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I accept your apology.

What?

Yay!

♪ Tim says he’s sorry ♪

♪ ‘Cause he was wrong About all the things I’ll list– ♪

AGENT: DOS.

Open the door.

We gotta go.

Can I help ya?

We’re looking for missing children.

Oh, they’ve been found, mister.

Bye!

As long as they think you guys are orphans, they will never give up.

There’s only one way out of this.

You’re not going to like it, but what if we get our parents back?

NANNY: What?

Parents?

Nanny, hands on the wheel, please.

Sorry.

Sorry.

But you guys have bad parents.

Yes, I know they’re despicable, but they’re the only ones we’ve got.

Look, the Orphan Service lady said that if our biological parents return, we can stay together.

We have to get them back.

Well, we do know where they’re heading.

Sveetzerlünd.

He who goes up.

Does not come down.

Careful.

Aren’t these pointy hats splendid, snugglebug?

Those pitons add such brawn to your manly feet.

BOTH: To adventure!

THE CAT: How could such clever kids come from these two?

I mean, this is Darwinism at work, isn’t it?

Ugh.

Do we really have to save them?

Willoughbys?

I love your factory.

I need your factory.

Give me your factory.

Tonight.

Hiya, Mel.

We have to build something to get us to Sveetzerlünd.

Okay.

Plan A.

Plan B.

Do it.

Whoo-hoo!

Yay!

Mmm.

Whoo!

JANE: That’s what I call a dirigible.

Nice work, Barnabys.

Good dirigible.

Delicious dirigible.

To Sveetzerlünd.

Easy, Ruthie.

All right, you kids go pee.

I’ll be right back with the oats.

MELANOFF: Yes.

Oats.

NANNY: Whoo!

Look at this.

Ruthie wants to help.

It’s almost like.

They’re a family.

Starting route to Sveetzerlünd.

Ah, Sveetzerlünd.

You’re gonna love it there, Ruthie.

The land of chocolate, cheese and knives.

Whoa!

What?

Tim!

Do you think Nanny will be mad we snuck out and ran off with the dirigible and stole her phone?

BARNABYS: And her purse.

She is definitely mad.

But we orphaned ourselves.

We will unorphan ourselves.

BARNABY: I’m alive!

I’m finally alive!

Check it out.

Whoa.

THE CAT: As these Willoughbys flew east towards the sunrise, I’m just along for the ride, in this cone.

I told you this story would be exciting.

Will they reach their parents in time?

Dunno.

I’m in a cone!

A-ha.

Unclimbable Alp, they say.

Doesn’t compare to the mounds of love we’ve climbed, sweet Mother.

Oh, Father, take me to the tippy top.

What are you doing, you idiots?

Mother, Mother, Mother, Mother.

Mother, dear!

Ooh.

Oh, look, snow.

Ooh.

Fill her up, buddy.

Sugar in the drain pipe.

Sugar in the gas tank.

Good morning, we’re going to stop our parents from killing themselves.

Bye!

Yeah!

Nice!

Keep up, honey, keep up!

So much better than walking.

Barnaby, Barnaby, Barnaby.

Huh?

I don’t believe I can feel my nose.

No.

We’re out of yarn.

I can’t knit!

Oh, Mother, sweets.

Father, we’ve made a horrible mistake.

We must go back home.

Oh, Mother, you’re my home.

You have arrived at your destination.

There it is.

ALL: Whoa.

They could be anywhere up–

There.

Look.

TIM: I suspect our parents had something to do with that.

They do make a mess of things.

Something outside.

Definitely something outside.

Looky, looky.

Willoughby red.

Human fibers.

Silky smooth.

Father’s tardigrades.

I can’t knit.

Mother’s yarn!

Yes!

We got ‘em now.

BARNABY: Follow that yarn!

Hang on, Willoughbys!

I can’t see a thing.

No visibility.

Ice to see you.

Great pun, Jane.

Oh, no!

We’re losing power!

Barnabys, what’s going on?

Altitude.

Keep driving.

We need more rainbow.

Faster, guys!

BOTH: Rainbow.

Rainbow.

Rainbow.

Rainbow.

A-ha!

Punch it.

BARNABYS: Rainbow.

Rainbow.

Rainbow!

TIM: Whoo!

Unclimbable, but not unflyable.

Look!

The yarn leads right to.

Oh, no!

‘Tis like a yard of graves.

Hurry!

They have to be here!

Split up!

BARNABYS: Splitting!

Tree.

Tree.

Tree here, too.

Another tree.

No sign of them.

This is impossible!

We’re all going to freeze out here if we don’t find them.

I hear something.

Me, too.

Definitely hear something.

Is it a some or a thing?

It is some and a thing.

Go!

BARNABY: Not a tree!

It’s parents!

Their kiss, it’s still warm.

Heaters.

Fire.

Come on.

Come on.

We have parents.

A mommy.

And a daddy.

Children?

Ah, Fatherkins, are we back home?

No, dearest.

On an alp.

We have come to your rescue.

Rescue?

Us?

But how?

We knew where you were going.

We sent you away.

BOTH: The Reprehensible Travel Agency.

The brochure?

Mother’s balls!

This was you?

We wanted, um, to orphan ourselves.

But we were wrong.

Very wrong.

Oh, my.

Look, we are not a perfect family.

We’re not even a good family.

But you need us to get down this alp, and once we’re down there, we need you so that we can all stay together.

You don’t have to love us, but will thou be our parents again?

KIDS: Please.

Oh, Father, maybe we were wrong.

We can do better.

Shall we?

For love.

For love.

Get out of my way!

Ugh.

FATHER: Would you look at that machine?

MOTHER: Oh, I do love to fly.

Run, Mother.

Run as fast as you can.

THE CAT: I did not see that one coming.

MOTHER: I didn’t bring my running dress.

FATHER: Lift those limbs.

MOTHER: Here I come, Father!

To adventure!

Mother, where did you learn to drive?

I thought you were driving, darling.

THE CAT: Unfortunately, the Willoughby parents remained thoroughly.

What do these pedals do?

Oh.

THE CAT: incredibly and utterly selfish.

Oh, dear.

ALL: Huh.

Any chance they survived that?

I don’t think so.

THE CAT: Oh, no.

All the determination, imagination.

Doesn’t matter how good you are, does it?

The world can be a pretty cold place.

We have to stay warm.

Oh, Tim.

It’s frozen.

Definitely frozen.

BARNABY A: Hot!

BARNABY B: Get the hot.

JANE: No!

Barnabys!

No!

Stay together!

Oh, the hot is gone.

Tim, what do we do now?

The yarn!

We followed it up.

We can follow it back down.

Tim!

Come back!

Please!

We have to.