01x48 - Dr. Blowhole's Revenge

[bunniefuu]

[Eagle squawking]

[Wind whistling]

[Gasping]

Rico, weapons check.

[Metal clanging]

[g*n loading]

[Chainsaw humming]

[Whirring]

Kowalski, intelligence.

Substantially above average,
but I don't like to brag.

Oh, the map.

Right here.

Private, snack cakes.

Swiss delight, vanilla cream
and a peanut butter winkie.

All right, men, let's move in.

Private, dibs on the
peanut butter winkie.

Easy does it, Ned.

This could well be a trap.

Rico.

Well played, Skipper.

It seems Dr. Blowhole isn't
as smart as he thinks he--

I don't think the peanut butter
winkie made it, Skipper.

Curse you, Blowhole!

Ah!

[Dolphin singing]

Blowhole.

Well, pen-gu-ins, we meet once again.

Well, well, Blowhole,
it's been a long time.

Well, well, well, too long.

Well, well, well, well-- Enough!

I suppose you are wondering
why it is that I have laid a

ridiculously complicated trap for you.

Actually, yes, I am.

Why tell when I can show?

You'll appreciate this, Kowalski.

I have installed a
lair theatre system.

High-definition with surround sound.

Extremely spendy.

Oh, why do the bad guys
always get the good stuff?

Hey-hey-hey, eyes on the big screen.

See?

Delicious dipped in butter.

What's your point?

Now imagine this crustacean had
an exoskeleton of shiny metal!

Pen-gu-ins, I present...
COMPUTER: Chrome Claw.

Mm.

Did you feel that subwoofer?

Ah, he's just rubbing my

face in it.

Without you pen-gu-ins

around to foil my plans, I will

unleash...

Chrome Claw.

...on an unsuspecting world.

With this mutant monster at my

side, I will rule land and sea.

[Laughing]

Whoa.

Um, back up to that "without

you" part, please.

I get the gist.

Rico!

Uh-oh.

We got us a laser show, boys.

Who's foiled now?

Foiled?

Private, snack cakes!

Is this really the time to--

Private!

Say what?

Kowalski!

[Choking]

Aspirate Swiss delight,

bottlenose!

You have seen the last of Dr.

Blowhole!

Good.

Run.

Oh.

You think--

All right.

I mean, this is the last you

will see of anything!

[Laughing wickedly]

Oh.

Self-destruct in--

Five seconds.

That's right, we had only five

seconds, but we escaped with

half a second to spare.

It was a ripping adventure.

Oh.

Oh, so a dolphin super villain?

No, I totally believe you.

No, really, Marlene.

He's our arch enemy.

Pure evil!

With skin that's surprisingly

pleasant to the touch.

Look, I've got the mission file

to prove it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, hoo ha hoo

ha ha!

It's top secret, Private.

Eyes only.

My eyes.

Not even sure about your eyes,

let alone her eyes.

Actually, Skipper, these

files are declassified now.

Pinhead pencil pushers.

They have no idea.

Oh, they're--

They're nice.

Look, I know you guys do your

commando thing around here and

you do it, you know, well, but

come on.

I mean, secret lairs?

Your Chrome Claw?

Super spy stuff?

Please.

Did you say spy?

Ha-ha!

I'm a spy.

I've been spying on you this

whole time.

I could have a fancy spy car

that can sh**t things out of

the headlights.

No, fog lights.

They won't expect it.

You, Ringtail?

Facing the likes of Dr.

Blowhole?

He's pure evil.

With skin that's surprisingly

pleasant to the touch.

You wouldn't last five minutes.

[Bell chiming]

Oh dear.

We're open!

My spirits say I can be a spy

guy.

[Muffled talking]

What?

If this is a ploy to get to the

royal feet, it's very clever

but ineffective.

[Muffled pleading]

What is that on you, anyway?

You smell like the fish we eat.

Whoa, who the hecks are you?

No!

Private.

Sorry, Skipper.

I'm not feeling very
cute or cuddly today.

Oh, stop.

You're always cute and
cuddly, and you know it.

I'm just cheesed that Marlene
doesn't believe in Dr. Blowhole.

Better that she doesn't, Private.

Imagine if she blabbed and
that mad doctor discovered our

secret zoo HQ.

Dr. Blowhole, satellite
targeting has a lock on the

enemy, and they are subway convenient.

[Laughing]

Excellent work, red one.

Prepare pen-gu-in transmission.

Pen-gu-ins, I have found you.

Blowhole!

Where is he?

Greetings, my flightless foes.

Oh, he's only on the TV.

Get off of our TV.

I have been spying on you,
pen-gu-ins, for months with

state-of-the-art
lookie lou technology.

Always gets the good stuff!

Yeah, he's fine.

Go on.

Uh, right.

Anyway, I have unmasked your
Achilles heel, Skipper, your

greatest vulnerability.

Aside from the flightlessness.

You fiend!

You cut off the peanut
butter winkie supply lines!

What?

No, but somebody write that down.

I have struck the
cruellest blow of all.

I assure you, Skipper, your
world will be rocked, life will

be drained of meaning, for I
have captured your best friend!

Help!

[Laughing]

Ringtail?

I have been "kingnapped"
by ninja shellfish!

This is outrageous!

And a little embarrassing,
quite frankly.

You think he's my best friend?

Oh, Skipper, don't play coy with me.

My brain is bigger
than your whole body.

Look at you two.

Obvious BFFs.

Kowalski, the code.

Buffalo fire fighter, no.

Baby fat flinger, no.

Ah!

Best friends forever.

You're stark raving mad!

Not you, Kowalski.

Him.

Uh, let's not be making him madder.

This time I will triumph.

Just try and stop me and your
fuzzy little buddy sleeps with

the fishes.

[Laughing wickedly]

Well, technically fish don't
sleep so much as rest.

You'd think a dolphin would know that.

Unless he means-- Ooh.

Can you believe that Blowhole?

"Fuzzy little buddy."

You and Julian do spend a
good bit of time together.

Quality time.

Mm hmm.

Ringtail and I are not friends.

Case closed.

That's it, let's go rescue him.

What?

It's the penguin way.

[Giggling]

A penguin never leaves his
fuzzy little buddy behind.

You'll find sarcasm is more
effective if you don't giggle

it out like a naughty
schoolgirl, Private.

Right, sir.

One thing doesn't add up.

If Julian is missing, why hasn't
anybody actually missed him?

Whoa-h*, Skipper.

Why so jumpy?

Mort?

What?

Why is he letting you touch his feet?

It's not because he's
a fake King Julian.

Though come to think of it, the
King has been little a low

maintenance.

Mort, is there something
you haven't told me?

Only that ninja lobsters
tied me in kelp and replaced

the real King Julian with this
one that lets me touch his

feet, why?

Hmm, is that all?

Glowing red eyes.

That's almost never good.

Hupt!

MAN: My car!

Yay-- Ow!

Kowalski, run a trace.

Picking up salty sea air,
roller coaster grease and all

beef wiener.

With mustard.

Coney Island.

Subway convenient, at least.

No.

They'll be expecting that.

Commence butt wiggling now!

Wiggle butt!

Carbonation agitation
reaching critical level.

And lift off.

[Laughing]

[Laughing wickedly]

Question: why are we laughing?

Question: how did the prisoner escape?

Prisoner escaped?

Is he dangerous?

No, and apparently he
isn't very bright.

Oh, I know the type.

So, let's talk.

Ah-ah-ah!

I can't see!

Then I will be your eyes.

Turn left, turn right,
then do a loopedy-loop!

Get off me!

Ah, see?

We make an excellent team.

What?

I am willing to overlook
your fishiness.

A dolphin is not a fish.

I am all mammal, I assure you.

If you say so, fishy face.

No, really.

Why do you think I have
this hole in my head?

Uh... Yeah, I was trying
not to stare at that.

To breathe oxygen.

Mammal!

Then you and I are much alike.

Oh, please.

Lobsters!

Ow, you're poking me!

Can't help it, Doc.

Yoo-hoo, my hands are all
soft, and oh, look at that.

What is this?

Thumbs.

Two of them.

They make my hands handy
for picking things up.

Fine.

[Straining]

Ooh, your skin is

surprisingly pleasant to the

touch.

Always make time to

moisturize.

So, I have a proposal for

you.

Not the marriage kind of

proposal, a different kind.

Hold that thought.

Ah-ah-ah ah-ah-ah-ah.

I'm on top of it, Doc.

Oh, the splash zone!

Good seats.

Come on, come on.

Boss man needs a treat.

Ow!

Nice work.

Let's find Ringtail.

There he is.

Hello, slap-happy penguins!

He doesn't look very

captured, does he?

Not even a little.

That would be a horrible way

to treat my partner...

In crime.

[Laughing wickedly]

The King!

The King's feet!

The King's feet must be saved!

Mort, I'm telling you.

You've got to chill, man.

Penguins are on the case.

Pah!

The King needs me.

Wee!

[Groaning]

Huh?

[Laughing]

I am so glad you could all
be here to witness history.

I am, of course, especially
pleased that my flightless foes

graced us with their presence.

I wouldn't miss it for the world.

There's nothing good on
telly tonight anyway.

Well, Private, here's a
little show I whipped up.

It's called...
COMPUTER: Ring of Fire.

It is fitting that I have

returned to the very

aqua theatre where I performed

tricks for the dullard humans.

Oh, how it made me bitter.

Sorry, did he say bitter or

better?

Hard to say.

The sound really bounces around

in here.

Well, that would be the high

ceilings.

My humiliation in the ring

of fire became my inspiration.

In the frozen north, we have

constructed a vast circle of

absurdly pricey devices that tap

into the heat of the Earth's

core.

Oh, come on.

Do you mind!

I'm just getting to the good

part.

It's really quite a shocker.

So obvious.

Humiliated by the humans.

Activate the Ring of Fire.

Melt the Arctic.

[Spluttering]

Well, how did we do, punk?

You're...

in the ballpark.

[Humming]

Whoa!

And then the planet's water

levels will rise and rise and

then justice for everybody!

No.

Then I will have my revenge

because the humans will be

jumping through hoops.

Oh.

Well, can I have a jet ski,

then?

You know, we're going to stop

you.

You can try, but this time I

have an army of crustacean

warriors!

[Cheering]

Yeah, we can take them.

Oh, really, Skipper?

Give us all you pen-gu-ins got.

So they cut down 10, 20

lobsters.

We've got more lobsters!

[Cheering]

Whoa, whoa, wait a minute.

[Growling]

How can the penguins do

anything?

They are thoroughly trapped.

Trust me, they never stay

trapped.

Don't lose hope, boys.

Sometimes all it takes is one

lucky serendipitous break.

Ah!

The King's feet must be

freed!

Huh?

I took the subway.

Mort, I am not even a

prisoner.

Oh, and by the way, not a feet!

Wee!

Yow!

Nice work, sad eyes.

See, see?

This is what I'm talking about.

Lobsters, attack!

[Gasping]

Lobster pile!

Hmm.

[Keys beeping]

You have to understand, he's

just such a freak.

[Beeping]

No!

Yay!

Ring of Fire activated.

You fiend.

You know it.

Come, fellow evil mammal.

Join me and bask in our victory.

Oh, I do like basking.

This is Chuck Charles coming

to you live from the Arctic

circle where the mysterious and

sinister towers have erupted

from underground.

Yeah.

[Loud helicopter engine]

...where they form a giant--

[Clearing throat]

Sorry.

They form a giant circle around

the North pole.

This can only be described as a

hoop of heat.

Ring of Fire!

I do not like this show.

Me neither.

Let's pull the plug.

Oh, Skipper, you have more

urgent matters to deal with.

Like what?

Like a certain mutation I

like to call...

Chrome Claw.

Ah, so you did get around to

making that monster.

Yes, and I'm rather pleased

with how he turned out.

That would be extremely

impressive if it weren't about

to--

Ah!

Put an end to this madness!

I am victorious!

I am...

...suddenly moving backwards.

Hey, off!

No need to panic.

I'm smarter than that egomaniac.

The big red button turned it

on, therefore the big blue

must--

Heat output increased to a

ludicrous level.

Arctic meltdown will now be

even faster.

Thank you, Kowalski.

The North Pole is surely

doomed as this hoop of heat

melts the ice and snow at an

alarming rate.

Whoa!

This is Chuck Charles and I

cannot swim.

Help.

Ha!

Green.

The green button will surely--

Heat output increased beyond

all reason.

[Grunting]

Wha--!

Oof.

Eeh!

[Grunting]

Kowalski, status report!

Mostly not good with hints

of horrible.

You have failed, Skipper.

Bad news for nonswimmers.

[Grunting]

Yoo-hoo, Blowy.

I'm a little busy.

Can't you see we're tussling?

I just thought that you

wanted to know that I am not

going to side with evil.

I am a double agent!

BOTH: What?

I am the good guys' spy!

Ring of Fire shutdown in

progress.

Oh, purple was my next guest.

No!

Yay for King Julian!

He is the best double agent

ever!

This is Chuck Charles

reporting that the planet, and

more importantly I, have

survived this disaster.

[Thudding]

You have foiled my plan for

revenge, but for that I will

get revenge!

Wait, are we talking a new

revenge here?

Revenge against the humans,

revenge against you.

Yes, I've got a whole bunch of

revenges all piling up and it's

not pretty.

If you ask me, the not

pretty part was the bad guy

running away like a scaredy

baby.

He was no match for me: double

agent spy guy.

[Chuckling]

You're kidding, right?

No, Marlene.

You are wrong again.

Shut it.

I helped.

Uh, Julian the double agent

saves the world?

Come on.

Uh, so I faced danger and

the adventure of a lifetime and

nobody would ever know about it?

Welcome to my world.

That makes you an honorary

penguin.

Does that mean I am your BFF?

Uh, we'll keep that code on

QT.

King Julian is a buffalo

fire fighter!