Good dog.
Take good care of
these nice people.
They aren't gonna
hurt Beethoven, are they?
Nothing could hurt Beethoven.
Please, sit down.
Mr. Newton, have you...
Have you noticed anything strange
about your dog lately?
You know, I mean, he's...
He's destroyed my life.
I wish I was kidding.
That's very funny. St. Bernards
have been heavily over-bred.
There's been quite a bit written
about behavioral problems.
- What kind of problems?
- Well...
I've had to put down several
over the past months.
They have a tendency
to turn on people...
attack without
provocation.
I only mention this
because you have children.
Good boy!
George, come on.
Beethoven isn't even remotely dangerous.
He'd never hurt the kids.
He might take a bite
out of you, though.
First snarl, first any kind
of weirdness, and he's gone.
Weirdness? What should I watch for,
his wearing my clothes?
Good boy!
You guys are
gonna love Devonia.
I don't need a baby-sitter.
How come you gotta go back to work?
There's no point of us
going into this with a bad attitude.
Hi there,
you little cutie!
Don't you worry
about a thing.
We're gonna get along great.
Right, kids?
I'll be back before dinner,
so it's not that long.
We're gonna do neat stuff.
I was hopin' we could
sing a tune together. You like music?
What kind of music?
How about Herb Alpert
and the Tijuana Brass? Oh, sorry.
I am a nut for
the disco beat!
Okay, kids, be good.
- You've had some time to think and...
- And we made our decision.
We wanna get in bed with
Newton Auto Air Fresheners.
Excellent!
That's just great!
- Thank you very much.
- As quickly as possible.
We meet our lawyers today
and have the papers drawn up.
That's excellent!
Let us take you
out to dinner.
Are there any good restaurants
in this burgh?
Ah... restaurants.
Uh, what?
- Why don't you come to our house?
- We'll barbecue.
Barbecue!
Let's live dangerously!
Well, our food may not be great,
but it's not dangerous.
I hope it's better
than this espresso.
Lady Marmalade
down in old New Orleans
Struttin'her stuff
on the street
She said, Hello, BigJoe
You want to give it a go
Gitchy, gitchy
Ya-ya, da-da
Soul sister
Go, sister
Hey, sister, go, sister
Soul sister, go, sister
Make Marmalade
down in old New Orleans
Help!
Help, somebody!
I love you too.
Thanks, Beethoven.
You saved my life.
But you better go home now.
Mom said to stay in the backyard.
You kids might be interested
to know that I am a performer...
Saturday nights
at the Padded Zebra.
Oh, my gosh!
Emily's in the pool!
The pool?
- Emily!
- What are you doing in the pool?
Get out this instant.
You want to get me into trouble?
- Emily, are you all right?
- I fell in.
Oh, Emily,
you must've been so scared!
I thought
I was gonna die.
Oh, you poor little thing.
Now, you were never
in any real danger, were you?
We don't want you to get into trouble,
so we'll let this be our little secret.
I'd like to call
my mother, please.
- Your mother?
- Immediately.
She must've snuck out while
I was watching Ted and Ryce.
It was hot out, so I guess
she wanted to take a little swim.
And where were you while
all this was happening?
Where I was supposed to be,
inside watching the other two.
If Emily had stayed where I put her,
none of this would've happened.
If you ask me, what these children need
is a little discipline.
What these children need
is their mother.
You're fired.
- Honey, it was an accident.
- So what?
We can't throw out having a baby-sitter
because we had a bad one.
We'll find somebody responsible
to look after the kids.
- Over my dead body.
- Oh, come on.
We're fine on our own.
You don't have to entertain us.
Do you have any kids?
We have a career.
Big one.
Excuse us.
- Brats.
- Monsters.
If we pull this off...
in six months we will own
Newton Auto Air Fresheners.
Touch it.
Sorry for the delay.
- We, we, we...
- No problem.
-