Come on, everybody,
let's get down and party!
Yeah!
♪ When you're walkin'
down the street ♪
♪ And I haven't had
enough to eat ♪
♪ I know it's time
for us to meet ♪
♪ You make me hungry ♪
♪ Your jeans are tied
and your legs are long ♪
♪ I stare and drool
and I know it's wrong ♪
♪ I try to quit
but I ain't that strong ♪
♪ You make me hungry ♪
Come on, kids!
School's out forever!
This is gonna be
the best party ever.
Hey, this is nothing.
You should have seen
what I did for Sodom and Gomorrah.
Well, Munch, looks like
you took care of everything.
Well, except for
one last item.
Did you check the
administration building?
Totally empty.
I even got the tropical fish
from the principal's office.
Great! Now check out
the detonator.
It's time to raise the roof!
Hey, g*ng!
Do you hate school?
Yeah!
Then let's have a blast!
Whoa.
Who, there go all the black marks
on my permanent record.
Hey, it's just
a warm-up act, kid.
Come on, g*ng!
Let's go blow up the DMV!
Yeah!
Uh-oh.
Munchie?
Hey, Munch.
Where'd you go?
Intense!
I got the yellow ticket.
Can I take the ride again?
The tribunal will
come to order.
Tribunal?
Did I miss something?
Do you know
where you are?
Uh...
West Hollywood on Halloween?
You have been transported
to the Astral Plane.
According to my records,
you've been summoned here before.
Seven aeons ago.
Or was it eight?
Hey, time flies
when you're having fun.
So who are you?
Where's Wapner?
I am Kronas, master
of time and space.
Yeah, and my friends
call me Munchie.
Now, can I get back
to the party, please?
I'm afraid you've been
doing too much partying.
Let's see...
The sinking of Atlantis.
That was one of
your parties, wasn't it?
Ànd there was quite some bash
you had aboard the Hindenburg.
Mount Vesuvius.
Chernobyl.
The list is literally endless.
What can you possibly say
in defense of yourself?
I don't know.
Guilty with an explanation?
There is no explanation necessary.
I cannot, in all conscience,
allow you to return to Earth.
Therefore, it is my recommendation
you be banished,
to the constellation
of Eros Minor.
Eros Minor? That's the
dullest place of the galaxy!
Why, they haven't had
a party there since the Big Bang!
The forum will now vote
on this resolution.
Well, come on!
Give me another chance.
I tell you what:
I'll enter a monastery.
Excuse me, sir.
You know, Munchie's
not a bad little critter.
You ought to give him another chance.
We discussed it, and...
...he's nowhere near as bad
as we were when we were little.
Thanks, pal.
Loved ya in Harem Scarem.
Hey, watch it. I was gonna
give you a Cadillac,
but if you keep it up...
- Sorry.
- Please, Kronas.
He's so cute and adorable.
I just wanna hold him in my arms
and squeeze him to death.
Well, that's the best offer
I've had all day, sis.
Thank you ever so.
Master Kronas, as queen of the Nile
and goddess of the pharaohs,
I say...
...let him slide!
The forum has spoken.
Against my better judgment,
you will be returned to Earth.
On probation!
We've had a special request
for someone
to look after a family there.
Your assignment will be to assist them
to the best of your abilities.
Hey, no problem. Looks like
they need to have a party.
And no parties!
Any further mayhem,
and you'll be partying on Eros Minor!
- Understand?!
- A fencepost would understand.
Now... are you ready
to return to Earth?
I've been ready
since I arrived!
Beam me down, Scotty!
Did you ever
have the feeling
you were making
a monumental mistake?
Uh, excuse me, Mr. Carlisle.
Ms. McClelland is here to see you
as you requested.
Uh, send her in.
Ah, Ms. McClelland!
Come in, come in.
Can I get you
some coffee or something?
Ah, no. No, thank you.
Ah. Well, uh,
do sit down, please.
I can imagine you're wondering
why I summoned you here?
- Yes, I am.
- Well, uh...
I suppose many people think
that I'm isolated up here in this tower,
but nothing could be
further from the truth.
I think of my company, actually,
as a winning team.
And, of course,
I am the team captain.
My job is to find star players,
and weed out the others
to the farm teams.
- Do you follow me so far, Ms. McClellan?
- Yes, I think so.
Well, I am aware that
that there are rumors
that our company might be
moving to Mexico,
and I am here to tell you that
that is indeed fact.
Moving?
To Mexico?
Oh, not immediately.
However, I will be
flying down next week
to oversee the opening
of our new facilities.
And I'd like it very much
if you'd accompany me.
Me?
Well, someone has to supervise
the new accounting department, Linda.
Next week?
I don't know, I...
Mexico City is so wonderful
this time of year.
White sand beaches.
Mariachi bands.
Luxurious hotels.
You make it sound
like a vacation.
All work and no play
makes Shelby a dull boy.
Well, I take it other
heads of department
will be accomanying us?
- On this particular trip? No.
- No...
Your family?
Mrs. Carlisle unfortunately has
certain community responsibilities.
And Shelby Junior
has baseball practice.
Well, unfortunately
I do have a problem.
I don't think I can find anyone
to stay with my son, Chris.
I'm certain you could
if you chose to, Ms. McClelland.
And Chris would want you
to be on the winning team.
Sounds less like team work
and more like mixed doubles.
- Ooh, I like that, too.
- Well, that's not the way I play.
Well, I'd consider very carefully
if I were you, Linda.
Star players are
a common commodity.
Especially widowed ones
with children.
And I am the captain
of the team.
I'll just take my chances
with the farm leagues.
Will that be all,
Mr. Carlisle?
Yes, that will be quite all,
Ms. McClelland!
Ten minutes to five
and counting!
A pink slip.
You too, Fran?
Well, it's not as if we
didn't suspect this was coming.
It was just
a matter of time.
I'll bet the whole department
got one of these.
I probably would have
hated Mexico City.
- What was that?
- Oh, nothing.
Nothing I can prove, anyway.
Well, I can always go back
to c*ck waitressing.
- What are you gonna do?
- I'll find something.
Well, save me a place
on the unemployment line.
All right, McClelland, it'd be nice
if you'd hit one for a change.
Strike one.
- Hey, this is only a practice game.
- Yeah, well, tomorrow won't be.
We're playing the Hillside Stranglers,
and I don't want another shutout.
Remember that game
last week?
I hit two singles.
Singles don't win ballgame.
Homeruns do.
And you can't hit homeruns
if you don't hit the ball!
No one appointed you
coach, Bret.
That's my job.
And he's doing the best he can,
so cut him some slack.
Anything you say, Coach.
Well, I say it's your turn at bat.
Let McClelland pitch 'em at you for a while.
Take notes, kid.
I'll show you how it's done.
You're pitcihng high.
Looked like a strike
from where I'm standing.
Try standing over here, Coach.
Watch your mouth, Wilson.
I know where you live.
Why don't you just
keep your trap shut, Bret?
It was only a suggestion.
Strike two, McClelland,
you're on a roll.
Going...
Going...
Gone!
Lap around the bases, Coach?
That would be nice,
to stay in practice.
All right, listen up.
The game starts at 1 tomorrow.
I want you here
on the field by noon.
Bret, pick up the gear
and stow it in the locker room.
Thanks, Coach.
Don't mention it.
Hey, Mel, we'll do
better tomorrow.
Bret can be
such a pill sometimes.
Don't let him get to you.
Well, he is the best player
on the team.
Yeah, and the problem is,
he knows it.
Bret's not really bad,
he's just really competitive.
Well, I guess that's
not so bad.
Depends. He could use
a little less of it.
Jennifer?
Uh, well...
Are you going to the dance
with anyone tomorrow night?
Oh, Bret asked me.
I suppose so.
- Okay, I'll see you there, then.
- Are you going with someone?
Me? Uh...
Well...
That's my mom,
I gotta go.
- Hi, Mom.
- Hi, honey.
Bye, Chris.
Mom, is anything wrong?
What makes you
say that, honey?
I don't know,
you've been kinda quiet.
I'm okay.
How'd practice go?
Okay, I guess.
Why don't you take these
in the house?
Okay.
I'll get the mail.
Bills, bills, bills.
- Ah!
- Heel, k*ller!
Shoo!
Mrs. McClelland, may I
have a word with you?
- A word?
- Well, more than one.
It's about your automatic
sprinkler system.
Could you
adjust it downward?
- I don't understand.
- Well, you see...
The wind is traveling West
to East this time of year.
And it's taking the spray
from your sprinklers
into my floral garden.
These are very
valuable plants, Mrs. McClelland.
Too much moisture causes them
to wilt into the most pathetic shape.
Heel, k*ller.
Well, th-the problem is,
that I don't know
how to adjust the sprinklers.
You see...
My husband installed the system,
and they've just kept running.
I don't think you fully appreciate
the gravity of the situation.
My priced heliotropes,
delphiniums, gladiolas,
each has its own specific
water requirements
during these summer months.
All this excess mildew
will cause havoc in my garden.
Mr. Poyndexter...
I simply can't afford to call
a plummer right now, I'm sorry.
Very well, Mrs. McClelland,
you leave me no other recourse.
There will be a scathing editorial about this
in the Fairview Horticultural Gazette!
Good day.
Come, k*ller.
So, I guess I'll see you
at the big game tomorrow.
Yeah.
- Bye.
- Bye.
Why shouldn't she like Bret?
I mean, he is the best player
on the team.
His folks have lots of money.
All the girls say he's cute.
He has everything.
I'm nobody.
Nobody.
Whoo! I'm gonna have
to get my brakes adjusted!
Who, or... what are...
What are--
- What are you?
- Well, that's a good question.
I think there's a Latin name for me,
but who could pronounce it?
- All my friends call me Munchie.
- Munchie?
Well, I'm not thrilled with it either,
but it's kinda stuck over the years.
Hey, you wouldn't happen to have
a bag of Fritos around here, would ya?
Fritos?
- Here?
- I'll raid the fridge after lights out.
So, I'll bet you're pretty
amazed to see me.
- Most people are, you know.
- Uh, look, I think you'd better leave.
Now let's get down
to the bottom line.
You've got problems;
I'm here to solve 'em.
That's part of
the job description.
Whoops!
Incoming, incoming!
- Mom, Mom! Did you see it?
- See what?
The weird little creature
with the funny face and
the long, pointy ears!
I thought you gave up your
imaginary playmate years ago.
I did, but it--
It was there just a second ago,
but now it's gone!
Well, I'm not surprised.
Look at this room.
I mean, there's clothes
on the floor...
This bed hasn't been made for days.
All this stuff, everywhere!
Mom, listen to me!
Chris, I haven't got time
for this nonsense!
I can't keep this entire house
clean by myself.
You have to do your share.
I want you to clean up
this room right now.
I'll be back later
to check on you.
Yes, Mom.
- Munchie?
- Back by popular demand!
Why didn't you
let her see you?
Hey, I'm trying to
keep a low profile.
Adults have even more difficulty
accepting me than you do.
Well, where'd you go?
You know, your mom's right.
Your room's a mess.
There are plenty
of places to hide.
Yeah, and this is
going to take hours.
You want a real problem?
Try cleaning my room.
Say the magic words:
"Janitor in a drum!"
You did all that?
Hey, that's just a preview
of the coming attractions.
Wait till you see
the main feature!
Chris, I just wanted to--
Your room!
Yeah, what about it?
Uh...
How'd you
clean it up so fast?
Special effects.
I could almost believe it.
Uh, well, what was that,
that you wanted to tell me?
What?
Oh...
I'm sorry, honey, I didn't mean
to snap at you.
It wasn't your fault.
Give me a hug?
A hug? Why?
'Cause I need one.
Mom, are you sure
you're feeling okay?
Yeah, everything
will be all right.
- Good night.
- Good night, Mom.
Something is definitely
bothering her.
Yeah, but she won't
tell me what it is.
And I can't tell her
about you.
We'll get around
to her problems later.
I promise.
- Can you do anything?
- Close enough for government work.
Well...
My dad...
He died last year.
Can you, you know...
Bring him back?
There are limits.
I'd like to help you, there,
but he's gone on to another world.
And I can only affect things
in this world.
I thought you could
solve my problems.
Come on, ask for something.
Anything you want!
- Sure.
- Hey, pal, I got a lot riding on you.
So I'm willing
to pull out all the stops.
Ask, and ye shall receive.
Okay.
Let's see...
I want a Death Race 2000
arcade video game
with the 16-bit
digital graphics.
And a Dual Cross
key control deck.
And I'd like it displayed on a 40 inch,
with an MTS surround
sound decoder.
And a DBX noise reduction.
Well, gee.
For a moment there, I thought you
were gonna ask for something difficult.
I say, say the magic words:
"Super Mario Brothers!"
This is incredible!
Whoa!
Whoa, this is way cool!
Bret, he's this kid I know,
he says he has this system at home.
But I've only seen it
in the mall.
Well, it's no longer at the mall.
We're kinda borrowing it.
This sond system is fantastic.
Makes everything so real.
That depends on how real
you want it to get.
You mean you could
make it more intense than this?
Say the magic words:
"Death Race 2000!"
Wow!
I'm actually driving!
Yeah, faster than
those guys from Domino's.
Hey, hey, hey!
Keep your eyes on the road!
You know, maybe you should have
taken driver's ed first.
Well, I'm sorry!
It's a lot easier to control
when you're not actually inside it.
Well, anyway,
I'm getting the hang of it.
I hope so, 'cause we've got
company droppin' in.
Whoa!
It looks so real!
That is the idea,
isn't it?
He's bombing us!
He's actually bombing us!
Sure he's bombing us!
We're not playing Tiny Toon
Adventures here, you know.
With all those bombs, I can
hardly keep the car on the highway!
Take the truck route.
Come on, let's go!
Think you scored a thousand
points on that one.
Not that a thousand points is
particularly important at this moment.
What do you mean?
- We could have crashed!
- A minor obstacle.
Wait till you get further down the road.
They've got a fleet of armory battle trucks
waiting for us with heat-seeking
nuclear missiles!
It's gonna be like
World w*r III!
Get us outta here!
This is too real!
Yeah, fantasy's only fun when
it's on the other side of the screen.
Say the magic words:
"There's no place like home!"
We could have been k*lled!
Now, would I let that happen to you?
Oh, sure, it looked real,
but we were safe inside
the computer all the time!
Some day, you may be able
to do that for yourself.
I think I'll stay off
the video games for a while.
Yeah, reality does have
its positive points.
Could you, like, get me other things?
Anything I wanted?
Sure. So, you're
Donald Trump. Okay?
Okay... I want
a super VHS camcorder.
And a CD player, with
None of the classics,
and nothing before 1980.
I would like a Super Nintendo,
with, like, a hundred games.
And I want some walkie talkies,
with at least a 3-mile range.
Then I need a cellular phone,
and a pager.
Well, let's see... That about
covers Radio Shack.
Chris?
Chris, it's time to get up.
Munchie?
Munchie, wake up!
Muchie, wake up!
Now, was that a 9-channel
digital sound, or a 10?
Mom's gonna be here any second.
She's gonna see all this stuff.
Well, just tell her you couldn't
turn the Shopping Channel off.
Come on, Munchie.
I have to tell her about you.
Unless there's some way
you can send all this stuff back.
I only know one magic word
that gets rid of everything you own.
- What's that?
- "Reaganomics."
Whoa.
Come on, Chris.
Rise and shine.
Okay, I'll rise,
but do I have to shine?
You went to bed
with your clothes on again.
Yeah, I guess I did.
I had trouble falling asleep.
Well, take a shower and change.
Breakfast will be on in a few minutes.
Hey, did she say breakfast?
- Hey, where'd all that stuff go?
- Back to the mall.
It's probably driving
their inventory people crazy!
- Well, can I get it back?
- Sure.
But all this teleportation stuff
is a strain on my resources.
Oh, what's the use in having something
if you can't show it to people.
Well, that depends.
Did you want all that stuff,
or did you really just wanna
impress people with it?
Yeah, you're right.
I wanted to show it to people.
So take 'em down to the mall.
It's all there.
Let's get down to breakfast.
Let's see, on Saturday morning
Mom usually makes pancakes.
- With lots of butter?
- Uh-huih.
- And maple syrup?
- And maple syrup.
And Thousand Island dressing?
"And Thousand Island dressing?"
I gotta take a shower.
Okay, so Thousand Island dressing
makes him wanna take a shower.
Hey, pal!
How ya doin'?
Munchie!
- Where have you been?
- Jogging.
Which is a tremendous challenge
when you're trying not to be seen.
No wonder
you went jogging.
Do you know how many pancakes
we ate this morning?
Seventeen?
Yes, and how many of those
did I actually eat?
Four.
It's a good thing mom didn't see me
sneaking those under the table to you.
- I think she's getting a little suspicious.
- Just tell her you're a growing boy.
It's a good day.
Hey, is this the way you're
working off breakfast, doing the lawn?
Yeah, yard chores.
And I have to finish this lawn
before I can go to the game.
Well, at this rate,
you'll be here until dinner.
Why don't you let me
give you a hand?
- You want to mow the lawn?
- Hey, who wants to mow the lawn?
- I say, let's put it on autopilot.
- Autopilot?
Those are the magic words!
Wow, this is incredible!
It'll be done in no time!
Yeah, and then we can check on
what's happening for lunch!
Hey, Munchie,
where'd you go?
Hi, Chris.
Hi, Jennifer.
What's with your lawnmower?
Oh, it's a new
experimental model.
Computer controlled.
- Bret has a new toy.
- Bret always has a new toy.
Hey, Jennifer, what do you think?
My dad picked it up this morning.
I think it's a good thing
you're wearing a crash helmet.
So, you wanna rider over
to the game with me?
Maybe Chris and I will
walk over and meet you there?
Uh, I still got
the yard to do.
Come on, I got a spare helmet.
It beats walking.
See you at the game, Chris.
Hey, Chris. Better keep an eye
on that lawnmower.
Oh, no!
Aw, geez!
Mr. Poyndexter!
Munchie?
Munchie, where are you?
Right here, right here.
Keep your shirt on.
The lawnmower went out of control.
You've got to stop it.
- So where is it now?
- It's attacking Mr. Poyndexter! See?
Oh, no!
Uh-oh, someone up there
doesn't like me.
- Who's that?
- That's Kronas, my probation officer.
Nice guy, but not
a lot of laughs.
I don't think Poyndexter has
a very good sense of humor, either.
Uh-oh!
- Young man.
- Yes, Mr. Poyndexter?
I'd like to have a word with you
about your lawnmower.
Play ball!
Let's go! Let's go, Stranglers!
Let's show 'em who we are!
Come on,
let's get some hits.
Strike one!
Come on, let's strike 'em out!
Come on!
It was the ball,
for God's sake!
Come on! Strike 'em out!
Come on, only one more strike!
Yes!
Oh, that's the way
to hit the ball!
Way to go, man!
- I got a homerun first time out, Pop!
- I expected nothing less, son!
Batter up!
Wynorski!
You're up, next batter!
Bobby Ray, let's go,
you're on deck!
- What do you say, Elkins?
- What do you expect me to say?
We've been playng for 30 seconds,
and you 're already on the scoreboard.
Well, this isn't a game, it's more
of an exercise in humiliation.
Say, why don't you do yourself
and those pint-size pansies
a favor and forfeit?
Every year you
make that suggestion,
and every year
I tell you where to shove it.
So, now that we've got that
formality over with, uh, get lost.
"Lost"?
That a familiar word
to you, Elkins?
I got it, I got it, I got it!
I got it, I got it, I don't got--
Get the ball!
Get the ba--
Oh, yeah.
Those are my boys!
Get it, get it!
Get the ball!
Pay attention
in the outfield, there.
Oh, come on!
Let's do it!
Run!
Run!
Walk!
Guys!
Guys, pay attention
in the outfield!
Tag him!
He's out!
Oh, come on, Ump!
You wanna borrow my glasses?
You're out!
Timeout!
Timeout!
- What was that?
- I tried to catch it, Pop.
You tried?
Winners succeed, losers try.
- 'Nough said?
- 'Nough said.
Well, it's about time.
Your Coach is a real puke!
Your mom works for him, doesn't she?
Yeah, I guess so.
I'll do better next time, Coach.
You gave it your best shot, McClelland,
that's all anyone can ask.
Well, at least we're
not getting slaughtered.
We might win this year,
everyone's playing better.
Almost everyone.
McClelland?
Yeah, I know, Coach.
Another Coke.
Hey, pal.
How's the game goin'?
What are you doing here?
You don't think I'd stay away from
the great American pasttime, do ya?
- You like baseball?
- No, but I love those hotdogs!
So, how's it goin' out there?
- Well, we're losing and I'm playing lousy.
Ah, don't worry, don't worry.
I'm on your team, now.
So, Chris, do you think you could
find out if the peanuts are dry roasted?
- Yeah, I could.
- Okay, great!
Now, listen.
I got an idea.
You're gonna have to
trust me on this,
and there's no reason
why you shouldn't.
When you go back out there,
I want you to go up to that coach.
I want you to tell him
to put you right up at bat, okay?
Oh, this is unbelievable!
This is important.
You go up to bat.
I'm behind you
all the way on this.
Hey, like I told Babe Ruth,
just keep on swingin'.
- Who's Babe Ruth?
- He's a little before your time.
They named that candy bar
after him.
- Did you help him?
- Hey, I helped all the greats.
How do you think
they got to be great?
Well, can you, uhm...
you know, help me too?
You think I'm just
lounging around
in a barrel of smelly towels
for my health?
Get out there and play ball!
Hey, hey, hey!
Anything wrong, Pop?
Wrong?
I'll tell you what's wrong.
I'll... I'll tell you all what's wrong!
This isn't a game, here.
This is life!
You start losing now, boys,
it's a hard habit to break.
We're winning, Pop.
Winning?
You call this winning?
A shutout game, Shelby,
now that is winning.
It's not enough to simply
defeat an opponent, boys.
You have to
grind them into the dust.
Now...
Let's go out there and stop acting
like a bunch of mama's boys, or...
...something even worse.
And let's get some hits!
Come on!
- Uh, just a moment, son.
- What'd I do now, Pop?
Well, conference time.
It's not what you did,
it's what you're going to do
that's important.
You see that pitcher, there?
Bret, he's their star player.
- Mhm?
- With him, they could still win the game.
But without him,
the game is ours.
Now...
If you can't buy off
a powerful adversary...
- What do you do?
- Crush him?
Exactly.
Now, when you get up to bat,
I want you to crush that ball,
with all your strength,
directly at Bret.
You knock him out of commission,
the game is won.
But--but I wanted to try
for another homerun, Pop.
Shelby. Shelby, you have to
look at the big picture,
not an individual
moment of glory.
Let me put it this way...
You knock Bret
out of commission,
there'll be an extra
$100 in your allowance.
- Capisce?
- Capisce.
That's my boy!
You're up, son!
Make me proud of you.
Ow!
Hey, Bret,
are you okay?
Don't move, son.
All right, all right,
let's don't make a meal out of this.
I'll be okay, Coach.
I got the wind knocked out of me.
- I could finish the game.
- I don't think so.
I'm calling your parents,
they're gonna take you to a doctor.
- You think you can walk?
- Yeah.
McClelland, you're pitcihng.
Don't worry.
You'll do fine.
Ah, my favorite sport.
Peanuts, popcorn,
crackerjacks ... hotdog!
Say that magic word:
"It's time to play ball!"
Munchie.
I think it's time to put a little spin
in this kid's pitching arm!
You all right, son?
What a fastball!
Strike one!
Just take it a little
easier next time.
Sorry, Sherm.
Dig this crazy screwball!
That's the screwiest
screwball I've ever seen!
Strike two!
Strike three!
Strike four!
Strike five!
Strike six!
Uh, strike seven!
Strike eight!
You get outta there!
Two out, one to go.
You ain't seen nothing yet,
Concorde fans.
Come on,
only three more strikes!
Strangest thing
I've ever seen!
Strike one!
Strike two!
You're out.
I wonder...
Come on, Sherman!
Let's get a hit!
Check this one out, guys.
Yeah, come on, Sherman!
Go, go, go!
All right, good news:
Bret's gonna be all right.
- How's the game goin'?
- If you didn't see it, you wouldn't believe it.
- Hey, we've got two on!
- Yeah, the team's playing great!
- Especially Chris.
- McClelland?
All right, bases loaded!
Next batter!
- That'd be me, Coach.
- Well, go for it!
Timeout!
Listen, Shelby...
This kid is too unpredictable.
I want you to walk him.
We'll be walking a runner.
I think we should--
Stop trying to think, Shelby.
Just walk him.
That's an order.
This is for you, Andrew.
Strike one!
This kid looks like
Joe DiMaggio to me.
Of course, I did
lose my glasses.
Strike two!
Oh, wow, this is gonna be great!
We're gonna win this game yet!
That ball's going,
going, going!
It's gone!
That is it, young man.
I am canceling sponsorship
of this team!
Fine, go ahead.
I never wanted this team, anyway.
I hate everybody on it.
In fact, I hate baseball!
Hate baseball?
No!
It can't be!
I know these are not
normal banking hours, but...
Surely, the loan
could be extended?
Couldn't I refinance
the house?
I see. When is it
you're back from vacation?
But that's past
the due date! I...
I understand.
Yes, I'll call back
Monday morning.
Thank you.
Mom?
Chris...
Honey...
I didn't hear you come in.
How was your game?
I hit a homerun,
and we won!
Oh, that's terrific!
Mom, can I still
go to the dance tonight?
Sure.
Have some fun.
Are you sure you don't
want me to stay home instead?
No, I'm just gonna
rest in my room tonight, honey.
Hello?
Just a minute.
It's Jennifer
from next door for you.
- For me?
- Mhm.
- Hello?
- Hi, Chris.
Bret called; he's okay,
but his parents are making him
stay in bed tonight.
I was thinking that maybe
we could go to the dance together?
Unless, of course,
you're going with someone else.
Uh, no! Uh...
I'll pick you up at seven?
- See you then.
- Okay, bye.
All right!
Hey, pal, you look like
the cover of Geeks Quarterly.
What's happening?
There's the dance
at the junior high tonight.
You need any lessons?
I taught Fred Astaire.
- Who?
- Another one before your time, pal.
Could you use a live band?
You play music?
No, but I manage a band,
and they're fabulous.
Say, you're taking that girl,
Jennifer, aren't ya?
Yeah.
But she likes Bret.
And Bret has lots of money.
And I want
to impress her too.
Hey, did you ever see
the movie Cinderella?
Yeah, my folks
rented it one weekend.
Remember
the fairy godmother?
You could do that
for me, couldn't you?
I sure can.
Just say the magic words:
"Lifestyles of
the Rich and Famous."
Now, come
a little closer, will ya?
First, I think you need
some fashionable apparel.
Whoa!
Next, some
ostentatious accoutrements.
Oh my God,
this is a Rolex!
And leave us not forget,
a corsage for Princess Charming.
This is great!
Now, let me see, here.
What comes next?
- I don't think I have a pumpkin.
- You wanna arrive in style, don't ya?
We'll have to
come up with something.
Say, I think I have an idea.
Wow!
This is incredible!
Yeah, changing mice
into horses is so medieval.
- Hop in, hop in! Check it out.
- Great!
Hey, not bad.
Whoa, this is the best!
Ready, pal?
Onward, onward.
And away we go!
Right this way,
Mr. First-Nighter.
Chris!
You look great!
As do you, Jennifer.
Come, my chariot awaits.
- This is incredible!
- Well, we could walk.
But I prefer to travel first class.
Great.
Bye, Mom.
Okay, have fun.
Milady.
Boss man.
Chris, this is great!
How can you afford this?
- Well...
- Shall I take the scenic route, sir?
Well, by all means.
We want everyone to be there
upon our arrival.
Very good, sir.
- Chris, how did you get all this?
- Well, uh...
Would you like some entertainment?
I've got a TV, a VCR,
AM/FM stereo,
CD player...
- Wanna call Paris?
- Paris?
You didn't
answer my question.
Yeah, well, your question...
Uh... Well...
May I suggest that the young lady
avail herself at the refreshment bar?
The grape soda
is an excellent vintage.
♪ I kissed my baby,
and it didn't feel right ♪
♪ She even stayed cool
when I held her up tight ♪
♪ I think I know
what happened last night ♪
♪ Invasion of
the body snatchers ♪
♪ Invasion of
the body snatchers ♪
- Whoa, great place.
- Yeah, neat.
And there I was,
standing on the plate.
Two strikes against me,
and the whole game was in my hand.
And the pitcher pitched the ball,
and I swung...
And scored the homerun
that won the game.
That's incredible!
I wish I'd been there.
Well, there is
another game next week,
unless the other team
decides to stay home.
I'll be there for sure.
That's the ninth time
you've told that story.
Well, people like to hear
how I won the game.
There were eight other
players on the team!
Or don't we count?
♪ I see you
day after day ♪
♪ But you would never wanna... ♪
I believe this is our dance?
♪ You say that
you'll never be mine ♪
♪ But I knew you
once upon a time ♪
♪ Is there room at the bottom
for one who once loved you? ♪
Is this what you want?
To be the center of attention?
Well, isn't that
what everybody wants?
I feel like
I don't even know you.
This morning you were quiet,
cute ... really nice.
Now you're acting like Bret.
- Well, hey, I thought you liked Bret.
- I don't like everything about him.
You've picked up
nothing but his worst habits.
Well, I'm somebody now.
There's a lot of people
who like me this way.
Maybe you should
finish this dance with them.
Where are you going?
Hey, pal!
Check this out!
Munchie!
I can't believe it.
Somebody actually threw away
a perfectly good Twinkie.
Wait a minute...
Everybody's dancin' in there.
- What are you doing out here?
- Thinking.
I don't understand Jennifer.
The harder I try,
the less she likes me.
Well, maybe you're just
trying too hard.
Everybody else
seems to like me.
Aah, there's the
operative word: "seems".
The way people act,
and the way people think,
can be two different things.
- Well, I can't read people's minds.
- Au contraire, my lad.
Everyone transmits
their thoughtwaves.
it's simply a matter of activating
the sensory antennae
to receive them.
You mean, I can
read people's minds?
Say the magic words:
"The Amazing Kreskin!"
Another one before your time.
But you're still tuned in!
But I'm not picking up
anything from you.
That's because I always say
what's on my mind.
Now, you go ahead.
Give it a shakedown cruise
on the dance floor, okay?
Okay.
Say, I wonder what
the expiration date is on this.
"Serve before
January 1st, 2012."
Yup, still good!
Hey, Chris.
You better keep
your eyes on the road.
- Sure, Coach.
- Say, I heard from Bret's parents.
He's gonna play for us
at next week's game.
Well, I don't know.
We did pretty well today without him.
I mean, I don't think he's going to
like playing second base very well
while I'm pitching.
Listen to him.
I used to feel sorry
for this kid.
Two lucky pitches, and he's
coming on like Orel Hershiser.
Bret was bad, but McClelland's
coming on like Frankenstein.
Look, I gotta
keep my eye on things.
Keep that
pitchin' arm loose, huh?
Hey, Sherm, that was
some game today, huh?
Yeah, some game for you.
The rest of us were along
for comedy relief.
Yeah, some game.
I mean, we played well
all together as a team.
Then why have you been
telling everybody you won the game?
Yeah, teamwork is important.
Sheesh... How long am I going to
have to listen to this doofus?
- I guess I'll see you around.
- Yeah.
But not if I see you first.
Look at him.
He thinks he's so cool
'cause he's wearing
a tuxedo.
How'd he get such a big head
all of a sudden?
I remember when he used
to be such a nice guy.
Now look at him.
Hi.
- Hi.
- What happened to Jennifer?
- She had to go home early.
- By the way, my name is Denise.
You're Chris McClelland.
Everyone knows you.
Yeah, I guess they do.
You know, I'm not actually
here with anyone.
Could you maybe
take me home later?
- Sure, why not?
- Ugh, he acts like such a geek.
But everyone
thinks he's special.
And his folks probably
have lots of money.
Won't the kids be jealous
when they see me with him?
- You can forget it.
- Hey, where are you going?
I'm not ready to leave yet.
Hey, pal.
You look depressed.
How about we go for a pizza?
Please, turn it off.
I've heard more than I care to hear.
Yeah, the inside of the mind
is a pretty private place.
There.
Now you're disconnected.
So why so down in the mouth?
Didn't you get everything you wanted?
I thought if I could
make good on the team, and...
have lots of things,
that I'd be somebody.
Well, there's more to life than
baseball games and expensive toys.
It's more important
to know who you really are.
Yeah, I guess I should have
been happy just being me.
Yeah, that's a pretty good
person to be, you know.
Hey, I think I'll
go for that pizza.
Great! Get inside!
I know a great place
just off the interstate,
and I'm buyin'!
Chris?
You're not asleep yet?
No, not yet.
We need to talk.
I haven't wanted to burden you
with my problems before.
But this affects both of us.
Problems?
It's our house.
There's a major balloon payment
due in two weeks.
Your father and I
financed it that way
so we could move in
when you were born.
Anyway, I've applied for
an extention on the mortgage,
but it's subject
to job verification.
I don't understand.
I lost my job, Chris.
And I don't know
how long it's gonna be
before I can find
another one.
We could lose everything.
How much do we owe?
Almost $20,000.
Oh, if ever we needed
a miracle, it's now.
I knew there was
something wrong.
I guess it's hard for parents to realize
their baby's grown up.
They don't have to protect him
from the truth anymore.
Well, we'll get by somehow.
That's just what
your father used to say.
Maybe we will.
It's past your bedtime,
young man.
So much for being
treated like an adult.
Sweet dreams.
Don't let the bed bugs bite.
Nite.
Good night, honey.
Hey, pal, wake up!
Time to raid the fridge!
Cold lasagna's excellent
this time of night!
How long have you been there?
Oh, long enought to know
you've got problems
another video game
can't cure.
Yeah.
So I don't suppose
you could, like,
borrow that money
from the bank, could you?
Wrong answer.
See, Kronas would have kittens.
Yeah, I guess you're right.
Any time I ask you for your help,
everything seems to go wrong.
Well, at least I'm consistent.
Besides, where
would you get $20,000?
Listen, why don't you
get some shut-eye,
and I'll take care
of the rest, okay?
G'nite, now.
Nite, Munchie.
Hello?
Hello?
Beware!
Beware!
Stupid bird!
Anyone here?
Speak softly, young man.
You're making enough noise
to wake the dead.
Well, you should know.
Indeed I should.
My card.
Professor Graves.
M.T. Graves.
Do you get it?
May I ask...
Who told you about this establishment?
Who recommended it?
Well, actually no one.
You see, I, uh...
I'd visited here once
when I was a child.
Now I remember.
You wanted to buy
a poison dagger for your
third grade teacher, I believe.
That is correct.
Only you wouldn't sell it to me
because I was a minor.
We all make mistakes.
Now, let's get down
to business, shall we?
- Here it is.
- Ah, yes.
- He's back.
- He?
- You know what this is?
- A most extraordinary being.
Older than time itself.
How do you know this?
Come and see for yourself.
Ah, here we are.
Legend has it
that he is the last survivor
of a race that ruled
the world before man.
All the others died off.
He alone survived.
No, it can't be.
Not the same creature!
Who's doing this exposition,
you or me?
Sorry.
Throughout histry,
this creature
was the mentor
behind countless individuals
of power and wealth.
Power and wealth...
Didn't I just say that?
The lecture is finished.
- My consultation fee is $1,000.
- One thousand dollars!
That's rather steep,
don't you think?
Where else can you go
for this kind of information?
Kmart?
I accept all major credit cards.
Check his limit!
Check his limit!
Be sure and destroy
those carbons.
By the way, sir...
You might not still be interested
in the poison dagger, would you?
I don't think so.
On second thought,
have it delivered on Tuesday.
It's my wedding anniversary.
I wonder if he'll find
the wealth and power that he seeks.
What do you think, Lenore?
Nevermore!
Nevermore!
What does that mean?
"Nevermore"?
Snow in July?
Chris...!
Chris!
Ah, manna from heaven.
Ha ha, I love this kind of weather.
Personally, I'm dreaming
of a green Christmas!
How about you, pal?
This is what I call
trickle-down economics.
But seriously, folks...!
This could be a typical house
in a typical neighborhood.
But last night something quite
atypical occurred here.
While a summer heat storm brought
thunder and lightning to our community,
it apparently brought a deluge
of dollar bills to this particular house.
May we have a moment
of your time, Mrs. McClelland?
Come on, Chris!
We're gonna be on television!
Had you any idea how much
money has fallen into your yard?
Well, that's hard to say,
but somewhere close to $20,000.
And you have no idea
where it came from?
From up there,
in the sky.
The funny thing is, $20,000
is exactly what we needed
to pay off the loan
on our house.
It just seems
too good to be true.
There you have it.
Proof that miracles still happen.
And while there may not be
pennies from heaven,
it could rain dollar bills
on your house tonight.
This is Hannah Barbera,
Channel 2,
Limited Attention Span New--
I must have that creature.
Ooh, and I shall, children.
You can be sure of that!
Or my name isn't
Shelby Carlisle.
Get 'em in there, boys.
Thank you.
Okay.
- Hi, Jennifer.
- Chris, you know, I wanted to tell you--
Before you say anything, I'd like
to apologize for last night.
You were right, I really was
acting like a geek.
I'm sorry I ran out,
I just couldn't understand
why you were acting that way.
Well...
Can we still be friends?
Yeah, I'd like that.
Don't you dare touch that!
These bills fell on my property.
You can't have them.
They're mine!
What seems to be
the problem, Mr. Poyndexter?
I'll thank you to keep these
uniformed storm troopers
off my property.
After everything else that's happened.
Mr. Poyndexter, I told you
I would compensate
for the damages
at the earliest opportunity.
Well, in the meantime,
I'll take these as down payment.
A number of bills also
fell on my yard, you know.
- How much?
- $31, and it's all mine.
Ms. McClelland?
- May I speak with you?
- Are you from the newspapers?
Oh no, no, no, ma'am.
Treasury Department.
- Treasury Department?
- Yeah, Todd Hapner.
Regal supervisor.
Well, now, don't let the title throw ya.
I'm really just a civil servant.
Are you saying this money
belongs to you?
No, no. I don't work
for the IRS.
Pretty unusual occurrence
that happened last night, huh?
- I hope it's a nightly occurrence.
- Yeah.
Do you mind if I take a closer
look at one of those bills?
- Do you think I forged these bills?
- Well... I work for the government.
I'm not paid to think.
Oh, yeah.
It's perfect.
Perfect,
except for one thing.
- What?
- Well...
- See this serial number here?
- Uh-huh.
Well, that's part of a series
that the mint hasn't even printed yet.
Uhm, I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to ask you
to accompany me
down to my office.
Is that a polite way of saying
that I'm under arrest?
No. No, ma'am,
it's just that...
Like I say, it's sort of
an unusual situation.
I just want to get you
to dictate a statement, that's all.
I see. Uh...
Can I bring my son?
There's no one
to take care of him.
That's fine, we'll make
both of you comfortable, all right?
- It won't take long.
- Chris, honey?
Come here.
We're going downtown.
- Okay, bye bye.
- Bye.
Oh, and one more thing,
Ms. McClelland.
I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to, uhm...
That all of these bills
that you've gotten into custody.
Well, it was a nice dream.
- While it lasted.
- Sorry.
Oh, yeah, I'll have to take these
into custody, too, thank you.
Come on in, Mr. Big.
I'm waitin' for ya.
Hello?
Little friend?
I know you're here.
Where are you?
Oh, there's no need
to be afraid of me.
I'll be your pal.
I'm Chris' pal, you know,
and I'd like it very much
if we could be friends, too.
This guy is such a perfect target,
I can't believe it!
I can't believe it!
Well, come on out,
and show yourself.
I'm a very powerful
man, you know.
I can do all sorts
of things for you.
How about a complimentary
trip to Vegas?
How about you celebratin' July 4th
a little early this year, hmm?
Come on, little guy.
Where are you?
Smells like something's burning.
Let's rock and roll!
As a dancer, this guy
is really smokin'!
I'm having a ball here, pal!
You wanna watch that first step;
it's a doozy!
Oh...
Hey, man, you know
he deserved it!
All right, you've taken
your best shot.
Now it's my turn!
That does it!
The gloves are off!
Let me tell you something,
big boy.
You say the cutest things
when you're angry.
I'm gonna catch you,
or I'll...
kebab you!
Listen, buddy, I don't
know you that well, but...
You look a little whipped.
I've heard about people who
like to feed their own face, but
this is ridiculous!
Everybody gets
a charge out of me!
Well, you're not the most handy guy
to have around the kitchen, are ya?
I'm telling you, I break myself off
in moments like this! I--
Kryptonite potatoes, I'm...
I'm weakening! I...
I appreciate your cooperation.
And f course yours, too, Chris.
Sure.
Mom, can Jennifer and I
go to the roller rink?
Oh, go ahead.
The skates are in
the hall closet.
So, you're saying that the money
came from a counterfeit
ring in West Lake?
We got word they were shipping
a large consignment of bills last night
and when we intercepted their plan,
they evidentally panicked,
and dumped the bills
right over your house.
Well, I'm sorry things
had to work out this way.
$20,000 would have solved
a lot of problems.
I lost my job yesterday.
Well... Look, you know,
our office is expanding.
And we're looking for people
with a background in accounting.
Why don't you come in Monday morning,
and fill out an application?
Me?
A Treasury agent?
Think about it, you know?
I mean...
The government's been
taking your money all these years;
now is a chance for you
to get some of it back.
What are you doing here.
Me? I'm, uh... Collecting,
for Jerry's kids.
No, you're not!
Now, what's in the bag?
Hey, what is this,
an unscheduled eclipse?
- You've got Munchie!
- That's right!
And I'm gonna keep him, too!
Hey, come on!
Let me outta here!
Come on, let me
outta here, will ya!
- Who was that?
- Shelby Carlisle, my former--
- Gotta stop him, he stole Munchie!
- He stole what?
- Nevermind, we just gotta stop him.
- Yeah, you're right. Let's get him, Chris!
Come on!
I don't think this is
such a good idea, Mr. Hapner.
Well, I think, under the circumstances,
you can call me Todd.
Hey!
Thank you very much.
- Nice day for a drive!
- You!
What are you doing
out of the bag?
I like to stick my head out
of the window like a dog!
But, uh... you're going
a little fast, aren't you, Bob?
The accelerator is
stuck to the floor!
Well, if I were you,
I'd try the brakes.
The brakes don't work!
Oh, that's a shame.
- Try switchin' off the ignition.
- That doesn't work either!
Ah, too bad.
Boy, I hope this baby's
still under warranty.
We can't let him
get away with Munchie!
Who or what is Munchie?
Munchie is the little creature
I was telling you about.
You said he was imaginary.
Oh, him.
We were friends
when I was a kid.
You!
You're doing this!
Are you kidding?
Are we almost there?
I-I-I hope we get there soon,
cause I gotta--
Carlisle is driving
like a madman!
He's not driving.
Munchie is.
He needs to be doing
some serious time in traffic school.
- Looks like we got a fire!
- Looks like we got a fire!
Oh my goodness,
it's the police!
I've already been to traffic school,
we gotta get away!
- Well, we could always fly.
- Fly?
You could make
this vehicle fly?
Say the magic words:
"Evel Knievel!"
What happens now?
You can write me about it, pal.
This is where I get off.
Hey! Hey!
Come back here!
Way cool!
Oh, thank goodness,
I could have been k*lled!
k*lled? Wait till you see
the new insurrance rates.
Munchie!
- Munchie!
- Chris. Chris, listen to me.
Look, if he was
anything like my friend,
I'm sure he got out in time, all right?
If you go back
into your house,
I bet he's waiting for you
in your room right now.
You think so?
I think so.
We've got you down
for 73 violations,
including reckless driving,
destruction of private property,
and endangering public safety.
Now, will you volunteer
for a field sobriety te--
Just a moment!
Don't you know who I am?
I am Shelby Carlisle,
president of
Carlisle Communications Corporation.
- We are familiar with your name, sir.
- Well, that's more like it.
Too familiar; you're the guy that
harrassed then fired my wife!
Your wife?
What a... what a lovely woman!
Just a minute, you can't
do this to me!
Well, I'm a member of the NRA!
The NAACP!
Well, show's over.
What do you say we go home?
Munchie, where are you?
Hey, it's the Munchie Show,
starring Munchie!
Tonight's special guest star is...
You guessed it: Me!
And now:
Heeere's Munchie!
- Munchie!
- In person!
I always wanted
to be on television.
Maybe do a guest shot on Gerraldo.
What do you think?
Where have you been?
Visiting our old friend Carlisle in jal.
They finally had him moved
to the psycho ward.
Well, actually, I just
stopped in to say goodbye.
- Goodbye?
- Well...
Kronas is calling me back
to the Astral Plane,
and he's not someone
you want to keep waiting.
But you can't leave yet.
That money you brought down?
It was counterfeit.
We still have to help my mom.
Hey, that's all
part of the plan.
Because of that conterfeit money,
your mother will have a better job.
The bank will extend the mortgage.
And who knows?
You might even get a stepfather!
I'd say that's not bad
for three days' work.
- But I'll miss you.
- Hey, don't worry, pal.
- You haven't seen the last of me.
- You mean you're coming back?
By popular demand!
Now stand back, will ya?
I gotta get outta here!
So long, Munchie!
Thanks for everything!
See you soon!
You have witnessed Munchie's
actions back on Earth.
Since you requested
his assistance,
May I ask if you found
his performance satisfactory?
Well, that's one point
in his favor.
Great shuttle service
you've got here, folks.
So, what do you say, Kronie?
Am I off probation?
No, not quite.
Look, I've been off
the party circuit long enough!
Go ahead, do your worst.
Send me anywhere.
I'll have the place rockin'
in no time.
Actually, there's someone down on Earth
who needs a lot of help right now.
Then what am I
hanging around here for?
Who got lucky this time?
You should have
no trouble finding him.
Here's what he looks like.
Well, I wouldn't miss
our next picture, folks.
But until then,
here's the end of this one!
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