The Boss Baby: Back in Business

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Hold all my calls.

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Applesauce Team leader to HQ.

Target is mobile.

- Does he have the package? -Sending a scout unit now.

What's the sit rep from Boom-Boom, Cuddle, and Duckie Teams?

All teams, situation report.

Hi! It's Jimbo! Over.

Don't have to introduce yourself every time, big guy.

Copy that.

It's Jimbo copying that.

Boom-Boom Team leader to HQ.

Extraction in progress.

My number two is prepping for insertion.

Stop calling me your number two! I have a name!

Cuddle Team leader to HQ.

We are on site and attempting to hack the local technology.

Try whacking buttons until something happens.

- -Hey, guys. Buddy from Duckie Team.

I have some concerns about mission personnel.

- - Are they cute?

-Shyeah. -Then let them do their jobs!

Yellow 100.

Yellow 100.

- Well, hi there! -

Oh, my gosh, you're adorable!

Copy all that, team leaders.

Now let's slap this baby butt and make it say, "Waaahhh."

- Roger. - M-kay.

Oh, and, uh, HQ, you'd better update the boss.

That's a copy. Over.

Love, Jimbo.

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Jimbo! Tell me the good news.

All teams are on site and active.

Mission's complete in the next six minutes.

Make it three. I'm on my way up now.

I believe in my team. Yellow 100!

Y-Yellow 100.

All teams, we're on double speed deadline.

-Impossible! -What?

Whine on your own time, babies. Just move, move, move!

Does he have the package?

Dirty diaper confirmed.

And he's just gonna throw it in the regular garbage...

indoors, in public!

-Ugh! -Masks up!

Prep for target intercept.

Boom-Boom Team, update.

We will succeed! My number two is strong!

Stop calling me that!

-I don't know my numbers! -

- -Guh, still decoding the technology.

Get it done, Cuddle! Duckie Team?

-Ah, peekaboo! -

Things could not be cuter here.

-Baby love is gonna-- -Oh, no! Oh, I got your nose!

Oh!

Ah, cute kid.

-Buskie lost a nose! - What?

The man just took it right off his face!

I'm gonna be sick!

- -Hold that puke down.

We're gonna get you through this.

Jimbo, keep an eye on Duckie Team!

Jimmy-jambo! Do I have my numbers?

I'm not seeing any movement on the charts.

Any minute, Boss.

Staci?

I'm working on it!

Hey, guys, just a little quick-quick.

Buskie's loose enough for vengeance, m-kay?

-Stay put. I'm en route. -Dirty diaper about to drop!

Applesauce Team, you're on your own. Go!

Boom-Boom and Cuddle, finish it!

Aw! It's babies.

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- Aw! -Heh, makes you want to have a baby.

-I brought a spare. -

Aw!

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-Beautiful. -

Your boardly eminences--

Boss Baby.

Do you mind if we do this elsewhere today?

Um... what did you have in mind, Mr. Chairman?

You're a CEO now, and I am starving.

Perhaps we could take this meeting in the executive dining room?

Please enjoy the aperitif.

Thank you, Dondre.

Hints of playground sand from the Alsace region.

Marvelous.

We've seen the latest baby love numbers, and we are very impressed.

Why, thank you, sir.

So, tell me, what's your secret?

Yellow 100.

It's my vision statement for Baby Corp.

No more simply trying to be number one in the market for love.

We're going to fill the pie chart... 100 percent, total perfection.

People can like whatever they want, but when it comes to that bone-deep love,

they should only be thinking one thing: babies.

Monsieur, please open the hangar. Here comes l'avion.

Oop-bup, there we go.

I love this plan.

Sir, I can't tell you how much that means to me.

A good CEO knows how to focus on the fundamentals.

-Market share. -So true!

-Field operations. -Full credit to Staci.

She's stepped up in that leadership role.

A well-run office building.

Um...

The kind where every baby can do their best work

in an annoyance-free environment.

This is about the renters, isn't it?

Yes, it is about the renters.

We're working on it.

Aah!

-Aah! - Aw, stop it!

I needed that! Aw!

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So, that's PuppyCo now?

No, it's just a branch office.

In the most annoying possible location.

Do not put your mouth on the tap! Bad dog!

Ugh! Baby Corp had some financial trouble

during that half hour when the triplets were CEOs.

We were mad with power.

-But... -We fixed it.

By renting out office space to another "local business."

I choose to live without regrets.

Let's eat a block of cheese and do a million jumping jacks!

Yay!

Sir, I need a signature on this.

You're in charge. Why don't you kick the puppies out?

I wish I could, but the triplets wrote an airtight rental lease.

And those puppy lawyers-- woof!

So, I need to get creative.

And from the sounds of Board Baby Emiliano's impatience,

I need to do it ASAP.

So you're not coming to my Do-Good Trooper Safety Showcase like you promised?

I'll make up something for Mom and Dad.

Hmm? Oh, no, Templeton!

I'm all in for your educational pageant.

Really?

Like you said, I'm in charge now. The CEO!

I can give 100 percent at the office and 100 percent at home.

-Not how math works. -Executive math.

It's not my job to do everything myself.

I provide the vision so others can step up and do their best work.

Hello, you beautiful Baby Corp!

-Yellow 100! - Yellow 100!

There's my superstar employees!

You're killing it out there, team, and I'm proud of every one of you.

I feel so empowered!

He makes me want to be less terrible as an employee and a person!

Now let's put that collective Baby Corp brainpower to a new task:

-our renter problem. -

No bad ideas. Pitch and go, make your magic.

I'll be offline for the next hour,

and I believe with a little imagination and 100 percent effort,

this place could be puppy-free by the time I come back.

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Uh... so, you want us to put a pause on baby love missions?

Nope! I want 100 percent effort on that, too.

-Executive math. - Oh!

Oh! I get it.

Total faith in everybody. Go get 'em!

-Yellow 100! - Yellow 100!

Hold the fort, Stace.

Templeton, let's see this Safety Showcase spectacular.

-As a Do-Good Trooper... -I will do good for safety...

By taking every opportunity...

To prepare others for any danger or crisis.

Safety scenario one: itchy, ouch!

I walked in poison ivy.

Apply this rubbing alcohol to your skin to help remove urushiol oil,

the allergen found in poison ivy!

Oh, my gosh, he's so adorable and authoritative.

Safety scenario two: glug, glug, glug, glug!

Uh-oh! Poison!

Safety scenario 49:

I am on fire.