The Iron Giant

Mayday! Mayday!

This is the Annabelle. I've lost my

bearings! I'm taking on water.

My last good reading is

Portland Station to Annabelle.

What is your position?

I don't know exactly. Off the coast

somewhere near Rockwell! Wait.

The lighthouse! I see it!

Over here, honey!

Hey, Mom! You won't believe our

good luck. Guess what I found?

Hogarth, we've been

through this before. No pets.

But he's not a pet, Mom.

He's a friend.

We've got to rent a room

if we're gonna make ends meet...

...and no one wants

shredded upholstery.

You won't know he's there.

I'll cage him.

Until you feel sorry for him

and set him free in the house!

Do you remember the raccoon, Hogarth?

I remember the raccoon.

Please, Mom, at least look at him.

All right. Where is this guy?

I can't read this handwriting.

That one should have lettuce,

tomato, extra mayo.

I will go get him, okay?

So he wants us to hold the mayo

and the mustard.

How about just hold

the flavor altogether?

Excuse me.

Excuse me. Sir?

Excuse me--!

- What's that?

- Please don't move.

My pet's under your table.

Don't look!

If you make a scene,

my mom won't let me keep him.

- What kind of pet, kid?

- A squirrel.

He's friendly.

I'm telling the truth, dang it!

It came from outer space. I saw it.

And it was headed toward land.

I called the government

in Washington about it.

Maybe it was a Sputnik

or an invader from Mars.

That's what it is.

It's an invader from Mars!

A spaceship of some kind.

An unidentified flying object.

Unidentified? Knowing you, Earl,

I'd say it was either whiskey or beer.

I saw it too.

I rest my case.

I believe you.

What if it is Sputnik?

Or a flying saucer...

...from Mars?

I bet we could find it.

Sorry, kid.

I didn't really see anything.

But if we don't stick up

for the kooks, who will?

Is my son bothering you, sir?

No! Call me Dean.

Hogarth, you were going

to get your pet, honey?

I will, Mom.

- Right after I finish talking with--

- Dean.

- Found your pet.

- Where?

Squirrel's up my pants, Hogarth.

I'm trying not to wig out here.

Don't wig out.

Okay. He's heading north now.

I'm sorry, kid. I'd like to apologize

to everyone in advance for this.

Check, please.

It's a rat!

Hello, this is Hogarth Hughes speaking.

Who's calling?

I'm really sorry, but--

Thank you.

I need to work late tonight.

There's cold chicken in the icebox.

You can have that and some carrots--

I'm way ahead of you, Mom.

I'll make it up to you, okay?

- I love you, honey.

- Me too.

And, Hogarth...

...no scary movies, no late snacks,

in bed by 8:
00. Got it?

Come on, Mom. It's me, remember?

Why, the porpoise can communicate

telepathically, Miss Melon.

If we can transplant at least 15%

of their brain matter into ours...

...we may be able to read minds.

Darn. A perfectly good brain wasted.

I think you've seen enough.

How about a nightcap?

Let's say my place.

I was thinking the same thing.

Mind reader.

Darn. I seem to have left

my keys in the lab.

You're gonna get it.

Who's there?

Come on!

Stupid antenna.

Invaders from Mars!

Honey?

Help! Help! Stop! Help!

Don't you know better

than to wander off at night alone?

What if something happened?

I'm sorry, Mom.

Don't you ever do that to me again.

I was so scared.

I thought I'd lost you.

You won't believe this.

Something ate our TV antenna.

No! I'm serious!

But it's not Sputnik,

like Mr. Stutz thought.

No, it's a robot!

No, really, it is!

And the robot, it's 100 feet high!

And it eats metal!

Stop it! Just...

...stop.

I'm not--

I'm not in the mood.

Come on. Let's go home.

A peaceful, stay-at-home kind of day

in a town...

...very much like your own.

But then, suddenly...

...without warning...

...atomic holocaust!

But how does one survive

an atomic attack?

Did you hear about crazy Mr. Stutz?

He says his boat

ran into a sea monster.

I heard it was sunk by a meteor.

It was a metal meteor.

It ate his boat. My dad says--

It wasn't any of those.

What would you know about it,

Poindexter?

Don't make me come over there.

Hands over your head

Keep low to the ground

Time to duck and cover

The bombs are coming down

Duck and cover

It's about 50 or 60 feet high

and it only eats metal.

Shut up, you little spaz!

It's probably been sent by

foreigners to take over the country.

We should bomb it to smithereens

before it does.

'Cause all the kids who don't

Will cease to be around

Thanks for the scrap, Floyd.

Sorry I can't pay you more.

But it's got this...

...this large bite out of it.

That's why I'm selling it.

It's got a large bite out of it.

- What could've done this?

- I told you what.

Strange invaders.

Thanks for believing me.

I really did call the government.

They're sending someone

to take care of the whole thing.

Jeez, Earl. You really are crazy.

Who in the hell would

the government send?

Kent Mansley,

Unexplained Phenomena.

- Marv Loach. I--

- What happened?

Not sure. Sometimes the line'll snap

if the weather is bad, sure.

But for a whole tower to get

twisted up like that....

It's got me beat.

It's almost like it was bitten off

by some enormous beast.

Enormous beast.

What do you think?

Escaped gorilla?

What department is that again?

I'm not at liberty to reveal the

particulars of the agency I work for...

...and all that that implies.

You mean national security?

Let's put it this way.

Once in a while, things happen...

...that can't be rationalized

in a conventional way.

People wanna know that

their government has a response.

I am that response.

So were there any witnesses?

Well, sir, if you'll just follow me.

We did find this.

United States Government, huh?

Guess that means something big's

happening here, eh?

No, Marv. Big things happen

in big places.

The sooner I fill out my report,

the sooner I can get back to them.

Enormous beast, yeah....

Biggest thing here is probably

the homecoming queen.

Oh, my God!

Come on, I need a witness.

- It's around the corner.

- Don't pull so hard.

It's like a big "chomp"

out of the side of the car.

It's like a bite

out of a ham sandwich, like a--

What are we looking at here,

Mr. Manley?

Something big, Marv.

Something big.

Hello!

Come out!

Hey, big metal guy,

I got food here for you!

Metal!

Crunchy, delicious metal!

Come and get it!

So I guess you're

not gonna hurt me, huh?

The shutoff switch.

You saw me save you.

So where are you from?

You came from the sky, right?

From up there?

Don't you remember anything?

Maybe it's that bump on your head.

Do you talk?

You know, words? "Blah, blah, blah,"

like that? Can you do that?

Well, you get the idea anyway.

Let's see.

See this? This is called a rock.

Rock.

Good.

That is a tree.

Rock. Tree.

Get it?

That's right!

My own giant robot.

I am now the luckiest kid in America!

This is unbelievable.

This is the greatest discovery since,

I don't know, television or something.

I gotta tell someone. I should call--

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