Marley & Me: The Puppy Years Page #2
- PG
- Year:
- 2011
- 86 min
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Thanks.
Maybe I'll do that.
Come on.
Just don't get any ideas
about beating us.
Come on.
What do you think,
Marley?
[ Murmurs ]
Yeah. youse a good dog.
Yeah.
Hey, tubby?
[ Male Voice ] What?
I hear someone.
Why don't you stop feeding
your face and see who it is.
Why don't you get off
your lazy butt
and see for yourself?
'Cause I'm sunbathing.
Well. I'm snacking.
Okay. fine. I'll go.
Maybe it's somebody cool.
Wait a minute.
I want to see.
You know, they're probably
oat back here.
Oh. [ Chuckles ]
There they are.
[ Bodi Chuckles ]
Who's he?
Don't know.
Hiya.
Hi. guys. Hey, pap.
[ Chuckles ]
So what do you say,
Mrs. Crouch?
[ Sniffing ]
I could pick them up
in the morning for training.
Uh, what are you doing?
I smell Spam. Mmm!
[ Chuckles ]
Wow. Youre good.
No, he's just
obsessed with meat.
It sounds like this competition
might be just what
your puppies need.
Well, I guess I don't see
any harm in them joining
your agility team.
- Awesome.
- And I gotta wear this thing
- We're gonna be a team?
- What?
I'm not teaming up
with that woof.
Hes a total goob.
No, he's not.
Uh, hello. I'm right here.
Sorry, bro.
My name is Moose.
You know, like the dorky,
furry beast.
And that's
my annoying sister
Fuchsia.
I'm Marley,
like the reggae singer.
''Yah, man.''
Who da man? You da man.
- We're jammin'!
- Oh, brother.
You're Marley da man.
You're Moose da man.
Whoo-hoo!
[ Groans ]
I think I'm gonna toss my biscuits.
[ Marley ]
We be jammin', man!
[ Man ] Taylor's got to
get through the tire,
hurdles. teeter-totters-
What am I looking at here?
It's the Ultimate Puppy
Championship I told you about.
Marley, off.
National competition-
Isn't this cool?
And the winner gets
a huge sponsorship.
[ Grandpa ]
Well. that sounds good.
...thirty-five seconds.
I was thinking if I could train
Marley for this competition,
then Mom would let me
get my own dog.
Well, that's a lot of work.
You make a commitment.
you're gonna have to see it through.
I will.
[ Bell Dings ]
Dinner.
Can I...
build a practice course
in the backyard?
Sure. After you finish
your chores.
What chores?
Hey, wrinkled guy!
I'm on the couch!
I can do that!
...making it that much
more difficult.
In the dive competition,
a dog will do anything-
I'm so agile,
I will stupefy you!
Whoa! Oops!
[ Whimpering ]
[ Whining. Whimpering ]
[ Whimpering Continues ]
Sorry, Marley.
Grandpa says you have to
sleep in here.
[ Whimpers ]
It's only a little thunder
and lightning.
[ Whimpers ]
Works every time.
[ Bodi Laughing ]
[ Barks ]
Shh! Keep it down.
Grandpa's got
Spider-Man hearing.
No dogs on the bed.
No worries. I got this.
[ Whimpering ]
Time to man up, pap.
[ Whimpers ]
[ Grunting ]
My work is done here!
Now I'm thirsty.
Bingo.
[ Grunting ]
[ Snoring ]
mm?
Nice!
Marley! Hey!
Marley, what are you doing
on the bed?
You're all wet!
Hey. What's with the face?
an early-morning splatter.
He's a marine, isn't he?
They're used to getting wet.
[ Groans ]
[ Shouts ]
Help me!
[ Screaming ]
Marley!
I'll be oat mowing the lawn.
[ Chattering ]
Hey. Are you
throwing that oat?
[ Pop ]
[ Barks ]
[ Woman ]
I see you just about
every other day
- [ Whimpers ]
- Sometimes you look at me
- Whoa!
- At times you turn away
- I think it's kind of cute
- [ Whimpers ]
This little game
that you play
[ Grunting ]
Just about to
change your world
What you have been
looking for
- [ Barks ]
Just about to
change your world
Yeah
Hey.
What's this?
I thought you were building
that agility course.
I am.
How? By remote control?
Come on.
You gotta finish
what you started.
[ Murmurs ]
Hmm?
[ Whimpers ]
[ Murmurs ]
[ Whimpers ]
Duct tape.
[ Grunts ]
Is that a beaver?
I think it's a chipmunk.
No, it's our future.
Tire jump.
- Teeter-totter, weave poles,
walk-over. jump--
- [ All Whimpering ]
Tunnel.
[ Laughs ]
Well, team,
who wants to go first?
Whoa!
mm?
[ Sighs ]
[ Murmuring ]
[ Barks ]
Weill, go ahead and say it.
Your dead chipmunk
is squashing my azaleas.
Anything else?
Yeah. You didn't finish
the lawn, and you forgot
to make your bed.
Other than that,
it was a good effort.
Okay then.
Come on, guys.
You want to see
something cool?
Sure!
[ Barks ]
- What?
- You call that making a bed?
Now that's how you make a bed.
Stupid to make the bed
if I'm just gonna
mess it up again.
[ Grandpa ]
I heard that.
[ Sighs ]
[ Murmurs ]
What is it?
Don't know.
Whatever it is,
it's not edible.
I've already tried.
[ All Gasp ]
Whoa! Whoa!
[ Fuchsia ]
Aaah! My fur!
[ Grunting ]
Mmm!
[ Marley ] Go ahead, Moose.
I dare you to look
through there.
- Hmm.
- [ Fuchsia ]
Moose, what are you doing?
- What's over there?
- Let me see.
My name is Cat!
Cat!
[ Farts ]
Ew!
- [ Coughing ]
- [ Groans ]
Sorry.
[ Sniffing ]
Oh, oh!
You did not blow
that nasty in my-
[ Coughing ]
Let's book!
Yeah. it's stinky
over there!
Sorry, gays!
Cats give me gas!
Oh. That's just great.
mm?
- [ Groans ]
- Ooh. Not good.
in over our heads
with this competition.
[ Dog Whimpers,
Murmurs ]
Is he bailing on us?
Sounds like it.
No way.
Bodi's not a quitter.
See? He came back
to clean up.
Hey, come on, guys.
Let's help him.
Check this out!
This could be us and Bodi
with the trophy!
Whoa!
Could it really?
Cool!
[ Whimpering, Barking ]
Hey. You've already
had breakfast.
''ans von Weiselberger
and the Woof Gang,
reigning
Ultimate Puppy Champions.''
Yeah. Would have
been great. but-
[ Marley Whimpering ]
[ All Whimpering ]
I tried, guys.
It's not gonna happen.
Hey.
What's all this?
Complete failure.
I can't train Marley.
I can't even build
a stupid coarse.
Well, maybe you're trying
to do too much.
Mom does like
perfectly.
She wasn't always perfect,
you know.
She wasn't?
No, not even close.
I remember when
she was your age,
she wanted a hamster.
Mom had a hamster?
Yeah. I think
his name was Ernie.
[ Laughs ]
Ernie.
But first she had to
prove that she could
take care of him,
and believe me,
she had a terrible time.
You know how hard it is
to train a hamster?
[ Chuckles ]
Probably not as hard
as these gays.
[ Chuckles ]
Don't give up, son.
I think Marley's
a lot smarter
than a hamster.
Yeah, he is.
I think you can do it.
Thanks, Grandpa.
All right.
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