Monsters vs Aliens: Mutant Pumpkins from Outer Space

Damned teenagers! You'd better not be in my field. Now scram!

Back in my day, we had respect for a man's vegetables.

What in the...?!

HE SCREAMS

HE ROARS

-Oh, yeah, the classic, up and at 'em.

-That was very scary.

Do The Creature From The Blue Lagoon.

HE ROARS

No, not again! Stop, stop! Have you stopped yet?

What do you think I should be for Halloween? Chewing gum, football,

beach ball, snowball,

melted snowball? Solar system? Bad Elvis? Thank you very much.

SCREECHING

You as bad Elvis? Actually, yeah. Maybe...

Guys, good news! Looks like that Yeti sighting was just a hoax.

So we've got the night off.

Enjoy your coffee. It's normal.

No-one is in it.

This could use a little more milk.

Jeez, where is your Halloween spirit?

Hey, I got plenty of Halloween spirit.

Just wait till you see my Zombie cheerleader costume.

-Now, where will I get some really huge pom-poms?

-Susan...

you are a real monster now, and that means you're playing

in the big leagues with the big boys.

I got 50 years of missed Halloweens

all smushed up tight inside me just bursting to get out.

This isn't just any night. It is our night, and when it finally comes...

we got to terrify...

Perhaps, my fiend friend...

But for some of us, All Hallows' Eve is more trick than treat.

I was but a lad.

My head filled with dreams of particle physics and candy.

Sweet candy.

The future before me seemed sugar-coated. Until...!

My swirly pop!

From that dark day forth, Halloween was dead to me...for ever.

You know, I kinda want to throw you in the trash right now.

Come on, guys. Like you said, it's our night, right?

So, let's get out and have some fun.

Fun time is over, monsters!

It's a no-go. I repeat, a no-go on Halloweens!

-Yes!

-What?

-We got us a major situation.

A UFO has entered our airspace over California.

And you ain't going to believe where...

Modesto? Why is it always Modesto?

I thought it was kinda freaky myself.

Any idea what we are facing, General?

Invasion? Abductions? Probes?

Unknown. And I hate these unknown.

So I want you on the ground and searching Modesto

for possible alien intruders...ASAP.

Better yet. Pronto! And let's keep this on a need-to-know basis.

-Meaning - nobody needs to know!

-But what about my parents?

No, not even your parents. It's Halloween after all,

we don't want to go around scaring folks.

Hello? Hey, get down here. They're giving away pumpkins.

And it looks like they're going fast.

"Free pumpkins for all humans." I'm a human. Sign me up.

-Nobody does Halloween like the Murphys.

-We did it again, Carl.

SCREECHES

Susie Q!

-Mom! Dad!

-Sweetie!

-I'm so glad to see you.

Oh, honey, I can't believe you came.

I finally managed to get a night off. So, I'm here.

But you're always so busy saving the Earth. It's not healthy.

Yes, we were starting to think Modesto would have to get invaded

by aliens again to see our daughter.

Stop! It's just ridiculous.

Yes, we're just here for the party, Mr and Mrs Murphy.

If indeed that's who you actually are!

They're clear.

Clearly ready to throw the best Halloween party in Modesto.

Oh, we went all out this year, hon. I included all your old favourites...

death by chocolate fountain...

wicked witches, candy-poison apple tree and...

children of the candy cornfield!

Yeah, not bad, but you know...

Call me when it's real candy. You know what I'm saying?

BOB, it is real candy.

Oops... Hey, guys, since everything looks fine here,

why don't you go out and do some trick or treating?

You know. Check out the neighbourhood.

Of course. We'll keep an eye out...for candy.

-Wait, where are we going? There is candy in here.

-You coming, B?

SCREECHES

Just try and stay...focused.

Susan, maybe you and your mom can start peeling

the grapes for the eyeball salad.

I've got to get to Farmer Jeb's patch.

Not to point the finger, but... we need more pumpkins.

No...! Sorry.

Ah, it's not safe out there. You know, kids are throwing eggs.

You could get TPed. So, I'll go get the pumpkins.

It's quite simple, BOB. You ring the doorbell, then repeat the following,

"Trick or Treat."

They offer you candy... they're most likely human.

They offer to probe you... they're most likely not.

Wait. They give candy to us? For free! Are they crazy?

That free candy comes with a price, BOB.

Now focus, we have a mission to attend to.

Oh, this is ridiculous.

I've waited 50 years to scare the caramel out of these kids.

I can't wait any longer.

Just tell them I got sick, or something.

I'll do a make-up mission later. I've got to go.

BOB!

Fine. I'll do it myself.

Trick or treat, trick or treat...

Hey! Happy Halloween...

This won't hurt a bit.

All clear.

SHE GASPS

Oh, my gosh, it's Shrek! Honey, bring the camera!

Say "cheese"!

Trick or treat. Trick or treat. Got it!

All clear.

HE ROARS

HE ROARS

-What?

-Hey there, little genius. You're dressed like me.

Um, no. I'm dressed as the Missing Link,

you're dressed like a fat old mermaid.

Yeah, since when does Link have a beer gut?

(What is happening right now?)

I believe what my colleague intended to say was, "Trick or treat".

Oh, what an inventive costume, dear. Really quite disgusting.

You deserve something special.

A swirly pop? For me?

And this time, no pimply hooligans will deprive me of my lickable loot.

Come, BOB. We have a new prime directive...candy!

Trick... Oh!

Come on, Link! This is going to be the best Halloween ever.

-Look, Mommy! It's Kermit.

-Ridiculous...

Biggest one in the patch, son.

-Because that's how we roll.

-I'm going to call you...

Wicked Jack.

-That's perfect, son. Now, what do you say we gut this sucker?

-Yeah!

Wow, that almost looks real, hon?

Ganga-ga-gah! Boo!

SHE SCREAMS

You can talk?! You just...

SPEAKS GIBBERISH

Farmer Jeb? Hello? Jeb?

-Hello, guys, are you there?

-Susie.

Are you seeing anything?

I'm just outside of town, and there's nothing.

Not even weird old Farmer Jeb.

Same here, Sus. I think that this is just one big...

LINK YELLS

Link, are you all right? What happened?

Sorry, Susan. Creepy clown costume!

But everything is simply delightful here.

No, BOB, put it down!

That is my butter picker. A trade is a trade.

We'll be in touch, Susan. Over and out.

Is anybody in there?

They're alive!

-Oh, look at that. Everyone is having such fun.

-What's happening?

To think I've spent all those years pooh-poohing Halloween.

Link, I owe you an apology.

Can we, please, forget Halloween, and find these stupid...

..pumpkins?

If I didn't have a cockroach head myself,

I'd be freaking out right now.

Hey, pal, you're about to get cool whipped.

Wait, I think I can reason with them.

My mother was a tomato. I speak Projuice.

THEY SPEAK GIBBERISH

-What did he say?

-Horrible things, about my mother...

in a salad bar.

Whatever you're after, you won't get it here.

Let go! That is my candy!

Link! Whatever mutated these pumpkins gave them a sweet tooth.

It's not the children they're after! It's the candy...

No!

Just like us. The more candy they eat the bigger they'll get.

Until the whole world becomes their pumpkin patch.

I'm looking at you, stem head!

No way, pumpkin thing. You're not getting one more piece of candy.

And you're definitely not getting what's at the Murphy house.

Just right down the street, right there.

Susan! We have a problem.

Only 20 minutes till the party begins.

I get the feeling it's going to be a mad house.

You know it, Wendy! You think we overdid it on the candy?

You've messed with the wrong monsters, pumpkin.

Nobody steals candy on my watch.

Nobody freaks these kids out but me.

I'm thinking. Stop pressuring me.

I hope somebody brought the nutmeg.

Halloween belongs to monsters,

and this monster's a pumpkin crushing giant.

Apparently, you're a giant crushing pumpkin!

Well, you'll never get this candy!

Come on, guys! I can't do this alone.

You know what? Never mind, I can.

I can't believe I'm actually fighting a vegetable.

No!

Technically, he's a fruit, Susan.

MUSIC PLAYS

In your face, pumpkin! Get it? Oh, no, don't punch yourself.

Oh, man, this wasn't the best strategy after all.

Or maybe...it was. If it's candy he wants, let's give it to him...

It makes them bigger.

Bigger...and bigger...and naughtier.

Yes! Loot the lawn and shake the trees.

Kids! Get every piece of candy you can find.

Hold down the fort, children.

-Look, it's Missing Link!

-Do you like that?

Say hello to my little friend.

Get some!

HE YELLS

It's working!

HE GIBBERS

Yeah, let's not overdo it.

Oh, no!

-Get a few more pieces!

-We're all out.

There must be some...

Oh...

Farewell...

my precious.

-BOTH:

-Happy Hallow...een.

Mom. Dad. Just give me a sec, OK?

Nobody ruins a Murphy Halloween.

I'm going to say "Trick".

-SHE WHISTLES

-Oh, no!

Elvis! I knew you were still alive.

A swirly pop!

So I guess you did just come into town to stop an alien invasion...

and not to visit your parents.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you about this.

And I wish I could make it home more often, but...

Oh, it's OK, Susie Q.

From now on, your mom and I are just going to have to get used to...

sharing you with the world.

I think you need to talk to those people about a raise.

Your mother is right, honey. How are the benefits?

You know what, Dad? They're pretty awesome.

Oh, speaking of awesome... Who wants to bob for apples?

-You got it, Carl. Just stick your face in my body.

-BOB?

HE LAUGHS

Boo!

Still got it!

Well done as always, monsters.

I love the smell of mutant pumpkin guts in the evening.

Smells like...victory.

Also a little like pie.

Glad you could make it to our party, General.