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Go to quince.com sixminutes for free shipping on your order and 365 day returns. Now available in Canada, too. That's Q-U-I-N-C-E.com sixminutes free shipping and 365 day returns. Quince.com sixminutes. 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. D oh, man. That blast of energy is causing the helicopter to get all screwy again. Hold on. Is that Grinly's little again? Brinley, get away from that open door. What's happening? Why does everything suddenly look so. So fuzzy? Huh? Oh. What was that? Dad, watch out for Brin. Oh, no. Brinley, I'm. I. 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. Cyrus? How are you flying? It's. It's a long story, but I think I'm a wit kid now. Oh. What? Mom injected me with angels? We were hoping I developed the power to open time portals, but look, Ma, no hands. Don't say that. Use hands. Lots of hands. Would you quit worrying? I won't drop you. Not when we're so far up. 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 Whittier Corp. Employees. Unidentified flying Cyrus, look. Or maybe don't. What? Dr. Whittier and Ivan and the child catchers are on the roof. Won't be landing there. At least not on purpose. Cyrus, fly rinly to the helicopter. Good idea, Katie. And do not let go. I told you I'd never let go. Little closer. Take my hand, Rinley. You'd 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 we lost you. Whoa. Cyrus. Yes, dad? Apparently, I can fly now. Okay. Where's 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. 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. Oh. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Pen. 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, Pen. Distract yourself with happy thoughts. Such as? Ooh. We could try singing. Maybe a nice sea shanty. 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? We'll see. Shant tease. Pretty sure you're making us both nauseous. Now stop em with a bolt of electric power. Give them a nickname every hour. Casey and Pen don't look so sour early in the morning. Let me. Stop, please. Genuinely not helping. 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 Brinley 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 the 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. 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 one? 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 have seen that one coming. She is a lot nicer to me. And I'm happy for the company. Saibot 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 go. 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. Oh, why do you have to be such a downer? You know, I. I think you 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. Checking me out? She's into you, dude. Oh, come on. Saibot, 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. Saibot, you stay here. But you need. We won't be long. Wait. Take me with you. Someone has to make sure you stay safe. Sigh. Gonna have to work on my landings. Cyrus. Son. You okay? Might have some turf in my teeth, but no broken bones that I know of. Oh, Cyrus. Come here. Cyrus. Uh. Oh. 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. Well, definitely didn't have a 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 cart 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. Hey, now that you've listened to this week's episodes, head on over to the GZM rewind feed to hear me and the creators talk with special guests, including cast members and superfans. It's starting. GZM shows imagination amplified.