03x12 - Gadg-ED - See You Later, Super Gator

[bunniefuu]

♪ Inspector Gadget ♪

♪ Inspector Gadget ♪

♪ Inspector Gadget, Inspector Gadget ♪

♪ Go, go, Gadget, go ♪

♪ Go, go, Gadget, go! ♪

♪ Go, go, Gadget, go ♪

♪ Go, go, get 'em, Gadget! ♪

♪ Inspector Gadget ♪

♪ Inspector Gadget ♪

♪ Go, go, Gadget, go ♪

♪ Go, go, get 'em, Gadget! ♪

♪ Inspector Gadget ♪

Wowzers, have I ever got a case
of the Mondays.

Luckily, it's a case I can cr*ck...

with justice!

[machine beeps]

[computer] Agent certification
invalid. Access denied.

- Huh.
- Uh, want me to try, Uncle Gadget?

No need, Penny.
Go Go Gadget, Proof I'm Really Me!

- [whirring]
- Security thr*at recognized.

See? Recognized.

Bad Brain.

How many times have I told you
not to jump up on people?

Gadget!

Hello, Chief. You're looking daisy fresh.

Mind if I borrow
your Agent Identifying Retina?

I seem to have misplaced mine.

[Quimby] Why not take this instead?

My, Chief, what big eyeballs you have.

Greetings, Gadget.

HQ believes you need to be recertified
after coming out of retirement.

Until then, your access to everything HQ
will be suspended.

[yelps]

You're to report to HQ's testing facility
in Barcelona, Spain.

But be warned, the instructor, José Noé,
is notoriously difficult.

He's taken out more HQ agents than MAD.

This message will self-destruct.

If getting recertified's half the fun
as getting certified,

then I won't just joice, I'll rejoice.

Did someone say testing?
[squeals]

Does that mean I can try
for my senior junior agent certification?

Sorry, Penny.

Full agent recerts are only for agents
who have already been, uh, certed.

[sighs]

Don't worry, Penny.

Just watching me take the tests
will make you practically certifiable.

- [gasps]
- [beeps]

- Whew.
- Security thr*at recognized.

- [yells]
- [crackles]

- [groans]
- [expl*si*n]

- [thuds]
- [groans]

Ooh, yes!

Today has the makings
to be the most perfect day ever.

You're trading MAD Cat in for a dog?

- [hisses]
- [Talon screaming]

No, it's the day Gadget
gets recertified as an inspector.

- What?
- [yelps]

Yeah, we might have
different definitions of "perfect,"

and possibly "day."

Fool! It's our chance
to infiltrate HQ's testing facility,

and make sure Gadget fails
at surviving it.

[thuds]

And with Gadget out of the way
you'll finally be able to...

- Uh, swim with the dolphins?
- [groans]

They're the evil masterminds of the sea!

- [scoffs]
- I mean... [stutters]

Just get going!

[giggles]

[shrieks]

[Gadget] The test site
should be around here somewhere.

Let's park and look around.

[sighs] Ten minutes
of online Spanish lessons.

This'll never work.

[squeals]

[crashes]

A-ha! Found it.

- [car beeps]
- [grunts]

Hola, amigo! I am José No.

It's nice to meet you, sir,

but I thought your name
was pronounced "Noé".

[laughs] You have passed
the first of the tests.

Congratumundo! [chuckles]

That test was far too easy.

I demand you pull no punches.
Really try to destroy me out there, okay?

No problemo, Señor Gadget.

I guess I'll just be over there, then.

With Brain. Cheering you on.

El gaspo!

The Penny of the Junior Agenting
is not doing los test?

But she is so... how you say, nerdy,
and dweeby, and know-it-all-y!

[chuckles] Come, you shall be joining us.

For reals? For real reals?

Wait, this isn't a test, is it?

Si, it is a test,

to see if you are el serioso
about becoming a senior junior agent.

Woo-hoo! I mean, uh... Si!

[chuckles] Perfecto!
[laughs]

- [sniffs, snarls]
- [Gadget] Brain!

It's rude to growl, unless you're growling
at a MAD agent in disguise.

- [gasps] You...
- [gasps]

...don't have bacon in your pocket,
do you?

That's the other reason he growls.

Uh... si, I do.

But los doggies are forbidden
during los testos.

[grunts]

- [whimpers]
- Don't ruin this for me, Brain.

I need to get my senior juniors.

Eh, no worriosos, we have the place
perfectomundo for los doggos.

[clangs]

- [whimpers]
- Can it, fleabag.

There's a hundred MAD agents
and a thousand feet of concrete

between you and your family.

You'll never warn them in time.
[laughs]

[grunts, sighs]

- Hola, amigo.
- [yelps]

It is I, the real José Noé.

It is good to have the company,
for I have been here so longo.

- [whimpers]
- You may be just el doggo,

but I see you have the heart of a lion.

Together, maybe we can do
the escaperino, si?

[barks]

We begin-o with MAD Marksmanship!

Target practice? We got this.

Now, now, Penny.

I'm sure Mr. Noé
has something up his sleeve.

No, I am wanting you to...
how you say, go to town on it.

While it goes to town on you.

[computer] Holo-Room level
set to destroy.

Stay alert, Penny.

The MAD targets
could be anyone or anything.

Or they could all be those MAD agents.

- This is gonna be a... blast?
- [clicks]

[screams]

Uncle Gadget, they're everywhere!

That's just what Mr. Noé
wants us to think,

which is why he's distracting us
with this colorful laser show.

Go Go Gadget, Concentration Helper!

- [disco music playing]
- [expl*si*n]

- [lasers]
- [expl*si*n]

[Talon screams]

Nice try, Mr. Noé.

Fail-ito.

- [thuds]
- [groans]

To el live-o, you must play el dead-o.
We are clear, yes?

[barks, whimpers]

I am needing the help!

- The dog, he lies on the ground.
- [door opening]

Not another one.

We are so bad at this... [grunts]

[Claw] Talon! My fingers are itching
to cross Gadget off my list.

Do you know how annoying that is
with a metal claw for a hand?

Well, you can quit your itchin',

'cause we're about to start
the most dangerous trial of all,

the written test.

With exploding pencils!

Just make sure Gadget
gets an "E" for effort

and expl*sive elimination.

- [laughs]
- [bangs]

Your next test is having us do paperwork?

Very devious, Mr. Noé.

No, no, no!
This is just the tiniest of the tests.

I am hoping you do not...

[chuckles] how you say...

- b*mb!
- [ticks]

[laughs]

[man laughing]

I see your handy, and raise you a...
Dog?

[crashes]

Deal with it!

You got this, Penny.
Tests are totally your thing.

And what's the worst that can happen?
Failing and getting kicked out of HQ?

I gotta pass this!

A-ha! I'm on to you, Mr. Noé.

- These aren't B pencils, they're C- s!
- No!

- [screams]
- [expl*si*n]

Hmm. No wonder they insist on B.

Look, he's taking his siesta.

[groans] Fail-ito.

- [pants]
- [grunts]

- [fires]
- [clangs]

[Gadget] I can't wait for your next test,
Mr. Noé. They're so much fun!

[clears throat]
If you are liking those ones,

then you will be loving of your final.

[stomps, growls]

A giant robotic MAD henchman?
What's the twist?

You will be the twist,
when it is finito-el stomping on you.

- [chuckles] You do not want to el fail!
- [gasps]

- Do you?
- I don't.

- I can totally do this if I use my...
- [Gadget] Brain!

Bad dog! You know you're not allowed here.

I'm very disappointed in you
and your dog walker.

Go Go Gadget, Newspaper!

[yelps]

Come back here!

[shrieks]

That's José Noé?

- [yelps]
- Then who's...?

Uh...

Of course!

I didn't fail those tests.
You rigged them, Talon!

You know what they say,
"Those who can't do, teach."

Would someone who can't do
turn the robot's power to ?

- [fires]
- [screams]

Okay, maybe not the best decision
I've made all day.

[screams]

[grunts]

Huh? No weaknesses?

How were we supposed to pass this test?

You weren't! Adiós, amigo.

[growls]

Brain, you're ruining
my recertification test,

and you really need
to apologize to Mr. Noé.

Go Go Gadget, Dog-pology!

Whoa!

[growls]

[gasps]

[screams]
Go Go Gadget, Rocket Skates!

[growls]

[Gadget] Whoa! Oof!

So, is José Noé ready
to put my rage to the test?

José Noé says, "No way, José!"

Ha!

Congratulations, Gadget.

You foiled MAD,
but did you get recertified?

Si, for I am never wanting him here again

Ever! For serioso!

Does that mean I passed too?

No, you will be coming back,
for the tests, they were too easy.

But you!

You should take the agenting test, amigo.

The only test Brain's going to take
is an obedience test.

[grumbles]

By the way, Chief, I saved you a souvenir.

It's a pencil Mr. Noé left behind.

- [clicks]
- [grunts]

- [expl*si*n]
- [groans]

[Claw] Your latest failure
has inspired me, Talon,

to make a Kick the Bucket List!

- Guess who's on top?
- [purrs]

[screams]

[Claw] Next time, Gadget, next time!

[Claw laughing]

After all these years,

I've finally devised the perfect plot
to take MAD to the next level.

- Oh, you're dropping the deadweight?
- Yes.

- [gasps]
- With my MAD rebranding plan!

- [grumbles]
- MAD Cat, fire up the Presentatron , !

[meows]

Just turn on the monitor.

Step one, give my henchmen
a generous severance package.

Emphasis on "sever".

Step two, replace the henchmen
with super intelligent animals,

so the new Claw army has actual claws.

Where you gonna find
all these brilliant beasts?

Before I "axed" my MAD Scientists,

they created a device
that can boost the intellect

of any animal it's placed on.

And I want you to do the placing
on an army of alligators.

One, why me? Two, why gators?

Because rebranding, Talon.

First the gators,
then the bears, then the tigers,

then more bears, then the world!

[laughs]

[man] Coming up next
on Who Wants to be an Apex Predator...

Shark vs. Gator.

Both are highly evolved,
but only one can be crowned Miss Apex.

If they're so evolved,
why are they on reality TV?

Pow, Darwinian burn!

[groans]

Now, now, Penny,
we shouldn't underestimate animals.

They're usually much smarter
than we think.

- Mm-hm.
- Except for old Brain here.

[groans]

Silly puppy, books aren't chew toys,

but you can pretend
this chew toy's a book.

[yelps]

Wowzers, Chief,
you're cozier than I remember.

There's no time to sit down on the job.
You have a mission.

We believe MAD plans
to use Intelli-Hancers

to build an army of super smart animals.

We could be facing brainiac bears,
talented tigers, or even genius gators.

Your mission, stop MAD before this plot
gets out of hand, paw, and claw!

This message will self-destruct.

Intelligent alligators? Wowzers!

If we can reason with them,

who knows what amazing things our species
could share with each other.

Like how I'm going to share this
with you, Chief.

- [beeps]
- [gasps]

- [expl*si*n]
- [groans]

[crashes]

- [groans]
- Another perfect landing.

- [clangs]
- Huh.

I didn't think "the snappiest place
on Earth" would be so... deserted.

Precisely, Penny.
There are no gators here to greet us.

I guess manners and intelligence
don't go hand-in-claw.

[man screaming]

The horror! Save me!

Ah, that's better.

This must be the gator leader.
Go Go Gadget, Gator Greeter.

Why me? [screams]

Wait, Mr. Gator Leader, we come in peace.

Hmm, looks like I'll have to show him
we're not a thr*at.

Go Go Gadget, Trust Earners.

Come back, Mr. Gator Leader!

Brain, you make sure Uncle Gadget
doesn't get snapped up.

I'm gonna figure out
what scared that mascot.

One for Snappy,
one for Bitey, and one for...

[yelps] Creepy!

Whoa, with an apron on,
you'd look just like Nana Claw.

Talon? Of course.

All done here. Time to free 'em,
and move on to the next pen.

That Pen's already here.

Gators, att*ck Penny!

[growls]

[whimpers]

We've lost him.

Who knew gators were so timid?

We have so much to learn
about their culture, Brain.

Maybe breaking bread
will help break the ice.

Go Go Gadget, Gator Food.

- [smacks]
- [shrieks]

- [gators roar]
- [man screams]

Bad dog. That steak isn't for you.

It's for our gator friends.

[growls]

[growls]

Look how much they appreciate
our meaty peace offering.

[growls]

Don't just stand there. I said, att*ck!

Come on! Bitey? Snappy?

Creepy? Chompy? Mr. Valentine?

[whistles]

Are you even listening to me?
att*ck Penny!

Duh, what a Penny is?

Wow, Talon, now you and the gators
can be IQ twins.

[groans] They're only slow

'cause the Intelli-Hancers
are set to their lowest level.

Now, att*ck Penny! Again!

[screams] Not me, you scaly simpletons!
What's wrong with you?

[shrieks] Bad gators! Down!

att*ck Penny!
The blonde goody-two-shoes over there?

We are quite cognizant
of who Penny is, old chap.

But you see,
it is far more advantageous for us

to remove control
of the Intelli-hancer from you,

posthaste.

Let me guess, you were too thick
to bring a second remote?

Not thick, just... Uh...

Then it's up to the smartest animal here
to get us out of this mess.

[grunts]

Whoa!

What? Since when
do the Intelli-Hancers have lasers?

Since my colleague, Bitey, over there
made a few snappy modifications.

[chuckles]

The concentrated beam is all the better
to heat you with, my dear.

We'd hate to have a cold meal. Yes.

Then how about some fast food?

Really fast food!

[growls]

[whimpers]

You're right, Brain, they do look like
they have a sweet tooth.

Go Go Gadget, Dessert Tray.

I think we're going to get along famously.
Come on, new friend!

- [screams]
- [roars]

[Talon screaming]

[grunts]

[scoffs] Really.

Thanks for the distraction, Pen.
Drop me a line from their digestive tract.

Ah, a primitive propulsion system.

Does it have a bypass duct?

Uh-oh.

- [Talon shrieks]
- [thuds]

I thought not.

So you could outwit a slimy snake,
but let's see you take on a tiger.

Tiger style? How quaint.

But I'm afraid our Gator Style
is much more advanced.

Observe!

Whoa! [yelps]

- [thuds]
- [grunts]

[laughs] I think he just broke your ego.

But he didn't break this! Huh?

Oh, did I deactivate that?

- [Gator chuckles]
- [gasps]

There's no need to answer,
that was rhetorical.

You do know
what rhetorical means, do you not?

It means we're about to be lunch?

No, 'cause that means they didn't jam
the signal in time! Ha!

Now you're coming with me.
And going to jail!

[growls]

Jail sounds fine.

Autopilot, find Uncle Gadget.

Gadget Tracking initiated.

- [machine beeps]
- Gadget found.

Foolish humans
and their crude technologies.

There is no escape.

[laughs]

[growls]

[yelps]

Don't worry, everyone,

there are plenty of handshakes
to go around.

Go Go Gadget, Group Handshake.

Hiya, Penny, Penny's friend.

Meet one of our gator allies, Susan.

- [shrieks]
- [growls]

Uh, nice to meet you?

Autopilot, take us out!

[Gator] Dreadfully sorry, Penny dear,
but we have control of your vehicle.

Do you prefer to be shaken or stirred?

Again, rhetorical!

[all scream]

This was inevitable, of course.

But I suppose
you just weren't bright enough to see it.

- [growls]
- [chuckles]

It is so satisfying to see

the brainy Penny
outsmarted by a crocodile.

They're alligators.
And who got us into this mess?

Hmm, maybe we should eat
the adult instead.

These ones are too disagreeable.

Yes. Capital idea! [laughs]

You're going to eat us?

That's no way
to start a relationship, Mr. Gator.

What would your leader say?

I am the leader.

Nice try, but you can't fool
Inspector Gadget.

Especially when your leader
is right there.

- No!
- Mr. Gator Leader!

I believe we're entering a new era

where gators and humans
can live in harmony.

- Wouldn't you agree?
- If I say yes, will you let me go?

[roars]

[whispers]

[whispering]

We have agreed...

to let the humans go,

lest we catch numbskullery
from eating them.

Moreover, Snappy
has finished the hyperdrive.

The time has come to start our own colony!

In space!

Pip, pip, and away!

Whoa!

Later, Alliga...!

[screams] Ow!

Well done, Gadget.

You truly are the world's
greatest investi-gator. [chuckles]

Gator.
[chuckles, clears throat]

I'm just happy I improved
human-gator relations, chief.

- Here come some of our new friends now!
- [growls]

[Quimby screams]

Since you failed to get me
my on-brand Claw Army, Talon,

you'll have to serve
as their replacement.

Now, let's see those claws.

Meow. [groans]

MAD Cat, show him how it's done.

- [Talon screams]
- [Claw laughs]

She'll get you some time, Talon.

- [Talon shrieks]
- Some time!