The Making of 'A Goofy Movie' Page #2
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- 1995
- 26 min
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- It's okay. Really.
- Um, I-I liked your dance.
- Yeah.
Yeah? Yeah, it's from
Powerline's new video.
I know. He-He's totally a genius.
Y-Yeah, he's, uh, he's doin'
a concert next week in L.A.
Oh, yeah. Stacey's
showing it at her party.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
Um, uh, Roxanne...
I was, uh, sorta kinda
thinkin' that maybe I'd, uh...
ask you to go with me,
that is, to the party.
Of course, if you don't want
to, I'd completely understand.
Well, I was sorta kinda
thinkin' that I'd love to.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- Good. - Great.
- Terrific. - Wonderful.
- All right. - Okay.
Come on, Roxanne. We don't wanna
beleaguer the moment now, do we?
- Well, I better be going.
- I'll, uh, call you later.
Okay. Bye. Oh.
- Bye.
- See? That wasn't so bad.
- I told you men are easy to deal with.
- Yes! She said yes!
Everybody mambo!
But it's not my break yet.
Yeah! Dance with her. Groove with her.
- Miss Maples!
- Yes, sir?
Get that boy's father
on the phone at once.
Right away, sir! Whoo!
- Hello?
- Uh, yes, Mr Goof.
This is Principal Mazur. I'm calling
in regard to your son, Maximilian.
Max? Oh, my gosh. Is he hurt?
No, Mr Goof. He's in trouble!
Trouble? What kinda trouble?
- Dressed like a gang member...
- Gang member?
your son caused the entire student
body to break into a riotous frenzy.
- Riot? Couldn't be my...
- If I were you, Mr Goof...
I'd seriously reevaluate the
way you're raising your child...
before he ends up in the electric chair.
The electric chair?
What am I gonna do?
Blue-light special on aisle three.
Blue-light special on aisle three.
Lake Destiny.
Okay, kiddo. Now smile.
- Lake Destiny, Idaho.
- Lake Who... What?
You were right, Pete. Nothin'
like the great outdoors...
to strengthen the bond
between father and son.
- You said so yourself.
- Well, yeah, but I...
I'm goin' fishin'!
I'm goin' fishin' with my boy!
Yeah. Okay, precious, gimme a big smi...
Fishy! Fishy!
- Cool concert, lad.
- What?
You wailed, bud.
- Hey, Max, wicked dance.
- Thanks.
Forget it, girl. He's Roxanne's.
Way to go, man. I just
heard about you and Roxanne.
- Oh, Peej.
- You stud.
See? See? I told you
our plan would work.
- Max. Max! Max! Max!
- Maximum! Maximum!
Max! Max! Max! Max!
Max! Max! Max! Max!
Max! Max!
All I need is half a chance A second
thought A second glance to prove
I got whatever it takes
It's a piece of cake
Even if I gotta shout out loud
'Til mine is the only face you'll see
I'm gonna stand out Stand out, hey
Stand out Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Stand out
'Til mine's the only face you'll see
Gonna stand out
So you notice me
- Goin' somewhere, Pop?
- Sure are, pal-o-roony.
Cool. Have a good time, Dad. If you're gonna
be gone more than a month, drop me a line.
But, Max, this isn't just my vacation.
It's a vacation with
me and my best buddy.
- Oh, Donald Duck?
- No, silly. With you.
Are you okay, Maxie?
- Wh-What did you say?
- That's right!
A vacation, son! We'll spend
some real quality time together.
- Hey! Got a present for ya.
No, Dad. Stop. I can't go
with ya. I got things to do.
You look just like I did at your age.
- Please don't say that, Dad.
- Wait. I saved the best for last.
It's been handed down from
Goof to Goof to Goof...
and now, it's yours, son.
- A stick?
- No, silly. A fishin' pole.
Fishing? We're going fishing?
Yup. Just like my dad and me did.
Two best buddies fishin'
on Lake Destiny...
away from it all.
I don't wanna be away from
it all, Dad. I like it all.
Hey, look, Maxie. We're usin'
the same map me and my dad used.
We'll take the same route and make
the same stops and see the same sights.
- But that trip'd take weeks, Dad.
- Exactly.
- Gettin' there is half the fun.
- Put the map away, Dad. It's not gonna happen.
- I'm tellin' ya, it's not...
- Careful, son. You'll wrinkle my past.
And our future. What the map
says, Max, we will follow.
That's very mystical
and everything, Dad...
but, uh, seriously, there's
this party I have to go to.
Oh, there'll be plenty of time for
parties when you're older, Maxie.
Why, when I was your age, I'd
never even been invited to a party.
Look at me now.
- Great, Dad.
- Hop in, Maxie.
No.
All right, then. Guess
I'll just have to go...
all alone, that's all.
Just sit in the boat all alone...
and talk to myself.
- All alone.
- I guess so.
- Aw, come on. Hop in.
- No, Dad.
- Just hop right in there.
- No.
Come on, Maxie. Go for it.
And we're ready for takeoff.
- Set for adventure, Maxie?
- Why are you doing this to me, Dad?
'Cause I don't want you to
end up in the electric chair.
- Electric chair? What are you...
- I'm not givin' up on you, son.
Together, we're gonna work this out.
- Work this out? But, Dad...
- No "buts" about it, Maxie boy.
- Your old pop knows best.
- But...
Goodbye, house. Goodbye, mailbox.
Goodbye, pile of broken wood.
Goodbye, hopes. Goodbye, dreams.
Goodbye, Roxanne. Roxanne!
Dad, I-I gotta stop somewhere
first. I-I have to talk to someone.
- Well...
- Quick! Turn here!
Dad! Dad! Watch out!
Dad, quick! Here! Pull over.
Now make it quick, Maxie boy.
We gotta put some road behind us.
You get and cancel your first
date in less than an hour.
Must be some kinda lame-o record.
Hi. Is Roxanne home?
Uh, m-m-my
name's Max.
Does Roxanne live here?
- Does she even live on this block?
- Wait.
It's okay, Daddy. Max
is a friend from school.
Go on. Go on. Good daddy.
- Hey, Max.
- H-Hi there.
You wanna, uh, have a seat?
Daddy! I promise, he'll be better
behaved when you pick me up for the party.
Yeah, that's, uh, sorta why I came by.
I'm really looking forward to it, Max.
- Yeah, I was too.
- Was?
You see, my dad's on this
stupid father/son kick and...
Max. It's just a dumb party.
No, it's not. It... Roxanne, I
really wanted to go with you. I...
- No, I... Max, I understand. Really. It's okay.
- But my dad surprised me.
- I don't even wanna go, but I have no choice.
- I'm sure I can find...
someone else.
- Someone else?
- I'll just talk to you later.
Uh, uh, Roxanne, uh, my dad is, uh...
My dad's taking me to the
Powerline concert in L.A.
Your dad's taking you clear across
the country just to see a concert?
Uh, well, you see, uh, my dad...
uh, knew, knows, knows Powerline.
They... They used to play
together in, in a band. Yeah.
Come on, son. Let's get
this show on the road.
Uh, just a minute,
you party animal, you.
- You're really serious.
- Absolutely.
So, uh, you aren't still thinkin'
of goin' with someone else, are you?
- Well, I guess...
- Because I was hopin' I could, uh...
wave to you on stage when we join
Powerline for the final number.
This is incredible.
Well, I wouldn't miss our date for
anything that wasn't incredible, Roxanne.
Have a great time at the concert, Max.
I'll see you on TV.
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