[male narrator] Space.
Some call it the final frontier.
Others call it the
moon's playground.
All I know is it's a great
place for tellin' stories.
- But I'm gettin' ahead of myself.
- [horns honks]
This story starts in the
biggest city out there,
aptly named Big City,
where an out of place country
family of meager means
is about to have the
adventure of a lifetime.
- Oh, look there! That's Cricket Green.
- Hey!
[male narrator] The family's thrill
seekin' and unpredictable son.
Ah-ha! Come on, you guys.
The faster we harvest
these veggies,
the sooner we can hit the road.
- [male narrator] Ah, Bill Green.
- [Bill sighs]
A loving father and
overwhelmed farmer.
Cricket, are those
apples in your...
- Oh, it is.
- Mmm-hmm.
Papa, if you listen closely,
do you think it's possible to
hear what a carrot is thinkin'?
[male narrator
chuckling] Tilly Green.
The unique and
whimsical daughter.
Um, let's just finish
loadin' the truck, sweetie.
Okay.
[male narrator] And Gramma.
- The Gramma.
- [chuckles]
[male narrator] Now
here's the thing,
this family has no idea they're
about to embark on a journey
that is so remarkable, it
is truly out of this...
Dad, that weird guy who's always
narrating our lives is back.
Oh! [chuckles] Well, folks, I've
been spotted. Just remember that...
Get outta here!
[groans] Enjoy
the movie, folks.
[groaning]
Some people just
ain't got no class.
Well, family, our final veggie
delivery is locked and loaded,
which means...
Let me say it. Let me
say it, please, Dad.
- Cricket!
- Let me say it, Dad!
[chuckling] All
right. You can say it.
[inhales sharply] The Greens
are goin' on vacation!
- Vacation?
- [gasps]
Vacation?
Ever since our family left
The farm for
the city so big
Hey!
Each day has
been adventurous
For us and our pig
[snorts]
And our cows, and our goat
and our dog, and our cat
We sell our crops the
whole year through
Survivin' the rat race
Pinch pennies, dimes
and dollars too
Now I gotta get
away from this place
We're goin' on a
Green family vacation
Gonna have the best
time of our lives
On a Green family vacation
Maybe my dad
will let me drive
No chance on Earth.
So where we goin'?
Sorry, guys, can't tell you
It would spoil the surprise
Green family vacation
I can't wait
All right, kids, go
pack your suitcases.
Vacation's about
the exciting and new
And getting all the
fun that you can get
So to make sure this
one's awesome too
I made my dad a pamphlet
It's full of great
ideas for trips
Each one wild and cool
So whichever one Dad picks
it's guaranteed to rule
Which one will be our...
Green family vacation
Maybe surfin'
mile high waves
On a Green family vacation
Or hunting gold in caves
On a Green family vacation
Could be that I'll
soon be braggin'
On a Green family vacation
'Bout ridin'
horses on a dragon
On trips I keep a journal
To note my discoveries
Like the rest stop
where we found Bigfoot
Or the giant
wheel of cheese
Vacation is for
runnin' free
And gettin' into scrapes
Dang leg you best
keep up with me
Better give it extra tape
It'll be so fun to
surprise everyone
With a trip we won't forget
Bill, by all means, I'll
watch Chateau de Greens
And chill here
with your pets
I think of them more as our
friendly livestock than our pets.
You try rhymin' livestock.
See, this is why
we got divorced.
- Hi, Mom.
- Bye, Mom.
Big City, so long!
We're goin' on a
Green family vacation
I'm just ecstatic
On a Green family vacation
It feels so cinematic
Green family vacation
What's in store?
A shark safari?
Green family vacation
- What shall we find?
- Who cares? Let's party
On our Green
family vacation
I could scream,
family vacation!
On a Green family vacation
I can't wait!
Papa, where are we goin'?
If you don't tell me
right now, I'll explode!
Please, tell us, Papa!
Okay, here it is.
- [all gasp]
- We are going
on the exact same sightseeing
road trip we went on last year!
What?
Sorry, I must still have that
family of caterpillars in my ear
because it sounded like
you said we're going
on the same road trip
vacation as last year.
I figured we had such a good
time, why not do it again?
- It was fun.
- Yeah, sure. Why not?
Who cares about last
year's vacation?
We already did it.
I thought we were gonna do
something new. Something exciting.
Oh, what about all
my vacation ideas?
You mean the doodles on
that brochure you made?
Hey, it's a...
Pamphlet
Didn't you like any of my ideas?
Cricket, your vacation
ideas are reckless.
Not to mention, dangerous.
Name one thing that's dangerous
about base jumping
off Mount Rushmore.
- [Tilly inhales sharply]
- We'd have parachutes. [chuckles]
Look, this road trip will
be safe, and fun, and...
Oh, remember the fun meters?
Oh, oh, here we go.
Oh, oh, oh, mine's
goin' off the charts!
Dad, not the fun meter.
My fun meter is open-minded
and my journal is
open for business.
The business of collectin'
precious memories, that is.
I don't care where we're goin',
as long as it's not here.
That's the spirit, g*ng.
What's more fun
than predictability?
Everything. Everything is more
fun than predictability. [sighs]
Off to a bad start.
[Gramma] Wait, before
we start our road trip,
we gotta deliver
veggies to BigTech?
Their CEO lady is a real freak.
Well, that freak is our
best payin' customer.
So, let's make
this last delivery
and get our vacation
on the road!
- Whoo-hoo!
- Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
[groans]
Hello? Ms. Zapp?
Where is everyone?
Wow! Must've walked in
on somethin' important.
- Wow.
- [male announcer] Give it up
for BigTech CEO, Gwendolyn Zapp.
It's me, Gwendolyn Zapp.
And here at BigTech, we're always
striving for a better tomorrow.
Now let me ask you
this, what is space?
Former NASA astronaut
Scott Kelly here.
I've spent a year in space,
and I still can't
say what it is.
Very confusing.
Security, get Scott
Kelly out of here.
Anyway, space isn't just where
we send our trash anymore.
Sayonara, garbo.
Space is full of possibilities.
Now, like the
naysayers who I fired,
you may be saying, "People can't
survive in space, Gwendolyn.
There's no food or shelter!"
And you're right. That's
where BigTech comes in.
We have successfully created
a food production system
by farming on an asteroid.
I'm talkin' space crops, people.
- Dang!
- Wow!
These celestial
veggies will be grown
with our very own
state-of-the-art farmbots.
Howdy, it's harvesting time.
- Whoa!
- Incredible!
So we got food, but
what about shelter?
Allow me to introduce BigTech's
crowning outer space achievement,
our very own Space Hotel.
[audience cheering]
What now?
It's a hotel, and get
this, it's in space!
This cosmic high-end vacation resort
offers every possible amenity,
including a floating
infinity pool,
zero gravity conga lines, and little
shampoo bottles that know your name.
What's up, Jared?
[gasps]
Oh, my gah!
That'd be the best
vacation ever.
Reservations start
at... [grunts]
The insanely low price of
only $10 million a night.
[grunts] Oh, man, who would
even have that many dollars?
- [Remy] Hey, Cricket.
- Remy?
Good to see you. Whoa!
[chuckling] Easy
does it, buddy.
What the heck are
you doin' here?
My family is going
to the Space Hotel.
I cannot wait to get up there
and join that conga line.
I've never done one before,
but I feel like my curvaceous
body was built for it.
I am so jealous.
Not so much about
the conga line,
but more about the truly unique
experience of goin' to space.
Okay, that's it,
I'm comin' with you.
Sorry, Remy, but you're
gonna have to make room.
Cricket! Now is not the
time to play suitcase.
We have a vegetable
delivery to finish.
Bye, Cricket.
Have fun on Earth.
[man] All right,
that's a wrap, people.
Whoo! Great
presentation, everyone.
Everything's goin'
off without a hitch.
My ideas have finally
come to fruition.
Uh, bad news, Ms. Zapp. You know
the farmbots on the asteroid?
Do I ever? They're perfect!
- They're malfunctioning.
- Say what now?
They won't harvest any of the
space crops no matter what we do.
Is this a fruit?
Well, that's no good. I
need that cosmic produce.
This initiative cannot fail!
[male assistant grunts]
If the farmbots can't harvest those
crops, then I need someone who can.
But who?
The Greens are here.
To deliver your produce order.
Gosh, that spotlight is bright.
Here's your order, Ms. Zapp.
[male assistant groans]
[gasps] Of course!
Green family!
How would you like
to go to space?
[all gasp]
As in outer space?
Where the sun and the moon live
with their friends, the stars?
Uh-huh. Sure, kid.
You see, I've got a team
of robots on an asteroid,
but turns out they lack
that human touch. [gibbers]
A touch that you as
human farmers have.
So, I wanna send you up to my
beautiful, stinky space rock
to harvest some crops
for me. What do you say?
[stammers] Is that
even a question?
Yes! Yes, we have to go.
This is the perfect
vacation for us.
Ms. Zapp, I think
you must be confused.
Our produce may be out of this
world, but we're not astronauts.
Look, if there's one
thing I'm positive of,
it's that it would be much harder
to teach astronauts to farm
than teach farmers to astronaut.
[gasps] I've been
saying that for years.
Cricket.
Dad, this is a once
in a lifetime chance.
We could be the first
farmers in space.
The first Greens in space.
It'd be so much more fun
than a repeat road trip.
Sorry, ma'am, but sendin'
country folk like us into space
would be downright irresponsible,
not to mention dangerous.
- But, Dad...
- Besides
we have a perfectly
adequate vacation planned.
Now let's go, family.
But... [sighs]
Don't worry, brother, there'll be
plenty of space on the open road.
Hmm.
Y'all go on ahead. I need
to, uh, tie my shoes.
Hey, Ms. Zapp? Ms. Zapp.
Oh, yes, Crumpet
Green. Bob's son.
Uh, sure, and business
partner. [chuckles nervously]
Listen, Gweny, baby, my dad was
just playin' hardball back there.
Space travel would obviously be an
incredible opportunity for my family.
Bill Green just wants
you to sweeten the deal.
I see. So instead of offering
you nothing, you want something.
Picture this. We harvest
your space crops,
and in exchange, we get a
free stay at the Space Hotel.
Hmm. Well, we wouldn't have to
pay you for anything else, so...
Crimper Green,
you've got a deal!
[whispering indistinctly]
Ah, I'm told I need to disclose
that while space is
a thrill-a-minute
filled with endless
possibilities,
it's also full of
dangers untold.
You sure your
family's up for this?
Absolutely. Beam us up.
Excellent. And to be clear, we
won't actually beam you anywhere.
We've tried that and,
whoa, what a mess.
Okay, everyone, strap in 'cause
we're officially on vacation
in three, two, one...
- Dad!
- [screaming]
I've got something to tell ya!
Cricket! Throwing yourself
against stuff is not safe, son.
That's why I made you that
[grunts] bubble wrap helmet.
Sorry, Dad. Popped
that weeks ago.
But I come to you now with
a compromise of a lifetime!
Ms. Zapp said that even
though you were a dum-dum,
her words not mine, for
rejecting her offer,
she'll let us try her brand new
top-of-the-line BigTech space simulator!
- Space simulator?
- Ooh. Tell Tilly more.
Yeah, it's a ride that makes you
feel like you're goin' to space
without actually goin' anywhere.
It's all fake.
Buckle up, Cricket.
We gotta hit the road if
we're gonna beat the traffic.
Wait, Dad, you're not listening.
I promise this will be fun.
Hmm. "Fun."
Uh, yeah. And, uh, my fun
meter's dropping dangerously low.
[chuckles] All right.
Anything for the fun meter.
But let's make this quick. Where
exactly is this little simulator?
- [all] Wow!
- Oh, my!
That's the simulator?
They spared no expense,
Dad. Just keep drivin'.
Almost there. And perfect.
Wow, they really went
all out with this.
[grunts]
[all yell]
[Cricket laughing]
[Bill] Hey! Watch
what you're grabbin'.
[gasps] Space suit.
Space suit. Space suit.
- Yeah.
- Oh.
[all exclaiming]
[Cricket] Hang on now.
[all yelling]
[male space shuttle operator]
Checks complete. Clear for launch
This is not a simulation.
Repeat, not a simulation.
Did they just say
"not a simulation?"
Oh, they have to say that 'cause that's
what they'd say if this was real.
Okay.
[male space shuttle operator]
Begin launch sequence in ten, nine,
eight, seven...
Cricket was right.
This is fun.
Wake me up when it's over.
- Hmm.
- [squealing]
[male space shuttle
operator] one, Ignition.
[all screaming]
[male space shuttle
operator] We have lift-off.
This simulation
feels... [sighs]
so... [sighs] real! [screams]
[all screaming]
Yeah!
Now that's a cheek ripplin'!
[automated female voice]
Outer space achieved.
[all exclaiming]
[chuckles] We're floating!
I mean, this simulation is
pretty cool, huh, family?
Wow. What a discovery.
A simulated moon. Identical
in every way to the real moon.
Whoops. Hey, Mr. Pen,
get back here, you.
[scoffs] You call that a moon?
I got a better moon than that,
and this one's big and yella!
Oh, stop your spinnin', Alice!
Hang on, Ma. I'm comin'.
Why am I on the ceiling?
You did it, Cricket Green.
[automated female voice]
Artificial gravity activated.
- [all] Huh? [yelling]
- [all grunt]
[all groan]
[groans] This simulation may
be fake, but my nausea is real.
I'd better step outside
to get some air.
- Uh, I wouldn't...
- [Bill screams]
- Dad!
- Papa!
[gasps] My journal!
Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!
What is happening?
- Okay, that seemed pretty real.
- Dad!
[alarm blaring]
[all] Whoa!
[screaming]
[Bill breathing heavily]
[Bill whimpers and grunts]
[all] Wow.
[Bill groaning]
[woman] Exiting the ship
without authorization
is against Zapp-stronaut rules.
Whoa.
[woman] But I'll let it slide
since we haven't covered them yet.
Who are you?
I am Commander Colleen Voyd
here to guide you on your
incredibly noble BigTech mission.
Wait, "mission?" Cricket?
Oh, well, [chuckles nervously] she
means the simulated mission to...
Okay, we're in space.
We're in space?
Space! Space!
[echoing] Space! Space!
Space! Space! Space!
Correct, space.
But not just any
region of space,
we're onboard the SS Gwendolyn.
A one of a kind spacecraft designed
personally by Ms. Zapp herself
to feature the latest
in BigTechnology.
[line ringing]
Hi, Green family!
I hope you... Oh.
I forgot to put anything
in this sandwich.
It's just bread.
[chuckles] I just wanted to call
and thank you for volunteering
to take on this crucial crop saving
mission for us. Very generous.
[whistles and
grunts] All right.
Ms. Zapp, there's been
a misunderstanding.
You see, my son duped you and duped
my family. He's a duper, ma'am.
I prefer the term scamp.
We're farmers. We
don't belong in space.
I'm sorry, but I'm
gonna have to ask
that you turn this space
ship around immediately.
I'd be happy to.
All you need to do to go home is pay
back the cost of the rocket fuel which is
[shouting] $2 billion!
Uh, hang on. Just let me
check the bank account.
Hmm. I'm sad to
say we're short.
Looks like we'll have to
[gulps] do your space mission.
Yes!
[heavy metal music playing]
- [engine starts]
- [engine revs]
- [tires screech]
- [music stops]
Just FYI, Terry
wanted his latte iced.
Then why would you stand there
- and watch me...
- [bell dinging]
- Hey, pal, would you hold this for me?
- Yes, ma'am.
Nancy Green? I never
get to hang with Nancy.
She's like the cool
mom I never had.
I want her to like me so badly.
- Get out. You're done. Goodbye.
- [scoffs] Okay.
Hey, Gloria, I'll
take a black coffee,
and make it extra
black like a nightmare.
You got it, Nancy. One
nightmare-chino comin' right up.
Why would you say that? That
was stupid, stupid. [screams]
[chuckles] So, I heard you're
stuck house sitting. [grunts]
Yeah, it's Bill's turn to
take the kids on vacation.
Knowin' him,
they're probably off
doin' somethin' safe
and responsible.
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! This is
so unsafe and irresponsible!
- Bill?
- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
This just in, local
yokels in space.
To hear more about
this scary mission,
let's hear from BigTech
CEO Gwendolyn Zapp.
That's right, lady, my hugely
successful company BigTech
has just sent the
first human farmers
to harvest crops on an asteroid.
It'll be a great test to see how our
tech holds up with the average citizen.
Let's see what happens
when I hit all the buttons.
- [grunts and chuckles]
- [alarm blaring]
What are you doing?
What?
This doesn't make any sense.
Bill took the kids to space?
He's Mr. Play-It-Safe.
Yeah. He once slapped a banana out of
my hand because it was "too sharp."
I've got a bad feeling. I'm goin'
to BigTech to get some answers.
Wait, let me come with you.
I know you and I haven't
had much one-on-one time,
but I've spent so much time
with your family. I can help.
We'd make a great team.
[gasps] Ooh. We'd
be the dream team.
[yelping]
[chuckles nervously and grunts]
Thanks, Gloria, but, um, looks
like you've got your hands full.
I should do this alone.
Um, okay. See you, bestie.
I mean, uh, Nancy. I mean,
uh... [chuckles nervously]
Cringe.
The Greens on a space
mission? This is insane!
Cricket, I can't believe you
did something so reckless.
Our vacation is ruined.
Looks like I have
a new discovery.
Brotherly betrayal.
[sighs] But I no longer have
a journal to document it.
Yeah, I'm as steamed
as a crab pot.
This made my fake
leg all flappy.
What the...
Your shoddy prosthetic
leg has disintegrated
under the immense
G-force of the launch.
Yeah, that ain't good.
You owe me a new leg, boy!
Listen, we could stand around
and argue about who duped who...
You! It was you!
But just look for one second
where we are right now.
Not only are we in possibly
the coolest place imaginable,
but I got Ms. Zapp to throw in a
free stay at her amazing Space Hotel.
This will be the best vacation
the Green family has ever had.
We are not going to
that kooky hotel.
As soon as this mission is over,
we are headed straight home.
Dad, you're just sayin'
that 'cause you're worried.
But if a country family like
us can take on Big City,
we can definitely handle space.
Negative, recruit. Space
is extremely dangerous.
None of you will survive this mission
unless you learn and follow the rules.
Rules? Well, surely
the most important rule
is to have fun, right, Colleen?
First, you will address
me as "Commander Voyd."
And second, you could
not be more wrong.
Space ain't no vacation
It's a dangerous location
Your only w*apon against
it are these regulations
Unless it's your goal to
stroll into a black hole
Listen to the system
Zapp code, here we go
Don't run, no finger g*ns
no staring at the sun
Stand up straight, hydrate
and always clench your buns
Disinfect to perfection
and always pay attention
Mini golf is off
limits no exceptions
Why do you even have it then?
These are the
Zapp-stronaut rules
Learn them all
Don't be a fool
There's a ton more, y'all
On this rocket there's a ton
of hot inventions that astonish
They're not toys
for little boys
They're locked
up in a closet
A no-brainer don't
touch the cryochamber
It'll freeze you
with its vapor
Like a human popsicle You
might need the hospital
Unless you want your teeth to
chatter so much it's comical
In the cockpit there's
no flying the ship
C ontrols are for those
who know and you know zip
Not asking for the moon
Just don't be a buffoon
Try to steer and you'll
veer us into Neptune
These Zapp-stronaut rules
They'll keep you alive
Don't sit there and drool
There's 8,095
Genius Gwendolyn Z wrote
this guide for you and me
For a better tomorrow
Then we all must follow
these rules to a tee
This initiative
cannot fail
BigTech shall prevail
You hear the rules,
now follow them through
Or you won't live
to tell the tale
All right now, any questions?
[all groan]
[Colleen] Yes, Mr. Green?
I'm feeling a bit
nauseous from all that.
May I use the restroom?
No!
I'll escort you to
the proper facilities.
You three wait here in the
lab and don't break any rules.
[grumbles] "Break any
rules." I'll break you.
Okay, now who's ready
to have a fun vacation?
This is what it would look
like if I had a journal.
[grunts]
[groans] I gotta do somethin'
about the vibes in here. Ooh.
Yep. That'll do it.
[inhales sharply then blows]
Wow, ain't science somethin'.
- [object clatters]
- Huh?
[clattering]
What's this?
- [gasps]
- [rasps]
[squeals and gibbers]
Oh, my gosh, you're beautiful.
But what are you?
Let's see. According to your tag,
you're "Failed Experiment 83."
Originally designed to clean glass,
but instead gained sentience,
"and now destroys all
glass it touches." Really?
Fascinating.
Failed Experiment 83 doesn't
really have a good ring to it.
Instead, I'm gonna
call you Cookie.
'Cause being around
you is a treat.
[retches then grunts]
Oh, Cookie, you'd make a
journal entry for the ages.
But sadly, [sighs] I'm
without my journal.
And this giant wrench is
a less than ideal crutch.
[screams] What is that?
[gibbering]
- Ugh.
- Hey, Tilly. Hey, Gramma. [screams]
- What is that?
- That's what I said.
Rude. Both of ya.
[grunts] Okay, look, I'm sorry this
space vacation's off to a rough start
with Tilly losin' her journal,
and Gramma's leg turnin' to dust.
[both] Mmm-hmm.
But let's see if I can't change
your minds about space with these.
[both gasp]
- A robotic leg?
- A triangle?
- I'll trade ya.
- What?
- Tilly, no. Just wait a second.
- Ooh.
Now what's this
button do? [screams]
Gramma! You okay?
Hot dog! Now we're talkin'.
What else we got
on here? [yelps]
Whoo-hoo! Whoo-hoo!
Whoo-hoo!
- Wha...
- Wha...
Cookie, look, it's some
type of space recorder.
Sure beats Earth journals,
huh? Give it a try.
Space log, entry one.
My name is Tilly Green.
Vacationeer and
new journal owner.
Whether I'm ridin' comets
or explorin' distant worlds,
I now have a way to
document everything.
Thank you, brother.
I'm excited to continue this
space vacation adventure
and see what lies ahead.
Okay, changed my mind.
Space rules. I love space.
Same.
[both] Space! Space!
Space! Space! Space! Space!
Two down, one to go.
Oh, Dad, you ready
to have some fun?
I found all kinds
of neat space junk
including whatever
this thing is. Whoa!
[Colleen] What do you
think you're doing?
As I stated earlier, this trip
to Gwendolyn's farming asteroid
is a serious mission, not
some la-di-da vacation.
No fun will be tolerated.
Uh, you must be joking, right?
That would be considered
fun. So no, I don't joke.
Wow. You're really strict.
Thank you. [grunts]
Ah, jeez. Right
into the dang Sun.
Come on!
And to ensure you stay in line,
I'll be watching
you every second.
I know I just said I'll be
watching you every second
and then immediately left,
but don't let that
undermine my message.
[groans in frustration]
Well, Crickie,
seems Colleen is
gonna get in the way
of our space vacation
happiness. Unless...
[mumbling] We k*ll her.
What? Gramma, no!
We can't k*ll her.
No, no, no. I said
"weed k*ller."
I just noticed this leg
has a gardenin' mode.
[screams] Obey me!
I will help you deal with the Commander,
though. That woman's harshin' my vibe.
I agree, Gramma.
And I think I know
just what to do.
- [squeaking]
- Yep, up to code.
- Colleen!
- [Colleen yelps]
- What is it?
- Oh, it's terrible.
It's so bad, it's not good...
Gramma's in the cryochamber and
she's breakin' Rule Three-twenty...
three?
She'll k*ll us all!
- You're comin' with me.
- Ow!
Yeah, she's right over
there, Colleen. Go get her.
What the...
[yelps] Hey!
Hi.
Let me out! This is
against the rules!
And so is havin' fun.
Sorry, Colleen, I gotta
do this for my family.
No. No!
It worked. And she's alive
and well, so that's good.
Commander Iceberg isn't
gonna bother us anymore.
[Tilly gasps]
Entry 32, a startlin' discovery.
Mutiny is afoot.
Chaos is at hand, and
disaster is in my stomach.
Cricket and Gramma have
betrayed our commander.
You can't prove nothin'!
Scatter!
[screams]
[grunts]
[groans]
Tilly, I know this looks
bad, but it's for Dad.
Colleen was gettin' in
the way of him enjoyin'
this once-in-a-lifetime
space vacation.
Don't you want Dad
to enjoy himself?
Of course I do. How dare
you assume otherwise?
Then you understand our
pro-freeze-the-commander position.
[grunts]
I don't know.
Cricket, don't you think
it's a bit of a crazy idea
freezin' the only person here
who knows how to fly the ship?
It's fine.
The computers run
everything anyway.
And if we get into any real trouble,
we'll let her out right away.
- Well...
- For Dad?
Okay, for Papa. You
have my Tilly blessing.
And you have Cookie's as well.
- Tilly! Too close to me.
- No! No!
Hello, BigTech?
You took my family to space,
- and I have a thousand questions.
- [whirring]
[grunts]
Your family? You
must mean the Greens.
I know you're related
'cause I can read your DNA.
[yells]
Hey! Maybe a little
warning next time.
- [Gwendolyn] Warning!
- [screams]
You might wanna watch
your cholesterol.
What's goin' on?
My family is supposed
to be on a road trip,
not some wackadoo star cruise.
Are they okay?
[mockingly] Are they okay?
- [exclaims]
- [grunts]
This is BigTech. Of
course, they're alive.
Uh, that wasn't my question.
Now, your family volunteered to harvest
vegetables on an asteroid for me.
Welcome to Mission Control.
From here, we
monitor their vitals,
fun levels,
horoscopes, et cetera.
And over here, we're
uploading a patch
to get those pesky
farmbots updated.
This mission's being conducted
with the most expensive, and
therefore, best equipment in the world.
So rest assured,
your family's safe.
- [computerized voice] Danger!
- [alarm blaring]
Then what is this?
All totally routine.
[computerized voice]
This is not routine.
I promise you have nothin'
to worry about, Nancy pants.
[computerized voice]
You should be worried.
Ms. Zapp, you know the patch we uploaded
to fix the malfunctioning farmbots?
Do I ever? It's perfect!
It's full of bugs.
- [grunts]
- We fully lost control of the bots.
Well, that's unfortunate.
Unfortunate? You need to
warn my family right now!
And that concludes
your tour of BigTech.
You're gonna bring my
family home, Ms. Zapp. Whoa!
Bye! Buh-bye!
Buh-buh-di-buh-buh buh-buh-bye!
[breathing heavily]
[Cricket panting]
Dad, bad news. Colleen has
a case of moon poisoning
from, uh, starin' at
the moon too long.
Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
Right? Anyway,
while she's resting her
poor, annoying body,
she said we should
invoke Rule 33, F-U-N,
and have a little fun
before the mission.
Yeah, you go on without me.
I'm kinda in the middle
of somethin' here.
[sighs]
Talk to me, big guy.
[sighs] I'm just bummed that
we're not goin' on the road trip.
I know it would've been
the same as last year,
but I just had so much
fun, you know? [chuckles]
Drivin' all day while you
kids goofed off in the back.
Those were good times.
Yeah. But, Dad, we're
literally in outer space.
We don't have to
redo old memories,
we can create
exciting, new ones.
I guess.
Come on! I got
somethin' to show ya.
- [grunts]
- Oh! Cricket, what?
You just need to be shown
how fun space can be.
Space isn't what
you had in mind
And I understand
your frustration
But kick up your feet
and try to unwind
On your new,
exciting spacecation
[yelling]
Space is great
Space is fun
What's more fun than fun?
Nothing!
Space is the best
The best bar none
I'll convince you
before this song is done
We can deep sea fish
out in the stars
And hope for a big bite
Who knows what
we'll catch out here
Oh look, a satellite
[screaming]
Let's explore an
old abandoned ship
And see what we discover
Wait, is that
a chimpanzee?
This excites me
as an animal lover
[screams then gasps]
It's okay, Dad. It's
okay. Just breathe.
See, you're fine.
Space is great
Space is fun
What's more fun than fun?
Nothing!
So clap along, everyone
Open up your ears And
listen to your son
Finally, we'll bungee jump
Right at the earth below
An adrenaline
rush with a view
That's a pretty
sweet combo
So come on, Dad
You must admit
Other than that
chimpanzee bit
At this point you must see
Just how awesome
space can be
- Yeah!
- Space is great, space is fun
What's more fun than fun?
- [can clanks]
- Huh?
Uh, ignore that stuff
'Cause space is fun
- Ow! Whoa! What the heck is goin' on?
- Ah!
[both grunt]
- Huh?
- [gasps] What the...
Oh, no.
Sweet, sweet potatoes!
We're headed for
an asteroid field!
That's no asteroid field.
That's a...
trashteroid field!
Everybody, back on the ship.
[all grunting]
[all panting]
Oh, my gosh.
Ms. Zapp wasn't kiddin' about
sendin' our trash to space.
And where's the Commander?
[all] Whoa!
Cricket, don't you think it's
time we unfreeze you-know-who?
Tilly, I was this close to getting
Dad on board with this space vacation.
If Colleen gets out,
she'll ruin everything.
Then who is gonna
drive us outta here?
[gasps] That's it.
Dad, you should
drive us outta here.
What? Cricket, what makes you think
I'm qualified to fly a spaceship?
- [rumbling]
- Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
It'll be just like driving the
Kludge on last year's road trip.
You're used to navigating heavy
traffic, dodging roadkill,
and you've driven through
all sorts of crazy weather.
How different can
this really be?
A road trip, huh?
Take the wheel, big guy.
Okay, family, buckle up.
Wait, uh, there aren't
any seat belts. Whoa!
[all screaming]
Whoa! Okay. I got this.
Just like rush hour
on the inter-state.
- [both] Whoa!
- [Cricket shuddering]
Kids, please don't play with the
lights while Daddy's driving.
Road trip, road trip,
just a road trip.
[grunts] Dad, Tilly keeps
kicking me with her legs.
Am not! It was an accident.
Hey, no roughhousing. Don't
make me come back there.
- [horn blaring]
- Whoa!
Hey, watch it buddy! Use
your signal Ever heard of it?
[Tilly screaming]
Papa, look out!
Oh...
[Cricket, Tilly, and
Gramma screaming]
Not on my road trip.
Oh, my gosh!
[Bill] Whoa!
Uh, Daddy's got this.
Daddy's got this.
[alarm blaring]
[Cricket, Tilly, and
Gramma screaming]
Oh, gosh.
A little scrape is
all, it'll buff out.
[Cricket, Tilly, and
Gramma screaming]
[grunting]
Dad, you did it!
- Wow! Great job, Papa.
- I'm finally proud to call you my son.
- Okay, and we're falling.
- [Gramma] Whoa!
[laughs] That was amazing!
Did y'all see that?
- Yeah.
- We saw.
Come here, family.
[female automated voice]
Object approaching.
Oh, my gosh!
It's the Space Hotel!
[Tilly] Is that a
zero gravity pool?
- [slurps]
- [Bill] Look at the space food.
Ooh! There it goes, Martha.
The future of
shuffleboard today.
It's got it all.
[line ringing]
- Hi, Greens.
- [gasps] Remy?
I'm here!
Look outside!
Remy!
We were just getting a ride in
the hotel's courtesy shuttle.
Look at us in space.
Who would have thought?
- Who'da thought?
- Who'da thought?
[Cricket chuckles]
Who'da thought?
[Remy] Who'da thought?
- [Cricket] Who'da thought?
- [Remy] Who'da thought?
[laser charging]
[sighs] Remy, look out!
- They're firing!
- Get outta there.
Don't go into the light!
No, no, it's okay. This
is just the tractor beam.
It's BigTech's
crowning achievement,
and the most powerful force
the world has ever seen.
It's for helping us park.
[all] Ooh.
Tractor beam, huh? Doesn't
look like a tractor to me.
Entry 41, the hotel's giant glowy
grabby thing has grabbed my attention.
Gotta go. I hope to see
you all on the dance floor.
Dad, as soon as we
finish the mission,
we gotta go to the Space Hotel.
It'll be the best vacation ever.
Come on, Bill.
What do you say we keep
the good times rollin'?
Please, Papa?
Oh, I don't know. Let
me consult my fun meter!
[all] Oh!
And my fun meter is
readin' "off the charts!"
[all exclaiming]
Well, we still got
those crops to harvest
But after that the
hotel sounds marvelous
'Cause now I finally see
Just how awesome
space can be
[all] Yay!
You won't regret
this, Dad. I promise.
Now, let's get to that asteroid
and harvest those space crops
so we can enjoy
our space vacation
at that Space Hotel.
There's a sentence I
never thought I'd say.
- [all laughing]
- Oh, Papa.
[Greens chanting]
Space! Space! Space!
Nancy? Nancy? Nancy!
Gloria. [shushes]
Right, right. Yeah,
cool. [chuckles]
The coffees you asked for.
I'm excited you called 'cause
you said you were doing it alone,
but you probably liked
the dream team idea...
Gloria, my entire
family is in space.
I had no one else to call.
I mean, like, you
still called me though.
So... Eh? Eh? Yeah? [chuckles]
Focus. Look, those BigTech
jokers know I'm onto them,
and now I can't show
my face around here.
- Oof.
- I need your help breakin' in.
You got it. But how?
Coffee delivery for Gwendolyn...
[screaming] I feel
it in my brain.
- Be cool.
- Huh?
[female automated voice] Access
granted. Welcome to BigTech.
Dream team.
Aren't you so glad that
you called [squeals] me...
[female automated voice]
Nancy Green detected.
What do we do?
Brace yourself.
Wait, why? Why are you backing
up? Why are you... [yells]
Ha!
Now, that's what I call
a strong brew. [chuckles]
[exclaims] That was so good.
Did that just come to you? Why can't
I ever think of cool things to say?
Beep, bop, boop, boop,
boop, boop, beep, bop, beep
- Uh, Ms. Zapp?
- Mmm-hmm?
We've uncovered the source of the
farmbots' malfunctioning code.
Instead of programming
the bots to farm,
well, there was a typo.
[gasps]
Well, that's no good.
Listen up, lady. I know somethin'
went wrong with your bots.
So warn my family right now
or we're gonna have a problem.
Excuse me, do you have
clearance... [yells]
We're the dream team, son,
and don't you forget it.
Nancy Green, don't worry.
Your family's safe.
See for yourself.
They're landing on my
farming asteroid right now.
Whoa!
- [all] Wow.
- Would you look at that.
[Cricket] This is amazing!
Cricket Green takes his first
step on an asteroid in space.
[grunts] Whoa, whoa! Yep,
there I go. Little help?
Cricket, take gentle steps
or you're gonna float away.
[chuckles] Okay.
Don't forget, after this we
get to go to the Space Hotel.
Oh, man. Best vacation ever.
Indeed. Although, where
are all the farming robots?
Probably slackin'
off. Lazy oafs.
Oh, there's some. Those
two look quite active.
- Die.
- Die.
- Die.
- Die.
Well, that's not how
you use a trowel.
These robots need our
help more than I thought.
[Gramma] They certainly
made a mess of things.
[Cricket] Luckily,
the Greens are here.
- Yeah!
- [Bill] That's us.
Holy smokes! Look at
these space silos.
They grow crops in there?
This is... I mean, it's
just... I can't even...
Happy you're happy,
big guy. Let's go.
Looks like this is the way in.
Guess we'll see
if anybody's home.
[beeping erratically]
[chuckles] Sorry, pal.
Break time's over.
[all laughing]
Uh, where to now?
[screaming]
[groans] Well, I'll be.
- [all] Whoa!
- Just look at this place!
We can walk on the
ceiling, or the ground.
Depends on your perspective.
All right, Greens.
Let's get farmin'.
Way ahead of you, boy.
One for the cause,
one for Cookie.
[chomps]
I can't believe I'm
farmin' in space.
I mean, this is a space
carrot. I'm havin' so much fun!
Yeah, my fun meter is
reaching maximum capacity.
[Bill laughs] Mine too!
Eh, don't mind if I do.
Huh? Hey. Hey, come on. Gimme.
[farmbot] Organic
life detected.
Rutabaga? Close enough.
[grunts then yelps]
Uh, guys, something's wrong
with the robots. [yelps]
- Uh, what now?
- Spaghetti squash, must plant.
Monkey shoe, must
jump. [chuckles]
It is fun to say silly things.
Entry 67, I'm beginning to
think these farming robots
do not have my best
interest in mind.
Time to prune.
Hypothesis
confirmed. [screams]
[grunts] The farmbots
have gone crazy!
[grunts] They're
tryin' to plant us.
- Errant tomato.
- Errant tomato.
- [screams]
- [screams] How do we get outta here?
- Butternut squash, must plant.
- Whoa! [grunts]
I ain't goin' to the ground
till I'm good and ready.
Ha!
[silo powering down]
We got an exit,
boys. Follow me!
Oh, no, not again.
[Greens screaming]
Get my family outta there before
those evil robots k*ll them.
Relax, I'll just
call Commander Voyd.
She'll take care of everything.
Hello, Commander?
Uh, I need you to take
care of everything.
Hello? Hello? Hello?
Commander? Commander?
Commander? Hello?
[all panting]
- Ma, the door!
- What?
Not today, bozo.
- Let's get off this rock.
- Right.
[female automated voice]
Launch sequence failed.
- "Failed"?
- Wait a second.
Let me try somethin' else.
[yelling]
[female automated voice]
Error! Error! Error!
Something's not working.
[Colleen] You're not working.
[shivers and breathes heavily]
- Commander Voyd?
- Oh, boy.
It's a good thing someone on the
ship has a little common sense.
Sorry, Cricket. I had to
release her. We need her help.
Release her? I thought
she had moon poisoning.
I'll tell you what happened.
Your son locked me
in the cryochamber.
- What?
- Don't listen to her!
That's the sickness talking.
Must've spread to her brain.
No, Cricket. It's
time to fess up.
It's true. I helped the boy.
And I conspired to keep it a
secret like the monster I am.
Sorry, Papa.
Ugh, Cricket.
Dad, I can explain.
I mean, I had to do it.
Colleen was gettin' in
the way of our vacation.
Of course. Of course!
This is exactly like you.
Someone stands in the way of what
you want, so you steamroll 'em.
You didn't wanna
go on my road trip,
so you tricked us into space.
But you were havin' a good time.
Boys, let's just table this
for now. We got company.
Oh, gosh.
We gotta get this
spaceship moving.
Let's head to the
remote terminal.
Come on!
- [banging]
- [vocalizes]
I know, Cookie.
I'm scared, too.
So, what do we do now?
There's our problem.
Garbage has clogged the engines
and blew out a thruster,
which would not have happened
if I had been here to navigate
the trashteroid field.
- [loud banging]
- Whoa!
- Whoa!
- [sighs]
Let me check the camera feeds.
They're getting closer.
We don't have much time.
- [loud banging]
- [Tilly trembling]
Then we better fix that
thrust-a-ma-call-it fast.
The de-trashification
process will take hours.
Hours we don't have.
- Commander Voyd.
- [grunts] Ms. Zapp?
That's me. Glad to
finally get ahold of you.
It's been really
hard for some reason.
No biggie. We've been
tracking your mission.
Only just now learned
how dangerous the
malfunctioning farmbots are.
We definitely did not
know about this earlier.
[Nancy] She's lying!
Anyhoo, I see the ship's
thrusty has gone busty.
Trouble with the
space garbo, huh?
Yes, ma'am.
Hmm, in that case, why don't
you use the emergency escape pod
to complete the mish, huh?
[chuckles] Do it now!
Of course, Ms. Zapp.
There's an escape
pod? Thank goodness.
Only one seat, huh? Well, if
we squeeze in, I'm sure...
Oh. Or we can have the vegetables be in
the seat. Guilty of doin' that before.
Uh, Commander, you sure
there's room for all of us...
- [all exclaiming]
- Oh, man.
- Mission accomplished, Ms. Zapp.
- Nice.
What? You didn't
accomplish squat!
You're supposed to save us!
[Colleen] To the contrary.
Getting the crops safely
to BigTech is the mission.
And Zapp-stronaut rules state
the mission always comes first.
Even ahead of our own lives?
[Gwendolyn laughing maniacally]
Yes. Especially ahead
of your own lives.
Anyhoo, nice work,
Commander. You saved the day.
And by day, I mean the thing
I care about, my space crops.
- It is my duty, nay, my honor to...
- 'Kay, bye!
That Commander, always
a hoot and a half.
Hey, what about my family?
You need to turn that escape
pod around for them right now.
Hmm. No can do.
Your family will
either figure it out,
or they'll have sacrificed
themselves for a noble cause.
[chuckles] It's a win-win.
How can you value a bunch of
space plants over people's lives?
Oh, you wanna know why I care so
much about these space plants?
- Mmm...
- Not really, no.
I'll tell you why.
It all started when I
was in kindergarten,
AKA, a breeding
ground for mediocrity.
But I rose above all those little
nose pickers because I had ideas.
When I was born
The doctor looked
at me and said
He could've sworn
There were two
brains inside my head
'Cause it was big
It was so big and
full of dreams
She'll have ideas
She'll turn things
into smart machines
[gasps] And he was right.
You wanna know how smart I was?
That doctor wasn't
a he, it was a she.
And that doctor was me.
Yeah, I delivered myself!
Let's find a way to get that
escape pod back to the asteroid.
My future was bright
All the kids
looked up to me
I had foresight
I was a visionary
But then one day
When I thought
I had it all
There came Ms. Kay
And she made me
feel so very small
[Gwendolyn] She was my
kindergarten teacher, you see.
And I drew a picture.
A picture of the future, when I would
one day grow vegetables in space.
And you know what she did?
She laughed and said, "What
a cute little fantasy."
So now you see
It was Ms. Kay who
crushed my dreams
But that fueled me
To take my life
to great extremes
I've devoted each day
To space cabbage and kale
But it was the only way
To get revenge
on a major scale
Which again is why
this initiative
Cannot fail
Wait, is that, like, your
teacher from the song?
Hello, I seem to have
gotten lost in your floor.
At last we meet again,
my sworn nemesis.
"Nothing but a cute
little fantasy," huh?
Well, what's a fantasy
now, you old cow? [laughs]
[repeating] What do
we do? What do we do?
Look, family, it's
obvious what we should do.
We go out there and we
show those bots who's boss.
They're not that scary.
- [screams]
- Howdy, folks.
[all scream]
D-I-E-I-O.
That glass isn't gonna
hold them for long.
Come on, let's move
to the cargo bay.
Ah, we're doomed.
Let's face it. Commander
Voyd Of Intelligence
cost us our only way outta here.
Need I remind you none
of this would've happened
had you not frozen
every cell in my body!
There must be
somethin' we can do.
To stand any chance of making it off
this charred piece of space dust,
we gotta hit these
toasters where it hurts.
The off button.
Let me show you.
[gasps] You did it!
- That was just the lights.
- Oh.
There's a k*ll switch
in the main power core
that will shut down
every single farmbot.
But it's all the way
on the other side.
We'd never make it on foot.
Oh, great. I guess
we'll just die.
Ma...
Or...
we can drive.
Guys, we're in. We're...
- Do you think they can see...
- We see you. Get 'em.
- [Greens scream]
- Time to move.
[tires screeching]
[Cricket] Yeah!
Wow! That thruster's
got some kick.
You think it'll
hold on the back?
Well, I did use my
best bungee cords.
But I'm havin' trouble
with the steering.
That's because you
steer with this.
The whole system is
tied to the tablet.
Ooh, let me drive.
I think you've steered
this family around enough.
Yeah, you drive. You wanted to
take us on a road trip anyway.
Oh, yeah. This is exactly
what I had in mind.
I reckon you should die.
What is wrong with them?
Whatever their malfunction, these bots
are obviously unstable and very dangerous.
- [shudders]
- What a coincidence.
- So am I.
- [beeping]
Yippee ki-yay, mower-tractors!
[laughs]
- Yeah!
- Whoo-hoo!
- Whoo!
- Ripe for the picking.
[laughs]
Oh, good golly!
Nice severing, Cricket.
[gasps] Cookie!
[exclaims in panic]
You're okay, you're okay.
Oh, you messed with
the wrong glob of goo.
- Get him.
- [Cookie squeals]
[screaming hysterically]
Oh, yeah.
Hey, this is actually
going shockingly well.
- [grunts]
- Papa!
- Dad!
- Watermelon harvested.
- Yeehaw!
- [Bill screaming]
[groans] You, take the wheel.
- On it.
- I'll be back.
Oh, my gosh!
[breathes heavily]
- Ha!
- [Bill yells]
Whoa... Oh.
[gasps] Colleen, you saved me!
- Saving.
- Huh?
I'm saving you.
- [gasps]
- All right, I'll take the left side.
You curl up into a ball while
the right side swarms you
until I...
That works too.
Come on, get in.
We must be close to
the k*ll switch, right?
Looks like we're almost there.
The power core's just up ahead,
right over that large
and jagged cliff.
- [all gasp]
- I'm sensing a problem.
What do we do? It's
a ding dang dead-end.
I got an idea.
We're gonna jump.
What? No, no, that's crazy.
I'm goin' for it.
[Bill] Cricket!
[Cricket] Just
gotta hit that ramp.
- Look out!
- Dad, what are you doing?
Trying to keep this family safe!
Are you two out of your minds?
Give me the wheel!
Dad, I got it under control.
[Bill] Cricket, no!
[all screaming]
[Bill] We're gonna crash!
- [all groan]
- Are we there yet?
The k*ll switch. [grunts]
[breathes heavily]
Sweet dreams, farmnots.
[grunting] Come on.
Y'all come back now.
[laughs] Whoo-hoo!
See, Dad? Told you
jumpin' would work.
And since Gwendolyn got her
veggies, we completed the mission.
So, let's get this
vacation back on track.
- [spark buzzing]
- Now, who's ready
to go to the Space Hotel?
- Oh!
- [all gasp]
That can't be good.
It isn't.
Y'all done goofed again, Greens.
Crashing into the power
core caused an energy surge
that is blowing up the
space shuttles one by one.
Uh, those things were
eyesores anyway. [chuckles]
Let's get off this rock and
head to the Space Hotel.
You don't get it.
Each expl*si*n pushes the asteroid
a little further off its orbit.
If the last station blows, FYI,
that's where you're standing...
[all gasp]
...the asteroid will be set on a
direct collision course with Big City.
[all gasp]
Okay. [chuckles nervously] There's
gotta be a way to stop it, right?
Lucky for you, there is.
There's a maroon wire
you need to find and cut.
Not to be confused
with the burgundy wire.
- Cutting that would sever all communica...
- Found it.
Am I a hero?
- No!
- Cricket!
[chuckles nervously] That
might have been burgundy.
[sighs] Fan out.
We gotta find that wire.
[grunts in frustration]
Uh, Dad, why'd you
grab the wheel from me?
We'll talk about this later.
Cool. Just shut me down again.
You know, I had everything under
control until you ruined my plan.
Are you really trying
to blame me right now?
None of this would've happened
if you hadn't been so reckless
and brought us to space
in the first place!
Do not roll your eyes at me!
Hey, Rule 83-F states "No distracting
arguments during a crisis."
- [rumbling]
- [all yelp]
Well, excuse me for trying to do
something nice for this family
by giving them an
exciting vacation
instead of the same
trip as last year.
At least my vacation
wouldn't have got us k*lled!
Bill, that's enough.
This is all because of
you and your crazy ideas.
My ideas are not crazy.
They're exciting. You're just
too boring to recognize that.
I recognize your ideas
always end in disaster.
Cricket, all your
ideas have been bad.
What do you want me to say?
I'm sorry, I don't
like bad ideas.
I get it.
When you say you
don't like my ideas,
what you're really saying
is you don't like me.
Come on, come on, come on.
Maroon wire. Maroon wire.
And that's fine
because I don't like you.
Cricket! The wire!
[both gasp]
[breathing heavily]
Family?
- [Tilly yelps]
- Tilly?
- Gramma!
- Tilly, grab my hand!
[breathing heavily]
- [breathing heavily]
- [both grunt]
Son! Son!
[breathing heavily] No! No!
[alarm blaring]
Ooh, not good.
- [all yelling]
- No.
If there's one thing I
love, it's being alive!
Breaking news.
An asteroid is headed
straight for Big City.
Sources say we're
all going to die.
[screams]
[people screaming]
Oh, that's terrible.
[gasps] Oh! This is
objectively so much worse!
[male computerized
voice] Package arrived.
Yay! Boop.
What are you doing?
You have to stop the asteroid!
My crops. They're here!
Oh, and they're perfect.
Ms. Kay, my greatest nemesis,
I have finally done it.
I have grown
vegetables in space!
I have finally proved you wrong.
[laughs maniacally]
How wonderful.
[mumbling] Wha...
I'm so proud of you, Gwendolyn.
Have a gold star.
[gasps]
Boop.
Wow.
Finally hearing you say
that after all this time...
was deeply unsatisfying.
Well, maybe my next revenge plot
will finally fill the vast void
deep in my cold, dark heart.
Eh, probably not.
What is wrong with you?
An asteroid is headed right
towards us! Do something!
Oh, thanks for the
reminder. Gotta skedaddle.
Time for a little a vacay
at my compound on Mars.
Just until this whole thing blows
over, you know, or blows up.
Either way, bye! Whee!
See ya, suckers!
She left us! We're dead! So
very dead! [hyperventilates]
Stay with me, Gloria.
This isn't over yet.
- Ms. Kay!
- Huh?
There's a button on the
control panel over there
that says "Release."
We need you to push it.
[grunting]
[grunting softly]
Oh, she'll never
get there in time.
[Ms. Kay grunting]
All right, plan B.
For boot.
Second time's the charm.
- [beeping]
- [both yell]
I'm all outta boots,
kid. I'm all outta boots.
I'm so sorry, Nancy. I
wish I could've done more.
Wait, I can. I'm
wearing shoes.
Shoe. I'm wearing shoe.
Come on, Gloria.
Everyone's counting on you.
[breathes deeply]
Just take your shot and...
[shouts] Yah!
[Ms. Kay yells]
- Ooh.
- , No!
Oh! [grunts]
[both yell]
[grunts]
Hmm? Ooh!
[groans]
Dream team?
[gasps] You said it.
Dream team.
I think you dropped this, dear.
All right, what's next?
We have to find a way
to contact my family.
What?
No. No.
No! We're too late.
- [computer beeps softly]
- Huh?
[breathing heavily]
Gramma?
Uh... Tilly!
[breathes heavily]
Dad?
Dad.
I had my fun
Now it's done
And so is my Big City
I wanted to try
somethin' new
Now all I have
is self-pity
I made mistakes I
caused heartbreaks
And now I'm
filled with dread
'Cause by far the worst
Was my outburst
That ding-dang
stuff I said
If you're a dad
It feels so bad
When your son tells
you you're crummy
I told him "No"
like in that tableau
So much it drove
him from me
If I had the chance
I'd change my stance
And show my heart instead
But that ship has
sailed I big-time failed
- With that ding-dang stuff I said
- Ding-dang stuff I said
Now that I know I hurt you
Feels like a part
of me is lost
But I made my choices
Now I gotta live
with the cost
These were to be memories
We'd smile as we recall
But with no family
there to share them with
Why remember them at all?
I really goofed My
world's gone poof
And I'm the one to blame
- Oh, Dad was right
- I ain't too bright
- I think I might
- Our pointless fight
Be forever
filled with shame
I could see I
caused him pain
Now that I know I hurt you
Feels like a part
of me is lost
But I made my choices
Now I gotta live
with the cost
- But it's too late
- Oh, what a fate
- To set things straight
- It isn't great
That dream is nearly dead
If I could redo
one mistake-aroo
It would be
the catastrophe
Of those silly
screams I didn't mean
That ding-dang stuff
That ding-dang stuff
That awful stuff
I said
[Nancy in distance] Cricket!
Cricket!
Mom?
Pumpkin! You're alive!
Mom!
[grunts] Mom.
Cricket, look, I don't know
how long this signal will hold
and we don't have much time.
The asteroid's on its way and we gotta
figure out a way to save Big City.
Any ideas, kiddo?
I...
No, all my ideas are bad.
Well, unless somebody thinks of
something, we're all going to die!
What Gloria means is right
now there are no bad ideas.
[scoffs] Tell that to Dad.
He said all my ideas are crazy.
I'm startin' to
think he's right.
It was my idea to go to space,
and look where that got everyone.
If I tried to save
Big City, I...
I'd probably end up hittin' it
with a second, bigger asteroid
and double destroyin' it.
Ouch! What was that for?
Cricket Green, you listen to me.
Sure, some of your ideas
can be a bit crazy,
but crazy problems
need crazy solutions.
I know you and your dad
don't always see eye to eye,
but you two are more alike
than you may realize.
You both do what's
best for the family,
you just go about it
in different ways.
And I believe with all my heart
that if y'all could appreciate
each other's strengths,
there's nothin' you can't do.
- Cricket?
- Mom?
Dang signal. Mom?
You can do this.
I can do this?
I can do this!
Come on, Leggy, we've
got a city to save.
[grunting]
Huh?
Bingo-bango.
[horn honks]
- Bill!
- Papa!
Hi, Dad.
Cricket?
- Uh, look, -so, um...
- Hey, um...
Enough mushy-mash! How are we
gonna stop that lousy asteroid?
All those people
gettin' smooshed
would put a real damper
on this vacation.
Rule Alpha Prime, "At your
lowest moment, call Gwendolyn."
She will always possess
the answer you seek.
[line ringing]
[message] Hi. This
is Gwendolyn Zapp.
If you're calling about the
imminent asteroid collision,
I've turned my back on Earth
and started a new life on Mars.
Viva la Mars!
- [line disconnects]
- Gwendolyn abandoned us?
Yeah, big surprise there.
I spent my whole career
following her rules
because I believed she was leading
us towards a better tomorrow,
but she abandoned us!
Yep, she's a stinker.
This whole time she was
only in it for herself?
My whole life is a lie?
- [sobbing]
- I'm gonna give you a minute.
Changing the subject, Tilly, look
what I found floatin' around in space.
Good thing you put
your name on it.
[gasps] My journal!
[chuckles]
So back to that big death ball
situation, what are we gonna do?
Hmm, I think I've got an idea.
[chef] Huh?
- [laughs] Come on, Remy.
- We're going back into orbit.
Be right there. Just gotta
stretch my little leggies.
[gasps] They made it!
Hey, Green family. We're about to
conga, and my hips ain't wrong-a.
Sorry, Remy, no time.
There's an asteroid
headed for Big City,
and it's gonna blow up
everyone we know and love.
[screams]
Even worse, Gwendolyn
abandoned us!
[screams]
No, that's not worse. She's just
goin' through somethin' right now.
Remy, which way to the
tractor beam control room?
That way. Go get 'em, Greens.
Come on, g*ng, hurry!
We need a code to get in.
Hey! Using BigTech
clearance codes
without explicit permission from
Gwendolyn is against the rules.
Come on! Really?
But I'm not living
by her rules anymore.
Whoo-hoo! Okay! I
like Colleen now.
[male computerized voice] Access
granted. Welcome, Commander Voyd.
- Yeah!
- It worked!
My hero may not be a
hero, but I can be.
Excuse me. Would you please
explain what you are doing?
Oh, we were just,
uh, breaking in.
- [all] Cricket!
- I'm sorry, I panicked!
That is what we thought.
Unleashing complementary lasers.
[all gasp]
[gasps] The doors!
Not on Gramma's watch.
- Hang on.
- [both] Whoa!
- Let's go.
- [yells]
What the... [screams]
Leg?
I'll never forget
you, Cyber Leg.
[gasps]
[Greens gasp]
[sighs] Their lasers
destroyed the controls.
Don't tell me we
came all this way
and the beamy-ma-bob
ain't even gonna work.
The beam still works, but it's
pointed in the wrong direction.
With the controls blasted,
we need a different way
to get the tractor
beam into position.
Ah-ha! All right, Greens.
You're gonna blast me out into open
space through this trash chute.
It's risky, but once I
reach the tractor beam
I can manually move
it into position,
target the asteroid, and...
I can't fit. [sighs]
- Dang.
- Okay.
- Then we go back to the Kludge.
- Papa, there's no time.
The asteroid's closin'
in on Big City!
Well, there has to be
another way to get out there.
[Cricket] There is.
Huh?
But it's kinda
crazy. Sorry, Dad.
No!
[grunting]
No, it's too dangerous. He's
not tethered to anything.
Hang on. Maintaining
visual on the boy.
Cricket.
[grunts then sighs in relief]
Whoo! You can do it, boy!
See, Papa, Cricket's doin' fine.
You're right. Never
doubted him for a second.
Mr. Green, you're hurting me.
Ah. Sorry.
All right, I made it.
Tell me what to do.
[Colleen] There's a steering
wheel on the back of the beam.
Give it a few turns and
I'll tell you when to stop.
Okay. [grunts]
[computer beeping]
Almost there.
And... stop.
Activating the beam now.
[yelling]
- We have a successful lock.
- Yay!
Oh. Okay, Cricket, get
back inside right now.
Wait. The asteroid is still racing
towards Big City at an incredible speed.
What? But I did the
thing. Why didn't it work?
Pulling in a courtesy
shuttle is one thing,
but the tractor beam isn't powerful
enough to stop a giant asteroid.
[people screaming]
All those people.
Our home.
Mom.
Dang it! I'm not lettin' that thing
crush Big City, Colleen. What can we do?
Right. Right. Uh...
[gasps] Perfect.
Cricket, see the switches
on the side of the beam?
To stand any sort of chance
against this asteroid,
we have to tap into the
beam's power reserves.
On it. [grunting]
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! [pants]
Nice job. Now make your
way to the second switch.
You two, k*ll the lights. We gotta
give this thing all the power we got.
[lights powering down]
[Cricket] Hey, Dad?
Yes, what is it, son?
I just... I just wanted to say I'm sorry
for what I said to you on the asteroid.
And for all of this.
I just wanted the family
to have the best vacation.
I know you did.
If I hadn't h*jacked our trip,
none of this would have happened.
And you would've kept us
safe like you always do.
Everything would be
better if I wasn't...
If I weren't so... [grunts]
[yelps then grunts in pain]
The asteroid is slowing
down, but we need more power.
[Bill] It's okay,
Cricket. I hear you.
I may keep the family safe,
but I know that playin' everything
safe can be, uh, [chuckles] dull.
[chuckles]
But you, you keep
things exciting.
Without you, this family
wouldn't be the same.
You're bold, creative,
and you take big leaps.
You mean that?
With all my heart.
[grunts]
It's working! The
asteroid is slowing!
We just need a bit more power.
Cricket, make your way
to the final switch.
Got it. [grunts]
[breathes heavily] What the...
Oh, no. The trashteroid field!
Whoa! [grunts]
[Tilly whimpers]
[grunts]
Huh?
[horn blaring]
[yells]
Cricket!
[breathing heavily]
[grunts]
[yelps]
[breathing heavily]
Dad, I can't do it. I can't.
It'll be okay, son.
It'll be okay.
Because...
I just got a crazy idea.
- What?
- Huh?
[grunts]
Uh, Papa?
Bill, what are you doing?
Goin' on vacation. [laughs]
[all exclaim]
Cookie!
Huh?
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
[grunting]
Huh? Dad? Dad!
What are you doin'?
What I do best.
Keeping you safe.
[grunts] Are you ready
to do what you do best?
[yelps]
Come on, boy.
[yells]
[screaming]
Cricket, look at me.
[grunting] Huh?
[yells]
[coos]
Huh?
Breaking news. I'm Maria
Media, and Big City is safe!
[people cheering]
Hey! I'm alive! Free
hot dogs for everybody!
Wow! Today really
turned around!
[both whooping] Yeah!
We did it!
[all cheering]
Uh, family,
did anyone turn off
the tractor beam?
No need to panic.
Oh, right. Inertia.
We have to evacuate.
But how are we gonna
evacuate an entire hotel?
And get everyone to stay in
an orderly single-file line?
In a way that doesn't
alarm the masses.
[all gasp]
Let's conga!
Okay, nobody panic.
Just let the rhythm take you
to your designated escape pods.
[vocalizing]
[Remy grunts]
[both grunt]
That's all of 'em. Thanks for
your help, Remy. You're a hero.
The true hero was the beat,
Cricket. It was the beat.
Wait, Colleen. I
mean, Commander Voyd.
Thanks for everything.
[sighs softly]
You are not alone in your
quest for a better tomorrow.
Because you'll have
Cookie with you.
Uh...
Cookie is a creature
of the cosmos
and belongs with you
on your endeavors.
Farewell, you
magnificent creature.
[inhales sharply then kisses]
[smacks lips]
[retches]
[chuckles] Thank you.
Oh, uh, come on,
let's get outta here.
[Greens cheering]
No!
What's up, Gwendolyn?
[Cricket] Hey, you know what's even
better than stayin' in a Space Hotel?
Watchin' one blow up.
Man, that was awesome.
It kinda was.
I have to hand it
to you, Cricket,
even though we almost died...
- Several times.
- Totally worth it.
My fun meter has never
encountered this much fun.
- Me neither.
- I've had better.
You know, this spacecation
isn't over yet.
The rescue ship your mom sent
won't arrive for a few hours.
What should we do
till then, Papa?
Oh, I don't know.
Got any ideas, son?
[gasps] Thanks
for askin', Dad.
We could go to Venus and...
No, wait. We should
drag race on the moon.
I forgot about Uranus.
The funniest planet.
Ah! The possibilities
are bustin' my brain!
[chuckles] Take your time.
You'll land on something great.
You always do.
I tricked my
family into space
It created quite the rift
There was an
epic robot chase
We all ended up adrift
That asteroid was
no fun, you know?
We might've gained
a dent or ding
But that's just
how vacations go
And I wouldn't
change a thing
We're on a Green
family vacation
The best we ever had
On our Green
family vacation
Same time next year, Dad?
We're on a Green
family vacation
We went to space
On our Green
family vacation
Green family vacation
Green family vacation
Green family vacation
Green family vacation
Green family vacation
Green family vacation
So it may appear as if I abandoned
the city in its time of need.
But hey, I'm back! Now
look under your seats
for a free BigTech
space vegetable.
- [crowd booing]
- [woman] Come on!
I did not see handing a bunch of
vegetables to an angry mob backfiring.
Luckily, my PR
team came prepared.
Whee!
[groaning]
Adios muchachos.
You're doin' great,
Voyd-sternauts.
Hyah! Let's make
a better tomorrow.
Isn't that right, Cookie?
We are the change!
Thanks for the ride, dearies.
- She's nice.
- You wanna drive home?
- Oh, my gosh. Can I?
- Think you can handle it?
Oh, you know I can, girlfriend.
[yelps and chuckles]
[screams] No, no, I'm fine.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Nancy, help me. Help me.
[chuckles softly]
You got this, kiddo.
Fits great, Doc.
One question.
Where's the lasers?
Surrender now or perish
like your brethren!
[yells]
[sighs] Precious memories.
Watch out, Dad.
You're in the trashteroid field.
[mock yells] Nope, nope.
- What are y'all doing?
- [Bill] Close one.
And just like that, the Greens
shared a vacation of a lifetime.
[chuckles] Who'd have thought
a country-raised family
could endure such a journey?
With those amazing spectacles,
and set pieces, and...
- Dad! He's back again!
- Oop!
Get outta here!
Time to go. Remember to
watch the normal episodes.
They're pretty good. See ya!
[footsteps receding]
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