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Honey, I'm home.

Hey, morning, Earl.

Morning, Roy.

How was your weekend?

I had two days of pure
enjoyment mapped out,

then I got home Friday
and remembered I had kids.

You had to change
your plans, huh?

Oh, no. I turned up
the volume on the TV

so I couldn't hear the
little monsters screaming.

You're a lucky fella,
Earl. A beautiful family

and a TV with a more than
adequate sound system.

I'm really proud of that TV.

How was your weekend?

Well, I'm a single guy,

so, you know, my weekend was
completely different from yours.

I watched TV alone.

Get in here now, you
two quivering bags of pus!

What can we do for you, sir?

Dance.

Dance?

Now!

- Oh, OK, OK.
- Oh!

♪ Da da da-da ♪

♪ Da da da-da ♪

Ha ha ha!

Ha ha ha!

Enough!

I just wanted to
see if you'd do it.

Well, having successfully
humiliated ourselves,

will that be all?

No! The company's got a problem!

We need your help.

Help?

We've got a little
problem with the public.

They hate us.

My nephew says it's because

we're a vicious
despicable corporation

with operations
that, if left unchecked,

could destroy the entire planet.

Well, he's just a boy.

And now he's just a
boy without a head!

We have no intention of
changing the way we do business.

That would be costly and stupid.

What we want to change is
the public's perception of us!

You can't possibly bite
off everyone's head...

can you?

Well, as much as I'd like
to, it's not cost-effective.

So we're going to
launch an ad campaign,

use an actual Wesayso
employee and his family

to make us look friendly.

We need to find
the perfect family

for the perfect media blitz.

Tryouts are tomorrow.
Here's some fliers.

Spread the word.

Oh, sir, I'd like to be there,

but I just remembered
my wife made plans

for my family tomorrow.

Well, then I guess you
have a choice to make.

Who do you love more,

the company...

or your wife?

But we were going to
go on a picnic today.

Frannie, this company
doesn't ask much from me,

so if occasionally they need
my help to hoodwink the public,

I'm going to give it to them.

Besides, the winning family
gets a set of power tools.

Dad, not to sound
crass or anything,

but what's in it for me, huh?

The love of your father.

And 15 bucks?

- Deal.
- Good.

- Earl.
- I'd have gone to 20.

I want 20.

You don't need money.

Twenty-five.

I should get 30. I'm the cutest.

I'm the cutest.

- Are not.
- Whaah!

Stop crying.
Nobody believes you.

- Yes, they do!
- No, they don't!

If I get them to shut up,
can I have their money?

Will you all stop bickering?

Excuse me, do you mind?

There's no bickering
in the perfect family.

No! No! No! This
family's all wrong!

They're amphibians! No
one can relate to amphibians!

Bring me a family with lungs!

Oh, those poor dinosaurs.

Oh, forget them. They're bums.

They're lungless bums.

Come on, everybody!

Let's practice some of
our happy family poses

- I showed you.
- Yeah. Yeah.

Places. Come on, Fran.

Ready?

And... Go!

Hello. We're the
happy Sinclair family.

I'm happy Robbie Sinclair.

And I'm happy Charlene Sinclair.

I'm the baby.

And?

Aah!

And now I'm happy.

That's it! I do
everything for this family!

And when I ask for a
little help, what do I get?

Bupkis!

Well, from now on,

things are going to be a
little different around here.

From now on I'm not
going to be nice anymore.

I'm going to be unpleasant.

Uh-huh.

Hello. We're the
Sinclair family.

Pose, everyone. And
we're very happy to be here.

This is my son happy Robbie.

Hi.

My daughter happy Charlene.

Yeah, yeah. Let me look.

Hey, does anyone
know if this audition

includes a bathing
suit competition?

Uh-huh. Uh-huh!

Huh?

I like this guy.

Hey.

What do you mean?
He's not even a family.

I am too. I'm a family of one

and we all get along real well.

Would you step in here
for a moment, please?

- I am in here.
- No, in here,

in place of the big
ugly one in the middle.

You, you, come on, come on, out.

Who, me?

Go! Go! Let's go!

Move, move.

You, big guy, get in there.

Yeah. Oh, there's our gold.

Look at me.

That's it.

This will work.

Congratulations. You're the
new Wesayso spokesfamily

because... I say so.

But...

- Hey, cool.
- I like that.

OK, here we go. Say tar pit.

Oh, well.

Boy, life can be so
ironic, huh, pally-boy?

- I feel like
ripping out my eyes.
- Thanks.

Sinclair! Office!

Hey, there's a couple of words

you hate to hear
next to each other.

You called for me, my captain?

Sinclair, you are
a troublemaker!

Oh, I'm very, very
sorry. Will that be all?

Don't you even want to know
why you're a troublemaker?

Well, I think I've taken up more
than enough of your time, sir.

Those ads with your
family and your idiot friend,

they're a big hit.

The company wants to do more.

Oh, I see. And
this would affect me

in some negative
way, I'm guessing?

If the public were to find out
that the Wesayso spokesfamily

isn't really a family,
we might look dishonest.

Oh, how unfair that your insidious
plan could come back to haunt you.

It's not gonna, 'cause you're
going to move out of your house

and let Roy run your family.

Create the proper appearance.

Move out of my house?

For how long, if you
don't mind my asking.

What am I, a mind reader?

A week, a month, a decade,

as long as the
campaign's successful.

You do want the campaign
to be successful, don't you?

You do want to
help your company,

don't you, Sinclair?

Huh?

Good news, pally-boy?

They're giving you my family.

Oh, well, that's nice of them.

What do you get?

I get to help the company.

Wow! We both
made out like bandits.

Well, this is it.

It's just not right that
they can make you

move out of your
own house like this.

They're a big company, Fran. I
think they'd know what they're doing.

Gee, Dad, it sounds like you've
been brainwashed or something.

Exactly. And that brainwashing

has put food on your table
and clothes on your back.

And now the
suitcase in your hand.

And a darn nice suitcase it is.

Now, kids, in a few moments,

you'll be getting a new father,

and a profound change like this

can bring on a flood
of complicated feelings,

feelings you may want to share.

Let's start with
Charlene. Sweetheart?

- Hello!
- Oh! Sorry, Dad.

I wasn't paying attention.

All right. Robbie.

Um, does this
mean we have to buy

two Father's Day
gifts from now on,

or can you guys just split one?

Hmm... OK. What about you?

Is Mama leaving?

No.

Then it doesn't affect me.

Hey, hey! Daddy's home!

Hmm? Hmm?

Oh, sorry there, pally-boy. I
didn't know you were still here.

Oh, that's all right,
Roy. I was just leaving.

Nice shirt.

Oh, thanks.

I thought it would make the
transition easier on the kids.

Here, Roy, let me take your bag.

Listen, Fran, I'm sure this
must be awkward for you,

so if you don't want
to sleep together

for the first few
nights, I understand.

Earl!

Roy, you're sleeping on the
sofa for as long as you're here.

Gee, you sure that's
OK with Mr. Richfield?

Look, Roy, we're just pretending

you're the man of the
house. No perks. Got it?

- Got it.
- Good.

Hey, pally-boy.

Mm-hmm?

Let me get a few specifics
on this dad business.

How's it done exactly?

Well, first of all,
expect to fail.

Then when you do, you
won't be disappointed.

Basically, kids are
a guy's punishment

for having one night
of fun with the wife.

Oh, jeez. Any other side to it?

Oh, sure. There are
little moments of joy

like when they're asleep

or staying at a friend's house,

but they always
wake up in the morning

and always find their way home.

Ah, the important
thing is not to be bitter.

No, no, no. No, you just learn

never to expect any
love, appreciation,

or even acknowledgement,
especially from this one.

Ah.

Daddy.

Huh. Daddy?

Sheesh.

Here you go.

Thanks a lot.

Well, I'm a bachelor now.

Might as well
make the most of it.

Fun, fun, fun every
waking minute.

Anything I want any time I want.

Hey, Earl. What'll it be?

A home-cooked meal and
the love of a good female.

How about a shot of
something strong and cheap?

Close enough.

I lost my family.

Gee, I'm sorry to hear it.

Is there going to be a
service or something?

No. They're not dead. They're
just more photogenic than I am,

so the company
asked me to leave.

Well, the company
would know best.

Hi. We're a Wesayso family

and we're proud of that.

Wesayso Products
are built with love

by good, honest, caring
dinosaurs like my husband.

Yeah. Oh, kids, dinner's ready.

And when you care that much

about the products you build,

it can't help but rub
off on the dinosaurs

that you build them for.

Ooh, I love you, Robbie.

And I love you, too, Charlene.

I love you, Mom and Dad.

And we love you.

And you, too, Robbie.

And you, too, Baby.

And I love everybody
and everything

because I'm the baby,
and I'm full of love.

- Aw!
- Aw!

Yes, life is good because...

- Wesayso!
- Wesayso!

What a great ad.
Only a great company

could make a great ad like that.

Hey, wasn't that guy Roy?

Yep.

With my family.

This can't last.

Dinosaurs who know me

are going to wonder what Roy
is doing up there instead of me.

Didn't you wonder?

Not really. TV's a
powerful medium.

I don't feel comfortable
questioning it.

You want another drink?

No. It might make me depressed.

Hi. We're the Wesayso Family.

We love each other,

and we love you, too.

Mwah!

Line 'em up.

You got it.

"Chapter Four, installation."

"First, set the rotary
blade over the metal plate

on top of the disposal
unit and fasten securely."

I don't like this book.

Oh, it's a little dry,

but it's important we have
these father/son moments.

Now, section two.

- Ohh!
- "Aligning the blade assembly."

This book is boring!

Boy, that could
get old real fast.

Roy, can I borrow the
car for a few hours?

Don't see why not.

And some credit cards?

- Oh, help yourself.
- Thanks.

Just make sure you put
them back when you're done.

Oh, I will. By the way, you're
doing a great job as a dad.

Well, it's easy when you
have such considerate children.

Hi, everyone.

Huh? Monica!

Hi, Roy. How's it going?

Hey... Monica.

Charlene, what are you
doing in your mother's purse?

Dad said I could borrow
some credit cards.

- Dad?
- Yeah.

Oh, Monica.

I don't think so.

- Yeah, but...
- Close the purse.

Oh, boy!

Now back away from it.

First I have two dads,

now I have two moms!

Just when I
thought I had them...

Roy, I think the kids might be
trying to take advantage of you.

Oh, my little bundles of joy?

Not even a possibility.

Give me sugar!

Oh, right away.

- Roy, stop.
- Huh?

Hi there. Hi.

Your skin is so blue.

Did you even hear a word I said?

You have such lovely eyes.

They sit almost
perfectly in your sockets.

Hi, Monica. Morning, Roy.

It's my wife Fran.

Hi, Fran. I just dropped by
to borrow a couple of eggs.

No problem.

Great.

I... I can explain, Fran.

So how's it going?

A little weird,

but I've accepted
that life in general

is a little weird, so I'm
coping. Here you go.

Thanks.

Well, see you later.

Bye.

Uh, sure thing.

Uh, Fran, it wasn't
what you think.

Excuse me?

Oh, OK, it was. It
was what you think.

I'm sorry. I've betrayed
you and my family.

I am so ashamed.

What are you talking about?

Well, Monica. I'm
in love with her.

And yet I know you
are sort of my wife now.

I'm torn between two
dinosaurs, feeling like a fool!

Roy, you don't have
to be faithful to me.

Oh, that's very
modern of you, Fran,

but it's the least I can do

considering my parenting
skills are highly questionable.

- You're doing fine.
- Yeah.

But I'm no Earl.

That may be, but
Earl's not here, is he?

Earl chose to do what
the company wanted.

So instead of being
here with his family,

he's over at your
apartment right now

probably having
the time of his life.

Mmm...

Huh?

- Morning, Earl.
- Morning, Arnie.

I missed you. Did you miss me?

Yeah, a little, but I think
it's good for our relationship

that we spend some time apart.

Oh.

Oh, there were a
couple messages for you.

And I took the
liberty of ordering

some more of these cocktail
onions. We were running low.

Thanks. So, how you doing?

How am I doing?

You mean how am I doing
now that I have no family?

Now that I've been
all alone for three days

with no one who cares about
me or even knows I've gone

or even remembers my name?

Still feeling a little
self-absorbed, I see.

Are you, uh, Earl Sinclair?

I used to be.

I got some power
tools for you here.

Power tools?

From Wesayso, the
company that builds with love.

So what'd you do, win them?

No, I traded my family for them.

Really? I'd give you my mother
for the socket wrench right now.

Mmm.

OK, don't. See you
at the company picnic.

Company picnic?

Yeah. This weekend.

My boy and I have
been practicing

for the wheelbarrow
race for weeks.

Robbie and I used to kill
at the wheelbarrow race.

We're defending champs. It'll
break his heart if I'm not there

to hold his legs and push him.

I know the company thinks
Roy makes a better dad,

but in this case, I think I do.

Because my arms are longer.

Are you saying the
company might be wrong?

'Cause that would be anarchy.

Oh, I'm so confused, but
I've got to do something,

even if it means
leaving this bar.

Welcome to the company picnic.

We got enough food

for everybody to
have one serving,

so don't try and stuff
any of it down your shirts

'cause everybody'll get
searched before they leave.

And remember to
keep the noise down,

and don't let your
kids touch anything.

OK, one big, happy family.

Smile, smile. Come on, smile.

Baby, come on, smile. Come
on, smile! Give me a big one!

Baby, come on, smile, smile.

I am smiling!

Give me a big one.

Aah!

Bigger, bigger, bigger.
Bigger, bigger, bigger!

Come on, give it to
me, you little squirt.

My face hurts.

And...

Good!

Excellent. OK, that's
enough for today.

Now go mingle with
the other families.

And here are some
suggested things

that we'd like you
to say to them.

Good. Thank you very much.
Somebody make me a sandwich.

"It sure is generous of the
company to throw a picnic for us."

"No need for a
union here." Oh, jeez.

Ahem.

- Dad!
- Dad!

- Huh?
- Hi, kids.

Hi, Frannie.

Hello, Earl.

Uh, I... I suddenly feel
a little uncomfortable.

Earl's presence makes me
feel kind of, uh, undefined.

Beat it.

Ahh, clarity.

Uh... uh, kids...

I'd like to speak to your
mother alone, please.

- Oh. Yeah.
- Sure. Bye, Dad.

Don't be a stranger.

Uh, you, uh...

You don't seem
very happy to see me.

You left us, Earl. Why
should I be happy?

I just did what I
was supposed to do.

You did what the
company told you to do.

What did you expect
me to say to them,

"I can't start a whole new life

because I have a family"?
They'd make fun of me.

Well, then I guess
you've made your decision.

Attention!

Everybody, shut up!

All right.

We're going to do the
father/son wheelbarrow race now.

All teams report over
to the starting line.

So how do you
do this thing again?

Oh, you just grab my
ankles and try to keep up.

Food, food, food, food.
Where's the pie-eating contest?

The Wesayso Company reminds you

we are not liable for
loss of limb, loss of eye,

or dismemberment of any kind

due to you running around
holding your kids' feet in the air

like a bunch of morons.

Now you can have fun,
but you're on your own.

- And after...
- Excuse me.

I'm sorry to interrupt,

but there's something
I have to say.

Somebody remove this
guy. He doesn't exist.

Oh, no. He's wrong. I do exist.

My name is Earl Sinclair,

and I am the true
and rightful father

of the Wesayso perfect family.

- Oh!
- Oh!

I'm the guy that
gave up my family

because the company told me to.

I did it because I thought
the company was always right.

The company is always right!

That's what I used to think.

After all, companies
are big and powerful.

And it always seems they
know what they're doing.

And families? Well,
families are new.

They have problems, and
they're not always perfect,

but families can give you
something companies never will.

A comprehensive health plan?

No!

Love.

A family will give you love.

Oh...

So if I have to choose between
my family and my company,

I know which one
is more important.

Is it the company?

No!

It's my family because
without them, I'm nothing.

- Sweet.
- Aw.

And now...

No.

I'm ready to die.

Not so fast.

Yeah, slow would be better.

This dinosaur may
have some value to us.

You mean other
than his meaty thighs?

I think he may become something
of a hero to these workers,

and I'm not sure how, but
maybe that's exploitable.

Hmm!

Can we go home now?

Don't know. Could
still go either way.

You! You. You can leave.

We may call on you later
to help us in some way,

like to speak against
a work safety program

or infiltrate a union.

I'd be flattered to.

Attaboy! Ha!

So, did you miss me?

Well, you were only gone a week.

But did you miss me?

Well, I guess we didn't take
advantage of the situation

as much as we could have.

Oh, and what about you?

Not the mama!

Oh...

Ha ha ha!

I missed you, too!