Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs 2 Page #4

and separate Flint from his friends

so we can manage

the situation.

Champion!

Brilliant idea.

Way to go, Chester.

Thank you.

Barb, you take care of that weather girl.

But, sir,

I'm a scientist.

That's why I need you.

I want the same brilliant mind

that solved the unified field theory

to help me help Live Corp.

Consider it done, sir.

Good monkey.

To the Helpicopter.

Oh, Earl.

Pull over there.

Duck!

Duck? I love-- Ba-gawk! Ah!

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Yeah!

You guys,

that wasn't so bad.

Yeah, well, be thankful

we didn't run into a--

Cheespider!

Run!

Cheesy. Cheesy. Cheesy.

Manny!

Wait for me!

Ba-gawk-oh!

I'm glad you still wearing

that diaper.

I wish I brought a fresh one!

Hey, guys!

Down this alley!

Oh, no! Dead end.

Ghost man?

Greetings, and namaste.

Chester V! You're here!

That's right,

young Lockwood.

And by the looks of things,

just in time.

One minute later, and we would

have been food for that food.

Flint, I thought you said you were

going to complete this mission alone.

Can I say something?

Apparently you can.

This is Barb, my number two.

Why are you carrying

a strawberry in

your backpack, miss?

Stand back, everyone!

Hey, hey, hey, stop.

You're scaring him.

Scaring him?

Oh, please, it's probably

got a mouth full of fangs.

Now you're scaring me.

I've been carrying him

and he hasn't hurt anyone.

I'm sorry.

Are you a scientist?

Matter of fact, I am.

She's a meteorologist.

Meteorology.

Oh, I love it.

The science of smiling and having

pretty hair while you point at a map.

It's a very important job--

Meteorology is

a comprehensive analysis--

Ladies, ladies. Please.

I'm sure we can all agree

that one of you is a scientist.

Young Lockwood,

why was your lady friend carrying this

rabid little strawberry in her backpack?

Why is the strawberry guy in

the backpack? Well, um, that's funny.

Um... It's... Uh...

You know what he did? Um...

He, uh... He ate the BS-USB.

Not the BSUSB.

I'm on it.

She's got a knife!

If you touch a leaf on his head...

Step away from the berry, madam.

That orange hairy lady

scared the jam out of him!

N-woo?

Oh, no, it's jammed.

Lick. Lick. Lick.

Oh, thanks, Steve.

Young Lockwood.

The world could've

been destroyed

because of the actions

of one sinister strawberry.

We cannot allow any more

mistakes like this.

Oh...

It won't

be long before

those malicious melons,

pernicious pickles,

and belligerent burgers

learn to swim

and make their way

to the mainland.

What is

your plan?

I need to get back to

my lab so I can

make contact with the FLDSMDFR.

Brilliant!

I'll lead the way.

No, we'll lead the way.

Safe, safe, safe.

I believe my Sentinels of Safety

are better equipped to lead us

in their robo-suits.

N-woo?

"I'll be back

before supper."

What a bunch of baloney.

Just leave me on the boat

without any food.

I know a place where

I can get something to eat.

There she is.

Home sweet home.

What?

There's no sardines?

Had to be looters.

Ah.

Vintage Baby Brent.

Ah.

Oh, chum.

No, no!

Uh-huh. Yeah. Heh.

I like them too. I do.

I love them.

Mine. No, no. Mine.

Off. Off. Mine.

No, no, mine. Mine. Off.

Hey, hey, hey. Easy, you guys.

Come on, you could lose an eye.

Look, I tell you what. You want more

sardines? I can get you more sardines.

Hey, thanks for loaning me

these skinny jeans, Flint.

Those aren't skinny jeans.

Nope.

My feet are turning purple.

Is that bad?

Uh-oh.

Bananostrich! Ah!

Go, go, go!

Come on, Brent!

Banana!

Banana! Banana!

That bunch of bananostriches

nearly split us.

Are you okay?

Oh, my gosh.

My house!

Home, home, home!

Oh, my gosh.

Your lab!

Oh, crap balls.

We can't go up there,

Flint Lockwood.

That dangly, upsy-downsy lab's

not to code.

I've got to, if I'm gonna find

the FLDSMDFR.

We can do it. Those

load-bearing vines will be able

to support a small team.

Onwards and upwards!

Right, sir.

To the lab!

Sentinels,

keep the locals safe.

I'll keep them safe.

Hey, guys! Where you going?

Guys! Hey

wait for me!

Uh-oh.

A little help?

STEVE:

Spooky.

Spooky is right, Steve.

I say,

this laboratory of yours

is a wonder of engineering.

Really?

Thank you, sir.

Initiating backup power.

Welcome, Flint.

Whoa, my computer's dead.

The fate of the world is depending

on us. Think, Lockwood.

Well, if I could pull

the hard drive, there's enough

equipment in this

lab that I could build

a tracking device.

Flint! Whoa!

I say, young Lockwood,

what extraordinary

underpants.

Thank you, sir. They're

my Wedgie-proof underwear.

I invented them when I was 6.

I had no idea we were so alike.

Except I invented mine

when I was 3.

You guys have been wearing the same

underwear since you were kids?

Yes!

Yes!

Excuse me.

How do you expect us

to get the hard drive

with all that electrified water?

We dangle!

Come, Lockwood, give the monkey

your underpants.

What?

Lay on,

young Lockwood.

Whoa!

Whoa!

Yes! Heh, heh.

Whoa!

You know, hanging from

my underpants in this space

brings back so many memories.

I too built my lab up high

to keep the bullies out!

You were--

You were bullied too?

Absolutely.

People like us

are always bullied.

Sometimes I wish I'd kept

my bullies around.

Really?

So I could crush them

with my success.

Just like you did

with that man-baby.

You mean Brent?

Sure, he used to be a bully,

but he's my friend now.

Friend?

A bully can never be your friend.

Never?

Remember

the ancient Chinese proverb:

Huh?

"Stew offered by a bully

is poisoned broth."

Wow, stew.

I have so much to learn.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Mission accomplished!

Indeed, young Lockwood.

Indeed.

Help!

Help! Come on, guys.

Get me ou--!

You okay, Earl?

My chest hairs

have been tingling all day.

Don't worry.

Live Corp Sentinels

have danger-sensing fibers

built into their chest plates.

Bravo, Lockwood.

With luck, we'll survive the night.

Hm. Sounds like midnight snacks.

Dr. Manny!

This is delicious!

I call it Manny's Gorilla Stew.

So how do you make a gorilla stew?

You keep it waiting for two hours.

Hey, guys.

Oh, that smells good.

Hey, Flint! Wanna try some of this

special stew? I saved you a bowl.

It's killer.

Killer stew.

No!

Thank you,

Brent.

Ever since that ghost man

showed up,

Flint Lockwood's been acting--

Jerky.

He rejected my stew.

No one has ever rejected my stew.

I'm gonna go talk to him.

Flint, wait up.

Yeah, Sam?

Is something wrong?

Yeah, we blew a fuse.

You blew a fuse.

Why are you being so weird

to your friends?

What?

I haven't been weird.

You karate-chopped

Manny's stew out of Brent's hands.

You hurt their feelings.

Sam, you wouldn't understand.

I do understand,

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