[upbeat music]
- Let's laser tag it up!
- Yay, fresh meat.
- Yep. Sign us up, Lucy.
- I was talking to my sandwich.
All right, just wait over there
till we have enough players
for two teams.
- Are your brothers coming?
- I hope not. I didn't tell them
I was doing this.
For once, I'd like
to be on a team
with anyone whose name
doesn't rhyme with "icky."
- They like their sister.
Is that so bad?
- They're good kids, Mae.
They mean well.
But I need some time
away from them.
Lately, they've been
sticking to me tighter
than honey to a frog's foot.
- That's not a thing.
- It is where I grew up.
- We grew up three blocks
from each other.
- It hasn't
gotten to you yet.
The point is,
it's just kind of sad
how much they need me.
Without me,
they have nothing.
[gasps] Mae, that cute boy
is totally staring at you.
- No, he's not.
Oh, my gosh!
That cute boy is totally
staring at me.
What do I do?
- Leave it to me.
Put Mae on their team, okay?
- You're not the boss of me.
But your parents are, so fine.
- Maybe I'll get cute boys
on my team too.
[both squealing]
Hey.
- So if you keep heading
that way,
you'll hit the bathrooms.
- Is it me, or were
those boys handsome?
- Yes, they were.
Too bad they're not playing
laser tag with me.
- Don't worry;
we're here.
- Okay, awesome.
We've finally got enough
for two teams.
Mae, Jasper, and those guys
versus Dawn and the Ickys.
boys:
Yay!
- Yay.
- Poor Dawn.
She really needs us.
- Good thing we showed up.
- Or she'd have no friends
to play with.
- You know,
Dawn's a good kid,
but without us,
she has nothing.
- [sighs]
[upbeat music]
- ♪ Na na na na na na
na na na na na ♪
- ♪ Hey! ♪
- ♪ Na na na na na na
na na na na na ♪
[whistling]
♪ ♪
- ♪ One, two, three, four! ♪
♪ ♪
- ♪ Na na na na na na ♪
♪ Na na na na na na ♪
- ♪ Hey! ♪
♪ One, two ♪
- ♪ Na na na na na na ♪
- ♪ One, two, three, four! ♪
- Dawn, I can't believe you
blasted your own brothers.
- I just can't spend
any more time with them, Mae. I
had to put them out of my
misery.
- Hey, Mae, I had fun
playing with you.
- You too, Jasper.
Hopefully we'll get to
do it again soon.
- Hopefully next time,
my brothers won't be here.
Fingers crossed
they got the message.
- We got your message.
- Oh, good, because I've been
wanting to say something and I
didn't know how to.
- No need to say anything.
I think we're all feeling it.
- It's pretty obvious.
- You're really bad
at laser tag.
- But don't worry.
We're gonna practice
with you every day until you get
better.
- Just try to get rid of us.
- Yeah, we're gonna stick to you
like honey to a frog's foot.
- What does that even mean?
- It means that wherever I go,
they're there.
I get home; they're there.
I wake up; they're there.
I go to school; they're there.
- There, there.
- I need to find
a new activity that they'd never
like.
- I'm in a ballet class.
How about that?
- Ugh, I hate ballet.
It's perfect!
They'll hate it even more.
- Hey, Dawn.
Laser tag ended
kind of quick,
but don't feel bad.
We found something
to fill the time.
- Do you like puzzles
and are ages eight and up?
Then good news!
- This one's all sky.
4,000 pieces,
and they're all blue.
What's that sound, boys?
Sounds like the fun train's
leaving the station.
all:
Puzzle, puzzle, puzzle, puzzle!
[chanting continues]
Puzzle, puzzle, puzzle, puzzle.
Blue-blue!
- [mouths words]
- ♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh, oh ♪
♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh,
oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
- I think we lost them.
- Dawn, relax.
They weren't following us.
- Don't kid yourself, Mae.
They followed me
out of the womb,
and they haven't stopped since.
- You made us ride
in my mom's trunk.
I think we're good.
- You're right.
This is a no-bro zone.
So...
let's ballet it up!
- We don't really say that.
- Wow, that girl
could bite her toenails.
- Oh, that's Eiffel.
She's the best in the class.
She was the ballerina
in that really funny
toilet paper commercial.
- Oh, The Butt-cracker?
- Yeah!
- Sweet!
All right, let me try.
- Wow, impressive.
- Thanks, no biggie.
- You did it.
- I know.
I think I'm a natural.
Only one problem.
I can't get my leg down.
- What?
- My leg is stuck.
Help me, help me,
help me, help me!
- Okay.
Help me, help me,
help me, help me!
Help me, help me, help me!
♪ Oh ♪
- Anne, I think I've got it.
I have just the thing
to put the wind
back in our "sale."
Say hello to Squishy,
the "sale-r" dog.
- I don't get it.
- What's not to get, Anne?
We have a big, annual sale.
He's Squishy, the "sale-r" dog.
'Cause he's dressed
like a little sailor.
[high-pitched]
Ahoy!
- Tom, we need something
that's gonna make people want to
buy things.
This is just gonna make
people say, "Aww."
- Aww.
- Look, I've been going
over the numbers,
and the last time our sale
was actually profitable
was 12 years ago.
- As I recall, that was
our first foray into radio.
You remember the jingle?
- Oh, no.
- ♪ Hurry on down
to Tom's Get Sporty ♪
♪ Save 10%,
which is close to 40 ♪
♪ Take it from
your old Uncle Morty ♪
♪ You'll save plenty
at Tom's Get Sporty ♪
- No, no, Uncle Morty was
the year after our big success,
and he was a horrible failure.
- So what was 12 years ago?
- Well, we didn't do
anything big that year,
because I was pregnant.
- So the thing that was big
was you.
- Oh, it's true, though.
Every customer I waited on
felt so much sympathy
and support for me,
they bought, like,
anything I showed them.
- It's too bad
you're not pregnant again.
- Huh, I know.
Wait a minute.
What if I am?
- What are you
telling me, Anne?
- Oh, no, no.
Honey, no, no, no. I'm not
saying I am.
I'm saying what if, um--oh--
I am?
Huh?
- Whoa.
- Huh?
- Oh, here. Here, here,
here, here, sit, sit.
Can I get you anything?
- Honey, honey, honey,
it's a watermelon.
- I'll love it no matter
what it is.
- Okay.
- Hello?
Ickys?
[sighs]
Coast is clear.
- Thanks for bringing me
home, Mae,
and helping me change,
and scratching that itch.
- Dawn, it's been stuck
like that for four hours.
I think you should see a doctor.
- I'm fine, Mae.
- Ugh, I feel so bad.
You didn't even
want to go to ballet.
- No, I loved it.
I thought it would be boring,
but it was totally fun.
The boys not being there
was just a bonus.
- Okay, well, see you tomorrow.
- High five?
- Oh.
- [grunts, sighs]
- Hey, Dawn.
- Oh!
- Where you been?
- Yeah, last time
we saw you,
you brought us all
warm milk.
- And then when we woke up,
you were gone.
- Oh, well,
that milk knocked you guys
right out,
and I didn't know
what to do.
So I wandered down here.
Now I'm gonna wander back
upstairs and take a shower.
Excuse me.
- Wow, without us, she seems
so lost and confused.
- Yeah, she can't even remember
how to walk.
- Hey, Anne,
these customers don't want
these ski boots.
Could you put them
back on the shelf?
- Oh, sure thing, sweetie.
[sharply exhales]
[sighing]
Yeah, you mean the--
the high shelf
upstairs in the back?
- That's the one.
- Okay.
- Be careful on
that old ladder. You're climbing
for two.
- Oh.
- You know what?
Um, we'll take the ski boots.
- Great.
- Are you also going to need
skis, bindings, and poles?
- I don't think so.
- That's okay; I'm just gonna
lug them back upstairs.
- Oh, you know what?
Um, we'll take it all.
- Ah, great.
- Yeah.
- Let's get you all ringed up.
[groans]
[melodic whistling]
[Nutcracker Suite plays]
- Don't bend your elbows.
Unclench your fists.
Good.
- Do I look like you now?
- I said good,
not Butt-cracker good.
- Don't worry;
I've been here six months,
and I'm still not
"Butt-cracker good."
- Oh.
- My.
- Gosh.
She's doing ballet.
- She hates ballet.
- I love ballet!
- Oh, poor Dawn.
We weren't around, so she got
lonely and followed Mae here.
- So sad.
- She couldn't even go
two hours without us.
- What?
Can you believe it, Mae?
They're here.
They can't even go
two hours without me.
- It looks like
they want to come in.
- Please, don't. No!
- She said,
"Please don't go."
We came just in time.
- I'm gonna go out there
and get rid of them.
What are you guys doing here?
- You know why we're here.
We all know why we're here.
- Yeah, I know
why you're here,
but I'm pretty sure
you can't be here.
You know, I think the teacher's
not gonna want you here.
- Wait, you boys
want to join the class?
- Of course.
If our sister's here,
then we are too.
- Fantastic!
I'll get you set up.
- But-- but no, they
really don't want--
- Aren't you glad
these boys are here?
Now I can finally showcase
my true abilities.
Hold my waist.
- She was talking to me.
I'm Dicky.
- I'm Eiffel.
- Don't sell yourself short.
You're two eyefulls.
[applause]
- You can thank us later.
- I told you we should've ridden
in your mom's trunk again.
But no, you had to
have a seat belt.
- Can't let me have
my own thing.
Ballet wreckers.
[blender buzzing]
- Dawn?
Dawn!
- Oh, what?
- Honey, you promised you
wouldn't blend angry anymore.
- [sighs]
- We talk about our problems.
We don't liquefy them.
- I'm sorry.
I went to ballet class
to get away from the boys,
but of course they just
horned in on that too.
Just--it makes me
want to just--
- No, no, no, no,
hey, hey, hey, hey.
- I'm sorry, but they're like
little baby ducks.
You know, waddling behind me
everywhere that I go.
I'm tired of being
the mama duck.
- Honey, do yourself a favor
and tell your brothers
the truth.
You'll feel better.
It is always best to be honest
with people.
[sighing]
- Hey, guys,
I have to tell you something.
I really, really love
being a quad,
but I'm also starting
to love ballet,
and I kind of want it
to be my thing.
I hope this doesn't
hurt your feelings too much.
- I'm good.
- Me too.
- No sweat.
- Oh, well, phew!
Thanks for taking it
so well, guys.
- No worries.
- Our pleasure.
- We only went
to ballet 'cause you needed us.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Let's be clear.
I didn't need you.
- Come on, Dawn.
You always need us.
- No, I'm the mama duck.
You're the baby ducks.
I waddle; you follow.
Quack-quack!
- No, we're the papa ducks.
- Yeah, we waddle;
you follow.
- Oh, please.
You need me.
- No, you need us.
- I don't need you!
- Well, we don't need you!
- Quack!
- Oh, yeah?
Quack, quack.
- Quack, quack, quack!
- Quack, quack,
quackety-quack!
[all quacking]
- Hey, you guys seen Mae?
- Can't talk.
- We're quacking here!
[quacking resumes]
- Ah, do you smell that, Mae?
- [inhales]
I smell feet.
- Yes, but they aren't
my brothers' feet.
I don't have to
smell my brothers.
I don't have to see my brothers.
I don't even have to hear
the word "brothers."
- Where are your brothers?
- Oh, don't worry.
They won't be back.
- What?
But we need them.
- Uh, for what?
I don't know
if you noticed,
but they weren't very good.
- I don't need them to be good.
I need them to make me
look good.
If we don't have boys
in the class,
who's gonna partner with me
for my pas de deux?
- Well, I "a-pas-de-gize."
but it looks like you're gonna
have to pas de do it yourself.
- Do you even know
what "pas de deux" means?
- Pas de duh!
[both laughing]
- Stop doing that.
- Sorry.
- Look, you like this class,
right?
- Yes.
- And you want to
make it better, right?
- Of course.
- Great.
Then do us all a favor.
Don't come back to class
without your brothers.
- Wait, what?
- Hey, you may have been in
a toilet paper commercial--
- Two. You're looking at
the new Snow Wipe.
- Well, that doesn't make you
better than anybody else.
- Actually, it does.
It also gives me
free toilet paper for life.
So boys, please.
- Yeah, well,
if she doesn't come back,
then I don't come back.
- All right, Mae.
I'm sorry.
We'll miss you.
- Mae, this is
all my fault.
- Yes, it is.
Sorry, that just came out.
I don't blame you--
yes, I do!
Sorry, the words just keep
coming out--your feet smell!
I should go.
[upbeat music]
- Anne, lookit.
Our big blowout sale
is once again
in the profit column
thanks to you
and our little bundle
of unfolded laundry.
Who's my little moneymaker?
You are!
You're my little moneymaker.
- I--don't you feel guilty
about this, Tom?
- Shh! I'm counting.
Higher than I've ever
had to count before.
- You know, I gave our daughter
a big speech about being honest,
and I don't know; I just haven't
felt right about it since.
- Why did you talk to her?
That's what the blender's for!
- What?
- So she can work through
her problems on her own.
Think about it Anne.
If we make more money,
we can buy
all the kids blenders.
And then we won't have to
talk to any of them.
- Tom, this-- this is just
wrong.
- What are you saying, Anne?
- I'm sorry, Tom.
It's over.
- Anne, no.
- I can't be fake pregnant
anymore
with your
college sweatshirt baby.
- But, Anne,
what about the sale?
- Tom, I can't.
- Hey, guys.
So, look,
Mae really needs you guys
to come back to ballet.
- Oh, did you hear that,
guys?
Mae needs us
to come back to ballet.
- Well,
what do you know?
Mae needs our help.
- Poor Mae.
We should really help Mae.
Why are we saying
"Mae" like that?
- 'Cause it's really
Dawn who needs us.
- But didn't she say
she didn't need us?
- That's why we're saying
"Mae" like that.
- It really is for Mae.
She stood up for me, and now
the girls don't want us back
unless we show up
with you boys.
So I guess you're right;
I do need you.
- We knew it!
- Was that so hard?
- Look, I don't need you guys
to be around me all the time,
but right now,
I need you to do
what any self-respecting
brother would do.
Slap on some tights,
get on your tippy toes,
and pirouette back to class.
What do you say?
- Don't worry, Dawn.
We'll be there for you.
- Ah, thank you guys so much!
- Wow, she really does
need us.
- Should we get our tights?
- Nope.
We're gonna play laser tag.
[whispering]
That's a nice fishing rod.
Shh, it's okay.
Don't worry.
Daddy's gonna sell
this nice man a fishing rod,
and then I'll be able
to finally buy you
some baby food.
- Tom!
- [imitates crying baby]
Oh, great, Anne.
You woke Pinny.
Oh, he's so pale.
Everyone, buy things!
That'll help!
- Tom?
- Okay, okay.
You're right.
We shouldn't lie
to our customers.
- Don't worry, honey.
I have just the guy
who's gonna help
make our sale a success.
[whistles]
- Sale-r dog!
- Hi.
- It's a "sale-r" dog 'cause
it's a--'cause it's a sale.
all:
Aww!
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- Okay, I got to ask.
Are your brothers coming?
Are they not coming?
- They told me they'd be here,
but I knew I couldn't
count on them.
They're always around
when I don't want them
and never around when I do.
I'm sorry, Mae.
I've ruined this whole
dance class for you.
- Oh, don't worry.
I'll just ruin
something of yours.
- Oh, you're doing
that thing again
when you say something
and then take it back.
- Nope.
- So where are
your brothers?
- Oh, yeah, my brothers.
Well, I talked
to them, and--
- We heard you
loud and clear.
both:
Oh, thank goodness.
- We hear you've been
giving our sister
and her friend a hard time.
- If you get boys
back in the class,
do you promise
to be nice to them?
- Yes, of course.
I promise.
- Great, then we have a deal.
- Why aren't you
wearing your tights?
- Because we're not coming back.
- What?
- But you said we had a deal.
- We do have a deal.
- You need boys;
we got you boys.
- Boys!
- Mae, you remember Jasper.
- Hey, Mae,
nice to see you.
- What did you do?
- We got you boys.
- That aren't us.
- And who like Mae.
We get it, Dawn.
You need some you time.
- And that's cool with us.
- You know, I do like
having time away from you guys,
but it's also
really nice to know
that you'll be there for me
when I do need you.
- Always.
- Group hug?
- Nah, I think
we all get it.
- All right.
- Want to find some other kids
and play some laser tag?
- That sounds good to me.
- I just have
one question.
How do I get out of this?
Help me, help me,
help me, help me,
help me, help me!
[rock music]
♪ ♪
- [whistling]
♪ ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
- ♪ Yeah! ♪
- ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
- ♪ Yeah! ♪