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(kisses the toy frog; they then go through a tunnel and end up near the Renaissance Festival) Babies: Wow! Tommy: Phil, you did it! You wished us right into Fairy Land. Lil: Wow! It looks just like that pictures in the book. Tommy: Yeah, there's a castle and horsies and knights and- Chuckie: Oh, this is bad. Tommy: What's wrong Chuckie? Chuckie: What's wrong? Well, if they've got castles and horsies and knights, then they've probably got dragons too, and dragons eat people Tommy! Tommy: Don't be "ascared" Chuckie. If there were dragons, we would have seen one by now. Didi: I'm taking the kids in now. Are you two going to be okay in that thing? Stu: We'll be just fine Deed. Just because it exploded in the basement- Grandpa: Please take me with you! Stu: Pop! Stu: It's taken me four years, but I think I've finally cracked the secret to the perfect dragon: duel controls. Grandpa: Oh, you've cracked something, all right. Stu: The kids are going to love this. Didi: Now, we'll get you kids into Ye Old Day Care. Kids: Wow! Heralder: And now, let the jousting tournaments beginnith! Didi: Oh look! It's the good knight. Phil: Wow. Look it! Lil: Look at the sheeps (?) . What are you looking for Chuckie? Chuckie: If there's a knight, there's got to be a dragon around here somewhere! (cut to owner of the Renaissance festival (Mr. Koch), in his office at his desk; his secretary enters) Secretary: Uh, Mr. Koch. Your dragon is here. Mr. Koch: Boy, I hope Stu didn't go overboard again this year. (pulls open the blinds to see Stu and Grandpa struggling to get into the metal dragon) Secretary: Man overboard! Mr. Koch: Can't we fire him? Secretary: He's a volunteer, sir. Mr. Koch: Well, ya get what you pay for. Didi: Oh, uh, raiseth thy gate, good sir, that I might droppeth off my ki-, kidseth. Gate Keeper: Yeah, whatever lady. (opens the gate) Didi: Okay, kids. You play here. I'll be just over there in the stained glass booth, uh, staining glass. (she leaves with the stroller; the gate closes) Tommy: I like Fairy Tale Land. They've got castles and funny clothes and- Chuckie: Dra-, dra-, dra-, dragons!!!! Yah!!!! Babies: Wow! Stu: Pop, don't play with the buttons! Phil: It really is a dragon. Lil: And he's fighting your dad. Phil: Your dad sure is brave! Stu: Here Pop. Let me help you. Chuckie: Oh no, I think that dragon's eating your dad! Tommy: Don't be silly Chuckie. He's probably just- Stu: Woahh! Tommy: Oh no! The dragon's eating my dad. (all the babies start to cry) Stu: Pop, push that button on your right. Stu: Your, your other right. Lil: Way to go Phillip! Phil: What? Lil: You're the one that wished us into Fairy Tale Land. You should have known there'd be dragons and stuff, and they would eat Tommy's dad. Phil: Well, it was your frog, Lillian. Lil: Well, you kissed it Phillip! Tommy: Hey, you guys. Stop squabbling. Look! Chuckie: Huh! The good knight! I bet he can spear the dragon and save your dad! Tommy: Come on! We've got to get out of here. Stu: Okay now, if I just push in the clutch and pop it into first. Stu: Ow! Grandpa: Nimbskull! Stu: Ow! Grandpa: Feather brain! Stu: Ow! Grandpa: Nincompoop! Mr. Koch: (looking out the window) Aw, that's it. I'm bringing in a professional. Reptar: Hey, that's me. Tommy: See you guys? All centers have a good place for coming out. You just got to use your head. Chuckie: Look, there he is! (they see the good knight, and run towards him; the metal dragon breaks down the fence behind them) Knight: Hmmph. Finally I get to have a little fun. (puts down his helmet and charges) Stu: Oh no! The kids! Hang on Pop! (rushes forward) Knight: Woah, woah, woah big fellow. Chuckie: Oh no, they're coming right at us. Waaahhh! Stu: Incoming! Knight: Woaaah! Lil: Oh no! It didn't work! Chuckie: Forget the good knight. Look! Lil: A frog! Phil: It might be magic! Chuckie: Kiss it Phil! Tommy: Come on you guys! Tommy: Where did he go? Stage Actor: Rapunzel, Rapunzel. Let down your (frog jumps into his hand).... frog?! Ick! Stage Actor: Huh? Gate Keeper: Aw, there you are. You little scamps had me lookin' all over the place! (brings the kids back to the day care center; the gate closes and the dragon runs through the daycare and knocks down some more buildings; people scream as they try to get out of the way) Mr. Koch: (to Reptar) He's already turned my best knight into a rusty pile of scrap, and now look at what he's doing to my playground. Reptar: How many people have to get hurt before they realize that being a guy in a big green suit is no job for an amateur. Look Neville , now it's too late to help him. Mr. Koch: There's an extra ten bucks in it for you if you can stop him. Reptar: Ten bucks? Why didn't you say so. (puts his costume head on) Chuckie: Phil, wish for the good knight to come back! Lil: No, wish for the dragon to spit up! Tommy: Save my daddy Phil! Phil: You know what I really wish? I wish Reptar "was" here! He could beat anybody. (kisses the frog) Lil: That's a dumb wish Phillip! Stu & Grandpa: Help! Hey, hey! Help! Reptar: Don't worry buddy. I'll get you out of there. Stu: (inside) Come out, it won't open You need to take off the head. Mr. Koch: Pickles, that was one heck of a show. Now remember, next year it's you and the Reptar guy. Rematch of the century. Stu: Great Mr. Koch. I think by next year, I can fine tune the wing rutters and get this baby flying like a real dragon. Then I can get some real aerodynamic stuff going, you know, wing walking. Tommy: (in the car) Thanks for saving my dad Phil. Chuckie: Good job. Lil: You did so good Phillip. Phil: Nah, you can thank Reptar. He's the real hero.
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