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- I just rewatched The Wizard of Oz, and Dorothy,

I get it. Kansas is a drag.

People are trying to kill her dog,

it's in black and white, and there are tornadoes;

of course, she wanted out of there.

But then, she gets to Oz and is immediately

desperate to get home.

Maybe she should have given the place a chance.

Wouldn't she have been better off in Oz

where people appreciated her and where there was

a whole guild dedicated to lollipops?

(sigh)

- ♪♪♪♪ Ooh oooooh ♪♪

♪♪ Ooh ooooooh ♪♪

♪♪ Oooh oooooooh ♪♪

♪♪ Oooooh ♪♪♪♪

(indistinct chatter) (cell phone buzzing)

(phone ringing) - Come on, Holly.

Why isn't she answering?

- Did you really tell Holly she's a disappointment?

- No. No...

I mean, I don't think I... I don't think I did.

I was so upset when she told me

that she engineered her party to upstage Piper's...

I mean, I guess I could have said that sounded

like that, but-- - Wow! Harsh.

I'm kidding.

- OK, what are we gonna do now? - Wait until she gets it out of her system?

- She's run away like three times this year already.

- She's probably just hiding out in the barn loft.

- I guarantee she's back before dinner. - Really don't need this today.

- Come on, she couldn't have got that far.

(indistinct chatter)

- Nice outfit.

- What are you supposed to wear when you run away to Chicago?

- I said, "Nice outfit."

- Sorry. I'm just really on edge lately

because my mom hates me and Amy hates me,

and I'm pretty sure that there's someone else I'm missing.

- Now that you mention it.

- I just need to get away for one day

where no one hates me.

- Don't worry. As soon as we get to Chicago,

all of our problems will disappear with Wisconsin.

- I hope you're right.

- ♪♪♪♪ You and me run to a different beat ♪♪

♪♪ We are brave, lead the way, lead the way ♪♪

♪♪ Be the you inside ♪♪

♪♪ And watch the world take flight ♪♪

♪♪ We are brave, lead the way, lead the way ♪♪

♪♪ Be the change ♪♪

♪♪ Be the change ♪♪

♪♪ Gotta be the change ♪♪♪♪

- Wow!

- Feeling better already?

- Goodness, this is...

ooh, so loud.

And big. Ooh, and cold.

- Yeah. It's called the Windy City for a reason.

(siren blaring)

- I think chivalry is just another word for sexism,

but in this case, I accept.

Alright, where to first?

- "Shedd Aquarium, ghost tour..."

We're not doing any of this. - Hey, wait up!

Hey, I worked hard on that! - What are you? 65?

Do you want to have fun or not? - I do!

I wanna have so much fun that there's no room left

in my brain for anything else other than how much fun

I'm having. - Then come on!

How do you like the Museum of Sweet Dreams?

- It's like someone climbed into my mind,

took my dreams and made them real!

- Really? (photo click)

You dreamed you're in a room full of people taking selfies?

- It was your idea, remember?

- It said it was an interactive art exhibit,

not a backdrop for Instagram photoshoots.

- "Potayto, potahto." (girls laughing)

(photo click)

♪♪♪♪♪♪

- ♪♪ Ooooh ooh ooh ooooh ♪♪

- Where are you going? - To our next destination.

I thought you had a million things to show me.

If we're gonna fit it all in, we better get going.

(photo click)

(lively guitar music)

♪♪♪♪♪♪

- That's the best thing about this town:

you stumble across things that you'd never find at home.

- You spent a lot of time here?

- Yeah. A few weekends with family.

(indistinct chatter)

- Ah, I think that is the most beautiful instrument

I have ever seen. - You should try it out.

♪♪♪♪♪♪

- ♪♪♪♪ Put on your high heels ♪♪

♪♪ Act like a big deal ♪♪

♪♪ Who's underneath the blush ♪♪

♪♪ And smokey-eye makeup ♪♪

♪♪ Put on your best dress ♪♪

♪♪ Ready to impress ♪♪

♪♪ Tell me I'm good enough ♪♪

♪♪ Better than runner-up ♪♪

♪♪ Whether you win or lose ♪♪

♪♪ Don't forget about you ♪♪

♪♪ When you feel the winds of change ♪♪

♪♪ Can you stand up in the rain ♪♪

♪♪ While the fear is blowing through ♪♪

♪♪ Stay true ♪♪

♪♪ Stay true ♪♪♪♪

(applause)

Why are you looking at me like that?

- You just got...

you just got a sparkle in your hair.

- Are you Sabrina Carpenter?

- (Holly): Me? No. - Yeah! She is!

Would you like an autograph?

Come on, you're not gonna disappoint your fans,

are you, Sabrina? So what's your name?

- Naomi. My best friend and I know all your songs by heart.

We made up dances to every single one.

- My best friend and I did that to every Taylor Swift song.

Always be true to yourself.

- Thank you.

♪♪♪♪♪♪

♪♪♪♪♪♪

- What an intriguing piece about...

lines.

- Yes, it's certainly exploring themes of...

modernity and...

windows.

- Yes, this is definitely a piece about windows.

- Oh, wow!

- Yeah, what a compelling piece about light and dark.

Earth to Hobbie!

- It's just...

doesn't this feel like home?

Like Collinsville?

- Yeah, well, that was painted

in France in 1882

It looks nothing like Collinsvile.

- Not literally. - Yeah, I still don't follow.

- It feels like home. Like one of those hot

midsummer days when Amy and I would spend the whole day

at the creek just reading,

swimming, talking.

No. No, no, no, no, no! - What?

- My friendship necklace with Amy! We got them

when we were 6. It's precious and irreplaceable.

And like, worth a bunch of money.

- What a bummer! - OK.

OK, I have it on here,

so it must have fell off sometime between then and now.

- It's just a piece of metal, and as memory serves,

you're not happy with the person who gave you that necklace.

Right? - No, definitely not.

- Then just forget about it. So where to next?

♪♪♪♪♪♪

- I have to find my necklace.

(indistinct chatter) We just gotta retrace our steps.

It's gotta be somewhere. - This is ridiculous.

You're never gonna find it, and it's just a stupid necklace.

Like, are you gonna spend your whole day looking for it?

- Yes. And if you're gonna be such a jerk about it,

why don't you just go and watch some mediocre indie band

or whatever it is you'd rather be doing.

- Yeah, well, as enticing as that sounds, I'm not gonna

let you just wander around Chicago all by yourself.

- What makes you think you have the power to let me

do or not do anything, Tyler Flaherty?

- It's not safe.

- Fine! If you insist on accompanying me, I demand

you stay at least half a block behind me at all times.

(indistinct song playing)

(urn breaking)

- Stop! - I have to get this cleaned up before Mom and Dad come home.

- Don't you know who you're sucking up?!

(Robbie sighing) - "Who"?

- Sugar, the Jack Russell Terrier.

Grandma's beloved canine companion?

- Oh no! Oh no, no, no.

Mom's already so stressed between your leg

and everything with Holly! - And you

stealing a car! How does everyone keep forgetting that?

- I'm not forgetting anything! I'm grounded

for a million years, remember?

Mom is gonna have a total meltdown.

- I think I know how we can fix this.

♪♪♪♪♪♪

- No! - Yep.

Looks like they're closed. - Thank you, Detective.

We've retraced all of our steps. This is the last place

it could be. - That's not true.

It could be on a random street 'cause we've walked everywhere

in this entire city.

- I don't remember you always being such a pain in the butt.

- Oh, no worry, I was.

- (Holly): Look. - Yeah, the gig economy is looking pretty brutal right now.

- But no! We can slip in when he leaves.

- Listen. I maintain a casual relationship

with law and order, and I don't want to see that broken

because of your stupid necklace.

- Tyler Flaherty, are you scared?

- What? No!

- Mr. Burned-down-the-barn- doesn't-care-what-people-think

is totally 100% scared.

- If you think I'm gonna...

do something idiotic because you taunted me, you're wrong.

- You think you know someone...

Come on, let's go. - Not a word.

♪♪♪♪♪♪

- You're going to spill it.

- And if I do, we'll just vacuum it up.

- Robbie, this isn't funny.

- Come on, it's a little funny.

- Just focus on pouring, please.

- Hey, what you two up to?

- Uh, Dad, I thought you were

cleaning up the barn today.

- What? I'm not allowed to take a coffee break?

Ooooh! Are you making brownies?

Totally got the munchies. - Yeah. We thought it would be

really nice to have something special for dessert

when Holly comes home tonight. - (whispering): Nice.

- Hmm! Have you put the eggs in yet?

Because do you know you are in the presence

of a champion egg cracker?

- Ummm... Uh, we... we did not

but, uh...

- Yeah, it's true.

Two years in a row at the County Fair.

- Dad, that's very impressive, but, um...

- Yeah, there wasn't a... wasn't a lot of competition.

♪♪♪♪♪♪

- It's not here. I'm never

gonna find my necklace. - Then let's go.

I don't want to add breaking and entering to my rap sheet.

- Sorry to drag you on a wild goose chase in search for some dumb necklace.

- OK, to clarify, I didn't think your necklace was dumb;

I just think your intense emotional attachment is.

- Who said I was emotionally attached to it?

- You wouldn't drag me around the whole city looking for a meaningless piece of metal.

- I told you, it's valuable. - Whatever you say.

- HEY! What do you think you're doing?! - We're not doing anything.

- You be quiet! Stay put while I call the police.

- Please don't. - Well, you know, since you said please.

- Really? - No! You're trespassing

on private property. (Holly sobbing)

Uhhh...

Are... are you OK? - No, I'm not.

We were here earlier, I swear.

See?

I lost my precious, one of a kind necklace

that basically represents everything I love

about my family and my hometown,

and my best friend. ♪♪♪♪♪♪

I have to find it.

I know that what we did was wrong...

but we didn't damage anything,

we didn't steal anything.

Can't you just let us off with a warning?

Please?

- I'm impressed.

I didn't think playing the small-town card would work.

- I wasn't playing a card.

(distant siren blaring)

- What are you doing?

- Calling my mom. It's time to go home.

- Come on, we haven't gotten tacos or gone to Shedd yet.

- You said those ideas were boring anyway.

Hey!

- Stop! Just don't!

Hey! Don't call. We can't go back!

- I'm not gonna fall for this damaged-boy routine.

We need to hurry or we're gonna miss our bus.

Ha ha, very funny. (Tyler panting)

What's going on?

I'm gonna call 9-1-1.

I'm right here.

I'd like to report an emergency.

OK, Mom. See you soon.

(indistinct ambulance radio chatter)

Uh, I just talked

to my mom. She'll be here in a few hours.

Definitely gonna be grounded until college.

- At least the pizza was good.

Thanks.

- Listen, I overheard the paramedics.

They said you had a panic attack.

- Yeah. I get those sometimes.

- But why did they tell you to check in with your cardiologist?

- Last year, I wasn't anywhere fun.

I was diagnosed with a heart condition,

and I spent a lot of time seeing specialists, getting surgeries, being in therapy

and just generally being a pathetic sick kid.

(distant siren blaring) - So all that stuff you told me

on the side of the road was true?

You made it sound like a joke.

Why didn't you tell anybody?

I mean, actually

tell anybody.

- Didn't want anyone to look at me the way you are right now.

- Sorry.

What about the barn? The one you burned down?

- No, that actually happened.

Not on purpose. (Holly sniggers.)

- When I got diagnosed, my mom was making a big fuss about it, but I didn't want that.

So, I holed myself up in the barn. And I was reading one day

with a working lamp and hay's pretty flammable, and...

You know the rest.

- And the panic attack?

- Let's just say I came to Chicago for a reason.

I was supposed to see my specialist in Madison.

My systems have been acting up, and my mom wanted me

to get checked out. - So, you bailed?

And you don't want to go home because...?

- I don't want to be the pathetic sick kid.

Not again.

- I'm sorry you had to go through that...

but you're sick no matter where you are.

- Oh, thanks.

- Look, all I'm saying is that you can't run away

from being sick any more than I can run away

from Amy and my mom being mad at me.

- Guess this didn't work.

- It did.

Until it didn't.

Look, I'm glad you told me the truth.

- Tell anyone, I'll throw you in a vat of pickles.

- Noted. (Holly chuckling)

- ♪♪ Oooooh ♪♪ - Next thing, I call my mom.

- ♪♪ Ooooh ooh ooh oooooh ♪♪

- Whoever gets grounded the longest wins?

(Holly chuckling)

- Yeah.

- I can't believe you let Dad turn Sugar

into a pan of brownies. - What were we supposed to do?

- Tell him the truth. I mean it, Robbie,

we've lost control of the situation.

- Alright. We'll deal with it when you get back home.

Drive safe.

- What's going on?

- Turns out Holly went a little farther afield

than the barn loft.

She and Tyler took a bus to Chicago.

- What?! - Are you serious?!

- Your mother's gone to get her. - I feel like I need

to point out how unfair this is. You won't let me and Lyla go

to Chicago and we're 16! - Not the time, Robert.

(Beep-beep!) Ooh, the brownies are ready.

I'm in serious need of a sugar hit after today.

Yum!

- Alright, genius, what's the plan here?

- Uh, don't-don't you think

we should let them cool? - No way!

Gotta cut into them when they're warm.

Mmm!

(mouthing) Mmm!

Ah! Ohhh! What's that all about?

- It has Sugar in it!

Not sugar sugar.

Sugar, the Jack Russell Terrier!

I was cleaning the house when I knocked the urn over.

And we were trying to put the ashes back into the urn when you came in

and thought we were making brownies. So we just went

with it 'cause I didn't want to tell you the truth.

But I can't let you eat dog ashes.

(laughing)

- I... Ahem...

You... you know, that hasn't been Sugar

for about 20 years. When I was a teenager,

I came home late one night and I was totally...

uh... clumsy, and I knocked over the urn,

and I filed it up with flour

and charcoal powder.

But I never thought of the culinary trick.

That's a smart move.

You guys should have told me about it though.

- Well, with everything that's been going on,

I didn't want you to think that I was a bad kid too.

- You're not a bad kid, hm?

Aaah... None of you are.

But, uh, you know...

you just got to promise me one thing.

- What?

- We don't say a word of this to Grandma.

She loved that terrible dog.

- Mutually assured destruction, I like it.

- Alright. Now, let's make some brownies

that are edible.

- I lost my necklace.

My friendship necklace with Amy,

I haven't taken it off since we were 6, and I lost it.

- Awww... that's too bad.

- Do you hate me?

- For losing your necklace? No, I mean...

it's a shame, honey, but I don't hate you.

- No, not because of the necklace.

- Look, I... I was upset that you didn't tell me

the real reason you wanted to change the party, but...

honey, I could never hate you.

- I'm sorry I disappointed you.

- You know, it's... it's my job to help you

become the best version of yourself,

and, if I'm being honest, in that moment,

I felt like I failed

because I know that you are kinder than that.

- I hope Amy knows that too.

I heard her say some...

not-so-great things about me.

- Hey.

(guitar music)

(scoffing)

- Look what was in my hood.

- Oh, my gosh! I can't believe it!

- Must have fallen out when you had my hoodie.

- Thank you.

I mean it.

Maybe Dorothy was right. There is no place

like home. Sure, Oz had an emerald city,

but it also had evil witches

and flying monkeys. And I don't think

the cowardly lion would drive five hours straight

to pick you up in downtown Chicago.

But your mom would. And even if she's really mad

you ran away, she may not even punish you.

Hey, a girl can dream.

- ♪♪♪♪ When you feel the winds of change ♪♪

♪♪ Can you stand up in the rain ♪♪

♪♪ While the fear is blowing through ♪♪

- ♪♪ Stay true ♪♪

- ♪♪ Stay true ♪♪♪♪

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