- Hey, check it out.
A VHS tape.
You wanna watch a movie?
- Yeah.
(wind blows)
- Man this is a boring movie.
(Marcy laughs)
I like the book much better.
(Simon and Marcy laughing)
- You're so silly Simon.
- Yeah, I suppose so.
(leaves crackling)
- What is that?
- I'm not sure, but it's coming our way.
Come on.
(Simon panting)
Marcy, you stay in the car.
I'll be right back.
- Simon.
- Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow.
- You're not going to put it on are you?
- I have to, to protect us.
- But you're going to act weird again.
- Don't worry.
I can control it better now.
(Marcy sighs)
It's okay.
BRB.
(leaves crackling)
Oh boy, here it comes.
Oh bread balls, oh bread balls, oh bread balls!
(Simon laughs manically)
(wind blowing)
I call upon the power of ice and snow.
Ice winds, blow!
(deer grunts)
(Simon growls)
- You will no longer terrify a 47 year old man
and a seven year old girl.
(ice beam zaps)
(deer grunts)
(Marcy gasps)
(Simon laughs manically)
- Simon stop!
It's frozen!
- Not now Gunther.
I'm doing big people things.
Play in the snow.
Build me a snowman.
(Marcy gasps)
(ice crystallizes)
(Marcy gasps)
(crown dings)
Eh?
- Simon!
Simon, are you okay?
- Uh, yeah.
- You're getting worse Simon.
Your hair and your nose are longer.
And you started to hover in the air.
- Oh yeah?
Did I look pretty fly?
Ha ah ha ah!
- What are you talking about?
You're scaring me.
(Simon gasps)
- I'm sorry.
Did I say something?
- Simon, promise me you won't put it on again.
- Okay.
I promise.
- What is that thing?
- It's a deer.
(deer grunts)
- If there are deers in the forest,
do you think there are other things?
- I don't know.
(Simon whistles)
This is gonna be good.
This gonna be worth it.
Use the remote to turn on the TV.
(Marcy makes clicking sound)
Do, do, do, do, do, do, do,
making your way in the world today takes everything you got.
Taking a break from all your worries sure would help a lot.
Sometimes you ought to go where everybody knows your name.
- What is this?
- [Simon] Filmed before a live studio audience.
(paper crackling)
Norm.
- Mute.
(Marcy laughs)
(Marcy coughs)
- Marcy?
(Simon gasps)
Oh no.
(ominous chanting)
- What are we going to do Simon?
- We're gonna run!
(Simon grunts)
(monsters growl)
(suspenseful music plays)
Come on, come on, come on!
Mamma, mamma, mamma, mamma, mamma-mia!
(monsters growl)
(Simon panting)
- Our butts are grass, right?
- Not yet.
- Don't leave me here Simon.
I can fight!
- I'm sorry Marcy.
- [Marcy] Simon!
(monsters growl)
- You have to keep it together, Simon, for her.
- Simon, you promised.
- Dun, da, da, da, dun, dun.
Making your way in the world today
takes everything you've got.
Taking a break from all your worries sure would help a lot.
Wouldn't it be nice to get away.
Where everybody knows your name.
Where everybody...
(Simon gasps)
(soft music)
Eh.
Marcy, look!
I found chicken soup.
You're going to feel awesome in a moment.
- I'm just glad you're okay.
- Do you feel awesome?
- Hm-mm.
I love you, Simon.
- I love you, Gunther.