Original subtitles

The Flint Lock... whoa!

Steve!

Nerd!

Flint Lockwood!

Uh oh!

I can't believe I've never shown you my trophy room, Sam!

Oooh, nice.

This is my Schnobel Prize.

Cool!

Aaaaah. y Schmulitzer Prize.

And this one, well you know this one.

I got it at last year's science fair.

Whoa whoa whoa.

Well, I mean, you didn't win the Science Fair.

Well, sure I did. Don't you remember?

It's where we first met.

Oh, I remember meeting you. But I'm the one who won.

Yeah, right.

Yeah! Right.

Yeah right.

Yeah. Right.

There was a winner. Yes.

I was the winner.

The winner's in Lots of winning. the room.

There's a winner ...by me. in the room.

Well, why don't we just see who's right?

Welcome students to this year's Cannery High Science Fair!

I want to wish you all good luck, but hey,

who are we kidding? My son Gil is gonna win.

I won't let you down, Mr. Mayor, Dad, Principal, sir.

No one likes a suck-up, son. No, they don't.

Judging will commence at the end of the week.

SO... WHO'S READY TO SCIENCE?

SCIENCE!

WHOO, SCIENCE! BRING IT ON!

BOO! What has science ever given us?

I'm gonna win! I'm gonna win!

Sounds a bit reverb-y in here.

OH YEAH, SCIENCE!

New girl?

New girl thinks she can come to my school

and out-nerd me?

BEHOLD! The Flint Lockwood Enviro-Rocket,

fueled entirely by unwanted leftovers.

Hmm. Sounds like someone needs more congealed creamed corn.

I think we got a winner here!

Ahem. Thank you, Mayor Principal Shelbourne.

I want to accept this science fair award for...

Dive!

You!

You!

You!

You!

You!

You!

You!

You!

You... just flew through a cumulonimbus cloud!

I've been studying their effects on precipitation

percentages all day. How was it?

Cloudy.

I knew it!

Is that an organic-thrust enviro-rocket

fueled by unwanted leftovers?

Good eye. The ham slime coalesces

with the crusty bits of sardine.

To form a completely efficient...

And environmentally friendly energy source!

Exactly.

Hi. I'm Flint Lockwood.

Sam Sparks.

Sounds like you're into science too.

Yeah! I'm especially into weather.

Oh, speaking of which, looks like I'm out of wind.

And I'm out of fuel!

We have so much in common.

So weird. t's true!

So much. I think we're both about to plummet though.

Oh.

STEVE!

We are totally going to be friends.

Whoa. I don't really do the friendship thing.

What? But I thought...

Um, nope. Now excuse me, I have some work to do

if I'm going to win that science fair.

WHA? [scoffs] What?!

Well, I hate to break it to you,

but I'm going to win that science fair.

I was born to science.

Oh wow, did that hurt?

A lot, actually.

Besides, weather isn't really science per se.

What?!

It's kind of like a pastime,

like duck counting or witchcraft or...

Witchcraft?!

...Maintaining an ant farm.

Of all the...

It is called meteorology.

As if your stupid invention is going to save the world.

You know what?

I'm glad you don't do the friendship thing.

Cause I don't do it either.

Oh, well that's fine.

Fine. Fine.

That is so fine. Fine by me.

Fine over here.

Could you argue somewhere else?

Fine!

Dad, can I talk to you about something?

It's about a girl.

Oh, well, uh, hm... Girl. Yes. Uuuuh.

Well, son, when a little fish meets another little fish,

they're not, they, um, swim around each other, you know,

and they say, "I like this fish" so they just,

life happens, and you know, time goes by,

and what? More fish.

What are you talking about?

I don't know.

Class, I want your full attention. Left. Right.

Left pec. Right pec.

Left pec, left pec, right pec, right pec.

Beat this. The Flint Lockwood External Thought Bubbler.

Each bubble contains one of my genius thoughts.

Prepare to be blown away.

My bum is super itchy.

Why doesn't she want to be my friend?

I hope she doesn't notice my itchy bum.

It's a prototype.

I'm a failure.

Allow me to present my project,

Earth's most explosive phenomenon... THE VOLCANO!

Ooo, get out your french fries,

we got some baking soda and vinegar over here.

Sooo impressed.

Umm, actually, it's molten lava.

You know, from the center of the earth.

Burn!

Bring it! C'mon, mascots; pick yourselves up!

You gotta want it more!

Nobody's winning Regionals with that attitude.

That Sparks girl thinks she's

so smart. Well, let's see if she can top my Flint Lockwood

Wind-Powered Sound Machine.

♪ Marching music

Not bad, if you're into lame.

Check out my Sam Sparks Sound-powered Wind Machine!

WHAT'S THAT?!

I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER MY AWARD-WINNING SCIENCE PROJECT!

THE ONLY AWARD YOU'RE WINNING IS FOR LOSING SO BADLY!

WHAT?

WHAT?

♪

I CAN'T HEAR YOU.

WHAT?!

WHAT?

WHAT? WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?

PARDON?

MEATBALLS!

Hold on Anchor dude! You are our only hope!

WHOA!

[screaming]. DADDY!

You're both disqualified from this science fair

unless you FIX THIS!

Yeah, unless you fix this!

Point's been made.

It has? OK.

- Point's been made. - Thank you.

♪

THIS IS PRETTY BAD. I GUESS WE SHOULD...

YOU KNOW, WORK TOGETHER AND TRY TO FIX IT.

I THOUGHT YOU DIDN'T WANT TO BE FRIENDS.

Well, I... uh...

Hey Dad, this is that girl I was telling you about.

Bye, Dad!

Look, if we're going to work together, I need to know.

Why don't you like me?

It's not you, it's me. It's just... my family moves a lot.

And every time I go to a new place and I meet a new friend,

we end up leaving, and then I have to say goodbye ...again.

You can write!

Just email.

You don't even know him, honey. He's the mover.

Well, what if we agree that if you have to move

from Swallow Falls,

I'll invent the Flint Lockwood Memory Eraser

and it'll wipe out any memory of our friendship.

That way you won't have anything to miss.

You can do that?

I... uh... yeah. For a friend. So, what do you say? Friends?

Friends. By the way, now that we're not enemies,

your wind-powered sound machine was kinda cool.

And your sound-powered wind thingy wasn't half-bad either.

. That's it!

Of course!

It's such an obvious plan.

I'll bet we're thinking the exact same thing!

♪

Pack your bags for Funky Town, Twisty Pants!

Cuz I'm challenging you to a dance duel.

♪

EAT SCIENCE!

♪

You call that a twirl?

Check this out!

Hmm...

♪

We did it!

We did it.

Wait. Why are you dressed like that?

You know... the plan.

You mean the plan where we use the fractured reflective

surface of this giant orbiting sphere to redirect the sun's

energy to heat up the cool air stream at the core

of the tornado and reverse its powerful flow?

Uh, yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah!

So, OK so you weren't just having

a dance-off with a tornado?

No.

Based on what we've just seen,

I believe there is no doubt who should win

this year's science fair.

WOOHOO! We won. We won. We're number one!

My son, Gil.

WHAT?!

For his work in sardine dipping sauces.

Dippity dip, num num num,

butterscotch and squid in my tum.

Couldn't have done it without you, Mr. Mayor Dad, Sir.

No one likes a suck-up, son.

No, they don't.

Hey! What about us?!

Yeah! We saved the town.

You destroyed the town!

Plus, you worked together. That's cheating.

Please. Please. Please.

Look, how can you resist that face?

Oh, fine.

Here. It's for... whatever you want to make it for.

Huh, I guess neither of us won.

What do you mean? I clearly won.

What?! But-

And you did, too. Mayor Principal Shelbourne

said that award could be used for whatever we wanted.

So I'm making it our official friendship award.

We won! We won! We're number one!

Actually Sam, these are typically used for number two.

Ew. You can have it.

Sardine slop.

Sardine slop or sardine surprise.

What's the difference?

Sardine slop.

Sardine surprise!

Oh! My beautiful face!

You're just lucky this is so delicious.

Sweet! Sardines again! Jealous?

Do you like what you see?

Mmm, nibble nibble nibble nibble!

Nothing? I thought you hated sardines.

And what's with the beeps?

Of course! Sam is a cyborg.

It all makes sense now. Her weird square face.

Her rubbery skin.

The fact that she beats me in an arm-wrestle so easily.

Maybe I should just ask why your hands are giggling?

It's nothing!

Oh. Is this one of those girl things

I'm not supposed No. to know about?

No. Like make-up?

No. Or "sleep-overs"?

Or "feelings"?

No.

Or asking for No. directions?

Or always asking other girls for a hair elastic,

but it's like, why don't you ever have one yourself?

I said it's nothing!

So it's not so hard to see why people consider it

one of nature's most beautiful creatures.

Is it a mind-control pencil?

No.

Oh, it's a beard eraser.

What, No.

Is it a mind-control beard eraser?

A shiny spaceship?

It's rhino repellent, right?

Flint Lockwood, is that you yibber yabbering

in the middle of my Cal-aesthetics course?

Sorry, Mr. Earl!

Friends don't keep secrets.

Which is why I'm going to show you my weird and hideous rash.

No! OK. I will show you. But no touchies.

OK.

Ha ha ha ha!

It's my Princess Kittymittens.

Princess Kittymittens? What does it do?

What doesn't it do?

Princess Kittymittens! Look at it!

Pick it up. Put it down. Smell it out.

Lick it. Eat it!

DO NOT EAT IT!

It's cute! It's better than friends!

than friends. If ingested, call a doctor.

Whoa! It must be loaded up with some awesome video games.

Nope.

Then I assume it's equipped with its own

artificial intelligence?

Nuh-uh.

Does it interface with orbiting satellites

to communicate with other Princess Kittymittenses?

Nope. It's just a Princess Kittymittens!

Ooh!

NO TOUCHIES!

Sorry. It's just... she's like family.

I've moved so many times and Princess Kittymittens

is the one thing that I've always taken with me.

C'mon, just a quick game.

It's not a game! It's a precious keepsake.

Request denied.

Just one No. round?

C'mon! One level, that's all. NO!

No! No. C'mon just one, just one...

Please... No.

I really wanna try.

I bet I could beat the whole game!

Please!

Really? OKAY! OKAY! YOU WIN!

Yes, but only because you're super annoying.

But you have to be-

Super careful! Got it! Nothing's gonna-

Uh oh.

What happened?

Ha ha ha ha.

Uh, I think I hear my dad calling!

FLINT, it's uh, bedtime!

I can't argue with that. BYE!

Flint Lockwood, you get back here

with my Princess Kittymittens!

Welding... nailing... taping... Suppressing guilt...

. Aaaaah.

Behold, Princess Kittymittens!

Busted!

I know, Steve. I know.

What am I gonna do, I gotta fix it, I gotta fi...

Sam's my best friend; what am I gonna do,

what am I gonna do, what am I gonna do... I got it!

Planning... tinkering... flailing!

The Vacuu-Brush!

Flint, you're panic-inventing.

What? Me? Panicking? Who's panicking?

Do I look like I'm panicking?

Like a bucket of chum in a shark tank.

Flint. Flint. Flint!

It's just I borrowed Sam's Princess Kittymittens

cause I wanted to know how it worked but then I broke it

and now Sam's going to hate me forever

and I don't know what to do.

Uh, why don't you just tell her the truth?

You're right! The truth!

Aliens from another planet

kidnapped your Princess Kittymittens!

It's a tragedy, I know. It's... terrible.

It's the worst thing that's ever probably happened

to you maybe, I don't know there's a lot of...

Aliens? ALIENS? You expect me to believe that?

A little bit. OK, so she wasn't kidnapped.

But don't worry, Princess Kittymittens is definitely

not completely destroyed.

Completely destroyed?! Flint, where is my Kittymittens?!

OK, OK. But remember, that I can still fix her.

Probably. Maybe. But also maybe not.

Murderer! You're a murderer! You are a...

Sam, wait...

What I... agh.

Shame. Shame. Shamity shame shame shame shame.

Shame. Shamity shame shame shamity shame.

Gil, I was doing the shaming. Get out. You should be ashamed.

...and she just kept screaming.

And calling me a murderer! Of things,

which I didn't even know could be murdered.

Did you tell her the truth?

Absolutely! I mean, first I lied, obviously.

But eventually I got to the truth.

Now she thinks we're not friends. What do I do?

You could apologize.

First "the truth" and now "an apology"?

You're full of interesting ideas, Dad!

Bottoms up. Ahhh. Chum.

Sam? Can we talk? I, well, I made you this.

Steve.

And what is that supposed to be?

It's a replacement Kittymittens!

PRETTY.

I think he looks pretty! So, are we friends?

I'm sorry I broke your toy. Really, I am.

Flint, Kittymittens was very special to me.

Just imagine if I broke, oh, I don't know, Steve.

That would be terrible!

Though I don't know how you'd break a monkey...

Break his spirit, maybe? Or housebreak him?

That would actually be really great. How would I do that?

I'd have to like get, like get a tree,

a monkey-friendly tree, and I'd have to put it,

put a toilet by the tree then every other day

I'd have to take the toilet away.

And then eventually...

What were we talking about?

Flint...

- Right. Me bad, you mad. - Hey! I know!

Because I broke something of yours,

why don't you break something of mine!

Then you won't be mad at me anymore

and we can be super best friends again!

[sigh[ That actually makes sense. I accept.

I didn't mean for you to break my hand... ow!

OK! You can break any of my precious things,

just take your pick!

Mmmm... OK... that one.

No.

Not that! That one?

Uh, no. Oh, How about that one?

Oh, that's That's not the winner. the winner.

I don't think it is. Oh that's the winner!

I'm thinking that.

I'm thinking not that.

Oh, that looks good.

Looks bad to me, though.

How about this? It means A LOT to me.

I call him Prince Paperclip and we have

lots of crazy adventures together.

What? Nice try. What about this?

Mr. Eureka? He's my idea bulb!

But... I could never get rid of him!

Fine, I'll just dry my tears with the broken pieces

of my Princess Kittymittens.

It's a good choice.

I'm going to do it now and then we're going to be even.

OK? So, here I go.

Wait! Let me say goodbye first!

I had so many ideas under Mr. Eureka.

Like my lightning proof weather balloon,

so you could track air- to-air lightning strikes.

Oh, that was pretty cool.

Or those automatic duck legs I made you...

for that stupid duck parade I signed up for.

Yeah, sorry they never worked.

Or the cloud-punching machine you said you wished you had...

So I could punch the sky and not feel weird about it.

Yeah.

You made all those things especially for me.

Well, I guess you can break him now.

Awwwww... You can keep Mr. Eureka.

[gasp] FOR REALSIES?! YOU'RE THE BEST!

Phew. At least Mr. Eureka didn't...

I guess I deserve that.

Flint. I don't need Princess Kittymittens anymore...

now that I have a best friend.

Well, that's really nice. And whoever that is,

I probably won't break it. Probably. No promises, though.

It's you.

Oh right, me! Of course.

Well, I definitely won't break me!

I mean, how would you even break a Flint Lockwood,

I don't even know how you'd...

Dah!

That's how you break a Flint Lockwood.