Night at the Museum Page #5

knows no boundaries.

-Don't you do it, son.

-Do what?

-Octavius.

-Don't do what?

-Unleash hell!

-Don't--

Climb aboard, boy.

Take the hand, son.

Onboard.

That's right. You better run, boy.

You hear Jedediah?

That mustachioed horseman ain't always

gonna be there to protect you, you hear me?

-Thank you.

-Not at all.

Theodore Roosevelt,

...of these United States of America

at your service.

Okay. I'm Larry Daley,

the new night guard.

Pleasure to me you, Lawrence Daley.

You'll have to excuse me, though.

The hunt is afoot.

Hunt's afoot.

Excuse me, Mr. President.

Could I ask you something?

-Yes, but just one question.

-All right.

Okay, why? Is it just some, like,

three-wishes kind of deal, or--?

Not at all. Self-reliance

is the key to a vigorous life.

A man must look inward to find

his own answers. How can I be of help?

I don't really know how to put this,

and please don't take it the wrong way...

...but isn't everything in this museum

supposed to be, you know...

-...dead?

-Dead?

-Yeah.

-Follow me.

Yell all you want, pharaoh.

You've been in there 54 years.

You're not getting out tonight.

There's the source of all this commotion.

The Tablet of Ahkmenrah.

Arrived here in 1952

from the Nile expedition.

On that night,

everything in this museum came to life.

And every night since.

So everything in the museum

comes to life every night?

Exactly.

And I'm supposed to do what?

You're the night watchman, Lawrence.

A venerable position in this institution.

-Come on, lad.

-All right. Okay. This is impossible.

Nothing's impossible.

If it can be dreamed, it can be done.

Hence the 20-foot jackal staring at you.

Don't make eye contact.

Your job is to make sure that everyone

stays inside the museum...

...because if the sun rises

and anyone's on the outside...

...we turn to dust.

-You turn to dust?

-Dust.

-Really?

-Really.

Now, it's almost dawn.

I shall help you restore order tonight.

But mark my words, it's the last time

I shall ever do so. Is that clear?

Yeah. I mean-- I mean, I guess. I don't....

Stop babbling, boy! Yes or no?

-Yes.

-Good.

Let's ride.

All right. So the Hall of Reptiles is secure.

What are you looking at?

I'm tracking, dear boy.

Man's got to track.

Welcome to the family, Lawrence.

See you tomorrow night.

Actually, I gotta be honest.

I don't think I'm coming back.

What? You've only just begun.

Yeah, well, this is not exactly what l--

-Lawrence?

-Yeah?

What did you do

before you took this post?

Well, I've done a lot of different things.

I invented this thing called the Snapper.

Did you give up on that as well?

No, I just hit a few roadblocks.

You might have heard of The Clapper?

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