Original subtitles

[enchanting music playing]

d

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All right, then.

Where were we?

Oh, yeah, that's right.

Now I remember.

"A note about witches."

See, here's the thing

about them.

They're real!

Witches are as real as a rock

in your shoe.

That's the first thing

you need to know.

The second thing

you need to know,

they're here!

And they live amongst us...

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...side by side, with humans.

In every big city,

in every small town.

For all you know,

a witch might be living right

next door to you right now.

They everywhere!

A witch might be a nurse,

or your teacher,

and you can bet

your sweet patootie

that friendly, little old lady

on the bus

offering you a delicious piece

of salt water taffy

is a witch.

And here's

the most important thing.

The most important thing.

Witches hate children!

A witch spends all her time

thinking up ways

to destroy children.

That's all she thinks about.

"How will I squish

this horrible child?"

[squishing]

A witch gets the same pleasure

from squishing a child

as you get from eating

a bowl of ice cream

covered in butterscotch syrup,

with whipped cream,

chopped nuts,

and a cherry on top.

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[older Hero] My story begins

during the last month of 1968.

Believe it or not,

I was once a young boy.

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A boy with a mother

and a father.

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[eerie music playing]

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We lived in Chicago.

And it snows a lot

at Christmastime.

[sirens approaching]

Tricky thing with snow is,

it's slippery.

[man] Take the front! This way!

Mom?

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I was wearing my seat belt.

-Dad?

-[people shouting indistinctly]

Mom!

d

Mama and Daddy weren't.

[shouting] Mama! Dad!

Mommy! Dad!

[man] Let's get you

out of here.

[older Hero] It was during

my eighth Christmas

that I lost

my mother and father.

[Christmas choral

music playing]

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[sniffs] My dear child...

Grandma.

Grandma's here.

[Grandma] Aw,

you gonna be all right.

Here, let me look at you.

Mmm.

I'mma get you out of here.

I packed your things,

I'm gonna take you home.

Home? To my house?

No, darling.

Home to my house.

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[Reginald] Need any help

bringing these bags

inside, sister?

[Grandma] Oh, no,

thank you, Reginald.

You've done enough already.

Running into you

at the bus station

was a godsend.

-I'm much obliged.

-[Reginald chuckles]

My pleasure. [grunts]

I'll see you in church

come Sunday?

[Grandma] Oh,

you know you will.

Pleasure to make

your acquaintance, young man.

Welcome to Demopolis.

-Thank you, Reggie.

-Sister.

Wait.

Take them shoes off before

you walk on my good rug.

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Grandma was my mama's mama.

A tough lady with a big heart.

The kind that

wouldn't hesitate

to give a spanking

if you deserve it

or a big ol' hug

if you needed it.

[Grandma] I reckon...

you'll be comfy here.

In your mama's old room.

We'll get you

situated tomorrow.

I'm gonna make

some hot chocolate.

Want some?

I'm gonna make some anyway,

in case you change your mind.

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d

[rain pattering]

f

[weatherman on TV]

High tomorrow, 73.

[Grandma] Young man,

what is wrong with you?

Sitting in here

all by your lonesome.

It's nice out.

You want something to eat?

I just fried some wings.

Nobody turns down my wings.

I'm gonna make you a plate.

[upbeat music playing

on gramophone]

[singing along] ♪ Now if you

Feel that you can't go on ♪

♪ Because all of your hope

Is gone ♪

♪ And your life is filled

With much confusion ♪

♪ Until happiness

Is just an illusion ♪

♪ And your world around

Is tumblin' down ♪

♪ Darlin' ♪

[chorus singing] ♪ Reach out ♪

-[man singing]

♪ Come on, girl ♪

-[Grandma] Reach out for me.

-[man] ♪ Reach on out for me ♪

-♪ Reach out ♪

-Come on, baby. Come on.

-[man] ♪ Reach out for me ♪

♪ Ha! I'll be there ♪

♪ With a love

That will shelter you ♪

[Grandma] Mmm!

What you waiting for?

Don't feel like eating.

And I don't feel like wasting

all this good food.

What, you think I'm supposed

to feel sorry for you?

Well, I don't.

Do I feel bad?

Yeah.

But not sorry.

Sometimes, whatever the good

Lord needs to teach us

comes in ways we don't see.

But it doesn't mean

we're not supposed

to learn something.

Look here.

This was my baby.

I'd do anything

for her to be here right now.

But the Man Above

had another plan for her.

And whether it seems fair

to me or not,

it doesn't matter.

Sometimes life isn't fair.

It's a hard lesson

for folks to learn

and most people don't have to

learn it this young.

But you do.

You hear me?

[Hero sighs]

Come on now, baby,

you got to eat something.

You like cake?

Well, corn bread

is basically cake.

Mmm-hmm.

Go on. Try it.

[laughing]

[soul music playing]

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What's his name?

It's a she.

Her name is something

you can ponder.

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Have you come up with a name

for your mouse yet?

Uh-huh.

Well, tell me.

Don't be keeping me

in suspense.

Aisy.

Lazy?

Well, that mouse

is full of nothing but energy.

She runs all the time

in that wheel.

Not "lazy."

Daisy.

"Daisy." Oh.

I like it.

That's a perfect name for her.

Close your eyes, honey.

[upbeat music playing]

[man singing] ♪ It's your thing

Do what you wanna do ♪

♪ I can't tell you

Who to sock it to ♪

♪ It's your thing ♪

♪ Do what you wanna do ♪

♪ I can't tell you

Who to sock it to ♪

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And somehow, she did it.

Little by little,

with a tug here

and a pull there,

she brought me

out of my sadness.

[both laughing]

[man singing]

♪ Oh, you need love now ♪

♪ Just as bad as I do ♪

[older Hero] But even though

my own darkness

was being lifted,

there was another dark shadow

looming nearby.

Very nearby.

I didn't know it,

but I was about to meet

my first witch.

Curses. [hissing]

[coughing]

[man singing] ♪ All right ♪

♪ Lord have mercy! ♪

[Grandma] Raymond.

Raymond.

You call these fresh?

But we just got them in.

When? Last year?

Look at how yellow they are.

And those brown spots

around the edges.

I'm not gonna waste

good bacon drippings

on these shriveled-up weeds.

Can you get me

some fresh greens

if you don't mind?

Yes, ma'am.

I'll see what we have

in the back.

You do that.

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Grandma, can I get these nails

to make Daisy a house?

-[Grandma] Hmm.

-[doorbell jingles]

Well, these aren't galvanized.

You have to use

galvanized nails

so they won't rust.

But galvanized costs

.35 cents more.

Safety first.

Yes, ma'am.

You cut yourself

on a rusty nail,

you can get lockjaw.

Yes, ma'am.

And then I'd have to

flush out your system

with liver oil, garlic juice,

Tabasco sauce.

You wouldn't want to go

through that now, would you?

No, ma'am.

Good.

Remember, safety first.

[coughing]

[older Hero] Grandma knew how

to fix all kinds of ailments.

She learned from her grandma

how to use herbs and potions

and strange incantations

to make sick people

good as new.

Here in Alabama,

where she grew up,

Grandma was known as a healer.

[whispering] Galvanized.

[in raspy voice] Boy.

[drawling] Boy.

Do you like sweets?

[snake hissing]

She is tame.

Very sweet.

[hissing]

Give her a kiss.

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[Grandma] Young man.

You want those nails,

you better come on...

[continues coughing]

Yes, Raymond,

that's more like it.

[Hero] Grandma,

I need to tell you something!

Not now, son.

But, Grandma...

[coughs] I thought

you wanted those nails.

Forget it. Let's just go.

[continues coughing]

Yeah.

Let's just go.

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Hey.

Son,

what were you

trying to tell me

in the grocery store

this morning?

You were shaking like a leaf.

Don't worry

about that, Grandma.

I just want

you to feel better.

I feel fine.

You just tell me

what you were trying to say.

Looked like you were about

to have a conniption fit.

[sighs heavily]

I don't know what I saw.

It was a scary lady.

She called to me.

But when she did,

when she talked,

her mouth...

Was she wearing gloves?

Long ones, up to her elbows?

Was she wearing a hat?

It looked like she had a towel

on her head or something.

And when she talked,

did her voice

sound ugly and scratchy

like an outhouse door

swinging on a rusty hinge?

Oh. [sighs]

I feared this was happening.

That lady you saw in

the grocery store was no lady.

What you saw

was a witch.

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A witch?

That's right.

A no-good, rotten, low-down,

sneaky, sneaky witch.

Okay. Okay.

Is this you

and your church friends

trying to play a joke on me?

'Cause if it is,

it's not very funny.

Listen, child.

Witches ain't nothing

to joke about.

I've known children

who no longer exist

as children on this earth.

They were turned,

transformed,

taken by witches.

-[thunder claps]

-[Hero gasps]

I can tell you

about Alice Blue.

Well, Alice Blue and I

were best friends.

We lived across the street

from each other.

We were like sisters.

Inseparable.

We did everything together,

even our chores.

But Alice was a lollygagger.

Alice, quit lollygagging, girl.

It's almost suppertime.

[steam hisses]

[Grandma] Alice did something

no child should ever do.

She took candy

from a stranger.

[ominous music playing]

I got so scared,

I tore out of there

like greased lightning,

and hightailed it

straight home.

I never should have

left Alice alone.

I knew I shouldn't have.

But I was so scared.

Later that night,

when I saw Alice alive,

I was as happy as a mouse

in a bucket of cheese.

But the very next morning,

all that happiness went away

because it happened.

[whispers]

She started turning.

[shrieks]

[clucking]

[crowing]

[clucking]

[crows]

Alice was chicken-afied.

Chicken-alified.

[clucking continues]

Lordy!

Look at the size

of that chicken.

Y'all seen

where Alice run off to?

She's right...

there.

[woman] What you

talking about, child?

Where'd she go?

[Grandma] I tried to explain

what I saw,

but everybody was looking

at me like I was crazy.

Finally,

I just shut up about it.

Although, I made it a point

to visit Alice

in her coop every day.

[chicken groans]

Hi, Alice.

[clucking]

[Grandma] Alice even laid eggs.

Big green ones.

Biggest green eggs

I ever seen.

People said

they were delicious.

What about the witch?

What about her?

Did she go away?

Oh, my, no.

Once a witch come

into your life, it never...

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[whispers] Never...

Oh, my, Lord in Heaven.

What am I thinking?

I just told you

we saw a witch today.

A witch in the grocery store.

And what am I doing?

Sitting here

like I'm blind in one eye

and can't see out the other,

wasting precious time

lollygagging.

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[older Hero] Always wondered

what Grandma kept

in that locked closet.

Turns out it was full of

medicinal herbs and elixirs,

and old books

about ancient healing.

Now, my mom always said

Grandma was sort of

a country-type healer.

But now

I was starting to think

she might be

a voodoo priestess.

Child, we need to leave.

-Leave?

-That's right, leave.

It's not safe for us here.

But where we gonna go?

I'll call my cousin, Eston.

Have him make

a reservation for us

at the Grand Orleans

Imperial Island Hotel.

He was the executive chef

there for over 30 years.

He's got pull there.

[chuckles]

He's a star.

His cooking

put that hotel on the map.

It's the swankiest resort

in all of Alabama.

You'll be telling

your grandkids

about your stay in this hotel.

[Hero] How do you know

we'll be safe there?

Because, child,

ain't nothing

but rich white folks

at the Grand Orleans

Imperial Island Hotel.

And witches

only prey on the poor,

the overlooked,

the kids they think

nobody's gonna make a fuss

about if they go missing.

Go pack!

[Hero] Grandma, are there

witches in every city?

[Grandma] Every city,

every state, every country.

And there's

a secret society of witches

in every country

called a coven.

That's just like a Rotary Club

but for witches.

They all get together

in one place

and gossip about

who they put spells on,

or trade potion secrets,

and whatnot.

But most important,

they receive orders

from the Grand High Witch.

The Grand High Witch?

The Grand High Witch, yeah.

She's the ruler of them all.

All-powerful, pure evil,

and without a stitch of mercy.

Yeah. Legend has it,

she was hatched

on the frozen tundra

of Norway.

Now, take a look at that.

What, you just

gonna stand there

and stare at me all day?

Can I help you?

You can unload this car while

I check in to this here hotel.

Yes, ma'am.

Here's the key.

Oh, and...

No.

You keep your money, ma'am.

And enjoy yourself.

I think I will.

[older Hero] Grandma was right

about this hotel.

It sure was fancy.

She brought us

to the Gulf of Mexico

to get away from that witch.

But she had no idea what

we were about to step into.

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[whispers]

Be careful with the mouse.

-[man] No.

-[woman] For God's sake,

I think you're being

extremely unreasonable.

[man] No, Deidre.

For the last time,

I will not have that woman

in my house.

[woman] Oh,

she's very good company.

[man] Absolutely not, Deidre.

[woman] Oh, for God's sake,

Bruno, your face.

Obviously can't

take you anywhere.

[receptionist]

Here you are, ma'am.

Come on, we got our key.

We are in room 766.

[Hero] Sounds like

a good room.

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-You okay, Grandma?

-[coughs]

That's the first time

you coughed

since we left the house.

-Can I help you, madam?

-[coughs]

Oh! You must be

Eston's cousins.

Yes, he insisted

that you stay in room 766.

That's the Magnolia.

This is one of

our most lovely junior suites.

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And aren't you

a lucky fella? Hmm?

It's not every day

that a young gentleman

such as yourself is fortunate

to come and stay in such

a fine hotel as this now,

is it?

Come on, Gatsby.

Let's go.

Let's go find our room.

Would you like me to show you?

-It's on the fourth floor.

-[Grandma] Mmm.

[Hero] Grandma,

if we're on the fourth floor,

why is it number 7-6-6?

Because the man who built

this hotel was a numerologist.

He believed

numbers have meaning.

I know a little something

about numbers.

Seven and six together

means a test is coming.

Two sixes mean abundance.

So, it look like

a big test might be coming.

[marching with

synchronized steps]

Well, hello there.

The Grand Orleans

Imperial Island Hotel

welcomes you and your lovely

group of benefactresses.

Uh, I would just like to say

that we applaud

your innumerable,

uh, philanthropic...

-acts and, um...

-[cat purring]

And, um...

I'm sorry, madam,

but the hotel has

a very strict no-pet policy.

[with Eastern European accent]

You seem like the sort of man

who loves a precious.

Don't you, Mister...

Stringer. R. J. Stringer III.

Hotel Manager.

Thank you

for making an exception,

-Mr. R. J. The Hotel Manager.

-Stringer.

Yes, but I haven't yet...

But I didn't agree...

So, tell me something,

Mister...

-Stringy?

-Stringer.

Hotel man.

-Manager.

-The third.

-Yeah.

-I know you love kitties.

-[cat hisses]

-[chuckles uneasily]

But what do you think of...

mice?

Mice?

Yeah. Mice.

What would you do

if there were mice

running all around

in this hotel?

Well, I can assure you, madam,

there would

never be any mice...

[shushes] But if there were?

Hypothetically?

Mmm. Oh, hypothetically.

Yes, I suppose,

well, I would, uh...

I would call the exterminator.

Exactly!

You see, girls?

He would call

the exterminator!

Just like any normal human

with his head

screwed on right,

he would exterminate

those brats.

Uh... Rats.

We would exterminate the rats.

[Grandma] Evil.

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There's no other way

to describe them.

Pure, unvarnished evil.

That's what witches are.

-[thunder cracking]

-[Grandma coughing]

[hoarsely] Now, you see

this here cough of mine?

It was likely brought on

by a witch.

Probably that one you saw

in the grocery store.

Really? A witch

can make you cough?

Oh, you bet

your sweet patootie they can.

Grandma, how can you tell

a real witch from

a normal lady?

Well, first of all, witches

aren't really women at all.

They're demons in human shape.

That's why if you look closely

at a witch,

you'll notice the corners

of her mouth is elongated,

stretching almost

up to her ears,

and that's usually hidden

with pancake makeup.

And a real witch always

wears gloves. Always.

Because a real witch

doesn't have hands.

She's got claws.

[Hero] Claws?

d

And they don't have toes. Ooh.

Their ugly feet look like

their toes got chopped off

with an axe.

And all witches are bald.

As bald as a boiled egg.

So, they wear wigs.

And it gives them nasty sores.

"Wig rash,"

the witches call it.

Mmm! And it makes them crazy.

So, gloves,

wigs.

Is that everything?

Nose-holes.

-Nose-holes?

-Yeah. Nostrils.

Nose-holes.

Witches have larger nose-holes

than normal people.

When they need

to sniff out a child,

those nose-holes can grow out

as big as eight inches

in diameter.

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But, mind you, children

smell horrible to witches.

[Hero] Even if the kid

just had a bath?

[chuckles]

That makes it worse.

A freshly clean kid smells

like dog poop to a witch.

-Dog poop?

-That's right.

And the cleaner the kid,

the poopier he smells

to a witch.

Maybe I should

stop taking baths.

Child, don't test me.

Can a witch come in here

and get us while we sleep?

No.

Not at all.

Witches never do

silly things like

climbing drainpipes or

breaking into people's houses.

Besides, they have no idea

where we are.

Okay, but I'm still

a little scared.

Over here, come on,

little man.

There we go.

Get some sleep.

d

[hisses]

[cat purring]

Hmm?

Really?

[wincing]

Mmm.

-[thunder cracking]

-[chuckles]

d

[older Hero] The next morning,

the sun was shining

and the air was crisp

and clear.

I kept quiet as a mouse

so Grandma could sleep in,

and I took it upon myself

to order her

some room service breakfast.

[Grandma] Mmm, mmm, mmm.

Here's your breakfast,

Grandma.

Scrambled eggs,

chicken fried steak,

hominy grits,

pecan sticky buns,

rhubarb strawberry jam,

and a pitcher

of sweet iced tea with mint.

Oh, that sure smells special.

Oh, mercy, I slept in late.

Phew.

Well, thank you for ordering

me breakfast, darling.

I gave the room service guy

a half a dollar tip.

Was that okay?

That's mighty

gentlemanly of you.

[coughs]

Grandma, are you okay?

I'm fine.

Just a little tickle.

Grab Grandma

that glass of tea. [coughs]

And listen, Grandma's gonna

take it easy today.

But I want you to get outside

and run around.

Go down to the water.

Have fun.

I was thinking I would do

some training with Daisy.

Oh! Well, take her with.

Just don't let her get

too close to the water.

I wouldn't want

some big old sea snake

to grab ahold of her.

Sea snake?

I'm just joshing.

There ain't no sea snakes.

You go on now. Have fun.

And don't worry about me.

I'm fine.

[older Hero] Even though I knew

Grandma was kidding

about the sea snakes,

I didn't wanna

take any chances,

so we stayed inside.

And wouldn't you know,

we came upon the big ballroom

where it turns out

the International Society

for the Prevention of Cruelty

to Children folks

were gonna have

their conference.

d

Hey!

You there!

And what are you doing?

Breaking and entering?

Looking for a quiet spot.

For what?

Training.

Training what?

Cool. Super.

What's his name?

It's a she.

And her name is Daisy.

-Can I hold her?

-[Daisy squeaking]

She's not too comfortable

around strangers.

Can she do any tricks

or anything?

We were just about

to do some training.

Wanna watch?

What time is it?

A nice lady told me

to meet her here at 12:25.

She said she would give me

six bars of Swiss chocolate.

What's your name?

I'm...

Bruno Jenkins!

I've been looking for you

everywhere, young man.

Your father is furious.

Hello, Mother.

This is my new friend.

Nice to meet you.

Look at your hands,

they're filthy!

Look at your shirt!

It's a complete mess!

-Come with me.

-Ow!

What have you been doing?

Running around

in a sausage factory?

d

[older Hero] The room

was completely empty.

A perfect place for me

and Daisy to do our training.

And I figured,

if all the Prevention

of Cruelty to Children people

showed up,

they would

probably look kindly

on a young mouse trainer

who was just

going about his business.

[clangs]

Jeez, that scared

the crap out of me.

[switches clicking]

So, here we are.

Here is the Le Grand

Imperial Ballroom

or Le Salon Grande,

as we call it.

Well, actually

we call it the Mural Room

because of all these

beautiful murals...

I was told there is only

one door in and out, yeah?

Yeah. Yes.

There's, uh, only that door

there, in and out,

and which, of course,

does not make

the fire marshal very happy.

So, don't you go

starting any fires.

This room will do.

[Mr. Stringer] Right, so...

[marching with

synchronized steps]

Yeah, so, if there's any...

Is there anything else

-that you ladies--

-No.

-No?

-Bye-bye.

Oh, all right.

f

[woman] Saoirse,

secure the room!

Okay, you so-called ladies.

Prepare for removal.

-[whispers] Wake up.

-[snake hissing]

[hissing]

f

[grunts]

Okay, you trussed-up

succubines,

you may remove your gloves.

d

You may remove your shoes.

And...

you may remove your wigs!

f

[whispers]

They're all witches.

[older Hero] My blood ran cold

as I started

to get real scared.

Here I was,

trapped in a room with a bunch

of bald-headed witches!

And the mean one,

the bald-head honcho

who was standing

right above me,

the one who was

giving all the orders,

as soon as I got

a good look at her,

I knew instantly

who she had to be.

[crunches]

She's the Grand High Witch.

d

[snarls]

[croakily] Witches.

Witches.

You are a heap

of good-for-nothing worms!

[in normal voice]

This morning,

I'm having my breakfast

and I'm looking out

the window, at the beach,

and what am I seeing? Hmm?

[croakily] What am I seeing?

[in normal voice]

I'm seeing dozens...

I'm seeing hundreds...

I'm seeing hundreds

of repulsive little brats

playing in the sand,

and it's putting me

right off my food!

So...

Here are my orders.

I want every child

in the world...

rubbed out!

Squashed, squirted,

and frittered!

Your Excellency,

do you have a plan?

How can we possibly

wipe out every child?

[witch yelps]

[witches gasp]

That was actually

a good question.

Insubordinate

but a good question.

Of course I have a plan.

I want each of you to return

to your pathetic little town.

And open...

[inhales sharply]

a candy store.

And in this store

you will sell

only the highest quality,

tastiest candy.

Now, you're

probably wondering,

"Where do I get the money

to buy a candy shop?"

Well, I have

thought of that too.

In my room, room number 666,

I have a steamer trunk

filled with brand-new,

crisp $100 bills!

Room 666.

d

Remember that room number 666

and your shops will sell

only the highest quality,

tastiest candy.

And...

We use Formula Number 86

Delayed Action Mouse Maker!

[witches] Ooh!

One drop of Mouse Maker

in a piece of candy

will transform

a dirty little child

into a mouse in one hour!

[witches] Ah!

Two drops

will transform the disgusting

little brat in 30 minutes.

And three drops

is instantaneous.

An instant mouse!

[rattling]

[giggling] Oh.

Oh, no, no, no.

-[rattling continues]

-[shushing]

Shut up.

So,

less than an hour ago,

I found a repulsive smelly

little boy in the lobby

and I gave him

an outrageously expensive

bar of Swiss chocolate.

A chocolate bar

that was laced with one drop

-of my Number 86...

-Oh, no.

[Grand High Witch] ...Delayed

Action Mouse Maker potion!

Bruno.

And I told

the greedy little brat

to meet me here at 12:25.

So, in less than 10 minutes,

all you pathetic witches will

see what a true genius I am!

[witches chanting]

Genius! Genius! Genius!

-[cackling]

-[witches continue chanting]

Quiet!

[chanting stops]

f

f

[growls]

[witches gasping]

[snake hissing]

-[knocking at door]

-[Bruno] Where's my chocolate?

It's the greedy little cretin.

-Quick! Put on your wigs!

-[Bruno] Hey, are you in there?

Welcome, you...

fine, handsome man. [sniffs]

We've been waiting.

[Grand High Witch] Darling boy.

I have your chocolate for you.

d

You promised me

six bars of chocolate.

I only see one in your hand.

Hmm... You see, ladies,

not only is he fat and stupid

but greedy too. [chuckles]

-[witches snicker]

-Mmm.

[witches gasp in awe]

d

That's right, little man.

Here is your

delicious chocolate.

Come and get it.

Get ready, girls.

Ten seconds.

Give me my chocolate.

Give it to me.

d

It's right here, my darling.

[whispering]

Daisy, what do we do?

[Bruno] Give me.

Give me.

d

Five seconds.

[Bruno] Give me my chocolate.

Give it to me.

Three...

-Give me it. Give me. Give me!

-[Grand High Witch] Two...

One...

-[clock clangs]

-[bones cracking]

Ignition!

[cackling]

[Saoirse laughing]

[smoke hissing]

[gasps]

That smelly brat,

that horrid louse

has been transformed...

She's done it.

She's a genius.

d

...into a lovely little mouse!

[laughs]

What's the big idea?

Where's my chocolate?

Squish him!

Whoa!

-[witches clamoring]

-Squish him! Kill him!

[Bruno panting]

He's right there.

[Hero] They turned Bruno

into a mouse

and now they're trying

to squish him.

I'll fetch him.

Did you just talk?

It's a swarm!

They're everywhere!

[Grand High Witch] Get him.

Where is he? Where is he?

[Bruno yelping]

Gosh! You're a giant.

Why are you so big?

I'm not big.

You're little. I'm normal.

How can I be little?

Because you're a mouse.

A witch put a spell on you.

Witch? What witch?

Ah-ha! I knew it!

Dog dropping!

-[Hero] Help!

-[Grand High Witch] Grab him.

-[Hero] Help! Help me!

-Hold him down.

-Flip him. Gag position.

-Help! Help!

Open his trap.

Open it.

[croakily] Okay.

That's how you wanna play,

we'll play

the Shakespeare way.

[grunts]

One drop...

[smoke hissing]

d f

[Grand High Witch] Two...

[breathes heavily]

Blast off.

Yes! Yes!

Yes!

[screaming]

[smoke hissing]

[gasps]

[panting weakly]

Aren't you

a cute little mouse?

[growling]

[screams]

-[Bruno gasps]

-Who has the mallet?

-Here! Here!

-Get the mallet.

[witch] Where's the mallet?

I'm not afraid of nothing.

[Grand High Witch] I have him.

Where's the mallet?

Come on. Give it to me.

Give it to me.

-[crunches]

-[screams]

[screaming]

[Hero] Run, Bruno, run!

So, you're a mouse too?

-Now I've got you.

-[yelps]

[yelping]

Four legs, Bruno.

Four legs.

[panting]

Rats! A dead end!

[gasps] Run, Bruno, run!

No!

[screaming]

[screams]

[sobbing]

[all grunting]

Ow, my back.

What happened to us?

Why are we mouses?

-[Daisy and Hero] "Mice."

-Whatever.

There's a convention of

witches here in the hotel,

and they have an evil potion.

They put it in your chocolate.

My chocolate? Crikey!

They always spike

the chocolate.

It's standard

evil witch procedure.

Wait. You were a kid too?

A girl.

Do I look like

a baby goat to you?

[bleating]

Nope, a mouse.

What are we going to do?

I don't want to be a mouse.

I like being

a portly little kid.

"Child."

Whatever.

All right,

we have to find my grandma.

She knows

everything about witches.

She'll know what to do.

Come on.

Two crab salads.

What are you doing?

Wow, look at

all that lovely food.

Okay, here's what we do.

You see that vent?

I bet that'll get us

to the lobby. Let's go.

[chef] Pick that up.

That's white truffle.

You have any idea

how much white truffle costs?

Wipe it off

and put it in the sauce.

What is this?

You call that puffed?

Let's get some more hands

in here.

d

[Daisy whispering]

So, now what?

Look, all we need to do is

make our way to the elevator,

then up to the fourth floor.

Come on.

[grunts]

Hey, a little help.

[all grunt]

Crikey.

-Hurry up.

-This way.

I just realized

something, y'all.

How exactly do we

reach the button

for the fourth floor?

-Floor?

-Four, please.

Come on.

There's my room, 766.

This way.

[Hero grunting]

[sighs] She's never

going to hear us.

[gasps] A doorbell.

Come on.

[grunting]

[grunts]

Crikey!

All right.

We make a human ladder.

You mean a mouse ladder?

Right, a mouse ladder.

[all grunting]

Ow! Ow.

[straining]

I got... I got...

-I got it!

-[doorbell dings]

-[Daisy screaming]

-[Hero grunting]

Help me!

Ahhh, great balls of fire,

don't let me fall!

[grunting]

-[Bruno] Phew.

-Follow me, boys.

[screaming]

[screams]

[yelping]

d

[chambermaid] Mice!

Mice! Mice! [screams]

They everywhere!

[squeals]

[chambermaid screaming

and sobbing]

[gasps]

Grandma, it's me.

Grandma, it's me,

your grandson.

My grandson...

Is that you, boy?

Yes, Grandma, it's me.

Oh... Oh.

Is it really you?

It's really me.

-What happened?

-It was the Grand High Witch.

The Grand High Witch?

Oh, Lord,

not the Grand High Witch.

Yes. She mouse-afied me.

And the whole hotel

is full of witches.

They're having a witch

convention or something.

You been through so much,

you don't need this.

Grandma's so, so sorry.

Grandma,

please get off the floor

and put me

on the coffee table.

-How do I do that?

-Pick me up.

Pick you up?

Yeah, just like

I pick up Daisy.

Right.

I can't believe

this happened to you.

Believe me,

things could be a lot worse.

They could?

[Hero] Oh, Grandma,

by the way,

this is my friend,

Bruno Jenkins.

He's now a mouse too,

but he used to be

a chubby, little English kid.

You could've just stopped at,

"This is my friend, Bruno."

[Grandma] I'm so sorry, Bruno.

Those nasty, evil witches

got you too, huh?

Yes. They got me good

and proper.

It's been an awful day.

-Anybody else hungry?

-Ahem!

Oh, and Daisy used to be

a kid... A girl too.

[Grandma] Why didn't you

say something before, darling?

Because it can be

very dangerous

for a mouse to talk.

Most people don't understand

and they get scared.

I almost said something

the other night

when you told the story

about Alice Blue

getting turned into a chicken,

but I thought better of it.

So, some wicked, evil witch

mouse-afied you.

Yes, ma'am, four months ago.

On the very same afternoon

I ran away from the orphanage.

Well, what happened was,

a kind lady...

Well, I thought she was kind.

Anyway, she offered me

a chocolate bar,

and before I knew it, poof!

I was transformed.

Then, faster than a hot knife

cuts through butter,

a panhandler scoops me up

and sells me to a pet store

so he could buy food.

Yum!

I'm so sorry, Daisy.

Mary. Uh, my real name

is Mary.

Mary. That's a pretty name.

Excuse me.

All this talk about food

is making me really hungry.

Can I have

one of those grapes?

[Grandma] So, it was

the Grand High Witch,

and she's in this very hotel?

We got to do something to turn

you back. Make this right.

The Grand High Witch

has a room full of potion.

And she's gonna use it

to turn every kid in the world

into a mouse.

We have to help them.

-[doorbell rings]

-[Bruno gasps]

-Who is it?

-[man] Hotel maintenance.

[whispers] Quick, hide.

Here. Hop in my knitting tote.

Keep your heads down.

Yes.

I'm sorry to

bother you, ma'am,

but we got a report of

a possible rodent infestation.

Rodent infestation?

In a hotel this expensive?

That's crazier than

a hog on slaughter day.

Yes, ma'am.

It's probably nothing.

The maid who said

she saw the rodents

has a tendency to be

a bit high-strung. [chuckles]

-Mmm.

-But, to be on the safe side,

I thought

I'd lay these here traps,

-if you don't mind.

-Okay.

-We put them in all the rooms.

-Mmm-hmm.

Just to be safe.

So, uh, what are they? Mice?

Oh. No, ma'am.

Maid said she saw

a swarm of huge, ugly rats.

At least a dozen of them.

Goodness, a dozen?

Well, it's like I said,

she has a tendency to be

a bit high-strung. [chuckles]

f

Fresh Wisconsin cheddar.

Drives them rodents

plumb crazy.

They can't resist it.

[Bruno] Mmm... [grunts]

Anyway, you hear any

of these traps start snapping,

give me a call.

I sure will.

[man] That's right.

Don't you know anything?

Grapes can hurt a mouse.

[Grandma] All right, you three.

You stay away from

those traps, you hear?

If we could just get our hands

on some of that potion,

I might be able

to reverse-engineer it.

Make it a potion

that turns mice into children.

I always travel with

my anti-hex herbs and salts.

But whoever knows where

that wicked, evil witch is.

We do. She's in room 666.

We heard her tell

all those witches

to meet her in room 666

right after dinner.

And we're in room 766.

Room 666 is right below us.

Good Lord!

That evil sorceress is living

right beneath us?

Yes. And here's what we do.

We wait for the Grand High

Witch to leave her room,

then we use

Grandma's knitting wool

as a rope to lower me down

to the Grand High Witch's

balcony.

I grab a bottle of potion,

Grandma hoists me back up,

she reverses the spell,

and ta-da!

We're kids again.

Young man, you think

all that up just now?

Popped right into my head.

-[kids screaming playfully]

-[beach crowd chattering]

[splutters]

[retches]

d

Vile, filthy brats.

You make me puke!

[groans] Hades,

it's getting so bad,

I can't even enjoy

a glass of wormwood.

She's the Grand High Witch,

all right.

[both gasp]

-[Hades meows]

-[groans]

Grandma, that's the potion.

She's keeping it on ice.

Yeah, it's exactly

what we need.

[Grand High Witch] Hades, come.

-[Hades growls]

-We are late for tea.

Teatime. Perfect.

Now look, all we need

is one bottle of potion.

So, grab one as fast

as you can and hurry on back.

No telling when that monster

is fixing to return.

I know you're

likely scared, baby.

I'm not scared, Grandma.

I don't know why,

but ever since I was turned

into a small mouse,

little things

don't scare me anymore.

Okay. Hold on tight.

f

[Hero grunting]

[grunts]

[straining]

[straining]

[grunting]

d

[Hero gasps]

d

[panting]

d

d

I can't believe

they won't let my precious

into the dining room.

This fleabag, roach-trap hotel

discriminates

against everything.

Money.

Money, money, money.

Oh, Hades,

why, in this disgusting

human world,

do you need money

for everything?

[coughs]

[sighs]

[gags]

Disgusting, filthy lucre.

d f

[blubbering]

[grunts]

He's ready.

[gasping]

[both gasp]

Well, well, well, well.

Why is this wool here,

I wonder?

Oh. [chuckles nervously] Hello.

I just dropped my knitting

over the balcony.

But it's all right.

Thank goodness I still have

a hold of it on this end.

Well, I'm just gonna

go ahead on and...

And pull it on up.

I'll be out of your way.

-Let go.

-[breathing shakily]

I know you.

Me?

I don't think so.

I have seen you before.

I remember your face.

You mighta seen me

in the lobby, maybe.

No, no, no, no, no.

Not in the lobby.

I remember you from...

-[doorbell dings]

-[yells] What? Who is it?

[Mr. Stringer]

It's Mr. Stringer III,

Hotel Manager.

[Grand High Witch] Curses!

f

[Mr. Stringer]

You want me to remove

the children from the beach?

d

I want them removed.

[Mr. Stringer] Well, I'll...

I'll see what I can do.

Madam, I procured this,

uh, for you today.

I thought you might like it.

It's a kitty carrier.

And I thought

you could put your feline

friend in there and you can

transport him

all over the hotel,

including the dining room.

Thought you might like that.

Well,

let me tell you something,

Mister Cat-Cage-Procurer.

I will never, ever

allow my precious puss

to be...

d

d

Well, look at that.

He likes it in there.

[grunts quietly]

Oh, madam, I almost forgot.

Regarding your ladies' dinner

this evening,

we have neglected

to select a soup.

Now, there are two choices.

One is our

Cajun spice crab Creole,

and the other one is our

plantation kitchen split pea.

[inhales sharply]

Which one is cheaper?

Well, madam,

I'm sure you will appreciate

that the crab is fresh

and it is...

-[shouts] Which one?

-[groans]

[sighs]

Plantation kitchen split pea.

That's the one.

Then we will have

the split pea soup.

Yes, madam.

[Grand High Witch] And...

no garlic in the soup.

No what?

Garlic.

No garlic?

Did I stutter?

No garlic.

My women,

all suffer from a selective

food avoidance disorder.

Picky eaters.

Yes, madam.

As you wish.

I will inform the chef.

You do that.

I'll let myself out.

You do that.

Well, my precious,

since you enjoy being

in that cage so much,

-you can stay in it!

-[snarls]

Traitor!

[Grandma] Mouse Maker potion.

A drop of hyssop...

f

A smidgen of mugwort...

And now,

a dash of healing water,

straight from Lourdes.

This is the most powerful

healing water there is.

Okay.

Now let's all join hands

and bow our heads.

d f

Well, I'll be...

Not much more to say

than that. [sighs]

We had to try something, kids.

This witch's power

is far greater

than my little home remedies.

Evil power.

[Grandma] And strong.

Much stronger than me.

Please don't cry, Grandma.

It'll be okay.

[Grandma] I'm sorry, children.

It's not your fault, Grandma.

Sometimes things just happen.

Yeah, they do.

I actually don't mind

being a mouse.

I get to hang out

with my new friends all day,

don't have to go

to school anymore,

and I don't have to learn

how to drive,

which means I'll never

get into an accident.

Oh, child.

Come here.

Grandma, will you still

take care of me?

Even if I stay a mouse?

[Grandma] Of course

I will, darling.

Doesn't matter who you are

or what you look like,

so long as somebody loves you.

And I always will.

What about my friends?

Can they stay too?

Well, of course.

If they want to,

but don't forget,

they all have loved ones

who miss them.

I'm not so sure about that.

Don't be a fool.

I'm sure they love you.

My mother thinks I'm clumsy,

and my father complains

that I'm always hungry.

Well, maybe this will

help them love you

for who you are,

not for who you ain't.

You're fortunate

to have parents, Bruno.

Some of us don't.

But we're gonna be okay.

We have Grandma.

And she'll

always be our family.

And for that

we are very blessed.

But what I wanna know

is why are we standing

around here lollygagging?

How are we gonna stop

those horrible witches

from turning

more children into mice?

She's right.

We got to do something.

I know what we'll do.

I sneak into the kitchen with

the Number 86 Mouse Maker,

then I slip the potion

into the witches' pea soup

and turn them all into mice.

Are you sure about this,

little man?

This sounds like

it could be a very dangerous

and scary mission.

Trust me, Grandma,

I can handle it.

d

I'll meet you

in the lobby bar.

Bruno and Daisy

know which vent.

Be careful, darling.

I will, Grandma.

[sous chef] Hurry up there!

[chef] The pea soup is ready.

No garlic.

[sous chef] I got the soup,

no garlic, Chef,

coming right up.

[chef] Where are my prawns?

This is not a prawn,

this is a shrimp.

You don't know the difference

between a shrimp and a prawn?

Count the pincers.

Un, deux. One, two.

Let's start ladling out

that soup.

Come on, you people.

-[chef rushing in French]

-[sous chef] Yes, Chef.

[grunting]

f

What are you doing, huh?

[sous chef] I'm getting

the prawns ready.

[chef] Don't tell me

that's a prawn.

-I'm a crustacean expert.

-[sous chef] This is a prawn.

[chef] I've been

sauteing prawns for 30 years

and I only use butter.

-[sous chef] Only butter?

-[chef] Never oil.

I don't give a damn

about what nutritionists say.

They are

the ruination of cuisine.

Always butter,

butter only.

f

[in English]

Where are my prawns?

Who do I have to get

some prawns around here?

f

[in English] Let's start

ladling out that soup.

[sous chef] Yes, Chef.

[chef] Are you crying?

There's no crying

in my kitchen.

[gasps]

Chef, this soup

needs some garlic.

Absolutely no garlic.

Stringer's orders.

Grease fire.

[sous chef] We got fire

blankets under those sinks.

[chef] Are those my prawns

that just exploded?

[grunts]

Forget the prawn, just throw

some shrimp in there.

-You idiots don't know how...

-[bubbling]

[chuckles]

Someone get me a sharp knife

so that I can kill myself.

f

Somebody call an exterminator.

Look, there's my mother

and father.

That's your mother and father?

As I live and breathe.

Bruno, I think it's time

to say hello to your parents.

Are you mad?

Right here in the bar?

There's no time

like the present.

d

Excuse me,

are you Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins?

Can we help you?

I'm afraid I have some,

well, strange news

about your son, Bruno.

What about Bruno?

Where is he?

Maybe we can go somewhere

a bit more private.

[Mr. Jenkins] Private?

Why do we have to be private?

It's not an easy thing

for him to explain.

He'd be much more comfortable

we all went up to your room.

No, no, look here, madam,

I'm perfectly comfortable

exactly where I am.

So, either you tell me

where I can find Bruno

or you just

leave us alone now.

[Grandma] Well...

-got him right here.

-[shrieks]

That's a mouse! A mouse!

What in God's name

is wrong with you?

Get that filthy rodent

out of here!

No, no, no, no. This is Bruno.

-Bruno, say something to them.

-[Mrs. Jenkins screaming]

"Say something"?

Are you insane?

Get away from us

before I call the manager.

Quit all this hollering.

This is your son, Bruno.

Manager! Someone get me

the manager.

This woman has just scared

my wife half to death.

She's walking around

with rats in her handbag.

[sighs]

Bruno, why didn't

you say something?

My father hates it when I talk

with my mouth full.

[Hero] Psst! Grandma.

Down here.

There you are.

Thank the Lord.

So, how'd it go?

Soup is on.

Look! The pea soup.

[waiter] Here we are,

garlic free.

Excuse me, madam,

may I have a word with you?

Please, this way.

Just over here.

Um...

You wouldn't happen

to be carrying around a mouse

on your person now, would you?

-A mouse?

-Mmm-hmm.

Why on earth would I

be carrying around a mouse?

Does this have anything to do

with all the rat traps

being set up

all over this hotel?

Rat traps?

Is this your pathetic idea

of a smoke screen?

Accusing your guests

of carrying around mice

to hide the fact that this

hotel has a mouse infestation.

Shh. No... Shh. What?

I'll tell you this.

For what this hotel

is costing me,

I better not see

a single mouse.

Not even a tiny, cute one.

Yes, madam. I'm so...

My mistake. I'm sorry.

Luther.

Would you please show

this lady to our finest table?

Certainly.

This way.

Apologies, madam,

-I, it's just...

-[Grandma] Mmm.

Our finest table, madam.

Oh, uh, thank you, Luther.

I'm sure

your finest table

in this lovely establishment

is this one right here

next to the kitchen.

I always prefer

a table near the exit

so I can get out fast.

-Of course.

-[Grandma] Mmm.

f

[Bruno grunts]

[Hero whispers]

Check it out.

They love the soup.

[waiter] Have you decided?

Uh, yes, I think

I'll have the jambalaya.

Excellent. And would you like

something to start?

[Grandma] Mmm...

Well, that pea soup

those fancy ladies are eating

looks good.

I'll have that.

I'm sorry.

That soup is reserved

strictly for that group

of lady guests only.

If I may,

that large party suffers

from a severe garlic allergy.

So, they have requested their

soup be prepared garlic free.

It is very bland.

Practically inedible.

[witches slurping]

[Grandma] I see.

That sounds disgusting.

[waiter] May I suggest

the Cajun spice crab Creole?

It's one

of our signature dishes.

[Grandma] Uh, sounds...

[waiter] Yes?

Uh, the... The shrimp Creole

will be fine.

[waiter] You mean

the crab Creole?

Yes, yes, the crab Creole.

[waiter] Very good.

[quietly] Keep your heads down,

we got company.

[whispers] Pigtails.

I'm sorry?

[drawling] Pigtails.

You wore pigtails.

[Grandma] Do I know you?

Many years ago,

in a shabby little town.

A shabby little town

right here in Alabama.

You wore pigtails.

And you got away from me.

Remember?

But I got

that horrid little friend

of yours.

Remember...

[gagging]

[clucking]

-[giggling]

-Quick, mouse ladder.

[all grunt]

It was you.

You were the filthy witch

who turned Alice.

[wheezing]

Aw...

-That's a nasty...

-[witch whimpering]

[Saoirse gobbling

convulsively]

-[witches gasping]

-[smoke hissing]

[witches whimpering]

-[screeching]

-[witches screaming]

[smoke hissing]

[witches screaming]

What are you doing?

-[squeaking]

-[all screaming]

Grandma, look.

[all giggle]

Attaboy.

[witches screaming]

[grunts angrily]

[screeching]

[all screaming]

-[all laughing]

-High five, baby!

Mmm-hmm! That's some

serious ratification.

[rats squeaking]

[people whimpering]

[man] Oh, my God!

It's on my leg!

Ooh. Lordy,

hell's a-poppin'. [chuckles]

[screaming continues]

[witch grunting]

Come here,

you nasty critter...

[screeching]

[screaming]

[grunting]

[Mr. Stringer] Get it off!

Get it off!

-Get it off!

-[crunches]

[screaming]

[all gasp]

Come on, kids.

It's time to skedaddle.

[Mr. Springer continues

screaming and grunting]

Somebody call

the exterminator!

[key jingling]

Good job.

Ooh, ooh...

Look at all this potion.

Kids, we got

to grab every bottle.

Hey, Grandma, what about him?

d

I'll call the manager to let

him out once we out of here.

Oh, I dropped some.

I'll get it, Grandma.

[all grunting]

[sniffs] Whoa, that cheese

smells awfully good.

[all gasp]

[all gasp]

[objects rustling]

[all whimpering quietly]

-[Grand High Witch growls]

-[gasps]

[grunts]

Look what you made me do.

You think you're so clever,

breaking into my room

with a stolen key?

But everyone knows they keep

a spare key at the front desk.

We'll never let you get away

with your filthy, evil plot.

Oh, no?

Who's gonna stop me?

A feeble, stupid,

-sick woman like you?

-[Grandma coughing]

[chuckling]

Oh, you think that's funny?

Not that.

See, I was just thinking.

Pretty soon, you not gonna

be able to do much of nothing.

And why is that, brave,

little, soon-to-be-dead woman?

The pea soup.

[quietly] The pea soup...

No... No...

No... [whimpering]

d

[croakily] You stupid fool.

I did not drink the pea soup.

If you recall,

I was interrupted.

[whispering] Okay,

here's what we're gonna do.

d

d

Well, well, well.

Let me see.

I think

I will reach into your chest

and rip out your withered,

shriveled heart,

and squeeze it

until it bursts.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

All your butt-ugly witch-talk

don't scare me one bit.

It should,

considering the last thing

you will ever see

is my snickering face.

I believe

with every fiber

of my being...

that in the end,

love will always triumph

over hatred and evil.

Is that so?

[Grandma] You may have turned

Alice and my grandson,

but I will make sure

you never turn another child.

So help me, God.

Now!

[grunts]

[screaming]

d

d

[grunts]

-[shuddering]

-[liquid bubbling]

[gobbling convulsively]

-[fizzing]

-[Grand High Witch yelping]

d f

[smoke hissing]

[gasps]

[Mary whimpers]

-[snarling aggressively]

-[gasps]

[snarling continues]

-[gasps] You stupid rat.

-[all screaming]

Look what you've done.

-[Bruno whimpers]

-Run!

Look what you've done.

[snarling]

You stupid rodents.

Get back here!

You filthy pests.

-Yum.

-Parasites.

Kid, I'm gonna get you,

you putrid varmints.

d

-[Bruno screams]

-[snarling]

Now I've got you!

[cackles]

What?

I'm done listening

to your trash talk.

What is this?

[grunting]

d

You fool.

Let me out.

-[all grunting]

-Let me out!

Let me out! Let me out!

[screaming]

[both in sing-song]

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah.

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah.

I will rip out your tongues.

Stupid mice.

[Mary in sing-song]

The witch in a bottle...

-[Grand High Witch] Let me out.

-Witch in a bottle...

[Grand High Witch] Let me out

of this stupid fish bowl.

Hey, Grandma, this is the key

to that big trunk.

That's my key.

That's my key,

you pea-brain brat.

-You pea-brain parasites.

-Come on, guys.

Nah, nah... [blows raspberry]

Put your tongue

back in your mouth,

you filthy sewer guttersnipes.

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

That is mine.

-[Grandma] Ooh!

-That's mine.

You idiots. You scoundrels.

That is a lot of bacon.

-Lettuce.

-Dough.

Hey, you're making me

terribly hungry.

No, get your hands off

of that, that's mine!

Get your filthy paws

off my filthy lucre.

I'll poke out your beady eyes.

What are you looking at?

What's that, Grandma?

It's a list of names

and addresses

of every witch in the world.

Wow!

With that list and that money

and all this potion,

we could turn every witch

in the world into rats.

Excellent!

d

I'll cut off your tails

with rusty scissors.

I'll clip your ears

with toenail clippers.

I'll poke out your beady eyes.

I'll get you for this!

[Grandma] All right,

kiddies, one hop.

-We got work to do.

-[Hades meows]

[Grandma] I almost forgot.

[gasps]

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No, no, no, don't do that.

[voice shaking]

What are you doing?

Hades.

Good pussy.

-You are a good pussy cat.

-[snarling]

Nice kitty.

-You two have fun now.

-Nice kitty.

Ah, you stupid,

mangy fleabag. Precious.

Put the books back.

Stay back,

you stupid, precious...

No! Hades.

Hades, precious,

remember who feeds you.

No, don't think about food.

-[yelps and screams]

-[Hades hissing and yowling]

-[panicked squeaking]

-[Hades continues yowling]

Grandma, you hear that?

I don't know

what you're talking about.

-I didn't hear a thing.

-[Mary giggles]

Oh! Well, thank you kindly.

And one for you.

[older Hero] The next morning,

we were feeling joyful

and triumphant.

As a matter of fact,

Grandma was so happy,

she was spreading her joy

to the entire hotel staff.

Thank you kindly

for everything.

One for you.

And one for you.

Thank you, ma'am.

d

Bruno tried to explain

the situation to his mom.

Hello, Mother.

I'm now a mouse.

d

-[Mrs. Jenkins] It's a mouse!

-[older Hero] But it turned out

Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins

weren't really mouse people.

So, we decided

it would be best

if Bruno came to stay with me,

Grandma, and Daisy.

d

[Bruno] Faster, faster!

[Mary squealing]

[laughing]

[all screaming happily]

Here we go!

d

Whee!

-Cool!

-Whoo-hoo!

[Mary] How's my hair look?

How's my hair?

[laughs] Whoo-hoo!

Whoo-hoo!

-Let's go again, y'all.

-[Grandma chuckles]

[Bruno] This time

I sit in the front.

Grandma, I love being a mouse.

Oh, I believe you do.

But you wanna know

something weird?

I still feel just like a boy.

[Grandma] But you are, darling.

Life changes all of us.

I mean, look at me.

I'm getting on up

in the years,

but I still feel like a girl.

And I still feel like a boy.

See?

You get it.

Never give up

what you are inside.

When I look at you, I don't

see whiskers and a pink nose.

I just see your eyes.

Bright and beautiful.

Grandma,

how long does a mouse live?

Oh, an ordinary mouse

only lives about three years,

but you're no ordinary mouse.

You're a mouse-person,

and a mouse-person

will almost certainly live

three times longer

than an ordinary mouse.

Maybe even longer.

That's great news.

I couldn't stand being

looked after by anybody else.

I'll be a very old mouse

and you'll be

a very old grandmother,

and we'll both die together.

With a little luck, darling.

But no one knows how long

their time is on this earth.

Only God knows that answer.

And that is

the natural order of things.

d

Daisy, Bruno, and I

loved living with Grandma.

We were one big, happy family.

d

[camera shutter clicks]

[older Hero] Where were we?

Oh, yeah. That's right.

So, here we are,

ready to carry on the fight.

[all] Carry on the fight!

Over the years, we have turned

and mouse-afied

every damnable witch

in these United States.

d

So, we are gathered here

to take our battle

to the entire world.

d

-You have your names, correct?

-[kids] Yes, sir.

[older Hero] Your addresses?

[kids] Yes, sir.

And your Number 86

Mouse Maker potion?

[kids] Yes, sir. Number 86

Mouse Maker potion, sir.

Let's get out there

and give those witches

a taste of their own medicine.

d

d

[sighs]

So, you ready for this

mission, old-timer?

Grandma,

I've never been more ready.