Cool Dog Page #2
- PG
- Year:
- 2010
- 88 min
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loves chicken.
Sure. Fine.
Stay there.
Okay.
[whimpering]
Come on, Rainy.
Come on. Let's go.
All right, now,
put him in there.
Could I have
a minute with him?.
[sighs]
Make it quick!
[sighs]
Guess this is where
you'll be staying
for now, boy.
[sighs]
[whimpering]
[melancholy music]
I'm so sorry, Rainy.
I'll miss you so much.
[whimpering]
But, I'll check in, okay?.
Here.
This is where we're going.
It's New York City.
Here's our address.
In case you ever
wanna come to visit
us. Okay?.
And I'm also
leaving this with you.
So, you can play
your favorite song
[whimpering]
Well, I guess that's it.
[whimpering]
I'll see you again soon.
[whimpering]
I love you, Rainy.
Bye.
[whimpering]
You okay, sport?.
[melancholy music]
(Dad)
Off we go.
(announcer over speakers)
All passengers
to New York City
the train will leave
from Platform Five
in ten minutes.
All passengers
to New York City,
ten minutes.
[train horn]
[lively music]
(Laura)
Look at this. Park A venue,
Rockefeller Center,
Grand T erminal shopping.
This is really
so exciting,
isn't it, boys?.
Well, our lives
are about to change
for the better.
Hey. I got
a surprise for you.
Season tickets
for the Yankees.
I love you, Jimmy.
You're gonna have
to trust me on this.
Come on.
Try and cheer up, son.
I thought we were
near TriBeCa.
Laura's right, Dad.
It looks terrible.
Maybe we should
find a new place.
One that
allows dogs.
Well, it's probably
nice inside.
Come on, let's
check it out.
(Laura)
I thought all
New York apartments
had elevators.
Apparently not, dear.
Maybe we should
go back home.
[angry]
This is home
now, Jimmy!
[door creaking]
Who are you?.
We're the Warners.
We're moving in
to apartment 12.
Oh, yeah.
[crunch]
This is
my wife, Laura.
I'm Muriel.
This is Reuben.
[playful music]
Hm. Pleasure.
This is
our son, Jimmy.
We didn't
know there would
be children.
Well, it is
in the paperwork.
(Muriel)
Oh?
Hey.
So it is.
What'd you say
your name was again?.
Jimmy.
(Muriel)
Jimmy, are you
a good boy?
Yeah.
You'd better be.
(Muriel)
Reuben will show
you the apartment.
(Jimmy)
Excuse me.
I was just wondering
if you allow pets.
(Muriel)
Pets?
Absolutely not.
Why?.
Have you got a pet?.
Y eah. A dog. Rainy.
That lease clearly
states, in red ink--
We didn't bring him
with us.
Well good. 'Cause we
don't permit 'em.
Dogs is
filthy animals. Mm-hm.
And dangerous.
Yeah.
Well, Rainy's really clean.
And he won't bite anybody.
He's the best dog
in the whole world.
He really is a good dog.
(Muriel)
Listen to me.
The only
thing worse than dogs
is precocious little kids.
Unfortunately, the law
forbids me from keepin'
them out.
Reuben, show them
the unit!
Right this way.
Come on, come on.
Oh, I gotta fix that.
Wow.
Hey, boy.
I got my eye
on you, boy.
[suspense music]
I'm watching!
I better not
see no animals
on these premises.
[several animal noises]
[whimpering]
[gasps and chuckles]
[cackling]
[Rainy groaning
to the rap]
Wait, what do we
have here?.
[rap music on earphones]
[whimpering]
Hey, hey.
Now, you won't
be needing this
now, will you?.
[barking]
[lively, playful music]
Let me outta here! hey!
[shouting]
Hey, man. Hey.
[barking]
Stop. Over here,
you mangy mutt. Ugh.
[playful music]
You can't
protect him, horse.
Move outta my way.
[trumpets]
[train horn sound]
[mooing and pounding sounds]
[loud mooing]
Holy cow.
Holy cow, man.
[mooing]
You don't wanna hurt,
no, you don't wanna
hurt nobody
Come on, you,
you're a loving animal.
Peaceful by nature, peaceful.
Ugh!
[bull mooing]
Oh!
[loud thump]
[farting]
[Charlie coughing]
Oh, yuck.
What did you eat,
you stupid bull?.
[playful music]
Come on.
No funny business.
Just give me my hat.
I'm just needing--
[spitting]
Ugh!
[bleating]
Come on. Ugh.
[suspense music]
[spitting]
[shouting]
What?.
Why me?.
No, nobody makes
a fool 'a me.
Now come back here,
you slow down.
It's not fair.
[crowing]
[several animal noises
echoing with circus music]
[shouting]
Oh, little puppy.
Here, puppy.
Here, scoundrel.
Come here, nice dog.
Come out, come out
wherever you are.
Ugh!
[chirping]
Stop laughing.
[barking]
[laughing hysterically]
You think you can get away
from me that easy, do you?.
You got nowhere
to go. I'm gonna
teach you a lesson
you won't soon forget.
[barking]
Ah!
[burps]
[Rainy, groaning]
No, no.
Stay away from--
Yeah, that's right. Run.
Run like the scared
little animal you are.
Oh. Oh.
[lively music]
[man whistling]
[man whistling]
[whistling]
[starts engine]
[whimpering]
[groaning]
What-- Oh!
[train horn]
Hey. You can't
come in here.
T ake it easy, boy.
(policeman)
He's heading
for the train yard, let's go!
(policeman 2)
Come back here!
[blowing whistle]
[panting and huffing]
[train horn]
Hey, look
what we
have here.
Looks like we got
another one of us
on board, boys.
Hey, I'm Derek.
Nice to meet you.
Welcome aboard.
This here is Jojo.
Hello.
This is Clive.
[whimpering]
(Derek)
Glad to be on board.
[train horn]
Gotcha now, Derek.
[playful music]
It's been a long time.
It don't look good.
That's for sure. I'm
in a corner, old boy.
What do you think?.
[Rainy, whimpering]
Hey, what's goin' on?.
He's giving me
some ideas.
That mutt?.
[chuckles]
If you figure a way
to get outta this,
I'll give him my dinner.
[chuckles]
[whimpering]
[Derek, laughing]
What a move!
(Clive)
That can't be.
Looks like we got
another guest for dinner.
(homeless men)
# Well, I come from Alabama
With a banjo on my knee #
# I'm going to Louisiana
My true love for to see #
# It rained all day
The night I left
The weather it was dry #
# The sun so hot
# Suzanna don't
You cry, whoo #
# Oh, Suzanna
Don't you cry for me #
# I come from Alabama
With a banjo on my knee #
# I had a dream
The other night
When everything was still #
# I thought I saw Suzanna
Coming up the hill #
# The buckwheat cake
Was in her mouth
The tear was in her eye #
# Says I'm coming
From the South
Suzanna don't you cry #
# Oh, Suzanna
Don't you cry for me #
[school bell]
Hey, you're
the new guy. Right?.
I'm Billy and these
are the Koolz,
with a K and a Z.
Hi. I'm Jimmy.
So where are
you from, Jimmy?.
Eagle Rock, Louisiana.
Hm. Of course,
small town.
So let me fill you in
on how things work
around here.
You need to pay
not to get hurt.
What?.
Got any
lunch money left?.
No.
That's too bad.
Ow!
[suspense music]
See what I mean?.
No money, big hurt.
Better have some lunch
money for us tomorrow, Jimmy.
(girl)
Hey, guys.
Leave him alone.
You are all bullies.
Ain't that cute?
Jimmy's girlfriend
is protecting him.
I 'm not his girlfriend.
But I am telling on you
if you don't leave.
Boo!
Come on guys. Let's leave
the lovebirds alone.
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