Leroy & Stitch

Gantu:
I noticed the little Earth girl never captured you!

6-2-5:
I guess the one place I belong is with my blubber-butt buddy, Gantu!

Gantu:
Maybe THAT was my problem all along!

6-2-5:
What? Your blubber butt? Hahaha!

Hämsterviel:
Perhaps I will mimic the little earth girl and name you with your very own name! I shall call you...Spike!

Gantu:
She already used that one.

Hämsterviel:
Very well, then. Kixx!

Gantu:
Used it.

Hämsterviel:
Slugger?

Gantu:
Done.

Hämsterviel:
Cannonball?

Gantu:
He jumps in the water, makes awesome waves!

Hämsterviel:
D'oh!

Jumba:
Why not just call it 6-2-7?

Gantu:
You already made 6-2-7.

Jumba:
I did?

Hämsterviel:
Shut up! I am naming the naming here! I'll think of it! (thinks) I've got it! I shall name you...Leroy!

Both Jumba and Gantu laugh.

Hämsterviel:
What? It is a genius name!

Gantu/Hamsterviel:
626?!

Stitch:
Aloha, gerbil boy.

Hamsterviel:
This is all so perfect a test for my new creation (Hey it's my creation!) Whatever. (Releases his new experiment) Leroy DESTROY HIM!!!

Lilo:
6-2-5? I never gave you a name, did I?

625:
A name? For me?

Lilo:
Let's see. How about Patty, short for Patty Melt.

(6-2-5 frowns)

Lilo:
Or Monte, like a Monte Cristo?

(6-2-5 holds his nose.)

Lilo:
Or Pita, Pita, Sandwich Eata!

6-2-5:
(laughs) I don't think so.

Lilo:
I know! Reuben!

Reuben (6-2-5):
The classic corned beef and sourkraut on rye. Reuben! Oh, I like that.

Hämsterviel:
I think that went very well, don't you?

Gantu:
Actually, I think...

Hämsterviel:
I did not ask you what you think!

Gantu:
Actually, you did. I...

Hämsterviel:
No! It was a rhetorical question! Don't you know what a rhetorical question is?

Gantu:
Yes, sir. I believe it's...

Hämsterviel:
No, No! That was a rhetorical quesion, too! Ugh!

(To avoid Leroy who have found Lilo and Rubuen having been let out of their cell by Gantu, they escape by Rubuen climbing the ceiling)

Gantu 6-2-5, when did you learn to climb ceilings?

Rubuen The name is Rubuen

Gantu:
You never did understand the meaning of "Aloha", did you?

Hämsterviel:
Well, I think it means...

Gantu:
That was a retorical question.

Hämsterviel:
Ugh!

[Hamsterviel prepeares to blast all of the experiments into oblivion with the BRB 9000's cannon]

Hamsterviel:
Aloha! As in...goodbye.

[As the cannon prepares to fire, the GACC van drops out of hyperspace and heads towards the ship]

Stitch:
Kalabunga!

[The GACC van fires a cannon of its own, destroying the BRB 9000's cannon and narrowly avoiding crusing Hamsterviel and Leroy. The van lands and everyone gets out]

Jumba:
Who would've thought carpool van had such sophisticated weapons system?

[Stitch tries to save himself, Jumba and Pleakly from a black hole]

Pleakly:
[cheering like a cheerleader] Go little monster! Save us, save us from the black hole! Yeah!

[Lilo sees all the equipment set up for Alohapalooza]

Lilo:
[to Stitch] Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

Stitch:
[doing an air guitar and an Elvis impersonation] Rock and Roll baby!

Lilo:
Jumba: sound!

'Jumba:
Cranking up to evil 11!

Lilo:
Pleakly: lights!

Pleakly:
[tries to turn on the stadium lights but blinds himself] Bright! Very bright!

Lilo:
Gantu: uh [looks at Gantu's blaster] fireworks?

Gantu:
Gladly!

[Gantu fires his gun into the air catching the attention of the battling experiments. Stitch emerges on stage dressed in an Elvis constume]

Stitch:
Aloha cousins! [starts playing but a string breaks] Achuta.

[Stitch quickly fixes the string and sings "Aloha Oe" aling with Lilo and Reuben with some of the experiments playing instruments. All of the Leroys start to shut down shut down]

Lilo:
It's working! Aloha totally rocks!

[All of the Leroys shut down including the original]

Hamsterviel:
Not my original Leroy! [spots all of the experiments looking at him angrily and gulps before they start tossing him around like a beach ball] I am not beach ball-like, I am hamster like!

Grand Councilwoman:
Mr. Gantu, would you be interested in resuming your position as Captian of the Galactic Armada?

Gantu Would I?! [quickly calms himself] I mean yes Your Eminence, but on one condition.

Grand Councilwoman:
Condition?

Gantu:
I'd like to request experiment 6-2-5, ahem, Reuben as my Galley Officer.

Reuben:
No kidding?

Gantu:
I've grown rather fond of your egg salad.

Grand Councilwoman:
Granted.

[Last lines]

Lilo:
Okay, everybody, this is it! For the last picture in my book: a group shot, the whole ohana! Everybody say "Aloha!"

All:
Aloha!

Captain Gantu:
[after trying and failing to make his ship run] Blitznak! Without the reserved engines, this ship is stupid and useless!

6-2-5:
Just like you!

Gantu:
[sighs] Who am I kidding? You're right. I couldn't hold on to a single one of those experiments.

6-2-5:
Hey, you still got me; Your faithful, sandwich-making pal.

Gantu:
[noticing] Yes. I noticed the little Earth girl never captured you.

6-2-5:
I guessed the one place I belonged was with my blubber-butt buddy, Gantu.

Gantu:
Maybe that was my problem all along.

6-2-5:
What? Your blubber butt? [chuckles]

6-2-5:
Hmmph, Gantu schmantu. Who needs him? Nothing but a pain in the patookie anyhow. Didn't even like my egg salad. [mockingly] "More mayonnaise, less dill weed."

Lilo:
Uh, hello?

6-2-5:
Sorry, we're not open.

Lilo:
"Open"?

6-2-5:
I'm turning this dump into the best spaceship-shaped sandwich shop on the island.

Lilo:
Where's Gantu?

6-2-5:
He left. But I'm naming a sandwich after him; The Open-Faced Double-Decker Blubber Butt.

Lilo:
[cringing] I won't ask what's in it. [innocently] I brought you something.

[6-2-5 takes out a sandwich from a paper bag]

6-2-5:
[surprised] Peanut butter and jelly? [sniffs, bashfully] Gee, nobody's ever made me a sandwich. [chuckles, then looks suspiciously] Hey, what do you want?

Lilo:
I need to call Stitch.

6-2-5:
Sorry. Videophone's busted, like everything else in this dump.

Lilo:
Can you fix it?

6-2-5:
Why should I? Gantu's the only one who'd call, and I ain't answering. From now on, I'm looking out for old number 6-2-5.

Lilo:
6-2-5? I never gave you a name, did I?

6-2-5:
A name? For me?

Lilo:
Let's see. How about Patty, short for Patty Melt.

[6-2-5 frowns]

Lilo:
Or Monte, like a Monte Cristo?

[6-2-5 holds his nose]

Lilo:
Or Pita, Pita, Sandwich Eata! [chuckles]

6-2-5:
[sarcastic chuckle] I don't think so.

Lilo:
I know! Reuben!

6-2-5 [now named Reuben]:
Huh. The classic corned beef and sauerkraut on rye. Reuben! Ooh, I like that. (I think I'll keep that one.) So, uh, does this give me official cousin status? You know, full ohana rights? All that aloha stuff?

Lilo:
Depends. You have to give aloha to get some back. So, you're gonna help me fix the videophone?

Reuben:
Sure. Why not? It's Lilo, right?

Lilo:
Uh, you sure that's gonna work?

Reuben:
You'd be amazed. Pickle juice is a great conductor.

[The video phone powers up]

Reuben:
You may thank me later.

Lilo:
I'll thank you now. Mahalo, Reuben.

Reuben:
[chuckles] No problem, Lilo.