Oh!
Ahhhh!
♪
Ahhhh!
♪
Counterfeit Cat!
You'll never catch the Hot Potato!
Eat spuds!
Funny thing, Hot Potato...
With all your eyes, you still can't see
that crime never pays.
Who are you?
I'm... Wombatman.
Wahey!
Ahh, I love this show!
Superheroes inspire us all to be better people
by standing up to wrongdoers.
A wombatarang will stop you.
This is the best documentary ever!
I want to meet him!
Uh, Wombatman isn't real, Gark.
It's just a story.
A story...
An inspiring story!
Um... Uh...
Mm... Whoops!
Hmph. Well.
♪
Huh? What...?
No!
No, he wouldn't!
Oh, right. Of course he would.
Let me take a wiiiiild guess...
"Catman"?
You'll never guess my secret ident...
"Gark."
Great detective work, Max!
My butler will bring you refreshments.
Morton?
One lump or two, sir?
So, you're a superhero...
Like you said, Max, I was inspired to be a better person!
You had to show him gritty-reboot Wombatman!
You couldn't show him lighthearted 1960s Wombatman!
So, Wombatman...
you get your just desserts at the wibbly hands of...
The Wobbler!
You're not mad, are you?
I just wanted to help people.
Mad? Are you kidding?
This is the best thing ever!
So... you want to join in?
Woohoo! Please!
I can be your crimefighting partner!
Sidekick!
Gaaark!
Introducing...
Kitty Boy!
"Kitty Boy"?! No...
"Orange Panther"!
Come on, Kitty Boy! Let's fight crime!
Hang on. I've got to try this.
Uh, Morton?
Fix me a tray of cat treats - shaken, not stirred.
I only take orders from Master Catman... sir.
Worst butler ever!
My catsense is tingling.
Time for Catman and Kitty Boy to scratch out some justice.
Ow! Ugh!
Uh... What if the cat's around?
Real good, Gark.
Thanks to your "Catmanning about",
the crime scene's totally dull now.
Come, Kitty Boy!
Oof! Oof!
Ow!
Show me the bunnies!
Huh. What is it?
Hmm. It's some sort of...
Drop the cage and nobody gets hurt.
Ow! That really hurt!
I lied.
Oof!
Cats away!
Hey! Still a prisoner here!
Thanks for nothing!
Want to go fight more crime?
What you did to those guys...!
But... they were villains, Max!
Yeah, but not supervillains!
It's okay to go to town on them.
I'd be all over that.
So where do you get supervillains?
Depends.
Regular crook drops in a vat of chemicals...
uh... crazy boffin falls in their own machine...
dumb animal gets a blast of radiation...
♪
Bzzz! Bzzz! Bzzz!
Come on, Gark!
Time to send Catman to the great litterbox in the sky!
He had a good run... but, to be honest,
you've been a little slack in your catering
to my daily whims, so...
I didn't touch it, honest!
Master Catman!
A mutant monster is smashing the block with a heat ray!
Yay!
A supervillain!
Now we're needed!
Hurry, Kitty Boy!
Oof!
Let 'em through! They're our only hope!
Ack!
Behold... the Stand-Up Chameleon!
Ha ha ha! Get it?
What kind of joker is this guy?
They kept me in a cage for years!
Well, who's laughing now, humanity?
Whoa... Ow!
The joke's on you, Chameleon...
'cause Catman is here to hold your tongue!
What are the chances of a supervillain turning up
just as we're about to hang up our capes?
Oh, wait a second...
Why did the chicken cross the road?
To get away from you!
Catman? A word?
Did you, by any chance, create a supervillain?
Isn't that what you wanted me to do?
You know, the ones it's okay to go to town on?
You've made the city more dangerous than ever!
Thank goodness for superheroes, then, right?
There are no real superheroes, okay?
And there aren't any real supervillains!
Well... uh...
there's sort of a real one now.
Why am I always bailing you out?
The device is ready, m'lord.
Good butlering, Morton.
Hey, how about that tray of cat treats?
Uh, hello? Supervillain attacking...?
Chameleon...
Wow! Does my voice really sound like that?
Echo! Echo! Echo!
Focus, Gark!
This battle is between you and me,
so why don't you come get me?
Hmm! Why did the kitty-cat call the chameleon?
Because it was time to die!
Ha ha ha... heh...
Nah, I need to work on that one.
You sure this is going to work?
Sure. The final showdown has to be on a rooftop.
It's a rule!
Once you've lured him close enough, sir,
I'll flood the area with anti-radiation.
It'll negate his powers long enough to deal with him.
Just stay clear of the area, too, Master Catman,
or you'll lose all of your powers!
What?! Why didn't you tell me that before?
Well, as you recall, I'm just a butler.
Hmph! Good news, Kitty Boy!
You're promoted from "sidekick" to "bait"!
Bye!
What?! You mean...
Here, kitty-kitty-kitty!
Where is he? Where's Catman?
Oh, uh... he had to nip out.
Uh, he says hi!
Any time now would be good, Morton.
I told you I only take orders from Master Catman!
Tray of cat treats my but... ler.
Get away from my friend!
He fell! Catman, look!
Gark! No!
Oh, right! He's a shapeshifter!
The joke's wearing thin, Chameleon!
Help me, Kitty Boy!
No! Help me! I'm the real Gark!
You're terrified of Betty's fluffy slippers!
Gark...
You smell cheese for fun!
Gark!
You eat your own bogeys! On toast!
Gaaark!
Shout out to the world! Why not?
Now, Morton!
On it, m'lord!
No! You'll lose your powers!
Max, there's no place in this world for supervillains
or superheroes.
No! Noooooo...
Gaaark!
No!
Ow!
Whoa-whoooaa!
I've got you!
You've got me? Who... Who's got you?!
Previously, on "Poshton Lodge"...
Effingham? Bag me a peasant.
I'm in sore need of diversion.
This is the best documentary ever!
Nope! Nope, not this time.
And so Betty says to me, "Stop star
It's making me nervous", but get this:
I kept staring - like this!
Yeah, great story, really gripping.
- Ouch! - Check this out.
Last week, I was getting my sideburns trimmed at Cute Cuts.
In comes Bixby.
You know, the one in those TV commercials
for doggie dandruff shampoo?
Ooh!
We're close personal friends from way back.
I know famous people, too!
I once got kicked by a duke!
No, wait! It was a... king!
Uh, a king and a...
marahaja!
Maraja? Mirager?
Maharaja!
Anywho, he asked me if I could give him any tips.
I say, "Did you just ask me if I can give you any ticks?"
I like your stories, Max.
I record them all on my transmitter.
One day, I'll share them with the universe!
Thanks, buddy.
I know loads more - like Gerty Lagert, the surfing dog...
and that aardvark who plays jazz saxophone... and...
Ooh!
Max! Don't reveal my secret!
Earthlings don't accept aliens! The world isn't ready!
Oh. Good point.
Hang on. I'll fix it.
- Hey! - By which I mean
I was abducted by aliens in a huge ship last night!
They wanted to study the finest Earth specimens.
Ha! If you're so great, why did the aliens toss you back?
Well, I was such a fine specimen,
the aliens went back to get more aliens to study me.
Gark, quick... use your transmitter thingy
to ask one of your space-friends to abduct me!
Ab-what? What's that?
You know, alien "abduction"?
With the "doodle-oodle-oo" beaming up!
And the "We want to know more about your species"!
And the "Rargh!" large feast of whatever I want to eat!
- And the "Bzzzt! - Bloop-boodle-oo!"
Uh... Spaceberries?
Stab face?
Stabby face!
Ah, it was "stab face, stabby face"!
Good guess, Gark!
I'll be back...
for my reabduction.
That cat's going to snap someday.
Ohh, yeah! Shapes me just right!
Hi! The name's Max.
I'm looking to get abducted by aliens.
I'm totally interesting, and know lots of big words,
like....
I'm probably the greatest of my species.
So what do you say, hmm?
It's first come, first served, so set your warp drive
to "maximum" - "MAX-imum" - and...
Four trillion? Rejections?!
Look on the bright side.
They responded!
Also... did you take my transmitter?
No.
I found it...
in your pocket.
Grr! What do you have to do to get abducted around here?
If only we had our own ship!
Please!
No.
Pleasepleasepleaseplease pleasepleaseplease!
No!
Pleasey-weezy?
No.
Ple-he-he-he-hease?
No.
Oh, please...
No.
Here! I'll give you my treasured collection of used yarn!
Yarn?
Thank you, Max!
I'll keep this where I keep all my precious things.
I'm sure someone would "obdurk" you, Max!
I would.
Yes, Gark!
Yes, you will!
They wanted an expert in fashion for
their new line of flea collars.
'Scuse me.
Who was I to say no, right?
Don't mind me!
Big abduction coming up with some VIAs -
Very Important Aliens - but...
you carry on with your little fairy tale.
I am here to abduct and experiment on
Maxus Cattus SuperAmazingus, Earth's finest life form.
Welcome, Maxus.
Uh oh.
That's clearly just Gark in a dumpster.
And we know Gark's not an alien.
He's from Sweden!
If it's not a real alien ship, how can it float?
It's advanced Swedish technology.
Speaking of, look at these super-shelves
I put together myself in just 16 hours!
Alright, Gark. Show's over.
You can drop it.
Dropping it, Max!
I told you he was going to snap!
It's one thing to injure us with your lies, Max... but this?
This is inconceivable!
All those in favor of exiling Max from the park forever...!
Max, maybe you should think about doing something else.
How about grooming? Cats love that.
Yeah... I guess... you've got to accept that who you are
may not be who you thought you were going to be.
I'm just a cat - normal, average.
And there is nothing wrong with that, Max.
Yeah...
You know, I actually feel like a weight's off my shoulders.
I think I've turned a corner, Gark.
We are here to abduct
the one who calls himself "Max".
Yes!
I told you I was amazing, Gark!
I'm awesome!
Listen... Do you mind doing it all over there?
You!
You who were banished, and who may only be referred to as
"Jerky LoserFace"!
Yeah, whatev.
Hey, look up there!
Is that an... alien spaceship?!
It is time for your abduction.
It's okay. You didn't know. Happens to the best of us!
Well, not me.
But fear not.
Though you will be forced to live in a cold metal cell,
rest assured you will be probed by
very clean invasive instruments.
What? What's she talking about?!
Probing what? What about the feast?
Are you ready, Max?
No! No-no-no!
No, I'm not Max!
No, I'm... uh... deet-deet... I'm...
"Jerky LoserFace".
I'm Jerky LoserFace!
They're Max! All of them!
Safe travels!
And that, Gark... is an abduction.
I'm very confused.
It's sad all our friends were taken away.
Yeah... but it's a small price to pay to be proven right.
Ooh! Back already?
How was the probing?
Any good stories to tell?
What happened? Are you okay?
They knew you!
Wha... No way!
They told us about you!
I don't think it's too extreme to claim, after our abduction,
that all aliens hurt all Earthlings.
That's not true!
Well, until we know which ones do and which ones don't,
I say we get rid of them all!
Throcky, old pal! I really need a favor!
I'd be delighted to help you out!
Of course, it means you've got to do something for me.
What?
Ooh! It's like Christmas morning!
Now, what do I want? Hmm...
Say, "I'm just a widdle pea-bwained fewine",
and do it while prancing around, waving your arms.
I'm just a widdle pea-bwained fewine!
Hmm... No.
Try lying facedown and pounding the ground with your fists.
I'm just a widdle pea-bwained fewine!
Now do that while sucking your thumb!
Now come on, T-Mort!
That was totally worth it!
How can I help you?
Uh...
I kind of accidentally caused Gark's real identity to
be revealed, and now everyone's about to tear him apart.
You idiot! Why didn't you say that before?!
Destroy the alien! Destroy the alien!
Guys, I just want to say one thing!
Yes, I'm an alien...
We know! Destroy the alien!
But, to me, you're all aliens -
and I love you all!
It's in here somewhere.
I... I know I put it in here.
Aha!
Gimme-gimme-gimme!
And, to some other alien race -
the Flarfugmonglers, for instance -
all of us are aliens.
What does it matter if we're from Earth, or space, or Sweden?
Everyone's an alien to someone.
Let's all be friends!
Well, I don't know about you guys, but,
if anything's going to quell my terror and rage,
it's a stirring, heartfelt speech.
Yeah!
Amen!
And he's right! From now on, anyone can be our friends,
no matter where they come from.
Yay!
And, um, you know what?
I'm not from here, either.
I stowed away on a fruit boat from Spain!
Hola!
That's cool!
You're welcome here!
And...
I'm not actually a purebred.
Not a biggie.
Our differences make us unique!
I'm actually a ferret!
Ferrets are awesome!
Diversity!
This is the beginning of a new world -
a better world!
It all starts here!
Back away from the Gark!
Max, no! Don't use the mind-eraser!
Quick, Anton! Where's Gark from?
Sweden!
Ugh, cats!
No offense, Ranceford!
None taken.
You're not really a cat unless you're a purebred.
Woof!
Max...
we were having a breakthrough in intergalactic relations.
Whatever.
Point is you're not being torn limb from limb...
from limb... from limb.
Thank you, Max.
No, thank you, Gark.
No... thank you, Max.
No. Thank you, Gark.
No. Thank-you-Max.
Nahh, thank you, Gark.
Nope. Thank you, Max!