The Making of 'A Goofy Movie' Page #3

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I'm in deep sludge.

Day one. Well, here we are...

out on the open road, retracin'

the steps of my boyhood.

And here's Maxie.

Say hi, Max.

- Well, how 'bout a wave?

- Not now, Dad.

What a kidder.

Hmm.

Fun games I used to play with my dad.

"Road bingo. Twenty que..."

Hey, Maxie, uh, let's play a game.

You think of a name, and

I'll try and guess who it is.

- Uh, man or woman?

- Oh, man.

Man, huh? Hmm.

That's a toughy. Uh, let's see.

- Walt Disney.

- Right.

I'm good at this. Now,

uh, I'll think of one.

Hmm.

Oh! You wanna sing a song, huh?

Me and my dad used to

sing this one all the time.

High hopes He's got high hopes

He's got high apple pie

In the sky hopes

Oh, in the...

Oops there goes another rubber tree

Oops there goes anoth...

Oops there goes

Oops, Oops

Oh, g-great, Dad. Now

we don't have any music.

Oh, Maxie, it's not so bad.

We'll just have to entertain ourselves.

Do ya need a break from modern livin'

Do ya long to shed your weary load

If your nerves are raw

and your brain is fried

Just grab a friend and

take a ride together

On the open road

Come on, Maxie!

All in all I'd rather have detention

All in all I'd rather eat a toad

My old man drives like such a

klutz that I'm about to hurl my guts

Directly upon the open road

There's nothin' can upset me

'Cause now we're on our way

Our trusty map will

guide us straight and true

Roxanne, please don't forget

me I will return someday

Though I may be in traction when I do

- Me and Max relaxin' like the old days

- This is worse

- Than dragon breath and acne, I'm so mad

- In a buddy-buddy kind of mode

- I think I may explode

- When I see that highway I could cry

You know, that's funny So could I

Just bein' out on the open road

Howdy, boys Is this the way to Nashville

Watch it, mac Or you'll be gettin' towed

I'm in no hurry to arrive

'Cause I'll be turnin' 65

The next time I sees the open road

Just a week of rest and relaxation

- Yeah.

- And the odd romantic episode

- Very odd.

- And it's California or bust

Look out, you dirtbags, eat my

dust From now on I own the open road

It's me and little Maxie

My pipsqueak pioneer

They're partners forever Westward ho

- Yee-haw.

- Could someone call a taxi And get me outta here

To Beverly Hills 90210

Oh, every day another new adventure

Every mile another new zip code

And the cares we have are gone for good

And I'd go with them if I could

I got no strings on me

I'm feelin' fancy free

How wonderful to be

On the open road

Sick of modern livin'

Dad, you're gonna get us killed!

- Why don't you just give me the map?

- Oh, no, thanks, son.

Navigating's a big responsibility.

'Sides, you wouldn't wanna

spoil the big surprise.

I'm takin' you to

someplace pretty special.

Gosh! It's even better

than I remembered.

No, Mommy! I don't wanna go!

Yeah, fun. Tell you what. I'm just

gonna wait right here in the car.

You party pooper. Come

on. This is gonna be fun.

Oh, howdy there, folks.

Lester's is proud to

present the awesome posse...

jamboree.

Here it is.

Oh, boy. Just in time.

Howdy, folks. Who's

your favourite possum?

Lester!

- Got us a seat right up front.

- Let me introduce you to the posse.

Here's Beuford, Beulah and Mordachai.

Hey, Lester. Ready for yodelin'?

- Sure am, Beuford.

- Now gather round my possum pals

Join the jamboree, come hoot and

howl and holler from the heart

This is pathetic.

Join in, folks. It's yodelin' time.

Lester's Possum Park

Don't you wanna be, mm-hmm

A-hangin' from a tree, uh-huh

We're mighty glad to see ya

And the parking's always free

Here at Lester's

Po-Po-Po-Possum

Park

Hey, that's the ticket.

I'll be right back,

my little possum pal.

- My life's a living...

- Hello, little buddy.

Who's your favourite possum?

Don't touch me.

Aww. Why such a long face?

You're so sad.

I know! You need a big hug from Lester.

- Don't even think about it.

- See?

Now ya feel all good inside.

Beat it, doofus.

Oh, no. No, Dad, not that. Please!

Here you go, sport. What

say we get our picture taken?

You have got to be kidding.

All right, but you're missin' out.

Hiya, son!

Hey, everyone, check out the dork.

- Say "sassafras."

- Sassy-fras!

Get it! Get it! Get it!

That's the spirit, Maxie!

Whoa! No!

Dad, stop! Please!

Dad, look, this is embarrassing!

Don't! Don't! Don't! Let me go! Dad!

Ta-da!

It's Dork and Dork Junior.

Max!

Hey, what the heck ya tryin' to do?

- I'm tryin' to get away from you.

- Me? What'd I do?

- Forget it.

- I thought we was havin' fun. What's the matter?

Nothin'. Let's just go.

Well, come on!

Oh, you dropped your hat.

This is the stupidest

vacation! You drag me from home!

You jam me in this dumb car,

then drive a million miles away...

to see some stupid rat show!

Call me when the trip's over.

Hey, Max, you wanna get

in some fishin' practice?

Just a couple of days 'til

we get to Lake Destiny.

Maybe later.

Whoa. Now that's camping.

Oh, did you say somethin', Max? Ow!

- Pete?

- Goofy?

What a serendipity doo-dah!

Who'd have thunk it, huh?

- Is P.J. here?

- Who? Oh, yeah.

I'm sure he's loafin'

around here somewhere.

It ain't a question of

how Just a matter of when

You get the message

that I'm tryin' to send

I'm under a spell I'm in over my head

And you know I'm goin'

all of the way to the end

- What a goob.

- To stand out above the crowd

Even if you got to shout out loud

No matter what the Look it's Max, I g...

- Max! Whoa! Small wilderness, dude.

- He-He-Hey!

- Didn't expect to run into you.

- Apparently not.

You just jealous, man, 'cause

you ain't got the moves.

Yeah, you can keep the moves, but

I wouldn't mind havin' this RV. Oh.

- You are so lucky.

- Me?

- Come on. You're the star.

- Wh-Whaddya...

Goin' to the Powerline concert.

Ah, it's unbelievable, man.

- Who told you about that?

- Hey, come on. Everybody in town knows about it, Max.

You are gonna be famous,

buddy, especially with Roxanne.

There's, uh, only one person who

doesn't know about it yet, Peej.

- Who?

- My dad.

So tell me, Goof, is that kid

of yours still givin' you guff?

Oh, I don't know what's

wrong. It's just seems like...

everything I try only

drives Max further away.

Oh, maybe I oughta just

back off. I don't know.

Wrong, Goof. Look,

if you keep 'em under your thumb...

they'll never end up in the gutter.

Too bad, Pete. Almost.

Almost. Watch this.

P. J!

Yes, sir. Comin', sir. Yes, sir.

Whoo-hoo! Strike-ola! Yee-haw!

Thank you! Thank you! Yes!

And the crowd goes wild.

High five, son. Psych!

- Say, Goof, why don't you two stay for dinner?

- Cool!

Oh, no, thanks, Pete. Uh, Max

and I have some fish to catch.

Aw, Dad, we can do that tomorrow.

So, uh, what are we havin'?

- But, Max, I thought...

- Under your thumb, Goof.

- Maximilian. - What?

- Get your gear, little man.

We're goin' fishin'.

And I mean now!

- Dad, I don't even know how to fish.

- Aw, now come on.

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