From this humble airfield,
a journey of epic proportions.
These brave explorers will make their way
to Cape Canaveral
for tomorrow's historic launch of the
first ever manned mission to Mars.
These pioneers of space known as
"The Mars 9" must today say goodbye
to their loved ones and tomorrow to this
spinning blue marble we call Earth.
[indistinct papparazzi chatter]
- Whenever you look at the moon,
just know that I'm looking at the same moon.
- Are you?
I think Earth and Mars have different moons, Baby.
- What about the sun?
- Same sun.
These intrepid men and women will depart
not knowing when, or even if, they will return.
- Mrs. Von Webber, over here.
You look stunning.
[theme song] * Hey yes you know
* I'm feeling fine I'm feeling fine *
- Welp, said goodbye to Lex.
I can't believe he's really leaving.
- I'm sorry, Honey.
Could you use some cheering up?
- Yeah. I know just the thing.
(flirty) - Great minds think alike.
- Quality time with the people I love.
- Or person. We could really use some reconnecting.
- Exactly.
That's why I signed us all up for the sleepover
at The Brewton Museum of Natural History.
- Wait, what?
- The whole family.
- No.
- I mean, I love The Brewton Museum but sleeping
there with 1000 other parents and their kids?
I won't survive!
You'll be visiting me in the Hall of Extinction.
- Isn't it a New York rite of passage?
- It's a nightmare.
And, between work and his Dad's Committee,
Andy and I haven't had sex in weeks.
The other day I caught myself winking at a zucchini.
- At least you're not Brooke,
she's not getting any for light-years.
Am I the only one who thinks Lex going to
Mars is just a little bit crazy?
- It's insane. Mars?!
It takes eight months just to get there
and once you do it's a life sentence
of smelling other people's farts.
- Oh my God, I never thought of that.
- Yeah, you can't just crack a window!
I'd rather live in the upside-down with a Demogorgon.
- Hm?
- "Stranger Things." Binge pronto.
- I'll watch it tonight.
- You're not working?
- Nope, my schedule got shifted around.
No more Fridays.
- Okay, in that case,
Forget Winona Ryder talking to Christmas light.
I all caps beggin you come tonight, please.
- Pass.
It'll be fun if you come!
And you'll love it, it's just like camping.
- Minus the campfires, and s'mores, nature,
shooting stars.
- Okay, I wasn't going to do this,
but desperate times... you owe me.
- For what???
- for getting you laid, like monster laid,
with that hot rocker dude in L.A.
- Damn it, that was an epic lay.
[rock music]
This is already the longest night of my life.
- Don't worry, I packed us an array
of essentials to get us through.
- You did?!
- Yeah, camping sucks if you don't bring all
the comforts of home.
I've got wine and booze - wasn't sure what we'd
be in the mood for - sandwiches from Katz's Deli,
some edibles I got from a neighbor--
- No drugs or alcohol. No outside food.
No smart phones or tablets.
Please have your bags open and ready for inspection.
- You'll need to surrender your phone, ma'am.
- Just one last text.
- You're the wife of one of the Mars 9, right?
The famous one, from the paper?
Yes, I'm Br--, Mrs. Lex von Weber!
- If you don't mind me asking,
how are you holding up?
- Never better!
Other people sacrifice their lives for our country.
The least I can do is sacrifice my husband.
- It's not enough to get us hammered
but it'll at least take the edge off so
we don't beat ourselves to death with a dinosaur bone.
- Next.
- Quick, he's not looking. Put them in your pockets.
- I don't have pockets!
- Mine aren't big enough.
Andy, you have to hide these
Shove them up your butthole, whatever it takes.
- What? No! I can't break the rules!
Honey, I tried to sneak apple slices into a movie
theatre and the usher kept glaring at me like he knew.
I had to leave Passion of the Christ halfway through.
- Spoiler: he dies.
- Do it!
Next!?
- Bet you get a lot of people
trying to smuggle stuff in, huh?
Rules are rules! Why don't people get that?!
- Sir, what's that in your pockets?
Every year there's a trouble maker.
I've got my eyes on you.?
- Now we know what a one percenters'
refugee camp would look like.
- I'll drop the twins off for story hour.
Then Hazel, we'll start the scavenger hunt.
...Mom...
Babe, why don't you run the twins over then come back.
We haven't hung out since we got his and her flu shots.
Plus, I think the scavenger hunt
is for the kids to do with each other.
It's for everyone!
Let's head over, kiddo!
Come on.
- Check out bubble mom.
- Are those adult diapers?
Oh my god yes! I thought she was an urban legend!
Apparently her kid goes to Columbia Grammar
and she's such a germaphobe
she refuses to use a public bathroom.
- I hope we're not downwind of her.
- Brooke, hi! I've been thinking about you
since I saw you from across the room.
How are you doing?
I had breakfast with the Mayor this morning.
We're in talks to rename the onramp
to the Midtown Tunnel Alexander von Weber Way.
So, never better!
-You've never looked better.
Your earrings are criminally insane.
- 25th wedding anniversary gift from Lex.
We celebrated all the big events he may miss before he left.
- Oh my god, what are you doing here?
- Annabelle! What are you doing here?
- The boys love the sleep over.
I mean I didn't think we were gonna make it at first.
But I'm so glad we did.
- Yeah, cool, cool, cool. Well, you
know me, I've just been rockin' and rollin'... whatnot..
- Hi, I'm Jill Weber and this is my friend, Vanessa.
- Annabelle. Annabelle Hughes.
Hughes?
Yeah I went back to my maiden name.
Nice meeting you.
Bye, Simone.
- Congratulations, you made it to the beaver dam!
Your next clue will take you to a time before man.
- Pretty sure they said "No Phones."
- Dad! Ava's diabetic. She has a
phone in case of emergencies.
- You're so lucky you have diabetes.
- Hazel, don't say that. Diabetes is
a devastating disease that kills people.
- Oh my God!
- Sometimes! Okay, Hall of Dinosaurs
is next, let's go!
- Guys, I'm so sorry.
- Has anyone ever actually died of boredom?
Clinically speaking, no. We may be the first.
Checkmate.
- You're X's. Also, this isn't chess.
Are you okay?
- Never better!
- Lights out in fifteen minutes.
Which means it's last call for early exits! Last call!
- Andy would KILL ME if I left.
And I would kill you.
- Oh, come on, it's just one night.
Doors closing in 10...9...
XOXO
- No, it's not just one night. It's 9 every night?
Jill, can I borrow your car?
- Sure, but where are you--?
Florida. Watch my kids.?
5...4...
3...2...1...
- Andy!! Brooke just bolted for--
[?] Hi, your mom is fine.
You're not going to believe this.
She borrowed our car and hijacked some adult diapers.
She's going to piss herself through 16 states
trying to get to Cape Canaveral.
Just like that Lady Astronaut!
- Wasn't she driving there to kill her husband
for cheating on her with another astronaut?
- Whatever, it's romantic!
-Babe, wanna go laugh at the conical boobs
on the early Pacific humanoids?
- Not this trip, but next time, okay?
- Forget it.
Jill. Okay, back to the-- Hazel?!
Hazel?
[animals shrieking]
Welcome to the Hall of Moms
where we have every species known to man
from the Suburbosaurus Anorex to the Botoxified VOmitocious.
We are way too sober for this.
Oh look, that weekend dadisour is about to go extinct.
Poor thing doesn't stand a chance against those cougars.
You should go rescue him before he winds up like that gazelle.
You're well aware of my strict "no dads" policy.
Ah! Was that a flask!
Oh, I'm on it.
- Jill will you be a dear and watch my kids for me?
- Sure, do your thing.
Is that a face bra?
- Wait, you don't mean all night.
'Cause Brooke's kids here.
- She's sawing logs like Paul Bunyon.
She's right in Ben Franklin's G- spot.
- 'Scuse me?
You know that precise place under a
dome where if you whisper
it echoes throughout the whole hall?
- UGH. Of course I got the worst cots.
Oh there are way worse; if you're on the perimeter
you can count on an encounter with a rat.
- (horrified) Great, thanks.
- Jill, this is Dean.
Thanks for sharing your space with us.
This dead beat is Tucker.
- Welcome! Sorry it's crowded.
I suddenly have eleven children.
His mom packed the bag and forgot pj's.
And almost everything else Luckily she remembered
this or I'd be in big trouble.
- I don't suppose you want to share
that with a couple of ladies who just saved you
from being eaten alive by a pride of single moms.
- Uh, sure I guess.
- Cough syrup?
- With codeine.
It's the only thing that lets him sleep through
that cough but I could get us some alcohol.
- Really?
- You want to help me try?
- Jill, can you watch his kid?
- Sure. If you see Andy just tell him the Old Woman
in the Shoe is looking for him.
[rock music]
- I smell computers, right here.
- What are you doing? It's locked.
Oh come on.
- Wow, nice hands. You a felon?
- Ha! Latch key kid. Probably
could've turned pro though actually.
-So, are you like a computer whiz?
- I'm actually a hacker.
- You just hit "control alt delete."
- You a hacker too?
- I run the IT department for an investment firm.
Okay, Amazon Prime Now is at our finger tips.
A couple bottles of white, couple bottles of red. Popcorn?
- Ooooh, Sriracha.
- How do we get a delivery in?
- Deliver to Fire Escape on Southeast
side of museum. That window's gotta open, right?
- Genius. Okay, click purchase. Done!
Delivery within an hour!?
- I'll get supplies and meet you at the emergency exit.
- Okay.
- So, how do you know Annabelle?
- We were... summer friends.
We did everything together.
Spinning, hot spinning, yoga, yoga-spinning.
It was the best summer of my life.
- Reminds me of that article,
did you read it?
It's about all these Hamptons women who spend the summer
working out together and then fully start having affairs?
They called it -
"Lesbians Until Labor Day"
- It just sort of happened and by the time
summer ended we vowed to leave our husbands.
Only I chicken'd out.
- Do you love her?
She obvissimmi loves you, she left her husband for you.
- I think about her every time I mount that saddle...
- Okay, normally, I'd neck punch who said this
but, you need to tell her how you feel.
Okay.
Watch my ki--?
- Kids, yeah, yeah. Go,go, go.
- Please drop delivery bag in sheet hammock,
then tug. Thanks, Dean.
Good, right?
- Yeah. And here:
Nice touch.
Is it on?
It's stuck.
Oh shucks.
Here.
Woah, woah, careful, careful.
Anabelle.
I want to apologize for the way I acted earlier.
And for last summer.
I appreciate your apology.
- Seeing you tonight, I -- I really miss you.
I really miss you, too.
- It's almost summer. Let's spin it together.
- What happens in September?
- I'm not going to be your dirty little secret, Simone.
- You know I love you! I'd leave Sebastian if I could--
- My books on tape have taught me that love
is a verb and actions speak louder than words.
Right now I see you loud and clear.
- Sir? Hi. I know we got off on the wrong foot,
but I need some assistance.
- The smuggler needs help? Typical.
- My daughter, Hazel, is lost.
- Where'd you last see her?
- About an hour ago, near the Planetarium.?
Go back.
That's her, right there, that's her!
- She's in the East African Hall.
Thank god.
- What'd you think The T-Rex
reanimated and gobbled her up?
- Well, she's only eleven.
Then you'd better run in there and rescue her!
- I'm just gonna go make sure she's okay.
- Fun police.
- The grossest thing was probably a teratoma.
It's a benign tumor, but this one had grown teeth and hair.
The beginnings of an eyeball--
The beginnings of an eyeball?!
- Holy crap! It's here!
- I've never been more excited
to drink screw top wine in my life.
- Thank you!
- Jeez, how many condoms are in here?!
- I didn't order those! I mean, I did, but not for us.
Not that I don't want to, you're a knockout
and a good tipper...
They must have already been in my cart.
- Crap..
- Oh, I thought that was pretty good.
- It was, I just don't date Dads.
- Why?
- Step kids, ex-wives, it's not for me.
If you're still single when Tucker turns 18, gimme a call.
- So, there might be a loophole if my son was older?
- Yeah, I'm not anti-breeder --
- My son is 26. Tucker's my grandson.
- But you're so hot!
- Any rule about dating a, y'know...?
- Nothing in the rule book about grandpas. ?
- Which kid is the diabetic?
- Oh, um-- Why do you want to know?
- What are you doing?!
- It's too low, it's too low, you have to come over here.
Right in under Ben Franklin's g-spot.
You got to John Cusack it and jack it to eleven!
- Our interval training song from yoga-spin!
- We have one hour before they turn the lights on.
- What are you talking about?
- I've been chasing the wrong girl all night.
You're coming with me.
- You gonna throw me over your shoulder like a caveman??
- What!
Could you watch my twenty-seven kids?
Thanks.
[intense music]
- Noooooooooooooo!!!!! ?
- I got off the rocket.
- Lex?
- Without you Mars just seemed like an inhabitable,
wasteland with acid rain and shitty wifi.
I can just go to Newark for that. I love you.
Are you wearing a diaper?
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