Marley & Me: The Puppy Years

Hi. I'm Marley.

Some people say I'm the world's worst dog.

Ooh! The mailman!

Hey!

I saw that! Bring that back!

That package is ours!

It could be my new ballistic nylon chew toy!

Oh, you better retreat, or I'll rip a hole in your blue Bermudas!

Hey, Marley.

- Thanks for breaking in my new kicks. - Dude! That's my specialty.

Bodi.

That's my boy Bodi.

I'm hanging with him this summer 'cause my parents are working.

He's cool. I can mess up his bed, shred his leather chew toys.

He doesn't care.

Bodi, it's time to go.

- Are those your new shoes? - Uh...

Marley did a little work on it.

Bad dog, Marley.

Bodi, you can't leave your shoes lying around

when there's a puppy in the house.

I mean, when are you gonna learn to take responsibility for your things?

No biggie. I can still wear them.

Oh. Good. 'Cause I'm not buying you another pair till college.

That's his mom, Ms. Grogan. She's a little tense.

She found out I was playing with those doggie-sized pillows on her couch,

and it sent her on this kick about Bodi needing to be more responsible.

Huh! Whatever that means.

Oh. I see you haven't found his leash.

- Uh... - Yeah. We gotta go.

- A long drive to Grandpa's. - Grandpa?

You mean the wrinkled guy?

Okay. Let's go. Want to go for a car ride, Marley?

- Get the door. - Car ride?

- Oh. Right. - Yeah!

Oh, Marley.

Bodi, don't let him climb on your face like that.

- Hey, hey, Dad. Yeah. We're on our way. - Are you gonna be late?

No. We're good. My flight doesn't leave till 4:00.

I don't know why she has to go to a leadership conference.

She could organize the Super Bowl blindfolded.

Oh, Marley! Was that you?

Is Bodi bringing a friend?

Oh, no, no, Dad. Marley is John and Jenny's new puppy.

I told you we're dog-sitting while they're on that writing assignment.

It's a big mistake, by the way.

Bug.

Mmm. Crunchy.

- Hi, guys. - Hi, Dad.

Hey, Grandpa.

Yep. It's the wrinkled guy.

Come on in.

Oh. Watch it, Marley.

- Hi. - Hi.

All right. So, here we have some general information

on Marley's naughty habits that you should be aware of.

Keep in mind that he does really like to chew pretty much everything,

so keep your favorite things out of reach.

- Hey, look at this backyard! - And... Where is Marley?

He's right...

He was just... I'll find him.

Uh-huh.

Marley?

There you are.

Hey, Bodi. Check this out.

Ahhh! Jacuzzi!

Marley!

Come on. Come on, Marley.

And make sure he gets out and meets some of the neighborhood kids.

Stop it. You are such a troublemaker.

Mom, when you get back, can I get my own dog?

Uh, when you prove you're responsible enough, we can talk about it.

Why is he wet?

I'm totally responsible.

Uh-huh. You've already lost Marley's leash,

let him chew one of your new shoes,

and I don't even want to know

why my pillows are suddenly smelling funny.

What if I can train Marley by the time you get back?

Well, that would be a miracle.

- So it's a deal? - What?

- If I can train Marley. - Sure.

Now you... You be good for Grandpa.

Don't let him play too many video games,

and, you know, maybe you can work with him on his follow-through.

I'll whip him into shape.

You just worry about catching your flight.

- Oh. Right. Okay. - Okay. Bye.

Thank you. Okay. Bye. Love you.

Love you, too.

This is gonna be great.

We can get away with all kinds of stuff with Grandpa.

- He's old. - I heard that.

Sorry.

Now listen up, cadets.

I may look like an old geezer, but I'm a decorated war hero,

and I don't take flak from anybody.

So you toe the line, and we'll get along just fine.

Aw, the wrinkled guy.

I was pretty little when we met,

but I remember he got really bent when I gnawed on his arm.

I was teething, you know.

He hasn't changed much.

Still grumpy and still wrinkled.

Follow me.

- Who spiked his prune juice? - Mm-hmm!

I heard that, too.

All right. Now...

When I'm sitting in this chair and the game is on, the remote is mine.

Copy that.

- And no dogs on the couch. - Really?

Right?

This way.

There's an auxiliary toilet in here.

Come on. I'll show you where you can store your skateboard.

Extra drinking fountain, check.

I smell leather shoe toys!

Hmm.

That smells like Spam!

I love this place.

Ooh. Ooh. Spam!

Ooh, Spam!

Ooh, Spam!

Now, the bedrooms in this house are kept neat.

- There it is. - And that means the bed's made,

clothes and shoes properly stowed.

There are some extra towels in here.

I thought this was supposed to be summer vacation, not boot camp.

- Did you hear that? - Yep.

I was just making a sandwich. Do you want one?

Sure.

Well, that's strange.

What happened to my Spam?

Wow.

- Lucky dog! - This might be a good time for a dog walk.

Come on, Marley.

Yeah, Marley! You've got some serious torque!

Inhale, exhale. Oh, yeah! I'm bad!

Hey! Wait up.

Thank you.

Whoa. Slow down!

Whoa!

Watch out!

Whoa!

Huh. Airmail.

- Are you guys okay? - You again!

That's our package!

Marley, no.

Marley, get out.

Don't touch the mail.

I'm really sorry.

- Marley can get out of control sometimes. - That's all right.

I'm Kaycee Ellis.

Bodi Grogan.

Grogan.

Your grandfather lives down the street, right?

Yeah.

Hey. Was that crazy, or what?

- Not funny. - Whoa! Easy.

You almost got me into trouble.

Sorry.

I had to battle the evil mailman.

Well, I'm in training.

That's my girl Godiva.

Ahhh, that's good. Right behind the ear.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

She's the leader of the agility team called the Barkaneers.

Agility team?

Yeah. We leap, we jump, we weave...

- And chase cats? - Uh, no.

Yeah, we're getting ready for the Ultimate Puppy Championship.

They're holding it at Summerville Arena.

- That sounds fun. - Yeah, it does!

It's awesome.

- Hey, maybe I could enter Marley. - You could,

but you need two other dogs to make a team.

They just can't be older than a year.

I totally want to run, jump, leap and chase cats.

Hello. There's no cats.

You could try Mrs. Crouch. She has two Lab puppies.

It's the white house at the end of the block.

Thanks. Maybe I'll do that.

Come on.

Just don't get any ideas about beating us.

Come on.

What do you think, Marley?

Yeah, yo use a good dog. Yeah.

- Hey, tubby? - What?

I hear someone. Why don't you stop feeding your face and see who it is.

Why don't you get off your lazy butt and see for yourself?

'Cause I'm sunbathing.

Well, I'm snacking.

Okay, fine. I'll go.

Maybe it's somebody cool.

Wait a minute. I want to see.

You know, they're probably out back here.

Oh. There they are.

Who's he?

Don't know.

Hiya.