[Carl, in his once-again airborne house, suddenly hears a knock at the front door]
Carl Fredricksen:
[Surprised]
Russell?
[opens the door to find Dug on his doorstep and is very happy]
Carl Fredricksen:
[Smiles]
Dug!
Dug:
[Looking sad]
I was hiding under your porch because I love you. Can I stay?
Carl Fredricksen:
[Delightfully]
Can you stay? Why, you're my dog, aren't you? And I'm your master!
Dug:
[His sadness turns to happiness. As he happily wags his tail]
You are my master? Oh, boy! Oh, boy!
[lunges forward and covers Carl in slobbery kisses]
Carl Fredricksen:
[laughing]
Good boy, Dug. You're a good boy.
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