Kim Possible (2002–2007): Season 4, Episode 13 - Cap'n Drakken - full transcript

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Monique: SOUTH BEACH
BAY HARBOR, GIRL!

A WHOLE WEEK OF SUN,
FUN, ROLLER COASTERS,

AND WORD HAS IT...
COMING THROUGH!

YEAH, I HAD TO FINISH
LOADING MY POOLSIDE PACK.

CDs, DVDs, AND MP3s.

PLUS THE MULTIMEDIA
PLAYER, BACKUP PLAYER,

AND BACKUP
BACKUP PLAYER.

YOU FIT ALL THAT
IN THERE?

NO, WAIT.
MY CLOTHES
ARE IN HERE.

THIS IS MY
POOLSIDE PACK.

OVERPACKED
AND READY TO GO.



WE'RE ONLY STAYING
A WEEK, RON.

LISTEN UP,
SENIOR TRIPPERS.

THIS YEAR'S
OUTING TO SOUTH
BEACH BAY HARBOR

HAS REGRETTABLY
BEEN CANCELLED.
WHAT?

COME ON!
OH, BUMMER!

WHAT HAPPENED,
MR. BARKIN?

FREAK STORM.
DEFINE "FREAK."

VOLCANIC ASH.
HUH?

WELL, THERE'S PLENTY
OF OTHER SENIOR TRIP SITES.

WHAT ABOUT
NORTH BEACH BAY HARBOR?

BOOKED.
WEST BEACH
BAY HARBOR?

BOOKED.
EAST BEACH?

EVERYTHING'S BOOKED,
PEOPLE!

BUT FORTUNATELY,
THROUGH MY CONNECTIONS,



I GOT YOU IN AT
PORT MYSTIC COVE HAVEN.

LIKING THE WORD "COVE."
STILL SOUNDS LIKE WATERY FUN.

IF BY "WATERY FUN"
YOU MEAN A LIVING
HISTORY TOWN...

LIVING HISTORY?

FOR THE NEXT WEEK
YOU WILL DRESS,
SPEAK, AND WORK

AS THOUGH YOU
WERE LIVING IN
THE 18th CENTURY.

COME ON!
WHAT?

ARE YOU KIDDING?
NO WAY!

HEY, THIS ISN'T
A VACATION, PEOPLE!

THIS IS AN ASSIGNMENT.

WE'RE GOING TO BE
GRADED?

BUT WE WEREN'T GOING
TO BE GRADED ON OUR
OTHER TRIP.

SAYS YOU.
NOW START BOARDING.

NOT THAT RIDE, STOPPABLE!

THEN HOW ARE WE
GETTING THERE?

MOVE THAT BUS!

UHH...
OOH...

[HORSE WHINNIES]

♪ 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 WANNA REACH ME ♪

♪ WHEN YOU WANNA PAGE ME,
IT'S OK ♪

♪ WHENEVER
YOU NEED ME, BABY ♪

♪ CALL ME, BEEP ME,
IF YOU WANNA REACH ME ♪

♪ CALL ME,
BEEP ME ♪

♪ IF YOU
WANNA 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 ♪

SO WHAT'S
THE SITCH?

♪ CALL ME, BEEP ME,
IF YOU WANNA REACH ME ♪

[FIFE AND DRUM PLAYING
FOLK SONG]

Ron: OW, NO CARS,
NO MOVIE THEATERS,

AND NOT ONE
BUENO NACHO.

HOW DO THEY LIVE?!

ON HARD WORK AND
SIMPLE PLEASURES?

SURE, WHO NEEDS MOVIES
WHEN YOU CAN HIT

THE FRIDAY NIGHT
WITCH TRIAL?

AND COOL SUITS OF ARMOR.
HEH HEH, HEY.

DNT SIGN, RON.

OH, MAN.
I HATE THE DNT.

GREAT, NOW I'VE GOT
BUGGY BOTTOM.

WELL, OK, OK.
SO IT'S NO SOUTH
BEACH BAY HARBOR,

BUT AT LEAST BARKIN'S
OFF OUR BACK FOR THE WEEK.

[BEEP]
I'LL TAKETH THAT,
MILADY.

FRANKLIN BARKIN
BE THE NAME,

FATHER
TO STEVEN BARKIN

AND MAYOR OF THIS
HISTORIC BURG.

IT'S LIKE HE'S
THE BARKIN OF YORE.

I'M WATCHING THEE,
STOPPABLE.

HEAR YE, HEAR YE!

VISITORS TO PORT
MYSTIC COVE HAVEN,

FOR THE NEXT WEEK YE SHALL
CONDUCT YOURSELVES THUSLY:

YE SHALL BE ASSIGNED
A TRADE,

YE SHALL WEAR
PERIOD DRESS...

OH, NO! I WILL
NOT BE CAUGHT
WEARING A DRESS.

YOU KNOW, AGAIN.

NUH-UH.

YE SHALL HONOR
TRADITION

AND EMBRACE
OUR WAY OF LIFE,

OR YE SHALL TRAVEL HOME
WITH A GRADE MOST FOUL.

NOW YE SHALL SURRENDER
ALL MODERN TECHNOLOGY

IN THIS WAGON FORTHWITH.

THAT INCLUDETH
YE OLE POOLSIDE PACK.

POOLSIDE PACK,
HAND IT OVER, ARRCK!

OH, MAN!

OH!

DECOY, DECOY, ARRCK!

FINE WORK, REMY.

DOST THOU TAKE ME
FOR A COCKSCOMB, LAD?

UM, I'M NOT SURE.

HOW AM I SUPPOSED
TO TEXT WITHOUT MY CELL?

WE CALL IT WRITING
YE OLE LETTER.

[SCOFFS] TOTAL
YE OLE SCHOOL.

BONNIE, ARE YOU
GOING TO COMPLAIN
THE ENTIRE WEEK?

SOMEBODY HAS TO.

BESIDES, WE'RE NOT
BEING GRADED ON ATTITUDE.

WHO SAITH, LASSIE?

YE JUST LOST TWO
OF THY 100 POINTS.

BUM DIGGITY,
BON BON.

AND THAT COSTETH
THEE, TOO.

LANGUAGE
UNBEFITTING.

THE APPROPRIATE
RETORT BE-ETH,

"CONCERN IT,
BON BON!"

OHH...

YE FOLK CLEANEST UP
NICELY.

YEAH, FOR HALLOWEEN.

OH, CEASE WITH
THY NATTERING!

ON THESE PARCHMENTS,
YE SHALL FIND THY
ASSIGNED TRADES.

REPORTETH FOR WORK
ON THE MORROW.

BLACKSMITH APPRENTICE
REPORTING FOR DUTY.

MR. B's DAD, YOU'RE
THE BLACKSMITH, TOO?

AYE, TILL THE RETURN
OF MR. LITTLETON

AFTER YE OLE UNFORTUNATE
BRANDING INCIDENT.

[LAUGHING]

ARRCK!

OK. SO, WHAT ARE
WE MAKING TODAY?

HORSESHOES.

IMPRESSIVE.

IMPRESSIVE, YES.

BUT WHY NOT
COW SHOES?

YOU KNOW, STANDING
ALL DAY IN THAT PASTURE,

GOOD ARCH SUPPORT
WOULDN'T HURT.

Kim: SO, THIS CONTRAPTION
MAKES BUTTER,

DOES IT, MA'AM? OH!

A CHURN,
'TIS CALLED.

I... I WEAREST
MANY HATS.

SOME ARE BONNETS.
OBSERVE!

IT IS IN THE WRIST.

LIKE THIS?
GOOD, LASS.

I'LL CHECKETH BACK
WITH THEE IN 6 HOURS.

6 HOURS?!

CAN'T WE JUST GET EGGS
LIKE THE REST OF THE WORLD...

OFF THE INTERNET?

FINE! I'LL DO IT
THE ANCIENT WAY.

DOES THE NEW LAIR
REALLY NEED TO BE

AT THE BOTTOM
OF THE SEA?

YES! FOR, THE BOTTOM
OF THE SEA IS...

THE PERFECT LOCATION
FOR MY NEW DOOM RAY.

YEAH, YEAH, AND YET,
STILL NO CLUE

WHAT IT'S GONNA DO?

NO.

BUT WE'RE GOING TO
NEED A SPACE FOR IT

JUST THE SAME.

DR. DRAKKEN, SOMETHING
IS STUCK IN THE TUBE.

HAVE ALL OF THE HENCHMEN
BEEN ACCOUNTED FOR?

AFFIRMATIVE, SIR.

HMM. THIS IS
AN ACTUAL DILEMMA THEN.

REVERSE THE FLOW.

WAIT, NO!
NOT IN HERE!

[GROANING]

[KIM GRUNTING]

[NERVOUS CHUCKLE]

GET OFF OF ME!
SHOO! SHOO!

GET AWAY!

[CLUCKING]

[METAL CLANGING]

OH, MAN, COME ON!
NOT MORE POINTS!

I... I MEAN,
CONCERN IT!

[HUMMING]

UH, RON, WHAT
ARE YOU DOING?

WATCHING TV.

IT'S A MONDAY NIGHT
TRADITION IN MY FAMILY.

ACTUALLY, IT'S
AN EVERY NIGHT TRADITION

IN MY FAMILY.

BUT YOU'RE NOT
SUPPOSED TO BE...

THAT'S NOT TV.
IT'S FIREFLIES.

BUP BUP BUP.
GOT TO SEE HOW
THE CAR CHASE ENDS.

I CAN TALK DURING
THE COMMERCIAL,
THANK YOU.

OK.

WHERE'S RON?
DON'T ASK.

SO, I'M JUST
IN TIME FOR...

BARKIN, SR.,
IS REGALING US

WITH TALES OF THE TOWN'S
STEELY RESOLVE.

AYE! FOR 300 YEARS,
THIS COMMUNITY

HAST FOUGHT TO
PRESERVE OUR WAY
OF LIFE...

BE IT RESISTING
THE MIGHTY HAND OF
MODERN TECHNOLOGY

OR FENDING OFF
THE GREEDY LIKES
OF PIRATES...

DID SOMEONE SAY
PIRATES?

I THOUGHT YOU WERE
WATCHING TV IN A JAR.

EH, IT WAS
ALL RERUNS.
RERUNS? PEW!

WE WOULDN'T HAVE
OUR FEATHERY FRIEND REMY HERE

WERE IT NOT FOR
OUR TOWN'S TRIUMPH

OVER THE RUTHLESS
BLACK-EYE BROWN BACK IN 1725.

WE SUNK HIS SHIP,
CLAIMED HIS SWORD,

AND HIS LOYAL
PARROT ROGER.
JOLLY ROGER?

NAY! HE WAS
A CRANKY BIRD

UNTIL HE SETTLED DOWN
TO SIRE A FINE BROOD.

SO REMY IS DESCENDED FROM
BLACK-EYE'S PARROT ROGER?

FIFTH GENERATION,
'TIS HE.

REMY'S FAMOUS.
BIG STAR. ARRCK!

THAT MUST HAVE BEEN
SO COOL TO, YOU KNOW,

TO FIGHT OFF
THE BAD GUYS AND SAVE
AN ENTIRE TOWN!

UH, RON, WE DO IT
ON A DAILY BASIS.

I'M PUTTING THIS
FOUL-UP IN EACH OF
YOUR PUBLIC RECORDS!

UH, DR. "D."

JUST AS SOON AS I OPEN
MY NEW TREASURE CHEST.

♪ OH, SHEGO, TREASURE ♪
AND IT'S ALL MINE!

DO YOU SEE THAT
SKULL AND CROSSBONES?

IT DOESN'T EXACTLY SAY,
"OPEN ME."

YEAH, WHEN HAVE
I EVER CARED ABOUT

WARNING LABELS,
SHEGO?

YOU GOT ME THERE.

AH-HA!

[COUGHING]

GOLD, SHEGO!

WE MUST CELEBRATE!

BRING ROUND THE CURED
PORK AND RUM! YAAR!

OK, THAT WAS WRONG.

AYE, BUT 'TIS FEELING
SO RIGHT.

YAAR!

HMM?

[METAL CLANKING]

TOP O' THE MORNIN',
MR. BARKIN.

GOOD DAY, GOOD DAY,
STOPPABLE.

'TWOULD SEEM YOU'VE
GAINED THE UPPER
HAND AT SMITHIN'.

OH, JUST TRYING TO
EARN BACK SOME POINTS.

ARRCK! CHEATER!
NO HELP ALLOWED.

MISSED ME! ARRCK!

OK, FIRE! FIRE!

WE'RE GONNA NEED
SOME...

WATER.

THANK YOU.
HA HA HA HA!
ARRCK!

DNT, RON.

NO, I WASN'T...
I WAS JUST SORT OF...

OK, I WAS.
DON'T SAY ANYTHING.

I WON'T.

YOU CAN'T SPARE
THE POINTS.

WHAT'S IN THE DISH?

I MADE BUTTER!

HEY, COOL!
LOOK AT THAT!

THERE'S ALMOST ENOUGH
FOR A CRACKER!

WHERE'S THE REST?

THIS IS THE REST.

[GRUNTING]

BONNIE, OUT OF
THE POULTRY BIZ?

CREATIVE DIFFERENCES.

FIRED, EH?

SPEAKING OF FIRES,
HOW GOES THE BLACKSMITHING?

ACCIDENT!
NOT MY FAULT!

CAREFUL, BONNIE.
YOU KNOW WHAT

THEY DO TO WITCHES
IN THIS TOWN.

[GASP]

[HORSE WHINNIES]

[BURRING]

WELL, THERE'S
SOMETHING YOU DON'T
SEE EVERY DAY.

WADE ON A HORSE.

YOU KNOW, I BET
IT'S NOT REAL.

PROBABLY A ROBO HORSE
HE BUILT IN HIS ROOM
OR SOMETHING.

HEY, WADE.
'SSUP, KIM?

I TRACKED YOUR LOCATION
WHEN YOU DIDN'T ANSWER
THE COMMUNICATOR.

SORRY. CONFISCATED.
I FIGURED.

THEY'RE SERIOUS
ABOUT HISTORICAL
ACCURACY HERE.

AH-HA! THE CONTROL
PANEL. AAH!

OR NOT.
[GROANS]

DRAKKEN'S GOT
A NEW LAB.

NOT COOL.
AN UNDERSEA LAB.

WELL, I MEAN,
IT'S SORTA COOL.

MM!
YOU KNOW, IN A WE'RE
GONNA DESTROY THAT

KIND OF WAY.

SPANKIN', WADE.

BUT NOT EXACTLY 18th CENTURY.

GOTTA SAVE
THE WORLD, KIM.

OH, YOU JUST WANT
TO WATCH SATELLITE TV.

ARRCK! BUSTED!

HA HA!
SPANKIN' YACHT

AGAINST THE RULES.
ARRCK!

OOH, REMY!

AND NO ONE'S GONNA

SQUAWK ABOUT THIS,
EITHER.

DRAKKEN'S LAIR
SHOULD BE RIGHT
BENEATH US.

RUFUS?
GUARD THE YACHT.

AND THE PRISONER.

AYE-AYE!

OK, DR. "D,"
I FOUND A BUYER FOR
THE TREASURE CHEST,

BUT HE WON'T PAY
FOR SHIPPING.

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

SELL ME TREASURE?

YE BEST BE STICKIN'
TO THE CODE, SHEGO.

YEAH, AND WHAT
"CODE" IS THAT,

THE OUTDATED
LOOK CODE?

SO? I FEEL
COMPELLED TO LET OUT
MY INNER PIRATE!

I THOUGHT THE RETRO
LOOK WAS IN.

BUT UNDERSEA LABS
ARE OUT.
KIM POSSIBLE!

AVAST, SHEGO!

CAPTURE THESE
SCURVY DOGS AT ONCE.

SCURVY DOGS?

IT HAS A CERTAIN
OFFENSIVENESS TO IT.

YAH!

YA KNOW, I WOULDN'T.

YOU MIGHT BREAK
A GLASS WINDOW...

AND LET IN THE OCEAN!

THEY HAVE A POINT.

OHH!

A VERY SHARP POINT.

I PROMISED RON
HE COULD DO IT.

SHEGO, TO
THE ESCAPE CRAFT.

AND SAVE MY BOOTY.

IF I HAD A DOUBLOON
FOR EVERY TIME
I'VE DONE THAT...

[SNORING]

BLACK-EYE, ARRCK!

AYE, SET THE MAIN
SAIL, WENCH.

OK, FIRST OF ALL, WE
DON'T HAVE ANY SAILS.

SECOND OF ALL,
CALL ME WENCH AGAIN,

AND WE'LL BE PLANNING
A BURIAL AT SEA!

YAAR! ARGGH.

Kim: THANKS, RUFUS.

UH, RUFUS,
WHERE'S THE PRISONER?

HMM?

UH-OH.

HEAVE TO, SHEGO!

OK, IF YOU DON'T
QUIT BARKING

THAT STUPID
GIBBERISH AT ME...

HEAVE TO...
STOP THE SHIP.

ARRCK!

ARRCK!

HEY! ONE BIRD BRAIN
ORDERING ME AROUND
IS ENOUGH.

YAAR!

STICK TO THE CODE,
SHEGO.

YEAH, I DON'T KNOW
WHAT THAT MEANS,

AND YOU KNOW WHAT?
THE PIRATE BIT.

IT'S GETTING OLD.

EVER SINCE YOU OPENED
THAT STUPID TREASURE
CHEST...

ARRCK!
TREASURE CHEST.
BLACK-EYE'S BACK.

WHO'S BLACK-EYE?

BLACK-EYE BROWN.
ARRCK!

"BLACK-EYE BROWN.
RUTHLESS PIRATE GUY."

BLUBBEDY BLAH BLAH.

"MAGICAL SILVER CUTLASS,

"STILL IN THE TOWN
LIGHTHOUSE?

HUH, VOWED REVENGE
FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE."

ARRGGH!

SO IF DRAKKEN IS
POSSESSED BY

THE SPIRIT OF THIS
BLACK-EYE GUY,

THEN HE PROBABLY
WANTS US TO GO...

TO THE LIGHTHOUSE,
SHEGO!

ME MAGICAL SWORD AWAITS.
WITH ITS POWER IN ME GRIP,

VICTORY WILL BE OURS!

AYE-AYE, CAP'N.

ARRCK! VICTORY!

DID YOU NOTICE HOW
DRAKKEN'S BECOME
SORT OF PIRATEY?

MIDLIFE CRISIS, K.P.

SOME GUYS BUY SPORTS CARS,
OTHERS TURN PIRATE.

IT HAPPENS.
RUFUS, MORE BUBBLAGE.

♪ AHH, AHH, AHH ♪

OH, NOW WE'RE SENIOR
TRIPPIN'. BOO-YAH!

[GASP]

OH, COME ON!
NOT MORE POINTS.

I DON'T HAVE
THAT MANY LEFT.

FRET NOT,
YOUNG STOPPABLE.

I CAN DEDUCT POINTS
FROM THY OTHER CLASSES.

TROUBLE IN
THE LIGHTHOUSE, MAYOR.

A FUNNY-LOOKING
BLUE PIRATE AND HIS
GREEN WENCH!

DRAKKEN AND SHEGO.

THE SILVER CUTLASS.

STOP, THIEVES,
BY ORDER OF THE CONSTABLE!

LET ME GUESS: YOU?

MARK ME WORDS, MATES!
I'LL BE BACK.

WE HAVE A DATE
WITH DESTINY, SAYS I.

THE SPIRIT OF
BLACK-EYE BROWN.

HE VOWED
TO RETURN ONE DAY.

AND CONQUER
OUR FAIR TOWN.

ME HEARTIES!
THE TIME HAS COME!

YOU KNOW, YOU'VE BEEN
CALLING FOR THOSE

HEARTIES OF YOURS
FOR AN HOUR NOW.

I THINK THAT SWORD
HAS SEEN BETTER DAYS.

HOLD YOUR TONGUE!

YOU'RE RUINING
ME BIG MOMENT!

[THUNDER]

HUH?

AHOY, CAP'N.

THEN AGAIN,
METHINKS MESELF WRONG.

WELCOME HOME,
CAP'N BLACK-EYE BROWN.

MAKE SAIL, SCULLY!

TODAY WE CONQUER
PORT MYSTIC COVE HAVEN!

PIRATES!
WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!

[SCREAMING]

MARGIE,
GRAB THE KIDS.

WE'RE FLEEING TO
OUR CONDO IN BOCA.

SO MUCH FOR
HISTORICAL ACCURACY.

AYE.

FIRE!

YOU KNOW, THIS
WHOLE POSSESSED

PIRATE THING HAS
TURNED YOU

INTO ONE
DANGEROUS DUDE.

IT'S A REFRESHING
CHANGE OF PACE.

UH, RON...

NO WAY, K.P.
I'VE ALREADY SAILED.

I'M GOING HIGH-TECH
LUXURY ALL THE WAY.
[CANON FIRE]

AAH!

LIKE I SAID, KIM,
IF WE'RE GONNA
SAVE THIS TOWN,

WE'RE GONNA DO IT
THEIR WAY.

JUST AS SOON AS WE LEARN
HOW TO DRIVE IT.

PERHAPS AN OLD SALT
MIGHT BE OF ASSIST?

ACTUALLY, WHAT WE NEED
IS SOMEONE TO CAPTAIN
THIS BAD BOY.

WE... OH, RIGHT.

CAPTAIN BARKIN,
I PRESUME.

AYE, BUT ONE
CAPTAIN ALONE DOES
NOT A CREW MAKE.

WOULD THOU BE
WILLING TO SAIL
UNDER MY COMMAND?

SIR, WE HAVE AN ACCORD.

[HORSE WHINNYING]

TADA!

WAY TO GO, RUFUS!

WEIGH ANCHOR.
HOIST THE MAIN SAIL.

READY THE RUDDER.

AYE-AYE, CAPTAIN.
HA HA!

OK, LIKE,
WHAT'S A RUDDER?

ALL HANDS, LASSIES,
QUICKLY!

HE'S SO NOT TALKING
TO US, RIGHT?

YEP. I THINK HE WAS
TALKING TO US.

FINE. FIGHT
THE BIG, BAD PIRATE.

I'LL BE WAITING
ON THE LIDO DECK.

THIS ISN'T
A CRUISE SHIP, BONNIE.

WHOO!

WHOA!

THAT GIRL NEEDS
A COSTUME CHANGE.

DATED BUT DOABLE.

HARD TO STARBOARD,
MR. STOPPABLE.

YE OTHER STARBOARD!

THANKS FOR BUCKLING
THE SWASH, MONIQUE.

'TIS MY PLEASURE.

RIGHT RUDDER, STOPPABLE.

WHAT?

RIGHT RUDDER!

WHITE OTTER? WHERE?

LET ME OFF THIS THING.

YAH!

WELL, YO-HO, YO-HO.

[GRUNTING]

AYE. YE THINK
YOU'RE ALL THAT, LASS.

BUT NAY, 'TIS NOT SO!

[GRUNTING]

YEAH, AND THE PIRATE'S LIFE?
SO NOT FOR YOU.

'TIS THE END OF ME OLD
MORTAL ENEMY, SAYS I.

THAT HONOR GOES
TO ME, BLACKBEARD.

ERR, 'TIS MUTINOUS.

YAAR! BLACK-EYE
NOT BLACKBEARD!

ENOUGH OF
YOUR INTERFERING.

THROW HER INTO
THE STOCKADE, ME HEARTIES!

NOW JUST
A SWASHBUCKLING
MINUTE, ME BUCKOS.

WHAT? WHAT YOU...? OH!

NOW, THAT ONE,
ATTACK!

THERE BE NO ONE
TO SAVE YE NOW.

[CANON FIRE]

[SPLASH]

KIM IS SO GONNA
PAY FOR THIS.

WHOA!

EH! WHOA! AAH!

FARE THEE WELL,
KIM POSSIBLE.

KIM!

WHAT? ME LOYAL
SIDEKICK.

NICE ONE, REMY.
I KNEW YOU WEREN'T
A TRAITOR.

ARRCK! REMY'S
A PARROT NOT A PIRATE.

ARRCK!

GOOD. SHEGO, GIVE ME
THE SWORD.

AFTER THROWING ME
IN THE STOCKADE?

YEAH, THAT'D BE A NAY!

I'M CAPTAIN NOW!

AAH!
AAH!

[GASP]

YE... THEE TO GET THEM,
ME HARDLARIES.

OK...

GUESS WE'RE BACK
TO THIS.

EH, EH,
WHAT HAPPENED?

HAVE I TAKEN OVER
THE WORLD?

SOMEHOW I THOUGHT
IT'D BE DRIER.

COME ON, YOU SLOB.

[EXPLOSION]

ARRCK!

Rufus: WHOA! WHOA!

CAN WE PLEASE
DOCK THIS THING?

NO PROBLEM, BONNIE.

I SENSE A CHANGE
IN THE WIND.

BOO-YAH!

HUH? HA HA!

YE KNOW
WHAT I MEAN.

AND FOR THY BRAVERY
IN AUTHENTIC BATTLE TACTICS,

I HEREBY AWARDETH
EACH OF YE AN "A."

YES!
WHERE'S RON?

I'M NOT SURE, BUT
I'VE GOT A HUNCH.

LITTLE HELP. SOMEBODY!

YOU HAD TO "T" IT,
DIDN'T YA, RON?

UM, WELL, OK, YES!

I HAD TO TRY ON
THE COOL SUIT OF ARMOR!

'TIS NOT A SUIT
OF ARMOR, LAD.

PIRATES WORE IT
FOR THEIR HANGING.

GET ME OUT!
CONCERN IT!