Kim Possible (2002–2007): Season 2, Episode 13 - Rufus vs. Commodore Puddles - full transcript
Drakken's shrink ray misfires, turning his pet poodle into a 50-foot colossus.
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♪ 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. ♪
( snarling )
RON:
Cut.
Rufus, you can't keep
breaking character like that.
Ooh, sorry.
Ah! Going to have
to recast you, buddy.
You just don't have
that monster instinct.
Ron, don't you think
you're being a bit severe?
Ron's Big Day?
What's this?
Nothing.
Look, Kim,
the Tri-City
Film Festival
opens in three days.
I'm trying to redefine
the monster movie genre,
and we're way behind
schedule here.
( phone beeping )
Kim, I've got a lead on Drakken.
He ordered a shrink ray on-line
and had it delivered
to an address
in the Mojave Desert.
I was wondering when
he'd get around
to a shrink ray.
DRAKKEN:
Simple, Shego.
Once I've shrunk
to microscopic size,
I will be able to infiltrate
the most secretive
military installation
in the world... Area 51.
And what's in Area 51
that's so special?
You know, flying saucers,
alien technology,
yadda, yadda, yadda.
Let's see...
"Connect the drop bar
under the shrink velociter..."
( whimpering )
Commodore Puddles, not now.
Can't you see Daddy's trying
to put the finishing touches
on his shrink ray?
He needs to go out.
He was just out ten minutes ago.
Now what did we agree on?
( sighs )
If I wanted a dog, I had to
promise to take care of him.
Which I will... later.
Thanks for the lift,
Special Agent Smith,
and Special Agent Smith.
Don't mention it...
The way you helped us
with that security breach...
No big.
I just...
No, seriously, don't mention it.
It's highly classified.
Mum's the word.
This is the address.
You guys walking or riding?
I will soon be the size
of a microscopic particle.
So watch where you step, okay?
( yipping )
Bad dog!
Not now.
Daddy's about
to gain access
to a high-security installation.
Like Federal prison?
Kim Possible?!
What say we dispense
with the banter
and skip right
to the kung-fu fighting.
Shego!
Okay, hold on a sec.
One second,
people.
Thanks, buddy.
Okay, action.
( whimpering )
( electrical crackling )
My shrink ray.
Something's wrong.
( gasps )
Commodore Puddles,
you didn't... not there!
Bad doggie, bad!
Ah...
( growling )
( beeping )
Whoa.
It's not supposed to do that.
It's supposed to shrink stuff.
Told you he had to go out.
New plan... come, Shego.
That would be the
coolest shot ever,
if it weren't for the 2,000-ton
poodle that has been unleashed
into an unsuspecting world.
( rumbling )
Mommy, Mommy,
there's a doggie outside.
Can we keep him, please?
( panting )
( screaming )
Commodore Puddles...
( whistles )
Come on, boy.
Area 51 is thataway.
KIM:
We've got to find them.
Otherwise my film
is going to have
serious act two issues.
Ron, focus.
Wait. I know where
they're headed.
Okay, I know this is
going to sound weird,
but you've got to let us in.
There's this monster poodle...
Name.
Commodore Puddles.
Your name.
Oh, uh, Kim Possible.
( rumbling, both gasp )
Sound the alarm!
Battle stations!
( alarm blaring )
This way.
General Sims
is going to want to talk to you.
MAN:
Don't worry.
We've got a rock-solid
defense strategy ready.
For this? Really?
Yes, ma'am.
Full frontal assault
by a giant canine.
That's 4-1 stroke,
5-S type scenario.
( yelling, grunts )
( snorts )
Fools.
My Puddles doesn't settle
for ordinary dry treats.
It's not working, sir.
Bring out the big guns.
Guns? You're not actually
going to shoot him, are you?
Just an expression, ma'am.
Get my good side, son.
You may commence blowing
the giant canine whistles.
( grunts )
( grunts )
( high-pitched screeching )
( howling )
( howling continues )
It's working, sir.
Outstanding work,
Miss Possible. I...
( dogs barking, snarling )
( gasping )
( barking )
General, we've got a situation.
Pull back, men.
Move to
the underground fortification.
Good puppy.
Attack! Attack!
General Sims, if you don't
mind me asking, sir,
what's the big secret?
You know, Area 51 and all that.
We know the rumors...
Flying saucers,
alien technology, yadda, yadda,
but what's the real deal?
What are you hiding here?
I'll show you.
KIM:
It's flying saucers...
RON:
Alien technology...
Yadda, yadda.
But that means all
the rumors are true.
Every last one of them.
We've implemented
a double-negative cover story.
We make sure
only to leak out information
that is 100% accurate.
But then it's not really secret.
That's exactly what
we want you to believe.
Yeah, but then...
Never mind.
General Sims,
you better come here.
( dog sniffing )
( rumbling )
Well, I'm afraid
we're out of options.
I'm initiating
the base's self-destruct system.
The secrets contained
in Area 51
( beeping )
must never be exposed.
What secrets?
Everybody knows already!
KIM:
Sir...
we still have
one last line of defense.
And what might that be?
Me.
You've got ten minutes.
Yes! Dig Commodore Puddles!
KIM:
Not so fast, Drakken.
There's a leash law
in this state.
Kim. Kim.
Can you deliver
that witty banter line again?
You were out of frame.
Thanks, baby.
( scoffs ):
Ron!
Commodore Puddles, attack!
( growling )
( yells )
( dog snarls )
No, Puddles, whoa, heel!
( screams )
( men cheering )
Semper fi!
Puddles, roll over.
( panting )
( yelling )
( laughing ):
I taught him that.
Now, finish them, Puddles!
( grunts )
( snarling )
( gasps )
Okay, that's great, Kim.
Don't be afraid
to show some fear.
I want to try to capture...
( screams )
RON:
Help! Rufus!
Hmm?
Ew! Ew, yuck!
Huh?
( both yell )
( moans )
Yeah!
( chatters excitedly )
( rustling )
DRAKKEN:
That ought to hold you
KIM:
You so won't get away
with this, Drakken.
I so will. ( Laughs )
A toast to my victory.
I have conquered Area 51
and defeated Kim Possible.
( thud )
What was that?
( shouting gibberish )
Yep, looks like
a 4-9 stroke easy scenario:
rescue by giant
subterranean rodent.
( growling )
Huh?
( grunts )
( yelps )
No fair!
I call cheatsies.
Nice move, Rufus!
Yeah.
( snarling, grunting )
( grunting )
( both growling )
( whooping ):
Yeah!
There's that monster instinct
I was looking for Rufus!
( Drakken whistles casually )
( whistling continues )
( grunts, groans )
( moans )
( dog whimpering )
( grunts ):
Get off!
( men whooping )
Good job, boys.
( men whooping )
Mine! It's all mine!
It...!
( bubbling sounds )
Oh, I'm... sorry, is this yours?
I was... just borrowing it,
you know?
Really...
( Drakken yelling )
( horns honking )
RON:
This is it.
The redefining of the
monster movie genre.
I hear laughter...
Is that a good sign?
Agent Smith.
And Agent Smith.
What are you guys doing here?
National Security.
We couldn't allow the public
to see the Area 51 footage.
So we switched it
with one of your home movies.
Home movies?
Which one?
I make a potty.
( laughter )
Ron's Big Day?
Ron's Big Day.
---
♪ 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. ♪
( snarling )
RON:
Cut.
Rufus, you can't keep
breaking character like that.
Ooh, sorry.
Ah! Going to have
to recast you, buddy.
You just don't have
that monster instinct.
Ron, don't you think
you're being a bit severe?
Ron's Big Day?
What's this?
Nothing.
Look, Kim,
the Tri-City
Film Festival
opens in three days.
I'm trying to redefine
the monster movie genre,
and we're way behind
schedule here.
( phone beeping )
Kim, I've got a lead on Drakken.
He ordered a shrink ray on-line
and had it delivered
to an address
in the Mojave Desert.
I was wondering when
he'd get around
to a shrink ray.
DRAKKEN:
Simple, Shego.
Once I've shrunk
to microscopic size,
I will be able to infiltrate
the most secretive
military installation
in the world... Area 51.
And what's in Area 51
that's so special?
You know, flying saucers,
alien technology,
yadda, yadda, yadda.
Let's see...
"Connect the drop bar
under the shrink velociter..."
( whimpering )
Commodore Puddles, not now.
Can't you see Daddy's trying
to put the finishing touches
on his shrink ray?
He needs to go out.
He was just out ten minutes ago.
Now what did we agree on?
( sighs )
If I wanted a dog, I had to
promise to take care of him.
Which I will... later.
Thanks for the lift,
Special Agent Smith,
and Special Agent Smith.
Don't mention it...
The way you helped us
with that security breach...
No big.
I just...
No, seriously, don't mention it.
It's highly classified.
Mum's the word.
This is the address.
You guys walking or riding?
I will soon be the size
of a microscopic particle.
So watch where you step, okay?
( yipping )
Bad dog!
Not now.
Daddy's about
to gain access
to a high-security installation.
Like Federal prison?
Kim Possible?!
What say we dispense
with the banter
and skip right
to the kung-fu fighting.
Shego!
Okay, hold on a sec.
One second,
people.
Thanks, buddy.
Okay, action.
( whimpering )
( electrical crackling )
My shrink ray.
Something's wrong.
( gasps )
Commodore Puddles,
you didn't... not there!
Bad doggie, bad!
Ah...
( growling )
( beeping )
Whoa.
It's not supposed to do that.
It's supposed to shrink stuff.
Told you he had to go out.
New plan... come, Shego.
That would be the
coolest shot ever,
if it weren't for the 2,000-ton
poodle that has been unleashed
into an unsuspecting world.
( rumbling )
Mommy, Mommy,
there's a doggie outside.
Can we keep him, please?
( panting )
( screaming )
Commodore Puddles...
( whistles )
Come on, boy.
Area 51 is thataway.
KIM:
We've got to find them.
Otherwise my film
is going to have
serious act two issues.
Ron, focus.
Wait. I know where
they're headed.
Okay, I know this is
going to sound weird,
but you've got to let us in.
There's this monster poodle...
Name.
Commodore Puddles.
Your name.
Oh, uh, Kim Possible.
( rumbling, both gasp )
Sound the alarm!
Battle stations!
( alarm blaring )
This way.
General Sims
is going to want to talk to you.
MAN:
Don't worry.
We've got a rock-solid
defense strategy ready.
For this? Really?
Yes, ma'am.
Full frontal assault
by a giant canine.
That's 4-1 stroke,
5-S type scenario.
( yelling, grunts )
( snorts )
Fools.
My Puddles doesn't settle
for ordinary dry treats.
It's not working, sir.
Bring out the big guns.
Guns? You're not actually
going to shoot him, are you?
Just an expression, ma'am.
Get my good side, son.
You may commence blowing
the giant canine whistles.
( grunts )
( grunts )
( high-pitched screeching )
( howling )
( howling continues )
It's working, sir.
Outstanding work,
Miss Possible. I...
( dogs barking, snarling )
( gasping )
( barking )
General, we've got a situation.
Pull back, men.
Move to
the underground fortification.
Good puppy.
Attack! Attack!
General Sims, if you don't
mind me asking, sir,
what's the big secret?
You know, Area 51 and all that.
We know the rumors...
Flying saucers,
alien technology, yadda, yadda,
but what's the real deal?
What are you hiding here?
I'll show you.
KIM:
It's flying saucers...
RON:
Alien technology...
Yadda, yadda.
But that means all
the rumors are true.
Every last one of them.
We've implemented
a double-negative cover story.
We make sure
only to leak out information
that is 100% accurate.
But then it's not really secret.
That's exactly what
we want you to believe.
Yeah, but then...
Never mind.
General Sims,
you better come here.
( dog sniffing )
( rumbling )
Well, I'm afraid
we're out of options.
I'm initiating
the base's self-destruct system.
The secrets contained
in Area 51
( beeping )
must never be exposed.
What secrets?
Everybody knows already!
KIM:
Sir...
we still have
one last line of defense.
And what might that be?
Me.
You've got ten minutes.
Yes! Dig Commodore Puddles!
KIM:
Not so fast, Drakken.
There's a leash law
in this state.
Kim. Kim.
Can you deliver
that witty banter line again?
You were out of frame.
Thanks, baby.
( scoffs ):
Ron!
Commodore Puddles, attack!
( growling )
( yells )
( dog snarls )
No, Puddles, whoa, heel!
( screams )
( men cheering )
Semper fi!
Puddles, roll over.
( panting )
( yelling )
( laughing ):
I taught him that.
Now, finish them, Puddles!
( grunts )
( snarling )
( gasps )
Okay, that's great, Kim.
Don't be afraid
to show some fear.
I want to try to capture...
( screams )
RON:
Help! Rufus!
Hmm?
Ew! Ew, yuck!
Huh?
( both yell )
( moans )
Yeah!
( chatters excitedly )
( rustling )
DRAKKEN:
That ought to hold you
KIM:
You so won't get away
with this, Drakken.
I so will. ( Laughs )
A toast to my victory.
I have conquered Area 51
and defeated Kim Possible.
( thud )
What was that?
( shouting gibberish )
Yep, looks like
a 4-9 stroke easy scenario:
rescue by giant
subterranean rodent.
( growling )
Huh?
( grunts )
( yelps )
No fair!
I call cheatsies.
Nice move, Rufus!
Yeah.
( snarling, grunting )
( grunting )
( both growling )
( whooping ):
Yeah!
There's that monster instinct
I was looking for Rufus!
( Drakken whistles casually )
( whistling continues )
( grunts, groans )
( moans )
( dog whimpering )
( grunts ):
Get off!
( men whooping )
Good job, boys.
( men whooping )
Mine! It's all mine!
It...!
( bubbling sounds )
Oh, I'm... sorry, is this yours?
I was... just borrowing it,
you know?
Really...
( Drakken yelling )
( horns honking )
RON:
This is it.
The redefining of the
monster movie genre.
I hear laughter...
Is that a good sign?
Agent Smith.
And Agent Smith.
What are you guys doing here?
National Security.
We couldn't allow the public
to see the Area 51 footage.
So we switched it
with one of your home movies.
Home movies?
Which one?
I make a potty.
( laughter )
Ron's Big Day?
Ron's Big Day.