You didn't eat your broccoli.
No broccoli, no TV.
Milo. Is that broccoli?
No. That's vomit but I understand the confusion.
I told you to eat that.
Well... you are not going to make me eat it now, are you?
I'm going to say 'I'm sorry'.
Mom?
Let her go.
Wait! Let me go!
I'm in a spaceship!
This is so cool!
Welcome to Mars.
My name is Gribbol.
What's your name?
Milo. I better call you My bro.
Check it.
What is going on?
Fact is... Mars needs moms.
So the aliens are stealing them from the Eart to raise their own kids.
You're gonna have so much fun here.
You and me bro ... playing video games all day ...
Oh, disgusting!
I just want to find my mum.
She's the one who feeds me.
She vacuums the house.
Oh. Come on!
Are you sure this is gonna work?
Trust me.
Don't worry, buddy. I got you.
I pushed the wrong one.
Oh my Gosh!
Not busting you.
She talks kind of funny but I think she's trying to help us.
How do we get passed all those Marsians?
Mars needs moms.