Call Of The Wild Page #4

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- Why would I buy you...

I am sure it is that animal

you are keeping in your garage.

He hasn't been

any trouble to anyone.

- He's a menace.

- Hi.

Child, I have seen you

with that animal.

He ate two of my chickens.

No he didn't. He stays

in the garage all night.

He's a good wolf.

Dog.

All I can say is

any more of my chickens

goes a missin'

and I will have

to call the sheriff,

have him take that animal

out and put it down.

Don't worry, Jolene. We'll make

sure he doesn't bother anyone.

From now on, we'll have

to keep Buck tied up.

I don't suppose

he'll like it much.

Who cares about some

dumb chickens, anyway?

Hold it right there,

young lady.

Maybe it's time to take Buck

back into the wild.

Maybe that would be

better for everyone.

He's going to win that race and

show everyone he's a good pet.

And mom and dad

will let me keep him

and Brittney and Chloe

will be jealous.

Is that all you want him for?

No. He's my friend.

Get a move on, boy.

We don't got all day.

The dogs haven't been

running too good, Pa.

I think maybe it's the cheap

dog food you keep buying.

They need meat.

I... I wouldn't mind some,

either.

Can I buy a pair of gloves

in town today, Pa?

My hands is froze.

You lost the pair

I bought you last year.

Why am I gonna waste money

to buy you another pair?

You're just gonna lose

those, too.

You think our dogs

will win the race, Pa?

It ain't about the dogs,

all right?

It's how much brains

the driver has.

You think I got more brains

than Jack Ferguson?

Wouldn't bet the truck on it.

Ah, it don't matter.

I got enough brains

for both of us.

Close up the gate, let's go.

Do you think I'll be able

to bring Buck home with me?

I don't know, Ry.

I'm not sure how much

he'll like the city.

If mom and dad

won't let me have him,

I want you to keep him.

Let's just worry about

winning this race.

Ozz is pretty good on a sled.

Especially if he doesn't

listen to his dad.

Why does a jerk like

that even race dogs?

I'm not sure I can beat him.

I'm not sure at all.

As Grandma used to say:

"Bless this food

and us that eats it."

Amen.

OK, this is the first time

I made pudding all by myself,

so tell me the truth.

- Do you like it?

- It's interesting.

We were almost out of regular

milk so I used buttermilk.

Just the thing.

Hello.

Hi, Paula.

Yes, she's right here.

It's your mother.

Hi, Mom.

I have a surprise for you.

Wait till you see it. OK?

Love you.

She wants to talk to you.

- OK.

Ryan, go make sure

that Buck is tied up.

Hi, Paula.

Yeah, she's having a great time.

Learning dog sledding,

believe it or not.

We're talking

about the same little Ryan.

Listen, Paula, I don't

want to interfere, but...

Ryan has gotten it into her head that she's

gonna bring this dog back to Boston.

It's a large dog, part wolf.

Showed up as a stray

a few days ago.

Yes, well,

that's what I thought.

Yeah, well, I can't see it

living in the city either.

I'll keep you posted.

You have to behave or you'll

be in really big trouble.

And you won't be able

to come back to Boston with me.

I hope you didn't

eat those chickens.

But if you did, I know you

weren't trying to be bad.

This should keep you

out of trouble.

Good night, Buck.

"Buck's wounds healed.

His muscles swelled out,

and the life came back

into his eyes.

He grew quickly

to love his new master.

After all,

this man had saved his life.

Buck knew no greater joy than

Thornton's rough embrace.

But in spite of this great love,

the primitive nature

that the Yukon

had aroused in Buck remained.

There was something in the

forest that called to him,

and he felt compelled to answer.

He took to wandering

on his own for hours, even days

but the love for John Thornton

always drew him back.

At least, for now.

Why he did this,

he did not know.

Nor did he wonder.

But the love for John Thornton

always drew him back."

Thanks, Grandpa.

- Grandpa?

- Mm-hm?

Am I a tomboy?

Uh, that's a silly word.

I'm not sure what it means,

but I don't think it fits you.

I'm never going to be like

the Beacon Hill girls, am I?

Do you think your mother

is a tomboy?

No way!

Let me show you something.

That's your mother.

She used to play softball?

No. Baseball!

Fast pitch!

She used to beg me

to let her play.

I was afraid she'd get hurt,

but I finally gave in.

Turned out to be the best

shortstop in Bristol County.

And on top of that,

she became homecoming queen.

Grandpa, Jack says that Buck is

ready for a cross country run.

- Oh?

- He wants to take the team

up to Cold Creek Trail.

He said I can ride

in the basket.

I told him you would say OK,

because you trust me.

I'm not sure I trust Buck.

And that's unfamiliar

country to you.

Not to Jack.

Please?

You let Mom play baseball.

I don't want you to go...

...any further than a mile.

That way you can walk back

if you have to.

But that's not

very far at all.

The trails are covered

in snow.

It would be easy to get lost.

I know Jack is a good boy,

but your parents trust me

to take care of you.

But a mile?

Promise me...

...you'll stay close.

I promise.

All right. You ready?

Remember to keep your

arms and your hands in.

Let's show these other guys

what a real sled dog can do.

OK?

All right.

Ready to go?

Try and stop us.

We might make it all

the way to the pass.

I was about to tell you, Jack.

I promised Grandpa

we would only go a mile.

It's your first time out.

If you're taking Buttercup,

I want you to stay close.

Buttercup?

Sure, no problem, Mr. Hale.

- OK.

- We'll be back safe.

We'll just have to make the run

a couple of times, OK?

Can you pull the hook

for me?

All right.

You're free to go.

Hike! Hike!

Go Buck!

They're really running.

I wish we could keep going.

Maybe I can talk Grandpa into

letting us go farther tomorrow.

Whoa, whoa!

Buck! Whoa!

Buck! Whoa! Whoa!

- Whoa! Buck, whoa!

- Stop it!

Buck, Ranger,

Sparks, Pepper! Whoa!

Are you OK?

I think so.

Are you?

I twisted my ankle.

Oh, no! It's gonna

take hours to untangle them.

Buck, come here.

Come here.

I need you to listen to me, OK?

I don't know what you were

chasing after back there

but I need you to listen,

all right?

I'm gonna unhook your harness,

so I can untangle all these lines, OK?

Stay!

Buck!

Buck! Come back!

- Where do you think he went?

- Back into the wild.

He'll come back.

He has too.

He'll come back, won't he?

Right now we have

bigger problems.

Like, how we're gonna

get out of here?

No service.

Should we be worried?

Wouldn't help any.

I mean, your grandpa

knows we're out here.

He'll come looking

sooner or later.

You can't tell him that

Buck ran off the trail.

Why not?

Because, he'll say

that Buck is too wild.

We'll just tell him

that it was my fault.

That I wanted to keep going.

It's cold.

Yeah.

Buck!

Hey, Buck!

Well, now...

What are you two doing

all the way out here?

We were running the sled.

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