Snow Dogs Page #3

is in two weeks.

There's hundreds of people.

TV crews come around.

It's going to be fun.

Look, I like you.

If you're ever in Miami,

look me up.

My number's on all the buses.

Wait! Stop!

I know who your father is.

Hold it, hold it.

What now?

His name is

James Johnson.

Whoa-whoa!

Relax, relax...

You can do this.

Good...

Ow!

I hate the snow.

Well, well

lookie here.

Come to sell me

them dogs?

You?

You're James Johnson?

I don't much like

people calling me James.

What...

You're white.

Will you look at that!

Do you know who I am?

Yeah.

You're the fella that's going

to sell me those dogs.

No.

I'm your son.

Well, so, how much

you want for them?

You knew?

You knew the whole time,

and you didn't say anything?

I don't see any good coming

from dredging up

ancient history.

Is that what I am?

Ancient history?

I tell you

what I'm going to do.

I can go up to $300 for the lot.

The dogs?

Don't you think

of anything else?

You got no business with them.

I mean, they're special animals.

They need to be taken care of.

You're a real piece of work.

You know

I don't believe

we're related.

There must be some mistake

because you are

definitely not my father!

Well, tell you

the truth

I don't much give a hoot

one way or the other.

All I'm saying is that

you don't belong here.

I'm sure you've got

a nice, little

condominium someplace

with a remote control

colour TV

and a nice electric blanket.

So, why don't you pack up

your big city butt

and go back there.

No.

I'm not going anywhere.

You are a stubborn fool.

No, you're the stubborn fool!

You must have something wrong

with that head.

No, you got something

wrong with your head!

No, you got something wrong

with your head!

No, you got

something wrong in your head!

No, you got something wrong

with your head.

Oh, well,

you know what they say.

The apple doesn't fall far

from the tree, Jack.

Or should I call you Father?

Or how about Papa?

Or maybe even Daddy-o.

I don't belong here?

I'll show him.

I'll be a mush master.

A regular Sled Doggy Dogg!

Just watch me, man.

Dr. Brooks speaking.

Ted...

I promised myself

I wasrt going to bother you

but we thought

you'd be home by now.

Is everything all right?

Everything's fine.

So, how's Alaska?

Basically, everything's white...

including my father!

Ma? Are you still there?

Are you sure?

Sure, I'm sure.

Well, that explains

why you were always so crazy

about that Michael Bolton.

This has gone on

long enough, Teddy.

I am coming up there.

You're terrified of flying...

Rupert!

Get off the phone!

I'm not on the phone!

When are you coming home?

You know, your mother's

worried sick about you.

Rupert, off!

Teddy, I'll be right there.

No, I don't need your help.

I'll handle this by myself.

I got to go. Slump's done.

Never, ever underestimate

Theodore Brooks

D.D.S.!

Bad dog!

Bad dog!

Get back!

Bad doggy!

Bad dog! Bad doggy!

Whoo!

Who made it in the tree, dog?!

Who made it

in the tree?!

That's right! That's right!

You can't climb!

You don't know

what time it is!

Get over here!

How you like that?

Oh, that's cold.

I hope your pee-pee freeze up.

Yeah, that's right, go inside!

This ain't over!

This is only

round one!

You're going to wish

you never met me! You might...

Ooh! Ooh!

You having fun

with that doggy?

You know what

your problem is?

See, Demors got it in his head

that he's the alpha dog.

You've got to show him

who's boss!

Bite him in the ear!

I am not putting any part

of that dog in my mouth.

Suit yourself.

Any musher

will tell you the same.

Oh, you're a musher?

Are you kidding?

I'm the only man ever

to win the Arctic Flame

three years running.

Congratulations.

Yeah, well, it is kind of

a strange award.

It goes to the person

who comes in last.

In Miami, three-time

losers go to prison.

Forget it...

rest rooms are for customers

only!

Out of my way, girlie!

Yah!

Hi.

James Johnson.

Were you being coy, or is that

some sick Alaskan mind game?

I'm sorry.

I swore to Lucy I wouldn't tell

a soul about Thunder Jack.

I just

didn't want

to see you leave like that.

Bring it home!

Whoa, there.

Come on, whoa!

Good boy.

Excuse me.

It's time

for round two.

All right, Nana, if there's

any trouble, you back me up.

Oh, Jack!

I got something for you.

Mr. Thunder?

Look, maybe we started off

on the wrong foot.

Huh.

Listen, I know this

can't be easy for you.

It's not for me.

I had to show up

on your doorstep

after so many years

and I got so many questions...

I can go to four.

Excuse me?

I can go to $400, but that's it.

See, it's mainly Demon

that I want.

This is not

about the dogs!

Look, Jack!

Got in your new shipment

of blue cheese.

Oh...

Danish, right?

Oh, yeah.

Nothing crumbles like Danish.

I never seen a man

who could eat

as much cheese as you do.

They ought to call you

Monterey Jack.

Nobody can eat as much cheese

as I can.

Hey.

Hey, no, hey.

- Mmm...

- Hey, give me

that cheese.

I'll show you

eating cheese!

Give me that cheese.

Come on,

give me that cheese

or somebody's going

to get hurt.

All right.

Let's get down to business.

You are not equipped

to keep those dogs.

They're not city dogs.

They're athletes...

they have to run

they have to get

those hearts pounding

otherwise, they go loco.

Loco?

So...

show me how to run them.

Yeah, we could teach

each other.

I need to learn to mush,

and you need to learn to floss.

Come on, Jack.

We need a father-

and-son activity.

Father and what?

Sure... can't you see

the resemblance?

Oh, yeah.

Yoo-hoo... Demon.

Ha... oh!

You want a piece of me?

Huh? You want some

of that?

What? What's my name?

You want a piece of me?

Come get it!

Come get it...

This was not a good idea!

Oh!

Who's the alpha dog now?!

Whoa!

Okay, "Place your feet

on runners

keeping your weight centered..."

blah, blah, blah, all right.

Okay, just like a jet-ski

with fur.

Hey!

Stop that. Hey!

Hey, knock it off.

Stop it.

Hey, how are you going to pull

if you're this way?

You got to look that...

Come on, buddy.

Hey.

Hi.

I thought

we could go

for a picnic up on the mountain.

Sorry. Can't.

I'm mushing today.

See you.

You now, it's not something

you just learn overnight.

Hey, it's in my blood.

First off... you have to

step on the gang line

before you cross over.

All right.

Okay, this is all wrong.

You have Mack

next to Scoop...

that's a definite no-no.

Mack always runs best

when he's next to Diesel.

Okay.

See, I got your problem now.

I know what your problem is.

Can you hold that?

Yeah. Hi, sweetie.

All right, that's good.

And Yodel and Sniff over there

are fine where you got them...

they're your wheel dogs.

They're not exactly

the sharpest tools in the shed

but they'll push or pull

anything you give them.

Look... twins.

- All right.

- Okay.

What do we do

with this guy?

Girl.

This is Duchess.

Scoop over there has got

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