Adventures in Babysitting Page #2
- TV-G
- Year:
- 2016
- 105 min
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have you done to my kitchen?
It's called baking.
Mom!
Dad promised to take me.
The Sirens are playing the Belles.
I'm sorry, honey.
It's not every day your mother's research
is honored by
the National Science Foundation.
Dad will take you to the next derby.
- We promise.
- We promise.
- Can you get our coats?
- Yes.
Mom, you promised
to taste my frosting.
In a minute.
I guess everyone in this family
breaks promises.
Come on, Roller Derby's lame.
You're lame!
Guys, don't start.
Hurry.
Jenny will be here any minute.
Ta-da!
Okay, bumblebee, I can't decide
if I would rather lose feeling
in my toes or my heels.
I told you to go
with the strappy sandals.
Excuse me, young lady.
What are you wearing?
- Lipstick.
- No. Do not be cute.
Those earrings
are very expensive, sweetie.
They're one of a kind.
But Mommy, everyone knows
diamonds are a must
with evening casual.
Off. Now.
If my sister can shave her head,
I should be able to wear diamonds.
What?
Emily Cooper,
what are you doing?
You little tattletale!
You don't have the right head shape
for a buzz cut.
Why don't I give you a buzz cut?
Okay, stop.
Sweetheart, your hair is beautiful
just the way it is.
I don't want you pulling
any of your pranks tonight,
and please be good for Jenny.
I'm too old for a babysitter.
Me, too.
Katy Cooper, freeze.
I thought diamonds were forever.
Oh, no.
This is not happening.
- Hello.
- Hey, Lola, what's up?
No, this isn't Lola.
I just... I have her phone.
Welt, are you coming
to the toga party tonight?
No, I don't wanna come to a toga party.
Toga, toga, toga!
Ugh!
Hey, dude, what's your name?
You're so cute.
Alison, what was that?
Lola? Helen Anderson.
So nice to meet you.
Please come on in.
I see that you've met Alison.
- So sweet.
- Yes.
So my niece was supposed to sit,
some silly concert in the city.
So how long have you known
our Jenny?
Oh, um...
Since forever.
We share a love
of geometry and children.
- Oh, how unique.
- Yeah.
Lola, this is Bobby.
He has to finish 100 cupcakes
for his junior chef
competition tomorrow.
- Taste my frosting.
- Sure.
Oh, dig that color, dude.
- It's the melted gummy worms.
- Smart.
Oh, Bobby, you didn't.
Mom, all the great chefs improvise.
with ordinary cupcakes.
It's not bad,
but you could kick it up a notch.
I know. It needs something.
I just have to find
the perfect ingredient.
Now, Trey is upstairs, grounded,
Alison is sulking
because of the Roller Derby,
and this little precious baby girl
is Lady Marmalade,
aren't you, my precious?
Yes, you are.
Now, she has a very big day tomorrow
at the Kennel Club,
so she needs complete relaxation,
and no stress.
No stress for my baby.
Now, very important.
The stove and the hot tub
are strictly off limits when we're gone.
Make sure that Bobby
returns the kitchen
to its pre-cupcake tidiness.
Tidiness? I'm creating.
And you would be my personal hero
if you could just toss in
- Laundry. I got it.
- Yes. Thank you, my dear.
Okay, here's the invite and my number.
- Oh, hi. I'm Hal Anderson.
- Lola.
- Nice to meet you.
- Hi.
Oh, no, we are not taking my
brand-new freshly detailed SUV
into the dirty, grimy city.
We're taking the sedan.
- You're the boss.
- Thank you.
Okay, Lola, here is my cell,
and the place we're going to be tonight.
Now, are you sure
Oh, my gosh, what am I saying?
Of course you can.
You were recommended by Jenny.
- She taught me everything I know.
- Great.
- Hi, Jen. Come on in.
- Hi.
Oh, Mr. Cooper, that's a nice tux.
Okay, honey. Honey.
She did it again.
- That's enough.
- Katy, sweetheart, what did I tell you
about glittering your father?
Okay, don't you worry.
You guys just go and have a great time.
Thank you, Jenny.
Now, would you please
say hello to Jenny?
Honestly. Look it, I left money
so you guys can go for ice cream.
Emily is banned from
doing anything to her hair.
- Katy is banned from my jewelry box.
- Great.
All right, am I forgetting anything?
My three-star party survival kit.
Mints, safety pins and emergency cash.
- Take care of our babies.
- I'll guard them with my life.
- We're going out.
- I know.
- Run! Just kidding.
- Yes.
Ooh, hot tub.
Hot tub out back?
- Yep.
- Cool.
Jailer Swift on the attack!
Whoa!
Out of my kitchen!
Fire! Lola, help!
Fire, fire. Help! Hurry.
Fire! Fire!
- What?
- Fire!
- Put out the fire!
- Uh, fire extinguisher?
Come on, quick!
- This is bad!
- Get the fire extinguisher.
Hello. Lola?
- No, AJ.
- AJ Anderson? It's Jenny Parker.
Why are you answering my phone?
It's the babysitter's phone.
- Babysitter?
- Yeah.
Your friend. I think her name's Lola.
AJ, sweetie, could you please
put the babysitter on the phone?
- She's busy.
- Doing what?
Putting out the fire.
The fire?
AJ, don't panic.
I'll be right there, okay?
Kids, we're going to the Andersons!
Trey Anderson?
Katy, let's go!
Katy, I mean now!
Come on, hurry!
Quick, quick, quick!
That was awesome.
Wait here, don't move.
I gotta get my camera out of the car.
Camera?
Hey, let me in, you little punks.
Unlock the door!
Unlock the door!
What in the world is going on here?
- Uh...
- What is on fire?
- Hey, girl, what's up?
- Girl?
What are you doing?
Babysitting. Obviously.
I can't believe this.
This is going to take forever to clean up.
Yeah, it Will.
You kids better get crackin'.
Us?
Hey, where's Trey?
Who's Trey?
He's searching
for tickets online?
Psychic Rockets tickets
at Tiny's Pawn Shop?
- He's going to a concert?
- That's awesome.
How could you let a 14-year-old kid
sneak out into the city?
I'm sorry, how is this my fault?
Babysitting rule number one.
Never take your eyes off the kids! Ever!
Okay, this is bad.
My name, my reputation,
is just down the drain.
Think, Jenny, think.
He has to get the tickets, right?
I'll drive into the city
and bring him back myself.
I know the city. I can get him.
You're the one who lost him.
Relax, girlfriend,
I'm just trying to help.
I'm not your girlfriend.
I'm not your friend, okay?
I don't even know you.
You don't? My mom thinks you do.
Uh, I mean, I was joking.
'Cause, like, I do know her.
We're just not besties.
Why don't we all go get Trey?
No. Your parents would kill me.
They'll kill you when they find out
a total stranger is watching us.
And who's gonna tell them?
Anybody have to go to the bathroom?
No, we can't.
Are you gonna fit all of us in your car?
Okay, but...
- I'll drive.
- I'll drive.
- I'll drive!
- I'll drive! Thanks.
Okay, we just got passed by a bicycle.
I am not adding a speeding ticket
and a stolen car to this disaster.
Can we stop
at the grocery store?
No, I told you. We're going to get Trey,
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