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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!

Sorry we're late. We all went through the car wash

13 times with my crazy Uncle Oslo.

- Sick. - No worries.

We were busy doing chores all day anyway.

You guys do chores?

I'd think you'd build a small army of drones to do the work for you.

Well, yes. Yes, we did.

That reminds me, I could use a little help with my chore.

Baljeet and I tried to untangle all of these Christmas lights,

but it was to no avail.

Buford, why are there so many?

Well, you see, every year my mom pays Uncle Oslo

to string up our Christmas lights,

but she always forgets to take them down.

So year after year, he hangs up more until, well...

So now we need a new garage.

Perhaps your drones could help us untangle this?

You bet.

And when we're done, let's use them to put on a light show!

Hey, where's Baljeet?

It is so Christmassy in there.

♪ Vanessa and Monty are up to something ♪

So, dinner with both our dads tonight.

What could go wrong?

Yeah, it's not like they're sworn enemies who will disown us

when they find out we've been dating.

Oh, wait, they are!

Yeah, I got a bad feeling about this.

Your pessimism is very attractive.

You save that sweet talk for tonight.

Conserving sweet talk. See you there.

Hey, Dad. Almost ready for dinner?

You bet. I've been rehearsing

my chit-chat intimidation tactics all morning.

Have you told him I'm evil?

Yes, Dad.

Just please be on your best behavior tonight,

and promise me no Inators at the dinner table.

Okay, okay, I promise.

But she didn't mention the table itself being an Inator.

Nice loophole, sir.

I know, right? Behold my Table-Turn-Inator.

Wait... Uh... It's actually just a diagram.

I put the real table in the restaurant.

Behold this diagram of my Table-Turn-Inator...

is what I'm trying to say.

So you know how these fancy restaurants are so overpriced

and they serve these tiny little portions?

Well, with this, if I sit in the red chair and spin the table,

I'll get all the good food.

Your pettiest scheme yet, sir.

I try, I try.

♪ All the lights are attached to the drones in the sky ♪

♪ We're not building anything but we're watching them fly ♪

♪ Doing more chores thanks to Uncle Oslo ♪

♪ But now it's time for the show ♪

I never knew this song had another verse.

Well, it was never apropos until now.

All systems go, Ferb.

It's getting dark.

Doesn't anyone care where Perry is?

Delightful entrance, Agent P.

Anyhoo, our intel says that Doof is dining in Danville tonight,

which, you know, now that I think about it, sounds pretty harmless.

I, too, have dinner reservations of my own.

- As do I, sir. - Nobody cares, Carl.

I'm meeting my son's girlfriend for the first time.

Why don't you join us, Agent P?

♪ You're invited ♪

Sorry I couldn't make your Brazilian jiu-jitsu competition, Stace.

It was chore day.

It's okay. It's going great.

You go, girl.

I haven't seen the boys building anything, so it's pretty chill here.

But I feel kind of unfulfilled not having to bust them.

Who's ready for the light show?

Sorry, Stacy. That's my cue.

I'm back in business, baby.

Right this way.

Wait, Carl? What in blazes are you doing here?

And who are these guys?

Oh, we're here for the two-for-one sidekick special,

'cause, you know, we're all sidekicks.

Doofenshmirtz!

Are you here to ruin my classy evening out with my son and his new girlfriend?

Oh, don't be silly, Francis.

I'm also here for a classy dinner with my daughter and her new boy--

Wait a second! Nostril Boy? Is he your new boyfriend?

His name is Monty, Dad.

Look, if we told you the truth, neither of you would have come.

Let's try to be civilized and enjoy ourselves?

This smells like a setup.

Carl, consider yourself back on the clock. Pull up a chair.

Yes, sir. Sorry, Dexter.

It's okay.

I have to go anyway.

That's my chair. The one with the foot control.

Francis! Maybe you'd like this chair with the sleek upholstery.

I'm perfectly comfortable here.

- I... I must insist. - No, it's mine.

- No, mine. - Mine!

- No, mine! - Oh, here we go.

- Mine! - No, mine!

Your usual table, sir?

Oh. You'll be joining friends?

Very good, sir. Right this way.

Hey, isn't that that guy you gave your number to?

Yeah, he hasn't called, but a girl can dream.

Perry the Platypus, you're in on this, too?

I am so out of the loop.

He's my guest, and now my backup.

No son of mine will date the daughter of my mortal enemy.

Oh, yeah? Well, no daughter of mine will date the son of my--

You get the idea. I'm just flipping what you said.

Dad, just please sit down.

Hmm.

So... this is nice, right?

Welcome. I am Rinaldo.

Enjoy our signature dining experience.

I hear they have great gelato.

Perry the Platypus, could... could we have a word in my, uh, office?

I'm just trying to figure out how to get out of here

without ruining Vanessa's night.

Food poisoning? No, no.

Fake alien invasion? No, no, it's...

I'm just spitballing here. I'm spitballing.

Ooh. Ooh! Perry the Platypus, you stay here,

and then when I go in there, you call me with an "emergency." All right?

Yeah, yeah. That'll do.

Agent P, any intel?

Doofenshmirtz is clearly using his daughter as a pawn to infiltrate OWCA.

She's clearly out of his league.

We should have done tacos.

I don't know what he sees in her.

I think they look cute together.

Pink is not Francis' color.

He's making a huge mistake.

Girl better wake up.

Nostril Guy? Is she for real? Nostril Guy!

Have you tried taking him through a car wash?

I'm not programmed to understand love.

This is an absolutely unacceptable situation.

Who said that? Doof? Is that you?

Who? Not me.

I gotta go. Bye!

I'm stealing your seat, Francis. You can sit in mine.

Why, I ought to... Hold me back, Carl.

Hold me back, Norm.

Hold me back less. Hold me back...

Dinner is served.

Time to turn the table.

And for the grand finale...

Great googly moogly!

You know, Vanessa, this reminds me of this one Fourth of July

when Monty had a firecracker shoot right at--

- Dad! - Wait, I wanna hear this.

Oh, yeah. Get in my tummy. That is all mine.

No, it's mine.

- No, mine! - Mine!

- Mine! - Mine!

- Mine! Mine! - Mine!

I'll be honest. I didn't understand anything you said.

But look at us.

Who are we to stand in the way of young love?

I'm sorry for being a giant man-baby.

You're not the man-baby. I am.

- I'm the man-baby! - No, I am!

No, I am.

- No, I am. - No, I am.

Alert! Alert!

Ooh, this is immersive.

Dad, what did you do?

Quick, get on the table!

I think I'm gonna be sick.

♪ This whole thing's got me in a tizzy ♪

♪ I wish the waiter would help but he looks busy ♪

♪ The platypus is right, or is he? ♪

♪ At least I think he's got a hunch ♪

♪ This is a lose-lose, there ain't a winner ♪

♪ I feel confused it's a real head-spinner ♪

♪ I know, I know that this is just a dinner ♪

♪ But I'm about to lose my mind ♪

♪ My head is spinning ♪

♪ Round and round ♪

♪ And round and round ♪

♪ Round and round ♪

♪ And round and round ♪

♪ I'm getting dizzy ♪

♪ Turn up the light, light, light, light light, light, light ♪

♪ Let's light it up ♪

♪ Light, light, light, light, light ♪

♪ Let's turn up the light ♪

♪ Light, light, light, light, light ♪

♪ Let's light it up ♪

♪ Light, light, light, light, light ♪

♪ Let's turn up the lights ♪

Hey, guys, the only thing that would make this show better? Popcorn.

I'll take that. Time to shine a light on this bust.

Wait till Mom gets a load of this.

Candace, it's the climax of my movie.

This better be quick.

It is. Wait till you see what's in the sky. Come on.

Come on. Just look up.

Oh, Candace. It really is a lovely moon,

but it's not like it was going to disappear.

Couldn't it have waited until after the movie?

But... but... but... but... but...

It is not your time.

Oh. Sorry, I thought you were a zoetrope.

Never mind.

Um, about the...

hugging when we were at death's door.

I wasn't myself back there.

Oh, totally.

So, you know, for continuity's sake, enemies?

Enemies.

- You okay, Nessa? - Yeah.

Well, I suppose that could have gone worse.

We like each other, right?

It's not just that we enjoy messing with our dads.

Can't it be both?

It can be both.

Here's the bill... plus damages.

Don't forget to tip.

Wait, what is this?

Curse you, Heinz Doofenshmirtz!

Any guesses on what Phineas and Ferb have planned for us today?

- What? - This is usually the part of the day

when you pitch us building your bread bowl hot tub.

I've been burned one too many a time.

Maybe it's the universe telling me it's not meant to be.

Hey, guys. Sorry we're late.

What's in the bowl?

Only our latest invention.

Your invention is a normal-sized ball of dough?

Patience. It still has to rise.

Ferb and I invented a new strain of yeast

that dectuples in size and bakes itself in three, two, one...

Wait, is that bread?

No way! No way! No way! No!

- May I present-- - Let me say it. Let me say it.

Bread bowl hot tub!

It's finally happening!

You bet your broth.

Speaking of which, Ferb, bring in the chowder.

All 600 gallons.

Oh, man! I've never been so happy

when it wasn't at someone else's expense.

We were up shucking clams all night.

We wanted to show Buford

that persistence to the point of being annoying really pays off.

Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom! Mom!

Well, sometimes.

Whoo-hoo!

Now, are you guys gonna hop in or what?

Well, I would, but this is a new bathing suit.

Yeah, I am more of a tomato bisque man.

Since it was your idea, why don't you have a moment alone with your... soup?

You know what would be good? Let's get a snack.

Okay, your loss.

Now this is how we should have started summer.

You know who would like this?

Perry.

I wonder where he is.

It's just a Carb-Away-Inator, Perry the Platypus.

It's not even evil. It sends carbs away.

Argh! Having bread around me is too tempting.

So I point it at bread, it sends the bread away.

Dad?

Oh. Hey, Perry. I was making a sandwich.

Where'd all the bread go?

I don't know. I used a Carb-Away-Inator. It just goes away.

And are you really gonna thwart me for making healthy life choices?

Yeah, I thought so.

I thought so.

Tell your story walking, buddy.

Was that too mean?

Hey, guys, come on in.

The soup is fine.

Guys?

Guys.

Hello, hello!

Wait, where am I?

Uh-oh.

I have a feeling we're not in the backyard anymore.

Well, I don't know how we got here, but my stomach is rumbling.

Now don't wander off, Chowdina.

I'm gonna call you Chowdina, 'cause, you know, you got chowder in you.

And plus, you look like a Chowdina.

Anyway, I'm gonna go bully up something to eat.

I don't know much about the food chain,

but I do know that van Stomms always come out on top.

Get in there, fuzz for brains.

Wait for it.

Wait for it.

Hyah!

Hold still, you stupid fish-face!

Swim in my mouth.

Hoo-ya!

Oh, I'm a dumb bird.

That's what you sound like.

Eat coconut, you dumb bird.

Wait a second.

I could've eaten the coconut.

Eh, too much work.

Sorry, stomach. Turns out I'm a poor provider.

Sorry to come back empty-handed, Chowdina.

This whole food chain thing is more complicated than I thought.

Oh, Buford.

The beauty of nature lies in harmony.

Chowdina, you can talk! But how?

Well, if I had to guess, you may be hallucinating.

My voice is a coping mechanism to deal with the isolation.

Although we have only been here for four minutes.

Well, you're the only one here to talk to.

Except for Volley-Baljeet.

I do not use contractions.

Buford so hungry.

You could just eat me. I am made entirely out of food.

What? No! I'm not gonna eat my friend.

You're the best thing that's ever happened to me.

And the third best thing that's happened to Volley-Baljeet. Right?

My face is blood.

Regardless of how we got here, we gotta eat to survive.

So it's back to the hunt.

Buford, there are other ways to survive than hunting.

You can't bully nature into submission.

You must learn to commune with nature.

Bullying has never let me down before.

It's food. My food has food!

Wait! Don't go! I'm not hunting you.

Commune with nature, huh?

♪ A city boy out in the wilderness ♪

♪ This is all pretty new and bizarre ♪

♪ There's no hamburguesa to shove in my face-a ♪

♪ It's just one big salad bar ♪

♪ There's no phone and no internet ♪

♪ Bathroom or kitchenette ♪

♪ There's really not anything major ♪

♪ Just a bird and some oxen ♪

♪ There's no other option ♪

♪ I'll have to commune with nature ♪

♪ I'll make friends with the flora and fauna ♪

♪ I'll connect with the sky and the sea ♪

♪ I don't really understand all of this stuff ♪

♪ But it's starting to understand me ♪

♪ I know that's a plant and that's also a plant ♪

♪ I don't know all the nomenclature ♪

♪ But look at me go ♪

♪ Just a regular Joe ♪

♪ Who has learned to commune with nature ♪

♪ Nature ♪

♪ Nature ♪

I love you, nature.

We love you too, Buford.

Chowdina, you're never gonna believe it.

I was so communing with nature and...

Chowdina! Get away from her.

It's okay, Buford. Do not worry about me.

As you learned in that previous song sequence, this is just part of nature.

But, Chowdina, you can't go.

You're my bread bowl hot tub and my friend.

It's the law of nature. You must accept this.

If becoming one with nature means having to leave you behind,

I want none of that.

Hey you, trash bird!

That's right, you dirty sky rats!

I've had it with your stupid squawking.

Shame! Shame!

Yeah, you better fly away, wings-for-arms.

Buford.

You went back to bullying just to save me.

Eh, all that nature stuff was getting stale anyway.

Chowdina, I'm gonna sail you back to society.

Okay, let's do this.

Chowdina!

This isn't looking good, Buford.

It's okay, Chowdina, we're gonna make it through somehow.

This should help with the rain.

But I don't think it will do much good

against that tidal wave.

No! Listen up, wave. You're not taking her.

For Chowdina, I'll bully the laws of nature into submission.

Shame, shame!

Wait. That actually worked?

Buford! Look!

Chowdina, you can fly!

I don't believe it! I'm magic.

How is this happening?

The call of the carbs was too strong, and I, too weak to resist their charms.

I probably shouldn't have built a reverse switch.

I'll take that.

Perry the Platypus?

I'm just gonna assume it's you, 'cause I don't hear any talking.

Anyway, I was wrong. Please come back and thwart me.

Whoo-hoo! Yeah!

The power of friendship is amazing!

Sure. Let's chalk it up to friendship.

Hold on, Chowdina. We're almost home!

There's got to be something you could do to help me with these carb impulses.

Ah. I guess I could have just done that myself.

We're so close.

Thanks for coming, Perry the Platypus.

I appreciate you.

Chowdina! What happened to the magic?

Did I do something wrong?

It's okay, Chowdina.

Even if I have to carry you back, we'll find a way.

Buford, this is where our journey ends.

My time has come.

But we're so close to home.

You can't do this to me. Not now!

Don't think of this as an end, but rather, a beginning.

For now, I'll return to the ocean. I'll become food for the fish.

Breaking down, but nourishing others.

Eventually, I'll return to the soil

and become the fertile base for wheat to grow.

The wheat will be milled into flour and given a purpose.

And perhaps one day, I'll become a bread bowl hot tub once again.

And you and I can go on a whole new adventure.

The circle of life.

Thank you, Buford. Thank you for believing in me.

Farewell, Chowdina.

Farewell.

Chowdina, won't you say goodbye?

Oh, that's right. Your voice was just a coping mechanism.

Farewell, Buford.

Hey, Buford, what happened to your bread bowl hot tub?

You know, some days you're flying high on a green cloud of friendship magic,

others, you're fish food in the bottom of the ocean.

Um, not sure I follow you.

She's gone, but she'll live on in my heart forever.

Phew!

Glad we got out of that one.

Who would want to soak in soup?

♪ Bread bowl hot tub ♪

♪ It's a soupy Jacuzzi in a loaf ♪

♪ A bread bowl hot tub ♪

♪ Bread bowl hot tub ♪

♪ Floating pretty on a slice of giant toast ♪

♪ The bubbles come from the jets ♪

♪ So they're not mine, I swear ♪

♪ So drink while you massage all my toes ♪

♪ Forget your chips and ladles ♪

♪ Skip the pools and shade-o ♪

♪ And sail aboard a giant brioche ♪

♪ In a bread bowl hot tub ♪

♪ Bread bowl hot tub ♪