Zip and Zap and the Captain's Island

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HOPE TOYS:

- Dear Three Wise Men...

- No, no.

Dear Three Swindlers!

It's Zip and Zap,

the kids who asked you

for a World Cup soccer ball and

a submarine last year.

And we got neither,

just crappy presents instead.

Let's be honest.

This relationship isn't working.

You've been screwing things up

for years now.

That's why we were forced to make

a very painful decision.

Melchior, Gaspar, Balthasar...

You're fired!

Kick the road, losers!

Oh, and don't worry about

our presents.

We'll take care of that.

Merry Christmas, little bro.

Where's my remote-controlled

submarine?

Hey, check it out!

Fireworks!

Look, a ball!

What's this?

It's a melon.

Zip!

What do I look like?

A bonehead with a limp.

Put that out and find some toys.

Hey! Put that out!

What are you doing?

Don't blow on it, lamebrain!

Grab toys!

Run as fast as you can!

Let's go!

Run, run!

GAME OF VANDALS:

BLAME THE PARENTS

Don't sigh like that.

- Were not even allowed to breathe?

- No.

You were going to let us

choke to death!

Keep this up and you'll never

watch TV again.

- You already said no TV.

- Then no more bicycles.

We already did that.

- Summer camp too?

- That too.

I've got it. Make them

do dishes every night.

No, they'll break

all of my dinnerware.

Wow, you can't think of

any more punishment?

Maybe because since the toy store

accident we've had them all.

Accident? An accident is tripping

and spilling your soup.

What you did is categorical

delinquency.

- Categorical what?

- Come on, we're not criminals.

The newspaper said you are.

Well, it also said to blame

someone's parents.

I'm only guilty of trying

to raise you right.

Like I've always said:

you get what you deserve.

Not again. I'd like to see you

when you were kids.

I never disobeyed my parents.

Integrity, decency

and proper manners.

That was my motto.

We must be arriving.

- Arriving where?

- Yeah, tell us or we'll swim home.

We're visiting...

a publisher for my novel.

How thrilling.

- We'll be back for dinner, right?

- No.

We're staying for a few days.

We've decided that after

your last fiasco, you don't deserve

Christmas vacation.

- No Christmas?

- Take note, another punishment.

You're the worst parents

in the world.

ZIP AND ZAP:

AND THE CAPTAIN'S ISLAND

It's going to start pouring

any minute.

You can start rowing because

I think we're lost.

- Did you follow the directions?

- Every turn.

Maybe the map the publisher sent

is wrong.

Don't worry about us. We'd rather get lost

out here than go to Dad's thing.

For once we agree. We'd rather

not have to look at you.

We should drop you off

in the next ditch.

Look! Finally.

We can ask in the town.

Are you sure? That road

isn't even on the map.

Come on, where's your sense

of adventure?

I've never had one of those.

TOWN:

Do you think we missed

the road to town?

CHILDHOOD HOME:

It looks like an orphanage.

Should we ask inside?

Hey, look at that guy.

Get an umbrella, you pinhead.

I'll be right back.

How may I help the gentleman?

I told him, this map is wrong.

Your father's just as stubborn as you.

Hey, don't compare me to him.

Mom, if you worry about everything,

you'll never enjoy anything.

It's better to worry,

later surprises come along.

Sense of adventure...

You can't just waltz through life

like a lunatic

without thinking about

the consequences.

Okay, change of plans.

We're staying here tonight.

- Are you sure?

- No, Dad! This sucks!

Calm down. We got lost.

And apparently we can only

go back the way we came.

It's too dangerous in the rain.

- We'll go tomorrow. Okay?

- No.

- Let's hit the road.

- "Hit," he says.

More like "kick."

My novel.

Thank you.

And don't even think about

going in there with that.

Please wait here.

Miss Pam, the owner of the house,

will be down to greet you shortly.

- Magnificent.

- Cool.

Nice gang.

Who are they?

If you read a book you'd know.

Captain Nemo,

Doctor Jeckyll and Mister Hyde,

Peter Pan, Allan Quatermain,

Sherlock Holmes,

the Invisible Man...

And the painting, Captain Hook.

All great literary characters.

How boring!

It's a little peculiar, isn't it?

Miss Pam has an amazing

book collection.

Wait until you see my other

collections, my dear.

Welcome to you all.

I'm Pamela.

Or, as everyone here in this

little world calls me, Miss Pam.

Nice to meet you.

Jaime just told me the awful news.

How unfortunate!

Lost and nowhere to go.

- At first we...

- Luckily I'm here

to rescue this happy family.

Give me five?

Too slow!

You'll have to be faster than that.

Now, let's see.

Raise your hand if you're...

starving!

Nobody else?

Company march!

To the dining room!

Family, tonight we have guests.

My darlings, these are my children.

Sister Enriqueta, their caretaker,

and Salomon, our gardener.

You've already met Jaime.

- Pleased to meet you.

- Yes.

They look very happy and

well-mannered. How do you do it?

Thank you, but I shouldn't take

the credit.

Yes, Miss Pam, you should.

Well, yes, but only because

I've given them a home.

And in exchange,

they make me so happy.

You see, life hasn't been fair

to them.

They all come from broken homes.

They were born into families with...

troubled parents.

- So none of them have parents?

- No.

But they're very happy now.

- No wonder. Nobody gives them crap.

- Zap, watch your mouth.

You know what?

I didn't have parents either.

They died shortly after I was born,

so I grew up alone.

Well, not alone, because Jaime

was already working

for my parents and he made sure

I was provided for.

- Then you grew up in this house.

- Bingo!

Unlike these children, I was lucky

enough to have rich parents.

So rich...

So rich...

that I ate them!

A few years ago

I decided to use my fortune

to fill this house with children

who needed a home.

The lost children.

But there's a girl missing, right?

- A redhead.

- Oh, yes, that's right.

Where is Pippi, Sister?

Probably reading one of those

novels she loves.

Shouldn't she be here

having dinner with everyone?

My dear, this home is ruled by harmony.

I never impose rules on my children.

Childhood is a time for freedom

to experiment.

Besides, Pippi is a very unique

little girl.

I try to set limits, but with these two

we haven't had much luck.

The system in your orphanage

might work better.

That's an ugly word.

We prefer to call it

a childhood home.

After all, once you cross

the threshold into my world,

you forever become a part

of my big family.

The gentleman and his wife

can sleep in this room.

- And the boys?

- They can sleep in the children's wing.

A house with wings! And we get

the cool one, with no parents.

Behave yourselves.

I don't want any

horsing around or...

Monkey business. Okay, Dad.

We promise not to have any fun.

Stop complaining and think about

those poor kids without parents.

Poor kids? With Miss Pam

they won the lottery.

Come here, you dummies.

You'll miss us some day,

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