Beethoven's 3rd Page #6

- Honey!

I'm okay.

I'm all right.

At least we're out

of the bug zone, honey.

That's it. We're taking

a night off from this vacation.

We're staying in a hotel.

Yes!

The dog has eaten up

all our reserve cash.

We can't afford

to stay in a hotel.

Beth, we can't afford not

to stay in a hotel tonight.

I'll take these inside,

and I'll be back for the others.

We have adjoining rooms

available.

However, we do not allow

animals in the rooms.

Hotel policy. If I made an

exception, I could get fred.

Is this really

that great a job?

Dad, Beethoven

has to be able to stay too.

He wouldn't even need a

bed. He's the quiet type.

So how does it look?

I can't fnd her.

Who?

What?

Who can't you fnd,

honey?

The gift shop. The gift shop. Oh.

I just thought

I'd get something...

for Aunt Alice and Uncle George

from the gift shop.

Uh, keep me company,

Beethoven.

- Please.

- Policy.

Sara, honey, Beethoven's Just gonna

have to spend the night in the RV, okay?

Honey, stand up.

Stand up.

Come on, boy. Let's see how good

you are. Find her, boy! Find her!

Beethoven,

your nose is a genius.

Come on, boy.

Are you sure Beethoven's gonna

be okay in the RV all alone?

We gave him his dinner.

He's been walked.

He has water. He's got

his own bachelor apartment.

Honey, he'll be fine.

Now, Mommy and I are

gonna go to sleep early.

So just stay

in the room, okay?

Can we stay up late,

watch movies and eat junk?

Sure. Just stay

in the room.

Okay?

Yeah, Dad, I got it.

Okay.

Good night, guys.

Good night, Dad.

Good night, Dad.

Good night, Beethoven.

Penny Miller's room,

please. Thank you.

- Who?

- Shhh.

Mrs. Penny Mill...

I mean...

Uh, yes, Mrs. Penny Miller,

this is, um, the front desk,

and we think you may have left some

personal items at the pool today.

Um, would you come down

and claim them, please?

- Ooh-ooh.

- Um, tomorrow morning?

Uh, yes, I suppose that

would work out fne. Thank you.

What happened to "Hi, it's

Brennan. We met at the campground"?

Um...

you're too young

to understand these things.

- Are you gonna go meet her?

- Tomorrow, I guess.

Fine.

- See ya.

- What are you doing?

Didn't you hear

what Dad said?

What do you think

you're doing?

I'm gonna sleep with Beethoven

so he won't get lonely.

Mom and Dad

are gonna be really mad.

Only if they fnd out, which they

won't because you won't tell on me.

Because if you do, I'll tell

them about you and Penny. Deal?

Deal.

He's hyper-normal. He's canine,

but he's some kind of hybrid.

He's some kind of mutant,

you know? He's some kind of...

That's it!

I'm-I'm awake, huh?

G.S.A.!

Governmental Species Alteration.

They take alien brain tissue, and they

put it into ordinary household pets.

That dog is an alien! He's

canine, but he's not canine.

He's alien,

but he's not alien.

He's superintelligence in one

giant, dumb-looking package.

This is clever stuff,

William!

Dude, man, are you okay?

I'm all right. I'm all right.

And-And do you know why?

Because I just hacked into the

country's main credit card network...

and I asked for the last place where

Richard Newton used his credit card!

That's why I'm all right.

"Early-On-Inn, Early-On-Inn. "

We're going to trank the disc

and grab the dog.

No, no!

That would be wrong.

We're going to trank the dog

and grab the disc.

Yes, 'cause that's how it goes,

and that's how it always goes.

Then, go! I'm ready!

Drive! Drive!

Beethoven,

I missed you so much.

Come on, Beethoven.

Here we are.

Oh, thank you.

Personal items, huh? I

thought it was you. You did?

I recognized your voice.

You did?

So, how's your trip?

You frst.

It's okay. Yours?

It's good now.

So...

So...

You want to take

a walk? Cool.

No way!

It's true.

Beethoven was chasing them,

and they just got so scared...

they shoved themselves into that

little car and peeled out.

That's the craziest

thing I've ever heard.

Beethoven's like the coolest

dog I've ever seen.

Well, next to Puddles.

Who's Puddles?

My dog. Well, my dad

named him Puddles...

after he made a mess in my dad's

favorite chair right after we got him.

I know what you mean. Beethoven's made

a lot of messes out of things on my trip.

At least it's not boring

like my vacation.

Well, actually, this is the

best time I've had all trip.

Me too.

So, where's Beethoven

now? He's in the RV.

Can we go visit him?

Sure.

Tommy, it says here,

"Beverage extremely hot. "

Oh, hot, hot, hot.

They forgot

to turn the alarm on.

Uh, good, good.

One more sip.

- What if it's a trap?

- Listen to me!

On the count of three, we open

the door and trank the dog.

Ohhh.

No, no, it won't hurt him.

He'll just go sleepy-sleepy.

- Oh. Oh.

- Begin the countdown.

What?

Ten, nine,

eight, seven...

Three, two, one!

Eight, seven...

Where is the coffee?

Did you hear that?

Hear what?

The dog growling.

Uh, yes.

Why did you say, "Hear what?" Why didn't you

just say, "Yes, I heard the dog growling"?

Because, well,

there is no dog.

Focus. It's just the

motor home settling.

- Okay, okay, let's get moving.

- What? Let's just get the DVD and go.

We are! Except

this time no mistakes.

This time we're taking

the whole motor home.

Hey, look, it's the RV.

Hey, Dad!

Wait a minute.

That isn't my dad.

Somebody's stealing the RV!

Yeah, hi.

Is this Club Canine?

Yes, we have a dog we need picked

up and kenneled for a few days.

Yes, I'll hold.

Honey, what are you doing?

George and Alice can have him

shipped when they get to the reunion.

I'm sorry. I should've done

this a thousand miles ago.

I don't want you to have

a bad trip.

He's gonna be okay. It says here that

Club Canine has a four-biscuit rating.

- Didn't we try this already?

- Yeah, but this time he's gonna stay.

Yeah. He's 185 pounds.

No, I'm not kidding.

Hold on a second.

Brennan, what's going...

Oh, hello.

Dad, someone just

stole the RV!

- What?

- Sara was in it!

She said that Beethoven was lonely,

so she went to keep him company.

I should've told you, Dad.

I'm sorry.

What?

- Richard!

- I found it!

Who told you we'd get

it? You did, Tommy.

Who's the man?

You are, Tommy.

Shhh. Beethoven.

Maybe they won't

know we're here.

Go check it out.

I don't want to.

Check it out! Go!

Did you fnd

anything useful?

Seventy-three empty coffee cups in

the car. The car's a hunk of junk.

Well, we know that. Who

are they? What do they want?

Who's chasing them down to get my

little girl back? Calm down, Mr. Newton.

We've got every unit

in the area looking for 'em.

We don't even know if your

daughter's in the motor home.

I just told you so! Mr. Newton,

we're doing everything we can.

No, you're not!

Hey! What are you doing?

What are you doing?

I'm going after my

little girl. Hang on!

Go, Dad! Yeah!

Be a man, William!

Doggie night-night time.

Oh, my God!

We're kidnappers.

Tommy, you never said nothing

about us being kidnappers!

Shut up.

You're babbling.

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