The Angry Beavers (1997–2001): Season 2, Episode 1 - Same Time Last Week/Beaver Fever - full transcript
Dag discovers annoying your brother isn't much fun when Norb "bops him into last week" and Dag is forced to retrace his errant steps over and over again with painful results.
( lively dance music playing )
[Captioning sponsored by THE
U.S. DEPARTMENT OF EDUCATION
and NICKELODEON]
♪ A-A-A-ANGRY BEAVERS ♪
♪ BEAVERS. ♪
( rhythmic banging,
squeaking and dinging... )
♪ IN THE DAY,
HE BITES DOWN TREES ♪
♪ AND CHEWS AWAY THE BARK ♪
♪ BUT HE REALLY STARTS
TO WORK IT ♪
♪ AFTER IT GETS DARK ♪
♪ HE'S GOT THE BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ BEAVER FEVER, OH, YEAH, OOH. ♪
( music continues... )
YEAH, YEAH... EE!
YEE!
OOH! UM! OOH!
DOT, DOT, DOT!
EE!
Norbert:
GET OFF ME, YOU SPOOT-HEAD!
( Daggett gibbering )
IT'S YOUR SPOOTY
DRUM MACHINE'S FAULT
YOU BIG,
DUMB DOPEY DOPE!
( grunting and growling )
BOYS, BOYS, BOYS.
NO TIME FOR THUMB WRESTLING.
TED BROWMAN, I.E., ME
IS ABOUT TO MAKE YOU
DISCO STARS.
DISCO STARS?!
DISCO
STARS?!
( disco band playing
"Beaver Fever"... )
GREAT NEWS, BOYS.
THE BARK ALBUM
JUST WENT PLATINUM
AND TED BROWMAN, I.E., ME,
IS PUTTING YOU ON DISCO-RAMA!
( both gasp )
( audience cheering... )
STAND BY
FOR DISCO-RAMA.
HERE WE GO IN FIVE,
FOUR, THREE, TWO...
( "Beaver Fever" playing... )
Daggett:
SHAKE IT DOWN, Y'ALL!
HEH, HEH, HEH!
NEE... HEH!
♪ IN THE DAY... UH-HUH ♪
♪ HE BITS DOWN TREES ♪
♪ THAT'S RIGHT! ♪
♪ CHEWS AWAY... HA! ♪
♪ THE BARK... PFF, HA! ♪
♪ BUT HE REALLY STARTS...
UH-HUH! ♪
♪ TO WORK IT...
THAT'S IT, BABY... GOOD GOD ♪
♪ AFTER IT GETS DARK ♪
♪ GET DOWN, Y'ALL! ♪
♪ HE'S GOT THE BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ BEAVER FEVER! ♪
♪ GOOD GOD! ♪
♪ YEAH! ♪
♪ WELL ♪
♪ BEA-BEA-BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ NOW ♪
♪ HELP ME! ♪
( wheezing )
♪ BEAVER OVER HERE ♪
( rumbling... )
♪ BEAVER OVER THERE ♪
♪ BEAVER OVER HERE ♪
♪ BEAVER EVERYWHERE. ♪
TAKE IT, DAGGETT!
♪ DON'T NEED NO SONG... WELL ♪
♪ DON'T NEED NO AX...
OOH, LOOK ♪
♪ DON'T EVEN NEED A CLEAVER ♪
♪ WELL, WELL,
WELL, WELL, WELL ♪
♪ 'CAUSE HE'S
A WOOD-CHOPPING RODENT ♪
♪ SAY WHAT? ♪
♪ THAT'S GOT ♪
♪ THE BEA...
BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ YEAH, YEAH,
BEA-BEA-BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ HIT ME! ♪
♪ OH, YEAH! ♪
♪ WHOA, OH ♪
♪ BEA-BEA-BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ GOOD GOD, Y'ALL ♪
♪ WHOA, YEAH ♪
♪ HELP ME, HELP ME! ♪
PUT SOME STANK ON IT,
DAGGETT.
♪ HA! OH! ♪
♪ WELL, WELL, WELL... ♪
( audience cheering... )
( scratching )
EH.. EH...
( scratching )
TED BROWMAN
I.E., ME, HAS THE RATINGS, LADS.
IT'S OFFICIAL.
YOU'RE THE BIGGEST THING
SINCE SLICED BREAD.
HA!
WHA...?!
( reporters shouting questions )
WHY ARE YOU HOLDING THIS PRESS
CONFERENCE IN YOUR JAMMIES?
TO PROTEST
THE MAN'S OPPRESSIVE RULES.
CAN YOU DIG IT?
WE'LL STAY IN OUR JAMMIES
ALL MORNING
IF WE FEEL LIKE IT.
YEAH... WE'RE BIGGER
THAN SLICED BREAD.
( all gasp )
EE... EE...
DID I SAY SOMETHING WRONG?
OUR LEAD STORY:
DAGGETT'S STUPID STATEMENT
ANGERS SLICED BREAD LOVERS
EVERYWHERE.
THE BEAVERS' FUTURE IN JEOPARDY.
Daggett:
I, I, DIDN'T MEAN
WE WERE BIGGER
THAN SLICED BREAD.
I ONLY MEANT WE WERE LARGER
THAN A SLICE OF BREAD.
SEE?
( laughs nervously )
( angry shouting fades )
( people muttering ):
OH.... LET'S GO HOME.
People:
OOH!... AH!... OH!
Ow!... Ooh!... Ow!
WELL, SPOOT-HEAD
YOU ALMOST WRECKED IT
AND DENIED THE WORLD
ALL MY TALENT.
( gibbering )
PARDON MOY.
YOUR TALENT?
I'M THE ONE WITH THE TALENT.
"BEAVER FEVER"
IS MY SONG.
YOU JUST THOUGHT UP
SOME DOPEY WORDS.
"BEAVER FEVER" IS MY SONG.
YOU JUST CAME UP
WITH A SPOOTY TUNE.
IT'S MY SONG.
IT'S MY SONG!
IT'S MY SONG!
MY SONG!
MY SONG!
MY SONG.
IT BE MY SONG.
WELL, WHOEVER CAME UP WITH IT
BETTER GET BUSY.
IT'S TIME
FOR YOUR NEXT DISCO HIT.
AND, GUYS, JUST BECAUSE
MOST DISCO ACTS
NEVER HAVE ANOTHER HIT
IS NO CAUSE FOR CONCERN.
( phone ringing )
EXCUSE ME.
THERE'S A RINGING IN MY HEAD.
Reporter:
BEAVER WATCH, DAY TWO-ONEst.
THE EYES OF THE WORLD
ARE ON THE DAM
WAITING FOR THE BEAVERS'
NEXT DISCO HIT.
( laughs )
NO PRESSURE, GUYS.
( laughs )
NONE AT ALL.
( plucking sitar notes )
HEY, LAWYERLY GUY.
ASK SPOOT-HEAD IF HE'S
THOUGHT OF ANYTHING YET.
MR. DAGGETT WANTS TO
KNOW IF MR. NORBERT'S
COME UP
WITH ANYTHING YET.
I'LL ASK.
( chanting )
MR. DAGGETT
WANTS TO KNOW
IF YOU'VE COME UP
WITH ANYTHING YET.
TELL BARKUS BREATHUS NO.
BUT I SUPPOSE
I'LL HAVE TO
SINCE HE'S A NO-TALENT,
LOSERLY, SPOOT-FACED
DUMB GUY.
NEE...
WHO ARE YOU CALLING
A NO-TALENT, LOSERLY
SPOOT-FACED
DUMB GUY, YOU...
YOU.
EE! YOU'RE LUCKY I'M
NOT TALKING TO YOU.
YOU! I'M TIRED
OF CARRYING YOU!
( laughs )
( laughing )
I'M STARTING MY
O-SOLO-MIO CAREER.
OH, YEAH, WELL,
O-SOLO AM I!
( slapping and whimpering )
Deep voice:
THE PUBLIC HAS LISTENED
TO "BEAVER FEVER" LONG ENOUGH.
OH... IT'S MR. MAN,
OWNER OF BIG HIT RECORDS.
YOU'RE GIVING TO
GIVE THEM MORE...
OR ELSE.
ACCORDING TO YOUR CONTRACTS
IF THE BEAVERS DON'T GIVE ME
ANOTHER DISCO HIT...
I GET ALL YOUR
HORROR FILM VIDEOS
AND YOUR JAMMIES
WITH THE FOOTIES.
( gibbering )
GIVE THE PUBLIC
WHAT THEY WANT.
THAT'S WHAT I'VE
ALWAYS SAID.
IF THEY WANT MORE,
WE'LL GIVE THEM MORE.
MORE, MORE,
MORE, MORE...
THAT'S IT!
WE'LL GIVE THEM... MORE.
YOU'RE A GEEN-YUS!
I AM?
WHAT DO YOU SAY, BROTHER?
DO WE WORK TOGETHER?
YOU GOT IT, HERMANO!
( crowd cheering )
Norbert:
CIT-EYE-ZENS!
YOUR SALIVATION IS AT HAND!
( crowd cheering )
♪ IN THE DAY ♪
♪ UH-HUH! ♪
♪ HE BITES DOWN TREES ♪
♪ CHEWS AWAY THE BARK ♪
♪ BUT HE REALLY STARTS...
UH-HUH ♪
♪ TO WORK IT...
THAT'S IT, BABY! ♪
♪ AFTER IT... GET DOWN, Y'ALL! ♪
♪ GETS DARK ♪
♪ HE'S GOT THE BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ MORE BEAVER FEVER. ♪
( ricochet, wind blowing,
Norbert whimpers )
HEY, BOYS, IT'S OFFICIAL.
YOU'RE HAS-BEENS NOW.
AND TED BROWMAN, I.E., ME,
CAN'T BE SEE AROUND HAS-BEENS.
BYE-BYE.
CIAO.
GEH.
EE... ( muttering )
WHO NEEDS
BEING BIG STARS
WITH EVERYONE
DOING EVERYTHING
YOU TELL THEM?
ME.
WE'RE BROTHERS AGAIN
AND THAT'S BETTER
THAN FAME AND MONEY
AND... STUFF...
ANY DAY.
( weakly ):
MM-HMM...
Barry the Bear:
IT'S A LITTLE THING
I CALL, "OH, BABY."
♪ WHEN I LOOK AT YOU ♪
♪ YOU KNOW, BABY,
WHEN I LOOK AT YOU ♪
♪ I SEE YOU WITH BOTH MY EYES ♪
( crowd murmuring )
♪ AND, BABY, WHEN I TOUCH YOU ♪
♪ I FEEL LIKE I FEEL SOMETHING ♪
♪ OH... ♪
♪ OH, BABY ♪
♪ OH, BABY ♪
( women screaming )
♪ OH, BABY ♪
♪ BABY ♪
♪ BABY ♪
♪ OH, BABY ♪
♪ OH, BABY ♪
♪ BABY ♪
♪ OH... BABY ♪
♪ OH, BABY. ♪
BARRY!
HEY, BUD, WE'RE
GOING TO BE A STAR!
Barry:
OH, BABY.
Both:
HEY...
MAYBE HE NEEDS
A PARTNER.
HEY, WAIT A MINUTE.
WHAT WAS THAT WHOLE
BROTHER RAP FOR?
HEY, I'M GOING
SOLO-MIO...
( snoring )
( alarm clock ringing )
YEE! AH!
OH, AWAKE.
TIME TO ANNOY MY BROTHER.
LET'S SEE.
SUNDAY, RUBBED HIM THE WRONG
WAY, MONDAY, TRIPPED HIM.
TUESDAY, WEDNESDAY,
THURSDAY, FRIDAY
ANNOYED HIM A BUNCH
OF OTHER WAYS.
AND TODAY... ( laughing )
"BOP YOUR BROTHER
TILL HE BLEATS." KOOKY!
IT'S A GOOD THING I GOT THIS
365 WAYS AND DAYS TO
COMPLETELY, TOTALLY AND FULLY
ANNOY YOUR BROTHER CALENDAR.
I COULD NEVER THINK OF THIS MANY
WAYS TO ANNOY MY BROTHER
ON MY OWN.
If I could only go
back in time, Marsha
I would stop that radioactive
squirrel from biting our son
and turning him into...
Don't say it, Tom!
But go ahead.
An indestructible
radioactive monster squirrel.
Look out! He's throwing
his nut at us.
Quick, Tom, what is
your super secret plan
we've all been waiting for
all this time up until now?
Oh, fear, the monster is coming.
Oh, my!
YEAH, TOM, WHAT'S
YOUR SUPER SECRET PLAN?
It is simple.
All I have to do is...
EE... BOP!
EE... OH!
( laughing )
YOU MADE ME MISS
THE END OF MY MOVIE!
BOP.
I GOT UP AT 5:00 A.M.
TO WATCH IT.
BOP.
NOW I'LL NEVER KNOW
HOW THEY DESTROYED
THE INDESTRUCTIBLE
RADIOACTIVE MONSTER SQUIRREL.
BOP, BOP...
( laughing )
AM I BUGGING YOU?
BOP.
ARE YOU ANNOYED?
BOP. HOO-HOO-HOO.
HOW YOU LIKE THAT? BOP.
YOU'VE BEEN BUGGING
AND BOPPING...
BOP.
AND BOOGING ME ALL WEEK,
TIMBER BREATH.
IF YOU DON'T STOP
I'M GOING TO BOP YOU
INTO LAST WEEK!
OOH...
( snickers )
BOP, BOP.
( laughing )
YOU ASKED FOR IT
DAGGIE-OH!
EH?
WHOA...!
( clinking )
( muffled :
WOVABOGA, THAT'S MAJOR ACHINESS.
OOH-AH... ( panting )
( wind blowing )
( alarm clock
ringing backwards )
LET'S SEE.
SUNDAY?
AGAIN?
HE REALLY DID BOP ME
INTO LAST WEEK!
HEY--
RELISHING THE OPPORTUNITY--
THAT MEANS I'VE GOT
ANOTHER SUPER COOL FUN CHANCE
TO BUG NORBIE ALL WEEK!
LET'S SEE... "SUNDAY:
RUB BROTHER THE WRONG WAY."
EH, SECOND TIME THE CHARM.
( laughing )
S... NAZZY.
HEY, MR. JAZZBO,
YOU ARE SO SHARP
YOU MUST HAVE SLEPT
IN THE KNIFE BOX LAST NIGHT.
( laughing )
WHOA... BONA FIDE.
EE.
EE-HEH-HEH-HEH!
( laughing )
"MONDAY: TRIP YOUR BROTHER."
AGAIN.
WELL, IF I MUST.
YOU ARE SOME ARCHEOLOGIST,
STUMP.
WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT WE'D FIND
THE LOST CITY OF ATLANTIS
BURIED IN OUR BACKYARD?!
LET'S EXPLORE.
YEE!
( crash )
( laughing... )
Norbert:
YEE!
( crash )
( Daggett laughing )
( gargling )
Norbert:
YEE!
( glass breaking )
( Daggett laughing )
( Norbert gagging )
Norbert:
DAG, THIS IS BEGINNING
TO GET A LITTLE...
YEE!
( Daggett laughing )
( horse whinnying )
Norbert:
YOU'RE NOT GOING TO GET ME
THIS TI...
YEE!
( Daggett laughing )
( thumping, toilet flushing )
( alarm clock rings )
LET'S SEE.
( laughing )
SATURDAY AGAIN.
"BOP YOUR BROTHER
TILL HE BLEATS."
( laughing )
THE BEST PART IS,
THIS TIME, I KNOW WHEN TO DUCK!
YOU'VE BEEN BUGGING
AND BOPPING...
BOP.
AND BOOGING ME ALL WEEK,
TIMBER BREATH.
IF YOU DON'T STOP
I'M GOING TO BOP YOU
INTO LAST WEEK!
OOH...
( snickers )
BOP, BOP.
( laughs )
YOU ASKED FOR IT,
DAGGIE-OH!
EH?
HA!
SPOOTSIE-OOTSIE.
WOVABOGA, THAT'S MAJOR ACHINESS.
( panting )
( alarm clock
ringing backwards )
LET'S SEE.
SUNDAY?! HE DID IT AGAIN!
HMM. WELL, I GUESS
I CAN STILL ANNOY NORB.
I JUST WON'T BUG HIM
ON SATURDAY.
( panting )
OH...
OKAY, THIS TIME,
I'M NOT GOING TO DO ANYTHING
WHATSOEVERY AT ALL.
I'M JUST GOING TO SIT HERE.
( crack )
MM.
( clock ticking... )
EE... EE-EE.
( insect buzzing )
EE, EE, EE, I CAN'T
TAKE IT ANYMORE!
I MUST ANNOY YOU!
Oh, fear,
the monster is coming!
EH?
OUCH.
PAINNESS.
BIG ACHE, DOT, DOT, DOT, E.T.C.
THIS ISN'T WORKING.
I HURT MY BACK DUCKING.
I TRIED DOING NOTHING.
THERE'S ONLY ONE OTHER THING
I CAN THINK OF.
BONA FIDE.
HEY, NORBIE!
BOH!
CAN I DO
ANYTHING FOR YOU
HELP YOU OUT,
GIVE YOU A HAIRCUT
SCRAPE OFF YOUR TAIL CRUST,
FLOSS YOUR EAR WAX?
NO, THANKS, DAG MAN.
YOU SURE? I'M TRYING TO BE
AS HELPFUL AS BEAVERLY POSSIBLE.
THAT'S ODD-- YOU'RE
DOING THE EXACT OPPOSITE
OF WHAT YOU NORMALLY DO.
EXACTLY. SO HOW ABOUT
JUST A LITTLE TRIM?
NO, DAG, THAT'S OKAY.
NO! WHOA, HO, HO...!
EE-EE-EE, EE...
( flushing )
( bubbling ):
DAGGETT!
OOPS.
"MONDAY: TRIP YOUR BROTHER."
NO WAY.
YOU ARE SOME ARCHEOLOGIST,
STUMP.
WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT WE'D FIND
THE LOST CITY OF ATLANTIS
BURIED IN OUR BACKYARD?!
LET'S EXPLORE.
EE, CAREFUL, NORB,
DON'T TRIP.
I WON'T, DAG, THANKS.
BUT THAT HOLE'S DEEP.
WHY DON'T YOU LET ME
FILL IT IN A BIT?
THAT WAY YOU WON'T FALL
SO FAR WHEN YOU TRIP.
DAG, I'M NOT GOING TO TRIP.
AND I DON'T THINK FILLING IN
THE HOLE IS SUCH A GOOD...
DAGGETT!
OOPS.
Norbert:
DAGGETT!
Daggett:
OOPS.
DAGGETT!
OOPS.
( gargling )
DAGGETT!
OOPS.
NO, NO... DAGGETT!
OOPS.
THIS CAN'T BE
HAPPEN...ING!
OOPS.
( gibbering )
SATURDAY!
AND NORB'S
MORE ANNOYED THAN EVER.
I AM DOOM-ED
TO LIVE THIS SAME WEEK
OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN
FOR THE REST
OF THE OVER MY OVER LIFE!
AND IT'S NOT EVEN
ANY MORE FUN ANYMORE
OVER AND OVER
AND OVER AND OVER...
( crash )
AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER...
If I could only go
back in time, Marsha
I would stop that radioactive
squirrel from biting our son
and turning him into
Don't say it, Tom!
But go ahead.
An indestructible,
radioactive monster squirrel.
GET OUT OF THE WAY.
THIS IS THE BEST PART.
( sighs )
OH, NORB, I CAN'T
TAKE IT ANYMORE.
LET'S JUST GET THIS
OVER WITH NOW.
( sighs )
BOP ME INTO LAST WEEK.
I DON'T WANT TO BOP YOU ANYWHERE
EXCEPT AWAY FROM THE TV.
NO, NORBIE, ACTUALLY YOU DO
WANT TO BOP ME.
YOU SEE,
YOU'VE BOPPED ME
EVERY WEEK FOR
THE PAST FIVE WEEKS.
DAG, I JUST WANT TO
WATCH MY MOVIE.
EE... EH?
REALLY? EH, PROMISE?
YES, I PROMISE I WON'T BOP YOU
INTO LAST WEEK
AS LONG AS YOU DON'T
RUIN MY MOVIE.
OH, NORB,
YOU'RE THE GREATEST,
BESTEST BROTHER EVER!
AND DON'T YOU WORRY.
I WON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID
TO RUIN YOUR MOVIE.
LIKE TELL YOU
ABOUT THE ENDING
WHERE THE SCIENTIST
GOES BACK IN TIME
AND KILLS THE MONSTER SQUIRREL
WITH A GIANT RADIOACTIVE ACORN.
OOH, DID I JUST
RUIN YOUR MOVIE?
OH, YEAH.
N-N-N-NOW
REMEMBER, NORB--
YOU GOT A LITTLE EAR WAX--
YOU PROMISED NOT TO BOP ME
INTO LAST WEEK.
OH, DON'T YOU WORRY, DAGGETT.
I'M NOT BOPPING YOU
INTO LAST WEEK.
EE...!
( takes deep breath )
EE...!
( gibbering )
( alarm clock ringing )
HEY, HE DIDN'T BOP ME
INTO LAST WEEK.
EE... EH?
EE.
IF I MAY BORROW A PHRASE
FROM MY BROTHER NORBERT.
HE BOPPED ME
INTO THE DAWN OF TIME!
( dinosaur squawking )
3,000,000,365 DAYS AND WAYS TO
COMPLETELY, TOTALLY AND FULLY
ANNOY YOUR BROTHER CALENDAR.
( grunting )
OH, WELL, AS SOON NORB EVOLVES
I'LL BE READY TO ANNOY HIM.
( laughing )
NORB...?
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♪ A-A-A-ANGRY BEAVERS ♪
♪ BEAVERS. ♪
( rhythmic banging,
squeaking and dinging... )
♪ IN THE DAY,
HE BITES DOWN TREES ♪
♪ AND CHEWS AWAY THE BARK ♪
♪ BUT HE REALLY STARTS
TO WORK IT ♪
♪ AFTER IT GETS DARK ♪
♪ HE'S GOT THE BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ BEAVER FEVER, OH, YEAH, OOH. ♪
( music continues... )
YEAH, YEAH... EE!
YEE!
OOH! UM! OOH!
DOT, DOT, DOT!
EE!
Norbert:
GET OFF ME, YOU SPOOT-HEAD!
( Daggett gibbering )
IT'S YOUR SPOOTY
DRUM MACHINE'S FAULT
YOU BIG,
DUMB DOPEY DOPE!
( grunting and growling )
BOYS, BOYS, BOYS.
NO TIME FOR THUMB WRESTLING.
TED BROWMAN, I.E., ME
IS ABOUT TO MAKE YOU
DISCO STARS.
DISCO STARS?!
DISCO
STARS?!
( disco band playing
"Beaver Fever"... )
GREAT NEWS, BOYS.
THE BARK ALBUM
JUST WENT PLATINUM
AND TED BROWMAN, I.E., ME,
IS PUTTING YOU ON DISCO-RAMA!
( both gasp )
( audience cheering... )
STAND BY
FOR DISCO-RAMA.
HERE WE GO IN FIVE,
FOUR, THREE, TWO...
( "Beaver Fever" playing... )
Daggett:
SHAKE IT DOWN, Y'ALL!
HEH, HEH, HEH!
NEE... HEH!
♪ IN THE DAY... UH-HUH ♪
♪ HE BITS DOWN TREES ♪
♪ THAT'S RIGHT! ♪
♪ CHEWS AWAY... HA! ♪
♪ THE BARK... PFF, HA! ♪
♪ BUT HE REALLY STARTS...
UH-HUH! ♪
♪ TO WORK IT...
THAT'S IT, BABY... GOOD GOD ♪
♪ AFTER IT GETS DARK ♪
♪ GET DOWN, Y'ALL! ♪
♪ HE'S GOT THE BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ BEAVER FEVER! ♪
♪ GOOD GOD! ♪
♪ YEAH! ♪
♪ WELL ♪
♪ BEA-BEA-BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ NOW ♪
♪ HELP ME! ♪
( wheezing )
♪ BEAVER OVER HERE ♪
( rumbling... )
♪ BEAVER OVER THERE ♪
♪ BEAVER OVER HERE ♪
♪ BEAVER EVERYWHERE. ♪
TAKE IT, DAGGETT!
♪ DON'T NEED NO SONG... WELL ♪
♪ DON'T NEED NO AX...
OOH, LOOK ♪
♪ DON'T EVEN NEED A CLEAVER ♪
♪ WELL, WELL,
WELL, WELL, WELL ♪
♪ 'CAUSE HE'S
A WOOD-CHOPPING RODENT ♪
♪ SAY WHAT? ♪
♪ THAT'S GOT ♪
♪ THE BEA...
BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ YEAH, YEAH,
BEA-BEA-BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ HIT ME! ♪
♪ OH, YEAH! ♪
♪ WHOA, OH ♪
♪ BEA-BEA-BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ GOOD GOD, Y'ALL ♪
♪ WHOA, YEAH ♪
♪ HELP ME, HELP ME! ♪
PUT SOME STANK ON IT,
DAGGETT.
♪ HA! OH! ♪
♪ WELL, WELL, WELL... ♪
( audience cheering... )
( scratching )
EH.. EH...
( scratching )
TED BROWMAN
I.E., ME, HAS THE RATINGS, LADS.
IT'S OFFICIAL.
YOU'RE THE BIGGEST THING
SINCE SLICED BREAD.
HA!
WHA...?!
( reporters shouting questions )
WHY ARE YOU HOLDING THIS PRESS
CONFERENCE IN YOUR JAMMIES?
TO PROTEST
THE MAN'S OPPRESSIVE RULES.
CAN YOU DIG IT?
WE'LL STAY IN OUR JAMMIES
ALL MORNING
IF WE FEEL LIKE IT.
YEAH... WE'RE BIGGER
THAN SLICED BREAD.
( all gasp )
EE... EE...
DID I SAY SOMETHING WRONG?
OUR LEAD STORY:
DAGGETT'S STUPID STATEMENT
ANGERS SLICED BREAD LOVERS
EVERYWHERE.
THE BEAVERS' FUTURE IN JEOPARDY.
Daggett:
I, I, DIDN'T MEAN
WE WERE BIGGER
THAN SLICED BREAD.
I ONLY MEANT WE WERE LARGER
THAN A SLICE OF BREAD.
SEE?
( laughs nervously )
( angry shouting fades )
( people muttering ):
OH.... LET'S GO HOME.
People:
OOH!... AH!... OH!
Ow!... Ooh!... Ow!
WELL, SPOOT-HEAD
YOU ALMOST WRECKED IT
AND DENIED THE WORLD
ALL MY TALENT.
( gibbering )
PARDON MOY.
YOUR TALENT?
I'M THE ONE WITH THE TALENT.
"BEAVER FEVER"
IS MY SONG.
YOU JUST THOUGHT UP
SOME DOPEY WORDS.
"BEAVER FEVER" IS MY SONG.
YOU JUST CAME UP
WITH A SPOOTY TUNE.
IT'S MY SONG.
IT'S MY SONG!
IT'S MY SONG!
MY SONG!
MY SONG!
MY SONG.
IT BE MY SONG.
WELL, WHOEVER CAME UP WITH IT
BETTER GET BUSY.
IT'S TIME
FOR YOUR NEXT DISCO HIT.
AND, GUYS, JUST BECAUSE
MOST DISCO ACTS
NEVER HAVE ANOTHER HIT
IS NO CAUSE FOR CONCERN.
( phone ringing )
EXCUSE ME.
THERE'S A RINGING IN MY HEAD.
Reporter:
BEAVER WATCH, DAY TWO-ONEst.
THE EYES OF THE WORLD
ARE ON THE DAM
WAITING FOR THE BEAVERS'
NEXT DISCO HIT.
( laughs )
NO PRESSURE, GUYS.
( laughs )
NONE AT ALL.
( plucking sitar notes )
HEY, LAWYERLY GUY.
ASK SPOOT-HEAD IF HE'S
THOUGHT OF ANYTHING YET.
MR. DAGGETT WANTS TO
KNOW IF MR. NORBERT'S
COME UP
WITH ANYTHING YET.
I'LL ASK.
( chanting )
MR. DAGGETT
WANTS TO KNOW
IF YOU'VE COME UP
WITH ANYTHING YET.
TELL BARKUS BREATHUS NO.
BUT I SUPPOSE
I'LL HAVE TO
SINCE HE'S A NO-TALENT,
LOSERLY, SPOOT-FACED
DUMB GUY.
NEE...
WHO ARE YOU CALLING
A NO-TALENT, LOSERLY
SPOOT-FACED
DUMB GUY, YOU...
YOU.
EE! YOU'RE LUCKY I'M
NOT TALKING TO YOU.
YOU! I'M TIRED
OF CARRYING YOU!
( laughs )
( laughing )
I'M STARTING MY
O-SOLO-MIO CAREER.
OH, YEAH, WELL,
O-SOLO AM I!
( slapping and whimpering )
Deep voice:
THE PUBLIC HAS LISTENED
TO "BEAVER FEVER" LONG ENOUGH.
OH... IT'S MR. MAN,
OWNER OF BIG HIT RECORDS.
YOU'RE GIVING TO
GIVE THEM MORE...
OR ELSE.
ACCORDING TO YOUR CONTRACTS
IF THE BEAVERS DON'T GIVE ME
ANOTHER DISCO HIT...
I GET ALL YOUR
HORROR FILM VIDEOS
AND YOUR JAMMIES
WITH THE FOOTIES.
( gibbering )
GIVE THE PUBLIC
WHAT THEY WANT.
THAT'S WHAT I'VE
ALWAYS SAID.
IF THEY WANT MORE,
WE'LL GIVE THEM MORE.
MORE, MORE,
MORE, MORE...
THAT'S IT!
WE'LL GIVE THEM... MORE.
YOU'RE A GEEN-YUS!
I AM?
WHAT DO YOU SAY, BROTHER?
DO WE WORK TOGETHER?
YOU GOT IT, HERMANO!
( crowd cheering )
Norbert:
CIT-EYE-ZENS!
YOUR SALIVATION IS AT HAND!
( crowd cheering )
♪ IN THE DAY ♪
♪ UH-HUH! ♪
♪ HE BITES DOWN TREES ♪
♪ CHEWS AWAY THE BARK ♪
♪ BUT HE REALLY STARTS...
UH-HUH ♪
♪ TO WORK IT...
THAT'S IT, BABY! ♪
♪ AFTER IT... GET DOWN, Y'ALL! ♪
♪ GETS DARK ♪
♪ HE'S GOT THE BEAVER FEVER ♪
♪ MORE BEAVER FEVER. ♪
( ricochet, wind blowing,
Norbert whimpers )
HEY, BOYS, IT'S OFFICIAL.
YOU'RE HAS-BEENS NOW.
AND TED BROWMAN, I.E., ME,
CAN'T BE SEE AROUND HAS-BEENS.
BYE-BYE.
CIAO.
GEH.
EE... ( muttering )
WHO NEEDS
BEING BIG STARS
WITH EVERYONE
DOING EVERYTHING
YOU TELL THEM?
ME.
WE'RE BROTHERS AGAIN
AND THAT'S BETTER
THAN FAME AND MONEY
AND... STUFF...
ANY DAY.
( weakly ):
MM-HMM...
Barry the Bear:
IT'S A LITTLE THING
I CALL, "OH, BABY."
♪ WHEN I LOOK AT YOU ♪
♪ YOU KNOW, BABY,
WHEN I LOOK AT YOU ♪
♪ I SEE YOU WITH BOTH MY EYES ♪
( crowd murmuring )
♪ AND, BABY, WHEN I TOUCH YOU ♪
♪ I FEEL LIKE I FEEL SOMETHING ♪
♪ OH... ♪
♪ OH, BABY ♪
♪ OH, BABY ♪
( women screaming )
♪ OH, BABY ♪
♪ BABY ♪
♪ BABY ♪
♪ OH, BABY ♪
♪ OH, BABY ♪
♪ BABY ♪
♪ OH... BABY ♪
♪ OH, BABY. ♪
BARRY!
HEY, BUD, WE'RE
GOING TO BE A STAR!
Barry:
OH, BABY.
Both:
HEY...
MAYBE HE NEEDS
A PARTNER.
HEY, WAIT A MINUTE.
WHAT WAS THAT WHOLE
BROTHER RAP FOR?
HEY, I'M GOING
SOLO-MIO...
( snoring )
( alarm clock ringing )
YEE! AH!
OH, AWAKE.
TIME TO ANNOY MY BROTHER.
LET'S SEE.
SUNDAY, RUBBED HIM THE WRONG
WAY, MONDAY, TRIPPED HIM.
TUESDAY, WEDNESDAY,
THURSDAY, FRIDAY
ANNOYED HIM A BUNCH
OF OTHER WAYS.
AND TODAY... ( laughing )
"BOP YOUR BROTHER
TILL HE BLEATS." KOOKY!
IT'S A GOOD THING I GOT THIS
365 WAYS AND DAYS TO
COMPLETELY, TOTALLY AND FULLY
ANNOY YOUR BROTHER CALENDAR.
I COULD NEVER THINK OF THIS MANY
WAYS TO ANNOY MY BROTHER
ON MY OWN.
If I could only go
back in time, Marsha
I would stop that radioactive
squirrel from biting our son
and turning him into...
Don't say it, Tom!
But go ahead.
An indestructible
radioactive monster squirrel.
Look out! He's throwing
his nut at us.
Quick, Tom, what is
your super secret plan
we've all been waiting for
all this time up until now?
Oh, fear, the monster is coming.
Oh, my!
YEAH, TOM, WHAT'S
YOUR SUPER SECRET PLAN?
It is simple.
All I have to do is...
EE... BOP!
EE... OH!
( laughing )
YOU MADE ME MISS
THE END OF MY MOVIE!
BOP.
I GOT UP AT 5:00 A.M.
TO WATCH IT.
BOP.
NOW I'LL NEVER KNOW
HOW THEY DESTROYED
THE INDESTRUCTIBLE
RADIOACTIVE MONSTER SQUIRREL.
BOP, BOP...
( laughing )
AM I BUGGING YOU?
BOP.
ARE YOU ANNOYED?
BOP. HOO-HOO-HOO.
HOW YOU LIKE THAT? BOP.
YOU'VE BEEN BUGGING
AND BOPPING...
BOP.
AND BOOGING ME ALL WEEK,
TIMBER BREATH.
IF YOU DON'T STOP
I'M GOING TO BOP YOU
INTO LAST WEEK!
OOH...
( snickers )
BOP, BOP.
( laughing )
YOU ASKED FOR IT
DAGGIE-OH!
EH?
WHOA...!
( clinking )
( muffled :
WOVABOGA, THAT'S MAJOR ACHINESS.
OOH-AH... ( panting )
( wind blowing )
( alarm clock
ringing backwards )
LET'S SEE.
SUNDAY?
AGAIN?
HE REALLY DID BOP ME
INTO LAST WEEK!
HEY--
RELISHING THE OPPORTUNITY--
THAT MEANS I'VE GOT
ANOTHER SUPER COOL FUN CHANCE
TO BUG NORBIE ALL WEEK!
LET'S SEE... "SUNDAY:
RUB BROTHER THE WRONG WAY."
EH, SECOND TIME THE CHARM.
( laughing )
S... NAZZY.
HEY, MR. JAZZBO,
YOU ARE SO SHARP
YOU MUST HAVE SLEPT
IN THE KNIFE BOX LAST NIGHT.
( laughing )
WHOA... BONA FIDE.
EE.
EE-HEH-HEH-HEH!
( laughing )
"MONDAY: TRIP YOUR BROTHER."
AGAIN.
WELL, IF I MUST.
YOU ARE SOME ARCHEOLOGIST,
STUMP.
WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT WE'D FIND
THE LOST CITY OF ATLANTIS
BURIED IN OUR BACKYARD?!
LET'S EXPLORE.
YEE!
( crash )
( laughing... )
Norbert:
YEE!
( crash )
( Daggett laughing )
( gargling )
Norbert:
YEE!
( glass breaking )
( Daggett laughing )
( Norbert gagging )
Norbert:
DAG, THIS IS BEGINNING
TO GET A LITTLE...
YEE!
( Daggett laughing )
( horse whinnying )
Norbert:
YOU'RE NOT GOING TO GET ME
THIS TI...
YEE!
( Daggett laughing )
( thumping, toilet flushing )
( alarm clock rings )
LET'S SEE.
( laughing )
SATURDAY AGAIN.
"BOP YOUR BROTHER
TILL HE BLEATS."
( laughing )
THE BEST PART IS,
THIS TIME, I KNOW WHEN TO DUCK!
YOU'VE BEEN BUGGING
AND BOPPING...
BOP.
AND BOOGING ME ALL WEEK,
TIMBER BREATH.
IF YOU DON'T STOP
I'M GOING TO BOP YOU
INTO LAST WEEK!
OOH...
( snickers )
BOP, BOP.
( laughs )
YOU ASKED FOR IT,
DAGGIE-OH!
EH?
HA!
SPOOTSIE-OOTSIE.
WOVABOGA, THAT'S MAJOR ACHINESS.
( panting )
( alarm clock
ringing backwards )
LET'S SEE.
SUNDAY?! HE DID IT AGAIN!
HMM. WELL, I GUESS
I CAN STILL ANNOY NORB.
I JUST WON'T BUG HIM
ON SATURDAY.
( panting )
OH...
OKAY, THIS TIME,
I'M NOT GOING TO DO ANYTHING
WHATSOEVERY AT ALL.
I'M JUST GOING TO SIT HERE.
( crack )
MM.
( clock ticking... )
EE... EE-EE.
( insect buzzing )
EE, EE, EE, I CAN'T
TAKE IT ANYMORE!
I MUST ANNOY YOU!
Oh, fear,
the monster is coming!
EH?
OUCH.
PAINNESS.
BIG ACHE, DOT, DOT, DOT, E.T.C.
THIS ISN'T WORKING.
I HURT MY BACK DUCKING.
I TRIED DOING NOTHING.
THERE'S ONLY ONE OTHER THING
I CAN THINK OF.
BONA FIDE.
HEY, NORBIE!
BOH!
CAN I DO
ANYTHING FOR YOU
HELP YOU OUT,
GIVE YOU A HAIRCUT
SCRAPE OFF YOUR TAIL CRUST,
FLOSS YOUR EAR WAX?
NO, THANKS, DAG MAN.
YOU SURE? I'M TRYING TO BE
AS HELPFUL AS BEAVERLY POSSIBLE.
THAT'S ODD-- YOU'RE
DOING THE EXACT OPPOSITE
OF WHAT YOU NORMALLY DO.
EXACTLY. SO HOW ABOUT
JUST A LITTLE TRIM?
NO, DAG, THAT'S OKAY.
NO! WHOA, HO, HO...!
EE-EE-EE, EE...
( flushing )
( bubbling ):
DAGGETT!
OOPS.
"MONDAY: TRIP YOUR BROTHER."
NO WAY.
YOU ARE SOME ARCHEOLOGIST,
STUMP.
WHO WOULD HAVE THOUGHT WE'D FIND
THE LOST CITY OF ATLANTIS
BURIED IN OUR BACKYARD?!
LET'S EXPLORE.
EE, CAREFUL, NORB,
DON'T TRIP.
I WON'T, DAG, THANKS.
BUT THAT HOLE'S DEEP.
WHY DON'T YOU LET ME
FILL IT IN A BIT?
THAT WAY YOU WON'T FALL
SO FAR WHEN YOU TRIP.
DAG, I'M NOT GOING TO TRIP.
AND I DON'T THINK FILLING IN
THE HOLE IS SUCH A GOOD...
DAGGETT!
OOPS.
Norbert:
DAGGETT!
Daggett:
OOPS.
DAGGETT!
OOPS.
( gargling )
DAGGETT!
OOPS.
NO, NO... DAGGETT!
OOPS.
THIS CAN'T BE
HAPPEN...ING!
OOPS.
( gibbering )
SATURDAY!
AND NORB'S
MORE ANNOYED THAN EVER.
I AM DOOM-ED
TO LIVE THIS SAME WEEK
OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN
FOR THE REST
OF THE OVER MY OVER LIFE!
AND IT'S NOT EVEN
ANY MORE FUN ANYMORE
OVER AND OVER
AND OVER AND OVER...
( crash )
AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER...
If I could only go
back in time, Marsha
I would stop that radioactive
squirrel from biting our son
and turning him into
Don't say it, Tom!
But go ahead.
An indestructible,
radioactive monster squirrel.
GET OUT OF THE WAY.
THIS IS THE BEST PART.
( sighs )
OH, NORB, I CAN'T
TAKE IT ANYMORE.
LET'S JUST GET THIS
OVER WITH NOW.
( sighs )
BOP ME INTO LAST WEEK.
I DON'T WANT TO BOP YOU ANYWHERE
EXCEPT AWAY FROM THE TV.
NO, NORBIE, ACTUALLY YOU DO
WANT TO BOP ME.
YOU SEE,
YOU'VE BOPPED ME
EVERY WEEK FOR
THE PAST FIVE WEEKS.
DAG, I JUST WANT TO
WATCH MY MOVIE.
EE... EH?
REALLY? EH, PROMISE?
YES, I PROMISE I WON'T BOP YOU
INTO LAST WEEK
AS LONG AS YOU DON'T
RUIN MY MOVIE.
OH, NORB,
YOU'RE THE GREATEST,
BESTEST BROTHER EVER!
AND DON'T YOU WORRY.
I WON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID
TO RUIN YOUR MOVIE.
LIKE TELL YOU
ABOUT THE ENDING
WHERE THE SCIENTIST
GOES BACK IN TIME
AND KILLS THE MONSTER SQUIRREL
WITH A GIANT RADIOACTIVE ACORN.
OOH, DID I JUST
RUIN YOUR MOVIE?
OH, YEAH.
N-N-N-NOW
REMEMBER, NORB--
YOU GOT A LITTLE EAR WAX--
YOU PROMISED NOT TO BOP ME
INTO LAST WEEK.
OH, DON'T YOU WORRY, DAGGETT.
I'M NOT BOPPING YOU
INTO LAST WEEK.
EE...!
( takes deep breath )
EE...!
( gibbering )
( alarm clock ringing )
HEY, HE DIDN'T BOP ME
INTO LAST WEEK.
EE... EH?
EE.
IF I MAY BORROW A PHRASE
FROM MY BROTHER NORBERT.
HE BOPPED ME
INTO THE DAWN OF TIME!
( dinosaur squawking )
3,000,000,365 DAYS AND WAYS TO
COMPLETELY, TOTALLY AND FULLY
ANNOY YOUR BROTHER CALENDAR.
( grunting )
OH, WELL, AS SOON NORB EVOLVES
I'LL BE READY TO ANNOY HIM.
( laughing )
NORB...?
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