Escape from Tomorrow Page #4

Geosporic.

Oh, yeah, yeah, it's over there.

Jim?

Holy crap!

You're a robot.

I was trying to help you...

- Yeah?

- Jim, listen to me.

- Don't let your imagination run wild.

- What did you do with her?!

It's a transitional period.

Just tell me where she is!

I can't really discuss

it right now.

Come on, you son of a b*tch!

Sorry old boy. I'm just a messenger.

Where are you?! Goddammit you!

- Best of luck!

- Wait, no!

Sorry. Sorry.

Sara?

Run faster.

Sara, is that you?!

Sweetie, honey, where are you?

You can't get me.

Sara?

Over here!

Jim!

Get off my dad! Someone help!

What's wrong with you Mr?!

You made me... drop my turkey leg!

- It's emu!

- Huh?

Oh Christ.

Sara, thank God.

Huh?

Okay, we're almost ready!

Where is she?

What's going on?

How did you get in here?

- Why are you dressed like that?

- What do you mean?

- You took her didn't you?

- Benji, come here!

Sorry, I really have no idea

what you're talking about.

If you even touched her!

Okay, now you're starting to scare me.

I think you should leave before...

- Before what?

- Before my husband gets back.

Husband?!

- You're not even married, are you?

- Get out!

- What's in the bedroom?

- I'm warning you!

Sara.

Oh, God!

You're okay?

Hi, Daddy.

- That was fun!

- Fun?

Un-huh. Can we do it again?

- Again?!

- Sorry, sweetie.

I don't think your dad

would like it too much.

But I'm Still thirsty!

- Did she give you something?

- Relax, it's just sparkling apple juice.

It's just pretend.

Are you out of your mind?

- You don't just take someone's kid.

- I always bring them back.

- Bring them back?

- Some people don't even notice.

Jesus Christ.

Wait! Jim, wait!

Have you even seen

someone decapitated?

- What?

- It's not like in the movies.

That's a pretty dress.

It happens here, occasionally.

Last time on Thunder Mountain.

I can't feel my teeth.

People just come here 'cos

they wanna feel safe.

They're afraid!

But you can't escape it, you know.

Bad things happen everywhere.

Especially here.

- You're a witch.

- No!

I'm a princess. Or at

least, I used to be.

Happy day all of you! I love you!

I'm so happy to be here with you!

My beautiful princes

and princesses!

Hello, Princess Minnie,

you beautiful angel.

Keep smiling.

Another beautiful princess.

Hello darling.

I used to be one of

them a long time ago.

Back when I was young

and beautiful.

And it was magical.

'Til one day I saw

this little girl.

She was so perfect,

like your daughter.

Like Sara?

So I wrapped my arms around her.

But then something happened.

When you're a princess,

they teach you to smile.

Be cheery, merry, jovial.

And you can never be sad.

Never ever!

Then something happened.

I couldn't let go.

Help! I can't breathe!

Oh no, princesses must never cry!

Hey, what are you doing

to my daughter?!

- Let go of her!

- Stop it!

Hey, what's wrong with you?

Let her go!

But you can't be

happy all the time.

It's just not possible.

And you know smiling's not

good... for the wrinkles.

And I hate happy endings.

Hate's a bad word!

That's mine!

You're sick, you know that?!

Haven't you ever had

a fantasy, Jim?

Daddy, let's go home.

Thank you for playing

with me, Sara.

You're a very sweet little girl.

- Like a princess?

- Yes, darling... wait!

Your balloon!

- You don't want to forget it.

- Look daddy!

Goodbye, Jim!

We welcome you aboard

our highway in the sky.

And hope you've enjoyed

the Magic Kingdom.

We're traveling to Disney's

contemporary resort.

During our travels, please

hold onto the handrails

and stay clear of the door...

I love you. You know that?

Uh-huh.

There's a long,

long trail winding

into the land of my dreams

Where the nightingale

is singing

And the white moon beams

There's a long, long night away

until my dreams all come true

'Til the day that

I am walking down

that long, long trail with you

Aaah!

What?

Everyone's so worried

about cat flu now.

You can be a host and

not even know it.

Cat flu...

Vitamin C...

Vitamin C.

Vitamin C...

Ugh.

Elliot.

I'm sick.

I need help.

Help.

Elliot.

You've got quite an imagination!

Just like old W himself.

He died while all this was

still in its early stages.

Ah. Ah!

How much time?

We're on the floor now.

Seven... six... five...

four... three... two... one!

Checking in, or...?

That we are.

Allow me to help you

with your luggage.

Thank you.

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