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[upbeat music]

- Let's laser tag it up!

- Yay, fresh meat.

- Yep. Sign us up, Lucy.

- I was talking to my sandwich.

All right, just wait over there

till we have enough players

for two teams.

- Are your brothers coming?

- I hope not. I didn't tell them

I was doing this.

For once, I'd like

to be on a team

with anyone whose name

doesn't rhyme with "icky."

- They like their sister.

Is that so bad?

- They're good kids, Mae.

They mean well.

But I need some time

away from them.

Lately, they've been

sticking to me tighter

than honey to a frog's foot.

- That's not a thing.

- It is where I grew up.

- We grew up three blocks

from each other.

- It hasn't

gotten to you yet.

The point is,

it's just kind of sad

how much they need me.

Without me,

they have nothing.

[gasps] Mae, that cute boy

is totally staring at you.

- No, he's not.

Oh, my gosh!

That cute boy is totally

staring at me.

What do I do?

What do I do?

- Leave it to me.

Put Mae on their team, okay?

- You're not the boss of me.

But your parents are, so fine.

- Maybe I'll get cute boys

on my team too.

[both squealing]

Hey.

- So if you keep heading

that way,

you'll hit the bathrooms.

- Is it me, or were

those boys handsome?

- Yes, they were.

Too bad they're not playing

laser tag with me.

- Don't worry;

we're here.

- Okay, awesome.

We've finally got enough

for two teams.

Mae, Jasper, and those guys

versus Dawn and the Ickys.

boys:

Yay!

- Yay.

- Poor Dawn.

She really needs us.

- Good thing we showed up.

- Or she'd have no friends

to play with.

- You know,

Dawn's a good kid,

but without us,

she has nothing.

- [sighs]

[upbeat music]

- ♪ Na na na na na na

na na na na na ♪

- ♪ Hey! ♪

- ♪ Na na na na na na

na na na na na ♪

[whistling]

♪ ♪

- ♪ One, two, three, four! ♪

♪ ♪

- ♪ Na na na na na na ♪

♪ Na na na na na na ♪

- ♪ Hey! ♪

♪ One, two ♪

- ♪ Na na na na na na ♪

- ♪ One, two, three, four! ♪

- Dawn, I can't believe you

blasted your own brothers.

- I just can't spend

any more time with them, Mae. I

had to put them out of my

misery.

- Hey, Mae, I had fun

playing with you.

- You too, Jasper.

Hopefully we'll get to

do it again soon.

- Hopefully next time,

my brothers won't be here.

Fingers crossed

they got the message.

- We got your message.

- Oh, good, because I've been

wanting to say something and I

didn't know how to.

- No need to say anything.

I think we're all feeling it.

- It's pretty obvious.

- You're really bad

at laser tag.

- But don't worry.

We're gonna practice

with you every day until you get

better.

- Just try to get rid of us.

- Yeah, we're gonna stick to you

like honey to a frog's foot.

- What does that even mean?

- It means that wherever I go,

they're there.

I get home; they're there.

I wake up; they're there.

I go to school; they're there.

- There, there.

- I need to find

a new activity that they'd never

like.

- I'm in a ballet class.

How about that?

- Ugh, I hate ballet.

It's perfect!

They'll hate it even more.

- Hey, Dawn.

Laser tag ended

kind of quick,

but don't feel bad.

We found something

to fill the time.

- Do you like puzzles

and are ages eight and up?

Then good news!

- This one's all sky.

4,000 pieces,

and they're all blue.

What's that sound, boys?

Sounds like the fun train's

leaving the station.

all:

Puzzle, puzzle, puzzle, puzzle!

[chanting continues]

Puzzle, puzzle, puzzle, puzzle.

Puzzle, puzzle, puzzle, puzzle.

Blue-blue!

- [mouths words]

- ♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh,

oh, oh, oh, oh ♪

- I think we lost them.

- Dawn, relax.

They weren't following us.

- Don't kid yourself, Mae.

They followed me

out of the womb,

and they haven't stopped since.

- You made us ride

in my mom's trunk.

I think we're good.

- You're right.

This is a no-bro zone.

So...

let's ballet it up!

- We don't really say that.

- Wow, that girl

could bite her toenails.

- Oh, that's Eiffel.

She's the best in the class.

She was the ballerina

in that really funny

toilet paper commercial.

- Oh, The Butt-cracker?

- Yeah!

- Sweet!

All right, let me try.

- Wow, impressive.

- Thanks, no biggie.

- You did it.

- I know.

I think I'm a natural.

Only one problem.

I can't get my leg down.

- What?

- My leg is stuck.

Help me, help me,

help me, help me!

- Okay.

Help me, help me,

help me, help me!

Help me, help me, help me!

♪ Oh ♪

- Anne, I think I've got it.

I have just the thing

to put the wind

back in our "sale."

Say hello to Squishy,

the "sale-r" dog.

- I don't get it.

- What's not to get, Anne?

We have a big, annual sale.

He's Squishy, the "sale-r" dog.

'Cause he's dressed

like a little sailor.

[high-pitched]

Ahoy!

- Tom, we need something

that's gonna make people want to

buy things.

This is just gonna make

people say, "Aww."

- Aww.

- Look, I've been going

over the numbers,

and the last time our sale

was actually profitable

was 12 years ago.

- As I recall, that was

our first foray into radio.

You remember the jingle?

- Oh, no.

- ♪ Hurry on down

to Tom's Get Sporty ♪

♪ Save 10%,

which is close to 40 ♪

♪ Take it from

your old Uncle Morty ♪

♪ You'll save plenty

at Tom's Get Sporty ♪

- No, no, Uncle Morty was

the year after our big success,

and he was a horrible failure.

- So what was 12 years ago?

- Well, we didn't do

anything big that year,

because I was pregnant.

- So the thing that was big

was you.

- Oh, it's true, though.

Every customer I waited on

felt so much sympathy

and support for me,

they bought, like,

anything I showed them.

- It's too bad

you're not pregnant again.

- Huh, I know.

Wait a minute.

What if I am?

- What are you

telling me, Anne?

- Oh, no, no.

Honey, no, no, no. I'm not

saying I am.

I'm saying what if, um--oh--

I am?

Huh?

- Whoa.

- Huh?

- Oh, here. Here, here,

here, here, sit, sit.

Can I get you anything?

- Honey, honey, honey,

it's a watermelon.

- I'll love it no matter

what it is.

- Okay.

- Hello?

Ickys?

Ickys?

[sighs]

Coast is clear.

- Thanks for bringing me

home, Mae,

and helping me change,

and scratching that itch.

- Dawn, it's been stuck

like that for four hours.

I think you should see a doctor.

- I'm fine, Mae.

- Ugh, I feel so bad.

You didn't even

want to go to ballet.

- No, I loved it.

I thought it would be boring,

but it was totally fun.

The boys not being there

was just a bonus.

- Okay, well, see you tomorrow.

- High five?

- Oh.

- [grunts, sighs]

- Hey, Dawn.

- Oh!

- Where you been?

- Yeah, last time

we saw you,

you brought us all

warm milk.

- And then when we woke up,

you were gone.

- Oh, well,

that milk knocked you guys

right out,

and I didn't know

what to do.

So I wandered down here.

Now I'm gonna wander back

upstairs and take a shower.

Excuse me.

- Wow, without us, she seems

so lost and confused.

- Yeah, she can't even remember

how to walk.

- Hey, Anne,

these customers don't want

these ski boots.

Could you put them

back on the shelf?

- Oh, sure thing, sweetie.

[sharply exhales]

[sighing]

Yeah, you mean the--

the high shelf

upstairs in the back?

- That's the one.

- Okay.

- Be careful on

that old ladder. You're climbing

for two.

- Oh.

- You know what?

Um, we'll take the ski boots.

- Great.

- Are you also going to need

skis, bindings, and poles?

- I don't think so.

- That's okay; I'm just gonna

lug them back upstairs.

- Oh, you know what?

Um, we'll take it all.

- Ah, great.

- Yeah.

- Let's get you all ringed up.

[groans]

[melodic whistling]

[Nutcracker Suite plays]

- Don't bend your elbows.

Unclench your fists.

Good.

- Do I look like you now?

- I said good,

not Butt-cracker good.

- Don't worry;

I've been here six months,

and I'm still not

"Butt-cracker good."

- Oh.

- My.

- Gosh.

She's doing ballet.

- She hates ballet.

- I love ballet!

- Oh, poor Dawn.

We weren't around, so she got

lonely and followed Mae here.

- So sad.

- She couldn't even go

two hours without us.

- What?

Can you believe it, Mae?

They're here.

They can't even go

two hours without me.

- It looks like

they want to come in.

- Please, don't. No!

- She said,

"Please don't go."

We came just in time.

- I'm gonna go out there

and get rid of them.

What are you guys doing here?

- You know why we're here.

We all know why we're here.

- Yeah, I know

why you're here,

but I'm pretty sure

you can't be here.

You know, I think the teacher's

not gonna want you here.

- Wait, you boys

want to join the class?

- Of course.

If our sister's here,

then we are too.

- Fantastic!

I'll get you set up.

- But-- but no, they

really don't want--

- Aren't you glad

these boys are here?

Now I can finally showcase

my true abilities.

Hold my waist.

- She was talking to me.

I'm Dicky.

- I'm Eiffel.

- Don't sell yourself short.

You're two eyefulls.

[applause]

- You can thank us later.

- I told you we should've ridden

in your mom's trunk again.

But no, you had to

have a seat belt.

- Can't let me have

my own thing.

Ballet wreckers.

[blender buzzing]

- Dawn?

Dawn!

- Oh, what?

- Honey, you promised you

wouldn't blend angry anymore.

- [sighs]

- We talk about our problems.

We don't liquefy them.

- I'm sorry.

I went to ballet class

to get away from the boys,

but of course they just

horned in on that too.

Just--it makes me

want to just--

- No, no, no, no,

hey, hey, hey, hey.

- I'm sorry, but they're like

little baby ducks.

You know, waddling behind me

everywhere that I go.

I'm tired of being

the mama duck.

- Honey, do yourself a favor

and tell your brothers

the truth.

You'll feel better.

It is always best to be honest

with people.

[sighing]

- Hey, guys,

I have to tell you something.

I really, really love

being a quad,

but I'm also starting

to love ballet,

and I kind of want it

to be my thing.

I hope this doesn't

hurt your feelings too much.

- I'm good.

- Me too.

- No sweat.

- Oh, well, phew!

Thanks for taking it

so well, guys.

- No worries.

- Our pleasure.

- We only went

to ballet 'cause you needed us.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Let's be clear.

I didn't need you.

- Come on, Dawn.

You always need us.

- No, I'm the mama duck.

You're the baby ducks.

I waddle; you follow.

Quack-quack!

- No, we're the papa ducks.

- Yeah, we waddle;

you follow.

- Oh, please.

You need me.

- No, you need us.

- I don't need you!

- Well, we don't need you!

- Quack!

- Oh, yeah?

Quack, quack.

- Quack, quack, quack!

- Quack, quack,

quackety-quack!

[all quacking]

- Hey, you guys seen Mae?

- Can't talk.

- We're quacking here!

[quacking resumes]

- Ah, do you smell that, Mae?

- [inhales]

I smell feet.

- Yes, but they aren't

my brothers' feet.

I don't have to

smell my brothers.

I don't have to see my brothers.

I don't even have to hear

the word "brothers."

- Where are your brothers?

- Oh, don't worry.

They won't be back.

- What?

But we need them.

- Uh, for what?

I don't know

if you noticed,

but they weren't very good.

- I don't need them to be good.

I need them to make me

look good.

If we don't have boys

in the class,

who's gonna partner with me

for my pas de deux?

- Well, I "a-pas-de-gize."

but it looks like you're gonna

have to pas de do it yourself.

- Do you even know

what "pas de deux" means?

- Pas de duh!

[both laughing]

- Stop doing that.

- Sorry.

- Look, you like this class,

right?

- Yes.

- And you want to

make it better, right?

- Of course.

- Great.

Then do us all a favor.

Don't come back to class

without your brothers.

- Wait, what?

- Hey, you may have been in

a toilet paper commercial--

- Two. You're looking at

the new Snow Wipe.

- Well, that doesn't make you

better than anybody else.

- Actually, it does.

It also gives me

free toilet paper for life.

So boys, please.

- Yeah, well,

if she doesn't come back,

then I don't come back.

- All right, Mae.

I'm sorry.

We'll miss you.

- Mae, this is

all my fault.

- Yes, it is.

Sorry, that just came out.

I don't blame you--

yes, I do!

Sorry, the words just keep

coming out--your feet smell!

I should go.

[upbeat music]

- Anne, lookit.

Our big blowout sale

is once again

in the profit column

thanks to you

and our little bundle

of unfolded laundry.

Who's my little moneymaker?

You are!

You're my little moneymaker.

- I--don't you feel guilty

about this, Tom?

- Shh! I'm counting.

Higher than I've ever

had to count before.

- You know, I gave our daughter

a big speech about being honest,

and I don't know; I just haven't

felt right about it since.

- Why did you talk to her?

That's what the blender's for!

- What?

- So she can work through

her problems on her own.

Think about it Anne.

If we make more money,

we can buy

all the kids blenders.

And then we won't have to

talk to any of them.

- Tom, this-- this is just

wrong.

- What are you saying, Anne?

- I'm sorry, Tom.

It's over.

- Anne, no.

- I can't be fake pregnant

anymore

with your

college sweatshirt baby.

- But, Anne,

what about the sale?

- Tom, I can't.

- Hey, guys.

So, look,

Mae really needs you guys

to come back to ballet.

- Oh, did you hear that,

guys?

Mae needs us

to come back to ballet.

- Well,

what do you know?

Mae needs our help.

- Poor Mae.

We should really help Mae.

Why are we saying

"Mae" like that?

- 'Cause it's really

Dawn who needs us.

- But didn't she say

she didn't need us?

- That's why we're saying

"Mae" like that.

- It really is for Mae.

She stood up for me, and now

the girls don't want us back

unless we show up

with you boys.

So I guess you're right;

I do need you.

- We knew it!

- Was that so hard?

- Look, I don't need you guys

to be around me all the time,

but right now,

I need you to do

what any self-respecting

brother would do.

Slap on some tights,

get on your tippy toes,

and pirouette back to class.

What do you say?

- Don't worry, Dawn.

We'll be there for you.

- Ah, thank you guys so much!

- Wow, she really does

need us.

- Should we get our tights?

- Nope.

We're gonna play laser tag.

[whispering]

That's a nice fishing rod.

Shh, it's okay.

Don't worry.

Daddy's gonna sell

this nice man a fishing rod,

and then I'll be able

to finally buy you

some baby food.

- Tom!

- [imitates crying baby]

Oh, great, Anne.

You woke Pinny.

Oh, he's so pale.

Everyone, buy things!

That'll help!

- Tom?

- Okay, okay.

You're right.

We shouldn't lie

to our customers.

- Don't worry, honey.

I have just the guy

who's gonna help

make our sale a success.

[whistles]

- Sale-r dog!

- Hi.

- It's a "sale-r" dog 'cause

it's a--'cause it's a sale.

all:

Aww!

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- Okay, I got to ask.

Are your brothers coming?

Are they not coming?

- They told me they'd be here,

but I knew I couldn't

count on them.

They're always around

when I don't want them

and never around when I do.

I'm sorry, Mae.

I've ruined this whole

dance class for you.

- Oh, don't worry.

I'll just ruin

something of yours.

- Oh, you're doing

that thing again

when you say something

and then take it back.

- Nope.

- So where are

your brothers?

- Oh, yeah, my brothers.

Well, I talked

to them, and--

- We heard you

loud and clear.

both:

Oh, thank goodness.

- We hear you've been

giving our sister

and her friend a hard time.

- If you get boys

back in the class,

do you promise

to be nice to them?

- Yes, of course.

I promise.

- Great, then we have a deal.

- Why aren't you

wearing your tights?

- Because we're not coming back.

- What?

- But you said we had a deal.

- We do have a deal.

- You need boys;

we got you boys.

- Boys!

- Mae, you remember Jasper.

- Hey, Mae,

nice to see you.

- What did you do?

- We got you boys.

- That aren't us.

- And who like Mae.

We get it, Dawn.

You need some you time.

- And that's cool with us.

- You know, I do like

having time away from you guys,

but it's also

really nice to know

that you'll be there for me

when I do need you.

- Always.

- Group hug?

- Nah, I think

we all get it.

- All right.

- Want to find some other kids

and play some laser tag?

- That sounds good to me.

- I just have

one question.

How do I get out of this?

Help me, help me,

help me, help me,

help me, help me!

[rock music]

♪ ♪

- [whistling]

♪ ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

- ♪ Yeah! ♪

- ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,

yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪

- ♪ Yeah! ♪