Freaky Friday Page #5

A jolt.

Okay. You go over there,

and I go over here.

Okay, now when I say go.

Ready?

- Yeah.

- Go.

Hey, Mom, can I...

Okay.

Okay, that was stupid.

Harry!

I was just teaching

Mom some new dance moves.

What do you want, punk?

You cannot talk to him

like that.

He thinks you're his mother.

We're gonna to have to tell him.

We're not going to tell anyone.

They'll think we're crazy.

Maybe we are crazy.

I for one am not crazy.

I'm merely a grown woman

trapped in my daughter's body.

Oh, God, I am crazy.

Grandpa,

could you pass the milk?

Okay. Harry's still Harry,

and Grandpa's still Grandpa.

So it's just us.

What did we do wrong?

I don't know.

Grandpa, pass the milk!

Grandpa, pass the milk!

Earthquake.

Earthquake!

Earthquake?

House of Chang!

- Nobody felt it but us.

- Earthquake!

Earthquake, earthquake!

Honey!

Okay.

I'll take you.

I guess you're not ready yet.

Sweetheart.

What are you doing here?

I thought you said

you needed a ride to work.

Right, Mom.

I guess you better hurry up.

Get a grip.

I am not...

Darling.

Could you,

like, chill for a sec?

Sure, sure, I'll chill.

- You're going.

- I'll, like, go get your dad.

Alan, that's not our car!

The earthquake and then

Pei-Pei's crazy mother

pointing at me and you.

And what was she

mumbling about in Chinese?

She did something.

Some strange Asian voodoo.

What are we gonna do now?

I can't go to school like this.

You have to.

You're on the verge

of suspension,

and you have your honors

qualifying exam today.

All the more reason

to stay home.

I could go and

take the exam for you.

I'm sure a high test

would be simple for me.

Are you kidding?

You think you can be me?

Of course I can.

Watch me.

"Oh, everyone's out to get me.

You're ruining my life."

It's easy to be you.

I'll suck the fun

out of everything.

I do not suck the fun

out of everything.

- Fun sucker.

- Oh, this is ridiculous.

I will go to school,

and you will stay right...

- What?

- Evan.

- Evan? Who's Evan?

- My neediest patient.

I've been seeing him every day

for three years.

Ooh, bummer.

Maybe just my face

would be reassuring.

No way. Unh-unh.

I am not babysitting

some -year-old wack job.

What am I supposed

to say to the freak?

Nothing. You are in no way

to give anyone any advice.

That would be unethical.

Just listen attentively,

nod occasionally,

and if you must speak,

simply say,

"How do you feel about that?"

You're serious.

You really

want us to be each other?

We will get through

this morning as each other,

and we will go to the restaurant

at lunch and get switched back.

Go get dressed.

Well, good luck getting

dressed without a door.

Thank you.

[Anna screaming]

Oh, boy.

You'll get used to it.

What?

You pierced your navel?

Yeah. I meant to talk

to you about that.

- When did you do this?

- At Maddie's cousin's sweet .

Well, when you get

your body back, it's grounded.

And what are you doing?

I don't know why you never wear

these. They're cute.

Yeah, if you're selling Bibles.

And what did you do to my hair?

I've been dying

to comb these rats out.

Now you can see

your pretty face.

And what is this?

Oh, I fixed your jeans.

My patients are not

going to pay $ an hour

to get therapy from a stripper.

All right.

I'll drab up.

I'll grunge down.

Go.

What's up?

[Radio stations switching]

Feet down.

Harry, could you settle down?

Bite me!

Do you see what he

does behind your back?

Anna!

Mom.

Excuse me.

And while I'm apologizing,

let me just say to the whole car

how truly sorry I am

for being such an insane

control freak all the time.

You're not controlling, Mom.

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