One, two, three.
Way there.
Sassy.
Oh, man, I'm pretty.
Do the monkey with me.
Come on.
Hey there, way there.
Yeah, whatever.
The day a new era dawns.
By leaving this trail of breadcrumbs behind me, I'll never get lost again.
Hey, what are you doing?
Oh, no!
I'm lost!
Nobody loves me.
What's to become of me?
Get the hound dogs!
Call the cops!
Somebody help me!
Hey, Dweeb.
How's life in Geek Town?
Hi, Johnny.
Wanna help me put up campaign posters?
I'm running for Litter Commissioner.
Really?
That's fascinating.
Tell me more.
Wherever there's a tin can on the curb, I'll be there.
Wherever somebody's putting paper in a plastics-only recycling bin, I'll be there.
Wherever... Hey!
What?
Johnny, Litter Commissioner is a very serious position.
You wanna see a serious position?
Look at me.
I'm Carl, the stupid Litter Commissioner.
Hi, Carl.
Oh, hi, Melinda.
As president of the neighborhood recycling team, I look forward to working late into
the evenings with such a dedicated public servant.
You mean if he's elected?
Johnny, what do you mean?
I hereby declare my candidacy for chick-attracting litter guy.
Wonderful!
A spirited contest will really bring the litter issue into focus.
Yeah, yeah, whatever.
Listen, Eko, Betty.
Why don't you help me tear up the rest of Geek Boy's posters?
Two, four, six, eight.
Johnny's cool and Carl's just a big dork.
Carl, Carl, he's our man.
If he can't help react in on simple carbon silicon, no one can!
Hey, roll that thing back to the toy store, chimp boy.
This is Johnny's turf.
Aw, you're just jealous of my new invention.
The fusion-powered hydroelectric wintergreen scented Krisinowitz 5000.
You gotta be kidding.
There's nothing in here but a walnut and a glass of water.
Yes.
The same energy that powers the sun.
No, Johnny.
The electron valences have been very carefully calibrated.
Huh?
Fluorescente.
Don't worry, Johnny.
The radiation should wear off long before election day.
Hey, pops.
How am I doing in the polls?
Well, I have some good news and some bad news.
The bad news is you're trailing Carl by 99%.
What's the good news?
I've got the metabolism of a schoolgirl.
Hold on.
You're telling me I only got 1% in the polls?
Actually, you got zero.
So who got the other 1%?
Who do you prefer in the polls?
Kyle Krisinowitz or Johnny Bravo?
I like pie.
I'm a little worried, pops.
But pie has an impressive grasp of the issues.
There he is.
Johnny Bravo.
The voters are tired of all the bickering and mudslinging.
I challenge you to a television debate.
I accept.
What's a debate, pops?
Well, son, for Carl, it's an intelligent discussion of the issues.
For you, it's an embarrassing spectacle of stupidity.
I'm in.
And so, that's why ozone depletion is our best friend.
Because, hey, check out my tan.
Pie, you have 30 seconds to respond.
Oh, he's a shrewd one.
Thank you, Pie.
Mr. Krisinowitz, would you explain your policies on trash separation?
Gladly.
Trash separation is our bridge to a glorious, more enriching future.
Carl has six wives.
What?
That's not true.
Mr. Bravo, please wait your turn.
Ahem.
Thank you, Mr. Moderator.
The time when man first lumped his trash into homogenous piles is...
Carl is a convicted diamond smuggler.
That's a lie!
Those charges are scandalous, libelous, and totally untrue.
Mr. Bravo, please.
And he also took a rubber ducky to his high school prom.
Um, I have no comment at this time.
Krisinowitz takes Duck to the prom.
Carl's a duck dater!
Hello, City Desk.
Stop the presses.
10,003, 10,004, 10,005!
It's official!
Johnny's the winner!
Mmm.
Sweet.
Well, Johnny, I guess the best man won.
I just hope you'll show as much dedication in office as you did in the...
Blah, blah, blah.
Sorry, I can't hear you because you're a big loser.
And as my first official act, I decree there
must be a huge honkin' parade in my honor.
Ha-ha!
Ha!
Back at ya.
How ya doin'?
Hey, how ya been?
Ha!
Oh, hello there, my little eco-bunny.
I suppose you've come to congratulate me.
No.
Hello.
We've come to ask you who the heck is going to
clean up the garbage caused by your stupid parade!
It's now you only eat up play, Johnny.
You blew the whole year's budget on this bash.
Tell you what, girls.
Why don't each of you grab a broom and just tidy up like you do?
Get him, girls!
Oh!
Oh, no, not in the face!
Oh, ow!
It's lonely at the top.
Oh, ow!
Oh, come on!
Oh, cut it out!
Oh,
mama, why do we have to clean the garage?
The stench of mildew is making me woozy.
Oh, look, Johnny, it's your Huggy Snuggles doll.
Remember how you never used to let it out of your sight?
Oh, mama, that was weeks ago.
We'll never be apart again.
Never!
Mrs. Bravo!
I got an A in music class!
What's the A stand for?
Irritating little kiss-up?
Anyway, wanna hear the song I wrote?
I'd love to.
I went to a pet shop the other day To see the newest animals on display I was
checking out the bunnies when, what did I see?
A funky looking monkey looking down at me Funky monkey, oook, oook, oook Funky
monkey, oook, oook, oook Give him a banana and a boogie like a spinning top Aw,
man, that stinks!
I love it, sweetie!
But it needs something.
Now let's see, where did I put my vintage 57 Sunburst double neck?
Oh, here it is!
I haven't played it since Jimi Hendrix set it on fire at Altamond On the downbeat!
I went to a pet shop the other day To see the newest animals on display I was
checking out the bunnies when, what did I see?
A funky looking monkey looking down at me Funky monkey,
oook, oook, oook, oook, oook Please make it slow!
Oh, a garage jam!
Far out!
Mind if I sit in on the tubs?
Yes.
I went to a pet shop the other day To see the newest animals on display I was
checking out the bunnies when, what did I see?
Nothing to see here!
Please disperse, people!
Return to your homes!
Thanks, Pops.
One more minute of that squawking and those folks would have attacked.
Squawking nothing!
You kids have a crazy new sound!
I can make you all stars!
What?
All you need now is a vapid pretty boy lead singer to attract the young ladies.
Funky monkey!
Oook, oook, oook!
Give them a banana!
And here's a spinning katagai!
On second thought, I wouldn't change a thing.
Well kids, you ready to cut your first demo?
Eh, don't worry, I told Johnny we were recording in another town.
Hey Pops, no one in Albany has ever heard of you.
Alright, ready to record?
Hello, Cleveland!
Eh, right.
Okay, let's try to get a quick takedown.
Ready, everyone?
A one, and a two, and...
I went to a pet shop the other day to see the newest animals.
On display, I was checking out the rabbits.
What did I say?
A hoogie, hoogie, hoogie, dog, and me!
Buggy buggy!
In a banana and a boogie like a swan and top!
Oh, yeah, we nailed that one.
You know folks, my equipment refused to record that one.
You're on mic too, right Johnny?
Right.
Okay, let's get another one for backup.
I went to a pet shop the other day to see the newest animals on display.
I was checking out the bunnies, and why did I see?
A monkey, hoogie, monkey, looking down at me!
Okay, gang.
It's just your first gig, so have fun with it.
Oh, and don't worry about Johnny.
With the directions I gave him, he ought to be passing Nome, Alaska any minute now.
If you're a monkey primate or a terrorist can,
And you see my little monkey dog's going right in!
Monkey, monkey!
Hoo, hoo, hoo!
Give him a banana and a monkey like his villain's time!
One more time!
Give him a banana and a monkey like his villain's time!
Oh, yeah!
Oh, man!
Great news, everyone!
Funky Monkey is number one in the Tri-Town area!
And with tonight's national TV appearance, I'll be stinking rich!
I mean, you'll all be famous!
Oh, that'll be marvelous!
And I think we all know who we have to thank!
Thanks, Mrs. Bravo!
That's right, Mama.
Me!
And while we're on the subject, let's lay down a few ground rules.
First of all, no one is to make direct eye contact with me.
Stop doing that.
Anyone speaking to Johnny Bravo must refer to Johnny Bravo in the third person.
But, Johnny, we already do refer to you in the third person.
Then you're cool with Johnny Bravo.
And now I'd like to play you Johnny Bravo's new song,
which is destined to be our new breakout single.
Johnny, he's a pretty guy!
Johnny!
Johnny likes his pie!
Johnny, don't look in his eye!
Johnny!
What are we gonna do, Pops?
If I can't make direct eye contact with Johnny, I'll just die!
And his song stinks, too.
Don't worry, Carl.
As long as I have these, there's nothing to worry about.
And the home of the brave...
Bravo!
Ten seconds to show time, people!
Everyone take their big wads of cash!
I mean, places!
Pops!
Look at what I just noticed!
Uh!
Landagotion!
Someone!
I can't imagine who!
Snipped your mic wire!
Huh?
Oh, yeah.
Also, it has this little smudge right here.
Phew!
Don't worry.
I'll fix it.
Ew!
Now you got spit on it!
I'll just use Carl's mic.
Great freakin' toadstools!
No!
Here, give me that!
Hi!
And turn up the volume!
I can never hear myself sing!
And now, direct from their Tritown tour, Johnny and the Deerticks!
I went to the pet shop the other day to see the little thingies!
Monkey Monkey!
Whoa!
Whoa, whoa!
Monkey Monkey!
Hop!
Give him some fruit!
And he'll spin around like a boogie!
Yeah!
Oh, yeah!
That's it!
Oh, yeah!
That's the magic!
Whoa!
Ooh!
I'll just wait here for the groupies.
Thus, we see how man has evolved to realize his ultimate modern potential!
Hey!
How come he gets a banana?
Mmm... Banana!
Finally, an entire day to practice my tennis forehand!
And pull!
Why don't you be more careful?
People live here!
This isn't a residential district!
Sorry, Johnny!
My friends and I were playing!
Can we have our ball back?
No way!
I warned you before!
I'm putting it in the pile with the rest of your stuff!
Please, Johnny!
Oh, well, let me think about it.
No!
Here, Susie.
Let me try.
Excuse me.
I believe that ball belongs to my friend, Susie.
Look, buddy.
You don't understand.
If I let her get away with this, she'll start walking all over.
Sweet, merciful heavens, you're a large man!
You know, when I said I'm keeping the ball, I meant she could have it.
Just as soon as I'm finished polishing it.
And re-inflating it.
Feels fine to me.
Say, you've got some skills, don't you?
Thank you, Enormous.
Enormous?
You're Enormous Ferguson of the Pockatuck Ferrets?
You're my favorite basketball superstar!
Because of my grace and skill on the court?
Oh, because of the buddy movie you did with that adorable chimp.
I really believe you were cops on the edge.
Well, we gotta go now.
Wait, don't go.
Maybe you could use me on the team.
Check out these moves.
I was fouled!
You know, Johnny, I think there's a place on the team you'd be perfect for.
Power forward?
All-star center?
Rebound ace?
Uh, not exactly.
Hey, towel boy.
Towel boy, at your service.
I spilled my sport drink on the three-point line.
Sop it up, won't you?
Right away, you seven-foot yahoo.
Hey, Johnny.
How's the new job going?
Oh, it's wonderful.
What boy doesn't grow up dreaming of the day when he'll
be asked to sop up the sweat of huge wealthy athletes?
Here you go, towel boy.
This job stinks.
I'm getting prune hands.
I'm out of here.
Wait, Johnny.
Where's your team spirit?
Every job is important if it helps the team win.
Remember the playoffs of 88 when the home team was down three games to none?
The mechanical monkey is right.
My demeaning dead-end job is important.
I can make a difference.
Have a towel.
Whoa!
Towel?
Well, this bucket's full.
I really feel like I'm contributing.
Yo, towel jockey.
What's the idea of crippling my whole team?
Now we have to forfeit.
No, we don't, Norm.
Johnny and I can help.
Remember in 72 when Atlanta benched all five starters
with three minutes left in the third quarter?
The set of Chatter and Joke Teeth is right.
We can win if we all play as a team.
Oh, yes!
Shit does.
Give me the ball.
Give me.
the... I'm open.
I'm open.
Thanks.
Anyone sitting here?
Johnny!
What are you doing?
What?
Oh, but damn right!
Look, we're down one point with nine seconds left.
Just pass the ball to me, okay?
You got it, Enormous.
So it's come to this.
The final second separating me from glory.
I'll either be the hero or the goat.
I wonder what I'll have for dinner tonight.
You know that macaroni's just gonna go bad if I don't cook it.
Johnny, take the stupid shot!
Oh, right!
Uh!
Hey!
Ah!
Boo!
Well, I'm not surprised.
We played like scrubs.
Personally, I blame you guys.
Talk about lousy team play.
I mean, sheesh!
Oh!
Oh, watch the hair!
Oh, oh!
Oh!
Nothin' but neck!
Look out.
A bad... Moosehead.