The Villains Of Valley View (2022) s02e07 Episode Script

1
[rock music playing]
Come on! Whoo!
Get back in there,
you stupid thing! Oh!
Retract!
Retract!
[groans] Oh, that's it.
There is no plumber
that can save you now.
[grunts]
[sighs]
Mrs. Madden
Are you okay?
I am now.
Are you sure? 'Cause
this is the third sprayer hose
you've destroyed this week.
Unless this is how
we get a dishwasher.
If so, have at it.
I'm just having trouble suppressing
my villain rage lately.
What happened to letting it out
by zapping Dad?
You know, that's fun
for the whole family.
Yeah, but now he sees it coming,
so he started wearing
rubber underwear.
[sighs] Which is why I need
another outlet for my anger.
Uh, maybe a hobby would help.
When I get angry,
I like to knit. [chuckles]
When I get angry, you don't
want me holding giant needles.
Okay, then, something
without sharp objects.
Uh [chuckles]
How about salsa dancing?
Uh you obviously
don't know the damage
my mother can cause
with a pair of stilettos.
No, I-I think this hobby thing could work.
I just need to find something soon,
or I'm gonna blow!
- Hi, Mom!
- Leave me alone!
[energy crackling]
Bye, Mom!
[theme music playing]
[energy crackling]
[rock music plays]
Well, if it isn't my two favorite girls!
Wow, Mrs. Madden,
you seem less rage-y.
It's a trap! She ran out of faucets,
so she's gonna melt us! Run!
Actually, it's because I found
a way to channel my rage.
Pottery class!
Pottery class?
Well, it's official.
The suburbs have broken you.
No, it's perfect!
I can pretend I'm choking someone,
and end up with a cup!
I even found a two-for-one coupon online
so you can come with me, Amy.
Tempting.
Except for the pottery part,
and the class part,
so hard pass.
And here I thought
my daughter might enjoy
spending some time with her mother.
Amy, you should be
supporting your mom.
I do support her! I just support her
doing something less boring.
You know like staring at a wall.
I'll go with you to the pottery class,
Mrs. Madden.
I think it sounds like fun.
Oh! Not my first choice,
but I suppose
a distant second will do.
Thank you, Hartley.
I'd love to have you join me.
Great! Ooh, maybe
we can make matching
"spread a little sunshine" saucers!
[nervous chuckle]
Are you sure you don't want to go?
[rock music plays]
Dad, no one's gonna
wanna eat lunch with me
if you're hanging around the table.
Oh, please. You've been alone here
25 minutes. No one's coming.
Dad, guess what?
Please say a free chair
opened up in the teacher's lounge.
I entered the science fair!
- I'm gonna build a volcano!
- A volcano?
What is this,
Baby's First Science Kit?
Think we can come up
with something better than that.
"We"? No.
I wanna do this on my own.
And what's wrong with volcanoes?
They're cool!
Well, sure, to throw people
into, not build.
Look, any amateur can do that.
But you're the son of the school's
most brilliant science teacher.
Sounds like you're afraid
Colby's gonna embarrass you.
Sounds like you're right!
Listen. Don't worry,
I've already come up with
a surefire way for us to win this thing:
a robot that responds
to human emotions.
Built by a father who doesn't.
Come on! If you cry, he'll hug you.
If you're down, he'll tell you a joke.
If you're, uh
You can't think of any other
human emotion, can you?
I'm struggling.
Don't fall for it, Colby.
The only reason he wants to "help"
is so he can take over your project,
because that's what he always does.
I've never done that in my life!
During my first villain battle,
you put on a strength-boosting exo-suit
and fought the heroes for me.
I've only done that once in my life!
All the superheroes mocked me,
saying I needed my daddy
to fight my battles.
Which isn't true! I can fight
my own battles like a big boy!
Not wanting whatever that was
to happen to me
I'm gonna build
the volcano on my own.
Okay.
But if you come to your senses
and realize you can't
win this thing without my help,
I'll be waiting.
Milo! Well, if it isn't the second
smartest person in the school.
- You see, I'm
- The smartest person in the school.
We know.
It's on your parking space.
Hello, Colby.
I hear you're entering the science fair.
Don't bother,
I got that thing on lock.
Yeah, well, this year,
Colby's gonna win.
So, you better call a locksmith.
Please stop being my hype man.
I'm gonna crush you.
What I lack in stature,
I make up for in mental ingenuity.
Doesn't sound as cool out
loud but it is!
[chuckles]
Wow, Dad.
You really think I'm gonna win?
Course not.
Please let me help you!
[giggling]
There you are.
Where have you been?
Oh, sorry. Pottery class.
It's our fourth one this week!
I know!
What is wrong with you people?
It's pottery!
It's actually pretty fun.
Hey. Today we made bowls!
I'm sorry. I was waiting
for you to get to the fun part.
It does seem to be
solving my rage problem.
I haven't felt the desire
to mangle anyone all week.
- [clears throat]
- All day.
Sergio says we're
his perfect pottery pair!
Sergio?
Our instructor. Very supportive.
His mantra is "one clay at a time."
[giggling]
Okay, hold up one of those bowls,
I think I'm gonna puke.
Hey. What's wrong, sweetie?
- What's wrong?!
- Yeah.
We had plans, remember?
We were gonna sonic-blast
the carousel
and turn it into
a not-so-merry-go-round.
[groans] I'm sorry.
I've been having such a great time
with Hartley, I guess I forgot.
Hey. You always say she's
a "fun killer," but I disagree!
You called me a fun killer?
Oh, please. Like I've never
said it to your face.
Okay, Hartley, we should hurry up and eat
before we head back to the studio.
As Sergio likes to say,
"Lunch is the most important
meal of the clay."
I can't believe she's ditching me
to hang out with Hartley.
Well, two can play at that game.
This better be good.
I was feng-shui-ing my she-shed.
And by feng-shui-ing,
I mean bathing it in pesticides.
Celia, you're coming to pottery class.
No, I am not.
You can make weapons.
Looks like those cockroaches
will live another day.
[rock music plays]
Will you calm down?
Anywhere can be a parking spot.
Uh, what are you two doing here?
Oh, hey, Hartley!
You know, I'm just making
some pottery with my bestie.
"Bestie"?
This girl needs a check-up.
I thought you said pottery was boring.
What are you really doing here?
Well, you've been having such
a good time with Hartley and not me,
I didn't want to miss out on the fun.
And you got my grandma to come?
It didn't take much convincing.
We've actually gotten very close
over the last 40 minutes.
Right, Grandma?
Only two people
get to call me Grandma:
Hartley and somebody
I'm not at liberty to talk about.
Amy, are you jealous that
I'm here with Hartley and not you?
No! I think you're both jealous
because I am here with Celia,
and we are gonna put you to shame.
All right, people!
The time has come
for our partner project!
Remember,
all the world's a lump of clay,
and all the men and women
merely potters!
All right, let's make some shelf candy!
Ooh, guys, just so you know,
the wheel can be a little tricky.
I got it, Mom!
I've got Celia to help me.
We're a perfect pair.
[chuckles]
You know
how to work this thing, right?
Does it have a trigger?
- No.
- Then I do not.
[rock music plays]
Yes! I think I got it!
Three, two, one
[gurgling]
Hey. Need my help
with your volcano yet?
Nope. Got it all under control.
You don't, but it's cute
that you think you do.
How's it going with
Mount St. Daddy Issues?
It's not. I can't even get this
stupid thing to erupt.
Which means I'm going to lose to Milo
and Dad's gonna think I'm a total failure.
Okay, okay, stop begging.
I'll help you.
What? No, II wanna
figure this out myself.
Aw, no need to thank me.
I'm a giver.
Okay, who are you
having a conversation with?
'Cause it's definitely not me.
I'm just sayin', two brains
are better than one.
Not when one of them's yours.
Besides, you're just trying
to get even with Dad
for making you look like a chump
in front of the superheroes.
Yeah, pretty much.
What's, uh, going on here?
Oh, nothing. Just Colby wanting
my help with the volcano.
- What?!
- What's the matter? Jealous?
I have no idea what he's talking about.
- I never asked him for
- Quiet, Colby!
I'm trying to prevent your
project from being taken over
by an oblivious egomaniac.
Wow, betrayed by my own blood!
You know,
if I wasn't already a supervillain,
this would totally be my origin story.
Scoot, scoot, scoot, scoot.
[rock music plays]
Today, we are creating
the pièce de résistance
of the ceramics world, the vase.
- The what?
- The vase.
- The what?
- Vase. We're making a vase.
Oh. Well, why is he saying it like that?
You're not better than me!
This vase will serve as inspiration.
It was my grandmother's
prize possession
and the one thing
she left me in her will.
Far more valuable than
the actual cash she left my siblings.
Ten bucks says
his grandma's in that thing.
Twenty, and I'll take that action.
All right, time to get those
wheels a-spinning.
Uh, you sure you don't
want to swap partners?
Might be better to work
with someone more experienced.
Nope! We're good!
Amy!
Are you sure you're okay
with me and Hartley hanging out?
[scoffs] Yes! I have my
own person to hang out with now.
Right, Mee-maw?
Granny?
Bubby?
You can try it a hundred different
ways, it's still not happening.
[rock music plays]
- [sputtering]
- Ow!
Jake, we're running out of time!
You should've let me
do this on my own
- instead of taking over.
- I don't see you helping.
Yeah, because every time I tried,
you were like, "Colby, get away.
Your tiny baby hands go against
everything science stands for!"
Well, they do.
Well, lookie here.
You made a volcano.
Or should I say,
you made a vol-ca-don't?
[laughs]
Good one, Milo!
"Vol-ca-don't?"
Seriously? I mean,
"vol-ca-nope" was right there.
Either way, it's never gonna win.
Not when it has
to go against my robot
that responds to human emotions.
I think you mean our robot.
- Dad?
- How great is this thing?
He's like the dog I never had.
[Emototron]
Emoting happiness.
Aww. Okay,
enough with the emoting.
I don't get it, Milo.
If you always have
the science fair on "lock,"
then why'd you ask my dad for help?
I didn't. He begged me
to let him help.
Guess he wanted
a piece of the "Milo Magic."
And you just said yes?
Of course not!
But then he offered me free access
to the teachers' lounge.
And I'm not turning down
VIP status like that.
They have cashew milk.
Come on, Emototron.
Let's go give the judges
some razzle-dazzle.
You know, I-I can't believe
you'd betray me like this.
You mean like how you betrayed me
by going to Jake for help?
You should've stuck with me.
But the Dad train has left the station.
And you're the little engine
that couldn't.
Greetings, esteemed judges,
meet Emototron,
a robot that responds
to human emotion.
Go ahead, wave to it.
[Emototron]
Emoting friendliness.
If you're happy,
Emototron is happy.
- Who wants a hug?
- I'll take a hug.
Okay, that's longer than I needed.
Uh, just part of the demo.
[[chuckles] You know
what they say about hugs
That they're a sign of weakness?
[grunts]
He's not letting go.
[grunting continues]
Bad, Emototron, bad!
Don't pull him!
Emototron doesn't like
being manhandled!
[Emototron]
Emoting anger.
What?
[crowd gasps]
Emototron, stop!
You think you're tougher than me?
[shrieks]
[whimpers]
Don't worry! It will all be worth it
once you taste that cashew milk!
[whimpers]
[rock music plays]
I sense your conversation
with the clay is not going well.
Yeah well, art is
in the eye of the beholder.
Looks like there's also some clay
in the eye of the beholder.
Keep bugging us,
and you'll "be holding" your eye.
[sharp gasp]
¡Que bonito!
Another masterpiece
from our perfect pair!
Yeah, but we all know nothing
beautiful lasts forever!
[gasps] No!
Amy!
Don't worry, I think we can save it.
We can't let them finish
before we do.
I don't know what your beef is,
but I'm always ready for a throwdown!
[Amy]
Let's crank this baby up.
Amy, I don't think that's a good idea.
Finally! Weapons!
Fire in the hole!
[yelping]
[rock music plays]
[rock music plays]
- Woo-hoo!
- [laughter]
[Celia] Been a long time
since I've had a clay fight!
Yeah! Who's the perfect pair now?
[gasps] Hartley!
Ahh! You gotta shut the thing off.
- Why me?!
- Um
You're young.
You'll heal faster.
Ow! Ow!
[jaunty music]
[suspenseful music]
Nana!
Told you she was in there. Pay up.
Double or nothing,
Grandpa's in that vase over there.
What were you thinking, Amy?
Yeah, you ruined the class.
Then maybe I should just leave.
There wasn't space for me here anyway.
I guess three's a crowd
in a perfect pair.
Amy, wait!
[rock music plays]
Help! I'm too young and smart
and handsome and charming to die!
Could use some muscle, Jake.
Oh, look who needs me
to fight their battle.
Okay, playtime's over, big guy.
[grunts]
[groans]
[grunts]
Why does an emotion robot
need that kind of destructive power?
Because I repurposed
one of my old destruction bots.
What? I had to do something for me!
[grunts]
[groans]
Colby, buddy, any chance
you could give me a hand?
'Cause it's pretty clear
Dad's not gonna do anything.
[grunts]
Just need one more second.
Oh, by all means, take your time.
Got it! Okay! Send him my way!
[grunts]
[Emototron]
I am Emototron
[distorted sounds]
[powering down]
I am Emototron
- Yes!
- No!
My robot!
His. His robot.
So much for the "Milo Magic."
Come on, Emototron.
Let's hit the showers.
You know, Colby,
none of this would've happened
if you had just accepted my help.
- I told you, I didn't want your help.
- Yeah, he wanted mine!
No, I didn't want anyone's help!
I entered the science fair
because I always wanted to be like Dad.
And I wanted to prove that
I could follow in your footsteps.
Wow, I had no idea.
Doesn't matter anyways, 'cause
it's obvious
I don't know what I'm doing.
Well, who fixed the volcano?
You did!
Actually, the internet did.
I just watched a video on my phone,
and it told me what to do.
Okay, well, who knew how
to look up that video? You did!
It's pretty clear science isn't my thing.
I'm sorry I let you down, Dad.
You didn't let me down!
Colby
if you're not good at science,
it just means you're destined
to be better at something else.
After all, you're the, uh
"Chosen One."
Wow, your forehead vein
didn't pop out when you said that.
That's progress.
I'm sorry, too, Colby.
I was so busy trying to show Dad up,
I didn't realize I was doing
the exact same thing to you
that he did to me.
Look, I only take over
because I don't want you to fail.
I guess I should let you
learn from your mistakes.
But I'll always be proud of you
no matter what.
Thanks, Dad.
Unless you really embarrass me,
and then I'll just tell people
you're not my sons.
[rock music plays]
Hm. Hope you didn't leave
your precious pottery class
on my account.
Well, that and Sergio threw us out
after Celia scattered his grandpa.
Oh, by the way, she said
you owe her 40 bucks.
Look, Amy, it's obvious Hartley and I
doing pottery class bothers you.
No.
if pottery makes you happy,
for whatever
strange reason that might be,
I shouldn't stand in your way.
Actually, I'm fine taking a break.
After being pelted with balls of clay,
I'm gonna go home
and ice my many, many welts.
- [door closes]
- [groans] Amy,
why didn't you just admit
you were feeling jealous?
We're villains.
We don't talk about our feelings.
Well, maybe it's okay to
once in a while.
I mean, if I hadn't been
open about my rage,
I never would have found a hobby.
I guess when I saw how much fun
you and Hartley were having,
I felt left out.
But I invited you first.
I know.
I guess I just couldn't get past
my deep-seated hatred
for all things pottery.
Okay, well, just so we're clear,
I didn't do that class
because I love making pottery.
- You didn't?
- No!
The whole point was to find
an outlet for my villain rage.
And that's exactly what I did!
[both shouting]
[cackling]
Feels good, doesn't it?
It feels great!
And now I get my quality time
with my daughter.
- Mom!
- Ooh!
That was one of Dad's inventions.
Well
everything's fair game
when I have a hammer in my hand.
[shouting]
[rock music plays]
So, I sacrificed my science fair
winning streak
just so you could use me
as a pawn against your sons?
That's why I like talking to you,
smart kid.
You know what pawns are.
Well, you've underestimated me
at your peril.
I was able to fix your robot
or should I say, my robot
and now it works better than ever!
Uh-oh.
Don't worry.
He just wants a hug!
[Emototron]
Emoting vengeance.
Ahhhh!
- Nope.
- [Vic yelps]
He's crushin' him.
[rock music plays]
[theme music playing]