Inspector Gadget (2015) s03e13 Episode Script
Rain of Terror - The Truth is Under There
1 Inspector Gadget Inspector Gadget Inspector Gadget, Inspector Gadget Go, go, Gadget, go Go, go, Gadget, go! Go, go, Gadget, go Go, go, get 'em, Gadget! Inspector Gadget Inspector Gadget Go, go, Gadget, go Go, go, get 'em, Gadget! Inspector Gadget And with the fudge ripple spill cleaned up, the Teacup Piglet and Tiny Kitten Parade can proceed unhindered.
Oh, the only thing sunnier than that story, is the weather.
Enjoy the sun and revoltingly adorable animals while you can.
Because your joy will soon be washed away in my rain of terror! You know reign of terror has nothing to do with precipitation, right? It does when I say it, because of my Weather Disrupticator.
Soon the world's pants will be soaked, both from the floods we create and fear.
Ha! Sounds like fun! The real fun begins when I use my evil weather puns.
All hail Dr.
Claw! Atmos-fear me! Admittedly, that last one needs a little work.
Yeah, why don't I stick to the puns and you stick to your chair.
How about I stick you in a full-body fore-cast.
Now get moving! Jeez, quit being such a blowhard.
Sunny Costa Rica.
Time for some R and R, reading and re-reading.
We can't get too comfortable.
After all, MAD doesn't take vacations.
They steal them.
Hmm, I should move this umbrella too, so it doesn't block my vigilant gaze.
Go Go Gadget, Umbrella Mover! So much for vacation and all 26 bones in the chief's foot.
Hiya, Chief, here to help me stomp out MAD? I was here to relax, but it looks like HQ wants us on our toes, what's left of them.
It seems MAD has invented a Weather Disrupticator capable of creating world-destroying weather.
Your mission, disrupt the disrupticator before it disrupts us.
This message will self-disrupt I mean, destruct.
Once again, MAD's raining on my parade.
And vacation.
Brighten up, Chief.
Today's forecast calls for a 10 percent chance of scattered showers, and a 100 percent chance of justice.
Ah! I really need a vacation.
Ah, sunshine, a tropical breeze, and water so calm it's like a big salty mirror.
Stay stylin', Mer-me.
Ah, what better way to chillax while the rest of the world chills in a blizzard of my making! I wonder if this thing makes ice cubes? Penny? Oh, this is too perfect! Wait till she gets wind of what I have in store for her.
The key to weathering this latest plot is figuring out where MAD will strike first.
California, Cambodia, Scotland No, not Scotland, the weather there's already terrible.
Maybe we could G-Portal home first? I only packed for perfect vacay weather.
Ugh, MAD are such ruiners.
Ruining is what MAD does best.
But not to worry, I packed your mission clothes for just this eventuality.
Go Go Gadget, Carry-On! What was that? Incredibly destructive, disregard for the law, and totally overblown? That squally, suitcase-snatching tornado must be working for MAD! Get back here, Mr.
Twister! He's right about one thing, that tornado is unnatural.
Brain, you keep Uncle Gadget from twisting in the wind while I track the source of this weird weather.
Uh-huh.
Okay, according to my readings, the whirlwind originated at a yacht? Hey, Pen, you're looking a little under the weather.
Ha! Talon? Well, this will be a breeze.
A really, really strong breeze.
Ah, Brain! Come to help me hunt for MAD Mr.
Twister? Remember, there are many torna-do's and torna-don'ts when tornado hunting.
Huh? Torna-do, be aware of your surroundings.
Torna-don't let tornados play practical jokes on you.
They have a twisted sense of Wowzers! Ah, fresh tornado tracks.
We're dealing with an angry, alpha-male tornado, Brain, and he went this way.
Go Go Gadget, Mobile Storm Chaser! Time to break some wind! Huh? Relax, it'll all be over mon-soon.
Stop being such a windbag! What? I can't hear you over all that thunder.
I said Wait, what thund Oh, that thunder.
And not that I'm nitpicking, but it was technically Lightning! Sometimes lightning does strike twice, Pen.
Or even three times! Let's see you put those lightning reflexes to the test.
You can bluster all you want, Mr.
Twister, but you can't hide from Inspector Gadget once I've set my eyes on you.
Go Go Gadget, Tracking Visor.
Yes, I should be able to track Mr.
Twister by feel alone.
You're absolutely right, me.
Hmm.
Throwing a tree directly in our path? Classic tornado humor.
Very twisted, Mr.
Twister.
Very twisted.
Wowzers! Grand theft auto? He's more dust devilish than I thought.
We need to lay a trap for him, Brain.
I've got just the one.
Really? Looking tornado-rific, Brain.
No way Mr.
Twister will be able to resist that.
Wink-wink.
The jungle won't keep you safe, Pen.
I'm gonna put the rain in rainforest and flush you out.
How about putting the rain in my rain of terror? I haven't even seen a drizzle of terror from you yet.
Relax, you'll have it before you can say "Cumulonimbus Capillatus.
" Oh, so never? Get on with the plan! Have I let Penny cloud my judgment? Nah! I just gotta kick it up a notch.
When it rains, it pours.
When it hails, it nails! There's gotta be a way to get to the MAD yacht.
But how? It's not like the answer's gonna fall out of the sky.
See? Not an answer! No, Brain.
You have to act less like the normal abrasive you, and more like a friendly and approachable tornado.
Wave your arms, jump up and down, get windy.
Much better, Brain! You've even got the female tornado courtship call down.
I can practically feel the gusts of passion from here.
See, Brain? I told you it would work.
Now, to bring Mr.
Twister to justice.
Go Go Gadget, Twister Takedown! Wowzers! There you are.
Huh? The thermal winds.
They're blowing everything offshore, and right at the yacht! Okay, this is either gonna be fatal or totally awesome.
Whoa! Ha! You can't blow me off that easily.
No? Then I'll have to invent a new game.
Sleet shooting! Pull! And that's how you Make the Disrupter go haywire? Mr.
Twister, I'm taking you into custody.
Go Go Gadget Resisting arrest and assaulting an officer of the law, eh? Then we'll do this the hard way.
Go Go Gadget, Disapproving Gaze! All I wanted was some fun in the sun, but instead I got wind, hail and that.
Uncle Claw's gonna be so It's raining Gadgets and dogs! Congratulations, Gadget.
Thanks to you, MAD will have to take a rain check on world domination.
I owe it all to my tornado tracking skills and equipment.
Wowzers! Go Go Gadget, Lifeboat! Uh Whoa! Whoa! Well, I did want to spend my vacation lying on the beach.
Hey, Uncle Claw, please pick me up.
The sun and salt are wreaking havoc on my hair.
You should have thought of that before you let Gadget steal my thunder, Talon! Next time, Gadget! Next time! No, no! I know it's here.
These glyphs don't match any known human language.
My UFO hypothesis is right! Aliens did crash land here.
Somewhere.
Not now, MAD Cat.
Can't you see I'm busy doing extensive research on UFOs for my next devious plan? Ah! You keep distracting me, MAD Cat! A UFO? I found one! Yeah, technically, Dr.
Marvins found one.
Why do you want that janky old space junk anyway? You already have a ton of deadly weapons, and they haven't helped you not fail even once.
Don't ruin my beautiful dream! Whatever the alien weapons are, I'll use them to destroy the world! Now, go! Bring the UFO and its arsenal to me.
We now return to Medieval Knight in the Future IX: Sir Duncealot in Silicon Valley.
Even if I was surrounded by technology I'd never seen before, I'd still be able to figure it out.
What I can't figure out is what's taking our pizza so long? A-ha! Strange, I don't remember ordering extra head cheese.
Gadget, it's me, Cheese Quimby I mean, Chief Quimby.
Chew on this.
Dr.
Ithica Marvins has made a huge discovery in the Monument Valley Desert.
A crashed alien spacecraft.
HQ believes MAD intends to steal the ship's alien tech and take it to our leaders to destroy them.
Your mission, protect Dr.
Marvins and get to the alien ship before MAD! This message will self-destruct.
Proof of alien life? We're not alone in the universe? I have so many questions.
No matter how delicious Cheese Quimby's pizzas are, hunger will have to wait.
Justice must be delivered within 30 minutes, or it's free.
My analysis suggests the alien ship must have crashed millennia ago and has been stuck here ever since.
Speaking of stuck Take me to your alien ship.
Spoiler alert, I don't come in peace.
I'd never help an agent of MAD! I'm not asking.
Ha! Whoa! Huh, Dr.
Marvins' campsite, but no Dr.
Marvins.
In this desert heat, she must have gone looking for water.
And gotten heatstroke.
Which reminds me, Go Go Gadget, SPF 1,000! Dr.
Marvins could be frying like an egg out there.
Or worse, frying like two eggs.
We need to find her before she's an omelet.
Brain, help Uncle Gadget look for Dr.
Marvins.
I'll stay here and search for any clues about the UFO.
A-ha! Dr.
Marvins' journal! That must be Dr.
Marvins' dig site.
Which means I get to see the UFO! Unidentified Flying Object, prepare to be identified.
Whoa! It's almost as out of this world as I am! I really wouldn't touch those.
Whatevs, what's the worst that could happen Yeah, you're out of this world, all right.
And here I thought you wouldn't make a discovery.
My bad.
Hey! - Whoa.
- Whoa! Uncle Claw, I got inside the ship.
How many alien weapons have you found? I see lots of stuff, and I have zero idea what any of it does.
Well, start poking at it, monkey! Claw out! Huh.
Hey.
Stop! What are you doing? Hmm.
No, don't touch that! Ugh, do you know what that does? Huh? Hey, explorer? Explore this! Ha! Whoa! A human freezer! Cool in both senses of the word.
Now, to figure out what this stuff does.
No, Brain.
You're a mutt, not a pointer.
Wowzers! I can't believe what I'm seeing! All right.
Look how dehydrated Dr.
Marvins is.
- Dr.
Marvins! - Huh? I've come to rescue you.
Go Go Gadget, Rehydrator! Dr.
Marvins! Where are you running off to? You need to conserve your water! She's so dehydrated, she's delusional.
Come on, Brain.
Whoa.
A real UFO! I'm about to have an unidentified freak-out.
This is one small step for Penny I can't believe all this sweet alien tech I'm figuring out! And one giant pain in my butt.
Huh? You think that's funny, Pen? Then why don't you give it a whirl.
Whoa! Figuring that out will be as easy as kicking your butt.
How's this for easy? Eat alien weaponry, Pen.
My perfect peepers! Mmm, minty.
I think this is alien breath spray.
And I double think you needed it.
Stop messing with technology your small brain doesn't understand.
I'm way better at figuring out alien tech than you.
Says the guy with the minty fresh eyeballs! - Uh - Can't figure it out, can you? Who's the "small brain" now? I can figure it out! I just need a minute.
Don't worry, I'll give you all the time you need.
Whoa! Whoa! Dr.
Marvins, you're making your sunstroke worse.
You see, Brain? Dr.
Marvins' gibberish is another symptom of sunstroke.
Go Go Gadget, Parasol.
Shh, Dr.
Marvins, you need to conserve your energy.
I'll sing you a lullaby to help you relax.
Go to sleep, lullaby My voice is very soothing Hey! She must see the mirage of that alien ship.
Another sign of sunstroke.
Come on, Brain! Wait! I finally figured out how the triangle-thingy weapon works.
- You did? - Yeah.
Ow! It's a Talon-pummeling device.
Say goodb It's sucking my face! I didn't know your face could suck more.
Ha! Now, to figure this out.
Oh, yeah, you sure figured it out! Save it, Hose-Face! Cold! I may not know how to use alien tech against you, but that doesn't mean I can't figure out how to use it against itself.
Hey, lasers! I'm a sitting duck! Whoa! This one's a weapon for sure! That is the ugliest thing I've ever seen.
No, that's Dr.
Marvins! And she's in serious need of ointment for her dry skin.
Go Go Gadget, Skin Cream! Whoa Alien teleporting technology? That's awesome! And kinda rude.
Looks like you've fully recovered from your sunstroke, Dr.
Marvins.
Ah! So cold! Well, I guess we all learned something.
That I'm still the most talented and awesome being in the universe.
Galax-see you around! Ha! Congratulations, Gadget.
You saved Dr.
Marvins and prevented MAD from getting the alien technology.
Yeah, great.
Congrats! I guess I'll just find another discovery of a lifetime.
That should be easy.
Alien technology? Chief, you must have sunstroke too.
Go Go Gadget, Sunscreen Applicator! Ow! As failures go, this was an utter one! It wasn't a total loss.
I managed to steal this for you.
Perfect! What does it do? Hm.
Let's find out, shall we? Test it next time, Talon.
Next time!
Oh, the only thing sunnier than that story, is the weather.
Enjoy the sun and revoltingly adorable animals while you can.
Because your joy will soon be washed away in my rain of terror! You know reign of terror has nothing to do with precipitation, right? It does when I say it, because of my Weather Disrupticator.
Soon the world's pants will be soaked, both from the floods we create and fear.
Ha! Sounds like fun! The real fun begins when I use my evil weather puns.
All hail Dr.
Claw! Atmos-fear me! Admittedly, that last one needs a little work.
Yeah, why don't I stick to the puns and you stick to your chair.
How about I stick you in a full-body fore-cast.
Now get moving! Jeez, quit being such a blowhard.
Sunny Costa Rica.
Time for some R and R, reading and re-reading.
We can't get too comfortable.
After all, MAD doesn't take vacations.
They steal them.
Hmm, I should move this umbrella too, so it doesn't block my vigilant gaze.
Go Go Gadget, Umbrella Mover! So much for vacation and all 26 bones in the chief's foot.
Hiya, Chief, here to help me stomp out MAD? I was here to relax, but it looks like HQ wants us on our toes, what's left of them.
It seems MAD has invented a Weather Disrupticator capable of creating world-destroying weather.
Your mission, disrupt the disrupticator before it disrupts us.
This message will self-disrupt I mean, destruct.
Once again, MAD's raining on my parade.
And vacation.
Brighten up, Chief.
Today's forecast calls for a 10 percent chance of scattered showers, and a 100 percent chance of justice.
Ah! I really need a vacation.
Ah, sunshine, a tropical breeze, and water so calm it's like a big salty mirror.
Stay stylin', Mer-me.
Ah, what better way to chillax while the rest of the world chills in a blizzard of my making! I wonder if this thing makes ice cubes? Penny? Oh, this is too perfect! Wait till she gets wind of what I have in store for her.
The key to weathering this latest plot is figuring out where MAD will strike first.
California, Cambodia, Scotland No, not Scotland, the weather there's already terrible.
Maybe we could G-Portal home first? I only packed for perfect vacay weather.
Ugh, MAD are such ruiners.
Ruining is what MAD does best.
But not to worry, I packed your mission clothes for just this eventuality.
Go Go Gadget, Carry-On! What was that? Incredibly destructive, disregard for the law, and totally overblown? That squally, suitcase-snatching tornado must be working for MAD! Get back here, Mr.
Twister! He's right about one thing, that tornado is unnatural.
Brain, you keep Uncle Gadget from twisting in the wind while I track the source of this weird weather.
Uh-huh.
Okay, according to my readings, the whirlwind originated at a yacht? Hey, Pen, you're looking a little under the weather.
Ha! Talon? Well, this will be a breeze.
A really, really strong breeze.
Ah, Brain! Come to help me hunt for MAD Mr.
Twister? Remember, there are many torna-do's and torna-don'ts when tornado hunting.
Huh? Torna-do, be aware of your surroundings.
Torna-don't let tornados play practical jokes on you.
They have a twisted sense of Wowzers! Ah, fresh tornado tracks.
We're dealing with an angry, alpha-male tornado, Brain, and he went this way.
Go Go Gadget, Mobile Storm Chaser! Time to break some wind! Huh? Relax, it'll all be over mon-soon.
Stop being such a windbag! What? I can't hear you over all that thunder.
I said Wait, what thund Oh, that thunder.
And not that I'm nitpicking, but it was technically Lightning! Sometimes lightning does strike twice, Pen.
Or even three times! Let's see you put those lightning reflexes to the test.
You can bluster all you want, Mr.
Twister, but you can't hide from Inspector Gadget once I've set my eyes on you.
Go Go Gadget, Tracking Visor.
Yes, I should be able to track Mr.
Twister by feel alone.
You're absolutely right, me.
Hmm.
Throwing a tree directly in our path? Classic tornado humor.
Very twisted, Mr.
Twister.
Very twisted.
Wowzers! Grand theft auto? He's more dust devilish than I thought.
We need to lay a trap for him, Brain.
I've got just the one.
Really? Looking tornado-rific, Brain.
No way Mr.
Twister will be able to resist that.
Wink-wink.
The jungle won't keep you safe, Pen.
I'm gonna put the rain in rainforest and flush you out.
How about putting the rain in my rain of terror? I haven't even seen a drizzle of terror from you yet.
Relax, you'll have it before you can say "Cumulonimbus Capillatus.
" Oh, so never? Get on with the plan! Have I let Penny cloud my judgment? Nah! I just gotta kick it up a notch.
When it rains, it pours.
When it hails, it nails! There's gotta be a way to get to the MAD yacht.
But how? It's not like the answer's gonna fall out of the sky.
See? Not an answer! No, Brain.
You have to act less like the normal abrasive you, and more like a friendly and approachable tornado.
Wave your arms, jump up and down, get windy.
Much better, Brain! You've even got the female tornado courtship call down.
I can practically feel the gusts of passion from here.
See, Brain? I told you it would work.
Now, to bring Mr.
Twister to justice.
Go Go Gadget, Twister Takedown! Wowzers! There you are.
Huh? The thermal winds.
They're blowing everything offshore, and right at the yacht! Okay, this is either gonna be fatal or totally awesome.
Whoa! Ha! You can't blow me off that easily.
No? Then I'll have to invent a new game.
Sleet shooting! Pull! And that's how you Make the Disrupter go haywire? Mr.
Twister, I'm taking you into custody.
Go Go Gadget Resisting arrest and assaulting an officer of the law, eh? Then we'll do this the hard way.
Go Go Gadget, Disapproving Gaze! All I wanted was some fun in the sun, but instead I got wind, hail and that.
Uncle Claw's gonna be so It's raining Gadgets and dogs! Congratulations, Gadget.
Thanks to you, MAD will have to take a rain check on world domination.
I owe it all to my tornado tracking skills and equipment.
Wowzers! Go Go Gadget, Lifeboat! Uh Whoa! Whoa! Well, I did want to spend my vacation lying on the beach.
Hey, Uncle Claw, please pick me up.
The sun and salt are wreaking havoc on my hair.
You should have thought of that before you let Gadget steal my thunder, Talon! Next time, Gadget! Next time! No, no! I know it's here.
These glyphs don't match any known human language.
My UFO hypothesis is right! Aliens did crash land here.
Somewhere.
Not now, MAD Cat.
Can't you see I'm busy doing extensive research on UFOs for my next devious plan? Ah! You keep distracting me, MAD Cat! A UFO? I found one! Yeah, technically, Dr.
Marvins found one.
Why do you want that janky old space junk anyway? You already have a ton of deadly weapons, and they haven't helped you not fail even once.
Don't ruin my beautiful dream! Whatever the alien weapons are, I'll use them to destroy the world! Now, go! Bring the UFO and its arsenal to me.
We now return to Medieval Knight in the Future IX: Sir Duncealot in Silicon Valley.
Even if I was surrounded by technology I'd never seen before, I'd still be able to figure it out.
What I can't figure out is what's taking our pizza so long? A-ha! Strange, I don't remember ordering extra head cheese.
Gadget, it's me, Cheese Quimby I mean, Chief Quimby.
Chew on this.
Dr.
Ithica Marvins has made a huge discovery in the Monument Valley Desert.
A crashed alien spacecraft.
HQ believes MAD intends to steal the ship's alien tech and take it to our leaders to destroy them.
Your mission, protect Dr.
Marvins and get to the alien ship before MAD! This message will self-destruct.
Proof of alien life? We're not alone in the universe? I have so many questions.
No matter how delicious Cheese Quimby's pizzas are, hunger will have to wait.
Justice must be delivered within 30 minutes, or it's free.
My analysis suggests the alien ship must have crashed millennia ago and has been stuck here ever since.
Speaking of stuck Take me to your alien ship.
Spoiler alert, I don't come in peace.
I'd never help an agent of MAD! I'm not asking.
Ha! Whoa! Huh, Dr.
Marvins' campsite, but no Dr.
Marvins.
In this desert heat, she must have gone looking for water.
And gotten heatstroke.
Which reminds me, Go Go Gadget, SPF 1,000! Dr.
Marvins could be frying like an egg out there.
Or worse, frying like two eggs.
We need to find her before she's an omelet.
Brain, help Uncle Gadget look for Dr.
Marvins.
I'll stay here and search for any clues about the UFO.
A-ha! Dr.
Marvins' journal! That must be Dr.
Marvins' dig site.
Which means I get to see the UFO! Unidentified Flying Object, prepare to be identified.
Whoa! It's almost as out of this world as I am! I really wouldn't touch those.
Whatevs, what's the worst that could happen Yeah, you're out of this world, all right.
And here I thought you wouldn't make a discovery.
My bad.
Hey! - Whoa.
- Whoa! Uncle Claw, I got inside the ship.
How many alien weapons have you found? I see lots of stuff, and I have zero idea what any of it does.
Well, start poking at it, monkey! Claw out! Huh.
Hey.
Stop! What are you doing? Hmm.
No, don't touch that! Ugh, do you know what that does? Huh? Hey, explorer? Explore this! Ha! Whoa! A human freezer! Cool in both senses of the word.
Now, to figure out what this stuff does.
No, Brain.
You're a mutt, not a pointer.
Wowzers! I can't believe what I'm seeing! All right.
Look how dehydrated Dr.
Marvins is.
- Dr.
Marvins! - Huh? I've come to rescue you.
Go Go Gadget, Rehydrator! Dr.
Marvins! Where are you running off to? You need to conserve your water! She's so dehydrated, she's delusional.
Come on, Brain.
Whoa.
A real UFO! I'm about to have an unidentified freak-out.
This is one small step for Penny I can't believe all this sweet alien tech I'm figuring out! And one giant pain in my butt.
Huh? You think that's funny, Pen? Then why don't you give it a whirl.
Whoa! Figuring that out will be as easy as kicking your butt.
How's this for easy? Eat alien weaponry, Pen.
My perfect peepers! Mmm, minty.
I think this is alien breath spray.
And I double think you needed it.
Stop messing with technology your small brain doesn't understand.
I'm way better at figuring out alien tech than you.
Says the guy with the minty fresh eyeballs! - Uh - Can't figure it out, can you? Who's the "small brain" now? I can figure it out! I just need a minute.
Don't worry, I'll give you all the time you need.
Whoa! Whoa! Dr.
Marvins, you're making your sunstroke worse.
You see, Brain? Dr.
Marvins' gibberish is another symptom of sunstroke.
Go Go Gadget, Parasol.
Shh, Dr.
Marvins, you need to conserve your energy.
I'll sing you a lullaby to help you relax.
Go to sleep, lullaby My voice is very soothing Hey! She must see the mirage of that alien ship.
Another sign of sunstroke.
Come on, Brain! Wait! I finally figured out how the triangle-thingy weapon works.
- You did? - Yeah.
Ow! It's a Talon-pummeling device.
Say goodb It's sucking my face! I didn't know your face could suck more.
Ha! Now, to figure this out.
Oh, yeah, you sure figured it out! Save it, Hose-Face! Cold! I may not know how to use alien tech against you, but that doesn't mean I can't figure out how to use it against itself.
Hey, lasers! I'm a sitting duck! Whoa! This one's a weapon for sure! That is the ugliest thing I've ever seen.
No, that's Dr.
Marvins! And she's in serious need of ointment for her dry skin.
Go Go Gadget, Skin Cream! Whoa Alien teleporting technology? That's awesome! And kinda rude.
Looks like you've fully recovered from your sunstroke, Dr.
Marvins.
Ah! So cold! Well, I guess we all learned something.
That I'm still the most talented and awesome being in the universe.
Galax-see you around! Ha! Congratulations, Gadget.
You saved Dr.
Marvins and prevented MAD from getting the alien technology.
Yeah, great.
Congrats! I guess I'll just find another discovery of a lifetime.
That should be easy.
Alien technology? Chief, you must have sunstroke too.
Go Go Gadget, Sunscreen Applicator! Ow! As failures go, this was an utter one! It wasn't a total loss.
I managed to steal this for you.
Perfect! What does it do? Hm.
Let's find out, shall we? Test it next time, Talon.
Next time!