Look, here comes the T-Rex. [shrieking] Big new, kids. Mi amigo Beto is coming
from Peru. - Who's that?
- Only my favorite alpaca. I met him my first year in Peru
when he was just a bebé. I helped take care of him, fed him with a bottle,
taught him tricks. [sighing]
He's like a son to me. I'm gonna have a brother. Ah! The dinosaur's back! [thudding]
Oh. [chuckles]
There he is, my fluffy BFF. [grunting] Ah, bring it in. Beto, I want you to meet
my favorite [speaking Spanish] Bobby and Ronnie Anne. Aw, he's so friendly. And soft. I knew you three
would get along. Ah, Beto, you must be exhausted
from your trip. Let me take your luggage. [speaking Spanish] Can I call you Beto?
Or perhaps El Mano? I got us matching shirts. [screaming] [splashing] I should've gotten one
with four arms. Sorry, brother, and HELP! Welcome to your new home, Beto.
You kids have better settle in. I'll go bring in his bags. We, uh, made you
a nice, cozy bed. Hey, Beto, Dad said you love
Peruvian flute music. So, I prepared
a little something for you. [fluting] [gasping] Bobby, we have a guest. Put your [speaking Spanish]
back on. But- I don't want to see your butt. Is it just me, or does
this alpaca have it out for us? He's probably just getting
used to his new surroundings. We should cut him some slack. And you should pull
your slacks up. [laughing] [gasping] Movie night is
kind of a tradition around here. I'm going to grab the drinks,
so grab some sofa. Hey. [grunting] Guess I'll grab some carpet. Hey, Beto,
can you pass the popcorn? Ugh. [groaning] Ronnie Anne, you made a mess.
I just vacuumed. It wasn't mean.
It was Beto. Don't be ridiculous.
Beto would never do that. When we lived together,
he was the neat freak. See? Still wanna cut him some slack? Goodnight,
my three favorite mammals. Night. Wait. I'm a mammal? [gasping] Ronnie Anne,
look what Beto's done to our family photos.
How did he do it with hooves? That's it. Tomorrow morning,
we're telling Dad that Beto is bad news. Dad,
we have something to show you. You better sit down. I'm already sitting. Beto hates us. What? No way. Look, we have proof. We had proof. Kids, you're being ridiculous. See, he loves you. Aw, so cute.
I'll go get my camera. [gasping] Bobby, stop fooling around. [growling] I can't believe
Dad won't even hear us out. We're his own kids. If we don't do something,
we'll have to deal with Beto every time we hang out with Dad. Mm. If only we could prove
to Dad that Beto's pure evil, then he'd have to get rid
of him. Beto's too smart to act out
in front of Dad. We'll have to be sneaky. Make sure Dad catches him
in the act. Goodbye, Beto. [grunting] Okay, Dad takes a walk here
every day at 12:15 sharp. [grunting] [sighing] There he is. [humming] It's go time. Make sure Dad sees me
and Beto. Hey, Dad.
[chuckles] Mind if I stroll along with ya? Oh, uh, sure, Bobby. Gee, I think I'll hop up
on this fountain. I better be careful.
I wouldn't want to fall in. Hot dogs!
Get your hot dogs here! Two for one! Oh. I'll take two, please. Help! Ronnie Anne? [grunting] [grunting] Gracias, Beto.
You saved my baby girl. What? No! He- Hey, hey!
Free hot dog for the hero! Esso! Whoo hoo! [belching] [gagging] [growling]
