06x06 - The Launchback of Notre Game

[bunniefuu]

- Last time,
on Total Drama Island...

After eating an all-bean
breakfast, the teams had

to cross the island in silence,

which was much farter
than it sounds.

And every little butt yodel
drew the attention of...

the raptors that
were hunting them.

Some skated through
the challenge easily,

others weren't so lucky.

Like one raptor who got
a Jurassic smack down.

Yeah, turns out the real
Julia is real mean.

Oh, I should also mention
that MK watched everyone's
confessionals.

And a Raptor blew up
the kitchen when it farted!

Damien finally got his wish!

He was voted off the island.

Right after he decided
he didn't want to be.

Bet you're wondering
if we returned all the
flesh-eating raptors?

Well, stop it.
Just enjoy the show

and save all your annoying
questions for the TDI fan pages,

you spoiled packs of--
- No, no, no.

Too much, too much, too much!

- Sorry. Sometimes,
I get carried away in...

Total Drama Island!

[theme music]

- That is wild!

I can't believe you guys
blew up a raptor.

- Hey, if gettin' blown up
by your own fart

isn't a hero's exit,
I don't know what is.

- I'll just add that to the list
of things you don't know.

[laughing]
- Millie!

That was a sick burn.

- Yeah?
- Yeah!

You're on fire!
- You know what, you're on fire!

- We're both on fire!
- Yeah!

- You're funny.

- The kids at school called me
a lot of things.

None of them were "funny",
we don't need to go there.

- So, someone posted
a video of me smack-talking

that raptor and I lost

And you know what?
I don't care.

I'm relieved. Do you have
any idea how hard it is

to pretend to like yoga
and emojis?

And OMG.
Avocado toast is gross.

I'm finally free!

[chuckling]

Now, it's time to show
the world the real Julia.

[banging]
- Are the raptors back?

[banging]

- Hey, Julia, where ya been?

Insulting forest creatures?
[laughing]

[gasping]

- You can't slap a man
with his own burrito!

- Who posted the video of me
yelling at the dinosaur?

No one brave enough to admit it?

That's okay. I'll figure out
who did it myself.

- Does this mean you won't be
blessing our morning burritos?

[air horn sounding]
- Next challenge.

The field.
Ten minutes.

- That air horn just scared half
a burrito right outta me.

- It's gross that it happened.

But somehow more gross
that he told us.

- Our team needs to win
this challenge.

- Speaking of our team,
where are the hockey bros?

- Sorry, team.
- We wanted to wear our

lucky playoff beards
for the challenge.

- When your hockey team's in the
playoffs, shavin' is bad luck.

- So everyone ends up
with beards.

- We can't grow 'em yet.
These are fake.

- But eventually, we'll be men,

and actually have
to shave our faces.

- No fake beards?

However shall we win
without them?

- I dunno!
Where could they be?

- Maybe I ate 'em in my sleep?

I'll check: Cat style!

[coughing]

- Wayne's good at this.
One time, he brought up

three hockey pucks and a map
of Northern Saskatchewan.

- Awe.
I've always wanted a cat.

- Yeah. I took their beards.
[laughing]

Gonna auction them off
on my new website,

"things Total Drama Island
contestants used to own".

Tcha-ching!

[coughing]

- Well, if they ain't inside us,
where are they?!

- Julia? Any ideas?

- Are you suggesting
I took them?

I'm allergic to things
that stick to bodies.

- Oh, are you?
Or was that just another lie?

- Hey! I'm missing
a necklace and a phone.

So there is a thief here,
it's just not me!

- And I had a lip balm
go missing.

- Someone swiped my hairbrush.
- Guess that explains

the rat's nest on the top
of your head.

- Ha! What?!
- Sorry.

I've just been dying
to say that this whole week.

It feels so good
to finally be me!

- Rats are actually the cleanest
of all the rodents,

so... thank you
for the compliment.

- Okay! Today's challenge
is called, Stranger Flings.

- Each team gets their own state
of the art medieval catapult,

which you will use to fling your
teammates as far as you need to.

- Uh... Hold up. Fling?

- The goal is to land
your teammates into one of
three point-valued targets.

Land in the first one,
that's 1000 points,

second is 2000, third is...
- 3000, got it.

But what's with the craters in
front of and behind each target?

- Those are surprise
penalty pits.

If you overshoot or undershoot
your target, you land there.

- What are these surprises?

- Do you not understand
how surprises work?

- So if you land
in a points section,

exit out the door and
come back to your team.

- So, is everyone ready to...
Chase, you okay?

[laughing nervously]
- Uh. Yes. Uh, dude.

I'm just... I'm just...

- Chase has never backed out
of a dare.

He's done it all,
except for the Slingshot Ride

at 8 Pennant Theme Park.
He totally chickened out!

[clears throat]
- I'm just... It's um...

I'll call flinger!
Yeah! I said it first,

so I'll just work the catapult!
Yeah, no big deal.

- No, no.
Every team member

must take a turn being flung
before anyone goes twice.

- Oh no!

- First team to reach

and the loser team will be
sending someone home.

- Last summer, my parents
sent me to Catapult-Camp.

So now, I know all about torque,
tension and angles.

- Who sends their kid
to Catapult Camp?

That is tragic,
but it's also gold.

- I know it's weird,
so please don't tell anyone
else that story, okay?

- I won't say a word. But I am
putting it in my book.

- Ready! Set!
[air horn sounding]

- I'm first!
- Awesome, I'll look busy.

- Are catapults made
of cats, bro?

[whistling]
- Hey!

I know how to work catapults!

If you let me be
in charge, I can--

- Nerd!
Less talky, more toss-y!

- I'm going to fling Ripper
into the sun.

[grunts]
No. I want to win.

Okay, so the angle
and distance have to be

carefully calculat...
- What's this lever do?

[screaming]
- Zee!

- And Ripper's the first one
out of the bucket,

and lucky for us,
it was by accident.

[screaming]

Fling and a miss!
Chef, tell him what
he's landed in!

- Ripper has landed in a very
crabby crab colony.

- So pinchy!
- Millie, get in.

- I'll get you
to the third target!

- Wha... What?
- Don't worry, I've made

all the calculations and
if they're right, we'll be...

- If? If I want Priya
to keep helping me

through these challenges
so I can continue my research,

I'm going to need to put myself
at risk sometimes.

- Crank that wheel!
Who's up first?

Move, people!
We've got a challenge to win!

My team wants me gone, but they
can't vote me off if we win.

So I'm taking charge!

Come on, come on! Come on!
- Let's do this!

- Alright.
Ready to be launched, bed head?

- You know my name is...
[screaming]

- Emma's got some pipes!

[screaming]
[bell ringing]

- Ah.

- I did that.
[cheering]

- I did it!
- And The Frogs of Death

leap onto the scoreboard
with 2000 points!

- Yay!
[chuckling]

I nailed it and...

Whoa! Ah!

[snorting]
Um... What was that?

- I was hoping
this would happen.

Emma accidentally fell
into a penalty zone.

So now, she's got a mad
rodeo bull to deal with.

- Ah! Make it stop!

[laughing]
- Classic.

- Remember to tuck
on your descent.

You got this, Millie!

[grunts]

[laughing]
- Wee!

- Tuck!

Yes!
- And the Trouts are ahead

of the Frogs
by one thousand points.

[cheering]

- That was the most fun
I've ever had.

- We're ordering
a double double.

- Double points,
for the double threat!

- Don't you two look cozy.

- Ha! Well, we're uh,
we're teammates.

- No, no, no.
Safety first, boys.

It's one at a time.
[exclaiming]

- Go for it, Wayner.
- On it!

Check it out, Rajie!
I'm reversing!

Beep! Beep!
[eagle screaming]

[screaming]
- That bird was offside!

- Whoa! Why's this cow so mad?!

- I'm comin', Wayne!
Aim for the cow!

- We need points.
So that's what I'm aiming for.

- Ah!
- Oh, that might be...

[screaming]
...too far.

[groans]
- Since you're doing...

Eell, I'm just gonna say it...
Horribly!

Maybe let someone else
work the catapult?

- Back off!
I got this!

- Someone stop
the world spinning.

- I would, but it'd trigger
massive earthquakes

and tsunamis and I do not want
that on my conscience.

[grunts]
- What is this?!

Oh, I think I landed in barf.

[laughing]

- Nope.
It's tapioca pudding.

- Ugh. The evilest pudding
of all.

- Eww.
- Grody!

- Guys! I got a cramp!

I can't tread this tapioca
much longer!

- Someone save my buddy Raj!

- Put me in the pudding.

- If by pudding
you mean target, I will.

- While Bowie's about
to get in the air,

let's see how Wayne
is doing on the ground.

[screaming]

Wayne scores!

So now that is a total of

[cheering]

- And that's why I keep
my celebrations pocket-sized.

Yay.
- 4000 points?

How is that fair?!

Wayne landed in a penalty zone!

- Wayne landed
right on the bull,

so he never touched the ground
until he was in the points zone.

- Well, no one mentioned that
before we started the challenge.

Chase! Get in.
I'm flinging you!

- Whoa, whoa! Huh? Me?!
But... Hang on. Wait.

How far are you going to...
[screaming]

- Go! Go! Go!

Ah! Ah!

[screaming]

- What is that?
[laughing]

- It's Chase. Screaming
and fainting in terror.

- Tuck, Chase!
He's not tucking!

- All that just to miss
the first hole.

- Ah!
[laughing]

- I love it.
- Crabs?

Pff. Whatever.
Beat it, crusties!

[screaming]

Super crab!

[laughing]
- Oh doggie,

that mutant hermit crab
has some anger issues.

- Look! Bowie's gonna make it!

Woo!
- What?

You think Priya's the only one
who trained for this?

I'm mind and body fierce.

- Looks like Bowie's
gonna score another 3000 points
for the Frogs!

[screaming]
What is this?

I guess someone likes tapioca
pudding after all.

I just hope he can save
Raj from the sharks.

- The what?!
[together]: The what?!

- Did I not mention
the pudding sharks?

Why am I always forgetting
the sharks?

It's like I--
Oh look, Priya's in the sky.

- Go, Priya!

- Woo!
- I don't know.

This challenge is kind of fun.
So I'm... enjoying it.

And it's okay to have fun
while doing research.

- Another 3000 points
for the Trouts brings
their score to 6000.

And Priya's jumping
for joy about it.

- Woo-hoo! Yes!

I won't lie.
I never thought catapult camp

would turn out to be useful
but... Woo!

Thanks, Mom and Dad!

[screaming]
- Hey, there.

- Bowie!
What are you doing here?

- I'm here to save you, silly.

We should probably--

Okay, interesting.

- That felt... right.

- So I go run over to help
my bud and what do I see?

Raj kissing Bowie!
Face kissing! On the face!

That happened, bro! Okay.
I can't celebrate with him
until he tells me.

He's for sure gonna now though!
This is it.

- That was uh... Sorry.

I've been thinking
about kissing you and...

- Hey. Let's talk about this

after we get away
from these sharks.

- The sharks?
They should be in San Jose,

they got a home game tonight.

- The Frogs of Death lead
with 7000 points,

while the not-so-Ferocious Trout

have 6000, and you know what
that means.

- We're almost done?
- It's time for...

Lightning round!

Campers! There is now
a winner-takes-all bullseye!

- A new target?
- Yeah,

this won't be
dangerous at all.

- Winner takes all.

Why is it never,
winner shares all?

- Shh! I wanna hear
the instructions!

- The target is worth

And it's 10 000 feet away!

And all you have to do is fly
through this lightning storm!

[thunder striking]
[eagle screaming]

- That's a serious storm cloud.

- Yes, it is!
But, if you land in the target,
it's an immediate win.

So campers, what's it gonna be?

- I don't know,
seems pretty far.

- It's our only chance
to win this in one shot.

I know I can calculate the
trajectory and tension needed.

- Me! Fling me!
- The rules say everyone

has to take a turn before
anyone goes twice.

It's gotta be Zee.
- Okay, I'll do it.

What game are we playing?
- I just have to fling you

ten thousand feet through
a storm cloud so we can win?

- Uh, bro, did I say
yes to that?

To fly that far, you need
to think light thoughts.

Which is pretty heavy.

You know, this is exactly
how I lost my leg.

- Whoa.
- True story.

Not a true story.
Fabricated it, man. Brain game!

- Okay, we're already winning.

- Right. So why try
for 10 000 points...

- If we only need 3000,
which we know we can do.

- Cool. It's settled.
We're gonna play safe and--

- Dislike me all you want,
when I win this,

you can't vote me off. Ha!

- Catch you on the other side!

[screaming]
- I can't watch.

- And they're off!

- Oh, hey!
What's up, Julia?

Whoa. What a view.

I've never been
this high before.

- Stuff it, Zee.
I'm trying to focus.

- My bad. You do you.

- Oh no!
Zee's dropping too early!

He won't make it to the target!

- Oh no!
We're falling too early!

- Ah, we gotta dump some weight.

Recycle yourself little buddy!

Ah! Ow! I wish I could
text someone about this,

but I don't have a phone.

- Well, at least neither of us
will make it.

Hey, what are you doing?
- Dropping more weight.

- Um, that's not how the laws
of physics work.

- Wait! Take me with you!

Ah!
[grunting]

- While Julia uses a tree
to break her fall,

Zee heads into the storm cloud

in search of victory
for the Trout.

[thunder striking]
[screaming]

- Whoa, four fingers...

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[coughing]
That was wild.

- The Ferocious Trout win!

[cheering]

- Besties on fire!

[cheering]

[grunting]

- Did Priya just call us
besties?

- Frogs of Death,
see you at the campfire.

One of you is heading
home tonight.

Hurry it up, Julia!
We don't have all day!

- I lost the game for us?

Pff. It's because of me

that we were in the lead
in the first place!

- And if we had just kept doing
what we were doing,

we'd have been able
to win it before Zee landed!

- Ha! Says the team player
who didn't even fly!

- Ugh. You are so "moullo".
- What does that mean?!

- The fact that you need to ask
makes you even more "moullo".

I just made up a word.
[chuckling]

And it is k*lling her!
- Hey...

- Quiet! Everyone! Shh!

Raj has something to say!

Raj... go ahead.

- We should, uh...
head to the campfire?

- Well, I guess it's time
to vote you off, butt knuckle!

- Whatever,
I might be going home,

but I am not a butt knuckle.
Wait a minute.

Butt knuckle is my word.

And I've only ever
said it in here!

[gasping]

MK's been watching
our confessionals!

Oh! I might just survive this
elimination after all.

Where is it?

I know it's here!

I got you!

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[screeching]

Guys, wait! It was MK!

She's been listening
to all our confessionals.

- Um. What?

- She's heard
everything we said!

And got the password
to post that video

and heard me call you
butt knuckles.

- Call us what?
- That's not important.

I found all of this
under MK's bunk!

- Our lucky playoff beards!
- My brush!

- Yes and you needed that!

And my phone,
which she downloaded

all our confessionals onto!

- I'm going to fling Ripper...

- I'll take care of this.

There.
Now our secrets are safe.

[clears throat]
- Everyone ready to vote?

- Okay. I've never seen
any of this stuff before,

and Julia is the one who just
showed up with it.

- But she downloaded
all our confessionals!

- Whose phone were those on?

- Okay, campers.
Let's go rock the vote!

- No, no!
You can't side with MK?

She... She's seen
all of you pooping!

[gasping]

- I do not have a good
pooping face.

- It's cause you're
overthinking it

instead of just
letting it happen, dude.

Trust your butt.

- I really wanted to hang
onto that phone

full of confessionals,
but no one having it

is better than Julia having it.

And today wasn't all bad.

I got kissed by a very fine boy.

- Julia. MK.

There's only one
marshmallow left...

and it goes to...

Julia.

- Yes!
- MK, you've been eliminated.

- Aww, that's a shame.

Oh, wait... No.

It's. Not.

- Follow me
to the dock of shame,

it's time for "MK drone home".

[laughing]
- Is that some kind of

pop culture reference
for old people?

- I will... not miss you.

- Aw man. That phone
had all the dirt I needed

to get myself into the finals.
This rots.

Ah, on the bright side, at least
I didn't make any friends.

- That is one tight-fitting hat.

Who'll be next to walk
the dock of shame?

The only place to find out
is right here on...

Total Drama Island!

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