Gotta Blast.
♪ Into the stars, goin' by Candy Bar's ♪
♪ Rides a kid with a knack for invention ♪
( gasps )
♪ With super-powered mind, a mechanical canine ♪
( barks )
♪ He rescues the day from sure destruction ♪
Help.
♪ This is the theme song ♪
( screams )
♪ For Jimmy Neutron. ♪
( mechanical whirring )
( barking )
( yells )
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JIMMY: Hmm, looks like my time accelerator
works exactly as I planned.
( Hugh hoots )
I can't believe it, sugar booger!
We're finally going to get to see Ducks--
the greatest musical ever made.
♪ When you're a duck, you're a duck all the way ♪
♪ From the first time you quack ♪
♪ Till the last egg you lay. ♪
♪ When you're a duck you live in a blind ♪
♪ With a little o'range and some fresh melon rind. ♪
♪ Ducks... ♪
♪ The musical. ♪
JUDY: Now, Jimmy.
While we're out tonight,
no inviting anyone over, no experiments,
and no intergalactic travel.
Don't worry, Mom, I'll be good.
Good-- but just to be safe,
sign here... and here... and here...
and initial here.
Mom, I'm just doing routine maintenance
on my shrink ray, time pincher
and time accelerator.
It's going to be a boring night.
Let's go, pudding.
Don't want to miss the overture.
( to Beethoven's 9th symphony ): ♪ Duck-duck-duck-duck... ♪
( chuckles ): Oh, Hugh.
We'll be home around 11:30.
Jimbo, you want us
to wake you up when we get home
and re-enact the show?
Uh... no thanks.
Sometimes a scientist's lot can be
a lonely and boring one, Goddard.
( doorbell rings )
Saved by the bell.
Hey, Jimmy, I got the first season
of Teenage Ultra Lord on DVD,
with 162 hours of deleted scenes.
Yeah.
In one episode,
the actors flub their lines
with hilarious results.
Oh, sorry, guys, I can't.
My parents are out and I can't have anybody over.
Your parents are gone?
You're home alone?
They won't be back till Ultra Lord knows when?
Let's have a party.
No, Sheen, seriously.
I signed a legal document.
But think of the fun, the laughs, the memories.
Think of the high-calorie snacks and sugar-laden soda.
Oh, it would be fun.
Maybe Nick would even come
and that would make us cooler than cool.
And maybe Betty Quinlan would come, Jimmy.
Betty Quinlan?
( romantic music playing )
SHEEN: This is a once- in-a-lifetime chance.
SHEEN: Your parents may never go out again!
Hmm... Mom and Dad didn't say anything
about Sheen inviting anyone over, so okay.
Sheen, I guess it'd be okay
if you wanted to just invite a few...
Can you keep it down, Jimmy?
Yeah, you heard me: Party at Neutron's.
Call everybody you ever met in your entire life
and tell them to get over here now.
This is going to be the greatest night of our lives.
Or a horrible nightmare of pain and misery.
Carl, what'd you say that for?
Hey, I calls 'em as I .
JIMMY: Ooh, there's the man.
Right this way, ladies.
Liking the outfit.
Glad you could make it.
Cindy? Libby?
Yeah, yeah.
The only reason we're here is to make
catty observations and rude remarks.
And there was nothing good on TV.
So, uh...
like, where's the party, Nerdbomb?
Uh, well, it's right here.
This is it.
What!
No music, no dancing, no decorations?
No little weenies in little buns?
Leave it to Neutron to throw a totally lame party.
What about games?
We could play spin the bottle.
Yeah, or we could play
spin Sheen and hit him with a bottle.
Oh, w-w-wait, I've got some cool games:
Rock 'em Sock 'em Einstein
and, oh, Stephen Hawking's Off-Road Baja Wheelchair Race.
I'll be right back.
Hey, don't forget the little weenies.
I officially declare this party over.
I am out of here.
No, no!
If Nick goes, they all go.
I got to stop him.
Get out of my way, Shine.
"Sheen."
Whatever-- move.
Wait, wait, wait!
Jimmy has cool stuff
like... like a jet pack.
And you'd look cooler than cool
flying around in that.
Please stay!
Don't leave!
KIDS: Wow!
Let the party begin.
JIMMY: Let's see, I got games,
double-fudge popcorn, Purple Slurp...
( glass shatters )
That can't be good.
( music playing, bell dinging, games buzzing )
Hey, Wheezer,
what happens if I point this at you
and press the button?
Don't, don't.
You'll make me real...
...small!
Help!
( robot beeping )
( jet pack whizzing )
Hey, check me out, dudes.
I'm Super Nick.
LIBBY: Check this out.
Live satellite feed of the Men Pretending To Be Boys concert.
( screams )
( pop music playing )
Hey, Jimmy.
I used your time pincher
to bring Harry Houdini to your party
to do magic tricks.
( roars )
Sheen, that's a ferocious prehistoric velociraptor.
Oh, yeah.
I always get magicians and dinosaurs mixed up.
( raptor roaring )
( roars )
( pop music continues )
CARL: Don't step on me!
( music stops )
Okay, that's it.
This party is over.
Everybody out.
Uh, hey, Jimmy.
B-B-Betty Quinlan?
Who invited Miss I'm-So- Beautiful-And-Perfect?
I heard you were having a party.
Yes, I am.
( cheering )
( funky dance music begins )
I love this song.
You want to dance?
Uh, dance-- me, with you?
Here, tonight, in real life?
I mean, it's not April Fool's?
I'm not dreaming?
This isn't an elaborate practical...
Why would anyone want to dance with Nerdtron?
I wouldn't dance with him if he were the last kid on earth.
Methinks the lady doth protest too much.
Methinks you better button your yap
before I button it for you.
Oh, yeah, I feel good!
Hit me.
Oh, not really.
( chuckles )
Yeah.
Great party, Neutron.
Thanks, Betty.
I guess it is.
( phone rings )
Jimmy Neutron, party monster.
HUGH ( on phone ): Jimbo?
Dad?
HUGH: Bad news.
One of the actors in Ducks broke his wing,
so I jumped on stage to fill in
and, well, I kind of, sort of,
I, uh, accidentally...
He destroyed the entire set.
It could've happened to anybody.
Anyways, we'll be home in about five minutes.
See you soon, son.
Five minutes-- no!
What's the matter, Jimmy?
Nothing-- everything's.
Good, because I am dancing
till I can't dance no more.
( laughs )
Ah, that's great.
I mean, no, it's not.
Estimate parental unit arrival time.
WATCH: T minus four minutes 12 seconds.
Okay, that was fun.
Wish you could stay, but I understand.
Thanks for coming, bye.
We're not leaving the party.
It finally got good, hmm!
You can't kick me out.
I'm... I'm me.
CARL: Don't stop me, Jimmy.
I've got feet of flames.
Oh, what am I going to do?
Think, think!
♪ You're a duck all the way. ♪
Brain blast!
By speeding up time within the confines of my house
using my time accelerator,
they can have their party and leave it, too.
( burping )
( kids groaning )
GIRL: What's going on?
( panting )
Cool party, Neutron.
( panting )
For once, you did something right.
( panting )
It was great,
even though I never got a little weenie.
Let me know when you're having another party, Jimmy.
Oh, will do, Betty.
( puckers )
Ah!
Hi, honey.
How was your evening?
Oh, fine.
Did you throw a wild party?
What?
Just kidding.
Goddard, activate light-speed clean up!
( whirring, drilling and animal noises come from inside house )
Looking good.
JUDY: We certainly have a wonderful son--
so responsible and trustworthy.
You couldn't leave most boys his age alone like that.
No, you couldn't.
But then, Jimbo's not most boys.
He's one in a million.
He sure is.
Say, I'm going to hang up my jacket
and then I'm going to say more nice things about Jimmy.
Uh, sugar booger, how long have we had a raptor in the closet?
( raptor roars, Hugh screams )
JUDY: James Isaac Neutron!
JIMMY: I can fix that... I hope.
HUGH: Bad dinosaur, bad.
That's it, out of the house.
Ow! Ow!
I'm glad you're extinct.
You're mean.
SHEEN: I'm telling you,
bologna is made by tiny bologna elves.
And I'm telling you,
bologna grows on mighty bologna trees.
Does not!
Does, too!
( helicopter rotors wh)
JIMMY: ( on Goddard's speaker ) Hi, guys.
Oh, no!
Goddard's eaten Jimmy.
JIMMY: Not quite-- I'm on the lab speakerphone.
I want you to get your favorite video games
and come over.
I've got an invention you'll love, and it...
( pants )
How'd you get here so quick?
I had a copy of Ultra Lord
Versus Robo-Fiend Mega Battle in my pocket.
And you carry that around all the time?
Oh, I don't need to.
I can stop whenever I want.
I don't have a problem!
Not today, you don't.
How would you, Sheen, like to fight side by side
with Ultra Lord, live and in person?
( gasps )
Jimmy!
I love you.
Behold the glory that is...
the Neutronic Game Pyramid.
Ooh, pointy.
It actually deconstructs your particles
and inserts you into your favorite video game.
So as soon as Carl get.
SHEEN: No, no.
I want to fight side by side
with Ultra Lord now.
Every moment I'm not fighting
side by side with Ultra Lord is tearing me apart.
Okay, okay, okay.
Insert the game, then stand on the transference pad.
Oh, one more thing.
This pyramid is only a prototype,
so in order to exit the game, you have to win.
So just to be on the safe side, I'll start you out on Level 1.
As Ultra Lord said in episode 62, "Love, Valor, Ultra Lord!"
Fractalize me.
( machine whirrs )
( hisses )
( Sheen shouts )
( grunts )
Awesome-- I'm actually on the Ultra Planetoid.
ULTRA LORD: Greetings, life-form.
I'm about to engage Robo-Fiend in pitched combat.
Would you like to be my Battle Buddy?
B-b-battle Buddy? M-me?
Answer quickly.
My ultra senses tell me that Robo-Fiend is approaching.
At last.
My long years of watching TV have paid off.
Let evil tremble,
for none can withstand the awesome might
that is Ultra Lord and his new Battle Buddy--
Ultra Sheen!!
( roars )
( whirring )
Okay, that could have gone better.
JIMMY: Oh, Sheen.
Now he's trapped in there. Oh, well...
I'm sure he can't possibly lose twice on Level 1.
SHEEN ( on monitor ): Hey, look at me.
I'm head-growing-out- of-the-ground man.
Or maybe I'd better give him a hand.
( grunts )
Hey, what happened?
I'm free.
That's because I pressed "Reset."
I couldn't let you get stuck in here.
Sorry, Jimmy.
Seeing Ultra Lord in all his shining glory
distracted me so.
ULTRA LORD: Greetings, life-forms.
I'm about to engage Robo-Fiend in pitched combat.
Would you like to be my Battle Buddies?
He always says that.
Get ready, Jimmy.
Robo-Fiend's about to get ultra whipped.
CARL: My favorite video game?
Oh, no, no, no, it's too much pressure.
Ninja Llamas in Space?-- No.
Llama Versus Mega-Dingo?
( gasps ): Of course.
Llamapalooza.
Oh, I love you most of all.
( clanking )
( whirring )
Prepare to taste photons, Cosmic Avengers.
Okay, Sheen, here's th.
Jimmy, please.
May I remind you this is Level 1?
( clanks )
( blasts )
( wind whistles )
( thuds )
( clanks to a stop )
He's all yours, Encased Crusader.
Hey, Robo-Fiend.
Hold this for me.
( thuds )
( wind whistling )
Oh, Sheen, that was awesome.
The scent of victory is pungent.
( sniffs )
( quietly ): Or is that just me?
( panting )
Hey, Jimmy, the lab door was open, so I came right in
and... oh, wow!
It's Robo-Fiend Mega Battle featuring Jimmy and Sheen.
This must be the surprise Jimmy had.
Hey, Jimmy, where are you?
Can I play your new game?
I guess he went to the "little inventor's" room.
Well, I'm sure he won't mind.
Level 1?
Come on, that's for babies... ( snorts )
Let's try Level 7.
( Sheen shouts, grunts )
( whirrs )
But, but, but... I don't get it.
We won the game.
We should have exited already.
Greetings, life-forms.
I'm about to engage Robo-Fiend in pitched combat.
Would you like to be my Battle Buddies?
Leapin' leptons-- the game has reset itself.
ULTRA LORD: Answer quickly.
My ultra senses tell me that Robo-Fiend is approaching.
No problemo.
I can kick Robo-Fiend's Level 1 butt
all day long.
( Robo-Fiend clanks )
( roaring)
( quietly ): Or not.
Taste magma, Cosmic Avengers.
( roars )
( screams )
Jimmy, something's wrong.
Robo-Fiend doesn't get a Magma Cannon
until Level 5.
Someone must have raised the game level,
but who?
BOTH: Carl!
JIMMY: ( on monitor ): Carl, stop-- it's not a game!
We're really in danger.
Wow, the characters know my name... ( snorts )
Talk about interactive.
Hmm, I wonder if this game has
the Robo-Fiend Atomic Breath feature?
( whirring )
( huffing )
( laughs evilly )
( roaring )
JIMMY ( groaning ): Atomic Breath.
( choking ): Gross.
( Robo-Fiend roars )
ULTRA LORD: Behind me, Battle Buddies.
Don't worry, Jimmy.
We're okay as long as Ultra Lord's shields hold.
Hmm, those shields look kind of strong.
I'd better drain them.
( whooshing )
( clatters )
( roaring )
( Ultra Lord groans )
That's going to leave an ultra bruise.
( crashes )
Ultra Lord.
No...!
Oh, yeah, I'm bad.
( shouts ): I defeated Ultra Lord!!
( quietly ): And yet... I feel strangely empty inside.
Maybe it's because this game doesn't have any llamas.
It's all my fault.
I'm a ba-a-a-ad Battle Buddy.
If only we had more power.
You'd have to capture an Ultra Crystal
to get a mega level power boost.
Ultra Crystals-- of course!
Okay, Sheen, can you distract Robo-Fiend for me?
Leave it to me, Battle Buddy.
SHEEN: Hey, Robo-loser.
Is that the rotting carcass
of a Rigilian Mold Bat I smell?
Or is that just your R?
( clanks, roars )
( shouts )
( hissing )
( booming )
If I were a game programmer,
where would I hide an Ultra Crystal?
( hissing )
( shouts )
( clunk )
Of course.
It's always under the stalagmites.
( laughs evilly )
Sheen-- catch.
I got it, I got it.
( clanks, whirrs )
Fool!
You are helpless before one
who now and forever shall be known as...
Mega Robo-Fiend.
You might think about counseling.
I'm picking up some self-esteem issues
and it's... ( screams )
Ah, Llamapalooza.
( machine whirrs )
( hissing )
ROBO-FIEND: Now face the fury
of my Opti-Blasts.
( bouncy music playing )
What the...?
( music playing )
Sheen, where are we?
Ride, Carl.
Ride like the wind.
There must be another Ultra Crystal around here someplace.
( grunts )
( hisses )
Yes.
Sheen.
Heads up.
( whiffling )
( Sheen grunts )
Power coursing through my cuticles.
Power enough to transform Ultra Sheen into...
Mega Ultra Sheen!
( both zapping )
Our power is too evenly matched.
Good thing I know your one true weakness.
( roars ): No.
Yes.
The European director's cut of Ultra Lord, episode 317
reveals that his arch-enemy Robo-Fiend is...
lactose-intolerant.
Taste llama milk, Star Destroyer.
No, I'm allergic.
Don't.
( groans )
( explosion )
Well done, Battle Buddies.
Join me again next time
in the never-ending battle against evil.
( crashes )
( groans )
( whirring )
Phew.
There's no way I'm ever, ever playing
that game again till next week.
Well, I guess my prototype needs a little more work.
It's a good thing you came through with those llamas, Carl.
You know, we, we... Carl?
Jimmy, look.
CARL: Llamapalooza.
Llamapalooza, yay.
( happy music playing )
We've got to get him out right away.
Maybe we'll let him stay there till after lunch.
Okay. Got any bologna?
CARL: Llamapalooza.
( Carl singing and la)
Hey.
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