Spy Kids

I said they were better off.

Great story, Mom,

but it needs a new ending.

It needs monsters.

INGRID:
Is that right?

Do you want me to look at your--

I put the medicine on.

OK, munchkin. Good night.

What was the story tonight?

Mmm. Ours.

How many nights, I wonder...

do you send the children

off to bed with nightmares?

Carmen asked for the story.

That life is over now.

We are consultants, not spies.

[Electronic beeping]

INGRID:
So I went

to their school today.

Mm-hmm.

Had that meeting

with the principal.

Hmm?

Carmen's been skipping school

twice a month.

- Why?

- I don't know.

And those school friends

Juni talks about having?

Yeah.

Diego somebody and Renaldo?

No such beasts.

INGRID:
It turns out,

the other kids pick on him.

He has no friends.

It doesn't help that he has

his head in the clouds...

making these weird drawings...

and burying himself

into that demented kids show.

[Beep]

They're keeping secrets

from us, Gregorio...

and I think it's our fault.

They've gotten this from us.

We have good reason

to keep secrets.

If we told them we were spies...

they'd have visions of danger

every time we leave the house.

Speaking of secrets...

what are you working on

over here?

Oh, nothing important.

It's just...

JUNI:
Why do we have

to do this every morning?

We already have P.E. at school.

Uhh.

You gonna hang there all day,

scaredy cat?

Told you not to look down.

I can't help it. I'm slipping.

CARMEN:
It's your butterfingers

that are slipping.

Uhh! Hurry up!

I can--uhh!

- Uhh!

- Whoa! Uhh!

[Moaning]

You just fell a thousand feet.

You're a pancake.

- Am not.

- Are too.

Don't trip getting up, pancake.

[Crash]

Butterfingers.

We'll see about that.

[Fax machine beeps]

[Juni and Carmen arguing]

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