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My clad thinks I'm insane. Christy thinks I'm an idiot...
after one cycle of rinse and repeat.
Oh, man! Dad's ticket!
Let me in. Damn it! Fimple, you freak! Let me in!
- This is good. - Bye-bye.
How the heck did you get in here?
This looks like a nice store. Look at those toys.
You won't be able to turn on a TV, board a bus...
- Move! - ls this entire household insane?
Falling in, sir...
Son, you can be a prisoner or a casualty. It's up to you.
- Any sign of the Gorgonites? - No, none of them.
They cover 100 merchandise licensees for the next two months.
- Hey! - Take them!
Don't be a stranger, Phil.
It's my clad. He thinks these toys are cool.
No, no, no. This tree is beautiful.
About a million acres of farm.
They're not moving because of the Commandos.
I'll lose the paperwork someplace.
- And my parents just caved. - The toys are gone, alright?
- Technological superiority. - Dibs on the chain saw.
He was just telling me the angle of the Earth's tilt on its axis...
Pass...
N0. I mean, "hey, whoa, 0h".
I heard your parents moved here because you got kicked out of ten different schools.
- Did you empty the cash register? - Yes.
- There's never been any conclusive data... - Give me that saw, Phil. Come on.
Hey Christy, what happened? I thought you were coming by practice today.
Ancl to the victors go the spoils. So, remember:
How's the world treating you?
- What is it, soldier? - Take a look, sir.
What stuff?
Go.
Grab him!
You! Maggot!
- Alan... - Don't talk to me!
You're to die for.
- Attack! - Yeah!
- You okay? - Yeah, yeah...
Greetings. I am Archer, emissary of the Gorgonites.
emissary of the Gorgonites.
The mall.
Archer, listen.
Nuclear warhead? What are you talking about?
Alan, I only date older guys. It's nothing personal.
How could toys do this?
N0. Actual intelligence.
Freeze!
Last time we fought, I woke up with AM/FM.
We're lost. We need to find our homeland.
Nick Nitro's battery has run out.
You know the clowns that make these decisions.
She's gone postal!
- What are you looking for? - Gorgon.
Alright! Let's dispose of this garbage.
- The worst. Where do these go? - Over there.
Ocula, are you alright?
Just as he's clone with his computer, telecommunications and food divisions...
Come out!
- Bye-bye! - Bye-bye!
Wind.
He's not supposed to be here yet. He said...
That's Toy World's inventory for the month.
Commando Elite, let the first shot be fired!
- Sir, over here, Sir. - Oh, man, I hate babysitting.
Yes, sir!
It wasn't that messed up. The mast was the hardest part.
Good luck, kid.
Well, that's a pleasant surprise.
- Alright, I'm serious. - Gorgonites, we are free!
- What were we charging for these? - $79.95.