Snow Buddies Page #4

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have arrived yet, huh?

Um... No. Nope.

A shipment dropped yesterday,

but they weren't in it.

I guess I will have to wait, huh?

No choice.

You know, I'd be polite and ask if you

are going to enter the dogsled race,

but I think all of Alaska

knows the answer to that question.

The one time you race

with Jean George you lose, huh?

If it hadn't been for the accident,

no way you would've won.

Maybe you should find yourself

another dogsled team and try again.

Hey...

...those dogs weren't just

part of my team. They were family.

Oh, I think I hear the violins playing.

Do you hear them, huh?

[Laughing] I think I need

a handkerchief because I'm going to cry.

"They were part of my family." [scoffs]

[Bell tinkles]

Welcome to Ferntiuktuk.

Uh-oh.

[French accent] Well, well, well.

If it isn't everybody's

favorite pupsqueak.

Uh... Hello, Francois. Hello, Phillipe.

- Having a nice day today?

- Wait up, Bernie.

[French accent] It was nice

until we saw you. Right, Francois?

Why don't you

pick on someone your own size.

Who do we have here, blondie?

Who are you calling blondie?

We're golden. Golden Retrievers.

Just be happy

we're not calling you our lunch.

Howdy, folks.

Now you two big ol' Huskies

aren't causin' any trouble

for these youngin's, are ya?

No, sir.

Just, how do you say, shooting the

breeze with these adorable puppies.

- Come on, you mongrels.

- Au revoir.

Move it, you beasts!

You pups ain't from

around these parts, are you?

Deputy Bernie, these are the Buddies,

and they need your help.

Saint Bernie, your holiness, we're lost.

Do you know the way

back to Fernfield, Washington?

Washington! Whoa!

You are far from home!

That's a plane ride away.

The nearest airport is Inntiuktuk.

That's where the finish line is

for the annual dogsled race.

Come on, Bernie.

Can't fight crime wasting time!

Now, if you pups will excuse me,

I got to T-C-B.

I'll put my thinker on

about getting you all home.

Don't worry.

I think we've got it covered.

Huh?

[Panting, barking]

[Panting, barking]

Ha! Ha!

- [Jean George] On by! On by!

- Here they come!

Are we ambushing someone?

Whoo! That's what I'm talking about.

[Mudbud] Gnarly, dude.

That's sled racing,

the greatest sport known to dog.

How we're gonna get you guys home.

Uh... Is anyone else confused?

So one last time.

North America, South America,

Antarctica, Australia, Asia, Africa...

Who can name the seventh? Adam?

- Yes?

- The seventh continent?

[Shasta] This is the house where I live.

You guys can stay in the shed.

[Budderball]

I hope there's room service.

[Shasta] Hey, Buddies, check this out.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

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