Bio-Dome

Over the last few years...

mankind has been witness

to a continual parade...

of environmental disasters...

leaving many searching

for a ray of hope...

in an already bleak landscape.

This is it. Isnt it?

Geez, look at this.

Look at this! And its mine.

The place is the Arizona desert.

Here, a team of scientists

and investors...

led by Dr. Noah Faulkner,

has come together...

to create the first

space station on Earth...

a self-contained world,

a pure environment...

unspoiled, unpolluted...

a world that

no longer exists outside.

This Earth Day, Dr. Faulkner

and four carefully chosen...

highly qualified scientists

will seal themselves inside.

Their mission will be

to sustain life for one year...

while living in harmony

with nature.

Welcome to Bio-Dome.

Congratulations, Bio-Dome Five,

and good luck.

On your steady shoulders...

rests the hopes and dreams

of a scientific community...

perhaps the very survival

of the human race.

OK, ready?

Paper covers rock.

You lose, Buckwheat.

Sorry, you have

to assume the position...

because lm king

and youre the peasant.

I win, you lose!

OK, you ready?

Copy that, Squirly Control.

Stubby!

Squirly!

Should have been harder.

Perfect!

Hi, Mo-Mo, Porky!

Thanks for coming over!

Hey, Budley.

You guys ready to go?

See, thats the thing.

Were supposed to go with you

to this Earth Day thing.

Yeah.

Dont mimic me.

Easy, Squirly.

Listen, we cant go.

- Doyle had a bad accident.

- What?

Come here. Lll show you.

Look at his wrist.

Its quivering.

Oh, my God! What happened?

lm no doctor,

but I think hes brain-dead.

Yeah, and?

In tribute to Earth Day...

Doyle was on the couch trying

to take down the mahi-mahi...

and set it free!

Free Mahi-mahi...

if you will, and then kaboom!

Gravity snatched

the poor little boy...

and he fell down

like a rag doll.

Is this one of your

convenient little accidents?

Monique, look.

You call a huge welt

on the guys head an accident?

I cant make that up.

Please let me out, Mommy...

or at least slide

another pancake under the door.

My poor Doyley.

lll nurse you.

OK, lets play nurse.

I smell a scam.

No, thats Doyley.

Hes got a quivery colon.

Thats cute.

You promised to help us

pick up trash today.

Thats what

Earth Days all about...

saving the environment.

Girls,

youre thinking too globally.

You have to act locally.

We need to stay here

and help Doyle merge...

on the road to recovery.

All right, Bud.

You win again.

Win? This isnt a contest.

Its not a game here.

Give me a kiss.

What do you think?

Its not my fault

his brain cramped.

You little dick!

Brain cramp, my butt!

The only thing that hit

Doyles head is this book!

You cracked Doyles skull

to get out of this?

The book fell on him!

He fell on the book!

They collided!

Bullshit! Lts just like you

to weasel out...

of your responsibilities

on Earth Day.

This is Hands Across America

all over again.

I had arthritis.

Farm Aid?

I had fleas.

The Save-the-Whales rally?

Salt water makes Doyle bloat.

You guys are pathetic.

Thanks for coming, Mo!

Face it.

Were dating primates.

Theyre getting better.

Theyre taking yoga.

And youre the one

that keeps on raving...

about how flexible

Bud is getting.

There is something

about a man...

who can lick his own back.

We just have to be patient.

Freeing the mahi-mahi?

What kind of mind

thinks up crap like that?

They should be taught a lesson.

They should be punished.

This is Uncle Fred...

from the Carolina

School of Bartending.

What are you doing?

Grab it. Eat it.

The one with the corn.

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