
The Iron Giant
(0.00 / 0 votes)Mayday! Mayday!
This is the Annabelle. I've lost my
bearings! I'm taking on water.
My last good reading is
Portland Station to Annabelle.
What is your position?
I don't know exactly. Off the coast
somewhere near Rockwell! Wait.
The lighthouse! I see it!
Over here, honey!
Hey, Mom! You won't believe our
good luck. Guess what I found?
Hogarth, we've been
through this before. No pets.
But he's not a pet, Mom.
He's a friend.
We've got to rent a room
if we're gonna make ends meet...
...and no one wants
shredded upholstery.
You won't know he's there.
I'll cage him.
Until you feel sorry for him
and set him free in the house!
Do you remember the raccoon, Hogarth?
I remember the raccoon.
Please, Mom, at least look at him.
All right. Where is this guy?
I can't read this handwriting.
That one should have lettuce,
tomato, extra mayo.
I will go get him, okay?
So he wants us to hold the mayo
and the mustard.
How about just hold
the flavor altogether?
Excuse me.
Excuse me. Sir?
Excuse me--!
- What's that?
- Please don't move.
My pet's under your table.
Don't look!
If you make a scene,
my mom won't let me keep him.
- What kind of pet, kid?
- A squirrel.
He's friendly.
I'm telling the truth, dang it!
It came from outer space. I saw it.
And it was headed toward land.
I called the government
in Washington about it.
Maybe it was a Sputnik
or an invader from Mars.
That's what it is.
It's an invader from Mars!
A spaceship of some kind.
An unidentified flying object.
Unidentified? Knowing you, Earl,
I'd say it was either whiskey or beer.
I saw it too.
I rest my case.
I believe you.
What if it is Sputnik?
Or a flying saucer...
...from Mars?
I bet we could find it.
Sorry, kid.
I didn't really see anything.
But if we don't stick up
for the kooks, who will?
Is my son bothering you, sir?
No! Call me Dean.
Hogarth, you were going
to get your pet, honey?
I will, Mom.
- Right after I finish talking with--
- Dean.
- Found your pet.
- Where?
Squirrel's up my pants, Hogarth.
I'm trying not to wig out here.
Don't wig out.
I'm sorry, kid. I'd like to apologize
to everyone in advance for this.
Check, please.
It's a rat!
Hello, this is Hogarth Hughes speaking.
Who's calling?
I'm really sorry, but--
Thank you.
I need to work late tonight.
There's cold chicken in the icebox.
You can have that and some carrots--
I'm way ahead of you, Mom.
I'll make it up to you, okay?
- I love you, honey.
- Me too.
And, Hogarth...
...no scary movies, no late snacks,
in bed by 8:
00. Got it?Come on, Mom. It's me, remember?
Why, the porpoise can communicate
telepathically, Miss Melon.
If we can transplant at least 15%
of their brain matter into ours...
...we may be able to read minds.
Darn. A perfectly good brain wasted.
I think you've seen enough.
How about a nightcap?
Let's say my place.
I was thinking the same thing.
Mind reader.
Darn. I seem to have left
my keys in the lab.
You're gonna get it.
Who's there?
Come on!
Stupid antenna.
Invaders from Mars!
Honey?
Help! Help! Stop! Help!
Don't you know better
than to wander off at night alone?
What if something happened?
I'm sorry, Mom.
Don't you ever do that to me again.
I was so scared.
I thought I'd lost you.
You won't believe this.
Something ate our TV antenna.
No! I'm serious!
But it's not Sputnik,
like Mr. Stutz thought.
No, it's a robot!
No, really, it is!
And the robot, it's 100 feet high!
And it eats metal!
Stop it! Just...
...stop.
I'm not--
I'm not in the mood.
Come on. Let's go home.
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