Mars Needs Moms
NASA scientists are excited
over recent findings by the Mars Rover
of fossilised organic compounds
on the surface that indicate
at some time in the past there
may have been life on the red planet.
Thank you.
Was it really that hard?
Every day with the trash!
What is the big deal?
Well, can you imagine
what the world would look like
- if nobody took out the trash?
- Yeah, it would be awesome.
And speaking of trash,
have you cleaned your room yet?
And don't forget to shut the door.
Milo, sweetie, can you get that?
I have to do everything around here.
Stromboli's Slave Shack,
captive 331 speaking.
- Hey, stinker.
- Dad! Hey, are you almost home?
Because the movie starts at five, and
then it starts again at seven, and I...
Hold on. Slow down. Slowdown.
I don't think I'm gonna
make it back in time.
Well, you can't miss the beginning.
That's when the vampires take
over the submarine...
No, I know. I know. But...
looks like my flight's canceled.
And no one's flying till
this weather lets up.
I'm really sorry, Milo.
I'll make it home as soon as I can.
- I love you.
- OK. Bye.
- Hi, honey. What's up?
- Stuck at the airport.
That's too bad. Milo was
really looking forward to...
- I was looking forward to taking him.
- Yeah, I know.
I'm sorry.
Well, maybe if he
finishes all his dinner
he could watch Zombie Dawn III
on pay-per-view.
Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
Whoa! You didn't eat your broccoli.
Broccoli makes me barf.
Besides, it looks like brains.
Well, you like zombies.
Zombies eat brains.
Mom, no one likes zombies.
They're an abomination.
I'm committed to their annihilation.
OK. Well, no broccoli, no TV.
Oh...
Milo!
Come over here.
Is that broccoli?
No, that's vomit.
But I understand the confusion.
I thought I told you to eat that!
Well, you're not gonna make me
eat it now, are you?
Go to bed.
- But you said I could watch--
- No!
That was before you lied
to me and poisoned the cat!
- That broccoli was poisonous?
- No!
- Of course, the broccoli wasn't poisonous!
- Well, you just said that--
No, I meant that it's
poisonous to the cat!
Well, how can it be good for me
if it's poisonous to the cat?
Because cats are not
supposed to eat vegetables!
Maybe I'm not supposed to eat vegetables!
Milo! Just go to bed.
Now.
I thought I told you to go to bed!
You told me to go to bed!
You didn't say get into bed!
- It's not specific--
- Milo!
My life would be so much better
if I didn't have to be a nagging mom!
Yeah, well, my life would be so much
better if I didn't have a mom at all!
Cujo. Wake up.
I can't sleep.
I shouldn't have said
what I said, should I?
It wasn't a good thing to say.
I should go tell her I'm sorry.
Right? I'm gonna go
tell her I'm sorry. Right now.
Mom? Are you still up?
'Cause I wanted to tell you that...
Mom?
Mom?
Milo?
Mom?
Mom!
Mom?
Mom!
Let her go! Let her go!
Let her go!
Let her go!
Mom!
Let me go!
Hey! I'm... I'm caught in here!
Let me...
Wow! I'm in a spaceship!
This is so cool!
Did I get superpowers?
Hello? Is anyone there?
Hello?
What's going on?
Low gravity!
Keep it together!
Jump down chute number three.
What? Who's there?
Hey, keep it quiet,
and jump down chute number three!
You want me to jump in there?
Why?
Jump down chute number three!
Just jump down the chute!
Relax, it's like... a water slide...
... without the water!
Or the slide.
A world of trash!
It is awesome.
Zombies!
Don't come any closer!
I'm warning you!
I know karate!
Well, at least on the Wii.
No! I don't... I don't...
I don't want any trouble.
I'm just trying to find my mom.
- I want to find my mom.
- Mom?
Don't you understand? My mom.
- Mom? Mom!
- Yeah, my mom.
No, my mom. She's the one
that feeds me. She feeds me...
- Feem? Feem?
- Yeah, my mom. She feeds me.
No, no, she... she...
she washes my clothes.
She washes my clothes.
You know, my...
No, my... No, she... she...
My mom. She vacuums the house.
You know, she vacuums the house.
Yeah, she's the one...
No.
No. No, that's not it.
Stop. No! My... my mom.
She's the one that...
She tucks me in at night.
She tucks me in? My mom?
Can you... can you?
No. No!
No, you can't...
What are you doing?!
Let go of me.
OK. All right. Chill out, Chachi.
You seriously don't want to get
dropped right now.
You!
You sent me down a
trash chute, you jerk!
Yeah. Sit back,
relax and enjoy the ride.
Prepare to disembark the aircraft.
Let him down easy, TwoCat.
- Hello?
- You like video games, man?
Check it out. Space flight simulator.
I programmed it from the manual
so it's just like the real thing.
I'm just messing with you.
Hey, brother!
Yeah. You're not a Martian.
You're a kid.
Man, it's been so long since
I've seen another kid.
Hey!
I'm excited, too, buddy.
My name is Gribble.
Gribble the First.
What's your handle?
No, wait, let me guess. Maverick.
- No.
- Wolfman?
- No.
- Iceman.
- No.
- Did you see Top Gun?
- It's Milo.
- Milo. How low can you go, Milo?
How 'bout I call you "My Bro"?
Check it.
You're a person...
...from Earth!
- Shut up!
What, are you crazy?
I'm part of Ronald Reagan's
secret astronaut programme.
The Secronauts.
You might have heard of us.
We're here to stop the threat
of interplanetary Communism
throughout the galaxy.
Why else do you think
they call it "the Red Planet"?
I do crazy stuff like
that all the time, man.
You're gonna have so much fun here.
It's wobbly and shaky here.
Come on! I wanna show you something.
You gotta move pretty fast
to keep up with me, buddy.
- Wait.
- Come on down!
Hey, check my room out, bro!
Oh, man.
You're not used to the low gravity yet?
OK, OK, OK. Don't worry, man.
I can totally fix that.
I can fix anything.
There we go. I got an extra.
Listen, I just wanna try
and find my mom.
This'll hold you down.
- What is it?
- Right here. OK? I'm gonna patent it,
call it the Gribblemeister 3000.
It's working, right? That's awesome.
I wanna show you something cool.
- What?
- Hold on tight. Banzai!
Check this out, man.
They're trying to figure out
how you escaped. Watch this.
Oh, my word! I cannot get out! Help me!
Oh, wait, wait, wait.
Watch this, watch this, watch this.
You wanna hear what they're saying?
Sure you do.
Wait. Gribble, I wanna find my mom.
TwoCat! That is disgusting.
Here we go.
What is that?
- That's a translator.
- Wait.
- Supervisor not likee.
- Getting off me, you Martian!
Unauthorised dogpile!
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