Original subtitles

[opening theme music playing]

All right, kids. Everybody here?

[children respond affirmatively]

Okay. Today,

we're climbing the rock wall!

[all cheering]

But remember, if anyone gets horribly injured,

you can't sue me.

Uh, I'm pretty sure we can.

Not since I got the gym declared

an independent sovereign state.

-And as leader of Gymnasia... -[music blares]

...I have diplomatic immunity.

♪ Gymnasia, gymnasia ♪

♪ I love this fake country that I just made up ♪

Enough politics!

Let's go!

[all screaming]

-[splats] -[whooshing]

[ominous music playing]

Hey, what's up with Gumball?

Oh, I think it's the last time he climbed this wall.

[breathing heavily]

[soft cheerful music playing]

Ah, yeah.

Is this thing on easy mode today?

-[clangs] -[screams]

[gasps] Oh!

[grunting]

Dude, cut yourself loose.

You're gonna fall!

[Gumball grunting]

But I... I can't lose my pants.

Let the pants go!

-Do it, Gumball! Let 'em go! -[grunting]

[music intensifies]

No!

[children gasp]

[all laughing]

No.

No!

[laughing]

Uh. Oh, sorry. Yeah, I remember now.

Come on, Gumball, you're like a 24-hour bakery.

Your buns are always out.

This was different.

I was up there for five hours.

I lost sensation in both cheeks

to the windchill.

[slapping] Still nothing.

They even put a picture in the school trophy case.

"Longest time hanging off a wall in your underwear."

It's the school's only athletic achievement.

I'm forging a doctor's note.

-[scribbling] -No!

No, no, no, no, no, no.

See? Good grip strength.

[intensely] That's why you're a born climber.

I can't do it.

-[epic music playing] -Gumball, this game...

this game is like life.

You have to fight for every inch,

for every foot,

for every yard!

Sure, we could go out there and win.

But what if we go out there and we live!

[applauds and wails]

[sobbing] I know you straight up

lifted that from a football movie,

but dagnabbit if it doesn't work every time.

Okay, I'm in. What's the first step?

Employ a professional sports psychologist

and undergo months of rehabilitation therapy.

Dude, we're broke 12-year-olds.

Uh...

Okay, we'll ask Coach.

Coach Russo, can you teach Gumball

to get over his fear of climbing?

Sure. I've got nothing else to do.

-Whoo-hoo! -[thuds]

-Oh. -[children exclaiming]

-Whoo! -[loud thud]

All right, Watterson, you just need to get

that weak little body into shape.

So, since we're taking baby steps,

I brought you to the baby steps.

Mmm. This looks even more humiliating.

Dude, she's the president of Gymnasia.

She knows what she's talking about.

-[tense music playing] -[exhales]

[groans and spits]

Oh, wait, you need dry hands to climb.

[sucks]

[muffled scream]

[muffled laughing]

-Uh... -[choking]

-D-- dude? -[bell ringing]

[indistinct chatter]

Aw, babies!

Nope. That's Elmore Jr. High's wrestling team.

You gotta start 'em young.

[babies shouting]

Hey, look. Who's the new kid?

Huh?

Hey, Coach. What's wrong with him?

Yeah. My little brother

could climb that wall

and he ain't due

-for three months. -[strong baby] Yeah!

[strong baby 2] Come on, bro!

[strong baby 3] Let's get him.

[all mocking and laughing]

Oh, no. They've been hitting that formula too hard.

Okay, time to pacify these guys.

[babies growl]

[screaming]

[grunting]

Whew.

[creaks and shatters]

I'm sorry, dude.

I think I'm still feeling a little fragile.

Nah, that's okay.

I think we just need help

from someone a little more... intelligent.

-[babies growling] -[screaming] They're inside me!

They're inside me!

And so, to conclude,

this automatic tree planting system

could reduce our carbon footprint by 50%.

I love that the Robotics Club

is thinking about the environment,

but I was hoping you guys were gonna invent something

to make this school some money. Hmm?

-[footsteps approaching] -[crashes]

-[panting] -So we can afford real doors.

Anais, we need your help.

I need you to invent something to help me climb a rock wall.

Like, a futuristic robot suit

with, like, cool claws and boots that goes like...

[mimics robot noises]

Now this is what I'm talking about.

What?

It's exactly what we need.

It's an idea from a boy. Check.

Involves sports. Check.

This has military spending written all over it.

Principal Brown, are you serious about this?

[rattles and thuds]

I was barely touching it.

[sighs] I'll get to work.

-[slams] -[exhilarating music playing]

Heh, bro.

-[clanging] -This is gonna be so sick.

Just... just watch, bro.

[whirring]

[gasps]

No!

Ah! Get me out of this thing.

-[crackling] -Get me out of this thing!

-Whoa! -[rapid whirring]

-[alert system wailing] -Oh, no. It's malfunctioning.

It's got a mind of its own. Abort! Abort!

[crackling and whirring]

[robo-suit] Planting mode initiated.

[children screaming]

-Oh, no! -[screaming continues]

[robo-suit] Alarm. Alarm. Fist bump.

What is this?

Endangering the lives of children recklessly

for financial gain?

-I like your style. -[clangs]

-[general] Whoa! -[all screaming]

The robot uprising has begun.

Fire the EMP!

[thuds]

[powers up and zaps]

[crackling]

-[robo-suit shuts down] -[crashing]

So, um...

we got a deal?

I'll take 100.

[crashes and shatters]

[somber music playing]

[sighing]

[voice shaking]

[sniffling]

Whoa!

[birds chirping]

Remember when you got stuck

on that wall in your underpants?

[exclaims]

[laughing]

[screaming]

-[breathing heavily] -There you are.

Gumball, uh, dude, I... I'm sorry.

It's just so hard to find good help around here.

I know.

I'm so desperate,

I'd take advice from a failed actor

who got scammed by a health food MLM

and bankrupted his goat yoga farm.

[in sing-song voice] And then became a middle-school

guidance counselor.

Ugh!

All right, let's do this.

-[soft sitar music playing] -So, you've tried

training your body and utilizing your mind,

but have you tried cleansing your chakras?

We're not allowed to use the sprinklers

like that anymore.

Uh, maybe I should explain this more clearly

by means of transcendental bongo manipulation.

[singing] ♪ Mother Earth ♪

♪ Oh, Mother... ♪

[choking]

♪ Won't you guide us... ♪

[struggling] It's too pretentious.

I... I can't bear...

[grunts and thuds]

-[dramatic music playing] -[wind whistling]

[grunts]

Wh... what?

Eh...

[gasps]

[Pants] Yes, Gumball,

you are at the top of a metaphorical mountain

after Mr. Small literally bored you

to the brink of death.

Ah, Pants,

I... I... I can't climb the wall.

Losing you, it... it was... it was too much.

[Pants] Hey. Hey, Gumball, listen.

I know what it's like to feel hollow inside,

to feel toxic winds of doubt pump through your very fibers.

But you can't let your life be stained by fear.

It's time to drop the past.

-Let it fall away. -[wind blowing]

[grunts] No. No!

I... I can't lose you again.

[Pants] It's not me you lost on that wall.

It was you, brother man!

Now make that climb!

Drop the past!

[sobbing]

Ah!

[music crescendos]

[Pants] Goodbye, Gumba--

[groans] It's okay. I'm off to a better place!

-[vocalizing] -[gasps]

I know what I must do.

[crashes]

[exclaiming softly]

Okay. I know what else I must do!

-[crashes] -[gasps]

[valiant music playing]

[children gasping]

[student] He's back.

What's going on?

He's gonna climb the wall.

Let go of his fear.

[all gasp]

He's going to drop his past.

[all exclaim in disgust]

Oh, I think he may have taken that metaphor

a bit too literally.

-[upbeat rock music playing] -Drop the past,

and let it fall away.

[grunting]

[both gasp]

[children exclaim in disgust]

-[gagging] -Should I be watching this?

[grunting]

[Bobert shuts down] System overload.

Yeah. Hiyah. Yeah.

Yeah. Hiyah.

[all exclaiming in disgust]

[grunting]

♪ Give it your best shot ♪

♪ Best shot ♪

[triumphantly] Yeah!

-[sighs] -Well, teachers,

I think our job here is done.

Because we are definitely getting fired for this.

[closing theme music playing]