Night at the Museum: Secret of the Tomb Page #7
I'm not gonna look at your nose.
- I can't help it!
- Look to the heavens!
It's disgusting.
Yet, he's still handsome.
No one shall look at, or mention,
my nose from this moment forward!
I'm sorry, I forgot
what we were talking about.
Lawrence.
Oh, Teddy!
Larry.
We've run out of time.
Listen to me.
You got to straighten the pieces.
Straighten the pieces right now
or they're all gonna die!
You too!
A world without Camelot is not
Dad!
Dexter, what is it?
You all right?
Hey.
Hey, man, you okay?
Hey, look at me.
Yeah, you want to slap me? Go ahead.
Go ahead, slap me in the face.
Dex?
Dexter?
Dexter?
Oh! No, no. No.
Dexter? No, no. Come on, man!
Dad, he's gone.
I'll take that hand now.
I understand now.
The monkey was the quest.
It was never about the tablet.
It was about them.
Forgive me.
It is I who have been the fool.
We're back, baby!
Lawrence!
Whoa!
Hey!
Welcome back, buddy.
Hey.
Well done, Larry!
There he is. That's our guy.
Come here!
Here's your tablet.
It feels good, doesn't it, Jedediah?
Boy, you said it!
Hey. Thank you.
How do I look?
You look like Lancelot.
Well done, my child.
Thank you...
for bringing my son home safely.
It's a strange thing...
seeing your boy become a man.
There were lions chasing us.
Yeah, it's crazy.
One day, they're riding a dinosaur
through Central Park...
and then the next day
they're DJ-ing in Ibiza.
and bury you with many riches.
I, personally, will see to it
that your organs are removed...
and placed in separate
jewel-encrusted jars.
Thank you.
Then we're agreed.
Lawrence...
may I have a word?
Yeah.
The others and I have been talking.
Ahkmenrah's place
is here with his family.
He must remain here.
And the tablet should
stay here as well, son.
This is where it belongs, Gigantor.
Yeah, but it...
That means you guys would have to stay.
We belong in New York.
Yeah, but if you...
If you guys go, then you...
you won't be alive after tonight.
We're museum exhibits, Laredo.
It's what we are.
Folks come to look at us,
maybe learn a little something.
That's alive, man.
But I'm...
I'm supposed to take care of you guys.
And you have.
It's okay, Lawrence.
We're ready.
I'm not.
Let us go, son.
Okay.
Thank you for giving me
back my family, Larry...
Guardian of Brooklyn.
we can still catch a flight...
get home with everyone still awake
before the sun comes up.
Yeah, okay.
Let's go home.
Whoa!
It's all right, Larry.
We've reached something
of an understanding.
- Really?
- Trixey, sit.
Wow! That's really good.
Good job, Lance.
Thanks.
Trixey, behave.
Good girl.
Steady.
But you...
I just feel like
you really listen to me.
It's like our hearts are in
perfect sync with each other right now.
Do you feel what...
Hi. Sorry to interrupt whatever...
is happening.
Laaa, the guys are waiting outside.
We gotta go. Come on.
What? No.
No! Laaa, stay!
I know this sounds crazy...
but you and I could make a life
together here in England.
Whoa!
Wow. Okay.
You are the most rugged man
that I have ever, ever met.
Keep the scrunchies.
Okay, Laaa. We gotta go.
Come on.
I won't say anything if you won't.
Oh, I know you hate this job and
everything, but tomorrow night...
best job ever.
Sure is quiet around here.
Without the tablet,
it's just like any other museum.
You know what I'm gonna remember
most about you?
What?
How big you guys are.
Come here.
Come here.
Hold me.
My...
friend.
You speak English?
Okay.
Hey, listen.
Up there on the roof, when...
When you almost...
Yeah.
I just want you to know...
I really changed my perspective
on everything.
I know we have a weird...
We have this dynamic,
we have this tension.
Back and forth.
I mean, games, right? You know?
Roles that we put ourselves into,
but why does it have to be that way?
I feel like there's always been a mutual
sort of respect for each other.
Anyway.
I'll miss you, you know?
Okay. It's all right.
Go ahead. One last slap.
Yeah, I felt that was there
for a long time, too.
Thank you.
Who would have ever thought?
I'm wax, she's polyurethane.
But somehow, it worked.
I guess this is it.
Indeed.
And I know young Nick
will do great things.
Yeah, he's...
ready to take on the world
all by himself.
Then you've done your job.
You've done your job.
It's time for your next adventure.
I have no idea
what I'm gonna do tomorrow.
How exciting.
Bye, Teddy.
Farewell, Lawrence.
Bully!
Got you!
Smile, my boy.
It's sunrise.
- Hey.
- Hey. You good?
- Yeah, I am.
- Good.
So, Ibiza?
Yeah.
I don't know if that's
the thing for me...
I just know that it's the next thing.
After that, maybe college.
I'm figuring it all out, you know?
Sounds like a plan.
I should get back to Mom's,
or something.
Okay.
I love you.
I love you, too.
All right.
I'm not gonna let you go.
Okay. I'll see you later.
Three years, no Larry Daley.
He was the one that took the fall
for me, got me my job back.
I heard he went back to school,
got his degree, became a teacher.
I'm very glad.
Well, when he heard about
this traveling exhibition...
Larry insisted that I deliver this
to you personally.
The infamous,
supposedly magic, glowing tablet.
Larry Daley and his fanciful tales.
Larry said you could be trusted.
What do you mean?
With the top secret knowledge.
What are you doing?
- I'm winking.
- You're blinking.
No, I wink with both eyes.
That's blinking.
It doesn't matter, because right now...
you better get ready!
For what?
For this.
It does glow.
Come on.
Sorry.
Go ahead.
Have fun-fun, Dum Dum.
Stay!
I'm not going anywhere.
Stay!
I'm not going anywhere!
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