01x10 - Snooze Pods/Sticky Vicky
Posted: 06/27/23 10:59
[exciting music]
- ♪ Oh here we go up the tubes ♪
♪ Fighting crime is what we do ♪
♪ A superhero and his sidekick with a plan ♪
- He has a plan!
- ♪ Who's the one behind the mask ♪
♪ Who can move superfast? ♪
♪ It's Kid Danger... ♪ - And look!
- ♪ It's Captain Man ♪
- ♪ So come along ♪ - Come along!
- ♪ It's the adventures of Kid Danger ♪
♪ ♪
♪ This is the song ♪ - This is the song!
- ♪ For the adventures of Kid Danger ♪
♪ ♪
- ♪ I'm okay ♪
- Feels good.
[adventurous music]
[dinosaur roars]
♪ ♪
- [humming] - Da-da-da, painting,
painting, painting, pictures.
[elevator dings]
- [grumbling]
- Hey, Henry! We're having a paint party.
- Yeah, we're painting a beav-co*n.
- [clicks tongue] - Wanna join?
- No, I wanna know why Ray snuck into my house last night
and dumped hot ice-cream on me while I was sleeping!
- Wait, Ray, did you really do that?
- Yeah I did. [laughing] It was hilarious.
- Yah, pranks are funny!
Want to see the video?
- Wha--video?
- There is always a video.
- You getting this, Schwoz?
- Yah! Prank away!
- [snoring]
- Delivery! - What? What's going on?
- Yeah! I got your hot ice cream delivery right here!
- [laughing] - What? Huh?
Why is it hot?
- No questions! - [groans] Dah!
[laughter]
- Look at his stupid face.
[both laughing]
- Why? Why did you do that to me?
- 'Cause Kid when you're wide awake at : a.m.,
you get bored. Ya gotta do something.
- Why were you awake at : in the morning?
- 'Cause I don't need to sleep anymore.
- What? - You don't sleep?
- What does that mean?
- Schwoz, show 'em why I don't
need to sleep at night anymore.
- Sure!
This is my newest invention.
The schnooze pod!
- The snooze pod?
- Wait. What do you do in a snooze pod?
- You schnooze!
- Here. - Whee.
- Let me "Captain Man-splain" it to ya.
See, you go inside the snooze pod,
and take a nap for just five minutes
and when you're done, you feel like you've had
a full eight hours of restful sleep.
- Whoa, that's so cool. - Uh, I don't trust that.
- I sleep on my face. - Wait!
I want to tell them the best part!
You see, before you get inside the schnooze pod--
[groans] - You get to choose your dream!
- Wait, for real?
- You can pick anything
you wanna dream about? - Yep.
- [excited murmur] I gotta try the snooze pod.
- Let me just, uh, erase my dream history.
Here we go. - Dah, don't worry about that.
- I've got two more schnooze pods!
[remote beeps]
[whirring]
Now there are four of you, and three schnooze pods...
[remote beeps]
[excited murmuring]
So which three of you want to go inside?
- All right, get out of my way. - I call first!
- Me first!
[doors whooshing]
- We won! - We're in!
- All ready!
- Now, boys, to choose your dream,
tap "Select Dream" and then start swooping
to see your choices!
- This is so cool! - I know how to do it.
- Hmm, dream choices.
Let's see.
Romantic comedy? Gross.
Ooh! Adventure.
That's what I'm about.
- Pfft, this is easy.
Uh, girls and, uh,
pizza! [chuckles]
Heck yeah. Done.
- Okay, I wanna have a dream
where I play the cool dad in a TV show...
All right, series...I'll choose "Drake and Josh."
Episode idea, uh--Ooh! att*cked by flying skunks.
- Super hero! Yes, that's perfect for me.
- Next, super power.
Ooh, booty power looks fun.
- Okay everyone! You've picked your dreams.
Now schnooze!
[hissing]
- [whistles, snores]
[both snoring]
- Starting dreams.
- So what now?
- Now, we get to watch them dream!
Look! That's what Henry is dreaming about, right now!
- Uh, where are the girls?
And the pizza?
[gasps]
Uh, excuse me. Hi.
I'm having a dream about girls and pizza,
but I don't see any pizza, so...
- You mean pizza
like this?
- Oh, my Go--
Oh, my God! [yelps]
[clears throat]
Hey. I'm Henry.
- I'm Sophiaroni.
- [chuckles] Wow.
You are everything I like.
- We should turn this off.
I don't think it's right for us
to be watching someone's personal dreams.
- You want to see Ray's dream?
- Ooh, yeah, turn it on! Hurry!
- [laughs] [remote beeps]
[theme music playing]
♪ ♪
- Hi Drake. Hey Josh.
Your dad's home. [cheers and applause]
- You're not our dad. [audience "ooh"]
- This is my dream. Now call me Dad!
[laughter, applause]
[skunks chattering]
- Holy butt! Flying skunks!
[skunks squealing]
[yelling]
[laughter]
- O-kay. Let's see Jasper's dream.
- Yah, okay. [remote beeps]
- [grunting] - Ooh, look.
Jasper's dreaming about Jeff,
the stupidest criminal in Swellview.
- [grunts]
Now with no glass to stop me,
I can steal all the flowers I want!
- [gasps] A crime in progress!
It's Kid Booty time!
[breathes deeply]
[grunts] Hey, you there!
What are you doing?
- Oh, I'm, uh--I'm committing a crime.
- Well I'm Kid Booty, and you better put those pansies down!
- Yeah? How're you gonna stop me?
- With this...
[ding, inflating]
- Whoa! Dude, your booty just got huge!
- That's right. Now feel its wrath!
[grunts] - [groans] My pansies!
- Wow! Go Kid Booty.
- [groaning] - Yeah, I did it!
I stopped crime! With my butt!
- Okay, Kid Booty!
Get ready 'cause I'm about to blast you
in the face with some wicked nap gas!
- [spitting]Oh, no!
That Jeff guy is going to use gas to make Jasper take a nap!
- Yeah, that's part of his dream.
- But you don't understand!
A person is my schnooze pod doesn't schleep normally!
It makes you go into a really really really really really
really deep deep deep deep,
really deep schleep!
- Whoa, that's deep.
- Really deep! If you go to schleep
while you're dreaming in a schnooze pod
you schleep forever.
- So you're saying if Jeff makes Jasper
go to sleep in his dream,
then Jasper won't ever wake up?
- Yes! I can't make it any more clear.
- W--well then let's stop his dream
and wake him up right now!
- No! - Ah! Oof.
Why was there a rug there?
- You can't interrupt a person's dream
while the person is schleeping in the schnooze pod!
- Why not? - Because
it will make their brain explode!
- Okay, so have you considered the possibility that
[loudly] maybe your snooze pods are a bad idea?
- No, they aren't.
Look, let's see what Ray is doing.
[all screaming]
[laughs] Oh, "Drake and Josh."
- Change it back to Jasper's dream!
- Wait, wait, first, let's check in on Henry's dream.
[remote beeps]
- Hey, so, uh, would you like a slice of pizza?
- Sure, yeah.
Mmm! You're delicious.
- Give me that!
[remote beeps]
- [yelling]
Will you hold still?
- No! I don't want your nap gas!
- Schwoz! How do we help Jasper?
- Well, I don't think there's any--
Dah! - [screams]
- Dream-fusion!
- What is dream-fusion?
- Hang on a second, I'll be right back.
[suspenseful music]
You see, by connecting the schnooze pods with these
I can send Ray and Henry into Jasper's dream!
- Okay, well do it! - Aye!
[device whirring]
Dream....
fusion!
[all moaning]
[electricity crackling]
- [yelling] - Get off! Get off!
- [moaning]
[electricity crackling]
[both scream]
- And now... [remote beeps]
- [moaning]
- You did it!
- Yah, yah, shh. Let's watch.
- Ray? What are you doing in my dream?
- No, what are you doing in my dream?
- Guys, guys, guys! I need your help!
- Aw, man.
- We're in Jasper's dream.
- Jeff's trying to spray me with nap gas!
- Yeah! Ready or not, here I gas!
- Oh, no! What if Jeff nap gasses all of them?
- Ugh, all right, let's go stop Jeff.
- Yeah, so we can get back to our good dreams.
Okay, Captain Man, what's our plan?
- Well, I say we run after Jeff,
catch him, then b*at him up.
- Aw c'mon, dude. This is a dream!
We can be more creative than that.
- Oh, yeah!
Then I say we make our hands
turn into propellers, so we can fly!
- Yeah! [laughs] Ooh!
And let's also each grow an extra arm
out of our belly buttons!
- I love it! Ready?
both: Dream power!
[whirring]
That's nice.
- Now let's stop Jeff.
- [whimpering]
[screaming]
- Wha? What the booty?
- We'll show you what the booty is!
- Uh, wait, what are you gonna--
- [grunting]
[cheering]
- Yeah, he did it!
- C'mon! Stop! Too many fists!
[slurring] Okay, I'm almost out.
One more punch will probably do it.
- Jasper, quick! Get your giant butt into position.
- Okay!
- Go, Kid! You take the last one.
- All right, Jeff.
Feel my mutant fist.
- [groans]
[screaming]
[cheering]
- We did it!
- Hug me, brother!
- You guys did an awesome job! - Hey, hey, hey.
I'm hungry.
- Well, my date's torso is made of pizza!
- Then c'mon, everyone. Let's dig in!
- Okay, here's one for you.
And one for you. - Super weird.
- See, Charlotte? Dreams can come true.
[skunks chattering]
- [screams] The flying skunks!
- Spray me! Spray me!
- All right, kids.
Keep your blindfolds on and stay close.
[kids murmuring] Mm-hmm. Follow my voice.
That's right.
All right--stop! all: Ow!
Now, for today's school field trip,
who can guess where I've brought you kids?
- [gasps] A noodle factory?
- No! And stop thinking about noodles!
- Ow!
- All right, kids.
Whip off your blindfolds.
both: Huh? - What is--
- Swellview Museum of Celebrity Garbage?
- That's right.
Now listen to this guy who works here.
- Hiya kids. I've spent most of my life
sneaking around celebrity trash cans,
rootin' through their garbage.
- Wow. - I'm so jelly.
- Hey wait! Henry.
I thought one of your parents was supposed to be here,
to help chaperone. - Oh, yeah.
My parents had to go to court though,
so I brought my boss instead.
- That's right.
My name is Ray Manchester, adult.
- Hey, you guys!
Who can't wait to see celebrities' junk?
[groans]
- Schwoz? - Why's he here?
- Oh, uh, this is my, uh,
weird nephew,
Schwobbert.
- That's right! I'm Schwobbert.
Teenage boy. Hey.
- Okay kids! Schwobbert.
Follow me this way.
[indistinct chatter]
- Why'd you bring Schwoz? - He wanted to come.
- I know but what if he-- - D--don't worry.
He'll blend right in.
- Hey squads! Don't we hate homework?
Uh, dude, I bet you hate having that pimple.
Gimme five bucks and I'll pop it for you.
[giggles] - Uh.
- Now, who all's heard of the TV show "Full House"?
[excited chatter] - Ooh, ooh, not me!
- Well, right there is a pair
of John Stamos' bicycle shorts.
[amazed chatter] - Ah, bicycle shorts.
- [gasps] No way!
Is that what I think it is? - Oh, yeah.
Now, this is one of our museum's most valuable items--
the red wig that Ariana Grande wore when she played "Cat,"
on the TV show "Victorious."
[enthusiastic chatter]
- Wow, how did you find that?
- Uh, I was just rootin'
through the Nickelodeon dumpster,
and there it was.
- Ooh, ooh! Question!
May we smell the wig?
- Oh, no. No, no.
That wig is worth over $ million,
so don't smell it.
Any other questions?
Now if you'll look over here.
- [sniffs]
Wha--no! No, I'm sorry I sniffed it!
- So what's the next item of celebrity garbage we can see?
- Oh, well follow me and I'll show you
an empty tube of Justin Bieber's lip gloss.
Come on! - No way!
- Move out of the way! I want to see it first!
- Ooh. - I bet he uses a lot!
[cord unwinding] - Hmm.
Enter Sticky Vicky.
[humming]
And now, a little sticky spit.
[blows raspberry]
Next, theft.
[chuckles]
[alarm blares]
[panting]
[elevator dings] - Why'd the alarm go off?
- [gasps] Ariana Grande's red wig! It's gone!
[dramatic music]
- There's been a wig snatching.
What's this? - Looks like some kinda goo
or spit. - Ew.
- That's right.
- Hm. Only one way to find out.
[muffled] Ah, it's stuck.
- What? - [muffled] Help.
My finger stuck to mah tongue.
[both grunting]
- Pull! Pull his tongue as hard as you can!
[both groan]
- Aw, man.
That spit was so sticky.
- But how?
Who would have such sticky sp--
both: [gasp] Sticky Vicky!
- That's me!
[yells]
[all screaming]
[chuckles] - You!
Drop Katy Perry's coconut bra right now!
- Yeah! And hand over that famous wig!
- Why do you two care?
- Uh, 'cause, uh, - Well...
- We're just, uh--you know, we're just concerned citizens.
- Yeah, just normal people.
Normal people who, uh,
hate crime against celebrities.
- 's garbage. Exactly. - So.
- You're stupid!
[yells, grunts]
- Ow! Ow! Ow!
- Hey! Stop hitting him with that tropical bra!
- [slurring] Yeah! Give it to me, right now!
- Sure, but first...
[blows raspberry]
- Oh, no, what is she doing-- - Ew, gross, why are you--
- You asked for it. [grunts]
- Agh!
Can't get it off of me!
[straining]
- Ray, she's escaping!
- [panting] And perch.
[blows raspberry]
- Aw, what is that? - Aw, well what is that?
What is she doing? C'mon. - Oh, gah.
[both groan] - Hah!
Now you're stuck with each other!
[both grunt]
Sorry, boys. Hate to spit and run.
[yells]
[grunting]
[playing discordant notes] - Support the arts?
Support the arts? [groans]
- [panting] - Schwoz!
- Look up, Schwoz! - Up here!
- Oh. - Stop Sticky Vicky!
- Kay, kay!
- Come on! We've gotta unstick ourselves.
[straining, grunting]
[grunting]
Dah! It's no use, kid.
We're stuck together.
Her gluey spit is too strong.
- Then there's only one thing we can do.
- Get some yogurt.
- What? No. - Hm? Oh.
- I know how we can unstick ourselves.
Gumballs! - Right.
[epic orchestral music]
- [grunting]
- Oh, here, let me get that for ya.
- [groans]
- Uh, we're still stuck together.
- Yeah, I know! I can feel your leg hair.
- It's indestructible!
- That doesn't make it better!
- Gah! We got to stop Sticky Vicky!
- Hey! Sticky Vicky!
Stop!
- Okay. - Aye!
- [grunts]
[blows raspberry] - No!
Don't stick me to the bus!
- Next stop, downtown.
- No! I don't want to go downtown!
- She stuck Schwoz to a bus!
- I saw. Let's get her.
- How are we gonna-- - [grunts]
[groaning]
- Well, my day can only get better from here.
[all groan] - There's Sticky Vicky!
- [panting]
- Let's get her! [both straining]
All right, come on.
Do this. Stuck together. - Move your leg.
Sharing pants! - Share the road, jerk!
- You're not gonna catch me!
- Hold it right there, Sticky!
- I'm keeping this wig!
- You sticky witch!
- Stop chasing me!
- Gah, she's so fast! - And sticky!
- Jerks! Oh, spittle--where is it?
- [grunts] - What?
Why are you going back to the museum?
- I forgot my purse!
[blows raspberry]
[grunting]
- Okay, this is really awkward. - Aw, man.
- Can you move your left leg? - This is weird.
- Okay, will you just open the door?
- No! Okay! - Why can't you just listen
to me for one--jeez, man. - Okay!
- It's open! - Good!
- Oh, there's my purse!
[thrilling music]
[elevator dings] [straining]
- Come on. - [grunting]
[both panting]
- Hold it right there, Miss Sticky!
- Uh, Captain Man, I need you to walk forward
a little more please. - Oh, sorry.
- Can you--ow! Ow! Ow!
Ow! Walk forward. - You walk forward.
- Walk forward. - That's what I'm trying to do.
- Face it Kid Dummy and Captain Stupid.
[both gasp dramatically] - Wow.
- You idiots are stuck together,
thanks to my spit, and you can't stop me!
- Well, yeah.
Unless we do...stop you.
I'll use this sword that was thrown in the garbage
by the band One Direction.
- And I'll also use one of their garbage swords! Ah-ha!
- Then I'll use...
Ellen Degeneres'es'es fishing pole!
[shouts]
[all shouting]
[grunting]
- Come on! - [grunts]
- Grab that. [groans]
- Okay, your elbow every time you--
when you swing it. - [groans]
- Here, have a taste
of Dwayne Johnson's discarded rock!
[blows raspberry, grunts]
- [screams] - Are you okay?
- No! I got a rock stuck to my head!
- Don't worry! I'll get her.
- Whoa.
- No! - You smashed
Jimmy Fallon's used aquarium!
- You sticky monster!
- Oh, I'll show you sticky.
Have fun with this old tambourine
that LeBron James threw away!
[blows raspberry]
[grunts] [tambourine chiming]
[yells]
The tambourine! [yells]
It's stuck to my tummy! [straining]
- [chuckles]
- [grunting]
- [blows raspberry]
- Oh, no! She stickied my sword!
- Hah! - Wait, I got an idea.
[glass shatters] [cowbell rings]
- Wha--what are you doing
with Chris Pratt's cowbell?
- This! [cowbell rings]
[yells]
[thud] - [moans]
- Yes! All right! - Yeah! Victory!
- Nice bell-work, Kid Danger.
- Hey, thanks for the positive reinforcement.
- [groaning] Oh, oh.
- She's down. - Quick!
We better sit on her,
so she doesn't get away!
- Let's hurry!
- What the--no! Defense mode!
[blows raspberry]
- [sighs] - [groans]
- Well, Sticky Vicky can't hurt anyone anymore.
- [laughs] Yeah, 'cause she's stuck to your butt.
- [groaning] What a predicament.
- Okay, let's drag her off to lady jail.
[both grunting] Come on, kid.
There we go.
Hey, I think we're kinda getting
the hang of this. - Huh?
- I can do this for a few more days.
- What? - Nope, that's--
- This is so uncomfortable.
- Hey, I wonder what happened to Schwoz?
- Hm.
- Oh! Oh, no! Not the bus wash!
[screaming] #PrayForSchwoz.
[screams]
[groaning]
[yells] I'm being polished!
Oh!
[screams]
I don't like this ending!
- ♪ Oh here we go up the tubes ♪
♪ Fighting crime is what we do ♪
♪ A superhero and his sidekick with a plan ♪
- He has a plan!
- ♪ Who's the one behind the mask ♪
♪ Who can move superfast? ♪
♪ It's Kid Danger... ♪ - And look!
- ♪ It's Captain Man ♪
- ♪ So come along ♪ - Come along!
- ♪ It's the adventures of Kid Danger ♪
♪ ♪
♪ This is the song ♪ - This is the song!
- ♪ For the adventures of Kid Danger ♪
♪ ♪
- ♪ I'm okay ♪
- Feels good.
[adventurous music]
[dinosaur roars]
♪ ♪
- [humming] - Da-da-da, painting,
painting, painting, pictures.
[elevator dings]
- [grumbling]
- Hey, Henry! We're having a paint party.
- Yeah, we're painting a beav-co*n.
- [clicks tongue] - Wanna join?
- No, I wanna know why Ray snuck into my house last night
and dumped hot ice-cream on me while I was sleeping!
- Wait, Ray, did you really do that?
- Yeah I did. [laughing] It was hilarious.
- Yah, pranks are funny!
Want to see the video?
- Wha--video?
- There is always a video.
- You getting this, Schwoz?
- Yah! Prank away!
- [snoring]
- Delivery! - What? What's going on?
- Yeah! I got your hot ice cream delivery right here!
- [laughing] - What? Huh?
Why is it hot?
- No questions! - [groans] Dah!
[laughter]
- Look at his stupid face.
[both laughing]
- Why? Why did you do that to me?
- 'Cause Kid when you're wide awake at : a.m.,
you get bored. Ya gotta do something.
- Why were you awake at : in the morning?
- 'Cause I don't need to sleep anymore.
- What? - You don't sleep?
- What does that mean?
- Schwoz, show 'em why I don't
need to sleep at night anymore.
- Sure!
This is my newest invention.
The schnooze pod!
- The snooze pod?
- Wait. What do you do in a snooze pod?
- You schnooze!
- Here. - Whee.
- Let me "Captain Man-splain" it to ya.
See, you go inside the snooze pod,
and take a nap for just five minutes
and when you're done, you feel like you've had
a full eight hours of restful sleep.
- Whoa, that's so cool. - Uh, I don't trust that.
- I sleep on my face. - Wait!
I want to tell them the best part!
You see, before you get inside the schnooze pod--
[groans] - You get to choose your dream!
- Wait, for real?
- You can pick anything
you wanna dream about? - Yep.
- [excited murmur] I gotta try the snooze pod.
- Let me just, uh, erase my dream history.
Here we go. - Dah, don't worry about that.
- I've got two more schnooze pods!
[remote beeps]
[whirring]
Now there are four of you, and three schnooze pods...
[remote beeps]
[excited murmuring]
So which three of you want to go inside?
- All right, get out of my way. - I call first!
- Me first!
[doors whooshing]
- We won! - We're in!
- All ready!
- Now, boys, to choose your dream,
tap "Select Dream" and then start swooping
to see your choices!
- This is so cool! - I know how to do it.
- Hmm, dream choices.
Let's see.
Romantic comedy? Gross.
Ooh! Adventure.
That's what I'm about.
- Pfft, this is easy.
Uh, girls and, uh,
pizza! [chuckles]
Heck yeah. Done.
- Okay, I wanna have a dream
where I play the cool dad in a TV show...
All right, series...I'll choose "Drake and Josh."
Episode idea, uh--Ooh! att*cked by flying skunks.
- Super hero! Yes, that's perfect for me.
- Next, super power.
Ooh, booty power looks fun.
- Okay everyone! You've picked your dreams.
Now schnooze!
[hissing]
- [whistles, snores]
[both snoring]
- Starting dreams.
- So what now?
- Now, we get to watch them dream!
Look! That's what Henry is dreaming about, right now!
- Uh, where are the girls?
And the pizza?
[gasps]
Uh, excuse me. Hi.
I'm having a dream about girls and pizza,
but I don't see any pizza, so...
- You mean pizza
like this?
- Oh, my Go--
Oh, my God! [yelps]
[clears throat]
Hey. I'm Henry.
- I'm Sophiaroni.
- [chuckles] Wow.
You are everything I like.
- We should turn this off.
I don't think it's right for us
to be watching someone's personal dreams.
- You want to see Ray's dream?
- Ooh, yeah, turn it on! Hurry!
- [laughs] [remote beeps]
[theme music playing]
♪ ♪
- Hi Drake. Hey Josh.
Your dad's home. [cheers and applause]
- You're not our dad. [audience "ooh"]
- This is my dream. Now call me Dad!
[laughter, applause]
[skunks chattering]
- Holy butt! Flying skunks!
[skunks squealing]
[yelling]
[laughter]
- O-kay. Let's see Jasper's dream.
- Yah, okay. [remote beeps]
- [grunting] - Ooh, look.
Jasper's dreaming about Jeff,
the stupidest criminal in Swellview.
- [grunts]
Now with no glass to stop me,
I can steal all the flowers I want!
- [gasps] A crime in progress!
It's Kid Booty time!
[breathes deeply]
[grunts] Hey, you there!
What are you doing?
- Oh, I'm, uh--I'm committing a crime.
- Well I'm Kid Booty, and you better put those pansies down!
- Yeah? How're you gonna stop me?
- With this...
[ding, inflating]
- Whoa! Dude, your booty just got huge!
- That's right. Now feel its wrath!
[grunts] - [groans] My pansies!
- Wow! Go Kid Booty.
- [groaning] - Yeah, I did it!
I stopped crime! With my butt!
- Okay, Kid Booty!
Get ready 'cause I'm about to blast you
in the face with some wicked nap gas!
- [spitting]Oh, no!
That Jeff guy is going to use gas to make Jasper take a nap!
- Yeah, that's part of his dream.
- But you don't understand!
A person is my schnooze pod doesn't schleep normally!
It makes you go into a really really really really really
really deep deep deep deep,
really deep schleep!
- Whoa, that's deep.
- Really deep! If you go to schleep
while you're dreaming in a schnooze pod
you schleep forever.
- So you're saying if Jeff makes Jasper
go to sleep in his dream,
then Jasper won't ever wake up?
- Yes! I can't make it any more clear.
- W--well then let's stop his dream
and wake him up right now!
- No! - Ah! Oof.
Why was there a rug there?
- You can't interrupt a person's dream
while the person is schleeping in the schnooze pod!
- Why not? - Because
it will make their brain explode!
- Okay, so have you considered the possibility that
[loudly] maybe your snooze pods are a bad idea?
- No, they aren't.
Look, let's see what Ray is doing.
[all screaming]
[laughs] Oh, "Drake and Josh."
- Change it back to Jasper's dream!
- Wait, wait, first, let's check in on Henry's dream.
[remote beeps]
- Hey, so, uh, would you like a slice of pizza?
- Sure, yeah.
Mmm! You're delicious.
- Give me that!
[remote beeps]
- [yelling]
Will you hold still?
- No! I don't want your nap gas!
- Schwoz! How do we help Jasper?
- Well, I don't think there's any--
Dah! - [screams]
- Dream-fusion!
- What is dream-fusion?
- Hang on a second, I'll be right back.
[suspenseful music]
You see, by connecting the schnooze pods with these
I can send Ray and Henry into Jasper's dream!
- Okay, well do it! - Aye!
[device whirring]
Dream....
fusion!
[all moaning]
[electricity crackling]
- [yelling] - Get off! Get off!
- [moaning]
[electricity crackling]
[both scream]
- And now... [remote beeps]
- [moaning]
- You did it!
- Yah, yah, shh. Let's watch.
- Ray? What are you doing in my dream?
- No, what are you doing in my dream?
- Guys, guys, guys! I need your help!
- Aw, man.
- We're in Jasper's dream.
- Jeff's trying to spray me with nap gas!
- Yeah! Ready or not, here I gas!
- Oh, no! What if Jeff nap gasses all of them?
- Ugh, all right, let's go stop Jeff.
- Yeah, so we can get back to our good dreams.
Okay, Captain Man, what's our plan?
- Well, I say we run after Jeff,
catch him, then b*at him up.
- Aw c'mon, dude. This is a dream!
We can be more creative than that.
- Oh, yeah!
Then I say we make our hands
turn into propellers, so we can fly!
- Yeah! [laughs] Ooh!
And let's also each grow an extra arm
out of our belly buttons!
- I love it! Ready?
both: Dream power!
[whirring]
That's nice.
- Now let's stop Jeff.
- [whimpering]
[screaming]
- Wha? What the booty?
- We'll show you what the booty is!
- Uh, wait, what are you gonna--
- [grunting]
[cheering]
- Yeah, he did it!
- C'mon! Stop! Too many fists!
[slurring] Okay, I'm almost out.
One more punch will probably do it.
- Jasper, quick! Get your giant butt into position.
- Okay!
- Go, Kid! You take the last one.
- All right, Jeff.
Feel my mutant fist.
- [groans]
[screaming]
[cheering]
- We did it!
- Hug me, brother!
- You guys did an awesome job! - Hey, hey, hey.
I'm hungry.
- Well, my date's torso is made of pizza!
- Then c'mon, everyone. Let's dig in!
- Okay, here's one for you.
And one for you. - Super weird.
- See, Charlotte? Dreams can come true.
[skunks chattering]
- [screams] The flying skunks!
- Spray me! Spray me!
- All right, kids.
Keep your blindfolds on and stay close.
[kids murmuring] Mm-hmm. Follow my voice.
That's right.
All right--stop! all: Ow!
Now, for today's school field trip,
who can guess where I've brought you kids?
- [gasps] A noodle factory?
- No! And stop thinking about noodles!
- Ow!
- All right, kids.
Whip off your blindfolds.
both: Huh? - What is--
- Swellview Museum of Celebrity Garbage?
- That's right.
Now listen to this guy who works here.
- Hiya kids. I've spent most of my life
sneaking around celebrity trash cans,
rootin' through their garbage.
- Wow. - I'm so jelly.
- Hey wait! Henry.
I thought one of your parents was supposed to be here,
to help chaperone. - Oh, yeah.
My parents had to go to court though,
so I brought my boss instead.
- That's right.
My name is Ray Manchester, adult.
- Hey, you guys!
Who can't wait to see celebrities' junk?
[groans]
- Schwoz? - Why's he here?
- Oh, uh, this is my, uh,
weird nephew,
Schwobbert.
- That's right! I'm Schwobbert.
Teenage boy. Hey.
- Okay kids! Schwobbert.
Follow me this way.
[indistinct chatter]
- Why'd you bring Schwoz? - He wanted to come.
- I know but what if he-- - D--don't worry.
He'll blend right in.
- Hey squads! Don't we hate homework?
Uh, dude, I bet you hate having that pimple.
Gimme five bucks and I'll pop it for you.
[giggles] - Uh.
- Now, who all's heard of the TV show "Full House"?
[excited chatter] - Ooh, ooh, not me!
- Well, right there is a pair
of John Stamos' bicycle shorts.
[amazed chatter] - Ah, bicycle shorts.
- [gasps] No way!
Is that what I think it is? - Oh, yeah.
Now, this is one of our museum's most valuable items--
the red wig that Ariana Grande wore when she played "Cat,"
on the TV show "Victorious."
[enthusiastic chatter]
- Wow, how did you find that?
- Uh, I was just rootin'
through the Nickelodeon dumpster,
and there it was.
- Ooh, ooh! Question!
May we smell the wig?
- Oh, no. No, no.
That wig is worth over $ million,
so don't smell it.
Any other questions?
Now if you'll look over here.
- [sniffs]
Wha--no! No, I'm sorry I sniffed it!
- So what's the next item of celebrity garbage we can see?
- Oh, well follow me and I'll show you
an empty tube of Justin Bieber's lip gloss.
Come on! - No way!
- Move out of the way! I want to see it first!
- Ooh. - I bet he uses a lot!
[cord unwinding] - Hmm.
Enter Sticky Vicky.
[humming]
And now, a little sticky spit.
[blows raspberry]
Next, theft.
[chuckles]
[alarm blares]
[panting]
[elevator dings] - Why'd the alarm go off?
- [gasps] Ariana Grande's red wig! It's gone!
[dramatic music]
- There's been a wig snatching.
What's this? - Looks like some kinda goo
or spit. - Ew.
- That's right.
- Hm. Only one way to find out.
[muffled] Ah, it's stuck.
- What? - [muffled] Help.
My finger stuck to mah tongue.
[both grunting]
- Pull! Pull his tongue as hard as you can!
[both groan]
- Aw, man.
That spit was so sticky.
- But how?
Who would have such sticky sp--
both: [gasp] Sticky Vicky!
- That's me!
[yells]
[all screaming]
[chuckles] - You!
Drop Katy Perry's coconut bra right now!
- Yeah! And hand over that famous wig!
- Why do you two care?
- Uh, 'cause, uh, - Well...
- We're just, uh--you know, we're just concerned citizens.
- Yeah, just normal people.
Normal people who, uh,
hate crime against celebrities.
- 's garbage. Exactly. - So.
- You're stupid!
[yells, grunts]
- Ow! Ow! Ow!
- Hey! Stop hitting him with that tropical bra!
- [slurring] Yeah! Give it to me, right now!
- Sure, but first...
[blows raspberry]
- Oh, no, what is she doing-- - Ew, gross, why are you--
- You asked for it. [grunts]
- Agh!
Can't get it off of me!
[straining]
- Ray, she's escaping!
- [panting] And perch.
[blows raspberry]
- Aw, what is that? - Aw, well what is that?
What is she doing? C'mon. - Oh, gah.
[both groan] - Hah!
Now you're stuck with each other!
[both grunt]
Sorry, boys. Hate to spit and run.
[yells]
[grunting]
[playing discordant notes] - Support the arts?
Support the arts? [groans]
- [panting] - Schwoz!
- Look up, Schwoz! - Up here!
- Oh. - Stop Sticky Vicky!
- Kay, kay!
- Come on! We've gotta unstick ourselves.
[straining, grunting]
[grunting]
Dah! It's no use, kid.
We're stuck together.
Her gluey spit is too strong.
- Then there's only one thing we can do.
- Get some yogurt.
- What? No. - Hm? Oh.
- I know how we can unstick ourselves.
Gumballs! - Right.
[epic orchestral music]
- [grunting]
- Oh, here, let me get that for ya.
- [groans]
- Uh, we're still stuck together.
- Yeah, I know! I can feel your leg hair.
- It's indestructible!
- That doesn't make it better!
- Gah! We got to stop Sticky Vicky!
- Hey! Sticky Vicky!
Stop!
- Okay. - Aye!
- [grunts]
[blows raspberry] - No!
Don't stick me to the bus!
- Next stop, downtown.
- No! I don't want to go downtown!
- She stuck Schwoz to a bus!
- I saw. Let's get her.
- How are we gonna-- - [grunts]
[groaning]
- Well, my day can only get better from here.
[all groan] - There's Sticky Vicky!
- [panting]
- Let's get her! [both straining]
All right, come on.
Do this. Stuck together. - Move your leg.
Sharing pants! - Share the road, jerk!
- You're not gonna catch me!
- Hold it right there, Sticky!
- I'm keeping this wig!
- You sticky witch!
- Stop chasing me!
- Gah, she's so fast! - And sticky!
- Jerks! Oh, spittle--where is it?
- [grunts] - What?
Why are you going back to the museum?
- I forgot my purse!
[blows raspberry]
[grunting]
- Okay, this is really awkward. - Aw, man.
- Can you move your left leg? - This is weird.
- Okay, will you just open the door?
- No! Okay! - Why can't you just listen
to me for one--jeez, man. - Okay!
- It's open! - Good!
- Oh, there's my purse!
[thrilling music]
[elevator dings] [straining]
- Come on. - [grunting]
[both panting]
- Hold it right there, Miss Sticky!
- Uh, Captain Man, I need you to walk forward
a little more please. - Oh, sorry.
- Can you--ow! Ow! Ow!
Ow! Walk forward. - You walk forward.
- Walk forward. - That's what I'm trying to do.
- Face it Kid Dummy and Captain Stupid.
[both gasp dramatically] - Wow.
- You idiots are stuck together,
thanks to my spit, and you can't stop me!
- Well, yeah.
Unless we do...stop you.
I'll use this sword that was thrown in the garbage
by the band One Direction.
- And I'll also use one of their garbage swords! Ah-ha!
- Then I'll use...
Ellen Degeneres'es'es fishing pole!
[shouts]
[all shouting]
[grunting]
- Come on! - [grunts]
- Grab that. [groans]
- Okay, your elbow every time you--
when you swing it. - [groans]
- Here, have a taste
of Dwayne Johnson's discarded rock!
[blows raspberry, grunts]
- [screams] - Are you okay?
- No! I got a rock stuck to my head!
- Don't worry! I'll get her.
- Whoa.
- No! - You smashed
Jimmy Fallon's used aquarium!
- You sticky monster!
- Oh, I'll show you sticky.
Have fun with this old tambourine
that LeBron James threw away!
[blows raspberry]
[grunts] [tambourine chiming]
[yells]
The tambourine! [yells]
It's stuck to my tummy! [straining]
- [chuckles]
- [grunting]
- [blows raspberry]
- Oh, no! She stickied my sword!
- Hah! - Wait, I got an idea.
[glass shatters] [cowbell rings]
- Wha--what are you doing
with Chris Pratt's cowbell?
- This! [cowbell rings]
[yells]
[thud] - [moans]
- Yes! All right! - Yeah! Victory!
- Nice bell-work, Kid Danger.
- Hey, thanks for the positive reinforcement.
- [groaning] Oh, oh.
- She's down. - Quick!
We better sit on her,
so she doesn't get away!
- Let's hurry!
- What the--no! Defense mode!
[blows raspberry]
- [sighs] - [groans]
- Well, Sticky Vicky can't hurt anyone anymore.
- [laughs] Yeah, 'cause she's stuck to your butt.
- [groaning] What a predicament.
- Okay, let's drag her off to lady jail.
[both grunting] Come on, kid.
There we go.
Hey, I think we're kinda getting
the hang of this. - Huh?
- I can do this for a few more days.
- What? - Nope, that's--
- This is so uncomfortable.
- Hey, I wonder what happened to Schwoz?
- Hm.
- Oh! Oh, no! Not the bus wash!
[screaming] #PrayForSchwoz.
[screams]
[groaning]
[yells] I'm being polished!
Oh!
[screams]
I don't like this ending!