Captain Underpants: The First Epic Movie Page #2

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But we're about to be.

The seventh planet

from the sun is called...

Uranus.

Scientists refer to Uranus...

Your anus.

As one of the planets...

I know.

Known as a gas giant.

I don't get it.

It's just science, guys.

As I was saying...

Hey, I'm George. You wanna

hang out in my tree house

after school?

You have a tree house?

Ever since then, we've created

hundreds of comics in here.

Like the Wrath of

the Wicked Wedgie Woman.

And who could forget Sad Worm?

It was a worm who was sad.

That one's

still a work in progress.

But the all-time

greatest superhero

that we've ever created was...

The Amazing Captain Underpants.

See, most superheroes look like

they're flying around

in their underwear.

Well, this guy actually does.

Come on, let's get to work.

Hey, tell me what you think.

Oh, I can't wait to draw this.

Tra-la-laaa!

Wait, wait.

Don't move, don't move.

Mr. Hutchins, I gotta say...

your drawings get better

with every issue.

Because your words

inspire greatness, Mr. Beard.

Good night, Harold.

Good night, George.

I love Saturday

When anything is possible

I love Saturday

'Cause I can wear

my pajamas ail at! day

I love Saturday

'Cause I can watch

TV all day Day

I can pee a little bit

in my underwear

And no one will mind

Where are you going with that?

Do you really do that?

No. What are you talking...

It's just something

I could do because...

Monday's an eternity away

when it is Saturday Saturday

Get in the car, boys.

You've got the

Invention Convention today.

This thing on?

Quick announcement.

Our science teacher, Mr. Fyde,

is no longer with us.

He's dead?

What? No. Not like that.

He wanted to spend Saturday

with his family.

So I fired him.

I'll find a replacement

next week.

Ahem! Anyway.'-

on to Melvin Sneedly

with the first of his 16...

Actually, it's 17.

17 inventions.

Take it away, Melvin.

I will now demonstrate

a prototype which I call...

the Robotic Sock Matcher.

Never waste time matching

your own socks again.

The Electromagnetic

Lint Collector.

Digital Paper Sorter.

It's the homework...

Automatic cushion.

Make it end!

And the personal favorite,

the binder binder.

Having trouble

organizing your binders?

Well, look no further

than this giant binder...

for binders.

Three-hole punch...

This is the stuff of nightmares.

We have to do

something about this.

I don't know. Krupp looks

serious this time, George.

Maybe we should

just lay low for a while.

Lay low?

Look at our fellow children.

Look upon their sad,

miserable, pathetic faces.

Come on, Harold.

If you won't do it for me

and you won't do it for you...

do it for future generations.

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