- ♪ Timmy is an average kid
♪ That no one understands
♪ Mom and dad and vicky always giving him commands ♪
- Bed, twerp!
- ♪ The doom and gloom up in his room ♪
♪ Is broken instantly
♪ By his magic little fish who grant his every wish ♪
♪ 'Cause in reality
♪ They are his oddparents
♪ Fairly oddparents
- Wands and wings.
- Float-y crown-y things.
- ♪ Oddparents, fairly oddparents ♪
♪ Really mod, pea pod, buff bod, hot rod ♪
- Obtuse, rubber goose, green moose, guava juice,
Giant snake, birthday cake, large fries, chocolate shake!
- ♪ Oddparents, fairly oddparents ♪
♪ It flips your lid when you are the kid ♪
♪ With fairly oddparents
- Yeah, right.
- We have an emergency.
It's a code lead.
I repeat, code lead. [All scream]
My boss, mr. Ed leadly, is coming over for dinner tonight,
And I want to impress him!
- Why didn't you tell me sooner?
- I did! I used the most reliable method
Of communication I know:
Semaphore flags.
It's just like talking but with flags
And no words. [Doorbell rings]
Gah! Mr. Ed leadly's here,
And some idiot ruined the food by flipping over the table.
- Dad, that was you.
- There's no time for finger-pointing.
Quick! I'll go distract mr. Ed leadly
While you whip up a delicious five-course meal.
- Five courses? Oh, it's a good thing
I have this handy cookbook.
- Mom, that's a car manual.
- Nonsense. Now go get some antifreeze for the antipasto.
- Welcome to my impressive home, mr. Ed leadly.
Allow me to impress you with my many bowling trophies.
- These are all women's bowling trophies.
You're not a woman.
- Yes, but the woman I bought them from was.
Unlike me, she was a very accomplished lady.
- Time for appe-tires!
- Hey! [Crash]
- Ooh, good job, honey! You knocked his socks off.
- Okay, everyone. Next course,
Steak tar-tire.
There's more where this came from.
I took all four tires from that fancy car out front.
- That was my car!
Now I'm trapped here.
This is like the beginning of a horror movie.
- Bosses get the first piece, mr. Ed leadly.
- [Screams]
- Guys, I've got to help my dad out
Before this gets any worse.
I wish my mom would serve up something mr. Leadly
Would actually like.
- Hey. That actually smells edible.
Wow, this is the best steak I've ever had.
It almost makes up for the bucket of sharpened pencils
I landed on in the basement.
- Those aren't stolen from work!
- [Gasps]
- Oh, no, mr. Ed leadly is choking
And trying to say something.
Here. Use my flags.
Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
There's a german u-boat under the table.
Dive! Dive! - [Screams]
- Don't worry, timmy. I'll save mr. Leadly.
- Wow. Your dog saved my life.
I'm gonna do what I always do when I like something--
Buy it.
I'll offer you $ million for him.
- Sold! For $ million, I'll throw in
My women's bowling trophies and the pencils in the basement
I did not steal from my work.
- Dad, no!
Sorry, mr. Leadly,
But sparky's not for sale.
He's my dog, and I love him.
- Couldn't you learn to love $ million?
- No, dad. You can't sell sparky.
- I'm sorry, mr. Ed leadly,
But, if that dog makes my son timmy happy,
Then I can't sell him to you.
Even though my son doesn't seem to be too concerned
With me being happy.
[Weeps]
- Well, you cry like a woman bowler.
You're gonna regret this, turner.
I always get what I want, and, if I don't get that dog,
I'm gonna make your life miserable.
- [Exclaims]
Curse you, legitimately-acquired pencils.
[Elevator bell dings] good morning, mr. Ed leadly.
I hope you're okay
With the whole "not getting my dog" thing.
- I'm fine, turner.
On a completely unrelated note,
I'm furious, and I've got a super dangerous
And hopefully painful job for you.
- Thanks, mr. Ed leadly,
But I'm already married.
- I'm not gonna marry you.
I'm putting you in the pencil testing room
Where you'll be testing the durability of pencils
And regretting not giving me your dog.
- [Groans]
Hey-hey!
[Whimpers]
- Can I have the dog now? - No.
But I have to say these pencils are amazing.
None of them broke. - I see I'm going to have
To turn up the heat.
Which is ironic, because I'm sending you
To the pencil freezing room.
- [Shivers]
Hello, kitty.
Pick the other meat. Pick the other meat.
- [Yowls]
- [Screams]
- Ready to give up the dog, turner?
- No, mr. Ed leadly.
You can take my dignity--
Well, the snow leopard did that.
And you can take my spleen--
Well, the snow leopard also did that.
But you can't take my son's dog.
- Well, then, I'll see you tomorrow at : a.m.
In the penci-fuge.
- Ooh, did you built that to test pencils
That are going into space?
You know, space pencils,
Or "spencils," if you will.
- No, I built it to abuse employees.
Who sends pencils into space?
You're an idiot, turner.
- [Sobs]
- Dad, did you know there's a snow leopard outside?
- Yeah, I rode him home
Because I had no feeling in my legs.
- Did mr. Leadly do this
Because you wouldn't give up sparky?
- Well, yes, timmy,
But it was worth it to keep your dog.
There was lightning and bulls,
And tomorrow I become a space pencil.
Or a "spencil," if you will.
- I feel terrible for my dad.
His boss is torturing him for not giving up sparky.
- Oh, if only there was a way for you and mr. Leadly
To both have sparky.
- There is. We'll just pretend to give you
To mr. Leadly, and you could just poof home
When he's not around.
- Ooh, what a coincidence, timmy.
Whenever you're not around, I poof over to mr. Leadly's house.
Hey, leadly, stop hogging the jets.
- [Screams] the hot tub ghost is back!
- Timmy, sharing me with mr. Leadly is a great idea.
- You'll love his place.
But bring your own swimsuit.
Mr. Leadly does not like it
When you use his hot tub in the buff.
- [Whimpering]
Oh, timmy, I'm so nervous about going to work
That I've run out of nails to bite.
I started gnawing on these pencils I did not steal.
- Dad, it's okay, 'cause-- - come on, turner.
I want to take you for a big, greasy breakfast
Before I put you in the penci-fuge.
- That won't be necessary, mr. Leadly.
I've decided to give you my dog
So you'll stop being mean to my dad.
- Oh, timmy, I can't allow you to do that.
[Sobs] quick, take the dog
Before the boy changes his mind.
- So you're gonna let me take your son's dog, huh?
Wow. You're spineless.
And not just because I dropped a piano on you.
- There's no winning with you!
Thank you, timmy. You're a good son.
Now close your eyes. I'm saying some off-color things
To mr. Ed leadly.
- Well, it's getting late.
Mr. Leadly should be going to bed soon.
Sparky should be back any minute.
- Ooh, if mr. Leadly's going to bed, I'm hitting the hot tub
Wearing only a smile.
- That was a nice thing you two did
For your dad.
- It was no big deal, wanda.
Besides, what could possibly go wrong?
- Well, I did have an accident on mr. Leadly's lawn.
I drove his sports car into a tree.
It's okay. He blamed the hot tub ghost.
- Anyway, because of what you two did,
Your dad's gonna sleep peacefully tonight.
- [Whimpers]
- You let me take your son's dog.
You're spineless. You're spineless.
- You're spineless. - Oh, great.
She's doing impersonations in her sleep again.
[Groans] I can't stop thinking about giving up timmy's dog.
Well, I'm sure it'll pass.
Oh, no, it's passing right by the door.
Ooh, I smell general mao's orange chicken.
That's sparky's favorite midnight snack.
What kind of voodoo is this?
Sparky? My guilty mind is playing tricks on me.
- Yes. You're seeing things.
I'm just gonna pack up this chicken to go.
I mean, I'm not here.
You've gone crazy.
- I must have been crazy to let mr. Ed leadly take timmy's dog.
It's just not right. I've got to get him back.
Right after I eat this orange chicken
From my guilty subconscious.
- [Yowls]
- Get your own orange chicken,
Snow leopard.
Now to stealthily sneak up on mr. Ed leadly
And get timmy's dog back.
[Doorbell chimes]
Mr. Ed leadly!
It's timmy's dad!
I'm here for sparky!
Timmy's dog!
- Fine. Step inside, turner.
That way, I can att*ck you legally.
- [Screams] - so you think you're taking
The dog back, do you?
You'll never get through my lethal
Yet offbeat security system.
[Beep]
- Nice try,
But, thanks to your abuse at work,
I was ready for that. [Beep]
Also now I'm immune to lightning and can harness its power.
[Beep]
[Exclaims]
You might as well eat that, mr. Ed leadly.
I had general mao's orange chicken,
And I'm not hungry anymore.
And now I'm gonna use my freak lightning powers
To take back my son's dog.
- [Exclaims] - give him to me, mr. Ed leadly,
Or I'll turn you into a pot roast!
- I'd give you back the dog, turner,
But I don't know where he is.
[Crash, lightning zapping]
[Dialing]
[Cell phone ringing]
- Timmy, we've got a problem.
My big toe is stuck in one of the hot tub jets,
And it's making a horrible farting sound.
Also your dad is blasting lightning bolts at mr. Ed leadly
So he'll give sparky back.
- Oh, no. Sparky, get back to mr. Ed leadly's house!
- I'm sorry I have to turn you into a pot roast,
Mr. Ed leadly, but you made me into the monster that I am!
- Stop, turner.
You can have the dog.
You're the first person that's ever stood up to me, turner.
Looks like you're not spineless after all.
- Yay, me!
Can I still have my job at pencil nexus?
- Of course. I'm afraid to fire you,
You terrifying freak of nature.
You sh**t lighting bolts from your fingers.
- Hooray! Come on, sparky.
Let's get you home to timmy.
I love you too, sparky.
- No, you just had some orange chicken on your cheek.
- Ooh, did you just talk?
- No. - Okay.
- Ah, sparky,
It's good to have you home
And everything back to normal.
- Oh, dear. I undercooked dinner.
- Now I overcooked it.
Quick, everyone. To the cake and bacon!
[Whistles]
- [Snarls]
- Snowflake, away!
Spencils!
[Yankee doodleplaying]
♪
- Whoo-hoo!
- What's all the excitement, timmy?
Has the dog uprising finally begun?
Tomorrow we will walk humans,
And they will sniff our butts.
- What are you talking about, sparky?
I'm excited because I found out I'm almost famous.
- Ohhh.
Well, I was only kidding about the dog uprising.
This is alpha dog to red leader.
Abort mutt uprising. I repeat, abort, abort.
- Guys, I found out in history class
That my great-great-grandparents
Were involved in the founding of dimmsdale.
- That's the big deal?
Ooh, what a snoozefest.
Can we go back to the dog uprising?
- Anyway, I have to write a report on my ancestors.
This is my great-great-grandfather
Ebenezer turner.
Although I don't really see
A family resemblance.
- Oh, timmy!
Look, what I found in the attic--
My old flab blaster.
- Dad, why are you dressed like an old-timey man-woman?
- I can't blast my flab in gym clothes.
I'm too flabby to fit into them.
- Okay. So is it true that my great-great-grandparents
Helped found the town?
- That's right, timmy.
We put the dim in dimmsdale.
- So what did my great-great-grandfather
Do for a living?
- Ooh, he was the town crier.
- Wow, so he went around town crying out the daily news?
- No, he literally wandered the streets bawling his eyes out.
Probably because he was dressed as a man-woman.
Anyway, I gotta go.
My head is burning up in this wig.
- Well, that is a lot of hair.
- No, there's a nest of fire ants in here.
Gah. Not in the mouth!
- Well, it's time to start my report.
I'm so excited.
"Dimmsdale was founded in --"
I'm bored!
I need some other way to do my report.
- Well, you could go back in time and watch history happen.
- If only you had access to some kind of magic--
- Hello!
- Oh, right. Wanda's a fairy.
- I wish that I could go back in time
To the founding of dimmsdale.
Awesome!
This is a long time ago.
Wow. Old dimmsdale sure is cool.
- I'll say.
The stench of rotting garbage,
The lack of indoor plumbing... [Zippers zipping]
And a complete lack of any medicine or hygiene--
It's awesome.
- Timmy, there's your great-great-grandfather
Ebenezer turner.
- Cool.
- Welcome, people of dimmsdale.
We are gathered here to give each citizen
Of the town a job.
Ebenezer turner, you have the choice
Between railroad tycoon or town crier.
- Well, everyone knows there's no future in railroads.
They're just a fad.
Plus, I'm dressed as a man-woman.
So town crier it is.
- Then, orville buxaplenty,
I declare you the railroad tycoon.
- Sucker.
[Whistle blows]
- [Weeps] - wow, timmy,
Your great-great-grandfather is really good at his job.
- [Weeps]
- Pull it together, man!
Woman! - I've seen enough.
Poof us home.
I can't believe my great-great-grandfather
Picked town crier.
If he had picked railroad tycoon,
My family could have been rich.
Who knew I came from such a long line of dummies?
- The fire ants crawled from my powdered wig
Into my frilly woman shirt.
- I wish I could change the past.
- Oh, timmy, changing the past is dangerous.
You never know what it could do to the present.
- It can't make the present any worse.
- I've got fire ants in my form-fitting woman pants.
[Shouting]
- I wish my great-great-grandfather
Ebenezer turner had chosen to be
A railroad tycoon.
Huh. That's weird.
Nothing changed.
Oh, my gosh.
Everything changed.
We're rich!
Check out the giant pool.
Is that a cruise ship? [Horn blasts]
- Hello, master timmy.
I'm merman, your butler.
I wait on you hand and foot.
- Cool. Ah--ah--
- Allow me.
Ah-choo.
Just let me know when you have to go to the bathroom.
I need a little prep time for that.
- Whee! Whee!
Whee! [Whistle blows]
Hey. Hi, timmy.
Have some money.
Why are you standing?
We're rich.
Your feet shouldn't have to touch the ground.
Merman!
- Very good, sir.
- Okay, everyone, reset your watches.
This part of the house is in a different time zone.
[Horn blasts]
- Wow, our house is so big, it took us three train transfers
To get to the front door.
Whoa.
What happened to dimmsdale?
- The turners happened.
- Mr. Crocker?
What are you doing in a trash can?
- I live here.
Put your girdle on, mother.
We need the extra room.
- You live in a trash can with your mom?
Well, that stinks.
Literally.
- [Chuckles] what a clever pun.
While you were thinking up that gem,
I was starving.
- How is that the turners' fault?
- Dimmsdale has been ruined by centuries
Of turner greed.
And your dad has been the worst turner of all.
- Honey, I want to take the train to our yacht,
But that stupid building's in the way.
- Isn't that dimmsdale hospital?
- Not anymore. [Whistle blows]
- Your dad is the most evil man in the city.
One day I'm gonna lead a revolution
That will overthrow the turner tyranny.
- Denzel, I need your help lacing up my girdle.
- Suck it in, mother. I'm coming.
- I can't believe my family turned out to be so greedy.
It's no fun being rich if everyone else is miserable.
Cosmo, wanda, I wish I could go back to my old life.
Jorgen, what are you doing here?
- Missing my spray-on tan appointment, thanks to you.
- Where are cosmo, wanda, and poof?
- Hey, your life is so good now, you do not need fairies.
I only let you keep the dog
Because he's a pain in the butt.
- Speaking of butts, I hope you like sniffing 'em
'Cause the revolution's coming, man.
- I can't live without my fairies.
To get cosmo and wanda back,
I'll have to make my life miserable.
[Car horn beeps]
- Timmy, this is a present from your father.
He says, "happy tuesday."
- Cool! What was I talking about again?
- Yay!
- Good luck with that miserable life thing!
- Okay, I need to focus.
I'll stop eating, and that'll make my life stink.
Then cosmo and wanda will have to come back.
[Train horn blasts]
- Have some candy.
It's wrapped in money.
Both: yay!
- What was I saying again?
Okay, new plan.
I'll just give away all of my cool stuff.
Come and get your free, cool stuff!
All: yay! Cool stuff!
- It worked. I've got nothing.
- Timmy, since you got rid of all your cool stuff,
I got you even cooler stuff.
Happy : in the afternoon!
- It's impossible to be miserable when you're rich.
I wonder what I get at :.
- Hold on. I'm in the can.
What do you want, turner?
Are you here to insult me with another clever pun?
- Mr. Crocker, I want to help you start a revolution
Against my dad.
- I don't know, turner.
Why should I trust you?
- If we defeat my dad,
You won't have to live in a can anymore.
- Actually, the can's not so bad.
Just had the kitchen redone.
- But you won't have to live with your mom.
- Let the revolution begin.
[All shouting]
Thanks for loaning us the torches and pitchforks, sparky.
- No problem, but I'll need them back for a thing I got later.
- To the turner power plant.
Time to derail timmy's evil dad.
I've spent years studying how to destroy this power plant.
Finally, my life's work is going to pay off.
- Or we could just hit the off button.
All: yay!
- That was it?
I could have gotten married and had a family.
Then again I would have had to find a woman who wanted
To live in a trash can. Gah!
That's always been a bit of a hurdle.
[Train horn blasts]
- Oh, no.
My trains have stopped.
I've been riding in them so long,
I've forgotten how to walk.
Merman, stop going to the bathroom
For timmy and carry me to my yacht.
[Zipper zipping] - sir. Sorry, sir.
- Yay!, My life's gonna stink again!
- You did it, turner.
And I know exactly how to thank you.
- I would have preferred a muffin basket.
- I thought about that,
But I went with annihilating you instead.
- Why? - I'm in charge now!
Power's gone to my head. See that train?
I'm gonna hop on it and run you over!
[Laughs maniacally]
- Oh, no, I'm doomed.
This is the most miserable I've ever been!
- Hi, we're cosmo and wanda,
And this is our baby poof.
We're your new fairies.
I'm sure you have a lot of questions.
- No, I'm good. Just get me out of here!
- Okay, but first we need to go
Through this thousand-page fairy rule book.
"Chapter one: what is a fairy?"
- [Laughs maniacally]
- Can we move this thing along?
- Okay, if you could just sign this fairy contract
Here, here, and here.
- My hands are tied!
- Oh, right, sorry.
[Writing]
- [Spits]
Guys, I wish my life was back
To the way it was before I made my wish.
- What wish? - Just do it!
[Train horn blares]
[Screams]
Oh, yay!
It's good to be home.
I don't need my dad to be a railroad tycoon.
My life is perfect just the way it is.
- Help, timmy! My flab blaster backfired on me!
[Shouts]
- Okay, perfect may not be the best word.
- Hey, timmy, you didn't hear it from me,
But you might want to leave town for a couple of days.
- That's a shame, sparky.
I thought we'd go get some pizza.
My treat. - Oh, pizza.
This is alpha dog to red leader.
Abort mutt rising. Abort! Abort!
[Dogs barking]
- It's a little late.
09x10 - Dog Gone/Turner Back Time
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Series follows the adventures of Timmy Turner, a 10-year-old boy with two fairy godparents named Cosmo and Wanda who grant him wishes to solve his everyday problems.
Series follows the adventures of Timmy Turner, a 10-year-old boy with two fairy godparents named Cosmo and Wanda who grant him wishes to solve his everyday problems.