Megamind Page #3

- Tacky.

- Oh, it's so scary!

- Seen it.

- What's this one do?

Garish.

- OK, the spider's new.

- Spider?

Yes. The... The spee-ider.

Even the smallest bite

from Arachnis deathicus

will instantly paralyze...

Get it off! It bit me!

Give it up, Megamind.

Your plans never work.

Let's stop wasting time and call

your boyfriend in tights, shall we?

It is with great pleasure that

I present to Metro Man his new museum.

If you please.

- Metro Man!

- Hey! My kid can't see.

- Megamind!

- Oh, bravo, Metro Man.

Boo!

Yes, I can play along too. Boo!

Should've known

you'd try to crash the party.

Oh, I intend to do more than crash it.

This is a day you and Metrocity

shall not soon forget.

It's pronounced Metro City!

Potato-tomato, potato-tomato.

We all know how this ends:

with you behind bars.

I'm shaking in my custom

baby seal leather boots.

You will leave Metrocity,

or this will be the last

you ever hear

of Roxanne Ritchi.

Roxanne! Don't panic, Roxie.

- I'm on my way.

- Yeah, I'm not panicking.

In order to stop me,

you need to find me first, Metro Man.

We're at the abandoned observatory.

No, we're not!

Don't listen to her. She's crazy.

Metro Man approaching, sir.

Hold on a second.

Oh, good heavens!

You didn't think you

were in the real observatory, did you?

Ready the death ray, Minion.

Death ray, readying.

Over here, old friend.

In case you haven't noticed,

you've fallen right into my trap.

You can't trap justice.

It's an idea, a belief.

Even the most heartfelt belief

can be corroded over time.

Justice is a non-corrosive metal.

But metals can be melted

by the heat of revange.

It's "revenge,"

and it's best served cold.

But it can be easily reheated

in the microwave of evil.

Well, I think your warranty is

about to expire.

Maybe I got an extended warranty.

Warranties are invalid if you don't use

the product for its intended purpose.

Oh, girls, girls, you're both pretty.

Can I go home now?

Of course. That is,

if Metro Man can withstand the full,

concentrated power of the sun!

Fire!

Minion. Fire?

- It's still warming up, sir.

- Come again?

- Warming up, sir.

- Warming up? The sun is warming up?

One second more and...

...just tippy-tappy tippy-tap-tap,

tip-top more,

- and we are ready in just...

- Honestly!

On my way, Roxie.

I told you to have things ready.

I told you countless times.

Why do you always blame me?

My spider bite is acting up.

Your plan is failing. Just admit it.

Yeah, good Iuck with that one.

Whose side are you on?

- The Iosing side.

- Thank you.

Could someone stamp

my Frequent Kidnapping Card?

You of all people know

we discontinued that promotion.

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