Rock Dog Page #2

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for up and coming musicians?

ANGUS:
Play your guts

out and-- and never stop.

Even when your dad says,

"Stop!" Don't stop.

(humming softly)

- Dad?

- Hmm-mmm.

Got some great news for you.

- Got some fabulous news.

- Mm-hmm.

I've decided to become a musician.

(gasps) What. Where'd you...

Did you break into the...

(groans)

My son, the thief.

I-- I know. I'm sorry, but see,

there's this guy named Angus!

And he was telling me

about Rock 'n' Roll Park,

and finding my band.

And it was, like, the answer

to the question of my life, Dad!

- Do you understand?

- Now I'm gonna have to get a new lock.

Like those things grow on trees

around here.

If you could feel what I'm feeling. Here.

(guitar music playing)

Stop that. Now. Bodi.

That's enough.

Hand it over. Give me the...

-(grunting)

- Bodi! Give me that! Give me...

Come here!

(objects clattering)

Hand it to me!

(grunting)

(guitar music continues)

(door closes)

You're not gonna be a musician, Bodi!

You're gonna be a guard.

Now, when you've come to your senses,

you're going to march down here

and you're going to hand over

that noisemaker,

and we're going to pretend

this never happened! Agreed?

I'll take your silence as a yes.

(guitar music playing)

Whoo! Yeah!

Uh-huh!

Yeah!

(exclaims, laughs)

I like it loud I like it tight

I like them banging

on the beat all night

(Bodi whooping)

That's the way that I like it

That's the way that I like it

That's the way that I like

my rock and roll

That's the way that I like it

Hey, he's not bad, huh?

I think they call folks like him

"savants."

And it's going to lead

to trouble sooner or later.

My guess is sooner.

(scatting)

I like the bear barking up on top

Beat of the rhythm like

it's never gonna stop

(trails off)

(growls softly) That boy is really

starting to steam my clams.

Say, isn't he old enough to take the post?

Yeah he is, Floyd,

but he just doesn't take it seriously.

Not since that thing fell out of the sky.

Now it's all rock this and roll that.

- And some guy named Dingus.

- Yeah,

I guess I was a little like that

at his age.

Had no interest in being a barber.

Had my heart set on astrophysics.

That is until my dad

showed me... The Book.

- The Book?

- Hang on a sec.

The Book.

Real pictures of what can happen

if sheep go too long without grooming.

KHAMPA:
Huh... Huh!

(Khampa gasps)

- Tell me when you've seen enough.

-(exclaims)

Yep, one look at this scared me straight.

I began my apprenticeship the next day

and never looked back.

"Scared straight." Huh.

Maybe that's what Bodi needs.

- Hey, you wanna borrow The Book?

- No, Floyd.

I think I've got a better idea.

(guitar music playing)

KHAMPA:
Bodi!

Bodi! Open this door, son!

-(Bodi grunting)

-KHAMPA:
Oh, no, you don't!

BODI:
I can't help it, Dad.

The music's in me. It's in me!

Angus says it's like a fever

that takes hold and never lets you go.

You disappoint me, son.

Okay, this is your post.

Get used to it. See you at dawn.

- Sunrise?

- Yes! Dawn! Sunrise!

First thing in the morning!

- End of the night! Come on!

- Oh. Okay.

(sighs)

(laughing)

(static crackles)

Ow!

(static crackles)

Ow! (laughs)

(both laughing)

Fellas, come on, knock it off.

-SHEEP:
Wolf!

-(sheep 2 shrieks) Wolf!

KHAMPA:
Shh. Settle down guys,

it's me. It's me!

-See?

-(sheep panting)

Why are you dressed up like a wolf?

Wow, seriously?

You've all forgotten the plan?

I specifically picked you three

because you're

the best and the brightest.

- Yeah, for sheep.

- Aah!

All right, just put these on.

SHEEP:
Hey, look.

- Wolf's eating my head.

-(laughing)

KHAMPA:
There's nothing funny about that.

Okay, Bodi's in position.

On my signal,

we give him the scare of his life.

That was the signal.

(sheep panting)

(all grunting, screaming)

(growling, gnawing)

(guitar music playing)

- (groans)

- Huh? Oh!

Wolf! (gasping)

Wolf! Wolf! (screaming)

KHAMPA:
Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Guys! It's me!

(sheep group screaming)

The wolves are coming!

The wolves are coming!

Shut your windows!

Lock your doors!

Wolf!

(grunting, screaming)

BODI:
Everybody, listen up!

The wolves are coming!

(sheep screaming)

(groans)

(sheep screaming)

Get outta there, you chowderhead!

Come here!

- Take that, you ding-busted wolf!

- Aah!

The wolves!

They're here! They're coming!

-SHEEP 1:
Help.

-SHEEP 2:
Help. Help. Please, help.

Stay back. I'm dangerous.

(grunts)

SHEEP 1:
Please help!

(sheep screaming)

No!

(sheep exclaiming)

(grunting)

(gasps)

(fireworks crackling)

(shuddefing, panting)

Well, all things considered,

it could have been a lot worse.

- Oh, yeah.

- Yeah, kind of embarrassing,

getting fooled by those

cockamamie wolf getups. (laughs)

Where'd Khampa get the notion

to do a crazy thing like that, anyway?

Hello, Khampa. How's things?

(growls softly)

Shot of wheatgrass, Sam.

(groans)

Ah, heck, make it a double.

(glasses clink)

You want to talk about it?

Don't pin this one on me, Fleet.

If he'd been doing his job

guarding the village...

I thought that was your job.

Well, yeah, it is my job,

but I wasn't doing my job.

(exhales loudly)

I think you've established that.

Bodi isn't you. He wants to go.

Well, that's just crazy talk.

Who else is gonna guard this place

after I'm gone?

From what? The wolves?

Maybe you're sitting up there waiting

for something that's never coming back.

What if they do, Fleet?

Okay, what if they do?

You think Bodi's gonna be able

to protect the village?

He is who he is.

He's looking for his own paradise.

(sighs)

BODI:
Dad?

Just wanted to let

you know I'm ready to...

What's this?

Go to the city.

But if you fail, you come back.

And you never speak of music again.

Okay.

(sighs quietly)

Well, keep those shears sharp, Floyd.

Come back and see us sometime, huh?

- Hey.

- Carl. Stay clean.

- Put 'er there, Bodi.

- Ow! (laughs)(laughs)

(static crackles)

(laughs)

You got me good, Steve.

I'm really gonna miss that.

I um... I got a little something for you.

Now where'd I put it'?

SHEEP:
Nice!

FLEETWOOD:
This is your life.

Make it a happy one.

(wind whooshing)

(sheep group) Bye!

See you later, Bodi.

(exhales deeply)

RIFF:
I think I got something!

Hey, Skozz! Get Linnux on the line!

(panting)

That's right. Both kneecaps.

Yeah, really give it to him.

Okay, gotta go. Bye, Mom.

(phone beeps)

Can we get a red cord

to go with the red phone?

Come on!

Riff, you're bothering me.

We got movement up here!

One of the mastiffs is heading out.

What? A mastiff is leaving Snow Mountain?

(gasps)

(glass shatters)

(Riff over phone)

I think it's the big guy's kid.

I hate the big guy.

What about the rest of the army?

Uh, checking.

Checking. Checking. Checking.

No, nothing. They're staying put.

You want us to take this guy out?

-'Cause I'll take this guy out.

-LINNUX:
(over phone) No.

- It'll be done in two seconds.

-LINNUX:
No.

Okay. Whoa, whoa!

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