Penn Zero: Part-Time Hero (2014) s01e09 Episode Script

The Fast and the Floor Rugs

Wherever good is threatened, heroes rise to the challenge and always save the day! Except when they don't.
And that's when I go to work.
I zap in two dimensions every day It's my job to be a hero, save the world And make things right Kung fu moles, rescue trolls Punch a zombie! Score a goal! I'm a robot, I'm a rabbit, I'm a knight Stretching, swinging, sliding by Kicking monsters in the eye Boone and Sashi always sticking by my side No villain's gonna stop Penn Zero, part-time hero! Penn Zero, part-time hero! Penn Zero, part-time hero! Penn Zero Phyllis? Phyllis, hello? Huh.
Weird.
She's never late for work.
Phyllis! Phyllis? She's not in here, either.
We've looked in all her usual spots.
You're having a party and you didn't invite us? Nnnnn no.
No party.
Speaking of something else, today you're going back to Superhero World.
Oh-ho-ho! Superpowers! Yeah! I'm back! Aha! Yeah! Did you miss me, boys? Heah! Hyeah! Uhhhh.
Wait for it.
Yeah, I missed you.
I wuv my widdle biceps.
Your skunk powers are cool, too.
Hey, sweetie.
I remember her.
It's Regular-sized Giant Old Lady.
She must want to thank us for saving her last time.
Huh.
Then my psychic powers must be broken.
It's like she's thinking Destroy the heroes! Oh, still working.
She wants to destroy us.
Yeeahh! Looks like she's not the only one.
- We are gonna mop the floor with you.
- Super-fast! Spatu-later! Get your fireballs while they're hot! Why are these good guys acting like bad guys? I don't know! But I'm pretty sure this flying dog ain't asparagus! Ohh! Wahh! - Eat stink, grandma! - Ohh! Oh, yeah.
I can hover.
Hey, heroes, think fast! Kiss my bunions! Uhhh Hey, look everyone, it's that one guy who takes a very long time to say his name.
Captain Suuuuper Captaaaain! Sash, check the specs.
All right.
A super-villain invented a hypnotic medallion that he's using to turn all the heroes evil.
Our mission is to destroy the medallion.
Oh, Rippen should be easy to find.
Just follow the scent of failure.
This Rippen you speak of is not the villain in question.
No, the villain you seek is as diabolical as he is drop-dead handsome.
- Is it you? - No, he's my twin brother.
Are you gonna tell us his name? Yes.
Just give me a second.
Professoooor Eeeevil Professooor! PROFESSOR EVIL PROFESSOR: Ah, brother, I knew you'd come.
You and your runway model good looks.
Don't worry, Professor Evil Professor.
Professor Eeeeevil Professooooor! Yeah, I'm not saying it like that.
But as I was saying, I will use my super-villain suit to crush your brother and his annoying trio - of friends once and for all! - Is that so? You had Megasupertropolis in your grasp and you blew it! Pathetic! This isn't easy for me to say, but you're right.
I mean, you have an actual PhD in villainy.
What am I doing wrong, Professor Evil Professor? A true villain hits his enemy where it hurts most.
His armpits? I have really sensitive armpits.
They make a cream for that.
No, I'm talking about his friends.
I won't fail you, Professor Eeeevilll Professooor! And if we do screw up, that's why tomorrows were invented! Take this.
It contains my brother's only weakness.
Ooh, is it chocolate? Cuz that's my weakness.
Also little ceramic penguins, and shoes, and long, hot baths Man, that guy can talk.
There's the Professor's hideout.
I can smell the villainy from here.
No, wait.
That's tuna fish.
Hey, that's my lunch! Huh? Ahh! Ohh! Eh? Whoa! Haha! You'll have to do better than that! That was better.
Ya know, I'm starting to see a lot of growth in you, Rippen.
Hold on, chum! Peek-a-boo! Great Scott! My one weakness adult contemporary music.
Captaaaain Faaaallling Captaaaain! Hey, Penn, is this a bridge too far? Don't worry, Penn Zero I'll take good care of your friends.
More music, please! No! Unhh.
Son, that's no way to say "no" in agonizing defeat.
Try it with me.
Noooooo .
nooooo noooooo.
Boone, use your mind-reading ability to warn Penn he's about to walk into a trap! This adorable fashion-forward helmet seems to be blocking the signal.
Larry, you promised you weren't going to put bunny ears on my things anymore.
Who said it was me? - Fun's over, Rippen! - So funny you should mention fun.
Welcome to the funhouse of doom! Pitch-black! Perhaps I should shed some light on the situation.
You don't really think you can stop me this time, do you, brother? Hahh! I'll never understand why you turned bad.
You could have done anything with an advanced degree in evil.
It's where the real money is.
I've done very well for myself, and now I'm going to destroy your self.
You and what army? Oh, that army.
That's a pretty good army.
It's simple.
Your friends will slide into a tub of acid.
Then they'll be disintegrated by a disintegration ray and then reintegrated with a reintegration ray.
And then tossed into a cage of hungry meerkats.
Finally, they'll be thrown into a compactor and pressed into decorative cubes that make marvelous paperweights.
Simple? What are you talking about? That's extremely complicated.
Okay, how's this for simple? Once I press the button, you'll only have time to save one of them Boone or Sashi.
Sashi or Boone.
Not both.
One.
Well, my partner, suuuuper partner, will save the other one! PROFESSOR EVIL PROFESSOR: Is that a fact? Suzanne, how could you? I sang at your son's wedding! - It's okay, PZ.
Save Boone.
- Normally I'd argue, but it would be cruel to deny dear, sweet Sashi her final wish.
Actually, boy, I have a third option.
Ohh! Ohh! Destroy your enemy, and I let both your friends go free.
It would be so easy to just press a button.
It would be so easy to press a button.
You're a hero! Fight his hypnotic power! Ahhhh No.
No! I won't play your little game! Foolish boy! I've got more buttons than that! - Ahhh! Let me go! - Drop his friends! You fool! That was the spa button! Well, maybe you have too many buttons! Did you ever think of that? Now! Captain Suuuupper Captaain! What just happened? Holy chili dog, my head hurts.
Take good care of Shelly, brother! See you at Hanukkah, Clarence.
- That was close.
- Yeah.
It's a good thing Rippen couldn't figure this thing out, or else you guys would be goners.
Huh.
There's no way he could have missed that.
- You don't think? - Penn Zero, I shall not rest until the day I see you utterly destroyed! Nah.
Why should you elect me your class president? What do I bring to the table? Well, my friends and I have a secret job that's more important than anything you can possibly imagine.
I-I can't even tell you one thing about it.
So I humbly ask you to blindly put me in charge and trust that I'll make the right decision.
Penn For President! I only got two votes.
I voted for myself, so which one of you didn't vote for me? It was me.
I voted for you, buddy.
I believe it's wrong to vote for yourself.
He's so righteous! I would follow that guy to the ends of the Earth.
Hey, uh, Phyllis? You think I'm a good leader, right? Stupid question, I know, it's just, I dunno.
Yes, pretty good, pretty not great, but better than dead person.
What happened to my feet?! Calm down! None of us has feet.
Or legs.
Or arms.
We're balls.
I never understood how ironic the word "football" - was until now.
- Huh! Whoa! Well, I don't know about you guys, - but I'm having a - Please don't say "ball.
" - I was going to say "baby.
" - You're having a baby? Maybe.
We don't know what our mission is yet, okay? Check the specs.
That bouncy thing looks like fun.
Let me try! - Ohh! - Moving on.
All right.
Evil sports equipment Hunters have been hunting balls for sports.
Now there's only one herd of balls left.
We have to teach the balls to protect themselves, and save the ball species from extinction.
- Sounds easy enough.
- I can't stop spinning! Oooh! And the extra point is gooood! Unhh! Who's ready to bat some balls? - Yeah, you bet! - I love road trips.
Hey! We should make up a song together! I'll start.
Six handsome dudes Love hangin' out all the time Six handsome dudes Everybody! # Six ha # Come on! Or you just gonna leave this paddle hangin'? Play ball! - Whee! - Whoo! Greetings, ladies and gentleballs.
Hunters are on their way to wipe you out, sadly.
Sacreballs! What the dingo is he talking about? What is going on? I don't understand! The good news is we are here to train you to defend yourselves.
Just trust us, and you'll all be okay.
We are offering a variety of classes, ranging from "Bite Like You Mean It" to "Tripping: The Art of Being Underfoot.
" Hey-o! If the tennis ball teaches us how to fight back, we can finally live in peace and fuhgeddaboutit! That's the spirit.
Stop rilin' everyone up! Someone's bound to get hurt powerful hurt.
Y'all aren't from around these parts.
So let me enlighten you, Fuzzy.
Our herd led a downright carefree life before the Hunters came round these parts.
Hey, hoser balls! Sorry, but your luck has just run out.
Whoa! Chill out, dude.
We're not into, you know, aggression and stuff.
- This guy's full of hot air, eh? - Hey! Not cool, man.
- Not cool - Beach Ball Grandpappy! - Noooo! - Like, make a roll for it Ever since that tragic day, we balls decided to scatter instead of fight back.
Have you ever seen anyone you care about deflate in front of your eyes? Ya know, I can't say that I have.
Come on.
Let's promenade home.
Sorry, Tennis Ball.
Heroes come in lots of shapes, but I guess round ain't one of 'em.
Ahh, forget them.
We'll just beat the Hunters ourselves.
But that's not the mission.
We have to teach the balls to defend themselves.
But they won't even listen to us! You can't just scatter away from your problem! Uh, maybe we should scatter to that shelter over there.
- I don't want my leather to warp.
- No scattering! No scattering!!! I'm holding my ground.
Okay, maybe a little scattering.
The balls are completely unprepared.
We attack now.
To the golf cart! Uh, that's going to be a problem.
Stop spinning the wheels.
- You're only making it worse.
- Is this better? Oh, yeah.
Now it will work.
Oh, yeah, baby, this will work! Guys! I got stuck in another mud puddle, come see! Oooh, I never thought a tennis ball could be so handsome.
- Mom?! - He doesn't want to hear that from his mother.
Sashi, tell Penn he looks good.
- Dad?! - He's round.
I'll say it.
He looks amazing.
What's wrong with you?! And he smells fresh out of the can.
Penn, if you want other balls to believe in you, you have to first inspire these balls to believe in themselves.
- Uh-oh.
- Gotta run, sweetie! Inspire the balls! I need to find a way to prove myself in front of these balls.
Hey, guys! I want to sign up for your classes! Tell me I did not miss the registration deadline.
Whoa! Help! Help! Help! Yo, we gotta do somethin' over here! Yo, guys! Now I need your help! - Help! Help! - Come on, follow me.
I have an idea.
Grab the other end! Sacreballs! We cannot just do nothing! - Vivre la rescue opération! - C'mon, mates! We did it! - Thank you for saving my life.
- Fugheddaboutit.
Okay, time to pump up some balls.
Ahem! My fellow balls, lend me your Ears? Ear? I don't know.
Whatever you hear with.
Okay, look, there's another storm coming a storm of Hunters who think us balls are easy prey.
I can't fight them on my own, but I promise if you follow me into the battle, as sure as the great Sun Ball rises behind me, we will rise to victory! Future balls of all shapes, sizes, and bouncynesses will be able to live in freedom doing whatever they want, which will be a limited proposition because they'll be balls, but still they will be balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! - Ballls! - Enough! I will not dishonor the final words of my Beach Ball Grandpappy just because some slick-talkin' tennis ball - thinks he's ball that.
- Where you rollin', yo? I'm leavin' the herd.
I love you, but I just can't be a part of this.
It's just not how I roll.
I'll never fuhgeddabout you.
Where did they go? Everyone out! Check for tracks.
Tennis, anyone? Hmm-mmm! After him! Marbles in! Now! Attack! Balls! Get up and stomp 'em! Uhh! Uhh! Uhh! Ball! Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls! Balls Balls Balls Balls Balls Balls! This is fun! Wheeee! Yo, always bet on eight! Take that! - Oohhh! - I did not sign up for this! Come back! You have to do what I say! I'm the boss! You may be the boss, but you're not much of a leader.
Yaaah! Everyone back off! Here's how it's going to work.
I'm going to walk out of here with the eight-ball.
Any sudden moves, and I'll serve him into a tree.
He'll never get out.
Getting thrown into a tree is not much of a threat.
I wouldn't be too sure.
Everyone just stay cool.
- Baaaall! - Oh, no! Ahh! Oh, I thought I'd never see youse again.
Oh, yes, my dearest, I was blinded by my stubbornness.
I hope you can forgive me and "fuhgeddaboutit.
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