03x14 - Trouble with Clones

[bunniefuu]

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 )

( Libby and Cindy
shouting "Yah! Yah!" )

Finish your painting,
Leonardo da Vinci!

I cannot, Duke Rothschild--

not while there are
so many fantastic gadgets
to invent.

But you've already
invented so many--

the helicopter,
the three-speed transmission...

styling mousse.

You forgot my latest invention,
the monkey wrench!

Blast you.

( wrench clangs )

I am slain!

Who could keep up
with all your inventions?

No one.

In fact,
by the time I was 11,

I had already created
17 more inventions

than certain future boy geniuses

whose initials are
Jimmy Neutron.

What?!

( chokes )

Arrivederci.

( thuds )

End of act one.

( class applauds )

Brava! Brava!

Miss Fowl, this reenactment
of Leonardo da Vinci's life

is a load of Florentine
marble chunks.

Ha! You're
just jealous

because he was
more brilliant
than you!

Jim, some geniuses just take
longer to blossom than others.

Yeah, it's not your
fault you're slow.

I am not slow!

I just don't have enough time
for research.

Between school,
friends and family,

I'm almost never in my lab.

Slow people make
the lamest excuses.

( growls )

And now Act Two
of That Darn da Vinci.

Not if I can help it.

( bell rings )

Three o'clock?

Class dismissed!

Now we'll never know

if da Vinci gets together
with the saucy contessa.

Jimmy to Goddard.

Meet me at school
and bring the rocket.

( horn honking )

Thanks, Goddard.

( barks )

I'll never b*at
da Vinci's invention record

until I have more free time.

And there's only one person
who can help me with that.

Upgraded bioscanner online,
Goddard.

Found him.

Hang on, boy.

We're headed
for near-Earth orbit.

( dialing phone )

Yeah, hi, is this
the U.N. Security Council?

I'm looking for Ambassador Shake
My Booty, first name Ivanna.

MAN ( on phone ):
Hold on.

Guys?!

Ivanna Shake My Booty?!

You heard me:
Ivanna Shake My Booty!

( people laughing over phone )

( laughing )

Oh, mercy!

( dialing )

What the...

Long time no see, evil clone.

What have you been up to?

Nothing good, I guess.

You guess right,
Doc.

And how's being
a wimpy geek

working out for you?

I'm here to offer you a choice,
clone:

submit to de-evilization
or be put on ice.

Like you iced those other
clueless clones?

Ooh, that's a tough one, Doc.

What was the first choice again?

Goddard, look out!

( laughing )

So long, Lord of the Dorks!

( laughing )

What a dink-head.

What a first class...

( crashing )

Huh?

Nice bike design.

Your cloned brain power's
very impressive.

How about that--
I'm smart and pretty.

Clone, listen!

Being de-evilized will be
good for you.

You'll be able to lead
a rich, fulfilling life.

Sorry, custard-head, my life's
fulfilling just the way it is.

Say your prayers, Doc.

( mechanical whirring )

( screaming )

( screaming and whirring )

( screaming )

I hate that little dweeb.

As soon as you're
de-evilized

you can start
standing in for me

and I can quintuple
my invention output.

Look, Doc,
let's talk this over.

What'll it take?
Bubble gum? Plutonium?

Don't worry,
de-evilization
won't hurt a bit.

Although you may
now be attracted
to kittens.

I can certainly see

why you'd want to boost
your invention output.

What do you mean?

I mean hypno-rays,
shrink-rays--

it's the same old stuff you had
last time I was here.

What's the matter, genius,
running out of ideas?

I've had plenty
of great new ideas!

Such as...?

Well...

Like my flux-field duplicator.

It makes the old method
of cloning obsolete.

Looks like a pile of
donkey dandruff to me, chief.

Oh, yeah?

Well, check this out.

Goddard, record test.

Every physical object

generates its own
quantum energy field.

Instead of copying
the object,

this baby copies
the object's
quantum field.

( bubbling )

( zapping )

See that?

Direct field duplication.

Well, well, my mistake, Doc.

Turns out you're
doggone brilliant.

Unfortunately, it still causes
whatever it duplicates

to fade into oblivion--
but I'll fix that.

Well, time to get me
de-evilized.

I knew you'd see it
my way.

Let her rip.

I'm game for anything.

All right, beginning
de-evilization...

now!

( buzzers blaring )

( steam hissing )

( formulas bubbling )

( whirring )

I want you to be
my special friend.

Uh, how do you feel,
clone?

Happy as a cloud.

You were right,
Jimmy,

not being evil is
a wonderful thing.

Goddard, I think
we've got ourselves

one de-evilized clone.

Oh, thanks, Jimmy.

Thanks ever so much.

Listen, I'm going to get
to work being you right away.

You just work on
your inventions.

Buh-bye, now.

( blows kiss )

Huh.

Well, boy, let's
get cracking.

( barks )

( laughs maniacally )

( humming )

Oh, sweetie,
you're just in time

to help with
the gardening.

Grab a handful of aphids
and dig in, Jim-Jam.

( laughs )

Or how about this?

You think you're an aphid.

( babbling )

Jimmy, what on earth
are you...

And you think you're
a lawn sprinkler.

( chirruping like
lawn sprinkler )

This is going to be fun.

( to "On the Beautiful
Blue Danube" ):
♪ La da-da, di-dup, da-pow! ♪

♪ Hee-uh! ♪

♪ La da-da, da-da ♪

♪ Ta-pow! ♪

♪ Oh, yeah! ♪

Hey, Jimmy,

can you make school end
at 10:45 every day?

Yeah, and can every
second Thursday

be "Burrito Thursday"?

Mmm, burritos.

Good idea.

First, you two think

you're a couple of sassy
female backup singers.

BOTH:
♪ Ain't no lovin' my man ♪

♪ Shoo-wop, shoo-wop ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh, ain't no lovin'
my man... ♪

( both laughing )

Good one, Spewtron.

Yeah, that's
classic.

Gentlemen, you are now
United States Marines.

Are you ready to receive orders?

BOTH:
Sir! Yes, sir!

Then drop and give me 400,000.

BOTH:
Sir! Yes, sir!

One! Two! Three! Four!

♪ Shoo-wop, shoo-wop ♪

♪ Ain't no lovin' my man... ♪

( laughing )

You know, a fellow could
get used to this.

( laughing )

JIMMY:
It's finished, Goddard.

The first multidimensional
nose-hair trimmer.

It's only been a few hours

and I've already come up
with three new inventions.

I'll have da Vinci b*at
in no time.

I might as well check in
on my clone.

Vox. Neighborhood watch system
online.

Yo, Sir Francis Bacon,
more fudge swirl.

As thou commandeth,
Queen Elizabeth.

Yeah, yeah.

Hey, chief.

You think
you're a hot
bikini runway model.

Work it.

Oh, work it,
mm-hmm.

Oh, mercy!

Good side.

Great side.

Oh, no!

He's still evil!

But how?

That clone is a real
pain-in-the-chromosomes.

( chirruping
like sprinkler )
( chomping )

Snap out of it!

( blows air horn )

Oh, Jimmy,
what's going on
around here?

No time to explain, Mom.

I've got a whole town
to air-horn.

( sighs )

I am glad that's over.

Still, this stuff is
pretty tasty.

Why do I date rock stars?

Because I can.

( blows air horn )

Whoa.

What have you done, Neutron?

I'm not beautiful anymore.

Oh, wait...

yeah, I am.

( blows air horn )

( with Cindy ):
Nine thousand fifty-two...

Nine thousand fifty-three...

Nine thousand fifty...

( blows air horn )

( both panting )

Why do my arms
feel like pudding?

Can't talk...
too much pain.

♪ Ain't no lovin'
my man ♪

♪ Shoo-wop,
shoo-wop ♪

♪ Ooh-ooh,
ain't no... ♪

( blows air horn )

Carl, Sheen,
this is important.

I'm looking for myself.

Wow, sounds profound.

Have you tried yoga?

No, I mean literally.

When was the last time
you saw me?

Don't you remember,
Jimmy?

You were just here
ten minutes ago.

You were headed
to the lab.

The lab?

Oh, no.

While the dork's away,
the clones will play, eh, pooch?

( whimpers )

You're in big trouble,
clone.

( rumbling )

Step away from that duplicator!

Sorry, no can do, bro.

This goodie-two-shoes
town of yours

ain't big enough
for the both of us.

Wait-- you don't know
how dangerous that thing is!

Oh, I think I do.

( starts engine )

Hasta la vista, Big Head!

Don't worry, Goddard,
he forgot about my rocket.

( engine stalls )

I really hate that clone.

Hi, Jim-Jam!

Getting ready
to visit

that new planet
in the sky?

New planet?

What new planet?

( Jimmy gasps )

HUGH:
Sure is pretty.

In a creepy, steaming
kind of way.

Goddard, deploy
telescope.

Oh, no--

he's cloned another Earth!

JIMMY:
My clone used the flux field

to clone a duplicate Earth.

Oh, let me look,
let me look.

Ooh, it's all cloney.

Uh, Jimbo, is this one of
your hologramy thingies?

No, Dad, it's you.

Your electromagnetic field
has been disrupted.

You're starting to fade.

Oh, my, the same thing
is happening to me

and Goddard.

It looks like the entire
planet's electromagnetic field

has been disrupted,
but I'm still solid.

Evil Jimmy screened me out
of the cloning process.

Figures.

He doesn't want
more Jimmys around.

Hey, look at me!

I'm light as a feather!

( cheering )

I've only got 90 minutes
to retrieve the flux field

and reverse the process
before everyone fades.

This magnet will
solidify the rocket.

HUGH:
Whee...!

Next stop: cloned Earth.

( engine roaring )

Evil Jimmy is somewhere
on that new planet.

If I find him,
I can shut all this down.

That's weird.

The cloned Retroville
isn't an exact copy.

MAN:
Have a rotten day.

MAN:
Go jump in a lake.

( glass shatters )

( Jimmy gasps )

Leaping leptons!

Evil Jimmy has made
his cloned Earth

just as evil as he is.

Better blend in.

( tires screeching )

Oh, yeah, I'm evil.

Oh, yeah, I'm bad.

Look out!

Young man, that was brave
and decent of you.

( angrily ):
What are you,
some kind of sicko?!

Help!

A goodie!

You freak!

( blowing whistle )

Uh-oh!

( electricity crackling )

I think he went this way.

Well, this place
is unsafe, unsanitary

and crawling
with vermin.

Congratulations, you passed
your health inspection.

I aim to displease,
yeah!

Welcome to Sam's.

What's your evil pleasure?

"Roadkill ripple?

Moles and cream?"

Um, I'll just have the usual.

There you go--

a big heaping bowl
of bat-wing sherbert.

Mmm, delicious.

Delicious?

I'll have you know it stinks.

Hey, are you sure you're evil?

( customers gasp )

Uh, well, you want
evil, fat boy?

I'll give you evil.

Take this, and that,
and more of this!

That's for your mother
and this is for you!

Any more questions?

No, no, you... you're evil,
all right, yeah.

Uh, no, yeah!

So remind me, tubby,

when was the last time
you saw me?

About a half an hour ago.

You said you were headed
for school.

School, huh?

( burps )

Thanks for nothing, you
gelatinous waste of space.

Get lost,
and don't come back soon.

Okay, who had
the peppermint kidney stones?

The evil thickens.

No sign of my clone anywhere.

Only he can lead me
to the flux field.

( yells )

I thought I told you
to stay out of my hallway.

Carl, look,
I don't want any trouble.

Well, you got trouble,
you doey-eyed moke.

You're mine,
shrimp dip.

It's time you found out

who's the baddest,
toughest kid in school!

SHEEN:
Evil Jimmy,
Evil Carl,

look what I've got.

It's my new Robo-Fiend
with trachea-crushing fun claw.

I love Robo-Fiend.

He's my idol.

( bell ringing )

Get inside, dirt bag.

( yells )

Take your seats, maggots.

Evil Cindy and Evil Libby
will now give a presentation

on wedgies.

Thank you, ugly.

Nothing hurts
like a wedgie,

and yet few people understand
the proper technique.

May we have
a volunteer, Nick?

No, you can't!

( screaming ):
I'll get you for this!

Assume the position.

Simply reach, grab

and give a forceful
90-degree tug.

( Nick screaming )

Note the beads
of pain-induced sweat.

Sheen, when was
the last time you saw me?

Ow!

Gotcha.

I think we need
another volunteer.

Yeah, like, um, Jimmy.

I'd really rather not.

Ow!

Okay, okay!

For a truly
memorable wedgie,

apply a set of common
household jumper cables.

What?! No way!

Hold him, Evil Libby.

Come here, you!

( Jimmy grunting,
girls laughing evilly )

( girls screaming
as electricity crackles )

( girls sigh )

CLASS:
Wow!

Very evil, Jimmy.

Very evil indeed.

Um... thanks.

( glass gasps )

Miss Fowl, Miss Fowl,
Evil Jimmy just thanked you.

Yeah, he was being
totally polite.

Young man, I won't stand
for politeness in my class.

You leave me no choice
but to break out...

the board of education.

This is less than ideal.

After him!

Fly, my pretties, fly!

Maybe my evil parents
will hide me.

After all,
they're still my parents.

SHEEN:
Get him! Get him!

Somebody get him!

Somebody get him!

JUDY:
Hello, sweetie.

Home so soon?

I'm just dirtying up the house
before dinner.

( gasps )

We're having duck again.

I must have bagged over
87 bubbleheads this morning.

Oh, they quacked for mercy,

but I just laughed
and laughed.

( both laughing evilly )

This is going to scar me
for life.

( kids pounding on door
and yelling )

Mom, Dad,
I know helping is good,

and I know that you're evil,
but I'm still your son, right?

Yep-a-roonie,
our very, very good son.

Our evil son has ordered us to
capture you for experimentation.

( mechanical beeping )

( yelling )

EVIL JIMMY:
Well, well, well,

if it isn't the wimpy,
dip-headed freak.

Hey, nice of you
to drop by.

I see you met the folks.

( all chuckle evilly )

So... what do you think
of my little world, Doc?

It's sick, twisted
and smells like old socks.

How did you make
this duplicate Earth evil?

With a dark-matter power chip.

Yeah, I know,
feel free to applaud.

Don't do this, Evil Clone.

If the duplication process
isn't reversed,

my entire home planet
will fade into oblivion.

Bingo, Einstein,
in about 59 seconds.

( ticking )

Wave bye-bye to Loserville.

JIMMY:
The shrink ray!

Evil Goddard, think fast.

( Evil Goddard growling )

EVIL JIMMY:
Where'd he go?

Find him.

( Evil Goddard growls
and sniffs )

Blast him, you
tin-plated mutt!

No, I'm the real
Evil Jimmy.

Blast him!

( growls confusedly )

You rust-bitten robohound,
I'm shutting you down!

( Evil Jimmy yells )

( ticking )

Almost out of time.

( gasps )

( keypad clicking
as clock ticks )

Now!

Ah, good-bye, mild backache.

Oh!

Hello, blindingly
painful backache.

JIMMY:
Yes!

I undid the duplication process.

Now my Earth will
grow more solid

as this one starts
to fade.

Yeah, well, don't get
too proud of yourself, Sunshine.

I still got a trick or two
up my sleeve.

If you break that chip,

the whole planet will get sucked
into the dark-matter dimension.

And you'll be trapped with us.

Catch you on the flip side,
wimpy dip.

( chuckles evilly )

( Jimmy breathing heavily )

I can't outrun it.

Where's that rocket?

Hey, Jimbo, everything
is all thick

and chunky again.

Did you make it
to that planet?

Did you ever see
our duplicate house?

I sure did, Dad,
and it made me realize

that I don't need
to b*at da Vinci's record.

I'd rather spend extra time
with my friends and my family.

Oh, that's sweet.

I can pencil you in
for next Tuesday.

CARL AND SHEEN:
♪ Ain't no lovin' my man ♪

♪ Shoo-wop, shoo-wop ♪

♪ Ooh, ain't no
lovin' my man... ♪

Carl, Sheen, they've somehow
become hypnotized again.

Oh, we're not hypnotized.

We're just slaves
to the rhythm.

Yep, we're two
sassy mamajamas.

BOTH:
♪ Ain't no lovin' my man ♪

♪ Shoo-wop, shoo-wop ♪

♪ Ain't no lovin' my man ♪

♪ Shoo-wop, shoo-wop... ♪

( Jimmy yells )

♪ Shoo-wop, shoo-wop. ♪

At least my evil clone
is gone for good.

No one has ever come back
from a dark-matter dimension.

( Evil Jimmy chuckles )

You're not going to get away
with this, wimpy dip.

You can't keep
an evil clone down.

I'll be back!

( chuckling evilly )

So, what do you want me
to say now?

JIMMY:
Got to blast!