All language subtitles for The Bad Guys Breaking In - 1x02 - The Sweet Sweet Steal.WEB.NF.en

Turns out water parks
are way more flammable than expected.

Jeez.

-Hey, it was a great idea on paper.
-Until the paper caught on fire too.

After the heist we just pulled off,
it's The Bad Guys who will be on fire,

figuratively,
because everyone will know about us,

because we'll be on
the Worst of the Worst List.

For another consecutive week,

the entries on Channel 6's
Worst of the Worst List remain unchanged.

If I were a criminal and not on this list,
I would be embarrassed.

It's like, how hard is it,
really, to be bad guys?

Maybe think about becoming
productive members of society.

In other news, H-two-oh, no!

An unusual, but in no way criminal, fire

at the water park has officials baffled.

"In no way criminal"?

It was very criminal! It was us!

I'm craving a sweet treat
to mask this sour defeat.

Peppy, you and your Whale Tails
sure do know how to pick me up

when I'm feeling down.

There's no time for talking to boxes!

Sorry. Came in a little hot there.

What I meant to say was,
we need to think bigger, bolder, badder

if we're gonna get the fame we deserve.

That heist was a slam-dunk.

Why does this list hate us?

Houston will definitely have a problem
when they see their satellite's missing.

Um, when is that anti-gravity pill
gonna wear off?

Oh, come on!
Not even a dishonorable mention?

We stole all the water
from the water park's reopening.

Surely, that has to…

What do we have to do to get on this list?

There must be something
I haven't thought of

to get the world to notice us.

Sorry, Wolf.

But on the bright side,
this day can't get any worse.

If you're a fan of the candy Whale Tails,
your day's about to get a lot worse.

Beloved candy maker Peppy Sweet Pots

announced she will be discontinuing
the Whale Tail line of candies

despite sales being at an all-time high

and me needing them
to get through my days.

Oh, it breaks my heart
to say goodbye to Whale Tails.

But keep those smiles right side up,

because Peppy is bringing you
a brand-new candy

that you won't be able to resist.

My smile is very much
wrong side down, Peppy.

I ate the last box?
This can't be happening!

Why would you let me do that?
Why didn't you stop me?!

-What's the big deal? It's just candy.
-It is not just candy.

As a young shark,
Whale Tails were always there for me.

If I bruised my fin
or didn't get cast in a school play,

Whale Tails were there.

When my friend invited me
to her birthday party,

but only as a guest
and not as a performer,

I took my anger out on her piñata.

And you guessed it.
It was filled with Whale Tails.

But now I'm afraid
I might never feel happiness again.

Oh, wake up, man!

Don't let the big smile
and pastel dresses fool you.

Peppy's just another
money-hungry corporate overlord

who rots out children's teeth
to sell in a teeth-smuggling organization.

Should we get into the teeth racket
to get us on the list?

There's a whole community of us
that know the truth about Peppy.

All she sees is green,

and she'll do anything
to fill her coffers, with green!

Not true!

Peppy donates her profits
to help build schools

for children
who are bad at sports and math.

What are clumsy kids
that can't subtract perfect for?

Slow-moving targets
for Peppy's army of tooth harvesters!

Do the math, man! Oh.

You can't?
That's exactly how Peppy wants it.

Webs, I'm gonna say something to you
that I hear a lot.

You're not helping!

Maybe we can recreate
the Whale Tail recipe.

I'm great at cooking by ear.

It's no use.

Peppy spent years
perfecting her top-secret recipes,

and keeps them all
in an extremely well-guarded recipe book,

kept in her
extremely well-guarded factory.

Sounds like someone has something to hide.

Wait a minute.

Top secret? Well-guarded? Candy?

That's it!

We're gonna break into the factory
and steal Peppy's recipe book.

Wait, if we steal that recipe book,

we'd be stealing Peppy's candy
from everyone, forever.

We wouldn't just be taking candy
from a baby.

We'd be taking it from all the babies.

That would definitely get us
on the Worst of the Worst List.

And once I'm in the factory,

I can expose Peppy's true self
to the world, and Shark.

And I can prove to Webs
that Peppy is a saint

who means every word
to the lyrics in her jingle…

My candy's like a hug for your tongue

All right, here are the blueprints
of Peppy's factory.

This place is massive.

And most of the interior
is labeled "restricted,"

which isn't suspicious at all, huh, Shark?

I know you said that sarcastically,
but I agree. It isn't suspicious at all.

I was able to pinpoint a few key locations
the recipe book might be.

My guess is there, in R&D,

which I'm assuming stands for
"Recipes and Deliciousness."

Oh, no way.

Peppy's not letting anything
as secret as her recipes out of her sight.

I read she keeps them
locked up in her office,

right next to the jar
she has the tooth fairy trapped in.

First, she only cares about money,

and now
she's holding the tooth fairy hostage?

Your Peppy lies
are getting more and more ridiculous.

Yeah. We all know
the tooth fairy isn't real.

No. She or he or they are definitely real,
and Peppy is their best friend.

Can we focus here?
Getting in won't be easy.

This place is like a fortress.

Motion sensors,
an electric fence, biometric locks.

And we don't know
what to expect once inside.

That means we'll need all fins on deck.

Wait. You're saying
I don't have to stay in the getaway car?

I get to go inside the heist?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, you won't regret this, man.

I'm gonna make sure
we get that recipe book,

even if I have to give my life for it.

Piranha, under no circumstances
are you to one-way-ticket this, okay?

All we have to do is nab that book,
land on the Worst of the Worst List,

and go down as
the greatest criminal group in history.

Heistory! Dang it!
I thought of that a second too late.

Whoa.

Was that a "whoa" of wonder?
Sounded full of wonder.

No!

The blindfold is on.

This place is whoa-worthy.

More like an automated greed machine
designed to run efficiently,

therefore reducing energy usage
and material waste?

-Huh? Hmm.
-So evil.

There's our way in.

We can do this.
We could use these walkways to get across.

We just have to time it perfectly,
coordinate our jumps, and move together.

This is what all those line dance nights
were preparing us for. Now!

No, yeah, this is good.
All part of the plan.

I was gonna say let's split up,
cover more ground.

Just radio if you find the recipe book.

And remember, just because we're separated
doesn't make this a competition.

We're all still one team.

-But this is a competition now, right?
-Oh, we're gonna crush 'em.

It's gonna take forever
to get to that door.

Yeah, and something tells me
that this is definitely a competition now.

I bet that controls the walkways.

If we get there, I can hack in
and make us a path to the door,

behind which we'll find
Peppy's collection of children's teeth.

Which I'm now realizing fall out anyway,
so it would be weird,

but not necessarily that evil.

You're coming around
to the Peppy side, aren't you?

No way.

Don't worry. I'm on it.

Go, go, go!

I don't think
this is what my acting coach meant

when he said I should stretch myself more
in my performances.

How much longer, Webs?

I'm almost there. A few more seconds.

I know what I have to do.

Piranha, no! Do not one-way-ticket this!

I always knew joining this heist
was a one-way ticket.

-There has to be another way.
-There's literally so much time left.

Remember me!

He was the best fin
a Fin Bro could ask for,

and the third-best driver
who agreed to join the team.

Webs, would you like to share any words?

-Piranha, are you okay?
-Mm! Mm! Mm!

Better than okay.
This chocolate is delicious!

Find your way out of there
and look for the recipe book.

Last one through the door has to admit
they're probably wrong about Peppy!

According to the blueprints,
the R&D Lab should be right about…

Bingo!

Oh. We need Webs.

Please! There's no lock I can't pick.

Told ya.

There's the recipe book.

We won!

I mean… We've acquired the target.

Let's rendezvous back at the entrance
and make our way out.

Don't wait for me.
I've been sucked into the candy machine.

I'm about to find myself fins-deep
in piping-hot caramel and…

Ooh! This is nice.

Sound like Piranha one-way-ticketed again.

Let's find him first,
then make our way out. Where you going?

-I'm just gonna crack this safe quick.
-Come on. We have the recipe book.

I know, but if I see a safe,
I crack a safe. It's the boxman's code.

Whoa.

This candy must be too flavorful
for the public

if Peppy's got it locked up
tighter than her book.

We should stay focused on the mission,
which means not eating.

Sorry. Couldn't help it.

Yeah, me either.

That's creepy.
It feels like she's watching us.

I know. Isn't it great?

Gasp! Last Whale Tails on the planet.

Uh-uh! Don't even think about it.
You heard Wolf.

We need to find Piranha and get out
before that pastel punk gets wind of us.

Don't waste your time!

I survived the caramel, but here comes
the end of the line, the taffy press!

I'm about to be crush--

Actually, never mind.
This is just like a massage.

Admit it, Webs.

Maybe Peppy's not the maniacal freakshow
you make her out to be.

Maybe she just loves making candy.
Is that so hard to believe?

Look, despite any clear evidence
that any of the theories

we Peppy-truthers
talk about online are true,

no one could be that happy
without something being wrong in the head.

But maybe I-I was a little harsh on her.

And I do like her candy, I guess.

See? I told you Peppy's not ev--

Huh? Ooh.

Webs! No!

I should help her.

Webs is more important
than some candy, right?

Then again,
when I have to make a tough decision,

I usually eat a Whale Tail.

Hi!

Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you with
all that creeping-in-the-shadows stuff.

I just like to save electricity.

The environment, you know?

But listen to me going on,

not letting you get a word in
even to introduce yourself.

Oh. Uh, i-it's okay. I'm Webs.

Well, hi, Webs. How are you?

Uh, fine, I guess. How are you?

Bad.

A whole mess of folks
I've never met before,

and certainly didn't send personal,
handwritten factory tour invitations to,

broke in anyway,

and are trying to thwart my evil plan.

Actually, we only broke in
to steal your recip--

Wait. Did you say "evil plan"?

-Did I?
-You totally did! I knew it!

This is why you should believe
all you read on the Internet.

Man, I wish Shark was here
so I could rub it in his face.

You've read things about me
on the Internet, have you?

Not just read.

I'm the one who first theorized
your whole teeth--

Oh, I'm familiar with your theory.

I've read everything about me
on the Internet.

A horrible place
where it doesn't seem to matter

that I dedicated my entire life
to making people happy!

No. On the Internet,
I'm some sort of, I don't know…

…money-hungry,
teeth-hoarding corporate overlord?

What is with the teeth stuff?
I was a nice person!

Was?

But you and your online pals

just had to keep trolling me
and trolling me,

until I started feeling not nice!

I did not like how that felt.

I figured all those not-nice commenters

probably didn't like
feeling not nice either,

so I've developed a new mind-control candy

that will make everyone act
exactly how I want them to,

which is nice!

I don't believe this. I thought
Peppy only used her candy for good.

But making everyone be nice
seems not that nice.

Time to do the right thing.

Which I was totally planning to do
the whole time.

I was right about you all along.

Well, at least once you turned evil

because of Internet comments
I may or may not have been involved in.

The point is, my team and I are bad guys.

We're The Bad Guys actually.

Never heard of you.

And if you're really bad guys,
are you here to join me?

No! We're bad, not evil.

And me and my friends
won't let you get away with this.

You're a funny little spider,
you know that?

Which friends would you be talking about?

Wow, that was really good timing.

Were you guys just waiting
outside the door or…?

What did you do to them?

They've been such lovely test subjects,
even kind enough to return this.

And now that I know my candy works,
I won't be needing this silly old thing…

or any evidence.

What is that?

Just some highly concentrated citric acid.

I normally use it
for making my sour candies,

but this is going to be oh, so sweet!

Would you two be so kind as to share
some of my candy with your friend?

Yes, Peppy.

Now, all of you, time for a dip.

And don't worry,
it will only hurt a second.

After that,
you won't feel anything at all.

I'm alive.

I'm alive!

What are you guys doing?

Is that an exfoliating bath
or something? I want in!

That can't be good for the skin.

Oh, looks like this party
could use a little chaos.

Stop right there!

It is I, Peppy Sweet Pots,

betrayer of dreams
and soul-crusher to lifelong fans of mine,

and I order you to step away
from that vat of deadly acid.

Don't listen to him!

It's clearly
someone holding a picture of me.

And is that supposed to be my voice?
How rude!

Do not listen to the woman
telling you not to listen to me!

You must obey my commands.

You will obey my commands,

and I order you to turn around
and walk straight off that platform!

Now do it in reverse.

-But turn around first!
-And move to your left!

Oh, yeah!

Oh, no!

We gotta go!
This cookie's about to crumble!

I've spent too much time
perfecting my plan

to be taken down by the likes of you!

Fluffy, Long Boy, grab that fish!

Must destroy intruder.

Wait! It's still me!

I know you're angry and mind-controlled,
and that is your friend, Shark's fault

because he chose candy over rescuing you…

He sounds like a really bad friend.

No, no. No, no, no. He's a great friend.

And I know he wants you to know
that he's sorry for not listening to you

when you said that Peppy…
I mean, I, was up to no good.

Do you think you can forgive him?

Of course I can.

That's impossible.

He used the one thing sweeter than candy.

True friendship.

And maybe Shark can do a better job
of listening to me next time.

He is not willing
to make any promises at this moment.

Whoa! Okay, okay!

Hey!

Uh, Shark, a little help
before they one-way-ticket me?

Oh! Uh, that's enough, my dears.

Your face is weird.

Yeah, you're not the boss of us.

What if I used
the power of true friendship?

Okay! How about now?

Yes, Peppy.

What happened? We gotta get out of here!

Webs, do you think
you can get us a way to that door?

On it!

I can't believe
we didn't get the recipe book.

I can't believe my beloved candy hero

turned out to be
a power-hungry candy villain.

I do want to claim a victory on that,
but, honestly, I'm a little confused.

Was I right about Peppy
or wrong about Peppy?

Or was I so wrong it made me right
because my wrong ideas turned her bad?

My head hurts.

Yeah, anyone else have an icky feeling

that we might have done something…
…good when we blew up the factory

and stopped Peppy's evil plan?

Well, I, for one, am glad we did it.

It hurts to say, but I don't think I can
enjoy one of Peppy's treats ever again.

Must enjoy Peppy's treats.

Piranha, did you eat
the mind-control candy?

Yeah. He said he didn't get to try one
during the heist and felt left out.

This whole thing has left
a really bad taste in my mouth,

and I can't even eat a Whale Tail
to make myself feel better.

I know just what you need, buddy.

No. Don't you dare.

Mm-mm!

Wonder what story
is gonna beat us tonight.

What was the name
of this dastardly group again?

They call themselves The Bad Guys.

She said our name, live on air!

They just broke in

and then destroyed a lifetime of hard work
and blew up my factory,

which is filled with regular,
non-mind-controlling candies.

While that is
an oddly specific clarification,

I think it's safe to say that
the childhoods of all future generations

have been stolen by a dangerous
new criminal group on the rise.

We should all be very afraid of
The Bad Guys.

Yeah!