Leroy and Stitch Page #3
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Is it done? Is it finished?
Can't be rushing evil genius.
[telephone rings]
Answer it.
But none of your
not-so-funny funny business.
Galaxy Defense Industries,
where DNA stands for "Do Not Ask."
- Jumba!
- Pleakley!
- Eh, is bad time.
- I'm sorry.
It's just that, well...
I just miss you so much!
I mean, heh, I just happen to be
in your quadrant, so I thought,
maybe I'll drop by.
- Enough! Hang up!
- No.
No? But don't you miss
your Aunt Pleakley?
- No!
- I'm wearing the wig.
No! Not coming by.
Never coming by!
Never wanting seeing you again.
Yeah? Well, me neither!
What I meant when I said
"I miss you so much and can I visit?"
was "I don't miss you at all
and I never ever want to see you
ever again ever either!"
[cries]
Is truly evil!
Making Jumba pretend
to be mean to Pleakley.
Just finish my experiment.
Hmmph.
Am putting finishing touches... now.
Why are you playing that
annoyingly folksy folk music?
Eh, to annoy experiment.
Is making him more evil, yes?
Heh-heh.
Oh, good idea.
More evil is good.
[song ends]
- [evil cackle]
- [gasps]
[snarls]
Oh! He's so beautiful
in his ugly nastiness.
Oh, perhaps I will mimic
the little Earth girl
and name you
with your very own name.
I shall call you... Spike!
Heh-heh. She already used that one.
Very well. Kicks.
- Used it.
- Slugger.
- Done.
- Cannonball?
He jumps in the water,
makes awesome waves.
- [groans]
- Why not just call it 627?
- You already made 627.
- I did?
Shut up! I am naming the naming here.
I'll think of it.
I've got it!
I shall name you...
- Leroy!
- [laughter]
What? It is a genius name.
My Leroy will be defeated
by no thing or no one,
- not even...
- [explosion]
- [all] 626?
- Aloha, Gerbil Boy.
[laughs] This is all so perfect.
A test for my new creation.
- Hey! Is my creation.
- Whatever.
Leroy, destroy him!
[Leroy and Stitch growl]
[growling]
[snarls]
[growls]
- Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
- What is so ha-ha funny?
- I don't have insurance.
- Get him, Leroy. Get him!
[growls]
[crash]
Aah! Ooh!
[muffled growls]
- Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
- [growls]
[cackling]
[cackling]
- [doorbell rings]
- Is this a bad time?
[muffled growls]
[Pleakley] I just wanted to make up.
Next time send flowers.
Now that I have proven Leroy
to be an invincible fighting machine...
Leroy? [laughs]
...I shall proceed with the next phase
of my oh-so-clever plan,
creating an army of Leroy clones!
[machine hums]
[cackles]
[bell counter ticking]
And now, to dispose of you
three meddling meddlers.
[grunting]
I have cleverly
programmed this vehicle
with destination
coordinates 12-21-9-7-9.
The black hole!
We can't fly into a black hole!
I've gotta have the van
back to the college by 6:00.
Well, you're going to be late
by about...
...forever! [echoes]
[dinging]
- Captain on this... floor.
- [growls]
[snarls]
[speaks gibberish]
Captain setting destination coordinates.
Zero parsec?
Captain Stitch, our orders are
to return the prisoner to Asteroid K-37.
Why are we setting a course for Turo?
[snarls, speaks gibberish]
[gasps] You're not the captain!
He is now! [cackles]
[snarls]
[line ringing]
[man] Hello, this is Cobra Bubbles.
Cobra, I want to call Stitch.
I'm unable to come
to the phone right now.
My current location: classified.
Estimated return time: classified.
Have a nice day.
[sighs]
[Nani] Does Scrump want some breakfast?
It's her favorite, cold pizza.
She's not hungry.
She's worried about Stitch.
Aww, Stitch can take care of himself.
He's indestructible, remember?
I told Scrump that,
but she gets feelings sometimes.
She thinks something's wrong.
so I've been trying to
get in touch with Stitch.
Oh, 'cause you're gonna need
one of those intergalactic communicator
thingies if you want to contact him.
I know!
But Jumba and Pleakley's ship is gone,
and Pleakley took his space cell phone.
Who else? Out of my way!
- I need peanut butter!
- For breakfast?
Hello?
Hmmph, Gantu schmantu.
Who needs him?
Nothing but a pain
in the patookie anyhow.
Didn't even like my egg salad.
"More mayonnaise, less dill weed."
- Uh, hello?
- Sorry, we're not open.
- Open?
- I'm turning this dump
into the best spaceship-shaped
sandwich shop on the island.
- Where's Gantu?
- He left.
But I'm naming
a sandwich after him,
the open-faced
I won't ask what's in it.
I brought you something.
Peanut butter and jelly? [sniffs]
Gee, nobody's ever made me a sandwich.
Heh-heh.
Hey, what do you want?
I need to call Stitch.
Sorry. Videophone's busted,
like everything else in this dump.
- Can you fix it?
- Why should I?
Gantu's the only one who'd call,
and I ain't answerin'.
From now on, I'm lookin' out
for old number 625.
625. I never gave you a name, did I?
A name? For me?
Let's see. How about Patty?
Short for patty melt.
Or... Monte? Like a Monte Cristo?
Or Pita Pita Sandwich Eata. [chuckles]
[sarcastic chuckle] I don't think so.
I know! Reuben.
and sauerkraut on rye.
Reuben. Ooh, I like that.
So, uh, does this give me
official "cousin" status?
You know, full ohana rights?
All that aloha stuff?
Depends. You have to give aloha
to get some back.
So, you're gonna help me
fix the videophone?
Sure. Why not?
It's Lilo, right?
[banging on metal]
- [clattering]
- [saw buzzing]
[air wrench whirring]
Uh, you sure
that's gonna work?
You'd be amazed.
Pickle juice is a great conductor.
[humming]
- You may thank me later.
- I'll thank you now.
Mahalo, Reuben.
Heh. No problem, Lilo.
[snarls]
- [Leroy laughs]
- [beeping]
Incoming call from... E-arth, sir.
[growls, speaks gibberish]
It must be the little Earth girl.
Ha-ha! My Leroy will easily
dupe her tiny little brain.
Hide!
Oooh!
Aloha, Stitch.
- Stitch?
- Uh...
- Say "eeh."
- Eeh.
- Are you OK?
- No, cuter. Think "plush toy"!
Oh, yeah, it's me. I'm Fluffy.
That's him, all right.
Wait a minute. My tiki necklace.
He's not wearing it. That's not Stitch!
- Hang up. Hang up!
- OK! Bye-bye!
- Wait!
- [explosion]
Ah. I think that went very well,
don't you?
- Actually, I think...
- I didn't ask what you think!
- Actually, you did. I...
- It was a rhetorical question!
Don't you know what
a rhetorical question is?
- Yes, sir! I believe it's...
- That was rhetorical too!
[groans] Aah! [sighs]
My genius plan is unfolding perfectly.
Prepare for hyperspace to planet Turo,
where I and my army of Leroys...
- [slurping]
- Quit picking your nose.
...shall take over
Sir, I must point out
a weak spot in your plan.
has a special talent
for turning evil experiments
from bad to good.
And she controls a force of over 600
of Jumba's genetic creations.
This makes her a credible threat
to your Leroy army.
Very well.
Then the little girl's experiments
must be captured
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