02x26 - Rushmore Rumble/A Boy and His Bug/You Vegetabelieve It!

[bunniefuu]

Newsreel narrator:
Welcome toamerica and you,

where together
we will travel

through the pages
of American history

and rediscover
ourselves.

From when
he started in ,

it took gutzon borglum
years

to sculpt
this legendary landmark

in the hills
of south Dakota.

Here we see gutzon
working on the lips of Lincoln.

The great memorial stands

more than , feet
above sea level.

Washington, Jefferson,
Roosevelt, and Lincoln--

the presidents
on mount rushmore--

represent the nation's
finest ideas

as they were shaped
in our first years

and that we have lived by
ever since.

And so, as the inscription
on the mountain reads...

Well, class,
does anybody have
any questions

about the film
we just saw?
Yes, Timothy?

What would happen
if two of the heads

were brought to life
by some mad geniuses

and were let loose to destroy
all that we have created

in one action-packed
battle?

Nonsense, Timothy.

Things like that
can't happen nowadays.

Yes, Dexter?

I am sorry to argue
with you, Mr. Luzinski,

but this bringing to life
of inanimate objects

is very possible
indeed.

All you need to do
is simply implant

some tripolar
frankensteinian electrodes

and apply , volts
of electromagnicity.

Then the inanimate object
will come to life

and carry out any order
of destruction

that a mad genius
could possibly have.

Was that
a bipolar electrode?

No, no, mandark.
A tripolar.

Hee hee! Oh, yeah,
right. Thank you.

Ha ha ha!

♪ Oh, cherry tree,
oh, cherry tree ♪

♪ oh, you are
so pretty ♪

Mandark: Hey, Dexter,
can we lend you a hand?

No, thank you.
I have everything
under...

Control.

Dexter, I'd like
to introduce you

to our nation's
first president--
George Washington.

Say hello, George.

Aah!

All right, George,

what do you say
we cross the Delaware?

[Panting]

How am I ever going to stop
that huge behemoth?

Hi, Dexter!
Penny for your
thoughts?

I'm thinking
of Lincoln.

Thank you, Dee Dee.

Now get out of my lab!
I have work to do.

Mandark: Take that! And that!
And some of that, too!

Computer:
Dexter, approaching
mount rushmore.

, ,

, , .

Dexter: And now
the final touch.

President Lincoln,
I have just elected you

to kick
George Washington's butt.

Ahh...

Now with Dexter
out of the picture,

I can finally enjoy
some peace and quiet.

Uh, George,
would you mind moving?

You're blocking
my sun.

Hey, George, what did i--
hey, what the--

Dexter: score
and a little while ago,

you brought forth
on this continent

a new giant
conceived in evil

and dedicated
to destroying my lab,

and now I, Dexter,
am here to settle
this score.

Meet my good friend

president
Abraham Lincoln.

George!

Mandark: You know,
of course, Dexter,

you have no chance
to b*at the first
American president.

I beg to differ.

That's it, Dexter.
Put 'em up!

Ha! That punch
probably broke

your wooden
dentures.

Not quite,
for you see, Dexter,

I've made
a few modifications.

Very good, mandark,

but I, too, have made
some modifications.

That's it, Dexter.
Playtime is over.
Jet boots on!

Jet pack on!

Hmm. It seems
that we are
evenly matched.

Yes. I cannot
tell a lie.

You are
a worthy opponent.

Wait.you
tell a lie?

Never.

Me neither.

"Honest Abe"--
that's what
they call me.

What?!
What?!

Hey, Lincoln, what is
with the speeches?

Let's get back
to the action.

Yeah, come on, Washington.
Stop the small talk

and get back
to the punching.

Lincoln: Sorry, boys.
These two presidents
have had it.

Now, how about we get us
a couple of drinks?

Hey, come back
here!

Hey, you guys
are supposed
to serve your
country!

Come back here
and fight!

Woman: Timothy,
why don't you go
outside and play?

Timothy:
I-is it safe?

Well, of course,
dear.

[Humming]

[Footsteps approaching]

Aah!

Hee hee hee!

Dee Dee, get out
of my laboratory!

[Gasping]

Now to clean up
this mess.

[Whistling]

Here, Timmy! Here, Timmy!
Come here, boy.

That's it, boy.
Come here.

That's a good boy.

Are you hungry,
Timmy?

[Squeaking]

There you go, boy.
Eat up.

Narrator, foreign accent:
You're probably wondering

who this little Timmy
is, huh?

Well, let me
tell you.

Dexter used to have to
always be cleaning up
after Dee Dee's messes

until one day
he was fed up with it.

I am fed up
with it!

Narrator: So he worked
late into the night...

[Hammering and whirring]

And he invented Timmy.

Now, Timmy
is a termite.

Ha ha ha! But he's
no ordinary termite, ah?

That's right. He eats metal
instead of wood.

You see, Dexter combined

the titanium abstract
with the--

oh, you don't want to hear
this mumbo-jumbo, huh?

Oh, don't worry, Dexter.
I'll tell them later, ok?

Ok.

So anyway,
as the years went by,

Dee Dee broke,
and Timmy ate,

and Dee Dee broke,
and Timmy ate,

and Dee Dee broke some more,
and Timmy ate some more,

and Dexter and Timmy
were like two peas in a pod--

always together, playing,
working, everything.

They loved each other
very much,

and every time
Dexter had to go away,

Timmy would miss
Dexter very much.

[Whimpering]

But when Dexter returned,
mamma Mia!

Was Timmy happy!

And so things continued the same
until one day...

That is a good boy.
You full?

Good!

Now to get back
to work.

[Squeaking]

[Squeaking]

Not now, Timmy.
I'm busy.

I'll play
with you later.

[Squeaking]

Timmy,
what did I say?

No! I do not want
to hear another word
out of you.

And don't
make that face.
It doesn't work.

[Squeaking]

Mom: Dexter!
Dinner's ready!

Dinner?

See, Timmy?
It is dinnertime,

and I haven't got
any work done.

Now, when I return,
we are going to have

a little talk
about your attitude.

[Squeaking]

No, Timmy!
I have to go.

[Squeaking]

Come on, Timmy.
I have to go.

[Squeaking]

[Whimpering]

[Grunting]

[Panting]

[Cooing]

Thanks, mom.
That was exquisite.

Oh, mom,
do I have to?

Ha ha! I'd love to.

And now
to get back to...

Work?

Timmy!

How could you
do this to me?

Don't I treat you well?

I feed you,
I play with you,

and what do I get
in return?

Half of my life
has been eaten!

[Squeaking]

And I don't care
if you ever come back!

Narrator: Ooh!

That's some yelling
Dexter do at Timmy.

So Dexter continued
without Timmy.

But it didn't take
much time

for Dexter to start missing
his little Timmy termite,

and Dexter realized
he was wrong to yell at Timmy.

I probably
shouldn't have yelled
at him like that.

I know! I'll find him
and apologize!

But how do I find
such a small creature?

This should do it!

Narrator: So Dexter followed
Timmy's path of leftovers

deep into the lab,

searching high
and searching low

for his little bambino
until...

Aah!

Dexter: Help! Help!

Someone help!

Huh? Timmy? Timmy,
is that you?

[Grunting]

Good boy, Timmy.
Now pull!

That's it.
A little more.
A little more.

Yeah!

Narrator: Whew!
That was close,

but Timmy,
he saved the day,

and so Dexter apologized
to Timmy

for yelling at him.

And he also explained
that when Timmy gets lonely,

he starts to eat
uncontrollably,

and being the smart fella
that Dexter is,

he figured out a plan
to fix this problem.

Hee hee hee!

Ha ha ha!

Get out
of my laboratory!

[Whistle]

[Whistling]

Narrator: What did I
tell you, huh?

That Dexter is
one smart fella.

Well, that's it.
Good-bye.

Oinky!
Oink oink oink!

Piggies!
Oink! Oink! Oink!

Oink oink oink!

Mmm!

Oinky, oinky.

Oinky, oinky!

Mmm!

Ha ha ha! You're
pretty dirty, sis.

Oh, Dexter,
I'm even prettier
when I'm clean.

[Clucking rapidly]

I've got to fix that.

Okey-dokey.

Now to discover
the cure for--

Dee Dee!

How many times
have I told you not
to sneak up on me?!

Hmm...

Only , , times!

, ,
carry the --

pi into
is the lump sum
of the quotient--

, goes
into million...

She's right.

Now get out!

Dexter?

What?

Uh, can you take a look
at my plant?

I don't think
it's doing so well.

Hmm. I think I have
just the thing.

Now, where did I
put that?

Ah, here it is--
my botanical booster.

Now, Dee Dee, this is
an unstable, untested
growth hormone

distilled from
mackerel bones.

What's
a mackerel?

I'm a mackerel!

Now get me out
of this mayonnaise jar!

Uh, don't mind him.
He's always like that.

No, just give
your plant two--

precisely
two drops--

and then it will be
as good as new.

But--but, Dexter,
you said

this growth hormone
was untested.

Oh, uh-huh.
Oh, yeah.
You are right.

Then get out of here
and test it for me!

Don't worry,
little fella.

You'll be feeling better
in no time.

Let's see. How many drops
was it again?

Oh, yeah!

Ooh.

I think it's time
to replant you...

In the yard!

Hey, Dee Dee,
whatcha got, huh?
Whatcha got?

Uh, nothing.
Nothing at all.

It's a new plant,
isn't it?

Uh, no.

Oh! I knew it!

Does it need
some trimming?

Come on,
all plants need
a little trimming.

Huh? Huh? I even got
these new shears
and everything.
Snip, snip!

Uh, no, thanks, dad.
It doesn't need
any trimming,

but I think
there are some bushes
over there that you missed.

Huh? What? Where?

Boy, these plants
are going to need

all the help they can get
to survive dad's gardening.

Open wide, sweetie.

Mommy's going to
feed you snookies

so you can get
big and strong.

And some for you...

And a little
for you...

And--oh, we can't
forget you!

That's better!

[Roaring]

Dad: Aw, looks like
this little guy's carrying

a little extra weight.

Well, let me
help you with that.

[Roar]

Hmm. That's strange.

That's even stranger.

[Humming]

[Growling]

Oh, dad's hungry.

Don't worry, honey.
Lunch will be ready.

As soon as
the pizza delivery
guy gets here.

Boy, the yard
really looks
out of control.

Dexter, would you
mind giving

your father
a hand in the yard?

Uh, gee,
I'd like to, mom,

but I, uh--
I have to count

every one
of these sciency
thingies in my room.

, , ...

This--this could
take a while.

Allow me.

, , , ...

Give or take ,
of course.

Dee Dee is definitely
the root of this problem.

Well, I better get this problem
under control!

Oh, I don't--

hyah!

[Engine slowing]

Oh, got to rest.

Got to find
a dentist.

Well, Mr. Caterpillar,
thanks for joining
my tea party,

and here's the last
drop of tea.

[Crash]

All rightie, boys,

I'd like you to meet
your weed.

I give you
the green thumb one--

an antibotany
laser-emitting device

capable of destroying
any backyard plant,

even crab grass.

Draw.

And now you.

Well, after
all that yardwork,

I hope you kids
are good and hungry.

Huh. Where's
your father?

It isn't like him
to miss dinner.

Feed me!

Feed me!

Feed me!

Enter at
your own peril,

where impossible
things may happen

that the world's
never seen before.

♪ In Dexter's
laboratory... ♪

♪ The smartest boy
you've ever seen ♪

♪ but Dee Dee blows
his experiments ♪

♪ to
smithereens ♪

♪ there is
gloom and doom ♪

♪ while things
go boom ♪

♪ in Dexter's lab