- Does Thanos smell like moldy cheese?
(lively music)
It says yes.
Is Zombella the worst babysitter?
(lively music)
- Hey you guys better be careful with that.
I once knew a kid that totally
got Jumanji'd by one of those.
- Okay.
Is what my mom said really true?
(suspenseful music)
(gasps)
(static)
(dramatic music)
- Were we just Jumanji'd?
- Everything looks the same.
- Hey, fart bucket, get out of my house.
- Fart?
- Bucket?
(metal instrumental)
- Take a picture, it'll last longer.
- Yup, we were Jumanji'd.
- Who are? - Shh.
- What is? - Shh.
- Where? - Shh.
- I'm just trying to ask you a question.
(upbeat electronic music)
(laughs)
- Now, get out of my house.
- This is our house.
Kinda.
- Do you want fight me for that?
(intense electronic instrumental)
(gun fires)
- And stay out!
(intense electronic instrumental)
- I do not like this place.
- Me either.
- They are mean.
- So mean!
- We gotta find that eight ball to un-Jumanji ourselves.
- But the villain, us's don't let us inside.
- We need blasters and a plan.
- There's blasters in our garage.
Maybe there's something in here too.
- Nice!
(dramatic music)
(record scratch)
- Thanos?
- Oh, hey sweeties.
- What're you doing?
- I'm just trying to keep things
looking real nice around here.
- Don't you wanna wage battle with those guys
for you gauntlet?
- The only thing I'm trying to wage battle against
is all these weeds.
- Okay?
- I'm making some oatmeal raisin cookies later.
- So weird.
- Okay, bye Thanos.
- Later, alligator.
(intense music)
- It's not working.
- Maybe try it backwards?
- Two, six, four, two.
(intense music)
Now we gotta get back inside.
- I have an idea.
(lively music)
- Hey!
(doorbell rings)
- Mom, could you get that?
Mom!
- Hey mom!
Mom!
- Get the door, dad!
- Do I have to do everything around here?
(lively music)
There's a big freaking box outside.
It's really stinking heavy.
Mom, dad, help!
- If these are the villain us's,
then what are our parents like?
- Oh yes, I do believe I see your conundrum
here my dear boy,
but I believe in addition to being geniuses,
we maybe able to muster the strength
a mere 15 pounds per square inch I believe
to be able to elevate this cardboard cube,
and be able to bring it into our home.
- I concur.
- Four square pounds, elevate boxes, nerds!
- I believe the word you're looking for is "scholars."
We didn't both become doctors
for you to talk to us this way.
- Whatever.
(electric guitar music)
- Well if that is everything children,
I will be off to hospital.
It's time for me to do my brain surgeries for the day.
- And I'll be on my call with Elon Musk.
(electric guitar music)
- One, two, three.
(intense electronic instrumental)
(guns fire)
Zoey, I got this.
You go look for the magic eight ball,
keep going under the couch.
(intense electronic instrumental)
(gun fires)
(screams)
(gun fires)
- Oh!
- Milo!
Blast her!
(intense electronic instrumental)
- Can we please go home now.
(suspenseful music)
(rock instrumental)
- Mom!
(camerawoman laughs)
- Shh.
(camerawoman laughs)
(lively music)
(sneezes)
(camerawoman laughs)
- [Camerawoman] You're allergic to the backwards world.
- Hey fart bucket, get out of my house!
(camerawoman laughs)
- I know what you did.
- Pew, pew.
(lively music)
(camerawoman laughs)
- [Camerawoman] What is this, don't shoot your face.
(Milo screams)
(camerawoman laughs)
- Thank you for bringing.
(laughs)
Bring it into our house,
how do smart people say
they're gonna bring stuff into their house?
- I don't know the name of this.
- I believe too.