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[theme music]
I'll be back!
I'm free!
[screaming]
[laughing]
[instrumental music]
Thanks for the ride.
You're doing us the favor.
Filling in for our regular sitter.
Here's the house.
I know this place.
You grew up here.
Time to meet the kids.
And I hope you like precocious.
[chuckles]
Is this her?
Meet, Gina.
When you watch them, watch yourself.
- Come on, Dan. - Oh, my God, Cindy.
- We can't just leave her here. - Shut up!
Do you wanna leave or not?
[instrumental music]
[dramatic music]
[instrumental music]
It's just a phase!
(children chanting) Roly-poly, fat and ugly.
Roly-poly, fat and ugly.
[growling]
[growling]
[screams] Ah!
Hi, you must be Gina.
I'm sorry it took so long, I didn't hear the bell.
Oh, don't worry, I, uh, I just got that.
Cindy Franklin. How are ya?
Good.
Come on.
(Cindy) 'Here are my angels.'
Say hi to Gina, she'll be sitting with you tonight.
- Hi. - Hi.
Ken, this is Gina.
She's, uh, subbing for Rita tonight.
- Hi. - Hi.
Thanks for taking over at such short notice.
Rita tells us you're a model.
Well, yeah, only part time.
It just, it helps pay my way through school.
You certainly have the figure for it.
Well, I work on it.
(Gina) 'Oh.'
Few souvenirs from the academy.
'My misspent youth I'm afraid.'
Uh, he ranked 10th in his class
but gave up his military career for me.
So now I'm a lawyer.
'Same attitude. No khakis.'
Now, I don't want you to worry.
It's all securely locked u and under control.
Here's Ken's bosses number in the mountains.
It's about a three-hour drive round trip.
We should be back before 1:00.
Oh, don't rush, I have plenty of studying.
And the fridge, it's packed with food, in case you want a snack.
Oh, thanks, but no thanks.
I brought mine. Tsk.
All you kids are on diets.
Yeah, well, believe it or not, I used to be a blimp.
I mean, my answer to anxiety was to eat..
everything else within reach.
Wow, you certainly cured that habit.
(Cindy) 'Have a great time tonight.'
(Gina) 'Okay, great, I'm looking forward to it.'
(Cindy) 'Okay, goodnight.'
- 'Goodnight.' - 'Goodnight.'
Okay, now we're gonna have some fun.
You guys wanna play Monopoly or Twister
Battleship, um, charades?
- Whoa. - Look, lamo.
This is our house and these are our rules.
We eat what we want. Watch what we want.
'And go to bed when we want.'
- Damn straight. - You get the living room.
And if you behave, the kitchen
when we're not in it.
You don't hassle us..
'...we don't hassle you.'
Damn straight.
Get it? Got it! Good.
Control, I'm in control.
(Rita) 'How's it going so far?'
It is
'Well, can't you make friends with them?'
No, they don't want to be friends.
'Have you tried?'
Have I tried? Yeah, kinda.
So far they've tripped me, trapped me
booby-trapped the staircase with slinkies.
It's a horror show.
- 'Sounds like a good time.' - What can I do?
'Well, you have to stay in control.'
- Yeah. - 'You know that.'
Well, you know what, Rita, actually it's probably
getting pretty late, it's time to put
the little darlings to bed.
- 'Right, have fun.' - Yeah, wish me luck.
'Good luck, see you in the morning.'
- Okay. Thanks, bye. - 'Bye.'
Ricky, Dolly.
It's time for bed.
Ricky, Dolly.
Where are you guys?
It's story time, where are you?
Are you up in your room?
Can you hear me?
Ah!
Come on, where are you guys?
[dramatic music]
[machine whirring]
[whirring stops]
[exhales]
Alright.
Front and center right now.
It was him.
He pulled all the food out of the fridge.
It was her idea. She told me to.
- Did not. - Did to.
(Gina) 'It's not the mess that I'm concerned with.'
'Look at what you're eating, look at this food.'
It's junk food, it's poison.
It's-it's high fat, low fiber.
Heart attack food.
- Roly-poly, fat and ugly. - Roly-poly, fat and ugly.
How could you know that?
Oh.
Okay, um, off to bed with you guys.
Just pick out a story and I'll read it to you soon as I..
as soon as I clean up this mess.
Old habits die hard.
Bet our babysitter can't eat just one.
Just come home. Please come home.
I gotta get out of here.
[telephone rings]
- Hello. - 'Hi, Gina.'
'It's Cindy Franklin. How are you doing?'
'Enjoying yourself?'
Oh, too much.
'I'm glad to hear that because we have a favor to ask.'
'Would you mind staying all night?'
All night?
I, um, I have a class, like, really early in the morning.
Tomorrow morning.
'It's okay, we'll be back before breakfast.'
'Mr. Franklin had a bit too much to drink'
'and I can't see a thing at night.'
'Thanks, Gina, we'll make it up to you.'
'Keep up the good work.'
Oh, God, control, control.
[exhales]
I'm totally losing control.
[exhales]
[dramatic music]
(Dolly and Ricky shouting) 'Where's our story?'
We might as well read it ourselves.
"Once upon a time, there was a little boy.."
I'm coming.
Um, wait for a minute.
If I can get through that door.
I didn't forget about you.
Alright, I'm gonna read you a story in a minute.
I'll be right there.
No.
- Right there. - 'Wait.'
(pizza) 'You can't be full yet.'
What? You've had your fun, and now we're history?
Low fiber, high fat.
No one's perfect, bubblehead.
Yeah, who're you calling heart attack food?
'Roly-poly.'
It's just an expression.
- All is forgiven. - Yeah, sure.
- Come on over and finish us. - You know you want to.
[indistinct chatter]
[sobbing]
[instrumental music]
[instrumental music]
[gasps]
[exhales]
[dramatic music]
(Gina) 'Okay, guys, sorry I dozed off.'
But I can read you a story now.
Come out, come out wherever you are.
Come on, guys.
We can, uh..
play pin the tail on the sitter.
You'll love that.
Olly olly oxen free?
God, remind me never to have kids.
[whirring]
How about a snack?
(Gina) 'Okay.'
Mm.
[dramatic music]
Great.
Cute, guys.
Really cute.
'What kind of a game are we playing now?'
Alright, you guys.
You got me.
Ha-ha.
Where are you guys?
[music continues]
[sighs]
Play time is over.
[female screaming]
Dolly!
[telephone rings] Dolly, where are you?
Hello.
(Cindy) 'Gina?'
Oh, Mrs. Franklin.
'Yes, I'm sorry to bother you again.'
'I forgot to say goodnight to the children.'
- 'Can you put them on?' - Well, uh..
It's too late, they're fast asleep.
'Before midnight?'
'I'm glad you and the children have reached an understanding.'
It's just a phase.
(Cindy) 'Just one thing.'
Yeah?
'When you watch them..'
'...watch yourself.'
Where are you guys?
Why are you doing this to me?
Oh, God.
Where are you-you?
No.
What did I do to deserve this?
There's no food.
No, no. No!
No!
No, not when I'm really hungry.
Oh, God.
Control, control.
Control.
Okay.
(male #1) 'Workers Anonymous hotline.'
Oh, thank God.
I am totally out of control.
I don't want to eat anymore.
I don't want to be fat.
- Again. - 'Just keep calm, ma'am.'
'Now, what I really think you should do is proceed'
'to the freezer in the basement'
'and roast the side of beef and eat it up.'
'It's just a phase.'
'Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.'
Oh, God.
Oh, God.
[whines]
[growls]
[coughs]
[retching]
[dramatic music]
[gasping]
You ate my big sister!
[grunting]
[retches]
No!
Ricky.
Ricky.
Olly olly oxen free.
[chuckles]
[instrumental music]
[instrumental music]
[crickets chirping]
[instrumental music]
(Gina) 'Ricky!'
[thudding]
Ricky, come on, little buddy.
Come on out, I'm not gonna hurt ya.
Just waste you a little.
[chuckles]
'Come on, Ricky.'
'It's time for your story.'
[intense music]
You [indistinct] what I am..
so here I am.
I smell finger food.
[Gina groaning]
You're not getting away.
[snarling]
No one leaves until I'm full.
[music continues]
Help! You have to send somebody.
(Gina) 'Why bother? There's no way in.'
Or out!
[chuckles]
It didn't have to be like this!
Do you hear me?
I was doing so well.
You..
And you played games with me.
And you..
You made me nervous!
And..
And you made me eat.
And..
[sobbing] You made me this.
(children chanting) Roly-poly, fat and ugly!
Roly-poly, fat and ugly!
Roly-poly, fat and ugly!
[chanting] Roly-poly, fat and ugly!
'Roly-poly, fat and ugly!'
'Roly-poly, fat and ugly!'
'Roly-poly, fat and ugly!'
'Roly-poly, fat and ugly!'
'Roly-poly, fat and ugly!'
'Roly-poly, fat and ugly!'
'Roly-poly, fat and ugly!'
Roly-poly, fat and ugly!
[sobbing]
[clattering]
[intense music]
[breathing heavily]
[grunting]
[snarling]
[music continues]
[grunting]
[groaning]
- 'Ricky?' - 'Ricky!'
(Ken) 'Ricky!'
Here I am, mom.
- Oh, thank God! - Gina!
Where's your sister? Where is Gina?
- Ricky. - Gina! Gina!
Gina, wake up.
(female #1) 'Gina, wake up.'
'Gina, wake up.'
'Gina, wake up, honey.'
- 'The sitter's here.' - Mom!
Gina, what's wrong?
I was all grown up, mom.
And I was sitting for these two horrible kids.
It's over, honey. It was just a bad dream.
I wasn't.
Sweetie, you are beautiful.
I was thin, mom. Really thin.
Oh, Gina, don't listen to those kids at school
when they tease you.
This is just a phase.
Here's the new sitter, baby.
Hi, what's cookin'?
(Gina) Yummy.
Maybe later you could read Gina a story.
- 'She likes that.' - Oh, great!
You know, I even brought one.
Is, uh, "Hansel And Gretel" okay?
[intense music]
Little Gina won't stay little for long.
After all, you are who you eat.
[chuckles]
[laughs]
[instrumental music]
[instrumental music]
[instrumental music]
Gina..
you borrow my Walkman again?
You want to do me a favor?
Next time don't leave it where daddy can step on it
You can't just keep dropping things wherever you like.
Sorry, daddy.
Someone got up on the wrong side of bed.
You know I've been working on my brief for the last few weeks
and I keep all my notes on this thing.
Ken!
I understand you're under pressure, babe
butplease try not to take it out on us.
I'm just trying to work on this case.
It's very important.
Might mean a partnership. That's what you want, isn't it?
You make it sound like I forced you into law school.
Well, let's just say
it wasn't my first choice.
Ah, look, Ken, now is not the time
to open that can of worms.
I need you to take Gina to school.
What? You're kidding.
I can't do that today, I'm late already.
One time is not gonna kill you.
I have a million things to do today.
Oh, and I don't?
You know, I'm really getting sick
of being taken for granted
Please, no whining.
It is too early in the morning.
Great, Cindy. You're right
Men don't need any sympathy, we should watch what we say..
and watch what we do..
spend our lives..
what, slaving and breaking our backs.
- Never complain. - Ken, calm down.
You should be happy with what you have.
Things could be much, much worse.
Yeah, well, I feel like I'm in prison.
What am I, 36 years old, I have an earlier bedtime
than when I was nine!
My mother let me stay up later than you do.
Who are you kidding?
You never want to go out. You're always too tired.
Yeah, and did you ever wonder why?
You think I like it? Enjoy the grind everyday?
Well, I don't.
And, Cindy, no offence
but on mornings like this..
I wouldn't mind waking up being..
somebody else.
Typical male mid-life bull.
You want the single's life.
Cruising the Caribbean with some 20-year-old.
Well, face it, Ken.
You weren't cut out for life in the fast lane.
You don't even know who I am anymore.
I know what you're becoming.
Uh, Ken..
[sighs]
[intense music]
Br-r-reakfast of casualties!
Yes, the fast lane is a dead end
when you're stuck on cruise control.
[chuckles]
[instrumental music]
(man on radio) 'And if you need any proof here's some comments'
'from one of our satisfied hair growth customers.'
[police siren blaring]
[tires screeching]
Drive, yappy..
or your complexion gets a brand new look.
What?
Pretty please?
[tires screeching]
[police siren blaring]
[grunting] This is nuts!
What the hell am I charged with?
Uh, Jesus.
I want to know why I'm here. I want to know right now.
What's wrong with you guys?
And where's my wallet? My ID?
Just what did I do?
Did you question the other guy?
Huh? It's him you want.
What other guy?
Oh, it was the guy with..
with the Italian clothes.
Yeah!
They guy with..
with the gun!
You're good.
Realgood.
I almost believed there's another guy.
Oh, but there was.
- Smoke? - No.
[coughs] I-I-I quit.
Of course.
Always the same story with your type.
Blame somebody else for your situation.
What situation? I-I don't have a situation
You had one. A good one.
But you wanted out. Okay.
Now you're in my situation.
You wanted to be different
Well, welcome to the great equalizer.
Uh, no, I-I had enough of this.
Call my wife.
Ca-call-call-call my office. I-I, cal-call...
Look, your kind thinks you're in control?
You make decisions for the rest of us
when you can't control yourself?
You make me sick!
- No phone calls for you! - Wha.. Why?
Take this joke to his cell
Get him out of my sight!
Oh.
[indistinct shouting]
(Ken) 'I want a lawyer!'
I.. Can you hear me? I want a lawyer!
I want a lawyer right now!
I want a lawyer right now!
[grunts]
[mumbles]
I'll confess!
Just tell me what I did!
(male #2) 'Your lady bailed you out.'
(Ken) 'Yeah, my wife, thank God.'
Where is she?
Real comedian.
So, Vinny.
Miss me?
Vinny?
He's all yours.
[intense music]
[instrumental music]
[instrumental music]
(Ken) Thanks for getting me out of that, uh... zoo.
'Well, my wife must have taken my daughter to school.'
You can just drop me off at the office.
[chuckling]
Come on, you can dump the act, man.
I'm not the cops, remember
Well, didn't the office send you to, uh, to get me?
You're not, uh..
You're not kidding, are you?
Look, uh..
I can't even focus, um..
What is your name again?
[scoffs] Veryf
It's Gina.
You love my name, remember?
That's my.. That's my daughters name.
Daughter? Wow!
Wait a minute, I've heard of jail shaking people up a bit
but, uh..
they really did a number on you.
Did they give you that suit?
[instrumental music]
Help you?
It's okay, Paul. It's me.
Who's me?
Franklin. Ken Franklin.
This is my spot. I'm here everyday.
You're Franklin, I'm Cinderella. Move it, ma'am.
Mr. Franklin will be in here soon.
Paul.
You ever have, uh..
one of those mornings?
Well, I've just had ten of 'em all rolled into one
so let's just cut the comedy, will you?
I don't have a sense of humor.
I am Ken Franklin. I work here.
Well, don't-don't any of you know me?
Franklin? Ken Franklin?
Hey. Hey, look. It's alright. Okay?
It's alright. I'll take him.
Down, Vinny. Down.
[chuckles] It's, uh..
it's, um, delayed stress.
It's a terrible, terrible thing.
Take me to my house.
My home.
[engine turns over]
[instrumental music]
[music continues]
Oh, thank God. Honey, I'm so glad to see you.
They let you home early from school today?
- Mommy! - What's the matter, honey?
You're angry because I didn't take you to school?
Go inside, honey.
- What do you want? - Oh, Cindy.
You're not gonna believe what happened to me today.
Who are you?
How'd you know my name?
[scoffs] What do you mean who am I?
I-I'm your husband.
Uh, look.
Cindy, I know we had a fight this morning
but this is getting so ridiculous.
Get out of here. Go away.
I'm not going anywhere.
This is my house.
I need help.
You're bothering my wife and kid?
Your wife and kid?
Take a hike.
[grunts]
Pretty please.
You're that guy.
[laughing]
You're that guy!
[grunts]
[music continues]
Ready when you are, Vinny.
[inaudible]
Where are we now?
Where do you think?
Well, surprise me.
Come on, Vinny. This is your house.
This is your empire. You built this.
Oh. Who is Vinny?
[instrumental music]
Vinny?
My lover.
[music continues]
Hey!
My keys.
Yeah.
You left them here this morning.
You left your wallet too.
They're over here.
[music continues]
These are my clothes.
(Gina) 'What did you expect?'
I don't know what to expect.
I've misplaced my life.
Oh. Cheer up.
You don't need to expect anything.
That's what I love about you.
You're so..
um, so spontaneous.
Mr. Adventure.
Uh, those pictures downstairs.
I-I looked happy in them. Was I happy when we took 'em?
Oh, yeah. Oh, you were very happy.
You had just hit a big score.
We were sailing off the Keys.
[laughs]
And then, then you said that your wife and kids
were suckers.
You haven't changed your mind, have you?
No.
No, I haven't changed it.
I've just lost it.
Completely.
[instrumental music]
Hey, this is mine.
Information's all wrong though.
It's... wrong address.
Not if it's this address, babe.
Oh.
Sorry about your headphones, but I told you
not to put them next to the bed
especially because you get so rough
when it comes time for bedtime.
Me? Rough?
Mm-hmm. You're an animal.
Sexual beast.
[moaning] Oh.
My poor little gem of a baby.
You just get into too much too soon.
Yeah, I never thought anything exciting
would ever happen to me.
I thought I'll just turn 50
and... it'd be all over.
Well, you don't have to worry about that happening to you now.
[moaning]
Because you're in all the way.
It doesn't matter if you're in all the way if you're lost.
[chuckles] Well, then let me help you out of the woods.
Alright.
[music continues]
He's all yours.
Humped, primed and ready.
Take him.
[music continues]
[instrumental music]
[instrumental music]
[instrumental music]
[gunshots]
[groaning]
[music continues]
Well, that was fast.
I told you his kind wouldn't be any trouble.
He wasn't.
[grunting]
[screaming]
I'm beginning to catch on with my new life.
You think I like the feeling of this weapon in my hand?
So don't do that again.
Just let me go!
I want answers.
Now..
who are you?
What's happening to me?
Who's doing this?
You did it to yourself.
Who's life am I living?
This isn't me.
It's not my life.
[chuckles] Don't you get it?
You've made Vinny what he is.
You made him up!
[panting]
[coughing]
Well, I-I-I was just 40 and I..
I was p-pushing 40.
I just, you know, felt like I was in a rud.
So I wanted to change.
So, I was.. So I'm supposed to die for it?
[car approaching]
They're all over the place.
What have you done to me?
(male #3) 'Ready, guys. Spread out. Keep your eyes open.'
Alright.
You want out. You can get out.
You can end it right now. It's all your choice.
(male #4) 'Look in here.'
[keys jingling]
Right here.
Keys to my car.
Why should I trust you?
Yeah?
Because I'm the only game in town, toots.
[dramatic music]
The car's out back.
Nobody waiting out there.
[laughing]
[number pad beeping]
He's taking the car.
Relax.
It'll be all over soon.
[sighs]
I gotta rest.
'Think.'
[sighs] Try my house again.
[indistinct noise]
[clicking]
(woman on radio) 'All units, high speed pursuit of suspect'
'proceeding into residential area.'
'Use caution. Repeat.'
'All units, high speed pursuit of suspect'
'proceeding into residential area.'
- Which is not my problem. - 'Use caution.'
(Ken) 'Wait a second.'
'Wait a second. This is my neighborhood.'
I'm home?
I-I was miles from here.
[police siren blaring]
[intense music]
[gasps]
Ah!
No brakes?
Bitch!
[car revving]
[music continues]
[sirens blaring]
[tires screeching]
[crashing]
[indistinct radio chatter]
This one is fine.
Let's check on the other guy.
[indistinct chatter]
Hey.
Hey!
What about me?
I'm hurt.
Hey!
[dramatic music]
He's finished.
[gasps]
Let's cover him up.
[gasping] No.
No, I'm alive.
I'm fine.
Hey, I'm right here!
I said, "I'm right here."
This isn't me.
This isn't me.
This isn't me. This isn't me.
This isn't me.
I'm alive.
This isn't me.
Don't you understand?
This isn't me.
I want my life back.
My old life.
My old life.
I want my old life back.
My old life.
(male #5) 'Clear.'
'Clear.'
[coughing]
We got him. He's back.
My old life. I want my old life back.
- My old life. - Oh, God.
[groans] Oh, Cindy.
Oh, Cindy, you're my wife, right?
Forever.
Oh, Ken. It-it was terrible.
- 'What happened?' - I was taking Gina to school.
And we saw you hit that car.
How's the car? The car.
The cops were on a high speed pursuit.
They chased the suspect, Vinny Lefia
through the intersection.
And he hit this man, Mr. Ken Franklin.
355, Elm Street.
'Radio it in.'
'Tell them we have a crash victim.'
'And the suspect was DOA.'
[dramatic music]
Remember, the life you save..
maybe your own.
[laughing]
[theme music]
[theme music]
[music continues]
[music continues]
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