All language subtitles for Who.Gets.The.Dog.2016.WEBRip.Amazon

There's no easy way
to say this, Wesley,

so I'm just gonna
come right out with it.

I think that's best.

( clears throat )

Your mother and I
have considered

all of the possibilities
available to us,

vis á vis our relationship
difficulties.

And-- and in the current
emotional climate,

- we feel...
- Clay, can you
just get on with it?

Right.

Mommy and Daddy
are splitting up, pal.

- ( Wesley groans )
- Clay: Hey, hey.

That's what
I don't want.

I don't want you
blaming yourself.

It has nothing
to do with you.

Wesley, I know
that you are so tired

of hearing us argue.

And that is why this
is the right thing

- for us to do.
- Yeah.

We both love you
very much.

I mean you're still
the biggest star

in Daddy's sky.

Yeah.

I'm not sure
we got through to him.

( Wesley moans )

He's a guy.

We have our own way
of processing emotions.

( Wesley groans )

You know, I've seen
some sad sack,

waste of space
in my life,

but that scrimmage
I just witnessed

was the worst thing
I've ever seen

in my whole life,
all right?

You guys need
to pull your heads

out of your rectums
and start playing hockey

like you mean it,
okay?

You guys are
the Wolf Pack,

not the
Help a Granny Across
the Street Pack.

of boys on a hockey--
Look, that didn't make sense,

but we're gonna do
hard work on three.
Ready?

Hard work on three.
One- two- three.

All:
Hard work.

We're-- all right,
game face.

- Ready?
- ( all roar )

That was terrifying,
and not in a good way.

Work on it
for tomorrow.

Boy:
All right, guys.
Good practice.

So it's really over, huh?
Like 100% done?

Ice has been thin
for a while, man.
Finally broke.

Do you mind if
I pursue Olive, then?

Like, romantically?

Could you pursue her
if both your legs are broken?

Off-limits?
Glad we established
that boundary.

So how you feeling
on this, man?

How will you end it?
Break up?

Let's talk about it.

It's a sign,
from the ice hockey gods.

You know what it is?
It's a wake up call
I need, man,

- to start this year.
- That's a good way
to look at it.

I'm glad you
feel that way.

I was worried that
loosing someone
like Olive

would absolutely
shatter you.

- I thought you would
be a mess, you know.
- ( chuckles )

So I'm glad your cup
is half full on this one,
you know?

( chuckles )

Where are you at
on the grief scale?

Stage two.
Anger.

- I want to kill him.
- Oh, rash, but exciting.

This blindsided me.

I mean, I guess it
was creeping along
for a while.

Are my expectations off?
Is it me?

- Oh, don't be ridiculous.
- We had a plan.

It was such a good plan.

Wesley and I will
be fine without him.

- Help me intubate
this guy in four.
- Okay.

"Nightmare
on Elm Street,"
mine.

"Get Smart,"
you need that.

"The Departed,"
that's appropriate.

"Lethal Weapon,"
you stay here.

- "It's a Wonderful Life,"
- Uh, mine.

- It stays here.
- No argument.

"E.T.," mine.

Oh, "Flashdance."

What about these?

Good times.

Clay:
I look good as a blond.

- I'll make you copies.
- Yeah, that'd be nice.

This is it for now.

I guess I might
come back later,

in case I forgot
something.

You're still wearing
your ring.

You know, I'm sorry
this didn't work out
for us.

Yeah, me too.

- Wes!
- ( Wesley barks )

- Come on!
- Excuse me?

Let's hit the road, buddy.

( chuckles )

You think you're
taking Wesley?

Wait, you think
Wesley's staying here?

Well, this is
where he lives,

so I don't know
where else he would go.

Into the woods,
with his dad.

That's where
you're gonna live?

In that serial killer
shack by the lake?

Don't you listen
to her, Wes.

It's a very spacious
pre-fabricated

- mobile domicile.
- ( Wesley groans )

So what happens
when you have

practice or a game,
or you know...

I will take him with.

- Coach lets me get away
with anything.
- Hmm.

Perks of being a veteran.

You haven't put
a second of thought
into this,

have you?

A few, actually.

You're never home,
and I'm not letting

my little butterbones
become a latchkey dog.

- ( Wesley growls )
- I will figure
something out.

Hmm.
Unacceptable.

That is not happening.

I'm perfectly capable
of looking after

Wesley James Lonnergan
on my own.

- Come on, big fella.
- No. You're not taking him.

- ( muttering )
- ( Wesley growls )

Clay:
Let's let Wesley decide.

- I'm ready.
Are you ready?
- Going down, woman.

I've got an enema
in an hour.

- Not mine. So could
we just do this?
- Olive: Ready.

Hang on, let me get
a picture with him

and his two leashes
real quick for his...

- ( camera clicks )
- various social media pages.

All right,
on the count
of three...

I want you to release
your leashes,

and whoever he goes to
gets to keep him.

It's okay.
One... two...

Hey, if you go
to your dad

we'll be able
to hang out.

I'll give you
so much bacon.

- Olive: Hurry.
- Three.

Hey, sweetie, come on.
Mommy loves you.

We'll give her a chance.

- Come on, baby.
- Clay: Wesley!

- No, no, no, no, no.
- No, no. Oh, yes, son.

- You've been a good boy.
- Wesley!

- Wesley, don't listen to him!
- You've been a good boy.

Wesley, who's the best
little dog?

Who's the best?
You're the best little--

- ( Wesley whimpers )
- Who's the best
little doggie?

You're the best
little doggie.

- Go on, yes!
- I'm open, oh, he's--

Olive:
No, no, Wesley,
come back, please!

I mean, are we gonna
do this all day,

or just most of the day?

Hey, who wants
to wrestle?

- Come on, come on.
- ( Wesley barking )

Come wrestle Daddy.

Come on,
let's wrestle Daddy.

Clay:
Oh, yeah, that's right.

Help! Wesley, help!
( screams )

- I like that. I like that.
- Come on, Wes! Come on!

- ( Clay howls )
- Come on baby,
you're so close--

Look at me.

Wesley! Save me!

I'm scared!
I'm dying, Wesley,
help!

- ( Clay barks )
- Oh, yeah?

- Olive: Oh, yeah? Oh, no!
- ( other dog barks )

- Oh, no!
- Wesley!

Wesley, don't!
Come on!

- Yup, see ya.
- Olive: Wesley, come on!

- ( sighs )
- Well, this is
a perfectly good waste

- of a Saturday.
- Great.

Yup.

Olive:
Wesley, please!

( dogs bark )

Hey, guys, easy, easy.

( whistles )

Good.

Sit.

- ( Olive mutters )
- Wesley.

- Olive: Sorry
- Man: Who's the owner?

I am.

That's me.

Clay:
How did you?

Never unleash
an untrained animal.

- Clay: Oh.
- We would never
usually do that.

- Clay: No.
- But anyway, thank you.

What were you doing, Wesley?
What were you doing?

By the way,
can you teach me that?
That whistling thing?

Ah, there's no
trick to it.

What's your name, miss?

- Oh, Olive Greene.
- Glenn Hannon.

Nice to meet you.

I run a rehabilitation
and training center.

Clay Lonnergan from
the Wolves, you know.

( chuckles )
If you...

if you ever want to improve
Wesley's off-leash obedience--

Yeah?

- Come on down.
- Great. Thank you.

Yeah.

( Clay whistles weakly )

- Man: Good night, guys.
- Clay: You, too.

Glenn:
Two hands.

Olive:
What are you doing?

Well, you won't
let me leave with Wes,

and I'm not leaving
without him.

You can't stay here, Clay.

Okay.

Oh, didn't spill a drop.

I'm serious.

Life's too important
to be taken seriously.

( Olive sighs )

You know that he is
better off with me.

I know that
you know that.

I know that you know
that he knows,

it's my place or no place.

Look buddy, I'm trying,

but she's just not
respecting your wishes.

Get out!
Out!

Do I have time for a nap?

Maybe a quick massage?

All right, you, out.
Come on!

- Get! Get up!
- Is this a massage?

- Get! Ooh!
- What are we doing
right now?

- Get out of here.
- Oh, Mommy...

God, oh boy!
Come on.

Come on!
( groans )

Oh, that feels good.

This isn't funny, Clay.

- ( Olive groaning )
- ( Wesley whimper )

- ( Olive groans )
- Clay: Oh, oh.

All right, you want
nasty Olive?

Sure.

I'll go get her.

Oh!

Don't forget
the handcuffs, honey.

( Wesley whimpers )

That's what you
have Daddy for.

Yes, Police, I would like
to report an intruder.

- His name is--
- Let's go. Come on, baby.

Clay!

Clay!

Clay!

Wait, wait, wait.

- Clay!
- Good boy.

You can't do this!

- ( Wesley barks )
- ( Clay laughs )

You're not serious.

Stop!

( panting )

You're crossing
the line here, Clay.

If you don't
turn around right now--

( sighs )
Don't make me hate you, Clay.

- Say bye-bye to Mommy.
- No, no, no, no.

( Wesley barking )

( Olive panting )

Oh, it's on.

( Olive screams )

Man:
Next case on the docket,

we have Greene
versus Lonnergan.

The outstanding
issue of contention

is the custody arrangements
for a mixed breed dog?

( Wesley moans )

And joint custody
is not an option?

Very much not so,
Your Honor.

The microphone
does not work.

Mr. Lonnergan,
you claim that yours

is the only name
on the pet adoption certificate?

Yes, that is
certifiable.

May I see the document?

No, Your Honor.

I'm sorry?

It would be really great
if you could just take
my word for it.

Do you have the document,
Mr. Lonnergan, yes or no?

Yes.

It's in my head,
not in my actual hand.

Okay. The hard way it is.

Your Honor, if I may,

Mr. Lonnergan has
already proven himself

to be an extremely
reckless guardian.

Reckless?
I'm sorry.

Reckless?

Your Honor, if having
an awesome time

with my top dog
is reckless,

then, yeah,
guilty as charged.

- He took him snowboarding.
- Yes, I did.

He told me he had
the best time of his life.

- He was terrified.
- You should have seen
his little face.

His ears were pinned back.

Since Mr. Lonnergan cannot
provide the adoption record,

- I am forced to consider
other factors.
- Yes.

Wesley, if he thinks at all,
thinks 623 Hick Street,

- Miss Greene's residence,
is his home.
- Yes.

The evidence supports
Miss Greene's contention

that she is
the primary caretaker.

She pays for all the cost
to provide for the animal

while Mr. Lonnergan here--

- I'm an ambassador of joy,
Your Honor.
- Uh.

Seems less prepared
for the responsibility

of sole custody
at this time.

It is the Court's decision
to award sole custody

- to Miss Greene.
- ( sighs )

Wait. Stop. Rewind.
What--

Judge:
Mr. Lonnergan will have
visitation rights

every other weekend.

Well, I object.
Overruled.

He's my dog.

I'm his Daddy.
Every dog needs his daddy

and Daddy needs his dog.

Mr. Lonnergan,
this ruling is temporary.

I'll assign
a veterinary behaviorist

to evaluate you both
and there will be

a continuance
of this matter
in sixty days.

At that point,

I'll decide who gets
custody of the dog for good.

Understood?

Yes.

- ( gavel slams )
- Court's adjourned.

I warned you.

Give me Bumblebee.

- His name is Bumblebee Bob.
Bumblebee Bob.
- Uh huh.

If you think I'm just gonna
roll over and play dead,

you're sadly mistaken.

Hey, buddy.

Bring it on.

Oh, I'm gonna bring it
everywhere.

- Game face.
- Give it to her.

( laughs )

- You look like a baby
taking a dump.
- That's right.

A little bit, yeah.

- You didn't even see it.
- It was not good.

Say bye to Daddy.
Say bye to your daddy.

- I'll fight for you, Wesley!
- Bad day, all right?

- Come on.
- No matter how long.
No matter how far.

- Let's go, buddy.
Come on.
- Fight for you.

We'll get it.
It's all right.
Let's go. Come on.

Let's go.
Come on.

( whimpers )

This case is all about me
proving how much

I love Wesley, right?

And what better way
to do that

then by representing
myself?

So a lawyer's
too expensive, huh?

It's an absolute racket.

You're innocent
until proven broke, man.

What do you got here?
Doing a little reading?

"Winning Child Custody,
A Father's Guide."

That one looks good.
I think it's for real
human children though.

What's this one?
"Custody Warrior."

That one sounds
a little aggressive,

but I mean, I like
where your head's at.

Well, we are going to war,
my friend.

The fun-loving Clay guy
just not gonna work anymore.

I have to prove
that I am a better,

more responsible parent
than Olive.

( laughs )
Wow. How are you
gonna do that?

- I have no idea.
- Bit of a stretch,
to say the least.

Oh, here's my nephew.

His deadbeat Dad
bailed on him,

so my sister asked me
to watch him

while she's at work.

Hey, Koji.
This is my friend, Clay.

I'm gonna go get ready
for practice.

You're gonna
hang out here,
all right?

See you later.

All right, boys, let's go!

Koji, right?

The dog walker
will be by at 3:00.

This is just
an experiment,
sweetie.

If you don't like it,
we'll find a daycare center

or something, okay?

Mommy got you
a special DVD for dogs.

- ( Wesley growls )
- In case you get lonely.

It's two paws up,
so that's good, right?

Uh... oh, baby,
don't look at me
like that.

Mommy has to go to work.

I'll be back soon.
I love you, baby.

- ( Wesley whimpering )
- Oh, I know you're sad.

Give me a kiss.
It's okay.

I miss you.
I'm gonna miss you.

( Wesley whimpers )

Oh, I want a wet one.

Yeah, I know.
Okay, I'm going now.

I have to go.
Bye, baby.

( whimpering )

Wesley, Mommy's home.

Oh, oh, my God.
Wesley?

Wesley!

Wesley!

Wesley?

Okay, okay.

Yes.
Hello?

Um, I've been robbed
and my dog is missing.

Oh, scratch that.
We're fine.

My apologies.

What are you doing,
little guy?

- What are you doing?
- ( Wesley whimpers )

Are you serious?

Hi. Oh, sorry I'm late!

Clay:
Hey, love you, buddy.

- Olive: Wesley, sit.
- Clay: Look at you.

Hi.

Right, because you
are always on time.

Olive:
Wesley, come here.
Stop, Wesley.

Is that a note
about me being late?

I'm sorry, I cannot
share my notes with you,
Miss Greene.

Okay, sorry.

Welcome.
I'm Dr. Wendy.

I'm a veterinary
behaviorist,

and I've been appointed
as a friend of the Court

to help determine who is best
suited to care for Wesley

in the event of
a custody ruling.

Can I just say,
Dr. Wendy,

it is a pleasure
to be here.

Well, it's a pleasure to have
you here, Mr. Lonnergan.

( Clay and Dr. Wendy chuckle )

Clay:
Thank you.

How about you, Olive?

Happy to be here?

Excuse me--
just so you know,

he's not really
like this.

The clothes, the hair,
the politeness.

- He's doing a thing.
- Olive, I don't know what--

You will not con
your way through this.

The real you
will screw it up.

Olive, ahem,
sorry, doctor.

Can we put aside
our personal issues

and try and focus on
why we're here?

- ( clears his throat )
- Olive: I hate you.

Do you often express
your hostilities

in front of Wesley?

Mmm.

I'm not hostile.
I'm just--

What are you writing?

Hey. Okay, baby.

Oh. Interesting.

Wow.
Tension.

- Is he okay?
- Shh.

I'm working now.

( Wesley growls )

( Dr. Wendy barks )

Olive:
Okay, Wesley.
Okay, Wesley.

Oh, that is what
I was afraid of.

What?

- What did he say?
- Is he okay?

Wesley is on the verge
of psychological disarray,

I mean just look at him
swimming around in there.

Lost in his own thoughts.

Well, what are we
supposed to do?

Consistent discipline.
Something he is clearly
not familiar with.

Here.

- Take a look at these.
- Love to.

We will meet again
so that I can monitor

Wesley's progress.

In addition, I'll be assessing
each of you individually

at your respective homes,
so I can determine

who's providing the most
nurturing environment
for Wesley.

The only thing being nurtured
in his trailer is E. coli.

Miss Greene, as Wesley's
primary caregiver,

the burden lies with you
to demonstrate an improvement

in his behavior
by our next session.

Hmm.

We're all pulling
for ya, Olive.

Psychological disarray.
What are you doing to him?

Ah, that woman
was clearly insane.

He's perfectly fine.

The professional
doggie whisperer lady

says he's not, so,
we've gotta do something.

He's fine.
He's better than fine.

In fact, we've been
having a riot lately.

Tearing it up
big time.

Is that right, Butterbones?
You've been tearing it up?

You know what,
we should go see
that Glenn guy.

He had a good whistle.

He doesn't need
obedience training,
okay?

And this thing
that you're doing,

this brand new play thing,
it isn't gonna work.

( Clay whistles weakly )

So you got a little cranky,
and shredded the living room

happens to the best of us.

It doesn't mean
you're in disarray,

does it?

Wesley?

( urinates )

Wesley James!

( sighs )

( Wesley whimpers )

That's it, mister.
I'm calling the dog trainer.

Look what else I found.
In 2004, right?

Joshua Little
and Linda Perkins

waged a two year battle
over their dog, Giggy.

Gigi? Giggy?
What is it, French?

- Whatever.
- That's-- probably.

After a three day trial,
listen, this is a good part,

Mr. Little prevails.

Rhett:
Hey, pass the puck, bud,
to anyone else.

- Anyone on the whole team.
- You're never gonna guess
how he won.

What? Jo- hey, Jonah?

Jonah, do not lick
the ice, bud.

Jonah:
My tongue is stuck!

- I don't think Jonah's
gonna work in the goal.
- He made a video.

A video called
"A Day in the Life of Giggy."

And he used it as evidence
of what a great life

they had together.

He said it was the key part
of him winning.

Hey, Dante! Stop fighting!
Put your gloves back on!

No fighting!

All right,
so that's the plan, man.

Just make an
awesome video

showing how
we are the ultimate
ambassadors of joy.

- You with me?
- Yeah, big time,
for sure.

- Good man.
- Hey, what are we doing?

We'll figure it out later.
All right, hang on a second.

Hey, shift change,
let's go!

Hey, Koj, what do you say?
You ready to hop in here, bud?

Dude, can you
talk to him?

Like a pep talk
or something?

I can't get him
on the ice at all,

and he's just like sad
all the time.

What am I gonna
say to him?

Dude, you're
a professional
hockey player.

Inspire him.
Make something up about,

I don't know.
Dedication, team work.

Whatever your coach says
to you guys. I don't know.

Life.

It stinks.
Right?

Just makes you
so mad sometimes.

You know what I do, Koji,
when life gets me mad?

I get mad right back at it.

Feels good to let off
a little steam.

But I do it
out there, man,
on the ice.

Oh, yeah.

That's hockey, man.

Go ahead, try it.

I know you've got
some steam in there.

Pick up this bag for me.

Just slam it down.
Let out that steam.

Come on!
Lift it! Ah!

How about this?
Come on!

One two three.
( grunts )

That's hockey, man!
Come on!

Oh, incoming!

Hey! What the hell's
going on here?

Hockey.

Hockey?

Just hockey.

We should clean
this up, huh?

( chattering )

It's okay.

Okay, folks.

Let's start the show.

I usually like to start
with a little demonstration.

Ooh, a demonstration.

( speaking
in foreign language )

( dog growls )

Meet Master Tank.
He was picked up
last night

at a police raided
dog fight.

He's a trained killer.

( Wesley growls )

Your dog is 99.8% wolf.

I told you.

( audience gasps )

And wolves run in packs.

( barking )

( speaking in foreign language )

Your dog needs
a pack leader.

Oh, Wesley, no.

- Sorry. Stop that.
- Wesley.

Olive, right?

- Yeah, you remember my name?
- Of course.

Would you say that you're
this dog's pack leader?

Well, I'm his mommy.

( clicks his tongue )
Right here.

- You're the leader?
- Yup.

- ( Wesley growling )
- Mmm mmm mmm.

I don't think Wesley
thinks so.

He's uncomfortable, tense.

Really?

- Clay: Uh! Wesley!
- Olive: Wesley. Wesley.

No, he just--
it's a little game.

- ( laughs )
- Little game.

- Olive: Oh!
- Clay: Ah ha!

Wesley James Lonnergan.

( whistle )

Traitor.

I have to say
Wesley needs help.

His behavior won't
improve on its own.

That's a good boy.

- You just need
a pack leader, don't you?
- Is this guy for real?

- I think he's great.
- Glenn: With a few more
sessions,

he'll have
the Hannon way
down pat.

Okay.

Well, we can set up
another group session
like this

that you
and your boyfriend...

Um, we're separated.

Recently.
It's recent.

My one-on-one sessions
are a fast track way

of helping your dog,
but I only work

with one owner
at a time.

Might that
interest you?

- Yes.
- No.

Fantastic.
Okay.

Let's try something else.

( pucks thwacking )

Check him out.

( exhaling )

Hockey player:
Not bad for an old guy.

( shouting in distance )

Bumblebee Bob?

It's his favorite
stuffed animal,

and, you know, it's like
a comfort blanket to him.

And, you know,
it calms him down.

Your dog shouldn't need
a comfort blanket.

- And...
- Mmm-hmm...

Relax.

Don't worry.
I'm gonna help you.

With the proper
training,

these problems
will go away.

Okay.

Okay, all right.

Let's start
with posture.

What, Wesley's
posture's bad?

Not Wesley's.

Yours.

There's a tension
in your body

that Wesley can sense
and it makes him anxious.

Watch.

Feel my upper body.

Excuse me?

Start with the shoulders.

You feel that?

Firm.

Yet relaxed.

It certainly is.

That's very good.

Hey, that was a great
first session.

Remember, treat him
like a dog.

Not like a child.

I'll try.

- It's what he needs.
- Okay.

Hey, would you like
to go out sometime?

Without Wesley.
Just me and you?

Um... you mean on like
a date type thing?

Yeah.
Like a date type thing.

Is it okay
if I think about it?

- Of course.
- Okay.

- See you later.
- Thank you.

- Good luck.
- Thanks, okay.

I packed his Thermapaw boots
in case it's icy.

This is what it was like
Thursday nights

when I would go
to my dad's.

Oh, almost forgot...

Shoot.

I can't find
Bumblebee Bob,

so if he whines at night,
here's my shirt.

What, you lost
Bumblebee Bob?

Don't start.

- Hey.
- Oh, baby.

Come here, baby.

Mommy loves you.
Mommy loves you.

I'm gonna miss you, Wesley.
I'm gonna miss you.

( kisses )

You're a good mom,
you know that?

Crazy, but good.

All right, buddy.

Oh, wait...

I thought we could
both read this

and work on it together.

See what works for Wesley,
what doesn't.

- You're seriously
seeing this guy?
- Yeah, twice a week.

Come on.
You know, I was
thinking about that.

When my parents split up,
I was out of control.

Fights, tantrums,
inappropriate peeing.

Case in point.
He'll get over it.

He doesn't need...
this guy.

Well, it was your idea,

so I guess I'm just
going along with it.

Well, I'm full of bad ideas,
you know that.

I do know that.

But, um, we're gonna
keep doing it

'cause it's good
for Wesley.

Bye, baby.
Bye Wesley.
Bye Wesley.

You done with this?

Well, I am now.

- Hmm.
- ( woman speaking over P.A. )

Okay, what's going on?

What are you
talking about?

Well, when you
get nervous,

you eat like
a zombie.

The trainer guy
that asked me out.

Oh, the handsome dog guy
with the pecs?

- Mmm-hmm.
- Okay. So, what's the problem?

Well, I don't know
if Wesley's ready for me

to have another man
in my life.

Well, I think we both know
who's not ready.

Who says I need a man?

Oh, good plan.
Yeah,.

Keep your heart in a cage
and die alone.

( woman speaking over P.A. )

You wanna try
this again, okay?

Put the black
and white filter
on there, always--

It looks like
film noir, right?

Yeah, it'll look,
yeah.

- Wesley.
- Action .

Did I hear--
well, you can't be
shooting now.

I've gotta--
I'll give him
the instructions

and then you shoot, okay?

- Yeah.
- You got this.

Wes, Daddy is going
to throw this stick,

you run,

you pick up the stick,
listen, listen,

this is the part where
you always forget.

You gotta bring it back
to Daddy, okay?

Don't run off.

Koj, you ready?

- It's take number...
- Seven.

Seven.
Okay.

Buddy, one,
two, three, go!

- Nope.
- Nope.

That's uh...
shall we try it again?

Go!

There he goes.
It's a good start.

So wait, why don't
we like this guy?

What's his face?

- Glenn.
- Yeah, Glenn.

- What's his problem?
- * Duh-duh-duh-duh!

- Ooh.
- Right?

Oh, because he looks like
a well-read super hero?

I can see why
Olive's into him.

- This dude is a babe.
- No, no, no, no.

- She's not into him.
- No?

No. She just thinks
a couple of one-on-one
sessions might help.

- I agree.
- Oh, yeah, I bet she does.

What, you think
I'm worried about him?

- I mean--
- I'm a professional
hockey player, dude.

I'm not a dog trainer.

I get that you play
for a minor league team.

- And secondly...
- The Wolves.

Yeah, minor league team.

And you're not re--
this guy's rich, man.

He's got books out.

He's got that
super hot rich face.

- Well, this is my year.
- For what?

Hot rich face?
What does that mean?

Yeah, I don't know.
The face is hot and rich.

Koj, Yeah!
Tell him to
bring it back now.

Oh! You've been a good boy.

Stay back.

Dude, all I'm saying is
I got your back,

but, I mean, the average
age of retirement

for an NHL goalie
is what? 28? 29? 30?

We've had this discussion.
Moe Roberts.

- Played for the Black Hawks
until he was 46.
- All right.

- A hundred years old, okay.
- That's besides the point.

Wouldn't that be crazy
if this dude is Wesley's
new stepdad?

I mean look at that--
God, that jaw line is just--

chiseled like a Roman God,
like a marble bust.

That is a... uh, God,
that's a sharp lookin' man.

You know what,
I'll get Olive
to give you his number

and you can ask him out
on a date yourself.

Well, is this bothering you?
If this is bothering you,

are you having second thoughts
about the whole Olive thing?

- No, I just want
my dog back.
- All right.

Rhett:
Ambassadors of Joy, take one.

Hey, hey!

Oh, hi.

Uh... before we have
our hot chocolate
in the morning,

Wesley and I like to take
a little five-mile run

around the lake,
don't we, buddy?

Let's go!

- Oh-oh.
- Koji: Wesley!

- Koji: Go! Go!
- Rhett: Okay.

Hey, Koj,
cut that, Koj.

Hey, your dog's still here.

Koji:
Action.

Ahem.

Me and Wesley,
we even do laundry together.

Don't we, buddy?
Bring it here.

Oh, yeah.
Out, out, out.

( laughs )
Oops!

Leave it for Daddy.
This is Daddy's now.

Daddy's gonna
put that on.

- Oh, oh! That's Daddy's.
- Nope, nope.

Rhett:
See, it's going great.

We're just inseparable.
I don't know what it is
about him.

- It's just-- his coat.
- ( geese squawking )

His lovable little--

( Wesley barking )

- Clay: And he--
he just does...
- Rhett: Cut.

things like that.

Where's he going?

- ( growling )
- Wesley!

This is--

Hi. Yes, I've made
several canine-friendly

accommodations to Wesley's
living quarters.

And he just loves it.

This is my latest version
of canine carpentry.

( chattering )

Clay:
Wesley! Wesley!

Should we start over
on that one? I mean--

- I thought it
was pretty good.
- Is that good for court?

You wanna show
the judge that?

That dog house?

I mean we can show
the judge that dog house--

We can put like
another level in post.

( mumbling )

Ko-- Koji, let's cut.

He's doing a poo,
He's doing a poop.

Oh, that a boy.

He's droppin' a deuce.

We don't need him.

What more could we want,
Butterbones, huh?

A ping pong table?

Jacuzzi?

Hey, look at me.

I know how it feels to be
from a broken home, pal.

( Wesley whimpers )

You got me.

It's enough, right?

Obviously not.

Let's see if this works.

Mommy's shirt.

Yeah, like that, huh?

( sighs )

Here we are.

- Dinner was fantastic.
- Yes.

Remind me never to share
dessert with you again.

I think I had
one spoonful.

I'm sorry.
It was so good,

And I haven't really been
to anywhere that special

in a long time,
so thank you.

Oh, that's a real shame.

Well, it was
a great night.
Thank you.

It doesn't have to end.

- Um...
- Can I tell you
something?

Yes.

Secret.

Oh.

Um...

Yeah, I'm just not--

I-- I just think
it's too--

It's okay.
No, I get it.
I get it.

- There's no need
to rush things.
- Sorry.

- No, no need
to rush things.
- Yeah, I just--

- It's okay.
- Okay, yeah.

I-- um-- just--

It just feels right
with you.

It really does.

Thank you,
that's nice.

Thank you
for understanding.

Um... okay,
well good night.

Good night.

Thank you.

- Call me or something.
- Okay.

( loud whistle )

That cleared your head.
Am I right?

Totally clear.
Yup. Thanks.

Oh, yeah.

( grunting )

- ( shouts )
- ( laughs )

Hey, you guys!

Ooh, Wesley,
come here, baby.

Come here.
Ooh, yes, baby, yes.

How are you?
How are you?

Who? Wesley.

Wesley!

Yeah.

Mommy missed you.

- Oh, he loves it here.
- Yeah?

Well, thanks
for showing him
a good time.

It's what I do.

So, how was he behavior-wise?

Oh, he was-- he was
a perfect gentleman.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Muah.

No whining at night
or tearing things up?

None of that?

No. My diagnosis...

he just needed
some alone time

with his "papparooni."

- Okay.
- Mmm-hmm.

Okay, bye.

Wesley, are you
being better with Daddy

- than you are with me?
- ( Wesley barks )

( cheering, shouting )

Hayden,
Dump and chase.

Clay:
We'll work on that
shooting now, buddy.

That a boy.

Oh!
That's okay, hey.

Rhett:
...where did you
get a donut?

Clay:
Let's try one more, come on.

Rhett:
Focus on the ice,
all right?

Don't jump the puck.

You're gonna look
at the puck real quick.

Then you're gonna look
where you're gonna shoot.

Go!

That's all right,
let's try it again.

Let's try that again.

This stinks.
I can't do it.

Whoa, hey.

How are you gonna score
without a stick?

Huh? What happens
when the puck comes at you?

What if another puck comes
flying at you?

What if another puck...

Are you just gonna
hit it away like that?

Oh.

Oh ho ho ho.

Rhett! I think we found
your goalie.

Yeah?

Clay:
Welcome to the crease club.

I know, I know, I need it.
Can I have it back?

Wesley, I need it back.

I need it back.
I need it back.

Wesley, remember you're
not supposed to sleep with me

in the bed anymore.

You're gonna have
to go to your own bed.

I'll take you
in a few minutes.

You can snuggle for now.
Yeah, you can snuggle.

This is nice, right?
Just the two of us?

Yeah. We don't
need Daddy, right?

It's better without him.

No more snoring.

No more screaming
at the TV.

Mmm-hmm.

No more wet,
stinky hockey socks.

It's better, right?

Yeah.

This is Wesley's
first time here.

Oh, Wesley will make
fast friends here.

We're a family, really.

Happy On Day Care
is a perfect place

for Wesley to play,
laugh, and discover.

- Are those-- um?
- Those are original works.

We set aside a portion
of each day

for arts and crafts.

They are just so talented.

I can see that.

He's gonna love it.

Okay.
Thank you.

Mommy has to go.
Have a great time.

Okay. I'll give you
the leash back.

- ( Wesley growls )
- Woman: Free yourself
of those thoughts.

- Get that energy flowing.
- Okay, Jen, the energy's
starting to flow

right down through his tail,
so I'm gonna use the paw

dip it in the paint.

Think of the birds
on the trees.

Get the paw--
there you go.

Feel his energy shift?
His energy shifted
when you did that.

All the way
through his tail, okay?

- ( Wesley whimpers )
- Wesley, when you're ready,

why don't you come
make a painting?

( barks )

Lindsay,
the burnt sienna?

( Wesley continues barking )

( all dogs barking )

Somebody stop him!
He's Jackson Pollock-ing
the hallway.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Stop him!

- ( Wesley barking )
- No, no, no, no, no!

Get back here!
Wesley!

That is what
I'm trying to say.

I think clearly the dog has
some sort of anxiety disorder.

- ( dogs barking )
- ( Wesley whimpers )

- What?
- Kenneth, I have
to call you back.

Sir, Wesley
ruined a number

of paintings today.

Not to mention my office.

Paintings?

Why is he painting anyway?

Why is he in a cage?

He was being
overly animated,

so I put him
in a timeout corner.

You're lucky I don't get
overly animated with you.

Please don't point
your finger at me, sir.

There's three more pointing
back at you and your dog.

What's up next?
Water boarding?
My goodness.

Come here, buddy.
Unbelievable.

Clay, what are
you doing here?

You listed him
as your emergency contact,

so when I got
your voicemail,
I called him.

- Sorry.
- Emergency, really?

Did you see the hallway?

Shut the door, please.

Clay:
You put him
in doggy Guantanamo.

It was nothing
like that.

A torture chamber.
Can I ask you a question?

Would you rather leave him
with complete strangers

than with his own daddy?

They were not strangers.
It was doggy daycare.

You could have just called me.
I would have taken him.

But it was not
your day to have him.

- Why does he have to--
- ( barks )

- Olive: What--
- Clay: Wesley, come here.

- Olive: Come here!
- That lamp shouldn't
be there anyway.

You need to realize that
you may no longer be married,

but you still share
custody of Wesley.

You need to manage that,
both for Wesley and
for yourselves.

Yes, Dr. Wendy.

Maybe the dog lady's right.

Yeah.

Yeah, I mean I still
get a knot in my belly

when I think back
to my mom and dad

were just at each
other's throats.

It's not good.

We don't have
to be like that.

No, we don't have
to be like that.

I don't wanna
be like that.

Maybe it would be good
for Wesley if we, you know,

were together every
once in a while.

Once in a while we should
get the band back together.

That would be nice.

Okay.

Olive:
Clay, cake!

When I get the cake,
you guys keep Wesley here.

You know, this
was a good idea.

We need plates.

Plates.

- I never fixed this, huh?
- You never fixed it.
( chuckles )

- You remember?
- Do I remember?

Listen, at the end
of the longest road trip...

I couldn't wait to get you
in the bedroom.

I willingly jumped up there.

Hung on for dear life.

So...

This is nice, right?

- ( Wesley barks )
- Yeah, I know, I know.

He's getting impatient
down there.

- Up top.
- ( mumbles )

Ooh, man.
How about you?

Ow.

Wesley's really
happy, right?

Yeah, look, he's like
every little guy,

he just wants to see
his parents happy.

- ( doorbell rings )
- Together. Having fun.

Come on, man.

So what are we gonna
do about that?

I'm sure we can figure
something out, right?

Like what?

- Like...
- Glenn: Hello, hello...

Where's the birthday dog?

Oh! Olive!

( mutters )

Yeah.
Right on, buddy.

Hey, Glenn.

Clay, what's up?

Didn't know
you were coming.

- Did you invite Glenn?
- No. Hi... I did not.

Well, he's here.

I mean I may
have mentioned it,
but--

Oh, I was in
the neighborhood
and uh--

we've been-- we've been
seeing a little bit

- of each other lately.
- Yeah, yeah, she told me

about the uh,
the private sessions,
it's great.

And we're dating.

- Awesome.
- Yup.

Hey, Wesley!
Who's a good boy?

Yeah.
Happy birthday.

- Here you go.
- Whatever.

Hi.

- Hi.
- How are you?

Good, nice to see you.

Olive:
Yeah, it's good.
How are you?

I'm just gonna put this--

Yeah, I need a big knife
to cut this.

Glenn:
Who's this guy?

- Yeah, Let's get some--
- This is Koji.

- Clay: Koji.
- This is Emily.

You already met Libby.

- Olive: You met Clay.
- Glenn: Oh, yeah,
my man, Clay.

All:
Is he one? Is he two?
Is he three?

( rock music playing )

( shouting )

- Come on!
- Do it!

( shouting )

( shouting, grunting )

( shouting )

( grunts )

How do you like me now?
Let's go again.

And when it hurts.
Let's go!

Nice job, Lonnergan.
Looking good.

Thanks, Coach.

Doing great.
Feeling great.

Wesley and I have been
training with Glenn Hannon.

Do you know him?
He's got a great
reputation.

Oh, huh, I believe
it's important

that dogs sleep
in their own bed.

Oh, yes, of course.
He loves his bed.

He sleeps in that bed
every night.

Never ever sleeps with me.

- Hmm. Really?
- Yeah, no.

Can you please direct him
to get in his bed?

Oh, yes,
of course I can.

Yes.

- Wesley...
- ( Wesley groans )

Into your bed.

Wesley.
Into your bed!

Wesley,
get into your bed!

( groans )

- Yeah.
- Well, we're
a work in progress.

Uh-huh.

But look at him.
He's so cute.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Hi.
- Oh, hey.

How is practice going?

This is my year.

Here.

Um... well this is
the last visitation

until the court
reconvenes, so...

I-- I told you
I'd make you a copy
of this.

- Thanks.
- Mmm-hmm.

- All right.
- Okay.

Let's go be men, huh?

Get that stick ready, man.
You've gotta get--

you've gotta get
that stick ready, yeah?

No?

Get frustrated.

Get angry.

I quit.

Listen to me, sometimes
you do everything right

and the puck's
still gonna go in.

It doesn't change
who you are, man.

All right?

You got this.

( Wesley whimpers )

Muah!

( barking )

Hey.

Big day tomorrow,
Butterbones.

Dr. Wendy is coming.

I need you on your
best behavior, buddy.

Yeah.

Ah, that's disgusting.

( sighs )

( whimpering )

Oh, you know that's
Mommy's shirt,
don't you?

I miss her, too, buddy.

( muttering )
He was killed.

( Wesley whimpers )

Hey, buddy.

What is it?

Oh, you've been a bad boy.

Wes!

Okay, okay.

Ugh!

Hey!
Get down.

( panting )

Sh--

( clanging )

Ugh!

Stay. Stay.
Bad boy.

Yes, you are.
Bad boy.

Ugh.

Oh!

Wes! Wes! Hey, buddy.
Come here.

Nudge the door, buddy.

Nudge it.
Nudge it.

Mr. Lonnergan!

Mr. Lonnergan,
are you okay?

Fabulous.
Oh, boy, yeah.
How are you?

- Mr. Lonnergan.
- I'll be with you
in a minute.

Why is there smoke?

Hey, buddy, yeah.
I love you, too.

Go turn the oven off.

Something is burning.

Steam from the shower.
I'm good.

- Uh-huh.
- It's all good, yeah.

Mr. Lonnergan, we have
an appointment right now.

I'm coming!

- Uh!
- ( Wesley barks )

Wes, uh!

For God sakes.

- ( kettle whistling )
- ( alarm sounding )

Agh!

God!
( screams )

Wes!

Where is she?

I'm coming!

Don't go!

Oh, my, God!

( sighs )

Come on, baby, come on!

Outside, outside.

Outside.
Good.

( clears his throat )

Dr. Wen--

Dr. Wendy!

Hey! Dr. Wendy!

Dr. Wendy!

Wesley!
Hi, baby.

- Here.
- What's wrong?

Well, congratulations
on winning the case.

What are you
talking about?

I blew the evaluation.

It was a total
frickin' disaster.

Oh, Clay.

What? What?

Wanna come inside
and have some tea?

Come on.

All right.

I'll have some tea.

It's probably for the best.

I didn't deserve him.

- I mean, don't say that.
- What?

35 years old
with a broken body
and a broken life.

It's awesome.

Come jump on the Clay train.

( imitating a train whistle )

( chuckles )
Clay.

Honey, we could have
avoided this whole mess

if I just--

What?

What's that?

Oh, those are costumes.

Costumes for what?

For the festival.

Really?

You two are going
to the doggy festival
without me.

I didn't think it would
really make any sense

for you to go.

( scoffs )

And Glenn,
his center's
having a demo

and he asked me
to help, so--

Awesome.

Boys, this is it, all right?
First game of the season.

We've got a big game
tonight, okay?

Those other guys
are really moving out there.

I don't know if you
saw them in warm-ups.
I need 110%

from all of you guys.
We're gonna go out there
and crush

the Papa John's Wolverines,
all right?

All: Yeah!
Rhett: Koji, right, Koji?

Hey, come on, Koji,
keep your head in the game,
my man.

- All right?
You ready to go?
- Yeah.

You ready?
You're our tender
tonight, buddy.

What are we going to do?
Stop some pucks?

All right.

( sighs )
Damn it, Clay.

All:
Go Wolf Pack!

( shouting, clamoring )

Man:
Mark, get up! Get up!

Hey, Clay,
you in here?

What?

Dude, open this door.

Leave me alone.

Where were you, man?
We just won.

Koji was awesome.
Thanks for showing up, man.

Real nice.

Congratulations.
Now leave me alone.

You know, if I didn't
know any better,

I'd say this mess in here
is a cry for help.

This is disgusting.
What's wrong with you?

Well, this mess
is Clay Lonnergan.

Wifeless and dogless.

What do you mean dogless?
Where's Wesley?

Well, look around, man.
This is what the good
doctor saw.

Game over.

What about that super sweet
video we were making?

What about that?

Oh, that.
It was "Apocalypse Now,"
with a dog.

And just to stick the knife
in a little further,

I find out she's going
to the dog festival.

I mean, you know that's my
favorite day of the year, man.

And she's going in
a sweet ladybug outfit

and with that tool bag, Glenn.

Okay, just because Glenn
has, literally, perfect
bone structure

doesn't mean you need to
give up on this whole thing,
all right?

Uh, it's not giving up.
There's no fight.

And people you love
always leave you.

Ain't that right, Koji?

Huh?

Yeah, you know
all about it.

There's nothing any of us
can do about it,

so that's what
I'm gonna do.
Nothing.

For the last time,
both of you,

get out of here!

Hey, I know you're
hurting right now,
but you don't dare

talk to my nephew
like that, all right?
He's nine years old.

Pull it together, man!
You're an adult.

This is embarrassing.
Let's go, Koj.

Sometimes you do
everything right,

and the puck
still goes in.

I didn't do everything
right, though.

So?
Try again.

Even monkeys
fall from trees.

Even monkeys fall
from trees.

I think I really
hurt Clay.

Well, honey, I mean you both
have been at each other

for quite some time,
I mean--

- I know.
- Really?

Yeah, but,
I guess.

But he was so sad
when he saw

that I was going
to the festival
without him.

You know what, I thought
he wanted to have a family.

- Right?
- He did. He said he did.

I know he did.

Then he started
to get all weird

and he started
pushing back

and I don't know what
is going on in his head.

Obviously, a lot.

But-- if he ever
figures it out,

he'll make
a great father

to somebody some day.

All right, that
was a good one, bud,

we're gonna
try it again, ready?

Get low. Get ready.
All right, here we go.

Oop.

Rhett, can I have
a word, buddy?

Yeah, you can come over
if you wanna talk.

Oh, oh!

Oh!

I just-- I wanna ask...
can you forgive me?

I'm asking your forgiveness.
Please forgive me.

You okay, bud?

Now I have a plan,
but I need your help.

I don't suppose
either of you guys

has a sewing machine?

I do.

You loved me,
even when I was an ass.

And I will never
forget that.

Olive, you are the wings
to my heaven.

Wow, dude.
I didn't know
you had that in you.

Neither did I.

- It's so good.
- Koj?

Nice job.

- Let's do this.
- Yeah.

* Na, na, na, na,
na, na, na, na, na, na *

* Na, na, na, na,
na, na, na, na *

* Yeah, yeah, yeah
You told us once *

* You said
that anything goes *

* Now we're thinking twice,
that's right *

* To never go forward
the way that you oughta *

* Whispers
in the spanning sounds *

* that nothing's strictly
out-of-bounds... *

Come see
a free demonstration.

Lead your pack.
You can pull your
misbehaving pup

the Hannon way.

Come see a free
demonstration.

Ooh, read your pack,
and control

your misbehaving pup
the Hannon way.

Hi, Dolly.

Woman:
Hi, Clay, good to see you.

Yeah.

Hi!

( crowd chattering )

See a demonstration.

- I'll check it out.
- Okay.

Woman:
Thank you for coming.
Wonderful costume.

- Suzy!
- Hi.

- Hey, it's Clay.
- Uh-huh?

- I need to ask you
a really big favor.
- Mmm-hmm?

Your dog is 99.8% wolf

and wolves run in packs.

Any pack leaders
here today?

We're trying to turn
you into pack leaders.

- I can't wait
to read that.
- Pretty good.

Enjoy.

- I'm a hit.
- Good!

Do you mind handing out
brochures,

I gotta go to the truck
for another box of books.

- Of course.
- All right.

Uh, are you gonna
wear that all day?

I was planning on it.

- I'll be two minutes.
- Okay.

Stay.

( chuckles )
Just kidding.

Jo Jo? Jo Jo?
Just stand down.

Ringo, give us four, man.

Just gonna take over,
Bobby Dee.

Yeah, I cleared
it with Sally,

- she said--
- Okay cool, man.

Hey...

How do you get--
this cord is so long.

Man:
Come on, you go this!

- I got it.
- Thank you.

Ugh!

Man:
Look at this guy!

Clay:
Olive! Dr. Greene!

Is that Daddy?

I'm not the butthead
that you know.

I'm Bob and uh,
well, I mean,

a bee ain't nothin'
without honey.

You're my honey.

I thought you were gonna
hand out brochures.

- Uh-huh, I was.
- Well, and you loved me

even when I was,
well, just an ass.

And a big one.

And I will never
forget that.

- Never.
- Is that Clay?

- It is.
- Clay: You're honey.

- What the hell is he doing?
- Clay: That's right.

I don't know.

You, Olive,
are the wings
to my heaven.

People think you're
my girlfriend.

You look bad,
I look bad.

Glenn.

- Hey, I look good, right?
- You look great.

I mean, this is--
you're killing it.

- She's gonna
love it, right?
- Uh, good job, man.

Thanks, guys.

Uh, I'm not sure
what you're trying
to do here,

but I think it's time
for you to see yourself out.

You know what, Glenn,
I think there's a poodle
that needs help.

- You're embarrassing yourself.
- Really?

( laughs )

Give me a drumroll.

( drumroll )

Ah! Oh!

Stay down,
Bumblebee Bob.

Easy, Mr. Bee.
Come on, Bumble,
just stay down.

Man, this is just
a couple of grown men

fighting
in a dog festival.

Taking on
a ice hockey champion!

Wesley! Wesley!

Wesley!

- ( Wesley barking )
- ( shouting, clamoring )

You guys,
this is not good.

- Clay: Get down!
- Olive: Come here, Wes.

Come here,
come here, boy.

Clay:
You want more?

- Come on!
- Who's laughing now?

Olive:
What are you doing? Stop.

Why are you doing this?

It was the insect
who started it.

Guys!

Olive, what do you think?

I'm...

You didn't like it?

You thought this would
make everything okay?

Well, yeah.

Oh, my God.

( imitates buzzing )

Cute isn't enough.

I'm done waiting for you
to grow up.

I'm just done.

- Easy come, easy--
- ( grunts )

- Ugh!
- Hey, come on, dude.
Let's go.

- Glenn: God, are you
kidding me?
- Koji: Weirdo.

Dude, get up, come on.

You stay down there
with your dumb face.

- ( gavel pounds )
- First Circuit Court

of the state of Illinois,
Judge Hutcheons presiding.

Court is now in session.

Mr. Lonnergan, on your final
court appointed visit,

Dr. Wendy reports
that not only was she
unimpressed

with your living conditions,
she found you to be,

and I quote,
"A complete lunatic."

It was a bad morning,
I'll give her that much.

Miss Greene clearly has
the more stable home

and this probably would have
been the deciding factor,

that is until I took a look
at the adoption records.

Your Honor, those documents
are missing.

Judge Hutcheons:
The dog rescue agency
was able to locate a copy.

Thank you.

Prior to marriage,
the adoption records

were signed
by Clay Lonnergan.

That makes Wesley
the legal property

of Mr. Lonnergan.

This is no longer
a custody issue.

Bailiff, please return
Mr. Lonnergan's property
to him.

Court adjourned.

- No.
- Are you kidding me?

- That's it?
- I'm sorry, Miss Greene.

What? But--
who makes these laws?

Wesley's property?

- Miss Greene.
- I'm sorry.

When was the last time
your car was happy
to see you?

Or your couch?
A piece of property
can't love you back.

So don't tell me
that my dog is the same

as a stupid TV
or a lamp.

Because he's not.
He's not.

Enough.

Oh, God.

Come on.

Come on, buddy.

All right,
little buddy,

Daddy's gonna go
to work now, okay?

Good boy.

Okay.

Look at this.

We are gonna
make you a bed

of freshly washed
jerseys.

That one's
not so fresh.

Okay, buddy.

There you go.

All right.
Come here.

Seventy minutes of hell,
my friend.

Love you.

Hi Coach,
you wanna see me?

Lonnergan,
come on in.

I gotta tell ya,
you've been extremely
impressive

- these past few weeks.
- I've been trying.

Longo's out
with a sprained ankle.

They're calling you up.

Huh.

- ( Clay chuckles )
- Knock 'em dead, kid.

I haven't been called
kid in a while.

- Thanks, Coach.
- Good luck to you.

( barking )

Rhett,
they're calling me up.

( sighs )

Oh, Wes!

Wesley!

( car horns honking )

Wesley!

( tires screeching )

( phone rings )

- Clay?
- Ollie...

uh...

I lost Wesley.

- What?
- I lost Wesley.

Just tell me
where you are.

I've been looking
all night for him.

- I just can't--
- I'll be mad at you later,

let's just find our dog.

Okay, people, we need
to work quickly.

Let's assume he's walking
at a normal pace in this
urban environment.

He could be
in an eight mile radius.

He's an approachable
mid-size dog,

so that means that
he should be easy to spot.

We've gotta get
the fliers up fast.

There are staple guns
and tape in my trunk.

Let's go find
Wesley.

All right,
let's do it.

Clay:
Let's go.
Come on, guys, come on!

* Love you like a razor
in the snow *

* Cut me up
before I'd even know *

* Cage me up now, baby,
then then go... *

Clay:
I'll just lift you.

One, two, three.

* Hanging me black and white
all over town *

Clay:
You're almost
as heavy as me, man.

* Tell your friends
I'm lost *

- * but you are found
- Thank you.

* Love you really don't...

Good job there,
dude.

Bring it in.
Beautiful.

Watch your fingers.

And...

- ( Clay mutters )
- Dude, we gotta go.

If we're gonna make it
we have to leave right now.

- Rhett, I'm not going
anywhere.
- Man...

- I've gotta find my dog.
- Come on.

No, no, no.
Gotta get all these
flyers up.

We can give them
to Olive.

- Dude.
- Don't dude me.

- God.
- Olive: What's going on?

He got called up,
but we're not gonna make it
unless we leave right now.

- He got called up?
- Yeah.

Rhett:
Come on, dude, let's go!

Clay, you gotta go.
You got called up.

I'm right where
I need to be, Olive.

Yeah, but, I've got
this covered, okay?

You just-- this is everything
you've been working for--

( gasps )

This guy.

Is that guy taking down
our fliers?

Why would...

Come on.
Come on.

- Oh.
- Hey!

Just stay back.
This may get dicey.

I've lived with you
for five years, I know dicey.

Why are you
giving this to me?

( squeals )
Ow!

Clay:
Shh. There he is.

Clay:
Wes.

Here, buddy.

( mutters )

( Clay whistling )

- Wesley, baby.
- Hey, buddy.

Olive:
Hi, Wesley!

His name is Bandit
and he's my dog.

That's right.
His name is Bandit.

His name's Wesley.
It says it on his collar.

He's our dog.

- Clay: Oh, whoa, whoa.
- Get out of here.

Easy big fella.

( Wesley barking )

- Easy.
- ( Wesley growls )

Listen, buddy, I'm sure
you got your problems, man.

Let me tell you, brother,
I got mine, but right now,

the only problem
I have is you.

That dog is my life.

I got nothing
without that dog.

All right, so--
I'm asking.

One bum to another bum.

Let us take
our boy home.

And just so you know,
he can bench press
300 pounds.

Give or take fifty.

- Baby, do you wanna--
- Thank you. Thank you.

Hi, baby, come here.

All right.

Olive:
Thank you so much.
Let's go.

- Do you like hockey?
- I love hockey.

Here's 20 bucks.

You and Gandalf,
Go see the Wolves.

I'll probably just
buy crack.

- Koji: Wesley...
- Hey, man, we've gotta go
right now.

- Let's go, ready?
- Yeah.

- Come on.
- Koji: We were looking
all over for you.

- One second.
- Olive: Okay, okay.

All right.

Listen, we could
be gone for a while.

I mean, I don't know how long
Longo's gonna be out for.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

- When do you leave?
- Tonight. After the game.

Take care
of your daddy.

Hey, if we don't leave right
now, we're gonna miss it.

- Let's go, let's go.
- Go.

- Have a great game.
- I will.

Come on!
Race you to the car!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Go, go, go, go!

My grandma runs
faster than that, Koji.

Clay:
In the car, Wes!
You too, Koji.

Rhett:
There you go, buddy.
All right, yeah, come on.

( sighs )

( hard rock music playing )

Announcer:
Clay Lonnergan gets his first
start in goal tonight

for the Chicago Bulls in front
of a sold-out crowd.

Now pressure's
on his shoulders.

He's worked
very hard for this.

He'd love to be
the number one guy,

Has to be very nervous.

( crowd cheers )

- Olive, hey, it's Rhett.
- Come in.

- Hey.
- What are you
doing here?

- Why aren't you at the game?
- Shh, just listen, okay?

Okay, I've been doing
a lot of thinking

and I understand now
that our timing
was all wrong

and that--

- ( exhales ) just--
hang on, just--
- Are you okay?

Shut up.
shut up for a second.

Okay, I've been thinking
about a lot of things

and I understand now that
our timing was all wrong.

You were ready to start
a family and I wasn't

and now I'm ready,
but you moved on

and I have to
live with that.

But it doesn't mean
Wesley should have to.

I know now that he needs
his mom just as much

as he needs his dad
and that's why I want--

Koji, Koji, now!

That's why I want you
to always be in his life.

So forget what the judge said,
he'll always be our dog.

Um, Clay wrote that,
in case you were wondering.

I didn't write those words.
I don't feel those things
towards you.

Those are--
that's how Clay thinks.

And I think we're--
I think we're done here, right?

Okay, See ya.
Come on, buddy.

We did it.
We gotta go.
Let's go.

See ya, Wesley.
See ya, Olive.

Oh, baby.

( hard rock music playing )

( crowd roars )

( cheering )

( audience clapping
in rhythm )

( audience chanting )
Lonnergan!

Lonnergan!

Announcer:
Ladies and gentlemen,

here comes
your Chicago Wolves.

The fans have been waiting
for a long time.

This game,
a lot rides on it.

First place,
playoff implications,

and the arch rival, Admirals,
from just down the street.

- ( music playing )
- (crowd roars )

( cheering )

Okay, let's go.
Let's go!

Move!

Let's go Lonnergan!
I got your back.

How you doin', man?

( hard rock music playing )

( buzzer sounds )

Announcer:
Clay Lonnergan gets hit,
and he is down.

Announcer #2:
And that is too bad.
He has been terrific tonight.

- ( Clay chuckles )
- Might be the best game
I've ever seen you play.

- It was amazing.
- Clay: Oh, that's good
to hear.

You got your bell rung,
but you're gonna be fine.

- Right, Koj?
- Yeah.

Why don't you
give him a high five,
we gotta take off.

I'll live to fight
another day, man.

- ( chuckles )
- Rhett: Here we go.

All right, buddy,
we'll see you in
the waiting room.

Ready, Koj?

Come on, buddy.

The x-rays are negative.

You should be good to go
in a day or so.

Thanks, Doc.

Mr. Lonnergan, your doctor
is ready to see you now.

I just saw the doctor.

Hi.

Hi.

The boys delivered
your message.

How badly did they
screw it up?

Well, it was Rhett,
so it was pretty bad.

That guy.

But it was perfect.

- Really?
- Mmm-hmm.

- Like perfect or--
- Like perfect. Perfect.

So I was thinking that
there might be a way

for us to both take care
of Wesley together.

How?

Come back home.

I just have one question.

Ahem.

Will you stop
divorcing me?

I think I fell back
in love with you just now.

Now, I know things haven't
been normal lately,

then again,
they never are, right?

( Wesley growls )

There's gonna be
a little transition,

but you'll be fine.

You ready for this,
Butterbones?

Yeah.

Come here! Come here!
Come on!

Let's go surprise Mommy.

Let's go.

On three.
One, two, three.

Go.

Wesley, meet Danny.

Hi, baby.

( all laughs )

You're a big brother now.

( growls )

Oh.
( laughs )

Uh-oh.

Clay:
He'll get used to it,
right?

Olive:
Wesley, Wesley,
he loves you.

* If destination's
where you're going *

* I can't wait to see
the morning *

* I can't wait to see
the sun shine in you *

* Getting nervous
makes me worry *

* Sleep, wake up
in such a hurry *

* I can't wait to see
the sun shine in you *

* What's important,
get euphoric *

* Oh, safe to say
I'm sane *

* Get to know you

* Get to show you

* Oh, safe to say
I'm sane *

* Can't believe
I'm about to fall *

* Not a poet,
not at all *

* I can't wait to see
the sun shine in you *

* Sweet surrender,
calm caress *

* I'm a loser I confess

* I can't wait to see
the sun shine in you *

* What's important,
get euphoric *

* Oh, safe to say
I'm sane *

* Get to know you

* Get to show you

* Oh, safe to say
I'm sane *

* Oh, oh

* Oh, oh

* Oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh, oh *

* Oh, oh