04x05 - Mini JB/Back from the Future

[bunniefuu]

- 1, 2, 3, huh!

Baby!

Sassy.

Studly.

Ooh. Check the pecs. Huh ha huh!

Man, i'm pretty.

Do the monkey with me.

Come on.

Hey there, baby.

Yeah, whatever.

- Oh, honey,

don't you just love

Volunteering at the nursery

And babysitting?

It's like checking out books

at the the library.

If you don't like it,

there's no commitment.

What could be better?

- Feelin' my hands.

- Now, johnny,

can't you just

Sit back and enjoy the sunshine?

- Hangin' with my mama

and a kid in the park

Ain't the same

as kickin' it at the beach

With a bunch of hot

bathing suit babes.

- Well, just use

your imagination.

- Ohhh, yeah.

If you want to view paradise,

simply look around and view it.

Come and get it,

beach bunnies!

- Dude! Nobody told me

there was a beach here.

Surf's up!

Maybe the ladies

want to see bravo in action.

Huh! Ha!

Maybe a little fun time, johnny?

- Oh, no!

Johnny, i forgot

the baby's teddy bumpkins.

- And your point is?

- I'll be back.

Just stay here

and watch the baby.

- Huh?

Watch it do what?

- [cooing]

- Ha ha ha! Baby.

So, i heard

you do tricks or somethin'.

Come on.

How 'bout roll over?

- [arf]

- Heel.

- [arf]

- Sit up.

- [arf]

- No, not spit up.

You know, you're not

very good at this.

- [crying]

- No, no, no, wait a second.

I didn't say cry.

What the--

get out of here, dog.

Can't you see i got

a cryin' baby here?

- [growling]

- D'oh!

Aw, man, come on, kid,

stop cryin', will ya?

Please stop cryin'.

- [cooing]

- There you go.

Now, let's try this again.

See, if you're hangin'

with johnny,

There's a few rules.

No spit-ups, no cryin',

and, uh, definitely no stinkies.

Got it?

And most important,

You gotta start

workin' it johnny style.

Now, look who's talkin'.

- Oh, my gosh,

what an adorable baby.

Is he yours?

- Well, of course he is.

He's got his daddy's eyes.

- And his smile!

- Well,

if you ever need any help

Or just someone

to meet in the park,

Call me.

- Uh, i saw them first.

- Not even.

- Totally.

- Nuh-uh.

- Bye-bye, baby.

- Bye, little munchkin-cakes.

- Hope to see you soon.

- How does 2:00 sound?

- Well, that was forward.

- A little brazen,

but i liked it.

- Ok.

- Ok.

- 2:00 it is.

- Give me 5, kid.

- Bleh.

- Uh, thanks.

I think.

Did you see that?

Those chicks were totally

Diggin' on our

baby-daddy action.

And if the ladies like

a little bravo baby,

They'll love

a lot of bravo baby.

Come on.

Nice.

That's one fresh-lookin' apple

from a fine, strappin' tree.

Huh!

Hold up, now, kid.

That action

ain't workin' for you.

We gotta smooth out your moves.

You see, kid,

you gotta strut your stuff.

Show those baby girls

what bravo men are made of.

go baby, go baby,

go, go, go, go baby

Now, shake it!

Follow my lead, kid.

shake, shake,

a-shake shake, shake it

a-don't break it

it took your mama

9 months to make it

- Oh, will you look at that?

- What a super-involved daddy.

- We'll set up a play date.

- Call me.

- Play date's at 2:00,

pretty mamas.

- Sweet, see you then.

- Now, kid, not to be mean,

But i've noticed

you're a little flabby,

A little squishy and wrinkly.

And i know

all the other kids are doin' it,

But my kid can do better.

Enough with the baby fat, baby.

If you're gonna be a bravo,

you've gotta have muscle.

So, here, lift this weight.

This?

Uh, how 'bout this?

That's it, kid,

feel the burn.

[toy squeaking]

Come on, baby, work it.

- That is so awesome.

- Baby and daddy workout.

I love it.

- Call me, and we'll do

a baby workout together.

- I'm great with babies.

- Then i'll see you buff babes

at, oh, let's say 2:00.

- You got it, daddy-o.

- Get ready

to work up a sweat.

- Kid, you know

how to work the magic.

Aw, this is great, kid.

We've got our play date

all lined up for 2:00

Complete with the sweet chicks,

buff babes, and hot mamas.

Huh, who knew a mini me

was all the babes

were pinin' for?

Hi, mama.

Hello, mama.

- Oh, johnny, there you are.

The baby's mom

is here to take him home.

- What?!

No, you can't take him now!

- Whoa, mama.

- Oh, johnny, who knew

you had such a thing for kids?

We gotta go.

Can you bring

all my baby stuff

home with you?

- Uh, yeah, mama,

i'll bring it allLater.

Hmm, needs a little somethin'.

I was savin' this lock of hair

for my biggest fan,

But what the hey.

Anything for the ladies.

[whistling]

Just in time.

- Yoo-hoo, johnny.

Is it time to play

with you and your sweetie?

- Why, yes,

but my baby is a-sleeping.

- Well, then,

do you need us all here?

- Like a doe needs a deer.

- And us?

- And us?

- What's the fuss?

- How about two mamas?

- Better than a pack of llamas.

[all]

- well, then, let's go.

- On with the show.

- Are you sure we can't

see your little pumpkin?

- Well, uh

- Are you crazy?

He's taking

his little nappy-nap.

You know you never

disturb nappy-nap.

- Yeah,

you never disturb nappy-nap.

- That's too bad,

'cause he's so cute.

- Just like his daddy.

- Those blonde locks.

- Those sweet moves.

- The sunglasses.

- The outfit.

- Come on, johnny,

can't we just take a peek?

- Yeah,

just a little peek-a-boo.

- Uh, um, baby bumpkins

will get cranky-wanky

If his nappy-wappy

isDisturby-wurbied.

- Just one look.

Johnny!

- What?

- The baby!

- Aw, forget about it.

That's no baby, it's--

- [gasp]

- The baby!

- [gasp]

- I can't find anything

on runaway babies

Or merry-go-round mishaps.

Who writes these things?!

- Make way!

Heroic deed in progress!

Well, hello, sweet and lovely.

- Uh, isn't that your baby?

[horns honking,

tires squealing]

- Oh, yeah.

[crash]

- Oh, great, a third eye.

- It's ok, bob.

I think

there's a cream for that.

- [gasp]

Yay!

- Oh, johnny.

- That was so awesome!

- You can look after

my child any time.

- You're just

the best daddy ever.

- How could you be so brave?

- We love you, johnny.

- Ladies, ladies,

Enough focus on johnny

And his truly amazing

amazingness.

'cause the real hero here is

This little fella.

- Oh, yeah, let's give it up

for the baby!

- What's that?

- Where's the baby?

- That's just

an empty bag of rice.

- What did you do to the baby?

- What kind

of lousy father are you?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

See, you got it all wrong.

I'm not the father.

- What?!

- Yeah, i'm just

a really cool guy

Who was baby-sittin' some kid

Until the real mom

took him back.

Then i used this sack of rice

To make you think

that i still had a baby.

Ha ha ha ha!

- Well, i

- Never.

- So, that makes it

all better, right?

- Grrrr

- Right?

- [screaming]

- Oh, please, oooh!

That one, right there.

Augh! Oh!

Mommy, johnny has a boo-boo.

- [whistles]

Hey, pretty lady.

How 'bout we make

like a pop song

And i fly you to the moon?

Heh!

- Buzz off, jerk,

Or i'll knock you

into next week.

- For you, baby,

i'm open all next week.

Ooommph!

How 'bout tuesday?

- Ha ha! Check it out.

I got an ultra-rare

grauvinian sand speeder

With realistic fire damage.

Only $175.

- Still in its original package?

- Well, no.

- Then you were had,

my druid friend.

Ha ha ha ha!

[high-pitched whistling]

Holy cracked control consoles!

- Whoa, dude.

Nice alliteration.

- An unidentified flying object,

and it's coming this--

- Whaaaaaaaaa!

- Ooomph!

- No way.

It's human.

- WhaWhat happened?

- What is

the last thing you remember,

O man from the sky?

- She said,

"i'll knock you into next week."

Toot-toot!

I think i can, i think i can.

- Well, that was random.

- I can only hypothesize

that this strange man

Has traveled here

from the past.

And from the guise of his garb

and the coif on his head,

I deduce that he is

from circa 1963.

- Oooh, the distant past.

- And you know what that means.

- Your eye is melting.

- No.

We have a grave responsibility.

We must keep him

from interacting with any human.

- Dude, seriously,

your eye is melting.

- Blazes!

- For once,

the melty-eyed one is right.

Any interaction with humans

from this ape man's future

Could change history.

- Not to mention

the space-time continuum.

- Yes. Yes.

We could be faced with the end

of the world as we know it.

- But i never found true love!

- Quiet, fool.

There's still time.

No one has noticed us yet.

We've got to

get him out of here

Before he fully regains

consciousness.

- And this little piggy

went whee, whee, whee

- I abhor violence, but

- Mmmm, popovers.

- [muttering indistinctly]

- Excellent.

The shuttle has arrived.

We'll take him

to command central.

- You mean--

- Yes, the rec room

at his mom's house.

- Hi, sandy, marvin, kenny.

- Mother unit, please don't

utter our human names.

- Ok, whatever.

My goodness, what on earth

did you buy this time?

- It's a full scaleModel.

- Hey, how'd i get

inside this bag?

- What in the world was that?

- Oh, it's a very sophisticated

fully animatronic model.

- Man, it's dark in here.

- Yeah, and it talks.

- Maybe i should stop

wearing my sunglasses at night.

- Yes, i seem to have

set the talking controls

on dazed and confused.

We'll be very busy,

uh, mother unit.

Make sure

that no one disturbs us.

- Okey-dokey.

I'll fix you boys

some sandwiches.

- Did someone say sandwiches?

Ugh! Pork chops and applesauce.

Buttermilk tolsom biscuits.

- He's bound to come out of

his stupor at any moment now.

The primitive one must not see

anything from after 1963.

- Quick,

were pool tables invented yet?

- I don't know.

I don't know.

- Hey, what is this?

A surprise party?

Aw, man, i didn't know

it was my birthday.

- Run a computer check on 1963.

I need historical data,

and i need it now.

- But we just shoved

all our computers in the closet.

- By thor's thundersticks,

i'm surrounded by nincompoops.

All right, then,

i'll improvise.

Observe.

Using a jedi mind trick,

I'll convince him

that it's 1963.

- Ok, if it's my birthday party,

who are you guys?

- We'reYour friends.

- Right.

So, where am i?

- Why,

you're in 1963, of course.

- Right.

- Right. Ha ha!

- It's certainly 1963.

- How come

you're wearin' a diaper?

- It's a turban, you fool.

Well, let's get

your birthday party started.

We're just about to play

pin the tail on the donkey.

- Pin the tail on the donkey?

- Excellent.

He's taken the bait.

Execute plan b.

- Ok, ok, ok, ok,

enough spinnin'.

- And while you're attempting

To pin the tail

on the domestic mammal,

I'll just put this vinyl record

of rock n' roll

On this cool

and crazy record player.

- Out of sight, man.

- 63 skidoo.

Ow!

interjection

- Are you sure this is 1963?

- Of course it is 1963.

Why wouldn't it be?

Everything

is so totally awesome.

- Totally awesome?

- I mean

Groovy. Groovy.

Everything is totally groovy.

- Totally weird is more like it.

[record skipping]

- You fool.

You put on

a recording from 1964.

You've ruined everything.

He knows.

Oh, the jig is up.

We must reveal all to you.

We apologize for the subterfuge.

It is not 1963,

o time traveler.

- What do you mean,

time traveler?

- You've traveled

through time to the far future.

As incredible as it may seem,

It's now the 21st century.

- The 21st century?

Wow! You mean

like "the jetsons"?

Are there flyin' cars and stuff?

- Actually, antigravity flight

is still quite impos--

- Silence, fool.

We mustn't tell the ape man

anything about his future.

We're all in grave danger.

You must not interact

with this world.

- You mean, like i'm doin' now?

- Yes--i mean, no.

Uh, i mean--

- Dude, stop it.

You could cause a rip in

the space-time continuum.

- A rift. A rift!

You need to watch more tv.

You play outside too much.

[tapping]

- Ahem.

There is one slim chance.

If we were to construct

a huge catapult,

We could sh**t our ape man

back into the past.

- What you talkin' about,

freaky kid?

- Are you mad?

It's far too dangerous.

If were to sh**t him

into the past,

We could miss 1963

and send him somewhere else.

Who knows

what havoc that would wreak?

- Yeah, what he said.

- No, it's better to keep him

locked up right here.

- What? You ain't

lockin' me up in here.

I can find my own way

back to the past,

Thank you very much.

- Not another step,

ape man, or--

- Or what?

- Aaaaahhhh!

- Wolverines!

- Ugh! Ahh!

- Ugh!

- Seriously, you guys

should get some help.

Ok, gotta stop to think.

I'm stuck in the future,

and i've gotta get back

to the past.

So, this is aron city

in the 21st century, huh?

Hasn't changed much,

except cars are a lot smaller.

- Now's our chance.

He's distracted

by that remote control vehicle.

Let's grab him.

- No, you fool.

It's far too public a place.

We mustn't draw

any attention to him.

- Wait. Maybe if i run

super fast around the world

A couple of times,

I can make it spin backwards

and go back in time.

[gasping, panting]

Maybe if i run backwards.

Aw, man, i need more power.

- Hi. Need a ride?

- Hey, can this baby

go 88 miles an hour?

I need you to drive me

back to the past

Like in that movie.

Punch it, lady, punch it!

- What did you say

your name was?

- Johnny. Johnny bravo. Huh!

- Well, johnny,

the speed limit here

is 25 miles an hour.

- But we've got to go faster!

Maybe if i lighten

the load a little.

- Prepare for evasive action.

- Sir,

shields are at 50% capacity.

Can't take much more.

- Ready cloaking device.

- Hey,

what are you slowing down for?

- The stop sign.

- Forget it.

I can go faster on foot.

- Ok, if you want to walk,

I guess it's healthier.

Sandy?

- Back, back,

you darn dirty apes!

- I'm sorry, primitive one.

We must return you

to your own time!

- I say we build a catapult!

- No, it's far too dangerous.

- Yeah, that's messed up.

- Sandy, kenny, marvin,

This game

has gone on long enough.

Can't you see your friend

doesn't want to play?

- Mom, you don't understand.

- Thanks, lady.

You saved me again.

- My pleasure, johnny.

- Funny, i never noticed

how very foxy you are.

- Oh, gosh, thank you.

- Jeez, zandahan,

he's hitting on your mom.

- Yeah, talk about

messin' with your future.

He could end up your dad.

- Gentlemen,

i think it's time

we send our friend

Back to the past.

Umm, mother unit.

- Yes, sandy?

- Can we just play

one more game with our friend?

- Didn't you say

this thing is dangerous?

- Uh, no,

i said it was mangerous.

- Oh, mangerous.

Huh?

- He's onto us!

Fire in the hole!

- Ohhhh!

- Colonel, is the enemy

allowed to use real missiles?

- Huh?

- Aaahhhh!

- Incoming!

Oomph!

- What year

is this supposed to be?

- 1863.

- Oh, man.

Wake me in 100 years, will you?