♪ MVA ♪ ♪ MVA ♪
♪ Monsters vs. Aliens ♪
♪ It's us vs. them ♪
♪ Foe vs. friend ♪
♪ Brain vs. B.O.B. ♪
♪ It's a super-freaky job ♪
Oh, yeah, it's freaky.
♪ MVA ♪
♪ Monsters vs. Aliens ♪
[cackles]
♪ Monsters vs. Aliens ♪
♪ MVA ♪
1x26 - The Sneezing Horror
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[sneezes]
[groans] Ugh.
Quivering infants.
Like you've never had a touch of jowl ooze.
Ooh, that looks tasty.
I like a soldier who guts it out
through a case of the sniffles.
Unlike Link, who takes a sick day
if he eats too many cinnamon buns.
Hey!
[stomach growls] Ooh. Whoa.
I got to lay down.
Thank you, General.
I find the Earth obsession with hygiene
rather childish and... [sneezes]
All: Ugh!
Mama's hotcakes!
Whoa! Are they all right?
Nothing too serious, but it appears Coverton's alien sniffle
has a much more powerful effect on the people of Earth.
My scan confirms the Doctor's diagnosis.
Earth people are incredibly weak and frail.
That's not what I said.
What exactly are we dealing with here, Doctor?
Instant, ultra-contagious superflu.
In related news, I'm going to pass out now.
And no one blames the cinnamon buns?
[chomping loudly]
[plate shatters]
Get that snot-spraying sicko out of here ASAP!
Unhand me, human cretins.
And keep him locked down before he infects my entire base.
I am an ambassador of the galactic... whoa.
Infect the entire base? [evil murmur]
Oh, ow! My brain.
Apparently, I make an instant, ultra-contagious superflu.
If I could spread it around the base...
[sneezes]
Oh!
Those were my lucky pants.
Anyway, infect everyone,
and I'll have the base to myself,
free to pilfer their most tip-top-tippy secrets.
[cackles]
Now to slip past whatever devious "lockdown"
they've arranged.
[chuckles] Triumph!
[sneezes]
Fella, that is just unsanitary.
[sneezes]
Down goes Henry.
[chuckles]
Oh, I'm positively oozing with anticipation.
High-five party!
[all groan]
Did somebody say high-five party?
Zurp.
[both groan]
Fly, my orange pretties. Fly.
Wha... ooh!
Uh?
I'm hit, mama!
[all groan]
[screams]
Licking handrails?
Oh, oh, uh, I'm... I-I was merely, uh...
That's my favorite game too!
Race you! [laughs] Whoa!
Uh.
Sometimes the simpletons make it too easy.
Ugh.
Daddy! Daddy!
I wanna ride the pretty pony. [chuckles]
Hello?
Anyone not groaning in a pool of your own fever sweat?
No?
Goodie! The base is mine!
[cackles]
[laughs]
[cackles]
And I'll take one of these and... oh, that looks like fun.
And how about a... [screams] nothing!
Definitely not stealing any...
- What are you doing conscious? - Pony ride!
Pony wh... [screams]
Do you have a name, pony? I will call you Becky Tinyhorse.
I love you so much!
[grunts]
Get off, you insufferable blue goobag!
You called me poison words.
- Yes, I most certainly... - Bad pony!
Hello? Anyone?
I command you to answer and assist me.
- Coverton? - Sqweep!
Excellent. Where are you?
General Monger has ordered all healthy aliens into nurse duty.
I do not understand.
Why do we baby the weak instead of harvesting their organs
- for our dessert pies? - Can I get a different nurse?
[sighs] Vornicarn!
Moisten the feverish foreheads.
[growls]
[all groan]
Now I must find the best place for this "ther-mo-me-ter."
Hmm.
[pained screams]
Frankly, you are fortunate to be in lockdown.
- Uh, yes, lockdown. - Pony! Pony!
Huh? B.O.B.?
Oh, good. You found him.
Oh good? Look at him.
- He's gone mad. - I'm riding the ferris wheel,
but it made me spit up. Like this. [gurgles]
Yeah. When B.O.B. gets sick, he totally hallucinates.
I'd say he currently thinks
he's a five-year-old girl at the county fair.
You promised me funnel cake.
Well, someone come take care of him then.
I'm a very sick alien.
Your stupid space flu got us sick. You deal with it.
You honestly expect me to play nanny
to some pony-obsessed goo girl until everyone recovers?
Nah, B.O.B. will have a new hallucination way before that.
New hallucination? What in the name of Zargloom's
semi-inflated bile sac are you talking about?
[grunts]
Arrr, matey! What be your business
aboard the dread pirate ship Jolly Bobber?
Where did you get an eye patch?
I'll skewer your bones for me masthead!
Oh, I'm... [giggles]
Ahh!
[grunts and yelps]
Yee-haw! You see me rope that doggy?
I am not your doggy.
Now, where'd I put my branding iron? Oh, there it is!
[screams]
[breathes heavily]
[gravelly] I'm Blobman.
[screams]
Sqweep! Sqweep!
I'm extremely busy, Coverton.
And I am in peril of life and limb.
I want a blankie. ASAP!
I feel like I'm gonna throw up.
[scattered groans]
Sqweep! Me want hot cocoa.
And a cinnamon bun.
Yo, nurse, I'm burning hot over here.
[shivers] Now I'm cold.
Blankie, blankie, blankie!
I will open your belly and make a blankie from
your insides if you do not stay in that bed.
But I'm sick.
Sqweep, you're a scientist.
Make a hallucination antidote or something.
I'm otherwise occupied. But do not worry.
Dr. Cockroach is already working on an antidote.
[sneezes]
Unacceptable. I need that antidote now.
[B.O.B. grunts]
[gasps]
No. I do... [whimpers]
Uh-oh. Someone hasn't been flossing.
Tsk, tsk.
I'm afraid they're... Oh! all gonna have to come out.
Enough! Mercy!
I surrender. I'm sorry I ever infected you.
All I ever wanted was to explore forbidden areas
and steal experimental superweapons.
Thought you'd steal our superweapons, eh?
Well, not in my U.S. of A, Von Brudelheim.
What is a Von Brudelhei... Antidote!
Where is that confounded antidote?
Hmm, perhaps this one.
[gulps]
[screams]
Good, that is a very healthy fire scream.
And the rash. I mean, I try not to scratch,
but maybe some kind of calamine lotion would help
if you know where to...
No! Bad nurse! No eating patients.
Time for a taste of your own medicine.
Is it bubblegum flavored?
[screams]
[laughs maniacally]
You have the right to remain exploded.
Time for a personality change again, yes?
[gunshots] [whimpers]
[yelps]
Hey, Coverton, wanna go lick some doorknobs?
Um, I'm very confused.
Science!
Dr. C. finally hit the right antidote.
Pumped it straight into the air system.
So the entire base is breathing it in, even as we speak.
[inhales deeply]
Aw, it tastes like sanity. Mmm.
Of course, with your unique alien biology,
it is possible you may experience minor side effects.
[hiccupping]
Exploding hiccups? Fascinating.
Okay. I think I've got it under contro...
[groans]
[screams] Ah, no!
1x27 - Prisoner of the Dark Dimension
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[rock music]
[keys jingle]
Whoo hoo hoo!
Wah hoo hoo hoo!
[roars]
Whoo hoo hoo!
Oh, great. Come on, Betty. Move!
No, no, no!
Bad alien! Ba... oh, stop!
Gah!
This is all that's left of old Betty. [sobs]
And they call us Monsters.
[grunts]
You aliens gotta reel in your critter. He's out of control!
Heck yeah. Remember what he did in the situation room?
That was a situation.
- And the rec room? - Totally wrecked.
- And the mess hall? - An absolute m...
You know what, Dr. C.? It's too easy.
- But we were riffing. - Too easy.
Bottom line, you aliens muzzle your mutt A.S.A.P.
ASAP!
- Or I will take extreme measures. - Extreme!
I will toss his scaly backside into the isolation zone.
The isola... whoa. What? What?
That slobbering mongrel will finally be getting
what he deserves: The isolation zone.
Which is... help me out... what exactly?
Just what it sounds like. A zone of isolation.
I spent some time in there. Hard time.
When I first thawed, I was a little cranky.
[growls] He's cranky!
Hey, it happens when you've been on ice for 20,000 years.
I was largely misunderstood.
Huh?
In ya go, tough guy.
[groans]
[whimpers]
I just floated in that weird, lonely space
for what seemed like forever.
Wow, that was not my experience at all.
I love that place.
[giggling]
I'm a peanut. [laughs]
How did you get through it, Link?
[muttering] Bunbun.
What's that? [clears throat]
Fun, fun! You know, like B.O.B.
[chuckles]
A thing like that can be fun, fun
if you're, you know, tough... tough like me.
[growls]
Calm self, Vornicarn.
Little Sqweep is only hurting you to be helping you.
Aha! Just as I suspected.
He appears to be suffering from a dietary deficiency.
- His food is no good? - Correct.
Modifying Vornicarn's diet might moderate his behavior.
This compound should be perfect.
[sniffs]
[gags]
[people screaming]
[progressively angrier grunts]
That beast of yours is running up quite a tab.
Did you hear what he did to the break room?
- Did he "break" it? - Ahem.
- I told you. Too easy. - The paste I prepared
meets all of Vornicarn's nutritional needs.
I do not understand why he doesn't like it.
[retches]
Let me taste!
Hmm. Different.
Mmm. Unexpected.
Ugh, horrible!
Oh, that is the worst thing I ever...
Must cleaneth tongueth! Not working!
[screams]
[burps]
Hmm, you know what you should have tried instead of paste?
Chocolate. Everybody likes chocolate.
All right, show of hands. Who likes chocolate?
I do!
Me too!
Whoa, that is a lot of hands.
Okay, this is gonna take a while to count.
Mostly because I-I can't count.
- One, four, cantaloupe. - General, I am sure
Vornicarn will be on best behavior now. Right, Vornicarn?
Uh?
I warned you aliens
what would happen if that pooch got loose.
I am sending Vornicarn into the isolation zone.
I'm telling you, Sqweep.
You should just give Vornicarn chocolate. He'll love it.
Chocolate is not an appropriate substitute for balanced nutrition.
However, I'm attempting to make the paste
more pleasing to Vornicarn's palate.
- Taste? - No, thank you.
I'll stick with my... ♪ Chocolate! Chocolate ♪
♪ Yummy yummy treat ♪
♪ Chocolate! Chocolate ♪
♪ taste better than feet ♪
Hmm. Needs more...
♪ chocolate ♪
[giggles]
♪ second verse ♪
- It just doesn't seem right. - It doesn't seem wrong either, Link.
Vorn has been on a real tear.
So we give him the zone? It's scary in there
and the poor guy doesn't even have a Bunbun.
Okay, there's that word again. Bunbun?
[yelps] What's a Bunbun?
Never-heard-of-it-don't-know what-you're-talking-about-bye!
[slurps]
They don't understand, Bunbun,
what you did for me in the zone.
[whimpers]
So Pete, how's "take your daughter
to top-secret-facility day" working for you?
Uh-uh-uh! Honey.
Stay away from the interdimensional prison sphere.
Hi, fishy man! What are you doing in there?
- You wanna see my bunny? - Aw, jeez, Emily.
You're gonna get me court-martialed.
- Come on. - Daddy, my bunny!
- My bunny, my bunny! - I'll buy you a new one.
Huh?
I will call you Bunbun.
I never would have made it without you, little buddy.
♪ You are my everything ♪
♪ my everything ♪ [whimpers]
[sad growls]
Maybe that's what Vorn needs. A little buddy.
And I will be that buddy.
But you're coming with me 'cause that place
gives me the heebie-jeebies.
[action music]
Hi, Link. What's up?
Uh, just, uh, checking on the zone.
Ah, gotcha. Go ahead.
Should have just asked in the first place.
[sad whimpers]
[shivers] Heebie-jeebies.
Hey, Vorn.
Oh, the zone hasn't changed a bit.
Heebie-jeebies. [growls]
I did some time here myself
and I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy,
which, sometimes, you are.
Anyway, I thought maybe you might need a fr...
Get off!
[grunts] [roars]
Aw, man.
[people screaming]
[growls]
Heel, boy! Heel!
[grunts]
[workers screaming]
Oh, no!
[grunts]
[grunting]
This is what I get for trying to be the nice guy?
Duly noted!
[sniffs]
What? What are you looking at?
No! Not Bunbun!
Look, you can rip up every last thing in this base,
but do not touch one hair on my precious little Bunbun...
[shrieks]
No, no, no!
My Bunbun!
Shoo!
Mine!
♪ Chocolate! Chocolate ♪
♪ Aaaah ♪
[metal crashes]
[workers screaming]
Oh, no! You got chocolate in my paste.
Well, you got paste in my chocolate.
Mmm.
Both: Tastes good!
[growls]
Give. Me. My. Bunbun!
No!
That'll stain!
Bunbun!
[chomps loudly]
[burps]
It was a combination of factors
that tamed Vornicarn's savage spirit.
His need to hunt a helpless creature...
Combined with nutritionally enhanced super-chocolate.
Oh, chocolate, is there anything you can't do?
I mean, other than math.
And Vornicarn will stay... what is word?
Um, ha'p'py?
[device whirs]
[excited grunt]
[roars]
[distant whirring]
- Nice. - Oh, and Link, here's your dolly.
Bunbun! Hey, how'd you get this back?
Let's just say... it all came out in the end.
Too easy.
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