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♪ 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!

Oh, sorry, Agent P. [coughs] We're testing all the lair entrances

while Doof is away on vacation.

Ow, sir.

I'll be doing the heavy lifting,

monitoring the mainframe here, and Carl will do the easy work

of climbing through 10,000 feet of tunnel, checking each opening.

Anyway, Agent P, you can take it easy

and enjoy a Doof-free day.

Tick-tock, Carl.

- [cell phone ringing] - Perry the Platypus, whatcha doing?

I'm on vacation! You miss me?

[beeps]

Hello? Hello? Here, a selfie will make him jealous.

Time to make my life look more glamorous than it is.

Mmm!

Oh, cabana boy! What's his name?

Benny? Ben? Benjamin? Benjamin!

I know what we're gonna do today.

It's the perfect day to create the perfect summer drink.

Which is clearly a lemonade-y iced tea.

[laughs] Respectfully, I believe you are mistaken.

- It is a tea-y lemonade. - Okay, I agree.

It's a combo, but it's gotta have quench!

Wow, so this is your big project for the day?

- Quench! - Yeah, we thought we'd do a taste test

to find the perfect tea-to-lemonade ratio.

Okay, this looks pretty low stakes.

- Insert yawn here. Proceed. - Come get a glass later.

[sipping]

- Uh, no thanks. - Shall we take it to the vats?

- Quench! Quench! - If we're gonna figure out

the perfect beverage ratio, we gotta make enough for everyone.

- Everyone in the neighborhood? - Everyone in Danville.

Isabella, you have an amazingly nuanced palate.

I am the only Fireside Girl to secure the High Society Patch.

Which is exactly why you'll be rating

- the satisfaction levels. - Check.

- Baljeet, on chemistry balance? - I have already started.

Buford, you're testing quenchability.

Quench!

I'm about to become very humid.

First, a 50-50 blend. And taste.

Hmm. Five out of ten. Lovely bouquet, but unsatisfied.

[sips] Unquenched.

Hmm, needs less lemon.

Or more sweetener.

Let us try 37% more tea.

And I want 137% more quench.

That is not how math works, Buford.

- Bookcase entrance check. - Bookcase entrance.

Got it. Keep it going, Carl. That's 1% done.

- We've got a lot more to do. - We?

♪ We got one in the garbage can and 12 on the floor ♪

♪ Between here and the hallway we got 27 more ♪

♪ One in the mushroom One in the hose ♪

♪ If you want some in the bathroom we got plenty of those ♪

♪ One in the printer that is pretty hi-tech ♪

♪ Two behind the paintings that you never expect ♪

♪ One in the rat hole under the deck ♪

♪ It's our lair entrance system check guitar ♪

♪ Lair entrance system check Come on ♪

♪ We got one in the neighbor's house that's down the block ♪

- [chorus] ♪ Check ♪ - ♪ Feel free to use it ♪

- ♪ Just remember to knock ♪ - ♪ Check ♪

♪ One in the flower bed under this rock ♪

- ♪ Check ♪ - ♪ There's one in the fuse lock ♪

- ♪ That will give you a shock ♪ - ♪ Check ♪

♪ You might not be aware but there's one here ♪

♪ And here and here And here and here and there ♪

♪ It's our lair entrance system check guitar ♪

♪ Lair entrance system check Come on ♪

♪ There's one underneath that ceramic duck ♪

- ♪ Check ♪ - ♪ There's seven in the patio ♪

Sir, I think I'm stuck.

We've all got our own problems.

- [Buford] Still not quenched! - Needs more ice!

Ahhh!

Hmm, the low stakes have definitely been raised.

But as always, it would be pointless to get Mom

because as always, the mysterious force would just take this all away.

This tunnel is a force to be reckoned with.

[echoing] I'm a force to be reckoned with.

I'm a force to be reckoned with.

Wait, hello? Mysterious Force?

- Is that you? - [Major Monogram] Yes.

- I'm listening. - You're really stuck?

Yes, yes, I am really stuck in my life.

Oh, my gosh, Mysterious Force, you really understand me.

- Uh, wiggle around a little. - Okay.

[squeaking]

Okay, yes, I'm doing it.

[Major Monogram] You'll find you have more room than you think, Carl.

Actually, it's Candace, but I guess you can call me Carl.

There's a zebra that calls me Kevin.

Mysterious Force, if this is really you,

I need you to show me a sign.

Wiggling's not working.

Hold on. Let's see if this does it for you.

[buzzing]

- [gasps] A sign! - Well, whatever you're doing, sir,

none of it is dislodging me.

- [phone ringing] - Stacy, you gotta get over here.

I think the Mysterious Force is contacting me through the bathtub.

Well, that's a new one. Oh, bingo!

And yet this is not the strangest call I've gotten from you, even this week.

Be right over.

Careful, only 2% more sugar, Ferb.

Hmm, a fine vintage, but I'm still not satisfied.

Hmm. Yes. Am I detecting a coarseness on my palate?

My tongue still like sandpaper.

Pass.

[all] Hi.

- Mysterious Force! - Do you see

what the boys are doing out there?

- Oh, wow! - Stacy, come here.

- Listen. - What am I listening for?

Your sanity saying, "Candace, find me"?

Mysterious Force?

Hmm, nothing. Wait, I also heard over here.

Mysterious Force, reveal thyself!

Nope, it's not here.

It was in here before, I swear.

- Are you there? - Candace, I'm getting really worried.

[Major Monogram] Don't worry, I'm still here.

Uh, does this Mysterious Force

- have a low, commanding voice? - Yes!

I can't believe I'm saying this, but I hear it too.

Mysterious Force, what do you want?

- Oh, I do love ham sandwiches. - [exclaims] You hear it.

Stacy, do you know what this means?

- The Force eats luncheon meets? - No.

If it can tell me when it will take the boys' stuff away,

I can get Mom to show up right before

so she can bust once and for all.

Oh, Great Mysterious Force!

When will thou take us away what the boys hath built?

- What's with the ye olde English? - I don't know.

It's probably ancient. I'm respecting my elders.

[Major Monogram] Um, give me ten minutes, Carl.

It's coming in ten.

- It's coming in ten. Wait, who's Carl? - It's me.

I'm Carl. It's my force name. Keep up, Stace.

Wait, what?

[ringing]

Mom, you have to be home in nine minutes or less.

- It is very important. - A specific time frame.

Keeping it fresh. Nice. We're on our way.

[computer beeping]

Carl, the Flynn-Fletchers are on their return route home.

Stop your tomfoolery and wrap it up.

I'm still stuck, sir. It's hot, and I'm so thirsty.

Benjamin! Benjamin! Benjamin!

Ugh! Fine, I guess I'm going to have to work on vacation.

What have I got to work with? Hmm.

[sobs]

Benjamin gets to behold my Bring-Me-a-Drink-anator!

Man, there is no grievance so petty that an "anator" can't fix it.

Still not right.

Not quenching... Fading.

But you know, this is kind of fun, too.

Huh, maybe satisfaction should be rated by someone less picky.

- Respectfully. - Are you calling me picky?

- Respectfully? - Well, if the pink pole fits.

I think the heat's gotten to you guys. With all due respect.

But we're so close.

We can't give up yet.

[arguing indistinctly]

- It's just lemonade. - [Baljeet] I said 37%.

- He put in 41%. He must have 5%. - It's gotta have quench.

You hear me? Quench, quench, quench.

[sighs] Ten point oh.

Mmm! The perfect summer beverage.

Quench!

There's nothing a hint of mint can't improve.

[gasps] Two minutes. We just have time. [giggles excitedly]

So, what's my mysterious force name?

- Am I a Frederick or am I a Dave-- - Come on, Stacy.

Carl. I can't even see you.

There's an entrance flap by my head.

Maybe you can get it to dislodge me.

Which one is it?

Oh, look at you kids with your little stand.

Have a glass, Mom.

No, this is nothing. Wait till you see in the back.

Who's this big boy? Mmm.

Okay, devastatingly aloof cabana boy whose name I don't quite remember,

but I'm pretty sure it's in the Benjamin family.

[disembodied voice] Chris!

Prepare yourself to bring me a drink!

Oh, finally! Mmm. Quenched!

[computer beeping]

Great googily-moogily! That last entrance isn't closing!

Whoa! Incoming, sir.

- But... But... - What? No!

Why, Mysterious Force, why?

Honey, the heat's gotten to you.

Come get something cool that the boys made.

[both grunting]

[sighs in relief] All entrances examined, sir.

Adequate work, Carl. Now for the international entrances.

[sighs]

- I was so close. - [Major Monogram] Next time you're stuck

- I don't want to hear about it, ,Carl. - Curse you, Mysterious Force!

Tell him, Carl.