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Judy: We barely even knew our parents. They were always away. Skiing in St. Moritz, gambling in Monte Carlo, safariing in darkest Africa. We didn't even know if they loved us. But when the sheik's yacht went down, they managed to write us a really beautiful goodbye note that was found floating in a champagne bottle amongst the debris. Carl: [After a monstrous jungle vine takes his car away] FINE! TAKE IT!

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Caleb: Don't worry. It's just a pack of wolves. Come on. We're almost rid of it. Benjamin: Caleb, it's after me! Caleb: Grab on! Benjamin: Run! Run! Caleb: [urging Benjamin to help him bury the box] No, Benjamin, we have to finish this. Come on. Help me bury it. Benjamin: What if someone digs it up? Caleb: May God have mercy on his soul.

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Miss Magruder: Hi, Alan. Young Alan Parrish: Hi, Miss Magruder. Frank: Good afternoon, Alan. Young Alan Parrish: Hey, Frank. Bill: All yours, Alan. [holds traffic for him] Young Alan Parrish: Thanks, Bill. Billy Jessup: Get him! Billy Jessup: Prepare to die, Parrish! Hey, Parrish, what's the rush? Bully: He's goin' to his dad's factory! Alan wants his daddy now! Billy Jessup: Go ahead, Parrish. Run to Daddy. We'll be waiting. Young Alan Parrish: [he walks upstairs to see Carl] Hi, Carl. Carl Bentley: Hey, Alan, my man, I gotta show you somethin'. Come here. Now, I've been workin' on this for almost a year. I got an appointment this afternoon with your father to show him this. [shows him the prototype of the shoe he's been working on] Go ahead. Take it. So what do ya think? Ya think he'll like it? Young Alan Parrish: What is it? Carl Bentley: What is it? Man, this is the future. If I can get Wilt Chamberlain to wear 'em... I predict there'll be a pair of those in every closet in America

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Billy Jessup: Just because you're a Parrish doesn't mean you can hang around with my girlfriend. Young Alan Parrish: We're just friends. Billy Jessup: Not anymore. Get him! [they beat him up and steal his bike] Bully: Let's go! Billy Jessup: Okay, I've got his bike. Young Alan Parrish: Jerks! [wipes blood off his chin] Young Alan Parrish: Wow. Neat. Carol Parrish: Alan. Are you home? [Notices blood on his shirt and lip] Oh, Alan, not again. Come on.

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Sam Parrish: [trying of recite his speech] Hard work, determination, a cheerful outlook-- attributes that have exemplified the Brantford spirit since our forefathers first settled this town. Despite the harshness of our native clime and the granite of our soil... we have-- Carol Parrish: Prospered. Sam Parrish: I knew the whole damn thing this morning. Carol Parrish: You'll know the darn thing tonight. Sam Parish: All right. Let's go. Carol Parrish: Sam. We have to talk to Alan. Sam Parrish: [Alan is at the table eating dinner] Well, we're on our way. Young Alan Parrish: Okay. Carol Parrish: I told your father what you told me this afternoon. It wasn't just Billy Jessup. Sam Parrish: Look, if I'd known that, Alan, I wouldn't have-- Young Alan Parrish: It's okay, Dad. Sam Parrish: But I want you to know I am proud of you. I mean, you faced them, even though you were outnumbered. And since you took it like a man, your mother and I have decided that you're ready to go to the Cliffside Sch

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Young Alan Parrish: What are you doing here? Young Sarah Whittle: I brought your bike back. Young Alan Parrish: You didn't have to. I was going over to Billy's to get it myself. Young Sarah Whittle: I told Billy to stop picking on you. Young Alan Parrish: You shouldn't have wasted your breath. We'll talk about this some other time. Young Sarah Whittle: What was that? Young Alan Parrish: You heard it too? Young Sarah Whittle: Of course I heard it. Young Alan Parrish: Come on. I found this weird game in the factory. Young Sarah Whittle: A game? Young Alan Parrish: "Jumanji. A game for those who seek to find a way to leave their world behind. You roll the dice to move your token. Doubles gets another turn. And the first player to reach the end wins." You wanna play? Young Sarah Whittle: I quit playing board games five years ago. Young Alan Parrish: Sarah. [Sarah witnesses it.] It's gotta be magnetized or something. Young Sarah Whittle: Alan, look. "At night they fly, you better run, these

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Mrs. Thomas: I think a bed-and-breakfast is just what this town needs. Aunt Nora: Well, it's pretty hard to pass up, especially full of furniture. Oh, boy! I keep forgetting how big this place is. Judy, Peter, come look at this. I'm gonna put a reception area over here. And a bar over here in the parlor. Mrs. Thomas: That sounds lovely. I'm sure you and your kids are gonna be very happy here. Aunt Nora: Oh. Well, actually, they're my late brother's. He and his wife passed away just last winter. Is this something, or what? Judy Shepherd: It sure is. Mrs. Thomas: So, what do you think, young man? Is it big enough for you? Judy Shepherd: Peter hasn't spoken a word since it happened. Mrs. Thomas: Oh, my. I'm so sorry. How terribly awful. Judy Shepherd: It's okay. We barely even knew our parents. They were always away-- skiing in Saint Moritz, gambling in Monte Carlo, safariing in darkest Africa. We didn't even know if they loved us. But when the sheik's yacht went down, well, they managed

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Exterminator: I don't see any guano. Judy Shepherd: [consulting a book] He said it looked like that. Exterminator: That's an African bat. Some kid said she saw a bunch of those back in the '60s. But we don't get bats like that in New England. Judy Shepherd: But that's what he saw. Exterminator: Well, whatever it was is gone now. Bats aren't what I'd worry about in this house any ways. Judy Shepherd: What would you worry about? Exterminator: Well, personally I wouldn't wanna live in a house where someone was murdered. Judy Shepherd: Murdered? Exterminator: Yep. Little Alan Parrish. I say his father did it. There's a thousand and one places he could have hid the body in this house. Especially if he chopped it up first. Aunt Nora: Hey, up there! You kids don't wanna be late for your first day of school. Exterminator: Not a bat in sight, ma'am. Aunt Nora: Ya hear that? There is nothing to be afraid of in this house. Aunt Nora: I can't believe I have to see your principal after the first da

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Aunt Nora: If I get held up at the permit office, I'll give you a call. School bus should be here any minute. You guys still have your house keys? You guys listening to me? Hello? Hello? Judy Shepherd: What? Aunt Nora: Maybe I should wait with you till the bus comes. Did your parents used to put you on the bus? Judy Shepherd: No. No. Aunt Nora: Are you sure? I could drop you off. Judy Shepherd: No, don't worry about us. The bus'll be here any minute. Aunt Nora: Okay. Please be good today. Judy Shepherd: You do hear it. Peter Shepherd: Hear what? Judy Shepherd: Where's it coming from? [her and Peter run up to the attic and pull out the game] Wow. Let's bring it over here. Peter Shepherd: Weird. They're stuck. Judy Shepherd: "Jumanji. A game for those who seek to find a way to leave their world behind. You roll the dice to move your token. Doubles get another turn. The first player to reach the end wins." [Peter takes two more tokens, Obsidian Crocodile and Jade Monkey, inside the drawer

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Judy Shepherd: [she and Peter run back up to the attic] I bet those monkeys came from the game. The mosquitoes too. Uh-oh. I didn't see this part. "Adventurers beware." [Reads] "Adventurers beware. Do not begin unless you intend to finish. [The monkeys convene on the front lawn and then split up to go in opposite directions] The exciting consequences of the game will vanish only when a player has reached Jumanji and called out its name." Peter Shepherd: The monkeys are gone. Judy Shepherd: Good. Peter Shepherd: Put it away. [Peter starts putting the game away but Judy reminds him] Judy Shepherd: Wait! The instructions say if we finish the game, it'll all go away. We better do it, or Aunt Nora's gonna pitch a fit. We should just get through it quickly. I mean, there's no skill involved. No, you rolled doubles. You get another turn. Roll! Peter Shepherd: Five. [The monkey token moves 5 spaces] "His fangs are sharp. He likes your taste. Your party better move poste haste." Judy Shepherd:

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Carl Bentley: [calling dispatch in his cruiser] Gimme that description again. Radio: I said, red fur and long tail. Carl Bentley: [Alan jumps up on Carl’s cop car] Get down off of my car, please. And get up on the sidewalk. Alan Parrish: What year is it? Carl Bentley: It was brand new. Alan Parrish: No. What year is it? Judy Shepherd: Uh, 1995, remember? Alan Parrish: '95. Carl Bentley: You got some I.D.? Oh, let me guess. You left it in your other Tarzan outfit, right? Alan Parrish: Twenty-six years. Carl Bentley: Are you from around here? Alan Parrish: I was! But I've been in Jumanji. Judy Shepherd: Indonesia. He was in the the Peace Corps. Alan Parrish: [looking at Carl's badge and whispering to himself] Bentley. Carl Bentley, the Soleman. Carl Bentley: [About Alan, still dressed in jungle garb] Is this man related to you? Judy Shepherd: Yes, sir. He's our uncle. Carl Bentley: Does he always dress like that? Judy Shepherd: Well, yeah, he's a vegetarian. Alan Parrish: [notices 2 monk

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Judy Shepherd: Listen, I know you're upset and all, but I kinda feel we should finish the game. Alan Parrish: We? Why do you need me? Judy Shepherd: Well, just in case any scary stuff comes out. Plus, there's a lion in my aunt's bedroom. What am I supposed to do about that? Alan Parrish: What do I look like, a Ringling Brother? Judy Shepherd: But she'll be home soon. Alan Parrish: Won't she be surprised. I hope she's not allergic to cats. Paramedic: Larry, we need the wheels. Gimme a hand. Larry: Did we hit her that hard? Paramedic: No, it looks like another one of those weird bites. Larry: It's another one. Paramedic: Geez, that's over 50. What the hell's going on? Larry: Easy now. Judy Shepherd: Hey, look. Isn't that Mrs. Thomas? Peter Shepherd: Who's that? Judy Shepherd: The realtor. Alan Parrish: Quiet. Listen. You hear that? Judy Shepherd: Hear what? Alan Parrish: [they get into Mrs. Thomas' car] Get in the car. Okay, think. What came out of the game before me? Judy Shepherd: Ther

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Judy Shepherd: Ready? Peter Shepherd: Yeah. Judy Shepherd: Alan, ready? Alan Parrish: There is no "ready." [Judy rolls the dice. Nothing happened] Judy Shepherd: I'll try it again. [Judy rolls the dice again. Nothing happened] It's not working. Alan Parrish: Oh, no. It's not your turn. Judy Shepherd: Yeah. I rolled first and then Peter twice 'cause he got doubles, and now it's my turn again. Alan Parrish: No, look. Two of those pieces are yours, right? Whose are the other pieces? The elephant was mine. You're playing the game I started in 1969. I'm gonna have to play. It's not my turn. Judy Shepherd: Whose turn is it? Alan Parrish: Sarah Whittle. [All 3 walk up to a Tudor-style house] This is where she used to live. Peter Shepherd: This place gives me the creeps. Alan Parrish: We used to play on this porch. I knew she still wouldn't live here. Probably married Billy Jessup and they're living in a trailer park. Come on, let's go. Judy Shepherd: Maybe she'll know where Sarah went. Peter

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Answering Machine: Leave a message and the doctor will call you back at his earliest convenience. Sarah Whittle: Dr. Boorstein. Sarah Whittle calling. If you could call me back as soon as you can, I think I need to have my dosage checked. That event we've been discussing for a long time now the one that didn't really happen-- I'm havin' an episode here with the little boy that didn't really disappear. I'm sittin' in his living room... drinkin' lemonade. If you could call me, I'd really be interested in your interpretation. Thank you so much. He'll call me back ten minutes before the hour. Alan Parrish: While we're waiting-- [Alan pulls Jumanji out] Sarah Whittle: Whoa, God! Alan Parrish: Sarah! Sarah Whittle: No, no, no, no! Alan Parrish: Sarah, please! Sarah Whittle: I have spent over 2,000 hours in therapy convincing myself that that doesn't exist. See, what happened to you was so awful I made up that whole thing. Alan Parrish: Sarah, it was awful. It was awful. It was awful, it real

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Carl Bentley: [Carl finds his car smashed against a tree] Oh, my God! My car. Oh, my car. Radio: Has anybody seen Carl? Carl Bentley: I can't believe this. Start. Please. Radio: Carl, come in please. Carl Bentley: Carl here. Radio: Where have you been? We've got a serious animal control situation. Carl Bentley: You gotta get Stan and Willy on it. I'm headin' to the old Parrish place to check a suspicious character, over. [backing the car up] I should've been a fireman. Alan Parrish: Sarah! Sarah Whittle: [attempting to run away] Oh, get your hands off me! Alan Parrish: The game is not over yet, Sarah. Sarah Whittle: Well, it is for me. You are not in the jungle anymore. Stop this! You don't treat people like this. Sarah Whittle: [they're all in the library sitting at the table] Anybody up for iced tea? I'm gonna make some tea. [angrily pushes the sword into the floor] Sarah Whittle: [Sitting down to play the game] Alan, please. Last time I played this game, it ruined my life. Alan Parr

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Sarah Whittle: So even if Alan gets out of this, the same kind of thing's gonna happen over and over again. ll[Alan climbs through a window]ll When you carry around so much anger, it attracts a lot of negative energy. And things happen, like ending up in the jungle. That was no accident. There are no accidents. Alan Parrish: Whose turn is it? Judy Shepherd: It's my turn. Alan Parrish: Really? Great. Sarah Whittle: You might have told us there was a man in there with a rifle that hunts people. Alan Parrish: Well, I didn't know, okay? It's just a roll of the dice. Judy Shepherd: Is he the reason you didn't wanna play? Sarah Whittle: You didn't wanna play either, Mr. We-Started-Something-26-Years-Ago-and-Now-We've-Gotta-Finish-It? [Alan, Sarah, Judy, and Peter return to the library Judy picks up the chair] What's the deal with you and this guy? Alan Parrish: He's a hunter. He kills things, that's what he does. And right now, he wants to hunt me and kill me, okay? Sarah Whittle: Why you? A

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Gun Salesman: What can I do for you? Van Pelt: I want a gross of these. [hands him a bullet] Gun Salesman: You know, they stopped making these in 1903. Van Pelt: Damn. I shall need a replacement weapon. Gun Salesman: Well, there's a waiting period, and you'll have to... fill out these. [he places a stack of forms on the counter as Van Pelt drops some coins] Or I could fill these out. Louise. [Louise stops what she's doing and changes the "Open" sign to "Closed".] [hands Van Pelt a new gun] Now, anyone asks, you didn't get this here. You're not a postal worker, are you? [Van Pelt looks at the salesman as if to say, "are you crazy"?] Sarah Whittle: Alan! Peter Shepherd: Alan! Alan Parrish: Quiet. Okay. No! Sarah and Judy: Peter! Judy Shepherd: [Peter has successfully gotten the game back] Peter, that was great. Sarah Whittle: Are you okay? Judy Shepherd: I can't believe you did that. That was so cool. You gave me chills. Sarah Whittle: It was great. Alan. Alan Parrish: It's nice work. Co

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Sarah Whittle: Thank you. Come on. Judy Shepherd: What's going on? Sarah Whittle: Apparently there's a sale happening. [monkeys on a police motorcycle ride by] You just saw three monkeys go by on a motorcycle, didn't you? Judy Shepherd: Yes. Sarah Whittle: Good girl. Come on. [they go up to an ATM but discover it's out of service] Well, maybe we can bail him out with a check. Van Pelt: Thanks. You tell that sniveling coward from me, if he wants-- Hey! Get out of my way! Van Pelt: [takes the game back] Give me that, boy! Peter Shepherd: [Peter is trapped in a car due to a rhino crushing it] Hey! Help me! Get me outta here! Sarah Whittle: It's all right. Judy Shepherd: Oh, my God, Peter. Sarah Whittle: Come on. [They run to Sir Sav-a-Lot.] Judy Shepherd: [spots the game on a counter] There it is! Sarah Whittle: [she goes to retrieve it] Wait here. Van Pelt: [catches Sarah] Got ya, girlie. When Alan hears of your predicament, he'll come. Sarah Whittle: He doesn't know I'm here, so this is

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Carl Bentley: Turn the siren off. Right there! Alan Parrish: I got it. Carl Bentley: Okay! Van Pelt: Stop your cringing, woman. I could have shot you at any moment. Sarah Whittle: Then why didn't you? Van Pelt: You didn't roll the dice. Alan did. Carl Bentley: There it is. Hit the brakes. Hit the brakes! Alan Parrish: I'm hittin' 'em. Carl Bentley: Hit the brakes! Alan Parrish: I'm hittin' the brakes! Van Pelt: He should be here any moment. Alan Parrish: [the car plows into the store knocking shelves over and burying Van Pelt in paint cans] Sarah! You're all right? Sarah Whittle: Yes. Alan Parrish: Where's Peter? Peter Shepherd: I'm here. Alan Parrish: Oh, great. Self-help tape: So remember, circumstances are never ever out of your control. End of tape three. Carl Bentley: [using a hacksaw to free himself from the door] I got it. Sarah Whittle: Alan, talk to him. Please? Alan Parrish: What? We don't have time for this, okay? Sarah Whittle: I know, but he's a kid and he was trying to he

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Sarah Whittle: Shouldn't we play someplace else? Alan Parrish: No. I grew up in this. It's out there that scares me. Sarah Whittle: Okay, it's my turn. Judy Shepherd: Sarah, if you roll a 12, you win. Sarah Whittle: Okay, ready? Here I go. Alan Parrish: It's okay. Sarah Whittle: "Every month at the quarter moon, there'll be a monsoon... in your lagoon." Monsoon. Well, at least we're inside. Alan Parrish: Yeah, right. Sarah Whittle: Well, a little rain never hurt anybody. Alan Parrish: Yeah, but a lot could kill ya. Come on. Make way. Sarah Whittle: What do we do now? Alan Parrish: We get to higher ground! Sarah Whittle: Okay. Alan Parrish: Come on! Stay together! Peter! You all right, Peter? [a crocodile suddenly appears] Judy! Sarah Whittle: Alan. Alan Parrish: What? Saran Whittle: What is that? Alan Parrish: Ah! Swim! Go! Go! Sarah Whittle: Alan! Alan Parrish: Judy, swim fast! Move! Keep goin'! Get on the table! Peter, get out of the water! On the chandelier! Come on, Sarah. Judy She

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Alan Parrish: Come on. Okay, it's my turn. I've got it. Colonel Mustard in the library with a wrench. Clue. Alan Parrish: "Beware the ground on which you stand, the floor is quicker than the sand." Sarah Whittle: Alan! Alan Parrish: Help me. Sarah Whittle: Okay. Stay calm. Don't struggle. Stay calm. Alan Parrish: I'm calm. Judy Shepherd: Alan! Grab on! Alan Parrish: Pull. Okay, I got it. Pull! Sarah Whittle: Stay calm! Alan Parrish: Come on. Sarah Whittle: Oh, good! I got you. Alan Parrish: Stop giving me things that come apart! Judy Shepherd: "There is a lesson--" Sarah Whittle: All right. Judy Shepherd: "There is a lesson you will learn: Sarah Whittle: I got you. Judy Shepherd: sometimes you must go back a turn." [the floor becomes quicksand; Sarah tries to pull Alan up, but also gets stuck] Sarah Whittle: Did I hurt you? Alan Parrish: Oh, no. Sarah Whittle: Oh, dear. Alan Parrish: Oh, thank you, Judy. Thank you. That was quick thinking. Sarah and I would like to get out of the floor

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Alan Parrish: Sarah! Sarah Whittle: What? Alan Parrish: It's your turn. You can finish if you roll a 7. Sarah Whittle: I can't roll! Alan Parrish: Put the dice in your mouth-- Sarah Whittle: Judy! Bring the game! Hurry! Peter Shepherd: Judy! [Peter chops the poisonous plant in half with the axe] Judy, are you okay? Judy Shepherd: [pulls out the barb] I'm fine. Help them. Sarah Whittle: Come on, Judy. Gimme the dice! [puts them in Sarah’s mouth and she spits them out onto the game.] "You're almost there with much at stake, but now the ground begins to quake." [the mansion is separating] Peter Shepherd: Judy! Sarah Whittle: Oh, my God! Alan Parrish: What? Judy Shepherd: [the barb has injured Judy] I wish Mom and Dad were here. Peter Shepherd: So do I. Alan Parrish: Our only chance is if we finish the game! Sarah Whittle: It's your turn! Alan Parrish: Oh, my God. Get the game! The game! Sarah Whittle: No, I won't let you go! Alan! Van Pelt: [Alan grabs the two dice] Don't move! Stand up.

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Alan Parrish: Jumanji. Van Pelt: [last words] Huh? Alan Parrish: [louder] It's Jumanji. [Van Pelt gun crooks and fires] Sarah Whittle: [jumpa out in front of the bullet] No, Alan, no! [Van Pelt shoots a bullet which disintegrates as he and everything from the game gets sucked back in] Sam Parrish: [entering the house] I forgot my speech notes. Young Alan Parrish: [Hugs Sam] I'm so glad you're back. Sam Parrish: I've only been gone five minutes. Young Alan Parrish: It seems like a lot longer to me. Sam Parrish: See, I thought you told me you were never gonna talk to me again. Young Alan Parrish: [sadly] Whatever I said, Dad, I'm sorry. Sam Parrish: Look, Alan, I was angry. I'm sorry too. I'm sorry. Look, you don't have to go to Cliffside if you don't want to. Let's talk it over tomorrow, man-to-man. Young Alan Parrish: How about father-to-son? Sam Parrish: All right. Hey, I gotta get going. I'm the guest of honor. Young Alan Parrish: Dad? Back in nineteen six-- I mean, today in the fact

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Young Sarah Whittle: I'm starting to forget what it's like to be a grown-up. Young Alan Parrish: That's okay. As long as we don't forget each other. Young Sarah Whittle: Or Judy and Peter. Alan, there's something I've been wanting to do and I better do it before I feel too much like a kid. [She kisses him] Young Alan Parrish: They probably don't teach driver training in the sixth grade, huh? All: God and sinners reconciled. Joyful all ye nations rise. Join the triumph of the skies. Sarah Whittle: Merry Christmas. Wanna try one of these? All: Christ is born in Bethlehem. Hark, The herald angels sing Alan Parrish: [on the phone, to Sam] No, Dad. It's a new cross-trainer. It's doing fabulous. It's not a bra. It's a shoe. Sarah Whittle: Honey, they're here. Alan Parrish: Dad, I gotta run. Merry Christmas. We'll pick you up at the airport. You'll be the best Christmas gift of all. Bye-bye. Bye-bye. They're here. Sarah Whittle: Come on. Let's go. Alan Parrish: Pardon me. Jim, glad you could