Leroy and Stitch

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[fanfare]

[applause]

- Aloha.

- [all] Aloha.

Today the Galactic Council assembles

to honor Lilo and Stitch,

who have successfully captured all 625

of Jumba's genetic experiments,

turned them from bad to good,

and found each a place

where it can belong.

[applause]

To recognize the completion

of their task,

the Galactic Council has elected

to bestow the following rewards...

[gasps] You hear that, Jumba?

We're gonna get prizes.

Dr. Jumba Jookiba, we hereby return

the confiscated key to your laboratory.

Hah! With old lab back,

evil possibilities are infinite!

Agent Wendy Pleakley...

[snores]

...we hereby offer you the chair

of Earth Studies at the GACC.

Ohh.

Galactic Alliance Community College?

Yes!

As for Stitch,

you are hereby offered a commission

as captain of the Galactic Armada

and commander of its

new flagship the BRB-9000.

Ooh. BRB.

What's BRB stand for?

Big Red Battleship!

Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

Finally, Lilo Pelekai, you shall

become our first Earth ambassador

and return to Kauai

to be the experiments' sole caretaker.

[applause]

You mean Jumba and Pleakley

and Stitch aren't coming home?

Stitch wants to come back to Kauai.

Right, Stitch?

Oh, uh, Kauai.

Yeah.

Maybe everybody wants to go back?

- Right. Of course.

- What?

Don't you have something to say?

Oh, yeah, right. I'm wishing

to go back to stinky water planet

and share bunk bed

with bossy one-eyed noodle.

Is this your final decision?

[all] Um...

- Eeh.

- Absolutely.

I suppose. Or maybe...

Then so be it.

[electricity crackles]

# Aloha

# Ohana

[foghorn bellows]

[Lilo] Now that we're done

catching experiments,

we can do whatever we want.

I want to finish my logbook.

It's got a picture of every experiment,

in the one place they belong.

What do you want to do, Stitch?

Hmm... [hums]

- [grunts]

- [pipe creaks]

And, uh... Huh?

- [rustling]

- [Stitch muttering]

Ee-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

[imitates jets roaring]

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!

[gibberish]

Scale model of Big Red Battleship.

Impressive.

[microwave beeps]

Where are you taking the microwave?

Hah! Without evil genius lab,

Jumba must energize genetic experiments

with primitive Earth popcorn maker.

You know, the microwave oven

was invented by Dr. Percy Spencer.

Ah, who cares?

If you were a student at GACC you'd care

'cause it would be on the final exam.

And what do we call this, class?

Breakfast?

Specifically, grain-based flakes

immersed in bovine gland extract.

Eww!

I'm off to work. Oh, Pleakley.

I need you to fix Lilo's skirt

for hula class.

Only if you answer

this extra credit question correctly.

Where did the native Hawaiian

hula dance originate?

- Uh, Hawaii?

- Very good, Nani!

If you were attending GACC,

I'd move you to the head of the class.

- [imitates jets roaring]

- [crash]

[turbine backfires]

[Gantu] Blitznak!

Without the reserve engines,

this ship is stupid and useless.

- Just like you.

- [sighs] Who am I kidding?

You're right.

I couldn't hold on to

a single one of those experiments.

You still got me,

your faithful sandwich-making pal.

Yes. I noticed the little Earth girl

never captured you.

I guessed the one place I belonged

was with my blubber-butt buddy Gantu.

Maybe that was

my problem all along.

What? Your blubber butt? [chuckles]

Gantu?

So, we're taking

the old two-man shuttle, huh? Heh-heh.

Hey, you want I should fix

a picnic lunch for the trip?

There's only room for two

on the two-man shuttle,

me and Dr. Hamsterviel.

- I'm breaking him out of prison.

- What?

This is my last chance

to redeem myself.

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