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A young boy named Milo gains a deeper appreciation for his mom after Martians come to Earth to take her away.
Mom: I thought I told you to go to bed! Milo: You told me to "Go to bed". You didn't say "Get into bed". It's not specific. Mom: Milo, my life would be so much better if I didn't have to be a nagging mom! Milo: Yeah, well, my life would be so much better if I didn't have a mom at all.
Mom: I thought I told you to go to bed! Milo: You told me to "go to bed". You didn't say "get into bed". Mom: Milo!
Mom: Is that broccoli? Milo: No, that's vomit, but I understand the confusion. Mom: I thought I told you to eat that! Milo: Well, you're not gonna make me eat it now, are you? Mom: Go to bed. Milo: But you said I can watch... Mom: No, that was before you lied to me and poisoned the cat! Milo: That broccoli was poisonous? Mom: No! Of course the broccoli wasn't poisonous! Milo: Well, you just said that... Mom: No, I-I-I meant that it's poisonous to the cat! Milo: Well, how can it be good for me if it's poisonous to the cat? Mom: Because cats are not suppose to eat vegetables! Milo: Maybe I'm not suppose to eat vegetables! Mom: Milo! Just go to bed. *Now*.
Milo: What is going on? Gribble: Mars needs moms, so the aliens are stealing them from Earth to raise their own kids.
Gribble: Have you ever seen Top Gun? Milo: It's Milo.
Milo: [Milo's mother gives him her helmet and pushes the lever, giving him some air and allowing him to breath. He wakes up to see that his mother is dying without air] No. Mom, you need you helmet. No! [He struggles not to let mom pull the lever, but Milo's mother quickly pulls out the lever] Milo: No! Mom! Mom! [as Milo watches his mother die, he holds her and he sobs] Milo: No, no. Mommy, you have to come home with me. You-you have to come home with me. You're-you're my mom... and I love you. [Milo sheds a tear] Milo: No, no, no, no, no.
Milo: [Milo and Gribble have landed in the huge trash area under the city and the male Martians, happy to see them are dancing around and hugging them] Let go! Let go! What are you doing? Gribble: They're hugging. That's all these males ever do. That's why the females chuck 'em down here.
Gribble: The fact is, Mars needs moms. Milo: What the heck does that mean?
[first lines] TV Announcer: NASA scientists are excited over recent findings by the Mars Rover of fossilized organic compounds on the surface that indicate at some time in the past there may have been life on the red planet.