the first time
she ever talked to me.
Am I dreaming?
''We want $1 million
or the bichon frisй gets it.''
$1 million?
Why would we pay a ransom
when the wussy dog
hasn't shot one
frame of film yet?
So we're talking a re-cast?
Marco,
set up a casting call
for tomorrow.
We have to find a
new star for our film.
Yes, ma'am.
Sal, you lost the dog,
cost us a day.
You're fired.
Wait, wait.
Excuse me. I'm sorry.
But to tell the truth,
it was my assistant
who was in charge of Frizzy.
He's the one
who left the door unlocked.
No. I'm in charge
of the lizard.
I never even met the dog.
I don't train dogs.
You probably orchestrated
the whole thing.
What? This guy?
This guy.
Okay. You're fired.
What? Me?
You heard our
fearless producer.
Remove yourself
from the premises immediately.
Sal, set up a casting call
for tomorrow.
We're literally
hemorrhaging money here.
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
Am I fired?
'Cause you firing everybody
and it make me nervous.
I haven't worked
since Good Tнmes.
What are you
still doing here?
Well, I need to get
my things together.
My lizard's in make-up.
Get your things tomorrow.
For right now,
just get out of my sight!
Hey, Lizard Guy.
Sorry. I know
it wasn't your fault.
You're a jerk.
Why did you lie?
Show biz, Eddie.
It's show biz.
MAN: Closing up.
Everybody off the stage, now.
BILLY: Where are
you from, boy?
What's your name?
Spot? No spots.
Maybe you're like
Abracadabra or Banjo
or Quicksilver.
Or something.
We'll figure it out.
We'll find a good name
for you.
Hopefully one Katie likes.
I can't wait for you
to meet Dad.
(GRUNTING)
Oh!
Oops.
Thanks, boy.
Man, I'm missing the
top 10 video countdown.
(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)
Dorks.
Hey, boy.
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
(BARKING)
What? What?
What's the matter?
(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING)
(BARKS)
Wow.
You like this music, huh?
I know what I can name you.
Wolfgang.
ANNOUNCER ON TV: You're
watching classic performances.
The Cleveland
Orchestra performнng
Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony.
Beethoven.
That's who you are.
(BARKS)
Come here, Beethoven.
Good boy.
(CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING
on TV)
What the... What?
Who is this?
Hi, Dad. This is Beethoven.
We were making spaghetti.
Oh!
Dad, I know you're mad.
Mad? Yeah, Bill.
Actually, I am mad.
You bring a stray dog
into the house,
a huge one, actually.
You destroy the kitchen.
You bring animals
in all the time.
That's different.
I don't see how.
Because it's my job.
it was my job.
It's different, okay?
Beethoven and I were
just making dinner.
It's not like anyone
would make it for us.
Now, what's that
supposed to mean?
Come on.
You know I have to work.
Hey.
I know.
It's just that
everything would be
so much easier
if Mom were here.
I miss her, too.
I think about her every day.
But, Billy, she's gone.
She's in our hearts now.
l...
I know. I just meant that...
Look,
how about we put
the dog in the animal
room tonight, okay?
And tomorrow
we'll look for the owner.
And if we find him,
great, and if we can't,
I'll take him to
an animal rescue.
What?
No!
Hey, you know the rules, pal.
No dogs in the house.
But if no one adopts him,
they'll put him down.
Someone will adopt him.
You're a jerk!
Bill.
Are you taking
a snack for later?
Okay, there's your bed.
Good night.
What? You're gonna
Leave him with all
these creepy animals?
Creepy animals?
They're all
very professional.
They're gonna
be fast friends.
Let's go.
No, no, no.
You stay right there.
This is your bed.
You're hanging out
with these guys
for the night, okay?
Night, Beethoven.
Bye, creepy animals.
(SQUAWKING)
(CHIRPING)
(MEOWS)
(BARKING)
(QUACKING)
(CHITTERING)
(GROANING)
(BANGING)
(GASPS)
(EDDIE EXCLAIMS)
(CHUCKLING)
(BARKING)
WOMAN: Hey,
keep that dog quiet!
TICK: Frizzy, my poor
stressed-out
little movie star.
You got your appetite back.
(LAUGHING)
Yeah. Yeah.
What are you laughing at?