Lilo & Stitch 2: Stitch Has a Glitch

- Aloha. - What?

Bye-bye.

Stitch, why are you doing this?

Please stop.

Stop it, Stitch. Don't...

No! Stitch!

Wake up! Wake up!

Wake up, Stitch. Wake up.

Stitch, wake up.

It's all right. Don't worry.

You were just having another nightmare.

Seems like a bad one.

You know what this means, don't you?

Very interesting.

Why don't you tell me what happened next?

Well...

- I see. - Then...

And then...

That's it. No more.

It's my professional opinion that you're afraid of turning bad again.

We need to test your goodness level.

For example, someone bad would let this Elvis Blue Hawaii lamp,

circa 1971, smash to pieces against that wall.

Or let my favorite book, Plastic Surgeries Gone Wrong,

drop out this window to be lost forever.

Or let his family member fall to her painful, crushing death.

No!

See? Look at all the good things you did.

My prognosis? Your goodness level is extra high.

Nothing to worry about.

Lilo! Stitch! You're gonna be late for hula class.

Except that.

Stitch!

Hurry up, you two.

Hey, can you guys help me today? It's family night.

- I want the house clean. - Not me.

I have very important project I've been working on.

No more crop circles!

All the other aliens get to make them.

- What about you? - I have a full day of Earth research.

Watching talk shows and reading magazines?

Yeah, it takes it out of ya.

Can we take the hovercraft? Please?

It's too dangerous. Besides, someone may see you.

- Please? - Please?

All right, you can take it if you can find it.

Yes!

I hid it so good this time, they're never...

Thanks, Nani.

I gotta find a better hiding place for that thing.

There's no place I'd rather be

Lingering in the ocean blue

Sorry!

I'd surf till the sun sets beyond the horizon

Flying by on a Hawaiian rollercoaster ride

Hawaiian rollercoaster ride

There's no place I'd rather be

Girls, I have very exciting news.

This week is our May Day...

Sorry I'm late. But wait till you see this.

I got my 'uli'uli technique down.

Lilo...

Lilo?

Lilo, we're not doing that today.

We're not doing that today.

Kumu has an announcement.

In three days is our town's May Day celebration.

And here's the best part.

There will be a hula competition.

Each of you will create an original hula.

The one that best expresses the aloha spirit

will lead our halau as the winning dance.

You, you, you!

- Are there any questions? - Kumu, I have one.

Will people who are late to class be allowed to participate?

Mertle, I think in the spirit of aloha, we should be tolerant of others.

Well, there's no harm in asking.

I want you to use class time today to begin working on your ideas.

The May Day celebration is big time.

The whole town will be there.

Maybe I'll get a contract.

We can do any idea we want. Even make our own costumes.

- Cool! - It'll be a lot of work.

My mom knows how to make great costumes.

My mom can sew really good.

My mom knows a lot about hula. She can help me with it.

- I guess Lilo's on her own. - She doesn't have a mom.

- Don't say that. - It's the truth.

- Not everyone has a mom. - All right, don't bite my head off.

I don't know what costume I'm gonna wear.

Lilo, may I speak with you?

This is a book of past winners.

Do you know who this is?

It's your mother.

- My mom? - Aye.

She won the competition when she was your age.

She was as beautiful as an orchid and as graceful as a rolling wave.

Here. To inspire you.

That's my mom.

She won the competition when she was my age.

Hey, Lilo.

Maybe your dog can take a picture of me when I win the competition.

- How do you know you'll win? - It's pretty well known

that I'm the best dancer in the seven-year-old division.

I don't know. I think maybe I can win.

Hello?

You're a stinky dancer, and anything you come up with will be stinky.

You'll never be like your mom. Never.

- Okay. - That's it!

Smile.

As you can see, there was a little disagreement...

Again.

Next time, flush the evidence.

Why don't you come inside, Kumu? Excuse the mess.

We have a full house.

Make yourself at home, Kumu. I just made some lemonade.

Hey!

Nani, we're out of lemonade.

Pleakley, I just made that.

Nani. You have to come to lab and see my new invention.

I just mopped in here!

It will improve your primitive earthly life.

Speaking of improving your life,

I've just been reading this article called Ten Days To A Slimmer You.

Full of wonderful suggestions.

Guys, I don't have time for this. We have a guest.

A guest? Well, let's go meet him.

Let's not. Lilo's in enough trouble.

- Trouble? - Well, all out of lemonade.

Anyway, I know my sister is very sorry and didn't mean it.

- Very sorry. - See?

- But I did mean it. - Lilo?

Next time, Mertle Edmonds is going down.

She's going way down.

No more pro wrestling for you.

Where is she? Where is she?

There's our precious angel, who must be the victim of a misunderstanding.

- No, no... - Where is she?

- Jumba. What are you doing? - Don't worry. The cavalry has arrived.

- There she is. - No, no, no, no.

Somebody give this kid gold star, she's so good.

I don't believe we've met.

This is Uncle Jumba and I'm Auntie Pleakley. Enchantée.

On second thought, Kumu, we should talk outside.

It's not polite to interrupt your auntie.

- Knock, knock. - David.

How's it, everybody?

You remember my Auntie Pleakley and Uncle Jumba, right?

Say something.

- Nice hat. - Why, thank you, David.

See? Uncle Jumba said it made me look top-heavy.

Aunt Pleakley wanted the truth.

What we want and what we need are entirely different things.

It's true what they say.

Men are from Mars, and women are from Venus.

- Nani. - Yeah?

You've been stressing, so I got movie tickets.

Movie?

David, I would love to, really, but I'm gonna have to rain check.

- That's okay. I understand. - Great. Thanks for understanding.

I dare you to say that's not flattering, even on him.

Okay, I'm sure that Kumu isn't interested in this.

- Nice to be meeting you. - Au revoir.

Bye-bye.

Boy. Good thing we were here.

I'm not talking to you.

Sorry about the relatives, Kumu.

Yeah, sorry. Thanks for coming. See ya at the competition.

Lilo?

I know you want to be in the competition,

but your behavior today makes me think you're not ready.

No. I'm ready. It's just...

Mertle pushed my buttons. I'll be good. I mean it.

I hope so. If there's any more trouble, you won't be allowed in the competition.

I promise. There won't be any trouble. I promise, promise.

I triple promise.

- Okay, then. - Thank you, Kumu.

You don't have to worry. I've seen the error of my ways.

I will be good from now on and be the best hula dancer ever.

You'll see. I can do it.

There's no way I can do this.

Just because my mom was a great hula dancer doesn't mean I am.

The only thing I know I inherited from her is, well, Nani.

What if Mertle's right and everything I do is gonna be stinky?

Maybe I'm just stinky...

Like cheese.

But my mom was beautiful like an orchid and graceful like a wave.

I'll never be like her.

You think I can do it?

We do together.

Let's win this thing.

- Okey... - Dokey.

Hula ideas, take one.

Mummies.

Amputation.

Vampire bats.

Recycling.

Gossip.

Skydive.

I wonder if Elvis had these problems.