Beethoven's Christmas Adventure Page #3

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help me look for Santa's toy bag.

Yeah, it fell off the sleigh while

we were passing over your town.

Santa's toy bag?

l know what you are thinking, Mom,

but it's true.

l mean,

Beethoven must've seen him fly across the sky.

And, well, let's

just say that

nobody is going to get any presents if we don't help him.

Ah!

Okay, l see

what's going on.

Look, l appreciate you playing

along with my son's little game,

but l am very busy

tonight and l just

don't have the energy

to play along.

No, Mom,

it's not a game.

Look, Mason.

l know you are still upset

that l'm not going to buy you

the MegaStation,

but really,

getting somebody from

the Christmas setup

at the mall to play

a prank on me?

What? Mom,

this isn't a prank.

He really needs our help.

Look, l hate to be rude,

but hope you can find your own

way back to the North Pole.

Oh.

Oh, yes. Uh...

(LAUGHlNG NERVOUSLY)

(MOUTHlNG)

(BEETHOVEN BARKS)

Well, merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

(HENRY GlGGLES)

Really, Mason?

Christmas elf?

Hey. l'm sorry about that.

l don't know why l thought she'd help.

You must be

freezing out here.

Are you kidding me?

Man, compared

to the North Pole,

this feels like

the Caribbean!

Well, l think l got some place you

can stay until we find your bag.

Sweet.

So this is the best l could

do on such short notice.

l know it's not

like the Four Seasons.

There's four seasons?

Huh!

Hey, are those Christmas decorations?

Uh, yeah.

My mom didn't really have time

to decorate the house this year.

Hmm.

l am highly

offended by this.

(GASPS) No way!

ls this a toy workbench?

What?

Not exactly.

That's my dad's,

but we did build a toy or two on it.

Hey! ls this him?

Maybe he can

help us look.

Um...

My dad died last year.

l'm so sorry.

lt's okay. Anyway...

Here you go.

(LAUGHS)

First thing tomorrow morning,

we'll start looking for Santa's toy bag.

"Santa's toy bag."

l can't believe those words

just came out of my mouth.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Sure hope being a toy-making elf is worth all this.

(BARKlNG)

Hmm? What's going on?

What's this?

Your special dog bed?

(LAUGHS)

Okay.

What did you bring

it in here for?

You look like you could use it more than me.

Besides no one likes

an ungrateful elf.

Okay, okay, l'll

try it out. Geez.

Attitude.

Oh...

(EXCLAlMlNG WlTH JOY)

Lay down with dogs,

wake up with angels. (LAUGHS)

This is actually more comfortable

than my bed at the North Pole.

Thank you, Beethoven.

No problem, kid.

Well, all right. Okay.

Want some cover?

All right, here we go.

(FARTS)

(SNlFFlNG)

Oh, come on, man.

lt's endless.

(LAUGHlNG EVlLLY)

(GASPS)

Endless!

This Santa guy has got a real good racket going on.

Wow.

Where did you get

all this great stuff?

l told you,

from Santa's magic toy bag.

lsn't that the new

place on Sycamore?

No. Santa's

magic toy bag.

His actual magic toy bag.

You know, it would

really be nice

if you could give me a straight answer once in a while.

lt's really insulting.

l am supposedly

your partner.

lf you want me to do your laundry for you,

why don't you just ask?

Would you like that folded,

or on hangers?

Would you please

give me that?

And why don't you get

started pricing stuff?

And didn't l tell you to take that stupid costume off?

Yeah, but l enjoy

being an elf.

Plus it's kind of slimming,

don't you think?

No.

Wait a minute.

That costume might come in handy tomorrow after all.

Tomorrow?

What are we doing tomorrow?

Advertising, Kenny.

A little good old-fashioned advertising.

(LAUGHS EVlLLY)

(BOTH CHUCKLlNG)

Miss Jingle,

you didn't tell me we are under a mistletoe. Come on.

Miss Jingle, have you been

snacking on some liver?

(EXCLAlMS)

Morning, elf.

You know what?

You really got to stop doing things like that, dog.

All right? l know

it's time to wake up,

but you could've

just said something.

l'm a dog.

l still like to lick.

Dog!

Do you mind?

Do you mind?

(GRUNTlNG)

Ooh, tug-of-war.

l love this game.

Beethoven, we need

a plan, all right?

l mean,

how am l supposed to find a toy bag

in a whole town?

lt could be anywhere.

l got a pretty good

sniffer you know.

You got anything l might be able to catch a scent from?

(GASPS) Here.

Try this.

Got it. Let's roll.

Wait a minute.

Are you one of those FBl,

like, sniffer dogs?

Come on. What are

you waiting for?

(BEETHOVEN BARKS)

(HENRY SCREAMlNG)

Wait! Wait up!

Come on, elf.

Don't they do cardio in the North Pole?

Hey, Mason,

good morning.

Morning, Mom.

You're up early.

Didn't exactly

go to sleep.

Gotta get this model to the builders by tomorrow

if l want Beethoven's float

ready for the parade.

Come here.

Tell me what you think.

Okay.

Okay, so, Beethoven

is going to sit

in this oversized

director's chair,

and then l have hired carolers

to stand around him and sing.

Got the Hollywood sign

in the background.

And then we're going

to have search lights

and flash bulbs go

off like paparazzi.

What do you think?

ls it glitzy enough for a star like Beethoven?

Uh...

l guess.

Come on, kiddo,

l really want to know what you think.

This is important.

lf l do well on it,

l get that promotion.

And then you'll be working even longer hours.

Mason, l know this hasn't been easy on you,

but this promotion is really important to our family.

Yeah, okay.

Uh, Mom, where

are you going?

Well, the glue

has to dry.

l'll stick it in the garage

till tomorrow morning.

Stop.

You... You can't go in there.

What? Mason, come on.

(STAMMERlNG) No, it's

your Christmas present.

What? Uh, yeah,

l put it there last night

so l don't want

you to see it.

l was in there last night.

l didn't see anything.

That's because it got delivered this morning.

No, not this morning.

lt got delivered late last night.

Last night is when...

Mason, cut it out. Move.

Uh, Mom, l'm so... Okay.

Uh...

Mom, l think that

we should just, uh...

Uh, let's, uh...

Let's be in the garage. Uh...

Just us.

lt's always hardest

around the holidays, huh?

Tell you what, why don't l see if l can

get out of work a little early tonight?

We can go have a nice dinner together.

How's that sound?

Yeah, it sounds great.

Now try to stay out of here for the next 24 hours.

That goes double

for Beethoven,

speaking of which,

where is he anyway?

Uh, he's, um, in my room.

He actually slept

in my bed last night.

Really? Thought you

didn't like dogs.

Yeah, but l think he is kind of growing on me.

Didn't you have to

get to work, Mom?

Yeah. Yeah.

Got to pitch my float idea to Mr.

Rexford.

Hey, keep an eye on

Beethoven for me, will you?

Of course.

l won't let him out of my sight.

Thanks, Mason.

l'll just have

to find him first.

HENRY:
Merry Christmas.

Jingle, jingle and

a ho to the ho, ho, ho.

You know, Beethoven,

you must be really famous.

'Cause it seems

like every person

that lays eyes on you

is just left speechless.

Yeah, l've done

a few things.

Hey, hey,

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