Viewer, beware.
You're in for a scare.
Goosebumps.
- [ Boy #1 ] Give me that. - [ Boy #2 ] Hey, that's mine.
Ew, you can have it. It's all slobbery.
You know, we have nothing to eat.
- Yeah. - Guess Mom forgot to go shopping.
Let's go see what's in the freezer.
I hate the basement.
Come on. Maybe there's pizza in the freezer.
I guess Dad forgot to change the light bulb.
Again.
Think of the good news.
In the dark, you can't see the spiders.
Spiders?
It's a basement. There are spiders.
Ah, get it off me. Ah.
- I told you. - Oh, I hate that.
- Uh-oh.
- Let's get out of here. - After we find something to eat.
What was that? A huge tarantula I bet.
I'm out of here.
Oh, Jon, here's your tarantula.
Oh, no!
What are you boys doing down there in the dark?
- Aunt Dahlia? - Yes.
Tommy, I remember when you were just this big.
And now you're both so grown-up and handsome.
Hmm.
I just know the girls are gonna go crazy for you.
When you're older.
I'm so happy your mom and dad called me.
We're gonna have a wonderful time.
Do you like to play cards?
I like Flight of Terror.
- It's a virtual reality game. - Oh, whatever.
Well, you boys go and play while I whip us up a little something.
- Hmm? - Hmm.
- She's weird. - You can say that again.
Is she really our aunt?
The weird one that Dad never wants to come over.
Then how come she's babysitting us?
Dad promised Mom a vacation before the new baby comes.
I guess they couldn't find anyone else.
Get 'em while they're hot!
- Oh. - Oh.
Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.
But these are fresh out of the oven.
They're moving.
Uh...
Um... what are they?
- My prize cookies. - What kind are they?
It's a family tradition. Your father loved them when he was your age.
Go on, try one.
Uh... go ahead, Tom.
You don't want to hurt my feelings, do you?
Thank you.
- Mmm. - They're prunes.
- Prunes? - Prunes?
They're good for you.
No cookies, no supper.
- Hey, these are great. - Yeah, delicious.
Can I have another one?
Of course. But I don't want you spoiling your appetite for supper.
I've gone to a lot of work to make my special pork roast with prune sauce.
Sounds great.
Do you think Aunt Dahlia is weird?
Maybe. But she is a good cook.
Yeah. I didn't know I liked prunes.
Yeah, me, too.
Did you hear that?
- What do you think it is? - It sounded like a witch.
Who was that?
It's just Aunt Dahlia. You wanna go see?
- Didn't you hear that?
- Yeah. So?
- What are you boys doing out of bed? - Well, we heard...
- Noises. - Yeah.
- Outside. - Uh-huh.
- And thought we'd check. - I'm sure it wasn't anything.
What are you doing up here?
I just wanted to check on you boys.
Now get right back into bed. You need your beauty sleep.
I don't want anyone to think I'm not taking good care of you.
Good night.
- Time to get up, sleepyheads.
I have a big day planned. Not a moment to waste.
I don't want a big day. I hurt all over.
I'm staying in bed.
Oh, my hip is sore.
My back is killing me.
Oh.
Hand me the prunes.
Oh, my back is killing me. Oh.
I'm sure it's nothing serious. Maybe a touch of flu.
How's Jon feeling?
Good morning, Jon. How are you?
- Pardon? - How are you feeling?
Flowers on the ceiling? There's nothing on the ceiling.
What's for breakfast?
My special prune waffles. Wanna taste?
- What happened to your hair? - Huh?
I'll wear what I want to wear.
What happened to you?
When did your forehead get so big?
Aunt Dahlia.
I'm sure it's nothing serious. It's cute.
It's not cute. I'm losing my hair.
I think we should call Mom and Dad.
Of course, we should.
Marge, darling, I don't mean to trouble you,
but the boys think they're getting some gray hair.
- Gray hair? - Could it be that new shampoo?
Of course. I told them it was nothing serious.
I'll give them each a hug for you
and we'll spend a quiet afternoon indoors.
I've invited some friends over. They want to meet you boys.
Now, where are those 2 cute boys you've told us so much about?
- The suspense is killing me.
Tom, Jon, come on down here, please.
Oh, I'm so excited.
- Oh, my. - Oh.
Can you come a little closer so that we can get a good look at you?
Don't be shy.
Come meet Lillian and Mimi while I get the tea.
- I'm Lillian. - Hi.
Oh, you're so sweet. Well, a-a-and you're graying up nicely.
- Excuse me? - Um. Oh, I'm silly.
Uh-uh, g-g-growing up is what I meant.
Jon, come and sit down. Let's get to know each other.
I'm Mimi. And I have a very nice retirement fund.
- Mmm. - Enough for 2.
I'm afraid we're out of milk. Who wants to go to the store?
- I'll go. - I'll go.
- Why don't you go, Tom? - We can both go.
- Yeah. - I don't mind going, too.
No. I can't have you both leave at the same time.
I need one of you here to entertain our guests.
Hurry back, Tom. You don't want anything
to happen to your brother while you're gone, do you?
- Yeah, Tom. Hurry back. - I'll be back before you know it.
Oh, good.
I'll be counting the minutes.
- Bye.
- Oh, watch your step, sir. - "Sir"?
Who was that? What was I supposed to get?
Oh, why can't I remember?
- Can I help you with something, sir? - Um, yeah, um, milk.
That's it. I need some milk.
What's happening to my voice?
Will that be all, sir? We have a special on antacid for senior citizens.
Senior citizens? Um, no, thanks.
Just some milk.
Antacid? What's up with that?
- Why is everyone being so friendly? - Hey, Pop, get the lead out, ok?
Sorry.
Oh, isn't he adorable?
I've waited a long time for someone so nice.
Dahlia, you work miracles.
Mmm, hmm, hmm.
Ooh. My Tommy's back.
- Hi. - Let's take this over to the kitchen.
I need to speak to Jon for a minute.
- Yeah, we need to talk. - Oh, don't go.
- Lillian and Mimi need you to play Bridge. - Fridge?
It's in the kitchen. Oh, Bridge, silly, it's a game.
Oh, we don't know how to play.
- We'll teach you. - Oh, we'll be right back.
But I really need to speak to Jon in private.
- It's a guy thing. - Oh, why didn't you say so?
Hurry back.
We'll be waiting.
It's like somebody cast a spell on us.
Not someone. Our own aunt.
- We have to call Mom and Dad. - Uh-huh.
Sorry, the person in this room is not available.
Thank you for calling.
If you like, you may leave a message at the tone.
She heard us.
Stay calm and don't panic.
- Jon, are you all right?
- Tom, are you in there? - We'll be right out.
The girls want to play Bridge.
Don't you want to play with us?
Fear not, here we come.
You weren't going anywhere, were you?
- Oh, no. - Just getting some fresh air.
The ladies are waiting.
You're the dummy. So you don't get to play this hand.
- I always said you were the dummy.
It's a good thing 'cause I have to go to the bathroom.
Again?
Didn't you just go?
Go? I haven't stopped.
Maybe I'll find something to change the spell.
Oh, huh...
- Where did he go to?
Little Jonathan is so adorable. And Lillian wants to marry Tom.
We've got it all worked out.
We're going to move to Miami and live next door to one another.
The boys will never have to be apart.
Nobody's getting married until you pay my fee.
- Then we'll talk. - Oh, well.
Don't worry about that. They're so delicious.
I'll write you a check right now.
Jon, is that you?
- Are you all right? - Fine, thanks.
- Where are you going? - Into the kitchen to make snacks.
You don't have to do that. I'll get it.
Oh, no. You've done too much already.
You visit with your friends while Tom and I go in the kitchen
and do something for you.
Tom, come on.
Coming.
What's to eat?
Forget that. We have to get out of here.
Oh, I'm hungry.
Ooh. I hate being old. I can't eat anything.
Listen. Mimi and Lillian wanna marry us.
So? Why fight it?
- We have to get out of here. - Too tired.
All I want is something I can eat.
Baby food? What's that doing here?
You know Mom.
She gets weird cravings when she's pregnant.
- At least it won't hurt my teeth. - What? We need a plan.
Boys. Tom, Jon.
- What's taking so long? - Uh...
Good snacks take time.
Oh, we have to think of some way to stop them.
Hey, Jon, this baby food is pretty good.
Tom, you're getting younger.
Baby food.
Your face. That must be the antidote.
- Give me some of that. - We're coming in to help you.
- No, uh, that's all right. - But we want to.
We insist.
- Quick, lock the door. - Uh-huh.
- Stop them from coming in. - OK.
You know you can't resist us.
Don't even try.
She'll feed us those prunes and make us old again.
1, 2, 3.
Oh, no!
- What happened to them? - Mimi, grab the baby food.
Lillian, stand by with the emergency prune juice.
OK.
Lillian, help me.
They'll be old again in no time.
No!
Tom, catch.
- No more antidote now. - Get away from me.
Don't fight it, Tom. You know you love prunes.
- Never. - We'll take good care of you boys, really.
Not the prune juice.
Throw the baby food.
Now...
Uh, nice to have met you. We must be going.
Yes, uh, we're late for Bingo, across town.
- Bye-bye. - Bye, boys.
Hello.
Hi, Mom. Sorry to interrupt your vacation.
- How are you guys? - Oh, we're fine. Really.
How's your Aunt Dahlia?
Aunt Dahlia's, um, showin' us a good old time.
- You wanna speak to Jon? - Yeah, let me say hello.
Sure. Hey, Jon, pick up. It's Mom.
- Jon?
Oh, no.
Um...
Listen, Mom. I-I've got to go.
There's a small problem I need to take care of.
See you tonight? Great. Bye.
Where did you find another jar of baby food?
I'm coming. I'll be right there.
Coming, I'll be right there.
Here you go, Johnny. A prune cookie.
Come on. Mmm.
Prune cookie.
You like prunes. They're good for you.
Delicious, too.
Come on, Jon. Don't be such a baby.
- Mmm.
Captioned by Grant Brown