Out of the way, grandpa. I got a major withdrawal to make.
Oh!
> What do you have that's nonfat with less than 3% sugar? > Napkins.
What about you, kid?
> I'm about to go rocky road.
> Hit it.
> Your cash request has been denied.
> Ohh! Unh!
> Where do you think you're going?
Good work, Ben. > Oh, yeah.
I'm ready for anything. Bring it on.
What's next?
> We're heading off to see
your Aunt Vera for the weekend.
> Aw, boring old aunt Vera?
> When aunt vera said she wanted to move away from it
all, she really meant it.
> Oh, man. This summer was supposed to be
About f-u-n, not hanging out in
some old lady's place.
> I like aunt Vera.
> Duh. That's because you act like
you're 100 years old.
> It's been years since I've seen max and the kids.
I'm not sure I'll even recognize them.
Stop by and say hello.
> I'd like that.
Ohh! Help me-mm-
> This is gonna be so boring.
Their idea of excitement in this place is probably watching
the grass grow.
Whoa! Did you see that?
> See what?
The heat must be frying that
pea-sized brain of yours.
> Seriously, why do old people
have to live where it's so hot?
Hey!
> Ha ha ha!
Ha ha ha!
> Huh, they really make you
feel welcome here.
> Just watch your cheeks.
Vera's a pincher.
> Max. > Vera.
> I can't believe you're finally here.
And look at you two.
So grown up!
> Ow.
> Come on in.
I can't wait to chew the fat with all of you.
> Ugh. Why do old people's houses always smell like somebody's
cooking socks or something?
> Oh, Vera, this is delicious.
Now, what are these brown
chunks in the mold?
> Pork chops.
And the white parts are
cauliflower.
So, Ben, what have you been doing so far this summer?
> Dealing with alien life forms.
> Oh, you.
> Aunt vera, is that a stuffed red-billed north american chickadee?
> Ohh! How perceptive, Gwen.
And did you know the song of
the red-billed north american
chickadee is actually...
> a call indicating alarm or
excitement?
> I am totally stuffed.
> Ben, would you like some candy?
> Now we're talking.
Ugh!
Coffee as a candy?
Is this some kind of joke?
I need to use the bathroom.
It's attack of the old people.
I got to get out of here.
> And this one is a Valentiana.
Can you hear the ocean?
> Loser.
Loser.
Ha ha ha!
> Ben?
> See you.
Wouldn't want to be you.
There has to be something fun
to do around here.
Hello.
Mm. Apple pie.
Ecch. No way.
Ninja old people.
Wonder what Mr. Friendly's up to.
This place just keeps getting
Weirder by the minute.
Aah!
I didn't see your face suddenly
pop on the back of your head.
I swear.
What kind of vitamins are these freaky old people taking?
Come on.
Let me go!
> Fore!
No!
Aah!
Ok. What just happened here?
Grandpa, Gwen!
> Shh. Your Aunt Vera's in bed.
> Seriously?
It's, like, only 6:30. Never mind.
Listen. This whole place is way
creepier than I thought.
First, this old lady runs up a wall and then munches a fly.
Then Marty, that weird
next-door neighbor, is an E.T.
Or something with a face in the
Back of his head and these long, sticky arms, and this body
that oozed right through this gate, and-
> Ben, you snuck out. Aunt Vera was hurt.
> Eh, she's old. She'll forget.
Ok. I say I go four arms, and we check out Marty's apartment.
> Well, maybe we should do Some investigating,
but you stay as you are.
Us old fogies don't forget as much as you think.
> You know, ever since you've had that watch, you're like a
magnet for the weird.
> You're right.
> Very funny.
> Hello? Anyone home?
> Well, nothing here seems out of whack.
> Except for what he rolled up in his rug that was right here.
> You two sleep well.
I'll be in the guest room if you need me.
> But, Grandpa- > There's nothing more we can do tonight.
I'm going for an early walk in
the morning, but once I'm back,
we'll check things out again.
Now, get some rest.
> Prune juice, prune juice,
And, oh, what a surprise,
more prune juice.
Why does it seem old people
were always old?
> Morning, Aunt Vera. How'd you sleep?
> Just fine.
How about you?
> Fine, Aunt Vera.
> I made you some coffee.
Sorry!
> Clean it up!
Clean it up right now!
> I'm sorry.
> Where did your grandfather go?
> He said he was going for an early walk.
> Well, behave yourselves.
I'll be back soon.
> She's totally one of them.
> One of what?
> Whatever's possessing these old people.
Something or someone's got to
Aunt vera and who knows how many other of the fossils around here.
> So, where we headed, Sherlock?
> We need to get to that trapdoor by the dumpster.
> Is the food supply ready for transport?
> The pods are in the final stages of gestation.
What about the young ones?
> Too chewy.
They need to age more before
they get nice and tender.
> I'm not talking about eating.
The boy suspects too much.
> It's right over there.
> Just follow the disgusting smell.
Duck!
> Run!
> Guys, what's going on?
> They're everywhere!
> I know. Come here.
I'll protect you.
> Let's get out of here.
> Oh, this is not good.
No!
> Come on. The trapdoor.
> Unh!
> Got it.
That's scary.
I'm starting to speak mutt.
Whoa!
Does the expression "look" "before you leap" mean anything to you?
Move it!
These tunnels must go under the whole complex.
Aah!
> You wouldn't want to hurt
old Grandpa Max, now, would you?
> Hey, short, dumb, and hairy,
rule one, he's not Grandpa.
He's an alien freak.
And that leads to rule two, which is we kick alien butt.
What?
Whoa! You don't come with seat belts!
Remember?
Look out!
Hey, freak show, what do I look
like, a crash-test dummy?
> Listen. I don't know what it is, but I
picked up some kind of scent in Here.
> It's like everyone in retirement village has been
podded up.
> Grandpa.
> Oh, I was out for a walk,
and then, oh, I can't remember
what happened next.
> I wouldn't do that if I were you.
> Well, you're not me.
> Not yet I'm not.
>You can fill me in later.
> Look what's back here.
> Their ship.
> They found it. We can't let them out.
> Get the pods on board.
They've been marinating long enough.
> Marinating?
> They've got Aunt Vera.
> You guys really burn me up.
Now I'm going to return the favor.
> Whatever you are, you just
made a terrible mistake.
Us limaxes live for the heat.
Why do you think we came to the
desert in the summer?
> They hate water!
Aunt vera when she was in the kitchen.
> Or Marty when I was on the golf cart.
See you, slime ball.
> Sorry. There's no dry-thru service here.
We should put them all back in their condos so they'll think they never left.
> That could take hours.
> Give me a few minutes. I'll see if accelerate can help out.
> Don't be strangers.
> We won't. > Bye, Aunt Vera.
> Bye, dear. Oh, this is for the road.
Ben told me how much you liked
my gelatin mold.
This one's lime with chunks of
grouper and chickpeas.
> Uh, thanks.
> I'm sorry, Ben, if there wasn't enough excitement here
for you. I hope you weren't bored to tears.
> Actually, it turned out better than I thought.
> I'm glad.
Well, have fun on the road.
> I will.
> Oh, and, Ben, keep up the
good work dealing with all
those aliens you were telling me about.
> You're kidding, right? > Of course, dear.