cally life was good.

- You know, it just don't get no better'n this.

- Yeah.

Then somethin'happened.

A giant meteorite struck the earth.

Good- bye, dinosaurs.

But what if the dinosaurs

weren't all destroyed?

What if the impact of that meteorite

created a parallel dimension...

where the dinosaurs continue to thrive

and evolve into intelligent...

vicious, aggressive beings, just like us?

And, hey!

What if they found a way back?

Hey, lady, what are you doing!

Ohhh!

- Where's the rock?

- Koopa!

Aaah!

Welcome to Miraculous World...

where each week

we ask unanswered questions.

Today on our Miraculous World,

another dimension...

the universe next door.

An alternate world separated
by time and space...

and yet somehow joined

and contiguous with our own.

Mario Brothers Plumbing,

no leak too small.

Uh- huh. Uh- hu... no, no, no.

Don't touch it. No, no...

It's not a big problem.

Just leave it to the professionals.

When I looked around,

I was somewhere else.

- Another dimension, you mean?

- Sure.

- Another dimension, the universe next door.

- Okay, we'll be right there.

Luigi!

We got a broken dishwasher at the Riverfront Caf.

You know what that means?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- We got work!

Oh, Mario, Mario, right now on "Miraculous World,"

this guy just found out...

that he was in another dimension.

The only thing miraculous I know

is that we're still eatin'...

- while we're goin' broke.

- We ain't "goin" broke, Mario. We're already there.

- Yeah?
- Ow! Oh!

Are you spendin'money

on this stuff? Look at this!

Yeah, but that's got the article about

the missing Brooklyn girls in it.

Oh, yeah? It's also got

one on the scientist...

- who turns brains into cheese.

- Yeah, well, you don't know. It could happen.

How could that possibly happen?

Anything's possible, Mario.

You just gotta believe.

I do believe. I believe

the rent is three months overdue.

That's what I believe.

- Hey, turn left here.

- Fine, fine.

Left! I said left!

- What are you doin'?

- I don't know, Mario.

Just trust me, I got a good feeling

about this alleyway. I don't know.

- What?

- My instincts tell me this would be faster...

Breathe in, big brother,

we'll get there.

Luigi!

You know, I read that sea turtles

navigate thousands of miles on instinct.

Not in New York traffic

they don't.

What're you complainin' about?

Come on, we're here, aren't we?

- You're getting worse.

- I'm gettin' worse?

How did we get into sea turtles?

- Faster. What'd I tell ya, huh?

- It's a miracle we made it alive.

I thought you didn't believe

in miracles, Mr. Tough Guy, huh?

Scapelli! Th