Twigson Ties the Knot

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Again!

Oh, here we go!

Junior!

It's time to go!

- Where are you moving to anyway?

- Out to the country!

Bye!

- Here we come!

- Did we remember everything?

They gave me this bust for free. It

just might do the trick. Right, Phillip?

- Bye-bye!

- He drives like an idiot!

Come back inside for a little while.

Wait for me! I'm not finished!

I saw a princess.

- There is our dream castle.

- Wow, it's beautiful.

Yes, it is nice.

- It's even nicer than I remember.

- Yeah, much nicer.

This is our new home.

Do you like it, Junior?

It's really, really old.

Just needs some paint.

Oops, it's okay.

Easy enough to put back in place...

- There are no houses around here.

- Nope, not a house within a mile.

- Look, an ant!

- Yes, that's how it is in the country.

- Are they dangerous?

- No, not too people.

- Your very own room, huh?

- Will you read this to me?

Now? No.

You can start unpacking your boxes.

- The carpenter is here!

- Be right there!

Hello! Junior.

I've been a carpenter for over fifty

years. This house is completely rotted.

No, it'll be just fine.

I'm just going to.

- Like that!

- Hey, keep the door open!

Over there, please. In the corner.

Or hang on.

Could you put it over there instead?

- Here?

-No, wait.

Bring it back over here.

- Please make up your mind, Ma'am.

- Okay, just put it down.

Junior!

- Hey. Sweetie?

- It's okay.

Drip Board, window frames, floor.

It's a real money pit.

Thanks. No receipt necessary.

Where are all the other kids?

I think the carpenter

left his hammer over there.

Go find some nails and

see if you can build something!

Never give up, Junior.

I'll hold it for you.

Hey, hey, easy now.

Good. Well done!

Let me get it for you.

- There we goo. And that one?

- Yes.

- What are you making?

- A castle.

A real castle? The sky is our limit.

Like that?

I think you can manage by yourself now.

All done.

- What are you doing?

- I'm cutting some twigs.

- So you are "twigsing"?

- Yes... Twigsing!

Step aside, here comes a big one.

Will you be home more

now that you don't have a real job?

- I have a real job, just a different job.

- Selling underpants?

That's right. One must never give up,

you know. Just keep going and going.

- Okay, Daddy.

- Watch out!

- Daddy, look!.

- Yeah, put it inside by the fireplace.

This is your house.

What's your name?

"My name is... My name is..."

My name is...

My name is Twigson!

What's yours?

- I'm Junior.

- Twigson and Junior.

- Good day.

- Daddy, look. He's shaking my hand.

- Wait! What's on the path over there?

- It's the dragoon.

Bring it on, Mr. dragon.

We're not afraid of you!

- I thought dragons were dangerous?

-No, not too us!

I'll stab you with my sword!

Are you scared, Junior?

-No, I am not!

- Me neither, actually!

- We're going to save the Princess.

- She's captured in the dragon's cave.

Here come Twigson and Junior,

the brave knights!

And at my last strike, my sword got stuck

in his teeth. I made him run for his life!

It's the carpenter.

Hey, he's going to...

he's going to crush my house!

Junior. Wanna know something?

I'm in the middle of an ant hill! Help!

Get'em off of me!

- They were trying to eat me!

- No, they just bite a little.

Oh no. That little one who's running

away, he took a nibble of my hand!

Those ants are wood eaters!

You don't want those in your home!

- Don't go anywhere.

- Nope, I'll stay right here.

Junior!

Help me! Junior!

I am innocent! I am innocent!

I've never done anything wrong! Help!

- Open a window!

- I have already opened all the windows!

- I don't believe this.

- Twigson! I'm coming!

You can't be in here right now.

Go on. Goo outside!

- You were trying to burn Twigson!

- Broken chimney? Great.

- Everybody out!

- It's like this with old houses.

- Is that Twigson?

- He talks too. Isn't that right, Twigson?

That's nice.

Are you okay?

We all need too help out around here.

Take that stool up to your room, okay?

- You too, Phillip.

- Sure.

- It's okay.

- I think it's your bedtime.

- Now?

- Yes.

Going to bed at six?

Not even shrubbery goes to bed at six.

- Why didn't you say something?

- Well, he's your father.

Besides, I was still in shock.

I'd just been burned.

It was terrible. The flames. And I'm like:

"Hello, isn't anybody going to save me?"

But then I showed up!

Riding on my horse!

And just as the flames

were about too eat me.

I saved you!

- I am a little tired after all.

- You better sleep with me.

- Good night, Junior

- Good night, Twigson.

Help, help!

Help!

- Of course I'll sell the lingerie.

- Things did get a little more expensive.

- Look at this one.

- It goes really well with these two.

My complements on your bust, Ma'am.

Oh, hello. You're up early.

Twigson dreamt that

the ants were chewing on him.

- Oh, really?

- Are you leaving already?

Yeah. Daddy's going out

too sell some underpants.

Go upstairs and wake Phillip up, will you?

We need to get going. Okay.

Sure.

Phillip. Phillip!

- Nothing can wake him up.

- But we never give up.

Daddy said so.

And said is said.

- What the...? You bloody...

- Daddy said to do it.

- Mom!

- Phillip? You're going too school, right?

- Are you throwing them out?

- Yes, it's the wrong color.

- Look. Noobody wants to wear that.

- Twigson wants them.

Okay, here you are. Come here!

It just needs a little paint.

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