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Now class, don't forget, tomorrow is career day--

that's where each of you brings in a working parent

to share a little bit about their occupation with the class.

Cool! My dad's a pro golfer.

My mom's a marine.

My daddy's a brain surgeon.

So's mine.

What's your dad do, Dexter?

Hmmm. I never really thought about that before.

Don't you even know what your dad's career is?

Of course I do.

Well, if you must know,

he's a top secret scientist

who works for the government.

A top secret scientist? Really?

That's cool, Dex.

What type of science is it?

Um, a, his field is a...

Cosmotronic engineering?

Oh, that rules!

What is cosmotronic engineering?

Is it top secret?

Come on, you could tell me.

Well, I cannot tell you the details,

but it's stuff like space travel,

Teleportation, robots and such.

I can't wait to meet him.

He sounds so cool!

Yeah. He is way cooler than any of your dads.

All I have to do is program the genetic material

to produce the human traits of a super-genius dad.

Ok, now.

That should finish it.

By morning, this massive organic tissue

should morph into the perfect father.

Good night, dad.

Now to see how this guy came out.

[Gasps] He's perfect!

Perfect!

This father is surely every boy's dream.

Begin drain procedure...

And lift tube.

Go ahead, say something cool.

The coefficient of pie

times x to the third is 3.5100987.

Yes! They are going to love you.

You will be the greatest dad ever!

Ok. Get down and be quiet.

We got to get past dad.

Dad: Dexter?

Good morning, son.

Say, that's an awfully big backpack

you have there.

Uh, what?

Oh, yeah. Uh, what's a matter, pops,

getting old?

Oversized backpacks are the coolest.

Oh, yeah, that's right.

I forgot.

Well, dad, do not want to be late for school.

I can drive you, if you like.

That's ok.

Dexter?

Yes?

Are you sure you're not forgetting anything?

I am sure.

Teacher: Ok, now, Mikey,

let's meet your dad.

Hey, everybody,

my dad owns a toy store in town.

That's right, kids,

and you know what the best thing about owning a toy store is?

All: What?

Free toys!

All: Yeah!

Wow. The competition is pretty tough,

but my dad will still be the best.

All right, Dexter, it's your turn.

Class, please welcome

with a healthy round of applause, my dad.

Go ahead, dad,

show them how cool you are.

The coefficient of pie

times x to the third is 3.5100987.

Wasn't that cool?

Say it again.

The coefficient of pie

times x to the third is 3.5100987.

I can't believe Dexter forgot about career day.

Good thing I got this reminder in the mail yesterday.

Ah, here we go. Room 214.

Oh, hey, it's already Dexter's turn,

but who's that with him?

Now why would Dexter have a stranger

pretend to be me?

Is he...Is he ashamed?

Anyway, isn't my dad supercool, guys?

No way! He's lame!

Get him out of here!

[Yelling]

Whoa. It's not going so well in there.

Hmm.

But guys, this is what a top secret scientist is like.

Surely he is the coolest dad.

No way! That's not a dad, that's a dud!

Dud! Dud! Dud! Dud! Dud!

Dud! Dud! Dud! Dud! Dud! Dud!

[Revving engine]

[Screeching]

[Revving engine]

Dad, what are you doing here?

Well, son, it's career day,

so I thought I would demonstrate my career.

What career is that?

Well, anybody who wants to find out can follow me.

[Cheering]

This way.

[Cheering]

Wow, Dexter, your dad's career is really cool!

What is it?

Just look.

All right, folks, let me break it down for you.

Yay!

First, I must ride this motorcycle

through two flaming planks of wood with nails.

One wrong move and pfft, I get a flat.

Then hitting the ramp I fly over 4 big yellow school buses,

not just empty school buses--

these are filled to the brim with wild lions and tigers!

Then, I will soar over a tank

containing an assortment of the most dangerous sharks known to man.

Finally, the dreaded ring of fire.

This is highly dangerous, folks,

so leave the stuff to the pros like me.

Your dad is mega-cool if he makes it.

I hope he makes it, then.

On my Mark...

Get set...

Go!

Yeah!

[Roaring]

Whoa.

Oh, my.

He might make it.

[Revving engine]

Yay!

He's my dad.

Yay!

[Cheering]

Dad, that was so supercool.

I am sorry I did not ask you

to come in today.

That's ok, Dexter.

You didn't know.

I'm sure your kids wouldn't want

a boring scientist as a dad, either.

Well, kids, I have to be getting back to work.

Tallyho!

Bye! Bye!

Wow, there goes the greatest dad on earth.

But he's no cosmotronic engineer.

[Crash]

[Engine roaring]

Oh, dad'll just love this!

[Humming jingle bells]

[Beep]

Man: Attention shoppers:

We have a red light sale in aisle 8 on latex gloves.

Ahh!

Ugh!

[Crash]

[Grunting, crashing]

[Glass shatters]

Oh, would you look at that.

The very last pair.

Must be my lucky day.

[Humming jingle bells]

[Can clunks]

[Beep]

Man: Attention shoppers...

[Beeping, computer sounds]

The sun: Center of our solar system,

giving the energy for life on earth,

which is showered in the sun's powerful rays,

except when eclipsed by the moon.

For one precious moment, totality.

Wow.

Enough play.

Hours from now I will be witnessing the real thing.

[Beeping]

Collecting important data,

capturing every terrestrial detail:

Speed...

Orbit...

Diameter...

Weight.

Wait! 300,000 pounds?

Judging by the moon's overall density,

the moon should weigh twice that.

Taking into account the moon's gravity field

and its internal inertia,

it just doesn't add up!

Could the scientific community overlook something so obvious?

Something is not right.

Time for a little recon.

[Beeping]

[Rattling]

[Whoosh]

[Boom]

Odd. I thought I put her down pretty soft.

Time to get to the bottom of this.

[Crack]

Aahhh!

Oof!

Aahh...

Wow. An entire world hidden inside the crust of the moon.

But where is everybody?

Hello?

Hello?

[Honking]

What was that?

[Honking continues]

It is coming from over there.

[Honking]

Martians!

[Honking]

What on earth are they saying?

Translation, please.

[Honking]

Then while earth is distracted by the eclipse,

we'll go in and clean them out.

They won't know what hit them.

[Honking]

Earth is minutes away from attack

and the only one who knows is stuck on the moon!

Wait a sec! Robo 2000, I need your help.

[Engines starting]

[Whoosh]

[Cracking]

[Crash]

It is time to get busy!

[Bonk]

Talk to the hands!

[Crash]

[Beeping]

Hors d'oeuvres, anyone?

Let's dance!

[Beeping]

Foolish beings!

[Feedback]

Ahem. I have exposed your secret world,

unraveled your evil plot,

and deflected your entire fleet.

Any last words?

[Honking]

That must be how you say, "I give up," in martian.

Robo, translate the groveling.

Martian: Why are you doing this to us?

We come in peace.

Oh, no you don't.

I was at your rally to destroy earth.

Does, "sneak in and wipe them out"

ring a bell?

We were just waiting for the earth's

wonderful mock turtleneck sweaters to go on sale.

It's very chilly in the moon

and we needed some warmer clothing.

And with the lunar eclipse,

we figured the stores wouldn't be very crowded.

Mock-neck sweaters?

Ha ha ha ha.

Whoopsie.

Would you like it in sunburst or mint?

[Honk]

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announcer: Enter at your own peril

where impossible things may happen

that the world's never seen before.

♪ In Dexter's laboratory ♪

♪ lives the smartest boy you've ever seen ♪

♪ but Dee Dee blows his experiments ♪

♪ to smithereens ♪

♪ there is gloom and doom while things go boom ♪

♪ in Dexter's lab ♪