(ocean waves lapping) (quiet, rhythmic drumbeat) (seagulls squawking) (drumbeat growing louder) (drumbeat stops) (curious music) (birds chirping) (knocking) MAN: Hey, kiddo. -What? -I found something. You got to check this out. (whispers): "Jumanji." (hinges creak) Board game? Who plays board games? (sighs) (exhales) (video game sound effects playing) (curious music continues) (crickets chirping) (low crackling, rumbling) (crackling, rumbling stop) (quiet, rhythmic drumbeat) (drumbeat growing louder) (drumbeat continues) (drumbeat stops) (objects clattering) (hinges creak) (curious music) (deep whooshing) (momentous music) -(game controller clicking) -SPENCER: Parry. Parry. Evade. Blam. Uppercut. Head slam. You're dead. Strike. Strike. Counterstrike. Head slam. Kapow. (phone vibrates) GAME ANNOUNCER: Get ready. Fight. I got it. GAME ANNOUNCER: You lose. (phone vibrates) (exhales) "...Benjamin Franklin, and it was this sense of national exceptionalism..." ...that fuelled the spreading wildfire of Westward Expansion. -Spencer? Honey? -(yells) Mom, what did we say about the knocking? I'm late for work. Are you going straight to your father's right after school? -Yeah, probably. -Oh, don't forget your EpiPen. And please, remember, the world is a terrifying place. Be careful of everything. And I love you more than life itself. Bye. -See you Sunday night. -Okay. (quirky music) (sighs) Later, Mama. - FRIDGE'S MOM: Eat something before you go. - I can't. I got to go meet Spencer. -Spencer Gilpin? -Yeah, Spencer Gilpin. -He's, uh, he's been tutoring me. He's helping me get my grades up. -I love to hear that. -Little Spencer Gilpin. -Yeah. - Your grades gonna be okay? - Yeah, Ma, that's why I'm getting help. I'd just hate for you to get dropped from the team... I'm not gonna get dropped from the team. It's... it's gonna be fine. Okay? (exhales) (grunts softly) (camera clicks) Okay. That's cute, right? Yeah. (sighs) (dog barking in distance) (crows cawing) -Yo. -Hey, Fridge. Why you wearing a raincoat? -What do you mean? -I mean, it's not raining. Oh. Well, it might. I mean, you never know what's gonna happen. (animal squawks) SPENCER: Aah! Oy vey. -What the hell, man? -Do you mind? Can we just speed this up? Freak House makes me... very uncomfortable. Here you go. -You proofread everything? -Yeah, I proofed it. And I gave it, um, a beginning and... an ending -and... and some in the middle. -Look, man, I would've done it myself, you know, if I had the time or whatever, -but... -Yeah, it's no big deal. Hey, man, I was thinking, so... I mean, it's been really fun doing your papers and doing your homework and stuff, but... I don't know what you're doing this weekend, -but I was thinking maybe we could... -This weekend. Yeah, uh... -Hey, Fridge. -(pop music playing over radio) Hey. You need a ride? I'm going with her. You know what? That's actually better for me, scheduling-wise, too, so... See you later, Refrigerator. Sorry. Sorry. What up, girl? Whatever. It's not like I was your best friend for your entire childhood. That's fine. -What'd you say? -(Spencer gasps) (eerie music) Uh... nothing, sir. Oh, that guy is super weird. BETHANY'S MOM: That poor man. So awful what happened to those people. I was talking about the kid. - What are you doing out here? - I was just talking to my friend. You should be more careful where you loiter, you hear me? Yes, Mr. Vreeke. I hear you. This world swallows up kids like you. (eerie music continues) (sombre music) (school bell rings) BETHANY: It's been over two hours since I've posted, and he hasn't commented; he hasn't even liked it. - I don't... You saw it. - LUCINDA (over phone): Yeah, gorge. I seriously don't know what his problem is. Thank you. And it's not like I post all the time, just enough to stay relevant. But it's cute enough for Noah to at least... Hey, there's some rando behind you. -Hi. -Hi. Bethany, did you just make a call during the quiz? - Yeah. But I finished my quiz already. - Oh. Okay. Well, have you noticed that other people haven't? - So? - Oh. I'm sorry. Let me back up. You're aware there are other people in the world, right? (students laugh) Look, um... you know, I'm dealing with something right now, and trust me, I'm no happier about it than you are. I'm-I'm having a crisis, and Lucinda, I mean, she's supporting me as a woman, and it feels like maybe you should, too. -Just hang up the phone. -Okay, I'll wrap it up. -Bethany, hang it up now. -Two minutes and we're done. And... that's detention. All right, keep those arms pumping. Let's go! - Bethany, you're late! - Sorry! I heard she broke up with that football guy. This could be your opening, Fussfeld. -(whistle blows) -All right, we're gonna practise catching and throwing. So partner up and grab a football. Let's move! Hey, Martha. Martha, you can't play catch by yourself. Pair up. Come on. Let's go. No. No, I'm-I'm good. Okay. You have to participate just like everybody else. - Otherwise, why are you even here? - It's a requirement. -Martha... -I think it's pointless. Gym class is not gonna get me into Princeton, and I don't understand the obsession with throwing a ball into a hoop, and, "Oh, touchdown, five points!" Okay. There's a lot wrong with that, but first of all... it's physical activity, which is good for you. With other people-- also good for you. And if you try it, you might even have some fun. Fun. That-That's what we're doing here? Fun? This is school. We are supposed to be learning things that actually matter. -Okay, Martha... -We don't have a lot of time in this life, and I personally don't want to waste it on being, like, uh... a gym teacher. - That-that-that came out wrong. - Yeah, it sure did. That's detention. That was hard-core. Badass. Spencer Gilpin? (knocks) Have a seat, Spencer. Miss Mathers? "And it was this sense of national exceptionalism that fuelled the spreading wildfire of Westward Expansion." Does that sound familiar, Mr. Gilpin? (pats hands together) -It does not. -It's the last sentence of Anthony's paper on Westward Expansion. And, coincidentally, it's the last sentence of your paper on Westward Expansion from last year. That's interesting. - MATHERS: Is it? - I think so. - I mean, what are the odds of that? - Slim. MATHERS: Yeah, you also used the same metaphor, "the spreading wildfire," in your papers on the Boston Tea Party, the Battle of Gettysburg, and the women's suffrage movement. (inhales) It's so hot in this room. MATHERS: Anthony, I know how much you need to pass my class, but this is not how you're gonna do it. -I will not tolerate cheating. -Cheating? I didn't, I didn't, I didn't cheat. It was my fault. I made him do it. BENTLEY: You m-made him... have you... write his paper? Yeah. Mm-hmm. Look... I'm sorry, okay? No, no, it's not okay. What the hell, man? You got me kicked off the team. Yeah, well, you could've gotten me expelled. It's not like you're the only one who's living dangerously here. -Living dangerously? -Yes. This is the most dangerous thing I've ever done in my life. And now look at me. I'm paying the price. -(school bell rings) -BENTLEY: Well... isn't this a fun group. Welcome to detention. -Yes, Spencer? -I just want to say that I'm sorry. -Thank you. -Principal Bentley, all I did was make one... -Bethany, please. You're all here for a reason. You know what it is. But this is what you should be thinking about: who you are... in this moment in time and who you want to be. You get one life. You decide how you're gonna spend it. Fortunately... there is no better place for self-reflection than detention. Get up, everybody. Let's go. We are turning this into a new computer centre. But before we do, it has to be cleaned out. All of these old magazines are bound for the recycling plant. But they have to be properly prepped before they go. It seems all the staples must be removed. Whatever you don't finish today, you finish tomorrow. -Tomorrow's Saturday. -Because I wouldn't play football? -I don't think that's gonna work. -That's fair. -(whispers): Shut up. -So I suggest you get started. Choose your weapons. Hey, what the hell they need with a bowling ball? (exasperated groan) Seriously, no reception? Okay, can today get any worse? Are you gonna help? Or are you too pretty? - I'm too pretty. - (sighs) Hey. I was watching you with Coach Webb today. I mean, I wasn't watching you, I wasn't... not, like, in a weird way. I just... I was in the room. I mean, we're in the same class. Um, but I just, I thought you were saying some really smart things about why P.E. sucks, and, um... about other subjects. Thanks. Yeah. Yo. What's this? -I don't know. -What is it, like, some type of old-school Nintendo or something? I don't think so. I don't recognize it. (curious music) (gong rings over TV) SPENCER: "A game for those who seek to find a way to leave their world behind. (video game music playing) Jumanji. Staples, people. Staples. "Jumanji"? What-what does that mean? I have no idea. I've never heard of it. Hmm. - Uh, which one do I pick? - I don't know. I don't think it matters that much. "Jefferson 'Seaplane' McDonough, pilot and rascal." -(controller clicking) -It's not working. Okay, try another one. "Franklin 'Moose' Finbar." Hmm. He sounds like a badass. SPENCER: And he's a zoology expert, which is awesome. - (beep) - FRIDGE: You pick. - Okay. "Dr. Smolder Bravestone." (beep) - Bethany, you in? - (sighs): Fine. (sighs) I'll be... Shelly Oberon... - the "curvy genius." - (beep) Hey, yo, Staples, come on. It's your turn. - Uh... no. No, thanks. - Wait. Just for a few minutes? -It'll be fun. -She's not big on fun. Okay. Fine. - (sighs) This may be the lamest thing I've ever done. - I highly doubt that. (beep) (animals growling, trumpeting) Welcome to Jumanji! (click) (rhythmic drumbeat) (animals squawking, chittering) (drumbeat grows louder) What's going on? (zapping) I think it's shorting out. (drumbeat continues) (dramatic music builds) MARTHA: Unplug it! (drumbeat stops) (electrical crackling) -(deep whooshing) -FRIDGE: Whoa! What's going on? What's happening to your hand? -What's wrong with you? -I don't know. -(Spencer screams) -Spencer! -Oh, oh, my God! -Oh... - (deep whooshing) - (whimpering) (distorted screaming) What the hell, man? Oh, no. Holy shi...! (whooshing stops) (frantic music) Whoa! (gasps) (grunts) (quiet panting) (birds chirping, animals chittering) (animal bellowing in distance) (animal squawking) (deep voice): Guys? Guys? Why do I sound like this? (panting) Where's my hair? (gasps) What the...? -(bird screeching) -Oh, God! (yelling, screaming) (groaning) (grunting) (inquisitive music) (others gasping, panting) What kind of stupid-ass... -Who are you? -Who are you? (gasping breaths) Who is she? (panting): Who are you guys? Huh? -Okay, what the hell... -Aah! -(screams) -God! Oh, my God! Get off of me! I am totally suing y... What's wrong with my voice? - (muffled): You're crushing me! - Where am I? - You're crushing me! -(gasping, grunting) -Get... (panting) -Oh... oh... -What the hell? What happened to... the rest of me? What is this? What is this on my back? What is this? Oh, my God. Fridge? Yeah, I'm Fridge. Who are you? - I'm Spencer. - What? The hell you are. What is going on? Huh? I think... - we're in the game. - Sorry, excuse me? - What are you talking about? Somehow-- I don't know how-- I think we-we got, like, sucked into the game. And we've become the avatars that we chose. So it's me, Spencer, but yet I look and sound like Dr. Smolder Bravestone. - You're telling me that you're Spencer?! - Yes, yes, yes. That's it. Fridge, I'm Spencer. Which-which means you're... Moose Finbar. It says it right there on your vest. And... - Martha? - Yeah. - You're Ruby Roundhouse. And, Bethany... you're Professor Shelly Oberon. Only Shelly must be short for Sheldon. -What are you talking about? -Oh, my God. Oh, my God, he's right. -And you... -...you're Spencer? You? -Yes. Guys, I'm telling you. I am Spencer. - (bird screeching) - Aah! - Yep, that's Spencer. Whoa. Whoa! So that means I... I'm... -FINBAR: Wait, Bethany... Bethany, don't! -(gasps) No! I'm an overweight, middle-aged man. Aah. I have a tattoo. My mom always said she'd kill me if I ever got a tattoo. - Oh. What is this? - I have one, too. Sometimes. Wait a second. Where's my phone?! (insect buzzing) (grunts) Why am I wearing this outfit in a jungle? Tiny little shorts and a leather halter top. I mean, what is this? I look like a living garden gnome. Where is my phone?! -Who cares?! -We are in different people's bodies! It doesn't seem like the most pressing concern at this moment. -Oh, really? You don't think this would be a good moment to make a phone call or text somebody or change your status to "stuck in a freakin' video game"? All I'm saying is I don't have my Claritin, okay? And I'm allergic to almost everything. Oh, no. You got allergies, Spencer? Huh? I don't have the top 2ft of my body! You guys, this can't actually be happening. Maybe we're all... in a coma. Together? We're all in a coma together?! It's the only explanation. That old game machine must have electrocuted all of us, and now we're... Oh! (gasping, screaming) -(frantic shouting) -(hippopotamus roaring) (trembling breath) Oh, my God! You better get in there and go save her. I'm not getting in there! You get in there! I'm not going anywhere. I got a backpack on. You don't get in water with a backpack. Everybody knows that. (electronic chime echoes) (whiny): Ow! -FINBAR: What the...?! -ROUNDHOUSE: Bethany! -What just...? - Are you okay? - That was so intense. I, like, can't even with this place. -What just happened to you? -I got eaten by a rhino, - and then I fell, like, a thousand feet from the sky. - Yeah, that's what it looked like. That was a hippo. They're omnivorous. They're as fast as a horse over short distances, and they have the bite force of 8,100 newtons. How do I know this?! - You're an expert in zoology. - What? -I'm still an old fat guy, right? -I'm afraid so. -FINBAR: Wait. - Why is everybody okay with this? - (leaves rustling) - I mean, she fell out of the sky. Um, guys? -(roars) -(gasps) Bethany, get up. Bethany, get up! -(hippopotamus bellowing) -(gasping) (roaring) (screaming) -Go! Faster! -Aah! (horn beeping) Ah, Dr. Bravestone! Welcome to Jumanji! Don't just stand there. In you go. -Go, go, go. Go, go. -Yeah. (frantic music) Dr. Bravestone! Famed archaeologist and international explorer. Known across the seven continents for your courageous exploits. - Is there a seat belt? - I can't tell you what an honour it is to finally meet you. And I'm not embarrassed to say you're even more dashing in person. Um... thanks. -Who are you? -Nigel Billingsly at your service, Ruby Roundhouse, killer of men. Welcome to Jumanji. I've been so anxious for your arrival. As you know, Jumanji is in grave danger. We're counting on the four of you to lift the curse. -Curse? -What curse? Excuse me. Have you seen my phone anywhere? Professor Sheldon Oberon! Welcome to Jumanji. Nigel Billingsly at your service. I've been so anxious for your arrival. - (whispers): What's with this guy? - I think he's an NPC. - A what? English, please. - A non-player character. He's part of the game. So anything we ask him, he only has his programmed series of responses. Got it. It's all clear now. Franklin "Mouse" Finbar. Welcome to Jumanji. - It's Moose. It's not Mouse. - No, good sir. I'm quite sure it's Mouse. -Mouse? -A nickname given for your diminutive stature and adorable manner. I knew you'd be here. Dr. Bravestone doesn't go anywhere without his trusty sidekick. - Sidekick? - NIGEL: Ever since Dr. Bravestone rescued you from the clutches of a warlord in the jungles of Peru, -you've never left his side. -Right. -Can we go back to the curse thing? -It's all documented in the letter I sent you, Dr. Bravestone. - Perhaps you should read it aloud. - I don't have a le... Whoa. Right. Uh... "Dr. Bravestone, I am writing to you regarding the desperate situation in... BRAVESTONE/NIGEL: ...Jumanji. We need your help at once." -(whooshing) -Whoa. -Guys? -OBERON: What's happening? FINBAR: Okay, what the hell is going on? BRAVESTONE: I think it's a cut scene. A lot of games have them. It's like a little movie to tell you the backstory. NIGEL (voice-over): My name is Nigel Billingsly, Jumanji field guide. I was hired by your former partner, now nemesis, Professor Russel Van Pelt, to lead a fateful expedition. (ominous music) You see, Professor Van Pelt had come in search of the fabled Jaguar Shrine, resting place of the sacred jewel of Jumanji. As you know better than anyone, the jewel was his great obsession, and after years of research, he believed that he had discovered its whereabouts. VAN PELT: Could it be? Have I finally found it? NIGEL: Van Pelt told me that he wanted to find the jewel in order to document it in his writings. -It's real! -NIGEL: What I did not know was that he intended to take the jewel for himself. (grunts) -(whooshing) -(groaning) (panting) (groans) I found it! (echoing): I found it...! (thunder crashing) NIGEL: Legend tells that the Jaguar watches over Jumanji, and anyone who dares to blind him will be consumed by a dark power. (rodents squeaking) Van Pelt assumed dominion over all of Jumanji's creatures, possessing them, controlling them. And a terrible curse befell this once placid land. I begged him to put it back, but once he had it in his grasp, he could never let it go. So I waited till they slept that night, and I made my move. (tense music) (vulture screeches) (tense music) Bring me that jewel! And slaughter anyone who tries to stop you. Right, then. Here you go. With the invaluable help of your associates, you must use your complementary skills to return the jewel to the Jaguar's eye and lift the curse. And I'm sure you'll want to get started right away. -Actually, I think... -Good luck! The fate of Jumanji is in your hands. -(doors whoosh) -(Roundhouse gasps) -What? Whoa. -And remember, the goal for you I'll recite in verse. Return the jewel and lift the curse. If you wish to leave the game, you must save Jumanji and call out its name. Good luck! The fate of Jumanji is in your hands. - And remember, the goal for you I'll recite in verse. - He's saying the same thing over. Return the jewel and lift the curse. If you wish to leave the game, you must save Jumanji and call out its name. (wondrous music) It's okay. You can handle this. In real life, people love you. You can hook up with anyone you want. Is that what you tell yourself when you're scared? Can you not judge me for, like, two seconds? I split up with Noah, I turned into a guy, and I cannot find my phone! I am allowed to be upset. Dr. Bravestone, here's a map of Jumanji. You must go to the bazaar and find the missing piece. -The bazaar? -ROUNDHOUSE: Missing piece of what? -Cheerio! -FINBAR: Wait, you can't just give us a ride to the statue? -And remember, if you wish to leave the game, you must save Jumanji and call out its name! (subdued music) You want to, uh, put this in there? -No. -Come on, you're the only one with a backpack, Fridge. Okay, so what? We-we have a map. So now we're supposed to go and find...? The bazaar, I guess. So, we return the jewel to the Jaguar statue, and-and then we go home. No problem. Why can't we just leave, stop the game, without doing all this stuff? We have to finish the game. I think... I think we have to save Jumanji. (panting) (contemplative music) Damn, that is a man right there. (quietly): Don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry. -Don't cry. -(insect buzzing) (grunts) There are so many diseases out here. (pants) It's hot. * BRAVESTONE: Okay, this is what I'm good at. Playing video games. It's what I do. It's literally the main thing that I do. Play a game like this, there's gonna be levels. In order to finish the game, you got to complete all the levels. Levels are gonna get harder as we go along. -We complete the levels... -Spencer, do you even know where we're going? -Kinda. -Kinda? Oh, that's good then. We're in good hands. Okay, the missing piece, I'm guessing. ROUNDHOUSE: Oh, my God, that must be what we're looking for. The missing piece of the map. But the problem is there's nothing here. What do you mean there's nothing there? It's a map, just like he said. It's a map of Jumanji. - Cartography. - What's that? - The study of maps. - It was one of Professor Oberon's skills. - Yes! That's right! Oh, so you can't see this, but I can? BRAVESTONE: The characters we chose, we all have certain skills. So there's got to be a way to access our s... -(beep) -(gasps) -Oh! Wow. - What'd you just do? - Strengths: Fearless. Climbing. Speed. Boomerang. Smouldering intensity. (intense music) What the hell are you doing? - What just happened? - Um, you just smouldered. Weakness. None? Uh, how'd you do that? That, uh, that list? Uh, well, I just, I-I think I just pressed my-my... enormous left pec. - FINBAR: Yeah, it's like the boob area. Let me show you. - Get the hell away from me. At least press it in front of us, -so we know exactly how... -(beep) ROUNDHOUSE: Strengths: Karate. T'ai chi. Aikido. Dance fighting? Dance fighting? Is that even a thing? Weakness: Venom. (beep) Seriously? Palaeontology. - What does that even mean? - Um, study of fossils, I think. That's kind of cool. Says the gorgeous karate badass to the old fossil guy who doesn't have any endurance. (beep) - I hate this game. - Weakness: Cake. Yes, cake is my weakness. - Along with speed and strength. - Huh. Strength is my weakness. Hey, can I-- Quick question. How is strength my weakness? Somebody explain that to me. And why would I need speed? Why would I need to be fast when I'm being chased by an enormous killer zebra or some shit in this dumbass hat?! You're also a good w-weapons valet. - What does that mean? - Well, I think it means you carry my weapons in your backpack and you give them to me when and if I need them? You guys! - The map, it's... changing. - ROUNDHOUSE: What do you mean? - BRAVESTONE: What's it say? Okay, well, there's not a lot of information. But a minute ago, it didn't say this and now it does. It says, "The Mighty Roar." (drums beating in distance) I don't like that. I'm-I'm done. - What else? - Okay. And right here, it says "From The Deep." The hippo came from the deep. The one that... Yes, the thing that did the thing. That's it, moving on. So if "From The Deep" is the first level, then-then "The Mighty Roar" must be the second level. Which way? Okay. If that is that... and that is here... Right here, I think. (whooshing) (motorcycles revving) What is this game?! Run! W-Wait! (panting, grunting) Come on, legs! Why am I running so slow?! (Oberon yells) Oh, my God, oh, my God, oh, my God, oh! OBERON: (grunts) This sucks! -Oh! -Split up! (grunts) (panting) Oh, my God. (motorcycle approaching) (gasps) Whoa. - Come on! - Those guys have huge guns! - Oh, really? - Is that what those are, Spencer? - Let me see your backpack. - For what? Inside your backpack, you have my weapons. Ah! Get down. Got your weapons? I don't feel no... -What's this? -Oh, yes. Boomerang, it's one of my strengths. -What are you gonna do with it? -I don't know. -Kill 'em, I guess. -You gonna kill 'em with that? You got a better idea? Oh, watch yourself. BRAVESTONE: Watch this. -Nice work. -There! You want me to reach in here, see if I got a hacky sack, for you to throw and do absolutely nothing with?! - Oh! - Wait, wait. - Oh, no. (boomerang whooshes, explosions) Oh! (panting) It worked! Here they come. We got to go. -I can't outrun those guys. -(rapid gunfire) - We got to go now! Get on my back! - What? I would rather die. -Jump on my back! -Nope, nope. I'm gonna die. Put me down! Spencer! Put me down! (Finbar screaming) - Whoa! - (Oberon gasps) You have got to be kidding me! (Finbar gasping) Oh, no-no-no-no-no-no-no-no! (rapid gunfire continues) - We have to jump! - Are you out of your mind?! I would literally rather do anything else right now but that. Jump! Martha! Jump! (shouting gibberish) -(screaming) -FINBAR: We got to jump! -BRAVESTONE: We don't even know how deep that water is! -FINBAR: We got to go! - No, no! - Spencer, you're gonna jump! -You gonna jump. Jump! -No, ah! Ow! (both screaming) * (PROJECTOR WHIRRS) (SPEAKS TE REO MAORI) They all had their defining moments. Climate change is ours. * BRAVESTONE: (pants) I think I'm having a coronary. I'm having difficulty breathing. -That was the most humiliating moment of my life. -Ugh! - FINBAR: Don't you do that again. - I took in a lot of water. (panting) They got me. Oh, no. Martha? (whoosh!) (sombre music) - Wait, what... what just happened to her? - Is she dead? Did she die? Wait a second. (electronic chime echoes) What the hell is hap...?! Ow! Get off of my back! - Are you okay? - I think so. - Off of me! - Goodness gracious, get off! - I'm getting off of you. Anybody care if I'm okay? What am I, a human landing pad?! BRAVESTONE: That's what I thought. We each have three lives, guys. These little tattoos on our arms... - Jesus, would you look at the size of that thing? - FINBAR: Spencer! -Huh? -You were saying? It's-it's our life count. - Bethany got eaten by a hippo, so now she only has two lines. - He's right. Wait. What happens if we use up all our lives? Well, usually that would mean... - ...game over. - What do you mean, "game over"? Are you saying that we can actually die in here? - I mean, I don't know for sure, but... - You're not sure? You're not sure, Mr. Video Game Genius? Well, I've never actually been stuck in one, okay? So I'm not certain, but, yes, I'm afraid... we all could die. That is my big concern right now. We better find the missing piece, then. OBERON: Okay. It looks like there's a village on the other side of this mountain. Maybe that's the bazaar. - Let's do it. - FINBAR: Wait. I got to take a leak first. I've been dreading this all day, but so do I. Can I come with you and you show me how it's done? I may need your help. Uh, uh, yeah, s-sure. Yeah, I'm... I'll help, help you out. (clears throat) So how do we do this? Uh, easy. You just, uh, you unzip, take it out, fire away. Remember to aim. It's very important. (gasps) Oh, my God, you guys, there is, like, literally a penis attached to my body right now. - Martha, come look at my penis! - ROUNDHOUSE (in distance): No, thanks. - Well, is this the first that you've seen it? - Yes. I didn't want to look. I looked at mine within the first 20 seconds of getting here. I'm happy to report that I was able to bring one thing from the outside world. What are...? Are you...? What are you doing? -Are you looking? -Sorry. - You don't look over here! - Yeah, you never look. It's a thing. Okay, good boy. We're gonna take this nice and slow, and nobody's gonna get hurt. - Now what? - Now blast off. - And aim. Don't forget to aim. - What is with you and the aiming? - What happened to you? - Can we not talk about this in mixed company? -Wow. Wow. Wow! -(urinating) Oh, this is so much easier! - (chuckles) It's cool, right? - Yeah, because you have, like, a handle. The fact that I'm not Instagramming this right now is insane. (men chattering) (tense music) Bravestone. Him and that whole lot. They got away? We lost 'em in the jungle. I should have known. How-how do you mean, sir? I will summon every creature and every soldier to hunt them down. Reclaim what is mine. Find them. (screeches) BRAVESTONE: Be careful of the ground, guys. It's really uneven. I'd hate for anybody to twist an ankle. I did that once at camp... - FINBAR: Could you please stop talking?! - BRAVESTONE: Okay, sure. -FINBAR: Please! -No problem. -Can I borrow your jacket? -Yeah, sure. -Thanks. -What are you doing? I feel like I'm wearing a bikini at school. - I did that once. They sent me to the office. - Of course. Noah likes it when I show some skin. It's like the key to our relationship. - Ew. - Judgy much? Seriously, I can't even open my mouth around you. You don't even know me, but you, like, decided you hate me. Oh, wait a minute. I don't hate you. - You don't? - No. Look, I just think you live in, like, the "hot popular girl" bubble. You know, where everybody either treats you like a princess or like an object. Maybe it makes you a little... self-absorbed or something? That's fair. But do you think maybe the reason why you're so judgy is because you're, like, afraid that people aren't gonna like you, so you decide not to like them first? No. Maybe. Maybe. (chuckles) Okay, then. I'm just saying you're a babe. Own it. Thanks. I guess. (majestic music) FINBAR: I'm so sick of this game. Just stay out of my way, Spencer. BRAVESTONE: What are you so mad at me for? FINBAR: Why am I mad? Are you seriously asking me that? You got me kicked off the team. Then you got me stuck in whatever, whatever this is. And you wonder why we not friends no more. Oh, this is why we're not friends anymore? Because you didn't want to get stuck in Jumanji? I don't think so. We're not friends because I'm not cool enough to hang out with you, so you pretended not to even know me anymore, until you needed me to do your homework because you couldn't do it yourself. - No wonder you don't know anything about Westward Expansion. - Okay, you see that? You know what? I'm not stupid, Spencer. I asked you to do me one simple favour. I said do my homework so I don't get kicked off the team, and you went and messed that up. Now I can't do the one thing that I'm actually good at, and it's all your fault. I should kick the shit out you right now. - I'd like to see you try. - What did you say? Oh, okay. - I see what's going on here. - Guys? FINBAR: Oh, you think because you-you, what, six-four, six-five, 270 pounds of pure muscle, I'm supposed to be afraid of you? Is that what you think? Maybe. Let me tell you something. You're still the same annoying kid that I've been trying to shake since the seventh grade. Ain't nothing changed. Don't let this new body get your butt whupped. (grunts) Dumbass. -(Bravestone screaming) -No! Spencer! -Spencer! -(gasps) - ROUNDHOUSE: You killed him! - Fridge, you lunatic! - Chill out. He'll be back. (electronic chime echoes) (panting) Don't call me a dumbass. Don't push me. - Or what, Spencer? - Or I'll push you back. -(Finbar shouts) -Oh! -Uh-oh. (panting) Did you just smack me? You smacked me? - Fridge, no. - Yeah, yeah. Yeah. Huh? You want to smack... -(Finbar screaming) -Oh, no, no! Enough! We can't waste lives. We need each other. Like it or not, we have to do this together. (intense music) Could you say that one more time, please? -We have to do this together? -But with the smoulder. Do you have control of that or does that just happen naturally? It just happens naturally. (intense music) (tense music) (lively chatter) (coins clinking) Okay, so what are we supposed to be doing? We're looking for the missing piece of the map. So we just start asking for it? No, I just think we look around, we scope the place out, but most importantly, guys, be discreet. Rations! Get your rations! -Does anyone have any, like, money? I'm literally starving. -Rations! Get your rations! Rations! Guys, I think the game is trying to tell us to keep our health up. - We need to eat. - Okay, stop doing that. OBERON: Oh, my God, this is so good. I haven't had bread since I was, like, nine. - Are you serious? - How do you think I got these abs? FINBAR: Let me try some of that. Mmm. Wait, what... what is this? That's my famous pound cake. Cake? - Bethany, you said this was bread. - I guess it's been so long, I forgot what it tastes like. How do you forget what...?! -Uh, what's happening? Something happening to me? -No. -Am I, am I, am I shaking? -Uh-uh. -Am I breaking out? -No. - Am I still black? - Yes. Okay. Okay, right? W-We're fine. Everything is fine. Yeah, no-no-no, it's okay. It probably just meant that I love cake. That I couldn't resist it. Yeah. Hey, it's all good... (crowd gasping, murmuring) (electronic chime echoes) -(crowd gasps) -FINBAR: God! Ow! Ow! (grunts) What the hell?! Ugh! S... Like I said, important to be discreet. -Hey, you also said, "Eat." -VENDOR: Rations! -Get your ra...! -You better shut your ass up! Dr. Bravestone. Thank goodness you're here. Jumanji needs you. Uh, thanks. Good to be here. -Ask about the missing piece. -Oh, right. Hi. I'm Bethany. I mean, uh, Professor Shelly... something. I'm a map doctor, and I have this map that, like, has a missing piece. Dr. Bravestone. Thank goodness you're here. Jumanji needs you. - Rude. - We need to find the missing piece. (vulture squawks) I'm 16 kilos down thanks to Jenny Craig. See how it can work for you too. At the end of the day, when you lose 32 kilos it is fantastic. VOICEOVER: Join today with a free 10-week membership plus free food delivery - cost of food additional. Call now. * (tense music) What you need is in the basket. One false move, you're in a casket. Trust one another and never blink. The missing piece is not what you think. Oy vey. - Good luck, mighty hero. Jumanji needs you. - Jumanji needs him. We know. You said it several times. BRAVESTONE: So, thinking there's a, um, a snake in there or something? Yep. Sounds like a Bravestone thing to me. - Why would this be "a Bravestone thing"? - Because you're the "mighty hero." You heard what he said. "Jumanji needs you." Now git. (tense music) (drums beating) - I don't want to do this! - Just go. (tense music) (tense music builds) - (hissing) - Black mamba! - Oh! -(screams) FINBAR: That's a black mamba. A quarter milligram of its venom is enough to kill an adult. You'll feel a tingling sensation in your mouth and extremities, followed by a fever, foaming at the mouth and ataxia, which means loss of muscle control. -How do I know that?! -What do we do? -Did you see anything else in there? -I didn't see. I didn't have time. -Oh, my God. Okay, "Trust one another and never blink." Never blink. (gasps) You guys, I think it's a staring contest. - What? - What are you talking about? - Think about it. "Never blink"? Guys, I think she's right. At camp, they used to tell us if you see a rattlesnake, don't move. I think someone has to make direct eye contact and not blink. And then Spencer will reach in and grab whatever else is in there. - What? Why me again?! - Because you're Bravestone. Okay, fine. Who's good at staring and not blinking? I'm amazing at it. Then this is your moment. (snake rustling) Come on, Bethany. Oh. (exhales) Okay. (snake rustling) Just say when. Now. -(hissing loudly) -(all screaming) (screams) -Oh! -(gasps) -What do we do?! -(hissing) -You got to defang it. -I got to what?! You got to pull his mouth back from the blind spot to disorient it. But you got to be very careful of the venom gland and the exposed secondary venom duct. -And then you got to snap its teeth... -(gasps) -...out of its head. -(Bravestone gasping) (snake thumps on ground) I guess it wasn't a staring contest. "Trust each other and never blink." You trusted me. You trusted me, and I, and I defanged the snake. -I did it. I did that. -(chuckles): Yeah. - Yeah, you did it. - Thank you. Oh, yeah. Sure. OBERON: You guys? This does not look like a piece of a map. The missing piece is an elephant? Oh, wait, there's something written on the wrapping paper. "When you see me, begin the climb." ROUNDHOUSE: "Begin the climb"? When you see an elephant? I defanged a snake. (chuckles) So, keep your eyes peeled for an elephant, I guess? That's, like, the next level of the game? (motorcycle approaching) (engine revs) - Hey! - Run! -(woman gasps) -Oh, God. (pants) Oh. Oh. -Watch out! -WOMAN: Hey! (woman screams) ROUNDHOUSE: Jump! -OBERON: Jump. -FINBAR: Go, go, go, go! MAN: Hey! Uh-oh. I have to warn you, I think I'm a very strong puncher. Parry. Parry. Parry. Evade. Block. Uppercut. Oh. Huh. Duck! Head smash! Kapow! (chuckles) Duck! Block! Kablam! Evade! Punch! Wall toss! -Whoa! -That is insane. Let's do this. Do what? Put... put it in my backpack. Dodge! Head slam! -Throw through ceiling! -(screaming) Ho! -(neck snaps) -Oh! (crowd screaming) Hello, Doctor. Been a long time. I believe you have something that belongs to me. We just want to go home. -(guns cocking) -(Roundhouse gasps) MAN: Come on! Come with me! Hurry! -Get him! -(gunfire, crowd screaming) Come on! Down here. Come on! Quick! -(Dragoons shouting) -Shh! Okay. I need you to follow me and do exactly as I say. Let's move. Oh, my God, you guys, I am so stoked you are here. - You have no idea. - OBERON: You are? - So stoked. I mean, I saw you guys in the bazaar, and I thought to myself, "No way." And I then I was like, yeah, that's totally-- Backs against the wall! (spears whooshing) FINBAR: Oh, my goodness! Let's keep moving. -Watch your step in here. -Um, who are you? -Yeah, and who do you think we are? -Right. Sorry, okay, my bad. Um, let me back up a little bit here. Wait, are you the pilot? "Seaplane" somebody? -Yes. Yeah, that's me. -FINBAR: Wait a minute, wait. Y-You're the other character that was taken. -So you're in the game, too? -(clattering) -Stay off the white bricks. -What? -And freeze. -(screams) -Oh! -(panting) (exhales) So gnarly. (chuckles) (whispers): This game sucks. Ho! (crocodile roars) (crocodiles splashing, thumping) All right. Get this plank. Follow me. Careful. It's a horrible way to die. -(crocodile roars) -Oh, God. (panting) There you go. All right. (roars) (panting) Come on. I got it, I got it. I just defanged a snake. Give me a little respect. (crocodiles splashing) Okay. (tense music) (board creaking) (gasping) -Hi there. -Hi. (crocodile roars) Come on. (momentous music) Anyway, I'm Alex. Spencer Gilpin. Martha, Fridge and Bethany. Bethany? You're a girl? -Woman. -(chuckles) In real life, you'd probably want to hit that. They got away. Looks like they had help. - Seaplane. - He must've crawled out of his hole. I'm sorry, boss. It won't happen again. (whispers): I know it won't. (gags) (screams) * (blender whirring) - BRAVESTONE: What are you making? - Margaritas. That's actually one of my strengths. That and piloting. Although I did get shot down by a couple orangutans in fighter jets. So maybe not that great at it. Anyway, cheers. Ah. -Oh. Thanks. -(chuckles) Sure. I've never had alcohol before. -BRAVESTONE: Me, either. -You know what? What the hell? - L'Chaim. - Whoo! (Bravestone coughs) -And I'm done with that. -It's good. Can I get one more of those? - OBERON: Alex? - Yeah. - What's up with all these candles? McDONOUGH: Uh, citronella. One of my weaknesses is mosquitoes, which is kind of a bummer when you live alone in an open hut in the jungle. (chuckles) (quietly): He's single. Who's this? Who's Alan Parrish? He's the guy who built this place. Wait, you mean other people have been stuck here, too? Yeah. I mean, this is Alan Parrish's house. I'm just living in it. OBERON: So, Alex, tell me, how long have you been in the game? Ooh, it's tough to say. Time is kind of funny here. But a few months, at least. -A few months? -What? -Yeah, I just can't seem to make it past the transportation shed. -Transportation shed? What's that? It's the next level. First time, my hot air balloon wouldn't even take off. And then there was the whole plane thing I mentioned. And once I got down to my last life, I realized I was screwed. And that I was never gonna get out of here by myself. Half the stuff that came at me, I had zero way to deal with. - You know, you can't kill a black mamba with a margarita. - You sure can't. You need a zoologist for that. Alex, we can help each other. All right, you've been here a long time, you know the game, and between us, we have a lot of strengths. Yeah. We're actually pretty good together. I don't know, bro. Okay, I mess up one more time, I'm toast. Totally freaks me out even thinking about going back to the transportation shed. - I don't want to die in Jumanji. - We just got to stick together. If we do that, we can win. I know we can. Oh, my God. You're our missing piece. You were the thing that we needed to find. ROUNDHOUSE: S-So the clue was to what? Go to the bazaar to find the missing piece? It wasn't the elephant. -It was m-me. -Yeah. Dudes... - let's do this. - Yeah. -Yeah. - Yeah. -Let's do this. -Yeah, let's do this. Hey, Spencer, you gonna drink that margarita? - I-I... you're done. - This is one good margarita. (tense music) McDONOUGH: There it is. The transportation shed. There's all sorts of vehicles inside. We got to get one, get across the canyon and get to the Jaguar statue. Okay, I see the transportation shed, I see the canyon, but I still can't see the statue, which is weird, 'cause it's like the most important thing in Jumanji and it's huge. That's what she said. (laughing) You drunk, Fridge? - What are, what are you talking about? No, I ain't drunk. - He is drunk. I had three little margaritas. - Well, you're about half your usual size. - Whatever, whatever. Okay, Alex, what do we do here? How do we get past these guards? Last time, I just waited till they left. -How long did that take? -Three weeks. - Aw, we gonna die! - Okay. Plan B. Maybe there's another door somewhere. But we got to distract those guys first. OBERON: I've got it. Distracting guys is, like, the main thing I do. He plays video games, I distract guys. Bethany, I hate to break it to you right now, but you don't exactly have the, um, the tool kit. Not me. What? -OBERON: You have to go down there and flirt with those guys... -No. -...and hold their attention while we sneak in. -No! I can't just go over there and flirt with some weird soldiers I don't even know. I know, girl, but right now we don't have a better idea. You don't understand. I actually can't do it. (whispering): I can't talk to guys. I'm terrible at it. I can give you some pointers. ROUNDHOUSE: No, I'm sorry. Uh, we-we have to come up with another plan. I'm-I'm not-- No. (chuckles) Not doing that. Martha, you just have to distract them long enough for us to get into the shed. I really don't think I can, Spencer. I'm not... Like, I'm not actually some badass girl. What are you talking about? You're a total badass. You could do anything. (both chuckle softly) FINBAR: That's beautiful, Spencer. Why don't I just go ahead and set you guys up with a nice candlelight dinner? Or do you guys want to get the hell out of here? All right. Show me how it's done. Class is in session. - Come on, girl. - Okay. - Watch and learn. Hey, hey, hey, what did you mean by that candlelight dinner thing? -What are you talking about? -You said it, me and Martha, candlelight dinner-- - what does that even mean? - The girl is into you, Spencer. What?! (fly buzzing) Mm-kay, in flirting situations, the key is making them check you out without letting them know that you know that they're checking you out. You're just like, "Whatever, I'm doing me." And then when they try to talk to you, you can play it one of three ways: dumb, super into it, or nasty. Which way you play it depends on what kind of guy you're dealing with. This is like my dream and my nightmare all at one time. I'm not gonna take that personally. Now, hair is everything. Touch it. Move it. Play with it. Move it around a lot. Hypnotize them with it. Give me a flip like that. Okay, now angle your eyes down. Now, head down. Tilt up. Eyes big. -Now sparkle. -Sparkle? Like an anime character. (quietly): Now sparkle. (gasping softly) Needs work. (tense music) - Do you really think she likes me? - Why are we still talking about this? - I mean, what if she tries to kiss me? - Then you just kiss her back, man. I-- what if she tries to kiss me, like-like-like without warning? What are you talking about? Haven't you ever kissed anyone? Hey, don't-don't-- what are you, gonna tell the whole jungle? Um, guys, guys, I found a side door. - Over here. - Guess what I found. - No, no, no, don't tell him. Okay, let's talk about your walk. Take your time. Make a meal of it. Like a gorgeous gazelle. Or a horse. High-step it. One foot in front of the other. And bring it. Boom, boom. That's not it. Yikes. Anything you can do to draw attention to the lips. Like a little nibble like this? A nibble goes a long way, girlfriend. Good! That's better. Now smile. You look terrified. - "Oh, my God, you're so funny." - You're so funny. - "Oh, my God, you're so funny." - Oh, my God, you're so funny. - I think I'm getting it. - You are getting it. Go, girl. - (giggles) Now keep your lips slightly parted, like, like... Yeah, not-not gross, just relaxed. Now touch your tongue to the roof of your mouth. Like this. - Like this? - Like this. -Like this? -Like this. Like this. Like this? - I think you're ready. - (laughs) Cool. Okay, flirt like our lives depend on it. 'Cause they do. McDONOUGH: Okay, there's the door. We just need something to cut through the fence. Okay, uh, Fridge, you got anything like that in the backpack? Um, yeah, I should. What? Here you go. I got some, um... some bolt cutters. Does that seem like a good tool for the situation? Perfect, actually. It's called backpack power, baby. (Bravestone chuckles) OBERON: You guys... -I think this is gonna work. -McDONOUGH: I think so, too. She's pretty fly. And those guys don't meet a lot of new people. Fly? Well, not like Cindy Crawford fly, but for Jumanji... she da bomb. - "Da bomb"? - Cindy Crawford? - That's your go-to? I'm just saying, I'm sure they'd like to get jiggy wit' her. Alex. What year do you think it is? - What do you mean? - Oh, no. It's 1996. (sombre music) - You're Alex Vreeke, aren't you? - Yeah, that's right. Wait a minute, you mean Freak House? Wait, what are you, what are you guys talking about? How do you know me? Alex... I don't exactly know how to tell you this, but... You've been in this game for 20 years! That's probably not how I would've done it. What? No. You guys are messing with me, right? No, we're not. Alex Vreeke-- everybody in Brantford knows about you. You're the kid that disappeared. 20 years ago. 20 years? 20 years, man. I don't even know how to say this, but... Cindy Crawford, dude, she's like 50 years old. Uh, but still fly. Eh. Wait. There she is. Hey. We're gonna get you home. Yeah. * (tense music) (sighs) FINBAR: The hell is going on with her butt? Bethany, what did you tell her to do? Did she twist her ankle maybe, or...? She's never flirted before. Give her a break. Hello, little lady. What are you doing out here all alone? Hey, you guys. I seem to be lost. Can you guys help me? Hello, little lady. What are you doing out here all alone? (laughs hysterically) You guys are so interesting and funny. What is she doing? What, she got a bug in her hair? She's forgotten all of our training. (whispers): Let's go. Wait! Uh, I, uh, I-I-I have to tell you about this book that I've been reading. About microbiology. Which is one of my, uh, favourite biologies. Hello, little lady. What are you doing out here... all alone? (gasps) You are a badass. # Ooh, baby, I love your way # # Every day, yeah # - # Ooh, baby, I love your way # - Hey. - Do you guys like to dance? - # Every day # # Shadows grow so long before my eyes # # And they're moving... # # Across the page # # Suddenly the day turns into night # (in distance): # Far away # # From the city # BRAVESTONE: Which one, which one, which one? (sighs) I hate this place. # 'Cause your love just # -# Won't wait # -Her strength is dance fighting. BRAVESTONE: Alex, what do you think, huh? What's the move? -What? -What do we take? -Which one? -I don't... (scoffs) I don't know, man, okay? I told you, I... -BRAVESTONE: We got to fly, right? The helicopter? We got to fly. -I told you, I don't know. (loud crashing) # Light the sky # -(grunting) -(guards groaning) # With the help of some fireflies # She's kicking their ass. That's our girl. Yas, queen! - # Shine, shine # - (shouts) # I can see them # # Under the pines # She is destroying them. # Oh, no, no, hesitate # # La-dee-da # # 'Cause your love # # Just won't wait, hey # -(shouts) -(guards grunt loudly) # Just won't wait # (grunts) # Ooh, baby, I love your way # -(yelling) -# Every, every day # # I want to tell you I love your way # # I want to tell you How I love your ways # # I want to be with you night and day # # Every day, in every way, yeah # - OBERON: You go, girl! - BRAVESTONE (chuckling): Yeah. - (whooping loudly) Oh! Oh! -# Ooh, baby. # -Yes! Yes! You're my hero! (motorcycles revving) -We got to go. -You should be giving me lessons in kicking ass. Give me a hug, girlfriend. -Oh, my God. -You did it! -I did. -Yeah, give me a hug, girlfriend. As great of a moment as that is, we ain't got the time for it, man. -Yeah. -Okay? They coming. The motorcycle freaks is coming. We got to go. Seaplane! We got to fly, man. Nope. I can't do it. Okay? I told you I'm not a good pilot. Maybe we should take the school bus. But we can't outrun no motorcycles on no damn bus! You picked the plane and the hot air balloon. Maybe you were supposed to pick the helicopter. - No, I can't do it. Okay? I don't want to die. - Ah. I'm freaking out a little bit. (sighs) Fine. I'll do it. How hard can it be? It's a helicopter. You-you press a button, the, uh... they gonna spin. Okay. Then after that, I got my-- the... the lever. That's how you, that's how you getting the forward/backward action. Once we in the air, I'm-a be all right. I just... This, I just got to get... 'Cause it ain't got no step stool, so... Let me see something. You know what? I can probably just... - Get, get in, but be careful. - No, you're drunk. -Nuh-uh. -BRAVESTONE: Fridge, you're drunk. -Huh? Give me the keys. -I'm...? -ROUNDHOUSE: Alex. Alex, if I can fight those guys, you can fly this helicopter. I know you can. Come on. Alex. This is where we need you. Remember, you're the missing piece. Seaplane McDonough reporting for duty. Let's go, people. (tense music) (helicopter blades whirring) (glass rattling) FINBAR: Whoa! Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa. Oh! (sputtering) (alert blaring) - OBERON: What's wrong? - Something's broken! - What? - What do you mean? - McDONOUGH: Hang on! - OBERON: Whoa! - (Bravestone gasps) - FINBAR: Whoa, whoa, whoa! (all screaming) -(yelling) -FINBAR: Oh, my God, we're about to die! We're about to die! (screams): Oh! ROUNDHOUSE: Oh, my God! - It won't go up! - FINBAR: What? - ROUNDHOUSE: What do you mean? - The collective is busted. - What?! - It controls the plate up there which tilts the rotors and controls the pitch. It's how we go up and down. (tense music) (tribal drumming) - You guys? - That can't be good. There's no way that's good news. (rhinos roar and snort) (roaring continues) - Albino rhinos! - (roaring) They're indigenous to Jumanji. -They're huge, white, scary, and stupid, and they eat people. -No. -BRAVESTONE: They're getting close. -My stomach's starting to bother me a little bit. -ROUNDHOUSE: Go up! -McDONOUGH: I can't go up! I think I had too many margaritas. (roaring continues) OBERON: You guys, what are we gonna do? - I'm gonna fix the helicopter. - Yes! - Tell me what to do. Okay, you got to connect the flight control rod to the mesh plate under the rotors. Flight control rod, mesh plate, under the rotors. -Wait, what? -I'll be right back. - Spencer, where are you going? - FINBAR: Hurry up. -Be careful. -No, no, just hurry up! All right, just gonna stand on this thingy... pull myself up towards these deadly helicopter blades. Okay. -There's the mesh plate. -(rhino roars) Here's that rod thingy. (Roundhouse and Finbar scream) -BRAVESTONE: Whoa, whoa! -(screaming continues) -ROUNDHOUSE: Spencer! (grunts) Spencer! -(gasping) -ROUNDHOUSE: Hurry! Come on, fix it! (Roundhouse screams) -(shouting) Ow! -Oh! (McDonough gasps) -Oh, my God! -Running out of time here, Spencer! -ROUNDHOUSE: Fix it, please! -No, no, no, no, no. -Hurry! BRAVESTONE: Got it! (rhino roars) - OBERON: We made it! You did it! - I thought we were gonna die. - (Roundhouse laughs) -OBERON: Yes! -Nice! -BRAVESTONE: Thank you. -ROUNDHOUSE: You did it. That was scary. -Thank you, guys. Oops. What? I dropped the jewel. -BOTH: What?! -What?! -You dropped the jewel?! -I leaned over, thought I had to puke and I didn't. -And it came out of my backpack. -(groans) -We need the freakin' jewel! -I know. That's the crazy part, 'cause I know we need it. So, uh, we're in a pickle, we're in a pickle. - Alex, turn around. We got to go back and get it. - Yeah, let's just loop around. Just look for it, guys. Everybody open your eyes. Let's all just look for it as a group. There! I see it! (rhinos roaring) - ROUNDHOUSE: What are they doing? - It's like they're protecting it or something. -All right, how are we gonna do this? -I don't know. -Well, you got to go get it, right, buddy? (roaring continues) What do you need? You need your boomerang? Maybe, maybe some scissors? A pipe wrench? Some shoelaces? I'm your valet. Whatever you need, I can get it for you. Okay? You just say the word. -What? -I'm sorry, buddy. Sorry for what? (screams) Ow! (gasps): Oh! No. -(snorts) -(whimpers) -(rhino roars) -(screams) (grunts) Turn us around. (gasping): Ah! No! (yelps) Heel! Heel! Stop! Oh, my God! Aah! -ROUNDHOUSE: Oh! -Alex, get ready to roll us to the side. -What? (electronic chime echoes) BRAVESTONE: When I tell you, roll 90 degrees to the right. Now! (Finbar screams) (yelps) Oh! (yelping) You pushed me out the helicopter, jackass! * BRAVESTONE: Oh, wow! -You know what, Spencer? You were amazing. -You are a killer pilot, Alex. -McDONOUGH: Thanks. -And you, too, Spencer, you were incredible! -Ah, thank you. But he was amazing, our pilot. -No, no, no. -Excuse me. -BRAVESTONE: You killed it. -No, no, no. -Excuse me. -Excuse me! I'm the one that was a human sacrifice. You don't know what's on the underside of those rhinos. And you don't want to know. I've seen a lot of things. Felt 'em on my face, too. Things that I will never be able to erase from my memory. -(blows raspberry) -(all laughing) Oh, that's funny to you guys? Go ahead, laugh it up. -Get it out. -(laughing continues) Guys, I've been trying to get across this canyon for like 20 years, okay? Do you realize how huge this is? (mosquito buzzing) (strained): Mosquito. - No, no, no! Alex, no, no, no, no! - Alex! (gasps) -OBERON: Alex, no, no. -BRAVESTONE: Alex? -Alex, talk to me. Wake up. -ROUNDHOUSE: Alex? -OBERON: Here we go. -ROUNDHOUSE: He's dying. No, we can't let him die. We're too close! -Does anyone know how to do CPR? -Uh, yeah, start with three chest compressions and mouth-to-mouth. One, two, three. -How do I do this?! -Okay, pinch his nose, open his mouth, full lip-lock. -Okay. -Uh, one breath, two breaths, then repeat. OBERON: Come on, Alex. Bethany, stop. Your tattoo. It looks like you're giving him one of your lives. I'm okay with that. - What if you need it for yourself? - I want Alex to come home, too. (suspenseful music) (coughs, gasps) (chuckling): Oh! (Roundhouse and Oberon gasp) (grunts softly) (panting) -What happened? -ROUNDHOUSE: Alex, Bethany gave you one of her lives. - Bethany, you okay? - OBERON: I think so. -Bethany, is that true? You gave me one of your lives? I mean, yeah, of course. Thank you. (McDonough chuckles softly) (sighs heavily) What? What are you looking at? You got a situation. Oh, my God, these things are crazy! (momentous music) 20 years, huh? Yeah, I guess so. (rock splashes) You know, I just keep thinking about my poor parents. And what they must've been through. And why, because I was sitting in my hideout, too afraid to finish the game? I'm sorry. I don't need to lay this on you. I'm, I'm just... - You're really easy to talk to. - No, I get it. I mean, sometimes... it's easy to get so focused on your own stuff that... you forget other people have problems, too. That's really deep. Thanks. I feel like ever since I lost my phone, my other senses have kind of heightened. Does "phone" mean something different in the future? (chuckles softly) What about you, Alex? What are you like? In the real world? What's your vibe? Full-on metalhead. A drummer, like my dad. (bird cawing) Hey. - Hey. - What are you doing? - I, uh... - I was just filling these up. - Cool. - Yeah. I'm glad you're here. I, uh... (clears throat) - I have something to tell you. - Yeah? And I want to tell you now... just in case the next time that-that, that we talk... I'm no longer brave. I like you, Martha. - I, like... like you. - (chuckles nervously) Like, I'm fully into you. -You are? -I am. (sighs) And I have been... since, like, the seventh grade. Really? Wowza. I don't think this has ever happened before. - What do you mean? - Uh, what I mean is, uh, like I don't think anyone's ever liked m-me that I, I... I-I can't believe I'm doing this. I, I never tell anyone how I f... I'm into you, too, Spencer. - You are? - Yes. Yes! (chuckles) God, you're smart and sweet... and... cute. Yeah, I'm-I'm pretty into you. (chuckles) Wait. Are you sure it's not because of... - like, all of... - What? Oh, my God, no, no. (chuckling): That is not my type. I'm into nerds. Really? - I'm a nerd! - (chuckles) -That was... I was so awful. -I know. I've never, like, I've never kissed anyone. -You've nev... -Never. That was the first time. -I have never. -Oh, you haven't? -(chuckles): No. -Okay. Cool. - You can't tell, right? - (laughs) FINBAR: Aw, come on. Hey! I don't want to see that. I don't, not today. While you're down here professing your love for one another, I found the Jaguar. Let's go. God! Ugh. (ominous music) -There it is. -There it is. We'd better get walking. (caws loudly) * (thunder rumbles) I think we just follow this path. No. It can't be that easy. "The Defenders." What does that mean? There's only one way to find out. Fridge? Give me the jewel. Spencer. (Oberon gasps) (tribal drumming) - Something's about to happen. - I hate those drums. - Wait, you're just gonna walk in there? - No. That's what the game wants us to do. Follow the path. It's a trap. "When you see the elephant... begin the climb." - I'll go through the trees. - The trees? - Yeah. - Do you think that's what that means? - Yeah, that must be it. That's the move. This is the final level of the game. And I'm pretty sure this is "a Bravestone thing." (tense music) Did he just refer to himself in the third person? Um, fourth... person, I think. (determined music) How does he do that? - Climbing is one of his strengths. - Ah, gotcha. Cake makes me explode. -(chitters loudly) -(screams) (groans) (thuds) Oh... (gasps) (snarls) -No! -Oh. -Oh, my God! -ROUNDHOUSE: Spencer! -(Bravestone shrieks) -FINBAR: Spencer! -(jaguar snarls) -(Bravestone shouts) -Spencer! (jaguar snarls) Oh, my God, you guys. Panthers. (whispering): No. (jaguars snarling) Those are jaguars. (thunder crashes) (electronic chime echoes) (gasps) Spencer! -(panting) -ROUNDHOUSE: Oh, my God. Are you okay? - Yeah. I think so. - You still have the jewel, right? - Yeah. - Oh, thank God. - Hey, what happened? - I don't want to talk about it. OBERON: Okay, so we need a new plan. -FINBAR: Yeah. -ROUNDHOUSE: Right. -McDONOUGH: Totally. -OBERON: Spencer? Any ideas? Can I speak with you... for a minute? W-- now? What's going on? - I can't do this. - What are you talking about? - I can't... do this. Okay, who am I kidding? I'm not some adventurer. I'm not actually brave. Spencer, I just saw you hanging out of a helicopter. It's a lot easier to be brave when you have lives to spare. It's a lot harder... when you only have one life. We, we always only have one life, man. Okay, that's... that's all we get. That's how it works. The question is, is how are you gonna live it? Which guy are you gonna decide to be? Did I just quote our principal? What the hell is this game doing to me? I got to get out of here. Look. We can do this, man. We can do it together. - Together. - (whispers): Together. You're a good friend, Fridge. All right. FINBAR (voice-over): Okay. I don't know video games. But what I do know is football. Now, those lightning-fast man-eating cats out there? They're the Defenders. Which means that we got to run one hell of an offense. You guys. (motorcycles revving) We got to go! All right. Here's what we're gonna do. FINBAR (voice-over): We're gonna fan out and run a play that I call "The Double Reverse Refrigerator." Bethany, you go up the left side. I'll go up the right. Alex, you're gonna draw the defence so Spencer can go up the middle. -ROUNDHOUSE: I'll go with Spencer. -FINBAR: No. There's something else we need you to do. # Ooh, baby, I love your way # # Every day, yeah # # Ooh, baby, I love your way # You guys like to dance? # Shadows grow so long before my eyes # (grunting) (thunder crashes) (snarling) McDONOUGH: Hey! Over here! Come and get me! (jaguar growls) (growls) # I want to tell you how I, I want to tell you # # How I love your ways # (gasps, groans) (yelping) No! - Thanks. - Sure. (motorcycle revs) ROUNDHOUSE: Get to the statue! Go! (grunts) (thunder crashes) (gasps) -(jaguar growls) -(shrieks) Ow! Oh, no! I... (gasping cough) (straining) (roars) -(snarls) -Huh? * (jaguar snarls) (snarls) (jaguars snarling) Ah! Whoa. Whoa. (jaguar hisses) (roars) (victorious music) (thunder crashes) (heavy footfalls approaching) (elephant trumpets) -Oh, man. -(elephant trumpets loudly) -(whispering): Okay. Stay calm, don't panic. -(roars) -Stop! -(roars) It's the elephant and the mouse. -(low growling) -What's up? Mouse Finbar. Zoologist. Zoologist and... and backpack guy. (low growling) (ominous music) Give me the jewel... or your friend dies. -Don't give it to him! -Quiet! Stop! (jaguars roar) (gasps) (jaguars growling) Take me instead, okay? (jaguars snarl) ROUNDHOUSE: Ah! Oh! -(jaguar growls) -(Roundhouse whimpers) -Give me the jewel. (Oberon gasps) I can't do that. -Five... -(whimpers) -four... -I can't give you the jewel. -...three... -(Oberon whimpers) - (whispers): Spencer? - ...two... - Because I don't have it! (heavy footfalls approaching) (elephant trumpets loudly) Zoology, bitch! (elephant trumpets loudly) (jaguars snarling) Whoa! Whoa! (jaguar hisses) -No, no, no! Don't... -(Van Pelt groans) -(elephant trumpets loudly) -(Finbar yells, screams) OBERON: Douchebag! You... suck! -(trumpets) -Whoa! -(Bravestone gasps) -Whoa. -(trumpets) - Elephant. - "Begin the climb." (Oberon yelps) (gasping) -Leave her alone! -(grunts) Get up there and I'll get the jewel to you. -Martha. -Trust me. -I'll get it to you. Go. -Okay. (grunting) Go, Martha! -Oh! -(both grunting) Alex! (motorcycle revs) (thunder crashes) (snakes hissing) (unsettling music) (grunts) (grunting) (snakes hissing) - I'll take that. - (gasps) Game over. (motorcycle approaching) I don't think so. Venom is my weakness. - (hisses) - (gasps) (electronic chime echoes) (motorcycle revving) Go, Spencer. (grunts) No. (suspenseful music) (grunts) -Yeah! -Whoa! -Yeah. (growls, huffs) - "Call out its name." - "Call out its name!" - Call out its name, everyone! BOTH: Jumanji! -Jumanji! -Jumanji! (echoing): Jumanji! (gasps) (rats squealing) (birds chirping) (chuckles softly) (laughs) -ROUNDHOUSE: I think we did it. -FINBAR: I think we won. -OBERON: I think we did. -(horn honking) Guys, it's Nigel. Nigel. (horn honking) (engine turns off) Well done, intrepid adventurers! You lifted the curse! All of Jumanji thanks you. Your work here is done. So, sadly, this is where we part. Seaplane McDonough, let me shake your hand. Alex. Adieu, Professor Oberon. (sighs) Later, dude. -I'll miss you the most, my little Mouse. -Get me the hell out of here. -Farewell, Ruby Roundhouse. -(sighs) Wait. What if we didn't go back? I just... I like being like this. With you. Then... let's be like this... every day. Just come home. (Bravestone gasps softly) (whooshing stops) Dr. Bravestone. Nigel, I'm ready to go home. Farewell, my good man. (sighs) See you later, Bravestone. (sighs) Oh... - BETHANY (whispers): Oh, my God. - FRIDGE: Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! - I'm back, baby! - I will never complain about my body ever again. Oh, thank God. (whispers): Oh, I missed you. - (sighs) - (chuckles) Where's Alex? (birds chirping) SPENCER: Wait, look. FRIDGE: Freak House? - Do you think...? - That means... maybe... - YOUNG GIRL: Grandpa! - OLD MAN VREEKE: Hey! Come here. Come here. (groans) Oh, that's my girl. -WOMAN: Hi! -OLD MAN VREEKE: Oh, it's so good to see you. Come on. Come on and say hi to Grandma. -Alex? -ALEX: Hey, Dad, when you get a sec, will you give us a hand? OLD MAN VREEKE: Yeah. Oh, that is some tree. - Yeah, it's not too bad. - OLD MAN VREEKE: Yeah. Hey, Dad, will you give me a second? -Oh, yeah, sure. -I'll be right back. Bethany? - Spencer? - (chuckles): Yeah. - Ruby Roundhouse? - (chuckles) - (Alex laughs) And that would make you Fridge. (chuckles) I'm stoked to see you. All of you. -You made it back. -Yeah, I did. It spit me out right where I started, so... 1996. SPENCER: And your parents and... your house? Uh, yeah, th-- all good, bro. You're an adult now. Y-You have a family. I do, yeah. This is Andy. And then my daughter... my daughter's name is Bethany. We named her after the girl who saved my life. (chuckles softly) (chuckles softly) So stoked. (laughs) (indistinct chatter) -Yo. -Yo. You want to go backpacking? Like in nature? Yeah, but like somewhere, like, really amazing. Next summer? What do you think? Are you okay? SPENCER: Hey. Oh, um, I'll... catch you later? I'll see you after class? - Hey... - SPENCER: Hello. -Hey. -So, uh, anything interesting happen lately? - No, I, I can't think of anything. - Yeah. (chuckles) - Have you guys talked to Martha? - Oh, I was texting her this weekend. Have you talked to her? FRIDGE: Hey. Here she is. Go get that girl, Dr. Bravestone. - Hi. - Hi. -I really... I really wanted to call you. -Yeah, no, I, -I get it, you know, it's... -Sorry, I don't know why I didn't call. -It's weird being out and, you know, not, like, knowing, like... what's going on and... (chuckles) What? (ecstatic music) Smouldering. (tribal drumming) (drumming stops) ("Welcome to the Jungle" by Guns N' Roses playing) # Welcome to the jungle, we got fun and games # # We got everything you want, honey, we know the names # # We are the people that can find whatever you may need # # If you got the money, honey, we got your disease # # In the jungle, welcome to the jungle # # Watch it bring you to your # # Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na knees, knees # # Oh-ah # # I, I wanna watch you bleed # # Welcome to the jungle, we take it day by day # # If you want it, you're gonna bleed # # But it's the price you pay # # And you're a very sexy girl, very hard to please # # You can taste the bright lights But you won't get there for free # # In the jungle, welcome to the jungle # # Feel my, my, # # my, my serpentine # # Oh-ah, I # # I wanna hear you scream # # Oh # # Ah, ah # # Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah # # Welcome to the jungle, it gets worse here every day # # You learn to live like an animal In the jungle where we play # # If you got a hunger for what you see # # You'll take it eventually # # You can have anything you want # # But you better not take it from me # # In the jungle, welcome to the jungle # # Watch it bring you to your # # Sha-na-na-na-na-na-na-na knees, knees # # Down in the jungle, welcome to the jungle # # Watch it bring you to your # # It's gonna bring you down, ha! # Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air. www.able.co.nz Able 2019