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[both laugh]

- Okay, I'll go first.

My super sleepover secret is...

Until I was seven, I had

a crush on Smokey the Bear.

- You know he's

a cartoon, right?

I mean, that's cool

if that's what you're into.

- Come on, he's cuddly,

he cares about

the environment

and how cool does

"Mrs. Dawn the Bear" sound?

Okay, tell me your

deep, dark secret.

- I can't. I don't really

feel comfortable.

- I promise,

whatever you say does not leave

this room.

- Totally.

My lips are sealed.

- Do you mind?

- Not at all. I love secrets.

How about you?

- I'm all ears.

And biceps.

Time to work the glutes.

- This is ridiculous.

- Just ignore them.

[toilet flushes]

- Ooh-hoo!

Ooh, sorry about that.

Nature called.

And let's just say

she had a lot to talk about.

- How am I supposed

to ignore that?

It's not that bad. Here.

Let's paint our nails

and forget

they're here.

- Gotta chalk up for

the three-pounders.

- Dicky!

What are you doing?

- I wanna look good

in my dreams.

And yours.

- [giggles]

Still not that bad.

- Uh-oh!

Nature's calling back.

- It's that bad.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- [whistling melody]

♪ ♪

- ♪ One, two, three, four! ♪

♪ ♪

- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na-na ♪

♪ Na, na, na, na,

na-na ♪

- ♪ One, two ♪

♪ One, two, three, four! ♪

- Good morning.

Would you and Mae

like some breakfast?

- I would,

but Mae left hours ago.

Right after the boys

used her toothbrush

to clean out their ears.

- Honey, I'm sorry they ruined

another sleepover.

It's not just

the sleepovers, Mom.

I have to get dressed

under the covers,

they have a booger wall,

and the smells, Mom.

The smells.

I can't take it!

- Well, you could

have your own room.

- No! I want my own room!

And I'm not taking--

wait, what?

- Yes, I've been

thinking about it,

and you should

have your own room.

- What's the catch?

- No catch.

- Can I also have a pony?

- No.

- Eh, worth a shot.

I can't believe

I'm getting my own room!

I can't believe I'm getting

my own room! Thank you, thank

you, thank you!

Honey, you're a girl,

you need space

to do girl stuff.

Especially in this house

with all these

boys hanging out everywhere.

- Hey!

- Oh!

What are you doing up there?

- I went up to clean

the vents, but I discovered a

whole new world up here.

Hey, remember that hamster

we lost?

I kinda found it.

- Dad, I'm getting my own room!

- That's great!

Are you gonna put her in the

coat-slash-vacuum room?

- That's a closet.

- Oh, well, the only other room

in the house is my train room.

[gasps]

Monster!

- Tom, you know,

our daughter is a young woman.

Her body is

gonna start changing--

- ♪ La, la, la, la! ♪

- Besides, you're

hardly ever in your train room.

I think you've outgrown them.

- ♪ La, la, la, la, ♪

[grunts]

"It's crazy to have

a trampoline floor," you said.

You must feel

pretty ridiculous right now.

I'm calling the trampoline guy

on Monday.

Have you guys

ever seen my happy dance?

No?

Well, it goes a little

something like this.

♪ Dawn's getting

her own room! ♪

♪ Dun dun dun dun dun duh! ♪

- I don't understand

why she gets her own room.

- Why not me?

- Why not me?

- Both excellent questions,

but have you considered,

why not me?

- Face it, boys,

I'm a young woman now.

Pretty soon, my body's

going to go through changes--

all: ♪ La, la, la, la! ♪

- So will yours.

All: ♪ La, la, la, la! ♪

All: Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- What do you

think you're doing?

I'm taking Sprinkles

to my new room.

- No, you're not.

Dad spent five hours

and $300 winning him

at the fair for all of us.

- Get him!

- Oh, please.

You guys could care less

about Sprinkles.

You're just jealous

of my new room.

- Maybe we are,

maybe we're not.

But either way,

you're not taking him!

You ruined him!

- Come on, let's go

to our new home...

Sprinkles' neck.

- Good luck.

You'll never make it without us.

- You'll never

make it without me.

- We don't need a girl in here.

We're mature, manly men.

- Spider.

[all scream]

- I think I'll be fine.

♪ Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta ta! ♪

♪ Ra-ta

ta-ta-ta ta! ♪

- Presenting,

for the first time ever...

My own room!

I call it,

"Aloha-dorable."

I love it!

It's boy-free, chalk-free...

[sniffs]

Ah, and odor-free.

- And check this out,

now that I don't have bunk beds,

I can do this.

We are going to have

so much fun in here.

I'm already planning a sleepover

for the weekend and--

- I'm scared of balloons!

- You're scared of what?

- Balloons.

It was my

super sleepover secret

from the other night.

Phew.

Feels good to get that

off my chest.

- This is so great--

not the weird balloon thing,

but the fact that you

can share it.

This is a total safe zone.

- Welcome to your new room!

- [screaming]

- Get them out.

Get them out!

- Sorry, Mom.

I'd explain,

but it's a girl secret.

- Ooh! Girl secrets!

Me first!

Okay! I have

a crush on a boy named Dad.

- What's happening?

- Isn't it great

that the three of us gal pals

finally have a place to hang?

- The three of us?

- Oh, you're right.

The four of us.

- Say hello

to her royal highness,

Princess Giggles.

- When I was your age,

she spent every night with me.

And if I was ever feeling sad,

I would just

press her tummy and--

[doll giggles]

- I've been saving her for you,

and now that you've got your own

room, she's all yours.

- Really? Thanks, Mom.

- Aww.

Hey gang, I found these

in the hall--

- [screaming]

- I know, I know,

it's a chick room.

I'll just put these

right here and shut the door.

- [shrieking]

- I have a vision

for Dawn's empty space...

And industrial-size

pants press.

Say goodbye to wrinkles

and hello to success.

- Or something real!

Octopus hair stylist!

With a blow dryer

in every arm.

- Think, Dicky.

That's ridiculous.

We don't have eight outlets.

- Solar powered octopus hat.

Problem.

Solution.

- While you guys bicker,

I'm a man of action.

It's meat o'clock, boys,

and I'm buying.

- It's weird, but I like it.

I'll grab some plates.

Who needs plates?

We have hands!

We should've replaced

Dawn with meat years ago!

- Uh-huh!

- First night in my own room.

With my Mommy

right next to me.

- Aloha.

Did you know "aloha"

also means "goodbye"?

- Look at you,

all grown-up and knowing stuff.

You know what else I know?

The boys want you to go

and tuck them in.

- No way!

This is our special

girl time!

It's time to dish.

I'm sure the boys are fine.

- [all groaning]

- I can't believe we ate

the whole thing.

- [sniffs]

My sweat

smells like gravy.

- My stomach kept saying

"Stop,"

but the meat kept saying "Go!"

[all groan]

- Ooh, I just thought

of another secret!

Okay. I used to have

this John Stamos pillowcase

and I would snuggle

with him, like, every night.

I'd be all, "Sweet dreams,

Uncle Jesse."

and then I would--

- Okay, that sounds like

a "night two" kind of secret.

- All right, you're right.

We'll save it

for tomorrow night.

Aw. My little girl

isn't so little anymore.

Sweet dreams.

- Thanks again, Mom.

I love my new room.

- Me too.

- Finally.

No annoying brothers,

no over-sharing mother, just

me and you, Sprinkles' neck.

Alone in my own room.

I didn't think

it would be this quiet.

Or dark.

[wood creaking]

[wind whistling]

- Or shadowy.

Be glad you don't have any eyes,

Sprinkles' neck.

[squeaking]

Or anything to pee out of.

Ooh! Okay, don't freak out.

Princess Giggles!

Maybe your laughter

will help us feel better.

[doll giggling]

[sinister laughter]

[alarm clock ringing]

- [screams]

- Oh, it's morning.

We made it! We made it,

Sprinkles' neck.

- Kids! Breakfast!

Tom, you're a grown man

playing with children's toys,

sitting crisscross

applesauce in the middle

of our kitchen.

It's absurd.

- Well, you wouldn't

think it was absurd

if you watched the complex

ways

in which the trains interact

with their environment

and each other.

It's an art form really.

Observe.

Good morning, Dr. Caboose.

Well, good morrow to you,

colonel Front-Of-The-Train.

Going to fill up at the mill?

Why yes. Care to join me?

All aboard!

[blows whistle]

See?

- Tom, I'm gonna be

very clear about this.

I have never been

less attracted to you.

- Got it. I'll just

pack these up

and donate

them to the trainless.

- Dawn?

- I love my room!

- Yeah, yeah, rub it in.

- Hey, honey, how was your

first night in your new room?

Mom, I'm going to be

totally honest.

The thing is, I--

I should've moved

into my new room years ago!

What's up,

former roommates?

You mean "room-meats."

[all laughing]

I--I don't get it.

- You wouldn't.

It's an inside joke.

As in inside our room

that you no longer sleep in!

- Whoo!

- Boom!

Both: Ha!

- Oh, well, my room's

got jokes, too.

Knock-knock, who's there?

Not you!

What! Hoo!

- Are you okay?

- [yawning]

I'm fine, why?

- Because when you're tired,

you imagine your dog can talk.

By the way, you know what

would be a good smoothie flavor?

Dog butt.

[sneezes]

- I love my room!

- Dawn, what's going on

with you?

- You know my new room

that I love so much?

- Yeah.

- I hate it!

It's dark

and shadowy

and that doll's freakin'

me out, Mae.

[boys chattering, laughing]

- Plus, now my brothers have

all these inside jokes.

What's "room meat," Mae?

[whispering]

What is "room meat?"

- Look, Dawn,

if you're this unhappy,

just move back in with them.

- No way, if I move back in,

it's admitting defeat.

They said I couldn't

make it without them.

Quick. They're looking at us.

Pretend we're having fun.

[girls laugh loudly]

- Oh, my...

- Wow!

- Wow! Dawn seems happy.

- She's supposed to be

miserable without us.

- I mean, we're happy

without her,

but we're not that happy.

Are we?

- Of course we are.

Remember "room meats"?

- Eh.

- It's getting a little old.

- Maybe she doesn't need us.

- Well, we don't need her.

Quick, pretend we're

happier than she is.

[boys laughing loudly]

- Oh, that's so funny!

- Here we are.

Back again.

Creepy tree,

creepy doll.

I can do this.

I'll show those boys who's

strong enough to live alone.

- Good night, honey.

- Mommy! Come on in!

- Are you ready

for night number two?

- Not without some girl chat.

So tell me about this Dad guy

you have a crush on.

- That's really sweet,

but I know you're not

really that interested,

so, good night!

- Wait! You never

finished telling me

about you

and Uncle Jesse pillow.

- You know, I know

what's going on here.

- Oh, I'm so glad.

- You need your space

and you want me out of here.

[smooches]

Good night!

Oh! Aloha!

- [squeaky] I'm scared.

- [pounding]

That's good.

Creepy ceiling noises

are distracting me

from the other creepy things.

And they're getting louder.

And closer.

Come on, Sprinkles' neck!

Run!

- [pounding gets louder]

- [screams, groans]

- [screaming]

- It's me! It's me!

- Dad?

Sorry, you scared me.

What were you doing up there?

- The--

inspecting the vents.

[boys laughing loudly]

- The boys sound like they're

having a ball, huh?

- Yeah. A lot of laughing.

- Wait, I can see

something's bugging you.

- You can?

- A father knows when

his little girl isn't happy.

And I think I know

how to fix it.

- You do?

- Keep it down in there!

Your sister's

trying to sleep!

- Oh, well. At least

you're not in the vent.

It is so loud. It's like being

in the room with them.

And that is the last thing

you want, am I right?

- Yeah, last thing.

- Excellent parenting, Tom.

- It's official. I hate

the sound of laughter.

- Let's just

turn it off already.

- No!

We have to drown out

the sound

of our constant arguing.

- It hasn't been that constant.

- Yes, it has.

- No, it hasn't!

- You guys are fighting

about fighting!

- No, he's fighting

about fighting!

- Are you really

gonna fight with me

about who's fighting

about fighting?

- This is all Dawn's fault.

If she was here,

we'd be fighting with her

and not each other.

- Maybe we could ask her

to move back in.

- No! We're not

admitting defeat.

- [sighs]

- Dawn's gone, Nicky.

We just have to learn to enjoy

fighting with each other.

- You know what

you should learn?

How to clean up

that meat spit!

- Dicky don't do dishes!

- Dicky don't

do English either!

- Dicky don't like your tone!

- Can we please argue

in first person?!

- Dicky don't know what that is!

- They never laughed like that

when I lived with them.

You hear this?!

Of course you don't.

You don't have any ears!

- Hi!

- [screaming]

- [screaming]

- What are you

doing up here?

- What are you

doing up here?

- I asked you first.

I'll honor that.

But you have to promise

not to tell Ricky and Dicky--

- Tell me what?

[both scream]

- Dicky! What

are you doing up here?

- I was just, uh...

Looking for Nicky.

Found him!

All right, see you guys

in the morning.

And don't tell Ricky

I was up here.

- Too late.

[all screaming]

- Well, well, well,

look what we have here.

What do

we have here?

- Looks like we have you

crawling in the direction

of our room.

- And you crawling

in the direction

of my room.

All: Huh.

[train whistle blaring]

I'm sleep-deprived,

but does anybody else hear that?

- Sounds like Colonel

Front-of-the-Train!

- That's what dad

was doing up here!

[train chugging]

- It's getting closer!

- Follow me!

- Wait, we're not

all gonna fit!

- Dicky don't wait!

- Ow!

[all groaning]

- Back up!

- Dicky can't move!

- We're doomed!

- No matter what happens,

I want you to know,

I was scared without you.

I miss you!

- You do?

- I miss you, too.

- I wish you never moved out.

- We're a mess without you.

- What about the laughter?

- Faked it.

What about your laughter?

- Faked it.

I love you guys!

All: We love you, too.

[train whistle blaring]

[all screaming]

- Huh.

- That wasn't so bad.

[cracking]

[all screaming]

- Now that was bad.

- Oh, my gosh!

My babies!

- My babies!

Chug to me.

I think you can,

I think you can.

- Tom! Your kids just

fell out of the ceiling.

- Well, your kids

just broke my train.

- Which you said you were

donating to the trainless.

- Well, I--this is not

the time, Anne.

Our kids just

dropped out of the ceiling!

Now what were you kids

doing up there?

And why did you take my trains

up there with you?

- We were admitting

we missed each other.

- And Dawn's moving back in.

- Right?

- Yeah, right?

- Well, I do

miss you guys, but...

I think I should tough it out

in my own room.

- I'll honor that.

- Well, if you

ever need anything,

we're right across the hall.

- Actually

there is one thing.

Finally, I feel

like I'm gonna get

a good night's sleep.

Thanks guys.

- No prob, sis.

- We got your back.

- Nothing to be scared of now.

- Don't tell Mae, but this is

the best sleepover ever.

Good night.

- This room's great.

- Yeah, I don't know what she's

so scared of.

- Just some shadows

and this cute little doll.

[sinister laughter]

[boys whimpering]

- [snoring]

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

[whistling melody]

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♪ ♪

- ♪ Yeah! ♪

♪ ♪

- ♪ Yeah! ♪

- [cheerful melody]

- ♪