Oh!
Ahhhh!
♪
Ahhhh!
♪
Counterfeit Cat!
Now watch what happens to this man, who doesn't know
we put a tiger shark in a regular trashcan!
He goes to throw his cup away, and...
- Oh! My hand! - It's got my hand!
Yes!
Looks like someone took another plunge into...
"The Prank Pool"!
And now, for my next prank...
Max... Gark... breakfast time!
Wahey!
Max?
You just did a plunge into the Prank Pool!
...Max?
There's your milk.
I'll just get your kitty mush.
Hm?
Hmph!
Oh, there you are, pranked Gark!
Watch this.
Plunge! Prank Pool!
Why did you do that?!
It's a prank!
I've made a mess for no reason
that Betty will have to clear up.
Pranks are hilarious!
Oh... Okay!
Max... Gark...
Ouch!
Is "hilarious" the same as "really painful"?
Scoot, you two!
Nobody messes with the B-Bet!
Hmm... Hmph!
Okay, the milk prank backfired.
Let's see if I can't do better.
Hmm...
Gark, you laser that tree at the base.
And that's a prank?
No... Now go on!
Ah!
What'd you do that for?
Uh, it's a prank! Duh!
Oh, a prank!
I'm in!
Hey, what are you guys...
Good one, Gark!
But I didn't...
Did I do a prank?!
Was someone humiliated?
Do you feel superior?
Then yes!
Did you feel that, Max?
Yeah. Ground-shaking. Whatever.
I want to prank some more!
Ha! Got you good!
Yeah. My spine should heal someday.
Good prank, though.
Come over here, Gark.
Okay.
Eww!
Ooh, Gark stepped in dog poop!
Now you smell of dog poop
and can never hang out with cats ever again!
Stellar prank, Nelson.
Uh, Gark, that wasn't really dog poop.
Whew.
Actually, it was a mixture of pigeon and squirrel poop!
Oh, Gark. Pranking you is the best.
You're all "Ugh! Poo on my tentacle!"
I'm so embarrassed! I'd better cut it off!"
I have some built-in defense mechanisms, that's all.
That was weird.
Guys, the world is being invaded
by a planet-eating alien!
Oh, no!
The alien has drunk all the seas in the world,
then knocked the moon out of orbit with a burp!
Agh!
Look what you did to Gark!
Put it in the Prank Pool!
This isn't a prank!!!
♪
Whoa! Impressive work there, mate!
Oh, Maxie-poops! Where's Garky-poops?
It's the end of the world!
Come inside where you'll be safe!
Even got the old lady in on it!
A bit over the top, but okay...
points for effort!
Whoa!
I'm at the scene of utter destruction at the hands -
or should I say mouth -
of an unrepentant colossus.
It is still unknown why this attack has occurred.
My sensors picked up huge meanness readings
from this planet...
and I love to eat meanness!
Okay, back to work now!
I'm beginning to think maybe
this isn't a prank after all.
The net curtain should keep us safe from the molten lava
and the vacuum of space.
Only one thing to do now...
Do something, Gark!
There's nothing to do, Max!
But I've got so many things that
I still want to do with my life!
Throckmorton...
He'll be able to fly us out of here!
Throckmorton!
It's the end of the world!
Yeah!
Isn't it awesome?
It is not awesome!
That's my planet!
Uh, cat... which is more important -
your planet or the number of hits I'm going to get
on the internet when I upload my video of it being eaten?
No contest!
There won't be an internet if earth gets eaten!
See? This is why nobody shares their creative ideas with you!
You are a very negative person!
Gaaaaark!
Help meeeeee!
Grab on, Max!
Aaaaaaaah!
Thankyouthankyou thankyouthankyou!
Gaaaaark!
I can't hold on!
Whoa-ho-ho!
Gark?
Gone?
Mmm, mean meat!
Delicious!
No!
Gark's not mean!
Take me!
I'm the mean one!
It's true.
Max is a no-good, evil-minded...
Shut it, bytes for brains!
Don't eat Gark, and please stop eating my planet!
I'll do anything!
Anything?
Aw, I always hate it when they say that.
Yes!
Well, since you are the cruel, creamy center
in this bonbon of malice called "Earth",
I'll release Gark...
but I get to eat you.
Yeah, I thought that might be it.
Right. Okay.
Come and get me, then!
No, you must come to me.
And you have to dance and prance as you approach me
for my amusement!
Seriously?
Yes!
And you have to shave yourself completely!
I don't like getting fur in my teeth.
Well, don't just stand there!
Go get to shaving and dancing!
Dance!
Dance and prance!
Is this okay?
Do the wiggle!
The whip!
Nae nae! Whip! Wiggle!
Do them all at once!
Now... jump up and down and say,
"I got pranked."
I got pranked.
Wait.
W-w-w-what-what?
Gark! Pranked you!
But...
But... you're not Gark.
Yes, he is!
He's me from the future!
He... I mean, "I"... came back
to eat the planet to prank you!
But... how?!
When you pranked me way back when...
I dedicated the rest of his life to growing to
the size of a planet, just so I could prank you back.
And, in my spare time, I invented a time machine
big enough to bring someone my size back in time
to come and eat your planet!
I got you good!
So, to prank me back, you destroyed the entire planet?!
Yeah!
And don't forget the most important part you taught me:
I humiliated you!
Oh, well done! Bravo!
And just where are we supposed to live?!
Don't worry. I can put it all back.
No! You can't!
Ha ha! Silly Max!
This only happened because I decided to devote
the next 4,000 years of my life to pranking you.
If past Gark - which is to say present Gark -
just decides not to do that now,
none of this will ever have happened in the future's past.
Oh, well...
when you explain it clearly like that...
See you later, future Gark.
See you later, past-slash-present Gark!
Ah, it's all back!
Mwah! It's all safe!
Mwah! The park...
Mwah! ...the bin...
Mm... Ugh.
Max, you're so silly!
Well, I guess all that's left is my daily apology
and your adorable, childlike forgiveness of me.
Apology for what?
For the pranks!
What are "pranks"?
"What are..."?
Ohh!
Say, Gark...
Come on.
Walk right over here.
No, just a little more this way.
Ha ha ha! Silly old Max!
You'll never learn!
♪
Yeah! Make 'em eat knuckle pie
with fist sauce!
Fishy puff, Max?
I made them myself.
Mmm!
Hmm.
Another fishy puff, Max?
Oh, okay.
I don't like the sound of that cough, Maxie.
I think you need a trip to the vet.
Now, where did I put that kitty carrier?
Woohoo! An outing!
We're going to the vet! Yay!
What's the vet?
They don't have vets on your planet?
Huh. You're lucky.
Hmm...
Hmm!
No! You're unlucky!
...because a vet is the most amazing experience ever!
It's like a spa for cats!
You get pampered, fussed over...
Sometimes, you even get a sweetie!
And they never stick a big needle in your backside!
Sorry. What was that last bit?
Uh... Hey! You know what?
You should go! Take my place!
You'd do that? For me?
Sure would, buddy!
It'll be a learning experience.
Hmm... Of course, it would be awfully hard to
pull yourself off as me.
I do turn a lot of heads.
If I could count how often I've been asked to model...
There!
Ah. That'll work.
Now all you need is your kitty carrier!
Oh! Hello, Maxie.
♪
Max... is there a term greater than "genius"?
If so, that is you!
So then I did my signature "Hiya! Hey! Hoo! Hi-yeh!"...
and that hydrant was completely covered.
I mean, soaked!
- Ugh. - Ooh.
Hey, guys!
Max.
So, where's Gark?
Did he finally figure out it'll kill his street cred
to be seen with you?
Funny story, actually.
Betty wanted to take me to the vet, and Gark was
"Hey, what's the vet?"
And I was like "It's a health spa for cats!"
And he was like "Can I go, please?"
And I was like "Sure!"
So off he went.
You monster!
What?!
He'll be fine! He's not even ill!
Neither am I, so no harm done, right?
Hey... I ever tell you about the time I shoved
50 chestnuts in my...
cheeks?
Fifty! I was like...
Fine! I'll go and talk to someone who appreciates me!
And I was like "It's a health spa for cats!"
And he begged me to go!
Can you believe it?
You... You let him go?
In your place?!
Sure did.
Uh huh. And you don't see anything wrong
in letting a human give Gark - who has tentacles -
a total medical exam?
Uh... um... Is it "no"?
Gark's an alien, dummy!
So?
Excessive prodding could trigger Gark's "panic" gland,
causing a defensive exothermic reaction.
Say what?!
His butt could explode.
Hmm.
Not seeing how this affects me.
You're about as sharp as a bowling ball.
Discovering aliens exist could make the whole world
collapse in panic!
Hmm. Yeah. And...?
You are part of "the whole world"!
Ohh! Right!
It's different when it involves oneself, isn't it?
♪
Ahem!
There's no hurry.
Sitting in a vet's waiting room takes ages.
Alright! You are grumpy!
This is so cool!
Hey, spa buddies!
It's the happiest place on earth!
Whoa! One tiny problem.
How could you not know where the vet is?!
Yeah, silly, isn't it?
I guess it has something to do with,
you know, the fact that, every time I've gone,
I've been accordioned into a kitty carrier the size
of a sardine tin with a blanket thrown over it!
Oh, sure, maybe you have X-ray vision
and built-in supersonic GPS...
but I'm... I'm just a simple cat, you see?
Right. Got it.
Good. Now, I need your help.
Oh, yeah, we've all seen what a great friend you are,
sending Gark off to "Prod-and-polk-a-palooza".
Yes, let's definitely all help Max!
It's true...
I've been terribly neglectful and irresponsible.
Oh, woe is me!
But, if it were to help Gark...
Hmm?
Poor wee Gark.
Is there a way we can save Gark but not help Max?
Gark's the real hero.
I'd do anything for Gark.
So... what's all this junk?
This... is a plan.
Looks more like a blackboard to me.
The brainless bird is right.
That's a blackboard, for sure.
No, no. The plan is on the blackboard!
Speed is of the essence...
so the first thing we need is a set of wheels.
Ranceford, you're a fast mover...
- Ooh. - So they tell me.
You're our driver.
When we get there, Nelson, you're my wingman.
You fly me up to the roof.
That's where it gets clever.
Betty and Max?
Come on, Maxie!
Sorry for the wait.
It's Dr. Greenhorn's first day.
Go through to the treatment room.
♪
That must be where all the treats happen!
Bring on the fun!
Then Anton does his thing with the thing,
which allows me to do my thing!
Any questions?
Yeah, genius, I got one.
You said time was of the essence...
Gaaaark!
Is this the best you can do?!
Stop whimpering and watch me drive!
Hard right, boys!
Ah, hello.
This must be cat.
Uh, I mean... "Max".
It tickles!
So relaxing!
Whooooa!
♪
Whoa! A spa with a disco!
Classy!
Is this normal?
Oh, dear. Um...
♪
Ooh! Uh...
He's a lively one.
Uh... right... um... sorry...
I guess I'm feeling more relaxed.
♪
Right. Um...
Is this some sort of... costume?
Ooh.
Uh oh.
♪
Max! Somebody!
...Help!
Maxie...?
Is this really necessary?
You're sure about this?
As in... this is the only way?
Quit stalling, Anton.
It's all part of "the plan".
Agh! Argh!
Yes! Worked like a charm!
Now to cut off the electricity.
But, if it's not a cat, what is it?
Now!
♪
Another shot?!
Forget it, vet boy!
Panic gland activated.
Ten...
Ahhh!
Nine...
- New plan, everyone! - Eight...
Ruuuuun!
- Max! - Seven...
- Don't leave me! - Six...
Five... Four... Three...
I couldn't leave you, buddy.
- Two... - Oh, Max...
One!
Max? Max...? Are you okay?
Yeah! Peachy.
Any reason we're not dead?
Yeah... You, Max!
Your hug calmed me down, so my panic gland only detonated
at one percent power!
Mm. A hug cures everything.
How's your butt?
Ninety-nine percent great!
Hey! Gark's okay!
So's Max.
Guess you can't win 'em all!
Of course, I was the one who actually did the rescuing!
And the planning!
And the...
Can I have my sweetie now?