It's 8:00 in wonderful Coombs County,
where once again state police have refused to confirm or deny
more of those mysterious "lights in the sky" sightings by local residents.
Roving air reporters spoke with Miss Josie Floss,
who made just such a sighting.
I've seen those lights with my own eyes.
And when I called the police, they told me it was swamp gas.
Bullshit! Ain't no swamps in Coombs County!
I tell you, with them illegal aliens...
Gonna be a sparkling day.
Makes me crazy! Clara!
My electric's gone out again, Clara!
I'm gonna miss my soaps!
Oh, stop your yakking.
Bill, Elvira's blacked out again.
Pass the word.
Have a nice day, honey.
Okay, thanks, Mrs. Boone. You, too.
Elvira's got no electric.
She can't see her soaps, she'll hyperventilate.
Great day for a picnic, Maggie!
Can't wait, Mr. Boone. Catch yourself a big one!
If I can!
Granny, I fixed your lunch and put it in the fridge.
Have fun, child.
Sure you're gonna be okay?
I'll be fine, dear.
Now you just run along. Bye!
Hi, Mrs. Rogan.
Did you find that picnic basket yet?
It's in the living room.
Oh, thanks. Where's Alex?
Good morning, space-son Louis.
Elvira's electric is out again,
and she's gonna get hyper if she can't see her soaps!
Granny, tell Elvira that Alex will be over
to patch her electric in time for the soaps.
I'll tell her, Jane. Elvira!
Go tell Alex that I need him.
Louis Rogan, the cosmic cadet,
the space avenger, is on your case.
You have been recruited by the Star League to defend the Frontier
against Yur and the Ko-Dan Armada.
Get ready. Prepare for blastoff!
Okay. Let's go.
Prepare for target light practice, Starfighter.
Mom's looking for you, Alex.
Right there! Right there!
They're all through the center.
Shoot them, okay?
Now from the bottom up, okay.
There's one right over there.
Okay, doing good. Right up there.
Move your head, will you, Louis?
Hey, you guys. Hi. How you doing?
Come on, Alex. They're here!
Maggie, queen of the trailer park!
Well, Starfighter Alex Rogan requests permission
to turn the bridge over to my little brother, Louis, sir!
Okay, you dorks are dead.
You are defeated. 25 cents more, please.
Rogan, come on. Hey, Alex, how you doing, man?
Just a second. Big Al. Let's do it, buddy!
What are you doing?
Come on, Alex. Hurry up!
Alex, did it come yet?
Uh, no. I don't think so.
What's it this time, Rogan?
You joining the Foreign Legion?
Yes, sir, folks. Step right up.
Meet boy adventurer Alex Rogan
on the last leg of his worldwide tour to nowhere.
You guys think I'm gonna hang out here, watch you shine your pickup,
go to the drive-in, get drunk and throw up every Saturday night,
go to City College like everybody else?
Forget it, man. I'm doing something with my life.
Mr. Serioso. Alex!
Honey, Elvira's electric is out.
Oh, Ma, that's gonna take all day.
I was going to Silver Lake.
Honey, I know. I'm sorry. I'm working lunch and dinner.
I'm gonna be in town all day!
Oh, all right. Okay, Ma. I'll do it.
We're gonna be late.
You'd just better go ahead without me.
No. Alex, I'll stay.
No. That's okay. This'll take a while.
I'll catch up with you later.
See you, dude!
Alex, come help me!
Hey, Alex. Could you give me a hand here?
What should we do tonight?
I don't know.
How about cards?
Hey, that's a good idea.
But we played cards last night.
The missus wants to go into town tonight and go dancing.
The fish were really biting down there at the stream.
It was pleasant fishing today.
Yup. It's gonna be pleasant tomorrow, too.
Gonna be a pleasant summer according to Farmer's Almanac.
Yeah. I love the Farmer's Almanac.
I've been reading it for years.