Oh!
Ahhhh!
♪
Ahhhh!
♪
Counterfeit Cat!
Trouble, Max?
I wish it were just trouble.
No, Gark...
it's much worse!
This is not Crispy Kitten cat food!
It is Crispy Kitten Light!
Blah!
It tastes like gravel that's been dipped in brown paint.
There. That's better. It never existed.
Never existed?!
Ooh. Ahh.
The balance of the universe is very delicate.
One tiny, foolish act like that could end up having
enormous consequences!
Huge, enormous consequences!
Plus I was still going to eat it.
Oh, this has been the worst day ever.
See?!
Your willy-nilly destruction of food just made this
the worst day ever!
I destroyed DJ Denture,
but the crowd still voted for him!
I'm telling you, that's the last rap battle
for Betty Funk Knuckles!
"Orange" does not rhyme with "porridge"!
♪
Ooh.
That must be the reason for the awful food!
The cat's punishing me!
Uh... what cat?
Duh!
All cats are supposed to pay their respects to
the "Hang in there" cat...
and, well...
let's say it's been a while.
Who's "Hang in there" cat?
Duh!
The most important cat...
in history!
In the olden days, we cats weren't
as beloved as we are now.
There was a time when,
were a cat to find himself in trouble,
nobody would help.
That cat was stuck in the tree for who knows how long.
Could have been weeks, years...
Nobody knew what happened to that poor cat,
but one feline wouldn't take his disappearance
or the injustice lying down.
I hang in there
because a cat was abandoned in the tree!
I still don't get it.
Duh! He hangs in there!
He "hangs in there"!
He doesn't give up!
He holds on!
To drop would mean to stop trying!
Huh?
Hanging in there is symbolic of his tenacity
and willingness to persevere!
No matter how great the pain of hanging in, this cat will remain
a pendulum of inspiration to be immortalized in poster form!
Huh?
It's in every culture!
Oh!
"Hang in there"!
Duhhh.
Ew.
Is that what happens if you don't give up?
Shh, Gark. We mustn't offend him.
O cat who hangs in there...
apologies for not coming sooner to show you my gratitude
for your message of inspiration.
I got kind of caught up chasing a squeak toy,
and it went under the couch, and...
Ah, well. Doesn't matter.
The point is, it was Gark's fault!
Please forgive us!
Now, that's a bit rude.
Maybe he's sleeping.
♪ Wakey-wakey ♪
I don't know about you, but I'm going to pretend
that never happened.
The end is near!
The end is very near indeed!
What do you suppose he meant by that?
I think he means...
the end of the world!
Right.
A plague of locusts!
One of the signs of the apocalypse!
Remember when you said one tiny, foolish act
could end up having enormous consequences?
The "Hang in there" cat!
Uh oh!
Gark, what have we done?!
It's all over after tonight!
The end is near!
The end of the locust half-marathon is very near!
Aliens are going to blow up the world at midnight!
I agree, "Aliens are Going to Blow Up the World at Midnight"
is the best movie I've ever seen!
Okay...
let's not panic, Gark!
Alpacalips! Alpacalips!
Hold me.
It's all out fault!
Why did you make me go to see that stupid cat?!
I... I... I didn't mean "stupid"! Sorry!
What if we find another cat to hang in the tree?
Yes! That's the perfect solution!
Brilliant, if I do say so myself!
Now we just need to find a cat.
Hmm.
Wha-a-a-a-ah?
Me?!
Hang in a tree for the rest of eternity 'til I'm dust?!
Uh huh!
But-but-but, well...
anyway, I can't.
Uh, I tweaked my shoulder last night while I was doing...
something very important.
Sleeping?
Uh, that's... That's it, yeah.
So no saving the world for me today, I'm afraid!
Let's check over there!
So... all you have to do is hang from a tree branch
for the rest of your life,
and the world gets saved from aliens.
Well, I'm saved.
You've got to find your own tinfoil hats.
So... who wants out, hmm?
You've just got to hang in the tree
for eternity.
If you do, you save the world!
Hey, Rex! Come check these loonies out!
What's a "Rex"?
Don't worry! It's going to be easy!
Just start hanging... in there!
This had better work, Gark...
or it's "alpacalips"...
meow!
Can pigs hold on?
I'm not sure. Why?
No!
We did everything we could
to save the world, Gark...
and we failed... spectacularly.
They're coming, Gark.
Soon, the whole sky will be filled with those death rays.
I think that's... "lightning".
Lightning?
Poor, naive Gark.
You know nothing of the ways of aliens.
I could try and use my powers to fix your hurt shoulder!
Uh... about that...
My shoulder doesn't really hurt.
No?
No. I have a much more important reason
for not hanging in that tree:
I don't want to!
And, if there's one thing I've learned,
it's to be true to yourself.
Oh. Well, if we're going to be...
Incinerated by the aliens' fiery death rays?
Uh huh. Shouldn't we spend our time
doing the things we really want to do?
What?!
I'm doing what I really want!
I thought we could do things... together.
Mm.
Awake.
Okay.
Let the non-sleep fun begin.
♪
Would you look at that view?
I wish every day could be like today's been.
Me, too.
Too bad you don't want to hang from the tree.
Mm, yeah.
Actually, I was just thinking about that...
and the truth is, if I did do that -
and I'm not saying I should -
I'd probably get some sort of...
recognition.
Oh, yeah!
You'd be a famous hero!
And be on posters!
How much time do we have?
I'd say about... a minute.
Put your hats on!
Throw me, Gark!
You did it!
I saved the world!
Whoa-ho-ho-ho!
No, man. We saved the world.
Now everything is flibbertigibbet.
I'm living in your mind.
Um... Say, Gark...
Just curious when all that fame starts happening.
I don't know.
Yeah... See, it's just I've gone and saved the world,
and I haven't really gotten anything.
Well, one thing.
An appreciation of the little pleasures of everyday life?
No, an excruciating, searing pain as every tendon in my body
is stretched and ripped to tiny shreds!
You're so funny, Max.
I think there's something wrong with this tree.
♪
Hm.
♪
Yo, dog!
What are you doing in here, cat?
Oh, not much, spaceship.
You ever heard of marking your territory?
I am warning you:
do not spoil my superior interior
with your inferior posterior!
Ooh! What's this?
It's a sports drink I'm developing, dummy!
For the active lifestyle" -
something you know nothing about!
Hmph.
Ugh! That's a sports drink?
Pfft.
What's the sport? Sewer diving?
Smells like dirty feet and eggs!
I'll egg you!
Ahhhh!
Whooooaa!
Don't!
Self-destruct sequence initialized.
Dinner ready.
Beacon engaged.
Bouncy-house inflation starting.
Ooh, you have a bouncy house?
That's kind of weird.
Ahhh...
Get out!
Ahhhhh!
Oh, hi, Max!
Is that a new way to say hello?
Fun!
I want to try!
♪
Max, do you see that?
Yeah. It's Betty.
She kind of lives here.
No! On her face!
♪
That's called a "wart".
It's what happens when a skin tag and a mole
decide to make babies!
No, Max. You don't understand.
That wart is an intergalactic criminal named Zaxos,
and she's out to get me!
"Zaxos"?
"Intergalactic criminal"!
You, my friend, are losing your tiny alien mind.
Go get a closer look.
Rub up against it.
Phew! No way!
Just to make sure!
Just to make sure it not an "intergalactic criminal"?
Yes!
No.
Then I shall destroy Betty!
Ugh! I really hate it when you do that.
Sorry.
Fine, I'll prove it's just a wart.
Yeah.
Oof!
Oh!
Oh, hello, fluffy-botto...
There's no need for that.
Are you crazy?
You don't want to make Zaxos mad!
Mommy's just got a little wart on her face.
See?
Nothing to be afraid of.
Mommy's got some anti-wart cream.
This little lump will be gone in no time!
No! It'll make Zaxos mad!
Oh!
Now, look at this mess!
Shoo! Shoo!
Of all the places in the universe,
how did she get here?!
Took a left at the Milky Way!
Good one, Max!
Whatamlgonnado whatamlgonnado whatamlgonnado whatamlgonnado?
Oh! Cat toy! Aha!
Betty, it's so good to see you, d...
Wart!
Whoa. That's a big one, darling.
Don't you worry.
I've had more warts than boyfriends.
Oh, thank you, Wilma!
Oh! And I hope you don't mind...
I bought my new pet, Chico.
Isn't she just adorable?
Oh!
Chico?
She's a bounty hunter out to get me!
Yeah. Of course she is.
We have to hide in Throckmorton!
No way!
I'm not going back into that stupid ship!
♪
Time to clear this up!
There's no way this pathetic little pooch
is some evil space bounty hunter.
Who's a little cutie-wootie...
Oof!
I didn't come halfway across the universe to be insulted
by some tub of lard!
Insult to injury!
Hold on.
Did you just say halfway across...
Yes!
♪
Move it, pudgy!
It's Gark I'm looking for!
Gark...
What?
She's a bounty hunter!
I know!
Gark...
What?
That means you might be right about...
What?
♪
The wart!
Ugh, that's the most disgusting thing I've ever...
Nope, that's worse.
Anybody for some special pudgy toast?
Whoa!
Here's Zaxos!
Get lost, Chico.
I've got business to take care of here!
Stop!
Oof!
Aw, look! Our little babies are having a play date!
Okay, homies! Play nice, now!
I think we're winning!
Ooh!
Gark!
Uh, maybe not.
Come back here!
Ooh!
Whoooaa!
You nailed him!
With a right cross to the jaw!
Now you're mine!
Ha! What?
Like you think I've never fought a wart before? Ha!
I am indestructible!
Oof!
Nice.
Now run!
Whoa, whoa!
Gark? You're cool.
Max? No way.
Hey! That... kind of stings!
Shut the door, Throckmorton!
Hurry!
Give T-Mort one good reason I should do what you say!
I'll give you two!
Her and...
Okay, Gark. Spill the beans.
Why is there a bounty on you?
On me?
Yes!
A bounty on me?
Keep it up, and I might just
turn you in for the bounty myself!
Alright, Max. I'll tell you.
Good.
About why there's a bounty on me.
Gaaark!
It's because, when we were coming here, we...
I was driving too fast.
Whaaat?
Well, it wasn't bad!
I was only going 400,000 miles an hour over the limit.
That's nothing!
So all this is because of a stupid space traffic violation?!
I know! So unfair!
I just can't figure out how they found me.
All our beacons were turned off.
Self-destruct sequence initialized.
Dinner ready.
Beacon engaged.
I think I know.
Ain't that right, Max?
What? No, you don't.
It's probably just some random mystery.
I may have accidentally turned on a beacon.
But it could have been any beacon, really!
Dude!
Fine, my bad.
I'm sorry, Gark.
I promise to be more careful.
We still have Chico and Zaxos out there.
Ha!
They can't get in here.
Get them.
Did I do that?!
Throckmorton, you need to mark these levers!
Oh! Watch it!
Ow! That burns!
Hey! You asked for it!
Max to the rescue again!
You two look thirsty!
Yo, what are you...
Argh, that stings!
Yes! Teamwork!
Quite so, Gark.
Though, to be fair... it was my idea.
I have never been so insulted in my life!
"T-Mort Sport" is delicious.
It's packed with energy!
Ahh.
See? Delici...
Oh, no!
No!
It tastes like frog vomit!
Get this out of my mouth!
Ugh!
Ah, that sweet, smooth cheek.
I'll be back for you some day, my love!
Ugh! Wartians!