- [Dog Barking] - Come on, boy, let's go!
Let's go, boy. Come on!
- All right, go! Hey! Oh! - [ Barking ]
Take a shot.
Yeah, good boy! All right.
Come on, Buddy.
Good shot.
Here! Let's get it!
[ Groaning, Laughing ]
All right, boy, here's my--
All right, boy. This is game point. Let's go.
-[Beeping] - [ Barking ]
- [ Beeping Stops ] - Oh, man. We gotta go, boy.
Hey, Mom. Sorry we're late.
- Hi, Josh. - [Woman] Who won?
- [ Barks ] - Stop bragging.
- [ Girl ] Buddy won? - Get your coat.
Sorry, Buddy. You can't go.
- Love you. Bye. - [ Whimpers ]
[ Chattering ]
- Why can't Buddy come? - Zip up your coat.
All right, boy. I'll give you the play by play when I get back, all right?
- Okay, buckle up. - You got your seat belt on?
-[Girl] Yes, of course I do. -[josh] Too bad Buddy couldn't come.
[Crowd Cheering]
Got tickets here. Who needs tickets?
I have tickets.
Yo, tickets! I got tickets.
Tickets here. Come on.
- [ Blows Whistle ] - [ Grunts ]
Tickets! I got tickets!
[Announcer, Indistinct]
[Crowd Cheers]
My dog can shoot better than that!
Uh, you mean like that dog over there?
Oh, no!
[ Clamoring ]
What's going on here?
[ Groans ] Come here!
- [ Barks ] - [ Cheering ]
- ...A dog! - Sorry.
[ Both Groaning ]
- It's over there! - Go, go, go, go!
[Man] Grab 'im!Grab 'im!
[ Cheering ]
Looking for this?
-[Crowd Cheering] - This dog's got a mean jump shot.
- Thanks, Mr. Blue. -[Man]Hey, guys, how 'bout a picture?
Hey, Tom, I gotta take Buddy to the vet after school tomorrow.
It's kind of a two-man job.
- You can count on me, Keemosabee. - Hello, boys.
- Hello, Mrs. Salter. - Hello, Mrs. Salter.
Hey, you know what the best thing about the eighth grade is?
- What's that? - [Tom] The girls have turned into women.
Hi, Tammy.
- She likes me so much she's speechless. - Yeah, right.
She'll like me even more when she sees me in a football uniform.
- Football uniform? What are you talking about? - Women dig football players,
- so I'm going out for the team. - You're kidding, right?
No. I've been working out all summer.
[ Scoffs ] Yeah, well, anyway, Tom,
you can't play football. I mean, you're a basketball player.
- Well, Deion Sanders played two sports. -[BelI Rings]
[ Whining ]
[Bleating]
[Dogs Barking]
-Josh, they're all lookin' at us funny. -[Cat Meows]
So what? You know Buddy hates the vet.
Buddy Framm.
- [ Both Grunting ] - [ Whimpering ]
[josh] Come on, Buddy.
I take it he's a little nervous.
Whoa! Oh!
- Where's Dr. Ragland? - He's taking a year's sabbatical.
- I'm filling in. My name's Patrick Sullivan. - Hi. I'm Josh.
- This is Buddy. - Hello, Buddy.
Look at you. What a handsome dog. Good dog.
- Let's get him up on the table. - All right. Come on, boy.
He doesn't really like the vet. He might need some help.
Come on, boy. [ Chuckles ]
- Okay. - [ Barking ]
Oh, good. Okay, okay. Hold still.
- What are you doin'? -Just making sure everything's in place.
Spinal column feels right.
No slipped disks.
Muscle tone is good.
Yeah. Your dog could run a marathon.
Or play basketball. [ Groans ]
Play basketball? That's a good one.
Looks like Buddy's due for his distemper shot.
Oh, uh, you might want to use the straps.
Buddy's not ver ygood with needles.
- Oh, I don't think he's going anywhere. - All right.
If you say so.
- [ Gagging ] - There, see? Nothing to be afraid of.
[ Groans ]
[Tom Moaning] I'm okay.
[Woman With Russian Accent] Let's try it again.
" Hello, children, and welcome...
to Natalya's Amazing and Stupendous Animal Circus."
[Parrot Squawks]Show me the money. Show me the money.
One more time. " Hello, children,
- and welcome to Natalya's--" - I'm back, my little mackerel.
- [ Groans ] - [ Parrot ] I'm king of the world!
Idiot!
How many times do I have to tell you?
Never interrupt me when I am throttling a performer!
- Sorry, Natalya. -And this place...
- stinks like fishes! - It's all I could find on our budget.
But look. I brought you the Amazing Mortimer.
- What is so amazing about him? - Watch this.
- Ooh! - [ Gasps ]
[ Cackling ]
So. We go back to Russia now?
No! My circus is not complete.
We still need to find a main attraction.
There has been another in a series Of animal abductions.
A prize chimpanzee was stolen from a home in downtown Seattle.
Police are baffled as to the motive.
All right. Time now for something special.
...Number one circus in Russia. Do you know why?
Move aside, Air Jordan, and make way for Air Bud, the newest top dog in basketball.
- During yesterday's game, - We have to find the perfect creature!
...Stole his way onto the court and into our Play of the Week.
- Take a look. - [People Cheering]
- What's this? - [ Chittering ]
[ Laughing ] He's good!
What do you think, Mortimer, huh?
We have found our main attraction.
Food. Yes.
There we go. What about this?
- Wow. Hungry? - Starving.
So, uh, who was that on the phone?
Oh, that was, um, just a guy from work. Herb.
Oh. What did he want?
Well, he wanted to know if he could take me to the movies.
So it's a date?
Does it weird you out?
No. Doesn't matter. You should go on a date, Mom.
Oh, mayonnaise.
Hey! Buddy!
[ Belches ]
So, uh, you must be " Erb." I'm Josh.
It's, uh, H-erb.
[ Sneezes ]
Do you have a, uh,
- cat? - Uh--
No, but-but I have a dog. Come here, Buddy.
- Hey, come here, boy. - [Herb Sneezes]
Oh. Oh.
Oh! [ Sneezes ]
[ Sneezes ]
[Sneezes]
- Bye, Herb. -[Door Closes]
- Where's Herb? - Um, well, he kinda had to run.
- [ Whines ] - These are for you.
So. You're Richard.
That's right. I'm in Legal.
Oh, my.
I must be in the wrong house. I was expecting jackie Framm,
not Cindy Crawford.
I don't know. You know, I'm not just thinking about myself.
I'm also thinking About Josh and Andrea.
Maybe it's too soon for me to be dating.
Do you think it's too soon?
[ Sighs ]
- Maybe I'm just not meant to fallin love again. - [ Barks ]
[Buddy Barking, jackie Whimpering]
Buddy, it's a ramp! It's a ramp!
Buddy!
Buddy! Buddy! Buddy!
- Whoa, hey! -Sorry!
- [ Barking ] - Did you see what you just did?
B-B-B-Buddy!
[ Screams ]
No! No! Look out!
[ Both Groan ]
Are we... rushing things?
-[josh]Um, Mom? - Hi, sweetie.
So, where's this vet taking you?
I don't know. He wants to surprise me.
Hmm. So, uh, what time...
- are you planning to be home? - Well--
Now, when did you become the mom and me the adolescent?
- Oh. Sorry. - [Door bell Rings]
Josh, be nice.
- Hi. - Hi.
Wow. You look beautiful.
You look rumpled.
[Patrick] Oh, yeah. I left my iron in San Diego.
Better than leaving your heart in San Francisco.
[jackie, Patrick Laughing]
Hey, there he is. Hi, Buddy.
Hi, Andrea. Whoa.
- Hi, Patrick. - Hey, josh.
- Hey, Dr. Sullivan. - Hey, I heard you were into sports.
Got you something.
- Oh. - I started playing when I was about your age.
- Gee, thanks. - You ever play?
Um, well, no, actually. Basketball's kind of my sport.
But thanks. It's nice.
Well, I guess we better go. Uh, Josh, no TV after 9:00.
- And I've written down Mrs. Clumsky's phone number-- - I know, Mom.
Okay. All right. I love you guys.
- Bye, sweetie. - Good to see you again,Josh.
Yeah. Good to see you too. [ Sighs ]
Josh, you left the garage open.
- Oh. Sorry. -[Door Closes]
Let's go, boy. Come on.
Stayin' out here, boy?
Allright.
Oh!
- How did this get in here? - [ Barks ]
§§ [ Calliope Music ]
[Natalya]I told you to get plain white truck.
Not musical truck.
It was good deal. It came with all the ice cream you could eat.
[Brakes Squealing]
[Natalya]Stupid boy and dog. Wait a minute!
- [ Brakes Squealing ] - That was our boy and dog!
§§§§[Continues]
-[Brakes Squealing] -[Man]Natalya!Ow!Ooh!
They've been on four dates already.
You know what happens after four dates, don't you?
- What's that? - Speed dial.
- Speed dial? - Yeah.
If his number's been programmed into your speed dial,
you might as well shop for your tuxedo.
[Natalya] When doggy gets close,
- we nab him with net. -[Laughing]Got it.
- Nab him with net. - It will be piece of pie.
And if he buys you a gift,
he's trying to bribe you.
Bribe me to do what?
Call him dad.
Nice.
- [ Groans ] - Oh, my! Oh, my!
[ Both Groaning ]
[ Both ] Whoa!
[ Snorting ]
-[Door Creaking] -[Tom]Hey, check the speeddial.
Hey, Josh. You got a great arm.
I'm not going out for the team, Tom.
[ Woman On Phone ] Fern field Napkin Factory. How may I direct your call?
Oh, sorry. Wrong number.
- Would you just think about it? - No.
[jackie, Patrick Talking]
- [ Woman ] - Oh, sorry, Grandma. Wrong number.
- Uh, it's Josh. Love you. Bye. -[Phone Beeps]
He comes here every afternoon.
Well, you know, football practice is every afternoon.
Hmm. He's helping my mom build the gazebo.
Oh! Oh! [ Laughs ]
Oh. That's worse than speed dial, buddy.
[ Patrick] Hi. This is Patrick. Leave a message after the beep.
[Phone Beeps]
When's the next football practice?
Touchdown.
-[Whistle Blows] - [ Groans ]
[ Doing Cheers ]
[ Groans ]
Uh! Oh! Oh!
-[Whistle Blows] -[Man]Cole!
- Take five. Low, remember? Use those legs. - Uh--
- Get underneath there. - Uh, excuse-- Excuse us, Coach Fanelli.
- Yeah? - I'm Tom. He's josh.
We were wondering if you've still got room for a couple more players.
I always got room for players on my team.
- What positions do you play? - I'm wide receptor.
- [ Laughs ] Receiver. - Uh, yeah.
-And you? - Oh, well, I'm, you know, whatever. I mean, I could--
He's a quarterback. He's got a killer arm.
Really. Let's see. Uh, here, Tom. Here.
You, uh, put this on. Go ahead. Go deep. Toward the end zone.
Deep.
Come on. Let's see that killer arm.
Okay, let 'er rip.
- [ Groans ] - [Fanelli Groans]
- Mr. Receptor will fit right in. - Yeah.
Nice arm. I could use a backup quarterback.
- W-What's a backup do? - You back up Cole Powers over there.
He's the hottest quarterback in the league right now. You might not get much playing time.
- Oh. That's okay. - You sure? My practices are no picnic, capisce?
Well, yeah. I-l-l think I can handle it.
Okay. All right, come on. Once around the field.
- Full out. Go. - Now?
Go ahead. Now. Go, go! Come on, go!
- Go! Hit it! Let's go! - [ Groaning ]
[ Whistle Blowing ]
[ Clamoring ]
[ All Panting ]
[ Groaning ]
- [ Groans ] - [ Whistle Blows ]
Hey, Tammy.
[Andrea] Like some more tea, Buddy?
[Door Opens]
Hi.
Hmm! What's bugging him?
- [ Groans ] -[Andrea] What a mess!
[ Groans ]
[Groaning]Ow.
- You joined the football team? - Yeah.
- Yeah. I love football. - Since when?
Um, well, since, uh--
-since l, uh, talked to-- - Mm-hmm.
I'll, uh, put this in the wash.
- Okay. - Bring down your pants too.
All right.
Oh, not now, boy. My head hurts.
[josh]It's never going to work, Tom. I just know it.
Traveling doctors are worse than traveling salesmen.
He's probably got a woman in every port.
We'll just go in there and check it out, all right?
- Whatever. -[Patrick] What seems to be the trouble?
- His tail bone. - His hip bone.
- Which is it? - Mm, his tail.
You know, the bone in his tail.
Yeah, you know, his tail, it just hasn't been it self lately, you know?
Mm, you know, no wag.
No wag?
Well, yeah, I mean, there's something wrong with a tail that doesn't wag.
Yeah. Exactly.
Yeah, so, uh--
Oh, um--
Well, you see, Tom and I kind of figured out...
that-that it only wags when he's lying down.
[Tom]Not when he's standing. You know what I mean?
Hmm. Well, it, uh, looks fine to me,
but if it'll make you boys feel better,
uh, I'll get it x-rayed just to make sure.
- Oh, great. - Good idea.
Come on, Buddy.
I'll be right back.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
Tom--
I don't feel right about this. I mean--
What are you looking for, anyways?
Anything that'll show that this guy's a roaming Romeo.
I mean, this is a waste of time. I mean, he's gonna catch us.
- Let's go, all right? - Wait, wait, hold-- Wait a minute.
Wait, wait, wait.
Got it.
- [ Sighs ] - Come on, Buddy.
[Door Closes]
Buddy's tail checks out just fine.
[josh]Oh, that's great. Th-That's great.
- Thanks. - Come on, Buddy.
- Thanks, Dr. Sullivan. - Patrick. You can call me Patrick.
Patrick. Okay, thanks.
[Door Closes]
[ Sighs ]
What have I got myself into?
[ Sighing ]
- [ Barking ] - Stop it, boy. Buddy! Stop it.
[ Whimpering ]
[Playful Barking]
I don't want to play. Buddy!
[ Growling ]
[ Gasps ] Oh, man!
You could play football. [ Chuckles ] Holy cow.
Go! Go, boy. Go!
- [ Grunts ] - [ Growls ]
Hey, boy.
Hey! Bring that back!
- Hey, Buddy! - [Barking]
Hey--
[ Barking ]
Aw, you, get off me! Buddy--
- [ Laughing ] -[Barking]
Good catch! Bring it, boy. Come on, bring it.
Hey, give it!
-[Barking] - [ Laughing ]
Hey, come on. Come here!
- [ Panting Heavily] - Come on.
Come here, boy.
Here, boy. Here you go. I'm late for my first game, all right?
I know, I wish you could play too, but--
- Miss you. Bye-bye. - [ Whimpers ]
[Door Closing]
[Children Shouting]
[Fanelli]I been a volunteer coach for 14years.
[Pepper]I nearly blew a gasket about it, jimmy, but...
the school board isn't budging on this one.
[ Sighs ] They're all moaning that...
you haven't had a winning season in ten years.
Attendance is down, and the football program is expensive.
Winning isn't what kid's football's all about.
I know. The school board gave me a choice.
At the end of the season, I can either drop the football program...
- That's not even an option. - or...
I, uh, let you go.
[ Sighs ] Oh, I'm sorry. It's just-- It's out of my hands.
§§§§[Marching Band]
Right, girls. Come on. Come on.
Kick it! Kick it!
[Metal Banging]
[ Groaning ]
Weeble? You forgot something.
- Oh! Thanks, Goose. - You're welcome.
Jeez. You look like you seen a ghost.
-[Banging Continues] - What's wrong? You got butterflies?
Tom, why would I have butterflies? I'm a bench-warmer, remember?
Hey. Listen up, boys.
[ Panting ]
All right, come on. Let's get out there and win this one for the home team!
Yeah, yeah. [ Clapping ]
- Let's win! - [Tom]Razzle-dazzle!
Yeah, right, Tom.
[Door Bangs]
[ Sighs ] Hey! Let's go.
Yeah, sure, Coach.
Welcome, everyone, to the open in game...
- of the Fern field Junior High football team! -[Sparse Cheering]
- [ Screaming ] - [ Grunting, Thudding ]
[ Screaming, Yelling ]
- [Cheerleaders, Indistinct] - Ohh! Oooh.
Let's go, baby. We got 'em!
Let's go, big guy!
- Let's hit somebody, all right? -[Cheerleaders Continue]
Hi.
§§ Go fight Winston Boogie on down All right, all right§§
-[Whistles] - All right.
§§§§["Comin' 'Round The Mountain" Over P.A.]
[Natalya]Remember—we go into back yard, we grab pooch,
- then we make like banana, and peel. - You mean "split."
Hello, I'd like a nice cream bar.
And my sister would like a chocolate swirl.
We're all out Of chocolate swirls,
but um, we have fudge stick with candy sprinkles.
-[Truck Door Slams] -[Natalya] We have no sprinkles! Go away!
Idiot!
-[Thumping On Roof] - Did you hear something?
- We follow! - Aah!
[Quarterback] Thirty-three! Thirty-three!
-[Chattering] - Hike!
Yeah, Tom. Yeah, Tom. Yeah, yeah, Tom, yeah--
-[Crowd Groans] -[Fanelli]Aww.
Yeah. Gonna be a long season.
§§§§["Comin' 'Round The Mountain"]
[Popov] Look! He's running. Faster!
[ Yelling ]
[Pepper]Cole's running. He's running with it!
[Fanelli] Yes, Cole! Yes, baby! Yes!
[Pepper] Run, Cole!Ru-u-un!
Yes! Ru-u-un!
Yes! Yes! Yes!
Touchdown! Yea!
- Yes! Yes! - [Pepper On P.A.]Cole Powers!
[Cheering, Applauding]
- §§ [ Music Continues ] - Yes.
[Popov] Stop the truck!
[Natalya]Let's go!
Catch him. Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! He's getting away!
[ Cackling ] We've got him now!
That's it! People, kids, dogs--
I'm sick and tired...
- of every body running through my yard! - [ Groaning, Whimpering ]
[Popov] Oh, he's getting away!
[Pepper On P.A.] High snap. Cole's picked it up.
He's running! He's at the 30.
- Forty! - [ Grunting, Groaning ]
- Oh, no. - Oh, no. Cole's down. Nate, Mullin, come here.
- [ Whining ] - [ Groaning ]
-[Man]Come on, Cole! Come on, buddy. Getup! Okay. - [ Whistles ]
[Pepper] Cole is hurt!
[Pepper] Is he all right?
[ Chattering ]
[Man]It's all right, Cole. Good work. He's okay!
- Easy now. Watch it. - Good work, Cole.
Hey, Ned, take him right into the trainers.
You'll be all right, son. Just hold it still.
All right, he'll be all right. Powers got a dislocated shoulder.
- Pudge? - H-He can play with that, though, right, Coach?
[ Sighs ] I'm afraid not, son.
Josh, you gonna be fine. All right, come on. Get in there.
Come on! Open up with B-52. Go.
-[Whistling] -[juan] There goes our shot at a winning season.
Give him time. He'll be fine.
Hey, Josh is going in.
[Pepper On P.A.] It, uh, looks like josh Framm,
number eight, is stepping in to take the helm.
- Break a leg! -[Feed back Squeals]
So, what's the call, Josh?
- Call. Good question. - Oh, we're gonna die.
- Give him a break. - All right, B-52. Break!
Tom, which one's B-52?
Crossing pattern. Deep.
All right! Ready--
B-52! Down!
Josh! Over here.
- Oh! -[Crowd Laughing]
All right!
[ Growling, Snarling ]
B! Fifty-two!
Ready, down, set--
Hike! Hike!
He's open! He's open!
I'm wide open!
[ Growling ]
- [ Gasps ] - [ Whimpers ]
- [ Groans ] - [ Groans ]
Oh, dear.
[Whistle Blows]
[ Sighs ]
Great. [ Grunts ]
Oh! [ Groans ]
Hang in there, defense. Hang in there.
[Cheerleaders] Let's go, defense, let's go!
Let's go, defense, let's go!
Come on, it ain't the end of the world.
Come on, put one up on these clowns.
-[Fanelli] You're the man, josh! - [ Whimpering ]
[Belching Sound]
All right, guys, let's try B-52 again. Trust me, it'll work this time.
- Ready? - [ All ] Break!
-[Whimpering] -[josh]B!
Fifty-two! Down!
Set! Hike!
[Fanelli] He's open, he's open!
- [Pepper]josh is going long! - [ Whimpers ]
[Pepper] And it's a perfect pass...
right to... a dog.
- Buddy. - [Pepper] There is a dog on the field,
and he's doing a lot better than the Trojans.
[Pepper] And touch down!
Yes!
So that's the famous Air Bud, huh?
Amazing dog. Great form.
Reminds me a lot of Fred Biletnikoff.
Except he's better lookin' than Fred.
You all right?
You know, you got a great arm on ya out there, son,
but i-it's like you're playin' for all the wrong reasons.
Football's all about havin' fun.
That's gotta be your bottom line, Josh.
Come on. Seeya, boy.
[ Growling ]
I know you want to play on the team, boy.
But you just can't, you know?
'Cause football's not like basketball.
'Cause you might get hurt, and I don't want you to get hurt, do l?
And you gotta wear equipment, and a helmet--
I know it's not fair.
[Barking]
Hey, boy.
Perfect.
Boy? Try this on?
[ Fanelli ] All right, guys. Come on, come on.
Now, guys, meet me halfway here. Stop. We got a lot of work to do here.
-[Barking] - [ All Laughing ]
- [Fanelli] What's this? - Got a new wide receptor for ya.
- What is this? Some kind of a joke? - Well, no.
I mean, like you said, there's always room on your team for a couple more players.
Come on, dogs don't play football.
Yeah, they don't play basketball either, right?
Come on, Coach. We'll be the laughingstock of the league!
Have you all forgotten? We've been the laughingstock of The league for the last decade!
All right, all right. Fellas, fellas, fellas! Come on-- whoa, whoa!
Quiet down here. Come on.
- Why you doin' this,Josh? - Ready to have some fun, Coach.
Bottom line.
[ Chuckles ] All right!
Let's see what this pooch is made of.
- Go! Ten! Hike, hike! - [Whistle Blows]
- Up, down. Kickers too, Vaughn. Down.
No knees, Weeble. Up, dow--
- That's the way to do it, boys. - [Barking]
Yeah!
I tell you one thing, boys. That ain't no golden retriever--
that there's a golden receiver.
He-h-hey, there he is! Say hello To your new teammate, fellas!
[ Out Of Tune ] § O'er the la-and §
§§ Of the free§§
§§And the home§§
-§§ Of the§§ - [ Whining ]
- § Brave §§ -[Buddy Howling]
[Cheering]
§§§§[Marching Band]
All right, come on now. Let's go, let's go! Come on.
- That's it. Good boy. - Who do we appreciate? Timberwolves, timberwolves!
- Rah, rah, rah! -[Whistle Blows]
Ahh! We're gonna kick some Ram butt today. I can feel it.
[ Screams ]
Since when are you Mr. Confident?
Since I got my hands on a genuine Jerry Rice nose-spreader.
-[Fanelli]Come on, now. Hit some body out there. - Okay, Coach. No problem.
I don't want to see a green shirt standin; all right? Let's go, offense!
All right, Josh. You know what to do.
Hey, Buddy, just like we practiced. Let's go.
-[Pepper]Kick it, girls. - What's your favorite color? Navy blue and gold!
[Josh ] All right, guys. B-52 on two.
-[Man]Oh, that's so cute! -[Barks Loudly]
- B! Fifty-two! Down! - What is this?
Set! Hike, hike!
[ Barks ]
- [ Blows Whistle ] - Yeah!
[ Cheering, Indistinct ]
[Josh ] Let's do red 48, all right? On two.
What the-- Hey!
[Applause]
Let's do G-28, on two, all right?
- Ready! - Break!
[josh] Go, K. Hike!
- [ Grunts ] - Hey!
[Barking]
[ Moaning ]
[ Screaming ]
Does anybody on this team want to play football?
Come on. Get him. Cut off the angle.
Come on! Take out his paws!
- Dog-pile him! - Dog-pile him!
[Opposing Team] Dog-pile him! Dog-pile him!
Dog-pile him!
- Great! Yeah! - Buddy!
- [ Groaning, Moaning ] -[Boy]Get off of him.
Move, get off!. Hey, get off. Get off now.
[ Whimpering ]
[ Blows Whistle ]
Aah! [ Muttering ]
That is one talented dog.
You're doing fine, too, josh, you know?
You just need to face up to the pressure...
and not desert the pocket too early.
I found these in your office.
Who are they?
Well,
that's Laura, she lives in Seattle.
And that's Gail, she's in Santa Fe.
And the pretty one with the red hair, that's Shannon Marie.
- She's in Boston. - So--
And this is a picture Of the whole Sullivan clan.
- You see, there's Mom and Dad and me and-- - Your three sisters.
You know, Josh, I think we could be friends.
First we gotta learn to trust each other.
[ Scoffs ] Broken tail.
[Door Closes]
Oh, Patrick, this is so romantic.
If I didn't have to fix the engine, we could have been--
No, l-l think this is perfect.
- [ Sighs ] - What's wrong?
Well, I've been offered...
a permanent job in San Diego.
But I don't know If I'm going to accept it.
Oh.
I-l don't want to complicate things for you.
But I will if you insist. [ Giggles ]
[ Chuckles ]
I think Josh would be very happy...
to see me leave town.
Well, in lieu of growing fur and a tail,
for now, just be his friend.
All right, gimme hands. Gimme hands. How we gonna play?
Ruff, ruff, ruff!.
- How are we gonna play? Let's get 'em! - Ruff, ruff, ruff!.
[ Cheering, Screaming ]
- [ Blows Whistle ] - [ Cheering ]
[josh] Twenty-five! Down!
Set, hut!
Yes!
So you run X-curl, and Buddy in the deep fly pattern.
Straight up the middle. Better known as the K-9knockout.
This is the one For all the marbles.
'Cause after that, I want to do a couple of motion things--
[Whistle Blows]
[ Shouting ]
- Yes! - [ Cheering ]
Yes, yes!
We did it! Come here, Pudgy!
We did it! We did it!
When Josh threw that pass to Buddy and he scored the home run,
- Touchdown. - I thought I was gonna have a heart attack.
- Oh, football is so dramatic, yeah. - Touchdown.
Hmm.
I've come to a decision about that consulting job in San Diego.
You're gonna accept it.
Only if you don't accept this.
Oh, Patrick.
Oh!
Jackie, will you marry me?
[Footsteps Approach]
- What's goin' on? -[jackie]Nothing.
I made your cake-- shaped like a football. Isn't it cute?
[ Scoffs ] What's in that box?
[jackie, Knocking On Door] josh, may I come in?
[Continues Knocking] josh, please.
[ Whimpering ]
[Owl Hooting]
[ Whimpers ]
No, Buddy. You can't come.
[Continues Whimpering]
- I mean it, Buddy. Stay! - [ Whimpers ]
[ Barks ]
[Continues Barking]
[ Whimpers ]
[ Laughing ] Way to go, Natalya!
§§§§[Hums "Mexican Hat Dance"]
[ Whimpers ]
It's jackie Framm. Josh has runaway.
Is he there with you?
Josh isn't at Tom's house.
Uh, I'll try Coach Fanelli.
This is all my fault.
[Man Over Loudspeaker] Train number 14 from Portland is delayed20minutes...
and will be arriving on track2.
That's train number 14 from Portland arriving 20minutes late on track2.
[ Chattering ]
Know what I hate most about train station food?
There's nothing even remotely Italian about the Italian subs.
- Oh, hi, Coach Fanelli. - Hey, what do you say, kid? You mind if I grab some wood?
Sure.
How'd you find me here?
Eh, I ran away more than a few times when I was your age.
- Usually I got about this far. - Hmm.
- I'm leaving. - Where you headin'?
San Francisco.
Boy, if my star quarterback's willin' to pass up the state championship game...
there must be somethin' pretty serious.
- Hmm. - Wanna talk about it?
No.
It wouldn't have anything to do with a new man in your mom's life, would it?
Would it?
He's not my dad, all right?
No, I guess he isn't.
And you loved your father very much.
[ Coughs ] So, where you headin' after football season?
- I'm running away, remember? - Yeah, well, I mean, theoretically,
if you weren't running away, what would you be doing?
- I don't know. Probably play basketball or something. - Hmm.
Well, I would have thought the way you'd gotten into football,
basketball was out.
I never said it was out. I love basketball, it just that I love football too.
How's that possible?
You can--
You like this guy Patrick, Josh?
Doesn't mean you gotta stop lovin' your father, you know.
Your mom hasn't.
Trainnumber nine for San Francisco will be arriving in five minutes on track one.
That's me.
Well, I guess this is arrivederci, huh, Josh?
Good luck, kid.
Oh, um, I kinda overheard you and Mrs. Salter talking.
She said that they were gonna get a new football coach.
- I'm sorry. - Ah, don't sweat it.
I only coach 'cause I love the kids.
If winning's all they're interested in, I'm not the right guy anyway.
Take care of your self, kid.
Hey, Coach.
Um,
if it's not too much trouble, um,
can I get a ride home with you?
Sure, kid. C'mon.
[ Clears Throat ] You don't mind if we stop for a slice of pizza?
Oh, my God, Josh.
[ Sobbing ] Josh! Oh, I was so worried about you!
- I'm sorry. - Promise me you'll never do that again, Josh. Promise me.
I promise. I'm sorry. [ Sniffling ]
I'm sorry.
Um, where's Patrick? I gotta talk to him.
Patrick's gone, honey.
Where's he gone?
He's taken a job in San Diego.
He's leaving on his boat tomorrow.
[ Exhales ] What about you guys--
It was too soon.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Where's Buddy?
I thought he was with you.
Buddy!
[ Gulls Cawing ]
Buddy!
He's never done this before. He's never run away.
- Buddy can take care of him self, honey. - Buddy!
We gotta keep looking.
Josh, the game starts in an hour.
[ Cheering, Shouting ]
§§ [ Playing March ]
- Let's rock! - [ Shouting ]
-[Fanelli]How we gonna play? -[Team]Ruff, ruff, ruff!.
- How we gonna play? - [ All ] Ruff, ruff, ruff!.
- Let's go kick some Giant-- - Yeah!
[Coach] Go, allright, come on.
Allright.
I need ya out there today, Josh.
[Engine Chugging]
[ Whimpers ]
- [ Whimpers ] - [ Brays ]
[ Chittering ]
[ Snorts ]
Houston, we have a problem. We have a problem!
[ Whimpers ]
I'm going down to boat to get things ready for loading.
In the meantime, don't touch anything, don't feed anything,
don't do anything-- nothing!
- [Chimp Chattering] - Eh!
[Door Slams]
[Animals Fuss]
[Announcer] The Fernfield Timberwolves and the Tacoma Giants!
It's play-offs time. This is Fred Davis...
with my good friend, Phil Phil, 35-yearveteran of color here...
to bring you this exciting game today.
I would say that excitement Is at fever pitch, Phil.
This is it-- all the marbles on the table.
Oh, no. Disappointing news here, Phil. We just got word that AirBud,
the canine wonder, will not be playing today.
- Not be playing. Yes. - Oh, no.
Have the checked the kennel?
[Chimp Fussing]
- [ Screeching ] - [ Growling ]
- [ Barks ] - [ Laughs ]
- Ready, Gus? -[Popov] Come on, Gus! You can do it!
- Punch! - [ Laughs ]
Sh-Sh-Shh!
[ Rumbling ]
- [ Whimpers ] - [ Chatters ]
[ Shouting ln Russian ]
-[Knocking At Door] - I didn't touch a thing Natalya!
- [ Whinnies ] - [ Screams ]
Gus! [ Screams ]
[Popov Continues Screaming, Yelling]
No!
-[Whistle Blows] -[Davis] Well, the Giants will be kicking off,
so the Timberwolves will be...
- They'll be, uh, down there on the field right with 'em. - receiving.
Coming to Goose! He's on the five, he's on the ten, the fifteen--
He's at the fifteen, he's at the ten, he's back at the five.
Ohh. All right, come on, offense. Let's do it! Come on!
Josh, open up red 45. Come on, red 45. Let's go!
[ Cheering ]
He'll be here. He wouldn't miss this for the world.
- Hope you're right, Tom. - It'll be fine!
Prepare to eat dirt!
Ready! Down!
-Set! Hike! - [ Yells ]
[Davis Over Loudspeaker, Indistinct]
- [ Groans ] - And a fumble recovered by the Giants!
- [ Blows Whistle ] - And into the end zone. The Giants score!
- Oh, this looks like it's gonna be along day, Phil. - Oh, we're dead. We're dead.
Let's look at the scoreboard and see how much time elapsed, Phil, before that touchdown.
- Where is the scoreboard? - Huh?
- [Whinnying] - Stop!
- Come on, piggies. Work with me! - [ Quacking ]
Ducks are my friend! Comeback, please!
- No! Dolly! - [ Screeching ]
- Listen to me! Listen tome, animals! - [ Gasps ]
[ Screams ]
Natalya, you're back !Oooh!
[ Screams ]
[ Cheering ]
[Davis] Well, it looks like Coach Fanelli is going to try to put some points on the board.
They're going to go For a field goal, Phil. Looks like Vaughn kicking, and--
- No, it hit Weeble's helmet and it's way off to the left. - [ Blows Whistle ]
Well, I guess that wasn't such a good decision after all, was it, Phil?
I'll tell you, that could give you some kind of headache. You know, you get hit with a--
[ Screaming ]
- Oh, God! - Get out here, Popov!
[ Yelling in Russian ]
- [ Barking ] - [Natalya] I can't see anything!
- I'll find you and then l-l-- - [Chimp Taunting]
- You-- - [ Screeches ]
I'm going to get you!
[Davis]josh back to pass. The ball is in the air-- it's intercepted!
Nowhere near a receiver. And here they come back the other way.
The Giants with-- No, josh has him. Josh has him on the25.
He has him on the20. He has him on the 15. He has him on the 10.
He's-He's-- Ah, boy.
Well, it looks like another score for the Giants. Oh, have you ever seen--
[ Screams ]
En garde! Take that!
- And that! - Natalya! Take this! I've got a net!
Not now, Popov! Can't you see I'm busy? I'm fighting monkey!
[Popov] Musthurry! Musthurry!
[ Screams ] Natalya!
[Screams]
- Come down from there! - Natalya!
- Come get me! - Getdown!
[ Screams ]
Why don't you get yourself down and clean up this mess that you have created?
- [ Groans ] - Popov?
[Davis]Coach Fanelli takes a heavy anchor to the half time locker room.
Down 24 to nothing. Disappointed, downtrodden.
[Davis Continues, Indistinct]
Hey, Coach, are you gonna tell us another one of your stories?
- You better believe I am. - [ All Groan ]
This is the story of a football team.
From the beginning, this football team had heart and ability.
But there was one big problem: they didn't believe that they could win.
And then this dog came along, and this dog could do amazing things.
And suddenly, the team started winning.
But the truth is, even without the dog, They were winners--
each and everyone of them.
So if you believe that a dog can play football,
then you better believe that we're gonna win this game.
Now, right now, let's get out there...
and give them some of that razzle-dazzle.
[ All Chanting ] Ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff,
[ Louder] ruff, ruff, ruff, ruff!.
[ All Shouting ] Ruff!. Ruff!. Ruff!.
- [ Cheering ] - You guys are the best! Way to go, Marco!
It worked, Pudge! [ Chuckles ]
[ Chanting ] Timberwolves! Timberwolves!
- Timberwolves! - [Davis] Giants on the attack again.
Here's Martin back to pass, he's lookin'-- Ooh, he gets hit at the last minute.
They're gonna want that ball. Goosesteps in-- he has it! it's an interception!
- Goose! Go! Go! - The 40, the35--
Go!Go! Go, Goose, go!
[Whistle Blows]
Well, that looks like a little bit of inspiration for the Timberwolves, doesn't it?
- It just proves my theory. - What is that, Phil?
Score more points than the other team,
and by golly, you're gonna win!
All right, Brian!
All right? Go. Go!
[ Blows Whistle ]
[Whistle Blows]
- [ Cheering ] - Yes! Yeah!
- Popov! - [ Gasps ] Mother?
The animals!
- [Natalya] What is monkey's business? - [ Barking ]
[Popov] "Fish Guts. "
[ Screaming ]
- [ Chittering ] - [ Barking ]
- Natalya-- - Get off!.
[ Groaning, Sputtering ]
To infinity-- and beyond!
[ Engine Cranks, Starts ]
[ Sighing ]
- [ Horn Honks ] - [ Screaming ]
- [ Shouting ] - [ Barking ]
[ Engine Revs ]
[ Shouting ]
- [ Tires Screech ] - [ Barks ]
[Fireworks Exploding]
-[Natalya] Where is monkey? -[Popov] I don't know, but there is dog.
[ Together] Dog!
[Natalya Yelling in Russian]
- [Natalya Laughing] - [Popov Yelling]
Stop, stop! Stop, stop! Stop!
[ Yelling ]
-[Natalya Gasps] -[Popov Moans]
[ Laughing ] It's okay. It's okay.
I'm glad to see you too.
What are you doin' down at the docks? Don't you have a game to play?
- Huh? Come on. - [ Whimpering ]
[ Natalya ] Do you have a plan " B"?
We are Russian citizens! We demand you take us to the Russian imbecile!
It's "embassy," imbecile!
[ Screams ]
[ Cheering ]
[Davis] Martin dropping back, Voss--
Oh, is he in the clear!
There isn't a Timberwolf aroundfor20yards.
Touchdown! Looks bad now for the ol' Timberwolves.
[ Buzzer Sounds ]
Oooh.
Now, come on, now. Forget about that-- ancient history.
Josh, get in here. Come here. All right.
We're gonna get 'em with a little "double trouble." All right? Let's go.
But Coach, we've never done "double trouble" without Buddy.
We're gonna have to do it without Buddy. Buddy's not here. Let's go.
Come on, offense. Use Goose, all right? Let's go!
Come on, now! Get out there!
- [Crowd Cheers Wildly] - [Buddy Barks]
[Davis]Ladies and gentlemen, listen to that audience!
This is a sight to behold! It's AirBud!
Good boy! Yeah! Yeah! Let's go get 'em, boy.
- [ Gasps ] - Phil, AirBud is back in the game!
Yeah, well, this dispels that rumor.
- What's that, Phil? - What's what?
Buddy, where were you?
- Patrick? - [Crowd Chanting]Buddy! Buddy!
Like I said-- double trouble!
[Davis]Looking for that ball-- Handoff!. Double reverse!
It's off to AirBud, and he's off!.
He's down the field! The Giants a reall chasing him!
It's AirBud in the clear!
It's AirBud down on the30, down on the25--
-[Whistle Blows] - Yeah!
[ Chanting ] Buddy! Buddy!
[ Barking ]
-[Whistle Blows] - [ Cheering ]
-[Whistle Blows] -AirBud has put the timber back in these Timberwolves.
I'm telling you, they are on a scoring rampage now!
[ Cheering ]
First down!
-[Whistle Blows] -[Davis]Another score!
[Phil] That is just amazing.
[Davis]It's New Year's Eve in the end zone with AirBud!
He's got fleas. You can't tell me he doesn't have fleas.
Yea, Buddy!
AirBud has certainly tightened up this game for the Timberwolves,
but they're gonna need another touchdown in order to win.
And now, this could be it!
- Buddy! - Ooh, no!
- 1 84-pound crushing tackle by Tyler. - Buddy's hurt!
And AirBud is down.
- Teammates rushing onto the field. - Stay back. Give him room!
- Air Bud-- We see movement. - I'm all right. Get the dog!
- Excuse me. Comin' through. - [ Buddy Moaning ]
- How is he? - I don't know.
- [Jackie ] Is he okay? -Just hang on.
He's not sure yet.
- Buddy, are you okay? - [ Whimpers ]
He's gonna be all right, Josh. Why don't you get out there and finish the game?
But what about Buddy?
- It's okay. I'll take care of him. -[Boy]Getup, Buddy.
Come on, Josh. He'll be okay.
Josh, let's go.
Well, this certainly is a crushing blow.
Poor AirBud-- out of this game.
- Oh, I just-- - Well, let's hope these guys can go on by themselves.
Ready! Set! Hike! Hike!
- [Whistle Blows] - [ Gasps ]
Third down coming up. What do you think, Phil?
- Well, I think-- - Third down. He's back for another pass.
[ Grunting ]
[ Groaning ]
If there's a miracle in the making, it better show up now, Phil,
because this is the last chance.
- We got ten seconds left in this game. - [ Groaning ]
- Well, tenis-is-is enough if you play your cards right. - Yeah, isn't it, Phil?
- Sometimes you don't even have to play cards, you know. - Yeah.
Come on, Tom. Get up. We got a game to play.
- I can't find my nose-spreader. - Forget about your nose-spreader.
- But I can't catch without it. - Trust me, Tom. You don't need it.
It's gonna be fine.
This is our last shot, Josh.
[ Sighs ] I know. All right, guys. Let's do B-52, crossing pattern.
Deep.
- That's 60 yards. You can't throw 60 yards. - Are you sure you wanna do this?
- I'm positive. You guys gotta trust me. - We're with you, Josh.
- You just run, all right? - [ All ] Break! - Let's rock.
-[Bud Barking] - Hey, guys, look!
[ Barking ]
Come on, guys. Let's go! Come on!
What about my nose-spreader?
[ Exhales ]
[ Barking ]
All right! Ready!
B! 52!
Down! Set! Hike! Hike!
Get off!.
-[Whistle Blows] - Yes!
[ Barking ]
All right!
[ Whooping ] All right! Honey, I'm so proud of you!
Congratulations, Josh!
Tom, you know what? You got potential.
Did you hear that? I got potential!
It's a beautiful day!
[Gulls Cawing]
[Engine Chugging]
Patrick!
- Patrick! - [ Barks ]
[Continues Barking]
What is it?
Um--
What?
Don't go. Please don't go.
[ Barking ]
[ Cheering ]
Third and three. What would you do here?
Huh. Lemme see. I think I'd go long to Joey Galloway.
Blue thirty-eight!
Good call. They're not expecting that.
- Oh, no! - I don't believe it!
[Whistle Blows]