Male announcer: And now,
nickelodeon and dreamworks'
Monsters vs. Aliens.
- ♪ mva ♪
♪ mva ♪
- ♪ monsters vs. Aliens ♪
♪ it's us vs. Them
♪ foe vs. Friend
♪ brain vs. B.O.B.
- ♪ it's a super-freaky job
- Oh, yeah,
it's freaky.
- ♪ mva ♪
- ♪ monsters vs. Aliens ♪
- [cackles]
- ♪ monsters vs. Aliens ♪
♪ monsters vs. Aliens ♪
♪ mva ♪
- [humming]
[knock on door]
hello?
[knocking continues]
Coming.
[humming]
Did you knock?
- No.
- Hmm. Curious.
- [chuckles]
- [humming]
[fizzles]
aah!
Aah!
- Wah!
- I don't understand
what happened.
My calculations were perfect.
- Well, sometimes
you do make a six
That kind of looks
like a four.
- [laughs]
more like four-get about it!
It was me, doc.
I switched beakers on you.
April fools', my friend!
Ba-boom.
- Aw, no.
[groans]
April st.
- April fools' day?
Okay, I'll take care
of the turkey.
Susan, you do the stuffing.
Link, cranberry sauce--
fresh, not canned.
- But I like the canned better.
It keeps the shape of the can,
even the ridges.
- Fine.
And dr. C?
Hey! Get your head
in the game.
The nine hours of football
we're gonna be watching...
- You're celebrating
the wrong holiday, b.O.B.
- April fools' is about playing
harmless pranks on people.
- Pranks?
Yeah, right.
That's valentine's day.
Okay, while that roasts,
I'm going to be
punkin' chunkin'.
- Poor, confused b.O.B.
- Really?
- [laughs] classic.
- I wonder if I can just
lock myself
In my room until tomorrow.
- Aw, come on, susan.
Don't be such a prank crank.
- Link and I have
a long-standing
April fools' day competition.
I won last year,
after I convinced him
The base had been infected
by a zombie virus.
I had my victory preserved
as a stereoscopic slide
For posterity.
- I have raccoon eyes,
don't I?
[both laugh]
- But you gotta admit, doc,
My foam gag
slams the zombie thing.
- You got me, link.
- I have to say, you're taking
this pretty well.
You're usually a lot more...
[groans]
competitive...
Ugh!
- Indeed, I am.
I knew you were going
to sabotage my experiment.
So this morning,
I replaced your shampoo
With a gravity exacerbator.
- Can't...Lift...Head,
But feels...So...Silky.
- How heavy is he going to get?
- Pretty heavy.
- I've got you.
Aagh!
[screams]
[crashing]
- Ooh-hoo,
right through the coolant tanks
In the sub-basement.
- And this is why I don't like
April fools' day.
- Silky!
- Yeah, it starts small,
Like, "ha ha, isn't it funny?
I put toothpaste
in your shoes."
Then one thing leads
to another,
And before you know it,
it gets out of hand.
- Pardon, but I need that
to make
The marshmallow topping
on the yams.
- Man, I wish today
was already over.
- Well, that's simple enough.
Behold the time portal.
Just enter your
target date here,
Flip this lever there,
and it'll be April nd.
- Right, so on April fools',
You expect me to believe
you have a time machine
Just sitting around that
you've never mentioned before?
- I can see how this might look
a little suspicious.
I do.
[evil laugh]
- Hmm,
certainly would be nice
To skip
this whole day of pranking.
- Whoa,
hold on there, suze.
You're the one
who's always telling us
We can't take
the easy way out.
- Really?
I don't remember saying--
- Yes, I believe
"stick-to-itiveness"
Is one of your common
talking points.
Along with "gumption."
- Stick-to-itiveness maybe,
But I have never used
the word gumption.
- Ooh, speaking
of gumption,
I stuck bubble gum
under the left throttle
Of monger's jet pack.
His jet pack!
- Aah!
- Uh!
- Ooh!
[thud]
- Nicely done,
my amphibious chum.
- Let's check it out.
Uh, you first, doc.
- Age before beauty.
- I got both.
- Guys.
You don't need to worry about
the old bucket-of-water trick.
These doors
slide up and down.
Ugh!
- [laughs]
she's wet.
[imitates expl*si*n]
- Antigravity water bucket?
- Yes, it does utilize
antigravity to stay aloft.
But I have named it
the infinity pail.
- Ugh!
- A super-condenser soaks up
atmospheric moisture
To refill the pail
again and again.
- Ooh!
- That baby can prank people
/ !
- Go forth,
oh, pail of infinite jest
And make mischief.
- [laughs]
- Forget stick-to-itiveness.
April nd...
[beeps]
Here I come!
[mechanical whirring]
Ugh!
Huh?
Whoa.
It's only been one day.
What could've happened?
- [groans]
oh...
- Dr. Cockroach?
- Susan?
The prank, susan.
It was the infernal prank.
- A prank destroyed the base?
- Indeed...
Oh, should have listened
to you, susan.
It got out of hand.
- [groans]
I even put an eye out.
- Go back.
Stop the prank.
- Which one?
- It's on the list.
- Wow,
that's a lot of pranks.
- Save us, susan.
Save us!
- Don't worry, guys.
I'll fix it.
I'm going to stop
the doomsday prank.
As soon as I find it.
[mechanical whirring]
Ugh!
[growls]
He really needs to put
a seat belt in that thing.
Ah!
Seriously?
- Thank you.
Your pen.
- No!
- Susan!
Way to ruin
an awesome prank.
- That's the idea.
Pen prank foiled.
Check.
- Wait, how did you know
the pen was loaded?
- I'll tell you later.
If there is a later.
[beeps]
- General monger,
This briefing
was supposed to start
minutes ago!
- Ugh!
Apologies, mr. President.
Jet pack trouble.
What the haystack?
[whoopee cushion deflates]
- Excuse me, that was meant
for the general.
- Yeah, I got that.
[whoopee cushion deflates]
- Ugh, forget about
your jet pack.
You've got
gastrointestinal issues.
[whoopee cushion deflates]
[embarrassed chuckle]
it's a stealth whoopee cushion.
Both: Right.
- Okay, next--
Sneezing gas.
- Susan, glad I found you.
Kind of
a delicate situation.
I know you had your heart
set on making the stuffing,
But certain gluten issues
have recently come to light--
- B.O.B.,
now's not a good time.
Sneezing gas.
[sneezes]
[crash]
Ow.
- Okay, know what?
If it's that important
to you,
Stay with the stuffing.
- Aah!
[muffled expl*si*n]
Exploding gum, check.
Oh!
Itching powder, check.
- I know we've had
our differences,
But put 'er there!
- No! Aah--oof!
- Mm, sub-atomic hand buzzer?
- Yes.
- Nice.
- Don't pull it!
Oh. Not so bad.
- [computer voice] f*ring
confetti targeting missiles.
- Aah!
Gah! Why would anyone
make such a thing?
Oh, what a day.
But it's over.
It's April nd.
We made it!
We're all safe.
Both: April fools'!
- What?
I don't understand.
- This whole day
was one giant prank.
- A brilliantly conceived
elaborate hoax
Made up of ingenious
props and devious holograms.
[snaps]
[snaps]
- [snap...Snap]
- So the list was a fake?
You made me do all those pranks
to myself?
- Bingo.
- Admit it, suze.
We got you but good.
Whoo-hoo!
We are the presidents
of pranktown.
Ooh.
[imitating expl*si*n]
- [computer voice]
warning! Danger! Danger! Danger!
- [over p.A.] all monsters
report to the w*r room.
Immediately!
- It's bad, monsters.
Disastrous.
Some kind of flying bucket's
been dumping water
Into the ruptured
coolant tanks.
- The infinity pail!
- Water in coolant?
That's bad?
- The super-charged
freezing capacity
Of the bases' coolant tanks
Combined with
an endless supply of water
Could lead to a--
- [computer voice]
deep freeze super-storm
Will send north america
Into a new ice age
in five...
- So, really bad?
- [computer voice]
four...
- Doc, there must be
something you can do!
- There's no time!
- [computer voice]
three...
- I'm assuming our frozen doom
Is thanks to you lunkheads
and your pranking.
- [computer voice]
two...
Both: Yes!
- [computer voice] one.
[both whimper]
[ice crackling]
- [computer voice dies down]
enjoy the new...Ice age.
Both: No!
- Doc, I've been through
an ice age. It's bad.
[both sobbing]
- And we have condemned our
friends and colleagues
To that wretched fate.
- Not to mention the rest
of north america.
- If only the time portal
actually worked.
- We could go back
and not prank anybody.
[both sobbing]
- I'd say
that's lesson learned.
- Uh, what?
- [snaps]
- What is going on?
- [snap...Snap]
April fools!
[both laugh]
- Had the eggheads reprogram
your hologram
To scare some sense
into you two jokers.
- The truth is,
I love April fool's day!
- You do?
- Of course.
In third grade,
I convinced the whole class
That there was
an alien invasion!
Which is kind of ironic
now that I think about it.
Anyway, I knew exactly
what was going on
The whole time.
I played along
to lure you into my prank.
I even got the general
to help me do it.
- Nobody messes
with my jet pack.
- The best pranks are the ones
you never see coming.
- Well played, susan.
You are
the April fools' champion.
- Thank you.
- I think it may be time
To amend
our April fools' tradition.
- Yeah, it's not as fun
as it used to be, you know?
It always gets out
of hand.
- Now, who wants pie?
- You know I do.
- They look delicious, b.O.B.
- [laughs]
happy valentine's day!
[laughs]
[alarm beeping]
- Code zebra!
Scramble the jets!
Roll the tanks!
We've got an intruder!
All monsters topside,
a-s-a and p.
- [grunting]
- Hold the line, guys.
- No telling what kind of
nightmarish abomination
We're facing.
Though I gotta admit,
"little old lady"
Was way, way,
way down the list.
- w*r cry!
Uh, I'll be over here.
Ma'am.
- Ms. Klangpopper?
- Someone's appearance
has certainly changed.
- Yes, the mutation--
- the moustache.
Your lip is in ruins, herbert.
- "herbert"?
- Doctor c...
Do you know this woman?
- Yes. She was my second grade
teacher and nemesis.
- Headmistress klangpopper,
elementary educator.
- General w.R. Monger,
base commander.
Now we got the pleasantries
in our rearviews,
Tell me why you violated
my secret base.
- No choice.
I've uncovered
a mysterious gap
In herbert's transcript.
- No...
You couldn't have.
Not after all these years.
- Did you honestly believe
I wouldn't notice
You dashed out on your second
grade singing recital?
- You didn't
for several decades.
Besides, no--no one
cares about that now!
I-I have a three degrees
in advanced mad sciences.
- Then you should be able
to do the math.
If I revoke
your grade school diploma...
- Then my middle school years
are void. And so is--
- Your high school diploma.
Which means...
- My college degree
is cancelled. And then--
- P.H.-De-nied!
Congratulations,
"mister" herbert cockroach.
You've flunked life.
- [gasps]
- You mean the doc
isn't a doc?
- Top mark, miss.
Gold star.
- [chuckles]
oh, gosh, thanks.
I was always popular
with my teachers.
- And not so much with your
fellow students.
Just a guess.
- Yeah,
like that wasn't cool.
Can I help it
if I'm a shining star?
- General, please.
End this madness.
- Frankly, doc--er--
mister cockroach,
I like what
ms. Klangpopper is saying.
- General monger,
what are you saying?
- I'm saying make melody
or lose your science license.
- Yes. Sing, herbert.
Sing! Sing!
♪ sing!
[beeps]
- But I-I-I can't.
- Guys, that thing with
the toilet paper happened again.
- Aw, b.O.B.,
we've been through this
At least a hundred times.
[both grunt]
- That b.O.B.,
darn it all.
He just can't be taught.
- Excuse me?
"can't be taught"?
Everyone can be taught.
You just need
the proper teacher.
- I don't know.
B.O.B.'s pretty hopeless.
- Ugh!
Not true.
I learned the alphabet.
[clears throat]
"a," "q," , nose,
Dancing-robot and zoom!
- See?
- This desperate creature
needs a professional!
- Well, if anybody
can teach b.O.B.,
It'd be you,
ms. Klangpopper.
- By blood, toil, tears,
and sweat, he will learn.
- Looks like you're hitting
the books, buddy.
- Am I ever!
[laughs]
[grunts]
Stupid books!
- We'll leave you to it then.
B.O.B.'s buying us time.
Grab dr. C and run!
- Aah!
- Dumb books!
I'll teach you to teach me!
Aah!
- No! Without mad science,
I'm nothing! Nothing!
- I'm just saying
I always thought
His first name was "doctor."
- really, link?
And he just happens
to also be a doctor?
- Hey, his last name
is cockroach,
And he just happens to also
be a cockroach. Boom.
[thudding]
- Name the capital
of the United States.
- Okay, let's call it pete.
No, no, no, wait, wait.
Donny. [laughs]
Donny u.S. Jackson, jr.
[singsong]
nailed it.
- So we've got to get doc--
- Herb.
- Over his stage fright.
- It's worse than stage fright,
susan.
Much, much worse.
I genuinely cannot sing.
- Oh, come on.
Everyone can sing.
- Oh? Observe.
[plays note on harmonica]
[clears throat]
♪ doh
[shatters]
♪ re
♪ mi
- aah!
It burns, it burns.
- ♪ fa
- So, that's enough of that.
- Told you.
- Let's try fractions.
If we divide this pie into--
- [gulps]
Nice. What kind of fractions
was that? Blueberry?
[belches]
- Everyone can be taught.
- Light bulb!
Susan,
you rocked karaoke night,
So how about this--
You stand behind
a curtain and sing
While doc moves his lips.
Boom, singing!
- Whoa, I do not
like cheating.
Another thing the other kids
in school just loved about me.
- I agree with susan.
- Thank you.
- But not her mamby pamby
teacher's pet morality.
- Hey!
- Your plan is too low tech,
link.
Where's the fun?
Where's the mad science?
Ah, here it is.
[evil laugh]
- Uh!
What are you doing to me?
- I've reversed
your subatomic structure,
Causing you to shrink
instead of grow.
- Change me back!
- Can't. But fret not!
- Hey!
- Mere minutes from now,
you shall return to normal.
[feedback]
- ew.
Do you ever floss?
- Focus, nano susan.
Row, row, row your boat
on three.
- Row, row, row your boat?
Something wrong
with this century?
- Ba ba ba! Now...
[blows note]
One, two, three.
- ♪ row, row, row your boat
♪ gently down the stream
♪ merrily, merrily,
merrily, merrily ♪
♪ life is but a dream
- Well, the voice is
a little on the girly side--
- So sorry!
- But you work
with what you've got.
Way to b*at
the system, doc!
And shining star.
- [gags]
Um, I think--I think
I swallowed susan.
She's not coming out.
- Still... Not... Working.
- Maybe if we wait long enough
she'll come out,
You know, the other way?
- Ew! Make him hurl!
- I'm afraid
we have bigger problems.
- Maybe for you.
- Your subatomic restructuring
was only temporary.
In ten minutes,
You'll revert to normal size.
And thus my head will explode.
- Still not going the other way!
- So...How'd I do?
- I'm on my sixth red pen.
You spelled
your own name with two "o"s.
- Way to go, boob.
- If I sing a prolonged series
Of very specific auditory tones,
That might eject you
from my esophagus.
- You are going to sing me out?
You?
- The irony is not
lost on me, susan.
[beeps]
- "x marks the spot"?
- The showstopper
from tic tac toe,
The musical.
- I hate that show!
That song is nauseating!
- Let us hope so.
For I must sing it now,
note for note.
Our very lives depend on it.
- All the confidence
in the world, doc.
You're gonna nail this.
But if you don't, can I have
your thing that goes--
Vzzzzzz, vzzzzzz, vzzzzzz?
What's that thing called?
It's cool.
- Breathe in, breathe out.
Perhaps
a simple art project.
All you need to do is glue
the macaroni to the can.
There is absolutely
no wrong way to--aah!
- Help! Help!
I did it wrong!
Ms. Klngpuffr? You here?
- Enough.
I admit defeat.
Not everyone can be taught.
- So we're all learning
something today. Oop!
[squishy thud]
- ♪ they say cheating's
just a game ♪
♪ and winning's
all that ma-- ♪
I-I can't do it.
- Sing! I can't control
this much longer!
- You've gotta sing, doc!
You don't have a choice.
- Yes, herbert.
You don't have a choice.
- Time to sing
or get off the pot.
- [sighs]
here we go.
♪ they say cheating's
just a game ♪
♪ and winning's
all that matters ♪
♪ but winning's not so sweet
♪ if my honor is in tatters
♪ I thought my plan so clever
♪ certain no one would suspect
♪ but you saw me erase
your center "o" ♪
♪ and substitute my "x"
♪ mama told me cheating's
♪ not the right way to go
♪ that's no way to win
at life ♪
♪ let alone tic tac and toe
- Ah.
- Uh! Stop!
- Whoa, whoa!
- Bring it on home, doc.
- ♪ that's no way to win
at life ♪
♪ let alone tic tac and toe
♪ whoa, whoa, whoa
[gags]
- ugh.
I have never needed a shower
more than this moment.
- Did I pass?
- You were off-key, flat,
And for some reason,
You saw fit to regurgitate
a full-grown woman.
I'm giving you
a "d" minus minus.
- Which is a passing grade.
Huzzah!
- Looks like you're back
in the mad science game.
- Way to go, herbert!
- Excuse me,
my name is dr. Cockroach.
[evil laugh]
[squishy thud]
[futuristic music]
♪
01x11 - It Got Out of Hand; The Sound of Fear
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American computer-animated television series based on the 2009 DreamWorks Animation film of the same name.
American computer-animated television series based on the 2009 DreamWorks Animation film of the same name.