Coraline enters Other Kitchen to find Other Mother preparing a delicious breakfast. She looks prettier tonight; her black hair shining, lips redder. She stops humming a lullaby to greet Coraline.

"Welcome back, darling." The Other Mother said.

"Hi." Coraline greeted.

She is grating yellow cheese into scrambled eggs. Dante peeks out from behind the door frame to watch the two.

"So thoughtful of you to send this nice cheddar, Coraline." The Other Mother thanked her.

Coraline realized. "Cheddar?... Oh, the mice bait ..."

The Other Mother beams at Coraline. "Would you go fetch your father? Bet he's hungry as a pumpkin by now!"

"You mean my Other Father?" Coraline asked.

"Your BETTER father, dear. He's out in the garden." The Other Mother said.

"But my parents don't have time to garden." Other Mother shushes her and pops a strawberry in her mouth.

"Mmmmmm!" Coraline purred in delight.

"Go on ..." The Other Mother told her and resumed making dinner.

Coraline shrugs okay, starts for the door. Dante ducks out of sight as Coraline walks past. When Coraline disappeared the Other Mother turned around to entrance into the kitchen. She walked over and into the drawing room and looked around and found no else in the room. Dante hand duck into the hallway and was waited in the shadows until the Other Mother gave up and returned to the kitchen. Dante sighed and slipped away to where Coraline is.

"He's amusing when he hides from me." Other Mother mutters happily.

She exits study door to the back porch looking out, she sees the broken-down garden from the real world, still grey and lifeless in the dim light. Dante watch her from the roof above until she moved away from it and followed her close by.

Coraline opens the gate to the garden. A large crescent moon rises, and things start to grow.

Two dead shrubs start to rise, then blossom, and then the blossoms themselves are lit up by some gold and amber. The hummingbirds circle around Coraline, light her dragonfly barrette, then continue on, lighting up pitcher plants that have grown up in a nearby flower bed. A beautiful frog pokes out of one blossom. The birds lead Coraline up steps past a stone wall where Bleeding heart grows, and glow, beat and sigh. She spots the Other Father, riding a praying mantis tractor on the hillside, planting seeds that instantly grow into flowering plants.

"Hey!" Other Father shouts.

"I love your garden!" Coraline called to him.

Other Father the waves back, calling: "Our garden, Coraline!"

Dante peaked out water of the pond with face covered in cameo paint. "That what Communists and Socialists AWAYS say." He muttered.

Then a gang of snap dragons goes at her, tickling Coraline till she falls down. Her squeals of delight grow into hysterical laughter. "Oh ah, stop! Stop tickling, ah!"

Dante peaked through the grass. This was a real garden of delights tailored to Coraline and the snap dragons are her boyfriends.

The Other Father hears this and looks over. "Oops, daughter in distress!"

He guns the tractor full-speed over a little bridge, grabbing a gourd trumpet from a vine and blowing it causing Jack-O-Lanterns surface in the pond below and spout streams of water.

The Other Father arrives beside Coraline, he waggles his finger at the naughty snapdragons."Tickle no more, you dragon snappers!" Then he deftly cuts a bouquet of them and presents it to Coraline. She nods thanks.

Dante raised a brow. If the dragon snappers are Coraline's boyfriends then the Other Father killed them, I think. Dante thought.

"Well, she says it's time for dinner ... breakfast ... food?" Coraline said, not sure how to word it given unknown time of day it is in the Other World.

"Hop on, kiddo, I want to show you something!" Other Father gestured to the backseat.

She does. The Other Father grabs the gearshift knob, pulls it, and the mechanical mantis sprouts wings. They rise in the air. Looking down, she sees that the garden is a giant portrait of Coraline. Dante was hanging on to one of the praying mantis tractor's legs as he see the garden below.

"Well, selfies be damned." Dante mutters sarcastically.

"I can't believe you did this!" Coraline said.

"Mother said you'd like it! Boy she knows you like the back of her hand." Other Father said.

"So does GOOGLE when it follows me online." Dante mutters sarcastically again.

He pulls a lever and they zoom off to the house.


In the Other Kitchen later on.

Coraline doesn't hold back this time. She stacks sausages on eggs on top of waffles, rolls it up and stuffs it in her mouth. The Other Mother feeds bits of sausage to the hungry Snapdragons bouquet now in a vase. Dante watched them from the outside while eating a several sausage biscuits he got from Hardees, in the real world - just in case they eat food again.

"Mmmm...so good!" CORALINE purred.

"I love dinner, breakfast food." Other Father said.

Other Mother then remembers something. "Coraline, Mr. Bobinsky has invited you to come see the Jumping Mice perform after dinner."

"Really. That know-it-all Wybie said it was all in Mr. B's head, I knew he was wrong." Coraline said.

"Well, everything's right in this world, Kiddo." Other Father said.

Coraline hurries to shovel in the rest of her meal, while her Other Parents smile at one another. Dante glares at them as he shoves the last of his sausage biscuit in his mouth. SOOOO GOOOOD.

"Your father and I will clean up while you and your friend head upstairs." Other Mother said.

"My friend?" Coraline asked.

Her friend? Dante thought.

There's a knock at the door. Other Mother opens it to reveal the OTHER WYBIE. He's cleaner, with better posture, and cute button eyes. Dante peaked around the corner of the house to see who arrived.

Coraline rolled her eyes. "Great ... another Wybie. Hello, Why-were-you-born."

The boy nods, button eyes shining.

"Hello?"SaidCoraline.

He just makes a shy smile, doesn't answer. She's confused.

"I thought you'd like him more, if he spoke a little less. So I fixed him."SaidOther Mother

"So he can't talk at all?" Coraline asked.

"Nope." Other Mother said.

Coraline looks Other Wybie over and smiles appreciatively. "Hmm, I like it."

"Now run along, you two, and have fun." Other Mother said proudly.

Coraline heads out the door with the mute boy and Dante tails them both.

The kids come out the front door to see the outside the Other House was lit by amber spotlights looks MAGICAL with ornate GINGERBREAD TRIM; glowing TOPIARY in the yard.

"You're awful cheerful, considering you can't say anything."

Other Wybie nods in agreement. Coraline and he start up the stairs to Bobinsky's. Dante walks on the roof silently before he notices some comes in from the forest. She points to her mouth. There's an awkward moment and then he points past her, excitedly: a small blimp is flying towards Bobinsky's door. They run up the stairs and watch it slip through an opening above his door. Coraline knocks and the door suddenly spins, throwing them inside.

They somersault to a stop and sit up. Down two rows of SMALL CANNONS that face each, an amazing MINIATURE CIRCUS has been set up, with a FERRIS WHEEL beside it.

"Whoa... cool!" Coraline exclaimed.

Coraline goes right to the Ferris wheel where a mechanical chicken eats dried corn on the cob, fires up its belly, then POOPS OUT POPCORN into paper bags. The Other Wybie stomps a firing button and COTTON CANDY shoots out of a cannon. He catches the cone and then starts firing off all the cannons. Coraline looks back to find him covered in the cotton candy.

"Look at you!" Coraline laughs at how silly he looks.

Spotlights come on in the big top, the entrance opens, and the big voice is heard over loudspeakers.

"LADY AND GENTLEMAN! FOR TO TICKLE YOUR EYES AND EARS AND MAKING HEARTS TO THUMP, I, SERGEI ALEXANDER BOBINSKY, AM INTRODUCING..."

They race to the entrance, stoop down to crawl inside. Dante knocks on the door and like before the door suddenly spins, throwing him inside. He stands up and sees the tent in the middle of the flat. He was about to head to it when he heard a squeaking and looks down to see one of the cute adorable jumping mice at his feet. It then jumped up onto the chicken popcorn machine and gestured to it, offer Dante some.

"No thanks." Dante polite declined and walked toward the tent and peeked inside to see Coraline and the Other Wybie standing in front of the circus ring.

"... MY AS-TOUND-ISHING, STU-PEN-DULOUS AND AH-MAZING JUMPING MOUSE CIRCUS!"

Looking for the best seats in the house They sat between miniature grandstands with Dante peeking in behind them. They watch as the little blimp, bathed in spotlights, enters through a flap. It circles around; rising to the top of the tent, then nose-dives towards the ground! It crashes in the center of the circus ring, and opens like a flower from which 50 jumping mice spring up like Chinese acrobats to spell out E.

"My name!" Coraline exclaims.

The jumping mice leap to the ground in formation, brandish tiny instruments, and drummers start pounding. The drum major mouse parachutes down and whips out a baton. On his signal, the group launch into a wild Russian Circus March.

Coraline, grinning, turns to the Other Wybie. The boy smiles and nods to the beat of the bass drums as the hopping band marches in and out of ever changing formations - pinwheels, X's, circles within circles. They hoppers begin to spiral to the center of the circus ring in a very hypnotic fashion when the floor rises up from its center to form a six-foot Tower of Babel, the mice hopping to the top. The drum major balances on the tippy-top on a colorful circus ball. He runs the ball down and around the spiral as the mice hop off, and when he hits the ground, the tower drops away to reveal the OTHER MISTER BOBINSKY! He cracks a whip.

Coraline and Other Wybie stand and clap. Even Dante was impressed by the spectacle he witnessed.

The Other Bobinsky is youthful and dashing the air around him in a ringmaster's outfit with a full length cape bows graciously, doffing his tall black hat. His moustache is waxed, his eyes black buttons.

Coraline cheers. "Yah! Whooo-oooh! That was great!"

The Other Mr. Bobinsky bows and smiles, "Very very thank you, lady and gentleman."

On cue, the entire jumping mice band disappears into Other Mr. B's sleeves while the drum major swings up from the man's moustache and onto his head, where he's quickly hidden by the tall black hat.

"We loved it, Mr. B. It was ... so ... so—" corlaine trying to find the rights word.

"AHHHHHH-"Other Mr. Bobinsky said coaching her to say it.

"A-mazing!" she finally found the word.

"You are very velcome anytime you like, you and also your good friend there."

She happily turns to Other Wybie, beaming with joy.

"Dosvedanya, Coraline." Bobinsky takes her hand to kiss it.

Dante disappears before they leave and looks through her window and finds them in her room.

The Other Mother kisses coraline's forehead, sits back in the bedside chair. Other Father, close by, pulls a cotton candy cone off Other Wybie and munches it. Coraline's Other Parents smile warmly, knowing something secret that makes them glad.

Dante was feeling a little ill at this point it. Coraline now loves the Other World. And the Other parents look like they are going have something in store for her.

It's now Early Morning, Coraline once again wakes in own bed in the real world, the little doll left on the chair now clutched against her chest.

"Ughhh."

Her gaze moves from the doll to where she left the cheese by the door. It's GONE. This is much too confusing.

Coraline tries the small door in the corner wall. "It's locked. What the heck?"

She obviously had little time to ponder the next in moment her parents called her

The Jones' jeep pulls up in front of "Northwest Garden" headquarters. Townsfolk in Shakespearean costumes stand about, advertising a local festival. Coraline is sharing her latest dream.

"... There were garden squash like balloon animals AND snap dragons."

Coraline continues from back seat as her father and mother review their work pages.

"Oh, and upstairs I saw a real mouse circus, not pretend like the crazy man's in our house."

"Her parents, preoccupied, ignore her."

"You sure you won't come?" Charlie asked.

Mel indicates to her neck brace. "Don't fret, Charlie, they'll love the new catalog. At least, they'll love my chapters."

Charlie gives her an "aren't you funny" look, opens door. Mel looks back at Coraline.

"I did not call him crazy, Coraline." Mel said. "He's DRUNK."She makes the hand-thumb bottle sign.

Charlie leans in to Coraline, pinches her nose. "Well, I guess I'll see you around, you dizzy dreamer."

Coraline cuts him off, embarrassed. "Da-ad! I'm not five anymore." she complained.

Dad sighs, heads up the steps to his appointment as Mel and Coraline drive off.

Inside a uniforms department store was grand annual PRESIDENT'S DAY SALE. Mel piles gray blouses, a navy skirt, white socks onto the arms of a clerk. Sitting alone on some stairs, Coraline sees a pair of fancy green and orange gloves.

As she tries them on, a young rascal in costume with sword bounces past her down the stairs on a wheeled step stool - his father in pursuit.

"My kingdom for a hooooooorse!" the young rascal shouted

They crash causing the step stool roll back to Coraline. She gets an idea.

Mel is checking out school blouses, when Coraline rolls past, first one direction, then the other, modeling the colorful gloves. Then Dante rolls past on his segway and see Coraline and tries to get her attention only to be hit by an oncoming truck! Coraline rolled back towards her mother and stopped. Without looking up, her mom tells her: "Put them back."

Those words are the bane to every kid who wants something from the store but can't.

"But Mom, the whole school's gonna wear BORING GRAY clothes. No one will have these."

"Put them back." Mel repeated.

Coraline mutters: "My other mother would get them."

"Maybe she should buy all your clothes." Mel said.

Coraline scowls and stomps away to return the gloves she can't have. Outside a crowd gathers around the truck driver as he called the paramedics as he was kneeling over Dante who is still lying on the ground after being hit by the truck. Dante then opened his eyes and sat straight up. Everyone was shocked as Dante got to his feet and brushed himself off and snatch the truck driver's phone and canceled the call and handed the phone back to him.

"Watch where your driving!" Dante said and walked away.

He saw his busted up segway from the crash on the asphalt. He sighed and tossed it into the nearby trashcan. He then heard the sound of a dirtbike engine coming down the street. Now given this there are a lot of hills, forest and rough country in the area having a dirtbike would be effective when traveling. However a certain gang made use of dirtbikes. Everyone in town feared this violent dirtbike gang, everyone except the police, and of course Dante.

Everyone moved out of the way but Dante saw an opportunity. As the dirtbiker came closer Dante stepped out and clothes-lined the thug off his bike like he weighted literally nothing. The thug rolled on the ground and his dirtbike crashed and skidded on the ground. Dante got on it and revved it up and drove away.

The thug pushed himself up and limped over to a Stop sign. He then realized something.

"Wait a minute that ... that guy ... It's HIM!" the thug said as he took out his phone and made a call.


Coraline and Mel are driving home, shopping bags in back.

"So what do you think's in the other apartment?" Coraline asked.

"I don't know. Not a family of JONES imposters." Mel said.

"Then why'd you lock the door?"

Mel rolled her eyes. "Oh, I found some rat crap and ... I thought you'd feel ... safer."

"They're jumping-mice, Mom! And the dreams aren't dangerous; they're the most fun I've had since we've moved here."

"Your school might be fun." Mel tried to get Coraline to see the bright side.

"With those stupid uniforms? Right." Coraline intoned with doubt.

"Had to give it a try." Mel sighed.

They pull into their driveway. Mel enters the kitchen and Mel pulls out salsa, mustard, catsup, stale tortillas from the fridge. "How do you feel about a mustard-ketchup-salsa wrap for lunch?" she asked.

Coraline, carrying in the bags from outside, makes a face. "Are you kidding me?"

"Mmm ... Had to go food shopping anyway. Dad's planning something special." Mel said.

Coraline squinches up her nose. "Gross-gusting."

Mel brightens. "You wanna come along? You can pick out something you like." she asked.

Coraline plops down in a chair. "Oh, like the gloves?" she said sarcastically.

Mel reaches out and musses Coraline's hair causing her to pulls away.

"Look, Coraline... if things go well today, I promise I'll make it up."

"That's what you always say."

Mom rolls her eyes, shaking her head, and opens the door to leave.

"Won't be long." she said and shuts the door.

"But I might be..." Coraline mutters before leaving herself she leaves.

Coraline pulls open the key drawer, looking for the small black key. Not there. She looks around and then spots it hanging on a hook above a door. She stands on a chair and snags it.

Coraline stoops in front of the small door and pushes the key into the keyhole and unlocks the door.

She listens for her mother's car driving away until nothing could be heard. Grasping the key between thumb and forefinger, she closes her eyes, she pulls the door open. A SOFT BREEZE MOVES her hair. She knows before her eyes open that the BRICKS ARE GONE.

She opens her eyes, smiles, and CRAWLS FORWARD. "I knew it was real!" Coraline said triumphantly.

The Black Cat perched on the wet window sill, observing Coraline as she disappears into the tunnel with a look of concern. He then hears the sound of a dirtbike approaching and saw it was Dante riding up to the Pink Palace; Dante stops gets off the bike and heads inside.

"Coraline. Coraline! CORALINE! Where are you kid?" he called.

Dante looked around in the kitchen and saw the groceries on the table. They came home so where are they. Dante then felt a dread and when into the living room and saw the small door to the Otherworld open.

"Coooome on!" Dante rolled his eyes. He hung his head for a moment thinking on what to do next.

Then the Black Cat meowed and Dante turn to see him sitting on the floor behind him. Dante straighten up.

"I guess you're right. Only one thing to do." Dante said look back the tunnel.

Yes, only one thing to do indeed.