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Hi, Dad. Can't wait to see you.

I'm actually going to miss the boys.

Thanks for making me come.

I might even tell them about you.

They've been beyond desperate to find out.

Yeah, I'm ready to tell them.

I can't believe you're going home on Sunday! Promise you'll text.

And video chat. And regular chat.

- And e-mail. And snail mail. And... - I promise. Can you excuse me a sec?

That's OK. I see Ethan.

Hi, Ethan!

Oh, smells great, Uncle Bob.

Just a little barbecue chook.

- Did I get that right? Barbecue chook? - Perfect.

Hey, Matt! More sauce, poor fav-or?

That's all right, Matt. I know where it is.

Big throw - come on!

Matt, I need a fire chief!

On it!

I don't want to go back to school.

I want to go to Australia.

Do you have a passport, Chris?

You can't come unless you have one.

Mum, I need a passport!

OK, I'll get it after supper.

Dad, these are delicious.

Ginger should leave every weekend.

You know what I mean.

This is great. Thanks for an awesome summer, everyone.

I'm, uh, super glad I came.

And I know you boys were probably wondering...

Look, my dad, he, er, well, he...

Sorry, he...

It's Dr Bun-Goggles!

Hello, everyone!

Dr Bun-Goggles, my leg hurts.

Ah, let me take a look at your leg, young man.

Leg, leg, leg, leg, leg!

- Ah - you know what that is? - No.

You need two burgers and call me in the morning!

Very funny, Matt, but you actually interrupted Ginger.

What were you saying, hun?

Well, I was going to say, er...

..er...

Oh, my eyebrows hurt.

Oh, eyebrows, I think I need my stethoscope for this one.

I think you know what I'm going to say?

Two burgers and call me in the morning!

Can we sleep in the garden tonight?

Sure. It will be nice to give the house a rest.

We don't do much while the kids are camping in the garden.

Quiet night in.

- Yes! - Sleeping outside?!

Yes, I love camping!

I don't, but I'm sure Ethan will protect me.

He leaned in, and put his hand on the old wooden door -

and went inside.

But no-one was there.

He turned to leave and...

..and... the ghost...

was right behind him!

That was sick!

We should do this more often.

Great story. Wasn't frightened at all.

I am super frightened.

Can we sleep in your room? Please, please, please?

Thanks for coming.

Penny - seriously?

See you tomorrow!

You promised we'd build a treehouse last summer!

Last summer? Try eight summers ago.

Yes, well, look - summer's nearly over. What about next spring?

Heard that before. About eight times.

Come on, Dad! Let's build it today.

OK, OK, OK, OK.

But I can't do it alone.

You boys are going to have to get tooled up!

Yes! We get to use Dad's tools!

Not those tools. These tools.

Look, we need a design. So get cracking.

Come on!

That's odd. One slipper?

Ooh! Message from Dad.

G'day, Ginger.

You're probably still at the barbie.

I can't wait to get a video of that.

So, I wanted to do this face-to-face,

but it's urgent

and I didn't think we'd get a chance to talk until it's too late.

Ginge, everything is about to change.

Some very important news... news... news... news...

Wait! No, no, no, no, no!

What news?!

No!

Uncle Bob! My laptop won't start!

More excitement.

And... nothing's happening.

This is beyond my abilities.

You just pressed that button heaps.

Well, that's all I know.

Speak to our resident computer wizard, Robbie.

Robbie?

These designs - they're all so good, I mean, I can't decide.

So... another contest.

No, no, no, no, no!

Each of you make a paper aeroplane out of your designs,

and the one that goes the furthest will win.

- I so have this. - Cool!

- Right. Who's going to make Robbie's aeroplane? - I will.

Right. Someone's playing to win.

- Done! - Hey - very good!

Bob, I just talked to Ginger.

She's had a worrying message from her dad.

Uh-oh. What's happening?

- Bob! - Sorry.

Look, I have to do it in here. I tried it out there with the boys,

but they kept knocking them out of the air.

- That's fine, just aim them elsewhere. - Right.

Wow, I wasn't expecting that. Sorry, what were you saying about David?

Not sure. The screen froze.

He said everything was about to change.

Right, that'll be why she needed Robbie.

I'm going to call Aunt Agatha, as soon as I find her number.

What, Great-Aunt Agatha? Isn't she a bit...

Aromatic?

I was going to say stinky.

Well, so would you be if you lived with that many cats.

That one.

No, that one is ridiculous. But I have a plan.

How's it going? All done?

What are you doing?!

My laptop is everywhere.

You've had it all day and it's still in pieces!

This is exactly why doctors knock people out during surgery.

Relax, it's in safe hands.

'Dana, Errol, quiet! You too, Mittens. This is Agatha.

'I'm not sure how this thing works. Can't make you any promises.'

Oh, um, hi, Agatha. This is Corey speaking.

I was just calling to find out about David.

David Boxwell.

I'm Ginger's aunt. Um, David's late wife's sister. Corey Hughes.

Ginger's aunt, no, I already said that.

- OK. My number is 0... - DIAL TONE

Do you think she got that?

Hope you're OK, Dad.

OK, try not to get lost this time.

We're flying to Sydney. Say it with me.

Syd-ney. OK. Good.

Where are my socks?

What is going on, suitcase?!

And now I'm talking to a suitcase.

Here we go.

Ginge, everything's about to change.

There's some very important news.

I thought I was going to get out of jail a bit early,

but they're not gonna approve my request.

So I'm gonna be here another ten months.

You're going to have to stay in England a bit longer.

Ginger, are you awake?

Ginger - I fixed your laptop. Ginger?

Ginger's dad's in jail?!

Look - I thought you knew.

I could never keep that secret!

I have a huge mouth!

Well, should we wake Ginger?

We'll tell her tomorrow.

Our secret till then?

What's going on?

Ginger's dad's in jail! Our secret starting now!

- Ginger's dad is in jail? - Shhhh. Don't tell anyone.

Wait, I have more questions!

There you are. Why aren't you in bed?

- We're talking about Ginger's dad. - Ethan knows too?

Indeed.

Matt, you have the absolute biggest blabbermouth

in the history of blabbermouths.

You're the one who told me, so who's the real blabbermouth?

Ginger's dad's a banker, right? I wonder if he stole a train?

- That makes no sense. - Why would he steal a train?

Thank you!

- More likely he stole a plane! - That's just... weird!

Aunt Corey?

Ginger? What are you doing up?

I can't find my stuff.

It's late, hun.

How about we find it in the morning, before you leave?

OK. Have you seen Robbie?

He should be in his room.

OK. Goodnight.

Bob?

I do some of my best work at night -

and once I've started a project, I can't function until it's done.

Look, the truth is - I hate choosing between my boys.

So, I often won't.

I'm using bits and pieces of all of their designs.

That way they've all got a share in it.

I call it the Franken-house.

It's alive. It's aliiiiive!!!

So does this mean Ginger can stay?

I think so, but her dad's in trouble.

Ginger's staying, Ginger's staying, Ginger gets to stay - hey!

Are we sure we want her here? Her dad's a convict.

There's a good chance she'll end up in jail, like him.

Are any of us really safe?

Ethan. Not cool, mate.

So you all know, hey?

Why did your daddy steal a dolphin?

Er... Got my computer back and I saw your message.

I, um...

I...

Well, on the bright side, at least you don't have to pack any more.

I can't find my passport.

Hey, hey. It's all right. You don't need it just yet.

It'll turn up soon.

I just, I feel horrible. I should be closer to him.

Your dad had your best interests at heart when he sent you here

and it's been fantastic for us.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but I think you've had a bit of fun here, too.

Well, maybe a little too much because last night...

What happened last night?

Well, I saw a shooting star

and I wished I could stay here a little longer.

And then, all of a sudden I hear that my dad has to stay.

It's just all my fault. I shouldn't have made that wish.

What do you want to do, sweetheart?

I should probably check up on the boys.

I wasn't very nice to them earlier.

Oh, they deserved it. They're a bunch of Sneaky Cheekies.

Is that funny? Sneaky Cheekies?

- A little. - Sneaky Cheekies!

Sneaky Cheekies!

Well. You lot really messed up last night.

Right now, the most important thing is that we're all there for Ginger.

We should do something for her.

I know how to make her like us again!

Buy her a million trolls!

Wait, I have one more idea.

Look what we found!

She will love it.

- Nice and easy, nice and easy... - Yep, yep, yep.

- Come on! Twist it, twist it. - What are you doing?

What are YOU doing?

Hey, what you got there, Chris?

Ginger's things for the treehouse!

Ah - darling, that's lovely.

Yeah - some trolls, a slipper...

- a passport? - My passport! - Chris!

Chris, did you steal it? What else did he nick?

He did it for a good reason. I think.

I really don't want Ginger to go.

So I had to take her passport.

So I took whatever jewels I could till I figured it out.

It took longer than I thought.

I always find the gold.

We all wanted to give Ginger a surprise - you know,

cos she's staying.

We've been bugging Dad for a treehouse since forever.

We finally got him to build it, but we want you to have it.

Wow. This makes what I have to say even harder.

I have to be close to my dad.

He needs me the most right now and I can't let him down again.

So...

I'm going to live with Aunt Agatha.

Super late now, but I'm going to try to get a bit of sleep.

I know you told me to stay, but I can't.

I'm coming home. I love you.

We obviously can't let Ginger leave.

We're much more fun than Aunt Agatha, aren't we?

Yeah. I mean, can Aunt Agatha do this?

All right, all right, enough dancing. Off to bed, all of you.

We say goodbye to Ginger in the morning. Yeah? Come on.

This is the most important meeting the Crash Crew has ever had.

We need a proper plan to make Ginger stay.

I'm awake. What have I done?

Keep up.

Robbie, have you found anything on her computer we could use? Robbie?

I'm awake - I'm awake!

Am I the only one that cares about Ginger?

I care. I don't want Ginger to leave.

I'm awake!

Wake up! Ginger's leaving!

She's leaving to be close to her dad.

Maybe we can get him to come here?

Prison break? Who's down?

I think I have a better idea.

Ginger! Ginger!

Ginger!

Ginger! We've got a surprise for you!

"Hey guys, I hope you like my goodbye surprise."

"LOL. Thanks again for an awesome summer. Love, Ginger."

Took us a while to find you.

Well, it's nice here.

I see you found my goodbye surprise.

Come on, we've got a surprise for you.

Are you trying to make me stay?

Because I already told you I want to see my dad.

Have it your way.

- Wait! No. Matt, put me down! - Let's go.

Let me go!

Let me go!

I told you to bring her in nicely.

We tried, but she's stubborn.

You can't keep me here forever. I want to see my dad!

- G'day, Ginger. - Dad?

Yep. In the flesh. Well, digital at least.

Right, gentlemen. Let's give them some time.

And you!

Dad, they let you call me?

Yeah - your Aunt Corey can be pretty persuasive.

Especially when she's lacking in a bit of sleep.

- I'm coming home. I'll see you soon. - Did you not get my message?

Yeah, but I can stay with Aunt Agatha.

I reckon I'd rather be in jail than live with all those cats.

And there's a reason that they call her "Aggro Agatha."

But I really want to see you.

We can talk like this. And I love getting all your messages.

I watch them over and over again.

You must be having a little bit of fun there.

A little.

A little? Did you or did you not become an expert at booby traps?

- And solve a mystery with a missing dragon? - Kind of.

I need you to stay there

and you keep sending me those amazing messages. Can you do that?

Can you be strong for your dad?

I can.

I love you like crazy, you know that.

I love you more.

Impossible.

I think he just said - "timberkneeplay"?

Timberkneeplay?

The bug I put in isn't working properly.

That was really nice of you all. Thanks.

So?

After talking with my dad, it looks like...

- I'm staying. - Get her, boys!

Shooting star!

- Happy? - Yeah.

Hey, what are the schools like here?