OSCAR: Hey, Othmar, do you think this thing's going to be
able to get off the ground?
OTHMAR: Aw, sure, of course it flies.
I came all the way from the planet Zurkon, didn't I?
OSCAR: Oh yeah, yeah.
OLIVIA: Say, Oscar, what's going on?
OSCAR: Well, Othmar's going to take me for a little ride.
OLIVIA: Oh yeah?
Where are you going?
OSCAR: To the moon.
OLIVIA: Oh.
The moon?
OSCAR: What are you, an echo?
Yeah, to the moon!
OLIVIA: Well, how do you plan to get there, in this trash can?
OSCAR: Well, can you think of a better way?
Look, as a matter of fact, Olivia,
you could help us take off.
We need a countdown, see?
OLIVIA: Oh, OK.
OSCAR: So count from 10 down to 1.
And then after 1, we'll take off.
OLIVIA: You're going to take off?
OSCAR: Yeah.
OLIVIA: Yeah, OK.
OSCAR: OK.
Hey, Othmar?
Olivia's going to count us down, so we're all set.
OTHMAR: All right.
Prepare to take off.
OSCAR: Yeah.
[CRASHING]
Start her up, Othmar.
OTHMAR: Check.
[CRASHING]
OSCAR: OK, Olivia.
Start your count down.
OLIVIA: All right.
10, 9--
[CRASHING]
8--
OSCAR: Wait, hold it, hold it.
Olivia?
OLIVIA: Mhm?
OSCAR: Could you hand me that brown paper bag there
that's on the mailbox?
OLIVIA: Oh.
Oh, all right.
OSCAR: We almost forgot our lunch.
OLIVIA: Oh.
Be sure [? you're ?] [? going there. ?]
OSCAR: Yeah, OK.
OLIVIA: All right.
Ready?
OSCAR: OK.
Count down.
OLIVIA: OK.
10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.
[LAUNCHING SOUNDS]
OSCAR AND OTHMAR: Yee-ohh W-- yay!
[TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYING]
OSCAR: Whoa!
We're going up!
OTHMAR: Hey, it almost makes you sick, huh?
OSCAR: Whoa!
Want me to turn any of these switches on for you?
OTHMAR: Yeah, turn the [INAUDIBLE].
[EXPLOSION]
OSCAR: What's happening?
OTHMAR: Eh, we're just falling apart, Oscar.
Don't worry.
OSCAR: Oh, I love it.
[TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYING]
OLIVIA: Well now I've seen everything.
OSCAR: Hey, look at that.
We're leaving the earth.
Now there's nobody up here but you and me, alone at last.
[CHUCKLES]
OTHMAR: Yeah, if you want to be alone,
outer space is the place to be, Oscar.
OSCAR: So that's the earth.
What's all that white stuff?
OTHMAR: Eh, them's are clouds, Oscar.
OSCAR: Eh.
OTHMAR: Too bad it looks so pretty.
[CRASHING]
OSCAR: Hey, hey.
What's going on?
OTHMAR: Ah, we're going through the space dump.
OSCAR: Space dump?
OTHMAR: Yeah, there are lots of old satellites,
rockets up here that the earth people leave up here, you know?
OSCAR: Wow.
There is trash in outer space.
OTHMAR: There it is, Oscar, your moon.
OSCAR: Hey, it looks just like an old tennis ball
I found in the trash last week.
OTHMAR: [CHUCKLES]
OK, Oscar, we're coming in for a landing.
Keep your eye out for some place bumpy.
OSCAR: Oh yeah.
You're a grouch after my own heart.
Hey, look at that.
So that's what the moon looks like up close-- not bad.
It's got little holes all over it.
What a beautiful mess.
OTHMAR: Yeah, this is nothing.
Wait till you see it closer.
OSCAR: I can't wait.
Hey, Othmar, I'm getting a little angry.
How about you?
OTHMAR: Yeah, I guess so.
Traveling makes me hungry too.
What do you got?
OSCAR: Well, let's see.
Pastrami and peanut butter on stale rye, turkey and clams
on an old club roll.
OTHMAR: Yeah, yeah, I'll take that.
[CHEWING SOUNDS]
OSCAR: Mm, how's yours?
OTHMAR: Mm-mm, just terrible.
OSCAR: Yeah, mine too.
OTHMAR: Look, Oscar, we're really close to your moon now.
OSCAR: Wow, what a place!
No trees, no houses, and best of all, no people--
just a big desert with a lot of holes in it.
What a spot for a vacation!
OTHMAR: Yeah, I know.
OSCAR: Hey, let's land this thing, Othmar.
And then we can look around for a minute.
Then we better get back to Sesame Street.
OTHMAR: Hey, what's the rush?
OSCAR: Well, I just remembered.
I haven't insulted Olivia all day.
She's going to think I don't care.
OTHMAR: OK, we're down.
MUPPET: This is "nose" in English, right?
GIRL: Yeah.
MUPPET: What is that in Spanish?
GIRL: An nariz.
MUPPET: Nariz.
OK, you point to your nariz.
Nariz.
Nose.
Nariz.
Good.
Oh, now, what about this?