Night — At The Museum- Battle Of The Smithsonian ...

Larry had done it. He negotiated a deal with the real Smithsonian directors: the New York exhibits would return home, but the tablet would remain on display—in a case with a silent alarm, of course.

The tablet’s magic had awakened everything in the Smithsonian. And unlike the friendly New York museum, this place was packed with historical heavyweights—and villains. Night at the Museum- Battle of the Smithsonian ...

Larry had nothing. No weapons. No backup. Just his wits. Larry had done it

Three years had passed since Larry Daley saved the natural history museum. Now, he was a successful inventor, pitching a glow-in-the-dark flashlight to corporate suits. But his old friends were in trouble. And unlike the friendly New York museum, this

The tablet was about to explode from the overload.

He looked at the giant bronze statue of Abraham Lincoln. “I’m sorry about this, Mr. President,” he whispered.