03x42 - My Bodyguard

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Max: A cake-making class

is just the relaxing break we need.

Are you ready to master the subtle art of baking?

[ Mixer whirring ]

Hold up. That can't be right.

Yeah, I thought this class would be...

younger.

Not that. That!

Chef Zomboni? It's Zombozo!

Huh. Well, that's got to be Zombozo. Yep, yeah, no question.

Welcome, students.

I knew it! Yeah, so?

Zomboni's my legal name.

And this class is completely legit.

I don't do the scary clown thing all the time, you know.

I got other stuff going on.

Now let's all take our seats so class can begin.

Take our seats?! How about I seat you in jail?!

We know you're up to something.

Well, technically, he hasn't lied yet.

Oh, Ben, let the man live.

Ugh!

I said, let's all take our seats.

Hmm.

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He's definitely up to something, right?

Oh, totally.

He's trying to play innocent, but he's gonna pull out

some hypnotic device any second now.

He thinks he's got the drop on us,

but we know better.

Constant vigilance.

Right, Ben?

Hero time.

The first thing we'll need is a truly fascinating device.

Some might even call it mesmerizing.

Here comes the hypnotism.

Um, so it's an egg timer.

You can use this to track your baking time.

[ Groans ]

Now, this next ingredient

is really gonna make your head spin.

Make your head spin?

Obvious hypnotism pun.

Some nice baking soda.

It makes your cake fluffy.

Now, this part will leave you speechless!

[ Grunts ] It's flour.

Now I'll throw you for a loop...

[ Gasps ] ...with sugar.

The next ingredient -- uh, you might even say

it will hypnotize you into submission!

Here it comes. [ Grunts ]

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Not so fast, Zombozo!

You have a problem with milk?

You said you were going to hypnotize us into submission!

It's a common phrase.

It so isn't!

I've heard it. She's heard it.

When?!

Well, that man said it just now.

If we're through with the distractions...

You should all now have a cake batter.

With the exception of Mr. Tennyson.

Gwen!

What happened to constant vigilance?

I don't know.

He wasn't doing anything, and I got bored.

Unfortunately, we can't proceed

until all our students are ready.

Ugh, fine.

Dude, why did you make it so huge?

Uh, bigger's better?

I'm a hero, not a chef!

Well, well, well.

What a cumbersome cake.

You'll need the industrial oven down the hall.

Ben, would you care to join me under the table?

Whoa!

Gwen, he's trying to get rid of me.

This is your chance to snoop.

Find a hole in the chef story.

Grandpa and I can handle Zombozo.

Zombozo is really bad at planning.

I know, right?

Even a couple of kids can outsmart that clown.

He won't know what hit him.

[ Both laugh ]

Uh, uh, private cousin chat.

I had a cousin once.

I'm still here.

I miss him every day.

Anyway, I'll be baking my giant cake now.

Bye!

If Zombozo really works here, there's got to be a paper trail.

Oh, yeah.

A file cabinet.

A through L. M though Y.

Ah-ha! Clowns!

[ Grunting ]

Good thing I'm a speed reader!

Man, there are a lot of clown bakers.

[ Gasps ]

It's Zombozo's application!

All the answers are right here.

"Applied online. Refer to computer."

Oh, come on!

Time to find the lies in Zombozo's pies.

Wait.

This actually looks like he tried.

Huh.

Hate to see it, but this is all surprisingly legit.

Huh, Zomboni is his real name.

Guess he really does have "other stuff" going on.

Maybe I'll go bake my giant cake after all.

Hope class isn't too held up.

This is a hold-up!

How predictable. What is your bidding?

Great idea. We'll pretend to be hypnotized.

Grandpa?

Yes, fellow hypno-drone?

[ Sighs ]

I'll pretend to be hypnotized. [ Clears throat ]

What is your will, master?

Everyone! Throw your wallets here!

[ Grunts ]

[ Groans ] Uh...

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You, the only not old one,

gather all the wallets and bring them here.

Here are the wallets, sir.

[ Laughs ]

Family photos and hard candy?

Of all the victims I could have --

Tough break.

Guess you should give up crime forever.

Nonsense. That's what Plan B is for.

All right, old timers.

Get cooking.

Starting now, this is a cake factory.

I'm gonna make a zillion bucks

selling cakes with no overhead.

Ah, you don't care. You're hypnotized.

Hold up. Let me feel your muscle.

Check out these puppies.

You're promoted to security detail.

att*ck that Tennyson kid if he comes back.

Task accepted.

And you. Make sure they keep baking.

Oh, and do something with these.

Okay, it's a different color or something?

That means it's done, right?

Yeah, it's totally done.

Maybe I was too harsh on Zombozo.

I can see why he would be into baking.

It's actually pretty fun.

I'm baaa-- what is happening?!

Gwen, what's going on?

We were totally right.

Zombozo hypnotized everyone except me.

Then he left and said he was gonna bring you...

a big surprise!

It's probably more hypnotism.

Oh. What about Grandpa?

Well, uh --

Target acquired.

[ Grunting ] Parkour.

Aah! [ Grunts ]

Ooh. Ah, wait. Where am I?

Grandpa, you're back to normal!

Never mind that. Who made this cake?

Oh, it's like you woke me up from a dream.

[ Gasps ]

Ben, your cake was so good, it broke his hypnotism.

This solves everything.

But that's boring.

I want to save the day with punching.

Are you serious?

I couldn't be more serious.

I'm a hero, not a baker.

You're allowed to be more than one thing!

Zombozo: Yes.

One of those things being a thorn in my side.

I love to cook, but I need to follow my true passion,

which is crime.

So to combat your bitter bravado,

I brought a salty show-off!

Kevin?! Kevin?! What is he doing here?

Can you believe this kid was trying

to steal ingredients from my car?

So I've decided to take this poor,

misguided boy under my wing,

so I did what any evil clown would do.

I hypnotized him! [ Laughs ]

Finally, a reason to punch!

Uh, I mean, there's only one way to solve this problem.

There is more than one way,

and it's easier.

Maybe.

But that's not as fun.

[ Laughs, grunts ]

[ Sighs ]

Ooh, a big boy!

Think you can whip up something better?

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[ Growls ] Bashmouth?

Now I kind of wish I went for the cake plan.

[ Grunts ]

We're doing the cake plan, right?

Yeah. Grab the cart, and I'll toss.

[ Grunts ]

[ Grunts ] This isn't going well.

[ Both shouting ]

Ooh, my head.

I hope my cousin Geoffrey's okay.

Yes, I'm right here.

All right, enough hanging around.

Help your pal find the ground, will ya?

[ Roars ] [ Grunts ]

Oh, no. Ah!

Grandpa, get these other people out of here.

I'll help Ben.

Right. I know what must be done.

Who wants to share photos of their grandkids, huh?

My granddaughter is an honor-roll student.

Okay. Got to get this cake to -- aah!

[ Groans ]

Let's finish this up.

Me and my guard dog here

have got more evil plans to pull.

I know!

Just thinking of the cash flow makes my head spin, too.

Though I will enjoy having you out of the way

once and for all.

I simply can't bear to watch a child get hurt...

without my spectacles!

[ Panting ] Hang on, Ben.

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Huh? Whoa.

[ Chuckles nervously ]

His metal teeth are much scarier up close.

This is gonna need some finesse.

[ Grunts ]

Why are you smearing really good cake in my face?

Wait.

I don't remember changing into Bashmouth.

Zombozo hypnotized you, dude.

[ Groans ] I can't believe that clown!

Well, where is he?!

Sneaking out the window.

Thanks for ratting me out, kid.

At least I conned the credit cards

off those retirees.

Toodle-oo! [ Laughs ]

You want to see a real rip-off?!

Wait 'til I get a hold of your face!

Kevin, Kevin, please.

Let me. I'm the heroic one.

Heh, heroic? What about my revenge?

Why not both?

Heroic revenge. Heroic revenge.

[ Chuckles ] Yeah!

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Batter up, buddy.

[ Screams ] [ Grunts ]

[ Honk! ]

Aaah! [ Grunts ]

[ Siren wails ] Kevin.

[ Groans ]

You're not gonna leave until I do it, are you?

You know it, K dawg.

Fine. [ Laughs ]

Don't make this weird.

Aw, it's good to see you two getting along.

Nope! That's not what's happening! Aah!

Since you like the cake so much,

I'm sure Ben wouldn't mind

letting you take some home for helping out.

Thanks, I guess.

Because helping is what friends do.

We're not friends!

Learning and sharing is lame. I'm out of here.

I still want the cake, though!

Yeah, you do. [ Laughs ]

Great job, Tennysons.

Your cake saved the day.

Yeah, but that's not how I'm supposed to hero.

A great hero has to be open

to all sorts of opportunities,

and I think today, you learned

that being good at more than just one thing pays off.

Your aliens are amazing,

but you have other talents that are amazing, too.

Your cake was so good,

it even made Kevin a friend.

Kevin: No, I'm not!

You're right.

I guess I could make a difference in other ways.

E-Excuse me, young man.

Do you think you could teach our class?

Your cake was delicious!

Well, of course, humble student.

It's one of my many talents.

I instantly regret this.

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