"Dear fellow villain, evil person,
"scoundrel, rogue, rascal
"and/or generally bad creature or person,
"You are hereby invited to attend the first meeting
"of the League of Villains,
"an organization devoted to helping us
"to better understand the villain's role in society.
"We will meet in the giant chicken ship
"currently docked in Gamma Quadrant Six.
Light refreshments will be served."
"Yours very truly and evilly, King Goobot."
Welcome, fellow villains.
I believe introductions are in order.
I am King Goobot of Yolkus, and this is my assistant, Ooblar.
Oh! Oopsy! ( chuckles )
I forgot— I traded Ooblar to the Bulgosians
for some sulfur butter.
I'm Beautiful Gorgeous, and I broke out of prison for this,
so it better be good.
Pop.
Professor Finbar Calamitous.
I recently escaped, too.
I used a... well, not a chisel, exactly,
more of a long thingy with, uh, sort of forky prongs...
Tick-tock, baldy!
Let's move on!
I'm Baby Eddie.
Yeah, I'm a baby— deal with it!
The Junkman, purveyor of fine refuse products
throughout the galaxy.
You trash it, I cash it.
I'm Grandma Taters, and I'm so happy to be here.
Let's all sing "The Happy Song."
That'll do, ancient one.
We're the space bandits of the Dimdar Galaxy.
I'm Zix, and this is Travoltron and Tee.
Why can't I introduce myself?
He already introduced you, bonehead.
You calling me a bonehead?
How'd you like to be a no-head?
If you gill breathers are done, I am Eustace Strytch,
and I could buy and sell you all!
Make me an offer.
Gentlemen, ladies, settle!
I've called you here for a reason.
Hold on, Goobot, this was supposed to be a discussion.
How come you're calling the shots?
Mmm, perhaps it's because I'm a king and you're all...
oh, how do I put this?
Not kings!
You said we'd talk about the villain's role in society.
I got stuff to say!
Our first order of business
should be to give this guy a bath.
He smells as bad as he looks.
Watch it, toots!
Silence!
My friends, we share a common enemy,
an enemy who must be stopped.
Evil brothers and sisters,
we are gathered here to plan the elimination of...
Jimmy Neutron!
Crush that little pip-squeak!
For years, that pesky little genius has defeated us,
humiliated us and almost destroyed us.
None of us have been able to conquer Jimmy on our own,
but if we band together, we can wipe him off the face of galaxy
and let evil triumph.
You're probably wondering why I brought you all down here.
Is it Lame Invention of the Month time?
No!
I need four brave souls to test
my Neutronic Gravitational Wormhole Generator 9000.
Uh, for the record, I'm not brave.
And we're not stupid.
Do we look like guinea pigs?
Oh! Oh, oh! Oh! Oh!
Um, let's see. Libby?
No.
Correct.
Come on. What could happen?
So you get stuck in another century, never to return.
At least I'll have logged some important data.
Hey, what's this, Nerdtron?
Don't go near that!
Okay. Jeez, it's just a bunch of stupid envelopes.
Hardly— this is an isolation chamber
for ultra-dangerous substances.
Ooh, scary envelopes.
I'm shaking.
I'm serious!
Oh, and what part of "Girls stay behind the yellow line"
did you not understand?
Perhaps you recall Love Potion 976-J?
Oh, I do.
It made you fall in love with the first person you saw.
Sheen fell for Libby, Jimmy fell for Cindy
and I fell in love with the most beautiful woman in the...
Nothing.
These are essence of N-Men.
I synthesized them from your DNA after we achieved super-powers.
Ingesting your packet will give you your powers back
for 30 minutes.
Ooh, I want to be invisible again.
I want to be Special Girl
for my karate competition this weekend.
I want to be Vibrating Sheen
so I can go to bathroom all over the world.
No! Don't you guys remember what happened
last time we were the N-Men?
Yes. Yes. Yes.
So, what if I don't?
A lot's happened since then.
You couldn't control your powers.
You got so out of control the town locked you up.
Excuse me, wasn't there also a big orange monster
who went crazy and almost destroyed Retroville?
Oh, that's right— it was you!
The point is, no one touches these
unless there's an extreme emergency.
I'm talking life-or-death situation, understand?
But, Jimmy, we won't go crazy like we did last time.
Yeah, we're older and wiser-er.
We've changed.
People don't change.
Your personality is imprinted
on your brain from birth— look it up.
Friends, friends, let us not fight.
We'll just agree to disagree.
And then we'll break out the N-Men packets and have some fun.
Hmm, let me think.
No!
In order to abduct Jimmy Neutron,
you'll be split into teams.
First team: Baby Eddie and Grandma Taters.
Ooh, we're going to have such a good time.
I've got to be with the old broad?
That stinks!
( sweetly ): I could just eat you up...
( menacingly ): and maybe I will.
Team two: Beautiful Gorgeous and the Junkman.
Yuck!
The feeling is mutual.
Hey, Junkster, I'll trade you Wrinkles for Dollface.
No trading!
Team three: Eustace Strytch and Professor Calamitous.
What? The guy who can't complete a sentence?
I can't work with that fool.
Watch your tongue, sonny, or I'll... I'll... well, I'll...
Yes, fine, get back to me on that before I go to college!
Space bandits, you are team four.
Hey, Goobot!
King Goobot— King!
Never mind— when do we talk
about the villain's role in society?
This is hardly the...
I ain't talking to you!
Was I talking to you, fool?
Nobody talks to Zix like that.
You ain't the boss of me.
I'll talk any way I want.
You don't even...
Want a piece of me?
I can't even understand you.
What did you say? I can't hear you.
Approaching Earth!
Operation Neutron Slapdown has begun.
I'll radio my instructions shortly.
May evil be with you.
Why do I have to stay on the ship with the human lady?
It's all part of the master plan!
Plus, I get lonely.
My little cutie pie.
Such a sweet little baby boo.
Junkman gets Beautiful Gorgeous
and I get alien Martha Washington!
Earth to Egg Boy—
we've sighted Neutron's dog.
Commencing plan.
Hey, pooch!
Here, poochie!
Go fetch!
Dog disabled.
I repeat: dog disabled.
Good work.
Return to ship.
Wow! Nice job, Taters, you were amazing!
You got that laser beam thing down.
Say, um... listen, can you do me a big favor?
I'm not changing you.
Come on!
Take this inside and play it.
It'll keep Jimmy's friends unable to help him
for the next 15 minutes.
I can't set foot in that eating establishment.
It only has three stars.
Get in there!
Hello, Cynthia.
I thought I would grace your greasy little eatery
with my sparkling presence.
Why is this town full of nothing but dorky boys?
What about Nick?
Why does this keep happening to me?
Excuse me, fellow scene makers.
Hello.
I have a hot new CD guaranteed
to make you shake your respective booties.
I'll be the judge of that!
Hey, I'm dancing, I'm dancing.
Somebody call my mom.
That is some good...
Hey, I can't stop.
Neither can I.
Neutron friends incapacitated.
Maybe I should just destroy these.
Jimmy, lunchtime!
I'm finishing up an experiment.
Even geniuses have to eat.
What if the guy who invented penicillin
had let his sandwich get all moldy?
What?
What are you looking at me for?
Eagle has left the nest.
Excellent!
Commence sealing of the lab, so Jimmy can't get to his goodies.
Thanks. I know the plan.
It's not that complicated.
If there's one thing I hate, it's an arrogant egg.
Hit it!
Lab sealed.
Good!
Back to the ship.
Really?
I thought we might do some shoe shopping.
Stupid egg.
And that's how I fell in love with pie.
Huh? ( gasps )
Oh, uh, great story, Dad.
Want to hear it again?
No, thanks.
I don't mind.
Once, when I was seven years old, I sat on a banana,
and, of course, that changed my life.
So, what are you working on, Jimmy?
A gravitational wormhole generator.
Is this about pie?
( low rumbling ) Do you guys hear that?
Sounds like a system four interplanetary space vehicle.
I'll finish the story when you get back.
( gasps ): The Junkman's ship!
Somebody's sealed my lab off.
Goddard, meet me at the clubhouse, stat.
Goddard, what's wrong?
Something strange is going on.
Better get help.
Oh, this is almost too easy.
Guys, this is no time for a funky dance party.
We know.
We can't stop dancing.
I'm getting pretty good.
What am I going to do?
I don't have access to my lab or Goddard.
Like taking candy from a baby.
Try it, Yolk Breath!
I'll save you, Jimmy!
Hey!
And... ( grunts )
Hugh, they're taking Jimmy!
You put him down!
That's my Jimbo you're taking.
Don't worry, I'll save him.
King Goobot, Baby Eddie, Grandma Taters,
the Junkman, Eustace, Professor Calamitous, Beautiful,
Zix, Travoltron and Tee.
How come he said my name last?
Hello, Jimmy!
We were just in the neighborhood and thought we'd drop by.
Care to go for a little ride?
It will be your last!
Somebody do something!
Libby, smash the boom box.
I can't.
Well, then you have to try tripping.
What? You have to be tripping.
Libby, we have no choice.
Dance towards that banana peel.
Oh, all right.
Oh, my leg.
That was terrible!
Although by the end,
I feel I was getting the kick-pivot-slide.
It was more of a kick- slide-pivot-pivot.
Well, you were putting too much hip into it.
Oh, really? Maybe you don't know how to dance.
You're the one who fell.
I tripped to save us, you little twerp.
Don't call me a little twerp.
Hey! Hey!
Can it, you guys!
We have a situation here.
Jimmy's been nabbed by an alien spaceship.
Oh, yeah.
I wonder what they'll do to him.
Quiet!
Quiet, I say!
Quiet.
Court is in session.
The League of Villains v. Jimmy Neutron.
King Goobot presiding.
Wait— you're putting me on trial?
Of course!
We're doing things by the book.
What book?
The Big Book of Sham Trials.
Be seated, jury.
Do I have to sit next to Stink Boy here?
I'm going to throw up!
He can't smell any worse than this baby.
Hey, I'm a baby! Babies poop!
What, you didn't poop when you were a baby?
Order! Order!
Bailiff, control the jury.
Man, why do I got to be the bailiff?
I want to be on the jury.
Too late. We already voted.
How come I didn't get a vote?
Because you're not on the jury.
Order! Order, I say!
James Isaac Neutron, you are charged
with blocking the spread of evil, ruining diabolical plans
and being an annoying pest.
How do you plead?
Well, first I have to say...
Time's up. Thank you.
The jury will now read the verdict.
I didn't even get to defend myself.
Hello! This is a league of villains!
What did you expect?
Jury, how do you find the defendant?
Guilty!
What a shock.
Time for your sentencing.
Yow!
Freeze! You're all under arrest.
Ow!
Please tell me you're not alone.
Okay— I'm not alone.
Where's everybody?
Huh?
You said you're not alone.
You told me to!
Now, be quiet!
I'm saving your life.
By the power of Ultra Lord,
I demand that you release Jimmy or face the consequences!
What consequences?
Actually, I hadn't gotten that far yet.
Bailiff, put the prisoners in lock-down.
Bailiff? That's lame.
Hush your mouth, fool!
You can't do this.
You have no authority.
Hey, Jimmy, you didn't tell me Beautiful Gorgeous was here.
Hey, Beautiful, it's me, Sheen.
Stop by the cell later!
We'll be there all evening!
Aah, man, I can't believe my plan didn't work.
What plan?
Oh, right.
Dear Diary, The other villains all think I'm dumb.
Well, I ain't dumb!
I pity them other villains!
I pity them bad!
There's got to be a way out.
You got anything to write on?
I promised Carl my dead bug collection,
so I need to make my will.
Not now.
I'm trying to...
Carl— that's it!
I can contact Carl.
Excuse me, Mr. Guard,
could we borrow your electropad to make our wills?
I guess, but don't look at my diary, or I'll squish your head.
Promise.
Hey, Tee, could I call you "Tee"?
What's it like being a big lizardy space bandit?
You making fun? Because I'll squish your head.
I'm not, honest.
I just really want to know.
My friends, a momentous decision is upon us.
How do we finish off Neutron?
Suggestions?
Freeze him in carbonite.
I'm getting chills.
Mount his head on a wall.
Barbaric!
Let's eat him!
Now you're disgusting.
Strap him to a bed of spikes.
Dip the spikes in poison.
Put ice cubes down his back.
From the carbolic-acid ice mines of planet krull.
Oh, now you're talking!
Oh, you didn't say planet Krull.
Lock him in a room with Beautiful Gorgeous.
Now, that's torture.
Ha-ha! Why don't you just breathe on him, Hog Breath?
Villains, villains, please.
Professor Calamitous, we haven't heard from you.
Great! Wake me when he's done.
I can build us a machine
that would freeze Neutron
in carbonite on a bed of spikes
while carbolic-acid ice cubes melt down onto his head,
which is mounted on a wall while...
( rattling ) while...
Thank you.
Now that I have your attention, just blow him into deep space!
Shall we vote on it?
That's terrible, Tee.
You have a lot to give if the villains give you a chance.
You really think so?
Course I do!
You're money, baby!
You know something?
You're all right for a punky little kid.
Well, thanks.
You're not bad yourself.
You know, I always say that...
Pardon me, won't you?
Sheen, stop fraternizing with the enemy.
Chillax, Jimmy.
He's a cool guy
once you get past the villain stuff.
He's evil, and once evil, always evil.
Maybe he could change.
People don't change,
especially when they're scaly space bandits from outer space.
Now, I'm almost ready
to make contact with Carl.
Dear Diary, Jimmy's mom looked breathtaking today
in her green summer dress.
Oh, also, Jimmy and Sheen
were kidnapped into space and taken...
Bad computer, stop writing by yourself.
"Carl, I've been taken by a league of villains.
"Fly my rocket to these coordinates immediately!
"One... seven... squiggly line...
"On second thought, put it on autopilot
and get Cindy and Libby's help, and bring the N-Men packets!"
I mean it, kid, nobody ever listened to me before.
They just tease me— tease me bad.
They never took the time to get to know you.
Want some gum?
Well, that's your last piece, little man.
Take it.
Does this mean you and me is... friends?
Put her there, my brother.
Attention, this is King Goobot..
Prepare the prisoners for their doom.
Okay, tell me again.
Why am I risking my life to save Nerdtron?
Because you're in love with him but won't admit it,
and we have nothing to do.
Is that why you're saving Sheen?
No way!
I want to be Invisible Sister again.
Okay, Goddard, laser mode.
Now, remember, we're just getting the N-Men mixture
and blasting off in his rocket.
Don't touch anything.
Right. Right.
Why does Nerdtron have a picture of Betty Quinlan in his lab?
I said don't touch anything.
Get in the rocket, you guys.
I have to get the N-Men mixtures.
You want help?
I'll do it.
I have a special color-coded system.
Each color represents the different one of us.
Okay, let's see what this baby can do.
Cindy, Jimmy told me to put it on autopilot.
If Jimmy told you to jump in a lake,
would you?
If the water was warm
and I had a life preserver and water wings
and it had been two hours since I...
Oh... oh...
Oh, we must have fainted.
I haven't fainted since our wedding night.
Hugh, before we fainted,
did a big spaceship come by and abduct Jimmy?
You know, that does sound familiar, but...
nah, we must've just imagined it.
Hi, Mrs. Neutron!
You look lovely!
We're going to rescue Jimmy from the league of villains!
Blastoff!
Rescue Jimmy?
League of villains?
Hugh, we've got to help them.
Maybe there's something
in Jimmy's clubhouse we can use.
These coordinates don't look so hard.
I can get us there, no problem.
Since when do you know how to drive Jimmy's rocket?
How hard can it be?
I don't know.
Ask the pilot of the plane you're about to hit!
Watch we're you're going, Fly Boy!
What in the world...
It's Jimmy's disco, Boogerbear.
Even scientists need to get down.
Einstein used to go ballroom dancing every Tuesday.
"Gravitational wormhole generator"?
It looks like one of those "save Jimbo" thingies.
Careful, Hugh,
we don't even know what it does.
There's only one way to find out—
press every button until something happens.
Overload.
Wormhole affecting entire town.
Approximate time reversal: 75 million years.
Hmm, that could've gone better.
Jimmy Neutron's sentence has been decided.
We shall blast him and his annoying sidekick
into deep space!
I still say we should eat him.
Mr. Noxious, would you mind staying
a minimum of 20 feet away from me
so that I don't get nauseous?
Gladly.
Gorgeous, after this is all over,
you want dinner and a movie?
Buzz off, Baby.
Oh, can we wrap this up?
I have a polo lesson in two hours.
Oh, Jimmy, did you miss us?
They're gone!
I thought Tee was guarding them.
They must've overpowered him.
Impossible.
He's too strong.
Then they outsmarted him.
That sounds about right.
After them!
Thanks for letting us out, Tee.
No problem.
We're friends, right?
Yes!
You said we're friends.
We're friends!
See, Jimmy? He's changed.
Earlier today you said people don't change, but Tee changed,
even though he's not a "people"
so much as an alien lizard guy, but...
Okay, I get it!
Now, we've got to find a vehicle
to get us out of here.
There, we'll use that pod.
Can we fit in there?
It looks tight.
Who cares when you're with friends?
Hey!
There they are!
Let's blow them out of the sky.
Impossible.
By the time we've launched, they'd be too far away,
but, hello, what's this?
This is so great.
What do you want to do when we get back?
Barbecue? Prank calls? Pillow fights?
See my chiropractor.
I should be able to get us back
to Retroville at light speed.
Look for some sort of transmitter
so I can contact Carl.
I don't think that's necessary.
Why not?
They're right there.
What?
That's them, all right.
Carl's talking, Libby's drying her eyes
and Cindy's driving.
This is terrible.
They're heading to save us
and we're heading back to...
Cindy's driving my rocket?
Cindy, Jimmy said to put the rocket on autopilot.
( mimicking ): "Jimmy said to put the rocket on autopilot."
That was a pretty good imitation of me.
Jimmy's friends have come to rescue him.
Just a little closer, children.
That's it.
Fire!
What's going on?
I don't know.
I think something hit us!
I wish Jimmy was driving.
Carl, I'm perfectly able
to maintain control of this vehicle.
Let's see... no, that's not it.
Oh, no... darn!
Where's the maintain-control button?
Oh, hey, captain's log.
Maybe Jimmy wrote something about emergency landings.
Hurry, girl!
Oh, I don't believe it.
You found a section on emergency landings?
No, I found another photo of Betty Quinlan.
What is he, obsessed?
If I know our little genius, he'll turn right around
to save them, and when they do, we'll be waiting.
To the Junkman's ship.
Shotgun.
They're spiraling out of control!
We've got to save them.
You risking your skins to save your friends?
I'm going to weep openly.
Give me a tissue, fool.
I'm not sure how to land this thing.
I'd avoid all those big, jagged rocks.
Yeah, aim for the soft rocks.
Girl, if we survive this and you somehow get a driver's license,
I'm taking the bus.
I know, I know— next time autopilot.
Hold on, we're about to land.
You're doing a real good thing for your friends.
I love you guys.
Jimmy, I liked Tee better when he was evil.
I heard that.
I still love you guys.
I demand to know how this happened.
Well, Judy was tinkering with Jimmy's stuff.
I'd ask her.
Well, Mr. Let's Push All the Buttons...
Now, honey, name calling
won't solve this mess you got us in.
Besides, we may be here for a while.
Look, some people seem to be adapting.
School is in session.
Today's lesson is how to not get eaten by a giant fire ant.
Miss Fowl, a raptor ate my homework.
So, what do you got, Sam?
Rock burgers, rock dogs and rock lobster with a side of rocks.
I'll just have soup.
One hot water!
Hold the rocks!
Well, I guess we could live here.
I could make curtains
and paint the walls with some berry juice.
Now, that's the spirit, Sugar.
Maybe it will distract you
from thinking about our missing Jimbo.
( crying ): My baby!
Oopsy.
There, Sugarbooger.
Remember, we're in the Cretaceous Era.
We've got millions of years
to come up with a plan to save him.
Hugh, are you aware
that most of the things you say make no sense?
I know, honey, I know.
Ow!
That hurts every single time.
I don't see the rocket.
Carl, Cindy and Libby could be anywhere.
Don't worry.
I've been studying Native American tracking.
Stand back.
I'll need room.
Mm-hmm.
Hmm... Uh-huh.
Are you sure you know what you're doing?
Hold on, Jimmy.
There's one more part.
Hey, Carl, Cindy, Libby, where the heck are you?
Over here, Jimmy!
Come on!
There they are!
Guys, are you okay?
We were just coming to rescue you guys.
I told her to use autopilot
and she was touching things in your lab
and she touched your picture of Betty Quinlan.
What?
I mean, I have a picture of Betty Quinlan in my lab?
More like a thousand.
Monster man!
It's cool.
He's with us.
But he's one of those space bandits that stole our jewels.
Hush your mouth!
Who wants a hug?
Eww! Eww!
Come here, monster man.
Guys, we've got to get out of here.
Into my rocket.
The villains.
Quick— to my rocket!
Neutron, what's going on?
Who's after you?
Every villain I've defeated
has banded together to get rid of me.
If you'd gone with my plan to rescue you...
What plan?
Oh, right.
Almost there.
Bad people—
lots of bad people!
Isn't this lovely?
Now you all get to be blasted into deep space
with your good friend Jimmy.
Okay, it's not that funny.
Tee, did you help those prisoners escape?
Yeah, fool, and I'd do it again!
You won't be getting that chance.
I hereby banish you from the League of Villains!
Tee, you broke my heart.
I'm going to break your face!
Carl, the "special things" I asked you to bring?
Quiet back there!
You can talk after we blast you into space.
Whew! At least blowing us into space won't be as bad
as having to eat this deadly powder.
Powder?
What does it do?
Nothing— besides causing a slow and painful demise.
Really?
Then you must eat the powder!
Carl, you heard him.
Uh, right.
Okay, yours is blue.
No, wait, yours is... is red.
No, that's not right either.
Okay, I know yours is puce.
No. No, uh...
Carl!
Carl, this isn't my N-Men packet;
this is the love potion.
Hey, I don't feel like Special Girl...
and I really have to go to the bathroom.
Whoa!
How come I'm not invisible?
Excuse me.
Uh... I'm Belch ( burps ) Boy?
This is way embarrassing.
They're slowly going mad!
Oh, why didn't I bring my camera?
I... I can't see me.
I'm Invisible Girl!
Ow! I don't like being invisible.
This is scary.
Oh, man, I'm Special Girl!
I don't know how to be Special Girl!
You took all the wrong packets.
We were given the wrong packets!
Sheen, you have super strength.
Sock somebody!
Hi-yah!
Whoa!
Carl, you're in big trouble.
Ow! I'm right next to you.
What's going on with these kids?
Come on, new friends— fight the power!
Okay, League of Evil, prepare to face the N-Men.
And two girls!
Libby, burp!
But my mama told me not to burp in public.
Just burp!
Carl, stop bumping into me.
I'm trying to be Special Girl!
I want to be Special Girl!
Oh, as amusing as this is to watch,
we should really move along, yes?
Yes!
Junkman, zap them into that crater!
Finish them off! Now!
That's going to hurt.
Once again, but now most definitely
and for the final time: good-bye, Jimmy Neutron!
Good-bye, Jimmy.
Good-bye, all of you!
Smash them! Smash them already!
I wouldn't mind dropping this on Miss Snootypants over there.
I heard that, Toilet Breath.
Jimmy, now would be a good time to use that big brain of yours.
Jimmy, there's something I always wanted to tell you.
I luh... I luh...
Love potion— that's it!
Thanks, Cindy.
I... I... I wasn't going to say "love."
This should make a decent blowgun.
Do it! Do it!
Don't know if I can reach him.
Get on, kid.
Now, blow, man, blow!
You're beautiful!
Kiss me, you fool.
Whoa! Look out!
( exclaiming in disgust ): Eww!
Holy smoke!
Oh, my!
Get off! I want to see!
I told you!
Come on— now's our chance.
Daughter, stop kissing that smelly creature this instant!
Hey, they're getting away!
Junkman, start your ship!
Junkman.
You stink, you're ugly, and I love you.
You're spoiled, obnoxious and all mine.
I may throw up.
Yes, there's a good lad— give the other end a rest.
Stop it! Stop it!
He's not even our species.
Children.
They'll break your heart every time.
Villains, we've got to get Neutron!
To the ship!
I can't make top speed.
My rocket must have been damaged when it landed.
Wonder who was driving.
Got to hide somewhere so the villains don't find us.
There's the moon— we can hide there.
Good idea.
Hi, Jimmy! I miss you!
Want to play a game?
I can make moon castles!
Want to hear a song I wrote?
It's called "I Love Jimmy."
I'll take my chances with the villains.
Good call.
Can't blame you.
Agreed. Word.
Faster! We've got to catch them.
Keep your shell on!
I got to get a lock on his vapor trails.
Oh, you.
I'm going to take a little nappy.
Change this diaper or wear it, Rich Boy!
Never!
Oh, they just don't make good villains anymore.
Any sign of the Junkman's ship, Carl?
That's a big negatory, good buddy.
Being Special Girl has put me in touch
with my softer, gentler side.
I invented a new dance using my burps.
Check it out.
I love you kids.
Give me a group hug, fools!
Can we accidentally throw him out of the rocket?
I heard that!
Prepare to reenter the Earth's atmosphere.
Hey, Jimmy, what's that weird flashing, twirling,
scary-looking cloud?
Aah! Wormhole over Retroville!
That's my dad's favorite song!
What's a wormhole?
I know! I know!
Uh, a hole that... worms go through.
Close. It's a topological feature of space-time
that allows travel across the universe
faster than the speed of light.
Just start panicking.
Hold on, everyone.
I'll protect you!
Brace for impact!
That's how you land a rocket.
Uh, Neutron?
We wanted Retroville, not Jungleville.
I think the gardeners went on strike.
Help!
Yeah, yeah.
Help!
Bad snake! Bad snake!
This is Retroville.
Based on the flora and fauna, I'd say that wormhole
transported the town 75 million years in the past.
Awesome!
Now I don't have to go to the dentist Thursday!
Mom, Dad!
Oh, Jimmy! You're safe.
I'm safe, too, Mrs. Neutron.
Dad, what happened here?
Your mother wanted to rescue you,
so she dragged me to your disco and...
Your father sent us back in time
using your wormhole generator.
Use your powers to keep the dinosaurs busy.
I'll use something from my rocket
to get us back to the future.
Aw, man, you always get the easy job.
Hurry— your power will only last about five more minutes.
Come on, Invisible Brother,
you get his attention and I'll burp him down.
Right on, Burp Girl.
Hey, Mr. Puhterminactyl!
Come and get me!
I'm the other white meat!
Special Girl will save the day.
With help from Vibrating Cindy!
You're going to be extinct someday,
but before that, we're taking you out!
Yah!
Fan out and find Neutron!
Wait a minute.
That wormhole must have sucked us back in time.
Well, we'll be okay as long as...
Run!
I just saw an egg, a baby, a granny, a rich kid
and two lizard guys— yeah.
Oh, wait, wait— I know this joke!
It's not a joke, you nimrod!
It's the League of Villains.
Right!
In here!
( stammering ) Good snake, nice snake.
Help!
Guys, you got to save Zix and Travoltron!
But they're not nice at all.
You told me that to be good, you got to treat your friends good!
Who knew you'd go crazy with it?
Jimmy, tell these fools they got to help!
Can't talk! I'm making ions to reverse the wormhole!
Come on, Jimmy, I need your help.
Oh, he's right.
We got to help them.
Sheen made friends with Tee and he saved us.
Maybe if we help them, they'll save us.
Yeah, you know, Jimmy's right.
I guess so.
Come on, N-people, let's take out that snake!
Excuse me.
I'm poking you.
You can't see me, but I'm poking you.
Thanks, you kids!
No group hugs!
N-Men, a little help over here?
Even the N-Men and Women can't conquer a T. rex.
Don't worry, kids, we're helping Jimmy.
What? Dream on.
Why should we?
They just saved your life!
Yeah, but, like, we're villains, see?
Why are you villains?
Well, because, uh...
Because... 'cause...
You can't answer me, can you, chump?
Now, get out there and help Jimmy!
Don't worry, we'll help you.
You're not the N-Men.
No, but we are members of the lizard family,
like your friend Fangs here.
He means we speak lizard good.
What'd you say?
Eh, we told him he could eat Baby Eddie.
You know, this "being nice" thing feels awesome!
Kind of does, doesn't it?
Zix, give me hug.
Don't push it.
Thanks ever so
for getting rid of the dinosaurs, Jimmy.
Now we can finally get rid of you!
Burp Girl, blast them!
You got it!
There— I've got the negative ions,
but they need to be injected at a high altitude.
Hey, I'm not as invisible as I used to be.
The powers are wearing off.
Quick, Special Girl, fly to the eye of the wormhole
and release these ions.
You know, I got to say, I'm getting a little uncomfortable
with the whole "Special Girl" thing.
Oh, please.
Let the real Special Girl handle it.
Give me your N-Men packet.
There's a tiny bit left.
Okay, under one condition:
throw out all the Betty Quinlan photos in your lab.
What? Not the soft-focus head shots!
Okay, okay.
Good.
Uh, Jimmy, what about the League of Villains?
I've got it handled.
I'd like to see Betty Quinlan do that!
Hey, where's Jimmy?
Over here, Goobot!
No! What are you doing?
This is not acceptable!
No...!
That force field should lock them here in the Cretaceous Era
while he head back to the future.
We're so back in the happy place, man!
We couldn't have done it without you guys.
That's what friends are for— fool!
The Candy Bar is open for business.
Come on, everyone— the milkshakes are on us.
I'd like the pie smoothie!
So, what'll happen to Goobot and the other villains?
I programmed the force field
to wear off after a few minutes.
I'm guessing the League of Villains
will have their hands full for quite a while.
You think you're scary, pal, huh?
You think you're some sort of bigshot?
Well, say hello to my little Five-Day-Old Diaper!
The horror!
Oh... somebody catch me.
Oh, my.
That's right— be afraid, be very afraid!
And tell all your cold-blooded friends
there's plenty more where that came from!
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