The Jimmy Timmy Power Hour (2004) - full transcript

( class bell ringing )

Well, future failures
of America,

I hope you're all prepared
for tomorrow's big science fair.

This year's theme is...

transportation.

I am ready with my project,

my solar-powered
audiovisual cart.

I can go from zero to geek
in 2.6 seconds.

Look at me,
I am working the machine!

I'm ready with
my laser-powered boil lancer

because nobody should have
to travel with an unlanced boil.



I ripped off--
I mean, invented--

this high-tech robot decoy.

That way, when the cops come

the robot will travel
to jail instead of me.

MECHANICAL VOICE:
I didn't do it.

I didn't do it.

And I'm ready with my totally
souped-up mobile home

because they can't take
your home from you

if it's on the moon.

Yee-hah!

I'm ready...
and so are my clones

because no one
should have to travel alone.

Why didn't I finish my project?!

Why!



Don't you remember?

Timmy, shouldn't you
be working

on your travel-related
science fair project?

This is my travel-related
science fair project:

The effect of using cheat codes
to win Decimator:

Crush the Planet

and travel
to the winner's circle!

( sobs )

I'm learning so much!

About travel.

Oh, right.

Not ready, eh, Turner?

The only way you could
even hope to be ready

is if you received
help from...

fairy godparents!

I'm watching you,
Turner.

Uh, look,
a child in pain!

Where?!

Hey, there's
no child in pain here.

But there's going to be!

( put-putting )

Cosmo, Wanda, you guys
got to get out of here

before Crocker sees you!

Okay, but keep
your Auto Poofer with you.

Once we leave,
just push the little star

and you'll automatically
be poofed back to your room.

Cool. Since I need to finish
my science fair project fast

I wish I was at
the greatest science
lab in Dimmsdale.

A.J.'s lab?

BOTH:
Hi, Timmy!

The greatest lab in Dimmsdale
is A.J.'s room!

I can't use his stuff
for my science project.

He'll know I took
his technology.

Well, maybe we
should come with you.

Yeah, I'm great with science.

Oh, wait, did I say "science"?

I meant hula dancing.

♪ Hula-belly-hula-belly ♪

♪ Hula-belly-hula-hu ♪

♪ Coconutty-coconutty ♪

♪ Everybody hula-hu. ♪

The rules say
you can't help me

win a competition.

So I'll have
to do it myself.

Okay... I wish I was in the
greatest lab in the universe!

Let's go to Hawaii!

I'll get my lab coat.

( whining )

Don't be
like that, Goddard.

It's just
a simple tune-up.

My new Jiffy Tuner
will replace your
old components

by painlessly rearranging
your subatomic structure.

( howls )

Oh, come on,
as long as I'm here

to monitor the molecular
transmogrification,

nothing can go wrong.

Whoa...

Hey, why's
everything so bulgy?

Ah, who cares?

Look at all this amazing stuff!

I don't even know
where to start.

I've got to approach this
very scientifically.

Eenie-meenie-minie...

( clattering )

( laughs demonically )

Excellent!

Now, switch to sleep mode

and it'll be over
before you know it.

Now, I just install
a tune-up disk...

Whoops...

slight plasma leak.

Better get a mini-laser.

Hey!

Who the heck are you?

♪ I'm loopy! I'm loopy! ♪

What are you doing?!

That thing's dangerous.

( beeps )

( electronic whirring
winds down )

Give me that!

How did you get
in my lab anyway?

Ha! Your lab?

Sorry, dude,

I got dibs
on this place.

One of these gizmos

is going to win me first prize
at the fair.

Careful with that!

Look, Baron Von Bighead,
get off my back--

which is now bulgy.

Listen closely,
beaverboy.

Try to follow
what I'm saying.

Everything in
this lab is mine--

this helmet,
this shrink ray...

even this mini-laser.

Oh, yeah, well...

( screams )

Ha! Serves you right.

Wait a minute, this
isn't my mini-laser...

I meant to do that.

Hey, where'd he go?

Must have scared him off.

Which means... I finally got the
greatest lab in the universe

all to myself!

( music begins playing )

♪ Timmy is an average kid
that no one understands... ♪

( explosion )

( audience laughing )

♪ From here to the stars,
Fueled by Candy Bar's ♪

♪ Rides a kid with a knack
for invention... ♪

( croaks )

♪ It flips your lid when you're
the kid with fairly odd... ♪

♪ With a super-powered mind,
a mechanical canine... ♪

( oinks )

( laughter )

( explosion )

Captioning sponsored by THE
U.S. DEPARTMENT OF EDUCATION

and NICKELODEON

( cheering and applause )

Whoa...

Look at all this cool junk.

I could totally smoke A.J.

with any one of these gadgets.

Naw, too tiny.

Too hairy.

Too cheesy.

Aw, man, it'll take forever

to sort through all this stuff.

I might never find
the right science project.

Whoa, a video game dog box.

At last, something that
addresses basic human needs.

"Downloading tune-up"?

That's a stupid name
for a game.

It's a good thing
I always carry a copy

of Decimator: Crush the Planet--

that I conveniently started
carrying yesterday.

Cool, I suddenly love science.

"Four percent"?

Come on, download!

Aw, come on, Turner, be patient.

You're a bulgy scientist now.

Good science
requires discipline,

perseverance and, above all...

I'm bored!

Hey, where'd I put my poofer?

I guess this is my poofer.

Hard to tell when everything
looks so weird and bulgy.

( alarm blaring )

( shouting )

( both gasp )

Aw, first that selfish,

crabby kid poofs in here,

and now you two?
Is everybody wishing

they were in the greatest lab
in the universe?!

This lab belongs to Jimmy.

Carl, don't you see?

This is Jimmy.

Another experiment
must have gone
horribly wrong!

This time he shrunk
his own head!

My name's not Jimmy,
it's Timmy.

Oh, you
scientifically altered

the first letter
of your name?

Huh?

You maniacal genius!

Hey, I'll let
you two hang out

if you show me
how to work this stuff.

( explosion )

We could do that.

Sheen, no.

Big-headed Jimmy said

we should never
touch his stuff.

Quiet, Carl,
the small-headed are
easily manipulated.

This could be
our chance

to play with some
of the coolest,

slightly more
dangerous experiments.

That I could use to win first
prize in the science fair!

Let's get experimental.

I love this new
small-headed Jimmy.

Oh, yeah, I'm bad.

I'm in the robo-walker.

I feel nauseous,
but I'm bad... bad!

Huzzah!

Let evildoers beware

the wrath of
Guy-in-a-bubbleman!

Hey, where'd
Small-Headed Jimmy go?

( yelling )

( coughing )

Small-Headed Jimmy,
are you okay?

My new bulgy skull
might be cracked,

but my new bulgy mind
doesn't care!

Let's do it again!

Wow, this
new Jimmy puts

the "mental"
in "experimental"!

James Isaac Neutron!

Look at this mess.

Honestly, Jimmy...

My name is Timmy!

Timmy!

I think people
in your dimension

use "J" instead
of a "T."

Gee, what a jwit.

Oh, so now we're
a Mr. Smartymouth.

Well, that's it, young man,
you're grounded!

What'd I do?!

Hmm, might I suggest
a hypno-beam?

Ooh, excellent choice.

JUDY:
Didn't you hear me?

I said you're...

I can bend others
to my will-- cool!

You think
that you're,
um, Mighty Mom!

Quickly
spinning around,

Judy Neutron transforms
herself into...

Mighty Mom!

Super-powered defender
of domestic order!

My hyper-domestic senses
detect dirt

and danger and dirt.

Vacuum-powered flying
abilities, activate!

Whoosh!

( crash )

I'll clean that up.

Uh, I don't know,
new Jimmy,

maybe this stuff
is too dangerous.

Aren't you worried
that we're tampering

with forces we can
never hope to control?

Don't you mean
"jampering"?

And no, I'm not.

So, about
this skateboard...

I think I'm finally
getting the hang of it.

( screams )

Wow, look at
Small-Headed Jimmy go!

Yeah!

His lack of concern

for the safety
of himself and others

is bold and refreshing.

Dust bunnies, surrender!

( struggling )

HUGH:
Yeah, Butterbiscuit,
I can't tell,

is this a mole
or just a scaly patch?

Why, it's
my faithful sidekick, Lintboy.

It's "Lintman."

Into your Spandex leotards,
Lintboy.

We've got to scour
this town of evil.

"Spandex..." I get it.

You want to play one of
those special games, eh?

All right, but let me
chase you this time.

Behind the refrigerator
and beyond!

Whoosh!

All right, I'm coming
right behind you,

my mistress of meticulousness.

Look at me, I'm flying!

CINDY:
I'm telling you,

Susan B. Anthony
could totally kick
Madame Curie's butt.

Not if she
was tag-teamed
with Harriet Tubman.

Incoming!

That could have
gone better.

Neutron, you dolt!

Why don't you look
where you're flying?

That's not Neutron--

the head's too small.

And that overbite
could crack open

a sea turtle.
Hey!

Let me guess,
you must be

one of Neutron's
online, 3-D chess club pals.

Gr-eat, just
what this town needs--

another big-brained
chess geek.

Look, I said I was sorry!

Too late,
Pawn-to-king-duh!

It wasn't my fault.

The controls are
very complicated.

Maybe to a hamster.

Looks like all
you have to do

is press the studs.

Really?

Whoo-hoo, look at me!

I'm doing it...

and not crashing into stuff.

Although, I kind of miss
the crashing into stuff.

Hey, you're pretty smart.

Want to help me with
my science project?

You're asking
for a girl's help?

You actually value
my opinion?

Sort of.

Careful, Cindy,
it's a trick.

I'll bet Neutron
put him up to it.

No... I think
he actually means it.

Looking good,
Small-Headed Jimmy.

Cindy, Libby,
have you met

new Small-Headed Jimmy?

You can call him
"new Jimmy" for short.

This isn't Jimmy.

This is one of his friends--

one of his much cooler,
better-looking friends.

I love this universe!

Are you mad, woman?

Look at his head!

Tell her,
Small-Headed Jimmy.

Tell her how you shrunk
your own living head!

Uh, I'm going to go
with what she said.

What's the most challenging
part of 3-D chess?

Uh, trying
to remember

how that horsie
thing goes?

CINDY ( giggling ):
You're so funny!

Hey, Jimmy,
where are you going?

I think we've
just been flat left.

Oh, man!

I hate new Small-Headed Jimmy!

( mechanical roar )

( camera whirring )

JUDY:
Lintboy, quick!

To the Mom Lair!

( laughing ):
Now you're talking.

Hey!

( servos whirring )

( Hugh grunting )

Hey, Mighty Mom!

Household Avenger, open up!

Lintboy needs to recharge
his power pack.

( Goddard growling )

Goddard?

Player One, your future
is canceled.

Down boy, no...

No, down... down!

Puking plutonium!

My hands.

My arms.

My depth!

It's gone!

Where... where am I?

That bucktooth kid
must've used this

to teleport me
out of my own lab.

I've got to get back to Goddard!

If I'm not there
to monitor his tune-up,

the atomic transmutation
could run wild!

There's got to be some sort
of instruction manual

to this teleportation pen
in here.

No manual.

No fish.

( screams )

No... Hmm...

Maybe under the bed.

BOTH:
Aloha, Timmy!

Timmy? Who's Timmy?

I'm Jimmy-- Jimmy Neutron.

( screaming )

I'm not familiar with
how you greet people

in this dimension,
but okay...

( screaming )

( screaming )

( all screaming )

( bike bell rings )

ALL:
Hi, Timmy.

( screaming )

SOLO:
Scream all you want.

ALL:
We're still going
to kick your butt

at the science fair tomorrow.

( all laughing )

Oh, no, that kid
isn't Timmy.

His swirly, fudgey hair
is way too perfect.

Worse, if he finds out
that we're Timmy's
fairies,

we'll have to
go away forever.

What are you?

I'm Cosmo!

And I'm Wanda.

BOTH:
And we're... um...

Holograms,
of course.

Hey, hands off
the wife!

Oh, and capable

of independent rational thought.

You must have been programmed
for super-intelligence.

Did you hear that?

He called me
super-intelligent!

This looks like a job for...

my brain!

Go ahead, go ahead,
ask me something.

Why are you still talking?!

Seven!

Hey, Timmy!

Ready for school
and the big science fair?

It's not Timmy, it's Jimmy.

Jimmy Neutron.

Oh, sure it is, son.

I'm sure this
amazing disguise

has nothing to do
with the fact

that you don't want
to go to school

because you didn't
finish

your science fair
experiment.

I remember the time
you wanted to avoid

that math exam
and you were Kent Quasar.

When you didn't want
to go to the dentist

you were Buzz Adams.

( laughing )

Oh, it's rich!

I don't have time to do
a science fair project,

and I'm not Timmy!

Of course you're not.

That's why we
brought not-Vicky,

your not-baby-sitter

to not bring you
to not-school.

Don't worry, Mr. Turner.

I'll make sure Jimmy here
gets to school safe and sound.

( loud smack )

( straining ):
As soon as I get
this fake head off.

Aren't you going a little fast?

You'll never stop in time
at this velocity.

Stopping?

That's funny.

( Jimmy screams )

Different world, same physics.

BOTH:
Hi, Not-Timmy!

You two!

You got to help me
get back to my world

and get that other kid
back here.

We can't
do that, Jimmy.

Timmy's got
to wish for it.

So you only respond
to a voice command

from a specific
human frequency?

I still have no idea
what you're saying.

Kent Quasar didn't choke cats.

You seem to be able
to alter your appearance

and location at will.

Well, Timmy doesn't want
anybody to know about us.

We have to be careful.

That's probably because
you're imperfect prototypes.

Well, she might not
be perfect,

but she's the one
who said yes.

Aw...

Hey!

JIMMY:
Science fair?

That means
fellow scientists.

Maybe one of them
is smart enough

to explain
this dimension's technology.

ALL:
Hey, it's Kent Quasar!

I'm not Kent Quasar!

Oh, right-- Buzz Adams.

No, Jimmy Neutron!

ALL ( sarcastically ):
Right...

Nice new big-head disguise,
Timmy.

Didn't do your science fair
project, huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

Huh?

No, I'm not Timmy!

I'm Jimmy!

Jimmy Neutron.

And I am not Sanjay,
I am Yogi Bear,

and I am smarter
than the average bear.

Another reality avoidance
costume, eh, Turner?

Very well.

Since you're clearly
Timmy Turner,

here's your daily "F"!

Ah, an "F"!

It burns!

( screaming )

Oh, but that's not all.

Plus, since
you're Turner,

you get the series
of vicious beatings

I had planned
for you today.

Hey, there's no skull
in this fake head.

And there's still more.

You still have to do
your science fair project,

which you haven't
even started.

I'm not Timmy Turner!

And what do you mean
he hasn't started yet?

He invented this
teleporting pen.

He's a genius.

Egad!

Uh, finger-paint!

You are not
the boss of me!

At last, at last!

Fairies!

Gigantic craniums...

teleporting pens...

children claiming to be smarter
than the average bear.

There's only one
logical explanation

for Turner's head
becoming that large:

fairy godparents!

I knew it was only
a matter of time

before my diabolical
transportation science fair

caused one of those children
to invent a device

that I could use to teleport me
to the legendary... Fairy World!

Home of fairy godparents!

I must get that magic pen.

Pen!

I mean, fairies!

What am I doing back here?

( alarm beeping )
Oh, no!

Something's wrong with
Goddard's molecular structure!

These readings
are off the scale.

Maybe it responds to voice
commands like Cosmo and Wanda.

Uh, actually...

To Retroville!

Hmm, why didn't it work?

There's probably so much
technology in this room

it's interfering
with the teleporter.

I should get farther away.

To Retroville!

Darn it!

To Retroville!

Hey, your head
looks smaller!

What? I'm just trying
to be supportive.

Llevame a Retroville!

Hola, Señor Fudge-head.

( donkey braying )

What's the deal with this thing?

It only teleports me
back to this room.

Sorry, amigo.

It's specifically
designed

to teleport Timmy
back to his room.

Aw, that's limited.

Hmm...

Hey, a Game Buddy!

If this pen's
technology

is as adaptive
as you guys are,

I should be able to combine it
with this

so I can teleport anywhere--

even home.

Retroville, all right!

I'm out of here!

You're not going anywhere,
Turner.

Now that I have
this magic pen, I am!

( cackling )

Magic?

Are you nuts?

There's no such thing as magic.

You're not fooling me, Turner.

No magic, eh?

Then what do you make
of this?

( cackling )

( laughter echoing )

( stops abruptly )

Oh, no!

We're in Fairy World!

Way to go, genius!

Tell me more about
your interests,
Timmy Turner.

What makes you tick?

( slurping )

Stuff makes me tick.

Junk makes me tick, too.

But wicked-awesome stuff,

that's what really
makes me tick.

Incredible.

The technology
you're talking about

must be on
the cutting edge

of the very latest
scientific paradigms.

You talk funny.

Small-Headed Jimmy!

Small-Headed Jimmy!

Come quickly!

Goddard's gone berserk!

You have to fix everything

just like you used to
when you had a big head.

What?

Come see for yourself.

( Goddard roaring )

Heel, boy-- stay!

Stay... Down!

Good, giant
mechanical Goddard.

Good, good. Stay.

( Goddard growling )

( screaming )

Wow! Cool, the dog-box
became the Decimator!

It took a long time to download,
but I think it paid off.

You mean you did this?

Well, it is my game.

You design software, too?

Timmy, you're amazing.

( Goddard's servos whirring )

New Jimmy--
do something!

Your dad's about
to get stomped!

Aw, relax, it's just
a harmless game.

Besides, at this level,
Decimator is so slow

you'd have to stand absolutely
still for him to get you.

( shouting )

Oh! Ow!

Does your game have
a lot of cool features?

Basically,
Decimator locks on
to moving targets,

then, every time
he defeats a player,
he gets bigger.

Ha-ha-ha!

Ooh! Ooh! Show me
how to play!

Show me how to play!

Me next, me next!

Look, guys, you're cramping
my style--

which apparently I have
in this universe.

I think Cindy actually likes me.

Eww!
Eww!

( Hugh moaning )

( Hugh screaming )

Help...

me...!

Call...

my...

mom... mie!

( Goddard roaring )

So, I'll see
you guys later.

Me and Cindy
are going

to try out some
more science projects.

Ready, Cindy?

You bet.

Ugh, I may be sick.

Oh, it's okay, Libby.

You can be new best friends
with us.

I may be sicker!

Don't worry kids, I got...

Everything is under control.

( groans )

( all screaming )

Player One decimated!

Player Two...

your future is canceled!

( Decimator whirring )

( screams )

( starter motor whirring )

( engine starts )

( roars )

( screams )

It's going to destroy
the town!

Let's get my video camera.

Sheen, no.

It's up to us
to stop it.

Jimmy's gone,
new Jimmy's useless,

and Cindy's acting
like a complete snob--

I mean, what's up
with that?

Tell me about it,
girlfriend.

You're right, Libby,
it's up to us,

which is why I have
comformulated a bold plan.

To the emergency space pods!

Why don't we just
go after the dog?

That works, too.

So, Dr. Mildew, once again

I've foiled your insidious plan.

( laughing )

You were right,
Cindy,

mutating stuff is fun.

And easy.

Just remember:

the left button is
for animal DNA,

the right button is

for plants
and some algae.

Cool! You're
the smartest girl

I've ever talked to.

Really?

Well, not
a lot of girls
talk to me,

so... yeah!

Timmy, I think
we may be ready

to take our relationship
to the next level.

You mean... like...
Spin The Bottle?

No, MindPhone.

I want to hear your deepest,
most personal thoughts.

Uh-oh.

( gasps )

( screams )

Player Two decimated!

( whimpers )

( whirring )

Player Three decimated!

Players Four, Five and Six,

your future is canceled!

( screaming )

( thinking ):
D = 2 pi R.

"Diaphanous."

D-i-a-p...

Some things that fly
there be,

birds, hours,
the bumblebee.

Gee, Cindy, your thoughts
are smart and pretty.

Let's try you.

Uh... I'm not really

a hat person.

ANNOUNCER:
Hello... and welcome...

to Celebrity Steel Cage
Monkey Boxing!

Uh... ah...

Say, Cindy, you'd
still like me

even if I weren't smart,

wouldn't you?

Ha-- of course not.

But it's irrelevant,

because you're
the smartest, most sensitive,

most honest guy
I've ever met.

Yeah... I got it going on,
I guess.

CARL:
Gangway!

Small-Headed Jimmy!

Goddard's still berserk!

Guys, I told you,

there's nothing
to be scared of.

Decimator is a completely
harmless video game.

It even got
a "Triple-G" rating.

( growling )

( roaring )

It got a
"Triple-G"?

For "gratuitous,
gut-wrenching, gore-fest."

( roaring )

( screaming )

The game is out of control.

I got to get back home
so Cosmo and Wanda can help.

Where'd I put my poofer?

( screams )

( roars )

He gave his life to save us.

I won't let his sacrifice
be in vain!

( groaning )

I am going to have to punish
that dog.

I'm going to need
a really big newspaper.

I'll wait till Sunday.

( coughs )

Oh, man... can't take
these fumes much longer.

Whoa!

Uh... uh...

I wish I could see Cindy
one more time--

I never got a picture of her

to prove to my friends
she really exists!

CINDY ( over radio ):
Timmy, can you read me?

Are you okay?

Cindy? Where are you...

and do you have a digital camera

and a computer that can send a
picture to a parallel universe?

CINDY:
Um, no.

I managed to tap in to
your mini-laser's frequency.

It's not my poofer?

Then I'm going to be dipped
in acid!

Try using the mini-laser
to cut that rail you're on.

( humming )

( moaning )

Wow, it worked.

All right!

I took a girl's advice
and it worked!

( moaning )

I did it, Cindy, now what?

I have an idea.

If I can guide you
to Goddard's power core,

we might shut him down.

Sounds good to me,
just tell me where to go.

Down the corridor
and left, quick!

( Decimator roaring )

He's targeting
the Purple Flurp
factory!

Oh, no, if
he destroys it

he might cause
a Flurp spill!

That much corrosive sugar
could dissolve

all of Retroville--

just look what it did
to my molars.

Shut it.

Sorry.

Timmy, we're out of time.

You'll never make it.

Think of something!

CINDY:
Um, um, um...

try a brain blast!

A what?

A sudden burst

of intuitive insight.

Something to save our butts now!

I don't know
what she's talking about,

but she's counting on me.

Got to think. Think. Think!

I'm bored again.

I wish I could just
pop the disk out

and quit before I lose,
just like I do at home.

TIMMY:
Quitting always works.

Timmy, that's it!

If you can disconnect the drive,
it's game over.

New Player, you have dared
to challenge Decimator?

Your future is canceled!

Find the green terminal box

and pull the red switch.

Got it!

He's arming
his rockets!

Timmy, get that box open!

Oh, no-- my laser's
out of juice!

You can do it,
new Jimmy.

Use your giant teeth!

( spits )

Whoo-hoo, yes!

Victory is mine!

Who says quitters never win?

I'm the king of the...

Whoa... whoa!

I'm okay.

You did it, Cindy,

you and Timmy saved the town!

Too bad about
Jimmy's dad,
though.

Green... leftovers...
my one... weakness.

Quick, Lintboy...

help me reach my...
utility belt.

Oh, not tonight,
Sugar Booger,

Lintboy needs
to spend time

in his fortress
of iodine.

Door closed.

Strength returning.

Mighty Mom lives!

( glass shattering )

I'll clean that up.

Way to go, Cindy!

I knew you could do it!

You don't fool me
for one second, Timmy,

I'm smart enough
to see through

your little
shammy-sham.

Huh?

What are you
talking about?

You made it seem like

you didn't know
what you were doing.

You created
this whole crisis

just so I could
solve it.

Well, for your
information, Mister,

I think that was
unbelievably sweet.

Ah, gross!

Who's up for
a group hurl?

Hey-- Goddard's
shrinking.

His normal program
is rebooting.

He should be
his old self again.

( barks )

Whoo-hoo!

Good job,
Goddard!

Look, something's coming up
on his screen.

Calling Goddard.

Can you hear me?

Come in, boy.

My readings indicate

you're now back to normal.

TIMMY:
Hey, it's that kid,

CINDY:
It's Neutron.

But I thought that...

Then you're not...

Everything I know
is a lie!

Hey, what are you doing
in Fairy World?

Well, some lunatic sucked me
into your computer simulation.

What lunatic?

( laughing )

No!

( Crocker laughing
hysterically )

Finally, I'm in!

I've made it to
the legendary Fairy World!

( laughing )

They said it didn't exist.

They said I was crazy...

and I am!

Crazy like a guy who was right
about Fairy World!

I think I'll take the VIP tour.

BOTH:
Crocker!

Ladies and gentlemen,
girls and boys,

welcome to Fairy World's
VIP tour.

Uh, excuse me,
are you a human?

No...

Uh, I'm a nymph.

Anyone but a nymph
wear a hat this stupid?

Oh. It looks good on you,
though.

Then welcome aboard.

On with the tour.

You brought Mr. Crocker
to Fairy World?

What kind of genius
are you?

You scrambled my dog's atoms
and let a girl in my lab?

What kind of genius are you?

Back off, Nerdtron.

Timmy here has already
saved the day--

and saved your dog--

in half the time
you would have.

Look, I need you to...

Uh, like I care about
what you need.

As long as my dog's okay,

we are done.

TOUR GUIDE:
And that's
the Fairy Academy,

where we train
fairy godparents.

Fire!

( coughs )

That's okay,
we're here to learn.

TOUR GUIDE:
And over there is
the Fairy Armory,

where we store every magical
fairy weapon known to fairies.

It's the only place
in Fairy World

that, in case of an emergency,

has its own power supply.

Any questions?

I have a question!

Let's say I was this human.

If I somehow stole
that magical weaponry,

would I be able to, say, oh...

force the surrender
of Fairy World

and be made king of all fairies?

Oh, absolutely--

especially if
you were evil enough

to destroy the Big Wand;

that's what powers
all our magic wands.

If you took that out,
we'd have to surrender.

Since there's
no chance of that,

let's talk about
the exciting world of crowds.

Thank you for your
very informative tour.

Ah!

The Fairy Armory.

Just think of the fairy havoc
I can wreak

with these fairy weapons!

Think!

I mean... fairies!

Crocker's gone!

That means I'm stuck here?

I got to get that teleportation
device and get out of here.

Can this get any worse?

If by worse you mean

somebody's knocking over
the Big Wand, then yes.

( screaming )

( laughing maniacally )

I knocked over the Big Wand!

( laughing )

Freeze!

Magic or not,

I am still powerful enough
to defeat you

with my special brand
of fairy justice.

Woof!

Woof, woof!

Bark, bark.

Woof!

I will defeat you...

after I defeat this
evil stump of a tail!

( laughing )

What's wrong with you guys?

Oh, he's cut off
our supply of magic.

That's right--
I'm in charge here now.

Get ready...

to make me your king!

If we're going to get
that teleportation pen,

now's my chance.

Hey, what are you doing?

Making an electromagnet.

By wrapping this wire
around this metal crown,

and attaching it
to this power source,

I can create an
electromagnetic coil!

Steady.

Voilà!

Thank you, electromagnetic
valence bonding.

( laughs maniacally )

( laughing maniacally )

Good luck with
your new king.

Wait, fudge-head.

You can't leave us.

Crocker's going to...

Zap the memory?

Wipe the C drive?

So what?

You're computer programs.

You're not really real, right?

If we weren't real,
could I do this?

Or this?

Or could I do this?

Cosmo, Wanda, finally!

Timmy, you have
to stop him.

He's going to let
Crocker wipe
our C drive,

whatever that means,

and I like to wipe my own stuff.

How many times do
I have to tell you,
you aren't real.

TIMMY:
Yes.

Yes, they are.

They are real.

What do you mean "real"?

You're holograms.

All of this is
a big computer game.

How do you care
so much about them?

( whimpering )

Goddard?

Of course-- Goddard.

He's computerized, isn't he?

Well, Cosmo and Wanda
are as real to me

as Goddard is to you.

Look, I'm sorry
I broke into your lab.

I'm sorry I almost
broke Goddard.

What about the girl
in my lab?!

I'm sorry about that, too.

CINDY:
Hey!

( whispering );
Play along, toots.

Jimmy, you have to save
Cosmo and Wanda.

They're my
best friends.

You have to!

CROCKER:
Oh, fiddlesticks!

How could I miss that?

I was aiming for
his big fake head.

Do something,
Fudge-head.

Do something...

Fudge-head.

Wow, they're really upset.

Maybe these are more
than just holograms.

( barking )

So if they disappear,

they're gone for good.

I can't let that happen.

I've got to do something.

But what?

Come on, think.

Think!

Hey, Timmy, are you ready
for the big science fair?

( laughing maniacally )

Brain blast!

You guys do what you can
to stall Crocker.

I'll be right back.

Oh, no!

Fudge-head left us.

I always knew you couldn't trust
a fudge-head.

I need raw, uncompromised
technology, and fast.

( sniffs )

Ah, silicone and test tubes.

I missed that smell.

One solar-powered laser...

A fully equipped double-wide,

and presto.

After I take care
of one little detail.

Ah, the fairy capitol building.

It looks so beautiful

and so... not ruled by me!

We'll have to fix that.

Freeze, sucker.

Hey, I should force them
to make me their king.

Maybe I'll have a court jester.

I hope he tells jokes
and not riddles.

Jokes have punch lines.

You better have punch lines!

Well, okay,

but only because you asked.

( screams )

You again.

( fast-paced electronic music
plays )

( exclaiming )

( screaming )

CROCKER:
So, Turner,

that fake-headed
robot suit

might intimidate
some other people,

but you're
still going down.

And then, I'm going
to give you an F...

minus!

No one gives Jimmy Neutron an F.

( screams )

( screaming )

Come on, come on, move!

Got you!

Say good-bye,
Timmy Turner.

How many times do
I have to tell you?

I'm not Timmy Turner.

Technically, he's not
even Jimmy Neutron.

Pay no attention to the fairies
operating the fudge-head suit.

Fairies!

Ordinarily, this would be
a good thing, but...

Turner! Where'd he go?

Red to red, blue to blue.

CROCKER:
Dust to dust.

Put that down, Turner...

Now!

I don't understand.

Why isn't it powering up?

( giggles )

I knew it wasn't plugged in.

Hold it right there, Turner!

Prepare for a smaller head.

Move, Jimmy, move!

Aha!

ALL:
Yahoo!

Fudge-head did it.

You can...

you can trust
a fudge-head.

Whoo-hoo. Yay. Whee.

Whoo-hoo, yay and whee
all you want, little fairies.

I'll still have the last laugh.

Once you're out of the way,

I'll blow that big wand
out of existence.

Oh?

I don't think so.

Say hello to my big
glowing friend.

Hey, that's my big
glowing friend!

( screams )

Hey, no fair using magic
against me.

I don't know if I believe
in magic,

but I do believe
in virtual programming.

Time to override
your hard drive!

Hey!

( squealing )

I surrender!

Enough!

DOG:
No, it is not enough.

Get ready, tiny human,
as I shred your memory to bits

with my muscular canine teeth.

( growls )

( Crocker screaming )

Nice doggy.

And if you'll look to your left,

you'll see a puny
adult human male
being shredded

by a buff
magical schnauzer...

and having his internal
organs rearranged.

( screaming, dog barking )

Jimmy, you did it!

And not a hair
out of place.

Well, I couldn't let anything
happen to my new virtual pals,

could I?

( Timmy clears throat )

Timmy!

Cindy!

Nerd-tron!

Pancakes!

( barks )

Ah, don't worry, boy.

All I have to do
is reverse the polarity

and I can get back home.

Yeah, yeah.

I can handle this.

( giggles )

He's so smart.

I wish we were both back
in our own hometowns.

Wish?

What's wishing going to do?

Jimmy Neutron,
boy genius.

Timmy Turner...

boy!

Thanks for saving my dog.

Thanks for saving my... uh...

Fairy programs?

Sure, fairy programs.

Sorry I was such a jerk.

No problem.

We geniuses have
to stick together.

Uh, between you and me,
I'm not really all that smart.

I know-- I kind of figured that
out when I saw all the Fs.

( gasps ):
I'll never forget you,
Timmy Turner.

Never!

Wait for me.

Wait for me!

Cindy, I know you've
been through a lot
the past few hours,

but, um... get out of my lab!

Well, children,

since Mr. Crocker
lost his memory,

apparently in some sort of
bizarre schnauzer incident...

Schnauzers... No!

No!

I'll be judging
the science fair tonight.

( whoops )

Well, Crocker lost,
Goddard's safe...

And I met a nice young man
with fudgy hair.

Not a bad way
to spend a day.

But I never got my
science fair project done.

I'm still going to get an F.

Timmy, where's your
science fair project?

Well, I... um, you see, I...

Oh, my.

Look, it is a flying hound
of robotic descent.

Why didn't you think of that?

Hey, I'm just one
of 11 guys.

( chuckles ):
I knew I'd figure out

that teleportation device
sooner or later.

( gasps )

Timmy, what
an astounding project!

You get an "A"
and first prize.

You're clearly smarter
than A.J. or his clones.

Thanks, boy genius.

Ah, don't mention it, average
kid who no one understands.

Is that Timmy?

Timmy!

Hi!

Tell him I said hi.

JIMMY:
Get out of my lab!

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( Goddard barks )

Hi, I'm Paul.

( riveting in metal )