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(bell chimes)

(spy music)

Hit it! (funky music plays)

Cute and cuddly, boys.

(alarm sounds)

(computer voice) "Impact imminent."

Appears to be a meteor, Skipper, coming in hot and fast!

Something tells me this is not good at all.

I've got a visual!

Give me the worst-case scenario.

It wipes out the Eastern Seaboard. Aww...

Best-case scenario?

Erm... Ohio is suddenly beach front property?

Er... Cleveland!

Negatory. I like the beach where it is. Rico!

Meteors can do that?

Well, technically speaking, nuh-uh! Brace for impact!

Is that... It can't be.

But it is. It's... Lemmy!

You have come back home!

How I've missed y... ow! Hot! Hot!

Too hot to handle? Of course not.

Mort will give the royal welcome home hug.

Go ahead.

Ow! I still don't like robot.

70 million miles to Mars and back! Give it up for craftsmanship!

But why did he come back?

Silly penguin, this is his home!

Hold on. Last we saw, the robot was in the grips of an evil Space Squid.

How'd you escape, Lemmy?

Of course. The penguin fighting techniques we taught you!

Mm, sorry. Those are the dance moves I taught him.

Go, Lemmy! Bust a movement!

Hm... not sure what that is. That's one of yours?

Nope, that's definitely one of your La-De-Da moves.

I think he's trying to tell us something.

If I'm reading these signs right, he's saying...

(jabbers)

Space squid! (screams)

You broke robot! (giggles) Thank you, squidy!

Mort! No!

It has heisted my boomy box! And I can't move me!

Mort, must it always be about you?

Mort is experiencing complete and total immobilisation.Yay!

Though he retains the power of speech. Which should be obvious.

How long will it last? A week. Maybe two.

Dandy! What am I supposed to do with him until then?

I could be a feet rest! Oh, that's a good idea, Mort!

Mm... happiness is a warm foot...

Er... No.

(screams) The news about Lemmy is better.

His self repair protocols activated and the head is already online!

In a few hours, Lemmy will be fully operational.

Fantastic! We need every man on his feet and fighting. Or dancing.

Twinkletoes ain't gonna squash this squid, Ringtail.

Are we sure the space squid is evil?

This could be a wonderful chance to make friends across the stars.

Skipper, may I?

Naive nonsense, Private!

Do you know what a lifetime devoted to sci-fi movies has taught me?

You'll never be a big hit with the ladies? Besides that.

Aliens are evil! They are slimy, disgusting,

and ruthlessly determined to conquer and/or consume the penguin race.

Erm, I don't know if this is important,

seems a little borderline to me,

but the squidy is taking your talking box.

Grab it!

Yeah, I'm not touching that. I hear you.

(penguins yell)

(squid roars)

(penguins yell)

It got... bigger.

Keen insight, Kowalski.

You see, Lemmy, penguins lack the panache!

Look, this is a complex situation with a lot of variables in play.

You understand, don't you, Lemmy?

See, Lemmy gets that sometimes we're forced to improvise plans.

Yes, plans like "grab it"? You got a better idea?

I say we split into teams, spread out, and trap this Spacey Squid.

That's the most... Wait, did that actually make sense?

By pure random chance, he was bound to have a good idea sooner or later.

Kowalski, Rico, eastern quadrant. Private, lemurs, canvas the North.

And, Lemmy, you're with me.

Er, no. Lemmy should be with me.

I am his mojo mentor, his soul sensei.

Wrong. Lemmy's a fighter, not a prancer!

Give it! Give it!

(sighs) Fine, you can come with us.

(clears throat) And just what, may I ask, are you doing in my habitat?

That's classified. Need to know and top secret.

I'm picking up extraterrestrial energy. It came through here.

Wait. Extraterrestrial energy?

Like I said, need to know. Well, I think I need to know!

When you wake up, all you will recall

is that we spoke of sports and weather.

Erm, why are you clicking that pen?

Er, I thought this was my sonic brain eraser.

My bad.

There it is! (screams)

(squid roars)

(yells) What's going on? Nothing. Nothing at all.

Don't mind us, Marlene. We're just looking for... something.

Back to sleep! Nighty-night!

Yeah. Don't think so. Not until... What are you holding?

Friendship bracelets! For that thing we're looking for.

You're looking for... that thing is alive.

That thing is alive and in here? What is it?!

That's a little hard to say.

On a positive note, I don't think it's in here.

All right! You two, out of here.

And tomorrow, we're going to have a nice long chat about boundaries.

Would you like a bracelet? You are too much. Yes, thank you.

Easy. Danger could lurk around any darkened corner.

Lemmy, you are like Christmas morning, full of surprises.

Check it out, I'm clubbing!

(disco music)

Clubbing is not in Lemmy's mission parameters.

Lemmy's mission is to have a good time all the time.

Give it!

What is that...?

What? I don't see anything. Exactly.

The boom box, the talking toy, now this umbrella.

What's this squid's game?

Hm. Obviously, he is going to play with the toy... in a rainstorm...

while rocking a few choice tunes!

Well, idiot mode is engaged again.

Really? Who is this "Idiot Mode"?

I do not know him or to whom he is engaged. When is the wedding?

Green corn tamales!

Round up the others and get to the Clock Tower, ASAP! What? Why?

(squid roars)

(squid roars)

Maybe this is all just a big misunderstanding.

Maybe it just wants to phone home to its little space friends.

(computer) "Planet ripe for invasion. Send entire fleet."

OK... maybe invasion means something different to the...

Yeah, I give up. Get him!

Gentlemen, take that sucker-covered sucker down!

Erm... I'll just stay here then?

(squid roars)

Gah! I'm immobilised!

Though I still retain the power of...

This all sounds very exciting. Are we winning?

What do we do when we get to it? Huddle up.

You fight it, while I cheer you vigorously from a safe distance.

I'm hit!

Oh. Yeah, great. Leave it all up to me. How typical.

Erm, could someone spare a moment and turn me around?

And pick me up?

Uh-oh

(blows)

(explosion)

OK, Lemmy, we're the last men standing.

'Cept... we're not really men. And you can't stand.

Point is, we can get the drop on the squid, but we gotta do this quiet.

One wrong move could... (yells)

Have you busted the squidy yet?

(squid roars)

Nice job, Ringtail(!)

Erm, this is more of that idiot mode sarcasm, yes?Uh-oh.

I blame yoooooooo... Wha?!

Lemmy! It's you! Sort of!

(Skipper) Duck!

Atta bot! Now use the Mantis Chop!

No, no. Spin into a moonwalk... or better yet, a Mars-walk!

Serpent strike!

Head slide!

Monkey kick!

Side step to corkscrew!

Lotus lumbago! Elbow airchair!

Fist of fury!

Open jazz hand.

(all cheer)

Erm, so we won then, did we?

Soldier, I salute you, too.

Or I would if I could. It's the thought that counts, right?

Yes, Lemmy, boogie your little titanium feet off!

I... Whoa!

Will we ever see him again?

Sure... once he's shown those milksop Martians

what we do to their kind here on the good ol' US of Earth.

Yeah. Hey, so, how long did you say we're gonna be like this?

A week or two? Yes. I'm afraid so.

OK, folks, if we start hopping like tiny bunnies now,

we should get back to our habitats by Sunday.

So... Move out! Tiny bunny! Tiny bunny. Tiny bunny...

Oof! Tiny bunny.