1بخش

Guy?

Guy.

You’ve got to go!

Guy, it’s okay.

No!

Son, the tar is rising.

You’ve got to go.

No, not without you!

Don’t look at us.

Look behind you.

Do you see the light?

You need to follow that light, okay?

Don’t stop.

Don’t hide.

Follow the light,

and you’ll find Tomorrow.

“Follow the light”

Travel log: Guy here.

It’s been 14 moons since the mission began.

Following the light,

but no sign of Tomorrow yet.

Travel log: it’s been 29 moons.

Still no sign of Tomorrow.

I did find this little fellow.

He’s all alone, just like me.

He’s a good lookout.

I’m thinking of calling him “Watch.

”

Travel log: it’s been 54 moons.

Seventy-three moons.

A hundred and ten moons.

Two hundred moons.

Travel log: it’s been.

a lot of moons.

All the moons.

Still no sign of Tomorrow.

Something’s coming.

Belt, disguise mode.

It’s a person!

Yeah, that was me.

Hi.

I’m Eep.

In my defense, I had been living in a cave my whole life,

and I didn’t really come across

other people very often,

let alone.

a boy!

And to think, the only two teenagers

in the world, and we found each other.

It’s like fate brought us together.

My whole family loved him.

except for Dad.

But eventually, Guy won him over.

Fire.

Fire.

And now we’re traveling the world,

searching for a perfect place to call home,

a place Guy calls Tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

Isn’t Guy amazing?

He gives me a funny feeling,

like I have butterflies in my stomach.

Not just the ones I had

for lunch, but other butterflies.

I don’t know what this feeling’s called,

but it looks like this.

And this, and this, and this!

I love drawing this shape!

I don’t know why.

It just feels right.

Eep likes Guy.

Eep likes Guy.

Gross.

Right, Douglas?

Mom!

Thunk is looking at my diary again!

Thunk, leave your sister alone!

Come on, Eep.

Share the tablet.

I’m not done yet!

Give it back!

No!

Kids, stop fighting.

Get him, Eep!

Go for the groin.

I will turn this death cat around!

There have been plenty of obstacles along the way,

but it’s nothing us Croods can’t handle.

We’ve got some angry kangadillos

on our tail.

Belt, seat belt mode.

I told you, don’t take the canyon!

Okay!

You never take the canyon!

Drop her!

Sandy!

Hey!

Hey.

Hey.

Hey!

Get your head in the game!

That’s my girl.

Boom!

Boomsies?

Boomsies.

Dad always says,

“The pack stays together.

”

The pack stays together!

But with Guy,

sometimes it feels like it’s just the two of us.

I think I love you

So what am I so afraid of?

I’m afraid that I’m not sure of

A love there is no cure for

I gotcha.

Isn’t that what life is made of?

Hang on!

I’m coming!

I gotcha.

♪ Though it worries me to say

That I never felt this way ♪

Eep!

♪ Hey, I think I love you ♪

♪ So what am I so afraid of?

♪

♪ I’m afraid that I’m not sure of ♪

♪ A love there is no cure for ♪

So.

hungry.

I still would’ve eaten that.

All right, pack.

Nothing has tried to kill us in the last ten minutes, so let’s camp here.

Gran and Thunk,

you find us a place to sleep.

Here.

Here’s good.

Sandy and Chunky, you stand watch.

Ugga and I will forage.

Guy and Eep?

Guy and Eep?

Guy and Eep?

You’re in charge of the fire.

No problem, Dad.

You can count on us, Dad.

Don’t call me that!

Hey.

“Hey” what?

Hey, you.

“Hey, you” back.

I “Hey, you’d” first.

And I’m “heyying” you right back.

Look at them!

Guy used to have so many ideas.

I mean, wasn’t he the one

that gave us fire?

Now he’s useless!

Th-They’d never survive on their own!

Hungry.

I know, Thunk, and we’ll eat our ration

of dry twigs and bitter roots

just as soon as two pack members,

who shall remain nameless,

do their jobs and start the fire!

Come on, man.

Just chill.

No, you “come on, man!

”

I’m gonna chill your a.

Hey, hey, hey, Grug.

Easy.

Calm down, big guy.

You know, Grug, eventually,

Eep and Guy, they’re gonna wanna

start their own pack, just like we did.

It’s our nature.

No way.

Not happening!

The pack is stronger together.

Yes!

You did it!

Eep would never leave us.

No.

Like Eep would ever.

Come on.

No.

No!

Pack stays together.

Pack stays together.

Pack stays together.

Eep.

Eep, are you awake?

Yeah.

Hold on.

I’m coming over.

Oh.

Hey, Gran.

Hi.

Hi.

Can he hear us?

Nah.

Once he’s out, he’s out.

Hey.

Hey.

No, no.

This is a “hey” with a question.

So, uh, I was thinking.

That’s not my hand.

Anyway, uh.

I couldn’t sleep.

I was thinking about Tomorrow.

Our Tomorrow.

Our Tomorrow?

What do you mean?

What I mean is, um,

maybe our Tomorrow is different than the rest of of the pack’s.

Maybe our Tomorrow is a place of our own, you know?

Like a home.

Just the two of us.

Just the two of us?

Guy, I’d really miss my family.

But that does sound amazing!

A place of our own?

Our home?

Can our home have flowers?

Sure can.

And butterflies.

And a sweet, babbling brook?

And privacy.

What’s “privacy”?

It means you only smell the feet you wanna smell.

So, um.

do you, Eep Amber Crood,

think you could

spend your Tomorrow with me?

I do.

I’m going to fall asleep

and dream about our home.

Good night, Guy.

Good night, Eep.

Just the two of them?

Warping my baby’s mind with whispers and kisses.

“Can Grug hear us”

Oh, yeah, Grug hears.

Grug hears all.

All about your private two-person house of Tomorrow,

whispering, kissing,

butter-babble-brooking.

What the heck is that?