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: What about military forces just landing there? Pleakley
: Well that would be a BAD IDEA! These are extremely simple creatures, miss. Landing there would create mass mayhem and planet-wide panic!
] Grand Councilwoman
: Read the charges. Gantu
: Doctor Jumba Jookiba, you stand before this council accused of illegal genetic experimentation! Grand Councilwoman
: How do you plead? Jumba
: Not guilty! My experiments are only theoretical, and completely within legal boundaries. Grand Councilwoman
: We believe you actually... created something. Jumba
: Created something? Hah! But that would be irresponsible and unethical. I would never, ever...
[Stitch is revealed
: ...make... more than one.
: What is that monstrosity? Jumba
: Monstrosity? What you see before you is the first of a new species. I call it Experiment 626. He is fire-proof, bullet-proof, and can think faster than super computer. He can see in the dark, and lift objects three thousand times his size. His only instinct... to destroy everything he touches! Ha ha ha ha! Grand Councilwoman
: So it IS a monster. Jumba
: Eh, just a little one.
: Can we not simply destroy the island? Pleakley
: NO, crazyhead! The mosquito's food of choice, primitive humanoid lifeforms, have colonies all over that planet. Grand Councilwoman
: Are they intelligent? Pleakley
: No. But they're very delicate. In fact, every time an asteroid strikes their planet, they have to begin life all over. Fascinating, isn't it?
: Hey! Three days ago, I bought Stitch at the shelter. I paid two dollars for him. See this stamp? I own him. If you take him, you're stealing. Mr. Cobra Bubbles
: Aliens are all about rules. Grand Councilwoman
: You look familiar. Mr. Cobra Bubbles
: CIA. Roswell. 1973. Grand Councilwoman
: Ah, yes. You had hair then.
: Experiment 626. Give us a sign you understand any of this. Show us that there is something inside you that is good.
[Stitch clears his throat; the council members listen in anticipation
: Meega, nala kwishta!
[the entire council gasps in horror
] Grand Councilwoman
] So... naughty!
[Stitch laughs maniacally
: I didn't teach him that!
: A quiet capture would require an understanding of 626 that we do not possess! Who then, Mr. Pleakley, would *you* send for his extraction? Pleakley
: [thinks for a moment
] Does he have a brother?
[Councilwoman rolls her eyes
: Close relative, perhaps?
[Later, in the prison where Jumba is kept
] Friendly cousin? Neighbor with a beard?
: And as for that abomination, it is the flawed product of a deranged mind. It has no place among us. Captain Gantu, take him away. Gantu
: With pleasure.
: Take note of this. This creature is hereby sentenced to life in exile, a sentence that shall be henceforth served out here, on Earth. And as caretaker of the alien lifeform Stitch, this family is hereby under the protection of the United Intergalactic Federation. We'll be checking in now and then. Mr. Cobra Bubbles
: I was afraid you were going to say that. This won't be easy to explain back at headquarters. Grand Councilwoman
: I know what you mean.
: Heh heh, he got away? Grand Councilwoman
: I'm sure this comes as no surprise to you. Jumba
: I designed 626 to be unstoppable. Grand Councilwoman
: Which is precisely why you must now bring him back. Jumba
: What? Me? Grand Councilwoman
: And to reward you, we are willing to trade your freedom for his capture.
: [the Grand Councilwoman is yelling at Jumba
] YOU! You're the cause of all this! If it hadn't been for your Experiment 626, none of this... Stitch
] Stitch! Grand Councilwoman
: What? Stitch
: My name, Stitch. Grand Councilwoman
] Stitch then. If it wasn't for Stitch...
[turns to look at Stitch, surprised
: Does Stitch have to go in the ship? Grand Councilwoman
: Yes... Stitch
: Can Stitch say goodbye? Grand Councilwoman
: Yes. Stitch
: Thank you. Grand Councilwoman
: [to Nani and Lilo
] Who are you? Stitch
: This is my family. I found it, all on my own. Is little, and broken, but still good. Ya. Still good.
: Aloha! Grand Councilwoman
: Captain Stitch, the Counsel has - you have coconut cake on your uniform. Stitch
[takes his shirt and licks it off