Beethoven's Big Break Page #6

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Then one day everything you

thought you had just disappears.

What was her name?

Julie.

She was a great mom.

I'm afraid I'm just

a sorry substitute.

No.

No, that's not what I see.

I see a dad who's working

his butt off for his kid.

And the only thing

that dad needs to learn

is that he can't

go through life

without giving

his love to friends.

Eddie, Beethoven's

part of your family now.

He's not going anywhere.

Neither am I.

Lizard Guy, Lizard Guy.

Boy, I'm glad that

nickname caught on.

Where's Beethoven?

We can't find

Beethoven anywhere.

What?

Billy? Billy!

Billy's gone, too?

EDDIE:
His skateboard's gone.

LISA:
Where could they be?

I think I know. Come on!

GIRL:
That was so cool.

BILLY:
There she is.

Pretty cute, huh?

(BARKS)

Wait. We can't go over there.

She likes that guy.

Why would she wanna

talk to me?

(BARKING)

Whoa!

Beethoven,

what are you doing?

Thanks, boy.

Thanks. Good boy.

Yo, that was ripping,

both you and your cool dog.

Hi.

I'm Katie.

I know. I'm Billy.

I know.

What's she talking

to that lollypop for?

Ew! Gross! Look what

your stupid dog did!

Ew!

Feeling woozy?

He means,

are you feeling perhaps

light-headed or off-balance,

as though you might collapse?

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Come on.

Help me.

So you wanna

grab a soda or...

What's the matter?

Where's my dog?

Um...

Beethoven. Come on!

I can't do it.

I'm doing all the work here.

Pick it up.

Beethoven!

(HONKS HORN)

EDDIE:
Hey, Billy!

Yeah, he skateboards

here with his friends.

Billy! Beethoven!

Hello.

Hello.

That was close.

EDDIE:
Here, boy.

Come on, run!

LISA:
Billy! Beethoven!

Beethoven!

Beethoven! Come here, boy.

Lift with your legs, Bones.

With your...

I'm trying.

Are you okay? Who's this?

I'm Billy's friend, Katie.

Where's Beethoven?

We can't find him.

What?

He's gone.

Gone?

What do you mean he's gone?

Oh, no.

(BEETHOVEN BARKS)

Oh, no.

BILLY:
Beethoven!

Hey!

Stop!

EDDIE:
Stop!

LISA:
Beethoven!

(FRIZZY BARKING)

Frizzy, quiet!

No! No! We need tranquilizer!

There was enough on that pizza

to knock out a Clydesdale.

Get him down! My arm!

Bones.

I'll give it. Give it

to me. Give it to me!

(GROWLING)

LISA:
Hey! Beethoven!

That lizard guy is coming!

Let's go!

Hey!

Breathe deep, breathe in.

Yeah.

Hey! You've got my dog!

Beethoven! Beethoven!

What?

We think Beethoven's

been dognapped.

PATRICIA:
He's rght. I got

the ransom note rght here.

It was just found taped to the

door of Beethoven's traler.

Well, what does it say?

Read it.

"Hollywood bgwgs,

you will pay $1 million,

"or the beast known as

Beethoven wll be destroyed.

"Instructons to follow. "

Destroyed?

Poor Beethoven.

(BARKING)

SAL:
The slobbering

beast awakens.

You remember me.

Well, I remember you, too.

You're the dumb animal that

made me look like a buffoon,

that cost me my iob.

Well, welcome to

the counteroffensive.

Now everybody else is running

around looking like fools.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Rope got your tongue?

(PANTING)

(BARKS)

(GROWLS)

Choose your last meal,

stupid mutt.

What are we gonna do?

Okay, the answer

is character based.

Who would do something like this? Okay.

Somebody who has

access to the lot

so they could tape the ransom

note on the trailer door.

Someone with the place to hide

a big, noisy dog, like Beethoven.

Somebody who's got a grudge against

the studio or the movie or me.

And someone

who hates Beethoven.

Wait a minute. Wait a minute.

Lisa, what exactly did the

ransom note say, exactly?

"Hollywood bigwigs,

you will pay $1 million,

"or the beast

known as Beethoven... "

Beast!

He called him a beast.

I know who

kidnapped Beethoven.

Sal, the animal trainer?

Do you have evidence of this?

He called Beethoven a beast.

He's a real ierk.

Look, I've produced enough cop

shows to know that's not evidence.

It's at least

worth checking out.

Could you iust update the

police about our theory?

The police don't know

anything about this,

and I don't see any

reason why they should.

What?

You didn't call the police?

We don't need the negative

publicity of a missing star.

We got enough footage of

Beethoven to finish the film.

After we wrap,

we call the police,

tell the press we finished

the film before the dognapping.

It's a win-win.

Except for the fact that

they might kill Beethoven.

Oh! Come on.

Who's gonna hurt that dog?

He's charming.

He's got star quality.

The dog'll be fine.

Anything happens to our dog,

and we're holding you

accountable.

Really?

Who do you think you are?

Lady,

I am done

listening to you talk.

You're not worthy

of Beethoven.

Come on, guys.

Let's go find our friend.

That was awesome, Dad.

Lizard trainer.

(GROANS)

EDDIE:
Well, this is it.

LISA:
Wow, it really

is creepy at night.

(PUPS WHIMPERING)

(HUSHING) Billy,

try and keep them quiet.

What's the matter, guys?

Dad, I think they can

smell Beethoven.

You guys stay here, okay?

I'm going in.

(BOTH GASP)

(BOTH HUSHING)

You scared me to death!

You? I think I had

a little heart attack.

What are you

even doing here?

I told you to

stay at the car.

Cart.

What?

You said car.

It's a cart, a golf cart.

Who cares?

Please, would you

just go back to the cart?

No! This is the climax! If you

think I've been working this hard

to miss the climax of

Beethoven's story, you're crazy.

Lisa, this isn't

some script, okay?

This is real life.

All right, then I'm

here to protect you.

Protect me?

Yes. I don't want

you to get hurt.

I like you.

Oh?

Yeah?

Yeah.

So what's the plan?

I have no idea.

But there's a backstage door.

Let's start there.

Sounds good.

Hey, hey, hey.

I better go first, okay?

Okay.

Oh!

Sorry.

You okay?

TICK:
What's the matter?

You want an apology?

Fine. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that big silly dog got

all the attention. Okay? Okay?

Yeah, okay.

We're okay. We're okay.

Hey, that's Fuzzy!

Frizzy.

We're gonna be okay.

Look at us fighting all

the time, like Ike and Tina.

(DOOR CREAKS)

TICK:
Who's there?

I know you're in here.

I can smell your fear.

I guess I must be

getting a little edgy.

BONES:
Tick! Tick, come on!

We're making the ransom call.

All right. Come on, Frizzy.

Let's begin our

life of leisure.

Yes, yes. Good doggy.

That was close.

That's the guy I saw

driving the van.

Beethoven is here someplace.

You got to go

call the police.

Let's both go.

No. There's no time.

They're gonna make the ransom call

now. If Patricia doesn't pay it,

who knows what they're

gonna do to Beethoven.

I'm gonna stay here, make

sure nothing happens to him.

But you gotta go get help.

But...

No buts. Go get help.

Do it for Beethoven.

Be careful.

Okay.

Wow.

Wow.

Okay, you listen up to me,

Miss Producer Lady.

We want $1 million in cash,

put in a large sack,

and taken to the corner of...

What?

Yeah. What? Go on.

Uh-huh.

(OPPOSES IN FRENCH)

I think it is

very reasonable.

Beethoven is going

to be a big, big star.

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