Johnny Test (2005) s01e11 Episode Script

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
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 Phero-Booster, 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)
Yes!
Ya gotta love Thrasher Grind,
Underground!
And how its customized mode
allows you to put yourself
right in the game.
JOHNNY:
Now watch me jump the gators.
-(SNAPS)
-(CRUNCHES)
You just got eaten,
and I just kicked your butt
on style points
again!
Whoo-hoo! I mean-- woof-woof!
Johnny, why would you play
a skateboarding video game
when you could go outside
and skateboard for real?
I would, Dad,
but there's no rad places
to skate in Porkbelly
like in Thrasher Grind.
Hey, Test.
I got a rad half-pipe
for my birthday!
There. Now you have
a rad place to skate,
and you can stop playing
these mindless video games.
Honestly, I don't know what
the appeal is of these games.
Almost got it.
You know, Test, pipe skating
is not like street skating.
It's a totally different animal.
Step aside and watch the master.
Boy, you really
showed her, "Master."
(GIGGLES) Maybe you should stick
to your little street tricks
and stay off the half-pipe.
Oh, I don't think so.
(WHEELS ROLLING)
JOHNNY:
Whoa!
(WATER SPLASHES)
He's really gonna hurt himself,
isn't he?
-Yep.
-We should probably
do something.
But nothing says we have to.
But he will cease
to be our little brother.
Fine. We'll help him.
Why are you dragging me in here?
I've gotta show Sissy I'm rad
and make her eat her words.
And why do you have
my game controller?
Because we customized it,
and it's now the Mega-Action
Game Controller.
Okay, I'll bite.
What's so mega about it?
It creates a wireless connection
directly to the brain's
extreme lobe.
Just point the controller
toward the brain,
click the connect button,
and you now control
that person
like in video games.
(BEEPING, PINGING)
I don't like it!
Wow! You guys
are not total geeks!
BOTH:
Thanks, Johnny.
I mean, you're still geeks,
just not total geeks.
Since you're better
at Thrasher Grind than me,
you work the controller
and make me shred Sissy's ramp.
Right. Now, how does
this thing work again?
(BEEPING)
JOHNNY:
Yo, Blakely!
Back for more face plants, Test?
How 'bout a 1080?
It's impossible.
That's never been done.
Except in video games.
Oh, yeah? Watch this!
You did it!
It's the most extreme thing
I've ever-- oh-hh!
Hey, she fainted
from your extreme-ness!
Wait. I have an idea.
Let's try swim mode.
(BEEPING, PINGING)
Where--? What happened?
Um, you fainted
from my rad moves,
and I saved your life. Duh!
Uh-oh. I know that look, Johnny,
and forget it!
Life is not a big video game
where you can control people!
And you're not listening to me
anymore, are you?
I stopped after "uh-oh."
BOY:
Gimme your money for lunch
or I'll give you pain
from a punch!
Okay! It's punch time!
Ow!
(GRUNTING)
(SOCKING, PUNCHING)
Agh! Get me away from me!
(CHEERING)
Pop quiz!
ALL:
Aww!
And it's on stuff
I haven't taught yet,
so you'll all fail miserably!
(STAMMERING)
(BUSHES RUSTLING)
(BEEPING, PINGING)
(STUDENTS CHEERING)
(LAUGHS) Dork.
Aw, nobody ever picks me.
(BEEPING)
(CHEERING)
Johnny, I don't like
being mega-controlled.
Relax. And let's
go for a kickflip
ollie bench grind.
What? But you never pulled off
that trick in the video game!
Okay. Fun's over.
Let's put this thing away
before someone
gets seriously hurt
and by someone, I mean me.
No way!
I love you, Mega-Action
Game Controller,
and I will never
give you up. Ever.
Johnny, you know the rule.
No video games until you
finish your homework.
(SCOFFS) Since when?
Uh, since--
since I just made it up!
Oh, really, Dad? Well--
Yes, really.
Now, upstairs,
young man, while
I put this thing away.
Okay, so I finish
my homework,
then it's
back outside for some
mega-controlling action.
Whoa! Whoa!
Oh, very funny!
Now quit controlling me!
-I'm not!
-(GRUNTING)
Well, who is?!
Playing Johnny's
mindless video games
is almost as much fun
as making meat loaf!
(SHOUTING)
Didn't I tell you
somebody was going to get hurt?
I just can't believe
it wasn't me this time.
Okay. You were right.
Now get the controller away
from whoever's using it!
(WHIMPERS)
What? What is it, boy?
You wanna go outside?
Mm-mm.
Hey!
Dukey, help!
Great. Now he's playing
Thrasher Grind.
Susan, Mary!
Your dad's playing a video game
with the Mega-Controller,
but he's controlling Johnny
at the same time!
And Johnny's loose
on the streets!
Ugh. Take five, Lolo.
(CHATTERING)
JOHNNY:
Help!
You gotta help him!
If you don't, I'll bite!
I will, too!
I'm crazy about that kid!
Fine. You hop
on Scoots the Scooter
and track down Johnny.
And we'll run downstairs
and get Dad to quit the game.
Right! Let's move!
Whoops! Had the thing
in reverse. (LAUGHS)
Hang on! The girls
are gonna get the controller
away from your dad!
Great!
Outta my way, car!
(SCREAMS)
(BEEPING, PINGING)
Dad, I accidentally cut off
my leg in the lab!
You have to quit the game
and get her to a hospital! Now!
I'm sure it's just a scratch.
Look, look, look!
Truck!
I'm gonna grind it!
Hop on Scoots!
Maybe if you left the board,
you can't be controlled!
Hey! I think it worked.
I'm gonna shred the zoo!
JOHNNY:
No, I don't think it worked.
Dad, Lolo's got rabies,
and he's beating us
senseless with a spoon!
So quit the game and help us!
I'm sure he's just playing.
Whoo, whoo!
I'm headin' for the gator pits.
(GROWLS)
We need something more important
than our safety and well-being
-to tear him away
from that game!
-(TIMER PINGS)
(SNAPPING, SNARLING)
Uh, you think your dad
can jump the gator pit?
I couldn't jump
the gator pit.
I guess we should
probably scream now.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
-BOTH: Dad, your
meatloaf is burning!
-(FIRE ALARM RINGING)
My meatloaf!
Why didn't you say so?
Quick, turn off the controller!
(BOTH CONTINUE SCREAMING)
It stopped! I've got control!
Yes, we're alive!
Well, it's better than
crashing into the gator pit.
But probably stinkier.
(ELEPHANT TRUMPETS)
JOHNNY:
So bored.
Need something fun to do.
HUGH:
Oh, Johnny!
I was wondering
if you would put your toys away.
Why didn't you
just use the door?
JOHNNY: Right.
-(GRUNTING) Oh, ow! Ow, ow!
-(SQUEAKS)
Done! Toys are away.
Johnny, when I said
put your toys away,
I meant all of them!
(ECHOES)
All of them! All of them!
All of them!
Thanks, sport.
And, hey, do a good job,
and I'll buy you a brand new
toy. (CHUCKLES)
Which is kind of ironic,
if you think about it.
(CHUCKLES)
Just put your toys away!
Oh, Dukey.
Wanna play go fetch the toys
and put them away?
DUKEY: Uh, I have
a two o'clock flea dip,
so I'm afraid
I can't help you with your,
ahem, little problem.
Wait. "Little problem."
That's it!
I'll get Susan and Mary
to give me some sort
of cool ray thing,
and I'll shrink all the toys
so no one can see them!
You got all of that from me
saying, "little problem"?
Yeah, that's right.
I need a
shrink ray. Um
BOTH:
Don't ask.
I need a shrink ray so I can
make all my toys really small.
The turbo-action backpack
has a built-in shrink ray.
I forget.
Is my head on your body
or is your head on my body?
Watch as all of my problems
just shrink away.
It worked! I'm a genius-
for using my sisters' genius!
I think that beam may have
sprayed wider than you thought.
Why do you say that?
Because didn't Gil's house
used to be there?
JOHNNY:
Oopsies.
I'll take care of that as soon
as I put all my toys away.
Of course. What's the rush?
(SCREAMS)
(DUKEY MOANING)
Ah! Yeah!
(LAUGHS)
-Dukey, is this cool or what?
-(MOANING FADES)
Dukey? Uh-oh.
JOHNNY:
Oopsies again.
Don't worry. I'll have you back
to normal size lickety--
Hey, how do you get
this thing to un-shrink?
Whoa. Didn't see that comin'.
Swat bug now!
What is that thing?
That's the flea that's been
buggin' me for the last week!
Man, that felt good! Now
(YELLS)
get us back to normal!
All I need is a mirror
so I can aim the beam
at myself and you,
and then we'll get big again.
Oh. There's a mirror
on your dresser.
And now we grow.
Wow! The room is spotless!
Okay, we'll fix him later, too.
(IN HIGH-PITCHED VOICE)
Whoa! didn't see this one
coming again.
(SNEEZING)
Well! You're real good at--
ah-choo-- shrinking,
but your unshrinking
leaves a lot to be desired.
Let's just get my sisters.
(CONTINUES SNEEZING)
Will you stop
with the sneezing already?
My, ah-choo, allergies
are acting up for some reason.
Agh! Dinosaurs!
They're not dinosaurs.
They're dust mites,
tiny microbes invisible
to the naked eye
that live in bedding,
couches, hairy backs,
and they make people
and dogs sneeze,
and they feed off dead skin
that falls off humans
and animals.
Awesome!
Hey, do you think they ever
get tired of eating dead skin?
Yes. Now get us out of here!
I know, I know. You didn't see
that one coming, either.
Run!
How many of these
things are there?
Well, there are more dust mites
in an average room
than there are people
on the planet.
JOHNNY: So we're talking
more than a hundred?
Just get us outta here!
Let's try this button.
Now's not the time
for personal grooming.
-We're home?
-Huh!
I must have hit
the right button.
Cool. I'm hungry.
Hey, what are we eating?
Ham and
hey, you're me!
Maybe we shrank so much,
we entered a freaky
subatomic universe!
Subatomic whosy-verse?
Yes. Some scientists believe
every atom in your body
can hold a tiny universe
so small, you can't see it.
More importantly,
subatomic ham is delicious.
Oh, what great horrors await us
in this tiny living nightmare?
Hey! My subatomic twin
looks great!
(CHUCKLES) Another devilishly
handsome talking dog!
I'll never be lonely again!
Love the sash. (LAUGHS)
Welcome to our little home,
or should I say our very, very,
very little home
where the sun
is always shining.
Hmm. That's funny.
We haven't had a dark,
threatening cloud here in years.
Oh, well.
Let me show you around.
Show me
where you keep the ham.
Hi, Johnny.
Hi, boy who looks
exactly like Johnny.
We're off to buy you
every toy in town.
And we love you.
Oh, and don't bother
cleaning your room.
I did it for you!
SUBATOMIC SUSAN:
Hi, brother, dear.
We just finished
your homework for you.
And we love you!
Have we shrunk
and gone to heaven?
Yep!
And there's my girlfriend.
JOHNNY:
That's Sissy!
And she looks amazing
and not freaky at all.
Anyway, I'd love
to stay and chat,
but I've got a show
to put on.
Do come with us,
and we'll continue
this delightful tour at school!
MAN OVER PA:
Hurry, come see Johnny Test,
the most popular kid in town,
as he reads the phone book!
Check it out! I'm the most
popular kid in town!
Well, I'm off to work. Ta-ta!
You work?
(STAMMERS) D-Dogs work here?
If you call
being the mayor of this town
and getting people
to do whatever you want "work,"
then yes!
BOTH:
Tiny Porkbelly rocks!
I think I could hang out here
for a while.
-A long while.
-I'm on it.
Hey, can you give us a tour
of one of those closets
in school that locks
from the outside?
Yes, of course. Right this way.
(CHORTLING)
Here it is, the closet in school
that locks from the outside.
Have fun, "Mr. Mayor."
Same to you,
"most popular kid in town"!
(BOTH SNICKER)
Well, if it isn't
my subatomic girlfriend.
Hi, Sissy.
I hate you!
Well, somebody's cranky
on stormy, windy days.
Oh, well.
Can't keep my fans waiting.
BOY:
There he is! Get him!
-Loser!
-(KIDS SHOUTING)
My new "whiz anywhere you want
and give the mayor
your steak" law didn't
go over that well.
That explains
why they hate you,
but why do they hate me ?
(CROWD SHOUTING)
DUKEY:
Okay. I think we're safe.
(BOTH SCREAM)
(RUNNING FOOTSTEPS)
Um, we have a small problem.
The sky is sort of exploding!
According to our calculations,
because there are
one too many Johnny
and Dukeys in our universe
The forces that control it
are trying to eradicate you
through hail, lightning,
and maybe worse.
(THUNDER CRASHES)
Then consider us eradicated!
We're outta here!
But I love it here.
Look, I think
the sun's coming out.
Okay. We'll go back to our lame,
not-deadly universe.
But this backpack
only shrinks things.
Oh, we fiddled with it,
and now it makes things bigger.
See?
(BOTH SIGH)
Oh-hh, Giant Gil.
Wait, before we go,
how did you make your
world so perfect?
Oh, that's easy. I just--
People of Tiny Porkbelly,
we have come to destroy, uh
"Johnny and Dukey."
Go!
CREATURE:
Whoa! Didn't see that coming.
Boy, am I glad to be back
in our world!
-Really?
-No.
But at least everything's
back to normal.
-Right?
-Johnny!
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)