Star Kid (1997) Movie Script
Narrator: ONE YEAR AGO,
A POWERFUL BROODWARRIOR
INVASION FORCE
ATTACKED
THE PLANET TRELKAS.
[SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE]
Narrator: THE TRELKINS,
A TINY, PEACEFUL RACE,
FOUGHT BRAVELY,
BUT THEY WERE NO MATCH
FOR THEIR RUTHLESS ENEMIES.
THEY SOON FACED EXTINCTION.
IN A DESPERATE EFFORTO SAVE THEIR PEOPLE,
TRELKIN SCIENTISTS
CONSTRUCTED A SECRET WEAPON
WHICH THEY HOPED WOULD
TURN THE TIDE OF BATTLE.
BUT TIME WAS RUNNING OUT.
[CONSOLE BEEPS]
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLES]
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLES]
Boy: FIGHT!
Boy: WHAT'D I DO?
WHAT'D YOU DO?
YOU'RE TRESPASSING.
THIS IS MY SIDE OF
THE BLACKTOP, BUTT-WIPE.
I DIDN'T HEAR YOU ASK
PERMISSION TO CROSS.
I GOT TO ASK PERMISSION?
YEAH. JUST BECAUSE
YOU'RE NEW,
WHAT, YOU THINK YOU CAN
DO WHAT YOU WANT?
YOU THINK
YOU'RE SPECIAL?
NO, I--I DIDN'T KNOW.
YOU DIDN'T KNOW?
IGNORANCE OF THE LAW
IS NO EXCUSE.
OW!
COURT IS NOW IN SESSION.
HOW DO YOU PLEAD?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
CUT IT OUT!
I SAID,
HOW DO YOU PLEAD?
GUILTY. I WON'T GO
ON YOUR SIDE AGAIN.
WRONG. DON'T GO ANYWHERE
ON THE BLACKTOP.
FROM NOW ON, YOU EAON THE GIRLS' SIDE.
Children: FIGHT! FIGHT!
FIGHT! FIGHT!
[SPITS]
SAVED
YOUR PLACE.
BOYS, HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS
GOING TO TOSS HIS COOKIES.
JEEZ, TALK ABOUATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDER.
[GASPS]
UH-OH.
YOU ARE U.S.D.A. CHOICE
DEAD MEAT.
THAT'S ENOUGH.
WHAT'S GOING ON HERE? HUH?
MANFRED?
[LAUGHTER]
NO, REALLY,
I'D LIKE A RESPONSE.
WE WERE JUST FOOLING
AROUND, THAT'S ALL.
SPENCER?
UH, YEAH.
JUST MESSING AROUND.
[SCHOOL BELL RINGS]
OK, EVERYBODY,
BACK INSIDE.
THIS ISN'T THE FIRST TIME
YOU'VE PULLED
THIS KIND OF THING,
BUT IT BETTER BE
THE LAST.
YEAH.
Boy: YEAH, RIGHT.
ARE YOU OK?
I'LL LIVE.
Girl:
YOU'RE KIDDING.
Girl: I KNOW.
SOMEBODY LIKES YOU.
OH, YOU'RE STYLIN'.
YEAH, RIGHT.
[SCHOOL BELL RINGS]
OK, THIS PRETTY GUY
GENERATES A STREAM OF ACID
IN HIS ABDOMEN.
HE FIRES THIS STUFF
AT HIS PREDATORS.
THINK OF IAS A REALLY GNARLY FART.
[LAUGHTER]
OK.
ALL RIGHT.
NOW, WE ALL KNOW BATS
USE ECHOLOCATION.
REMEMBER? THEY EMIAN ULTRAHIGH-PITCHED SQUEAL,
THEN SIT BACK AND LISTEN
FOR THE SOUND WAVES
TO BOUNCE OFF THINGS
IT WANTS TO CHOW DOWN ON.
OK? IN THIS CASE,
MR. TIGER MOTH COMES ALONG.
YUM. ONLY PROBLEM IS,
HE EMITS
HIS OWN CLICKING SOUND,
WHICH JAMS THE BAT'S RADAR
SO BADLY
THE CONFUSED BAT THINKS
THE TIGER MOTH DISAPPEARED.
[SCHOOL BELL RINGS]
AND IT'S TIME FOR YOU
TO DISAPPEAR,
SO DISAPPEAR.
I'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW.
DON'T FORGET YOUR STUFF.
MIDKNIGHT WARRIOR.
HE'S AWESOME.
ESPECIALLY,
THE LAST ISSUE--
RADICAL CHROMIUM COVER.
DO YOU HAVE IT?
UM...
UH-HUH.
WELL...
SEE YOU.
NO, NO, NO.
HEY, SPENCE, WOULD YOU
HANG OUT WITH ME A SEC?
I NEED A HAND
WITH SOMETHING.
SURE.
I USED TO BE SCARED
TO DEATH OF SPIDERS.
HOLD STILL NOW.
HUH. WOW.
YEAH. I ALMOSFAINTED ONCE
WHEN A LITTLE
GARDEN SPIDER
CRAWLED
INTO MY BEDROOM.
HUH. WOW.
YEAH. I TOLD MY DAD ABOUT IT,
AND YOU KNOW WHAT HE DID?
UH-UH.
HE BOUGHT ME A TARANTULA,
JUST LIKE LEO G THERE.
Spencer: STAY.
HE KNEW I'D HAVE TO CHANGE
MY TARANTULA'S WATER,
AND THAT MEANT STICKING
MY HAND IN THE TERRARIUM.
IF I DIDN'T GIVE HIM WATER,
THE TARANTULA WOULD DIE.
MY DAD FIGURED I COULDN'LET THAT HAPPEN,
EVEN TO A SPIDER.
HE WAS RIGHT.
I STUCK MY HAND
IN THAT TERRARIUM.
OH, THAT FIRST TIME,
OH, MAN,
I WAS SO SCARED.
BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?
IT GOT EASIER.
PRETTY SOON, I WASN'EVEN SCARED ANYMORE.
IN FACT, I GOSO INTO SPIDERS,
I STARTED STUDYING
ABOUT THEM,
AND I FOUND SCIENCE,
AND I BECAME THE WORLD'S
GREATEST SCIENCE TEACHER.
COOL.
THANK YOU.
OK. THERE YOU GO,
LEO G--
GOOD AS NEW.
THE POINT IS,
IF YOU RUN AWAY FROM
THINGS YOU'RE SCARED OF,
IT DOESN'T GEANY BETTER.
THE FEAR
DOESN'T GO AWAY.
IN FACT,
IT JUST GETS WORSE.
TRUST ME.
IT KIND OF DOESN'MATTER, YOU KNOW,
WHETHER IT'S BULLIES
OR SPIDERS OR...
GIRLS.
OK?
THANKS, MISS HALLOWAY.
EH, ANYTIME.
Boy: HURRY UP.
Boy: WAIT UP, MAN.
HI, MR. NELSON.
HI, JANINE.
[BARKS]
[GIRLS LAUGHING]
FACE YOUR FEARS.
SO, YOU LIKE
MIDKNIGHT WARRIOR?
SO, YOU LIKE
MIDKNIGHT WARRIOR?
SO, YOU LIKE
MIDKNIGHT WARRIOR?
SO, YOU LIKE
MIDKNIGHT WARRIOR?
THE KID
IN SCIENCE?
I THINK HIS NAME IS DOC.
HE'S A TOTAL GOOBER.
HI.
SO, WHAT ABOUTHE FAIR TONIGHT?
I HEAR IT'S GOING TO BE
A TOTAL GEEK CONVENTION.
I WOULDN'T MIND
DOING THE FAIR.
SHE'S SO BEAUTIFUL.
I DON'T BELIEVE THIS.
YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED
TO THE LAST GUY
THAT TRIED
TO TAKE ME ON?
HE GETS HIS FOOD
THROUGH A PLASTIC TUBE.
AAH! LET GO!
WHERE WERE WE?
OH, YEAH. I WAS ABOUTO KICK YOUR BUTT.
UHH!
NICE ONE.
10 POINTS.
DIDN'T EVEN TAP HIM.
HO HO.
I'M GOING
TO TEAR YOUR ARMS OFF!
[FLIES BUZZ]
Manfred: YOU'RE DEAD!
SHH SHH SHH.
Manfred: COME ON,
GUYS, OVER HERE.
Boy: I THINK
HE WENT THAT WAY.
[GASPS FOR BREATH]
[FLIES BUZZ]
UHH.
[FLY BUZZING]
[CAR HONKS HORN]
SPENCE, I TOLD YOU TO WAIFOR ME IF I WAS LATE.
I WAITED FOREVER.
NEXT TIME, I'LL BRING
FOOD AND WATER.
OH, COME ON.
JULIE. JULIE,
HI, IT'S ROLAND.
OK.
[SNIFFS]
YOU BEEN PLAYING
IN THE GARBAGE?
NO, NO, NOT YOU, TOM.
YEAH, YEAH,
WHAT'S THE STORY?
UH-HUH.
TOMORROW MORNING?
NO, NO, NO, IT'S NO PROBLEM,
TOM. NO PROBLEM AT ALL.
I JUST HAVE TO SWING BY
THE OFFICE
TO OUTPUT THE RENDERINGS.
UH-HUH.
NO. I KNOW YOU'RE
COUNTING ON ME, TOM.
AND LISTEN,
IF YOU'RE EVER LET DOWN,
IT WON'T BE BY ME, OK?
ALL RIGHT. BYE-BYE.
[SIGHS]
I'M AFRAID YOU AND STACEY
ARE GOING TO HAVE TO--
ORDER PIZZA.
YEAH, LOOK,
I'M SORRY, BUDDY,
BUT FIRST COUPLE OF
MONTHS ON THE NEW JOB,
I HAVE TO MAKE
A GOOD IMPRESSION.
OK?
Father: STACEY--
BUT, DAD, YOU'RE NOLISTENING TO ME.
I CAN'T BABY-SITHE SCAB JUICE TONIGHT.
REALLY? WHY NOT?
'CAUSE KEVIN'S
PICKING ME UP IN 45 MINUTES.
KEVIN?
WHO'S KEVIN?
KNOCK, KNOCK.
HE'S ONLY THE GUY
I'VE BEEN GOING OUT WITH
FOR, LIKE,
THE LAST 2 WEEKS.
OK, OK.
WHATEVER, WHATEVER.
LOOK, I DON'T HAVE TIME
FOR THIS RIGHT NOW.
YOU'RE JUST GOING
TO HAVE TO RESCHEDULE.
RESCHEDULE?
DAD, THIS ISN'A CONFERENCE CALL!
IT'S A DATE!
AHH.
UHH!
[CAR LEAVES]
[DOOR OPENS]
A LITTLE SURVIVAL TIP--
STAY OUT OF MY WAY.
[LOW RUMBLE]
WHOA.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
KNOCK, KNOCK.
I'M NOT ALLOWED
TO HAVE GUYS OVER
UNLESS MY DAD IS PHYSICALLY
IN THE HOUSE.
I MEAN, COME ON, THAT ISN'T,
LIKE, HEADLINE NEWS, OK?
KEVIN. NO.
I CANNOT SNEAK OUT.
YOU KNOW THAT. NO.
HA. NO, I CANNOLOCK HIM UP AND LEAVE.
[DOG BARKING]
SPENCER, WHAT ARE YOU
DOING HERE?
OH, MY...
[HITS SHIP]
WEIRD.
WHAT IS THIS?
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
HELLO?
[GARBLED SPEECH]
HELLO?
YOU CAN TALK?
YOU CAN TALK?
OF COURSE I CAN TALK.
OF COURSE
I CAN TALK.
CUT IT OUT.
CUT IT OUT.
LANGUAGE DATA
MEMBER
WEST GERMANIC GROUP
OF GERMANIC SUBFAMILY
OF THE INDO-EUROPEAN
FAMILY
OF EARTH LANGUAGES.
PROCEED WITH QUERY.
ARE YOU, LIKE,
AN ALIEN CREATURE?
NONFACTUAL.
I AM NOT BIOTIC
IN ORIGIN.
A ROBOT?
PARTIALLY FACTUAL.
I AM NOT DESIGNED
FOR INDEPENDENT MOTION.
A BIOTIC HOSIS REQUIRED.
BIOTIC HOST?
GENERALLY,
AN ADVANCED LIFE FORM
REQUIRING TRANSPORT.
DO YOUREQUIRE
TRANSPORT?
TRANSPORT WHERE?
PLEASE AMPLIFY
QUERY.
OK.
I REQUIRE TRANSPORT.
[MECHANICAL WHIR]
UTILIZE ACCESS RAMP.
READY TO ACCEPT BIOTIC HOST.
I'M SUPPOSED TO CLIMB UP?
THAT IS THE GENERALLY
ACCEPTED METHOD.
WELL...
I GUESS MY LIFE
CAN'T GET MUCH WORSE.
WHOA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
LET ME GO!
LET ME GO!
AAH!
NO!
LET ME GO!
SOMEBODY!
HELP!
[ELECTRICAL BUZZING]
LOOK, LET ME GO.
I--I'M AN ADVANCED
LIFE FORM,
AND I'M GIVING YOU
AN ORDER!
CYBORSUIT ENTRY
COMPLETE.
AAH!
ACTIVATING
VIEWSCREEN ARRAY.
ACTIVATING
NEURAL INTERCEPTORS.
WHAT?
NEURAL WHAT?
COMMENCING WITH
SYNAPTIC INTERCEPTION.
WHAT? WAIT.
I--I WANT TO KNOW IF
THIS IS GOING TO HURT.
AAH!
ACTIVATING
MOTION DRIVERS.
[ACCELERATING BEEPING]
AAH!
AAH!
WHAT'S HAPPENING?
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
OK.
OK, TAKE IT EASY.
HEY.
IT DOES WHAT I DO.
HOW IS THIS HAPPENING?
Cyborsuit:
CEREBRAL INTERFACE
INTERCEPTS
AND INTERPRETS
BIOTIC HOSBRAIN SIGNALS.
INTENSE.
OK. LET'S SEE
HOW YOU DO WITH FEET.
CHECK IT OUT.
I'M SHAQUILLE O'NEAL.
WHOA.
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA.
OK, OK. TURN, TURN.
Cyborsuit:
PLEASE EXERCISE CAUTION.
[CYBORSUIT GROANS]
OH.
THIS IS EASY.
I TAKE A STEP,
YOU TAKE A STEP.
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,
HE CAN WALK.
THIS IS WAY COOL.
Cyborsuit: ADJUSTING
THERMAL ENVIRONMENT.
TURN IT OFF!
TURN IT OFF!
ACTUATED.
WHAT ARE YOU TRYING
TO DO, BROIL ME?
BIOTIC HOST REQUESTED
TEMPERATURE ADJUSTMENT.
"COOL" DOESN'T MEAN
"COOL." IT MEANS...
JUST FORGET IT.
ERASING
MEMORY ARRAY--
NO! DON'T ERASE
ANYTHING.
ERASURE ABORTED.
THANK YOU.
I THINK IT'S TIME
FOR A TEST DRIVE.
THAT'S RIGHYOU DON'T KNOW
WHAT WE CAN SEE
WHY DON'T YOU
TELL YOUR DREAMS TO ME?
THE FANTASY
IS GONNA SET YOU FREE
WHOO!
YOU DON'T KNOW
WHAT WE CAN FIND
WHY DON'T YOU
COME WITH ME, UH-HUH
ON A MAGIC
CARPET RIDE?
CLOSE YOUR EYES
LOOK INSIDE NOW
LET THE SOUND
TAKE YOU AWAY
I COULD GET USED TO THIS.
WHAT DID YOU
SAY YOU WERE?
MY FULL
CLASSIFICATION
IS A PHASE ONE
CLOSE-ASSAULCYBORSUIT.
ASSAULT?
YOU MEAN LIKE IN FIGHTING?
FACTUAL.
MY PRIMARY FUNCTION
IS COMBAT ENHANCEMENT.
COMBAT ENHANCEMENT?
[POWER TOOL
BUZZING]
Manfred: YEAH!
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
WHOO-HOO-HOO!
YEAH! WHOO-HOO!
AAH!
[LAUGHS]
Manfred:
WHOO-HOO-HOO-HOO!
UHH. KID'S GOING
TO DRIVE ME TO DRINK.
Manfred: YEAH!
[LAUGHS]
TURBO!
HEY!
[LAUGHS]
[MAN HONKS HORN]
HOW MANY TIMES
HAVE I TOLD YOU
NOT TO FOOL AROUND
IN THE CUSTOMERS' CARS?
JUST A FEW MORE
MINUTES, DAD.
NOW!
DAD, JUST A FEW MINUTES.
NOW. I DON'T WANT TO
HAVE TO COME BACK AGAIN.
HMM. "JUST ONE KID,"
SHE SAYS.
"WE CAN HANDLE ONE KID."
NO PROBLEM. RIGHT.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
YEAH!
[LAUGHS]
[GRUNTS]
THERE'S A GREEN FLAG!
TURBO MOVES OUIN FRONT.
[IMITATES
REVVING ENGINE]
[IMITATES BRAKES]
TAKING THE CAR TO 180.
YEAH! ANYBODY TANK?
NO. HE TOTALS THE CAR.
HEY.
WHAT?
WHAT?
WHAT THE--
AAH!
[LAUGHS]
WHAT THE--
UHH! AAH!
AAH!
[BUZZING]
AAH!
AAH!
WHAT'S HAPPENING?
[HUMS CIRCUS MUSIC]
AAH! NO!
AAH!
AAH!
NOW THE FREE-FLYING
TURBO!
[GASPS FOR BREATH]
[MOANS]
THANK YOU.
[SIGHS]
THANK YOU. THANK YOU.
HUH?
WHO ARE YOU?
THERE IS NO ESCAPE,
EARTHLING.
WHAT?
GET AWAY FROM ME!
[LAUGHS]
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
YOUR BRAIN.
DAD!
OH!
[LAUGHS]
AAH!
AAH!
HELP!
IT DOESN'T GEANY BETTER THAN THIS.
[CATCHES BREATH]
GOING SOMEWHERE?
NO! NO, PLEASE.
YOU ARE U.S.A.D.--
NO, U.S.D.A.
ER, U.S.D.A. CHOICE
DEAD MEAT.
DON'T TAKE MY BRAIN!
I CAN GET YOU LOTS OF
BRAINS! LEAVE ME ALONE!
DON'T! NO! COME ON!
PLEASE!
OH, NO!
AAH!
DON'T!
AAH!
[GROANS]
CRAP.
Spencer: SLAM DUNK.
HA HA! I BET HE MOVES
TO ANOTHER COUNTRY.
GOING UP.
WHOA!
WHOA. AAH!
HELLO, CRYSTAL BLUFF.
HERE'S THE NEW KID IN TOWN.
LET'S SEE.
WHO ELSE SHOULD I ABUSE?
Cyborsuit:
WHY DID BIOTIC HOSNOT DESTROY ENEMY?
COME ON. I DIDN'T WANTO DESTROY HIM.
I JUST WANTED TO,
YOU KNOW, SCARE HIM.
FOR WHAT PURPOSE?
FOR FUN.
AMPLIFY FUN.
UM...
FUN IS DOING SOMETHING
THAT MAKES YOU FEEL GOOD,
LIKE WATCHING TURBO
CRAP HIS PANTS.
SOMETHING THAMAKES YOU LAUGH.
AMPLIFY LAUGH.
WHAT YOU DO
WHEN SOMETHING'S FUNNY.
UH, LIKE, UH...
WHAT DO YOU CALL A COW
WITH NO FEET?
INSUFFICIENT DATA.
[IMITATES BUZZER] WRONG.
GROUND BEEF. GET IT?
THAT WAS A JOKE.
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO LAUGH
AT THIS POINT.
SOME LAUGHTER WOULD BE GOOD.
LAUGHTER?
YOU KNOW--HEE HEE HEE,
HA HA HA, HO HO HO.
GET IT NOW?
I AM NOT CERTAIN--
[ALARM SOUNDS]
HEY! HEY, WHAT IS THAT?
POWER CORE OVERLOAD.
EXPLOSION IMMINENT.
EXPLOSION?
WHAT EXPLOSION?
[ALARM STOPS]
YOU SCARED THE CRAP
OUT OF ME.
WHY'D YOU DO THAT?
FOR FUN.
HA HA HA!
HO HO HO!
I HAVE MASTERED
THE CONCEPT OF FUN.
[LAUGHS]
[TV ON]
Woman on TV: AAH!
Man on TV:
IS THAT ME GOLD?
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?
I'M A LEPRECHAUN,
ME DEAR.
HERE.
THIS IS WHAYOU'RE LOOKING FOR, RIGHT?
AH.
ME POWERS ARE RETURNING.
HA HA HA!
SOUNDS LIKE ME GOLD.
KEVIN, WHAT ARE YOU
DOING HERE?
COME OUTSIDE.
NO, I CAN'T.
I TOLD YOU ALREADY.
COME ON, JUST FOR A SECOND.
HURRY UP.
HURRY UP.
OHH.
OH, MY GOD.
I PICKED IT UP
THIS AFTERNOON.
PAID FOR IAND EVERYTHING.
I HAVE BEEN SAVING
FOR A WHILE.
BRAND-NEW?
IT'S PRE-OWNED. YOU
WANT TO GO FOR A RIDE?
I CAN'T, KEVIN.
I TOLD YOU.
I'M BABY-SITTING
THE FUNGUS.
OH, COME ON. JUST GO
AROUND THE BLOCK.
NO ONE WILL KNOW
YOU'RE GONE.
I WANT TO BREAK IT IN
WITH YOU.
[CALLIOPE MUSIC PLAYING]
[CARNIVAL BARKER TALKING]
Spencer: WELL,
THIS IS THE FALL FAIR.
SHE'S IN THERE
SOMEWHERE.
Cyborsuit: BIOTIC HOSSEEKS TO MATE
WITH FEMALE
MICHELLE EBERHART?
MATE? PLEASE. I DON'T WANTO MATE WITH HER.
I JUST LIKE HER,
THAT'S ALL.
IF I COULD TALK TO HER,
I'D TELL HER.
Cyborsuit:
WHY CAN EARTH BIOTIC
NOT COMMUNICATE
WITH FEMALE BIOTIC?
BECAUSE I'M A CHICKEN.
NONFACTUAL.
A CHICKEN IS A WIDELY
DOMESTICATED EARTH FOWL.
I KNOW WHAT A CHICKEN
LOOKS LIKE.
I MEAN, I'M TOO SCARED
TO TALK TO HER.
I--I TENSE UP.
IT'S A MALFUNCTION.
THEN WHAT IS
OUR MISSION HERE?
I JUST WANT TO SEE
WHAT SHE'S DOING, OK?
OK.
Spencer:
MAYBE THIS IS A BAD IDEA.
I DON'T SEE HER ANYWHERE.
Spencer: WHOOPS.
BETTER STAY LOW.
Cyborsuit: SO THIS IS
EARTH BIOTIC MATING RITUAL.
YOU USED
THE "M" WORD AGAIN.
[CYBORSUIT GROWLS]
Spencer:
DEFINITELY A BAD IDEA.
WE'LL NEVER FIND HER
IN ALL THIS.
COOL.
HOW'D YOU DO THAT?
Cyborsuit:
NEURAL INTERCEPTOR
INTERPRETS BIOTIC HOST'S
CEREBRAL SYNAPSES.
YOU READ MY MIND?
FACTUAL.
THE IMAGE IS TARGETED.
GRAPHIC ANALYSIS
IN PROGRESS.
ALL BIO-FORMS
NOW BEING SCANNED.
Man: WE'VE BEEN OVER THIS.
WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?
Woman:
I'M TIRED OF THIS.
Cyborsuit:
TARGET ACQUIRED.
CHILL OUT. WE'RE NOGONNA BLOW HER AWAY.
I DON'T WANMYSELF CLONED.
WHAT ABOUT YOU, MIKA?
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE
WHEN YOU GROW UP?
I WISH TO RUN
A PROFITABLE
T-SHIRT BUSINESS.
T-SHIRT BUSINESS?
WHAT'S WRONG
WITH THAT?
WHAT ARE WE
GONNA RIDE NEXT?
THE OCTOPUS.
OH, LOOK
AT THE ROCK-O-PLANE.
WHOA. THAT'S NASTY.
WHOA.
IT'LL MAKE ME DIZZY.
IT'S SUPPOSED
TO MAKE YOU DIZZY.
[EVIL LAUGHTER]
Woman: WHAT'S THAT?
Man: I WON IAT THE DIME TOSS.
CAN I KEEP IT?
NO.
I WANT IT. PLEASE.
Man: LET'S GO, GIRLS.
YOU'RE NEXT.
LET'S HUSTLE IT UP NOW.
Cyborsuit:
DEFENSE SYSTEMS ALERTED.
ACTIVATING PHASE-BOLIMPELLERS.
HOSTILE BIOTIC DETECTED.
INITIATING AUTO-COMBAT MODE.
WAIT, THAT'S NOA HOSTILE--
TARGET ACQUIRED.
HEY!
HEY!
Cyborsuit: TARGET SERVICED.
HOSTILE BIO-FORM SCAN
NOW IN PROGRESS.
WHAT'S HAPPENING?
TARGET ACQUIRED.
PHASE-BOLT IMPELLERS
ON SEARCH AND DESTROY.
TARGET ACQUIRED.
TARGET ACQUIRED.
MAKE IT STOP!
STOP!
STOP!
AMPLIFY COMMAND.
OH, HEY!
IS THIS
PART OF RIDE?
Spencer: MICHELLE.
TARGET ACQUIRED.
CEASE FIRE!
AAH!
AAH!
NO!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
YOU KNOW,
SAVING PEOPLE IS A LOMORE FUN THAN SCARING THEM.
ARE YOU SURE THIS ISN'A MATING RITUAL?
A LITTLE PRIVACY.
GRR.
[SIRENS]
UH-OH.
WE BETTER HIT THE ROAD.
WE MUST STRIKE
THE ASPHALT.
I MEAN, LEAVE!
GET OUT OF HERE!
RECOMMEND
ESCAPE TACTIC ONE.
ROGER.
WHO IS ROGER?
DO IT!
Cyborsuit:
ESCAPE ANALYSIS COMPLETE.
CONTACT IN 5, 4...
HOLD IT!
JUST WHAT IS
ESCAPE TACTIC NUMBER--
ONE.
WHOA!
Spencer: AAH!
[MEOW]
[MEOW]
[MEOW]
SHALL WE REVIEW
STOPPING PROCEDURES?
Spencer: LATER.
YOU MIND TELLING ME
WHAT WAS SHOOTING
OUT OF MY ARMS?
HIGH MAGNITUDE PHASE BOLDISRUPTER BURSTS.
BUT WHY DID THEY GO OFF?
MY DEFENSE SYSTEMS
DETECTED THE PRESENCE
OF A HOSTILE BIOTIC.
WHAT?
THAT WAS BERT THE T-REX,
YOU IDIOT!
A GUY IN A COSTUME!
NOT SOME HOSTILE BIOTIC!
THE CONFIGURATION MATCHES
A HOSTILE LIFE FORM
FOUND ON HELGIS 5.
HELLO! THIS IS EARTH!
THIS IS NOT HELGIS 5!
JEEZ, I THOUGHWE WERE CLEAR ON THIS!
YOU COULD HAVE WASTED
MICHELLE EBERHART.
WHAT KIND OF CYBORSUIARE YOU?
OH!
OHH!
I AM A PROTOTYPE.
MY DESIGNERS
WERE IN THE PROCESS
OF FINALIZING KEY SYSTEMS
WHEN I WAS JETTISONED.
NOW YOU TELL ME.
I HAVE NOTED
THE MISIDENTIFICATION.
IT WILL NOT OCCUR AGAIN.
IT'S OK.
I GUESS I SHOULDN'HAVE YELLED AT YOU.
WE COULD HAVE HURSOMEONE, YOU KNOW?
UNDERSTOOD.
[SIRENS APPROACHING]
Spencer: OK, TIME
TO MAKE SOME RULES.
FROM NOW ON,
YOU CAN'T SHOOT ANYTHING
UNLESS I SAY
"SIMON SAYS" FIRST.
Cyborsuit:
"SIMON SAYS" PREFIX LOGGED.
AND YOU CAN RELAX.
THIS IS CRYSTAL BLUFF.
THERE AREN'T ANY
HOSTILE BIOTICS HERE.
30 MINUTES.
YEAH, RIGHT.
OH, MAN.
[RUMBLING]
[EXPLOSION]
MAN.
[COUGHING]
HELLO?
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
IS ANYONE IN THERE?
DO YOU NEED HELP?
HELLO?
[GROWLING]
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
Spencer: OK.
NICE AND EASY.
REAL GENTLE.
DOING GOOD.
EXCELLENT.
GRACEFUL.
HOPE MY SISTER
DIDN'T HEAR THAT.
Cyborsuit:
THERMAL TRACERS DETECT NO--
SHH.
[QUIETER]
THERMAL TRACERS
DETECT NO BIOTICS
WITHIN EARTH DWELLING.
YOU MEAN NO ONE'S HOME?
FACTUAL.
SHE MUST BE OULOOKING FOR ME.
DAD'S GONNA HAVE A COW.
THE COW WITH NO LEGS?
YEAH, SAME ONE.
ANYWAY,
THIS IS MY ROOM.
THAT'S A POSTER
OF THE THING.
LOOKS A LOLIKE MY SISTER.
THAT'S MY CLOSET.
HMM.
I GUESS YOU'D NEVER
FIT IN THERE.
AH, THIS IS MY BED,
WHERE I SLEEP.
THAT'S MY COMPUTER.
KIND OF A DUMB
VERSION OF YOU.
OH, HERE'S
A COMIC BOOK.
IT'S CALLED
THE MIDKNIGHT WARRIOR.
HE'S A SUPERHERO.
SUPERHERO?
YEAH. HE FIGHTS BAD GUYS,
SAVES PEOPLE.
HE'S PRETTY COOL.
WHAT IS THIS IMAGE?
THAT'S A PICTURE
OF ME AND MY FAMILY
ON A FISHING TRIP.
IT'S ME,
MY DAD, STACEY, AND...
MY MOM.
MY MOM DIED
2 YEARS AGO.
WHY DID SHE CEASE
TO FUNCTION?
SHE GOT SICK.
IT HAPPENS
TO PEOPLE.
NOW IT'S JUSTHE THREE OF US.
WE DON'T GO FISHING
ANYMORE.
I REALLY MISS HER.
I SURE WOULD LIKE
TO SEE HER AGAIN.
MOM?
THANKS.
Cyborsuit: YOU'RE WELCOME.
Spencer: WE BETTER FIND
SOMEPLACE TO HIDE YOU.
GOOD THING
THERE'S NO ONE HOME.
YOU MAKE
SOME SERIOUS NOISE.
DON'T YOU HAVE, LIKE,
A STEALTH MODE OR SOMETHING?
Cyborsuit: WE ARE
IN STEALTH MODE.
REAL STEALTHY.
BOY. SERIOUS
MUNCHIE ATTACK.
I JUST REALIZED
I'M STARVING.
BIOTIC HOSIS NOT STARVING.
I'M REALLY HUNGRY, OK?
OK.
I'M JUST GONNA
CHECK OUT THE FRIDGE.
EASY NOW.
OK, LET'S SEE.
BYPASS ANYTHING
DAD MIGHT HAVE COOKED,
ANYTHING STACEY
MIGHT HAVE TOUCHED.
THAT LEAVES...
PIZZA.
I'LL JUST CLEAR A LITTLE PATH.
WHOOPS.
I'LL GET THAT.
OW!
THIS DOESN'T FEEL RIGHT.
HEY, HELLO, U-TURN.
WHAT'S GOING ON?
I CAN'T SEE.
WHAT'S HAPPENING?
Cyborsuit: WE ARE
CHECKING OUT THE FRIDGE.
OW! WHAT WAS THAT?
INSUFFICIENT DATA
FOR RESPONSE.
WHOA!
AAH!
WHOO-HOO-HOO!
KEVIN, COME ON.
I GOTTA GET HOME.
HUH? WHY?
'CAUSE SPENCER'S
AT HOME ALL BY HIMSELF.
HE'S JUST A LITTLE KID.
WHAT COULD HAPPEN?
Spencer: WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
WHOA!
AAH!
Spencer:
I DON'T WANT TO LOOK.
I CAN'T LOOK.
I GOTTA LOOK.
PERHAPS WE SHOULD
HIT THE ROAD AGAIN.
Woman: SATURN RINGS,
PLUTO PIE,
AND A CENTAURI SODA.
THERE YOU GO, SIR.
THANKS.
HAVE A GOOD NIGHT.
WELCOME TO BURGER WORLD.
MAY I TAKE YOUR ORDER?
Cyborsuit:
A NEBULA BURGER,
SATURN FRIES,
AND A MOON SHAKE.
THAT COMES TO 4.16.
DRIVE TO THE PICK-UP
WINDOW, PLEASE.
THANK YOU.
4.16...
PLEASE.
"I.O.U."?
HEY!
Spencer: I GUESS
I CAN ADD MY DAD
TO THE LIST OF PEOPLE
WHO HATE ME.
Cyborsuit: I DO NOT BELIEVE
THAT YOUR FATHER HATES YOU.
OH, YEAH? WAIUNTIL HE SEES THE HOUSE.
ON EARTH,
TRASHING YOUR HOUSE
IS NOT CONSIDERED
A GOOD THING.
YOU JUSDON'T KNOW DADS.
I KNOW MY FATHER.
YOU HAVE A DAD?
MY CREATOR AND TEACHER
IS TENRIS DE'THAR,
SCIENTIST PRIME
OF THE FIRST COUNCIL.
HE IS VERY
PROTECTIVE OF ME,
AS YOUR FATHER IS OF YOU.
HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
I HAVE BEEN
IN YOUR MIND.
I HAVE SEEN
WHAT YOU HAVE SEEN.
YOUR FATHER
AND YOUR SISTER
FEEL VERY STRONGLY
FOR YOU, EARTH BIOTIC.
YOU KNOW, YOU CAN
CALL ME SPENCER.
SPENCER.
WHAT DO PEOPLE CALL YOU?
PHASE ONE
ASSAULT CYBORSUIT.
HOW ABOUT CY?
I COULD...
GET USED TO IT.
HOW AM I SUPPOSED
TO EAT THIS THING?
INSERT NOURISHMENT INTO
FOOD-PROCESSING RECEPTACLE.
HERE IT GOES.
[WHIRRING]
[GULP]
STAND BY TO RECEIVE
NOURISHMENT.
[BELL RINGS]
I'M SUPPOSED
TO EAT THAT?
UH--OH.
OHH!
WHAT IS THIS?
ONE SYNTHESIZED
NEBULA BURGER.
ALL NONESSENTIAL COMPOUNDS
HAVE BEEN FILTERED OUT.
OHH.
I'M EATING
A CYBORSUIT TURD.
YOU KNOW,
IF YOU'RE GONNA DIGESMY FOOD BEFORE I DO,
IT'S GONNA PUT A REAL STRAIN
ON OUR RELATIONSHIP.
[BURPS]
PROCEDURE
IS NECESSARY
TO SHIELD BIOTIC HOSFROM CONTAMINATION.
ALL CONSUMABLE ORGANIC
SOLIDS AND FLUIDS
MUST BE SYNTHESIZED.
SPEAKING OF FLUIDS,
I GOTTA EMPTY SOME.
OK, SO, UH...
CAN YOU LET ME OUFOR A SEC?
UNABLE TO COMPLY.
BAD TIME
FOR A JOKE, CY.
COME ON, LET ME OUT.
UNABLE TO COMPLY.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
"UNABLE TO COMPLY"?
CYBORSUIT DISMOUNCANNOT COMMENCE
WITHOUT FULFILLMENOF MISSION PARAMETERS.
MISSION?
WHAT MISSION?
ASSIGNED MISSION
IS TO TEST CYBORSUIBATTLE FUNCTIONS
IN A FIELD COMBASITUATION.
FIELD COMBASITUATION?
LOOK, I DON'T KNOW
WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT,
BUT LET ME OUT.
I AM UNABLE TO COMPLY.
Stacey: OK, YOU CAN COME IN,
BUT JUST FOR A MINUTE,
'CAUSE MY DAD'S
GONNA BE HOME SOON.
WE'RE AT THE WRONG HOUSE.
PLEASE TELL ME
WE'RE AT THE WRONG HOUSE.
[CAR HORN HONKS]
OH, GOD, MY DAD.
OH, NO.
MAYBE HE'S AT THE WRONG
HOUSE, TOO.
KEVIN, WHAT ARE WE
GONNA TELL HIM?
WE?
LATER.
LATER?
LOOK, THIS IS OUOF MY JURISDICTION.
CALL ME.
KEVIN!
Spencer: I CAN'T PEE
IN MY PANTS.
YOU KNOW WHAT THAT WOULD DO
TO ME EMOTIONALLY?
Cyborsuit:
AMPLIFY REQUEST.
I HAVE TO PEE!
AMPLIFY REQUEST.
I HAVE TO PEE!
TAKE A WHIZ!
MAKE A PIT STOP!
DRAIN THE MAIN VEIN!
TERMS UNRECOGNIZED.
OHH!
WHAT'S THE WORD?
WHAT'S THE WORD?
URINATE!
I HAVE TO URINATE!
YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS?
A BIOTIC FUNCTION
TO EXPEL LIQUID WASTE.
BINGO!
YOU THINK YOU COULD
MAYBE OPEN SOMETHING UP
SO I CAN EXPEL?
UNSEALING
URINATION APERTURE.
OH, NOW YOU'RE TALKING.
I'M IN TROUBLE.
Boy: WE MIGHAS WELL GO, TOO.
Robot: DR. SMITH SUFFERS
THE INJURY OF EMBARRASSMENT.
HE WILL RECOVER.
I GUESS
YOU'RE RIGHT.
WHAT'S WRONG?
WARNING.
IMMEDIATE DANGER.
WHAT KIND OF DANGER?
MY SENSORS
WILL NOT ACCEPTHE POSSIBILITY
OF ITS EXISTENCE.
GOLLY.
[THUMP]
[TURNS SOUND OFF]
Boy: BOY, YOU SURE
GAVE ME A SCARE.
[THUMP]
Robot: TOUCH NOTHING.
REPEAT, TOUCH NOTHING.
CAUTION, CAUTION.
THERE IS DANGER.
NO, THERE ISN'T.
THIS MACHINE HASN'T BEEN
USED IN YEARS AND YEARS.
IT IS MORE
THAN A MACHINE.
IT IS A ROBOTOID.
YOU MEAN IT WAS.
IS SOMEBODY THERE?
[SIGHS]
AAH!
SHH. MISS HALLOWAY, SHH.
CALM DOWN.
CY, LET HER HEAR ME.
VOICE LINK ACTIVATED.
MISS HALLOWAY, IT'S ME.
MISS HALLOWAY,
IT'S ME, SPENCER.
AAH!
I'LL LET YOU GO,
BUT YOU GOTTA PROMISE
NOT TO FREAK OUT, OK?
MM-HMM!
OK.
OH, MY GOD.
OH, MY GOD.
OH, NO.
OH, I KILLED HER.
Cyborsuit: SPENCER.
SPENCER.
HUH, WHAT?
Spencer:
MISS HALLOWAY.
MISS HALLOWAY,
IT'S ME.
OH, MY GOD.
SPENCER?
IN PERSON.
WELL, SORT OF.
THIS IS TOO WEIRD.
TELL ME ABOUT IT.
WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?
I HAVE TO USE
YOUR BATHROOM.
[CHIRPING]
OK, WHAT NEXT?
Cyborsuit: APPLY
PRESSURE TO MICROTAB
BENEATH UMBILICAL.
OK, I'M KIND OF HAVING
A HARD TIME DEALING WITH THIS.
UM, NOW, THESE TALKINS--
TRELKINS.
TRELKINS BUILT YOU
AS SOME KIND OF A WEAPON.
FACTUAL.
SO, WHAT ARE YOU
DOING HERE?
I WAS JETTISONED
FROM MY HOME WORLD.
I CAN'T DO THIS
IF YOU DON'T KEEP STILL.
I'M TRYING.
THERE.
OH.
SECOND DOOR
ON THE RIGHT.
[UNZIPPING]
[URINATING]
AHH.
[URINATING]
OOH, WOW.
[SPENCER CONTINUES
URINATING]
[TOILET FLUSHES]
OHH.
THAT WAS SPECIAL.
THANKS, MISS HALLOWAY.
SO, SPENCER,
HOW DID YOU, UM...
GET INTO THIS?
IT WASN'T ALL THAT HARD.
WELL, WE'RE GONNA
HAVE TO GET YOU OUT.
I KNOW.
I'M GETTING A KILLER ITCH
IN MY LEFT SHIN.
OH, WELL, WE'RE
GONNA HAVE TO--
I'LL MAKE SOME PHONE CALLS
BECAUSE THERE'S GOTTA
BE SOMEBODY TO CALL...
TO HELP.
[ALARM]
Cyborsuit:
THERMAL TRACERS DETECAPPROACHING
HOSTILE BIOTIC.
OH, RIGHT.
WHO IS IT THIS TIME--
BIG BIRD?
TEMPERATURE ANALYSIS
REVEALS THE PRESENCE
OF A BROODWARRIOR
USURPER-DRONE.
ACTIVATING
PHASE-BOLT IMPELLER.
WHAT'S HAPPENING NOW?
OH, IT'S JUST A BROODWARRIOR
USURPER-DRONE.
NOTHING TO WO--
[GASPS]
WORRY ABOUT.
[GROWLING]
Cyborsuit: I HAVE DETECTED
AN UNKNOWN VIBRATION.
Spencer: THAT'S ME SHAKING.
THAT'S A BAD GUY, RIGHT?
THAT'S A BAD GUY.
USURPER-DRONE
ACTIVATING CHEM-RIFLE.
AAH!
Spencer: MISS HALLOWAY!
Cyborsuit: RECOMMEND
IMMEDIATE RESPONSE.
FIRE!
BLOW! MAYBE
YOU DIDN'T HEAR ME.
FIRE!
FIRE!
FIRE, FIRE!
"SIMON SAYS" PREFIX
IS REQUIRED
FOR IMPELLER
DISCHARGE.
HA, MISSED.
SIMON SAYS--
BRACE
FOR DETONATION!
AAH!
Miss Halloway:
IS THIS THE OPERATOR?
SIMON SAYS FIRE!
PHASE-BOLT IMPELLERS
OFF-LINE.
[ROARS]
WHY DOES EVERYONE
WANT TO BEAT ME UP?
AAH!
JANET HALL--AAH!
HELLO. YEAH,
I NEED THE POLICE DEPARTMENT.
WAIT. DON'T PUT ME ON HOLD.
HELLO! HELLO!
[ROARS]
Woman: HONEY, CALM DOWN.
Man: CALM DOWN?
YEAH, CALM DOWN.
CALM DOWN?
YOUR SON JUST KILLED
A CORVETTE--
A CUSTOMER'S CORVETTE.
HE SAID IT WASN'HIS FAULT.
OH, WELL,
THANKS FOR REMINDING ME.
IT WAS A GIANALIEN ROBOT.
I'M TELLING YOU,
MARGARET,
THAT KID IS
U.S.D.A. CHOICE DEAD MEAT.
Spencer: OK, TIME
FOR A CONFERENCE.
OW! LEAVE ME ALONE.
YOU ARE DAMAGED.
FORGET ME.
WHAT WAS THAT THING?
A USURPER-DRONE:
ELITE MARAUDER SPY
OF BROODWARRIOR SHOCK TROOP
BATTALIONS.
SPECIES: BROODWARRIOR.
ORIGIN: PLANET ICHIX.
EXTREMELY HOSTILE
AND WARLIKE.
OH, THAT'S NEWS.
BROODWARRIORS EMBARKED
ON A CAMPAIGN
OF GALACTIC CONQUEST,
BEGINNING
STANDARD YEAR 1025.
BROODWARRIORS
HAVE SUBJUGATED 11 WORLDS.
THEY ARE CURRENTLY
ENGAGED
IN INTERPLANETARY WAR
WITH TRELKAS.
THAT'S YOUR PLANET.
IT WANTS YOU,
DOESN'T IT?
PROBABLE MISSION
OF USURPER-DRONE:
SECURE OR DESTROY TRELKIN
CYBORSUIT PROTOTYPE.
WELL, IT CAN'DESTROY YOU
WITHOUT DESTROYING ME.
YOU GOTTA LET ME OUT.
MISSION PARAMETERS
MUST BE MET.
THE MISSION
PARAMETERS WERE
I HAD TO FIGHTHE BROODWARRIOR, RIGHT?
BIOTIC HOST MUST ENGAGE ENEMY
IN FIELD COMBAT SITUATION.
BUT IT DOESN'T SAY
I HAVE TO BEATHE ENEMY, DOES IT?
I JUST HAVE
TO ENGAGE HIM.
FACTUAL.
WELL, I HIT HIM,
AND HE HIT ME.
WE ENGAGED LIKE CRAZY.
I MET THE MISSION PARAMETERS,
AND YOU KNOW IT.
WHOA!
HEY, THANKS
FOR THE RIDE.
IT'S BEEN FUN...
MOSTLY.
IT HAS BEEN FUN.
YOU'RE RIGHT, YOU KNOW?
MY DAD'S PROBABLY
REALLY WORRIED ABOUT ME.
SEE YOU.
WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN
IF THE BROODWARRIOR
FINDS YOU?
I WILL BE TRANSPORTED
TO THE BROODWARRIOR HOME WORLD.
AND THEN WHAT?
REVERSE ENGINEERING
WILL COMMENCE.
REVERSE ENGINEERING?
I WILL BE DISMANTLED
AND STUDIED.
MY TECHNOLOGY WILL ASSISTHE BROODWARRIORS
IN THEIR CONFLICAGAINST THE TRELKINS.
BUMMER.
BUT I GOTTA WORRY
ABOUT EARTH.
UNLESS TRELKAS REPELS
THE CURRENT BROODWARRIOR
OFFENSIVE,
PLANET EARTH WILL ALSO
SUFFER INVASION.
IT WILL?
ARE YOU SURE
ABOUT THIS?
BROODWARRIORS
ARE EXTREMELY RELIABLE.
THERE'S NOTHING
I CAN DO ABOUT IT.
YOU CAN PREVENTHE BROODWARRIORS
FROM ACQUIRING ME.
NO WAY.
IN CASE
YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED,
I'M NOT A WARRIOR.
WE CAN DEFEAT HIM.
I DON'T WANTO DEFEAT HIM.
I'M ONLY 12.
I WANT TO LIVE
TO BE 13.
I WAS DOING FINE
UNTIL YOU SHOWED UP.
I DON'T NEED ANY STUPID
CYBORSUIT ANYWAY.
I'M OUT OF HERE.
[SQUEALING]
Radio: BE ON THE LOOKOUFOR A MISSING JUVENILE, AGE 12.
Roland: DO YOU HAVE
ANY IDEA HOW THIS SOUNDS?
I HAVE TRIED TO COME UP
WITH SOME OTHER
EXPLANATION
FOR WHAT HAS HAPPENED
TONIGHT.
Stacey: ANY LUCK?
NO.
I MEAN,
LIKE IT OR NOT,
THIS IS HAPPENING.
IT'S THE TRUTH.
DEFINE TRUTH.
STACEY, THAT'S ENOUGH.
LOOK...
I KNOW YOU BELIEVE...
WHAT YOU THINK HAPPENED
HAPPENED.
BUT YOU THINK
I'M HALLUCINATING.
NO, I DIDN'T SAY THAT.
I DID NOT SAY THAT.
YEAH,
BUT YOU'RE THINKING IT.
LOOK AROUND.
IS THIS A HALLUCINATION?
BECAUSE IF IT IS,
YOU OUGHT TO COME
TO MY HOUSE
AND LOOK ATHE HALLUCINATION THERE.
YEAH, IT'S THE FASTESREMODELING JOB
IN THE HISTORY
OF HOME CONSTRUCTION.
SHE'S NOT HALLUCINATING.
SPENCER!
SPENCER!
OH, BUDDY.
OH, GOD.
Janet: WHAT HAPPENED?
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
TELL ME
I DIDN'T JUST DO THAT.
DAD, WE GOTTA WARN
THE POLICE.
WARN THE POLICE?
WHAT--
WHAT MISS HALLOWAY SAID
IS REAL.
THE BROODWARRIORS
ARE COMING.
THEY'RE GONNA INVADE
THE EARTH IF WE DON'T STOP
THE USURPER-DRONES
FROM GETTING CY.
HE'S WIGGING.
HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT,
SPENCER?
CY TOLD ME.
WAIT A MINUTE.
WHO'S INVADING THE EARTH?
THE BROODWARRIORS.
THEY'RE ALIENS.
OK.
THEY'VE TAKEN OVER
11 PLANETS.
YEAH, THAT'S ENOUGH,
SPENCER.
THEY'RE FIGHTING
THE TRELKINS NOW,
AND NEXT,
THEY'LL COME AFTER US.
WE'LL TALK
ABOUT THIS LATER.
LATER MIGHT BE TOO LATE!
I SAID THAT'S ENOUGH!
WHERE'S THE CYBORSUIT,
SPENCER?
ALL RIGHT! HEY!
EVERYBODY, HOLD ON
JUST ONE SECOND.
I WANT YOU TO GO UPSTAIRS
WHILE I TALK TO JANET.
BUT, DAD!
GO NOW.
CAN I TALK TO HER
IN PRIVATE, PLEASE?
[GRUNTS]
HEY.
TALK ABOUA WEIRD NIGHT.
YEAH.
DAD WAS REALLY WORRIED
ABOUT YOU.
I KNOW.
ME, TOO, I GUESS.
I MEAN,
WHAT'S LIFE WITHOUTHE FUNGUS TO PICK ON?
THANKS.
I JUST WANT SOMEONE
TO BELIEVE ME!
YOU KNOW...
BACK WHEN MOM WAS ALIVE,
I WAS HAVING SOME PROBLEMS
IN SCHOOL.
GIRL STUFF.
BUT I ASKED HER
WHAT I SHOULD DO,
AND YOU KNOW
WHAT SHE SAID?
UH-UH.
SHE SAID, THINK OF SOMEONE
YOU REALLY ADMIRE
AND ASK YOURSELF
WHAT THEY WOULD DO
IN THAT SITUATION.
WHAT HAPPENED?
WHEN I TOLD HER
THAT PERSON
WAS THE LEAD SINGER
OF SWITCHBLADE NUNS,
SHE FIGURED
MAYBE THAT WASN'THE RIGHT APPROACH FOR ME.
BUT, HEY,
IT MIGHT WORK FOR YOU.
I AM NOT GONNA ARGUE
ABOUT THIS ANYMORE.
AT LEAST LET HIM TAKE US
TO THE CYBORSUIT.
WE'VE ALL BEEN THROUGH
ENOUGH TONIGHT.
I REALLY THINK
YOU SHOULD--
[FOOTSTEPS UPSTAIRS]
OH, NO.
SPENCER!
DAMN IT.
WAIT! ROLAND, WAIT!
SPENCER!
SPENCER!
HE RAN AWAY.
I DON'T BELIEVE THIS.
MAYBE THAT'S WHY
HE RAN AWAY.
HAD TO BE.
[EXHALES]
WE'RE GONNA TALK.
THIS IS NOT A GOOD TIME.
HEY! LET GO!
MAKE ME!
WILL YOU TELL ME
WHAT'S GOING ON NOW?
I SAID LET GO!
AAH!
I DON'T WANNA DO THIS.
WELL, MAYBE JUSA LITTLE.
COME ON!
[WHIRRING]
WHAT WAS THAT?
IT'S HEADED BACK
TOWARDS THE TRESTLE.
I'LL NEVER MAKE IIN TIME.
LISTEN, YOU WANNA KNOW
WHAT'S GOING ON?
I'LL TELL YOU
EVERYTHING,
BUT YOU GOTTA HELP ME.
WHY SHOULD I HELP YOU?
BECAUSE THE FUTURE
OF MANKIND IS AT STAKE.
[SQUEALING]
[RATTLING]
Turbo: I DON'T KNOW
ABOUT THIS.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
THIS WAS YOUR IDEA.
YEAH, BUT I WASN'THINKING STRAIGHT.
I WAS CONFUSED.
YOU SHOULD BE USED
TO THAT BY NOW.
SHH.
WATCH THE UPHOLSTERY.
[TURNS IGNITION]
YOU KNOW, I'M ALREADY
IN HELLACIOUS TROUBLE
WITH MY DAD.
WHEN THE EARTH ISN'T INVADED,
HE'LL THANK YOU.
[TIRES SQUEALING]
[GLASS SHATTERS]
HEY!
HEY!
MY CAR!
YEAH!
AAH! SLOW DOWN!
WHOO-HOO-HOO!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING? AAH!
YEAH!
AAH!
ROCKIN'!
HONEY, COME ON.
STACEY, HONEY, PLEASE.
PLEASE. PLEASE.
WHAT?
JUST HELP ME OUT HERE.
I AM.
DAD, STOP.
DAMN LUNATIC!
CY!
WAIT UP!
CY!
WAIT UP!
CY!
I DON'T SEE HIM.
THEY GOT HIM.
WHAT, THAT BROOD THING?
HE'S HEADED BACK
TOWARDS TOWN.
COME ON!
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[SQUEALING]
[GROWLS]
WHOO-HOO!
IT MAKES SENSE.
IT'S WHERE
THE CYBORSUIT LANDED.
THE BROODWARRIOR'S PROBABLY
GONNA CLEAR ITS TRACKS
BEFORE HE TAKES OFF.
I BET YOU'D NEVER KNOW
I DIDN'T HAVE A LICENSE.
[SIREN]
UH-OH.
SURE SOUNDS LIKE
SOMEONE FIGURED IT OUT.
HANG ON.
HANG ON?!
WHOA!
Radio: 18, ARE YOU IN NEED
OF ASSISTANCE?
COOL.
DAD SURE DID A GOOD JOB
ON THESE BRAKES.
[WHIMPERS]
AAH!
Roland:
WHERE DO WE LIVE?
DAD.
IN A NEIGHBORHOOD
OF--OF HOODLUMS...
AND--AND
NE'ER-DO-WELLS.
Spencer: AAH!
SPENCER!
SPENCER!
AAH!
YOU ARE NODRIVING ME HOME.
[GROWLS]
MAN, HE'S HUMONGOUS.
I BET HE DOESN'EVEN WORK OUT.
YOU'VE GOTTA
DISTRACT HIM.
I'VE GOTTA DISTRACTHAT?
I JUST NEED
A FEW SECONDS.
[ERRATIC BREATHING]
FUTURE OF MANKIND.
FUTURE OF MANKIND.
[GROWLS]
[DEEP BREATH]
HELLO, MR. ALIEN.
FREEZE!
[CHUCKLES]
AS DUMB
AS YOU ARE UGLY.
AAH!
GOTTA MOTOR.
OH!
AAH!
[GRUNTING]
[HISSING]
[MUFFLED SCREAMING]
[CLUNK]
HMM?
IT'S HEAD-CRUNCHING TIME.
THINK FAST.
[SHRIEKS]
YES!
MM-HMM!
SORRY I DUMPED OUON YOU, CY.
YOU ARE BRAVE
TO RETURN.
I WAS SCARED SICK.
THAT IS WHY
YOU ARE BRAVE.
[ALIEN SERPENT SQUEALS]
NICE ONE.
THANKS.
OW.
SORRY.
[METAL CREAKING]
[GROWLS]
UH-OH.
GOOD LUCK, AMIGO.
[SQUEALS]
[SQUEALS]
Spencer:
SIMON SAYS FIRE.
PHASE BOLT IMPELLERS
OFF-LINE.
I FORGOT.
RECOMMEND DEPLOYMENOF BATTLE SHIELD.
I'LL GO WITH THAT.
Cyborsuit: THIS WOULD BE
A GOOD TIME TO BLOCK.
UNH. AAH!
OOH.
AAH.
OH. AAH!
OH!
AAH!
OH.
TIME OUT! TIME OUT!
WHAT ELSE WE GOT?
Cyborsuit: DEPLOYING
MANUAL COMBAT ENHANCEMENT.
I'M LIKING THIS.
YES!
TAKE THAT!
[GRUNTING]
HAVE SOME PAIN!
HA HA!
COME ON.
I'M STANDING HERE.
[GROWLS]
OH!
INTERNAL PRESSURE
IS RISING.
YOU KNOW WHAI'M THINKING?
I DO.
ON 3. 1...
2...3.
AAH!
AAH!
LET ME GO! OH!
[SHRIEKS]
OH!
[GROWLING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
THAT COULD'VE
GONE BETTER.
OH!
AAH!
OH.
HEY, CY.
CY!
TALK TO ME.
CY, COME ON.
[SQUEALING]
CY.
[GROWLING]
CY!
DO SOMETHING.
[GRUNTING]
YEAH! NAILED YOU!
UH-OH.
AAH!
FUTURE OF MANKIND.
FUTURE OF MANKIND.
FUTURE OF MANKIND!
CY!
Cyborsuit: AT YOUR COMMAND.
[SHRIEKS]
WELCOME BACK
TO THE PARTY.
WARNING.
DANGEROUS LOSS OF
HYPER-REFLEXIVE ARMOR PLATING
IN MIDRIFF.
BROODWARRIOR CHEM BLASWILL TRIGGER POWER CORE
DETONATION.
OH, I GET THE PICTURE.
[GROWLS]
Cyborsuit:
YOU MUST EJECT.
NO WAY! I NEED YOU!
I WILL SOON
CEASE TO FUNCTION.
YOU CAN MAKE IT.
COME ON, TRY.
CY, COME ON!
DON'T GIVE UP.
Cyborsuit: I AM SORRY,
EARTH BIOTIC SPENCER.
OH.
OHH.
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING]
I AM EXPERIENCING
POWER DEPLETION
IN MY LOGIC GRID.
INNER SYSTEMS FAILING.
I AM C-CEASING TO FUNCTION.
NO.
YOU GOTTA HOLD ON.
I'LL GET SOMEONE
TO FIX YOU.
[BROODWARRIOR GROWLS]
JUST GONNA BORROW THIS, CY.
[METAL CLANKING]
[CLANK CLANK]
[CLANK]
[CLANK]
[CLANK CLANK]
[CLANK]
AAH!
AAH!
OH.
HOW WE DOING?
NOT GREAT.
HEY, PIZZA FACE!
LOOKING
FOR SOMETHING?
[SQUEALS]
COME ON!
COME AND GET ME!
COME ON!
HEY! OVER HERE!
COME FOLLOW ME!
WHAT ARE YOU
WAITING FOR?
COME ON!
YOUR BROOD-MOTHER
WEARS ARMY BOOTS!
[MUFFLED SCREAMING]
[GROWLS]
OH!
AAH!
OUCH.
[GROWLING]
I THINK NOT.
HE'S MINE NOW,
UNDERSTAND?
I GUESS
HE UNDERSTANDS.
UM...
ARE YOU SURE WE JUST CAN'T-TALK ABOUT THIS?
OH. AAH.
[GROWLING]
[MACHINE WHIRRING]
YOU--YOU BETTER SURRENDER.
[SNICKERING]
[WARNING BUZZERS]
COME ON.
COME ON!
OH! AAH!
AAH! WHOA!
AAH!
WHOA.
OH.
[GROWLING]
[SHRIEKING]
[SQUISHING]
UGH.
EW.
UGH.
UGH.
OH.
Stacey: THERE'S HIS CAR.
[GASPS]
AAH!
DAD, WHAT ARE YOU
TRYING TO DO,
BREAK ALL MY LIMBS?
Roland: STACEY, STAY IN
THE BACK SEAT, PLEASE.
HE'S HISTORY.
CY?
CY?
DON'T LEAVE ME.
DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE.
[THUNDERING NOISE]
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[SHOUTING IN ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[SOLDIERS CONVERSING
IN ALIEN LANGUAGE]
WATCH IT, PAL.
WOW.
CY?
CAN TALK. RED MEAT.
NEBULA BURGER.
UNSEALING URINATION
APERTURE.
HELLO.
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
Cyborsuit:
...SPENCER.
OH.
THIS IS TENRIS DE'THAR,
MY CREATOR.
HI.
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
SPENCER.
HMM...
MMM?
MMM?
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[LAUGHTER]
[SHOUTING
IN ALIEN LANGUAGE]
HMM.
I'M REALLY
GONNA MISS YOU.
YOU NO LONGER NEED
A CYBORSUIT.
I'LL ALWAYS NEED
A FRIEND.
THAT YOU WILL
ALWAYS HAVE.
[SOLDIER SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[THUNDERING NOISE]
Roland: SPENCER!
WHAT IS THAT?
SPENCER.
SPENCE, WHAT...
UH, I CAN EXPLAIN.
I HEREBY VOLUNTEER
AS A CHARACTER WITNESS.
LET'S GO HOME, HUH?
OK?
Roland: SO, KNOW ANY GOOD
FISHING HOLES AROUND HERE?
Janet: FULSOM'S CREEK.
BLUEGILL THE SIZE
OF HUBCAPS.
HUBCAPS.
THAT'S IF YOU KNOW
WHERE TO DROP YOUR LINE.
SO HOW WOULD I GO ABOUGETTING THAT INFORMATION?
DEPENDS ON WHAT YOU HAVE
TO TRADE.
HOW ABOUT A SLIGHTLY
USED FRIDGE?
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
I CAN'T GO THAT LOW.
YOU TALK TO
MY BUSINESS MANAGER, OK?
I'LL HANDLE IT.
LOOK, WE GOTTA MAKE
A PROFIT HERE.
YOU'RE JUST GONNA
HAVE TO TELL YOUR MOM
TO INCREASE
YOUR ALLOWANCE.
SPENCE.
YEAH, DAD?
3 P.M. SHARP,
I'LL BE HERE. OK?
THANKS, DAD.
OK, SEE YOU LATER.
BYE.
BREAK A LEG.
SO...
YOU LIKE
MIDKNIGHT WARRIOR?
YEAH, I DO.
CAPTIONING MADE POSSIBLE BY
TRIMARK HOME VIDEO
A POWERFUL BROODWARRIOR
INVASION FORCE
ATTACKED
THE PLANET TRELKAS.
[SPEAKING ALIEN LANGUAGE]
Narrator: THE TRELKINS,
A TINY, PEACEFUL RACE,
FOUGHT BRAVELY,
BUT THEY WERE NO MATCH
FOR THEIR RUTHLESS ENEMIES.
THEY SOON FACED EXTINCTION.
IN A DESPERATE EFFORTO SAVE THEIR PEOPLE,
TRELKIN SCIENTISTS
CONSTRUCTED A SECRET WEAPON
WHICH THEY HOPED WOULD
TURN THE TIDE OF BATTLE.
BUT TIME WAS RUNNING OUT.
[CONSOLE BEEPS]
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLES]
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLES]
Boy: FIGHT!
Boy: WHAT'D I DO?
WHAT'D YOU DO?
YOU'RE TRESPASSING.
THIS IS MY SIDE OF
THE BLACKTOP, BUTT-WIPE.
I DIDN'T HEAR YOU ASK
PERMISSION TO CROSS.
I GOT TO ASK PERMISSION?
YEAH. JUST BECAUSE
YOU'RE NEW,
WHAT, YOU THINK YOU CAN
DO WHAT YOU WANT?
YOU THINK
YOU'RE SPECIAL?
NO, I--I DIDN'T KNOW.
YOU DIDN'T KNOW?
IGNORANCE OF THE LAW
IS NO EXCUSE.
OW!
COURT IS NOW IN SESSION.
HOW DO YOU PLEAD?
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
CUT IT OUT!
I SAID,
HOW DO YOU PLEAD?
GUILTY. I WON'T GO
ON YOUR SIDE AGAIN.
WRONG. DON'T GO ANYWHERE
ON THE BLACKTOP.
FROM NOW ON, YOU EAON THE GIRLS' SIDE.
Children: FIGHT! FIGHT!
FIGHT! FIGHT!
[SPITS]
SAVED
YOUR PLACE.
BOYS, HE LOOKED LIKE HE WAS
GOING TO TOSS HIS COOKIES.
JEEZ, TALK ABOUATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDER.
[GASPS]
UH-OH.
YOU ARE U.S.D.A. CHOICE
DEAD MEAT.
THAT'S ENOUGH.
WHAT'S GOING ON HERE? HUH?
MANFRED?
[LAUGHTER]
NO, REALLY,
I'D LIKE A RESPONSE.
WE WERE JUST FOOLING
AROUND, THAT'S ALL.
SPENCER?
UH, YEAH.
JUST MESSING AROUND.
[SCHOOL BELL RINGS]
OK, EVERYBODY,
BACK INSIDE.
THIS ISN'T THE FIRST TIME
YOU'VE PULLED
THIS KIND OF THING,
BUT IT BETTER BE
THE LAST.
YEAH.
Boy: YEAH, RIGHT.
ARE YOU OK?
I'LL LIVE.
Girl:
YOU'RE KIDDING.
Girl: I KNOW.
SOMEBODY LIKES YOU.
OH, YOU'RE STYLIN'.
YEAH, RIGHT.
[SCHOOL BELL RINGS]
OK, THIS PRETTY GUY
GENERATES A STREAM OF ACID
IN HIS ABDOMEN.
HE FIRES THIS STUFF
AT HIS PREDATORS.
THINK OF IAS A REALLY GNARLY FART.
[LAUGHTER]
OK.
ALL RIGHT.
NOW, WE ALL KNOW BATS
USE ECHOLOCATION.
REMEMBER? THEY EMIAN ULTRAHIGH-PITCHED SQUEAL,
THEN SIT BACK AND LISTEN
FOR THE SOUND WAVES
TO BOUNCE OFF THINGS
IT WANTS TO CHOW DOWN ON.
OK? IN THIS CASE,
MR. TIGER MOTH COMES ALONG.
YUM. ONLY PROBLEM IS,
HE EMITS
HIS OWN CLICKING SOUND,
WHICH JAMS THE BAT'S RADAR
SO BADLY
THE CONFUSED BAT THINKS
THE TIGER MOTH DISAPPEARED.
[SCHOOL BELL RINGS]
AND IT'S TIME FOR YOU
TO DISAPPEAR,
SO DISAPPEAR.
I'LL SEE YOU TOMORROW.
DON'T FORGET YOUR STUFF.
MIDKNIGHT WARRIOR.
HE'S AWESOME.
ESPECIALLY,
THE LAST ISSUE--
RADICAL CHROMIUM COVER.
DO YOU HAVE IT?
UM...
UH-HUH.
WELL...
SEE YOU.
NO, NO, NO.
HEY, SPENCE, WOULD YOU
HANG OUT WITH ME A SEC?
I NEED A HAND
WITH SOMETHING.
SURE.
I USED TO BE SCARED
TO DEATH OF SPIDERS.
HOLD STILL NOW.
HUH. WOW.
YEAH. I ALMOSFAINTED ONCE
WHEN A LITTLE
GARDEN SPIDER
CRAWLED
INTO MY BEDROOM.
HUH. WOW.
YEAH. I TOLD MY DAD ABOUT IT,
AND YOU KNOW WHAT HE DID?
UH-UH.
HE BOUGHT ME A TARANTULA,
JUST LIKE LEO G THERE.
Spencer: STAY.
HE KNEW I'D HAVE TO CHANGE
MY TARANTULA'S WATER,
AND THAT MEANT STICKING
MY HAND IN THE TERRARIUM.
IF I DIDN'T GIVE HIM WATER,
THE TARANTULA WOULD DIE.
MY DAD FIGURED I COULDN'LET THAT HAPPEN,
EVEN TO A SPIDER.
HE WAS RIGHT.
I STUCK MY HAND
IN THAT TERRARIUM.
OH, THAT FIRST TIME,
OH, MAN,
I WAS SO SCARED.
BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?
IT GOT EASIER.
PRETTY SOON, I WASN'EVEN SCARED ANYMORE.
IN FACT, I GOSO INTO SPIDERS,
I STARTED STUDYING
ABOUT THEM,
AND I FOUND SCIENCE,
AND I BECAME THE WORLD'S
GREATEST SCIENCE TEACHER.
COOL.
THANK YOU.
OK. THERE YOU GO,
LEO G--
GOOD AS NEW.
THE POINT IS,
IF YOU RUN AWAY FROM
THINGS YOU'RE SCARED OF,
IT DOESN'T GEANY BETTER.
THE FEAR
DOESN'T GO AWAY.
IN FACT,
IT JUST GETS WORSE.
TRUST ME.
IT KIND OF DOESN'MATTER, YOU KNOW,
WHETHER IT'S BULLIES
OR SPIDERS OR...
GIRLS.
OK?
THANKS, MISS HALLOWAY.
EH, ANYTIME.
Boy: HURRY UP.
Boy: WAIT UP, MAN.
HI, MR. NELSON.
HI, JANINE.
[BARKS]
[GIRLS LAUGHING]
FACE YOUR FEARS.
SO, YOU LIKE
MIDKNIGHT WARRIOR?
SO, YOU LIKE
MIDKNIGHT WARRIOR?
SO, YOU LIKE
MIDKNIGHT WARRIOR?
SO, YOU LIKE
MIDKNIGHT WARRIOR?
THE KID
IN SCIENCE?
I THINK HIS NAME IS DOC.
HE'S A TOTAL GOOBER.
HI.
SO, WHAT ABOUTHE FAIR TONIGHT?
I HEAR IT'S GOING TO BE
A TOTAL GEEK CONVENTION.
I WOULDN'T MIND
DOING THE FAIR.
SHE'S SO BEAUTIFUL.
I DON'T BELIEVE THIS.
YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENED
TO THE LAST GUY
THAT TRIED
TO TAKE ME ON?
HE GETS HIS FOOD
THROUGH A PLASTIC TUBE.
AAH! LET GO!
WHERE WERE WE?
OH, YEAH. I WAS ABOUTO KICK YOUR BUTT.
UHH!
NICE ONE.
10 POINTS.
DIDN'T EVEN TAP HIM.
HO HO.
I'M GOING
TO TEAR YOUR ARMS OFF!
[FLIES BUZZ]
Manfred: YOU'RE DEAD!
SHH SHH SHH.
Manfred: COME ON,
GUYS, OVER HERE.
Boy: I THINK
HE WENT THAT WAY.
[GASPS FOR BREATH]
[FLIES BUZZ]
UHH.
[FLY BUZZING]
[CAR HONKS HORN]
SPENCE, I TOLD YOU TO WAIFOR ME IF I WAS LATE.
I WAITED FOREVER.
NEXT TIME, I'LL BRING
FOOD AND WATER.
OH, COME ON.
JULIE. JULIE,
HI, IT'S ROLAND.
OK.
[SNIFFS]
YOU BEEN PLAYING
IN THE GARBAGE?
NO, NO, NOT YOU, TOM.
YEAH, YEAH,
WHAT'S THE STORY?
UH-HUH.
TOMORROW MORNING?
NO, NO, NO, IT'S NO PROBLEM,
TOM. NO PROBLEM AT ALL.
I JUST HAVE TO SWING BY
THE OFFICE
TO OUTPUT THE RENDERINGS.
UH-HUH.
NO. I KNOW YOU'RE
COUNTING ON ME, TOM.
AND LISTEN,
IF YOU'RE EVER LET DOWN,
IT WON'T BE BY ME, OK?
ALL RIGHT. BYE-BYE.
[SIGHS]
I'M AFRAID YOU AND STACEY
ARE GOING TO HAVE TO--
ORDER PIZZA.
YEAH, LOOK,
I'M SORRY, BUDDY,
BUT FIRST COUPLE OF
MONTHS ON THE NEW JOB,
I HAVE TO MAKE
A GOOD IMPRESSION.
OK?
Father: STACEY--
BUT, DAD, YOU'RE NOLISTENING TO ME.
I CAN'T BABY-SITHE SCAB JUICE TONIGHT.
REALLY? WHY NOT?
'CAUSE KEVIN'S
PICKING ME UP IN 45 MINUTES.
KEVIN?
WHO'S KEVIN?
KNOCK, KNOCK.
HE'S ONLY THE GUY
I'VE BEEN GOING OUT WITH
FOR, LIKE,
THE LAST 2 WEEKS.
OK, OK.
WHATEVER, WHATEVER.
LOOK, I DON'T HAVE TIME
FOR THIS RIGHT NOW.
YOU'RE JUST GOING
TO HAVE TO RESCHEDULE.
RESCHEDULE?
DAD, THIS ISN'A CONFERENCE CALL!
IT'S A DATE!
AHH.
UHH!
[CAR LEAVES]
[DOOR OPENS]
A LITTLE SURVIVAL TIP--
STAY OUT OF MY WAY.
[LOW RUMBLE]
WHOA.
[MUSIC PLAYING]
KNOCK, KNOCK.
I'M NOT ALLOWED
TO HAVE GUYS OVER
UNLESS MY DAD IS PHYSICALLY
IN THE HOUSE.
I MEAN, COME ON, THAT ISN'T,
LIKE, HEADLINE NEWS, OK?
KEVIN. NO.
I CANNOT SNEAK OUT.
YOU KNOW THAT. NO.
HA. NO, I CANNOLOCK HIM UP AND LEAVE.
[DOG BARKING]
SPENCER, WHAT ARE YOU
DOING HERE?
OH, MY...
[HITS SHIP]
WEIRD.
WHAT IS THIS?
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
HELLO?
[GARBLED SPEECH]
HELLO?
YOU CAN TALK?
YOU CAN TALK?
OF COURSE I CAN TALK.
OF COURSE
I CAN TALK.
CUT IT OUT.
CUT IT OUT.
LANGUAGE DATA
MEMBER
WEST GERMANIC GROUP
OF GERMANIC SUBFAMILY
OF THE INDO-EUROPEAN
FAMILY
OF EARTH LANGUAGES.
PROCEED WITH QUERY.
ARE YOU, LIKE,
AN ALIEN CREATURE?
NONFACTUAL.
I AM NOT BIOTIC
IN ORIGIN.
A ROBOT?
PARTIALLY FACTUAL.
I AM NOT DESIGNED
FOR INDEPENDENT MOTION.
A BIOTIC HOSIS REQUIRED.
BIOTIC HOST?
GENERALLY,
AN ADVANCED LIFE FORM
REQUIRING TRANSPORT.
DO YOUREQUIRE
TRANSPORT?
TRANSPORT WHERE?
PLEASE AMPLIFY
QUERY.
OK.
I REQUIRE TRANSPORT.
[MECHANICAL WHIR]
UTILIZE ACCESS RAMP.
READY TO ACCEPT BIOTIC HOST.
I'M SUPPOSED TO CLIMB UP?
THAT IS THE GENERALLY
ACCEPTED METHOD.
WELL...
I GUESS MY LIFE
CAN'T GET MUCH WORSE.
WHOA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
LET ME GO!
LET ME GO!
AAH!
NO!
LET ME GO!
SOMEBODY!
HELP!
[ELECTRICAL BUZZING]
LOOK, LET ME GO.
I--I'M AN ADVANCED
LIFE FORM,
AND I'M GIVING YOU
AN ORDER!
CYBORSUIT ENTRY
COMPLETE.
AAH!
ACTIVATING
VIEWSCREEN ARRAY.
ACTIVATING
NEURAL INTERCEPTORS.
WHAT?
NEURAL WHAT?
COMMENCING WITH
SYNAPTIC INTERCEPTION.
WHAT? WAIT.
I--I WANT TO KNOW IF
THIS IS GOING TO HURT.
AAH!
ACTIVATING
MOTION DRIVERS.
[ACCELERATING BEEPING]
AAH!
AAH!
WHAT'S HAPPENING?
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
OK.
OK, TAKE IT EASY.
HEY.
IT DOES WHAT I DO.
HOW IS THIS HAPPENING?
Cyborsuit:
CEREBRAL INTERFACE
INTERCEPTS
AND INTERPRETS
BIOTIC HOSBRAIN SIGNALS.
INTENSE.
OK. LET'S SEE
HOW YOU DO WITH FEET.
CHECK IT OUT.
I'M SHAQUILLE O'NEAL.
WHOA.
WHOA, WHOA, WHOA.
OK, OK. TURN, TURN.
Cyborsuit:
PLEASE EXERCISE CAUTION.
[CYBORSUIT GROANS]
OH.
THIS IS EASY.
I TAKE A STEP,
YOU TAKE A STEP.
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,
HE CAN WALK.
THIS IS WAY COOL.
Cyborsuit: ADJUSTING
THERMAL ENVIRONMENT.
TURN IT OFF!
TURN IT OFF!
ACTUATED.
WHAT ARE YOU TRYING
TO DO, BROIL ME?
BIOTIC HOST REQUESTED
TEMPERATURE ADJUSTMENT.
"COOL" DOESN'T MEAN
"COOL." IT MEANS...
JUST FORGET IT.
ERASING
MEMORY ARRAY--
NO! DON'T ERASE
ANYTHING.
ERASURE ABORTED.
THANK YOU.
I THINK IT'S TIME
FOR A TEST DRIVE.
THAT'S RIGHYOU DON'T KNOW
WHAT WE CAN SEE
WHY DON'T YOU
TELL YOUR DREAMS TO ME?
THE FANTASY
IS GONNA SET YOU FREE
WHOO!
YOU DON'T KNOW
WHAT WE CAN FIND
WHY DON'T YOU
COME WITH ME, UH-HUH
ON A MAGIC
CARPET RIDE?
CLOSE YOUR EYES
LOOK INSIDE NOW
LET THE SOUND
TAKE YOU AWAY
I COULD GET USED TO THIS.
WHAT DID YOU
SAY YOU WERE?
MY FULL
CLASSIFICATION
IS A PHASE ONE
CLOSE-ASSAULCYBORSUIT.
ASSAULT?
YOU MEAN LIKE IN FIGHTING?
FACTUAL.
MY PRIMARY FUNCTION
IS COMBAT ENHANCEMENT.
COMBAT ENHANCEMENT?
[POWER TOOL
BUZZING]
Manfred: YEAH!
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
WHOO-HOO-HOO!
YEAH! WHOO-HOO!
AAH!
[LAUGHS]
Manfred:
WHOO-HOO-HOO-HOO!
UHH. KID'S GOING
TO DRIVE ME TO DRINK.
Manfred: YEAH!
[LAUGHS]
TURBO!
HEY!
[LAUGHS]
[MAN HONKS HORN]
HOW MANY TIMES
HAVE I TOLD YOU
NOT TO FOOL AROUND
IN THE CUSTOMERS' CARS?
JUST A FEW MORE
MINUTES, DAD.
NOW!
DAD, JUST A FEW MINUTES.
NOW. I DON'T WANT TO
HAVE TO COME BACK AGAIN.
HMM. "JUST ONE KID,"
SHE SAYS.
"WE CAN HANDLE ONE KID."
NO PROBLEM. RIGHT.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]
YEAH!
[LAUGHS]
[GRUNTS]
THERE'S A GREEN FLAG!
TURBO MOVES OUIN FRONT.
[IMITATES
REVVING ENGINE]
[IMITATES BRAKES]
TAKING THE CAR TO 180.
YEAH! ANYBODY TANK?
NO. HE TOTALS THE CAR.
HEY.
WHAT?
WHAT?
WHAT THE--
AAH!
[LAUGHS]
WHAT THE--
UHH! AAH!
AAH!
[BUZZING]
AAH!
AAH!
WHAT'S HAPPENING?
[HUMS CIRCUS MUSIC]
AAH! NO!
AAH!
AAH!
NOW THE FREE-FLYING
TURBO!
[GASPS FOR BREATH]
[MOANS]
THANK YOU.
[SIGHS]
THANK YOU. THANK YOU.
HUH?
WHO ARE YOU?
THERE IS NO ESCAPE,
EARTHLING.
WHAT?
GET AWAY FROM ME!
[LAUGHS]
WHAT DO YOU WANT?
YOUR BRAIN.
DAD!
OH!
[LAUGHS]
AAH!
AAH!
HELP!
IT DOESN'T GEANY BETTER THAN THIS.
[CATCHES BREATH]
GOING SOMEWHERE?
NO! NO, PLEASE.
YOU ARE U.S.A.D.--
NO, U.S.D.A.
ER, U.S.D.A. CHOICE
DEAD MEAT.
DON'T TAKE MY BRAIN!
I CAN GET YOU LOTS OF
BRAINS! LEAVE ME ALONE!
DON'T! NO! COME ON!
PLEASE!
OH, NO!
AAH!
DON'T!
AAH!
[GROANS]
CRAP.
Spencer: SLAM DUNK.
HA HA! I BET HE MOVES
TO ANOTHER COUNTRY.
GOING UP.
WHOA!
WHOA. AAH!
HELLO, CRYSTAL BLUFF.
HERE'S THE NEW KID IN TOWN.
LET'S SEE.
WHO ELSE SHOULD I ABUSE?
Cyborsuit:
WHY DID BIOTIC HOSNOT DESTROY ENEMY?
COME ON. I DIDN'T WANTO DESTROY HIM.
I JUST WANTED TO,
YOU KNOW, SCARE HIM.
FOR WHAT PURPOSE?
FOR FUN.
AMPLIFY FUN.
UM...
FUN IS DOING SOMETHING
THAT MAKES YOU FEEL GOOD,
LIKE WATCHING TURBO
CRAP HIS PANTS.
SOMETHING THAMAKES YOU LAUGH.
AMPLIFY LAUGH.
WHAT YOU DO
WHEN SOMETHING'S FUNNY.
UH, LIKE, UH...
WHAT DO YOU CALL A COW
WITH NO FEET?
INSUFFICIENT DATA.
[IMITATES BUZZER] WRONG.
GROUND BEEF. GET IT?
THAT WAS A JOKE.
YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO LAUGH
AT THIS POINT.
SOME LAUGHTER WOULD BE GOOD.
LAUGHTER?
YOU KNOW--HEE HEE HEE,
HA HA HA, HO HO HO.
GET IT NOW?
I AM NOT CERTAIN--
[ALARM SOUNDS]
HEY! HEY, WHAT IS THAT?
POWER CORE OVERLOAD.
EXPLOSION IMMINENT.
EXPLOSION?
WHAT EXPLOSION?
[ALARM STOPS]
YOU SCARED THE CRAP
OUT OF ME.
WHY'D YOU DO THAT?
FOR FUN.
HA HA HA!
HO HO HO!
I HAVE MASTERED
THE CONCEPT OF FUN.
[LAUGHS]
[TV ON]
Woman on TV: AAH!
Man on TV:
IS THAT ME GOLD?
WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?
I'M A LEPRECHAUN,
ME DEAR.
HERE.
THIS IS WHAYOU'RE LOOKING FOR, RIGHT?
AH.
ME POWERS ARE RETURNING.
HA HA HA!
SOUNDS LIKE ME GOLD.
KEVIN, WHAT ARE YOU
DOING HERE?
COME OUTSIDE.
NO, I CAN'T.
I TOLD YOU ALREADY.
COME ON, JUST FOR A SECOND.
HURRY UP.
HURRY UP.
OHH.
OH, MY GOD.
I PICKED IT UP
THIS AFTERNOON.
PAID FOR IAND EVERYTHING.
I HAVE BEEN SAVING
FOR A WHILE.
BRAND-NEW?
IT'S PRE-OWNED. YOU
WANT TO GO FOR A RIDE?
I CAN'T, KEVIN.
I TOLD YOU.
I'M BABY-SITTING
THE FUNGUS.
OH, COME ON. JUST GO
AROUND THE BLOCK.
NO ONE WILL KNOW
YOU'RE GONE.
I WANT TO BREAK IT IN
WITH YOU.
[CALLIOPE MUSIC PLAYING]
[CARNIVAL BARKER TALKING]
Spencer: WELL,
THIS IS THE FALL FAIR.
SHE'S IN THERE
SOMEWHERE.
Cyborsuit: BIOTIC HOSSEEKS TO MATE
WITH FEMALE
MICHELLE EBERHART?
MATE? PLEASE. I DON'T WANTO MATE WITH HER.
I JUST LIKE HER,
THAT'S ALL.
IF I COULD TALK TO HER,
I'D TELL HER.
Cyborsuit:
WHY CAN EARTH BIOTIC
NOT COMMUNICATE
WITH FEMALE BIOTIC?
BECAUSE I'M A CHICKEN.
NONFACTUAL.
A CHICKEN IS A WIDELY
DOMESTICATED EARTH FOWL.
I KNOW WHAT A CHICKEN
LOOKS LIKE.
I MEAN, I'M TOO SCARED
TO TALK TO HER.
I--I TENSE UP.
IT'S A MALFUNCTION.
THEN WHAT IS
OUR MISSION HERE?
I JUST WANT TO SEE
WHAT SHE'S DOING, OK?
OK.
Spencer:
MAYBE THIS IS A BAD IDEA.
I DON'T SEE HER ANYWHERE.
Spencer: WHOOPS.
BETTER STAY LOW.
Cyborsuit: SO THIS IS
EARTH BIOTIC MATING RITUAL.
YOU USED
THE "M" WORD AGAIN.
[CYBORSUIT GROWLS]
Spencer:
DEFINITELY A BAD IDEA.
WE'LL NEVER FIND HER
IN ALL THIS.
COOL.
HOW'D YOU DO THAT?
Cyborsuit:
NEURAL INTERCEPTOR
INTERPRETS BIOTIC HOST'S
CEREBRAL SYNAPSES.
YOU READ MY MIND?
FACTUAL.
THE IMAGE IS TARGETED.
GRAPHIC ANALYSIS
IN PROGRESS.
ALL BIO-FORMS
NOW BEING SCANNED.
Man: WE'VE BEEN OVER THIS.
WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?
Woman:
I'M TIRED OF THIS.
Cyborsuit:
TARGET ACQUIRED.
CHILL OUT. WE'RE NOGONNA BLOW HER AWAY.
I DON'T WANMYSELF CLONED.
WHAT ABOUT YOU, MIKA?
WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE
WHEN YOU GROW UP?
I WISH TO RUN
A PROFITABLE
T-SHIRT BUSINESS.
T-SHIRT BUSINESS?
WHAT'S WRONG
WITH THAT?
WHAT ARE WE
GONNA RIDE NEXT?
THE OCTOPUS.
OH, LOOK
AT THE ROCK-O-PLANE.
WHOA. THAT'S NASTY.
WHOA.
IT'LL MAKE ME DIZZY.
IT'S SUPPOSED
TO MAKE YOU DIZZY.
[EVIL LAUGHTER]
Woman: WHAT'S THAT?
Man: I WON IAT THE DIME TOSS.
CAN I KEEP IT?
NO.
I WANT IT. PLEASE.
Man: LET'S GO, GIRLS.
YOU'RE NEXT.
LET'S HUSTLE IT UP NOW.
Cyborsuit:
DEFENSE SYSTEMS ALERTED.
ACTIVATING PHASE-BOLIMPELLERS.
HOSTILE BIOTIC DETECTED.
INITIATING AUTO-COMBAT MODE.
WAIT, THAT'S NOA HOSTILE--
TARGET ACQUIRED.
HEY!
HEY!
Cyborsuit: TARGET SERVICED.
HOSTILE BIO-FORM SCAN
NOW IN PROGRESS.
WHAT'S HAPPENING?
TARGET ACQUIRED.
PHASE-BOLT IMPELLERS
ON SEARCH AND DESTROY.
TARGET ACQUIRED.
TARGET ACQUIRED.
MAKE IT STOP!
STOP!
STOP!
AMPLIFY COMMAND.
OH, HEY!
IS THIS
PART OF RIDE?
Spencer: MICHELLE.
TARGET ACQUIRED.
CEASE FIRE!
AAH!
AAH!
NO!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
YOU KNOW,
SAVING PEOPLE IS A LOMORE FUN THAN SCARING THEM.
ARE YOU SURE THIS ISN'A MATING RITUAL?
A LITTLE PRIVACY.
GRR.
[SIRENS]
UH-OH.
WE BETTER HIT THE ROAD.
WE MUST STRIKE
THE ASPHALT.
I MEAN, LEAVE!
GET OUT OF HERE!
RECOMMEND
ESCAPE TACTIC ONE.
ROGER.
WHO IS ROGER?
DO IT!
Cyborsuit:
ESCAPE ANALYSIS COMPLETE.
CONTACT IN 5, 4...
HOLD IT!
JUST WHAT IS
ESCAPE TACTIC NUMBER--
ONE.
WHOA!
Spencer: AAH!
[MEOW]
[MEOW]
[MEOW]
SHALL WE REVIEW
STOPPING PROCEDURES?
Spencer: LATER.
YOU MIND TELLING ME
WHAT WAS SHOOTING
OUT OF MY ARMS?
HIGH MAGNITUDE PHASE BOLDISRUPTER BURSTS.
BUT WHY DID THEY GO OFF?
MY DEFENSE SYSTEMS
DETECTED THE PRESENCE
OF A HOSTILE BIOTIC.
WHAT?
THAT WAS BERT THE T-REX,
YOU IDIOT!
A GUY IN A COSTUME!
NOT SOME HOSTILE BIOTIC!
THE CONFIGURATION MATCHES
A HOSTILE LIFE FORM
FOUND ON HELGIS 5.
HELLO! THIS IS EARTH!
THIS IS NOT HELGIS 5!
JEEZ, I THOUGHWE WERE CLEAR ON THIS!
YOU COULD HAVE WASTED
MICHELLE EBERHART.
WHAT KIND OF CYBORSUIARE YOU?
OH!
OHH!
I AM A PROTOTYPE.
MY DESIGNERS
WERE IN THE PROCESS
OF FINALIZING KEY SYSTEMS
WHEN I WAS JETTISONED.
NOW YOU TELL ME.
I HAVE NOTED
THE MISIDENTIFICATION.
IT WILL NOT OCCUR AGAIN.
IT'S OK.
I GUESS I SHOULDN'HAVE YELLED AT YOU.
WE COULD HAVE HURSOMEONE, YOU KNOW?
UNDERSTOOD.
[SIRENS APPROACHING]
Spencer: OK, TIME
TO MAKE SOME RULES.
FROM NOW ON,
YOU CAN'T SHOOT ANYTHING
UNLESS I SAY
"SIMON SAYS" FIRST.
Cyborsuit:
"SIMON SAYS" PREFIX LOGGED.
AND YOU CAN RELAX.
THIS IS CRYSTAL BLUFF.
THERE AREN'T ANY
HOSTILE BIOTICS HERE.
30 MINUTES.
YEAH, RIGHT.
OH, MAN.
[RUMBLING]
[EXPLOSION]
MAN.
[COUGHING]
HELLO?
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
IS ANYONE IN THERE?
DO YOU NEED HELP?
HELLO?
[GROWLING]
AAH!
AAH!
AAH!
Spencer: OK.
NICE AND EASY.
REAL GENTLE.
DOING GOOD.
EXCELLENT.
GRACEFUL.
HOPE MY SISTER
DIDN'T HEAR THAT.
Cyborsuit:
THERMAL TRACERS DETECT NO--
SHH.
[QUIETER]
THERMAL TRACERS
DETECT NO BIOTICS
WITHIN EARTH DWELLING.
YOU MEAN NO ONE'S HOME?
FACTUAL.
SHE MUST BE OULOOKING FOR ME.
DAD'S GONNA HAVE A COW.
THE COW WITH NO LEGS?
YEAH, SAME ONE.
ANYWAY,
THIS IS MY ROOM.
THAT'S A POSTER
OF THE THING.
LOOKS A LOLIKE MY SISTER.
THAT'S MY CLOSET.
HMM.
I GUESS YOU'D NEVER
FIT IN THERE.
AH, THIS IS MY BED,
WHERE I SLEEP.
THAT'S MY COMPUTER.
KIND OF A DUMB
VERSION OF YOU.
OH, HERE'S
A COMIC BOOK.
IT'S CALLED
THE MIDKNIGHT WARRIOR.
HE'S A SUPERHERO.
SUPERHERO?
YEAH. HE FIGHTS BAD GUYS,
SAVES PEOPLE.
HE'S PRETTY COOL.
WHAT IS THIS IMAGE?
THAT'S A PICTURE
OF ME AND MY FAMILY
ON A FISHING TRIP.
IT'S ME,
MY DAD, STACEY, AND...
MY MOM.
MY MOM DIED
2 YEARS AGO.
WHY DID SHE CEASE
TO FUNCTION?
SHE GOT SICK.
IT HAPPENS
TO PEOPLE.
NOW IT'S JUSTHE THREE OF US.
WE DON'T GO FISHING
ANYMORE.
I REALLY MISS HER.
I SURE WOULD LIKE
TO SEE HER AGAIN.
MOM?
THANKS.
Cyborsuit: YOU'RE WELCOME.
Spencer: WE BETTER FIND
SOMEPLACE TO HIDE YOU.
GOOD THING
THERE'S NO ONE HOME.
YOU MAKE
SOME SERIOUS NOISE.
DON'T YOU HAVE, LIKE,
A STEALTH MODE OR SOMETHING?
Cyborsuit: WE ARE
IN STEALTH MODE.
REAL STEALTHY.
BOY. SERIOUS
MUNCHIE ATTACK.
I JUST REALIZED
I'M STARVING.
BIOTIC HOSIS NOT STARVING.
I'M REALLY HUNGRY, OK?
OK.
I'M JUST GONNA
CHECK OUT THE FRIDGE.
EASY NOW.
OK, LET'S SEE.
BYPASS ANYTHING
DAD MIGHT HAVE COOKED,
ANYTHING STACEY
MIGHT HAVE TOUCHED.
THAT LEAVES...
PIZZA.
I'LL JUST CLEAR A LITTLE PATH.
WHOOPS.
I'LL GET THAT.
OW!
THIS DOESN'T FEEL RIGHT.
HEY, HELLO, U-TURN.
WHAT'S GOING ON?
I CAN'T SEE.
WHAT'S HAPPENING?
Cyborsuit: WE ARE
CHECKING OUT THE FRIDGE.
OW! WHAT WAS THAT?
INSUFFICIENT DATA
FOR RESPONSE.
WHOA!
AAH!
WHOO-HOO-HOO!
KEVIN, COME ON.
I GOTTA GET HOME.
HUH? WHY?
'CAUSE SPENCER'S
AT HOME ALL BY HIMSELF.
HE'S JUST A LITTLE KID.
WHAT COULD HAPPEN?
Spencer: WHOA, WHOA, WHOA!
WHOA!
AAH!
Spencer:
I DON'T WANT TO LOOK.
I CAN'T LOOK.
I GOTTA LOOK.
PERHAPS WE SHOULD
HIT THE ROAD AGAIN.
Woman: SATURN RINGS,
PLUTO PIE,
AND A CENTAURI SODA.
THERE YOU GO, SIR.
THANKS.
HAVE A GOOD NIGHT.
WELCOME TO BURGER WORLD.
MAY I TAKE YOUR ORDER?
Cyborsuit:
A NEBULA BURGER,
SATURN FRIES,
AND A MOON SHAKE.
THAT COMES TO 4.16.
DRIVE TO THE PICK-UP
WINDOW, PLEASE.
THANK YOU.
4.16...
PLEASE.
"I.O.U."?
HEY!
Spencer: I GUESS
I CAN ADD MY DAD
TO THE LIST OF PEOPLE
WHO HATE ME.
Cyborsuit: I DO NOT BELIEVE
THAT YOUR FATHER HATES YOU.
OH, YEAH? WAIUNTIL HE SEES THE HOUSE.
ON EARTH,
TRASHING YOUR HOUSE
IS NOT CONSIDERED
A GOOD THING.
YOU JUSDON'T KNOW DADS.
I KNOW MY FATHER.
YOU HAVE A DAD?
MY CREATOR AND TEACHER
IS TENRIS DE'THAR,
SCIENTIST PRIME
OF THE FIRST COUNCIL.
HE IS VERY
PROTECTIVE OF ME,
AS YOUR FATHER IS OF YOU.
HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?
I HAVE BEEN
IN YOUR MIND.
I HAVE SEEN
WHAT YOU HAVE SEEN.
YOUR FATHER
AND YOUR SISTER
FEEL VERY STRONGLY
FOR YOU, EARTH BIOTIC.
YOU KNOW, YOU CAN
CALL ME SPENCER.
SPENCER.
WHAT DO PEOPLE CALL YOU?
PHASE ONE
ASSAULT CYBORSUIT.
HOW ABOUT CY?
I COULD...
GET USED TO IT.
HOW AM I SUPPOSED
TO EAT THIS THING?
INSERT NOURISHMENT INTO
FOOD-PROCESSING RECEPTACLE.
HERE IT GOES.
[WHIRRING]
[GULP]
STAND BY TO RECEIVE
NOURISHMENT.
[BELL RINGS]
I'M SUPPOSED
TO EAT THAT?
UH--OH.
OHH!
WHAT IS THIS?
ONE SYNTHESIZED
NEBULA BURGER.
ALL NONESSENTIAL COMPOUNDS
HAVE BEEN FILTERED OUT.
OHH.
I'M EATING
A CYBORSUIT TURD.
YOU KNOW,
IF YOU'RE GONNA DIGESMY FOOD BEFORE I DO,
IT'S GONNA PUT A REAL STRAIN
ON OUR RELATIONSHIP.
[BURPS]
PROCEDURE
IS NECESSARY
TO SHIELD BIOTIC HOSFROM CONTAMINATION.
ALL CONSUMABLE ORGANIC
SOLIDS AND FLUIDS
MUST BE SYNTHESIZED.
SPEAKING OF FLUIDS,
I GOTTA EMPTY SOME.
OK, SO, UH...
CAN YOU LET ME OUFOR A SEC?
UNABLE TO COMPLY.
BAD TIME
FOR A JOKE, CY.
COME ON, LET ME OUT.
UNABLE TO COMPLY.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN,
"UNABLE TO COMPLY"?
CYBORSUIT DISMOUNCANNOT COMMENCE
WITHOUT FULFILLMENOF MISSION PARAMETERS.
MISSION?
WHAT MISSION?
ASSIGNED MISSION
IS TO TEST CYBORSUIBATTLE FUNCTIONS
IN A FIELD COMBASITUATION.
FIELD COMBASITUATION?
LOOK, I DON'T KNOW
WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT,
BUT LET ME OUT.
I AM UNABLE TO COMPLY.
Stacey: OK, YOU CAN COME IN,
BUT JUST FOR A MINUTE,
'CAUSE MY DAD'S
GONNA BE HOME SOON.
WE'RE AT THE WRONG HOUSE.
PLEASE TELL ME
WE'RE AT THE WRONG HOUSE.
[CAR HORN HONKS]
OH, GOD, MY DAD.
OH, NO.
MAYBE HE'S AT THE WRONG
HOUSE, TOO.
KEVIN, WHAT ARE WE
GONNA TELL HIM?
WE?
LATER.
LATER?
LOOK, THIS IS OUOF MY JURISDICTION.
CALL ME.
KEVIN!
Spencer: I CAN'T PEE
IN MY PANTS.
YOU KNOW WHAT THAT WOULD DO
TO ME EMOTIONALLY?
Cyborsuit:
AMPLIFY REQUEST.
I HAVE TO PEE!
AMPLIFY REQUEST.
I HAVE TO PEE!
TAKE A WHIZ!
MAKE A PIT STOP!
DRAIN THE MAIN VEIN!
TERMS UNRECOGNIZED.
OHH!
WHAT'S THE WORD?
WHAT'S THE WORD?
URINATE!
I HAVE TO URINATE!
YOU KNOW WHAT THAT IS?
A BIOTIC FUNCTION
TO EXPEL LIQUID WASTE.
BINGO!
YOU THINK YOU COULD
MAYBE OPEN SOMETHING UP
SO I CAN EXPEL?
UNSEALING
URINATION APERTURE.
OH, NOW YOU'RE TALKING.
I'M IN TROUBLE.
Boy: WE MIGHAS WELL GO, TOO.
Robot: DR. SMITH SUFFERS
THE INJURY OF EMBARRASSMENT.
HE WILL RECOVER.
I GUESS
YOU'RE RIGHT.
WHAT'S WRONG?
WARNING.
IMMEDIATE DANGER.
WHAT KIND OF DANGER?
MY SENSORS
WILL NOT ACCEPTHE POSSIBILITY
OF ITS EXISTENCE.
GOLLY.
[THUMP]
[TURNS SOUND OFF]
Boy: BOY, YOU SURE
GAVE ME A SCARE.
[THUMP]
Robot: TOUCH NOTHING.
REPEAT, TOUCH NOTHING.
CAUTION, CAUTION.
THERE IS DANGER.
NO, THERE ISN'T.
THIS MACHINE HASN'T BEEN
USED IN YEARS AND YEARS.
IT IS MORE
THAN A MACHINE.
IT IS A ROBOTOID.
YOU MEAN IT WAS.
IS SOMEBODY THERE?
[SIGHS]
AAH!
SHH. MISS HALLOWAY, SHH.
CALM DOWN.
CY, LET HER HEAR ME.
VOICE LINK ACTIVATED.
MISS HALLOWAY, IT'S ME.
MISS HALLOWAY,
IT'S ME, SPENCER.
AAH!
I'LL LET YOU GO,
BUT YOU GOTTA PROMISE
NOT TO FREAK OUT, OK?
MM-HMM!
OK.
OH, MY GOD.
OH, MY GOD.
OH, NO.
OH, I KILLED HER.
Cyborsuit: SPENCER.
SPENCER.
HUH, WHAT?
Spencer:
MISS HALLOWAY.
MISS HALLOWAY,
IT'S ME.
OH, MY GOD.
SPENCER?
IN PERSON.
WELL, SORT OF.
THIS IS TOO WEIRD.
TELL ME ABOUT IT.
WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?
I HAVE TO USE
YOUR BATHROOM.
[CHIRPING]
OK, WHAT NEXT?
Cyborsuit: APPLY
PRESSURE TO MICROTAB
BENEATH UMBILICAL.
OK, I'M KIND OF HAVING
A HARD TIME DEALING WITH THIS.
UM, NOW, THESE TALKINS--
TRELKINS.
TRELKINS BUILT YOU
AS SOME KIND OF A WEAPON.
FACTUAL.
SO, WHAT ARE YOU
DOING HERE?
I WAS JETTISONED
FROM MY HOME WORLD.
I CAN'T DO THIS
IF YOU DON'T KEEP STILL.
I'M TRYING.
THERE.
OH.
SECOND DOOR
ON THE RIGHT.
[UNZIPPING]
[URINATING]
AHH.
[URINATING]
OOH, WOW.
[SPENCER CONTINUES
URINATING]
[TOILET FLUSHES]
OHH.
THAT WAS SPECIAL.
THANKS, MISS HALLOWAY.
SO, SPENCER,
HOW DID YOU, UM...
GET INTO THIS?
IT WASN'T ALL THAT HARD.
WELL, WE'RE GONNA
HAVE TO GET YOU OUT.
I KNOW.
I'M GETTING A KILLER ITCH
IN MY LEFT SHIN.
OH, WELL, WE'RE
GONNA HAVE TO--
I'LL MAKE SOME PHONE CALLS
BECAUSE THERE'S GOTTA
BE SOMEBODY TO CALL...
TO HELP.
[ALARM]
Cyborsuit:
THERMAL TRACERS DETECAPPROACHING
HOSTILE BIOTIC.
OH, RIGHT.
WHO IS IT THIS TIME--
BIG BIRD?
TEMPERATURE ANALYSIS
REVEALS THE PRESENCE
OF A BROODWARRIOR
USURPER-DRONE.
ACTIVATING
PHASE-BOLT IMPELLER.
WHAT'S HAPPENING NOW?
OH, IT'S JUST A BROODWARRIOR
USURPER-DRONE.
NOTHING TO WO--
[GASPS]
WORRY ABOUT.
[GROWLING]
Cyborsuit: I HAVE DETECTED
AN UNKNOWN VIBRATION.
Spencer: THAT'S ME SHAKING.
THAT'S A BAD GUY, RIGHT?
THAT'S A BAD GUY.
USURPER-DRONE
ACTIVATING CHEM-RIFLE.
AAH!
Spencer: MISS HALLOWAY!
Cyborsuit: RECOMMEND
IMMEDIATE RESPONSE.
FIRE!
BLOW! MAYBE
YOU DIDN'T HEAR ME.
FIRE!
FIRE!
FIRE, FIRE!
"SIMON SAYS" PREFIX
IS REQUIRED
FOR IMPELLER
DISCHARGE.
HA, MISSED.
SIMON SAYS--
BRACE
FOR DETONATION!
AAH!
Miss Halloway:
IS THIS THE OPERATOR?
SIMON SAYS FIRE!
PHASE-BOLT IMPELLERS
OFF-LINE.
[ROARS]
WHY DOES EVERYONE
WANT TO BEAT ME UP?
AAH!
JANET HALL--AAH!
HELLO. YEAH,
I NEED THE POLICE DEPARTMENT.
WAIT. DON'T PUT ME ON HOLD.
HELLO! HELLO!
[ROARS]
Woman: HONEY, CALM DOWN.
Man: CALM DOWN?
YEAH, CALM DOWN.
CALM DOWN?
YOUR SON JUST KILLED
A CORVETTE--
A CUSTOMER'S CORVETTE.
HE SAID IT WASN'HIS FAULT.
OH, WELL,
THANKS FOR REMINDING ME.
IT WAS A GIANALIEN ROBOT.
I'M TELLING YOU,
MARGARET,
THAT KID IS
U.S.D.A. CHOICE DEAD MEAT.
Spencer: OK, TIME
FOR A CONFERENCE.
OW! LEAVE ME ALONE.
YOU ARE DAMAGED.
FORGET ME.
WHAT WAS THAT THING?
A USURPER-DRONE:
ELITE MARAUDER SPY
OF BROODWARRIOR SHOCK TROOP
BATTALIONS.
SPECIES: BROODWARRIOR.
ORIGIN: PLANET ICHIX.
EXTREMELY HOSTILE
AND WARLIKE.
OH, THAT'S NEWS.
BROODWARRIORS EMBARKED
ON A CAMPAIGN
OF GALACTIC CONQUEST,
BEGINNING
STANDARD YEAR 1025.
BROODWARRIORS
HAVE SUBJUGATED 11 WORLDS.
THEY ARE CURRENTLY
ENGAGED
IN INTERPLANETARY WAR
WITH TRELKAS.
THAT'S YOUR PLANET.
IT WANTS YOU,
DOESN'T IT?
PROBABLE MISSION
OF USURPER-DRONE:
SECURE OR DESTROY TRELKIN
CYBORSUIT PROTOTYPE.
WELL, IT CAN'DESTROY YOU
WITHOUT DESTROYING ME.
YOU GOTTA LET ME OUT.
MISSION PARAMETERS
MUST BE MET.
THE MISSION
PARAMETERS WERE
I HAD TO FIGHTHE BROODWARRIOR, RIGHT?
BIOTIC HOST MUST ENGAGE ENEMY
IN FIELD COMBAT SITUATION.
BUT IT DOESN'T SAY
I HAVE TO BEATHE ENEMY, DOES IT?
I JUST HAVE
TO ENGAGE HIM.
FACTUAL.
WELL, I HIT HIM,
AND HE HIT ME.
WE ENGAGED LIKE CRAZY.
I MET THE MISSION PARAMETERS,
AND YOU KNOW IT.
WHOA!
HEY, THANKS
FOR THE RIDE.
IT'S BEEN FUN...
MOSTLY.
IT HAS BEEN FUN.
YOU'RE RIGHT, YOU KNOW?
MY DAD'S PROBABLY
REALLY WORRIED ABOUT ME.
SEE YOU.
WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN
IF THE BROODWARRIOR
FINDS YOU?
I WILL BE TRANSPORTED
TO THE BROODWARRIOR HOME WORLD.
AND THEN WHAT?
REVERSE ENGINEERING
WILL COMMENCE.
REVERSE ENGINEERING?
I WILL BE DISMANTLED
AND STUDIED.
MY TECHNOLOGY WILL ASSISTHE BROODWARRIORS
IN THEIR CONFLICAGAINST THE TRELKINS.
BUMMER.
BUT I GOTTA WORRY
ABOUT EARTH.
UNLESS TRELKAS REPELS
THE CURRENT BROODWARRIOR
OFFENSIVE,
PLANET EARTH WILL ALSO
SUFFER INVASION.
IT WILL?
ARE YOU SURE
ABOUT THIS?
BROODWARRIORS
ARE EXTREMELY RELIABLE.
THERE'S NOTHING
I CAN DO ABOUT IT.
YOU CAN PREVENTHE BROODWARRIORS
FROM ACQUIRING ME.
NO WAY.
IN CASE
YOU HAVEN'T NOTICED,
I'M NOT A WARRIOR.
WE CAN DEFEAT HIM.
I DON'T WANTO DEFEAT HIM.
I'M ONLY 12.
I WANT TO LIVE
TO BE 13.
I WAS DOING FINE
UNTIL YOU SHOWED UP.
I DON'T NEED ANY STUPID
CYBORSUIT ANYWAY.
I'M OUT OF HERE.
[SQUEALING]
Radio: BE ON THE LOOKOUFOR A MISSING JUVENILE, AGE 12.
Roland: DO YOU HAVE
ANY IDEA HOW THIS SOUNDS?
I HAVE TRIED TO COME UP
WITH SOME OTHER
EXPLANATION
FOR WHAT HAS HAPPENED
TONIGHT.
Stacey: ANY LUCK?
NO.
I MEAN,
LIKE IT OR NOT,
THIS IS HAPPENING.
IT'S THE TRUTH.
DEFINE TRUTH.
STACEY, THAT'S ENOUGH.
LOOK...
I KNOW YOU BELIEVE...
WHAT YOU THINK HAPPENED
HAPPENED.
BUT YOU THINK
I'M HALLUCINATING.
NO, I DIDN'T SAY THAT.
I DID NOT SAY THAT.
YEAH,
BUT YOU'RE THINKING IT.
LOOK AROUND.
IS THIS A HALLUCINATION?
BECAUSE IF IT IS,
YOU OUGHT TO COME
TO MY HOUSE
AND LOOK ATHE HALLUCINATION THERE.
YEAH, IT'S THE FASTESREMODELING JOB
IN THE HISTORY
OF HOME CONSTRUCTION.
SHE'S NOT HALLUCINATING.
SPENCER!
SPENCER!
OH, BUDDY.
OH, GOD.
Janet: WHAT HAPPENED?
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN?
ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
TELL ME
I DIDN'T JUST DO THAT.
DAD, WE GOTTA WARN
THE POLICE.
WARN THE POLICE?
WHAT--
WHAT MISS HALLOWAY SAID
IS REAL.
THE BROODWARRIORS
ARE COMING.
THEY'RE GONNA INVADE
THE EARTH IF WE DON'T STOP
THE USURPER-DRONES
FROM GETTING CY.
HE'S WIGGING.
HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT,
SPENCER?
CY TOLD ME.
WAIT A MINUTE.
WHO'S INVADING THE EARTH?
THE BROODWARRIORS.
THEY'RE ALIENS.
OK.
THEY'VE TAKEN OVER
11 PLANETS.
YEAH, THAT'S ENOUGH,
SPENCER.
THEY'RE FIGHTING
THE TRELKINS NOW,
AND NEXT,
THEY'LL COME AFTER US.
WE'LL TALK
ABOUT THIS LATER.
LATER MIGHT BE TOO LATE!
I SAID THAT'S ENOUGH!
WHERE'S THE CYBORSUIT,
SPENCER?
ALL RIGHT! HEY!
EVERYBODY, HOLD ON
JUST ONE SECOND.
I WANT YOU TO GO UPSTAIRS
WHILE I TALK TO JANET.
BUT, DAD!
GO NOW.
CAN I TALK TO HER
IN PRIVATE, PLEASE?
[GRUNTS]
HEY.
TALK ABOUA WEIRD NIGHT.
YEAH.
DAD WAS REALLY WORRIED
ABOUT YOU.
I KNOW.
ME, TOO, I GUESS.
I MEAN,
WHAT'S LIFE WITHOUTHE FUNGUS TO PICK ON?
THANKS.
I JUST WANT SOMEONE
TO BELIEVE ME!
YOU KNOW...
BACK WHEN MOM WAS ALIVE,
I WAS HAVING SOME PROBLEMS
IN SCHOOL.
GIRL STUFF.
BUT I ASKED HER
WHAT I SHOULD DO,
AND YOU KNOW
WHAT SHE SAID?
UH-UH.
SHE SAID, THINK OF SOMEONE
YOU REALLY ADMIRE
AND ASK YOURSELF
WHAT THEY WOULD DO
IN THAT SITUATION.
WHAT HAPPENED?
WHEN I TOLD HER
THAT PERSON
WAS THE LEAD SINGER
OF SWITCHBLADE NUNS,
SHE FIGURED
MAYBE THAT WASN'THE RIGHT APPROACH FOR ME.
BUT, HEY,
IT MIGHT WORK FOR YOU.
I AM NOT GONNA ARGUE
ABOUT THIS ANYMORE.
AT LEAST LET HIM TAKE US
TO THE CYBORSUIT.
WE'VE ALL BEEN THROUGH
ENOUGH TONIGHT.
I REALLY THINK
YOU SHOULD--
[FOOTSTEPS UPSTAIRS]
OH, NO.
SPENCER!
DAMN IT.
WAIT! ROLAND, WAIT!
SPENCER!
SPENCER!
HE RAN AWAY.
I DON'T BELIEVE THIS.
MAYBE THAT'S WHY
HE RAN AWAY.
HAD TO BE.
[EXHALES]
WE'RE GONNA TALK.
THIS IS NOT A GOOD TIME.
HEY! LET GO!
MAKE ME!
WILL YOU TELL ME
WHAT'S GOING ON NOW?
I SAID LET GO!
AAH!
I DON'T WANNA DO THIS.
WELL, MAYBE JUSA LITTLE.
COME ON!
[WHIRRING]
WHAT WAS THAT?
IT'S HEADED BACK
TOWARDS THE TRESTLE.
I'LL NEVER MAKE IIN TIME.
LISTEN, YOU WANNA KNOW
WHAT'S GOING ON?
I'LL TELL YOU
EVERYTHING,
BUT YOU GOTTA HELP ME.
WHY SHOULD I HELP YOU?
BECAUSE THE FUTURE
OF MANKIND IS AT STAKE.
[SQUEALING]
[RATTLING]
Turbo: I DON'T KNOW
ABOUT THIS.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
THIS WAS YOUR IDEA.
YEAH, BUT I WASN'THINKING STRAIGHT.
I WAS CONFUSED.
YOU SHOULD BE USED
TO THAT BY NOW.
SHH.
WATCH THE UPHOLSTERY.
[TURNS IGNITION]
YOU KNOW, I'M ALREADY
IN HELLACIOUS TROUBLE
WITH MY DAD.
WHEN THE EARTH ISN'T INVADED,
HE'LL THANK YOU.
[TIRES SQUEALING]
[GLASS SHATTERS]
HEY!
HEY!
MY CAR!
YEAH!
AAH! SLOW DOWN!
WHOO-HOO-HOO!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING? AAH!
YEAH!
AAH!
ROCKIN'!
HONEY, COME ON.
STACEY, HONEY, PLEASE.
PLEASE. PLEASE.
WHAT?
JUST HELP ME OUT HERE.
I AM.
DAD, STOP.
DAMN LUNATIC!
CY!
WAIT UP!
CY!
WAIT UP!
CY!
I DON'T SEE HIM.
THEY GOT HIM.
WHAT, THAT BROOD THING?
HE'S HEADED BACK
TOWARDS TOWN.
COME ON!
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[SQUEALING]
[GROWLS]
WHOO-HOO!
IT MAKES SENSE.
IT'S WHERE
THE CYBORSUIT LANDED.
THE BROODWARRIOR'S PROBABLY
GONNA CLEAR ITS TRACKS
BEFORE HE TAKES OFF.
I BET YOU'D NEVER KNOW
I DIDN'T HAVE A LICENSE.
[SIREN]
UH-OH.
SURE SOUNDS LIKE
SOMEONE FIGURED IT OUT.
HANG ON.
HANG ON?!
WHOA!
Radio: 18, ARE YOU IN NEED
OF ASSISTANCE?
COOL.
DAD SURE DID A GOOD JOB
ON THESE BRAKES.
[WHIMPERS]
AAH!
Roland:
WHERE DO WE LIVE?
DAD.
IN A NEIGHBORHOOD
OF--OF HOODLUMS...
AND--AND
NE'ER-DO-WELLS.
Spencer: AAH!
SPENCER!
SPENCER!
AAH!
YOU ARE NODRIVING ME HOME.
[GROWLS]
MAN, HE'S HUMONGOUS.
I BET HE DOESN'EVEN WORK OUT.
YOU'VE GOTTA
DISTRACT HIM.
I'VE GOTTA DISTRACTHAT?
I JUST NEED
A FEW SECONDS.
[ERRATIC BREATHING]
FUTURE OF MANKIND.
FUTURE OF MANKIND.
[GROWLS]
[DEEP BREATH]
HELLO, MR. ALIEN.
FREEZE!
[CHUCKLES]
AS DUMB
AS YOU ARE UGLY.
AAH!
GOTTA MOTOR.
OH!
AAH!
[GRUNTING]
[HISSING]
[MUFFLED SCREAMING]
[CLUNK]
HMM?
IT'S HEAD-CRUNCHING TIME.
THINK FAST.
[SHRIEKS]
YES!
MM-HMM!
SORRY I DUMPED OUON YOU, CY.
YOU ARE BRAVE
TO RETURN.
I WAS SCARED SICK.
THAT IS WHY
YOU ARE BRAVE.
[ALIEN SERPENT SQUEALS]
NICE ONE.
THANKS.
OW.
SORRY.
[METAL CREAKING]
[GROWLS]
UH-OH.
GOOD LUCK, AMIGO.
[SQUEALS]
[SQUEALS]
Spencer:
SIMON SAYS FIRE.
PHASE BOLT IMPELLERS
OFF-LINE.
I FORGOT.
RECOMMEND DEPLOYMENOF BATTLE SHIELD.
I'LL GO WITH THAT.
Cyborsuit: THIS WOULD BE
A GOOD TIME TO BLOCK.
UNH. AAH!
OOH.
AAH.
OH. AAH!
OH!
AAH!
OH.
TIME OUT! TIME OUT!
WHAT ELSE WE GOT?
Cyborsuit: DEPLOYING
MANUAL COMBAT ENHANCEMENT.
I'M LIKING THIS.
YES!
TAKE THAT!
[GRUNTING]
HAVE SOME PAIN!
HA HA!
COME ON.
I'M STANDING HERE.
[GROWLS]
OH!
INTERNAL PRESSURE
IS RISING.
YOU KNOW WHAI'M THINKING?
I DO.
ON 3. 1...
2...3.
AAH!
AAH!
LET ME GO! OH!
[SHRIEKS]
OH!
[GROWLING]
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
THAT COULD'VE
GONE BETTER.
OH!
AAH!
OH.
HEY, CY.
CY!
TALK TO ME.
CY, COME ON.
[SQUEALING]
CY.
[GROWLING]
CY!
DO SOMETHING.
[GRUNTING]
YEAH! NAILED YOU!
UH-OH.
AAH!
FUTURE OF MANKIND.
FUTURE OF MANKIND.
FUTURE OF MANKIND!
CY!
Cyborsuit: AT YOUR COMMAND.
[SHRIEKS]
WELCOME BACK
TO THE PARTY.
WARNING.
DANGEROUS LOSS OF
HYPER-REFLEXIVE ARMOR PLATING
IN MIDRIFF.
BROODWARRIOR CHEM BLASWILL TRIGGER POWER CORE
DETONATION.
OH, I GET THE PICTURE.
[GROWLS]
Cyborsuit:
YOU MUST EJECT.
NO WAY! I NEED YOU!
I WILL SOON
CEASE TO FUNCTION.
YOU CAN MAKE IT.
COME ON, TRY.
CY, COME ON!
DON'T GIVE UP.
Cyborsuit: I AM SORRY,
EARTH BIOTIC SPENCER.
OH.
OHH.
[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING]
I AM EXPERIENCING
POWER DEPLETION
IN MY LOGIC GRID.
INNER SYSTEMS FAILING.
I AM C-CEASING TO FUNCTION.
NO.
YOU GOTTA HOLD ON.
I'LL GET SOMEONE
TO FIX YOU.
[BROODWARRIOR GROWLS]
JUST GONNA BORROW THIS, CY.
[METAL CLANKING]
[CLANK CLANK]
[CLANK]
[CLANK]
[CLANK CLANK]
[CLANK]
AAH!
AAH!
OH.
HOW WE DOING?
NOT GREAT.
HEY, PIZZA FACE!
LOOKING
FOR SOMETHING?
[SQUEALS]
COME ON!
COME AND GET ME!
COME ON!
HEY! OVER HERE!
COME FOLLOW ME!
WHAT ARE YOU
WAITING FOR?
COME ON!
YOUR BROOD-MOTHER
WEARS ARMY BOOTS!
[MUFFLED SCREAMING]
[GROWLS]
OH!
AAH!
OUCH.
[GROWLING]
I THINK NOT.
HE'S MINE NOW,
UNDERSTAND?
I GUESS
HE UNDERSTANDS.
UM...
ARE YOU SURE WE JUST CAN'T-TALK ABOUT THIS?
OH. AAH.
[GROWLING]
[MACHINE WHIRRING]
YOU--YOU BETTER SURRENDER.
[SNICKERING]
[WARNING BUZZERS]
COME ON.
COME ON!
OH! AAH!
AAH! WHOA!
AAH!
WHOA.
OH.
[GROWLING]
[SHRIEKING]
[SQUISHING]
UGH.
EW.
UGH.
UGH.
OH.
Stacey: THERE'S HIS CAR.
[GASPS]
AAH!
DAD, WHAT ARE YOU
TRYING TO DO,
BREAK ALL MY LIMBS?
Roland: STACEY, STAY IN
THE BACK SEAT, PLEASE.
HE'S HISTORY.
CY?
CY?
DON'T LEAVE ME.
DON'T LEAVE ME ALONE.
[THUNDERING NOISE]
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[SHOUTING IN ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[SOLDIERS CONVERSING
IN ALIEN LANGUAGE]
WATCH IT, PAL.
WOW.
CY?
CAN TALK. RED MEAT.
NEBULA BURGER.
UNSEALING URINATION
APERTURE.
HELLO.
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
Cyborsuit:
...SPENCER.
OH.
THIS IS TENRIS DE'THAR,
MY CREATOR.
HI.
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
SPENCER.
HMM...
MMM?
MMM?
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[LAUGHTER]
[SHOUTING
IN ALIEN LANGUAGE]
HMM.
I'M REALLY
GONNA MISS YOU.
YOU NO LONGER NEED
A CYBORSUIT.
I'LL ALWAYS NEED
A FRIEND.
THAT YOU WILL
ALWAYS HAVE.
[SOLDIER SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[SPEAKING
ALIEN LANGUAGE]
[THUNDERING NOISE]
Roland: SPENCER!
WHAT IS THAT?
SPENCER.
SPENCE, WHAT...
UH, I CAN EXPLAIN.
I HEREBY VOLUNTEER
AS A CHARACTER WITNESS.
LET'S GO HOME, HUH?
OK?
Roland: SO, KNOW ANY GOOD
FISHING HOLES AROUND HERE?
Janet: FULSOM'S CREEK.
BLUEGILL THE SIZE
OF HUBCAPS.
HUBCAPS.
THAT'S IF YOU KNOW
WHERE TO DROP YOUR LINE.
SO HOW WOULD I GO ABOUGETTING THAT INFORMATION?
DEPENDS ON WHAT YOU HAVE
TO TRADE.
HOW ABOUT A SLIGHTLY
USED FRIDGE?
[BIRDS CHIRPING]
I CAN'T GO THAT LOW.
YOU TALK TO
MY BUSINESS MANAGER, OK?
I'LL HANDLE IT.
LOOK, WE GOTTA MAKE
A PROFIT HERE.
YOU'RE JUST GONNA
HAVE TO TELL YOUR MOM
TO INCREASE
YOUR ALLOWANCE.
SPENCE.
YEAH, DAD?
3 P.M. SHARP,
I'LL BE HERE. OK?
THANKS, DAD.
OK, SEE YOU LATER.
BYE.
BREAK A LEG.
SO...
YOU LIKE
MIDKNIGHT WARRIOR?
YEAH, I DO.
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