[ Gasps ]
All right, team.
Kids next door spies have
Learned that the delightful
Children are planning to eat
Their mouth-watering, delicious
- Birthday cake in the heavily - armored privacy of their
Mansion.
- What's worse... They've rigged - up speakers so that every kid in
An 1,100-mile radius will be
Able to hear every lip-smacking,
- Yummy sound they make while - eating it.
But, as always, the kids next
Door are gonna stop them, and
Here's how we're gonna do it.
- We're going to make our own - cake.
But if we already have a
Cake, why don't we just eat it
Ourselves?
This won't be any old cake,
Numbuh 4.
This will be a trojan cake with
Us hiding inside.
Once the delightful children
Take it inside the mansion,
- We'll wait for the real cake to - arrive.
And when it does... Wham!
We'll pop out with a birthday
Surprise those delightful
Deviants will never forget.
Uh, that sounds kind of
Dangerous.
Extremely!
That's why I've planned a little
Side trip to... The alamode.
Man, if I wanted to go on a
Stupid museum trip, I would have
Gone to school.
- Can't we just go and get that - cake now?
But it's good luck to pay
Your respects at the alamode
Before a dangerous mission.
I'm numbuh 50 million b.c....
The chief archaeologist around
Here.
Come, come.
Let me give you a tour.
It was here on this very spot
That the annoyingly cute
Triplets who lived upon the
Hill's mother used to make them
The most delicious birthday cake
In the world that they would
Never share.
But finally after years of
Searching, the kids next door
Were on the verge of obtaining
The recipe for it.
But something went wrong.
A trap was accidentally set off
And 5,000 kids next door
Operatives were frozen solid in
A massive ice-cream expl*si*n!
It took 10 years to thaw
Everyone out, and at that point
They were all technically over
Only one kid was never found...
The one who was sent in to
Retrieve the recipe...
Numbuh 19th century!
So, in his memory, we continue
To search for the recipe.
Numbuh 50 million b.c., Come
Quick!
What?! What is it?!
[ Children chatting excitedly ]
It's a miracle!
What? What's going on?
We found numbuh 19th century!
[ Chatting continues ]
[ Laughing ] hey.
Cease that.
That tickles.
[ Coughing ]
The recipe... Do you have
It?!
I-i'm sorry, kind sir, but I
Don't recall much of anything.
Brain-freeze amnesia.
Wait!
I remember... The alamode!
Stations of battle, fellows!
Let's have at those annoyingly
Cute triplets from upon the
Hill!
Um, I'm afraid there are no
Triplets anymore,
Numbuh 19th century.
I'm sorry to be the one to tell
You this, but your world is
Gone.
When... When did this happen?
You were frozen in an
expl*si*n...
Not that!
When did they let girls into the
Kids next door?
Where is he?!
Move it! Out of my way!
By order of kids next door
Global command, this boy is
Scheduled for immediate
Decommissioning!
What?!
He might know the cake recipe!
Does it look like I care?!
This guy is like 48 kamillion
Years old!
Now, see here, missy.
If you won't do something useful
For us boys, why don't you go
Whip us up some figgy pudding?
I'm famished.
- And while you're at it, my - britches could use a good
Laundering.
- And don't you think that... - [ Clank! ]
Out of my way!
No!
The only link to the moistest,
Yummiest cake in the universe
Gone!
- [ Crying ] - don't worry.
We'll bring you back a slice of
The delightful children's cake
Right after we pry it out of
Their spoiled, little hands.
My, my.
Times certainly have changed
Since I've been gone.
Flying machines in outer space
And girls in the kids next door.
- [ Spits ] - the next thing you know, they'll
Let them vote.
For your information,
Mr. Puffy sleeves, girls
Practically run the kids next
Door.
Our leader is a girl, and our
States are girls!
Amazing, indeed.
- [ Beeping ] - what the...
We shouldn't be at the moon yet.
Wait. That's no moon!
[ Scuffling, shouting ]
Stop it!
[ Shouting continues ]
Knock it off, you guys!
All we have to do is wait for
The delightful dopes to take the
Bait.
- [ Knocking ] - together: freeze!
Don't sh**t! Don't sh**t!
- I have urgent news from - moon base.
Numbuhs 86 and 19th century have
Disappeared, and numbuh 362 has
Ordered a code "pants on fire."
Code "pants on fire"?!
Mount up, team.
We're going upstairs.
But what about the delightful
Children's cake?
You're right, numbuh 4.
We only get one sh*t at this
Five times a year.
You stay here, and when the cake
Arrives, send out an alert, and
We'll launch a 2-pronged
att*ck... You from the inside
And us from the outside.
Let's move out, team!
- Everybody, get ready and to our - stations.
We're going to the moon base,
People.
[ Chuckles ]
Cakey cake.
[ Laughs ]
Pardonne-moi, father, but
These filthy kids were aboard
The ship that was found
Approaching us.
So, the kids next door
Thought they could get their
Snot-encrusted hands on my
Delightful children's cake by
Sending a couple of girls.
My good man, are you
Insinuating that I am a sissy
Girl like her?
[ Scuffling ]
[ Indistinct shouting ]
Silence!
You kids next door may have
Foiled my delicious cake-making
Plans before, but this time,
You're too late.
Hah!
The kids next door will find
Your cake wherever on earth you
Have hidden it.
Ohh!
[ Rumbling ]
The cake isn't anywhere on
Earth.
You're standing on it.
Only in the cold of space could
I construct the largest
Ice-cream cake ever for my
Delightful children.
Cake and ice cream together?
That's not possible.
Insanity.
This kid doesn't get out
Much, does he?
He's from the 19th century.
Get out of here.
No. Really.
He's, like, never seen cars and
Stuff.
Go on. Ask him something.
Say, 19th-century kid, you
Want to watch a cartoon on the
Television?
What is a cartoon, and what
Is this thing you call
Television?
[ Both laughing ]
Hey!
What do you think you're doing?!
No one except my delightful
Children is allowed to eat this
Cake!
Father, stop that!
This cake is not a flambé!
You will ruin my creation!
All right! All right!
I'll take care of these kids the
Old-fashioned way.
[ Gasps ]
[ Grunts ]
Hey! Let go of me!
[ Slurps ]
You know, this cake is almost as
Good as the one that the
Annoyingly cute triplets from
- Upon the hill's mother used to - make.
What do you know of my
Great-grandmother's long-lost
Recipe?
Lost?
Why, I can recite the
Ingredients by heart.
Tell it to me!
Mmm. Uhh.
Hmm.
Chef pierre, let the test
Commence.
Oh, at once, father.
[ Beeping ]
[ Gasps ]
The kids next door's orbital
Ice-cream storage facility.
That's right.
And unless you want to see all
That delicious ice cream gone
Forever, I suggest your friend
Here tells me that recipe.
I'm afraid I cannot do that.
Very well!
You may fire when ready.
Ahhh!
You monster!
All that ice cream gone!
Yes.
And soon I'll destroy all the
Ice cream on earth so that when
My delightful children enjoy
This cake, they'll be eating the
Last ice cream in the
Universe!
Unless you give me that recipe.
[ Grunts ]
Aaah!
Take them away!
[ Groaning ]
Numbuh 5, are you okay?
Oh. Something just happened.
It's as if millions of gallons
Of ice cream just disappeared.
Numbuh 362, the ice-cream
Storage facility... It's been
Destroyed.
Get me a visual now!
So, that's father's latest
Cake.
We've got to send a fleet to
Take it down now!
Negative, numbuh 60.
Numbuh 86 and 19th century must
Be aboard that thing.
- Take out the cake, and we take - them out.
Then my team and I will go in
Alone.
We'll rescue our comrades and
Bring that cake down from the
Inside.
- But how are you gonna get - inside that thing without anyone
Noticing?
Oh! Oh! Oh!
I have an idea!
Great idea, numbuh 3.
Getting ice cream should help us
Save the others real quickly.
One mint-chocolate sugar pop,
Please.
I told you, kid, we only sell
Ice cream to responsible adults,
So b*at it!
Then I'll have one of those!
One of what?
What are you doing?
[ Chuckles ]
Sorry.
Hello. Try this.
Pkhh!
No one likes sherbet.
It's just like fruit and ice.
And we wouldn't be here if
Wasn't for you, fancy pants.
Why didn't you tell me you knew
The recipe for the greatest cake
Ever?!
But I don't.
Then why did you tell father
You did?!
I had no choice, as there was
A rather fetching lady in
Danger.
What lady?!
Who was in danger?!
You mean me?
Well, back in my day, I was
Renowned for my chivalrous
Assistance to the ladies.
I was quite the dandy operative,
You know.
[ Giggling ]
Well, you're not so bad now,
Either.
Well, of course, with all the
Girls in the kids next door
Nowadays, the talent pool must
Be quite diminished.
Uhh!
[ Thud ]
Uh, hi, really big cake.
Permission to dock.
What are you... Some stupid
Kid who wants to ask to go to
The bathroom?
No, no.
[ Chuckles nervously ]
No, not me. Not a kid.
Just land wherever.
Uh, roger that.
[ Chuckles nervously ]
All right, numbuh 2, tap into
This cake's computer and find
Out where numbuhs 86 and
- Numbuhs 3 and 5 will break them - out.
But what about you, numbuh 1?
Me?
I'm going to go give my
Compliments to the chef.
So hungry.
Oh, when's that stupid cake
Going to get here?
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Huh?
Uh, we found this girl trying
To eat some icing on tier 237.
Yes.
- So if you could just tell us - where our friends are so we
- Could break them out, that would - be great.
Ow!
What?
Aren't you a little short to
Be an ice-cream man?
Oh, come on.
I'm taller than that guy.
Who? Steve?
Aw, get out of h...
Thank you.
I've had the worst crick in my
Neck for the last...
Try this next time!
[ Indistinct shouting ]
I'll find the guys.
You keep an eye on that door.
[ Frequency modulating ]
Hello?
What's going on down there?
Is there a prison break?
Uh, n-no.
No prison break here.
[ Chuckles nervously ]
We just, um, uh, we're having a
Party.
You should come down and bring
All your friends.
Whoa. A party.
We'll be right down.
Pardonne-moi, father, but the
Candles are ready.
We may commence with destroying
All the ice cream on earth
Whenever you are ready.
[ Pop! ]
Excellent.
First, let's destroy all the ice
Cream in texas just for fun.
And bring that little fancy
Pants with the bad haircut here.
I want him to see this.
Oui, oui, monsieur.
[ Laughing evilly ]
Hey!
They're having a party down on
Cellblock!
Yay!
Hey!
I didn't give permission for a
Party.
What, no one invites me?
I may be evil, but that doesn't
Mean I don't like to party down
Once in a while.
[ Panting ] 57. 58.
Here.
Easy, guys. It's me.
[ Gasps ]
[ Laughs ]
Fanny and fancy pants sitting in
The tree.
Uhh!
Well, it's about time you
Showed up!
Let's get out of here!
We got to move fast.
- Numbuh 2's got a ship in docking - bay.
Careful, my lady.
You might hurt yourself playing
With weapons.
Allow me...
Allow me to kick you in
The...
But it has to be there.
Check the list again.
Nope. Sorry.
This is a private party, and
There's no "chef pierre" on my
List.
Hey!
The prisoners are escaping!
Get 'em!
Come in, numbuh 2.
We need a way out of here now!
On it.
I'm checking blueprints now.
Found it.
- It looks like you guys are - directly above me.
- Stop where you are and lick the - floor.
Doesn't that seem a
Trifle unhygeist?
Shut up and lick!
[ Grunts ]
There. That's the last one.
Say goodbye to your spongy,
Delicious nightmare, father.
I'm out of here.
Leaving so soon, mr. Uno?
Why, you're just in time to
Witness the destruction of every
Drop of ice cream on earth.
Not if the kids next door
Stop you first.
[ Slurps ]
Ah.
How dare you!
That cake is not for you to...
What the...
Don't get so hot under the
Collar, testy.
There's more than one way to
Deal with you, mr. Uno.
Shall we begin?
Come in, numbuh 5.
Where are you guys?
[ Thudding ]
You couldn't find us a better
Way to get here?!
[ Thud ]
[ Shrieking ]
Aah!
Is numbuh 1 back yet?
No, and I can't find him on
Any of the scanners.
Wait. He's coming this way.
[ Grunting ]
Feeling tired, boy?
We got to help numbuh 1.
Come on!
Aah!
Change of plans!
Back to the ship! Hurry!
Come on! Come on!
Let's go! Let's go!
You, too, numbuh 19th century!
Numbuh 19th century?
[ Grunting ]
[ Groans ]
Relax, mr. Uno.
It looks like you've been
Burning the candle at both ends!
Pardon me, good sir.
Might I borrow a spare candle?
It would go ever so well with my
Slice of cake.
What do you think you're
Doing?!
Spit that out this instant!
[ Munching ]
Oh, I'm sorry.
Did you say some...
Uhh!
I have had enough of you,
Boy, even if you did know
Gram-gram's secret recip... Huh?
[ Groans, gasps ]
The recipe.
I remember now.
I had just passed it to my chest
When the ice cream froze us in
Its icy-cold expl*si*n.
I've had it all this time!
And now it's all mine.
I'll make a cake so yummy it'll
Make this cake look like a giant
Doo-doo pie!
Oh, let's see.
The ingredients are one fudgy
Marshmallow truffle... Huh?
No!
The recipe is smudgifying.
Please! No!
No.
[ Screams ]
Good news, captain.
The inscription is finished and
Ahead of schedule.
Excellent.
Wait!
"Children" isn't spelled with
Two l's!
[ Both scream ]
Huh?
What's going on?
You did this.
You ruined everything.
Well, I'll make sure you don't
Ruin anything ever again!
Uhh!
Get back here, you two!
Come on! Come on!
Let's go!
[ Rumbling ]
Hang on, everybody!
We've got a pickup to make!
Come on!
[ Both panting ]
Uhh!
No!
Got it!
Awfully forward for a lady to
Touch a young man's hand, you
Know?
Put a sock in it before I
Decide to drop you!
Would you two knock it off?
Punch it, numbuh 2!
Together: [ monotone ]
Finally it's our birthday, and
Father's cake will have arrived.
What?!
That mangy thing is father's
Surprise?!
Yahhhhh!
All right, delightful dopes!
Give me the cake before I starve
To death!
I want...
Oh.
Thank you!
- [ All scream ] - I must admit, I hated you at
First.
But now, even with all your
Stupid girl-trashing talk, i-i
Love you.
Enough not to decommission
Me?
Yeah, right.
Start the presses! Yeah!
No!
Please, no!
[ Groans ]
Out of my way!
The recipe... Please tell me you
Remember the recipe!
I-i don't recall anything.
Not even the alamode?
The alamode?
The... The alamode!
What's the alamode?
[ Crying ] no!
[ Shouting ]
Father, this is the worst
Birthday ever!
Look at this mess.
And that filthy wallabee beetles
Is eating our cake.
Of all the nerve.
[ Groans ]
Too much cake.
[ Groans ]
Too much cake.
Cake!
[ Munching ]
Ca-a-a-ke!
05x08 - Operation: C.A.K.E.D.-F.I.V.E.
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Show revolves around a group of five 10-year-old kids (later retconned to be varying ages), using codenames Numbuhs 1 through 5, who are the main home operatives of what is known as Sector V, which is part of a worldwide espionage-style organization called the Kids Next Door.
Show revolves around a group of five 10-year-old kids (later retconned to be varying ages), using codenames Numbuhs 1 through 5, who are the main home operatives of what is known as Sector V, which is part of a worldwide espionage-style organization called the Kids Next Door.