01x07 - Growing Pains

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Max: Okay, last one to the RV section is a rotten egg.

[ Whistling ]

Redecorating the Rustbucket is so exciting.

So bouncy!

Eh, not a trampoline, Ben.

Let's get to the RV section.

No, thanks.

Bouncy! Bouncy! Bouncy!

Oh, man. What a baby.

Say that to my face!

Ba-by!

Ba--

Okay, yeah, this is fun!

Kids, I said, "Not a trampoline."

[ Cooing ]

Wait. I-Is that a baby?

Where's its parents?

And what's with the security guard hat?

Salt fish licorice sticks!

Last one there needs their nappy changed!

Hey, hey, hold up!

Ugh. "Take the kids across the country," they said.

"Ooh, it'll be fun," they said.

Both: Baby, baby, baby, baby!

Baby!

Yeah, I already said "baby."

No -- baby!

[ Cooing ]

Time to accelerate.

[ Laughs ] Gotcha!

Glasses?

Seem kinda big on ya, buddy.

Nice grab.

Now watch me grab that licorice!

[ Cooing ]

One pack of the salt fish licorice sticks, please!

That'll be $..

Wah!

XLR doesn't have pockets!

Gwen has pockets.

One, please.

And my friend might need his nappy changed.

Yooooooou.

[ Crash ]

Hmm. Well, this pillow looks fine.

Oh, but this one might be more comfortable.

Ah, wish the kids were here to ask.

[ Babies crying ] Uh...you know,

people really should keep a better eye on their babies.

Hey, kids, which cushion would you rather have

in the Rustbucket?

[ Both grunting ]

[ Both laugh nervously ]

Max: They have a really fun place for babies in this store,

and it's called daycare. [ Wailing ]

You can stay here while I shop the camping gear.

Aw, no fair! Aw, don't leave us here!

Don't leave us here!

We're not babies! We're not babies!

Waaaa!Waaaa!

[ British accent ] Yes, right there. Perfect!

You two are such good boys.

Know that nanny appreciates your perfect manners.

Manners are so important.

Hey, are you in charge of this Kiddy-land?

Oh, my, who do we have here?

My grandkids. They've been rowdy all day.

They could use some cooldown time

if you, uh, don't mind watching them.

Not at all!

Don't slouch, dearie.

Just leave everything to me.

They'll be like whole new children when you get back.

And we'll begin with a lovely little story time.

Sounds perfect.

Best behavior, kids!

Ben, no alien stuff.

Back in a few!

You children are in for a treat.

This is my favorite story.

And if you pay strict attention, you may just learn something.

Hey! What gives?!

Silence, children.

It's time for an amazing story -- mine.

Many years ago, there lived a proper young biochemist.

Her peers had very poor upbringings indeed.

They ridiculed her brilliant scientific notions as foolish.

But she didn't let their rudeness stop her pursuits.

She devised a miraculous powder

that would turn ill-mannered and impolite alike

back into their purer, younger state,

primed for re-education in her special finishing schools.

Soon, everyone could be transformed

into respectful, responsible young children.

And the world could begin a new era of good manners,

all courtesy of me, the Nanny of Nicety!

[ Gnawing ]

More like Nanny Nightmare!

It is very...rude to interrupt!

But if you're such a brilliant scientist,

why are you working the babysitting room

in the furniture megastore?

Wouldn't you know it?

These emporiums have just the sort of tiny, little screw

I need to build my superweapon!

Superweapon?!Superweapon?!

Of course.

I have to distribute my regressive baby powder

evenly over the entire city, don't I?

You're bonkers!

Hey, uh, tryin' to find the kitchen stuff?

This place is like a maze.

W-Wait, why are those kids chained up?

My dear boy,

let Nanny help you find your way.

[ Crying ] There -- much more agreeable.

Now run along and play, young man.

I have a world to change.

No!No!

Those noises -- very disagreeable.

Your slates are awfully dirty, darlings.

Why don't I make them blank for you?

[ Baby voice ] Baby!

[ Baby voice ] It's not time to start all that again, Gwen. We --

No -- baby!

Oh, my gosh! We're babies!

Hmm. More toddler than baby.

I'll have to look into my powder formula.

Still, you're quite manageable now.

Oh, boys.

Do get these little ones out of the way.

Nanny has a populace to transform.

[ Both yelp ]

Thank you.

Time to work the forearm. [four arm]

[ Yells ]

Aw! So cute!

Hey! He looks different.

Grr! Man, these baby legs are short!

Get in that car!

Ow!

[ Grunting ]

Just a toy car!

Hey, get back here!

Just steer!

[ Yelps ]

[ Grunts ]

They're gaining on us!

[ Grunting ]

Ow! Yow!

Wah!

Go around it!

The steering wheel's not connected to anything!

It's just a toy car!

That must be why we don't need seatbelts.

All right! Nothing some punches can't fix!

-Wah! -Ahh!

[ Chuckles ] Ball room.

Waah! More babies!

[ Muffled yell ]

Where'd they go?

Oof!

Ben! Don't throw babies!

Look -- a skylight!

And outside is that powder g*n Nanny was talking about.

We gotta stop her!

[ Cooing ] Quick!

Toss me up!

Allez-oop!

Whoooooooooa!

[ Grunting ]

[ Crunch ]

[ Shouts ]

Unh!

[ Grunting ]

[ Strained ] You're too...heavy!

Uh, yup, that's better.

Children are not allowed on the roof.

But since you're already here, it would be rude of me

not to show you my marvelous creation firsthand.

Adorable, isn't it?

I'm sorry I don't have time to play, sweetlings.

But Nanny still has adjustments to make

before she finally fixes the entire world!

Gwen: We have to stop her!

Don't worry. I got this.

Hey, Nanny Nightmare!

[ Snorts ]

[ Burps ]

Repugnant!

How dare you?!

[ Burping ]

Stop that this instant!

[ Belches ]

Were you raised in a...

[ Burping ] ...barn?

Insolent!

I'll teach you, you disgusting little troll!

[ Laughs ] Super gross, Ben.

Good job.

And when I'm done, I --

[ Grunting ]

Whoa!

I don't have time for this.

I have a whole city to transform!

Playtime's over, Ben.

We have to do something to that powder cannon -- fast!

Somebody needs a nap,

and I know just the alien to give it to her.

Aww! Baby Upgwade!

Upgrade's on it.

[ Computerized buzzing ]

Gwen, I need help!

What should I do?

[ Groans ]

You're...too...small!

Got it!

Initiate firing sequence.

All right, world, back to the nursery with you.

Don't know how this thing works, but I'm gonna try to reverse it.

[ Beeping ]

[ w*apon powers up ]

[ w*apon powers down ]

What?! What have you done to my glorious machine?!

It's supposed to be aimed at the city!

And the dust -- It's the wrong color!

What?!

[ Coughs ]

[ Babies cooing ]

[ Normal voice ] Oh, good. We're back to normal size.

What have you done to my machine?!

[ Normal voice ] More like what did it do to your face? You're old.

It's not proper to comment on the age of an elder.

You've pulled your last prank, you whelps.

[ Crack ] Ohh! My back!

[ Screams ]

You reversed my de-aging powder!

Sure did.

And now even your wrinkles have wrinkles.

Ooh, face!

Yeah, pretty proud of that one.

You've ruined everything, you brats!

[ Screams ]

[ All grumbling ]

This isn't over yet!

My back!

I'll get you yet!

Oh! My knee!

Done and done!Done and done!

No!

How can you arrest an older woman?

Or her old-ish lackeys?

I need a nap.

You can nap in prison, grandpas.

Wait, if <span tts:fontStyle="italic">they're </span>old...

Then what about Grandpa Max?!

He was already super-old!

[ Both panting and screaming ]

We're too late!

[ Voice breaking ] He's just a pile of dust!

Oh. Wow.

I must have dozed off in that tent.

Hey, kids, did --

Grandpa! Grandpa!

[ Both babbling ]

Wow. You kids are so well behaved.

You know, I should leave you with a nanny more often.

We won't do anything ever again! No, Grandpa, don't!

Whatever it is!

[ Chuckling ] All right, all right.

You don't have to be babies about it.

Geez.

[ Beep ] Hey, all my loyal fans,

today I'm going to be taking requests for alien stunts.

You ask for an alien, any alien, and you got it.

First up -- cousin Gwen.

Huh? What? Hit me.

I don't know. Upgrade the AC.

Coming right up.

[ Computerized buzzing ]

[ Screams ]

AC upgrade -- snow problem. [no]

Ugh!

Time to throw stuff.