Meet The Robinsons Page #5

Coming to you, big girl.

Reminds me of the time

my meatball pizza staved off civil war

on the black moon of Keward.

Where's my sloppy joe?

Thank you for the gravy, Aunt Billie.

- We gotta talk.

- How about some gravy? Over here.

Why is the kid still here?

Any of this ring a bell?

Science fair, Memory Scanner,

a time stream that needs fixing?

Temporary setback.

He's just having

a little confidence issue.

- You want me to talk to him?

- No.

- I give a mean back rub.

- No.

- Shiatsu?

- No.

- Feng shui.

- No.

I've got it under control.

So, Lewis, are you in Wilbur's class?

- No.

- Yes.

- Yes.

- No.

Well, yes and no.

Lewis is a new transfer student.

Yeah.

- Where are you from, Lewis?

- Canada?

I think you mean North Montana.

Hasn't been called Canada in years.

Do you know Sam Gundersen?

- It's a big country.

- State.

- I wonder if you're related.

- Maybe if he took his hat off.

Oh, good idea.

Then we can see

if he has the family cowlick.

He can't,

because he's got bad hat-hair.

Oh, nonsense.

A North Montana man doesn't care

about hat-hair.

Let's see the cowlick!

All right, everyone, hold your horses.

Lewis, do you mind?

I'm afraid

this isn't gonna stop otherwise.

- But... But...

- And so it begins.

Now, don't be shy.

- We're all family here.

- Ready, aim, fire!

Surely, that is not the best you can do.

Impressive, little sister.

Your skills are strong,

but not strong enough.

Your words

do not threaten me, brother.

Then enough words.

Now the real battle begins.

Your meatballs are useless against me.

Then perhaps it's time

for spicy Italian sausage!

No!

That's right. I did it.

Is dinner like this every night?

No, yesterday, we had meatloaf.

Okay, gang,

time for the second course.

And what goes better with meatballs

than P.B. and J?

Hey, that's just like...

Stupid...

Carl?

Is everything all right?

We're just experiencing bugs.

Just what the doctor ordered.

My friend Lewis is an inventor.

He can fix it.

Wilbur, you know I can't.

Come on. Give it a try.

You don't understand

what's at stake here.

Uncle Joe's seen the toast!

We're past the point of no return!

If he doesn't get P.B. and J...

We all pay!

I don't know.

You would really be

helping us out, Lewis.

Please.

One dragonfly on the rocks, please,

Mr Barkeep.

Hey, hey, Frankie, baby,

you gotta tell us one of your jokes.

Yeah, Frankie.

How about that one with the bullfrog?

All right, you bozos.

Have to get that boy out of the house.

Sorry. Wait!

So I turn to the bullfrog,

and you know what I says?

Talking frogs

with their own little outdoor bar,

and so smartly dressed! Perfect!

I says,

"Hey, not with my umbrella, you don't. "

- Frankie, you're a riot.

- I gotta go pee!

- I love it.

- You bunch of goons.

That's a good buzz. What the...

Yes! You are now under my control.

I am now under your control.

- Stop laughing.

- Stop laughing.

- Don't repeat everything I say.

- I won't repeat everything you say.

- Excellent.

- Excellent.

Did you just say, "Excellent,"

because I said, "Excellent"?

No.

- Excellent.

- Excellent.

- So, Mr Fix-it, how's it looking?

- Pretty good, Mrs Robinson.

I've recalibrated

the dispensing conduits

and aligned

the ejection mechanism and...

There he is,

that repulsive, half-witted fool!

Now, my slave, seize the boy.

Bring him to me.

Did you not hear what I said, you idiot?

Grab the boy and bring him!

Well, it's just that

there's a million people over there,

and I have little arms.

I'm just not so sure

how well this plan was thought through.

Master?

Master?

Okay, that should do it.

It's so exciting. Let her rip, Lewis!

Quickly.

Uncle Joe can't hold on much longer.

Everybody ready?

- Go, Carl.

- Yeah!

Is it gonna work?

Oh, no!

No!

I didn't know. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

- You failed!

- And it was awesome!

- Exceptional!

- Outstanding!

I've seen better.

From failing, you learn.

From success, not so much.

If I gave up every time I failed,

I never would have made

the meatball cannon.

I never would have made

my fireproof pants.

Still working out the kinks.

Like my husband always says...

Keep moving

Keep moving

Stop

Okay, talking frog, not a good minion.

Need another henchman,

something large, not too bright.

Something that won't talk back.

What is he still doing here?

Get rid of him.

Oh, my noggin.

Hey, what are you doing?

Get your lousy mitts off of me!

You're gonna regret this!

Wait! Wait! Don't move. That's it!

I wonder if I should tell Doris.

No, I'll make it a surprise.

All right, everyone, quiet down.

Quiet down.

I propose a toast to Lewis

and his brilliant failure.

May it lead to success in the future.

Gosh, you're all so nice.

If I had a family, I...

I'd want them to be just like you.

Oh, well, then, to Lewis!

To Lewis!

To Lewis!

Yeah!

- Come on, Lewis!

- Good show, buddy!

What if Louis Armstrong said,

"I can't"?

You think he'd have walked

on the moon?

Dear, Louis Armstrong was a singer.

What did he mean, if he had a family?

Oh, Lewis is an orphan.

Orphan?

- Oh, no!

- Big boy!

Get up, you pansy!

What a great plan!

Go back in time and steal a dinosaur.

Oh, Doris will be so proud of me.

Why didn't you tell me

you had a pet dinosaur?

Because we don't.

What are you talking about?

He's standing right here.

Oh, no! No, you can't eat him!

I need him alive.

Choo-chew on this!

Lewis!

Ready, aim, fire!

Got you!

You messed with the wrong family!

Ding-dong! Pizza's here!

No!

Okay, everybody,

this dino's deep-dished.

Run!

Oh! He ate Carl!

- Help us! Help! Help!

- Oh, goodness!

Oh, no.

Incoming!

Run!

Now, go get that boy!

What's going on?

Why aren't you seizing the boy?

I have a big head...

...and little arms.

I'm just not sure...

...how well this plan was

thought through.

Master?

Stupid, stupid, stupid!

Bowler Hat Guy!

Him you can eat.

- Lewis, run!

- Wilbur!

No!

Oh, no!

Little Doris now sleeps with the fishes.

- Nice catch.

- Nice meatball shooting!

Guess we made

a pretty good team, huh?

Yeah, guess we did.

- Are you boys all right?

- We're good, Mom.

Yeah, didn't you see us

take out that dinosaur?

Oh, man! It was so cool, Mom!

Oh, I mean, I'm sorry. I didn't...

Oh, Lewis, it's okay.

I'm really happy you're safe.

- Your head.

- What?

It's just a bruise, Lewis.

You all sacrificed so much for me.

- Well, of course.

- You are a special kid.

One of a kind.

Okay, you should get him out of here

before something really bad happens.

Silly, silly robot.

I've got it all under control.

Okay, everybody,

it's been a long, hard day

filled with emotional turmoil

and dinosaur fights,

so why don't you all hit the hay,

and Lewis and me will get going?

Do you have to go now?

I mean, you know, it's getting late.

Maybe Lewis could spend the night.

Mom, maybe some other time, okay?

Well, any time you want to come over,

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