The Super Hero Squad Show (2009–2011): Season 2, Episode 4 - Villainy Redux Syndrome! - full transcript

Halt in the name of America!

Captain America!

We're not too keen
on escape attempts around here, Dr. Doom.

Let's get out of here.

Go, go, go!

Ha! As usual, Doom,
you're on the ropes.

Ho!

I'm afraid recidivists like
you three will never learn.

And of course, I'll have to
restrict your access

to the license plate-making
machine.

Oh, you'll regret this,
Captain America.



Crime does not pay.

Ow! MODOK, get off of me!

With this Infinity Gauntlet,
I, Thanos, will rule the universe!

All right, Squaddies,
time to Hero Up!

♪ When the bad guys are out,
All you have to do Is shout now ♪

♪ Who's gonna Hero Up? ♪

♪ Well, they may not get along,
but they're always fighting strong now ♪

♪ Who's gonna Hero Up? ♪

♪ Who'll save the day?
The Super Hero Squad ♪

♪ They'll Hero Up again! ♪

- ♪ Super Hero Squad!
- ♪ Hero Up! ♪

- ♪ Super Hero Squad!
- ♪ Hero Up! ♪

♪ Wolverine and Hulk are fierce
Thanos ends up in tears ♪

♪ When Iron Man
Joins the fight ♪



♪ Falcon darts in from the sky
Scarlet Witch by his side ♪

♪ Thor's hammer
Has thunder's might ♪

♪ Who'll save the day?
The Super Hero Squad ♪

♪ They'll Hero Up again ♪

- ♪ Super Hero Squad!
- ♪ Hero Up ♪

- ♪ Super Hero Squad!
- ♪ Hero Up ♪

♪ Super Hero Squad ♪

Any last words?

You'll get no such
satisfaction from me.

Do your worst.

OK.

Let's continue from our last session.

What was your childhood
in Latveria like

after you got back
from summer villain camp

and how did it make you feel?

This is cruel
and unusual punishment.

Victor, asking someone
to share their feelings

isn't against the law.

Well, it should be.

Sorry. As long
as you're a prisoner here,

we're going to try
to rehabilitate you.

Are you feeling down?

They're making some very cuddly
advances in hug therapy.

Come here, you big lug.

Get away from me.

Oh, the greatest master villain
the world has ever seen

yet they make me suffer
such indignities.

Hours of counseling,
correcting license plate typos

along side imbeciles
with names like Pig Tiny.

Hey, Pig Tiny is a good guy.

Oh.

Oh, meanwhile
the Super Hero Squat

is teleporting
to distant galaxies.

Such power should
be in the hands of Doom.

Such power must
be in the hands of Doom!

He's soliloquizing again.

And talking to himself, too.

And losing his mind.

Prison does that to people.

Look at Knuckles Cosada.

After he got out of jail,
never the same.

Excuse me. Pardon me.

Do you, two nincompoops,
think that I cannot hear you

in this tiny cell?

Mocked by my underlings.

But they're right.

I'm powerless.
My old plans won't work.

That's it! That's it!

I need a whole new plan.

Yes. Yes!

Complex, evil, ingenious,

with just a hint of daring-do.

MODOK, I need a parade balloon.

Abomination, a micro-recorder.

Huh?

Roar. Scary Roar.

Not my baby!

Roar.

Super Hero Squad,
Fin Fang Foom is attacking the city.

There's panic in the streets.

Fear me!

And fear my roar!

- My baby!
- Roar!

Aah!
Hey, that's mine!

- Great Danish in the morning.
- Whoa.

Now, Foomy's got laser eyes.

We need all hands on deck down here.

It's time to Hero Up!

♪ When the bad guys are out,
All you have to do Is shout now ♪

♪ Who's gonna Hero Up? ♪

♪ Well, they may not get along,
but they're always fighting strong now ♪

♪ Who's gonna Hero Up? ♪

♪ Who'll save the day?
The Super Hero Squad ♪

♪ They'll Hero Up again ♪

♪ Super Hero Squad!
Hero Up! ♪

Roar!

Roar!

Grr.

Old Fin Fang Foom is
headed towards the jump station. Perfect.

Open up a portal and we can get him
far away from Super Hero City

and deal with him
on our terms.

Yes. Yes!

Roar! Scary roar!

H.E.R.B.I.E, follow that monster.

Excellent!
A potato coat hanger wire,

bit of string,
remote control worked perfectly.

- I am genius!
- Hey, I built the thing.

How about a little credit
where credit is due?

Yeah. And I filled the balloon
with natural gas.

Yes you did, stinky.

Phase one is complete.

The Squaddies are out of the way.

Time for phase two.

Tonight we're busting out of this joint.

Psst. We break out tonight.

Pass it on.

Psst. We break out tonight.

Pass it on.

Psst. We break out tonight.

Pass it on.

Yes.

I know that. I started...

Oh, we have work to do.

Abomination, take these schematics
and start digging.

MODOK, we need theme music
for our prison escape planning montage.

Something with percussion.
No synthesizers.

I have just the thing.

No.

Too much?
Sorry, wrong play list.

Mm-hmm.

I wish I knew what a schematic was.

Oh, yeah, legs, do your stuff.

♪ Yo-ho, yo-ho ♪

♪ It's a pilot light for me ♪

♪ Pilot light for me ♪

Uh, MODOK, what is your plan
for all this dirt?

Um, I can't see what my plan was.

It's covered with dirt.

I dug the tunnel.

Excellent!

Here are the new plans.

Dig this second tunnel,
and when you're finished

the third tunnel is drawn on the back.

Here's a fresh spoon.

Oh, can I at least
take a break before I...

- No!
- Didn't think so.

Yes, it's all coming together.

Dr. Doom. Dr. Doom.

Please, report to Dr. America's office

for our regularly scheduled
rehabilitation session.

Today, we're going
to try some role playing.

Really?
Doom does not role play.

That's not what I heard.
Word on the street

is that you almost leveled
chaotic up your evil elf.

Ever since I got here

I have been doing
these chat sessions.

I demand to know why.

Because I want to know
what you're afraid of.

Come again?

Evil and fear go hand in hand.

Something very scary
from your childhood

turned you
into who you are today.

What are you scared of?

Me? Scared?

Ha! I fear nothing.

Mark my word, Captain.

Someday soon
I will destroy you.

Mark my words.

Good. Good,
I think this is a breakthrough.

Now, how old were you
when your imaginary friend

stopped stealing
your lunch money?

15? 16?

Give me a sucker!

Roar.

Roar!

H.E.R.B.I.E,
follow that dragon.

Roar!
Still roaring.

Lights out.

Night-night, dollies.

I'll come back for you.

Ow. Hey, it's too small.

Get the spoon. I don't fit.

I'll help.

Down the hatch.

You call that a History
Network? That is not how it happened.

Wait, that guy owes me 10 bucks.

Something smells fishy and it isn't fish.

Get the lead out.

Pull. Pull.

Halt in the name of America.
Ha!

Oh, I expected that
you'd make an entrance.

Fortunately, I have a plan.

Run! Run, run, run.

Hey, we still have
six more sessions.

Get back here.

Hi. Hup, hup. Hup.

Hup and away.

Ho!

Ha-ha.

Ow.

We're going to discuss this
at our next chat session.

There'll be no more chat sessions.

Eyes full of fertile American soil.

MODOK, send a message to Mole Man.
Tell him to dig to our location.

OK, I got my Raspberry
in here somewhere.

Oh, cold hands.
All right, here it is.

C-U-8...

at sign, tilde, umlaut,
backwards "N".

Why did they make it so hard
to make umlauts on this thing?

You see, during our sessions

I realized that I can do more
than merely escape from prison.

I can destroy it!

These tunnels have weakened
the very ground beneath

the Super Hero City Prison.

Soon the tunnels will collapse
bringing down the prison with them.

That is how you stick it to the man.

You've gone mad.

Oh, really?

Really? That's it?
That's all you got?

I reveal my ingenious plan
that no one saw coming

and that's all you have?

I am so disappointed.

Well, here's some
more disappointment.

Give up, Doom.

Not as long
I draw another breath.

The tunnel, it's collapsing.

When did you first feel that
your tunnel was collapsing?

Oh, get a life.

That might be sooner
than you think.

Your tunnel's coming down.

Oh, this is all your fault.

If you had let me destroy you
none of this would have happened.

If you hadn't tried to escape
none of this would have happened.

Oh, all right. All right.

I concede the point.

But it doesn't matter now,
because we're trapped.

In a few minutes
we'll run out of air.

Here in America we say
"Where there's a will there's a way."

Ms. Marvel.
Come in, Ms. Marvel.

Ms. Marvel. Come in, Ms. Marvel.

Cap, where are you?

About two clicks
under the prison. There's a cave in.

We only have a few minutes of air left.

Oh, hold on. I'm on my way.

My powers might cause another cave in.

This requires a delicate touch.

Ugh, now we have to dig Doom out.

Or not?

I finally figured out
what you're afraid of.

Oh, no, no, no.

No more chat sessions.

This is the end, accept it.

And don't waste oxygen
on this inane blather.

Not blather, mother.

- You're afraid of your mother.
- Mother?

You're afraid that you're going to grow up
and turn out just like her.

No! I want to live.

I want to live!

Breakthrough.

It's okay to cry while you dig.

Finally, sweet, sweet free...

Now what?

No time for another tunnel.

Where is that Mole Man?

Oh, after all I have done
for that near-sighted pip-squeak.

He should come running
on his hands and knees when I call.

Sorry if I'm late, if you were waiting.

I'm Molecule Man,
the master of all matter.

Oh, I should introduce... Uh, this is my
girlfriend and life coach, Volcana.

Aah! Why are you here?

What good are you to me?

MODOK tooted Molecule Man
instead of Mole Man.

Well, it's easy to do.
You know, these keys are so tiny.

Silence!

We will discuss this later.

Are you yelling because of me?

I messed up again.

Oh, please.

You're not
going anywhere, Doom.

Not on my watch.

Back to your cell right now

or else I do a tap-dance routine
on your face!

You can get us out of this, honey.

Just use one of your
mind over matter tricks.

Go on.

Well, I don't know.
I'm not so sure about that.

Nonsense, Molly,
show them what you can do.

Remember what we say?
"You're OK. I'm OK. It's all OK."

OK.

All right.

Mind over matter.

Oh, the "walls turn to butter" trick
always makes me want some toast.

Watch out.

Shades of both Milli and Vanilli.

Yon beast be a fake,
an old parade balloon.

And an odorous one at that.

I know only one guy
full of enough hot air to pull this off.

Doom.

Come on, we can do butter better.

Molecule Man really has
this butter thing down pat.

If he beats us, it's going to be
by a narrow margarine.

Mmm, creamy badness.

Impressive, Molecule Man.

MODOK, summon my rocket ship,
and make sure you hit

the right buttons this time.

Sure, make sure you hit
the right buttons this time.

You won't slow me down
with your high cholesterol trickery.

Ho!

Fiddle sticks.

Last one's out is a rotten egg.

Hup.

I'm taking you back
to the stony lonesome, Doom.

Oh, I don't think so,
Captain America.

Now, that I've been fully recharged

by the weapon's locker
on my rocket.

I can blast you into smithereens,
Captain Goodie-goodie.

But I won't, because you helped me conquer
my greatest fear.

I'm not afraid anymore.

And for that I thank you.

Have a sucker. Ha!

Right, the next time we meet,
I will destroy you

and Doom will rule supreme!

Good. Follow your bliss!

Thanks, Ms. Marvel.

The rift is open.

It's too late,
Super Hero Squad.

Getting in touch with feelings
is so freeing.

So, did we miss anything?

Doom got away.

Yes, and his self-esteem
is through the roof.

Oh, what have I done?

Freedom.

♪ Freedom ♪

Where to now, boss?

First order of business,

someplace where we can
get cleaned up.

All of you reek of butter and dirt.

Yuck.

Oh, but after that...
After that, ooh...

I'm afraid we're going to stir up...

some trouble.

MODOK, the balloon!
The balloon!

I've become my mother!