02x52 - Gimmick's Gizmos and Gadgets

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These are great
sandwiches, Grubby,

but they taste different
somehow.

Yeah, I ran out of roots.

I had to use
peanut butter and honey.

What luck!

Eh, I mean, "Oh, what a pity."

Uh, eh, uh, Teddy?

Uh, yes, I sure do
miss those roots.

[knock at door]

Mr. Old Beanly,
why don't you come in?

Why, thank you,
that would be lovely.

Eh, so, Beanly, what brings
you to my fair valley?

Mm, this is a splendid sandwich,
but it could use some roots.

Hmm.

I'm supposed
to give you something.

Gimmick? What's a gimmick?

Eh, that would be me,
I guess.

Oh, well,
this is for you, then.

From, uh...

eh, from...

-King Nogburt?
-Really?

Oh, what a coincidence.

I'm King Nogburt's
messenger.

What does it say, Gimmick?

It's some sort
of invitation.

It says,
"Come one, come all.

It's my intention to view
each gadget and invention

or some discovery that's rare,

so please attend
my Logic Fair."

Signed King Nogburt.

Beanly: That's right.
A Logic Fair.

I was sent by the king to
deliver invitations all around.

I can't sit around
all day just eating
sandwiches and all.

I've gotta...
gotta, uh...

Deliver more invitations?

What? Deliver invitations?

To whom?

We don't know.

Well, serves me right
coming to you people for help.

You don't know anything.

[laughter]

This is great, Gimmick.

Now you'll be able
to show off your inventions.

Yes, I suppose so.

But you're both invited,
too, remember?

Gimmick's right, Teddy.

Maybe I ought to invent
an invention.

-What will I do?
-You can discover a discovery.
[laughs]

Hmm. I wonder if
I have enough time.

You've got so many gadgets
and gizmos, Gimmick.

Which one are you gonna choose?

Hmm. An interesting
conundrum, Grubby.

I must consult my files.

Hmm, this should do
the, uh, trick.

[laughs] It's a good thing
I know what I'm, uh, doing.

Sure hope Gimmick
knows what he's doing.

Every time he goes up there--

-Whoa!
-Whoa!

Hmm. [coughs]
Perhaps a little too potent.

Or possibly not potent enough.

Are you all right, Gimmick?

Uh, yes.
Things couldn't be better.

I believe I'm on
the right track.

Yeah, and I think the engineer
is out to lunch.

Eh, oh, oh, oh, dear.

Uh-oh.

Run, everyone!

-Grubby: Where's Gimmick?
-Teddy: I hope he's okay.

-Gimmick!
-Gimmick! Gimmick!

Gimmick: Just as I surmised.

Definitely too potent.

So, got anymore
great inventions?

Grubby, that's not nice.

Aw, I'm afraid
Grubby's right, Teddy.

I'm a complete failure.

Aw, I didn't mean that, Gimmick.

You've invented
lots of good stuff.

Teddy: That's right, Gimmick.

You're the best inventor
in all of Grundo.

Thank you, boys.

You know, the only thing
I could think of bringing
to the fair is root beer,

and I didn't really
invent that.

That doesn't matter, Grubby.

Your root beer may be
old hat to Octopedes,

but it's a new discovery
in Grundo.

Hmm.
You may be right.

I'm gonna mix up
an extra batch right now.

[slurps] Ah. Just right.

Full-bodied with
a tantalizing aroma. [laughs]

-L.B.: Smells good, too.
-Who said that?

Hey, L.B., are you thirsty?

No, I'm Friday. [laughs]

That's good.

Here, try a mug of
my root beer.

This is great.

Thanks, but I'll ask ya to
keep it a secret for a while.

I wanna surprise
everyone at the fair.

You can count on me.
Cross my horn, hope to die.

[laughs]

I tell ya, Twiz,
the stuff is great.

It fizzes and pops
and tickles your nose.

Be quiet, L.B.

Can't you see I'm trying
to think of something
to bring to the fair?

If I had the right product,
I could clean up.

But, Tweeg, Tweeg--

What are you
blithering about?

The Octopede's
root beer.

I'm telling you,
it's gonna be the biggest
thing since Wizard Week.

I told you never to mention
Wizard Week again.

As for that
Octopede root beer...

Hmm. Yeah.

As for that
Octopede root beer...

[laughs]

Now remember, stay out of sight,
and don't call me Tweeg.

Not that you ever do,
you bubble head.

What should I call ya?

Just call me Jackson Twiddle.
[laughs]

Soft drink mogul.

Okay, Twig.
I mean Twuddle.

Not "Twuddle," Twiddle!

Ugh. Now let's go.

Well, well, well.

Oh, hello. Who are you?

Twuddle.
I--I mean Twiddle.

Yes, Jackson P. Twiddle,
soft drink king.

My card.

Hmm. You make soft drinks?

That's right, laddie.
[laughs]

I'm the one and only,
the real thingamajig.

Would you like a taste
of my own special root beer?

Ah, don't mind if I do.

Here's looking at you, kid.
Ha.

Do you like it?
I'm gonna take some
to King Nogburt's fair.

It shows promise, kid.

But it's not nearly good enough
to take to the fair.

All my friends like it.

But they're not soft drink
moguls like yours truly.

Gee, I guess you're right.

What am I gonna do now?

Ah, I tell ya what, kid.

Because I like ya,
I'm gonna do ya a big favor.

What kind of favor?

Gimme your root beer recipe

and I'll see what I can do
about improving it.

Gee, gosh,
would you really?

I'll have it back
to you by morning--

in plenty of time
for the fair.

Golly, Mr. Twiddle,
how can I ever thank you?

Ah, you already have,
my boy. [laughs]

Well, I don't know, Grubby.

Your root beer
tasted pretty good to me.

Yeah, but you guys aren't
experts like Mr. Twiddle.

Right, Gimmick?

Uh, eh, yes, Grubby,
if you say so.

What's wrong, Gimmick?

Oh, none of my inventions
ever seem to work properly.

Well, what about the airship?

It flies beautifully.

Yeah, even if it was
supposed to be a boat.

There, you see?

Oh, my inventions never
do what they're, uh,

supposed to do.

What are these?

They look like
shoes to me.

Eh, they're shoes.

See? You can't fool me.
[laughs]

But they're not just
ordinary shoes.

They leave fluorescent tracks
which glow in the dark.

Then you can always tell
where you've been.

Hey, that's a great invention.

Oh, not great enough for
the Logic Fair, I'm afraid.

Oh, Eunice
will be at the fair,

and I wanna show her
a first-rate invention.

Something really,
uh, impressive.

What about
the crystal stethoscope

or the reducing machine?

Yeah, they're impressive.

That will never do.

We found the crystals.

They don't count
as inventions.

-What's this gadget?
-Oh, it's a music box.

You wind it up like this

and push this button.

-[bagpipes playing]
-This is great, Gimmick.

How do you turn it off?

You can't.

You have to wait till
it stops by itself.

Well, how long does
that take, Gimmick?

Only, oh,
an hour or two.

Um, maybe we should take
a nice long walk.

Good idea.

♪ Gimmick,
a dreamer up of dreams ♪

♪ A maker up of mechanisms ♪

Teddy: ♪ Thinker up of schemes ♪

Both: ♪ Schemes that
merely need exploring ♪

♪ Even though some simple facts
just might need ignoring ♪

If a formula is faulty,
I'm not upset for long.

For if the answer isn't right,

the question must be wrong.

♪ So Gimmick
keeps on working ♪

♪ At scheming up
his schemes ♪

Grubby: ♪ And making up
his mechanisms ♪

Teddy:
♪ Dreaming up his dreams ♪

Both: ♪ And when the thing
he's working on ♪

♪ Turns out successfully ♪

♪ Then it might make the world ♪

♪ A little better place to be ♪

Precisely!

It sure would be great
if somebody would invent
a small music box.

Gimmick: This new airbag is
strong enough to lift anything.

Even the Wooly What's-It.

Well, we better get going.

Gee, Mr. Twiddle
never came back.

Guess he couldn't fix
my root beer recipe.

Teddy: Don't worry, Grubby.

I'm sure your root detector
will take first prize.

[Fob children chattering]

Fae: Now, children,
let's settle down,

or we'll never get
to the Logic Fair in time.

It seems to be holding well,
doesn't it, Frank?

You bet.

Our Fobulator will be
the most revolutionary piece
of child-toting equipment

Grundo has ever seen.

-I'm hungry.
-I'm tired.

Are we having fun yet?

Whoa!

Fae: Frank, it's an earthquake.

Aah!

[all chattering]

Whoa!

Whoa!

Aah! Yipes!

[screaming]

-Mommy!
-Daddy!

-Mommy!
-Help!

Mommy.

What's that rumbling, Teddy?

I don't know, but it's
coming from Trembly Fault.

Heavens to Grundo.
It's an earthquake!

Help, help, help!

Teddy, it's the Fob babies.

Gimmick: And it looks like
they're in real trouble.

Teddy: We've gotta save 'em.

I gotcha.

Uncle Grubby!

Help our mom and dad!

Don't worry, little guys.

Teddy and Gimmick
will think of something.

It's too far to throw them
a rope and still have time

to get the airship
into position.

If we only had
some kind of bridge.

Wait a minute.
Perhaps we do.

Help me get the music box
out of the airship.

You're not gonna start that
thing up again, are ya?

I have a better idea.

I intend to take
the music box apart.

Grubby, tie this string
to the drumstick.

Okay, Gimmick.

Teddy, you tie the other end
of the string

around the handle
of the accordion.

Watch out, Frank and Fae.

Now pull the string
with your tails.

Frank: Okay.

Well, boys,
I'm going across.

Be careful, Gimmick.

[Frank and Fae scream]

Whoop! Whoa.

Now just hop inside
the drum, folks.

Whoa!

Both: Oh!

[accordion whistling]

Oh, I can't look.

Teddy: Hang on, Gimmick.

Oh. Just two more steps.

There!

Whew.

[laughs] It worked.

It actually, eh, worked.

-Both: Hooray!
-[cheering]

Gimmick did it.

My friends, how good
to see you all again.

Aruzia: Grubby, Gimmick,
and dear, dear Teddy.

We expected you earlier.

We were, uh, worried.

We had something of
an adventure along the way.

That's right.
The Fobs were stranded.

It's true. We almost fell
down Trembly Fault.

And we would have too if it
weren't for Gimmick here.

All: Hooray for Uncle,
uh, uh, Gimmick!

Why, uh, Newton, you must
tell me all about it.

Oh, eh, I-- Ooh.

Hey, Teddy, I thought you were
gonna discover a discovery.

I did, Grubby.

Okay, like, you insert
your Grunge here, you know?

And, like, you set
the tanning level here.

Then you wait, like,
say, five minutes.

Ew. Ooh, like, wow.

That can't be right.

Ew. What's that smell?

Like... [screams]

Oh, wow, man. Like,
what a totally radical tan.

Well, I must say, this seems
more scientifically scientific.

-Yay!
-Well, if you'll excuse me,

I have to go and prepare
my own exhibit.

Good luck, Gimmick.
I know you'll do well.

Hey, look.

Come one, come all.

Take a free sample
of Villain-Up,

the soft drink
of champions.

A potent potpourri.
A fizzy fiesta.

A-- Er, a--
a really good drink.

And I invented it.

If you like it, buy it.

If you don't, get lost.

Cash up front,
if you please.

Gee, Tweez, this is the best
racket you ever thought of.

-Mmm.
-Yum.

I guess Mr. Twizzle was
so busy with his soft drink,

he didn't have time
to fix up my root beer.

Teddy: I guess so, Grubby.

Hey, wait a minute.
This is my root beer.

Mm.
This is most excellent.

It appears all of Grundo is
in agreement with you, sister.

Hey, Mr. Twiddle,
I think you made a mistake.

It restores health,
clears up your skin,

and makes even those
hard-to-clean stains disappear.

-Hey, Mr. Twiddle--
-Not now, kid.

Get in line like the others.

But don't you remember me?

I'm the guy who gave you
the recipe for this drink.

Get lost, bozo.

I've never seen you
before in my life.

Come one, come all,

and taste Jackson Twiddle's
very own Villain-Up.

Oh, wow, man.
Like, what a cool drink.

Like, reminds me of surfing.

Like, just a little
more fizz, you know,

and this guy
could make a fortune.

A little more fizz, man,

and I would sink
my life savings into it.

Fortune? More fizz?

I'll show them
more fizz.

Attention, Grundonians.

Introducing new improved
Villain-Up.

Now with 20%
extra added fizz.

Uh, Twaddle, are you sure
you know what you're doing?

'Course, L.B.
Listen to that crowd.

[crowd chanting "More fizz!"]

It's shook up enough, Twig.

The name's Tweeg!

Tweeg, I tell you!

Did you hear that?
He's really Tweeg.

More fizz, more fizz,
more fizz!

Huh?

Whoa!

[crowd booing]

Surf Grunge:
I want my bread back, man.

Eh, now, wait a minute.

All sales are final.

No, I-- I-- Help, L.B.!

Help!

Well, it looks like Tweeg's
suddenly gone out of business.

I still think your root beer
is wonderful, Grubby.

Yeah, I guess I should
have believed in myself.

I never should have let
Tweeg shake my confidence.

Or your root beer.

So, you're Newton Gimmick.

I've seen your plans
for a portable bridge,

and I'm very impressed.

Why, thank you.

Yes, this will entirely change

the scientific view
of all future bridges.

No doubt about it.

[cheering]

Thank you. Thank you.

It's really, uh, nothing.

Congratulations, Gimmick.

Oh, uh, Newton,
I'm so proud of you.

You sure are the hit of
the Logic Fair, Gimmick.

Oh, thank you all.

I'm glad
you all like it.

But, you know,
the most important thing

is that I like it.

It is a truly
amazing invention.

That's more like
the old Gimmick.

And, you, sir,
I understand

you're about to announce
an important discovery.

Oh, that's right.
I am.

Thanks to my friend Gimmick,

I have discovered

that it doesn't matter what
other people think about you

as long as you believe
in yourself.

Bravo, Teddy. Brilliant.
Absolutely brilliant.

Bravo, Teddy.
What a wonderful discovery.

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