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And there's this horrible barbecue I have to go to tomorrow.

Well, why is it horrible?

Because my mum's organising it.

Hey, look who's learning how to drive.

Jason.

That's scary.

Jason.

Concentrate, Jason.

Ram.

Let's try parking forward.

Reckon you're a star, eh? How about me and Snobs take you on?

You'll be sorry.

Ready?

Paying for that.

You okay, boy?

You and your dog.

So dead.

Can't we talk about this?

Come back here, you rotten feral.

Stop.

Shh, don't even pant.

Where'd they go?

Yeah, I did.

I went that way.

Thanks a heap.

I thought you were going to dump me in it. So did I.

So I guess you owe me one now.

Well, if you ever need a favour sometime... How about this Saturday?

Stop talking that feral, Ryan.

Get in. We're late.

My place. Saturday morning.

Be there.

Need you to cover for me. If anyone asks, tell them I've gone swimming,

Where are you really going? I have to do a favour for somebody.

Who?

Ryan. Ryan?

Are you crazy? He hates our guts. Yeah, but I gave him my word. Just don't tell

anyone else. They won't get it. You're right. They won't.

Yeah,

sorry, mate. Can't come.

Got to look after the kennels for my dad.

Bummer. How about tomorrow, then?

Yeah, yeah, tomorrow.

See ya.

What was that all about?

You think I want to be seen hanging out with a loser?

Come on.

Come on, snobs.

My old man's gone away for the day, left me in charge.

Ian, I want to show this dog Max.

He could be your twin.

The owner's coming to pick him up today. I need you to clean out his kennel.

That's the favour?

You know, I ain't going near the mongrel. Not after this.

But you're good with dogs, aren't you?

He owes me big time.

All I know is he was gone swimming.

I'll check the beach. If he's not there, I'll be back.

Hey, the towel!

Thanks.

Just cleaning the kennel.

Max, stay.

Stay. Stay.

I don't think I can do this.

What? You're going to give up that easily?

for the favor.

All right, one more go. Just give me a minute.

You know, it might really drive him nuts.

Might help if you kept him away.

Yeah, okay.

Got any white shoe polish?

Do you reckon this will work?

Got any better ideas?

Quick, that's the owner. Get him in the car.

Nobs, I need you to act nasty.

thinner or something.

Um, probably all the exercise he's been having. Yeah, he's had heaps of walk.

I'll just get him.

He must be sick. He didn't even snarl.

Oh, no, we're mates now.

Come here.

Come here.

Oh, you've turned him into a wimp.

Snap out of it, Max. You're a watchdog, not a lapdog.

Come on.

Now, he better perk up or I'll be having words to your dad.

Don't worry, he'll be fine. Yeah, buddy Sava, he'll be a different dog.

Come on, we've got to catch Max and switch him back before anyone realises.

And what's that for? I told you.

I don't want to be seen with you.

Whoa, boy.

My dog.

All right. You go around that side, Endham, and we'll box him in. And then

And I'll put this over him.

Okay. On three.

One.

Two. Marion, you owe me 300 bucks.

What? That's how much your headlight costs. And you're paying for it, not me.

I don't have 300 bucks. Well, then you better find it, hadn't you?

I'll give you till Monday, or you're dead.

Great. Ryan?

Ryan?

Where's Mac?

I don't know.

There, come on.

Charlie, dear, I think those are done.

No, I know.

The secret is to put in twice as much rum as the recipe says.

Sounds very strong.

Have a smell.

Mac's a punch, doesn't it?

I'll say.

How can you not go?

Here, get it off the table.

You're just in shock, dear.

Mum,

he didn't bite me.

Whatever happened, Charlie, that dog needs locking up, so when we get to the

police station, you just let me do the talking, all right?

Police?

If I don't get out of here now, I know he'll be lumped with the cleaning up.

Party. It's not snobs.

Then who is it? Some other dog from Ryan's kennel. Hey, get off the little

mongrel.

Got any ideas, Ryan?

Ryan? Not unless you've got a tranquilizer gun. Yeah, right.

How about this instead?

Good boy. Eat up.

That's the last piece.

Last one.

Lucky laugh.

Oh, what's the matter, boy? Eat too much?

Yeah, go on, Max. Have a sleep.

Good boy.

Good boy.

He's out. Beauty.

Grandma's rumpet has a use after all.

Boy, that's always heavy.

Snob.

Shh. Keep it down.

Quick. Slice and Dirty's waking up.

Hang on, Snob.

I'd better get back home before Mum does.

Okay, thanks for the help.

Yo, nice one. Yeah.

I've got to get home.

Yeah, me too.

Come on, boy.

You didn't really think I was going to leave you there, did you?

No way.

G'day, Marion.

We need to have a chat.

What about big snobs?

I've had a number of serious complaints about your dog. I mean, Charlie Oakley,

he's so badly bitten, he's having stitches.

But snobs didn't do that. People saw him.

So I have to take him in.

Take him in? No, you can't. He's got to be kept away from the public.

Come on.

What are you going to do with him?

Come on.

Well, if the complaints are justified, he'll be sent to the pound and put to

sleep.

Abby was there.

She can tell him.

So you're trying to tell me there was another dog exactly like yours that did

all of this?

Yeah, that's right. Abby saw him too.

And the dog looked exactly like Snobs? Yes.

It's not much use to me now, is it?

I know.

Ring the owner. Tell him to bring his dog down here.

Fine. What's his name?

Name?

I don't know.

Look, I'm sorry, but I've got a wad of statements identifying snobs as the dog

in question, so unless you can come up with something better... Okay, I know

person who can back up my whole story.

Hey, Ryan, you heard Marion?

Is that what happened?

Go on, tell him. What, like I'd let a dog escape and then trick the owner?

Is he nuts?

If Ryan had pulled a stunt like that, I'd have his guts for garters.

Yeah, he's making it all up. I am not. Tell the truth.

Listen, Mal, I've got a business to run, mate.

Yeah, sorry, Ray, I won't keep you. Yeah.

If you don't say anything, they're going to put snobs to sleep.

Life, that's my fault?

Sam out.

See you, mate.

How about I take you to where this dog lives? I think I remember the way. Look,

Marion, I know you love your dog, but you just have to face reality.

You know, sometimes the best dogs just go mad.

It happens.

This time you've got it wrong.

What is it, Mariam?

Can I ask these snobs?

The man from the pen will be here soon.

Just for a minute.

Hey, boy.

How's it going?

I'm going to try and break you out of here, but you've got to listen, okay?

Sorry, Marion. Time's up.

What's up with you?

You got a truck? You can do it out here, not in me truck.

Excuse me?

You've got a flat tyre.

Oh, terrific.

Come back here, you mongrel!

What happened?

Can you wait a minute?

Not much choice, do I?

Hey!

Oh, no, he's on to us.

Quick, find Snubs, I'll catch up with you later.

Is that enough of your games? Come here.

He ran along here with the black muzzle.

He went that way.

Look, we're going to catch him. It's just a matter of time. Why don't you

me where he is, get it over with.

You have to accept it, Marion. It's not a dozen bite people.

Eden Beach Police.

Dog attack?

Where? 46 Seaview Drive.

Please hurry.

Alright, I'm on my way.

This is where the report came from.

Oh, there's the snobs.

That's not snobs. It's the other dog, Max. Just give it a rest, eh?

Ryan?

Come on, boy. I wouldn't do that.

Oh, it's your dog. You get him. I told you, it's not my dog.

No, it's mine.

What's the problem, Constable?

This is your dog.

Yeah, that's right.

I bought Max about two weeks ago to keep burglars away from the house. Why? You

didn't have him at the kennel yesterday, did you? Yeah, I did, actually.

What's this about?

I'm afraid I'm going to have to pack your dog into custody.

Excuse me? Well, it seems he's bitten a young lad and caused a serious public

nuisance. It's the nothing of the sort. And if you touch one hair on his head, I

will have you in court so fast, you won't even... Marion!

Thank goodness I found you. That guy from the pound has got snobs. What?

Constable!

G'day, Stella.

Here's the one for the needle.

Just take him through there.

Hello, surgery.

Sorry, I can't come at the moment. What's the problem?

Still, I made it with the vet.

Hey, you can't go in there.

Come back here, snob.

I'm getting sick of this.

Stop!

You've got the wrong dog.

But I've got a court order right here.

Sorry, Stella, there's been a bit of a mix -up.

Good boy, snobs.

What do you want?

Well, it was you on the phone, wasn't it? Don't know what you're talking

Okay. Let's not laugh at me if they think anyway.

Here's the problem.

Who cares?

He's a loser.

Let's go.

Today's the day, remember?

Oh, yeah.

The money.

That's right.

You got it? Um, not exactly.

Is there any chance I could owe you a favour instead?

Dad wanted me to do it, but since you offered... Weeding, huh? Yeah, and every

weed you pull is 10 cents off the 300 bucks.

10 cents?

But that's like 300 wheat.

No, 3 ,000.

I never was good at maths.

Happy gardening.

Boy, I'm so glad I offered to help. Well, you were there too.

But you kicked the ball.

Well, the snots would catch it like he's supposed to. Oh, yeah, blame the dog.

He can't defend himself.

He's the one who started it, pulling that David Beckham act.

Oh, so now it's my fault.

I don't believe this.