01x13 - Party at Neutron's/Ultra Sheen

[bunniefuu]

Gotta Blast.

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

♪ Rides a kid with a knack
for invention ♪

( gasps )

♪ With super-powered mind,
a mechanical canine ♪

( barks )

♪ He rescues the day
from sure destruction ♪

Help.

♪ This is the theme song ♪

( screams )

♪ For Jimmy Neutron. ♪

( mechanical whirring )

( barking )

( yells )

JIMMY:
Hmm, looks like
my time accelerator

works exactly as I planned.

( Hugh hoots )

I can't believe it,
sugar booger!

We're finally going
to get to see Ducks--

the greatest musical
ever made.

♪ When you're a duck,
you're a duck all the way ♪

♪ From the first time
you quack ♪

♪ Till the last egg
you lay. ♪

♪ When you're a duck
you live in a blind ♪

♪ With a little o'range
and some fresh melon rind. ♪

♪ Ducks... ♪

♪ The musical. ♪

JUDY:
Now, Jimmy.

While we're out tonight,

no inviting anyone over,
no experiments,

and no
intergalactic travel.

Don't worry, Mom,
I'll be good.

Good-- but just
to be safe,

sign here... and here...
and here...

and initial here.

Mom, I'm just doing
routine maintenance

on my shrink ray,
time pincher

and time accelerator.

It's going to be a boring night.

Let's go, pudding.

Don't want to miss
the overture.

( to Beethoven's 9th symphony ):
♪ Duck-duck-duck-duck... ♪

( chuckles ):
Oh, Hugh.

We'll be home
around 11:30.

Jimbo, you want us

to wake you up
when we get home

and re-enact the show?

Uh... no thanks.

Sometimes
a scientist's lot can be

a lonely and boring one,
Goddard.

( doorbell rings )

Saved by the bell.

Hey, Jimmy,
I got the first season

of Teenage Ultra Lord
on DVD,

with 162 hours
of deleted scenes.

Yeah.

In one episode,

the actors flub
their lines

with hilarious results.

Oh, sorry, guys, I can't.

My parents are out and I can't
have anybody over.

Your parents are gone?

You're home alone?

They won't be back
till Ultra Lord
knows when?

Let's have a party.

No, Sheen, seriously.

I signed a legal document.

But think of the fun,
the laughs, the memories.

Think of
the high-calorie snacks
and sugar-laden soda.

Oh, it would be fun.

Maybe Nick
would even come

and that would make us
cooler than cool.

And maybe Betty Quinlan
would come, Jimmy.

Betty Quinlan?

( romantic music playing )

SHEEN:
This is a once-
in-a-lifetime chance.

SHEEN:
Your parents may
never go out again!

Hmm... Mom and Dad
didn't say anything

about Sheen inviting
anyone over, so okay.

Sheen, I guess it'd be okay

if you wanted
to just invite a few...

Can you keep it
down, Jimmy?

Yeah, you heard me:
Party at Neutron's.

Call everybody you ever
met in your entire life

and tell them to get
over here now.

This is going to be the greatest
night of our lives.

Or a horrible nightmare
of pain and misery.

Carl, what'd you
say that for?

Hey, I calls 'em as I .

JIMMY:
Ooh, there's the man.

Right this way, ladies.

Liking the outfit.

Glad you could make it.

Cindy? Libby?

Yeah, yeah.

The only reason
we're here is to make

catty observations
and rude remarks.

And there was
nothing good on TV.

So, uh...

like, where's the party,
Nerdbomb?

Uh, well,
it's right here.

This is it.

What!

No music, no dancing,
no decorations?

No little weenies
in little buns?

Leave it to Neutron
to throw a totally
lame party.

What about games?

We could play
spin the bottle.

Yeah, or we could play

spin Sheen and hit him
with a bottle.

Oh, w-w-wait, I've got
some cool games:

Rock 'em Sock 'em Einstein

and, oh, Stephen Hawking's
Off-Road Baja Wheelchair Race.

I'll be right back.

Hey, don't forget
the little weenies.

I officially declare
this party over.

I am out of here.

No, no!

If Nick goes,
they all go.

I got to stop him.

Get out of my way, Shine.

"Sheen."

Whatever-- move.

Wait, wait, wait!

Jimmy has cool stuff

like... like
a jet pack.

And you'd look
cooler than cool

flying around
in that.

Please stay!

Don't leave!

KIDS:
Wow!

Let the party begin.

JIMMY:
Let's see, I got games,

double-fudge popcorn,
Purple Slurp...

( glass shatters )

That can't be good.

( music playing, bell dinging,
games buzzing )

Hey, Wheezer,

what happens
if I point this at you

and press the button?

Don't, don't.

You'll make me real...

...small!

Help!

( robot beeping )

( jet pack whizzing )

Hey, check me out, dudes.

I'm Super Nick.

LIBBY:
Check this out.

Live satellite feed
of the Men Pretending
To Be Boys concert.

( screams )

( pop music playing )

Hey, Jimmy.

I used your time pincher

to bring Harry Houdini
to your party

to do magic tricks.

( roars )

Sheen, that's a ferocious
prehistoric velociraptor.

Oh, yeah.

I always get magicians
and dinosaurs mixed up.

( raptor roaring )

( roars )

( pop music continues )

CARL:
Don't step on me!

( music stops )

Okay, that's it.

This party is over.

Everybody out.

Uh, hey, Jimmy.

B-B-Betty Quinlan?

Who invited Miss I'm-So-
Beautiful-And-Perfect?

I heard you were
having a party.

Yes, I am.

( cheering )

( funky dance music begins )

I love this song.

You want to dance?

Uh, dance--
me, with you?

Here, tonight,
in real life?

I mean, it's not
April Fool's?

I'm not dreaming?

This isn't an
elaborate practical...

Why would anyone want
to dance with Nerdtron?

I wouldn't dance
with him if he were
the last kid on earth.

Methinks the lady doth
protest too much.

Methinks you better
button your yap

before I button it for you.

Oh, yeah, I feel good!

Hit me.

Oh, not really.

( chuckles )

Yeah.

Great party, Neutron.

Thanks, Betty.

I guess it is.

( phone rings )

Jimmy Neutron,
party monster.

HUGH ( on phone ):
Jimbo?

Dad?

HUGH:
Bad news.

One of the actors
in Ducks broke his wing,

so I jumped on stage
to fill in

and, well,
I kind of, sort of,

I, uh, accidentally...

He destroyed
the entire set.

It could've happened
to anybody.

Anyways, we'll be home
in about five minutes.

See you soon, son.

Five minutes-- no!

What's the matter,
Jimmy?

Nothing-- everything's.

Good, because
I am dancing

till I can't dance
no more.

( laughs )

Ah, that's great.

I mean, no, it's not.

Estimate parental unit
arrival time.

WATCH:
T minus four minutes
12 seconds.

Okay, that was fun.

Wish you could stay,
but I understand.

Thanks for coming, bye.

We're not leaving
the party.

It finally got good,
hmm!

You can't kick me out.

I'm... I'm me.

CARL:
Don't stop me, Jimmy.

I've got feet of flames.

Oh, what am I going to do?

Think, think!

♪ You're a duck all the way. ♪

Brain blast!

By speeding up time
within the confines of my house

using my time accelerator,

they can have their party
and leave it, too.

( burping )

( kids groaning )

GIRL:
What's going on?

( panting )

Cool party, Neutron.

( panting )

For once, you did
something right.

( panting )

It was great,

even though I never got
a little weenie.

Let me know
when you're having
another party, Jimmy.

Oh, will do, Betty.

( puckers )

Ah!

Hi, honey.

How was your evening?

Oh, fine.

Did you throw
a wild party?

What?

Just kidding.

Goddard, activate
light-speed clean up!

( whirring, drilling and animal
noises come from inside house )

Looking good.

JUDY:
We certainly have
a wonderful son--

so responsible
and trustworthy.

You couldn't leave
most boys his age
alone like that.

No, you couldn't.

But then, Jimbo's
not most boys.

He's one in a million.

He sure is.

Say, I'm going
to hang up my jacket

and then I'm going to say
more nice things about Jimmy.

Uh, sugar booger, how long have
we had a raptor in the closet?

( raptor roars,
Hugh screams )

JUDY:
James Isaac Neutron!

JIMMY:
I can fix that... I hope.

HUGH:
Bad dinosaur, bad.

That's it, out of the house.

Ow! Ow!

I'm glad you're extinct.

You're mean.

SHEEN:
I'm telling you,

bologna is made
by tiny bologna elves.

And I'm telling you,

bologna grows on
mighty bologna trees.

Does not!

Does, too!

( helicopter rotors wh)

JIMMY:
( on Goddard's speaker )
Hi, guys.

Oh, no!

Goddard's eaten
Jimmy.

JIMMY:
Not quite-- I'm on
the lab speakerphone.

I want you to get
your favorite video games

and come over.

I've got an invention
you'll love, and it...

( pants )

How'd you get here so quick?

I had a copy of Ultra Lord

Versus Robo-Fiend Mega Battle
in my pocket.

And you carry that around
all the time?

Oh, I don't need to.

I can stop whenever I want.

I don't have a problem!

Not today, you don't.

How would you, Sheen,
like to fight side by side

with Ultra Lord,
live and in person?

( gasps )

Jimmy!

I love you.

Behold the glory
that is...

the Neutronic
Game Pyramid.

Ooh, pointy.

It actually deconstructs
your particles

and inserts you into
your favorite video game.

So as soon as Carl get.

SHEEN:
No, no.

I want to fight side by side

with Ultra Lord now.

Every moment I'm not fighting

side by side with Ultra Lord
is tearing me apart.

Okay, okay, okay.

Insert the game, then stand
on the transference pad.

Oh, one more thing.

This pyramid is
only a prototype,

so in order to exit the game,
you have to win.

So just to be on the safe side,
I'll start you out on Level 1.

As Ultra Lord said in episode
62, "Love, Valor, Ultra Lord!"

Fractalize me.

( machine whirrs )

( hisses )

( Sheen shouts )

( grunts )

Awesome-- I'm actually
on the Ultra Planetoid.

ULTRA LORD:
Greetings,
life-form.

I'm about to engage Robo-Fiend
in pitched combat.

Would you like
to be my Battle Buddy?

B-b-battle Buddy? M-me?

Answer quickly.

My ultra senses tell me
that Robo-Fiend is approaching.

At last.

My long years
of watching TV
have paid off.

Let evil tremble,

for none can withstand
the awesome might

that is Ultra Lord
and his new Battle Buddy--

Ultra Sheen!!

( roars )

( whirring )

Okay, that could
have gone better.

JIMMY:
Oh, Sheen.

Now he's trapped in there.
Oh, well...

I'm sure he can't possibly
lose twice on Level 1.

SHEEN ( on monitor ):
Hey, look at me.

I'm head-growing-out-
of-the-ground man.

Or maybe I'd better
give him a hand.

( grunts )

Hey, what happened?

I'm free.

That's because
I pressed "Reset."

I couldn't let you
get stuck in here.

Sorry, Jimmy.

Seeing Ultra Lord in all
his shining glory

distracted me so.

ULTRA LORD:
Greetings,
life-forms.

I'm about to engage Robo-Fiend
in pitched combat.

Would you like to be
my Battle Buddies?

He always says that.

Get ready, Jimmy.

Robo-Fiend's about
to get ultra whipped.

CARL:
My favorite video game?

Oh, no, no, no,
it's too much pressure.

Ninja Llamas in Space?-- No.

Llama Versus Mega-Dingo?

( gasps ):
Of course.

Llamapalooza.

Oh, I love you most of all.

( clanking )

( whirring )

Prepare to taste photons,
Cosmic Avengers.

Okay, Sheen, here's th.

Jimmy, please.

May I remind you
this is Level 1?

( clanks )

( blasts )

( wind whistles )

( thuds )

( clanks to a stop )

He's all yours,
Encased Crusader.

Hey, Robo-Fiend.

Hold this for me.

( thuds )

( wind whistling )

Oh, Sheen, that was awesome.

The scent of victory is pungent.

( sniffs )

( quietly ):
Or is that just me?

( panting )

Hey, Jimmy, the lab door
was open, so I came right in

and... oh, wow!

It's Robo-Fiend Mega Battle
featuring Jimmy and Sheen.

This must be
the surprise Jimmy had.

Hey, Jimmy, where are you?

Can I play your new game?

I guess he went to
the "little inventor's" room.

Well, I'm sure he won't mind.

Level 1?

Come on, that's for babies...
( snorts )

Let's try Level 7.

( Sheen shouts, grunts )

( whirrs )

But, but, but...
I don't get it.

We won the game.

We should have
exited already.

Greetings, life-forms.

I'm about to engage
Robo-Fiend in pitched combat.

Would you like to be
my Battle Buddies?

Leapin' leptons--
the game has reset itself.

ULTRA LORD:
Answer quickly.

My ultra senses tell me
that Robo-Fiend is approaching.

No problemo.

I can kick Robo-Fiend's
Level 1 butt

all day long.

( Robo-Fiend clanks )

( roaring)

( quietly ):
Or not.

Taste magma, Cosmic Avengers.

( roars )

( screams )

Jimmy,
something's wrong.

Robo-Fiend doesn't
get a Magma Cannon

until Level 5.

Someone must have
raised the game level,

but who?

BOTH:
Carl!

JIMMY: ( on monitor ):
Carl, stop-- it's not a game!

We're really
in danger.

Wow, the characters
know my name... ( snorts )

Talk about interactive.

Hmm, I wonder if this game has

the Robo-Fiend
Atomic Breath feature?

( whirring )

( huffing )

( laughs evilly )

( roaring )

JIMMY ( groaning ):
Atomic Breath.

( choking ):
Gross.

( Robo-Fiend roars )

ULTRA LORD:
Behind me,
Battle Buddies.

Don't worry, Jimmy.

We're okay as long
as Ultra Lord's
shields hold.

Hmm, those shields look
kind of strong.

I'd better drain them.

( whooshing )

( clatters )

( roaring )

( Ultra Lord groans )

That's going to leave
an ultra bruise.

( crashes )

Ultra Lord.

No...!

Oh, yeah, I'm bad.

( shouts ):
I defeated Ultra Lord!!

( quietly ):
And yet... I feel
strangely empty inside.

Maybe it's because this game
doesn't have any llamas.

It's all my fault.

I'm a ba-a-a-ad
Battle Buddy.

If only
we had more power.

You'd have to capture
an Ultra Crystal

to get a mega level
power boost.

Ultra Crystals--
of course!

Okay, Sheen,
can you distract
Robo-Fiend for me?

Leave it to me,
Battle Buddy.

SHEEN:
Hey, Robo-loser.

Is that the rotting carcass

of a Rigilian
Mold Bat I smell?

Or is that just your R?

( clanks, roars )

( shouts )

( hissing )

( booming )

If I were a game programmer,

where would I hide
an Ultra Crystal?

( hissing )

( shouts )

( shouts )

( clunk )

Of course.

It's always under
the stalagmites.

( laughs
evilly )

Sheen-- catch.

I got it, I got it.

( clanks, whirrs )

Fool!

You are helpless before one

who now and forever
shall be known as...

Mega Robo-Fiend.

You might think
about counseling.

I'm picking up some
self-esteem issues

and it's... ( screams )

Ah, Llamapalooza.

( machine whirrs )

( hissing )

ROBO-FIEND:
Now face the fury

of my Opti-Blasts.

( bouncy music playing )

What the...?

( music playing )

Sheen, where are we?

Ride, Carl.

Ride like the wind.

There must be another Ultra
Crystal around here someplace.

( grunts )

( hisses )

Yes.

Sheen.

Heads up.

( whiffling )

( Sheen grunts )

Power coursing
through my cuticles.

Power enough to transform
Ultra Sheen into...

Mega Ultra Sheen!

( both zapping )

Our power is
too evenly matched.

Good thing I know
your one true weakness.

( roars ):
No.

Yes.

The European director's cut
of Ultra Lord, episode 317

reveals that his
arch-enemy Robo-Fiend is...

lactose-intolerant.

Taste llama milk,
Star Destroyer.

No, I'm allergic.

Don't.

( groans )

( expl*si*n )

Well done, Battle Buddies.

Join me again next time

in the never-ending battle
against evil.

( crashes )

( groans )

( whirring )

Phew.

There's no way
I'm ever, ever playing

that game again
till next week.

Well, I guess
my prototype needs
a little more work.

It's a good thing
you came through
with those llamas, Carl.

You know,
we, we... Carl?

Jimmy, look.

CARL:
Llamapalooza.

Llamapalooza, yay.

( happy music playing )

We've got to get him
out right away.

Maybe we'll let him stay there
till after lunch.

Okay.
Got any bologna?

CARL:
Llamapalooza.

( Carl singing and la)

Hey.