02x01 - Tobey or Consequences / High Fat Robbery

[bunniefuu]

♪ Word up, it's wordgirl

♪ Word up, it's wordgirl

♪ From the planet lexicon,
watch out, villains,
here she comes ♪

♪ Faced with a catastrophe,
we need the living dictionary ♪

♪ Her superior intellect keeps
the crime world in check ♪

♪ Go, girl

♪ Huggy face is by her side

♪ Vocabulary a mile wide

♪ She'll make sure
that crime won't pay ♪

♪ And throw
some mighty words your way ♪

♪ Word up, it's wordgirl

♪ Word up

♪ From the planet lexicon

♪ Watch out, villains

♪ Here she comes

♪ Wordgirl

Narrator: claire macallister is
about to go on a business trip

And leave a babysitter
in charge of her son,

The mischievous
boy genius tobey.

Ok. Just a few more
things before I go.

Ok.

Here's the homing device
for tobey's tracking
bracelet,

The button to short out
his electrical
defense shield,

The nullifier
to neutralize his
giant, attacking robots.

What else?
What else?
What else?

Wait. Giant,
attacking robots?

Ok. Got to go. Bye.

[Door closes]

Gotcha!

Oh. Hee hee!

Ha ha ha!

Narrator: meanwhile
in the botsford's front yard...

Hmm, "enormo-grow,
for truly enormous plants."

[Rumbling]

[Growls]

Whoa. Hey there,
big fella.

Hmm, seems to be
heading downtown.

I better
follow it.
Why?

Oh, uhh...
School project?

Hmm, ok. Have fun.

Thanks, dad.

Aww, big lug knocked over
my watering can.

Oh. Thank you.

[All screaming]

Ok. Now, who wants to compete
in the long jump?

Excellent. Step up, boys.

Ready, number ?

Ooh, good distance,
but I have to take points off
for the landing.

Ok. Ready, number ?

Tobey,
tobey, tobey.

Wordgirl!

Hey...'Sup?

Um, what
are you doing?

You know,
just hangin'.

Any chance
you can "hang"

Without crashing
your enormous robots
into buildings?

No.
Of course not.

Well, have fun
rebuilding them.

Wordgirl,
wordgirl, wordgirl,

Did you really think
I'd make a special trip

To the city
with just robots?

Oh, boy.

How many do you think
you can take?

Huggy.

[Beep]
[screeches]

So, wordgirl, what would
you like to see next,

A relay race
or robot hopscotch?

Neither, tobey,
because I happen

To know your weakness,
and her name is mommy.

Prepare to go
to your room.

You have me
on speed dial?

Yeah.
That's cool.

Hey, if you ever
want to go out
for ice cream or--

It's strictly
for business purposes.

Right. Right.

[Dials]

Hello?
Hi, uh...
Mrs. Macallister?

She's away on business.
Can I take a message?

Actually tobey is
wrecking the city with
a bunch of robots, so--

Uh, sure, he is.

How can he be
wrecking the city

When he's sitting
right here?

I don't the answer
to that, but---
wait. What?

He's only, like,
the best kid I ever baby-sat.

No. He's
destroying the city.

Talk to you later.
No, no, no,
no, no, no, no.

Good-bye.

Oh, do you believe
the weirdos in this world?

Now, where were we?
Oh, right.

Kayla called zach,
even though I told her
I totally like him,

And, like, kayla is supposed
to be my best friend,

And she totally
went behind my back.

I told her we are
so not friends anymore.

Do you think I did
the right thing?

Oh, thank you.
You are such a good listener.

So, did you have a nice,
little conversation

With the babysitter?
Ha ha ha!

Huggy, activate
emergency plan
number .

I'll stall
for time.
Oo oo oo.

No. That's .
Oo oo.

No.
That's .
[Screeches]

No. Tha--
just go talk
to the babysitter.

So, wordgirl,
what now, hmm?

Actually,
I'm not sure.

I've never faced an enormous
army of robots before.

Ohh, "enormous."

What a painfully
ordinary word.

I mean, you are
wordgirl, aren't you?

Couldn't you come up
with a better word
for "big,"

Like "massive"
or "gigantic"

Or, ooh, "gargantuan."

Listen. I'm not
going to stand here

And bicker with you
about words.

"Bicker," hmm?
What about "tussle"?

"Tussle" is good.
I like "brawl."

Stop. Stop. Stop!

"Stop" is such
an easy word.

What about "cease"?

Ok. Cease...

Or the rest of my robots
will tear this city
apart, hmm?

Fine. I halted.

You think you're
so smart, don't you,

With your super powers,
and your vocabulary,

And your luminous smile?
What?

But you can be beaten,
just like everyone else.

I'm going to prove that
I'm smarter than you,

And then you'll
be mine, all mine.

What do you mean
by I'll be all yours?

Oh, uh, nothing.
Never mind.

Have you ever seen
the game show
"cash or pie"?

Yeah.
Well, now it's time
to play "crash or pie."

Hee hee hee!
Ha ha ha!

Ha ha!
Ahem.

[Robots laugh]
yes. Thank you.
I know.

If I win, you have
to sit and watch

As my robots
destroy the city.

Also, I promised
a friend that I'd get

A photo of you signed,
"tobey, all my love,
wordgirl."

Uh, his name
is tobey, too.

Anyway, if I lose,
which isn't likely,

I'll shut down
my robots,

But I still need
the photo. Deal?

Do I have choice?
Not really.

Hurry up, huggy.

[Beeping]

[Doorbell rings]

Hello? Oh, wow!
An aardvark in tights.

[Screeches]

Are you trying to
tell me something?

Oh. Maybe tobey
is good at charades.

He is such
a good listener.

You know, I've been
talking to him for
a couple of hours.

I know it's hard
to believe because
I am so shy,

But he's so easy
to talk to.

He's just, like,
one of those people.

You're just "blah, blah,
blah, blah,"
and hours later,

You realize
you've been talking
that long, you know?

Narrator: welcome, folks, to
the first-ever showing of, uh--

"Crash or pie."

Narrator: crash or pie.

Now introducing
our contestants...

From the suburbs,
he's a -year-old genius

Who enjoys wreaking havoc
with his robots,

And also has a secret crush
on wordgirl.
Hey!

Let's welcome
theodore tobey macallister.

[Clanking]
yes. Thank you.

Save it for the end.

Narrator:
and from the planet lexicon,

She's a pint-sized powerhouse
who enjoys reading,

Decorating her doll house,

And pulverizing those who stand
in the way of justice.

Let's welcome wordgirl.

[Applause]
yeah. Hello.

Uh, no
secret crushes?

Narrator:
as a matter of fact, she does,

But I'm not allowed to say.

But you
revealed mine.

Narrator: yeah,
but it's her show.

Just start the game.

Narrator: fine.
Here are the rules.

I'll say a word.

The first person
to hit the buzzer

And give another word
that means the same thing

As that word gets a point.

Understand?
Comprehend.

Narrator: correct.

Hey, the game
hasn't started.

Narrator: excuse me,
but I'm the host.

I'll say when
the game has started.

Commenced.

Narrator:
correct.
Hey!

Narrator: ok. Wordgirl
has jumped out to an early lead.

Let's see if she can keep it.

Ready?
Prepared.

Narrator: oh, I'm sorry tobey.
We weren't playing yet.

That's embarrassing.
Ha ha ha!

Ok. The next word
is "soggy."

Wet.
Narrator: correct.

Hold on a sec.
You're cheating.

I am not.
Yes, you are.

You're using
your super speed
to buzz in before I can.

No, I'm not.
I'm just smarter
than you.

Is that so?

Well, if that's
how you want to play...

Narrator:
the next word is...
Hey!

"Admire."

Tobey: ahem. "Like."

Narrator: correct.

No fair.
You cheated.

It was an accident.
My finger slipped.

Narrator:
next word is "finish."

Whoopsy.
Hey!

"End."
Narrator: correct.

What's taking
huggy so long?

Are you having as hard
a time understanding him
as I am?

If tobey can't
understand you,
then nobody can.

He's, like, the best kid
I ever baby-sitted,

And I've baby-sitted
them all.

Wait. Is it "baby-sitted"
or "baby-sat"?
I can never remember.

Anyway, like I was saying,
I have baby-sat so many kids

Since I started doing this,
and he's the best kid ever.

He's so quiet, I don't think
he's even said two words
since I've been here.

It so funny his mom even
thinks that I need this.

I don't even know
what it does,

Something about robots,
but, I mean, how silly.

How could anyone
possibly think--hey!

Ooh!

Why, you little--

Narrator: well,
after a strong rally by tobey...

And a healthy dose
of cheating...

Narrator:
we're tied at .

Time for
the lightning round.

You each take a turn
giving me a synonym

For the lightning word.

The first person
to give a wrong word loses.

We start with wordgirl.
Are you ready?

Oh, yeah.
Bring it.

Narrator: ok. Here we go.

The lightning word
is "enormous."

"Big."
"Large."

"Jumbo."
"Huge."

"Gargantuan."
"Massive."

"Mammoth."
"Giant."

"Gigantic."
Uh, "unsmall."

What?
"Unsmall."

That's not a word.
Is too.

Is not.
Is too.

Is not.
Is too.

Is not!
Narrator:
whoa! Stop.

When there's an argument,

It's up to the judge
to decide who's right.

Oh, fine.
Fine.

Narrator: the fate of the city
hangs in the balance.

What will the brilliant
and handsome judge decide?

Oh, brother.

Narrator: will he side
with wordgirl and save the city,

Or will he side with tobey
and watch it be destroyed?

Stay tuned and find out.

Um, what was the argument
about again?

Well, the original
word was "enormous,"

And tobey's answer
was "unsmall."

Narrator: oh, that's not a word.
Wordgirl wins.

Ha! Well, tobey,
looks like it's time

To shut down your
"unsmall" friends.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I forgot to tell you
something.

Hey!
I'm a very sore loser.

Ha ha ha!

What did you do?

I have no idea.

[Huggy whistles]

Great job, huggy.

Tobey: give me that.

Would you get--
banana-loving--

Aha!
[Beep beep]

Ohh, boy. Ahem.

Uh, hi, mom.
You look great.

Did you have
a nice trip?

What? Oh, these.

These aren't mine.

I was just out
for a walk,

Minding
my own business.

Ahem. Ok.

These are mine,
but I wasn't going to--

Oh, forget it.
Ow. Ow. Ow!

Narrator: and so,
the city is safe once again,

All thanks to wordgirl...

Oh, and captain huggy face.

I should probably mention
the baby-sitter.

She helped out, too,
and tobey's mom.

Hey, come on.
Wrap it up.

Narrator: fine. Sorry.

You, too, huggy.

Narrator:
join us again next time

For "the amazing colossal
adventures of wordgirl"...

Oh, and thanks for playing
"crash or pie." Good night.

♪ Wordgirl

Hello. I'm beau handsome,
and this is...

All: "may I have a word?"

As usual, the player
who correctly defines

Today's featured word
will win a fabulous prize.

Let's play...

All: "may I have a word?"

Yes, you may.

Today's featured word
is "hurl."

To give you a clue, here
are some clips from "wordgirl"

That show the correct
meaning of the word.

Oh, butcher,
will you never learn

That your meat att*cks
are no match for wordgirl?

She's invincible.

Ok, but who can
define the word?

"Invincible" means
can't be destroyed

By anything,
unbeatable.

Well, yes, emily.
That's correct,

But that's not the definition
we're looking for.

The butcher--
what a totally lame
opponent for wordgirl.

And he calls himself
a villain?

No, emily.
You can't define
"villain," either.

The featured word
is "hurl."

Any guesses?
Yes, tommy?

"Hurl" means
to throw or fling,

Like the butcher does
with his lame meat.

Yes!

Congratulations, tommy.
You are today's winner.

Huggy, show him
what he's won.

An official wordgirl
-foot paperclip.

All: ooh!

Hey, that prize
is as lame as the butcher.

See you next time on...

All:
"may I have a word?"

♪ Wordgirl

Narrator: just another
carefree day in the city,

As todd "scoops" ming
shares his childhood dreams

With becky "wordgirl" botsford.

Someday I'm going to work
for the top newspaper
in the country,

A paper
that's super, um--

Impressive?

Right. Impressive.

Today roving writer
for "the daily rag,"

Tomorrow ace reporter

For "the big city times."

Wow.

Hey, did you read
today's paper?

Yes. I, um, meant to
mention the layout

And, um,
the headlines.

Are you using
new lettering?

You hated it.

"Hate" is such
a strong word...

Accurate but strong.

See, I found it
a little, well, dull.

Dull?
Dull in a good way.

"Second street
traffic light fixed."

"New carpeting
in teachers' lounge."

You call
that dull? Ha!

Um, yeah.

Scoops, you've
got to run stories

More interesting
to fifth graders.

I mean, "second
main bank announces
free toaster day"?

Becky, I have to think
of our subscribers.

Who reads
"the daily rag" outside
of elementary school?

"Bank gives away
free toasters."

Really?
"Free toasters."

Hey, this paper
is right.

Man: psst. Hey.
Hey, buddy. Buddy.

"Free bobelcue
outside"?

Yeah.
Free bobelcue
in the parking lot.

Come on. Bobelcue.

Sorry. Bank rules.

I can't
leave my post for--

Wait.
What's a bobelcue?

You know,
bobelcue.

Bobelcue? Bobelcue!

Maybe he means
curlicue.

Or katmandu.

How about
peekaboo?
I see you.

No.
Bobelcue.

Bobelcue sauce?
Here.

Oh, barbecue.
Why didn't you say so?

Ohh!
Mm!

Hey, everybody,
free barbecue outside.

Woman: look, pal.
I'm asking you nicely,

Get your filthy fingers
off of my drumstick.

Your drumstick?
I grabbed it first.

The rule is,
ladies first.

Narrator: meanwhile,
a mysterious man

Sneaks into
the second main bank.

Mine!

Ugh! Mine!

You know, it's awfully nice
of the bank

To throw their loyal customers
a free barbecue.

The bank didn't
throw this.

We thought
you customers did.

Wait. If you didn't
throw this barbecue...

And the bank didn't
throw this barbecue.

Then, who?

[Alarm siren]
whoopsie.

[Alarm siren]

Hey, an alarm.

Really?
I don't hear anything.

Man: second main bank
has been robbed.

Holy cow,
the second main bank
has been robbed.

Now, that's
an impressive story.

Scoops,
you'd better hustle.

What do you have,
super hearing or something?

Um, no,
of course not.

I'd have to be wordgirl
to have super hearing,

Which I'm certainly
not and don't, um--

Race you to the bank
for a free toaster.

Oh! You're on.

Bob, we're not
actually racing him.

I was creating
a diversion.

Come on. We've got
to work to do.

Word up.

Hmm...

Just as I suspected--
barbecue sauce.

Wordgirl,
you just missed him.

I was afraid
of that.
What happened?

It was business as usual,
and then some guy

Handed me a flier
about a free bobblecue outside.

Bobblecue?
Woman:
he meant barbecue.

Guard: and then he
robbed the bank while
we were out eating.

I see.

So, the barbecue
was just a diversion

To get everyone
out of the bank.

Right.
What's a diversion?

Diversion.

It's a way to distract
people, get them to look
someplace else,

Like over there.

What? Where?

Oh, I see.

Wordgirl, who do you
think did this?

Hmm, a barbecue
bank robbery?

I have some ideas.

Where do you think
he'll strike next?

Um, I'm not sure.

What do you mean,
you're not sure?

That I'm not sure.

What's your
secret identity?

Nice try.
Eh.

Nice doggy.

Narrator: meanwhile
at ye olde fancy schmancy
jewelry shop...

"Barbecue bank robbery."

"City janitors use
new window cleaner."

Ah, here it is.

"Rich old lady
to buy the impressive
hoboken diamond."

Here I am, reginald.

Positively delighted
to see you, dear,

And here's
the hoboken diamond.

Ahh...
Impressive,
isn't it?

Oh, yes.
A gem for a gem.

Oh, you.

I hope you don't mind if
I pay in pocket change.

Of course, I have
very deep pockets.

[Both laugh]

Oh, how I love
your money.

Oh, reginald, I just
love being filthy rich

And buying only the most
expensive, overpriced things.

I love that
you're filthy rich,
as well.

Free barbecue.

Free?

Whoo hoo!

Free free free
free free!

Ooh, somebody
is hungry.

Boy, what
an impressive story.

"Barbecue bank robber
fills up on millions

While guard
chows down on ribs."

Yeah.
That's some story.

"Employees and customers
eat the evidence."

Um, don't you think you
twisted things a little.

"Wordgirl and
captain huggy face
clueless."

Hey! We weren't--

Um, I mean, I doubt
if they were clueless.

Oh, you're right.

I probably should
have used "baffled,"

Maybe "dazed."
"Dumfounded"?

Bob, where
are you going?

Oh, you vile,
little rodent.

Off. Off!

Buy your own
free barbecue.

Hey, this is just
what happened yesterday.

A thief used free barbecue
as a diversion,

Then robbed the bank.

Excuse me, blandly
dressed little girl,

But I am far too smart
to fall for that.

[Alarm bell]
oh, dear.

Yes! Another major scoop.
Becky, did you hear?

Someone robbed
the jewelry store.

Score! Becky. Becky?

Becky:
word up.

Hold it right there,
butcher.

Ah, wordgirl.

Finally, we meet
for the third time.

Um...

Help! That brute
has his grubby paws
all over my diamond.

So, butcher,

Thought you could steal
the hoboken diamond, eh?

Well this time,
your diversion failed.

"Diversion"?
You mean
"barbecue."

Kind of.
Your barbecue
was a diversion.

But I didn't
serve any diversion
at my barbecue,

Only ribs and
chicken with that
sticky red sauce.

No. I mean you used
the barbecue as a way

To distract people
from the crime
you were committing.

They went outside
to eat barbecue.

You went
inside to rob them.

Huh?
Let's try this.

Your shoe
is untied.
It is?

Thank you.
Hey, wait a minute.

I don't have
any shoelaces.

You were just
tricking me.

Yes. I created
a diversion.

While you looked at your shoe,
I blocked your escape route.

Oh, diversion.
I get it.

Thanks, wordgirl.
Happy
to help.

Don't get too happy.
Pot roast attack!

Lady: why, that horrible man
has gone off with my diamond.

Ohh!

Scoops:
wordgirl, who do you
think is behind this?

Um, the butcher.
You were here, remember?

Right. Where do you
think he'll strike next?

I'm not sure.

Then you'll tell me
your secret id--

Give it up, already.
Fine. Don't tell me.

Still, you
have to admit,

My reporter's instincts
are pretty impressive.

What do you mean?

Well, first I wrote
about the bank.

Then it got robbed.

Then I wrote about
the jewelry store,

And then
it got robbed.

It's like every
story I write about

Turns into
a crime scene.

Ha ha ha! Ha ha!

Why isn't
anyone laughing?

That's it.
Don't you see?

The butcher
is using your stories

To plot out
his crimes.
Really?

You mean, the butcher
reads "the daily rag"?

Listen, scoops.
I've got a story for you.

Now you're talking.

Your secret
identity is--

The monkey's
secret identity?

Ok. So far,
I'm not impressed.

Look. Just trust me
on this, ok?
Ok.

My barbecue plan is geniosity.

No, wait. Geni--

It's really smart.

Huh, I wonder
what I should steal next.

Wow, good timing.

"Vic's vegetarian restaurant
makes millions

Off wheat and barley ice cream."

Hmm, I'm scheming.

Hey, guys, tofu.
Yeah.

Hey, everybody,
free barbecue outside.

Come get it
while it's hot.

Uh, I said,
free barbecue,

Tons of free food.

Come on.

Thanks, buddy, but
I've already got food.

Where?
Right here--tofu.

Man: haven't you ever
seen tofu before?

I don't see
anything but some
squishy-looking white stuff.

Yeah. Tofu--

You know, delicious
soybean curd.

Here. Try some.

No, thanks.
It looks like my stomach.

See?
Woah, no.

Stop. You're ruining
my appetite.

Oh, well, I'll
bring it back for you.

That looks like...
Meat.

Uh, yeah.

We don't eat meat.
We're vegetarians.

What does that have to do
with not eating meat?

It's all over
now, butcher.

Hey, did you know these people
here don't eat meat?

Yes. That's what
"vegetarian" means.

That's sick.

You're not going to get
away this time, butcher.

Oh, yeah?
Sausage cyclone!

[Screeches]

Can't...see.
Sausages....everywhere.

Huggy, help!

Man: hey!
That's my tofu.

Ack! Ack!
What happened?

Sausage cyclone!

Uh, I said,
sausage cyclone!

What's
in this stuff?

Man: delicious
soybean curd, coagulant.

Huggy,
I think tofu blocks
the butcher's power.

Ugh...

Sausage cycl--

Hit him again, huggy.
Hit him again.

Ok, huggy.
That's enough.

Ok. I'm down already,
all right? Stop. Stop!

Wow, now that
was impressive.

It was? I mean,
thank you. Thank you.

This is going to be
the most incredible
story I've ever written.

Really?
Yeah.

Daring barbeque
bandit foiled

By brave,
quick-thinking,
charming...

He called me
charming.

Ace reporter
todd "scoops" ming.

Oh, um, right.

Wow, I'm a hero.

Narrator: so, chalk up
another impressive victory

For wordgirl
and captain huggy face,

All thanks to the power
of the press...

And the power
of tofu.

You owe me money
for the tofu, dude.

Yeah.
Oo oo oo oo.

Narrator: um, sorry, buddy.

I'd lend you the cash, but i,
um, left my wallet at home.

Guess you're on your own.

Tune in next time for another
exciting episode of "wordgirl."

♪ Wordgirl

Hello. I'm beau handsome,

And this
is the bonus round of...

All: "may I have a word?"

Tommy, you correctly
defined the word "hurl."

Ready to play
the bonus round?

Bring it.
Great.

Take a look at these
pictures and tell me

Which one shows
the definition for "hurl."

[Music playing]

Ok, tommy.
Got an answer?

Tj is demonstrating
a classic hurl,

Similar to the butcher's
hurling meat att*cks.

Number .
You are correct.

You've won
the bonus round, tommy.

Huggy, show him
his special prize.

Aw, man, that's lamer
than the paperclip.

Indeed, it is.
See you next time on...

All: "may I have a word?"

♪ Favorite word,
what's your favorite word? ♪

My favorite word is "animals"

Because I have pets,
to start with.

I have dogs, cats.

I have a pig, two birds,
two rats, and two goats,

And I have a hedgehog

Named
prickly ainesworth longfill iii.

My favorite word is "teacher"
because I have a lot of teachers

And I love all my teachers
and they do a lot for me

And I love them
and they love me.

♪ That's my favorite word

It's time
want wordgirl's word power?

Fly over to your local library.

Cape not required.

Word up.

Ain huggy face,
that's right! Delighted means
to feel really, really good
showabout something.ed means.

Congratulations, huggy.

[Dance music playing]

Delighted.