Teen Titans Go! (2013–…): Season 2, Episode 14 - Sandwich Thief - full transcript
Someone has stolen Robin's perfect sandwich, and he's on the hunt to find it.
2x14 - "Sandwich Thief"
Play one of the best new FPS shooters,
search Steam for PROJECT WARLOCK
T-e-e-n-t-i-t-a-n-s.
3-5-10-6-0.
Code accepted.
Retinal scan.
Retina accepted.
Enter rhythm code.
Perfect.
Welcome, Robin.
Nooo!
Alright, where is it?
Which one of you took it?
Tell me now.
Dude, what are you talking about?
- Where is my sandwich?
- Uh.
- I do not know.
- And I do not care.
Yeah, bro. I know you're serious about
your legendary sandwiches, But come on!
It wasn't just
legendary, it was perfect.
For years, I've worked to
improve my sandwich making skills.
I traveled the world to learn
masters of sandwich construction.
But I wasn't satisfied.
Every bite I took
was haunted by the knowledge
that I could do better.
Until one night, it came to me.
The perfect sandwich.
After three days of work
in the lab, I had it.
Perfection on two slices of
bread, which were also perfect.
All that was left was to
crisp it in the refrigerator.
However, when I returned,
it was gone.
Well, that's the longest story about
making a sandwich I
ever had to sit through.
Nobody's leaving this room until
I get to the bottom of this.
- Uh, bye.
- We're out.
Do not worry, Robin.
I am sure you will find
your missing lunch meal.
Oh, I will.
What? Hey, are you
hacking into my data logs?
This is an invasion of privacy.
Sounds like you have
something to hide. Now, let's
see where you really were
when my sandwich was stolen.
Ooh-hoo!
Mm. Mm!
Are these padded?
My butt looks so good in these tights.
Looks like you have an alibi.
Do we need to talk?
Hello.
Robin, is that you?
Yes.
You are hooked up to
my patent pending lie
detector machine.
So I'll know if you're lying.
Now, did you steal my sandwich?
I did not.
I was doing the handstands.
And before that I had the
toasts from France for breakfast.
And before that I was asleep
and before that I read the book.
And before that I
brushed each of my tooths.
Yeah, okay, okay. I've heard enough.
One last question.
Do you love me?
Yes?
- Did you just lie to me?
- Yes.
I did not wish to hurt the feelings.
I see.
Could you learn to love me?
- No.
- Very well.
- Is there any circumstance where...
- No.
Thank you for your time.
Are you sure?
Do not eat that taco!
You'll contaminate a
possible crime scene.
Crime scene? What are
you talking about, dude?
- Inside you're tummy.
- I didn't eat your sandwich, dude.
- I'm a vegetarian.
- Or are you?
Raven, transport me
into Beast Boy's stomach.
Okay.
Aw, maybe I should
have shrunk him first.
No sign of the sandwich in there.
Dude, come on!
Going inside Beast Boy,
injecting Starfire,
hacking my very sensitive files.
I don't even know what you did to Raven.
- He asked, I said no.
- Really, that's all?
You must release yourself of
this sandwich obsession, Robin.
- Let it go, dude.
- No way! Never letting
things go is what makes
me a good crime fighter.
Oh, come on, man.
You gotta let some things go.
Like what are you going to do
when Starfire marries some dude?
Plans have been made.
Now, let's see.
The thief was smart,
agile, well-trained.
So that eliminates all of you.
I got it!
It's so obvious.
There's only one person
that could have gotten past my defenses.
Me!
You ate of the sandwich?
Not me now, future me.
It's so clear.
I never got over the taste
of that perfect sandwich.
I was so haunted by it
that I traveled back
in time to eat it again
- before I ever ate it in the first place.
- Robin has left the tower.
- Seriously, man, let it go.
- Never! To the time machine!
Huh? Where'd
you get a time machine?
There I am.
Let's get me.
- You guys coming?
- Nah, we're just gonna hang here.
Honey, I'm home.
I'm just kidding.
I live alone.
- Where is it?
- Whoa, young me.
- How's it going?
- Don't play dumb. Just remember.
Anything I do to my body now
affects yours in the future.
- Now talk.
- Huh?
Okay, then we'll do it the hard way.
You feel that, future self?
Uh, I guess I remember it hurting.
Oh yeah?
How about this?
How about that?
Oh, yeah.
That totally stung.
Robin, stop!
You are injuring yourself
over the sandwich.
Oh, the perfect sandwich.
That's what this is all about.
Yeah, I was super bummed
when that vanished.
- But you learn to let things go.
- Now, I know you're lying.
I would never let anything go.
Besides, I don't need your confession.
You're me and I know me.
There's only one place I'd put it.
The sandwich is in your refrigerator.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on.
Let's not go crazy here.
- See, no sandwich.
- Just sadness.
No! That's impossible.
So long, weirdo.
Ah!
It is nice to have visitors.
- Man, I'm bored.
- Argh, I know.
Oh, lets prank call our future selves.
Yeah.
Hello, is this Cyborg?
I was wondering if your
refrigerator is running.
Then you better catch it.
Booyah!
My turn, my turn, my turn!
Hi.
Is Beast Boy there?
He did?
How?
Really?
Well, um, I'm sorry to hear that.
Dude, are you okay?
That was a bad idea.
We still on the sandwich thing?
- Yeah.
- I got it!
Old me did steal the sandwich,
but then the sandwich...
Grew legs and walked away?
Legs? No, stay with me,
Cyborg that's ridiculous.
- It floated away.
- Of course it did, Robin.
We should call the doctor.
- To the teleporter!
- We don't have a teleporter.
Oh, where are we now?
I made that sandwich,
uh, a little too perfect.
So perfect that when old me
didn't eat it immediately,
it evolved into a
super-intelligence and traveled
into space to learn about
the nature of the universe.
Robin, perhaps it is
time to simply let it go.
Let it go.
Never!
Sandwich, where are you?
I am sorry your sandwich went missing,
but it's definitely not
here on some alien planet...
Welcome, travelers.
It is I, the Perfect Sandwich.
After future Robin stole me,
I escaped from his
one-bedroom apartment
and came here to ponder the universe.
Huh, I told you.
And through meditation,
I have realized life's greatest secret.
Oh, tell us please.
That the sandwich is
the supreme form of life
and all others must be destroyed.
Goodbye.
Titans, go!
Nothing can destroy
the Perfect Sandwich.
Nothing except the mouth of its creator.
- What are you waiting for?
- For you to say it.
Say what?
That I was right. You
should never let things go.
- Fine, in some situations...
- Nope, never.
You were right, Robin, and you
should never let the things go.
Thank you.
Perfect.
Play one of the best new FPS shooters,
search Steam for PROJECT WARLOCK
T-e-e-n-t-i-t-a-n-s.
3-5-10-6-0.
Code accepted.
Retinal scan.
Retina accepted.
Enter rhythm code.
Perfect.
Welcome, Robin.
Nooo!
Alright, where is it?
Which one of you took it?
Tell me now.
Dude, what are you talking about?
- Where is my sandwich?
- Uh.
- I do not know.
- And I do not care.
Yeah, bro. I know you're serious about
your legendary sandwiches, But come on!
It wasn't just
legendary, it was perfect.
For years, I've worked to
improve my sandwich making skills.
I traveled the world to learn
masters of sandwich construction.
But I wasn't satisfied.
Every bite I took
was haunted by the knowledge
that I could do better.
Until one night, it came to me.
The perfect sandwich.
After three days of work
in the lab, I had it.
Perfection on two slices of
bread, which were also perfect.
All that was left was to
crisp it in the refrigerator.
However, when I returned,
it was gone.
Well, that's the longest story about
making a sandwich I
ever had to sit through.
Nobody's leaving this room until
I get to the bottom of this.
- Uh, bye.
- We're out.
Do not worry, Robin.
I am sure you will find
your missing lunch meal.
Oh, I will.
What? Hey, are you
hacking into my data logs?
This is an invasion of privacy.
Sounds like you have
something to hide. Now, let's
see where you really were
when my sandwich was stolen.
Ooh-hoo!
Mm. Mm!
Are these padded?
My butt looks so good in these tights.
Looks like you have an alibi.
Do we need to talk?
Hello.
Robin, is that you?
Yes.
You are hooked up to
my patent pending lie
detector machine.
So I'll know if you're lying.
Now, did you steal my sandwich?
I did not.
I was doing the handstands.
And before that I had the
toasts from France for breakfast.
And before that I was asleep
and before that I read the book.
And before that I
brushed each of my tooths.
Yeah, okay, okay. I've heard enough.
One last question.
Do you love me?
Yes?
- Did you just lie to me?
- Yes.
I did not wish to hurt the feelings.
I see.
Could you learn to love me?
- No.
- Very well.
- Is there any circumstance where...
- No.
Thank you for your time.
Are you sure?
Do not eat that taco!
You'll contaminate a
possible crime scene.
Crime scene? What are
you talking about, dude?
- Inside you're tummy.
- I didn't eat your sandwich, dude.
- I'm a vegetarian.
- Or are you?
Raven, transport me
into Beast Boy's stomach.
Okay.
Aw, maybe I should
have shrunk him first.
No sign of the sandwich in there.
Dude, come on!
Going inside Beast Boy,
injecting Starfire,
hacking my very sensitive files.
I don't even know what you did to Raven.
- He asked, I said no.
- Really, that's all?
You must release yourself of
this sandwich obsession, Robin.
- Let it go, dude.
- No way! Never letting
things go is what makes
me a good crime fighter.
Oh, come on, man.
You gotta let some things go.
Like what are you going to do
when Starfire marries some dude?
Plans have been made.
Now, let's see.
The thief was smart,
agile, well-trained.
So that eliminates all of you.
I got it!
It's so obvious.
There's only one person
that could have gotten past my defenses.
Me!
You ate of the sandwich?
Not me now, future me.
It's so clear.
I never got over the taste
of that perfect sandwich.
I was so haunted by it
that I traveled back
in time to eat it again
- before I ever ate it in the first place.
- Robin has left the tower.
- Seriously, man, let it go.
- Never! To the time machine!
Huh? Where'd
you get a time machine?
There I am.
Let's get me.
- You guys coming?
- Nah, we're just gonna hang here.
Honey, I'm home.
I'm just kidding.
I live alone.
- Where is it?
- Whoa, young me.
- How's it going?
- Don't play dumb. Just remember.
Anything I do to my body now
affects yours in the future.
- Now talk.
- Huh?
Okay, then we'll do it the hard way.
You feel that, future self?
Uh, I guess I remember it hurting.
Oh yeah?
How about this?
How about that?
Oh, yeah.
That totally stung.
Robin, stop!
You are injuring yourself
over the sandwich.
Oh, the perfect sandwich.
That's what this is all about.
Yeah, I was super bummed
when that vanished.
- But you learn to let things go.
- Now, I know you're lying.
I would never let anything go.
Besides, I don't need your confession.
You're me and I know me.
There's only one place I'd put it.
The sandwich is in your refrigerator.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hold on.
Let's not go crazy here.
- See, no sandwich.
- Just sadness.
No! That's impossible.
So long, weirdo.
Ah!
It is nice to have visitors.
- Man, I'm bored.
- Argh, I know.
Oh, lets prank call our future selves.
Yeah.
Hello, is this Cyborg?
I was wondering if your
refrigerator is running.
Then you better catch it.
Booyah!
My turn, my turn, my turn!
Hi.
Is Beast Boy there?
He did?
How?
Really?
Well, um, I'm sorry to hear that.
Dude, are you okay?
That was a bad idea.
We still on the sandwich thing?
- Yeah.
- I got it!
Old me did steal the sandwich,
but then the sandwich...
Grew legs and walked away?
Legs? No, stay with me,
Cyborg that's ridiculous.
- It floated away.
- Of course it did, Robin.
We should call the doctor.
- To the teleporter!
- We don't have a teleporter.
Oh, where are we now?
I made that sandwich,
uh, a little too perfect.
So perfect that when old me
didn't eat it immediately,
it evolved into a
super-intelligence and traveled
into space to learn about
the nature of the universe.
Robin, perhaps it is
time to simply let it go.
Let it go.
Never!
Sandwich, where are you?
I am sorry your sandwich went missing,
but it's definitely not
here on some alien planet...
Welcome, travelers.
It is I, the Perfect Sandwich.
After future Robin stole me,
I escaped from his
one-bedroom apartment
and came here to ponder the universe.
Huh, I told you.
And through meditation,
I have realized life's greatest secret.
Oh, tell us please.
That the sandwich is
the supreme form of life
and all others must be destroyed.
Goodbye.
Titans, go!
Nothing can destroy
the Perfect Sandwich.
Nothing except the mouth of its creator.
- What are you waiting for?
- For you to say it.
Say what?
That I was right. You
should never let things go.
- Fine, in some situations...
- Nope, never.
You were right, Robin, and you
should never let the things go.
Thank you.
Perfect.