Mac's Secret Dog Club Transcripts

Cleo [Without Mrs. Diller]: Mac's Secret Dog Club. [On this map of Birdwell Island, the dogs played the shuffle dog without people] The shuffle-dog champion of Birdwell Island... Prepares her shot! 
Unh! [Cleo is sliding her shot for the points without people]
Clifford [Without Emily Elizabeth]:: 10 points!
T-Bone [Without Sheriff Lewis]: Way to go, Cleo! 
Cleo: It's a gift.
Clifford: Okay, watch the shuffle-dog champ of the world make his shot. [He wags his tail and shoot the shuffle disc and goes to the ocean of Gulf of Mexico]
Cleo: Whoa!
Dogs: 1... 2... 3... 4... 5... 6... 7... 8... 9... 10!!
Cleo: Wow! Points for that one, Clifford. One for each skip. Your turn, T-Bone.
T-Bone: Okay. The shuffle-dog champion of the, um...uh, universe steps up. Oof. [T-Bone can't reach without Sheriff Lewis as he sniffing into smelled like dockery]
Cleo [She slapped her face herself] Oh...
Mac [Without Jetta]: What's going on, Cleo?
Cleo: T-Bone's taking forever to shoot.
T-Bone: Huh?
Mac: Whoa! Oof! [As he splashed the sand for the secret dog club]
Clifford: Are you okay, Mac?
Mac: Yeah, no thanks to T-Bone.
T-Bone: Sorry.
Cleo: So what's going on with you, Mac?
Mac: Oh, not much. I was just on my way over to my new... [Whispering] super-secret dog club.
Clifford: Secret club?
Mac: Mm-hmm. All the best dogs on the island are in it.
T-Bone [Cleo gasping]: Wow! Like who?
Mac: Me.
Clifford: And?
Mac: And you, if you want to join.
T-Bone: Of course, we want to join.
Mac: Well, uh, not everyone can get in, you know.
Cleo: How do you get in, Mac?
Mac: First, you have to follow me.
T-Bone: W-we can do that.
Mac: We'll see about that.
[The dogs out of here. Later, the dogs climbed up the hill at the Birdwell Island Hill Park without people as Cleo panting]
Cleo (panting) How much further, Mac?
Mac: Almost there.
 T-Bone [Grunting]: Whoa! Oops! [T-Bone is having trouble to climb] 
Mac: Oh, brother.
Clifford: I gotcha, T.
T-Bone: Thanks, Clifford.
Mac: Well, ahh... Here it is... My super-secret dog club! [It's Super-secret dog club waterfall without people]
Cleo: Wow, Mac! This is great!
Clifford: What a neat place for a club.
T-Bone: It's perfect!
Mac: Yeah, I know. Too bad you can't be in it, T-Bone.
T-Bone: Huh?
Clifford: Huh?
Cleo: What?
Mac: Sorry. But all members have to be able to get here...
T-Bone: I'm here.
Mac: By themselves. You have to be able to get here with no help. [T-Bone Whimpers] Sorry, T-Bone. It's a club rule.
Clifford: That's not fair, Mac.
Cleo: Yeah. That's a dumb rule!
Clifford: Can't we change it?
Cleo: Yeah! Let's take a vote.
Mac (solemly Oath): Oh, all right. Those in favor of T-Bone becoming a member say, yes.
Clifford: Yes!
Cleo: Yes!
T-Bone: Yes! [T-Bone panting]
Mac: Those not in favor say, no. No!
Clifford: Great! 3 "Yes," 1 "no." Looks like you're in, T-Bone.
T-Bone: Yes!
Mac: Not exactly. 
T-Bone Huh?
Mac: You see, the president, me, gets 4 votes. So the vote is actually 3 "yes" and 1 "no."
T-Bone: So, I can't join?
Mac: Ooh, sorry, T-Bone. Rules are rules. [T-Bone Whimpers]
Clifford: If T-Bone can't join the club, then I don't want to be in it either.
Cleo: Me neither.
Mac: What do you mean? Don't you want to slide down my super-secret dog club water slide?
Clifford: No, thanks, Mac. Come on, guys. Let's go play.
Cleo: Great.
T-Bone: Okay.
Mac: Wait! Wait! You can be vice president, Clifford.
Clifford: No, thanks.
Mac: And Cleo can be treasurer! Okay, you guys, but you don't know what you're missing!
T-Bone (plays the beach ball at the Birdwell Island Park): Do you give up yet?
Clifford: Not yet, T-Bone. [T-Bone barking as he played the beach ball with Clifford]
Cleo: Go, T-Bone! Go, Clifford!
Mac (to give Jetta a bag of Tummy Yummies): Hi, Cleo.
Cleo: Oh. Hi, Mac. Want to play?
Mac: Oh, heh, looks like fun, but, um, I'm on my way over to the club with these snacks for today. Tummy Yummies. [The bag of Tummy Yummies with smoke and it's really warm in the bag] Liver and bacon. Don't they smell delicious?
Cleo (sniffling to smelled like liver and bacon): Mm-hmm. They sure do.
Mac: I'd love to give you one, but, um, they're for club members only.
Cleo (the smoke fades in his bag of Tummy Yummies) Oh. Yeah. Well, they're going to love them, Mac. [Cleo Sighs] Okay, T, my turn! 
Mac: I can't believe Cleo won't join the club without T-Bone. [Clifford plays the ball with barking T-Bone] Ow!
T-Bone: Oops! Sorry, Mac. Want to play? [T-Bone is on top of the beach ball]
Mac: No, no. I have club things to do today.
T-Bone: Right. Club things.
[At The Super-secret club waterfall slide]
Mac: Okay, okay. Quiet down. The first meeting of the super-secret dog club will now come to order. Any old business? Okay. Well, um, any new business? [Mac Sighs] Okay, uh... [Mac Sighs] Now what? Oh! I know. How about some snacks? All in favor say, yes! You know, I thought having my own club Was going to be a lot more fun than this. Oh, well, at least I have good snacks. [Mac eats all the snacks that Jetta bought]
[At the beach to play with Super T-Bone]
Clifford: Oh, no! I'm trapped by the evil fluffy face!
Cleo: You'll never escape my prison, really big, really red dog! And now my nasty planto take over planet poodle is ready!
Ha ha ha hy-- [Cleo coughs in my sand at the beach]
Clifford: Are you okay, Cleo?
Cleo: Yeah. Yeah, I'm all right. Get back in the trap, Clifford.
Clifford: Oh, no! Who will save me?
T-Bone: Never fear! Super T-Bone is here!
Cleo: Super T-Bone! [Cleo gasps]...foiled again.
T-Bone: Don't worry, really big, really red dog! I'll save you! Ta ta-ta-da! Whoaa! [T-Bone rolling in the sand hill] Oof! [T-Bone laughing] Oops.
Mac (irritated in sand that Jetta has): Ooh, T-Bone! You got my ribbons and medals all full of sand!
T-Bone: Sorry, Mac.
Cleo: What are they for, Mac?
Mac: Oh, the club. We're going to play some super-secret games today.
Clifford: Sounds like fun.
Mac: It will be. You can win prizes and stuff. You guys want to come?
Clifford: All of us?
Mac: Well, T-Bone's not a member.
Clifford: Oh.
Cleo: Come on, T. Let's go play.
Clifford: You have to save me, Super T-Bone!
Mac: Clifford, wait.
Clifford: Yeah?
Mac: I really want you and Cleo to join my club. It's... Well, it's just no fun being in a club by yourself.
Clifford: It's no fun being left out of a club by yourself either.
Mac: Maybe you're right. Being left out of anything doesn't ever feel good.
Clifford: Yeah. It's just more fun when we all play together.
Cleo: Come on, Clifford! We need you!
Clifford: Okay, I'm coming! See you later, Mac.
Mac: Wait, Clifford.
Clifford: Yeah?
Mac: It is more fun, when everyone plays together. So, I'm going to change my vote. I vote that T-Bone joins my club.
Clifford: Wow! That's great, Mac!
Cleo: Come on, Clifford, let's play! 
Clifford: Guys, Mac wants to say something.
Mac: T-Bone, I'd like you to join my super-secret dog club.
T-Bone: Wow! Thanks, Mac!
Mac: In fact, everyone is welcome. [T-Bone & Cleo Barking]
[At The Super-Secret Dog Club Waterfall to jumping without people]
Clifford: Come on, Cleo, jump!
Cleo: The Birdwell Island water slide champ is now ready! Whoo-whee! [Cleo laughing and sliding in the waterfall and Cleo barking and laughing]
Mac: Hoo hoo hoo! That was great, Cleo! Who's next?
T-Bone: My turn. the water slide champion of the entire--whoaaa! Yeow! Look out! [T-Bone sliding around the water slide] Oof!
Mac (irritated): Oof! [Mac growled at T-Bone] T-Bone!
T-Bone: Sorry, Mac. I--i was-- [Mac laughing] Hey, T-Bone. This is fun! [The dogs laughter in the ending, flipped the pages back to Emily Elizabeth & Clifford]
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