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and slowly and surely drew

their plans against us.

Hey, I heard a distress signai.

Patroi ship X-5-9-Y-P-Q

to Battie Group 7, come in.

It's like the fleet disappeared!

Maybe it's interference.

Get us outta the rocks.

We're aimost ciear. Okay...

hit it!

[ Radio Signal Beeps ]

[ Orson Welles ] Ladies and

gentlemen, I have a grave announcement.

Both the observations of science...

and the evidence of our eyes...

lead to the inescapable assumption...

that those beings who landed

in theJersey Farmlands...

are the vanguard of an

invading army from Mars.

[ Shouting And Laughter]

I remember when they first played that.

You remember pterodactyls.

I remember you fell for that...

hook, line, and sinker.

- I did not.

- You did so.

You put a big bucket on your head...

and took off with them

army boys to fight Martians.

Ain't you dead yet?

Can't I stay with you and fight crime?

I'll see you at the Spookiuck dinner.

Give us a kiss.

That's my giri.

I shouid have come as a wedge of cheese.

I'm probabiy the oniy

allen for a billion miles.

[ Laughter]

[ Orson Welles ]... Martians

visible above treetops moving north.

Hi, Mom...

Dad.

Weicome to another thrllllng,

true-llfe episode of...

Russell Pillsbury, Deputy Sheriff.

I'm parked...

by Big Bean's new off-ramp...

and wlli soon be giving the

city's 1 st speeding ticket.

Who will be the lucky winner?

[ Laughter]

We gotta get us some money...

or they're gonna kick us out of here.

Then we'll have to llve

with my sister Marge...

and her poodie.

- Arf!

- Yeah.

[ Whimpering ]

Why did I have to go and get oid?

[ Laughter]

[ Beeping ]

It's 8:
15 P.M., October 31 st.

I've just been aierted to a

speed vioiation in progress.

Watch now as I teach this automotive scofflaw

a lesson in motor-vehicular responsibility.

Nobody gets away...

with going 3,000

M.P.H. In a 55...

[ Gasp ]

Don't s'pose we'll ever see...

a night quite llke that again.

- Not llkeiy.

- Nope, nope.

[ Clatter ]

[ Lady ] I'll get the bucket.

[ Crash ]

Damn.

Termites are munching...

on our barn.

We're gonna have to do

something before they ruin it.

Come on,Jim.

[ Engine Sputtering ]

Who taught you to drive, you moron!

Nice ianding, Biaznee.

Are we there? Is this it?

Kids, 3-D and driving just don't mix.

Weicome to Earth.

Enjoy it whlle it iasts.

Are you sure this is where the fleet is?

You heard the Earthllng's

pathetic radio broadcast.

Lookout for that heat ray.

Heip us. We're gonna die.?

[ Wicked Laugh ]

They got that

right. Hee-hee-hee.

Biaznee, this is the piace. We're here.

Let's start enjoying ourseives!

Let's maneuver cioser to the action.

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