Honey I Blew Up the Kid Page #7
- PG
- Year:
- 1992
- 89 min
- 1,169 Views
bring on the truck.
Nick, come on.
Ready, set, go, Union Plaza.
Go, Golden Gate.
Las Vegas Club.
Now, hit the searchlights.
Go, Brooks.
Lucky Lady. Jackpot.
Come on, Adam.
- Come on, baby.
Come on, baby. Go for it.
Glitter Gulch. Golden Goose.
Ice cream.
- Coin Castle.
Binion's Horseshoe. Vegas World.
This must be another
one of my dad's plans.
Star Palace.
- Great.
It's working, Wayne.
- Go, Adam.
He really likes ice cream.
Yes.
- It's working.
Ice cream.
- Where are you guys?
This kid's gaining on me.
We have clearance, Captain.
Move it.
Brooks said he caught the ice-cream
truck just outside of town.
Next thing I know, he grabbed
it right off the truck.
What'd he do with it?
- What do you think he did with it?
You got another idea?
- I will. Come on. Let's go.
Dr Sterling?
- Wayne.
Do you remember how we got Adam to
hold still to have his picture taken?
I put him in my lap and I held him.
Yeah?
- Honey, he needs me.
The problem is, to Adam, his mommy
is somebody much bigger than he is.
No, Diane. It's a crazy idea...
- Wayne.
For almost 20 years I've watched
you have one crazy idea after another.
It's my turn to have just one.
Fire.
My guitar.
- Uh-oh.
What now?
- Adam, don't touch that guitar.
I am pre-heating the lasers now,
Diane, I should be doing this, not you.
There's one thing every little kid knows.
Daddies mean fun.
Mommies mean business.
But-But-But this was never meant
to do anything like this.
Too little power and you'll
grow too slowly like Adam.
And too much power...
- I trust you, Wayne Szalinski.
Wayne, time to get large.
Here's your soda, sir.
What do you need a Coke bottle for?
- I don't.
Just the bottom.
- Oh.
Tom, I'm here just outside the Hard Rock
Cafe. The giant baby is approaching.
Hello? I can't hear you.
Turn off the lights?
A giant what? Baby?
Guitar.
Oh, my God.
- Let's get out of here.
For your own safety,
please stay indoors.
Adam. Don't touch the guitar.
I'll save ya.
No, Adam.
Adam, put down the guitar.
Can't this thing go any faster?
The kid might be growing again.
This is as fast as we can go safely, Doctor.
Constance Winters live across
the street from the Hard Rock Cafe.
He thinks the guitar
is a real musical instrument.
He's trying to play a tune.
Bring me into range and hold it steady.
- Doctor, wait a minute.
Now, if we hit him and he stumbles,
he could fall into the crowd.
Well, we'll just have to hope
that doesn't happen.
Adam, put down the guitar
and get the aeroplane.
Aeroplane. Hi.
Hold it. Steady.
They're shooting at Adam.
- I assume that little manoeuvre...
...was an error, Captain.
Now steady, or I'll make sure this
is the last mission you ever fly.
Hey. Pick on somebody your own size.
Ow.
All right, let's go again.
Dan, the...
Hold it stead...
Back off.
Yes, ma'am.
You tell 'em.
That's my mom.
I need a vacation.
- Whoa. Look at that mother.
Come here, baby.
- Mama.
Come to Mommy.
Come here, baby.
Come to Mommy.
Mom. Easy, Mom.
Everything's gonna be okay,
sweetie.
Mommy's here.
- Everything it's got, Doctor.
Roger.
You crying?
- Yeah. It's okay to cry...
...when you're so happy.
The bearings in the generator are
about to burn out. We better do it.
Okay, now, look at Daddy.
Smile for Daddy.
There he is.
- Daddy.
Wayne, 1450.
It's all she can take.
Say cheese, Adam.
- Cheese, Adam.
Come on, Wayne.
Look, Adam, there's Daddy.
- Daddy.
Honey, you did it.
Adam.
Adam.
You gave us quite a scare, little man.
- I knew you could do it, honey.
There he is.
Let me through.
Well, Szalinski, you pulled it off.
Who would have thought?
Dr Hendrickson,
that looked like some sort of rifle...
...that you were shooting at my baby.
They were tranquillizer cartridges. They
wouldn't have hurt him, I assure you.
Oh. Tranquillizer cartridges.
Never cross Mommy.
- We got an emergency here.
Dr Hendrickson needs help.
He's overcome with the prospect...
...of having to find a new career.
Hey, big fella, is this
what you were lookin' for?
Wayne. Nick and Mandy.
Weren't they in Adam's pocket?
- In Adam's pocket.
Don't tell me.
- Oh, my God.
Honey, I shrunk the kids.
Nobody move.
Don't worry. I have highly specialized
equipment to deal with this.
I'll need the helmet and I'll need the dog.
Good morning, Las Vegas.
All vehicles are asked...
...to stay clear of the Hard Rock Cafe
where inventor Wayne Szalinski...
...is conducting a one-man search
to find some missing children.
It was Szalinski's matter-expanding
machine that was responsible...
...for last night's amazing events.
Dr Clifford Sterling has just announced...
I guess your father's about
the most famous guy in the world today.
And I guess you're about the bravest.
That's for saving my life.
It wasn't much.
I don't mean your life wasn't much.
What I did wasn't so much.
Ours if we want it
Tonight has our initials on it
How long do you think
it'll take before they find us?
I think it may be a while before they find us.
You're kind of different, Nick.
Like your dad.
We're not all that different.
Yeah, you are.
But when you think about it...
I guess the world needs people
who are different.
People who see things a little
differently, I guess you could say.
We'll appear sometime
Maybe tonight is yours and mine...
Are they okay?
- Yep. I think we better give 'em...
...a couple of minutes though.
What are we gonna do about that?
- Adam, look.
Big, Big, Big Bunny.
What are we gonna do with this?
Don't worry. I'll think of something.
Don't I always?
Don't you trust me?
- I don't know. I don't know.
I don't know.
Oh, come on. When have I ever...
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