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(upbeat music)

(distant chatter in French)

(speaking French)

- Merci, mon ami!

(♪♪)

Did I know you were coming here?

- It was a secret.

- Oh.

- Kinda like this show.

(scoffs)

- Feels like I should

get you a ride home.

- After the first encore.

- Skyler!

- Come on! I'm good luck.

- Of course you are.

(indistinct chatter)

- How long have you

been into Le Cinq?

- About 14 years.

(cheers, applause)

(upbeat music)

(cheers)

(cheers)

♪ Oh I'll follow you ♪

♪ And try not to look down ♪

♪ What's come over me? ♪

♪ I can't hold on ♪

♪ Save me ♪

♪ From all the noise ♪

♪ Save me ♪

♪ Now all the girls and boys ♪

♪ Are gonna get down ♪

- Uh-oh.

♪ They're gonna get down ♪

♪ You gotta save me ♪

♪ From all the noise ♪

♪ Save me ♪

Acoustics are better back here.

♪ ...are gonna get down ♪♪

(cheers, applause)

- Yeah!

That was the first track

off our new album!

(cheers)

And, um...

uh, we'll be right back.

(upbeat music)

(indistinct chatter)

(speaking French)

Have you seen Skyler?

(metallic tinkling)

Uh! Where is she?

Hey!

- Hey, Dad.

Short set.

(rock music)

- Hey, everyone, we're

live with Luca and his B.F.F.G,

aka Best Friend Forever Gabrie,

with another video in our

Don't Try This At Home series.

Ready, Luca?

- Born ready, Gabe.

- Action!

- Luca!

I knew I'd find you here!

(Luca): Mom?

(screams)

- Nice!

- Luca!

No, baby!

Are you okay?

- My ribs!

- What?

- That's better.

Why are you such a smother?

(scoffs)

(together): Whoa!

- I am not a smother!

- Okay, fine.

Helicopter mom, then.

- Helicopter mom?

- Why are you even here?

If you didn't show up,

I would've landed that stunt.

- Oh, that's funny,

'cause I would have landed

my opening argument

if Molly hadn't called

to tell me

you forgot to pick up

her and Kai.

- Yeah, Luca!

- Can we speed this up?

- You had your phone on

in court, Mom?

It's not cool.

- Is that all you have to say?

- I just forgot, okay?

- No!

You embarrassed me

in front of the judge.

You completely ditched

your siblings.

This is 100% not okay, Luca!

- Cut! Cut! Great stuff, people!

Luca, classic wipeout, no notes.

- Casey, love

the surprise entrance,

but can we get another

without the yelling?

Uh, I can work with it.

That's a wrap!

(chuckles)

This is going to pop off.

- Don't you dare post that!

(upbeat music)

(reporter): Last night,

a secret show

to drop Le Cinq's new album

had a surprise guest:

Derek Venturi's

14-year-old daughter.

For her dad,

not a pleasant surprise.

- Oh! Hey, Dad.

- Oh.

- Hey, I made you

a special breakfast.

No reason. Just... 'cause.

Did you see this yet?

- Hm.

- Rockstar dad calls security

on his own kid is trending!

Even more views than cowboy cat

riding a horse.

Yeah, my publicist isn't

quite as excited,

but Chloé's doing

damage control.

We all make mistakes.

And by "we", I mean me.

- Sky--

- Chill, papa père.

Already called, took the blame.

Mom was too distracted

by the new baby

to be mad at either of us.

Turns out having a half-sister

is fully useful.

- You snuck out in the middle

of the night

in Paris on a scooter!

You could have been hurt.

- You didn't tell me about

your secret show! I was hurt.

- I didn't tell you because

you would have wanted to go.

I probably would have said yes

and it was definitely too late.

We can't just move on.

There has to be...

(sighs)

...consequences.

- I have literally never heard

you say that before.

- I know!

- I say sorry, we eat.

Okay, how 'bout no Brussel

sprouts for a year?

(sighs)

- I can't do that.

You love Brussel sprouts!

- I know.

I meant I won't force you

to eat them for a year.

Fine.

If you're trying

to be that dad,

I've heard there's this thing

called a timeout.

- Actually, I was thinking

more of a family timeout.

Your grandparents are planning

this housewarming

slash anniversary party

at their new house

in the country this weekend,

so...

...we're going to surprise them.

- But we have backstage passes

to Primavera Sound in Barcelona

this weekend, remember?

- Sold them.

Now we're going

to a fam jam in Canada.

- Sold them?

You made a unilateral decision?

- All by myself!

After I talked to your mom.

Plane leaves in four hours.

You'd better get packing.

- This is outrageous!

I can't believe this!

Totalement injuste!

A complete overreaction!

- Sky, you're going to pack

for me, too, right?

- Unbelievable!

(door slams)

(upbeat music)

- Your Honour, I can't tell you

how sorry I am

about running out in the middle

of opening remarks yesterday,

but my 14-year-old was supposed

to pick up my 8-year-old

and 7-year-old from school,

but he was otherwise detained

filming a reckless bike stunt.

- "Helicopter Mom Spins Out"?

- They posted that?

- Your opposing counsel tried

to enter it into evidence.

- Guilty.

- No, baby.

Are you okay?

(nervous chuckle)

Your Honour, that kind

of thing never happens.

It's just my husband's away

playing hockey overseas,

even though he promised

to retire

before the kids were teenagers,

but the man won't stop

scoring and...

and he begged us to go with him

and he's such a great dad

and he just adores the kids,

but I can't take them out

of school at this age and...

and usually I... I can handle

everything on my own,

but when you have a 14-year-old

who is intent on acting out

instead of helping out--

- That's enough, counselor!

I have a teenaged son too;

can be rough.

But you let your client down.

You have until Monday

to get your act together.

- Wait! What?

- Thank you, Your Honour.

Any advice on how to deal

with an out-of-control teenager?

- Nope.

You crack that case, lemme know.

(upbeat music)

(pop song on radio)

(GPS): Where would you

like to go?

- Barcelona!

- Sorry.

Your destination

is 6,403 kilometres away.

- Okay, then let's go

to Elliot Creek, Ontario.

- You got it!

- I still can't believe

my punishment

is visiting my grandparents!

- I know!

Way too light, but it was

a first offence.

Come on! Your cousins

will be there.

You and Luca had so much fun

last time you hung out.

- You mean when I was eight

and he put green slime

in my hair?

Or when I was ten

and he put 20 whoopee cushions

under my mattress?

- Huh, he's older now.

- Hazard reported ahead.

- I feel ya.

(♪♪)

- Wow! This place

is actually way nicer

than the thousand pics Dad sent.

Huh.

What'd you think, Sky?

(doorbell rings)

Yeah, well, maybe I should

have called first.

- Or maybe you should have

turned your phone

off airplane mode

and read Grandpa's text!

- "Well, since no one

could commit

to the housewarmaversary,

Nora has dragged me

to cousin Eddie's

60th birthday in..."

Ew. New Jersey.

"#getmeouttahere, crying

emoji, crying emoji, j.k.

I'm sure it'll be fun.

Not."

- Seriously?!

- I know.

It's like a j.k. and

a 'not' joke at the same time.

- Grandma and Grampa aren't

even in the country?

- It's fine!

We'll hang out in Toronto.

- You do that.

I'm going home!

- Oh, we're really embracing

the whole door-slamming thing,

huh?

No, it's cool.

Very cool.

(♪♪)

(Molly): Stop it! Ow!

Seriously, Kai, if you don't

stop kicking my seat,

I'll kick your butt.

(Kai): I'm not kicking.

I'm stretching.

Mom, Molly hit me!

- He started it!

- Knock it off, you two!

(metal music)

Oh!

They play this song

in my heavy metal spin class.

- Oh! Kai, stop!

(music stops)

- Mom, I'm supposed to go

to a party tonight with Gabe.

- Well, too bad!

Your grandparents are upset

that no one could come

to their housewarmaversary party

so you three

are gonna cheer them up.

(Molly and Kai): Yeah!

- You three?

Wait, is this a dump and run?

You're not staying?

- I need to catch up

on work at home.

And you need to remember that

you are part of a family, Luca.

(sighs)

Keep an eye on Kai for me, okay?

When he gets outta the city,

he's like a puppy on the loose.

(barking)

- Mom!

Kai's taking the lid

off his sippy cup.

- I don't have to use

my sippy cup if I don't want to.

- Says who?

- Luca!

(liquid spilling)

- Kai! You spilled all over me!

(sighs)

- I can't look.

- I'm totally soaked!

(metal music resumes)

- Mom, I need more juice!

- Well, everyone, here we are!

Hm. Well, they probably

just went into town.

- Or Newark, New Jersey.

- What?

They went to Uncle Eddie's

birthday party?

George said,

"Over my dead body."

- Well, Grandpa's

very much alive.

He posted a picture

of where he's staying.

Lots of barfing

and crying emojis?

Guess we gotta go home.

- Darn it!

(horn honks)

- Look at you!

- Is that Derek Venturi,

the rock star?

What are you doing home?

Oh, your tour bus

take a wrong turn?

- Okay, hug first,

guilt trip later.

- Uncle Derek!

- Oh, ho!

Hey, hey, you little stinkers!

Yeah, we were gonna surprise

Dad and Nora,

but I guess the surprise

is on us.

Now, luckily, Skyler needed

to come back and pee,

so we didn't miss you guys!

- Yay!

- Dad, that was you.

- Oh, you know I get stage

fright by the side of the road.

- Oh, Skyler! Look at you!

Hey, how did you get

your dad to come?

- It was actually his idea.

- Hi Skyler! I totally

love your boots!

- Thanks! I got them

in Copenhagen.

- I love that store!

- Luca! Bring it in.

And whoa! Kai sandwich.

Your, uh, cousin's really been

looking forward to seeing ya.

- Dad!

- What?

- Hey.

- Hey.

- Was Uncle Derek gonna

dump you here too, Skyler?

(laughs)

- He's... he's joking.

No dumping.

I just... I have a lot of work

to do,

so, um, you know, I...

I can totally do it here.

- Great.

Then it's settled.

Uh, does anybody know

where the spare key is?

- I do!

Ta da!

- That's a rock.

- Ta da!

- Eh! Toss it here.

(door opening)

Sweet! Now this place turned

out pretty nice.

- Yeah! Last time we were here

they were in renovation heck.

- Yeah.

It was a real snotshow.

- Come again?

- Mom and Dad don't

let us swear,

so we make up words

that sound bad.

Luca says it's total bullyshnot.

- Because it is.

- Hey! You two.

This is family time.

Off your phones

or I'll confiscate them!

Or at least Luca's.

Derek can make his own

parenting decisions.

I'm not judging.

- Eh.

- Luca, why don't you show

Skyler around the property?

- Mom. No.

- Oh, come on!

I bet she'd love it!

Right, Skyler?

- Sure.

- Great! Off you go.

- Oh-kay.

(sighs)

So, over here,

we have the kitchen.

This is where

all the food is made.

Yeah, we even have

some chairs here.

You should sit on these.

- Oh, you have those?

- Then there's the back door.

Watch this, watch this:

it opens...

and it closes.

- Call me stoked!

(chuckles)

- Luca!

- 'kay, Mom!

And outside, we have grass.

(door closes, sighs)

- So, uh, Skyler can share

a room with Molly.

Luca can just sleep

on the couch in the office.

You can share a room with Kai

and I will take

Mom and George's room.

- But I just came

all the way from France!

- Well, I called it first.

- That is bullyshnot

and I got here first, okay?

I am totally jet-lagged.

- Well, I have a lot

of work to do!

- Uh, you sleep in the office!

- No!

(playful music)

Don't you dare, Derek!

Hey! Get back here!

- Ho, ho, this bed is comfy.

- Derek, do not jump on my bed!

- Uncle Derek's very immature.

- I know. I love it!

(horn honks)

(soft beat music)

- Come on, Nora!

Derek and Skyler flew

all the way from Paris!

- And we flew

all the way to Newark.

(sighs)

George, we didn't know

they were coming

until 20 minutes ago!

- Well now we know,

so let's just get out of here

before anyone sees us!

- Oh! Cousin Nora?!

Oh, my goodness.

(laughs)

It has been a minute!

- Several minutes, Millie.

- Yeah.

Oh, you're still with George.

- Hi, Millie.

- Figured you'd have

screwed it up

by now, George.

(laughs)

- Oh he has plenty, but, uh, he

has good hair,

so I keep him around.

- Oh! All right.

Here's your itinerary.

These are your T-shirts.

Memories go in that jar

right there

and gifts on the table

right behind me.

The banquet seating chart is

right there,

but since you only RSVP'd

yesterday,

I had to squeeze George

in at the kids' table.

- Aww! C'mon, George.

Your jokes will kill it

with that audience!

- Is that your gift?

- Oh! Yes, it is.

- Just pop it back there

with the bigger gifts.

Sign in, please.

You know it's funny.

The last time I saw George,

I think he was wearing

that jacket.

- Yeah! And he still looks great

in it after all these years.

- Does he?

- I just love those peach pants.

- Thank you. Thank you.

- Oh my Gosh.

- It was a two-for-one.

But you don't want to hear

about that!

It's a birthday party.

Off you go.

Have fun.

- I...

- Yeah. That way.

It's just that way.

- Okay.

- Bye. Uh, yeah.

- He really does have

great hair.

- So, over there we have a tree

and we even have a hill.

- And that's a field?

- Yeah. Good eyes.

(phone ringing)

Just one sec.

- Dude! I thought

you were coming home!

- Can't. I have to stay.

Family time.

My cousin and uncle are over.

- The one from Paris?

- Yeah.

- Let me say hi!

- Skyler, this is Gabriel.

- Ooh la, la.

- Oh. You speak French?

- No, but I could learn.

- Later, Gabe.

(beep!)

- I can make a salad

with some tuna?

(scoffs)

- Relax. I got this.

- You can cook?

- I live in Paris.

You learn by osmosis.

- You learned what osmosis is?

(mockingly laughs)

- Everything good with you guys?

- Absolutely.

Huh, with Peter gone

for the hockey season,

things are a little

challenging, you know?

He does all the cooking

and the laundry,

and we really miss him,

but we are doing great.

How 'bout you?

- Hey, great!

Uh, you know, Skyler and I,

we're going to go out on tour

when we get back.

- Just the two of you

ever since she was a baby.

I gotta say, Derek,

I'm impressed.

- Yeah, well.

She pretty much raised herself.

- Luca's still a work

in progress.

- "Helicopter Mom Spins Out"?

- You saw that?

- Yeah.

Everyone sent it.

Edwin, Lizzie, Marti, Dad.

- I am not a helicopter mom!

I just like to know

what my children are doing

at all times so they don't do

anything reckless!

Don't judge me!

- I'm not.

(playful music)

- And this brings us

to the highlight of the tour.

The dusty barn full of old crap.

- So, Grandpa's a hoarder?

- Of family memories.

Big time.

Maybe we can find a picture of

when you were six;

put slime in your hair,

remember?

- Nope!

What are those boxes?

- All of the A papers

that Mom ever wrote.

And a B-minus she wanted

Grandpa to burn.

- And my dad's A papers?

- My understanding?

They did not require a box.

That's his stuff there.

- Toy guitar, hockey helmet,

a few trophies,

a stack of...

detention slips.

- Oh! Could I have those?

This could be worth

something online.

- You're not selling

my dad's stuff.

- Ah, come on!

Uncle Derek won't mind.

I'll even cut you in

on the action.

How does, uh, 20 % sound?

- Fine.

- Really?

- Sure. 20 for you.

80 for me.

And the slime in the hair?

You were eight;

a little old for that kind

of thing, don't you think?

- Well, actually, I just had a

slime fight with Gabe last week.

I won, by the way.

- Voilà! Des pâtes coudées

avec chiens chauds coupés.

Avec ketchup.

- Also known as mac n' cheese.

- So, Skyler, do you cook, too?

- Well, I took a cooking class

in Tuscany

when the band toured Italy,

but mostly, we just grab

a croissant

from the boulangerie

or eat at the local bistro.

- How lovely!

- My favourite is in the summer

when we get a baguette and brie

and sit on the banks

of the Seine.

- Well, when my dad's out

at hockey season,

what we do is we microwave

les nugets de poulet

and we relax on the bank

of the living room couch.

- No, we don't.

- Mm?

- Who's your best friend

in Paris?

- He's in the band.

- Aw.

You're my best friend, too.

- I meant Hugo. The drummer.

He's awesome,

speaks six languages.

He's teaching me Dutch,

Greek and German.

- Impressive.

- Mm.

- What is your bedtime?

- I don't have one.

- How much dessert can you have?

- As much as I want.

- Do you like school?

- I don't go to school.

I'm tutored by the roadie.

(Molly): Wha...?

(sighs)

- Does Uncle Derek make you,

um, clean your room?

(chuckles)

- No. I make him

clean his room.

- Sure does.

- Can you swear for real?

- I could if I wanted to.

- Well, there are all

kinds of parents!

Hey, children!

How about after dinner

we play our favourite game?

- Mom, no!

(together): Yeah.

- It's going to be so much fun!

- Cannibal!

- Um, a frog!

- Crawling?

You're scared!

- Frog with a top hat!

(Kai): Swimming!

Elephant!

(Casey): Burrow?

- Happy? Sad? Ooh.

Edwardian collar, hat.

- Bonnet?

- K-pop?

- Chicken!

- Wolf!

- Digging! Burrow?

- Crawling!

- Cat!

- Hangry!

- Hangry!

- Katy Perry!

- Green.

- Werewolf?

- Eating!

- This party is lit!

There's a sundae bar

and a chocolate fountain!

- Dude!

- Um... a Backstreet Boy?

(sighs)

- Carnival!

- Monster!

- Sorry, Gabriel.

Luca can't talk.

It's family charades night.

- Oh! Charades.

Let me guess!

- Roaring!

- Uh... nails on a chalkboard!

- The Lion King!

(together): No!

- Yes!

- Really?

(sighs)

(Kai): Yeah!

- Oh!

- Let's play again!

- Good night, Gabriel!

- You know, maybe nine rounds

is enough?

- Oh! Skyler.

Come on.

I'll take you to our room.

Do you know any ghost stories?

Do you have any crushes?

I maybe like this guy Andy

at school, but he has huge ears.

I wish we were cousins

and sisters.

Brothers are gross.

Luca farts on purpose.

(farting noise)

- Thanks a lot for teaching

him that, Derek.

- Oh, yeah.

Stick it up.

- Ooh!

(farting noise)

- No! You don't do that!

No, please, no.

- Come on, Uncle Derek.

Let's wrestle!

Come on!

- Hey, Dad!

Love the retirement home,

but would you have, like,

an extra toothbrush,

toothpaste...

bedroom?

- Is that my man Kai?

- Grandpa!

- Hey, hey!

What did you do tonight?

- Charades!

- Charades? I love charades.

- Well, that makes two of you!

C'mon, you're really

not coming home?

- Ah, Derek,

we can't just leave!

- That's a shame because

you know that housewarmaversary

you were so excited about?

Casey was actually planning on

surprising you tomorrow night.

- She was?

- She was?

- Okay, that does it.

We're coming. Nora!

Casey's throwing us

a housewarmaversary

tomorrow night!

Bye, Derek.

- Uncle Derek, you did it!

- Did what?

- Gramma and Grampa

are coming home

'cause you're throwing them

a 'whozawazaversary.'

- Derek! I can't!

I have to work!

- Don't hyperventilate.

I'll take care of it.

- You will? Really? Promise?

- Yeah. Come on.

I'm a grown-up now.

Oh, would you check my dad's

drawers for some pajamas?

Skyler forgot to pack me any.

(door slams)

It's kind of rude,

don't you think?

- I don't think so.

I think she's gonna say no

when she gets back.

- Do you pack your own bags?

- No.

- Neither do I!

Bam!

(crickets chirping)

(intriguing music)

(dishes clattering)

- Dad!

- Oh! Shi...p.

- Nice catch.

- Hey! There's someone

in the kitchen!

(yells)

(gasps)

- Hungry, Simon?

- Bro? How'd you get here?

- Drove.

- From Paris?

For a late night cleaning sesh?

Skyler, last time I saw you,

you were, like, yay high.

- Grown a few "yays"

since then, Uncle Simon.

- Please don't call me uncle,

okay?

We're practically

the same age.

- Aw! Mom and George's

happy accident!

- Don't be gross, Casey.

- Do I smell burgers?

What's up, Uncle Simon?

- You don't have to call me...

uh, it's really bright, man.

Okay!

- I'm so glad we get to see you!

I thought you were

at university?

- I am! But, uh, a friend

gave me a ride home

for this house-a-warma-versa...

the party.

- Yeah.

- Didn't you hear

it was cancelled?

- Yes. I... I came

to see all you guys!

- But you didn't know

we were here.

- What are you, a lawyer?

- You knew the house was empty,

so you came to empty the fridge,

fill the washing machine

and catch up

on whatever class

you're failing.

- I'm not failing!

I just need to, you know,

get an A

on my anthropology paper.

- Well, you're in luck.

Mom has a bunch of A papers

back in the barn.

- Seriously?

- Simon!

- Kidding! I got an extension

on my extension

and as long as I get it in

by Monday,

I'm off academic probation.

- I knew it.

- I've got everything

under control.

(alarm blares)

The fries!

Oh! Uh!

Ah, nuts!

(chuckles)

- That's how Casey cooks!

- Finally! Some alone time.

Lemon!

Morning, Kai.

- I love pancakes.

Mm.

- They're crêpes.

- Well, still pretty good.

(playful music)

- What'cha making, Skyler?

- Crêpes.

Would you like one?

- S'il vous plaît!

I'll get the maple syrup!

Don't touch this.

- Can I get in on those, Sky?

- Sure, Dad.

Anyone else?

- Just coffee for me, please.

(gasps)

Are you making crêpes?

Luca! Skyler's making crêpes

for the whole family!

(sighs)

- I'm good with cereal.

- Oh. Smart.

You need the fibre.

- Mom!

- Kai, how much did you drink?

- Two glugs! You bet!

(screams joyfully)

- Uh-oh.

Kai, stop!

(imitates sirens)

(panting)

- Okay, everyone finish

breakfast and get dressed

because I have something really

fun planned for the cousins:

orienteering!

- C'est quoi?

- Oh, it's a map reading

and navigation adventure!

- What's the French word

for no freakin' way?

- If Skyler's going, I'm going.

Are you going?

- Uh...

Are you going?

- Uh, well, I'd love to...

Whoo!

- Whoo.

- Gotcha! But, uh, you know,

I have a really full day.

Hey, Si, you wanna plan

a kegger for the parents?

- I'm in!

- Derek, Simon needs

to work on his essay!

- Yeah.

I should probably hit up

the library in town.

- Perfect! You can drive

the kids to orienteering

and then pick them back up

afterwards.

- Well, what about breakfast?

(exhales)

I can't eat that now.

(upbeat music)

- Renting a car's

the way to go, Nora!

- George, this is nuts.

It's an eight-hour drive!

- What's nuts is how much

a last-minute flight

from Newark costs.

Those airlines, they really

get you in the old

pocketbook, am I right?

- Uh, you're right, George.

- Now, we can drop the car off

in Canada, right, Eric?

- Right again, George.

- Our children are throwing us

a housewarmaversary tonight!

- Fun! Here are your choices.

- Which one is the cheapest?

- Well, I've got one

out on the lot

that might suit your needs.

It hasn't been cleaned yet;

it needs a minor fix.

But I could give you a deal.

- We'll take it!

- It's the sweet ride

at the end.

- Ooh!

- Is the bus station close?

- Nope.

- Welcome, friends.

My name is Fran,

your guide to the wonderful

world of orienteering!

Now, it is a challenging

physical and intellectual

activity.

That's why it's called

the thinking sport.

Right, Annabelle?

- Right, Fran!

- Thinking? It's the weekend!

(laughs)

- I bet you're the comedian

in the group.

- I wasn't joking.

- So, you're gonna use

this compass

to hike to a series

of checkpoints,

then return back here

to the finish

in the shortest

amount of time.

- Think mine's broken.

(laughter)

- Oh, no it isn't, funny guy.

Point that needle north,

then bingo!

You know all the other

directions.

- Right.

- Those are super fun,

but do you by chance

have other footwear?

- Forgot my orienteering boots

in Paris.

- You're from France?

Home of eight-time world

orienteering champion

Thierry Georgio?

Oh! Bet you're a natural.

Now, Annabelle, let's show our

new friends

what we do if we get lost.

(blows whistle)

(blows whistle continuously)

(playful music)

- How long have you been

a vegan?

- Who knew vegan food

could be so hot?

(radio): The New Jersey weather

is sunny and clear

and traffic is moving well

on the interstate,

but police are asking

drivers to be on the lookout

for a stolen red sedan wanted

in connection with a robbery

of heirloom jewels from

the Gilded Age on display at--

(country music)

- I've never seen a rental car

with 300 000 miles on it

and a screwdriver

in the ignition.

- I love a car with character.

And I love this song!

- And yet still, somehow,

I love you, Georgie.

- And yet still, somehow,

I love you, Georgie.

- Yo, kid.

Had a sedan parked

next to your lot

for a few hours

and it's gone.

You see anything?

- No man, sorry.

- How about I check

your security camera?

- Don't you need a warrant?

- I got your warrant...

right here.

- The security cameras haven't

worked in years.

They're just for show.

- Was there anyone suspicious

around here today?

- Just had one couple so far;

not suspicious.

Canadian.

Though the car they rented

is still here.

Weird.

Do you think...

I guess I should call them.

- There's an idea.

- Mm-hm.

(dialling)

- Hi, this is George.

- Yeah, went straight

to voicemail.

I better call the police.

- No! I'll deal with it.

Give me their car.

- There's paperwork.

- Then get it!

- Okay, rude, okay?

Clearly not Canadian.

(mysterious music)

Okay, so what's

your phone number?

(grunts)

- Okay, not sure

what you usually serve

at housewarmaversaries,

but I was thinking

everything deep-fried

except for the pies

for dessert.

Actually, you know what?

Let's deep fry those, too

and, for entertainment, nothing

says housewarmaversary

like mechanical bull.

- Derek, if you're gonna make

a fake phone call

to try to get me to take over

the party planning,

you need a better script.

- Excuse me?

I'll call you back.

I don't know what

you're talking about,

but if you did want to help--

- Nope.

I'm going upstairs

to work on this.

Don't forget the invitations

and the decorations.

And no napping!

(Skyler): Ach! Feels like we've

been walking forever!

I think I'm getting a blister.

(Molly): Me, too!

- We went north, northwest,

38 degrees to the pointy rock

and then west 45 degrees

to the fallen tree.

Where's the stupid checkpoint?

- There!

(buzzing)

- Finally.

Let's take a break

and let the boys catch up.

- Oh, Luca bailed after,

like, two minutes.

I'm surprised

he lasted that long.

- What? Then where's Kai?

- I don't know.

He could be anywhere!

He's a runner!

- What's wrong, Paris?

Your feet hurt?

- My little cousin's missing!

Kai! Kai!

- Kai!

- Kai!

- Kai!

(sighs)

(angelic music)

(music stops)

(music resumes)

(snoring)

(sighs)

- Derek.

- Hey, cuz.

Having fun?

- What are you doing?

- Let me go! I saw a yeti!

(speaking French)

- Nice. Now do it in German.

Or did "Oogo" not teach

you how to swear yet?

(whistle blowing)

Hey! You should be thanking me!

I found fudge

and a way better activity.

Go-karting!

I'll text you the address.

Also, keep an eye on Kai.

He's a runner.

- I know.

- Here you go, little guy.

(man): All racers are to avoid

any reckless driving

and are required to keep helmes

fastened at all times.

Failure to follow these,

or any safety instructions,

will result in immediate

ejection from the premises.

- Are these things clean?

- I doubt it.

- All racers must wear

close-toed shoes.

- Mm.

This fudge is good!

- Luca, Kai's eating

all the fudge!

- What? Stop him!

- No eating in the go-karts!

- Let's do this!

- After him!

(rock music)

- Oh, uh, okay.

- Kai, stop! Stop! Kai!

Kai, stop!

Kai, slow down!

You're going too fast!

- All hair and loose clothing

must be secured.

(joyfully exclaims)

Under no circumstances

should you ever drive

off the premises.

- We've got a runner!

- Kai!

- And, most of all, have fun!

- No!

- This vegan burger isn't bad;

it could use a little meat

and cheese,

but my compliments

to the chef.

- Well, I'm the chef, so thanks.

And I'm glad you liked

all of the samosas.

Too much spirulina

in the kombucha?

- A bit.

(chuckles)

- I like your choice of font.

- Yeah, I, uh...

...I worked pretty hard on that.

- I like your shirt.

- Oh! Are you a fan?

- Oh, yeah.

I love crew necks.

- I meant, of the band:

Truman's Last Chance?

- Huge.

- So I'll see you at their show

this afternoon in Moose Neck?

Should be a whole lot

of hungry vegans,

so I'm taking the food truck.

- Yeah! Yeah.

For sure!

As soon as I pick up my nieces

and nephews from orienteering.

- Cool.

- Whoo-hoo!

(tires screeching)

- Kai, stop!

(Kai): This is awesome!

- Kai, you better...

(Kai): Wow!

- Kai, slow down!

What are you doing?

- Best... day... ever!

(muffled screams)

- Kai!

You okay?

- That was fun!

- Here they are now.

(awkwardly exclaims)

- Stop running!

- Oh!

(laughs)

- Okay!

- Uh!

(exhales)

(angelic music)

(exhales)

(phone rings)

- Simon, please tell me you

remembered to pick up the kids.

- Yeah, we're

at the police station.

- You're where?

Derek! Derek!

The kids are in custody!

(panting)

(Derek): Relax! They're not

going anywhere.

- Kids! Where's Kai?

- In Chief Millsworth's office.

- Crashed pretty hard.

- Crashed?

- Sugar crash, ma'am.

Seems he overindulged

in some local fudge;

drove through the centre of town

into an aromatherapy booth,

followed by the rest

of the Formula One team

and a pit crew member

on foot.

You the team boss?

- Casey MacDonald, mother.

- Hm.

- Luca, what you were thinking?

- Well, at first,

I was thinking, "How far

could Kai possibly get?"

I mean, he's on a go-kart

and they're not even meant

to go on pavement.

I was wrong, though.

- That's what you were

wrong about?

- Hi, officer.

Derek Venturi,

father of this one.

Skyler, if I've told you once,

I've told you a thousand times:

no off track go-karting.

- Sorry, I forgot.

- Was this your idea?

- Seriously?

- I know who you are.

- Uh, you know my music?

- No! Your father.

He's my next-door neighbour.

His dream house construction

has been my nightmare.

- Mom, look! Simon met a girl

at the vegan restaurant,

but forgot to ask her name,

so I drew a picture of her

and now the police

can put out an APB!

- For my own daughter?

- Wait a second!

The... the vegan restaurant

girl is your daughter?

Can I get her number?

- Absolutely not!

Now, all of you,

out of my station.

- You're not pressing charges?

- I'll waive the fine

for reckless go-kart driving

by a minor,

but you'll have to pay

for the aromatherapy booth

and for fumigating main street.

(sighs)

- Send the bills to my son.

- Come on! Kai's only seven.

Have mercy!

- Luca, we will talk about this

when we get back to the house.

- Hey, hey. Easy!

- Chief Millsworth,

have me sent back to Paris.

I beg you.

- Out! All of you.

And don't forget

the lavender-scented kid

asleep in my office.

- Right!

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Time to go, honey!

(muffled grunts)

(chief sighs)

(effort grunts)

I'm so sorry about this.

He's fine.

We're on our way now.

- Ah, what I wouldn't give

for a real criminal.

(rock music)

(grunts)

(country music)

(suspenseful music)

- We shouldn't be eavesdropping.

- Sh!

- Luca, what is going on

with you?

Ridiculous BMX stunts,

the principal's office

four times in a month?

- That's it? In ninth grade,

I was sent

to Principal Lassiter's

office four times a week.

Had my own chair.

- Sh!

- And today you got yourself,

your siblings and your cousin

arrested?

Even Derek never got arrested!

- Well, actually,

in freshman year,

there was that streaking

incident.

- Sh!

- Luca, talk to me.

Look, I know

I've been really busy

since your dad went to Europe.

- Look, I just don't want

to talk, okay?

I've already talked to Dad.

Come on! Orienteering?

- I thought it would be

a fun activity

for you and Skyler

to do together.

- Mom, she's so boring

and a total snob.

- Well, now you sound

like a snob.

Make an effort to get to know

her, Luca! She's your cousin!

- I'm not a kid anymore!

You can't just make me

go on playdates

and do these stupid

activities!

- Well, if you think

that was stupid,

wait'll you hear the next one:

cleaning out the barn.

- Come on! That has, like,

50 years' worth of dirt

and mouse poop!

- And gimme your phone so you

don't spend the whole time

talking to Gabriel.

- What if I'm in trouble?

- You are in trouble!

Phone. Now!

- Hey, look: I will talk to him.

- Don't you dare.

I mean it. Don't!

And don't say anything

to Aunt Casey, either!

- Hey! Hey!

The barn is that-a-way!

(sighs)

(sighs)

(door slams)

- Skyler, Luca didn't

mean what he said.

He's just being 14.

- So? I'm 14.

- Yeah, well, girls mature

faster than boys.

- That's just an excuse

immature boys use.

- Oh, that really blows

my excuse

for a large chunk

of my life.

- Dad, I've been punished

enough.

I want to go home.

I mean it.

- Sky, your grandparents have

been driving for hours

to get back--

- Yeah! For a party

that isn't even gonna happen.

- It's gonna happen!

- You can't organize our cutlery

drawer, let alone a party.

- Well, who says the forks and

knives have to be separate?

Look, we'll do it together.

All right?

You organize everything at home!

It'll be fun!

- No! If this is what family is,

I hate it!

And I hate you

for making me come here!

(soft music)

- Hey! It's raining!

- Inside?

(creaking)

- No. No!

No, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, nah!

Gall dang it!

(panting)

Oh, heck!

- Hey Case, listen: something

just happened---

Go away!

- Ooh! What happened here?

- Nothing. The shut off

in the tub didn't work!

- And you left the tap running

when we went to go get the kids?

- Obviously, yes.

- Hey, Casey, is it possible

that I am now the together one

and you're the problem child?

- Get me a mop!

(creaking)

Oh!

- Oh!

(panting, whimpering)

Mop!

- Yep!

(creaking)

(panting, whimpering)

- Luca takes the pass.

He's in all alone!

He dekes left.

Then right.

- Having fun?

- Living the dream.

- I would just like to say--

- Whoa, whoa!

Hey, guys!

What are you doing here?

- Looking for mom's

anthropology essays.

- Not anymore!

See, I just gotta take out

all these, uh, big words,

then this one sentence here:

"As a young woman

in the year 2006."

And then I'm off to see

Truman's Last Chance

in the metropolis of Moose Neck.

- Truman's Last Chance?

I've heard of them!

- The foxy vegan's

favourite band.

- You still don't know her name?

- It's the first thing

I'm going to ask her

when we're rocking

out together.

I mean, assuming they rock.

I have no idea.

- Whoa! Does that thing

still run?

- Sure does!

This is Dad's pride and joy.

After me, of course.

- Uncle Simon, before you see

the love of your life,

you might want to get some

of the straw out of your hair.

Maybe change your shirt?

- Good idea.

Thanks, Skyler.

Moose Neck. Whoa!

- What are you doing?

- Going to Moose Neck.

Have fun cleaning.

Shut the door now.

- So, if I come would it, like,

totally ruin your fun?

- Yes! You're not invited!

- Okay.

Thanks anyway.

The only contractor in town

can't look at the ceiling

until Friday

because he's busy rebuilding

the aromatherapy booth.

- Ooh!

- No!

- No what?

- We are not cancelling

the party, Derek!

Mom and George

are so excited about it.

- I am in over my head!

I have people

for this kind of thing!

- It's okay.

I know you need help.

- Oh, finally!

- Oh, no, no, not from me.

But Kai is a great decorator

and Molly is an excellent

list maker.

- That's super, Casey,

but I need real help.

- Well, you can't ask Simon.

He's busy working on his essay.

(car running)

(sighs)

Or taking the station wagon

for a joyride.

Get Skyler to help you.

- Uh, she's not really

talking to me.

We had a fight.

- Well, you know

that's normal, right?

How long do they usually last?

An hour? Two hours?

- It's our first one.

- What?

- And it's killing me.

- They're for the kids, Derek.

(rock music)

(radio): And here's

Truman's Last Chance,

performing live tonight

in Moose Neck.

♪ I've been awake

taking up space ♪

- These guys slap.

♪ Rattle and bass

gas and no brakes ♪

♪ Trying to keep pace

with all this change ♪

- Ouch.

- Sh!

♪ Nothing ever stays the same ♪

♪ Change... ♪♪

Quit hogging the blanket!

- Your foot's in my face!

- Good!

- George, honey,

we're almost at the border.

- Better get rid of that orange

in your purse.

My wife, the citrus smuggler.

- George, please, no jokes.

- Don't worry, Nora.

I can 'border control' myself.

(playful music)

- Morning, officer.

Just on our way home.

- That's right.

We're Canadian.

I won't sing the anthem.

Unless you want me to.

No singing.

- Any firearms or livestock

in the vehicle?

- No.

- Though some have commented

that I have a couple

of impressive guns.

(chuckles)

- That's good! I've never

heard that one before.

You mind if I use that?

- It's all yours.

- Thanks! But since

you mentioned 'guns,'

I'm gonna have to run you

through the system.

- I wonder if it still has

that robbery that I committed?

I stole this one's heart.

- Oh! You...

(laughs)

Ah, no, your record

seems clear here.

But the car is stolen.

Used for a jewelry heist

in New Jersey.

Please pull ahead

to parking lot B immediately!

Next!

Yeah, we got one coming to ya.

Parking lot B.

Thank you.

Pull ahead immediately!

Start the car!

(engine starts)

- I told you, George,

no jokes!

- Don't say anything

incriminating.

They're probably listening

right now.

- We didn't do anything!

Except get in the wrong car!

- Keep your voice down.

- Oh, I don't care who knows

we're getting a divorce!

- On our 20th wedding

anniversary?

That's cold.

- Hello, folks.

I am Officer Lassiter.

Ah, Nora MacDonald

and George Venturi?

Are you by any chance related

to Derek Venturi?

- Oh! You're a fan?

- Of the most exasperating

and infuriating student

to ever infest the halls

of Thompson High?

- Principal Lassiter?

- One and the same.

The one whose life your son

made miserable for four years.

The same principal who left

after Derek's last

thigh-slapping graduation prank

and took a position

as a customs official

where people have to respect

my authority.

- Derek!

Don't worry, Mr. Venturi.

I'm sure your son has matured

a great deal since then, mm?

(laughter)

So, we have called the car

rental agency

and they have corroborated

your story.

What the heckski!

You are free to go.

- Oh, thank you, Principal...

I mean, Officer Lassiter.

We really appreciate it.

- Yeah. And we're very sorry

for everything Derek did.

- I don't hold a grudge, George.

- So, where is the car parked?

- Oh, it has to be impounded.

It is, after all, stolen.

And give Derek my best.

(birds chirping)

- No! No, no, no, no,

no, no, no!

(car engine coughing)

Come on!

Did he forget to fix

the gas gauge?

Dad!

(horn honks)

Oh!

(playful music)

(sighs)

How hard is it

to fix a gas gauge?

- Your full name is Blaze?

- My parents were hippies.

- Welcome to Canada.

Next!

(sighs)

- Is this your black case?

- Ah! Just take everything!

Hurry up, George.

- It's okay.

It's just a little setback.

We'll call an Uber

and still make the party.

- Okay, I'm looking.

Oh my... an Uber's going

to cost 800 bucks!

- Sign right here.

He's one funny guy, eh?

- Oh, yeah, he's a real hoot.

- Good luck, you two.

- Bye.

Well, what do we do now?

- Well, I don't know about you,

but I'm going to hitchhike.

- You can't! It's not safe for

a delicate flower like yourself.

- Oh, up your nose,

George! Seriously?

- If you're headed

towards Belleville,

I could get you that far.

- Oh, I'm in!

(grunts)

It's up to you whether you want

to take blondie here, or not.

(joyfully exclaims)

- All right!

Hey, does this have,

like, 18 wheels?

- Don't you dare ask!

- Can I honk the horn?

- No!

- Toot, toot!

(Nora grunts)

- Oh, dear.

I'm Nora.

- Winston.

- Ah, nice to meet you, Winston.

- Wow! So high up!

(chuckles)

I can see all the way

to Montreal.

- Does this thing

have seatbelts?

- Ah, no.

(engine starts)

- This is so lame.

Why did you invite me?

- I didn't.

Simon'll be back any minute.

Someone's coming!

- Is that him

with the foxy vegetarian?

- Vegan!

- Maybe they brought back

snacks!

- Or she's driving him

to the concert!

- Hey, thanks for the ride.

I'm Simon, by the way.

- Simon! Simon!

- I know.

I saw your name on your essay.

(soft beat music)

- Okay, fine.

I don't know your name.

- Yeah, I heard you were

asking my dad.

- You heard about that?

- Sure did.

- And, you know, if you want,

I'll autograph

that drawing of me.

- Simon! Stop!

- And it's Willow.

- Willow.

- So we either wait here

for, like, hours,

or just walk back

to the highway.

- Do whatever you want.

I'm hiking to the concert.

I bet it's close.

- You know where Turkey Neck is?

- Moose Neck.

Voilà! A map.

- Grandpa George, kicking

it old school.

- Grandma and Grandpa's

house is, um... let's see.

There.

Fastest route to Moose Neck

would be along Highway 8

and we turned off that,

like, an hour ago.

So, the concert should be

right over that hill.

See ya!

- I'm not coming!

- I didn't invite you!

- This is stupid!

- You mean like trying to BMX

over a bunch of baby strollers?

- So, how's your essay going?

You know, pretty good!

I think I'll probably

get an A.

- Wow.

Cute and confident.

I like that.

- Is it getting worse?

- Uh, little tied up

here right now.

- Another one, Uncle Derek?

- Sure! Great work, Kai!

- I'm done with the guest list!

- Ah! Great.

Let's have a look.

(door closes)

Jung Kook, Jimin, V, J Hope.

Molly, are these your

grandparents' friends' names?

- No! They're members of BTS.

I have no idea who Grandma

and Grandpa's friends are.

- Uh! Hey, Kai, I got an idea.

Um, why don't you go beg Skyler

to come join in on all this fun?

- Okay.

- Still mad at you, huh?

- Uh.

- I'll get her to help.

If she says no, I'll cry.

Works on my mom every time.

- Mm.

- True story. Okay, Derek, look:

is it getting bigger?

- Definitely.

- Well, eventually,

it'll just, like,

dry up, right?

- Uh, doubt it.

I don't know.

The water's probably

eating its way

through the floorboards

as we speak.

- Comforting. Hey!

Der, I'm sure Skyler's

over it by now.

- Hope so.

(panting)

- Uncle Derek, Skyler's

not in the barn.

Luca neither.

- What?

- Maybe they went for a walk.

- Luca doesn't walk.

There would have to be wheels.

- Station wagon wheels!

- I'll call Simon.

- I'll call Skyler.

(phone ringing)

(beep!)

- It's Simon.

Why don't you text me,

like the rest of the world?

- Simon's not answering.

- All right, Dora.

Where next?

- I'll check the compass

you stole from Fran.

- You're welcome.

Did I mention

that I hate walking?

- Yes. Several times!

Feel free to go back

to the car.

- I don't know where the car is!

Barn duty is looking

pretty good right now.

- Well, I would have helped,

but I'm too much

of a boring snob.

- You heard that?

That was a private conversation!

- Weird way of apologizing!

- Is that why you're trying

to stow away?

'Cause you were mad at me?

- I stowed away so I could have

some fun,

which I like to have as far away

from this family as possible!

- Then why'd you invite me?

- I didn't!

(soft beat music)

- So, what are you studying?

- Oh, you know!

Partying, chillin', relaxin'.

It's technically undecided.

- You're so lucky you get

to go to university.

I'm saving up

for culinary school.

- Chief's a bit

of a tightwad, huh?

- No, I wanted to pay

my own way.

You get that, right?

- Totally.

- Are we there yet?

- Almost.

Once we get to the top of

this hill, we'll be able to...

See the next hill.

(branches cracking)

Quiet.

Stop breathing.

- What? Are you that mad at me?

- Sh!

(branches cracking)

Aw, look!

(small grunt)

A baby bear!

Do you think it's lost, too?

- No, I think it might have

a mother close by

that would see us as a threat!

- So, nature boy, what do you do

if you come face to face

with a mad mama bear?

- Never ends well

for me with mine.

- Thanks. Helpful.

I'm out of here!

- Wait! No, you're not supposed

to run from bears!

- What? Oh!

(grunts)

Ow!

- Skyler! Skyler, are you okay?

- Ow! My leg!

- Relax.

They are somewhere with Simon.

- Then why isn't he answering?

- 'Cause he probably

didn't charge his phone.

Don't freak out.

- Oh! Oh, okay.

Go ahead! Make me do all

the worrying and all the work,

just like you always do!

- What's that all about?

- Kids! Hey, have I told you

about the time Uncle Derek

left university

after freshman year

and I had to pack up

all the stuff

and break up

with his girlfriend?

(together): Yes!

- Hey, where is all that stuff?

- Still in my friggin' basement!

- Is friggin' a swear word?

(softly): Heck!

- You look, I can't.

- Don't think the jeans

are going to make it.

Still need to stop

the bleeding, though.

- What are you doing?

- Need to apply steady pressure

to the wound.

My Mom made me take

a first aid class

so I could babysit

Kai and Molly.

- Did you actually finish

the course?

- Uh, I got the gist.

Hey, do you want my help or not?

(soft music)

- Should we check the library?

- Uh, speaking

as an ex-18-year-old dude,

I'd say,

cherchez la faim.

- Look for the hunger?

- Oh. Yeah!

But I meant the femme.

- Okay, look for the girl.

Any particular girl, Derek?

- Do you mean vegan

restaurant girl?

- Molly! That's it!

- Casey, slow the frig down!

(Kai): Pay up, Uncle Derek.

- Okay. The owner said there was

a guy in here yesterday

working on a computer,

15 samosas

and her coworker, Willow.

- So where's Willow now?

(sighs)

- Selling falafels at some

concert

in the middle of nowhere!

I got her number.

- Wait until you hear them live.

They slap.

But you knew that already.

- 'Course.

I gotta say this day kinda

already slaps, though.

What's up?

- Your sister talked

to my coworker?

You have to call her right away.

- She's relentless! She probably

found out about the essay.

- Your essay?

- Okay, well, technically

it's her essay,

but I found it in a box

in the barn.

- Isn't that plagiarizing?

- Well, hey, at least I'm

keeping it in the family, right?

(dialling)

- Hey, Casey.

I know you're mad at me, but

can we talk about this later?

- Simon, we've been all over

town looking for you!

- What?

- Where are Luca and Skyler?

- I have no idea.

- Did you drive them

to the concert?

- Well, hang on, hang...

You think I'd give them a ride

without telling you first?

How irresponsible

do you think I am?

- Like Derek! Only worse!

- Okay, wow, Casey.

That's harsh!

- Maybe they stowed away?

- That would explain the weird

noise in the back seat

before I ran out of gas.

I'll go back to the car

right now.

- Hurry, please!

- Uh, let's get over that hill

so we can see where we are.

- Okay.

- Ow!

I think I did something

to my ankle.

Can you...

- Yeah. Here.

- Ow.

- You okay?

- It hurts a lot.

(growling)

What was that sound? A bear?

- My stomach. I'm starving.

- Me, too.

- Granola bar?

My Mom packs food

in my pockets for emergencies.

Sorry it's not a croissant.

- You think I'm too snobby

to eat it?

- Skyler, you know

I didn't mean that.

- Yeah, you did.

- Okay, fine, I did.

But, I mean, come on!

The concert on the glacier?

You hung out backstage

with the Queen of Norway

at a Foo Fighters show.

The weekend getaway trip

to Turkey

'cause your Dad thought

it sounded delicious?

- But we did those things.

- We get it!

Your life is so cool!

Your dad's a rock star,

literally.

- So is that why you're always

such a jerk to me?

Because you're jealous?

- I was just teasing you.

Have you never been

teased before?

- Not really.

I don't go to school!

And I'm an only child.

And it didn't feel like teasing.

- Maybe I was jealous, but you

just kept rubbing it in my face.

- Your life rocks!

Hockey player dad,

hotshot lawyer mom.

I barely get to see my mother

and now she's got

this whole new family.

Your mom is totally

there for you.

Ew! And this is totally stale.

- Been in my pocket for a while.

Don't chip a tooth.

- You know, I feel like this

search-and-rescue mission

would be a lot cooler

in a sports car.

(sighs)

- What is taking so long?

Simon left to check George's car

43 minutes and 12 seconds ago!

- Relax, Casey, the kids know

to wait by the car.

- What makes you so sure?

They're both 14 with a history

of reckless behaviour!

Have you read any books

on the adolescent brain?

(scoffs)

- Is that a rhetorical question?

(phone rings)

Hey, Simon!

- Hey!

- You got the kids, right?

- I have no idea...

My brother needs me

back at the house.

- Oh my gosh! I'll take you.

- No, no! You got the concert

and your food.

- Family comes first.

- Well, hey, the essay thing?

I only did that so I could

see you again.

- Yeah.

I'm not so sure we have

that much in common.

- Thanks, chief.

(beep!)

Okay, Chief Millsworth is on it.

He's got cars patrolling

the area

and if that doesn't pan out,

they'll start an air search.

- Mom? Are Luca and Skyler

going to be okay?

- Of course they are, honey!

Right, Derek?

(inhales, exhales)

Right, Derek?

- Hm, let's see.

I've been to Europe, Australia,

parts of Asia.

Saw Africa from Spain,

but never made it to Antartica.

- Skyler, come on!

You're doing it again.

- Oh, come on!

You know your life is great.

You have a big family.

Molly and Kai are awesome.

You have friends under 40.

- You get tutored on a tour bus.

By a roadie!

And you get to hang out

with your dad 24/7.

My dad's in Europe five months

a year playing hockey.

- For what it's worth,

the roadies range of subjects

is a little limited.

I'd never been go-karting!

That was pretty fun.

- Right?

- Not as fun as driving

a few laps around the track

with my dad and his band

for a video shoot

at Le Mans.

(sighs)

Sorry.

(distant cheers, rock music)

- Either that baby bear's

a musician, or...

- It's Truman's Last Chance!

Luca, we made it to the show!

- Did we?

- Hey!

We are gonna die

on some random hill

and our last meal

was a pocket granola bar!

Take the win!

- Skyler, it's bleeding again.

A lot.

We really need to get home.

- Okay. Simon's taking care

of the kids.

Chief Millsworth just told us

to sit tight

and wait until we hear from him.

- We doing that?

- Not a chance! Gimme the keys.

- I have to get to the concert.

- You'd go to the concert

without me?

- What? No! To get help.

Will you be okay

when it gets dark?

- Used to make my dad sing to me

so I could get to sleep.

But I'll be okay.

- All right.

- When you're in the trees

you won't be able to see,

so use this.

South, south, west.

- All right.

Got it.

- Wait!

That way.

- That way.

Right.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

- Three days ago Skyler, snuck

out alone on an e-scooter

to see my show in the middle

of the night.

- Yeah.

I saw the video.

- You saw that?

- Everyone did.

- Oh. That's why we came home.

I thought family

is what Skyler needed.

Backfired.

Obviously.

- When Luca was little,

he followed me everywhere,

trying to help

and telling jokes.

Now, he just thinks

I'm bossy and controlling.

Can you believe that?

- What? No.

I just wanted Skyler

to believe in herself,

that she could do anything,

not... anything!

I should have had

a few rules.

- Yeah, well, I have a bajillion

rules and how did that work out?

(phone rings)

- Pick it up, pick it up,

pick it up!

- Please, please, please.

Hello?

- Mom, Mom! Can you hear me?

- Luca! Yes, I can hear you!

- Okay. Remember when you said

you could pick me up

from anywhere at any time?

And, look, I know I called you

a helicopter mom,

but I really need--

- It's okay, honey.

Slow down.

Where are you? What's wrong?

- It's not me.

It's Skyler.

- What?

♪ Close your eyes ♪

♪ No need to weep ♪

♪ Very soon you'll be asleep ♪

♪ Twinkle twinkle little Sky ♪♪

(helicopter humming)

(soft music)

I'm here! I'm here!

I'm here!

(Casey): We see you!

(Derek): We got you, Sky!

You... you sure you don't

want me to carry you?

- Dad, it's okay.

- Okay, Skyler and Luca!

The kids would not go to bed

until they saw you.

- You're alive!

- Oh!

- Nothing gets past you, Molls.

- I was so worried.

- Me, too.

- We're here!

- Hey, hey, hey!

Who wants to party?

- Made it! Oh!

What happened here?

- Wait 'til you hear, Grandma!

Skyler and Luca stowed away

to get to a concert

and were almost eaten by a bear,

then Skyler fell down a mountain

and was bleeding like crazy

and broke her foot

and had to be rescued

in a police helicopter!

(Kai): Grandma and Grampa?

I'm coming!

(creaking)

(gasps)

Oh! What the heck was that?

This is crazy!

Why are my feet stuck

in the ceiling?

- I was going to tell you! Oh!

I'm coming, Kai.

- Is now a bad time to tell you

that the party's cancelled?

- Did you guys

bring me presents?

(upbeat music)

(yawns)

- Uh. You couldn't sleep either?

We should pay

for the ceiling, Derek.

They spent everything they had

getting this place built.

- Uh, who's the one

that left the tap running?

- Come on, Derek.

We're family.

- Morning, guys.

We have good news.

- You're up before noon?

- Luca and I decided to make

the housewarmaversary happen...

tonight.

- To make up for, uh...

you know.

- And you guys

don't have to help,

even though there are only a few

hours to pull it all together.

- Amazing!

Hey! Vegan restaurant breakfast?

On me!

- Oh! I'm in!

(playful music)

Now, can we stop for some

sausage and bacon first?

(door opens)

- They're kidding, right?

(door closes)

- Yeah, we're kidding.

Of course we'll help.

(exhales)

- No, we won't.

I will.

You have work to do.

- Yeah. Mom, we got this.

- I've made a spreadsheet

of what everyone has to do.

- Oh! My niece.

(upbeat music)

(Nora): Grandpa's afraid

of spiders!

(Kai): No peeking, Grandpa.

- Okay! Whoo!

Do I smell lavender, Kai?

- Okay, now, take off

your blindfolds!

(together): Surprise!

- Oh! Oh!

(laughter)

- I must be dreaming.

- I must be having

the same dream!

- You got a permit

for this thing?

- Um...

- Just kiddin'.

(laughs)

Congratulations.

- Thank you.

- You remember Willow?

- It's nice to see you, Willow.

- Hi, Willow.

- Where'd the food come from?

- It's what Willow was going

to sell at the concert.

- Hm.

- You paid for it.

- Oh! Did I tip well?

- Oh, yeah. Super generous.

- Nice.

- Bonjour, Skyler.

- Hi, Gabe.

Bye, Gabe.

- Hey, Uncle D.

New album dropping, huh?

Cool, cool.

- Yeah.

(suspenseful music)

(distant laughter)

(door opens)

- Doctoring your sister's essay?

(chuckles)

- I, uh, I actually...

I thought I'd start over.

The panic of potentially

getting kicked outta school

is helping me focus.

- Brought you some samosas.

- Well, I do like samosas.

- I should let you

get back to work.

- Actually, uh...

...I could use a little break.

You wanna go for a walk?

I kinda thought

that you'd written me off.

- I kinda did.

(suspenseful music)

(grunts)

(♪♪)

- Oh!

(sighs)

(Skyler): Where would your mom

hide your phone?

(Luca): I don't know!

Could be anywhere.

Uh, you check

the kitchen drawers

and I'll check her purse.

(sighs)

(♪♪)

Yes! Jackpot!

(creaking)

Someone there?

(♪♪)

Skyler! Get outta here!

There's someone in the

upstairs bathroom! Run!

- How?

- I don't know! Piggyback?

(creaking, screaming)

- Oh, Oh!

Ah! My jewels!

(grunts)

- Come on.

(grunts)

(Nora): When George and I

first built this house,

...we dreamt of family

gatherings just like this one.

Tell us a joke, Georgie.

- I...

(clears throat)

I got nothing.

Happy anniversary.

- Happy anniversary.

(intriguing music)

- Where's his other half?

- Uh, upstairs bathroom.

- Freeze! Police!

- Freeze? I'm stuck

in the ceiling!

(cheers)

- After all that excitement...

We're so glad

you could all come.

And what's a party

without music?

So, Uncle Derek, please join

your band on stage.

- Uh-uh, my band's

in Paris, Luca.

- Not that band.

The greatest garage band

of the mid-2000s!

- From London, Ontario...

(together): D-Rock!

(cheers)

- Sam!

- How you doin'? We haven't

jammed in a while.

- Where's Ralph?

- Oh, he's in the, uh,

operating room.

Yeah. Still can't believe

he's a brain surgeon.

- Yeah. Wait, then

we need a drummer!

- Me! Hugo's been giving me

lessons.

- What?

Thank you.

- Uh, we still could use

a guitar player.

- Hey!

- Oh, boy!

- Yeah!

- Hey!

- Yes.

- So, now all we need

is a vocalist.

- Fine! Twist my arm.

- Hey!

- Hi! Aw!

Okay, listen: are we huggin'?

Or we playin'?

Okay, I'm going to count

everybody in.

Ready?

- Yeah.

- One, two, three, four!

(rock music)

♪ You said it was over

but it was not over ♪

♪ You said it was over but it

was not over ♪

♪ You said it was over

but it was not over ♪

♪ Na Na Na Na Na Na ♪

♪ Well life was blue

you broke my heart ♪

♪ You say you didn't care

right from the start ♪

♪ But I know that you did

and you still do too ♪

♪ So don't lie to me

and don't lie to you ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ You said it was over

but it was not over ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Na Na Na Na ♪♪

(upbeat music)

(upbeat music)

Hey!

Don't worry, I won't make

you dance with me.

But I just want to say

what you did was so sweet and...

...and it's so...

Thank you.

(exhales)

(indistinct chatter)

- We all good?

- Better than good.

Chief Millsworth says

there's actually a reward

for finding the jewels.

Could pay for the hole

in the ceiling,

even the aromatherapy booth.

- Pretty epic trip, Dad.

This family's growing on me.

- Think the feeling's mutual.

- But you won't mind

if I sneak outta here now?

I found a red-eye to Barcelona.

- Oh. Very funny.

(together): Skyler!

- Go.

- So! You gonna

come home again soon?

Like, you know, before

the kids go to university?

- Hey, Case.

- Yes, Der?

- I was just thinking:

do you still have that guest

house in your backyard?

- Who wants to know?

(together): One, two,

three, four!

♪ You said it was over

but it was not over ♪

♪ You said it was over but it

was not over ♪

♪ You said it was over

but it was not over ♪

♪ Na Na Na Na Na Na ♪

- Whoo!

♪ You said it was over

but it was not over ♪

♪ Ooh ooh ooh ♪

♪ Oh oh ♪

♪ You said it was over

but it wasn't over ♪

♪ Na Na Na Na Na Na ♪

♪ Na Na Na Na Na Na ♪♪

(cheers, applause)

- Are we rolling?

Oh, cool.

- Your first miracle.

- Do a U-turn.

- Okay, hold on.

- Oh, my!

Nailed it.

- Would you be quiet?

- No, this is acting.

- Uncle Derek,

Skyler's not in the barn!

Nuke... Luca...

(laughter)

Nuke. I was...

- Come on, kitty pops,

give us some juice.

(laughter)

- I'm sad.

- Me, too.

(indistinct chatter)

(distant chatter)

(clattering)

- Dude.

(laughs)

(laughter)

- What is so funny?

(laughs)

- Sorry, sorry!

♪ Na Na Na Na Na Na ♪

♪ You said it was over ♪♪

- Luca!

- That's a wrap.

We are irresistible.

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