Uh! Wah!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Ta-da!
- Ah! - Ugh.
Whoa! Ah!
- Aww.
And now to pop in this very last piece.
Yeah!
Gather round, ye knights of the kiddie table.
Prepare to mount your royal climbing castle playset.
Have fun.
Safety first and all that.
Whoa.
You're not trying to climb
on this climbing castle, are you?
Uh, yeah.
That's what it's for. - Uh-huh.
Once again, you foolish babies rush in
where Angelicas fear to tread.
Uncle Stu said it's not safe for any of you
until I test it out.
That's not true, Angelica. He just said safety first.
Exactly. That means first me and Cyrus and Cynthia
gotta do a safety check.
Then you play.
Oh, don't worry. We'll be playing in no time.
Right, Angelica?
Sure. Just as soon as I'm done.
Which will be never.
Uh-oh. Bad news.
We got what we safety expectors like to call
a super sticky slide situation.
Uh, isn't sticky a good thing?
Always, Philip. Let's play!
Wish you could. But our safety team
found more problems.
Um, like what? More sticky stuffs?
Worse. This here, a wiggly wall.
That sounds serious.
Oh, it is.
Now we gotta do the super long safety check.
Hope you brought snacks.
Hi, Angelica!
Hey, Stu. You remember Kira.
She's here for a piano lesson.
- Nice to see you again, Stu. - Mm-hmm.
Didi said it would be all right if Kimi
played here with the kids.
Angelica and I are very good friends from preschool.
May I go now, Mama? - Hai. Have fun.
- I guess it's Bach
to the house to begin.
Composer pun.
I'll put that one at the top of my Liszt.
Get it? Liszt?
- Oh, I got it.
Nice talking to you.
Kimi, what an unrespected surprise.
- Hi, Kimi. - Hello again.
- Hi. - Hi, everyone.
Oh, a climbing castle playset?
They're so fun.
Wait. We can't climb yet.
But Angelica's playing on it.
Oh, she's just testing it to make sure it's safe for us.
Angelica.
The climbing castle looks just fine.
Are you fibbing again?
Fib, me?
When have I ever fibbed?
Remember what Mr. Garth says?
No matter how easy a fib may be,
the truth will always set you free.
But that's at school.
A little fib on my own time can't hurt.
If Angelica's going to fib to us,
then we don't have to believe anything she says ever again.
Wait.
I've wasted all this time being afraid
of unicorns for no reason?
And baby birds,
and stripes, and cupcakes?
Not anymore.
Oh, we won't get fooled again.
Never.
Let's not get carried away.
If it makes you babies feel better,
from now on, I'll only tell the truth.
Happy now?
It's a start. Go on.
The truth is, I wanted the playset to myself.
So I might have made up that safety stuff.
So go ahead and play.
But wait. I think I saw something
moving in the grass.
Is that another fib, Angelica?
No! It's the truth.
Then you better tell a grown up.
Excuse me, Tommy's mommy! - Ah!
Angelica needs to tell you something.
But--oh, hi, Kimi.
Thanks.
What is it, sweetie? - Uh--
Nothing important, Aunt Didi.
I thought I saw something swishing around
in the grass over there.
Swishing?
Are you saying you saw a snake?
Like Phil and Lil's toy?
You mean drooly snake?
Yeah. Could be.
It was moving kind of fast.
Well, that is so interesting.
Isn't nature wonderful?
Hey, kids, how about we all go inside for a nice snack?
Spike, you too!
Oh, there. Isn't this cozy?
Stay right here.
I'll go see if Tommy's daddy wants
to help us with our snake-- oh--snack.
Stu, kitchen!
We just had Reptar Puffs.
I want to play on the castle.
Me too.
I didn't even get to smell it.
I caught a little whiff.
No, wait.
That was Philip.
Ha, I smell like castle.
Angelica, can you open this door please
so we can go back outside?
My pleasure.
I don't think we're supposed to.
Hmm. You know what, Tommy?
Kimi's right.
I can open the door, but will I?
Nope. Not supposed to.
But you always do stuff like that.
That was the old Angelica.
Fibber. Rule breaker.
Door opener.
Say hello to the new Angelica.
I'm staying where I'm supposed to be.
I'm so proud of your good choices.
Like Mr. Garth says, no matter how easy a fib may be,
the truth will always set you free.
But the truth isn't setting us free.
It's keeping us trapped in the house.
Anyone else feeling kinda hot?
- We wanna play. - Uh! Let us out!
Ah, you're all getting worked up for nothing.
The grown-ups are going to forget this whole thing
in two seconds.
Operation Reptile Relocation is commenced.
Ooh! That's what it looked like?
That's no regular garden snake.
It's more like a python, or an anaconda.
The door is open a crack.
You don't think anything could have gotten through?
Just how big are anacondas?
Oh, wow. Here's what it is.
The Friends, Neighbors, Countrymen App
says a red-tailed boa escaped from someone's house yesterday.
- Oh, no! - Oh, yes.
Check this out. 10 feet.
Help me move them to higher ground.
- Field inspector
to base camp commander.
Serpentine subject not spotted. Over.
Have you searched underneath the she shed?
Snakes like cool, dark places.
Over. - Copy that. I'm on it.
Over and out.
Hey, Betty, how quick can you be here?
We got a giant snake--
Um, when are we gonna get to play outside?
Your mommy and daddy have to make sure the yard is safe,
just like Angelica pretended she was doing
on the climbing castle playset.
For once you make sense, Kimi.
We just have to show Aunt Didi
the yard's safe for us to play in.
Safety Guard Cyrus, you're going on a mission.
Hmm.
Whoa!
I came as soon as I could get away from the shop
and rent a hazmat suit.
Only one?
Stuart, you wound me.
Oh, yeah!
Tommy, we need more ties.
That's all my daddy gots.
Come on, Cyrus.
A safety guard never quits.
No!
Well, we're stuck in this room forever.
All thanks to the truth.
It's OK. Telling the truth is always the right thing.
Really, Kimi?
Is it right that all these young people
can never see the sun again?
Never?
Sadly, you're indoor babies now.
We'll never climb on another playset.
Or feel a wet earthworm scoot across our bellies
after it rains.
Or taste the sandy goodness of a beach icy pop.
Don't you see?
I fib not for myself,
but to protect them.
So by doing the wrong thing,
you were trying to do
the right thing?
You finally understand.
Babies can't handle the truth.
Guys, I get it now.
Angelica tolded us a fib because she cares about us.
Yeah. She knows what's best for us.
I've never felt so loved.
Me either.
You can fix this, Angelica.
Tell a fib.
Well, I'm not sure I remember how.
But I'll try my best
for you babies.
Aunt Didi, I just saw the snake!
It went slithering under the fence and out of the yard.
Thank you, sweetie!
Stu, Betty, did you hear?
Whee! I wanna do that again!
- And again! - And forever again!
Ah. I still smell like castle.
Or the castle smells like you.
We'll never know which came first.
Go ahead, Kimi. I can wait.
I've got all the time in the world.
Angelica, sweetie, pack up your toys.
Your daddy will be here in five minutes.
No!
Hey, if I would have just told the truth in the first place,
I could have played this whole time.
Good learning, Angelica.
- Ah. Chopin himself
couldn't have played "Hot Cross Buns" any better.
- Huh?
Oh, That's a strange sound.
Let me see what's going on.
What is that?
Huh. It looks like a--
A snake! Ahh!
Hi, Grandpa.
We brought lots of old stuff for your fundraiser.
And also Begley.
- Hello, Begley.
- Need a hand? - Thank you.
I do indeed.
I was not properly warmed up for heavy lifting.
Thanks to my lovely daughters-in-law,
I'm gonna look like a hero at the Senior Center Fundraiser.
Oh, I'm glad, Pop.
And it's always good to clear out things we don't use.
Ooh, nice bag!
Thank you. It's--
Lou, isn't this the sweater
Drew gave you for your birthday?
Is it?
How'd that get in there?
I'll go put it back in my closet.
Look at that cute little lock.
Oh, that's ancient.
I used it when Angelica was a baby.
Perfect size for my laptop and even a few diapers.
I couldn't find the key, but I'm sure some clever person
can get inside.
Who knows what treasures they'll find?
Did you hear that?
Whoever opens this bag will find treasure.
Let's go!
- I'm in. - Just sitting here in a hat.
Okey dokey.
Guys, if that was Angelica's diapie bag,
then that means Angelica was once a baby.
- Whoa. Gimme a minute. - Angelica?
A baby like us?
What a joke.
What's next?
Everyone in the world was once a baby?
So can we splore inside the bag?
Have at it. Means nothing to me.
I must say, it is brave of you
to let Tommy loose in your old diaper bag.
Who knows what they could find?
They might never do your bidding again if they knew
you were once one of them.
They're never gonna get in the bag anyway.
It's locked tight.
- This will fix that right up.
A wheel! Dig, Lil!
We just found proof they had cars.
Save your digging arm, Phil.
We seen old cars afore.
I'm after the secret treasure
that belonged to the ancient baby.
What is it?
Allow me, Tommy.
The treasure of the very first ancient baby
is humored to tell the story of how the ancient baby lived--
what foods they ate,
what made them cry, what made them laugh,
and everything else we don't yet know.
The greatest artsyfact of our lifetimes.
Cave aminals.
I've seen them in other places.
They won't hurt us.
Chuckie, what's this rock thing doing here?
That's not just a rock.
It's a map stone.
You push on it and it tells you which way to go.
And Cynthia's fifth edition blue ribbon filly wins again!
Aren't they determined?
I was like them at that age.
I once searched the attic to find my birthday gift--
Juniper, Cynthia's younger sister.
Basically a starter doll to prepare you
for the glory that is Cynthia. - I know who Juniper is.
Focus, Begley. They're in the bag!
I thought you didn't care.
I don't! It's just, there might be something in there,
maybe, that I forgot I had.
That's all.
Your old Juniper? I wish I'd kept mine.
Did you have generation one or two?
Gen one had-- - I don't remember.
But if we find her, she's yours.
Come on!
Back when I searched the Cribstone Caves,
another treasure hunter gotted there afore me.
They used plants and blocks to hide stuffs.
Maybe that happened here.
Leave it to the processionals.
A pasta-fier.
The babies of the golden times would use these before bed
to bring good dreams.
Looks like whoever this belonged to
only had two teeth.
Sharp ones. - Ah.
But is it the first ancient baby's?
We gots to keep looking.
Melty fruit leather.
Best kind.
You can still see a sticky handprint right there.
And is that preserved milk from the distant past?
- Yum. - Yuck.
It's a matter of taste, Lillian.
Could this bottle be the secret treasure?
- Don't think so, Chuckie.
It's been my life's work to find it,
and I'll never give up.
I shoulda known Tommy wouldn't stop
until he uncovered the ancient baby cymbalization.
We have got to find Juniper before the babies do.
There is no way they have museum quality gloves
to handle her properly.
He just couldn't leave the past in the bag.
The fingerprints alone--
Huh? - What?
both: You first!
The truth is, I loved my Juniper.
She's the only doll I ever unboxed.
Oh, those early days.
But one day, I stopped playing with her.
And I carelessly cast her aside.
Why? Why?
Because Juniper's for babies, and we're not babies.
We're-- This way!
Another cave animal?
Sounds like the treasure hunter I tolded you about.
Light at the other end.
Always the way.
Oh, an ancient pacifier.
And it looks like it's been used quite a bit,
like they couldn't stop.
It looks brand new to me, whosever it is.
We're wasting precious time.
Teething ring ruins.
If you step on the wrong one,
something bad happens.
How do we know which is the right one
and which is the wrong one?
Oh, it's easy to know,
after you step on the wrong one.
Guys, I figureded it out.
Only step on the ones with the writing.
Ah! Ahh!
No!
They found this, too?
Is there no privacy left in this world?
Is that the smell of soft nylon doll hair?
That's been left out in the rain?
Juniper! I've missed you!
The chipper smile. The classic boardshorts.
She's everything I remember.
Maybe even more.
Who cares? We have to catch up to Tommy.
No. You can't deprive me
of my reunion with my babyhood
just because you deny your own.
If Tommy thinks
he can dig up my secrets,
he can think again.
Baby stuff is gone and forgotten.
Right, Begley?
Begley?
Go. Go on without me.
I'll never leave you behind again.
You hear me, Miss Juniper?
Leave her. I need you to drop that doll
and help me because-- because--never mind.
Are you coming?
Bats! Bats!
I'm being consumed!
The Circle of Shapes.
Something tells me the treasure is right inside.
The secret treasure.
Mm-hmm. It's ancient, all right.
It even smells old.
Tastes old, too.
Tommy, do you realize this is unreliable proof
that the very first ancient baby existed?
Yes. From this, we can re-imagine the entire baby.
Everything about them is in this one important b--
I'll take that!
Ah! Oh!
Uh!
Give it back, Angelica.
I founded it first.
It's only fair.
Begley, catch!
I can't. I've got to put Juniper back.
She won't make it in my world
of mint condition Cynthia collections.
This moldy, forgotten chamber is her true home.
Goodbye, long lost friend.
A blankie.
Angelica really was a baby like us.
We know the truth now.
This is big.
Life seems different.
I knew it all along.
Fine. I, too, Angelica Pickles, was a baby.
Tell anyone and you'll be sorry.
You can keep the blankie, Tommy.
I mean, since you're the youngest.
I don't mind seeing it around once in a while.
Begley!
And did I smell ham gravy baby food on that thing?
Oh, what's this old blanket?
You know, Didi, we don't have to donate everything.
I'll go put this back in Lou's closet.
He'll thank me one day.
This is still in good shape.
Wanna hang on to it?
Just in case?
Oh, Charlotte.
Klasky Csupo.