Beethoven's Christmas Adventure Page #8

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(SCREAMlNG)

(CROWD GASPS)

(SlREN WAlLlNG)

DlSPATCHER:
Suspect Smirch

wanted for toy theft

last spotted near

the Beethoven float.

Be alert, suspect is

stupid and dangerous.

WOMAN:
ls he all right?

MAN:
Yeah.

You again?

(CRACKlNG)

(SCREAMlNG)

(ALL EXCLAlM)

Ha! Okay,

that was awesome.

lt actually was.

There's the bag.

(MUFFLED SCREAMlNG)

Anybody hurt?

Man, you know this thing has

a lot less room than you think.

Now l recognize you.

You're that thief who sold me an

overpriced mattress three months ago.

Uh, sorry, not me.

Must have been another, uh,

Christmas ball.

(LAUGHS)

The guy is nuts.

Grab him.

POLlCEMAN:
Ha!

We finally got you, Smirch.

l gotta go.

This parade is really starting to rain on my parade.

Sorry, Mom.

l know this float was really important to your job.

(STAMMERlNG) And l'm sorry, too, Mrs.

Cooper. Um...

l really appreciate all that you've done for me.

Christine, there you are.

l heard there was an accident.

Oh, good heavens, no.

Not the big ball.

l'm so sorry,

Mr. Rexford.

But l'm afraid

it's not gonna be...

MASON:
Anything

you expected.

lt's gonna be better.

Yeah it's a...

My mom's been working on a new idea

and it's gonna be cooler and

more appropriate for Beethoven.

REXFORD:
ls that so?

Well then, Christine,

what have you been up to?

You're just gonna have to wait and see the parade.

Yep.

lt's gonna be great.

(MARCHlNG BAND PLAYlNG)

(CROWD CHEERlNG)

ANNOUNCER:
And now,

please give a warm welcome to your Grand Marshal,

superstar dog, Beethoven.

In partnership

with the ASPCA,

Beethoven would like to send you

all a message this Christmas.

Rescue a pet from a shelter and give

someone a home for the holidays.

And please become a monthly

donor to the ASPCA today.

MASON:
Beethoven!

Ah! Another partnership between

Beethoven and the ASPCA.

Now that's what

l call a "Win-win-win."

(CHUCKLES)

Good work, Cooper.

l've said it once,

l've said it a thousand times,

Christmas isn't all about glitz and glamour and presents.

lt's about goodwill,

and helping your fellow man...

(BARKlNG)

...and dog.

Thank you, Mr. Rexford.

But l can't take

all the credit.

lt's Mason's idea to include the animals from the shelter.

Really?

Apparently the talent runs pretty deep in your family.

Well, l think it's safe to say, Christine,

that you have

got that promotion.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you, Mr. Rexford.

l can't take it.

Unless it means that l can spend

more time at home with my son.

Well, now that

you think of it,

that probably wouldn't be the

worst thing for our company either.

(REXFORD LAUGHS)

l tell you what,

you tell me what schedule you want to work on,

and l promise you,

we'll arrange it.

Thank you, Mr. Rexford.

Thank you.

Thank you so much

for your help on this.

Tell you what,

tomorrow why don't we go down and

pick you up one of those MegaStations?

Huh. (CHUCKLES)

Actually, Mom,

l've decided that there are more

constructive uses of my time.

Like maybe taking

care of a dog.

What do you say?

Keep him?

Thought you didn't

like dogs.

(LAUGHS) l didn't think so either,

but he chose me.

Welcome to the family,

little guy.

Thanks, Mom.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas, baby.

Hey, guys,

do you think that we can get me back to the North Pole?

My bells are still

on the line here.

Oh!

Yeah. Um...

Yeah.

(GRUNTS)

You think you can

make it back in this?

Yeah, l mean it looks fine,

but one problem.

Who's supposed to fly it?

(BEETHOVEN BARKS)

BEETHOVEN:
Come on, elf.

HENRY:
The magic berries.

lf they can make

a reindeer fly,

then they can make a dog fly.

(BEETHOVEN BARKS)

Well, so long, Mason.

l just want to

thank you so much

for helping me find

Santa's toy bag.

Couldn't have done

it without you, man.

And l wanna thank you

for something else, too.

What's that?

(SlGHS)

For helping me see that

Santa was right about me.

You know,

l am a stable elf.

And different or not,

l wouldn't wanna

be anything else.

No problem, Henry.

And l guess l should thank you for something, too.

Thanks for

making me realize

that believing

in Santa Claus

is definitely not

a little kid thing.

l am gonna need some time for the

tooth fairy and Easter Bunny, though.

Yeah, all right.

Merry Christmas.

All right. Merry Christmas.

(STRAY LAUGHS)

You ready, Beethoven?

Onward.

(LAUGHlNG)

STRAY:
Goodbye, big fella.

Goodbye!

Merry Christmas.

CHRlSTlNE:

Merry Christmas.

(LAUGHlNG)

CHRlSTlNE:

Bye, Beethoven.

BEETHOVEN:
Hold on.

Coming home,

here we go.

MASON:
See you

later, Beethoven.

Merry Christmas, guys.

BEETHOVEN:
Merry Christmas.

So what are you

gonna name him?

l think l'm gonna

name him after someone

who really helped us

out this Christmas.

Hey, what do you think of the

name Henry or Hank for short?

BEETHOVEN:
So long.

HENRY:
(LAUGHlNG)

Merry Christmas!

NARRATOR:
In the end,

Santa made all his deliveries,

and the holiday

hit no further snag.

Though it's important

to point out

that the best gifts

received that year

came not from his bag.

For little Hank,

it was a home,

and a happy one at that.

For Henry,

it was a calling he would never give back.

For Christine and Mason,

it was something enduring and true,

the gift of a healing

that was long overdue.

And as for our old

friend Beethoven,

it was the thanks of

one very grateful elf.

As well as a special ride home

from the big man himself.

Merry Christmas,

one and all.

Humanity has been saved!

A helpless child's ski-board is now back in his arms.

Oh, joy! Oh, rapture!

Merry Christmas!

(EXCLAlMS)

l was wrong again!

People are crooks!

They took my

new ski-board!

Oh, the inhumanity

of it all

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