Got to 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:
UltraLord soars majestically
through the sky
knowing he's made the world safe
for Sheen-kind.
But wait, what's that?
I see wind blowing from
the frozen layer of Dr. Lipbe.
UltraLord can't maintain
altitude.
He's plummeting to the ground.
No!
Ouch!
( with Spanish accent ):
Son, must you belt
your father
with tiny flying men?
Sorry, Dad,
but Flying UltraLord
is all I have.
Swimming UltraLord
is rusted
and Tunneling UltraLord
suffered
a worm-related mishap.
I brought you here
to learn air conditioning,
so that one day this company
can be "Estevez & Son."
Air conditioning's
boring.
If UltraLord
needed cooling,
he would sh**t
freeze charges
from his elbows
like in episode 212,
UltraLord versus
the Cajun Chefs!
Here you go, son.
CARL:
A paperclip
sculpture--
wow, thanks, Dad!
You're the best dad
in the whole world.
Here, son,
an actual rotary coil
with the
original grease.
No, thanks.
I only play with licensed
UltraLord products.
I understand.
Hey, son, what do you say
we knock off for the day
and play cards
or checkers
or polish our shoes
until the shine is blinding?
Uh, gee, Dad, uh,
I've kind of got
homework to do, so...
JIMMY:
Sheen! Carl!
Ready to see UltraLord
Franchise Film Number 24?
It's the same as UltraLord
Franchise Film Number 23
but with eight minutes
of new footage!
Eight glorious minutes!
See you, Dad!
How can I ever compete
with this UltraLord?
SHEEN:
And then when
UltraLord vanquished
the TerrorDroids
and they used footage
from the last movie
with the three TerrorDroids
and digitally added a fourth,
I thought I'd jump up
and hug the screen!
You did.
Hello, boys.
Did you enjoy
the cinema?
Did we ever!
UltraLord is the coolest
superhero in all history!
Oh, he's good,
but I know a superhero
who is better than UltraLord.
( slowly ):
Better than UltraLord?
Your words are strange
and confusing.
Well, I'm not supposed
to reveal this...
but it is I myself!
You?
You?
You?
Yes, I am...
El Magnífico!
Well, uh... sure is
hot out here.
Can I get you some
water, Mr. Estevez?
I am
not dehydrated--
I am
El Magnífico!
Look, here's
a picture.
JIMMY:
Yeah.
Well, uh...
irrefutable
photographic evidence.
Now, about that water.
Come on, Dad!
If you're a superhero, prove it.
Let's see some powers.
I... um...
well, I, uh...
I'd be happy
to show you, uh...
tomorrow!
At noon.
Uh, I, uh...
I got to go.
Okay, that
was weird.
These should last
through my experiments.
( doorbell rings )
JIMMY:
Mr. Estevez?
Jimmy, please, I need your help.
You've got to give me
superpowers
by noon tomorrow
or my son will
despise me.
Sheen says you're
a science whiz,
so, please-- whiz!
Well, uh,
I'd love to help,
but giving you
superpowers
would go completely against
scientific protocol.
Please, Jimmy.
All any father wants
from his son is respect.
( Hugh screams )
HUGH:
It's okay, everybody,
just a little
pie-based accident.
How long can
meringue burn anyway?
Am I right?
I can understand a son wanting
to respect his father.
But Sheen's probably
already forgotten
you said that stuff.
( tires screeching )
( car horn honks )
Hey, Jimmy.
Your dad's running
in traffic again.
Oh, and I brought by
some paperwork.
Paperwork?
Yeah.
If my dad's
not really a superhero
and they toss him
in the loony bin,
I'd like your parents
to adopt me.
Sheen, I'm sure
your father isn't crazy.
Hmm, he could be
just a huge liar.
Either way,
I'm bracing myself
for the horrible
disappointment.
Well, see you at noon!
Please, Jimmy.
We'd better
get started.
( salsa music plays )
( banging loudly )
May I present
Retroville's greatest hero--
El Magnífico!
I feel... super!
JIMMY:
Okay, El Magnífico,
the school bus is teetering
on the edge of the cliff.
They need your help.
El Magnífico will put an end
to their teeter.
JIMMY:
The gravity gloves
are working!
Hi, Jimmy,
Mr. Estevez.
Wow, Mr. Estevez,
you look different.
Did you trim your moustache?
I am... El Magnífico!
I'm giving Sheen's dad
a super-powered suit
for 24 hours
so Sheen will
respect him more.
Uh, Carl,
would you step
to the side?
No, no,
the other way.
Carl, look out!
( screams )
Well, my new laser elbows
appear to function
properly.
Maybe I should
come along tomorrow
just to be safe.
Carl, I could use
your help.
( whimpering )
( chattering )
( Carl continues whimpering )
Uncover your
eyes, Carl.
You can't even see
where you're going!
( snake hisses, Carl screams )
Now, why was it so important
to go to the zoo again?
Uh... I thought
you should see the zebras,
uh, because it's...
striping season.
Okay, Carl...
( on earphone ):
we're almost ready
for the rendezvous
with El Magnífico.
Suit's at full power.
Mr. Estevez,
are you ready?
I know not this
Mr. Estevez, for I am...
El Magnífico!
Carl, open the gate.
( whispering ):
Right.
Ooh, look, Sheen,
that zebra's getting
ready to stripe.
What?
How can you tell?
Wait a minute, isn't
striping season in the spring?
Zebra-pede!
( screams )
Did someone say "zebra-pede"?
You should be careful, son,
zebras can be fierce
during striping season.
You have got superpowers!
( zebras stampeding )
Why didn't you show me
your powers before?
Superpowers are
like the giant clam--
giant and clam-like,
yet so very shy.
I don't understand...
but I like it!
Now activate
the chainsaw charge.
( saw buzzing )
Help! Danger!
This tree is about to fall
and crush us!
Man, this zoo is
edgy today.
Stand aside--
El Magnífico will save you
from this malevolent tree.
( wood chunks whistling )
My dad saved us
again!
He's the coolest!
I'm glad I'm able
to make you proud, son.
Proud? You're, like,
my total idol!
Mmm, what
about UltraLord?
Ultra who?
( both laughing )
CARL:
Help!
Danger!
Say, "The cart is running away,"
then take the brake off.
( on earphone ):
Can you hear me?
( Jimmy's signal breaking up )
( repeating broken-up message ):
The... art... unning... way...
JIMMY:
Oh, the signal's getting
electrical interference.
The... ignal.. etting...
ectrical... erence.
Hey, Dad, while
Carl goes crazy,
could I see
some more powers?
Why not? I'm feeling
quite peppy.
( screams )
Huh? Hey, where are they going?
That's not part of the plan!
Oh, no--
Mr. Estevez is depleting
the suit's batteries!
( duck quacking,
alligator snarling )
Hey, Dad, we can't let
that alligator eat
that
defenseless duck.
Right you are, son!
EL MAGNÍFICO:
Halt, vile reptile!
Face antigravity, scaly one.
Ay, ay, ay.
Having a little, uh,
technical difficulty.
Uh... uh, Dad?
You might want to fly us
out of here now.
Yes, of course.
( snarling )
Jimmy, help!
Come in, Jimmy!
Hey, what's going on here?
And why is Carl calling
his watch "Jimmy"?
Oh, um, well,
you see...
It's all right,
Carlos.
Son, I have something
to tell you.
Your friend Jimmy
made this suit for me.
I don't really have
the superpowers.
I pretended to be
El Magnífico
because I felt like
you loved UltraLord
more than me.
What? Don't be
silly, Dad.
I'll love you
with my dying breath--
which should be
in about 30 seconds!
( alligator snarling )
Wait a moment--
an air vent!
Oh, I'll never fit
through there.
We are not going to fit;
we are going...
to fight.
( snarling )
He's about your height,
dark hair
and, oh, yeah, covered
in armored metal plating.
So, Carl, Scary Beast
Distraction Plan number 87?
Okay.
( playing Hawaiian music )
Huh? Aha!
Here we are--
thermostat controls.
( string breaks, music stops )
( snarling )
Must A flat always
spell our doom?!
( snarling, boys scream )
This should make
a passable
compression accelerator.
Security!
We have an unauthorized
alligator feeding!
Here you go, beast.
Feel the climate-altering
power of...
air conditioning!
( snarling )
( snoring )
Air conditioning has certainly
made this environment more...
pleasant.
Wow!
Dad, you stopped
the gator
using just your
regular powers!
That was brilliant, Mr. E.!
Yes.
Vicious, cold-blooded
reptiles aren't so tough
when they lose
their body heat.
You learn that
in air-conditioning school.
I'm just sorry
I put you both in danger.
No, I thank you, Jimmy,
for helping me compete
with UltraLord.
UltraLord may be
a superhero,
but you're
a super dad!
Thank you, son.
Come, young ones,
the ice cream is on...
El Magnífico!
CARL:
Aah, don't stomp on me!
Aah, the zebra...
Carl, that bit is over,
give it a rest.
( Carl screams,
zebras stampeding )
Hello, Retroville.
William Willoughby here
at the annual pet show
with my co-host,
Corky Shimatzu.
Crazy, crazy, crazy!
I am super-wild excited
to be here and see
who will be the next
pet superstar.
Ooh, there's
sassy Cindy Vortex
and her English
bulldog Humphrey.
You're the dog,
you're the dog.
And, oh, my...
there's the super-brainy
Jimmy Neutron
and the shiny Goddard.
Fuse check, Goddard.
( whirring and barking )
Oh, the tension
is unbearable.
Let's kick things off
with Retroville's
favorite bully boy,
Mr. Butch Mikauski.
This is my Japanese
fighting fish, Yoko.
Very impressive, Butch.
One question:
Shouldn't he be in the water?
( gasping )
I'll be right back.
Me next, me next!
Say hello to Tito,
the dancing worm!
Watch closely
as he does the twist,
the macarena
and the funky chicken.
This worm
is not moving.
He's taking a nap.
He was up late
last night rehearsing.
There he goes.
Dance, Tito, dance!
Nice try, Sheen.
Next!
Wait, keep watching!
He's going to turn
into a butterfly
or an eagle or something.
Hi.
This is my pet llama.
TOY:
I'm Larry the llama,
and I love you.
Shh... not here,
Larry.
Wheezer,
it's just a toy.
No, it's not.
I've raised him
since he was only...
( gasps )
TOY:
You're my best friend.
( screaming )
As I was saying...
( goat bleats )
It's Bolbi time.
Bolbi win contest with
Yuri the musical goat.
Five, eight,
two, 12...
( playing lyrical song )
( starts playing off-key )
( sneezes loudly )
Ow, my eyes!
I'm winning
this contest,
Neutron.
Yeah, you're a cinch
to take "Most Boring
Pet of the Year."
SHIMATZU:
Cindy Vortex,
show us your
super-crazy pooch.
Humphrey, sit.
Roll over.
Speak.
( growls )
Wow, never seen a dog
do that before.
Sing!
Sing?
( singing jazzy tune )
( crowd murmuring
appreciatively )
( tearfully ):
That was my mother's
favorite song.
Incredible!
How will the one
called Jimmy Neutron
follow that canine classic?
Goddard, play.
( keyboard playing
up-tempo tune )
Sit.
Roll over.
( crowd cheering )
No contest!
The best pet award goes
to Goddard and his owner,
Jimmy Neutron.
( crowd cheering )
Wait a minute--
stop the proceedings.
He can't win.
Goddard's a robot.
It's a pet show.
Goddard's my pet.
Pets are animals.
Goddard's just a fancy machine.
Like Larry the llama?
TOY:
Let's have tea
in my room.
Shh...
Willy, consult
rule book
while I dazzle
everyone
with my newly
whitened teeth.
( whines )
Robot dog...
( whirring )
( barking )
( whining )
Ah! Rule 27-J:
"Robot dogs are not considered
real pets."
Goddard is disqualified.
The winner is Cindy Vortex
and her dog, Humphrey.
( sighs disappointedly )
Don't take this
the wrong way, Neutron,
but ha!
In your face!
Ooh, that stings.
Jimmy Neutron is now
feeling super-shame.
JIMMY:
Don't worry, Goddard.
It was just a stupid
pet show trophy.
But, Jimmy, it was
big and shiny,
and it represented
all that's good
in the universe.
( whining )
Sheen, don't make
Goddard feel bad.
It's not his fault
he's not a real dog
so he couldn't win
that cool trophy.
Jimmy, we'd love
to console you
in this time
of great disappointment,
but Cindy's throwing
a party to celebrate!
( rock music playing )
BUTCH:
Hey, Neutron.
This would be yours
if you had a real dog!
( whimpering )
Come on over, Jimmy.
This party's a b*mb!
She's got
little wieners.
And a real dog!
CINDY ( echoing ):
Can't win.
Goddard's a robot.
BUTCH:
This would be yours
if you had a real dog!
WILLOUGHBY:
Robot dogs are not considered
real pets.
CINDY:
Pets are animals.
Goddard's just a fancy machine.
WILLOUGHBY:
Not a real dog...
Not a real dog...
Not a real dog...
( Goddard whimpering )
WILLOUGHBY:
Not a real dog...
Not a real dog...
Not a real dog...
( whimpering )
( rooster crowing )
( yawning )
Hey, Goddard, do
you want to go...
Huh?
He left me a note
in binary code.
I'd better translate.
He ran away!
Access Goddard tracking device.
( shouts )
He decommissioned
his tracking device.
Goddard!
( sniffing )
( whimpering )
( yelping )
Hey, awesome dog.
Go get it!
Evil walks among us!
( whining )
( giggling )
Doggie.
Go, doggie, go!
( barks )
Oh, my baby!
Help, please!
( baby crying )
Here, Goddard,
Goddard, Goddard.
Here, Goddard.
YURI:
Ow, my eyes!
Jimmy, Jimmy...
there he is!
That's a tree.
Sorry.
Oh, there he is!
That's another tree.
There he...
No... that's a tree.
That's Miss Fowl!
Hmm... maybe
that optometrist was right.
We've got to find Goddard before
something bad happens to him.
Like what?
I don't even want
to think about it.
I do.
He could be blown up, or turned
into a monster robot,
or sold for spare parts, or...
JIMMY:
Sheen!
SHEEN:
What?
My poor baby's up there
on that wild robot dog!
You put your baby
on a wild robot dog?
You're going down, Mama.
I didn't put him on it.
The dog grabbed
my baby!
All right, calm down.
I'll call the air force and
we'll blow him out of the sky.
You can't do that.
My baby's on that thing.
Boy, there's just no
pleasing you, is there?
( Goddard barking )
Yay, doggie!
My baby!
Gee, that looked
kind of neat.
Me next,
me next!
Officer, that monster
must be destroyed.
( whining )
Oh, I don't get to have any fun.
I think I can track
Goddard sonically
by locking in
on his sonar band frequency.
I was just going
to suggest that.
Do you know what
he's talking about?
Never do, never will.
But Daddy wouldn't
let me have a dog.
( crashing )
So, what kind of
music do you like?
I've got hip hop,
jazz, show tunes.
( whimpering )
Blues? You got it.
( tires screeching )
( blues playing over radio )
Got a mad dog
for you, Pitts.
Need to put him,
uh... d-o-w-n-e.
That isn't a dog, it's a robot.
Take him to the recycling plant.
And where exactly
would that be?
( Goddard whimpering )
Aw, don't feel bad.
Why, you might be turned
into a soda can,
and someday I may
drink out of you.
Tail up,
straighten your back,
less drooling!
Don't make Mama mad.
Pet of the year.
Isn't he perfect?
( yowling )
( barking fiercely )
Humphrey, no!
Huh?
( rock music playing )
Oh, no!
It's Goddard!
Rescue mode!
Hey!
Looks like my fancy machine
saved your life, Vortex.
Uh, Neutron, I hate to say
this, but I... but...
What? "Thanks for
inventing an amazing dog"?
"Goddard's the coolest pet
in the world"?
"I'm bitter and unhappy
unless others are suffering"?
Stop me when you hear
something you like.
Never mind.
Come on,
you mangy mutt.
( Humphrey growling )
Ooh, ooh, there he is.
I found him.
Hey, everybody, here's
Goddard, right here.
Look!
For extraordinary courage
in saving the life
of the annoying blond girl,
I award the Retroville
Trophy of Honor to...
Goddard...
a true hero,
a true pet
and, consarn it,
a true dog.
( cheering )
Hey, Tito just
saved my life.
Can I get
a trophy, too?
You're way
too near me.
Bolbi make Yuri play
celebration song.
Kick it, Yuri.
( playing song )
( sneezes )
Ow, my eyes!
Okay, this isn't funny anymore.
Not that it was funny before.
All right, maybe the first time,
but much less so
the second time,
and now it's really getting
tiresome and very painful.
Hola, soy Pablo.
JIMMY:
Got to blast!
03x19 - El Magnifico/Best in Show
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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.