Emelie Page #3

- Can we come, too?

- I don't wanna go.

No, you guys know the rules.

Just me and Anna.

- Please?

- Yeah, he's right. We're too little.

- You know, that's just rude.

- Fine.

- I don't wanna go. I don't wanna go.

- We'll all go. Come on.

No. I'm not going.

I don't wanna see the python! Please!

- Can I hold the mouse?

- No.

- Please.

- Nope.

- Can I feed the snake?

- Nope.

- Why not?

- Because you suck.

Hey. Jake.

In the wild, these animals are hunters.

They always devour their prey alive.

Warm.

This is cold.

But this...

- is warm.

- Admiral Wubbles?

What's he doing here?

Tonight I think Drake

deserves a special treat.

- Cool!

- No. No, no.

- Drake's gonna eat Sally's hamster?

- No, he is not!

You know, I've never seen Drake

eat anything that big, Sal.

- That's not funny!

- Let's see.

- No!

- Hey!

- Yeah, yeah, you wanna get him?

- Get out the way! Move it, Jacob!

Nope. No. Can't get pass me.

- Christopher, what are you...

- No, no, no! Christopher, no!

Get him out! Stop! Stop!

Get him outta there, Jake!

- Yeah, we should get him out...

- Wait. Just watch.

He's scared.

No!

Get him out!

Let go!

Get off of me!

Do something, Jake! Please!

Let go!

No!

I'm sorry, Sal.

Don't be sorry.

Everyone dies at some point.

Okay, I'm really bad

at keeping this secret.

I was gonna wait till dessert but...

since you busted out the champagne...

Happy anniversary.

Alright. Coupons for those mittens

that I wanted to get, right?

- Slippers?

- Open it.

The Nascar Sprint Cup?

Two seats. 'Pit terrace,'

the guy aid those were the best.

Yeah. Yeah. They are the best.

- How did you... How did you even...

- Don't worry about it.

I've been putting away for this

for a while. I got hooked up.

And you deserve it.

You deserve it.

You're the best.

You know who's gonna

freak out about this? Pete.

He's gonna flip his lid

when he hears about this.

He's been talking about this

for three or four months now.

I was kinda thinking you might take, Jake.

Yeah.

- Of course... it's stupid of me...

- I mean... it's not stupid.

...not think about taking Jake. I just...

You just haven't had a lot

of time together lately.

I think he needs it.

And I thought that would be

a fun way to spend time together.

Screw Pete.

Hey. Come on, look who's here.

Look who's here.

You want him?

It's okay.

We'll get more Wubbles.

Wipe away the tears.

Wipe away them!

Come on, wipe away those tears.

Where's the big Sally I know?

Where is she?

Where is the old Sal?

Soaked.

Where is the old Sally I know?

Where is she? Is she still here?

Kids, movie time.

Come on. It's movie time!

It's movie time.

- Come on.

- What are we watching?

I hate movies.

I don't know what's wrong,

it won't turn off...

No, you're with me.

- Jake, where are you going?

- Bathroom.

- It's Mommy.

- That's not Mommy.

What are you doing to me?

Oh, my God.

Just trying out the camera.

Get over here.

I want to take your pants off.

Daddy's naked!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God, you're so hard right now.

Jacob!

Jacob!

Howie?

Howie?

- Go to bed, Jacob.

- Mrs. Parker?

Howie's had his walkie taken away.

Supposed to be doing his homework

and he's out doing God-knows-what.

Go to bed, Jacob.

Mrs. Parker, there's something wrong

with the new babysitter.

Mrs. Parker?

Crap.

That's private!

Alright.

Well, I think it's time for bed.

Come on, babe.

"Once upon a time...

in a faraway land lived a mama bear

and her little cubbie.

They lived in a cave in a snowy forest.

Mama bear loved her cubbie so much.

He made her smile in a way

mama bear never thought she could.

- Mama bear worked very..."

- This book is strange.

You're strange, Sally.

"Mama bear worked very hard to pay..."

- It's my night to pick the story!

- Then shut up and listen!

- Is that my mom's bracelet?

- Get out! Get out!

You get out!

"Mama bear worked real hard

to pay for food, and the cave.

When she came home at night

and saw her cubbie's chubby little face,

it just made it all worth it.

And then one day mama bear

made a mistake...

and her cubbie died.

This made mama bear very sad.

She missed her cubbie so much...

that her mind cracked.

It didn't break, it didn't break.

It just cracked.

And then mama met a skinny hyena.

His mind was cracked

worse than mama bear's

but he liked her a real lot

and said he'd help her

make a new cubbie...

but it didn't work.

Mama bear's insides were twisted shut...

and the rulers of the kingdom

wouldn't give mama bear a new cubbie,

even when she asked nice."

That's mean.

I think so, too.

"Mama bear and the skinny hyena were angry

and they got into some trouble,

so they decided to escape to a new land

and become new animals.

And began their search for a new cubbie.

But it couldn't just be any cubbie.

It had to be her cubbie.

And then they searched..."

What happens next?

I don't know.

What do you think should happen?

I want mama bear to find a new cubbie

so that she can smile like that again.

She's trying.

Jacob, Sally, time for bed!

Hey, Sal.

Sal, what are you doing?

Get into your pj's.

It's Daddy's gun.

Don't.

The babysitter left it out.

She's no babysitter.

No real babysitter

would give us a gun to play with.

Or show us private movies.

Her name's not even Anna.

What?

It's Emelie.

Who's Emelie?

You're a liar...

and I know it.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Are you gonna shoot me?

Shoot me.

Shoot me!

What you guys doing?

Nothing.

Give me the gun.

- Can't you just leave us alone?

- I'm not gonna say it twice.

- Christopher.

- Christopher!

- Hey. Hey.

- It's not a toy, Christopher!

Hey, give me the gun.

No escape from Chase Hunter.

Give Mommy the gun.

I knew it was you.

No! Hey! No, no, no, no. Stop. Stop!

Stop. Okay?

Inside. Christopher? Christopher!

I do not know who that is

but I do not want to hear one word

about all the games we've been playing.

- I've been nice to you guys so far.

- You haven't been nice at all.

That is what happens when you misbehave.

Now I want you to stay here and be quiet

until I come back, do you understand?

Do you understand!

Who are you?

I'm the babysitter.

No, you're not.

Of course I am. Who are you?

I'm Maggie. You know,

the Thompson's usual sitter?

See, I was supposed

to watch the kids tonight but...

this guy I know that goes to college

asked if I wanted to hang out

and I've been wanting to hang out

with him so I couldn't say no.

I called my friend Anna to see

if she could babysit for me

and she said she would and I've been

texting to see how it's been going

but Anna hasn't gotten back to me which

is weird 'cause she's like the most...

- It's Maggie!

- Maggie.

...the last thing she posted

was that she was coming here

and since then she hasn't posted anything

so I thought I'd come by on my way back

to make sure everything's okay

but then like, you're here

and she's not and I'm kinda like,

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