:36:02
- my baby!
- Let's go.
:36:13
Private first-class Pickles,
reporting for duty.
:36:22
Good job, you guys.
we're almost there.
:36:26
- Dill, play nice.
- Its not much fun back there.
:36:31
we're doing okay.
That's some good hitting, Dill.
:36:36
Right about now my dad would
make me a fried baloney sandwich.
:36:42
l can almost smell it.
All crunchy ...
:36:46
Stop it, you're making me hungry.
:36:54
- oh, no!
- we can't see your houses.
:36:58
we can't see any houses.
we're doomed! doomed, l tell you!
:37:13
Mrs. Pickles,
can you identify this binkie?
:37:22
This is all Dill's fault.
Right, Chuckie?
:37:25
This never would have happened
if you hadn't put him in the wagon.
:37:31
Its not our fault
you got a naughty baby brother.
:37:37
He's not naughty.
He's just ... a baby.
:37:43
How can you be mad
just because ...
:37:47
... you're standing there
all naked?
:37:51
Im sure he's just trying to help.
:37:54
Its hot,
exploring in the woods all day.
:37:58
A little breeze feels good.
Just what l needed.