[Owen] Come on.

Just a little further.

Let's set it down over there.

[Both grunting and straining] [Both sigh] Let me get the lights.

Pretty sweet, huh?

It smells like rotten eggs.

[snarls] [Ozlyn] Why is the creature doing that?

I'll call Ocean.

He's the creature guy.

I'm sure it's no big deal.

Dude, it's a big deal.

You were supposed to be back at headquarters by now so I could feed it.

Our van is stuck in the mud!

You have to feed that creature.

There's creature slop in the van.

Can't it wait 'til we get back?

Sure... if you want it to break out.

[Owen] Okie dokie, getting creature slop.

Thanks, Ocean.

I hadn't even thought about joining the creature department.

Gimme that!

I've got the slop.

[Ocean] You have to feed it exactly one quart of slop.

No more, no less.

Hurry!

Okay, got it.

We need to find something to measure liquid!

Quickly, quickly!

How about this?

[Owen] No, that's a pan balance scale.

It's used to measure weight.

There has to be something here.

This?

[Owen] No, that's a ruler.

It's used to measure how long something is.

This is what we need!

This says five quarts.

This says... three quarts.

[Creature growls] This says one quart!

One quart exactly.

[Creature growls] Here you go, little guy.

Hurry, hurry!

Phew, close one.

Let's just take these raincoats off and settle in.

[Creature snoring] [footsteps]