01x23 - Debtor Alive!; The Grade That Wouldn't Pass!

[bunniefuu]

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Monsters vs. Aliens ♪
[cackles]

♪ Monsters vs. Aliens ♪

♪ MVA ♪

Yes!
Fish man needs his muscle fuel.

What? That was my last dollar!

[grunting]

All right. No way!

Come... on... you... dumb...

Ah!

Wait. I can solve
this with my intellect.

[whirring]

Got me a mind like Einstein.

- Peculiar.
- Keep moving, kid.

This is between me and the vendo-thief.

If you require snack funds,
I can loan you some Earth currency.

See? Oink oink.

That's adorable, but
I wouldn't feel right

borrowing from your
little kid allowance.

Do not worry. My planet's
money is worth more on Earth.

Current Mr. Piggy savings
are estimated at...

$ quadrillion.

[exclaims]

Guys! Piggybank! Moolah!

Allowance! Vending!

Alien dineros!
Snacks everywhere!

Whoa!

[belches]
Thanks, B.O.B.

Now, you were calmly saying?

Sqweep's a quadro-gagillionaire.
We're stinking rich!

Nope. Nuh-uh.
Not in B.O.B.'s house.

I don't trust this money.

People are always high-falutin'
around with their money.

Not for me.

That's why I pay for
everything in B.O.B. bucks.

Here, Link.
Buy yourself something nice.

Oh, come on. Take it off.

My... my massive lats are in the way.

Hmm, how shall I
get my evil on today?

Hmm?
Fudgie budgies. Mine!

[slurps]

Don't get any ideas, Link.

Sqweep is stinking rich, not us,
so no crazy "Linky likey" schemes.

Suze, I would never...
even for $ quadrillion.

[screams]
[cash register dings]

$ quadrillion?
That level of funding could finance

some fantastically posh evil-doing.

[cackles]

And I'm such a posh evil-doer.

[laughs]

[gobbles]

Child, give me $ million.

Oh, you wish to borrow
currency too, Coverton?

Um, yes.

I wish to "borrow," and I
"promise" I will "pay it back."

[snickers]

- Are you engaging in sarcasm?
- Mm, uh...

- "no."
- Okay. [buttons beeping]

[cash register dings]
Mine!

[laughs]

Borrowing from a kiddie bank,
bread-head?

Coverton's got to eat.

Well, I am shocked,
shocked and appalled by your...

Here's the $ mil you
asked to borrow, Link.

The Link's got to eat too, you see.

[hip-hop music]
# Yeah #

♪ yo ♪
♪ yeah ♪

♪ yo ♪

♪ yo ♪

♪ check it out ♪
♪ yo! ♪

[electric guitar chord blaring]

[laughing evilly]

♪ yeah ♪

♪ yo ♪
♪ yeah ♪

♪ yo ♪
♪ check it out ♪

♪ yo ♪
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Oh, yeah.
Linky likey.

Hey, who's blocking...

Buds!
Allow me to welcome you

to the relaxing shores of
Isla de link.

[purrs]

- You bought an island?
- Yeah, buddy!

Looked a lot bigger in the brochure,
but it was way expensive.

Even came with a baby volcano.
Check it.

[laughing]

What happened to "no crazy schemes"?

Indeed. At least when
Susan and I borrowed money,

it was for sound
investment opportunities.

Don't get all up in the...
Wait a minute.

You guys hit up the piggy too?

Yeah, but not for crazy things.

I just needed a little start-up cash
for my bedazzled cupcake bakery.

Ta-da!
Get some glitter in your belly.

It's a really underserved market.

And I purchased the world's
oldest chunk of discarded refuse,

which will only grow in value...

Mm, provided I don't eat it.

Well, looks like we should
all be ashamed of ourselves.

Or not. I'm cool.

Attention, personnel.
Incoming alien craft.

Emergency arrival procedures ASAP!

Eyes on the skies, men.

Bogey is on a direct course
for our Earth-lovin' patooties.

Whatever comes out, you
go fast and you go hard...

[whispers] It's behind you.

[screams]
Oh my Momma-Monger!

Bubblegum greetings.

On behalf of Epsilon- 's
management, I am Pip.

What in the hoo-hah is a Pip?

I am. I just said it.
I am Pip.

He's my financial planner.

My card.
Scratchy, scratchy, sniff.

[sniffing]

Yuck!

Pip manages my allowance
and piggybank accounts.

- Business hugs?
- Business hugs.

Well, I was expecting an invasion.

And, frankly, I am disappointed.

- Come on, men.
- Sir, shouldn't we stay...

Keep moving.
I owe the kid a benjamin.

I have come for the joyous task

of collecting the
loanings you owe my client.

Say it with me now.
"Hooray for interest!"

Uh, did... um, d...
[all muttering]

I mean, I didn't think we'd
have to do that this soon.

Yeah, I'm still kind of perfecting
my glitter-to-batter ratio.

Yeah, and Isla de Link...
[purrs]

is gonna have chief exports
any day now. Whatever those are.

I ate my investment.
[belches] No regrets.

I do not understand.
You cannot pay me back?

For shame!

Ow!

Oh, do not fret, client.

Let old Pip unfuffle
this lending kerfuffle.

- Go on. Skedaddle.
- [brightly] Oh, okay.

Suze, he said "skedaddle."

Pretty sure we can take him.

Since you cannot pay
your debt, I regret that

I must now cheerfully
repossess your commodities

for sale at the galactic marketplace.

The amphibian man's gravity
will sell for oodles.

Flee! Flee!

[all yelling]

Wait up.

Ow! Ow!

Hey!

What the hey is the
galactic marketplace?

An alien outpost that resells
unusual and intangible items.

Anything can be bought there.

- But who would buy Link's gravity?
- The Helium Noids of Toi.

Don't worry, guys.
I've already got the perfect plan

to get us out of this mess.

Ah!

Such focused concentration.
I'll take that.

Concentration?
There's no way you can take...

Oh, shiny.

[all scream]

[laughs]
Susan!

Okay, trash is awesome,
but this is no time for...

Whoa. This is shiny.

Susan, focus.
You must use all of your willpower

- to concentrate.
- Right. Concentrating now.

Sorry, guys.

It's hard to concentrate
on controlling my pow...

Whoo!

Whoo-hoo! Oh, let's ride
the Susan coaster again!

Wait a sec.
The receipt for le Isla de Link!

- So?
- So I tossed the receipts

for everything I bought.
Maybe if we find them,

we can return our
stuff and pay back Pip.

Ingenious. Hurry, chaps!

Excavate and extricate our salvation.

Oh, good idea.
And I'll keep a lookout.

Nothing gets past my eye.

Pip-a-boo.

[both babble]

Impressive vocabulary.
I'll take that.

Faffle gopple?
Floppity. Floppity floo floo floo.

Ooh, the Loquations
of planetoid Verbia

will spendy-spend for this.

Not again!

[gasps]

- What have you taken from Coverton?
- Only your dignity.

- I'm humiliating me.
- Oh, my gosh, levers!

[babbling]

Guys, these levers make

really funny word sounds
when I pull them.

[babbling]

[screams] Quick!

Stop me from posting this to my profile.

Upload complete.

Floognog!

Still no sign of him.
Coast is clear, guys.

Gut, don't fail me now.

[belching]

Listen up, you little swindler.
This all started 'cause of me,

so if you're looking for payback,
you can take it from the fish man.

You are nobly offering
more personal commodities

- as payment?
- My modesty alone is

probably worth a fortune,
'cause it's the best.

So go on and... ow!

- What is this?
- Oh, that's just a B.O.B....

Shh!

Don't-ay tell-ay him-ay
about-ay my fortune-ay, okay-ay?

- You possess fortune?
- Who told?

Well, this unfuffles everything.

If you transfer this fortune to me,

- all debts are happily repaid.
- Nah, I'm good.

[warbling]

[screams]

[laughs]
Okay, you know what?

My friends are worth more than money.

You got a deal, blue squeak.
Do you accept checks?

[laughs]

Words.

Valued client,
your account is repaid.

Thank you for choosing
Epsilon allowance management

for all your piggybanking needs.

- Business hugs.
- Business hugs.

Bye, Pip. Love you.

Well, that was easy.

Yeah, except now you got to pay
my financial planner.

Ah!
[snarls]