01x01 - Popcorn Monster/Game of Drones

[bunniefuu]

[exciting music]

- ♪ Oh here we go up the tubes ♪

♪ Fighting crime is what we do ♪

♪ A superhero and his sidekick with a plan ♪

♪ Who's the one behind the mask ♪

♪ Who can move super fast? ♪

♪ It's Kid Danger... ♪ - And look!

- ♪ It's Captain Man ♪

- ♪ So come along ♪ all: ♪ Come along ♪

- ♪ It's "The Adventures of Kid Danger" ♪

♪ This is the song ♪ all: ♪ This is the song ♪

- ♪ For "The Adventures of Kid Danger" ♪

♪ ♪

- ♪ I'm okay ♪

- Feels good.

[upbeat music]

- [snoring]

[soft music]

First episode.

[watch beeping]

- Henry, wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!

Wake up! Wake up! Wake up... - I'm up. I'm up.

All right, I'm up. I'm up. I'm up! I'm up!

What's wrong? - Just get to the Man Cave.

Fast.

Oh, and bring bagels.

- [groans]

[exciting music]

[grunts]

Wait. Something's wrong.

Uh... ooh, clothing.

[sniffs] Smells good.

♪ ♪

[dinosaur roars]

[buzzer sounds]

[elevator bell dings]

Hey, Ray, I brought your bagels.

- Wait. Hang on, Henry.

So is it for sure, Schwoz?

Are you % sure, Schwoz?

- Yeah, yeah, it's an exact match.

- Uh, you guys?

- [whimpering] - Some dude just jacked

a school bus. - A school bus?

- Ugh, Charlotte, could you say less words?

- Ray, you triple beeped me. What's the emergency?

- Look at 'em, Henry!

Look at these two fluffy babies.

- I see two pieces of popcorn.

- Identical.

You see two identical pieces of popcorn.

[chuckles] - Yes, they are exactly alike.

- Wrong. The third law

of thermo-popcornial dynamics clearly states:

It is impossible for any two pieces of popcorn

to be exactly identical.

- Then explain these. -

Sure. I'll put 'em in the micro-particle scanner.

- Mm-hmm.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Come on, analyzer. - Come on, no whammies,

no whammies, no whammies! - Match them up, match them up.

[computer beeps] - See?

They're only .% identical,

which is not an exact match.

- Frickin' frackin'! - Dipthong!

- Ah! - So angry!

- I hate everything! [sighs]

See, I really, really, really wanted

to find two identical pieces of popcorn.

- It was my dream too.

- I thought your dream was to grow hair?

- That dream came true.

Just not on my head.

[soft music] [bird chirping]

- Hey, I got an idea.

Why don't we go to the Swellview Movie Theater

and check all the popcorn there?

- Ah, this kid. - Yeah, yeah.

- He's full of good ideas! Come here, you little rascal.

See, that's why I hired you to be my sidekick.

- Your bicep is crushing my neck.

- To the movie theater. - [exhales]

- Come on, Henry, let's go.

- But what about the school bus?

The kids?

- Oh, yeah. You should go save them.

- Save 'em good. - Up the tube!

- [breathing heavily]

- My Spooder-sense.

[exciting music playing]

- [yelps]

- Sorry to interrupt your movie, but...

[people booing] - Uh, look at us, please.

- We're with the FPI.

- Federal Popcorn Inspectors. - Dudes,

your blocking Spooderman. - Too bad.

- We have to inspect your popcorn.

[dramatic music]

[computers beeping]

both: All right, here we come. - Hey! That's my popcorn!

- Let's see your corn. - Make with the corn, lady.

Let's see. Just relax. [all grumbling]

- Hey, did you wash your hands? - Show me your buckets.

- We can do this here or we can do it downtown, pal.

[tires squeal]

- Okay, kids, now I'm gonna go steal some snacks.

Um, anybody want anything?

[overlapping chatter]

- I need my insulin.

- Fine! Be right back.

[dramatic music]

- Hmm.

[grunts]

Okay, my name is Charlotte, I don't know how to drive,

so fasten your seat belts.

[kids murmur]

[beeping, creaks]

[engine revs, tires squeal]

[kids shout]

♪ ♪

[expl*si*n]

- It's okay! We're all safe!

[indistinct chatter]

[dramatic music playing]

- Stupid popcorn.

- Not one exact match. - Dang it.

- I guess we should go tell Charlotte that she was right

and we were wrong.

- Pfft.

Or...

We can use this special device

to make an exact duplicate of anything.

- Have you had that the whole time?

- Yeah, I should've mentioned it.

- Well, how's it work? - Like this.

[g*n warbles]

[soft dramatic music]

- Whoa. Look at 'em.

- Mm-hmm.

♪ ♪

Ha! Two identical pieces of popcorn.

Thanks to cheating. - Cool.

Now we just gotta go back to the Man Cave and--

- [growls] - Oh, my gosh!

- [blows, chuckles]

[chomps] - Ah, my nose!

It's biting my nose! Help me!

- Hey! Hey! Stop biting his nose.

- W-w-wait! [grunts]

- [grumbles]

Bye.

- [groans] What--what just happened?

- [sighs] Well, see, when you use this thing

to duplicate something, sometimes,

the duplicate thing comes to life and is extremely evil.

- Sometimes?

- Ugh, okay, like, % of the time.

Come on. And quick, ditch the costumes.

- Kay, kay! [both grunt]

- [breathing heavily]

- There! At the snacks!

- [grumbling]

Cannonball!

[sighs]

- It jumped in the butter.

- What's it doing?

- It's drinking all the butter.

- [belches]

- Whoa. Now what's happening?

- Uh, I think--I think--

expansion!

- Expansion? What does that mean?

[all screaming]

[dramatic music]

- Hug me.

♪ ♪

- [snarls]

[both scream] - [growls]

- Now what? - Uh...

Go get him. - What? Me?

You're the one who's indestructible.

- [growling] - [whimpering]

[grunts] - [gasps]

- [laughs] You're wet now.

- I already was.

- Already? - Was?

- [growls]

♪ ♪

- And today's my birthday.

- That does it. Gumballs.

- Mmm.

[exciting music]

♪ ♪

Let's go.

- Ow. - Uh, happy birthday.

- Ow. - ♪ And many more ♪

♪ Not to be confused with Mandy Moore ♪

[monster growling]

[tires squealing]

- [roars]

- Ah, my Oldsmobile! [car horn honks]

♪ ♪

- [grunts] How rude.

- Great Scott.

[tires squeal] - Run, Doc-tor Smith!

♪ ♪

- [humming]

[yelps] My bagels!

- [growls] Squeeze you.

- No, don't squeeze me!

- Oh, man, look what we've done.

- I know.

- [growls]

- [screams]

- Here he comes. - [snarling]

- Oh, my--gah!

- Captain Man! - [shouts]

Ah! I'm okay. - [grunts]

- Ah! I'm okay.

[squeals] I'm okay.

I'm okay! - Hey, Popcorn Boy.

- Huh? - Take this.

[blaster fires] - [grunts]

- Oh. Uh...

[blaster f*ring]

I don't understand why you're not falling down.

- [growls, snarls]

- [screaming]

I can't believe this is still going on.

[screaming]

[grunts]

Ah! [grunts]

[cow moos]

- You never loved me. [cow moos]

- Oh! Get out of the way! - He's got a sword!

- [growling]

- Oh.

Uh, okay.

It's a giant sword.

Okay, I get it. Sure.

Uh... Whoa there.

- Whoosh! Whoosh! - Hey, now.

- Kid Danger, use your super fast reflexes.

- Well, duh. - [growling]

[both grunting]

- [panting]

[cell phone ringing] Oh, my phone.

- [growls] - Would you quit it?

[grunts] Hey! Hey!

[whistle blows] Time out!

[grunts]

- All right.

- Hello? - I got the bus!

- The--the bus? What bus?

- The one that got bus-jacked.

- Really? Wait, where are you?

[horn honking]

Oh, you're there.

- [screams]

[whistle blows] Time in.

- Huh? [bus horn honks]

Ah, geez. [grunts]

[screaming]

[grunts]

[grunts, groans]

[tires squeal]

[all grunt]

[cow moos]

- Hey. Where's the popcorn monster?

- Oh. Over there.

Defeated.

- [growling]

Nope. I'm done.

- [laughs]

Well, looks like we've done it again, Kid Danger.

- And guess how that feels? - How's it feel?

- Good.

- Uh, excuse me?

I'm the one who drove that bus into that monster.

- Well, yeah, but we created the monster.

- So without us,

there never would have even been a monster...

- For you to drive a bus into.

- I...I don't even know how to respond to that.

- Just try a simple thank you.

- Thank you? - You're welcome.

- Kid Danger? - Yeah?

- What? What do you want?

- Is the popcorn man gonna be okay?

both: Um...

no. - No, he's not.

- Oh.

Then can we eat him?

[both laugh]

- You sure can.

- I think he'd want it that way.

- Yay!

[laughs]

[all cheer and laugh]

- Ah, ain't life crazy? - Yeah.

- A few minutes ago, we were fighting that monster.

[laughs] And now.

- Those kids are eating his carcass.

- Aww, yeah. - So sweet.

[dramatic music]

- [growls]

[grunts] [pigeon coos]

- Yah!

[laughs]

I'll be back on Christmas Day!

♪ ♪

[both squealing oddly]

[buzzing] - Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

- Aw, watch this! Watch this! - Make it turn!

- Fly like a monkey! - Aw, this is crazy!

- [laughs] - It's glorious.

- Check out my somersaults.

[buzzing]

- Ah. - Whoa!

- What the heck?

[all laughing] - Look at her!

- Hey, look at her face! It's funny that it happened.

- I'm glad it happened.

[high pitched whirring, electricity crackling]

[powers down, clatters]

- Charlotte! - My precious!

[breathing heavily] It's okay, my little drone.

Uncle Schwozy will fix you

with mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

[inhaling dramatically and blowing]

- Charlotte! - We needed that drone

for the Swellview Drone Dash today.

- Ray, haven't you lost the Drone Dash

for the past years?

- [stammers] That's not my fault.

I only lose because that evil Dr. Minyak

always enters the race. - Yeah, we'll go with that.

- [stammers angrily] - Well, don't worry.

We're not gonna lose this year.

- Mm-hmm. - And clear!

[electricity surges] - Uh, Schwoz?

- Just a little more. [high-pitched squeal]

Again! Clear!

[expl*si*n] [screaming]

[grunts]

[groans, grunts]

[thumping]

[electricity crackles] - Schwoz, are you hurt?

- Yes. Badly.

- Well, that rips it.

Now we can't compete in the Drone Dash

- Ah, yes we can.

Here's a drone piece. - Ray.

- And here's another one. - Ray.

- See? It's like a puzzle. - Ray.

Ray. - A fun, fun puzzle.

And now I just... - Ray.

- Just put these together... - Ray.

- And... [stammering] - Ray.

- Get some glue!

[sobs] Oh, come on.

It's a-- - [grunts]

- Thank you. - Wait!

an idea just pooped in my head.

- Gross. - Come, everyone, to the tubes!

[spirited instrumental music]

Whee!

- Don't squeeze me so hard.

- Up the tube.

♪ ♪

- Schwoz, get out of my pockets!

- No, let me see what you have. [giggles]

♪ ♪

- Wait. Wh--what happened to Charlotte?

Charlotte? - Where am I?

- I guess she got lost somewhere

up in all those tubes.

So, Schwoz, why'd you bring us to the Man Hangar?

- Do you have a new drone for us?

- I sure do!

[dramatic tones] And there she is!

- Dude, we can't use something that gimongous

in the Drone Dash.

- I know. Just wait.

[grunts]

[laughs]

both: Whoa. - Wait.

- What're you doing with that?

[high-pitched whirring] - Sha-boom!

- Whoa! - Wow!

- Holy drone. - What?

- That is perfect.

- Yeah.[sniffs]

Smells good.

So where are the controls? - Inside the ship.

- Wha--if they're inside the ship,

how am I supposed to fly the ship?

Whoa! What're you do--oh, no!

- Ha! Look! It's tiny Henry!

[both laugh]

- Schwoz, you better biggify me, right now!

- No, no.

See, now that you are puny and tiny,

you can get inside the drone.

- Y-you mean I fly it?

Myself?

- Yeah.

You'll be just like a jet pilot.

- Only teeny tiny.

- Well, okay. [chuckles]

- But first, it's time for you and me

to become He and He.

[exciting music]

Here, Henry, chew this teeny tiny little piece of gum.

Then blow an itsy bitsy bubble.

- I know what to do.

[both chewing]

♪ ♪

Up the tube. Whoa.

Ooh, I'm teeny, and I'm in a drone.

- Ha! Small. Come on.

- My goodness, it's an exciting day

here in Swellview Park

because the th annual Drone Dash

is about to begin. - That's right, Trent,

and it looks like all the heavyweights

in drone racing are here.

[gasps] Oh, I see Sidney and Oliver.

- [sighs] Use more thumb.

- And, look, over there.

There's Jasper Dunlop with his drone.

- Hey, Piper, look!

I gave my drone hair that matches mine.

I call him "Jasper Drone-lop."

- I don't care about your hairy drone!

- [whispers] I love you.

- Also competing this year,

we have local lopsided school teacher, Miss Shapen.

- Ah!

- Oh, and of course, what Drone Dash would be complete

without Swellview's very own hometown bad boy?

- He's fresh out of Swellview Prison.

- Dr. Minyak!

[all booing]

- Who's booing? Who dares to boo me?

- Everyone! - I demand to know--

Hey, no butterflies on my drone!

- [squeals]

[blaster fires] - What th--

- Too surprised to finish the word "the"?

- It's Captain Man!

[all cheering]

- Shut up! Don't clap and cheer

for Captain Man.

- Too late. They already did.

- Hey, where's Kid Danger?

- Uh, I don't know where Kid Danger is.

All I know for sure is that my drone

has always been this size, and, uh, obviously,

I wouldn't shake it like this

if there was a person inside of it.

- [shouting]

- No one cares about your drone, Captain Moron.

- [gasps]

- I always b*at you at this Drone Dash,

and this year will be no exception.

- Oh, yeah? Well, maybe you didn't hear

about this fortune I found while eating a Chinese cookie.

See? It says...

- Well, perhaps you should read my fortune

from a Chinese cookie that I recently ate.

- Let's see what this says. [mutters]

Pfft. Well, that could mean anything.

Come on, Drone. With no one inside you.

- Psht. You lie bad.

[exciting music]

- Cool Drone. Where's your remote control?

- Oh, uh...

[flies buzzing]

Here--here it is. Right here.

- That looks like a shoe. - Your mom looks like a shoe.

- Yeah.

- Let's go, Mary. Get it on.

Bang a gong.

[gong sounds] - I did it.

- Let the Drone Dash begin.

[pops] [crowd cheering]

[dramatic music]

- Okay, Henry, you're cool.

Feeling good. [laughs]

Excuse me, Dr. Minyak.

See ya! Whoo!

- What the--

- Come on, Drone! Make Momma Shapen proud!

Zoom! Zoom! Zoom!

- Ahh! Whoa!

- Ah! - [grunts]

[groans, cries] - Sidney!

- Sidney, way to break my drone

with your boy belly.

- [groans]

- Well, I think it's time

to eliminate more of the competition.

- [whimpers] - Ooh, pardon me, competitor.

- [whimpers]

- You have no idea... ♪ What's about to happen ♪

And there's the honey.

Now prepare to be sweetened.

- Sweetened?

♪ ♪

- Oh, no!

- It looks like Dr. Minyak's drone

is spewing honey all over Oliver's drone.

- Oh, oh, oh...

I'm flying sticky.

- And now let's see if you can bear this.

[bear growls]

- Ooh, and that's bye-bye Oliver.

- Defeat, we dance again.

- Really, Minyak? - [humming]

- Honey? Bears?

You make me sick.

- I will also make you lose.

- Gah! He always twists it around on me.

♪ ♪

- Ah, man, here comes Minyak.

- Now, lasers!

[lasers whirring, blasters f*ring]

- [shouting]

- No! - Oh, and Jasper's drone

gets a taste of laser.

- Oh, my--my drone's out of control.

[grunting]

Ah! - Gulp.

[audience exclaims] [clown nose honks]

- Oh, wow, Jasper Drone-lop is out of the race,

and so are three other drones

that we don't need to address specifically.

- And that leaves only two drones left in this Drone Dash.

- Dr. Minyak's and Captain Man's.

- You play dirty, Minyak. Real dirty.

- I'll show you dirty.

Twist and ha!

♪ ♪

- [yelps]

- Oh, my, what's that protrusion?

- Well, it seems that Dr. Minyak's drone

has sprouted some kind of spinning w*apon.

- Oh no! I'm gonna be spun-punctured.

[metal churning]

- Hey, is it me or

is Captain Man's drone getting bigger?

[crowd gasping, murmuring]

- Ah, jeez.

I think Schwoz's shrink effect is wearing off.

- What? What did you say?

- Oh, oh, I-- I just said, uh,

I flink Bloz's swinkleflect is splaring floff.

- Well, soon you'll be splaring floff

your swinkleflect!

- I don't think so.

- [yelping]

I'm embiggening!

[clanking]

- Great snot!

- And now... up we go.

[whirring]

And... down.

- No-no-no-no! Wait-wait-wait!

You're over my drone! [crash]

[sobbing]

- And... up.

And down.

And now, let's win this thing. Yeah.

[rousing music]

- And Captain Man's gimongous drone wins!

[screaming]

- Dag-nabbit!

- Yeah.

[crowd cheering]

- Wait. Why is your gimongous drone hovering over me?

- Uh...not sure.

- Now, let's try this button.

- What the--

No! I hate fudge!

- Captain Man, here's your trophy.

-Thank you, Trent.

I earned this.

- Okay, Captain Man, let's go home.

♪ ♪

- Oh. Bye!

- Okay, buh-bye. [crowd cheering]

- Excellent work today, Kid Danger.

You did good. - Eh, so did you.

- Nah, you were the one who

dropped all the fudge on Dr. Minyak.

- [chuckles] Well, guess what?

- What? - That wasn't fudge.

[both laugh]

- Oh, man! - You see what I did there?

- I know what you're talking about!

- We're flying into the sun! - Ahh!

[exciting music]

♪ ♪

- Mmm!