[ music ]
- Don't go outside.
- That's right, Mary.
The National Society of Names has just released
this year's list of the most popular baby names.
Casey and Abigail top the charts.
- And for the third year in a row,
the least popular baby name is Hornface.
Hornface.
- Makes sense. - Mmm-hmm.
In our number two story tonight,
the Playground Pooper has struck again.
[ laughing ]
- The Swellview Police suddenly have more duties than usual
because someone or something
has been using Swellview playgrounds
every night as a toilet.
[ laughing ]
Police have piles of evidence,
but have yet to arrest the prankster
despite being flush with clues.
- Has the news always been this funny?
- We've got a bad situation here, people.
- We know.
The Playground Pooper has struck again.
[ laughing ]
- No way! Really?!
- Uhhh no, actually it's a little bit of a different--
- Shh shh! I wanna hear this.
- Ow!
- Police have no idea who is doing the dumping--
an angry teen, a large baby,
Mary... No one knows.
- It's a real poo-done-it.
- It's probably Jasper. - What?
- I was just going to say that!
- What? It's not me!
- I don't know, Jasper.
It just smells like something you'd do.
- Oh ho ho that's a really funny--
That's a really funny-- Hey that's a really funny--
Alright, joke's over.
- I'm not joking, I seriously think it's you.
- Okay guys, can we focus on what happened to me please?
- Ohhh! They're talking about what happened to you.
- In non-funny news, witnesses say that Kid Danger,
while teaming up with Captain Man
to fight super criminal Dr. Karaté,
broke his arm this evening.
- You broke your arm?!
- That's what I've been trying to tell you guys!
Dr. Karaté karate chopped my arm.
- I bet you wish you still had your super power.
- Yeah.
- Because if you still had super-fast-reflexes,
you could have just... moved out of the way.
- Alright, I got it!
- You guys-- this is really bad.
- It's just a broken arm.
We'll cut it off, it'll grow right back.
- What?! No! - That's not how arms work.
- Oh right, that's a starfish.
- Listen! What's bad
is that if everyone in Swellview
knows that Kid Danger broke his arm tonight.
Then Henry Hart suddenly shows up tomorrow morning
with a broken arm...
then any idiot can put two and two together
and figure out that Henry is Kid Danger.
- I don't know...
I don't think anyone's going to put anyth--
- I just put two and two together!
- Oh really? - Yes.
People should look out for a boy
about Kid Danger's height,
about Kid Danger's age,
who has a newly broken arm,
because that boy would be...
- Keep going, Mary...
- The Playground Pooper?
- Ohh, so close.
No, Mary. That boy would be Kid Danger.
- Ahhh! - See?!
- Okay, we have a really big problem on our hands.
- I agree. How are we going to get Jasper
to stop pooping in playgrounds?
- It's not me!
- It all just kinda happened.
I wanted an after-school job.
But then, an indestructible superhero
hired me to be his sidekick.
- Ahhh!
- Now we blow bubbles...
and fight crime. Feels good.
[ theme music ]
- Call it. - Up the tube!
- Aw, my boot! - Ha!
[ machine beeping ]
- Does that thing detect muscles too, Schwoz?
'Cuz I'm look at Henry's arm and I'm not seeing any.
- Nice. Just broke my arm.
Perfect time to start making fun of me.
- It was a joke, relax!
What, did you break your funny bone too?
- Actually, he did!
Look, the break is in his humerus bone.
- Oh yeah, right there...
- Hey, what the heck, dude! - See that?
- Where my finger's poking? - Stop it!
You are literally touching the most broken part...
- Right there. - Stop, can you stop!
- Okay, easyyy...
- What are we doing? What's the plan?
- The plan is you blow a bubble
and fix your arm trouble.
See? I can do rhymes too.
- Psh! Big deal, you did a rhyme.
I do them all the...
every day.
- Hey, whoa! - Nice cast, Schwoz.
This problem is... ...solved.
- Ow! This problem is not solved.
- Why not?
- Because dude, if people see that I broke my arm
they'll know I'm Kid Danger.
So how am I gonna hide this cast until my arm heals?
- Easy. We break Henry's other arm.
So he'll have two broken arms.
And that way nobody will think he's Kid Danger.
This problem is... solved.
- You're not breaking my arm dude.
- Okay then Schwoz will do it.
- What? No.
- I have a different plan. - Ow.
- Hey, I found the case of fake arms.
- Where was it?
- Right by that big jar of real legs.
- Why do you have a jar of real legs?
- A guy owed me bucks. He paid me in legs.
- And this is the biggest sweater I could find.
It was just in a drawer.
Not near any body parts. Thank god.
- Okay. We give Henry one of these fake arms
and then we hide his cast with a sweater
from when Ray really loved horses.
- Oh yeah, I used to race them.
They always b*at me though.
- Okay, I've got a lot of arm options for you
but we have to find just the right one.
Soooo... fake arm fashion show!
- Wooo! - Ha ha!
[ music plays ]
- Hey. - Oh yeah.
- Seems good.
- Man I really thought that would take longer.
- Me too.
But you know sometimes, the first arm just feels right.
- First arm's always right. - That is what they say.
- So, once again this problem is...solved.
- Uhhh, once again, the problem is not solved.
I mean dude, this sweater and fake arm might work
for like a day, but it's not gonna fool people for long.
I mean, look at this thing.
- Try tucking it into your pocket.
- Or hook your thumb through your belt loop.
That's what I do whenever I wanna look cool and tough.
- Oh yeah! - Just try this Henry.
- Yeah, do this. - You look cool, man.
- Yeah, you look cool too. Wassup?
- Yeah, I'm not doing that.
- Your loss.
- Or... tomorrow morning at school
we stage a fake accident where Henry can pretend
to break his fake arm in front of everyone.
- Yes! Then I'll have an excuse for my broken arm
and people won't think I'm Kid Danger.
- Exactly. We do something simple,
like Jasper accidentally closes your fake arm
into his locker. Done. - Problem actually solved.
- Perfect! - I like it.
- Yawn.
- Uh, what?
- Oh, I said, "yawn".
Because that plan puts me to sleep.
- I'm sorry?
- I mean... It's boring!
It'll work. Probably great.
But where's the funny?
- I'm not trying to be funny.
- Uhhh-- Mission accomplished.
I got a better, funnier idea.
- Let's hear it.
- Still got that trebuchet?
[ both laughing ]
We're doin' the trebuchet.
- What's a trebuchet? Where is he going?
Jasper will you please stop playing with my fake arm?!
- We'll handle it.
You don't have to worry about anything.
- That makes me worry about everything.
- Me too.
- All you gotta do is meet me and Schwoz
at school tomorrow morning
and we'll trebu-show you a fake accident
that's way funnier than Charlotte's.
- Alright, whatever, I'm tired, I'm going home.
- Yea. I'm out like Jasper's belly button.
- Way out.
- Henry, don't let your parents
see your cast when you get home!
- I won't.
- Because then they'll know that you're Kid Danger.
- I realize that.
- Then we'd have to wipe their memories again.
- I said I real-- wait, again?!
- I dunno...
- Hey, Jasper. Catch.
- What's this for? - In case you pass a playground
on your way home.
- I'm not the Playground Pooper.
- Yea, okay dude.
- But I'm keeping this
'cuz I think we're out at home!
- Hi, Swellview Hospital? No, I'm fine.
I just want to know if any teenage boys
have shown up there tonight with broken arms.
Ha ha, no I'm not looking for Kid Danger.
I am... a real doctor.
Arms are my specialty. And I'm...
looking for work.
Hello? Hello?
Ugh, that guy hung up on me in the middle of my lie.
That is so rude!
- Sorry, honey.
I got my own problems with this pickle jar.
- Hey, I'm home.
[ yawns ]
Henry-wayyy, I am tired...
So uh, I'm gonna hit the sack.
- Wait, Henry! - Hmm?
- Do you know anyone about your age,
about your height, who has a broken arm?
- What? I mean, uh--
I don't know why you're asking me that--
I was just-- I mean you can't--
This is a new sweater and it belongs to me.
- What is wrong with you? - Nothing! Okay.
I'm just--I'm tired! Alright.
Remember me stretching? Alright, I'm going to bed.
- It's five o'clock.
- Already? Whew!
I am plum-tuckered.
Goodnight everybody.
- Wait, honey... - Whaaaat?
- Can you open this pickle jar for me?
- Why can't dad do it?
- He tried. A lot.
But Piper called him a weakling.
So he's in the kitchen lifting weights
to prove he's strong.
- Well, maybe that'll make him stronger
so he can finally open the pickle jar.
Again, plum-tuckered. Goodnight.
- Henryyyy...
mamma hungry for pickles.
- Okay...I guess I'm opening the pickle jar...
with my hands...
- How else would you open a jar?
- No other way. Gotta use my hands.
Let's get this done. Lemme just real quick...
- Why are you doing it that? - This is what people do.
This is how they open it now. - Why don't you just now...
- What are you trying to do? - I'm totally fine...
- Will you stop fooling around. - Use both hands...
- Just open pickle jar. - The knees do the trick.
- You know how hands work? - You are worse than your dad.
- Use the pits. - What?
- Oh my god, it's the Playground Pooper!
- What?! - Really?!
- What did you do?! - I guess I dropped it.
Sorry. Technically it is open though.
And also, I'm really tired-- I'm going to bed.
- Hey Henry, come give me a spot.
- Uhh, Dad, I'm really tired.
So I'm gonna-- I'm gonna go to bed.
- Henry, give your father a spot.
- He asked you for a spot.
You gotta give him a spot.
- I guess I'm giving him a spot.
- You probably won't need to,
but if I can't lift this bar up, just help me a little bit.
- Got it.
- Okay, gonna do ten.
- Great.
- Piper, watch me! - Yeah, I'm watching...
- [ exhaling ] - Okay...
- G-g-g-g-g-g-g...
- Yeah you got it. You got it.
You got it. - Please help me...
- Okay... - G-g-g-g-g-g-g-
Please use both hands.
- Don't tell me how to spot, Dad!
-G-g-g-g-g-g- g-g-g-g-g-g-g...
ONE! Nine more to go!
- What?! No no no no no no no no!
- G-g-g-g-g-g... - [ grunting ]
- Listen up! Boys line up.
Girls sail on through.
- You're good...
Hm, you're good...
you're good...wait!
How's your arm? Broken? No?
Fine, get outta here.
You're good... - Piper? What are you doing?
- Checking boys for broken arms.
- Oh, uh...
- I know you're good. Get outta here.
Also, maybe change that sweatshirt sometime, Cowboy.
- Oh my god. - What are they doing?
- Tis ready! - For sooth!
- Good morrow, fair youth!
- Good morrow to yo-- I can't do this dude,
what's going on?
- Okay, here's the plan:
you go stand by the stairs.
We fling a basketball at you.
It hits you in your fake arm
and you pretend like it's broken.
[ laughs ]
It'll be a lot funnier than Charlotte's idea.
- Okay, but what if the basketball doesn't hit me--
- Aaaaaand break.
We are members of the Swellview Flinging Society!
- For sooth!
We doth fling many things, with our trebuchet!
- Wait! Oh, it's you.
- What are you doing?
- Checkin' for broken arms to find Kid Danger.
You can go ahead.
- You want to check my arm?
- I'm looking for Kid Danger
not the Playground Pooper.
- Hey hey hey hey hey! You guys, check it out.
- Hey pooper. - What's poopenin'?
- I know who the Playground Pooper is!
- So do we. - Yeah, it's you.
- No it's not! I go in toilets.
I've been potty trained for four years.
- Wait... - Just look at this...
This is the Playground Pooper
walking through some carnations
and I'm allergic to carnations.
So it can't be me! - Those look like roses.
- What?!
- Yeah, those are North American Sugar roses, bro.
I know my flowers.
- He does. He went to flower camp.
- Yeah dude, it was sick.
- No!
- Here ye, here ye!
The flinging is about to commenceth!
Everyone should stand
where they are supposed to stand.
- I gotta go.
- Everyone! Be-eth most careful.
For when yon basketball be sh*t,
it traveleth so fast,
it mayeth break someone's arm.
[ applause ]
- Hold it right there, fancy pants!
Not you, L'Orange!
What the heck is goin' on here?!
- We be the Swellview Flinging Society.
- We are flingers. We fling.
- Well go do your flinging somewhere else!
These kids should be in classrooms
pretending to listen to their teachers.
- Look, you wanna fling a basketball at a wall?
- 'Course I do, get outta my way.
- Allow me to explaineth--
- Relax, Leonardo.
I've used a trebuchet in a school before.
- Okayeth, but let me aim-- - Fire in the hall!
- Ahhh!
I was never here!
- Okay, no, no, no!
Ahhh!
Charlotte just pulled off my real arm!
The next time you see me I'll probably have a cast.
- This arm is fake! This is a fake arm.
- What? - It's a fake arm.
- Why are you wearing a fake arm?
What are you hiding?! - Hey, Piper.
- Take this off! What is wrong with you?
[ gasps ]
- You've got a broken arm!
- Oh my god, Henry Hart is Kid Danger!
- So much better than my plan.
- My brother is Kid Danger.
But my brother is gross.
So Kid Danger is gross?!
But I love Kid Danger! So I love my brother?!
Ahhhhh!
- Why were you hiding your broken arm?
We have a right to know!
- Listen everybody! Listen!
Stop poking me! I'm not--
I'm not Kid Danger! Okay?!
Stop poking me! Stop poking me, Melvin!
Okay, I have the arm!
I get to speak now!
- Shhhh!
- Thank you.
Now as I was saying...
I am not Kid Danger--
- Prove it! - I will prove it Melvin...
as soon as I...
think of something.
- Come with me to the janitor's closet!
- I will be back with answers...
Until then...
Melvin has the arm.
What is it Jasper?!
- Alright, take a look at this footage
of the Playground Pooper again.
- Dude we're just messing with you.
We know you're not the Playground Pooper.
- I know I'm not.
But what if you are? - But I'm not!
- But what if you are...
- But I'm not. - But what if you are...
- But I'm not. - But what if you are...
- What are you talking about?!
- Just watch this footage.
- Yeah we've all seen the footage.
- You got a big problem on your hands.
- I know that, thank you.
- Guys, listen!
What if Henry was the Playground Pooper?
- That's impossible, it's you.
- No it's not!
- Heya! - Ahhh!
- How'd you get in there?!
- Wasn't easy.
I have an idea that will solve all of Henry's problems.
- So do I! - Clog it, Pooper.
Whaddaya got, Schwoz?
- We set off a memory wave
and everyone within a three block radius
has no memory of any of it.
Or anything else in their lives.
- I mean maybe. - It is simple.
- Yeah but what's funny about it?
Like...when am I going "haha"?
- Guys! I have a solution and it's really funny.
Okay there's been a lot of speculation today
that Henry is Kid Danger.
- He is! - He's not!
But he does have something he wants to announce.
- I don't know if I can-- - Henry Hart everyone!
- Thank you. I...
Oh. Right.
My sister's podium.
Glad that's here.
- And a microphone.
Thank you, L'Orange.
And a sign language interpreter.
Great.
Okay, I know that there's a lot of speculation
that, due to my broken arm, I am Kid Danger.
- Ahhh!
- But the fact of the matter is
I'm NOT Kid Danger
because...
I am, well...
I am the Playground Pooper.
- So you're Kid Danger AND the Playground Pooper?!
- What?! No no no no no no no...
No. I'm just...
the Playground Pooper.
- Okay this is funny.
- Prove it! Prove it!
Prove it, prove it! Prove it...
- As you can see
in this security camera footage of me...
doin' what I love...
It's time stamped. Which proves
that at the exact same time that Kid Danger--
WHOEVER HE IS--
was getting his arm broken by Doctor Karaté...
I was on the playground--
- Poopin'?
- Yes Melvin, thank you. I was poopin'.
- Ohh... - That's disgusting.
- So obviously... I uh...
I'm not Kid Danger, okay?
Please respect my privacy as I seek help
during this difficult time, thank you.
- Wait!
How did you break your arm then?
- Oooh. - Ahhhh.
- Yes. How did I break my arm?
After I... did my thang...
I slipped.
- On poop?! - Yes, Melvin.
On poop.
- Henry's the Playground Pooper
and he slipped on his own poop and broke his arm!
[ laughter ]
- No one likes you, Melvin. No one likes you.
- No further questions.
05x08 - Broken Armed and Dangerous
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After school, Henry becomes Kid Danger: Captain Man's superhero sidekick.
After school, Henry becomes Kid Danger: Captain Man's superhero sidekick.