Planet 51:Monsters vs Aliens #2

Chapter 1: Prologue

Ben: Hey, Jerry, you might wanna check this one out. Palomar just picked it up. Looks like some type of UFO, and it's heading this way.
Jerry: How many times do I have to tell you this? UFO's don't exist and we're never gonna see...
Ben: Wow, its energy signiture is massive.
Jerry: Holy Cheez-Its! What do we do?! No one told us what to do! The only reason I took this job you never have to do anything!
Ben: Jerry, stop it. Let me calculate its impact point. Looks like, Modesto California.
Jerry: Supernova, this is Red Dwarf. We actually have one! Code Nimoy! I repeat, Code Nimoy!
[Somewhere in Modesto, California]
[screaming] [all screaming] [wheezing]
Susan: What are you guys doing here? It's 5:00 in the morning.
Becky: Hurry, turn on the TV! Turn it on now!
Derek: ...and some early morning fog, giving way to sunny skies. Seventy-five degrees. A perfect day to stop by the old folk art and craft show down at the fairgrounds, or a perfect day to marry Susan Murphy. I love you, baby.
Susan: I love you, too.
Derek: And good morning, Modesto!
TV: Channel 172.
[♪ The Exciters: Tell Him]
Wendy: You look gorgeous, sweetheart.
Susan: Thanks, Mom.
Carl: My little girl!
Susan: Daddy!
Carl: Now, I want you to know that, even though I'm about to give you away... I will always be here to take care of you.
Susan: Don't cry because then you'll make me cry, and that's just gonna be a mess.
Carl: I can't help it!
Wendy: Hello, everyone! Attention, attention! Wedding starts in 30 minutes!
Mama Dietl: My beautiful daughter-in-law!
Susan: Hi, Mama Dietl.
Mama Dietl: It's like a fairy tale. The Weatherman and the Weatherman's Wife. Romantic.
Susan: I know. Just think, this time tomorrow, I'm gonna be in Paris! And somedod, we won't just be honeymooning there. Derek will become an anchor or a foreign correspondent. And we'll travel all over the world.
Mama Dietl: Honey, my fingers are crossed. One thumb is shorter than the other. Runs in the family.
Susan: Derek doesn't have that.
Mama Dietl: It skips a generation. You kids are gonna have it! [laughing]
[Outside Susan was by herself]
[sighing]
Derek: Wow, you look beautiful.
Susan: So do you. I mean, handsome. I mean... Sorry. I'm just a little frazzled. I just spent way too much time with our parents.
Derek: Don't worry, OK? We'll be alone soon, just us.
Susan: Eating cheese and baguettes by the Siene, feeding each other chocolate crepes. Is something wrong?
Derek: No, no! It's just that, well... There's been a slight change of plans. We're not going to Paris.
Susan: What? Why not?
Derek: Because we're going somewhere better.
Susan: Better than Paris?
Derek: Oh, yeah.
Susan: Where? Tahiti?!
Derek: Nope! Fresno!
Susan: Fresno! Fresno. In what universe is Fresno better than Paris, Derek?
Derek: In the "I've got an audition to become Channel 23's new evening anchor" universe. I got the call from the general manager, he wants to come in immediately! Isn't that great?
Susan: Derek! That's... amazing! It's amazing. Fresno's like a top 50 market, isn't it?
Derek: Actually. It's 55th, but we're on our way, babe! Now, look. About Paris...
Susan: It's OK. It's fine! As long as we're together, Fresno is the most romantic city in the whole world. I'm so proud of you.
Derek: Of us! Not just me. I mean, of course, but we're a team now. You're so proud of us.
Susan: Now, get out of here. It's bad luck to see me in my dress.
Derek: Oh. Come on. You know I don't believe in that stuff. I'll be waiting for you at the altar... the handsome news anchor in the tux. All right? Love you! There, I said it.
Susan: I love you, too.
[Suddenly Susan looks up in the sky and saw a meteorite and tried to run away but it landed on her]
Susan:[gasping] [panting] [grunting]
Wendy: Susan! Where could she be? Susan! Where are you?! Susan! Where have you been?!
Susan: I think I just got hit by a meteorite.
Wendy: Oh, Susan. Every bride feels that way on her wedding day. My goodness, look at you. You're filthy. Thank God I have wet ones.
[soldiers showed up in front of the Church]
[playing Here comes the Bride] [indistict whispering]
Derek: Wow. You're glowing.
Susan: Thank you.
Derek: No. No, Susan, you're, like, really glowing. You're green!

Susan:: [gasping] Oh, no! [groaning] Derek!
Wendy: Oh, my gosh!
Derek: What's going on?! What's happening here?!
Susan: You're all shrinking!
Derek: Uh-uh! You're growing!
Susan: Well, make it stop!
Derek: Get me the government!
Susan:: This is impossible! No, this can't be happening.
[screaming]
Susan: Wait, wait. Everybody, it's OK! Have some champagne while we're figuring this out!
Mama Dietl: Thumbs Thumbs!
Susan: Derek! Help me! [grunting]
Derek: Sweet Lord! [grunts]
[bell dings]
Wedding Guest: Here comes the bride!
Wendy: Oh, Carl! It's her wedding day!
Susan:: Derek? Derek?
Radio: All non-military personnel, clear the area.
Derek: Beam hurt Derek. Susan?
Susan:Thank goodness you're OK! What's happening to me?
Derek: Don't panic! Don't worry! Whatever you do, don't drop... [yelling]
Susan:: Derek!
Derek: Sorry, sir.
Susan:: What are you people? What are you doing? Stop it! Be careful!
Derek: Get your hands off me! Don't you know who I am?!
Susan:: Please, just leave me alone! Ow!
Guard 1: Watch those cables! She's coming down!
Guard 2: Watch out!
Guard 3: Move it, move it! Let's go! Move it, move it!
[grunting, gasping]
Guard 4: Pull, pull!
Susan::[weakly] Derek?
Radio: All right, let's get this baby on the bus.