Meeting the Students:
(Nelvana Limited presents)
(The Rain Comes Down Hard)
(The Spacebots Walk Down the Road)
(The Spacebots Halloween Movie Title Card Appears)
Sam Spacebot: Soleil, look. Lighting.
Soleil Spacebot: Lighting? Don't you mean lighting, Sam?
Sam Spacebot: No, lighting.
(Sam Pulls the Isis to Soleil)
Soleil Spacebot: Not while I'm walking, Sam.
(Soleil Moves the Isis Away)
Sarah Spacebot: Hey! Don't forget about us.
(Simon Spacebot, Seth Spacebot, Sarah Spacebot, and Sally Spacebot)
(Soleil Keeps Walking)
(Written by Thomas J. King)
(Produced by ???)
Soleil Spacebot: Golly! I can't see a thing through this rain!
(Sam Looks the Other Way)
(Directed by ???)
Simon Spacebot: Oh, boy. Maybe we shouldn't have taken this new job.
Sally Spacebot: Don't be silly, Simon. We'll be good gym teachers. And I'll be a good assistant. See? I've been working out. (She Lifts a Barbell Over her Head) Whoa!
Seth Spacebot: Oh, no! Sally!
Sarah Spacebot: Crikey! Not only is she working out, but she's falling out, too!
Sally Spacebot: Whee! I figured this is great for building my shoulder muscles.
Seth Spacebot: Sally, let go!
Sally Spacebot: Anything you say, Seth.
(Sally Falls on Seth)
Sally Spacebot: Gee, Seth, do you wanna work out, too?
Seth Spacebot: No!
Sam Spacebot: I'm ready to get to this fancy girls school and taste their fancy cooking.
Seth Spacebot: Me, too.
Simon Spacebot: In the meantime, I'll check the grub compartment. Hey! There's a sandwich left.
(Sarah Takes a Bite out of the Sandwich): Yuck! Anyone for a road map on rye?
Simon Spacebot: I put it there for safe keeping, Sarah.
Sarah Spacebot: I think we're lost.
(Military School is Shown)
Soleil Spacebot: No, we're not, Sarah. There's the school. Not to shabby, Sam.
Sam Spacebot: Only the best for our friends. (Giggles) Huh? Military School? We're looking for Ms. Nebula's Finish School for Girls!
Soleil Spacebot: Oh, that's right next door.
(Ms. Nebula's School for Girls is Shown)
Sam Spacebot: Looks like there's no one home. We'll come back some other time.
Simon Spacebot: Yeah.
Sally Spacebot: No, we won't.
(The Gates Open)
Sally Spacebot: See, Seth? I knew they'd be expecting us.
(They Walk inside)
Soleil Spacebot: Golly! What a time for my feet to run down.
Simon Spacebot: I can't see the road!
(Sam Wipes Simon's Eyes)
Sam Spacebot: How's that, Simon?
Simon Spacebot: Much better, Sam. I think I see the school.
(Simon Gasps): But I don't think I want to.
Seth Spacebot: Wow! Such a nice place.
Sally Spacebot: It even has a moat.
Simon Spacebot: Moat?!
Sam Spacebot: Moat?! And no drawbridge!
(Sam is Seen Flying to the Door Yelling)
Soleil Spacebot (Off-Screen): That's my boyfriend, Sam. He always wants to get places ahead of everybody.
(A Hand Picks up a Flattened Sam and Fixes Him)
Sam Spacebot: Thanks. (Yells, and Runs inside the School)
(A Dragon-like Dog Snarls Angrily at Sam)
Sam Spacebot: N-N-N-Nice doggy.
(The Dragon, Whose Name is Solar, Shoots Fire at Sam Spacebot)
Sam Spacebot: Soleil! (He Runs and Accidentally Hits the Knights' Armor)
Soleil Spacebot: Sam likes to arrive with a big bang.
Sam Spacebot: Simon! Seth! Soleil! Sarah! Sally!
(Sam Tries to Pull the Helmet Off his Head and Finally Does)
(The Helmet Falls on Solar's Head)
(The Gate Opens)
Sally Spacebot: Come on, guys.
(They Run Inside)
(A Two-Headed Shark Appears in the Moat)
(Solar Burns the Helmet to Pieces and Angrily Approaches Sam)
Sam Spacebot: Oh, no.
(Solar Snarls at Sam)
Ms. Nebula (Off-Screen): Solar, come here.
(Solar Sadly Comes to Ms. Nebula)
Ms. Nebula: Bad boy. I hope he didn't scare you.
Sam Spacebot: Me? No.
Soleil Spacebot: Gee, Sam, is that--?
Sam Spacebot: Dragon? Yes. (Snarls)
Ms. Nebula: Solar can get feisty around strangers. But once he gets to know you, he's fine.
Soleil Spacebot: Nice to know you, Solar. I'm Soleil Spacebot. I guess you've already met my boyfriend, Sam.
(Solar Snarls at Sam)
Sam Spacebot (Nervously): Hello. (Chuckles)
Ms. Nebula: Then you must be Simon, Seth, Sarah, and Sally Spacebot. I'm Ms. Nebula, head mistress of this Finishing School.
Simon Spacebot: Nice to meet you, ma'am.
(Simon Shakes a Hand from a Hand)
Ms. Nebula (Off-Screen): I thought you might need a hand with your luggage.
(Simon Hears a Howl)
Simon Spacebot: I don't know if we'll be staying, right, Sam?
Sam Spacebot: Absolutely.
(A Bat Flies By)
(Sam and Simon Run to the Door, but the Hand Stops Them)
Ms. Nebula: Come now. We have a contract, Simon. These are your signatures, are they not?
Simon Spacebot: I think so.
Sally Spacebot: Sure they are. Sarah and I even witnessed them. Right, Sarah?
Sarah Spacebot: Right, Sally.
Ms. Nebula: Good. Now that's settled. Come, I want you to meet my girls.
(A Bat Flies By)
Ms. Nebula: Ah, here's one of them now.
Simon Spacebot: Girl? Don't be batty. That's not a girl.
(The Bat Changes into a Tall Human)
Sylvia: What's wrong with that? I'm Sylvia, Count Dracula's daughter. Nice to meet you.
Simon Spacebot: D-D-D-D-Dracula's--
Sam Spacebot: d-d-d-d-daughter?
(Wendy Walks Down)
Wendy: Hi! My name is Wendy.
Sam Spacebot: Are you a witch?
Wendy: Oh, that I am. That I am. And I have someone with me, too.
Alicia: Greetings, earthlings. I'm Alicia, the Alien's daughter.
Simon Spacebot: Don't tell me, you're an alien.
Alicia: Yes indeed.
Brenda: Hello! I'm Brenda, the Blob's daughter.
Sally Spacebot: How cute! A blob monster!
Seth Spacebot: She's too cute, Sally. But I agree with you.
Karlina: Hi there! I'm Karlina, Godzilla's daughter.
Simon Spacebot: Are you a Kaiju girl, too?
Karlina: Yes. And here's another friend of mine.
Glenda: Hello there. I'm Glenda, Creature of the Black Lagoon's daughter. Good to see you.
Simon Spacebot: C-C-C-C-Creature--
Sam Spacebot: f-f-f-f-f-from the Black Lagoon?
Gretchen: Hi! I'm Gretchen.
Soleil Spacebot: Are you really a gargoyle?
Gretchen: Oh, that I am. That I am.
Melinda: Hello there. I'm Melinda.
Simon Spacebot: Y-Y-Y-You're a medusa, right?
Melina (Off-Screen): You bet I am.
Soleil Spacebot: Wow! A werewolf!
Ms. Nebula: Willa the Werewolf, to be précised. Come down and meet your new teacher, Willa.
Simon Spacebot: Goodbyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
(Frieda Walks Down like Frankenstein)
(Sam and Simon Skid to a Stop)
Frieda: Hi! I'm Frieda.
Sam Spacebot: And I'm outta here!
Sam Spacebot: Come on, guys.
Sally Spacebot: But, Sam--
Ms. Nebula: I guess they're just anxious to find their rooms. They must be tired.
Frieda: They don't run like their tired.
Sylvia: Yeah. You'd think they never met a girl ghoul before.
(Ms. Nebula, Frieda, Wendy, Gretchen, Brenda, Glenda, Karlina, Alicia, Melinda, Willa, and Sylvia Laugh)
Welcome to Ghoul School:
(The Rain Keeps Pouring)
Simon Spacebot: Maybe we can exit this door.
Sam Spacebot: I hope so, Simon.
Sally Spacebot: But, Sam, why are we leaving? Don't you wanna meet the rest of the girls?
Simon Spacebot (Off-Screen): Those aren't girls, Sally. They're ghouls!
(A Phantom Whose Name is Penny Floats By)
Simon Spacebot: S-S-See what I mean?
Penny: Hi! I'm Penny. Wanna hear me play?
(Penny Plays a Song on an Organ)
Seth Spacebot: Not bad, Penny, but do you know any pop?
(Simon Grabs Seth's Hand): No time for popping. We gotta get skipping!
(Shadows of the Nebula Girls)
Frieda: Don't worry, Ms. Nebula. We'll find 'em.
Sarah Spacebot: Quick! In here.
Sam Spacebot: This looks like a good place to hide.
(They Hide in the Mummy Casket, but Then Flee Out)
Sam, Simon, Seth, Soleil, Sarah, and Sally: Mummy!
(A Young Mummy Named Madeleine Yawns)
Simon Spacebot: S-S-S-Sorry we woke you.
Sam Spacebot: Pretend I never saw that. This is a bad dream. Don't freak out. Don't freak out.
(Sam and Simon Bumps into Frieda and Karlina)
(Sam Screams and Jumps into Simon's Arms): Time to freak out!
Ms. Nebula: Ah, I see you met the youngest of my girls. This is Madeleine, the mummy's daughter.
(Madeleine Sucks her Thumb): Are they the new gym teachers?
Sylvia: Yes, Madeleine. We've been waiting for them a long time.
Simon Spacebot: It's not worth it. You wouldn't wanna eat us. We're just skin and bones. (Nervous Laughing)
Sam Spacebot: Yeah. See? Nothing but skin and bones.
(Penny Laughs): They're strange, Frieda.
Frieda: But they're in good shape, Penny.
Soleil Spacebot: Gee, thanks.
Simon Spacebot: Good shape? For what?
Sylvia: To teach us how to beat those Greenheather Cadets, of course.
Madeleine: Yeah. They win every time. I'll never get a trophy for my mummy case.
Penny: We need a coach with spirit!
Willa: Who can show us all the right moves!
Simon Spacebot: But--
Soleil Spacebot: That's my boyfriend, Sam. He and Simon got more moves than a Russian chess player.
Sam Spacebot: Yes, right.
Soleil Spacebot: Don't worry, Madeleine. We'll help you get a trophy or my name isn't Soleil Spacebot.
Willa: I'm so happy, I could howl. In fact, I will. (Howling)
Sylvia: Oh, it's awesome having you here, guys.
Frieda: Yeah. Welcome to Ghoul School.
(Frieda Slaps Seth, Simon, and Sam, Sam, Simon, and Seth Spin and Land on the Floor)
Ms. Nebula: Well, I'm glad that's all settled. Now, let me show you to your rooms.
(The Hand Shows Mrs. Nebula the Keys)
Ms. Nebula: Ah, here are the keys.
(Sam, Simon, and Seth Yells as they Faint)
(Soleil, Sarah, and Sally Carry Sam, Simon, and Seth in Their Arms)
Sally Spacebot: Gosh, you guys must have been overcome by your warm welcome.
(Solar Walks Over and Blows Fire at the Rooster)
Ms. Nebula: Ready for some early morning exercises, Sarah?
Sarah Spacebot: You betcha, Ms. Nebula. Want us to wake Simon and Sam?
Ms. Nebula: No, don't bother. I let them a wakeup call.
(The Hand Rubs Simon's Shoulder Trying to Wake him Up)
Simon Spacebot: L-L-Leave me alone. I'm sleeping.
(The Hand Tries Again)
Simon Spacebot: Come back-- Come back in 5 minutes. (Snoring)
(The Hand Brings an Alarm Clock and the Alarm is Sounded)
(Simon Yells): Okay. I'm up! I'm up!
(Solar Tries to Pull the Blanket Off him, Snarling)
(Solar Mutters and Walks to Sam)
(Solar Snickers Evilly, and Blows Fire on Sam's Finger)
Soleil Spacebot: Sounds like Sam's up and at 'em.
(Sam Yelling, and Puts his Finger in a Fishbowl, Sighing with Relief)
Sally Spacebot: Blimey, Sam, you woke up the goldfish.
Ms. Nebula: That's no goldfish, Sally. That's out pet piranha.
Sam Spacebot: Piranha? Oh, no!
(Piranha Bites Sam's Finger)
Sylvia: Mrs. Nebula told us we'd be taking ballet lessons this morning.
Sam Spacebot: Ow! Ow! Ow!
Frieda: This must be a new step. (Jumping)
Willa: It's a real howl. (Howling with Joy)
Madeleine: Careful, Willa. You're tapping on my wrapping.
(Penny Laughing): How am I doing, Sylvia?
Sylvia: Oh, awesome, Penny.
Ms. Nebula: Looks like Sam's got the ballet class started, Soleil.
Soleil Spacebot: He's always been light on her feet.
Ms. Nebula: You take over now, Soleil, Sarah, and Sally.
Sarah Spacebot: You're the boss, Ms. Nebula.
Sally Spacebot: Yeah, thanks.
Ms. Nebula: And tutus for you too, Simon, and Seth.
Seth Spacebot: Us? Tutus?
(The Hand Winds the Music)
(Classical Ballet Music Plays Quietly)
Seth Spacebot: How come we have to dress around in a dress, Sally?
Sally Spacebot: Uh, well, because--
Ms. Nebula: Because ballet will make my little ghouls limber.
Sally Spacebot: Limber. Just what I was thinking.
(Sarah Runs into Sally and They Spin)
Sylvia: Oh, we'll be in good shape when we take on those Cadets in volleyball.
(The Record Slows Down the Music)
(Soleil, Sarah, and Sally Leap Slowly to the Music)
(The Hand Keeps Cranking it Slowly)
Ms. Nebula: Tempo. Tempo.
(The Hand Shrugs and Cranks it Faster)
(Sam, Simon, and Seth Dance Faster to the Music)
(Frieda and Madeleine Twirl)
Madeleine: Ooooh. Ballet really makes me unwind.
(No One Outside Was Aware in the Room)
Diego: I've made visual contact by scope. Looks like those girls are doing some sort of weird ritual.
Tom Harris: I'm not surprised. It's Halloween all year long at that old Nebula place.
Diego: Hey, they've got some new students. Couple of weird Spacebots.
Bob: Hey, let me see, Diego.
Diego: Careful, Bob. That new scope has a--
(Scope Falls on Bob's Head)
(The Earphones Slam on Diego's Ears Causing Him to Shake)
Lenny: Tom, it's-- It's Colonel Greenheather.
Tom Harris: Attention!
Colonel Greenheather: At ease, men.
(Diego is Still Shaking)
Colonel Greenheather: I said at ease, cadet.
(Diego Stops Shaking, But his Body Keeps)
(Bob Holds his Body)
Diego: Thanks, Bob. I needed that.
Colonel Greenheather: I see you've been observing your opponents.
Tom Harris: Yes, sir. Greenheather Cadets are always prepared.
Colonel Greenheather: But you haven't been practicing, and I'm challenging Mrs. Nebula's school to an annual volleyball match.
Bob: No problem. We always beat these girls.
(Bob Hits the Ball, and it Bounces Out of Control)
Colonel Greenheather: Hit the deck!
(The Greenheather Cadets Duck)
(The Ball Bounces Out of Sight)
Tom Harris: As you can see, sir, Bob here has a dynamite serve.
Colonel Greenheather: So I noticed.
Bob: It's all in the wrist, sir.
Colonel Greenheather: Well, you could use some work on your control. Keep practicing, men.
Greenheather Cadets: Yes, sir!
Steve Jackson: Our ball's now in Nebula territory. Recommend a recon patrol to retrieve it.
Tom Harris: Good idea, Steve. Front and center, Bob. Lead the way!
(They Go Through the Bushes)
(Then They Stop in their Tracks)
(Scene Fades Black)
Tom Harris: It's the Nebula's weird guard dog.
Diego (Off-Screen): And he looks mucho hot under the collar.
Steve Jackson: Easy, boy. We just want our ball.
(Solar Spews Fire)
Steve Jackson: But I think he wants to keep it.
Tom Harris: Cadets, advance to the rear. And step on it!
(Solar Spews More Fire)
(The Greenheather Cadets Go Back to the Bushes)
Bob: I-I-I guess we'll be cutting our volleyball practice short.
(Solar Laughing): The ball.
(Solar Takes the Ball Away)
Morning Jog/How Their Garden Grows:
(The Drawbridge Drops)
Soleil Spacebot: Follow us, girls. There's nothing like a morning jog to get you in shape.
Sally Spacebot: And we don't need to wear a tutu, either.
Sarah Spacebot: Yeah, no tutu. (Giggles)
Sylvia: Ah, there's nothing like feeling run like the wind.
Frieda: This is good for the heart. Mine are both beating fast.
(Willa Howls): How you doing, Madeleine?
Madeleine: Great, Willa. I got built-in leg warmers.
Wendy: Glenda, you need to feel the breeze.
Glenda: I like it!
Gretchen: This is fun!
Karlina: I agree!
Melinda: This is awesome!
Brenda: I couldn't agree more, Melinda.
(The Spacebots Run Past Solar)
Sam Spacebot: Hey, Solar, how about burning up a few miles?
(Solar Growls): Uh-uh.
Sam Spacebot (Off-Screen): Sorry I asked.
Sarah Spacebot: Maybe his pilot light went out.
Frieda: I just love running through the trees.
Penny: Me, too! (Giggles)
Frieda: Last one is a rotten apple!
(Sam, Simon, and Seth Trip Over Some Apples)
Sam Spacebot: I guess as long as we're here, we might as well take a break, and a bite.
Simon Spacebot: Oh, boy!
(Sam and Simon Eat Apples, But Then Discover--)
Sam and Simon: Yuck!
Sylvia: Oh, don't you like crab apples? They're awesome. (She Eats One) They're rotten.
(Sam and Simon Throw the Apples Away)
Sam Spacebot: You girls have some strange taste. Come on, guys!
(Sylvia, Penny, Glenda, Brenda, Wendy, Willa, Frieda, Karlina, Gretchen, Alicia, and Madeleine Eat Apples)
(Solar Puts the Ball in the Hole)
Ms. Nebula: Solar, how many times do I have to tell you? Don't dig in the pumpkin patch. We need them all for our Halloween open house, and you definitely can't carve that into a Jack-O-Lantern. Now take care of it.
(Meanwhile at Greenheather Military School)
Lenny: Here's another water balloon, Bob.
Bob: What are these for anyway, Tom?
Tom Harris: Ammunition.
Steve Jackson: Check, ammunition. How's that air bazooka coming, Diego?
Diego: Be patient, guys. It's surplus, surplus. Some resembling is required. There.
Steve Jackson: Check, bazooka.
Bob: Is this gonna get our ball back, Steve?
Steve Jackson: Check, affirmative.
Diego: Uh, maybe we should test it out first.
Tom Harris: Good idea, Diego. But not till I say "Fire". This should put out that pup's fire.
Tom Harris: No! Not--
(Tom Gets Blown Away)
Tom Harris: yet!
Colonel Greenheather: Cadet Harris, what is the meaning of this?
Tom Harris: Uh, I can explain everything, sir.
Steve Jackson: Check, we're in trouble.
(Solar Grumbling, Kicks the Ball with his Tail)
Tom Harris: And our volleyball was missing in action, sir.
Steve Harris: So we planned a recovery action.
(The Ball Hits Colonel Greenheather's Head)
(Then it Bounces to Lenny)
Colonel Greenheather: I'm the one in need of recovery. Now report to the volleyball court, immediately!
Greenheather Cadets: Yes, sir!
Colonel Greenheather: Hup, hup, hup, hup, hup!
Steve Jackson: Your hat, Colonel Greenheather.
Colonel Greenheather: Thank you, Cadet Jackson.
(He Puts his Hat on and it Shrinks)
Colonel Greenheather: For nothing.
(Scene Fades to Ms. Nebula Serving Food)
Ms. Nebula: Come and get it, my little ones!
Sam Spacebot: Wow! I thought you'd never ask.
Sally Spacebot: Running really revs up the appetite, huh, Sarah?
Sarah Spacebot: You betcha! Mmm.
Soleil Spacebot: Wow! This looks pretty tasty.
Ms. Nebula: Oh, I definitely hope so.
Sarah Spacebot: Oh, boy.
(Sarah Tries to Eat a Steak, but the Hand Pulls the Tray Away)
Ms. Nebula: Nothing's too good for my garden. Come and get it!
(The Flytraps Eat the Steak)
Sarah Spacebot: Those pesky flytraps are grabbing the grub.
Madeleine: Can I feed this one, Ms. Nebula? Can I?
Ms. Nebula (Off-Screen): Of course, Madeleine. But be careful. They sometimes bite the hand that feeds them.
(The Hand Opens Up and Hits the Flytrap)
Madeleine: Don't worry. I'll be careful.
(The Flytrap Eats the Steak and Swallows it)
Ms. Nebula: How many times do I have to tell you? Chew before you swallow.
Ms. Nebula: See?
Seth Spacebot: Let's split up. They must have something to eat in this garden.
Sam Spacebot: Right. I'll go this way.
Soleil Spacebot: Hey, I found some tomatoes.
(Soleil Picks a Tomato and Gets Splattered)
Soleil Spacebot: Some rotten tomatoes.
Simon Spacebot: Here's some squash.
(Simon Picks Up a Squash and it Squishes)
Simon Spacebot: Yuck. Some squished squash.
(Sally Pokes a Hole in the Watermelon, and it Deflates)
Sally Spacebot: And these watermelons have expired.
Simon Spacebot: Everything in this garden is completely rotten.
Sylvia: Thanks. We do our best.
Ms. Nebula: But every so often, something fresh sneaks in.
(Frieda Throws Away the Corn)
Ms. Nebula (Off-Screen): Thank you, Frieda.
Frieda: Ripe corn, yuck.
Simon Spacebot: Oh, boy. What I wouldn't give for a pizza right now.
Willa: How much allowance do you have left, Sylvia?
Sylvia: Uh, a Transylvania dollar.
Willa: Well, we should have enough. Get flappin'.
(Sylvia Turns into a Bat and Flies Off)
(Simon Yells as She Faints)
(Sam Looks Around for Food)
(An Eye Looks at Him)
(Sam Yells): Simon! Eyes!
(The Eye was a Crystal Ball)
Sam Spacebot: Eyes! Eyes!
Simon Spacebot: Rice? Where?
Sam Spacebot: No. Eyes.
Simon Spacebot: Oh! Eyes! Why didn't you tell me so?
Sam Spacebot: I did.
(The Crystal Ball Hides)
Seth Spacebot: I see no eyes, Sam.
Simon Spacebot: You were imagining, Sammy. Hunger makes you do that, you know.
(Sam Glares at Simon)
(Willa Howls): You won't be hungry for long, guys.
(Sylvia Turns Back to a Human After Coming Back with the Pizza)
Sylvia: One pizza to go with everything on it. Except garlic of course.
Simon Spacebot: Smells awesome.
Sarah Spacebot: Smells great.
Simon Spacebot: Yeah.
(They Eat the Pizza)
Sally Spacebot: Hey, what's on this stuff?
Sylvia: Oh, spiderwebs, snails, and tadpole tails.
(Sally and Seth Gulp)
Seth Spacebot: Delicious.
Sam Spacebot: Yes. While we're snacking, you girls get cracking.
Soleil Spacebot: Meet you back at the school.
Frieda: All right, coach.
(The Crystal Ball Takes a Peek)
Diavolos: So, Ms. Nebula's girls have a new coach, eh? (Sinister Laughing) Ooh, they'll fit perfectly into my plan.
Underflop: It was a good thing I watch my crystal ball to see them. (Giggles)
Diavolos: You have done well, my Underflop. Soon I will have those good little ghouls in my grasp. And then, I, Diavolos, the witch of the web, will be the most powerful witch in all of monsterdom. (Sinister Laughing)
(Scene Fades to the Ball Flying)
(Lenny Hits the Ball)
Tom Harris: Nice spike, Lenny. That's the kind of teamwork we need for Greenheather Military to stay on top.
Steve Jackson: Affirmative. Those girls don't stand a chance against my behind the back pass attack.
Diego: On the leather with Greenheather!
Colonel Greenheather: That's the spirit, men!
Bob: Yes, sir!
(Tom Catches Lenny as the Ball Hits his Head)
Steve Jackson: No fair, Tom. That's a carry.
Colonel Greenheather: Keep using your head, Harris. I'm going over to Ms. Nebula's to arrange our game.
(Scene Fades to Colonel Greenheather Walking to Ms. Nebula's School)
(Colonel Greenheather Rings the Doorbell)
Ms. Nebula: All that exercise really loosened you up, Madeleine, a little too much.
Colonel Greenheather: Uh, Ms. Nebula, it's me, Colonel Greenheather.
Ms. Nebula: Will you get the door for me, Sylvia?
Sylvia: You bet I will.
(Sylvia Changes into a Bat)
(The Door Opens Magically)
Colonel Greenheather: Ms. Nebula? Anybody home?
(Colonel Greenheather Looks Shocked)
(Sylvia Flies Closer)
(Scene Fades Black)
Colonel Greenheather: Stay back! That's a direct order!
(Sylvia Changes Back into a Human)
Sylvia: Anything you say, Colonel Greenheather.
Colonel Greenheather: Huh? Uh, where did you come from, young lady?
Sylvia: Uh, up there. Ms. Nebula said to make yourself comfortable. She'll be down as soon as she wraps things up. (She Changes Back into a Bat)
Colonel Greenheather: Affirmative. Thank you, young lad-- This school must have bats in this spell fray.
(Colonel Greenheather Finds a Chair and Examines it)
Colonel Greenheather: Hmm. Could stand a little spit and polish.
(The Chair Traps Colonel Greenheather)
Ms. Nebula: Ah, Colonel Greenheather. How nice of you to pay us a visit.
Colonel Greenheather: Uh, Ms. Nebula, th-this chair, it's--
Ms. Nebula: Yes, it's a collector's item. Early inquisition, but not very comfortable, I'm afraid. Would you prefer a softer chair?
(The Chair Releases the Traps)
Colonel Greenheather: Uh, t-t-thank you.
(Colonel Greenheather Finds a Better Chair, and Checks to Make Sure Nothing Happens)
Ms. Nebula: Now, how about some tea and sweets?
Colonel Greenheather: Uh, negative, Ms. Nebula. I'm on a strict military diet.
Ms. Nebula: Nonsense, Colonel. You must taste my fudge. (Rings Gong)
(Manfred, the Butler Brings Mrs. Nebula a Fudge Plate)
Ms. Nebula (Off-Screen): I made it this morning.
Colonel Greenheather: Well, if you insist. Uh, thank you.
(Manfred Pours Mrs. Nebula a Drink)
(Ms. Nebula Takes a Bite of the Fudge): Mm-mm-mmmmm. Delicious, if I do say so myself.
(Colonel Greenheather Takes a Bite and Thinks for Minute): Uh, doesn't it taste a little, uh, moldy?
Ms. Nebula: Of course, Colonel. (She Eats the Fudge) Fungus Fudge always tastes moldy.
(Manfred Wipes Ms. Nebula's Mouth)
Colonel Greenheather: Fungus Fudge?! (Sips the Tea)
(Solar Catches the Fudge and Eats it)
Ms. Nebula (Off-Screen): Yes. It goes so well with Toadstool Tea.
Colonel Greenheather: Toadstool Tea?!
(He Drops the Cup on Solar's Head)
Ms. Nebula: More tea, Colonel?
Colonel Greenheather: Uh, negative, Ms. Nebula. I think it's time we arranged our annual volleyball game.
(Solar Looks Angry and Starts Marching to Him)
Colonel Greenheather: My cadets are looking forward to winning again this year. Isn't it getting a bit warm in here?
Ms. Nebula: It's going to get a lot hotter on the volleyball court, Colonel. We got a new coach, and I'd like you to meet him.
(Manfred Rings the Bell)
(The Stairs Turn into a Slide, Causing the Spacebots to Slide Down)
Ms. Nebula (Off-Screen): Sam, I want you to meet Colonel Greenheather.
Colonel Greenheather: Hello. (Screams as his Bottom is Burnt)
Sam Spacebot: Don't get up on my account, Colonel.
(Colonel Greenheather Cleans his Bottom Off)
Ms. Nebula: Bad boy, Solar!
Sally Spacebot: We're ready to play your game whenever you say, Colonel.
Colonel Greenheather: Affirmative. We'll rendezvous within 1400 hours. Prepare to synchronize watches.
Sam Spacebot: Watches synchronized.
Soleil Spacebot: Synchronized.
(Manfred Synchronizes his Watch)
Colonel Greenheather: Check. Over and out.
Seth Spacebot: Crikey, it looks like the Colonel's already warmed up for the game.
Ms. Nebula: You'd better start getting the girls ready, Simon.
Simon Spacebot: Why the rush, Ms. N? We have got 1400 hours before the match. That's a lot of time.
Sam Spacebot: Yeah. (Eats a Fudge) A lot.
Soleil Spacebot: But, Simon, 1400 hours means 2:00. We've only got an hour.
Simon Spacebot: Why didn't you say so, Soleil? Don't just stand there. It's time to work out!
(Stone Gargoyles Cover Their Ears)
(Vultures Put Earphones Over their Ears)
Sam Spacebot: That's it, girls. Scream, 2, 3, 4.
Simon Spacebot (Off-Screen): Howl, 2, 3, 4.
Sam Spacebot (Off-Screen): That's keeping your cape in shape, Sylvia.
Sylvia: Thanks a lot, Sam.
Madeleine: And I'm keeping my tape in shape.
Ms. Nebula: You definitely are, Madeleine. Scare Aerobics are good for everyone.
(The Hand Taps its Fingers)
Soleil Spacebot: That's it, Frieda. Don't bend your knees.
(Solar Bounces on his Tail Happily)
Seth Spacebot: Gee, Penny, exercising sure is fun.
(Penny Hits the Wall)
Penny: Yes. It's really off the wall.
Seth Spacebot: I think more into the wall.
(Soleil Panting): Okay, guys, it's time for some deep breathing exercises.
Ms. Nebula: You mean deep shrieking, Soleil. Show her, girls.
Ms. Nebula (Off-Screen): In. Out. In. Out.
(Madeleine Breathing, Shrieks)
Sylvia: Sounds awesome, kid. You got the fright stuff.
(Sylvia Changes into a Bat, Screeching)
(Sylvia Flies By Sam)
(Sam Yells and Falls Back)
Sam Spacebot: Oops.
(Sam Runs Away, But Solar Follows him)
Soleil Spacebot: In. Out. In. Out.
(Solar Blows Fire 4 Times at Sam)
Sam Spacebot: Yikes! Yikes! Yikes! Yikes!
Soleil Spacebot: Good job, Sam. That's deep breathing.
(Sam is Running from Solar): Yikes!
Soleil Spacebot (Off-Screen): And deep shrieking.
Ms. Nebula: Come on, girls. Let's here it.
(Nebula Girls Screaming)
Vulture #1: I hate all this screaming.
Vulture# 2: Me, too. I'm flappin' out. (Cawing)
(Meanwhile, at Greenheather, the Boys were Training Too)
(They were Doing Toe-Touches in the Courtyard when They Heard Screaming from Nebula)
Tom Harris: Get a load of that racket coming from the Nebula place.
Steve Jackson: Whew. And I thought Greenheather was tough. That school sounds like torture.
Bob: Well, you know what they say: No pain, no gain. More weight, Lenny.
Lenny: Aye, aye, Bob.
Bob: More weight.
Tom Harris (Off-Screen): Here comes the colonel.
(Lenny Salutes but Drops the Sack on Bob who Falls in the Hole)
Colonel Greenheather: At ease, men.
(Tom, Steve, Diego, and Lenny Drop Their Arms from Saluting, Except for Bob)
Colonel Greenheather: I said at ease, Bob.
Bob: Thank you, sir. (He Falls)
Colonel Greenheather: I just wanna say that no matter what happens on the volleyball court this afternoon, YOU'VE GOTTA WIN!!
Tom, Lenny, Steve, and Diego: Yes, sir!
Captain Greenheather: Do you want this trophy to stay at Greenheather Military School?
Tom Harris: Affirmative. We won't let you down, sir.
(Colonel Greenheather Looks at his Watch): 1400 hours approaches. Prepare to engage the enemy!
(Bob Leaps out of the Hole, Growling)
(He Runs Tackling a Pile of Sacks he was Training with)
Bob: Those Nebula Girls don't know what hit them.
(Bob Laughs Before Another Sack Landed on Top of Him)
Soleil Spacebot: That's it, girls! Rattle those chains!
(Madeleine is Pumping Herself)
Soleil Spacebot: Keep your chin up, girl. You mommy would be proud.
Ms. Nebula: Oh, my! It's a minute to 2:00. Those Greenheather Cadets will be arriving any minute.
Simon Spacebot: Just enough time to loosen up the old neck muscles, Sammy.
Sam Spacebot: Uh-huh, neck muscles.
(Penny Laughing): Is this loose enough?
(Sam Loosens his Neck by Spinning and Gets Stuck)
Simon Spacebot: Wow, Sam. You really know how to loosen these neck muscles.
(Sam's Neck Spins Out of Control as He Screams)
(Sam Falls Out of the Window and into the Moat, We Hear a Splash)
(He Rises his Head Out of the Water)
Soleil Spacebot: This is not the time to go swimming, Sam. We have a volleyball game.
Sarah Spacebot: But everyone says swimming is great exercise, Soleil.
(Sharks Approach Sam)
Sarah Spacebot: Uh-oh. And it looks like Sam is gonna get a lot of exercise.
(The 2-Headed Shark Approach Sam)
(Sam Screams in Terror): Soleil! Help!
(The Sharks Swim After Sam)
Sam Spacebot: Soleil! Help!
Soleil Spacebot: Keep paddling, Sammy! We're on our way!
Sarah Spacebot: Us, too!
Frieda: Us, first. We love swimming.
Karlina: Let's go for it.
(Sam Crying in Fear): Help!
(Frieda and Karlina Jump and Land on the Sharks)
Ms. Nebula: They'd be much better divers if they learned to keep their feet together.
(Frieda Rises her Head Out of the Water): Come on in! The water's fine!
Melinda: Look out below!
(Willa Jumps, Howling)
(Sylvia Chuckles): Oh, Willa. You werewolves are such show-offs.
(Willa and Sylvia Jump on the Sharks' Heads)
(Willa Spits Water out of her Mouth)
Sylvia: Oh, this water is as warm as a bat-tub.
Sally Spacebot: Come on, girls. Let's get in the swim of things.
(Simon, Seth, Soleil, Sarah, and Sally Jump in)
(Penny Giggling): Wait for us, Coach!
Madeleine: My mummy taught me to swim. I can do a Nile and a half.
(Madeleine Jumps Down)
Simon Spacebot: Nile and a half? Only in Egypt, right, Sarah?
(They Jump on the Shark's Head)
(Madeleine Jumps on the Shark's Head)
(The Sharks Swim Away)
Soleil Spacebot: One lap around the moat, everyone, then it's out of the water.
Sally Spacebot: And on to the volleyball court.
Frieda: Uh-huh. Right, Coach.
Sylvia: We're ready for those Greenheather Cadets.
(Willa Howls): Go, Nebula! (Howling)
Madeleine: I'm gonna bring a trophy home to my mummy.
(The Crystal Balls Sees the Girls)
Diavolos: Are you keeping a close eye on those girl ghouls, Underflop?
Underflop: Yes, Diavolos. As you commanded, I won't let them out of my sight.
Sally Spacebot: Here, Seth. Let me help you dry off.
(Water Splashes at Diavolos and Underflop)
Seth Spacebot (Off-Screen): Thanks, Sally. I needed that.
Diavolos: Fool. Next time, don't plant your crystal ball by the moat.
Underflop: Sorry, Diavolos.
The Volleyball Game/Nebula All the Way:
(Tom Laughs): Look, guys, those Nebula Girls are all washed up before we even play 'em.
Ms. Nebula: Solar, I think the girls could you use a quick blow dry.
Solar: Yeah, give 'em a blow dry. (She Spews to Give the Girls a Blow Dry)
Sylvia: Ohh, I hope this isn't a permanent wave.
(Willa Howls): Those cadets make my hair stand on end.
Simon Spacebot: Next time, your mummy should dress you a non-shrink wrapping.
Madeleine: Thanks, Simon. (She Hops Away)
Karlina: Boy, that was refreshing.
Glenda: I feel as clean as a whistle again.
Frieda: You know, girls, you should show us the right moves and try to get to know us better.
Penny: Tell you what. The rest of you can watch the game while the 5 of us play.
Wendy: Exactly. They wouldn't lose anything.
Melinda: I can't wait to see you win out there!
Gretchen: So, you girls wanna sit and watch the game?
Brenda: I guess so. We knew should be a bit easy.
Alicia: Indeed it was.
Diego: If you girls are through playing around, we've got a game to win.
Ms. Nebula: Then let the game begin!
Colonel Greenheather: Uh, negative, Ms. Nebula. This volleyball court is a disaster area. You don't even have a net.
Ms. Nebula: Not yet. Smith!
(Smith Makes a Net with a Web)
Simon Spacebot: You were saying, Colonel?
Colonel Greenheather: And I was saying this court doesn't have any boundary lines.
Ms. Nebula: Coming right up.
(Ms. Nebula Bangs the Gong)
(Manfred Makes Some Boundary Lines)
Sam Spacebot: Any other complaints, Colonel?
Colonel Greenheather: Well, we need a referee.
Sam Spacebot: You're looking at him. Sam Spacebot. I call 'em as I see 'em.
Tom Harris: Let's flip to see who serves first.
Willa: No problem. (Howling)
Bob: That girl's flipped. We're supposed to flip a coin.
Steve Jackson: Affirmative.
Simon Spacebot: Why didn't you say so? Anybody got a quarter?
(The Hand Brings a Quarter)
Simon Spacebot: Thanks. Heads.
Diego (Off-Screen): Looks more like hands.
Simon Spacebot: Heads! See for yourself, Colonel.
Colonel Greenheather: Affirmative. Nebula serves first.
Soleil, Sarah, and Sally: Go, go, Nebula!
Seth Spacebot: Give it all you got, Frieda.
Frieda: Okay, coach.
(Frieda Hits the Ball, and it Goes Through the Net, Hitting Tom and Bob)
Sam Spacebot: Net ball!
Diego: I think it's a net loss.
Steve Jackson: Affirmative.
Ms. Nebula: Smith, on the double.
(Smith Fixes the Net)
Seth Spacebot: Try to hit the ball a little higher.
Frieda: Okay, coach.
(Frieda Hits the Ball Again)
Willa: Oh, nice hit.
(The Ball Comes Down)
Lenny: I got it! (The Ball Hits him) I mean, I had it.
Sam Spacebot: Point goes to Nebula!
(The Hand Puts a One on Nebula's Point)
Soleil Spacebot: Go, go, Nebula! (She Shakes Ms. Nebula's Hands While Sally is Giggling)
(Scene Fades to the Hand Putting a 10 on Greenheather's Point)
Colonel Greenheather: Good serve, cadet. Keep pressing the attack.
Bob: Yes, sir. (Growling)
(Bob Hits the Ball)
(Penny Hits the Ball, But Goes Through it, Laughing): I got it!
Diego: Hey, she hit the net!
Steve Jackson: Hit it? She went through it!
Sam Spacebot: That's a fowl. Greenheather's point.
Greenheather Cadets: On the leather with Greenheather!
(The Hand Puts an 11 on Greenheather's Point)
Madeleine: We're never gonna win that trophy, Sylvia.
Sylvia: You bet we are! (Howls)
(Sylvia Changes into a Bat and Hits the Ball)
Sam Spacebot: Nice spike, Sylvia!
(Sylvia Changes Back into a Human)
Sylvia: Thanks, Sam.
(Sylvia Goes to Tom and Takes the Ball)
Sylvia: Our serve, cadet.
Tom Harris: I must be going batty.
Sylvia: Here, Madeleine. Let's see an awesome serve.
(Madeleine Hits the Ball)
Steve and Diego: I've got it! I've got it!
(Madeleine Hits it Again)
Steve and Diego: I've got it!
Madeleine: I've got it!
(Steve and Diego Hit the Net and it Breaks)
Sam Spacebot: You hit the net, cadets. We're all tied up.
(The Hand Puts an 11 on Nebula's Point)
Willa: I'd say they're all tied up. (Howling Laugh)
Penny: That's a howl, Willa! (Giggling)
Ms. Nebula: Oh, Smith!
(Smith Goes to the Net and Refuses)
Ms. Nebula (Off-Screen): I'll give you 6 extra flies for supper.
(Smith Doesn't Want that)
Ms. Nebula: All right, all right, a dozen flies.
(Smith Remakes the Net)
Soleil, Sarah, and Sally: Let's go, Nebula!
Seth Spacebot: Oh, hot dogs! Mmm-mm. One, please.
Simon Spacebot: Make that two.
(Solar Lights the Hot Dogs)
Simon Spacebot: Thanks, Solar. All this winning really works up an appetite, you know.
Tom Harris: They won't be winning for long. I've planted a remote control device in the volleyball.
(The Greenheather Cadets Put their Hands in the Middle)
Steve Jackson (Off-Screen): Affirmative.
Bob (Off-Screen): Goodbye, Nebula.
(Scene Fades Black)
(Madeleine Gets Ready to Hit the Ball, and Does)
Frieda: That looks good, Madeleine.
Tom Harris: I'll make it look bad.
(The Ball Flies Up)
Diego: That serve is loco.
(The Wrapping Causes Madeleine to Fly)
Sam Spacebot: Outta bounds.
(Madeleine Still Flies)
Sam Spacebot: Way outta bounds.
(The Ball Falls Down to Tom)
Tom Harris: Then it's Greenheather's ball. (Giddy Laughing)
(Scene Fades to an Unhappy Madeleine)
Frieda: Don't worry, Madeleine. We'll get it back.
Tom Harris: Not unless this battery runs out. (Sinister Laughing)
(Steve Hits the Ball)
Willa: It's all mine!
(Tom Laughs and Hits the Button on the Remote)
Willa: Huh? (She Falls)
Sylvia: I'll save it, Willa.
(Sylvia Spins Backwards)
Sylvia: What a backspin.
Colonel Greenheather: On the leather with Greenheather!
(The Hand Puts a 12 on Greenheather's Point)
(Seth Eats the Hotdog)
Simon Spacebot: Crickey. This doesn't look good.
(Seth Takes the Hotdog from Simon's Hand and Eats it)
Seth Spacebot: Tastes good.
Simon Spacebot: We gotta catch up.
Seth Spacebot: Ketchup? Okay.
(Seth Puts Ketchup on his Hotdog)
Tom Harris: Prepare for another hit, Steve, with our secret weapon.
Steve Jackson: Affirmative.
(Seth Eats the Hotdog, and the Ketchup Flies Through)
(The Ketchup Hits Steve who Hits the Ball)
Steve Jackson: Hey! I've been sneak attacked.
(The Ball Bounces Back from the Net and Hits Tom)
(The Remote Falls Out of Tom's Hand and Flies into Seth's Mouth)
Tom Harris: Nice work, Steve. Now our remote control is...
(The Ball Flies on its Own)
Tom Harris (Off-Screen): AWOL.
(The Ball Bounces and Hits Colonel Greenheather, Knocking his Hat Off)
Colonel Greenheather: Not only do we lose the ball, but I lose my hat.
(Seth Hiccups): Excuse me. (Hiccups)
(The Ball Hits Colonel Greenheather)
Simon Spacebot: Thanks, Colonel. It is our serve, right, Seth?
Seth Spacebot: Right, Simon. (Hiccups)
(The Ball Bounces on Simon, Who Falls)
(Willa Hits the Ball as She Howls)
(Diego and Lenny Dodge)
(The Hand Puts a 15 and a 16 on Nebula's Point)
Bob: On the leather with Greenheather.
(Madeleine Misses the Ball)
(The Hand Puts an 18 and a 19 on Greenheather's Point)
Colonel Greenheather: 2 more points, men. The victory is ours.
Tom Harris: Yeah. We can beat these girls without military assistance.
(Tom Hits the Ball)
(Frieda Hits the Ball)
Lenny: What a spike.
(The Ball Comes Up from Underneath the Chair)
Colonel Greenheather: That ball is outta bounds.
(The Chair Falls)
Sam Spacebot: But it hit in first. Nebula's ball.
Sally Spacebot: Go, go, Nebula!
(Solar Blows Fire, and Accidentally Burns the Flag From Which Sally was Waving)
Sally Spacebot: Huh?
(The Crystal Ball Shows Up)
(Willa Howls and Hits the Ball)
(The Ball Hits Steve and Diego)
Underflop: Those girls are strong, Diavolos.
Diavolos: Just like their parents, Underflop, but soon I will be more powerful than all of them.
(The Hand Puts a 20 on Nebula's Point)
Simon Spacebot: This is it, girls! Serve up a good win, Sylvia.
Sylvia: You bet I will.
Tom Harris: This jet pack will set you up to spike that serve, Bob.
Bob: My pleasure. I'll pulverize 'em.
(Sylvia Throws the Ball and Hits it as a Bat)
Bob: Take that, you bat.
Madeleine: I can't reach it!
Seth Spacebot: I can't look! (Hiccups)
(The Ball Bounces Back and Hits Bob)
(The Ball Hits Diego, Steve, Lenny, and Tom)
(The Ball is Out of the Field)
Sam Spacebot: That's out, Colonel, and so are you. Nebula wins.
(The Hand Puts a 21 on Nebula's Point)
(The Nebula Girls Cheer)
(Sylvia, Frieda, and Penny Have Simon)
(Madeline and Willa Have Seth)
Sylvia: You were awesome, coach.
Simon Spacebot: Oh, it was nothing, really.
Ms. Nebula: I think we get the trophy this year, Colonel Greenheather.
Colonel Greenheather: There must be some mistake. I won't hand it over.
(The Hand Takes the Trophy from Colonel Greenheather and Gives it to Ms. Nebula)
Ms. Nebula: Thank you, Colonel. Here, Madeleine. For your mummy case.
Madeleine: Thanks, Ms. Nebula!
Tom Harris: I don't get it. We had that tactics.
Steve Jackson: We had the strategy.
Diego: We had the equipment.
Bob: But we still lost.
Colonel Greenheather: No moping, men. The Greenheather code says "Retreat with dignity."
(The Ball Bounces with Colonel Greenheather on it)
(Colonel Greenheather Bounces Away)
Tom Harris: Looks like the Greenheather code just got broken.
Steve Jackson: Double affirmative.
Open House/Meet the Parents:
Willa: This is gonna be our happiest Halloween ever.
Madeleine: Because we have a trophy to show off at our open house!
Sally Spacebot: Open house? Is that like a party?
Sylvia: It's only the biggest even of the Nebula school year.
Simon Spacebot: Will there be food?
(Sam and Simon Scream as a Skeleton is Hung)
Sylvia: Oh, lots of goodies, Simon. Ms. Nebula is in the kitchen right now.
Simon Spacebot: What are we waiting for? Come on!
Sam Spacebot: Excuse us!
(Scene Fades to Ms. Nebula Making Brownies)
Ms. Nebula: Oh, I just love making brownies.
Sam Spacebot: Brownies?! Boy, oh, boy!
Simon Spacebot: Can we give you a hand, Ms. Nebula?
Ms. Nebula: Thanks, Simon. I've already got one. But you and Sam can lick the bowl.
Simon Spacebot: Thanks.
Sam Spacebot: Yeah, thanks.
Ms. Nebula: Okay, Solar. Ready to bake a batch of brownies?
Solar: Yeah! (Spews Fire on the Tray)
Sylvia: Mmm. Something smells rotten.
(Simon Slurps from the Bowl)
Simon Spacebot: You said it, Sylvia.
(Sam Slurps from the Bowl)
Sam Spacebot: Yeah, really rotten.
Sylvia: Deliciously rotten. Swamp brownies fresh from the oven.
Ms. Nebula: Made with slimy swamp water, chock full of mosquitos.
Simon Spacebot: Blimey!!! There's itching in the kitchen, Sammy!
Sam Spacebot: Uh-huh! (Giggling)
Ms. Nebula: Penny, are the caterpillar cookies ready to bake yet?
Penny: They will be as soon as I can 'em. (Giggling)
Simon Spacebot: This kitchen is just crawling with snacks, Sam.
Sam Spacebot: Uh-huh.
Penny: Nothing's too good for our guests. (Giggling)
Sally Spacebot: So, who's coming to this open house, anyway?
Sylvia: Everyone, Sally. My daddy, Dracula.
Sally Spacebot: That's your daddy?
Sylvia: It's a bat picture of him. But he'll show up after sundown.
Soleil Spacebot: Gosh! It's almost sundown now, Sam. That's when the vampire starts biting.
Sam Spacebot: Oh, no! (He Runs Away)
Soleil Spacebot: Wait for me, Sammy!
(Sam and Soleil Skid to a Stop)
Frieda: You've gotta meet Mr. and Ms. Frankenstein.
Melinda: And don't forget Mr. and Ms. Medusa.
Karlina: I also want you to meet Godzilla Sr. and Ms. Godzilla.
Brenda: These are my parents Mr. and Ms. Blob.
Glenda: And this is Mr. and Ms. Fish Creature.
Gretchen: And don't forget to me Gargoyle Sr. and Ms. Gargoyle.
Wendy: You also have to meet Mr. Wizard and Ms. Witch.
Alicia: I want you to meet Mr. Alien and Ms. Alien.
Madeleine: And my mummy parents.
Willa: Oh, don't forget Mama and Papa Werewolf.
(Sam and Soleil Keep Running Until Penny Stops Them)
Penny: And my phantom parents. (Hysterical Laughing)
Soleil Spacebot: Golly!
(Sam Jumps into Soleil's Arms)
Soleil Spacebot: We're all gonna be trapped in a house full of m-m-m-monsters!
(Scene Fades to Black)
(It's a Rainy Night)
(Frankenstein Parents Groaning)
(The Crystal Balls Spies on the Monster Mothers)
Underflop (Off-Screen): Here they come, Diavolos.
(The Werewolf Parents and Frankenstein Parents Run inside)
(The Bat Turns into a Vampire Human of Dracula)
Underflop (Off-Screen): The mightiest monsters in the world.
Count Dracula: Let me cape you out of the rain, Mr. Mummy.
Mr. Mummy: Thank you, Count. This wrap isn't water proof.
Diavolos: Ah, they were the mightiest, but now they've grown soft. Soon Diavolos will be the most feared name in the monster world, when I get those girl ghouls in my clutches.
(The Batantula Tries to Bite Diavolos' Hand)
(Diavolos Smacks the Bat Causing it to Spin)
(Scene Fades to Sam, Soleil, Seth, Frieda, and Willa Playing Checkers)
Frieda: Mama! Dada!
(Mama and Papa Werewolf Howling)
Willa: My parents are calling me.
(Mama and Papa Werewolf Howling)
Soleil Spacebot: Everyone's running off, Sammy. Why don't we?
Sam Spacebot: Uh-huh!
Soleil Spacebot: Quick! Into this elevator.
Seth Spacebot (Off-Screen): Golly, Sam, are we gonna meet the rest of the folks?
Sam Spacebot: No, Seth.
(They Run inside a Room, and Put Heavy Objects to the Doors)
Simon Spacebot: We should be safe now, Sam.
Sam Spacebot: I hope so, Simon.
(The Drawer Opens)
Seth Spacebot (Off-Screen): We have company, Sam.
(Penny Laughing): So there you are. Mother, Father, meet my new teachers.
Phantom Father: Penny's told us so much about you.
(Sam and Simon Scream)
(Sam Holds Seth's Hand as He and Simon Run)
Penny (Off-Screen): See, Mother? They just love to exercise.
Simon Spacebot: Out here, Sammy.
(The Bats of Dracula and Sylvia Fly in)
Sam Spacebot: Oh, no! Help!
(Sam Runs While Simon, Holding Seth's Hand, Runs with him)
Simon Spacebot: This is bat news! Yeow!
(Dracula Turns into a Human)
Count Dracula: It's so nice to see new blood at Nebula.
Simon Spacebot: You don't want mine. It's chicken blood.
Sam Spacebot: Yeah, chicken. (Clucks)
Count Dracula: Sylvia, these 2 are batty than we are.
Sylvia: They are a bit strange, Daddy. But they're awesome teachers.
Sarah Spacebot: We were lucky, Simon, but it's time to bug out of here.
Soleil Spacebot: Positively!
Sally Spacebot: But then we won't meet the other parents.
(Sarah Hugs Sally in Fear)
Sarah Spacebot: I hope you're right, Sally.
(Soleil and Sarah Scream)
Frieda: There they are, Ma!
Ms. Frankenstein: Come to us.
Mr. Mummy: Yes, let's a closer look at these 3.
(Mr. Mummy Wraps Sam and Simon)
Mr. Mummy: Who are you?
Sam Spacebot: Sam Spacebot.
Seth Spacebot: And Seth Spacebot, too.
Sarah Spacebot: Don't hurt Sam. It's our own fault we're here.
Mr. Mummy: Hurt you? I'm trying to hug you, for making my daughter feel like a winner.
Papa Werewolf: I'll howl to that.
Mama Werewolf: Let's give 'em three cheers.
(Mama, Papa and Willa Howl 3 Times)
(The Hand Rings the Bell)
Ms. Nebula: Now that everyone's acquainted, let's go downstairs for refreshments.
(Scene Fades to the Outside of the School)
Ms. Nebula (Off-Screen): Have some Halloween punch, everybody.
(Everybody Has Halloween Punch)
Ms. Nebula: That's the spirit, boys.
Simon Spacebot: Very good, right, Sammy?
Sam Spacebot: Uh-huh.
Ms. Nebula: It's an old Nebula recipe. Poison Ivy punch made from scratch.
(Sam and Simon Scratch)
Sally Spacebot: Gee, Willa, what's that?
Willa: Something for my parents, Sally. I made it in arts and crafts class. (She Puts a Ball in an Iron Maiden Toy) It's a juicer. Now you can have bitter lemonade whenever you want, Mama and Papa.
Mama Werewolf: That's beautiful, Willa. (She Drinks the Lemonade)
Papa Werewolf: Oh, nice and sour. It makes her whiskers pucker.
Karlina: I made a tower figurine for you Mom and Dad. I hope you like it.
Ms. Godzilla: You know we do.
Godzilla Sr.: It's just about the cutest tower we've ever seen. Thank you, Karlina.
Karlina: You're welcome.
Sylvia: I made this for you, Daddy. It's a bat robe.
Count Dracula: Wonderful. Just what I need after a rainy flight. Let me try it on.
(Dracula Changes into a Bat)
(Sylvia Puts the Robe on Dracula)
Sylvia (Off-Screen): Oh, awesome. It fits.
Sylvia: See for yourself.
LaVerne: How is it, dear?
(Dracula Screeches): That's wonderful.
Simon Spacebot: Nice robe, Count. But that's no reflection on you. Right, Sam?
Sam Spacebot: Yeah. (Giggles) I think.
(Dracula Changes Back into a Human)
Count Dracula: What a wonderful gift.
Ms. Nebula: All the girls worked very hard on their presents.
(Solar Feels Sad and Left Out)
Sylvia: Don't feel left out, Solar. I made a robe for you, too, and it's fire proof.
(Solar Spews Fire on the Robe and it Doesn't Affect it)
Gretchen: I made this bell instrument for you, Mom. It'll help you wake up in the morning.
Gargoyle Sr.: What do you think, dear.
Ms. Gargoyle: It's nice, Gretchen.
Gretchen: I thought you'd like it.
Frieda: I made my present in science class. It's a portable shock-man.
(She Charges the Shock)
Frieda: With a rechargeable batter pack that lasts for we-e-e-e-eeks. For you, guys.
(Mr. Frankenstein Puts the Earphones and Shocks Himself): This puts volts in my bolts. Thank you, Frieda. (He Pats Frieda's Head)
Frieda: Welcome, Dada. I thought you'd get a charge out of it.
Ms. Nebula: Show your mummy parents what you made, Madeleine.
(Madeleine Shows her Parents a Mummy Case Toy)
Madeleine (Off-Screen): It's a fright light, to brighten the darkest mummy case.
Mr. Mummy: What a thoughtful gift, Madeleine.
Melinda: I bought a pet snake for you, guys. So, do you like it?
Ms. Medusa: We love it! (Hugs Melinda) Thanks, Melinda.
Glenda: I found some seashells for you, Mom and Dad. I hope you like them.
Mr. Fish Creature and Ms. Fish Creature: We love them.
Brenda: I didn't make anything, but all the slime is all I have.
Mr. Blob: That's okay, Brenda. We love your slime.
Ms. Blob: You said it, dear.
Alicia: It's a planet book, to see these pages.
Mr. Alien: What a perfect reading.
Ms. Alien: You're so good, Alicia.
Wendy: I made these pots and pans for you, Dad.
Mr. Wizard: Excellent. (He Bangs on the Pots and Pans) Them almost sound like drums.
Ms. Witch: Very good, Wendy. Such a good girl.
Ms. Nebula: Last but not least, your daughter would like to play her latest composition for you.
(Penny Laughing Hysterically): It's called Duet for 3 Hands.
(Penny Plays the Organ with the Hand)
(Manfred Plays the Drum)
Penny: And 1 tail. (Hysterical Laughing)
(The Crystal Ball Looks Outside)
Underflop: They're having fun, Diavolos.
Diavolos: Yes. But soon the party will be over.
(Penny Finishes the Song)
Phantom Mother: Excellent, Penny.
Ms. Nebula: Bravo!
Count Dracula: It made my blood run cold.
Simon Spacebot: Let's give that hand a hand, Sammy.
(Sam Smiles at Simon)
(Penny Shakes the Hand)
Penny: Oh, thank you. Oh, thank you. (Hysterical Laughing)
Count Dracula: It will soon be dawn. We must be on our way, Sylvia.
Sylvia: I know, Daddy.
Papa Werewolf: The moon is going down, Willa. We'd better run, too.
Simon Spacebot: See you next year.
LaVerne: In the meantime, we want you to take good care of our little Sylvia.
Count Dracula: What she said.
Simon Spacebot: You can count on us, Count.
Count Dracula: Good. Because if anything happens to her, it will be a bat day for you.
Papa Werewolf: That goes for Willa, too. (Howls)
Mr. Wizard: You take care of Wendy.
Mr. Alien: You keep an eye on Alicia.
Mr. Fish Creature: Take care of Glenda.
Mr. Blob: And Brenda, too.
Godzilla Sr.: Make sure nothing happens to Karlina
Gargoyle Sr.: Keep an eye on Gretchen.
Mr. Medusa: Take care of Melinda.
(Mr. Frankenstein Grabs Simon and Sam by the Throat)
Mr. Frankenstein: Frieda is my pride and joy. Don't let me down.
(Mr. Frankenstein Puts them Down, and Mr. Mummy Picks Them Back Up)
Mr. Mummy: Take care of Madeleine and her friends, or you're not going to meet a very happy mummy.
(Mr. Mummy Puts them Down)
(Phantom Father Appears as Sam and Simon Gasp)
Phantom Father: Not to mention foul-tempered phantom.
(Phantom Father Leaves)
Sally Spacebot: Bye, guys. And I thought I was scared. What a friendly bunch of folks, right, Sam?
Sam Spacebot: Yeah, but I don't like being threatened.
Simon Spacebot: It's okay, Sam. There's nothing to be afraid of now.
Sam Spacebot: Oh, good.
Diavolos: That's what they think. (Sinister Laughing)
(Diavolos Walks to the Batantula)
Diavolos: Get ready to fly, little batantula. You're about to earn your keep.
(Scene Fades to Black)
Diavolos' Plan/Trip to Lurky Swamp:
Diavolos: There's no time to waste, Underflop. Get cranking.
Underflop: Yes, Diavolos. (He Cranks the Lever, the Skylight Door Opens)
(Diavolos Has a Picture of Simon)
Diavolos: This is your target.
(Batantula Can't See it Upside Down)
(Diavolos Turns the Picture Upside Down for the Bat to See)
(Batantula is Pleased)
Diavolos: Now, heed these words and heed them well. Find those fools and weave them well. Fly, batantula, fly. Soon those teachers will be learning from me. (Sinister Laughing)
Diavolos: Don't just stand there. Close that skylight. There's a draft in here.
Underflop: Y-Yes, Diavolos.
(Scene Dissolved to the School)
(Sam is Sleeping When he Hears the Shades Clapping)
(He Pulls the Shades Up and Sees a Batantula)
(Sam Yells): Simon! Bat! It's a bat!
Simon Spacebot: Bat? Take this baseball for later this morning, Sammy.
(Sam Throws the Ball to the Ground): No, Simon, bat.
Simon Spacebot: Calm down, Sam. I'll take a look.
(Scene Fades to the Window)
Simon Spacebot: See? See for yourself, Sammy. Nothing. Let's go back to sleep.
Sam Spacebot: Okay, Simon.
(He Pulls the Curtain Down and the Batantula is There)
Sam Spacebot: Simon! Bat shade! Bat shade!
Simon Spacebot: I'm coming! I'm coming! Oh, boy. Pull yourself together, big brother. See? There's nothing's shady about the shade. Pull yourself together, Sammy.
(Sam Pulls the Shade Up, But Rolls into the Shade)
(Batantula Spies on Simon)
(The Bat Puts Spiderweb Earphones on her Ears)
Diavolos' Voice: You will do exactly as I say.
Simon Spacebot: I will do exactly as you say.
Diavolos: In the morning, you will take the girls on a big field trip to the Lurky Swamp.
Simon Spacebot: Big girls... field trip... to the Lurky Swamp.
Diavolos: That's why I'm going to get them.
Simon Spacebot: The girls are far too strong to challenge.
Diavolos: And then those girl ghouls will be mine! (Sinister Laughing)
(Underflop Laughs and Stops)
Diavolos: Don't just stand there. Get to the Lurky Swamp and set my traps.
Underflop: Yes, Diavolos.
(Scene Dissolved to the Greenheather Military School)
(A Blaring Bugle Barges in Blowing Revile)
(Steve, Lenny, and Bob Wake up)
(Tom is Still Sleeping)
(Bugle Blares to Wake Up Tom)
Tom Harris: Diego, sometimes I'm sorry you ever invented that rolling revile robot.
Diego: But it was your idea to give to the colonel for a birthday present.
Steve Jackson: Affirmative. Next year, we give him a pocket watch.
Colonel Greenheather: Glad to see you up and at 'em, Cadets. Fantastic invention!
Captain Greenheather: As I was saying, you're up early for early morning maneuvers in tough terrain.
Tom Harris: I'll say. That's Lurky Swamp.
(Cut to the Nebula School)
Simon Spacebot: Good morning, Sammy. It's a good day for a field trip.
Sam Spacebot: It is?
Simon Spacebot: Yes, just feel that air.
(Sam Gets Blown by the Wind)
(Sam Hits the Door Flat)
(Seth Wakes Up)
Seth Spacebot: You knocked, Sam?
Simon Spacebot: Glad you're up, Seth. We're just on our way out.
(Scene Fades to Outside the School)
Ms. Nebula: Brr. Cold, raw, windy. A good chance of rain. A perfectly rotten day to be outside. So have a great time, girls.
(Willa Howls): We will, Ms. Nebula.
Sarah Spacebot: We're all ready to go.
Solar: Yeah. (Panting)
Ms. Nebula: Sorry, Solar. You're staying home with me.
Sarah Spacebot: Here we go, gang.
Frieda: Bye, Ms. Nebula!
Madeleine: Bye, Solar!
Ms. Nebula: See you later, girls.
Solar: Yeah, see you later. (Grumbles)
Soleil Spacebot: Gee, Sarah, where are we going for a field trip?
Sarah Spacebot: Someplace scenic, Soleil. Right here.
Soleil Spacebot: That's Lurky Swamp.
Sam Spacebot: Lurky Swamp?!
Sylvia: Sounds awesome. I'll bet it's crawling with alligators and snakes. (Giggles)
Sam Spacebot: Alligators? Snakes? Oh, no!
Penny: Not to mention quicksand. (Hysterical Laughing) I love quicksand.
Colonel Greenheather: Today's swamp will take us to Swampy Terrain. Stay close, men, as we use our survival skills to cross this swamp.
Steve Jackson: Yes, sir.
(The Colonel Walks Off, Followed by Lenny)
(Tom Falls in the Mud)
Tom Harris: The first skill is in ditching the colonel, and finding a dry way out of this swamp.
Steve Jackson: Affirmative.
(Scene Slides to Colonel Greenheather and Lenny Walking Through the Meadow)
(Tom, Diego, Bob, and Steve Go Their Separate Ways)
Diego: These field trips are a real drag.
Bob: And dumb, too.
Madeleine: What do we do now, Soleil?
Soleil Spacebot: Well, now, uh, how about a run through the swamp?
Frieda: Great! I got plenty of energy.
Madeleine: Wait for me, Frieda.
Seth Spacebot: And the Spacebots, too.
(Seth Grabs Sam's Hand)
Melinda: Wait for us, too. (She Picks Up Wendy and Runs with Her)
(Willa Howls): Race you across the swamp, Sylvia.
Sylvia: Then I think I'll stretch my wings, instead of my legs. (She Turns into a Bat)
(She Then Flies Off, with Willa Jogging)
Willa: Aw, no fair, Sylvia. We're supposed to be running, not riding.
(A Foot Trips Willa)
Willa: Boy, have you got the wrong girl. (Howls) Hi-yah!
(Underflop Moans, and Growls): You can't escape Underflop.
Willa: Then I guess you've never chased a werewolf before, creepy.
Willa: This looks like a great place to hide. (Howls) I gave him the slip.
(The Batantula Try to Attack Willa)
Willa: Oh, no, you don't!
(Willa Hits the Batantula with a Hammer)
(The Batantula Flies Out the Window)
Underflop: Oh, no. Diavolos is gonna kill me. (Worried Panicking)
(Cut to the School)
Ms. Nebula (Off-Screen): Is my cauldron bubbling yet, Solar?
(She Comes in the Kitchen to Taste her Scorpion Stew)
Ms. Nebula: Why, my Scorpion Stew is ice cold. Solar, here, boy. Light the fire. Now where has that dragon gotten to?
(Solar is Sniffing Out on the Trail)
Soleil Spacebot: Gee, Simon, swamp running is fun.
(Solar Hears Laughter Coming Through the Lurky Swamp)
(Cut to Sam, Simon, Seth, Soleil, Sarah, and Sally Running on Stones)
Soleil Spacebot: How'd you think of this place?
Simon Spacebot: I don't know, Soleil. In my dreams, I think. Crikey!
(Simon Leaps into Sam's Arms)
Simon Spacebot: This dream just turned into a nightmare!
Sam Spacebot: Yeah! alligator nightmare!
Sam and Simon: Help!
Soleil Spacebot: Hang on, Sam. Soleil Spacebot to the rescue!
Soleil Spacebot: Uh-oh.
(She Hops on an Alligator)
(Simon Grabs her Hand)
Simon Spacebot: Nice going, Soleil, but too late.
Sam Spacebot: Simon!
Simon Spacebot: Crikey! I never thought we'd end up alligator appetizers!
Sarah Spacebot: Well, this girl is going down swinging.
Sylvia: Try swinging with me.
(Sylvia Grabs the Spacebots)
(The Alligators Fail to Get Them)
(Sylvia Changes into a Human)
Simon Spacebot: Not too bat an escape, right, Sam?
Sam Spacebot: Yeah, Simon.
Seth Spacebot: Yeah. Thanks for the help.
Sylvia: I need some help myself. Willa must be playing hide-and-shriek. I can't find her anywhere.
Soleil Spacebot: This swamp is a little bothering.
Sally Spacebot: Don't worry. We'll all go look for them.
Sarah Spacebot: Uh-huh. (Gasps)
Sylvia: And I'll search by air. (She Changes Back to a Bat)
(Meanwhile the Greenheather Cadets are Walking)
Bob: Hey, what's that up there? This swamp's got bats!
Diego: Better look down here. We're back in the mud again.
Steve Jackson: Negative. I think this is...
Tom Harris: Quicksand!
Bob: What do we do now, Tom?
Tom Harris: We use our basic survival skills, like yelling for help!
Steve Jackson: Affirmative. Help!
Greenheather Cadets: Help!
Frieda: Sounds like those smart aleck Greenheather Cadets.
Madeleine: Maybe they're playing in the swamp, too.
(They Went to Find Them)
Tom Harris: Someone's coming.
Steve Jackson: Affirmative. It's those Nebula Girls.
Diego: Quick! Help us out.
Madeleine: But why? Swimming in quicksand is fun.
Steve Jackson: Fun? That's a negative.
Diego: On the double!
Bob: If not sooner!
Frieda: Well, Madeleine, if they insist.
Madeleine: What a bunch of spoilsports.
(Frieda Helps the Greenheather Cadets Out of the Quicksand)
(Greenheather Cadets Scream)
Diego: Oh, thanks for getting us out, girls.
Steve Jackson: Affirmative.
Dodging the Batantulas:
Tom Harris: Now we'd better find a way out of this swamp. Forward, Cadets!
(Solar Comes by and Sniffs Tom's Foot, Snarling)
Tom Harris: Retreat!
Steve Jackson: Affirmative! Advance to the rear!
Seth Spacebot: No sign of the girls, Sam.
Sam Spacebot: Uh-oh.
Simon Spacebot: I'm beginning to get a bad feeling about this swamp.
Seth Spacebot: Hold it, Simon. Maybe Sylvia has good news.
Simon Spacebot: Does that mean you found Willa?
Simon Spacebot: I think she wants us to follow.
(They Run Until Sam Gets Snagged By a Tree)
(This Causes Sam to Spin, and Sends him Flying)
Seth Spacebot: There goes Sam, not wanting to be last anymore.
(Sam Lands on Solar, Who Snarls)
Sam Spacebot: Oops!
(Solar Spews Fire at him, and Chases him)
(Solar Runs After him)
Simon Spacebot: I wish our brother Sam would learn to not play with Solar.
(Sylvia Sees Willa with Batantulas)
Sylvia: Oh, no!
(She Flies to the Other Ghouls)
Sylvia: Willa's at the shack. But she's surrounded by batantulas.
Wendy: Follow me.
(The Ghouls Went with Sylvia)
(The Batantulas Try to Attack Willa, But Willa Dodges)
(The Batantula Hits a Rock)
Underflop: Nice moves.
(Underflop Pounces Willa)
Underflop: Too bad you're out here all alone.
Sylvia (Off-Screen): Get away from Willa!
(Sylvia, as a Human, Knocks Underflop Down)
Willa: Sylvia! You're here!
Sylvia: Of course!
Underflop: Isn't this a touching little friendship?
Sylvia: Think you can take us all on?
Underflop: All of you girls? I'll take those arts.
Penny (Off-Screen): Gangway!
(The Girls Appear)
(Madeleine Charges and a Batantula Scares her)
(Madeleine Smacks the Bat): No! Bad batantula! Bad batantula! Go home!
(Karlina Roars Loudly)
(The Batantulas Fly Away in Fear)
(Madeleine Gives Karlina High Five): Yeah!
(Sam Hides in the Shack to Lose Solar)
(Solar Still Runs)
(Willa Taps on Sam's Shoulder)
Sam Spacebot: Yikes! Are you okay, Willa?
Willa: Underflop's right behind you. Look out!
(Underflop Grabs Sam)
Sam Spacebot: Help!
Underflop: Diavolos does not like meddlers.
Sam Spacebot: N-N-Not me!
(Sam Tries to Run Away from Underflop, when Fire Burns Underflop)
(Solar Blows Fire at Underflop)
(Underflop Runs into a Lake and Puts Out the Fire)
Underflop: You two will pay for this!
(Solar Becomes Sam's Friend)
(Sam Shakes Solar's Hand and Laughs, Then He, and Solar Run)
Underflop: No one escapes Underflop.
Sylvia: That's what you think.
(The Girls and Sam Look at Him)
Underflop: All the girls. Forget it!
Willa: Thanks, guys. And Sam, I owe you everything for stopping Underflop.
Underflop: Hey! I can hear you!
Sam Spacebot: I think we should get back to the other Spacebots.
Penny: Oh sure. Now he tells us.
Diavolos (Angrily): The Nebula's girls... defeated you...
AGAIN?!?! Underflop: Uh, no! Diavolos, it's not what it seems. It was a Sam and the Spacebots who knocked away the batantulas.
Diavolos (Angrily): The Spacebots knocked my batantulas away?
Underflop: Y-Yeah. You should've seen them. Roaring at the bats, dodging them, and even Solar saved them.
Diavolos: So, the Spacebots have saved the girls while trying to foil my plan. (Chuckles) That's perfect!
Underflop: It is?
Diavolos: Of course! It means all we have to do is unleash the Grolrex. Then he will do more damage to the Spacebots that I ever could! (Sinister Laughing)
The Spacebots Team Up:
(Diavolos' Sinister Laugh Echoes Startling Everyone)
Madeleine: It's like she knows what we're planning.
Frieda: Witchy woman. Scary.
Brenda: What do we do?
Wendy: Maybe we should go back to school.
Sam Spacebot: No! Everyone, listen. Diavolos' just trying to kidnap you.
Wendy: Well, it's working.
Willa: If she can set a trap to kidnap us, what chance do we have against her?
Sylvia: Sam, we do know how to defeat Diavolos, don't we?
Sam Spacebot: Well... not exactly.
Tom Harris (Off-Screen): I think we can help you out there.
(He and the Other Cadets Appear)
Sam Spacebot: Greenheather Cadets? What's going on?
Steve Jackson: I know it sounds odd, but I think you have to hear what Tom has to say.
Soleil Spacebot: Tom, what brings you here?
Tom Harris: We, uh, we know some stuff that might be helpful.
Soleil Spacebot: Helpful how?
Tom Harris: We know how to defeat Diavolos.
(Sam and Soleil Look at Each Other)
Soleil Spacebot: And why should we believe you? The leader of the Greenheather Cadets?
Steve Jackson: Go on.
Tom Harris: Uh, well, "The Greenheather Code says we help--"
Steve Jackson: Tom! I meant tell Soleil what we know.
Tom Harris: Oh, yeah-yeah-yeah. Right.
Soleil Spacebot: No offense, Steve, but it is difficult for me to believe that Tom has changed sides.
Willa: Soleil, you kept me out of trouble when my parents told Sam to. If Tom's information is useful, we should use it to beat Diavolos. If it isn't, then we werewolves will be happy to eat him.
Sam Spacebot: Willa's right, Soleil. If the cadets believe Tom, I think we should at least hear what he has to say.
Soleil Spacebot: Sam, always willing to forgive your friends. It's a noble trait, and part of what makes you you. Very well, Tom.
Tom Harris: Okay. Well, the Greenheather code says that only the Spacebots can defeat her by leading her to a lava pit.
Sam Spacebot: If we bring Diavolos, I guess she can fall in the lava.
Tom Harris: But it's gotta be the most powerful trap we can find.
Seth Spacebot: Oh, yeah! Just trap Diavolos in the lava.
Tom Harris: And we gotta lure her into a trap, so we know she's too heavy.
Simon Spacebot: Lure her into a trap?
Sally Spacebot: Huh. Giving there will be hard.
Sarah Spacebot: Indeed.
Soleil Spacebot: All the more reason to proceed with the plan to attack the batantulas.
Sam Spacebot: Yeah, but now it's not just about defeating Diavolos' army. We have a plan to defeat Diavolos as well.
Steve Jackson: The cadets will help, too, Sam. Right?
Tom Harris: Yeah, that's right.
(Cut to the Nebula Girls): All the girls will help.
Nebula Girls: Yeah!
Soleil Spacebot: Very well. Sam.
Sam Spacebot: Everyone, team up. Today we go to the castle.
Soleil Spacebot: Diavolos and her forces will be defeated once and for all. And we will have the girls back to the school.
Madeleine: I like the Spacebots, Tom.
Penny: Me, too. Soleil's so pretty.
Tom Harris: Yeah. I think we're on the right side now.
Steve Jackson: We sure are. (Giggles)
Tom Harris: You know, I think I could get used to the Greenheather Code.
(Everyone Came to the Castle, but the Door was Locked)
Sam Spacebot: Crikey! The door is locked.
Gretchen: How do we unlock the door?
Penny: Maybe if we find a trampoline we can bounce to the top.
Tom Harris: Are you kidding? I say we call the phone and deliver some burgers.
Glenda: How about a soda, with fries and a hot dog?
Penny: What about me?
Glenda: Ah, you can be anyone that comes with the meal.
Karlina (Off-Screen): Hey, guys.
(Karlina Unlocks the Door with her Tail)
Penny: That's one talented tail, Karlina. (Laughs)
Karlina: Yeah. (Laughs)
Sam Spacebot: Gee, this place is humungous. We'll have to split up. Me, Solar, and my Spacebot friends will take the left, you Greenheather Cadets and Nebula Girls take the right.
(The Spacebots and Solar Came to a Left Side and See What Appears to Be a Well Like Arena)
Sam Spacebot: Talk about soggy.
Soleil Spacebot: Yeah. Some meanie is up to no good.
Underflop: I've just begun to be mean.
Sarah Spacebot: Nice try, buster, but we're not afraid to fight.
Underflop: Neither is the giant Grolrex.
The Spacebots: Grolrex?
Underflop: Look. He lives down there.
(Grolrex Comes Out of the Water)
(Grolrex Laughing Sinisterly)
Sylvia: We gotta distract Diavolos and Underflop.
Tom Harris: Right. Let's go back and get the Spacebots.
Simon Spacebot: Blimey! This is no time for games, Sally.
Sally Spacebot: I'm hoping he'll play ball with me, Sally. (She Throws the Ball to Grolrex)
Sally Spacebot: Your turn, Solar.
(Solar Hits the Ball with his Tail)
(The Ball Bounces Ricocheting)
(The Ball Hits Sam's Head)
Sally Spacebot: That's it, Sam.
(The Ball Bounces Again)
(Grolrex Hits the Ball)
Sally Spacebot: Nice shot, Grolrex.
Seth Spacebot: I hope you're gonna let him win, Sally. He looks like a sore loser.
Sally Spacebot: Come on, Sam. Kick it high.
(Sam Kicks the Ball with his Foot Behind his Back)
(The Ball Bounces Up for the Grolrex to Reach)
Sally Spacebot: Now's our chance, guys. Going up!
Soleil Spacebot: It's like an elevator, right, Sarah?
Sarah Spacebot: Yeah, Soleil.
(Grolrex Catches the Ball)
Simon Spacebot: Thanks for the lift. You can keep the ball.
(The Spacebots and Solar Found the Nebula Girls and Greenheather Cadets)
Sarah Spacebot: There you are, guys. I was amazed. I'm un-eatable.
Tom Harris: Yeah. Now let's get to Diavolos.
(Everyone Cheers in Agreement and Run Off)
Underflop Chases Sam Spacebot/Underflop's Demise:
(Underflop Blocks Everyone's Way)
Underflop: Get out of here or else!
Frieda: You can't tell us what to do.
Underflop: Then watch what I can do to your friends.
(Underflop Throws a Potion at Sam Spacebot Turning him into a Frog)
Soleil Spacebot: Oh, my gosh! What on Earth has he done to you, Sam?
(Sam Croaks and Hops, But is Caught by Underflop)
Underflop: I'll change the others into something worse than toads, unless you all get out of here!
Sylvia (Off-Screen): Ah, you lose, Underflop.
(Sam Croaks and Hops Away from Underflop)
(Underflop Chases Him)
(Soleil and Madeleine Tie an Anvil with a Rope)
(Then They Tie Underflop's Foot with a Rope)
(The Anvil Drops into the Water, and Seeing this, Underflop Falls into the Well)
(Underflop Coughs and Sputters, and Screams, Trying to Get Away but is Too Late, The Grolrex Swallowed him Hole)
Penny: Now that, Soleil, was swallowed. (Laughs)
Wendy: I want Sam Spacebot back!
(She Turns Sam Back into a Human)
Sam Spacebot: Thanks, Wendy.
Final Battle/Diavolos' Death:
(The Spacebots and Nebula Girls Hear a Sinister Chuckle)
(Diavolos Comes Out of the Shadows)
Diavolos: I seem surprise to see the arrogant child turned the frog into a human. I can't imagine why. I wasn't going to stop me. You see, you were disobedient to me, fools, surely you realize that I simply cannot lose to you.
(The Spacebot Hide)
Diavolos: Oh you're trying to escape me. How quaint.
(Diavolos Transforms into a Dragon)
Diavolos: No matter how fast you run... no matter where you hide... I'll catch you.
(Frieda and Karlina Peaked from Behind the Wall)
(They Saw Diavolos Still Hunting)
(The Spacebots Peek, Too)
(Frieda and Karlina Thought up a Plan)
Karlina: Frieda, time to go out with a rattle.
(They Started Rattling Some Noise to Get Diavolos' Attention)
Diego: Wow! Everyone knows the rattle for this one!
Steve Jackson: Affirmative.
Tom Harris: These guys worked!
(The Spacebots Peeked Behind the Wall)
(Sylvia and Willa Begin to Rattle Their Pots and Pans)
(The Spacebots Did the Same Thing that Confuses the Dragon)
(Diavolos, Annoyed, Approaches the Spacebots' Hideout But at a Faster Than Before)
Madeleine: It's working.
(They Began to Rattle in Their Pots and Pans and Irritated Diavolos Even More)
(Diavolos Rushed Towards Nebula's Girls Hiding Place)
(But Before She Could Reach it, Soleil and Sarah Started Rattling Again)
(This Confused Diavolos to a Much Greater Extent, But Also Angering Her)
(She Tried to Reach the Hiding place, But Solar Began to Rattle Over his Pots and Pans)
(All the pots and pans Rattled Loudly)
(This One Confused Diavolos as She Lets Out a Roar of Frustration)
(Sally Accidentally Drops the Pots and Pans Down to the Ground)
(This Caught Diavolos' Attention as She Sees the Spacebots)
Sally Spacebot: Oh, no.
(Diavolos Laughs): Well, if it isn't a great twist. So, what's going to happen? Girls or the rude Spacebots?
(The Spacebots were Diavolos' Mercy)
Diavolos: I'm waiting.
(The Girls Saw the Spacebots were in Trouble)
Sylvia: NO, STOP!
(Diavolos Looks at the Girls, Giving Up, and Laughs Sinisterly): Playtime's over, girls.
(She Charges at Them Roaring)
(The Spacebots Flee for their Lives)
Glenda: GUYS, LOOK OUT!
(The Spacebots Look Behind and See Diavolos On their Tail)
(They Fled Until they See a Lava Gap)
Sally Spacebot: OH, NO!
Sam Spacebot: WE CAN DO IT! JUMP!
(They Jumped and Landed on the Floor)
(Diavolos Jumps, Too, But Manages to Grab the Other Side of the Abyss and the Floor)
(The Spacebots Try to Stay Away from Diavolos)
Sam Spacebot: Come on.
(Diavolos was Close Behind them)
Diavolos: You're mine.
(Suddenly the Floor Begins to Crack, and Diavolos was Holding On to her Beloved Life)
(Diavolos Loses her Grip and Falls to her Doom)
(The Spacebots Jump and Land on the Ground, and the Girls are Relieved)
(Diavolos Lands on a Small Island, and Rocks Crush her)
Soleil Spacebot: Good golly. It looks like Diavolos is never the same again.
Sam Spacebot: Yeah.
Tom Harris: Hold on, girls. We'll have you back to school in no time.
Frieda: Back to school? How about dropping us back in the swamp?
Madeleine: Yeah. We never got to take a dip in the quicksand.
Diego: I'll never understand girls.
Lenny: Especially Nebula Girls.
The Nebula Goodbye:
(Back at the School, the Greenheather Cadets, the Nebula Girls, and the Spacebots Return)
Ms. Nebula: There they are!
Colonel Greenheather: The Spacebots. They're okay!
Sam Spacebot: Everyone, Diavolos has been defeated. The girls are no longer in trouble.
Sally Spacebot: Now let's have the best party ever.
(Scene Fades to Outside of School, and We Hear Rap Music Inside)
So with the Cadets, it was a snap to escape Diavolos' trap. Now let's get loose and dance and clap while I lay on my Soleil Rap. Over there is Daddy Drac who's glad to have his daughter back, and all the guys from Greenheather a day are here to dance the night away. And there's Mrs. N with Colonel G grooving too my melody. Ms. Nebula: Your boys were very gallant to go after my girls.
(Colonel Greenheather Gasps)
(The Hand Dances with Ms. Nebula)
And Bob's with Frieda Frankenstein who wants to be a slam dance slime, and Penny really does her thing, a dance for two, the Penny fling. Simon and my boyfriend Sam are always in a junky ham. Simon Spacebot: Great party, Ms. N.
Sam Spacebot: Uh-huh.
Ms. Nebula: Oh, I hope the new arrivals think so, too.
Simon Spacebot: Huh? New arrivals?
Ms. Nebula: Over there. Meet your new students, and their parents.
Simon Spacebot: New st-st-st-st-st-students? Meet us in California.
Sam Spacebot: Yeah, Florida.
(Sam and Simon Run)
Soleil Spacebot: Gee, we'd better do like Sam Spacebot, and skidoo.
(Soleil Gives Solar High Five, and the Rest Leave)
(Sam and Simon Cowardly Run Out)
(Seth, Soleil, Sarah, and Sally Run Out, Too)
(The Spacebots Home on Land)
Sarah Spacebot: Look, everyone, the girls are waving goodbye.
(Sam and Simon Look Back)
Nebula Girls: Goodbye.
Simon Spacebot: Let's give 'em a real Nebula goodbye, huh, guys?
Sam Spacebot: Uh-huh! Toodle-oo-awoo!
(The Rest Howl with Sam)
(The Spacebots Walk Back to Spaceland)
(Screen Fades Black)