Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs 2 Page #3
Well, I'm coming.
What? No! I promised Chester V
I would go alone.
There's no talking you out of this?
Nope.
Wait.
Sam, it's gonna be deadly dangerous
with a good chance of death.
And that's why we'll need help.
Triple decaf
mochaccino-boba-latte
with skim soy and nutmeg sprinkle?
I'd like to order something strong.
Wait your turn, fancy pants.
Flint Lockwood
and Sam Sparks!
And Steve too!
Juicy!
Earl, we need your help.
Swallow Falls is overrun
with deadly food monsters.
Hey,
where's my coffee?
Coffee? I'm not a barista,
I'm a polista!
Let's ride!
Can I come too, Dad?
Son, you are my beautiful,
precious little angel.
But I cannot let you come with me.
Not until you get
I have chest hair.
It's just like mine.
Wait a minute.
That's not a chest hair.
That's cupcake frosting.
Tell your mom
I'm getting our home back.
What's up?
Sponge.
Forceps.
A swab.
Manny. We need your help.
I can drop everything.
Camera.
Chick 'n' sushi
Get it while it's cold
Hoo!
Yo, Chicken Brent!
In the flesh.
Ba-gawk-oh!
Swallow Falls is in trouble.
Will you help us?
You bet I will. I just need someone
to cover my shift.
Thanks, tree.
Okay, gang.
We'll be traveling to the island
using my Grocery Deliverator!
All right, who wants to go first?
Hungry.
Yes, Steve, hungry for adventure.
See you on the island,
my brave lab partner.
Afraid!
It worked!
Banana! Banana! Banana! Steve!
I guess it only works on food.
I gotta fix that.
Ahoy there,
skipper, my boy.
- Dad.
- Mr. Lockwood?
Dad, no. How did you
know we were here?
I could see you
from the apartment.
Flint, if you're going home,
so am I.
The island's gonna be
very dangerous--
I was born on the island, and I wanna
die on that island, just like your mom.
Besides, I know that place like
the inside of a tackle box. I wanna help.
No!
Flint, let him help.
The man does have a boat.
Which is twice as many
boats as we have.
Fine. But we'll get
there faster
if we use the Grocery
Deliverator.
Steve!
Aah!
Okay, okay,
we'll take the boat!
Shoving off!
Ninety-nine buckets
Of chum on a boat
Ninety-nine buckets
Of chum
Nineteen buckets of chum on a boat
Nineteen buckets of chum
You hold your nose
And out one goes
There's 18 buckets of chum on a boat
We'll be there in two flaps
of a sardine's fluke!
Thanks, Dad!
Okay, when we land at Swallow Falls,
our first objective
is to get to my lab.
I can use my old computer to pinpoint
the FLDSMDFR's location.
Once we find it, we can shut it down
with the utterly irreplaceable BS-USB.
What if you don't find it?
I have to. It's my machine.
If the world gets destroyed
by these, it's my fault.
I can't let that happen.
Land ho!
Land ho!
If we work together,
this should be easy as--
Pie.
Oh, no! We're--
Toast!
French toast!
This is totally--
Bananas!
I was gonna say "nuts,"
but now I'm afraid to.
Uh-oh.
Whoa, whoa!
- Home!
- No! Steve, wait!
The jungle's no place for a monkey.
Home, home, home!
Manny, are you getting this?
- I certainly am.
- Flint.
Look! The climate
has shifted dramatically
to allow this much vegetation
to grow!
Aah! Sam! Ratbirds!
Okay, then. All ashore
that's going ashore.
Dad, this place is really dangerous.
I'd feel better if you stayed here
on the boat where it's safe.
Safe?
I wanna help.
I'd never forgive myself if you
got eaten by a cheespider.
He's right, Tim Lockwood.
Don't worry,
we'll get your home back.
Well, fine.
Thanks, Dad. We'll try to be back
before suppertime, okay?
Sure.
Whoa. Look what's
happened to our town.
Look.
There's my angel son
Cal's old preschool.
My old van.
Look! An old thing
that I've never seen before!
That's where
the Thinkquanauts were
attacked by a cheespider.
It's like a cheesy
spider web, made of
cheese.
Let's get out of here!
No, wait. What if there's
a survivor in there?
Stand back, everybody.
I'm gonna cut the cheese.
Uh... That was the cheese.
Hello? Anybody in here?
Shh!
Sorry.
Ha!
Wow.
That is the biggest strawberry
I've ever seen in my life.
Is it heavy?
Yeah. But other than that
it looks like a perfectly normal,
fresh, delicious strawberry.
N-woo?
N-woo?
It's moving!
Heh, heh.
Oh, that was a close one.
You got a little someone
stuck to your pants.
Ah! Get it off! Get it off me!
Sam! Sam!
Hey, wait, wait. Stop!
Sam, don't touch it!
Put it down! Put it down!
Look at him.
Seriously?
Aww. I think
I'll name him Barry!
Okay, Sam, could you please
put "Barry" down?
Look, we have to get to the FLDSMDFR
so we can shut it down
with this utterly irreplaceable
BS-USB.
Hey! That's not for you!
I need that.
Please?
That BS-USB is really important.
N-woo?
N-woo. Yes.
N-woo?
Hi, N-woo. Hey, you wanna
hand it to me, buddy?
I beg you.
Huh?
Please?
Oh, oh.
Please?
N-woo.
N-woo, N-woo. Yes.
Yes. There you go.
No!
Don't let him get away!
Stop!
Stop!
Gotcha.
N-woo?
Aah! Here, you take it, you take it.
You're gonna have to carry him
until he passes the BS-USB.
And by "pass," you mean...
Yes. Look, we better get a move on
before we run into any more
of these creatures.
Oh! It's so beautiful.
It's enough to make a
grown man cry.
But not this man.
Get back in there, tear.
Wow, I can't believe
the FLDSMDFR created
all of this.
Ah! Where's Barry?
Whee. Ha, ha, ha!
Uh-oh.
Ah! Ah!
Just a little bit closer.
I can get him.
Come on, Earl, faster.
Look at the mangos.
You mean flamingos.
Flamangos!
There's a bunch of shrimp!
They look like chimpanzees.
Shrimpanzees!
Shrimpanzees!
Those are some
tasty-looking jellyfish!
Oh!
What's that one over there?
That's just a tomato.
Barry!
Come on!
Chester gave me that BS-USB.
It's really important.
Shrimpanzee.
Steve.
Shrimpanzee.
Steve.
Shrimpanzee.
Shove.
Steve.
There's a leek in the boat!
Hold on, everyone.
This ain't gonna be no picnic.
Stop! Get back here!
Keep it steady, Earl.
Watermelophants!
Barry, grab my hand!
Barry!
Freeze, berry man.
Thanks, Earl. Ugh.
Okay, come here.
You have caused enough trouble
for one day.
Susheep!
Cantalopes.
I can't believe your machine
reprogrammed itself to create
this entire ecosystem
of living food.
How is that even possible?
I have no idea.
The world should know about this.
Manny, is your camera still working?
Of course. I've been rolling
- since we landed.
- So much for
keeping this a secret.
We can't let these friends
tell the world anything.
What we need to do is go there
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