♪♪♪
Chef: Woa-ho-ho.
You really went all-out for picture day!
Oh! Just look at you all shiny!
- Yeah, look at us!
- I feel like I'm from another planet.
- (Giggles) I don't even recognize myself!
(Gasps) Get out of my mirror! Imposter!
- You all look perfect.
(Spray hisses) (Beth coughs)
- Harold, stop spraying that?
- My mom said I have to keep my hair hard as a rock
so it stays perfect.
(Spray hisses) (Beth sneezes)
- Great, now I have to comb it again.
(Effort grunts)
Uh-oh. It's still sticky.
- Ooh! Cool!
(Duncan chuckles)
Beth: Awesome!
Chef: Whoa whoa there, that's enough.
Harold go fix your head.
The rest of you stay lookin' good
while set up my fancy camera
for the fancy pictures.
♪ Picture day, picture day ♪
(Humming)
(Clunking)
♪♪♪
(Hard landing thud)
- (Grunts)
(Slithering sounds)
- (Humming)
There we go.
Whoa.
(Crackling)
Uh, hello gross lil' worm thing.
You don't belong in here.
Shoo. Go on, now.
- (Big roar) - Ahhhh!
Whoa! was it something I said?
Ahhhh! No! No!
Get out of my nose.
(Grunts)
First human has been acquired.
Now to take over the rest!
Hahahahaha!
Harold: (Knocks) Chef,
I fixed my hair and I'm-- Whoa.
What kind of camera is that?
- Hello small human male.
- And what big, strange eyes you have.
And what a big booger you have.
(Growling snort)
Okay. I'm gonna go.
- So I flushes all his war medals down the toilet.
- Guys! Something's very wrong!
- No kidding! We look like dork-asauruses!
- No. It's Chef. He seems--
- Tiny humans. It's time for picture taking.
- (Sighs) Me first.
I want this over with!
- Be careful!
- Alright, let's do this.
- Smile and say, world domination.
- Whatever.
(Grunts)
- Yes. - Yes.
(Cackling)
(Phone rings)
- Duncan! Are you okay?
- I am feeling both o and k.
- Ahhh!
Did you see that? Duncan had a booger. Just like chef!
- Duh. We all have boogers.
I've been working on this sweet nugget for days.
Chef: Next tiny human.
- Not a hair out of place! Cheeeese-
- Is this gonna take long?
Yesss.
- I call this look, smouldering thunder.
- Guys? Have you noticed how strange everyone's acting?
- I knowwwww. Look at Cody!
- ♪ I'm a little teapot short and spout ♪
- Nah, Cody's always like that.
- True. But I was referring to those guys.
- Yesssss. - Yesssss.
- That is strange! (Gasp)
Almost as strange as Duncan and Leshawna's new handshake.
- Whoa, those are some seriously talented boogers.
I think I'm kind of jealous.
- (Gasp) I know what this is!
Wait here!
I read about it in one of my comics.
Beht: (Reads) "Unicorn date night?"
Uhhh? - Oops.
I meant this one! "bu-bu-brain snatchers!"
Aliens invade earth by taking over our brains
and driving our bodies around like human go karts.
- Ahhhh!
Go karts are so fun!
- No. You're missing the point.
- Oh Harold! That's just a silly comic book,
and just like cartoons they're not real.
That's not the point!
- He said the same thing about go-karts.
- Aliens are taking over the world, starting with us.
This is totally real!
- Harold. Picture time.
- Well, go on, Harold, your aliens are waiting for you.
- Ahaha, yeah go quick before they eat our brains!
Ouuuu - eat our brains!
(Laughing)
(Pens rasp, Police radio chatter)
- Ha. They may take our picture
but they'll never take my brain.
Time to engage evasive maneuvers.
- What is on your face?
- My mom says I have to wear it because I have a soft head.
- But I want to see your beautiful nostrils.
A welding mask?
- Camera flashes are so bright. Safety first!
Clothespins are very hot right now.
Everyone's wearing them.
- Not today.
Here. You may wear this. - Oh. Great!
Now we will not need to even take your picture.
- Phew!
(Angry roar)
(Nonchalant humming)
(Crazed shrieking)
(Screaming)
(Roars)
(Screaming)
- ♪ ...over and pour me--
Whoa. Cool helmet.
Hello! I'm Cody!
(Panicked screaming)
- Remaining humans, you will join us.
(Growls) (All scream)
All: Yessssssss.
- (Screaming) Nooooo!
- Yessssss.
- (Screaming) Nooooo!
- I can't think of a way to beat them; we need to hide!
- Quick, in my cubby!
You know what? It's kinda cramped in here.
All: Yessss!
- (Screaming)
- Phew!
On man... - (Growls)
- Quick! Hop on!
(Snarls)
- Woo-hoo! - Yeah! Watch out!
Ahhhhh!
I don't want to say I told you so,
but I told you so! I told you all so!
(Beeping, engine rumbles)
- Green beans! Perfect. - Hard pass.
I'll have a yoghurt.
- The beans aren't for eating.
They're for blending in. Watch.
- Ewwww...
- Now they'll think I'm one of them!
Here, you try it.
Uh...?
- Hm. It feels weird.
But it's way better than eating them.
- C'mon. Let's go find Beth.
- Yes. Yes. Yes. - Yesss.
(Zombie like) Yesss...
- Mmmm. (Milk splats)
(Hard chewing)
(Door clicks shut)
- Whoa, this is heavy.
- Stay close, and follow me.
- Yessss. - Yesss.
- (Sniffs)
- Yes.
(Gulps) Yessss. - Yessss.
- Are you going to finish assimilating that?
Yesss. - Yesss.
- Hey Beth! Are you making room in there for us?
- Wow. You're really good at pretending you're an alien!
- Where'd you get the green bean?
- She's not faaaaaaakiiiiing!
- (Growling)
- Ahhhh! - Keep back!
- I'm not afraid to use... this?
(Spray hisses) - (Coughing)
Aaahhh-chooooo. - Ahhh!
Get out of here, alien! Take that!
- What happened?
- We put vegetables up our nose!
- (Screams, gulps)
(Big burp)
- Wow! That gives me an idea!
Time to save the planet!
Bird, go get your bird friends.
Leave it to me, I speak perfect bird...
Chirp chirp... chirp chirp chirp.
- I never thought of Izzy
as someone I wanted to be stuck
with at the end of time but she's awesome.
Chef: Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.
All: Yessssss.
- Oh! Alien worm creatures,
we're getting away!
All: Yess. Yess. Yess. Yess. Yess. Yesss.
- Oh! Here they come!
- Wait for it...
- You are doomed and soon your planet will be ours!
- Sorry but it doesn't look like your alien invasion plans
are going to fly!
- Run!
(Birds chirp)
(Pained grunts)
- Ahhh! (Spits)
What are we doing out here?
- You all had aliens up your nose
but the birds yanked 'em out,
ate 'em, and saved the world.
- (Chuckle) oh Izzy,
your stories are so... so...
You're not normal.
- Phew!
Ahhh!
(Metal scrapes)
(Angry grumbling)
Ahhh! (Birds chirp)
- Okay. On three.
Wait. Cody, how come you're not smiling?
(Roar!)
(Panicked screaming!)