01x01 - Popcorn Monster/Game of Drones
Posted: 06/27/23 10:48
[exciting music]
- ♪ Oh here we go up the tubes ♪
♪ Fighting crime is what we do ♪
♪ A superhero and his sidekick with a plan ♪
♪ Who's the one behind the mask ♪
♪ Who can move super fast? ♪
♪ It's Kid Danger... ♪ - And look!
- ♪ It's Captain Man ♪
- ♪ So come along ♪ all: ♪ Come along ♪
- ♪ It's "The Adventures of Kid Danger" ♪
♪ This is the song ♪ all: ♪ This is the song ♪
- ♪ For "The Adventures of Kid Danger" ♪
♪ ♪
- ♪ I'm okay ♪
- Feels good.
[upbeat music]
- [snoring]
[soft music]
First episode.
[watch beeping]
- Henry, wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up... - I'm up. I'm up.
All right, I'm up. I'm up. I'm up! I'm up!
What's wrong? - Just get to the Man Cave.
Fast.
Oh, and bring bagels.
- [groans]
[exciting music]
[grunts]
Wait. Something's wrong.
Uh... ooh, clothing.
[sniffs] Smells good.
♪ ♪
[dinosaur roars]
[buzzer sounds]
[elevator bell dings]
Hey, Ray, I brought your bagels.
- Wait. Hang on, Henry.
So is it for sure, Schwoz?
Are you % sure, Schwoz?
- Yeah, yeah, it's an exact match.
- Uh, you guys?
- [whimpering] - Some dude just jacked
a school bus. - A school bus?
- Ugh, Charlotte, could you say less words?
- Ray, you triple beeped me. What's the emergency?
- Look at 'em, Henry!
Look at these two fluffy babies.
- I see two pieces of popcorn.
- Identical.
You see two identical pieces of popcorn.
[chuckles] - Yes, they are exactly alike.
- Wrong. The third law
of thermo-popcornial dynamics clearly states:
It is impossible for any two pieces of popcorn
to be exactly identical.
- Then explain these. -
Sure. I'll put 'em in the micro-particle scanner.
- Mm-hmm.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Come on, analyzer. - Come on, no whammies,
no whammies, no whammies! - Match them up, match them up.
[computer beeps] - See?
They're only .% identical,
which is not an exact match.
- Frickin' frackin'! - Dipthong!
- Ah! - So angry!
- I hate everything! [sighs]
See, I really, really, really wanted
to find two identical pieces of popcorn.
- It was my dream too.
- I thought your dream was to grow hair?
- That dream came true.
Just not on my head.
[soft music] [bird chirping]
- Hey, I got an idea.
Why don't we go to the Swellview Movie Theater
and check all the popcorn there?
- Ah, this kid. - Yeah, yeah.
- He's full of good ideas! Come here, you little rascal.
See, that's why I hired you to be my sidekick.
- Your bicep is crushing my neck.
- To the movie theater. - [exhales]
- Come on, Henry, let's go.
- But what about the school bus?
The kids?
- Oh, yeah. You should go save them.
- Save 'em good. - Up the tube!
- [breathing heavily]
- My Spooder-sense.
[exciting music playing]
- [yelps]
- Sorry to interrupt your movie, but...
[people booing] - Uh, look at us, please.
- We're with the FPI.
- Federal Popcorn Inspectors. - Dudes,
your blocking Spooderman. - Too bad.
- We have to inspect your popcorn.
[dramatic music]
[computers beeping]
both: All right, here we come. - Hey! That's my popcorn!
- Let's see your corn. - Make with the corn, lady.
Let's see. Just relax. [all grumbling]
- Hey, did you wash your hands? - Show me your buckets.
- We can do this here or we can do it downtown, pal.
[tires squeal]
- Okay, kids, now I'm gonna go steal some snacks.
Um, anybody want anything?
[overlapping chatter]
- I need my insulin.
- Fine! Be right back.
[dramatic music]
- Hmm.
[grunts]
Okay, my name is Charlotte, I don't know how to drive,
so fasten your seat belts.
[kids murmur]
[beeping, creaks]
[engine revs, tires squeal]
[kids shout]
♪ ♪
[expl*si*n]
- It's okay! We're all safe!
[indistinct chatter]
[dramatic music playing]
- Stupid popcorn.
- Not one exact match. - Dang it.
- I guess we should go tell Charlotte that she was right
and we were wrong.
- Pfft.
Or...
We can use this special device
to make an exact duplicate of anything.
- Have you had that the whole time?
- Yeah, I should've mentioned it.
- Well, how's it work? - Like this.
[g*n warbles]
[soft dramatic music]
- Whoa. Look at 'em.
- Mm-hmm.
♪ ♪
Ha! Two identical pieces of popcorn.
Thanks to cheating. - Cool.
Now we just gotta go back to the Man Cave and--
- [growls] - Oh, my gosh!
- [blows, chuckles]
[chomps] - Ah, my nose!
It's biting my nose! Help me!
- Hey! Hey! Stop biting his nose.
- W-w-wait! [grunts]
- [grumbles]
Bye.
- [groans] What--what just happened?
- [sighs] Well, see, when you use this thing
to duplicate something, sometimes,
the duplicate thing comes to life and is extremely evil.
- Sometimes?
- Ugh, okay, like, % of the time.
Come on. And quick, ditch the costumes.
- Kay, kay! [both grunt]
- [breathing heavily]
- There! At the snacks!
- [grumbling]
Cannonball!
[sighs]
- It jumped in the butter.
- What's it doing?
- It's drinking all the butter.
- [belches]
- Whoa. Now what's happening?
- Uh, I think--I think--
expansion!
- Expansion? What does that mean?
[all screaming]
[dramatic music]
- Hug me.
♪ ♪
- [snarls]
[both scream] - [growls]
- Now what? - Uh...
Go get him. - What? Me?
You're the one who's indestructible.
- [growling] - [whimpering]
[grunts] - [gasps]
- [laughs] You're wet now.
- I already was.
- Already? - Was?
- [growls]
♪ ♪
- And today's my birthday.
- That does it. Gumballs.
- Mmm.
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
Let's go.
- Ow. - Uh, happy birthday.
- Ow. - ♪ And many more ♪
♪ Not to be confused with Mandy Moore ♪
[monster growling]
[tires squealing]
- [roars]
- Ah, my Oldsmobile! [car horn honks]
♪ ♪
- [grunts] How rude.
- Great Scott.
[tires squeal] - Run, Doc-tor Smith!
♪ ♪
- [humming]
[yelps] My bagels!
- [growls] Squeeze you.
- No, don't squeeze me!
- Oh, man, look what we've done.
- I know.
- [growls]
- [screams]
- Here he comes. - [snarling]
- Oh, my--gah!
- Captain Man! - [shouts]
Ah! I'm okay. - [grunts]
- Ah! I'm okay.
[squeals] I'm okay.
I'm okay! - Hey, Popcorn Boy.
- Huh? - Take this.
[blaster fires] - [grunts]
- Oh. Uh...
[blaster firing]
I don't understand why you're not falling down.
- [growls, snarls]
- [screaming]
I can't believe this is still going on.
[screaming]
[grunts]
Ah! [grunts]
[cow moos]
- You never loved me. [cow moos]
- Oh! Get out of the way! - He's got a sword!
- [growling]
- Oh.
Uh, okay.
It's a giant sword.
Okay, I get it. Sure.
Uh... Whoa there.
- Whoosh! Whoosh! - Hey, now.
- Kid Danger, use your super fast reflexes.
- Well, duh. - [growling]
[both grunting]
- [panting]
[cell phone ringing] Oh, my phone.
- [growls] - Would you quit it?
[grunts] Hey! Hey!
[whistle blows] Time out!
[grunts]
- All right.
- Hello? - I got the bus!
- The--the bus? What bus?
- The one that got bus-jacked.
- Really? Wait, where are you?
[horn honking]
Oh, you're there.
- [screams]
[whistle blows] Time in.
- Huh? [bus horn honks]
Ah, geez. [grunts]
[screaming]
[grunts]
[grunts, groans]
[tires squeal]
[all grunt]
[cow moos]
- Hey. Where's the popcorn monster?
- Oh. Over there.
Defeated.
- [growling]
Nope. I'm done.
- [laughs]
Well, looks like we've done it again, Kid Danger.
- And guess how that feels? - How's it feel?
- Good.
- Uh, excuse me?
I'm the one who drove that bus into that monster.
- Well, yeah, but we created the monster.
- So without us,
there never would have even been a monster...
- For you to drive a bus into.
- I...I don't even know how to respond to that.
- Just try a simple thank you.
- Thank you? - You're welcome.
- Kid Danger? - Yeah?
- What? What do you want?
- Is the popcorn man gonna be okay?
both: Um...
no. - No, he's not.
- Oh.
Then can we eat him?
[both laugh]
- You sure can.
- I think he'd want it that way.
- Yay!
[laughs]
[all cheer and laugh]
- Ah, ain't life crazy? - Yeah.
- A few minutes ago, we were fighting that monster.
[laughs] And now.
- Those kids are eating his carcass.
- Aww, yeah. - So sweet.
[dramatic music]
- [growls]
[grunts] [pigeon coos]
- Yah!
[laughs]
I'll be back on Christmas Day!
♪ ♪
[both squealing oddly]
[buzzing] - Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
- Aw, watch this! Watch this! - Make it turn!
- Fly like a monkey! - Aw, this is crazy!
- [laughs] - It's glorious.
- Check out my somersaults.
[buzzing]
- Ah. - Whoa!
- What the heck?
[all laughing] - Look at her!
- Hey, look at her face! It's funny that it happened.
- I'm glad it happened.
[high pitched whirring, electricity crackling]
[powers down, clatters]
- Charlotte! - My precious!
[breathing heavily] It's okay, my little drone.
Uncle Schwozy will fix you
with mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.
[inhaling dramatically and blowing]
- Charlotte! - We needed that drone
for the Swellview Drone Dash today.
- Ray, haven't you lost the Drone Dash
for the past years?
- [stammers] That's not my fault.
I only lose because that evil Dr. Minyak
always enters the race. - Yeah, we'll go with that.
- [stammers angrily] - Well, don't worry.
We're not gonna lose this year.
- Mm-hmm. - And clear!
[electricity surges] - Uh, Schwoz?
- Just a little more. [high-pitched squeal]
Again! Clear!
[expl*si*n] [screaming]
[grunts]
[groans, grunts]
[thumping]
[electricity crackles] - Schwoz, are you hurt?
- Yes. Badly.
- Well, that rips it.
Now we can't compete in the Drone Dash
- Ah, yes we can.
Here's a drone piece. - Ray.
- And here's another one. - Ray.
- See? It's like a puzzle. - Ray.
Ray. - A fun, fun puzzle.
And now I just... - Ray.
- Just put these together... - Ray.
- And... [stammering] - Ray.
- Get some glue!
[sobs] Oh, come on.
It's a-- - [grunts]
- Thank you. - Wait!
an idea just pooped in my head.
- Gross. - Come, everyone, to the tubes!
[spirited instrumental music]
Whee!
- Don't squeeze me so hard.
- Up the tube.
♪ ♪
- Schwoz, get out of my pockets!
- No, let me see what you have. [giggles]
♪ ♪
- Wait. Wh--what happened to Charlotte?
Charlotte? - Where am I?
- I guess she got lost somewhere
up in all those tubes.
So, Schwoz, why'd you bring us to the Man Hangar?
- Do you have a new drone for us?
- I sure do!
[dramatic tones] And there she is!
- Dude, we can't use something that gimongous
in the Drone Dash.
- I know. Just wait.
[grunts]
[laughs]
both: Whoa. - Wait.
- What're you doing with that?
[high-pitched whirring] - Sha-boom!
- Whoa! - Wow!
- Holy drone. - What?
- That is perfect.
- Yeah.[sniffs]
Smells good.
So where are the controls? - Inside the ship.
- Wha--if they're inside the ship,
how am I supposed to fly the ship?
Whoa! What're you do--oh, no!
- Ha! Look! It's tiny Henry!
[both laugh]
- Schwoz, you better biggify me, right now!
- No, no.
See, now that you are puny and tiny,
you can get inside the drone.
- Y-you mean I fly it?
Myself?
- Yeah.
You'll be just like a jet pilot.
- Only teeny tiny.
- Well, okay. [chuckles]
- But first, it's time for you and me
to become He and He.
[exciting music]
Here, Henry, chew this teeny tiny little piece of gum.
Then blow an itsy bitsy bubble.
- I know what to do.
[both chewing]
♪ ♪
Up the tube. Whoa.
Ooh, I'm teeny, and I'm in a drone.
- Ha! Small. Come on.
- My goodness, it's an exciting day
here in Swellview Park
because the th annual Drone Dash
is about to begin. - That's right, Trent,
and it looks like all the heavyweights
in drone racing are here.
[gasps] Oh, I see Sidney and Oliver.
- [sighs] Use more thumb.
- And, look, over there.
There's Jasper Dunlop with his drone.
- Hey, Piper, look!
I gave my drone hair that matches mine.
I call him "Jasper Drone-lop."
- I don't care about your hairy drone!
- [whispers] I love you.
- Also competing this year,
we have local lopsided school teacher, Miss Shapen.
- Ah!
- Oh, and of course, what Drone Dash would be complete
without Swellview's very own hometown bad boy?
- He's fresh out of Swellview Prison.
- Dr. Minyak!
[all booing]
- Who's booing? Who dares to boo me?
- Everyone! - I demand to know--
Hey, no butterflies on my drone!
- [squeals]
[blaster fires] - What th--
- Too surprised to finish the word "the"?
- It's Captain Man!
[all cheering]
- Shut up! Don't clap and cheer
for Captain Man.
- Too late. They already did.
- Hey, where's Kid Danger?
- Uh, I don't know where Kid Danger is.
All I know for sure is that my drone
has always been this size, and, uh, obviously,
I wouldn't shake it like this
if there was a person inside of it.
- [shouting]
- No one cares about your drone, Captain Moron.
- [gasps]
- I always beat you at this Drone Dash,
and this year will be no exception.
- Oh, yeah? Well, maybe you didn't hear
about this fortune I found while eating a Chinese cookie.
See? It says...
- Well, perhaps you should read my fortune
from a Chinese cookie that I recently ate.
- Let's see what this says. [mutters]
Pfft. Well, that could mean anything.
Come on, Drone. With no one inside you.
- Psht. You lie bad.
[exciting music]
- Cool Drone. Where's your remote control?
- Oh, uh...
[flies buzzing]
Here--here it is. Right here.
- That looks like a shoe. - Your mom looks like a shoe.
- Yeah.
- Let's go, Mary. Get it on.
Bang a gong.
[gong sounds] - I did it.
- Let the Drone Dash begin.
[pops] [crowd cheering]
[dramatic music]
- Okay, Henry, you're cool.
Feeling good. [laughs]
Excuse me, Dr. Minyak.
See ya! Whoo!
- What the--
- Come on, Drone! Make Momma Shapen proud!
Zoom! Zoom! Zoom!
- Ahh! Whoa!
- Ah! - [grunts]
[groans, cries] - Sidney!
- Sidney, way to break my drone
with your boy belly.
- [groans]
- Well, I think it's time
to eliminate more of the competition.
- [whimpers] - Ooh, pardon me, competitor.
- [whimpers]
- You have no idea... ♪ What's about to happen ♪
And there's the honey.
Now prepare to be sweetened.
- Sweetened?
♪ ♪
- Oh, no!
- It looks like Dr. Minyak's drone
is spewing honey all over Oliver's drone.
- Oh, oh, oh...
I'm flying sticky.
- And now let's see if you can bear this.
[bear growls]
- Ooh, and that's bye-bye Oliver.
- Defeat, we dance again.
- Really, Minyak? - [humming]
- Honey? Bears?
You make me sick.
- I will also make you lose.
- Gah! He always twists it around on me.
♪ ♪
- Ah, man, here comes Minyak.
- Now, lasers!
[lasers whirring, blasters firing]
- [shouting]
- No! - Oh, and Jasper's drone
gets a taste of laser.
- Oh, my--my drone's out of control.
[grunting]
Ah! - Gulp.
[audience exclaims] [clown nose honks]
- Oh, wow, Jasper Drone-lop is out of the race,
and so are three other drones
that we don't need to address specifically.
- And that leaves only two drones left in this Drone Dash.
- Dr. Minyak's and Captain Man's.
- You play dirty, Minyak. Real dirty.
- I'll show you dirty.
Twist and ha!
♪ ♪
- [yelps]
- Oh, my, what's that protrusion?
- Well, it seems that Dr. Minyak's drone
has sprouted some kind of spinning w*apon.
- Oh no! I'm gonna be spun-punctured.
[metal churning]
- Hey, is it me or
is Captain Man's drone getting bigger?
[crowd gasping, murmuring]
- Ah, jeez.
I think Schwoz's shrink effect is wearing off.
- What? What did you say?
- Oh, oh, I-- I just said, uh,
I flink Bloz's swinkleflect is splaring floff.
- Well, soon you'll be splaring floff
your swinkleflect!
- I don't think so.
- [yelping]
I'm embiggening!
[clanking]
- Great snot!
- And now... up we go.
[whirring]
And... down.
- No-no-no-no! Wait-wait-wait!
You're over my drone! [crash]
[sobbing]
- And... up.
And down.
And now, let's win this thing. Yeah.
[rousing music]
- And Captain Man's gimongous drone wins!
[screaming]
- Dag-nabbit!
- Yeah.
[crowd cheering]
- Wait. Why is your gimongous drone hovering over me?
- Uh...not sure.
- Now, let's try this button.
- What the--
No! I hate fudge!
- Captain Man, here's your trophy.
-Thank you, Trent.
I earned this.
- Okay, Captain Man, let's go home.
♪ ♪
- Oh. Bye!
- Okay, buh-bye. [crowd cheering]
- Excellent work today, Kid Danger.
You did good. - Eh, so did you.
- Nah, you were the one who
dropped all the fudge on Dr. Minyak.
- [chuckles] Well, guess what?
- What? - That wasn't fudge.
[both laugh]
- Oh, man! - You see what I did there?
- I know what you're talking about!
- We're flying into the sun! - Ahh!
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
- Mmm!
- ♪ Oh here we go up the tubes ♪
♪ Fighting crime is what we do ♪
♪ A superhero and his sidekick with a plan ♪
♪ Who's the one behind the mask ♪
♪ Who can move super fast? ♪
♪ It's Kid Danger... ♪ - And look!
- ♪ It's Captain Man ♪
- ♪ So come along ♪ all: ♪ Come along ♪
- ♪ It's "The Adventures of Kid Danger" ♪
♪ This is the song ♪ all: ♪ This is the song ♪
- ♪ For "The Adventures of Kid Danger" ♪
♪ ♪
- ♪ I'm okay ♪
- Feels good.
[upbeat music]
- [snoring]
[soft music]
First episode.
[watch beeping]
- Henry, wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
Wake up! Wake up! Wake up... - I'm up. I'm up.
All right, I'm up. I'm up. I'm up! I'm up!
What's wrong? - Just get to the Man Cave.
Fast.
Oh, and bring bagels.
- [groans]
[exciting music]
[grunts]
Wait. Something's wrong.
Uh... ooh, clothing.
[sniffs] Smells good.
♪ ♪
[dinosaur roars]
[buzzer sounds]
[elevator bell dings]
Hey, Ray, I brought your bagels.
- Wait. Hang on, Henry.
So is it for sure, Schwoz?
Are you % sure, Schwoz?
- Yeah, yeah, it's an exact match.
- Uh, you guys?
- [whimpering] - Some dude just jacked
a school bus. - A school bus?
- Ugh, Charlotte, could you say less words?
- Ray, you triple beeped me. What's the emergency?
- Look at 'em, Henry!
Look at these two fluffy babies.
- I see two pieces of popcorn.
- Identical.
You see two identical pieces of popcorn.
[chuckles] - Yes, they are exactly alike.
- Wrong. The third law
of thermo-popcornial dynamics clearly states:
It is impossible for any two pieces of popcorn
to be exactly identical.
- Then explain these. -
Sure. I'll put 'em in the micro-particle scanner.
- Mm-hmm.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- Come on, analyzer. - Come on, no whammies,
no whammies, no whammies! - Match them up, match them up.
[computer beeps] - See?
They're only .% identical,
which is not an exact match.
- Frickin' frackin'! - Dipthong!
- Ah! - So angry!
- I hate everything! [sighs]
See, I really, really, really wanted
to find two identical pieces of popcorn.
- It was my dream too.
- I thought your dream was to grow hair?
- That dream came true.
Just not on my head.
[soft music] [bird chirping]
- Hey, I got an idea.
Why don't we go to the Swellview Movie Theater
and check all the popcorn there?
- Ah, this kid. - Yeah, yeah.
- He's full of good ideas! Come here, you little rascal.
See, that's why I hired you to be my sidekick.
- Your bicep is crushing my neck.
- To the movie theater. - [exhales]
- Come on, Henry, let's go.
- But what about the school bus?
The kids?
- Oh, yeah. You should go save them.
- Save 'em good. - Up the tube!
- [breathing heavily]
- My Spooder-sense.
[exciting music playing]
- [yelps]
- Sorry to interrupt your movie, but...
[people booing] - Uh, look at us, please.
- We're with the FPI.
- Federal Popcorn Inspectors. - Dudes,
your blocking Spooderman. - Too bad.
- We have to inspect your popcorn.
[dramatic music]
[computers beeping]
both: All right, here we come. - Hey! That's my popcorn!
- Let's see your corn. - Make with the corn, lady.
Let's see. Just relax. [all grumbling]
- Hey, did you wash your hands? - Show me your buckets.
- We can do this here or we can do it downtown, pal.
[tires squeal]
- Okay, kids, now I'm gonna go steal some snacks.
Um, anybody want anything?
[overlapping chatter]
- I need my insulin.
- Fine! Be right back.
[dramatic music]
- Hmm.
[grunts]
Okay, my name is Charlotte, I don't know how to drive,
so fasten your seat belts.
[kids murmur]
[beeping, creaks]
[engine revs, tires squeal]
[kids shout]
♪ ♪
[expl*si*n]
- It's okay! We're all safe!
[indistinct chatter]
[dramatic music playing]
- Stupid popcorn.
- Not one exact match. - Dang it.
- I guess we should go tell Charlotte that she was right
and we were wrong.
- Pfft.
Or...
We can use this special device
to make an exact duplicate of anything.
- Have you had that the whole time?
- Yeah, I should've mentioned it.
- Well, how's it work? - Like this.
[g*n warbles]
[soft dramatic music]
- Whoa. Look at 'em.
- Mm-hmm.
♪ ♪
Ha! Two identical pieces of popcorn.
Thanks to cheating. - Cool.
Now we just gotta go back to the Man Cave and--
- [growls] - Oh, my gosh!
- [blows, chuckles]
[chomps] - Ah, my nose!
It's biting my nose! Help me!
- Hey! Hey! Stop biting his nose.
- W-w-wait! [grunts]
- [grumbles]
Bye.
- [groans] What--what just happened?
- [sighs] Well, see, when you use this thing
to duplicate something, sometimes,
the duplicate thing comes to life and is extremely evil.
- Sometimes?
- Ugh, okay, like, % of the time.
Come on. And quick, ditch the costumes.
- Kay, kay! [both grunt]
- [breathing heavily]
- There! At the snacks!
- [grumbling]
Cannonball!
[sighs]
- It jumped in the butter.
- What's it doing?
- It's drinking all the butter.
- [belches]
- Whoa. Now what's happening?
- Uh, I think--I think--
expansion!
- Expansion? What does that mean?
[all screaming]
[dramatic music]
- Hug me.
♪ ♪
- [snarls]
[both scream] - [growls]
- Now what? - Uh...
Go get him. - What? Me?
You're the one who's indestructible.
- [growling] - [whimpering]
[grunts] - [gasps]
- [laughs] You're wet now.
- I already was.
- Already? - Was?
- [growls]
♪ ♪
- And today's my birthday.
- That does it. Gumballs.
- Mmm.
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
Let's go.
- Ow. - Uh, happy birthday.
- Ow. - ♪ And many more ♪
♪ Not to be confused with Mandy Moore ♪
[monster growling]
[tires squealing]
- [roars]
- Ah, my Oldsmobile! [car horn honks]
♪ ♪
- [grunts] How rude.
- Great Scott.
[tires squeal] - Run, Doc-tor Smith!
♪ ♪
- [humming]
[yelps] My bagels!
- [growls] Squeeze you.
- No, don't squeeze me!
- Oh, man, look what we've done.
- I know.
- [growls]
- [screams]
- Here he comes. - [snarling]
- Oh, my--gah!
- Captain Man! - [shouts]
Ah! I'm okay. - [grunts]
- Ah! I'm okay.
[squeals] I'm okay.
I'm okay! - Hey, Popcorn Boy.
- Huh? - Take this.
[blaster fires] - [grunts]
- Oh. Uh...
[blaster firing]
I don't understand why you're not falling down.
- [growls, snarls]
- [screaming]
I can't believe this is still going on.
[screaming]
[grunts]
Ah! [grunts]
[cow moos]
- You never loved me. [cow moos]
- Oh! Get out of the way! - He's got a sword!
- [growling]
- Oh.
Uh, okay.
It's a giant sword.
Okay, I get it. Sure.
Uh... Whoa there.
- Whoosh! Whoosh! - Hey, now.
- Kid Danger, use your super fast reflexes.
- Well, duh. - [growling]
[both grunting]
- [panting]
[cell phone ringing] Oh, my phone.
- [growls] - Would you quit it?
[grunts] Hey! Hey!
[whistle blows] Time out!
[grunts]
- All right.
- Hello? - I got the bus!
- The--the bus? What bus?
- The one that got bus-jacked.
- Really? Wait, where are you?
[horn honking]
Oh, you're there.
- [screams]
[whistle blows] Time in.
- Huh? [bus horn honks]
Ah, geez. [grunts]
[screaming]
[grunts]
[grunts, groans]
[tires squeal]
[all grunt]
[cow moos]
- Hey. Where's the popcorn monster?
- Oh. Over there.
Defeated.
- [growling]
Nope. I'm done.
- [laughs]
Well, looks like we've done it again, Kid Danger.
- And guess how that feels? - How's it feel?
- Good.
- Uh, excuse me?
I'm the one who drove that bus into that monster.
- Well, yeah, but we created the monster.
- So without us,
there never would have even been a monster...
- For you to drive a bus into.
- I...I don't even know how to respond to that.
- Just try a simple thank you.
- Thank you? - You're welcome.
- Kid Danger? - Yeah?
- What? What do you want?
- Is the popcorn man gonna be okay?
both: Um...
no. - No, he's not.
- Oh.
Then can we eat him?
[both laugh]
- You sure can.
- I think he'd want it that way.
- Yay!
[laughs]
[all cheer and laugh]
- Ah, ain't life crazy? - Yeah.
- A few minutes ago, we were fighting that monster.
[laughs] And now.
- Those kids are eating his carcass.
- Aww, yeah. - So sweet.
[dramatic music]
- [growls]
[grunts] [pigeon coos]
- Yah!
[laughs]
I'll be back on Christmas Day!
♪ ♪
[both squealing oddly]
[buzzing] - Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
- Aw, watch this! Watch this! - Make it turn!
- Fly like a monkey! - Aw, this is crazy!
- [laughs] - It's glorious.
- Check out my somersaults.
[buzzing]
- Ah. - Whoa!
- What the heck?
[all laughing] - Look at her!
- Hey, look at her face! It's funny that it happened.
- I'm glad it happened.
[high pitched whirring, electricity crackling]
[powers down, clatters]
- Charlotte! - My precious!
[breathing heavily] It's okay, my little drone.
Uncle Schwozy will fix you
with mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.
[inhaling dramatically and blowing]
- Charlotte! - We needed that drone
for the Swellview Drone Dash today.
- Ray, haven't you lost the Drone Dash
for the past years?
- [stammers] That's not my fault.
I only lose because that evil Dr. Minyak
always enters the race. - Yeah, we'll go with that.
- [stammers angrily] - Well, don't worry.
We're not gonna lose this year.
- Mm-hmm. - And clear!
[electricity surges] - Uh, Schwoz?
- Just a little more. [high-pitched squeal]
Again! Clear!
[expl*si*n] [screaming]
[grunts]
[groans, grunts]
[thumping]
[electricity crackles] - Schwoz, are you hurt?
- Yes. Badly.
- Well, that rips it.
Now we can't compete in the Drone Dash
- Ah, yes we can.
Here's a drone piece. - Ray.
- And here's another one. - Ray.
- See? It's like a puzzle. - Ray.
Ray. - A fun, fun puzzle.
And now I just... - Ray.
- Just put these together... - Ray.
- And... [stammering] - Ray.
- Get some glue!
[sobs] Oh, come on.
It's a-- - [grunts]
- Thank you. - Wait!
an idea just pooped in my head.
- Gross. - Come, everyone, to the tubes!
[spirited instrumental music]
Whee!
- Don't squeeze me so hard.
- Up the tube.
♪ ♪
- Schwoz, get out of my pockets!
- No, let me see what you have. [giggles]
♪ ♪
- Wait. Wh--what happened to Charlotte?
Charlotte? - Where am I?
- I guess she got lost somewhere
up in all those tubes.
So, Schwoz, why'd you bring us to the Man Hangar?
- Do you have a new drone for us?
- I sure do!
[dramatic tones] And there she is!
- Dude, we can't use something that gimongous
in the Drone Dash.
- I know. Just wait.
[grunts]
[laughs]
both: Whoa. - Wait.
- What're you doing with that?
[high-pitched whirring] - Sha-boom!
- Whoa! - Wow!
- Holy drone. - What?
- That is perfect.
- Yeah.[sniffs]
Smells good.
So where are the controls? - Inside the ship.
- Wha--if they're inside the ship,
how am I supposed to fly the ship?
Whoa! What're you do--oh, no!
- Ha! Look! It's tiny Henry!
[both laugh]
- Schwoz, you better biggify me, right now!
- No, no.
See, now that you are puny and tiny,
you can get inside the drone.
- Y-you mean I fly it?
Myself?
- Yeah.
You'll be just like a jet pilot.
- Only teeny tiny.
- Well, okay. [chuckles]
- But first, it's time for you and me
to become He and He.
[exciting music]
Here, Henry, chew this teeny tiny little piece of gum.
Then blow an itsy bitsy bubble.
- I know what to do.
[both chewing]
♪ ♪
Up the tube. Whoa.
Ooh, I'm teeny, and I'm in a drone.
- Ha! Small. Come on.
- My goodness, it's an exciting day
here in Swellview Park
because the th annual Drone Dash
is about to begin. - That's right, Trent,
and it looks like all the heavyweights
in drone racing are here.
[gasps] Oh, I see Sidney and Oliver.
- [sighs] Use more thumb.
- And, look, over there.
There's Jasper Dunlop with his drone.
- Hey, Piper, look!
I gave my drone hair that matches mine.
I call him "Jasper Drone-lop."
- I don't care about your hairy drone!
- [whispers] I love you.
- Also competing this year,
we have local lopsided school teacher, Miss Shapen.
- Ah!
- Oh, and of course, what Drone Dash would be complete
without Swellview's very own hometown bad boy?
- He's fresh out of Swellview Prison.
- Dr. Minyak!
[all booing]
- Who's booing? Who dares to boo me?
- Everyone! - I demand to know--
Hey, no butterflies on my drone!
- [squeals]
[blaster fires] - What th--
- Too surprised to finish the word "the"?
- It's Captain Man!
[all cheering]
- Shut up! Don't clap and cheer
for Captain Man.
- Too late. They already did.
- Hey, where's Kid Danger?
- Uh, I don't know where Kid Danger is.
All I know for sure is that my drone
has always been this size, and, uh, obviously,
I wouldn't shake it like this
if there was a person inside of it.
- [shouting]
- No one cares about your drone, Captain Moron.
- [gasps]
- I always beat you at this Drone Dash,
and this year will be no exception.
- Oh, yeah? Well, maybe you didn't hear
about this fortune I found while eating a Chinese cookie.
See? It says...
- Well, perhaps you should read my fortune
from a Chinese cookie that I recently ate.
- Let's see what this says. [mutters]
Pfft. Well, that could mean anything.
Come on, Drone. With no one inside you.
- Psht. You lie bad.
[exciting music]
- Cool Drone. Where's your remote control?
- Oh, uh...
[flies buzzing]
Here--here it is. Right here.
- That looks like a shoe. - Your mom looks like a shoe.
- Yeah.
- Let's go, Mary. Get it on.
Bang a gong.
[gong sounds] - I did it.
- Let the Drone Dash begin.
[pops] [crowd cheering]
[dramatic music]
- Okay, Henry, you're cool.
Feeling good. [laughs]
Excuse me, Dr. Minyak.
See ya! Whoo!
- What the--
- Come on, Drone! Make Momma Shapen proud!
Zoom! Zoom! Zoom!
- Ahh! Whoa!
- Ah! - [grunts]
[groans, cries] - Sidney!
- Sidney, way to break my drone
with your boy belly.
- [groans]
- Well, I think it's time
to eliminate more of the competition.
- [whimpers] - Ooh, pardon me, competitor.
- [whimpers]
- You have no idea... ♪ What's about to happen ♪
And there's the honey.
Now prepare to be sweetened.
- Sweetened?
♪ ♪
- Oh, no!
- It looks like Dr. Minyak's drone
is spewing honey all over Oliver's drone.
- Oh, oh, oh...
I'm flying sticky.
- And now let's see if you can bear this.
[bear growls]
- Ooh, and that's bye-bye Oliver.
- Defeat, we dance again.
- Really, Minyak? - [humming]
- Honey? Bears?
You make me sick.
- I will also make you lose.
- Gah! He always twists it around on me.
♪ ♪
- Ah, man, here comes Minyak.
- Now, lasers!
[lasers whirring, blasters firing]
- [shouting]
- No! - Oh, and Jasper's drone
gets a taste of laser.
- Oh, my--my drone's out of control.
[grunting]
Ah! - Gulp.
[audience exclaims] [clown nose honks]
- Oh, wow, Jasper Drone-lop is out of the race,
and so are three other drones
that we don't need to address specifically.
- And that leaves only two drones left in this Drone Dash.
- Dr. Minyak's and Captain Man's.
- You play dirty, Minyak. Real dirty.
- I'll show you dirty.
Twist and ha!
♪ ♪
- [yelps]
- Oh, my, what's that protrusion?
- Well, it seems that Dr. Minyak's drone
has sprouted some kind of spinning w*apon.
- Oh no! I'm gonna be spun-punctured.
[metal churning]
- Hey, is it me or
is Captain Man's drone getting bigger?
[crowd gasping, murmuring]
- Ah, jeez.
I think Schwoz's shrink effect is wearing off.
- What? What did you say?
- Oh, oh, I-- I just said, uh,
I flink Bloz's swinkleflect is splaring floff.
- Well, soon you'll be splaring floff
your swinkleflect!
- I don't think so.
- [yelping]
I'm embiggening!
[clanking]
- Great snot!
- And now... up we go.
[whirring]
And... down.
- No-no-no-no! Wait-wait-wait!
You're over my drone! [crash]
[sobbing]
- And... up.
And down.
And now, let's win this thing. Yeah.
[rousing music]
- And Captain Man's gimongous drone wins!
[screaming]
- Dag-nabbit!
- Yeah.
[crowd cheering]
- Wait. Why is your gimongous drone hovering over me?
- Uh...not sure.
- Now, let's try this button.
- What the--
No! I hate fudge!
- Captain Man, here's your trophy.
-Thank you, Trent.
I earned this.
- Okay, Captain Man, let's go home.
♪ ♪
- Oh. Bye!
- Okay, buh-bye. [crowd cheering]
- Excellent work today, Kid Danger.
You did good. - Eh, so did you.
- Nah, you were the one who
dropped all the fudge on Dr. Minyak.
- [chuckles] Well, guess what?
- What? - That wasn't fudge.
[both laugh]
- Oh, man! - You see what I did there?
- I know what you're talking about!
- We're flying into the sun! - Ahh!
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
- Mmm!