What would it be like if food dropped like rain from the sky? Welcome to the town of Chewandswallow! If you haven't already, listen to the story here.
Video Transcript
Flint: My name is Flint Lockwood, and I've always wanted to invent something awesome.
Hair unbalder!
Tim: Ah!
Flint: Flying car!
Man: He wants to be smart, but that's lame!
Flint: But when my little town fell on hard times, all anyone could afford to eat was sardines. And because sardines are super gross...
Monkey: Gross!
Flint: This was my chance to show everyone what I was made of. Conversion of water into food.
Patrick: I'm Sam Sparks.
Sam: I'm Sam Sparks!
Flint: Looks like things in Swallow Falls are sardine...
Patrick: Ah!
Earl: You know what you are, Flint Lockwood? A shenaniganizer! Why can't you be more like my son, Cal?
Cal: Sup.
Flint: Sup.
And just when I thought my inventing days were over...
Townspeople: Ooh!
Earl: Ah!
Sam: Ah!
Flint: It really works!
Sam: I love it!
Singer: Any way you want it, that's the way you need it, any way you want it...
Flint: For the first time in my life, everybody loves something that I've done.
Boy: May I please have waffles?
Sam and Flint: Jello!
Tim: Steak.
Man: Pie!
Flint: Coming right up!
Earl: Can you look me in the eye and tell me, son, you've got this under control and it's not going to end up in a disaster?
Flint: These are big hot dogs.
I've got this under control and it's not going to end in a disaster. Oh!
Mamma mia!
The machine has a mind of its own!
Sam: We are about to be in the epicenter of a perfect food storm!
Children: No school!
Earl: Move it, move it! We are running out of time!
Sam: Flint!
Flint: The pizza's chasing us!
I've got to stop the machine! The fate of the world depends on me.
No big deal.
Narrator: Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs. In mouth-watering 3-D.
Girl: You are about to be crushed by a giant corn.
Townspeople: Ah!
Now, imagine you lived in a town where food was always falling from the sky. What kinds of food would you see?