Original subtitles

♪ There's a hundred and four days of summer vacation ♪

♪ And school comes along just to end it ♪

♪ So the annual problem for our generation ♪

♪ Is finding a good way to spend it ♪

♪ Like maybe ♪

♪ Building a rocket or fighting a mummy ♪

♪ Or climbing up the Eiffel Tower ♪

♪ Discovering something that doesn't exist ♪

Hey!

♪ Or giving a monkey a shower ♪

♪ Surfing tidal waves creating nano-bots ♪

- ♪ Or locating Frankenstein's brain ♪ - It's over here!

♪ Finding a dodo bird painting a continent ♪

- ♪ Or driving our sister insane ♪ - Phineas!

♪ As you can see there's a whole lot of stuff to do ♪

- ♪ Before school starts this fall ♪ - Come on, Perry!

♪ So stick with us 'cause Phineas and Ferb are gonna do it all! ♪

♪ So stick with us 'cause Phineas and Ferb are gonna do it all! ♪

Mom, Phineas and Ferb are making a title sequence!

[♪ eerie music playing]

[wind blowing]

- [animal howling] - [Candace gasps]

- [thunder, lightning] - [screams]

[screaming] No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

- [screaming] - [Phineas] Oh! Hi, Candace.

How do you like our scarecrow mech suits?

Pretty cool, huh?

I hate this time of year.

Scarecrow race!

Mom! Mom, Mom!

Scooch, Perry. I'm on a bust.

- Mom. Mom! - [pager beeps]

[beeping]

[Major Monogram] Hello, Agent P.

Doof has apparently slept through the day's opportunity for evil.

- Very unlike him. - Don't state the obvious, Carl.

Anyhoo, better get over there and give Doof a nudge,

just to make sure he's still, uh, you know, breathing.

Candace, what are we-- Whoa! Candace, slow down!

[Candace] This is it. This is the one.

[laughs maniacally, screams]

[brakes screech]

Wait. Where are the giant scarecrows?

It turns out straw is not a reliable building material.

I told you we should have made them out of bricks.

Did those three pigs teach us nothing?

But-- But-- Ah, forget it.

Sometimes it's just not even worth that last "but."

No, dear. Sometimes it's not. Now get your butt into the car.

Ah, Perry the Platypus! Have I got a surprise for you!

[zaps, pulses]

Okay, note to self. Only use the Make-Bigger-Inator outside.

You weren't supposed to get that big, Perry the Platypus! Only like 20% bigger.

[heavy footfall]

[man over speakers] Thank goodness it was national Evacuate the City Day!

Whoa! Perry, is that you?

[people screaming]

[Dr. Doofenshmirtz] Wakey wakey, Perry the Platypus.

Did you enjoy your giant movie monster dream?

Yes, yes, it was just a dream.

I-- I'll explain. Have you ever noticed

that everyone always wants to tell you their dreams?

And they're so boring.

They just go on and on and on and on.

And-- And there's no character development.

There's nothing that's hooking me into the story.

I'd rather just wait for the movie.

And, to that end, behold, my Dream-Project-Inator.

You'll never guess what it does.

It-- It projects people's drea--

I-I guess it's in the name.

[yawns] Oh, hey, Perry.

Dad, I just woke up from the weirdest dream.

- I was driving-- - See?

This is exactly what I was talking about.

- Now, watch this. - And there were these--

[♪ eerie music playing]

- [radio static] - [♪ children's music plays]

- [radio static] - [♪ same music distorting]

[gasps]

Nuh-uh.

- [screams] - [brakes screech]

[sighs]

[both scream]

[♪ singing song from radio]

Well, only one thing to do.

♪ Ominous crack in the darkness ♪

♪ Echoing through the trees ♪

[chainsaw buzzes]

♪ A yellow fowl in the moonlight ♪

♪ You gotta be kidding me ♪

♪ Run or get plucked You better be quick ♪

♪ Dumb zombie duck You crossed the wrong chick ♪

♪ Mess with me if you dare Blissfully unaware ♪

♪ You're the one who should be scared ♪

♪ I'm your worst nightmare ♪

Wow! Her violent nightmare was a musical?

My little girl is a pile of contradictions, isn't she? What--

Hey!

[grunts, sputters] Feathers.

[zapping]

[♪ eerie music playing]

Ew! Baljeet, what did you do?

I have discarded my limited physical form like a useless appendix.

I will free everyone to create a mind-blowing utopia!

[grunts] Get back!

[screams] Lower paleolithic technology!

- Aah! - Take that!

Come on! This way!

[Baljeet screams]

Look out for the hypothalamus.

How do you stop a brain?

[gasps] I've got it!

- [Baljeet cackles] - Reality TV!

I'm not here to make friends. I'm here for Chad.

I'm not here for you. I'm here for Alexa.

No! I am losing brain cells just watching it.

Oh, yeah, I'm definitely here for the wrong reasons.

- [laughs] Brain freeze! - [screams] No!

- [zapping, whirring] - [laughs] Now, time for a brain storm!

[screams]

That's physically impossible!

[all] Join us. Join us!

Not today, you lousy brain bags.

[laughs] I'm home free!

I always knew it would end like this.

Like, specifically like this. Me being dragged off by the tentacles

of giant, sentient brains

- that used to be my friends. - [all cackling]

- [grunts] - [whirs, zaps]

Yep, bricks would have been better.

[narrator] The saga of the teenage girl warrior

who rode human-mouthed horses.

Human-mouthed horses!

A girl, relentlessly chased by a mysterious force hungering for her.

- [growls] - [whip cracks]

Torn from her true love by fate's cruel machinations.

Sorry, Candace, I have a shift at the Slushy Targaryen.

[narrator] On a quest to bring to justice the scourge of her life:

the brothers of House Flynn-Fletcher,

who get to do whatever they want and never getteth in trouble,

ever!

My brothers are the worst thing there is.

Hey, Candace! Apple?

No, no, no. They're not such bad little fellas.

It's not fair.

That tech won't be invented for hundreds of years.

She's gonna call...

Mom!

[Linda] Coming, Candace. Hold on. Just a sec.

Uh-oh.

- [rumbling] - [growls]

[echoing] The mysterious force!

[Linda] Almost there.

I don't see anything, Candace. Oh, look, a pony!

- [grunts] Ow! - [zapping]

[♪ eerie music playing]

[water burbling]

You should see my nightmares.

[♪ eerie music playing]

[yawns] Maybe a little midnight snack will put me back to sleep.

[gasps]

Ah! I know I shouldn't eat those before the sale tomorrow.

[gobbles] Totally worth it.

[♪ foreboding music plays]

- [girl screams] - What's happening?

It's the cupcakes. The cupcakes! [screams]

But all I did was sneak one tiny, little cupcake.

You never open a box before the sale, Isabella!

Never.

[cupcakes snarling]

[muffled screaming]

- Mmm. - All right, ladies.

Looks like there's only one solution.

Who's hungry?

[girls scream]

[♪ electronic music playing]

[screaming continues]

[whirs, zaps]

Wow, we are shooting out a lot more Random-Inator blasts than usual.

Your personal best, sir.

[zapping]

[♪ eerie music playing]

- [screaming] - Mom, Mom, Mom.

Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom, Mom.

No, no. No, thank you.

[zaps]

A parking ticket?

That's it. I'm taking over! Dino-alien robots, deploy!

[roaring]

[chomps]

Finally, I am the Grand-Taker-Over.

It's better than I've dreamed, ironically, and-- Oh, oh!

And I've got a little hat and everything.

[zapping, whirring]

♪ It starting like no one's ever seen ♪

♪ You have frightening swarms of ducklings coming through... ♪

[ducklings growl, snarl]

[roaring]

♪ ...looking for a fight ♪

♪ Never know what we'll find ♪

♪ Won't you take it to the chorus, all right ♪

[roaring]

♪ Tell your momma it's a dreamscape ♪

[snarling]

What the-- Oh, no!

Dream creatures are coming out of the screen.

How is this happening? Whoa.

[brains cackle]

[whinnies]

There's a platypus controlling me. [whinnies]

[chatters]

Yes, Giant Perry!

Get him! Crush him! Yes. [chuckles]

[Perry chatters]

Gesundheit, Perry the Platypus.