Inspector Gadget (2015) s04e05 Episode Script

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The hottest trend in Hollywood is being uber boring.
Is someone stealing celebrities' charm, charisma, and general better than you-ness', reducing them to regular people.
Sounds like a horror movie to me Does anyone feel like oatmeal today, literally and figuratively? I'd like to eat a small bowl at room temperature.
Like giving candy to a baby.
Easy and evil.
Mission accomplished.
So you've used the Defamerizer to steal all the star powered sweat from every celebrity in Hollywood? - Duh.
Then why is MAD Cat still swooning over Tag Shrapnel? And his manly, muscular, mouth-watering machismo? Once I'm wearing his sweaty star-scent, no one will be able to resist me.
The world will be mine for the taking! And I'll finally be able to move some product.
Your Artisanal Claw Polish isn't selling? Oh, but the commercial is so good.
For a shine that blinds Get your paws on Claw Not for use on antlers, horns, claws, hooves, or floors.
I don't need your snarkcasm, Talon.
Fine.
I'll get your shrapnel sweat.
But no amount of star power is gonna fix that ad.
Do you wanna end up in the same volcano as the focus group? Move! It's Tag Shrapnel! Can I get a selfie? Go, go, Gadget, selfie stick.
Or maybe a smelfie? He may be as two-dimensional as Tag's acting, but I don't think that's the real Tag Shrapnel, Uncle Gadget.
Ah, then you must be one of those cosplayers I keep hearing about.
What's your favorite Shrapnel movie, fellow mega-fan? Hmm.
I don't get why everyone goes gaga over movie stars.
Sure they may be talented, and good looking, and super rich, but aside from that, they're just normal people like us.
- Oh.
- Gadget.
Wowzers.
Times must be tough if you're working a second job, Chief.
I do it for the flexible hours and free popcorn.
Mainly for the popcorn.
Now, here are your orders.
There is major melodrama going down in tinsel town.
MAD is stealing Hollywood's star power.
If Claw harnesses it for himself, he'll become the most magnetic megastar on earth.
No one will able to say "no" to him.
Your mission, protect Tag Shrapnel, the only star with any power left, while he shoots the prequel to the reboot of Part Two: The Sequel: The Beginning: Origins: Part Three.
This message will self-destruct.
As missions go, this is The most important one ever! Go, go, Gadget, goes to Hollywood.
I'm coming, Tag! Huh? Ah, Hollywood.
Land where movies, dreams, and tacos are made.
We'll need to make a splashy entrance to fit in.
Go, go, Gadget, limo landing.
Wowzers.
That was just like a scene from Tag's 11th movie, Stretch Limo, Compact Justice.
When life gives you limos, make limo-nade.
Let's try keep the stars out of our eyes while we keep an eye on the stars.
- Cool? - Uh-huh.
Okay, back to work, people.
Big energy.
And action.
A blind alley? For you, it is dead end.
Tag's in trouble.
Go, go, Gadget, celebrity shield.
Cut! That was exactly what this dog of a script needs.
A dog! What? But you have a star.
Me! And now we have a co-star.
I'm casting him as Bark Ruffalo: canine sidekick.
Don't worry, the writers love when I change their scripts.
Hey, uh, are you his trainer? You bet I am.
And I can tell you, Brain's always wanted me to let him act alongside Tag.
It's our dream come true.
Go with it, Brain.
This is the perfect way to keep an eye on Tag and Uncle Gadget while I hunt down MAD.
Besides, maybe it'll be fun.
Take it again from the fight.
Big energy.
And action.
White rice? Finally, a snack to match my personality.
Nigel, what happened to you? This afternoon, I drank a glass of water, but it was too cold.
I prefer my water lukewarm.
So I added warm water.
Please get to the part where someone made you a hundred times more boring and three times less vapid than usual.
Oh, sure.
It was that guy.
Where's my star power? I need people to be like, "Oh, Dr.
Claw, can I have your autograph? And I'll be like, "I'm going to blast you with my lasers.
" And then they'll be like, "Ahh! We're being shot by lasers, but he's still so awesome.
Let's buy all his claw polish!" Just chillax.
You'll be swimming in star sweat before you can say, "That is so gross.
" Talking about yourself again, Talon? Puh-lease, Pen, I can beat you without breaking a sweat.
Good, 'cause you're about to break a lot of other things.
Huh? You're going down, Talon.
Get ready to see stars.
Whoa! Ow! Huh.
A bit more literal than I meant it to be, but I'll take it.
This is the scene where Tag punches a giant boulder.
And the best part is, Bark Ruffalo's in it now.
Hey, keep chewing the scenery, and I'll make you eat it.
Wowzers, this rock is hollow, making it the perfect place for MAD to hide.
Lucky I'm here to protect Tag.
Go, go, Gadget, rock repair.
Filling it with 500 tons of cement? Rock solid plan, me.
Big energy and action! Let's rock and roll, boulder.
Cut! That will look great in 3D! Thanks, Bark Ruffalo's trainer.
Just glad to do my part for the amazing Tag.
You just got star struck.
You know what they say? Genius is one percent inspiration and 99 percent perspiration.
Prepare to be star over-powered.
Did you just talk to me? - I mean, I'm gonna - tell all my friends about this.
Oh, that's it, Pen.
Give in to the sweet stanky scent of stardom.
Never! Oh, anything for you.
No.
I'm gonna take you down! Just kidding! I'm gonna hang your poster over my bed.
And throw darts at it! Maybe I'll use a titch more just for the smell of it.
Perfect! Now, how about you go get me Tag Shrapnel's star power? You want me to do your dirty work for you? Best day ever! This Swiss Village Ninja Fight's the climax of the whole movie.
If you upstage me again, I'm calling the Pound.
Which is what I call my fist.
Bam.
I can't believe Tag touched you with both pound one and pound two.
He must really like you, Brain.
Cue the ninjas.
And action.
Swiss ninjas from the Sandpaper Clan? Things are about to get That's my line! What's going on? Who are you? I'm what you call a plot twist.
Oh, that's a good line.
Keep it.
Not now, Brain.
I'm scanning Tag's muffin for danger.
Or worse, raisins.
Back off, lady! Do you know who I am? I know who you're about to be.
A nobody.
Anyone wanna talk about coupons? I've got stories about coupons.
I found a coupon for bananas.
Cut! Get this hack off my set.
Looks like we need him.
Looks, charm, eyes, legs, knees.
He has everything.
Everything except Tag's celebri-stank.
Fork it over, fangirl.
Anything for you, Talon.
Take it easy.
You don't wanna give me too much of a good Hands off! Get back! Don't touch the hair! That charismatic teen almost touched me.
Go, go, Gadget, diary.
Hmm.
On second thought, you're not movie star material.
But that boulder is.
I guess a rolling stone gathers no moss, but lots of sweat.
Ew.
Congratulations, Gadget.
You left MAD on the cutting room floor.
I'm just glad to have had my brush with fame, Chief.
And here comes yours.
As punishment, you're going to sell every ounce of claw polish, door-to-door, and miss the screening of Boulder La Rock's first movie.
Boulder La Rock is Granite Justice.
He's so dreamy.
Whoa! I'm Wendy Wyndlee.
Today's top story, Metro City's hosting the ongoing peace talks between North and South Guatamazil, and so far The tangy pickles belong to the North.
The South will relish your destruction.
Nothing will bring them together.
Better start shopping for bomb shelters because Wait.
This just in.
Bling-Bling, the Social Media Panda, is being delivered to Metro Zoo for a peace-ifying photo-op with the warring countries.
The adorable meme machine is famous for his heart-warming powers.
He may be the only chance for peace.
Peace? What is it good for? Absolutely nothing! Yeah, and what's war good for? TV, jet engines, nuclear power, unboxing videos, everything.
I see where you're going.
More war equals more cool stuff, to destroy the world with.
I'm in.
- Good.
Now get in your panda suit.
- Whoa, whoa! Pump the breaks.
Panda suit? Yes.
You're going to replace that panda, Bling-Bling.
And when the Guatamazillians pose with you, you'll grab them and blast off! They'll blame each other for the abduction and declare war.
It's brilliant! I am not wearing that.
Pandas are so two-thousand-and-never.
You'll either dress like a panda, or you'll be panda food.
Um, panda's only eat bamboo.
Then I'll have my MAD scientist's turn you into bamboo.
Now go! Not that I'm being judgy, but aren't you supposed to be working? Managing My-Spy-Place profile is work, Pen.
Duhs-ville.
You know, you might wanna take work more seriously while you're at, you know, work.
Everyone else does.
Chug, chug, chug, chug! Bad example.
Chillax, P.
I'll log An adult on my feed? Block, block, block, block, block.
The Chief is actually here.
And his feelings are actually hurt.
And so is his body.
Hello, Chief.
Aren't you usually not under me? You've got a mission.
Bling-Bling, the Social Media Panda, is attending a photo-op with the leaders of Guatamazil.
We believe MAD plans to abduct the Guatamazillians.
This could cause a global war.
Your mission: make sure the peace process doesn't self-destruct.
Like this message.
Hmm.
I bet MAD is using the peace process as a distraction to panda-nap Bling-Bling.
They want his peace making cuteness all for themselves.
Brain, you keep an eye on Uncle Gadget.
Kayla and I will go watch the Guatamazillians.
I can't believe I'm gonna meet Bling-Bling.
If he tags me, I'll be social media famous.
That's, like, double real world famous.
I mean, let's teach MAD to keep their paws off what's not theirs.
Good idea.
Speaking of things not theirs, you can have this back, Chief.
At this rate, we'll never get him to the zoo.
Okay, boys, get him outta here.
Aw.
Cute.
Knock it off before I knock both of you off.
Aha! I knew I'd find trouble.
What? How'd he catch us so fast? Look at this.
Bling-Bling has been left all by his furry little self.
Good thing Inspector Gadget is on the case.
I'll stop at nothing until this bear gets to the zoo.
That'll work.
I mean, rawr? How could I forget, dogs and pandas fight like cats and dogfish.
Go, go, Gadget, dog leash.
- Huh? - Stay here, Brain.
Good boy.
I got a bunch of fries.
'Cause everything tastes better when you share.
Right? Thanks, pre-school.
The North will never surrender that stuffed panda! Pandas are not yours to share.
They're ours! Kayla, you were supposed to K! Relax, P.
That's probably how they express their love for each other.
Different cultures, am I right? Oh, adorbs.
- I could use some help over here.
- Sorry.
Bling-Bling's site is cray cute.
He's a living emoji.
Aw.
Nice move.
Not exactly professional, but - Hello.
- Brain? Calls during work hours? Now who's not being profesh? Bling-Bling's been kidnapped? I'll use every resource I have to track that panda down.
Scan for all pandas.
Pinpoint GPS triangulations.
Reference all historical panda-nappings for trends.
- Download Panda-natomy books.
- Found him.
He's at the airport.
He just took a selfie and posted it.
Hmm.
Who knew my utter lack of professionalism slash social media obsession would come in handy? Mine! - You can have the stuffed Panda.
- I don't want it anymore.
Give me fries, or give me oblivion! You guys keep, uh, doing whatever you're doing.
Just don't start a war before we get back.
- It's time to get serious, and - Aw.
Bling-Bling just took a selfie of him yawning.
So cute.
All right, Mr.
Panda, we need to get you to the zoo.
Hmm.
This'll never do.
Panda's hate hatchbacks.
Isn't that right? I thought as much.
Go, go, Gadget, panda-propriate transport.
Up ya go, Mr.
Panda.
All I have to do is relax and let Gadget do my job for me.
Wowzers.
Someone forgot his seatbelt.
Ow! Silly panda.
No wonder you're endangered.
Go, go, Gadget, panda straps.
Better keep my eyes on that bear.
Nice.
We can totally get the jump on them.
On my mark.
- Three, two - Wait.
I wanna take a stealthie of Bling-Bling taking a selfie.
Sorry.
I can't take much more of this.
Not again! Pandas sure are excite Brain? I thought I told you to stay? Go, go, Gadget, panda-dog separators.
Wowzers! Putting a statue and bench and park in the middle of the street? What terrible urban planning.
Bad panda.
You're supposed to eat bamboo, not garbage.
Oh, fine.
One more bite.
Ah! Check this baggage.
Oh! My followers are gonna love my Super Dragon Kick.
Still looks wicked cool.
Talon's on his way to snatch the Guatamazillians.
We need to warn them.
But my CODEX shorted out.
Even worse.
My battery's dead.
Maybe that wouldn't have happened if you'd been agenting instead of social media-ing.
Oh, yeah? If it wasn't for my social media-ing, we wouldn't have found Bling-Bling at all.
Real talk.
Aw, so cute.
He really does make peace through selfies.
Finally.
Nothing will stop Mr.
Bling from reaching the zoo.
Now for a nice, civilized ride to the zoo.
Go, go, Gadget, bus fare.
Whoa! No! North Guatamazil has gained control of the final fry.
Ah.
But without the last ketchup packet, your fry is useless.
Monster.
It's Bling-Bling! - He's so cute.
- Stop! That panda's a fake! Wait.
Is that Talon? For reals? You look adorable.
Laugh while you can, 'cause you'll be crying when war breaks out.
- Hold me! - No! You hold me! Ever see a panda that could fly? Oh, come on.
I know I'm handsome, but why does every animal fall in love with me? Now I see what's going on.
That second panda's a MAD Panda spy trying to panda-nap Bling-Bling.
Go, go, Gadget, fake panda neutralizer.
I hate this suit! You did it again, Gadget.
Not only are the Guatamazillians and panda safe, it looks as though they've completely made up.
All in a day's work, Chief.
Brain, I told you to stay away from pandas.
Go, go, Gadget, bad dog cage.
Who knew all it would take to make peace was being attacked by a boy in a panda suit? Live and learn.
You've failed me for the last time.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Sure, fine.
- Just get me out of this suit.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I've already sold Dum-Dum the Ever Failing Panda to the Metro City zoo.
Have a nice life.
Next time, Gadget.
Next time!