01x13 - Clash of the Titans

[bunniefuu]

The joust is a highly-specialized.

Combat technique.

It's all about control, balance and Grace.

Stop! You're b*ating the Grace out of him.

Hey hey, put down your pugil stick.

Forget that! I'm taking this thing on the bus with me.

What are you... ow!

- Rudy!N- TY?

What are you doing here?

I was over at the nail salon getting a power pedicure.

Which, by the way, is manly because
it has the word "power" in it.

And when I came out, I found this.

- Under my windshield wiper.N- what is it?

It's the thing that goes back and
forth on your car when it's raining.

It's amazing.

What's amazing is you're and still in the seventh grade.

This is what I'm talking about.

Your Bobby Wasabi flyer was on my car.

This is a declaration of w*r, Rudy.

This isn't about flyers, ty.

It's about the feud that started between us years ago.

What you did to me was wrong!

But it doesn't matter.

Because I'm still the best Sensei in this town.

You up for a little joust?

I never walked away from a joust in my life.

Now if you don't mind, I'd like to
take a moment to harness my chi.

I'll do the same.

Om...

Ha ha!

I'm the King of the world! Yeah... whoa!

All tough with me

I'm saying won't you come kick it with me?

And we could have a ball, run up the wall

that's just how we do

and no matter how much I chop and punch

it's not as cool as kickin' it with you

here we go, let's start the party

chop it up like it's karate

everybody

?And we could have a ball, run up the wall

that's just how we do

and no matter how much I chop and punch

it's not as cool as kickin' it with you.

Well, you said it was important. What do you want to ask me?

Sorry, I'm a little nervous.

I've been wanting to say haven't had the courage.T I.

Are you sure you really want to?

Kim, I finally feel like I'm ready to go out with a girl...

Milton, no! Stop!

I don't want to hurt you.

Or talk about this ever again,

but I only think of you as a friend.

Wait, you thought I was talking about you and me?

I'm sorry, that is hilarious.

Wait, why is that funny exactly?

No offense, Kim. I'm sure you're somebody's type.

But you're just not mine.

Oh good.

I like this girl named Julie.

The first time I saw her in chemistry class my heart stopped.

I'm terrified to ask her out. What if she says no?

Relax, I got this. I'm really good at helping people find love.

- Thank you.N-I just...

One thing and it's not like I really care or anything,

but, uh,

how am I not your type?

Let it go, Kim. It's never gonna happen.

And no matter how much I chop and punch

it's not as cool as kickin' it with you.

Still mad at me.

For b*ating you in the joust yesterday?

You cried like a little girl.

I wasn't crying. That was a colombian w*r chant.

Okay, you should have been terrified.

Besides, there's nothing you can do better than me.

Huh, really?

I'm a better rapper than you are.

I even got a job at the mall, rapping for falafel Phil's.

To help him drum up some business.

He only got that idea because Captain
corndog hired me to rap for him.

- You got nothing.N- please.

I can spit rhymes about anything. Call it.

Okay, food in the cafeteria.

Gimme a b*at.

Uh yo, the food here's moldy, bland and green.

All right, I got nothing, okay?

- Hey, I'm Julie.N- hey.

I pass by your locker every day.

I can't believe I finally got the courage to talk to you.

Okay.

Okay well, this is all kind of new to me.

What the heck, I'll just say it.

- I really like...N- whoa whoa, wait a second.

We don't even know each other and...

I was going to say I like your friend Milton.

Oh oh, Milton!

I thought you were gonna say you liked me.

You and me? That's funny.

You are so not my type.

I like a manly man.

Okay then.

The first time I saw Milton in chemistry,

it was like I was watching a movie and he was the star.

I'd love to go out with him.

But what if he doesn't like me?

You know what? You guys would be great together.

- Let me see what I can do.N- really? Thank you so much.

Eh, no problem.

So...

I'm not a manly man? I mean,

nothing here or here works for you?

Let it go, Jack. It's never going to happen.

So Milton likes Julie and Julie likes Milton?

- Do you know what this means?N- yes, I do.

It's a perfect storm of nerd love.

This isn't a joke, Jack. We have to help them.

Today he tried giving her flowers and, uh...

It didn't go so well.

Uh, what are those?

They're... my lunch.

I've got an idea. Okay, falafel Phil's tomorrow night.

I'll bring Julie and you bring Milton.

And do not let him bring roses.

He was passing gas all afternoon.

It was disgusting.

And kinda nice.

C-o-r-n-d-o-g

we got the best corndogs in history.

- What are you doing?N- my job.

Falafel Phil's is the place to chill.

- That's it. Ha!N- ah!

Oh no!

Attention all officers, food fight!

Break it up. Break it...

So, Milton,

Julie, I hear you guys have chemistry.

Together....

Julie, I'm sorry. If you want to go home, I get it.

- I don't want to go home.N- so you want to stay here?

Does an object in motion tend to remain in motion?

Unless there's a friction coefficient....

Guys, we're good if you want to sit at another table.

- Pshaw, no.N- yeah, no, I think we should probably...

We want to be alone.

Oh yeah.

I see.

- What just happened?N- I'll tell you what just happened.

They just broke up with us.

Milton, maybe you'd like to introduce me to your lady friend?

Rudy, this is Julie.

And like me she feels that pluto.

Was unfairly downgraded from planet status.

Asteroid, my butt!

Meeting Milton was the best thing that's
happened to me since I moved here.

While Julie's parents are in Europe, she's living with her Uncle.

See, that's what families are all about.

- Your Uncle sounds like a great guy.N- there you are.

- Frank told me he saw you two together.N- yeah!

- What are you doing here?N- I came to get my niece.

- Ty is your Uncle?N- Julie is your niece?

Yes, she is. And I forbid her from seeing him.

You can't forbid her from seeing him,

because I forbid him from seeing her.

- Well, I forbid them first.N- no, I did it...

Forbidden! La la la la la!

La la la la la la la la!

I don't care. We have to help them.

I believe in a thing called love.

I'm sorry we have to meet in an alley.

I don't mind the alley.

When I'm with you I can ignore the smell of the...

No, I'm sorry,

that dumpster smells like where diapers go to die.

- Here they are!N- guys, get out of here.

You probably shouldn't have done that.

Again.

The joke's on you.

I landed in all these soft diapers.

So after all of the forbidding I did, Milton and Julie.

Are still sneaking around and seeing each other?

They can't see each other anymore. You know why?

Because of you and ty! But I got news for you, mister.

- It's not...N- okay okay, thank you.

Thank you, Kim.

Rudy, you've been feuding with ty for years.

How did it even start?

Well, we were both studying with the grand master.

But only one of us would be deemed
worthy of being his apprentice.

We stood at the top of a mountain for our final competition...

The ancient clash of the antlers.

We battled for hours, trying to
knock each other off those stumps.

Oh, gross!

Whew! Whoa!

No fair! He cheated.

I was distracted, grand master. He tooted.

He tooted!

So I became his apprentice,

and ty vowed that he would never rest until he got his revenge.

- So you stunk him off his stump?N- no!

It was the grand master.

Rudy, it's time for this thing to end.

Let me arrange a sitdown so you and ty can talk things out.

Do it for Milton and Julie.

Yeah, maybe you're right.

Maybe it is time to move on.

And finally bury the hatchet.

All right, no more rapping wars!

Now we're gonna squash this beast.

By letting the crowd decide who's number one, okay?

Now up first is Eddie,

the rhyming falafel ball.

Let me be Frank, homey, you're a weinie.

Okay okay okay, all right.

Up next is Jerry,

the rapping corndog.

Uhh, get a real job, you slob, you smell like a kebab.

Gee, I'm sorry.

You call that "bringing it"?

These people came here to hear some real rap,

am I right, everybody?...

All right, yeah! Let's do it!

Threads, uh-huh!

Whoop de-doop bah-da-boop bah bah bah.

Oh yeah.

- Mm-hmm mm-hmm, uh-huh.

Sit back, relax, turn off your phone

Joan to base, Joan to base.

We're here tonight to put aside our differences.

Because we care about Milton and Julie.

Now if anyone would like to say something, now is the time.

I really like the way Kim's hair smells.

That's all I got.

Rudy, maybe you'd like to say something.

Fine!

What Jack said is true.

Tonight is about Milton.

And Julie.

I'd like us to, you know...

- Let bygones be bygones.N- Mmmm.

Excellent! Sensei ty, maybe you'd like to say something.

Maybe we should just try and get along.

Great! I think we've settled things.

Now let's just all enjoy our meal.

Uh, excuse me, what are you doing?

- I'm taking the last falafel ball.N- no no.

This is my ball. My fork was on it.

My fork was on it first. Get off it.

Never going to happen.

Kickin' it with you.

- They could be anywhere out there.N- anywhere.

- We found 'em.N- where were you two?

We were worried sick.

They have something to say.

Milton and I have talked.

And we're not going to see each other anymore.

Goodbye, Julie. I'll never forget you.

Goodbye, Milton. I'm sorry it didn't work out.

Wait! I want to say something.

No. No, I want to say something.

You and... then so... I feel...

So and something... and you're...

But then and you... I just want to...

But it's here and it's here.

And I want to say something!

You know what?

I finally understand ty completely.

We've let our problems become your problems.

Milton, Julie, we won't stand in your way.

Thank you, Rudy.

I got Milton and Julie together. My work here is done.

- Julie.N- Milton.

- Rudy.N- ty.

- Kim.N- Frank.

Did I imagine that or did she just flip me?

Oh, you must have imagined it.

Come on. You know what?

- You should go give her a hug.N- okay.

- Kim.N- Frank.

Hyah!

Oh, Frank, you're gonna be in seventh grade for a long time.

Kickin' it with you.

You know what? I'm glad we're not fighting anymore.

Yeah, me too. Rapping's about expressing yourself,

not about selling falafels and corndogs.

Yeah.

I think taking this class together is
really going to make us better rappers.

All right, here we go, y'all.

Jerry, Eddie, give me a b*at.

I'm jam master Joan, school is in session.

From both of you right now. Come on.