01x20 - Bot Club

[bunniefuu]

-That was the worst KidDING
job ever.

-I can't believe someone paid
us to

actually find a needle in a
haystack.

-Sure, it took five hours,

but the important thing is we

found it and we got all this
free hay.

Check it out, I grew a mustache.

♪ Doo-doo-doo ♪

Mm, yes, quite.

No, not really.
I'm just playing.

-Hey, look, it's my brother.

Let's do the group wave we've
been practicing.

[together]
Whoo!

-One sweet potato milkshake,
please.

-The sweet potatoes are very
fresh.

-Those two are acting weird.

I think something is going on.

Okay, something is definitely
going on.

Follow me.

Hey, Ty.

-'Sup?

-Don't 'sup us, Ty.

We saw everything.

-Okay, that sandwich
was only in

the ground for a couple of
seconds.

Legally, I can still sell it.

-Ew, and no.

We saw Fisher go through your
secret door.

-Don't know what you're
talking about.

-Oh, I think you do, and I'm
not here to play

your games with the exception

of the claw machine and maybe
pinball.

-Order a sweet potato
milkshake.

-You can't tell us what to
order.

This is America.

-It's code. If you order it,
I can let you in.

-I get it.

-Good.

-So what can I get you?

-Can I see your list of
cheeses?

-Close enough.

-We are doing this.

-I hope this leads to Narnia.

[upbeat rock music]

♪ ♪

-What is this place?

-I don't know, but it is
so much cooler than Narnia.

♪ ♪

-The winner is Mace in Your
Face.

[cheers and applause]

-Hey, the boss wants to see
you.

-Who is that?
-Don Kuko.

-I don't know you. Strangers
are bad for business.

-What exactly is this
business?

-Never ask me about my
business.

Because I'll tell you about it.

It's a secret robot fight club.

-Ooh, impressive.

-Thank you.

Gish, show them out.

-Okay, whoa, whoa, whoa,

-Apologies, Don Kuko.

I should have told you my
friends

and my future wife were coming.

-Future wife? You are lucky
I'm scared of these guys.

-All right, Fisher, I'll let
it slide this time,

but only because you're one of
my best fighters.

-Thank you, Don Kuko.

And here, a gift for you.

-Look at the bow.

It's fancy corn.

-Fisher, what is going on,

and is that corn for
everybody?

Because it looks
really good?

-Hey, look, I built a robot,
and I've been

fighting against other robots

down here for a couple of weeks.

I haven't lost a match.

-I can't believe this.

-I know.

When did my little brother
become cool?

-Well, since you're here,
you may as well

see me in action.

I'm fighting against a robot
named Train Wreck.

-The robots have fun names?

Okay, I wasn't sure about this,

but now I'm on board.

-So whose robot is "Train
Wreck?"

[whistle blows]

-Here she comes.

-What's up, Bot Club?

Who wants to see a train wreck?

[cheers and applause]

[whistle blows]

-You didn't tell me you were
fighting Tasha.

-Who is Tasha?
-She's a girl in school who

thinks she's better than me in
science.

-Tasha has acted like a jerk
to him ever since

he beat her at

the Central Pennsylvania Science
Smackdown.

She always calls him.

-Hey, Little Fishey.

-I'm not Little Fishey.

I'm Big Fishey.
I mean, I'm Fisher.

-Cool crown.

-I know. It's made up of

a piece of every robot I
defeated.

It's going to be hard to choose
which part to take of yours

considering it'll be in a
million pieces.

-Don't think so, Tasha.

I'm taking that crown from you.

-Oh, get the whistle too.
I like making train noises.

[upbeat music]

-Hey, Alan-ators,
I want to introduce you to

the newest member of my backyard
family,

a little garden gnome who looks
just like me.

I put it on here just this
morning.

Say hello to Alan Junior.

Alan Junior?
My gnome was right there.

Someone must have stolen him.

Gnome!

-Why are you shouting at the
sky?

Did you lose another balloon?

-No. Someone stole my special
garden gnome.

I customized him to look just
like me.

-As a crossing guard,
if a crime has been committed,

no matter how stupid,

I swore an oath to uphold
justice.

-Gnome justice?
-Sure.

The important part is
justice.

Justice!

-Gnome!

-Justice!

both: Gnome justice!

-Okay, check out my robot.

I call her Tyrannosaurus Lex.

I combined the four things
I love most, robots,

dinosaurs, Lex,
and Lex's old retainer.

-My retainer?

Okay, I want to be grossed out,

but this robot is just too
impressive.

-Let me show you what T Lex
can do.

It's got a battle axe tail,

crushing jaws, and a winning
smile.

-You are going to destroy

Tasha just like you did at the
Science Smackdown.

-You sound pretty confident
about Fisher.

Care top place a friendly
bet?

-Easy money. I'd do it if I
were you.

-Robots, prepare for battle.

[cheers and applause]

-Got to go win a robot fight.

-Hey, are we betting or not?

-Oh, we are so down,

at least we would be if we had
money,

which we don't, so I guess we're
not?

-Technically, we do have our
KidDING money.

-Oh, you're right.

Then we are so down.

-Hey, Presley. Can you give us
one minute?

What are you thinking?

First of all, betting is
ill*gal.

Besides, we can't risk

losing all of our KidDING
money.

How else are we going to pay
back

Munchy's dad for destroying his
boat?

-This is Fisher.

Science is his middle name.

-I thought it was Simon.

-Doesn't matter. I'm telling
you, he's got this.

Have you ever seen him lose
at anything science related?

-I guess not. Okay, I'm in.

-I've been in since I learned
robots could fight.

-So we doing this or what?

-We're doing this. We bet

all the money from our KidDING

business that Fisher will win.

-That's some serious corn.

You're on. Let's shake on it.

both: Oh.
-I believe in my brother,

but I'm not shaking your spit
hand.

-I get that a lot.
-You know,

this might be the smartest
thing we've ever done.

-Ladies and gentlemen,

the bot fight is about to begin.

[cheers and applause]

In this corner, Train Wreck.

[bell dinging]

-Whoa, that is a serious
robot.

-And in this corner,
Tyrannosaurus Lex.

[cheers and jeers]

-Hey, choo-choo girl,

I think I can,
I think I can, I think I can

see my brother win.

-The bot fight starts
in , , .

Fight.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

-The winner is Train Wreck.

[cheers and applause]

-So many pieces to choose from
to add to my crown.

I'll take this, Little Fishey.

-Lex's retainer. No.

-Sorry for your loss...
of money.

Time to pay up.

-You don't accept
friendship

as alternative pay,
do you?

-I like you. You're funny.

[phone chimes]

Pleasure doing business with
you.

-Lex, this is kind of
your fault.

-What? This was your idea.

-I know. But you're supposed
to be better than us.

-You messed up.

-♪ I got, you got me ♪

♪ We got this ♪

♪ I like the odds when we're
side-by-side ♪

♪ I like the sound of that ♪

♪ Oh, we're taking off,
gonna do this right ♪

♪ I like the sound of that ♪

♪ And when things go up
in flames, we're on it ♪

♪ 'Cause I got you, got me,
we got this ♪

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

-That was not better than
Narnia.

-Sorry, guys.

I can't believe I lost.

[robot clangs]

-I can't believe we lost all
of

our KidDING money to Don Kuko.

-Yeah, I hate how everybody
bends over

backwards for Don Kuko, but not
me.

-Hey, Ty. Milkshakes for the
table.

-Yes, Don Kuko. Right away,
Don Kuko.

-Hey guys, let's get out of
here.

We need to find a way to make
our money back.

-Hey, let me know if you got

any more loser brothers you can
send my way.

-Don Kuko, you got lucky.

There's no way my brother could
lose again.

Why don't you put your money
where your mouth is?

-Because money's covered

in germs and that's disgusting.

-Plus, you took all of it.

-Well, how about a different
kind of bet then?

If your brother builds a new
robot that can beat Train Wreck,

I'll give you
all your money back.

-Deal.
-I wasn't finished.

-Well, I apologize.
Please continue.

-If Tasha wins again,

then not only do I keep all your
money,

I get your whole KidDING
business.

-What?

-Are you sure? It's kind of
a lot of work.

See, we invented an app that
allows us--

-You're not understanding.

You kids do all the work
while I get

all the money.

What do you say?
-Bad idea.

-Yeah, we already lost once.
We are not just going--

-You're on, Kuko.

-Presley.

-Deal.

-Ugh, I forgot.

That was the spit hand.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

-And action.

-To understand the mind of a
criminal,

you have to get into the mind of
a criminal.

Unfortunately, that technology
is

only available to Avengers.

-Okay. So how do we figure out
who

stole my Alan Junior lawn gnome?

-We'll have to act out the
crime ourselves.

You pretend to be the gnome.

-Yes. So glad no one stole my
gnome hat.

-I'll pretend to be the
criminal.

Let me get into character.

I'm a criminal. I'm a criminal.
I'm a criminal.

Okay, I'm ready.

-Excuse me.

-What is it?

-Would you like to buy some
cookies?

I'm trying to raise money for my
troop.

-I want cookies.

-[screams]

Hey,
she left her cookies.

-Stop talking cookies and
focus.

Let's start over.
Let me get back into character.

I'm a criminal. I'm a criminal.
I'm a criminal.

I'm a criminal. I'm a criminal.

[upbeat music]

-Hey, what are you doing?

-I'm putting my robot where it
belongs, in the trash.

-No, you can't do that.

We bet our KidDING business
on you winning a rematch.

We won't be able to pay Tedward
back.

-Yeah. Well, that was a huge
mistake.

I just got my butt kicked.

-Come on. You're the smartest
kid I know,

and you've beaten Tasha before;
you can do it again.

Go ahead. Start tossing out new
robot ideas.

-Okay. I guess we could.

Uh...

uh...uh...

-And the winner is Train Wreck

[whistle tooting]

-[coughing]

I trusted you, Fisher.

I thought you were good at
science.

[coughing]

And now I'm powering down
forever.

-Guess what, Little Fishey?

You just got flushed.

[laughter]

-Ahh!

I don't want to get flushed!

-Neither do I.

-I'm done with robots,

and I'm done with science.

Now I'm just a kid who lives in
a wall.

-What does that mean?

[electronic beep]

Oh, it means that.

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

I feel really bad for Fisher.

I have never seen
him like this.

-I feel really bad for us.

I've never seen me like this.

-Don't worry,
we have a plan B.

I'll take Fisher's robots place
as Robo Munchy.

-No, guys,
we need a real plan.

If we don't beat Train Wreck
all of

our KidDING money from now
on

will go to Don Kuko.

-Okay, first of all,
Robo Munchy is a real plan,

which won't work, because I
just ran out of foil.

So we need Fisher.

-Well, Fisher is done with
science,

and if we tried to build a
robot,

it would be really bad.

-That's it. Any time there's
something broken,

my brother just has to fix it.

-So what are you saying?

-I'm saying if we build

the world's worst robot
and Fisher sees it,

he won't be able to stop himself

into fixing it into something
amazing.

-That is a great idea.

-Let's make something
terrible.

all: Yeah!

[upbeat music]

-That is one terrible robot.

-Really bad.
-It's an embarrassment.

I'm so proud.

-What is that?

-Oh, this?

Well, we still have our bet with
Don Kuko.

-And since you're done with
science,

we had to build the new robot
ourselves.

-I added a fork for poking.

I call it Tyrannosaurs Fork.

-That fork doesn't have the
density to puncture the...

-No. That's science,

and I don't do that anymore.

I'm going back into my wall.

-You know, Fisher's right,
guys.

Maybe instead of a fork,

we can use a spatula.

-A spatula?

That's the most ridiculous
thing I've...

Huh,
that actually gives me an idea.

-An idea on how to beat
Tasha's robot?

-Yeah. Yeah, I think so,

and it's all thanks to your
embarrassing robot.

-So what are you saying?

-I'm saying, Fisher is back,
baby.

[together]
Yow!

Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!

[upbeat music]

-You showed up.
That means you're

either really brave
or really dumb.

-Can't it be both?

-Oh, little Fishey, that's
your new fight bot?

What is it going to do with that
spatula?

Make me a pancake breakfast?

-Don't listen to them.

-Yeah. You've got this.

-And no pressure.
All our money

is on the line,
and if you lose,

we'll be working for Don Kuko
for the rest of our lives,

but again, no pressure.

-Ladies and gentlemen,

the bot fight is about to begin.

-Train Wreck,
the undefeated champion,

will be fighting against,

what's the name of your bot,
son?

-Flippy.
-Really?

Okay.

Train Wreck
will be fighting against Flippy.

[laughter]
-He named his robot Flippy.

-No, guys, you're laughing
like I just told a good joke.

It's more of a laughing at

him to intimidate him laugh.
You know?

both: Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha!

There you go, nice adjustment.

[upbeat music]

-Okay, let's think.
What kind of sicko would

want a gnome that looks exactly
like you?

-Excuse me.

-I have something that belongs
to you.

-Alan Junior, you're alive.

Daddy missed you. Nice shirt.

-Nice beard.

both: Thank you.

-Wait, if this guy took the
gnome,

that means he's the thief.

I knew it was you all along.
Who are you?

-I'm Alvin, and I'm not
usually a thief.

I walked by this morning,

and I saw this beautiful little
guy.

I have always wanted a gnome
that looked just like me,

but I could never figure out how
to do it.

I wouldn't even know where to
get a hat like that.

-Actually, I have two.
Here, take this.

I'll go inside and get the other
one,

then we can take some pictures.

Help yourself to some cookies.

I got a whole wagon full.

-You're in big trouble, buddy.

When you steal from my neighbor

it's like stealing from me.

-There he is.

That's the man who scared me
and stole my cookies.

-I don't know what you're
talking about.

-Oh, please. I remember
exactly what you look like,

the stupid clothes, the stupid
beard,

and that stupid hat.

-No, this is actually a funny
story.

There's another man that looks
just like me.

I took his gnome. Tell her.

-This man is a criminal.

-Get him!

-No. No.
No, no, no, no, no, no.

-I'm back. Hey, where that
handsome man go?

-Let's just say he got

a healthy dose of gnome justice.

-What are you talking about?

-Yep, gnome justice.

[upbeat rock music]

[cheers and applause]

-The bot fight starts in
three, two, one, fight.

[cheers and applause]

-Train Wreck tried to ram him
again like last time,

but Flippy is too fast.

-Fisher, you got this.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

-Fisher, look out. She's going

to try to split you in half
again.

-Don't worry. Time for a
pancake breakfast.

♪ ♪

-The winner is, Flippy.

-Yes!

Now we don't have to work for
Don Kuko.

Eat corn, Kuko.

-We'll take our money back
now.

-Unless you want to go triple
or nothing.

-Triple or nothing, you say.

-No.

[phone chimes]

Pleasure doing business
with you.

Just kidding, it was awful.

-This belongs to you,

but this isn't over.

See you around, Little Fishey.

-Talk to you later, Trasha.

-That was pretty good.

-Boom. Fisher is back, baby.

-I'm so proud of you,
Fisher.

I knew you could do it.

-Thanks for making that robot
terrible

on purpose to snap me out of it.

-Wait, you knew?

-Friendly reminder. I'm a
genius, and a champion.