Mmm, Red, I'm pretty sure this isn't how you make M&M's cookie dough. Trust me, Yellow, just one spoonful of mixture. Mmm. And it's into the oven you go. The oven? Red, baking your friends isn't the best recipe. Oh. Try these new M&M's cookie dough instead. Mmm, mmm. New M&M's cookie dough flavor. No baking needed. M&M's. More fun together. To listen without ads, go to GZMShows.com slash subscribe. There are kids in this world who are different, special. They fell through a portal and got lost in the 80s. And now their time is running out. Dad! Oh man, that blast of energy is causing the helicopter to get off screwy again. Hold on, is that... Oh, Brinley's little again? Brinley, get away from that open door! Whoa, whoa, what's happening? Why does everything suddenly look so, so fuzzy? Huh? What was that? Oh, Dad, watch out for Brinley! Oh no, Brinley! I'm coming, Brinley, I'm flying? Hang on, I'll catch you! You're a little heavier than I was expecting. Cyrus? Whoa, you're not little anymore, he switched back. I... how? It's okay, don't be scared Brinley, I've got you. You've got me, but who's got you? Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Brinley, I've got you. You've got me, but who's got you? Cyrus? How are you flying? It's... it's a long story, but I think I'm a witt kid now. Oh, what? Mom injected me with Angel's blood, we were hoping I'd develop the power to open time portals, but... Look Ma, no hands. Don't say that, you hands, lots of hands. If you quit worrying, I won't drop you, not when we're so far up. Oh, oh man, we really are high up. Don't look down, you're afraid of heights, remember? Distinctly. Oh, of all the superpowers, why did mine have to be ironic? Attention, Wittier Court employees, unidentified flying. Cyrus? Look, or maybe don't. Why? Dr. Wittier and Ivan and the child captors are on the roof. Won't be landing there, at least not on purpose. Cyrus, uh, fly Brinley to the helicopter. Good idea, Katie. And do not let go. I told you, I'd never let go. A little closer, take my hand Brinley, you better hold tight. I've got her. Great. Wait, I'm not totally in yet, gotcha. There, you're in. I made it. I'm alive. Come here you freak. I thought I lost you. Whoa. Uh, Cyrus? Yes, dad. Apparently I can fly now. Okay, raise your mom. She said she'd meet us in the field behind the loading dock. I'd feel a lot better if you got into the helicopter with us. Uh, I don't think I can pull that off just yet, dad. I'll meet you in the field, don't worry. I'm getting the hang of it. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. I'm okay. Whoa. Penn, Remy, hang on up there. These waters are pretty choppy. It's okay, Casey. You're doing great. Speak for yourself. I'm trying my best, but these waves are crazy. I don't want you getting tossed out. Something's gonna get tossed if we keep bouncing like this. Don't focus on the waves, Penn. Distract yourself with happy thoughts. Such as? Ooh, we can try singing. Maybe a nice sea shanties? I don't know any sea shanties. Lucky for you, I know lots. What do we do with a grumpy sailor? What do we do with a grumpy sailor? What do we do with a grumpy sailor early in the morning? Really, Remington? See, shanties? Pretty sure you're making us both nauseous now. Oh. Stop them with a bolt of electric power. Give them a nickname every hour. Casey and Penn, don't look so sour early in the morning. Remy, stop. Please, genuinely not help it. Okay, okay. Casey, any idea how long until we reach Neverland? I think we're close, but it's hard to tell. Hopefully we find River and Sam quickly. The sooner we get them back to the 80s, the sooner we can get the Anders and Brenly back to where they belong. Getting people where they need to go is my specialty. That's why they call me the guide. Jude calls you the guide Rembrandt. Not sure that's a point of pride. Still pretty cool nickname. Better than Rembrandt, anyway. Let's stay focused. If we can somehow get in touch with Cyrus, pinpoint his exact location, we can figure out a way to open a portal and make things right. Ugh, what's that? Looks like a couple of hoverboards. We must be close. Neverland looks pretty rad so far, huh Sam? It's certainly beautiful. Where are you taking us, Mila? We've arrived, actually. We call these the huts. Because they're huts. Well, yeah. Anyway, this is where you'll be staying. Are we sharing here? No, you'll each have your own. You guys can flip a coin as to who gets the mini-bot as a roomie. I'll stay with Sam. Thank you. Could've seen that one coming. She is a lot nicer to me. And I'm happy for the company, Cybot. And Mila, you've been really cool. Speaking up for us, letting us stay here. Don't get comfortable. It's only temporary. Neverland isn't meant for humans, especially ones associated with Adam. It's not like we're friends with this guy. He just told us about the island. And provided a hoverboard so you could get here. It was our decision to come. I'll go see about getting you some food while you figure out your next move. Thanks, Mila. I told you, this was a bad idea. Ah, why do you have to be such a downer? You know, I think you'd love it here. All those single, eligible girl robots out there. You know, pretty sure I saw the one with the headband checking you out. Shacking me out? She's into you, dude. Oh. Come on. Cybot, are you blushing? Stop. Robots can't blush. Can they? Are you just messing with me? I don't appreciate that. Well, we don't appreciate your constant lectures on how to live our lives. I'm only trying to help. You heard Mila. You can't stay here. And you can't be on the run forever either. You have to consider your futures. We are. The futures we want to have, not the ones strangers tell us to have. But you can't mess with destiny. The only destiny I have right now is with that very inviting lake we passed when we were coming in. The one with all those cool cliffs? Uh-huh. Up for a swim? Definitely. Cybot, you stay here. We won't be long. Wait. Take me with you. Someone has to make sure you stay. Safe. Cy. Gonna have to work on my landing, Cyrus. Son, you okay? Might have some turf in my teeth, but no broken bones. That I know of? Oh, Cyrus, come here. Cyrus! You were flying? Mom, you made it. Monica, it's good to see you too. Cyrus, the serum. Yeah. Sorry, Brinley fell out of the helicopter and... How did you know how to do it? I don't know. Katie, I saw Brinley tumbling out and then I suddenly felt dizzy and weird. And then before I knew it, I was in the air rushing to catch her. My hero. I was flying Sun on my bingo card, but didn't think I'd see you as a rock star either, so... Nothing should surprise me anymore. I'm sorry, Mom, that I messed up the experiment. I'm just glad everyone's okay. Amen. Is this rolling card what you went back to get from the lab? It wasn't easy getting it out of the building, but fortunately Dr. Whittier and Ivan were distracted by the helicopter. Well, if you risked your safety to grab it, it must mean there's something inside that can help get us back home. If I'm being honest, saving us wasn't my primary reason for going back. I don't understand. It's easier to show you than to tell you. Brace yourself, guys. It's okay, sweetie. You can come out. Hi, everybody. Holiday? That's not holiday, Dad. That's Adelaide. And Mom just smuggled her away from Dr. Whittier. Head on over to the GZM Rewind feed to hear me and the creators talk with special guests, including cast members and super fans. Shh, it's starting. GZM Shows Imagination Amplified Hello, I'm Deborah Goldstein, host of the game show The Big Fib. And I'm the sound effects robot, Lisa. Each week, we bring you a hilarious podcast where human child contestants have to figure out who's an actual expert. And who's a liar, liar, pants on fire? Just listen to these great reviews on Apple Podcasts. User Addy Kitty says, I love this podcast. Lisa is my favorite. User Ikebog says, Lisa is so funny. Oh my God, they're right. And User Icewolf says, more, Lisa, more, more, more, more. Interesting selection. Who picked these reviews? Not me. Okay, I guess I am the liar. It was me. And oh, look at that, my pants are on fire. They're on fire. For more fun facts and a few fibs, follow The Big Fib on Apple Podcasts or on GZM Shows.com. Oh my poor pants.
