Planet 51

I've never gone parking before.

I'm really not that kind of a girl.

Well, I'm not the kind of a guy who would go with that kind of a girl.

Oh, that's so sweet. I think.

There's nothing to be scared of.

I knew this would happen if we made out!

Good shot, son.

General, I think he's surrendering.

Run! Run!

Fire at will!

Help!

Keep firing. Keep firing! Keep firing!

Kill every last alien!

You will all become my alien zombies.

-Command us, Master! -Ouch, Mom!

What did I tell you about these kind of movies?

It was almost over!

-Besides, they're all the same. -That's not true.

You know, he looks just like his father.

Just like his father.

Oh, I hate the rain.

Raining rocks and dogs. Great!

Space,

a universe of mystery.

Well, today, the mystery will be unveiled.

Thanks to science, we now know the universe is nearly 500 miles long

and it contains, you're not going to believe this,

over 1,000 stars.

Lem, come on! Liven it up.

And still, the only known intelligent life

is right here on our planet.

No, not today! Not today! Please.

What was that?

That's our planet after the attack of the Humaniacs.

They're gonna eat our brains for dinner!

Is that true?

Everybody, please, that's ridiculous.

Totally ridiculous. Brains for dinner? Come on!

Brains are for breakfast with cereal and milk.

Dinner is organs and eyeballs.

Okay, everyone, everyone, please, listen up.

We're not getting eaten

or harvested or having our brains barbecued.

The universe isn't scary. It's really amazing.

And don't forget to pick up your planetary yo-yos.

We've got one for each of you.

You're looking at the new Junior Assistant Curator!

High four!

Well, it's part-time now and full-time after I graduate.

-How did you do, Lem? -Got the job!

Knew you would.

Hey, I can see my whole life.

A house, a car, two kids, they'll grow up and have kids.

They'll come home to visit on holidays.

-Well? -Got it!

Lem, congratulations on that job.

-I knew you could do it. -Yeah, thanks.

Oh, wow!

-There it is. Just two more days. -Wow.

Humaniacs III: The Final Battle for Our World.

-Victory or extinction! -Victory or extinction!

If you guys go in costume, I'm pretending we never met.

Did you just say what I think you just said?

I'm a planetarium professional now.

I don't have time for kids' movies anymore.

Kids' movies? I suppose next you'll say aliens don't exist.

Duh!

Just as I thought. You're not Lem.

You're an alien zombie, like in Humaniacs II.

Skiff, I'm not a zombie.

Yeah, that's what you zombies are programmed to say.

Tell me something the real Lem would know.

Well, I know Skiff is the only nutcase

who thinks the government is hiding all alien evidence in Base 9.

And you give candy to your puppy so he'll poop jelly beans.

It was just an experiment.

With all due respect,

I've put in the hours and done a lot of alien research at work.

What are you talking about? You work in a comic book store!

The greatest source of scientific knowledge.

Skiff, time to unpack the fake alien poop.

Right away, Mr. Haglug.

You will believe me, Lem, when aliens put you on the takeout menu.

-Wow! -Skiff!

I love fake-alien-poop day.

So, Eckle, do you think your sister's home?

-Why? -I thought maybe...

I thought I might tell her I got the job.

-Why? -Forget it. You tell her for me. Okay?

Okay, but every time you tell me to tell her something,

she asks why don't you just tell her yourself?

-What? -And then my mom says

it's because you like her, and then she says that, "Oh, that's so cute,"

and why don't you just ask her out already,

'cause she's been waiting for you to ask her out

ever since we moved next door to you.

She has? The girl of my dreams likes me?

This is the best day of my life.

Yeah, we got to see that kid throw up.

Hey, he did it!

-He got the job! -We're so proud of you.

I hear it's just one easy step up to Senior Assistant Curator.

Come on, soldier. Take that hill.

-Hey, Neera. -Hey, Lem.

I wanted to tell you, I got the job.

Lem, that's great!

-Maybe it's time that you and me... -Yes?

I mean, would you want to...

Hey, Neera! I've been looking all over for you.

-You've been looking for me? -The cause needs you.

-The what? -The cause.

Glar's involved with something he calls "protesting."

It's like when you shout about stuff that makes you upset.

Yeah, like our school pictures.

Why do they have to be of our faces?

I mean, what a bummer.

That means it's not good.

Neera, we need you! Righteous momma!

I'm so honored, but Lem was about to ask me something.

Yeah? Man, what do you want to ask her?

-It's kind of private. -No problemo, man!

I mean, I totally respect that.

So, Neera...

Neera and Lem had a private conversation

And don't want anybody else around

Yeah, you know, we can talk later.

Okay.

Peace.

That means, "See you later."

Bye!

Bye.

"The cause, man."

I'd like to cause him some pain.

I don't want to hear a single bubble.

Especially you, Bubbles.

Call the General! Call the General!

It's in the Containment Room. Lock this section down, now!

Resistance is futile. Surrender or die.

Come on, Eckle. Go help your father.

What the...

Duck?

Wow!

No! No! No! No! No!

Mom, Dad, there's a ship in the...

My car!

Open wide or the big, bad monster will get you.

The battle for our world has begun.

-Captain, mobilize the army. -Yes, sir!

Right, men, move it!

Are they hostile? Will our species survive?

One thing we do know is

that they show no respect for our parking laws.

And speaking of survival,

how will you survive without a sparkling smile?

Give your smile that special glow

Try the sparkle action of Dental Pro

You know, you're really good as that toothbrush.

Yeah. But what I really do best is a suppository.

Now, let's see. Invasion by giant ants.

Invasion by sea monsters.

Invasion by 50-foot woman?

Here it is, So, You've Been Invaded by Aliens.

-Keep your eyes on the aliens. -Aliens?

All right, class, let's try it one more time.

The aliens are coming!

Flarc, you were too slow. Go join the zombies.

I called it. The only question is,

should I be terrified because it's the end of the world

or happy because I totally called it?

Me, I have a plan.

They're gonna need a native to run the mines.

I'll befriend them, show my executive skills, and bam! I'm in.

Speaking of "bam! I'm in..."

A cork?

It's your best defense against the aliens' favorite form of research.

The probe.

You put it...

-Yeah, yeah, yeah. I think I get it. -Oh, wait.

This is yours. I already used that one.

I just remembered, my job.

Gotta go. You know, my boss.

Your boss? No problem. You guys can share.

Neera, you have to choose.

It's either me or Glar.

Oh, Lem, there's no question.

It's you, of course.

Come on! Come on! Come on!

Hello. This is the alien hotline.

Yes. Hi. I've found the alien.

They're here, and no weapon can stop them.

You've got to be kidding.

-Hello? -Yes, hello. I've found the alien!

If you've spotted an alien fleet, dial 1.

For pod people, dial 2.

I can breathe! I can breathe!

You speak my language.

That's amazing! You speak my language.

Yeah. That's what I just said.

You just said, "That's what I just said."

-Say something else. -Like what?