Mad

♪ Hey, yabba, boy, yamma ♪

Mad!

Mad!

Welcome to Pandora.

This is a Na'vi avatar.

They are fierce, and they are savage.

Just don't tap on the glass, 'cause it freaks 'em out.

Now, the guy who was scheduled to take this avatar

died from a cat allergy...

Ah...

So instead, we're goin' with his brother,

Jake Smelly.

Is that the best the military can do?

Well, we were gonna send the A-Team,

but they wouldn't fit in the pod.

- - Ooh, I pity the pod.

Uhh. Better send Smelly.

Man your pod, Smelly, and good luck.

Wow. I look just like the Na'vi.

Dr. Grace, how'd you duplicate them so perfect...

What? It took a few tries to get it right, ok?

Luckily everything on this planet is...

Blue!

Run, Jake!

Uhh. I think I just crapped in my shell.

- -

Obviously you're more of a cat person.

I am Neytiri of the Na'vi.

We are a peaceful clan who are at one with nature.

Clearly.

These are my people.

We live under the tree of souls with our clan leader,

our spiritual leader... Ahh.

And our music leader.

Everyone's a critic.

Why did you bring me back?

To remind you.

Your mission is help us obtain

this precious mineral known as stupidnamium.

Stupidnamium? What moron came up with that?

In order to fly,

you must join with the banshee that chooses you.

How will I know which one chooses me?

It will try and kill you.

I got him when he wasn't lookin'.

That's not exactly what I meant,

but the job is done.

Your initiation is finished.

Is that ceremonial paint?

No. It's banshee poo.

It's all over the place, and we don't know what to do with it.

I... I must confess something, Neytiri.

This body is just my avatar.

Where is your real body?

Safely protected in the transpod.

Everyone, listen.

I know I've been here for 3 months

and probably should have mentioned this earlier,

but the sky people want to destroy your...

tree. Guess I should have put that at the top of the list.

Step aside, Smelly.

You had your chance.

Is that your latest military robot, Quaritch?

No. It's the Bluetendo, actually.

Got it for my birthday.

Uhh!

- Hello, kitty. -

You can hiss all you want,

but I'm protected inside this robotic suit.

What?

I said...

Oh. I see what happened.

Jake.

I see you.

I see you.

No, get me to the ICU.

Oh. Uh, of course.

You saved us, Jake Smelly,

and as a thank you, we will make you our king.

Aah!

This is one small step for...

Ah, man.

Houston, we have a poo-poo.

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Mad!

Oh, that looks great, man.

She's gonna love that tattoo.

Transformers. You have your favorites,

but here are some rejected ones that didn't make the cut...

Autopot...

Aah! Aah!

Mowertron...

I will destroy the...

Headgear, the orthodontic transformer...

Ooh.

And Click, the transformer who can hide anywhere.

Honey, have you seen the remote?

Have you checked in the sofa cushions?

Ohh!

Rejected transformers.

Now you know why they're less than meets the eye.

Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair

so that I may climb thy golden stair.

Raah!

Disney's direct to DVD presents...

I miss you, mom.

It's good to share your feelings.

Mommy?

"Zombi."

My heart won't stop thumping.

I think I just skunked myself.