Inspector Gadget (2015) s04e06 Episode Script

1 [wails.]
Inspector Gadget Inspector Gadget Inspector Gadget Inspector Gadget Go, go, Gadget, go Go, go, Gadget, go Go, go, Gadget, go Go, go, get 'em, Gadget Inspector Gadget Inspector Gadget Go, go, Gadget, go Go, go, get 'em, Gadget Inspector Gadget [Dr.
Claw.]
It's mine! All mine! Soon the world will bow before me, as phase one of Claw's Cave Condo Kingdominium begins! [laughs.]
I'm so [stammers.]
what's the word? Underwhelmed.
Good luck finding people who'll wanna live in your hole.
They won't have a choice once I force them into my hole.
I mean, force them into Claw's Cave Condo Kingdominium.
With magstienium! Magstienium better be the best real estate agent on Earth.
Magstienium's the most magnetic element on Earth.
- It's made from my personality? - No, you fool! - [glass shatters.]
- Magstienium's an ore! There's a huge deposit of it in the Yukon, and once I get my claw on it You won't be able to get it off? 'Cause of, like, how metal and magnets work? No! Well, yes, but stop interrupting! I'll use the ore to power my Magnetic Field Magnetizer and use that to tear the Earth's magnetic field away.
The sun's rays will scorch the planet.
Everyone will flee underground to survive, where they'll have no choice but to obey my rule.
You don't expect me to rough it so you can play with magnets, do you? MADcat! [snarls.]
[sighs.]
Fine.
I'll rough it.
[scoffs.]
I'll rough it Talon style.
[laughs.]
- [MADcat snarls.]
- [Talon screams.]
[Talon.]
Don't rough up the hair! Check this biodiversity.
Nine varieties of pinecones? Incredible! Now, Penny.
On this camping trip, we're getting back to nature.
No technology allowed.
Uh, no tech, no biggie.
I can totally handle having nothing to read, research, watch or calculate for a weekend.
[chuckles.]
Ain't no thang.
Getting back to nature means not using things like go, go, Gadget, fire starter technology.
[yelps.]
- [yelps.]
- [Inspector Gadget.]
See? Brain got a campfire going just by using his angry gaze.
Isn't nature amazing? Something's there.
Maybe a bear! I'll scan.
Oh.
Right.
Don't worry, Penny.
I happen to be a bear expert.
The trick is to not play dead.
Go, go, Gadget, "prove to a bear you're alive" dancing shoes.
[groans, sighs.]
Wowzers, Chief! You've gone feral! Yes, and I certainly fear all the implications of MAD's latest plan.
MAD plans to disrupt the Earth's electromagnetic field using a Magnetic Field Magnetizer powered by magstienium.
If they succeed, we'll have no shield from the solar winds and the world will be charred like a burnt marshmallow! Your mission: stop MAD from mining magstienium.
This message will self-destruct.
How are we supposed to stop MAD out here? We need to G-Portal back to HQ and tech up, ASAP! No can do, Penny.
The G-Portal is technology, which, while camping, we cannot use to get more technology.
We'll just have to rely on our natural senses: touch, hearing, smell, fashion, business, sixth, common, and maybe even sight.
Now, let's make like nature and get wild on MAD.
[bomb ticks.]
[groans.]
You know, roughing it ain't so bad.
Some people get back to nature, [chuckles.]
I kick back to it.
[sighs.]
If I had my Codex, I could pick up subaudible vibrations to pinpoint MAD, but my ears can only hear stuff.
Ow! [whirring in distance.]
[gasps.]
[Penny.]
Electricity? TV? Air-con? Wi-Fi? Now that's camping.
And that's the Magnetic Field Magnetizer.
[Dr.
Claw.]
Talon! How much of my precious magstienium have you unearthed? [stammers.]
I'm still setting up camp? [chuckles.]
It's super rough out here.
If you don't get mining, I'll give you a new definition of rough.
[imitates static.]
Sorry, you're cutting out.
Bye! [sighs.]
I'm gonna get you TV? No, Penny, you have to stop Talon.
- [cats purring on TV.]
- [gasps.]
[meowing.]
Right after Uptown Tabby.
- [phone rings.]
- [gasps.]
Sorry, Brain.
Nature calls.
- [beeps.]
- Hello? - [groans.]
- This is he.
Why, yes! [Inspector Gadget.]
I would be interested in hearing more! - [wolf howls.]
- [gasps.]
- [growls.]
- [squeals.]
[shrieks.]
Sorry, Brain must have seen his shadow, and that means six more weeks of self-righteousness.
Go, go, Gadget, pompous pooch finder.
Whoa! [thuds.]
- [growls.]
- Wowzers, Brain! - You've really gotten back to nature.
- [snarls.]
Maybe a little too back to nature.
I think someone's going to need to be housebroken again.
And it's not the Chief.
Sit, Brain! - Sit! - [growls.]
Not bad, Brain.
Go, go, Gadget, dog treats.
[thuds.]
Those treats did the trick, but you still have a lot to relearn.
[yelps.]
[wolf howls.]
[squeals, grunts.]
[growl.]
[whimpers, gasps.]
[snarling, growling.]
[festive music plays.]
- [cat meows.]
- [Brain gasps.]
[growl.]
[yelps.]
[festive music plays.]
[growls.]
- [chicken clucks.]
- [growls.]
[festive music plays.]
[imitating Dr.
Claw.]
Go to the mine, Talon.
Push the mine cart, Talon.
Mine the mine, Talon.
[normal voice.]
It's all mine, mine, mine, and never yours, yours, yours.
What I wouldn't do for a flashlight right now.
That barely counts as technolo Whoa! - [Penny grunts.]
- Ha! Eating dirt already, Pen? We haven't even started fighting! - [magstienium vibrates.]
- What? - [clangs.]
- Hey! Give it! At least something's attracted to you, Talon.
- [Talon grunts.]
- [gasps.]
You were saying? Oh, right.
Lucky for me, the gum gun is pure carbon fiber and doesn't have the attractive qualities of those rocks, or my face and hair.
[groans.]
Wait till I attract my boot to your butt! Relax, Pen.
Unwind a little.
[chuckles.]
That's what getting back to nature's all about, right? OK, Brain.
Let's start with petting etiquette, or "pettiquette," as I like to call it.
I pet.
You be cute.
Now, let's give it a try.
- No jumping on people.
- [growls.]
Go, go, Gadget, dog petter.
Sad puppy-dog eyes? - You've almost got your cute back.
- [whines.]
Next up: housebreaking.
[whimpers.]
[Talon.]
Comfy, Pen? I'll be a lot comfier when I'm enjoying all the amenities of your campsite, and you're enjoying all the amenities of jail.
[screams.]
Ow! You know, I envy you, Penny.
I've got bronze skin, but once I'm done with these glorified fridge magnets, you're gonna have the best tan ever.
[clangs.]
- [beeps.]
- [buzzing.]
[clattering.]
- [whirring.]
- [clinking.]
- [thumps.]
- Ow! - [thuds.]
- [clangs.]
[Talon laughs.]
- Roll over, Brain.
- [whimpers.]
Good job.
Paw.
[whirrs.]
Don't be shy, Brain, you can do it.
Shake a paw.
Wowzers! [festive music plays.]
[thuds.]
Hmm, trim fur, soft teeth, uppity personality, you're domesticated again, Brain! Great job, me! [clattering.]
Well, Pen, you've admired my camp long enough.
It's all yours for the 90 seconds you've got before you're burnt to a crisp.
Ha! - Enjoy the sweet tech! - [groans.]
How can I enjoy it when Actually, maybe I will enjoy some of this sweet tech.
You can keep the girl from technology [thuds.]
but you can't keep technology from the girl.
Look out, Talon.
You're the one about to get burned.
[grunts, skids.]
I'm too handsome and refined for this.
[both grunt.]
[grunts.]
- [Penny grunts.]
- Ha! Got any last words, Pen? [Inspector Gadget.]
Coming through! - [Penny shrieks.]
- [Talon grunts.]
[beeping.]
Penny, what did I tell you? Technology is a no-no on this trip.
Go, go, Gadget, unplugged.
[clanging.]
- [shatters.]
- [clanging.]
[beeping.]
- [explosion.]
- [Gadget.]
Oh! [grunts.]
[groans.]
You may have busted my machine, but you'll never bust me! See ya! - [growling.]
- [chuckling.]
Nice doggies? - [growling.]
- [screams.]
Not the hair! Well, you've gotta give it to Talon.
The boy can run.
And he knows how to camp in style.
[meowing.]
Congratulations, Gadget.
You've saved the world, yet again.
If by "saving the world" you mean "housebreak Brain," then yes, I saved the world from embarrassing stains on the carpet.
Isn't that right, Brain? - [growls.]
- [gasps.]
Wanna show off your paw trick, boy? - Good dog! - [screams.]
Now, go play fetch with the Chief.
Go on now.
[Chief Quimby screams.]
[Dr.
Claw groans.]
Talon failed again.
Now what will we do with all these caves? I guess I can bury Talon in one of them.
[laughs.]
- Next time, Gadget.
Next time! - [barking.]
[man.]
Welcome to the Ultrablimp, Mark Two.
Now with 100 percent more ultra, 300 percent more mega, and ten percent less nothing.
Because everything here is ten percent more something.
- [coins clink.]
- Wowzers! Look at all this luxury.
It even comes with extra sky.
Huh? Scenic views, lavish rooms, top-notch entertainment, - and the faucets run with gold.
- [coins clink.]
Yeesh, what does it take to keep something this gaudy in the air? Glad you asked, Penny.
A blimp this impossibly amazing could only be powered by an impossible energy source.
So I invented cold fusion.
You cracked cold fusion? But that could end global warming, lift millions out of poverty, and power the whole world for free! - Oh, it totally could.
- [grunts.]
- An airship? What will they think of next? - [whirring.]
They've even got air people up here.
[sighs.]
It's just me, Gadget.
Welcome aboard, Chief.
The skies just got that much friendlier.
And they'll be that much nastier if MAD gets their way.
HQ believes MAD will attempt to hijack the Ultrablimp, and use its reactor to power a super-weapon.
Your mission: ensure the blimp's maiden voyage is "fly".
[chuckles.]
Did I say that right? This message will self-destruct.
I'm on the case, and on the blimp.
In fact, it's time to make this maiden voyage official, Chief.
- [bomb ticks.]
- [gasps, sighs.]
Go, go, Gadget, ship dedicator.
- [air horn honks.]
- [Chief Quimby screams.]
[helicopter whirring.]
[chuckling.]
I've got them in my sights.
Good.
Fly while you can, Ultrablimp.
Soon, your reactor core will power my ultra-laser.
I'll bring the world to its knees.
But, after I carve MADcat's face into the moon.
- [Dr.
Claw laughs evilly.]
- [sniggers.]
Sounds great, Uncle Claw.
Almost as great as my disguise for this mish.
Who authorized you to wear something so ridiculous? Ridiculous? This is super swag and way better than the disguises you usually make me wear.
[groaning.]
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Now stop playing dress-up and steal me that blimp's reactor.
Yar, 'twill be done in two shakes of a bilge rat's tail, yar.
[chuckles.]
Hoist the mizzen and weigh anchor, sky-rates! We'll send the scallywags to Davy Jones' locker.
[chuckles.]
[crickets chirping.]
Just get us over there.
Penny, have you seen the 3D Food Replicator Sir Owen invented? It's so much better than the old 2D Food Replicator.
That third D must stand for delicious! [squeals.]
[Brain pants.]
[chomps, gulps.]
[burps.]
Isn't all that a bit wasteful? What about giving the extra food to the needy? Great idea.
Don't thank me, the needy.
- [Inspector Gadget.]
Thank Penny.
- [whimpers.]
[groans.]
Is there anything on this blimp that isn't being wasted? Our time.
Because here comes the entertainment Sir Owen promised.
[Penny.]
Pirates? Pirates? [gasps.]
They're the most exciting dinner theater money can buy.
[Gadget.]
Just look at those costumes.
Board and bind 'em, me hearties.
Whoa! [groans.]
[Penny groans.]
[shrieks, grunts.]
- [whimpers.]
- No time to gorge, Brain.
You need to help Uncle Gadget swash the buckles off these pirates, while I go find out what MAD's really up to.
[barks.]
- [pirates snarl.]
- [gasps.]
Stop right there, pirates.
You're not nearly menacing enough.
Don't they teach you anything at the Acting School for the Performing Pirate Arts? I mean, look at this shoddy knot-work.
This man is paying you good money to be bad, but not this kind of bad.
Inspector, why are you helping these brutes? And using such cheap rope to do it? They're actors, Sir Owen.
They need all the help they can get.
- [groans.]
- Now then, shall we sing a song? Go, go, Gadget, sea shanty.
[whimpers, yelps.]
Yar! I claim this cold fusion reactor as me booty.
Really? 'Cause your booty's about to get booted right off this ship.
Shiver me timbers! Ha! I said it like that 'cause I'm so not scared.
Har! But ye should be.
[laughs.]
[Penny grunts.]
[clinks.]
Wow, Sir Owen really didn't spare any expense.
[both grunt.]
[clinking.]
- [groans.]
- [laughs.]
Huh? [Talon shrieks.]
Way to put the "eye" in pirate.
Get it? Eye? [snarls.]
But at least I can still use me hands! Ha-har! [grunts.]
[Talon laughs.]
Now, let me crew show ye what makes pirates so dangerous.
For I am a Pirate King You are, hurrah, for our Pirate King And it is, it is a glorious thing To be a Pirate King Yep.
Super dangerous.
[groans.]
Break it up, ya peg legs.
We came here to pillage, not perform.
Get the plank before I make you walk it yourselves! Yar! [sad music plays.]
Now, which of ye biscuit eaters will be first to take the plunge? Oh! Me! Anything to add even more drama to this wonderful show.
Uncle Gadget, no! That's it Penny, really get into it, like I'm walking to my doom.
[groans.]
Just walk the plankity plank! That's my cue! - No.
- [snarls.]
Now it be yer turn, girlie.
Walk! - [Talon grunts.]
- [Penny.]
Whoa! [gasps, screams.]
Yes! I did it! I finally did it! - [beep.]
- [Dr.
Claw.]
Did what? Succeed? Then where's my reactor? Chill, you'll have it ahead of schedule.
[chuckles.]
I allocated a lot more time to fight Penny.
That shows surprisingly good time management skills for a pirate.
- [groans.]
Gotta go, pirate stuff! - [beep.]
Who was supposed to be guarding our ship? - [crickets chirping.]
- Barry! Seriously? They didn't need a second baritone.
Captain Talon, prepare to be boarded.
Congratulations on finally giving in to the magic of theater, Penny! Woo-hoo! Yar! 'Tis time for us to finish this, once and for Psych! [groans.]
For I am a pirate king [gasps.]
A mutineer? Go, go, Gadget, play swords.
En garde! - [Brain squeals.]
- [swords clink.]
- [Talon grunts.]
- [Penny grunts.]
Time's up, Talon.
I'll get you, by hook or by crook! But mostly by hook! [clinks.]
You'll have to do better than [grunts.]
Hey! [laughs.]
There she glows.
Yar! Talon.
Come to watch me victory, Pen? Ha! Yar, I didn't know ye cared.
I do care about the things that reactor could power.
Schools, hospitals, cities Blah, blah, blah.
It all sounds very boring, Pen, but I got stuff to do.
That reactor also powers this blimp.
You know, the one with us on it.
Um, the captain always goes down with the ship? [chuckles.]
Yar! Glad this isn't me ship! - [alarm blares.]
- [Talon.]
Whoa! Wow! [grunts.]
Whoa! [alarm continues blaring.]
Whoa! Whoa! Wowzers, this theater troupe's commitment to realism is amazing.
I can almost feel the stormy sea.
And real booty to boot? Is there no end to Sir Owen's riches? - Time to keel-haul butt! - [Penny.]
Not if I deck you first! [both grunt.]
Brain, that clumsy actor has dropped his prop.
Go, go, Gadget, treasure trapper.
Great catch, me.
Now to bury the treasure.
Wowzers! [thunder crackles.]
- [lightning hits.]
- [screams.]
Abandon ship! Bad guys and pirates first.
[grunting.]
Whoa, whoa, whoa! [buzzes, whirrs.]
The reactor's super-powering Uncle Gadget's gadgets.
[crackling.]
I mean, we're still gonna crash, but at least it'll be a controlled crash.
[Penny screams.]
[explosion.]
[all sigh.]
Congratulations, Gadget.
You kept the blimp out of MAD's hands.
I'm just glad I could make the maiden voyage a success, especially the entertainment part.
- What a waste.
- I couldn't agree more, Penny.
From this day forward, I'm going to work tirelessly to build an ultra Ultrablimp, twice as big with four-times the excess! Now, if I could just get that reactor back.
Not a problem, Sir Owen.
Go, go, Gadget, giver backer.
- [Talon.]
I hate this! - [crashes.]
[Gadget.]
Wowzers.
Those actors sure know how to end a show with a bang.
Once again, you failed me, Talon.
As for your rescue, I'm sure a ship will pick you up someday.
[Dr.
Claw.]
Next time, Gadget.
Next time!