- (upbeat music) - # Do we know where the light is the brightest? # Do we know how to clear what the fear is? # Do we know how to feel when we crave it? # Do we know what we are? - (dogs barking) - (panting) - (bushes rustling) - (grunting) (dogs barking) (panting) (dogs barking) - (dogs whimpering) - (grunting) - (grunting) - (dogs barking) (helicopter whirring) - (grunting) - Dr Harrison, stop. - You can't run forever. - (darts thudding) - (gasps) # Do we know where the light is the brightest? - There's no escape, doctor. You're coming with us. - (panting) # Do we know what we are? Don't use your dart gun. We got him cornered. # Do we know what we are? # Argh! We were so close. - (helicopter whirring) - (light dramatic music) (rain pattering) (light piano music) - (thunder rumbling) - Daddy. - Hmm? - Daddy. (laughing) (sobbing) (light dramatic music) - (chewing spits) - (groaning) (boys laughing) - Adam Harrison! - Huh? - Oh, yes, sir? - No sleeping in detention. Use this time for something productive. (groaning) - (spits) - (groaning) What? (grunting) (boys laughing) - What's going on back there? - What the`? That's disgusting! Adam, what's the problem? - It looks like someone stuck six packs of gum in my hair. - (gum popping) - I didn't see nothing. - (boys laughing) - Tony, go to the office. Not again! (laughing) Ow! (spitting) You're dead, snitch! (suspenseful music) - (muffled children chattering) - (groaning) Ow, ow! - (sighs, grunting) - (shoes ripping) Holy crap. What's happening to me? - (door creaking) - (gasps) (panting) - (grunting) Oh! - (foot thudding) - (metal squeaking) (kids laughing) - (muffled talking) - (ringing) Look at his shoes! (laughing) Huh? What? What?! (dramatic music) - (ringing) - Spaz alert. - He used to be in my history class. - That's why I changed classes. - He's got, like, no friends. - (panting) - Hey, Adam. Are you OK? Don't run. I don't bite! - Well, look who it is. - How ya doing, snitch? - (locker thudding) Leave me alone. (fist thudding) (whistle blowing) (groaning) - (door thudding) - Hey there, mop-top. Whatcha doin'? Are you on your way to the janitor's closet? Cos you look like a mop! - (boys laughing) - Good one! - Seriously? That counts as a good one? Give me a break! - (ball thudding) - (groaning) - Good one! - (both laughing) - That's a good one. (grunting) Get off me! - What, you gonna rat me out again? - Hard to say. It depends on the circumstances. - Wrong answer, snitch! - (grunting) - (boys chuckling) - Stop! OK, you've had enough. Here ` let me help you. - (groaning) - (laughing) - Look at his shoes! - What a freak! - Oh, hey, you forgot your backpack! - (backpack thudding) - Cha-ching, two points! - (boys laughing) Jerks. (sighs) (dogs barking) It was those boys again, wasn't it? No, I told you ` I was playing soccer with my friends, and the ball hit me in the face. Oh yeah? What friends of yours play soccer? Uh, the British ones, my mates. - But they call soccer football. - Oh, do they? And how did this happen? Soccer can be a dangerous sport. Adam, quit messing around. - What are we gonna do about this? - Either we chop it out or we chew it out. I vote chew. - Ew. I vote chop. - (scissors clicking) Turn around. (sighs) You had such nice, long hair. (gentle music) (scissors clicking) (toothbrush scraping) (gargling, spits) At least they can't make fun of my hair any more. (light switch clicking) - (birds chirping) - (alarm ringing) (gasps) (groaning) (light mysterious music) (gasps) Holy crap! (dramatic music) - Adam, you're gonna be late! - I'll be down in a minute! (whimpering) (scissors clicking) - Adam? - (sighs) That's not gonna work. What's taking so long? Are you all right? - (toilet flushing) - I'm fine. I guess your meatloaf didn't agree with me. I thought you loved my meatloaf. Love is a strong word. I like it. No, like's too strong. Hey, I hate your meatloaf. What? Listen, my meatloaf is` Oh, Adam. - What? - That hat. - What about it? - That was your father's. (sombre music) - Oh. Sorry. - Why are you sorry? I dunno. He died. I didn't mean to make you sad. (chuckling) He was a great man. I wish I knew him. Yeah. (gasping) Uh, I did a sloppy job on your hair. I must have been more tired than I thought. Here. Let's put this back on. It looks good on you. Now hurry up. You're gonna be late for school. I can't believe you don't like my meatloaf. I'll let you in on a secret, Mom. Nobody likes your meatloaf. (birds chirping) OK, well, enjoy your lunch. - It's meatloaf, isn't it? - Mm, could be. (groaning) # Oh. All powerful men have one thing in common ` - great hair. - (upbeat music) - (camera shutters clicking) - Oh. - Wow. Look. HairCo toupees have been worn in secret by some of the greatest men in history. - (speaking foreign language) - (camera shutters clicking) But you're not here to be a part of our past; you're here to be part of the future. Make no mistake, gentlemen ` hair is a growth business. - (door clanking) - Oh, look at that thing. - (camera shutters clicking) I'm afraid we'll need to ask you for your cameras. (men grumbling, speaking foreign language) - Oh, I see. - (cameras thudding) # Pressure. # - (drone whirring) - (camera clicking) - (drone crunching) - What? What? - (scanner clicking) - (scanner beeping) - Huh? - Mr Kobayashi, - I must insist. - Oh. (chuckling) (tooth clicking) - (tooth clanking) - Ooh. - I am sorry. - Ah. - Hmm. This is where the magic happens. The future isn't toupees ` no, no, no. The future lies in growing real hair. - (beeping) - (screaming) We're not talking about embarrassing hair plugs, useless scalp massagers or fancy shampoo. We're talking about genetic engineering. State of the art DNA manipulation. We are on the verge of a major breakthrough that will change the lives of hundreds of millions of people. - (mooing) - And make us a fortune in the process. (speaking foreign language) (air hissing) (vial clinking, machine whirring) - (formula dripping) - Dr Billingsley is our head of experimental research and development. - Ah, here comes one of our eager young interns. - (grunting) Uh, Dr Billingsley? - I'm getting college credit for this, right? - Of course. Oh, OK. I'll just need you to sign my work experience time sheet. - Stand on the X. - (gun clicking) Hold on. You're not gonna shoot me with-- - (dart gun banging) - (groaning) Ouch! (upbeat music) Oh. Whoa. Oh! (laughing) - (men gasping) - Now, you may experience a slight burning sensation. But don't worry about it. (screaming) Help me! Ouch, ouch, ow! Oh, whoa! - (panting) - (hair sizzling) (chuckles) As you can see, we're still perfecting the formula. Once we do, people will pay anything for it. The real money is in big hair. (screaming) (extinguisher hissing) Hmm. Reduce fluoroantimonic acid by 5%. - (sighs) - (head thudding) We have a no-fighting policy at this school, zero tolerance. You fight, you're suspended! You're suspended! Do you hear me? Suspended! - (giggling) You're so funny. - (door creaking) Hey, you better watch your back, snitch. - (fist thudding) - Adam Harrison. I believe this belongs to you. Name tag was on the inside. - Oh, thank you, sir. - Don't be throwing it into basketball hoops any more. What? Why would I throw my own bag into a basketball hoop? Who knows why you kids do anything? Adam, you are what we call a... Mildred? (sighing) Uh, what are we saying instead of spazoid these days? Uh, normally challenged, sir. Oh, and, uh... (clears throat) how would I say friendless loser? Mid-level acquaintance deficiency. (grunting) Adam, you have mid-level acquaintance deficiency. - Do they make a pill for that? - No, sir. (sighs) Apparently, there's nothing we can do for you. This acting out needs to stop. - But, sir-- - We have a no-fighting policy at this school, zero tolerance. - You fight, you're suspended. - Getting beat up counts as fighting? A fist can't punch without a face to receive it. No fighting means no fighting. - Oh, and Adam? - (sighs) Yes, sir? We have zero tolerance on hats. No hats in school. (sighs) - And get a haircut. - What? (gasping) Hmm. (footsteps retreat) * (sighs) (chimes ringing) - (skateboard scraping, thudding) - (laughing) - (groaning) Hey, Harrison, you got me suspended! You should be happy. You hate school. My dad's gonna kill me. He's got a 10-strikes policy, and this is strike 10. Come on, guys ` you heard Principal Jones. He said no fighting. He said no fighting on school property. - (grunting) - (boys laughing) - How do I look? - You look like stupid Adam. - This hat sucks. - (hat ripping) - (boys laughing) - Stop! - (elbow thudding) - Ow. - Ow! - (bike thudding) - That's it ` you're dead! - Come on ` let's get him! - (upbeat music) # Never gonna tell it to you. # Never gonna tell it to you. Wanna know, wanna hear what you never could. # Wanna know, but I'm never gonna tell it to you. - Ouch! - # Wanna know, wanna hear - # what you never could. - (yelps) # Wanna know, but I'm never gonna tell it to you. Come on ` get him! - Don't let him get away! - (panting) # Wanna know, wanna hear what you never could. Wanna know, but I'm never gonna tell it to you. # Wanna know, wanna hear what you never could. Wanna know, but I'm never gonna tell it to you. # Never, never, never, never, never, never tell you. # OK, guys, come on ` you've had your fun. (laughing) Don't you know how this works? - We got him, boys! - This is the fun part. - (boys laughing) - Get off me! - (laughing) (groaning) - (feet thudding) - (groaning) - (both groaning) - (grunting) - What the...? (gasping) Come on! - (door slamming) - (panting) (exhales) - (shoes creaking) - What is happening to me? - (bike bell ringing) - Oh no. - (bike tyres skidding) - You gotta come out sometime. Yeah, and when you do, we'll be waiting. - (flies buzzing) - (light dramatic music) Ah, it's Friday. He could be in there all weekend. - Are we really gonna wait here for three days? - Nah, forget him. Let's go bug the goats at the petting zoo. - (sighs) - (glass shattering) - (gasps) (boys laughing) (groans) - (glass shattering) - (light music) (grunting) (box rattling) (gentle music) # Broken hearts # breaking down. # What has a start # has to have an end. # Broken kids making out, # find the start line... (groaning) - # ...was broken... - (panting) - # from the start. - (sighs) - Were you ever going to tell me? (gasps) Adam! - You startled me. - You said Dad was dead! - Adam. If he's dead, why is he writing letters to you? This one is from two weeks ago! "Dear Shelly, I'm sorry to hear Adam is having a hard time at school." Really? - It's not what you think. - You didn't think I'd wanna meet him? - You thought you could keep him to yourself? - Adam, your dad, he's alive. - That's all I can tell you. - Are you kidding me? I know it's hard, but you've gotta trust me. Trust you? You're a liar! You've been lying to me every day of my whole life! Adam, please. I thought you were the one person I could trust, but you're just like everybody else. - Hmm. - I hate you! Adam, no, please. - (sobbing) - # Could be mended... - (door slamming) - # ...from the start. (light pop music) # From the start. # Broken kids making out # find their heart line # was broken from the start. # (truck engine rumbling, water splashing) (truck brakes screeching) - Hey, kid, you OK? - Just trying to get home. Ain't you a little young to be hitchhiking? I'm a little young to be stranded at the side of the road, catching a cold in the pouring rain. Yeah, I guess so. How far you goin'? Uh, Route 89. What, are you kidding? That's 100 miles from here. So can you take me? It's getting awfully cold out here. (coughing) - I don't know. - Thanks. I really appreciate it. Hey, hey, I don't remember sayin' I'd take you. Oh, come on, you'd hate yourself if I died of pneumonia and it was all your fault. - (coughing) - All right, close the door. - (light dramatic music) - (rain pattering) (knocking) Adam? Adam, are you awake? Can we talk about this? (sighs) Adam? (gasps) Oh, no, no, no, no! (light dramatic music) Well, you don't see many forests like this any more. Huh, you'd walk two weeks in any direction, and all you'd see is trees. I'm telling you, you wouldn't wanna get turned around out here, kid. No, you wouldn't. Well, it looks like... Yes, it's here! This is it! This is it? I didn't know people actually lived out here. Yep. Uh, home sweet home. Home sweet home? Where's your house? My house ` my house is over there back a ways. - Hmm. - Anyway, thanks. See ya. - (door slamming) OK. Take care of yourself, kid. (truck engine rumbling) - (light music) - Hello? - Hello? - (mailbox rattling) (light music) (mailbox rattling) - (yelps) - (squirrel chittering) # If you just let go and leave the things you know, # the world stops spinning. Where'd you go? Little squirrel dude? # Time can be best. Hey, wait, come back! That's not fair! (squirrel chittering) # Oh, simple souls like us # have been chained up on your love. # Oh, simple souls like us # can't be tamed for long. # Walk two weeks in any direction, and all you'll see is trees. (grunting) (sighs) Wow. Hello? (voice echoing) Whoo! (voice echoing) - (laughing) - (dramatic music) - (gasps) Hello? Somebody there? This isn't funny. Who's there? - (grunting, growling) - (gasping) (suspenseful music) (panting) - Whoa. - (clanking) - (screaming) # He took my dog, my house, my pickup truck. # But no matter what she say, # can't take my cowboy boots away. # - Whoa! - (brakes squeaking) Holy cow! What in the heck was that? Huh? Well, I'll be. - (phone beeping) - No service? Come on, you piece of junk! (grunting) Stupid smartphone! # I miss my home. # 911, what's your emergency? My emergency is I done saw a Bigfoot! I got the whole thing on my dashboard cam. Bigfoot? Sir, this line is for emergencies, not prank calls. - (phone clicks, dial tone) - Hello? Hello? Dang blame it, somebody's gotta believe me. - (gentle music) - (grunting) National Inquirer, how can I help you? Don't hang up. You gotta believe me. I'm calling cos I saw a real Bigfoot. Please hold. I'll put you through to Hairy Monsters, Swamp things and UFOs. - Bigfoot? - Yes, Bigfoot. It's a dead end. We gave up the search for Bigfoot 10 years ago. With all due respect, if this thing is real, we have to have it. It's the genetic bridge we've been looking for. Oh, no, no. I'm not wasting a fortune on another wild goose chase. Think of the hair-growth potential locked in that DNA. No more sprays, no more toupees ` - just real hair. - Come on, Billingsley. You're a scientist ` what makes you so sure this isn't just another hoax? Looking at the kid in this photo, could there be any other conclusion? Hmm. Is that who I think it is? - We think so. - Then I only have one more question. Who took this photo? So, sugar, you say you saw Bigfoot? - Yes, ma'am. - And it's going to be in the paper? - That's what they said. Ooh, you're gonna be famous. It's so exciting! Nothing ever happens up here. This is going to be good for business. - (engines rumbling) - Huh? Whoa! What's that? - (helicopter whirring) - (dramatic music) What did I tell you? Teddy! - What? - Raise the prices! It happened right here. Check out them skids. I hit the brakes so hard, I almost flipped my rig! Sir. (grunting) - We got something. - (dramatic music) - Mm. (chuckling) Cleansing your sensitive skin with soap is not enough. Try Garnier Micellar Water. Its micelles attract make-up and dirt with no rubbing. Remove make-up better than soap, cleanse and soothe. For powerful cleansing use Micellar Water. * (doorbell ringing) - Hello? - Mrs Harrison? - (suspenseful music) - (glass shattering) - Check the house. - (light dramatic music) (gasps) - (phone line ringing) - I think we got something. Car's gone, no sign of the mother. (horns honking) (tyres screeching) (groaning) - (gasps) - (dramatic music) - (yelps) Stay away from me! Help! - (screaming) - (suspenseful music) - (panting) Don't come any closer! (grunting) What...? What are you? Well, I'm not sure how to break this to you, but I'm your dad. Dad? No, you're not! Where is he? What did you do with him? Did you eat him? No, I promise, Adam ` - I'm your dad. - Stop saying that! - (grunting) - (branch snapping) - And back off! Ooh, easy, killer. Don't twig me to death. And calm down ` you have nothing to fear. - Where did you get these? - Well, your mother sent them to me. I hate this picture. - That's you? - Yep. It's you, me and your mom. You were 6 months old. - Oh man. - (twig thudding) - My dad is Bigfoot? - Yep. - Could my life get any worse? - (light music) "Hey, Adam, your dad's famous, but not like a rock star ` more like a hideous beast - "that hides in the forest." - Hideous? That's a bit strong. - Are you kidding? You're a monster. I can see why you ran away. Whoa. I didn't leave because I'm a Bigfoot. - I left because I was being hunted. - Hunted? You see, a pharmaceutical company wanted to turn me into a lab rat. I left to protect you and your mother. We didn't tell you for your own safety. What do you mean, a lab rat? - Does your mom know you're out here? - Yeah, she gave me the address, and she told me to come out here, alone. - Adam, you're lying to me. - You and Mom have been lying to me my entire life. We had no choice. And you have no idea how hard it was on both of us. - What about me? - It broke my heart that I couldn't be there when you needed me. Adam, this is serious. - Tell me how you found me. - I found your letters. (sighs) You took a big risk coming here. Your mom must be worried sick. (humming) Hmm? - (grunting) - (tyres screeching) Hmm? (window whirring) - What's going on? - Just a routine check. Routine? It doesn't look that way to me. - Are you Shelly Harrison? - What? Are you a police officer? I'm gonna have to ask you to turn off your engine and step out of the vehicle. Hmm. OK. (tyres screeching, cars crashing) - Ma'am, it's futile. I suggest you get out of the car. - (grunting) She sent me everything. (chuckling) I couldn't get enough of it. She's so proud of you. - I always thought Mom threw these out. - Not a single one of 'em. So, what about me? Am I gonna be like you? No, you've got nothing to worry about. You're already 13, and-- - So what? - Well, you'd have symptoms by now. Oh, you mean like hair that grows a foot overnight? Feet that blow through the ends of my shoes? That kind of thing? I'm gonna be a monster? - It's not so bad. - How is it not so bad? Spending the rest of my life hiding in the forest like an animal? Slow down. What else do you have? The hair thing, the feet. What about your ears? When your adrenaline's up, does your hearing change? Sometimes it gets super-loud. Like a migraine or something. - When's the last time you shaved your hands? - What? Ew! Never! - But you shave your back? - No, I don't shave anything. This is amazing. My hands and back are where it started. By the time I was 12, I was waxing my back every weekend with duct tape. But you're different. It's like you've got all the good stuff, but none of the fur. How is any of this good stuff? There's a lot of good things about being a Bigfoot. You're standing on that leg, aren't you? - (screaming) - (tyres screeching) - (suspenseful music) - (panting) - (grunting) (magical buzzing) You fixed my leg. - How is that possible? - The healing touch, fast-growing hair, big feet ` - it all goes with the territory. - Holy moly. What are you? Some kind of hairy wizard? Ha! Nothing that exciting. We've gotta find out what else you can do. Hang on to this. - What's it do? - (door cranking) - ( screaming) # Where you belong. - (screaming) - (cheering) # Somebody new takes us along # for all who need... - (growling) - # ...just one more chance. # Do something new no one can do. # (groaning) (grunting) - (yelling) - (chuckling, groaning) - (gasping, panting) - (shoes ripping) - (ringing) - What's going on? - It hurts! - (buzzing) - (thudding) - (bugs buzzing) - (birds chirping) - (ringing) - (groaning) - Just relax. That was so irresponsible! You could've killed me! It's the adrenaline. Calm down. - (panting) - Take a deep breath. - (deeply exhales) That's it, and listen. - (birds chirping) - (woodpecker tapping) (light music) - Whoa. - (laughing) - It's a woodpecker. Focus over there. (birds chirping) (geyser splashing) - That's a... What do you call it? - A geyser. - It's like I can see it. The sound makes a picture in your head. Dolphins and bats have something similar called echolocation. Pretty cool, Huh? I guess. Well, Batman's cool; Dolphinman, not so much. And your feet, tell me you've tried them? Ditch the shoes, buddy. - (grunting) Ah! - What? - It's cold. - (laughing) Try to keep up. - Huh? - Whoo-hoo! - Wait! (gasping) # Where you belong, # dark days are gone. # Somebody new takes us along. Whoo-hoo! This is amazing! - Feels good, doesn't it? - Yeah, it's the greatest feeling in the-- (grunting) - (laughing) - # No one but you. # - Whoo-hoo! (both laughing) - (cheering) - (laughing) Whoo! Whoo-hoo! Whoa! Whoo! (groans) - Ouch, buddy. Oh, I'm so sorry. - (groaning) I should've warned you. You've gotta avoid smashing head first into the trees. (grunting) I think I'm done with Bigfoot lessons for the day. - There's one more thing. - Does it involve smashing head first into anything? Nope. I can talk to animals. - Are you kidding? - Just watch. (whistles) Hey, Steve, come over here. - (chirping) - (light music) (laughing) So what did you say to her? - (chirping) - (laughing) - I love it. - I just hear chirps. I guess I don't have that one. Give it a shot. The secret here is to slow things down. (chirping) Nice to finally meet you, Adam. You look better in real life than in your photo. - No way. - Yes way. - It works! It is nice to meet you! - (laughing) - You don't need to talk like that. They understand you just fine. What am I, chopped liver? Sheesh, he doesn't even introduce me! The trees talk too? This place is like a Disney movie! - Hello. - (branch snapping) - Oh! Trees don't talk, you stupid idiot. (laughing) That's just Trapper. (grunting) Enchante. Ow! - Oh, yeah, this is my lovely wife, Weecha. She's also enchante. - Ooh, hello. Nice to finally meet you, Adam. Your dad talks about you all the time. - Every real man has a son. I got kids on the way myself. All boys. - We don't know that. I can tell. How you doin', fellas? Gettin' big and strong in there? Good. I have to say, the kid doesn't look like a Bigfoot. - Trapper! - What? I'm just calling it like it is. You've all got eyes. This is a Bigfoot. This is a boy. It's Humans 101. Don't listen to Trapper. Nobody here does. Are you kidding? (laughing) I'm like the boss around here! Everybody in this forest hangs off my every word. - (laughing) Is he always like that? - (laughing) - What a place! (grunting) I'm starting to like it here. (dramatic music) - (growling) - (yelps) Don't run, and don't turn your back to him. (dramatic music) - Oh, no, he's a big one! - (whimpering) - (growling) - (suspenseful music) - Careful, Dad, don't-- - (growling) - (hands slapping) - (both laughing) Nice performance, Wilbur. 10 out of 10! Why, thanks. I've been practising. You jerk! I almost had a heart attack. (laughing) Nothing to be afraid of. This is just Wilbur. He's a big teddy bear, sweeter than a pot of honey. I am not! OK, maybe I am. - This is my son, Adam. - Pleased to meet you, kid. Over the hill. Oh, hello. - (panting) Two of 'em! - Whoa. Slow down, Tina. Breathe through your nose. (panting) I ain't got time to breathe through my nose! I'm talkin' about rednecks with guns! Hoo-hoo, hunters! (laughing) - Hunters? Should we hide? - (chuckling) That won't be necessary. I, my friend, am a connoisseur, and when it comes to hamburgers, this is a tasty piece of beef. I thought you got the fried chicken. My point is, whatever it is, it's delicious. New Falsies Lash Lift Mascara. The look of a lash lift without the salon hassle. Double curved lifting brush for long, lifted volume. New HyperEasy liquid liner, flex tip and no skips. - (animals panting) - We haven't had hunters in three seasons! Blue 32, green 180, hut! Yee-haw! You think that'd be cruelty to animals, but she loves it. (yelling, grunting) My point is, we're smarter than them animals, so they deserve to die. - (shotgun shells thudding) - (teeth chattering) (gunpowder rattling) - (squeaking) - (pecking) - That's the sign. (laughing) - Shh. - Mm. - (grunting) - (knuckles cracking) - (suspenseful music) It's a dog-eat-dog world, my friend, - but I ain't eatin' no dog. - (sticks cracking) Which brings me back to my hamburger. - That'd be a chicken burger. - (sticks cracking) - Whatever burger. - (stick cracking) - (grumbling) (suspenseful music) (hunters burping) (hunters laughing) - (growling) - (hunters screaming) - Oh! - I got him! - (gunshot banging) - I saw it first! - (gunshot banging) (dramatic music) (laughing) We got him, my friend! I told you dousing ourselves in that bear urine would make us in-detectable. Like the Invisible Man. Ooh, you were right about that one, buddy. All we gotta do before we mount it on the wall is make sure it's dead. Let's take a look. - Yup, he's a goner. - Whoo-hoo! I love destroying nature's most majestic creatures. - Come on ` get your butt in here. Selfie time! - (upbeat music) - (camera shutter clicking) - # We hunt, shoot, snap it. We hunt, shoot, snap it. # I'm gonna post that up on Facebook and watch the likes come rollin' in. Oh, don't you be tagging me! My wife thinks I'm down at the community college - studyin' to be an-- - (roaring) - (hunters screaming) - (dramatic music) - (growling) - Zombie bear! (upbeat music) He's undead! - I did poke it! - (acorns thudding) - Ow! Ow! - (clanking) - (screaming) (grunting) And stay out! - (laughing) - Nice shot, honey. (laughing) They won't be coming back for a while. Whoa. That was the best thing I've ever seen! (groaning) At least you guys know how to have a good time. Well, we make the most of it. - It's nice to finally have a dad. - Well, then, son, we've gotta make up for lost time. - All right, where do we start? - I don't know. OK, so, what's the best father-son - thing you can think of? - Hmm. Wanna play baseball? - Sure. Why not? You got a ball? - Hmm. - (wood scraping) - (light music) Whoa. I would have picked a different activity if I'd known you'd had to whittle a ball from scratch. Well, that's how things work around here. You have to rely on yourself. Yeah, I guess you can't just order it off the internet. What's the internet? You've never heard of the internet? Are you kidding me? Adam, I'm joking. I know what the internet is. Come on! I have tons of friends on MySpace. Things have changed a little bit. You'll see when you come back. Oh, Adam, I told you ` I can't. I'm sorry. I know how you feel. - Come on, son, show me what you got. - OK, Pops. - (grunting) - (grunting) - (wood snapping) Huh? - (panting) - (groaning) - (ball thudding) - Ow! - (screaming) - Whoa. Maybe we should try something else. - Hmm. - (cheering) - (water splashing) # Foolish like we used to be, foolish like we used to, foolish like we used to be. (both laughing) - Oh, not on the hair. - Stop it! You stop. (sighs) Whoa. That felt great. - (water splashing) - (laughing) - (water splashing) - (both laughing) Ah, come on out, I'll race you back. All right, old man ` bring it on. - # Stay foolish. - (upbeat pop music) (geysers roaring) (panting) Give me a second. What's wrong? Gettin' tired? Ah, you wish. Whoo-hoo! Hey! No fair! - # Foolish like we used to be. # - (geyser roaring) (light guitar music) (laughing) You totally cheated! (laughing) We'll call it a tie. Whoa. Did you make this? Sure did. So, do you play? Oh yeah. I love guitar! (guitar strumming) Yeah, try not squeezing so tight. Yeah, leave a little space. Yeah, yeah. Oh, oh, OK. Hmm. I think it's out of tune or something. Do you play or is it just to look cool? Well, you'll be the judge. (plays folk guitar music) - Holy crap! - Well, I've had lots of time to practise. Can you teach me how to do that? Well, maybe a little bit more rock and roll. Of course. I'd be happy to. (plays off-tune guitar) - You have to come home with me. - Oh, Adam, I wish I could, but it's not safe. We can keep you a secret. No one will ever know. They don't even know you're alive! HairCo will find out. I'm sure they've been monitoring you and your mom. They're relentless. I've seen it firsthand. When I was in medical school, I started studying my hair growth, desperately trying to make sense of what was happening to me. I discovered a rare DNA mutation in my blood was triggering a resurgence of Neanderthal features. Every day I was becoming more of a Bigfoot. HairCo found out about my experiments. At first they tried to hire me, but when I declined, my lab was ransacked and all my research stolen. That's when things got really out of control. They threatened your mother. We couldn't go anywhere without being followed. I knew the only way to keep you safe was to disappear. Why didn't they come after me? Don't we have the same, uh--? DNA, yes, we do, but when you were younger, the genetic mutation hadn't activated yet. I'm sure they found some of your genetic material when they ransacked the house. But back then, you'd have seemed totally normal. That must be why they left us alone. And it's the reason I can't come back. It's too dangerous. If they even suspect I'm alive, they'll stop at nothing to get what they want. (light music) (grunting) You! - What are you doing here? - All-day breakfast, of course. I jest. Please sit, Mrs Harrison, so that we might solve the problem of your missing boy. (sighs) He hates that photo. You expect me to believe you're here because of my son? - Oh, you got me. I don't care about your son. - (paper crinkling) But if we find him, we find your husband. My husband? He died a long time ago. You know that. Yes, well, no. Some new evidence has come to my attention. Please read the headline. READS: Baby born in a pumpkin. The other headline. Bigfoot? Really? Before he disappeared, your husband was working on strange experiments, studying hair growth, hair like we've never seen. Hair like that of say, a Bigfoot. Quite a coincidence, wouldn't you say? Your son happens to show up at the first Bigfoot sighting in 10 years? I don't think your husband was studying Bigfoot. - (suspenseful music) - I think he is Bigfoot. - (trashcan clanking) - (grunting) Ta-da! And you said I don't wine and dine you any more. - Something isn't right. - I thought you might say that. Perfect-issimo. A beautiful meal for my beautiful wife and my soon-to-be-born sons. Eat up, boys. No runts in this litter! Shh. I'm serious. What are all these black cars doing here? (light music) - Oh no. - (flies buzzing) I know ` he hates that photo. (groaning) (gasps) That's Bigfoot's wife. We're not leaving until we find him. Tear the forest down if you have to. - (sizzling) - (vegetables splashing) - Yuck. Looks way too healthy. - Well, it is. And it tastes good too. - Ooh, don't you have any meat? I'm afraid not. You kinda have to be a vegetarian out here. You eat one of those guys, and everyone starts asking questions. Oh, no, who ate Trapper? - Where's Trapper? Have you seen Trapper? - (laughing) You can try to reason with them, but nobody cares that he's delicious. I am trying to tell them, you know, a little salt and pepper on the old Trapper, it's so good. - They don't wanna hear it. - Huh. I see how that could be awkward. - Whoa, hot. - Hot but good, right? No, just hot. You have to admit, it's better than Mom's meatloaf. I'll give you that. What is in that stuff anyway? Car tyres, wet cardboard boxes and lots of ketchup. - (both laughing) - (hands slapping) (panting) We got a big problem. - What's this? - We saw Adam's mom. They got her locked in a trailer. - Shelly? - Mom? - Hold on. It gets worse. There are a bazillion dudes in suits heading this way. (suspenseful music) (branches crunching) - (sizzling) - I'm sorry, I... You led them right to us. And what's worse, you put your mother in danger! - Adam, what have you done? - I didn't mean to. Actions have consequences. You should never have come here. Well, you better do something. If they find Bigfoot, the jig is up! - I can fix this! - What are you doing? I'll tell them I'm OK. It'll be fine. No, Adam, you don't know who you're dealing with. (sighs) (dramatic music) Please be safe. - (bushes rustling) - Over here, you found me! Adam Harrison, the missing boy. Everything's fine. We can all go home. - (dart thudding) - (gasping) (sighs) (light music) - Mom! - Thank you, thank you, thank you. I'm sorry, Mom. I shouldn't have run away. And I should've told you the truth. There's 100 agents in the forest looking for Dad. Adam, shh, watch what you say. Don't worry ` they'll never find him. He's hiding in the tunnels near the base of the waterfall. Hmm. (chuckling) This is an all-call. All agents re-route to sector G16. I repeat, the prize is in G16. - I'm on my way. - You heard the man ` turn it around. Double time! # Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh. # Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh. (SINGS IN FIJIAN) (SINGS IN FIJIAN) (BOTH SING IN FIJIAN) (CHOIR SINGS IN FIJIAN) It's funny ` the whole world is searching for happiness. * The Bigfoot is hiding down there. - What are you waiting for? Get down there! - I hear something. - Hmm. What is it? - (geyser rumbling) - (yelling) - (water splashing) - (grunting) - (sighs) - (laughing) - Someone push you in the pool? - Adam! Don't hurt him! Please! Take her home. The boy rides with me. - Where are you taking him? - Don't worry ` we'll be right behind you. We're going to have a little chat. - (engines rumbling) - (dramatic music) (groaning) - (fist thudding) - (grunting) - One last chance. - Where is your father? - So you can lock him in a cage? Your father's DNA can help millions of people, people who just want a full head of healthy hair. So you just take some DNA and let him go? Not exactly. We'll be partners. Your dad will work exclusively for us. - Give me a break. - Adam, listen to me-- - He's not a lab rat. - He's my dad! - (sighs) It's becoming clear to me that you have no interest in negotiating. Light it up, boys. (fire crackling) - (dramatic music) - Are you crazy? Crazy is such an ugly word. - I prefer motivated. - You'll never catch him. There's too much forest out there. Oh, my boy, the fire's not for him. - It's for you. - (dramatic music) (humming) - Nice doing business with you. - No! - (laughing) Oh! (panting) - (suspenseful music) - (fire crackling) (car crashing) (gasping) Help! Help me! - (extinguisher thudding) - (grunting) (coughing) (feet thudding) - (metal creaking) - (grunting) - Dad! - Hang on! - (dart thudding) - (groaning) (gasps) No! Ha. So predictable. Dad, come on, please! (groaning) - (yelps) - (growls) - (tree thudding) - (groaning) (growling) (coughing) Dad! (helicopter whirring) (coughing) - Mission accomplished. So long! - (door slamming) (growling) (dramatic music) Wake up, Adam. - Wake up. - Dad? He's awake. Are you OK? - I think so. - All right, then. Take care of yourself, kid. - Wait. Where are you going? - To find a new place to start over. - You're just gonna leave? Well, not much left here for us, is there? - Way to go, man. - (light guitar music) Hey! Wait. Stop. (grunting) - Hey, I said stop! - (growling) - (yelling) - Huh? If you're gonna bite my head off, do it. Otherwise, I've got something to say! I've got a plan, but I need your help. It's your problem, not ours. This isn't about me; it's about my dad. I made the mistake; he shouldn't have to pay for it. So you want us to bail you out now? Nice. I didn't mean for this to happen. I just came out here to find my family. - I'm sorry. - Well, sorry isn't gonna unburn down our forest! If I could take it back, I would. But I can't. Please, guys, I need your help. When animals go up against humans, humans always win. I'm not gonna end up a bearskin rug. What would Bigfoot do if you were in trouble? Would he just walk away? Sometimes doing the right thing is hard. I'm not gonna tell you it won't be dangerous. But the only way we stand a chance is if we work together. Please, Bigfoot needs your help. The kid's right. Bigfoot needs us. I agree with them ` I'm in. All right, then ` we're in. Whoa, wait. We're not even gonna discuss it? I was gonna say in too; you just said it first. What do you say, Wilbur? Hmm. OK. Let's do it for Bigfoot. (dramatic music) (machine whirring) (laser zapping) (magical whooshing) Whoa. I could watch that all day. It's incredible. The structure of the hair is different at the molecular level. (groaning, grunting) Ooh, ooh, it's awake. Ah, good morning, my dear beast. Or should I say Dr Harrison? - (grunting) Let me go! - Uh-uh-uh, calm down. - (grunting) - (machine thudding) - Or not. - Get back! - (machines whirring) Oh, no, no, no, there's no need for that. Do you have any idea what that thing costs? (scoffs) I'm sure we've got another one. Ah, the benefits of being rich. This thing here, I have no idea what it is. - (machine thudding) - (electric zapping) But we'll replace it too. The only thing of value here is our new friend. You'll never get what you want from me. I'll fight you every step of the way. (laughing) No, you won't. You wanna know how I know? Your family is still out there. (grunting) Leave them out of this. Happily. I have no use for them. But if you make life hard for us, we can make life very hard for them. - That said, if you cooperate,... - (growling) ...I promise to take good care of your family. So, Mr Bigfoot, what will it be? (grumbling) Well, guys, it looks like we're gonna have to hitch a ride. Got it. (panting) - What? - More of a covert ride. Got it. (panting OK, we'll wait for the last trailer in the convoy. - Everyone ready? - I was born ready. Actually, I was born a few weeks early. I needed a lot of help to get started-- - Will you shut up? - Shut up. - Come on now, shut up. - Yeah. - What? OK, guys, it's now or never. Are you sure about this? - # Do we know where... - Now. # the light is the brightest? (sighs) This is nuts. Whoa! - Whoa! - (gasps) - # Do we know where the light is the brightest? - Wait! Hold on! - Wilbur, run! - What do you think I'm doing? (panting) - (grunting) - (thudding) - (metal scraping) (brakes squeaking) - Whoa. What was that? - Why don't y'all go check it out? Aw. Why do I have to go? I'm covered in latte! (laughing) You're drinking a latte? What's wrong with that? (sighs) Fine ` let's both go. - Hmm. - All right ` let's roll. # Do we know what we are? # Hang on tight, guys. This is gonna be a long ride. (chuckling) Check out Steve. He's loving it. (bugs buzzing) Whoo-hoo! This is amazing. - (laughing) - He probably got tired of pecking for a living. - (bubbling) - I've extracted the Bigfoot DNA and spliced it into the sequence. So what are you waiting for? This needs to be tested immediately. Send in the intern. (groaning) Uh, Dr Billingsley? Hi. I don't mean to bother you, but I really need you to sign my time sheet. - No, not again! - (dart thudding) - Ouch! I need to really call my academic adviser. (sighs) - Hmm. Hmm. - Oh. Oh! What's going on? My hair, it's growing. - (chuckling) - (both laughing) (sighing) (upbeat music) - Incredible! - It will be, but I'm still fine-tuning the genetic sequence. We're close, but I need more time with Bigfoot. We're closer than we've ever been. I want you working around the clock. Nobody rests, and nobody goes home until we've cracked this thing. Sir? (dramatic music) (engines rumbling) Greg, Gerry. What's new with you guys? - (chuckling) This guy drinks lattes. - Oh, come on. - You promised to let it go. - (laughing) - Well, lah-di-dah. - (laughing) - (dramatic music) * - (panting) - (groaning) - (truck thudding) Argh! Are you kidding me? - (laughing) - (can thudding) (panting) How are we gonna find him? - This place is gigantic! - Shh. Let me concentrate. (light dramatic music) (footsteps thudding) - (car engine rumbling) - (whistling) How much time do you need to finish sequencing his DNA? - The ongoing mutation has-- - (door slamming) I can't see him. We've gotta get closer. Steve, take out those security cameras. - I'm on it. - Everyone else, come with me. - (upbeat music) - # Never give up. # - (pecking) - (glass cracking) - (computer beeping) - Piece of junk! - (grunting) - (gasping) (light dramatic music) Hmm. (footsteps thudding) (wings flapping) - (pecking) - (glass cracking) - Sir? - Yeah, tech support? There's something wrong with the system here. All the monitors are on the fritz. Have you checked if they're all plugged in? Of course they're plugged in! - What do you say we smash it down? - Stealth all the way. Step aside, kid. Let a professional show you how it's done. - Where'd you get that mask? - Girl, there's a lot you don't know about me. Lick, stick and cut. (nail scraping) - (chuckling) Oh shoot. - (glass cracking) (glass shattering) - We've got a perimeter breach! - (alarm whooping) The wrong thing to do here would be to start pointing fingers. Careful, careful, there's broken glass everywhere. This is standard troubleshooting procedure. 90% of the time something is unplugged. Like I said, everything is plugged in! - (paw banging) - (gasps) Help! Tech support! Get down here right now! I'm so sorry, sir. I am in India. There is nothing I can do. - (door thudding) - (growling) - (gasping) - Have I been helpful for you today? Would you be willing to take a short survey? There he is. We'll have to go through that door. Watch out, Wilbur ` they're coming in! (dramatic music) - (door thudding) - (men banging) - Don't worry ` I got it. What are we gonna do? How do we get out of here? Check the lockers for anything we can use. Take whatever you can carry. - I need more men. - Get out of there. - Get them down here now! Jackpot! Does it make me look cool? Hey, no fair! I want the flare gun! Me, me, me, me, me! - Fine ` take it. - (giggling) - (flare hissing) - (groaning) - (flare thudding) (groaning) What? (roaring) - Hmm. - What? Maybe we should try something else. - Yeah, that's more like it! (grunting) - (locker thudding) - Ow! Watch where you're swinging that thing! (grunting) - (whimpers) - On three. - OK, guys, it's now or never. - OK. - One. - (grunting) - Two. - What? - Three! - (door thudding) - (growling) - (guards groaning) - Fire, fire! - (darts thudding) - Keep firing! Keep fire` Oh! - (door slamming) (dramatic music) - Gotcha, you little weasel. - Why don't you pick on somebody your own size? - (batons thudding) - (guards groaning) - (groaning) - (batons thudding) - (guards groaning) - Bring it on, suckers! - (batons thudding) - (grunting) (darts thudding) (laughing, groaning) (gasping) - No! - Get your hands off him! # Never, never, never, never, never giving up. (panting) - (feet squeaking) - (grunting) - What now? I'll deal with them. You go find your dad. Go, Adam ` go. (roaring) (upbeat pop music) - (grunting) - Over there. (panting) # Never, never, never, never, never. Never, never, never, never, never giving up. (tyres screeching) - (groaning) - (tyres screeching) - (guards groaning) Come on, Captain! - (car thudding) - (guards yelling) - (car crashing) - (guards grunting) (groaning) - Over there! - (growling) - (guards screaming) # Never, never forget you. - (door beeping) - Huh? - Whoa! Get off me! - (fist thudding) - (groaning) - (paws thudding) - # Never, never forget you. - # Never, never forget you. - Hey, Wilbur, - get me up there! - My pleasure. - (darts thudding) - Whoa! - # Never, never forget you. - Yup! Yee-haw! - (grunting) - (electric zapping) - (groaning) Whoo-hoo! - Don't move! - What? - You're under arrest. Y'all gotta read me my rights. - (darts thudding) - (roaring) - That is one tough bear. - (panting) # Never, never, never, never, never giving up. # (machine beeping) - Dad! - Adam? How did you get in here? Long story, but don't worry ` I'm here to get you out. - It's going to be OK, Adam. - What are you doing? Everything I did was to keep you safe. Not a day went by that I didn't wish I was in your life. - We've gotta hurry. Come on! - I need you to believe that. You've been a naughty, naughty boy, Adam. It's very lucky your father is a friend of mine, and friends forgive and forget. You're gonna have to catch us first. Come on, Dad ` let's run! - I'm not going with you. - What? I'm staying here. You and your mother are gonna be safe. - It's better this way. - What did you do to him? He's sick. You're killing him! He's here under his own free will. He can leave at any time. I'll be fine. Just go, Adam. Don't look so surprised ` we're partners, your dad and I. - I told you we would be. - Go on, now. - No, I'm not leaving without you. - (light dramatic music) - (groaning) - You promised not to hurt him! Hmm, treat our young guest gently. - It's time for Daddy to get back to work. - Take care of your mother. (dramatic music) - Hmm. - (drones whirring) (whimsical music) (groaning) I had the most beautiful dream. I could take the rings off my tail and link them together like a fancy magician. I could be your assistant. You could saw me in half, quarters, pennies ` whatever spare change you like. Whoa. How many darts did you guys have? Let's just say that I was over my limit. You'll never have to worry about anything again. Take it from me ` you're going to love being rich. (chuckling) Oh, man, the kid sold us out. He took the money and ran. Just think of it like he's away on a business trip, working hard to provide for you. Except he never comes home from this business trip. Oh, your father is a busy man. - You know how it is. - Well, business is business, I guess. - Thatta boy. Huh? - (grunting) - (glass shattering) - Stop him! Get the boy. - (alarm blaring) (laughing) Business is business! - (groaning) - (alarm beeping) - Huh? - (sprinklers whooshing) - Don't let it get wet! - Argh, my beautiful hair! Argh, my toupee! (guards screaming) - Security! Security! - Let's get out here! Shut down the fire alarm in sector 4 and open the doors! Security, shut down the fire alarm in sector 4! What? A fire? Oh no. (panting) - (alarm whooping) - Evacuate! Evacuate! Please proceed to your nearest exit in an orderly manner. - What's wrong with that guy? - Evacuate! Evacuate! - Security! Security! - Please proceed to your - nearest exit in an-- - Switch off the alarm right away! - ...orderly manner. - Evacuate! Evacuate! - (guards screaming) - Let's get outta here. - Stop it! Stop it! This is a false alarm! This is not a drill. Please exit the facility at once. - What are you doing? - Standard procedure, sir. Let me` Argh! Go! Oh, look who's back. Mr Sellout Moneybags. - Did you really think I'd leave you here? - Hmm. - (cages beeping) - Get these cages open now. - Everybody out. - Yeah! (giggling) Feel free to start with me. - (groaning) - (cages beeping) - I can't believe you're unlocking all these randoms before me! - Thank you, my dear. Mmm. Hello there, cowboy. - What are you in for? - Murder. - Just joking ` I eat carrots. - (laughing) You're funny. - (laughing) - Tina, get me out of here! This is not the time for fraternising with inmates! - Adam, what are you doing? - Come on, Dad ` I'm breaking you out. I told you ` I can't go. They'll always be after me. We'll always be hiding. I don't care as long as we're together. No, I won't do that to you. I'm not leaving. - If you don't come with me, I'll tell them I'm a Bigfoot too. - You can't. I've got your genes, I've got your crazy hair ` I've got everything they need. - Adam, no. - Either we both stay or we both go. It's up to you. But I need my dad, and I'm not leaving here without you. (sighs) You are one stubborn kid. (chuckling) I guess I take after my old man. * - (dog barking) - Where's Adam? You said he was right behind us. What have you done with my son? Calm down. He's on the way. As soon as he gets home, we'll be out of your hair. As soon as you leave, I'm calling the cops. (laughing) What are you gonna say? "Hello, police, my husband is Bigfoot, "and he's been captured in an evil conspiracy." - Sounds pretty crazy to me. You know, someone with a story like that probably isn't fit to raise a kid. How dare you! You should be ashamed of yourself. - Listen, lady, we're just doing our jobs. - (scoffs) Now, where's the can? You got a bathroom in this place? No, we go in the bushes outside. - (whimsical music) - It's upstairs. Simpson, come to the bathroom, right now! Uh, that's OK ` I'll wait until you're done. Would you get in here? What's going on? Sir, we're at the house. The boy's a Bigfoot. We've got the hair to prove it. - What? Fantastic! Change of plan, then. - Roger that. - (thudding) - (groaning) - (suspenseful music) - (gasping) That's not very nice. Do you treat all your guests like this? Just the ones that kidnap my son. - (guards screaming) - Evacuate. Evacuate. - Go on, get moving! - (bull mooing) Evacuate. Evacuate. Time to get your butts in gear. Evacuate. Evacuate. Evacuate. Evacuate. - Follow me, buddy. - Evacuate. Evacuate. - (door creaking) No more hiding. We're shutting this place down for good. - (grunting) - (gas hissing) (groaning) - (grunting) - (glass shattering, gas hissing, extinguisher banging) - (gas hissing) - (alarm beeping) (alarm whooping) Oh no! Come on ` hurry! - (door slamming) - (grunting) - (fist thudding) - (coughing) What now? There's gotta be another way out. Dad, up there. - Let's check it out. Follow me. - (dramatic music) (both coughing) Adam, watch where you step. Stay close. Keep on going. I'm right behind you. (coughing) (coughing) Up there. - (vent thudding) - (coughing) - (coughing) - Argh! - (wind whistling) (dramatic music) - (coughing) There's no way down. We're trapped! - No, Dad, look. - Zipline! - Zipline! - (grunting) (wires scraping, wind whistling) - (whimpering) - Oh shoot. - (light dramatic music) - (grunting) - (laughing) One way in; one way out. We're going home. Let me go, you big oaf! - (panting) - So, what'll it be? Shall we end this little charade and return you to your cell? He's never going back there. Argh! - (grunting) - (dart thudding) - Dad! - (dramatic music) - (groaning) You silly beast. You lied to me. You're not so special ` the boy has everything we need. No, please, leave him alone. You promised. It's too late now. - (growling) - (dart thudding) - (groaning) - (growling) - (darts thudding) (panting) - I would've kept you both, but I only need one. - No, please! - (groaning) - I'm sorry, son. - (grunting) - (suspenseful music) No! - No! - Argh, you animal! Oh really? It's you who is the animal. - (grunting) - (groaning) (chuckling) I hate to break it to you, but that's only a flare gun. It won't do you any good. Now, get back inside ` we've got work to do. No, you're out of business. - (flare hissing) - (light dramatic music) (explosion booming) - No! - Come on ` wrap it up. - (guards screaming) - (grunting) - (wires snapping) - (concrete cracking) - (suspenseful music) (whimpering) (groaning) Don't just stand there; pull me up! (groaning) No! - (Eastman thuds) - Ooh, that must hurt. (gurgling) Dad! Dad! (panting) Please, don't leave me. - (magical buzzing) - (gasps) The healing touch ` it all goes with the territory. (sighs) (uplifting music) # Do we know where the light is the brightest? # Do we know how to clear what the fear is? # Do we know how to feel when we crave it? # Do we know what we are? Look at that! He really is a Bigfoot. - You see? You never listen to me. I told you so! Ow! - Are you kidding? # Do we know what we are? # (poignant music) (crying) (panting, sniffling) - Adam? - Dad? (chuckling) For the better or for the worse, it looks like you're stuck with me now. - You know, Dad, I'm glad to be a Bigfoot. - Me too. I don't know how you did it, but that was amazing! I gotta say it, kid ` you're the real deal! - I guess I am. - (groaning) - Whoa, watch out, guys! You ` you should've kept your end of the bargain. - It did not have to end this way. - (gun clicking) - (dart thudding) - (groaning) Nobody messes with my family. Ha! My kinda woman. - Mom. - Honey. - (all laughing) - Hi, sweetheart. It's great to see you. No more hiding. - No more hiding. (laughing) Look what I found. (all laughing) Yo, dudes, metal! - (grunting) - (metal music) - Yeah! (fire crackling) (groaning) My research. My lab! (panting) (sobbing) My time sheet. (birds chirping) - (alarm ringing) - (light music) Ah, ah! Hey, that hurt. Don't you have a snooze button? You're gonna be late for school. Now, get up! - (alarm ringing) - (yelling) (yawning) # If you just let go,... - Yeah! - Argh! - # would the world stop spinning? Good mornin'! Allow me. - (toothpaste squirting) - Oops. Sorry. - Good to go. - Ew. Gross. - (sizzling) - Mmm. # Oh, simple souls like us have been chained up long enough. - (groaning) - Huh? How about a bearskin rug! (groaning) # Can you take for long? Mmm, he's so soft. (laughing) # Just stay foolish like we used to, foolish like we used to be. - # Foolish like we used to. Foolish like we used to be # - Hello, everyone. Whoa, Trapper, that's gonna to give me nightmares! Girls, don't listen to Uncle Adam. He's just jealous of how pretty you made me look. Now, who's doing my nails? - (giggling) - (chuckling) - And you thought you were going to have boys. - I never said that. - That raccoon will never change. - (laughing) Hmm, I could get used to this. I could definitely get used to this. Well, get used to it. We've got a lot of breakfasts to make up for. Ooh, gotta go. - See you guys tonight. - Don't forget your lunch. Let me guess ` meatloaf? - But of course. - (laughing) - New house rule. From now on, Dad does all the cooking. - (laughing) - You got a deal. - I'm not so sure on this one. (light music) - Well, well, well. What do we have here? - (sighs) Hey, Tony, what are you doing here all by yourself? Where are your bros? (laughing, snapping) - Calling in the cavalry. I guess some things never change. - Where have you been, mop-top? - (boys laughing) - You know what? I like my hair. Good for you. I'm serious ` leave me alone. We don't need to fight. You're better than this. - No, we're not. - OK, you asked for it. - (whistling) - (boys laughing) - What are you're gonna do, whistle us to death? - Just calling in the troops. (dramatic music) Remember ` I gave you a chance to walk away. Oh. (chuckling) Look what we have here. We're terrified! - (growling) - (boys screaming) (roaring) (boys screaming) - Thanks, Wilbur. - Just doing my part. Girls, Daddy is very proud of you. - What are you smiling about? - (bolts clanking) - No! You didn't. Let's check them out. (upbeat rock music) (wheels rattling) - (groaning) - No! - (yelling) - Ow! - Ow! - (groaning) - Ow! - Oh! - (groaning) Whoa. Don't mess with these girls. They take after their old man. Now, you better get back inside before somebody reports a giant bear terrorising kids in the city. Hi, Adam. - Hi, there. - (light music) - What was that all about? Well, uh, do you wanna walk to school with me? - I'll tell you on the way. - I'd love to. I thought you'd never ask. - Oh. Cool. - (shoe ripping) - Oh, no, not again. Whoa. What's with the feet? You're really different. I like that. Maybe it'd be better if I switch to sandals. We better hurry ` we're gonna be late. Slow down ` we've got plenty of time. - I really do wanna hear your story. - Well, where do I start? (light music) (upbeat rock music) Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air. www.able.co.nz Able 2020. - # Hurry up. - # We've got too much to see right here before we all get old. # I don't need your reservations ` I don't need you to be cold. # A simple feeling that's been perfectly revealing - # on the trouble that I've brought in the past. - # Hurry up. # What's done is done ` it's too late to bang our heads in the wall. # I don't need you to be patient, but I need you to be calm. # I know it sounds crazy, but hear me out. # Cos once you get lost, you can't get out. # It starts with a simple feeling # in our minds, a simple feeling. # Check those simple feelings # time after time, time after time. # It starts with a simple feeling # in our minds, in our minds. # All the simple feelings, # so simple when they're over now, # simple when they're over, # simple when they're # so complicated, but we need some time to come back down. # Oh, just take a good look around. # And hold on tight to these emotions. Won't you deal in peace? # Your souvenir I'll hold on to, not give up. # Fight for what you believe in. # Generates these simple feelings now. # I know it sounds crazy, but have no doubt ` # there ain't no past from which you can't get out. # It starts with a simple feeling. # (gentle music)