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Not really. But I have hope.

You are bad at math.

Excuse me?

I got an "A" in geometry.

I am only saying...

Boov are superior in this way.

If probability for success falls below 50%...

Boov give up. You do not.

Exactly!

Enough with the ripping!

Okay, okay.

Tell you what. Let's have some tuneage.

What is that?

Boov song.

It is called "Motionless and Obedient."

Very big hit.

No, no, no! Not in my car.

Driver gets to pick.

This is not even music.

This is just noise.

Involuntary physical response.

You have tricked me into listening

to a debilitating sonic weapon.

If you want humans to not hate you...

you could start by liking some of our stuff.

Confusion. What is happening to my body?

It's called dancing!

Boov do not dancing!

I can tell.

But you're getting the hang of it!

How long before this kills me?

I am not in control of my own extremities!

That's it. Work it!

I do not want it to work!

You know what?

"Boov" rhymes with "groove."

Shake your Boov thang.

It is shaking in a most undignified way!

Oh, no! My hands are in the air

like I just do not care!

This is not how a Boov behaves!

I am overheated with shame!

- I must cool my core!

- Wait!

- What are you doing?

- I will returning!

We were having fun!

Oh!

Oh?

Come on, Mom. It's just snow!

I don't know anything about snow.

Our first snow!

Are you okay?

I'm sending this to--

My temperature is back to happiness.

And to show I do not hold against you

any grudge-ment...

I have brought you delicious snacking.

Fa-da! Chewy plastic rings!

I really do not enjoy

your human gratitude customs.

Where have you been?

You were gone forever!

That is not accurate. "Forever" is--

I thought you were dead! Or hurt!

Or I don't know!

But you cannot just leave

someone alone like that!

Put yourself in my shoes!

How could I wears your shoes?

My pods are too small.

It's an expression!

It means try to feel how someone else feels.

I'm just a kid. I'm not supposed to be

by myself all the time.

This is child endangerment.

Which is a crime, by the way.

But when I founded you,

you were already alone...

so I thinks it is normal for you.

When Boov are young,

we are kept in the warming oven.

Is this normal for humanspersons?

Usually, we don't cross the Atlantic

by ourselves until we're 16.

No, none of this is normal!

Don't you get it? You ruined everything!

I was finally happy here--

there, where I lived.

With my mom.

Do you know how hard it was

for me to fit in?

How long that took?

7th-grade girls are mean!

Yes, I sees that! I did not realize!

We will resume the finding of Mimom.

Stop saying that!

She's just "my" mom.

Not yours. Mine.

How do you not understand this?

How would you feel if some horrible aliens

took your mother from you?

That could not to happen.

Boov are not having mimoms.

Boov don't have families.

No wonder you take things

and don't care about anybody else.

So, your mimom...

is a very important humansperson to you.

More important than others.

To not belong with her causes you being sad.

But recent moments ago,

you are kicking on me and yelling.

Which is seeming more to be

mad than sad.

Well, sometimes it's both.

So, you are sad-mad.

Humans are more complicated

than it said in the pamphlet.

I vacuumed here as fast as I could.

Whatfor is your plan for figuring out

the dumb Boov's password?

I got nothing!

Please, come on!

I need ideas!

You! The purple one.

Oh, come on!

So?

We could type in random numbers and letters?

I like it!

Get those big brains

plugged in and working.

Away!

You know what the Gorg will do

if they find us.

Chomp, chomp, chomp.

And that is why we keep running away.

Whoa.

Why do these Gorg hate you so much?

Because they are Gorg.

We calls Gorg the "takers"...

because if you has something,

they takes it.

Like, if you has a sandwich.

Or a planet.

No, no. I get it.

But they're not coming

to this planet, right?

Oh, no, no. Not to worry.

The Big Brain Boov will to fix my mistake.

But I will still be very punished.

We has a rule.

Nine mistakes and you are out.

How many mistakes do you have?

When I'm stressed out,

my mom tells me jokes.

Boov do not do telling jokes.

It's not that hard. I'll teach you.

Knock, knock.

You would say, "Who's there?"

You are there.

No, just ask me.

Who is there?

Now I say, "The interrupting cow."

Now you say, "The interrupting cow, who?"

Let's just do it.

- Knock, knock.

- Who is there?

The interrupting cow.

- The interrupting cow--

- Moo!

You did not let me finish my response.

- I was to say, "The interrupting co--"

- Moo!

You did it again.

That is the joke.

The cow is to being an interrupting cow...

and therefore interrupts me!

- I know. That's why it's funny.

- Moo!

- Let me fi--

- Moo!

- That's enough.

- I'm the interrupting cow.

- Knock it off!

- Moo!

- Don't make me get out more tape!

- Moo!

So many Boovs!

I said this was dumbness.

I said I am doomed.

But doos you listen? No!

Oh, that's enough!

You are driving me to the crazy!

It is never too late to run away.

That is the Boov motto.

Yes, but we're not doing that.

I have a plan.

Is your plan to run away?

Because other-way-wise, it is stupid!

All we have to do

is sneak into the city...

get into the Great Antenna,

use it to find my mom...

and then sneak out again. See?

But it still will not work

because my face is known.

If I am seen by any Boov,

I am 100% popular for being arrested.

What if I could fix that?

Hold still.

First, a little beauty mark.

Letting me see.

- Not yet. Give me that mirror.

- Give to me, give to me!

It is like looking at a completed stranger!

No, I'm not done. It's not even--

You are a worker of miraculous transformation!

Who is this Boov?

I do not know!

All right, Oh.

Owpain.

Express elevator departing.

Whoa!

This is uber freaky.

These are the smartest Boov you have?

You must be very quiet.

You do not want to break their concentra--

Come party. Come party.

Oh! What is it?

I thought the Big Brain Boovs

would have stopped my invitation by now.

But they have still not figured out my password.

- How is this possible?

- Wait a minute.

Does this mean those horrible monster

Gorg thingies will come to Earth?

To Smekland, yes!

And what happens then?

There will be no finding of Mimom!

Then you've gotta fix this!

Yes.

Hurry!

By to the way, is your skull flexible?

- What?

- Never mind.

It will be probably okay.

Hold still.

Wow!

30 seconds to doom.

I shall input my password. It is...

"My name is Oh and Captain Smek is great

and anyone who does not think that is a poomp 1."

I wonder why no one guessed that.

I do not know.

- It didn't work?

- Impossible!

That is password!

That is--

Oh, no! Caps Lock.

Come on, come on, come on!

Come party. Come party.

Come party. Come party.

Come party. Come party.

Yes!

Fa-da! It has worked.

It worked!

You did it, Oh!

That was closeness.

On your feet.

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