* 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!
Goodbye, boys, have a great day! I'm off to work.
Goodbye, Dad, have fun buying from auctions and private sales,
performing minor refurbishments to the purchased items,
marking up the price and then selling them to your customers.
Our dad sells antiques.
You know, Ferb, it's strange how we wave our hands when we say goodbye.
It seems so arbitrary.
Why don't people jump up and down,
or stick out their tongues, or slap their thighs?
Well, if by that you mean we should create a whole new form of communication
then I couldn't agree more.
That was some nice gesturing, Ferb.
Do some more.
Ah! "I… know… what… we're… going… to do… spatula!"
Oh, "today." Ha!
I really should have known that from the context!
Oh, here's another one.
"Hey… where's… spatula?"
Oh, context again.
Ah, Agent P! Sorry, I'm running a little late this morning.
Our satellites haven't picked up any inator activity
coming from Doofenshmirtz,
but that's no indication that he isn't up to something.
We want you to get down there and have a little look-see.
Good hunting, Agent P!
Finally, when someone sneezes, rather than say, "Gesundheit,"
just play a flugelhorn and give them your left shoe.
I think we've nailed down the nonverbal cues.
Now let's look at the syntax.
Candace? What's wrong, honey?
Mom! They're doing stuff out there!
Candace, they're just writing on a whiteboard.
Yes, that's it! They're plotting. And you know what that leads to.
Implementing!
Candace, you need to lighten up a little, take it easy.
Do you know what I do to relax?
You eat some pie and then lay down
in that old sensory deprivation tank we keep in the basement.
That's right. Would you like to try it?
Um, I'm gonna go with no, but thank you.
Well, you should still try to relax.
Mom, I don't need to relax. I need to bust Phineas and Ferb.
Well, listen, sweetie, you said so yourself,
they're just plotting, right?
That gives you plenty of time to go to the mall
before they start implementing!
Yeah, that makes a lot of sense. Maybe
hey, wait a second, are you making fun of me?
Maybe just a little.
She's right. I probably have plenty of time to go to the mall.
OK, Ferb, let's start implementing.
D Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated! d.
Just one more bolt, righty-tight
* Perry d.
So, Perry the Platypus, we meet again.
But this time the advantage is mine!
Hey, what are you waiting for, Norm? We rehearsed this, like, a thousand times!
When I say, "Ah, Perry the Platypus, we meet again",
only this time the advantage is mine," you go and get him.
Going and getting!
Note to self, consider pulling off and replacing Norm's head.
Oh, OK, much better. This is a good look for you.
Hi, guys. What you doing?
Erb-ferb Atin-lerb.
Oh, creating a whole new form of communication today, are we?
Yeah, what do you think?
Sounds fun. What do you call it?
Ferb Latin.
Well, you take the first letter of every word,
you move it to the end and then you say, "erb."
So "Ferb" becomes "Erb-ferb" and "Latin" becomes "Atin-lerb."
Two-letter words stay the same, like "or" stays "or."
All the fun of Pig Latin, and it's safe for vegetarians to use.
Oh, Phineas, I think your new language is onderful-werb.
By Jove, I think she's got it, but there's also a lot of nonverbal cues.
For example, if you want to say, "OK," you reach for the sky.
Yeah, and when you're hungry, you crack your knuckles.
Oh, baby, that's good.
And if you smell something bad, you do jazz hands!
Stop looking at me, I am not going to do jazz hands.
Even though you have totally earned it.
How do you say goodbye?
When you say, "Goodbye," you blow a raspberry.
Let's all do it.
I bet you are wondering where my inator is, right?
Come on, guess. Guess, no? No?
You're not gonna play? All right, all right, fine, don't play.
It's Norm!
Let's hope there's no self-destruct button on this one!
You've always had one, Norm!
I just never told you where it was so you wouldn't pick at it.
And stop interrupting me!
Anyway, I've done lots of research for the past, you know, few hours.
And I… and I found out that most people will believe anything they read.
And I know it's true because, you know, I, I read it online somewhere!
So my new weapon to take over the Tri-state area is propaganda!
Propaganda consists of messages that dishonestly attempt
to influence the attitude of a community.
Thanks for that, Mr. Norm-it-all.
I've installed a switch back here that prints out propaganda leaflets.
All I have to do is speak my evil message into this microphone.
Uh, let's see, uh…
Slap yourself.
Push this button and whatever I say comes printed out on a leaflet!
It's gonna work. I'm using a very convincing font.
It's bold and it has a lot of serifs.
Serifs are semi-structural details…
Oh, for crying out loud, Norm.
Listen, here's a buck. Why don't you go get out of here
and get a haircut or something?
Out I go.
Uh, Norm, take the dollar, leave the platypus.
And when you come back, use the door.
He gets that from you, you know.
Anyway, my plan is to fly Norm all over the Tri-state area
and drop leaflets, then everyone will do my bidding!
Man, that really is a convincing font!
Hi, kids. What'll it be?
- Ocolate-cherb. - Awberry-strerb.
- Anilla-verb. - Emon-lerb.
- Erry-cherb. - Are you kids from out of town?
No, no. We're speaking Ferb Latin.
You move the first letter to the end of the word, then add "erb."
One- and two-letter words stay the same.
Oh, I get it!
"Ocolate-cherb" is "chocolate". And "anilla-verb" is "vanilla".
Aw, at's-therb oot-cerb!
Did that mean "goodbye"?
I'm gonna roll with it.
Are you having trouble relaxing?
A little. Try our new liquid massage.
This isn't your mother's sensory deprivation tank.
A few minutes in here will change your world.
All right, strap me in!
- Ice-nerb ay-derb. - Es-yerb, it is.
Say, what's that language they're speaking?
That there's Ferb Latin.
I like it, and intend to use it whenever I can.
Tell me how it works.
Hey, I hear you kids have invented a new language. Tell us all about it.
Sure, follow me.
D You take the first letter Of every word *
* You move it to the end And then say, "erb" *
* It's like we're adding A phonetical boost to it *
* Don't get confused just get used to it *
* Whenever someone sneezes *
* You no longer say, "Bless you" *
* Instead you play a flugelhorn And give him your left shoe *
* Whenever you meet someone On the street *
* Don't shake their hand Just stomp your feet *
* And your conversation Won't be complete *
* Till you give them a big slab of meat *
* Whenever someone sneezes *
* You take the first letter Of every word *
* You no longer say, "Bless you" *
* You move it to the end And then say, "erb" *
* Instead you play A flugelhorn *
* It's like we're adding A phonetical boost to it *
* And give him your left shoe *
* Don't get confused Just get used to it *
* So those are the rules And we hope you enjoy them *
* We're sure to be adding a few *
* As new customs evolve *
* Well, we hope you employ them *
* But for right now Here's what you should do… *
* Whenever someone sneezes *
* You take the first letter Of every word *
* You no longer say "Bless you" *
* You move it to the end And then say, "erb" *
* Instead you play A flugelhorn *
* It's like we're adding A phonetical boost to it *
* And give him your left shoe *
* Don't get confused Just get used to it d.
I'm ack-berb!
Oh, great! Nice haircut, by the way. Where's my change?
You're a weird robot, Norm.
Ank-therb ou-yerb.
What was that, Swedish? You better not be broken, Norm.
You still have to fly around the city and distribute leaflets.
I guess as long as you remember the code for "take-off," we'll…
- Aunch-lerb? - No, it's not "aunch-lerb."
Talk normal, it's "launch". "Launch".
No, no, not yet, not yet.
Aw!
Oh! I must have fallen asleep.
Wow, am I relaxed!
I wonder how long I was out.
- Excuse me, do you have the time? - Ee-therb enty-twerb.
Uh, what?
Ee-therb enty-twerb!
My ears must be over-relaxed.
Oo-derb ou-yerb ave-yerb any iblings-serb?
- Es-yerb, I ave-herb an ister-serb. - Only one other-brerb?
What? Ain… ain-merb eet-strerb?
Use-excerb e-merb?
- Excuse me? - Ublic-perb estroom-rerb?
I'm sorry, I no speak-erb your langu-erb.
Azz-jerb ands-herb! I ell-smerb?
What is happening here? All I did was go like…
What is this?
I am losing it.
And how did this latest cultural craze get started? We talked to the creators.
This whole town has gone crazy!
Ferb Latin isn't just a language, it's a way of life.
Ferb-Latin? I should've known Phineas and Ferb were behind this.
You are so usted-berb!
What is it, Candace? No, I don't know what Ferb Latin is.
Give me 15 minutes.
Oh, dear, as long as you're getting up,
could you get me some more pie?
Nice prank, you hunk of junk!
Perry the Platypus, how did you get up…
Curse you, Perry the Platypus!
Ere-werb oing-gerb own-derb.
Knock it off with the double talk. I can't stand it! Talk normal!
Oh, great, that was not the message I wanted to deliver to
the people of the Tri-state area!
"Talk normal." Hm.
Yeah, OK, I'm convinced.
Mom, Mom, Mom! Come with me.
Phineas and Ferb created a new language and everybody is speaking it,
and now we can't understand anybody.
Watch this. What time is it?
Twenty minutes since the last time you asked me.
What?
You there, talk!
I don't think we have anything to say to each other.
Not after the jazz hands!
Wow, he must really hate jazz hands.
I don't get it! Everybody was blowing raspberries
and speaking this crazy language.
- Look who's here. - Phineas and Ferb!
All right, you two, what do you have to say for yourselves?
Look at that, now that's a convincing font.
Mom, they… I mean… Um…
Remember that whole stress-relief thing I mentioned earlier?
You might want to look into that.
Well, that could've gone better!
Not funny, Norm.
Thanks for helping me set up for the Latke Festival this year, guys.
It'll really go a long way toward helping me get
that Golden Years Assistant patch.
Hi, Nana Shapiro.
Can't wait for the latkes, darling. Nobody's had a bite to eat all day!
We can start cooking as soon as Baljeet gets back with the potatoes.
No! No, you cannot!
We looked all over the place, but there are no potatoes
in the entire Tri-state area!
And I'm down to my last potato chip.
Better make this bad boy last.
What am I going to do? Have you ever seen senior citizens riot?
It's like a slow, grey tornado of canes and false teeth.
Buford, let me see that potato chip.
Ferb, I know what we're gonna do today.
We're going to use the DNA in this potato chip
to clone our own potatoes!
Hey, where's Perry?
Good morning, Agent P!
We've recently learned that Doofenshmirtz has fallen behind on his electrical bills.
This seems odd considering his generous alimony package.
His ex-wife, Charlene, is loaded!
And, I might add, quite a handsome woman.
No, not, not that I've given that a great deal of thought.
Investigate at once. Monogram out!
Summer is boring. I am so-oh-oh-oh bored.
- Why don't you call Jeremy? - He's working.
- What about Stacy? - Grounded.
- Jenny? - Protesting.
What about busting your brothers?
Well, it's nice of you to take an interest,
but they're not even in the backyard!
Well, you can't sit inside on a gorgeous day like today.
So, Missy, grab that pink bike.
We're gonna get out and about.
I don't think so.
Oh, come on. It'll be fun.
Whoo-hoo, hooray.
D Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated! d.
So, Perry the Platypus,
do you like your trap?
It's called the stocks. I read about it in this book,
"Ten Greatest Historical Traps of All Time."
Look, it's a pop-up!
It also came with a bonus pamphlet,
"Ten Greatest Historical Armies of All Time."
And according to this, "the Spartan Army was fierce, unstoppable,
and followed every order without hesitation."
Which is why I got this!
Huh? It's a Spartan General costume!
Yeah, it must have been warmer in Ancient Greece.
Anyway, once the Spartan Army sees me in this,
they'll obey my every command! And help me take over the Tri-state area.
And how will I acquire the Spartan Army, gone lo these many millennia?
With my Historical-Army-Retrieveinator!
It's potato-powered because I spent this month's alimony check
on my last inator.
You remember that, the Made-of-Gold-inator.
And you know, I wore out three pairs of shoes buying up all these potatoes,
but on the good side, it smells like French fries in here.
Ladies and gentlemen, behold the wonder that is the Spudsalot!
Buford, the potato sample.
OK, Ferb, start her up.
It's working!
Oh, thank goodness! Now I can… uh, Phineas, those potatoes have eyes.
- All potatoes have eyes. - Yes, but, these eyes blink!
Buford, you didn't put that chip in your mouth, did you?
And if I did, would that be actionable?
I think the DNA from Buford's saliva
must have combined with the potato's DNA to make some sort of Buford-potato hybrid!
- Let's get out of here! - Potato!
Oh, look at the little guys. They're like little bullies.
I am both proud and ready to soil my pants in terror.
I like my tacos spicy.
We should probably do something about them
before they do, uh, whatever mutant Buford potatoes would do.
But what about the party?
Right! Baljeet, you and Buford go stall the seniors
while the rest of us simultaneously round up the spud spawn.
Hey, wait. Ferb, isn't "simultaneously" on our list
of "S" words seldom used by kids?
Awesome!
See? Isn't this fun?
Thrilling. What?
Mom! Look! Potato, uh, gremlins!
And Phineas and Ferb!
Potato gremlins? Candace, are you OK?
Never better. Come on, Mom, let's step it up!
I'm glad you're finally getting in the spirit.
And now, to summon the Spartan Army!
Oh! Here they come! Here they come! They're coming!
Huh?
Ha-ha! What, wait, what?
A Mongol army? Really?
I must have had the dial set for "Hun".
Oh, well, you don't look a gift horde in the mouth.
So, hello! Hi there, me, yeah.
Welcome to the future, my ruthless Mongol Army.
I realize you can't understand what I'm saying,
and you're probably confused a bit by the Spartan General's uniform,
uh, but together we will rule the Tri-state…
Ow! Hey, what are you…
Oh, you're hungry!
I guess it has been 1200 years since you've eaten.
I suppose we could call out…
Oh, you ruined my helmet. Now I've gotta get a new costume…
Wait a second, that's it! I'm in the wrong outfit!
All I have to do is hit the costume shop,
then round up my Mongols, and the Tri-state area will be mine!
We want latkes! We want latkes!
Hey! Where's my nosh?
I don't have to put up with this. I'm part of the greatest generation!
Buford, what are we going to do? Phineas wants us to stall.
We got to think of something.
Uh… wait a minute. I got an idea.
Hello, folks! I'm Mr. Sock.
Hey, who turned out the lights?
Thanks!
You stink!
That wasn't very nice.
Technically we are socks.
Hey, Mr. Other Sock! What are you doing here?
Just looking.
For what?
My sole mate!
You both stink!
I think we have to take it up a notch.
D We look good in hats *
* Long tails and spats *
* When we hit the town together *
* Baby, we know where it's ats d.
You are pluralizing "at"?
Work with me, brain boy.
Well, this is a mess.
How are we going to round them all up?
Yes! If we reverse the backup engine on the Spudsalot
and attach those hoses, we can suck the potatoes
into that soothing hot tub we built into the bulkhead.
Hot tub? Why on earth would you build a hot tub on this thing?
I'd like to think the real question is, why wouldn't we?
Time to round up some spuds.
D If I were dangling from a ledge *
* He'd surely save me with a wedgie *
* I'm smart perhaps a bit refined *
* And I'm a bit more edgy *
* 'Cause we're frenemies *
* We like disliking one another *
* Yes, we're frenemies *
* He's like my least-favorite brother d.
Uh-oh!
- I like my tacos spicy. - Pull up alongside!
I got three more. How're we doing?
- Cannonball! - It's working!
Yee-haw!
Spicy.
French fry!
- Spicy! - French fry!
Spicy!
Wow, Buford had Mongolian barbecue for breakfast?
I don't think those are ours.
Costume shop!
Follow that horde.
Ha-ha! We've finally caught up to them!
Mom, keep up!
Wait up, Candace.
But they're right around the corner!
- I'm not as young as I used to be! - Fine!
"I'm not as young as I used to be."
One Genghis Khan costume. Will that be cash or credit?
I'm kind of low on funds right now. Do you take potatoes in trade?
D I like complex calculations *
* I like physical confrontations *
* We both have our roles *
* This is a symbiotic relation… ship *
* 'Cause we're frenemies *
* We like disliking one another *
* Yes, we're frenemies *
* He's like my least-favorite brother *
* You and I We're not enemies or friends *
* We're just frenemies to the end! d.
Stop! My brothers!
And others.
Uh, gaze at last, upon my appropriately Mongolian military regalia
and know that you must now obey my every command!
Oh, no! The Latke Festival is ruined.
Mom! Mom! Potato gremlins! And others. Look!
I'm trying, honey! These classifieds just go on and on.
Now, we can rule the Tri-state…
Oh, coupon!
Now, what am I looking at?
- But, but, but… - I think you had enough fun for today.
No!
Oh, Nana, I'm sorry we ruined the festival.
Ruined? Ha! That was the best time we've had
since they cancelled Three-Bean-Salad Tuesdays.
The floor show was fantastic!
- Really? - The ending was a bit out there,
but, trust me, they had us at sock puppets!
Form a line, people. Form a line.
Well, it's too bad we couldn't get the potatoes for the latkes.
But I'd say everything worked out fine.
What's Perry doing in a pillory?
Actually, those are stocks.
A pillory forces the wearer to remain upright,
exposing him to poking and prodding from passers-by.
Wow! I'd expect that kind of esoteric knowledge
to come from someone a little older, 50 or 60
or perhaps, a septuagenarian.
This is it. No one has seen this for a thousand years.
The legend tells of an epic battle
between the Mongol Army and potato gremlin creatures
while a, uh, pharmacist from the future worked in vain
to return to his time, crying out, "Curse you, Perry the Platypus"?
I swear! I majored in this in college.