03x08 - Gadget & Oatsfunkle - Metro City's Sinking

[bunniefuu]

♪ Inspector Gadget
Inspector Gadget ♪

♪ Inspector Gadget
Inspector Gadget ♪

♪ Go, go, Gadget, go ♪

♪ Go, go, Gadget, go ♪

♪ Go, go, Gadget, go ♪

♪ Go, go, get 'em, Gadget ♪

♪ Inspector Gadget
Inspector Gadget ♪

♪ Go, go, Gadget, go ♪

♪ Go, go, get 'em, Gadget ♪

♪ Inspector Gadget ♪

[Dr. Claw] If you're ready
for my most evil plan yet,

make some noise!

- [music playing over headphones]
- [Dr. Claw grunts]

Talon! Stop nodding and make some noise
indicating you're ready for evil!

- Meow!
- Hey! Yeesh.

Can't a guy listen to some beats in peace?

No! Now behold, the MAD Volcano Maker!
It's been installed in City Hall.

When it goes off,

it'll make Pompeii look like
a namby-pamby tea party!

HQ and Gadget will never let you
get away with it!

I've got that covered.
Album covered!

Gadget and Oatsfunkle.
Oh, the sounds of my youth.

Does it sound as terrible as it looks?

No, you, uh... I mean, yes!

Now disguise yourself as Oatsfunkle
and get Gadget to record a new hit single!

Is this really about
volcano-ing Metro City?

'Cause it seems like it's about you
being a Gadget groupie.

I only collected his albums
so I could hate listen to them.

The soaring melodies,
the bittersweet lyrics.

What? It's a brilliant way
to keep Gadget out of our hair

while the Volcano Maker's activated.

[scoffs] The only thing lamer
than this mission is the soundtrack.

[MAD Cat whimpers, growls]

[laser zaps]

Ha! A new HQ record. Respect!

You think the Chief will finally let me go
on a solo mission?

Now, now, Penny. Going solo
isn't all it's cracked up to be.

Look at my solo musical career.

It never hit the same high notes
once my duo split up.

But now that my old singing partner's
reached out, that'll change.

Because Gadget & Oatsfunkle are reuniting!

- Huh?
- You were in a band, Uncle Gadget?

We were huge.
Go Go Gadget, Sounds of the Folk Era!

♪ Oh, you make my heart pound
Like a Go Go Gadget, Hammer ♪

[Oatsfunkle] No, man! Ow! My nose!

Ow! My broken nose!

And your partner wants to reunite?

I'm committing all my time
to writing our new hit.

Here's what I've got so far.

♪ My love burns higher
Just like Go Go Gadget, Fire ♪

Gadget, we have your newest mission.

- [groans]
- Gadget?

Uh, he went to meet an old friend.

But you know, Chief,

I think I could handle
whatever you've got. Solo.

Please?

I don't usually let junior agents go solo
when the city’s at stake,

but as long as you promise never to do
whatever that was again, you can go.

[gasps]

We believe MAD plans to install
a Volcano Maker under City Hall.

If activated, it will create a volcano
and destroy all of Metro City!

Your mission should be obvious.

This message will self-destruct.

Hmm?

- Huh?
- You know I love your help, Brain...

but I really need to prove
I can do this by myself.

Maybe you can help Uncle Gadget
with his folk music?

[whines, groans]

- You can count on me, Chief.
- Glad to hear, Penny.

But remember, if you need help,
don't hesitate to ask.

- [beeps]
- [screams]

Well, I'll be...

- Maybe Penny is ready.
- [moans]

[Quimby screams]

[sighs] Why?

[groans]

I can't wait to reunite with Oatsfunkle!

But if we want a real hit,
we'll need a fresh new sound.

[rock guitar playing]

Bad dog! That's not a chew toy!

A music producer? Here?
All of a sudden? You're just what I need!

- Mm-hm.
- [knocking on door]

Oatsfunkle, you old so-and-so!
How've you been?

- Just livin' life to groovy tunes.
- Glad to hear you're keeping it folksy.

No wonder this music producer showed up
out of nowhere to help us.

We should play him one of our old hits.
"Hurricane of Fun"?

Two, three, five, eight!

♪ Fun is a hurricane
Flyin' in an aeroplane ♪

♪ Go Go Gadget, Weather Vane ♪

- Ouch! My face, man!
- Ouch my face!

A great lyric for our new hit song.

Don't you agree, Mr. Music Producer?

[mumbles]

You're right,
we do need a little more inspiration.

My niece Penny usually inspires me.
Let's call her!

Wait, uh... dude-man-brother-friend!

[stammers]
Let's jam on our musical groove,

the way we did
in the golden olden days.

Which was...

Which was seeking out
incredible adrenaline rushes

to get our creative juices flowing.
Great idea, Oatsfunkle!

- Go Go Gadget, G-Portal!
- [screams]

[grunts]

Time to kick some MAD butt.

Too bad Brain's not here,

distractions and disguises
are more his thing.

But I don't need help, I need inspiration.

Eh, did boxes start growing tiny legs
or is that the worst disguise ever?

[MAD agent snickering]

- Surprise? [grunts]
- [agents groan]

Two MAD agents versus me?
It’s almost unfair!

[gasps] Five MAD agents?
Still sorta unfair.

[Penny grunts]

A wall? That's totally unfair.

This peak always piqued our creativity.
Getting any ideas?

I'm vibing that if we were closer
to Mother Ground,

we'd create some really hip
crunchy granola tunes.

- Pure genius!
- [all scream]

I believe the note is "Ahhh" in B-flat.

If we hit the ground, we'll all B-flat!

That's it, Oatsfunkle.
You've done it again!

♪ Ouch my face, it hurts from smilin' ♪

♪ We'll hit the ground
With our Go Go Gadget, Stylin' ♪

[honks]

[Brain and Talon scream]

- [coughs]
- Wowzers.

Mr. Music Producer is dancing for joy!

But I still wanna see what Penny thinks.
I'll give her a ring.

Um, maybe we should do some yoga

or like, transcendental meditation
somewhere peaceful

to get inspired, dude-man-dude.

Perhaps you're right, partner.
Music should come from somewhere peaceful.

Far out! Uh... How about there?

- That axe factory?
- [lightning rumbles]

Brilliant! It'll give us the cutting edge
sound we've been looking for.

Aw, hi, Brain.
Thanks for checking in on me,

but I don't need any help here.

The mission's going great...

for them.

[machine beeps]

I don't know what's hotter,
the flames or my escape.

The flames! Definitely the flames!

Talon, how is Gadget
and Oatsfunkle’s sweet new track?

Uh, I mean, the annoying distraction
I planned coming along?

- This music is way too dangerous!
- Folk music is supposed to be dangerous.

It speaks truth to power!

Now, keep him distracted!
The volcano's about to blow.

[sighs]

Uh, brother-man?
Can we hang loose in a place a bit less...

[gasps] Decaptitate-y?

Sure! Or we could split open our minds,
slice the ideas out,

and hack them into lyrics.

Go Go Gadget, Creativity Enhancer!

[whirs]

- [screams]
- I'm freaking out!

[whimpers]
Don't need help. I totes got this!

[machine alarms]

I can’t fight them

and disarm the Volcano Maker
at the same time.

A good agent knows when to ask for...

- Help! Brain! I need you guys.
- Huh?

♪ We'll make you hop ♪

- ♪ It's folksy pop ♪
- [Talon screams]

♪ Do the Go Go Gadget ♪

Hmm, what rhymes with 'hop'
and has to do with axes?

- [weapons thud]
- Hmm...

[mumbles]

You're right, Mr. Music Producer,
this song needs to be expl*sive.

And hot. And lava-like.

A lava lamp would be
the perfect inspiration... or a volcano!

Go Go Gadget, Inspiration Taker To-er!

[Talon screams] No!

[machine alarms]

No! It can't end like this.

Any chance Uncle Gadget's gonna burst in,
in the nick of...

- [Talon screams]
- A stage? With high-tech pyrotechnics?

This is the perfect place
to premiere our new song!

- What do you say, Oatsfunkle?
- I say... tear him up! Now!

Fantastic!

[grunts] Brain? A little help here?

Let go of me!

That's it!
The lyrics I've been searching for!

♪ My love burns higher
Just like Go Go Gadget, Fire ♪

♪ When you left, it hurt for a while ♪

♪ Shoulda said no
With my Go Go Gadget, Style ♪

♪ I let you go once
But this time you'll stop ♪

♪ Now let's all do
The Go Go Gadget, Chop ♪

♪ Hi-yaaaa ♪

Thanks for the help.
Time to shut this thing down!

[agents scream]

They loveus, Oatsfunkle!

I couldn't have done this
without your help!

You should take a solo bow!

No! No! No!

Go Team!

Penny, you came to my show!
What did you think?

I thought your performance
was amazing, Penny.

Wait, I thought this was a solo mission?

It was, but you can't split up
a great group.

Exactly!

Oatsfunkle may have left on a fireball
just like he did in the 's,

but our new song's ready to record.

- To the studio, Mr. Music Producer!
- [chuckles]

♪ My love burns higher
Just like Go Go Gadget, Fire ♪

Oh, this bootleg is so good!
Where's Talon? I wanna play it for him.

[Talon screaming]

- No! My sound system!
- [groans]

[Dr. Claw] Next tune, Gadget, next tune!

Uncle Claw! I'm under att*ck!
Where are you?

- I'm trapped... in traffic!
- [cars honking]

Seriously?
Just destroy them and get back here!

MAD Cat's gone from hungry to hangry!

[screeches]

I'll do better than destroy them.

I'll leave them to rot in gridlock,

while MAD moves unhindered
in tunnels below the city.

So MAD agents will be able
to pop up anytime, anywhere? Solid!

And it'll help me pick up cat food
without suffering

these infernal Sunday drivers!

- No one cuts off Claw!
- [car honking]

Now get tunneling!

I've got a critical mission of my own,
an appointment with my stylist, Alberto.

These tips don't frost themselves,
you know.

Forget your tips! I want my tunnels.

[groans] Use your turn signal
or I'll signal your doom!

You do know
the MAD Mobile can fly, right?

There’s nowhere to land it
at the pet food store.

- [angry screech]
- MAD Cat, not the hair! [screams]

Is there anything more gut-wrenchingly
beautiful than a transit system?

It's like a city's intestinal tract,
except people go in one end

- and come out the other!
- [groans]

And somewhere in its bowels
is the lost station of Atlantis Avenue.

They say it has gold benches,
ruby signals and debonair rats!

[sighs]

I'm ready to hit the beach. Woot! Woot!

Finally! We are totes doing this.

No distractions, missions
or cray-cray excuses.

P, don't let me down!

- [gasps]
- Are you going to the beach too, Chief?

Great idea! You could use some sun
on that pasty white skin.

[clears throat]

Unfortunately, there's no sun
where you're headed on your new mission.

Fantastic!

Some of my favorite places
are where the sun doesn't shine.

- Isn't that right, Brain?
- [sighs]

HQ believes MAD's digging secret tunnels
under the city.

If they hit the San Metro fault line,

they will destabilize the terrain
and destroy everything!

Your mission, stop MAD's dastardly digging
before they bury us all.

This message will self-destruct.

This could only mean one thing.

MAD plans to plunder the lost station
of Atlantis Avenue.

- We've got to b*at them to it.
- [scoffs] Kayla's gonna be so mad.

Go to the beach, please!

[clears throat] I mean, it's your day off.

And I'm definitely not just saying that
because Kayla terrifies me.

Brain, you stick with Uncle Gadget.
I'll go... relax?

You picked the right agent
for the job, Chief!

I'll wipe MAD clean off
Metro City's underside in no time!

- [beeping]
- [gasps, screams]

[groans]

- [grunts]
- [Dr. Claw] Where are those tunnels?

I'm losing it here.

And I had too many prune Danishes
at breakfast!

- [farts]
- I know.

I had to pay the maid extra
to sterilize the bathroom.

Silence! Just be sure you dig to the bank,
and the post office...

- and the sandwich shop.
- You know,

this sounds less like places
for MAD agents to pop up

and more like your errand list.

They can be one and the same!

The E in evil
stands for efficiency, Talon!

[machine rumbles]

Um, was that your stomach
or should we limit the number of tunnels?

The ground's getting pretty weak.

I'm sick of your foreshadowing! Now, dig!

- [stomach growls]
- Ooh. And hurry! [groans]

- What's your , Penny?
- On my way, K!

Nothing on Earth will stop me from...

Um, BRB.

Ha! You're no match for me, crevasse!

[screaming]

[screams]

[gasps]

[screams]

According to my mapulations,

the access point to the lost subway
should be right... here!

Now all we need to do is find it.

[yelps]

Hmm.

[sighs, shrieks]

[rumbling]

[whimpers]

Nice legwork, Brain.

This is clearly part of the lost subway.
It's not even on my map!

- Onwards and downwards!
- [groans, mumbles]

[sighs]

[phone ringing]

OMZ, Pen! There's a cluster of cuties
playing v-ball!

- [ball thumps]
- Ow!

They're totes bad, but supes cute!

Almost there,
just had to take a little detour.

See ya, ASAP!

Weren't you almost here an hour ago?
We said no bailsies, Pen.

And I’m totally gonna be there.
For reals. I promise.

Or at least, I hope.

- [machine rumbling]
- [yelps]

Talon? Oh, it all makes sense, now!

You live in the sewer.

Says the one dressed
for getting buried in the sand...

or just plain buried!

[both grunt]

The underground must feel
like a home for a worm like you.

Worms wish they had hair like this.

- [grunts, groans]
- [zaps]

[rumbles]

Well, I'd love to stay
but you know the drill...

- [ground rumbles]
- Uh-oh.

- Oh, no! We're trapped!
- Together!

[both scream]

- Look at this craftsmanship!
- [pants]

You'll have your turn to look, Brain.

But first, I need to see
if MAD's already come this way.

Go Go Gadget, Magnifying Glass.

- [pants]
- I know,

I can hardly catch my breath either.

That was obviously a long lost subway car.

It'll lead us right to the lost station!

[grunts] You know, you could help.

And get my scalp any grungier?
No, thanks.

[phone ringing]

- Where are you?
- I'm just a little... [sighs]

totally stuck in a hole underground.

And I could really use some help here!

If you had other plans,
you shoulda told me!

Epic. Friendship. Fail.

[sighs] All I wanted was to hang
with my BFF today.

- All I wanted was to get my hair done.
- [both grunt]

[both] This is all Claw's fault!

[both] Huh?

Do we actually agree on something?

No. It's probably just the dust
messing with our brains.

Or maybeit's 'cause
we're running out of air!

[beeping]

[rumbling]

Come on, Brain,
we've got a train to catch!

Go Go Gadget, Train Stopper!

Wowzers!

[gasps]
The lost station of Atlantis Avenue!

We found it before MAD!

Huh? Golden seats?

Ruby signals?

Debonair rats? Wowzers!

People really exaggerated!

I bet the part of them stopping
because they came too close

to the San Metro Fault Line
was an exaggeration too!

- [yelps]
- You're right, Brain.

Disappointing as this is,
we should lay in wait for MAD.

Go Go Gadget, Camouflage!

[revving up]

- [ground rumbling]
- Uh-oh!

[yelps]

This is no time to be affectionate, Brain.
We're supposed to be hiding!

I'm too beautiful to go out like this!
And I'd live twice as long without you

sucking up all the air!

[both grunt]

- Someone's on the other side!
- My bangs? I broke my bangs!

[screams]

[yelps]

No, Brain. That's the opposite of hiding.
I'm not going anywhere until I face MAD!

[groans]

A-ha! I knew MAD would turn up.

Too bad the only thing you've found
in the lost station is justice!

Go Go Gadget, Handcuffs!

Stop, MAD agent. Come back here!

I'm free!
And I can still make my appointment!

Eat my dust, Pen!

There's no escape, MAD Agent!
I'll flush you out of the city's bowels!

What he said, minus the bowels
and the flushing.

- Uh-oh.
- [rumbling]

[gasps]

[Inspector Gadget]
The lost station of Atlantis Avenue!

They say it has gold benches,
ruby signals, and debonair rats!

Hmm.

Oh. No, no.

Yes, I'm sure whatever you found
is very important, Brain,

- but MAD is on the move! Onwards!
- [sighs]

[whines]

- [yelps]
- Brain?

Come on, we gotta get outta here!

[rumbling, crashing]

- [cars honking]
- Finally! Out of my way...

[crashes]

[coughs] Hey, K.
I'm back on solid ground.

I can still make it to the beach

- if you’d...
- Forget the beach, Pen!

'Cause it totes got swallowed
by the quake!

But, FYI, the cuties are on their way
to the trauma center. Wanna go?

I am so in!

Well done, Gadget!

You destroyed the MAD tunnels with...
Let's say, minimal damage to the city.

- [loud thud]
- [Brain whimpers]

- [groans]
- All in a day's work, Chief.

[whimpers]

[grunts]

[beeping]

[Dr. Claw] Talon, get me out of this hole!

Will do, Uncle Claw.
Right after a shampoo.

And a scalp massage.
And an asymmetrical trim.

- Don’t you...
- Oh, Alberto! Here I... [gasps]

It's gone. The salon is gone. No.

No!

Next trim, Alberto!

Next trim!