Let's just say, I'm the boss.
PUT THAT COOKIE DOWN! Cookies are for closers.
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2 quotesUpsies. l need upsies.
Scenes with Boss Baby
16 scenesI'm making great progress with the parents already. Oh, the usual procedure, sleep deprivation, hunger strikes. They're very disoriented. I've got them, eating out of the palm of my hand. They do everything for me. It's hilarious. But I think the kid might be on to me. No, I can handle him. I know how this important mission is to the company.
Mission?
Well, trust me, ma'am. You've got the right baby for this job.
Hands up, devil baby!
Fart! Poop! Doody! [Tim screams and exclaims while a toy gun is firing] I've gotta deal with the K. I. D.
You can talk!
Uh, goo-goo ga-ga.
No! You can really talk! I heard you!
Fine, I can talk. Now let's see if you can listen. Give me a double espresso and see if there's someplace around here with decent sushi, I'd KILL for a spicy tuna roll right about now. [gives Tim some money] Get yourself a little something.
Who are you?
Let's just say... I'm the boss.
The boss? You're a baby, you wear a diaper.
You know who else wears diapers? Astronauts, and NASCAR drivers, that's who, it's called efficiency, Templeton. The average toddler spends, what? Forty-five hours a year on the potty? [laughs] I'm the boss. I don't have that kind of spare time.
Well... you're not the boss of me.
I am the boss of you.
No, you are not.
Boss Baby Am, too. [Tim: Are not.] Am, too. [Tim: Are not.] Am, too! [Tim: Are not!] Am, too! [Tim: Are not!] [over recording] Am, too. [Tim: Are not!] Am, too. Am, too. Am, too. Am, too.
I was here first. Just wait until Mom and Dad find out about this!
Oh, yeah? You think they'd pick you over me? With your track record?
You don't know anything about me.
So that's how you want to play it, huh? Let's see. Templeton, Timothy, middle name. [laughs] I'm sorry, Leslie! Mostly C's.
How do you know all that?
Can't ride a bike without training wheels? Even bears can ride a bike without training wheels, Leslie.
Um.
Uh, DOB says you are seven.
Seven and a half.
Power nap! Uh, you were saying?
I'm seven and a half.
Exactly, you're old. It's time to make way for the next generation. It's the way of the world. You would never ask your parents for an old toy.
Lam-Lam?
Everyone wants the hot, new thing.
Destroy.
Lam-Lam!
I've got fresh batteries! BOOM!
Mom and Dad don't even know you. They love me!
Oh yeah? Do the math, kid. There's only so much love to go around. It's like these beads. You used to have all your parents' love. All their time, all their attention. You had all the beads, but then I came along. Babies take up a lot of time. They need a lot of attention. They get all the love.
We could share.
You obviously didn't go to business school. Look, Templeton, the numbers just don't add up. There's not enough love for the two of us. Not enough beads to go around. And then, all of a sudden... [gasps] there's no place for Tim. Tim doesn't fit anymore. Oh no! What about Tim? [laughs] So keep quiet, stay out of my way, or there's gonna be cutbacks. [flicks fingers]
You can't be fired from your own family! Can you?
Thank you all for coming here on such a short notice. Now, before we begin... [Is the kid listening?]
Yes, sir!
Sure is!
Affirmative!
Jimbo, run some interference.
Hey!
We babies are having a crisis!
Oh no!
That's awful!
Horrible!
What is it?
Well, it's simpler if I just show you. Teddy, if you please.
Let's put on a show!
Oh. [Staci gasps]
Here we go!
Jimbo, hit the lights. [Jimbo hits lights] You see, babies aren't getting as much love as we used to.
Why? Have we been bad?
No, Staci. But I'll tell you who is. Behold our mortal enemy. Puppies!
Aww!
No, no, that's exactly the problem!
Puppies? What's the deal with puppies?
Throughout history, people have loved babies more than anything in the world. We've always been must-have item, number one on every wish list. Puppies were merely accessories. But all that changed when the puppies began coming out with new designer models. Each one more adorable than the last. Remember the Labradoodle? The Peekaboo? The Chiweenie? Try to say "Chiweenie" without smiling. [All: Chiwee...] Not possible, don't waste your time. We all laughed at the Shar Pei. [Jimbo laughs] And now it's number one in China.
Oh no!
That's terrible!
Horrible!
Yes. And it gets even worse. Francis Francis, the CEO of Puppy Co, made this announcement. Teddy, roll the clip.
And we are on schedule to release the most adorable puppy ever! We're gonna launch it at the pet convention in Las Vegas! Watch out, world! It's gonna crush the competition!
Yay!
No, Jimbo. No "yay". We are the competition! This is war. Puppies are winning, and babies are losing. Thank you, Teddy. And if this new puppy is as cute as we fear, it could put the baby business out of business, baby.
Uh-oh!
That's awful!
Bad news, baby!
What are we going to do?
My job is to find out exactly what that new puppy is, so that Baby Corp can stop it. And you're going to help me.
Genius!
Home run!
You still got it, boss!
Yay!
Yay. Now, your parents all work for Puppy Co. So, have you learned anything from them?
Yes, sir!
Sure did!
Mm-hm!
Fantastic. Triplets, go!
A, B, C, D.
No, what have you learned about the new puppy?
Yay, puppy!
No, Jimbo! Puppies are evil! Staci, read back the notes.
I can't read. What's it say? [?]
THIS IS MY TEAM!? A muscle-head, a bunch of yes men, and a doodler?
Exactly!
Affirmative!
Good call!
Oh yeah!
Nice one, BB!
Gotcha!
PUT THAT COOKIE DOWN! Cookies are for closers.
Let's have another show!
No, Teddy! No! [Staci cries]
How about a hug?
No more shows!
Boss!
There's plenty of love to go around!
Teddy, go to sleep!
Nighty-night... [faints]
Boss, Boss!
WHAT?!
PARENTS!
Aww! It's like they're having their own little meeting! [The parents begin taking pictures of the babies, Boss Baby is eating his foot, Staci is throwing her papers in the air, and Jimbo is eating all the cookies]
Isn't that adorable?
Who wants dessert?
God, this is so humiliating! [it repeats on the tape]
Wait until Mom and Dad hear this. [gasps, finds Boss Baby and his infants]
Hey, Templeton, what you got there?
Uh, nothing.
Hand over the tape.
Never! [rushes outside and finds Janice and Ted inside] Mom! Dad! Over here!
Hi, Timmy!
Hi! Anyway... [Tim gets surrounded by Boss Baby and his infants. They are in vehicles. Staci is in a kid's flower bike.]
Flower power! [Jimbo rolls his ball popper. The triplets are in a firetruck. Boss Baby is in a police car.]
You can't get away from Johnny Law, simpleton. [The chase starts.]
Ha! [runs]
Fasten your seat belt! Let's go! [Staci gets stuck in a sandbox, and pouts]
Run, run, run, run, run... [crashes through a fence. The triplets ride in the firetruck and snatch the tape]
Hey!
Ha-ha! [Tim finds the hose rolling out]
Hmm.
Uh-oh! [Tim ties the hose to a pole with tap and yanks it really hard, which sends the triplets and the tape flying]
WHOA!
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run! Catch, catch, catch, catch, catch, catch! [catches them, and the firetruck hits the ground explodes, sending the tape flying]
Whoa!
Yes! [grabs the tape and flies in the air then comes back to the ground] Oh, yeah! [finds Tim in the police car, then Tim splutters] Let go, you little... [The scene cuts to Ted and Janice looking outside a window]
Oh, look, the kids are finally getting along.
That's nice! [Janice and Ted clink glasses together. The scene cuts back to backyard. Boss Baby swings Tim around, then falls onto the grass, the babies come in, Boss Baby makes a throat cutting gesture, and the babies charge]
Sayonara! [rides a rope into his treehouse, and grabs suction cup darts and a Nerf gun] You wanna play? Let's play! [uses a paper clip and swings down on a rope and shoots suction cup darts at Jimbo]
NOOOOO! Save Boss! Save Boss! [gets suction cup darts on him. The tape drops. Tim grabs the tape]
Get him!
I got him, I got him, I got him! [Tim jumps on a trampoline into the window of the house, and Staci and the triplets bounce on the trampoline, unable to reach the window. Staci flies into the air and gets stuck in a tree]
You're toast, baby man!
Upsies! I need upsieeees! [Jimbo twirls him, and Boss Baby flies into a window, breaking it.]
Who wants... [drops the plate] cheese-sticks! [They look at the mess.]
Oh! [Jimbo stands still, and the toy firetruck is behind him on fire.] Oh! [The triplets play with the broken glass from the window that Jimbo threw Boss Baby into it.] Oh! [Staci is stuck in the tree. She looks at them, with a confused expression on her face, and cries.]
Mom, Dad! I've got proof! [Boss Baby runs in his walker and gets vampire teeth, then growls and bites Tim on the leg] Ah! [Boss Baby tumbles, and Tim slides down the stairs] Oh, someone can't go down the stairs? Ha!
Nothing can stop me! [rolls down the stairs, then Tim opens the door, and he rolls outside, and Tim closes the door]
Mom, Dad! Where are you guys? Hello! Where did everyone go? [runs into the office room] Mom, Dad! The baby can talk!
Oh, can he now? [turns to Tim in a chair]
Wait, how did you...?
Hand over the tape, Timmy, or Lam-Lam gets it, see? [grabs a stapler]
No!
What's that, Lam-Lam? Oh, you want a nose ring? Well, it's really not my scene, but who am I to judge!? [staples Lam-Lam's nose, then Tim whimpers] And an eyebrow ring. Seems like a little bit too much, Lam-Lam! [staples Lam-Lam's eyebrow]
Ah!
How's that gonna look in a job interview?
Stop it!
The tape, Timmy, or I'm gonna rip-rip-rip-rip-rip-rip-rip...
NOOOOO! [grabs Lam-Lam and they tug at her] Let go!
You let go!
You let go!
Give me the tape!
Give me Lam-Lam! [pauses; gasps, seeing Lam-Lam ripped, then glares at Boss Baby]
Whoops! Too far! [Tim grunts, grabs him] Templeton, Templeton, let’s be reasonable! We can be reasonable, right? What are you doing?!
You've been asking for this since you got here! [puts the jumper up on the window]
We can talk about this over a juice box!
Time for juice boxes is over!
No, no, Templeton! You wouldn't!
Say bye-bye, baby! You're fired!
Tim, what are you doing?!
Nothing. [Boss Baby looks at Ted, and cries. Tim let us go of the jumper, accidentally shoots the tape out the window, then it lands onto the road and gets run over in tape is brokeness by a passing car, horrified, gasps] My proof! [Boss Baby grins triumphantly]
Tim! [takes Boss Baby] Explain yourself!
Yes, explain yourself!
It wasn't me! It was the baby's fault!
The baby's fault?
It's true, he can talk! They all can talk! They're having a meeting! There's something about puppies! It's one big baby con-spy-racy!
Timothy Leslie Templeton! [Boss Baby snickers]
We are very disappointed in you.
No, we're mad at you!
Exactly, we're mad at you!
Mad?
You need a time-out!
You're grounded!
Yes, grounded! (to Janice) For two?
Three!
Three days?
Weeks!
Weeks! Three weeks!
For three... NEVERS!!!
You know what, Janice, you're never 3 weeks ever again!
Grounded?
You're gonna stay in this house with your baby brother... [Boss Baby gasps and looks at her up with confusion] until you learn to get along.
Oh, great. [Tim looks down in disappointment. The scene fades to a jail/prison cell]
It was my first time behind bars. The big house. The lock-up. Grounded for life. The minutes turned into hours, the hours into days. Every man has his breaking point. This was mine.
So this whole place is run by babies?
Yep.
My dad says, "Those who can, do. And those who cannot, supervise."
Your father is a hippie.
WHAT? So help me, I will nail his diaper to the wall! Have we heard anything from that little Boss Baby that we sent down to the Templetons?
I don't know.
YOU'RE FIRED!
Oh no!
YOU'RE ALL FIRED! THE PET CONVENTION IS IN TWO DAYS! If he doesn't come up with answers, HE'S FIRED, RETIRED, GONE!!!
Okay, tour's over!
AAAAAGGGHHH!!! What was Big Bossy Baby Lady screaming about?
She's demanding actual results. The pet convention is in two days... AND I'VE GOT NOTHING! [phone rings] That's her! Don't answer it! [He chucks the phone into a dirty diaper bin, and Tim dodges it. Boss Baby nearly falls asleep but wakes up again] AH! STRESS NAP! [Squeezing Senor Squeaky as he paces back and forth across the room] If I don't find out what that new puppy is and fast, not only will I not get that promotion, I COULD GET FIRED!
Hey, relax. I'm sure there's other cool jobs for babies, right? [snaps his fingers; condescendingly] Meanwhile, two days goes by like that. [holds up Boss Baby's briefcase] You better start packing.
WHAT!?!?!? [belligerently throws Senor Squeaky into Tim's groin]
OOOHHHHH!
YOU DON'T GET IT, TEMPLETON!!! If I'm fired, they'll take away my formula. I will turn into a normal baby and live here forever with you!
No!
Yes! And I promise you this: Every morning you wake up, I will be there. Shh. Every night at dinner, I will be there. Every birthday party, I will be there. Every Christmas, I'll be there! Year after year after year. We will grow old together. You and I... will be brothers. Always.
No, no, this is terrible!
I know!
This can't be happening!
But it is!
YOU CAN'T STAY HERE!
I CAN'T!
DON'T PANIC!
BUT IT FEELS RIGHT!
I KNOW! But we have to fix this! We have to make sure you don't get fired!
We?
We. I will help you, but just to get rid of you. Deal?
Deal. Here's to never seeing you again.
Back at ya, baby. Um.
Now let's get to work.
Hey, what's all the racket?
Aw! Isn't he adorable?
Oh, I've got one for you, too! Ahoy, matey!
Ooh.
What?
Bummer!
Tim, I may look like a baby, but I was born all grown-up.
I cannot even imagine not being a kid. You missed out on your whole childhood? You never had someone to love you?
Well, you can't miss what you never had.
I've never been so humiliated in all my LIFE! [dog sniffs costume's bottom part] Ugh! [Tim laughs, then the guard sees a puppy sniffing Boss Baby’s bottom. Boss Baby is looking at the guard] Arf! [he runs to the doggie door, but more puppies run out and push him back to his starting point. Tim grabs a ball]
Hey!
Boss Baby: AAAAAHHHH!
Fetch! [The puppies run after the ball]
Ah! What am I doing? [he runs back to the doggie door but the guard grabs him] Whoa!
Oh no! [The guard wears an angry expression while holding Boss Baby, but he licks him in the check. The Boss Baby and the guard splutter in disgust. Boss Baby runs through the doggie door as the guard runs towards a fountain and gurgles]
Yes!
Well, that didn't end well. [Tim and Boss Baby look at "Top Secret: New Puppy" file, opened up, and he sees the text "GOTCHA!!!" written by Puppy Co Pete]
WHAT?! [Puppy Co Pete chuckles ominously and pulls the lever, then Tim and Boss Baby scream in fall and trapped in a chair]
Huh?
What the...?
Thanks for dropping in, kids.
Francis Francis?
I see you've met my big brother, Eugene. A man of few words. [Eugene takes off his Puppy Co. Pete head and makes a growling gibberish noise] None, in fact.
Can you put your head back on, please?
What is all this?
Surprise!
A Baby Corp binky? Where did you get that?!?!
Oh, you don't recognize me? Perhaps from my youth!
Super Colossal Big Fat Boss Baby?
Whoa. He is him? And him is you? Except older and wrinklier. [reacting to Francis Francis sucks on the pacifier] That's not right.
No, you were my hero! How did you end up... here?
You know what I do to little kids who ask lots of questions about me? Eugene!
I read them my story. [as Eugene sets down cookies] And... I baked cookies! Eugene, my chair.
Now, it all started at Baby Corp, a long, long time ago, I was a hotshot executive headed straight to the top. Everyone loved me. They gave me a promotion, the corner office, my very own...
Personal potty?
Shing! I had it all. [sadly] But then, one day, I made a terrible discovery. I was getting... old. The formula wasn't working anymore. It turns out I was lactose intolerant.
No!
Yes! I got called in to see the board of directors.
Who are the boring directors?
The biggest baby bosses of them all. I thought they loved me. But they replaced me with someone new, someone younger.
That's horrible.
All of a sudden, she got all the love, all the attention. You know how that feels, don't you, Tim? It hurts, doesn't it? [hands a cookie to Tim]
Yeah, it does. [eats the cookies] And then what happened?
Well... [angrily snaps with a red hue glowing on his face] THEY FIRED ME!!! AND TOOK AWAY MY SPECIAL FORMULA! THEN THEY SENT ME DOWN TO LIVE WITH A… F... F... F... [stammering] family!
Oh, Francis, no!
BABY CORP BETRAYED ME!!! AND I'M FINALLY GOING TO GET REVENGE! WITH! [Boss Baby and Tim scream, then Francis Francis flips the page to reveal a small white puppy with black ears and big green eyes; gleefully] The Forever Puppy.
Huh?
That's it?
No, no. Imagine a puppy that never grows up. A puppy that stays a puppy forever. Once I launch my Forever Puppies to every corner of the world, they'll be so adorable...
How cute!
...no one will ever want a baby ever, ever again! The end... of Baby Corp! [He does a maniacal laugh as he attempts to close the book, but the pages fold out so much that it does not close, so he angrily tosses it into a nearby fireplace]
Oh, please. A puppy that never grows up? That's impossible! [after brief silence] Isn't it?
Oh, it was, until you brought me the key ingredient!
My secret formula.
IT'S MINE! IT'S MINE! It's all mine.
No!
You brought me the very thing I needed to destroy Baby Corp!
No!
Yes! [laughs] You walked right into my trap!
YOU'LL NEVER GET AWAY WITH THIS!
Yeah, not if we-
What? Tell? Who are you gonna tell, Tim? Your parents?
Where are the boys?
I told them to stay in the Puppy Zone.
I'm taking them both with me to Las Vegas. So, stay out of my way. [crushes a cookie] I'd hate for them to get... terminated.
Ha! They'd never leave us alone!
Oh, really? [snaps fingers, prompting Eugene to change from his business attire to that of a Mary Poppins-like nanny] Wait until they meet Puppy Co.'s certified in-house childcare expert.
Ah!
Hoo-hoo-hoo!
Oh no.
Don't be nervous, buddy.
It's only overnight.
We'll be back before you know it.
Besides, you boys are in great hands. [Eugene laughing]
That's right, Eugenia is practically perfect in every way!
No! Please don't go with him. Francis Francis is trying to-
Oh! Believe me, Eugenia won't take her eyes off your children. Not for one second.
That's very reassuring.
Now you see them... [crushes cookies] and now, you don't. [Ted and Janice are ready to the airport with Francis Francis] Too-da-loo!
Hoo-hoo-hoo!
To the airport! [Eugene takes Tim and Boss Baby to the baby's room]
It's over, I'm through. What do we do, Templeton, what do we do?
We have to get to the airport and stop Francis before the plane takes off.
Yes, but how do we get past Scary Poppins down there?
Okay, there must be something we can do... [Boss Baby cries] Hey, it's not that bad? [Boss Baby laughs] Are you okay? What's the matter with you?
Ah! DON'T LOOK AT ME! Oh no, without my formula, I have turned into a normal baby! You know, goo-goo, ga-ga, the whole bit!
Oh no.
Ah!
Bleugh! Gross!
Ew, ew!
Ow!
I'm a ticking baby time bomb! I'm going to turn into a PUKING, POOPING, HELPLESS BABY!
Wait a second. That gives me an idea!
What? What is it?
I've been through a lot of babysitters, and they all fear one thing.
Now ladies, the secret to deep fried butter, is a healthy dab of margarine.
Mm. Yum-yum.
Hey, Mr. Lady Man! [Eugene: Huh!?] The baby, I think he's sick! [Eugene exclaims] You gotta do something. [Tim kicks the vacuum and fake vomit spews all over Eugene.] Oh, the horror! [Tim follows Eugene around shooting green barf at him from the hose beside the baby's face. He loses his grip and the baby goes flying.]
Templeton!
Delicious! [Tim aims the vomit at Eugene's mouth. ]
Gross, it got in your mouth! Ew, it got in my mouth, too! I think I'm gonna be sick!
¡Vamonos al baño! [Eugene dashes to the bathroom. Boss Baby swerves the vacuum to the bathroom and leaps off.] Swirly! [He clogs the toilet lid over Eugene. Eugene gets up with the toilet stuck on his head.]
There's only an hour before the plane takes off.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Let's take the bike!
Uh, the bike? Um... I don't know. Ah!
Let's move!
Okay, but wait right here.
What? Where are you going? Templeton!
Always wear a helmet.
AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!!
Too-da-loo, toilet head!
Ha! You'll never catch us!
Staci! [over speaker] Staci, come in!
Oh, Staci.
Is that you, boss?
Code red! I am being chased by a killer babysitter! Gather the team!
On it, boss.
Hello!
Hello!
Hello!
Code red!
Got it! [?] We got a code red! Repeat. We got a code red!
What are you doing, Templeton? Go, go!
But that's jaywalking!
Here, I'll pay your ticket. Go! [?]
I think we lost him!
Oh no, we didn't! [?]
Flower power! [?]
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow, pow!
Ha-ha, that's my boy!
Poppy! [?] Run, run, run, run, run, run, run. [?]
Uh-oh.
Run, run, run, run, run, run, run, run. [Eugene makes an evil chuckle, Tim and Boss Baby are riding a bicycle with training wheels, going after their parents, who are on their way to the airport, while being chased by Eugene]
Tim, you've gotta go faster!
I can't! I can't do it!
You can! Ha![leaps up onto Tim's shoulder] You've got it in you, Templeton! Now, eyes ahead! I said eyes ahead, son! Buttocks up! Now pedal like you mean it! Either you run the day, or the day runs you. [Tim pedals faster, Eugene almost catches them, but Boss Baby dodges his grasp, and they get further away] Good! [the bicycle's training wheels break off] Uh-oh!
Whoa! My training wheels! I can't ride without training wheels!
Whether you think you can or you think you can't, you're right!
Ah! What are you talking about?
The path to success is not a straight line, Templeton, but rather a wild ride... like a ship at sea! And you're a sea captain, taming a turbulent ocean! [The scene transforms from a suburb to an ocean, with Tim and Boss Baby riding a boat]
I'm a sea captain, taming the ocean! [they evade the incoming "whale"]
Ah!
Good!
Tree! I'm gonna hit it!
Aim for failure, and you'll always succeed.
What?
AIM AWAY FROM FAILURE! [Tim steers away from the tree, the scene transforms back into a suburb backdrop]
I'm doing it, I'm doing it! [They travel through a forest, with Eugene close behind who is smashing past trees]
Once success is a habit, then it's all down...
HILL! [They ride down a hill, at which time, they see the car which their parents are in with Francis Francis]
Look, there they are! Mom, Dad! [as the car passes the train crossing, the train passes by] Train!
Choo-choo! [They continue to approach the train crossing, with Eugene close behind] Templeton, stop! [Tim notices a mold of sand at a construction site next to the tracks, Tim steers towards it] What are you doing? [Tim pedals faster, the scene transforms into a ramp, with them riding a motorcycle, at the end of a ramp there is a ring of fire]
We're gonna make it!
But I don't have a quote for this! [They jump, Boss Baby yells out "Aaahhh!", and they make it, as the scene transform back into the "real" world, Eugene crashes into the mold of sand, ending the pursuit] (to Tim) You did it!
No, we did it!
And all without your training wheels.
Coming through!
Baby on board!
Hang on to your diaper! Duck and cover!
Whoa,
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold it, buddy! I'm gonna need a strip search on two.
Um, there they are! Mom, Dad!
Hey, not so fast! Uh! Oh no. [laughs and coos] Ah! Templeton!
Hey! [Tim: Sorry!] [Boss Baby laughs and eats a coin]
Hey, where'd you go? Oh no. Not again! Not now.
Ugh! What the...? Ah! Ah, ah, ah, ah! No, no, no, no!
Come on!
Ugh. I think I ate $1.75.
Excuse me, coming through! Mom, Dad!
Ah! Hurry now! Move! [Tim: Stop!] We don't wanna miss our flight! [Tim: No!] I warned you!
Wait! No! [Boss Baby: No, no!] Mom, Dad! Stop!
No!
No, no, no! [watching Francis Francis escape on the Puppy Co. plane with his parents] They're gone.
I failed.
I would've gotten to my parents if I didn't have to go back for you!
What? We would've been here in plenty of time if you knew how to ride a bike like a normal kid! We're never going to stop the launch on time.
Who cares? My parents are in danger!
I care! Baby Corp is gonna go out of business!
UGHHHH!! That's all you ever talk about! You don't even know what it's like to be part of a family!
And you don't know what it's like to have a job!
You don't know anything about hugs, or bedtime stories, or special songs!
Oh, please. Stop acting like a baby.
You're a baby!
You take that back.
My life was perfect until you showed up!
Oh, believe me, kid, the feeling is mutual. I wish I'd never met you!
I WISH YOU'D NEVER BEEN BORN!
Where are you going? FINE!!
I can't do this without you, Tim. I need you.
I guess we do make a pretty good team.
No, literally, I... I can't reach the door knobs.
We have gotta get to the convention center!
Should we get a taxi?
Darn! I spent all my per diem! That's more our speed! Right.
Excuse me, ladies! Can we get a ride home? Jimmy has been sick and he needs his expensive medicine.
Aww!
Where do you live, sweetie?
The convention center.
Chicks dig babies.
Bleugh! The people of Long Island do not know how to make an iced tea.
Hey! What are you doing here?
Mom! Dad!
What are they doing here?
What are Tim and the baby doing here?
What are any of us doing here, really?
What is going on in here? [Janice: Hey!]
He's got my parents!
We're really here to get them, get them up, get the Forever Puppy!
We have got to get backstage!
In there!
Mom, Dad! I'm coming!
Atta boy! Go, Tim! Go, go, go!
ARRRRRGGGHH!!!
Ah! [Francis Francis activates the rocket holding the Forever Puppies]
Launch initiated.
I'M LAUNCHING MY FOREVER PUPPIES, AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT! [he throws away the key]
No!
Baby Corp stole all the love from me, and now I'm going to take it back from them. You should understand what I am talkin' about! You got replaced JUST LIKE ME!
No! I'm nothing like you!
Bratty kid!
Let our parents go! His parents. The parents.
Yeah!
YOU COULD'VE HAD YOUR PARENTS' LOVE ALL TO YOURSELF AGAIN?! BUT NO!!! YOU BLEW IT!!! YOU LET THAT BABY BOSS YOU AROUND!!!!!!!
He doesn't work for me.
We're partners. Ha!
Ha! I'm not ticklish.
Hey! Where's the baby?
Everyone has a tickle spot!
My ears! Stop it! [Tim and Boss Baby get past Francis Francis; Francis Francis angrily throws his cane at the boys] LITTLE BRATS! [The cane hits Tim and Boss Baby and they are dangling on a platform over a pool of formula] Ha-ha-ha-ha! Nothing is going to get in the way of my vengeance.
WRONG! You're not supposed to end with "Ha!"
That's right!
What?
Boss Baby You're supposed to end with...
AAARRGGH!
En garde!
Hey, oh! Argh! D'oh!
You are fired!
And here's your severance package!
Wait. No, no, no! Argh-ha!
WHOAAAAAAAAAAAhhhhh!!!!!
Ha, ha-ha!
Take that, you scurvy scally-wag!
Argh!
One minute and counting.
Help!
Anybody!
Tim, what are you doing? NOOOOOO! [laughs]
Mom, Dad, I'm coming!
Tim?
Is that you?
Don't worry, Mom and Dad, I got this!
Are you okay?
Is the baby all right?
Yes, the baby's fine!
Who was that?
Uh, uh, that was me. [clears throat] The baby's fine. It won't budge!
What's happening?
Wait a second. Hey. I know a way to move my parents.
How?
We can use the puppies!
Upsies! I need upsies!
But what if you go baby again?
It will be fine! [goes back into normal baby mode] Fine, fine... [slaps] FINE!! It will be fine.
Hang on to your diaper! Woo-hoo!
We are moving!
Why are we moving?
All right, Mom and Dad, hang on!
T-minus thirty seconds.
Oh no, wait! Hold on!
Go, Tim! Get your parents... out of here.
You have gotta jump! Come on, it is a piece of cake! No, no patty cake, get down! [This saddens Boss Baby, who starts crying.] Don't cry, I am sorry, I am sorry, please don't cry.
Twenty seconds. Fifteen seconds.
Blackbird singing in the dead of night. Take these broken wings and learn to fly. All your life. You were only waiting, for this moment to arise.
Three... [Tim: Gotcha!] two... one... blast off!
Yeah! Hey, are you still in there? Aha!
Ah! What happened? Did we win?
We won!
We won?
We won, we won, we won!
We won! Yes! [snores] Victory nap! Whoo!
You ruined everything!
Whoa!
Ew!
It's not fair! It's not fair! It's not fair!
That's not right.
Ugh! Now you're really going to pay!
Oh yeah?! It's time you pick on someone your own size?!
What?! Eugene! You put me down! You hear me?! I am the boss of you!
This time, we will raise him right. [making a humming tune]
Well, I am sure that is gonna turn out fine.
Tim, what is happening?
Mom, Dad, hold on! Yes!
Tim?
Tim!
Tim! Oh, are you okay?
I am fine, we are fine.
You saved us.
You are our hero.
And a great big brother.
Oh, we love you both so much.
Both of us?
With all our heart.
Let's go home.
So, you did it.
No, we did it.
By the way, congratulations on your promotion, the corner office, the private potty, all that stuff.
But, hey, how about you? You have your parents all to yourself.
So... so what am I gonna tell Mom and Dad after you leave?
Oh, don't worry. Baby Corp has a procedure for situations like this. It will be like... I was never born. I almost forgot! Hoo-hoo!
No way! Lam-Lam! You fixed her!
Yep. She is as good as new. She is a tough one.
Well, I guess we both got what we wanted.
It is a win-win.
