Beethoven's 2nd Page #3

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You're nothin' but trouble.

The fewer dogs in the world, the better!

I can't believe you got pregnant!

Let's go! Come on!

We gotta do something.

Here, here, take one.

Come on. Let's go, Missy.

Oh, God, this dog.

You know, the little puppies

sure look like purebreds.

Yeah. So?

Puppies like that

are worth big money.

You could sell 'em

at a pet shop and make a bundle.

Ya think so?

- Yeah.

- I never thought of that.

There's a red Mercedes

parked up front.

Tell my boyfriend

to put her in the back.

I'll take care of you later.

Go, Missy, go.

- Why don't you watch where you're goin'?

- Um... hello.

Would you like to buy some candy bars?

They're to raise money for our school.

Oh, really?

How much are they?

Eleven dollars each.

Eleven dollars?

What are you, crazy?

Get your butts outta here

before I call security!

- You don't live here!

- Uh, thank you.

Thank you.

Little puppies!

Come to Regina.

Puppy.

Puppies?

Puppy?

What the...

Those little brats.

We could've made a fortune

on those puppies.

Relax, honey.

The big money's in the backseat.

No one steals from me, ever!

Believe me, Floyd. I'm gonna get those

puppies back if it kills me. Come on.

Hurry up!

Dad's on the lawn.

He won't want puppies.

He didn't even want Beethoven.

Distract him

while I sneak around back.

Ask him a question where he ends up

giving you a lecture.

- Okay.

- Go.

Hi, peanut.

Daddy, where do babies come from?

Babies?

Babies?

Where do they come from?

Well...

Every mommy has a teeny-weeny...

uh, little egg inside her body.

An egg?

Like an Easter egg?

An Easter... No, not-not like an Easter

egg. Smaller than an Easter egg.

Like a robin's egg?

Uh... real-really,

uh... smaller than, uh...

More like a... More like

a goldfish egg, except...

Let's see here.

Uh, it-it-it...

it swims up, uh...

- a-a-a river.

- A river?

A river that-that

every mommy has inside of her...

so, so, uh...

uh, so-so-so...

a teeny-weeny

little egg, uh...

just swims up the, uh,

the, uh, the river.

Now, guys, little squeaks are okay.

Just don't bark until I figure out

what we're gonna do with you.

And there are thousands

and thous... millions!

Millions of tadpoles just swimming

around the teeny little egg...

- in-in-in the itty-bitty river.

- How do the tadpoles get in the river?

They're in there.

They're just in there.

And-And-And the strongest

tadpole of all...

the one that...

the most determined tadpole.

The tadpole that-that would win

the gold medal in the Olympics.

You really don't know

much about this, do you, Dad?

Ryce, come here.

- What is it?

- Shhh. You gotta come downstairs.

Well, I'm studying. I've got a final

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