02x30 - Flea-ing from Trouble

Episode transcripts for the TV show "Sonic Boom". November 8, 2014 - October 4, 2017.*
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Sonic and friends Tails, Knuckles, Amy and Sticks tries to ward off the evil plans of Dr. Eggman who is taking over the world.
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02x30 - Flea-ing from Trouble

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Grr!

This is an outrage!
How can you jack up the price

of Choco Num-Num Bars?
They're the only kind I like!

They're very popular, sir.
It's basic supply and demand.

Well, I demand you hand 'em over

or I'll supply you
with a laser blast!

Not my best wordplay,

but you didn't give me
much to work with.

(Evil laugh)

- Drop the Num-Num, Eggman!
- Oh, great,

it's the fun police!

Let's see how you do against
my largest creation yet,

the tremendously terrifying,
and cleverly named, HugeBot!

Knuckles, gimme a boost.

- Yeah!
- Ah...

I keep building larger and
larger robots to combat Sonic

and his dopey friends.

But all that's gotten me are
larger and larger scrap piles!

And HugeBot
was the most worthless of all!

- Oh, that's not true, sir!
- Nah, I guess you're right.

You two are the most worthless!
I need a new game plan.

If going big isn't working...

- You should go even bigger!
- No, you dimwit!

I need to go small.

But you tried,
that's what matters.

Using micro-nanotechnology,
these FleaBots

can turn the most hygienic foe
into a bumbling, itchy mess.

Ooh! Let me see!

(Yelps) My FleaBots!

(Marching music)

Now, I need you two blank tapes
to plant these on Sonic

and those cheese-faced
chinchillas.

Well, here we are at Meh Burger,
even though we don't eat food.

Just two robots
enjoying the elegant atmosphere

- of a half-star eatery.
- Get on with the plan already!

(Spy-thriller music)

Heh heh!

Ready to be impressed?

(Shrieks)

Whoa!

I'll drill a small hole
and drop the FleaBots inside.

Sticks will never even notice.

Who's there?

(Chuckles)

(Chokes)

(Laughs)

There's the g*ng.

Better play it cool
so they don't know I have fleas.

- 'Sup, peeps?
- Nothing!

No shameful hygiene problems
here, that's for sure.

- (Nervous laugh)
- Yeah, never felt more fresh!

Hey, check out
that hideous stain on the floor!

That's not a stain.
It's the one clean spot.

I'll get that!

Better get some more ketchup.

Ugh!

- You guys got fleas too, huh?
- What? No! We just...

Ah, the heck with it.

- Where did they come from?
- Well, it wasn't me!

I keep
my dilapidated shack spotless!

They probably came
from Amy's old rug.

It's not old, it's vintage!

And it's too expensive
to have fleas.

Sticks lives
in a hole in the woods.

A shaman cast a pest-control
spell on the place years ago.

Everybody, please! We all know
who's really to blame.

It was Knuckles! What?

How dare I besmirch
my good name, sir!

Guys, it doesn't matter
who started it.

That's what patient
zero would say!

- Oh, this is just delicious!
- Really?

- Not the food, the plan.
- Oh. That makes more sense.

Have you seen the clean spot,
by the way?

Oh, these fleas itch even worse

than that poison-ivy deodorant
I've been using.

Wait. Fleas?

You can't bring flea-infested
pelts into my shop.

You're the only store in town
that sells anti-itch lotion.

Can you bring it to us
and we'll pay for it out here?

All right.

(Alarm)

Freeze, fleabags!

You perps are gonna have to
vacate the Village immediately.

- Are you banishing us?
- Of course not.

We're quarantining you.

It's like a banishment,
but more confined.

I guess this isn't so bad.

The town's
turned on us for less.

That's true. At least they gave
us this basket of treatments.

"Warning. May cause dizziness,
nausea, heartburn,

- and night terrors."
- Oh, oh! Me first.

Ah...

Aaah!

Uh... Who's next?

Come on, Amy.
Just try on the flea collar.

It's not like
anybody's going to see you.

Argh!

And continuing our walking tour,
here's Tails' house.

Oh, and inside there's Amy Rose
wearing a flea collar,

not unlike an outdoor cat.

Oooh.

(Evil laugh) Yes, minions,

take all the Choco Num-Num Bars
you can carry!


Help! Where's Team Sonic?

And why aren't they here
to save us?

(Nervous laugh)

(Knock on door)

Congratulations! By decree
of the Mayor's office,

I now un-quarantine you!
Hope you learned your lesson.

Now, if you wouldn't mind,
Eggman just tore up the village.

You ever think maybe you guys
should do something?

You are police officers,
after all.

Hey,
that's enough lip from you!

We'd love to help but I doubt
we'd be much good right now.

Yeah, we've tried every potion
and powder we can find,

but nothing works
on these fleas!

Maybe they're not fleas.

I was so busy itching,
I never considered that.

Well,
hurry up and figure it out.

The Village won't save itself,
ya know.

Especially with
my brother-in-law in the police.

Eh, what are ya gonna do?

These aren't fleas.
They're FleaBots!

We may not know
how to destroy bugs,

but we know exactly
how to destroy robots!

With brute force!

- Ugh!
- Sorry, Knux.

Aiming for the FleaBots. You
just happened to be behind them.

Completely understood,
my good man.

Whoa!

(Battle cry)

Aaah! Ooh, aaah, ooh, aaah!

Oops, sorry!

Don't take it personally.

I was going for the FleaBots.

Not the face. Not the face!

- Only two? That's it?
- And a tooth.

Hmm. Maybe there's a more
scientific approach we can take.

More scientific than punching?

These are programmed
to work remotely.

All we have to do
is find the controller.

And I've got a pretty good hunch
where that might be!

Hand over the controller,
ya lousy...

You know, now I think about it,
it's probably at Eggman's.

Mmm. Mmm. Tastes like victory,
with a hint of nougat!

(Crash)

You can't come in here!
You'll track in fleas!

Seriously, some people!
How rude!

We know your game, Eggman!

Now hand over
the FleaBot controller!

Oh, this old thing?
How about you come and get it?

Can someone scratch my back
for me? Oh, that's the stuff!

Oh, yes.

(Eggman laughs)

I can't take it any more!

Whoa, dude!
Get a hold of yourself.

Let's see how these fleas
thrive in moustache hair.

(Marching music)

(Sighs of relief)

(Yelps) Get 'em off me!

So, is this remote the only way
to stop the FleaBots?

Pretty sure.

(Laughter)

(Yelps) Mombot! (Sobs)

(Groans)

It probably wasn't wise to eat
all those Choco Num Num Bars.

Now you have a tummy ache.

Less talking, more slathering.

(Scratching continues)
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