01x17 - The Sneezing Horror; Prisoner of the Dark Dimension

[bunniefuu]

♪ MVA ♪
♪ MVA ♪

♪ Monsters vs. Aliens ♪

♪ It's us vs. them ♪

♪ Foe vs. friend ♪

♪ Brain vs. B.O.B. ♪

♪ It's a super-freaky job ♪

Oh, yeah, it's freaky.

♪ MVA ♪

♪ Monsters vs. Aliens ♪

♪ Monsters vs. Aliens ♪
[cackles]

♪ Monsters vs. Aliens ♪

♪ MVA ♪

[sneezes]

[groans]
Ugh.

Quivering infants.

Like you've never
had a touch of jowl ooze.

Ooh, that looks tasty.

I like a soldier who guts it out

through a case of the sniffles.

Unlike Link,
who takes a sick day

if he eats too many
cinnamon buns.

Hey!

[stomach growls]
Ooh. Whoa.

I got to lay down.

Thank you, General.

I find the Earth obsession
with hygiene

rather childish and...
[sneezes]

All: Ugh!

Mama's hotcakes!

Whoa!
Are they all right?

Nothing too serious, but it
appears Coverton's alien sniffle

has a much more powerful effect
on the people of Earth.

My scan confirms
the Doctor's diagnosis.

Earth people
are incredibly weak and frail.

That's not what I said.

What exactly are we
dealing with here, Doctor?

Instant, ultra-contagious superflu.

In related news,
I'm going to pass out now.

And no one blames the cinnamon buns?

[chomping loudly]

[plate shatters]

Get that snot-spraying sicko
out of here ASAP!

Unhand me, human cretins.

And keep him locked down before
he infects my entire base.

I am an ambassador
of the galactic... whoa.

Infect the entire base?
[evil murmur]

Oh, ow!
My brain.

Apparently, I make an instant,
ultra-contagious superflu.

If I could spread it
around the base...

[sneezes]

Oh!

Those were my lucky pants.

Anyway, infect everyone,

and I'll have the base to myself,

free to pilfer their most
tip-top-tippy secrets.

[cackles]

Now to slip past whatever
devious "lockdown"

they've arranged.

[chuckles]
Triumph!

[sneezes]

Fella, that is just unsanitary.

[sneezes]

Down goes Henry.

[chuckles]

Oh, I'm positively oozing
with anticipation.

High-five party!

[all groan]

Did somebody say high-five party?

Zurp.

[both groan]

Fly, my orange pretties.
Fly.

Wha... ooh!

Uh?

I'm hit, mama!

[all groan]

[screams]

Licking handrails?

Oh, oh, uh, I'm...
I-I was merely, uh...

That's my favorite game too!

Race you! [laughs] Whoa!

Uh.

Sometimes the simpletons
make it too easy.

Ugh.

Daddy! Daddy!

I wanna ride the pretty pony.
[chuckles]

Hello?

Anyone not groaning in a pool
of your own fever sweat?

No?

Goodie!
The base is mine!

The base is mine!

[cackles]

[laughs]

[cackles]

And I'll take one of these and...
oh, that looks like fun.

And how about a... [screams]
nothing!

Definitely not stealing any...

- What are you doing conscious?
- Pony ride!

Pony wh...
[screams]

Do you have a name, pony?
I will call you Becky Tinyhorse.

I love you so much!

[grunts]

Get off, you insufferable blue goobag!

You called me poison words.

- Yes, I most certainly...
- Bad pony!

Hello? Anyone?

I command you to answer and assist me.

- Coverton?
- Sqweep!

Excellent.
Where are you?

General Monger has ordered all
healthy aliens into nurse duty.

I do not understand.

Why do we baby the weak instead
of harvesting their organs

- for our dessert pies?
- Can I get a different nurse?

[sighs]
Vornicarn!

Moisten the feverish foreheads.

[growls]

[all groan]

Now I must find the best place
for this "ther-mo-me-ter."

Hmm.

[pained screams]

Frankly, you are fortunate
to be in lockdown.

- Uh, yes, lockdown.
- Pony! Pony!

Huh? B.O.B.?

Oh, good.
You found him.

Oh good?
Look at him.

- He's gone mad.
- I'm riding the ferris wheel,

but it made me spit up.
Like this. [gurgles]

Yeah. When B.O.B. gets sick,
he totally hallucinates.

I'd say he currently thinks

he's a five-year-old girl
at the county fair.

You promised me funnel cake.

Well, someone come
take care of him then.

I'm a very sick alien.

Your stupid space flu got us sick.
You deal with it.

You honestly expect me
to play nanny

to some pony-obsessed goo girl
until everyone recovers?

Nah, B.O.B. will have a new
hallucination way before that.

New hallucination?
What in the name of Zargloom's

semi-inflated bile sac
are you talking about?

[grunts]

Arrr, matey!
What be your business

aboard the dread pirate ship
Jolly Bobber?

Where did you get an eye patch?

I'll skewer your bones
for me masthead!

Oh, I'm...
[giggles]

Ahh!

[grunts and yelps]

Yee-haw!
You see me rope that doggy?

I am not your doggy.

Now, where'd I put my branding iron?
Oh, there it is!

[screams]

[breathes heavily]

[gravelly]
I'm Blobman.

[screams]

Sqweep! Sqweep!

I'm extremely busy, Coverton.

And I am in peril of life and limb.

I want a blankie.
ASAP!

I feel like I'm gonna throw up.

[scattered groans]

Sqweep!
Me want hot cocoa.

And a cinnamon bun.

Yo, nurse,
I'm burning hot over here.

[shivers]
Now I'm cold.

Blankie, blankie, blankie!

Blankie, blankie, blankie!

I will open your belly
and make a blankie from

your insides if you do
not stay in that bed.

But I'm sick.

Sqweep, you're a scientist.

Make a hallucination antidote
or something.

I'm otherwise occupied.
But do not worry.

Dr. Cockroach is already
working on an antidote.

[sneezes]

Unacceptable.
I need that antidote now.

[B.O.B. grunts]

[gasps]

No. I do...
[whimpers]

Uh-oh.
Someone hasn't been flossing.

Tsk, tsk.

I'm afraid they're... Oh!
all gonna have to come out.

Enough!
Mercy!

I surrender.
I'm sorry I ever infected you.

All I ever wanted
was to explore forbidden areas

and steal experimental superweapons.

Thought you'd steal
our superweapons, eh?

Well, not in my U.S. of A,
Von Brudelheim.

What is a Von Brudelhei...
Antidote!

Where is that
confounded antidote?

Hmm, perhaps this one.

[gulps]

[screams]

Good, that is a very
healthy fire scream.

And the rash.
I mean, I try not to scratch,

but maybe some kind of
calamine lotion would help

if you know where to...

No! Bad nurse!
No eating patients.

Time for a taste
of your own medicine.

Is it bubblegum flavored?

[screams]

[laughs maniacally]

You have the right to remain exploded.

Time for a personality
change again, yes?

[g*nshots]
[whimpers]

[yelps]

Hey, Coverton,
wanna go lick some doorknobs?

Um, I'm very confused.

Science!

Dr. C. finally hit the right antidote.

Pumped it straight into the air system.

So the entire base is breathing it in,
even as we speak.

[inhales deeply]

Aw, it tastes like sanity.
Mmm.

Of course,
with your unique alien biology,

it is possible you may
experience minor side effects.

[hiccupping]

Exploding hiccups?
Fascinating.

Okay.
I think I've got it under contro...

[groans]

[screams]
Ah, no!

[rock music]

[keys jingle]

Whoo hoo hoo!

Wah hoo hoo hoo!

[roars]

Whoo hoo hoo!

Oh, great.
Come on, Betty. Move!

No, no, no!

Bad alien!
Ba... oh, stop!

Gah!

This is all that's left
of old Betty. [sobs]

And they call us Monsters.

[grunts]

You aliens gotta reel in your critter.
He's out of control!

Heck yeah. Remember what he
did in the situation room?

That was a situation.

- And the rec room?
- Totally wrecked.

- And the mess hall?
- An absolute m...

You know what, Dr. C.?
It's too easy.

- But we were riffing.
- Too easy.

Bottom line, you aliens
muzzle your mutt A.S.A.P.

ASAP!

- Or I will take extreme measures.
- Extreme!

I will toss his scaly backside
into the isolation zone.

The isola... whoa.
What? What?

That slobbering mongrel
will finally be getting

what he deserves:
The isolation zone.

Which is... help me out...
what exactly?

Just what it sounds like.
A zone of isolation.

I spent some time in there.
Hard time.

When I first thawed,
I was a little cranky.

[growls]
He's cranky!

Hey, it happens when you've
been on ice for , years.

I was largely misunderstood.

Huh?

In ya go, tough guy.

[groans]

[whimpers]

I just floated in that weird,
lonely space

for what seemed like forever.

Wow, that was not
my experience at all.

I love that place.

[giggling]

I'm a peanut.
[laughs]

How did you get through it, Link?

[muttering]
Bunbun.

What's that?
[clears throat]

Fun, fun!
You know, like B.O.B.

[chuckles]

A thing like that can be fun, fun

if you're, you know,
tough... tough like me.

[growls]

Calm self, Vornicarn.

Little Sqweep is only hurting
you to be helping you.

Aha!
Just as I suspected.

He appears to be suffering
from a dietary deficiency.

- His food is no good?
- Correct.

Modifying Vornicarn's diet
might moderate his behavior.

This compound should be perfect.

[sniffs]

[gags]

[people screaming]

[progressively angrier grunts]

That beast of yours
is running up quite a tab.

Did you hear
what he did to the break room?

- Did he "break" it?
- Ahem.

- I told you. Too easy.
- The paste I prepared

meets all of Vornicarn's
nutritional needs.

I do not understand
why he doesn't like it.

[retches]

Let me taste!

Hmm.
Different.

Mmm.
Unexpected.

Ugh, horrible!

Oh, that is
the worst thing I ever...

Must cleaneth tongueth!
Not working!

[screams]

[burps]

Hmm, you know what you should
have tried instead of paste?

Chocolate.
Everybody likes chocolate.

All right, show of hands.
Who likes chocolate?

I do!

I do!
I do!

Me too!

Whoa, that is a lot of hands.

Okay, this is gonna
take a while to count.

Mostly because I-I can't count.

- One, four, cantaloupe.
- General, I am sure

Vornicarn will be on best behavior now.
Right, Vornicarn?

Uh?

I warned you aliens

what would happen
if that pooch got loose.

I am sending Vornicarn
into the isolation zone.

I'm telling you, Sqweep.

You should just give Vornicarn
chocolate. He'll love it.

Chocolate is not an appropriate
substitute for balanced nutrition.

However, I'm attempting
to make the paste

more pleasing to Vornicarn's palate.

- Taste?
- No, thank you.

I'll stick with my...
♪ Chocolate! Chocolate ♪

♪ Yummy yummy treat ♪

♪ Chocolate! Chocolate ♪

♪ taste better than feet ♪

Hmm. Needs more...

♪ chocolate ♪

[giggles]

♪ second verse ♪

- It just doesn't seem right.
- It doesn't seem wrong either, Link.

Vorn has been on a real tear.

So we give him the zone?
It's scary in there

and the poor guy doesn't
even have a Bunbun.

Okay, there's that word again.
Bunbun?

[yelps]
What's a Bunbun?

Never-heard-of-it-don't-know
what-you're-talking-about-bye!

[slurps]

They don't understand, Bunbun,

what you did for me in the zone.

[whimpers]

So Pete, how's "take your daughter

to top-secret-facility day"
working for you?

Uh-uh-uh!
Honey.

Stay away from the
interdimensional prison sphere.

Hi, fishy man!
What are you doing in there?

- You wanna see my bunny?
- Aw, jeez, Emily.

You're gonna get me court-martialed.

- Come on.
- Daddy, my bunny!

- My bunny, my bunny!
- I'll buy you a new one.

Huh?

I will call you Bunbun.

I never would have made it
without you, little buddy.

♪ You are my everything ♪

♪ my everything ♪
[whimpers]

[sad growls]

Maybe that's what Vorn needs.
A little buddy.

And I will be that buddy.

But you're coming with me
'cause that place

gives me the heebie-jeebies.

[action music]

Hi, Link.
What's up?

Uh, just, uh,
checking on the zone.

Ah, gotcha.
Go ahead.

Should have just asked
in the first place.

[sad whimpers]

[shivers]
Heebie-jeebies.

Hey, Vorn.

Oh, the zone hasn't changed a bit.

Heebie-jeebies.
[growls]

I did some time here myself

and I wouldn't wish
this on my worst enemy,

which, sometimes, you are.

Anyway, I thought maybe
you might need a fr...

Get off!

[grunts]
[roars]

Aw, man.

[people screaming]

[growls]

Heel, boy!
Heel!

[grunts]

[workers screaming]

Oh, no!

[grunts]

[grunting]

This is what I get for
trying to be the nice guy?

Duly noted!

[sniffs]

What?
What are you looking at?

No!
Not Bunbun!

Look, you can rip up every
last thing in this base,

but do not touch one hair on
my precious little Bunbun...

[shrieks]

No, no, no!

My Bunbun!

Shoo!

Mine!

♪ Chocolate! Chocolate ♪

♪ Aaaah ♪

[metal crashes]

[workers screaming]

Oh, no!
You got chocolate in my paste.

Well, you got paste in my chocolate.

Mmm.

Both: Tastes good!

[growls]

Give. Me. My. Bunbun!

No!

That'll stain!

Bunbun!

[chomps loudly]

[burps]

It was a combination of factors

that tamed Vornicarn's savage spirit.

His need to hunt a helpless creature...

Combined with nutritionally
enhanced super-chocolate.

Oh, chocolate, is there
anything you can't do?

I mean, other than math.

And Vornicarn will stay...
what is word?

Um, ha'p'py?

[device whirs]

[excited grunt]

[roars]

[distant whirring]

- Nice.
- Oh, and Link, here's your dolly.

Bunbun!
Hey, how'd you get this back?

Let's just say...
it all came out in the end.

Too easy.