The Willoughbys Edit

A family legacy of tradition, invention, creativity and courage.

A folded piece of shiny paper?

A great man with a great home must have a great family.

A ha! Punch it.

A ha. Unclimbable Alp, they say.

A nanny knows things,

A proper meal for a proper family.

A proper three syllable name, like, uh... oh, Taffeta!

A well timed cat's...

After all we've been through, you abandon us? Oh!

Against all odds, the Willoughby children still had determination...

Ah, Sveetzerlünd. You're gonna love it there, Ruthie.

Ah! Not the candy crusher.

Ah. Exquisite.

All I wanted was to be a great Willoughby with a great family.

All kids love oats.

All my folks ever did for me

All right, you kids go pee. I'll be right back with the oats.

All they gave him was his name.

Although, I was six days old when I left.

And a cat. Get over it, yeah?

And as such, it can't end like this, can it?

And babies are the most childish children of all!

And by "they," I mean these two.

And by the looks of it, they never will be.

And can we empty it so I can sit in it?

And hope.

And I'm not leaving here without a Willoughby.

And love each other through thick and thin and it all ends happily ever after...

And maybe not wear a candy suit, you know? It's a lot.

And no one would ever have to go to the coal bin again...

And now you expect us to rear another child?

And once we're down there, we need you so that we can all stay together.

And plop herself down in your nanny cup?

And she's not a Linda.

And stole her phone?

And stuck in a coal bin while you get to play with orphans and eat meatloaf?

And that sweet woman that you insulted with your rude birth is Mother.

And this nanny knows these messed up Willoughbys left a baby on your doorstep.

And we always ate together... at tables, like a family,

And while they didn't get everything they wanted...

And you.

And you.

Another trespasser!

Any chance they survived that?

Any time, tiny girlfriend.

Are we getting close?

Are you harboring a raccoon again?

Are you wearing toilet paper again?

Aren't these pointy hats splendid, snugglebug?

As a Willoughby, I demand you leave our home.

As for the children, let me take care of them.

At least he's got a box.

Aww, Skinny Bones.

Aww. Unfortunately, these Willoughby kids would soon get some disturbing news

Ball burner.

Barnabys, what's going on?

But aren't good nannies expensive?

But how?

But I came back,

But I just couldn't bear to break your weird little hearts.

But I locked you up in your room.

But I'm so hungry I just want to eat my own tongue.

But it's not all bad. At least they ate every family meal together.

But my home!

But remember, this is an old fashioned story,

But she was a baby, and babies are the most childish children, so...

But the best stories are always in the windows where nobody looks.

But these Willoughby kids can't.

But they be perfect.

But this story got to me.

But we got there in the end.

But we have each other.

But we orphaned ourselves. We will unorphan ourselves.

But what if we didn't? It's like in the books.

But you ate all of yesterday's food yesterday.

But you need us to get down this alp,

Bye!

Bye!

Call me Phil.

Can I pull it?

Candy! I'm Commander Melanoff, and I live in the land of fun!

Cannibals will feast unless they freeze in glacial ice,

Change is hard. I've been there. I think maybe you just need to eat.

Charcuterie mouse!

Check it out.

Climbed the unclimbable.

Code Blue! She's not a real Phil!

Come on. Come on.

Commander, get us out of here. It's too cold to be mushy.

Darn it!

Definitely frozen.

Delicious dirigible.

Delicious lobster on a bed of coal! Ta da!

Determination, imagination, hope.

Did you fly in on the east wind or the west?

Do it.

Do not return till that thing is gone!

Do the hula, my love. [purring]

Do you honestly think she's just gonna walk right in here

Do you live here alone, or...

Do you remember that book about beasts with all the drawings

Do you think Nanny will be mad we snuck out and ran off with the dirigible

Does not come down.

Doesn't compare to the mounds of love we've climbed, sweet Mother.

Doesn't matter how good you are, does it? The world can be a pretty cold place.

Don't look in there.

Don't?

Easy.

Eating fancy rainbow food with your friends.

End of the rainbow? How far is that?

Escapes a juvenile detention center. The hunt for his

Even the wet bits.

Everybody, come on!

Explorers and aviators, artists and poets!

Faster, guys!

Father, we've made a horrible mistake.

Fear not, skinny orange boy, for I am your nanny!

Fill her up, buddy.

First off, too many levers.

For love.

From generation to generation to generation.

Gate, schmate. Phil ain't no sheep.

Get in here, you little mushroom heads.

Get it off! Get it off!

Go to the coal bin!

Go, Linda, before these children hurt you more.

Good day, sir.

Good day, sir.

Good morning, we're going to stop our parents from killing themselves.

Got a box like an orphan.

Gotcha! [grunts]

Gotcha.

Grandy dandy!

Great Edmund, enjoy thy wall.

Ha ha.

Hang on, Willoughbys!

Happy now?

Having childish needs.

He wanted his old fashioned Willoughby life back.

He who goes up...

He'll be all right. Maybe.

He's not an orphan.

Hear it in my voice, okay?

Heaters. Fire. [howls]

Hello, I'm an orphan in need of service.

Hello, we'd like to sell our old fashioned house.

Help who? Our parents? We can't trust her. Remember this, Nanny?

Help! I don't wanna go! Let me out! Let me out! [yells]

Her what ifs? No more.

Here to serve the little children.

Here to service all your childish needs. I cook, clean... [sing song] sing!

Here, son, catch!

Hey!

Hey! Barnabys, give me back my orphan.

Hi, beast. I'm Jane.

Hidden away from the modern world in their old fashioned home.

Hiya, Mel.

Hmm...

Hmph!

Hmph. Not hungry. [grunts]

Homes will be allocated. Schools will be assigned.

Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot.

How are you... Oh. Parents, I got this. I got this.

How could something so tiny make so much poop?

How dare you?

How did they get the tiny people in the box?

How do you propose we discard of two insidious grown ups?

How will we restore honor to House Willoughby

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh? [screams]

Huh? My name is Mother. Who is this Jane?

Huh? What

Huh...

Hungry for freedom.

Hurry, kids. Stick with me. Come on.

Hurry! [grunting]

I accept your apology.

I am an orphan and I do what I want.

I am the Willoughby beast. Enter my home and I shall feast!

I call it Melanoff meatloaf!

I called Orphan Services for help, but

I can't knit!

I can't knit.

I can't see a thing.

I did warn you this story wasn't all fluffy and fuzzy.

I didn't mean

I do not predict leftovers.

I don't think so.

I guess we all need love. Even me.

I have no choice but to put you in...

I hear your childish needs, and as man of the house, I will provide.

I hope you're a nice beast because, um, we're nice.

I knew Phil had a sweet car!

I knit, you provide. It's simple.

I know where we can find the perfect home. Follow me.

I know you can do this, Skinny Bones. Now eat.

I know you miss your old fashioned parents.

I know you're hungry, but Willoughbys do not beg for food.

I know, narrators aren't supposed to get involved, but just a little nudge.

I left you kids there alone. I ran away.

I loaf it.

I love your factory. I need your factory. Give me your factory.

I mean, I never thought they'd fall for it. Did you?

I mean, next thing you know, she's going off to college, she could...

I mean, she could be the next president.

I mean, this is Darwinism at work, isn't it?

I mean... [laughs nervously] Yes, Mother. Don't!

I need your help.

I really hope we're doing the right thing.

I should have told you they were selling the house.

I think we know what that means, right, Tim?

I thought it was a rhinoceros.

I thought you were driving, darling.

I told you this story would be exciting.

I want her to stay.

I want to tell them how great their kids are.

I was building this all night 'cause I really wanted to help.

I was hired by your loving parents.

I was just trying to be a good nanny.

I will be free.

I would love that. [giggles]

I wouldn't call them angels, exactly.

I'd like to report a bad nanny.

I'll always know where to find you. At the end of the rainbow.

I'll show you around. Fantastic mouse hunting here.

I'm all in! [laughing]

I'm busting you out.

I'm glad you had fun, Tim.

I'm going.

I'm just a Will not be.

I'm just along for the ride, in this cone.

I'm not judging.

I'm really scared. Are you scared, Barnabys? 'Cause I'm scared.

I'm sorry.

I'm sure your folks loved it.

I'm the narrator, by the way.

I'm your father,

I've got no qualifications, but a cheery disposition.

I've read about nannies. What kind of nanny are you?

I've seen happy families, supportive families, functional families. Ugh.

I've stared into a lot of windows, okay?

Ice to see you.

If it is, run. Different directions, zigzaggy and stuff.

If only there was a way that we could reach across time and space

If they do not melt in the hottest places on Earth...

If we are not living in the Willoughby house?

If we leave these children here alone, they'll ruin everything.

If you ever need a candy factory, or Ooh! [laughing]

If you need love, I beg of you, find it elsewhere. Thank you.

Is it a some or a thing?

Is it more of a some or more of a thing?

Isn't it wonderful? The perfect home.

It is some and a thing. Go!

It was beautiful, Jane.

It's a costume. I was...

It's a good thing I hung up, then.

It's almost like...

It's hopeless.

It's like the Willoughby massacre of 1775

It's okay. Stay together. Come on. Come on. Don't panic. [gasps]

It's time for this candy man to become a family man,

It's what we've always dreamed of.

James, that peach fellow's parents were eaten by a hippo.

Jane, are you seriously suggesting

Jane, please.

Jane! No, no, no.

Jane! You know our parents hate children,

Jane?

Jane?

Jane? Twins?

Jane...

Jane's hosts believed in the healing power of music.

Just imagine what that lucky orphan's life will be like.

Keep up, honey, keep up!

Leave me, Phil, to my short panted guilt.

Let me off. Let me off! [grunts]

Let the greatness begin.

Let us get blowing, brother brother.

Let's face it. This Willoughby family isn't great,

Let's go!

Let's jump ahead a few months,

Like me, really.

Linda? Is that you?

Look at 'em. Boring people living boring lives.

Look at them, a perfectly imperfect family.

Look at this. Ruthie wants to help. [laughs]

Look, the Orphan Service lady said that if our biological parents return,

Look, these kids needed a change. Y'know?

Look, we are not a perfect family.

Look, we sailed a candy dirigible over an ocean,

Look! The yarn leads right to...

Looky, looky.

Love.

May we have food?

Maybe hairless Tim wants something new.

Maybe it was the dark and stormy night, maybe I've looked in one too many windows,

Maybe we shouldn't

Me, too. Definitely hear something.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.

Mother, Mother, Mother, Mother. [echoing] Mother, dear!

Mother, where did you learn to drive?

Mother's balls! This was... you?

Mother's yarn!

Mustache.

My fault? Wha

My head protector.

Nanny goes here, in the nanny cup.

Nanny is working for our parents, and now she's brainwashed Jane.

Nanny, don't. Please!

Nanny, hands on the wheel, please.

Nanny?

Nanny?

Nanny? You're an orphan?

Never trust a nanny.

No children allowed! [chuckles]

No children allowed.

No need to hurry. We got the drums, baby. We got the drums.

No sign of them.

No visibility.

No, I love you so much, little brother.

No, I mean, I was. I mean... I...

No, Jane.

No, look down.

No, no

No, no, no, no!

No, no, no. Oh!

No, no, no. They have parents. You leave them alone.

No, thank you.

No!

No!

No! [grunts]

No! Getting rid of an orphan is one thing.

No. [breathing heavily]

No. Giving a baby to them is like locking a puppy up in a cage.

No. Stop. Wait.

No...

Nope! Nothing works.

Not far. Right, orphan friend?

Not great. Oh, look at them over there, chewing food in their mouths,

Not this one.

Not without a little help.

Nothing will stop us from adventuring, Mother. [giggles]

Now be ruthless and say goodbye.

Oats love walking. Come on, oats.

Of course we are, Jane.

Of teeth and claws and huge piles of half eaten kids?

Oh oh.

Oh, blimey, those are sharp scissors. Watch the eyes!

Oh, boy, orphan in an oat cart? I've never heard of such a thing.

Oh, children can be so, so cruel.

Oh, come on, Tim. All nannies know how to pick a lock.

Oh, dear.

Oh, diddly doodle. [grunts]

Oh, Father, I do so love adventuring with you.

Oh, Father, I'm going to starve. [whimpers]

Oh, Father, maybe we were wrong. We can do better.

Oh, Linda.

Oh, Mother, sweet. [shushing]

Oh, Mother, sweets.

Oh, mushy buns, I do love seeing the world with you.

Oh, my! I love puppies.

Oh, my.

Oh, no, no, no!

Oh, no, no, no. Not again. You trespassers! Stay!

Oh, no, you won't.

Oh, no!

Oh, no! We're losing power!

Oh, not again.

Oh, pity party, huh? Guess I didn't get my invitation.

Oh, taking in an orphan.

Oh, thank you, Nanny. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Oh, the ordeal is over. Let us return to our home.

Oh, the service for orphans.

Oh, they've been found, mister.

Oh, this is the worst home ever. Poor little orphan.

Oh, Tim.

Oh, we would eat at a table like the great Willoughbys of old.

Oh, yeah. And here's what that Nanny wrote back.

Oh, you are my muse, flipsy poop. Mmm.

Oh, you are Tim,

Oh, you did?

Oh, you look ridiculous.

Oh! You want Mother to have yarn, don't you?

Oh.

Oh.

Oh. Willough...

Okay, humans, calm down. Don't get all sensitive.

Okay, it's a bit dark, but, uh, y'know.

Okay, then, what if I go?

Okay, yeah.

Okay.

Okay.

Once an orphan, always an orphan.

Oof!

Ooh!

Ooh.

Ooh. I get it.

Open house tomorrow. I'm gonna sell your home.

Or dissolve in fields of acid first.

Or paint the next Mona Lisa. Fly an airplane to the moon.

Orphan Services? No, you shouldn't have called them!

Orphans?

Our mustaches would grow long,

Out. Ruth has rainbow food at her place and

Outside? But... [whimpering] I've never...

Piranhas!

Please don't eat our faces.

Plugged into the Internet, their little brains flooded with...

Pollyanna's died of cholera in India.

Poor Nanny tucked her tail and ran away from her past.

Precisely. A romantic getaway, hiding deadly orphaning opportunities.

Put me in sideways.

Rainbow food? This place has everything.

Rainbows have treasure at the end, don't they?

Rescue? Us?

Rubbery arms!

Run, Mother. Run as fast as you can.

Ruth moved in and she needs a lot of attention.

Ruth? You're not candy.

See? They want me.

Self taught.

Shall we? For love.

She can't just eat candy for the rest of her life.

She could be a doctor. Maybe she'll write the next Moby Dick,

She has to go. But how? Perhaps another brochure.

She's stealing an orphan.

She's working for our still alive parents!

Shh! They're still awake.

Shh.

Shh. Almost there.

Simply divine.

Since that happened.

Skinny Bones.

So as long as we stick together, we'll be okay.

So there is no food left over for... Jane!

So they're soft enough we won't choke a child?

So, you're like the real Commander Melanoff? You're famous?

Sold? [gasps]

Sometimes, you're the cat. Sometimes, you're the mouse.

Son, you insist on bothering us with your childish needs.

Sorry. Sorry. But you guys have bad parents.

Speaking of folks, where are they?

Still, it is a mustache.

Such a magnificent mustache. This is the perfect home.

Sure, you screwed up.

Sveetzerlünd.

T A F F E

Thank you.

That gives our insidious parents exactly what they want.

That sounds sweet.

That their parents were still alive.

That was a great day out.

That was our parents.

That's a corkscrew.

That's a rotten place for a hairless kid in short trousers, innit?

That's a yowl. A beastly yowl.

That's not true. We want her.

That's preposterous.

That's you? Your voice?

The Barnabys were cared for in a modern home,

The beast is loose!

The best stories are the hard ones, y'know?

The brochure?

The coal bin? I was gonna say time out.

The house is open! Buy it. Buy it. Buy it. Buy it.

The land of chocolate, cheese and knives.

The Reprehensible Travel Agency.

The twins mostly do stuff here.

The Unclimbable Alp...

The Waddingtons.

The Walters,

The yarn!

Their greatness passed down like their magnificent facial hair

Then I guess we're cool...

Then Ruth heard your jolly jingle.

There it is.

There they are. Hidden.

There you go. Phew.

There. Look.

These children, always wanting.

These hopeful people were about to get caught in the war of the Willoughbys.

These poor kids. Alone, scattered, lost.

They could be anywhere up

They do make a mess of things.

They have sullied it so much. [yelps]

They need you and you need them.

They say that love conquers all. It does for these two.

They stole our dandy dirigible.

They're a family.

They're gone? We did it.

Think about how great our family could be if they were gone.

This factory isn't baby proofed.

This family's story is weird, you know,

This is my city. I've seen it all.

This is... a terrible idea.

This isn't the film for you, okay?

This looks like the bad part of town.

This way.

Those pitons add such brawn to your manly feet.

Tim resisted change, running away from well meaning families like the Wilsons,

Tim was in a box.

Tim, are you okay?

Tim, I might work for your parents, but my duty is to look after you guys.

Tim, is that from the wall?

Tim, she needs a home, and if we don't help her,

Tim, Tim, Tim.

Tim, what do we do now?

Tim, you have to try this. It's so good. Way better than that wall lobster.

Tim?

To home! [grunts and yells]

To Sveetzerlünd.

Told you I know a good story when I see one.

Told you this would work out.

Tonight.

Traitorous Willoughbys. More like Will not be's.

Ugh!

Ugh. Do we really have to save them?

Ugh. Go home. I'm afraid so.

Ugh. I wish we had a home like Ruth,

Uh, don't touch that.

Uh, see here. Old fashioned homes go for a lot these days. [chuckles]

Uh, yeah.

Uh, you could always use the Internet.

Uh...

Um, uh... Tim, wait!

Um, yes.

Unclimbable, but not unflyable.

Unfortunately, Mother, our adventuring is soon to be over. We are broke.

Unless they wanted coal.

Unless thou be a Willoughby!

Until this one.

Until your biological parents return, you are officially orphans.

Wait a minute. Commander Melanoff is real?

Wait, are you the angels who brought her to me?

Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. Wait. Walk.

Wait. We could have all of that.

Warm thy Willoughby self.

Was lick my eyeballs open, sent me packin'.

We are getting rid of it at once.

We became a family?

We can put all the family photos right there.

We can send them away. What if we orphaned ourselves?

We can stay together.

We can't just leave her outside. It's not safe.

We climbed the unclimbable,

We could be great again.

We could get them a nanny.

We did not orphan ourselves so you could go toodle doodling,

We don't need no helicopters. We're family.

We followed it up. We can follow it back down.

We followed the rainbow into the storm.

We found her outside, living in a box. She's an orphan.

We got rid of her.

We have come to your rescue.

We have really bad parents.

We have reason to believe a bad nanny is harboring orphans.

We have saved the deadliest spot for last...

We have to build something to get us to Sveetzerlünd.

We have to get her before she has a sugar crash.

We have to get them back.

We have to stay warm.

We must be quiet while Mother and Father are still

We orphan ourselves. Yes!

We shall craft a murderous adventure

We should kick them out.

We should not be trespassing. Disturbing this great man's work.

We tried to find her a home, but no one ever wanted her.

We used to be great.

We wanted, um, to orphan ourselves.

We were soldiers and scientists, kings and philosophers,

We will be.

We're all going to freeze out here if we don't find them.

We're as bad as our parents,

We're not even a good family.

We're not the Willoughbys without your what ifs.

We're orphans. For real.

We've lost it all.

Welcome. Right this way.

Well done, Willoughbys. Today, we saved our home!

Well, I could, actually. I'm a great sleeper.

Well, I love her and nobody's gonna take her away from me.

Well, I mean, "Find an orphan you don't know, call "

Well, if you ate your oats, Tim...

Well, if you ever need help, you know who to call.

Well, maybe. [laughs] I do make every tasty treat myself.

Well, we do know where they're heading.

Well, you know.

Well, you've been on the Internet.

Wha...

What are they doing here?

What are you doing, you idiots? [yelling indistinctly]

What do you mean, no? We have to hurry.

What happened to our library?

What if I call you Barnaby A?

What if there are... wolves?

What if we became orphans?

What if we didn't leave them here alone? Huh?

What if we dress a Barnaby up like food

What if we gave her a name?

What if you accept my apology?

What if you did?

What if you stop getting me into trouble

What if you stop telling me what to do?

What if... I say I am sorry?

What is in my box?

What is it?

What kind of a beast yowls like that?

What the Willoughby?

What the Willoughby?

What? Back up the abuse caboose. Where'd you get rid of a baby?

What? Don't look at me like that.

What? Father?

What? Hey!

What? No, Skinny Bones! [scoffs]

What? Tim!

What? You sing?

What? You're skipping the cheese plate?

What's in the box?

Whee!

When I say "old fashioned," I mean they go back a long way.

When this loving and perfect marriage produced...

When you say it like that, I do wanna be taken care of.

Where every Willoughby had a mustache, even the women.

Where the Willoughby are you going?

Where we didn't have to steal food and nobody would say,

Which is more than I can say for... you know.

Who

Who keep sullying our great Willoughby name.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. You took in an orphan?

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa! Fun. Ooh, what's this one do?

Whoa.

Whoa.

Whoa. Where you going? [laughs]

Whoo!

Whoo!

Whoo! [exclaims]

Why are you being all evil?

Why aren't we using the helicopter?

Why in the world would your parents ever put you in a coal bin?

Will they reach their parents in time? Dunno. I'm in a cone!

Willoughby red. Human fibers. Silky smooth. Father's tardigrades.

With great responsibility comes great mustache.

With or without parents.

Wolves?

Wow! What a mystery. It's like we're in a book.

Y'know, never look back.

Yay! The perfect home.

Yeah, I am.

Yeah, we did. [sighs]

Yeah!

Yeah! Nice!

Yeah. Cracking idea, Tim.

Yes, great one.

Yes, I am, but it

Yes, I know they're despicable, but they're the only ones we've got.

Yes, Mother. So we'll hire a not good nanny for cheap.

Yes!

Yes.

Yes. Because re orphaning her makes us the ruthless Willoughbys.

Yes. Well, I did.

You are punished!

You call your mother names, and you expect us to feed you?

You can't.

You could call me. You know, I'm a nanny.

You did this.

You disrespect my oats, you disrespect me.

You do not tell your mother what to do not do!

You don't have to love us, but will thou be our parents again?

You eat our food, sleep in our coal bin

You eat yesterday's food.

You found her in a box? We leave her in a box.

You guys are like little baby Albert Einsteins but with weirder hair.

You heard my song? Wow.

You know, I have no choice but to put you in a time out.

You know, it is nice to see Linda taking initiative.

You know? And then you're gonna have to go to the White House

You lied about Nanny. You made me get rid of Ruth.

You make me spin whirlybird style.

You mean had.

You mean, back to that old fashioned home?

You must. You like the sweaters.

You see, I've grown fond of her childish needs.

You think oats grows in fields, Phil?

You! Big haired lady. [grunts] Give me back my baby!

You're a mean, mustacheless, short panted

You're not going to like it, but what if we get our parents back?

You're the orphan.

Your baby? I don't think so, sugar daddy.

Zigzag. Zigzag. It's not working. [whimpering]

...punished! Yes!

"See the world." See the world?

[agent over phone] Orphan Services. Oh, uh...

[all gasp] Except for the factory.

[all gasping] Look at that.

[baby coos] Huh?

[baby giggles] I can't knit!

[baby shrieks] [screams]

[baby yowls] [Mother and Father scream]

[baby yowls] [yells] Get it off. Get it off.

[barks] Do it!

[Barnaby A] Hot! [Barnaby B] Get the hot.

[Barnaby A] I'm scared. [Barnaby B] Definitely scared.

[Barnaby A] It's a candy factory! [Barnaby B] So many machines.

[Barnaby A] Tim? [Barnaby B] Jane?

[Barnaby A] Wanna hug Nanny. [Barnaby B] Huggy.

[Barnaby A] Whoo hoo! [Barnaby B] Hello, outside!

[Barnaby B] Now it's pointy. [Barnaby A] And she looks younger.

[Barnaby B] Scary book! [grunts]

[Barnaby] Factory! Barnabys!

[Barnaby] Get it! What is that?

[Barnaby] Hug us will all six arms. [kids sigh]

[Barnaby] It's a nannapult, Tim. Nannapult?

[Barnaby] Not a tree! It's parents!

[Barnabys gasp] Loving?

[Barnabys groan] How?

[Barnabys laughing] Yay! I knew you were good.

[Barnabys] And her purse. She is definitely mad.

[Barnabys] Ooh! [Tim] Barnabys!

[bleating] [screams]

[both gasp] Wow!

[both shivering] Sweater.

[both] Orphans! [exclaims]

[both] Sorry, Tim. Barnabys, orphan.

[both] Yes, Jane. Ah, Barnabys.

[both] You got it, Jane. Barnabys, thing.

[both] You got it, Tim. Barnabys.

[cell door opens] [guard] Oat time.

[cell phone chimes] Must be the Commander texting already.

[choir] ♪ Buying this house ♪ We be great.

[choir] ♪ Ooh, photos ♪ We could be so happy here.

[choir] ♪ Ooh, roses ♪ Big sister, I love you so much.

[choir] ♪ Tingle ♪ [all chuckling]

[chuckles] [Ruth coos]

[cooing] [Father shushing]

[cooing] Barnabys, catch her.

[coos and giggles] [Nanny] Okay, but...

[coos] [Tim] Shh!

[creature laughs] They'll hear you.

[creature sucking] [Tim whimpering]

[creature yowls] Remember, twins, zigzaggy.

[deflating stops] [all] Huh.

[doorbell rings] [man angrily] Who disturbs my work?

[doorbell rings] Jane!