01x24 - Demolition Kirbie/Flowers for Dumples

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♪ One, two, three! ♪

[radio tuning]

[Burt] Ugh, Kirbie's pilot

exam is taking forever.

Yeah, I know.

Getting my license

took like ten minutes.

Yeah, I got mine in five.

The instructor kept yelling

"Take it! Just take it!"

[radio]

That's right.

Free ice cream for the first

four-hundred customers!

Dude, hold on.

They just said something

about free ice cream.

[radio]

That's right.

Free ice cream for the first

four-hundred customers!

[both gasp]

That's just across

the Crawford Nebula!

I did it!

I got my license.

[Woody]

Kir-beast!

Ha-ha I knew you could do it!

They said it's the highest

score they've ever seen.

They said I'm a natural!

-They said--

-Kirbie.

I don't mean to interrupt-

Herby and I

just heard an ad

for free ice cream

on the radio!

It's just a few short

light years away.

That sounds great!

Can I drive?

I have my license!

I wanna drive.

I'm driving!

I won't even bring my license.

Herby?

License please.

[shredding noise]

Why would you--

Ice cream.

You make a good point.

Let's go!

Ice cream!

Ice cream! Ice cream!

Uh, Kirbie, I know you

just got your license,

but here's a tip:

You have to be in

the ship to drive it.

I'm doing a visual inspection

of my ship's exterior.

Kirbie, come on,

we gotta go!

The radio guy said that only

the first customers

get the free ice cream!

Being in a hurry doesn't

mean we can ignore

the rules

in the Pilot Handbook.

Whoa, there's a book?

Inspection complete!

Now hold onto your butts

it's ice cream time!

[engine revs]

[slow puttering]

[slow puttering]

[horns honking]

[Kirbie]

There-nope...

Uhh, oh here's a-uh-oh,

ha-ha, not quite...

There-nope...

uhh, there-no...

So, uh...

everything okay?

The Handbook says to

only pull into traffic

when you have two

ship-lengths of space.

That's just a loose guideline.

Did you get the highest

score on your Pilot Exam?

Cause I did.

Now, relax.

Someone will let us in.

There-nope...

Uh, oh here's a-uh-oh,

ha-ha, not quite...

[Woody]

Doin' great, Kirb.

Safest highway merge

I've ever done.

We're in!

See?

Followed the rules

and everybody survived!

So, now that we're

on the highway,

you can get it up

to speed, right?

Way ahead of you, Herby.

Got it locked in

on the speed limit.

[angry shouts

and horn honks]

She's driving kinda slow.

Are we gonna make it?

I think it's time for Kirbie

to get the greatest gift

a passenger can

give a new pilot...

Backseat driving!

Switch lanes

without looking!

Tailgate that garbage ship

so you can draft

for more speed!

Honk the horn so other drivers

know you're in a hurry!

Again!

You know what?

Just honk all the time!

Okay enough!

I haven't broken one rule

in the Pilot Handbook

and we're still

on course for ice cream.

So no more tippy-tips.

[Woody] Yup, gotta side

with Kirb Appeal

on this one, dudes.

She's dead center in her lane

and hasn't broken

the speed limit once.

Ugh, lemme see this thing.

See?

You don't break any

rules in the handbook

and you don't get

into any trouble.

[siren]

Uh, you sure about that?

[siren]

Do you know how

fast you were going?

Yes, sir!

I was going

the exact speed limit.

The speed what?

Speed limit.

The amount of speed you're

legally allowed to speed-

Blah blah blah-blah-blah!

Look lady, we're all trying

to get free ice cream here,

so step on it!

Am I the only one

following the rules?

Burt, meet me

in the back.

Okay, as long as Kirbie's

following this handbook

there's no way she'll get us

to the Ice Cream place in time.

You brought me back here

to watch me cry?

No.

I have a plan.

Grab some paper.

Kirb, we figured

out why that Cop

was giving you a hard time!

You're following

the OLD edition

of the Space Pilot's Handbook!

Old edition?

There is no way

we're making this up!

Here's the new one.

Why are there so many drawings

of dogs on skateboards?

And publishing it

in crayon

seems like an odd choice.

That's, umm...

official crayon!

Let me bring you up to speed

on some of the updates.

[clears throat]

When ice cream is at stake,

drive as fast

as humanly possible.

[Woody]

Is that really what it says?

Yup!

Right next to the desk

being fired out of the cannon.

Huh, well,

if that's what it says--

This seems almost

too fast, right?

No!

You're doin' great!

-Go Kirb!

-Now you got it!

[horns honking]

[Kirbie]

Well, traffic jam.

Not much I can do

about this.

Actually,

according to the book,

"If other ships get between

you and ice cream,

pass dangerously

or bump them

out of the way!"

[Woody]

There's no way it says that.

Hot dang.

It's right there

in blue and mango.

And it says you have to

crank 's hair metal

the whole way.

Finally something

that makes sense!

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[screams]

[driver]

Hey, you're crazy!

[driver two]

Maniac!

Yeah?

Yeah!?

I am a maniac...

For the rules!

[both cheer]

[both scream]

[both cheer]

[both scream]

[both cheer]

[both scream]

[maniacal giggling]

Hey, y'know, these new rules

are a lot more fun

than the old ones!

[laughs]

[horns honking]

Uh, Kirbie?

Watch out for the--

Mmm mmm,

Space Cop mmm.

My ice cream is melting!

Uh, so that

was a Space Cop

you just sent hurtling

towards the sun.

Maybe it's time

you slow down...

just a bit.

No, sir!

Handbook says making good time

is all that matters!

In fact...

We could even be faster

if we took

a few shortcuts!

But, wormholes

are really dangerous!

Yeah.

So are the distracted drivers

that keep yelling at me.

[screams]

[screams]

[screams]

Stop! Stop! Sto--

[all panting]

Hey!

What's the big idea?

I can't take it anymore!

No ice cream

is worth this madness!

I thought that last place

was pretty cool.

Kirbie... there is no

New Pilot Handbook.

What are you talking about?

We made it all up.

[Woody]

I knew it!

You were driving too slow!

We were gonna miss

the free ice cream!

I should've known

there was no such thing

as Official Crayons.

I've been driving

like a lunatic.

[gasps]

I caused so much damage!

High five!

I sent a cop

hurtling toward the sun!

[growls]

I'm not driving one more inch

until you two aren't

huge jerks anymore!

Not! One! Inch!

[announcer]

Aliens and gentlemen!

Let's get ready to crash!

[Woody]

Oh no.

It's the Demolition Dimension!

What are we gonna do?

Hey!

There's another wormhole!

Go, go.

Drive. Drive!

No way!

I can't do it

after the mess I've caused!

[Woody]

C'mon, Kirbs!

You were the best pilot ever

'til these knuckleheads

steered you wrong!

Just forget

the revised handbook

and do what the highest

scoring graduate

of the Pilot's Exam would do.

You know something?

You're right!

If the Ministry Of

Transportation has faith in me,

then I should too!

Get ready for

Demolition Kirbie!

[air horns]

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[tires screech]

[tires screech]

[gasps]

The wormhole!

I did it! I did it!

And I followed all the rules!

I did it, did it, did it,

did it, did it!

[Woody]

Ow.

Nice one, Kirbie.

I'm so sorry, Woody.

[Woody]

Don't listen to 'em, Kirbs.

It was your driving

that saved our butts out there.

Thanks, Woody!

At the end of the day,

a Space Pilot

is only as good as every

other Pilot in Space...

and that's terrifying.

You said it.

Now let's get some ice cream!

Kirbie, since you're

the one who got us here,

why don't you order first.

Vanilla!

Please.

And we're out

of ice cream.

But... but...

No!

How many times do

I have to tell you

'no bicycles

in the cafeteria'?

Twenty?

We've been robbed again!

Robbed?

Yes.

My beloved Dumples

just failed to place

in yet another dog show.

Paw?

We have to do something

to cheer him up.

He's done so much for us!

And that trick

is a real winner!

You're right.

President Skillsworthy,

we'll take Dumples

to the next dog show!

And we won't come back

without a trophy!

[Colonel]

President Skillsworthy,

I don't think

that's a good idea-

Silence, Colonel!

It's a wonderful idea.

Right, sweetie?

She agrees!

Ugh, training this dog

is impossible.

Well, she's good

at doing nothing...

which is something...

right?

All it takes to succeed

is knowledge,

desire, and a brain.

Who said that?

A famous guy.

Or someone in

a soup commercial.

It's perfect.

To motivate her desire,

I can make some yummy

healthy treats.

And for knowledge,

I can teach her

all there is to know

about winning with these.

"Win Like a Winning Winner!",

"Shake Losing Loose"

and my personal fave,

"Trophy Magnet".

And I can borrow a brain

from Professor Mybad's lab

and shove it in Dumples' ear!

I got the brain and what

looks like brain gravy.

Ahh!

Score!

Healthy treats

courtesy of Chef Kirbie!

[phone notification]

Uh, okay,

another message

from Skillsworthy.

It says "feeding time".

Huh, well, I am hungry.

-Me too.

-Snack time!

[yelping]

[egg timer ding]

[psychedelic laser sounds]

[hyperactive panting]

[egg timer ding]

Okay, Dumples,

back to work!

What happened to my videos?

Um, where's my brain?

The biscuits are ready!

Want one, Dumples?

Look!

She just did her first trick!

And that's a tough one!

Okay, trophy.

Here we come.

[applause]

[announcers]

Welcome dog enthusiasts

to this year's

'Dennington Dog Competition'.

[crowd applauds]

Don't be intimidated,

Dumples.

Just do your best.

[announcer]

It's show time!

Next up:

Dennis and Denise.

Sit.

Shake a paw.

Roll over.

[crowd applauds]

Boo!

What?

[announcer]

Next: Herby and Dumples.

Dumples, sit.

Sit.

Have a seat.

Plant it right there.

Sit.

[crowd member]

Oh, come on!

Sit.

Use the treat, Herby!

[panting]

[barks]

[crowd applauds]

[both cheer]

[announcer]

Next up: The obstacle course!

[bell dings]

[crowd applauds]

[announcer]

Next up: Herby and Dumples.

[bell dings]

Dumples!

What are you waiting for?

[bell dings]

[crowd applauds]

[announcer]

Impressive!

A great time

for Herby and Dumples.

I can almost

taste that trophy.

[phone notification]

Uh, it's Skillsworthy again.

Tell him Dumples' is closing

in on the top five...

because of us!

[♪♪♪]

Next up:

Fashion Talk.

Dogs in their best outfits

have to bark on command.

Costume, check!

Okay, Dumples,

go for gold!

Speak!

Speak, Dumples.

Speak!

If speaking is so impressive,

how come you three

dullards can do it?

Uhh...

Do you know

what this means?

It means

that trophy is mine!

[laughs]

I mean, ours, heh.

I mean, Dumples-es?

Dumples?

[gasps]

She's gone!

[announcer]

Contestants take your places...

[gasp]

This is awful!

We have to find her.

Burt,

you stall the judges!

Dumples?

Dumples!?

Dumples?

Dumples?

Dumples!

[announcer]

Next up: Herby and Dumples.

[clears throat]

[off key]

♪ La.... ♪

♪ La... La! ♪

[clears throat]

♪ [sings opera well] ♪

♪ [sings opera well] ♪

[both gasp]

-Any luck?

-Ugh, no luck.

Aw, man!

Skillsworthy's

gonna be peeved!

We've gotta get that

dog back before--

Hold that thought!

Oh, excuse me ma'am,

but I love your hat!

And... have you

seen a talking dog?

Oh yeah. Heh.

That too.

No, I most certainly have not.

[whines]

I knew it!

She's got Dumples!

Dumples!

♪ [sings opera well] ♪

You have to come back.

We need this trophy!

Come on!

Let's do this for Skillsworthy!

Him? Ha!

I never want to see

that man again!

What?

But why?

He abandoned me

with you dim specimens.

I - I thought

he cared.

Dumples,

you're his entire world!

Yeah.

He's left, like,

over eighty messages for you

since we got here...

Heh!

Make that eighty-one.

Look!

"Tell my most beautiful,

precious Dumples

I love her no matter

what the outcome."

He does care!

I actually don't think

he could care more.

So, will you come back?

[sighs]

Fine.

Yes, I'll win your trophy.

But we do it my way.

♪ [sings opera well] ♪

[crowd cheers]

Okay, bye.

[announcer] Here's a first:

the dog and trainer

have switched roles!

What a show!

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[applause]

He's totally been practicing.

[announcer] The final event:

The Rings Of Fire!

If they ace this,

they'll win the contest!

But, it's fire!

Followed by more fire.

Followed by even more fire

and topped off with fire!

[deep breath]

I can't.

Fine.

Then let's just

leave right now;

without our pride

and without that silly,

overlarge beverage cup.

It's a trophy...

and it's not silly.

[howls]

[battle cries]

[growls]

[whimpers]

[growls]

[all cheer]

[announcer]

A perfect score!

[applause]

I did it!

I won the competition!

I mean, uh, we won.

How about a Victory Biscuit?

Why, yes!

Uh, it looks like I'm out...

Sorry, Dumples.

Unacceptable.

I haven't had a treat

in quite some time now and-

[burps]

Oh my.

If you'll excuse me.

I must use the ladies'.

[farting]

[howling and farting]

[panting]

What's wrong with her?

Who cares?

Let's get this

to Skillsworthy!

Why is Herby's name on it?

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