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01x02 - Snapmobile/Rudy's First Date/Future Zone/Mumbo Jumbo Jump

Posted: 12/09/23 14:07
by bunniefuu
- ♪ Chalk, chalk
chalk, chalk ♪

- ♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

- ♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalk chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalk chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a ♪

- ♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

- ♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalk chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalkzone ♪

- ♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

- ♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalk chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalk chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalkzone ♪

- ♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

- ♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ chalk, chalk,
chalk, chalk ♪

♪ chalk, chalk,
chalkzone ♪

[Horn honks]

- Whoa,
where do you think you're going?

This here is a car show.

No car, no show.

- Car show?

I'm just here to see
queen rapsheeba.

- Let's go.

We don't have all millennium.

- Whoa!

[Car alarm blaring]

Where am I?

- Hey, welcome to we 'r' cars.

What can I do ya for?

- Well, I need a car,

something that says,
"snap is cool."

- Cool, eh?

Now,
this car is you.

- [Gasps]

Holy squid.

- Heh-heh-heh-heh.

Jump in.

Smooth, huh?

Fully functional.

It is a voice-activated
drive-by-command car.

- Bossa nova.

You know, with a car this cool,
I could go to the moon.

- Voice command accepted.

Destination: Moon.

[Car whirring]

- Hey!

It's a figure of speech!

- Destination achieved.

- Ooh!

- Next destination?

- Yikes.

- Next destination?

- Back.
I would like to go back.

- Voice command accepted.

- What?

Ohh!

- I'm so hungry.

- Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot,
hot, hot, hot.

- Awesomeness.

[Fish screaming]

- Ahh!

All I wanted was to go see
the car show.

- "Car show" computes.

[Laughter]

- Ahh!

Peter, it's a...Car.

[Horn honks]

- Okay, to the car show.

- What route.

- The fastest route possible.

- Route adjustment accepted.

[Together]
Hey! Watch where you're going!

- Ahh! Oof!

Ouch! Oof! Ugh!

Ow!

Uh-oh,
a pillow factory.

Ohh!

Ugh! Ow!

- [Yawns]

Seen it.

Well,
this isn't much of a car show.

I've seen all these cars before.

I guess by default
the winner is...

- Hiya, rapsheeba.

- Snap, my man.

This is the coolest car here.

I mean, it's even got "cool"
on the front.

You win.

- Gee, thanks, rapsheeba.

- Oh, don't thank me, snap.

Your car is the b*mb.

- Voice command accepted.

Self-destruct in five, four,
three, two, one.

[Loud expl*si*n]

End cartoon.

[Upbeat music]

♪ ♪

[Bell rings]

- The square root of 127
to the third power

divided by infinity
combined with "x"

to the nth degree is...

And that's what makes
perpetual motion possible.

- Um, penny, why are you working
so hard on your science project?

- This is not just
a science project, Rudy.

- Perpetual motion
has been a dream of scientists

for centuries.

And I believe I have just
uncovered the solution.

All I have to do now is type in
my new formula, and...

Ahh!

- Mississippi?

- No.

Guess again, please.

- I don't like this game.

- Hey.

- Why, hello, penny.

- Reggie bullnerd,
you erased my formula.

I need that formula
to complete my science project.

- Well, I need one more leg
to win the game.

Guess another letter,
guys.

- Um, "c."

- Wrong.
I win.

The word was cow.

K-o-w,
cow.

Let's go outside and play
actually hangman.

- Oh, Rudy.

All my work is gone.

- Penny, I know how we can get
your formula back.

With this.

- Um, it's just chalk, Rudy.

- Not just chalk, penny,
magic chalk.

- Uh, I don't think this is
scientifically possible.

- Come on, penny.

- What is this place?

- This is chalkzone.

[Echoing]
Chalkzone, chalkzone.

You see, penny...

- Rudy,
glad you're here.

Get on. Get on.
You're just in time.

- On time for what?

- Polar bowling.

- Polar bowling?

- It's all here
for the winter sports.

All right, a strike.

- Wow.

- Hey, penny, uh...

- That can't be much fun
for the penguins.

- What do you mean?
They love it.

[Laughter]

- You see?

Rudy,
who's the girl?

- Snap,
this is my friend penny.

- Pleased to meet you.

- Likewise,
I am sure.

- Snap, you know chalkzone
like the back of your glove.

Have you seen a formula around
anywhere?

- Formula?

I'll be back in a flash.

[Baby crying]

Here you go, bucko.

- Gimme. Mine.

- Let's go, Rudy.

We'll just have to find it
ourselves.

- Hold it.

I've got your darn formula.

Why are you going off
with this--this girl.

- Look, penny is my friend,

and it's not a baby formula
we're looking for.

It's a bunch of numbers
and squiggly lines.

- You mean like this.

- Yes.

That's the symbol for pi.

Where did you find it?

- On the ground over by
the animal cr*cker corral.

- Let's go.

- Hey, Rudy,
if it's pie you're after,

you and me could--

- Eureka!

I found it.

- What is it, penny?

- It's the omega symbol
for my formula.

- Snap, you've got to help us
track down the formula thief.

- Tracking down a thief, eh?

Now you're talking.

These formula crooks are no
match for snaplock Holmes,

master defective.

- I think you mean "detective."

- Aha.

- A multiplication symbol.

- Our criminal nongenius has
left a trail of spilled plunder

that will lead us right to him.

- This is great,
snap.

Whoa!

- Tallyho.

The game is afoot.

End of the trail ahead,
Rudy,

the candy cane forest.

- But I don't have
all the formula yet.

- I'm on the case.

Aha.

- What is it, snap?

- Did you find my formula?

- Nope,
but I found the thief

and his motorbike track.

I know these tracks,
Rudy.

They come from butch biceps,
the biker behemoth.

I've had run-ins
with butch before.

- Let's just ask him politely
to return my formula.

- Forget it.

The guy is as mean
as he is ugly.

- And I think you owe an apology
to Mr. Biceps

behind you.

- Yi!

Oh, uh, h-hi, butch.

Uh, oh, nice jacket.

- Yes, those are nice designs,

but I'm afraid they belong
to me.

So if you would just remove them
from your jacket,

I'll pack them in my bag
and be on my way.

- Okay, wait right here.

[Tires squealing]

- Well, that's not very
ecologically responsible.

- He's not stopping.

- Look out.

- Snap,
are you all right?

- Yeah, sure.

I love dirt.

Pthew!

- That bully hurt snap.

Hey, biker breath,
you want to try me out?

- Rudy,
are you crazy?

- I know what I'm doing.

Come on, biker baby.

- [Growling]

- I'm waiting for you,
butch.

[Tires squealing]

[Both gasp]

- Way to give it to him,
old buddy.

- Hey, snap, grab the chalk
so you can pull me down.

- I'll take this and this
and that.

- Hold tight, snap,
or I'll go flying.

- Correct, Rudy.

If we take the angle
of trajectory

time the weight of butch's mass
and divide

by the diameter of a balloon
plus...

- I love it when she talks
like that.

- Yeah,
but what does it all mean?

Now I know what it all means.

- Ahh!

- His descent speed is reduced
by the resistance of the balloon

delivering him safely
to a reform facility.

- I love math.

- And I love you guys.

Thanks for your help.

But how are we going to get back
to the chalkzone entrance?

- No problem, penny.

We'll just use the formula.

- This baby can really go,
huh, guys?

- You can say that again.

[Bell rings]

- And don't forget,
after lunch,

teams of two will give
their report of five ideas

for the wonderful things
that you think might exist

in the future.

[Both gasp]

- Rudy, you told me the
assignment was due next week.

- Sorry, penny.

All next weeks look the same
to me.

I guess we'll have to work on it
over lunch.

And what better place
to have lunch than chalkzone?

- We'd get more done
if we went to the library.

- Aw, penny,
chalkzone is much more inspiring

than the musty,
old library.

You couldn't pick a better place
to study.

- [Grunts]

Well, I admit...
You have a point, Rudy.

Argh!

- Hi, guys.

Need any help
with your homework?

Both: We're doomed.

[Metal clanging]

- Oh, my.

All this junk is so ordinary.

Not a futuristic device
to be found.

[Alarm blaring]

- Futuristic device.

Futuristic device.

- What's this?

[Groans]

Another atomic broom.

I've got 100 of these
back at my dome of the future.

Useless.

And so poorly constructed.

[Groans]

When will I find something
truly revolutionary?

- Snap,
please leave us alone,

and let us come up
with our futuristic inventions.

- Did somebody say "futuristic"?

- Come on, you guys.

Snap can help us, penny,

and we can eat lunch
while we work.

- I suppose.

- Hey, how's about
a little snack food, Rudy?

- Oh, sure, snap.

Here you go.

- Thanks, Rudy.

- [Gasps]

- That boy has
an instant food ray.

- Maybe we should sit
at a table or something

so we can write.

- Coming right up.

- It's better than a food ray.

It's an all-purpose
matter materializer.

I must have it.

- How's about
an electric toothbrush?

Both: It's been done.

- Well, then, how about
a bubblegum pre-chewer?

Yeah, you know, so you don't
have to break your jaw

on the first few bites.

I mean, this thing gets it
nice and soft for first

but collects the flavorful
juices in a little cup,

so you won't lose them.

- How will I get this
all-purpose matter materializer?

A smart b*mb?

- Oh, and just blow me to bits,
you insensitive doof?

Ha, guess again.

- Hmm,
too smart for its own good.

I will use instead
the dumb dart.

- In the future, there will be
tiny handheld word processors

that fit in your pocket
and let you write

anything you want
anywhere you want.

- They already have that,
penny: The pencil,

always fully charged,
totally portable,

and it comes with its own
delete button.

- Very clever, Rudy.

When did you think of that one?

- Oof!

Duh...ha-ha,
I don't know.

Tomorrow?

Both: Rudy.

- Where?

- What's that thing
on Rudy's head?

- Looks like a toilet plunger.

- You shouldn't put toilet
plungers on your head ru--

- leave the dumb dart attached.

You, give me
your matter materializer.

- Hey, you lookin' for trouble?

Rudy, why don't you give
old bleephead here

a taste of your chalk?

- Okeydokey.

- [Gasps]

Both: Rudy!

- Thank you.

At last I, craniac 3,
have in my possession

that which I would have dreamed
of having

had I know it existed.

I will now be able to create
anything I wish,

and I wish for
a gumball machine.

Nothing has happened.

- [Chuckles]

- We've got to get
that dumb dart off Rudy's head.

- I'm all over it.

- Clearly, I must be holding it
the wrong way.

And now I want a clip-on tie.

- [Grunting]

- This machine
is malfunctioning.

Give me the instruction manual.

- There is no
instruction manual.

It takes an artist,
a human artist,

to make it work.

- And, of course,
you would be this human artist.

- Oh, gosh, i--

oh...
[Laughs]

That tickles.

- I shall take you back
to my dome of the future

and force you to show me
how this materializer works.

- No, he's not the human artist.

I-I am the human artist.

- No, I am the human artist.

- We will all go back
to my dome of the future.

And I will force the information
out of you.

- [Chuckles]

- [Whistles]

- [Grunts]

- Oh, boy.
We're going for a ride.

- Don't worry, Rudy.

We'll figure out some way
to get that thing off of you.

- You are no match for me,
craniac 3.

Smarter than craniac 2 and
so much smarter than craniac 1.

- Whoa, you could fit a lot
of cereal in this bowl.

- Am I crazy,
or is Rudy getting stupider?

- Both.

- Once I get this matter
materializer operational,

it will become the greatest
device in my possession.

My new matter materializer
is more ingenious

than the upside-down
propeller shoes,

more beneficial
than the self-brushing teeth,

and better engineered than
the rocket-powered skateboard.

- Doesn't anything here
work right?

- No.

Don't you get it?

This is where all the bad ideas
of the future end up.

Nobody ever erases good ideas.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey,
I was erased.

- Oh, sorry.

- We have arrived
at my tower of power,

where my superior
interrogation devices

will extract the information
I desire.

- [Breathing heavily]

Man,
that elevator was hot.

- Thank you.

Now I will interrogate
each of you

starting with this boy.

- What is this place?

- Welcome to the kitchen
of the future,

where "convenience" is spelled
with a capital "k."

- All right, human artist,
tell me how to make this work.

- Duh...have you tried
the hokey-pokey?

- What the?

Of course.
My dumb dart is still activated.

- [Groans]

I feel like I just spent
an afternoon

with a toilet plunger
on my head.

- Now, tell me how to use
this matter materializer device.

- The chalk.

Uh...how about if I show you
how to use it?

- Why, sure, that...

Just a minute.

That might have worked
on craniac 2

but not on craniac 3.

Either tell me what I need
to know,

or I will place you in...
The chair of terror.

- We've got to find some way to
get out of here and help Rudy.

[Hair dryer whirring]

- This might do something.

- Convenience comes
before quality

in the kitchen of the future.

- Say...

Come on, snap.

Turn on every device
you can find.

- Talk.

- I've tried to tell you
I'm the only one who--

- silence.

You'll see how you like
being face-to-face with...

The diaper.

[Cackling]

- [Gasps]

- Now talk!

- Eww.

- Poor Rudy.

He's a goner for sure.

Oh, it's just too horrible
to watch.

- Then don't watch, snap.

Help me.

- [Breathing heavily]

- You are stronger
than I had calculated.

- You inhuman...Machine.

- Let's see how you stand
against...

The grandmother lips
of the future.

- What?

No.

No!

- See.

If we fire up every device
in here,

I bet we can overload the system
and blow a fuse.

Yes.

- Whew.

- A fuse?

Blast it.

Both: Rudy.
Please, help us.

- I'm coming, guys.

- Nope,
that's the wrong size.

- [Grunting]

- You'd think someone would have
invented something better

than this by now.

- Way to go, penny.

- Thanks, Rudy.

Craniac is coming back.

- Halt!

You cannot outwit me,

for you are merely human,
whereas I am craniac 3,

the smartest,
most brilliant,

and most ingenious robot
in the craniac line.

- Oh, really?

Craniac 3,
meet craniac 4.

- Greetings.

I am craniac 4.

You are now technologically
obsolete.

- What?
No!

- Now, then, give me
the matter materializer.

- Come on, Rudy.

We can't operate this elevator.

- Oh,
how do we get out of here?

- Ahh!

- Do you think he'd mind
if we borrow this?

- I think he'd thank you
for the rest of his life.

Ready?

Away we go.

This device could use
a few improvements, Rudy.

- I've got it covered,
snap.

- Great idea, Rudy.

- Although redundant.

- And finally, in the future,
other kids' lunch boxes

will have little,
tiny legs,

so that they can walk to me.

- That was...Interesting,
Mr. Bullnerd.

Rudy and penny.

- Uh, in the future,
there will be, uh--

- false teeth
that brush themselves.

- Yeah,
and a bubblegum pre-chewer.

And, um... and instant
matter materializers.

- That's incredible.

See what you can accomplish.
Mr. Tabootie,

when you don't spend all
your time drawing cartoons?

All: ♪ it's a mumbo jumbo jungle
night ♪

♪ all the zoners
are doing things right ♪

♪ jumpin' and jivin'
with all of our might ♪

♪ to the mumbo jumbo jump ♪

♪ boingy-boingy worms
on our feet ♪

♪ we jump to the trees
just to get a little treat ♪

♪ and no other dance
could ever compete ♪

♪ with the mumbo jumbo jump ♪

♪ oh, bounce a little,
boing a little ♪

♪ give a little shake ♪

♪ wiggle and a-jiggle
like a little earthquake ♪

♪ now you're doing
the mumbo jumbo jump ♪

♪ boingin' and a-bouncin'
all over the place ♪

♪ turn a little, twist a little,
make a funny face ♪

♪ now you're doing
the mumbo jumbo jump ♪

♪ jump into day,
then jump back into night ♪

♪ boing to the left,
and bounce to the right ♪

♪ no step is wrong,
and every step is right ♪

♪ do the mumbo jumbo jump ♪

♪ oh, boing a little,
bounce a little ♪

♪ give a little shake ♪

♪ wiggle and a-jiggle
like a mighty earthquake ♪

♪ now you're doing
the mumbo jumbo jump ♪

♪ bingy-boingy, bingy-boingy,
now stop ♪

♪ everybody's doing
the mumbo jumbo jump ♪

- [Squawks]

- ♪ Chalk, chalk
chalk, chalk ♪

- ♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalk chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalk chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalk chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalk chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalk chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalk chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalk chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk-a,
chalk-a, chalk chalkzone ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ Rudy's got the chalk ♪

♪ chalk, chalk,
chalk, chalk ♪

♪ chalk, chalk,
chalkzone ♪