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Zulu
Invader Zim Vindicated! s02e5A (s06e01)
Subtitles: Ainee
I have shown you the horrors of war!
The devastation of famine!
Pictures of my birth!
But I don't think you comprehend what awaits you in adult life!
To better prepare you for the inevitable character-building horrors,
we will now play bludgeon ball!
It's fun!
So, it's human against alien!
Ironic I should face my enemy in this stupid barbaric game!
Let this be our battlefield!
It's the size of a hippo, that head!
Look at his eyeball!
The eyeball of an alien invader!
Lies! Lies!
Have you never heard of... pinkeye?!
It is a normal human illness.
Yeah, Pinky has it pretty bad right now.
Yeah. Zim's just sick and ugly.
But... No pinkeye! Green skin! Red things!
Your screaming was amusing for a while, Dib,
but now you're just scary!
Go to the councilor's office!
Yes, I am normal!
So normal and ugly am I!
Hi! I'm Mr. Dwicky, the new councilor!
What happened to the old councilor?
Something... horrible!
Help... me....
So. You wanna tell me what's wrong?
Nothing.
This file suggests otherwise.
Doesn't matter. Nobody believes me.
The Earth's been invaded by an alien!
He goes to this school and my own people
help him by being so ignorant!
You can laugh now. I'm crazy and full of lies.
Actually, I always believed in aliens!
But I never found any proof so I did the next best thing.
I work with public school children. They're scary too!
I've got proof!
This is an alien space ship I captured!
And here's Zim's robot dog taking out the garbage.
I try to go through Zim's trash once a week.
Mostly I just find burnt gerbils and worn down rubber piggies but...
So the dog brings out the trash?!
How can it even hold things with those nubby arms?
I know! And no one else thinks it's weird!
Or like how Zim doesn't have ears or how he doesn't think
ponies know what we're thinking!
Calm down! I believe you, Dib!
You... you.. you... you believe me?
Wait a minute!
You escaped from some experiment where they
hit you in the head with car doors, right?
Almost! But no! I really do believe you!
I even wanna help out!
A team? Really?!
Two believers against the world! And Zim!!!
If you're serious, meet me after school is out!
You got it, partner!
...partner...
Dwicky! You really believe in aliens?
Not anymore! All the child-like wonder was ripped from my heart
the day my foot got stuck in an escalader
and aliens didn't come rescue me.
No, I'll just humor Dib until he tells me what the real problem is.
That's psycho-technical talk!
Indeed it is.
We teamed up just in time for you to help out with my plan
to get Zim to confess his alien self to the world.
Hey, that sounds fun! What's that?
A schematic for an alien identification transmitter.
I yanked it from Zim's computer.
You can send messages with encoded signatures from alien races.
You know, if it works, we could pretend we're aliens
and send Zim a transmission setting him up for a trap!
Right! We can catch him on video without his disguise!
I was gonna use it to call him names in alien languages,
but your plan's cool too.
Now do you understand my latest and most brilliant plan
for Earth conquest, GIR?
I gotta eat that fish!
No, GIR. The fish is part of the plan.
- Is it you, Irken Zim? - Yes. I am Zim!!!
Who are you?
We are Digzum and Commodore Sloat of the planet Plookesia.
We have crash-landed on this horrific planet,
and you have some materials we could use for repairs, ya know?
Give me one reason why I should help you!
A trade! In return for your help,
we will give you some super weapons!
We would be most grateful, you jerk!
I could always use more super weapons.
You might not know this, but I'm,
sorta gonna wipe out all the life of this planet.
Great! We'll meet you in the woods in one hour!
And don't wear a disguise!
Just so we know you're not a human!
The woods, huh? Vague, but okay.
But those weapons better be super!
They'll be super! They'll be so super,
you'll rue the day you ever messed with planet Earth!
He seemed like a happy guy.
This is gonna be great! Today we expose Zim
for the evil base that he is!
Okay, I don't think Zim's showing up, Dib.
Maybe it's time you two stopped playing
and told me the real reason you're so frustrated.
Playing?! This isn't playing! This is...
You don't believe me! You...
I thought you were different!
Look, I know you think I lie, and I did, but I was only trying to help.
Isn't this just great?! While you waste my time,
Earth gets one step closer to being taken over!
That's my problem right there!
My problem is that the human race seems to want to be destroyed!
Say, why don't we talk about this at school.
He's here!
Who... what... an alien?! A real...
A real alien, yes! Glad to see you've come around,
Mr. Dwicky! Here, record!
Zim! We meet at last!
I just saw you three hours ago...
What are you doing here, Stink-meat?!
You fell for our trick, Zim! There are no Plookusians
coming to give you weapons! Isn't that right, Mr. Dwicky?
- Dwicky, huh? - Hi!
Two against the armada? I'm not worried.
Hey! Look at this!
GIR! Enough!
Two will become millions once the world sees this tape, Zim!
We'll swat...
I don't see any other Plookesians here.
Well, I could've sworn...
Hey! Who are you?!
Oh, hey, how's it goin'? I'm Mooshy, and this is Spoopty.
We're Plookesians! We heard a Plookesian signal
and we came back to check it out, ya know,
'cause that's what we do - Yeah, but it must've been
a mix-up! Sorry for the interruption.
Wait! I sent the signal! I was using it to lure this alien!
Hey, none 'a our business!
You're really all aliens?!
Heh, of course not! Gimme that camera!
Well, to us, you're the aliens!
That is never not funny!
- I know! I know! - Spoopty, you crazy!
Enough! Where are my weapons?!
- What weapons? - The super weapons you promised me!
Geez, Zim! Don't you get it?
They never talked to you! It was all a trick!
Where are they?!
I don't know what you're talking about,
but if it'll make you happy, we have some super weapons
lyin' around if you want 'em. Spoopty, get the guy the super weapons.
- You sure are nice, boss. - Well, I do what I can.
A real space ship! Space ship!!!
And you fly through the stars, seeing all the universe?!
Yeah, well, flyin' through the stars would be pretty stupid, man!
But, yeah, we fly around. You wanna come along?
Wow! Do I!
Hey! Thank you!
Dwicky! What about our team?!
Sad little Dib! No more ally and no more proof!
How did you know to come here, anyway?
Zim, you moron! I told you, I arranged this meeting!
Well, see you! Come on, GIR!
Subtitles: Ainee
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