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I'm telling you, Nevvy, this is big!
That's Pants' fifth batch of ice cream today!
-Cellar must be full by now.
-Crazy Keith, hide!
NEV HUMS A CHEERFUL TUNE
Are you spying on me, bear?
No, no, no!
I'm warning you.
If I see you anywhere near my ice cream stash,
I'm going to have your hide as a little blue tea-cosy!
-Oh, hey, Nev!
Hey, Mr Prank. You won't believe what's happening outside!
-It's a meteor shower, come and see!
-Meteors, no I'm not going near any meteors.
-Why not, Mr Prank?
11 words, Mr Barney, that's why, 11 words.
Invasion of the meteor monsters who conquered the Earth... Part two.
It's a sci-fi film.
-I don't think I saw that one.
-It scared me silly, that did, Sir.
Oh, relax, Nev. You too, Mr Prank.
Meteors can't hurt us, unless one crash landed into the building.
THEY BOTH COUGH AND SPLUTTER
It couldn't have been.
-Better go and check.
HE GROANS Oh, what happened?
-Wow! Look at this!
Mate, that's a rock from outer-space.
-Careful, mate, it will be.
I don't like this, not at all!
This is how that film started, this is.
-That is a big hole.
What a mess!
I wouldn't like to be here when Miss Barbara sees all this.
It's an alien monster!
-That film was right all the time!
-Do shut up, Plank, it's me.
Honestly, if I had my bag, I'd whack you a good one.
Now, Plank. Look at this mess.
What have you got to say for yourself?
It was a meteorite. It's hardly my fault, is it?!
But you're the caretaker.
Surely you've got some sort of laser-based,
anti-meteorite system in place?
-I want the hole in the ceiling fixed,
and I want this meteorite out of here by tomorrow.
Yes, Miss Barbara, Sir... Er, Ma'am!
Caretaker, caretaker, couldn't-care-less-taker!
Ah, the merry sizzle of bacon-a-gridling.
Careful up there, that is still one very hot space rock.
Yeah, no worries.
See these heat-resistant suits I knocked up?
Identical to what Neil Armstrong wore when he landed on the sun.
-The moon! He landed on the moon.
-When he was working, yeah.
Where d'you think he went for his holidays?
I'm off to work - TV won't present itself!
-Love you, Barney.
-Love you too, mate.
Don't fry anything I wouldn't fry.
He's a funny guy.
Right, Nevvy, time for gnashers to meet rashers.
Oh, wackadoo! It's Angry Pants.
Right. I better finish fixing that ceiling then.
Ooh, bacon! Lovely!
-Tell me I did not just see that?
Onto the ceiling.
Now we're going to be stuck with him for...
Hang on, though! Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Once again, genius is koala-shaped.
-Angry Pants is going to be ages in here.
So, guess what he won't be able to keep a beady eye on?
No, Nevvy, better than socks!
-Go for it, Nevvy!
Three, two, one...
Sweet mother of Kylie!
Right, well, that's the ceiling fixed, then.
Now to get rid of you.
HE GROANS AND SHOUTS
Bit of luck these heat-resistant suits are also cold resistant.
Too right, bro! Yum-yum!
Ooh, there's some left, ha-ha!
HIS FEET SIZZLE
HE SCREAMS AND SHOUTS
Ooh-oh! That's nice, oh, yeah.
16 tubs of ice cream! I reckon that's enough for one day, eh?
THEY BOTH LAUGH
Right, what's for pudding?
Sledgehammer's what I need to break up that meteorite a bit.
My ice cream!
It's that bear! Achoo!
My allergies never lie.
Ah-ha! Come here, you little blue...!
B-b-but who are you?
-We are aliens from the planet...
-Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.
Yeah, from the planet Oh Dear, Oh Dear, Oh Dear.
In the constellation of, err...
-..Constellation of Fwightened Centuri.
-How come you sound Australian, then, eh?
Ah, that's cos Neighbours is very popular
on the planet Oh Dear, Oh Dear, Oh Dear.
Oh. But, how did you get here then, eh?
Arrived in the meteorite, mate, just like in that film.
What's it called again?
You mean, Invasion of the Meteor Monsters
Who Conquered the Earth - Part Two?
You mean that film, it was... It was all true?
I can't believe it, Nevvy, Angry Pants is buying this!
Tiptop-a-roo, which is alien for,
"Obey us, Earthling, or you will be extermiplated."
Ice cream in your lap, best buddy by your side
and Space Trek on the telly. Ah, this is the life, eh, Nevvy?
Too right, bro.
Here we are, your intergalactic Majesties.
More Earth ice cream, as requested,
and a DVD from the video shop.
Anything else you'd like, your cosmic all-powerfulnesses,
in lieu of destroying this puny planet and all its inhabitants?
Peace and quiet, mate.
There's a good bit coming up.
THEY BOTH LAUGH
Their alien suits are rubbish! Ours are much better.
Erm, excuse me!
Hang on, mate!
The galactic overlord
and planet-squisher, wants to say something.
-No problemo! Socks!
-Which is alien for...
Oh, yeah. He wants you to file his toenails.
No! That's disgusting!
Unless you want a taste of my neutrofying disintegrator cannon.
No! No, no, no, no. I'll do it.
Wait a minute!
That's not a neutrofying disintegrator cannon!
That's an egg whisk!
You two are not from outer space!
Oh, no, you don't!
Come back here!
Ah-ha-ha! You pair have tangled with the wrong caretaker this time!
Nobody threatens me with cooking utensils and gets away with it!
If I see you,
or any of your fake alien mates, around here again,
you'll be sorry!
I don't believe this!
I am cosmic warlord, Zoratrol,
enslaver of galaxies, destroyer of worlds.
Kneel, or suffer the consequences.
You've got a nerve, you have!
Oi, oi, your mate up here's got a much better costume!
'Pretty nifty with the old alien voice, too.'
But you ain't fooling this caretaker twice.
You want ice cream?
I'll give you ice cream!
Initiating self-cleaning procedure.
Quick, Nevvy, we better go and take a look.
Want another DVD? Well, here you go.
Danger! Danger! Under attack!
Didger me doodah - an alien, a real alien!
Want your toes filed, Mr fake alien?
Well, I'll file something. ANGRY PANTS CACKLES
Oh, that's got to hurt.
Stop! That's it!
I didn't become the evil ruler of 1,000 star systems
by putting up with that kind of behaviour.
Ooh! What are you going to do, make a meringue?!
Angry Pants, he's been...disintegrated!
What's happening? Where am I?
Ah, no, he hasn't.
There's a spaceship. That alien, he was real!
Aaargh! Let me out of here!
Afraid not, but there is something you can do for me, caretaker.
All right then. Sweep the transporter room?
-Change the light bulbs in your Photon torpedo bay?
Become the unwilling subject of your evil alien experiments?
That's the one.
Time for the scary laugh. Ha-ha-ha-ha!
-Let's get cracking.
-No, please, stop, you don't have to do this.
-I'm sure I'm more value to you alive.
I bet you'd like to know the location
of every top secret missile defence facility on our planet?
-You have this information?
No, not exactly, that's a bad example.
Sorry, evil alien experiments it is then.
Prepare to suffer, Earthling. Ha-ha-ha!
Haven't done this for ages. Better go and dig out the manual.
-You know what it's like.
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.
Oh, come on, Nevvy. It ain't our fault.
OK, maybe it is.
Angry Pants wouldn't have lost it with the alien
-if we hadn't got him mad. Do you really want to save him?
OK. In which case the best course of action would be...
to eat a bucket load of ice cream and then come up with a rescue plan.
OK, maybe skip straight to the rescue plan.
Enable spleen stretcher.
Reset intestinal stretcher.
'Incorrect, please try again.'
Ah! Honestly, my old experiment machine was a doddle to work.
Why can't they make these modern things more user-friendly?!
Oh, have you tried customer support?
Don't get me started. I mean, is it me? Look at this diagram.
Is that not the lever for the spleen shredder?
No, no, no, that's your brain boiler, that is.
Look at the little diagram of the brain with steam coming out of it.
Oh, it's just so obvious when someone points it out.
Oh, don't worry, I'm very good with instruction manuals, me.
Well, thanks then. Here goes.
No, no, please, please!
'Incorrect, please try again.'
Aaaargh! Galactic protocols leave me but with one course of action.
Oh, let me go?
No - hit buttons until something screams.
KNOCK AT DOOR
Whoever you are, can you come back later? I'm busy.
Nah, sorry, no can do.
Intergalactic parking police, and you're on double yellows, mate.
What? What?! But I've only been here two minutes at the most.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
It's a medical emergency.
-Yip, I've heard it all before.
-Come on, be reasonable.
Sorry, no can do. If I let you off, before I know it,
there's aliens parking willy-nilly all over the high street.
Hello, Mr Angry Pants!
Do something, bear, get me out of here.
Aye, aye, Captain.
Don't just press random buttons!
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.
Hmm... Oh, well.
What you doing, bear? Stop it!
I'm going to get you for this, bear!
Oh, sorry, Mr Angry Pants!
I'll give you sorry!
Aw, Sleepy Pants.
'Starting launch procedure. Blast off in 30 seconds.'
I only stopped to fix the driver's side planet annihilator,
-I was just on my way.
-Nah, sorry, mate. Nothing I can do.
I've already written the ticket, it's in the system now.
What?! How in hyper space did...?
'Take cover. Blast off in 20 seconds.'
Why, you little blue... I'm going to get you for this, bear!
Whoa, bonza rescuing, Nevvy.
-Now, quick, the hatch.
'three, two, one.
-We did it, Nevvy!
Saved Angry Pants, scared off the evil alien, he-he,
and made an even bigger hole in the ceiling again. Ha-ha!
Still, at least nobody got hurt, hey?
Oh, yeah. Talk about weird - the whole day's like a complete blank.
Maybe you banged your head on the ceiling?
I reckon you're right, Mr Barney.
Thing is, even though I was completely knocked out,
I still managed to get rid of that meteorite. Top caretaking or what?!
Ha-ha! Right, well, that's the ceiling fixed.
Better go and check on my secret stash of ice cream.
Never know who might have been at it while I was out of it.
Oh, come to me, Mr Cuddly-Wuddly. It's been a very long and weird day.
Too right, bro. Love you, Snuggly-Ducky-Duck-Duck.
Oh, hi, Keith.
Yeah. It's for you, mate.
OK, Nevvy, I've got the alien's transporter doodah here.
-I'm going to transport the freezer right to you, buddy.
Strewth, it's Angry Pants! Ahh!
'Gotta make this quick.
'Wackadoo! Not good, Nevvy. I missed the freezer and hit...'
'Bonza, got the freezer that time.'
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