Mars Needs Moms Page #5

Yeah, but all the Hairy Tribe Guys

are up here now.

There's no one down there

to take care of them.

The boys are gonna be all alone.

And to be alone is...

...to be without the crazy love thing.

- Yeah.

- Come on, guys. We gotta go!

Wait. Wait!

Go down the garbage chutes!

Listen, listen! Guys!

If you jump down chute number three,

you can save the hatchlings.

OK? Do you understand?

Chute...

...number... three!

- Come on, Grib.

- One, two, three!

- We gotta go! They'll figure it out!

No, they won't!

They're dumb as a box of rocks.

- Ki. It's no use.

- We gotta go!

Go, Wingnut!

On the other side of the rocket,

there's a ladder up to the surface.

But how do we get past

all those Martians?

I can totally fix that.

Hey, everybody grab a helmet.

Put it on real tight.

Good game. Good game. Good game.

Here. Don't forget that.

Keep in touch, kiddo.

Get up that ladder over there.

Good luck!

Wait a minute! Won't they see me

from Mission Control?

No way, buddy.

They'll be looking into the rising sun.

Won't be able to see a thing. By the

time they figure out what's going on,

we'll be on the couch eating Smurf

Berry Crunch and watching He-Man.

- Gribble.

- Gribble.

Yes. And I am Ki. Remember?

No, I know.

I mean... No, I said that

because, well, you know,

the ship's got this...

voice-activated launch system.

And I had to record a word,

and Ki just didn't seem like a word

that would start an engine... you know?

Except...

...now that I think about it...

..."Ki" is like a perfect word

to start an engine

because it's, you know, used to...

...unlock things like...

...my heart.

I dig it when you change colour.

Gribble! Ki! I'm halfway there!

Oh, no!

What dummy left that there?

Milo?

Gribble, I think I fell into something!

Gribble, come in!

- It's OK, Ki. I've got him.

- Great job!

- Gribble!

- Hey.

- That's the second-to-last lens!

- We're not gonna make it!

You wanna bet? Yeah!

This thing is going

on my Christmas list!

Guys! The SISS are gonna

crash Mission Control!

They'll be through the airlock

and on the surface any minute!

Oh, no! What do we do?

All right, take her in.

OK. You go save your mom.

I'll take care of the SISS.

- But, Gribble, they're gonna...

- No, no, no.

My mama always said,

"Son, you gotta do the right thing."

And for the first time since

I came to Mars, I'm doing it.

Man, I hope Ki saw that.

Go get 'em. Fire butt blasters!

Mom! Mom!

Mom, wake up! Wake up!

Milo, can you turn the cartoons down?

I'm trying to sleep.

No. Mom, come on. You gotta wake up!

We gotta get out of here!

Milo, the alarm hasn't even gone off.

Can you just let me sleep until sunrise?

Believe me, that would be a bad idea.

- Gribble!

- Gribble, Gribble, Gribble.

Oh, no! I activated the launch system.

Come on. We gotta get out of here.

Come on! Come on!

Come on, Mom. Come on!

We gotta go. Hurry!

Hurry! Mom, come on! Mom, Mom!

Milo? The launch system lit up.

I can't cool it.

You got two minutes.

Two minutes! Mom, come on.

We gotta hurry. Mom.

Wait a second.

Did you just pull me out of bed?

No! Mom, Mom.

Mom! Mom, listen.

Mom, look at me. Mom, look at me.

Look at me. I'll explain

everything, but later. OK?

- Right now we gotta get to the ship.

- The ship?

- The ship.

- What ship?!

- That ship!

- Milo! Sixty seconds.

- Get it on!

- Everything's gonna be fine.

- OK.

- Here. Just put this on.

And then you gotta twist this lever

to seal the neck. See? Like this.

- What do you mean?

- We need air. We can't breathe outside.

- There's no air?

- Mom, it's Mars.

OK. One, two, three!

Help!

Now, start running! Run!

Are those Martians?

Yeah. The hairy guys are good,

and the uniforms are bad.

Let's just hope we don't see...

...the Supervisor!

No! Mom!

You gave me your helmet?

No! No! Mom! No! No!

No! Mom! Mom!

No! No! No!

No, Mom! Mom, no! No.

Mommy, you have

to come home with me.

You have to come home with me!

You're... you're my mom...

...and I love you!

No!

No, no, no, no, no.

No!

Gribble! My mom!

Bingo.

Milo! I'm coming, buddy!

I got it. I got it.

Lift her head.

Milo. You saved me.

No. It was Gribble.

No, bro. No, it was you, man.

It was you.

You saved your mom, man.

I'm sorry for what I said before.

My life wouldn't be better without you.

Oh, Milo. My love.

Milo! Gribble!

I've got the ship under control...

- Ki!

- I'm good.

- I can buff out the scratches.

- Come on, Mom. We gotta go.

- We gotta go.

- Oh, OK.

Stopping right there!

This is not over.

You will surrendering.

Hey! Surrender this!

Ki! What are you doing?

I will not letting you do this.

Insolence!

You cannot stopping this.

This is the way it has always being.

No. No. No!

This is not the way it is always being.

She lied to us! Look!

We were not meant

to being raised by machines.

We were meant to be raised by families.

By parents.

We were meant to having that... that...

That crazy love thing?

That crazy love thing.

Never!

You fool. I saved you!

Before any of you were even born

I realized we do not have time

to raise hatchlings.

And the males? They never helped.

Always dancing and playing.

That is why we must throw them away.

There must be order.

Arresting the evildoers!

Evildoer, you.

No! I did this for you!

I did this for all of you!

You will be sorry. Let me go!

So are you gonna stay?

Wow.

Wow...

Actually, I think I'm gonna...

You know, Mars is different now.

I'm gonna hang out with Ki and...

...help paint and stuff.

He's really good at red.

Stop it.

So will I ever see you again?

What? Are you kidding me? Of course.

We'll keep in touch.

- How?

- What do you mean "how?"

I could fix it.

It's gonna be Gribbletastic.

Best buds?

You better believe it.

Thank you, Gribble.

Your mother would be proud of you.

It's my pleasure.

Oh, man.

I'm not crying. It's allergies.

Silly.

- Bye! Goodbye!

- Bye.

Bye!

I love you, Milo.

I know that... now.

- Dad!

- Hi, stinker.

- Hi, honey.

- Hi.

Did something happen

to Milo this weekend?

Uh...

Colour.

Flower power is gonna

change the world, man!

- Mark.

- 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?

Mom!

My mom. She... she vacuums the house.

You know, she vacuums the house. My...

Yeah, she's the one.

Yeah, that... No.

I'm just messing with you.

Oh, don't mind this guy. He's a...

I just tried to train him

to be like my wingman,

you know, but he's useless.

He's more like a wing nut. Yeah!

No, you know what?

As a matter of fact,

this is gonna be... Gribbletastic.

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