My Favorite Martian Page #8

And everything's in black and white.

-And those commercials-

"Plop, plop, fizz, fizz"-

That gum lost its flavour in '66.

All right. Let's go.

Let's go. Come on.

-Got to go. Farewell.

-Come back for a visit sometime.

Maybe.

I'm beginning to see a glimmer

of potential among you Earthlings.

One word of advice: You'll never

completely advance as a culture...

until you take care of your oceans

and do away with daytime talk shows.

Goodbye, you crazy lovebirds!

Ah, stop being such

a hysterical housecoat.

-See ya, Zoot.

-Rollin', rollin', rollin'

Keep them doggies rollin'

Aliens!

Wait! No!

Please! No! You can't!

Don't go! Come back!

No-o-o!

Aah!

What the-

Eeew!

Gum. Gum!

Wait, this is the alien gum!

Yes!

Wait, wait.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Well, you're not me, are ya?

I can learn more about them...

from their leftover-

Wha-

That's brilliant!

I can feel every molecule of my body...

starting to change!

Aah!

Oh, no.

Hold it! Don't move!

-No!

-Stop! Don't shoot!

Get the tranquillizer gun.

No, not that, you idiots!

-I'm not a Martian.

-We got him, boys.

Get the tranquillizer gun.

We've got one-

a real live Martian!

It's me. Coleye. No! No!

Aah!

The truth is out there!

We are not leaving until they

listen to us! We've got proof!

I saw one!

He cloned my body!

He could be anywhere by now!

The truth is out there!

The truth is out there!

So that's the story here

from Santa Barbara City Hall.

-I'm Bill Randall, KGSC.

-The truth, the truth,

the truth, the truth, the truth!

It's all I-

-Hey, sleepy. Brought you some tea.

Listen, I've been thinking. Now that

I really know what happened between us,

I think maybe we should just go back

to the way things used to be.

Mmm.

Our friendship really does

mean a lot to me.

Yeah, well, I've been thinking too,

and, uh,

I think I've got enough friends.

-One giant leap for man,

one step backward for Martians.

-Zoot?

-Hey, Tim, Lizzie! We're back!

-Zoot-

Oh! Geez!

Call a skycap, for cryin' out loud.

-What's wrong?

-Nothing.

We've decided to stay here with you.

-Y-You what?

-I kept thinking how lonely

I was gonna be without you.

And since you said

you were gonna miss me,

I thought I'd save us both

the heartache of separation.

Ya-hah! Whoo-hoo-hoo!

B-B-B-But, Martin, I can't miss you

if you don't go!

Exactly!

Isn't it wonderful?

Farewell, Neenurt!

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Where's he going?

To Mars, of course!

-Whoo! -Wh-

Martin. Martin.

What are you doing?

Tim, since we'll be living together,

let's do something about this furniture.

-Living together? What do you mean-

-I say we get rid of this couch,

and buy a hyperbolic resting chamber

like normal beings have.

-No! No! You're not staying here.

-Hey, who wants ice cream?

-Tonight I'm craving praline swirl.

-Martin- You think this is funny?

You haven't seen him eat ice cream.

It's not pretty!

Rocky road! Rocky road! Rocky road!

-Martin, you can't- He doesn't sleep.

He doesn't let me sleep.

This can't happen.

I can't have a Martian for a roommate.

I can't. I just-

-Oh, maybe I can.

Zoot! We've got cookie dough.

Want some?

Zoot.

Zoot, where are you?

Bartender, a Mai "Tide", please.

Ah, Victoria's Secret.

You people know how to live!

Lycra.

Translated and linkage: Jean-Luc Picard

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