Turbo FAST (2013) s02e06 Episode Script

1 # - Whoa! - Woo! # Those snails are fast - # Turbo - F-A-S-T # That's the team you'll never beat Turbo, he got super speed Whiplash, he jets to the lead Skidmark, propeller flow Chet's safe, he'll take it slow Smoove Move with them speakers, baby Burn burnin' that fire crazy White Shadow, big with no fear Now you know the team is here There they go, gone in a flash - # Those snails are fast - Turbo # - # Those snails are fast - Whoa! # - # Those snails are fast - Whoa! # Those snails are fast, fast, fast, fast, fast - # Turbo - Woo! # What a crowd! I call first at bat! Swing! I told you, Shadow, the batting cages are closed on launch days.
We're here to see the shuttle! Oh.
I guess that's cool too.
If by "cool," you mean really, really, really, really really, really, very, super-double cool, then you're darn right it's cool.
I mean, look at it! Whoa! That is one rockin' rocket.
Makes the Dos Bros jet look like a paper airplane.
And a paper airplane look like a piece of unfolded paper! Space travel.
I'll keep my shell on Earth where it belongs, thank you very much.
Ha! Nobody would ever send you to space, Chet.
You're made of the wrong stuff.
If you wanna rocket up there, feeling the g-force before floating in zero g's, you need to be cool under pressure, like me.
- Or me! - Or me.
- I'm the coolest.
- I'm cool too! Bah! Staying calm isn't really my thing.
For example, another snail might just calmly move to one side when a taller snail blocks his view.
But me, well I can't see! Obstructed view! Obstructed view! Whee-oo! Whee-oo! Get me out of here! Whew! Much better.
Hey, guys, check that out.
Is that for us? Maybe we got a VIP area.
We are local celebrities, after all.
Only one way to find out.
Hey! Wow.
We're getting a great view.
Where is transport vehicle? We need to get on space shuttle.
We will try garish American truck with snail on top.
Poydem! Why aren't they in their suits, Todd? And they said there were only three of them.
Do we have backup suits? Ugh.
This job is complicated.
What in the world? Are you serious? Maybe they're costumes for a photo op or something.
Why am I suddenly worried? Huh.
Well, this view kind of stinks.
Yeah, where's the space shuttle? Welcome aboard, tiny shipmates! I'm your captain, Captain Grant.
Captain of what? - Oh, no! - You all just relax.
We'll get the ol' space wagon rolling.
"Space wagon"? Oh, no, no, no All systems go, Van Nuys.
Ready for launch in T-minus ten nine - Oh, no, no, no, no, no! - Wait, we can't see the shuttle! Don't you guys get it? We're on the shuttle! - I knew this wasn't a wagon.
- three two one.
Lift off! It's time to see who can really stay cool under pressure! Yeah! All right! Hmph.
This is not good.
Is that all you got, g-force? Well, that wasn't so bad.
Hard part's over, little buddies.
Welcome to space.
Oh, you guys.
I had the craziest dream, where breakfast pastries had the jelly on the outside.
Wait.
Did someone say "space"? Hey, guys.
Aww.
You got costumes? No fair.
Whoa.
Who are you? Um, I am Yorgi.
Could you please, uh how you say take me to leader? Wait a second.
Snails in space suits speaking another language? There's only one logical explanation.
- Do you have telephone? - You're extra-shellestrials! I gotta tell the guys.
Where are the guys? Ah, never mind.
I don't care.
Too excited! Welcome to the space station.
You fellas make yourselves comfy while I go make an entry in the captain's log.
A little astronaut joke there.
I'll be on the gravity toilet.
Why aren't you all freaking out? I don't even know how to freak out about being in space.
Besides, when else are you going to get a chance to do this? Whoo-hoo-hoo! This is awesome! White Shadow in space! - Yeah! - Ha-ha! Come on, Boo.
It's fun! I'll take your word for it.
Hey! - Hey! These snails aren't Russian.
- Whoa.
Who are you? I'm Tycho, professional space monkey.
Why aren't you Russian? - I didn't know I was supposed to be.
- There was some sort of mix-up.
We're not even astronauts! Seriously? A space station is no place for snails that haven't had the proper space training.
It's extremely dangerous! Come on.
I'll show you around.
Oh, I'm gonna be sick.
Don't barf in your space suit.
You'll never get the smell out.
This is a "race track.
" Our land spaceships go vroom! It's fun! Earth is fun! This snail is crazy.
Uh, please.
We cannot stay here.
- We need - I just realized! - We cannot stay here! - Yes.
I just say that.
You space beings shouldn't wander around in public.
Someone might see you.
Back to the clubhouse! These backpacks have little space thrusters, so you can move around.
Now I got moves that are literally out of this world.
And if you need to grab on to the space walls, like your buddy there Oh, he's right about the barf smell.
There's fabric tape on your suit and the wall.
You'll stick nice and easy.
Whoo-hoo! Best mix-up ever! Gasp.
Space food! Oh, yeah.
Knock yourself out.
Space tofu, space kale, space casserole.
Everything sounds good with the word "space" before it.
No way.
Space Doodies! You gotta admit, this is pretty cool.
Eh, it's okay at first, but it gets old real fast.
How long have you been up here? Uh, one, two, three About 18 months.
Whoa.
I heard people go space crazy after that long.
I'm not space crazy! Edwin is space crazy.
Watch your backs around that guy.
Ah, I dreamed of being a cosmic space adventurer.
When they told me I could go to space, I jumped at the chance.
Also, I lived in a lab and didn't have a choice.
Well, at least you got what you wanted.
Oh, yeah, I'm a real space hero.
Spending all day knocking a peg into a hole for science.
Whoop-de-doo.
But seriously, I'm really good at the peg thing.
Anyway, it'll be nice to have someone to talk to for the next year.
What? No! Stop flapping your trap, Edwin! Nobody cares about your recipe for space muffins! Wait, did you say a year? Give or take a few months, yeah.
We can't stay up here for a year.
- We'll miss all the good TV.
- I got a thing on Sunday.
- I'm almost done with a puzzle.
- Let me off this thing! Gotta get out of here! Hey! Everybody calm down! We are the F.
A.
S.
T.
crew, and we know how to stay cool, right? - Right! - Besides, if you scream a lot, we'll run out of oxygen faster.
Dibs on the oxygen! See, he's a cat, but he plays the piano.
Uh, do you have piano cats on your world? Please, Mr.
Skids-mark, I need talk with you.
Is important.
Sorry, I don't speak Extra-Shellestrialese! Neither do I! I am snail astronaut.
We were supposed to fly on space shuttle, into space! Oh, I get it! New plan.
I'm going to get you back to your home Thank you! planet, in outer space! Hello? Operator? Help! Hey, take it easy with that thing.
Our space phone bill is through the roof.
Also, that's a space hair dryer.
- Okay, first off, Chet, calm down! - Never! And second, Tycho, there's got to be a way off this station.
Relax, snail.
Now that you're all here, I can put my escape plan into motion.
Tonight, after space dinner, you snails hold Captain Grant down, and I'll whack him on the head with my space hammer.
When he goes to get a space bandage, I'll commandeer the space shuttle.
Then we can all go space home! What? Shut your gills, Edwin! It'll work! Sit tight.
I'm gonna pack my stuff.
I don't know space crazy, but I know Earth crazy, and I'm guessing this guy is both.
We'd better find our own way out.
- We gotta get out of here.
- We can't stay here.
"Exit hatch.
" "Do not" Blah-blah-blah.
Hey, guys, we wanna leave, right? Yeah, mm-hmm.
- So we should probably use the exit? - Uh, yeah, yeah.
Good call.
Wait.
Stop! No! Everyone stay co-o-o-ol! Whiplash! Boo! Oh, that was dumb.
Shadow! We need to shut the door! I got it! Ooh! The last Doodie! Zip it, Edwin.
I'm gonna get ya! Did Edwin do this? I told you not to turn your backs on that fish! No! Tycho, what do we do? I'd say not leave the space station, but that spaceship has sailed.
No kidding, monkey! I wouldn't be yelling at me if I were you.
You've got limited air and limited booster fuel and limited comm range.
So the most important thing you can do, is stick together and not freak out in space! Whee! Here, Doodie, Doodie, Doodie I'm gonna get ya! Whoo! Together again! Nice job, Shadow! "Doodie" calls.
"Eat me, Shadow.
Eat me!" Oh, I will, Doodie.
I will.
Right, well let's just head back to the space station.
Ready? And Maybe we should just have one person go at a time.
Let's see who's pointed in the right direction.
Where's the Doodie? Where's my space Doodie?! Hey, Shadow, it's right over there, heading towards the space station.
Think you can catch it? Doodie! Shadow, no! It's not worth it! Prepare for impact! Oh, yeah.
They're just tiny snails in space! Here, here, here! Yes, Earth.
That is where we are! Skidmark home.
But where is your home? Ugh.
Russia.
Ah.
Roo-see-ah! I've never heard of planet Roo-see-ah.
How am I supposed to get you home - if I don't know where your home is?! - Okay, we go now.
Of course, you can find your own way home Wait for it.
if I build you a spaceship! There it is.
We just take taxicab.
Guys? Hey, guys! You out there? Can anyone hear me? Be cool.
Be cool.
So, yeah, my comm volume is working just fine.
Oh, yeah, yeah.
But it never hurts to test out the equipment, right? Exactly.
That was just the first part of my plan.
Now for part two.
Find the others.
Right, so we can use their oxygen and/or eat them if necessary.
Should I not have my back to you? What? No.
I was just kidding.
Unless, you know, it came to that.
Guys, guys! I found you! Turbo! It's good to see you, garden snail.
Bring it in here.
And don't use up too much of that sweet booster fuel, because I'm gonna I mean, you're gonna need it.
I know.
We're all in this together.
But I want you to know, if things go bad, I'm on your side.
Whoa! Turbo, you'll never believe what Whiplash was saying about you.
I think he wants to eat you! Hey! Get your shells over here! - There! - An old space pod? Yeah.
Since we don't have enough booster fuel to get back to the space station, that pod might have something to help us.
Come on.
Just remember, you and I have an alliance.
If things go bad, I'm on your side.
I'm gonna get ya! Freaking out! I'm space-freaking out in freaking space! "C" to the "H" to the "ill," Chet, baby.
I got your back.
I think it's time Smoove shares his life's philosophy with you.
- 'Cause we're gonna space-die? - No.
Because we're in space.
Look at this! If you seize every opportunity life presents you, the details are gonna work themselves out.
So, let's just sit back, relax, and enjoy the view with some tunes.
Hey, uh, I can't hear my tunes.
Of course you can't.
Sound doesn't travel in space.
So no tunes? We're all gonna space-die! What is number for American police? - Po-lice? - Puh-lease? Oh, thank you! That's a great idea to use this for parts.
Now, puh-lease, step back.
Nope.
Worthless.
Uh-uh.
Remember, if you find something cool, we're gonna keep it for the two of us and cut Turbo out.
Junk, junk, and more space junk.
Ugh! There's nothing here! I'm not gonna panic.
- Everything's gonna be fine.
- Hey, Turbo! - Everything's gonna be fine.
- I know it is.
'Cause if you find something cool, we're gonna keep it for the two of us, and cut Whiplash out, right? Everything's gonna be fine, Burn.
Space fine! Ooh, you're the weak link.
Hey, I found something.
- What you got, partner? - It's perfect.
Yeah, we can eat the space cheese together, and let Turbo starve.
We are not eating the space cheese.
Whiplash is trying to keep food from us.
Let's take him out! - Um no.
- But what about our alliance? There is no alliance, and we're on comms, so Whiplash and I have been hearing both sides of your conversations the whole time! Oh, so you guys have made an alliance against me? I can respect that.
It's how the game is played.
I'll see myself off the island so you two can share your space-cheese bounty.
Don't lose it on us yet, Burn.
I got another plan for the oozy cheese.
Shadow would so space-love this! Ooh-hoo-hoo! I see ya! I'm gonna get ya! I'm gonna get ya! Wait.
You can't panic.
That's my thing.
The space silence.
It's It's un-grooveable! You're ruining this for me.
How am I supposed to freak out while you're doing that? No, this is not how it ends.
If I'm going down, I'm going down without a fight, in full panic mode, which means I gotta calm you down, so that I can be the one freaking out! Clearly you need music To make you Smoove again So listen to this song-type thing About our bitter end We're gonna space-die in outer space When our air runs out and explodes our face This is so much worse than all my very greatest fears If we're lucky we'll just burn up in the atmosphere Our eyes will bulge Our skin will boil Our mouth will taste just like it's full of oil The rest of us will burn to ash When we're engulfed in a white-hot flash We're gonna space-die in outer space # We're gonna space-die # Here, Doodie, Doodie, Doodie! I think I see the space station.
All right! When we get there, we'll have Captain Grant form a search team, so we can find the others? Did we just waste all that perfectly good space cheese? Don't worry, Burn.
Everything's gonna be space-okay! Um, I'm no scientist, but I think gravity is pulling us towards Earth.
Now remember, the F.
A.
S.
T.
crew keeps their cool under pressure.
Even if that pressure includes burning up in the atmosphere.
Everything's gonna be space-okay.
Okay, space cheese, you and I have a space alliance.
If things go bad, I'm on your space side.
Oh, you want some, space gravity? Space! As a comet screams its way right through our very guts Leaving right behind it just a trail of stalks and butts We're gonna space-die in outer space The very final lap of life's great race And now that we are at the end We'll space-die together with our best space friends Oh, we're gonna space-die in outer space Oh, we're about to die in outer space Hello, fellow space travelers.
You realize we're about to get cooked alive, right? Yes, I do.
Smoove, you're looking pretty mellow now.
- Do you mind if I - By all means, my brother.
Come back, Tycho! Bad monkey! There's nothing to be worried about.
This baby's a sturdy vessel.
To crush it, something like a space shuttle would have to land directly on top of it.
Told ya so.
Hey, where have you guys Oh, never mind.
You're not gonna believe what's happened to me.
Welcome, space team.
We're ready for space, but is space ready for us? Begin countdown.
Ten, nine, go! Planet Roo-see-ah? I was like, "I have no idea where that is!" And they were talking in this crazy alien language.
And then I had to start building this space shuttle.
Should we tell him? Nope.
Besides, as far as Skid's concerned, we're still cool under pressure.