- [all chattering] - [Sally] Are we there yet?
Hey, Charlie Brown, how's Snoopy handling his rejection from NASA?
I know how much he wanted to be a famous astronaut.
Actually, he's taking it pretty well.
I think.
[laughing sneakily]
[chattering]
- Hmm. - [stomach grumbling]
My tummy's getting grumbly for astronaut ice cream.
[shouting] Are we there yet?
Almost. I'm so excited, I could scream.
[screams]
You're weird, Marcie.
When we get to the Space Center, I want to find the portrait of Sally Ride,
the first American woman in space, and hang my own portrait beside it.
I want to unlock the secrets of the cosmos
and answer humankind's greatest questions.
"Why are we here? Are we alone?"
- [monotone] Definitely not. - Aaah!
I want to see the Skylab trainer, and the Apollo 17 command module,
and the real Saturn V rocket,
and the Apollo 13 lithium hydroxide canister, and...
We're here!
[all] Whoa!
- Yay! - [all] Yay!
Yay...
Snoopy?
[horn honks]
[tires squeal]
Snoopy!
Ha-ha-ha!
- [band playing] - [cheering]
[grunts angrily]
[buzzer sounds]
Aaah!
Ooh!
[grunting]
[person bellows]
- [gasps, sighs] - [Woodstock sighs]
[panting, sighs]
"Johnson Space Center Astronaut Training Facility."
Oh, Snoopy.
I had a feeling you were having trouble taking no for an answer.
[grunting]
[shouting angrily]
I don't think that's gonna work, Snoopy.
This is NASA. They're not gonna let in any people who aren't allowed to be there.
Or any beagles, for that matter.
- Now, how do we get back to the tour? - [buzzer sounds]
Wait for me!
Hey, my dog's in there!
Ow.
- Oh! - Oh!
Ah!
- [alarm ringing] - [gasping]
[gasping]
- [panting] - [Woodstock squeals]
[Woodstock squeaks]
[gasps, whimpers]
Ha-ha!
Hello. I am NASA's Computerized Astronaut Recruitment Adviser,
but you may call me CARA.
You must be my latest astronaut trainee,
since you made it to this highly secure area.
Huh-huh-huh.
Great, because any unauthorized person caught sneaking into this facility
would be in deep trouble.
Like this suspicious character here.
[gulps, whimpers]
Excellent. It's now time to begin your training.
Are you ready to work harder than you've ever worked before?
[gasps, chuckles nervously]
Good! Let's start with some light reading.
Whoa! Real moon rocks!
And moon dust.
[all] Wow!
Can you believe this rock is over 3.8 billion years old?
[gasps, sneezes]
[coughing]
Worth it.
- She shoots. She scores! - [buzzer sounds]
[whistle blows]
Very unsportsmanlike, sir.
Hey, where's Charlie Brown?
Do you think he's having as much fun as we are?
[thunderclap]
Hello!
As an astronaut, you'll need to solve complex problems at a moment's notice.
Huh, huh, huh.
[beeping]
Time's up.
Ma-ta!
- Hmm. - [chirping]
Working in space can be quite rigorous.
It's time for the endurance portion of your training.
Recruit?
Ahh. [gulps]
Ahh.
That is not what I meant by endurance.
Recruit, recruit, recruit.
I am not impressed by your performance so far.
But there is still time to turn things around and around and around!
Because it's time for your high g-force centrifuge training. [chuckles]
[robotically] This is my favorite part. [laughing]
This machine simulates the extreme pressure you will feel on your body
as you launch into space.
This will be incredibly uncomfortable, so try and relax.
[sighs]
- [bell chimes] - [chatters]
No, you cannot have a pillow.
Now, you'll notice the speed increasing as...
[chatters]
No, there is no beverage service.
[bell chimes]
[chatters]
Or hot towels.
[chatters]
Or chocolate chip cookies!
- [bell chimes] - [chatters]
- No! No. - [chatters]
- No. No! - [chatters]
No! Enough!
It appears you do not have what it takes to be an astronaut after all.
Aaah!
I try to be a responsible dog owner, but no one ever tells you what to do
when your dog sneaks into a secure government facility
so he can try and be an astronaut.
[sighs]
- [whistling] - [groans]
Snoopy! Boy, am I glad to see you.
[crying]
[chomps]
[howls, crying]
Good grief.