The Adventures of Sharkboy and Lavagirl in 3-D Page #3

- Really?

That's why we have to stop you.

You and what army?

- Now?

- Now!

Ha-ha-ha-haa! Pee-pee-pee-pee...

Feel the burn!

Agh...!

Not for reals. Aaah!

Internal radar, shark-like reflexes...

You're amazing!

But is it enough to defeat Mr. Electric?

We have our secret weapon, remember?

Did you really believe you could stop me?

Oh... Ah...

I know we can't, but he can!

Take it away, Max!

- Show him what you're made of, Max!

- What am I supposed to do?

- I told you this would happen.

- I thought he would just remember.

Remember what?

The dream! Remember the dream!

I don't remember half my dreams!

That's why I write them in my dream journal!

What half of your dreams do you remember?

This one I remember.

Where are you taking us?

Where all useless dreams go -

to the Dream Graveyard!

Whoa!

Ploop!

Cuckoo!

Well, at least we're on the Passage of Time.

Maybe it'll take us to the Dream Lair.

It's going in the wrong direction.

The Dream Lair's that way.

What's in the Dream Lair?

It's where all the dreams

that fuel Planet Drool are stored.

But they're being destroyed.

- How?

- That's what we have to find out.

Soon even Sharkboy and I will cease to exist.

Duck!

Max, where is your dream journal?

Great thinking, Sharkie!

We can read his dreams out loud

and turn everything back to the way it was!

I may even realize my true identity.

I threw it away.

My journal's back on Earth.

We really thought you were the answer, Max.

Don't listen to him.

He's just upset because you didn't show up

and make him king of the ocean,

with a giant fish army to back him up.

Look who's talking!

You thought you'd find a great use

for your powers and heal the planet!

Max thought his dream world would be a happy place!

We've all been duped.

Whoa!

Ah!

I think you broke my fin!

Sorry.

Hey, you! I see you hiding!

Come back here!

I was awakened!

I'm sorry.

Did all the children

from Mount Neverrest escape?

It was Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

But I took care of it, see?

Someone was with them?

Just another child afraid of his own shadow.

No threat to us.

I banished him to the Dream Graveyard.

Where old dreams lie?

He could find an ally!

I told you, every dream must be smashed,

every child captured!

You want him back, we'll simply

track him when he falls asleep.

Fool! He's the Daydreamer!

And the moment he realizes it

will be the moment of our doom!

Now, what do you want me to do?

Bring me the boy before he discovers his true powers

and tears my new kingdom apart!

Plugs, redirect the Darkness!

And...

bring me the Plughounds!

We'll never find our way out of this graveyard.

Darkness! Headed this way!

Sit down, Max.

- What for?

- Close your eyes and dream.

If Max can't remember his dreams,

maybe he can redream them.

He could dream us out of here.

Dream, Max.

Now, what do you see?

I see a... giant...

chocolate-chunk marshmallow cookie...

with lots of warm milk.

- Sorry. I'm starving.

- Here's some food.

- You're not gonna like that.

- I'm so hungry I could eat lava rocks.

What is that?

Lava rocks.

Here, have some real food.

Fresh sushi.

- It'll knock you right out.

- That's not fresh.

I'm not even sure that's sushi anymore.

- It's just a few weeks old.

- I'll cook it for you.

Oops.

It's OK. I'm not that hungry anymore.

Let me just rest a moment.

Maybe I can sleep.

It's getting closer!

Get out of here!

Max, I know you've got a lot to figure out,

but if you happen to dream about who I am

and how I fit into this world,

it would really be helpful for me...

No distractions. You steer him off course,

we could be lost in a sea of dreams.

- I'm sorry, I'm desperate.

- Focus on the problem at hand.

Max needs to dream us out of here,

so how about I put him to sleep right now?

- No, Sharkboy!

- Just one punch.

He'll be out like a light.

I've seen this before!

It's on the tip of my... finger!

It's a hand!

It is a hand.

A hand?

Another hand.

Yep?

It's Tobor!

- Who?

- Tobor!

I dreamt him up when I was a kid...

a robot that could help me with my homework.

I tried to build him once.

Everyone kept telling me he would never work.

So here he is.

A forgotten dream in the Dream Graveyard.

Maybe he can help us.

He's supposed to be very smart.

Tobor, awake!

Yes?

He works!

- We can ask him anything now.

- Let me, let me!

Tell me something about me.

I'm clueless.

Actually, you are extremely bright.

Am I king of the ocean, or what?

No. Sorry.

How do I save Planet Drool?

The answer is in your dreams.

You mean if I put him to sleep,

he'll dream us out of this mess?

No. At least, not here.

Darkness is falling. Any dream of his

would become a nightmare...

and you don't want those

becoming a reality.

But if you go

to the Land of Milk and Cookies...

Of course!

that's where the good dreams are.

Where the answers are.

It's perfect, Max.

The Land of Milk and Cookies

is a safe, sweet place.

You'll be able to dream easily there.

Can you take us?

I have no body. I can't move.

You can move your eyes and your mouth.

Why didn't you work back on Earth, Tobor?

Some dreams are so powerful they

become real - like Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

I, on the other hand,

am still only a dream.

Oh...

- What's wrong?

- Train of Thought... I'm losing it.

You were taking us to the Land

of Milk and Cookies, remember?

I mean I'm literally losing

the Train of Thought. It's down there.

That's the Train of Thought?

How do I keep it on track?

With your mind. The Train of Thought

gets easily distracted.

Stay focused, and it'll speed you directly

to the Land of Milk and Cookies.

The rest is up to you.

Sorry, I forgot about you, Tobor!

Are you kidding? You just saved me.

I'm free!

Max! Get down here!

- What's wrong?!

- We can't control it!

All you have to do is keep it on track!

How can you keep it on track

if there is no track?

Looks like another dream gone bad!

What do we do?

Yell? Scream?

Jump. It'll be all right.

What does it mean

when your Train of Thought... wrecks?

Well... It can't be good, buddy.

How much time do we have, Sharkboy?

20 minutes.

Ew!

Stick to rotten fish, please!

Chocolate! I stepped in chocolate!

We're here.

The Land of Milk and Cookies!

Oh, yeah!

The milk is warm.

He'll be out in no time.

Lay down.

Here's a marshmallow pillow.

How about dreaming us

into the Dream Lair?

The ground is thumping too much.

My highly trained ears hear it too.

Boom, boom, boom.

- Let me hear it.

- I wouldn't.

Hothead.

When you dreamt up these giant cookies,

who did you expect to be able to eat them?

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