- ♪ Timmy is an average kid ♪
♪ That no one understands ♪
♪ Mom and Dad and Vicky
always giving him commands ♪
- Bed, twerp!
- ♪ The doom and gloom
up in his room ♪
♪ Is broken instantly ♪
♪ By his magic little fish
who grant his every wish ♪
♪ 'Cause in reality,
they are his… ♪
♪ OddParents,
Fairly OddParents ♪
- ♪ Wands and wings!
- ♪ Floaty, crowny things! ♪
- ♪ OddParents,
Fairly OddParents ♪
♪ Really mod, pea pod,
buff bod, hot rod ♪
♪ Obtuse, rubber goose,
green moose, guava juice ♪
♪ Giant snake, birthday cake,
large fries, chocolate shake! ♪
♪ OddParents,
Fairly OddParents ♪
♪ It flips your lid
when you're the kid with ♪
♪ Fairly OddParents! ♪
- Yeah, right!
[soft dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[dramatic electronic music]
♪ ♪
- He's gaining on us.
- Chester, A.J., surrender!
♪ ♪
- Whoa. That's it
on the Mexican brunches.
♪ ♪
- Hurry. We've got to get
this component to my house.
- Almost there!
♪ ♪
[both screaming]
♪ ♪
- Hello!
Genius with the last hope for
humanity dangling for his life!
♪ ♪
- A.J., go!
I'll stay here
and hold him off.
- But--
- Go!
Before it's too late!
♪ ♪
[shouts]
[beep]
♪ ♪
[metallic clang]
Now I know why I never
got these things taken off.
♪ ♪
Ha!
You'll never stop us!
Hey, he stopped me.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[glass shatters]
[beep]
- Now I can go
back to the past
and make sure none
of this ever happens.
♪ ♪
- You thought you were going
to use your time travel belt
to return Dimmsdale
to its former glory,
didn't you?
[laughs]
Think again.
Last two apprehended,
Your Majesty.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- No.
There's still one more,
but now that I have
the time travel belt,
I know exactly where
to find him in the past.
And once I find him,
there will be
no one left to stop me!
Me, Vicky,
supreme ruler of the Earth!
[laughs]
[laughing]
I'm so happy!
I can't wait
to babysit Timmy today.
Let's see if I have
everything I need
to ensure the proper amount
of quality child supervision.
Ear cleaner,
nostril scrubber…
And painful,
high-speed clothes dryer.
[soft upbeat music]
♪ ♪
And that's
everything I need
to make his life terrible
and my life fun!
I just hope in my heart
that someday,
I'll be able to make
the whole world miserable.
But for now,
my hate belongs to Timmy.
Me, Vicky,
supreme ruler of hating Timmy!
[laughs]
[coughing]
- Hello, Dimmsdale.
I'm Chet Ubetcha
with today's Editorial,
which technically makes it
a Chet-i-torial.
Television--it can help,
and it can hurt.
But can it help hurt?
Is it causing kids to do
stupid and violent things?
Take, for example,
the wildly popular
animated kung fu monster
training card series,
"Maho Mushi."
Is it causing kids to do
stupid and violent things?
[both scream]
- My legs!
- My arms!
- ♪ Maho Mushi,
Maho Mushi, Maho Mushi ♪
[quirky dramatic music]
- [shouts]
My neck!
- Maho Mushi!
[all scream]
[heavy metal music]
- My gosh!
This is a cool show!
- Let me answer my own
rhetorical question
with a nonrhetorical yes!
But on the bright side,
we can all take solace
that the day will never come
that a child
could imitate this.
[all screaming]
- [laughing]
- [laughing]
I can't believe
the day has come
that we can imitate this!
Whoo-hoo!
And I would never
be able to do it
without you guys.
- Yeah, but are you sure
you know what you're doing?
- Of course.
I know "Maho Mushi" better than
any show on television.
- I can't believe
you never thought to wish
for the "Maho Mushi"
kid crusher before.
[dramatic music]
[screaming]
- Timmy, I don't know.
Watching dangerous stunts
on TV is one thing,
but performing them
in real life
feels really dangerous.
- What makes you say that?
[screaming]
Wanda, I wish for
the banzai bubble!
♪ ♪
- Finally! I'm a shoe-in
to win cleanest office,
the one trophy I'll have
that my archenemy
Dinkleberg won't.
- [screaming]
[glass shattering]
- Congratulations, Turner.
You win the cleanest off--
good heavens!
Dinkleberg, quick.
Take this.
And the raise
that goes with it.
- Neat!
- [growls]
Dinkleberg.
- This is the hardest home
I've ever had to sell,
but here you go,
Mr. Joel.
Here are the keys
to your new glass house.
- Thanks. You know,
I didn't want to buy this,
but you really
wore me down.
- Just don't throw any stones.
[chuckles]
Once I hand you
the keys,
it's not my problem anymore.
- [screaming]
- I'll get a broom.
♪ ♪
- Honey, our son just bounced
wildly through my office,
destroying everything!
Have you seen him?
- Yes, and he just destroyed
the house I was about to sell.
- [screaming]
Uh, ta-da?
[cats yowling]
[ominous music]
- You wouldn't be able
to do this
if I had the "Maho Mushi"
parent puncher!
- Excellent.
Mine for the taking.
[siren wailing]
[suspenseful music]
- So, you want to have
our coffee here?
- Sure. I brought
a whole bunch of donuts.
We can sit on the dumpster
for hours and hours
and talk about life.
Mom and Dad:
You could have k*lled yourself!
- "Maho Mushi," "Maho Mushi,"
"Maho Mushi," "Maho Mushi,"
"Maho Mushi," "Maho Mushi,"
"Maho Mushi," "Maho Mushi,"
- [roaring]
- Ew. Is this
what you were imitating?
- It's dictator week
on the Biographical Channel,
Channel
on Dimmadelphia Cable.
See if you have what
it takes to be a dictator.
- [shouts]
Must…watch…"Maho Mushi."
- Honestly, Timmy,
someday you're going
to have to grow up.
You're not a baby anymore,
you know.
- You dented a ,
destroyed Mr. Joel's
glass house,
and worse,
Dinkleberg won my plaque!
- Fetch, Dinkledog!
[dog barking excitedly]
Hi, Turner!
Better luck next month.
- [growls]
Dinkleberg.
[quirky dramatic notes]
- [shouts]
I was watching that!
- Timmy, if we can't trust you
not to imitate television,
maybe you can't be trusted
to even watch television.
- You're grounded, mister.
And that means no TV,
either!
- What?
You can't do that to me!
- Ha!
Not without help.
- That's why we had
Vicky come over,
to make sure you don't
watch any television
while we go out.
- [hisses]
- Yeah.
Because we're not grounded!
- Hi, Mr. And Mrs. Turner.
Don't worry.
The only thing Timmy's
gonna watch while I'm here
is his mouth.
- [screams]
No!
Don't leave me with her!
She's evil!
both: Evil?
- Uh…uh…that's silly.
Would an evil person
bring gifts?
Wow!
A glass house that reminds me
of how furious I am at Timmy!
- Mm!
And this plaque is
twice as good as Dinkleberg's.
I should go gloat!
Bye!
- Now, then.
Did somebody say evil?
- [screams]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[pants]
Whew.
Oh, gee.
Mom and Dad have grounded me
from watching TV.
Whatever is a boy
with fairies to do?
[pleasant music]
♪ ♪
- Uh, Timmy,
your parents said no TV.
And they left Vicky here
to make sure
you don't watch it.
- So? They didn't listen
to me about Vicky.
Why should I listen to them
about anything?
[cat yowls]
- Because they're your parents,
and you have to start
listening to them.
They only want
what's best for you,
and we're not always gonna
be around, you know.
- You're right, Wanda.
You're gonna stay right here
and make sure Vicky
doesn't see what I'm doing
while I wish for a magic remote
that works video and TV.
That way, technically
I'm not disobeying them.
Oh, nice loophole.
Who do you think you are,
Fairy Mason?
[wondrous music]
- You know, there are
easier ways to get on TV.
Have you considered
a slow-speed chase?
- Let's get televised.
♪ ♪
- I've got a bad feeling
about this.
- Quiet!
I'm watching Timmy.
- Cool!
I'm in the TV universe!
[upbeat rock music]
Wow! So many choices,
I don't know where to start.
♪ ♪
But since this thing
only has a channel up
and channel down button,
I guess we'll start
at channel one.
[fanfare]
♪ ♪
[upbeat jazz music]
Sweet!
I'm in "The Futurellis,"
the show about a futuristic
Italian American family.
The cool thing
about this show
is that all the characters
are robots.
The parents left their kids
with robots all the time.
Those robots try
to boss me around,
I'll just reprogram them.
- Hey, nice ship.
Be a shame
if something happened to it.
- Hey,
that cat owes me money!
- I'm good for it!
I only have three more lives!
I need two more days!
- Maria!
Stop this crazy thing!
- But why should I be
in just one show…
when I can be
in all of them?
♪ ♪
[simple upbeat music]
♪ ♪
I'm in "Carpet Critters."
I can't walk, talk,
eat solid foods,
or take care of myself
in any way.
I'm gonna have
baby adventures!
- [babbling]
- [gurgling]
- [sucking loudly]
- [shouting]
- Hey, what am I supposed to do
for the rest of the show?
Boy, this stuff writes itself.
- Where's he going?
- Ah, he's a baby.
He's going in his diapers.
And now he's going
number three.
[upbeat funky music]
- Cool.
Channel three.
This must be the home
of the show
where parents
are rarely seen.
Hey, Heavy Hal,
can I jam
with the band?
- Yo, yo, yo.
Join in the show.
♪ ♪
- Ha! You're playing
a pooper scooper!
- Ew.
I hope Timmy washes his hands.
- And those filthy kids.
[banging on door]
- Hey, squirt, open up!
- Cosmo, it's Vicky.
- Don't worry.
I have a plan.
Ok.
[fanfare]
[wondrous music]
♪ ♪
- What's going on in here?
- Leave me alone.
Can't you see
I'm watching television
in blatant disregard of
my parents' direct orders?
I mean, don't come in.
I'm naked!
- Ha!
You are so dead.
[laughs]
[strains]
- Nice.
- Well, she's gone, isn't she?
At least it can't
get any worse.
[dramatic music]
- You're mine now,
you reckless punk.
- Open up, Dinkleberg.
Eat that, Sheldon!
And look how shiny
my plaque is.
- [yelping]
- You're right.
That's one shiny plaque,
Turner.
Almost as shiny
as this one Vicky gave me.
- [screams]
My eyes!
[phone ringing]
- Hello?
Timmy did what?
- Turned on your TV
as soon as you left.
And that's not all.
He broke your vase…
precious family portrait…
torched your piano…
and wrote "My parents stink"
and "Dinkleberg rules"
on your living room wall!
[laughs]
Hello?
Can you hear me?
Hello.
both: Timmy!
- That twerp is gonna be
in so much trouble.
I should get my camera.
[laughs]
- Jonny Hunt,
we are in so much trouble.
♪ ♪
- [screams]
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
I'm on your side, Jonny Hunt.
My name's Timmy,
and I'm--
- Look out!
[all screaming]
We're doomed!
- Oh, no, we're not.
I wonder…
pause.
♪ ♪
And erase.
- Amazing!
Well done, son.
We could use a boy like you
on our adventure team.
- But I'm only ten.
You mean you'd let
an unsupervised minor
go on dangerous missions
without worrying
about his safety?
- Not without
a really dangerous w*apon.
- Cool!
I can't wait to show
this to Cosmo and Wanda.
[upbeat music]
[dramatic music]
[fanfare]
- Oh, man!
The TV universe
is great!
Did you see all that
great stuff I did?
Except for the part
with the pooper scooper,
it was awesome!
And check this puppy out.
- Timmy, be careful.
You're in the real world now.
That's a dangerous
adult w*apon.
- So what? Bazookas,
floating att*ck vehicles,
bouncing off airplanes.
As long as I have
you guys around,
nothing can hurt me.
- Right.
At least until you're older.
- Cosmo, shush.
- Older?
What's that supposed to mean?
- Uh…uh…
pay no attention
to the very muscular fairy
behind the shower curtain.
[screams]
Hot, hot, hot, hot!
[sighs]
- What do you mean, older?
What happens
when I'm older?
- Ah, Timmy, it's time
for a little talk
about something
we fairies like to call
the wands and the wings.
You see, when a mommy fairy
and a daddy fairy
love each other very much--
- Cosmo, no!
Not that speech!
- Oh, but I already
have the puppets out.
- Timmy, you know
that fairy godparents
are assigned to boys and girls
who need them most, right?
- Right.
Kids like me,
because my parents are busy
and my babysitter is,
well, evil.
- And because you're ten
and still young enough
to believe in fairies.
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
But there comes a point
when that little kid
becomes so grown-up…
[horn honks]
[rock music]
♪ ♪
They don't need magic anymore,
and their fairies are
called back to fairy world.
[bittersweet music]
♪ ♪
Once the fairies leave,
the child forgets
all about them
and all the remnants
of their magic
disappear forever
and the child grows up
just like everybody else.
- Bitter and angry
at the world.
- What?
You mean when I get older,
I lose you guys forever
and I forget I ever had you?
What else can go wrong?
[banging on door]
[Vicky laughing aggressively]
Uh, this isn't what
it looks like?
[ominous music]
- [screams]
- Turner, I decided to
give you a second chance and--
good heavens!
Dinkleberg,
catch this nicest house plaque
and the raise
that goes with it!
- Sweet. Fetch, Dinkledog!
[dog barks]
[dramatic music]
- [teeth chattering
and growling]
[bellows]
- Here, Vicky.
Take this.
We're going to have a word
with our irresponsible son.
- Have a nice violent talk.
I'll see you tomorrow.
[laughs]
- Hey, wait!
That's my remote!
- Which you deliberately used
to disobey us,
and then you
busted up the house
and wrote that lie
on the wall!
What is wrong with you?
- But it's not my fault.
It's Vicky's. She's evil.
She's always
being mean to me
and always getting me
into trouble.
- Oh?
Did she turn on your TV?
Did she give you this bazooka?
- Which I can't fire
at the Dinklebergs' house
because it's out of a*mo.
- Well, no.
- Then why should we believe
anything you say?
When I get back
from the a*mo store,
you are in a lot of trouble,
young man!
- Wow! I've never seen you
so miserable.
I should take another picture.
One for you…
and one for the internet.
[sheep bleats]
- They didn't believe me
about Vicky--again!
I am so sick of it!
- Aw, Timmy,
they're just trying
to raise you to be a mature,
responsible adult.
Everybody has
to grow up sometime.
- Not the Futurellis.
Not Heavy Hal.
Not Jonny Hunt.
They've all been
the same age forever.
And if I was
a kid forever,
I'd never have
to lose you guys!
- Oh, I don't like
where this is going.
- Neither do the puppets.
- I do.
It's going into television…
where nobody ever grows up
ever.
I wish I had another
magic remote.
I'm running away,
and I'm running away
into television!
[dramatic music]
- [grunts]
Uh, how long have I been out?
♪ ♪
The remote.
There's still time.
- Don't bother looking for me
because you'll never,
ever, ever find me.
- Evur!
What?
It helps with the drama.
- Goodbye forever!
♪ ♪
- Stop.
Wait!
♪ ♪
- Well, we got the a*mo.
[both gasp]
- "Goodbye forever"?
He's gone!
- [gasps]
And he misspelled "ever."
Oh, but he can spell
Dinkleberg just fine!
♪ ♪
- [screams]
[pleasant music]
[birds singing]
Where am I?
- ♪ La la la la la ♪
♪ La la la la ♪
[birds singing]
- Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee!
- Hi. I'm Paula Poundcake,
and this is Pup Tart.
- [barks cheerfully]
[barks in terror]
- And I'm Donnie Donut,
and even though I'm a boy,
I still think
this place is swell.
all: Our icing is nicing!
- Are you made of licorice?
- Get back,
you frosted freaks!
Back!
all: Ooh!
- If my parents don't care
what I have to say,
I'm going where nobody cares
about what adults have to say.
- Kentucky?
- Nope!
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
The kid from
"The World of Walnuts."
This will be
a perfect place to live.
- Yeah.
They don't even show adults
on this cartoon.
- Oh, and look.
We landed right in the middle
of their Hanukkah special.
[playing "Havah Nagilah"]
♪ ♪
- It's the great menorah,
Chuckie Black.
Oh.
- Blah blah blah
blah blah blah.
- What?
No, I didn't hurt him.
- Blah blah blah
blah blah.
- No, really.
He fainted.
- Blah blah.
- Do we have
to involve the police?
[siren wailing]
- Apparently, that's a yes.
- I should have known
parents would ruin this place,
too.
Come on!
♪ ♪
- But--but--but
I want to see
the Great Menorah
appear in
the bagel patch.
[upbeat music]
- Now, this is more like it.
Fighting alongside
the Space Vector
and his army of intergalactic
kid crime-fighters.
- What's perfect about this?
I'm a monkey in a mask!
Why does a monkey
need a secret identity?
So nobody knows
I'm a monkey?
Should my tail
have a mask?
- Wait.
Is this another show where
kids get dangerous weapons?
- Just this ghost gauntlet.
But don't worry.
It's perfectly safe.
♪ ♪
all: Oops.
[all scream]
- Oh, no! We're in
the airless vacuum of space
without helmets!
- Wanda and I
don't have to breathe
because we're magic,
but you're doomed.
[laughs]
- No, I'm not.
In this show, the laws
of nature don't apply.
Watch.
See? There's nothing
to worry about.
[clang]
- Timmy Turner, don't move.
[beep]
[dramatic music]
- Who is that guy,
and how does he even
know who I am?
- It's because your mask
isn't very good.
- "Space Vector"?
That's such a dumb show.
I totally know
that's a monkey.
What else is on?
[beep]
- Tonight, we'll discuss
the rising debt ceiling,
the trade deficit,
and a bunch of other stuff
you don't care about.
- "Politically Inaccurate"?
There's no v*olence
on that show.
Done!
- Let me explain this
in the most boring way I can.
[bell rings]
- [grunts]
- Wrestling!
Now, that's violent.
[giggles]
- Welcome back to…
♪ ♪
"Politically Inaccurate
Smashdown!"
[energetic music]
Let's prepare to debate!
[bell rings]
[cheers]
- Taxes are too high!
- Eat my right wing, punk!
[bell rings]
- Hey, this remote
changes things in there
and makes them
become real out here.
I wonder…
[angelic choir sings]
- Today,
we're giving away $ million!
[drumroll]
[fanfare]
Congratulations, Jerry.
You've won…
$ million!
- Awesome!
I'm gonna give it all
to charity.
- What?
Why can't that be me?
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
Wha--huh?
- And here's your money,
Jerry.
What's that?
Whoa, Jerry.
Bad news.
You're only .
You have to be to play.
- Darn it!
♪ ♪
- Huh?
Okey dokey.
Happy two additional birthdays,
Jerry.
- Huh?
I accidentally
hit fast-forward,
and this thing made me older.
Oh, my gosh.
This remote
can do anything!
- You are right!
And now that you're
and have your million dollars,
what are you going
to do next?
- "Dictator Week"?
I'll tell you
what I'm gonna do next--
Get to the Biographical Channel
and change history
so that I can
take over the world!
[laughs evilly]
- Jerry seems really happy.
And on fire!
- Can't…reach…wand.
- Can't…stop thinking…
about ham.
- Can't…stand speaking…
in short bursts…
of dialogue.
- Surrender the remote,
and I'll send you back home.
- Never!
[straining]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[laugh track laughter]
- Where are we?
- Flint, bones, meat.
Oh, my gosh.
We're in "The Meatflints."
- Exactly.
Hey,
since outer space was lame,
maybe we can trying being
a modern stone-age family.
- [squawks]
- Oh, all right!
It's a bird
and a remote control!
[cat snoring]
I wonder what
this gadget does.
[cat roars]
[yelps]
It eats!
♪ ♪
- [screams]
[energetic music]
- Hey, didn't we already
run past that couch,
chair, and lamp?
[laugh track laughter]
- Eh, it's a cycle.
[laugh track laughter]
♪ ♪
[cat growls]
- I don't understand.
If the cars are
powered by feet,
shouldn't we just keep running?
- Aren't feet also
powered by feet?
- This place is lame!
I don't want to live
in a world
where your household
appliances can eat you
and they have to use
the same background
over and over again!
[dragon shrieks]
[all screaming]
♪ ♪
- Surrender,
Timmy Turnstone!
- He's gaining on us!
We have to move faster!
We'll have to get
to the next channel,
where everything is fast.
- Uh, we're gonna
need more feet!
♪ ♪
[engine revving]
♪ ♪
- Absolutely not.
You cannot race
in this race.
It's much too dangerous.
- But, Pop, I must.
I must race in this race.
I am a racer.
I race with speed,
and racing with speed
is what I must do.
Ah! Ooh! Ah!
♪ ♪
- This is a very
dangerous race.
Many of you will not
make it out of this race alive.
And that is why we are
broadcasting it live
around the world.
♪ ♪
- Huh?
[yelps]
- Go, racers, go!
Ah! Ooh! Ah!
[tires screeching]
♪ ♪
- [screaming]
♪ ♪
- You!
Get away from me.
Ooh! Ah! Ooh!
[engine revving]
[yelps]
♪ ♪
- Stop.
I just want to talk to you.
- Yeah, sure.
Why should I believe you?
You're an adult,
which means you're not a child,
and if you're not a child,
you're an adult.
And if you're an adult,
that means I shouldn't
listen to you.
Ooh! Ah! Ooh!
[screams]
♪ ♪
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- Oh, great.
I'm a monkey again.
Where's my mask?
The world will know
who I am!
♪ ♪
- Timmy, look out!
Ah! Ooh! Ah!
♪ ♪
- [screams]
♪ ♪
[cheers]
all: Ooh!
all: Ah!
- [chuckles]
Yeah!
Now, this is more like it.
- How could you
race in this race?
You're too young to race
in this very dangerous race.
You could have
gotten yourself k*lled!
You need to grow up!
Ooh! Ah! Ooh!
- Bah. If I wanted
to get screamed at by an adult,
I could have
stayed at home.
♪ ♪
[bats screeching]
Sweet.
This will be a perfect
place to live.
Our ride should be here
right about now.
It's Snooper Gog
and the Clue Crew!
- Are those kids
even old enough to drive?
- Nope!
And even though
they're teenagers,
their parents let them
drive around solving mysteries
with a talking dog.
- Put the shizzle
in the fuzznizzle, y'all.
- I'm sorry.
What?
[all scream]
- Subwhizzle.
Fuwizzle.
Snuthizzle.
- Does anybody understand
what that dog is saying?
- He's saying, "Like, run!"
- [roaring]
[all scream]
[energetic music]
♪ ♪
- [screams]
- [roars]
[all scream]
- ♪ Kooky spooky,
kooky spooky haunted house ♪
♪ Oogie boogie mooky pookie
haunted house ♪
♪ Boogie, boogie, boogie,
boogie, bah ♪
- Yeah, it's a chase scene.
[both grunt]
- ♪ Kooky spooky,
ookey tooky haunted house ♪
♪ Smookie sukie… ♪
- [yelps]
Can't see! Can't see!
[screams]
- ♪ Spooky moogie
toogie boogie bah ♪
- I knew if I came here,
you'd help me solve the mystery
of who's been chasing me.
- Now let's see who
this monster really is.
- Although
I already have an idea.
all: A guy in a mask?
- [straining]
Uh!
all: Aah!
- Like, what the heck
was that, Snoop?
- Yo, man. I don't have
all the answers, y'all.
A.J.: I'm sorry,
Mr. And Mrs. Turner,
but Timmy's not here.
We haven't seen him
since school.
- Why'd he run away, anyway?
- Well, we told him he couldn't
watch television anymore.
- You fiends! He should
have gotten rid of you
when he had the chance!
- And then he was trying
to tell us
a ridiculous story about Vicky
being an evil babysitter.
- Chester, A.J.,
is there something
you want to tell us?
- Do you think
Vicky's evil?
- Nope. No way.
She's the greatest
babysitter ever,
and I'm not just
saying that
because she has
hidden cameras everywhere.
Ha ha!
- No! No!
This is our chance!
We can finally tell
the world about Vicky!
Listen to me, you.
Vicky is--
Aah!
Vicky is--[screams]
Vick--[screams]
Oh, never mind.
Oh, boy! Cheese!
- Our little boy is
out there somewhere.
We have to find him.
- And we will, honey.
We will, but first…
Mine!
- Hey! Aah!
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
- Awesome!
This is gonna be great!
- What's so great
about this show?
- Are you kidding?
I'm in the world
of Blackbird
and Sparrow.
[exciting music]
In this world,
I can put on this supercool
crime-fighting suit…
- Neat!
- Hyah!
- Aah!
- That gives my tiny
enhanced strength and agility.
And best of all,
with my secret identity,
nobody will know
who I am.
This place rocks!
I should have thought about
living here a long time ago.
both: Aah!
- You!
- Your channel surfing
days are over.
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
- Ugh! Aah!
Unh! Unh!
Aah!
[both grunt]
Cool. The birdcage--
Blackbird's secret,
paper-lined headquarters.
Unh!
Nice try, pal.
I'm not afraid
of you here.
On this show,
the good guy always wins.
- You young fool,
don't you understand?
I am the good guy!
- What?
An older version of me?
That's impossible!
You can't be me!
I'm not supposed to get older!
Get away from me!
Pause!
[fanfare]
I don't get it.
If I'm the good guy,
and he's me,
who's the bad guy?
- The twerp is here, too?
Not for long.
[suspenseful music]
- What? Huh?
Where am I?
- That's a good question.
If you're supposed
to be me,
why don't you know
where you are?
- I--
- Pause!
- Timmy, he's you
as a grownup.
He doesn't remember
anything to do
with the fact
that he had fairies.
He probably doesn't
even remember
he wished
for the remote.
- Stop that.
You've got to
listen to me.
We've got to stop her.
- Who her?
And where are you from?
It's time you told me
what's going on.
- Time.
Time is the key word.
My world is ruled by an evil
dictator who can't be stopped.
[martial music]
♪ ♪
I was part
of the resistance.
I had secretly inserted myself
amongst the ranks
of her security forces
to gain her trust.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
When word leaked to her
about a resistance attempt
to travel back in time
and change history,
I knew I…
had to be the one
to go back.
[dramatic music]
I knew in my heart
that that remote
is what gave her the power
to take over the world.
We have to destroy it
before she finds it.
- We? Ha ha!
I'm not leaving.
I'm not going anywhere.
- You have to.
Without us,
the future will remain
a desolate wasteland.
- Whatever.
I'm never gonna grow up,
and I'm gonna
stay here forever,
so it's not
my problem.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- [laughs]
- There's two remotes?
- Check out the fun,
destructive things
you find lying around
a stately mansion.
- For the record, I could
have done that at any time.
Now…run!
[all screaming]
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- In retrospect,
maybe hanging
a gigantic headquarters
by a small metal ring
wasn't such
a cool idea.
- You think?
Timmy: No!
She's ruining everything!
- So long, suckers!
I'm off to dictator week
and then to take over
the world!
[laughs]
- Thanks for the save.
- Hey. You're a hero now.
That's what heroes do.
You ready to stop Vicky
and save the world?
[triumphant music]
- I am now!
Let's go.
[exciting music]
- My stuff.
Curse you, Quizzner!
Dad: And then he
just ran away.
- He was so upset
about your daughter, Vicky,
we thought maybe you two would
be able to tell us something.
- Like if she's evil?
[ominous music]
♪ ♪
- "Vicky is the kindest,
sweetest,
"and most thoughtful daughter
a parent could ask for."
If you see her,
could you tell her we said that
exactly the way she wrote it?
Please?
- Wow. Is it
that late already?
It's a shame
you have to leave
and--and never
come back.
- Timmy's missing?
He's gone?
- We're never going
to find him.
Why didn't we listen
to him?
- No, now, honey,
don't give up,
even though this is
all your fault.
You never know
when a clue
might come crashing
through the windshield.
- "If you want more
information about Vicky
"and why Timmy ran away,
"meet me at
the following address
in minutes.
Signed"…
both: "Deep Toot"?
- Heh heh heh!
What? Deep Toot.
Come on.
That's hilarious!
[upbeat rock music]
[laid-back music]
- [laughs]
- Hi, kids. I'm Jeff!
Ignore the shaving cut
and the five o'clock shadow.
I'm really a kid
just like you.
Hey. Let's go find
some hints…
Some Clint's hints!
Come on!
- Why are those pink
and green characters
following us everywhere?
- Oh.
They're my goldfish.
They accidentally fell
into the TV with me,
and they change
just like we do?
- Makes as much sense
as anything else here.
- Wow! I'm as gullible as any
other adult when I grow up.
I mean, oh, no!
A Vicky print.
You know what that means.
- A footprint.
That's a hint!
A Clint hint!
Now we have a clue
as to where Vicky might be!
[laughing]
- Ok. We're on channel
right now.
- Right, and she's heading
for the Biographical Channel,
which is .
- And "Maho Mushi" is on .
- Now, that I remember--
Stupid, violent,
which is why I watched it
every day.
Come on. We have
to focus on the mission.
We have to stop Vicky.
[violin music]
She's already been
through here.
[mischievous music]
- What makes you say that?
- Be careful.
With that remote,
she could be anywhere
or anything.
[suspenseful music]
- Wow! A walking lamp
with a hammer!
You don't see many
of those anymore.
[playful music]
♪ ♪
[clicks]
[all screaming]
[dramatic fanfare]
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
- Wow! You don't see cartoon
v*olence like that anymore.
- k*ller ironing boards, too.
Those things
are really rare.
[exciting music]
[playful music]
Hey! That's violent, too.
Didn't they have
censors back then?
- Aah!
[whistle blows]
[exciting music]
- Aah!
Aah! Aah! Aah!
Aah!
[ominous music]
- It's amazing
how much imitatable v*olence
they showed
back in the s.
- I know. Everyone knows
how dangerous mousetraps are.
Oh! Oh, boy! Cheese!
♪ ♪
[all scream]
[all scream]
[all scream]
[all screaming]
And furniture made from dogs!
This place has got everything!
[sneaky music]
♪ ♪
Eh…
What's up, dork?
- She went that way.
[festive music]
♪ ♪
[dismal music]
♪ ♪
- She's already been here,
and she's destroyed Christmas.
- Eww! We're elves?
- We've been demoted.
- My name is Comet.
What do you two elves
think you're doing?
Clean up this mess
while I go and make fun
of that freak
with the glowing red nose.
- Wow.
On this show,
even the adult
animals mess things up.
[blows whistle]
[reindeer cheering]
- You know, I remember
this show being a lot nicer.
[farting noises]
- Ah! And a lot cleaner.
Watch where you step.
- Oh, boy! Chocolate!
- I wouldn't
if I were you.
[festive music]
♪ ♪
- Hey! I'm alive!
Happy birthday!
[screaming]
[dogs barking]
- I remember this.
This is that
Christmas special
that I used to watch
every year with my parents.
- You remember doing stuff
with Mom and Dad?
- Yeah. I remember opening
presents on Christmas morning.
I also remember
coloring Easter eggs
and the time I broke
the Dinklebergs' window
with my baseball.
both: And dad was so proud.
Man, our parents.
- Yeah. I--
I wonder if they even
know I'm gone.
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
- It's :.
Where's Deep Toot?
- [chuckling]
[whistling]
[ominous music]
- Are you Deep Toot?
- [chuckles]
- Yes, I am.
Your babysitter, Vicky,
she's meaner than you know.
The vase, the picture,
the piano.
Vicky ruined them all
and blamed Timmy.
- Guh! Hey!
She's key-scratching
"Vicky was here" on my car!
I punished Timmy
for key-scratching
"Vicky was here" on my car.
Why would she do that?
- Some say it's to make parents
think their kids are horrible
so they'll hire her more often.
- Guh!
Leaping leg holes!
She's using my underwear
to clean the toilets.
- And I punished
Timmy for that
by making him
eat chocolate,
which, in retrospect, isn't a
very good punishment after all.
- Unless it's that
reindeer chocolate.
- Some say she's insane.
Me, I think it's
because she's evil.
I think she's icky--
Icky with a V.
- Guh! Wait a minute.
Chip Skylark's
hit song, "Icky Vicky,"
suddenly makes sense.
- Oh, my gosh!
Timmy was right.
Vicky is terrible.
Oh, Deep Toot,
how can we ever thank--
- She's gone!
- We should have
listened to Timmy.
- You have to tell him
you're sorry,
and wherever he is,
wherever he's hiding,
we know one thing for sure…
both: He's watching television.
- Deep Toot.
Ha ha! Oh, man!
Oh, that kills me.
Who was that girl
anyway?
- I don't know,
but she left this.
"I am not Vicky's sister."
both: Hmm.
[upbeat rock music]
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- I don't understand.
Why would Vicky run in here?
- This is the longest running
animated show on television!
Vicky could be in any
of these episodes.
- The nuclear plant.
- [laughing]
- Oh, no!
I can't stop her myself.
As much as it kills me
to say this,
I need adult help.
- [guffawing]
- Hey!
Daddily daddily
diddily diddily diddily
diddily diddily daddily.
- [burps and farts]
- Aw, come on!
Is every adult
in this show a moron?
- [laughing]
[buzzing]
[metal creaking]
[dramatic music]
- Aah!
♪ ♪
[triumphant fanfare]
- Come on!
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[cheery music]
[fanfare]
- Nice moves.
- Thanks. I learned those
at your age.
Ugh!
Agh!
Ugh!
- What's wrong with him?
- It's this channel.
It makes all the adults
even stupider.
Come on!
[bubbling]
[playful music]
[upbeat rock music]
♪ ♪
[laid-back music]
- Today's show has been brought
to you by the letter "V."
[laughs]
Aah! Aah!
[sneaky music]
♪ ♪
- This way. Quick!
- I've never felt
more alive.
Get it? Felt. Felt!
- Aah! Unh!
- Unh! Unh!
- Ohh!
- Wee! Aah!
[upbeat rock music]
♪ ♪
[hard rock music]
♪ ♪
- Now where are we?
- Channel .
We're on the end credits
for "Adolescent Genetically
Altered Karate Cows."
The next program
is "Maho Mushi."
Hang on to the credits.
They'll pull us
right into the show.
- Wow!
These credits are moving fast.
- They're animation credits.
They go really fast because
nobody cares about them.
[dramatic fanfare]
[ominous music]
- Say "the end," twerp!
[beeps]
- Aah!
- Timmy!
- Yaah!
[triumphant music]
♪ ♪
Thanks.
Man, I'm a lot less selfish
in the future, aren't I?
It's all part
of growing up, kid.
[swelling tender music]
Unh!
[dramatic music]
- Wait! What's going on?
- She's damaged
my time travel belt.
It's the only thing keeping me
tethered to the present.
♪ ♪
- We interrupt this program
for a sudden cancellation!
- No!
[beeps]
- Aah!
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- It's up to you now.
You can stop her
in "Maho Mushi,"
You can change the future.
- But if I change my future,
then you won't exist.
- Sure I will,
and I'll exist
in a future worth getting to.
You can do it, Timmy.
You're a great kid.
I know.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- No. Come back. Please.
Please!
Aah!
Every time there's
something cool in my life,
every time,
Vicky ruins it!
And I'm not gonna let her
ruin anything else.
There it is,
"Maho Mushi."
- Uh, but you're not
in that show.
[triumphant fanfare]
- I am now!
Oh, wait.
Top billing. Much better.
[triumphant music]
[harp flourish]
[twangy country music]
- Welcome to the offices
of Dimmadelphia Cable.
I'm Doug Dimmadome,
owner and president.
What can I do
for you two
while I'm waiting
for security
to show up
and throw you out?
- Oh, please, Mr. Dimmadome.
Our son, Timmy, ran away
because we didn't
believe him
when he said that
Vicky was evil.
- What? Haven't you ever heard
of that Chip Skylark song--
"Icky Vicky"?
- ♪ Hey, Vicky,
you're so, so icky ♪
♪ Just the thought
of being around you ♪
♪ Makes me oh, so sicky ♪
- What'd you think
that song was about anyway--
Pumpkins?
- Yes.
- We have to get
a message to Timmy
and let him know
we're sorry.
- Timmy, eh?
Well, he did help me
find my long-lost son,
but then again,
he tried to thwart
my attempt
to bulldoze Dimmsdale Flats.
He also got in the way
of me getting
the Striker-Z race car.
Then again, it was
a screaming metal deathtrap.
On the other hand…
- Oh. Come on.
While he's babbling
incoherently
in that odd
Southern drawl,
let's get a televised message
to Timmy!
What do you think
he's watching?
Well, whatever it is,
it's smartly written,
well thought out,
and highly educational.
[buzzes]
[martial music]
♪ ♪
[cheers]
- Here we are--
the super violent world
of "Maho Mushi."
- How can anything
this small and adorable
be that super and violent?
You should start
listening to me more.
- Okay. This is it--
the last channel
before channel .
We have to stop
Vicky right here,
or she's gonna get
to the next channel
and take over the world.
- Ladies and gentlemen,
time for the super
violent action-danger
of "Maho Mushi"!
[upbeat electronic music]
- Ha-yee!
- Vicky?
Mishaka!
- Banzai bubble!
[exciting music]
You think you can stop me here?
Ha! This is the kind
of super violent
Japanese action show
where I learn all
of my evil
babysitting techniques.
- Forget it, Vicky.
The only way you're
getting out of here
is over my cold, unmoving,
limited-animation body.
♪ ♪
Miyazaki!
- Kurosawa!
♪ ♪
[dramatic music]
[laughs]
[growls]
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
Aah!
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[growls]
[growls]
Aah!
- Aah!
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
- Man, this show is great.
I wish we were watching it.
- Sushi!
Maho sushi!
- I'll take one.
- [grunts]
- I had to pick the one show
she knows as well as I do.
- As long as she has
access to our magic,
she's just as powerful
as you are.
- But if neither of us
had access to your magic,
I could b*at her
and b*at her for good.
- [screams]
- Look out!
- Cosmo and Wanda said,
when I get older
their magic goes away,
and my adult self couldn't
remember them at all.
I don't know exactly
when I'll start to forget them,
so I'll have to figure it out
one year at a time.
First, I'll have
to get back to normal.
Okay. Fast forward one year.
Age !
No good.
I still recognize them.
- Yaah!
- Aah!
"Maho Mushi" wall run!
One more year. Age !
I still recognize them.
Cool!
I'll still have Cosmo and Wanda
for a few more years.
- Aah!
[beeps]
- Cool. I'm .
Oh, no! An armpit hair!
Rats! I still recognize them.
- [shrieks]
[beeps]
- Focus. Driver's license.
You're not grown-up yet.
[beeps]
Who do I ask to the prom?
Not grown-up yet.
They're still there.
[beeps]
[beeping]
Wow. I can't remember anything.
So why am I running?
Aah!
- [laughs]
Say goodbye, twerp…
forever!
all: Aah!
both: Ooh!
- Aah!
[beeping]
- Hey, what's going on?
Why won't this
stupid thing work?
- Because Timmy is
too old for fairies.
[car horn honking]
- I got a call to pick up
a couple of fairies.
- Oh, no!
It's the fairy cab!
- But we can't leave Timmy.
- But the meter is running.
- "Maho Mushi"
kick-toss att*ck.
- Aah!
I should start listening
to her more.
- Uh!
- Whoa. Nice arena.
We playing the cougars again?
Hey, nice big head.
Are you the mascot?
[car horn honking]
- Cosmo, poof Timmy younger
before we have to get
in the cab and leave forever.
- [sighs]
Guess we got to do
this the hard way.
- Aah!
[farts]
- Too much.
- Sweet! I'm me again.
Why do my pants smell bad?
[dramatic music]
- I hope you enjoyed going
through puberty once,
'cause you're not
gonna do it again!
[dramatic music]
[beeping]
- Pause!
Erase!
- Hmm?
What?
Why can't I remember anything?
- And delete!
[triumphant music]
- Aaaaaaah!
Aah!
What happened?
I had the greatest dream.
I almost took over the world
and destroyed everybody.
Ow!
"Call the Turners"?
"You're dead"?
"I am not your sister"?
Who are you, Deep Toot?
[ominous music]
both: Help!
both: Aah!
This is Adam West saying
remember to buckle up.
- "Maho Mushi"
remote control fairy cab
door-close maneuver!
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
[triumphant fanfare]
- I got a call that
said a kid grew up
and don't need fairies no more.
- Do I look grown-up to you?
- Nah, but what do I know?
All you humans
look alike to me.
[crowd cheering]
all: Ahh!
Ooh!
Ahh!
[beeps]
[exciting music]
♪ ♪
- Hey, what's the matter,
Timmy?
You just b*at Vicky
and stopped her
before she could
take over the world.
- You should be happy.
- You'd think I would be,
right?
I'm even okay with growing up.
I mean, did you see what
a cool adult I'm gonna be?
But I only got that way because
my parents raised me right.
I mean,
in every show I visited,
the parents were
either complete idiots
or never around.
- Yeah. Your parents are
either one or the other,
never both.
- I know.
My parents are so mad at me,
they're gonna k*ll me
before I even get that old.
- Uh, hello?
- Huh? Mom?
Dad?
- We're desperately
trying to reach
our only son, Timmy.
- Timmy, we're sorry
we didn't believe you.
We were wrong.
- You had every right
to be angry with your mother,
but please, we just
want you to come home…
[echoing] because…
[swelling dramatic music]
♪ ♪
both: We love you!
- But I love you more.
[tender music]
- But he did ruin my chances of
moving the Ball Hogs to Alaska,
and I'd already bought
them blubber nuggets,
but they were chewy.
- Do you think
he heard the message?
[swelling dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- You bet, I did.
both: Timmy!
- Neat!
Our son has forgiven you,
and our family
is back together.
- Oh, how can we
ever thank you?
- By getting the heck
out of my office.
That kid's nothing but trouble.
But then again,
he did teach me
the greatest love of all
is inside of me.
Dad: So, Vicky,
what do you have
to say for yourself…
- In the face of this
overwhelming evidence
that you are
and have always been
an evil, lying,
troublemaking shrew?
- I'm sorry!
I blame television!
- Nice try.
What do you
take us for, idiots?
- Um…yes?
- Vicky, you're fired!
both: Yay!
- Those gleeful fish
are right to cheer.
You should've been
kinder to Timmy.
- You should've been
less violent to Timmy.
- And I've seen enough.
Pause!
- Uh, Timmy,
what are you doing?
- The only reason I got
you guys in the first place
is because I had
a mean babysitter.
I know I'll lose you
when I'm older,
so I'm not taking
any chances until then.
If that means
a few more years
of putting up with Vicky,
then it's totally worth it!
- Aw.
- Wow.
He loves us more
than he hates her,
and that's saying something.
- I wish these remote controls
never existed
and everybody forgot
that all of this ever happened.
[triumphant music]
- Ah!
Was I doing something
Timmy-related?
- How much cheese is
in that bracelet anyway?
- Were we doing
something Timmy-related?
Oh, boy! Cheese!
Mm.
- At last! I'm cured!
No more fairies!
For the first time
in my life,
I'm able to focus
on other things!
I figured out
cold fusion!
There's no limit to the good
I can do for humanity!
What the heck is this junk?
Was I about to help people?
That can only be
the work of…
fairies!
[laughing]
[serene music]
♪ ♪
- What are you doing, Timmy?
- Vicky got you digging
your own grave again?
- Nope. I'm just burying
a time capsule.
Everybody else may have
forgotten what happened,
but that doesn't mean
I have to.
I'm gonna grow up someday,
and I just want to make sure
I remember the things
that really meant
something to me.
And most importantly
when I grow up,
I want to make sure I don't
make the same mistakes
my parents made!
- Well, that's a long,
long time from now.
Come on.
It's a beautiful, sunny day,
the birds are singing,
and the future looks bright.
- Want to go inside
and watch TV?
- Duh!
- [sighs]
- Hey, daddy.
What's this?
- Hey. I remember this.
It's my time capsule.
Ah, well.
Time to go to work.
And time for your babysitter.
- Hi, Mr. Turner.
I'm here to babysit
the little targets--
I mean, the precious
gifts from above.
Ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha!
- Hmm.
There's something about this
that's familiar,
but I--
[beeping]
Whoops. Got to go.
I'm gonna be late.
Bye, Tammy.
Bye, Tommy.
- Have a memorable day,
Mr. Turner.
[ominous music]
both: No! Don't leave.
Take us with you!
- Like father, like son.
Tell me about it.
Well,
th-th-th-th-th-th-th-th--
- Cosmo, what's
the matter with you?
- Nothing.
It's just really cold in here.
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Series follows the adventures of Timmy Turner, a 10-year-old boy with two fairy godparents named Cosmo and Wanda who grant him wishes to solve his everyday problems.
Series follows the adventures of Timmy Turner, a 10-year-old boy with two fairy godparents named Cosmo and Wanda who grant him wishes to solve his everyday problems.