03x06 - Jimmy Goes to College

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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 )

JIMMY:
Microspace,
the final frontier--

billions of particles pulsing
like a pan-dimensional chalupa,

and it's all right here

in my trusty jar
of unstable molecules.

( sniffs )

Mmm...

Fresh from the accelerator.

Uh, Miss Fowl,
I have a question.

Who cares?!

Yeah, you're cutting
into our personal time.

Put a sock in it, she-harpies.

I'm doing this
to help us understand science.

I've even prepared
a demonstration

of the strong and
weak nuclear forces.

I am
the weak force.

But I'm learning
to be more
assertive.

Help us, please.

Actually, Jimmy, I was going
to skip that new chapter.

It has a lot of big words

which could damage
the self-esteem

of our less-advanced students.

( clucks raucously )

What?! But that chapter's vital
to our comprehension

of an ever-
expanding omniverse.

Big words-- they hurt!

They hurt!

Well, we could study
the new science chapter...

or we could make
macaroni sculptures.

( students cheer )

Sleep with the fishes,
stupid hat.

I'm going to make
a rigatoni llama.

But guys, molecules--
see how shiny?

Look at them bounce.

I've had
enough of you.

Give me
that stupid jar!

Don't shake it!

Unstable molecules
are highly...

unstable!

( screaming )

My rigatoni, no!

( grunting )

Big molecules-- they hurt!

They hurt!

Stay calm.

They'll lose energy
pretty quickly.

There's nothing to worry...

( grunts )

Leaping leptons...

( groans )

I actually enjoyed
Jimmy's demonstration.

Yeah, Neutron, let's
do this again real soon.

( groans )

I wonder if they made Einstein
do macaroni sculpture.

It's so frustrating.

If elementary school keeps
holding me back like this,

I may never realize
my true potential.

Holy Heisenberg!

MAN:
I must say, Jimmy,

I'm impressed
with your cheese ray.

Goddard,
intruder alert!

Priority alpha.

J-J-Jimbo, relax.

We've got company.

My apologies.

I didn't realize your cheese
trigger was so sensitive.

We were showing Dean Cain
some of your inventions.

Dean Cain?

Yes, I'm head dean at the Pomona
School for Advanced Physics.

Pomona SAP?

That's one of the most
prestigious science academies

in the world.

Hey, Dean-o,

have you checked out
Jimbo's antigravity disks?

Whoa...

Jimmy, Pomona's had its eye
on you for a long time.

How would you feel
about matriculating?

You want me
to go away to college?

Sweet!

Go away?!

You mean move out?

But Jimmy's still a child.

A child who could win
the coveted Moran Grant,

and Pomona needs that grant
to finance

our new Silly
Blinking Gadget Facility.

Well, I don't know.

What does your father think?

( yells )

It's a great opportunity.

Time for our little Jimbo
to become a man.

Aw, can't I go, Mom?

I could work with
my scientific peers.

Hawking, Crick...

And the guy who invented
the light-clapping gizmo.

Ah, a true genius
and a Pomona graduate.

Well, sweetie, if that's
what you really want.

It's just that
we'll miss you so much.

( Goddard whimpers )

Dean Cain, I'm in.

Looks like you've got
yourself a new student.

Congratulations,
Jimmy.

Can I keep
the cheese ray?

I don't think so.

STUDENTS ( chanting ):
With time-space equations

For every darn occasion

We calculate Pomona's great

Yay, Pomona!

And that is why
a random quanta

is a well-balanced,
iso-positive quanta.

ALL:
Ooh...

Thank you, Seymour.

You certainly do know
your basic particles.

Now, class, let's continue
with our study

of Spingarn's rule of...

Sorry I'm late, everyone.

I blew a sprocket
on my primary gyro.

You see, my jet pack's got
a circuit board with...

Excuse me, Dean Cain,

but we're all
well aware

of how a jet pack
functions.

Quite right.

Just hang it up there
with the others, Mr. Neutron.

( gulps )

By the way, everyone,
I'd like to introduce

James Isaac Neutron.

Great to be here, guys.

I mean, really, totally awesome.

This school will be
the funnest place ever.

( all laughing )

That was so lame.

Now, people, he may seem young,

but I feel Mr. Neutron's
our best bet

to win this year's Moran Grant.

But Dean Cain,
if anyone wins that
grant, it will be I,

Seymour Nimelfarb,
class president and
official SGOC.

I'm aware of your smart-guy-
on-campus status, Seymour.

Take a seat.

Now, then, who can name

the six basic types of quarks?

Ooh, ooh...

Hmm...

Neutron.

What the... I...

The six types of quarks
are up, down,

bottom, top,
strange and charmed.

Excellent, Mr. Neutron.

( students exclaim )

How dare that punk steal
my scientific thunder?

I've got to find a way
to slap him down fast.

Continue, Mr. Neutron.

Spingarn postulates
additional bodies,

such as the very
charmed quark,

the delightful quark,

the absolutely
marvelous quark

and his favorite,
the very, very, very
naughty quark,

discovered in 1982.

Impressive, Mr. Neutron.

Very impressive.

( screaming )

No!

James, stop this crazy thing!

My jet pack!

It must have flipped
another gyro.

Better use my tractor beam ray.

( thud )
Owie.

( all gasp )

I'm sorry.

I don't know
how my jet pack
got out of control.

Young man,
you'd better not
let this happen again.

ALL:
Yeah!

Rough first day,
Jimmy?

Anything I can do
to help?

Thanks, Seymour,
but I'm sure it'll be okay.

The scientific community
is known

for being both supportive
and nurturing.

Ow!

I miss my old school.

( softly ):
Clueless little dweeb.

I'll have him running back
to Mommy inside a week.

That's right, little fleas,
welcome to your new home--

Cirque du Flea and Neutrono.

Oh, Hugh, I know
you miss Jimmy,

but this is no way
to compensate

for his being gone.

I'm not compensating.

It's always
been my dream

to have a
flea circus.

Oh, look at them.

I think I'll call you Jimbo.

You can be the Jimster.

Oh, and you are
definitely Jimjamarino.

( growls )

I know it's hard,
sweetie,

but maybe we could visit
Jimmy next week.

Nope, no, sir, no.

He's a college man now.

We've got to show
that we trust him.

This is no time to get
emotionally clingy!

Honey, you're flooding
the flea t*nk--

they're drowning!
What?

No!

How much loss
can one man endure?

Why am I so itchy?

( footsteps approaching
quickly )

Sorry I'm late...

again.

I couldn't find
the lockers,

and the computer
students

dunked my head
in the toilet...
again.

Just find a lab partner,
Mr. Neutron.

Hey, uh, want to partner up?

Oh, please--

forget it,
jet-pack boy.

Not in a million
ice ages.

Sorry, no room
at the table for
your giant head.

( class laughing )

My get-rid-of-Neutron plan
is working perfectly.

Now to make him really squirm.

Oh, Jimmy, I'll be
your lab partner.

Oh, really?

Thanks, Seymour.

What are
fellow scientists for?

Need help with
your chloride solution?

That's okay, it's just
some free radicals,
an ion for taste

and just a hint
of tahini sauce.

( sniffing )

What is that odor?

Neutron, bring
your beaker up here.

It's just a chloride solution.

Really?

It smells bitter and
more volatile like a...

Oh, what's the phrase
I'm looking for?

Like a quick-freezing
nitride solution?

Dean Cain, look out!

( Cain grunts )

( expl*si*n )

( students scream )

Neutron!

STUDENTS:
Boo!

Uh, sorry, everybody.

My bad--

it can happen to anyone, right?

Boo!

I hate it here.

HUGH:
Rest in peace, little fleas.

Everything's all right now...

because I got a brand-new box
of fleas in the mail!

You shall not have d*ed in vain.

So you see, we want
to go to college with Jimmy

to support him
in his bold new adventure.

Yeah...

Plus we're very bored
and lonely.

We have no lives.

Boys, that's very sweet,

but it would take
a lot of studying

to get into Pomona.

We've watched
every college movie
ever made.

I think we've got
the moves down.

Hey, what's up?

Food fight!

Yow!

My fleas!

Oh, no!

Don't worry,
we'll get them.

Why?!

Merciful heaven, why?

( phone rings )

Hello.

Jimmy, darling!

Hold on.

It's Jimmy, everyone.

We've got to pretend
we don't miss him

so he doesn't worry about us.

Yeah, Mom, everything's
great here, too.

They moved me
to a great new room.

It's... great.

It's great here,
too, sweetie.

Carl and Sheen are
playing with Goddard.

( yells )

We don't miss you
a bit!

Nope, we sure don't.

And your father
is all caught up
in his... hobbies.

Jimbo, cut that out.

Jimjam, shoo, I mean it.

Oh...

Well, Mom, I should
probably get going.

Yeah, I love you, too.

Bye.

( phone beeps off )

Great... they hardly miss me.

( sobbing )

SEYMOUR:
Hello, Jimmy.

How's work on
the Moran Grant coming?

Oh, hi, Seymour.

Not too good.

I've been trying
to make progress

with my unstable
molecules,

but they're still
too unpredictable.

Unstable molecules?

That sounds quite... promising.

But I just
can't seem to focus.

It would be a lot easier
around here

if people accepted me
the way you do.

Jimmy, you're...
very unpopular,

but I think I know
a way to fix that.

You do? How?!

You'll have to do
exactly as I say.

But I warn you, the cost
could be horrible, terrifying.

Stronger men than you

have run screaming
to their mothers.

Not me.

I'm in this for the long haul.

I'll do anything.

Really?

( all chanting ominous-sounding
nonsense words )

Let me rephrase
the word "anything."

( all continue chanting )

No... no!

( screaming )

( chanting ominous-sounding
nonsense words )

SEYMOUR:
Let the ritual begin!

Uh, does this ritual include
bathroom breaks?

Because I really need one
right now!

Halt!

( shouts )

Jimmy!

What are you doing?

I took a big chance
getting my frat

to accept you into Pi Rho Omega.

I appreciate that, but
I should get back to my closet.

Lots to do-- lay out the rat
traps, disinfect stuff...

Once you've completed
the ancient rite,

you'll be one of
the "in" people.

Everything will be
smooth sailing.

I'm sorry, Seymour--
you're right.

Let's do this.

( ominously ):
James Isaac Neutron.

( gulps loudly )

Step forward!

Do you seek admission

into the secret fraternity
of Pi Rho Omega?

( nervously ):
Sure.

And do you swear,
under pain of everlasting shame,

to submit yourself
to our ancient laws?

I... I do.

( normally ):
Okay, great.

Who wants lunch?

( others talking )

Wait a minute!

That's it?
That's all it takes

to become a member
of an ultra-secret
college fraternity?

Yeah, except for
the demeaning rites
of initiation.

Wait a minute.

Who said anything
about demeaning rites?

You swore to uphold
our ancient laws.

If you back out,
you'll be blacklisted

throughout
the entire science community.

But I've been demeaned from
the moment I arrived at Pomona.

What could be worse than what
I've already been through?

I had to ask.

SEYMOUR:
Okay, Jimmy,
everyone's on lunch break.

Just a quick streak
through the lab

and you'll be
one of us.

But Seymour,
there's got to be

an easier way to win
the approval of my peers.

Enough jibber-jabber!

Let's see some streaking!

Oh, Dean Cain,
I do hope you're not trying

to sway me into awarding
the Moran Grant to your college.

Of course not, Mrs. Moran.

I just thought you'd like
to end our little tour

by trying out
the campus laser.

Oh, my!

I haven't fired a laser
since I was a little girl.

I'm streaking!

I'm streaking!

( gasps )

Naked boy!

Naked boy!

Neutron!

I'm dead.

I'm streaking and I'm dead.

Oh! Merciful heavens!

Oh... oh...!

Oh, my... oh!

Mrs. Moran, don't move.

I'll get the controls!

Oh!

Ooh! Oh!

( laser humming, powering up )

( coughing )

That's the last straw,
Neutron!

You're expelled
from this college!

What do you have to say
for yourself?

Is there an extra pair of pants
lying around?

Alas, poor Jimmy Three,
Four, Five, Six,
Seven and Eight.

I knew them well.

Come, come.

This mass funeral should be
a happy occasion.

Yeah, Sheen and I
have been practicing,

and I think we've
nailed the moves

that'll get us into
Jimmy's college.

And... kick it!

( '60s-style
rock 'n' roll playing )

Yeah! This is an example of
wild, nonstop college party!

Toga! Toga! Toga!

ALL:
Toga! Toga! Toga! Toga!

What's a toga?

SHEEN:
Next, the reckless,

poorly-thought-out Flurp chug!

CARL:
Flurp! Flurp! Flurp!

Flurp! Flurp! Flurp!

Flurp! Flurp!

( belches loudly )

College is awesome!

And it kind of hurts.

Can I have a glass, please?

( phone ringing )

Hello.

It's Jimmy again.

Pretend to be happy.

Hi, sweetie!

How's college?

What?

Expelled!

But how?

I'd rather not go into it.

Could you send Dad
to pick me up?

They confiscated my jet pack.

It's horrible.

He's been kicked out
of college.

He wants to come home.

( all cheering )

JIMMY:
My unstable molecule notes

have been ripped out
of my notebook.

Hold on a second, Mom.

These are Seymour's prints.

What a jerk I've been.

Seymour was behind everything.

Now he's even stealing my idea.

Hello, Mom, could you put
Carl and Sheen on, please?

JIMMY ( over phone ):
Guys, I need you both

to come to my college right
away, and bring Goddard.

There's been
a slight change of plan.

He needs us!

But more importantly,
we're going to college!

GODDARD, CARL AND SHEEN:
Toga! Toga! Toga! Toga!

Um, are togas edible?

SHEEN:
I think we're alone.

Let the wild college party
begin!

( rock music playing )

JIMMY:
Sheen, shut that off!

( music stops )

I think it's safe

to deactivate
the invis-o-shield.

It's hard to shake your booty
when you can't even see it.

SHEEN:
Hey, Jimmy,
aren't those

your unstable
molecule thingies?

CARL:
Like the ones in class
the other day.

JIMMY:
Only a thousand times worse.

Seymour's made some dangerous
changes to my design.

These molecules will vaporize
anything they touch.

But they won't get the chance

once I've made
some improvements.

Ready with
the toilet paper, guys?

Awesome!

My very first
college T.P.-ing.

Aw... does somebody
need a hug?

Back off.

Okay, instead
of f*ring molecules,

this gizmo's going to launch
T.P. torpedoes.

That'll teach Seymour
to mess with me.

SEYMOUR:
This way, everyone.

I've set it up
in the lecture hall.

JIMMY:
Someone's coming.

Abandon the mission.

DEAN CAIN:
This special demonstration of
yours better be good, Seymour.

It is, Dean Cain,

so good that Mrs. Moran will
have to award me with the grant.

Behold--
my unstable molecule machine.

Oh, how very nice.

What does it do?

It harnesses the ultimate power

in annoying, high-bounce
particle technology,

power which you're
about to see right now.

CARL ( giggling ):
That tickles.

Ow! Hey, that's my scapula.

Stop!

( screams )

The naked boy!

Seymour, your machine
field density is

completely out of phase.

This could k*ll everyone!

He seems to know an awful lot

about your invention, Seymour.

No, he doesn't.

It's my machine!

I created it
and I'll prove it.

( machine banging )

Oh!

( banging )

( molecules whizzing )

Whoa! Aah!

No!

( shouts )

Oh, my... oh, my!

No! My purse!

Oh, isn't this impossible?

Okay...

( shouting )

I hate to say
I told you so, Jimmy,

but this stuff
wouldn't have happened

if you'd just stick
to macaroni sculpture.

Macaroni sculpture,
of course!

That's what I said!

I might be able to glue them
to an adhesive surface.

If only I had some art paste.

I always carry some
in my pocket.

( molecules whizzing )

I don't have a problem.

This carbon shielding is
designed to neutralize

the molecules'
expl*sive properties.

Catch, guys!

Oh, my word!

Oh!

Heavens!

( grunting )

( screaming )

Voilà!

Instant molecule sculpture.

Mine looks like
a beautiful butterfly.

Or Jimmy's mom.

James Isaac Neutron!

You've saved us all.

I hereby un-expel you.

Hooray!

Good job, Jimmy!

All right, Jimmy!

Whoo!

Naked boy,
I've misjudged you.

In honor
of your achievements,

I hereby award
the coveted Moran Grant

to the Pomona School
of Advanced Physics.

( both cheering )

All right, Jimmy!

SHEEN AND CARL:
Toga! Toga! Toga!

Toga! Toga! Toga...

But you, Seymour Nimelfarb,
are expelled

for obviously pilfering
another student's work.

Is this going to go
on my permanent record?

Dude-- T.P. fight!

Come on, hey!

I don't even know you guys.

Stop it! Ooh!

Jimmy, you've shown
that you have

what it takes
to be a Pomona man.

In fact, I'm considering you
for a professorship.

Thanks, Dean Cain,
but I think

I'm going back
to my old school.

( stammering )

I realize now
that my school's
lame curriculum

inspires me with some
of my best ideas.

Well, I'm disappointed, Jimmy,
but I respect your decision.

Is there anything we can do
to show our gratitude?

Ooh! Ooh!

( whispering )

Well, I never actually
got the chance

to attend a wild,
nonstop college party.

Done!

Kick it!

( rock 'n' roll playing )

You dance divinely
for an old broad.

I still want to know
what a toga is.

In ten years, I think
I could get used to this.

Mom, Dad-- I'm home!

Jimbo! Good
to have you back!

Guys, I appreciate you trying
to make me feel at home,

but there's no need to throw
a wild college dance party.

Oh, we're not dancing, son.

Your father dropped
another box of fleas
onto the rug

and I want them
all picked up now!

But, Sugarbooger,
they were all born free--

as free as the wind blows.

Ah, Goddard,
it's great to be home.

Oh!

Hey! Hey!

( all shouting and complaining )

( saying "Hi, I'm Paul"
backwards )

JIMMY:
Got to blast!