TOOKIE BAH WABA!
HAO!
IKI BAH BAH.
HA HA HA.
dI LAILA 'O KAUA'I LA d
dNO MALIHINI OHANA d
d WELCOME, COUSINS, A-COME ON BY d
d ALOHA, E KOMO MAI d
d I LAILA 'O KAUA'I LA d
d NO MALIHINI OHANA d
d WELCOME, COUSINS, A-COME ON BY d
d ALOHA, E KOMO MAI d
d IKI TOOKIE NEE HI! d
d AKA TIKI BAH BAH d
d GABBA IKA TASOOPA? d
OOOCHA! CHI-KA!
d MIKI MIKI COCONUT d
d I LAILA 'O KAUA'I LA d
d NO MALIHINI OHANA d
d WELCOME, COUSINS, A-COME ON BY d
d ALOHA, E KOMO MAI d
TOOKIE BAH WABA!
d ALOHA, E KOMO MAI d
HISTORIC OLD KEKAHA TOWN.
THE BOOK SAYS, "IT HAS LAVA TUBES,
A WORLD-FAMOUS NATURAL HISTORY MUSEUM--"
LOOK, MARY, LOOK! [GASPS] LOOK, LOOK!
AN AUTHENTIC LOCAL MERCHANT
SELLING AUTHENTIC LOCAL PRODUCE
AT AN AUTHENTIC LOCAL FRUIT STAND!
CHARLES, I HOPE YOU HAVE MORE ON YOUR MIND THAN PHOTOGRAPHY.
IT'S OUR HONEYMOON.
EXCUSE ME, MA'AM?
MIGHT YOU HAVE ANY PASSION FRUIT?
[SQUEAKS]
UH, WHAT'S THAT?
KICK YOU HARD IN THE HAND REAL GOOD?
OW! NO!
PASSION FRUIT!
WELL, WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY SO, DEARIE?
WAIT HERE!
GET A SHOT OF ME NEXT TO THESE MANGOS!
[EXPLOSION]
CHARLES, WHAT IS THAT?
GOOD GRAVY!
I DO BELIEVE THAT'S RAMA LAMA OCEANUS,
THE HAWAIIAN SHELL HORN SHEEP!
THERE YOU GO, GUY.
WHAT DO YOU SAY?
[CLEARS THROAT]
AH!
[SONIC BLAST]
OW! OW!
[SCREAMING]
2 PASSION FRUIT.
[SQUEAKS]
WHAT'S THAT?
FASHION FLUTE?
PASSION FRUIT!
WHAT ARE YOU, HARD OF HEARING?
I CALL IT MYRTLE'S MURAL.
IT WOULD BE PAINTED ON THE SOUTH WALL,
WHICH IS REALLY UGLY.
WE SHOULD DO MY PROJECT
BECAUSE IT'S OBVIOUSLY BETTER
THAN ANYONE ELSE'S.
THE END.
[APPLAUSE]
THAT WAS SO GREAT!
YOUR PROJECT'S GONNA BE PICKED FOR SURE.
I GOT ALL CHOKED UP.
THANK YOU, MYRTLE.
LILO, YOU'RE NEXT.
[CLEARS THROAT]
"ALIENS ARE NOT JUST FOLK TALES.
THEY ARE REAL, AND THEY CAN BE DEADLY."
RARR!
"ALIENS ARE REALLY SNEAKY.
THEY CAN BE 20 FEET TALL AND LOOK LIKE A WHALE,
"OR THEY CAN DISGUISE THEMSELVES
AS YOUR VERY OWN UNCLE."
[CHUCKLES]
"OR YOUR AUNT."
OOH LA LA LA LA.
"THEY SHOOT LASER BEAMS,
"AND THEY CAN EVEN RAMPAGE THROUGH A CITY,
DESTROYING EVERYTHING IN SIGHT."
BLAAH!
[MUNCHING]
[GULP]
"THEY CAN STRIKE ANYWHERE AT ANY TIME,
INCLUDING HERE."
d DA DA DUM d
IS SHE SERIOUS?
ALIENS?
THAT DOG IS SO UGLY!
LILO.
"THE KAIAULU HALE IS A HAPPY PLACE,
"BUT ONLY BECAUSE WE ARE ALL BLISSFULLY IGNORANT
"OF THE ALIEN SCOURGE, WHICH THREATENS TO ENSLAVE ALL OF HUMANITY,
"LEAVING US TO ITS TWISTED WILL
AND MAKING US EAT LIMES."
LILO!
WHAT IS YOUR IDEA TO IMPROVE KAIAULU HALE?
I THINK WE NEED TO INSTALL AN ALIEN INVASION ALARM,
FOR THE GOOD OF ALL HUMANKIND.
BATHA!
OH, AND ANY FRIENDLY ALIENS
WHO MAY OR MAY NOT BE LIVING HERE DISGUISED AS MY DOG.
[RINGING]
[APPLAUSE]
LILO'S THE ONLY ALIEN AROUND HERE.
WELL, THERE WERE SOME EXCELLENT IDEAS TODAY,
BUT WE CAN ONLY HAVE ONE IMPROVEMENT PROJECT.
SO, ON SATURDAY, WE WILL BEGIN WORK ON...
MYRTLE'S MURAL!
EEK! I KNEW IT!
Girl: IT'S GONNA BE SO AWESOME!
I STILL THINK WE NEED A HOCKEY RINK.
LILO, I KNOW YOU'RE DISAPPOINTED,
BUT IF YOU REALLY THINK WE NEED AN ALARM,
MAYBE YOU SHOULD WRITE A LETTER TO THE MAYOR.
THE MAYOR WOULD NEVER LISTEN TO ME.
I'M 3 FEET TALL.
BUT EVEN SMALL PEOPLE CAN HAVE BIG VOICES.
[LOUD BURP]
[ROOSTER CROWS]
BEHOLD, EARTH'S MOST MIRACULOUS CREATION--
THE PRECIOUS, DELICATE,
OH-SO-FLUFFY SOUFFLE!
[SONIC BLAST] AAH!
DID I DO THAT?
JUMBA?
YES, I HEARD.
THERE WAS ONE JUST THE SAME THIS MORNING.
[SONIC BLAST]
[JINGLING]
Pleakley: WELL, WHAT COULD IT BE?
Jumba: COME BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE TROG.
GONZER.
WELL, IT'S NOT AN ALIEN ALARM.
WE KNOW THAT.
HEY!
KAMADGA! EEHADGA!
THIS IS OUR TOP-OF-THE-LINE HOME THEATER SYSTEM.
I DON'T KNOW.
I REALLY JUST CAME IN FOR A NEW CAMERA.
WE'RE ON OUR HONEYMOON.
[SONIC BLAST]
THERE YOU ARE, YOU NOISY LITTLE DEMON.
[OVERLAPPING SCREAMS]
Woman: AAH!
Gantu: GOTCHA. EECHA!
[GROWLS]
HEY!
YES!
OKA TABA!
P.A.: ATTENTION, SHOPPERS.
COME SEE OUR HOME THEATER SYSTEM--
A PICTURE SO BIG IT HITS YOU LIKE A TON OF BRICKS.
OH, BLITSNAK.
HA HA HA HA!
ALOHA, COUSIN.
[SONIC BLAST]
YOU CAN'T GET AWAY FROM ME.
I'LL CHASE YOU TO THE LAST QUADRANT
OF THIS MISERABLE PLANET!
LET'S GO, STITCH!
THEY'RE GETTING AWAY!
[NO AUDIO]
WHAT'S WRONG, STITCH?
[SQUEAKS]
GABA?
CAN YOU HEAR ME?!
NAGA. NAGA SONIKA.
HIS HEARING'S BROKEN.
Jumba: THIS IS WORK OF EXPERIMENT 613.
WAS FIRST ATTEMPT TO WREAK HAVOC
WITH HIGH-DECIBEL SONIC DISTURBANCE,
RESONANT COMPRESSION,
AND OSCILLATING VIBRATIONAL DISTORTION.
SIMPLE TO SAY, IT MAKES LOUD NOISES.
GOTCHA.
SONIC BLASTS CAN SHATTER WINDOWS,
FLATTEN BUILDINGS,
AND CAUSE ACUTE LOSS OF HEARING.
GABA?
ACUTE LOSS OF HEARING.
GABA?
ACUTE LOSS OF HEARING!
AH!
OH TIGI, NO EBA!
JUMBA, THERE'S NOTHING CUTE ABOUT HEARING LOSS.
IS CORRECT.
FORTUNATELY, IN 626'S CASE,
IS ONLY TEMPORARY.
GOOD! WE CAN CAP 613
AND STILL BE HOME IN TIME TO WRITE THAT LETTER
TO THE MAYOR BEFORE DINNER.
COME ON, STITCH.
NO, NO, NO.
626'S SUPER HEARING MAKES HIM
SUPER SENSITIVE TO SUPER SONIC ATTACK.
HE CANNOT BE GOING.
CAN'T YOU MAKE HIM SOMETHING,
LIKE THOSE EARMUFFS GANTU WAS WEARING?
OF COURSE!
CAN HAVE READY BY NEXT TUESDAY.
TUESDAY?
MONDAY IS FEDERAL HOLIDAY.
THEN IT'S HOPELESS.
GANTU'S GONNA GET HIM.
SADLY, IS LOOKING LIKE VICTORY FOR BIG DUMMY
UNLESS WE FIND EXPERIMENT HUNTER
WITH NO EARS AT ALL.
I CAN'T GET THESE EARRINGS TO STAY ON.
HAS ANYONE SEEN THE DUCT TAPE?
WHAT? I'M GOING TO THE STORE.
IT'S MY DISGUISE, REMEMBER?
PLEAKLEY, WE NEED YOUR HELP
CAPTURING EXPERIMENT 613.
ME? YOU MUST BE JOKING!
WAIT A SECOND.
IF HE DOESN'T HAVE ANY EARS,
HOW CAN HE HEAR WHAT WE'RE SAYING?
MY PLUGANORIAN QUART FLANCH
CAN READ SEVERAL STRATA OF SUBSPACE ETHER TRANSMISSIONS,
THOUGH IT IS A CHALLENGE TO ACCESSORIZE.
HAVE YOU EVER FIRED A WEAPON?
NO.
HAVE YOU EVER DRIVEN A MOTOR VEHICLE?
NO.
HAVE YOU EVER HAD ANY VIGOROUS
PHYSICAL CONDITIONING OR TRAINING
IN HAND-TO-HAND COMBAT?
DOES STEP AEROBICS COUNT?
NO.
THEN NO.
SO I GUESS I DON'T QUALIFY, HUH?
BOOT CAMP. BOOT CAMP.
Pleakley: HEY, WATCH WHERE YOU'RE POINTING THAT THING.
HOO HOO HOO HOO! THAT TICKLES!
OH! AAH!
ENCLOSED YOU WILL FIND THE PROFILE
OF AT LEAST ONE HOSTILE EXTRATERRESTRIAL
ALREADY INHABITING THE ISLAND.
HE'S A BIG DUMMY.
Pleakley: I'M NOT DESIGNED FOR THIS!
Jumba: HOLD STILL!
PLEASE, MR. MAYOR, HELP US MAKE THE CITY
A SAFER PLACE FOR ALL EARTHLINGS
AND FRIENDLY ALIENS AND FORMERLY EVIL GENIUS ALIENS.
IT'S NO USE.
HE'S NEVER GONNA PAY ATTENTION TO A LETTER WRITTEN BY A KID.
Jumba: HEY! HE IS READY.
Jumba: CYBERNETIC IMPLANTS,
NOCTURNAL ACTIVITIES FACILITATOR.
EVERYTHING HE NEEDS TO CATCH AN EXPERIMENT.
AND LOOK, I FINALLY PERFECTED NEW ATTACHMENT FOR BLASTER.
WATCH CLOSELY.
PLEAKLEY, ARE YOU SURE YOU'RE READY FOR THIS?
POSILUTELY NOT.
I'M JUST A LITTLE GUY.
THIS IS A BIG JOB.
NAGA. LITTLE GUY,
BIG VOICE!
COME ON!
LET'S SEE YOUR GAME FACE!
[GROWLS]
YA YA YA!
JUMBA, ARE YOU SURE THIS IS GONNA WORK?
[ZAP]
HEY, THIS THING'S GREAT.
DOES IT HAVE AN UPHOLSTERY ATTACHMENT?
IN QUANTUM PHYSICS,
NOTHING IS SURE.
MAYBE WE GET LUCKY.
ACCORDING TO ULTRA-SENSITIVE
SONIC TRACKING EQUIPMENT,
EXPERIMENT 613 IS INSIDE THIS LAVA TUBE.
I JUST REMEMBERED, I LEFT THE STOVE ON AT HOME.
YOU CAN DO THIS.
WE'RE JUST TALKING ABOUT ONE EENSY-TEENSY,
LITTLE, DEADLY MUTANT ALIEN.
WHAT IF GANTU SHOWS UP?
DON'T WORRY. WE'VE GOT A PLAN FOR GANTU.
STITCH, YOU'RE ON.
OKIE TAKA.
[STATIC]
AH! RAH!
[SONIC BLAST]
HA DADA CHUKA!
[SONIC BLAST]
THERE YOU ARE, YOU CACOPHONOUS CREATURE.
[SONIC BLAST]
GOOD GUYS 1, GANTU 0.
JUST REMEMBER-- KEEP HEAD UP,
SHOULDERS BACK.
MAKE SURE SAFETY'S OFF BEFORE YOU FIRE,
AND SQUEEZE THE TRIGGER.
GOT IT!
NOT STEALING.
BORROWING!
[SCREAMING]
[GRUNTING]
OH, BLITSNAK.
[SQUEAKING]
TRIGGER, FIRE. BACK UP YOUR SAFETY.
AAH!
CAN WE PLEASE HAVE OUR CLOTHES BACK?
WE'RE ON OUR HONEYMOON.
OH. CONGRATULATIONS.
[TIRES SCREECHING]
Pleakley, on radio: OK. I'M ENTERING A LARGE CAVERN.
THERE'S SOMETHING ELSE IN HERE,
BUT HE SOUNDS WHINY AND SCARED!
THAT'S YOUR ECHO, PLEAKLEY.
[STATIC]
Pleakley: OH. RIGHT.
I KNOW YOU'RE IN HERE! COME ON OUT!
[SQUEAK]
SAFETY OFF.
SQUEEZE THE TRIGGER.
BLEE AH!
[SPLAT]
DARN THING'S STILL IN REVERSE.
[GROWLS]
OH, DEAR.
[SONIC BLAST]
LET'S GET A NEW GUIDE BOOK.
RUN! RUN!
[SONIC BLAST]
PLEAKLEY!
PLEAKLEY, DO YOU READ ME?
PLEAKLEY?
UNDER A LOT OF RUBBLE.
RUBBLE'S HARD, BY THE WAY.
NOT SOFT, HARD.
[COUGHS]
THANK BLUZARK, I'M ALIVE!
AND THE ROCK SLIDE SEEMS TO HAVE STABILIZED.
D'OH!
NEVER MIND.
I'LL GET YOU!
[SONIC BLAST] AAH! MORE RUBBLE!
ALL THERE IS IS RUBBLE.
IT'S STILL NOT SOFT.
AAH!
HE'S A LITTLE GUY TO HAVE SUCH A BIG VOICE.
DUCK! DODGE! SPIN!
TUCK! ROLL! ARABESQUE!
GRAND JETE!
YAAH!
DID I DO THAT?
[KISSING]
[TOOTING HORN]
WELL, AREN'T YOU SWEET?
DADDY SORRY HE BLASTED BABY INTO THE WALL.
YES, HE IS! YES, HE IS, LITTLE BABY WITH A BIG VOICE--OOP!
GOTTA GO!
[LAUGHS]
HUH?
WHA?
SO IT'S YOU!
JOOTA!
THAT'S IT! I'M GOING IN AFTER HIM!
WAIT! LOOK!
[COUGHING]
PLEAKLEY!
[WHIMPERS]
[GROWLS]
IT'S OK, YAARP.
SHE'S A FRIEND.
YAARP?
WHAT? ONLY YOU GET TO NAME EXPERIMENTS?
[BLOWS HORN]
PLEAKLEY.
YOU MANAGE TO AMAZE A BRAIN
EVEN AS BIG AS MINE.
HEH HEH HEH HEH.
STITCH, PLEAKLEY DID IT!
WE'VE GOT YAARP!
SO SHAKE THE BIG DUMMY AND MEET US BACK AT THE HOUSE.
[STATIC]
Gantu: I'M SORRY, HE CAN'T COME TO THE PHONE RIGHT NOW.
IF YOU LEAVE YOUR NAME AND NUMBER--
GANTU!
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE WITH STITCH?
[STATIC]
YOU MEAN EXPERIMENT 626.
THE LITTLE TROG IS RIGHT HERE.
BUT I'M WILLING TO GIVE HIM BACK...
IN EXCHANGE FOR EXPERIMENT 613.
OK. WHAT'S SAY WE MEET AT--
THE OLD LIGHTHOUSE?
[CHUCKLES] Gantu: OH, NO YOU DON'T!
WE'RE MEETING SOMEWHERE PUBLIC THIS TIME.
DRAT!
HE'S ONTO US.
ALL RIGHT.
HOW ABOUT THE NEW NATURAL HISTORY EXHIBIT
AT THE MUSEUM?
Woman: FINALLY... A NICE, CALM MUSEUM.
DID YOU KNOW THAT WHALES ARE PROTECTED BY UP TO 25 TONS OF BLUBBER?
THIS ONE LOOKS PARTICULARLY BLUBBERY.
IT'S MUSCLE, NOT BLUBBER!
[WOMAN SCREAMS]
EARTH GIRL.
BIG DUMMY.
FOOLISH EARTH FORMS!
WHY HAVEN'T YOU SOUNDPROOFED HIM?
BECAUSE WE'RE PLOTTING TO RESCUE STITCH.
SAY AGAIN?
BECAUSE WE'VE TRAINED HIM TO OBEY HIS MASTER!
AH. WELL. HEH.
I SUPPOSE THAT'LL SAVE HAMSTAVIEL THE TROUBLE.
NOW HAND HIM OVER!
HOLD IT.
WHERE'S STITCH?
[GASPS]
[COUGHS]
SPABATAH!
WANKA PATOOKIE.
OK.
UNH! UHH.
SEE HOW EASY THIS CAN BE?
ALOYHA, LOSERS!
[WHISTLES]
[SONIC BLAST]
[BOING BOING BOING]
BURGLAR ALARM! FIRST FLOOR!
[ALL SHRIEKING AND CHATTERING]
WAIT! STOP IT!
STOP SHOVING!
Male tourist: I GOTTA DOCUMENT THIS!
[BOING BOING BOING]
I THOUGHT THIS WAS GOING TOO SMOOTHLY.
ZEEBOOGLE!
[SNARLS]
[GROWLS FIERCELY]
GRR!
[SNARLS]
[WHISTLE BLOWING]
WE HAVE THE SUSPECT SURROUNDED.
BLITSNAK.
DID YOU GET A GOOD LOOK AT HIM, MIKALEI?
YES, SIR. HE LOOK LIKE A...
A WHALE, SIR.
I'M AFRAID HE GOT AWAY.
HUH. MY CITY IS BEING BULLIED BY A RAMPAGING WHALE?
EXCUSE ME.
DID YOU SAYYOUR CITY?
YES, I DID.
MAYOR ANALU.
WHO ARE YOU?
SHE IS THE ONE THAT TRIPPED THE ALARM.
MY NAME'S LILO, AND I DIDN'T TRIP THE ALARM.
IT WAS MY...
PET LARGE-HORNED...
WILD...
PIG.
YOUR PIG TRIPPED THE ALARM?
NO!
HEIS THE ALARM.
THAT'S A PRETTY BIG VOICE FOR SUCH A LITTLE FELLA.
[BLOWS HORN]
WELL...
THANKS FOR YOUR HELP, LILO.
SMALL PERSON,
BIG VOICE.
[BLOWING HORN] [BOINGING]
MR. MAYOR!
YES?
I, UH, THOUGHT YOU SHOULD KNOW...
THAT THE WHALE ISN'T REALLY A WHALE.
IT'S NOT?
NOPE! ACTUALLY...
HE'S A SPACE ALIEN.
WELL, THANK GOODNESS.
I'D HAVE A HARD TIME EXPLAINING A RAMPAGING WHALE
TO THE CITY COUNCIL.
IT'S OCCURRED TO ME
THAT SOME OF THE CITY'S MOST IMPORTANT BUILDINGS
MIGHT BENEFIT FROM HAVING ALIEN INVASION ALARMS INSTALLED.
[LAUGHS] [GIGGLES]
AN ALIEN INVASION ALARM SYSTEM!
WHY, THAT'S THE MOST RIDIC--
ARE YOU THE MAYOR OF THIS CITY?
THAT'S RIGHT. WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?
WE JUST WANTED YOU TO KNOW THAT YOU HAVE RUINED OUR HONEYMOON!
YOUR CITY IS CRAWLING WITH WEIRD CREATURES.
WE'RE LEAVING FOR THE MAINLAND IMMEDIATELY,
AND WE ARE NEVER COMING BACK!
GOOD DAY!
IN THE INTEREST OF CONTINUED TOURISM,
[BOING] YOU, UH...
MIGHT LIKE TO READ THIS.
SO, GIRLS, IF YOU EVER SEE SIGNS OF HOSTILE EXTRATERRESTRIAL ACTIVITY,
JUST PUSH THIS BUTTON.
[BUZZ]
[BLIPPING]
[SONIC BLAST]
WOW!
HE'S GOT AMAZING POWER FOR A LITTLE GUY!
JUST LIKE A CERTAIN
ONE-EYED-EXPERIMENT- CATCHING WONDER
OF MY CLOSE PERSONAL ACQUAINTANCE.
[APPLAUSE AND CHEERING]
UH...SIR...
YOU DON'T REALLY BELIEVE IN THIS ALIEN INVASION NONSENSE, DO YOU?
OF COURSE NOT.
BUT SOMEDAY, THESE LITTLE GIRLS WILL BE VOTERS, TOO.
[SONIC BLASTING]