The Making of 'A Goofy Movie' Page #4

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That never stopped me. Lemme

show you a little family secret...

handed down through about

- The perfect cast.

- The perfect what?

The perfect cast. My dad taught

it to me when I was about your age.

Okay, now. Watch carefully.

You gotta be loose...

relaxed, with your feet apart and...

quarter to three, tour jete...

twist, over, pas de deux.

I'm a little teapot And the wind-up!

- Huh?

- And let her fly!

The perfect cast.

And now, we reel her in.

Whoa!

Quick! Get the camera!

Must be over three pounds.

I don't wanna miss this.

- Look, Max.

- Uh, D-D-Dad, it's Bigfoot!

Could you back up a bit, Mr

Foot? Uh, you're outta focus.

What's the idea...

Bigfoot!

Behold the legendary

Bigfoot. Fabled but seldom...

- It's locked!

- Quick! The sunroof!

Hurry up!

Hurry up!

I can't believe it. Bigfoot.

And I got the only video.

We're gonna be famous.

Let's just get outta here.

Is he gone yet?

Nope. Still here.

Gee, Max, was that

Bigfoot or your stomach?

Man, I'm starving.

Alphabet soup comin' up.

Uh, uh, uh, Dad?

Dad! Would you please stop

playin' around? He's coming!

Well, you can tell by

the way I use my walk

I'm a woman's man No time to talk

The music loud and women

warm I've been kicked around

Since I was born But then

it's all right, that's okay

Well, it's nice to know this

thing's good for somethin'.

Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Stayin'

alive, stayin' alive

Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Stayin' alive

What's so funny?

- "Hi, Dad" soup.

- Huh?

Aw, don't tell me you don't

remember "Hi, Dad" soup.

Aw, come on. Sure you do.

You used to spell things

out usin' the letters.

Like, uh, "Hi, Dad" or "Maxie" or...

- Ambidextrous.

- Yeah. That's... Huh?

- Aw, little words like, uh...

- Hasta la vista?

- Like "bye-bye."

- Or "I pledge allegiance..."

Or "I love you."

Is it, uh, is it soup yet?

Oh, I almost forgot.

Whoa! Where'd you learn to do that?

Your granddad taught me that

when we went to Yosemite.

- You two did a lot together, huh?

- Yup.

- Max, you and I have...

- Dad, listen, I'm sorry.

Uh, how's the soup?

Not bad. Um, not...

- What?

- Nothin'.

Well, we might as

well get some shut eye.

I don't think we're

goin' anywhere tonight.

Night, Maxie.

"Dear Roxanne, couldn't sleep...

so I thought I'd drop you a line.

Dad and I are havin' a great time.

We're only days away from L. A...

and I can hardly wait

for the big concert."

More "Hi, Dad" soup, please.

"Dear Roxanne...

I'm sorry I lied, but I'm not really

going to the Powerline concert.

You may never wanna see me again..."

Oh, man.

I'm dead no matter what I do.

How many cups of sugar does

it take to get to the moon?

Uh, three and a half?

- Pick up!

- Hold your horses.

- Short stack?

- Right here.

- Here ya go, hon.

- Eggs? Eggs?

- Eggs!

- Oh, oh, uh, yeah. Yeah, right here. Sorry.

Here ya go, cutie.

- Max, I think we need to talk about this.

- Huh?

It seems to me you need to start

takin' some responsibility around here.

Excuse me, uh, can I have

your attention, please?

I, Goofy, hereby dub

my son, Maximilian...

official navigator and head

which-wayer of this here road trip.

- Isn't that lovely?

- Yee-haw!

- Seriously?

- I'm not even lookin' at the map any more.

As a matter of fact, you can pick all

the stops from here to Lake Destiny.

I trust you wholeheartedly, son.

To the open road.

To the open road.

- Ooh!

- Ow!

Oh, boy!

Gosh.

Whoa-ho-ho!

Check out the bed.

Check out the dresser. Coral!

Nice lamp.

Classy choice there, navigator.

This is the police. We've

got the place surrounded, see?

You Goofs come out with your hands up!

You should've seen

the look on your face!

You really had him fooled, Pete.

Me? You jumped outta your skin.

- Nah-uh. I was just pretendin' for your sake.

- Oh, right, sure.

- Did too.

- Did not.

Oh, ain't this sweet?

Don't let him fool you with

that buddy-buddy act now.

Under your thumb.

So, since we're all bein' palsy-walsy

here, how 'bout lettin' me hook up the RV.

- Well...

- Oh, it's just a little tiny extension cord.

- You'll hardly even notice it.

- Okay.

Great! P.J.

Hey, Goof, why don't you order us

a pizza? This might take a while.

- No, I mean it...

- Here you go, kids.

- I'm gonna go check out the hot tub.

- Uh, okay, sir.

- All right.

- I can't believe you, man.

Whatever made you think your dad

would fall for a stupid idea like that?

- It wasn't stupid.

- Come on. It was really stupid. Changing the map?

I-I-I didn't know what I was doin', all

right? I-I... I was... I was panicked. I...

Takin' a break from

the MTV generation, huh?

Can't say as I blame ya.

People are always puttin' too

much water in these things.

So, um, you and your son seem to be,

uh, gettin' along just hunky-dory, huh?

Yeah, it's been great.

You know, it's funny, but none

of your techniques worked for me.

Harder I tried, the worse it got.

Once I eased up, things just clicked.

Oh, that's swell. So there's

no problems then, huh?

Not a one.

Well, that's... I...

I just hate to be the bearer

of bad news, but, uh...

- What is it, Pete?

- Your kid's dupin' ya.

- Whaddya mean?

- Well, I heard the little mutant tellin' P. J...

that he changed the map, so you're

headin' straight to L.A., pal.

- What?

- Aw, you tried, Goof.

He's just a bad kid, that's all.

- I don't believe you.

- What?

- I don't believe ya, Pete.

- Well, hey, don't take my word for it. Check your map.

I don't need to check

the map. I trust my son.

You know, maybe Max isn't all the

things that you think a son should be...

but he loves me.

Hey, my son respects me.

Yeah.

Check the map, Goof.

Hi, Dad.

Sorry about the mess.

I'll... I'll clean it up.

- I think I better go.

- See ya, Peej.

- Don't forget:
Powerline.

- Shh!

Well, here you go, navigator.

Just follow my route on the map, son.

Okay.

Um, uh...

Here comes our junction.

Okay, Max, now this

is it. Left or right?

Come on, Max!

Left!

How 'bout a song, Dad?

Uh, a game? A game. Yeah. Yeah, a

game. Okay. Uh, a man or a woman?

A man? A man. Okay, uh, Walt Disney.

Dad. Listen, about my directions.

Will you listen to me? I

gotta tell you somethin', Dad.

Why bother? I'm probably too

stupid to understand anyway, right?

Forget it.

- H-H-H-Hey, the car!

- What? Now you wanna drive too?

No, Dad. The car! Look!

The car!

- What'd you do now, Max?

- I didn't do anything, Dad. I only touched it.

- You locked it!

- I locked it? It's your door. You locked it.

Well, you distracted me.

- Whoa!

- You should've put the brake on!

Why don't you just put it on yourself?

See? You ruin everything.

Well, you ruined the vacation!

I ruined it?

I never wanted to go...

on this stupid vacation!

- Now look where you got us, Dad!

- Where I got us?

- You should've let me stay at home.

- Why?

- So you'd end up in prison.

- Prison? What are you talkin' about?

- Your principal called me...

- It's not what you're thinkin'.

You even lied to me.

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