A Dog's Purpose Page #4
Hey!
Don't you ever touch her again!
You hear me?
You gotta go.
Mom, he's gotta go.
He can't stay here.
Mom, you okay?
- Yeah. I'm sorry.
Sure you got everything?
Just let her talk to me.
Just get in
the car, dad. I got it.
Yeah.
From that moment on,
Ethan was the leader
of our pack.
When we went home,
things were different.
Dad was gone.
That cat had been hiding
from me for a while.
And now I got it.
I found him!
- -Okay, sorry.
Geez!
Go! Red 80. Red 80.
-Let's go, Ethan!
-Down, set, hut!
- That's it.
- Over the top.
Good block.
First down, tigers.
Pass caught by wide receiver...
Way to go, Ethan!
First and ten for the tigers.
Come on, tigers!
Down, set, hut!
Yeah! Yeah!
Touchdown, tigers!
That was amazing.
Mom.
No.
Full scholarship.
Four years.
Oh, my gosh! Really?
Okay, okay. Come on.
-Really? Oh!
-Yeah.
-Okay, you wait here.
Okay, boss dog? -Okay.
You wait here. I'll get you
something to eat, okay?
-I just said okay.
-Good boy.
Come on, baby!
Let it burn!
Go, go, go, go, go! Yes!
-Ye...
-What? -What?
-Ah, some jokers. -Good job.
-Great game, great game.
-I'm keeping watch.
-Man:
Hey, Ethan!-All clear.
-Ethan:
How you doing?- -What?
Uh-oh.
What was he doing here?
And in one of
his bad moods, too.
Come on, let's go.
-Come on. -Man:
Got his brainsfrom his mom, huh?
Yeah, I didn't get
a scholarship, though.
Hey, dad.
Hey, pal.
What are you, uh...
What are you doing here?
Oh. Well, I saw you...
I saw you tonight, Ethan.
-You did good.
-You were at the game?
Yeah.
You got a good arm.
So everything's
going good, huh?
-This guy, huh?
-Dad.
-Good game, huh?
-Dad, hey.
-We're all excited
for the big win, huh? -Dad.
Let's hear it for this guy!
You don't have to do this
right now, dad.
Come on! Come on, huh?
Would you stop this?
Hey. All right.
Come on, let's go.
Want your burger?
For Bailey?
Hey, boss dog.
Good boy.
So it's not all perfect
in Ethan land, huh?
Now I know why you're going
to Michigan, man.
Get away from that
alchy father of yours.
-You should shut up, Todd.
-Oh, yeah?
You-you don't want
everyone here knowing
that your father's a drunk?
Ethan, I have
to catch my bus. Please.
It's pretty obvious.
-Can we go?
-Yeah, we're going soon.
Oh, oh, and his girlfriend's
fighting his battles, too.
the real Ethan...
Whoa!
I told you to shut up, Todd.
I don't like that smell.
Please get in the car.
Bailey, come on!
Bailey, let's go.
Get in the car.
What was that?
-Could that be that squirrel?
Perfect.
Todd was on our territory.
- -Oh, I wanted to bite him.
But I remembered Ethan
telling me no biting.
-Then I forgot.
Hey!
No, no, no, no, no!
-Ethan.
Bailey.
Bailey, shut up.
Mom!
--Mom, mom, mom!
Get up, get up, get up.
Quick, quick.
Come on, quick!
- We gotta get out.
- We can't. We can't.
Come-- the window.
-Come here.
-Oh, god.
Fire! Fire!
- You gotta jump.
- It's too high.
Get your sheets!
Get your sheets!
-Here. Here. -I just want
to tie these together.
Anyone have a ladder handy?
We gotta help 'em down!
-Oh, god.
-It's the only way, okay?
- How many people are
in the house? - Okay.
Check the back of the house.
Somebody give me a hand!
- Go, go, go.
- We got you.
Okay, we got you. Got her.
-We got you. We got you.
-Okay.
Good boy. Good boy.
I'll check around back!
I'm here-- right behind you.
Okay.
No!
Oh!
-Come on. -Man:
Is thereanything I can do?
We gotta help him down.
Come on, Ethan.
You need to jump, son.
Ethan, jump!
--Ethan!
-Okay, can you move?
-My leg!
All right, come on.
-One, two, three.
His leg.
My leg.
-You're gonna be all right.
-It's okay. You're okay.
It's okay.
Somebody hold this dog.
Hey, Bailey. Bailey, no.
No.
Go with him. Go with him.
--No.
One, two, three.
It's going to be okay, boy.
He'll be back.
Easy.
No. Hey, hey.
- Don't! Stop!
- There's the dog.
Somebody get the dog.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Hey.
What you running from, son?
I swear, it...
It was an accident. I...
Why don't you tell us
what happened?
I-i-i had a firework...
I think you
should come with us.
But don't...
Please... please just...
It was an accident.
Fran! Fran, come on,
come on, come on.
-They're here?
-They're here, they're here.
-Okay.
-Be careful, dear.
I'm... I'm being careful.
I'm being careful.
-Hi.
-Hey, sweetie.
-Good to see you.
-Oh!
Oh, look at you.
Here, here, let...
-I-i got it.
-Fran, Fran, Fran, Fran.
Stop it. Stop.
Good to see you, Ethan.
Yeah. You, too.
I've been baking all day.
Got your room all set up
for you, Ethan.
It's so good to have you here.
Ethan never wanted
to play anymore.
Oh, Bailey.
I'm so sorry.
Even though he carried
a great new stick
everywhere he went.
Bailey, come on. Hey!
Come here, Bailey.
-No, no, no, no, no, Bailey.
-Bailey.
Come on. Come on.
I couldn't make him play
with me.
All he wanted to do was sleep.
I had a lot of free time now,
so I made a new friend.
It was like a small horse.
Or a giant dog.
With its own special smell
that was so wonderful
and disgusting.
Oh, I wished
I could roll in it.
Oh, we had fun.
-Until we didn't.
At least Hannah
still came around.
Hey!
- Hey.
- -Hi, Bailey.
Hi. Hi.
I missed you, too.
Good boy. Good boy.
Ah, you're such a good boy.
Come on. Come on!
-Hey.
-Hey.
You, um... do you want
to go to the pond?
I made some sandwiches.
Yeah.
I mean...
Yeah, if you want.
I just...
I thought it'd be nice
if we could get out
of the house, get you out.
What?
Look, Hannah,
it's nice for you to try,
but you don't have to...
You don't have to do this.
You don't have to help me.
I'm not doing it for you.
I'm doing it for us.
I want...
No, you're doing this for me.
You leave for college
in three weeks.
But I'll be back all the time.
Uh-huh, and I'll be here.
With that.
You have to stop
feeling sorry for yourself.
You can't do this for me,
Hannah.
I'd do anything for you.
I don't think we should be with
each other anymore, Hannah.
Whoa.
We shouldn't be
with each other anymore.
It's not gonna work.
I'm sorry.
Why are you doing this?
Bailey.
Good boy.
Yeah.
You want your ball?
Okay, here's your ball.
Go on.
Bye, Bailey.
Wait. Wait, no.
No, stay.
Ethan missed her, too.
I could tell.
Ethan, I made you a sandwich.
I'm gonna put it
in the backseat, okay?
-All right, Fran. -Bailey,
Bailey, Bailey, Bailey, Bailey.
Good boy.
You're gonna miss me, huh?
I'm gonna miss you, too.
Don't look so glum, women.
It-it's a good
agricultural school.
He's gonna learn everything
he needs to know
about running this farm.
-Mm-hmm.
-Yes, absolutely. Yes.
All right, go on. Come on.
Better grab him.
He's not gonna understand.
Come here.
-Good boy. Good boy.
-Have you got the dog?
Let's come here.
- Stay, Bailey, stay.
- Come on, boy.
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Submitted on August 05, 2018
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