Max Page #3

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Everything's outstanding, Pam.

Thank you.

Yeah, it's really good.

Now, you guys know this is overcooked.

I don't know what happened.

I've made it a hundred times.

I put it in and Mary called.

You know how she can get. And, um...

And I just forgot to take it out.

You having fun yet?

I'm so sorry.

Carmen, we lost our oldest son recently

and, um...

- Well...

- I'm really sorry.

Thank you.

Why don't you tell us

something about you?

How'd you get to be so good

working with dogs?

Um...

Well, my old ma...

My father used to raise pit bulls.

And my brother trains them, so...

Pit bulls?

Does he train them for dog fighting?

My brother rescues strays.

Well, you should see Carmen with Max.

And she's showing Justin how to work

with him too. He's really coming along.

I got it.

My goodness. Wow. Look at you, kid.

- All grown up. How you doing?

- Good.

Can I come in?

- Well...

- I hope it's okay I came by like this.

- I've been home for a couple of days.

- Good to see you.

Good to see you. Well...

I just... I wanted to tell you

how sorry I am.

- Glad to see you.

- Me too.

- You're back sooner than we expected.

- Yeah. Medical discharge.

Got shrapnel all up and down my back.

Got a few pieces lodged in my spine.

Man, makes us a couple

of beat-up old Marines, I guess.

I'm proud to be one alongside you.

You're back just in time for the 4th.

And I'd really like to have you

alongside me marching in the parade.

Doesn't it hurt?

All that metal in your back?

Yeah. Well, they got me on so many meds,

I hardly notice it. I'm sorry, you are?

This is Carmen, Justin's friend.

She's... You know what?

I know somebody else

who'll be glad to see you. Come on.

I'll put these in water in just a minute.

Here he is.

Max.

- Max, stay!

- Max!

- Stay! Stay! Stay.

- Easy, Max! Max!

Max! Easy. Easy, Max.

I can't believe Max did that, you know?

- I mean, after everything that you did with him.

- After everything we did.

- He's your dog.

- Whatever.

You know, dogs are usually

pretty good judges of character.

Then I guess Max likes me pretty well.

Yeah, well, even dogs can make mistakes.

Hey, are you gonna be

at the, bike park tomorrow?

Wouldn't you like to know?

Min! No, no, no.

Come on, girl. No!

Yo, Justin!

Justin, got more chores

for you when you're done.

- Yeah, come mow my lawn!

- After that, take my trash out!

Woo-hoo!

Right.

Okay, sit. Max, sit.

Max, you mess up now,

you're grounded for life. You understand?

My God. Come on, Max.

That's it? No tricks? Flips?

Well, how about you do it?

Hey, Max.

What are you doing off-leash?

You in a better mood today or something?

Yo, Justin, I was gonna call you,

but I didn't want to be calling your house.

Get a cell, join the 21st century.

Ooh. Look at you, girl,

making googly-eyes at that white boy.

- Being a traitor to your race.

- Mexican isn't a race, stupid.

Whoa. You shouldn't be

bringing him out like this.

Heard he tore up your brother's homie.

Had his teeth up at his throat like:

Chuy, sometimes I wish I could be you...

...so the world would seem so awesome

all the time.

It is awesome, B.

Y'all just got a bad attitude.

Crazy awesome things

are happening all the time.

- Yeah?

- Yo, Justin!

- We're hitting Cutter's Run.

- Yeah.

- Come on, man.

- I'll catch up in a second.

- You're gonna catch up to those guys?

- Yeah. Why not?

- What about Max?

- Try and keep up.

It looks like homegirl don't know

my boy Justin too good yet.

I know your boy has problems.

Chores are over, y'all!

Whoa. Aah!

- Yo, Justin, that's Cutter's Doom!

- What's Cutter's Doom?

Justin!

Whoo!

- Crazy white boy!

- What?

Even your dog has more sense than you.

I can't hear you.

Come down here and tell me.

Crazy, B! Justin...

Girl, that hurts.

Whoo!

Hey, Mom.

What... What's that?

Your father put it there while you were gone.

He does not want to argue with you about it.

Who's arguing?

Didn't want Max here in the first place,

remember?

Go on. Max. Max, you heard me. Go on.

Heh.

Max!

Max, it's okay. It's okay.

Easy. Easy, boy. Easy. Shh.

It's okay. Hey, hey, hey. It's okay.

It's okay. Easy. It's okay.

Hey. Come on. Come on. Come inside.

Easy.

Hey. Hey. Come on. Come on. Come on, Max.

Hey, let's go inside. Let's go inside.

Come on. Let's go inside.

Hey, shh, it's okay.

Max, hey. Hey, hey, Max.

Hey, Max. It's okay.

I'm coming in, Max. Okay?

I'm coming in. It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay. Easy, easy.

It's all right. It's all right. It's okay.

It's okay.

So we got 25 8-by-10 units

over here...

...and we got 20 6-by-12 units

over on the other side of the lot.

Running at about half capacity right now.

Hard times.

It's not much compared

to the uniform you're used to.

- I'll be proud to wear it.

- Yeah.

Tyler, the truth is

there's not much to this job.

I mean, especially for a young man

with your skill set.

You're gonna be bored out of your mind.

Thank you, sir,

but it doesn't mix with my meds.

Excitement's about the last thing I need.

Little boredom suits me just fine.

That's why I came to you about the job

in the first place.

- No offense intended.

- None taken.

So I heard your old man's

over there in Tucson these days.

- Yeah, he just finished a stint at state.

- Sorry about that.

Three squares a day,

the way he likes it.

You know, if you need a place to stay,

we can fix up that old spare room.

No. I'm crashing with some buddies. You've

already given me more than I deserve.

I just wish there was something

I could do for you in return.

Well, you know, maybe there is.

- I need to know.

- Know what, sir?

How my son died.

Sir, Kyle was the best friend

that I ever had, okay?

- He was the bravest Marine that I ever knew.

- Tyler.

We were out on that last patrol,

looking for a hajji cache of arms...

...and that's when it hit the fan.

RPGs going off, bullets flying, you

name it. It was like hell on earth.

- And, well, sir, the dog lost it.

- The dog?

Yes, sir. You know how Kyle was,

he was trying to keep him calm...

...when he should have been taking cover.

Then it went for him,

made him lose control of his weapon.

The next thing I knew Kyle was hit.

The dog come at me next, some of the guys

came in and stopped me from doing...

...what I should have did.

I'm so sorry.

Sir.

- You did the best you could.

- Thank you, sir.

I appreciate it.

Well, I'd just as soon be alone now.

Come on, Max.

Let's you and me get in the truck.

Come on. Come on!

Don't make me do this here, Max.

- Dad.

- Go back in the house, Justin.

What are you doing with that gun?

This dog turned on your brother

and got him killed.

- Says who?

- Tyler. He was there.

Dad, Max wouldn't do that.

Justin, you don't know anything

about this animal.

I knew Kyle.

Kyle would not have put

his buddies' lives on the line...

...by taking point with a dog

he couldn't trust.

Ray. What is going on out here?

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