Visitors from Outer Space/Transcript

Didi: "Dolphin Grows Human Arms"?

Grandpa: Those aliens are planning a full-scale invasion.

Didi: "Kitty Coughs Up Flaming Hairballs"?

Grandpa: If we don't prepare, chances are they'll be taking over the entire country.

Didi: "Scientist Plot To Blow Up Moon"?

Grandpa: They're invading, I tell ya, and they're gonna start by us right out of our bedrooms.

* Tommy appeared in a room similar in the kitchen, hovering in an antigravity beam as two silhouettes appeared at a doorway.*

Stuvon: *Appearing into the room* Greetings, Earthling.

Didor: Oh Stuvon, *She appeared into the room* you know these Humans can't talk. They're inferior beings.

Stuvon: Oh yeah, I forgot.

Robot Lou: *Appearing into the scene* That's the trouble with you Aliens, you're always forgetting.

Stuvon: Not the Robot again?

Robot Lou: And don't be so sure that Earthings are dumb as you think. One of these days they might just hawl off and surprise ya.

* Robot Lou drove into the room*

Stuvon: I thought he turned in for the night to recharge his batteries.

Robot Lou: My batteries don't need a gone-darn recharge for you're information, they're running just fine for fifteen million years. Or was it fourteen? Anyhoo, I suppose you want me to put this Earthling in the Holding Chamber with the others.

Didor: If you don't mind?

Robot Lou: Well I DO mind! But I may as well seeing as I'm the Robot.

* Tommy was released from the antigravity beam and into the arms of Robot Lou who took him down the corridors.*

Robot Lou: Too bad you Humans can't talk. Guess that's cause you're "inferior beings." If you ask me, you little Earthlings are at least as smart as those third-rate excuses for Aliens back there.

* Alien Spike appeared and began to play.*

Robot Lou: Get offa me you big galoot! Shoo, shoo. Get outta here.

* Alien Spike left him as Robot Lou continued on his way.*

Robot Lou: Darn Beldarian Hover Pup! Can't travel the galaxy without a pet, they say. Well who do you suppose is going to clean up after it? *Robot Lou's body burps out his worn out parts onto the ground. He then opened the Holding Chamber when he entered the room and placed Tommy where Chuckie, Phil, Lil and Angelica are already.* There now, maybe you little Earthlings can engage in some primitive form of communication.

* The babies watched as Robot Lou left the room.*

Robot Lou: Well I guess your little experiments don't work so well, do they? I told you them little sprats are smarter than you think?

Robot Lou: Danger! Danger! Danger! Danger!

Stuvon: Oh no! The Earthing must have grabbed one of the shuttle crafts.

Robot Lou: You mean the "Being of inferior intelligent?"

Robot Lou: Uh-oh!

Robot Lou: I can't get at it!