Got to blast!
♪ Into the stars, goin' by Candy Bar's ♪
♪ Rides a kid with a knack for invention ♪
( gasps )
♪ With a 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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( bell rings )
( whispers ): What's the password?
No one gave us any stupid password.
We were just told to show up.
How do I know you're Cindy and Libby?
( sings high note )
Okay, okay, stop!
( stops )
I believe you, you're Libby.
But how do I know you're Cindy?
Just open the stupid door!
Yup, that's you.
Sorry, ladies,
I'm going to have to search you.
( detector whirring )
( makes karate yell )
( faintly ): She's clean.
Thank you for coming, you two.
For once I'm really glad to see you.
I'll give you ten seconds to tell us what this is about.
Maybe I should let our guest explain.
Greetings, honorable children.
I am Princess Guan Qi Sui, last heir to the Sui Dynasty--
but my friends call me "Peggy."
( softly ): Pretty, pretty, pretty Peggy Sui...
( with normal voice ): Do you think she's married?
Get your tongue off the floor.
It was Princess Sui who contacted me.
Goddard, activate holo-program 7A.
( whirring )
7A-- I said 7A!
SUI: This is the Egg-Drop Jade,
a priceless gem that has been in my family for generations.
The Jade has an unstable atomic structure
which can channel near infinite amounts of raw energy.
Knowing this, my evil brother, a boy named Sui,
has built a deadly doomsday device.
When powered by the egg,
this device could enslave the entire free world.
And that's where we come in.
The egg's currently on display at the Retroville Museum.
The security system is state-of- the-art, but that won't stop us.
You want us to help you rob the Retroville Museum?
Have you popped a synapse?
The egg has got to be secured
before Peggy's evil brother steals it.
And to do that, I'll need your help.
Pinch me, Libby, I'm in shock.
You need our help?
I can't do it by myself.
JIMMY: You've all been chosen
for this operation
because you each posses a unique skill.
Really? What's my skill, Jimmy?
It's personal hygiene, isn't it?
Well, um... actually, Carl,
I was hoping you could stay
and keep the princess company while we're gone.
But I want to help save the free world, too.
Please let me help, Jimmy.
Please, please, please, please, please, please...
If it's for the good of the free world,
then I guess we'll help-- just shut him up!
Okay, Carl...
Carl, okay!
( stops asking "please" )
You can help by, um... uh...
by providing nourishing snacks for quick energy.
Yay!
Who likes fruit chewies?
So, bearing in mind that Carl will provide snacks,
here's the plan.
Hey, Lou.
I caught this kid sneaking around
the service entrance.
Very suspicious.
What are you doing here, kid?
( stiffly ): Hello, my name is Pete--
Steve! Steve!
And I am a diversion--
I mean, I am collecting money
for the United Magicians Retirement Fund.
I love magicians.
Hey, kid, you know any magic card tricks?
Do I?
Allow me to direct your attention
away from the wall of security monitors.
The guards should be distracted right about now.
JIMMY: This hypersonic blast will be nasty,
but it should freeze the alarm system.
Ready, Libby?
( sings high-pitched note )
( sings even higher-pitched note )
( howls )
( glass shatters )
( Libby holds note )
The alarms will stay frozen
as long as you sustain that note, Libby.
Everyone else, go.
Stop! Nobody move.
JIMMY: Good call, Carl.
How did you know there were pressure sensors?
I didn't, I just thought we could use a snack.
You're up, Cindy.
Can you reach that control box
without setting foot on the pressure sensors?
With the energy boost from this raspberry chewy she can.
( makes karate yell )
( continues karate yelling )
We've got ten seconds-- hurry!
The sensors are back online.
Stay where you are, Cindy.
No problem.
But you'll come back, right?
Right?
Is this your card?
No...
Oh.
Well, is this your card?
For the tenth time-- no!
Sheesh, you're not a very good magician, are you.
You also lack showmanship.
I'm going back to the monitors.
Uh, uh, wait!
( softly ): Time for Plan B.
Who likes balloon animals?
Look, an albino snake.
( electrical crackling )
Okay, Carl.
Goddard will lower me down on tension wires and...
( howls )
Oh, no!
Goddard must have suffered
hypersonic damage from Libby's high note.
It's up to you, Carl.
I'll have to lower you down
while you retrieve the egg.
Me?
Just replace the real Jade Egg
with this replica, and we're done.
Let's do it!
( whimpering )
( begins sneezing )
( sneezes )
Ooh...
look at the pretty lights.
Don't touch them, Carl.
Those are infrared security beams.
Infrared?
But, Jimmy, I'm allergic to infrared.
Ah!
( begins sneezing )
Carl, no!
( sneezes )
Uh... oh, no...
Quick, Carl, switch the eggs.
Oh, no.
( whimpering )
( continues holding high note )
JIMMY: We did it, Carl.
We got the Jade Egg.
Yeah, Jimmy, about that...
No time, Carl-- we got to move.
And this is the horned Grimlock
from UltraLord episode 42...
( gasps )
Holy Shazbots!
UltraLord's on TV now!
Hey, where's UltraLord?
Every channel has the same stupid show:
"Intruders on level three."
It won't last two seasons.
Intruders on level three?
I'll go-- you watch the kid.
( alarm blaring )
You're in big trouble, kid.
Attack, my pets!
( screaming )
Hey, Neutron, what about the pressure sensors?
No time! Come on!
( makes karate yell )
Run!
( all grunting )
Ow! Ow! Ow!
Guys, we got to hurry.
We're missing UltraLord.
Hey, you kids, freeze!
( barks )
( coughing )
( continues holding high note )
( stops holding high note )
SUI: Oh, thank you, Jimmy Neutron.
I knew that only your enormous, big, smart brain
could accomplish this deed.
I couldn't have done it
without a little help from my friends.
Really?
Then I suppose it is only fitting
that your friends...
( voice deepens ): share in your ultimate downfall.
Jimmy, I think the princess needs a throat lozenge.
That's not the princess.
JIMMY: That's...
ALL: Professor Calamitous!
Thank you, Jimmy.
Phase one of my Doomsday Plan is now complete.
Phase two... hasn't really been worked out yet,
but I'm confident that it will be very, very evil.
A force field-- we're trapped.
Don't worry, Jimmy.
I've got the princess.
You're safe with us, my darling.
Isn't it beautiful?
I tried using more common crystals to power it,
but they all caused catastrophic meltdowns.
Meltdowns from common crystals?
Uh, Jimmy?
Not now, Carl.
I can still cancel out his force field
with my null generator.
But, but...
Stand back, everyone.
Jimmy, no!
Carl, what have you done?
( laughing )
Well done, Carl.
When I rule the earth, you shall receive a charming gift basket.
And now it's... doomsday!
Drat.
Perhaps I should have given phase two more thought.
I'll get you, Jimmy Neutron...
I was trying to tell you before, Jimmy.
I think I got mixed up
and left the real Jade Egg back at the museum.
And the replica egg caused a meltdown.
Carl, your stroke of stupidity
has saved us all.
Yup.
Just one last piece of business to take care of:
who wants the last lemon chewy?
Anyone? Anyone?
Come on, it's lemony.
Come on, Carl, show me what you got.
( grunts )
Ow!
HUGH: Okay.
Sun-- check.
Birds-- check.
Kids playing-- check.
Yes, sir, looks like everything's hunky-dory
in the world of Hugh Neutron.
Sweet leaping...
Crabgrass!
The defiler of beloved lawns everywhere.
My response must be swift and brutal.
WHEEZER: Hey, Neutron.
Just trimming the old hedges
before they start throwing off pollen.
I'm going to need my Lawnlopper back.
Gee, I gave that thing back weeks ago.
You must have forgot.
Forgot about my Lawnlopper 300
Pro-Deluxe as seen on TV?!
I don't think so.
It's probably in your garage.
Why don't you check?
It's probably in your garage.
I already told you,
I gave it back, you wingding.
And I'm telling you you didn't, toolhog.
Cheese-brain!
Sneeze-jockey!
Noodlehead!
Just because my lawn
is lush and silky
while yours is limp and hard to manage...
What?! There's nothing wrong with my lawn.
Oh, please!
Dandelions, gopher holes,
and these tacky ceramic lawn kitties-- please!
Oh, yeah?!
Well, what about your stupid lawn ducks?
They're the laughingstock
of the entire neighborhood.
No, you put that down right now!
Hey, look at me-- quack, quack, quack.
I'm a stupid lawn duck-- quack, quack... whoops.
Sir Quacksalot!
( smash )
( screams )
Oopsy.
That is the last straw, Wheezer.
( smash )
( shudders )
From this point on,
we are mortal enemies.
Well, that goes double for me.
Jimmy, send Carl home.
From now on we'll have nothing to do with him
or anyone named Wheezer
or anyone who's ever wheezed.
But, Dad, Carl's my best friend.
WHEEZER: Not anymore!
Come on, Carl.
From now on
the Wheezers and the Neutrons
are sworn nemesises.
You mean "nemeses."
Don't correct our ignorant enemy, son.
Now, into the house.
The air out here is thick
with the stench of Wheezers.
Bye, Jimmy-- I'll never forget you.
Don't worry, Carl, a feud can't last forever.
Jimmy to Carl, Jimmy to Carl.
Are you receiving me?
Sure thing, Jimmy.
I'm ready for our game of holographic StarToad.
Have at you, then!
Aha! I knew it.
Carl, I have nothing against you personally,
but this is a Wheezer-free home now.
Bye, Jimmy.
Dad, this isn't fair.
Now, son, I know this is hard,
but you'll make other friends--
non-Wheezer friends.
But I want to hang out with Carl.
And sooner or later I'll invent a way
to get around this feud.
Hey, thanks for reminding me.
Ow!
Mom, I can't live like this.
You've got to do something.
Way ahead of you, sweetie.
Fathers can be such sillyheads.
That's why I baked a brambleberry pie
as a peace offering to the Wheezers.
Of course, no one can stay angry
when they're eating one of your pies.
They've never failed yet.
I'll have this ridiculous feud
straightened out in no time.
Good ol' Mom.
If anyone can get this mess back to normal, it's her.
( screams )
Sheen, what were you doing in there?
I'm here to bring you and Carl back together
through my "Reach Out and Touch a Friend" program.
What is that?
Well, for just four bucks a month
I'll secretly deliver messages between you and Carl.
He's already selected a rap-theme greeting
for an additional three cents a word.
( rap beat begins playing )
( clears throat, then grunts )
♪ "Dear Jimmy, how are you? ♪
♪ "What's up, what's new? ♪
♪ "Look, our dads won't listen ♪
♪ "It's you I've been missin' ♪
♪ And it makes me sad and blue, fool." ♪
Please respond-- your friend, Carl."
Four bucks, please.
Look, Sheen, this isn't necessary.
My mom's over at Carl's
patching up the feud right now.
WHEEZER: Oh, sweet heaven!
( yelling )
Oh, somebody, get my back, get my back!
( yelling )
You knew my husband
was allergic to brambleberry pie.
You're just a dupe
for that hateful husband of yours.
"Hateful"? You take that back!
Never, allergy-giver.
Venon-spitter!
She-witch!
Hag-woman!
( gasps )
Jimmy, I don't want you ever to mention the word "Carl" again.
( door slams )
Sheen, can you arrange a meeting with Carl?
You're in luck, Jimmy.
I'm having a special this month
on super-secret meetings.
May I suggest a Mexican bandito theme?
Hi, Jimmy.
Carl, please.
We have to do this by the book.
Oh, sorry.
Hola, Señor Cactus, ¿qué tal?
Look, can we just get on with this?
Whatever, it's your money.
It's really good to see you, Carl.
Do you have the components I need?
Sure, Jimmy.
Here's the perpetual motion gyro top
you gave me last year.
And here's the non-sucking,
hydraulic loopy straw you gave me.
Great-- my dad thinks he's cut me off from technology,
but he forgot about Goddard.
By combining these with extra parts from Goddard,
I'll devise a choloro-plastic crabgrass excelerator.
Jimmy, our dads hate crabgrass.
Exactly.
Faced with an outbreak of crabgrass,
they'll have to forget their feud to save their lawns.
This ought to do the trick.
After all, science has never let us down before.
What about when science
almost made that meteor hit us?
And the time science blocked out the sun and nearly...
Okay, okay-- science almost usually never lets us down.
Ready guys?
Wait.
There's something we got to get settled.
Okay, for contacting Carl, that'll be $3.75,
delivering the message in Spanish, six pesos.
So, carry the one...
Come on.
Okay, guys, here we go.
( humming )
Holly jumping catfish!
( humming )
Great stinking bananas!
Oh, this is all your fault, Wheezer!
Oh, no-- the crabgrass started on your lawn, Neutron.
I guess this neighborhood
just can't have nice things.
You're both wasting time.
The only way to fight an infestation this big
is for you to work together.
Never! No lawn is worth that.
I'd rather be dipped in pickle juice
and thrown to rabid weasels.
Ditto!
Good-bye, old friend.
Avenge you I will!
Drat.
Wedgied by science again.
No!
I can't let my friendship
with Jimmy end like this.
Carl, what are you doing?
Don't!
We need more crabgrass...
More!
( rumbling )
( snarling )
You've started a muta-genic growth cycle
and it's out of control.
( all screaming )
Sugarbooger, we need pruning power, pronto!
Mother! Get the weed spray!
Back, vicious vine of death!
( vines snarling )
( grunting )
( yelling )
Take that, and this.
And that, and more of this.
( grunting )
( panting )
( boys yelling )
Jim-Jim!
Carl!
( both grunting )
( cries out )
( grunting )
Thank goodness you boys are all right.
Mom, does this mean that the feud is over?
And Carl and I can be friends again?
Well, the Wheezers and the Neutrons
may have their differences...
But we'll just have to learn to get past them
for the sake of the children.
You betcha.
I agree one hundred percent.
Just as soon as Wheezer
admits that he took my Lawnlopper.
I did not!
Stupidhead!
Moron-face!
Mucus-monkey!
Duck lover!
"Duck lover"?!
( both yelling )
Okay, okay.
I just remembered.
Sam at the Candy Bar paid me
to send a message to Mr. Neutron
and he's chosen a festive polka theme.
♪ Thanks for lending me your Lawnlopper ♪
♪ Yodel-a-hee, yodel-a-hee, yodel-a-heehoo ♪
♪ I'll return it in the next few days ♪
♪ Yodel-a-hee, yodel-a-hee, yodel-hoo. ♪
That'll be four bucks, please.
ALL: Sheen...
We could discuss a preferred customer discount.
( grumbling angrily )
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