[both laugh]
- Okay, I'll go first.
My super sleepover secret is...
Until I was seven, I had
a crush on Smokey the Bear.
- You know he's
a cartoon, right?
I mean, that's cool
if that's what you're into.
- Come on, he's cuddly,
he cares about
the environment
and how cool does
"Mrs. Dawn the Bear" sound?
Okay, tell me your
deep, dark secret.
- I can't. I don't really
feel comfortable.
- I promise,
whatever you say does not leave
this room.
- Totally.
My lips are sealed.
- Do you mind?
- Not at all. I love secrets.
How about you?
- I'm all ears.
And biceps.
Time to work the glutes.
- This is ridiculous.
- Just ignore them.
[toilet flushes]
- Ooh-hoo!
Ooh, sorry about that.
Nature called.
And let's just say
she had a lot to talk about.
- How am I supposed
to ignore that?
It's not that bad. Here.
Let's paint our nails
and forget
they're here.
- Gotta chalk up for
the three-pounders.
- Dicky!
What are you doing?
- I wanna look good
in my dreams.
And yours.
- [giggles]
Still not that bad.
- Uh-oh!
Nature's calling back.
- It's that bad.
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- [whistling melody]
♪ ♪
- ♪ One, two, three, four! ♪
♪ ♪
- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na-na ♪
♪ Na, na, na, na,
na-na ♪
- ♪ One, two ♪
♪ One, two, three, four! ♪
- Good morning.
Would you and Mae
like some breakfast?
- I would,
but Mae left hours ago.
Right after the boys
used her toothbrush
to clean out their ears.
- Honey, I'm sorry they ruined
another sleepover.
It's not just
the sleepovers, Mom.
I have to get dressed
under the covers,
they have a booger wall,
and the smells, Mom.
The smells.
I can't take it!
- Well, you could
have your own room.
- No! I want my own room!
And I'm not taking--
wait, what?
- Yes, I've been
thinking about it,
and you should
have your own room.
- What's the catch?
- No catch.
- Can I also have a pony?
- No.
- Eh, worth a shot.
I can't believe
I'm getting my own room!
I can't believe I'm getting
my own room! Thank you, thank
you, thank you!
Honey, you're a girl,
you need space
to do girl stuff.
Especially in this house
with all these
boys hanging out everywhere.
- Hey!
- Oh!
What are you doing up there?
- I went up to clean
the vents, but I discovered a
whole new world up here.
Hey, remember that hamster
we lost?
I kinda found it.
- Dad, I'm getting my own room!
- That's great!
Are you gonna put her in the
coat-slash-vacuum room?
- That's a closet.
- Oh, well, the only other room
in the house is my train room.
[gasps]
Monster!
- Tom, you know,
our daughter is a young woman.
Her body is
gonna start changing--
- ♪ La, la, la, la! ♪
- Besides, you're
hardly ever in your train room.
I think you've outgrown them.
- ♪ La, la, la, la, ♪
[grunts]
"It's crazy to have
a trampoline floor," you said.
You must feel
pretty ridiculous right now.
I'm calling the trampoline guy
on Monday.
Have you guys
ever seen my happy dance?
No?
Well, it goes a little
something like this.
♪ Dawn's getting
her own room! ♪
♪ Dun dun dun dun dun duh! ♪
- I don't understand
why she gets her own room.
- Why not me?
- Both excellent questions,
but have you considered,
why not me?
- Face it, boys,
I'm a young woman now.
Pretty soon, my body's
going to go through changes--
all: ♪ La, la, la, la! ♪
- So will yours.
All: ♪ La, la, la, la! ♪
All: Whoa, whoa, whoa!
- What do you
think you're doing?
I'm taking Sprinkles
to my new room.
- No, you're not.
Dad spent five hours
and $300 winning him
at the fair for all of us.
- Get him!
- Oh, please.
You guys could care less
about Sprinkles.
You're just jealous
of my new room.
- Maybe we are,
maybe we're not.
But either way,
you're not taking him!
You ruined him!
- Come on, let's go
to our new home...
Sprinkles' neck.
- Good luck.
You'll never make it without us.
- You'll never
make it without me.
- We don't need a girl in here.
We're mature, manly men.
- Spider.
[all scream]
- I think I'll be fine.
♪ Ra-ta-ta-ta-ta ta! ♪
♪ Ra-ta
ta-ta-ta ta! ♪
- Presenting,
for the first time ever...
My own room!
I call it,
"Aloha-dorable."
I love it!
It's boy-free, chalk-free...
[sniffs]
Ah, and odor-free.
- And check this out,
now that I don't have bunk beds,
I can do this.
We are going to have
so much fun in here.
I'm already planning a sleepover
for the weekend and--
- I'm scared of balloons!
- You're scared of what?
- Balloons.
It was my
super sleepover secret
from the other night.
Phew.
Feels good to get that
off my chest.
- This is so great--
not the weird balloon thing,
but the fact that you
can share it.
This is a total safe zone.
- Welcome to your new room!
- [screaming]
- Get them out.
Get them out!
- Sorry, Mom.
I'd explain,
but it's a girl secret.
- Ooh! Girl secrets!
Me first!
Okay! I have
a crush on a boy named Dad.
- What's happening?
- Isn't it great
that the three of us gal pals
finally have a place to hang?
- The three of us?
- Oh, you're right.
The four of us.
- Say hello
to her royal highness,
Princess Giggles.
- When I was your age,
she spent every night with me.
And if I was ever feeling sad,
I would just
press her tummy and--
[doll giggles]
- I've been saving her for you,
and now that you've got your own
room, she's all yours.
- Really? Thanks, Mom.
- Aww.
Hey gang, I found these
in the hall--
- [screaming]
- I know, I know,
it's a chick room.
I'll just put these
right here and shut the door.
- [shrieking]
- I have a vision
for Dawn's empty space...
And industrial-size
pants press.
Say goodbye to wrinkles
and hello to success.
- Or something real!
Octopus hair stylist!
With a blow dryer
in every arm.
- Think, Dicky.
That's ridiculous.
We don't have eight outlets.
- Solar powered octopus hat.
Problem.
Solution.
- While you guys bicker,
I'm a man of action.
It's meat o'clock, boys,
and I'm buying.
- It's weird, but I like it.
I'll grab some plates.
Who needs plates?
We have hands!
We should've replaced
Dawn with meat years ago!
- Uh-huh!
- First night in my own room.
With my Mommy
right next to me.
- Aloha.
Did you know "aloha"
also means "goodbye"?
- Look at you,
all grown-up and knowing stuff.
You know what else I know?
The boys want you to go
and tuck them in.
- No way!
This is our special
girl time!
It's time to dish.
I'm sure the boys are fine.
- [all groaning]
- I can't believe we ate
the whole thing.
- [sniffs]
My sweat
smells like gravy.
- My stomach kept saying
"Stop,"
but the meat kept saying "Go!"
[all groan]
- Ooh, I just thought
of another secret!
Okay. I used to have
this John Stamos pillowcase
and I would snuggle
with him, like, every night.
I'd be all, "Sweet dreams,
Uncle Jesse."
and then I would--
- Okay, that sounds like
a "night two" kind of secret.
- All right, you're right.
We'll save it
for tomorrow night.
Aw. My little girl
isn't so little anymore.
Sweet dreams.
- Thanks again, Mom.
I love my new room.
- Me too.
- Finally.
No annoying brothers,
no over-sharing mother, just
me and you, Sprinkles' neck.
Alone in my own room.
I didn't think
it would be this quiet.
Or dark.
[wood creaking]
[wind whistling]
- Or shadowy.
Be glad you don't have any eyes,
Sprinkles' neck.
[squeaking]
Or anything to pee out of.
Ooh! Okay, don't freak out.
Princess Giggles!
Maybe your laughter
will help us feel better.
[doll giggling]
[sinister laughter]
[alarm clock ringing]
- [screams]
- Oh, it's morning.
We made it! We made it,
Sprinkles' neck.
- Kids! Breakfast!
Tom, you're a grown man
playing with children's toys,
sitting crisscross
applesauce in the middle
of our kitchen.
It's absurd.
- Well, you wouldn't
think it was absurd
if you watched the complex
ways
in which the trains interact
with their environment
and each other.
It's an art form really.
Observe.
Good morning, Dr. Caboose.
Well, good morrow to you,
colonel Front-Of-The-Train.
Going to fill up at the mill?
Why yes. Care to join me?
All aboard!
[blows whistle]
See?
- Tom, I'm gonna be
very clear about this.
I have never been
less attracted to you.
- Got it. I'll just
pack these up
and donate
them to the trainless.
- Dawn?
- I love my room!
- Yeah, yeah, rub it in.
- Hey, honey, how was your
first night in your new room?
Mom, I'm going to be
totally honest.
The thing is, I--
I should've moved
into my new room years ago!
What's up,
former roommates?
You mean "room-meats."
[all laughing]
I--I don't get it.
- You wouldn't.
It's an inside joke.
As in inside our room
that you no longer sleep in!
- Whoo!
- Boom!
Both: Ha!
- Oh, well, my room's
got jokes, too.
Knock-knock, who's there?
Not you!
What! Hoo!
- Are you okay?
- [yawning]
I'm fine, why?
- Because when you're tired,
you imagine your dog can talk.
By the way, you know what
would be a good smoothie flavor?
Dog butt.
[sneezes]
- I love my room!
- Dawn, what's going on
with you?
- You know my new room
that I love so much?
- Yeah.
- I hate it!
It's dark
and shadowy
and that doll's freakin'
me out, Mae.
[boys chattering, laughing]
- Plus, now my brothers have
all these inside jokes.
What's "room meat," Mae?
[whispering]
What is "room meat?"
- Look, Dawn,
if you're this unhappy,
just move back in with them.
- No way, if I move back in,
it's admitting defeat.
They said I couldn't
make it without them.
Quick. They're looking at us.
Pretend we're having fun.
[girls laugh loudly]
- Oh, my...
- Wow!
- Wow! Dawn seems happy.
- She's supposed to be
miserable without us.
- I mean, we're happy
without her,
but we're not that happy.
Are we?
- Of course we are.
Remember "room meats"?
- Eh.
- It's getting a little old.
- Maybe she doesn't need us.
- Well, we don't need her.
Quick, pretend we're
happier than she is.
[boys laughing loudly]
- Oh, that's so funny!
- Here we are.
Back again.
Creepy tree,
creepy doll.
I can do this.
I'll show those boys who's
strong enough to live alone.
- Good night, honey.
- Mommy! Come on in!
- Are you ready
for night number two?
- Not without some girl chat.
So tell me about this Dad guy
you have a crush on.
- That's really sweet,
but I know you're not
really that interested,
so, good night!
- Wait! You never
finished telling me
about you
and Uncle Jesse pillow.
- You know, I know
what's going on here.
- Oh, I'm so glad.
- You need your space
and you want me out of here.
[smooches]
Good night!
Oh! Aloha!
- [squeaky] I'm scared.
- [pounding]
That's good.
Creepy ceiling noises
are distracting me
from the other creepy things.
And they're getting louder.
And closer.
Come on, Sprinkles' neck!
Run!
- [pounding gets louder]
- [screams, groans]
- [screaming]
- It's me! It's me!
- Dad?
Sorry, you scared me.
What were you doing up there?
- The--
inspecting the vents.
[boys laughing loudly]
- The boys sound like they're
having a ball, huh?
- Yeah. A lot of laughing.
- Wait, I can see
something's bugging you.
- You can?
- A father knows when
his little girl isn't happy.
And I think I know
how to fix it.
- You do?
- Keep it down in there!
Your sister's
trying to sleep!
- Oh, well. At least
you're not in the vent.
It is so loud. It's like being
in the room with them.
And that is the last thing
you want, am I right?
- Yeah, last thing.
- Excellent parenting, Tom.
- It's official. I hate
the sound of laughter.
- Let's just
turn it off already.
- No!
We have to drown out
the sound
of our constant arguing.
- It hasn't been that constant.
- Yes, it has.
- No, it hasn't!
- You guys are fighting
about fighting!
- No, he's fighting
about fighting!
- Are you really
gonna fight with me
about who's fighting
about fighting?
- This is all Dawn's fault.
If she was here,
we'd be fighting with her
and not each other.
- Maybe we could ask her
to move back in.
- No! We're not
admitting defeat.
- [sighs]
- Dawn's gone, Nicky.
We just have to learn to enjoy
fighting with each other.
- You know what
you should learn?
How to clean up
that meat spit!
- Dicky don't do dishes!
- Dicky don't
do English either!
- Dicky don't like your tone!
- Can we please argue
in first person?!
- Dicky don't know what that is!
- They never laughed like that
when I lived with them.
You hear this?!
Of course you don't.
You don't have any ears!
- Hi!
- [screaming]
- What are you
doing up here?
- What are you
doing up here?
- I asked you first.
I'll honor that.
But you have to promise
not to tell Ricky and Dicky--
- Tell me what?
[both scream]
- Dicky! What
are you doing up here?
- I was just, uh...
Looking for Nicky.
Found him!
All right, see you guys
in the morning.
And don't tell Ricky
I was up here.
- Too late.
[all screaming]
- Well, well, well,
look what we have here.
What do
we have here?
- Looks like we have you
crawling in the direction
of our room.
- And you crawling
in the direction
of my room.
All: Huh.
[train whistle blaring]
I'm sleep-deprived,
but does anybody else hear that?
- Sounds like Colonel
Front-of-the-Train!
- That's what dad
was doing up here!
[train chugging]
- It's getting closer!
- Follow me!
- Wait, we're not
all gonna fit!
- Dicky don't wait!
- Ow!
[all groaning]
- Back up!
- Dicky can't move!
- We're doomed!
- No matter what happens,
I want you to know,
I was scared without you.
I miss you!
- You do?
- I miss you, too.
- I wish you never moved out.
- We're a mess without you.
- What about the laughter?
- Faked it.
What about your laughter?
- Faked it.
I love you guys!
All: We love you, too.
[train whistle blaring]
[all screaming]
- Huh.
- That wasn't so bad.
[cracking]
[all screaming]
- Now that was bad.
- Oh, my gosh!
My babies!
- My babies!
Chug to me.
I think you can,
I think you can.
- Tom! Your kids just
fell out of the ceiling.
- Well, your kids
just broke my train.
- Which you said you were
donating to the trainless.
- Well, I--this is not
the time, Anne.
Our kids just
dropped out of the ceiling!
Now what were you kids
doing up there?
And why did you take my trains
up there with you?
- We were admitting
we missed each other.
- And Dawn's moving back in.
- Right?
- Yeah, right?
- Well, I do
miss you guys, but...
I think I should tough it out
in my own room.
- I'll honor that.
- Well, if you
ever need anything,
we're right across the hall.
- Actually
there is one thing.
Finally, I feel
like I'm gonna get
a good night's sleep.
Thanks guys.
- No prob, sis.
- We got your back.
- Nothing to be scared of now.
- Don't tell Mae, but this is
the best sleepover ever.
Good night.
- This room's great.
- Yeah, I don't know what she's
so scared of.
- Just some shadows
and this cute little doll.
[sinister laughter]
[boys whimpering]
- [snoring]
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
[whistling melody]
♪ ♪
- ♪ Yeah! ♪
♪ ♪
- ♪ Yeah! ♪
- [cheerful melody]
- ♪