Gotta Blast!
♪ Into the stars,
goin' by Candy Bar's ♪
♪ Rides a kid with a knack
for invention ♪
♪ With a super-powered mind,
a mechanical canine ♪
( barks )
♪ He rescues the day
from sure destruction ♪
♪ This is the theme song ♪
♪ For Jimmy Neutron. ♪
( mechanical whirring )
( barks )
( yells )
SHEEN:
Come on, Jimmy.
We can't be late
for Libby's birthday party.
She asked Graystar to play,
and if I eat soon,
my cake-and-ice-cream sugar rush
will coincide perfectly
with their first song.
Yeah, and I need to stake out
a chair near the punch bowl
in case this year
I want punch.
JIMMY:
Cake and punch,
while essential for human life,
aren't nearly as exciting
as this!
It's nice, Jimmy,
but I think someone
already invented the arch.
This is not your average arch.
Behold!
SHEEN:
Wow...
That looks like
the future.
JIMMY:
15 years into
Retroville's future,
to be exact.
Those jumpsuits are
so slimming.
JIMMY:
May I present
the Chrono-Arch,
a portal through time--
and this is just
a general picture.
Using DNA tracking,
I was able to locate
all three of our
future selves.
First...
the future
Sheen.
( disco music playing )
JIMMY:
Apparently you're
a top male model.
It's front-page news
every time
you change your socks.
I can't believe it--
I change my socks!
Now, the future Carl.
MAN:
Carl, the llamas you breed
can survive
underwater,
build homes
for the needy
and filter out
unwanted phone calls.
What's next for Carl?
Well, David,
I think you'll be
surprised and delighted
by Carl's latest advances.
I know I was.
JIMMY:
And now,
yours truly.
And as the first scientist
to receive the Nobel Prize
in bulk,
I would like to ask,
"Can somebody help me to my car
with these?"
( audience laughing )
MAN ( laughing ):
"Help me
to the car!"
( audience laughter continues )
Wow!
The future used to fill me
with fear and dread,
but now I can't wait for it.
We don't have to.
That was just
view mode.
In travel mode,
we can step through
the Chrono-Arch
and go to the future right now.
I'm sure the future me has one
and can send us back
safely.
But Libby's expecting us
at her birthday party.
Sheen, it's a time machine--
we'll go to the future
and return
when the party's
getting good.
Ow!
Careful, guys.
I've been experimenting
with my new chemical,
megalomanium.
It makes anything
it touches
mad with power.
Ow!
Come on, let's go.
Well, can we drop our presents
at Libby's first?
I took a wrapping class
at the Learning Hut,
and I don't want
my work to go to waste.
I'll get
the hover car.
Can you
wrap mine, too?
It's the essence
of lavender
over there.
Sure... ow!
Ow!
Ow!
Flower, cut!
Cut it out!
I'll cover you, Carl!
Grab the bottle
and let's go!
Ow!
Ha!
You want a piece of me?
SHEEN:
You want
a piece...
( objects crashing;
Sheen continues groaning )
I got it.
Ow!
( laughs )
Ow!
Let me out of here!
( doorbell rings )
ALL:
Happy birthday, Libby!
Hey, guys.
Oh-- you brought me presents!
I'll take those.
I don't want you guys
messing up
my highly organized
system.
Party's in the backyard.
( whooping )
( whispering ):
Um, are we supposed
to tip her?
CINDY:
I don't want
your stupid money!
This party's
going to be
sweet.
Oh, yeah, the future.
Forgot.
Okay, gentlemen,
the Chrono-Arch is set
for 15 years in the future.
Our arrival point:
downtown Retroville.
This is going to be even
more awesome than the party,
which is going to be awesome.
One... two...
three...
go!
( chirping )
Jimmy, I think
the future's broken.
I-I-I don't
understand.
Yeah, I thought
everything would be
cool and futuristical,
and we were all
famous.
Hey, it looks like
I'm famous.
JIMMY:
I wonder why
you're on a poster.
( alarms blaring )
( all gasp )
VOICE:
What are you doing
on the streets?
Don't you know
Dance Gazebo is on?
Dance Gazebo?
Dance Gazebo.
It's required viewing
by all subjects of Retroville.
Along with Dance Airport,
Dance Grocery Store
and Dance Dance Hall.
Oh, yeah!
Uh, Dance Dance Hall...
it's, uh, my favorite...
That was a test.
There is no Dance Dance Hall.
That's ridiculous.
I must report your crime
to her most terrible
dictatorship,
so that she may pass
an incredibly fair,
yet monstrously brutal
judgment.
JIMMY:
Libby?
Libby's the future dictator
of Retroville?
Check her out.
Most people couldn't
pull off
the future-dictator
look.
Sheen, we have
a situation here.
Don't worry, Jimmy,
she's my main chica.
She'll totally
go easy on us.
Your dictatorship,
these youths stand accused
of failure to watch
required programming.
What is
their sentence?
100 years of hard labor.
How's that, uh, "She'll go easy
on us" plan coming along?
I love it
when she uses
her tough voice.
( all screaming )
( sarcastically ):
Oh, no,
you split up.
However will I catch you all?
My mom says we should
trust policemen.
Did she
specifically mention
giant, four-armed,
robot policemen?
No.
Then keep running!
Goddard!
Escape plan 321.4A!
( Goddard barks )
Bank around
for Carl and Sheen!
Resisting arrest, eh?
You're only making it
worse for yourself.
What could be worse
than 100 years of hard labor?
100 years of hard labor
in old pudding.
Eww.
Goddard, we need thrust.
( barks )
Good boy, Goddard.
Oh, sure.
If I'd have done it,
you'd have yelled at me.
And what could possibly
have happened
to change the outcome
of the future we saw earlier?
What did we do before we left?
Well, I woke up
with a hollow feeling,
which went away
after I ate plenty of bacon.
Uh, closer to
our departure, Carl.
I'll play back
this morning's lab footage.
CARL:
Ow!
Ow!
Flower, cut!
Cut it out!
Ow!
If you'd
have been there,
it wouldn't seem
quite so unmanly.
JIMMY:
Oh, no!
Carl, you grabbed
the megalomanium!
I was under fire.
It was chaos!
Yeah.
Megalo who-anda-what-now?
JIMMY:
The stuff that made the flower
power crazy.
Libby must have opened it
at her party,
and that's how she became
an evil dictator.
We've got to get
back to the past
and make sure
she doesn't open it.
Uh, how will we
get back
if we don't have
an arch thingy?
Simple: we just visit
the smartest guy in town.
( Goddard barks )
Wow.
Good to see
the old clubhouse.
I wonder if the gum
I buried is still here.
Hey, what do you know?
( cracking )
Mmm, fruity.
If your gum is here,
then my Chrono-Arch
is bound to be
around somewhere.
Hey, the DNA scanner's gone.
Well, maybe this is
a fingerprint analyzer.
( doorbell rings )
Wow, it has a pretty tone,
almost like a doorbell.
Hi.
Um, are you Jimmy Neutron?
( with "surfer dude" accent ):
Well, lookie here--
Me,Carl and Sheen
from back in the day.
Come on in,
you're just in time
for Dance Gazebo.
SHEEN ( softly ):
I hate what he's done
with the place.
Oh, can I offer you boys
a Purple Flurp?
I just bought two new glasses,
so now I have...
Let's see, carry the one...
three.
Um,
Future Me, I don't
mean to be rude,
but it's kind of important
that you take us down to my...
your lab.
Oh, the lab?
Oh. Well, uh...
Actually, funny story
about the lab.
CINDY:
Nerdtron!
Nerdtron,
what are you
doing?
You're supposed to be
soaking my mother's feet,
and if it's not done
every hour on the hour,
she experiences
severe flaking!
Cindy, can you not
call me Nerdtron...
now that we're married?
( distorted ):
Married.
Married.
No!
( continues screaming "no" )
( gasping )
Wow, you just screamed
for four minutes, Jim.
I'm both impressed
and disturbed.
As I was saying,
I had to gut the lab
so Cindy's mom could move in.
Her feet require constant care.
You could not imagine that
a person's foot could be so...
Okay, I get!
What about the Chrono-Arch?
The Chrono-Arch?
Gosh, I think I lent it
to Sheen a while back.
Well, we need
to find it.
We're being chased
by a maniacal
police robot.
He could show up
at any minute.
( banging )
Boy, it's amazing what grocery
stores will just throw out.
Look at all this
month-old cabbage.
I'm even more incredible
than I dared to dream.
Uh, Future Me?
I am you from
15 years in the past
and I would like to say
it's an honor to...
Whoa, dude,
you stink.
Duh.
That's because I'm
a professional Dumpster diver.
I scale the insides
of trash bins
and pluck the jewels within.
Cool!
Jimmy, this future is
fine with me.
Well, not me.
Future Sheen, what did
you do with the Chrono-Arch?
Ow!
Hmm...
Did I set it on fire
and push it off a cliff,
laughing insanely?
I did that
to something.
No!
Now we're trapped in this
horrible time forever,
and I don't even have
a toothbrush!
Oh, wait, yes, I do.
False alarm.
In the meantime,
I'll wake Carl,
then whip those cabbages
into a slaw you'll never forget
no matter how hard you try.
JIMMY:
The Chrono-Arch!
FUTURE JIMMY:
Oh, I remember.
Sheen gave it to Carl
to sleep on.
He's got problems
with his back.
And front.
And sides.
Hmm?
Did I miss the slaw?
Tell me I didn't miss the slaw!
Hey!
Someone gutted the fuse box
and filled it with old cabbage.
That's right.
I pushed the refrigerator
off the cliff
so I had to store
the cabbage in there.
Future Me, we have
to get this operational
before the police
robot finds us.
The copbot?!
But I'm a wanted man!
Come on, Carl.
We'll stand guard
outside.
If you hear us screaming
and begging for our lives,
that means he's coming.
I'd love to help
you fix it,
but Cindy's mother's
feet require constant
maintenance.
That's okay.
Sheen and Carl can
take care of that,
right, guys?
FUTURE JIMMY:
I'll give it a try.
Hey, I know!
Let's scavenge parts
from Goddard.
You still have Goddard?
Of course I do.
Goddard, come here, boy.
( barking hoarsely )
( coughs )
Goddard has lots of pieces
that don't work now.
We can use those.
Then let's get started.
( grunts )
Think you can get away, eh?
Once he's started tracking,
a copbot never loses the trail.
Uh...
( door closes )
( Carl whimpering )
( whimpers )
Yeah, I remember the first time
I saw Mrs. V's feet.
Me of the future,
why are you
a wanted criminal?
For crimes of fashion.
Dictator Libby tells everyone
how to dress,
but I cannot wear
those shiny fabrics.
They make me chafe.
They don't breathe
is the problem.
Yes!
Finally, someone
who understands!
Come here, I'm not
afraid to hug me.
( squeaks )
That's the last
of the cabbage.
I've rewired
the temporal circuits
and patched the quantum fuses
with the time breakers.
When I throw this switch,
it should work.
( humming )
JIMMY:
Oh, no!
Its internal power source
is dead.
What should we do?
Gosh, it's been a while
since I fiddled with
this kind of stuff.
Okay, let's see, uh...
Well, that's
all I got.
Future Me,
what happened to you?!
Has living in a dictatorship
and being married to Cindy
made you forget
your love of science?
You're right-- science used
to mean everything to me.
Okay, I'll try.
Okay, think... think... think...
Brain b*mb!
Uh, you mean
"brain blast."
Uh, right, right.
Cindy's mother has
a 2,000-decibel
foot massager
in the basement.
If we can tap
into its battery,
it might be enough
to power the Chrono-Arch.
Way to go, Neutron.
FUTURE SHEEN:
Hey!
Someone took my gum.
( Copbot chuckles )
This is going to be big.
I might even get upgraded
to lieutenant-bot.
I wonder how long the memory
of this will haunt me.
No!
( grunts )
This was
a terrific idea.
Thinking it up felt good.
Thanks, Young Me.
You made me realize that my life
is truly awful.
You're welcome,
and with any luck,
you'll be able
to fix everything.
You did great.
( Goddard barking )
The copbot's coming!
Is this the end of all Carls
as we know them?
Quick, plug it in!
CARL:
Whoa!
The arch is set for the moment
we left in the past.
Come on, let's go.
FUTURE JIMMY:
Good luck, guys.
Bye!
Bye, everyone.
See ya, wouldn't
want to be ya.
I am ya.
( screams )
Oh, darn, I meant to tell
my younger self
a bunch of investment secrets so
he'd become fabulously wealthy.
Oh, well, can't change the past.
Step aside, citizens.
I must pursue the fugitives.
Yeah? Well, you'll have
to go through us.
ALL:
Yeah!
Well, mostly them.
( gasps )
We made it!
To the hover car!
Ah! There really is no time
like the present.
Whoa!
Whoa.
( both grunting )
Aha!
( Future Jimmy grunts )
Uh!
I am falling.
( grunts )
( guys cheering )
ALL ( disappointed ):
Oh.
( whirring )
I'll deal with you three later.
Carl, mind if we move
into the wall with you?
I'll make up
the guest beds.
( clang )
( clang )
Wow, Libby's party
looks fun.
I wish we weren't
in mortal danger.
Everything will be fine
once we find my gift to Libby
and destroy it
before she's exposed.
SHEEN:
How hard can that be?
Carl,
did everyone take
the wrapping class
at the Learning Hut?
We'll have to unwrap them all
to find mine.
Cindy's system says this room
is A through K,
so Jimmy must be here somewhere.
( growling )
SHEEN:
Hey, this is my present--
Ultra Lady, from
the highly hated episode,
"Ultra Lord Takes a Wife."
Wait, Sheen isn't
between A and K.
The gifts must be ordered
by last names.
Let's go to the next room!
Look, the birthday girl.
Okay, I can explain.
In the future, you're
mad with power...
Oh, I'm mad all right!
( all screaming )
We'll explain all this to Libby
after we save the future.
Right. I won't let
my dear, sweet Libby
become a horrible
dictator!
Although if she wants to wear
the outfit, that's cool.
Guys, look.
Is this the place?
( squeaks )
( kids exclaiming )
Hey!
Hey, Tin Man, this
is a private party.
Enjoy the punch...!
Okay, just stay low
and maybe he won't...
I surrender!
I can't be on the lam
my whole life!
I don't even like lamb--
it's too gamey!
COPBOT:
Oh, look.
I am now authorized
to use deadly force.
( clang )
Again, I fall.
Goddard! You saved us!
And take your dog, too!
Run!
( copbot grunting )
This is a flaw in my design.
Some boys can't hold
their punch.
This isn't the best place
to catch our breath.
What are we doing,
Jim?
We're no match for the copbot,
but if we destroy
the megalomanium,
the horrible future
will cease to exist
and the copbot should disappear.
Party's over, boys!
LIBBY:
Hey, everyone, Graystar's here!
Graystar!
My favorite classic oldies band.
( song begins with
rapid guitar lick )
( rest of band joins in )
COPBOT:
I love this song.
Wait here.
SINGER:
♪ ...Same thing
like you never do ♪
♪ Well, I want to feel
what's going on... ♪
It's a weird way
to escape, but
I'll take it.
♪ ♪ ♪
♪ Stay way too long ♪
♪ Dream about the things
we've seen ♪
♪ All that you would
make me be... ♪
Okay, we don't have time
to unwrap,
so let's just start smashing.
GRAYSTAR:
♪ Wastin' all this time... ♪
( guys grunting )
Just for the record,
I don't approve of any of this.
Whoo-hoo!
♪ Want to lift our mind... ♪
( plays throbbing guitar solo )
♪ Wastin' all this time... ♪
( guys grunting )
♪ Wastin' all this time... ♪
( guys grunting )
♪ Wastin' all this time. ♪
( band playing rhythm
as song winds down )
( song ends )
( cheering )
Graystar rules!
Graystar!
Graystar!
Graystar!
Well, back to the nine-to-five.
Jimmy, we've destroyed
everything
and the copbot is still here.
I don't understand.
Where's my present?
There you are.
I hope you're happy,
Neutron.
Your stupid robot
is out there wrecking
the whole...
Wow. I had no idea
you were so deranged.
Cindy, you've got
to help us.
I need to find my gift
to Libby.
I organized everything
by the giver's name.
Yes, but where's mine?
You're under Z.
JIMMY:
Z?
CINDY:
For "zero."
I'll be angry
about that later.
( both scream )
( all scream )
The megalomanium!
Goddard!
( barks )
COPBOT:
You have the right
to remain silent--
permanently.
Oh, yeah?
Well, I've got a present
for you!
( grunts )
( all cheering )
Jimmy saved the future!
That horrible dictator
Libby will never
plague us again!
Oh.
Perhaps I'd
better explain.
You and your robot
broke my house!
But...
Ruined my party
and destroyed my gifts!
But... but...
Get out!
But...
"And so, Libby, as stated
in chapters four, eight and 37,
"I again say I am very sorry
"and hope this explanation
will be sufficient.
"I also hope I can remain
your friend.
Sheen."
LIBBY:
It was 36.
Libby?
You apologized
in chapter 36, not 37.
Oh, right.
Well, it's hard to think clearly
after writing
for eight hours straight.
Sheen, you risked your life
to make sure I stayed who I am.
That's the nicest gift
anyone has ever given me.
Yeah, it is
pretty cool, huh?
Plus you don't have
to exchange it.
So, you want to go
to the Candy Bar?
Sure.
Let's stop
by my place first.
Meet me at
the Candy Bar, Sheen...
after you clean my house!
( kisses )
That voice is seriously
attractive.
Paul?
JIMMY:
Got to blast!
03x07 - The Tomorrow Boys
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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.