Planet 51

(SOFT 1950s MUSIC

PLAYING ON CAR RADIO)

(GIRL GIGGLES)

I've never gone

parking before.

I'm really not

that kind of a girl.

Well, I'm not

the kind of a guy

who would go with

that kind of a girl.

Oh, that's so sweet.

I think.

There's nothing

to be scared of.

(BOTH GASP)

(SHRIEKS)

(BOTH SCREAMING)

I knew this would

happen if we made out!

(BOTH SCREAMING)

Good shot, son.

(BOTH SCREAMING)

Uh, General, I think

he's surrendering.

Run! Run!

Fire at will!

(LAUGHING)

Help!

Keep firing. Keep firing! Keep firing!

Kill every last alien!

(LAUGHING)

(EXCLAIMING)

(ALL EXCLAIMING IN FEAR)

You will all become

my alien zombies.

(LAUGHING EVILLY)

(EXCLAIMING)

Ouch, Mom!

Command us, Master!

(PEOPLE CHATTERING)

What did I tell you

about these kind of movies?

It was almost over!

Besides, they're

all the same.

That's not true.

# Lollipop, lollipop

Lo! I,! O! I,! O! I

# Lollipop, lollipop

Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

# Lollipop

# Lollipop, lollipop

Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

# Lollipop, lollipop

Lo! I,! O! I,! O! I

# Lollipop, lollipop

Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

# Lollipop

(COOING)

You know, he looks

just like his father.

(BURPS)

(CHUCKLING) Just

like his father.

# And when he does

his shakin' rocky dance

# Man, I haven't got a chance

# I call him Lollipop,

lollipop Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

# Lollipop, lollipop

Lolli, lolli, lolli

# Lollipop, lollipop

Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

# Lollipop

# Sweeter than candy

on a stick

# Huckleberry, cherry or lime

# If you had a choice

he'd be your pick

# But lollipop is mine

# Lollipop, lollipop

Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

# Lollipop, lollipop

Lolli, lolli, lolli

# Lollipop, lollipop

Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

# Lollipop

Oh, I hate the rain.

(SIGHS)

Raining rocks and dogs.

Great!

# Sweeter than candy

on a stick

# Huckleberry, cherry or lime

# If you had a choice

he'd be your pick

# But lollipop is mine

# Lollipop, lollipop

Lolli, lolli, lolli

# Lollipop, lollipop

Oh, lolli, lolli, lolli

# Lollipop, lollipop

Lolli, lolli, lolli

# Holding my lollipop

# Lollipop #

Space,

a universe of mystery.

Well, today, the mystery

will be unveiled.

Thanks to science,

we now know

the universe is

nearly 500 miles long

and it contains, you're

not going to believe this,

over 1,000 stars.

(YAWNING)

Psst! Lem, come on!

Liven it up.

And still, the only

known intelligent life

is right here

on our planet.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC SPEEDING UP)

(ALL GASPING)

Huh?

No, not today!

Not today! Please.

What was that?

That's our planet after

the attack of the Humaniacs.

They're gonna eat

our brains for dinner!

(ALL GASPING)

Is that true?

Everybody, please,

that's ridiculous.

Totally ridiculous.

Brains for dinner? Come on!

Brains are for breakfast

with cereal and milk.

Dinner is

organs and eyeballs.

(ALL SHRIEKING)

Okay, everyone, everyone,

please, listen up.

We're not getting eaten

or harvested or having

our brains barbecued.

The universe isn't scary.

It's really amazing.

And don't forget to pick up

your planetary yo-yos.

(YO-YO WARBLING)

We've got one

for each of you.

You're looking at the new

Junior Assistant Curator!

High four! Whoo-hoo!

Well, it's part-time now and

full-time after I graduate.

How did you do, Lem? Got the job!

Knew you would.

Hey, I can see

my whole life.

A house, a car, two kids,

they'll grow up and have kids.

They'll come home

to visit on holidays.

Well?

Got it!

Lem, congratulations

on that job.

I knew you could do it.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah, thanks.

Oh, wow!

There it is.

Just two more days.

Wow.

Humaniacs lll:
The Final

Battle for Our Worid.

Victory

or extinction!

(BOTH IMITATING

SOUND EFFECTS)

(BOTH HUMMING MOVIE THEME)

If you guys go

in costume,

I'm pretending

we never met.

Did you just say what

I think you just said?

I'm a planetarium

professional now.

I don't have time for

kids' movies anymore.

(GASPS)

Kids' movies?

I suppose next you'll

say aliens don't exist.

Duh!

Ha! Just as I thought.

You're not Lem.

You're an alien zombie,

like in Humaniacs II.

Skiff, I'm not

a zombie.

Yeah, that's what you

zombies are programmed to say.

Tell me something the

real Lem would know.

Well, I know Skiff

is the only nutcase

who thinks the government is

hiding all alien evidence in Base 9.

And you give candy to your

puppy so he'll poop jelly beans.

(EXCLAIMS

IN DISGUST)

It was just an experiment.

With all due respect,

I've put in the hours and done

a lot of alien research at work.

(STAMMERING) What are

you talking about?

You work in a

comic book store!

The greatest source

of scientific knowledge.

Skiff, time to unpack

the fake alien poop.

Right away,

Mr. Haglug.

You will believe me, Lem, when

aliens put you on the takeout menu.

Wow!

Skiff!

I love

fake-alien-poop day.

So, um, Eckle, do you

think your sister's home?

Why?

I thought maybe...

I thought I might

tell her I got the job.

Why?

(CHUCKLES) Forget it.

You tell her for me. Okay?

Okay, but every time you

tell me to tell her something,

she asks why don't you

just tell her yourself?

What? And then my mom says

it's because you like her,

and then she says that,

"Oh, that's so cute,"

and why don't you just

ask her out already,

'cause she's been waiting

for you to ask her out

ever since we moved next door to you.

(STAMMERING) She has?

The girl of

my dreams likes me?

This is the best

day of my life.

Yeah, we got to see

that kid throw up.

(HUMMING HAPPILY)

Hey, he did it!

He got the job!

Oh, we're so

proud of you.

(LAUGHS)

I hear it's just one easy step

up to Senior Assistant Curator.

(DOOR OPENS)

# Oh, my love

# My darling

# I've hungered

for your touch #

(EXCLAIMS)

Come on, soldier.

Take that hill.

(CHUCKLES)

Hey, Neera.

Hey, Lem.

I wanted to tell you,

I got the job.

(LAUGHS) Lem,

that's great!

Um...

Maybe it's time

that you and me...

Yes?

I mean, would

you want to...

(ENGINE BACKFIRING)

(MUSIC BLARING)

Hey, Neera! I've been

looking all over for you.

(SURPRISED) You've

been looking for me?

The cause needs you.

The what?

The cause.

Glar's involved with something

he calls "protesting."

It's like when you shout about

stuff that makes you upset.

Yeah, like our

school pictures.

Why do they have

to be of our faces?

I mean,

what a bummer.

That means

it's not good.

Neera, we need you!

Righteous momma!

Oh, I'm so honored,

but Lem was about

to ask me something.

Yeah? Man, what do you want to ask her?

It's kind of

private.

No problemo, man!

I mean, I totally

respect that.

(HESITANTLY)

So, Neera...

(SINGING LOUDLY) # Neera and

Lem had a private conversation

# And don't want

anybody else around #

Uh, yeah, you know,

we can talk later.

Okay.

Peace.

That means,

"See you later."

(LAUGHING GOOFILY)

Bye!

Bye.

Oh! "The cause, man."

I'd like to cause him

some pain.

(GRUNTS IN PAIN)

I don't want to hear

a single bubble.

(FARTS)

Especially you,

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