"Alright, Gir. I couldn't find US Patent Office on the map but it was in the travel guide. Now we have to go to New Yurk City."

"Happy Land!"

"No Gir!"

After travelling to the airport and on a plane to New 'Yurk' they finally ended up in front of the Patent Office.

"Ahh The US Patent Office Now to take what is rightfully mine!"

He walked in. He left an hour later, one patent richer.

"Hahaha!"

He tried to buy another plane ticket, but had no more money.

"Gir, we have to find a way to get back home."

Gir began jumping up and down. "I know, I know!"

"You do?"

Gir grabbed Zim, put him on his back and flew of on his jet legs.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGGHHH!!!" Zim screamed.

"WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!" Gir squealed.

Somewhere in the Arizona desert they crashed.

Zim rubbed his head. "Ow."

Gir ran around laughing. "Let's do it again!"

"We're worse off now than before, Gir! Now how to fix this" Zim remembered the goo jar in his pocket. "Come here Gir. I have a plan."

Zim put some of the goo in Gir's engines.

"Alright Gir, homeward!" Gir shot into the air and they flew even faster than before.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUGGGGGGHHH!!!"

"WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"