Original subtitles

[theme song]

? Waynehead Waynehead ?

? The party's just begun ?

? Waynehead Waynehead ?

? That's the 4-1-1 for fun ?

? Hey ho hey ho ?

? Hey ho ?

? Waynehead Waynehead ?

? The pary's just begun ?

? Waynehead Waynehead ?

? That's the 4-1-1 for fun ?

? Hey ho hey ho ?

[scatting]

Hey!

? Waynehead Waynehead ?

[scatting]

? Waynehead Waynehead ?

? The pary's just begun ?

? Waynehead Waynehead ?

? That's the 4-1-1 for fun ?

? Hey ho hey ho ?

? Waynehead ??

[instrumental music]

[screaming]

It's Ghetto Gladiators comin' at your live

from the hood.

It's the final match on the gang plank of death.

'Where Rottweiler Roz'

'has been whoppin' some serious butt.'

Ah!

[yells]

[mimics dog bark]

Winner and still champion..

[car honks]

Check it guys, it's the "We Funk radio van."

thud

- Hey, stop. I want a T-shirt. - He's getting away.

Where is it?

[crowd yelling]

Everybody say, Funk in the house!

Funk in the house!

Funk in the house! Funk in the house!

Yo, the Funkmeister.

Go Funky! Get funky! Go Funky! Get funky!

Go Funky! Get funky! Go Funky! Get funky!

Go Funky! Get funky!

Now who knows what the Funk's about?

DJ Funk Master..

'Cause the Funk is on me.

Yo, shut up.

Dang, did the ugly trucks spill over

'cause y'all look too towed up up.

[cheering]

Shoo. Toss this one a biscuit before she bite me.

[laughing]

Woo! Lose booty.

Yo, check it, now, the freakazoid

who comes up with the craziest prank

not only gets to perform it with the Funkmeister

but also wins a funky CD player.

Can you dig it baby bubble?

I've got an idea, how about robbing a bank?

Yo, delinquent. When you get to Sing Sing.

Tell your pops I said, "What's up?"

[laughing]

Ooh, ooh, I got it.

Let's cover the statue of liberty

with licorice taffy and then lick it off.

Mm-hm, just as I thought.

Empty.

[laughing]

Yo, Funkmeister

let's go over to the old folks home on 9th

and make the fogies think they're losing her minds.

Well, well, well.

I think I found the funk.

(DJ Funk) Yo, this place is dead.

There's more life in Bobby Brown's career, baby bubble.

So, we're gonna put some glide in their stride.

Harold! Shookums!

After lunch, you wanna watch..

[indistinct]

(Dj Funk) 'Give me time to get my mind off the wrinkles'

'on that sad sack you call a butt.'

Hm!

Yo, Funkmeister , this prank is the bomb.

I read your medical chart this morning

'and by tomorrow you should be dead.'

Oh, my God!

'And your breath smell worst than my diapers, you geezer.'

Go, call your daddy a geezer.

Yo, Funkmeister, I-I think it's getting outta hand.

[clamoring]

[instrumental music]

[train whirring]

[laughing]

Waynehead, you think you all that

just cause you pulled a prank

with the Funkmeister last month.

Think? I am Godzuki, girl.

I can out prank anybody.

In fact, I made the Funkmeister look good.

He was just my sidekick.

- 'Waynehead, you're buggin'.' - Oh, yeah? Check this.

Step aside.

And let the prank meister show y'all

how to pull a real prank.

[instrumental music]

bang

What the...mother of all creatures, I've been shot.

I've been banged by the who bangers.

I got got by the gangsters.

[laughing]

Must get

to my

medicine.

[gulping]

[yelling]

[burp]

Dang, you're the Funkmeister.

No! No!

No, I ain't!

Okay, you found me out, you little spit.

The Funkmeister's in a funky bummed out position.

Don't clown us, I heard you on the radio this morning.

You buggin', Waynehead.

'Cause I heard he was fired from "We Funk radio" weeks ago.

She's right.

That was a tape you heard. A rerun.

Truth is, I'm funkless now.

Man, they wouldn't fire the Funkmeister.

You put the "We" in WeFunk.

I'm digging what you're saying, baby bubble.

But after that riot at the old folks home

with that dumb stupid kid.

I was defunked.

Yo, Waynehead, you're that dumb stupid kid

that cost the Funkmeister his job.

Huh? Well, hold up just one Bootsy Collins of a minute.

Are my ears hearing you right baby?

I-I didn't know you would get fired.

Mm-hm.

So, you cost the Funkmeister his job.

His career, his bread and butter.

His 9 to 5, his weekly grip.

The Funkmeister's on the down stoop 'cause of a big head kid.

Ow.

Now, what you gonna do?

[instrumental music]

Funkmeister, you being a bum is all my fault.

So, I'll ask my dad if you can stay with us

until everything is all good. Okay?

My brother comes by to borrow $5 everyday.

'For what? He's a bum!'

A man without a job is like a bathroom without a door.

Embarrassing and unnatural.

This box is as roomy as my bedroom.

And comes with air conditioning for your convenience.

The Funkmeister's digging it, Weenyhead.

It's Waynehead.

Whatever, baby. It's the least you can do.

For losing me my job.

Don't let my dad see you here, alright?

Pop's got a problem with the Funkmeister?

Yo, pops, are you in a funk?

Whoo! Pops is a bald headed sucker.

No! He'll see you!

Oh!

Oh!

You gotta lay low.

Well, that's cool, coolbreeze.

You lost me my job.

So I'm all in your hands.

[clattering]

[scatting]

So, run, get me some food

'cause, Wastehead, the Funkmeister is famished.

[theme music]

Okay, bro, five cents for five seconds of funk.

See, with Mo in charge

in no time, we'll be expanding to T-shirts, posters

syndicated TV shows. And we'll be making more money.

More money! More money!

Okay, but just make sure my parents don't see all this.

[instrumental music]

Yo, Funkmeister, how come you wear sunglasses all the time?

To keep my eyeballs in.

You've just been funked over by the Funkmeister. Next!

Yo, we cleaned up today.

That's 50 nickels.

See, when Waynehead and the Funkmeister get together

it's all good.

Looks like we made a funky killing today, Whalehead.

Just let the Funkmeister grab his share.

Chumps. Ha-ha!

The Funkmeister never stops with the jokes.

Funkmeister, I brought you breakfast.

- Bread and jelly. - Thanks, Warthead.

I used to eat jelly sandwiches everyday

before you lost me that job.

Ah!

Waynehead man, we're gonna play Ghetto Gladiators.

Yeah, so, uh, we're gonna need our mattress back.

No can do, bro.

The mattress is my Padio.

Yo, step off, Funk.

[indistinct chatter]

- But-- - Hey!

When you got a star product

you gotta treat it like a star, baby.

Tootf, make me another jelly Sandwich.

How come the Funkmeister's not giving up our stuff?

We can't even use our lot.

Uh, he's just clowning.

What the heck? Hold up, now.

Yo, bum. This is my vacant lot. All mine.

And these are my chumps.

Uh, I mean, sponsors.

Yeah, so, uh, get to steppin'.

Hey, man, what're you doing?

I'm the dang Wizard of Oz, man.

I'm gonna set my flying monkeys on you man.

The nerve of some people.

Yo, Marv, Shorty, find a nail file and come scrape my corns.

Oh, he's bugging, Waynehead. He's gotta go.

But it's my fault he lost his job.

You gotta choose knuckle head. The bum or us.

'Marv, I'm waiting!'

I can't just throw him out.

Then we're outtie, Waynehead.

We can have fun in my pop's barbershop in the mean time.

I guess, that just leaves you

to scrape my corns, Whipplehead.

[groaning]

(Waynehead) Uh, Funkmeister? We're cool and all.

And I know I cost you your job and everything.

But maybe it's time that, you know, you move on.

Move on?

Move on?

Sure, ruin my life. And then throw me out.

That's why I hate people.

You're all scum.

You're all scum!

I'm not going anywhere, you dig?

And don't even think about telling your pops.

I got fired because of your little prank.

Now, just think what your pops would do to you?

[gulps] I-I didn't mean to sound pushy.

[instrumental music]

Because of that dang Funkmeister I'm sitting here by myself.

And the crew's down at Mo's having a jamming time.

[grunts]

Let's move it, I go a stack of hairy old greasey combs

that need cleanin'.

Nice move, Mo. Some fun.

(Dj Funk) 'Yo, Whackhead.'

'Get down here and give me a shave.'

Dang, that man's turning my life into a nightmare.

That's it, I'll just make living in that lot so nasty

that he's gotta leave.

[instrumental music]

Hey, what.. Wait a minute.

Ah!

'All the conveniences of home.'

[rat squeaks]

Here boy! Here boy! Come and get it! That's right!

[barking]

[clamoring]

[whining]

[yawns]

Real cute prank Wastehead.

God I wish I was back on the air pulling pranks.

If only they'd hire the Funkmeister back.

If your station hired you back, you'd move outta here?

[crying] That's right, man!

Hm!

[theme music]

(Waynehead) Uh, excuse me. I'm here to see the station manager.

Cookie, baby, honey, sweetheart, come right in.

Care for some mineral water, darling?

No, thank you, ma'am.

But I would like you to hire the Funkmeister back.

[laughing] Yes, the Funkmeister.

I know you fired the Funkmeister

because of that prank at the old folks home.

But that was all my fault.

Sweetheart, I didn't fire

the Funkmeister over that.

I fired him because he was lazy

and irresponsible.

The Funkmeister drove us all crazy with his rudeness and..

Oh, he made us wait on him head and foot.

That's what he's doing to me.

The Funkmeister could easily find a job, if he wanted to.

But, oh, he likes being a bum! Oh, he's just lazy!

Honey, baby, sweety, you have been had.

Hood winked and bamboozled.

Oh, no! Not anymore!

The Funkmeister is about to get his.

[instrumental music]

Funkmeister, is that you darling?

'Your latest prank, ah.'

It's working like a charm, I could kiss you.

[laughing]

Yo, Waynehead. Yo, Waynehead.

Dang, you see that look on Waynehead's face?

Something's about to go down.

[instrumental music]

Warhead, guess what?

I opened a bum town to all the bums.

[cheer]

Oh, you're wrong.

You gotta get up outta here

'cause you're nothing but a scam.

You've been clowning me and my crew.

You tell him, Waynehead. That's right.

That's right. You tell him.

You're just a bum who's too lazy to work.

You better pull yourself up by your bootstrap, brother.

'Cause you're not gonna get anymore help from me.

Nice speech, Welfarehead.

But keep it down. I'm trying to get my nap on.

And take that big shoe off my mattress.

It's dirty.

Oh, no. It's on, now.

Everybody, get up outta here.

Get out! Out! Out!

[laughing]

What's going on?

Smile, Waynehead.

You're the first sap on my new TV special.

"Fools of the Funkmeister."

What? But, what about all this bums?

They're stunt bums.

But you, my little friend are a genuine fool.

[laughing]

Who knows, what the funk's about?

DJ Funkmeister Freddy!

'Cause the funk is on me. Thank you! Good night!

[laughing]

You know, I learned something from all this.

Pranks aren't all that funny..

[panting]

...unless they happen to somebody else.

Ha-ha!

[theme song]

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