04x07 - Vicky Loses Her Icky/Pixies Inc.

[bunniefuu]

[ class bell ringing]

Well, future failures of America,

I hope you're all prepared for tomorrow's big science fair.

This year's theme is...

transportation.

I am ready with my project,

my solar-powered audiovisual cart.

I can go from zero to geek in . seconds.

Look at me, I am working the machine!

I'm ready with my laser-powered boil lancer

because nobody should have to travel with an unlanced boil.

I ripped off-- I mean, invented--

this high-tech robot decoy.

That way, when the cops come

the robot will travel to jail instead of me.

MECHANICAL VOICE: I didn't do it.

I didn't do it.

And I'm ready with my totally souped-up mobile home

because they can't take your home from you

if it's on the moon.

Yee-hah!

I'm ready... and so are my clones

because no one should have to travel alone.

Why didn't I finish my project?!

Why!

Don't you remember?

Timmy, shouldn't you be working

on your travel-related science fair project?

This ismy travel-related science fair project:

The effect of using cheat codes to win Decimator:

Crush the Planet

and travel to the winner's circle!

[ sobs]

I'm learning so much!

About travel.

Oh, right.

Not ready, eh, Turner?

The only way you could even hope to be ready

is if you received help from...

fairy godparents!

I'm watching you, Turner.

Uh, look, a child in pain!

Where?!

Hey, there's no child in pain here.

But there's going to be!

[ put-putting]

Cosmo, Wanda, you guys got to get out of here

before Crocker sees you!

Okay, but keep your Auto Poofer with you.

Once we leave, just push the little star

and you'll automatically be poofed back to your room.

Cool. Since I need to finish my science fair project fast

I wish I was at the greatest science lab in Dimmsdale.

A.J.'s lab?

BOTH: Hi, Timmy!

The greatest lab in Dimmsdale is A.J.'s room!

I can't use his stuff for my science project.

He'll know I took his technology.

Well, maybe we should come with you.

Yeah, I'm great with science.

Oh, wait, did I say "science"?

I meant hula dancing.

♪ Hula-belly-hula-belly ♪

♪ Hula-belly-hula-hu ♪

♪ Coconutty-coconutty ♪

♪ Everybody hula-hu. ♪

The rules say you can't help me

win a competition.

So I'll have to do it myself.

Okay... I wish I was in the greatest lab in the universe!

Let's go to Hawaii!

I'll get my lab coat.

[ whining]

Don't be like that, Goddard.

It's just a simple tune-up.

My new Jiffy Tuner will replace your old components

by painlessly rearranging your subatomic structure.

[ howls]

Oh, come on, as long as I'm here

to monitor the molecular transmogrification,

nothing can go wrong.

Whoa...

Hey, why's everything so bulgy?

Ah, who cares?

Look at all this amazing stuff!

I don't even know where to start.

I've got to approach this very scientifically.

Eenie-meenie-minie...

[ clattering]

[ laughs demonically]

Excellent!

Now, switch to sleep mode

and it'll be over before you know it.

Now, I just install a tune-up disk...

Whoops...

slight plasma leak.

Better get a mini-laser.

Hey!

Who the heck are you?

♪ I'm loopy! I'm loopy! ♪

What are you doing?!

That thing's dangerous.

[ beeps]

[ electronic whirring winds down]

Give me that!

How did you get in my lab anyway?

Ha! Your lab?

Sorry, dude,

I got dibs on this place.

One of these gizmos

is going to win me first prize at the fair.

Careful with that!

Look, Baron Von Bighead, get off my back--

which is now bulgy.

Listen closely, beaverboy.

Try to follow what I'm saying.

Everything in this lab is mine--

this helmet, this shrink ray...

even this mini-laser.

Oh, yeah, well...

[ screams]

Ha! Serves you right.

Wait a minute, this isn't my mini-laser...

I meant to do that.

Hey, where'd he go?

Must have scared him off.

Which means... I finally got the greatest lab in the universe

all to myself!

[ music begins playing]

♪ Timmy is an average kid that no one understands... ♪

[ expl*si*n]

[ audience laughing]

♪ Into the stars, goin' by Candy Bar's ♪

♪ Rides a kid with a knack for invention... ♪

[ croaks]

♪ It flips your lid when you're the kid with fairly odd... ♪

♪ With a super-powered mind, a mechanical canine... ♪

[ oinks]

[ laughter]

[ expl*si*n]

Captioning sponsored by THE U.S. DEPARTMENT OF EDUCATION

and NICKELODEON

[ cheering and applause]

Whoa...

Look at all this cool junk.

I could totally smoke A.J.

with any one of these gadgets.

Naw, too tiny.

Too hairy.

Too cheesy.

Aw, man, it'll take forever

to sort through all this stuff.

I might never find the right science project.

Whoa, a video game dog box.

At last, something that addresses basic human needs.

"Downloading tune-up"?

That's a stupid name for a game.

It's a good thing I always carry a copy

of Decimator: Crush the Planet--

that I conveniently started carrying yesterday.

Cool, I suddenly love science.

"Four percent"?

Come on, download!

Aw, come on, Turner, be patient.

You're a bulgy scientist now.

Good science requires discipline,

perseverance and, above all...

I'm bored!

Hey, where'd I put my poofer?

I guess this is my poofer.

Hard to tell when everything looks so weird and bulgy.

[ alarm blaring]

[ shouting]

[ both gasp]

Aw, first that selfish,

crabby kid poofs in here,

and now you two? Is everybody wishing

they were in the greatest lab in the universe?!

This lab belongs to Jimmy.

Carl, don't you see?

This isJimmy.

Another experiment must have gone horribly wrong!

This time he shrunk his own head!

My name's not Jimmy, it's Timmy.

Oh, you scientifically altered

the first letter of your name?

Huh?

You maniacal genius!

Hey, I'll let you two hang out

if you show me how to work this stuff.

[ expl*si*n]

We could do that.

Sheen, no.

Big-headed Jimmy said

we should never touch his stuff.

Quiet, Carl, the small-headed are easily manipulated.

This could be our chance

to play with some of the coolest,

slightly more dangerous experiments.

That I could use to win first prize in the science fair!

Let's get experimental.

I love this new small-headed Jimmy.

Oh, yeah, I'm bad.

I'm in the robo-walker.

I feel nauseous, but I'm bad... bad!

Huzzah!

Let evildoers beware

the wrath of Guy-in-a-bubbleman!

Hey, where'd Small-Headed Jimmy go?

[ yelling]

[ coughing]

Small-Headed Jimmy, are you okay?

My new bulgy skull might be cracked,

but my new bulgy mind doesn't care!

Let's do it again!

Wow, this new Jimmy puts

the "mental" in "experimental"!

James Isaac Neutron!

Look at this mess.

Honestly, Jimmy...

My name is Timmy!

Timmy!

I think people in your dimension

use "J" instead of a "T."

Gee, what a jwit.

Oh, so now we're a Mr. Smartymouth.

Well, that's it, young man, you're grounded!

What'd I do?!

Hmm, might I suggest a hypno-beam?

Ooh, excellent choice.

JUDY: Didn't you hear me?

I said you're...

I can bend others to my will-- cool!

You think that you're, um, Mighty Mom!

Quickly spinning around,

Judy Neutron transforms herself into...

Mighty Mom!

Super-powered defender of domestic order!

My hyper-domestic senses detect dirt

and danger and dirt.

Vacuum-powered flying abilities, activate!

Whoosh!

[ crash]

I'll clean that up.

Uh, I don't know, new Jimmy,

maybe this stuff istoo dangerous.

Aren't you worried that we're tampering

with forces we can never hope to control?

Don't you mean "jampering"?

And no, I'm not.

So, about this skateboard...

I think I'm finally getting the hang of it.

[ screams]

Wow, look at Small-Headed Jimmy go!

Yeah!

His lack of concern

for the safety of himself and others

is bold and refreshing.

Dust bunnies, surrender!

[ struggling]

HUGH: Yeah, Butterbiscuit, I can't tell,

is this a mole or just a scaly patch?

Why, it's my faithful sidekick, Lintboy.

It's "Lintman."

Into your Spandex leotards, Lintboy.

We've got to scour this town of evil.

"Spandex..." I get it.

You want to play one of those special games, eh?

All right, but let me chase you this time.

Behind the refrigerator and beyond!

Whoosh!

All right, I'm coming right behind you,

my mistress of meticulousness.

Look at me, I'm flying!

CINDY: I'm telling you,

Susan B. Anthony could totally kick Madame Curie's butt.

Not if she was tag-teamed with Harriet Tubman.

Incoming!

That could have gone better.

Neutron, you dolt!

Why don't you look where you're flying?

That's not Neutron--

the head's too small.

And that overbite could crack open

a sea turtle.Hey!

Let me guess, you must be

one of Neutron's online, -D chess club pals.

Gr-eat, just what this town needs--

another big-brained chess geek.

Look, I said I was sorry!

Too late, Pawn-to-king-duh!

It wasn't my fault.

The controls are very complicated.

Maybe to a hamster.

Looks like all you have to do

is press the studs.

Really?

Whoo-hoo, look at me!

I'm doing it...

and not crashing into stuff.

Although, I kind of miss the crashing into stuff.

Hey, you're pretty smart.

Want to help me with my science project?

You're asking for a girl's help?

You actually value my opinion?

Sort of.

Careful, Cindy, it's a trick.

I'll bet Neutron put him up to it.

No... I think he actually means it.

Looking good, Small-Headed Jimmy.

Cindy, Libby, have you met

new Small-Headed Jimmy?

You can call him "new Jimmy" for short.

This isn't Jimmy.

This is one of his friends--

one of his much cooler, better-looking friends.

I love this universe!

Are you mad, woman?

Look at his head!

Tell her, Small-Headed Jimmy.

Tell her how you shrunk your own living head!

Uh, I'm going to go with what she said.

What's the most challenging part of -D chess?

Uh, trying to remember

how that horsie thing goes?

CINDY [ giggling]: You're so funny!

Hey, Jimmy, where are you going?

I think we've just been flat left.

Oh, man!

I hate new Small-Headed Jimmy!

[ mechanical roar]

[ camera whirring]

JUDY: Lintboy, quick!

To the Mom Lair!

[ laughing]: Now you're talking.

Hey!

[ servos whirring]

[ Hugh grunting]

Hey, Mighty Mom!

Household Avenger, open up!

Lintboy needs to recharge his power pack.

[ Goddard growling]

Goddard?

Player One, your future is canceled.

Down boy, no...

No, down... down!

Puking plutonium!

My hands.

My arms.

My depth!

It's gone!

Where... where am I?

That bucktooth kid must've used this

to teleport me out of my own lab.

I've got to get back to Goddard!

If I'm not there to monitor his tune-up,

the atomic transmutation could run wild!

There's got to be some sort of instruction manual

to this teleportation pen in here.

No manual.

No fish.

[ screams]

No... Hmm...

Maybe under the bed.

BOTH: Aloha, Timmy!

Timmy? Who's Timmy?

I'm Jimmy-- Jimmy Neutron.

[ screaming]

I'm not familiar with how you greet people

in this dimension, but okay...

[ screaming]

[ screaming]

[ all screaming]

[ bike bell rings]

ALL: Hi, Timmy.

[ screaming]

SOLO: Scream all you want.

ALL: We're still going to kick your butt

at the science fair tomorrow.

[ all laughing]

Oh, no, that kid isn't Timmy.

His swirly, fudgey hair is way too perfect.

Worse, if he finds out that we're Timmy's fairies,

we'll have to go away forever.

What are you?

I'm Cosmo!

And I'm Wanda.

BOTH: And we're... um...

Holograms, of course.

Hey, hands off the wife!

Oh, and capable

of independent rational thought.

You must have been programmed for super-intelligence.

Did you hear that?

He called me super-intelligent!

This looks like a job for...

my brain!

Go ahead, go ahead, ask me something.

Why are you still talking?!

Seven!

Hey, Timmy!

Ready for school and the big science fair?

It's not Timmy, it's Jimmy.

Jimmy Neutron.

Oh, sure it is, son.

I'm sure this amazing disguise

has nothing to do with the fact

that you don't want to go to school

because you didn't finish

your science fair experiment.

I remember the time you wanted to avoid

that math exam and you were Kent Quasar.

When you didn't want to go to the dentist

you were Buzz Adams.

[ laughing]

Oh, it's rich!

I don't have time to do a science fair project,

and I'm not Timmy!

Of course you're not.

That's why we brought not-Vicky,

your not-baby-sitter

to not bring you to not-school.

Don't worry, Mr. Turner.

I'll make sure Jimmy here gets to school safe and sound.

[ loud smack]

[ straining]: As soon as I get this fake head off.

Aren't you going a little fast?

You'll never stop in time at this velocity.

Stopping?

That's funny.

[ Jimmy screams]

Different world, same physics.

BOTH: Hi, Not-Timmy!

You two!

You got to help me get back to my world

and get that other kid back here.

We can't do that, Jimmy.

Timmy's got to wish for it.

So you only respond to a voice command

from a specific human frequency?

I still have no idea what you're saying.

Kent Quasar didn't choke cats.

You seem to be able to alter your appearance

and location at will.

Well, Timmy doesn't want anybody to know about us.

We have to be careful.

That's probably because you're imperfect prototypes.

Well, she might not be perfect,

but she's the one who said yes.

Aw...

Hey!

JIMMY: Science fair?

That means fellow scientists.

Maybe one of them is smart enough

to explain this dimension's technology.

ALL: Hey, it's Kent Quasar!

I'm not Kent Quasar!

Oh, right-- Buzz Adams.

No, Jimmy Neutron!

ALL [ sarcastically]: Right...

Nice new big-head disguise, Timmy.

Didn't do your science fair project, huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

No, I'm not Timmy!

I'm Jimmy!

Jimmy Neutron.

And I am not Sanjay, I am Yogi Bear,

and I am smarter than the average bear.

Another reality avoidance costume, eh, Turner?

Very well.

Since you're clearly Timmy Turner,

here's your daily "F"!

Ah, an "F"!

It burns!

[ screaming]

Oh, but that's not all.

Plus, since you're Turner,

you get the series of vicious beatings

I had planned for you today.

Hey, there's no skull in this fake head.

And there's still more.

You still have to do your science fair project,

which you haven't even started.

I'm not Timmy Turner!

And what do you mean he hasn't started yet?

He invented this teleporting pen.

He's a genius.

Egad!

Uh, finger-paint!

You are not the boss of me!

At last, at last!

Fairies!

Gigantic craniums...

teleporting pens...

children claiming to be smarter than the average bear.

There's only one logical explanation

for Turner's head becoming that large:

fairy godparents!

I knew it was only a matter of time

before my diabolical transportation science fair

caused one of those children to invent a device

that I could use to teleport me to the legendary... Fairy World!

Home of fairy godparents!

I must get that magic pen.

Pen!

I mean, fairies!

What am I doing back here?

[ alarm beeping]Oh, no!

Something's wrong with Goddard's molecular structure!

These readings are off the scale.

Maybe it responds to voice commands like Cosmo and Wanda.

Uh, actually...

To Retroville!

Hmm, why didn't it work?

There's probably so much technology in this room

it's interfering with the teleporter.

I should get farther away.

To Retroville!

Darn it!

To Retroville!

Hey, your head looks smaller!

What? I'm just trying to be supportive.

Llevame a Retroville!

Hola, Señor Fudge-head.

[ donkey braying]

What's the deal with this thing?

It only teleports me back to this room.

Sorry, amigo.

It's specifically designed

to teleport Timmy back to his room.

Aw, that's limited.

Hmm...

Hey, a Game Buddy!

If this pen's technology

is as adaptive as you guys are,

I should be able to combine it with this

so I can teleport anywhere--

even home.

Retroville, all right!

I'm out of here!

You're not going anywhere, Turner.

Now that I have this magic pen, Iam!

[ cackling]

Magic?

Are you nuts?

There's no such thing as magic.

You're not fooling me, Turner.

No magic, eh?

Then what do you make of this?

[ cackling]

[ laughter echoing]

[ stops abruptly]

Oh, no!

We're in Fairy World!

Way to go, genius!

Tell me more about your interests, Timmy Turner.

What makes you tick?

[ slurping]

Stuff makes me tick.

Junk makes me tick, too.

But wicked-awesome stuff,

that's what really makes me tick.

Incredible.

The technology you're talking about

must be on the cutting edge

of the very latest scientific paradigms.

You talk funny.

Small-Headed Jimmy!

Small-Headed Jimmy!

Come quickly!

Goddard's gone berserk!

You have to fix everything

just like you used to when you had a big head.

What?

Come see for yourself.

[ Goddard roaring]

Heel, boy-- stay!

Stay... Down!

Good, giant mechanical Goddard.

Good, good. Stay.

[ Goddard growling]

[ screaming]

Wow! Cool, the dog-box became the Decimator!

It took a long time to download, but I think it paid off.

You mean you did this?

Well, it is my game.

You design software, too?

Timmy, you're amazing.

[ Goddard's servos whirring]

New Jimmy-- do something!

Your dad's about to get stomped!

Aw, relax, it's just a harmless game.

Besides, at this level, Decimator is so slow

you'd have to stand absolutely still for him to get you.

[ shouting]

Oh! Ow!

Does your game have a lot of cool features?

Basically, Decimator locks on to moving targets,

then, every time he defeats a player, he gets bigger.

Ha-ha-ha!

Ooh! Ooh! Show me how to play!

Show me how to play!

Me next, me next!

Look, guys, you're cramping my style--

which apparently I have in this universe.

I think Cindy actually likes me.

Eww! Eww!

[ Hugh moaning]

[ Hugh screaming]

Help...

me...!

Call...

my...

mom... mie!

[ Goddard roaring]

So, I'll see you guys later.

Me and Cindy are going

to try out some more science projects.

Ready, Cindy?

You bet.

Ugh, I may be sick.

Oh, it's okay, Libby.

You can be new best friends with us.

I may be sicker!

Don't worry kids, I got...

Everything is under control.

[ groans]

[ all screaming]

Player One decimated!

Player Two...

your future is canceled!

[ Decimator whirring]

[ screams]

[ starter motor whirring]

[ engine starts]

[ roars]

[ screams]

It's going to destroy the town!

Let's get my video camera.

Sheen, no.

It's up to us to stop it.

Jimmy's gone, new Jimmy's useless,

and Cindy's acting like a complete snob--

I mean, what's up with that?

Tell me about it, girlfriend.

You're right, Libby, it's up to us,

which is why I have comformulated a bold plan.

To the emergency space pods!

Why don't we just go after the dog?

That works, too.

So, Dr. Mildew, once again

I've foiled your insidious plan.

[ laughing]

You were right, Cindy,

mutating stuff is fun.

And easy.

Just remember:

the left button is for animal DNA,

the right button is

for plants and some algae.

Cool! You're the smartest girl

I've ever talked to.

Really?

Well, not a lot of girls talk to me,

so... yeah!

Timmy, I think we may be ready

to take our relationship to the next level.

You mean... like... Spin The Bottle?

No, MindPhone.

I want to hear your deepest, most personal thoughts.

Uh-oh.

[ gasps]

[ screams]

Player Two decimated!

[ whimpers]

[ whirring]

Player Three decimated!

Players Four, Five and Six,

your future is canceled!

[ screaming]

[ thinking]: D = pi R.

"Diaphanous."

D-i-a-p...

Some things that fly there be,

birds, hours, the bumblebee.

Gee, Cindy, your thoughts are smart and pretty.

Let's try you.

Uh... I'm not really

a hat person.

ANNOUNCER: Hello... and welcome...

to Celebrity Steel Cage Monkey Boxing!

Uh... ah...

Say, Cindy, you'd still like me

even if I weren't smart,

wouldn't you?

Ha-- of course not.

But it's irrelevant,

because you're the smartest, most sensitive,

most honest guy I've ever met.

Yeah... I got it going on, I guess.

CARL: Gangway!

Small-Headed Jimmy!

Goddard's still berserk!

Guys, I told you,

there's nothing to be scared of.

Decimator is a completely harmless video game.

It even got a "Triple-G" rating.

[ growling]

[ roaring]

It got a "Triple-G"?

For "gratuitous, gut-wrenching, gore-fest."

[ roaring]

[ screaming]

The game isout of control.

I got to get back home so Cosmo and Wanda can help.

Where'd I put my poofer?

[ screams]

[ roars]

He gave his life to save us.

I won't let his sacrifice be in vain!

[ groaning]

I am going to have to punish that dog.

I'm going to need a really big newspaper.

I'll wait till Sunday.

[ coughs]

Oh, man... can't take these fumes much longer.

Whoa!

Uh... uh...

I wish I could see Cindy one more time--

I never got a picture of her

to prove to my friends she really exists!

CINDY [ over radio]: Timmy, can you read me?

Are you okay?

Cindy? Where are you...

and do you have a digital camera

and a computer that can send a picture to a parallel universe?

CINDY: Um, no.

I managed to tap in to your mini-laser's frequency.

It's not my poofer?

Then I'm going to be dipped in acid!

Try using the mini-laser to cut that rail you're on.

[ humming]

[ moaning]

Wow, it worked.

All right!

I took a girl's advice and it worked!

[ moaning]

I did it, Cindy, now what?

I have an idea.

If I can guide you to Goddard's power core,

we might shut him down.

Sounds good to me, just tell me where to go.

Down the corridor and left, quick!

[ Decimator roaring]

He's targeting the Purple Flurp factory!

Oh, no, if he destroys it

he might cause a Flurp spill!

That much corrosive sugar could dissolve

all of Retroville--

just look what it did to my molars.

Shut it.

Sorry.

Timmy, we're out of time.

You'll never make it.

Think of something!

CINDY: Um, um, um...

try a brain blast!

A what?

A sudden burst

of intuitive insight.

Something to save our butts now!

I don't know what she's talking about,

but she's counting on me.

Got to think. Think. Think!

I'm bored again.

I wish I could just pop the disk out

and quit before I lose, just like I do at home.

TIMMY: Quitting always works.

Timmy, that's it!

If you can disconnect the drive, it's game over.

New Player, you have dared to challenge Decimator?

Your future is canceled!

Find the green terminal box

and pull the red switch.

Got it!

He's arming his rockets!

Timmy, get that box open!

Oh, no-- my laser's out of juice!

You can do it, new Jimmy.

Use your giant teeth!

[ spits]

Whoo-hoo, yes!

Victory is mine!

Who says quitters never win?

I'm the king of the...

Whoa... whoa!

I'm okay.

You did it, Cindy,

you and Timmy saved the town!

Too bad about Jimmy's dad, though.

Green... leftovers... my one... weakness.

Quick, Lintboy...

help me reach my... utility belt.

Oh, not tonight, Sugar Booger,

Lintboy needs to spend time

in his fortress of iodine.

Door closed.

Strength returning.

Mighty Mom lives!

[ glass shattering]

I'll clean that up.

Way to go, Cindy!

I knew you could do it!

You don't fool me for one second, Timmy,

I'm smart enough to see through

your little shammy-sham.

Huh?

What are you talking about?

You made it seem like

you didn't know what you were doing.

You created this whole crisis

just so I could solve it.

Well, for your information, Mister,

I think that was unbelievably sweet.

Ah, gross!

Who's up for a group hurl?

Hey-- Goddard's shrinking.

His normal program is rebooting.

He should be his old self again.

[ barks]

Whoo-hoo!

Good job, Goddard!

Look, something's coming up on his screen.

Calling Goddard.

Can you hear me?

Come in, boy.

My readings indicate

you're now back to normal.

TIMMY: Hey, it's that kid,

CINDY: It's Neutron.

But I thought that...

Then you're not...

Everything I know is a lie!

Hey, what are you doing in Fairy World?

Well, some lunatic sucked me into your computer simulation.

What lunatic?

[ laughing]

No!

[ Crocker laughing hysterically]

Finally, I'm in!

I've made it to the legendary Fairy World!

[ laughing]

They said it didn't exist.

They said I was crazy...

and I am!

Crazy like a guy who was right about Fairy World!

I think I'll take the VIP tour.

BOTH: Crocker!

Ladies and gentlemen, girls and boys,

welcome to Fairy World's VIP tour.

Uh, excuse me, are you a human?

No...

Uh, I'm a nymph.

Anyone but a nymph wear a hat this stupid?

Oh. It looks good on you, though.

Then welcome aboard.

On with the tour.

You brought Mr. Crocker to Fairy World?

What kind of genius are you?

You scrambled my dog's atoms and let a girl in my lab?

What kind of genius are you?

Back off, Nerdtron.

Timmy here has already saved the day--

and saved your dog--

in half the time you would have.

Look, I need you to...

Uh, like I care about what you need.

As long as my dog's okay,

we are done.

TOUR GUIDE: And that's the Fairy Academy,

where we train fairy godparents.

Fire!

[ coughs]

That's okay, we're here to learn.

TOUR GUIDE: And over there is the Fairy Armory,

where we store every magical fairy w*apon known to fairies.

It's the only place in Fairy World

that, in case of an emergency,

has its own power supply.

Any questions?

I have a question!

Let's say I was this human.

If I somehow stole that magical weaponry,

would I be able to, say, oh...

force the surrender of Fairy World

and be made king of all fairies?

Oh, absolutely--

especially if you were evil enough

to destroy the Big Wand;

that's what powers all our magic wands.

If you took that out, we'd have to surrender.

Since there's no chance of that,

let's talk about the exciting world of crowds.

Thank you for your very informative tour.

Ah!

The Fairy Armory.

Just think of the fairy havoc I can wreak

with these fairy weapons!

Think!

I mean... fairies!

Crocker's gone!

That means I'm stuck here?

I got to get that teleportation device and get out of here.

Can this get any worse?

If by worse you mean

somebody's knocking over the Big Wand, then yes.

[ screaming]

[ laughing maniacally]

I knocked over the Big Wand!

[ laughing]

Freeze!

Magic or not,

I am still powerful enough to defeat you

with my special brand of fairy justice.

Woof!

Woof, woof!

Bark, bark.

Woof!

I will defeat you...

after I defeat this evil stump of a tail!

[ laughing]

What's wrong with you guys?

Oh, he's cut off our supply of magic.

That's right-- I'm in charge here now.

Get ready...

to make me your king!

If we're going to get that teleportation pen,

now's my chance.

Hey, what are you doing?

Making an electromagnet.

By wrapping this wire around this metal crown,

and attaching it to this power source,

I can create an electromagnetic coil!

Steady.

Voilà!

Thank you, electromagnetic valence bonding.

[ laughs maniacally]

[ laughing maniacally]

Good luck with your new king.

Wait, fudge-head.

You can't leave us.

Crocker's going to...

Zap the memory?

Wipe the C drive?

So what?

You're computer programs.

You're not really real, right?

If we weren't real, could I do this?

Or this?

Or could I do this?

Cosmo, Wanda, finally!

Timmy, you have to stop him.

He's going to let Crocker wipe our C drive,

whatever that means,

and I like to wipe my own stuff.

How many times do I have to tell you, you aren't real.

TIMMY: Yes.

Yes, they are.

They are real.

What do you mean "real"?

You're holograms.

All of this is a big computer game.

How do you care so much about them?

[ whimpering]

Goddard?

Of course-- Goddard.

He's computerized, isn't he?

Well, Cosmo and Wanda are as real to me

as Goddard is to you.

Look, I'm sorry I broke into your lab.

I'm sorry I almost broke Goddard.

What about the girl in my lab?!

I'm sorry about that, too.

CINDY: Hey!

[ whispering]; Play along, toots.

Jimmy, you have to save Cosmo and Wanda.

They're my best friends.

You have to!

CROCKER: Oh, fiddlesticks!

How could I miss that?

I was aiming for his big fake head.

Do something, Fudge-head.

Do something...

Fudge-head.

Wow, they're really upset.

Maybe these are more than just holograms.

[ barking]

So if they disappear,

they're gone for good.

I can't let that happen.

I've got to do something.

But what?

Come on, think.

Think!

Hey, Timmy, are you ready for the big science fair?

[ laughing maniacally]

Brain blast!

You guys do what you can to stall Crocker.

I'll be right back.

Oh, no!

Fudge-head left us.

I always knew you couldn't trust a fudge-head.

I need raw, uncompromised technology, and fast.

[ sniffs]

Ah, silicone and test tubes.

I missed that smell.

One solar-powered laser...

A fully equipped double-wide,

and presto.

After I take care of one little detail.

Ah, the fairy capitol building.

It looks so beautiful

and so... not ruled by me!

We'll have to fix that.

Freeze, sucker.

Hey, I should force them to make me their king.

Maybe I'll have a court jester.

I hope he tells jokes and not riddles.

Jokes have punch lines.

You better have punch lines!

Well, okay,

but only because you asked.

[ screams]

You again.

[ fast-paced electronic music plays]

[ exclaiming]

[ screaming]

CROCKER: So, Turner,

that fake-headed robot suit

might intimidate some other people,

but you're still going down.

And then, I'm going to give you an F...

minus!

No one gives Jimmy Neutron an F.

[ screams]

[ screaming]

Come on, come on, move!

Got you!

Say good-bye, Timmy Turner.

How many times do I have to tell you?

I'm not Timmy Turner.

Technically, he's not even Jimmy Neutron.

Pay no attention to the fairies operating the fudge-head suit.

Fairies!

Ordinarily, this would be a good thing, but...

Turner! Where'd he go?

Red to red, blue to blue.

CROCKER: Dust to dust.

Put that down, Turner...

Now!

I don't understand.

Why isn't it powering up?

[ giggles]

I knew it wasn't plugged in.

Hold it right there, Turner!

Prepare for a smaller head.

Move, Jimmy, move!

Aha!

ALL: Yahoo!

Fudge-head did it.

You can...

you can trust a fudge-head.

Whoo-hoo. Yay. Whee.

Whoo-hoo, yay and whee all you want, little fairies.

I'll still have the last laugh.

Once you're out of the way,

I'll blow that big wand out of existence.

Oh?

I don't think so.

Say hello to my big glowing friend.

Hey, that's my big glowing friend!

[ screams]

Hey, no fair using magic against me.

I don't know if I believe in magic,

but I do believe in virtual programming.

Time to override your hard drive!

Hey!

[ squealing]

I surrender!

Enough!

DOG: No, it is not enough.

Get ready, tiny human, as I shred your memory to bits

with my muscular canine teeth.

[ growls]

[ Crocker screaming]

Nice doggy.

And if you'll look to your left,

you'll see a puny adult human male being shredded

by a buff magical schnauzer...

and having his internal organs rearranged.

[ screaming, dog barking]

Jimmy, you did it!

And not a hair out of place.

Well, I couldn't let anything happen to my new virtual pals,

could I?

[ Timmy clears throat]

Timmy!

Cindy!

Nerd-tron!

Pancakes!

[ barks]

Ah, don't worry, boy.

All I have to do is reverse the polarity

and I can get back home.

Yeah, yeah.

I can handle this.

[ giggles]

He's so smart.

I wish we were both back in our own hometowns.

Wish?

What's wishing going to do?

Jimmy Neutron, boy genius.

Timmy Turner...

boy!

Thanks for saving my dog.

Thanks for saving my... uh...

Fairy programs?

Sure, fairy programs.

Sorry I was such a jerk.

No problem.

We geniuseshave to stick together.

Uh, between you and me, I'm not really all that smart.

I know-- I kind of figured that out when I saw all the Fs.

[ gasps]: I'll never forget you, Timmy Turner.

Never!

Wait for me.

Wait for me!

Cindy, I know you've been through a lot the past few hours,

but, um... get out of my lab!

Well, children,

since Mr. Crocker lost his memory,

apparently in some sort of bizarre schnauzer incident...

Schnauzers... No!

No!

I'll be judging the science fair tonight.

[ whoops]

Well, Crocker lost, Goddard's safe...

And I met a nice young man with fudgy hair.

Not a bad way to spend a day.

But I never got my science fair project done.

I'm still going to get an F.

Timmy, where's your science fair project?

Well, I... um, you see, I...

Oh, my.

Look, it is a flying hound of robotic descent.

Why didn't you think of that?

Hey, I'm just one of guys.

[ chuckles]: I knew I'd figure out

that teleportation device sooner or later.

[ gasps]

Timmy, what an astounding project!

You get an "A" and first prize.

You're clearly smarter than A.J. or his clones.

Thanks, boy genius.

Ah, don't mention it, average kid who no one understands.

Is that Timmy?

Timmy!

Hi!

Tell him I said hi.

JIMMY: Get out of my lab!

[ Goddard barks]

Hi, I'm Paul.

[ riveting in metal]