Honey, We Shrunk Ourselves Page #6
- PG
- Year:
- 1997
- 74 min
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Hi. My name's Diane.
I see you've been enjoying some of
the crumbs from the coffee cake I made.
Okay. Okay. Giant spider leg
on my shoulder!
It's okay. It's okay.
He likes you.
Just keep talking.
What can we talk about?
What can we talk about?
Let's see, uh...
You have any kids?
Silly me.
You probably have hundreds.
Ho! Oh. Whole lot better.
Thank you.
Oh, we've had such a lousy day.
You've had a pretty bad one
yourself, haven't you?
But for you...
you're used to being small.
For us, it's a completely
new experience.
For me, very scary...
although, you know, parts of it
were actually kind of nice.
- All done.
- Really.
Yeah. Last strand.
I said about squashing him?
Oh, look.
He's going up the cabinet.
Wait. That's it. Diane,
that's our ride. Come back!
- Come back!
- Daddy, come back! We need you!
Are you sure?
That's weird.
Okay. Bye.
- They say our moms never made it.
- You're kidding.
- No.
- Okay, well, then let's just call our dads.
But they didn't leave a number.
Okay, well, just calm down.
Don't panic.
But if our moms aren't at
that place, then where are they?
So, tell me how
you do that again.
Okay, so then I just toss in some garbanzo
beans and crumble in some tortilla chips...
and I call it a Mexican salad.
That is great. I'm gonna
have to try that sometime.
The other thing, you can call
something a Chinese salad...
if you throw in some of
those mandarin oranges...
and some of those little Chinese
Chung Ku squiggly little noodles.
You are so good at those things.
Wow!
Wild child, baby
down to the bone
Come on.
This is where we split up. You're gonna
climb into the mid-range.
I'm gonna rewire the stereo
so the speaker becomes a microphone...
and when the music cuts out, you yell
into that speaker as loud as you can.
All right, I'm going in.
Good luck.
Well, I feel a little better
when I bang it out
Feel a little better
when I bang it out
Oh, no
Yeah, yeah
Not much, not long
but I need my space
- Bang, bang, Bang it out
- Ohh! Ohh.
- Bang, Bang, Bang it out, girl
- Ooh! Ohh! Ohh! Doh!
Bang, bang, bang it out
- Well, I been inside and I wanna get out
- Okay, follow this circuit.
Ohh! Thank God. A slow song.
All for the thrill of it
- I will play with you
- Come on, Jen.
Maybe there's someone else
in your heart
You don't look so good.
- You feelin' okay?
- Yeah. I'm okay.
Now, we have to get
Mitch's pills.
Remember, I left them
right by the cereal.
- Hey, there's something I want to tell you.
- What?
- There's honey on your lips
- I can't say it here. Let's go into the kitchen.
- How can I exist
- Hey! Hurry up, Wayne.
I want so much
to yell at these kids.
So, here we are.
- This is the kitchen.
- Hey, look!
Good, 'cause, you know, I really
wanted to be alone with you.
Ooh, look. Dirty fingernails.
Really?
Yeah, 'cause the truth is,
Jenny, I think you're awesome.
"Awesome"? Don't fall for it, Jenny.
He's just giving you a line.
- You do?
- Yeah.
- You think I'm awesome?
- Oh, yeah.
You're cooler
than all the other girls.
Um, so what is it
you wanted to tell me?
Nothing. Mostly I just
wanted to do this.
Wh-Wh-What is she doing?
She's too young!
She doesn't even know that boy!
- What are you doing?
- Kissing you.
Well, uh, you didn't ever ask.
- Ask what?
- Ask if I wanted to kiss you.
What are you talking about?
You just assume that
I wanted you to kiss me.
I mean, I don't even know you.
And even if I did know you and we talked
and you got to know me...
and you asked me if I wanted to kiss,
I might've been into it.
But the way you did it
was just wrong.
Well, lots of girls like that.
Well, I'm not one of them.
I don't happen to think that way.
And as far as you and I are concerned,
the party is over.
You tell him, Jenny! Ha!
Access denied!
That is one good kid you have.
And you know what?
She can take care of herself.
Okay, mike in and line out.
Maybe my pills are in here.
If I don't find my medicine soon,
something bad's gonna happen.
- Well, I'll look over here.
- I'll look over here.
Mitch looks terrible.
There they are!
- Mitch! Mitch!
- Mitch! Mitch!
- Mitch, honey! M-Mitch!
- Mitch!
- Mitch, look at us! We're right here! Mitch!
- Mitch, your pills are over here!
- Mom?
- Yeah.
Oh, no! He's fainted!
Mitch!
The paralysis
could last 24 hours.
We have got to get those pills
where the kids can see them. Come on.
- Mitch! Mitch! W-What's wrong?
- What's going on?
Come on, Mitch, come on. I don't
know. Mitch just fainted.
I can't find his medicine.
What are we gonna do?
- Okay, now what are we gonna do?
- We're gonna get on the other side...
- and try to roll it that way.
- Over that way. Okay.
- Here we go. Can you get it?
- Yeah, I got it. I got it. Push!
Mitch has got a potassium
deficiency, so...
you look in the refrigerator and
find something with potassium.
Check all the labels.
- Okay, push again.
- Come on. Up.
- I haven't pushed this hard since I gave birth to Adam.
- Ohh!
Milk has vitamin "D"
and calcium.
- No potassium.
- Keep looking.
Come on, Mitch. Mitch. Come on.
- It's not gonna work.
- Oh, it's no use.
- It's gotta be up to the kids.
- What?
- Come on.
- Oh, God.
Potassium. Potassium.
Potassium. Potassium.
Bananas! Bananas have potassium!
Lots of it!
Here. Come on.
Get... Get some pieces.
Let's see if we can get him... Come on,
Mitch. Let's see if we can get him to chew.
Come on. Come on, wake up.
Here, get... get a piece.
- Come on, Mitch. - Ohh! - Oh,
no. - Give me another piece. Hurry.
- Come on, Mitch. Come on.
- Oh, please let this work.
Get another piece. Chew.
Chew, Mitch, chew. Chew it up good.
Give me another piece. One more.
Come on, Mitch, you can do it. Oh,
Mitch, Mitch. Oh, please let this work.
- Come on, Mitch.
- Okay. Okay.
Come on, Mitch. Come on. You can
do it. Come on, Mitch, chew.
- Okay. Okay.
- Come on, Mitch.
- Mm-hmm.
- Yes! Yes! Yes!
- I-It's workin'.
- You're right.
- How'd you know bananas have potassium?
- Can't always ignore my dad's science talk.
- Hi, guys.
- Hey, Mitch. How you feeling?
A little dizzy,
but okay, I guess.
I saw Mom on the counter.
- Yeah, right.
- I... I did.
And... And she was...
she was really, really small.
Okay.
What was that?
My dad's bookshelf!
Oh, damn it!
Wayne, what's taking so long?
Ricky King!
What do you think you're doing?
Calling all kids!
Calling all kids!
Excuse me,
but I liked that song.
Now, this should hold the
current, so if I... Whoa!
I told you, the party's over.
Everybody out.
Yeah, well, maybe we're not
ready to leave.
Did you not hear her?
She said the party's over.
So why don't you leave before
you cause any more damage.
What, your dad's
stupid inventions?
His inventions are not stupid. His
shrink ray's going to the Smithsonian.
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