Why don't we see about
getting you a car.
- Couldn't she sleep here, Daddy?
- No. That's a big no.
- Are you really a princess?
- Not yet.
But...
...I will be soon.
Wow, Dad.
She's really sleepy.
Oh, no.
That's not acceptable. No.
You're not really gonna
make her go, are you, Daddy?
I want you to go to bed.
But I think she might be
a real princess.
Morgan, just because she has on a funny
dress, doesn't mean she's a princess.
She is a seriously confused woman
who's fallen into our laps.
- So we're not going to let her stay?
- No.
Put on your nightgown
and go to sleep.
Good night, OK?
Hi. I need a car
at 116th and Riverside, please.
- Hold, please.
- Thank you.
Hello, sir.
Destination, please.
Sir?
- Morgan.
- What?
I want you to sleep
in my room tonight.
- Why?
- Just come on.
All right.
Fear not, Giselle!
I will rescue you!
Yeah, but who's
gonna rescue me?
- All right, let's close it up.
- Whoa!
- Hey, buddy! You ain't...
- Silence!
Guys, I got it.
- Your name, peasant! Quickly!
- Arty.
Are you in league with
the wicked old hag who sent
my poor Giselle
to this foul place, Arty?
Is this man party
to this evil plot, chipmunk?
- Uh-oh.
- Aw, poor chipmunk.
Speechless in my presence.
What say you, sir?
Don't try my patience.
- What are you talking about?
- I seek a beautiful girl.
My other half,
my one coquette,
the answer
to my love's duet.
I'd like to
find one of them too.
Then keep a wary eye out, Arty.
- Come along, Pip.
- Are you OK?
Hey!
Hey! Get off the car, you nut!
Did you see that chipmunk?
Oh, my.
This just won't do.
Whoa!
Oh, my goodness.
Are you all right?
Oh.
Hello.
Oh...
Well, it's always nice
to make new friends.
All right, everyone,
let's tidy things up.
 Come, my little friends as we all sing
a happy little working song
 Merry little voices
Clear and strong
 Come and roll your
sleeves up so to speak
 And pitch in cleaning
crud up in the kitchen
 As we sing along
 Trill a cheery tune in the tub
as you scrub a stubborn mildew stain
 Pluck a hairball
from the shower drain
 To that gay refrain
of a happy working song
 We'll keep singing
without fail
 Otherwise we'd spoil it
 Hosing down the garbage pail
and scrubbing up the toilet
 How we all enjoy letting loose with
a little "la da dum dum dum"
 While we're emptying the vacu-um
 It's such fun
-  To hum a happy working song
-  Ooh
 A happy working song
 Oh, how strange
a place to be
 Till Edward comes for me
 My heart is sighing
 Still, as long as I am here
 I guess a new experience
 Could be worth trying
 Hey, keep drying
 You can do a lot
when you've got such
 A happy working tune to hum
 While you're sponging up
the soapy scum
 We adore each filthy chore
that we determine
 So, friends even though
you're vermin
 We're a happy working throng
 Singing as we fetch
the detergent box
 For the smelly shirts
and the stinky socks
 Sing along
 If you cannot sing
Then hum along
 As we're finishing
our happy working song 
Ah.
Wasn't this fun?
- Wake up, wake up!
- What?
- Wake up!
- What is it?
- Come, you have to come see!
- What is it?
I can't tell you.
You have to come see!
What's wrong? Are you OK?
- Yes. What is it, Morgan?
- Look!
Oh, my gosh. Get out! Out!
- What do I do with them?
- Get them outside.
- Get rid of them.
- Put them back?
Put them outside!
Don't put them back.
Open the door!
Good! Watch out!
- Stay there.
- But, Dad.
Shh. Stay there.
- Hello.
- Come in!
- Yeah, can I...
- Oh. Good morning, Robert.
Oh! That's too thoughtful of you.
Thank you! Oh, I hope
you had nice dreams.
- I think I'm still in