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Lightning: Can you fix it, Chef?
(Sizzles, sparks splutter)
- Please say yes. Please!
- This air conditioner's pretty old,
but since it's the hottest day of the year,
it's time for me to show off my great handyman skills!
- How is hitting it with a hammer going to fix it?
- Trust me, there's nothing you can't fix
by hitting it with a hammer.
(Clangs, expl*si*n booms) Ohhhh! Ohh!
- (Laughs) Oh man!
It's too hot to laugh.
- Yeah, I'm sweating so bad I made a puddle.
Whoa! Whoaaaaaa! Aah! Oh!
- No problem, I'll be right back with Cool Down Plan B!
Wait here, and don't think about the blistering,
unrelenting, fire-like heat!
Maybe play with your toys.
- I'll try playing with some dollies.
(Ominous music)
I'm sure this won't cause a lifetime of nightmares.
- Aah! The fire truck is on fire!
Who will they call to put it out?
Who?! (Sweat splashes)
Oh! Owen, I guess. Chef: Okay, kids!
Crowd around this fan,
while I go stir up some lemonade.
- Hey! - No pushing!
- Pleeease let me through! (Air horn blares)
- Order! Order!
We'll never survive this heat wave
unless we have rules!
I devised a system where we each get to stand
in front of the fan for . minutes,
hence the pie chart.
- I don't see any real pie! - It doesn't make sense to me.
- And since I came up with the plan...
I go first, and get a double turn!
- Your plan's shakier than a hog in stilettos!
How about the prettiest person goes first?
- How about the smartest?!
(Creaks, crashes)
- Aaaah! No! Don't you quit on me!
I'm not getting a breeze.
There's no breeze!
You k*lled him, and his sweet, sweet, three-speed
oscillating air circulation!
- This is Sugar's fault!
If she had just followed the rules,
- Rules are like raisin cookies.
People keep making 'em, but nobody wants 'em!
- I found a jug, but no lemon-eeee!
You broke my fan!
Okay. Okay. Outside. Now!
(All groaning)
- So hot...
- Huh?
- I'm gonna fill this wading pool with water,
and it'll be your own tiny little oasis!
I just need to go to the basement,
and turn on the water valve for the hose.
But no one touches the hose until I get back,
or else, got it?!
Good! Be right back.
(Wheel creaking) - Okay.
Now to get back outside, before--
whoa! I locked myself in!
(Rattles, thuds) Kids? Kiiiids!
(Slow drips)
- Ohhhh! I heard what Chef said,
but I can't wait no more! I say we fill the pool!
- (Gasps) - Here we go!
Raisin cookies is gonna lecture us with her fancy words!
- Your disparaging remark
regarding my comprehensive vocabulary only serves to--
- No one knows what you're saying!
Now this here pool needs filling.
I say we vote on it. - Fine!
All in favour of obeying the teacher,
thereby not tarnishing your school record,
raise a hand.
- All the best games got rules!
- I'm just airing out my pits.
- Okay, now who wants to disobey the teacher,
and have more fun than a heifer on a holiday
gettin' cool as a jewel in the pool!
- You had me at disobey.
- I'm in. - Sorry, Courtney.
- I like to do the right thing,
but it's boiling out here, and I'm wearing a toque.
- I think you should all reconsider your choice
before you- aaaaah!
(Roar of splashing water)
- Ahhh...
This is the life. Hey, Team Raisin!
You're missing out!
- Ughhhh! Team meeting!
Sugar will get us all in trouble
if we don't turn off that hose.
We need to come up with a plan.
- How about we-- - What if we--
- I said we, but I meant me. - Whoaaaaaaaa!
Phew! Gaaaaah...
- Owen! Shh! I'm thinking!
(Weak knocking) - Kiiiiii... aaah-ughh.
(Water drips plink)
Huh? What's that sound?
(Plink) - Uh oh!
A leaky pipe leads to a wet basement.
I better fix this! Oops, wrong tool.
Nothing a hammer can't fix! (Clangs) Ohh!
Courtney: Therefore, Newton's law,
string theory, quantum quark, parsecs,
and we win!
Come on, do I need to explain the plan again?!
- No. Because we'll never understand it.
- What if I just ask them nicely to stop using the hose?
- Great idea! - Oh, for sure that'll work.
I'm on it! - I wasn't being serious!
- Hello, Sugar. I don't mean to bother,
but I was hoping that we could talk about the hose.
- I'm listening.
- Huh. I guess sometimes being nice is all it takes.
(Water splashes)
- Which is why you should put down the hose so that Chef--
aww, it didn't work.
- I can't believe they did that!
You came in peace! That is it!
It's hero time!
- Please don't run off, and--
- Hey! Bam! - Ah! He's gone.
- You're like one of them lumpy desert donkeys!
Kids: (Chant) Harold!
- Can't hero without a little action music.
♪ Bah-de-de bah-de-de bah-bah-bah ♪
♪ Bah-de-de bah-de-de pow! ♪
Bang! Sha-bam! - (Gasps)
It's Lightning! Oh, he's going down!
(Splashing) - Zip-bah-de-de-pow!
Bang! Sha-waaaah!
Whoa! Oof! Eeeeeeee!
(Crash, splashes)
- Lights out, Lightning!
- We can't compete with that hose.
- He's right, Courtney. It's over.
- No, it's not over!
Chef put me in charge of seized contraband,
so I know where the confiscated water blasters are.
- But isn't that-- - Let's move!
(Buttons beep, door whirs open)
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- We ready?
- Affirmative. Ready to destroy!
I filled it with fizzy club soda balloons
for 'splody goodness!
- Oh yeah! Let's do this!
(Loud gurgle)
- Huh. Pool must have some kind of water jet feature
or...something.
Squirrel: (Laughs, chittering)
(Roaring splash)
- Get away from our pool party, you bushy-tailed hamster!
- You shouldn't mess with squirrels,
they hold a serious grudge.
- Squirrels is the least of my worries.
It's quiet out there.
Too quiet.
Jude, Harold, and Beth, get out there,
and find out what they're up to.
- Hai-yah! Hmm.
- You won't be back.
- Gaaaaaah! - (Whimpers)
(Rattling noises) - Oof!
(Courtney whistles)
(Laughing maniacally) - Aaah!
- If only there was some kind of tool
I could use to smash the door!
(Gasps) My hammer!
- What's taking them so long?!
- Ahh... tell my mother...
the broccoli under the sofa cushions...
isn't mine.
- Oh no!
- Ohhhh! - Ohhhhhh!
- Whoa! Duncan! Two pool crashers straight ahead!
- On it!
(Whirring)
(Thumps, whooshes)
(Thumps)
(Whooshes, splashes)
- Dang! He's good at bein' bad!
(Fighting thumps)
(Grunting)
(Whooshing)
- Why did you have to fill it with fizzy club soda?
Lightning, Owen, Duncan: Aaah!
- Guess it's just you and me now, Courtney.
But you can come out, I won't spray you.
Promise.
Yaaaaaaaah!
Hey! - Well, well.
Looks like you're "knot" gonna win this one.
- Oh no! Is what I'd say if I didn't have
Lightning's water blaster!
- Aaaaaah! - (Laughs maniacally)
(Roaring splashes)
- Yaaaaah! Gaaaaaah! Ha!
(Splashing)
(Creaking)
(Splats)
(Splashes, thuds)
Aaahhh...
- Ha ha! - Aaah!
- Haaaaah! (Glass shatters)
- I'm comin' for ya, Raisin Head!
(Splashing)
(Splats, clicking)
Aw, shucks. Empty.
- My turn!
- You might think that if I still couldn't do this!
(Light thud)
Waaaaaaah! (Water splats)
(Sliding squeak)
- There is nothing wrong with rules,
or raisin cookies!
Say it!
- (Scoffs) You ain't no better than me,
using confiscated water weapons.
We both wanted control over that hose.
And we both broke rules, and soaked a lot of kids
to get it. - You're right!
What good are rules if you need to break them,
to enforce them?
- We best get some towels, and clean up
all this water mess before Chef sees it.
(Creaking, groaning) What's that noise?
(Water rushes, all scream)
- (Splashes) Oh no!
I soaked the entire school!
- Yeah, um, you did.
- I bet some of the water even filled the pool outside.
- So remember, when the man from the insurance
company shows up, no one mentions the hammer.
Now let's take a dip in our pool.
(Gasps)
(Chittering, laughter)
Hey, now!
Shoo! Shoo! (Squirrels growl)
(Air hisses)
Oh! Aaaaah!
Urghh! Oof!
- Man, it's hot out here today.
Courtney: Yeah. Beth: Uh huh!
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03x13 - WaterHose-Five
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Series re-introduces some of the original "Total Drama" characters in an alternate universe where they are aged down from teenagers to toddlers, being taken care of by Chef Hatchet.
Series re-introduces some of the original "Total Drama" characters in an alternate universe where they are aged down from teenagers to toddlers, being taken care of by Chef Hatchet.