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hwp Dont worry. Its just a pack of wolves. Come on. Were almost rid of it.
- Caleb, its after me! - Grab on!
Run! Run!
No, Benjamin, we have to finish this. Come on. Help me bury it.
What if someone digs it up?
May God have mercy on his soul.
M BRANTFORD
1969 BRANTFORD, NEW HAMPSHIRE
- Hi, Alan. - Hi, Miss Magruder.
- Good afternoon, Alan. - Hey, Frank.
- All yours, Alan. - Thanks, Bill.
Get him!
Prepare to die, Parrish!
Hey, Parrish, whats the rush?
Hes go in to his dads factory!
Alan wants his daddy now!
Go ahead, Parrish. Run to Daddy. Well be waiting.
- Hi, Carl. - Hey, Alan, I gotta show you something.
Come here. Now, Ive been working on this for almost a year.
I got an appointment this afternoon with your father to show him this.
Go ahead. Take it.
So what do ya think? Ya think hell like it?
- What is it? - What is it?
Man, this is the future. If I can get Wilt Chamberlain to wear em...
I predict therell be a pair of those in every closet in America.
Thats gonna be the height of fashion.
Whats wrong?
- Nothin. - Alan !
Thanks, Bob. What are you doing here?
Ive told you before. This factory isnt a playground. Its dangerous.
- Dad, can I have a ride home? - Look, Alan.
Is Billy Jessup picking on you again?
Son, youre gonna have to face him sooner or later.
Look, if youre afraid of something, youve got to stand and face it.
Now, run on, son.
Carl, you should know better than to let the boy play in here.
Sorry, sir.
- What was it you wanted to show me? - Just a minute, sir.
What the devil--
Get an extinguisher.
Who did this?
Well?
I did, sir.
Just because youre a Parrish doesnt mean you can hang around my girlfriend.
- Were just friends. - Not anymore. Get him!
- Lets go! - Okay, Ive got his bike.
Jerks!
Wow.
Neat.
Alan. Are you home?
Oh, Alan, not again. Come on.
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-- - Prospered.
- I knew the damn thing this morning. - Youll know the darn thing tonight.
- All right. Lets go. - Sam. We have to talk to Alan.
- Well, were on our way. - Okay.
I told your father what you told me this afternoon. It wasnt just Billy Jessup.
Look, if Id known that, Alan, I wouldnt have--
- Its okay, Dad. - 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 youre ready to go...
to the Cliffside School for Boys.
- There. - Congratulations, sweetheart.
- You dont want me living here anymore? - Alan.
Its always been the plan that you go to Cliffside when you were ready.
I mean, Parrishes have been going to Cliffside ever since the s.
Even your Uncle Skylar went there.
- Look at this. Parrish Hall. - Its the main dormitory.
Oh, this is great. Kids are on my case here because Im a Parrish.
Just wait till Im living in a building named after me.
It was named after my father.
- Good. Why dont you live in it? - I did!
I wouldnt be who I am today if it werent for my years there.
Maybe I dont wanna be who you are. Maybe I dont wanna be a Parrish.
You wont be. Not till you start acting like one.
Get your coat!
I guess Im not ready for Cliffside then!
Were taking you there next Sunday! l dont wanna hear another word about it!
You wont. Im never talking to you again!
- Sam-- - Dont!
- Sam-- - What?
Nothing. Just--
- What are you doing here? - I brought your bike back.
You didnt have to. I was going over to Billys to get it myself.
I told Billy to stop picking on you.
You shouldnt have wasted your breath. Well talk about this some other time.
What was that?
- You heard it too? - Of course I heard it.
Come on. I found this weird game in the factory.
A game?
"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?
I quit playing board games five years ago.
