VeggieTales: Larry-Boy! and the Fib from Outer Space!

Season #1 Episode #8

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Bob:
Okay, Larry, it's time for the theme song.

Larry:
Uh, yeah, Bob. What do I do?

Bob:
Hmm... Let's see. I know. You play the guitar.

Larry:
Bob, I don't have any hands.

Bob:
Oh, you're right. Well, okay, you play this.

Larry:
I don't want to play that! I'll look silly!

Bob:
Oh, come on. It'll be fun.

Larry:
Nope. Not going to do it.

Bob:
It's for the kids.

Larry:
Oh. Okay. But they better not laugh.

Bob:
All right! Better get on out there. If you like to talk to tomatoes, If a squash can make you smile, If you like to waltz with potatoes, Up and down the produce aisle... Have we got a show for you!

All:
VeggieTales, VeggieTales, VeggieTales, VeggieTales. VeggieTales, VeggieTales, VeggieTales, VeggieTales.

Bob:
Broccoli, celery, gotta be...

All:
VeggieTales!

Junior:
Lima beans, collard greens, peachy keen...

All:
VeggieTales!

Larry:
Cauliflower, sweet and sour, half an hour...

All:
VeggieTales! There's never ever-ever-ever-ever been a show like VeggieTales! There's never ever-ever-ever-ever been a show like VeggieTales! It's time for VeggieTales!

(Vegetables laughing)

Bob:
Hi kids. And welcome to VeggieTales. I'm Bob the Tomato.

Larry:
And I'm Larry the Cucumber. And we're here to answer your questions.

Bob:
That's right.

(Bob and Larry look around and think)

Bob:
So... Who's got a question?

Larry:
(very excitedly) Oh hey! I just remembered! I got an e-mail from a kid named Ezzio Vietti in Hackensack, New Jersey.

Bob:
You got a what?

Larry:
You know, Bob, e-mail. Aren't you wired? Online? Surfing the web? Html, good buddy.

Bob:
Oh. I got cable last month.

Larry:
You are so early '90s. Anyway, Ezzio said he just did something that he knew he wasn't supposed to do. Now his friends are telling him to lie about it so he won't get in trouble.

(Larry turns to Bob)

Larry:
What should he do?

Bob:
Ooooh! A lie can be a very dangerous thing.

(Bob looks away)

Bob:
Do we have any stories about that?

Larry:
(psyched) Bob, I'm all over it!

Bob:
Huh?

(at this point, Bob is confused and shocked at Larry being in charge)

Larry:
The same thing happened to Junior Asparagus once.

Bob:
It did? I don't remember.

(Larry interrupts Bob)

Larry:
Ezzio. Grab your popcorn, turn down the lights and get ready for... "Larry-Boy and the Fib from Outer Space." Roll film.

(Larry runs out of scene leaving Bob)

Bob:
Huh? Larry!

(The lights of the countertop shut off leaving Bob in the dark)

(the camera cuts into the story going into the city of Bumblyburg with Percy and Li'l Pea leaving the movie)

Li'l:
Oh, that was a great movie!

Percy:
Oh it sure was. I especially liked the part where the space aliens sucked all those cows up into their spaceship and then switched brains with the cows live in come back to earth and infiltrate our society unnoticed.

Li'l:
Yeah, well that was... That was great.

(Percy looks up in the sky and finds a falling object)

Percy:
What do you suppose that is?

(the camera cuts to a falling object and then to the bumblyburg science lab)

Jimmy:
I'm bored, Jerry. B-O-R-D, bored. Why did we want to work at the bumblyburg science lab? 'Cause we wanted to see space aliens. And what have we seen in two long years? Huh? Nothing! Nothing, N-U-T... You know nothing.

(camera cuts to Jerry Gourd looking at a satellite image of the falling object)

Jerry:
Jimmy.

Jimmy:
"Watch the screen," they said, "keep your eyes on the screen." So we watched the screen for two years and what have we seen? Nothing!

Jerry:
Jimmy?

Jimmy:
And then there's the light. "If this light ever flashes, something from space is about to hit Bumblyburg. Alert Larry-Boy immediately!"

(the alarm goes off)

Jerry:
Jimmy!

Jimmy:
Like that'll ever happen, I'm telling you, Jerry, this is the most boring job on earth.

(Jimmy goes to Jerry)

Jimmy:
Maybe we can get our old jobs back at Mr. Slushy. What?

(Jimmy looks at the satellite image and gets stressed out as well and the two look at the button to the Larry-signal)

(The camera cuts to a building top with the Larry-signal and it activates then the camera cuts to a house)

(Alfred notices the Larry-signal and runs to the house and tells someone about the situation)

Alfred:
Ah. Uh, master Larry, excuse me, master Larry.

Larry-Boy:
Yes, Alfred?

(The person who turns out to be Larry-Boy, turns and accidentally hits Alfred with his plunger and looks at the signal in the sky)

Larry-Boy:
No time now, Alfred, duty calls!

(Larry-Boy leaves to get into his car with Alfred on the ground)

Alfred:
I've fallen and I can't get up.

(the camera cuts to a dead end road which happens to be the entrance the Larry-cave, the Larry-mobile drives out in action and the title "Larry-Boy! and the Fib from Outer Space!" comes up)

(the falling object lands in a near-by neighborhood and the object turns out to be a little creature the size of a tennis ball covered in spots and an antenna)

(the dark night sky turns to day and the camera turns to the house of Junior Asparagus)

Laura:
The tea party is almost ready. We just need one more plate for Mr. Snuggly.

(camera cuts to the living room where we see Junior, Laura and Junior's teddy bear, Mr. Snuggly)

Junior:
Hmm. Another plate? I know just where to get one.

Laura:
Where?

Junior:
Up there.

(Laura looks up the bookshelf behind her to find a bowling plate)

Laura:
Um, that looks like a very special plate. Maybe we could find another one.

Junior:
Oh, it is a special plate, my dad says, "That's Art Bigotti, the greatest roller that ever rolled a ball. With only 200 plates made, it's collectible!"

Laura:
Let's just find another plate.

Junior:
Mr. Snuggly is a very special bear. He deserves a special plate. I'm sure my dad won't mind.

(Junior leans back and the shelf where the bowling plate is on begins to tilt forward but Junior pushes it back and the plate falls off the shelf and breaks into pieces)

(Junior gets a shocked face)

Laura:
Oh, I just remembered. I was supposed to wash my, uh... I have to take out the, uh... I gotta go.

(Laura runs out of the tea party)

(Junior looks at the broken plate and then hears a voice)

Fib:
Psst, hey kid. Looks like you got a problem.

Junior:
Huh? Who said that?

Fib:
If you're interested I think I can help.

(Junior looks at Mr. Snuggly)

Junior:
Mr. Snuggly? You can talk?

Fib:
Well, I've never been called Mr. Snuggly before, but of course I can talk.

(the voice turns out to be the falling object by the name of Fibrilious Minimus)

Fib:
Actually, the name is Fibrilious Minimus. But you can call me Fib.

Junior:
You must be new to the neighborhood.

Fib:
You can say that. But more importantly, I'm here to help you out. I couldn't help but notice, you broke the plate.

Junior:
Yeah I...

Fib:
And I imagine your father's not gonna be thrilled.

Junior:
(nervously) Well yeah...

Fib:
Now listen closely, what you need is a story.

Junior:
You mean like a bedtime story?

Fib:
No, no, no, no. Now try to keep up here, kid, you need to make up a story about how somebody else broke the plate.

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