Baby!
Sassy!
Studly!
Check the pecs. Hee! Ha! Huh!
Man, I'm pretty.
Do the monkey with me! Come on!
Hey there, baby.
Oh! Uh!
Yeah, whatever.
SENSEI:
Now class, take a moment to prepare
for your big test today.
Close your eyes.
Take a deep breath.
I'll be in the back,
mentally preparing to lead you through
the difficult tasks ahead.
[thinking]
Aw, man.
Today is the day I'm going
to get my triple dragon belt.
Hyah! Huh! Ha!
I feel lucky to have a great
teacher like Mr. Goodman.
[music playing]
MAN ON TELEVISION:
♪ The love ship ♪
♪ Soon will be sailing
to awesome sun ♪
[siren]
♪ The love ship... ♪
Oh, no.
A karate studio?
That's just great.
Don't hurt me.
Don't hurt me!
[whimpers]
Oh!
Uh, Mr. Goodman.
[muffled]
Help! Help! Help me!
Who are you?
And what's Mr. Goodman doing
tied up like that?
Uh...
I'm...
Well--
Is this all part of the test
for the next belt?
Yeah, yeah.
That's it.
He's taking a test
in--well, let's see--
in escape techniques.
Yeah, that's it.
He's taking a test.
But who's going to give me my test for
the next belt level?
Well...I am.
That's right.
[crash]
I am. I'm the substitute.
Oh, yeah, that's good.
I'm the substitute teacher,
and I'm going to give you
a very special test.
Me...A special test?
Aw, man! I knew this
was going to be my lucky day.
The first part of the test
is to--let's see--
take this bag and put in
the cashbox, wallets,
and all of Mr. Goodman's
valuables.
[muffled speech]
You can do it,
Mr. Goodman.
Did I pass?
Yeah, sure, kid,
but the road to enlightenment
is long
and difficult,
and, well,
we're going to need a car.
We can borrow Mr. Goodman's car.
I'm sure he won't mind.
Will you,
Mr. G.?
[jingling]
Never give up,
Mr. G.
That's what
you taught us.
Come on, kid.
[crying]
Mmhh!
Mmhh! Mmhh!
JOHNNY:
Alright, what do I
do now, Mr. Teacher?
What are you--
impeded?
Start the car!
Uh, I mean, the path of advancement
can be found in the turn of a key.
JOHNNY:
Oh.
This is great.
Is driving without my hands
part of the test?
Because
I can do that.
[horns honking]
No!
Hey, watch the hair!
What about driving
with my feet?
I can do that, too.
See?
Hey, what about driving
with my teeth?
See? It's easy.
Would you
stop that?!
Don't do anything
I don't tell you to do. Get it?
Got it.
Good. There.
Pull over there!
Now, pay attention!
The true key to martial arts begins by
leaving the motor running.
Uh-huh. Why?
Because...It just is!
Don't ask questions
of your teacher.
Now, stay focused
till I get back.
Right. Focus. Focus.
Focus. Focus.
[alarm bell ringing]
True mastery comes from driving...
Real fast.
Now, go, go,
go, go, go!
[alarm beeping]
Hey, look.
We better hurry. Get up!
Step on it, Harry.
We got to hurry!
[siren]
Criminy!
It's the coppers!
All right, kid--
I mean, student,
your next test will be...
Lose the police!
Yes, sensei.
Huh! Ha! Huh! Ha!
[horns honking]
[tires squeal]
What is that
lunatic guy doing?
Hang on.
I'll take care of it.
Ho ho!
Great driving, kid.
JOHNNY:
Thank you very much. Do I pass now?
Do I get the next belt?
No, because you
didn't obey...Yah!
Right on time.
These are fresh from
the deep-fat fryer.
Oh! You can still
feel the lard! Ooh.
[sniffs]
Yeah, and that crazy driver almost
made us late.
Oh, good driving,
Harry.
CROOK:
All right.
Good work, kid.
What now, sensei?
Now?
Now we go to Mexico.
Mexico?
Yeah.
The key to inner strength and truth
and all that stuff
can only be found
south of the border.
Now, the master
is tired
and wishes to recharge
his vital essences,
so wake me
when we get there.
[snoring]
Mexico.
Mexico.
Let me see.
Where the heck is Mexico?
Better not wake
the master.
Maybe they can
give me directions.
Hey, can either of you tell me
how to get to Mexico?
Look!
It's Jimmy the Hands!
That's right.
He's got hands of fury.
Let's go!
You'll never
take me, coppers!
Wait, sensei!
Ugh!
Oh, mama!
Uh! Oh!
Ohh! Ohh!
Ooh!
Ohh.
Did I pass yet, mama?
Mama? Ohh.
Mmhh! Mmhh!
This stinks.
I'm taking up ballet.
[siren]
So do I get my triple
dragon belt now?
Oh, you'll get
your belt.
Ohh!
There's just got to be
an easier way to get these belts.
Ohh!
Ahh!
JOHNNY:
Why, yes,
I am a middle-aged bald man.
Ok, see you
Saturday. Huh!
I love
the personal adds.
Oh, yeah. This one
looks interesting.
"Single, stunning,
sexy seductress"--
Oh, mama!
She's talking my language--
"Seeking blond,
macho, egotistical,
swaggering, self-loving,
superstar wannabe."
Huh. It's a stretch, but I think
I could pull it off.
What do you think,
rubber ducky?
"Quack. Quack."
my thoughts exactly.
Get ready there, Fluffy.
You're about to meet
your dream man--
Huh! Ha!--Johnny Bravo.
[crickets chirping
and owl hooting]
Oh, man. She should be
here any minute.
I better bring out
the reinforcements.
These here doggy treats should
show her that I love animals.
Chicks dig that.
Excuse me.
Are you the blond,
macho, egotistical,
swaggering, self-loving
superstar wannabe?
Uh...
Hi there.
I'm Fluffy.
You must be Johnny.
Uh...Why,
yes, ma'am.
Huh!
I'm Johnny Brav--
Hey, are those
dog biscuits?
Yeah.
Those were for you.
[burp]
Excuse you, honey.
Johnny, before
we go any farther,
there's something
I need to tell you.
I'm not like
other girls.
What? Are you
a werewolf or something?
Well...
[howl]
Hey, Fluffy, look--
a full moon.
Pretty dang
romantic, huh?
Hello!
Yes, Johnny, it's true.
I am a werewolf.
Oh, please, don't run away
in a cowardly panic.
That's weird.
That's just what I was about to do.
Waah!
Now, look, missy,
don't cry.
There's nothing wrong
with having to, um... Comb your face.
Waah--really?
Yeah. I'll bet
there's a beautiful little sweetie pants
underneath
all that hair.
[sultry voice]
And you know, I do
change back at sunrise.
Sunrise.
Hmm.
Johnny.
Johnny.
Oh, mama!
Then how's
about we go out for the evening?
And then later on,
we can watch the sunrise--
Huh!--together.
Oh, Johnny,
that sounds wonderful!
[sniff sniff]
You might want to try some of
these here mints.
Look, Fluffy,
I don't want you to take this
the wrong way
or anything, but your face is--
What's the word
I'm looking for?
Horrifying.
Yeah, that's it.
Can you do something
about your, you know, condition?
Oh, sure. No problem.
There. No one
will ever know.
Yeah...No one
will ever know.
Mmm! Wow!
This stuff is great!
And how is
everything?
Fine and dandy.
Can we get the check?
Yes, you certainly may, and would you
care for a doggy bag?
What's that supposed
to mean, buster?!
Uhh! Gracious!
Good heavens!
A werewolf!
[people screaming]
Are you going
to eat that?
Give me two tickets,
please.
No pets allowed.
She ain't no pet.
She's a werewolf.
A werewolf?!
Aah!
Aah!
I guess that means
we don't have to pay.
It's the werewolf
from the restaurant!
[people screaming]
I'll bet the movie
was bad anyway.
No. It's me.
I'm hideous,
hideous!
Now, calm down there,
sugarplumkin.
When the sun comes up,
everything will be back to normal.
It's almost time, Johnny.
Ohh. Liking that.
Huh! Come on.
Let's go get
some frozen tofu.
Tofu? I love tofu!
[panting]
Now, don't do
anything unusual, ok?
You got it.
Hey mister, me
and my girl here
want some
frozen tofu.
Okey-dokey. You want
any toppings on that?
Ooh, I want some
kibbles and bits.
Ha ha! No, but seriously, do you want
any toppings on your tofu?
I'm sorry.
Did I stutter?
Aah!
It's the werewolf
from the theater!
[people screaming]
Hey, free ice cream!
At least she's
a cheap date.
Thank you for
a wonderful evening.
I had the time
of my life.
Yeah. Don't mention it.
Come on, sunrise!
I can't wait to give you a very
special thank-you.
I can't either.
Give me an "S"!
Give me an "unrise"!
Huh! Hello, sunrise!
[rooster crows]
Here comes the sun!
All right!
Is this what
you want?
[purrs]
Rrrow!
That's the stuff.
Oh! Wait.
What's today?
I don't care.
Uh, it's Wednesday. Why?
Oh, I forgot
to mention,
besides being
a werewolf,
I have
another problem.
Another problem?
On Wednesdays,
I change into--into--
[Fluffy groaning
and voice changing]
on Wednesdays, I change
into an annoying little bald man
named Melvin,
who collects stamps.
Want to see some?
Stamps?
See here? This is the fat Elvis from
a couple of years ago.
And here's
the skinny version.
[breathing heavily]
Maybe I'll take up something safer,
like shark wrestling.
Hey!
Wait up!
[whistling cheery tune]
Ahh...
It's a beautiful day,
the kind of a day
where nothing can go wrong.
Johnny?
Oh! Oh!
Johnny!
You forgot your pants!
Aw, man. I thought it was
kind of drafty.
[horn honking
and man laughing]
MAN:
Look at that!
NARRATOR:
Aron city general hospital...
a paragon of health care,
a place where bright and happy smiles
are guaranteed for all.
I just had
my tonsils taken out.
In the medical world, they call
the procedure a tonsillectomy.
Aren't they cool?!
Oh, Suzy!
Hello,
Mrs. Bravo.
Look who's come
to cheer you up--
John John the clown!
SUZY:
Yay!
Aw, mama,
I can't do this.
What if some...
Body sees me?
Hubba, hubba!
Oh ho ho!
And how is
my number-one patient, hmm?
SUZY:
Peachy as pie!
Is there
anything else I can do?
How about
you and me playing doctor?
And you are?
Johnny Bravo, M.D.
Want to take my pulse?
[sarcastically]
Please!
Don't wait up
for me, mama.
Was I supposed to?
Help, nurse beautiful!
Pain! Aw!
And your problem is?
The problem is,
I think I love you,
but I don't have
your phone number.
Alphonse, can you help
Mr. Bravo?
How's about I put you under "H" for
one "hot tamale"?
[voice like Peter Lorre]
Help him? Sure.
It's only my sworn duty.
Or how about "G"
for "good golly Miss Molly"?
You run along downstairs
to the cafeteria
and get yourself some peach cobbler.
Oh, yeah.
"R" for "rrrow!"
"S" for--hey!
Where's
nurse Amber babe?
She went to "G"
for "get away from you"
because you're "J,"
a big, dumb "jerk."
And you are?
Aah!
Oh!
And stay out, you womanizing
sick-guy impersonator!
JOHNNY;
♪ Roll, roll, roll
your chair ♪
♪ Don't you
want to play? ♪
Oh, Alphonse!
You called?
Oh, hello.
How can I be
of assistance, nurse Amberly?
Him.
♪ Merrily, merrily,
merrily, merrily ♪
♪ Let's roll
in the hay ♪
Well, well, well.
A wheelchair.
You must really be
feeling poorly.
No, not really.
Now, where'd
that nurse go?
You see, Mr. Bravo,
this is a hospital.
We only help the sick
and injured here.
That suits me
because I was just going--
Oh!
♪♪♪
There.
Now we can help you.
Let's get you back
into that wheelchair.
JOHNNY:
Ah, that's ok.
Oh, that's
a nasty head wound.
We'd better get you
down to x-ray.
These stairs
look dangerous.
Maybe we should--
oh, look! A quarter!
[Johnny groans in pain]
[crash]
ALPHONSE:
Whoops!
Did I do that?
Oh gosh, looks like
I'd better drag you back up here
by your ears so we can take
the elevator.
How about
a little fresh air?
Here, nurse Nymphet.
Let me show you
how it's done.
[straining groans]
Come on, Suzy.
Let's go get a smoothie.
Whoopee!
If I can just...
[window creaking]
Mr. Bravo, looking for a little
fresh air, are we?
Here. Just press
this button.
Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa!
Oh!
Oh, my, Mr. Bravo.
You don't look
so good.
I'd better put you on a gurney and
wheel you down to surgery.
Oops!
I'm so clumsy today.
Whoa!
[groans in pain]
[crash]
Aw, mama.
Johnny,
guess what.
Because of my tonsillectomy,
I get to have all the ice cream I want.
Isn't that cool?!
Yeah, whatever.
SUZY:
Hi, Alphonse.
Well, I've got
to be going now.
Wait. Don't...Go.
What was that,
Mr. Bravo?
What did you say?
Nothing.
You feel like
a sandwich?
Gee, that's funny.
You don't look like a sandwich.
[beep]
Oh!
[muffled]
Oh, man.
There. Now you look
like a sandwich.
I'll be back in a couple
of hours to check on you.
Really, I'll be ok.
Must reach button...
call beautiful nurse.
[beeping]
Hey, nurse Lovely,
it's the handsome guy
in room 12.
You rang?
Uh...
I've always wanted
to say that.
I'm sorry. I was trying
to reach nurse Amber Babe.
Well, in case
you want to get a hold of me...
♪♪♪
All you have to do
is whistle.
Whistle?
You do know how
to whistle,
don't you?
[no note]
I think
that one's broken.
[barking]
Help! Help! Ohh!
Looks fine to me.
[Johnny mumbles]
What was that, Mr. Bravo?
What did you say?
Nothing.
You'd like to donate
your liver?
Oh, that's great.
Hey wait a minute.
Don't I need my liver?
Oh, heck, no.
You've got 3 of them.
No, wait a minute.
I'll double-check
on that after the surgery.
Aw, man. It just
couldn't get any worse.
Oh Johnny, as soon as little
Suzy told me,
I rushed right
on over here, boy.
Hey, Johnny, guess what.
Now I got the chicken measles.
Pretty cool, huh?!
Wait a minute.
Isn't that contagious?
Oh, dear. I forgot.
You never had
the chicken measles before.
Aw, man!
Wow!
The constellations!
Here's Cassiopeia.
Ow!
And look!
The big dipper!
Come on, Suzy.
Let's tell the nurse you'll be staying.
Uh-oh. Oh, no.
I've got an itch!
Itch? Did someone
say itch?
Fortunately, I just
happen to have
a little sandpaper
and rubbing alcohol handy.
Hee hee! Hee hee!
Hee hee hee!
Hee hee hee!
Hee hee hee!
This just isn't my day.
01x09 - Substitute Teacher / A Wolf In Chick's Clothing / Intensive Care
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Centers on Johnny Bravo, a sunglasses-wearing, muscular, conceited narcissist and dimwitted self-proclaimed womanizing person with a pompadour and an Elvis Presley-esque voice, apparently of Italian heritage, who lives in Aron City.
Centers on Johnny Bravo, a sunglasses-wearing, muscular, conceited narcissist and dimwitted self-proclaimed womanizing person with a pompadour and an Elvis Presley-esque voice, apparently of Italian heritage, who lives in Aron City.