The Epic Tales of Captain Underpants (2018) s02e06 Episode Script

1 Puppies are so soft.
Wouldn't it be great to use one as a bathrobe? Too bad that's illegal.
But now you can make your robe feel like forbidden puppy softness with Bed of Robeses dryer sheets.
Bed of Robeses makes robes puppy-soft and eliminates static cling.
Get a free box of Bed of Robeses at Robe-I-Con, the tri-state area's biggest robe convention! Robe-I-Con! - So psyched for Robe-I-Con! - Robe-I-Con! Breaking news.
I'm Scoops Blazer and while Piqua has robe fever for tomorrow's Robe-I-Con, someone is robbing banks.
Security cameras show the robber is a grown man in underwear and a cape.
It's a very specific look that should be avoided.
- Is that Captain Underpants? - No! - No! - No - No.
- Oh, no.
- No.
- No! - No! No! No! - No! No! No! Ah! - Wait, no! - No! - No! - No! - No! No! No! - No! No! No! - Yes.
- Yes.
So George and Harold make comic books - We're cool! - Me, too! But they had a mean, old Principal Who told them what to - Blah, blah, blah, blah! - So they got a hypno-ring And first, they made him dance Then, accidentally, kinda on purpose Turned him into Captain Underpants Tra-la-la! With a snap, he's the Captain Not the brightest man And don't forget, when he gets wet - You're back where you began - Blah, blah, blah! Put it all together What could possibly go wrong? Now this is the end Of the Captain Underpants song - By George Beard and Harold Hutchins - Tra-la-la! "The Shadowy Syndrome of The Sinister Splotch.
" Chapter 1, A Doom of One's Own.
This is George Beard and Harold Hutchins.
George is the kid on the left with the tie and the flat top.
Harold is the one on the right with the T-shirt and the bad haircut.
Remember that now.
I don't get it, how could Captain Underpants rob a bank? I know, it's just not right.
If he's bad, nothing's good.
- So it can't be him.
It can't.
- Oh, it's him, all right.
It's not like there's an impostor trying to frame Captain Underpants, so Captain Underpants goes to jail and can't stop the impostor's scheme.
Look, there's my shadow on the floor.
I'm floor shadowing.
Which sounds like foreshadowing, which means hinting at the future.
Why does that shadow look familiar? I don't know.
We'll probably find out later.
Yeah, but right now we need to find out where Krupp and Captain Underpants were during the robbery.
- But they're the same guy.
- True.
But not at the same time.
Oh, right.
You lost me.
Oh, my har.
This robe is gonna rock Robe-I-Con.
Sophie One, selfie time.
Other Sophie, get these feathers out of my mouth.
Robe-I-Con! Robe-I-Con! Greetings.
I am Robius! President of the Society of Robes.
Please join us today at the Piqua Convention Center for Robe-I-Con! All robes are welcome.
Ah.
Ah.
It's empty! It's empty! I can't take it! And FYI, that's not a robe! It's a poncho! I've had it.
I demand my own office.
Wait, who's this guy? This is our tailor.
He's fitting us for fancy robes.
Giuseppe, you pricked me with your pin.
Oh, you guys going to Robe-I-Con? Puh-shaw.
Robe-I-Con is for rubes.
- Yeah, robes.
- No, rubes.
- Robes? - Rubes.
- Robes.
- Rubes! Robes! - Rubes.
- Rubes? Exactly.
Rubes.
Yes, Robe-I-Con is for peasants.
But the Society of Robes, now that is a gathering of greatness.
That's right, CEOs, world leaders, decision makers, acrobats, the power players who truly run the world.
Membership in the Society of Robes means rubbing elbows with the fat cats.
In robes.
Just what I need to impress Eliteanati Academy.
- So, you're a member? - Well I'd like to apply to be a member.
No.
They keep putting me off until next year.
But all that changes this year.
Giuseppe! You pricked me again! - Anyway, about my office.
- If you can find one, it's yours.
Ow! "Mr.
Krupp's Office?" - Miss Anthrope was right.
- Mr.
Krupp, you in there? Do you have an appointment? No.
Why are you talking like that? Mr.
Krupp will see you now.
Thanks, Mildred.
Welcome to my new office.
Did you meet my new secretary, Mildred, on your way in? That's a wall.
Mm.
Must have stepped out of the office for coffee.
This isn't an office.
It's a toilet stall.
- What do you want? - Not much.
We just have a few questions for you.
Where were you last night? - I was on a date.
Like I always am.
- That's a lie.
Tra-la-la! Where were you last night? I confess.
I did it.
- Did what? - I don't know.
Why am I wet? Don't change the subject.
What do you know about the bank robbery? Bank robbery? I don't know.
- I was on a date.
With a lovely lady.
- Lie.
What's your alibi? Uh Captain Underpants, go to sleep - Don't wet the bed again and weep - Not lullaby.
Alibi! Oh, is that a song, too? I can sing it backwards.
Fine, I went to a movie.
Alone.
Here's the ticket stub.
"When Pigs Fly?" Now playing, When Pigs Fly.
- Marry me.
- When pigs fly.
It was awful.
No pigs, no flying, just a bunch of dumb people talking about their feelings.
The movie time checks out.
Rob a bank? I wouldn't do that.
I'm a superhero.
Oh, maybe it was one of my enemies trying to frame me.
I don't think either one of them robbed the bank.
Yeah, because they're the same guy.
I know.
My point is, I think Captain Underpants is right.
- Someone's trying to frame him.
- Yeah, but who? I don't know.
But we better find out fast.
What about Captain Underpants? Should we turn him back to Krupp? Hey, is it okay if I use the toilet in this office? Because I am.
Chapter 2, A Second Pants! The impostor could be anybody.
How are we gonna catch him? - We wait for him to make a move.
- But that could take forever.
Or no time at all.
This is the statue of Horatio Dump, refuse pioneer and pride of Piqua.
He deserves better.
Oh, my gar.
That guy who has a cape jacked the statue of that guy who invented garbage.
Seriously, these feathers.
Captain Underpants? But we just left him.
- Alone.
With no alibi.
- Or lullaby.
- Be right there.
- Captain Underpants? Did you go anywhere? Yeah, I went right here.
Still going.
So an impostor is posing as Captain Underpants.
Tra-la-la! Come on.
These robes are sure to wow the Society of Robes.
If Giuseppe ever finishes them.
Giuseppe! I do wish they were less scratchy.
Bed of Robeses can fix that.
- Okay.
- Okay.
Giuseppe, my thigh! And he was wearing a cape.
- He looked like a giant baby.
- But not in a good way.
There you have it, folks.
A so-called superhero known as Captain Underpants is currently on a city-wide crime rampage.
No, Captain Underpants is innocent.
- How do you know? - 'Cause he's in the bathroom.
Ho! Hey, guys.
I still don't know where I was last night when that bank was robbed.
Hey, nice statue.
Can I have it? Put the statue down, sir.
Hands behind your back.
You're under arrest.
Breaking news.
The half-naked lunatic known as Captain Underpants is under arrest.
- But he's innocent.
- Yeah, he's being framed.
By an impostor.
Tell it to the judge this afternoon.
If you can't prove he's innocent, he'll go to jail forever.
Forever? Just kidding, more like life! Come on, Underpants.
I'm putting you behind bars until your trial.
Oh, like a zoo? Wait, will there be monkeys? I don't trust those guys.
No.
Don't take him.
- He didn't rob that bank.
- He was at the movies.
- Tell her.
- Oh, what movie? Did I get popcorn? You're making it worse.
- Oh, should I confess, then? - No! Chapter 3, Evi-dunce.
- So, what are we looking for? - Anything that helps Captain Underpants.
We gotta prove he's innocent at that trial.
- Gold bar? - Useless.
Sparkly diamonds? That's no help.
- A dryer sheet? - Strike three.
We're out of here.
I sure hope Captain Underpants is making friends in the slammer.
He's fine.
He's a people person.
Hey, this isn't so bad.
Ah! That's a clown! Clown! Nope, I'm out of here.
So the Horatio Dump statue used to be right here.
See any clues? I don't know, is garbage a clue? Nothing but garbage up here, too.
Another dryer sheet.
Let's roll.
Hey.
I need a boost.
George? Buddy? I'm glad we had this talk, Mr.
Gigglenose.
We're more alike than I thought.
Ah! Sorry.
Old habits.
Maybe Captain Underpants left something behind that'll prove his innocence.
Kids, I hope you're not thinking what I'm thinking.
- Here's another dryer sheet.
- Huh.
That's the third one we found.
Once is chance.
Twice is a coincidence.
Three times is a pattern.
Saw it on Gorilla Lawyer.
Huh.
Dryer sheets at both of the crime scenes.
Now one here.
Curious.
Wait.
Isn't this toilet the way into Mr.
Ree's secret toilet lab? It is.
Mr.
Ree isn't just the school janitor.
He's also a former secret toilet agent with a knack for invention.
There's even an episode about that.
- What if Mr.
Ree's the impostor? - We gotta get into that lab.
There's an access button here somewhere.
- Feel around for it.
- Ew.
I came in here a superhero, but I'll be leaving a clown.
I can keep this, right? Keep looking.
That button's gotta be around here somewhere.
There's no button.
Oh, wait, there's a button.
Wait, didn't the floor drop out last time? - Mr.
Ree? - Just a sec.
Gotta put these robes in the dryer with some Bed of Robeses so I can take over the world.
So, you are the one framing Captain Underpants.
You're the impostor.
No, Mr.
Ree isn't the impostor.
I am the impostor! - I don't get it.
- Me neither.
Sorry, I'll walk you through it.
Once, I was a troublemaking alien robe.
But Captain Underpants punched me into toxic waste, making me a super robe with his powers.
I wanted to rule and I couldn't let him stop me again.
So I took over Mr.
Ree's body and used his skills of invention to create Bed of Robeses, a dryer sheet that lets me control all robes and those who wear them.
Then, I posed as Captain Underpants to frame him and get rid of the only one who could defeat me.
Now my robal domination is at hand.
- Nice drawings.
- Did you do those? - Never mind that! - So, no.
So you're like an evil version of Captain Underpants? And you're smearing his reputation like a splotch! That name is perfect! Yes.
Splotch.
That is a good name.
I'm using it.
Good.
But we're not gonna let you take over the world with robes.
Captain Underpants will stop you.
As soon as we get him out of jail.
Oh? And how will you do that if you can't leave? - Robes rule.
- Robes rule.
- The Melvins? - The Melvins? I control the robes and those who wear them.
Now, if you'll excuse me, I need to get to Robe-I-Con to assemble my robe army.
Oh, really! Do you have to do this every time? Oh, and get a new robe belt.
Robe.
Robe.
Belt.
Robe belt.
Robe belt.
Robe.
That's hard to say.
Chapter 4, Shock And Roll.
When we get out of these ropes, how are we gonna get past the Melvins? They're Melvins.
In robes.
How hard could it be? I'm free.
- Stop.
Robes rule.
- Stop.
Robes rule.
Whoa.
What was that? That's a good question for the science sock.
When you rub things together You create static electricity Rub, sometimes it makes things clingy Sometimes, sometimes It makes things shocky, shocky Sometimes it makes things clingy It makes things shocky Sometimes, static electricity Clingy, shocky, rub So static electricity shocked those robes off? Yeah, we should remember that in case we need it later.
We gotta get to that trial and clear Captain Underpants's name.
But we gotta be lawyers to do that.
- Do you need a lawyer to lawyer you? - And do lawyer stuff? Then call Beard and Hutchins, lawyers-at-law attorneys.
As far as you know.
Legally, they're not lawyers or attorneys.
They can't even drive.
Chapter 5, Robe-jection Overruled.
"The People v.
Captain Underpants.
" "Sit on a leprechaun.
" We're so lawyers.
Not guilty, Your Honor.
And who are you? We're the lawyers for that guy.
Hey, guys.
I like clowns now.
May we approach the bench, Your Judginess? Young man, you already have.
Sorry.
We just became lawyers.
Our client is innocent.
An impostor named Splotch is to blame, and he's trying to take over the world.
And here's the proof.
Captain Underpants and the Sinister Splotch.
By Beard and Hutchins, lawyers-at-law attorneys.
So, one time there was an evil robe guy named Splotch.
He looked a lot like a certain you-know-who.
Steve? Come on, man, I'm talking Captain Underpants.
Why would it be Steve? Sorry, Steve.
Just go back to work.
Anyway, Splotch wanted to take over the world with robes, which doesn't sound like a great plan, but yeah.
So, he pretended to be Captain Underpants, but dark and evil, and he started messing stuff up.
He robbed a bank and stole a statue and held up traffic and put an elephant on a skyscraper and parked his boat in a no boat zone and set a lake on fire, which is, like, hard.
It was crazy and people were all, "Captain Underpants, you've changed, man.
" And the cops were like, "You're going to jail.
" And Captain Underpants was like, "It wasn't me.
I was home making nachos.
" But the cops threw him in the slammer.
Clink.
And ate his nachos.
Crunch, crunch.
And Splotch was like, "Yeah.
Now I'm on evil easy street.
" Then Splotch made evil dryer sheets, which is, like, a weird laundry thing that let him control robes so he could use the robes to conquer everything.
Showers, bouncy houses, taco trucks, everything.
Normally, Captain Underpants would show up and be like, "Tra-la-la," and punch the shady guy who looked like him, but shady.
But not this time 'cause he's in jail for someone else's crimes and that someone else is Splotch.
So in closing, unless you wanna get bad stuff happening to everybody, you should probably let Captain Underpants out of jail.
Okay, the end.
- You've convinced me.
- We did? No.
But that's okay, because I was about to release Captain Underpants from being alive! Robes rule! The judge has been robified.
We should have seen this coming because judges wear robes.
Captain Underpants, it's go time.
Tra-la-la! Oh, so much better.
Clothes are a jail that you wear.
We need to get to Robe-I-Con to stop Splotch now.
Sure.
Right after I give this judge some justice.
Clown justice.
What are you waiting for? Go after them.
- Uh - I said, go after them! Chapter 6, Robe-I-Con Carne.
Man, it's quiet.
Maybe Robe-I-Con was cancelled.
Did we get the date right? My calendar says it's today.
And my calendar is wide open.
You guys wanna pencil in a hike for next Saturday? Noon-ish? Well, if Splotch is not here, where is he? Hmm, hmm, hmm.
Whoa! It's like looking into a dark and evil mirror.
- There can only be one! - One what? Sandwich? No.
One of us.
Robes rule! Chapter 7, The Incredibly Graphic Violence Chapter, Presented in Robe-O-Rama.
That's robe-o as in robes, not robo for robots.
Because robes are soft and comfortable, unlike robots, which are hard and uncomfortable.
Robe-O-Toe-To-Toe! Oh, sorry.
As I said, this is a robe thing, not a robot thing.
Robe-O-Elbow.
What? No.
No robot elbows, no robots.
Please leave.
Robe-O-Low-Blow.
Aw! Well, this is uncomfortable.
Someone should say something.
I did! Hey, robo-buddy, we'll call you when we need a robot, okay? Whoa! - Ooh! - Huh? Ooh! Ho! We're perfectly matched.
We should buy a boat together.
I'll never go halfsies on a boat with you.
And you are no match for me, for I wield the power of robes.
And with my power, I shall achieve robal domination! - Uh-huh.
And then what? - What? That's not enough? Hmm.
Fine.
Whoa-ho! You just raised the roof, dirty me.
But not in a good way.
Whoa, he took control of every robe at Robe-I-Con.
And turned them into a robe-nado.
Ha, ha! I've turned the robes of Robe-I-Con into a robe-nado! We just said that.
What? Oh, sorry, I It's very loud.
Whoa, oh! I like spinny rides, but not this one! Go the other way.
Fly against the robe-o-flow! Sorry.
I'm flying righty-tighty-whitey and it's not working! Ow, ow, ow! Those robes bit my butt! Actually It wasn't a bite, it was a shock Because when robes rub your butt You create static electricity, Electricity I gotta get out of here! No, you need to get in there - and create a bigger shock! - With your butt.
Oh, okay.
That was my Plan B.
Ooh! Tingly.
Wha? Wait! There's junk on my trunk! Good work, robes.
You're winning butt first.
Oh, no.
I'm losing butt first! Uh-oh! Too soft! Too luxurious! Can't breathe! What? Why isn't it working? - Sometimes it's shocky - Shocky - Sometimes it's clingy - Clingy It's clingy.
We need to get rid of the static cling before Captain Underpants drowns in fluffiness.
- With this? - Where'd you get those? - Right over there.
- Free Bed of Robeses? Talk about a lucky break.
Let them fly! - Well, that didn't work.
- Why'd we think that would work? Because dryer sheets, even evil ones, fight static cling.
Huh.
Oh, yeah.
It did work.
Well, that was a close one.
I thought my butt was a goner.
Your butt is a goner! The robe-olution has just begun.
Robes rule! To disrobe the robes, we gotta disrobe the robe ruler, Splotch.
A wedgie whip will work wonders.
Wedgie whip will work wonders.
Hmm.
That's hard to say.
Wedgie whip will work wonders! Oh! Robe-I-Con.
Wonder if they got any kimonos.
Robe-I-Con! Yeah.
We'll take it from here.
- Robius! - Robius! This alien robe must be contained.
So, we'll contain it in our special containment container.
Okay.
And for your bravery, I'm inviting you to join the Society of Robes.
- Thanks, but we're taking a robe recess.
- Maybe next year.
Uh, that is way too much fabric for me.
Can't put a curtain on this window.
Right? Very well.
I bid you good robings.
Wait! We'll take those robes.
And we'd be honored to join your society.
Let us rub elbows with the fat cats.
Hmm.
Maybe next year.
Giuseppe! Your alien owners will be here soon.
Until then, I hope you get along with your new cell mate.