Turbo FAST (2013) s02e13 Episode Script

1 [engine revvs.]
- # 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! # Ooh, I can't wait to find out which two lucky snails get to do spring cleaning this year.
Think of it.
The scrubbing, the dusting, the dirty dishes! [giggles.]
[all groaning.]
Ooh, I hope I pull my name twice! Chet, if you're so into it, why don't you clean every year? Oh, I would love to, but that would be so selfish.
No, no, everyone gets a chance.
It's only fair.
The first name is White Shadow.
- Oh, man! - Ha! And Please be Chet, please be Chet.
Skidmark.
- Aw, man! - Ha! Lucky dogs.
Have fun, boys.
And remember, spring cleaning must be done by the first day of spring.
- [clears throat.]
- [both sigh.]
Uh, Shadow, you have to use a broom.
[groans.]
"Do not mix with any other" Ah, whatever.
Twice as clean! [broom tapping.]
Not to micromanage here, but you have to use the other end of the broom.
[groaning loudly.]
Oh, yeah.
That's the stuff.
There you go.
Don't make it weird, Chet.
You're right.
I should go.
This is just making me jealous anyway.
Mwah! [door creaking.]
[sighs.]
I just wanna eat Cheese Doodies and do nothing! How come that's not on the chore list? Seriously! Spring cleaning is the worst chore of the whole year.
Wait a minute, Chet said we have to be done by the first day of spring, right? I don't know, I wasn't paying attention.
- Well, what if we postpone spring? - Great idea! But how do we do that? It's Groundhog Day! If we make sure the groundhog doesn't see his shadow, it means six more weeks of winter.
Which means six more weeks of no cleaning! But we'll still have to clean eventually.
Brain thought! What if the groundhog never goes out to predict the weather? Wouldn't that mean spring can never come? Shadow, how many times do I have to tell you? You're a genius! Going to get more sponges! Okay, bye-bye! Oh, they're just rubbing it in! [screams.]
[ringing.]
[grunts.]
[joints popping.]
[yawns, sighs.]
[exclaims.]
Groundhog Day! Mwah! Oh, boy! My favorite day of the year! What's it going to be? Long winter? Early spring? Oh, I can just see the possibilities! [giggles.]
[all gasping.]
No spring for you! [all gasping.]
Aw, you want more winter, little girl? [imitates buzzing sound.]
Sorry! Spring's a-comin'! [crying.]
I control the weather! [cackles maniacally.]
Why is he cackling maniacally? Paul.
Hey, Paul! Snap out of it, you weirdo! Whoa! Who are you guys and how did you get into my house? - [whistling.]
- [crashing.]
Shadow, line.
Oh! [clears throat.]
Hello, sir.
As you can see by these convincing costumes, we are real weatherologists.
We've got bad news from the Weatherology Bureau, Paul.
We had to let you go.
What do you mean, "let me go"? You're fired! Fired? I'm the Pasadena Paul! You can't fire me! Can and did.
Groundhogs are out.
Marmots are in.
Can't argue with that.
Marmots are pretty cool.
[growls.]
Dang! I was really looking forward to crushing some hopes and dreams this year! Now what am I gonna do? Well, that's weird.
But hey, now you get an extra day of vacation every year! More vacation.
And the best vacation is a stay-cation! You better go pack.
[sighs.]
Yes! Stopping spring was easier than I thought.
Yeah, kinda feel bad for Paul though, getting fired and stuff.
Yeah.
Oh, well! There's always a price for freedom from chores.
[pounding on door.]
No, thank you, we don't want any! [grunting.]
Who are you two and where is Paul? He's late for work! Us? We're, uh We're We're with the Weatherology Bureau, of course! Yes! You can tell by these uniforms we did not get off the Internet.
But I'm with the Weatherology Bureau.
Oh, yeah, we've seen you around the office.
We're the, uh Uh uh eh ah uh eeh oh ah eeh uh - Interns? - [both.]
Yes, the interns! Ah! Yes, of course you are.
Now where is that dadgum groundhog? Paul's just getting in the weather-predicting zone, but we'll send him right out.
No need to worry.
And definitely do not come back to check on him, no matter what.
Hey fellas, which one do you think is better for lounging around? Oh, what are you doing here? It's Groundhog Day, Paul.
You're late! But I thought I was fired.
You're about to be if you don't get your teeth out here.
Hurry up, we're all waiting on you.
- Where's the groundhog? - I need to know what to wear! - There he is! - Never mind, it's just a beaver.
Boo! But you said [chuckling.]
Oops.
What's going on around here? Look, Paul, it's no big deal.
We just need you to stay inside forever so spring can't come, and we never have to do spring cleaning.
That's all.
- Oh, is that all you want? - [both.]
Uh-huh.
- You want it really bad, don't you? - Uh-huh.
So bad, you'd beg for it? Come on, let me hear you beg.
Please, Mr.
Pasadena Paul, please don't make the spring come! We don't like chores! Well, when you put it that way No way, José! I'm gonna bring the spring! Disappointing you idiots is gonna make my year! [laughing maniacally.]
Ah! When will I learn? Never reveal your plan to the villain! Yeah, way to go, Skid.
Hope you like cleaning, boys, because spring is happening! [stomps echoing.]
Oh! - [growling.]
- I don't think so! [growls.]
[Skidmark.]
I want in on this split screen action.
[Paul.]
What is he talking about? [Shadow.]
I never know what he's talking about.
[Skidmark.]
Really? You guys don't see it? Ah, your loss.
Dramatic squinting, take two! [all growling.]
You'll have to go through me.
[inhales deeply.]
He got through me.
[panting.]
Uh-uh-uh.
[panting.]
Ha! [yelps.]
I gotta bring spring! - Oh, yeah! - [grunting.]
- Shadow! He's getting away! - [Shadow.]
Don't worry! I'm a chimbley sweep! Nice! We should block up this fireplace so he can't do that again.
I wouldn't worry about that.
I'm not a very good chimbley sweep.
[rumbling.]
- [Skidmark.]
Quick! Grab the groundhog! - I got him! I got him! I - [coughs.]
- Where's Paul? Operator? Operator? Hello? [Skidmark mimics beeps over phone.]
We're sorry, but the number you have dialed cannot be reached at this time.
- Or ever! - [groans.]
Are you guys crazy? Crazy for not cleaning! [video game music playing.]
- Phew! - Hello! Boop! Wack! Smack! Blamo! Where is that groundhog already? The interns said he'd be right out and not to come check on him, so I'm sure he'll be here soon.
Hi-ya! Boop! Gotcha! [grunting.]
That ought to hold him.
Yeah.
That hog is grounded.
[grunts.]
Oh, man.
Now just be a good groundhog, and in a couple years, we'll see about letting you out in the yard on non-weather prediction days.
I used to love making people miserable every year, but now I see what misery feels like.
I quit! [whirring.]
Geez.
The guy works one day a year and he quits.
How lazy is that? He's my hero.
Hey, Paul never went outside, - so that means spring will never come! - [both.]
We did it! [shuddering.]
What have we done? You know what we haven't done? Spring cleaning! [both grunting, sighing.]
[pop music playing.]
[all gasp.]
[gasps.]
Hey! Hello, Smoove! Return hello, bro! How about a quick polish? - So, how's the fam? - Ah, you know [laughs.]
I hear that.
Lookin' good! Thanks, Shell Shine Guy! [pop music continues.]
Got anything good for me, Dice Guy? Latest thing, combo dice and air freshener.
[sniffs.]
Mmm.
Is that fresh sandalwood? The freshest.
Here.
On the house.
Dice so nice, Imma wear 'em twice.
I owe you one, Dice Guy.
Anything for Smoove Move! [chuckles.]
Hey, Smoove! Glad I caught you.
I got that new bat for the softball tournament you signed up for.
Home run, Sports Guy.
You'd better start working on your swing too, 'cause I have no idea how to play softball.
Consider it done, Smoove.
[laughs.]
Gotta remember to visit Pilates Guy to loosen up the [Sports Guy.]
Line Drive! - [sizzling.]
- [music distorted.]
Oh, man! My strutting music! Better go see my Speaker Guy.
Skidmark, how's my favorite Speaker Guy? Got time for a quick tune-up? Oh, sorry, Smoove, I actually gotta go.
- Go? Go where? - Heading to Florida for the semi-annual Guy Convention in Boca Raton.
Wait, a Guy Convention? You mean like my guys? Gum Guy, Tax Return Guy, Plant-Watering Guy, yeah, all of us.
I'll be back next week.
- But who's gonna fix my speakers? - [crackling.]
Wish I could help, buddy, but I gotta catch my flight.
- Hey Gum Guy.
- Hey Skid! My guys are gone? Huh, well, no worries.
Guess I'll just fix this baby myself.
[muffled, distorted music.]
How does Skidmark do this? - [crashing.]
- [music stops.]
There, no more skipping.
[crackling.]
Mmm Tastes like victory.
Mornin', T-Bo.
Mmm! Cereal, the perfect way to start the day.
Oh, sorry Guess we're out.
No worries, I'll just call up my Breakfast Guy and Oh, yeah.
Hey, Turbo, where do people get cereal? [spoon clatters.]
From the grocery store.
Where they sell food? Oh! Like where my Grocery Guy goes when I get hungry! Cool, I'll run to this "grocery store" and pick some up.
Mm.
If only I had my Map Guy.
I can give you directions if you Wait, how many guys do you have? Oh, I got a guy for everything.
But I think I can find my way across town without 'em.
I'm not totally helpless.
Uh, Smoove? I think there's somethingwrong with your [coughs.]
shell.
[bird cries overhead.]
Huh, I guess I should'a taken a left at the gas station 200 miles ago.
[door beeps.]
Can I help you? Of course, my good bro.
Can you direct me to the "food" aisle? Uh any of 'em, really.
[gasps.]
[whistles.]
What a selection! [groans.]
Dark chocolate chips, two limes, one cotton ball, and a carton of egg whites.
If I pour liquid on stuff, that's how cereal happens, right? Uh, sure.
Need a bag? A bag? Uh Yes.
Yes, I do.
[door beeps.]
That wasn't so scary.
Now I can finally eat my nutritious breakfast.
My shell! Aw, man! Now how am I supposed to get home? - [beeps.]
- Smartphone! Take me home! [female voice.]
Do I look like your Take Me Home Guy? No, no, no, no! I need my Fire Extinguisher Guy! [thunder rumbling.]
Now I need my Umbrella Guy, and Raincoat Guy, and Galoshes Guy [suspenseful music on TV.]
- [door creaks.]
- [screams.]
[male announcer.]
Zombie Hobos II will be right back! [door creaks open.]
- [all scream.]
- Zombie! - Hobo! - Smoove? [whispers.]
Help me.
Dang, Smoove, you look terrible! Who is that? Where's Smoove? I want Smoove! [crying.]
You've been gone for days! We were worried sick.
- Did you buy cereal? - [gasping.]
I thought I could handle things on my own, but I couldn't.
I need my guys.
Your guys? My guys.
They were my posse, my network, the power behind Smoove Move's smoovest moves.
But without them, I'm a useless good-for-nothing like the rest of you.
You're having a bad day, so I'm gonna try not to take that personally.
Smoove, the rest of us don't have a huge network of guys to help us.
We do okay.
Maybe you just need to learn how to be your own guy.
My own guy? Be your own guy! When I won the Indy 500 Again with the Indy 500! Move on, Burbo! I didn't ask some other guy to cross the finish line for me.
No, I buckled down, got my shell dirty and did it myself! Yeah.
Yeah! I could be my Being Smoove Move Guy! That's the spirit! Weirdos.
I don't need Skidmark to fix my shell.
I got this under control! [crashing.]
Okay, maybe he needs a little help.
[rock music playing.]
Righty-tighty.
That's it.
And Done! Not bad, Smoove.
Hey, should my tongue be stuck inside? [exclaims.]
Uh - I'm guessing no.
- Huh.
Eh, only one way to find out - Smoove, don't - [groaning.]
[both yelling.]
Now some stuff is food, and some stuff isn't.
It's important to know the difference.
Uh, Turbo, I know what food is.
Right, right.
I'm sorry.
Food? Um Can't seem to get it in the cart.
Wow! So when you say you need your guys, you really need your guys.
And that's how you make a bed! And that's how you actually make a bed.
How'd I do? I give it a D.
D-plus! Looking good! Now tell me this isn't more fun than using some dumb old S'more Guy No, don't put it in your mouth! [blows air.]
[smacks.]
Mmm.
Not bad! You should try it with chocolate, and maybe less setting yourself on fire.
[burps.]
- Eh! Good enough for me! - [murmurs of agreement.]
Smoove, we've taught you everything we can.
From now on, you're on your own.
In the good way, I mean.
And in the bad way.
Now, the final test: ordering takeout Thai food.
- You ready? - Ready and steady, baby.
- [line rings.]
- Hello, is this the Thai Pad? [indistinct response.]
I'd like one order of vegetable pad woon sen, and a spring roll.
Ooh! Ooh! - Uh, make that two spring rolls.
- [indistinct response.]
No, no delivery, I will pick it up myself.
Thank you, I will be there in ten minutes.
Okay, here I go.
[encouraging chatter.]
[snoring.]
[tires screech.]
Well? Who's hungry? - [Chet.]
All right! - Me! I am hungry! Before we eat, I just want to say thanks.
You all helped me realize that I'm the only guy I need.
From now on, Smoove Move will take care of himself.
I'm back! Now was that necessary? Smoove! Smoove, we missed you! Who missed me? Me, Gum Guy, Sports Guy, Galoshes Guy, all the guys! Hang on, you all missed him? Sure! We all got to the Guy Convention and realized we'd forgotten our Cool Guy! Your Cool Guy? Our Cool Guy! Smoove's the coolest guy in town! Without him, all the other guys are just a bunch of lame-Os who collect fuzzy dice and galoshes.
Smoove makes us who we are! Don't ever leave us again, Smoove.
Ever, ever, ever.
Oh, uh, sure thing, baby.
You know, Smoove Move is too cool to make his guys play the fool.
- Takeout Thai Food Guy got you dinner.
- But Smoove already got Thai! - [crashing.]
- [sniffs.]
Mmm.
Smells delish.
I was getting hungry.
Come on, Floridian Souvenir Guy got you a snow globe! Ooh! Fun! Hey, I'm gonna need some work on my speakers too.
That's what I'm here for! Hey guys! Smoove asked me to work on his speakers.
[excited chatter outside.]
Huh.
Well, Smoove may not need his guys, but I guess his guys still need him.
Makes you think.
Uh, I'm not sure it does.