Phineas and Ferb s02e48 Episode Script

by ashirogi27 Ferb, I think we outdid ourselves today.
The ultimate frozen yogurt machine.
We have enough frozen yogurt to last the entire summer.
Huh.
Check that out, Ferb.
Hey, there little guy.
You want some frozen yogurt? Yeah, sorry.
We don't have mushroom and larvae flavor.
I think he likes you, Ferb! Hey, guys! What'cha doin'? Cool! He disappeared! We found this lizard.
Hey, I've seen one of these before.
According to the Fireside Girls' Manual, that lizard is a North American chameleon.
Then, we'll name him Steve.
Okay Why Steve? 'Cause he looks like a Steve.
Huh.
Can't argue with logic like that.
So, I'll see you after you teach your guitar lessons.
Yeah.
I only have two appointments today.
Appointments.
Well, all right, Dr.
Six-Strings.
Good luck with your patients.
Dr.
Six-Strings.
Now, that's banter.
Aha! I finally caught you guys! That thing's not going anywhere! You guys are so busted this time! Looks like he's still hungry.
Don't worry, little guy.
We'll come back with some food.
I think Mom just stocked up the fridge.
I bet Perry's gonna love Steve.
Hey, where's Perry? Morning, Agent P.
Doofenshmirtz has been stocking up a lot of high-end sound equipment and musical instruments.
In fact, he jut outbid me on this sweet vintage solid-body maple-top guitar.
Ouch! You totally got sniped! Carl! Anyway, we need you to find out what he's up to and put a stop to it.
Good luck, Agent P.
Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated! Hi, Mr.
Doofenshmirtz.
Uh, actually, it's– Dr.
Doofenshmirtz.
But, y'know, whatever.
Are you ready for your first lesson? Oh, yes, yes.
Please come in.
I-I have a very special melody that I'd like to learn how to perpetrate– I-I mean play.
Hey, Dad.
I'm headed out to the– Oh, a guitar player, huh? Yup.
So, uh, do you know anything by The Scraping Fangs? Nah.
Not really into the heavy stuff.
I'm outta here.
Ugh! Ugh! It's so hard to see all these little notes.
D-Do me a favor and flick on that light switch.
No, no, no, no, no.
No, no, this This is the light switch! Ugh! I tried to make it as obvious as possible.
But, what was that? That was just my prototype Gigant-inator ray.
It's n-nothing to be concerned about.
Mom! Mom, I finally caught them! Ta da Maybe you should take it easy today and run some errands with me.
But, but, but– Steve's sure gonna love these mushrooms.
Steve, where are you? Steve! Uh Guys, look at where you're standing.
Whoa! It's a huge footprint.
A huge chameleon footprint.
Do you realize what this means? Some giant chameleon took Steve! The rest of the tracks lead into the city.
We're coming to save you, Steve! How am I doing? I rock, right? Um What's so special about this freaky guitar solo? Well, it all started at the pyramids of Egypt! I traveled there to– You know, discover the hidden secrets of the pyramids of Egypt! And then it hit me! The answer to my quest was staring me in the face.
Hidden in those hieroglyphics was a seemingly random series of musical notes.
You see, the pyramids of Egypt! were built with the help of alien intelligence.
The Egyptians learned how to play a cryptic guitar solo that would summon an alien armada, to help them perform feats of mind-blowing power.
That mystical melody is now in my very hands.
And once I learn to play it, I can summon the aliens to me, and I will become overlord of the Tri-State Area!!! Have you considered switching to decaf? I'm sorry, I-I didn't mean to talk all through our lesson time.
Hey, I'm charging by the hour, so knock yourself out.
It's just I-I'm used to doing all the talking with my nemesis.
He's a platypus.
Hey, my friends have a pet platypus.
Is he fierce, cunning, and good with a grappling hook? Oh, no.
Their platypus doesn't do much.
Well, let's take another shot at learning this solo.
Hey, doc, not bad.
I think you might be getting it! Hey, the tracks just stop.
What's casting this big shadow? Whoa! Ferb, what are you doing? Wait a minute.
It's just Steve! Wow! How did he turn into a dinosaur? Actually, it's just a giant chameleon.
But, dinosaur sounds cooler.
Stupid errands.
Huh? What? I get it.
The sound of Candace's scream freaks him out.
What's wrong, Candace? Mom, Mom, Mom! Dinosaur! Follow me! The boys are so busted this– Hey, where'd it go? Hi, boys.
What are you doing here? Looking for Steve, our dinosaur.
Can we keep him? Keep what? Steve.
Is he invisible? Yes.
Yes, he is.
Oh, cute.
Alright, Candace, let's go home.
Invisible friends? Uh, pfft! I'm so getting to the bottom of this.
It's okay, Steve.
Candace is gone.
Steve, wait! Steve! Sorry to bother you, Agent P.
We just wanted to let you know we'd be temporarily unavailable.
Seems there's a giant dinosaur running amok downtown and Carl wants to go check it out.
Well, I think you've got it.
Ah, great! Can you give me a hand moving my Amplif-inator out onto the porch? Your what? It's my omni-directional Amplif-inator.
It will blast my scorching guitar licks in all directions, ripping through the vacuum of space to summon the alien armada that will help me conquer the Tri-State Area!!! I don't know why I always say that loud.
This is so cool! I'd try to recruit him but I don't think we have a hat that big.
Steve? Steve, where are you? There's no way we can catch him.
He moves too fast.
Maybe we should just give up.
Give up? Give up?! The day may come when we'll give up on fruitless searches after a mere eleven minutes, but, that day is not today! The day may come when our favorite reptile may be lost from our memories and his enduring love of mushrooms forgotten, but, that day is not today! Today, we search! We will search for him in the streets, we will search for him in the trenches, we will search for him in the alleys and the mini-malls and the cul-de-sacs of this fair land.
We'll search for him in the multilevel car parks and municipal recreational facilities.
And we few.
We happy few.
We small band of brothers– –a-and girl from across the street.
We shall not cease 'til he is found! Yay!!! We'll help ya find your friend! What does he look like? He's a giant lizard about 40 feet tall.
Oh.
You could have mentioned that up front.
Yeah, count me out.
You're on your own.
Steve! Steve, where are you? You're really rockin' now! The spaceships should be here any minute.
And then, it will be time to pump up the volume! Well, that's the hour.
I'm gonna pack up my gear.
I got another lesson across town.
Okay, but the aliens are on their way.
Okay.
Tell them I said hi.
They're almost here.
Oh, look, here they come! Perfect! The crescendo of all my– Ah, Perry the Platypus.
You don't stand a chance against my awesome heavy metal gear! Get it? Get it? Heavy metal? Like, it's– Steve? Yes? Sorry.
Wrong Steve.
Steve, where are you? Right here.
How can I help ya? Uh, I don't think you're the Steve we're looking for.
You might wanna check at the Steve Convention.
Hey, Steve! Cool name, Steve! Hey, Steve-a-rino! Hmm Steve! What? No, no, not you.
That Steve.
Steve is a giant monstrous dinosaur! Huh.
I guess they don't like chameleons.
Nice to see you again, Steve, old boy.
No, wait! Come back! Nothing can stop me now! My alien friends, I command you to– No! Oh, stop! This is not working up the way it did on paper! Curse you, Perry the Platypus! Um, do you wanna pay by cash or check? Maybe I could trade you for some evil lessons? I'll take cash.
Whoa! Woo-hoo! Oh, there you are, Perry! Alright, Steve, let's go home.
Mom thinks I'm imagining the whole thing! And I know Phineas and Ferb are behind this.
Huh? Mom! Thanks, Steve.
Sounds like he's still hungry.
Don't worry, big guy.
We'll be right back with some food.
Ah, what's the point? I'm just going to sit here in the dark and rethink my life.
Ops! Wrong switcher.
Y'know, I–I can see how that would be confusing.
Look, Mom! See it? Look at the gigantic dinosaur! Uh-huh.
Don't you think that's a bit of an exaggeration? But, but, but Hi, Mom! Hey, Steve's looking like his old self again.
So, this is your new pet dinosaur? Well, it's actually a chameleon.
You said we could keep him, right? Of course.
I'm sure he'll blend right in.
Okay, Mr.
Monogram, now, this is a G-chord.
Uh, actually, it's, Major Monogram.
You see, I'm in charge of an elite group of secret agent undercover animals who– Y-You don't mind me going on about this, do ya? Hey, man, I charge by the hour, so, knock yourself out.