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Nano Nano. [Music] He. [Music] Oh boy, Nelson, what a turnout! I'm really impressed. I'm really shocked they came because my advisor here delivered my message to the people. Yeah, and his message was he was paying for lunch. Here's what it comes to: fine, I'll pay you next week. Next week? Weak. Sure, you can trust me. You have my word as a politician. Drop those forks. Kitchen's closed. Take that wiener out of your mouth. Hi, sorry I'm late. I was out pulling the neighborhood. H? Why are you so out of breath? Well, it was a gallop poll. He's all yours. Well, did you get a good cross-section? Well, I didn't want to discourage you, so I just pulled your friends. Must have been pretty one-sided. Yeah, it doesn't look good, Nelson. Don't you think you should start your speech? Oh yes. Mor, would you mind introducing me to the general electorate? Is he here? I love what he does with refrigerators. I get it. Yeah, ladies and gentlemen, please can you put down the stuff? We have a moment here for your attention. Thank you. I'd like to introduce a man that flattens me in my dreams and a man who will flatten your dreams too. Let's bring him up here. Nelson Flavor, the albino wonder. Come on, bring him up here. Yeah, hey, come on now. Here we go. No pictures please. It hurts his little pink eyes. Come on. Thank you. Good morning all you over 18s and welcome on. I can't help it, man. I got this ringing in my mouth. As I was saying, do something about it. I think Oron's trying to call me, man. Excuse me, Mor, why are you ringing? 'Cause my knocker broke. Well, since you're the sergeant at arms, why don't you throw yourself out? Be my pleas. Pleas, will you call my lawyer? Mind be on calling Mor. Come in, calling Mor. Come in. Mor. Oh, yo sir, what's up? You never used a day rates before. We got big trouble right here in Boulder City. Mark, this is deadly serious. A spaceship from the planet Necron landed on Earth. Oh no, not the Necrotons. They're arch enemies. No, they're a hockey team. Of course they are arch enemies. Good rort, sir. That's one for you, eight million for me. This is no time to be cute. They're after you. Me? Why me, sir? Because you're there. They want to know what you know about Earth to see if it's worth conquering. But I don't know anything about them. What do they look like? I don't know. No one's ever seen one and lived. For all I know, they could look like anything from a human to a wedge of Vita. Thanks a lot, sir. That narrows it down to everything. Fortunately, it's a limited threat. The Necrotons can only survive in Earth's atmosphere for 24 hours. All you have to do is what any patriotic organ would do in the time of war: hide. Exactly, sir. Just remember, not only is your life in danger, but the lives of every Earthling. Oh, too bad you're not here, your tubby tude. We could all hide behind you. Neons, I'm not afraid of [Music] them. So in conclusion, I want you to remember my campaign theme: a vote for Nelson Flavor is a vote for me. [Applause] Mor, Mor, working my impression of a turtle. What is the matter with you, Mor? I mean, you've been weird before, but never this weird. Orson called, men, and he said the Necrotons have landed. I've got to hide. The Necrotons have landed. Of course. What are you talking about? I'm talking about our arch enemies. They're here. But I don't know what they look like. I mean, they could be anything. They could even pose as food. Hey, M, you want a [Laughter] snack? What did you do that for? To self-defense. He's not feeling too well. Yeah, well neither is my Auntie Pasta. I'll send her a [Applause] card. Me? Me? That could be causing his anything. That might be the mothership. Mor, Mor, are you home? Me? It's right for me to sit on my face, but I don't think you can. Can you get out of here? You can't hide in there now. Will you tell, tell me what is going on here? Well, right, but I got to make it real quick. Now, what would you do in this situation? I would slow down and speak more clearly so I could understand. All right, well, I'm sorry. I was just a little panicked. Here's a straight poop. Well, you know the Necrotons are the scourge of the universe. Now you know that Orans have emotions. Well, Necrotons only have three emotions: hate, lust, and greed. No love. No way. And ever since I can remember, Ork has been at war with them. But I thought all organs were pacifists. We are. That's why every time we go to war, we have to go into hiding. Claud Reigns will be one of our national heroes. Now you see, all they have to do is hide long enough, then they get tired and they go away. Well, what do they want with you? Well, I think they want my reports to Orson. You see, they want to find out whether Earth is worth destroying or not. They want to destroy the Earth? Why? I guess it keeps them busy. Men, I don't know. Well, you got to find some place to hide, man. I... yeah, no, I can't hide there. I've been out of the closet for a year now. Yes, your dresses. I'll go incognito. Wait, wait, wait, wait. Why are you taking my dress? Well, better way to hide than one of your dresses. Men, you know hiding is a drag. You, where did you put those tapes of Ethel Merman singing Led Zeppelin? Where are you going to go? I don't know. I mean, some place where no one ever goes. I mean, the frozen tundra, the barren desert, Mike Curb rally. Isn't there anything I can do to help? Oh, don't worry. I mean, Necrotons can't breathe this atmosphere for more than 24 hours. I mean, I'll be back tomorrow, un L, and well, unless they find me. But what do they do if they catch you? Well, people who have dealt with Necrotons have a saying. No, wait, wait a minute, Mork. Look at it this way. I mean, there's over 70,000 people that live here in Boulder, and so they never find... If you just stayed here. Good old logical men. You old puka. You're right. I mean, the odds of them finding me here in this particular room in the next 24 hours are 362 million to one. Must be my lucky [Applause] day. Einstein was right. Men's space is curved. I am Captain Nirvana of the Necron Black Army. K Sutra, fall in. Oran, you have exactly five seconds to get your meaningless life together in one bucket. Those are Necrotons. They're as mean as they are ugly. Don't stay away. Stay back. I'm going to get all the information you have out of your little pea brain. It's up to you, bright eyes. It can come out of your mouth or I'll suck it out your ear. They mean business, men. Hope this room is scotch guarded. Mor, do something. I am, man. I'm shaking as fast as I can. You can't just barge in here and suck out his brain. Oran, curb your pet. Pet, men. Men, heal. Heal. Heal. Don't worry about that, men. I'll guard us with the force field. See that, M? She's frozen in her tracks. She won't thaw for months. Is it spring already? Your silly little Oran weapons are useless against us. Run for it. Silence the pet. I'll pet you, you bimbo. Por TR. Oh, it's not that bad. We'll have our house broken in a month or so. Come on, let her go, please. Private, the trans inducer, the pink one or the yellow. Oh, just give me one, you twit. All right, you cute little hot potato, you are going to be under my power. I'm afraid you've underestimated the incredible hulking will of an Orkan. I scoff at your sparkling balls. Ah, Bachelor number one, if we were to go two to one. All right, take him to the [Music] spacecraft. Don't worry about your master. He's going to be just fine in our little torture chamber. H must be the runt of the [Music] litter. [Applause] That was good. I never knew you had a talent for panim. No, H. Mor, I, Nelson, you got to help me. Mor was kidnapped. Kidnapped? Yeah, they came in here and they blew the door off the wall and then they carried him away. Dastardly. Who did it? Three gorgeous voluptuous women that get my goat. No, no, they're vicious and violent and they're going to do something awful to him. Like what? Well, um, I can't tell you. Could you act it out? Oh, Nelson, I don't know what to do. Nobody's supposed to know. This is no stranger here. This is Nelson talking. First cousin, same flesh. Hey, hey, hey, remember when we were kids and I confided to you that I put the goldfish in Mom's flam chowder? Well, you owe me one. You're not going to believe me anyway if you want me to help you.











