Phineas and Ferb s05e01 Episode Script
Just Our Luck
1 There's a hundred and four days of summer vacation and school comes along just to end it So the annual problem for our generation is finding a good way to spend it Like maybe Building a rocket, or fighting a mummy or climbing up the Eiffel Tower Discovering something that doesn't exist Hey! Or giving a monkey a shower Surfing tidal waves Creating nano-bots or locating Frankenstein's brain It's over here! Finding a dodo bird Painting a continent Or driving our sister insane Phineas! As you can see, there's a whole lot of stuff to do before school starts this fall Come on, Perry.
So stick with us, 'cause Phineas and Ferb are gonna do it all! So stick with us, 'cause Phineas and Ferb are gonna do it all! Mom, Phineas and Ferb are making a title sequence! 4x27 - "Just Our Luck" Dude, somebody's got to play it, right? [BUZZES.]
You know, Universe, if you were going to give me practically unbustable brothers, you could at least have made them not morning people.
Yeah, I see you down there.
Hey, where's Perry? [CHATTERING.]
Sorry you had to pull that all-nighter, but we really appreciate you filling in for Agent Q.
With most everyone down at Agent-Con this week, we're, uh, a little short-handed.
Yet again, I am the only girl.
Anyway, Agent P, Doofenshmirtz has been experimenting with energy fields and it's starting to get dangerous.
It knocked out our microwave oven! Get out there, Agent P, and right that ridiculous wrong.
This breakfast burrito is like a, bean and cheese icicle, except that it's larger and wrapped in a tortilla.
- Hey, Phineas.
What are you doing? - Hey, Isabella.
You're just in time to help us build a zip line tennis game across town for the ultimate game of sky tennis.
- Or "skennis" for short - Now that you're here, - we can play doubles for twice the fun! - I'll be the judge of that.
Perfect! 'Cause we need you to be the line judge! Judge? Cool! Do I get one of those powdered wigs? - No.
- Ah, I'll do it anyway.
[CHORUS.]
# Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated! # Woof! Woof! Intruder approaching! Woof! Woof, Woof! Good boy.
I love this new guard dog software.
I was beginning to think you'd found another evil scientist to fight.
Oop! Oh, what a little angel.
I'll just have to tell you my evil plan subliminally, like, like when people listen to foreign language CDs in their sleep.
I did that once, and now I can totally speak Portuguese to sleeping people.
Anyway, recently I was musing to myself about how lucky my brother, Roger, is.
Luck is called "stinkelkrampen" in Drusselstein and I never seem to have any of the good kind.
Turns out that every object has a positive or negative energy field.
I harnessed that positive and negative energy and created the Stinkelkrampen-inator! [YAWNS.]
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh! You see, what I'll do is I'll zap myself with good luck, and then I'll go zap Roger with bad luck.
Then, I will ascend to become the mayor of Danville and then I will rule the entire Tri-State [YAWNS.]
I will rule the entire Tri-State Area.
Aw, man! Norm, I told you, on the paper.
On the paper! Bad Dog.
Looking good, guys.
All we need to do is hammer in this last nail and we'll be ready to go.
Huh, that's odd.
Glad, I always carry a spare.
Whoa.
Good thing you're wearing your steel tip sneakers.
Actually, today I'm not.
Ouch.
And that is how the bad luck setting works! Except, of course, I won't be shooting random blasts off the balcony.
Now check out the good luck settings! And again, I won't be just shooting it off the balcony like this.
Time to embark on my daily 500 brush stroke marathon to manageable hair.
One.
What the A perfect 40 degree angle? I can't believe it! A perfect hair day! - I finally got my P.
H.
D! - Oh, that's wonderful, honey.
Not a single day goes by when I don't appreciate my P.
H.
D.
That's great, Dad, but I'm not talking about a degree.
Oh, neither am I! Time to take my perfect hair to a bust show.
[CELL PHONE RINGS.]
Hello? You're kidding! I won a random contest to sing back-up for Love Handel at the Danville 24 hour music awards? Sweet! Perfect hair day? Back-up singer for Love Handel? That could only mean Wait, let me try one last thing.
[GASPS.]
Pillows magically appear to break my fall! It's true.
I'm finally having good luck! I was using my P.
H.
D.
, my "Pillow Hurling Dexterity.
" Nah, still lucky.
[GASPS.]
I'll actually be able to bust Phineas and Ferb today! Oh, wait.
Mom's at that weekend-long plant-potting retreat.
[CELL PHONE RINGS.]
Hi, Mom! The seminar's over already? Yeah appearently, I just put some dirt in a pot.
I don't know why I cleared my whole schedule.
Great! See you at 4:00.
Yes! Today is the day that I bust Phineas and Ferb! - Whoo-hoo! - I just don't get it.
Everything we try to do either falls apart, breaks, or somehow ends up backwards.
I know this goes completely against all logic and therefore makes it totally out of character for me to say, but I think you may have been cursed with bad luck.
[GASPS.]
Bad luck? Dude, I call 'em like I see 'em.
Hmm.
Bad luck.
That's a new one! It happens.
There's not much you can do about it.
No! There is something we can do about it.
If we can create algorithms to predict bad luck, we can make allowances for it and still have fun.
Just like the fail-safe system on space capsules or airplanes.
Exactly.
We'll make having bad luck fun! Cool! Okay, it's time to go.
Luck and cover.
[CHUCKLES.]
Good stinkelkrampen tickles! [GASPS.]
Look! A penny! It's working.
Aw, man! Tails.
Well, you know the rules, Heinz.
Turn it over for the next person.
I say, a lucky penny! Thanks for the flip, old bean.
Here is $1,000.
[SQUEALS.]
It worked.
[CHUCKLES.]
Ooh, time to give Roger a dose of bad stinkelkrampen he'll never forget! Okay, team! All fail-safe systems are in place.
Go! Yeah! What a great day for sky tennis, huh, Markus? Or a "skennis" as locals call it, Mark.
Mark: Phineas and the gang have the ball in play, so here we go.
Markus: Lob to Phineas and Ferb as Phineas sets up for a powerful return.
Ooh, looks like Baljeet is positioned perfectly for Both: Oh, no! [SCREAMS.]
Mark: What rotten luck! Let's just hope Baljeet survives the fall.
But Isabella is right there with the save.
And apparently so is Baljeet! A beautiful air bag maneuver, Mark.
Which bounces him right back into the game.
Down we go, Perry the Sleep-apus.
And away we go.
Sweet! - Free samples? - Thank you! [CHOMPS.]
Mmm, I could get used to this good luck thing.
It's better than having a genie.
That was a mistake.
That wasn't a wish, it's just a song.
It's, it's not even a song.
It's a jingle.
Ugh! You ever try to sue a genie? Let's see what kind of tunes are on the FM dial.
[SONG PLAYING.]
Hey, I love this song! I guess I shouldn't be surprised at this point, but what the hey! I'm swingin' from the cherry tree What has this day got in store? Dancing in the sunshine Above the clouds I'm gonna soar Then I'm gonna eat a s'more Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Smiles stretching miles long Dancing in the sunshine Got my favorite flip-flops on My SPF is super strong My hair blows in the summer breeze Dancing in the sunshine I'm groovin' with some retirees With cartoon bandage on my knee Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Doofenshmirtz: I love it when the song ends right as you reach your destination! Not to mention the free cans of almond brittle that I got during the chorus.
- Well, hello, Roger.
- Hello, Heinz.
What can I do for you? Well, little brother, you have had nothing but good luck your whole life and I'm here to even things up for once.
Oh, Heinz, the power of positive stinkelkrampen is the result of hard work, strong networking, and thoughtful actions in matters both business and personal.
[SCOFFS.]
I prefer to inator my way to success.
Just like I wrote in my book.
Available in dollar bins everywhere.
Now let's see what Ferb can do with Isabella's blistering smash.
Wow! I've never seen a racket spontaneously become unstrung! Ferb's shot is headed straight for Isabella and she [GASPS.]
Oh, that is a tough break.
She's flying right past the gap.
This is absolutely amazing.
Hey, do you guys have a permit to do sports commentary on this roof? - We totally have one.
- We do.
It's in the production truck downstairs.
Which totally exists.
Let's get outta here! - I'm home! - Hi, Mom! I know you wanna drag me to the backyard right now, Candace, but can it wait until I repot my new plant? No prob, Mom.
Take your time.
Okay Uh, thanks, hon.
[GRUNTS.]
Oh, how cute.
My new plant looks like a little secret agent.
[GIGGLES.]
How 'bout you guard this alcove, Mr.
Secret Agent Plant? [GIGGLES.]
Sorry, Planty the Potted Plant.
But apparently, your cover's been blown.
I'm afraid you'll have to be repotted with another family.
All right, Roger.
Prepare to suffer the bad luck of the Hey, hey, hey! Hey, wait, wait a minute! You suppose to stay still for a good inatoring.
Aww, but I just realized that I haven't said hello to your little platypus friend.
Careful.
He gets a little testy if he wakes up from his nap too soon.
[FLOOR CREAKS.]
Uh-oh.
[GRUNTS.]
Oh, yes, I'm not a morning person either.
Great game, guys.
Hello, brothers! I made you a pie! For your bust-day! Well, that can't be right.
Bus Day isn't until next week.
Guess she's getting a head start.
[GROANING.]
Aah! Oh, no.
Now, my luck's gonna go back to normal.
Which is of course bad.
Just take your time.
It's not like the Earth is going to open up and swallow it.
Not today! [GASPS.]
Oh, no! That means Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom! [RUMBLING.]
[ALL GASP.]
And right after Candace said that couldn't happen.
Yeah, that's borderline creepy.
Candace, you still haven't explained why you're covered with pie.
Oh, just come on.
This'll explain everything.
Bu-bu Wha - Hi, Mom! - [STAMMERING.]
But Well, my luck may be back to normal, but at least I still have an entire trunk full of delicious almond brittle.
[SCREAMS.]
[SIGHS.]
Mental note, never accept canned confections from a guy in a clown suit.
My hair blows in the summer breeze Dancing in the sunshine I'm groovin' with some retirees With cartoon bandage on my knee Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Shine
So stick with us, 'cause Phineas and Ferb are gonna do it all! So stick with us, 'cause Phineas and Ferb are gonna do it all! Mom, Phineas and Ferb are making a title sequence! 4x27 - "Just Our Luck" Dude, somebody's got to play it, right? [BUZZES.]
You know, Universe, if you were going to give me practically unbustable brothers, you could at least have made them not morning people.
Yeah, I see you down there.
Hey, where's Perry? [CHATTERING.]
Sorry you had to pull that all-nighter, but we really appreciate you filling in for Agent Q.
With most everyone down at Agent-Con this week, we're, uh, a little short-handed.
Yet again, I am the only girl.
Anyway, Agent P, Doofenshmirtz has been experimenting with energy fields and it's starting to get dangerous.
It knocked out our microwave oven! Get out there, Agent P, and right that ridiculous wrong.
This breakfast burrito is like a, bean and cheese icicle, except that it's larger and wrapped in a tortilla.
- Hey, Phineas.
What are you doing? - Hey, Isabella.
You're just in time to help us build a zip line tennis game across town for the ultimate game of sky tennis.
- Or "skennis" for short - Now that you're here, - we can play doubles for twice the fun! - I'll be the judge of that.
Perfect! 'Cause we need you to be the line judge! Judge? Cool! Do I get one of those powdered wigs? - No.
- Ah, I'll do it anyway.
[CHORUS.]
# Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated! # Woof! Woof! Intruder approaching! Woof! Woof, Woof! Good boy.
I love this new guard dog software.
I was beginning to think you'd found another evil scientist to fight.
Oop! Oh, what a little angel.
I'll just have to tell you my evil plan subliminally, like, like when people listen to foreign language CDs in their sleep.
I did that once, and now I can totally speak Portuguese to sleeping people.
Anyway, recently I was musing to myself about how lucky my brother, Roger, is.
Luck is called "stinkelkrampen" in Drusselstein and I never seem to have any of the good kind.
Turns out that every object has a positive or negative energy field.
I harnessed that positive and negative energy and created the Stinkelkrampen-inator! [YAWNS.]
Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh! You see, what I'll do is I'll zap myself with good luck, and then I'll go zap Roger with bad luck.
Then, I will ascend to become the mayor of Danville and then I will rule the entire Tri-State [YAWNS.]
I will rule the entire Tri-State Area.
Aw, man! Norm, I told you, on the paper.
On the paper! Bad Dog.
Looking good, guys.
All we need to do is hammer in this last nail and we'll be ready to go.
Huh, that's odd.
Glad, I always carry a spare.
Whoa.
Good thing you're wearing your steel tip sneakers.
Actually, today I'm not.
Ouch.
And that is how the bad luck setting works! Except, of course, I won't be shooting random blasts off the balcony.
Now check out the good luck settings! And again, I won't be just shooting it off the balcony like this.
Time to embark on my daily 500 brush stroke marathon to manageable hair.
One.
What the A perfect 40 degree angle? I can't believe it! A perfect hair day! - I finally got my P.
H.
D! - Oh, that's wonderful, honey.
Not a single day goes by when I don't appreciate my P.
H.
D.
That's great, Dad, but I'm not talking about a degree.
Oh, neither am I! Time to take my perfect hair to a bust show.
[CELL PHONE RINGS.]
Hello? You're kidding! I won a random contest to sing back-up for Love Handel at the Danville 24 hour music awards? Sweet! Perfect hair day? Back-up singer for Love Handel? That could only mean Wait, let me try one last thing.
[GASPS.]
Pillows magically appear to break my fall! It's true.
I'm finally having good luck! I was using my P.
H.
D.
, my "Pillow Hurling Dexterity.
" Nah, still lucky.
[GASPS.]
I'll actually be able to bust Phineas and Ferb today! Oh, wait.
Mom's at that weekend-long plant-potting retreat.
[CELL PHONE RINGS.]
Hi, Mom! The seminar's over already? Yeah appearently, I just put some dirt in a pot.
I don't know why I cleared my whole schedule.
Great! See you at 4:00.
Yes! Today is the day that I bust Phineas and Ferb! - Whoo-hoo! - I just don't get it.
Everything we try to do either falls apart, breaks, or somehow ends up backwards.
I know this goes completely against all logic and therefore makes it totally out of character for me to say, but I think you may have been cursed with bad luck.
[GASPS.]
Bad luck? Dude, I call 'em like I see 'em.
Hmm.
Bad luck.
That's a new one! It happens.
There's not much you can do about it.
No! There is something we can do about it.
If we can create algorithms to predict bad luck, we can make allowances for it and still have fun.
Just like the fail-safe system on space capsules or airplanes.
Exactly.
We'll make having bad luck fun! Cool! Okay, it's time to go.
Luck and cover.
[CHUCKLES.]
Good stinkelkrampen tickles! [GASPS.]
Look! A penny! It's working.
Aw, man! Tails.
Well, you know the rules, Heinz.
Turn it over for the next person.
I say, a lucky penny! Thanks for the flip, old bean.
Here is $1,000.
[SQUEALS.]
It worked.
[CHUCKLES.]
Ooh, time to give Roger a dose of bad stinkelkrampen he'll never forget! Okay, team! All fail-safe systems are in place.
Go! Yeah! What a great day for sky tennis, huh, Markus? Or a "skennis" as locals call it, Mark.
Mark: Phineas and the gang have the ball in play, so here we go.
Markus: Lob to Phineas and Ferb as Phineas sets up for a powerful return.
Ooh, looks like Baljeet is positioned perfectly for Both: Oh, no! [SCREAMS.]
Mark: What rotten luck! Let's just hope Baljeet survives the fall.
But Isabella is right there with the save.
And apparently so is Baljeet! A beautiful air bag maneuver, Mark.
Which bounces him right back into the game.
Down we go, Perry the Sleep-apus.
And away we go.
Sweet! - Free samples? - Thank you! [CHOMPS.]
Mmm, I could get used to this good luck thing.
It's better than having a genie.
That was a mistake.
That wasn't a wish, it's just a song.
It's, it's not even a song.
It's a jingle.
Ugh! You ever try to sue a genie? Let's see what kind of tunes are on the FM dial.
[SONG PLAYING.]
Hey, I love this song! I guess I shouldn't be surprised at this point, but what the hey! I'm swingin' from the cherry tree What has this day got in store? Dancing in the sunshine Above the clouds I'm gonna soar Then I'm gonna eat a s'more Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Smiles stretching miles long Dancing in the sunshine Got my favorite flip-flops on My SPF is super strong My hair blows in the summer breeze Dancing in the sunshine I'm groovin' with some retirees With cartoon bandage on my knee Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Doofenshmirtz: I love it when the song ends right as you reach your destination! Not to mention the free cans of almond brittle that I got during the chorus.
- Well, hello, Roger.
- Hello, Heinz.
What can I do for you? Well, little brother, you have had nothing but good luck your whole life and I'm here to even things up for once.
Oh, Heinz, the power of positive stinkelkrampen is the result of hard work, strong networking, and thoughtful actions in matters both business and personal.
[SCOFFS.]
I prefer to inator my way to success.
Just like I wrote in my book.
Available in dollar bins everywhere.
Now let's see what Ferb can do with Isabella's blistering smash.
Wow! I've never seen a racket spontaneously become unstrung! Ferb's shot is headed straight for Isabella and she [GASPS.]
Oh, that is a tough break.
She's flying right past the gap.
This is absolutely amazing.
Hey, do you guys have a permit to do sports commentary on this roof? - We totally have one.
- We do.
It's in the production truck downstairs.
Which totally exists.
Let's get outta here! - I'm home! - Hi, Mom! I know you wanna drag me to the backyard right now, Candace, but can it wait until I repot my new plant? No prob, Mom.
Take your time.
Okay Uh, thanks, hon.
[GRUNTS.]
Oh, how cute.
My new plant looks like a little secret agent.
[GIGGLES.]
How 'bout you guard this alcove, Mr.
Secret Agent Plant? [GIGGLES.]
Sorry, Planty the Potted Plant.
But apparently, your cover's been blown.
I'm afraid you'll have to be repotted with another family.
All right, Roger.
Prepare to suffer the bad luck of the Hey, hey, hey! Hey, wait, wait a minute! You suppose to stay still for a good inatoring.
Aww, but I just realized that I haven't said hello to your little platypus friend.
Careful.
He gets a little testy if he wakes up from his nap too soon.
[FLOOR CREAKS.]
Uh-oh.
[GRUNTS.]
Oh, yes, I'm not a morning person either.
Great game, guys.
Hello, brothers! I made you a pie! For your bust-day! Well, that can't be right.
Bus Day isn't until next week.
Guess she's getting a head start.
[GROANING.]
Aah! Oh, no.
Now, my luck's gonna go back to normal.
Which is of course bad.
Just take your time.
It's not like the Earth is going to open up and swallow it.
Not today! [GASPS.]
Oh, no! That means Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom! [RUMBLING.]
[ALL GASP.]
And right after Candace said that couldn't happen.
Yeah, that's borderline creepy.
Candace, you still haven't explained why you're covered with pie.
Oh, just come on.
This'll explain everything.
Bu-bu Wha - Hi, Mom! - [STAMMERING.]
But Well, my luck may be back to normal, but at least I still have an entire trunk full of delicious almond brittle.
[SCREAMS.]
[SIGHS.]
Mental note, never accept canned confections from a guy in a clown suit.
My hair blows in the summer breeze Dancing in the sunshine I'm groovin' with some retirees With cartoon bandage on my knee Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Dancing in the sunshine Whoa-oh-oh-oh Shine