Beethoven's Big Break Page #3

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Stanley! Wait. Wait. Wait a minute.

(STAMMERING)

Hi. Hi.

I know we're going

in a new direction and all

but the movie is

about a bichon fris.

It's in the title.

I never liked that title

as much as I love this dog.

Beethoven! I mean,

it's got a ring to it.

I like that as the title.

But it's about little Frizzy

and her little adventures.

She's French.

Not anymore.

It's about a big dog

that knocks everything down!

This dog is a superstar.

This could be my statue.

Stanley, you're talking

about re-writing

the whole film

around this dog.

Do you know how many

people would pay big money

to see what that dog

just did?

Lisa, I think

you should spend

some quality time

with the dog.

Just really get

inside his head.

See what makes him tick.

Same sets, same characters,

just put old Beethoven in there.

You're going to

make me a lot of money.

And Freddy...

Eddie.

Eddie.

You're training a star.

Use the main gate

from now on.

I love that dog!

(BARKS)

Main gate.

Sweet.

Main gate.

STANLEY:
I've got a big bonus.

PATRICIA:

In your dreams, honey.

Wow. So...

What should I

train him to do?

What?

Well, he said we

start shooting tomorrow,

so maybe I could

see a script.

Oh.

Sure, I'll get you a script.

Only my script is about a

cute, fuzzy little French dog

who brings a family together.

I have no idea

what Beethoyen is about!

Oh.

Say, I would like to thank

you for coming in here

and basically

wrecking my life.

Thank you, Lizard Guy.

Thank you.

Me? I didn't do anything.

No, your dog did.

So I'm iust gonna go home and

make myself a pot of coffee

and start writing

a new script.

It's no big deal.

Right? I'm a professional.

Who needs sleep?

Not me, that's for sure!

I don't need sleep.

Why would I need sleep?

Why on earth

would I need sleep?

All I need to do is go

re-write the entire script

from page one.

Is she crazy?

Maybe.

This is it, Bill. I'm the head animal

trainer of a major motion picture.

"Use the main gate,"

she said.

The main gate.

This could change everything.

Do you know what this means?

This means milk in your

cereal from now on, my son.

I mean, this is the big time.

I could be the animal

trainer to the stars.

I think there's something

wrong with Beethoven.

Wrong? What could be wrong?

He's going to

be a major star.

He looks sad.

Are you sad, boy?

Beethoven! Beethoven!

Hey! Hey, come back.

Dad, come on.

(STARTS ENGINE)

I gotta get that dog back.

I gotta get him back.

BILLY:
Where's he going?

Lost dog! Sorry!

Come on.

OLD LADY:
Whippersnapper.

Where did he go?

There he is. Go!

Beethoven!

What is he doing?

Why would he run away?

I thought he liked me.

We can't lose

that dog, Billy.

BILLY:
You just wanna find

him 'cause of that movie.

That dog is

our meal ticket.

(BOTH SCREAM)

This time you pay. My neck.

There he is!

Beethoven!

There he goes.

(HORN HONKING)

Hey, hey!

Beethoven!

Oh, no.

Whoa!

(LAUGHS)

Dad, we have puppies.

Wow.

This is why

Beethoven ran away.

He was bringing them food.

Are these your puppies, boy?

Maybe he's not a boy.

Nope. He's a boy, all right.

I bet he's their dad.

Where's your wife, Beethoven?

Hey, Dad, I think Beethoven's

a single dad, just like you.

Uh-uh. We are not taking in

this huge dog and three puppies.

Dad, you called Beethoven

our meal ticket.

Guess that means you have

to keep him happy, right?

Right?

Right. Right.

Okay. You win. Let's go home.

Let's all go home. For now.

Yeah!

Yeah, yeah.

Everybody's happy.

Come on, let's go. Beethoven's

gotta be on the set early tomorrow.

Hey, Dad, can Beethoven and the

puppies sleep in my bed tonight?

No. No. The puppies are in the

animal room and Beethoven's outside.

Let's get one thing straight.

Beethoven is not our pet.

He's my job.

So don't get

too attached to him

and don't get too attached

to these puppies.

(BARKING)

Oh, no.

Okay. You won this one,

but that's it.

From now on,

no more Mr. Nice Guy.

(SNORING)

EDDIE:
There it is, Beethoven.

The main gate.

Hi. I'm Eddie from...

Good morning, sir.

I know who you are.

Have a great day.

Thank you.

She knows who we are, buddy.

Wow!

Here we go.

What do you think, pal?

Hi.

I don't get it.

See, Beethoven becomes

part of the family...

What's this thing

with him shaking hands?

It's cute and funny.

Beethoven shakes George Newton's

hand, and they become friends.

I don't think that's funny.

Is that funny?

No, ma'am.

Have you ever had a dog?

Well, no, but...

I just don't think

it's funny.

It's heartwarming.

Well, let's shoot it.

But it better play, and tomorrow's

pages better be much better.

Yes, sir.

Now, go tell the dog guy

what we're gonna do.

It just doesn't

seem funny to me.

Hey, no.

Beethoven, bad.

Ooh!

I'm sorry.

He's just a little nervous.

It's his first day on a...

Now, come here.

Stop messing around.

(BARKING)

Hey! Hey! Hey!

How's it going?

Good. Great.

Just playing with the dog.

It relaxes him.

Playing, huh?

Yeah. It's animal

training stuff.

It's very complicated.

Right.

Stop it! Would you...

Beethoven! Beethoven,

come back here.

Well, take it easy.

I'll see you.

Hey! Hey.

What are you doing? Bad dog.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry about that.

Come on. Come on.

This is just pathetic.

You've got to start

listening to me.

Come on.

This is work time, okay?

This isn't fun

and games time.

Are you listening?

Hey, Lizard Guy.

It's Eddie.

What?

My name is Eddie,

not Lizard Guy.

Listen, Lizard Guy,

I haven't slept in 36 hours.

I couldn't remember

your name if you told me,

and I really don't care

if you ever do.

Did you get the new pages?

Oh.

Yeah. I got them.

So, we're good?

He'll sit there.

He'll bark softly.

He'll politely

shake the dad's hand,

signifying their new

family partnership.

Hmm?

Hmm.

Yeah. Sure. Absolutely.

He should probably do

exactly that, I hope.

That doesn't fill me

with a lot of confidence.

GIRL:
Hey!

That's my nosh!

Now, come on. No!

This could be a long day.

There.

You might wanna just...

MARCO:
We need Beethoven

on the set, please.

Where's the dog?

No cookies.

Yeah, he's coming.

He'll be right...

Bad. Bad for him.

Come on. Just...

What do you want?

(WHISPERS) Speak.

Beethoven, speak.

(BARKS)

EDDIE:
Beethoven.

Speak. Speak. Speak.

Speak.

Here's your favorite, George.

Hey, that's my bacon.

Give me that back.

That's my bacon. Bad dog.

No. No.

Give me that.

Sorry.

You slimed me!

(ALL LAUGHING)

STANLEY:
That's perfect.

Cut! Cut! That's brilliant.

"He slimed me. "

That's gross.

That's it! Good work!

Thanks.

Hey, why don't we make the whole

scene about him stealing the bacon?

Quick on set re-write.

I like it!

Matter of fact, I love it.

Okay.

We got ourselves a star right

there. Dog, welcome to Hollywood.

(SCREAMING)

(ALL LAUGH)

BOY:
Loser.

Looks like somebody should've

kept the training wheels on.

(HORN HONKING)

Yeah. That's right.

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