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Oh.

Professor Juan.

Professor Juan...

Professor Juan!

Sorry, I couldn't hear you with all the crunching in my mouth.

It's all right.

I'm going to buy some food. My treat.

Same as last night?

No, I'm not really hungry. OK, just bring me some tacos.

Two steak, two mixed, a chimichanga,

and some tostadas.

No problem,

just don't take your eyes off the atomic particle reactor.

Relax, it's safe in my hands. Wait a minute!

I know, I know.

Don't forget the hot sauce.

Exactly, buddy!

Oh!

Oh, no.

No, no, no!

No!

SCARY SHOW

GREENWOOD SCHOOL SCIENCE BATTLE

Greenwood School welcomes you

to its Science Battle!

Photosynthesis?

Boring!

Next.

WHERE DO THINGS GO AFTER FLUSHING?

Next.

THE SCIENCE OF BOOGERS

Next.

Hey, come here!

Otto! Sit! Stay!

Come here!

Try to be more careful, "Einstein".

Calling somebody "Einstein" is a compliment.

But we managed to scare you.

Next, Danny Dockings and...

Where's your partner?

No partner, I'm a free agent.

That's because he has no friends!

They say that the best inventions

stem from solving a problem. Right?

I suppose.

Well, Otto has fleas

and he hates when I bathe him with shampoo.

So, I invented a nanobot

that fights off his fleas face to face.

Look through the microscope, you'll see my robot in action.

I don't think it's a big deal.

That's because it's so small. It's a nanobot.

It uses liquid nitrogen to freeze fleas.

Maybe next time your project could be a bit more visual.

Congratulations, loser.

Oh! What do we have here?

It's a volcano!

A volcano!

Yes. Now, that was very entertaining!

I think we have the winner

of the Science Battle!

The winner!

-Well done, my darling. -Thanks, Mommy.

I thought the prize went to the best scientist,

not to the most obnoxious kid with momism.

What did you just say about my mom?

-Oh... -Grab him!

There!

Come out, Danny. You can't hide.

You know the rules.

If you run, it's worse.

No!

Otto, no! Get over here!

Mangy dog!

Ah?

Help, Mom, help!

Put us down, put us down!

They won't bother you anymore.

Wow, that thing is awesome!

Of course, I invented it.

I'm Miss Evans. Principal of Cranston Academy.

A secret boarding school for geniuses.

And I have a private matter to discuss with you.

I think this is as private as we can be.

We've been following your academic progress for years,

and we believe that you

would be a lot more appreciated someplace else.

-You do? -Oh!

We'd like to offer you a full scholarship to Cranston.

Ah! Wow!

Wow!

Welcome to Cranston Academy.

Ah! Ah!

At my old school they said that learning wasn't a science.

But in Cranston it is!

In Cranston, we will help you

develop your full potential.

You can let your imagination wander free.

Everything you need

to be successful will be at your reach.

Come to Cranston,

and you could be the next Edward Fizerton.

We want you at Cranston!

With our training, we believe you will do great things.

You mean I have to choose between this school

where I have to run from getting my head

flushed in the toilet and accepting a scholarship

to a school for geniuses in its name?

I understand if you need time to think it over.

I accept.

We'll send a car to pick you up, and remember to wash your hands.

When they said it was a full scholarship

did they say it included this car service?

It looks so fancy and expensive.

Mom, it's all right. Don't worry.

Remember what we discussed.

I don't want them calling me

and saying that you revived all the frogs in an experiment,

or that you invented a ray to enlarge chickens.

Right. Sorry about that.

The effect should be temporary.

Have fun at the school for geniuses, dear.

Tell them you got your smarts from my side of the family.

-Goodbye Danny! -Goodbye, Danny!

Approximate transit time to London, England,

one hour and three minutes.

What?

Careful!

Your flying car is very impressive,

but the mints leave much to be desired.

Please keep your seat belt buckled

until the vehicle comes to a complete stop.

Ah!

Welcome to Cranston Academy!

Park car number 17.

Wow!

Wow, such nasty weather.

It's the best we've had in months.

Welcome to England.

Cranston is home to the best students

from all around the world.

You are now part of that select group, Danny.

-Wow. -Careful!

Wow! This is impressive!

Ouch! Hey!

Watch where you hover, Mr. Yulanov.

Sorry, Miss Evans. Oh!

No way! An atomic particle reactor!

I can't believe it!

Nobody can go in the atomic particle reactor

because it broke down some time ago.

Miss Evans, will you sign my permission slip

so I can continue my experiment?

I think you're progressing nicely, Tammy.

Although cloning isn't included in the school curriculum.

Did you hear that, Tammy 2? You're going to have a sister!

Awesome!

She loves cloning.

Our 3D printer hasn't stopped for an instant.

Which reminds me, I have to order

more flesh cartridges.

Gross!

You're really going to like your teacher, Mr. Stern.

He's a wonderful educator.

In spite of the first impression,

you'll find him very amusing.

I.Q. scan correct.

Principal Evans.

Professor Stern... students.

I'd like to introduce Danny Dockings.

The first recipient

of the newly established Cranston Academic Scholarship.

Yes. Our new scholarship program.

Let's pick kids out of the academic sewers

and bring them to the best school.

Danny, why don't you tell us something

about your science project?

I built a nanobot that freezes my dog's fleas.

But that's only the beginning.

This technology has many applications.

Oh!

Good luck!

Give that to me.

Hmm.

No, my nanobot!

Let me make something very clear, son.

Cranston Academy is a school for geniuses.

I'm a genius too.

Please! Your presence in this room

brings the I.Q. average down by ten points.

And that includes our little hamster.

But the principal was impressed by my Science fair project.

Please! Cranston students

aren't allowed to participate in science fairs.

This scholarship is a silly idea of the principal

to bring new minds to the Academy.

But you soon shall flunk,

and we will go back to being the great school

we've always been.

Now, go sit down.

Well, guys...

Don't pay attention to Stern. He's just jealous.

Hi, I'm Liz.

Finally, a normal person.

You are normal, aren't you?

I read your nanobot design online.

It's brilliant!

Your abilities will be very useful

for the final project.

-You wanna be on my team? -Thanks for the offer,

but I'm a free agent.

Scholarship boy, keep quiet!

Ah!

Ah!

I can't believe it. Hey, I'm sorry, OK?

Thanks a lot, genius!

It took me two weeks to make it, and it's due in one hour.

Hey, do you have a radiation suit?

No.

Oh. Too bad.

Thanks.

Ah!

What are you doing here?

You're in my room.

Actually, you're in mine.

What?

We're...?

-Roomies! -Roomies!

Is this a joke? I can't believe it.

This is so unfair.

Do you think I want this?

I don't need an unhygienic roommate

who doesn't shower or pick up his mess.

I do shower.

Once in a while.

There has to be a completely rational explanation for this.

Yes.

Somebody wants to ruin my life!

Let's ask Miss Evans to put you in another room.

First of all, you're the one who needs to change rooms.

Second, she won't do anything.

I'm the only student left who doesn't have a roomy.

In that case...

-What's that? -It's a holo-wall.

I invented it.

It alerts me when something or somebody

goes into my side of the room to steal my ideas.

Why would anybody want to do that?

I don't know. Maybe because my last lab partner

published a scientific report that I wrote

and then he was hired at Global Tech.

Ouch...

Yes. Let's just say I don't want any more partners.

What are you doing to my wall now?

Don't you know who Edward Fizerton is?

How were you accepted here?

He's the guy who invented the fusion reactor,

photographed inside a black hole,

and he just announced the discovery

of a new particle, called

the Liz Fiz Boson.

In case you haven't noticed,

he's my favorite scientist.

And he's my dad.

What? You're Liz Fizerton?

Wow, it'll be hard to follow in his steps.

I don't want to be like him, if that's what you think.

It's a coincidence that I'm taking the same classes.

What's he like?

Is he always doing cool stuff

like being really cool and stuff like that?

No. He's my dad.

By definition, that means he's not cool.

Could you mention me to him?

Obviously, I can't.

-Go to sleep, Danny. -How about that?

I'm not sleepy yet, and the light switch is on my side,

so...

I said go to sleep, Danny.

Hmm?

Ah!

Hey, thanks for fixing it.

It gave me something to do, I couldn't sleep.

Your nerves, right?

No, your snoring. You snore like a pig.

Like an electric saw.

I'm sorry to hear it.

Yeah, she goes like this.

I mean I'm sorry to hear that you're Liz's roommate.

Liz, don't be embarrassed.

I snore too on account of my nasal conchae.

But I don't snore.

Pop quiz.

You have three minutes to solve this equation.

I suppose you all read the chapter in your textbooks.

Mhm.

Time's up.

Ah.

I knew you hadn't read that chapter.

How did you get the answer?

Through reverse engineering.

Let's check it with our computerized grading system.

Ninety nine! Yeah!

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

That's the lowest grade in the class.

In Cranston, 99 percent is a flunking grade.

Thanks, Tammy 2.

I'm Tammy 3.

You'll have to get a higher grade.

If your final project isn't spectacular,

you'll be expelled.

Are you working on your final project?

I'm trying to. I need to come up with something grand.

How about a machine

that recycles all these bad ideas?

Very funny!

Well, I'm going to sleep.

You'll have to shut your factory

of bad ideas until tomorrow.

Mhm!

ATOMIC PARTICLE REACTOR

AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY

Oh.

Oh!

Ah!

Hmm? New plan:

I'll repair the atomic particle reactor,

discover a new particle and name it after me,

and prove that I'm a genius and deserve to be here.

Easy.

Well, Rome wasn't built in one day.

April 8th, inventor's diary.

The atomic particle reactor

is in worse shape than I thought.

I'm going to need high voltage batteries,

a crazy amount of copper wire,

and an even crazier amount of chocolate bars.

Hmm?

HIGH VOLTAGE

Ah!

Ah.

Mhm?

Ha!

So this is where you come every night.

-What are you doing here? -Sometimes I can't sleep.

Whenever I woke up the past two weeks you weren't there.

So this time, I followed you.

Good job, detective.

You know you're not allowed in the atomic reactor, right?

You're going to get in trouble.

If I don't do something awesome, I won't last in Cranston.

So I'm going to repair this thing.

Professor Stern has been trying to for years.

I'll make an even bigger impression.

I built a new integrated circuit

and adapted a high power microwave generator

-to the control panel. -Yeah, right.

Step back. I'm going to turn it on now.

Don't turn anything on until I'm back in bed.

You're such a drama queen.

Nobody has made history by staying in bed.

Ah?

-What now? -Wow, I'm speechless.

I don't get it.

Simple. The electromagnetic polarity is reversed.

Dummy!

Ah!

Yes, everything is fine so far.

-That doesn't look very good. -Oh, no.

Ah!

Danny.

-What are you doing? -I'm checking it out.

Wait.

If you run into trouble, I'll pull you out with this.

You're such a worrywart.

Wow.

Hey, what's going on?

I'm fine!

Stop tugging on the cable!

I think I better go home!

Ah!

What? Didn't you hear me say I was going home?

Oh...

What now? You were supposed to be tied to the cable.

We have to turn it off!

Turn off, turn off!

Why won't this thing turn off?

One problem solved.

Now, let's catch that monster!

Aha! This is just what I needed!

That's right, my little darling.

He doesn't seem dangerous.

-Are you serious? -Well, for a monster.

I missed you so much, dear...

-We could try to talk to him. -OK, go ahead.

I'll be right behind you.

I've never seen you blinking like this.

Several steps behind you.

Let's get out of here, darling.

Come on, beautiful.

Just feel my heart, it's beating out of control.

I won't let go of you. I will never let you go.

-Hello? -Your 60-watt heat...

-Hello! -...makes my blood boil.

Oh Bulb, I missed you so much.

Ay, ay, ay!

Sorry, my love. It isn't you, it's me.

Hello there.

Hi cutie, how are you?

No, no, don't take me away!

Don't send me back to that horrible place!

We just want to talk to you.

Who are you?

I'm... Liz? No, no. I'm Danny.

She's Liz.

Hi.

-And who are you? -Daniel, Elizabeth.

What a pleasure!

Call me Mothman.

I used to be human, but now I'm a monster.

What? What did you say?

-What are you doing here? -What's that bright slimy stuff?

Are you really a monster?

No. I'm not a "munster". I'm a "moster"!

Say it after me.

What country is he from?

Don't be foolish, Daniel.

His accent is from northern Mexico.

Wait! What doesn't make sense

is for this monster to speak.

I will answer all your questions, millennials.

But first, let's get some grub.

What do moths eat?

I know! Liz has some very ugly sweaters.

Who says my sweaters are ugly?

Nobody's eating them.

Sweaters sound good.

But I'm dying for some delicious tacos.

I know where we can take you.

Darling, I thought I had lost you.

You'll be my forever love.

It's not so bad.

Welcome to the taco place. May I take your order?

Yes, yes!

Hi there, blonde. I want some

shawarma style tacos with everything, please.

Plus, two choriqueso tacos and three brisket tacos.

And a glass of kombucha.

We only have what's on the menu, sir.

You're kidding!

What is that?

Mexican sushi?

This would make my grandparents cry,

even the ones on the moth side.

-Let's go sit down. -Wait a minute, wait!

You call this Mexican food? It's an insult.

Lower your voice.

If somebody sees you here they'll call the cops.

Why? Just because I ordered chorizo?

No. Because you're a four-armed mothman

from another dimension.

Oh well, if you put it that way.

OK, here's your food.

Now you have to answer our questions.

Start from the beginning.

As if we didn't know anything. Especially her.

Hmm!

Look, I wasn't always like this.

I used to be an engineer at Cranston Academy.

One night, there was a terrible storm

and lightning struck.

And something dragged me to that horrible place!

That happened when an electrical current

went through the atomic reactor?

I think you were dragged to the Fourth Dimension!

What are you talking about?

The Fourth Dimension is time. Everybody knows that!

Everybody knows that.

OK. I think the place where you were dragged

is the Fifth Dimension!

But... Where am I?

There are some extremely mean monsters

in the Fifth Dimension.

I've seen monsters

that I couldn't even describe.

I thought I'd never get out of there alive.

It would have been a pity to lose a handsome dude like me.

And there, in the Fifth Dimension

I was attacked by a giant moth.

What is this?

What's happening to me?

It hurts!

Help!

Huh? What?

Oh, my word!

I've searched for that moth for twenty years.

I want to take revenge!

Sorry, are you referring to me?

I think we meet again.

I knew we'd meet again.

I can still feel your photons caressing my skin.

Get over here.

It must have been terrible to have me, only to lose me.

Right?

This is the greatest scientific discovery

in the past one hundred years!

With this, I won't flunk Science anymore.

You have to tell the world what happened.

That's easy for you to say, girl.

You don't have moth wings growing out of your back.

We all have something we wish we could change.

Like Liz and her snoring.

Danny, I'm going to strangle you when you're asleep.

-My head! -He didn't like the tacos.

Or the beans.

Excuse me, kids. Ever since I became a monster

I get these terrible headaches.

The only thing that relieves them is this.

My beloved sauce.

"Ghost pepper hot sauce"?

It's my own recipe,

and the only good thing to come out

of the Fifth Dimension.

When I was searching for something to eat

I discovered the hottest peppers I'd ever tasted.

They really are truly out of this world.

And you made a sauce with them, of course.

Of course, bud. Like any true Mexican.

May I try it?

But bud, be careful.

This sauce is hotter than hell.

I can take it.

I eat very spicy food.

We'll see.

Mmm.

Excuse me.

That kid.

No way! You've got to be kidding me.

-My ears are burning! -Uh!

So, how did you like my sauce?

-Ah... It's not that hot. -Good.

Hey.

What are you doing? We have class.

Who cares about attending a dumb class?

-We have to go to the portal. -What's this?

In Cranston, students can't

skip school just like that.

If you're not there, they send a search team.

We have to be discreet, act normal,

and then we'll go back to the portal as soon as we can.

OK, then.

You stay here, Mothman. Make yourself at home.

-Ah! Clean sheets. -The nerve!

What are the odds

of him washing his underwear in the Fifth Dimension?

Actually, Mothman,

would you mind sleeping under the bed?

So nobody sees you in case someone comes in.

I'm going to have to burn my bed.

Finally!

I knew it!

Don't eat my sweaters!

The final project counts for 80 % of your grade,

and in many cases,

it is what will determine your future here in Cranston.

Who will be the first student to present their project?

How about Mr. Dockings?

The student from our...

charity program.

For my final project,

-I'm going to work with Liz. -Mhm.

And we will prove the existence of a parallel Fifth Dimension.

We don't know how it got here.

I think it was like was goes on

in a black hole.

Where space-time folds over itself,

or maybe like a wormhole, or something like that.

This is a Science class, not science fiction.

Elizabeth, I suggest you don't team up someone

who will only drag you to the bottom of the pit.

You have a great reputation to uphold.

Now, does anybody have a real project?

I've been developing a cold fusion machine...

Look. Look, Danny. Delicious tacos.

Psst! Psst!

-Liz. -Ouch.

-Ah! -Hey.

What are we going to do?

At least he's not kissing light bulbs.

-Danny. -Professor Stern.

May I go to the bathroom?

Stop interrupting.

It's an emergency.

Last night I had some tacos, and they didn't agree with me.

I think I'm going to take a long time.

I had tacos last night too.

Spoiled tacos.

I'm coming.

What are you doing?

We told you to stay in the room.

My kids!

I found a Mexican food stall on the street,

-and they had brisket. -What?

I was so excited that I brought you some.

Here!

Wow.

Mmm. This is delicious.

Liz, how about a bite?

Do you know what will happen

if somebody sees you in the streets?

Because I'm a northern dude?

Forget that! Because you're a mothman.

Of course, because I'm a four-armed monster.

Sometimes I forget,

but then I go to the bathroom and remember.

Professor "you have to do a better job" hates me,

and now he hates you too for working with me.

So, we can skip class and go to the portal.

Oh, no.

Get the door for me, will you?

Oh, no! What happened?

That doesn't look good.

Do you ever get the feeling

that something bad is about to happen?

I never get that feeling.

Stop being such a pessimist.

I'd rather be a live pessimist than a dead optimist.

That was really deep.

The portal... is growing.

Any monster that came out of there

is roaming around campus.

You're always imagining the worst scenario.

Let's be objective.

That scream could have been over anything.

Over homework, or over acne.

Over final exams!

Ah! A pink monster!

In this case you were right!

New plan: send the monster back

and convince that boy that he's crazy.

Gross!

He wiped his nose on that boy.

Let's go.

This is just a dream.

Come on!

-It's just a dream. -Stop...

You're crazy, man.

Crazy!

-Ah! -So crazy, dude!

Sh!

-Stop that! -What's wrong with you?

-He's a student. -Really?

He looked like a monster.

Kids around here are really ugly!

Did you guys see that?

It looked like it went right through the wall.

Well, ladies first.

Why me? You're the one who opened the portal.

The truth is, you fixed the last part of the reactor.

So, it was actually you who opened the portal.

Mhm.

So, you go.

You brutes.

Hello! Pink, drooling monster!

His name is Manuel.

That thing has a name?

I baptized him myself.

-Oh. -Ah.

Guys...

Remember, he's probably more scared of us than we are of him.

Oh... Well, he doesn't seem to be very scared.

Stop it, Manuel!

That sounded expensive.

Danny!

This tastes worse than it looks.

Danny! Use this!

Let's see how you like this.

I want to hear every detail.

I repaired the atomic particle reactor

and messed up space-time.

I accidentally opened a portal to another dimension

and I accidentally liberated a pink, drooling monster

into our world,

and he trashed the place.

-Are you done? -Yes.

No. That thing's name is Manuel. Now I'm done.

The part about the reactor is a lie.

I wasn't intelligent enough to repair it,

so you couldn't have.

If there's a better reason so expel you now,

I can't think of it.

What?

There's something horrible going on,

and I get the feeling that only we can stop it.

Get in.

Go see the atomic particle reactor for yourself.

There really is a portal to another dimension.

Please, Miss Evans, you have to believe us.

Life doesn't give endless opportunities.

Next time somebody vouches for you,

try not to let them down.

Danger, danger!

Manuel! Get back here! You ate the principal!

Let's chase him!

We have to stop that thing.

The portal continues growing. It's double the size again.

Bigger monsters will be able to come through.

How big could they be?

No!

I was imagining something a lot bigger.

Aww!

Well, that one is big.

Javier, settle down, or I'll give you a whipping.

I think you need scarier names for those monsters

who are trying to kill us.

Where were you?

We told the teachers

that the Fifth Dimension is real,

and you were our proof.

Sorry about that. You told me to hide from humans,

so I hid from humans.

You can stop hiding now.

They won't notice the difference.

Your friends are all over the place.

-What? -Ah!

Huh?

I.Q. scan is incorrect!

What?

Excuse me, you see...

If my calculations are right,

and that thing continues growing at this rate,

the portal will swallow everything

in a matter of 24 hours.

-Take them to the brain. -Huh?

-Take them to the brain. -What are you doing? Let go!

-Mothman, stop! -Listen!

-What are you doing, let go! -Let us go!

Take them to the brain.

-Sorry about that. -Throw some sauce on him.

...to the brain, take them to the brain.

This sauce wakes up the dead!

-Stay still. -Don't come any closer.

-How come? -You grabbed our heads

and said "take them to the brain."

What? No!

Danny dislocated your finger to free us.

I would remember if he had...

I apologized right away.

Let me see that.

Don't worry, this won't hurt...

hardly.

Thank you. Kids, I haven't been completely honest with you.

My headaches aren't normal migraines.

Besides the pain, I hear voices telling me what to do.

This sauce is the only thing that clears my mind.

Don't you think you should have told us that information

before trying to kill us?

That's why I'm telling you.

In case you try to kill us again?

-Yeah. -OK, continue.

I didn't tell you

because you would have thought I was a monster.

Yes, because you are a monster.

But only when you behave like one.

This is your chance to show your true self.

Help us close this portal once and for all.

What did you mean by "take them to the evil brain"?

Is that the person in charge?

No, bud. It's literally a brain.

No way.

The Fifth Dimension gets its power

from a giant, bodiless, pulsating brain.

It's pretty gross, actually.

Yes. But it's our fault.

We have to destroy it.

If we want to eliminate it, we need supplies.

Work, work!

It's ringing.

Hello? Miss Evans?

Wrong number.

They're taking our teachers.

The portal was my experiment, but it isn't my fault.

Professor Stern, you have to help us!

Darling.

Don't worry. We'll go to another school.

Everything will be...

Grab anything we may need over there.

-Flashlights. -Goggles.

-Pillows? -Different sized

magnifying glasses.

Liquid nitrogen! A flare!

Chocolate bars!

-Chocolate bars? -There's always room for treats.

I'm not going to eat weird food in the Fifth Dimension.

Right, Mr. Mothman?

Mr. Mothman!

Good idea. The food over there is scarier than the monsters.

Can we stop and buy some churros?

There's no time for churros.

Aluminum paper should keep the tentacles

from connecting to your brain.

Are you sure?

No, but it's better than nothing.

I don't need bracelets, I'm a monster.

I'm warning you, get ready for a harrowing trip.

In the Fifth Dimension you will see things

that will scar you for life.

Mmm...

Delicious!

Let's go already.

Darling, I have to go now and become a hero.

But tomorrow I'll treat you to some tacos.

We have to get passed them

and reach the atomic particle reactor without a scratch.

There are too many of them!

Friends...

this school has existed for over 500 years.

My grandfather studied here, and so did my dad.

And our duty as students is to protect it.

If anybody can stop these things it's us.

We need to create a distraction to defeat them!

-Will you help us? -Yes! Of course.

We'll finish them off.

Ah!

-What's the PH? -100 percent acidic.

We have to neutralize it with a base.

Uh-uh! Come here, doggy!

I'll distract him, you guys continue down the hallway.

We have to get to the lab.

Holy mother! Mothers Martha and Lupe!

How nice to see you again!

Run!

Relax ladies, relax.

How about a little dance?

Check it out.

Come on, come on! Let's go, up, higher!

Higher!

Hey!

Relax, Martha.

Calm down.

I don't think it'll last very long.

Martha or Lupe!

-Stop! -Where are you going?

Trust me. I've done this before.

Everyone split up!

Run, run!

Lithium hydroxide, coming up!

Wait a minute! Stop, Lupe!

Good job.

Come here, darling. Come on.

I'm rooting for the hamster.

Well done!

Don't worry, he'll go back to his normal size

in a few minutes.

We'll take charge.

Big moth! Let's go!

I can't.

I can't go back!

Sure you can. Come on!

If you had seen everything that I saw.

Danny, we have to do something quick.

It's time for you to be a man... a mothman.

We're going in, and you better come with us.

Forgive me, Danny.

Ah!

He abandoned us.

I know. But we have to go on.

-Mhm. -Hey!

Danny!

Hey, give me back my chocolate bar!

-Let him have it. -Give it back!

Leave my friends alone!

-You came back. -What are you doing here?

You two are my new family,

and nothing is more important than family.

A true Mothman.

And a true man, no doubt.

Mr. Moth, I'm glad you came back

because we have no idea what we're doing.

-Guide us. -You said it, I'll head it.

Oh. This is really ugly.

It's getting dark.

Yes.

Oh.

Yes!

Mmm.

Seriously?

Danny...

-Hmm? -Oh, dear.

Let's go, we have to continue.

Hey, wait for us!

Yes. I wonder...

Was it this way or that way?

Who knows.

Guys.

Danny!

Wow. They caught everyone.

Miss Evans! You're all right.

I wouldn't exactly say that she's all right.

I mean, she's not dead.

I say you settle for very little.

The more brains it consumes,

the more powerful this place becomes.

-Thank you. -It has Tammy!

It has Tammy 2, and Tammy 3!

And I suppose that must be Tammy 4,

and Tammy 5, 6 and 7.

No! If you unplug her now, she will never wake up.

We must pull them from the root.

We have to save everybody before it's too late.

Stern? Compadre?

Compadre?

We used to work together. He is my... He's my friend.

Hey, did you bring the sauce?

Stern! We're going to save you!

No offense, but your buddy is a real sourpuss.

What?

Follow me.

Let's camp here tonight.

Fine with me, I have blisters.

Huh?

Smear pus on your body.

-Eww! -What for?

So the insects eat the pus

and you still have skin in the morning.

Sorry, what did you say?

Those insects are carnivorous.

Why are you doing that?

It's obvious. I hate insects more than I hate pus.

You wanna wake up with roaches on your rump?

No, thanks. I'm not planning on sleeping.

Huh?

Ouch!

Get off!

I hate this place!

Brain...

Liz.

Liz!

Why wake me up when I'm covered in insects?

I'll be scarred for life!

You rather be covered in insects and not know?

Of course! Would you like to wake up during a surgery?

-No. -See what I mean?

I didn't wake you up to hear what scares you more.

Look at Mothman.

He doesn't sound very good.

Oh great brain, I will do as you say.

-He's just dreaming. -Take them to the brain...

It must be a nightmare.

...for you to eat Liz's and Danny's brains.

That's a specific nightmare, don't you think?

Yes. Let's wake him up.

Danny, you know what to do.

It's empty!

Run! Get away from me!

No siree, we will not leave you here.

We aren't going anywhere. We're a team,

and we have to stick together!

Resist, Mothman.

You're only a monster if you allow yourself to be one.

I'm a monster!

-I'm a monster! -Yeah, fight it!

-I'm not a monster! -Resist, Mothman!

I'm not a monster!

Mothy?

The voices quieted down.

Let go of him, you purple filth!

Don't Danny, you know what will happen if you unplug him!

We can't leave him here!

There is only one way to free him.

We have to find the brain and then destroy it.

This is all my fault.

I opened the portal.

It's my fault half the school is connected to tentacles,

and Mr. Moth was taken.

Go away Liz!

Before my next stupid idea kills you.

But we're a team.

I created this problem,

and I have to solve it by myself.

I don't want anything to happen to you too.

That's why I've always been a free agent.

Stupid Fifth Dimension!

Stupid roots!

Stupid bracelet!

Danny!

Let go of him!

Are you all right?

Thanks.

So? Are we still a team?

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that.

I can't do this without you.

Good, because I've been thinking.

Mothman said the Fifth Dimension is a live organism

and we're looking for a brain.

Tell me, what do these tentacles look like?

Like disgusting veins of death?

Like nerves. A nervous system

that runs throughout the whole organism.

The tentacles will lead us directly to it. Like a map.

A disgusting map of purple, throbbing veins.

Personally, I'd prefer a GPS.

It's some kind of membrane.

"Birdbrain membrane."

Cut that out.

We must be close.

This membrane keeps things from entering the brain.

Try keeping this out!

-Are you OK? -I think so.

I admit that I didn't think that plan out very well.

Unless you want an exfoliation,

I suggest you move.

-Great idea! -Run!

Over here.

What?

It looks like they're connected to something.

I don't think they'll be trouble.

That makes it easier.

Oh!

Oh, what a great headache!

Are you serious, Danny? Cracking bad jokes right now?

Well, what would you call it?

A meteorological anomaly in the Fifth Dimension.

Yeah, right. That's like a tongue twister.

Let's get to work.

Huh?

They are our friends.

We can't hurt them. What are we going to do?

We have to split them up.

Split them up and entangle them.

It works!

Grab my hand!

Watch out!

Liz, hand me that flashlight

-and the magnifying glass. -Mhm.

I couldn't get the magnifying glass.

Watch out!

-Danny! -I'm fine.

But I'm going to need that magnifying glass.

Let him go!

Danny!

No Danny, no!

Help!

Danny, you're alive!

I knew it would work!

I turned it into a frosty brain!

Come on, that was a good one.

What else can you say when you literally

freeze a giant brain?

Well, I'll grant you that.

Stern?

Compadre?

Shorty?

Hey, it's me. Juan.

I can't believe it, it's you. Juan!

Oh. You haven't changed a bit, my dear shorty.

Run!

The portal is closing!

It's losing power because the brain is dead.

It's too far, we'll never make it out on time!

Leave that to me.

Activating sequence, field trip transports.

-Field trip? -What?

Huh?

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

-Ah! -Oh!

Hurry up, Mr. Moth!

Stop.

We have to go back for Moth.

Don't worry, kid.

I have something I call disgusting moth wings.

See you later, Manuel!

Francisca!

This time it's one on one!

Mothman tries a slingshot.

Francisca gives him the runaround. That was close!

And they're at it again.

This time they crash with a belly-breaker.

They both get up again.

Mothman tries a brain-buster.

But Francisca turns the tables with a vengeance!

She gives it all she's got.

Mothman jumps from the ropes...!

Where's Mothman?

He didn't make it.

He gave his life to save us.

Like I'm not going to give my life for someone.

I want to live!

-Mr. Moth! -I have four arms for a reason.

Come and get your hugs.

Now what?

-Let's get some churros. -And then what?

Danny will be grounded for the rest of his life,

but we will certainly win the Physics Nobel Prize.

Sounds good. But let's get those churros first.

Welcome to the Cranston Academy Annual Award ceremony.

And this year's prize

for discovering a new dimension

and saving the whole school from annihilation

is for Liz Fizerton and Danny Dockings!

Hello.

You're the best!

Relax, it's not a big deal.

I always knew he was a genius.

Thank you.

History tells us that we geniuses

are free agents.

But I learned that geniuses are created when a group

of great minds work together.

Hey, people!

Thank you, thank you.

I feel very happy.

I love being back on the Cranston team.

So, let's hear you say "Fifth Dimension".

Fifth Dimension!

Very good, kids.

Oh, no.

-Hey, is that your...? -Yes. It's my dad.

We're taking you out to eat later.

Mhm?

Wow! The research scholarship

covered the repair of the atomic particle reactor.

Listen, do you think there's a sixth dimension?

There's only one way to find out.