Ballmastrz 9009 (2018) s01e02 Episode Script
With the Burning Spirit of Teamwork in Her Heart!
1
Where's she going?
No, Lulu!
♪♪
It looks like a victory
is in the cards!
What's the rush?
Let's play with them a while.
I changed my mind.
I want to kill
the big one first.
Yay!
Ballmastrz.
Ballmastrz.
Atomic Candy Crush!
♪♪
I'm open.
Pass the Ball, man.
Sure, Leto.
Here I am holding up the Ball
with every intention
of passing it to you.
- What the
- Perhaps I can lend you a hand.
Giganticard Barricade!
Ow. Oof.
Aw, geez. I want to hold
my forehead very badly,
but I can't.
Gaz, you're on our team.
Why aren't you helping us?!
Because right now,
I need your help, D.D.
Really? You need me?
Yes, I need you
to take this hit!
- Aah!
- Huge Green Power Poke!
Well, it's nice to be needed.
And I need to tear that bitch's
heart out through her nose!
Is this your true path, Digzy?
She's using us against us?
If it's every man for himself,
Flip Champion does
fine on his own!
By spending two years in stasis
under the soothing curtain
of a waterfall
in the terraformed pleasure
zone of Midori Glory,
I channeled my aura into
perfecting the ultimate length,
girth, pliability,
and sweet cherry-blossom aroma
of my unstoppable attack!
Behold Umbilicus!
♪♪
- Ah
- Om.
Aah!
Half time! Half time! Half time!
Oh, give me some
of that sweet juice!
I can put up with a lot.
I'm a starving orphan on
a losing team in a stinky town
whose hero turned out to be
a potty-mouthed,
drink-drinking cuss-word-sayer.
But what I can't put up with
is betraying your own team!
I didn't want to believe it,
but maybe the world's
right about you, Gaz Digzy.
Maybe you're a disgrace
to the game after all.
Maybe there really is no hope
for you or for us.
Eugh!
That little
Whoa. Cool it, toots.
- Calm down.
- Hey, kid.
You got something to prove,
then prove it or get smashed.
Aah!
Wow, a real pass from Gaz.
Maybe I was wrong.
Maybe she's a team player
after all.
I got ya.
What the
Whoa!
Impossible. It can't be.
They've activated
the Ballmastr Formation,
the lost ancient weapon
of the Rad Warz.
- What
- Happened?
- Is that us?
- Holy guacamole!
- We're amazing!
- We're badass!
Yeah!
Whoa!
What is that thing?
Let's smash it!
Invincible Mummy Kill.
Spiral Bandage for All!
♪♪
Ballmastrz.
Aah!
We thrashed him!
We're not off the hook yet!
Right hook mega-smash!
♪♪
Ballmastrz.
- We did it!
- We did it!
- We did it?
- We did it?
Ballmastr.
Don't get cocky.
We still got to score.
Okay!
Ballmastrz.
- Crotch Rocket Ball Buster!
- Crotch Rocket Ball Buster!
Ballmastrz.
♪♪
Why isn't anyone cheering?
Is everyone too happy to talk?
Wrong score hole, dipshit!
Oops.
- That was awesome!
- Go, Leptons!
Where's she going?
No, Lulu!
♪♪
It looks like a victory
is in the cards!
What's the rush?
Let's play with them a while.
I changed my mind.
I want to kill
the big one first.
Yay!
Ballmastrz.
Ballmastrz.
Atomic Candy Crush!
♪♪
I'm open.
Pass the Ball, man.
Sure, Leto.
Here I am holding up the Ball
with every intention
of passing it to you.
- What the
- Perhaps I can lend you a hand.
Giganticard Barricade!
Ow. Oof.
Aw, geez. I want to hold
my forehead very badly,
but I can't.
Gaz, you're on our team.
Why aren't you helping us?!
Because right now,
I need your help, D.D.
Really? You need me?
Yes, I need you
to take this hit!
- Aah!
- Huge Green Power Poke!
Well, it's nice to be needed.
And I need to tear that bitch's
heart out through her nose!
Is this your true path, Digzy?
She's using us against us?
If it's every man for himself,
Flip Champion does
fine on his own!
By spending two years in stasis
under the soothing curtain
of a waterfall
in the terraformed pleasure
zone of Midori Glory,
I channeled my aura into
perfecting the ultimate length,
girth, pliability,
and sweet cherry-blossom aroma
of my unstoppable attack!
Behold Umbilicus!
♪♪
- Ah
- Om.
Aah!
Half time! Half time! Half time!
Oh, give me some
of that sweet juice!
I can put up with a lot.
I'm a starving orphan on
a losing team in a stinky town
whose hero turned out to be
a potty-mouthed,
drink-drinking cuss-word-sayer.
But what I can't put up with
is betraying your own team!
I didn't want to believe it,
but maybe the world's
right about you, Gaz Digzy.
Maybe you're a disgrace
to the game after all.
Maybe there really is no hope
for you or for us.
Eugh!
That little
Whoa. Cool it, toots.
- Calm down.
- Hey, kid.
You got something to prove,
then prove it or get smashed.
Aah!
Wow, a real pass from Gaz.
Maybe I was wrong.
Maybe she's a team player
after all.
I got ya.
What the
Whoa!
Impossible. It can't be.
They've activated
the Ballmastr Formation,
the lost ancient weapon
of the Rad Warz.
- What
- Happened?
- Is that us?
- Holy guacamole!
- We're amazing!
- We're badass!
Yeah!
Whoa!
What is that thing?
Let's smash it!
Invincible Mummy Kill.
Spiral Bandage for All!
♪♪
Ballmastrz.
Aah!
We thrashed him!
We're not off the hook yet!
Right hook mega-smash!
♪♪
Ballmastrz.
- We did it!
- We did it!
- We did it?
- We did it?
Ballmastr.
Don't get cocky.
We still got to score.
Okay!
Ballmastrz.
- Crotch Rocket Ball Buster!
- Crotch Rocket Ball Buster!
Ballmastrz.
♪♪
Why isn't anyone cheering?
Is everyone too happy to talk?
Wrong score hole, dipshit!
Oops.
- That was awesome!
- Go, Leptons!