Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Dog Days
Want to grab that?
I can't believe it's so crowded.
School isn't even out yet.
Maybe we should come back.
How about never?
That sound good?
A family swim
is a great way to kick off the summer.
Let's not forget, opening day is free!
I hate going in there.
Remember,
move fast and keep your eyes down.
Sorry. Excuse me.
Greg!
I'm going to see if I can get a good spot.
Watch Manny.
What? But...
Manny?
Manny, no!
Washing my hands.
No, no, no.
But I'm so close to getting...
Summertime is for real games,
not video games. Healthy stuff.
Like, let's see...
Swimming?
Time to sell some C.D.'s.
Are you kidding?
Rodrick,
you can't play your music that loud.
Lenwood?
Is that Lenwood Heath?
Mr. Heffley, it's good to see you.
Mrs. Heffley.
Hi.
So... you've changed.
I've been going to Spag Union Prep School.
You may remember
I was a bit of a troublemaker.
Nah.
You're cleaning all this up!
You hear me?
So, Spag Union,
what grade does that start?
Eighth grade, sir.
You're going into the eighth grade.
Cannonball!
It's good to see you, sir. Ma'am.
He called me "sir".
He used to be so cool. Like me.
Lded Diper.
Bubby, over here!
Greg, honey, go help your brother.
What's so funny?
I'm peeing!
I have one more week of school,
then it's summer vacation.
Which sounds great, but for me,
summer vacation is basically
a three-month guilt trip.
Just because the weather's nice,
everyone expects you
to be out all day frolicking.
But the truth is, I've always been
more of an indoor person.
To me, the perfect way to spend
summer vacation
is in front of the TV playing video games.
Unfortunately, my dad's idea of a perfect
summer is the opposite of mine.
The real problem is, me and my dad
have nothing in common.
But as long as I stay
one step ahead of him...
I think I have a shot at a fun summer.
Last day of school!
I know. It's kind of sad.
Sad? Are you crazy?
I'm going to play video games all summer.
It's going to be awesome.
There's one person I will miss.
Hey, guys!
Hi, Holly!
You'll see her when school starts again.
In three months?
A lot can happen in three months.
Hey, Holly. How was your summer?
Great! I got married.
You know my husband... Chirag.
Hello, Gregory.
Last period of the school year!
But it is still a school day, so...
open Discovering History to chapter 7.
It's the last day of school.
Like anyone brought their books.
Classic Greg Heffley.
I pity him.
Of course you're not prepared.
Mr. Draybick, I'd be honored
to share my book with Greg Heffley.
Fregley claims to wear a special cologne,
but everyone knows he just never washes.
That's great!
Rowley.
I need to make a connection
with Holly this summer.
I'm tired of being...
"friends".
What's wrong with being "friends"?
We're friends.
I'll get her to sign my yearbook.
She signs lots of yearbooks.
But when she signs mine, I'll ask her
to write her phone number, too.
Okay!
The rest of the class is free time.
Enjoy.
Hey, Holly.
What are you doing this summer?
Volunteering at the shelter,
building with Habitat for Humanity...
and giving tennis
lessons to little kids.
What about you?
He's going to get to the end
of Twisted Wizard 2 this summer!
If I have time
because of all the other stuff I'm doing.
Hey, can I sign your yearbook?
Yeah, sure.
You're only in seventh grade once.
That's not always true, by the way.
I think Andy Spitz
has been in seventh grade for four years.
And... why don't you write down
your phone number, too?
Okay.
Let's go!
Bye!
No!
Gregory!
Help me! Help me!
Would you sign my yearbook?
Of course!
Holly, you didn't finish writing...
Isn't that your brother?
Lded Diper's coming to rock
a town near you!
You're getting your yearbooks signed?
That is so cute.
What the heck?
Honey, Greg was sick on picture day.
Did you send in a photo of him
for the yearbook?
Yeah! I remembered!
That's Heather Hills.
Get in.
But I need to finish
signing Greg's yearbook.
News flash. I don't care.
Sorry.
But you didn't...
So... Heather.
I'm going on a world tour with my band.
If you're around,
I could comp you chicks some tickets.
- Let's go.
- Wait! Holly!
She was trying to act cool,
but I know she was into me.
"Rowley, you are so cute."
Cute's underlined three times!
"Stay cool. XOXO, Holly."
What did she write in yours?
"Have a great summer.
You're such a good... friend."
"Friend"?
Oh, man!
That's the kiss of death. "Friend".
That sucks!
Despite Rodrick's negative attitude,
I have very clear goals for the summer.
One, play video games.
Two, get together with Holly.
Or three, both at the same time.
Greg, you're an amazing gamer.
I know.
Our neighbors, the Warrens, have kids
that are the outdoorsy type.
That's okay, but...
my dad has this crazy idea
that physical exercise is normal.
Those guys are setting a bad example.
My dad has his eye on me,
so the key to a successful summer...
will be to stay one move ahead.
Those Warren boys
Our boys probably
won't even get up till noon.
I'm sorry. Did you say something?
What are you doing up?
It's the first day of vacation.
Did you think I'd just lie around all day?
Actually, that's exactly what I thought.
I can't find Manny's Tingy.
You know, it's probably time...
for him to move on
from that ratty old blanket anyway.
Manny was given Tingy
right after he was born.
Back then, Tingy was a fluffy blue blanket.
But now, it's a couple of pieces of yarn
held together with raisins and boogers.
You don't think he cares anymore?
I'm sure it'll turn up.
What?
Look at this garbage.
My dad and I don't agree on anything,
except for...
the comic Li'l Cutie. We both hate it.
But we can't stop reading it!
You're my BFF... Best Father Forever!
- It's not even a joke!
- I know.
Can we please focus?
We need to find Manny's Tingy.
I'm going to be late for work.
See you!
Vacation is on!
Greg.
Are you really going to sit inside
all day and play video games?
Hey, Dad.
Are you... sweating?
Yeah, I just finished up
some sports... playing.
How was your day?
Horrible! Manny still hasn't recovered
from losing Tingy.
Well, maybe it's for the best.
I think he should really move on.
Tingy!
Tingy! Oh, my gosh, honey,
you found your blanket!
This is great, but how
did it end up in the...
- Garbage?
- Frank?
Yeah?
You didn't.
I didn't...
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