Lilo & Stitch

Read the charges.

Dr. Jumba Jookiba,

lead scientist of Galaxy Defense Industries,

you stand before this council

accused of illegal genetic experimentation.

How do you plead?

Not guilty!

My experiments are only theoretical, completely within legal boundaries.

We believe you actually created something.

Created something?

But that would be irresponsible and unethical.

I would never, ever,

make more than one.

What is that monstrosity?

Monstrosity?

What you see before you is the first of a new species.

I call it Experiment 626.

He is bulletproof, fireproof

and can think faster than supercomputer.

He can see in the dark and move objects 3,000 times his size.

His only instinct, to destroy everything he touches!

So it is a monster.

Hey, just a little one.

It is an affront to nature. It must be destroyed!

Calm yourself, Captain Gantu. Perhaps it can be reasoned with.

Experiment 626, give us some sign you understand any of this.

Show us that there is something inside you that is good.

So naughty!

I didn't teach it that.

Place that idiot scientist under arrest!

I prefer to be called "evil genius"!

And as for that abomination,

it is the flawed product of a deranged mind.

It has no place among us.

Captain Gantu, take him away.

With pleasure.

Uncomfortable?

Good!

The council has banished you to exile on a desert asteroid.

So relax, enjoy the trip,

and don't get any ideas.

These guns are locked onto your genetic signature.

They won't shoot anyone but you.

Why, you...

May I remind the Captain that he is on duty?

Secure the cell!

Aye, Captain.

Captain on deck.

All ahead full.

Does this look infected to you?

Quiet, you.

- Gunfire in the cell bay! - Open a channel.

He's loose on Deck C!

Red alert. Seal off the deck!

Security, converge on Door 7!

Deadly force authorized. Fire on sight! Fire on sight!

There he is!

Security to Bridge.

It's in the ventilation system.

He's headed for the power grid.

What was that?

I don't think he's on the ship anymore.

Confirmed. He's taken a police cruiser.

Yeah, he took the red one.

That's it! We've got it. We've got it!

Hyperdrive activated. System charging.

He's engaged his H-drive!

Warning, guidance is not functional.

Pursuit Commander, that crazy trog is about to make a jump!

Break formation! Get clear of that ship!

Navigation failure. Do not engage...

Get me Galactic Control.

Where is he?

He's still in hyperspace.

Where will he exit?

Calculating now.

Quadrant 17, section 005, area 51.

A planet called Ee-arth.

I want an expert on this planet in here now!

What is that?

Water. Most of the planet is covered in it.

He won't survive in water. His molecular density is too great.

No.

Of course.

How much time do we have?

We have projected his landing at three hours, 42 minutes.

We have to gas the planet.

Hold it! Hold everything!

Earth is a protected wildlife reserve.

Yeah. We've been using it to rebuild the mosquito population,

which, need I remind you, is an endangered species!

Am I to assume you are the expert?

I don't know about "expert."

Agent Pleakley at your service.

Can we not simply destroy the island?

No! Crazy head!

The mosquito's food of choice, primitive humanoid life forms,

have colonies all over that planet.

Are they intelligent?

No, but they're very delicate.

In fact, every time an asteroid strikes their planet,

they have to begin life all over.

It's fascinating, isn't it? With this, I've been able to study...

What if our military forces just landed there?

Well, that'd be a bad idea!

These are extremely simple creatures, miss.

Landing there would create mass mayhem and planet-wide panic!

A quiet capture would require an understanding of 626

that we do not possess.

Who, then, Mr. Pleakley, would you send for his extraction?

Does he have a brother?

Close grandmother, perhaps?

Friendly cousin?

Neighbor with a beard?

He got away?

I'm sure this comes as no surprise to you.

I designed this creature for to be unstoppable.

Which is precisely why you must now bring him back.

What, me?

And to reward you,

we are willing to trade your freedom for his capture.

626 will not come easily.

Maybe direct hit from plasma cannon might stun him long enough to...

Plasma cannon granted. Do we have a bargain, Dr. Jumba?

But it's a delicate planet! Who's going to control him?

You will.

Very good, Your Highness. I didn't quite...

You're not joking!

So, tell me, my little one-eyed one,

on what poor, pitiful, defenseless planet

has my monstrosity been unleashed?

Stop. Stop.

Lilo, why are you all wet?

It's sandwich day.

Every Thursday, I take Pudge the fish a peanut-butter sandwich.

Pudge is a fish?

And today we were out of peanut butter.

So I asked my sister what to give him, and she said a tuna sandwich.

I can't give Pudge tuna!

Do you know what tuna is?

- Fish? - It's fish!

If I gave Pudge tuna, I'd be an abomination!

I'm late because I had to go to the store

and get peanut butter, 'cause all we have is stinking tuna!

Lilo, Lilo, why is this so important?

Pudge controls the weather.

You're crazy.

Please! Please!

Everybody calm down!

Girls.

- Lilo... - I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

I won't do it again!

Maybe we should call your sister.

No! I'll be good! I want to dance.

I practiced.

I just want to dance.

I practiced.

She bit me.

I called your sister.

She said to wait for her here on the porch.

We'll try again on Sunday.

Does this look infected to you?

Yeah.

You better not have rabies.

If you have rabies, the dogcatcher is going to have to cut...

Are you going to play dolls?

You don't have a doll.

This is Scrump.

I made her, but her head is too big.

So I pretend a bug laid eggs in her ears, and she's upset,

because she only has a few more days to...

Lilo!

Lilo?

Oh, no.

You better be home.

Hey! Watch where you're going!

Stupid head!

Lilo!

Lilo! Open the door, Lilo!

Go away.

Lilo? We don't have time for this.

Leave me alone to die.

Come on, Lilo, that social worker's going to be here any minute!

You are so finished when I get in there!

I'm going to stuff you in the blender, push "purée," then bake you into a pie

and feed it to the social worker!

And when he says, "This is great. What's your secret?" I'm going to say,

"Love and nurturing."

Hi.

You must be the...

The stupid head.

You know, I'm really sorry about that,

and if I'd known who you were, of course I never would've...

I can pay for that.

It's a rental.

Are you the guardian in question?

Yes. I'm Nani.

Nice to meet you, Mister...

Bubbles.

Mr. Bubbles. That's a strange...