Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja (2012–2015): Season 1, Episode 10 - Dawn of the Driscoll - full transcript
¶ Go, ninja! ¶
[Randy] I was chosen
to protect my school
from the forces of evil.
I am the ninja.
I am Randy Cunningham.
¶ Smoke bomb ¶
[video game bleeping]
Yes! A corpsicle
in the wood chipper
- almost puts me in the lead.
- Oh, that's adorable.
You've got your little
hopes up thinking
you're going to beat me.
- Oh!
- Oh no!
Your Zucker Zombie attack.
That looks really hard.
- Want me to play for you?
- Knock it off, Cunningham.
- Knock what off?
- You always try
to get in my head,
and make me choke.
Well, not today.
Not with my
signature move:
taunt with
offensive gesture,
befuddle with unnecessary
backflip, and kapow!
Helicopter kick!
And that's
how you do it.
Aw, great job.
Except you missed one.
- Sneak up corpse!
- [screams]
No!
No! No! No!
There can be only one
Future Time Radioactive
Zombie Punch champion,
and I am that one.
Hey, walk with me,
my friend.
Let us gaze upon
my many high scoring
accomplishments
here at the Gamehole.
Stupid Hole of Fame.
Howard, poor sportsmanship
is not a good color on you.
I call rematch.
What would be the point?
There are no games left
for me to beat you at.
Sounds like you boys
could use yourselves
a fresh game.
We just plugged in
a brand new title!
Skipow!
You, me, that game, now.
Are you sure, Howard?
I mean, that's a lot
of losing in one day.
We're doing this!
Viceroy, I demand
you tell me where
we're going.
- I demand it!
- Excuse me for trying
to spice up our
latest plan to
destroy the ninja.
Behold!
Jack Hammer.
Why isn't he
wearing a shirt?
Jack is the
most sophisticated
ninja luring, trapping,
capturing robot
I've ever created.
Excellent!
Get on with it!
Lure, trap, capture!
One teeny, tiny problemo.
Oh, here it comes.
As it turns out,
Jack's engineering
is so brilliantly complex
even I am unable
to control it.
You made a robot
no one can control?!
I didn't say
"No one can control it."
It takes someone
with superior hand-eye
coordination,
and an insatiable
thirst for destruction.
Qualities only found
in a teenage gamer.
It's got laser mapped,
photorealistic, multi-plane
rendering of Norrisville.
You win by destroying
every building in town!
- Oh! I call school!
- Hey, look! Green nachos!
- Huh?
- [laughing]
That's it!
You mess with my head,
you jump the queue,
and now you bring nachos
into your trickery?
You sir, have gone too far.
What the juice?
Hey Howard,
what should I do
for my next wall pic?
What do you think?
Bed head? Gonna sneeze?
No, no, no.
Monkey face.
[Jack Hammer]
Let's pound this town!
- [screaming]
- Hey Howard, check it out.
Time to take out the trash...
...truck.
Say goodbye to
Charlie Clucker's.
You leave the Bucket
out of this.
[rooster crowing]
- [gasps]
- Oops.
Cunningham,
when I get in there,
oh, I'm going to
beat you so bad,
you'll make
roadkill look cute.
If you get in here.
You should snack up,
I'm going to be awhile.
Oh! It may cost extra
for the wax spray
but you're worth it.
Huh? Oh! Come on!
It never fails.
You want a robot to
destroy your car?
Go get it washed.
When's this plan
gonna start working?
'Cause right now the
only thing getting killed,
is my priceless
McFist-A-Wax!
Patience, Hannibal.
Jack is pro-destroy,
the ninja is anti-destroy.
When the ninja shows up
to stop my robot,
he'll find his
ninja sword is no match
for Jack's Hammer.
[giggles]
[chuckles]
[groans] He just destroyed
the McWork-A-Plant...
and the McEat-A-Plant!
And the McFlex-A-Plex!
[game music playing]
Oh god...
Mr. Greg, there's a killer
robot destroying the town!
Permission to cower
in your Gamehole, sir.
Attention Holers,
there is a rampaging
robot loose in the city.
For your safety,
we ask that you remain
at Greg's Gamehole.
- [gasps]
- While you're
trapped here,
why not pay a visit
to Greg's Foodhole?
It's hole-icious! Skipow!
Uh-oh, a rampaging robot.
That sure sounds like
a job for the ninja!
Howard, even if
I quit right now,
you'll still
never beat me.
But just in case,
I'll do this!
[grunts]
837,000! Good luck
beating that, homie!
Oh, you have
outshoed yourself,
my arrogant friend...
...And you will pay.
OK, Jack!
Let's earn us
some points.
[Jack] Let's pound this town!
I told you the ninja
wouldn't show.
Smoke bomb!
- I told you he would.
- I told you!
Wait a sec, wait a sec.
Jack Hammer's real?
What the juice?
Oh, this game has a ninja?
Oh, I am going to
enjoy kicking your butt.
I have to stop Howard.
Call Howard.
[phone] Calling Mom...
No! How does that...
No, call Howard! Howard!
- [phone rings]
- Hello?
Oh, hey there,
I was just about
to punch you.
- Virtually speaking.
- No Howard, you're
literally punching me.
Jack Hammer
isn't a video game.
He's a real robot and
he's beating up the city.
Oh gosh, I guess
I should stop, huh?
Yes, great, thank you.
Are you kidding?
You are not getting into
my head with that weak sauce.
I'm only half a mill
away from your
high score, buddy,
and there is nothing
you can say to stop me.
Oh, and one other thing?
- Boop.
- What?
- Call Howard!
- [phone] Calling Howard.
[farting sound]
- [Howard] Leave a message.
- [groans]
All right, Howard.
You wanna play?
Let's play.
Ninja Chain-Chuku!
[yelling]
That was so Bruce!
I give myself
1000 ninja points!
That's right. I'm going to
lay down my signature move.
First I taunt...
Wow, that was an
offensive gesture.
Then I befuddle...
Backflip seemed
a bit unnecessary.
Helicopter kick!
- [yelling]
- [cat yowling]
Howard's signature move!
How'd I miss that?
Well, hey there, blinky light.
What is it that you do?
Uh, what just happened?
[alarm buzzing]
- We did it?
- We did it!
[Jack] Ninja consumed!
Jack Hammer unlocked!
Ninja Glow Balls!
OK, this is bad.
Really bad.
OK, NinjaNomicon,
surely I'm not the
first ninja to ever
get trapped in a
giant robot stomach.
Could use a
little help here.
Actually, a lot of help!
Whoa!
[Randy] "A ninja must know
when winning is losing...
and losing is winning."
Kind of hoping for something
a little more immediate here.
Like, I don't know,
the exit's through
the backdoor.
Oh! A backdoor!
I love you Nomicon.
I'm going out the butt!
[clanking, farts]
[groans]
[sighs]
- Did he just...
- I believe he did.
The ninja's getting away!
Get him!
[panting]
[phone rings]
[Howard] Oh, hey buddy.
Just wanted to let you know
I'm 2,000 points away
from beating your score.
What's up with you?
[yells]
Howard, you have
to listen to me!
I'm not lying,
this is all real!
You have to make
the robot stop!
There you go,
doing it again.
Trying to get in my head
and make me choke.
Oh Cunningham,
desperation is not
a good color on you.
[Randy] "A ninja must know
when winning is losing...
...and losing is winning!"
If I want the
robot to lose,
I have to let Howard win!
All right, Howard.
You want the high score?
Come and get...
Is that all you got?
Is that it? Ah, gee!
[Howard] I did it.
I beat you, Cunningham!
I did it...
I'm so proud of me.
I'm so proud...
Cunningham, I did it.
I am so much
better than you.
Congrats, buddy.
Now I just need you
to do one more thing.
- [barking]
- [groans] Take me home.
Well, you'd better
get used to seeing
my picture.
We destroyed the game,
so it looks like my face
is going to be
up there permanently.
It's too bad your
eyes are closed.
[groans]
You know what?
Don't care.
All that matters
is I beat you hard!
Yes, you did.
You sure did.
'Cause I let you.
Oh, it is so on.
You, me, name the game
and I will take you down!
[game music plays]
[Slimovitz] Morning Carp!
DJ Slimo in da booth.
Taken on Spirit Day!
A full day of celebrating
Norrisville High's
exceptional exceptionalism.
Howard, we should be
in there getting our
AM rave on,
but someone overfilled
the spirit fountain.
Yeah, who knew a
paper mache carp
spewing 800 gallons
of blue and yellow goop
could go so wrong, so fast.
Listen up, we need
to come back from this
bigger, stronger,
more school spirity.
I say we pose like
idiots in the background
of every Spirit Day
photo in the yearbook.
[both] Photo bomb!
[Howard] I'll do
startled Bigfoot.
[Randy] I'm totally
going invisible sandwich.
This is going to
be the cheese!
We can't go
anywhere till we
clean up this mess.
Mop or scraper?
I could
mop-slash-scrape
or you could PJ up and
get your ninja-scrub on!
The ninja fights
a lot of things,
but stains ain't
one of them.
[Slimovitz] Attention,
we will be taking
the Spirit Rave
yearbook photo
in two minutes.
Fine, Howard,
I'll do it.
Oh, come on, you know you...
Wait, you will?
Ya...
ru...
zo!
[grunts] And done!
- Yeah, you missed a spot.
- [groans]
Mm-hm.
Huh? [grunts]
Time to get serious.
[yelling]
Whew, I thought
I broke something.
- Ah, ninja?
- Hm?
Destruction of
school property?
Oh, you can't photo bomb
Spirit Day from detention.
I've run the numbers,
it's impossible.
I'll fix it,
I'll fix it.
Little glue, little marker,
Slimovitz will never know.
Just put your
finger on it in case
somebody walks in.
- I'll be right back.
- Hurry!
My finger's
starting to cramp.
Ow! What the juice?
Yeah, well,
that's a blister.
Hm? [yells out]
[farts]
Why did I
just do that?
We're in luck!
Still got some glue left
from when we patched
that hole to the
girls locker room.
[Slimovitz] Everybody
line up for our first
Spirit Day yearbook photo!
Howard,
no staring.
Patching.
[Slimovitz]
Three, two, one.
Lactose-free cheddar!
- [cheering]
- I will treasure that.
Oh, we missed it!
Howard, you got
to step it up.
We've only got
half the day left to
own that yearbook page.
At the next photo
you do nose picker,
I call old-timey boxer.
Hey, why're my
hands upside down?
You'll see...
My neck feels
a little shnasty.
[groans] Ow.
No, no...
this is not happening!
[coughing]
OK, gang, just
because your smart
doesn't mean you
can't show spirit.
Photo time.
Let's get the card
catalogue in this one.
[groaning]
Cunningham?
I was just in
the bathroom,
and I found something
really weird growing
out of my body.
Not weird,
that's natural.
The health teacher
said that would happen.
Now come on!
Photo! Bomb! Us! Now!
- [squawks]
- No squawking
in the library.
Uh, Howard?
What was that?
I have no idea.
I just... [squawks]
Seriously?
I will eject you from
this temple of knowledge.
I have that power.
Sorry. He's sorry.
Howard!
He has that power.
I didn't do it
on purpose.
I just...
[squawks]
Oh, that's positively
teeming with spirit!
That's going straight
to the yearbook.
OK, plan-wise?
That was kind
of a bummer.
Where can we improve?
I don't know, I'm thinking
less squawking? Howard?
[clucking]
Cut it out!
I'm starting to think
you're not serious
about photo bombing.
[clucks] I...
can't... help it!
You'd better help it!
Now, come on, cafeteria!
Spirit Rodeo, let's bomb!
It's Uncle Clive
all over again!
[clucking]
Ignore him.
We're not letting
Uncle Clive ruin
another Thanksgiving.
Now eat your turkey leg!
[kids cheering]
[clucking]
Stop acting like a bird!
Ow! [clucks]
- Hey Howard.
- [crows]
Ah! I'm Clive-ing out!
[gasps]
[country music plays]
- [yelling]
- OK, Howard.
When Slimovitz
gives the word,
we drop trou, run in
and bomb that photo.
Undies blazin'!
Hm? Now where is he?
Howard! What the juice?
Howdy partners.
Mosey on over to the...
Howard!
- [music playing]
- [kids cheering]
What is wrong with you?
There's a bonfire
out there just begging
to be photo bombed,
and you got us stuck
in detention.
I'm trying to make
some memories...
- [clucking]
- [gasps]
...missing the last event
of the day 'cause you're
being such a wonk?
I don't feel so good.
Yeah, Howard,
that's guilt.
Whoa...
What's with the eyes?
[squawking]
Whoa! Get back here!
Nobody marches
till I say so!
Did you see me wave
my marching stick?
Hm? NinjaNomicon?
Oh, thanks so much
for showing up.
Maybe you know why
my BFF suddenly turned
into Johnny Squawksalot.
[Randy] Centuries ago,
a great battle was fought
between the ninja
and an evil bird
demon, the Tengu.
The demon was too strong
to defeat until the ninja
found the source of
the Tengu's great power.
The demon feathers
infused the ninja suit
with mysterious power.
Upon defeating the Tengu,
the ninja imprisoned it
in a sacred stone.
It can only be released
by the hand of ninja!
The Tengu and the ninja
are forever linked.
Their strengths are shared.
I cracked the stone
and released the Tengu.
I'm the reason
Howard got possessed!
But how do I defeat a demon
that's inside my best friend?
- [screaming]
- [crowing]
[squawking]
Serpentine, Herby!
Serpentine!
Well, what do you know?
He didn't destroy my car.
Smoke bomb!
Hey! Drop the car,
bird thingy...
Ee-yah!
Not cool, bird thingy!
Not cool.
Howard, you come down here!
Ninja Kick!
I'm sorry, Howard.
Are you OK?
[yelling]
Ninja Dive!
Howard, it's not your fault!
[squawking]
I don't want to fight you,
you're my best friend!
But, you're also a bird demon.
- [squawks]
- So you see my
problem, right?
Ninja Scarf Throw!
[groaning]
[squawking]
"The Tengu and the ninja
are forever linked.
Their strengths
are shared."
Let's hope their
weaknesses are too.
- Ow!
- [squawking]
What hurts me...
hurts him!
- [squawking]
- Sorry to do this
to you, buddy.
Ninja Dead Leg! Ow!
[grunts]
I promise, this hurts me
as much as it hurts you.
- Ninja Whack!
- [screeching]
OK, this one's for you, pal.
Ninja Self Wedgie!
- [screams]
- [shrieks]
- Howard, talk to me.
- Ninja? Did we photo bomb?
- [groans]
- Not even close, buddy.
Huh?
Howard!
If the suit and Tengu
are linked, I have to...
[gasps]
Uh, I really hope
I'm right about this.
[screeching]
[grunts] Oh...
Did you just give up
being the ninja to save me?
When I broke that
stone in the school,
I might have accidentally
released an ancient bird
demon which possessed you.
So, you're saying
this whole thing
was all your fault?
- I guess it was.
- I knew it!
Also, thanks.
Whoa!
[yells out, gasps]
This is the Brucest thing
in the history of Bruce!
[music plays]
Everyone, due to
an unscheduled
monster attack,
we were unable to take
the bonfire yearbook photo.
Please line up
so we can record this
moment for posterity.
Hey, you thinking
what I'm thinking?
- Startled Bigfoot.
- Invisible sandwich.
[rock music plays]
¶ I'm still the cheese ¶
¶ I'm still the cheese ¶
¶ I'm still the cheese ¶
¶ Yeah ¶¶
Chirp.
[Randy] I was chosen
to protect my school
from the forces of evil.
I am the ninja.
I am Randy Cunningham.
¶ Smoke bomb ¶
[video game bleeping]
Yes! A corpsicle
in the wood chipper
- almost puts me in the lead.
- Oh, that's adorable.
You've got your little
hopes up thinking
you're going to beat me.
- Oh!
- Oh no!
Your Zucker Zombie attack.
That looks really hard.
- Want me to play for you?
- Knock it off, Cunningham.
- Knock what off?
- You always try
to get in my head,
and make me choke.
Well, not today.
Not with my
signature move:
taunt with
offensive gesture,
befuddle with unnecessary
backflip, and kapow!
Helicopter kick!
And that's
how you do it.
Aw, great job.
Except you missed one.
- Sneak up corpse!
- [screams]
No!
No! No! No!
There can be only one
Future Time Radioactive
Zombie Punch champion,
and I am that one.
Hey, walk with me,
my friend.
Let us gaze upon
my many high scoring
accomplishments
here at the Gamehole.
Stupid Hole of Fame.
Howard, poor sportsmanship
is not a good color on you.
I call rematch.
What would be the point?
There are no games left
for me to beat you at.
Sounds like you boys
could use yourselves
a fresh game.
We just plugged in
a brand new title!
Skipow!
You, me, that game, now.
Are you sure, Howard?
I mean, that's a lot
of losing in one day.
We're doing this!
Viceroy, I demand
you tell me where
we're going.
- I demand it!
- Excuse me for trying
to spice up our
latest plan to
destroy the ninja.
Behold!
Jack Hammer.
Why isn't he
wearing a shirt?
Jack is the
most sophisticated
ninja luring, trapping,
capturing robot
I've ever created.
Excellent!
Get on with it!
Lure, trap, capture!
One teeny, tiny problemo.
Oh, here it comes.
As it turns out,
Jack's engineering
is so brilliantly complex
even I am unable
to control it.
You made a robot
no one can control?!
I didn't say
"No one can control it."
It takes someone
with superior hand-eye
coordination,
and an insatiable
thirst for destruction.
Qualities only found
in a teenage gamer.
It's got laser mapped,
photorealistic, multi-plane
rendering of Norrisville.
You win by destroying
every building in town!
- Oh! I call school!
- Hey, look! Green nachos!
- Huh?
- [laughing]
That's it!
You mess with my head,
you jump the queue,
and now you bring nachos
into your trickery?
You sir, have gone too far.
What the juice?
Hey Howard,
what should I do
for my next wall pic?
What do you think?
Bed head? Gonna sneeze?
No, no, no.
Monkey face.
[Jack Hammer]
Let's pound this town!
- [screaming]
- Hey Howard, check it out.
Time to take out the trash...
...truck.
Say goodbye to
Charlie Clucker's.
You leave the Bucket
out of this.
[rooster crowing]
- [gasps]
- Oops.
Cunningham,
when I get in there,
oh, I'm going to
beat you so bad,
you'll make
roadkill look cute.
If you get in here.
You should snack up,
I'm going to be awhile.
Oh! It may cost extra
for the wax spray
but you're worth it.
Huh? Oh! Come on!
It never fails.
You want a robot to
destroy your car?
Go get it washed.
When's this plan
gonna start working?
'Cause right now the
only thing getting killed,
is my priceless
McFist-A-Wax!
Patience, Hannibal.
Jack is pro-destroy,
the ninja is anti-destroy.
When the ninja shows up
to stop my robot,
he'll find his
ninja sword is no match
for Jack's Hammer.
[giggles]
[chuckles]
[groans] He just destroyed
the McWork-A-Plant...
and the McEat-A-Plant!
And the McFlex-A-Plex!
[game music playing]
Oh god...
Mr. Greg, there's a killer
robot destroying the town!
Permission to cower
in your Gamehole, sir.
Attention Holers,
there is a rampaging
robot loose in the city.
For your safety,
we ask that you remain
at Greg's Gamehole.
- [gasps]
- While you're
trapped here,
why not pay a visit
to Greg's Foodhole?
It's hole-icious! Skipow!
Uh-oh, a rampaging robot.
That sure sounds like
a job for the ninja!
Howard, even if
I quit right now,
you'll still
never beat me.
But just in case,
I'll do this!
[grunts]
837,000! Good luck
beating that, homie!
Oh, you have
outshoed yourself,
my arrogant friend...
...And you will pay.
OK, Jack!
Let's earn us
some points.
[Jack] Let's pound this town!
I told you the ninja
wouldn't show.
Smoke bomb!
- I told you he would.
- I told you!
Wait a sec, wait a sec.
Jack Hammer's real?
What the juice?
Oh, this game has a ninja?
Oh, I am going to
enjoy kicking your butt.
I have to stop Howard.
Call Howard.
[phone] Calling Mom...
No! How does that...
No, call Howard! Howard!
- [phone rings]
- Hello?
Oh, hey there,
I was just about
to punch you.
- Virtually speaking.
- No Howard, you're
literally punching me.
Jack Hammer
isn't a video game.
He's a real robot and
he's beating up the city.
Oh gosh, I guess
I should stop, huh?
Yes, great, thank you.
Are you kidding?
You are not getting into
my head with that weak sauce.
I'm only half a mill
away from your
high score, buddy,
and there is nothing
you can say to stop me.
Oh, and one other thing?
- Boop.
- What?
- Call Howard!
- [phone] Calling Howard.
[farting sound]
- [Howard] Leave a message.
- [groans]
All right, Howard.
You wanna play?
Let's play.
Ninja Chain-Chuku!
[yelling]
That was so Bruce!
I give myself
1000 ninja points!
That's right. I'm going to
lay down my signature move.
First I taunt...
Wow, that was an
offensive gesture.
Then I befuddle...
Backflip seemed
a bit unnecessary.
Helicopter kick!
- [yelling]
- [cat yowling]
Howard's signature move!
How'd I miss that?
Well, hey there, blinky light.
What is it that you do?
Uh, what just happened?
[alarm buzzing]
- We did it?
- We did it!
[Jack] Ninja consumed!
Jack Hammer unlocked!
Ninja Glow Balls!
OK, this is bad.
Really bad.
OK, NinjaNomicon,
surely I'm not the
first ninja to ever
get trapped in a
giant robot stomach.
Could use a
little help here.
Actually, a lot of help!
Whoa!
[Randy] "A ninja must know
when winning is losing...
and losing is winning."
Kind of hoping for something
a little more immediate here.
Like, I don't know,
the exit's through
the backdoor.
Oh! A backdoor!
I love you Nomicon.
I'm going out the butt!
[clanking, farts]
[groans]
[sighs]
- Did he just...
- I believe he did.
The ninja's getting away!
Get him!
[panting]
[phone rings]
[Howard] Oh, hey buddy.
Just wanted to let you know
I'm 2,000 points away
from beating your score.
What's up with you?
[yells]
Howard, you have
to listen to me!
I'm not lying,
this is all real!
You have to make
the robot stop!
There you go,
doing it again.
Trying to get in my head
and make me choke.
Oh Cunningham,
desperation is not
a good color on you.
[Randy] "A ninja must know
when winning is losing...
...and losing is winning!"
If I want the
robot to lose,
I have to let Howard win!
All right, Howard.
You want the high score?
Come and get...
Is that all you got?
Is that it? Ah, gee!
[Howard] I did it.
I beat you, Cunningham!
I did it...
I'm so proud of me.
I'm so proud...
Cunningham, I did it.
I am so much
better than you.
Congrats, buddy.
Now I just need you
to do one more thing.
- [barking]
- [groans] Take me home.
Well, you'd better
get used to seeing
my picture.
We destroyed the game,
so it looks like my face
is going to be
up there permanently.
It's too bad your
eyes are closed.
[groans]
You know what?
Don't care.
All that matters
is I beat you hard!
Yes, you did.
You sure did.
'Cause I let you.
Oh, it is so on.
You, me, name the game
and I will take you down!
[game music plays]
[Slimovitz] Morning Carp!
DJ Slimo in da booth.
Taken on Spirit Day!
A full day of celebrating
Norrisville High's
exceptional exceptionalism.
Howard, we should be
in there getting our
AM rave on,
but someone overfilled
the spirit fountain.
Yeah, who knew a
paper mache carp
spewing 800 gallons
of blue and yellow goop
could go so wrong, so fast.
Listen up, we need
to come back from this
bigger, stronger,
more school spirity.
I say we pose like
idiots in the background
of every Spirit Day
photo in the yearbook.
[both] Photo bomb!
[Howard] I'll do
startled Bigfoot.
[Randy] I'm totally
going invisible sandwich.
This is going to
be the cheese!
We can't go
anywhere till we
clean up this mess.
Mop or scraper?
I could
mop-slash-scrape
or you could PJ up and
get your ninja-scrub on!
The ninja fights
a lot of things,
but stains ain't
one of them.
[Slimovitz] Attention,
we will be taking
the Spirit Rave
yearbook photo
in two minutes.
Fine, Howard,
I'll do it.
Oh, come on, you know you...
Wait, you will?
Ya...
ru...
zo!
[grunts] And done!
- Yeah, you missed a spot.
- [groans]
Mm-hm.
Huh? [grunts]
Time to get serious.
[yelling]
Whew, I thought
I broke something.
- Ah, ninja?
- Hm?
Destruction of
school property?
Oh, you can't photo bomb
Spirit Day from detention.
I've run the numbers,
it's impossible.
I'll fix it,
I'll fix it.
Little glue, little marker,
Slimovitz will never know.
Just put your
finger on it in case
somebody walks in.
- I'll be right back.
- Hurry!
My finger's
starting to cramp.
Ow! What the juice?
Yeah, well,
that's a blister.
Hm? [yells out]
[farts]
Why did I
just do that?
We're in luck!
Still got some glue left
from when we patched
that hole to the
girls locker room.
[Slimovitz] Everybody
line up for our first
Spirit Day yearbook photo!
Howard,
no staring.
Patching.
[Slimovitz]
Three, two, one.
Lactose-free cheddar!
- [cheering]
- I will treasure that.
Oh, we missed it!
Howard, you got
to step it up.
We've only got
half the day left to
own that yearbook page.
At the next photo
you do nose picker,
I call old-timey boxer.
Hey, why're my
hands upside down?
You'll see...
My neck feels
a little shnasty.
[groans] Ow.
No, no...
this is not happening!
[coughing]
OK, gang, just
because your smart
doesn't mean you
can't show spirit.
Photo time.
Let's get the card
catalogue in this one.
[groaning]
Cunningham?
I was just in
the bathroom,
and I found something
really weird growing
out of my body.
Not weird,
that's natural.
The health teacher
said that would happen.
Now come on!
Photo! Bomb! Us! Now!
- [squawks]
- No squawking
in the library.
Uh, Howard?
What was that?
I have no idea.
I just... [squawks]
Seriously?
I will eject you from
this temple of knowledge.
I have that power.
Sorry. He's sorry.
Howard!
He has that power.
I didn't do it
on purpose.
I just...
[squawks]
Oh, that's positively
teeming with spirit!
That's going straight
to the yearbook.
OK, plan-wise?
That was kind
of a bummer.
Where can we improve?
I don't know, I'm thinking
less squawking? Howard?
[clucking]
Cut it out!
I'm starting to think
you're not serious
about photo bombing.
[clucks] I...
can't... help it!
You'd better help it!
Now, come on, cafeteria!
Spirit Rodeo, let's bomb!
It's Uncle Clive
all over again!
[clucking]
Ignore him.
We're not letting
Uncle Clive ruin
another Thanksgiving.
Now eat your turkey leg!
[kids cheering]
[clucking]
Stop acting like a bird!
Ow! [clucks]
- Hey Howard.
- [crows]
Ah! I'm Clive-ing out!
[gasps]
[country music plays]
- [yelling]
- OK, Howard.
When Slimovitz
gives the word,
we drop trou, run in
and bomb that photo.
Undies blazin'!
Hm? Now where is he?
Howard! What the juice?
Howdy partners.
Mosey on over to the...
Howard!
- [music playing]
- [kids cheering]
What is wrong with you?
There's a bonfire
out there just begging
to be photo bombed,
and you got us stuck
in detention.
I'm trying to make
some memories...
- [clucking]
- [gasps]
...missing the last event
of the day 'cause you're
being such a wonk?
I don't feel so good.
Yeah, Howard,
that's guilt.
Whoa...
What's with the eyes?
[squawking]
Whoa! Get back here!
Nobody marches
till I say so!
Did you see me wave
my marching stick?
Hm? NinjaNomicon?
Oh, thanks so much
for showing up.
Maybe you know why
my BFF suddenly turned
into Johnny Squawksalot.
[Randy] Centuries ago,
a great battle was fought
between the ninja
and an evil bird
demon, the Tengu.
The demon was too strong
to defeat until the ninja
found the source of
the Tengu's great power.
The demon feathers
infused the ninja suit
with mysterious power.
Upon defeating the Tengu,
the ninja imprisoned it
in a sacred stone.
It can only be released
by the hand of ninja!
The Tengu and the ninja
are forever linked.
Their strengths are shared.
I cracked the stone
and released the Tengu.
I'm the reason
Howard got possessed!
But how do I defeat a demon
that's inside my best friend?
- [screaming]
- [crowing]
[squawking]
Serpentine, Herby!
Serpentine!
Well, what do you know?
He didn't destroy my car.
Smoke bomb!
Hey! Drop the car,
bird thingy...
Ee-yah!
Not cool, bird thingy!
Not cool.
Howard, you come down here!
Ninja Kick!
I'm sorry, Howard.
Are you OK?
[yelling]
Ninja Dive!
Howard, it's not your fault!
[squawking]
I don't want to fight you,
you're my best friend!
But, you're also a bird demon.
- [squawks]
- So you see my
problem, right?
Ninja Scarf Throw!
[groaning]
[squawking]
"The Tengu and the ninja
are forever linked.
Their strengths
are shared."
Let's hope their
weaknesses are too.
- Ow!
- [squawking]
What hurts me...
hurts him!
- [squawking]
- Sorry to do this
to you, buddy.
Ninja Dead Leg! Ow!
[grunts]
I promise, this hurts me
as much as it hurts you.
- Ninja Whack!
- [screeching]
OK, this one's for you, pal.
Ninja Self Wedgie!
- [screams]
- [shrieks]
- Howard, talk to me.
- Ninja? Did we photo bomb?
- [groans]
- Not even close, buddy.
Huh?
Howard!
If the suit and Tengu
are linked, I have to...
[gasps]
Uh, I really hope
I'm right about this.
[screeching]
[grunts] Oh...
Did you just give up
being the ninja to save me?
When I broke that
stone in the school,
I might have accidentally
released an ancient bird
demon which possessed you.
So, you're saying
this whole thing
was all your fault?
- I guess it was.
- I knew it!
Also, thanks.
Whoa!
[yells out, gasps]
This is the Brucest thing
in the history of Bruce!
[music plays]
Everyone, due to
an unscheduled
monster attack,
we were unable to take
the bonfire yearbook photo.
Please line up
so we can record this
moment for posterity.
Hey, you thinking
what I'm thinking?
- Startled Bigfoot.
- Invisible sandwich.
[rock music plays]
¶ I'm still the cheese ¶
¶ I'm still the cheese ¶
¶ I'm still the cheese ¶
¶ Yeah ¶¶
Chirp.