Honey, We Shrunk Ourselves Page #4
- PG
- Year:
- 1997
- 74 min
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French fry eyeballs
swimming in a pool of blood
- Adam!
- Me without my spoon
- Adam! - Adam! -
But I've got a straw
- Adam! -
Adam! - Adam!
Well, I think we just witnessed
- Where did he learn that disgusting song?
- Oh, who knows where kids pick these things up?
Oh, sure. Just last week,
Mitch sang the exa...
Okay, guys. Hop in.
- What are you doing?
- Going down the hall the quickest way possible.
off the edge.
Are you insane? We don't even
Hot Wheels out into the hall.
Yeah, still, but tha... that
loop-the-loop doesn't look safe to me.
With our weight and velocity,
I don't think it would be a problem.
So, are we willing
to give it a shot?
Hold on a minute.
We're gonna be safe about this.
This should work.
All right. Just to be safe, I
want us to strap ourselves in...
with these orthodontia bands.
Here. Wayne. Diane. Would you
hold this for me, please?
- Yes.
- Too bad Adam wasn't playin' with the Splittin' Image, huh?
- That was cherry.
- Yeah. But the Twin Mill was fastest, remember?
- You bet. Everybody strapped in?
- Yeah.
- All right. Let's start rockin'.
- And go. Yeah.
Come on. Come on.
- I just remembered something!
- What?
The Sharkruiser is terrible
in the loop!
Look out ahead!
Hold on! It's a jump!
Wayne. Where's Wayne?
Honey? I don't think we're using
enough fabric softener.
Ah, the hot dog people
have a question.
They want to know why they are sitting
at the base of a volcano.
- Just tell them it's for flavor.
- It's for flavor.
Oh, the hot dog lady has a baby.
- Ooh, little baby.
- Cute. Yes, you are.
Oh, no! The gods are getting
restless and hungry!
to make a sacrifice!
Now they must become snacks.
Behold my wrath!
Oh!
- We are melting!
- It's working.
- All right!
- Oh, no!
We're burning up! Nothing can save us
from the vortex o' chili! Ha-ha!
- I'll save the baby! I'll save the baby!
- Save the baby.
I'm gonna eat the woman's leg.
- Mmm. "Lava-licious. "
- "Lava-licious. "
She yells at me
even when she's gone.
That was the most frightening
ride I have ever had in my life.
I never want to go through
anything like that ever again.
You know, wouldn't it be cool
if our parents never came back?
- Do you think it could happen?
- Nah, I'm just saying what if.
Yeah. Well, I don't think
I'd miss them that much.
I mean...
I like it when they
take me places.
And I sort of wish my mom was here to,
uh, clean up the mess in the kitchen.
What am I, your servant?
Yeah. You know, mostly parents
just love to nag and hassle you.
They just want to turn you
into a brain box like my dad.
- Brain box? - It's
a compliment. - Oh!
Yeah, I bet my parents wish
I didn't have a medical problem.
- Well, what do you have anyway?
- Diane! Diane! Don't do that!
- I mean, you don't seem that sick.
- It's called hypokalemic paralysis.
It's a genetic thing. You wouldn't
understand. But it's not that big a deal.
I mean, I haven't even taken
my medicine today and I feel fine.
- I probably don't even need it any more.
- Oh, my God!
What is he saying? Do you think
he didn't see where we put the medicine?
Here. Just drop it here.
I want to show you something.
- We're going over!
- Oh, Mommy!
Oh. Oh, I'm so nauseous.
- You want to see something super, super awesome?
- Sure.
- We're right back where we started from.
- I fell down and broke my crown.
- That was fun.
- It's mega-secret, okay?
- If my dad found out I had this, he'd go ballistic.
- What is it?
Watch out. Here it is.
Oh, my gosh!
- Oh, check it out!
- Whoa.
- That's rad!
- Look at that.
- Oh, my.
- Oh, yes!
- Did you know about this?
- Did you know about this? We are so sorry.
Oh. Sorry.
You boys are in big trouble. I'm gone for one
minute, and you turn the place into a pigsty.
Uh, we're sorting laundry.
Now, get down here and clean it up,
'cause we've gotta get ready for the party!
Party? You can't have a party.
I said no friends!
Come on. We better get down there
before Queen Hell Jenny gets really mad.
Hey. Ooh!
We'll look at this later.
- Wayne, what are you doing?
- Diane, I have to know what we're dealing with here.
I didn't see this coming.
- Oh, I can't believe you guys made such a mess.
- This is all your fault.
- Whose idea was it anyway? - It
was his fault. - No, it was him.
- No. You filled up the balloon.
- He gave me the machine. You filled... Oh, you...
Go get the door, you guys.
And if you think you're done
cleaning up, you are crazy.
- Who are you?
- Holly.
- Hi. Did you bring the stuff?
- Yeah.
I got the CDs, the sour cream
and my dad's bubble machine.
- A bubble machine?
- Yeah, it's the coolest thing.
The bubbles will go great
with the streamers.
Okay. You're the cheerleader.
Now, let's get ready to party.
They're here.
That's enough clowning around, you guys.
The party's just about to start.
Adam, Mitch. You guys are gonna
serve the ginger ale.
I mean, the champagne.
- Uh, forget it.
- We're not your slaves.
Yeah.
- Hi, girls.
- Hi! - Hi!
- Look, I brought Clarissa.
- Clarissa?
We're not into dolls any more.
- We're not?
- No. Now we're into boys.
- Hey, Jen. -
Hi. - Hi, Jill.
- Hi.
- Did you know Jill was coming?
- Who's Jill?
- She's starting shortstop for the Warriors.
- Yeah, and she's awesome.
- Come on. - I get the chips! -
Let's go get something to drink.
- Um, Jenny?
- What?
- We changed our minds. We'll be your slaves.
- Great.
- We will?
- Yes.
You know, there was a time when
I thought this house was too small.
Yeah. When I get big, I'm gonna
walk downstairs two at a time.
Look what I found.
It's a piece of a pin.
I gotta stop and examine more things. I mean,
look at the grain in this hardwood floor.
It's beautiful. It almost tells
the story of how the whole tree grew.
I gotta take the time
to appreciate the world around me.
I've been working too hard.
I've gotta stop and notice things.
- Really? Like what?
- Well, like...
Well, like the intricate weave
of this carpet.
Or the perfect cylindrical
quality of this roach turd.
- Roach turd?
- What?
Not to worry. See, it's dry.
Whoever dropped this left
a long time ago. Maybe weeks or months.
We vacuum more than that.
Nope. The only thing you got to
worry about is if we ran into...
a wet one.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Go this way!
- Let's head for the stairs!
- Forget it. That thing's faster than we'll ever be.
Well, what are we
supposed to do?
Follow me! I got an idea!
Let's get out of here!
Come on! We'll be safe in here.
- Come on. He's gaining on us.
- Whatever you do, stay to the right.
- Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- Wayne.
How did you know that there
was a clear path here?
Oh, I've taken
these things apart.
- He's just standing out there.
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