Night at the Museum: Secret of the Tomb Page #2

We feel awful.

Something took hold of us

like an evil spell!

Yeah, like we just weren't ourselves.

- Hello?

- Larry.

Hey, Dr. McPhee.

Yeah, hi. How's it going?

Okay.

Good, good, good, good, good, good.

You know that sound of when

you're hiding in a trash bin...

fearing for your life because a T-Rex

is using it as a Hacky Sack?

No. I don't know that sound.

You don't know that sound?

Oh, hold on one second.

That's the sound! That's the sound!

It will haunt my dreams!

I'm sorry. Look, really, I'm sorry.

I swear to you, I had no idea

this was going to happen.

"I had no idea it was gonna happen.

"I'm only in charge of

all the special effects. "

It was your fault!

They were your special effects!

- No, I know.

- That's a joke.

"Special effects"?

More like "special...

"defects!"

Look, I promise you,

I'm gonna find out what happened.

- Or they were "special rejects!"

- I'm sorry, Dr. McPhee. I gotta go.

Hey! Nicky! Nicky! Stop hopping!

- Dad, what are you doing?

- What are you doing?

It's 3:
00 AM.

All right, party's over!

- Hey.

- Hey.

Who are you?

- I'm Sophie.

- Sophie?

Bye Bye Birdie?

- Right.

- It was good.

- Thanks.

- Yeah.

See you tomorrow night?

- Probably not.

- Probably.

Definitely not.

Bye.

You're in so much trouble.

I know.

I didn't really know

you were coming home early.

Yeah, that's pretty obvious.

I mean...

what makes you think this is okay?

When I'm not at Mom's

you leave me alone, like, every night.

Look, you can't be doing this right now.

You got finals, your NYU application

is due in what, two weeks?

I'm not gonna get into NYU.

- You don't know that.

- No, I do.

You don't know that.

I do very much know that,

in the sense that I don't intend to apply.

What?

I don't think that it's the place

for me right now, Dad.

Okay. All right, fine.

You want to spread your wings a little...

get out of the city,

go to school somewhere else.

I totally support that.

All you had to do was tell me.

Where do you want to go?

- What's the list?

- It's a short list.

Great. I like it. Focus.

I'mma hit you with a super short list,

man, because it's...

There's nothing on it.

There's...

I'm confused,

because there's not a list...

Dad?

I want to take a year off.

I would like to do exactly

what you just said.

I want to spread my wings.

You want to spread your wings,

that's great.

But you can't spread your wings

and fly to nowhere.

- Plans change.

- No, they don't.

No, they don't. Plans don't change.

We had a plan, it changed.

- It's disorienting at first.

- No.

You can't change the plan...

unless you check with the people

who are financing the plan...

which is, last time I checked,

your mother and I. Okay?

Dad, we could sit here and just have

this conversation about plans...

but for now, let's call it a night.

Let's not even clean up, right?

Let's come back tomorrow.

Let's reboot the whole energy,

the whole tone of this puppy...

and we'll kill it, man.

Team Daley! Not tonight, tomorrow.

Hey, Team Daley?

- Yeah?

- Stop talking.

Okay.

You're gonna clean up.

I'm gonna go to bed.

And then we're gonna finish

this conversation tomorrow.

Yeah! Get some!

Get some!

That's it. Yeah.

Hi.

I'm Larry Daley.

I'm head of the Night Program.

I know who you are.

You're the security guard.

Yeah, also head of the Night Program.

I'm doing some research...

and I was wondering

if you could help me out.

Night guard doing research.

Ooh la-la!

Yeah.

I'm just looking for anything

that you might have on

the tablet of Ahkmenrah.

Center aisle.

- Great.

- Halfway down, stacks on your left.

Get it!

So...

what makes you so curious

about the tablet?

Oh! Just...

Just a hobby, you know?

Kind of an interest of mine.

I wish I could talk to these guys.

Well, you can't.

Yeah.

Because they're dead.

Right.

But, look at that one.

Looks like a kid?

You didn't know him, did you?

C.J Fredericks.

He worked here.

- He worked here?

- Yeah, when he grew up.

- No.

- Yeah.

He was a night guard.

Same as you.

Wait a minute. C.J.

C.J Fredericks.

Cecil Fredericks?

Sexiest night guard we ever had.

Present company included.

Boy, could that man move.

Larry?

Hey, Cecil.

My God, it's been years!

You look like you're doing pretty good.

I've still got it, pal.

What are you doing here?

I need to talk to you about the tablet.

What the heck is Short Stack doing here?

Hey, Gus. You're looking well.

Reginald.

Are you here to frame us again?

Send us back to the slammer?

I didn't frame you.

You were actually stealing.

And I was the one

that got you out of jail, so...

- Yeah.

- We've got a nice life here.

The past is the past. We've moved on.

I don't think this guy's moved on.

Listen to him, monkey face.

We've put all that

tablet stuff behind us, Larry.

It's old news.

Besides, we really never knew anything

about that old tablet.

We just worked there.

Something's up with it.

I told you, I can't help you.

Maybe this kid can.

Maybe we'd better talk alone.

Expedition like that is a

pretty amazing thing...

for a 12-year-old boy.

I tried to move on...

but there was something

about that tablet.

It's turning green,

like some sort of corrosion.

And something's happening

to Teddy and Dexter...

Jed and Octavius.

They're all acting weird.

It's like the green rust

is affecting them.

"The end will come. "

What?

The locals, they warned us.

They begged us to leave that tomb alone.

I thought it meant the end of the world.

But maybe it meant the end...

End of the magic?

We should have listened.

Should have listened.

Instead, we shipped Ahk

and the tablet off to New York...

and his folks to England.

Wait. Wait.

Ahkmenrah's parents are in England?

It was a joint expedition.

Some of the artifacts stayed in Egypt.

The rest was divided up between

New York and the British Museum.

Ahk said that his father

knew the secrets of the tablet.

I think I have to go talk to him.

I need you to listen to me.

Our esteemed chairwoman

asked for my resignation.

She said, since the Night Program

was my brainchild...

that the buck starts and stops with me.

- I can fix it.

- How?

I need you to let me take the tablet

and Ahkmenrah to London.

Sorry. I'm just processing that.

Input data analysis.

I've just told you I'm being fired,

and the first thing you ask...

is if I'd allow you to take

some priceless artifacts...

away with you on holiday.

- Yes. Please.

- No way, Jos.

I'm asking you to please

go with me on this.

- Nah.

- Please.

Can't do it, dude.

Bye.

- Are you gonna mug me?

- What?

I don't know. Just be prepared.

- I need you to listen to me.

- Oh.

- Okay?

- Yep.

- You want to know the truth?

- Go on.

Truth is, the tablet...

The tablet is actually magic.

Things really do come to life at night.

- It's special effects.

- It's not special effects.

How could it be special effects?

How could it not be special effects?

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