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(DOG BARKING)

(WHOOSH)

(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)

(BEEPING CONTINUES)

I'm so excited, Patty.

I've been looking at the La Costa brochure every day for two months.

I can't believe we're finally leaving tomorrow.

Yeah. Look, I know you want to take your car, but can I drive?

Yeah. Okay.

(SPLAT)

Oh, no!

The mail went into my cereal.

Yeah. This house is driving me crazy.

I really need this vacation.

Ma, we're out of peanut butter.

Looks so peaceful.

I said, we're out of peanut butter!

Well, don't complain to me, talk to your father.

You know, he's in charge of household legumes.

Think you can get me at 7:00 tomorrow morning?

Okay, 8:00?

WAYNE: No, the equipment has been completely overhauled,

I assure you.

I did it myself.

It's packing it up that's really important.

You see, if it isn't done right,

I really can't guarantee that it'll get there undamaged.

(HEADGEAR BEEPS) Hold on, I lost the sun.

(HEADGEAR BEEPING)

No, no! I'm thrilled that the Smithsonian wants to display my shrinking machine!

It's just that I'd prefer to dismantle it and reassemble it myself.

I just think I'm more responsible than most people.

Dad, we're out of peanut butter.

Mom says you're responsible. (HEADGEAR BEEPS)

Hello? Hello?

Okay, then. It's settled.

I'll pack it up this weekend,

and your movers will come on Monday and take it to Washington.

Oh, by the way, feel free to use it to shrink the national debt!

(HEADGEAR BOINGS) Hello?

Hello?

How do you like that?

Your Dad's invention is gonna be in the Smithsonian,

alongside the gramophone!

What's a gramophone?

An early record player.

What's a record player?

An early CD player.

What was it you wanted?

Well, I was makin' a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for lunch,

and I can't find the peanut butter.

Peanut butter.

Peanut butter.

Where are you?

You know, Dad, I was kinda thinkin' that,

you know, summer's not that far away.

It might be good for me to go to baseball camp.

Don't you want to go back to that neat science camp we sent you to?

Camp Isosceles was fun, Dad, but...

I've been there now three years in a row.

Yeah, but the fourth year is the best. Trigonometry?

Ah! Peanuts.

The coffee grinder will solve our problem.

(GRINDER WHIRRING) But all my friends are goin' to baseball camp.

Baseball's just a trend. It'll pass.

But science is always cool.

(GRINDER GURGLES)

There you go.

It's got grounds in it.

It's decaf.

DIANE: Wayne, don't you have to get to work?

I thought you had a big presentation.

Oh, my gosh. I gotta go.

So what? I thought you were the president.

I am the president. But presidents have less freedom than anybody.

And they don't have any fun.

Tiki Man, you've served me well.

Oh, and I like the way you made it rain yesterday, too.

Wayne, I wish you'd get rid of that piece of junk, Tiki Man.

Shh. You'll anger him.

He takes up so much room,

and you won't even let us hang our coats on him.

He's a Polynesian god, not a coat rack, Diane.

He belongs in a miniature golf course.

I don't even know why you bought him in the first place.

To have fun?

Wayne, you are saying goodbye to Mr. Tiki Man this weekend.

I'm sorry. But that's that.

(SIGHS)

Be cool. I'll think of something.

ADAM: Yuck.

Cold chow mein for lunch?

Uh, yeah. All the kids are eatin' it.

Hey, Mom. Did Nick ever complain about going to Camp Isosceles?

He sure did.

He hated that it lasted only six weeks instead of eight.

What a brain box.

Mom, what if I didn't want to go

to a camp named after a triangle?

Amy didn't go to science camp.

She went to Shakespeare camp. Would you rather do that?

No. Where did all these bugs come from?

(CHUCKLES) Oh! A daddy longlegs.

No, Mom, don't kill it!

Daddy longlegs are good. They eat other bugs.

(CAR HORN HONKS) (METAL CRASHES)

And that would be your Aunt Patty.

(METAL RATTLING)

Hey, he's gone.

You live, for now. Tell your friends.

Oh, gosh.

I'm sorry. Hi, Adam.

(CLEARS THROAT) Diane, we have to talk.

I'm still worried about the kids if we go away.

No. They are not old enough to stay by themselves.

And what if Mitch gets sick?

We've been over this.

If anything goes wrong, our husbands will be there.

My point exactly.

Patty, don't start with me. We both need this vacation.

You are more neurotic than ever.

And I've lost my perspective on my marriage.

Besides, the kids are old enough.

Look at them. They're like well-behaved little adults.

You're right. You're right.

Oh, man, I got this great story, okay?

One time, we were at this Chinese restaurant, and I sneezed,

and six grains of rice came out my nose!

MITCH: Ooh, I've only done liquids.

But once Jenny did a piece of spaghetti.

Oh, man, it was, like, hangin' out to there.

Shut up! At least I'm not sick 24 hours a day.

I can't help it if I have a potassium deficiency.

Yeah, but how do you explain your IQ deficiency?

Ooh! Shut up!

Hey, stop it!

ADAM: Come on. Get her! JENNY: Mom!

Mmm, hmm. Hi.

I better get them to school.

Uh, Patty. What's with the blocks?

Oh, the car was making funny noises this morning,

and you can never be too careful.

I mean, what if the parking brake went?

I worry about these things.

That's why you need a vacation.

Because at Szalinski...

(REMOTE SLIDE CHANGER CLICKING) At Szalinski Labs,

(STUTTERS) the future...

(CLICKING CONTINUES) At Szalinski Labs, the future is...

The future is...

Crap.

No! The future isn't crap.

The future is now!

Yes! That was the president,

and my brother, Wayne Szalinski.

And what a speech! Mmm?

Wow.

Anyway, I'll bet you're all hungry.

So, we have a full buffet brunch

waiting for you right downstairs.

Eat all you want! And thanks for coming. (CHUCKLES)

And don't forget, at Szalinski Labs, the future is...

Now.

(WHIRRING AND CLICKING)

Ah. Glad I can breathe again.

Nothing like the smell of two-part epoxy resin.

Whoo.

Must be an acquired taste.

Hi, Marcia.

Hi, Trouser. Say hi, Trouser.

(BARKS) MECHANICAL VOICE: Hello. Hello.

"Hello"?

Turns out that's what "woof" means.

(BARKS) MECHANICAL VOICE: Feed me.

Feed me.

That looks promising.

How's Project Green Lantern coming?

(CLEARS THROAT) Just okay.

I've run into some problems.

But if you give me just a little more time,

I think I can solve them...

Maybe.

All right. Well, let's see what you've got.

(STAMMERS)

GORDON: Of course, the goal of Project Green Lantern

was to decrease accidents to highway workers at night

by increasing their visibility

through the use of internal fluorescence.

Now already we've made tremendous strides

in the areas of luminescence.

Put away the snowblower, Gordon. What's the problem?

See for yourself.

Cheers.

(GAGGING)

It's not workin'. It's supposed to make my body glow.

Mmm-hmm. Open your shirt.

(STOMACH GURGLING)

Oh, Jimmy! Is that my stomach?

Uh-huh. And here's mine.

(GURGLES)

The problem is, the liquid just stays in your gut.

I don't know what to do.

Well, obviously it's not getting absorbed into the bloodstream.

Have you tried going through the calcium channel?

The calcium channel?

Yeah, mix it with milk. That'll make it work. It's obvious.

Hey, I'm not without ideas.

I was gonna suggest making the highway workers wear tube tops.

(CHUCKLING)

I'm sorry. I didn't know that you were, uh, working.

What is it, Trina?

Oh. Uh, Earl Parmen called

to say that he has two VIP passes

for the shuttle touchdown late tonight

at Edwards Air Force Base.

(GASPS) Do you want them?

Do we want them!

(IMITATES PLANE WHIRRING)

Oh, wait, wait.

Isn't there something we're supposed to be doing this weekend?

Not that I can remember. I just gotta call Diane.

DIANE: Forty dollars should be enough for pizza.

Now, what else?

(SIGHS)

(PHONE RINGING)

Who took the handset? Who took the handset? (RINGING CONTINUES)

The handset?

WAYNE: Hi, you have reached the Szalinski's.

Machine.

Please leave a message or fax or a binary file after the beep.

(BEEP)

Guess what! Change of plans.

Gordon and I just got invited to see the space shuttle land tonight.

So if it's okay, we're gonna take off.

No, Wayne. It is not okay.

Patty and I are going on vacation.

I must've told you this 15 times. Don't you remember?

Sure, I remembered. Then I forgot.

Well, listen to me now, Wayne, and listen good.

I am going on this vacation, and nothing

and no one can stop me! (DIAL TONE)

You do need a vacation.

(SIGHS)

I'm sorry we're late. I had to find Mitch's medicine.

Is that everything, then? All set? PATTY: I hope so.

Okay.

(BOYS WHISPERING)

This is it.

Two days without mommies.

It will be hard. It will be tough.

But I have every confidence you'll make it,

if you follow these rules.

One, don't raid the refrigerator between meals.

Two, take your vitamins after dinner.

Three, no rollerblading in the house.

Four, get rid of the Tiki Man. Got it?

Any other questions?

Uh, yeah. Can I have some friends over?

No.

Come on, Mom. Don't you trust me?

Save it for the debating team, Jenny. The answer is still no.

But, Mom, I...

Any other questions? Good. Bye, kids. I love you.

Have fun. And try to relax, Diane.

You too. Have fun, and try to relax.

You sure you're gonna be okay? We'll be fine.

Bye, Mom. Bye, sweetie. Be careful, Mitchell.

Oh, wear pads when you rollerblade.

And don't eat too much sugar. It speeds up your metabolism.

And, please, put on a T-shirt under your pajamas tonight, okay?

Why don't you just put me in a plastic bubble, why don't you?

I feel like I'm forgetting something. (LEAF BLOWER WHIRRING)

Which reminds me...

Adam. Adam!

(WHIRRING INCREASES) (SHOUTING) I just did laundry

(WHIRRING STOPS) so you'll have plenty of clean underpants!

(ALL LAUGH)

BOY: I bet you they have lace on 'em!

Oh, no! Tighty-whiteys!

(BOYS LAUGHING)

(SIGHS)

Now what?

You guys are all guests in my house this weekend,

and I want us to have a good time.

So I planned a little kick-off surprise.

We are gonna use marshmallows and gumdrops

to make models of water molecules!

What do you think?

You're a maniac, Uncle Wayne.

(CHUCKLES)

I know.

Anyway, we're gonna put 'em together. Oh, darn.

I forgot to get toothpicks.

I'm gonna need you guys to run down to the minimart for me.

How much do you think toothpicks cost?

Oh, about six or seven dollars a box.

Well, here's a 10.

If there's any change, get yourselves some snacks.

But see if you can get back within an hour or so, okay?

For molecule action.

JENNY: Come on, Mitch. Gee, Wayne.

It's not like you to forget the toothpicks.

What? What's so funny?

It was just a ruse to get them out of the house.

A ruse? Why?

To save Tiki Man.

I can't believe Diane's making you throw this out.

It's mint! Tell me about it.

I finally find something I want to do

with my MacArthur Genius Grant money, and my wife vetoes it.

You've gotta learn how to negotiate, Wayne.

I bet I could talk Diane into letting you keep it.

I got a plan.

(GRUNTING) (SCRAPING)

A little further. Little further.

Oh! Whoa. Tilt it up.

Tilting up. (BOTH GRUNTING)

Tip it. Tip it.

(GRUNTING)

Great. Great.

(PANTING) That's great. Just perfect.

The thing's only seven feet tall.

Call me crazy,

I think Diane might notice this.

Not if I shrink it.

Wow.

The machine looks beautiful!

Yeah. I got it out of mothballs

and polished it up for the Smithsonian.

I'm gonna fire it up.

Right. What?

Oh, no. No, no! You're not gonna start it up again?

(SWITCHES CLICKING) (CONTROLS BEEPING)

You can't start it up again!

You were banned from using this

by a joint committee of the FDA and your wife.

Is the FDA here? Is my wife here? I've made up my mind.

I'm gonna shrink that Tiki Man

so I can carry it with me always.

Besides, it's a point of honor!

Do you think a weekend can take care of seven years of waxy emotional buildup?

You poor thing. Well, you're on the road to recovery now.

(CHUCKLES)

Oh! And for the trip,

I brought along a special friend to aid in the healing process.

Dr. Brother Love himself. Mr. Neil Diamond!

Get out of here!

You brought the Hot August Nights cassette?

I did! (LAUGHS) God!

(LAUGHS)

Oh, no! I forgot to leave Mitch's medicine.

We've gotta go back.

(SIGHS)

(HISSING)

(BEEPING)

Gordon! I can see your left leg. GORDON: Huh?

Come on over here and help me.

Let me know when we hit critical mass.

GORDON: Okay, bro.

(HISSING)

Here it comes. You're setting up?

This is why I wanted the kids out of the house.

I don't want to take any chances.

(POWERING UP)

60%.

(HISSING CONTINUES)

80%.

90%.

Come on, shrink machine. One more time.

We have critical mass.

(BEEPING)

(ZAPPING)

It worked! It must have.

Come on. Let's go find it.

BOTH: Magnifying glass.

(HISSING CONTINUES)

Do you see it? No.

Start at the sides and I'll meet you in the middle.

(MACHINE POWERING UP)

Sounds like the machine is revving up again.

Ah, don't worry. There's nobody in the house to hit the button.

Can you see it? Huh?

What's that? (BEEPING)

GORDON: Look, look! Here it is. WAYNE: That's just a speck.

GORDON: Wayne, is that it? WAYNE: No.

GORDON: What's that?

That's it! There it is! Huh?

Wow. A tiny Tiki!

Wayne, you're a genius.

You know, I always appreciated

the scientific use of that machine,

but never its marital implications. (CHUCKLES)

(BEEPING RAPIDLY)

(MACHINE ZAPPING)

Huh? Aw. It didn't work.

It grew back.

What do you think went wrong? I don't know.

Sometimes the induction sequence...

(SCREAMS)

Hello?

Hello?

Anybody here?

Hey. Doesn't look like it.

Wayne got rid of the Tiki Man. I don't believe it!

See? You say he doesn't listen to you.

Things are getting better already.

Okay. I'll leave it... I'll just put it right here.

And then they'll be sure to see them. Good.

Okay.

Oh, listen. (MACHINE WHIRRING)

The boys must be working upstairs.

Let's go see what they do as soon as we leave! (GIGGLES)

You shrunk us?

You idiot! I'm sorry.

I'll kill you. (GRUNTS)

That hurts, Gordon!

Oh, does it hurt? Does that hurt? Yeah! That hurts!

Not as much as this!

(GRUNTS)

I can explain! You can't explain nothing!

Shh. (DOOR CREAKS)

DIANE: Guys?

WAYNE: (WHISPERS) The wives.

Hey, where are they? Guys?

We're in big trouble! Why?

They can't find us to yell at us.

But they could step on us!

Boys? (BOTH GASP)

(GASPING)

Well, they gotta be here somewhere. No place to hide.

(SHUDDERS)

This thing is on.

Don't be silly.

A joint committee of the FDA and myself have told Wayne (BEEPS)

that he is never to use the shrinking machine for the rest of his natural...

PATTY: Yeah. Oh, yeah. I'm sure.

DIANE: Besides, he told me it doesn't even work anymore.

Wayne knows he's forbidden to ever touch that thing again.

(MACHINE BEEPING)

Diane,

what's going on here?

(EXHALES)

(BOTH GASPING)

Diane! Hi!

Diane, something happened...

Wayne?

Yes. Are we shrunk?

(SIGHS) I'm not gonna lie to you. Yes, we are.

(GASPS) I was at the machine, and I was just...

(THUD) Oh!

How did this happen?

Well... (CHUCKLES) It's sort of a funny story. We...

And what is that Tiki thing doing here?

"Tiki thing"?

(LAUGHS)

Oh, I get it.

You thought you could outsmart me, Wayne.

You thought you could just shrink the Tiki Man down, and I wouldn't notice.

Well, guess what, Wayne?

I noticed!

Now, Diane. Calm down.

How can I calm down? I am smaller than a raisin! Diane...

If you think about this with a modicum of hindsight, you...

Oh, stop trying to use your interpersonal skills

to smooth things over! He's dragged us into it, too.

Can I just say something? No! You cannot.

(ALL ARGUING)

(WHISTLES) People! Please, could we argue somewhere else?

I don't think it's real safe here on the floor. That's true.

We gotta get away from the shoes and the cockroaches.

The shoes? Cockroaches?

There are cockroaches here? Well, it's an attic!

I hate cockroaches!

That's just regular-sized cockroaches,

not cockroaches the size of sofas! Sofas?

You know, Wayne... I bet if we climb up that wicker chair,

we can get to the windowsill. Okay, that's great!

Let's get going, 'cause this is gonna take a long time.

Diane.

Are you gonna stay mad at me the whole time we're tiny,

or are you gonna try and make the best out of a bad situation?

(SIGHS) I'm gonna stay mad at you the whole time.

Okay.

(ALL GRUNTING) WAYNE: Come on.

(PANTING) Yes. Yes!

I made it.

Oh, Gordon, you are so buff. (CHUCKLES)

Hey, Patty! Hang in there! You're doin' great.

(WHIMPERING)

No. No, Gordon.

"Great" would be if I were in La Costa.

I'm doing the opposite of great.

I'm doing sucky.

Honey, at least you're getting some exercise. (GRUNTS)

Yeah. Now that I have a wicker chair,

I don't have to go to the gym anymore.

(LAUGHS)

Come on, good. You got it.

You got it.

(SIGHS) Okay!

Hard part's over. Uh-huh.

Now. All we have to do is walk across this...

Footbridge.

Gordon, that is not a footbridge. It's a stick.

To you, maybe.

To Gordon Szalinski, it's a highway to bigness.

See?

(ECHOING) I'm walking across the footbridge.

I'm not looking down.

I am a cat.

I am a panther.

I am scared stiff.

(GRUNTS) Oh!

Huh? Ta-da! Okay.

Okay, follow me.

And I just picked it up in a hardware store. But it has performed better

in my wind tunnel tests than anything else.

Look, you can see the driveway from here.

PATTY: There's my car.

Hey. Hey, the kids will see it and know we're here.

That's right. They're smart. They'll figure it out. So we're saved.

Yes! I told you we... Thanks! (SQUEALS)

(THUD)

We forgot to put the blocks in.

I knew I heard a noise. (GROANS)

You should have those brakes looked at.

Hey, Adam. Do you think your dad'll let us roast those molecules

when we're done with them?

That is so lame.

I'm trying to work with what we've got.

What we've got is a weekend in Dullsville.

Dad? Uncle Wayne?

Uh, uh, uh! No rollerblading in the house.

You're not my mom.

That's right. 'Cause if I were, you would be up for adoption.

Take off your rollerblades. (LAUGHS)

Dad! Uncle Gordon!

They don't seem to be here.

That's weird.

I gotta make a phone call.

Oh, hey, look. Must've left a message. (TAPE REWINDING)

WAYNE ON TAPE: Guess what! Change of plans.

Gordon and I just got invited to see the space shuttle land tonight.

So if it's okay, we're gonna take off. "If that's okay"?

They wouldn't just take off.

(PHONE BEEPS) Oh, hey, look!

Forty dollars for pizza!

They must really be gone, then. Yeah. So what now?

Of course, as soon as the kids realize we're gone, they'll be very upset.

(ALL CHEERING)

Yeah. And I'm sure their first thought will be,

"Gee, I bet our parents are shrunk."

Yeah, that's true. And there's no reason for them to come up here,

so we gotta get to them.

Well, how? We'll never get down the stairs alive.

Well, the fastest way is to go straight out the window and into Adam's room.

You know what we could do? Gordon, I'm the inventor here. Can I figure this out?

The shortest distance between two points is a straight line.

If I had some sort of cable,

a pulley system that I could use to transport us down.

But what could it be?

If I had some sort of mini Zeppelin. Wayne.

Or a pneumatic device.

Or jet packs powered by an isotope-based thruster system! Wayne.

Wayne! What?

How about something like a fishing reel?

That would work.

I'm gonna invite all my friends over.

I'm gonna eat anything I want.

I'm not gonna take my vitamins.

I am gonna play my music really loud.

I'm not gonna wear any socks.

And I'm gonna bleach my hair.

Okay. Look. We can all do whatever we want.

But we have to make a pact this weekend.

No matter what, our parents can never find out.

Promise? BOTH: Promise.

(CLICKING)

(PANTING) Gordon, I'm freaking.

Shh. It's okay, sweetheart. It's almost over. (WHIMPERS)

(CLICKING CONTINUES)

(WHIPPING SOUND)

(ALL GASP)

GORDON: Hang on!

(SCREAMING)

(GROANING)

So far, so good.

So I'm at my uncle's house on Echo Lane.

Yes, the one with the weirdo mailbox.

So, guess what?

My parents are out of town for a whole weekend

and we have the house all to ourselves.

So I think I'm gonna throw a party. (GIRL SCREAMS ON PHONE)

GIRL: Oh, my gosh! A party? Wait till you see what I'm gonna wear!

(SIGHS)

PATTY: (LAUGHS) There we go.

Where are we? This is Adam's room.

This is the top of his chest of drawers.

We are in serious trouble.

Oh, come on, Patty. It won't be that bad.

I mean, we'll have to find a shoe to live in.

But the kids are messy eaters.

There'll be plenty of crumbs for us to eat.

Wayne, we're not gonna spend the rest of our lives tiny.

We're going to get big again.

Somehow. Some way. We'll get our kids' attention.

How? They hardly listen to us when we're full-sized. Now it'll be impossible.

Unless... We can make our voices full-sized!

Well, there's gotta be a way!

Like, does Adam have a bullhorn?

Or a karaoke machine? No.

Hey, I got it! I can rewire the stereo so we can talk through the speakers.

That would amplify our voices 100 times! And that'll work?

Sure. Just slip in through the vent of the receiver and hot-wire the circuits.

Yee-haw! We have a plan. What do you think, Diane?

It's a plan.

(WHIRRING) Yeah. Hey. Hey, this one's done.

This one's done. Right. (MACHINE TURNS OFF)

Hey, how come there's no instructions for a balloon full of chili?

(LAUGHS)

Okay, be here at 6:00, ready to dance. Okay? Bye.

All set. Jody, Holly, and Corky are coming for dinner tonight.

And they're not leaving until tomorrow morning.

Wait a second. You're having a sleepover?

After what Mom said? She'll kill you.

Mom's not gonna find out. Remember our little promise?

If you'll excuse me for a second, I have some shopping to do.

(MICROWAVE BEEPING)

(BUBBLING) Gee! Oh, man!

(GASPS)

Wow! Adam's Sharkruiser.

It's perfect. GORDON: Wow. That's beautiful.

Wait till you see this. I gave it to him for Christmas.

(WAYNE CHUCKLING) GORDON: This is incredible!

Look at this detail!

ADAM: ♪ Great green gobs of greasy Hey, Adam!

♪ Grimy gopher guts

♪ Mutilated monkey meat Dirty little birdie feet

♪ French fried eyeballs Swimming in a pool of blood

ALL: Adam! ♪ Me without my spoon

♪ But I've got a straw ♪ ALL: Adam!

Adam!

(SIGHS) Well.

I think we just witnessed the private world of a child.

Where did he learn that disgusting song?

Oh, who knows where kids pick these things up?

Oh, sure. Just last week Mitch sang the exact...

Okay, guys. Hop in.

PATTY: What are you doing? Going down the hall the quickest way possible.

I think we can wiggle our way off the edge.

Are you insane? We don't even know where this track leads.

Adam's always sending his Hot Wheels out into the hall.

Yeah. Still. But that loop-the-loop doesn't look safe to me.

With our weight and velocity, I don't think it would be a problem.

So... Are we willing to give it a shot?

Hold on a minute. Gonna be safe about this.

This should work.

PATTY: All right. Just to be safe,

I want us to strap ourselves in with these orthodonture bands.

We're all here. Here.

Wayne, Diane? Would you hold this for me, please?

Too bad Adam wasn't playin' with the Splittin' Image, huh?

That was cherry. Yeah. But the Twin Mill was fastest. Remember?

You bet. Everybody strapped in? Vroom. Vroom.

Yeah.

All right. Let's start rockin'.

And go! (ALL GRUNTING)

WAYNE: Come on!

Come on.

(ALL YELLING)

I just remembered something.

The Sharkruiser is terrible in the loop!

(ALL SCREAMING)

(ALL LAUGHING)

Whoa!

(SCREAMING)

Look out ahead!

(ALL SCREAMING)

Hold on! It's a jump!

(ALL SCREAMING)

(THUD)

Wayne. Where's Wayne?

Honey? I don't think we're using

enough fabric softener.

MITCH: Ah, the hot dog people have a question.

They want to know why they are sitting at the base of a volcano.

Just tell them it's for flavor. (CHUCKLES) It's for flavor.

Oh, the hot dog lady has a baby.

Ooh, little baby. Cute. Yes, you are.

(VOLCANO SPURTING) Oh, no!

The gods are getting restless and hungry!

The village people forgot to make a sacrifice!

Now they must become snacks!

(LAUGHS) Behold my wrath!

(POPS)

Aah! Oh! (LAUGHS)

(MITCH EXCLAIMING) It's working!

(GURGLING) MITCH: All right!

Oh, no! We're burning up.

Nothing can save us from the vortex of chili!

Ha-ha! I'll save the baby! I'll save the baby!

Save the baby. Oh.

I'm gonna eat the woman's leg.

Mmm. Lava-licious. "Lava-licious."

(SIGNAL BEEPING)

She yells at me even when she's gone.

That was the most frightening ride I have ever had in my life.

I never want to go through anything like that ever again.

(GRUNTS) (YELPS)

You know, wouldn't it be cool if our parents never came back?

MITCH: (ECHOING) Do you think it could happen?

ADAM: No, I'm just saying, what if.

Yeah. Well, I don't think I'd miss them that much.

I mean, I like it when they take me places.

And I sort of wish my mom was here to, uh, clean up the mess in the kitchen.

What, am I your servant? (YELPS)

Yeah. You know, mostly parents just live to nag and hassle you.

They just want to turn you into a brain box like my dad.

"Brain box"? It's a compliment.

Oh!

MITCH: I bet my parents wish I didn't have a medical problem.

What do you have, anyway?

(DIANE MOANING) Diane, Diane! Don't do that!

I mean, you don't seem that sick.

It's called hypokalemic paralysis.

It's a genetic thing. You wouldn't understand.

But it's not that big a deal.

I mean, I haven't even taken my medicine today.

And I feel fine. I probably don't even need it anymore.

Oh, my God. What's he saying?

Do you think he didn't see where we put the medicine?

ADAM: Here. Just drop it here.

I want to show you something.

(ALL SCREAMING)

Oh! I'm so nauseous.

You want to see something super, super awesome? Sure.

PATTY: We're right back where we started from.

GORDON: I fell down and broke my crown.

That was fun.

It's mega-secret, okay?

If my dad found out I had this, he'd go ballistic.

MITCH: What is it? ADAM: (WHISPERS) Watch out. Here it is.

MITCH: Oh, my gosh! (ADAM GIGGLES)

Oh, check it out. No!

MITCH: That's rad! ADAM: Look at that!

MITCH: Oh, my. ADAM: Oh, yes!

BOTH: Did you know about this?

We are so sorry!

Oh! Sorry.

You boys are in big trouble!

I'm gone for one minute and you turn the place into a pigsty!

Oh. We're sorting laundry!

Now, get down here and clean it up,

'cause we gotta get ready for the party!

PATTY: Party? You can't have a party. I said no friends!

Come on. We better get down there

before Queen Hell Jenny gets really mad.

Hey! Ooh.

(FOOTSTEPS ECHOING)

ADAM: We'll look at this later.

Wayne, what are you doing?

Diane, I have to know what we're dealing with here.

I didn't see this coming.

This is all your fault. I can't believe you guys made such a mess.

Whose idea was that, anyway?

It was his fault. No, it was him.

No! He gave me...

(DOORBELL RINGING) (INDISTINCT TALKING)

JENNY: Go get the door, you guys.

And if you think you are done cleaning up, you are crazy.

(SIGHS)

Who are you? Holly.

Hi. Did you bring the stuff?

Yeah. I got the CDs, the sour cream and my dad's bubble machine.

A bubble machine? Yeah. It's the coolest thing.

The bubbles will go great with the streamers.

Okay. You're the cheerleader.

Now let's get ready to party.

(BOTH GIGGLING)

(BUBBLE MACHINE GURGLING)

(DOORBELL RINGS) They're here.

That's enough clowning around, you guys.

The party's just about to start. Adam. Mitch.

You guys are gonna serve the ginger ale.

I mean, the champagne.

Forget it.

We're not your slaves.

Yeah. (KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(MUSIC PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)

(SIGHS)

Hi, girls. BOTH: Hi!

Look. I brought Clarissa.

Clarissa?

We're not into dolls anymore.

We're not?

No. Now, we're into boys. (KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Hey, Jen. ALL: Hi.

Did you know Jill was coming?

Who's Jill?

She's starting shortstop for the Warriors.

A girl plays Little League?

Yeah. And she's awesome.

(ALL TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

Um, Jenny? What?

We changed our minds, so, we'll be your slaves.

Great.

We will? Yes.

DIANE: You know, there was a time when I thought this house was too small.

When I get big, I'm gonna walk down stairs two at a time.

Look what I found. It's a piece of a pin.

I gotta stop and examine more things.

I mean, look at the grain in this hardwood floor.

It's beautiful. It almost tells the story of how the whole tree grew.

I gotta take the time to appreciate the world around me.

I've been workin' too hard. I've gotta stop and notice things.

Really? Like what?

Well, like... Like the intricate weave of this carpet.

Or the perfect cylindrical quality of this roach turd.

Roach turd! What?

Not to worry. See? It's dry.

Whoever dropped this left a long time ago.

Maybe weeks or months.

We vacuum more than that.

No, the only thing you gotta worry about

is if we ran into...

(SQUISH) Oh!

A wet one.

(CLICKING SOUND)

(PATTY WHIMPERS)

(HISSING)

(ALL SCREAMING)

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

(CLICKING AND HISSING)

GORDON: Quick, uh... Get on the other side!

Let's head for the stairs. Forget it! That thing's faster than we'll ever be.

(CLICKING) What're we supposed to do?

Follow me. I got an idea!

PATTY: Let's get outta here. (CLICKING)

Come on. We'll be safe in here.

Come on! He's gaining on us.

Whatever you do, stay to the right.

Come on!

Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Wayne, how did you know that there was a clear path here?

Oh, I've taken these things apart.

(HISSING)

He's just standing out there.

Move around here. We'll lure him in.

(CHITTERING)

Oh! (YELPS) His antennae touched me!

Further around! Further around! Move around!

(SNARLING)

Oh, no, my shoe! I'm stuck!

Come on, we better get outta here! I'm stuck.

I can't get my foot out! Wayne! (SNARLS)

Wayne. I'm stuck! Save me! Wayne!

(SCREAMING)

Wayne, help me!

(SNARLING)

(SCREAMING)

(HISSING)

(SHUDDERING)

(ALL LAUGHING) We did it!

Huh? Szalinskis check in?

And they do check out!

Ricky King may be cute, but he's also really conceited.

But he's also really cute.

Jenny, truth or dare. Do you love Ricky King?

(GIRLS LAUGH) Dare.

(GASPS)

Then your dare is, you have to call Ricky up and tell him you think he's cute!

(GIRLS SQUEALING) (INDISTINCT TALKING)

No way! I even have his number.

You have to. You have to!

Hi, Ricky? Shh.

Jenny Szalinski.

Oh, I'm just having a party with some of my friends, at my uncle's house.

Yeah. The one with the weirdo mailbox.

(LAUGHTER)

Listen, um, I just called to tell you...

The reason I was calling you...

I think you're cute. (ALL SCREAMING)

HOLLY: I never thought you'd say that!

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

Something to drink?

We'll be right back.

(ALL GIGGLING)

GIRL: Oh, my God.

Adam, Adam! Adam, wait up.

I have to go upstairs for a second.

I'll be right back.

Watch out! Here comes your son.

(MOANING)

PATTY: Hi, honey. GORDON: Hey, Mitchy!

(GRUNTING) Honey. Honey. Honey!

He's in pain. What's wrong?

If he doesn't get some potassium in his system right away,

he could pass out! We've gotta get downstairs

to the kitchen and get those pills.

(GIRLS TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

(CLEARS THROAT)

Don't worry, sweetheart. Mommy's right here. She's right here.

We've gotta get downstairs, and fast.

Geez. That doesn't look safe.

There's no other way down, is there, Wayne?

Well, it's certainly the fastest route,

and it's the same basic concept as a parachute.

If we stand in front of the nozzle as the bubble's being created,

I think the surface tension should hold our weight.

"Should"? I don't like "should."

It's decided. I'm going. I'm going with you, Patty.

Well, then we'll head to the stereo and meet up with you later.

Are you gonna be okay doing this?

I know I've never been a very brave person.

But for some reason, right now I don't know fear.

When I thought the cockroach was gonna eat you,

I've never been so scared in my whole life.

I love everything about you, Diane, and I promise things are gonna get better.

(CHUCKLES) Oh, you don't know how glad I am to hear you say that.

I love everything about you too.

You know, except for this shrinking stuff.

Mmm.

Step in front of the nozzle after the next ring.

Now.

One, two, three, jump!

DIANE: Okay, okay, okay.

Here we go. Ooh. (DIANE LAUGHING)

(BOTH LAUGHING) Oh, it's working.

DIANE: Bye! Bye!

I told her not to have a party.

At least there aren't any boys.

PATTY: Really.

Okay. Oh!

All right. They made it to safety. (EXHALES)

We'd better get to the kitchen and get Mitch's medicine.

Yeah.

After you.

Ready, Butch? Ready, Sundance.

BOTH: Ooh, shoot!

Whoa. Oh. Oh. Oh.

Oh. (CHUCKLES)

Hey! It's a bubble.

Oh, yeah. It's a bubble.

(MUSIC PLAYING) (GIRLS TALKING INDISTINCTLY)

I'm hot. I'll be back.

GORDON: Whoa, ooh!

(AIR WHOOSHES) Ooh.

Hang on. To what?

Wayne? What?

Wayne.

(GASPS) Oh!

Ooh. (GRUNTING)

(BOTH GRUNT)

Gordon. Yeah?

Before you die, there's a bright light, isn't there?

GORDON: Yeah.

(SCREAMING) Oh, no!

Chip and dip is served.

(SCREAMING)

Here you go. Gordon. We're alive.

(LAUGHING)

We've been saved by... Onion dip.

My God. We owe our lives to an appetizer.

(BOTH LAUGH)

MITCH: Adam, let's go get some root beer.

Let's get outta here before we get eaten. Relax, Gordon.

They're teenage girls. How much could they eat?

BOTH: No!

GORDON: Watch out! Aah! Aah! Oh!

Oh, boy. They're everywhere! Go! Oh. Got me.

(GIRLS LAUGHING)

Whoa! Watch out! Ah! Aah! No!

Do the breaststroke. Breaststroke.

Mmm, you're like a cow!

(YELLING)

Jill. You're making a mess!

Well, this stuff is really good. What's in it?

The Szalinski brothers.

(MOANING)

Well, here we are.

Well, how are we gonna get up the counter?

(SIGHS) There must be a way.

Dare. Ooh. Sucker.

Okay. I dare you to do your monkey impression.

(LAUGHING)

Want a napkin? Yeah.

You know, I've been watchin' the kids.

The girls really seem to like Mitch.

(LAUGHTER) GORDON: He's makin' 'em laugh.

But the guy that really impresses me is Adam.

He seems so cool, confident.

Yeah, he's so different from me.

You know, I was a complete loser when I was that age.

And when I was a teenager.

And through most of college. (SIGHS)

Heck, I only met Diane 'cause I bashed into her car.

Come on. I'll race you to the stereo.

Where are you going?

Where are you going?

Come on!

Wayne! Whoa!

(GASPS)

You're gonna love this!

(YELLING)

(CHUCKLES) Head start. No fair! Whee!

I'm coming, bro!

Whoa! Come on!

(LAUGHING)

(WHOOPING)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

And the man does a belly burner!

I haven't done that since I was little!

(LAUGHING)

(DOORBELL RINGING)

Shh. (MUSIC TURNS OFF)

It's probably just the neighbors. Give me the doll.

HOLLY: Here. What are you gonna do with it?

Shh. (GIRLS GIGGLING)

Okay.

(SHUSHING)

(EXHALES)

Hey, Jen.

Ricky King.

What are you doing here?

Well, you said you were having a party, so we figured we'd drop by.

Hi, Vince. Hi, Trey.

BOTH: Hey. What do you got there?

Oh, nothing!

Come on, guys. Let's show 'em how to have a real party.

Man, this place is hot.

GIRL: Ricky King! How are you?

RICKY: Hello, girls. HOLLY: Hi, Ricky!

GORDON: Oh, great. Teenage boys.

There are now teenage boys at this party.

Hey! My stereo! Hey, my daughter.

Maybe there's a stepladder.

(GASPS)

Oh. Oh, no.

(WHIMPERS)

(SHUDDERING)

God, why didn't I squash him when I had the chance?

Excellent CDs. Um, do you have a remote around here?

Yeah. Do you want me to turn it on? Uh, no.

I want you to hand it over.

No. Give me that!

(LAUGHING)

Watch this.

Hey, I wanna sit there, man.

Hmm?

(GIRLS LAUGHING)

Hey, cut it out! He was there first!

So what, he had dibs on it?

This gum wrapper will do the trick.

What are these little kids doing here?

Yeah. I mean, you're too small.

You must be, um, this tall to stay downstairs.

(GIRLS LAUGH) MITCH: I'm calling mom.

This is getting way out of hand.

Who does he think he is? You can't push my kid around like that!

You are dead meat, mister!

Gordon. You're three quarters of an inch tall. Now is not the time.

Now, help me with this foil!

Why isn't he coming after us? I don't know.

Maybe he's gone.

Oh, look, his leg is caught in the spider web.

Oh, that's so sad. And daddy longlegs are good bugs.

They eat mosquitoes and leave humans entirely alone.

What? Is there a daddy longlegs ad council

that feeds out this positive information?

Let's go. No, Diane. I think we should help him.

(STRUGGLING)

Daddy, we're your friends. We come in peace.

(CHIRPING)

(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY) I think he understood me.

Um... Diane.

Do you have a, um... A nail file?

Yes. Okay.

'Cause while I'm filing, I want you to talk to him.

You know, distract him (CLEARS THROAT)

so he doesn't flail around a lot.

Talk to him? Talk to a bug. You know.

Find some common ground.

You both spend a lot of time in this kitchen.

(SIGHING) All righty.

Hi. My name's Diane.

I see you've been enjoying some of the crumbs from the coffee cake I made.

(CHIRPS) (LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)

Okay. Okay, giant spider leg on my shoulder!

It's okay. It's okay. He likes you.

Just keep talking.

What can we talk about? What can we talk about?

Let's see. Uh, you have any kids?

(CHIRPS) Silly me. You probably have hundreds.

Oh, oh! That better?

Thank you.

Oh, we've had such a lousy day.

You've had a pretty bad one yourself, haven't you?

But for you,

you're used to being small.

For us, it's a completely new experience.

For me, very scary.

Although, you know, parts of it were actually...

Kind of nice.

(CHIRPS) (SHUDDERS)

All done. (CHUCKLES)

Really?

Last strand.

Do you think he heard what I said about squashing him?

PATTY: Oh, look. It's going up the cabinet.

Hey, that's it. Diane, that's our ride!

Come back!

Come back!

Daddy, come back. We need you!

(INDISTINCT TALKING) (MUSIC PLAYING)

Are you sure? That's weird.

Okay. Bye.

They said our moms never made it.

You're kidding. No.

Okay. Well, let's just call our dads.

But they didn't leave a number.

Okay. Just calm down. Don't panic.

But if our moms aren't at that place, then where are they?

PATTY: So tell me how you do that again?

Okay. So then I just toss in some garbanzo beans

and crumble in some tortilla chips,

and I call it a Mexican salad.

DIANE: (CHUCKLES) That is great.

I'm gonna have to try that sometime.

The other thing, you can call something a Chinese salad

if you throw in some of those mandarin oranges

and some of those little Chinese Chung Ku squiggly little noodles.

You are so good at those things.

(MUSIC PLAYING) (INDISTINCT TALKING)

(LAUGHTER)

Come on!

This is where we split up.

You're gonna climb into the mid-range.

I'm gonna rewire the stereo so the speaker becomes a microphone.

Now, when the music cuts out, you yell into that speaker as loud as you can.

All right. I'm goin' in.

Good luck.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(GRUNTS)

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

Oh!

Oh, oh, oh, ooh.

Gee. Follow this circuit.

(SLOW MUSIC PLAYING) (INDISTINCT TALKING)

Oh, thank God. A slow song.

Come on, Jen.

You don't look so good.

You feelin' okay?

Uh, I'm okay.

PATTY: Now, we have to get Mitch's pills.

Remember, I left them right by the cereal.

Hey, there's something I want to tell you.

What?

I can't say it here.

Let's go into the kitchen.

GORDON: Hey!

Hurry up, Wayne. I want so much to yell at these kids.

So. Here we are.

This is the kitchen. Hey, look.

Good, 'cause you know... (PATTY YELPS)

I really wanted to be alone with you.

Ew, look. Dirty fingernails.

Really? Yeah.

'Cause the truth is, Jenny, I think you're awesome.

Awesome? Don't fall for it, Jenny.

He's just giving you a line.

You do? You think I'm awesome? Yeah.

Oh, yeah. You're cooler than all the other girls.

(EXHALES) Um, so what is it you wanted to tell me?

Nothing. Mostly I just wanted to do this.

(STUTTERS) What is she doing? She's too young.

She doesn't even know that boy!

What are you doing?

Kissing you.

Well, uh, you didn't ever ask.

Ask what?

Ask if I wanted to kiss you.

What are you talking about?

You just assume that I wanted you to kiss me.

I mean, I don't even know you.

And even if I did know you and we talked and you got to know me,

and you asked me if I wanted to kiss, I might've been into it.

But the way you did it was just wrong.

Well, lots of girls like that.

Well, I'm not one of them.

I don't happen to think that way.

And as far as you and I are concerned, the party is over.

(LAUGHS) You tell him, Jenny.

Access denied!

DIANE: That is one good kid you have.

(CHUCKLES)

And you know what? She can take care of herself.

Okay. Mike in and line out. (ELECTRONIC HUMMING)

Maybe my pills are in here.

If I don't find my medicine soon,

something bad's gonna happen.

(SIGHS)

Well, I'll look over here.

I'll look over here.

(MOANS)

Mitch looks terrible. We've gotta find those pills.

There they are! (GASPS)

BOTH: Mitch! Mitch! Mitch!

Mitch, honey! Mitch! Mitch!

DIANE: Mitch, look at us! PATTY: Mitch, we're right here.

PATTY: Your pills are over here!

Mom? Yeah!

Oh, no! He's fainted!

Mitch!

The paralysis could last 24 hours.

We have got to get those pills where the kids can see them! Come on.

ADAM: Mitch, Mitch! What's wrong? What's going on?

Come on, Mitch. Come on.

I don't know. Mitch just fainted.

I can't find his medicine. What are we gonna do?

Okay. Get on the side

and try to roll it that way.

DIANE: Over that way. Okay!

Here we go. Got it? Yeah.

I got it. I got it. Push.

Mitch has got a potassium deficiency, so you look in the refrigerator

and find something with potassium. Check all the labels.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Push again.

Come on. Up.

I haven't worked this hard since I gave birth to Adam!

Milk has Vitamin D and Calcium.

No potassium. JENNY: Keep looking.

Come on, Mitch. Mitch. Come on.

It's not gonna work. It's no use. (EXHALES)

It's gonna be up to the kids. What?

Come on. Oh, God.

Potassium, potassium, potassium.

Bananas! Bananas have potassium. Lots of it!

Here, come on.

Get some pieces.

Let's see if we can get him... Come on, Mitch. (MOANS)

Let's see if we can get him to chew.

Come on. Come on, wake up.

Come on. Give me a piece.

Come on, Mitch.

Oh. JENNY: Give me another piece. Hurry.

ADAM: Come on, Mitch.

JENNY: Oh, please, let this work.

Get another piece ready. Get another piece. Chew.

Chew, Mitch. Chew. Chew it up good.

Give me another piece. One more.

Come on, Mitch. You can do it. Oh, Mitch, Mitch.

Oh, please let this work.

Come on, Mitch. Okay, okay.

Come on, Mitch. Come on. You can do it. Come on, Mitch. Chew.

Okay. Okay. ADAM: Come on, Mitch.

Yes. Yes! Yes! (LAUGHING)

It's workin'. You're right. (CHUCKLES)

How'd you know bananas have potassium?

I can't always ignore my dad's science talk.

Hi, guys.

JENNY: Hey, Mitch. How you feelin'?

A little dizzy. But okay, I guess.

I saw Mom on the counter.

(CHUCKLES) Sure. Right.

I did.

And she was... She was really, really small.

Okay.

(THUD) (GIRLS SCREAMING)

What was that?

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

My dad's bookshelf!

Oh, damn it, Wayne. What's taking so long?

Ricky King! What do you think you're doing? (MUSIC TURNS OFF)

Calling all kids! Calling all kids!

Excuse me, but I like that song.

Now, this should hold the current.

So if I... Whoa!

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

I told you the party's over. Everybody out.

Yeah? Well, maybe we're not ready to leave.

(REMOTE CONTROL CLICKS) (ROCK MUSIC RESUMES)

(MOANS)

Did you not hear her? She said the party's over.

So why don't you leave before you cause any more damage?

What? Your dad's stupid inventions?

His inventions are not stupid.

His shrink ray's going to the Smithsonian.

I didn't know your dad invented a shrink ray.

What does he shrink with it? Hemorrhoids?

(ALL LAUGHING)

That is not funny.

Admit it, Adam. Your dad's a loser.

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

He is not.

And if he were here, he'd kill you for what you've done to his bookshelf.

Is that so, daddy's boy?

Well, he's not here.

So, I guess you're gonna have to do something about it.

(STUTTERS) Well, maybe I will.

(GRUNTS)

What are you gonna do about it, huh?

I wish Mom and Dad were here.

Me too.

What are you gonna do about it, huh?

(MICROPHONE WHINES)

Now, Gordon! Now!

Listen! Listen to me, children.

I want you all to stop what you are doing!

BOY: Huh? GIRL: Shh.

Who said that?

This is the voice of G... God.

Yes! God is talking to you.

And I want you all to leave this house!

God sounds a lot like Dad.

Yeah, you're right.

Is he here?

GORDON: Normally, I would have been silent.

But your outrageous behavior tonight has forced me to speak!

It's just a trick.

GORDON: Is that so, Ricky King?

Then how come I know you live on Sycamore?

Your dad's name is Mel. And your mom is...

Cindy!

This is getting weird.

Now I said I want you out!

What's the... O-U-T!

Let's go, guys. Yes. Oh, yes. Run.

Quickly. Run.

(GIRLS EXCLAIMING) Or I will swoop down,

and teach you all a lesson in proper party etiquette!

I will bring plaque to your tiny teeth.

So brush, I tell you! Brush!

(LAUGHS)

Okay, Dad. They're gone.

You can stop acting like God now.

Oh. Sorry.

So, uh, where's the camera?

Yeah. Where are you broadcasting from?

GORDON: Right here, in the room.

Your dad shrunk us.

You're kidding.

No. Now give me a hand.

I'm over here by the left speaker.

That means he saw us rollerblading in the house.

And I wasn't wearing my pads.

You know, Dad, I didn't invite those boys over.

I swear. I know. I know.

Wayne and I saw everything.

That's right. You weren't in the kitchen, were you?

No! No.

But your mothers were.

Oh, God.

I told you I saw them.

Now, listen to me, kids.

These may be the most important instructions I ever give you.

Jenny. Go run and find a piece of paper.

And, Adam, go up to your room.

Look under the laundry basket.

Get the shark car. Come on down here.

And, Wayne, meet me in front of the receiver.

I last saw them over here. Okay.

Careful not to squish 'em. No, no, no, no!

Careful.

Here. Use this, okay?

I'm gonna go find our dads.

Don't move anything.

ADAM: Okay, Uncle Gordon. Hop in. Now let's go find my dad.

Mom? Mom?

Aunt Diane?

Let me see it. Okay.

BOTH: Hi!

(CHUCKLES) Hi.

ADAM: Okay, Dad. Attaboy, son!

Yes!

Where are the wives? Mitch is pickin' 'em up. Hop in.

(CONTROLS BEEPING)

Careful. Careful. Set it down easy.

I know, I know. I am.

Look, they made it. (LAUGHS)

ALL: We did it!

(INDISTINCT TALKING)

(MACHINE BEEPS)

Wait! The machine. Oh.

Don't forget the car.

What happens now?

We wait until it hits critical mass,

and then push this button.

Wait a minute. Do we really want to do this?

I mean, I got a hamster cage in my room.

I mean, we could leave 'em shrunk,

and they'll never tell us what to do again.

Wow, total freedom.

I suppose we could wait, like, a week.

I don't like the looks of that.

If those kids don't unshrink us,

they are going to be in so much trouble.

Oh, really?

What are you gonna do about it, Thumbelina?

(MACHINE REVVING)

(SIGNAL BEEPING)

I say we give 'em a second chance.

Good idea. Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

Ready? One, two...

Three.

(ZAPPING)

Whoa! It worked! (LAUGHS)

WAYNE: Way to go, guys!

(ALL LAUGHING)

I was so worried about you!

I was worried about you, too, sweetie.

But you know what, you were in good hands.

This one. (LAUGHS) Oh, Mom.

About that Ricky King thing...

Sweetheart, I was so proud of you,

the way you handled yourself with that boy,

and the way you took care of your brother.

From now on, I trust you.

Speaking of trust. I saw the magazine.

They forced me to look at it. I didn't want to!

It's okay. It's okay.

The point is, I should've listened to you

when you said you didn't want to go

to Camp Isosceles this summer.

Me too.

How about if we send you to baseball camp?

(CHUCKLES) Wow.

Look, if you wanna be a scientist, that's great.

But if you wanna be a baseball player,

that's great, too.

You should do whatever suits you.

You mean it?

I do. I'll prove it.

Gordon.

I shouldn't be president of Szalinski Labs, Gordon.

I'm no good at it. I should be inventing things.

That's what I like to do.

But you, you're...

You're great at organizing things and dealing with people.

And you never forget what day of the week it is.

What do you say?

Will you be president of the company?

Will you take the job?

(SIGHS) Mmm. You bet!

(LAUGHS) This is great! I'm gonna have so much fun.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Oh, honey.

Diane, I promise,

I'll get rid of the Tiki Man. No. Wayne,

I'm not gonna sweat the small stuff anymore.

I want you to have fun.

Wayne, do whatever you want with the Tiki Man.

(ALL LAUGHING)

WAYNE: I had no idea baseball had that much math in it,

or that my son would be such a good catcher.

Yeah. I bet you were the only dad there

that could figure out the whole team's

batting average instantly in his head.

We're just glad you had a good time, honey,

and even happier you're home.

Yeah, it's good to be back.

Hey, did you make any changes while I was gone?

Well, I did move the Tiki Man into the backyard.

What do you think?