Mighty Max (1993) s01e07 Episode Script
The Mother of All Adventures
1
- The Mother Of All Adventures -
Ugh
Huh!
(Screams)
Come on, Mom. When do I
get a shot behind the wheel?
Someday, honey, when
you get your driver's license.
But we're in Haiti.
In the middle of nowhere, I'm sure
the Haitians wouldn't mind, Mom.
Max, you know you're
too young to drive.
OK, I hate the bull rank,
but I am the Mighty One.
I mean, doesn't that
count for something?
No. Look, here's
something you can do.
You can label these
artifacts for me.
Now I got to work?
I'd rather have my
spleen ripped out.
So what do you think?
Cool. Very Ozzy Osbourne.
But I'd still rather be back
home playing baseball.
Mom, look out!
(Car beeping)
Did you see the glazed
look on that guy's face?
He should be
arrested for jaywalking.
Now can I drive?
It appears whoever
was here left in a hurry.
Maybe they went to
an other business sale.
Max, don't eat that.
It's not even washed!
But, Mom, I'm starving!
And right now I'd be willing to eat
something that walks on all fours and barks.
This must be the
hut of the High Priest.
Coolness.
In a creepy sort of way.
Or maybe he went shopping
with the others, huh?
Yes, we should check it out.
- Right.
No son of mine's
going into a strange hut
without me knowing
what's inside first.
Whoa, Radd decor.
Does make a statement.
(Goat bleat)
Wow, look at this.
What does this mean?
It's a zombie symbol.
The hole in the body is
where the soul once was.
According to legend, a zombie neither
lives nor dies, but exists only in limbo.
Kind of like being in school.
Hey, maybe this trip
won't be so bogus after all.
Max, it's just superstition.
Zombies don't really exist.
Oh, yeah? Well, tell
that to Mr. Personality.
(Gasp)
(Boo sound)
What are you going
to do with that thing?
I don't know, Mother. I thought I'd ask
the big guy out for a game of stick ball.
(Aah)
(Screaming)
That's it. We're going home.
Maybe they're friendly zombies.
Yeah, and they're here to
give us the key to the village.
I guess this trip wasn't
such a good idea after all.
Hey, meet another
vacation in Pacoima. Ah!
Get away from my little
boy, you.. you.. zombie!
Yuck!
Are you okay, Mom?
Hello.
You must kill the low.
Ugh.
Looks like some sort of a
parasite or a real ugly mole.
I am the high priest of the village.
Thank you for freeing us from
an eternity as one of the undead.
Hey, no prob, bro.
Yeah, all of today's work
when you're a world-class hero.
So what are those
nasty-looking things anyway?
They hold the lifeless
soul of the zombie.
If one attaches, that
person will become a zombie.
Sorry I asked.
You must locate their spawning ground
and stop the low before they can spread.
They need to be near people.
The more humans around,
the faster they multiply.
My Aunt Iris is like that.
I don't see why we can't call
professionals in to do this job.
Mom, I am a professional.
I'm the Mighty One!
The more I see of this Mighty
One thing, the less I like it.
Something tells me this
place isn't open to the public.
Somewhere beyond, lies the
spawning grounds of the zombie lows.
Give me those.
You know you're not supposed
to be carrying around matches.
He's really not a bad boy.
(Snake hissing)
Zombie's coming.
How can you tell?
Because they're
standing right over there.
(Gasp)
Ugh, I think I broke something.
Oh! Mega gross!
I'll never be able to eat
egg salad sandwich again!
We have no weapons.
What are we going to do?!
Well, sometimes the ways
are the old fashion ways.
How can I ever thank
you for all you've done?
Well, you could hand me a towel, to
get some of this Grinch flue off me.
This figurine is incredible!
What does it say?!
- She is the source of their existence.
By he own flame,
she will perish,
and the undead will be
free to return to the living.
Do you think I could
possibly have it?
If you like, you may have it.
But I must warn you,
this place is filled with evil.
Mom, mom, um I don't think it's such
a good idea messing around with evil.
Call it a hunch.
It's okay, Max. The
parasites are all dead anyway.
Oh, man. I still don't see why we
couldn't have stayed a few more days.
You already missed
a week of school,
and I don't want
you falling behind.
Wasn't our trip to
Haiti educational?
Nice try. Now get off
to bed. It's school night.
Oh, yeah, yeah, about
that. I was thinking,
can't we put this
school thing off for
I don't know, say a month or so?
Upstairs, young man.
Oh, yuck. I thought I washed my
hands when I got home last night.
School. What a way to
ruin a perfectly good day.
No time for breakfast, Mom. I'll
just grab a candy bar at school.
Hey, what'cha do?
watch you water enough.
Oh, I must be suffering
a post-zombie delusion.
I'll see the school's Nurse.
Huh!
What?!
Whoa!
Excuse me, Sergeant.
I have an emergency report.
Now, I know this may sound crazy,
but zombies have taken over the city.
I don't know how it
happened, but I'm pretty sure
that's something to do
with my trip to Haiti.
Are you listening to me, man?
How did the parasites get here?
I mean, we didn't take
anything home with us.
We didn't bring
any fruit or anything.
Oh, no. The figurine.
They must have been inside!
Mom?!
Mom!
Mom! Anyone home?
Anything, home?
Whoa! And I thought it was
talking about to those silverfish!
Oh, Mom. Not you, too.
I hope you're not going to
take away my allowance for this,
but it's for your own good, Mom.
What's going on?
Something tells me I don't want to know.
I can't help but think
this is all my fault.
I just wanted something
special for the museum.
I never thought it could lead to
the end of civilization as we know it.
Hey, come on. It's okay,
Mom. It could happen to anyone.
Mighty one! Mighty one! Over here!
Virgil! Oh, I'm glad to see you!
Zombies have taken over!
Yes, yes, yes. Mighty Max, the very
world is threatened by this plague.
You must save mankind at once!
Come to Africa immediately.
The answer lies there.
Let me tell you how
to get to the portal.
Right!
- You might want to write this down.
You know how I
hate to repeat myself.
He's not going anywhere
without me, Buster.
It's kind of my fault.
Whoa!
Where are we?
In the middle of an
ancient burial ground.
Put that down! You don't
know where it's been!
Mom's been a little
overprotective lately.
In order to stop the zombies,
we must find the mother, Zomboid.
Okay, I'll fight. What
exactly is a Zomboid?
She is the source
of their existence.
By her own flame.
She will perish, and the undead
will be free to return to the living.
Those are the
words on the figurine.
I was going to say that.
Don't you think we should get
going before we're discovered?
Whoa!
- Whoa!
Stop it, the tickles!
Ah! More zombies!
Hey! Let go of me,
you walking post pile!
Mighty One, duck!
Nice shot, Normy!
Hmm, you all right, honey?
Mom, not in front
of the zombies.
I live for this sort of thing.
Once you pulverize your
first parasite, It's hard to stop.
Boy, Harry Bynes
has got nothing on you!
This job just keeps
getting better.
Unhand me, old vile creature!
Sorry, I got that
one a little close.
Okay, you guys, don't be afraid.
We're here to
(Screams)
Rescue you.
Boy, lousy manners.
Not even a thank you.
Come, if they ran that way,
the Zomboid must be this way.
What's that smell?
It's like something
crawled in here and died.
It's the stench of decay.
Methane is my guess.
You hear that?
I don't hear anything.
Me neither.
I don't like it.
I believe we may have found the
mother's Zomboid and her young.
Yeah, I noticed the
family resemblance.
Nobody move.
I don't think it can see us.
It appears only to be
able to detect motion.
So to be safe, all we
have to do is stand
here for the rest of our
lives and not move?!
By her own flame,
she will perish.
Parish? Who will perish?
If I can just get close enough,
I can stop the Zomboid!
Or vice versa.
Great! I don't have any matches.
Remember the
matches I took from you?
Here, son.
Thanks, Mom.
You're not going
to try and stop me?
No. I guess I finally
realized, it's not my job.
Now, do what you have to do.
After all, you are the Mighty One.
Here's your chance.
Hey, hey, over here!
No, here.
Over here, you disgusting thing.
All right, you big
mother Zomboid!
Whew, babe, you stink.
You ever hear him
under arm deodorant?
The matches!
(the Zomboid screams in pain)
Run!
Hurry, there's a
portal up ahead.
And just as mysteriously
as they appeared,
the zombies have
disappeared from Washington.
Once again, things
are back to normal.
Unfortunately, the government
is still moving as slow as ever.
Well, everything's
OK again, Mom.
You did well, Max.
I'm proud of you!
By the way, did you finish
cleaning up all the dead parasites?
Of course, Mom.
I got every last one of them.
I left no stone unturned.
You know you can trust
me to do what you tell me.
Oh, I trust you, Max.
I truly do.
Now, about your room.
The oldest republic in the
Western Hemisphere is:
The United States, the
second oldest, Haiti,
which declared its independence
from France in 1804.
The name Haiti comes from the
Taíno Indian word for "mountainous,"
and parts of the island still look as they
did when Columbus landed there in 1492.
I bet Columbus didn't
have to travel with his mom.
See you next week.
- The Mother Of All Adventures -
Ugh
Huh!
(Screams)
Come on, Mom. When do I
get a shot behind the wheel?
Someday, honey, when
you get your driver's license.
But we're in Haiti.
In the middle of nowhere, I'm sure
the Haitians wouldn't mind, Mom.
Max, you know you're
too young to drive.
OK, I hate the bull rank,
but I am the Mighty One.
I mean, doesn't that
count for something?
No. Look, here's
something you can do.
You can label these
artifacts for me.
Now I got to work?
I'd rather have my
spleen ripped out.
So what do you think?
Cool. Very Ozzy Osbourne.
But I'd still rather be back
home playing baseball.
Mom, look out!
(Car beeping)
Did you see the glazed
look on that guy's face?
He should be
arrested for jaywalking.
Now can I drive?
It appears whoever
was here left in a hurry.
Maybe they went to
an other business sale.
Max, don't eat that.
It's not even washed!
But, Mom, I'm starving!
And right now I'd be willing to eat
something that walks on all fours and barks.
This must be the
hut of the High Priest.
Coolness.
In a creepy sort of way.
Or maybe he went shopping
with the others, huh?
Yes, we should check it out.
- Right.
No son of mine's
going into a strange hut
without me knowing
what's inside first.
Whoa, Radd decor.
Does make a statement.
(Goat bleat)
Wow, look at this.
What does this mean?
It's a zombie symbol.
The hole in the body is
where the soul once was.
According to legend, a zombie neither
lives nor dies, but exists only in limbo.
Kind of like being in school.
Hey, maybe this trip
won't be so bogus after all.
Max, it's just superstition.
Zombies don't really exist.
Oh, yeah? Well, tell
that to Mr. Personality.
(Gasp)
(Boo sound)
What are you going
to do with that thing?
I don't know, Mother. I thought I'd ask
the big guy out for a game of stick ball.
(Aah)
(Screaming)
That's it. We're going home.
Maybe they're friendly zombies.
Yeah, and they're here to
give us the key to the village.
I guess this trip wasn't
such a good idea after all.
Hey, meet another
vacation in Pacoima. Ah!
Get away from my little
boy, you.. you.. zombie!
Yuck!
Are you okay, Mom?
Hello.
You must kill the low.
Ugh.
Looks like some sort of a
parasite or a real ugly mole.
I am the high priest of the village.
Thank you for freeing us from
an eternity as one of the undead.
Hey, no prob, bro.
Yeah, all of today's work
when you're a world-class hero.
So what are those
nasty-looking things anyway?
They hold the lifeless
soul of the zombie.
If one attaches, that
person will become a zombie.
Sorry I asked.
You must locate their spawning ground
and stop the low before they can spread.
They need to be near people.
The more humans around,
the faster they multiply.
My Aunt Iris is like that.
I don't see why we can't call
professionals in to do this job.
Mom, I am a professional.
I'm the Mighty One!
The more I see of this Mighty
One thing, the less I like it.
Something tells me this
place isn't open to the public.
Somewhere beyond, lies the
spawning grounds of the zombie lows.
Give me those.
You know you're not supposed
to be carrying around matches.
He's really not a bad boy.
(Snake hissing)
Zombie's coming.
How can you tell?
Because they're
standing right over there.
(Gasp)
Ugh, I think I broke something.
Oh! Mega gross!
I'll never be able to eat
egg salad sandwich again!
We have no weapons.
What are we going to do?!
Well, sometimes the ways
are the old fashion ways.
How can I ever thank
you for all you've done?
Well, you could hand me a towel, to
get some of this Grinch flue off me.
This figurine is incredible!
What does it say?!
- She is the source of their existence.
By he own flame,
she will perish,
and the undead will be
free to return to the living.
Do you think I could
possibly have it?
If you like, you may have it.
But I must warn you,
this place is filled with evil.
Mom, mom, um I don't think it's such
a good idea messing around with evil.
Call it a hunch.
It's okay, Max. The
parasites are all dead anyway.
Oh, man. I still don't see why we
couldn't have stayed a few more days.
You already missed
a week of school,
and I don't want
you falling behind.
Wasn't our trip to
Haiti educational?
Nice try. Now get off
to bed. It's school night.
Oh, yeah, yeah, about
that. I was thinking,
can't we put this
school thing off for
I don't know, say a month or so?
Upstairs, young man.
Oh, yuck. I thought I washed my
hands when I got home last night.
School. What a way to
ruin a perfectly good day.
No time for breakfast, Mom. I'll
just grab a candy bar at school.
Hey, what'cha do?
watch you water enough.
Oh, I must be suffering
a post-zombie delusion.
I'll see the school's Nurse.
Huh!
What?!
Whoa!
Excuse me, Sergeant.
I have an emergency report.
Now, I know this may sound crazy,
but zombies have taken over the city.
I don't know how it
happened, but I'm pretty sure
that's something to do
with my trip to Haiti.
Are you listening to me, man?
How did the parasites get here?
I mean, we didn't take
anything home with us.
We didn't bring
any fruit or anything.
Oh, no. The figurine.
They must have been inside!
Mom?!
Mom!
Mom! Anyone home?
Anything, home?
Whoa! And I thought it was
talking about to those silverfish!
Oh, Mom. Not you, too.
I hope you're not going to
take away my allowance for this,
but it's for your own good, Mom.
What's going on?
Something tells me I don't want to know.
I can't help but think
this is all my fault.
I just wanted something
special for the museum.
I never thought it could lead to
the end of civilization as we know it.
Hey, come on. It's okay,
Mom. It could happen to anyone.
Mighty one! Mighty one! Over here!
Virgil! Oh, I'm glad to see you!
Zombies have taken over!
Yes, yes, yes. Mighty Max, the very
world is threatened by this plague.
You must save mankind at once!
Come to Africa immediately.
The answer lies there.
Let me tell you how
to get to the portal.
Right!
- You might want to write this down.
You know how I
hate to repeat myself.
He's not going anywhere
without me, Buster.
It's kind of my fault.
Whoa!
Where are we?
In the middle of an
ancient burial ground.
Put that down! You don't
know where it's been!
Mom's been a little
overprotective lately.
In order to stop the zombies,
we must find the mother, Zomboid.
Okay, I'll fight. What
exactly is a Zomboid?
She is the source
of their existence.
By her own flame.
She will perish, and the undead
will be free to return to the living.
Those are the
words on the figurine.
I was going to say that.
Don't you think we should get
going before we're discovered?
Whoa!
- Whoa!
Stop it, the tickles!
Ah! More zombies!
Hey! Let go of me,
you walking post pile!
Mighty One, duck!
Nice shot, Normy!
Hmm, you all right, honey?
Mom, not in front
of the zombies.
I live for this sort of thing.
Once you pulverize your
first parasite, It's hard to stop.
Boy, Harry Bynes
has got nothing on you!
This job just keeps
getting better.
Unhand me, old vile creature!
Sorry, I got that
one a little close.
Okay, you guys, don't be afraid.
We're here to
(Screams)
Rescue you.
Boy, lousy manners.
Not even a thank you.
Come, if they ran that way,
the Zomboid must be this way.
What's that smell?
It's like something
crawled in here and died.
It's the stench of decay.
Methane is my guess.
You hear that?
I don't hear anything.
Me neither.
I don't like it.
I believe we may have found the
mother's Zomboid and her young.
Yeah, I noticed the
family resemblance.
Nobody move.
I don't think it can see us.
It appears only to be
able to detect motion.
So to be safe, all we
have to do is stand
here for the rest of our
lives and not move?!
By her own flame,
she will perish.
Parish? Who will perish?
If I can just get close enough,
I can stop the Zomboid!
Or vice versa.
Great! I don't have any matches.
Remember the
matches I took from you?
Here, son.
Thanks, Mom.
You're not going
to try and stop me?
No. I guess I finally
realized, it's not my job.
Now, do what you have to do.
After all, you are the Mighty One.
Here's your chance.
Hey, hey, over here!
No, here.
Over here, you disgusting thing.
All right, you big
mother Zomboid!
Whew, babe, you stink.
You ever hear him
under arm deodorant?
The matches!
(the Zomboid screams in pain)
Run!
Hurry, there's a
portal up ahead.
And just as mysteriously
as they appeared,
the zombies have
disappeared from Washington.
Once again, things
are back to normal.
Unfortunately, the government
is still moving as slow as ever.
Well, everything's
OK again, Mom.
You did well, Max.
I'm proud of you!
By the way, did you finish
cleaning up all the dead parasites?
Of course, Mom.
I got every last one of them.
I left no stone unturned.
You know you can trust
me to do what you tell me.
Oh, I trust you, Max.
I truly do.
Now, about your room.
The oldest republic in the
Western Hemisphere is:
The United States, the
second oldest, Haiti,
which declared its independence
from France in 1804.
The name Haiti comes from the
Taíno Indian word for "mountainous,"
and parts of the island still look as they
did when Columbus landed there in 1492.
I bet Columbus didn't
have to travel with his mom.
See you next week.