01x11 - Rainy Days & Sundaes/Zine Dreams

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♪ We are riders on a mission ♪

♪ Action kids in play position. ♪

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♪ We are riders on a mission ♪

♪ Action kids in fun condition. ♪

Prepare to count down.

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Otto: Come on! Is that all you've got?

Can it, Rocketboy! I'm going as fast as I can.

You better swim faster than that.

Remember what happened

in last year's junior triathlon?

Don't remind me.

Bike race, no problem-o.

Otto.

K road race, no problem-o.

Otto!

But the long-distance swim, crash-o, burn-o, lame-o.

[Sighs] Are you going to help me train

or are you just going to tweak me about last year?

I'm training. It's called motivation.

Not my fault you blew it last year.

[Groans] You're so toast. [Grunts]

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Mmm, mackerel-limburger taco.

Thank you, Tito.

[Groans]

[All coughing]

[Panting] Must escape the smell.

You should be peddling, not smelling.

[Whistle blows]

Let's go!

Raise those knees, pump those arms.

You're going to let me b*at you?

Move it!

I'm not being too harsh, am I?

[Panting]

Best time yet.

If I can just keep training,

I'll win the triathlon, for sure.

Aren't you going a little overboard

with this training thing?

I'm going to win this triathlon

and nothing's going to get in my way.

[Thunder]

Aw, man!

I'm supposed to be out there training today.

The triathlon is important to me.

I have to train if I want to win.

And I want to win bad.

[Volume increases]

Hello?

Are you guys even listening?

Uh-oh! I think we've got a real problem here.

What's that, dude?

Volume's all the way up on the T.V.

and I can still hear Reg.

Oh, yeah?

Twister and Otto: Hey!

It was a tired flick, anyway.

Time for some grinding.

Most excellent!

Chocolate syrup, industrial-size!

[Scatting]

Whoo-hoo! Yeah.

[Scatting continues]

Ooh! Huh?

[Grunting]

What the...

[Thud ]

Hey!

Hyah!

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

[Grunts, groans]

Man, chocolate.

Reg! Twist! Want some dessert?

Whoa! Whoa!

[Laughter, screaming]

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Rocketboy, this was an awesome idea.

Good thing I was hungry, huh?

Okay, Otto, this is your last chance.

You're nine cans down, and you need a strike to win.

I'm going to need more sliding.

This should help.

Great placement, Rocketgirl.

Yoo-hoo!

[Thunder]

I think I smell one of my mackerel-limburger tacos.

Huh?

We're busted!

It's Raymundo!

Dad's not supposed to be home for three hours.

Oh, man, I just got off my probation on Tuesday.

I'm so toast.

No, no, no, no. I can't get caught.

Hey, kids!

Yoo-hoo! Whoa!

Whoa!Whoa!

Ow.

Nice split!

Dad: Look at this mess! What is going on here?

Not much, Raymundo. How's it going for you?

Gee, Dad, we were...

We were, um, well...

You're not going to believe this, but...

there was this big leak in the syrup bottle, see?

Big leak, huh?

Tastes like a big lie.

That is the lamest excuse I've ever heard.

Uh, actually...

It fell through a hole in the ceiling?

I take that back.

Twister, your banned from the Rocket vicinity

until I say different.

And, Otto, you are grounded until further notice.

How come we're the only ones getting in trouble?

What about Re -- ow!

Because we were the only ones here making a mess, remember?

Just us.

Now get out of here.

[Sighs] I hate being the heavy.

Chocolate Syrup tells no lies.

Yeah, but I guess my little girl does.

Oh, uh, hi, Dad. When did you get home?

Oh, I've been back a while.

I was upstairs, um, taking a shower

upstairs in the -- in the -- in the shower place.

I've been cleaning up the chocolate flood

your brother and Twister set off in the kitchen.

They made a mess? In the kitchen?

Man, I don't believe it.

Gee, Dad, can I help you clean it up?

All done, Princess, but thanks.

You know, I'm just glad I have one kid

who knows right from wrong

and who would never, ever do something so stupid.

You mean me?

[Laughs] I mean, of course you mean me.

No, I'd never do something like that.

Dad, you can count on me.

Sure, sure.

Come on, Otto, I had to bail. I had no choice.

Had to?

You had to let Twister and me take all the heat?

You know how long I'm grounded for?

I knew Dad would ground me too if he caught me.

[Sighs] Thanks for not busting me.

Well, you're not going to bust me, are you?

Mmm, no.

At least not until the triathlon's over.

Thanks, Rocketboy.

Yeah, yeah.

Say hi to the outside world for me.

I'll be here staring at the wall.

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Dude, she totally ditched us!

Let her do the triathlon, Twist.

She's been training all year.

Yeah, well, I don't know what to do with myself.

I'm going crazy here.

It's like prison!

How long have you been up for?

Four minutes!

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So, Dad freaked out at Twister and Otto,

and I knew I couldn't get caught.

It doesn't seem real fair to them.

But I guess it was just bad luck, right?

I guess.

Come on, Sam, I'm supposed to be training.

Okay, but go easy.

I only have four heart valves.

Whoa!

Help! How do I turn this wave around?

[Groans ]

[Sam sneezing]

I think I caught more than a wave in the water.

Achoo!

[Panting]

[Screams ]

Boy, they don't make bike seats like they used to, huh, Reg?

Sammy, this isn't working.

I mean, I know you're doing you best,

but I feel kind of guilty about Otto and Twister.

And all that wasted chocolate. [Sneezes]

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[Squeaking]

[Timer dings ]

Hi, Dad. Hi, Otto. Today's the big day.

Your big day, you mean.

I can't wait to bring home that trophy

so all three of us can decide where to put it.

That will be fun. Breakfast?

No, I don't want to swim on a full stomach.

I better just go.

You'll be there to root for me, right, Dad?

Not this time, Reg. Good luck.

Yeah, good luck, Rocketgirl.

Thanks, Rocketboy.

[Sighs]

Where's your cheering section, Little Rocket cuz?

They're all busy today, Tito.

Oh? I thought they'd all be here to root you on.

I mean, they all know how hard you worked, right?

Actually, none of them are here because of me.

Well, it's like the ancient Hawaiians always said.

[Sighs] Not the ancient Hawaiian's.

"The most important races are won in the ocean of the soul."

Good luck, Reggie.

Junior triathlon racers, to the starting line!

[Whistle blowing]

Way to go, little cuz.

You must have set a world record.

Is the race over already?

I dropped out of the race.

Dad, I was in the kitchen with Otto and Twister.

I bailed because I didn't want to be grounded

from the triathlon.

I wasn't sure you'd ever tell me.

You knew?

Funny thing about chocolate, makes a big mess.

Leave footprints everywhere.

So you knew all the time?

I was just waiting for you to come clean,

and you did.

I'm proud of you.

So, I guess all the guilt I've had to suffer through

has been punishment enough, right?

You're not getting off the hook that easily.

Since you kids like sundaes so much,

I thought you'd like to make them

for our customers at the shack.

Invasion!

Everybody grab a scooper!

[Crowd chattering]

Whoo! All right! Awesome!

[Sam panting]

Hey, you guys! Tired of eating our dust?

The squid doesn't get tired of eating anything.

[Laughter]

We can still catch those guys.

Come on, Sammy! We got to motor.

[Panting] I wish I had a motor.

Last one to the shack is the squid!

At least I'll keep my title.

[Otto laughing]

That does it! Come on, Sammy.

Guys, a little help here!

Guys! How about a push? [Groans]

Otto, watch it!

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa!

Yeah!

[Grunts ]

Reggie: Otto, I'm serious! Look where you're going.

Will you listen to me?

[Screams]

Whoa!

[Cat screeching]

[Laughter]

What happened, Reg, throw your back out?

Yeah! She's totally canned.

Hello? Can someone give me a hand?

Sorry, Reg.

Garbage isn't collected until Thursday.

Here you go, Reg.

Oh, keep it up, guys.

[Laughter]

"Otto, slow down."

"Watch where you're going."

Come on, you guys.

[Laughter]

Sam, please don't stick up for me.

No, Reg, it was totally cool.

I mean, you're always telling us what to do.

I am not.

You bark orders every chance you get.

I do not! Stop saying that.

Sounds like an order.

It was awesome to see you wipe out for once.

You guys better quit it.

I swear, if you don't lay off...

You'll what?

I've got a lot of dirt on you guys

and I've got the zine.

Get the picture?

The zine?

Twister, if we aren't nice to her

she's going to put us in the zine.

Like anybody reads all those words.

They just look at the pictures.

Let's get out of here.

Anybody for pizza?

[Laughter]

We'll see how many people read the zine

when I write about you children.

[Gasps]

Ugh!

What is it now?

Chill, Reg.

Sam told us you were still tweaked

so we came to say we're sorry.

You did?

Yeah, we were out of line.

We'll cool it next time.

That's it? No more ragging on me?

Come on! We said we're sorry.

We don't think you're lame-o.

Yeah? Okay, cool, thanks guys.

All: Woogety, woogety, woogety.

We got to bail.

Later. Much!

How's it going, Lame-o?

♪ Lame-o, lame-o! Hello, my name is Lame-o! ♪

I, Eddie, Prince of the Netherworld,

send greetings to you, Lame-o.

Lame-o!

Lame-o.

Lame-o.

All right! What is everyone's deal?

[Laughter]

Reggie?

Not now, Sammy

I've got to go ask those lame-o's

why everyone's calling me a lame-o.

Maybe it has something to do with this?

[Gasps]

Oh, they'll pay.

Reggie, you're scaring me.

They think they can pull immature little jokes on me

and get away with it?

Tell me how this sounds, Sherrie.

"Otto Rocket and Maurice Rodriguez

may think they're the bad boys of Rocket Beach

but baby boys is more like it."

Harsh!

"Otto still likes his baby toys

like his stuffed bear Mr. Timothy Tidwell."

Mega-harsh.

And Maurice still sleeps with a plastic bed liner,

just in case.

Oh, man, they'll never live this stuff down.

Put that photo in the scanner.

You're not going to actually

print that issue of the zine, are you?

It will totally humiliate those guys.

Why shouldn't I?

They say I'm always ordering them around.

At least what I said was true.

Well, um, you do give a lot of orders, Reg.

I do?

"Sherrie, put that photo in the scanner."

And that's not the first time.

"Give me that surfboard wax."

"Be at my house no later than :."

Okay, okay. Maybe you're right.

"Don't eat that, it's bad for you."

"Leave my brother alone."

You're going to go out of the house inthat?"

Okay!

The wipe out did sound pretty lame.

It kind of was.

Reggie, Sam the print man is here,

ready to boot it up!

I'll get it printed for her. That will cheer Reggie up.

Ooh!

Hey, Sammy! You're just in time.

Now, about that new issue...Don't even worry.

I had them printed and handed them out myself.

Here you go.

Handed them out? Oh, no, Sam!

This wasn't supposed to go out!

This issue totally trashes Otto and Twister.

Yeah, and your point is?

We've got to get them back. Come on!

[Laughter]

Tito tells me you gave Reggie a new nickname today.

New nickname?

Lame-o?

Ah, Raymundo, we were just joking.

Yeah, Dad!

She made the gnarliest wipeout right into some trash.

Now, wait a second, guys.

What is Rocket rule number one?

Don't get made, get even.

Never eat fries without ketchup?

No.

Treat others the way you would like to be treated.

I would like to be treated to fries with ketchup.

You don't see Reggie

pulling a prank on you just to get even, do you?

Hey, Otto!

Be sure to order a soda for Mr. Timothy Tidwell.

Huh?

Twister, there's a -year-old kid outside

who says he can whup you.

[Growls]

Mr. Timothy Tidwell?

My bed liner!

[Groaning]

Aah!

[Screaming]

That's a lot of Otto.

[Panting]

[Bell rings]

Check it out!

Ladies and gentlemen!

I don't know if you've seen the new zine...

Cut it out, Lars!

But we've got a real celebrity here.

Lars!

If you can believe it,

he was once actually smaller than he is now.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you the streaking shrimp.

Give me it! Come on! [Grunts]

Come on, Lars! Give me it!

[Laughter]

We all see Mr. Tushy.It's so cute.

I don't look like that much of a baby, do I?

Oh, gee! Look at the time. Call me later!

Hi, guys! How was your day?

Well, I saw a side of myself I don't normally see.

Okay, look, I wrote it while I was really mad

and it got printed by mistake.

I'm sorry.You're sorry?

I went from Rocketboy to Bare-Bottom-Boy.

You made fun of me, and you wouldn't stop

no matter how many times I asked you to.

We were only goofin'.

Yeah, it's not like we really think you're a lame-o.

Well, it's not like I really think you're immature.

What about me?

Well, it's not like I really think you're immature.

Okay, then. Huh?

Cool.

So let's just stop this before it gets any worse.

Sorry, Otto, but I've got to embarrass you one more time.

How else could you possibly embarrass me?

By winning a street race rematch -- Go!

No way, Rocketgirl!

Last one to the shack is a lame-o.

Fine by me! [Grunts]

That's okay.

Rocket rule number one-- never get mad.

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Lame-o! [Laughs]