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[laughter]

[laughter stops]

[door closes] - What are you doing here?

- We're gonna watch a movie.

- Not on that couch. Oyster, launch mode!

- What's launch--

[screams]

- Whoa!

- You could've just called dibs.

- Looks like you girls are gonna have to watch TV somewhere else.

- You boys may have the couch, but we have the remote.

- [scoffs] Keep the remote. We're out of here.

My friends do not want to hang out with your friends.

ALL: Shhhh!

MALE ANNOUNCER ON TV: From the makers of Werewolf Hurricane

and Vampire Twister

comes a supernatural storm that no one could forecast--

Zombie Rain 3-D.

ALL: Whoa!

- I so want to see that. - Me too.

Some girl we go to school with saw it,

and she's had nightmares ever since.

- Uh, that was me.

- Hey, we should all go tonight.

- Oh, sweetches! - Not sweetches.

Phoebe, I've seen the movie. I've seen your friends.

I'm not a fan of either. - [scoffs]

Trust me--none of you guys should go.

Some girl got pink eye from the 3-D glasses.

Yes, that was also me.

- Hey, there's a 7:00 showing. - That's perfect.

I have an early cricket match tomorrow.

You heard me.

- Did you see that?

W-we can't have our friends

hanging out together.

We already share everything else--

a couch, a house, a family, a birthday.

You're everywhere.

- It's just a movie.

- No, today it's movie, but then we become a group.

Next thing you know, we're finding out

who has the longest arm, so we can take a group selfie.

- It's always me.

- Is that what you want, Phoebe--

for you and I to be part of the same group forever?

[mysterious music]

♪ ♪

- B-12. - Bingo!

[laughs] Sweetches.

- Hey, Long Arms, get over here and take a group selfie.

♪ ♪

- This has to stop!

Now we're even sharing nightmares.

[upbeat music]

WOMAN: ♪ What you see ♪

♪ Is not what you get ♪

MAN: ♪ Livin' our lives with a secret ♪

WOMAN: ♪ We fit right in, bet you never guessed ♪

MAN: ♪ 'Cause we're livin' our lives ♪

♪ Just like all the rest ♪

BOTH: ♪ A picture-perfect family ♪

♪ Is what we try to be ♪

♪ Look closer, you might see ♪

♪ The crazy things we do ♪

♪ This isn't make-believe ♪

♪ It's our reality ♪

♪ Just your average family ♪

♪ Trying to be normal and stay out of trouble ♪

♪ Livin' a double life ♪

♪ ♪

- And now, riding a bike with no brakes

and loose handlebars,

Billy Thunderman!

Whoo! Yeah!

- Thank you.

Watch, as I attempt to--

BARB: Not go to the emergency room.

- Step away from the bike, Billy.

- That would have been so much cooler

if you were on it.

- I know!

We never get to do anything.

- And you're alive.

You're welcome.

- Come on, maybe there's a can we can kick outside.

- Be careful.

- [sighs] Ready to go the movies

and make sure our friends don't become friends?

- Hey, don't call them "our friends."

I have my friends, and you have your giggle buddies.

- Bye, Mom. Bye, Dad.

- Hey, haven't you forgotten something?

- Uh, wallet, keys, phone, my boyish charm.

Nope, let's go. - [snaps fingers]

- Guys, you're not going anywhere.

- It's our date night, remember?

You two are babysitting Billy and Nora.

- What? Why?

Well, I know why. But why?

- See ya later.

- Wait, do you realize

that if we babysit tonight,

our social lives could be over?

- Better yours than ours.

Run, Barb!

- Be careful!

- Hey, Max, can we go play tag with your rocket

on the old wooden bridge?

- Sure, why don't you hitchhike there

and get a tattoo on the way back?

- Yes! - Yes!

- No!

Stop fooling around.

- Someone's starting to sound a lot like Mom.

- Am I, Nora?

Am I?

- Max, how can we stop our friends

from becoming a group if we're stuck here?

- Look, I texted Cherry, "Ditch the boys,"

but it got auto-corrected.

- "Stitch the bosses."

That makes no sense.

- You know what makes even less sense?

Cherry texted back "Done-zo."

- Well, while you've been texting gibberish,

I've been working on...

this.

First, I'll take over two satellites,

then disrupt their communication

so they'll lose each other's phone numbers.

Ah?

- But can't they just ask

for each other's phone numbers again?

- She's right, dummy.

- One more word, Colosso, I'll freeze you.

- Shutting up, sir.

- Wait.

Max, that's it.

If we freeze the kids,

we can leave them here

while we go separate our friends.

- Oh...

that's what a not-stupid idea

sounds like.

- Ah.

- Shutting up again.

- Hey, Billy, Nora.

Frozen kids say what?

- What? - What?

- Aw.

I know it was my idea,

but I feel kind of bad leaving them on ice.

- Now you're starting to sound like Mom.

- Am I, Max?

Am I?

Hey, everyone.

- [gasps] Yay, you changed your minds.

- Actually, girls, I was thinking

it would be so much more fun

if we went to Wong's to get a pizza.

- That sounds awesome. - Great.

- With the boys, after the movie.

- What?

- Wouldn't you guys rather go check out

that new go-cart park?

- Yeah, let's do that. - Cool.

- With the girls, tomorrow night.

- What?

- I'm free. Let's all go.

- A full weekend?

We're turning into a fun group.

Hands in.

- I'm not doing that.

- Go, group!

- Okay, that looked fun.

Put me down for the next one.

- Hey, our movie's gonna start.

See you at Wong's.

- Stitch it up, bosses!

- What have I done? - You've given the group

we're trying to break up a catchphrase.

- We got to go unstitch those bosses.

- Let's get in that movie,

and make them never want to hang out again.

Hands in.

Go buy some tickets!

[zapping, ice cracking]

- Nobody puts Nora in the freezer.

[ice cracking]

- Whoa. What happened?

Why is my butt so cold?

Ow! Why is my butt so hot?

- I wonder how long we were frozen?

- For 50 years!

While rabbits were once your mere pets,

here in the future, we rule the planet!

- Come on, Colosso, we know that's one

of your silly costumes.

Right, Billy?

- I am your humble servant.

- Yes.

- Tell me where Phoebe and Max went...

Or your costumes get it!

- Ah, well played, girl Billy.

- It's Nora. - Don't care.

Phoebe and Max froze you so they could go to the movies.

- You realize what this means, Billy?

- You know I don't, Nora.

- We're home alone for the first time!

We can do whatever we want.

- Light her up!

- Whoo-hoo!

- Take that, old wooden bridge!

- What's that, Mom and Dad?

Oh, that's right. You're not here.

Couch party!

[dance music playing]

♪ ♪

[audience gasping]

- Oh, there they are, in the middle.

- Look at them all-- being friends.

It makes me sick to my stomach.

[dramatic movie music playing]

♪ ♪

Okay, let the ruining of the night begin.

- Oyster.

- Sorry, guys.

My fingers are just so ripped

from wailing on my guitar.

- Look at us--

it's like we're covered in zombie guts.

[all imitating zombies groaning]

- Uh-oh, they're bonding.

And now they're taking a zombie selfie.

[camera shutter clicks]

- Aw, I couldn't get us all.

My arms are too short.

I wish Phoebe was here.

- [sighs] All right, Max, we need a new plan.

If we don't get home soon, Mom and Dad are gonna find out

what we did to Billy and Nora.

- Relax, Phoebe.

Mom and Dad are the least

of our problems right now.

- See, Hank, we missed the beginning.

- You know how I feel about paying for parking, Barb.

- Any chance there's another cheap Hank

and complaining Barb in Hiddenville?

- Oh!

This movie just got way scarier.

- Max, what are we gonna do?

How can we ruin our friends' night

if our parents are sitting right behind us?

- If they see us, we won't need friends

'cause we'll be grounded for life for leaving Billy and Nora.

- How can this night get any worse?

- Ah...

Date night.

- That's it. I'm out.

MAX: Sorry, excuse us.

Pardon me. Sorry about that.

Oh.

- [grunts] Sorry.

Ugh, people are so gross-- throwing their trash everywhere.

- Tell me about it.

- [sighs]

Well, we tried.

- Maybe we're overreacting.

I mean, how close can our friends really get

during one movie?

[cell phone chimes]

- Uh-oh, Gideon just asked the girls to join your band.

- What? Please. Oyster would never let that happen.

[cell phone rings]

- "Dude, the girls are in the band"?

This is horrible.

- [sighs] I know.

They didn't ask me.

[cell phone chimes]

Oh, yay, I'm in, too.

[giggles]

- Phoebe, nobody's in.

Don't you realize what that would mean?

Our group would be in a band...

together...

forever.

[mysterious music]

[rock song ends]

- Oh, sweetches band practice, dudes.

- Now it's time to stitch it up, bosses.

[mysterious music]

- So we're staying and breaking up that group, right?

- Oh, yeah.

I'd rather get grounded by Mom and Dad

than spend the rest of my life

rocking to the oldies with you.

- But we won't get grounded

if we don't go back into the theater, huh?

- This would go a lost faster if you just told me your plan.

- Just follow me.

- Dad's gonna love this new layout.

It just makes sense.

[bowl shatters]

- Billy!

- Sorry. I can't score against this guy!

- I was gonna say, "Nice shot."

You broke some stuff and found Mom's magic money card.

- We can buy anything we want.

- Let's turn Max's lair into a ball pit.

- But how do we trick some adult

into letting us use Mom's credit card?

- Sign here, Mrs. Thunderman.

- Please, call me Barb...

because that's my name.

Oh.

You're probably wondering about my third arm.

- Not if you tip me.

- Oh.

- He doesn't suspect a thing.

- Stand back, Phoebe.

I'm gonna break down this projection room door.

Whoa!

- Oh, look, the door was unlocked.

[lock clicks] - Okay.

We're gonna switch out Zombie Rain 3-D

for a movie that's even lamer--

so lame, they'll want to leave.

- Got it.

Um...

Oh, here, how about this?

Train Plane.

- Oyster would love it.

His dad's a conductor, and his mom's a pilot.

I'm talking about...

this movie.

- "Yawnimals-- a delightful documentary

about the yawning habits of the animal kingdom."

[yawning] Yeah.

This'll work.

[dramatic music playing on-screen]

[light music playing on-screen]

♪ ♪

- Wait, why did they switch the movie?

- I did not buy a ticket to see yawning animals.

- Oh, Yawnimals.

Now I get it.

- This movie is making me sleepy.

♪ ♪

- Oh, this is ridiculous.

You need to do something, Hank.

Hank? - [snores loudly]

- Great, I married a yawnimal.

[cell phone chimes]

- [sighs]

[gasps] It's working.

Cherry just texted a yawny face.

- Mission accomplished.

Let's go home, unfreeze the kids,

never talk to each other again.

- Done-zo.

[pounding on door] BARB: Hello?

I-is there a manager in there?

- Oh, it's Mom.

Now we're really done-zo.

[zapping] BARB: Hey!

I know someone's in there.

I want to see the rest of Zombie Rain.

- Uh, the scientists create a drought,

and the zombies dry up.

The end.

BARB: Great. You ruined the ending.

I may as well go home.

- No, you can't go home!

I mean...

give Yawnimals a chance.

It's from the makers of Catnaps.

[sighs]

We've got to get out of here.

- That window's the only way out.

You jump first so I have someone to break my fall.

[pounding on door]

BARB: You spoiled the movie for me.

Open this door, or I'll open it myself.

- All right...

here goes nothing.

It's working. It's working.

Oh, I'm stuck. I'm stuck.

BILLY: Billy in the pit!

Whoo-hoo!

- Best night ever!

- How great would it be

if the whole house was filled with balls?

- Why ask when we can just do it?

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- What was that?

Aah!

- Ball shark!

- [laughing wickedly]

I got ya good, boy Nora.

- That was great.

You even pretended to bite my ankles.

- [laughing] Yeah, pretended.

You might want to pretend to go get a rabies shot.

- Waah!

[pounding on door]

BARB: I will blast this door open

with the power of a thousand lightning storms...

using my portable electric shocker

that I keep in my purse.

Z-i-ip.

Oh, here it is.

- Mom's gonna use her powers.

She'll do anything to not go home.

- Here's an idea. Do something!

- I found some butter.

- Do something else!

- Don't worry. It'll work...

maybe.

I've just got to make you slippery.

Okay, try now.

- Here I go.

Whoa! [loud thud]

- Huh, Dad was right.

Butter fixes everything.

[mellow music playing on-screen]

[loud thud]

♪ ♪

- The theater is not a trash can, people.

- Shhhh!

- Hey, check it out.

Our friends left.

Dad's asleep.

Let's quietly sneak past him.

- Aw, baby llama sleepy.

- [gasps] I'm up.

I love date night.

Where's my shoe?

Where's my wife?

[laughing]

- They're still here? [camera shutter clicks]

[whining] Why are they still here?

- We gave them the worst night ever,

and they still won't stop hanging out together.

- Maybe it's time we do the right thing.

Ditch these losers and get new friends.

- That girl with the accordion

looks like she could use some friends.

I'll go talk to her.

BARB: You're not listening.

I was just changing the movie back,

and the doorknob was already melted

when I got there.

- You're going to have to leave the theater.

Wait here until I get your husband, ma'am.

- Oh, no, you did not just call me "ma'am."

I am a young lady.

[mouths word]

- Guys, this is the weirdest night ever,

but it was great fun.

- You know what would have made this night even better?

- If you would have let me hold your hand?

- Are you talking to me or Cherry?

- I've got two hands.

- No, I'm talking about Phoebe and Max.

I wish they were here with us.

- That would be fun. - Yeah, me too.

- Yeah, it's funny when they fight.

- Aw, they miss us.

Maybe it wouldn't be the end of the world

to be in the same group of friends.

- Well, if you join the group,

then I've got to join the group.

Someone's got to keep you out of my band.

- Weren't we gonna meet Max and Phoebe at Wong's?

- I'm texting Phoebe right now.

[cell phone chimes]

- Hey, guys.

- What are you two doing back there?

- Um, Cherry just sent me a text about going to Wong's,

so we came right over.

- We were really close by.

- This is so much fun.

Hands in, everybody.

- Yeah, I'm not doing that again.

- Don't fight it, bro.

Come get some of this.

ALL: Go, group!

I'm telling you--there is no way that was my wife.

You got the-- Yeah, that's her.

- Actually, uh,

we're gonna have to meet you guys at Wong's.

There's a couple of things at home we got to defrost first.

- Well, not the best date night ever.

- Oh, still, it's nice to get out on our own

and away from the kids for a while...

especially Max.

- Yeah.

But it's funny when they fight.

- [sighs] Come on, Max.

Mom and Dad are gonna be here any second.

- I'm trying. It's stuck for some reason.

HANK: Hey, hey, hey.

What are you kids up to?

- Uh, hi, Mom, Dad.

We were just playing hide-and-seek

with Billy and Nora.

- Come on out, you little rascals.

- Well, your mother and I had yet another flawless date night.

I even sprung for a double feature.

Nothing's too good for my little lady.

- Just open the door, Hank.

- What the heck?

- Hello. - Hello.

- Run! - Run!

- ♪