* Hotdogs, cotton candy, tire swings and barbecue *
* In the shade in the sun *
* Everywhere's a rockin' view *
* As long as we're together doesn't matter what we do, come on *
* Come on * * Come on *
* Bike ridin' down the hill Slamming out a screen door *
* Steaks sizzle on the grill * * Waves crashing on the shore *
* It's beautiful from here *
* And you know you want some more * * Come on *
* Come on *
- # Get ready, everybody # - # We're having a party #
- # Get up on your feet # - # We're having a party #
* And let your body feel the beat *
* We're having a party *
* Come on and join the curve *
* 'Cause it's summer *
* Summer all over the world *
* Every boy and every girl *
* Jump up and say, Ooh, yeah Ooh, ooh, yeah *
* Well, if not the world Then at least in the Northern Hemisphere *
* The other half is in a different time of year *
* But they can still say Ooh, yeah Ooh, ooh, yeah *
Hello, world! Welcome to our musical tribute to summer!
And if you're wondering what we're doing today...
We're reaching out to everyone to share our love of summer.
Using Ferbographic technology,
we are simulcasting our virtual selves around the planet.
To put it simply, we're joining you to celebrate around the world.
All from the comfort of our own backyard!
* Every corner of the world, yeah *
* 'Cause it's summer *
* Summer all over the world *
* Every boy and every girl *
* Jump up and say Ooh, yeah Ooh, ooh, yeah *
* Well, if not the world Then at least in the Northern Hemisphere *
* The other half is in a different time of year *
* But they can still say Ooh, yeah Ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah! *
And now, help us in welcoming a very special guest
and visual metaphor for the carefree days of summer,
Perry the Platypus!
Hey, where's Perry?
Gosh, sir. I've never been to a cadet graduation before.
- I hope I'm not underdressed. - Oh, you're fine, Carl.
Not everything's about you, you know.
- Hello, Colonel Contraction! - Greetings, Major.
I just wanna wish you good luck on today's event.
I've got the cake, and I'll be on my way
just as soon as I am done skimming out my kid's pool.
Very good, sir. This year's event will be
held at the Knights of Danville hall, Ballroom B.
Ballroom B? Isn't that a shared space?
Just another money saving idea of mine, sir.
I don't know, Major. What about security?
Oh, don't worry, sir. No one will know it's us.
We're registered as the "Capulet Bat Mitzvah."
Hmm, well, you have my utmost confidence, Major.
But it goes without saying, any mishap could cost you your position.
Contraction out!
Well, I don't know about you guys, but I got a good feeling about this.
Nice going, Norm.
And the next time someone asks for volunteers to host the Love
Muffin Service Awards, say your own name, Mr. Blabbermouth!
But, sir, I made all the arrangements for you.
Yes, and a fine job you did, too.
We are sharing the space with another event!
- What's wrong with that? - What's wrong with it?
Do you realize what would happen if all the other evil
organizations found out we were sharing? They'd be all:
"Oh, look. There goes Love Muffin. They share.
"They're gawky and uncoordinated, and they wear no name brand jeans."
Well, maybe some people can't afford designer jeans, Julie!
- Wow, that was... - Yeah, yeah, yeah. I heard it.
Well, don't worry, sir. No one will know it's our event.
We're registered as the "Hatfield Wedding Reception."
Well, let's hope nobody knows it's us.
Now, get out of my way, you perfunctory party planner.
Sir, may I offer you one of my budget-saver
hors d'oeuvres before you go on?
It's an old family recipe.
Strips of baloney and wadded up white bread.
- Where exactly are you from? - Chilla Vista! {*}
Hmm. Never mind, Carl. It's show time!
Hello, everyone.
Welcome to OWCA graduation ceremony.
Hello, and welcome to Love Muffin's first annual...
I said, Love Muffin's first annual Disservice
Awards!
...Awards!
- So, who's ready to have some fun? - What the heck is all that racket?
I'm just gonna go over there and tell them to keep it down.
I'll be polite, but firm.
Huh. What are the odds?
- Wait, you're the Capulet Bar Mitzvah? - You're the Hatfield wedding?
All right, everyone, take it easy.
Just calm down. There is no reason to get upset.
We've got a massive security deposit on this place.
So, everybody, just...
Polly wants a street fight!
Hup! Sorry to interrupt. I'll come back when you're done.
We are so gonna lose our deposit.
Here's your stuff from the attic, Candace.
I don't know why you couldn't find it.
I don't know, Mom. It must've been behind something.
Candace, you didn't go up there at all, did you?
Oh, Mom, I just couldn't get up there. It's all gross and webby.
Candace Flynn, don't tell me you're still afraid of spiders.
Spiders? Are you kidding?
Why would I be afraid of an itsy bitsy spider?
- Ew! Ew, ew, ew, ew... - Oh, for crying out loud. It's a hair clip.
That looks nothing like a spider.
I knew that!
I'm just showing you how silly it is to be afraid of a little spider.
Mmm-hmm. Well, you got your box.
- Now I have to go. - Where are you going?
Your dad and I are going spelunking.
Spelunking? You mean, like, in a cave?
It's a journey of self-discovery while crawling around in a hole.
Your dad found it on a group coupon website.
Yeah, that sounds fun.
Just remember, you're in charge, Miss Muffet.
All right, Major, here's the cake... Oh!
- Ateahoo! - Colonel Contraction, sir!
Major Monogram, I hold you personally responsible
for turning one of our most sacred ceremonies
into a grade A, countrified debacle!
- Debacle? - Debacle!
Now, normally, I'd be able to forgive this kind of thing
because of your tireless dedication and spotless record to OWCA,
but it's clear to me that you've totally lost our security deposit,
and that's something I cannot forgive.
I am forced to relieve you of your command.
I'll take that. And that.
- Actually, that mustache was mine. - Not anymore.
Debacle!
Carl the intern, until a replacement can be found,
you are provisionally in charge.
Congratulations, Provisional Unpaid Major-in-charge Carl.
- Major, I... I don't... - Carl, be strong.
I must step down. We must all do our duty.
And that is what our, I mean, your organization is built upon.
People following orders.
Oh, cool, my old tiara. Ooh, sparkly.
Hey, I don't remember this. Hmm, "For Future Candace."
Hey, wait a minute. I'm Future Candace!
There's gotta be a machine around here that still plays these things.
- Phineas! - Oh! Hi, Candace.
- Nice outfit. - Nice glasses.
Thanks. We're using them to simulcast ourselves all around the world.
No time. I need to watch this.
A video cassette? Wow, going old school, huh?
Right? So how would I watch it?
Well, Dad has a universal video player in the garage.
Where in the garage?
Twelve degrees Northeast of the washing machine.
Thanks. Carry on with your non-bustable activity.
Everyone, give it up for our sister, Candace Flynn!
Are you folks ready for a little adventure?
Oh, yes, we're ready for our journey of self-discovery
while crawling through the belly of the Earth.
- Say what? - Well, like the ad said,
- "Inner Spelunking with Soul." - What? Oh, no, no, no, no.
It's, it's supposed to be "Saul." S-A-U-L.
That's my name, Saul.
There will be absolutely no self-discovery.
- Aw. - You go on and self-discover, hon.
Keep the camera steady, Stacy!
Aw, look, it's me! Aw, I was so cute!
This is Candace Flynn.
I'm five years old, and it was an awesome summer!
But I didn't get to do everything that I wanted.
So I made a list of things I want Future Candace to take care of.
Oh, that's so cute. Of course I'll take care of those things, Past Candace.
First on the list, "Invent an ice cream flavor,
"win a first grade spelling bee, ride a unicorn."
So if you're watching, Future Candace, don't...
Candace, don't forget number four, "Conquer fear of spiders."
Okay, that one creeps me out a little bit,
but that should be no problem for you, Future Candace.
But, but, but, but... But I'm Future Candace!
* Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated *
Just a minute. I'm mopping.
Oh, hello, Perry the Platypus. Long time no see.
Say, that was some morning we had, huh?
Too bad about Major Monogram,
but you know what they say, the show must go on.
Or a bird in the bush... I don't know.
Ha! You like that? It's a gift.
Foam me to you! Get it?
As much as I like our little visits, you didn't need to come over.
Actually, I'm not even trying to take over the
Tri-state Area today. You see, I have a problem.
I am very fair skinned. I don't know if you have noticed.
I always have to use SPF 120 sunscreen even on a cloudy day, or I'll burn.
I mean, I'll actually burst into flames.
And I got this whole crate on sale, and, and look, it's all 110 SPF.
I thought I was getting 120. This is not gonna work.
So, rather than return this whole mess, which means I'll
have to get in a car and drive down there, wait in line,
then answer a bunch of questions about the delicacy of my epidermis,
I'm just gonna move the Earth away from the sun
just enough that the 110 will work. Simple.
And to that end, I have created, ta-da,
my Shift-The-Earth's-Position-Further-Away- From-The-Sun-inator.
I know the name's a little cumbersome,
but it's basically a tractor beam that uses the mass of Jupiter
as an anchor to pull the Earth just slightly away from the sun
to render my sunscreen effective.
I guess my fortune cookie was right.
I do tend to overcomplicate things.
I wonder if that means these lottery numbers are...
Hmm?
You fired my inator...
- Whoa! What was that? - We are rocking this place!
- Candace, what is that? - I don't know, but I can guess.
Phineas, what is going on out there?
I don't know. It wasn't us. But we can find out.
Irving, take over the concert for us.
All I know how to sing is one camp song.
- Then you rock that camp song, Irving. - Um, okay.
Here's a campfire song my mother taught me.
* Oh, never lick a tree below the dog line *
* If it's brown and sticky do not pick it up Unless it's a stick *
* Banjo playing hicks should be avoided *
* And it's no joke that poison oak is not a friendly shrub *
* With a diddly diddly-doo and a doodly doodly dee *
* Something horrible will happen if you don't listen to me *
Well, according to the pocket barometer,
the atmospheric pressure has lowered dramatically since this morning.
You checked the atmospheric pressure this morning?
Yeah. I check it every morning. After I brush my teeth.
- You brush your teeth every morning? - Well, yeah.
Huh.
He thinks he's better than us.
Oh, no, duck! No, I mean, like, a whole lot of ducks.
Look! They look like they're migrating south.
Guys, I think something is weird with the weather.
We should monitor the conditions in the upper atmosphere.
- I have a weather balloon. - Why would you have a weather balloon?
Buford, you have full-sized molds of all of us.
- We should use Baljeet's weather balloon. - Whoa! I didn't remember this list.
Yep, Stace, I promised 5-year-old me that I'd do everything on that list.
Well, let's see what you gotta do.
"Invent a new ice cream flavor, win the first grade spelling bee,
"ride a unicorn, and conquer fear of spiders."
- Ha! Good luck with that last one. - What are you talking about?
Candace, everyone knows you're terrified of spiders.
Spiders? Are you kidding? Why would I be afraid
of an itsy bitsy spider? Get it!
- Oh, I remember this hairclip. - Ew, ew, ew,ew...
Most people don't think life can survive down this deep,
but most people don't know gastropods the way I do.
Take a gander at this salamander. Notice anything unusual?
Oh, yes, his gills are on the outside of his body.
They are? Ew! Oh! Ew! Ew! Ew! Ew!
- It didn't have any eyes either. - Thanks for not mentioning that.
You may enter.
Psst! Agent P, down here.
Is that goat still eating out of the inbox?
- It's a good thing I hid the outbox. - Carl!
Oh, Agent P, what's going on?
It's like a zoo in here. Where is my dad?
- Your father's been fired. - Fired? Really?
Yes! And all the animal agents are going crazy!
On the upside, I've been promoted.
Yeah, I see the mustache.
- Looks like you've got a message. - It's intel from Agent Squab,
French Surveillance Pigeon.
Hmm, there's a small shift in ambient temperature,
there's civil unreasonableness at City Hall,
and Love Muffin is convening for a secret meeting!
Oh, no! Why did this have to happen on my watch?
Wait a minute, you got all that from this?
Yeah. That's how Agent Squab types.
- All hunt-and-peck. - Well, Carl, you're in charge.
- What are you gonna do about it? - You mean besides freak out?
Get a hold of yourself. You know this agency as well as my dad.
Maybe better. These agents just need leadership.
Think. What would Major Monogram do?
You're right! Agent G, quit eating those memos
and get out into the field.
Agent D, go see what you can dig up. Agent O, find out who's who.
Agent Possum, play dead.
Excellent! Agent B,
go in the woods, and see what's out there.
And the rest of you, get out there and fight evil.
Agent P, I want you to go out to City Hall and get a
reading on the situation there and then report back to me.
What about me, Carl? I can go spy on Love Muffin if you...
Whoa, no, no, Monty, I can't let you do that.
That's... That's crazy. You're not even an animal.
We've got no choice, Carl.
We're all gonna have to wear different hats today.
- And mustaches. - Hey, Monty?
- What? - Thanks.
No problem. Oh, and... can I have a different hat?
- This one smells like a litter box. - Yeah, you should smell this thing.
Morning, your mission today is battle the forces of
darkness and keep the Tri-State Area safe from evil-doers.
- Uh, come again? - Oh, sorry,
Uh, force of habit. Here's your order.
Enjoy your Slushy Dawg.
So, um, how am I doing, boss?
Yeah, this is the part of the job I hate the most, but...
Yep. Say no more, sir. I completely understand.
You don't have to fire me.
- I resign. - But...
- Say no more. - But... But...
I was just gonna ask him to clean the bathroom.
Um, Dolores, this is the part of the job I hate the most.
Oh, for crying out loud. Just give me the mop.
Okay, let's see. "Invent a new ice cream flavor."
- Grilled cheese. - Check.
"Win the first grade spelling bee."
"Clover." C-L-O-V-E-R.
- Those kids never knew what hit 'em! - Check. "Ride a unicorn."
- Of sorts. - Dreams can come true, Stacy.
There's just one more thing on the list. Get over your fear of spiders.
No, I refuse. Quickly, Rainbow, we must away!
Fly now, fly! On, proud beauty.
Fly, fly!
Danville is in chaos. Summer has become slightly cooler.
Some sources even go so far as to say brisk.
We have word that the Mayor is about to address
this slight drop in temperature. Let's listen.
Citizens of Danville, I want to assure you
that your slight discomfort is of utmost importance to me,
and I will do everything in my power to
recommend you wear a cardigan or light sweater.
But all my sweaters are ugly and Christmas themed!
Well, then, just wear warmer clothes.
Warmer clothes? Do you know how dumb I would look
wearing socks with flip-flops?
Hey, his sweater looks nice and warm. Get it!
People, people.
Look, look, look, take, take it easy. I'm still your Mayor!
Thank you, good Samaritan platypus!
Although I'm not sure this is much of an improvement.
I mean, I really don't know how to get down from here,
and it is getting noticeably colder up here.
Oh, it's a good thing I wore my sweater.
Well, according to the conditions in the upper atmosphere,
we are in for a moderate cold front that shows
- absolutely no signs of subsiding. - That's odd.
I can't remember a single Danville summer where I needed to wear
- anything more than a t-shirt. - Striped.
- And shorts. - Blue cargo. {*}
But the part that perplexes me the most is that,
for some reason, the sun algorithm
that I created keeps coming up with the wrong result!
- 'Splain. - The diameter of the sun
can be calculated from the distance between the Earth and the sun.
Since we know the time taken by the Earth
to go once around the sun, P equals one year,
and the distance traveled by the Earth in this process, two pi A...
- Buford! - Stop 'splaining! Stop 'splaining!
- So that would mean the Earth has moved? - Apparently so.
Well, that would explain why it's noticeably colder.
* Your sinew's torn apart *
* By a grizzly... *
Freezing! # Your large intestines #
* Wrapped around a tree... * Does anyone have a sweater?
I think we're gonna have to run some more tests.
Now, why do we always have to meet in drafty
abandoned warehouses?
I mean, why can't we meet in a drafty abandoned pool-side cabana?
- I'm bananas for cabanas. - Right?
Okay, enough of that.
Gentlemen, it's time we pooled our resources.
Both OWCA and City Hall are in a panic,
and I believe now is the time to strike!
Now, the last time we confronted those OWCA agents,
we barely got out of there with our lives.
It's time to play dirty.
We will stealthily capture them one at a time, and imprison
them here! Yeah, we'll gang up on them. That''ll be fun!
We can make it a musical number.
Secondly, no one, under any circumstances,
is allowed to say, "Bananas for cabanas."
- Noted. - And third, which one of you
moved the Earth away from the sun and changed the weather?
- Uh. That would be me? - Doofenshmirtz?
You've finally made an inator that actually works?
Hey, all of my inators work.
It's just that, you know, I, I don't use them properly.
I have poor planning skills. But it was me.
- I've have the blueprints right here. - Ah!
You see, yeah, just ignore the coffee stains and whatever that is, uh...
- I think that's nacho cheese. - Gentlemen, we will now
begin our takeover of the world!
- What was that? - Maybe the building's settling.
So, to you, a building settling
- sounds like someone inhaling sharply? - Well. O own a strange building.
- I've got to warn Carl. - Okay, tell me you didn't hear that.
- I said it's building settling. - So our building has
the sudden urge to warn Carl?
Come on, Candace. It's the last thing on the list.
I know, I know, I know, I know. Okay, here I go.
I can't!
I don't understand what the big deal is.
It's just the legs, and the hair, and all those eyes.
- And why do they have so many eyes? - There's nothing to be afraid of.
Spiders are harmless. Look, I'm sticking my hand in the cage.
Hello, there, little guy. Huh!
Poor Stacy. My fear of spiders got Stacy bitten.
But saved me! Yes!
Looks like it's just you and me now, Rainbow.
All right, Isabella, let me have it one more time.
Well, according to our data, this is the relative position of the sun,
and this is where the Earth should be on its orbit this summer.
But for some reason, we're here.
Tennis balls don't lie.
Every test scenario we run comes back with the same results.
- It just seems impossible. - Oh! But it is true.
The Earth has moved away from the sun, and now the summer is gone!
Big deal! So this summer's over.
- There's always next summer. - No, Buford.
If we don't do something soon, summer will be gone forever.
What? I'm expressing how I feel, through music.
Huh?
* Evil team up *
* Dastardly scheme up *
* Taking them to town *
* Gonna catch 'em *
* Throw 'em and fetch 'em *
* Put them in the pound *
* You kicked us around *
* You mocked and offended *
* The pages have turned *
* Your chapter has ended *
* Now, 'cause OWCA's goin' down *
* That's right *
* Don't eyeball me *
* Just look askance *
* Your team was run aground *
* You say you didn't eat those plans *
* But here's the ultrasound *
* Your agency's over The whole thing is ending *
* Check out our homepage *
* And see how we're trending *
* OWCA's going down *
Distract!
* OWCA's going down *
Grab!
* OWCA's going down *
Lasso!
* OWCA's going down *
Nab!
* OWCA's going down *
And that's what would happen if we grew magnets
- under the Earth's core. - The credits were nice touch.
Well, there's so many people behind the scenes that deserve a mention.
I guess that's another course of action that's off the table.
Not too many ideas left.
But we have to figure out a way to save summer,
- or it'll be gone forever. - Well, Baljeet, what have you got?
I have composed a simulation for turning the Earth's
core into a gyroscope. Maybe that would...
- And roll credits! - I sure hope this cold
weather isn't affecting Mom and Dad's cave adventures.
Okay, now we're gonna squeeze past this stalactite,
I mean, stalagmite. Wait! Which one is on top?
- Actually, I believe that's just a hole. - I seem to be trapped!
Turn away, folks. I'm gonna have to saw my arm off!
That was a close one. Now, follow me!
Do you get the feeling this might be his first time down here, too?
Dang it.
There we go. With that, we've captured all of OWCA's agents.
Almost all of them. Remember Perry the Platypus!
He's still out there somewhere.
Thank you for reminding me, Dr. Bringdown.
- Excuse me, I'm Dr. Bringdown. - Put a sock in it, David.
Time to get to our press conference. Soon, the world
will bow to us, like Doofy's neck bows to his back.
- His posture is poor. - Nice!
Come on, Slouchy. Let's make us some demands.
Hey there, little fella.
You're not such a tough guy, are you, Mr. Spider?
Oh, no, you're not. No, not a bit.
Ah, who ya kidding, Flynn?
To face your fear, you've gotta at least look.
Creepy crawly, creepy crawly, creepy crawly!
Get off me, get off me, get off me, get off me!
Ew!
Oh, I'm sorry, 5-year-old me, I tried. I really tried.
Snap out of it, current me! Summer's not over yet.
Hey, wait a minute. Summer's over?
Who did th... Oh... Phineas and Ferb.
Phineas and Ferb! What did you do to summer?
Your fall is ruining summer!
You made me buy a blanket with sleeves!
My toilet seat is cold!
Ladies and gentlemen of the press, kindly put a cork in it.
So, you've probably figured out
that the Earth has moved away from the sun.
And we at Love Muffin are responsible.
And now, we're here to extort you.
And to that end, let me introduce you to Senor Killbot.
...
You know, in case any of you extortees speak Espanol.
We just don't want to leave anyone out.
...
- Aw... - Oh! It's cute.
And that's our new logo. Foreboding, yet comforting.
So, basically, if you want us to put the Earth
back in its proper orbit, you have to meet our list of demands!
"Number one, the minimum height
"to get on any rollercoaster will now be this high."
I mean, that high. "Number two, pretzels!"
Really? That's how you give demands?
What? What was wrong with that? I was gonna go for one of
- those big tubs from Lotsmo. - You sounded like a bashful Santa Claus
pitching softballs to a girl in a bikini.
"All right, number four..."
Wait, you don't know what that sounds like.
Stand aside.
Listen, you dogs, with one small inator...
My inator.
...we've moved the Earth into an early autumn.
Now, we, the collective scientific genius of Love Muffin,
have created an inizor 10 times the size and strength.
Capable of moving the Earth so far away from the sun,
we will bring about a new ice age!
So, if you value your puny lives,
you will meet all the demands on our list,
or pay the consequences!
Is it just me, or is this getting out of hand?
...
Seriously? Someone moved the Earth, and it wasn't you?
- Not this time, no. - Any chance it could
spontaneously go back to the way it was?
We can't take that chance, Candace.
We'll never have another summer if our plan doesn't work.
- Plan? What plan? - We're building this massive
rocket engine to put on top of Mount Danville.
One measly rocket on one mountain isn't gonna move the Earth, Phineas.
That's why we've enlisted the help of other kids around the world.
See? There's Floria and Abdul on Mount Kilimanjaro,
Ganash and Kabul on Mount Everest,
Vsevolod and Vanko at the top of Mount Elbrus,
and Lupert and Eorpwald on Mount Haggenhuge.
Eorpwald is the goat.
While they finish fine-tuning,
we'll move our rocket up to Mount Danville.
Then everyone turns them on, and the Earth goes back to the way it was?
Sort of, but the burners all need to be synchronized through this control panel.
Otherwise, we risk ripping the Earth's crust apart.
Do you think you could stay here and help control the thrust?
These look quite simple level controls.
Yeah, pretty much the same as a sound mixer.
Except this one controls five mega rockets
- capable of ripping the Earth in half. - Why can't Irving do it?
Oh, he would. But he's trending right now.
* Scorpions, parasites, black widows, rabies *
* Sunburn, frostbite head trauma, scabies *
* Don't even get me started about mosquitoes *
* Malaria *
Good morning, Agent P.
Well? What do you think?
Carl, the evil scientists of Love Muffin have captured all of our agents.
Ugh! My first day on the job and all my agents get captured.
- What am I gonna do? - Simple. Let's go get 'em.
But we're seriously outnumbered.
Maybe, but we have the advantage.
We have the best agent with us and we have the element of surprise.
- We can't lose. - You're right.
Perry, Monty, let's go rescue our agents.
Let's go rescue our agents.
Let's go... Oh, I'm coming.
Oh, there's Kilimanjaro.
Phineas, Floria and Abdul's rocket is ready. That's all of them.
Okay, Candace, we're on our way to Mount Danville.
Lock down the capsule and stand by.
Oh, I sure hope there aren't any spiders in here.
Okay, Ferb, let's put it down right there.
Come on, everyone. Let's get this thing online.
I'm linking up with the other rockets. Is everyone ready out there?
- Mount Elbrus? - Check.
- Mount Kilimanjaro? - Check.
- Mount Everest? - Check.
Mount Haggenhuge? Mount Haggenhuge?
Uh-oh. Mount Haggenhuge,
your rocket has gone offline. Can you fix it?
- All systems are green. - Check. Firing up Mount Danville.
Okay, Candace, you're good to go.
Roger. Target destination activated. Engaging thrusters.
Phineas, it's working! The Earth is moving back into position.
Fantastic, Candace. Just a couple more minutes and we'll have our summer back.
Well, that was fun. We should go get ice cream more often.
Did you have to order for all of us, Rodney?
I'm not crazy about this new grilled cheese flavor.
You get what you get,
- and you don't get upset. - Wow, he's strict.
I think we've given the world leaders enough time.
Let's see if they've submitted to our list of demands.
Well, what have you got to say for yourselves?
Uh... You'll be happy to know that we've,
uh, met all of your demands except for the, uh, pretzel thing.
What? How dare you? Do you know what this means?
Look, we're sorry. Uh, we had them, but the Vice President
left the tub on the roof of the car. And we, uh...
No pretzels, no deal.
You have doomed the Earth to perpetual winter.
Uh, Phineas, the holographic thingie
shows that the Earth is moving in the wrong direction.
Well, that makes no sense. It should be working.
Maybe it needs more power. I'm increasing the burn.
No, Candace, don't! Never push it into the red.
That's a bad thing. Turn down the thrusters.
This must be a special episode. He's yelling at his sister again.
Uh, Phineas? What happened?
You must have overloaded the power relay on the control panel.
You're going to have to get a spare electromagnetic coupling fuse.
- Where would I find a thing like that? - Ferb has one in the box in the attic.
The attic? Where all the spiders are?
Yeah, the attic.
That's just the building settling again.
Now, the world knows that Love Muffin's
not an organization to be trifled with.
Yeah, meanwhile, you may have plunged
- the Earth into another ice age. - The world is ours for the taking.
But this is crazy talk! I'm an evil scientist, not a mad scientist.
There's a difference. Subtle, I grant you, but... But still, you know,
I don't really like the new direction this organization is taking
and I think we need a little fresh air.
You also need a chiropractor, Slouchy.
Good one. Because he slouches.
And as an agent, you get to wear a nifty fedora.
I made that one out of an old newspaper.
Yes, sir, OWCA is perfect for a guy like you, but, sadly, not for me.
- Yeah, things are tough all over, bub. - What? Doofenshmirtz!
Wait, do I... do I know you? Major Monogram!
Francis, what happened to you? Look at...
You're a washed-up mess!
This whole weather thing is your fault, you know.
- My fault? - Okay, technically it's my fault.
But if you weren't sitting around in a cold alley,
whining to rats and feeling sorry for yourself,
this whole situation wouldn't have gotten so out of control!
Before, I was a regular evil scientist. And now, suddenly
I'm part of this big organization of super villains
bent on world domination. I'm not comfortable with that.
The point is you should have been there to stop me, and you weren't.
Huh, two cents.
- There's the warehouse. - Come on.
Oh...
Guys, little help?
What do you say, Perry? Think we can take 'em?
All right, you goons.
You take two, and I'll take two.
Great. They have a cave troll. Run!
Perry, split up.
Thanks, Carl.
Ooh!
Wow, good work, Agent P.
Great. Now we get all his health.
You play way too many video games, man.
Come on, Candace, you can do this.
What's a couple of little spiders compared to the fate of the world?
Oh, who am I kidding? I need support.
Stacy, I really need your help.
Sorry, Candace. No can do.
I have to stay put until the swelling goes down.
- Are you okay? - I'll be fine.
But until then, you're on your own.
Well, she's no help. I'm gonna have to do this myself.
It's just you and me, attic.
You and me, and about ten hundred gazillion spiders.
Oh, I can't do this!
Okay, I've had time to think it over, and we need to put the world back.
I, for one, do not want to live in a perpetual winter.
Scoot over, Rodney.
Your betrayal doesn't surprise me, Heinz.
- Step aside. - Hey, what are you doing?
Just to show you who's boss,
I am going to move the Earth even further from the sun!
There's Ferb's box, way over there.
Oh, who am I kidding? I can't go way over there.
Candace?
Phineas, how did you get up here?
I'm using the Ferbographic technology.
What's taking so long? Did you find the box?
Well, it's right over there, by all those spider webs.
Be a pal and grab it for me, will you?
What? No, I... I can't pick it up. I'm a hologram.
- You have to do it. - But I can't.
Well, what's the matter, Candace?
It's my fear of spiders. I've been trying to overcome it all day.
Well, that is a valid fear. You should be cautious around some spid...
Oh Phineas, you're not helping!
Come on, you've already done so many brave things.
Remember, when you helped to rescue that clipped baloon? {*}
And what about that time you got that really big bird to quit pecking our house?
Or when you climbed up on the motor of our baguette boat
after I gave you a similar pep-talk?
Yeah! You know what? You're right.
If I could do that, then I should be able to walk across the attic, right?
This's been silly. Heck, I don't even remember what I was afraid of.
- Spiders. - Uh!
Candace, you forgot the box.
Here they are. They're heading to the roof.
We've gotta get up there and stop them from firing that inator.
Not so fast, Monty Monogram.
Take it easy. We don't want any trouble!
- What? - Now that we have all
of OWCA's agents, nothing can stop us.
- That's where you're wrong. - Major Monogram!
I'm back. And I brought some help.
...
Wait a minute!
This is the same brawl we had earlier.
- So? - No, I'm just saying.
...
He's right. Let's get out of here.
That's not what he said, but yes, we should get out of here.
- Candace, you're not giving up, are you? - No!
Today, I face my fear.
Back off, spiders! Candice is in the attic.
Now we're talking!
Ha! Take that, you little...
Wow, I guess there are a lot of spiders up here.
It's alright, Candace. You're just gonna have to reach past that spider.
Are you kidding me?
Candace, the fate of the world is at stake!
Okay, 5-year-old me, here we go.
Gotta... reach it.
A little... bit further.
That's it.
- I got it! - Great work, Candace!
You go down and put the fuse in, I'll go back and tell the guys.
And well done.
In your face, arachnid!
Candace did it, Isabella. She got the fuse.
Uh, Phineas, one of the main locking bolts
- came loose on the rocket, and, uh... - Huh. Yeah, we should
probably fix that before Candace puts the fuse back.
- Let me... - Oh, this is just ridiculous.
You and I should just... Oh, look, a horse in a bookcase.
A what?
Ha! Now to move the Earth into a new ice age.
Why isn't this thing going in?
What is it? "Righty loosey, tighty-whitey?"
Phineas, this thing ain't budging.
Candace? Candace? Why isn't this com-link working?
The rocket is blocking the signal. We've got to get up there.
There, I've disabled the reverse switch and the self-destruct button.
So there's no...
Nobody messes with my self-destruct button!
You make a pretty good fulcrum there, Rodney.
- Well, at least we're out of danger. - We've gotta get that
rocket into position, or the planet could be torn apart!
Come on, you stupid thing, get in there.
It's in! The fuse is in. Okay, I'm gonna fire up the engines.
Whoa!
It's not moving, Phineas. It's like something's resisting our jets.
I was afraid of that.
Listen, push the rockets up above the red line.
But, Phineas, you said that would be bad!
Well, there is a slight chance of pulling the planet apart.
- That's a bad thing! - It's our only chance, Candace.
We should be okay if you just do it slow and steady.
Oh, just like the rabbit in the story.
Yes, exact... Wait, no! Like the turtle! Like the turtle!
Slow and steady. Slow and steady.
Look, Doofenshmirtz is trying to destroy the inator.
Come on, he needs help!
- Hang on, sir! - Nice catch, Carl.
- I don't know what's going on anymore. - Phineas, what's happening?
Unless I missed my guess, the Earth is moving again.
You better shut down the rockets, Candace.
Gotta get to the controls. Almost th...
It stopped. We're not moving anymore.
- Candace, you did it. - What? I did?
Huh, what do you know? I did.
Ah, summer. Welcome back.
Yeah, well, that's to be expected.
Come on, Rodenstein, you're coming with me.
- See you later, Slouchy. - Yeah, well, you...
I can never come up with anything quick enough.
Doofenshmirtz, you just saved the world. Thank you.
You're welcome, Francis. Put her there.
Psych! I'm still evil.
Yes. Yes, you are.
- Well, Monogram, nice work. - Thank you, sir.
Unfortunately, we're still not getting our deposit back
on that rental hall, and that's really broken the budget.
I'm afraid we had to close OWCA.
- Sir, why don't you start a new agency? - Good idea. What do we call it?
Well, looks like the name OWCA just became available.
- Oh, it's over that old building! - Great!
We'll call our new organization that and move there.
- Good idea, sir! - And to keep costs down,
we're gonna have to cut some management positions.
Colonel Contraction, your services will no longer be required.
Yeah, well, that's to be expected.
- I think this belongs to you, sir. - You keep that one, Carl.
Welcome back, sir.
Everything's all right. We're all outside.
Oh, sweet sunshine.
- Yes, well... - Terra firma! Lovely top soil.
Um, we'll, we'll just be going then, shall we?
Bye, Saul.
Ugh, kissed a bug.
There she is. The hero of the day.
Nice going, Candace. Hey, where did the command center go?
Probably the same place the last one went.
You really did a good job, Candace.
Yeah, not only did we save the world,
but I did everything I promised 5-year-old me I'd do.
Let's all pretend like we understood that.
Well, now that we have summer back, what should we do?
Oh! Oh! I got an idea.
* Come on everyone *
* We're having a party *
* Dancing in the sun *
* We're having a party *
* And you know we're not done *
* We're having a party *
* Every corner of the world, yeah *
* 'Cause it's summer * * Summer all over the... *
Buford!
I think there must be something wrong with this program.
* Everybody Doodly doodly dee... *
Dengue fever!
* Diddly diddly doo *
Whooping cough!
* If you go into the woods *
* Then this will happen to you *
Nature is gross. Thank you!
Thank you very much. My mom taught me that song!
Buford!
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