The Boss Baby Page #7

Tim! What are you doing?

No!

Mom, Dad, I'm coming!

Is that you?

Don't worry, Mom and Dad. I got this!

- Are you okay?

- Is the baby all right?

Yes, the baby's fine.

Who was that?

That was me!

The baby's fine.

It won't budge!

What's happening?

Wait a second!

Hey.

I know a way to move my parents.

- How?

- We can use the puppies!

Upsies.

I need upsies.

But what if you "go baby" again?

It'll be fine. Fine, fine.

Fine!

It'll be fine.

Hang on to your diaper!

We're moving!

Why are we moving?

All right, Mom and Dad, hang on!

T-minus 30 seconds.

Oh, no! Wait!

Hold on!

Go, Tim! Get your parents...

out of here.

You've gotta jump!

Come on, it's a piece of cake!

No! No patty cake! Get down!

Don't cry. I'm sorry. Please don't cry!

20 seconds.

15 seconds.

Blackbird singing in the dead of night

Take these broken wings and learn to fly

All your life

You were only waiting

For this moment to arise

- Three...

- Gotcha!

...two, one.

Blast off!

Yeah!

Hey, are you still in there?

Aha!

What happened? Did we win?

- We won!

- We won?

- We won, we won, we won!

- We won! Yes!

Victory nap!

You ruined everything!

It's not fair! It's not fair!

That's not right.

Now you're really going to pay!

Oh, yeah? It's time you pick on someone

your own size!

What?

Eugene! You put me down!

You hear me? I am the boss of you!

This time, we'll raise him right.

I'm sure that's gonna turn out fine.

Tim, what's happening?

Mom, Dad, hold on!

Yes!

- Tim?

- Tim!

Tim! Are you okay?

I'm fine. We're fine.

You saved us.

You're our hero.

And a great big brother.

We love you both so much.

Both of us?

With all our heart.

Let's go home.

How do I look?

You look great.

Well, team, good job.

Staci, this letter should get you

into the school of your choice.

- Kindergarten?

- That's right.

And if there's anything else...

How about a raise?

Staci, you don't get paid.

- One million ziggity-five!

- Eight!

- A tricycle!

- Skates!

- Candy corn?

- Lollipop!

Deal.

Best boss ever.

And you guys don't always have to

toe the company line, you know?

It's okay to think for yourself.

- No, sir!

- No way!

That's a terrible idea!

That's the attitude.

- You're so right!

- You've got it, sir!

- You're the man!

- Absolutely!

Here you go, big guy.

You've earned it.

You wanna hug me, don't you?

I'll miss you too, buddy. Okay.

- There, there.

- It'll be okay, big guy.

So...

you did it.

No. We did it.

By the way,

congratulations on your promotion.

The corner office, the private potty.

All that stuff.

But, hey! How about you?

You have your parents all to yourself.

So what am I gonna tell Mom and Dad

after you leave?

Don't worry.

Baby Corp has a procedure

for situations like this.

It'll be like I was never born.

I almost forgot!

No way! Lam-Lam!

- You fixed her.

- Yep.

She's as good as new. She's a tough one.

Well, I guess we both got what we wanted.

It's a win-win.

Probably should...

Yeah.

So, stay in school.

I don't really have a choice.

Yeah, right.

- Goodbye, Tim.

- Bye.

Yeah, right.

He left as suddenly as he arrived.

Bye.

Finally, my life was perfect again.

Forget about the baby.

Oopsies!

Pardon me, big fella.

Surprise!

Hooray!

Forget about the baby?

No, thanks. I'm good.

Okie-dokie.

Argh.

Dear Boss Baby...

I don't usually write very much...

but now I know

that memos are very important things.

Even though I never went

to business school...

I did learn to share in kindergarten.

And if there isn't enough love

for the two of us...

then I wanna give you all of mine.

I would like to offer you a job.

It will be hard work...

and there will be no pay.

But the good news is that

you can never be fired.

And I promise you this.

Every morning when you wake up,

I will be there.

Every night at dinner, I will be there.

Every birthday party,

every Christmas morning...

I will be there.

Year after year after year.

We will grow old together.

And you and I will always...

...be brothers.

Always.

Wake up, little halflings! It's 7:00 a.m.

What's the point, Wizzie?

Because it's 7:00 a.m.

I have one job to do,

and you make it so difficult.

It's okay, little halfling.

Sometimes, I get confused too.

Especially during daylight savings time.

Spring forward, fall back.

We don't even have calendars

in the wizard's realm!

There is no spring, only darkness and winter!

I'm not confused at all, Wizzie.

I just miss him.

Tim, look who's here!

It's your new baby...

Brother!

You're here! You're really here!

Gentle, gentle.

You came back!

Say hello to Theodore Lindsey Templeton.

Lindsey?

Who's ticklish? Who's ticklish?

Here you go.

So, that's my story.

Our story.

Luckily for me and my little brother,

it had a happy ending.

Is that a true story, Daddy?

Well, sweetie, that's how I remember it.

- But you know what I found out?

- What?

There's plenty of love for everyone.

Even me?

Especially you.

Just ask your Uncle Ted.

Hey, kid, I hear you're gonna have

a baby sister.

I wanted a horse.

Here you go, kid. Go get yourself a horse.

You know, I'm proud of you, Leslie.

Back at ya, Lindsey.

Hi there, baby sister.

Argh!

All right, guys.

Time for bed.

Come on, Mom. Just a little longer.

Okay.

Wake up, little halflings!

It's time to leave.

Go and live your peasant lives.

Be gone with you!

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