(MUSIC)
FLINT: Have you ever felt like you were a little bit different?
As if you had something unique to offer the world if only you could get people to see it.
Then you know exactly how it felt to be me.
TEACHER: Go ahead, Flint.
(Flint clears his throat)
What is the biggest problem in our society today?
Untied laces.
(PLACE ALL)
That's why I invented an alternative foot covering without laces.
Spray on shoes.
Voila. GIRL: You are so clever.
How do you get 'em off, nerd?
( STUDENTS LAUGH)
(GRUNT)
What a freak. He wants to be smart, but that's lame.
(BELL RINGS)
Oh.
(CRY)
FLINT: I wanted to run away that day.
But you can't run away from your own feet.
(GRUNT)
Ah!
nope Not every sardine is supposed to swim, son.
I don't understand fishing metaphors.
FATHER: What did I say? MOM: Don't worry.
(FLINT SOBS)
Honey, I think your shoes are wonderful.
Everyone just thinks I'm a weirdo.
In order to?
People probably thought these guys were weirdos too.
But that never stopped her.
I saved this for your birthday, but here it is.
A professional lab coat.
Just like the real boys wear.
(LAUGHS)
It fits perfectly.
The world needs your originality, Flint.
You just have to grow into it.
And I know that one day you will do great things.
(MUSIC)
From that moment on, FLINT: I was determined to invent something great.
TV with remote control.
Announcer: And the pitch is in.
FLINT: Someday. BOY: Oh, oh, oh.
hair un-bald.
(BOTH SHOUT)
FLINT: Flying car.
Monkey Mind Translator.
VOICE: Hungry. Hungry. Hungry. How wise.
No Steve No no no no no! No Please! Leave it...
TIM: Oh! rat birds.
Hey, what's up, kid? Ah!
EARL: Flint Lockwood.
FLINT: My dream was to help my hometown, a tiny island hidden under the "A" in "Atlantic" called Swallow Falls.
We were famous for sardines, up until the day the Baby Brent Sardine Cannery finally closed.
Shortly after everyone in the world realized that sardines are super gross.
Soon we were all stuck eating the sardines that nobody else wanted.
Poached, fried, boiled, dried, candied and juiced. Pooh.
Life turned gray and tasteless.
But when all seemed lost, I stared at defeat and found hope.
(MUSIC)
(MUSIC)
(MUSIC)
My name is Flint Lockwood.
And I was about to invent a machine that turns water into food.
Steve, my best friend and trusted colleague.
(OVER SPEAKER) Steve.
Can I count on your help?
Allowed to.
I knew I could.
button, on. reminder, activate.
Blueprints, great. Begin nano mutation.
Radiation matrix, sure.
computer, boot.
Coolness boost, complete.
Take a coffee break.
(LIFT MUSIC PLAYED OVER SPEAKERS)
connect the power grid.
Beginning conversion of water into food.
Moisturizing protein matrix.
Calibrate Flavor Panel.
Prepare chow plopper.
Upload cool machine voice.
Computer: Cheeseburger.
Everyone will love this.
(machine whirring)
FLINT: Whoo-hoo-hoo!
Ah!
flint!
FLINT: I'm sorry, dad.
Steve, keep working.
(FLINT SUMMENDER ACTION MOVIE THEME)
Scannende Hand.
Twaap!
(THE SUM)
(mimics beeping noises)
Rush!
(FLINT SUMMIT)
This is a really weird guy.
(EVERYBODY IS LAUGHING)
(THE SUM)
Revitalizing tower unit.
(makes mechanical noises)
(SHOUTING)
My goodness. see you dad
(IMITATES DOOR SLIDING NOISES)
flint. On...
On...
Don't you think it's time to give up this invention and find a real job?
No why?
Well, all your tech stuff just ends up in disaster.
The rat birds, yes, they escaped and multiplied with surprising speed.
But I took care of this problem and disposed of it.
(BILLY SHOUTS)
CAL: Billy, just play dead.
Flint, you don't always cast your nets where there are no fish.
What? I want you to work full time at the tackle shop. The tackle shop? Oh dad, no.
Tackle is a good career.
Please I'm so close
I just have to connect it to the power station and power it and it works.
And... And then you could sell food in the store, and then everyone wouldn't have to eat sardines.
It's going to be great.
I'm sorry son.
STEVE: Ouch. Invent no more.
Dad, I know I can do this.
And mom did too.
(SEUFZ)
FLINT: It's been almost 10 years since Mom died and Dad still didn't understand me the way she did.
Come on. Let's open the store.
Tintin and Son Sardine Bait and Tackle.
Do you feel it?
Mm-hm.
KIDS ON TV: Look out Baby Brent!
Uh-oh.
MALE ACCESSORIES ON TV: Baby Brent Sardines.
CLAIM: Handpacked in Swallow Falls.
As your mayor, I know it's time to put our past as canned sardines behind us and look to the future.
Sardinentourismus!
So, without consulting anyone, I spent the entire city budget on the thing that's under this tarp I'm going to unveil today.
(VOICE ECHO) at noon.
Featuring a live performance by Baby Brent himself.
BRENT: What's up folks?
hey Hey, it's baby Brent.
What are you doing? Stacking cans with me on top as a baby?
Uh-oh. Hahaha.
(LAUGH)
Anyway, who wants to see me cut the ribbon on the mayor's disclosure thing?
I'll use these bad guys to help save the city.
Boo-yow! Haha.
Alright folks. sardines, yes
Swallow Falls forever! Oh. What a treat.
Look, you, uh... do you wanna go to that reveal?
You know, dad, why don't you continue. I will, uh...
I'll hold the fort here.
For real? Are you sure you can handle this?
Heh-heh-heh. Yes, Dad, I'm pretty sure I'll be fine.
Ha. All right then.
I'll be back in half an hour, Skipper.
Okay. Bye.
(THE SUM)
This hell hole is too small for me, Brent.
i want to be big
I want people to look at me and say, "That's a great mayor."
And that's why it has to work.
It must work.
Otherwise, I'm just a tiny mayor of a tiny town full of tiny, sardine-sucking ankle scrapers.
But not me, right?
Oh, not you, Brent. no You were always like a son to me.
(CLEARS THROAT)
(APPLAUSE)
Hey, everyone.
Beneath this tarpaulin is the largest tourist attraction ever built by man.
We only need 17,000 gigajoules more.
MAYOR: An attraction, then... Go, go, go.
(MUSIC)
What are you doing, Flint Lockwood? Wha...! Oh!
Just, uh, held my hands, uh, respectfully behind my back, sir.
Do you know what you are, Flint Lockwood?
no A gimmick maker.
A fool.
Do you see my beautiful angel son Cal? What works?
I love him so much. This is my only son.
I want him to have a bright future.
A future where you don't ruin our town's day with one of your crazy science doodles.
So I've got all that behind me...
See that contact lens, Flint Lockwood?
Mm-hm. This contact lens represents you.
Good. And my eye represents my eye.
Okay. I have my eyes on you
Oh my god, a jaywalker. hey
And I've arranged live coverage from a major network and their most experienced professional reporter.
WOMAN: Oh, just send the intern. She's cute and she's super naughty.
Well, those are the only things we look for in a TV bettor.
Internal. How would you like to do a weather report from a wicked island in the middle of the ocean to please my cousin?
For real?
can you believe it manny
Temporary Professional Meteorologist.
Hooray! Okay, Manny, what about this?
Welcome America, I'm Sam Sparks.
Hello America, Sam Sparks here.
America hello. I didn't see you there.
It's Sam Sparks.
On my way across the ocean.
MAYOR: Well, when she gets here, I want to see a lot of smiling faces.
Act like "Hey, whoa."
FLINT: That's a great idea.
MALE CALLERMAN ON TV: Weather News Network.
Weather news happens or it doesn't.
Now we're over to Swallow Falls, where our intern is having her first day at work.
Or should I say gray at first.
Looks pretty cloudy, intern.
Hello Sam Sparks, I'm America.
It's Swallow Falls Grad and, uh... well, let's just go to the mayor.
Thank you and welcome, national television audience.
You will undoubtedly witness a historic event...
(SCREAMING)
And now here to cut the ceremonial ribbon.
Swallow Falls' favorite son, Baby Brent!
He still has it, folks.
And.
(ALL CHEERING)
I'm the best person in town.
Uh-oh.
(MUSIC)
Oh! Food synthesis, go.
(LAUGHS)
My chest hair tingles. Something is wrong.
(GRUNT)
Well, here it is. The attraction the whole world has been waiting for:
Sardinenland.
(CROWD CHEERING)
With rides and exhibitions.
And with Shamo, the world's largest sardine, and his flaming hoop of glory.
Those of you in the splash zone, beware.
MAN: Yes!
(SHOUTS THEN PANTS)
MACHINE: Cheeseburger.
EARL: Flint Lockwood.
Moment. I'm in the middle of a...
Ah! Ah!
(SCREAMING)
Well, it looks like things are getting better in Swallow Falls. For...
(MUMBLEING) What just happened to me?
Ah! Forgiveness.
(FLINT SHOUTS)
(SCREAMING)
Oh!
no
Ah! You're under arrest, Flint Lockwood.
Thank god you did minimal damage to Sardine Land.
(ALL GASP)
(ALL SHOUT)
Ah, come on.
(PEOPLE SHOUT)
BRENT: I really shouldn't be running with it.
STEVE: Jump, jump, jump, run, run, jump, jump, run.
Hurray!
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
(MUFFLED SCREAMING)
MAN: Good thing nobody got hurt! EARL: Flint Lockwood!
WOMAN: I wasn't hurt, but that doesn't mean I'm not still mad at you.
(BLURRY SCREAMING)
(MUSIC)
(GLASS CRACKS)
(crowd gasps)
(MUSIC)
(SEUFZ)
(Steps)
(GRUNT)
(SEUFZ)
FLINT: But!
Oh my gosh. I am so sorry. are you ok
I didn't stand a chance... It's okay, it's just pain.
I'm sorry, I'm not myself today.
My whole career was ruined by some crazy idiot riding a homemade rocket.
Wait a minute.
What's wrong with your feet?
Spray on shoes. They, uh, don't come off.
Cool. Ah!
This could solve the untied shoe epidemic.
What are they made of, a kind of elastic biopolymer adhesive?
And.
I agree.
I mean... Heh-heh-heh.
Wow, they shine. i am sam
flint. steve
Is that a monkey mind translator?
Steve. SAM: Ha!
Unbelievable. did you do all these things
You hit me with a rocket. you kicked me in the face
I said I'm sorry. Oh!
Do you know how hard it is to break into the weather game?
I've built my whole life up to this moment.
You get a shit at the show.
SAM: And if you don't make it, you have to clean the barometers again.
Cheese?
(PURR)
Oh!
(RATBÖGEL SQUAWKS)
But that could only mean...
(GASPS)
(GASPS)
(GASPS)
(GASPS)
(GASPS)
(ALL GASP)
(GASPS)
(SQUAWKS)
(gasps)
STEVE: Excited. Upset.
(LAUGHS)
My machine works.
It really works! hahaha
your machine?
Was that the rocket?
Uh... do you like it?
I love it!
(mumbles) That's just amazing. Look at that.
This is the greatest weather phenomenon in history.
Hey, aren't you a weather girl?
(GASPS)
SAM: Manny, get your camera.
KIDS: Wow.
THE CURRENTLY IN: Our humbled weather intern is apparently back for more.
Thank you Patrick Okay, guys, you won't believe this, but I'm standing in the middle of a burger shower.
You may have seen a meteor shower, but you've never seen a shower meatier than this one.
For a town stuck and eating sardines, this is absolutely manna from heaven.
JOE: This tastes way better than sardines.
(My gossip and chatter)
Mm-mm-mm.
This is going to be big.
SAM ON TV: This dining weather was purposely created by mild-mannered backyard tinkerer Flint Lockwood.
ALL: Huh? Flint Lockwood?
Hello. Ah!
You're under arrest for ruining Sardine Land.
SAM: Flint, those burgers were great.
The producer called and said, "Everybody loves this food weather."
food weather. What?
This could even be bigger than Sardinian country.
Can you make it rain food again? EARL: No...
I don't know if I... You're gonna do it again?
You must be kidding me.
Please, please, please.
Yes. no
Dad, just give me one more chance. We both know this was an accident.
I know. Cheeseburger from heaven, that is not to be taken for granted.
My invention could save the whole city.
You'll be so proud of me, dad.
Also (WHISPERS) there's a girl here.
(SEUFZ)
Can you look me in the eye and tell me that you have this under control and it won't end in disaster?
(WEAK) Yes.
Mm.
(FLINT WIMMERT)
(WHIMPER)
I have this under control and it won't end in disaster. Oh.
(SEEK, THEN COUGH)
Good. Thanks father.
oh sure Okay. So, Sam, this is where the magic happens.
Lick. Lick. Lick.
(MUSIC)
Lick. Lick. Lick.
Computer: Welcome, Flint.
Wow. You really spend a lot of time alone.
Was? Hahaha.
Thats how it works.
Water comes in at the top and food comes out at the bottom.
When you shit it into the stratosphere, did you think it would induce a molecular phase change in the vapor from the cumulonimbus layer?
That's actually a really smart observation.
I think...
(Giggles)
The clouds probably have water in them, which, uh, I think that's why you shit it up there in the first place.
Right right. That's why I... I did this.
Intentionally. Right. Yes.
Right. Naturally.
(both laugh nervously)
Okay.
The machine uses a principle of hydrogenetic mutation.
Water molecules are irradiated with microwave radiation that mutates their genetic recipe into any type of food you want.
In order to...
Pizza? I.
Mashed potatoes? Yes.
Peas? Yes, this is also a food.
Steak? apples? Yes. Mm-hm.
applesauce? BLT? Yes.
I'm pretty sure I said every type of food. Chicken wing?
Okay. But just think about what you're saying, and if it's a meal then yes.
Nonsense. Nonsense. This is food.
How about some jello? Do you like jelly?
I love jello.
I love jello too. Oh, and peanut butter, right?
Oh no no no I'm severely allergic to peanuts.
hello me too
So what's it called? peanut allergy.
No, the machine. Naturally.
It's called the Flint Lockwood Diatonic Super Mutating.
Dynamic food replicator.
Or short:
The FLDSMDFR.
Flu modifier?
FLDSMDFR.
Fliminubahdibferer?
Fl.
Tel.
Funterschied.
Oh. Manny, make sure you get this.
He's going to make the food now. Ah...
Now?
Well, um, the thing is, I can't wait to show you this hilarious internet video.
(MUSIC WILL BE PLAYED ON MONITOR)
SAM: What?
CAT ON MONITOR: Fight the Force!
SAM: What is that?
(SAM LAUGH)
It is so sweet.
FLINT: Press. Fold. Connect.
tape. Turn. To paint. switch.
stare.
motivating.
place button.
I can't believe I watched this for three hours. I know. Haha.
FLINT: It works.
What do you want for breakfast?
Gummy bear. wow steve no
We both know how to handle gummy bears.
How about eggs. And toast.
Orange juice. And.
BOTH: Bacon.
What you are doing?
Nothing at all.
To the calculator.
(WRITE)
SAM: So are you sure this is safe?
heh heh Don't worry. I have a dangeometer that lets us know if the food is about to mutate.
SAM: What happens when the food mutates?
Flint: I don't know. But that will never happen.
All right, this probably won't explode.
Was?
(machine whirring)
MACHINE: Bacon.
Well, these cheeseburgers were just the start, as a breakfast system is on the way to Swallow Falls.
My prognosis?
sunny side up.
(LESLEY GORE'S "SUNSHINE AND LOLLIPOPS" WILL PLAY)
And. And.
(quacking)
(GRUNT)
Flint, my boy. can you have lunch
All right, here's the skinny:
You make it rain the Snackadoos, the weather girl provides free publicity, I took out a very high-interest loan to convert this podunk town into a touristy food-topia.
All you have to do is rain three meals a day, every day for the foreseeable future, and in 30 days we're hosting a grand reopening of the island as a must-do cruise.
And everyone, everywhere, will love your invention.
Do you think so?
i know about it
(LESLEY GORE'S "SUNSHINE AND LOLLIPOPS" WILL PLAY)
That's what I call poultry on the move.
Mr. Lockwood, may I have waffles, please?
Falafel? Gummy bear.
Avocado. Come right up.
Stay?
No problem with Flint Lockwood's newest invention, the Outtasighter, so named because it catapults uneaten food out of sight and out of mind.
Huh!
CHILDREN: Gummy Bears!
Genial.
BLT. MANN 1: Donuts.
Cake.
Gummy bear.
Fish. MANN 2: Creme brulee!
(people scream)
A pizza stuffed in a turkey, the whole thing deep fried and dipped in chocolate.
It's me, the mayor. Oh. Ah...
You look different. Ah...
Did you get a new haircut?
Yes, I have. Thank you for noticing.
(LESLEY GORE'S "SUNSHINE AND LOLLIPOPS" WILL PLAY)
(MACHINE SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
i love you boy BOY 1: Thanks, Dad. I love you.
i love you boy BOY 1: Thanks, Dad. I love you.
BOY 2: I love spending time with you, dad.
Hey, dad, I'm going back to the lab.
If you want to come with me, I could show you how I make the food.
Uh... No thanks.
This techno food, it's... It's too complicated for an old fisherman.
got it
Still could use your help here though, you know.
I'm working with the mayor now, dad.
I mean, the city's grand reopening is in about a week.
Right. got it
(BELL RINGING)
(DOORBELL RINGS)
Flint Lockwood?
FLINT: And? Ah...
Tomorrow is my son Cal's birthday and I was just wondering if you could make something special rain.
Well, I'm pretty reluctant to ask.
Besides, you're always mean to me.
It will only be once, for my special angel's special day.
Uh...I don't know.
You know, I don't want to overload the machine, so...
Okay. I knew it was a long shit.
I just wanted Cal to see how much his father loves him.
I thought you would understand.
You know how fathers always try to express their love and appreciation for their sons.
Earl, wait.
(HEIGHTS)
(GASPS)
Furious.
Furious.
Touch. Touch. Touch.
I have an idea.
(SQUAWKS)
(MUSIC)
Wow.
Happy birthday son.
Papa?
this is your day go have fun
I love you. You're unbelievable. EARL: I love you too, son.
CAL: Hooray! REGINA: Have fun, babe.
CHILDREN: Ice cream!
Yes! Cool.
BOY: Strawberry is my favorite.
(CHILDREN LAUGH)
(CHILDREN SHOUT)
CAL: Come on dad.
I don't know
That doesn't look safe!
(SHOUTING)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
i love you son
i know dad you tell me every day
(BOY LAUGHS)
Flint, that's amazing.
And making the ice cream gather into balls, I don't know how you're going to top that.
Maybe with hot fudge.
(LAUGHS)
CAL: Hey, Flint.
Do you want to have a snowball fight with us?
What's the problem?
I've never been in a snowball fight.
For real? I don't even know the rules.
Is there such a thing as a points system or is it unto death? No... Uh...
Have you never...? I mean, look, even Steve throws chocolate snowballs.
(GIBBER)
Oh. Eh
Also so?
(GRUNT)
No, harder than that.
(MUSIC)
Oh. snowball! Snowball, snowball, snowball!
snowball snowball
Well, something to say for enthusiasm.
snowball!
snowball!
(LAUGHS)
Schneeball und Schneeball.
WOMAN: Children? What's happening?
Snowballs. hahaha
(CHILDREN LAUGH)
BOY: Snowball. GIRL: Snowball. snowball
SAM ON TV: I yell, you yell, we all yell for Flint Lockwood's latest yummy treat for the whole town, with ice-cold fun on what the mayor has declared as Ice Cream Snow Day.
He also wants to invite everyone in the world to take a cruise ship and come down this Saturday for the grand opening of Chew And Swallow, a town that's truly à la mode.
(WOMAN 1 SPEAKS FRENCH ON TV)
(WOMAN 2 SPEAK ARABIC ON TV)
WOMAN 3 WITH A BRITISH ACCENT: A city truly topped with ice cream.
On today's call for the Weather News Network, I'm Sam Sparks.
CAL: Flint, this is the best breakfast ever!
That's it!
Research. Role playing game.
Choose. Waiting.
(PHONE RINGING)
Sam Sparks. Hanging.
Regret. repsyching.
say what i do
flint? "Hi Sam, how are you?
I was wondering if you would like to go out for a day..."
activity with me tomorrow.
Um... okay.
Great bye meet me in the woods
Done. I have to go
Keep an eye on the lab for me.
(CLICK GUIDE)
Steve.
NARRATOR ON TV: Foster still at the plate.
And no one out.
SAM: Where are we going?
FLINT: Oh, nowhere. I just thought it would be nice if we both went for a walk together.
(LAUGHS)
Just like you do as friends. Ah...
Oh my god what is this?
Wow.
(MUSIC)
Oh. Jell-O is my favorite.
You never made a request so I made one for you.
flint?
flint?
FLINT: Join me.
Wow!
(GASPS)
Oh! Oh! Oh!
(GRUNT)
But, uh... uh, how did you...?
I made jelly rain down in the middle of the night, then I used the Outtasighter to collect it before anyone woke up, and then I brought it over here and pressed it into a giant, custom-carved, plastic Tupperware mold that I made. No big deal.
(PIANO PLAYING)
Everything is made out of jelly.
This piano, these sconces, this ghetto blaster, this jelly, this aquarium, this Venus de Milo with your face on it next to a David by Michelangelo that also has your face.
Come on Sam, what are you waiting for?
Nothing at all!
(LAUGHS)
Hooray! And.
(LAUGH)
SAM: Lol. Buh, buh, buh, buh!
Hurray!
(GRUNT)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
cannonball!
belly flop.
(mumbles) Why did I do that?
(MUSIC)
So jello. Right. Right right.
It's a solid, it's a liquid, it's a viscoelastic polymer of polypeptide chains, but you eat it.
I mean it tastes good. heh heh
Why are you doing this? What should I do?
Say something super smart and then back off.
can you keep a secret
no
But this time for sure, yes.
Okay. Well, it's been a really long time, but I've also been...
(WHISPERS) a nerd.
Also?
When I was a little girl, I wore a ponytail, I wore glasses, and I was obsessed with the science of weather.
SAM: Other girls wanted a Barbie.
I wanted a Doppler Wetterradar 2000 Turbo.
But all the kids mocked me with that lame song.
It wasn't even smart.
CHILDREN SING: Four eyes, four eyes.
You need glasses to see
(GEKICHER)
Go on.
So I got a new look, gave up the scientifically smart stuff, and never got made fun of again.
And I still need these glasses, but I never wear them.
I bet you look great with glasses.
Oh, I'm really not... Oh. And on they go.
Wow. Was?
Nothing at all. Wait.
It's a jello scrunchie.
And now the reveal.
(MUSIC)
Wow.
I mean, you were okay before, but now you're beautiful.
No I'm not. I can't go out in public like that.
Well why not?
I mean, that's the real you, right?
Smart. Bespectacled.
Who wouldn't want to see that?
You know, I've never met anyone like you, Flint Lockwood.
I also.
But about you.
(BREATH DEEPLY)
Oh.
Hm.
Flint's voice on the phone: Flint, you have a call.
Flint, you have a call.
Is your phone ringing?
That's weird. Someone must have changed my ring.
Oh, it's the mayor. Do you mind if I take this?
No no no.
Come on, take it. It's good. I'm sorry. It is important.
I should go too. Its getting late.
i just go outside
Ah!
(BLOW)
Ah!
(MUSIC)
(MUSIC)
(SEUFZ)
FLINT: Dad, you came. I have so much to tell you.
Do I look good? You look great.
Come on let us go. Ah!
(PLACE PEOPLE)
FLINT: Dad, I almost kissed a girl.
It's Baby Brent, you know? FLINT: That was the coolest thing... Hi.
"Uh-oh." I should be on the list. hey brian
What? You let the guy in? The guy is a nerd.
(MUSIC)
FLINT: Hey, how are you?
(PLACE PEOPLE)
Oh thank you. Thank you very much. Thank you very much.
A toast. To Flint and his delicious steaks.
Oh ho, thanks. Thank you very much. Very nice place.
wow Thank you very much.
Flint Lockwood. count.
(LAUGHS)
TIM: So, uh, no roof.
Yes. You just hold out your plate.
And I even made it rain to your darling:
Meat. mm
(LAUGHS)
(BOTH LAUGHING)
Okay.
So you know how the city's grand reopening is tomorrow?
Well, the mayor asked me to cut the ribbon.
He said my invention saved the town.
Aren't you proud of me?
Ah...
(PEOPLE LAUGH)
Well, she, doesn't that steak seem a bit big to you?
Yes, it's a large steak. I mean, every steak isn't exactly the same size.
Did you even hear what I just said?
(UTILITY CLAPPING)
Son, look... look around.
I'm not sure if that's good for... For humans.
Maybe you should think about turning that thing off.
It makes everyone happy.
Everyone except you
When are you going to accept that this is me instead of trying to get me to work in a boring fishing shop?
Well, so you seem to know what you're doing.
I guess I'll just avoid you.
(GROANS)
FLINT: Move with the times, man.
I mean, you can't please this guy.
He just wants to take whatever good thing I do and just flatten it out.
Ah!
These are big hot dogs.
Mann.
I mean it's not that bad.
is it steve Yellow.
Ah. you are right steve
The dangeometer is in yellow.
I do not know what to do.
MAYOR: I do:
Explain that these hot dogs are delicious!
(SHOUTING)
Oh no. Wow!
How did you get in here?
Tomorrow is the big day, Flint.
The fate of the whole town depends on your dining weather.
I'm thinking about noodles.
Some light apps. I know you won't disappoint us.
Well, Mr. Mayor, I think there's something you should see.
Was?
This is the molecular structure of a hot dog that fell last week.
And that's the molecular structure of a hot dog that fell today.
The machine uses microwave radiation to mutate the food's genetic recipe.
The more we ask of it, the more clouds it absorbs, the more radiation it emits, the more these molecules could mutate.
I think that's why the food is getting bigger.
Here's what I heard: "Blah, blah, blah."
Science, science, science, bigger."
And bigger is better.
Everyone will love these new portion sizes.
Oh! i know i do
My dad thinks I should turn it off.
Geniuses like us are never understood by their fathers, Flint.
But what if things go...
Who needs approval from a family member when you can have it from millions of people you know?
Not to mention that little schnitzel, Sam Sparks.
And me.
I always felt you were like a son to me, Flint.
And I'll be so proud of you tomorrow when you cut the ribbon, save the city and show everyone what a great inventor you are.
So here's the cheese:
You can move on, get everything you've ever wanted, and be the great man I know you can be.
Or you can turn it off, ruin everything and no one will ever like you.
It's your choice.
(WHISPER) Choice.
Selection.
Selection.
Selection.
Selection.
(SEUFZ)
Okay.
(WRITE)
(WHIMPER)
I mean bigger is better right?
Oh me.
MACHINE OVERLAPPING VOICES: Spaghetti. Asparagus. Celery.
Garlic bread. Meatballs. Shrimp.
(speaks gibberish)
(MUSIC)
MAN 1: Looks safe to me. MAN 2: And plumbing too.
(MUSIC)
Wow.
(BURST)
(DOPPLER 2000 CHEST)
(ALL CHEERING)
(ALL CHEERING)
MAYOR: Who's hungry?
Welcome, tourists, to Chew And Swallow.
That's a great mayor.
Enjoy our hot springs with nacho cheese.
Let your kids eat as much junk food as they want in our totally unsupervised kids zone!
CAL: I have gummy bears for teeth.
And when the fun is over, watch the sun set over Mount Leftovers.
A presumably indestructible dam protects us from this.
We have people here today from all over the world, from China to West Virginia.
I also think there are some Canadians here.
flint. You have to see this.
why aren't you on tv You should broadcast that.
There is a problem. The food gets bigger.
I know it's great. Bigger portion sizes. everyone loves it
I'm not sure we're doing the right thing here.
What if we've bitten off more than we can chew?
For the first time in my life, everyone loves something I've done.
Why can't you just be happy for me and say the weather or something? My goodness.
MAYOR: And without further ado, our city's hero and my metaphorical son, Flint Lockwood.
MAN 1: Yes, Flint.
Thank you very much. Thank you all.
MAN 2: Sign my shrimp. Flint: Thank you.
MAN 3: Yes. Yes. Hooray! MAN 4: I love you.
I admire your quirkiness, dude.
Brent, we need you to hand over the ceremonial scissors.
But...
no
You can not. You can't take her. May I help you.
no I'm Baby Brent.
Uh-oh.
Put your clothes back on.
(Healing)
Who am I?
Go on, Flint.
everyone loves you
CROWD CHANTING: Lockwood! Lockwood! Lockwood!
Lockwood! Lockwood! Lockwood!
(ALL CHEERING)
CROWD: Lockwood! Lockwood! Lockwood!
(GROANS)
(MUSIC)
CROWD: Lockwood! Lockwood! Lockwood!
(amazing)
(BIRD SCREAMING)
STEVE: Danger. Danger. Danger.
Salt and Pepper Wind? Pooh!
Oregano.
Oh mom.
Sam, wait. No, I can turn it off.
(PEOPLE SHOUT)
I can turn it off
(SCREAMING)
(PEOPLE SHOUT)
(GRUNT)
FLINT: All right, kid, everything will be fine.
(SCREAMING)
Oh no.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
FLINT: Sorry. Oh. No problem.
Wow! Ha!
no
(SHOUTING)
Gummy bear. Not now Steve.
(ALL SHOUT)
MAN: Spices? Salt? Pepper?
flint.
This is Sam Sparks live from Chew And Swallow where a spaghetti twister... Ho. Ho.
Sam, hey, we love a good storm over here, but you look like a nerd.
Patrick, several kids got in the way of this tomato tornado.
My stomach hurts.
Cal!
whoops What is that, a scrunchie? I haven't seen anything like this since 1995.
What? We have a real weather emergency.
Haha. Well, we'll get to that storm in a bit and hopefully Sam looks a little more appealing. boop
(QUIET MUSIC PLAYING ABOVE THE TV)
(BELL)
(MUSIC)
Steve, we just need to upload the K*ll code and then we'll use the...
Oh! What are you doing here?
I've been ordering dinner for 10 minutes.
Why? Is something going on? I have to stop the machine.
Everyone is in danger because of me.
Oh, it can't be that bad.
no Oh, ha... Well, I'm out of here.
I can still stop the order with the k*ll code.
(MONITORS BEEP)
Send K*ll code. I'm back.
FLINT: I have to get the button.
Ah!
To play. Fun. Fun. To play.
MAYOR: Hey, Flint. It was nice to pray you. Ha.
FLINT: That's a radish.
(CHEST)
That was the only way to communicate with the machine.
What exactly did you order?
Ein All-you-can-eat-Buffet im Vegas-Stil.
MACHINE: jelly bean. watermelon. marshmallow. Pretzel. Sushi.
Cheese burger. Pretzel. Egg salad. Strawberry. marshmallow.
Strawberry.
(TO COUGH)
(THUNDER ROLLS)
JOE: Is everyone okay? PEOPLE: Yes.
EARL: Help someone.
Please help me.
it's my son
We need a doctor.
Is there a doctor here? Everyone?
MANNY: I'm a doctor.
You're?
I was back in Guatemala.
I came here to have a better life.
Pretty good decision, right?
How is he, doctor?
He's in a feeding coma.
(crowd gasps)
Too much junk food.
I need a celery, stat.
May I help you.
(TO COUGH)
Father? Ah Cal. Kal.
i love you son
(cold vomit)
Everything seems to have gone well.
SAM: Not yet, hasn't.
This twister was an amuse-bouche compared to what's on the way.
WOMAN: What is an amuse bouche?
Manny, put us through.
Go.
Nice report, Nancy. hey hey Four eyes.
May I Patrick?
We're about to be at the epicenter of a perfect food storm.
It will spread all over the world.
I calculated the Coriolis acceleration of the storm system.
First it hits New York, then Paris, then the Jiayuguan Pass in eastern China.
And in four hours, the entire northern hemisphere will be one big potluck.
(MUSIC)
(SEUFZ)
flint?
(FLINT MOANS)
(quacking)
flint?
Hi Papa.
What you are doing?
Well I tried to help everyone but instead I ruined everything.
(SNIFF)
I'm just a piece of junk.
So I threw myself away.
Along with all these stupid inventions.
This is junk.
This is junk.
This is junk.
Oh my son. Listen, when your boat is up, when it's listing and when it's not running, you know... Uh...
Don't worry dad, I understand.
Mom was wrong about me.
I'm not an inventor.
I should have just stopped when you said it.
Well, if it rains, you put on a coat.
Dad, you know I don't understand the fishing metaphobia...
Was?
My coat.
come on steve We have them to carpe.
Download the k*ll code.
redesign. virtualization.
To cut.
Welding. Forge.
Wiring. Portion.
To test.
And!
flying car 2
Now with wings.
(Hoop Melody)
BOTH: Wow!
Hey, I had a weird dream like this once.
MAN: I have a macaroni on my head. Ah!
GIRL: Run.
ALL: No school!
(ALL SHOUT)
(ALARM WORKS)
TV NARRATOR: Still nothing, nothing in the bottom of the third inning.
(PEOPLE SHOUT)
Everyone.
I would like to apologize.
Especially for you, Sam.
But I have a plan.
This flash drive contains a kill code.
I'm going to fly into this food storm, hook it up to the machine and shut it down forever while you guys evacuate the island by taking your breath...
MAYOR: It's all his fault. get him.
MAN 1: There he is! Get him!
MANN 2: Hol Flint.
JOE: Let's rock his car back and forth.
EARL: Hey!
This mess we're in is all our fault.
I didn't even protect my own son.
Look, I'm just as mad at Flint as you are.
In fact, if he gets out of the car, I'll smack him in the face.
I know Flint Lockwood made the food, but it was made to order.
And now it's time for us all to foot the bill.
(ALL CHEERING)
Thank you, Earl. Oh!
Forgiveness. It's OK.
Let's build some boats. CROWD: Yes.
MAN: I'm going to build a boat.
SAM: I'll come with you.
You're going to need someone to navigate you through this storm.
I can't let you do this alone.
Oh, Sam, I'm so sorry. Are you kidding?
Well, I just thought that we... No.
Okay.
MANNY: You need a co-pilot. Are you a pilot too?
Yes. I am also a particle physicist.
For real? No, that was a joke.
I'm also a comedian.
(FLINT, SAM & STEVE LAUGH)
Let us do this. BRENT: I'm coming too.
Brent, that's okay.
No, it's not okay.
Ever since I was a baby, I've sat at my fame.
But it was all just an illusion.
Maybe I'll find out who I really am up there.
Uh... The car's pretty full, so...
And!
Brent.
Okay.
(quacking)
good luck son
(WHIMPER)
Steve (voice shaky): Steve.
SAM: Pea Soup Mist.
FLINT: Manny, push the wipers.
FLINT & SAM: Oh!
(DOPPLER 2000 CHEST)
Massive gastric precipitation has accumulated around the machine.
It's almost like it's...
In a giant meatball.
Water comes in at the top, a food hurricane comes out at the bottom.
BRENT: I'm glad I'm in a diaper.
(MUSIC)
Anyone order pizza? Oh!
FLINT: Wait.
The pizza is chasing us?
Sentient Food? That's impossible.
Unless its molecular structure has mutated into superfood!
BOTH: This was genetically engineered to protect FLDSMDFR.
Steve: Pizza. ALL: Ah!
Steve: Pizza. Pizza. Pizza.
(GRUNT)
That was close. I mean, can you imagine if we lost that kill code?
Uh-oh.
(THE PHONE RINGS)
Tims Tackle Shop. FLINT: Papa.
You're okay, great. Ah...
i need a favor The fate of the world depends on it!
Okay, Skipper then. What do you need?
Walk into my lab, sit at my computer and email a file to my phone.
On...
Ah...
Gut.
(SCREAMING)
MANNY Do you want me to drive? FLINT: Yeah, okay.
(BRENT SHOUTS)
Wow. you are way better than me Uh-huh.
FLINT: Okay, here's the plan:
Sam and I will be entering the meateroid through the inlet here, which should take us straight to the FLDSMDFR.
Manny, you and Steve stay on the plane. Don't spray that.
As soon as my dad emails me the kill code, we'll destroy the machine and meet up here at Western Blowhole in...
How long until the world is destroyed? About twenty minutes.
Shortly before.
What about me, Brent? What am I doing?
Uh... you can be president of the back seat.
Oh. Deploy hatch.
Car turned upside down, go.
Women first?
No?
Good. Ah!
Wait for me. Oh!
Big. OK, I'm fine.
SAM: As long as we stay the course, it should be a straight shit on the...
(SAM GREENS, THEN SHOUTS)
And!
(ALL GRUNTS)
BRENT: We are a team.
Wow.
We ended up in some kind of exhaust duct here.
If we go this way, the flamida burrow should be right in this air shaft.
Brent, get out of the pie.
What is that?
(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYBACK THROUGH SPEAKERS)
(SCREAMING)
Oh boy.
Hm.
Hm. Oh.
Computer: Welcome, Flint.
FLINT: That's frying oil.
(SCREAMING)
Flint's voice on the phone: Flint, you have a call.
Flint, you have a...
Ah! Father. Ah ok, great.
There is a file on the screen that says "k*ll code".
TIM: Wha...? Move that to my email window, enter my name and hit send. Oh!
Wow! Wow! Wow! Wow!
Window? Okay, dad, see that thing that looks like a little piece of paper?
Use mouse to drag it.
pull it? pull it pull it pull it
Right? Okay. Big. OK great. Mm-hm. Mm-hm.
It doesn't pull.
Drag it across the desktop.
(objects clatter)
That didn't do anything. Of course not!
You know what? Ah!
EARL: Go, go, go.
Hoist those sails. Toast the bread.
Time is running out for us.
let's undress go! go! go
We can do it. Come on, move it, move it.
Well done. That's what I'm talking about. Everyone goes to the docks.
(GRUNT)
MAYOR: Wait, wait.
I have an important announcement.
I'll see you, sucker.
Whoo hoo. Good Trip.
And enjoy your meal.
(MAKES POWER GEARS)
(CAL GRUNT)
GRAF: Cal. REGINA: Kalvin.
EARL: Cal, come back.
CAL: Foodalanche. GRAF: Cal.
I won't lose you again
Baby.
(CAL YELL)
Hold on Calvin.
(GRUNT)
Mm.
(GRUNT)
(SCREAMING)
Everyone goes south. We must stay ahead of this storm.
(ROLLING)
What now? Just click "Send".
Flint, the Fliminadifiser is right down there!
Dad, hurry up. Tim: Send. Send.
Oh, Moment mal.
Father? Father? Can you hear me?
Papa?
Hi Guys?
(CLICK)
Holy shitballs.
go! go! go
(FLINT SHOUTS)
Oh. I do not know. I find her kinda cute.
I mean, this one just walked right up to me and...
He has me!
(UNIFORMLY) They ate Brent.
Dad, I'm surrounded by man-eating chickens right now.
FLINT: Well, if that's a goodbye, thanks for trying to set me straight.
I found out a bit late I think.
Okay bye.
(DIAL TONE BUZZING)
(GRUNT)
(CHEST)
(CHEST)
Papa.
Hey, give me the phone back.
(CLICK)
BRENT: Oh-oh!
Ah! Hahaha!
FLINT: Baby Brent?
I'm not Baby Brent anymore.
I'm Chicken Brent.
And I'm finally contributing to society.
step kick.
(SHOUTING)
Now go you crazy kids and save the world.
You did it Chicken Brent. you really did it
go! go! go
(BRENT GRUNTS)
It should be right in this hole.
This is peanut brittle.
If either of us touches it, we'll go into anaphylactic shock.
Actually, I'm not entirely allergic to peanuts.
I may have just said that to make you like me.
So you really thought allergies made you more attractive?
Ah...
Moustache.
Must... Mmp!
(THUNDER ROLLS)
Sesame-Bagel. MANN 1: Hey, Taxi.
MAN 2: Taxi. MAN 3: Taxi.
I asked for extra mustard. Ah!
(PEOPLE SHOUT)
(SHOUTING)
I was right.
(PEOPLE SHOUT)
(WITH BRITISH ACCENT) Hot tea?
MAN: Did he say hot tea?
WOMAN: "You're about to be crushed by a giant corn."
To run!
(ALL SHOUT)
It looks like the food storm is following an unusual pattern, first hitting the world's famous landmarks and now spreading to the rest of the world.
What the what?
hurry up guys
FLINT: After I plugged my phone into the FLDSMDFR and smashed it, I'll give the liquorice a two tug and you'll pull me back up, okay?
Sounds good.
Ah!
(SCREAMING)
SAM: Oh, but.
(GRUNT)
You... you were cut, weren't you?
Uh... It's just a scratch.
Brent, you need to get Sam back to the plane to get her some allergy shit.
Augenblick.
What? no
let go I will not let you go.
Flint, you're going to be stuck down there.
It's not ideal, no.
Come with us. We're starting over.
We will live underground. Use bacon for clothes.
Sam, that's not a very good plan.
It's if it means I don't have to lose you.
Look I like you, okay?
How... as a friend?
no
Like "like you" like you.
I also.
But about you.
Goodbye Sam
flint. No!
BRENT: Wait, Sam.
dr Manny has the medicine for your face.
(SHOUTING)
MACHINE: Pickles.
(TO COUGH)
beets.
Banana.
Strawberry.
(SHOUTING)
SAM: Manny, we're on our way. Hurry up. MANNY: Wait, Sam.
I circle the blowhole.
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
Frightened.
(MUSIC)
(ENGINE SPUTTING)
Gummy bear.
GUMMI BEAR: Play with us, play with us. eat us, eat us
STEVE: Hungry!
Hungry. Gummy bear. Gummy bear. Gummy bear. Steve is hungry. Hungry.
Steve is starving. Hungry. Hungry. To starve.
Wow!
(BRENT SHOUTS)
BRENT: Manny. Where are you?
(SHOUTING)
(SHOUTING)
(WHIMPER)
(chickens cluck)
(SHOUTING)
(GIBBER)
She touched a peanut or something. Oh boy.
(THE SUM)
(ALARM SUMMER)
MACHINE: Corn. Oops!
(MACHINE SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)
FLINT WHISPER: Grasp.
Tie. Throw.
Waiting.
Swing.
(GRUNT)
(alarm buzzes)
sorry old friend The kitchen is closed.
Yah!
CAT ON MONITOR: Fight the Force!
Papa.
no
Ah! Wow! Wow!
(SCREAMING)
(GRUNT)
(MUSIC)
If it rains, put on a layer of Spray-On Shoes.
And.
SAM: Only... There were chickens...
(GASPS)
Where is flint?
No!
i know boy
I know.
(ALL CHEERING)
Cal: Cool. EARL: Ja. Gut.
(CHEERS & APPLAUSE)
(MUSIC)
(SEUFZ)
flint?
I'm sorry.
Oh.
(WHIMPER)
Your son was a great man.
(SHOUT RUBBER)
(quacking)
Steve. Steve.
flint. Brent.
flint. cal
steve flint.
count. MAN: Flint.
You. STEVE: Steve.
(CHEERS & APPLAUSE)
Sam.
flint.
Sam.
flint. flint.
Papa. Steve.
flint.
Oh.
Look, if you... if you cast your line when it's not straight... um...
SAM: Oh, for screaming out loud.
(REACHES)
TIM'S VOICE OVER SPEAKER: I'm proud of you, Flint.
I am amazed that someone as ordinary as me can be the father of someone as extraordinary as you.
You are talented, you are a total original.
And your lab is stunning.
Your mom, she always knew you would be special.
And if she were alive today, she would say to both of us:
"I told you that." Ha-ha.
Well, uh, look, when I take this thing off and you hear me do a fishing metaphor, you just know that the fishing metaphor means:
i love my son
i love you too dad
(CROWD CHEERING)
(SOB)
So where were we?
you were about to kiss me
did you wanna kiss me back
Why don't you find out?
Because I don't want to do it and then get shut down again.
Just kiss me. You know...
(BREATH DEEPLY)
(BREATH DEEPLY)
(ALL ACCEPT)
BRENT: Yes! I am a chicken!
(SHOUT RUBBER)
That wasn't well thought out.
(MIRANDA COSGROVES "RAINING SUNSHINE" WILL BE PLAYED)