-[boy grunts] -[phone dings]
Hold all my calls.
-[giggling] -[lullaby plays]
♪ Boss Baby ♪
♪ I'm the Boss, Boss Baby, boss, boss Boss Baby, boss, boss ♪
♪ Watch a itty-bitty kid get large ♪
♪ I'm the big Boss Baby in charge ♪
♪ Stroller rolling Up and down the boulevard ♪
♪ I'm the big Boss Baby in charge ♪
♪ I run this house, I rule this crib ♪
♪ Change my diaper, son Where's my bib? ♪
♪ Don't pacify You just got to pay me ♪
-♪ Who's in charge? ♪ -♪ Me, the Boss Baby ♪
[mobile whirring]
-Ooh! -Ooh, look, look, look, look, look!
-Oh, wow! -Whoo, boy! Look at this!
-[parents exclaiming] -[Mayor] Whoa-ho-ho, that's nice!
[Marsha] Everything's state-of-the-art,
from safety features like soft-edged tables...
[giggling, grunts]
-...to Santino the Sanitizing Elephant... -[sneezes]
[giggling]
...to Argie the Friendly Cyclops!
He's actually a smell sensor for when it's time to change
those disgusting baby droppings.
Love it!
Oh, I love my new Bubbeezee playroom!
What do you think, Boss Baby?
Anything that reduces parental stress is good for baby love.
-[giggles] -Safety, sanitation, edutainment...
Way to cover the bases, Bubbeezee.
What are the penguins for?
For waddling around and making me giggle all day.
Oh! [giggling]
Oh, look at that!
[softly] Ooh, the penguins are the best part.
They're little security guards.
-Kel, look at your boy over there. -[penguins screeching]
Jarreau, no! Electricity is real!
-[cooing] -[penguins screeching, chirping]
Oh, that's what they're for!
I'm never a naughty baby, so I wouldn't have known.
Parenting is so easy with Bubbeezee.
But wouldn't it be cheaper just to, you know, watch them?
[sucks in breath] Ooh, remind me how your baby broke his arm again, Ted.
Was it from watching him too much?
Uh...
Mm, it's all right. Babies wander.
Anytime I turn my back, this little piggy tries to go to market,
if you know what I mean. [laughs]
But no more.
The pièce de résistance.
With these Invisiblocker bracelets, you can rest assured
that baby will always stay where baby belongs.
Just watch!
[squealing]
-[Marsha] Baby want a cookie? -[cooing]
-[alarm blaring] -[laughing]
Oh, gets me every time.
I love falling for that. [grunts]
[Marsha shouting] Just punch in the code to release!
-[alarm stops] -Then grab your baby...
put them back in the room, waggle your finger...
and feel good knowing your babies are safer than they'd be
in your droppy arms.
Now, cuff up those wrists! [laughs]
Just kidding. They love it!
-It's like fun jewelry for them. -[growling]
I know it's kind of silly, but if it stops another broken arm...
-[bracelet chirps] -[Ted] Cool.
You look like a sweet space businessman from the future.
Follow me.
I have the scoop on all the latest Bubbeezee products.
[keypad beeping]
Boss Baby, come meet Clangclang the Rhythm Bear-or-Monkey.
No one knows what he is, but he's super-fun, most def!
-When in baby Rome... -[monitor chiming]
Make it quick, Stace.
You're gonna wanna hear this now, Boss!
You know how bad Hermano Menor CEO Baby's been struggling?
[Hermano] What is that?
Someone doesn't like a baby?
What are our options?
Do we have options?
Staci! Tell me Boss Baby is coming in for that interview!
[gasps] Cream of rice!
Dang it! I wanted to break the news myself.
But, yeah, that Dr. Kevin mission you pulled off
really wowed the CEO and the board.
And now they want you back at Baby Corp!
[inhales] I mean, if you're still interested.
Um, let me think. Yes, of course! Give me! I wanna be productive!
CEO still has to give you an official job interview,
but that's just a formality.
Appointment's in 20 minutes.
Where can we chupie in and get you?
Krinkle's house, upstairs playroom.
[Staci] Copy that!
Fellow playgroupers--
-[rhythmic clapping] -[cymbals clanging]
-[Mega Fat] Oh! -Good.
[penguins chirping]
I have an announcement.
A thank-you, really.
I got the call.
I'm going back to Baby Corp!
[babbles]
No need to miss me.
I'm not out of the playgroup, I'll merely be employed.
Whoo! Just saying that turns my blood into electric gold!
So, you're super-excited to go back to the place
that was foolish enough to fire you in the first place?
And you're sure that's where your spiritual
and emotional life's journey is taking you?
Yes, of course I'm sure.
-I-- -[monitor chiming]
Guys? I thought you were on your way.
[Jimbo] Small hiccup.
Our chupies won't let us chupie to where you are.
We've got interference.
You guys running any electromagnetic gizmos over there?
-[penguins chirping] -Oh, yeah, big-time.
Well, we got spit out downtown, and your interview's in 18 minutes.
I'll be there in five.
Sayonara, loyal friends!
See you at the closing bell--
-[grunts] -[alarm blaring]
-[penguins screeching] -Hang on, buddy! Daddy's here!
Type the deactivation code into the keypad.
-It's so easy! -[beeping]
-[keypad buzzes] -Shoot! I messed up!
To start over, hit two-five seven times, followed by the star key.
-What? Uh... -[stammers] Here, I'll do it.
[beeping]
-[Ted shouts] -Like I said, it's so easy with Bubbeezee!
For most people.
Okay, now you chill out right here where it's safe, little dude.
[keypad beeps, chimes]
[Mega Fat babbles]
The magnetic fence, the penguins...
the cyclops that spies on your poos,
which, when I say it out loud, sounds incredibly invasive.
This is no playroom.
This is a maximum security baby prison!
Or... are you just projecting, Boss Baby?
Perhaps the real prison is the one built around your heart
when Baby Corp fired you.
And happy good playtime is your key!
-What kind of prison is this fun? -[Taffeta giggling]
One where they don't want you to realize you're in prison.
Huh, well played, Bubbeezee.
Buskie, gonna need you to chew off my wristband.
[shouts, babbles]
[penguins chirping]
[Buskie grunts]
Security's too tight.
We can use that.
Mega Fat, how good's that poop detector?
My uh-oh-covered heinie has never been attended to so quickly.
Perfect. Shover, make it sloppy.
[squeals]
-What do you mean you can't go? -[crying]
That's good you're scared of the cyclops.
Use that! Let the fear push everything out of you.
-Give me a 20-wipe mess! -[whimpers]
-[whimpers, screams] -[wet farting]
-Yes! -[farting continues]
-[alarm blaring] -[Marsha] Whuh-oh!
Cyclops' alarm says Hae-Sook's baby dropped a clanger!
[Hae-Sook] I heard a rumor my big boy baked an order of tushy tots!
[gasps]
Baby gate? [scoffs] Child's play.
[grunts] Ha! [grunting] Oh!
[grunting]
What the goo-gah? [grunts]
-It's like baby flypaper! -[monitor chiming]
Yo, Boss, where are you?
You said five minutes!
I'm stuck.
This Bubbeezee baby-proofing is the toughest I've ever seen.
Windows-- all code locked.
Front door-- a brutal-looking spinny knob cover.
No baby could beat this.
Wait! Mail slot's in doorknob range.
If you had a long enough arm...
Get Templeton out of school!
Bubbeezee never banked on babies working with big kids.
-[line rings] -[man] Kulkelka Canyon School.
Go, Kazooers!
[in deep voice] Yes, hello. This is Janice Templeton.
I'm afraid Timmy's Uncle Max got mangled by a bobcat
and I need him to meet me ASAP.
Also this is his dad, and he's gotta see the butt doctor!
Oh! Oof!
[gasps, straining] Hmm?
[keypad beeping]
-[chimes, alarm blaring] -Huh?
Oh! [strains]
Knock it off, snitches! What did I do wrong?
Aah! Oh!
-Jinjja? -[keypad beeping]
-[Boss yelps] -[Ted] That's my boy's alarm!
Anything wrong, Hae-Sook?
False alarm!
Sorry, kid. Let it make you tough, like an animal.
Bones, Aegi.
[keypad beeps, chimes]
I got a job interview that evaporates in under 15 minutes.
You've come through big for me before, but this baby versus Bubbeezee breakout
may be this playgroup's toughest test yet.
Oh, I love tests! Here's one.
Boss Baby takes Baby Corp off his plate.
Now he has an empty plate.
Question: what do you call that?
-Off-topic. -[imitates buzzer]
The answer is freedom!
So, you're not helping me?
I am helping you... by not helping you.
-[scatting] -[babies babble]
No, ignore Mega Fat!
I'm leaving this house.
If you're wondering why you should stick your neck out for me,
just remember, what's good for Baby Corp is good for all babies.
And I'm good for Baby Corp.
Now, who's got my back?
[shouts]
Jarreau, love the initiative, still need a plan.
-[alarm blaring] -[gasps] No, no, no, no!
You're just going to get the parents up here.
[penguins chirping]
[screaming]
[Kel] Jarreau!
-[Jarreau crying] -Shut this noise down!
We've got to protect his hearing. He has a future in the percussive arts!
Deactivating is so easy with Bubbe--
-Just shut it off! -Okay, jeez.
-[alarm stops] -Are you okay?
Do your ears work?
Drumroll my face if you can hear me.
[sighs] Oh!
Lock up when you're done comforting your little runaway.
Seal the deal, Showbiz.
You don't want this back on, do you?
I hear you.
Uh...
no one has to know, right?
That sticky baby gate should hold you guys plenty fine.
Bones.
One obstacle down.
Let's get to work.
Mom! Where are you?
Please tell me Uncle Max is okay before we go to the butt doctor!
-[zaps] -[Staci] Psst!
What are you guys doing here? Have you seen my mom?
There is no "your mom."
I called to get you out of school.
You had me worried about my second favorite uncle for nothing?
Yeah?
And on kabob day?
That means I miss the school-wide hamburger sword fight! [grunts]
Calm down, man! Your brother needs you.
Get this to him. He's stuck at Krinkle's.
And he needs to get to Baby Corp for a job-back interview.
Wait, really?
-That's awesome. What's the plan? -[vocalizes "I don't know"]
We gotta get back to make sure the CEO doesn't blow the office to bits
before your brother even gets his interview.
Have fun fixing everything. Bye!
But what if I get caught skipping?
-[monitor chiming] -Oh!
Hey, it's me. This better be quick.
It's kabob day.
You're a lifesaver, Templeton.
And don't worry, I'll have you back burger fencing in no time.
[groans] Time's running out!
You got those penguins corralled?
[penguins chirping]
And everybody's good not pooping for the next ten to 20 minutes?
-[babies whimper] -[Buskie farts]
[groans] Taffeta, block the sensor.
[Dakota shouts]
-Nice work. -[Mega Fat] Mm, is it?
Is work nice?
Not getting into this right now.
Your journey is your own, of course,
but if baby love is all about happy babies,
then may-perhaps I would invite you to ask yourself,
"Was I happier then or now?"
Joy-- Aah!
Your turn to shine.
Get us over that gate.
[squealing]
-[thuds] -[sighs]
Dakota, Buskie, let's move out.
-You sure this is okay? -[grunts]
Here goes.
Sorry! Sorry!
-[shouts] -[coos]
-I'm at the door. You here? -[Buskie giggles]
I'm trying to be like a ninja,
but turns out I'm a pretty slow ninja, so I'll need a minute.
[slurping]
Aah! [muffled shout]
-[burps] -Danny, what are you doing here?
Had a dentist appointment.
My dad let me stay out of school, so I parked myself
near the jaggedest sidewalk crack I could find to watch people trip.
[both shout]
[laughing]
[muffled laugh]
I have to bring my baby brother his chupie,
so I got out of school on a lie and I can't get caught
because today is kabob day, and I want to--
Why didn't you tell me it was kabob day?
-Whoa! [grunts] -[thuds]
[laughs]
I'm so ironic.
-I brought your chupie. -Excellent.
But I can't use it here. Too much Bubbeezee interference.
You need to bust me out.
You see that mail slot?
Slot spotted.
Slide your arm in and unlock the door.
-It's got a spinny knob protector, so-- -The mail slot's locked!
-Bubbeezee! -[thuds]
[groans] Focus.
Still got a few minutes.
Maybe we can crack it on our end.
Reminder: it's kabob day and I'm starving.
[stomach growls]
Hang on. Let me try the back door.
[penguin chirping]
You've probably seen these around the neighborhood.
-I've sold Bubbeezee packages... -[Boss groans] Parents everywhere!
There's no way I could slip past all of...
"Bubbeezee A to Zeezee."
-We need that book. -[penguin screeching]
No! No, no, no, no! Shh!
-[Boss shouts] -[screams]
-[parents murmur] -How'd they get out?
They must have climbed right over this baby.
But only because someone forgot to turn the Invisiblocker back on.
[sucks in breath] Ooh, I heard climbing can give babies permanent vertigo.
Don't worry, everyone, Bubbeezee products, when used properly,
can keep babies safer than napping on a bed of marshmallows.
Look at my baby!
He's been exposed to 24-7 Bubbeezee,
and he's the only one who didn't wander off.
[chuckles] So, let me just turn everything back on.
Wait! I say we vote.
This whole system is a little over the top if you ask me.
I vote no. Who's with me?
One, two.
And I vote yes.
Who's with me?
One, two.
Make up your minds, you two.
I'll vote how Ted votes.
-I'm a political coward. -Um...
Come on!
I think we should turn it back on?
I just can't shake that feeling I had when my guy broke his wrist.
[beeping, chimes]
Time for the exciting conclusion of our presentation.
Then scones.
[Ted] Oh, boy, I can go for some scones.
D'aah!
I'm minutes from the interview of my life
and I'm being held captive by a multilevel marketing scheme!
Take it.
Clangclang will teach you rhythm skills and smiling and conformity.
-[Boss] Yah! -[gasps]
[Mega Fat gasps] Oh!
I need out!
How? How? How? How? How? How? How?
[gasps] You took it?
You took it! You conniving little thief!
Ha ha!
-Watch. -Mine.
Six minutes to go.
Now, how do I remove this?
-Aha! -[bracelet beeps]
[chirping]
"The queen is larger than the rest."
[chirping stops]
[beeps]
[powers down]
-You may poop at will! -[babies cheering]
"I am an adult.
-Acknowledge my voice and disengage." -[beeps]
[grunts]
It's so easy with Boss Bab-eezee.
Still there, Templeton?
-[Tim] How much longer? -Matter of seconds.
I have the manual, so I'll be able to unlock this mail slot in...
[gasps]
-[shouts] -[Tim] Unlock it when?
[stomach growls]
I'm so hungry, I'm getting light-headed.
[groans]
Timothy!
[gasps]
Are you a little kabob man?
That's irrelevant. Follow me.
[chickens clucking]
Our leader, Queen Fried Chicken Drumstick,
was slain in battle against Lord Mouth.
Pull the sword from this giant filet mignon...
-[gasps] -...and you will be crowned King of Lunch!
[grunting]
-It won't budge! -[Kabob Man] Don't give up!
I'm quite sure you're the chosen one.
-I think. -[grunting]
Let me double-check my notes.
Well, someone named Tim is, for sure...
-Mega Fat Regular Baby! -That's my name.
Keep saying it because I love being acknowledged.
You ripped a page out of the manual.
The page I needed to clear the front door!
It's not enough trying to get in my head? You also have to sabotage me?
No, I'm a good boy baby on a path of righteousness.
How would my taking that page help your journey to personal fulfillment?
I don't know! I just know you took it.
-Not me. -You.
-Not me. -You!
-Not me. -[Buskie laughs]
[coos]
Told you it wasn't me.
Scooter...
give me that page.
Please?
-[screams] -D'oh!
No, nothing bad will happen to you, especially if you give me the page.
Then cookies will happen to you!
-[Buskie babbles] -Huh! That's ridiculous!
Of course I'll still use all of you for missions once I'm back at Baby Corp.
-Why would you think-- Oh! -[Buskie babbles]
Stronger language than I would've used,
but, yes, I know you've all been busting your butts for me.
[shouts]
[crying]
Wha--?
Never.
-[Buskie sniffling, crying] -Scooter...
All of you...
I will never forget you.
You're my team.
And that's forever.
No matter what happens,
no matter where I hang my bronze booties and performance awards,
I ride with the babies who got me here.
-[babbles] -[laughs]
Same to you, Scoot-Scoot.
Now, please, my friend, give me the page.
-[babbles] -You ate it?
Aaah!
[grunting]
[panting, sighs]
Four minutes.
I'm not gonna make it.
[Mega Fat] You know what?
I think I saw my mommy lady open this one or two times.
[Boss] Are you...
helping me?
I thought going back to Baby Corp was a huge boo-boo for you-you,
but if you can whip that place into shape the way you whipped our playgroup
into a Bubbeezee-busting cooly-cool force, then I was wrong.
Thank you.
I think you have to press that.
-Like this? -Yep, and then I twist this, and...
Ha ha!
Templeton?
Listen, man, I don't wanna rush you, but I double-checked the prophecy,
and, yeah, it does say the chosen one's supposed to be Timothy Leslie--
-[Boss] Templeton! -Huh?
What the heck?
-You got it open! -[doorknob rattles]
You truly are a good baby.
-Oh! [cooing] -[yelps]
[cooing continues]
Seriously, can we go?
We're in a huge interference bubble.
Krinkle's got this entire neighborhood Bubbeezeed.
-Not our house. -Go!
-[chirps] -It's working! Thank you, Templeton!
-Good luck! -[zaps]
Sorry, kabobs.
[tires screech]
There you are! Hop in!
Why aren't you playing hamburger swords?
Bro, I ride with the bro who reminded me it was kabob day, always.
One for the road?
En garde!
[elevator bell dings]
[babies gasp]
I-It's Dale from Accounting!
[babies cheering]
You've got, like, 20 seconds till your interview!
Um, my job is on the line if you don't come back and help me.
But, you know, we still gotta do this interview, okay?
O-kay.
[clears throat] Okay.
Mmm, here is a question:
what plans do you have for increasing baby love?
Well, I haven't really thought about it.
Uh, obviously, baby love rises when babies are happy, so whatever...
[Marsha, echoing] Everything's easy with Bubbeezee!
We need to take down Bubbeezee.
Whaaat?
They're making babies miserable.
But they're making parents ecstatic.
Bubbeezee's been the best thing for baby love since spit curls.
You want to take them down?
Is... that a problem?
Can I get you to n-not want to do that? [chuckles]
Because I can't give your job back if you do.
[whining] Please?
You turned down the job?
Sorry, Stace.
-I've got Bubbigger fish to fry. -[elevator bell dings]
[theme music playing]
♪ Boss Baby ♪