Diary of a Wimpy Kid: Dog Days Page #2

know...

that it meant that much to him anymore.

How could you?

- Good morning.

- Morning!

Congratulations, player,

all your hard work has paid off.

You're now a Level Nine Necromancer!

You played video games all day.

Me?

No. I've been playing sports.

That's it! No more video games

for the rest of the summer!

You can't do that!

Oh, yeah, I can! I will! I am!

I'm unplugging it!

Does the DVD or the cable box go into...

Does the DVD player go into the cable...

You think this is funny?

It's amusing.

Well, then how about no video games and...

no television for the rest of the summer?

Does that make you laugh?

Dad, no!

I stopped laughing!

Guess who's the laugher now?

Me! I'm the laugher!

I'm the laughingest laugher

that ever laughed!

Funny stuff!

I'm going to work on my battle diorama.

Frank!

What are you doing? First Tingy,

and now Greg's video games?

General Lee isn't going to paint himself.

This is important.

You can't take away everything

they love and disappear downstairs.

You need to get to Greg's level

and really engage with him.

Find an activity you both enjoy.

What are we going to do,

play Twisted Warlock all day?

I hate to say it, but we have absolutely

nothing in common.

What Greg needs is a role model.

Someone he can look up to.

Sit down and talk with him.

I do, but he doesn't listen to me.

Trust me, hanging out together

is no fun for either of us.

You always complain that your father

never spent enough time with you

when you were young.

Now you're doing the same thing.

Be the father you wish

your father had been.

You're right.

I should put in more time.

That didn't sound good.

Rise and shine!

It's Saturday!

We get to spend the whole day together!

You know...

it takes a while to get here

and it's an effort to get the boat out...

but this is what it's all about.

You and me,

spending quality time together.

Okay, buddy, hand me some bait.

Well...

we should think about getting back.

As bad as this was...

Mom's idea of a good summer activity

was even worse.

I'm so glad...

you all decided to become founding

members of the Reading Is Fun Club!

So...

let's share the books you brought.

I'm not so sure these

qualify as literature.

How about I get some real books?

Classics.

Something to stimulate your minds.

I'll be right back!

Thank you so much, Gregory,

for making the summer a time

to study and write book reports.

You think I want to do this?

My summer's turned into a nightmare!

You should come with me

to the country club!

It's really fun

and you get to be outside all day.

Ta-da.

Let's get this party started! Oh, yeah!

What am I gonna do? I want to call Holly,

but the number's no good!

Only the last two numbers are missing.

That means there's only

100 different numbers it could be.

I've got it!

I'll call every number

it could be until I get the right one!

Hello? Freggers speaking.

Hello? Pickup or delivery?

This is Brad.

This is the coach.

Coach Malone?

Who is this?

Don't tell him, Greg.

Greg? Greg who?

Okay, listen up, "Greg".

I don't know who you are...

but if you call again,

I'll reach through the phone...

So far, this is shaping up

to be the worst summer ever.

Come on!

We'll be late for the Battle of Phillipi!

Dad's really into Civil War reenactments,

which are basically...

a bunch of grown men dressed

as soldiers running around in muddy fields.

I didn't get to carry a gun.

I had the honor of being bugle boy.

We re-enactors pride ourselves

on being completely authentic.

Ronnie...

carved his own buttons

out of black rubber.

And Artie... his underwear,

made out of horsehair.

What are you doing?

It's spring, 1861!

We're trying to outflank Porterfield's

armies! There's no video games! Come on!

Okay, okay.

All right. Now, the deciding factor...

the reason we win this battle...

is we hold the element of surprise.

No, we need the element of surprise!

- That kid ruined everything!

- Let's get him!

Where are you going?

It's a reenactment! We won!

Hey, Greg.

I can't make it to the book club.

My mom's taking me to the country club.

She said I could invite you.

No, thanks.

Let's crack open Little Women

and see what's up with the girls.

I'll be right over!

We're going to have so much fun!

If you say so.

Up!

Up! Up!

Up! Come on!

Davey, you call that a push-up?

- Hello, Mrs. Jefferson.

- Hi, Amy.

Crowded today?

The nice weather really brought people out.

Amy wasn't kidding!

It is crowded today.

This is crowded?

Care for a smoothie?

- They bring stuff to you?

- Yes, they do.

Sorry!

I guess I do like being outside...

when I'm outside at a country club.

- It's Holly Hills!

- She's always here.

She's a member.

And you didn't think maybe

you should tell me that?

Now it's step... swing... catch it up high.

Bye! And remember,

work on your forehand.

- Hey, Holly.

- Hey, guys!

I thought you were going to call me.

I was going to,

but... then I realized I'd see you here.

So, what are you up to?

I'm helping the tennis coach.

I give lessons to little kids.

That's so weird. We're all about tennis!

Cool! We should play sometime.

Actually, I've never played...

We'd love to play!

What about tomorrow at eleven?

Eleven's perfect.

- See you tomorrow!

- Tomorrow it is!

And that's how you improve your summer.

No, no.

More. More. Oh, come on, Manny!

Hi, Mom.

Somebody looks like they actually had fun.

Hello!

Hello.

- Just the guy I'm looking for.

- Me?

My office is offering a summer internship.

And I signed you up for it!

- What's an internship?

- Well...

You'll come to my office every day...

but you'll have your own responsibilities.

It's like a job.

- Do I get paid?

- No.

You got me a non-paying job?

You can be work buddies!

How long till we go home?

We got here eight minutes ago!

It sounds really great, but...

This is awkward.

It's just that... I already got a job.

What? You got a job?

Yeah!

Rowley invited me to the country club...

and I saw a "Help Wanted" sign.

I went to the manager and he hired me.

He said he liked my pluck.

Wait.

You actually got a job?

Yeah. But I can call and tell him

I can't if you want me...

No, no! That's fantastic!

Can you believe it, Susan?

- Our son got himself a job!

- I know.

Somebody around here

actually did something.

It's great!

I think we should tell her

we've never played tennis.

We played Ultimate Tennis

on the Wii, it's the same thing.

Hi, guys.

Hi, Holly!

Jinx!

Oh, no. What is she doing here?

- Should we start with a rally?

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