Meet The Robinsons

Then I didn't choose that one

because it was gonna give me pimples,

so I choosed another scary one

because, for all those years

that I went for Halloween,

I wasn't scary at all.

I love baseball.

It's my destiny to play that game.

I don't really care about winning.

Well, like, now I do

'cause, like, we've lost every game.

I've gotten tired of it.

I'm working, like, so hard.

All the balls are getting thrown to me.

I'm trying to catch, like, every one.

All of the people in the outfield

are all looking around and...

Come on!

Let's play some baseball, okay?

Not the lazy game.

They're here.

Lewis?

Lewis?

Goob! Hey, I did it, Goob! I finished it!

They are gonna love this!

Nothing says "adopt me"

like a weird invention.

Lewis!

- Lewis, the Harringtons are here!

- Way ahead of you, Mildred.

Wait! Wait! Wait, wait, wait.

Remember, sit up straight.

Look them in the eye.

Smile. Let's fix your...

Mildred.

All right, all right, all right, all right.

Go show them how special you are.

Oh, I hope this is it.

I hope he gets adopted.

You and me both, chief.

I mean, there's so many things

in the world that can be improved.

Just think of it.

Moving sidewalks, flying cars.

The possibilities are endless.

Flying cars? Yeah, that's a good one.

All it takes is some imagination

and a little science,

and we can make the world

a better place.

Well, these are all interesting ideas.

So, what's your favourite sport?

- Well, does inventing count as a sport?

- Actually...

'Cause I think I hit a home run

with this one!

- What is that?

- First, a question.

What's the number one problem

that you face

when you make

a peanut butter and jelly sandwich?

- Lewis, I don't think we...

- Portion control.

Too much peanut butter sticks

to the roof of your mouth,

takes forever to chew.

Too much jelly squishes out the sides

and makes your hands all sticky.

Well, I propose

that the perfect P.B. and J.

is within mankind's grasp,

and I've built this machine to achieve it.

For this demonstration,

I'll use regular bread.

Honey, it's okay.

As you can see, toasting is an option.

We don't usually eat peanut butter.

Lewis, this is really not necessary.

It's jammed!

Lewis, please, don't!

What's happening?

Mr Harrington has a peanut allergy!

I'm sorry!

Here let me help you get that off!

Stand back!

- Is he gonna be okay?

- Breathe. Breathe.

I'm so sorry! I didn't know!

It was really nice to meet you.

We're gonna need some time

to think about it.

Hi, folks. Everything all...

What happened?

Miss Duffy,

that boy is definitely not right for us.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

I'm so sorry about this.

If you would just...

- I made some lunch.

- Not hungry.

Poor Mr Harrington.

- I killed him?

- No. No! No, you didn't kill him.

I called. He's perfectly fine.

I was just gonna say that it's...

It's too bad

he didn't get to try a sandwich

from that wonderful invention of yours.

- Yeah, real wonderful.

- It's not you.

We just haven't found

the right couple yet.

One hundred twenty-four.

What?

That's how many adoption interviews

I've had, 124.

Oh, Lewis, come on, now.

You're exaggerating just to make your

point.

Plus, I'm gonna be 13 next year,

and you know how hard it is

for a teenager to get adopted.

I have no future. No one wants me.

That's not true, Lewis!

My own mother didn't even want me.

Now, stop it. You do not know that.

Then why'd she give me up?

She may not have been able

to take care of you.

Did you ever think of that?

I am sure that she was only thinking

about what was best for you.

I never thought of it that way.

Maybe she wanted to keep you,

but she had no choice.

You're right.

My real mom is the only person

who's ever wanted me.

Wait. I said "maybe. "

And if she wanted me then,

she'll want me now.

What are you talking about?

I have to find her, Mildred,

and when I do, she'll take me back,

and we'll be a family again!

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Lewis, you can't do that.

No one knows anything about her.

No one even saw her.

Wrong. I saw her

once.

She's in here. I just have to remember.

That's it!

Hello

I got something to tell you

But it's crazy

I got something to show you

So give me just one more chance

One more glance

And I will make of you

Another believer

Guess what?

You got more than you bargained

Ain't it crazy?

You got more than you paid for

So give me just one more chance

One more glance

One more hand to hold

You've been on my mind

Though it may seem I'm fooling

Wasted so much time

Though it may seem I'm fooling

What are we gonna do?

What are we gonna do?

What are we gonna do about it?

You've been on my mind

One more chance

Wasted so much time

One more chance

So tired.

We'll see you at 2:00 this afternoon.

He'll be so excited you're coming.

Bye-bye, now.

Yes! Hey, Goob... I mean, Michael.

- Good luck at the big game today.

- Easy win.

Those guys are a bunch of bums.

I just hope I can stay awake.

Don't tell me. Let me guess.

He was up all night

working on his stupid project,

but that's what happens

when you get a science geek

for a roommate.

Ah, that's good joe.

All right, Einstein,

you owe Michael big time.

Well, unlocking the secrets of the brain

took a lot longer than I expected,

but it's finished, Mildred.

I recalibrated the headset.

Now the neural circuits will connect.

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