Costume Party Capers: The Incredibles Page #5

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I had to make some major modifications.

Sure it was difficult,

but you are worth it.

I mean, after all,

I am your biggest fan.

- Buddy?

- My name is not Buddy!

And it's not IncrediBoy either!

That ship has sailed.

All I wanted was to help you.

I only wanted to help!

And what did you say to me?

Fly home, Buddy. I work alone.

It tore me apart.

But I learned an important lesson.

You can't count on anyone.

Especially your heroes.

I was wrong to treat you that way.

I'm sorry.

See? Now you respect me,

because I'm a threat.

That's the way it works.

There's a lot of people,

whole countries who want respect.

And they will pay

through the nose to get it.

How do you think I got rich?

I invented weapons.

Now I have a weapon only I can defeat.

And when I unleash it, I'll get...

You sly dog!

You got me monologuing.

I can't believe it.

It's cool, huh? Zero-point energy.

I save the best inventions for myself.

Am I good enough now?

Who's super now?

I'm Syndrome! Your nemesis and...

Oh, brilliant!

All right, try this one on

for size, big boy.

Gazerbeam.

"Kronos?"

Life reading negative.

Mr. Incredible terminated.

This project has completely

confiscated my life, darling.

Consumed me as only hero work can.

My best work, I must admit.

Simple, elegant, yet bold.

You will die.

- E, I just...

- I did Robert's suit,

and it turned out so beautiful,

I had to continue.

It's great to see you, but I have

no idea what you're talking about.

- I just...

- Yes, words are useless.

Gobble, gobble, gobble.

Too much of it, darling. Too much!

That is why I show you my work.

That is why you are here.

Edna Mode.

And guest.

Come. Sit.

- Cream and sugar?

- Thanks.

- I started with the baby.

- Started?

Shh! Darling! I cut it a little

roomy for the free movement.

The fabric is comfortable

for sensitive skin,

and can also withstand

a temperature of over 1000 degrees.

Completely bulletproof.

And machine washable, darling.

That's a new feature.

What on earth do you think

the baby will be doing?

Well, I'm sure I don't know, darling.

Luck favors the prepared.

I didn't know the baby's powers,

so I covered the basics.

- Jack-Jack doesn't have any powers.

- No?

Well, he'll look fabulous anyway.

Your boy's suit I designed

to withstand enormous friction

without heating up or wearing out.

A useful feature.

Your daughter's suit was tricky.

I finally created a sturdy material that

will disappear completely as she does.

Your suit can stretch as far as you can,

without injuring yourself,

and still retain its shape.

Virtually indestructible...

...yet it breathes like Egyptian cotton.

As an extra feature, each suit contains

a homing device,

giving you the precise global location

of the wearer at the touch of a button.

Well, darling? What do you think?

What do I think?

Bob is retired! I'm retired!

Our family is underground.

You helped my husband resume

secret hero work behind my back?

Well, I assumed you knew, darling.

Why would he keep secrets from you?

He wouldn't. Didn't. Doesn't.

Men at Robert's age are often unstable.

Prone to weakness.

- What are you saying?

- Do you know where he is?

- Of course.

- Do you know where he is?

- Hey, hey. We got a man down!

- Come on, let's go.

Are you okay? What happened?

Break surveillance

and engage. Continuing sweep...

- Insuricare.

- Oh, hello. This is Helen Parr.

Bob Parr is my husband.

I was wondering if you could give me

the number of the hotel he's staying at?

The number I have is no good.

- Mr. Parr no longer works here.

- What do you mean?

He's on a business trip.

A company retreat.

My records say he was terminated

almost two months ago.

So, you don't know where he is.

Would you like to find out?

I am such an idiot.

I let this happen, you know.

The new sports car, the getting

in shape, the blond hair, the lies.

Yes, he attempts to relive the past.

Now I'm losing him! What'll I do?

What'll I do?

What are you talking about?

You are Elastigirl! My God!

Pull yourself together.

What will you do?

Is this a question?

Show him you remember

that he is Mr. Incredible,

and you will remind him who you are!

Well, you know where he is.

Go! Confront the problem! Fight! Win!

And call me when you get back, darling.

I enjoy our visits.

There's lots of leftovers

that you can reheat.

Make sure Dash does his homework.

And both of you, get to bed on time.

I should be back tonight. Late.

You can be in charge that long,

can't you?

Yeah. But why am I in charge again?

Nothing.

Just a little trouble with Daddy.

You mean Dad's in trouble,

or Dad is the trouble?

I mean either he's in trouble,

or he's going to be.

What's that?

Where'd you get that, Mom?

You made a cool outfit?

Hey, are those for us?

We all get cool outfits?

Dash! You come back here this moment!

Hey, Snug. Thanks for getting back.

I know this is short notice,

but I was hoping that I could...

- What are these?

- Look, I'm The Dash!

- The Dash likes.

- Just a second.

- Take that off before somebody sees.

- You're packing one just like it.

- Are you hiding something?

- Please. I'm on the phone...

- Dash!

- This is yours. It's specially made.

- What's going on?

- You're not coming! I gotta pack!

What makes you think it's special?

I don't know. Why'd Mom try to hide it?

Snug, I'm calling

in a solid you owe me.

- What do you need?

- A jet. What do you got that's fast?

Let me think.

Island approach.

India Golf niner-niner checking in.

VFR on top. Over.

Island tower,

this is India Golf niner-niner

Requesting vectors to the initial.

Easy, Helen. Easy. Easy, girl.

You're overreacting. Everything's fine.

They're just all getting coffee.

At the same time. Yeah.

You sir, truly are "Mr. Incredible".

I was right to idolize you.

I always knew you were tough,

but tricking the probe

by hiding under the bones

of another super? Oh, man!

I'm still geeking out about it!

And then you had

to just go and ruin the ride.

I mean, Mr. Incredible calling for help?

"Help me, help me."

Lame, lame, lame.

- All right, who did you contact?

- Contact? What are you talking about?

I am referring to last night

at 2307 hours

while you were snooping around.

You sent out a homing signal.

I didn't know about the homing device.

And now a government plane

is requesting permission to land here.

- Who did you contact?

- I didn't send for a plane.

Play the transmission.

- India golf checking in.

- Helen!

So you do know these people.

Well, then, I'll send them

a little greeting.

- Ow!

- Violet!

It's not my fault.

Dash ran away,

I knew I'd get blamed for it.

That's not true!

You said, "Something's up with Mom.

We have to find out what.

...and it's not my fault!

- Hundred percent all-yours idea!

Wait a minute.

You left Jack-Jack alone?

- Of course we got a sitter.

- We got someone, Mom.

- We wouldn't do that.

- Thanks a lot!

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