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That's my sister, Susan Allison Baskin, the wretch.

See the blue robe she's wearing?

Looks too big, eh?

Well, it's Mom's, and she's gone away.

She's wearing it because she knows it really, really bugs me.

I told her. She said I could.

But why?

It's too big for you anyway.

I'm sorry, but there's nothing I can do about it. My commute's late.

I don't want any of that. God.

Your toast is burning.

Oh, God.

Come on, eat it, Michael. No.

It's fruit. It's exactly what Mom makes when you eat that.

I don't want any.

Come on.

That does it. That really does it.

Pizza face.

I do is wrong.

The food, the money, the dishes.

Dad, are you listening to me? Yeah, yeah, yeah. I hear you, Suze. I am just

tired for all your squabbling today. I have been up all night.

It's not easy for him either, with Mom gone.

Don't forget that.

What do you mean? She's not dead, you know.

Hi, Superman.

Coming to soccer practice?

Hi, Connie.

Gee, what's wrong with you?

Nothing.

Go on.

Easy.

Look, here's just a brother, right? But on the soccer field, you're a star.

Come on.

Maybe.

Hey. Did you hear the fire engines last night?

Are you kidding? I was right in the middle of the action.

Hi,

Mr.

Baskin. Hi, Susie. Nice morning for a ride.

Hi, Connie.

God, it's the human plea.

Are you here for breakfast, or are you just wriggling through? I'm just having

some of these delicious grapes, if that's okay.

He said, I'm just having some of these delicious grapes, if that's okay with

you.

Do you want to have a choice?

Carter was out of fire last night, Dad.

Yeah, it was fabulous.

All started about midnight.

Half the neighborhood was there, but I got the closest.

Yeah, I'll bet.

I was wriggling through the fireman's legs, the hoses spurting up all around

The guys coming off stuff came from the smoke, coughing like this.

Boy, those flames.

We should have seen them.

Where was it?

Old spooky house in school. You know, the one the winos been sleeping in all

winter.

What's wrong with you?

Oh, boy.

The old spooky house.

That's bad.

I saw one of them yesterday.

One of the winos camped there.

He was outside the bank.

He was begging, but nobody was giving him anything.

It's funny how little things you do can change your whole life.

So I gave him the money.

All that I had.

What money?

The shopping money.

You little liar.

You told me you lost that money. All right, all right, all right. That's

Suze.

Come on. It's good that he's generous.

Well, how can I keep a butcher around here?

He's throwing money out. He's got about 50 cents in the bank.

Dad, I felt sorry for him.

Well, anyways, if we find another place to camp, that'll be pretty hard.

They all died.

Died?

Burned to death?

Yep. I'll seal it up.

Oh, what garbage.

It's true. The farm man told me so.

Well, then, it's not funny, is it?

You know, if I was your father, you wouldn't be... Go on, go on. Get out of

here. Both of you.

The rabbit's coming today, and if I don't sell him some stuff, we really

have only 50 cents in the bank.

Shoot. It's mine.

Come on.

Play well, eh, buddy?

Again, nothing.

Oops.

Hey, little guys. It's dangerous around here for you.

Oops.

a looking fight. No, come on. People died in there just a few hours ago.

Oh, gross.

Why'd you have to be such a slob?

Ounces are supposed to be clean.

Supposed to be responsible.

Smell that.

Oh, God.

Go on, get that out of here.

God, Suze, I can't concentrate with you yapping, yapping, yapping away.

Hey, you're late for school. Go on, off, off with you.

Thought I dreamt, Bruce.

Very funny.

Oh, it seems to be funny in a madhouse.

It tends to be normal.

Hey, wish me luck with the rabbit.

Good luck.

Thank you.

Don't fight.

Come out, please.

Pick it up. Don't drag it.

Pick up the books.

Jessica, stop running. See me after school.

After school?

Look at him.

Look at the way he sits.

Look at the muscles rippling under the skin.

That's anatomy.

Every great artist knows anatomy.

Five minutes for this pose.

Just five minutes.

What? This is too bad. Silencio!

Look at the shadow under the berry.

Trois dimensions.

Three dimensions.

But the pig is not a dog.

Start again.

Almost a dog, Olsen.

Almost.

Oh, Jeremy. Oh, fool, Jeremy. Oh, fool.

What happened to this class?

This class have forgotten everything.

Look at him, not at me.

Don't use imagination.

I don't use imagination, senor. I use the charcoal.

Oh, mamma mia.

Don't run.

I will get to you in a minute.

Oh, beautiful.

Beautiful, Jennifer.

Oh, fantastic.

And you?

You have done nothing.

But, senor.

I can do him. He keeps sitting down.

Oh, yeah.

Oh,

it carries, senor.

What are these silly squiggles?

They're flames, senor.

Flames?

I do not see any flames around, Jim.

I imagine them.

You imagine them?

You dare to imagine in my class?

I've told you a thousand times, no imagination.

Only what you see.

I want accuracy.

That is rubbish.

Yes, senor.

Doctor, then.

If his father sells a painting for $6 ,000 apiece, what is wrong with his?

Let's see what you have done wrong.

If you do that, senor, I will never come to your class again.

And I swear it.

Hello up there.

Okay, Arthur, come on up.

Arise, he said, and arise I did.

Busy, busy Billy, eh?

Well, that's what they call me.

You're going to love these.

Talking birds.

Acting bird.

Well -dressed bird.

That's amusing.

This one empty.

Bird singing to cat.

Thanks a lot, Bunny Bugs.

So, what's wrong with my bird?

Oh, that moth was bitting.

But, um... But my last show was a sellout. Yes, yes.

But these I can't sell them, so... Well, you could at least try.

Betty's gone to Australia. Her father died. Do you have any idea how much

that is costing me? Look, Betty, my clients don't care about your personal

problems. You know that.

Hey, what's that? Hey, don't, don't, don't touch that. Don't touch that.

touches anything here but me. All right? All right?

May I at least look at it? Yes.

You may.

At least look at it.

Lovely. Just lovely. That I could sell tomorrow.

Well, you're not going to. It's not for sale. It's a birthday present.

I'd get $6 ,000 for it, I'd say. That's $4 ,000 for you, Billy.

No. I said no, and I mean no.

Uh -oh.

How are we going to get in?

You gonna try it?

I said, are you gonna try it?

No, I'm gonna do it.

Going around here.

Hey, Michael.

Come this way. It's easier.

Whoops.

It's suicide.

Okay, you can be so stupid. I'm going to leave.

I tell you, I'm leaving right now.

He's not home yet.

He's not home yet.

What for?

I told you, he's not home yet, dingy.

I know, he's over there.

Michael, get out of there.

He can't, he's unconscious.

How can he be unconscious?

He had a little accident.

I'm getting dad. No, don't. Just help me lift him up.

Where am I?

It's okay, son. You're home now.

I'm in the hospital.

Doctor said my cat's gone.

Great. The kid could be dying for all they care.

Am I dying?

No. You look pretty much alive to me, kiddo.

So what happened to you?

I don't remember.

Except for...

Honey and I went to the burnt -out mansion.

Darn you, Conrad. That's just what I thought.

No, I tried to stop him for the longest time.

Stop him from what?

Remember this morning I told you about the fire and you got angry at me about

the winos? I also wanted to see it too.

But we were late for soccer practice and I said after school, hoping you'd

forget. But then in art class it all got started again.

Well, what got started again?

About us going to the fire.

And when we got there, one of us had the idea of looking inside.

When I try to say hey stop, it's suicide, but he said there were still

and I said I was leaving But when he didn't leave I didn't leave so he got to

the window. He saw something But what did he see?

I don't remember Poor thing.

It's got a bad case of amnesia Hey, you're a lucky boy you've had yourself

sort of extraordinary fright, but you think People pay good money for a fright

at the movies, and you got yourself one for free.

Right? Yeah.

We'll see you later, Conrad.

Would it be at Scootmoor?

Of course.

Believe it. Jeez, I hate that cat.

Come on, out of there.

I'm not a bad boy.

Bad boy.

Hi.

Is it all right if I drop in early before school?

I feel sort of bad about this, but even if it wasn't my fault... What's the

point of asking? You're already in.

That's all right.

How is he?

He's fine.

He'll be down in a sec. Here.

Have some toast.

Oh, thanks.

I think the rudder sticked in great. You don't mind?

Hi, Connie.

Do we have soccer today?

Oh, Alicia.

Michael!

Where's your hair?

What's wrong with my hair?

You don't have any.

Look, don't panic. Just sit down here and let me think this thing through.

But, Dad, he... Shut up, Seuss.

It's the cat.

It's that damn cat. I'm going to wring its neck.

No, Dad, no, not the cat. It was on his head all night, wasn't it? I mean, let

go. It's the thing why you have rabies.

Connie, do I have any hair at all?

Pablo!

Not much.

you the truth?

None, actually.

Yeah. I'll take a look.

I'm bald.

Am I going to get blamed for this too?

Mike, feel my chin.

Smooth as your scalp, right?

What's it going to be like tomorrow morning?

Come on.

Rough and stubbly.

That's right.

And what's your head going to be like tomorrow morning?

Rough and stubbly, too? You're darn right it is.

Rough as sandpaper.

And if it's not, we're off to Dr. Einstein Epstein, quick as a wing. All

Want to see my pet ant?

He's dead.

How could he be dead?

I just fed him.

I had hair the last time you saw me.

Don't you remember?

Great. Balls of fire.

There's not a whisker left.

The cat slept on his head last night.

We think he caught something from it.

Cats give rashes.

Cats give fleas.

Cats can transmit all sorts of disease.

So, could it be the cat?

He has no cat, huh?

He had a fright, you say?

That's right, he did.

It's a fright, for sure.

The proper medical term is hair on scalp.

Hair on what?

Scalp. Here, let me show you what I mean.

Now, imagine that these fingers are your hairs.

On this desk, your scalp.

Okay? Now, on...

They hang solid as a rock.

Now, Michael, give me a good fright.

Come on, Bimbo, a real dozer.

Oh, boo.

Oh, boo to you, too. Come on, put some noodles in it.

Michael!

Boy, oh, boy.

I really felt that.

Um, were you watching what happened?

Huh? Visiting us?

One moment, there they were, holding on, hanging on to the dance.

A long time after, I don't... The same as your hair.

One minute, there they are. Next minute, all gone.

What a loony.

So his hair will grow again?

Sure, sure.

Now just give it a chance, huh? Don't scare the pants off him.

You must keep him happy.

You're straight.

Dad thought my head was pretty nifty.

Yeah, he wanted to do a series called Bold is Beautiful.

I said, forget it.

What's wrong with your friend, Michael?

He's away from school, no?

I don't know, sir.

He's not very well, is he?

I don't know, sir.

He has a problem, you know.

No, sir. Please, can I go?

So you don't know that there is something very funny about his problem?

No, sir. What problem, sir?

What's going on?

Oh, God, Mike, what are you doing?

It's 3 a .m.

Dad.

What?

I had a dream, Dad.

I was climbing up to the fray.

But again, Dad, I couldn't see it.

I've got to see it, Dad.

Oh, look, don't worry about it, Mike.

Nature's wonderful. It'll come back when it wants to by itself.

I wish Mom were back.

Mike, she's got to sell Grandpa's house.

Can I ring her at least?

Mike.

Now, what good is that going to do? It's only going to upset her, isn't it?

Come on, come on, just snuggle down in here.

Senor, I'm into a serious talk with you.

I've had a call from little William's mother.

He's been having nightmares every night this week.

Oh, Jim, naughty Jim.

Very sorry. He loves Velvet.

Nightmares?

What they're doing with me?

Little William says you give him wolves for his walls.

Oh, better nightmares than the dreams in class.

Miss Prune, dear Miss Prune, you don't know the terrible batter

I fight every day against imagination.

Their heads are in the clouds.

I tell them to draw dogs.

Here they draw fires.

Senor, I've had my doubts about you and I've been checking.

What? Chicken.

I found out that you've been thrown out of two schools, that you've faked famous

paintings, and that you've changed your name and appearance four times.

And you claim to be Rembrandt's great -great -great -great -grandson.

I am a great teacher.

I am a great artist.

I am a great -great -great -great -grandson.

I think you mean savages.

I don't care. I go hit your savages.

Hi, Mike. Guess what?

This news has been sacked.

Go away, Connie. I do not want any visitors.

Michael!

And what do you want?

He's only trying to be nice.

Okay, quick, slip it on, slip it on. No, I don't want to wait.

Come on, Mike, it's for your own good. Quick, slip it on.

Mike, listen to me. Listen to me for just a minute.

No, it's fake.

It's for your own good we're doing this, you silly kid. Do you want to stay in

the house for the rest of your life?

Hold still for one minute and let her slip it on.

Just for a second. If you don't like it, we'll take it right off again.

Get in here.

Open your eyes, look in the mirror. It looks great.

Take a look.

So? But it comes off.

Listen. Just a little dab of this.

A dabble dabble do you?

Magic glue.

There.

And?

Look in the mirror.

Solid as a rock!

You see the guy back there? The blonde guy?

You better watch out for him. He's mean and dangerous.

Michael, I brought you some food.

Magic glue, eh?

It's something you like.

Never comes off!

Hi, I'd like to know what time it is in Australia.

I want to make a call.

Never mind, it's okay.

Hi there, young baldy.

Don't you remember me?

Excuse me. You helped me once.

The last person I ever did.

And this is Mary.

Yep. We got sizzled up the very next night in that fire.

I felt so guilty about you.

Didn't we, Mary?

just come into our house, can you?

Oh, we can because we're ghosts.

Ghosts can go anywhere.

What is that? Go with my dad and he'll throw you out.

Ah, they won't hear nothing.

Ghosts make no noise.

You only hear it because you see it.

Shut your eyes a second.

except for the last one.

See?

Imagination.

Wonderful, isn't it?

Anyway, sit you down.

Mary's got something for you.

How'd you get to be, you know, a rubby tub?

You'd gotten a bottle.

Where'd it put that thing?

Me.

Were you a kid once, like me?

I am.

Lots of brothers.

But the bottle got me.

And the black sheep.

Here it is.

Here's old Charlie's recipe.

Let's see now.

No, you don't.

This here is my last treasure.

You can learn it, but you can't have it.

All right, here we go.

One really ripe banana.

Come on, say it. One really ripe banana.

One really ripe banana.

Put it on my head. You have to say put it on my head after each thing.

You ain't very bright, are you?

One really ripe banana. Put it on my head. Good.

Five dead flies?

Five dead flies. Put it on my head. Oh, no, no. Put them on my head. Don't you

learn no grammar in school?

Five dead flies. Put them on my head. Good.

Come on, Mary.

One rotten egg.

One rotten egg. Put it on my head.

Three licorice leaves.

Three licorice leaves. Put them on my head.

Hurry it up, Mary.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

A fistful of kitty litter. A fistful of kitty litter.

Three Connie Crisps. Three Connie Crisps. Three Crosby Crackers.

Three Crosby Crackers.

Nine spoons of soy oil.

Nine spoons of soy oil. And a glass of Pepper's Fizz. What's Pepper's Fizz?

mouth water. The biggest mouth water in the world.

Put it all on my head.

We've got to go, Mary. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Now, last thing is a spoonful of peanut butter. and that's very important

because it makes it all stick together.

But don't use too much of it or watch out. What'll happen?

Well, it ain't for me to say.

You just watch out, huh?

And watch your hands.

Get it on your hands.

It's liable to grow hair in your hands if you get it on them.

My hands?

On your nose.

My nose? Sure, anything.

I hope it works.

Dad, Earth.

I don't think he's going to eat it, do you?

Beats me, Susie.

I've heard pregnant women get a craving for Earth sometimes.

He couldn't be pregnant, could he?

Unlikely, I'd say.

And last but not least, a glass of pepper sauce.

It might come soaring. We couldn't let you drink that. That stuff could kill

you. I wasn't going to drink it.

No?

The boy who forgot my recipe.

Please tell it to me again.

It really wasn't my fault.

That's life, sweetheart.

You don't get no second chance.

Don't be so hard on them, Mary. I've seen lots of people give you second

chances. So what?

Sometimes I'm nice.

I never know myself which it's going to be.

Looks like tonight.

It's mean, ain't it?

Well, if you won't be good, I'll have to make you, Mary.

Here, kid.

Best of luck.

I'm not an egg.

Three crispy crackers.

Okay.

Little dab will do it.

Nearly done.

I'm going to put this stuff on my head?

I must be crazy.

Oh, no.

I'll have hair on my face, on my hands.

I've got to make it less runny.

I've just got to put more peanut butter in.

The only solution.

Two, three, four, five spoons of peanut butter.

Nothing left.

Hey, it works.

This has to be right.

I'm a better painter than Dad.

I look like I'm trying to swap plots.

I'm sorry, Dad, but nobody holds a record like that.

If I wanted real, I'd have taken a bloody photo.

Well, I was going to give it to you for your birthday, but maybe you don't like

it.

Dad.

That's Mom, and that's Michael.

The brat.

Not here, but not here.

I'm sure I was so mad at you last night. Oh, you scared me.

What's that on your head?

I don't have anything on my head. I just took a shower. Wait a minute.

You've got something on your head.

Wait.

But I washed it off.

You let that go on me.

about the little baby bristles.

You sure it's not gut?

No, it's hair.

It's hair!

Dad!

Dad!

Okay, what's the matter now?

Dad, I'm so glad you're here.

Michael's got hair.

All right!

Mike!

All right, this is it, buddy. The nightmare is over.

I told you so.

Nature is wonderful.

When spring has sprung and the leaves are budding and the flowers are shooting

and your head got the message.

So did your dad.

All right, buddy.

Uh -oh, hide the grapes. Here's a human flea. Come on in, Connie.

Oh, my head's tingling all over.

Good God, it's going 100 miles an hour.

I want to see it in the mirror, too.

Oh, wow.

Look at this.

Okay, Mike, out with it. It's the end of a great day. Friendship.

What do you mean? The truth.

Come on. What'd you do?

Oh, look at that. I can almost see it growing.

Good stalling. Now, how did you make it grow?

This. My secret recipe.

Yeah, where'd you get it?

It's a long story.

I'll tell you later.

Putting that on your head?

Does it hurt?

No, but it's dangerous. Let me try it.

Hi, you don't need it. You've got lots of hair.

Sure, but... But what?

I'll put some down there.

Are you crazy?

No, get out of here and let a guy do what he's got to do.

You're crazy, Connie Wong.

Absolutely crazy.

Who's crazy?

Connie.

It's unbelievable.

What? It's growing so fast.

It's true. It's so long.

Dad, can I come on?

Sure.

I wanted his wig. No, it was his look.

I could see his scalp.

Yuck, he's got dandruff.

See? If it was a wig, would he have dandruff?

Mom said you have to come home right after school.

Okay.

bring down the six.

And we remember to move the decimal point.

And 25 into 56 goes two times.

Two times 25 is 50. Quiet, boss.

And we bring down the six and the five.

Leave his hair alone, girls.

Mr. Gingrich, it's moving.

It's not moving.

It's just too long.

It was short this morning, sir.

Nonsense.

What kind of a dodo do you take me for?

Human hair grows only half an inch a month. No more.

Not my hair, sir.

You're gonna love this.

My favorite.

Toronto noodle soup.

Oh, hi, Connie.

Where is he?

What time?

Now that's a head of hair.

Well done, son.

I don't think it's natural, Dad.

It grew six inches on the way home. Well, it'll settle down.

Don't worry. It's young.

It's frisky. Come on, to the table. Everyone.

Oh, excuse me.

Ladies and gentlemen, a toast to this new hair.

To the new hair. To the new hair. Long may it grow.

On my head, too.

Don't worry, I'll clean it up.

Can you cut my bangs?

What?

Can you cut my bangs, please?

But it's so beautiful!

Don't you realize I'd do anything for hair like this?

Don't cut it. You can make the world's Guinness Book of Records.

Please?

You insist.

The longest human hair in all of this world grew up to 28 feet on a guru.

I owe you an apology.

I have not been nice to you.

It's okay, Mr. Baskin.

All right.

How was it at school when he came back?

They thought it was another wig, but then I showed him his dandruff.

Good lad.

Now, class, I want you to enter these last two equations in your exercise

and do them along with me.

11 into 67, 6 times.

6 times 11, 66.

And we bring the 1 down. And the 6.

11 into 16, 1.

Okay, you two, this is a classroom, not a barbershop.

11 into 16, we've done that. Now, we... 11, right. And 5, and we bring down the

other...

Okay,

down to Miss Keem.

Both of you.

Sir, for two weeks now I've been bald.

We did everything to get my hair... back nothing worked at last i tried this

extremely dangerous mixture it worked but now my hair won't stop my only

is for this guy to keep on cutting please let me stay i want to be educated

not just harry

is too distracting i've had three teachers tell me today they'll resign if

go back in their classes so finish your class and then you better go home and

you connie i think you've got a problem too

Stop.

I said stop.

Stop going right now.

Stop!

Gosh, I think it really has stopped.

what happened to my voice.

Rocketeer!

Go to school, Mike. They phoned. They don't want you there.

Come back.

No. Your hair is killing on the ground.

They don't want you there. Bye.

Oh, God!

So, Connie, what are we going to do?

How should I know? I know everything, you know.

Well, you should know. You started it, going to that old house.

So dumb.

That's a lie. He's planning for the thing, not me.

Anyways, why didn't your father do something? He's always telling people

do. Dad's no use.

He blames himself.

You know what he's done?

He ripped up a half dozen paintings and broken all of his paintbrushes. Really?

Really. I think he's gone mad.

But it's not his fault.

Twenty other kids were missing from school.

Twenty? I thought only ten.

No, twenty, including my Lynn, my baby sister.

That's terrible.

You know, if we could only get Dad going.

Dad's real smart, you know.

He's a hundred times smarter than those old cops.

Anyways, how do we get him into gear? How?

Just tell me how.

Hey, I've got an idea.

Why don't you get your dad one of these?

I don't cheer him up.

They're very new and they're very special.

But they're really expensive, I'm afraid.

Twenty bucks each.

Wow.

Well, you know, think about it for a while.

How do we know he won't break this one? And that's twenty bucks down the drain.

Twenty dollars is a small price to pay if you don't make him normal again.

But this isn't his kind of brush.

It's weird.

It's whimsy.

Connie, feel this hair.

So?

It's hair.

Verso's hairs. What's the difference?

I know this hair.

I've cut this hair.

You don't?

Are you certain?

We're holding a bit of Michael in our hands.

Excuse me, sir.

Where did these come from? I don't know.

A fellow in a big red truck delivers them.

And I don't know his name.

Do you know the name of the company?

The company doesn't have a name.

Look, if you want to buy the brush, fine. Otherwise, let me get on with my

Oh, please, please. It's a matter of life and death.

Okay, let's go.

Hold your horses, mister.

We're buying the brush. Give them money.

Okay, um, two, five, seven, eight, nine, ten, twenty.

Thank you.

Not good enough.

Oh, wait, sir.

Let's see.

When I asked him his name, he says, I don't have a name.

So I says, what do I call you?

He says, call me senor.

Senor.

And when I said, when can I expect delivery?

He says, on Saturdays.

Tomorrow is Saturday.

Indeed it is.

All day long.

Let's go, Zeus.

Thank you.

Hello, little girl. Do you want to come for a ride?

No, thank you. I prefer my bike.

To the magic man.

Enabra, catabra, you're like an engramma.

To the magic man.

A bingo bang, a ding -a -dang.

What are they going to do now?

Ah, stay, Jim, stay.

Aha! A spy from this room, eh?

No, an inspector from the kidnapping division.

Oh, yeah, a kidnapping division.

Come with me, you. Come.

So, Inspector, come and inspect the first and only magic brush

and hair factory in the world.

Holy shamoly.

Miss Prune.

Oh, yeah.

Miss Prune.

Miss Prune.

You will never come again in my class, huh?

Well, now you are in the class, which I never dismiss.

Oh, yeah?

I'm going to escape. I'm going to free all your prisoners.

But why?

They love me.

Don't you, children?

Yes, sir.

You see?

You have come.

For nothing, Inspector.

But know what I am saying.

You can make brushes. Sit down, Connie, sit down.

Jeremy, show him what to do. I go to make deliveries.

Marlene,

have you really come to rescue us?

Of course.

Meanwhile, you better start making brushes.

We have to make 500 a day or we won't eat.

How do I do it? Look, take this piece and stick it in the handle like this.

Is all this coming from Michael?

Yeah, the senor has him on a special yogurt diet.

Senor!

How do you get you off? Through lies.

Through hypnosis.

Through ice creams that put you to sleep.

Shh! He's listening.

There's microphones.

There's one way to escape, but...

Jim. He always does Jim.

You know these paintings?

They're so real, you can just walk right into them.

They want to escape.

It wouldn't work, because Jeremy tried it once, but he had to come back.

Why?

Because they're all imaginary places, you know. He never painted a real place

like a town or a road.

Or street or anything like that.

This manure is a tougher cookie than I thought.

No leads?

Leads would lead nowhere.

I likes that boy.

I never had the kid.

You know what?

It's funny. We were four brothers. One just died.

But none of us ever had a kid.

Although we all loved children.

Can you believe that?

Yeah.

That's sad.

You bet that's sad.

One of them.

You know him. You know one of them. Art Elbow, the art dealer.

The rabbit you brought?

The rabbit?

That's cute.

Yes, he's my brother.

The other one.

He's an art, too.

Sergio used to call him when we were kids. You know what?

Loony.

Loony Sergio.

Now he's got no name at all. Imagine that.

No name.

Just the senor.

The senor?

Yeah. And he's no rabbit.

A fox, maybe.

The senor is the one who had kidnapped Michael and probably 20 other kids.

Your other brother, the rabbit, he must know where he is.

Maybe he does, but... Arta is not going to help you if Sergio don't want

it. They're very close.

Twins. You want to bet he won't help?

You said they're twins?

They don't look at all like each other.

Of course, they're not identical twins.

And Susie.

How nice to see you.

What a surprise.

My goodness. What do I owe this?

Okay, Arthur. Where's your brother?

He's right beside you. Not that one. The other one.

The other one. He died in... No,

not that one. The other one, damn it. He means Sergio.

The senor.

Oh, the senor.

I have no idea.

Stop that crap. You're buying paintings from him.

Paintings done with my brother's hair.

But I don't know.

Spill it, you sniveling rabbit.

I'll have to spill it out. There are 20 kids missing.

But he won't give me any more of his pictures.

He's here.

Fridays.

Fridays.

Where are you going, Connie?

I'm going to see Michael. You can't.

That floor is full of tripwires. They're invisible.

I mean, you can't go. You touch one and he's going to wake up. Then I won't.

I already told you, they're invisible.

Look, I came in to save Michael, okay?

Okay, take my invention.

It's invisible strain detector.

What's he doing out of bed?

Holy moly.

Senora, is that you?

No, shh. It's me, Connie.

I've come to get you out of here.

Is it really you?

You're a wonderful friend.

But what's the use?

Don't talk like that.

I mean, what's this hair?

Shh.

And this hair is of some use.

The signora tells me they're making wonderful pictures.

Yeah, disgustingly beautiful.

Your dad would puke.

Inspector, working late?

Hold on, Michael.

for the moment.

On then on goes the inspector.

Inspecting the city.

Inspecting the walls.

Inspecting the floor. Let me down.

I'm going to throw up.

Please, let me down.

I am not your father.

I have no children.

No son.

But I want you for my father.

This is another trick.

My real father died in a plane crash.

And I want you for my father.

He was such a wonderful artist.

What a wonderful teacher.

That is true now. That is true. What a fantastic lawyer.

I am a great artist.

As you need not.

Is your father really dead?

Please let me be your son.

Please. I will consider it.

I have never had children.

Only a dog.

Now, back to work.

Artists everywhere are waiting for our brushes.

Son.

Children, I have been asked to demonstrate the hardest sort of magical

which is to do something that I've never seen, and with no photograph.

My son will give me a subject, and in one minute or less,

It will appear on the biggest canvas.

I am ready, my son.

Could you pass me the... Michael's fight, Dad.

Michael's fight?

What is that?

The thing that made his hair fall.

The burnt -out building.

The fright.

The burnt -out building?

That's so you.

Funny brush, huh?

Funny brush.

Wait a minute.

Wait.

Oh!

Oh!

Here, my boy, just for you.

I'm sorry, Dad, but that's not the fright.

That's just where it took place.

But the brushers don't know the fight.

They don't see the fight.

But the painting is so real, Dad. We can get into it.

Let's go up to the window and see. Here, I'll go. No, no, no, no. Keep back, my

son. It could be dangerous.

It could be that, Joe. I will jump first, okay?

You see, my boy? It's Susie.

Wait, Dad.

I am almost there.

What's the matter with you all?

What about the things he's done to you? Have you forgotten already?

This must be it.

Oh, no.

Dad, dad.

Get me out of here.

Somebody. Okay, okay. Hold your horses.

The hair stopped growing. Of course.

The freight just passed to somebody else.

It could have happened to a nicer guy.

Watch out.

So it was him who got the freight.

Yeah, bring him to the toilet.

Careful, that's my father.

Yeah, don't get his pants dirty. That's his only pair.

Michael!

What's happening in there?

Wrong again.

Don't you learn no lies in school?

But I know you.

How could I have been scared of you?

Anyway. You don't frighten me anymore.

That's for sure.

Hi there, young Harry.

And you.

Are you going to try to scare me, too?

Anyway, it doesn't work anymore.

I suggest you keep it for people like the Señor.

You're a brave boy.

You'll go far.

Oh, please, please.

Hey, my man.

My dog.

Can I have my dog?

Dad!

Mike.

All right.

You okay? Hi.

Come, I'll show you where the other kids are.

Sure.

I missed you, Dad.

Well, I missed you too, buddy.

And so did your sister, though she won't say it.

Come on.

that old spooky house, is that the biggest part of the fray is in your

imagination.

All right.

Home again, home again. Jiggity -jig. Everybody out.

Oh, wow.

Look at the garden.

The flowers are tall, eh?

It's great to have you back, Mike. Okay, everybody inside. There's a surprise in

the fridge.

Where?

Bistro