01x17 - Sack att*ck/SAY AHHH-CHOO

[bunniefuu]

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♪ Three! ♪

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♪ One, two, three! ♪

Morning, Professor!

Oooh, is that

a Bargathian Barking Scorpion?!

An alien supernova

in a tasteful

crystal ball!

Are those globules

of Megamucazoid barf?

[Professor]

That's my lunch!

What happens

if I turn this on?

No-no-no!

That's an extremely

powerful magnet!

One of the strongest

known to man.

These are for

the senior class,

and thusly belong in

the "Seniors' Supply Closet,"

which you are not yet

mature enough to access.

I'm afraid not.

Uh, I'm very mature.

I was born toilet-trained,

wiping front to back.

Front to back, every time,

never missing.

Front to back.

And I'm so mature

my chest hair clogs the toilet.

[British accent]

And I'm so mature

that I look like this

and speak like this.

Yes, very good.

Now don't forget your projects

on what we can do

to keep

our universe clean

are due today.

Like using this

simple litter grabber.

Oh, please do allow me

to demonstrate!

I've been grabbing litter

since I was just a wee--

[Professor screams]

That was a fun class...

right, guys?

Boring.

The only fun part was Mybad

putting out the fire out

with his lab coat.

Ahh!

Put it out!

Put it out!

Still fun!

You know what would

be really fun?

-Galaxy peace.

-Cake for breakfast!

If we were seniors.

Then we could use the neat stuff

in that closet.

Way ahead of ya, bud.

First we'll need to be taller,

which is why I'm wearing

these new elevator shoes.

Fourth floor please.

[computer voice]

Fourth floor: housewares.

Age is a state of mind.

The more mature you act,

the older you seem.

[gasps]

Or you get a beard!

[sneezes]

Okay...

Or maybe just a moustache.

We have to create something

just as advanced as the seniors.

[Kirbie]

Then Mybad will know

we're mature enough

to access the closet too!

But what can we make?

Put it out!

Put it out, put it out!

I've got it!

[Burt]

Wait!

-Yay!

-We have lift off!

Breakfast cake!

[Herby]

Fellow class...

fellows,

it's my sophisticated

pleasure to introduce--

OW!

From our very,

very old souls...

The Suck Sack.

A more mature

litter grabber.

Less litter in the world

means less litter

in our minds.

A-hem... A-hem...

Forgetting something?

[Herby]

Perfect. Now, observe.

Mmm impressive, yes!

But, uh, where does

the garbage go?

Eh, who cares?

Ah! My hat made of hair!

I'm sure it's in

a better place now.

Let's go clean up the school!

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This is awesome!

Not only will we

get permission

to use the senior

closet stuff,

but we're gonna be heroes too!

And along with

the dust bunnies,

we're clearing away

so much negative energy!

Enough of those filthy,

karmic skeletons in our closet.

Instead of washing

my face tonight,

I'm gonna use this

to suck the dirt off.

Huh?

Whoa!

Yeah, I'm still washing

my face with it.

Attention students.

Whomever is responsible for

removing the school property

better have it put back,

and soon,

or they'll be suspended...

for life.

[all gasp]

Relax, he doesn't

know it's us.

I'm talking to you

Herby, Kirbie and Burt!

Oh no.

How are we ever gonna

get that stuff back?

There's only one thing to do.

We must suck...

the suck sack!

Great idea!

But what does it mean?

Uh... I don't know.

But better idea!

I'm going in.

So I can keep it going?

Yup.

Whoa, whoa, wait!

You can't!

Hold on, Herby!

I've gotcha--

Herby?

Kirbie? Hello?

Wow

look at all the cool colours

I just threw up in my mouth.

[laughs]

It's the school's stuff!

We're not gonna be

suspended for life!

Yeah, now all we gotta do

is figure out a way

to get it all back...

-Burt?

-Burt!

He must be freaking out...

Hey, let's build a ladder up

there with all this stuff!

Close...

Closer...

Not as close...

Even less close...

Hey!

You stop that!

[both scream]

Who are you?

They call me Big Carl.

Mostly 'cuz that's my name.

And this here's Bingo.

Now what in the what 'n such

are you doin'

tryin' to steal my valuables?!

Well, this stuff

belongs to our school,

and we're here

to take it back!

[laughs]

Ain't nothin' gettin' back.

What comes through

that there portal

becomes my merchandise.

This here

is 'Big Carl's

Intergalactic Junk Emporium','

and y'all is trespassin'.

Yeah, but uh,

who'd wanna buy a bunch

of crummy old

school furniture anyway?

That'd be no one.

But I got a lot

of hungry customers

who would love

to have you twos for dinner.

Well, I am a wonderful guest.

Pithy small talk,

humorous anecdotes,

and part-time

moustache enthusiast.

Herby...

He means customers who

want to eat us for dinner.

[all growl]

Well, I am quite delish--

What?

Bingo, you see to it

that these walkin' finger foods

stay put while I hold

an auction for

the highest bidder.

[chuckles]

Don't settle for

anything but top dollar!

[growls]

Hey, hey there, big fella.

Herby be careful!

AHH!

He tried to make

my hand an appetizer!

We have to get out of here

before we're dog food!

[laughs]

Oh, I'm a pet

whisperer, silly.

Bingo's just a sweet,

misunderstood creature

looking for kindness.

Awww...

Good fello--

[screams]

I'll look for stuff

that might help us get back.

[screams]

Okay, now all

I have to do is--

Burt!

Where are your fellow

shenaniganeers?

They're, um,

getting the school

property back?

They better be

or it's Suspension City,

population you three.

Herby! Kirb--

Ahh!

[screams]

Bingo!

No, not you.

Kirbie, this could

be our ride home...

if we could somehow

get in touch with Burt.

Herby!

Kirbie!

It's like he's

with us right now.

Look up!

Burt! Come back!

I have a plan!

Quick, help me load up

the school property.

-Burt!

-Yeah?

-Go...

-Yeah?

-Get...

-Yeah?

-Mybad's...

-Yeah?

-Super powerful...

-Yeah?

Magnet and wait for us!

Yeah!

[screams]

[chuckles]

I'm back and I brought

the winning appetites!

There's four of them,

if you count their

extra stomachs.

[growls]

[screams]

Mybad said this closet

is only for seniors...

ah well.

Magnet... Magnet...

Oh, hey, hi, little fella!

Aren't you

just the cutest little...

Nope.

Can't get distracted.

Magnet...

Magnet...

Oh, magnet!

[Herby]

Aw... C'mon!

Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Yeah!

Quick! Quick!

Let's get out of here.

Aye aye, captain!

Full speed ahead.

[both growl]

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[gasping]

Come on, Burt!

Ahh!

[pained grunts]

[screams]

[both scream]

[screaming]

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[all cheer]

In light of the fact

that Herby, Kirbie, and Burt

accessed the senior

supply closet

without permission

and in doing so

created

a tri-dimensional vortex,

I've decided to...

grant them access

to the closet!

Yes!

Well? What have you

got to say about that?

Students?

Hello?

Not interested.

Yeah, this is more fun.

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[gibberish]

The trophy for

not being found

in our ferocious annual game

of "Hide And Not Be Found,"

goes to...

[gasps]

[nervous laughter]

[gasps]

Me!

[hums fanfare]

Boo-yah!

Where were you hiding?

We looked everywhere!

[shivering]

[gasps]

Gotcha!

[shivering]

Wow, you survived

two whole weeks

on ice cream alone?!

Two weeks?

Sheesh!

That's the longest

I've ever been in a freezer.

You know, I should probably--

[sneezes]

Are you sick?

You're sick!

Don't worry.

Doctor Kirbie

will find a cure.

[grunts]

Stupid cold.

Why do they think

they're too good for me?!

Burt, you should be happy

you've never had

a cold in your life.

Happy? Why?

Because I've

never experienced

the searing warmth

of a spiking fever?

Is it hot in here

or just hot in here?

Never had a runny nose?

Tasted the dripping

boogers on my lip?

Never been able to

glare at someone

and say,

'You make me sick!'

because I don't know

what it means!

[sneezes]

Show off.

Burt!

Herby's a mess!

Don't worry, bro.

The galaxy has many cures.

Just leave it

to Doctor Kirbie.

Think there's something

that'll get me sick out there?

I dunno why you'd want to,

but yes I do, Burt.

Yes I do.

Burt!

[sneezes]

According to my trusty book,

there should be an all-curing

plant on this planet

that will fix what ails ya...

There it is!

Oh, good.

I'm so glad 'cause--

Is it working?

I feel tingly...

but not in a good way.

Hmm. That's odd.

I don't get it.

The book says eating the plant

should cure everything.

Cause for failure

often due to allergic rea--

Aaaaaa-uh oh, heh.

Ummm, let's try

something else!

This healing hole

should do the trick!

[screams]

Moving on.

[tribal chanting]

Okay, Kirbie.

Time to show me what you got.

I'm going to b*at

the sickness out of you!

With a healing drum circle.

[grunting]

Don't worry!

They look like professionals!

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Uh, Kirbie?

[gasps]

[both screaming]

[sneezes]

[humming]

[Kirbie] Okay, so we all

know an apple a day

keeps the doctor away,

so I'm going to transfer

the nutrients of this apple

into your brain.

Then voilà!

You're cured.

Uh, I could just eat the app--

Hit it, Burt!

[pained groans]

Is it working?

It's gotta be working.

Is it working?

How about now?

Burt, no!

If this apple can

transfer a cure to Herby,

then Herby can

transfer a flu to Burt!

[pained groans]

[loud electric shocks]

Herby!

[Burt]

Herby!

Oh my sweet,

sweet, Herby!

You left us too soon.

He was... He was...

He was a really great friend

and his aura

shone like a star.

And if he were here now,

I would hug him,

and I would hold him,

and I'd tell him

all of the things

I never had

the chance to before he...

Before he--

[sneezes]

[all gasp]

Ah! Zombie!

Herby you're alive!

Oh, hey, friend!

I escaped from

the hurty machine

and then fell asleep

in the locker.

[sneezes]

Herby, I hereby

order you to bed rest

before you infect

the other students.

Ugh!

The luck of the sick!

Being ordered to nap?

As if!

Burt, having a cold isn't fun.

It's not something you want.

[various sneezes]

[all sneezing]

[sneezes]

It's an outbreak!

Everyone for themselves!

[all screaming and sneezing]

[gasps]

Get your own bubble!

Stay calm and do not panic!

I mean, yes,

pretty much every plague

that wiped out entire galaxies

started with a small,

innocent sneeze,

but uh--

Huh. Okay.

Your panic is justified!

[all scream]

This school

is officially quarantined!

[groans]

[evil laughing]

Whoa.

That is one mean cold.

The entire school is sick,

so where's my flu?!

Wait, what?

It couldn't have

spread that fast!

[all groaning]

[Col. Cork]

Attention students.

The news of our outbreak

has reached the earth.

If the cure isn't

found in five hours,

they will release the Academy

into space forever.

Oh and milk shake Monday

is now cancelled.

Milk Shake Mondays?

No!

Hurry up and find a cure you--

Ahh!

[Computer voice]

Recalculation.

Five minutes

to Academy release.

We have five minutes

to find the cure.

I believe in us!

[sneezes]

Oh no, I've caught it!

Gimme, gimme!

[both sneezing]

I need that snot!

[sneezes]

[Kirbie sneezes]

Burt, STOP!

We need to focus

on finding the cure!

The cure?!

Oh, it's too late for that!

And if I'm gonna sail off

into the darkness

of space forever,

I at least wanna be sick!

[gasps]

No! I need! That!

For! Testing!

Give! It! To! Me!

[expl*si*n]

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Wait.

Do you know what this means?

-We're doomed?

-Peanut butter fire truck?

It's Burt's sweat!

He's never been sick!

Aww, stop rubbing it in.

Your sweat is the cure!

Okay, yeah, this is

gonna be more disgusting

than that time

you ate the waffle

we found in the litter box.

Heh heh.

Yeah, memories are fun.

Anyway, uh, today you're

taking one for the team!

Open wide...

[crashes and screams]

[both gasp]

Boo yah!

I... I feel better!

You two did it!

Do you know what this means?

Does it involve

a fire truck

and or peanut butter?

No...

We can start

curing the Academy!

Amigonauts,

let's go save our school!

[computer voice]

Sixty seconds to release.

Oh, right, that.

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[strange crashes and screams]

[all gasp]

Burt, we're gonna need

your heaviest dose!

One heavy dose, comin' up!

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[gagging]

[computer voice]

Systems perceive

virus no longer a thr*at.

Countdown stopped.

[all cheer]

[Herby]

Burt, we love you!

[laughs]

I did it!

I got sick!

[groans]

Is this what it feels like?

Hey, what about Donnie?

[quiet groaning]

[sneezes]

I will not drink your sweat!

Open wide!

[gargles]

[screams]

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