Honey I Blew Up the Kid Page #6

Oh, yeah, I'm really tired.

I can't remember when I was this tired.

Get ready, Dr Sterling.

He's getting blinky.

Yeah, me too.

I don't know what to do.

- He's getting sleepy.

It's working.

Your husband's a genius.

I got an idea.

Why don't we all have a nice...

No.

- Long...

Don't say it.

- Nap?

Brace yourself.

- No nap.

Whoa. Help. Help. Hang on.

Get me away from him. Move me away.

No nap.

I get it. No nap.

- Hold on, Dad.

Take me up or put me down.

Take me away.

Roy, let's move in closer.

I'm gonna jump. I'm gonna jump.

- Release the bunny.

Whoa.

- Dad.

Release it now.

Run.

- Run.

Whoa.

Dad, this is Mandy.

- Hi...

Stay right there, kids. There's

absolutely nothing to worry about.

I feel a whole lot better.

That's my dad.

- He seems really nice.

Run, Dad.

Watch out for his foot.

Are you all right?

Nice try, buddy.

He's headed for the strip.

- You little devil.

He's heading toward the city. We'll

follow and bring you a live update.

Adam Szalinski, this is your

Mommy talking. You stop right now.

Afraid that won't do any good,

Mrs Szalinski. I'm sure he expects...

...his mommy to be bigger than he is.

To him you're just...

Well, you're nothing more...

...than a little talking doll.

Nothing can stop him now.

I don't know what

these guys are gonna want, but...

...we'll have to cooperate with 'em.

All right, go brief the men.

- Yes, sir.

Dr Hendrickson. Captain Ed Myerson,

Nevada State Militia.

Captain, let's hope

we can wrap this up quickly.

Just so you're aware, sir.

My orders state we do nothing

without final authorization.

Frankly, Captain, I'm not under

the jurisdiction of the state militia.

Your orders mean nothing to me.

A giant infant is heading toward the city.

The baby is over 50 feet tall and

appears to be growing even bigger...

...at an alarming rate.

All right, let's move it, Captain, now.

- Lf it's okay with you,

I'll just sit tight.

More on this story as it develops.

There's something down by my foot.

Look at this.

- Wow.

Let's see what else is down here.

Cereal. Hey cool, want some?

No, thanks. I'm on a diet.

Have a raisin.

Please clear the streets for your own safety.

Please stay indoors.

This is an emergency.

All pedestrians are in grave danger.

Please clear the streets.

This is the Emergency Broadcast System.

This is not a test.

A human baby of abnormal proportions

is approaching the city.

The giant appears

to be growing at a tremendous rate...

...and has now reached 100 feet.

What's happening here?

Is Wayne Newton in town?

No, they don't do this for Wayne Newton.

It must be somebody bigger.

Listen, babe, there's nobody bigger

than Wayne Newton in this town.

Of course, I could be wrong.

- Peekaboo.

Is he growing or are we shrinking?

It's amazing. He's doubled in size

in just a few minutes.

Adam. Put us down.

You put us down now.

Howdy, partners.

Welcome to downtown Las Vegas.

Are you okay?

- Yeah, I think so.

He's toddling down the centre

of Fremont Street.

He knows not to go in the street by himself.

There's no telling how huge he might get.

Especially if he touches any of those lights.

We've got to get him away from them.

But how? There's nothing

that's gonna make him leave.

Unless he sees something

that he wants more.

Tell your men to pull over.

I think Wayne's got an idea.

Follow that ice-cream truck.

We'll need a really big loudspeaker.

Who can drive an ice-cream truck...

...real fast?

I can burn rubber.

- Well, start burning it.

We'll be with you on the walkie-talkie.

Preston Brooks, US Marshals. We're

commandeering this vehicle. Come on.

Hey, wait a minute.

What's that?

- It's a tranquillizer cannon.

It's used on large mammals.

Cartridges can incapacitate

a target in seconds.

It's like a normal injection, but

on a slightly larger scale, of course.

Frankly, sir, I have kids myself

and that just doesn't seem...

...like the type of...

Well, naturally, Captain.

This is just a... a last resort.

Reporting live from the famous Glitter

Gulch where certainly the biggest story...

...of the year is unfolding.

Casino owners are understandably upset.

They've been ordered...

...to evacuate the area.

The answers to many of our questions lie

with two key players in this drama...

Dr Clifford Sterling

of Sterling Laboratories...

What we do know is that a baby...

...by the name of Adam Szalinski

has somehow measured over 100 feet tall.

Stop the clapping.

I got a plan.

- Great.'Cause I'm...

...starting to get airsick.

We'll pull the thread out

of the bottom of the pocket and...

...use it as a rope to slide down.

The scene here is one

of total confusion and chaos.

But so far all the casinos are still standing.

Watch out.

Hi.

- Hey. Hey, don't. What are you doin'?

Stop. Stop. Stop.

We'll have to jump.

Hold on.

Don't look down. Watch out

for the gearshift. Jump.

Go.

- I'm trying.

Truly, I'm trying.

- Stayin'alive...

Hurry. Hurry, do something.

- Stayin'alive

I'm used to an automatic.

Stayin'alive

- We've gotta get out of here.

Toy car.

Buckle up.

Adam, get him away from me.

- Adam.

Adam. Adam. Don't eat us.

Whoa.

We're here live in Glitter Gulch,

standing just below Adam Szalinski...

...who has lifted a small yellow

sports car into the air...

...with three unidentified persons in it.

From what I can make out,

it looks like two young teenagers,

a boy and a girl...

...and a man dressed in an Indian costume.

What's he doing?

- He's taking something out...

...of his pocket. A peppermint.

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.

Howdy, partners.

That car is like a toy to him.

I hope this thing has air bags.

Do something, Nick. Tell him to stop.

- I can't. He's too big.

We gotta get him away from those lights

before he touches any of them.

Brooks, what's happening

with that ice-cream truck?

We're almost set.

- Roger.

No.

- Watch the tree.

Oh, no.

Just a big baby with his toy.

Coming through.

Get out of the way.

Come on, Adam, put it down.

Put it down.

Come on, sweetheart. Put it down.

What's he doing now?

Put us down.

Put us down.

He put it down.

Pick us up.

Pick us up.

Oh, my God. We're gonna die. We're gonna

die. We're gonna die in a convertible.

What about that truck?

- Brooks? What's happening there?

Okay. We're set.

No. Wait.

- Hold it. Hold it.

We need him to get the kids down.

Cut it off.

I can't stand it.

- Oh, my God.

Whatever you do,

don't look down.

Nick, don't let go. Please.

- I won't.

I'm gonna pull you back up, okay?

Nick. Mandy.

- Hold on.

But you gotta help.

- Okay.

Get the car, Adam.

Adam. Pick up the car.

Adam, get the car.

- Come on, Adam. Come on.

Come on, sweetheart.

Come on. I got you.

Car fall down.

Lock your door.

Thank you, Adam.

He put 'em in the pocket.

- Honey, we can't wait any longer.

Let's do it.

Everyone stand by now.

Attention, all casinos, wait...

...for my signal to turn off your lights.

Marshal Brooks,

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