01x07 - as*ault And A Battery
Posted: 03/19/24 16:28
♪
(Honking)
Whoa!
Whoa!
Ah!
♪
♪
I can’t believe the science
fair is next week.
My hair still hasn’t grown back
since last year.
(Yelling)
PELSWICKI told you the bad
dream vacuum was a lousy idea.
Whoa!
I just hope I don’t get
teamed up with Sandra again.
SANDRAThat needs to be red.
You said blue.
I changed my mind.
Weren’t you, like, listening?
Besides, Julie’s project’s blue.
I love Julie, dearly.
She’s my best friend, but what a
poseur!
So how’s this, like, work
anyway?
(Gasping)
(Zapping)
It’s a good thing I like my
bunny slippers well-done, huh?
Goon?
You’ll be working on your
science fair project with Ace!
Cool!
You wanna mix a bunch of stuff
together ’til it blows our
eyebrows off?
Actually, I was thinking of
doing highly cohesive,
long-chain polymers.
Huh?
Glue.
Yeah!
Maybe we’ll become famous
scientists and discover, like, a
cure for penicillin.
Julie Smockford, you’re
working with...
PELSWICK THINKINGWith me,
withme, come on with me!
Me, me, me!
(Repeating)
But Pelswick, now that we’ve
invented smear-proof lipstick,
how shall we test it?
TEACHERWith Sandra Scoddle!
Oh, I’m so glad!
Oh, let’s do something about the
moon and the tides!
That’s a great idea, if we
want to fail and ruin our
chances of getting into college!
Maybe we can study why you
decided to wear that hideous
dress!
Pelswick, you’ll be working
with--
Anyone but Boyd!
This rabid wolf!
(Growling)
Yes!
With Boyd Scullarzo...
No!
Holy cow, the partner
jackpot!
So, Pels-worm, what’s our
project?
Why do you even wanna know,
huh?
You’re not gonna help me.
No, I’m real interested.
I wanna know how I’m gonna earn
my "A".
(Snickering)
Boyd, if you don’t pull your
weight, I’m prepared to sink
this project, I mean it!
If you want an "F" in
science, go right ahead!
Oh, Ace?
You know that super-duper,
super-goopy glue we were
inventing?
I spilled some.
How much?
Oh, a lot.
(Barking)
I love science fairs.
I once won first prize for
proving that a five pound
weight and a fifty pound weight
fall at exactly the same--
(Crashing)
Huh?
Never did that before.
So, where’s your science
partner?
I think he’s at the mall,
humiliating the old guy playing
the piano.
It’s his loss.
He’s not getting to see this
fine-- this well-built-- what is
it?
A cycloid curve.
It’s longer than a straight
line but for a complicated
mathematical reason, a marble
rolling down it gets to the
bottom faster.
Sounds like an "A" to me.
So, why the long face?
If I don’t work on this, Boyd
fails.
But, so do I.
And if I do great, he gets an
"A" for doing nothing!
This reminds me of-- oh I
forgot to rewind this!
What is that?
A guardian angel clue?!
Oh, no, no.
Just a movie I rented.
It is, it’s a clue on how I
can get back at Boyd!
Let me watch it, let me watch
it!
Black and white?
Forget it!
Are you sure?
Oh, yeah.
Maybe I’ll watch it while I’m
listening to the Victrola and
churning my own butter.
Okay, have it your--
Whoa!
(Crashing)
Sure you don’t wanna lick the
spoons?
Uh-uh.
Do you like the skateboard
park I built for my teenage,
back street lizard girls?
Keeping in mind, I don’t require
your condescending male
approval.
Pretty good.
Are you coming to my musical
Saturday?
Sure.
Kate, where’d you find the wood
for this?
In the garage.
Oh, no!
(Alarm bells ringing)
I know I seem way too old and
sophisticated for this, but I’m
gonna run to Daddy for
protection now.
Daddy, help!
Julie, I’m so glad we were
paired up on this project.
It’s, like, drawn us so much
closer together as friends.
I feel the same way, Sandra.
What happened to the labels I
made yesterday?
Oh, I tore them up, you know
no one can read your hideous
handwriting.
Oh, that was mature!
Actually, this formulation’s
much safer.
They don’t become super-duper,
super-goopy glue ’til they’re
mixed together.
Got it!
(Bell ringing)
Yeah, I think I’ll just rent
a couple of video games tonight
while Eggert does all the work
on my project.
Pels-wobble, how’s our cyclone
coming?
It isn’t a cyclone, it’s a
cycloid.
And it isn’t coming; it’s gone.
It’s destroyed.
We have no project!
You can’t bluff me,
motor-butt.
I’m serious, my sister tore
it to pieces.
It’s a lizard skate park.
You’re kidding, right?
No, Boyd.
That’s what serious means.
Not kidding.
(Bell ringing)
What are you gonna do?
What am I gonna do?
It’s your project too!
We’re supposed to have it in the
gym for registration in fifteen
minutes!
Ahhh, I need time to think.
No, Boyd.
Unfortunately, you need a brain
to think.
(Clucking)
Hard to believe we descended
from that, eh?
(Chuckling)
Nothing, dude.
Fan must be busted.
Goon, go plug it in the wall.
♪
Stand here and look
scientific while I try and think
of something.
And what have we here?
Reactions of gladiola bulbs
to external stimuli.
This one was spoken to nicely
for an hour a day.
This one was massaged gently,
but otherwise, like, ignored.
And this one was yelled at and
had it’s head ripped off by an
ungrateful, stinky breath girl!
Now, now, ladies.
(Blades whirring)
(Crashing)
Whoa, it wasn’t the fan,
dude.
I’m hungry!
Let’s go back some of that
righteous looking pudding.
(Gasping)
Keeping yours under wraps
’til the last minute, eh?
Must be pretty special!
Oh, yeah.
It’s, you know, ultra
scientific-like.
We can’t really show it until
the judging tomorrow, so...
Is it a big, colourful
birdie?
Or, is it one of those
vroom-vroom things?
Vroom!
(Laughing)
Oh, show me, show me, please!
(Gasping)
(Gagging)
Look, Nick and Joe are
showing us how salmon spawn.
Actually, Goon, I think they
ate our glue.
(Gagging)
My mystery chilli’s feisty
tonight!
(Doorbell ringing)
Nick and Joe are sick.
We can steal their project!
But their wet cell battery
doesn’t work.
Plus, I couldn’t take another
team’s project.
We got nothing else and the
judging’s tomorrow.
Meet you in the garage.
I can’t believe I’m working
on a school project!
I feel so cheap.
Oh, cry me a river.
I oughta pound you!
And fail science?
Smart move.
"Chemical reactions occur
between the electrode and the
sulphuric acid."
A kid can’t get sulphuric acid,
they won’t even sell us spray
paint!
We’ve tried butter, milk and
pepper.
Aluminum, dust and chalk.
The gum I took off that kid in
study hall.
What’s got the same chemical
destructiveness as sulphuric
acid?
(Beeping)
That’s not my bully pager!
It’s the smoke alarm.
Gram Gram’s chili!
(Bleating)
Our last project was, like,
eaten.
So, Goon and I did a
photographic study of the
effects on the human stomach of
consuming glue.
(Bubbling)
This is all your fault,
Eggert!
My fault?!
I was working on the original
project while you were goofing
off.
Cap those cells, let’s power up!
(Zapping)
Great, the bolt metre’s busted.
So, how’re we gonna prove it
works?
We need to hook it into
something that runs on
batteries.
Your wheelchair!
That’ll have to do.
This sucker’s warm!
And what have we here?
A wet cell battery, sir.
Pelswick sort of helped me make
it.
I helped you?
Does it work?
Does it work?
(Laughing)
You hear that?
Does it?
(Zapping)
(Yelling)
(Tires squealing)
(Screaming)
Turn it off, you numbskull!
It is off, you must have
bypassed the switch!
Wicked.
♪
I’ve got an idea!
That’d be a first, bonehead!
Dweeb!
Loser!
Drag your feet!
You can’t feel them!
You have to disconnect the
battery!
Me?
I’m steering!
Ow!
Ow!
Ow!
Why are we going on the
freeway?
Because it’s the only safe
place to drive at fifty miles an
hour!
(Helicopter whirring)
The suspects in the stolen
car have outrun the police, and
are now heading for the Beckman
cut off.
Wait a minute, the suspect’s car
is being overtaken by a kid in
a wheelchair, with another kid
climbing over his head?
Hey, Uncle Mike!
(Gasping)
(Sirens wailing)
Pelswick’s in trouble!
Gas up the hog!
Aye aye!
(Sizzling)
Ow, it’s boiling hot, you
dipstick!
Keep trying, pinhead!
So, did you ever watch that
tape?
Tape?
I’m going fifty miles an hour on
a freeway!
I know you are, you lug-butt.
The Defiant Ones, .
A classic.
The Defiant Ones?
Jump in the side car!
I can’t jump!
Why not?
Oh, yeah, that’s right.
How tall are you, Boyd?
’, why?
My advice, head for a five
foot nine underpass.
Wham!
Pelswick, after you crash,
tell the reporters I’m starring
in Once Above the Garden, the
smash new musical at Grove
Elementary!
Poignant yet tuneful says The
Mercury Leader.
Pull the wires!
They’re red hot!
Where are you going?
To a video store!
My, my.
It’s not every day you get
knocked down by a wheelchair--
(Screaming)
Watch this and tell me what’s
about!
TOGETHERWhoa!
Julie, we’re, like, best
friends.
We shouldn’t, like, quarrel over
a silly project.
You’re right.
It’s overheating!
We need to keep moving to
cool it.
Hang on!
(Screaming)
I told you we shouldn’t have
put it there, you petty
credit-grabbing dictator!
The good news is, the boys
have manoeuvred onto a section
of freeway with no cars.
The bad news, they’re heading
for an unfinished bridge!
Ow, big shrapnel!
I got one cap off!
That’s not enough!
Hey, spider-legs, you come
back here and try this.
Wait just a minute!
A third boy is running alongside
the wheelchair.
Goon, so what happened in the
movie?
Well, these two guys go to
jail and they escape but they’re
chained together, and they don’t
like each other.
Just like me and Boyd!
So what do they do?
I don’t know, it’s in black
and white.
And I fell asleep.
Watch the rest of it!
(Panting)
I know how the movie ends!
How?
My dad saw it.
No, how does it end?!
They overcome their
difficulties by learning to
cooperate.
That’s what he was saying,
but we were too busy arguing.
Boyd, we may not like each
other, but we have to solve this
together!
Blow it out your nose,
Eggert.
I don’t know nothing about your
grandmother’s lousy cooking!
Hey, me either.
I just swallow a roll of antacid
tablets before dinner and hope
for the best.
That’s it, Boyd!
You’re a big, dumb genius!
Stuff these into the battery!
Hey, I’m the bully here!
Why should I do what you say?!
Why?
A -foot drop is why!
(Fizzling)
This will be good, dude.
You still feel as sick as I do?
(Gurgling)
They’re in!
Whoo-hoo!
It’s cooling down!
Not fast enough!
REPORTERThey’re headed for
disaster, and speaking of
disasters, tune in tonight for
When Parachutes Don’t Open.
Nick and Joe must have come
to watch us plunge off the
bridge.
I trained them well.
Super job, but can we focus
for a second on saving our
lives?!
It’s your wheelchair, you
think of something!
If we had some of Ace and
Goon’s super-duper, super-goopy
glue, that’d stop us.
But Nick and Joe drank it
all!
Well, we’ll just have to get
it all out of them!
Leave that to me, that’s my
specialty!
Hey!
Nick, Joe!
You know that stuff you ate?
It was made out of...fresh cut
vegetables and a light balsamic
vinaigrette dressing.
And brussel sprouts!
(Vomiting)
We did it!
Put it there, pal!
Jerk.
Loser!
♪ I’m sitting on a fence in the
garden ♪
Half-priced matinee Saturday!
♪ Dangling my toesies in the
air ♪
The only thing that bugs me
about this is sharing it with
Boyd.
If it’s any consolation, you
getting another "A" hurts Boyd
even more than him getting his
first "A" hurts you.
Oh, when do you get your chair
back?
My dad’s working on that.
(Gasping)
Wait a minute, I’m smarter
than a chicken!
♪
(Honking)
Whoa!
Whoa!
Ah!
♪
♪
I can’t believe the science
fair is next week.
My hair still hasn’t grown back
since last year.
(Yelling)
PELSWICKI told you the bad
dream vacuum was a lousy idea.
Whoa!
I just hope I don’t get
teamed up with Sandra again.
SANDRAThat needs to be red.
You said blue.
I changed my mind.
Weren’t you, like, listening?
Besides, Julie’s project’s blue.
I love Julie, dearly.
She’s my best friend, but what a
poseur!
So how’s this, like, work
anyway?
(Gasping)
(Zapping)
It’s a good thing I like my
bunny slippers well-done, huh?
Goon?
You’ll be working on your
science fair project with Ace!
Cool!
You wanna mix a bunch of stuff
together ’til it blows our
eyebrows off?
Actually, I was thinking of
doing highly cohesive,
long-chain polymers.
Huh?
Glue.
Yeah!
Maybe we’ll become famous
scientists and discover, like, a
cure for penicillin.
Julie Smockford, you’re
working with...
PELSWICK THINKINGWith me,
withme, come on with me!
Me, me, me!
(Repeating)
But Pelswick, now that we’ve
invented smear-proof lipstick,
how shall we test it?
TEACHERWith Sandra Scoddle!
Oh, I’m so glad!
Oh, let’s do something about the
moon and the tides!
That’s a great idea, if we
want to fail and ruin our
chances of getting into college!
Maybe we can study why you
decided to wear that hideous
dress!
Pelswick, you’ll be working
with--
Anyone but Boyd!
This rabid wolf!
(Growling)
Yes!
With Boyd Scullarzo...
No!
Holy cow, the partner
jackpot!
So, Pels-worm, what’s our
project?
Why do you even wanna know,
huh?
You’re not gonna help me.
No, I’m real interested.
I wanna know how I’m gonna earn
my "A".
(Snickering)
Boyd, if you don’t pull your
weight, I’m prepared to sink
this project, I mean it!
If you want an "F" in
science, go right ahead!
Oh, Ace?
You know that super-duper,
super-goopy glue we were
inventing?
I spilled some.
How much?
Oh, a lot.
(Barking)
I love science fairs.
I once won first prize for
proving that a five pound
weight and a fifty pound weight
fall at exactly the same--
(Crashing)
Huh?
Never did that before.
So, where’s your science
partner?
I think he’s at the mall,
humiliating the old guy playing
the piano.
It’s his loss.
He’s not getting to see this
fine-- this well-built-- what is
it?
A cycloid curve.
It’s longer than a straight
line but for a complicated
mathematical reason, a marble
rolling down it gets to the
bottom faster.
Sounds like an "A" to me.
So, why the long face?
If I don’t work on this, Boyd
fails.
But, so do I.
And if I do great, he gets an
"A" for doing nothing!
This reminds me of-- oh I
forgot to rewind this!
What is that?
A guardian angel clue?!
Oh, no, no.
Just a movie I rented.
It is, it’s a clue on how I
can get back at Boyd!
Let me watch it, let me watch
it!
Black and white?
Forget it!
Are you sure?
Oh, yeah.
Maybe I’ll watch it while I’m
listening to the Victrola and
churning my own butter.
Okay, have it your--
Whoa!
(Crashing)
Sure you don’t wanna lick the
spoons?
Uh-uh.
Do you like the skateboard
park I built for my teenage,
back street lizard girls?
Keeping in mind, I don’t require
your condescending male
approval.
Pretty good.
Are you coming to my musical
Saturday?
Sure.
Kate, where’d you find the wood
for this?
In the garage.
Oh, no!
(Alarm bells ringing)
I know I seem way too old and
sophisticated for this, but I’m
gonna run to Daddy for
protection now.
Daddy, help!
Julie, I’m so glad we were
paired up on this project.
It’s, like, drawn us so much
closer together as friends.
I feel the same way, Sandra.
What happened to the labels I
made yesterday?
Oh, I tore them up, you know
no one can read your hideous
handwriting.
Oh, that was mature!
Actually, this formulation’s
much safer.
They don’t become super-duper,
super-goopy glue ’til they’re
mixed together.
Got it!
(Bell ringing)
Yeah, I think I’ll just rent
a couple of video games tonight
while Eggert does all the work
on my project.
Pels-wobble, how’s our cyclone
coming?
It isn’t a cyclone, it’s a
cycloid.
And it isn’t coming; it’s gone.
It’s destroyed.
We have no project!
You can’t bluff me,
motor-butt.
I’m serious, my sister tore
it to pieces.
It’s a lizard skate park.
You’re kidding, right?
No, Boyd.
That’s what serious means.
Not kidding.
(Bell ringing)
What are you gonna do?
What am I gonna do?
It’s your project too!
We’re supposed to have it in the
gym for registration in fifteen
minutes!
Ahhh, I need time to think.
No, Boyd.
Unfortunately, you need a brain
to think.
(Clucking)
Hard to believe we descended
from that, eh?
(Chuckling)
Nothing, dude.
Fan must be busted.
Goon, go plug it in the wall.
♪
Stand here and look
scientific while I try and think
of something.
And what have we here?
Reactions of gladiola bulbs
to external stimuli.
This one was spoken to nicely
for an hour a day.
This one was massaged gently,
but otherwise, like, ignored.
And this one was yelled at and
had it’s head ripped off by an
ungrateful, stinky breath girl!
Now, now, ladies.
(Blades whirring)
(Crashing)
Whoa, it wasn’t the fan,
dude.
I’m hungry!
Let’s go back some of that
righteous looking pudding.
(Gasping)
Keeping yours under wraps
’til the last minute, eh?
Must be pretty special!
Oh, yeah.
It’s, you know, ultra
scientific-like.
We can’t really show it until
the judging tomorrow, so...
Is it a big, colourful
birdie?
Or, is it one of those
vroom-vroom things?
Vroom!
(Laughing)
Oh, show me, show me, please!
(Gasping)
(Gagging)
Look, Nick and Joe are
showing us how salmon spawn.
Actually, Goon, I think they
ate our glue.
(Gagging)
My mystery chilli’s feisty
tonight!
(Doorbell ringing)
Nick and Joe are sick.
We can steal their project!
But their wet cell battery
doesn’t work.
Plus, I couldn’t take another
team’s project.
We got nothing else and the
judging’s tomorrow.
Meet you in the garage.
I can’t believe I’m working
on a school project!
I feel so cheap.
Oh, cry me a river.
I oughta pound you!
And fail science?
Smart move.
"Chemical reactions occur
between the electrode and the
sulphuric acid."
A kid can’t get sulphuric acid,
they won’t even sell us spray
paint!
We’ve tried butter, milk and
pepper.
Aluminum, dust and chalk.
The gum I took off that kid in
study hall.
What’s got the same chemical
destructiveness as sulphuric
acid?
(Beeping)
That’s not my bully pager!
It’s the smoke alarm.
Gram Gram’s chili!
(Bleating)
Our last project was, like,
eaten.
So, Goon and I did a
photographic study of the
effects on the human stomach of
consuming glue.
(Bubbling)
This is all your fault,
Eggert!
My fault?!
I was working on the original
project while you were goofing
off.
Cap those cells, let’s power up!
(Zapping)
Great, the bolt metre’s busted.
So, how’re we gonna prove it
works?
We need to hook it into
something that runs on
batteries.
Your wheelchair!
That’ll have to do.
This sucker’s warm!
And what have we here?
A wet cell battery, sir.
Pelswick sort of helped me make
it.
I helped you?
Does it work?
Does it work?
(Laughing)
You hear that?
Does it?
(Zapping)
(Yelling)
(Tires squealing)
(Screaming)
Turn it off, you numbskull!
It is off, you must have
bypassed the switch!
Wicked.
♪
I’ve got an idea!
That’d be a first, bonehead!
Dweeb!
Loser!
Drag your feet!
You can’t feel them!
You have to disconnect the
battery!
Me?
I’m steering!
Ow!
Ow!
Ow!
Why are we going on the
freeway?
Because it’s the only safe
place to drive at fifty miles an
hour!
(Helicopter whirring)
The suspects in the stolen
car have outrun the police, and
are now heading for the Beckman
cut off.
Wait a minute, the suspect’s car
is being overtaken by a kid in
a wheelchair, with another kid
climbing over his head?
Hey, Uncle Mike!
(Gasping)
(Sirens wailing)
Pelswick’s in trouble!
Gas up the hog!
Aye aye!
(Sizzling)
Ow, it’s boiling hot, you
dipstick!
Keep trying, pinhead!
So, did you ever watch that
tape?
Tape?
I’m going fifty miles an hour on
a freeway!
I know you are, you lug-butt.
The Defiant Ones, .
A classic.
The Defiant Ones?
Jump in the side car!
I can’t jump!
Why not?
Oh, yeah, that’s right.
How tall are you, Boyd?
’, why?
My advice, head for a five
foot nine underpass.
Wham!
Pelswick, after you crash,
tell the reporters I’m starring
in Once Above the Garden, the
smash new musical at Grove
Elementary!
Poignant yet tuneful says The
Mercury Leader.
Pull the wires!
They’re red hot!
Where are you going?
To a video store!
My, my.
It’s not every day you get
knocked down by a wheelchair--
(Screaming)
Watch this and tell me what’s
about!
TOGETHERWhoa!
Julie, we’re, like, best
friends.
We shouldn’t, like, quarrel over
a silly project.
You’re right.
It’s overheating!
We need to keep moving to
cool it.
Hang on!
(Screaming)
I told you we shouldn’t have
put it there, you petty
credit-grabbing dictator!
The good news is, the boys
have manoeuvred onto a section
of freeway with no cars.
The bad news, they’re heading
for an unfinished bridge!
Ow, big shrapnel!
I got one cap off!
That’s not enough!
Hey, spider-legs, you come
back here and try this.
Wait just a minute!
A third boy is running alongside
the wheelchair.
Goon, so what happened in the
movie?
Well, these two guys go to
jail and they escape but they’re
chained together, and they don’t
like each other.
Just like me and Boyd!
So what do they do?
I don’t know, it’s in black
and white.
And I fell asleep.
Watch the rest of it!
(Panting)
I know how the movie ends!
How?
My dad saw it.
No, how does it end?!
They overcome their
difficulties by learning to
cooperate.
That’s what he was saying,
but we were too busy arguing.
Boyd, we may not like each
other, but we have to solve this
together!
Blow it out your nose,
Eggert.
I don’t know nothing about your
grandmother’s lousy cooking!
Hey, me either.
I just swallow a roll of antacid
tablets before dinner and hope
for the best.
That’s it, Boyd!
You’re a big, dumb genius!
Stuff these into the battery!
Hey, I’m the bully here!
Why should I do what you say?!
Why?
A -foot drop is why!
(Fizzling)
This will be good, dude.
You still feel as sick as I do?
(Gurgling)
They’re in!
Whoo-hoo!
It’s cooling down!
Not fast enough!
REPORTERThey’re headed for
disaster, and speaking of
disasters, tune in tonight for
When Parachutes Don’t Open.
Nick and Joe must have come
to watch us plunge off the
bridge.
I trained them well.
Super job, but can we focus
for a second on saving our
lives?!
It’s your wheelchair, you
think of something!
If we had some of Ace and
Goon’s super-duper, super-goopy
glue, that’d stop us.
But Nick and Joe drank it
all!
Well, we’ll just have to get
it all out of them!
Leave that to me, that’s my
specialty!
Hey!
Nick, Joe!
You know that stuff you ate?
It was made out of...fresh cut
vegetables and a light balsamic
vinaigrette dressing.
And brussel sprouts!
(Vomiting)
We did it!
Put it there, pal!
Jerk.
Loser!
♪ I’m sitting on a fence in the
garden ♪
Half-priced matinee Saturday!
♪ Dangling my toesies in the
air ♪
The only thing that bugs me
about this is sharing it with
Boyd.
If it’s any consolation, you
getting another "A" hurts Boyd
even more than him getting his
first "A" hurts you.
Oh, when do you get your chair
back?
My dad’s working on that.
(Gasping)
Wait a minute, I’m smarter
than a chicken!
♪