I think someone is stealing
all of the moms in Swellview.
- We are running out of time.
If you can't hack into
the Man's Nest,
the entire plan will fail.
[crashing]
[all shouting]
- Now!
- This was a setback.
He is coming.
all: Long live The Cell.
- What's wrong with you?
- I'm in love with Credenza.
- Did you flush out any
information about her son?
- Goodbye, Danger Force.
Enjoy Captain Man's funeral.
- [groans]
- Captain Man is Ray,
your mom's new boyfriend.
- Dude!
- And Lil' Dynomite is
Credenza's son, Buddy Fudgers.
- So you find me any hot rocks
in the Man's Nest diamond mine?
- I found something you could
take a look at.
It's some kind of cave drawing.
- The prophecy was right.
He is coming.
- When's the last time anybody
had eyes on Schwoz?
- You will spend your days
building this.
- Ooh, fun! An evil device.
I built it real nice.
[device powering up]
[upbeat music]
[all cheering]
- Yay, Schwoz!
- Ha, yes!
Are we sure
we defeated The Cell, though?
- We're sure Schwoz did.
Yeah!
- Yes, yes, thank you.
I am Schwoz,
defeater of The Cell.
- Yeah, you are.
[all cheering]
- Yes, but just 'cause
we made a banner
and put Schwoz in
the dancing chair,
that doesn't mean
we defeated The Cell!
- That's exactly what it means.
[all agreeing]
- If you don't celebrate
your victories,
they don't count.
- That's right. They don't.
- Pretty sure Schwoz caught
a couple of bodies on that one.
[laughs]
[music stops]
For legal reasons, I'd like to
clarify that was a joke.
- And relax, Mika.
What, you really think those
stupid Cells are
dusting themselves off, going,
"Ooh, we gon' get them there
Danger Forces!
Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew!"
[all groaning]
- "We gon' get them there
Danger Forces!
Pew, pew, pew, pew" is how
Captain Man is probably
making fun of us right now.
- Yeah, sounds just like him.
- Does this go in the recycling
or do we just, uh--
- It doesn't matter.
It all ends up in
Lake Swellview.
[clattering]
- Uh, false.
I have an extensive sorting
process.
- Number 24601,
you are literally dumping
everything into
the same container.
- Also false-o.
Hey, while I gotcha here--
[all stammering]
- Inappropriate!
- Can we talk about maybe
giving me a lower number?
- Put your mask back on, Jeff.
We're supposed to be anonymous.
- Can you believe this guy?
- You're lucky we let you into
The Cell.
Now put your mask back on
and clean up this mess.
- Hold on a sec.
My morning started with
an everything burrito
and she's kind of backing up
on me.
[belches loudly]
[all groaning]
- Ugh, barf!
- What is that, methane?
- All clear.
- Why did we let him in again?
- His brother Mitch is both
rich and has a TV show.
We might need him someday.
- In fact, we know Danger Force
lives in Swellview.
So they must attend Swellview
Junior High.
- Hmm. Number 24601.
- That's--that's me, right?
- This guy.
- Let's talk about getting you
a lower number.
- [laughs]
Yeah!
[upbeat music]
And that's why
I think that you should buy
Swellview Junior High.
That's all I have to say.
- Well, that's all you said.
You came in here,
ruined my show,
kicked Tribbie in the shin,
burped up
an everything burrito,
said 17 words and then
you just stopped.
- Stop criticizing me!
You're just like Mom!
- I'm working through it!
Why would I want to buy
Swellview Junior High?
- 'Cause you hated school.
Think about all the kids out
there just like you were:
bored, lazy, forced to learn.
- [shudders]
- You never learned anything
and you're the richest guy
in Swellview.
Buy that school, Mitch.
[voice breaking]
Save those kids.
- I'll do it.
For the kids.
- For the kids. [sniffles]
- Hey, dude, are you crying?
- No!
- Ugh, you're just like Dad.
- I know and
I'm working through it!
[clattering]
- I just bought your school!
[students cheering]
- Money!
- I'm confused.
- Me too.
- I'm always confused.
- I'ma get money first.
Then I'll be confused.
students:
Mitch, Mitch, Mitch, Mitch!
- You're welcome!
[students continue chanting]
- It all just
kind of happened.
[overlapping chatter]
You get that?
[vocalizing]
- We look amazing.
- You've been posing for hours.
[all shouting at once]
- That's right,
keep walking, Schwoz.
Keep walking.
- I don't care
who owns this school,
I have a perfect GPA and
I'm going to keep it that way.
- The entire concept of
ownership is
an unnatural construct forced
on us by colonizers who--
- All right, everybody,
stop thinking.
- Not a problem.
- [sniffing]
Is that reading I smell?
Gross!
- [gasps]
- Now, I don't know
what we were supposed to do
in class today--
- Uh, take a test on
the Battle of Bunker--
- [makes fart noise]
[laughter]
- We were all thinking it.
- Hey! What'd I just say
about thinking?
- Ooh, ooh! You, uh, said,
"Okay, everybody,
stop thinking."
Then you smacked my book
and made a fart sound
like this.
[makes fart noise]
- Yeah, very good!
That was an
A+ Stinky Supreme Deluxe.
- [squeals] I've never gotten
one of those before.
- Well, that's 'cause
you've never been to
Mitch School before.
- What is Mitch School?
- Well, why show ya
when I can...
show ya!
[chuckles]
All right, now, who is
the dumbest kid in class?
- Oh, me, me!
It's me.
- Ooh, well, congratulations,
you big dummy.
You just graduated.
- Really?
- Yeah, you did!
Now get out of here.
Go take on the world and
get yourself a J-U-B.
["Pomp and Circumstance"
playing]
- Bose is absolutely
not ready to graduate.
- You know,
that is exactly what
the "teachers" told me
for nine years.
- You went to this school for
nine years?
- Yeah. [grunts]
It was the worst ten years
of my life.
Which is why I bought
the school,
so you little puppers don't
have to suffer like me.
- That's a surprisingly
empathetic response.
- "Empathetic"?
There will be no fancy-brain
words here at Mitch School.
And from now on, the wrong
answers are the right answers.
Pop quiz, hot sh*t.
What's two plus two?
- Uh, doody poopy fart noise?
- Yeah, it is!
All right!
Here at Mitch School,
every time someone gives
the wrong answer,
chicken nuggies will rain down
from the sky.
all: Nuggies!
- There will be brightly
colored soda in
the water fountain
and the toilets.
Shoes are optional,
but flip-flops are
highly recommended.
- Nuggie fight!
[students laughing]
- It's only been one day and
the smartest kid in class
is already giving in
to the Mitch way.
- In two weeks, Danger Force
will be too dumb to fight
even the simplest of crimes.
[laughs]
- Dumber than cavemen.
[laughs] Up top.
- Sorry, Grog.
I didn't see you there.
- Shouldn't matter, man.
- Instead of insulting Grog
and his people,
maybe you should be busy
preparing for your test crime
at KLVY.
- Yeah, about that.
I've got traffic court
later today so--
- Shut up and get back to work,
Jeff.
- Hey, Grog, just so you know,
one of my friends growing up
was a caveman.
- [grumbling angrily]
- Doohickey.
- Doohickey, chef!
- Thing-a-ma-bob.
- Thing-a-ma-bob, chef!
- Schnoozle stumps.
- Schnoozle stumps, chef.
Man, I don't get why
I gotta say "chef"
every time I had you something.
- It's a sign of respect,
which you owe me for leaving me
in that Cell cave
for two weeks!
- Yeah, but--
- I ate my own boogers
to survive
just so I could steal
these blueprints.
So help me build it!
- Bose said they had
a meal service in there.
- Yeah, but everything
had cilantro in it
and I'm a super taster.
- Super taster.
Right, yeah, no, boogers were
your only option, sure.
Why we even building
this thing?
- Because I want to find out
what they were up to.
- They're not up to anything!
They're stupid
and probably ugly.
Unlike me, right, Schwoz?
Come on, man.
It's been like 10 minutes since
somebody gave me a compliment.
- [deep voice] Hey!
Mika home.
School good.
- You sound different.
- Mm.
- Uh...
- Uh, okay.
- Ah, no meat this bone!
- All right, yeah.
Um, where's everybody else?
- [high-pitched voice]
Behind you.
- [chuckles in stuffy voice]
You said "behind."
- [giggles] Behind.
- "Behind" does also
mean "butt"
but why are you all acting
so strange?
- [chuckles]
You said "butt-butt."
[chuckles]
[beeping]
[tube whooshes]
- Sorry I'm late.
My assistant messed up
my calendar and I went to
the wrong restaurant
for my lunch meeting.
- What in the holy name of
Tom Selleck's mustache
is going on around here?
- Did you not hear?
I--I graduated.
- Oh, mazel tov.
- No, I did not.
- Yeah, already got a job.
Six figures,
benefits out the wazoo.
Don't see my family much
anymore--
- Wazoo! Wazoo!
- [chuckling]
[alarm blaring]
- [grunts]
- All right,
that's an emergency call
so we're gonna have to unpack
whatever this is later.
- Heh, "unpack."
[giggles]
- Oh, my god. Let's just chew
this thing and do this thing.
- You said "do."
- What is the joke here, guys?
'Cause I'd really like to be
part of this bit,
but honestly, I don't get it.
[gumballs clattering]
- [giggles]
- Hey, Chapa.
Gumballs.
[both laughing]
Hey, Ray.
I just hit you with
my gumballs.
[laughter]
- [grunting]
- This just in:
we're being robbed.
- By a man with a cactus.
- Stop news-ing and give me
all your cash.
- Do you accept credit cards?
- [winces]
- Of course I do.
I'm a modern criminal.
It's just gonna ask you
one final question there.
- Is this screen asking me to
tip you?
- Well, whatever you think
is fair.
[card reader beeps]
- Coming at you live,
it's the fabulous fi--
where are the other three?
[banging on door]
- I think they're confused
by the door?
- Uh, pull it.
- No, push.
- You gotta jiggle it.
- She said "jiggle."
- Looks like
several members of Danger Force
are having trouble getting
through a simple door.
- Come here.
- I am Doorholio!
- You guys are late.
We already got him.
- Oh, no.
So he, like, got you?
- What?
- Looks like a classic
miscommunication here.
- Hopefully this gets
cleared up soon.
- I'll save you.
- Ah!
- [chuckling]
- [groans]
[laughter]
- Whoa!
- Slight misfire there.
- Let's see how they recover.
- Please stop helping.
- ShoutOut help!
[clattering]
- Oh!
- Thanks again for
your generosity.
- Ow!
- Ouch!
- Ah!
- Ow!
- Ouch!
- Ah!
- Ow!
- Ouch!
- Ah!
- The plan is working.
- Danger Force is too
dim-witted to fight crime.
[all laughing]
- [panting]
Mm, mm.
Did you guys see me
on the news?
Did I look cute?
all: Shut up, Jeff!
- Would a "good job, Jeff"
k*ll ya?
I mean, who raised you guys,
cavemen?
[all gasp]
- [gasps] Grog!
- [wailing]
- When I say "cavemen,"
I don't mean you!
- Jeff, come on, man!
- Now, Jeff.
You know better than this!
- He tries really hard.
- Oh, my god.
Just stop catching it.
- Something is very wrong
with Danger Force.
- Yeah, very wrong.
[crashing]
- Ah!
Oh, right on my head!
[rock music]
- Good morning,
my little Mitchies.
Who's ready for another day
of Mitch School?
Hold up, Frandon.
There are no books allowed in
Mitch School.
- This book is good book.
Kid Rock write book.
- Ah, it's his
"auto-ba-wit-da-bah-ography."
There is a bowl of beef jerky
on my desk
with your name on it.
Go knock yourself out.
- Yeah, beef!
- After school,
we get snack nuts?
- Sorry, champ.
I have a late meeting.
Hey, Mitch, can I get in
your ear for a second?
- Well, well, well,
if it isn't the graduate.
A-what is up, a-my dude?
- My company's stock
since I joined.
[both laugh]
But that's not the point.
I've noticed that my friends
are getting a lot...
dumber.
- Dumpster.
- I am Dumpholio.
- [chuckles]
- [crunching]
These snack nuts too hard.
- See?
- She's eating rocks.
What's the problem?
That's hilarious.
- Sure, that's hilarious,
but Mika used to be so smart.
She was in Mensa.
- [grunts loudly]
- Sorry, "wo-Mensa."
- [grunts]
- You got a problem with how
I'm running Mitch School?
- I thought I made that
pretty clear.
- Hey, kids.
Suit here--
that's your new nickname,
by the way, Suit--
Suit here's got a problem with
how I'm running Mitch School.
[students grunting]
- Sticks and stones.
Those could break my bones.
[screams]
- [laughs]
Yeah, you better run!
Nobody's shutting down
Mitch School.
High five.
- What mean "high five"?
- Wow, you kids are getting
scary dumb.
- [grunts]
- Kay.
- High five.
- All right.
Careful of the rock.
- And then they had
sticks and stones.
- Those could break your bones!
- Hey, light.
Wait a minute.
So Mitch Bilsky
bought your school
and now ShoutOut,
Volt, and AWOL are too dumb
to fight crime?
- He made all the kids
so stupid that
I'm now the smartest kid
in Swellview.
- My god.
- Ay!
- We should pop gumballs
and think about this.
- [snaps] Good idea.
Let's chew and stew.
[dramatic music]
[bubbles pop]
- Ooh, whoo!
- And now, simply to stew.
- Hmm.
- Hmm.
- Hmm.
- Hmm.
- Hmm?
- Ah?
- Hmm.
- Hmm.
- Oh, my god!
Here's what you should do.
Ugh!
When kids don't use
their brains for
an extended period of time,
their neural pathways
start to degrade.
- Pfft, yeah.
Everybody knows that.
- Then how come you
didn't say it?
- I didn't want to interrupt,
duh.
This guy.
- The only way to restart
their brains is
to punch some sense into them.
- [mumbling]
Yeah, no, I was gonna say that.
- Okay, smarty pants.
What tool do you need to use to
punch some sense into
their tiny, empty heads?
Hm?
- Bose, take it.
- Uh-- those boxing gloves
you just pulled out of--
- Gloves you just pulled out of
the cabinet.
No, I was gonna say that too.
- That's right.
- I am on fire today--
- Fire today! Yeah, me too!
- These Brain Boppers are
loaded with a smart serum.
When they impact
a child's head,
the serum will repair
the neural pathways
and make them smartsies again.
- I'm not really in
the business of
punching kids, Schwoz.
- Oh, these things
won't hurt them.
And it'll look funny.
- Oh, yeah, if it's funny
I'll totally do it.
- Ha!
- Let's be sure to punch Mika,
Miles, and Chapa first--
- [mumbling]
And they can help us!
Yeah, guys, I love you
but I really wish
you'd stop talking over me.
[fire crackling]
- [giggling]
- [chuckling]
- Snack nuts!
[dramatic music]
- Ding-dong.
- Huh?
- [chuckles] He said "dong."
[groans]
- Schwoz was right.
That was funny.
- Yeah.
- What are you guys doing here?
- Ugh, and why do
my teeth hurt?
- You've been eating rocks,
darlin'.
- That was a poor decision on
my part.
- Looks like these gloves work.
- What happened to the school?
- Mitch Bilsky happened.
Now, here, put on
these Brain Boppers,
blow a bubble,
and let's go punch some kids.
- [grunts]
- [gasps]
- Not him.
- No!
- Keep it elevated.
- Okay, um--
- Can you get him some ice?
What's the matter with you?
- Just remember:
pinch the sides to and fro,
roll it up,
bur-ri-to!
Wow, this tire smoke's really
messing you kids up, huh?
- Yeah, well get ready for
this smoke.
- Hey,
that's the teachers' lounge.
- Well, we're about to teach
you a lesson.
- Ah! My skin!
- Fire jump!
[dramatic rock music]
Sorry about that.
Had to be done.
- Sorry we had to Brain Bop
you guys.
- But you had all been Mitch'd.
- You okay, Frandon?
- I think so.
- What does E equal?
- MC squared?
- [sighs] He's right.
It's the theory of relativity.
- Rela-menela--correct.
What she said.
But also what I said, so.
Both answers are acceptable.
- Okay.
You should all go home
and get some sleep.
Come back tomorrow
ready to learn.
- Come on, guys.
My mom's got
the biggest minivan in town.
- Ooh.
[students chanting]
Frandon's mom! Frandon's mom!
Frandon's mom!
- Frandon's mom! Frandon's mom!
- Frandon's mom is married.
- Mm, challenge accepted.
- Wait! Learning is boring!
Mitch School rules! Come back!
- Sorry, Mitch,
but we're taking you to jail.
[all talking at once]
- No, you're not.
Ain't no law about buying
schools and making kids dumb.
- Ah, jeez, he's right!
- The law fails us once again.
- Yeah, and plus, I'm rich.
Yeah, rich people
don't go to jail.
They just go to Dubai!
[phone beeps]
- Man, what's it like
to be rich?
- It's pretty great.
But Schwoz says we gotta
go back to the Man's Nest.
He's almost done building
that evil device
from the blueprints
he swiped off The Cell.
- Why is he building
their evil device?
- I don't know.
You know Schwoz.
You know, you put something
science-y in front of him,
that big ol' brain's just
gonna science it right up.
- They're going to build it
for us.
[evil laughter]
- What a bunch of
beaver brains.
Total cavemen, am I right?
[laughter stops]
Grog's right behind me,
isn't he?
- No.
He's right in front of you.
- Ah!
- [growling]
- Dude, Grog, I--I--
I didn't mean it like that.
- [neck cracking]
- I--I--I swear.
- [growling]
- Ah! My body parts!
[crashing]
- And done.
- What is it?
- There's only one way to
find out.
[switch clicks]
[device powering up]
[bell dings]
[apprehensive music]
- It's a pancake.
- Common misconception.
This is actually a flapjack.
- Why would The Cell go through
all that trouble
just to build a machine
that makes pancakes?
together: Flapjacks.
- I don't know.
- It looks like these
blueprints are incomplete.
- What?
- Yeah, they just end.
I bet there's a second page
somewhere.
- Maybe I left the second page
back with The Cell.
- You find that second page,
I'll bet this device gets
a lot more evil.
- [gasps]
Guys, I just realized...
this is no flapjack.
- [gasps]
[ominous music]
- It is a pancake.
- You scared me!
[all shouting]
[vocalizing]
03x08 - Dumber Force
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Series is a spinoff of Henry Danger and follows four new superheroes-in-training, to attend Swellview Academy for the Gifted.
Series is a spinoff of Henry Danger and follows four new superheroes-in-training, to attend Swellview Academy for the Gifted.