Kim Possible (2002–2007): Season 1, Episode 10 - Royal Pain - full transcript

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(bell ringing )

Listen up, people.

The time has come to choose

Middleton High's
new student government.

Class president is
a magnificent burden

an excruciating opportunity.

Now, let's have some nominations

for this glorious,
thankless task.

(snoring )

This is democracy, people.

Now do as I say.



Let's hear some nominations!

Huh?

Mr. Barkin, from the great
state of confusion

I am proud to nominate
our next class president

Kim Possible.

Second.

(crowd cheering )

Done and done,
K.P.

Ron, I wanted to run
for class president

not class clown.

Suit yourself.

Clowns have more fun.

Challengers?

I nominate Brick Flag.



What?

Wha...?

A cheerleader

versus the quarterback.

Classic.

Don't worry, K.P.

Brick Flag may be
the most popular
jock in school

but you have something
he doesn't...

You've got Ron Stoppable
as your campaign manager.

Great.

♪ Oh, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ I'm your basic average girl ♪

♪ And I'm here
to save the world ♪

♪ You can't stop me
'cause I'm... ♪

♪ Kim Possible ♪

♪ There is nothing I can't do ♪

♪ When danger calls,
just know that I am on my way ♪

♪ Know that I am on my way ♪

♪ It doesn't matter where
or when there's trouble ♪

♪ If you just call my name ♪

♪ Kim Possible ♪

♪ Call me, beep me
if you want to reach me ♪

♪ When you want to page me,
it's okay ♪

♪ Whenever you need me, baby ♪

♪ Call me, beep me
if you want to reach me ♪

♪ Call me, beep me
if you want to reach me ♪

♪ Doesn't matter where,
doesn't matter when ♪

♪ Doesn't matter when ♪

♪ I will be there for you
till the very end ♪

♪ Danger or trouble,
I'm there on the double ♪

♪ You know that you always
can call Kim Possible. ♪

Imagine the ball not only going

into the Eiffel Tower,
but through it.

What does this have
to do with my campaign?

Bonnie's probably painted dozens

of "Pick Brick" posters by now.

Kim, Duh.

The best political strategies

are figured out
on the golf course.

Now let's move on
to Old Faithful, shall we?

I don't care about
the big political deals.

I want to help the people.

Kim, you're going
to have to cut out
this serious thing

if you want to beat Brick.

Voters hate that.

Oh, and maybe
you should
get a dog.

Voters like dogs.

(beeping )
I...

What's the sitch, Wade?

We got a hit from
His Majesty King Wallace.

And should I know who that is?

He rules a tiny European nation.

How tiny?

The Middleton mall
is more crowded.

Anyway, he has a son,
Prince Wally

who needs your help.

They sent the royal jet?

Spankin'.

As campaign manager,
I must veto this mission.

This whole "helping" thing

is definitely not
helping you in the polls.

What polls?

These two guys
I talked to in the caf.

Let's worry about
my poll numbers later.

Whas up, homie-homes?

I'm your main dude,
brother man and such.

Hello.

I'm Kim and this is Ron.

Hold that thought.

And if you could sidestep
just a smidge.

The sun in my eyes.

I'm on it.

Wait a second, Ron.

Uh, Wally...?

Royal Highness,
if it's all the same.

Couldn't you just move over
a few inches... Royal Highness?

If I fancied to move
I suppose I could.

But you don't fancy.

Well, I haven't given
it much thought, have I?

(fanfare )

Daddy!

King Wallace, dude...

Hi.

Kim Possible!

Welcome to our kingdom.

We are here for you,
Your Majesty.

Your Majesty... how cool is that?

You must be Wade...
The super genius

who runs Kim's Web site.

Uh, no. I'm Ron...
Ron Stoppable.

Sidekick.

Oh. I've never
heard of you.

Right. Mm-hmm.

Yeah, that's because I prefer
to, you know

work behind the scenes.

I do all the important...

Miss Possible,
could I speak
to you privately?

Sure.

See? I cover Kim.
I'm backup.

Excuse me, Don,
but I really need

to speak to Miss Possible alone.

That's Ron.

R-O-N.

Thank you.

Well, I'm bored.

So I'm off to ride
the royal go-cart.

Go-cart? Freestyle!

Oh, um... would you
like to come?

Dude, I'm all about go-carts.

Very well.

So, what's this
all about, Your Majesty?

Oh, I have a problem.

A terrible ancient problem.

Ancient?

It all started centuries ago

with our first king.

Unfortunately, my ancestor
ruled the kingdom

with cruel arrogance.

(sobbing ):
Please, Highness

my entire flock ran away

and I need a few days
to pay my taxes.

(belches )

Cry me a moat.

Off to the tower with you.

What?

(sobbing )

He was despised by his
subjects, particularly
his own knights...

The Knights of Rodeghan.

They were determined
to dethrone him.

Secret plans were drafted...

but they failed.

Their grudge was passed down
from generation to generation.

Even today,
the descendants
of the knights

are still out there,
still plotting to end
the royal lineage.

Well, if your royal family

has been okay for all
these generations

what's the problem now?

You met my son.

Weak-link Wally as the press
has so cruelly dubbed him.

Oh, yeah.

Can I wear these?

A commoner wearing
my racing togs?

Ew, no, not your togs.

Just your clothes.

I suppose I could just
have them burned later.

Yeah, baby, let's ride.

(chirping )

Whoo-hoo!

(yelling )

Ta-ta, common Ron.

It's good to be royalty.

You get go-carts.

(screaming )

I just can't believe
that there are knights

in this day and age.

Oh, they're quite modern.

They have a Web site.

A Web site?

They have embraced
the 21st century

and they are more
determined now than ever

to abolish the monarchy.

Well, no offense, Your Majesty

but how do you know
that this Web site

is really run by these knights?

It could be hackers
playing a prank.

No. I fear for my son.

(gunshots and screaming )

(tires screeching )

Wade, come in, Wade.

Do you have any idea
what time it is here?

Are you picking up
any aircraft in this area?

No. My scans show nothing.

Scan higher.
There's got to be something.

(beeping )

Hey, that's weird.

What?

I'm picking up

a satellite in geosynchronous
orbit.

Government? Military?

Private.

Some company called
Rodeghan Industries.

The Knights of Rodeghan.

I need the communicator

to broadcast a scramble signal.

(Ron and Rufus yelling )

Stop.
You've got it, K.P.

Laser fire should stop about...
now.

Hey.

You rock in stereo, Wade.

Can I go back to sleep now?

What was that?

Wally! Wally!

Where's my son?

Tea time.

Oh, thank heavens.

Oh, you see, Miss Possible

I have urgent need
of your services.

You simply must stay.

Can't.

But my son is not safe here.

But I have to get
back to school
for the election.

What's an election?

Something we'll lose

if we don't get back
on the campaign trail.

I've got it.

What say Wally
tag along with you.

America is so much
larger than our land.

It would be a perfect
place to hide.

(excited laughter )

Well...

Is your crib in a hood?

Oh, that could be
quite exhilarating.

WALLY:
♪ Oh, Mrs. Possible! ♪

♪ Yes? ♪

My cucumber sandwiches

must have the crusts removed

before they are presented to me.

Mmm... Mmm...

Kim.

Mom, I know,
but Wally won't be here long...

Just till he's out of danger.

I'll show him danger

if he doesn't get a clue.

♪ Oh, Mrs.
Possible! ♪

Please, I beseech you...

Let me wear my own garments

not these, ugh, commoner rags.

You're keeping a low
profile, remember?

There he is!

Prince Wally!

Excuse me, pardon me,
pardon me. Everyone...

Please listen up.

The press conference
will begin shortly.

Press conference?

What part of "low profile"
don't you understand?

Kim, your campaign needs
a boost.

Are you going to go on again
about how popular Brick is?

Oh, sure, he's popular

but he doesn't have a prince

about to endorse him... on TV.

(crowd yelling )

It's not every day

the sleepy little town
of Middleton

plays host to royalty.

Prince Wally was kind enough

to grant us an interview.

Your Highness, we
were told you wanted

to endorse someone for the
school's upcoming election.

Hmm? Oh, yes, yes.

That one over there.

Kim... something
or other.

A bit high strung to ever be

a world-class leader

but perfectly adequate
for public high school.

Perhaps you think you'd make

a better class president.

Well, naturally.

I have been groomed
for greatness.

Are you saying you would be

a better class president
than Kim Possible?

No, no, no, no...
I'm not saying that.

Whew.

Because it goes without saying.

(all laughing )

Hmm. Perhapsl
shall toss my crown

into the ring after all.

REPORTER:
Kim Possible.

You're running against royalty.

How does it feel?

I relish the competition.

After all, that's what democracy

is all about...
Earning the right to lead.

Unless, of course, one has
thebirthright to lead.

There you have it, folks.

Middleton High is in
for a battle royale.

REPORTER:
Who will win?

The prince...

or the pauper?

(gasps ):
Pauper?

I believe she was
referring to you.

Well. I shall consider
my campaign strategy

while lounging in the bath.

Excuse me. Who
plans to draw it
this evening?

(groaning angrily )

Perhapsyou,
Mrs. Possible?

You haven't been
pulling your weight
around here of late.

(growling )
Wally, I think

we need to have a little talk

about how we do things

in the land of the free.

Blah-blah-blah, talk is cheap.

Three drops... not two, not four

and then sprinkle this lavender.

Mm, you are a good man and true.

(growls )

I suppose I'll need
some posters and
buttons and such.

You'll get on
that, of course.
Uh, no.

You shouldn't even
be running at all.

You weren't even nominated.

Oh...

I see... you feel threatened.

I will gladly withdraw
if that's what you want.

But that's not what
the people want.

Those same two guys and the cat?

Yes.

And Brick is yesterday's news.

Really?

Totally. It's Wally
all the way.

I got it all planned out

but we have to get
started immediately

because the Possible
campaign is way
ahead of us.

"The Possible campaign?"
You'remy campaign manager.

Yeah...

...about that, it's like,
a conflict of interest.

Good luck, Kim.

I'll just run my own campaign...
With less golfing.

(communicator beeps )

Hey, Wade, what's the sitch?

I checked out
Rodeghan's Web site.
And?

I found something, but I can't

figure out what it means...
"The tapestry holds the truth."

Hmm...

(gasps ):
There was a tapestry
in the palace.

I assure you, Miss Possible,
my best people

have examined the tapestry...
They found nothing.

Can't hurt to double check.

Thanks for shipping
it over so fast.

I'll I.M. you if I find
anything. 'Bye.

All right, Kimmy
we're ready to run
the sequence.

Great.

Thanks for letting me
use your lab, Dad.

Hey, what's federal funding for?

(machinery whirring )

See anything?

Hmm. Nothing yet.

Hold up.
There's something there.

Can you widen the beam?

Sure thing.
(beeps )

(whirring )

"Awaiting the light
of a full harvest moon...

"Rodeghan's foe
will soon face his doom.

"In the shadow of the palace
we will not be deterred.

The monarchy ends
with Wallace the Third."

So, for my own good,
I should keep a low profile?

Guys, this is serious.

Wally, you
are definitely
the target

and next week's a full moon.

Hmm. Next week also happens
to be the election

which you would likevery much
to win... wouldn't you?

She's trying to
get you to stop
campaigning.

Will you forget
about the election?

Oh, you'd like that,
wouldn't you?

I would like to save him

from the Knights of Rodeghan.

Miss Possible, this prophecy
clearly states

that I must be in the shadow
of the palace.

Now, do you see the palace?
I don't. Do you?

That's true, I guess.

(slurping )

Farewell, all.
I'm off to Biology class.

ALL:
'Bye, Wally.

ALL:
Ta-ta!

Man, he could go all the way.

Yup, it's looking
like Prince Wally

is our next class president.

Yeah, I bet he'll
make Regionals.

Brick, there are no Regionals
for class president.

Oh. Well, he'll definitely
be all-state.

(frustrated groan )

Vote for me, Kim P.

Sorry.

I'm already voting
for Prince Wally.

Oh.

(bell ringing )

Hey, guys, sorry I'm
la... a... a... ah.

(all sighing ):
Wally...

I-Is this a country?
I never heard of it.

You will.

Welcome to Middleton.

Your Highness

maybe we've pushed
the royal angle too much.

(gasps ):
Bite your tongue.

Okay, sure, being
a prince is how you got
the voters'attention

but now, they seem
to actually like you.

As a... person?

(both laughing )

(loud rumbling )

(bell ringing )

(shrieks )

(squeaking )

(communicator beeping )

Hey, Wade.

How's it going?

I'm all over it.

I'm putting up oomphier posters

and I've been focus-testing
my new hair.

Voters wanted it pulled back.
What do you think?

I mean...

since the prince was on TV.

Do you think
the Knights of Rodeghan know

he's in Middleton?

Don't know.

The prophecy mentioned
a full moon.

Sure did.

Tonight is a full moon!

Yeah, but it's like Wally said.

He's nowhere near the palace.

No palace, no prophecy.

Where is he now?

I'm guessing miniature golfing

with his campaign manager...

(gasps ):
at Middleton Mini Golf.

The sixth hole...

...it's a palace!

Where is that caddie?

(grumbling )

(bell rings )

Yes.

(bell rings )

Hey.

By royal decree,
I demand a do-over.

(explosion )

(shrieking )

(shrieking )

I can't allow you to smash
my presidential opponent.

Oh, thank goodness
you've arrived!

Does this mean I can leave?

RON:
Ah!

A pointy-ball stick.

Ah! Laser pointy-ball stick!

"Awaiting the light
of a full harvest moon

(both ):
"Rodeghan's foe
will soon face his doom.

"In the shadow of the palace
it will not be deterred."

"The monarchy ends
with Wallace the Third."

Well... as you know

I am known far and wide
as Wally, so surely...

(whimpering )

Leave him alone!

This is none of
your concern, little girl.

(grunts )

The voters will not like this.

Kim... catch!

Be careful with that thing.

Oops.

Now, about you...

(sniveling ):
Oh, please!

My father will give you
anything... whatever you want!

(sobbing ):
Oh, please!

(grunting )

TheTitanic's going down...

again.

Gold, jewels... just
the speak the word

and I will grant you...

...nothing.

On second thought,
I will grant you nothing.

(screams )

Oh, please! I'll
give you anything!

(sobbing )

(screams )

Stay here.
And be quiet.

(grunts )

The prophecy

never mentioned her.

Prophecy, shmophecy.

(grunts )

Maybe you should rethink
this whole career choice?

Reggie?

(groans )

That's it.

No more Mr. Nice Knight.

(sinister laugh )

All too easy.

(groaning )

Give it up, girl.

(rumbling )

(grunts )

We don't want you...

we only want the prince.

(bell ringing )

(whistling )

(screams )

Ooh!

Old Faithful, indeed.

(grunts )

Boo-yah.

(siren warbles )

So, you expect me to believe
that these knights came

to Middleton Mini-Golf
to carry out

some kind of ancient prophecy
type deal?

Officer Hobble,
I can't make this stuff up.

Did you get the part
about me in there?

Vandalism to the miniTitanic?

And my name again is Barkin,
Mr. Steve Barkin.

That's B-A-R...

Kim Possible...
You saved my life.

No big, just doing
the teen hero thing.

No. You are atrue leader.

You have my vote.

Well, that's at least two votes.

All right, that's
two votes for Kim Possible

Zero votes for Brick Flag

998 for Prince Wally.

You had my vote, dude.

Way to go!

(applause and cheering )

The guy has
leadership
experience.

He's very good at giving orders.

Well, this was quite
an invigorating race.

It sure was.

Congratulations, son.

Daddy!

You made it!

I wouldn't miss it for theworld!

Now we must go home
so that you may continue

to prepare
to take over the crown.

Yes, actually, Daddy

there's something I've been
meaning to speak to you about.

I've decided that
after you retire

I'd like to run for
president of our land.

(gasps )

Presidents don't get to wear

the daycoat
with the ermine trim.

(gasps ):
I hadn't thought of that.

Oh, well, sacrifices
must be made.

This contest has shown me
that democracy is...

as my Middleton peeps
would say...

bomb-diggity!

Democracy?

But that means no more kings.

The prophecy!

"The monarchy ends
with Wallace
the Third."

I-It came true.

So it has.

Cool... now you can go home

and show the democracy thing.

No, Kim... I've decided
to stay in Middleton

and finish my term
as class president.

It's a magnificent burden.

Wally's staying!

That's great.

Just... great.