03x31 - The Penguin Who Loved Me

[bunniefuu]

Hit it!

Come on.
Yeah. Dance.

Cute and cuddly, boys.

There's a sea mammal on a roll

Evil swims in his soul

You'll fear his flippers' clutch

Surprisingly smooth to the touch

Look out below

For a fluke-tailed foe

He's Dr. Blowhole!

Anti-gravity socks field test.

Activating... Now!

Awesome!
Whee... he-he-he...

Yeah... Woah...
Oo-oww...

- Okay. Nobody saw it.
- Hey.

- Are you Kowalski?
- Yes.

Yes, yes. I am.

Come with me.

Excuse me sir, but I don't
just wander off with strange
platypuses...

Or is it platupi?
Platapussessus?

You're come if I say
the right word.

And what word will that be?

I'll go but I'll be back...
Maybe have a nice night with you.

- Ah, what?
- What was that about?

Well, let's find out.
We'll take the surveillance tapes.

You watch everything
Kowalski does?

Oh, yeah.
But, huh... just Kowalski.

Because, you know...
He's kind of a nutjob. I mean...

You're cool, I never did
that to you, guys...

I'm Skipper, give me options
that may not funny dunny.

You're come if I say
the right word.

And what word will that be?

Doris...

That is ten pounds of trouble
in a three-pound bag.

You do watch
everything we do.

- She... needs me?
- Her very words.

Said you're the smartest guy
she's ever met.

Ah, always knew Doris would
come to her senses someday.

It's the casual confidence I exude,
my effortless plumb, a sense of swag...

Kowalski!

Hey you.

Doris.

Kowalski.

You, you... you s-still go got
the the p-p-p-pretty parts!

You haven't changed a bit!

Oh, Kowalski, it's really
nice to see you.

Now take a deep breath,
then respond.

Okay!

Nice to see you, too.

Didn't I tell you
he was great, baby?

Baby?

Oh yeah, guy's got it going on.
Just like you said, sweetie.

Sweetie?

We hope we're not
too late to talk

and/or pound some sense
into kowalski's oblong head.

Really, Skipper?
Doris can't be that bad, can't she?

Private, the last time Doris rejected
Kowalski, he refused to leave his bunk

for six months!

What? Six months?

Yeap!
He didn't move once.

Believe you on me.
Cleanup duty was not pleasant.

Oh, it'll never work, Doris!
Is he bird? Is he mammal?

If he can't even commit to a species,
how can he commit to you?!

Listen, I've heard this all before.

Except then, it was about Doug
the porpoise, or Harry the octopus,
or Pete the manatee

He was ugly on the inside, too!

Listen, Kowalski, I like you.
I do, I really like you, I like you.

But I'm never gonna like you, like you.
Can you understand that?

Get Kowalski away from her, men!

Excessive force is approved,
and encouraged.

Oh, boy!

No, no, no!
No! NOOOOO!

Force, excessive or otherwise,
won't be necessary, Skipper.

Oh, really? 'Cause Rico
hacked up a lead pipe...

And I'm kinda hankerin'
to use this thing.

Sorry. I just wanna go home
and be forever alone... in my bunk.

Hold on, pal... Doris don't bring you
here just to rip your heart out.

There's more?
What?

Is she going to compost it for
a victory garden she's planting

that consists entirely of broccoli,
which, by the way, I despise?!

- Have you try it with cheese?
- No, I haven't.

Quite good with cheese.

No, I need your help, Kowalski.
It's my brother Francis.

He's a prisoner.
A prisoner of...

Seaville.

Seaville Aqua Fun Park.

Security is beyond
state of the art.

It's The Fort Knox of
Aqua Fun Parks.

That's why we need you, ace.

You got the tech skills,
we need to free Doris' brother.

All this time I never even knew
she had a brother…

Francis likes seaweed and swimming.
Dislikes nets.

Any other pointless facts
you need to know?

No.

Then here what I need
to know: you in?

Just give me a moment to
discuss with my compatriots?

Upside, if I can rescue
Doris's brother I could shove that
right in Parker's smug duck-face.

Downside, the only fortress
harder to penetrate then Seaville
is Doris's own heart.

And my side, if we do this,
you not beveling your own bunk…
We're in.

They're in!

Yes!

What? They got one of those?

Oh, no. Forget it, Maurice.

Turn off the dancing waters.

The Penguins totally upstaged us
with their trained fish!

Stupid Penguins.

Skipper's log.

We run silent.
We run deep.

Right up to Seaville's backdoor.

Covert as*ault Team launch!

Do I have to be
on a team with HIM?

Here we go.

Kowalski, Rico's hypnotized
by the Ping machine.

Ping, ping, ping.

And I promised Private
I'd let him steer.

Look at me! I'm doing
a bang-up job. Aren't I, Skipper?

Yes, Private, bang up job.

So Parker's your man!

Now, Covert as*ault Team launch,
Pronto!

Security Control is this way.

Follow me, if you can...

How about you follow me?

They're using AES Encryption?
Pff... Amateurs!

- So you can you crack it?
- Is ununquadium a noble gas?

It tottally is...

You are like... whaat?
Ununqua...

And you wander why Doris
doesn't like you like you.

Yeah, I...

Nice work, Kowalski.

Don't chew me
exceptional work, Skipper.
I mean...

Really, who else could
have done this?

Except nobody but this guy right here,
me, the brainy guy

Geez, yeah! OK...

Don't dislocate a flipper patting
yourself in the back.

- A-ham... Doris is there.
- Huh?

Oh, I mean... Yeah!
Kowalski, way to go...

Gold Star for you, buddy...

- What the hell?
- We've got a situation!

Oh, heck...

- Get them!
- No, hold your ground!

You guys see that?
How'd you do that, man?

- Toxic spurs.
- Really like it.

- Standard equipment?
- Yep! I'm an evolution grab bag.

Nice!

Kowalski, why aren't you
have toxic spurs?

I mean... not like you need them.
I mean...

You did a good job. I...
do recall a gold star, or...

Francis...

Francis, are you in there?

Francis?

Oh man, I can't see squat
through this inky black murk.

Rico, shed some light
on the subject.

Got you!

Whoa...

No. It can't be...

The Mind Boggles.

It's...

Dr. Blowhole.

Hey penguins,
you guys new to the Park?

You should get back to your tanks.
They are crazy strict here.

I don't know what
your game is, Blowhole...

But I will see you burn!
You hear me?

Burn in the pits of Hades!

Blowhole? No, sorry.
I'm Flippy!

Seaville's second
most popular performer.

Three shows a day.
Four on weekends.

Kowalski, huh...
Analyze this freak show.

Did you say "free show"?

Okay… Fine, a few
hoop jumps but that's it.

Skipper the last we saw Blowhole
he was a victim of his own Mindjacker…

He may actually
still believe he is Flippy.

Here comes the triple back flip.

Woo-Hoo...

He's not flippy.
And he's not…

What did you call him?
Dr. Blowhole?

No, he's my brother Francis.

Sorry Doris, that's not Francis.

That is the sixth banglai
of the Seven Seas.

My arch-nemesis…
Dr. Blowhole.

Let me straighten this out...
You're all right.

He's both Doris' brother Francis
and Dr. Blowhole.

Ah, come on... I'm shaking it down here.
The least you can do is pay attention.

And yeah, he's Flippy too.

- How would you know?
- Because...

I work for him!

Skipper!

I mean the evil him.
Dr. Blowhole.

Doris?

Kowalski I wanna thank you.

I couldn't have done this
without you…

Parker...

Heck of a job there, Parker.

Bringing back Dr. Blowhole
and what not.

Even if he is a little...
uh... different.

Wow! Look at the size of this place!

Bet you guys have some parties
in here! Am I right?

Just pay me
and I'll be on my way.

Uhhh, yeah, so here's the thing.
We would love to pay you your money...

But, we can't.

Start making sense now, or
I go thermador on your tail!

Its not our fault!

Only Dr. Blowhole can sign off
on expenditures over fifty dollars.

But just as soon as
his mind is de-jacked,

getting you paid?
Priority one.

Uhh, actually, priority number one
will be Project: Bad Tidings.

That energy cannon is a rental.

What about my
Vacation Request Form?

Don't forget the snacks
for the break room!

The Cheesy-Bits are wicked stale.

Point is, getting you paid
is in the top five priorities

just as soon as we get
Dr. Blowhole back.

Hey guys! Did you
check out my dive?

Back one and a half summersault tuck,
awesome rip-entry, no splash,
like a knife. Oh, yeah!

Aiy... Woah! Hey!
Why a guy wanna go do that?

Restoring Dr. Blowhole is
as simple as pushing a button.

Plunger!

Wrong button.

Maguffiam! Library Card!
Confetti Cannon! Chrome-Claw!

Oooh! Go back to the confetti cannon!
I can use that in my routine!

This here, uh...
might take a while.

Ah, Doris...
Glad you are here.

There's a small matter I've been
meaning to take up with you regarding
your boyfriend Parker.

Told ya!

Oh, please...

You've been suspicious of
every boyfriend I have had.

How I'd know that this was the
one time that you actually right?

Seaville Bellevue Park
is pleased to present

Doris the Dolphin and her
bored puppyish fish fanatics...

Puppyish? Us?

I know...
Feel the giggle of that.

Do you can do this?
We only get one shot...

I can. Just hold on
to the rope.

Ladies and gentlemen,
prepare yourself for...

The Ring of Fire.

This is it men.

- Hey, Manfredi.
- Yeah, what's that Johnson?

Was that Skipper?

And the guys?

- Skipper!
- Guys!

- Skipper!
- Come back!

Hoo... That says could make Hoboken
looks like the French Riviera.

Let's not go there again.

Here you are, showing off your ideia
for Chrome-Claw! You remember that?

No... But nice slide,
I like the composition.

Oh, planning Project: Bad Tidings,
remember that?

By-the-by, that's totally ready to go
whenever you give the word.

Here we are in that three-day
weekend in Cancun...

Good times. Any bells?

Fellows, I appreciate your thinking
I'm this Doc Blowhole guy.

But I'm not an evil
aquatic overlord.

I'm Flippy! Seaville's second
most popular performer!

Enough already!
I want what's coming to me
and I want it now!

Happy to oblige Parker!

You take Blowhole.
The platypus is mine!

Hey! You could hurt
a guy like that!

Give it up Blowhole!

Why does everyone
call me that?

I'm Flippy!
F-L- I- Double P -Y!

Wait, your minds not de-jacked yet?
Whats the hold up?

Please dont fight me!
My Healthcare Coverage hasn't
kicked in yet... Fight him.

Well this hardly seems fair!

Told you it wasn't fair.

How can you do it?

You have the devotion
of that aquatic goddess and
you betrayed her.

I didn't want her.
Never did.

You know, kind of like
oh, she doesn't want you.

Your words are far more
than any punch possibly could.

Punch definitely hurts more.

Stupid land-based fighting.

Hey, what is this?

A-ha! I'm in the game.

Doris?...

Sorry...

Okay, how do you drive this thing?

Sorry, my fault!
That was totally me.

Stop! Stop!
Why ain't you stop?

Mindjacker...

What?

Ehh... Who am I?

I'm sorry.

Mindjacker was in
the backup scooter.

I am totally blushing
right now.

Yeah, it's hard to tell.

What are we talking about?

Whhh... What?

- Do I know you?
- No idea.

- What are we doing, anyway?
- Looks like we were dancing.

We've got to get you
out of here, Flippy.

If I get blasted, and you get
your memory back, then...

Then what?
Who are you?

Flippy! Seaville's second
most popular performer!

Three shows a day,
four on weekends!

Oooh! A real live celebrity!

What was my brother thinking
with this thing?

Mammals are meant for water.

Sorry, sweetheart.
Just business.

I am... Dr. Blowhole.

Blowhole is back!!!

Good, great.
Now about my fee.

Do... I know you?

Kidding Parker!

I'll pay up you little
natural disaster!

First, lets take care of
these pen-gu-ins.

Francis?...

Sis... Nice to see you.
But around here is Dr. Blowhole.

Commands a little more respect.

Mom's going to be
so disappointed in you.

And doctor...
How's that work exactly?

Internet Courses Through
The Teaching Index, thank you.

Hello everybody!
Who'd like to play a game?

Me, me, me...

Excellent. Its called...

Capture The Pen-Gu-Ins.

Did we win?

Yess...

Mindjacker!

- Your restoring their minds?
- Of course.

What's the point of
dominating the world if your arch-rivals
don't even know you did it?

Blowhole!
You fiendish being freak.

Missed you too, Skipper!

Good news though, you get to
watch as I enact Project...

Bad Tidings!

Let me guess... You are using
a giant tractor beam to bring
the moon closer to the earth,

thus creating massive
tidal wave chaos, which will
flood the entire world.

Well, thank you Professor Spoiler...

But you left out the part where
I then rule the entire world!

Its an important part.
Its my favorite part.

You do that, Francis,
and I swear...

I will never have you over
for Thanksgiving ever again.

Don't worry, Doris.
Not gonna happen.

Oh, yes it is.

Red one, power up the cannon!

I mean, you'll try,
but it won't work.

Of course it will work!
Open the blast way!

- Why don't you think it will work?
- Cavitation?

I accounted for cavitation.

- And centripetal force.
- I accounted for centripetal force.

- Plus access tilt?
- I accounted for that too.

Then, I guess its just balance.

- Balance?
- Yah, as in, you've got none!

Super, Kowalski!

You are not paying me
enough for this.

I will! Promise!

Dolphin exchange.
Let's go.

No. no.
No, no, no, no...

By the way, Project Bad Tidings
would totally work.

Crab cakes, I knew it!
Fire the cannon!

Noo... Shut it off.
Shut it off!

Uh, that's no good.

Skipper, that thing's going to blow!

- Evacuate!
- Oh, dear! Look!

Thanks for the ride, jerks!

Consider us
officially broken up.

Doris.

Lead the way.

So, is your name
really Francis?

Sorry that your boyfriend
turned out to be evil.

Not really.

I guess next time I should
listen to you, Kowalski.

You know, I've never seen you
in action before.

You are so brave, and smart
and confident...

It was kind of... hot.

Yeah?...
I mean, uh... yeah.

What I'm trying to say is
I like you, Kowalski.

Like you, like you.

I like you, like you,
like you, like you too.

- Oh, sorry...
- No, ehr...

I just, uh...
Maybe if we...

- Aww...
- Finally.

Skipper, do you suppose we've finally
seen the last of Dr. Blowhole?

What a delightfully
naive question, Private.

Nope. Blowhole is my arch-enemy,
and arch-enemies always return.

It wouldn't surprise me in the least
if he is at this very moment

rebuilding his evil empire.

I can't pay you, my checkbook
got destroyed. What can I do?

Okay, okay. I've got some
gift card you can have.

Do you like the Pasta Barn?
They've got bottomless salad
and infinite breadsticks.