Beethoven, wait up!
Oh, come on.
Come on. Not again.
Get off! Get off!
Get off!
Aaah!
Come on! Get off!
Harold, are you okay? You've got
some explaining to do. Freddy?
It's him. He's the one who kidnapped
Beethoven. Don't let him get away!
Hey!
Come on! Come on!
Oh.
Oh!
Give up, Harold.
Speak for yourself, grease monkey.
Get him, Beethoven!
Nice takedown, big guy.
Hey! Ow!
That's for taking my money.
And that's for taking my dog.
Equalizer Death Grip.
Dad would be proud.
Meet the ghost of Moe and Rita.
I must admit,
the carnation was a nice touch.
Harold Herman, you're
under arrest. What?
Dognapping,
reckless driving, hit and run,
and that's just for starters.
You know what. You leave me no
choice, Julie Dempsey. You're fired!
You can't fire me.
I'm an elected official.
I'm president of the Chamber of
Commerce. I can fire anybody I want!
Let's go, Harold.
Oh, get off!
I deserve that money.
Stuck in this dump all these years,
only to have my ticket out of here ruined
by some dumb dog and some stupid teenagers.
- She's not a teenager.
- I deserve that money.
- She's only 12.
You almost let me go.
You're not dumb.
You're a hero.
Yeah!
Ah, the new library's
really looking good, isn't it?
Yeah, Rita and Moe's money
sure went a long way.
Nothing like being a good citizen.
Look at that. The bus doesn't
get here for 10 minutes.
Wait a minute.
We're actually early?
Yeah. Well, don't be so surprised.
I've been early before.
Like when?
Well, uh,
just 'cause I can't think of an example,
doesn't mean I'm lying.
So, you got everything?
Um, uh-huh.
M&M's, Walkman, ticket.
Ticket? Oh, no. Ticket.
Uncle Freddy.
I gave you the ticket.
Didn't I?
- No.
- I think I gave you the... Oh, did I give you the ticket?
- Got ya.
- Oh.
That was good. That was
real good. I'm impressed.
I'm impressed.
Uh-oh, the cops.
Okay, you kids run,
I'll try to hold them off
with Beethoven.
Thought I wouldn't make it in time.
I don't think so. In that baby?
475 horsepower.
Zero to 60 in 4.8 seconds.
Whew. She's a beauty all right.
And I have one good-looking, courageous
treasure-seeker to thank for it.
Well...
Don't I, Beethoven?
You're my hero.
Mmm.
Thank you for the police cruiser.
I suppose Beethoven
just did it all by himself, huh?
I'll thank you at dinner tonight.
Oh, boy. Here it comes.
It's official, I guess.
Our little party's over.
Well, let's get this show on the road.
- It's okay. I got it.
- Garrett.
Here's your Peruvian Crystal.
Beethoven, what are you doing?
I'm sorry, Garrett.
I guess this is as good a time as any
to tell you that it's...
It's not really from Machu Picchu.
It's not?
It's rock candy.
Want one?
You lied to me.
Hey, I had to think fast.
I mean, you were gonna chicken out
and miss the adventure of a lifetime.
You mad at me?
Yeah.
Time to go, Sara.
But I'll get over it.
Bye, Sara.
We're gonna miss you around here.
You too, Beethoven.
Bye, Julie.
Bye, Garrett.
Well, I wanted to s...
I wanted to...
No, what I wanted...
Uncle Freddy, I...
Wait, wait. Okay.
I have something for you.
Thanks, Uncle Freddy.
I was wondering.
Could I make a reservation
at Camp Freddy next summer?
Well, that depends...
on whether or not
you're gonna be beating me at poker.
I'm gonna bleed you dry.
Bye-bye, sweetie.
Bye, Uncle Freddy.
Yes, you can come too.
But you gotta
work on that drooling thing.
Come on, Beethoven.
Bye, Sara. Bye, Sara.
See you next summer.
Bye, Beethoven.
Bye!
Bye, Beethoven!
- We're gonna miss you.
- I'll have a banana split waiting for you, Sara.
I'm gonna miss Uncle Freddy.
I can't believe I'm saying this,
but I'm actually gonna miss this town,
as bizarre as it is.
Duck, quick!
It's Baby Cakes.
Too late. Beethoven.
Sweetheart, stay. Sit.
Baby Cakes!
Baby Cakes, why?
No, please, Baby Cakes,
that is not how a lady acts.
Oh, Baby Cakes!
Looks like somebody's
gonna miss you, Beethoven.