02x11 - Double-O Twistervision/Womp Race 2000

[bunniefuu]

[rock intro playing]

♪ We are riders on a mission

♪ Action kids in play position

♪ Rocket power...

[static]

[scratching]

[music continues]

♪ We are riders on a mission

♪ Action kids in fun condition

♪ Prepare to countdown

♪ Rocket power!

Ugh! That movie stunk!

Those effects were so fake!

Effects?

What about that stupid story?

Worst movie I have ever seen.

Sam: Worst movie ever made.

Two hours of my life gone.

I sh**t better action every day.

I can make a better movie than that.

A monkey could make a better movie than that.

So why don't we?

Reggie could write it

Twister could sh**t it

and Sam could do all the technical stuff.

What are you going to do, Rocket Boy?

Hello, Hollywood.

I'm going to star-- what else?

[exasperated sigh]

Where are we going to get the monkey?

[no audio]

[laughing]

[laughing]

[no audio]

[growls]

Okay, we want a movie!

All chanting: We want a movie!

Come on!

Where's Twister?

He was supposed to be here

with the finished movie an hour ago.

[panting]

Yoo-hoo, they're going to riot.

Just putting on the finishing touches.

Here we go.

[all cheering]

Otto: I had just returned

from my last world-threatening, ocean-force mission

and was tearing up my private skate park

when I got an emergency call on my secret communicator--

Priority one.

[cheering]

Agent Otto cuz, I am sorry to bother you on your vacation

but we need you really quick in a hurry.

That's okay, Chief.

I know it must be

a very, very dangerous and important mission.

That is right. Your old arch-nemesis brother

the evil Dr. Lars has stolen the plans

for Gnarlyforce 's latest super skateboard.

The evil brother has taken the plans

back to his secret island

where he has built a prototype.

If he mass-produces it, his army of evil brothers

will finally be able to take over Ocean Shores.

Not Rocket Beach!

Don't worry, Chief.

I'll stop him.

We already have

one of our other little agent cuzs on the island--

the exotic Regina.

She will help you, little cuz.

[chuckles]

You know, this reminds me

of what the ancient Hawaiians used to say.

"The macadamia nut..."

I must stop the evil Dr. Lars.

But first, I think I'll pay a little visit to the lab.

[audience laughing]

Uh, The Super Board UXB

is a miracle of modern engineering

um, powered by a subatomic particle accelerator.

Capable of achieving flight.

Capable of achieving flight!

I guess that means this board can fly.

I'd better take my atomic-assist surfboard

and communication helmet and get going.

Thanks, Doctor.

[strained voice]: Be careful, Agent Otto.

Lars' henchmen are everywhere.

[normal voice]: I will, Doc. Later.

[hysterical laughter]

Come back here, Otto.

Guess again, lame-oes.

Whoa.

[yells]

[chuckling]

Oh! Oh...

Whoa, wh-whoa...!

Otto: The evil Dr. Lars had already tried to stop me once.

Now it wasmyturn to stop him.

After three days of heavy paddling

I finally made it to the island

but his fortress looked impenetrable.

Boy, am I tired!

Halt!

Oops.

Go, Reg.

Yes!

Don't worry, I'm your contact.

Come on, I've got a secret hideout.

You're the exotic Regina?

You don't look very exotic.

Whatever.

The evil Dr. Lars' evil lair is right over there.

Let's go!

Oh...

[sinister laughter]

Otto: Looks like

it's too well guarded for a frontal as*ault.

I'll take you to a secret entrance

that will put us right inside the lair.

Let's go!

[bird screeching]

[sneeze]

Gesundheit.Gesundheit.

This secret entrance is well hidden.

There's no one around for miles.

Let's...!

[screaming]

What?

Oh, forget it.

[tide splashing]

[evil laughter]

My evil plans are nearly complete.

With the Gnarlyforce 's Super Board

I will take over Ocean Shores.

First, Ocean Shores, then the United States.

Then the world shall be mine!

[laughter]

Yeah! Yeah, yeah!

Guess again, lame-oes.

The vault is this way.

"Super Board Vault."

This must be it!

Oh, really?

Whoo, look out! Oh!

[yelling and grunting]

[scratching]

Looks like we have a little surprise for the boss.

Yes, dude.

Won't he be interested when we show him these intruders?

Oh, no. Oh, no.

Oh, help.

Well!

if it isn't my old enemy, Agent Otto and Regina.

I'm so disappointed in you, dork.

[sputtering]

Hey! That wasn't in the script!

Sorry.

You've arrived at an interesting time, Agent Otto.

I'm about to take over the world!

[maniacal laughter]

Guess again, lame-o.

Oh, yeah?

Prepare to get whomped.

If you want me

a hundred Ocean Force agents will be here to take my place.

You'll never win, Lars!

Don't worry, Otto.

I'm not going to whomp you.

That's Tiny's job.

[gasps]

Oh,heez!

His name's Tiny.

How bad could it be?

Bad.

Agent Otto, meet... Tiny.

Oh, no.

[laughter]

Now, you will be whomped beyond all belief, Agent Otto!

[laughing]

[clacking]

The rules are quite simple:

Two dorks enter... one dork leaves.

[clears throat]

Sorry about the dork cr*ck, Mr. Rocket.

Do you have anything to say before we begin?

Yeah. See ya.

Whoa!

[Otto grunting]

Hey!

[Otto hooting]

[yelling]

You may have defeated my army

but you'll never get my Super Board.

[grunts]Ow...

Nice work, Regina.

Now let's get this board out of here

before these guys wake up.

Okay. One more thing.

[chuckles]

Computer: Self-destruct activating.

You have one minute to evacuate

before self-destruct.

[cheering and laughter]

Shh!

[beeping]

It's about to blow.

[expl*si*n]

[jabbering]

Wow! What an incredibly enormous expl*si*n.

Good thinking, Reggie... I mean, Regina.

Shouldn't we be getting back?

We have a long paddle ahead of us.

You're right. Let's go.

Hello.

Why don't we just fly home

on the Super Board?

Shh! We can't!

[laughs]

She's kidding.

[crowd cheering]

Wow! That was a lot better

than I thought it would be.

Twister, that was genius!

No!

You're a genius!

No, you!

No, you.

No, no, no,you.

No, you!

[yawns]

No,youare.

Could you tell

that was my first time on camera?

Not at all, little cuz.

How about my performance?

Keep your day job, Bubba.

No, you! No, you!

Reggie, you rocked.

Way awesome, Reg.

You two, guys.

That movie stunk on ice!

A monkey could make a better movie than that!

So why don't we?

All: Yeah!

Youcould write it, andyoucould sh**t it

andyoucould do all the technical stuff.

[rock intro playing]

[board screeching]

[grunts]

[screaming]

[screams]

[all screaming]

Oh, no!

Whoa!

[groaning]

Ow! That hurts!

Tell me about it.

Woof!

What happened?

Uh...

I'm sorry, you guys.

You came out of nowhere

and I was just trying to grind that rail.

I didn't see you coming.

I stink at grinding.

No, Squid, you stink at skateboarding.

Tell me about it.

Ooh!

Oh, Sammy, ever since you got here

you've gotten better and better.

You're a pretty good surfer and hockey player.

So what if you can't grind.

Or do a fakie.

Or a nollie.

Can he do a ?

No, he can't do a kick-flip, either.

Oh...

Otto!

I know I stink at skateboarding, okay?

Okay.

Ah!

You got to look both ways

before you grind that rail next time

okay, Sammy?

Yeah.

[engine puttering]

Huh? What's going on?

[rumbling]

Check it out!

They must be done repaving the California Incline.

You know what I'm thinking.

High speed is what we need.

Exactly.

What's the California Incline?

It's only the steepest, most famous skateboarding street

in Ocean Shores.

Oh, really?

California Incline, here we come.

Woo-hoo!

The Incline's so clean you can eat off it.

Whoa!

Speaking of eating...

Oh...

Ooh... isn't it a great time

for some chili fries or onion rings at the Shack?

It's so smooth!

We are going to go so fast!

As soon as the asphalt's cool

I'm going to tear this hill up so bad

they're going to rename it the Otto Incline.

[laughter]

[all laughing]

Otto Incline?

You've got to be kidding me!

[laughing]

Like what?

They're going to name it after you?

Yeah!

Nah!

Why don't you put your money where your mouth is.

I don't have any money.

Why don't we just race?

Winner gets the Incline named after him.

You got it, Rocket Dork!

Single elimination?

We're down with that.

Then it's my team against your dorks, tomorrow.

[laughs]

And don't forget

you've got the little Squid dork on your team.

You're gonna lose!

[all laughing]

Oh, man!

Forgot about the Squid!

[screams]

[thuds]

Squid, this hill is all you, baby.

It is?

Be my hero, Sammy.

If I don't like it

will I have to do it again?

You can do it. I know you can.

Here goes my sh*t at Ivy League.

[growls]

[screaming]

Whoa, look at him...

He's going too fast!

Yeah!

I'm going awfully fast.

[screams]

Sammy!

[tires squealing]

Ooh! Ahh!

[screaming]

Whoa!

[screams]

[grunts]

[screaming]

Ahhh...

Oh!

[screams]

Sammy, Sammy, wake up!

Sammy, wake up!You okay?

Thank you for the greatest Twistcam footage of my life.

Youaremy hero.

Little cuz, how many fingers do I have up?

How many do you want up?

Sammy, you okay?

Is anything broken?

I'm okay.

I'm okay!

Twister: You were awesome, man!

Yeah.

But I'm never doing that again.

Ever! You promised.

All right, Sammy.

Come on, kid.

Good, good, you're okay.

But the race is tomorrow.

We can't lose to Lars!

Yeah, we need the Squid.

Did I say that?

Well, maybe one of his guys will chicken out

before we even need Sammy.

Then we'll be even.

[all laughing and jeering]

You ready, Rocket dorks?

I am not a Rocket dork.

Oh, I-I'm sorry.

Let me rephrase.

All dorks to the starting line!

Let's just do it, Lars!

Racers, take your marks!

Get set...

Go!

[giggles]

[grunting]

Whoa!

[both screaming]

[screams]

Dude, your legs are going to be one big scab.

[laughs and moans]

At least I have legs.

Huh?

[gasps]

[screams]

Ow!

[whimpers]

[laughing]

Just get ahead of Pi

in case he wipes you out, Reg.

Okay! Got it!

Racers, take your marks!

Get set...

Go!

[both gasp]

Oh... oh... ohhh!

[thuds]

Oh, no!

[crash]

That's got to hurt.

Oh, ow!

Racers, take your marks!

Get set...

Wait!

[panting]

Hey!Give me that!

Huh?

[whimpers]

Oh...

Take your marks!

Get set...

Go, already!

[tires squeal]

[whining and crying]

[laughing and jeering]

[muttering]

All Twist has to do is finish, and we've won!

And Sammy doesn't have to race.

Oh, please, Twister, just finish!

Yeah, all right!

Go, go, go, yeah!

Wh... wh... whoa!

Oh!

[laughs]

Whoa![thuds]

[moans]

Oh!

[laughing]

Oh, Squid dork

You're next!

No!

[siren wails]

[tires squeal]

I can't believe how brainless you munchkins were, today.

Somebody could have really gotten hurt!

From now on, and for evermore

skateboarding is officially banned

on the California Incline.

Do you read me?

Oh, thank you, Officer Shirley!

You're my hero!

Thank you, munchkin.

Hey, tell big Ray I said, Hi.

[engine starts]

Wahoo!

Squid, you lucked out!

I sure did!

Like he can skateboard, anyway!

Pi: You stink at skateboarding.

You would have made a really gross road pizza, anyway.

[all laughing]

That's okay, Sammy.

Ow!

Like he can skateboard, anyway!

You stink at skateboarding.

You stink at skateboarding.

Oh, stop it!

[growls]

Huh?

Give me that!

Yo, Mumble Mouth,

You going to race

or are you going to stand there like a dork?

I... uh... it... no way!

Well, then!

Adios, amigos!

Sammy, no!

We won, Lars!

[laughs]

Bust!

The Squid dork did it.

I did it!

Oh, wait, how do I stop this thing?!

[screams]

Oh... ohh...

[screaming]

[grunts]

[seagulls crying]

Reggie: How long do you think we're grounded for?

How long you got to wear that cast?

[all laughing]

You were pretty awesome today, Sammy.

Yeah, man!

You won it for us!

You were truly un-Squid-like.

Not bad for a stinky skateboarder, huh?

I think Sammy earned himself

a new nickname.

What do you think, Rocket Boy?

How about... Screaming Sammy?

No, that's stinks.

What about, Dive-b*mb Dullard?

The Flying Squid?

How about...

The Sam Man!?

Yeah!

Go, Sam Man!

Awesome!

[screams]

Sorry!

[all laughing]

Tito: You know, this reminds me

of what the ancient Hawaiians used to say.