You know, 3rd rock we always try to grapple
with the big themes.
This time we're answering the question,
"why are there so many
beautiful women in the world?"
Turns out they're Venusians trying to take over.
The episode starts, uh,
with every normal, schlumpy, nebbishy guy
in Rutherford, Ohio, being surrounded and fawned over
by these beautiful, exquisite creatures.
We have 3 wonderful women
from the world of fashion and modeling.
Cindy Crawford.
Angie Everhart.
Irina pantaeva.
We knew that once we had Cindy Crawford,
that, uh, you know, we could get other
high-profile models falling in place.
It is chock-full of probably the most
beautiful women on earth.
It's always nice to have
a ton of beautiful women around.
I'm--what am I supposed to say, you know?
Can somebody please explain to me why Rutherford, Ohio,
is suddenly brimming over with beautiful women
just dying to date losers?
Well, I'm betting
it has something to do with el nino.
And then I decide to check it out.
And I find out that they are actually Venusians.
They come to earth and every man they meet
will give them anything they want.
Look what I bought for Chloe.
How much did that cost?
$50.
$50?! Really?
A month for the next 16 years.
They're very high-Maintenance.
They've come to drain the economy and, uh,
so all the guys in Rutherford, Ohio,
are taking them out
and spending tons of cash on them,
and they're just going to suck all the cash up
and leave.
And it takes us 4 aliens, you know--
the 3rd rock family--
to find out what they're really about.
Holy cow! We weren't just dating leggy babes--
we were dating leggy babes from beyond!
I am captured by them and made into one of them.
Aah!
I get totally made over.
And, basically, Sally defines being made over as torture.
Sally, voice over: lieutenant's log--
I don't know how long I've been here.
I don't know how long they're going to keep me.
I don't know what I know anymore.
On the plus side, my skin looks great.
I become a supermodel basically.
Ahh.
I'm full!
I, uh... I do a catwalk.
And then the fellas-- the male aliens--
uh, have to come and save me...
and the earth as well.
We got to save earth,
and we got to save Sally!
Let's go!
Wait!
What if we run into one of those cunning,
manipulative women?
You're right.
Everyone grab a comb and a dinner jacket!
Let's go!
This is the Venusian lair.
And they, uh, they built it
as the sort of the master control room
for the Venusians.
We're actually in the basement
of qualcom stadium, during the superbowl.
Superbowl.
Supermodels.
Do you see where we're going with this?
Just wait till you see how 3 people
sneak into the superbowl with only 2 tickets.
We have a very ugly baby.
This was something
that we just cooked up on the spot.
And it's--it may be the funniest shtick
we've worked out yet.
Get me out of this thing!
Harry, push! Push!
The writers and the producers
have hit such a great stride
with combining this incredible,
farcical, physical comedy
with, actually, a bit of some high brow wit.
It's all very improvisatory.
The writers are always in on the act.
You know, you keep brainstorming all these things.
What if this character becomes a lounge singer
and then that char--
you know, it's just endless possibilities.
That's the nice thing
about being intergalactic travelers--
we can go anywhere.
Most of the episodes... just gel.
All the storylines really work together.
One isn't necessarily stronger than the other.
The structure really works.
The creativity level is very, very high,
along with this sort of lunacy level.
I just think that we keep getting better and better.
I keep enjoying the shows more and more.
It's like we keep on raising the pole.
We have to jump higher.
You know what, I think it's just having fun.
We always have fun,
but we're having extra special fun this time.
The Venusians have invaded and they're hot.
So, uh, if that's not enough
to get a bunch of beer-Swilling guys
to watch a little extra Tv,
then, you know, it's the end of the world
as we know it.