Transcript: Horrid Henry: Aliens Ate My Homework

(The toaster shoots out bread, and Mum takes the bread out of it)
Mum: HENRY! BREAKFAST! (Henry opens the door) Henry! You're not even dressed yet.
Horrid Henry: (sighs) I'm hungry. (opens the Sweet Tweets box and pours milk onto his bowl)
Perfect Peter: Finished, Mum. (stands up) Thank you for a delicious breakfast.
Mum: (sighs) Don't forget your homework, Peter.
Perfect Peter: I won't, Mum. Thank you.
Mum: Have you done your homework, Henry?
Horrid Henry: (stops eating) Ummm...
Mum: Because if you haven't, I wouldn't like to imagine what Miss Battle-Axe will have to say to you.
(Henry imagines of Miss Battle-Axe saying things to Henry)
Miss Battle-Axe: HENRY! (points to where Henry should go to) Sit at the front. One thousand lines! 'I will do my homework.' Time to clean out the storage cupboard, Henry.
(Henry gasps, and imagination ends)
Horrid Henry: Oh, couldn't you write me a note, and say I didn't do my homework, 'cause, uh...
Mum: 'Cause what, Henry?
Perfect Peter: Why don't you just tell her the truth, Henry?
Horrid Henry: The truth? (imagines of Henry thinking what he should do) Hmmm, let's see. Do my homework, or watch Too Cool For School? Mmmm, tough decision. What do you think, Fluffy? 
(Fluffy turns on the TV)
TV: Wanna win some money?
(imagination ends)
Mum: Henry. Peter asked you a question. Why can't you just tell her the truth?
Horrid Henry: No. Can't do that.
Mum: (shakes her head and takes the Sweet Tweets box) Hmmm, aliens ate my cereal packet. Huh, as if.
Horrid Henry: EUREKA! THAT'S IT! Aliens saved the day! (flings the bowl full of Sweet Tweets onto Peter's head)
Perfect Peter: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
(Title card shows)
Miss Battle-Axe: Well, Henry, I’m waiting. Where is your homework?
Horrid Henry: The aliens are it, Miss.
Miss Battle-Axe: Just how stupid do you think I am, Henry?
Horrid Henry: Uh, not stupid at all, Miss Battle-Axe.
Miss Battle-Axe: So and tell me about these aliens then, Henry.
Horrid Henry: Well, you see, it was like this, Miss Battle-Axe. It happened last night when Peter and me were playing Snap, just before having an early night.
(The scene reverts to flashback of Henry and Peter playing together while Dad was reading his book)
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