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♪♪
♪ Johnny got a head of fiery hair ♪
♪ And a turbo charged backpack ♪
♪ His genius sisters use him like a lab rat ♪
♪ A neat freak dad at home ♪
♪ A super busy mom ♪
♪ The boy's best friend is a talking dog ♪
♪ Talking dog ♪
♪ That's right ♪
♪ Three extreme teens and an air-breathing shark ♪
♪ Mega action game controller skating in the park ♪
♪ A pharabooster, Bling-Bling ♪
♪ What do we make of this ♪
♪ Johnny Test ♪
♪ Johnny Test ♪
♪ This is the life of a boy named Johnny Test ♪
♪ Johnny Test ♪
♪ Johnny Test ♪
♪ This is the life of a boy named Johnny Test ♪
(Fireworks Whistle, Rapid Explosions)
♪♪
KIDS: (SCREAMING)
RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES.
FISTS OF FURY COMING THIS WAY!
KIDS: (SCREAMING)
HUH? AAAH!
KIDS: (IMPACT GRUNTS)
HEY, TEST!
(SHOCKED GASP)
GUESS WHAT LESSONS I'VE STARTED TAKING?
PLEASE TELL ME IT'S BALLET?
NOPE. HERE'S A HINT.
HI-YA!
HUH?
OOH! AGH!
KUNG-FU!
I'M TAKING KUNG-FU LESSONS!
AND I'M GOING TO RULE THE SCHOOL!
BUMPER: HI-YA!
(SPAGHETTI SPLATS)
HI-YA!
(GASPS)
(WHISPERS) HI-YA.
JOHNNY AND KIDS: (GRUNT AND GROAN)
(BUS ENGINE RUMBLES)
BUMPER: HI-YA!
OOF!
BUMPER TAKING KUNG-FU LESSONS?
YUP.
(SLURPS) YOU HIS PUNCHING BAG?
THE WHOLE SCHOOL IS!
BUMPER: HI-YA! HI-YA! HI-YA!
BUT NOT FOR LONG,
'CAUSE I'M OFF TO MY SISTER'S LAB,
WHERE THEY WILL LOAD ME UP WITH INCREDIBLE NINJA MOVES
AND I WILL BECOME...
JOHNNY-FU!
(KARATE ATTACKING GRUNTS)
AND THEN I'LL SAVE THE SCHOOL.
JOHNNY AND DUKEY: HUH?
(EXPLOSION)
SUSAN AND MARY: UGH!
LOVE POTION MAKES LAB EXPLODE.
YOU BLEW UP THE LAB?!
UH, BUT YOU HAVE TO TURN ME INTO JOHNNY-FU.
ALL: (GASP)
YEAH, AND SOON YOU'RE GOING TO BE CRUSHED-FU.
LOOK OUT!
(OBJECTS WHISTLE THROUGH THE AIR)
DUKEY: HI-YA! (KARATE GRUNTS)
WOO! HA! HUH! HA!
(RELAXED BREATH)
WHOA!
WHERE DID YOU LEARN THOSE MOVES?
HELLO!
WE PROGRAMMED HIM WITH THE DNA OF KUNG FU MASTERS.
AWESOME!
NOW ALL WE NEED TO DO IS FIX THE LAB,
SO I CAN HAVE THOSE MOVES.
NO!
NO FIXING THE LAB UNTIL YOU GIRLS FIX MY SHOWER!
THAT ROOF EXPLOSION HAS LEFT ME WITH NO WATER!
NONE! NOW LET'S GO.
(DEJECTED GROANS)
TEACH ME YOUR KUNG-FU WAYS
SO I CAN END BUMPER'S REIGN OF TERROR.
SORRY, JOHNNY,
BUT WHAT I KNOW IS TOO DANGEROUS
FOR A YOUNG BOY.
YOU COULDN'T HANDLE IT.
(SNIFFLES)
(TEARY) ALL I NEED IS ONE ITSY-BITSY KUNG-FU MOVE.
JUST A LITTLE HAND CHOPPY BLOCKY
TO BEAT BUMPER! (FAKE SOBBING)
FINE. ON ONE CONDITION.
(ASIAN ACCENT) JOHNNY-SAN DO AS I SAY,
NO QUESTIONS,
YOU LISTEN CAREFULLY TO SENSEI DUKEY
(NORMAL VOICE) AND YA STOP FAKE CRYING!
DEAL.
FIRST JOHNNY-SAN MUST BUILD STRENGTH,
SO USING EACH HAND MAKE LONG STROKES LIKE THIS.
AAH!
(GROANS)
VERY GOOD.
NOW IT'S TIME TO USE ALLOWANCE
TO BUY SIDE OF BEEF.
WHAT? WHY?
NO QUESTION SENSEI, JUST DO IT.
TO LEARN SYMMETRY,
JOHNNY-SAN TURN CRANK FIRST WITH LEFT HAND
THEN RIGHT HAND.
(CRANK SQUEAKS)
BALANCE IS KEY TO KUNG FU POWER.
CAREFUL DON'T BREAK IT.
(GRUNTING)
THE PERFECT ICE COFFEE POUR
CREATES THE PERFECT KUNG FU SOUL.
SO TELL ME, GREAT SENSEI,
HAS MY TRAINING NOW MADE ME
A KUNG-FU EXPERT? HI-YA!
BEATS ME.
BUT YOU DID NICE PICNIC. DIG IN!
I CALL THE TENDERLOIN!
(SLURPS, VORACIOUS EATING)
WHAT?!
YOU SAID YOU'D TEACH ME TO BE A KUNG-FU MASTER,
NOT YOUR SERVANT-BOY.
YOU LIED!
SENSEI DUKEY LIE TO JOHNNY-SAN!
HI-YA!
(GUTTURAL GRUNTS AND SOUNDS OF STRUGGLE)
OW! GET OFF OF ME!
FINE! FINE.
I'LL TELL YOU HOW TO BEAT BUMPER,
BUT AFTER LUNCH.
(TAPPING)
ALL DONE FIXING THE BATHROOM, DAD.
NOW IT'S TIME TO FIX THE LAB!
DAD: FINALLY! NOW I CAN RINSE OFF!
(FAUCET SQUEAKS, GROWING RUMBLE IN THE WALLS)
DAD: AHHHHH!
DAD: UNGH!
GIRLS! YOU'RE NOT FINISHED!
OH HI, SON. OOH, TENDERLOIN!
NOW, ONE MORE TIME.
LET'S HEAR YOUR KUNG-FU SCREAM.
HA! HOO! HE! HA!
WAZZZWHAAAAH!
NOW JOHNNY-SAN GET BLACK BELT.
JOHNNY: THAT'S IT?
ALL I HAVE TO DO IS SCREAM TO GET A BLACK BELT?
NO, BUT YOU GET MY BLACK BELT.
WHICH WILL GIVE YOU INSTANT RESPECT
WOULD NEVER CHALLENGE A SUPERIOR.
JOHNNY-SAN MUST TRUST SENSEI DUKEY.
(NINJA CRIES)
(SCHOOL BELL RINGS) (KIDS GROANING)
WHERE'S MY MATH HOMEWORK?
AND SCIENCE PROJECT?
STOP BOSSING KIDS AROUND, BUMPER.
OR MY BLACK BELT AND I...
WILL MAKE YOU.
JOHNNY'S GONNA END BUMPER'S
KUNG-FU REIGN OF TERROR!
(ATTACK NINJA GRUNTS)
AAAAAGGGH!
AYE!
NO WAY.
YOU'RE A BLACK BELT?
I'M A BLACK BELT TOO!
I JUST GOT IT LAST NIGHT!
YEAH, THAT FIGURES.
HI-YAAAAAAAH!
AAAAAHHHHH!
AAAAH!
NOW, WHO WANTS TO BUILD A STATUE OF ME
IN MY HONOUR?!
(SADDENED GROANS)
(WELDING FLAME BUZZES)
ALL DONE, DAD.
ARE YOU SURE THIS TIME?
TRY IT OUT.
AND THEN WE'RE OFF TO REPAIR THE LAB.
(FAUCET SQUEAKS, GROWING RUMBLE)
(PIPES GRIND, FLOOR RUMBLES)
DAD: WHOA-HO-HO-HO-HOO!
OKAY, ONE MORE ADJUSTMENT.
AAAAHHHHH!
OOMPH!
HEY, BOY. GIRLS!
JOHNNY: AHHHHH! OOMPH!
BUMPER'S A BLACK BELT TOO?
JUST TEACH ME YOUR MOVES SO I CAN KICK HIS BUTT.
JOHNNY, MY PAWS ARE REGISTERED LETHAL WEAPONS
AND MY MOVES ARE TOO POWERFUL.
IF I SHOWED YOU,
YOU COULD SERIOUSLY HURT SOMEBODY
AND YOURSELF.
SO, TAKE THESE.
NUNCHUCKS? AWESOME!
HOW DO I USE THEM?
YOU DON'T.
WHAT?
YOU ARE THE WORST KUNG-FU TEACHER EVER!
(GRUNTS)
ONCE BUMPER SEES YOU
WITH THESE HIGHLY DANGEROUS WEAPONS
THAT NO KID SHOULD EVER HAVE,
HE'LL FAINT WITH FEAR.
YOU SURE THIS IS GONNA WORK?
I AM SENSEI-DUKEY.
I KNOW ALL.
BUMPER: NO! MY JAWLINE IS ALL WRONG!
AND WHERE'S EVERYBODY'S LUNCH MONEY.
DANCE FOR ME.
(GROANING)
STOP RIGHT NOW, BUMPER.
WELL...
IF IT ISN'T JOHNNY TEST.
READY FOR A NEW LESSON IN KUNG FU?
LET ME JUST SAY,
IT IS YOU WHO WILL BE SCHOOLED.
(KUNG-FU GRUNTS)
WAAAH! (SHOCKWAVE RUMBLES)
(FAINTING MOAN)
KIDS: (CHEER) YAY!
JOHNNY, NO NUN-CHUCKS ON SCHOOL GROUNDS.
OKAY, KIDS, BACK TO WHAT YOU WERE DOING.
(SNICKERS)
KIDS: UH-OH.
HI-YAAAH!
JOHNNY: AAAHHHHH!
UNGH! THANKS FOR THE PILLOW.
I AM DONE WITH YOUR LESSONS!
DAD: AAAHHHHH!
(IMPACT GRUNT)
MARY AND SUSAN: (GRUNTS OF STRUGGLE)
I NEED YOU TO MAKE ME JOHNNY-FU!
FIX THIS STUPID PLUMBING
AND YOU GOT YOURSELF A DEAL.
YOU GOT ANY DUCT-TAPE?
HA-YAH! (WHISTLES CALMLY)
NICE WORK.
NOW JOHNNY FU'S GOTTA BE TOUGH,
LOOK INTIMIDATING AND FIERCE!
I'M NOT JUST SAVING MYSELF,
I'M SAVING THE SCHOOL.
TECHNO-CONTROL KARATE BELT.
IT SENDS RHYTHMIC IMPULSES TO THE BODY'S ARMS,
HANDS, LEGS AND FEET.
I LOOK LIKE AN IDIOT.
WITH THE HEART AND SOUL OF A MASTER.
AGAIN THOUGH,
CAN'T WE MAKE IT A LITTLE TOUGHER.
HOW 'BOUT SILVER AND BLACK?
SOMETHING THAT SAYS "DANGEROUS NINJA".
MAYBE SOME WEAPONS?
THIS ISN'T KUNG FU JOHNNY,
IT'S KARATE, MEANING "EMPTY HAND".
AND THE BELT GIVES YOU THE SEVEN MUSTS OF KUNG-FU.
STANCE, REFLEX,
COORDINATION,
FORM, SPEED,
(GRUNTS)
SUSAN: POWER AND BALANCE.
WAH-TAAH!
WITH A FASHIONABLE LOOK.
AGAIN, THAT'S DEBATABLE,
BUT I LOVE MY SISTERS.
HAH-TAAH!
KIDS: (GRUNTS OF EFFORT)
(PAINED GRUNTS)
I NEED SOFTER KIDS TO LAND ON!
(LIGHT GLEAMS BRIGHTLY)
JOHNNY'S BACK TO SAVE US!
HE LOOKS KINDA WEIRD THOUGH.
(LAUGHS)
WHAT'S THE DEAL, TEST?
DO YOU WANT TO FIGHT
OR DANCE?
WAAH-CHAAH!
OKAY THEN, LET'S DANCE!
WHAT?
THE PRINCIPAL LET YOU KEEP THOSE?
I GAVE HIM THE DAY OFF,
'CAUSE I RUN THIS SCHOOL NOW!
NOT ANYMORE.
JOHNNY-FUUUUUU!
HI-YAAH!
OW!
OW!
(DODGING GRUNTS)
OW!
YAGH!
(DODGING GRUNT)
(CHUCKLES)
A CHAIN-SAW?
THERE'S NO CHAINSAWS IN KUNG FU.
SOMEBODY'S GONNA GET HURT.
I KNOW - YOU!
(CHAINSAW BUZZES) AGH?!
HAZZAH!
UH?
(WHIRRING)
(TREE CREAKS)
(BUMPER AND KIDS SCREAM) (JOHNNY GRUNTS)
WAH-ZAAAH!
(CHOPPING GRUNTS)
GIVE UP, BUMPER,
AND SURRENDER YOUR RULE OF THE SCHOOL.
NO WAY!
(GUTTURAL GRUNTS)
(ZIPS THROUGH CAGE)
KIDS: (LAUGH)
BUMPER: (GIRLY SHRIEK)
OKAY! (FRANTIC PANTS)
I GIVE UP!
KIDS: (LAUGH)
(GIRLY SHRIEK)
KIDS: (CHEERING) YAY!
HAH-ZAAAH!
(STATUE CRACKS OFF BASE)
(CHEERING) YAY!
(GRUNTS OF EFFORT)
CONGRATULATIONS, MY YOUNG STUDENT.
YOU ARE NOW A MASTER.
NO THANKS TO YOU,
SENSEI WHO DOESN'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT KUNG-FU
AND LIED TO ME!
I HAVE NEVER LIED TO YOU, JOHNNY-SAN,
AND I KNOW MORE THAN YOU EVER WILL
WITH THAT SHINY DISCO-FU BELT.
OH REALLY?
WELL, I GUESS THERE'S ONLY ONE WAY TO FIND OUT.
I GUESS THERE IS.
HI-YAAAH!
HIIII-YAAAAH!
BOTH: AAAAAAHHH...
♪♪
I'M DONE WITH MY HOMEWORK...
WE BEAT ALL THE VIDEO GAMES...
AND WE'RE BOOOORED,
AND... HUH?
(CAT CALL WHISTLE)
UH...
WHAT'S THE FANCY OCCASION?
MOM AND DAD ASKED GIL'S MOM TO DINNER TONIGHT
AND SHE IS BRINGING GIL
FROM NEXT DOOR!
AND HE WILL SEE HOW GREAT WE LOOK
AND HE'LL WANNA SIT NEXT TO US,
THEN IN SIX YEARS HE'LL MARRY ME.
CLOSE. HE'LL MARRY ME!
THAT PLAN HAS SOME GAPS IN IT,
DON'T YOU THINK?
MAYBE. BUT NOW IT'S TIME FOR THE FINISHING TOUCH
THAT GIL CAN'T RESIST...
A PAIR OF ITALIAN PUMPS!
SUSAN AND MARY: AHHHHHH!
YOU KNOW, I'M NOT THE "GENIUS" HERE,
BUT AREN'T THERE TWO SHOES PER PAIR?
MY SHOES ARE GONE!
AND I WANTED TO BORROW YOUR RED STILETTOS!
WHO DID THIS?!
(STATIC CRACKLES)
WELL, THAT'S A FAMILIAR SHAPE.
(GIGGLING)
MMM!
HA!
(MONITOR CRACKLES)
MARY AND SUSAN: (GASPS) (ANGRY GROAN)
(COMPUTER KEYS BLEEP)
(PHONE RINGS)
BLING-BLING: OH, SUSAN TEST.
CALLING TO PRONOUNCE YOUR LOVE FOR ME?
I WANT MY SHOES BACK, EUGENE!
WHAT? UH- SHOES?
WHAT KIND OF A WHACKO STEALS A GIRLS SHOES?
WE'RE LOOKING AT HIM.
OH! I'M AM INSULTED
AND WILL NOT TAKE ANY MORE OF YOUR RUDENESS!
(WITH A LAUGH) BUT I DID TAKE YOUR SHOES.
(MAD LAUGHTER)
WE HAVE TO GET THOSE SHOES BACK!
OR, JUST GO TO THE SHOE STORE
AND BUY SOME MORE.
YOU CAN'T JUST BUY THEM!
THEY'RE IMPORTED.
IT WILL TAKE WEEKS!
YEAH. I HAVE TO GO NOW,
BECAUSE YOU'RE BOTH NUTS!
SUSAN: JOHNNY, THERE A LOT OF THINGS
BOYS WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND ABOUT GIRLS
AND ONE OF THEM IS THEIR LOVE OF SHOES.
JOHNNY AND DUKEY: (GROAN)
I BARELY UNDERSTAND IT.
AND THAT'S WHY YOU HAVE TO GO
TO BLING-BLING ISLAND AND GET THEM.
WHAT?! NO WAY.
THAT ISLAND IS SUPER CREEPY
AND FULL OF BLING-BLING'S EXPERIMENTS
THAT WILL EAT US!
IF YOU GET THE SHOES BACK
WE WILL OWE YOU ONE.
OWE ME FIVE AND I'M IN.
(DOOR AND HYDRAULIC LIFT WHIR)
NOW, YOU HAVE TO HURRY!
GIL WILL BE HERE IN TWO HOURS.
AND EMPHASIS ON "YOU".
BECAUSE DOGGY NO GO TO CREEPY ISLAND.
I KNOW.
AND I CAN'T LET ANYTHING HAPPEN TO MY BEST FRIEND.
I'LL TAKE THIS ONE.
IT'S GONNA BE DANGEROUS,
AND LET'S FACE IT,
YOU TEND TO CRACK UNDER PRESSURE.
WHAT?! I DON'T CRACK UNDER PRESSURE!
YEAH, YOU DO. IN HINDSIGHT,
I SHOULD'VE NAMED YOU "CRACKY" NOT DUKEY.
I WILL SHOW YOU I ROCK UNDER PRESSURE.
MOVE OVER, MISTER!
(ROCKET RUMBLES)
YOU USED REVERSE PSYCHOLOGY ON ME,
DIDN'T YOU?
OH, BIG TIME.
AND DON'T WORRY, IT'S BLING-BLING ISLAND.
IT'LL BE LIKE STEALING CANDY FROM A BABY.
(ROCKET SOARS OFF)
HEH-HEH.
(CHUCKLES) OH, JOHNNY.
A JET?
YOU KNOW MY AIR DEFENCE SYSTEM
CANNOT BE BEAT.
AH, BLAH-BLAH-BLAH, "MY AIR DEFENSE",
JUST GIVE ME THE SHOES.
I TOLD YOU,
I DON'T HAVE THE SHOES!
WE CAN SEE THEM RIGHT OVER THERE.
UH...
OH, TH-THOSE ARE MY MOTHER'S SHOES.
SHE-SHE HAS THE FEET OF A TEENAGE GIRL.
MAMA BLING: EUGENE! WHAT'S GOING ON UP THERE?
UH, NOTHING, MOM,
I'M JUST SENDING OUT A PACKAGE -
RUSH DELIVERY.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
JOHNNY: HEY, DAD.
WHY WERE YOU SHIPPED HOME AIR MAIL?
DO YOU REALLY WANNA KNOW
OR DO YOU NEED TO PREPARE FOR DINNER?
I NEED TO PREPARE.
BUT NO MORE BOY IN BOXES.
(GROANS)
(SCREAMS FRANTICLY) WHERE ARE THE SHOES?
YOU HAVE A SUBMARINE, RIGHT?
JOHNNY: I ALSO NEED WET SUITS, OXYGEN TANKS,
BLACK STRETCHY PANTS, GRAPPLING HOOKS,
A PASS-CODE LOCK PICK, SMOKE SCREENS,
MICRONIC HIGH POWERED PEN LASERS
AND JET PACKS.
MARY; WE GOT THOSE TOO.
BUT NOT ME, 'CUZ I MEAN IT THIS TIME.
YOU ARE ON YOUR OWN.
FINE I'LL GO ALONE,
BUT REMEMBER THIS...
WITHOUT MY BEST BUD THERE TO HELP ME,
I COULD GET HURT,
OR PERISH.
THEN YOU WILL HAVE TO LIVE FOREVER
WITH THE HAUNTING THOUGHT OF ME FADING ALONE
ON THE BEACH SHOUTING,
"DUKEY, WHY DIDN'T YOU COME AND HELP ME?!"
SO YOU GOT ME WITH THE GUILT TRIP THING
THIS TIME.
I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WENT FOR IT.
LET'S JUST GET THE SHOES.
(GRAPPLES ZIP UPWARDS AND CLANK)
(LASER PEN WHIRS)
PEN LASERS ARE COOL.
(SWINGING GRUNT)
THE COAST IS CLEAR.
NOW WHICH DOOR WHERE THOSE SHOES IN AGAIN?
(PASS-CODE BEEPS)
JOHNNY: HUH?
AN ESCAPE POD. THAT COULD COME IN HANDY.
(PASS-CODE BEEPS)
JOHNNY AND DUKEY: AHHHHH!
WHO ARE YOU?
I DIDN'T TELL EUGENE HE COULD HAVE FRIENDS OVER.
DON'T BREAK ANYTHING!
DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!
JOHNNY AND DUKEY: (FRANTIC PANTING)
BOTH: JACKPOT!
OKAY, LET'S GET HOME.
(LANDING GRUNT) HA!
DIDN'T I TELL YOU IT WOULD BE LIKE TAKING CANDY
FROM A BABY?
YA MEAN TAKING SHOES FROM A FREAK.
(CHUCKLES)
JOHNNY AND DUKEY: WOO-HOO!
UNGH!
(PAINED GRUNTS)
(FEROCIOUS SNARL)
AHHH!
IT'S A...
IT'S A...
CAT-O-SAURUS!
AND THE JET-PACKS ARE BUSTED!
(BEEPING AND WHIRRING)
TECHNICIANS: (LAUGH)
THEN I SAID, "HEY, I DON'T HAVE THE SHOES".
(LAUGHS)
(GASPS) THE SHOES ARE GONE!
JOHNNY!
(ALARM BLARES)
JOHNNY: OH, THAT'S NOT GOOD.
(HEAVY STOMP OF FOOTSTEPS)
AND THAT SOUNDS WORSE.
WE'RE TRAPPED ON A ISLAND
OF AN EVIL FREAK SCIENTIST GENIUS KID!
(MONSTER CAT GROWLS)
I KNOW. RUN!
(SOUND OF TIRES SQUEALING OFF)
JOHNNY AND DUKEY: (PANICKED SCREAMS)
LET'S SEE HOW BIG KITTY LIKES A SMOKE SCREEN.
(THROWING GRUNT)
(GULPS AND GROWLS)
JOHNNY: AAAAHHH!
(CHOMPS)
(MONSTROUS BELCH)
DUKEY: HE ATE OUR BAG!
I GUESS HE LIKES IT.
BLING-BLING: AHEM.
JOHNNY TEST!
YOU MAY HAVE NOTICED
I'VE RELEASED MY CAT-O-SAURUS EXPERIMENTS.
BUT IF YOU GIVE UP,
AND GIVE ME THE SHOES BACK,
I PROMISE YOU AND YOUR DOG
WILL NOT BECOME...
DINO-CAT FOOD.
UGH!
GIVE HIM THE SHOES!
IT'S NOT WORTH IT.
GIVE HIM THE SHOES!
NO. I TOTALLY DON'T GET THE GIRL/SHOE THING,
BUT IT'S IMPORTANT TO MY SISTERS
SO IT'S IMPORTANT TO ME.
REALLY?
WHY NOT?
SO, WE'RE GONNA RACE BACK TO THE VOLCANO
AND USE THAT ROCKET THING WE SAW TO GET BACK HOME.
GO!
AHHHHH!
JOHNNY AND DUKEY: AAHHHHH!
DUKEY: DUCK!
JOHNNY: (LUNGING GRUNT)
I DON'T THINK THAT WAS A DUCK.
IT LOOKED MORE LIKE A CAT-DACTYL!
GET THOSE SHOES, MY CAT-DACTYL!
CAT-DACTYL: (SCREECHES)
JOHNNY AND DUKEY: (GRUNTS OF EFFORT)
(SCREECHES)
HA! HA! HA! I GOT 'EM!
JOHNNY: IT GOT THE SHOES!
OKAY, SO BLING-BLING WINS ONE.
BIG DEAL, RIGHT? IT'S JUST SHOES.
I WIN JOHNNY TEST! HA! HA! HA!
I WILL NOT LOSE TO THAT DORK.
OH, WHAT THE HECK IS HE DOING NOW?
WHA-ZAAAH!
OOF!
WHAA-HOO!
HEY, HOW COME I- HOLD ON! HEY!
HE'S UH, OVER RIDING THE CONTROLS SIR.
I CAN READ!
GET BACK TO THE LAB!
(ENGINE REVS, TIRES SQUEAL)
LOOK OUT!
(CRASH)
THAT WAS FUN!
LET'S GO!
THE ESCAPE POD IS BEHIND THIS DOOR,
BUT YOU NEED A PASSWORD BUT THE CAT THING
ATE OUR CODE BREAKER!
(GRUNTS OF EFFORT)
MAMA BLING: EUGENE!
I SWEAR IF I HEAR ONE MORE LOUD NOISE!
WAIT? PASSWORD LOCK? DUH!
S-U-S-A-N.
YES!
BLING-BLING: STOP RIGHT THERE, JONATHAN.
DROP THE SHOES OR I'LL FREEZE YOU BOTH
AND KEEP YOU ON THIS ISLAND FOREVER!
GIVE UP, JOHNNY TEST.
(EVIL SNICKER)
JUST LET US GO, EUGENE.
I DON'T WANNA USE THIS.
(LAUGHS) OH, I'M SCARED.
YOU'RE GOING TO DEFEAT ME WITH...
A PLANT.
I HAVE A FREEZE LASER.
HELLO?
SOMETIMES I WISH I WAS A CAT.
THEN YOU WOULD NEVER HAVE ADOPTED ME
'CAUSE YOU HATE CATS.
IT'S OVER, JONATHAN. YOU LOSE.
(SHATTERS)
MAMA BLING: OH, EUGENE! THAT'S IT!
POOP!
AND YOU BROKE A PLANT!
YOU ARE IN SO MUCH TROUBLE, MISTER.
OW! OW! OW!
I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE, JOHNNY TEST!
OW, MOM, THAT HURTS!
(DOOR SLAMS SHUT, POD RUMBLES OFF)
SUSAN AND MARY: YEAH!
WE GOT THE- WHAAAAGH!
OH THANK YOU, JOHNNY!
WE LOVE YOU.
WE LOVE YOU!
I REALLY DON'T GET THIS SHOE THING.
NOW ALL I HAVE TO DO IS GET DOWNSTAIRS,
HAVE GIL FALL IN LOVE WITH ME
THEN IN SIX YEARS WE WILL BE MARRIED!
MARY: NO.
GIL IS GOING TO MARRY ME IN SIX YEARS.
NO.
HE'S-HE'S GONNA MARRY ME!
AGH! HOW DARE YOU?
ME!
OH, WANNA GO?!
OH, THIS IS ABOUT TO GET GOOD.
MARY: AHHH!
DOES THIS ANSWER YOUR QUESTION?!
SUSAN AND MARY: (CAT SCREECHES, FIGHTING GRUNTS)
OOH!
OH!
OH, THAT'S GOTTA HURT.
(FRIGHTENED) AAHHHHHH!
SUSAN AND MARY: HI GIL.
YEAH... UH, SO JOHNNY,
WHAT DID YOU DO TODAY?
OH NOTHIN'.