Freaky Friday Page #4

Look, I'm a walrus.

- I do not!

- Do too!

Anna, I let you practice

in the garage.

Anna, stop.

What?

Let's talk about what

this is really about.

This is about your dad.

Mom, stop shrinking me.

It's not about Dad.

It's about the audition!

You're ruining my life!

Enough with the drama.

Anna, high school

is not that hard.

You couldn't last one day

in my high school.

I could, and I would do it

without getting a detention.

I'm sorry I'm the one thing

in your life that isn't perfect!

You think my life is perfect?

I know your life is perfect.

Your perfect job,

perfect boyfriend,

perfect patients who worship

the ground you walk on.

You need a serious

and bracing reality check

if you think my life is perfect!

You can cut me some

slack this once.

I am beyond

cutting you slack, Anna.

You are not

going to the audition.

- I am!

- No, you're not!

- Why not?

- Because I said so!

Cookie?

This isn't really a good time.

Now a good time.

[Speaking Chinese]

Okay, okay.

Thank you.

Anna, for one day,

the entirety of our life

is not gonna be

focused on you.

Yeah, it's all about

Ryan now, isn't it?

Anna!

Get away.

Honey!

"A journey soon begins,

its prize reflected

in another's eyes.

When what you see

is what you lack,

then selfless love

will change you back."

Whatever.

Honey?

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Whew.

Come on.

- Did you feel that?

- Feel what?

- There was an earthquake.

- No, there wasn't.

Yes, there was.

What are they talking about?

An earthquake.

An earthquake?

No.

There was no earthquake.

You didn't feel it?

No.

I don't think so.

: already.

Oh, God, I didn't get

the dry cleaning.

I'll have to do that on the way

home, and call the mechanic

and the florist.

Okay, better get up.

I'd better...

Why am I in Anna's room?

What happened last night?

Did I pass out in here?

Oh, I have no memory of this!

This isn't mine!

Those aren't mine!

That's not mine.

That's definitely not mine.

Aaaaah!

Anna, come here quick.

Mom's dead.

I'm dead?

Come on, hurry!

See?

She's not moving.

Oh, my God.

No, wait, it's breathing.

I'm not dead.

What?

Right.

Her chest is moving, honey, see?

You called me "honey."

Right...

Are you sick?

I hope so.

Or dreaming.

Hon.

Harry,

go get your own breakfast.

You can eat Anna's cereal.

My cereal.

Cool.

Hello?

Hello in there?

Wake up, honey.

Wake up.

Wake up!

That is it.

[Groaning] Oh.

Oh, could I just have,

like, one minute, please?

Honey.

Look, I think

something's happened to us.

What are you?

It's me. Mom.

You're not my mother.

Yes, I am.

Get away, you clone freak!

Don't you use that tone with me.

Oh, my God, you are my mother.

And you're not

who you think you are.

Look at me!

We seem to be inside each other.

I'm old!

I beg your pardon!

Oh, I'm like the Cryptkeeper!

Okay, that's enough.

Aah!

I want my body back.

And I don't want mine?

My wedding's tomorrow.

Oh, my God!

My wedding's tomorrow.

I can't marry Ryan.

Ew!

Okay.

Okay, okay, okay.

Okay what?

I have no idea.

Mom, maybe we should go

to the emergency room.

Oh, no.

All that will get us

is a -hour lockdown

in the psych ward

and a Thorazine drip.

No, we're not going anywhere.

Okay.

So you're in my body,

and I'm in your body.

Why don't we, like...

Yes, yes, I see

what you're saying.

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