03x04 - Poppa Wheely/A Mom Cartoon/The Mock Side of the Moon

[bunniefuu]

Now class, don't forget,
tomorrow is career day--

that's where each of you
brings in a working parent

to share a little bit about
their occupation with the
class.

Cool! My dad's
a pro golfer.

My mom's a marine.

My daddy's
a brain surgeon.

So's mine.

What's your dad do,
Dexter?

Hmmm. I never
really thought
about that before.

Don't you
even know what
your dad's career is?

Of course I do.

Well,
if you must know,

he's a top secret
scientist

who works for
the government.

A top secret scientist?
Really?

That's cool, Dex.

What type of science
is it?

Um, a, his field
is a...

Cosmotronic
engineering?

Oh, that rules!

What is cosmotronic
engineering?

Is it top secret?

Come on,
you could tell me.

Well, I cannot tell you
the details,

but it's stuff like
space travel,

Teleportation,
robots and such.

I can't wait
to meet him.

He sounds so cool!

Yeah. He is way cooler
than any of your dads.

All I have to do is program
the genetic material

to produce the human traits
of a super-genius dad.

Ok, now.

That should finish it.

By morning, this massive
organic tissue

should morph into
the perfect father.

Good night, dad.

Now to see
how this guy came out.

[Gasps] He's perfect!

Perfect!

This father is surely
every boy's dream.

Begin drain procedure...

And lift tube.

Go ahead,
say something cool.

The coefficient
of pie

times x to the third
is . .

Yes! They are
going to love you.

You will be the
greatest dad ever!

Ok. Get down
and be quiet.

We got to get past dad.

Dad: Dexter?

Good morning, son.

Say, that's an
awfully big backpack

you have there.

Uh, what?

Oh, yeah. Uh,
what's a matter, pops,

getting old?

Oversized backpacks
are the coolest.

Oh, yeah,
that's right.

I forgot.

Well, dad, do not want
to be late for school.

I can drive you,
if you like.

That's ok.

Dexter?

Yes?

Are you sure you're
not forgetting anything?

I am sure.

Teacher: Ok, now, Mikey,

let's meet your dad.

Hey, everybody,

my dad owns
a toy store in town.

That's right, kids,

and you know what
the best thing about
owning a toy store is?

All: What?

Free toys!

All: Yeah!

Wow. The competition
is pretty tough,

but my dad will
still be the best.

All right, Dexter,
it's your turn.

Class, please welcome

with a healthy round
of applause, my dad.

Go ahead, dad,

show them
how cool you are.

The coefficient
of pie

times x to the third
is . .

Wasn't that cool?

Say it again.

The coefficient
of pie

times x to the third
is . .

I can't believe Dexter
forgot about career day.

Good thing I got this reminder
in the mail yesterday.

Ah, here we go. Room .

Oh, hey, it's already
Dexter's turn,

but who's that with him?

Now why would Dexter
have a stranger

pretend to be me?

Is he...Is he ashamed?

Anyway, isn't my dad
supercool, guys?

No way! He's lame!

Get him out of here!

[Yelling]

Whoa. It's not going
so well in there.

Hmm.

But guys, this
is what a top secret
scientist is like.

Surely he is
the coolest dad.

No way! That's not
a dad, that's a dud!

Dud! Dud! Dud! Dud! Dud!

Dud! Dud! Dud! Dud!
Dud! Dud!

[Revving engine]

[Screeching]

[Revving engine]

Dad, what are
you doing here?

Well, son, it's career day,

so I thought I would
demonstrate my career.

What career is that?

Well, anybody who wants
to find out can follow me.

[Cheering]

This way.

[Cheering]

Wow, Dexter,
your dad's career
is really cool!

What is it?

Just look.

All right, folks,
let me break it down for you.

Yay!

First, I must ride
this motorcycle

through two flaming planks
of wood with nails.

One wrong move
and pfft, I get a flat.

Then hitting the ramp I fly
over big yellow school buses,

not just empty school buses--

these are filled to the brim
with wild lions and tigers!

Then, I will soar over a t*nk

containing an assortment
of the most dangerous sharks
known to man.

Finally, the dreaded
ring of fire.

This is highly dangerous,
folks,

so leave the stuff
to the pros like me.

Your dad is mega-cool
if he makes it.

I hope he
makes it, then.

On my Mark...

Get set...

Go!

Yeah!

[Roaring]

Whoa.

Oh, my.

He might make it.

[Revving engine]

Yay!

He's my dad.

Yay!

[Cheering]

Dad, that was
so supercool.

I am sorry
I did not ask you

to come in today.

That's ok, Dexter.

You didn't know.

I'm sure your kids
wouldn't want

a boring scientist
as a dad, either.

Well, kids, I have to be
getting back to work.

Tallyho!

Bye!
Bye!

Wow, there goes
the greatest dad
on earth.

But he's no
cosmotronic engineer.

[Crash]

[Engine roaring]

Oh, dad'll just love this!

[Humming jingle bells]

[Beep]

Man: Attention shoppers:

We have a red light sale
in aisle on latex gloves.

Ahh!

Ugh!

[Crash]

[Grunting, crashing]

[Glass shatters]

Oh, would you
look at that.

The very last pair.

Must be my lucky day.

[Humming jingle bells]

[Can clunks]

[Beep]

Man: Attention shoppers...

[Beeping, computer sounds]

The sun: Center
of our solar system,

giving the energy
for life on earth,

which is showered
in the sun's powerful rays,

except when eclipsed
by the moon.

For one precious moment,
totality.

Wow.

Enough play.

Hours from now I will be
witnessing the real thing.

[Beeping]

Collecting important data,

capturing every
terrestrial detail:

Speed...

Orbit...

Diameter...

Weight.

Wait! , pounds?

Judging by the moon's
overall density,

the moon should weigh
twice that.

Taking into account
the moon's gravity field

and its internal inertia,

it just doesn't add up!

Could the scientific community
overlook something so obvious?

Something is not right.

Time for a little recon.

[Beeping]

[Rattling]

[Whoosh]

[Boom]

Odd. I thought
I put her down pretty soft.

Time to get to
the bottom of this.

[cr*ck]

Aahhh!

Oof!

Aahh...

Wow. An entire world hidden
inside the crust of the moon.

But where is everybody?

Hello?

Hello?

[Honking]

What was that?

[Honking continues]

It is coming
from over there.

[Honking]

Martians!

[Honking]

What on earth
are they saying?

Translation, please.

[Honking]

Then while earth is
distracted by the eclipse,

we'll go in
and clean them out.

They won't know
what hit them.

[Honking]

Earth is minutes away
from att*ck

and the only one who knows
is stuck on the moon!

Wait a sec! Robo ,
I need your help.

[Engines starting]

[Whoosh]

[Cracking]

[Crash]

It is time to get busy!

[Bonk]

Talk to the hands!

[Crash]

[Beeping]

Hors d'oeuvres, anyone?

Let's dance!

[Beeping]

Foolish beings!

[Feedback]

Ahem. I have exposed
your secret world,

unraveled your evil plot,

and deflected
your entire fleet.

Any last words?

[Honking]

That must be how you say,
"I give up," in martian.

Robo, translate the groveling.

Martian: Why are you
doing this to us?

We come in peace.

Oh, no you don't.

I was at your rally
to destroy earth.

Does, "sneak in
and wipe them out"

ring a bell?

We were just waiting
for the earth's

wonderful mock turtleneck
sweaters to go on sale.

It's very chilly in the moon

and we needed some
warmer clothing.

And with the lunar eclipse,

we figured the stores
wouldn't be very crowded.

Mock-neck sweaters?

Ha ha ha ha.

Whoopsie.

Would you like it
in sunburst or mint?

[Honk]

announcer:
Enter at your own peril

where impossible
things may happen

that the world's
never seen before.

♪ In Dexter's laboratory ♪

♪ lives 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 ♪