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The same as yours.

Hear that? We're partners.

Come on, Mr. Punch. You'll sit

down with me and have some soup.

Okay, Judy.

Jesus! L feel like sh*t!

Wet to the bleeding skin.

God!

Hi. Please excuse us.

My name is Ralph. Ralph Morris.

These girls, they were just

hitchhiking and so I picked them up.

Picked us up?

- Trying to catch some talent, Ralph?

- They're just kidding.

I just thought because

it was raining, you know.

You thought you'd try a threesome?

No! Lt was just because it was raining

and the way you guys are dressed...

I just thought...

What's the matter

with the way we're dressed?

- Come and sit over here, Ralph.

- Thank you.

My name is

Gabriel, and my wife, Hilary.

- David, Rosemary, and Judy.

- And Punch.

Oh, jeez! L haven't seen

a Punch doll since I was a kid.

You like toys?

You like to play around, Ralphie?

Oh, yes! L mean, no.

I liked dolls when I was a kid.

But, of course, I'm not little anymore.

Prove it.

This is Isabel and I'm Enid.

You're all welcome to stay the night

until the storm settles down.

Why don't you show our guests

to their rooms, Gabriel?

All right.

Let's get you people settled in.

Here, let me give you a hand.

There you go.

Hey, mister.

- Ralph.

- Ralph, are you scared?

Of course not.

What's there to be afraid of?

- This house.

- Don't be silly.

Only one bed?

Where's the kid supposed to sleep?

She has a room of her own.

That's a wonderful idea.

Yes. L thought you would like it.

What do you think about Ralph?

What do you mean? Do I fancy him?

No, stupid.

I mean,

is he gonna fall for it or not?

I don't know.

L think we ought to forget it.

Look.

I mean, how can we nick his wallet

if we're surrounded by people...

and he's in another room?

Don't worry.

I'll get to

that fellow. And his car keys.

Sir?

Sir, please wait.

Is that where the elves live?

- Who?

- The elves.

No, Judy,

that's just a storage room.

Then where are the fairies?

Maybe there are a few

hiding in my workshop.

Shall we see?

Gabriel, this is great!

You still like toys, do you?

Yes, but it's too bad

we have to outgrow them, right?

- No one says you have to.

- My daddy says you do.

Daddies can be wrong sometimes,

darling. They're only human.

My father

taught me everything I know.

That's funny.

I was just thinking about my dad.

He used to tell us stories about

how toys woke up after we were asleep.

And they'd start to wander

all over the house.

I stayed up night after night to see if

I could catch my toys playing on their own.

Never made it.

But I figured if they're having

such a good time, with or without me...

they might as well eat.

So I started leaving

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