01x17 - Make Room for Daddy-O

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Gotta Blast!

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

♪ Rides a kid with a knack
for invention ♪

( gasps )

♪ With a 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 )

MISS FOWL:
We will now begin rehearsals

for the 82nd annual
Fathers' Day Follies.

Oh... I remember the first one
as if it were yesterday.

Break a leg, everyone!

I know you're all going
to be fabulous on Friday.

First we have

Mr. Vortex
and his daughter, Cindy.

My father and I
will be presenting

a martial arts
demonstration.

( shouting and whooping )

Mr. Folfax III
and his daughter,
Libby.

My daddy and I will be
performing a magic act.

( banging )

LIBBY:
Shazam!

( loud thud )

CHILD ( muffled ):
Where is everybody?

And now, Mr. Neutron
and his son, Jimmy.

JIMMY:
No way-- forget it.

I am not doing it.

Oh, but, Jimbo, you love
the Ducky Daddles
dance song.

You used to sing it
all the time.

Yeah, when I was two years old.

Dad, I really don't want
to do this.

But we are going
to be the hit
of the show!

Your friends will
never forget this

as long as
they live.

I rest my case.

MISS FOWL:
Mr. Neutron,

is there a problem?

No problem!

Come on out, Jimbo.

The audience
is clamoring for us.

Whoa... ow!

I sprained my ankle.

I can't go on.

Aw, shucks, Dad,
I'm so disappointed.

Oh, that's too bad.

Well, don't worry,
I'll carry on by myself.

No, no, no, Dad.

Let's just go home.

What, and let
our public down?!

Oh, no, no, no, no.

The show must go on!

( ukulele playing )

♪ When you're down
and out of luck ♪

♪ Nothing beats
dancing like a duck ♪

♪ Here's how you do it--
let's get to it. ♪

( groaning ):
Oh...

♪ You bend your elbows a bit ♪

♪ Hook your thumb
in your armpit ♪

♪ Flap your wings up and down ♪

♪ And then you quack
all around! ♪

♪ It's just a waddle
to the left... ♪

♪ And a waddle to the right... ♪

♪ Make a sound like a duck ♪

♪ And then you quack
with all of your might... ♪

Please let this just be
a horrible dream.

♪ Quack, quack,
quack, quacky... ♪

Nope, not a dream.

HUGH:
♪ I love my mommy! ♪

♪ Quack-quack, quack, quack... ♪

( ukulele strumming slows )

♪ Oh, yeah! ♪
( song ends )

Ooh, yeah.

Thank you, Lindbergh School!

I love you!

( thudding down stairs )

( groaning )

If that was my father,
I would change my name,

dye my hair,
get plastic surgery
and move to another city.

Or country.

Or continent.

Or planet.

Or... solar system.

Or... or...

Uh, let's just
laugh at him now.

( cackling )

Oh, I can't let my dad
get up there

and do that stupid
song and dance.

Goddard, options.

JIMMY:
"Abolish Fathers' Day
as a national holiday."

No, I'd have to go
to Washington.

"Get adopted
by professional entertainer."

No, that's too sitcommy.

"Go to the moon."

Oh, it's no use.

I just to have to tell him

that song's the dorkiest thing
of all time.

HUGH:
Hey, Jimbo!

I cannot wait
to perform Friday.

Probably going to be
the highlight of my life!

Nighty-night!

You're going to be a star!

Drastic actions
are in order.

I have to invent
something that'll
alter Dad's personality.

To the lab!

JIMMY:
The Neutronic Dedorkinator.

By freezing
the brain's cortex

and stimulating
its cognitive section,

I can change Dad's
personality from
crass to cool.

( Hugh snoring )

( muttering in sleep )

( snoring )

( muttering in sleep )

( loud squeak )

( squeaking )

( snoring, mumbling )

( ray zapping )

Uh... No, Grandma, no,
I'm a good boy.

( rubber duck squeaks )

( squeaking )

( birds singing )

Um...

( clears throat )

Dad?

Good morning, son.

Whoopsy!

Cherry roundup!

Yee-haw!

Come on, little cherry,
come to Papa.

Here, little doggy,
doggy, doggy!

Gotcha!

To the tummy ranch with you.

( gagging, choking )

Don't eat the pit, son.

Oh, I don't understand it.

The Neutron Dedorkinator
was set at maximum implosion.

Hey, Jimbo,

look what I'm wearing
for the show.

I think the kids
will "quack" up.

Get it?

Quack up--
it's the noise ducks make.

Of all the fathers in the world,
I had to get mine.

If he does
that dorky act of his,

I can never show my face
at school again.

Yeah.

You know, Jim,
I felt that way

after I accidentally
came to school

wearing my underwear
on the outside.

But, you know, time passes
and people forget.

Hey, Carl, are you wearing
your underwear

with the little
pink llamas on it?

( laughing cruelly )

Never mind.

So, how come you guys

aren't doing anything
in the show?

My dad got his doctor
to write a note.

After last year's
chain saw incident,

my dad's banned from
the Fathers' Day
Follies for life.

I wish I was.

So, Neutron,

I hear your dad's act

is basically
the total opposite of me.

LIBBY:
I'm going to videotape it
and sell it

to The World's
Dorkiest Dads
TV show.

Uh, excuse me, Libby,
there is no such show.

There will be
after Friday.

Quack, quack, quack!

Quack-quack!

( girls laughing )

( beeping )

Hi, Jimmy!

Your father's picking you up.

He should be there any second.

( softly ):
Why? Why? Why?

( motorcycle rumbling )

( engine revving )

( kids gasp )

I... I've seen this movie!

Something really bad happens,
but I can't remember

because I closed my eyes!

Never mind.

D-D-Dad?

That's my name, kid,
don't wear it out.

The Neutronic
Dedorkinator
did work!

The density of Dad's
cranial cavity

must have temporarily
impeded the ray
and created a...

Uh, cut to the chase, Jimmy.

Okay. My dad is cool.

Can I help you,
uh... Mr., uh...

Neutron, Hugh Neutron.

What's your pleasure?

Chocolate shake--
stirred, not shaken.

And, uh, put something
special on top, all right?

( clicks tongue )

I see it, but
I don't believe it.

Hey, Pops,
does this thing work?

Sure does-- I just oiled it.

Beautiful.

Give it up, baby.

( rock 'n' roll playing )

♪ If you're looking for cool,
you're looking for me ♪

♪ They don't teach it in school
like math or history ♪

♪ It's a state of mind,
it's something you got ♪

♪ This kid's cool ♪

♪ And this kid's not ♪

♪ But I'm cool, cool, cool,
cool as can be. ♪

He sang to me!

HUGH:
♪ If you look up "cool"
in the dictionary ♪

♪ On that page,
you'll be staring at me ♪

♪ I'm as cool as they come,
and that's no lie ♪

♪ If I was any cooler,
I'd be frozen pie ♪

♪ But I'm cool, cool, cool,
cool as can be... ♪

Libby, have we entered

a strange, bizarre,
"Twilighty Zoney"
kind of world

where we're actually rocking out
to Jimmy Neutron's father?

( dreamily ):
I don't know...
and I don't care.

HUGH:
♪ Now, everybody move ♪

♪ 'Cause Hugh
is going to rock! ♪

♪ ♪ ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm cool, cool, cool,
cool as can be... ♪

Jimmy Neutron's dad
is out-cooling me?

I'd better slip away and lay low
till this blows over.

Hey, why'd Nick just run
out of the Candy Bar?

( dreamily ):
Who's Nick?

( all cheering, shrieking )

Mr. Neutron, sir,

will you please sign
my ice cream cone?

Later, kid.

Mr. Neutron,

you are one
stylin' daddy.

You are so right,
sweet little soul sister.

Um, are you going
to sing that song

at the Fathers' Day
Follies on Friday?

All right,
all right,
gangway.

Break it up,
break it up!

Hey, Neutron, you got
a sweet set of pipes there.

How's about I give you a job
singing here?

Maybe.

Something's
fishy here,

and I bet you've
done something

morally
reprehensible,

but I have to admit it,
your dad is cool.

'Course he's cool--
he's a Neutron.

Hey, kid, come on.

Let's blow this sugar shack.

All you kids be cool.

Later.

JIMMY:
Whoo-hoo!

( motorcycle snarling )

Where'd you get
the motorcycle?

I sold that boring
old heap of metal
I used to drive,

because from now on,
if it ain't cool,
it ain't Hugh!

Hang on, tight, kid.

It's going to be a wild ride.

( Jimmy shouting happily )

Mom, Mom!

Mom!

Mom! Mom! Mom!

Dad bought
a motorcycle,

he's singing
at the Candy Bar,

he's wearing
cool clothes.

You got to see him...

( sighs ):
Hugh, you're...

You're so shiny!

Yeah, you like
what you see, baby?

I got more of that
under the hood.

( sighs, then growls )

Isn't he cool?

Oh, yes, yes.

Definitely cool!

You guys ain't seen nothing yet.

HUGH:
♪ Now, everybody move, because
Hugh is going to run! ♪

♪ ♪ ♪

♪ Because I'm cool, cool,
cool, cool as can be ♪

♪ I said I'm cool, cool,
cool, cool as can be. ♪

( cheering and applause )

Uh-uh, no way,
Sheen.

You're not as big
a fan of Jimmy's
dad as I am.

Yeah? What's his
favorite color?

It's... uh... pie?

It's magenta!

What does he do on
rainy Sunday afternoons?

Take long walks
on deserted beaches?

( imitates buzzer ):
Wrong!

Listen to
contemporary jazz
with a Latin feel.

And you call
yourself a fan.

Oh, hey, guys.

What did your dad
do last night?

I want details,
intimate details.

Did he ask about me?

Did he say, "Hey, Jimmy,
how's Carl these days?"

I miss that lovable scamp.

No!

Listen, guys, I'm getting
worried about my dad.

Does he need
a bodyguard?

I can keep all the
nuts away from him.

I have a beige belt

in ultra-nerd
poking and pinching.

( grunting )

So, your dad really
didn't ask about me?

No! Look, I like him
being cool-- I do--

but he's never around, and
we never do anything together,

and people are always
bugging me about him.

Jimmy, give me

your dad's
autograph!

Please, huh?
Aw, I got to have it!

b*at it, Wendel!

Your father and
Jimmy's dad sent Jimmy.

Speaking of autographs,
can you get me one that says

I'm your dad's
number-one fan?

I'm his number-
one fan, Jimmy!

I like him way more
than Sheen does.

Hey, guys, guys, this is my dad
you're talking about,

and it's really creeping me out.

BOTH:
Sorry.

Can you still get
me an autograph?

♪ Cool as can be. ♪

( song ends )

( cheering and applause )

Hugh Neutron has left
the building.

Thank you and good night, yeah.

Corky Shimatzu
is the name.

Show biz is my game.

I, uh...
saw your act.

Lucky you.

Let's not b*at around the bush.

You're the greatest living
entertainer in the world today!

Tell me something I don't know.

You and me could do
big things together.

Let me guess,
you want to make me a star?

Oh, no.

I want to make you...
a superstar!

JUDY:
Do you want to go to
your father's show tonight?

It's sold out,
but we can hang
from the rafters.

No, thanks.

Mom, do you like
the way Dad is these days?

Oh, I always love your father.

He's just going through a phase.

Don't you remember
when he wanted to be Tarzan?

( Hugh doing jungle yell )

( loud thud )

HUGH:
Ow.

That really hurt.

But, Mom, haven't
you noticed he's
100% different?

He doesn't play with his ducks,

he doesn't chase his food
around the table,

and he's never around anymore.

It'll pass, Jimmy.

I mean, it's not
like someone altered

your father's brain or anything.

Uh, right... ( giggles )

That certainly didn't happen.

That's some imagination
you've got, Mom.

Uh, may I be
excused?
Thank you.

( sighs ):
It's all my fault.

I'm the one that made him cool.

I've got to tell him.

Quack.

( motorcycle drives up )

Who wants a hot
slice of pie?

I ate at the club.

Dad turned down pie?

This is serious!

Maybe he's
a cake man now.

Or tarts--
oh, goodness.

It's off to the
kitchen with me.

Oh-ho-ho, there
ought to be a law

against looking this good.

JIMMY:
Hey, Dad.

Uh, do you
want to dust off
your duck decoys

and put them in
alphabetical order
like we used to?

Ha! Yeah, right.

Then we'll watch
some paint peel.

I have to tell you something.

No time, I came home
to comb my hair.

But it's

very important, and I...

Dad!
Listen to me!

Nutshell it
for me, Junior,

I've got a public
to thrill.

You got 30 seconds-- go.

After the Fathers' Day
show rehearsal,

I wanted a cool dad,

so I invented
the Dedorkinator

to change you,

but now I want
my old dad back--

the real you--

so I'm just going
to change you back.

Whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa!

Cool your jets,
there, brainiac!

I dig what you did to me.

In fact, I want
to be permanently cool!

Dad, don't!

( grunts )

( Hugh laughs )

Old Daddy is bye-bye, baby.

I'm going all the way
to the top!

Concerts, movies,
maybe an animated series.

Nothing is going
to stop me, kid!

Well, Dad, I...

I miss you, Dad.

Okay, all right,
I got it, I got it.

I'll tell you what.

You can watch me
on TV tomorrow night

before I leave
on my world tour, huh?

Be back in
a year or two.

Have your people
call my people.

Ciao!

Oh, if I don't change my dad
back by tomorrow night,

I... I may never see him again.

Soon there'll
be nothing left
of my old dad.

He'll just be...

Totally cool.

I have to bring back
the old dad,

and I've got to do it fast!

I smell
a brain blast!

Oh, is that
what that is?

( snorts ):
I thought it might be

the cheeseball I've
been carrying around

since I was three.

I call him "Cheesy"!

Think, think, think!

Brain blast!

Told you.

I just have
to reawaken dad's
paternal instinct.

You guys are going to help me.

See, I knew we had
a reason to live!

We'll go to
the TV studio,

and I'll
place myself

in some sort
of fake danger.

His parental instinct
will be awakened,

and he'll turn back
into my old dad.

Awesome!

Can I get
his autograph

while he's
still cool?

It will appear

as if I'm falling
to my certain death,

but I'll be
perfectly safe,

thanks to my micro-
fiberoptic tether net,

so microscopically thin
it appears invisible,

yet it can hold an elephant.

Jimmy, you're lucky
you're a genius.

When your adventures
go horribly wrong,

you're smart enough
to fix them.

I wish I could
hold an elephant.

( sighs ):
Or a baseball.

Just remember,
you'll engage
the tether net

just before
I fall, okay?

You can count on us, Jimmy.

I won't mess up,
or my name isn't

Sheen Guevara
Estevez!

( thuds )

Okay, Mr.
Super Fabulous,

you're on
in two minutes.

C.S.,
I am always on.

Okay, get ready.

When I say,
"One, two, three," you go.

Got it.

Wait a minute,

did Jimmy mean
I go after three,

or is he going
to give the signal
on three?

Let's get this show on the road.

Time is precious,
almost as precious as I.

Help! Help!

Someone save me before I fall
to my certain death!

Uh, will someone--
and I don't mean me--

take care of that
annoying kid, please?

Help me! Help me!

Hey, hello!

Will someone quiet
that brat down?

I am trying to
create magic here.

And what's
the signal?

Is it a hand signal
or a word signal,
a wink or a nod?

I can't take
the pressure!

Um, Sheen...

I think you need
a timeout.

Dad! Help!
It's me, Jimmy!

Hey, will the bozo
with the rude son
named Jimmy

please do something?

I got people waiting
to enjoy me!

Dad, help!

Uh, kid, move!

You're blocking
my spotlight.

Dad...

It's me! Jimmy!

Hey, hey, you know?

In case you hadn't noticed,
this is the Hugh Neutron Show,

not the "Help Me, Dad,
It's Jimmy" Show.

Carl, Sheen, engage
micro-fiberoptic net.

One, two, three, go!

I think that's
the signal, Sheen.

Go!

Maybe it's a code
or a trap,

or Jimmy could be
an evil robot!

Or it could be
all a dream!

Give me that!

I'm relieving you
of your command!

( both arguing )

( screams )

( both scream )

Uh, Jimmy...

Jimmy! Jimbo!

Forget the brat, loser!

( groans )

Son needs me!

Fame and fortune, baby!

( groans )

( Hugh keeps
groaning )

No!

Dad will save you!

No!

( thud )

( audience gasps )

Dad!
You saved my life!

( groans )

Of course
I did, Jimbo.

What dad wouldn't?

Uh...
you okay, son?

Yeah.

Thanks, Dad.

I'm glad
you're back.

So am I.

You know,
it's not easy
being cool, Jimmy,

and not nearly
as much fun
as being me.

Hugh, baby, what
are you doing?

I'm talking to
my son, Jimbo.

Hey, you got any pie
around here?

What's the matter
with you?!

You're on in 5.2 seconds.

Fame and fortune await you!

♪ Quack, quack, quack, quack
quack-quack-quack. ♪

♪ Quack, quack, quack, quack,
quackety-quack. ♪

BOTH:
♪ Quack-quack-quack-quack,
qua-ack, qua-ack, qua-ack. ♪

Happy Fathers'
Day, Dad.

Is that what
day it is?

Yeah!

I thought
it was Flag Day.