It was just another beautiful day
in our fair metropolis of Malibu.
[Skipper] The good citizens were free to live in peace,
confident their children
would be well taken care of at...
SNC Babysitting.
Skipper, Navya and Chantal.
The greatest babysitting team in the world.
But then, weird,
the Carmichael twins should have been here 30 minutes ago.
The McDuffy kids are late too!
[beeping]
The super secret emergency signal!
Babysitting Squad, the city needs your help.
Someone's turning the children of Malibu into monsters!
Not cool.
Whatever diabolical super-bad guy is behind this villainy,
you can count on us to save the day, Mayor Chelsea.
Thank you, Babysitting Squad.
Oh, and you'll also have to do all my chores for a month.
[giggling]
Chelsea! No ad-libbing!
[Chelsea giggles]
This looks like a job for...
Skipper's Super Sitters Squad!
Oh Jeeves, is the babysitting mobile ready?
Really? You made me the butler?
But you're my most faithful butler.
Just say you're line.
[exhales]
Oh, mighty heroes of good,
I regret to inform you that the babysitting mobile
is in the shop.
Plus you're 14 and can't drive anyway.
Then we'll just have to fly. Sitter Squad is go!
♪
The window was open!
[Skipper] Meanwhile, at the beach, an evil plot was unfolding.
[children playing]
[zapping]
[robotic tone] Buy low. Sell high.
Buy low...
Sell high.
[all] Buy low. Sell high.
[evil laughing]
My most diabolical invention ever, the Adultifier, works!
Hey, why am I the bad guy in this?
'Cause you won't pick up your stinky socks
from our bedroom floor.
Come on, keep the story going.
Ugh. Fine.
Now, all those annoying kids
will be forced to do adult things.
Like, save for retirement and talk about the demise of DVDs.
[evil laughter]
I don't think so!
We've come to end your fiendish plan.
You'll never take me! Hiya!
Hiya!
Urgh!!!
[robotic tone] Buy low...
Ugh!
I got you.
Ha!
Ha ha!
Wah ha ha ha!
Ha!
Urgh!
Ahhhh!!!!
[grunts]
[gasps]
Ahhhhhhh!!!!!
[cheering] Oh, yeah!
And I was all, hu-ha-yah! Take that!
[laughs] And that's how we saved the day.
Skipper, the kids are asleep.
Oh, yeah, right.
[cooing]
[Barbie] Whew!
Thanks for helping me with their nap-time story.
It was fun. I got to be mayor.
And as mayor, I ordered that Stacie take me to get ice cream.
Hey, you're not really the mayor.
But, I do like ice cream, so ok.
[giggling]
Uh, you ok if I leave too?
I'm a professional babysitter.
Besides, Navya and Chantal are due any minute.
Thanks for helping.
Ok. Good luck.
Bye!
[door closes]
[fussing]
[gasp]
-[toy squeaks] -[gasps]
[crying]
Oh no, oh no!
It's ok. Shh.
Let's not wake up the others.
[dog barking]
Uh-oh.
I'm hungry.
I'm thirsty!
I'm a firetruck!
Um, ok, ok.
So, how about we be bear cubs and hibernate, huh?
Let's all be firetrucks! Yeah!
[kids making firetruck sounds]
Don't jump on that. Please don't jump on that.
[Skipper] Oh, wait a minute. Wait a minute!
Ok, um, woah, woah! Oh, no, not that.
Ok, please, please, please come back.
Stop, stop, firetruck. Stop!
[phone ringing]
Navya! Where are you? I need back up.
Didn't you get the text from Chantal?
Text? No, why?
Remember that dance we invented?
The dog-cat?
[dance music playing]
Woof Woof! Do the dog-cat.
[purring]
Do the dog cat.
♪
Vaguely. Deacon, put that down, or...
[crashing]
That'll happen.
Apparently, the Prime Minister of East Slovakistan's daughter
had a cousin who's neighbors sister
was at the party when we invented it.
And now we're invited to perform the dance...
-Woah! -All across the country!
[kid] The floor is lava!
[baby giggling]
Come on, no cushions!
Well, that's great, Navya,
but what about our babysitting business?
We had plans for the whole summer.
[straining]
I know, Skip. We hate to leave you like this.
You're the best babysitter ever!
Woah!
Ok, I gotta go.
Have fun on tour. Oh wow, there's a lot of you.
Ah... ok. Uh, kids? Who wants lunch?
I already made spaghetti, it's on the...
...Counter.
Spaghetti fight!
Not spaghetti fights, spaghetti lunch!
Oh!
[splat]
Oh, ho, ho. Seriously?
[baby giggling]
[gasps]
[barking]
Hi, parents, you're early.
[chuckles nervously]
This isn't what it looks like.
[vomiting]
Ugh!
But that is exactly what it looks like.
[giggling]
Bye!
[overlapping voices of discontent]
[sighs]
You're giving me all the cookie dough parts?
You need them more than I do. What are big sisters for, right?
[cell phone buzzes]
Another cancellation?!
No one is ever going to trust me with their kids again.
I might be the worst babysitter in the world.
And the nominees for worst babysitter in the world are...
Zincenzio Dracula for turning children
into part of his legion for the undead.
Vlah!
Helga Von Bruler, for changing all her kids into toads.
[sinister laughter]
Hi, Mom!
And, Skipper Roberts, for... well, she knows what she did.
And the winner is...
Skipper Roberts!
[crowd booing]
Ugh.
[cell phone buzzes]
Uh! Another cancellation!
That's my last client.
With no kids to sit,
I should just quit my business all together.
Skipper, we Roberts don't do quit.
We dig deeper. Fight harder.
Stand up for what we believe in, and Skipper I believe in you!
[splat]
Uh, thanks, I guess.
[both laugh]
Besides, there's lots of other stuff to do this summer.
Surf with Ken, hang with my big sister.
Oh, about that. A last-minute change,
I'm gonna be gone all summer.
I'm planting trees in the Amazon.
Oh. Okay.
Well, at least I can still boss around the little sisters.
[puppies barking]
What is in here?
Chelsea, did you put your stuff in my bag?
Ehh...
[sighs] Ok, Stacie and Chelsea are off to camp!
[gasps]
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
All this time when you said camp, you meant camp-camp?
Like, sleep-away camp? I thought you meant day camp.
My not so little girls. They grow up so fast.
Do you need a hug from Darby?
She makes me feel better when I'm sad.
[squeaking]
I can handle it, Chels',
Come here, Darby.
[squeaks]
So, everyone's going away this summer except me?
Hey, we'll still be here.
But you're adults. You're no fun.
Who says?
I've got an exciting summer planned.
Organize the kitchen drawers, weed the compost pile,
get the puppies de-fleed and then...
Uh, I think Skipper needs this more than you, Dad.
Oh...
This is getting a little touchy.
[laughs] Oh, come on. You know you love it.
I'll be fine. Seriously.
Alright, troops, then it's off to camp!
[cheering]
[Barbie] And you'll drop me at the airport?
Hey, you've got this, Skip.
Don't give up. You're a great babysitter.
Thanks, Barbie.