D There's a hundred And four days of summer vacation *
* And school comes along just to end it *
* So the annual problem For our generation *
* Is finding a good way to spend it *
* Like maybe *
* Building a rocket or fighting a mummy *
* Or climbing up the Eiffel Tower *
* Discovering something That doesn't exist d.
Hey!
D Or giving a monkey a shower *
* Surfing tidal waves *
* Creating nano-bots Or locating Frankenstein's brain d.
It's over here!
D Finding a Dodo bird *
* Painting a continent *
* Or driving our sister insane *
Phineas!
D As you can see There's a whole lot of stuff to do *
* Before school starts this fall d.
Come on, Perry!
D So stick with us 'cause Phineas and Ferb Are gonna do it all! *
* So stick with us 'cause Phineas and Ferb Are gonna do it all! d.
Mom, Phineas and Ferb are making a title sequence!
Hello, boys. I thought I heard a noise out here.
Oh, hey, Dad.
Say, there is something pretty peculiar going on here.
Now, don't tell me.
You've turned the entire garage upside down.
Now, why on earth would you do that?
We're searching for Ferb's favorite skateboard.
Dear, are you aware the boys have turned the garage
upside down looking for Ferb's skateboard?
As long as they clean up after.
Oh, righto.
Oh, just a minute.
Does that skateboard have a Union Jack on the bottom?
That's the one.
Turn the thing right-side up and come in the house.
I believe I've solved your mystery.
You heard him, Ferb. Let's turn it over.
So, what do you got, Pop?
Take a gander at what a certain old geezer posted on his blog.
Hey, it's Grandpa!
Ferb,
you must have left your skateboard in England the last time we were there.
I know, we could create a highly intricate
and sophisticated machine that will transport any object
from anywhere on the globe to our back yard.
Well, why don't you just build a new skateboard?
Yeah, I don't think so.
If it's all the same with you, Father, we're going to build the machine.
Whoa, Mom, what's with the getup?
I'm on my way to join Vivian Garcia-Shapiro
at the Mexican-Jewish Cultural Fair today.
Would you like to come along?
Let me think. Um, no.
Oh, well, suit yourself, bubelita.
Let's give her a trial run.
Start with something small.
Check it out, dweebs.
Bet you can't shoot this apple off my head.
Hm, not really what I meant, but OK.
But I still got my apple here, William Tell.
Nice buzz cut. High and tight.
Hey, it worked!
Now, let's try it on something more complex.
I'm complex. Really, I'm like an onion.
Whoa, it's like there's thousands of you guys.
Oops. I forgot to install the fly filter.
Better try that again.
Sorry, Buford. Are you all right?
I have a weird craving for something stinky.
He's all right.
OK, Ferb, let's get that skateboard
before Grandpa breaks his neck.
What in blazes?
Yes, it worked.
Oops.
I say, that's peculiar.
My blooming feet have gone missing.
I can breathe again.
I smell lupines.
Better send his feet back.
They're back!
Egad, they're facing behind me!
I say… I could get the hang of this.
Now, I can finally see where I've been.
Cracking.
Now, let's try out that half pipe.
Hey, where's Perry?
Hello, Agent P.
Nice entrance today.
Simple and understated. I like it.
Anyway, we have a situation.
We recently discovered that all of the mimes
in Danville Park have been trapped
in actual invisible boxes.
It took days to discover because,
well, everyone just assumed they were really good mimes.
I'm not even a mime.
I'm a robot guy.
We're convinced that it has something to do
with the new machine Dr. Doofenshmirtz has been working on.
We're sending you a photo of his new "inator."
Oh, yeah, it looks evil, all right.
You'd better destroy it.
Good luck, Agent P.
Hey guys, what'cha you doin'?
We're conducting an experiment
with our mega-halfpipe and our new photo-transporter.
OK, Ferb, let her rip!
No way.
Oy, caramba! I've got to tell Mom.
Now, where did she say she was going again?
D It's a Mexican-Jewish *
* Cultural festival *
* Mexican-Jewish *
* Cultural festival *
* Yee-haw d d Olé *
* There is kreplach on tostadas A pupik in our pinata d
* We kibitz when we lambada How are things in Ensenada? *
* We put bottles on cabezas We do mitzvahs up on mesas d
* And we're coming to your places With big smiles upon our faces *
* It's the Mexican-Jewish *
* Cultural festival *
* Mexican-Jewish *
* Cultural festival d.
Olé! Candace, I'm so glad you could make it.
Mom, you gotta come home right away.
Phineas and Ferb have… They… They built a…
A thing that… That…
Oh, what's the use?
I'll only drag you home to find
that the boys' contraption I wanna show you
has inexplicably disappeared
and once again you'll think I've lost my marbles.
That does seem to be a pattern, doesn't it?
Come on, enjoy the festival!
Here, have a dreidel-raca.
You think your machine could find my long-lost teddy bear?
I got his picture right here.
Hm. Let's give it a shot.
Teddy Boo-Boo!
Where have you been? You bad bear.
I bet you've been on the road again, haven't you?
Well, you're grounded, mister.
Oh, I love you.
You know, Mrs. Garcia-Shapiro, every time I try to show my mom something,
it disappears and she thinks I'm crazy. What do you think I should do?
Eat, you're too thin.
Have a matzo-burrito.
Uh, thanks.
D Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated d.
Who's tap-tap-tapping? Is that that pesky raven again?
Oh, big surprise.
Perry the Platypus.
And by "surprise" I mean completely…
I got nothing.
I was really expecting a raven.
I'll be honest. And by the way,
you're trapped in an invisible box.
Yes, I know I've trapped you before in an invisible cage.
But this is different. It's a box.
It's all part of my evil plan
to rid the world of annoying mimes.
You see, recently,
I was strolling through the park, when suddenly I had the strangest feeling
that people were looking at me and laughing.
Probably because people were actually looking at me and laughing.
And I couldn't figure out what was going on
until I turned around and saw a mime.
He was mocking me.
My walk, my incessant hang-wringing,
my mantis-like posture.
Then that I decided to get even.
Behold!
The Mime-Inator!
With this baby, I'm going to trap every mime
in the Tri-State Area
in their very own invisible box.
I know, huh?
Fun with irony.
OK, Ferb, we're ready. How about you?
Whee!
I'm tasting the clouds.
I'm feeling the ozone.
I'm drying my pits.
Say queso.
Wait a minute.
The photo-transporter.
All I have to do is put my mom's photo in the machine.
Then she'll be transported right to the boys, right?
Uh, yes.
Then the boys' invention can't disappear
before Mom sees it because she'll be in it!
It's foolproof!
Phineas and Ferb will be busted once and for all.
Can I borrow this? Thanks.
Hey, my mom gave me that.
Smile.
Ah-ha. Ah-ha!
Aw, it's nice to see you giving up your obsession
with the boys and getting into the spirit of things.
Perry the Platypus, you really are quite the mime.
It really looks like you're inside an invisible box…
Oh, that's right.
You really are inside an invisible box.
I'm already tired of that joke, but I can't stop saying it.
You know, it worked so well with the mimes,
I've decided to put everyone in the Tri-State Area in an invisible box.
Oh, for crying out loud!
And now to pull the switch. Ah! Oh!
Thanks for the headache.
Thanks for the faceache.
Has everyone had a chance to try the machine?
Yeah, I got my teddy bear.
I got my missing Mindy doll.
And I found my missing Uncle Maleek.
Baljeet, I was just on vacation.
Oh, were you having a good time?
I was.
Perry's not back yet.
I know. I'll put a photo of him in the machine
and transport him back here.
No, Perry the Platypus! Don't press the self-destruct button!
You're all so busted!
Oh, there you are, Perry.
Move it!
This is it. The ultimate bust!
OK.
Whoopsies.
Aw, come on.
You gotta put more effort into it.
Oy, caramba.
More effort, you got it.
Yes, it worked!
- Mom! Mom, look! - Where's the pinata?
Where did he go?
He was standing right there,
about to foil my evil plans, and I'm…
And now I'm totally free to go forward
with my heinous project.
Woo-hoo!
- There's no candy in me! - Look out!
Can somebody please tell me if I'm warm or cold?
- You're cold! - There's no candy in me.
Why is this happening?
And now…
Invisible boxes for everyone!
Sure, why not.
Mom, look! Mom, look!
Oh, my goodness.
I walked all the way home?
I guess it's hard to judge distances blindfolded.
Well, snacks, anyone?
B-b-b-but… B-b-b-but… B-b-b-but… B-b-b-but
* There is no candy in me There is no candy in me *
* I am just a little boy There is no candy in me *
* Your mother is blindfolded So she cannot see *
* She attacked me with a bat There is no candy in me d.
Nerd ain't no pinata.
It's totally time for our totally favorite TV show.
Hey, Jeremy. Care to have a seat?
I have something to show you.
It's impossibly important.
Oh, it's starting. Shh.
D Oh, yeah *
* Everybody get up Time to shimmy and shake *
* Stomp and twist till your ankles break *
* Jumpin' all around like a pogo stick *
* Let's all dance until we're sick *
* Let's all dance until we're sick d.
Hiya, Nikki Stars here.
Get ready, Danville.
This week the world's most popular dance contest is coming to you.
See, Jeremy? That's my surprise.
They're taping here in Danville and I've already entered us.
No way! You guys are totally gonna win!
Sure, Candace.
Um, I'm gonna go get some fresh air, OK?
OK.
He's so excited he can't breathe.
So, brother of mine, what endeavor shall we engage in today?
Hey, Jeremy. What's the haps, big guy?
Oh, man, your sister's entered us in some big dance show
and, you know, I just don't wanna let her down.
So, what's the problem?
Have you seen the fancy dancing on the show?
I can fake it in the school auditorium,
just not on a nationally syndicated dance show.
Well, maybe Ferb can teach you.
- Wow, that's really… - Bup-bup.
Wait for it.
There's no way I can learn that by tonight.
Hm. Maybe you don't have to.
Ferb, I know what we're gonna do today.
What?
Oh, sorry.
Hey, I wonder where Perry is.
Ah, Agent P.
It seems Dr. Doofenshmirtz has been buying up
the entire Tri-State Area's supply of potatoes, bacon
and whole boatloads of chopped green onions.
Sounds like a recipe for evil. Literally.
So, uh, get cooking, Agent P.
Monogram out.
So here it is.
The Ferbulistic Groove-a-tron 9000.
How's that supposed to help me?
You put it on under your clothes,
and nobody will see this electronic exoskeleton
helping you with dance moves.
Ferb does a fancy dancing move over here,
and you do the same fancy move over there.
Sweet.
D Doofenshmirtz Evil In… d.
Intruder alert.
Well, well, well, look who's here,
Perry the Platypus,
all shackled up and no place to go.
Uh, I think we made too much potato salad, Norm.
I… I guess we'll have to give everyone
a two-ton take-home container.
And I still think you should have added more green onions.
Well, next time you can do all the cooking,
and I'll stand around coming up with evil plans that ultimately fail.
Wow, cutting deep, man.
Well, I'm off to our annual evil potluck and press conference.
I'll just leave you here to, you know, meet your doom.
Look, I saw this in a movie once.
I didn't catch the ending,
'cause I had other things to do, but i-it seemed pretty foolproof.
Well, gotta run. I can't be in two places at the same time,
but of course, soon you'll be able to.
Norm, let's go.
Would it kill you to say please once in a while?
Are you going to be like this all day?
Yes. Yes, I am.
We are so going to win this thing, Jeremy.
We are going to win!
Dancers, your dance floor awaits.
Our dancers will boogie until they get axed by the judges.
If your light goes out your time is up.
Now, let the dancing begin!
Ready?
All right, Heinz. Where's the press?
Patience, Dr. Blood Pudding, they'll be here.
When have I ever let you guys down?
Far too often, Doofenshmirtz.
Far too often.
Rodney, I don't remember inviting you.
I told you, I prefer you use my full name:
Alois Everard Elisabeth Otto
Wolfgang Hypatia Gunter Geilen Gary Cooper Von Rodenstein.
Anyway, today is the day we reveal to the Tri-State Area
the existence of the League Of Villainous Evildoers.
Maniacally United For Frightening Investments.
In Naughtiness.
You want us to be called "LOVE MUFFIN"?
Oh, good grief! It doesn't matter what we're called.
What's important is that we get our evil message
out to the people of the Tri-State Area!
And how are we going to do that
with no TV cameras or no press of any kind?
They'll be here. They'll be here.
Clearly the buffet alone will bring them.
Yummy, yummy, potato salad.
And we do seem to have a surplus of that.
Did you expect everyone to lug home two-ton take-home bags?
- No. - Yes.
Shut it, Norm. Who's side are you on, anyway?
And the press will be here, Rodney.
I don't think so, Heinz.
- Dr. Diminutive? - Here, look.
All the press in town is covering this.
That's right, Let's Dance Till We're Sick,
is filming here in Danville.
And I've got all the live coverage, 24/7.
Huh. Well, if the press won't come to us,
we'll go to the press.
To the dance hall!
Attention, miserable citizens of Danville!
Uh, hello? Evil scientist speaking.
Can…? Can I get a camera over here?
What, nothing?
Why are they so focused on these dancers?
Because it's a dance contest, Heinz.
Clearly, they're only filming the best dancers.
Hm. Wait, that's it.
OK, split up and start dancing like you've never danced before.
Whoever gets on camera first can deliver our message of evil.
They're terrible.
Oh, the humanity!
This looks like a job for Alois Everard Elisabeth…
Oh, can it, Rodney!
I think we both know that I'm a better evil dancer than you.
See this? It's my hand. You can talk to it.
All right. Hey, ha-ha.
D My evil dancing's better than yours *
* It's like you're stuck in a canoe But you got no oars d.
See you on the dance floor.
Nobody talks to my hand that way.
Agent P., you must stop Doofenshmirtz
and his unnamed gang of evil scientists
before they broadcast their message of evil
and interrupt what has quickly become
mine and Carl's favorite show.
Well, this shindig is in full swing!
Looks like the judges are starting to eliminate dancers.
Who will survive?
You know, they're eliminating people. Let's kick it up a notch.
People of the Tri-State Area, you may begin quaking in fear
at your earliest possible convenience…
Wait, really?
Were…? Were you even watching that move?
Hello, my future subjects,
It is I, Alois Everard Elis…
Pearls before swine.
So I represent the League Of Villainous Evildoers.
Maniacally United For Frightening Investments…
Ah, philistine, that… That was a perfectly good Charleston.
D Yeah, yeah, yeah d.
Wow, you are really good!
Bravo, bravo! Go Candace!
D Ooh, ooh d.
Oh, man, that guy is awesome!
D Oh, yeah d.
Looks like someone's a fan favorite.
D Ooh d.
Hello, again, my… Oh!
D Yeah, yeah, yeah *
* Whoo *
* Oh, yeah d.
Wait, that's my spotlight.
If anyone's pushing this dancer out of the way, it's me.
Oh, no, Doofenshmirtz. I was here first.
Am I gonna have to talk to your hand again?
Maybe in your own mind.
D Let's dance d.
- No! Mine! - This is awkward.
D Go, Perry d.
And look, there's only one dancer left standing.
Let's see what he does.
Say, that was some fabullicious dancing out there!
I see quite a future for someone with moves like that.
Is she saying what I think she's saying?
How'd you like to dance till you're sick every week?
Do it, Jeremy. Do it!
We could be stars.
Dancing stars. We can…
Candace, I can't do this.
All those great dance moves I've been doing today,
well, it was actually…
That's kind of disturbing.
It was this crazy contraption doing all those dance moves.
If you want to see what a real dancer looks like,
then here you go.
Well, it looks like my work here is done.
But I'm sorry about all this, Candace.
I… I just didn't wanna let you down.
Oh, Jeremy, you weren't gonna let me down.
I just wanted you to come out with me and have a good time.
And you know, dance till we're sick.
Well, I am feeling a little dizzy.
I got you, big guy.
They should have called it.
Let's All Dance Till We're in Intensive Care.
Wow.