 No, no, no. That's Angelica's breakfast, sweetie. Uh-huh. Babies aren't allowed to eat reptar cereal. It's only for us grown-up people. That's Reptar. He's a tired old star. It's Reptar. Reptar? What? Mushroom brains to go see that, Pabram. I think this Reptar and I sounds like a blast. Let's take the kids. That costume. A mutant dinosaur that tears down cities and steals chickens as a role model for these kids? No wonder the world's in such crummy shape. You know something, Harry. I don't know why I took this job. I can't skate. I don't like kids. And if you want to know the actual fact, lizards give me the creeps. Maybe we got the wrong night and they'll play a hockey game. It's starting.