Rabbids Invasion (2013–2019): Season 1, Episode 63 - Rabbids Invasion: Mission to Mars - full transcript

- [FIREWORK WHOOSHING]
- [RABBID WHOOPING AND LAUGHING]

- [FIREWORK POPPING]
- [RABBID SCREAMING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[RABBID SCREAMING]

[RABBID YELLING]

- [DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES]
- [RABBIDS CHATTERING AND LAUGHING]

- [DRILL WHIRRING IN DISTANCE]
- [RABBID MUTTERING]

[RABBID EXCLAIMS]

Hmm?

[CHATTERS]

[CHATTERS]



[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]

- [RABBID YELLING]
- Oh?

- [RABBID SCREAMS]
- [SIGHS]

[EXPECTANT MUSIC PLAYING]

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHATTERS]

[RABBID YELLING]

[WHIMPERING]

- [UPBEAT JINGLE PLAYING ON TV]
- ♪ The beach is where the love is ♪

♪ So come and swim with me ♪

♪ There's some love
In all the sand dunes ♪

- ♪ But most is in the sea ♪
- [RABBID CHATTERING]

♪ Sunny Love Beach ♪

- [CHANNEL SWITCHING]
- [MAN ON TV] So, Mr. Nebula,



Nebulous Industries is
best known for producing high-end tech.

Loving your phones.

So, why Mars? Why now?

Well, someone needs to step up
and go to Mars.

We thought it should be a company
with a great moral

- and environmental record, like...
- [CHANNEL SWITCHING]

[ROGER ON TV] Daphne,
I ain't seen you on Sunny Love Beach

since that shark ate your...

And in order to minimize
danger to human life,

we're sending... Rabbids.

I misheard you. It sounded like you said
you were sending Rabbids.

That is what I said.

- [ALARM BLARING]
- [KLAXON RINGING]

- [MONITOR BEEPING]
- [RABBIDS CLAMORING]

[ROGER ON TV] Oh, I love you, Daphne.
But I miss your evil twin sister, too.

[RABBID CHATTERS]

[YELLING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHATTERING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING]

[EXCLAIMS]

[CHATTERS]

[RABBID YELLING]

[MAN] Uh, I found Beardy here outside.

[CHATTERS]

Hmm. This one looks different somehow.

[CHATTERS]

[RABBID YELLING]

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]

[CHATTERS]

[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES]

For a minute there, I thought
there were signs of intelligence.

[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES]

[CHATTERS]

Uh-oh.

[FIRE WHOOSHING]

[COUGHS]

[CHUCKLES] Signs of intelligence?

I think the boss
has been working too hard.

[MAN] Today, we have the privilege
to be shown around Nebulous HQ

by the great Frank Nebula himself,

as he prepares to launch for Mars
in just two weeks' time.

Are you okay with answering
some questions from our viewers?

Of course, Patrick. Fire away.

Leann in Texas asks,
"Why use Rabbids? They're really stupid."

Well, Leann,
I have more faith in Rabbids than most.

They're not the smartest,

but our rigorous testing will help find
the best candidates for the mission.

And our Nebulous tech
and our autopilot programs

can do any thinking
they can't manage themselves.

The advantage is that
they're practically indestructible.

They can survive the radiation on Mars
without the need for full space suits.

Fred from Paris asks, "Why not robots?
Rabbids are the stupidest..."

Why not robots?

Well, robots can cope with most radiation,

but not with extreme cold.

[FRANK] It's minus-63 degrees
Centigrade on Mars.

Our robots shut down at minus-20.

Rabbids, however, could survive
in Antarctica without even a scarf.

Wow. Who would have thought
Rabbids could be useful?

We look forward to seeing
if your training program

can turn any of them
into real rabstronauts.

That's nice. Can I use that?

[CHATTERS]

- [GROANS]
- [PATRICK] A flight simulator?

Yep. If there's a Rabbid
capable of flying the ship, we'll find it.

And is there?

Probably not. But luckily we have
the best autopilot system ever designed.

[CHATTERS]

[CHATTERS]

[FRANK] Please follow me.

- [UPBEAT JINGLE PLAYING ON PHONE]
- ♪ Sunny Love Beach ♪

♪ Where the love is! ♪

- ♪ Sunny Love Beach ♪
- [CHATTERING]

- [SPRITZING]
- [JINGLE CONTINUES IN BACKGROUND]

Hi.

[RABBID CLAMORING]

[MONITOR BEEPING RAPIDLY]

Wow, he hit an ice cream truck.

And there isn't even
one in the simulation.

That is one unlucky Rabbid.

[CHUCKLES]

Hey! Everyone!

I think this Rabbid has drawn
some probability equations or whatever.

You know, with numbers.

- Not funny, John.
- What?

They were there! I recognize them
from the episode of Sunny Love Beach

with the evil math teacher.

Now, the question I get asked most is...

Apart from "why are you using Rabbids?"

[FRANK] Yes.

...is, "Is there life on Mars?"

The sad answer to that is no.
Unless they all live underground.

Nevertheless, Nebulous Industries
has invented a device

to send a message
to any potential friends out there.

- And it's totally Rabbid-proof.
- [MONITOR CHIMES]

[ON RECORDING] Greetings from Earth.
We come in peace.

I'm Frank Nebula, and this is a recording

of the greatest artistic
and scientific achievements of humanity.

This message of peace is touch-activated.

And the built-in camera will beam images
of who or whatever activates it

to this little screen right here.

[SIGHS HEAVILY]

[JINGLE RESUMES PLAYING ON PHONE]

- [RABBID SIGHS AND MUTTERS]
- Hmm?

[MAN] Get off me!

That's our innovation room.

We can't show you in there

since it houses the next generation
of our top-secret products.

But this coming out of it isn't a secret.

This device is designed to start
a process called terraforming.

It uses our Nebulous technology
to gently heat the Martian surface

and oxygenate the atmosphere
on a microscopic level,

which eventually will allow humans
to live on Mars.

And once that's happened,

we can start work
building high-tech eco-cities.

Thank you, Mr. Nebula.
We look forward to... [YELPS]

Oh, sorry about that.
Do you guys want to do another take?

[MUTTERS DEJECTEDLY]

[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]

Hmm?

[EXPECTANT MUSIC PLAYING]

What's that you're scribbling, Scribbles?

Probability equations?

[MARKER SQUEAKING]

[EXCLAIMING]

Excuse me, Scribbles. Can I have a word?

[EXCLAIMS]

[CHATTERS EXCITEDLY]

[LAUGHS] Oh, sorry.

I've been keeping an eye on you,
and I think you're clever.

[CHATTERS EXCITEDLY]

[ANNOUNCER ON PA] Next selection test
beginning in five minutes.

All Rabbid handlers,
please gather on the tarmac.

Come on, little one.

[RABBID YELLS]

One for you.

[CHATTERS]

[CLEARS THROAT] John, right?

Um, hi. My name's Olivia.

Yeah, I know.

The space helmets
are just for publicity shots.

They don't actually need them.

Okay. Hey, give me that back.

Why are we sending Rabbids?

A load of drunk chimps
would do a better job.

I don't know.

I think we should
have a bit of faith in them,

like the boss does.

Okay, let's see how they cope
in zero gravity.

[UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]

- [DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES]
- [RABBIDS CHATTERING]

[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES]

[GLASS SPLINTERING]

- [GLASS BREAKING]
- [AIR RUSHING]

Land the plane! Quick!

[AIR STOPS RUSHING]

[CHATTERS]

[DRAMATIC JINGLE PLAYING]

It's raining Rabbids. Or at least it is
around Nebulous HQ today.

I mean, they didn't say nothin' 'bout it
on the forecast... [YELPS]

Whoa. You okay, ma'am?

[SIGHS] Are these
really the only ones left?

Well, we need four, so...

The one with the helmet looks confident.
That'll be our captain.

Dancy there looks sociable, at least.

And keep Cutie.

We could sell dolls with that one.

Lose Beardy and keep Scuba Boy.

I think the beardy one
might surprise you, sir.

Hey! Looks like someone else has
some faith in a Rabbid.

Okay, Beardy's in.

[CHATTERS EXCITEDLY]

Stay focused, team. We launch in two days.

I'm so happy for you, Scribbles.

I wish I could go with you.
I wonder what you're gonna find up there.

[CHATTERS]

[JOHN] Hey! Olivia!
Have you seen my phone?

- [NERVOUSLY] Uh, that's quite expensive.
- [MUTTERS DISMISSIVELY]

[CHATTERS]

Wow. You've increased the magnification.

What? What are... those?

[GASPS] They're moving.

Is that... life... on Mars?

[CHATTERS]

Mr. Nebula has got to see this.

[ETHEREAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR BELL BEEPING]

Come in.

Sorry for the interruption, Mr. Nebula,
but I thought you should see these.

I think there's life on Mars!

Yes. It... looks like that, doesn't it?

The thing is, I didn't discover it.
Scribbles here did.

We found an intelligent Rabbid.

[SINISTER MUSIC PLAYING]

Uh, that's a good thing, isn't it?

Of course! But that means
Scribbles can't go on the mission.

- What?
- No, no.

Too dangerous.
Summon security and a Rabbid handler.

What? Why?
I think Scribbles came here on purpose.

He wants to go to Mars.

Yes! He's a miracle.
So you need to study him.

You'll need a new one of these

so you can access
different parts of the building

now you're off the Mars mission.

Congratulations, "Olivia."

Rabbid-handling. [YELPS]

That one's on the mission.
That one's off. Freeze it.

Freeze it?

I'm granting you access
to the cryogenic chamber.

There's a freezer in the innovation room.

[ROBOTS WHIRRING]

[GASPS]

I'm sorry, but it's the only way.

John, please! This is wrong!

He's the boss, Olivia. Sorry.

[RABBID CHATTERS]

[ROBOT] Step away, please.

[ROBOT] Back off.

Unauthorized contact.

[LASER FIRING]

[ROBOT] Oh, how cute.

[OMINOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[ROBOT] Drop that weapon immediately.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
It's the freeze ray, you paranoid droid.

It's the only way to freeze a Rabbid.

[ROBOT] Get inside.

[DEVICE BEEPING]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

I'm sorry about this, Scribbles.
Olivia liked you, so you're okay with me.

But you did get all sniffy
when I was watching Sunny Love Beach,

so you kind of
brought this on yourself, buddy.

[ELECTRICITY CRACKLING]

I thought he'd never leave.

Sorry. I had to make it look believable

while I waited
for its motherboard to freeze.

Huh?

This is cool.

[WHISPERS] Stay back.

Ahh!

Olivia! No, no, no, wait!

- How could you?
- [SCRIBBLES EXCLAIMS]

Oh! Scribbles! I thought...

Oops.

Sorry, buddy.

Hey, remember that episode
of Sunny Love Beach, when Roger is...

John, I'm afraid I've never watched
an episode of Sunny Love Beach.

What?

[SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]

[SIGHS]

I'm sorry you can't have
your dreams, Scribbles.

I drew this when I was at school.

I always wanted
to help humanity explore the stars.

I thought Mr. Nebula
wanted the same things.

[SCOFFS]

I guess you can't always get your dreams.

[SIGHS]

It's never too late, Olivia.
I think you should give it a try.

- [SCRIBBLES GASPS]
- You're right!

I meant you should try
watching Sunny Love Beach.

What did you think?

We should at least try
making one of our dreams come true.

My dream's dead,

but yours, Scribbles,
yours still has a chance.

I was gonna suggest we could watch
an episode from season eight and then...

Oh, boy. We're gonna do
something stupid now, aren't we?

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING IN BACKGROUND]

[DANCE MUSIC STOPS]

- [RABBID CHATTERING MUFFLED]
- Shh!

[SCRIBBLES CHATTERS]

[RABBID SHOUTING]

Where's that diving mask one?

[SCRIBBLES CHATTERS GOOFILY]

Quick! Get it in the space suit.

[DRAMATIC NEWS JINGLE PLAYING]

It's launch day, and we're here live
talking to Frank Nebula.

This truly feels like a great day.
You could say,

"It's one small hop for a Rabbid,
one giant leap for mankind."

- [RABBIDS EXCLAIMING]
- [CAMERA CLICKING]

[CHATTERING GOOFILY]

[EPIC MUSIC PLAYING]

Ah. All's well that ends well.

Now, let's get back to...
Oh, I don't like that look on your face.

Something smells fishy.

I'm gonna have a look in the boss' office
while everyone's busy.

No! That's got
a state-of-the-art security system.

You'd have to be an idiot
to try to break in.

- [DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]
- [CAMERA CLICKING]

[ROBOT] Here you go, cutie pie.

One final pep talk before countdown.

My dear rabstronauts,
humanity places all its...

No, please. Don't get up.

- Ahh!
- [THUMP]

Never mind. Good luck.

Start the countdown.

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Take-off in ten seconds.

Nine, eight,

seven, six,

five, four,

three, two, one.

Ignition.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[DOOR BEEPING]

[PLASTIC SNAPS]

What are you doing here? Go away.

[CIRCUITS FRYING]

Huh. Turns out you do
have to be an idiot to break in here.

[ALARM BLARING]

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Intruder alert.
Intruder alert.

Security drones have been called.

Shh!

Ugh!

No, no, no!

[ROBOT] False alarm. Rabbid.

[CHATTERS ANGRILY]

[ROBOT 1] Could you hold this for me?

[ROBOT 2] No way. I'd rather be rebooted.

[EXHALES]

So, let's see. What are you hiding here?

[FRANK] The rocket has now
left the Earth's gravitational field.

Soon, we'll see
the Rabbids' unique coping mechanism

for traveling at ultra-high speed.

Strap in!

[SHIP RATTLING]

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Accelerating
to warp speed in three, two, one.

[MUTTERING QUIZZICALLY]

Yes, it surprised us, too.

At this speed,
they'll be approaching Mars in 15 minutes.

As the rocket gets further away,

there may be some communication disruption
from solar flares,

so enjoy the show while it lasts.

[WAILING]

Hey. What's this?

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Running
terraforming simulation.

The terraforming device is a bomb?

Scribbles!

And back to approach speed.
Friends, we are nearly on Mars.

[RABBIDS SINGING MERRILY]

[EPIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[AUTOMATED VOICE]
Autopilot landing program engaged.

[RABBIDS MUTTERING AND CHATTERING]

[ALL LAUGHING]

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Warning.

- [ALL GASP]
- [MAN] It's broken the autopilot!

What? But none of them can
land the ship without it. They're Rabbids!

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

Solar flare activities rising.
We may lose contact any moment, sir.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[CAMERA CLICKING]

It's entered the atmosphere, sir.

No! Everything I worked for.

Scribbles! You've got to land the ship!

They'll know who you are,
but it's the only way. You can do it.

All of it.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES]

Come on, Scribbles! Pull up!

- Yes! You can do it, Scribbles!
- Come on, Scribbles!

[SARCASTICALLY] Yay, Scribbles.

[STRAINING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES]

- [MUSIC STOPS]
- [SHIP CLANKING]

[ALL WHOOPING]

[WOMAN] We did it!

We've lost them.
A sharp spike in solar flare activity.

So, no signal will get through
for a couple of hours.

But at least we saw they landed safely,
thanks to that smart, beardy one.

Yes! I knew my faith in the Rabbids
would be rewarded. Congratulations.

You and your little friend made it!

Come and have
a celebratory drink in my office.

[INSTRUMENTS BEEPING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[EXCLAIMS]

Whaa!

[CHATTERS]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES]

[CAMERA CLICKING]

- [BABBLING EXCITEDLY]
- [HORN HONKING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES]

[BABBLES LOUDLY]

[BOTH CHATTERING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES]

[RABBID YELLING]

[CAMERA CLICKS]

[CHATTERS]

Ahh!

Why have you got a jail cell down here?

Because having it out in plain view
is bad for PR.

What about setting off a bomb on Mars when
you know there's alien life out there?

That's only bad PR
if anyone else finds out about it.

And you're locked in here.

And your friend, Scribbles...

Well, I'm afraid nothing on Earth,
not even a Rabbid, could survive this.

[CHIMES]

[DEVICE HUMMING]

[BEEPING]

As soon as the terraforming device
is primed, boom!

No more Scribbles and no more Martians.

You lied to everyone.

Not really.
A very big bomb is a terraforming device.

The best and quickest way
to start climate change.

Mars warms up,
and I can start human settlements.

But everyone saw the rocket land safely.

How are you going to explain
the explosion?

Why do you think
I sent the Rabbids in the first place?

When the solar flares clear

and we find the planet is
a scorched, barren wasteland,

who are the public going to suspect?

A tech genius
with an impeccable environmental record,

or a crew
of the stupidest creatures in the galaxy?

Shame about
your irritating little beardy friend,

but, really, it's just business.

[YELLS] No, please! No!

[RABBIDS CHATTERING AND BABBLING]

[WHOOSH]

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[ALIENS CHITTERING]

[CHATTERS]

[CHATTERS]

[DEVICE BEEPING RAPIDLY]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[BEEPING]

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

[MUFFLED BEEPING]

[SWALLOWING]

[CHATTERS SARCASTICALLY]

- [BUTTONS CLICKING]
- [BEEPING CONTINUES]

[MUFFLED EXPLOSION]

[BELCHING LOUDLY]

[WATCH BEEPING]

The signal's coming back, sir.

What?

[MENACINGLY] No! That's not right!

[AUTOMATED VOICE]
Terraforming unsuccessful.

- [ALL GASP]
- [MAN] What?

[ALIENS MUTTER NERVOUSLY]

[BABBLING NERVOUSLY]

[ROARING]

Greetings from Earth. We come in peace.

I'm Frank Nebula, and this is a recording

of the greatest artistic
and scientific achievements of humanity.

- [UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING ON RECORDING]
- [ROGER] Hey, there.

My canoe! It's full of... sand!

[MAN ON TV] But, Roger, how will you
paddle after the bank robbers now?

Well, I reckon I'll just have to
hold my breath and paddle her underwater.

Huh? [BABBLES EXCITEDLY]

[AIR HISSING COMICALLY]

- [MUSIC CONTINUES ON TV]
- [ROGER] Oh, no. I broke my paddle.

[CHATTERS AND BLOWS RASPBERRY]

[ALIENS] Shh!

[UPBEAT JINGLE PLAYING ON TV]

♪ The beach is where the love is ♪

♪ So, come and swim with me ♪

♪ There's some love
In all the sand dunes ♪

♪ But most is in the sea ♪

[SINGING ALONG] ♪ In the sea ♪

[JINGLE CONTINUES] ♪ Sunny Love Beach
Where the love is ♪

♪ Sunny Love Beach
Where the love is ♪

♪ Sunny Love Beach
Where the love is ♪

- ♪ Sunny Love Beach, Sunny Love Beach ♪
- [JINGLE FINISHES PLAYING]

Citizens of Earth,

it seems that the terraforming device
has been destroyed by a Rabbid,

possibly intentionally.

A specimen, known here as "Scribbles,"
has stowed away on the rocket,

intent, it would seem,
on destroying our entire mission.

A human accomplice has also been detained.

I won't let this betrayal by a Rabbid,
who I perhaps foolishly trusted,

destroy our dream of colonizing Mars.

I'm Frank Nebula,
and I always have a plan B.

Thank you, my dear friends in the press.

I hope you understand
that you'll have to leave us now.

Prepare the interplanetary
nuclear missiles.

They're in the innovation room.

Mars needs terraforming.

And if they won't let me
do it the cuddly way...

[ON MONITOR] I'm Frank Nebula, and this is
a recording of the greatest artistic...

Wait, what?

Is that...

[ROGER ON MONITOR] Hey, there.
My canoe! It's full of... sand!

Oh.

Oh, boy.

[ROGER ON TV] Bam!
Take a pinch of my pecan pie.

[ALIEN] Bam! Take a pinch of my pecan pie.

Hey there, Mr. Beard-Face.

Mind if I practice
my Sunny Love Beach language on ya?

I'm a little rusty.

Likin' Sunny Love Beach
don't make a fella dumb, you know?

[CHATTERS]

Well, I reckon it may not be the greatest
artistic achievement of your planet,

but I'll just take my learnin'
where I can.

Not just from stuff you'd call smart.

Hmm, want a tour?

[ALIEN BELCHING]

Pardon me. That tasty little box
really didn't sit well with my insides.

But Roger Peacock sure turned up
at the right time

to make me feel better, didn't he?

It ain't fancy,
like your whiz-bang machines,

but it sure is pretty.

[EPIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[EPIC MUSIC STOPS]

[JINGLE PLAYING ON TV]

[ALIENS CHITTER]

[CHATTERS]

I wouldn't say that.

[LAUGHS] That little boogie master
just likes to strut, is all.

And your captain?

Hmm.

Seems a bit attached to that there helmet.

[CHATTERS]

You know, sometimes even silly things
can help you feel comfortable.

And I think that helmet
gives Captain Crashpad comfort.

[SNORING]

And that little one?
Why, I think you give comfort to that one.

Mmm-hmm. Sure! Because you're the only one

who doesn't treat
Little Big Eyes like a kid.

Aww. That's more like it.

Just 'cause folks is different
don't mean they're wrong.

John! Mr. Nebula's crazy!

There's a bomb in the rocket
and he set it off!

Okay, okay, the good news is,
I don't think the bomb worked.

Brilliant!

Bad news is, I only know that

because now he's gonna send
nuclear missiles.

Is there a way to warn Scribbles?

Not yet. But, between us,
I'm sure we can hack this thingy.

And by "between us," I... I mean you.

[ROGER ON TV] Oh, don't you worry, Daphne.

I'm gonna serve those kidnappers
a homemade meal.

Okay, boys. Who wants a pinch of my...

[MONITOR CRACKLING]

This is a message for Scribbles.
I haven't got long.

Mr. Nebula is sending missiles to Mars.

You've got to get out of there.
You've got...

- [MUSIC PLAYING ON TV]
- Whoo-hoo!

[ALL CHATTER EXCITEDLY]

[CHATTERING ANGRILY]

[MUSIC STOPS SUDDENLY]

[CHATTERING ANGRILY]

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I think Twisty's got the message.

[EXCLAIMS LOUDLY]

[SOBBING]

[FEED CRACKLING]

We've been cut off.

But I...
I think you said the important part.

Look, I better head back
before I'm missed.

Hang on. Why is the golden projector
filled with episodes of Sunny Love Beach?

Uh... yeah.

There was kind of a little mix-up.
Could happen to anyone.

[FRANK] Check the coordinates for...

Well, well. It looks like Olivia's band
of rabbles has a new member.

Now, if you'll excuse us,
we have some nuclear missiles to load.

[MENACING MUSIC PLAYING]

[MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING]

[ALIEN] Our friend Mr. Beard Face has been
told of some dangerous bang sticks

heading our way
from Sunny Love Beach planet.

So, we all gotta travel there,
break them bang sticks,

help his friends, and save our planet.

Don't you worry, friends.
I will return soon.

[ALIEN CHITTERS]

Yes, I'll bring y'all some presents.

[ALL BABBLE EXCITEDLY]

[SCRIBBLES CHATTERS]

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[UPBEAT JINGLE PLAYING ON TV]

♪ The beach is where the love is ♪

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[AUTOMATED VOICE GLITCHING]
Accelerating to warp speed.

[VOICE WARBLING] In three, two...

[GLITCHING] Three... Two... Three...

[WARBLING] One...

This thing is fast.

Mr. Nebula?
Something's approaching from Mars.

It's... our rocket.

That rocket isn't ours anymore.
Fire the missile.

But, sir...

Fire! Fire it now!

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[RABBIDS BABBLING]

Oh, come on, Captain. It's just a helmet.
Nothin' terrible's gonna happen.

- [ALARM BLARING]
- Ahh!

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Missile incoming.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

Although I could be wrong.

[CHATTERING EXCITEDLY]

[BUZZER BEEPS]

[MONITOR CHIMING]

This is bad, right?

[TENSE MUSIC PLAYING]

[SIGHS]

Prepare the remaining missile
to launch at Mars as soon as possible.

[PROJECTILE WHISTLING]

What on...

Okay, y'all, this might sting a bit.

[FRANK] Welcome home, Rabbids.

[OLIVIA GASPS]

Ooh!

What the...

Hey, there, friends of Mr. Beard Face.
I'm from Mars.

- [CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY]
- [MUFFLED CHATTERING]

Scribbles!

[FRANK] Well, well.
The world's only intelligent Rabbid,

the only scientist to ever outsmart me,

and the last Martian in the galaxy,
all in one cell.

Oh, I'm not the last Martian.

You will be in a minute.

- [CHIMES]
- Launch the missile at Mars.

[WOMAN ON PA] Mr. Nebula,
there's a Rabbid on the missile.

Hello, there, little guy.

Looks like you get
to go to Mars after all! Fire!

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Nose cone obstruction.

[SIGHS] I'll deal with it.

Just in case you're thinking of escaping,

allow me to introduce
my new obliterator droid.

I do believe it's the one weapon
capable of destroying a Rabbid.

Make a move, and we'll find out.

So, what's the plan, Mr. Beard Face?

Will it be like that episode

where Roger Peacock
had to hit all them bank robbers

with the things on the end of his arms?

You're a fan of Sunny Love Beach?

Oh, yes! Why, I've loved that show since...
hmm, three days ago.

It's very good for tummy trouble.
[HICCUPS]

If Roger Peacock was here,
he'd know what to do.

- [SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING]
- [RABBIDS WHIMPER]

[SOMBER MUSIC CONTINUES]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHATTERS]

Would you kindly get off my missile,
you stupid thing?

[FRANK GRUNTING ON MONITOR]

Come here!

[MAN] We're ready when you are, sir.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

Belly attack!

[DEVICE CHIMES]

[ALL] Yeah!

Bam! Take a pinch of my pecan pie!

[LASER HUMMING]

[ALL CHUCKLING]

- [ALARM BLARING]
- [MAN] What?

[ALL EXCLAIM]

- [FACILITY RUMBLING]
- [ALARM POWERING DOWN]

[ALL] Ahh! Run away!

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

Mobilize all battle droids
to the main hall.

Wha-ha-ha!

[ALL] Yeah!

To the right!

- [LASER FIRING]
- [BABBLES HAPPILY]

Uh, do we got a plan B?

[ALL] Ah!

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES]

[WEAPONS POWERING UP]

Let's go save a planet!

[LASERS FIRING]

Oops. Sorry. A reflex.

[RABBID SCREAMING]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[MUFFLED BOOMING]

Whoa!

So, that's what he calls tummy troubles?

[BABBLING EXCITEDLY]

Oh.

[BABBLING EXCITEDLY]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

[AUTOMATED VOICE] Nose cone clean.
Last missile priming for launch.

[FRANK CHUCKLING]

[CHATTERS]

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

[STRAINING]

[GLASS SHATTERING]

[RABBID SCREAMING]

[MUSIC STOPS SUDDENLY]

[MUFFLED BOOMING]

No!

[RABBID SCREAMING]

[SQUEAKS AND BABBLES]

[FAINT WHOOSHING]

[BOOMING]

[ELECTRICITY FLICKERING]

[EPIC MUSIC PLAYING]

- [EPIC MUSIC SWELLING]
- [ROARING]

- [EPIC MUSIC CONTINUES]
- [FRANK SCREAMING]

If he gets any bigger,
he's going to destroy everything!

Scribbles!

[SCRIBBLES CHATTERING]

What is he doing?

[SOOTHING MUSIC PLAYING]

He's trying to calm it down
with the power of Sunny Love Beach.

What?

[LASER FIRING]

[ROARING]

[CRYING]

John, it's just a poster.

Just a poster? It's a limited edition!
But that's not the point.

Scribbles was about to solve everything.

Wait a minute!
I know where Sunny Love Beach is filmed.

I'll be breaking a restraining order, but...

Wish me luck!

[HORN HONKING]

Sunny Love Beach, here we come!

We need to distract him
until John comes back.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING]

Here goes nothing!

Hmm?

[CHATTERS NERVOUSLY]

Sorry.

Ahh!

[RABBID SCREAMING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC CONTINUES]

[UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC PLAYING FAINTLY]

[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES]

[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES]

[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES]

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING LOUDLY]

[MUSIC STOPS SUDDENLY]

[ROARING]

Let me see if I can't let
one of my problems get rid of the other.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING]

Open wide!

[DIALING]

Have it your way! Let's see if Rabbids
can survive inside an old lava belly here.

[CHATTERS]

You and your stupid friends had one job.

Go to Mars
and explode the mega bomb! Simple!

I would have been the nice guy
who believed in Rabbids,

and you would have been
the stupid rodents who blew everything up.

No one would have questioned that!
You were the perfect scapegoats!

[CHATTERS]

Mr. Nebula,
you're live on national television.

Huh?

You've just made some serious revelations.

How dare you?

Excuse me, sir.
Let me just capture this moment.

Ahh!

[SOLIDIFYING]

[BEEP]

[ROGER] Hey, there!

[CAR HORN HONKING]

I hear my number one fan
wants an autogra...

[WHIMPERS]

Roger?

Yeah, I never said he was
your biggest human fan.

Roger Peacock?

It is such an honor.

[ALL CHATTER EXCITEDLY]

So, Mr. Nebula,
we have some questions from our viewers.

Leann in Texas asks,
"Why are you so mean?"

[UPLIFTING MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHATTERS]

Yeah. I know we're having a moment here,
but can I have my phone back?

[CHUCKLES]

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

[RABBIDS CLAMORING]

[JOHN ON TV] Oh, no! Look over there!

[ROGER] Hey, there!
That's my long-lost son.

- And you can't eat him, you alien fiend...
- [CHANNEL SWITCHING]

Still no news on the whereabouts

of disgraced aerospace tycoon,
Frank Nebula.

His reputation in shatters after...

[ALIEN] Oh, I miss you guys, too.

Mr. Beard Face and Miss Olivia
are building me a rocket,

so I'll be home soon.

And look at all the Sunny Love Beach merch
John's got for y'all.

[ALIENS CHITTER EXCITEDLY]

[HAMMER PLINKING]

- [OLIVIA] John?
- Huh?

- [OLIVIA] A little help up here?
- Yeah, yeah!

Just gotta watch one more episode.

Now that I work on the show,
it's research.

[DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]

[DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES]

Having some trouble focusing, maybe?

Just go, already. We'll finish later.

- [DANCE MUSIC CONTINUES]
- [RABBIDS CHATTERING HAPPILY]

[DANCE MUSIC FADING]