03x12 - Rad Rover Come Over/Extreme Nerd

[bunniefuu]

[rock intro playing]

♪ We are riders on a mission ♪

♪ Action kids in play position ♪

♪ Rocket power... ♪

[static]

[scratching]

[music continues]

♪ We are riders on a mission ♪

♪ Action kids in fun condition ♪

♪ Prepare to countdown ♪

♪ Rocket power! ♪

[dog barking]

[laughing]

[panting and barking]

No way.

Did you see that?

It's amazing how I never cease

to amaze.

[barking]

Wow.

Check him out.

You guys were cheering that dog?

Otto: Careful, dudes.

Keep petting him and he'll follow us all day.

[barking]Huh?

Man, get out of here.

Hey! Thatwaspretty cool.

Can you do this?

Ha, ha!

[whines]

Dude, where'd this dog come from?

And did you see him ollie that cone?

[panting]

Hmm. He doesn't have any tags.

Well, I guess the responsible thing

would be for one of us to take him home.

Ugh!

[sneezes]

[nasally]: Unfortunately

I'm slightly allergic.

And we all remember

what happened that time Twist had a puppy.

I had a puppy?

Well, we can't take him, Otto.

Raymundo is majorly freaked of dogs, remember?

I had a puppy?

So, we'll just keep him a secret.

You're a good hider, right... Ollie?

Ollie! Yeah!

Ollie!

[barking]

[laughing]: Whoa. Hey. Oh, come on.

All right, Ollie.

Here, Ollie.

Okay. Stay there, Ollie.

[whining]

Now, we just walk in like nothing's up,

I cruise into my room, and I take him inside.

No worries.

[panting]

Yeah. No worries.

[whistling]

Hey, guys

you want to help me re-lace my shoes?

Uh, sure, Raymundo.

I'd like to, Raymundo

but, uh... I'm trying to cut back.

Cut back... on lacing shoes?

[barking]Oh, no.

[barking continues]

Ollie, no.

[gasps]

Otto

didn't you just run up to your room?

Whoa. How'd I end up down here?

[giggling]

[barking]

Otto, what were those yapping noises?

Uh, I... I think I got the hiccups.

[Otto hiccups]

[dog barks]

[Otto barks]

Well, grab a soda or something. You sound awful.

Reggie: Must have been something he ate.

[barking]

Check it out.

Ollie's a puck hog

just like you, Otto.

[barking]

This dog is the coolest.

[cheering]

Yeah. Look at him go!

[grunts]

No way!

He b*rned a squid.

I'll bet Ollie's the only dog

in the world that can do that.

So, Raymundo's... cool with you keeping him?

Well, we haven't exactly asked him yet

but we're going to have to soon.

[barking]

Yeah. Something tells me it's going to be rough

keeping this guy a secret for long.

Mmm. Yeah.

Nothing like a plate of hot wings to end your day.

[yawning]

[yawning]: Come on, Ollie.

It's time to crash out.

Ahh.

[panting]

[snoring]

[Spanish guitar plays]

I don't remember planning a trip to Spain.

[rumbling and yelling]

[barking]

Poodles?!

[screaming]: No!

[barking and slurping]

[muttering]

[gasps]

Sounds like you're letting

a few bad dreams get the best of you, Raymundo.

It was just so real.

It even felt like there was doggie slobber on my toes.

[groans]

And I know this sound crazy

but I could've swore I heard somethingbarkinglast night.

And the other day, I ampositive

I saw tiny dog prints in the kitchen sink.

You ever think maybe the best way to get over your phobia

is for us to get a dog?

Oh... no way!

The last thing ever setting paw in this house is a dog.

Even a super-rad dog?

I thought you were only scared of poodles.

Otto...

all dogs know each other

and they're all friends with poodles.

Poodles are their leaders.

You let one dog in the house and pretty soon... boom!

You got poodles up the caboodles.

Otto, Raymundo thinks he's going nuts.

[laughing]: I know.

Pretty funny, huh?

No. Look, I want to keep Ollie, too,

but we can't keep hiding him every night.

[frightened gasps]

Well, you heard what Raymundo said.

He'll never give Ollie a chance.

There's no other dog anywhere like Ollie.

If only we could show him that.

Yeah! Like if there was some kind of

super-rad-dog-contest-thing we could put him in.

Ollie would totally win

and Raymundo would have to give him props.

You mean like if we entered him

in the Ocean Shore's Extreme Dog Competition?

Yeah! If only there was

something like that happening.

Hey. This thing is today.

Dude. Perfect.

He's so ready.

You guys aren't serious... are you?

Okay, Ollie.

All you got to do is take first place

and you're in the family.

[barks]

Okay.

A late entry -- Otto Rocket and his dog, Ollie.

Come on, Ollie.

You can do it.

All right, Ollie.

Run through the tube.

Come on, boy. Come on.

Ollie?

[grunts]

Otto: Oh, no!

Run for your life!

Bad dog!

Ollie, no.

Get out of there.

[barking]

[Otto grunts]

[clamoring]

You know, I could've probably told you

something like this would happen.

[panting]

I guess we're just going to have to show Ollie to Raymundo

and hope for the best.

Good luck, you guys.

[squeaky voice]: Good luck, Ollie.

Wait here, Ollie.

[TV playing]

Rocket Boy, what happened to you?

W-Well, Raymundo, I guess we sort of got something

we kind of got to tell you.

Man [on TV]: ...complete pandemonium

at the Ocean Shore's Extreme Dog Competition.

Otto Rocket and his dog, Ollie

caused absolute chaos at what has been described

as a usually civilized event.

Otto Rocket and his dog, Ollie?!

Uh, well, the good news is

you haven't been going crazy these past few nights.

Yeah, Raymundo.

We found this dog and he's super rad.

If you just give him a chance, you'll totally see.

[barks] Huh?

[barking]

Ollie, no! Ollie, no!

[yelling]: Oh, no! Stop!

No! Quit it!

[chuckling]: Please, stop.

So, what do you say, Raymundo?

Can we keep him?

Well... I don't like that you were hiding a dog from me

but maybe having one of these things around the house

willhelp me get over my fear.

[laughing]: Yep. This guy's got "Rocket"

written all over him.

All right! Yeah!

Yeah, Ollie.

Yeah.

[grunts]

Reggie: Here, Ollie.

Good boy.

[laughing]

[car backfiring]

[barking]

[whimpering]

Captain Zippy!

All: Captain Zippy?!

You mean, this is your dog?

[childish voice]: Yes. I was a bad dog and ran away from home.

But Mommy saw me on the news andfoundme.

Man, I can't believe this.

Yeah, Ollie.

You were the raddest dog ever.

Things just aren't going to be the same without you.

[sneezes]

See ya, Ollie.

Don't be sad, my new friends.

Mommy takes me to the beach every Tuesday.

You're welcome to come find me andplaywith me.

Bye-bye now.

[tires squealing]

[whimpering]

Hey...

if you ever see my puppy, tell him I said, "Hi."

Dude, so bogus.

Well, at least we know where to find him every Tuesday.

And who knows...

maybe we'll even get an Ollie of our own soon.

Really? Sweet.

Yeah. Cool.

Yeah.

That woman seemed kind of odd, though, don't you think?

Yeah, Raymundo.

In fact, it almost looked like a case of...

poodle mind control.

Poodle mind control?

[yelling]

[yelling continues]

[zapping]

[tumbling]

[metal clanking]

[metal creaking]

[electronic whirring]

[metal clanking]

[zapping]

Go, Zagron!

[thudding]

Oh, the enemies are vanquished!

Go, Zagron, go, Zagron.

It's your birthday. It's your birthday.

[buzzer sounding]

Oh, no.

Not Oliver, the Rovanator.

Young gully, prepare to be rovanated.

[fiendish laughter]

No!

[screaming]

Oh, what? Oh, oh.

Just a...

Just a bad dream.

Ah.Mother: Sammy...

wake up.

Your little friends are here to play.

Tell them I can't.

Otto: It's okay, Mrs. D.

We've already seen Sam in his jammies.

Come on, Squid.

The waves are waiting.

[laughs]: Oh.

You know what?

I'd love to go

but I have some stuff I need to do.

Whoa!

"Robotic Organized Battle of Technical Skills."

Geez, they might as well call it Nerd Fest

and make it easier for everybody.

[laughter]

Hey, come on, Otto.

Lay off.

[laughs]

Hey, I can't help it

if he wants to do some dumb robot thing.

It's not dumb.

Each team designs their own robot

with a special w*apon.

And they battle by remote control.

I enter every year, but every year

Oliver and his genius team always seems to win.

I really want to go for it this time.

Yeah. Sounds like a real blast.

Can we surf now?

Sure thing.

After Sam shows us his robot.

I want you to meet--

Zagron!

Just wait until you see what he can do.

[metal creaking]

[thudding]

Oh, scary!

It's still in the planning stages.

Then maybe you shouldplan a new name.

Like Wevot.

[laughs]

If I connect the computer check in...

And that...[Sam muttering to himself]

In!

Maybe you should tell your little friend

that the goalie's job is to try and stop the puck.

[laughs]

Later, dorks.

What gives, Sammo?

You could have blocked it clean.

Sorry.

I got kind of distracted.

I got to figure out what to do with Zagron.

Yeah?

We're trying to win a hockey game.

Maybe we should have hadZagron play goalie for us instead.

Oliver: It wouldn't have helped you.

Hey, Oliver.

I thought you'd like to see my engineering masterpiece

before it pounds you into the ground in public defeat.

This is the Rovanator!

[computer voice]: Hello, Loser.

Whoa, how did he know?

I haven't lost yet.

Only a matter of time.

Is this your robattle crew?

No way.

Because if youwere helping out

I'd have to program the Rovanator to say

"Losers."

Nobody callsmea loser!

And if we we're on Sam's crew

we'd show you brainiacs how it's done.

I'd like to see you try.

Oh, really?

Then count me in.

Really? You mean it?

Reggie and Twist are with me, too. Right, guys?

Right!

Time to get Zagron rocking!

[electronic whirring]

Dude, Zagron's moves are severely weak.

[electronic whirring]

[metal screeching]

[metal screeching]

Zagron's been Otto-sized!

Yeah! Check out the radical moves.

[screeching]

Zagron's going to need eyes in the back of his head

to keep up with me.

[screeching]

[swivel whirring]

Sam: This is awesome!

I can track the Rovanator from all angles.

Great idea, Twist!

I know.

I think it's my first.

We got the speed.

We got the video target.

All we need is the...

[electric whirring]

...w*apon.

Let's get ready to robattle!

[metal clanking]

[electronic buzzing]

[metal thudding]

Huh?

[catching breath]

Safe.

Oh.

Busted.

Woo-hoo!

Zagron, I think this is going to be the year!

[cheering]

Oh, I'm so nervous.

I just can't bare to watch.

Come on, Sammy.

Uh, just relax.

Get into it.

Have a good time.

Take it to the junkyard, baby!

My boy's going to kick some ro-butt!

Oh, my.

Did that come out of me?

[thudding]

[whirring]

[electronic pulsing]

[thudding]

No! No! No!

There, there, Murphy-Boo, you put up a good fight.

[thudding]

[electronic buzzing]

[hinges creaking]

[applause and cheering]

[saw buzzing]

All right!

They made the finals![buzzer ringing]

[chanting]: Who's the man?

Who's the man? Who's the man?

Sammy is!

Yeah, Sam!

I can't believe it!

Announcer: Ladies and Gentlemen,

a short break before the ultimate battle--

The Rovanator

versus Zagron!

It's you and me again, in the finals, Dullard.

Just like all the other times.

Good luck.

Thank you, Oliver.

You, too.

[rhythmic clapping]

Ladies and Gentlemen

the moment you've all been waiting for.

It's Rovanator versus Zagron

in a fight to the finish.

And... roll battle!

[electronic whirring]

[thudding]

[metal creaking]

I can't look!

Tell me when it's over.

[buzzer sounding]

Oh! He almost had me there.

You're going to have to make the first move.

You let me know when you're thirsty, Zag.

Robots, take your places for round two!

[buzzer sounds]

Oh, boy!

[cheering]

[thudding]

[buzzer ringing]

Prepare for the next round!

[cheering and applause]

Oh, man, it's hopeless.

I better signal Zagron's surrender.

Sorry, pal.

You can't give up now.

You never do.

Remember when we took you snowboarding

for the first time?

You kept falling and falling,

but you always got back up.

Yeah, you always do something lame,

but that doesn't stop you.

[laughs]

Sorry.

Well... maybe I can't outsmart Oliver.

But I can out-guts him!

All right!Oh, yeah!

Let the games begin.

[cheering]

[whirring]

[thudding]

[tires squealing]

[metal clanging]

[tires squealing]

[tires squealing]

[thudding]

[gear popping]

Oliver: They just keep coming.

They should be down by now.

Check the data!

[tires squealing]

[thudding]

[tires squealing]

[metal hitting metal]

[thudding]

[whirring]

[fuses snapping]

[applause and cheering]

Oh, I can see now.

I, uh...

How about that Zagron, huh? Huh?

We did it, Zag!

Ladies and Gentlemen

this year's Robattle champion--

Zagron!

[applause and cheering]

I can't believe it!

We actually did it!

No.

Youdid, Sam, 'cause you never gave up.

Yeah, you're the extreme squid!

Oh, I guess I am!

So, Sam...

you think maybe I could try

running Zargon sometime?

Gee, I don't know, Otto.

You think you got what it takes?

What?

Bust!

[laughs]

[laughter]

[rock music playing]

Raymundo: Poodle mind control?