بخش 03

You could almost swear them dogs are really singing.

Come on, kid. Sing with us.

What?

Yeah!

Oh, yeah. Thank you. Thank you very much.

Hot dog! Listen to ‘em, Cash. They love that number.

Yeah, and if a cow had wheels, it’d be a milk truck.

That song is hokey. They’re clapping for this little puppy.

Well, the kid’s cute, all right.

Hahaha! Kid, I’ll tell you what.

You can sing! You got pipes of gold.

You sure do!

Hey, kid, what’s your name? Copper.

Copper, thanks for getting us out of a tight spot.

It was fun! You got a future in show business, kid.

You come back and see us in a couple of years, you hear?

Yep, in a couple of years. ‘Cause being in a band takes maturity.

What?

What?

What just happened? I’ll tell you what happened.

You’re good at something, and I mean good!

Whoohoo!

Just what do you think you’re doing? A little audience participation.

That kid wowed ‘em. Kid? What kid?

Bye, Mr. Cash. That kid.

Little critter was heavensent. That sang my lead?

Oh, no. He didn’t just sing it.

He sang it.

You don’t mean to tell me that wetbehindtheears puppy could ever take my place in a band.

I didn’t say that. Although he does have that refreshing, blooming youth about him.

Just what exactly are you saying? What do you think I’m saying?

You’re saying what I think you’re saying. I think you know what I think I’m saying.

You’d better know that what you’re saying isn’t what I think you’re saying.

Why do you always…

Only ‘cause you never… What if I said to you…

Ooh! You know, this is just like the time when you…

You better not bring that up.

Hmph! Well, I think we’ve both been perfectly clear.

Ohh, perfectly.

I quit! Huh?

Cash, what are we gonna do? She’s gone with the wind.

Sit!

I’ll take care of this. I’d better. That talent scout will be here any minute.

Hi, there. Well, who are you?

Olivia Farmer, designated chaperone to Winchell P. Bickerstaff, talent scout from the Grand Old Opry. That’s you.

Ahem. Chaperone, huh?

I’m working to get my community service merit badge.

Well, that’s quite admirable, little lady.

Then I’ll have more than Sally Ann Merrybaum.

Thinks she’s so great.

Well, lead on, Miss Farmer. I’m alookin’ for some talent.

Oh, Dixie, you ain’t mad over a little joshing, are ya?

I was only teasing you. You know how I feel about you.

Yeah, you have a lousy way of showing it.

I am trying to kiss and make up here.

Now, won’t you please accept my apology?

Blow it out your ear.

All right, you diva dog, but I’m in charge of this band, and ain’t no one’s indispensable.

You’re in charge?

Which one of us is in the driver’s seat? Now, listen, you…

Now you got me riled.

All right!

Yeehaw! Ride ‘em, cowboy, away!

Whoohoo! Yeehaw!

All right! This is the most fun ever!

Secondmost fun ever. Mr. Cash.

Kid, I saw how blissful you looked singing.

That had to be the best time you ever had.

Oh, for sure.

Well, now, we can’t let nothing in the way of that.

Like I was saying, how’d you like to join the band?

Really? Huh? Yes, sir.

Genuine Singin’ Stray. What do you say?

Yeah!

Copper, we were gonna have some more fun.

Well, Tod can be in the band, too, right?

Well, uh… He’s my best friend.

Can you sing, kid?

Uh… ‘Course he can sing. Show him, Tod.

Whoa!

Hoohoo! Here’s the good news You’re gonna be part of the entouragey.

What’s that? That’s French.

Means you get to hang out with our star here, keep him happy.

He does that already.

You know, fetch water, clean dog bowls fun stuff like that.

That’s fun? Does Granny have fleas?

Aw, come on, Todd. It’s gonna be great!

Well… OK.

All right, then. Let’s get moving.