5بخش

Oh, welcome, Eep.

Your seat is over here, next to.

Gran.

We’re not done.

You called me a cave girl.

But y-y-you are a cave girl.

But you said “cave girl” like it’s a bad thing.

What’s wrong with cave people, Guy?

There’s nothing wrong with cave people.

Can I get you a towel

or a utensil or something?

I’m good.

Why are you acting like this?

I’m just acting like a cave girl, Guy.

But I guess that’s not good enough

for you anymore.

I never said that.

Grug, let’s take this moment to talk about your great idea.

Uh, what?

Grug felt, and I concurred that Guy should be

with his kind of people, evolved people.

And Eep should stay with her kind.

So we made a deal.

Say again?

What deal?

His deal!

Your idea.

Your idea?

Guy stays with us,

and Eep stays with her pack.

Grug’s words, not mine.

You tried to get rid of me?

Really, Dad?

No!

Honey, I don’t think that.

I mean, he made me think that I thought that.

He tricked me!

He took me

into his stupid secret man cave,

and he tricked me.

What’s a man cave?

It’s a place I go to get away.

Away from what?

Away from you!

What?

We’re all thinking it.

How dare you?

How dare you!

How dare the both of you!

You’re trying to fix me up with Guy?

What happened to your hand?

I got stung by a bee.

Outside the wall.

You went outside the wall?

Outside the wall?

This is all your fault!

Our fault?

Can I say something?

No!

Okay.

I can’t believe

you actually made that deal.

What did they do to you?

I got scars.

Our baby!

It was really hot.

I was full of shark milk.

I was naked!

Why, Phil?

Why?

Because privacy promotes individuality!

Unofficial motto!

Well, kiddo, looks like

we all have something to hide.

That’s it!

Come on, Guy.

We’re leaving.

Wait, hold on a second.

First, you wanted to get rid of me, Grug,

and now you want me to come with you?

You were trying to take my daughter away!

Promising my baby girl butterflies

and babbling brooks.

Aha!

You see?

I knew you were listening.

There is no privacy with you people.

Oh, you mean cave people?

Not what I said.

Positives, Eep, that’s all I’m saying.

Lots of things here are better.

“Better”?

Like not starving, no sleep pile.

What’s wrong with the sleep pile?

Oh, come on, Eep!

The sleep pile reeks!

Reeks of love!

Well, at least I smell like me.

I don’t even know what you smell like.

Flowers and soft rain.

I don’t even know who you are anymore!

With your vanilla and your stupid neck rock!

It’s this place.

This place is.

Home!

This place is home!

“Home”?

This is the place

my parents wanted me to find!

This is Tomorrow.

Well, clearly,

I don’t belong in this Tomorrow.

I’m leaving.

Are you coming with me?

I, um.

I can’t.

Then I guess we have two different Tomorrows.

Eep.

So, who’s ready for dessert?

I told you,

we’re not hungry!

You ate a banana?

Nuh-uh.

We ate all the bananas.

That’s impossible.

Not for cave people.

What have you done?

They’re just bananas, Phil.

“Just bananas”?

“Just bananas,” she says!

That was my one rule!

Wait, we’re not done.

There was more

I was planning on saying to you!

Mrs. Better-mom,

I’ll just take my dessert at the window.

You kidding me?

I’ve lived with her family for how long?

With the.

With the dirt and the smell.

Eep?

Eep, is that you?

I don’t know.

Did you hit him?

No.

I thought about it.

The bananas were key to our survival.

The bananas were keeping us safe.

Safe from what?

It’s here.

for the bananas!

What is, Phil?

It has come every night for 100 moons or more.

I found bananas are the only thing

that keeps it at bay.

What’s on the other side of the wall, Phil?

Night after night, it was never enough!

It wants its bananas!

What’s behind the wall, Phil?

What is it, Phil?

What are the bananas for?

What is it?

I don’t know!

Huh?

It’s just a little punch monkey.

I’m leaving.

You just kept giving it bananas?

Wait, wait.

Let me understand something.

You had no idea you were working.

for an itty-bitty monkey?

Giving it bananas for years!

That’s not good.

No, no, no!

Get away!

Phil!

Come on, come on, come on!

Oh, Douglas, those flowers did not agree with me.

What’d I miss?

Hey, Mrs. Better-mom,

wasn’t there a wall there before?

Phil?

Dad?

Guy?

Grug?

It’s gone.

The wall is gone.

Phil’s gone.

Oh, my gosh.

Something has taken him,

taken all of them.

What are we gonna do?

No sign of them.

But I did find this though.

Is that my basket?

Good eye.

Sandy can track them with this.

Sandy, seek.

Okay, right.

You guys go, and Dawn and I

will stay here and fix the wall.

Or better yet, Dawn, let’s get you back inside your panic cubby.

In fact, I think we can both fit

if we suck it in.

She’s got the scent.

Whatever took them

couldn’t have gotten far.

Mom,

I’m going too.

Dawn, listen to yourself!

We are not like them.

Dad needs us.

Wait.

Dawn!

Dawn, you’ll need the travel basket.

It has a neck pillow.

Where are you taking us?

Stop talking!

If you’re going to eat us,

you should eat the fat one first.

He ate your bananas.

Oh, don’t you blame me for this.

This is all your fault!

My fault?

Tell him, Guy!

She says I changed.

I didn’t change!

This is the real me, baby!

You know?

You know what I’m saying?

What you see, that’s what you get.

That’s what you.

There you are.

I lost you for a second.

Anyway, I don’t need anybody.

No one at all.

Fine!

Wasn’t much of a conversation anyway.

Guess it’s just me with my thoughts.

Travel log.

Literally, I’m traveling in a log.

So, it’s been a while.

A little update.

Remember that Tomorrow?

You know, the one I spent my whole life looking for?

Well, turns out, the girl I love

wants nothing to do with it.

or me.

Girls, very, very complicated.

Dear diary.

Hey, it’s me.

Remember what I said about fate?

Well, fate’s dumb and a liar.

Fate thinks it’s better than you.

Fate wants to stay with.

The Bettermans!

They’re amazing.

I mean, have you seen their tree house?

What’s so great about living in a tree?

Showers, instant fire,

so much food, and.

“Privacy.

”

Well, one thing’s clear.

It’s over!

over!

Fine!

Fine!

Who cares?

Not me.

Are you okay?

Huh?

It’s so bright out here.

I just need to watch the window for a.

I just need to watch it for a minute!

Hey, my travel basket!

Travel window.

Ugga, can you tell your son to keep

his grubby hands off my stuff, please?

Listen, I feel really bad

about what happened at dinner

with my parents, and you, and Guy.

Please, I’m good.

It’s in the past!

You know, Guy and I, we’re too different.

Well, you and I are different,

and we get along great, right?

Yeah, yeah.

But it’s-it’s complicated.

He’s a boy.

He is.

stupid.

You know, it’s different.

What’s the matter?

Boy problems?

Well, in my day,

we didn’t have boy problems.

Because we didn’t have any boys,

or men, or clothes.

We were a warrior tribe of wimmins.

The Thunder Sisters!

What’s a Thunder Sister?

Just Gran’s old bedtime stories.

True stories!

Okay.

Dawn, stop talking to the crazy lady.

We aren’t actually gonna cross that, are we?

Yes.

Sandy’s tracking the scent.

Well, there’s gotta be another way.

You know?

Maybe one that’s stable

and not infested with land sharks!

Tell you what,

you be in charge of gift baskets,

and I’ll be in charge of tracking the men.

We cross!

Oh, no, no, no.

We are not crossing this!

My cat, my rules.

We cross!

Maybe we should take a vote?

Around!

Cross!

Around!

Cross!

No!

Sandy, come!

Thank you, Hope.

This is so much safer.

I can’t see!

What’s happening?

Where are they taking us?

Hold tight, Guy.

As soon as we get out of this log,

I’ll start swinging and punching our way to freedom.