Gotta Blast!
♪ From here to the stars,
Fueled 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 )
SHEEN:
"Enter the completely
'legitimate'
Hollywood Screenplay Contest."
"Winning script
will get made
by famous
Hollywood director."
CARL:
"If you can read this sign,
you, too, can write a movie."
What a scam!
I can write
a movie.
Yeah.
Me, too!
You would enter
a lame contest like that?
Just because you
couldn't enter it...
Why couldn't I?
Oh, please, when they
were passing out creativity,
you were locked
in the little nerds' room.
Remember his
awful short story?
"Call it fate," Ursula said,
finishing her pastrami sandwich.
"No," Lance said,
"Call it binomial expansion."
( others scream with laughter )
And remember
his painting?
( raucous laughter )
And remember
his opera?
CARL:
Don't even...
That was horrible.
Yeah, don't
go there.
You rule
math and science,
but have the creativity
of a tree stump.
Oh, yeah?!
We'll see about that.
Cut. Exit scene.
Fade out.
What's he
talking about?
Got me--
that was creepy.
I'll show those guys.
How hard can it be
to write a "screenplay?"
( screaming )
Wait a minute, I have
to approach this scientifically.
Goddard, download
the most successful movies
and let me watch them
at hyperspeed.
( barks )
( fanfare and growling )
( mixture of voices ):
I'm king of the...
Precious...
May the force be...
Home...
Box of chocolates...
There is no try...
Nemo!
To infinity and...
We left Kevin!
And your little dog, too!
Go to blast.
So, what's your
movie about, Libs?
My movie's called
Cappuccino Jones.
Hip Hop singer by day,
fashion designer
FBI agent by night.
Well, my movie's
about a handsome,
buff llama rancher
who's in love with
a beautiful older woman
named Judy.
Hey, isn't Jimmy's
mom named Judy?
Uh... no,
I made that name up.
I couldn't think
of anything,
so I just stapled some pages
of the phone book together.
I call it, att*ck of the People
Named Frank Johnson!
Mine's about
a beautiful blonde girl
who gets perfect grades
and is extremely popular.
So it's
a work
of fantasy.
Very hilarious.
And what did
Mr. No Talent write?
Ah, just a little something
I call
The World's Greatest Movie.
And that's a wrap.
Cut. Print it.
Man, what is
wrong with him?
Seven?
A monkey?
Creamed corn?!
No!
The answer is
"George Washington"!
Excuse me, Miss Fowl,
we have a call from
Quentin Smithee in Hollywood.
He's chosen the winner
of the screenplay contest.
Yes!
Quentin, baby.
Sheen here.
I knew you'd love it.
What do you think
about the title?
"Jimmy Won, You Imbecile"?
That's a dumb title!
Give me that.
Hello.
Thanks, Mr. Smithee.
Okay...
See you soon.
Ciao.
Hmm, seems I won the contest.
Anything you'd like
to say... Cindy?
I'm very happy for you.
FOWL:
Cindy, stop clawing your desk!
( people jabbering )
Now that you're a big
Hollywood screenwriter,
are you going to remember
us little people?
And your name
is, uh...
( whining )
Oh, I'm just kidding.
It's Rob, right?
My name is Quentin Smithee,
and I'm here to rock
your cinematic world.
( cheering )
Mr. Neutron,
let me just say that this is
the best action-adventure-
science-fiction-fantasy-
martial arts-historical-romance
script I've ever read.
Thanks!
And I have a surprise
for you all.
I'm sh**ting the entire movie
in Retroville.
( collective gasp )
But Mr. Smithee, my story
takes place in London,
the Atlantic Ocean,
a mythical world and Texas.
Retroville doesn't look
like any of those.
It's called paint,
cheap and in a can.
As far as casting,
this script
is too real for actors,
so I'll use
the actual residents
of Retroville.
( collective gasp )
I want you, you, you, you
and... you.
I'm in the movie, too?
This is so great!
I'm a movie star!
I'll be bigger
than Erik Estrada.
Now, for my crew:
Who wants to spend
long hours for no money
doing whatever I tell you to?
CROWD:
Me! I do! I do!
See you on set tomorrow at 6:00.
Please let me be
in your movie.
I'll do anything--
anything!
Sure, you can be... Donut Boy.
Now get off my car.
Is the movie called
The Adventures of Donut Boy?
No, you bring donuts
to the set.
Now, get off my car!
I pretend
to be Donut Boy,
but actually
I'm an undercover cop
who lives by
his own rules--
I love it!
Can you drop me off
at my house?
Uh... this is fine.
See you tomorrow!
Libby, you look
ten years younger
in this makeup.
What?!
I don't want to look one.
Oh, these costumes
are scrumptious!
You just can't go wrong
with basic black.
Ready to make
some magic, people?
Hook them up.
Bolbi hooking up.
Okay, okay, now,
now for this scene, right,
you'll be suspended
on microscopic safety wires.
Uh, shouldn't we be using
stunt people for this?
What,
you mean fake it?
No way, cool actors
do their own stunts.
I don't want to be cool.
This scene
is supposed to take place
on a ship in
the Atlantic Ocean.
And?
We're on a roof.
He not
only writes,
he has eyeballs.
What a find!
Bolbi say, "Quiet, set!"
Light go on!
Camera roll!
Mr. Smithee, how do
I start this thing?
I have no idea.
Just keep pushing buttons
until something happens.
And...
Um, director dude,
I'm picking up
a weird gurgling sound.
Cut!
So I didn't have
any breakfast.
I was kind of nervous
about the movie...
Donut Boy!
HUGH:
Are you ready for my scene?
Okay, I've been
practicing-- listen.
I got your cream-filled,
double-glazed right here.
Yeah.
Feed it!
Ow.
Hmm...
You, go jump in a lake.
To practice for the big
underwater scene? Gotcha.
And action!
Zero, you are
the chosen one.
The world is
a computer simulation.
Now, let's take a cruise
on this brand new ocean liner!
Forget the cruise--
today we fight.
( grunting )
( groaning )
( screaming )
( gasping )
Quick, quick, grab hands!
He's got sticky
doughnut stuff
all over him!
( screaming continuing )
Hurry up, Jimmy!
( whirring )
( grunting )
Ow...
That was unsettling.
Another few seconds
and we'd have been toast.
Yeah, not the good kind
of toast either--
with the chewy crust and
real butter on the top...
You think Smithee
knows what he's doing?
Of course he does!
You guys just don't know
how true artists work.
What a shame.
So glad no one got hurt.
Accidents will happen.
Isn't movie making thrilling?
Okay, moving on!
Next scene.
Bolbi say, move, people!
Time is the money!
SMITHEE:
Okay, okay, now, in this scene
you begin a quest
to find the mystical and
all-powerful Lord of the Rugs.
Uh, this scene
was supposed to take place
on a misty mountaintop with
everyone riding white stallions.
Yeah, yeah,
but when I read it,
it just screamed
"roller coaster."
But when I wrote it...
Oh, writer
versus director...
Hmm, I win.
Hey, wait a minute.
This is a love scene?
I have to kiss... Neutron!
Bolbi say sh**t film!
HUGH:
I'm ready for my close-up,
Mr. Smithee.
( in high voice ):
We wants it. We needs it.
We must have
the precious doughnut ring.
No, no, master,
not listening.
I hate you.
I hate you, too.
Donut Boy,
take a hike!
So I look sweaty for
the action scenes?!
Love it!
You planned this
all along, Neutron.
You wanted
to kiss me.
Hey, hey, hey,
I didn't know
any of us were going
to be in this movie.
But make sure you do
justice to the material.
Just remember
I'm acting.
I'm not enjoying this.
And action!
( roller coaster rumbling )
One rug to rule them all,
one rug to bind them,
one rug to bring them all
and one rug
to cover up that spot
in the living room.
Kiss me, my love,
before we are att*cked
by dinosaurs,
aliens, pirates
and gladiators!
Wait! Stop!
What?!
Oh, you big-headed...
Oh, I was in the moment!
We're about
to fly off the tracks!
Hold on!
Goddard,
deploy crash pad.
( barks )
( screaming )
Everybody, jump on three!
Where's my
stunt double?
One, two, three...
( screaming )
Oh, are you okay?
I'm so sorry;
heads will roll.
See you tomorrow--
bring smiles.
We just almost
got k*lled again.
If it wasn't for
the free food,
I'd quit!
You can't quit my movie,
I mean, our movie.
Who is this
Quentin Smithee, anyway?
Has anyone ever heard of him?
Of course--
he's very famous.
He made that movie...
you know,
with that actor,
and it had that scene.
Goddard, data check:
Quentin Smithee.
( barks )
LIBBY:
"No match."
He's a young, fresh,
undiscovered talent?
SMITHEE:
Darn that Jimmy Neutron!
Well, another little "accident"
on the set
will take care of that.
I will destroy Jimmy Neutron
and his friends
or my name isn't...
Professor Finbar Calamitous.
( laughing maniacally )
Ho-ho-ho.
( laughing maniacally )
Pretending to make a movie
to get rid of Jimmy Neutron
and his pesky friends is genius.
They ruined my plans before,
but they will not ruin this one.
( gasps )
Just a...
Oh, um... ( clears throat )
( in deep voice ):
Just a minute!
( machine whirring )
JIMMY:
Mr. Smithee,
we have a little problem.
The other actors want to quit.
Why?
It was either falling
off the 40-story building
or almost crashing
on the roller coaster.
Oh, what a bunch of babies!
I know-- I told them making
great art can be dangerous,
but they won't listen.
I'll speak to the others.
SMITHEE:
Okay, you guys, look.
I know you've almost been k*lled
twice in the past 24 hours.
But that was the past--
it's a new day, a new scene.
Any questions?
Um, yes.
Are you going to finish
that croissant?
Knock yourself out.
SMITHEE:
Let me assure you
that nothing can possibly
go wrong in this next scene,
because it's
a big musical number.
We get to sing and dance?
And shake our tail feathers?
Hold on-- there's
no musical number
in my script.
Studio wanted it.
You'll love it.
HUGH:
Hey, Quentin!
Is this the scene
where Donut Boy sings
the Donut Boy theme song?
♪ Who's the super-cool cop ♪
♪ That always
gets the bad guys ♪
( in falsetto ):
♪ Donut Boy ♪
( in deep voice ):
That's me, yeah.
♪ He brings a delicious
assortment of sweet delights ♪
♪ Donut Boy! ♪
Got a creamy filling.
( song ends )
No, this is the scene
where you get lost!
Donut Boy goes missing
to increase the suspense?
I love it!
Bye-bye now.
All right, let's do this!
Five, six, seven, eight!
( music playing,
lights turning on with b*at )
LIBBY:
♪ Come on, boys,
we've got to stop that ghost ♪
♪ And save the day. ♪
♪ Halt the alien invasion
or we'll be toast ♪
♪ And save the day. ♪
♪ Destroy the sinkhole
forming lava ♪
♪ Before the cyborgs march. ♪
♪ Get rid of the mummies,
save the seven dwarfs. ♪
♪ Win the big fight
at the coliseum ♪
♪ Put the dead guys
back in the mausoleum ♪
♪ Blow up the shark
and find the ark ♪
♪ And save... ♪
♪ The... ♪
♪ Day... ♪
Yah-cha-cha-cha!
♪ ♪ ♪
( music pauses,
short drum solo )
( music resumes )
( softly ):
And now for the big finish.
( laughs evilly )
( blades ring )
( all screaming )
( blades whirring )
( all screaming )
Stay down!
I can take them out
with my watch!
( all sigh )
( as Calamitous ):
Curse that Jimmy
and his inventions.
How hard can it be to eliminate
five obnoxious kids?
( as Smithee ):
Sorry!
Those hats must have
been left over
from When Hats att*ck.
I am out of here!
Your script is not worth
getting k*lled over.
Yeah-- maybe wounded,
but not k*lled!
The odds of
another accident
happening are 1,456,782 to one.
Hmm...
Nah!
But... but my movie...
Sorry, did I say
"my" again?
We can get
other actors, right?
No, no-- impossible--
they're irreplaceable.
Cindy is
Princess Butterface.
No, we got to get
all of them back.
Okay, I'll get them.
They're not going to stop
this movie.
We're not dead yet.
( as Calamitous ):
No, but you will be.
( laughing evilly )
Okay, I'm not saying
I would have won the Oscar,
but I would have
been nominated.
JIMMY:
There you all are.
Look, I know we've had
some minor mishaps,
but I'll guarantee
your safety.
We have to finish my movie.
ALL:
Our movie!
Right.
Sam, another round on me.
Come on, you could be
movie stars.
Think of it:
limousines, swimming pools...
Monkeys?
By the barrel full.
I'm in!
No way-- forget it.
We almost got k*lled
three times.
Just think of
the Hollywood parties,
with those
little weenies
on the little buns.
Designers begging you
to wear their clothes.
Your face on a screen
20 feet high.
And the monkeys!
Tell me about
the monkeys, Jim.
Monkeys as far
as the eye can see.
So will you do it
for your old pal?
Will you do it for the Jimster?
( all speaking softly )
ALL:
No!
CINDY:
But--
we'll do it for
the fame and fortune.
And the monkeys!
Are they spider monkeys?
Can they open up bananas
with their teeth?
SMITHEE:
Okay, okay, okay,
okay, okay, okay, okay--
the climax of our film.
This is where
you become magicians,
visit a dinosaur park
and rescue the ruby slippers.
ALL:
What?
He wrote it.
I just direct.
All right, I decided
to set this scene
in the 13th century,
and they didn't
have watches,
so I'll take this,
and here's your magic wand.
This isn't left over
from a movie called,
When Sticks sh**t
50-Foot Flames, is it?
Goddard, analyze.
JIMMY:
It's just a piece of wood.
That reminds me.
I know how sensitive
a robotic dog's ears
can be.
You!
Get that mutt
off the set!
Striking the doggy!
( Goddard barking )
Okay, okay, okay, okay,
okay, okay, okay-- follow me.
Uh... Quentin,
I noticed you made
some changes to this scene--
87 to be exact--
and there's no ending.
Oh, yeah, there'll be
an ending, trust me.
But shouldn't we know
what it is?
Oh... let's just
have fun with it.
Lights, camera, action!
So, you are the evil one
whose name is really
hard to pronounce.
Yes, and this is the end of you,
Perry Bladder.
Klaatu Barada Nikto!
( remote beeping )
SMITHEE:
Oh, crumpets!
What's the matter with this?
Nothing ever works.
( voice changes to Calamitous ):
Oh, why can't I ever...
Finish anything?
The half-eaten croissant;
he forgot to write an ending;
no record of "Quentin Smithee";
he didn't know how to start
the camera-- it's...
Professor Finbar Calamitous.
And welcome to the last scene
of the movie and your lives.
( laughing cruelly )
( loud banging )
( all screaming )
( monster roaring )
( screaming )
( laughing cruelly )
( all shout )
HUGH:
Quentin, baby!
I'm back and I'm ready
for my next big scene!
Gramps, have you seen
Quentin around here?
JIMMY:
Help!
( stammering )
Help!
Ooh, I bet this is
the scene
where Donut Boy
saves the day.
HUGH:
Come on, big, giant,
uh, slither beast!
Taste the sugary fury
of Donut Boy!
Butch, you getting
the good side?
Donut Boy,
you've made your last delivery.
Wait a minute.
Donuts!
No, thanks.
No, the gooey glaze
of those donuts
could short-circuit
the wiring on that snake.
Dad, throw your donuts
in the snake's mouth!
I don't think
my character
would do that!
All right,
you're the writer.
( hissing )
Eat donuts, you fiend!
Honey-glazed!
Chocolate!
Chocolate with sprinkles!
Lemon custard!
( electricity zapping )
No! No, no, no, no!
No!
No...!
Oof!
I hate show business.
Oof!
Cut! That's a wrap.
( laughing )
That was totally cool!
Yeah, well, you know
I'd love to stay
and chat,
but I'd better
get back to the house
and wait for
my fan mail.
( straining )
Get me out of here!
No, problem.
I'll get you out there
and back to your nice,
warm jail cell!
I'll get you,
Jimmy Neutron,
and when I do, I'm going
to do something really...
Well, evil, of course.
That goes without saying.
I'll have to get back
to you on the specifics.
Well, it looks like Calamitous
only did my screenplay
to destroy us.
I guess I don't have
any artistic talent.
( all speaking softly )
ALL:
Nope!
Still, it's too bad
we couldn't finish the movie.
Hey, maybe we can.
We still have the camera
and film.
This time we'll do it exactly
the way I wrote it.
CINDY:
No way!
This time we do our movies.
( dramatic movie soundtrack
playing )
Judy, my love, this ranch
and all my llamas
could be yours
if you'd marry me.
I can't.
I'm too blonde, too smart
and too popular.
( Libby shouting and whooping )
Hold up, y'all.
Cappuccino Jones is here
to bring the sass
and kick out the jams.
SHEEN:
Behold, I am the Monkey King.
( circus music playing )
I command you all to dance!
Dance, I say!
Dance!
( monkeys screeching )
So what do you want
me to say now?
JIMMY:
Got to blast!
03x03 - Lights! Camera! Danger!
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Follows a scientifically-minded boy named Jimmy Neutron who frequently goes on adventures with his two best friends Sheen and Carl, usually involving his inventions going awry.
Follows a scientifically-minded boy named Jimmy Neutron who frequently goes on adventures with his two best friends Sheen and Carl, usually involving his inventions going awry.