Mars Needs Moms Page #3

Synopsis: On Mars, the female babies are nursed by robots while the male babies are dumped in the junkyard under the command of Supervisor. They research Earth and finds that the boy Milo is raised by his Mom with love and discipline. The Martians come to Earth and abduct Mom, to use her brain to instruct the robots about how to raise children. However, Milo sneaks into the spaceship and comes to Mars. He meets Gribble, a young man that behaves like a child and together with the hippie Martian Ki and Gribble's friend Wingnut, they try to rescue Mom and bring her back to Earth. But Supervisor will give her best efforts to stop Milo and his friends.
Director(s): Simon Wells
Production: Walt Disney Pictures
  2 nominations.
 
IMDB:
5.4
Metacritic:
49
Rotten Tomatoes:
37%
PG
Year:
2011
88 min
$21,379,315
Website
1,915 Views


Catch me on the other side

Tart-choppin', body-poppin'...

Gribble! Stop being such an idiot

and tell me which way!

Did you just call me an idiot?

Which way? I'm lost here!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I think that you have to apologise now.

Gribble!

I'm waiting.

All right, all right, I'm sorry!

Apology accepted. Go left.

No, no, no, no, not that left!

Not that left, not that left!

Back up, man!

- Turn it down, Gribble!

- TwoCat, turn off your alarm!

What is going on here? TwoCat?

Oh, no. Mommy? Mommy!

Gribble! I need to know...

Gribble, come in. Are you there?

Gribble! Come on, Gribble, this

is no time for the silent treatment!

Gribble? Help me.

I'm trapped,

and there's nowhere to hide!

Gribble!

If not using ropes, my friend,

you will needing wings.

We must cleaning paint off you

before someone is seeing you.

It will getting you in trouble.

Giving me your helmet...

The Earth hatchling!

Gribble! Gribble, come in. They've

spotted me! But I think I lost them!

Get off me! Let me go! Let me go!

Cool it! I gotta clean you up!

- Get off of me!

- Hey!

Mellow out, man!

I'm not the fuzz!

- I'm not bustin' you.

- You're not?

Check it out!

What is that?

- They were tracking me?

- Not you.

They were trackin'

whoever you were chattin' with.

Who I was... who I was talk...

I was talking to Gribble! Oh, no!

No time! Sorry! No time!

You got time now?

This is so low temperature!

OK. You're from Earth,

so you must know...

What do you "turn on"?

How do you "tune in"?

What do you "drop out" of?

What powers do flowers have?

That's English!

Where did you learn English?

Two quarters ago,

I was working in the

administration block.

The Supervisor was talking

with 113-Elder-331.

They were viewing some

top-secret Earth documents.

When they left, I wanted to check out

what was making the weird light.

What's going on here?

It's a chrysanthemum, baby.

A chrysanthemum?

That's not a chrysanthemum.

And it was...

... amazing!

So I copied all I could.

The way that light vibrated and sang!

Nothing in my world

has ever made me feel like that!

It was like my eyes were open

for the first time.

It was crazy beautiful, man.

This is a chrysanthemum.

Flower power, it's gonna change

the world, man!

Yeah, that's just groovy, man.

They called it...

Colour.

Your hippie alien life story

is totally interesting,

but I'm kinda busy

saving my mom!

You mean your Nanny-bot.

No! I mean my mom!

She's a human being!

Wait. No, but...

I saw inside her headspace.

You said, "My life

would be so much better

if I didn't have a mom at all."

I know what I said,

but I was wrong, and I do want her.

Heavy! Why?

Because she...

She looks after me

and she tells me what to do!

Oh, like the Supervisor!

No, not like the Supervisor!

My mom is kind.

She takes me to Disneyland,

and she reads to me,

and she makes me hot chocolate,

and she puts bandages on my cuts,

and she hugs me and she...

She loves me.

"Love"?

Chute number three.

Crazy.

Gribble? Can you hear me now?

Gribble?

Oh, no.

Gribble?

Gribble?

Gribble?

Gribble!

Oh, no. That's only

five and a half hours!

Stupid weights.

"Private. Keep out.

No Martians allowed."

"Gribble."

"George Ribble."

He must've been a kid, too,

when he came here.

Why wouldn't he tell me?

TwoCat? TwoCat!

Hold on, buddy.

Are you OK?

Oh, here. Where's Gribble, TwoCat?

I gotta find him!

He's the only person on this entire

planet who can help me save my mom.

That burnt area. That's where

they shoot people, isn't it?

That's a firing squad,

and they're gonna shoot Gribble?

TwoCat, we gotta save him!

Ladies, ladies,

you don't wanna do this.

Listen, I'm a walking A-bomb!

You shoot me, and the

whole planet's gonna go up!

You don't want that

on your conscience...

OK, seriously.

OK, you could be precipitating

a major interplanetary war here,

people, aliens, Martians.

OK, listen! I've been

living in your sewers for years.

I'm disgusting,

they're contaminated,

and they need a vaccine

and I'm the only one that has it.

OK. Listen. You made your point.

I invented some great stuff!

I can let you in on

the ground floor, OK?

How 'bout blue mascara?

I've got a Slinky!

A Rubik's Cube?

You like Dungeons and Dragons,

I love Dungeons and Dragons.

How 'bout skateboards?

I got millions... OK. Hey!

I can get you a Cabbage Patch Kid. Not

one of those gnarly ones, a real one.

What about a pizza?

You like crop circles?

I have quite a crop.

Oh, and I'll teach you how to moonwalk.

Can't really do it in these chains.

Legwarmers!

Wait, wait.

We're really gonna do this?

Unauthorised dogpile!

Hey! Milo, what are you doing here?

I'm rescuing you.

What does it look like?

It's exactly according to my plan!

Ki!

Hot, hot, hot!

Wait! Stop it with the shooting!

My toe! What are you doing?

Oh, my gosh!

When you're going

to shoot a laser at someone,

you should bring them

a change of underwear!

Hairy Tribe Guys.

Wingnut?

- OK. OK. Thank you.

- Oh, come on. Let go!

- Let go! What are you doing?

- They're hugging!

It's all these males ever do! That's why

the females chuck 'em down here!

We don't have time!

The SISS are gonna find us!

- Run!

- Run!

Wingnut! It's Wingnut!

OK. Come on! Come on.

What?!

Wingnut! No!

Wait!

Gribble!

Relax, Grib. Fat floats.

Hey!

Oh, nuts.

There goes my sexy tan.

Less than three and a half hours.

Echo!

This place is amazing!

It's Gribbletastic.

You have got to stop saying that.

You sound Gribblediculous.

Hey, hey.

TwoCat's homing in on our headsets.

I built him with a location device.

I think of everything.

I'm the bomb. I'm the bomb.

Stretch... stretch that bar

across this rock.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Good, good, good.

You know this place is perfect?

We can rebuild right over there.

- You see that?

- No.

- Keep still.

- Yeah, right, sorry.

Build a whole new lair.

Be years before we fill

this place up with our junk.

What do you say, pal?

You and me? Best buds?

You can be emperor this time.

And I... I shall be El Presidente.

Hey!

Again with the shooting?

We just talked about this!

- Gimme that!

- But...

Maniac!

These things are dangerous!

Tried to blow up some trash once with

one of these, almost took my foot off!

Yes!

Oh, good, it's nearly empty.

Anyway, why don't we go rebuild

right over here. What do you think?

That lava slope looks

like our best way up.

My mom's running out of time, Gribble.

- Let's go!

- Hey, no, come on!

It can't be done!

Did you see what happened up there?

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