We're gonna sneak out and watch
the rest of the marathon in Lisa's bunker. - Great idea, but how are we going to break
through her security system? - Oh, please.
The code is her birthday. Lisa may be a genius, but she's terrible
at creating passcodes. <i> [suspenseful music]</i> <i> - And now back to</i> <i> "Swarm of the Zombies
Part Two: Runaway Brain."</i> <i> - We may not be able
to stop these freaks,</i> <i> but we can slow them down.</i> [zombie snarls, groan] <i> - We now return to
"Part 3: Brain Man."</i> <i> - [strains]
Don't worry!</i> <i> No one's getting into
our secret hideout, Goldie!</i> [dog barks] - Hey, zombies,
got some fresh brains for you! <i> Skull to table!</i> [zombies snarl] <i> - Now back to
"Part Four: Citizen Brain."</i> <i> [zombies snarl, yell]</i> <i> - And now back
to the exciting conclusion</i> <i> of "Part 5: Nothing Ventured,
Nothing Brained."</i> [zombies snarl, groan] - Wanna do the honors,
Goldie? [dog barks, beeping] [zombies yell] - Yeah!
- I knew they could do it! [alarm beeps]
Ooh, it's 7:00 a.m. We better sneak back up
to my room. <i> [suspenseful music]</i> - Oh, good.
No one's up yet. <i> ♪ </i> Hmm.
I guess they are up. - Pretty early
for a Saturday, isn't it? - I wonder where they are. Mom?
Dad? They're gone, too?
I better call them. [phone beeps]
Hmm, no service. - No electricity, either. <i> ♪ </i> - This is weird.
Come on. - [pants] - Mr. Grouse? - His place is empty too. And it looks like he left
in a hurry. [both panting] <i> ♪ </i> - Hmm, empty houses,
abandoned streets, no power. If I didn't know better, I'd swear we woke up
in a zombie apocalypse. - Ha, that's funny.
It does kinda look like it. The only thing missing
is an actual-- [gasps, zombie groans] both: Zombie!
- Run! - [pants] We lost it, but who knows
how many more are out here? [gasps] Do you think
they got our families? - I doubt it. Lynn's a black belt
and Lola's a biter. - Yeah, and my dads
are really tough. They once fought off
50 angry shoppers for an antique candelabra. - Listen, Clyde,
we knew this day would come. Right now, let's get
to our secret hideout for supplies
and zombie-fighting gear. - Good call!
both: Clincoln McCloud! [both pant, grunt] <i> ♪ </i> [both grunt] - Mind if we stop
at the Burpin' Burger? I need to use the bathroom. I know it's
for paying customers, but I really have to go. - It's the apocalypse, Clyde. I think that rule
is out the window. - Huh, looks like everyone
left here in a hurry too. - Or were attacked by zombies! Clyde? [ zombie moans]
The zombies. - Never mind!
I'll pee later! - Remember what
Colonel Austin said? We might not
be able to stop them, but we can slow 'em down. <i> [dramatic music]</i> [both grunting] [zombie moans] - Clincoln.
- McCloud. [both mimic explosion] [both pant] - Okay, Flip's looks
zombie-free. Grab what you can! I put a ton of cheese and
crackers in our secret hideout, but that was, like,
five years ago. <i> - Freeze, bozos!</i> <i> There are no freebies
in Flip's house!</i> both: Flip!
- He's alive! <i> - Freeze, bozos!</i>
both: Huh? <i> - There are no freebies
in Flip's house!</i> - Do you think
the zombies got him? - I hope not. He's got the secret recipe
for Flippees. - [groaning, gasps] - [moaning] [both grunt, groaning] - Eat congealed cheese,
zombie! <i> [dramatic music]</i> [both grunt] - Quick,
into the secret hideout! - [groans] [radio tuning, yells] - Ooh, I think
we've got something. <i> - This is Mayor Davis.</i> <i> If there are any stragglers
out there,</i> <i> I urge you to please
come to the mall.</i> <i> - Lincoln, Clyde,
she's talking to you!</i> <i> Get your butts down here!</i> <i> - Lola!
Give that back to the mayor!</i> - Yes!
- Our families are okay! Now we just need
to get to them. - Clyde, wait!
[zombies moaning] - More zombies? What do we do?
I know! Throw our spiciest jerky at 'em
and give 'em heartburn. - Or we borrow another move
from Colonel Austin! [yells] [zombies moan] - Fresh brains over here! <i> And you're gonna wanna
munch on mine.</i> <i> I just aced my math test!</i> [zombies moan] - Let's move!
