Doraemon (2014) s01e09 Episode Script

1 Hey, there.
My name is Doreamon.
I'm a super-sized, gizmo-ized, gadget cat from the future.
I get sent back in time to take care of this guy, Noby, but he's a mess! Doreamon! (Yelling) And that's where I come in.
To save the day with an amazing invention.
From my fourth-dimensional secret gadget pocket.
But things never turn out as planned.
Get ready, 'cause here we go again.
Yes, it's true.
It's good for Sneech to play with the less fortunate.
It's the Linguini mollusco, the world's fastest super car.
My cool cousin here just bought it.
The mollusco has a ten-cylinder turbo-charged 800 horsepower race car engine.
This baby can go over 180 Miles per hour.
Wow, that's super cool! So if you're interested, we figured you guys might want to go out for a little spin.
A ride in that car? Yeah, you betcha.
Any good friend of Sneech's is a friend of mine.
Go ahead, hop on in.
Both: All right! Yes! I've never been in a super car before! Sorry, Noby.
For what? This car is a four-seater, so there's not enough room for you.
See ya! Man, I'm always the one who gets left out.
I'll just read a comic book.
Oh, yeah, I completely forgot.
Mom took 'em away, and she said she won't give 'em back until my grades get better.
Lame stories by dull mcborington.
Ugh, that guy sure lives up to his name.
I guess I'll watch some TV.
Breathe in slowly.
And focus on the swinging timepiece.
Ooh, he's hypnotizing her.
You focused, and now, you've become a pretty bird.
Next, I want you to spread your wings and fly.
- (Making bird noises) - Good, good.
Wow, she's totally into it.
Caw, caw.
That's really impressive.
What? Just when that show was starting to get interesting.
It's fixed.
(Exasperated groan) Noby, I'm home.
It's broken! Why is this happening to me? Stupid thing! Don't you know who I am? Noby, calm down.
You're losing it.
Let me get this straight.
You're upset because you couldn't get a ride in a super car, read a comic book, or watch TV.
Why doesn't anything ever go my way?! Well, I think I have just the thing to cheer you up.
When you yell through this megaphone, you have the ability to hypnotize anything.
You can even hypnotize a rock if you want to.
I'm not buyin' this.
Hypnosis doesn't work on something that doesn't have a brain.
I mean, come on, a rock can't think.
And yet, this gadget can hypnotize anything.
Let's hypnotize this mirror.
You're a TV.
A TV.
Whoa! It's playing the rest of the show I was just watching.
That's 'cause it's been hypnotized to believe it's a TV.
This is the best thing ever! Go ahead.
Give it a try.
It'll do everything a TV will do.
So maybe this knob changes the channel.
Next on the 4:00 news It works! Cool! Hey, Doreamon, can i borrow that for a sec? Yeah, sure.
So this little guy works on anything? Yep, on anything.
Be a comic book.
Be a very funny comic book.
Dull McBorington is hilarious.
Glad you're liking it.
Love it.
You're a piano.
A piano! That's cool, Noby.
Since when do you know how to play the piano? You're a self-playing piano.
A self-playing piano.
All righty, time to clean this house.
On top of spaghetti, all covered with cheese I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed it rolled off the table and onto the floor, and my poor meatball What's that awful racket? I'm coming up! - She sounds mad.
- Real mad.
You two are making enough noise to wake the dead.
You're the window on the first floor.
On the first floor.
(Angry grunt) Enough! Huh? Nothing? Really? I think I must be losing my mind.
(Giggling) We can have a lot of fun with this hypno gadget.
Hold on just a minute.
Noby doesn't have any musical instruments in his room.
So that racket just now, what was that? You are an escalator.
And you are a trampoline.
You're a flying carpet.
Hmm, where did Noby go? I really thought he was here.
(Yells) What is this? Why are my stairs moving on me? (Panting) (Screams) All right, what have you done now? Wait, no! What in the world? I'm flying?! I know it's you, Noby! Turn it off.
She's not laughing.
Maybe we overdid it a bit.
Yeah, but what can we do about it now? Let's take our exit in a super car.
Sweet! Escape this place in style.
Is this what you meant by super car? Yeah, of course.
You are a super car.
If we ride a vacuum cleaner, they'll make fun of us forever.
Just trust me.
It's gonna be awesome.
Why do I hear a car in my house? (Loud revving) The engine has a 300,000-watt motor, and a top speed of 200 Miles per hour.
I know it's just a vacuum cleaner, but this thing is one mean machine.
(Giggles) It's a super car! I don't know what kind it is, but it's way cool.
Whoa! Sweet ride.
(Laughs) You gotta admit, super cars really stand out.
Hey there, slowpoke.
Ha ha ha! What's that? It's quite a hot rod.
It may not look like much, but our supercharged duster Buster's gonna smoke you guys.
My seatbelt costs more than your whole ride.
You wanna race, then bring it.
Are you ready for this? It's the reason i got my license.
Uh, guys, street racing is illegal.
Oh, then let's take this challenge to a racetrack.
This is just a driving school.
I can't get into the mood here.
Watch and be amazed.
You are now a racing track.
Sunekichi: Cool! It looks like a real racing circuit.
Sneech: All right, let's race.
Come on, put the pedal to the metal.
You don't have to tell me twice.
Hey, they're gaining on us.
Step on it! They're on a vacuum.
The only dust they'll eat is ours.
Doreamon, we're gonna lose.
No, we're not.
Trust me.
Engage turbo boost.
See ya! They just passed us.
They're flying.
Come on, come on, catch them already.
Okay, okay.
Hey, watch where you're goin'.
- Doreamon! - What? I can't see anything.
We're gonna hit the wall.
Let's go, let's go! Hey, be careful.
That was really close.
Jerks.
Those guys are playin' dirty.
Doreamon, hit that turbo power boost thingy again.
- It won't work.
- Why? I can only go into that mode once.
Hey, I know.
Excuse me, buddy, i need to grab this.
Yo, cold hands! Hey, you, that speedy red car over there.
You're a garbage truck.
You're a garbage truck that only collects dirty diapers.
Okay, we're almost across the finish line.
Huh? Hey, is my car playing a lullaby? His music, I've heard it somewhere before.
Yeah, it's for the diaper truck.
Noby: Later! Oh, dang, we lost.
What the heck, man? Why did you stop? It was the car; It stopped itself.
Hey, ladies, what are you doing to my car? Whatever you're putting in there, it stinks.
Listen here, buddy, this is really annoying.
We're used to getting curbside service, you know.
These dirty diaper bags are really dang heavy.
See for yourself.
No, no! My super car is not a diaper service.
But you're playing the diaper truck song.
Look, everyone's lining up.
(Shrieks) Oh! Smell ya later.
I'm telling you, this is not the diaper truck.
Disperse! Nothing to smell here.
I have the whole day off.
I'm gonna nap for most of it.
Floor feels good on my back.
Nice.
Hey, dad, listen.
I think you're awesome.
Huh? You think I'm what? Wait, I know what's happening.
You're gonna ask for a bike or something, right? You can butter me up all you want, - but the answer is no.
- You're wrong.
Then is it something more expensive? Forget it.
No way.
I'm not doin' it.
No, that's not it either.
- I don't want you to buy me anything.
- (Relieved sigh) All that I want you to do is simply split this rock in half with your bare hands.
You want me to do what?! Please, I really need you to do this for me.
Come on, dad.
You're awesome.
You can do this.
Don't overthink it.
This Boulder's only slightly harder than a big bowl of pudding.
Go on and try.
Okay.
I can do this.
Like a big bowl of pudding.
This is insane.
I'm not doin' this.
Oh, come on, dad.
Please?! No.
The only thing I'll get from this is a broken hand.
Forget it.
Man, what the heck am I gonna do now? All right, what's this really about? Okay, flashback.
I mean it, my dad's the coolest guy I know.
He's so super crazy smart, he knows everything about everything.
Yeah, okay, fine.
Your dad's smart.
My dad's even cooler.
He's the head of a major corporation, and he has tons of, like, celebrity movie friends.
No one cares your dad has brains or yours has lame friends.
The only one here with a truly awesome dad is me.
There's not a guy in town who's stronger than my dad.
He was a college wrestling champ.
He crushed everyone who challenged him.
He could break this board in half with one hand, and turn it into toothpicks in a matter of seconds.
Maybe one of your dads wants to challenge mine.
Nope.
My dad has brains not brawn.
You? Not my dad, no way.
Knew it.
I won't even ask you, Noby, 'cause I already know the answer.
I mean, after all, he's your dad, so he must be weak.
(Raucous laughter) You're wrong.
My dad's crazy strong.
Breaking that board in half would be a piece of cake for him.
No way.
It's true, I swear.
Prove it.
Okay.
My dad is so awesome, he can smash this giant Boulder into rubble with his bare hands.
All: What?! It's totally true.
You'll see.
I said he would show them in person.
You're kidding.
Why would you even say something like that? Because my dad's great, but he is so incredibly average, he has absolutely nothing i can brag about.
- Hey, Noby.
- Let's see it.
Oh, no! Everyone's here! Hey, guys.
I talked to my dad, and he really wants to show you guys his rock-smashing skills, but he just left on a business trip, and he won't be back for, like, weeks Where the heck is today's paper? That paper boy has the worst aim.
Oh, did you guys come over to hang out? You're all welcome.
Come on in.
(Derisive laughter) What are we waiting for? Let's see your dad split a rock already.
And make sure it's a big one, too.
And if I find out you're lying, you are so gonna regret it.
Just let me go get my dad.
What do I do, what do I do? I have no choice.
I have to use it.
Come on, Doreamon.
Get serious.
I know my dad's a quack sometimes, but that's not gonna help.
I am helping.
Watch.
Noby has a pretty red flower growing out of his nose.
Why does my nose suddenly feel all tingly? That's weird.
Make it go away.
Okay, that was enough.
That was kind of freaky.
Tell a lie when you're wearing this thing, and it suddenly becomes the truth.
What? That's perfect.
Come on, I'm bored.
What's taking Noby and his dad so long? You guys think this was all a lie? Yeah, of course it was.
All right, sorry to keep you guys waiting.
What you're about to see is so cool, you might not be able to handle it.
My dad's gonna smash this rock with his bare hands.
My body sorta feels like it's moving by itself, and I have to say, it's weird.
- So cool! - No way! Again, weird.
Like I said, my dad's pretty amazing.
Yeah, he is.
That was awesome.
Man, I had no idea your dad was so strong.
Noby, you've got the best dad ever.
Yeah, and that was like nothing for him.
(Laughter) Big G: Dad! Dad: What? You think there's someone around here.
Who's stronger than me? (Scornful laughter) That's plain crazy.
No, but I saw it, dad.
I was at Noby's, and his dad was like a total he-man.
- (Blows raspberry) - It's true.
I just saw him smash stuff.
He makes you kinda look like a wimp.
He what?! Geez, I hate when i lose my temper like that.
Tell you what.
Noby's dad and me will have a little man-off and settle this once and for all.
That's the dad I know.
Hey there, Toby.
Huh? Oh, hey.
Good to see you.
You want to challenge me to a wrestling match?! That's right.
A test of one's mettle, if you will.
But, you see, I'm really not great of a wrestler.
Ah, come on now.
Don't be modest.
They tell me you're packin' some mean muscle.
Who said that? It's all lies.
I'm really quite average.
So are you saying that rock we saw you smash in half was some kind of trick? No, of course not.
So come on.
One quick little match.
- Come on.
- I'm telling you.
I'm not the muscle man you think I am.
I'm rather flabby and quite out of shape.
If we don't use the truth beaker, your dad will get flattened like a pancake.
My dad really wants to wrestle.
All right.
- So you're up for the challenge then? - No, I'm really not.
Awesome.
Take him down, dad.
- It's on! - You got it, son.
No, please, don't take me down.
You've got him, dad.
You're right, Big G.
Your dad is strong.
He's awesome.
Stop playin' around and finish him.
Fine.
As you wish, son.
Here goes.
Ah, do something! My dad is definitely gonna win this match.
All right, all right, I give.
I give! All: Oh, no way! He won?! I gotta admit, I have a whole new respect for you.
You really shouldn't.
But thank you.
All right, I'm takin' a nap, and no one will stop me.
(Crying) I don't get it how Noby's dad beat mine.
Big G's dad never stood a chance.
My dad likes to take on ten sumo wrestlers at once just as a way to wind down.
Oh, no, body moving on its own again.
What's gonna happen now? All your bragging brought this on.
What you said just became real.
All of us at once, right? The only thing I wanted to do today was take a nap.
My dad can toss anything that comes his way.
I wasn't talking about the pillow.
One, two, three.
Oh, this is the worst day ever.
Stop, please stop.
That's not pretty.
You can sure say that again.
Oh, no! That was a lie.
What the heck are we doin' here? Beats me.
A nap, just a nap.
That's all I want.
So, Noby You've been lyin' to us all along, haven't you? Okay, wait a sec.
You've left me no choice.
Yes, I lied, but the truth is, my dad is actually a superhero.
Yeah, right.
Now that's funny.
Superheroes aren't even real, Noby.
Does he have tights and a cape? As a matter of fact, he does.
And he flies through the sky, too.
He's like a human rocket.
You just don't know when to stop, do you? It's fine, trust me.
Through fire or flood, he saves the day.
Somebody please make this stop.
Geez! Cold, cold, cold.
Wherever he is, he's always fighting for justice.
Did I just stop a thief? And it goes without saying that evildoers who deceive others are quick to feel his wrath.
Why is everyone running away? Um, why did that just happen? Afraid you kinda brought that one on yourself.
This is what you get for shootin' off your beak, Noby.