Phineas? Ferb?
Hey, boys.
So what's on the agenda for today?
We thought we'd do something classic
and take Perry for a walk in the park.
He does need the exercise.
Well, I'm heading to the store to pick up some things for dinner.
I'm thinking spaghetti and meatballs,
or a spaghetti meatball.
That's spaghetti and meat mixed into a big ball.
It's less of a choice of food, than a choice of shape.
Don't forget to bring a doodie bag for Perry.
We won't. Hey, where is Perry?
You know, Ferb, we should build a Perry.
For occasions like this, when we're Perry-less.
A giant animatronic Perry
with flashing eyes, fiberglass bill and…
Judo flipping tail action?
Ferb, you anticipate my every need.
D Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated! d.
Good morning, Agent P,
and welcome to our new Evil Science Readiness Program.
You just keep circling Doof's building,
and the second Doofenshmirtz is ready to begin his scheme,
you'll be there.
It doesn't leave a lot of time for friends and family
but we feel the dramatic decrease in response time could well be worth it.
What is he doing up there, just flying around in circles?
Ugh, it gives me the creeps!
Well, it worked out in my favor anyway
because, turn, close latch,
I'm finally ready to begin my scheme!
Ha! You want to be a bird? Is that what you want?
Well, this is what we do with birds, we put them in a cage.
Can you speak, little birdie?
Hello? Say, "Hello. Perry want a cracker."
Ow! Bad bird!
That would not have happened to me if I was smarter.
Which brings me to my new inator.
The Duplicate-inator Two!
You know what they say about two heads are better than one, right?
Well, I will duplicate my head and become twice as smart!
And look, I even did some recycling by using my old microwave oven.
Baked potato?
Eh, maybe later.
All my life I've been a zero,
but when I have two heads, I'm gonna be twice that!
You'll see.
Too steely-eyed, Isabella. Less focus.
Whoops! How's this?
Perfect!
Sure, you get the fun part.
If I wanted to oil feet I could have stayed at home.
When we are done with this, what will it do?
Unlike a real platypus, which doesn't do much,
the Perrytronic 3000's capabilities will be limitless!
Keep it up! Don't stop, busy bees.
You're busy, busy bees.
- What are you doing? - Work! Work, work, work!
All right, I'm out of here. You lost it.
No, wait! OK? There is a madness to my method.
You've got three seconds.
Everything Phineas and Ferb build disappears when they're finished.
So, if I can keep them from finishing the thing they're building,
it will never disappear!
I call it busy bee busting. B.B. busting, for short.
You know what? I'll see you la-la-later.
OK, let's try this.
At last I am…
Don't just stand there, pick me up!
Well, hello, handsome.
Looks like we're done.
What? No! What are you talking about, "done"?
Well, the tail glaze is almost cool.
So we just figured we'd test her out
and then close the book on this one.
Test, yes. Close book, no!
OK, I guess we could consider this
a sort of preliminary test before the real test.
Pshaw! Now preliminarily test this heap, and back to work!
And what is this thing anyway?
Don't worry. The theme song will explain everything.
Theme song?
D Tronic *
* He's a mutant robot From a kid's backyard *
* Perrytronic *
* His parts are shiny And his metal is hard *
* Perrytronic *
* He can assume any form Hang on, I'm gonna backpedal *
* There's one caveat, it must be big and metal!
D Perrytronic *
* He can't be a kitten Or a little block of wood *
* Perrytronic *
* Not sure if he wanted to Even if he could *
* Perrytronic *
* So let me recap So that this is all settled *
* He could transform into anything That's big and metal! *
* Perrytronic d.
It tested perfect. Looks like we are done.
Oh, no, you're not! Can it bake a pie?
Can it train a seal? Can it give change?
Wow, she's right, guys. We're not nearly done.
All right, you busy bees, you're back on the clock.
B.B. busting. Hello, Mom?
Yes, Candace? I just checked out.
I'm on my way home now.
I don't understand.
I really thought two heads were better than one, you know, for the thinking.
But I can't think of anything!
Maybe we need a break. We keep doing that!
I know, it's so funny. Ah! We did it again! And again!
OK, knock it off. Let's play with our inator for a while!
Now this is fun!
I know, right?
Look! Two more heads.
Look at Perry and his little arms, aren't they adorable?
You're right! Let's make more!
Oh, look! A little arm that can move around on its own.
It's got its own volition. I did not expect that.
Wait! You dummkopf!
Look what you've done!
Oh, who's the dummkopf now, dummkopf!
Hit him! Hit him!
Oh, good idea!
Not with the ray, you nincompoop!
Oh! Point that somewhere else!
Like this?
How is this helping? I don't understand your logic.
Mom, where are you now?
I just pulled up the driveway.
You guys are still working, right?
Just taking a break before we install the chicken incubator.
Mom, look in the backyard! Now!
Hang on, let me put the groceries away.
Don't stop working.
Mom! Mom, you're not in the kitchen?
No, I'm just shutting the front door.
I need you in the kitchen. Mom?
In the bathroom. Putting away soap.
How did I just miss you? Mom?
Work, work, work! Mom, come out of the bathroom, quick!
Nope. I'm in your room. You said you needed tissues.
But, how did you… OK, I'm on my way.
Put that lemonade down! You're not done yet!
What the… Mom! You're not in my room!
I'm back in the kitchen.
OK. Listen very carefully.
Look out the window.
Oh, my goodness!
Yeah? Yeah?
We really need to paint that fence.
What? That's all you have to say?
Hang on, Candace. My other line is ringing!
How could she not notice that?
Candace, that was the supermarket.
I left my pocketbook there. I'm gonna run over and pick it up.
Mom, no!
Ma! Oh, no, I'm too…
Two… Two houses?
OK, I did not see that coming.
Phineas and Ferb! This has to be their work.
Uh… Distract them for me.
Yeah, I'll give them a licking they'll never forget.
- Good one! - Thanks.
That tickles! Quit it.
No! Oh, you guys are so annoying.
You're kind of cute though.
Get off!
Tails? What are they gonna do, wag me into submission?
Well, you're too late, Perry the Platypus.
Heads, I win, tails, you lose!
Really? That's the best you got?
- Kind of obvious. - Juvenile.
- I liked it. - You would!
You know, you guys are kind of annoying, too. Get him!
You guys get phantom pains?
I got a heck of one in my elbow right now.
Ha-ha!
No!
What, it just vanished?
What's wrong with this thing?
Oh, the microwave was on the "baked potato" setting,
so I guess everything is just gonna last for three minutes.
My bad.
Mom! Mom! Mom, get ready to have your eyes opened wide!
- Just a sec, hon. - Look!
But… But… But…
Oh, when are they ever going to build something in that empty lot?
Wait! I don't have to "but, but, but."
I have the Perrytronic 3000! Mom!
Oh, I hate you, you little green…
Wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute.
I don't have to do this anymore.
Well, we still have you surrounded, Perry the Platypus.
Hey, that disappearing thing's not gonna happen to us, is it?
Yeah, a microwave timer. Great idea.
Yeah, that's unfortunate.
You're telling me?
Step four, insert spaghetti into meat.
Mom! Mom! Mom! This time it's for keeps.
Turn around and look in the yard.
But I have to inject the cheese. Just let me finish.
No, I can't let you finish! They might be finished!
Oh, I'll just order a pizza!
All right, Candace, let's see what you've got.
Not the golf clubs! Not the golf clubs!
Save me!
There's a pun here, I know it.
He looks teed off! That's what it was. Huh?
Oh, no! My inator!
- We've got to do something! - You're right! Go get him!
Ouch! Ouch! Ow! Ow! Oh!
Why couldn't I have disappeared before I hit the ground?
Curse…
What? Now I'll never know what he was going to say!
Oh, yeah, yeah, that.
Say hello to Perry…
Hello, Perry. OK, that was a nice change of pace.
Who wants pizza?
- Me! - I do!
Then, maybe ice cream sandwiches,
ice cream cut in the shape of a sandwich.
Just pie for me, please.
OK, now I have to "but, but, but."
Boy, it seems like summer flies by so fast sometimes.
Yeah, before we know it, it'll be autumn.
Yes! Back to school, baby!
Oh, you meant that like a bad thing.
There are a lot of great things about the fall.
Jumping in giant leaf piles. Perfect example.
Yeah, the leaves turn such pretty colors in the fall. I love it.
Gourds. Gourds are great.
What? I like gourds.
I know what we should do today.
Remember how we made "s'winter"?
Let's make "s'fall"!
Hey, where's "S'Perry"?
- Carl. - Yes?
Did I ever tell you you're like the son I never had?
- Really, sir? - Yes.
It's because you're so unlike the son that I did have!
And here he is. Come on over here, Monty!
Dad, come on.
You know it's embarrassing when you brag about me
by belittling others.
Right, sorry. Agent P, uh, you remember my son?
Yeah, good to see you, Agent P.
Monty here just graduated from HSWACA!
The High School Without A Cool Acronym.
Yes, I hope to follow in my father's footsteps
and join you in the battle against evil.
You know, son, I've been meaning to tell you something.
Sure, Dad, shoot.
Well, as you know, my father was in the agency,
and what you don't know
is that he pressured me into following in his footsteps.
But I always wanted to be an acrobat!
So that explains…
Yes, the constant acrobatic lessons you've been given since birth.
You, Monty Monogram,
don't have to give up my dream of becoming an acrobat.
You can be anything you want to be.
But, Dad, I want to fight evil.
What? After all that money we spent on acrobat training?
I never asked for that!
Sir, I'll become an acrobat if it'll make you proud of me!
Really? Hmm.
Oh, yeah, Agent P, uh, stop Doof.
A video game is more important than me? That's it!
I'm done! We are so over, Johnny!
Oh, hello, Vanessa! Let me introduce Rodrigo to you.
He's starting evil science school in the fall and I'm mentoring him.
I'm in mid-ment.
- Call me Rod. - Is that what your friends call you?
No one calls me that. It's just that you seem rather unique.
So, what's wrong, Vanessa? You seem upset.
Nothing. It's just… Johnny, he's such a boy.
I'm sick of it. No ambition, no depth…
You always go for the wrong type of guy, these bad-boy types.
Dad, perhaps you haven't noticed, but you're evil.
Hey, there's good evil and then there's bad evil.
- Am I right, Rodrigo? - Huh? Exactly.
So, how do we get all the leaves down, anyway?
Way ahead of you. Grab an end.
Buford! You can't! That's Phineas' tree. That's the tree!
Sentimentality or leaves. You can't have both.
Au contraire.
If you would kindly direct your attention to Ferb,
who is modeling this "s'fall" season's fashion
in rapid leaf production accelerators.
Oh-la-la, Monsieur Fletcher.
Anyway, Stacy, so I decided that from now on,
I'm going to stop always interrupting my life with all these…
Stacy, I gotta call you back.
Oh, I see. So they think they can stop me
from seeing whatever giant project they're working on today
by plastering leaves all over the door, huh?
Well, it's not gonna work!
A-ha!
Um, they've built a big wall of leaves to block the door!
Well, I'll just dig in here and, uh…
Now that's a leaf pile.
Backstory, backstory, backstory.
The backstory is what drives an evil scientist.
It is the "Why does he do what he does?" of the "What does he do?"
My point is, at its best,
evil science is like undergoing deep Freudian analysis
with a theremin constantly playing in the background.
Hey, guys, it's such a beautiful day.
I thought maybe we could put the top down?
Oh, OK.
See? You are the best…
- No tattoo. - Shoot.
D Perry! d.
Ah, Perry the Platypus!
Just in time…
To be trapped!
Now that's what I call getting the boot!
Wow! A real agent!
See, now that's a trap!
I even made it based on my own daughter's fashion style.
Vampire pilgrim scuba-diver.
What? Is that what you think I look…
Wait, you made this? What size is it?
Excuse me the interrupting, Dr. Doofenshmirtz,
but he can get out of there fairly easy, no?
Well, duh, the trap only needs to hold him
for just enough time for you to get through your evil scheme monologue.
At that point, your nemesis escapes and the race is on!
Who will win, good or evil?
No one can say, except of course, if you go by recent statistics
which, it's pretty much good who wins every single time. No matter what.
But, hey, if it was easy, everyone would take over the tri-state area, right?
Every single person would be in charge
and we'd be forced to, I don't know,
decide the rules together by voting or something.
I see. It's just that I took a few advanced trap classes in school
and I was hoping to show you, the master, a few of my little ideas
in the hopes that you could critique them.
Hmm, all right, knock yourself out.
Don't worry, little platypus agent.
When I'm through here,
you'll no longer have to battle this inept loser anymore.
Because, you see, I plan to get rid of both of you.
OK, now we've determined
that the sweet spot for entering the pile is right here, at the top.
Oh, and I made gourd helmets, by the way.
Here. Here. No, wait, Baljeet, this is yours.
Phineas.
I like to think each individual's gourd helmet
captures their unique essence in some way, you know, in gourd.
Exactly how does this capture my essence?
Right, like that's not obvious.
Yeah, come on. Stop kidding around, Isabella.
Oh, I think we're over the drop zone.
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to "s'fall"!
D All the trees are ready for shakin' *
* Grab a rake if you're into rakin' *
* Come along it's ours for the takin' *
* There's a brand new season We're makin' *
* All the leaves are gold and red *
* And the sun's still on our head *
* Oh, we can have it all When summer turns to "s'fall" d.
Huh? What are they up to today?
Do they really think they can escape Mom's wrath
by hiding in this fun, massive, glorious, autumnal leaf pile?
Well, not if I can help it!
Hmm, how does it feel, Perry the Platypus?
Yeah, I thought so.
Wait, you can understand him?
Oh, heck no, I usually just pretend
he's talking about recent movies I've seen.
So, uh, you didn't by any chance make a left-boot trap, did you?
A left-boot trap?
Whoever heard of such a thing?
Uh, Dad? This looks pretty serious.
Nonsense. The Zoondilini under swing is child's play.
Uh, should both my shoulders be dislocated from their sockets, sir?
Using my intimate knowledge of the tri-state area,
I have installed, in two precise locations, these!
Yay! Falafel!
- Cool. - I know, huh?
These massive propellers will physically dislodge the entire tri-state area
from the Earth and raise it up into the sky
where I will then pilot it around
and, you know, run some errands or something,
and refuse to return it, until they make me their leader.
Hmm. Well, that went well.
Extremely well.
Is this like a robot hug for a job well done?
No. It's a trap.
What does that even mean, a robot hug for a job well…
Who would even consider that a possibility?
I'm taking over your evil scheme, you fool!
Dad, look out!
Oh, you have got to be kidding me.
You see, Dr. Doofenshmirtz,
I'm going to manipulate your propellers at precise angles
and literally tear the tri-state area apart!
But, hey, dummy, if you destroy the tri-state area,
what exactly will you have left to take over? Hmm?
The world.
Take over the world?
That's crazy!
That's almost left-boot-trap crazy!
Oh, would you get off that? Making matching boots is normal.
You with the one boot, that's what's crazy!
Join me, Vanessa, and together we will take over the world.
I'll let you get a tattoo.
I think boots should come in pairs, like people.
Join you? I don't work for him.
That's my father, you dweeb.
Well, yeah, I just thought we had a moment.
A moment?
Yeah, I know. What a dip, right?
No matter.
Now, time to say goodbye to your beloved tri-state area!
Huh? Great googly moogly!
Combining fighting evil with acrobatics?
Of course! It was right in front of my face the whole time.
That's my boy!
Gourd helmet.
A-ha! I got you now!
Oh, you are so busted.
I can see that you're eating candy apples.
Not something I can bust you for.
You want one, Candace?
OK, how about this one?
Good! OK, well, at least I can still go on with my plan.
I should go pick up my dry cleaning before it gets too…
Kids, I'm home!
Mom! Mom! The boys are up to something huge!
I just know it!
But they've hidden it within a massive pile of leaves in the back yard.
Come help me sort through them for a few hours to find it!
Wow. Sounds great.
No leaves? No nothing?
No leaves, no nothing.
Do you guys already have snacks?
We do, thanks!
My work here is done.
Nice gourd helmets, though.
Well, who's up for "sprummer"?
OK, you got it from here, Agent P.
But, Vanessa, I thought you liked bad boys?
Eh, I'm over it.
I think it's time I tried a…
A good guy.
D All the trees are ready for shakin' *
* Grab a rake if you're into rakin' *
* Come along it's ours for the takin' *
* There's a brand new season We're makin' *
* All the leaves are gold and red *
* And the sun's still on our head *
* Oh, we can have it all When summer turns to "s'fall" *