Beethoven's Treasure Tail Page #6
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- Year:
- 2014
- 98 min
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What do you think of that?
What's this?
Mr. Bear?
l didn't think you even liked
to play with Mr. Bear anymore?
At least not since
Billy went away to college...
Oh.
So that's it.
That's what's been the problem all along.
You miss Billy, huh?
I'm sorry, buddy.
You know, l got so caught up
on trying to make you
a movie star,
l forgot that sometimes
you just need to be a dog.
No wonder
you like Sam so much.
Yeah. Sam is a good kid.
And his mom?
She's not so bad either.
But you know what?
Lt doesn't matter.
Because we are going
back to Hollywood,
where we have taxis and
hotels and decaf soy lattes,
and we never have
to hear the words
"O'Malley's Cove" ever again.
Ever.
What?
l brought you
some fresh ice.
Good.
Oh!
No! That hurt. l'm sorry, sir.
Don't touch me.
I'll just go up
and cast us off.
No, no, no, no, no. No, no.
You will do no such thing.
I have these sea monkeys
hooked now.
And all l have to do
is reel them in.
But l thought, after yesterday,
you were gonna
cancel the whole plan?
Don't be so stupid.
The plan is working perfectly,
we just had a little glitch.
A glitch?
The boy and the dog.
Oh!
So, what are we gonna do?
Listen, this is exactly why
l am the criminal mastermind
and you are just the henchman.
First, we get rid of that boy.
And then
Beethoven.
That hurts so much. Aw.
26...27...28.
Come on, Beethoven.
Fifty paces this way.
Hey, where are you going?
No, Beethoven.
This is for Sandra's party.
Sorry. He hasn't had
breakfast yet.
That's okay.
What's that?
It's just my Grandma's shawl.
It's nice.
Uh...
l'm taking it to the cleaners.
To get it cleaned.
That's ridiculous.
Are you on one
of your treasure hunts?
Why do you wanna know?
So you can laugh at me again?
I didn't laugh before.
Sam!
Sam! Well, now,
what's all the noise about?
Sam's gone. Oh, l'm sure
he's around here somewhere.
What have you done
with my shawl?
I hung it in the bathroom.
Well, it's not there.
Of course it is, Mom, l
put it there
when l got home last night...
Ah! Well, now where
are you going?
To see a guy about a dog.
lt's that beast.
L know it's that beast.
Are you sure this is it?
lt's what the map says.
Fifteen paces, that way.
But you don't have to come in
if you don't want to.
Who said l didn't wanna come?
Let's go.
1 1... 1 2... 1 3... 1 4... 1 5.
Thirty paces, that way.
One... Two...
26...27...28...
29... 30.
Maybe you counted wrong?
No, this is it.
Why would you need a map
of an old graveyard anyway?
Beethoven, don't do that.
Come on, leave it alone.
No way.
Nice.
This is my great,
great, great...
A-bunch-of-greats Grandfather.
That isn't a map
to buried treasure,
it's just a map to Patrick
O'Malley's grave.
My mom was right all along.
Dad just made
There's no treasure.
There never was.
I'm sorry, Sam.
It doesn't matter.
Let's just get outta here.
Come on, Beethoven.
Sam?
Sam, are you all right?
Yeah.
Can you climb up?
Yeah, l think so.
Keep Beethoven away
from the edge.
I don't want him to...
Sorry.
Yeah, no problem.
Uh...
Just stay where you are.
L'll go find help.
Where am l supposed to go?
You and that dumb story
about my mother's shawl.
Now he's out there searching for
treasure again. Thanks a lot.
Hey, it's not my fault you can't
keep track of your own kid.
Hey, Beethoven.
Where's my dog?
Hey, it's not my fault you can't
keep track of your own dog.
Let's go!
Hello? Anybody up there?
Help!
This is stupid,
nobody can hear us.
What is it, boy?
What have you found?
Oh, it's just an old bone.
That must be him.
That's Patrick O'Malley.
What's in there, Beethoven?
Stupid bats,
get out of here!
Okay.
Let's just stay calm.
I mean, how hard can it be
to find a 1 45 pound dog,
and 1 0-year-old kid carrying
a 200-year-old shawl?
We wouldn't be looking at all
if it weren't for you
bringing up all that
buried treasure crap again.
I'm sorry, but what
is your problem
with your kid having a little
bit of fun in his life?
I don't have a problem with him
having a little bit of fun.
I have a problem
with him doing all these
dangerous things,
Or even worse.
I just can't risk
losing him too.
I'm sorry. l just didn't think that...
Oh, you have cell service?
Yes? Mom?
It's about your son.
Looks kinda scary.
You go first.
You really need to lay
off the dog treats.
Beethoven.
That's the way out.
Spiders?
I'm not scared of spiders.
Beethoven,
please tell me
there's nothing on me.
Run! Let's get out of here!
Come on, Beethoven!
Pick up the pace!
Ew.
This is gross.
If you tell anybody about
l'll never talk to you again.
Come on.
Gotcha.
That's the dog.
You were right, Sir.
Of course l was.
And now let us go fishing
and get rid of this glitch,
once and for all.
Drive!
So much for buried treasure.
Wish Il'd never seen
this stupid map.
Wait a minute.
Whoa!
This is it.
Double whoa.
Come on, Beethoven. Come on.
Almost there.
Come on. Come on, boy.
Well, don't just
stand there. Help me.
Come on, dig.
Come on.
Come on, dig.
Sam!
Beethoven. Sam!
Sam!
Beethoven.
Okay, we'll find him.
Beethoven! Oh... Sam.
Eddie?
l'm down here.
Are you okay?
Yeah... Yeah. l'm fine.
Yeah, l'm okay.
Ah!
I'm okay.
And l think l know
where they went.
Dig. Dig, dig. Dig!
Keep digging, Beethoven.
I know it's down here
somewhere.
I just know it.
Did you hear that?
Listen.
ls it? ls that...
lt is!
Beethoven, look! We found the
treasure of Patrick O'Malley.
Well, you're half right.
You've found the treasure.
But now,
it's the treasure of Fritz
Bruchschnauser.
This is so exciting.
You can't do this.
Oh, you'd be surprised
of what it is l can do.
You know that
idiotic dog of yours
has given me a lot of trouble.
So l feel it's only fair that l leave
this town with a little something.
Don't you?
Now,
let us see.
Oh!
Yes!
Ooh!
What is it that you
Americans say? Jackpot!
That's what they say!
That's what they say!
Wait, wait, wait, wait, and wait.
Quiet. Shh.
- We are out in the open.
- Close the lid.
Go, go, go.
I win.
I'm the winner.
Good.
Nice doing business
with you, boy.
Oh.
Here is a doubloon for your troubles.
This isn't fair.
L found that treasure.
for teaching you a
valuable lesson so young.
Life is not fair.
Bye-bye.
Oh, yeah? l'll show him fair.
Well, what about
the rest of the plan, sir?
Oh, the rest of the
plan is officially canceled.
Okay, let's go.
Where
should we go next?
Ooh.
Mexico has some lovely
old Aztec ruins
that we could sell
to the tourists.
S, Seor Bruchschnauser.
What? What are you saying?
Nothing. Nothing, sir. Good.
Keep quiet.
Oh! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Oh, no. No.
Spiders!
Get it off! Get if off!
Stop. Stop.
Ls it off? ls it off?
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