Cheaper by the Dozen Page #5

We're taking all your toys.

Okay.

Well, whoever said expressing

emotion is a good thing, I'd like to see.

Hey, this is our street.

Are you sure we're gonna

fit in here, Dad?

You'll have friends here

in no time, guys.

Here we are.

We are here. Everybody out.

I want everybody out.

Hey, slow down there, Gunner!

- Wait up!

- Hey, Kyle, check this place out!

Cool!

There it is- a 1920s classic.

What, did the Munsters

give you a good price?

All right, the twins share, but

everybody else gets their own room.

- Now, go kill each other for the best one!

- That's great.

Hey, Charlie.

You're gonna need a car to visit Beth.

The Olds is yours now.

You trying to bribe me?

Is it working?

Little bit.

Come on.

Welcome home, Kate.

- It's gonna be great, Tom.

- Mmm.

Jessica, come here.!

Check this out.!

- This room is huge.!

- Can I see this one?

Whoa-ho!

Back it up, FedEx.

If anyone gets the room

across from me, it's Charlie.

- And are you Charlie? No.

- Dude, I call this room.

- Nobody else gets it, okay?

- Look at the view from here.!

- It's spectacular.!

- Can I share with you?

Oh, God.

They're fast-food people.

Hello?

People are here!

- Hi.

- Hi. I'm Tina Shenk.

This is my husband Bill

and our son Dylan.

- How do you do?

- We, uh, live across the street.

- Thank you. This is lovely. I'm Kate. This is Tom.

- Hi.

- We're the Bakers.

- Oh!

- Gunner! Gunner!

- I am so sorry.

- Sorry.

- Are you hiding a cheeseburger anywhere on your person?

I- I don't eat meat.

- Jake?

- Dude! Two words: manners.

- What's up? Wanna help me unpack?

- Sure.

- Put your sweater on, sweetie.

- He's inside, dear.

Don't start, okay?

So, uh, is Jake

your only child?

No. We have 12.

I couldn't

keep her off me.

- Heads up!

- Oh!

- Little less wrist, Mike.

- Got it.

- Game on.!

- Uh, they're playing hockey in the house?

Well, if the game gets bigger than

three-on-three, then they have to take it outside.

Uh, Dylan doesn't really

care for rough play.

Uh, you're gonna wanna

stop now, dude.

Oh, my God!

- Hang on, buddy!

- A little help here!

- I got him! I got him!

- Save my baby!

Don't worry, Dylan. I swing

from the chandelier all the time.

- Cool!

- All right.

Aah! I got him! I-

Oh! I don't got him!

Oh, my God!

So, Dylan,

know any good restaurants?

I've got you, Dylan.!

Don't worry, honey.!

- Whoa.!

- You can let go, Dylan. I think she's got you.

- Spin him this way so I can-

- Oh, my God.!

- Oh, sweetie, are you all right?

- I'm fine, Mom.

- Oh, dear.

- You know, for the entire minute and a half we lived here...

I really hated

that chandelier.

Here we go.

Okay. We, uh- We better go.

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