Original subtitles

This is the stick-up!

Stick them up!

Hands up!

Hands up!

Everybody!

All of them!

Now, where's the stash?

Gooey Chewy's!

The Gooey Chewy bars!

How do you do?

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

It's gonna be okay.

Don't make me use this!

Don't make me laugh.

Funny you should mention that.

Feeling lucky?

Punk!

Huh?

What was the next?

Wherever

evil lurks, wherever it may hide, it is time

to unmask it and reveal truth to the world.

It is time to right the world's wrongs and fight injustice, wherever it may lie,

to help the...

I take Super Leaf to the shot.

Gotta get the leaf in the shot.

Sweet!

Thank you.

This is not a film on the supernatural properties of a leaf.

It has no business being in my masterpiece.

Hang in there, Captain!

Super Leaf comes in for the rescue!

Now evil will rule the world.

Hey!

Hey!

He took your candy bar!

Watch out!

Watch out!

Hey!

Hey, losers!

Here we go again.

What are you scrubs up to now?

Making a cool movie.

And Bernie plays as a gonzo superhero.

Stop talking.

What are you... Who's gonna save the world as we know it.

And the bad guys... The bad guys?

Hey!

You wanna be the bad guys?

Do I wanna... Anyways, these bad guys, they tried to destroy...

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Shut your trap.

Shutting trap now.

Okay.

Thank you.

Oh, hey!

A movie with a girl director.

What is this thing?

Russell.

A movie finder?

That's enough.

Yeah.

What are you gonna do about it, super, uh...

Wimp?

Yeah.

Super wimp?

Check it out, man.

I'm Steven Spell.

No, stall.

Stool.

Spatula.

Who am I?

Hang on.

Give it back to her.

And what are you gonna do if I don't?

I'm gonna make her laugh.

Get it, boys!

And cut.

Now that is what I call entertainment.

My viewfinder!

Aw, now look what you made me do.

Oh, well.

That's showbiz.

Hey, hey, hey!

Lame-o mutt!

Drop lame-os!

Stay away.

Um, we're outta here.

So...

Spielberg.

It's Steven Spielberg!

I should've stopped him.

It's not your fault.

Your eye.

What happened to your eye?

Some superhero.

Can't even protect my friends.

Oh!

Hey, mister!

You dropped your... Mister!

Splat!

No!

Splat!

No, boy!

You know how gassy you get.

Little gilly-chilly bars.

There's only three left.

Cheers.

To the lame-os.

Yeah.

Lame-os.

How many of those did you eat?

Jeez.

Let me get this straight.

You let the factory ship my special batch of gooey-chewies to the wrong addresses.

We got them back, sir.

How about one box?

One box?

One bar will make a person immune to my laughter generator.

Who's responsible?

Well?

Well, who was driving?

For whom doth the bell toll?

The yellow.

It tolls for thee.

Ha-ha!

Ha-ha!

Ha-ha!

Ha-ha!

Ha-ha!

Ha-ha!

He died doing what he loved.

Wingnut!

Sir!

We had trackers on each of these boxes, did we not?

Yes, we did, sir.

Then... Find it!

What if someone's already eaten one?

Then find him!

And bring him here!

Okay.

But do it quietly.

So we don't attract the attention of the world intelligence team.

Right.

Oh, and, Wingnut.

Hmm?

Do it now!

On my way.

Excitement continues to rise.

Every country around the world will be watching an eager expectation regarding

this unprecedented event, where the queen, the president, and other top world leaders

will soon be in Paris, signing a treaty to once and for all usher in world peace.

The United Kingdom looks upon this auspicious

event with the greatest anticipation.

Nowhere in the history of mankind has such a possibility presented itself.

And it is in honor and humility that I shall...

So, um, how do you like the meatloaf?

Meatloaf?

I was wondering.

Sounds good as what Mom made.

You still miss her?

Yeah.

Me too.

Hey, I heard a good joke at work today.

What did the sea monsters eat for lunch?

Not tonight, Dad.

Come on, you like my jokes.

I mean, they're a little corny, but I'm sure they're better.

Yeah.

All right, what's up, kiddo?

Don't you ever, you know, get tired of being a nobody?

Um... No, no, I don't mean you.

Look, I know we need the extra money.

And I get that schools need custodial engineers.

You mean janitors.

It's okay, we all have value.

Yeah, right.

Like being some jerk's punching bag.

Okay, so that's what this is all about, right?

I mean, I tried helping someone who messed up.

Just like always.

Talk about a loser.

Yeah, you're not a loser for messing up.

You have one of the biggest hearts of anyone I've ever met.

Right.

You do.

And you...

You got that from your mother.

Come on, I see how you look out for your friends.

The lamos.

Yeah, I'm real good at that.

Lens cap and IQ, they're not lamos.

They're, okay, they're a little weird, but they have value.

We all do.

I know where to cheer you up.

I have a surprise.

I want you to close your eyes and don't peek.

All right?

And...

Voila!

What is this?

It's your dessert.

That is angel food cake.

Bam!

Okay, it's a little... It's a little overcooked.

Okay, okay, you know what?

You made your point.

Why don't you go upstairs, start your

homework, and I'll bring you some ice cream.

You know, I think I'm good.

I can't burn the ice cream.

Go.

Fish and ships.

What?

What the sea monsters ate.

Fish and ships.

You know...

Burn.

Everyone has value, son.

God, he doesn't make junk.

Give it back to her.

Am I speaking clearly?

Talking to me?

Boom.

Want another kick?

Boom.

You talking to me?

There is no one behind me, so you're talking to me.

And that is a bad idea.

You go leave.

You go leave.

I don't want to see you... Around here...

Anymore... Pick up the viewfinder, or else this will happen again.

Boom!

But 1,000 times.

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom!

Thunder...

Lightning.

Burn, you all right?

Uh...

Yeah, I...

I'm... Yeah, I'm fine.

Hey, wrap things up, sport.

Time for bed.

Yeah.

You're grounded.

You're grounded, mister.

And for a very long time.

But, Paul... He left the gate open.

We could've lost Splat.

I never said that.

You didn't have to.

That's what he thinks.

I...

Talk to him, Paul.

Tell him.

But I didn't mean... I know.

Tell him.

Bernie, son.

Can I come in?

So, what am I supposed to do?

Just... Let him have his way?

I mean, a guy's gotta stand up for his rights, you know?

So I'm just gonna...

Continue to be a wimpy loser, and that's it?

I miss you, Mom.

Really bad.

Are you sure this place is okay?

This place being an old city?

Pretty good and all.

Whoo!

Ah, goodness.

Here you go.

Only the select are given access to such classified locations.

Rest assured, men of great power, such as myself...

...can always make exceptions.

Oh.

Hello?

Madam Secretary.

Where is everyone?

Uh, well, I'm the only one at this station, ma'am.

We are in the middle of nowhere.

Which explains why we've traced the secret warehouse and weapons

headquarters of the notorious Dr. Chuckles to your district.

Who would expect World Peace to be

destroyed from such a know-nothing location?

Is someone with you?

Someone with... someone with me?

No.

No.

No, I'm not the right personnel here, ma'am.

I'm all alone.

Agent 00 and a half at your service, Madam Secretary.

You were mentioning Dr. Chuckles and World Peace.

High-level security indicates that he plans to destroy

the upcoming World Peace conference tomorrow in Paris.

Uh, uh... How is that, uh, Madam Secretary?

He has developed a giant laugh generator that will send the world, starting from

top leaders and working its way down to the

common man, into uncontrollable fits of laughter.

He plans to reduce the World Peace

conference into nothing but laughing mayhem.

Oh, that's terrible.

And you...

...you must shut that machine down.

Shut it down at all costs.

Uh, I'll get right on it, Madam Secretary.

There is one thing you should know first.

His agents have stolen something called gooey-chewy bars from all across your town.

Uh, gooey-chewy bars.

Why is that important, Madam Secretary?

Our best guess is that he has created a special batch of bars with a unique

ingredient, protecting Chuckles and his workers

from the effects of the laugh generator.

These bars could give you and our agents protection against that laugh generator.

But Chuckles has retrieved all of the bars.

And that box is but one, which our satellites reveal

was thrown into this garbage can by this individual.

One Bernard Dingledorf.

He looks dangerous.

You must bring him in and find out what he knows.

But quietly.

To not attract Dr. Chuckles.

Now, we've sent agents to assist, but time is of the essence.

I will personally attend to it myself, Madam Secretary.

There's no one there to help you?

Agents, no...

Thank you.

Agent 005 at your service, Madam Secretary.

Lord, help us all.

Thank you, ma'am.

Thank you very much.

All right, let's go.

Time for school.

Hey.

Seven o'clock, kiddo.

Rise and shine.

Let's go.

Come on.

Twenty minutes.

Cereals on the table.

See you at school.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Spot, wake up, boy.

I'm sorry.

Will you repeat that?

Shh.

Shh.

It's not on your playlist.

Did you mean Strauss?

Shh.

Playing Strauss now.

Huh.

Hmm.

Shh.

Spot.

Oh!

Thank you.

Oh, sure.

Ah!

Ah!

Yes!

Wow!

Yeah!

Oh!

Yeah!

Oh!

Huh!

You're gonna need those.

Don't make me use this.

A TV remote?

I don't think some stupid TV remote's gonna...

A motion freezer?

Oh, it does much more than that, my little friend.

We have many other, even cooler items packaged in here.

Who are you?

Why am I here?

Your government needs you.

Manly man hair restores?

Sorry, that was for a friend.

You're a twit.

Never heard of it.

And you never will.

We're so secret we don't even exist.

But you're here.

Where?

Here.

There's no here here.

You're not here?

Where?

You're not here, I'm not here.

So you've kidnapped me and taken me to some place that's not here.

Very good.

Do you have a gooey chewy bar?

And now he's hungry.

You picked up a gooey chewy bar off the street last night.

Yeah, it fell off the back of a truck and I ate it.

You ate it.

In its entirety.

Oh, this is not good.

Actually, it was great.

What's going on?

Meet Dr. Chuckles.

A clown.

Yes, a clown.

A clown who plans to destroy the upcoming world peace

conference using this dastardly warm machine here.

Nope, not it.

Sorry.

Here.

Nope.

Not it.

Here.

No, I thought I shaved that.

Here.

The laugh generator.

He's going to broadcast its special frequency to every cell phone in the world

causing each and every citizen to break into uncontrollable fits of laughter.

What's wrong with laughter?

Depends on the type.

There's laughter that's innocent fun.

Or laughter that's mean and insulting.

And he's chosen the mean laughter.

Yes.

And he's found a place to unleash its power

in his diabolical plan to destroy world peace.

Sorry.

Excitement continues to build as national leaders

from around the globe head for Paris and the world.

The world peace conference where they plan to sign a special treaty to finally end

all wars and initiate lasting worldwide peace.

All eyes around the world...

What if everybody's laughing by playing jokes on each other?

Welcome to world war three.

Thank you.

We join the president now as he prepares to depart from his pre-meeting in Germany.

In preparation for this meeting, the German chancellor

and I have just completed a long and fruitful discussion.

Spit it out!

Cat got your tongue?

Speak, man!

He's out searching for the boy.

He's out searching for the boy!

Sorry, sir.

We can wait no longer.

Our destiny awaits.

Stand by for world domination.

Never in human history has such a grand opportunity...

It's possible the war you wait came from a batch specially created to protect Dr.

Chuckles and his goons from the frequency.

To proceed with the utmost sobriety and I dare say... If that's correct,

you may be the only one on the entire planet who can stop him.

Yeah, right.

Well... I mean, even if it's true, how could I stop him?

By infiltrating his headquarters and destroying the generator.

What's that?

Sensors indicate Dr. Chuckles is preparing to fire the generator.

As I prepare to leave for this monumentous meeting.

Three...

Two...

One.

One.

What is that?

That's terrible.

It's uh...

It's beginning to look like me too.

But... How are you gonna stop him?

What are you gonna do?

On me.

You're the only one who can stop the generator.

I'm just a kid, I can... Hurry!

Save him!

You've got the wrong guy.

Dad...

I gotta find my dad.

Who knows what to do?

I gotta go to the school and I gotta find my dad.

Oh...

Agent Dinkletorf...

Your only hope!

Ah!

Ah!

I need... I need...

Dinkletorf!

No, no, I'm just kidding.

Okay, okay, okay.

Stop!

And then you...

So this is happening all over the world?

People playing mean jokes on each other?

And breaking into uncontrollable laughter.

And you're the only one who can stop it?

And you're the only one who can stop it?

It's so obvious, I...

I can't help it!

I can't help it!

You're right.

My dad... And I was like... Oh, but I can't.

I mean, that's what the guy said, but how can I buy it?

I mean, the whole place, it doesn't even exist.

All because he ate one of those stupid, gooey, chewy bars.

Ow!

Wait.

We eat them too.

That's right.

Cool.

So we can all save the world.

Why am I not encouraged?

No, it'll be great.

I'll dig in my old lightsaber.

IQ.

Where are my Triangle Man PJs?

IQ, I don't think... And I'll need, uh... My Captain Universe Shield!

IQ.

Then I'll thrust and parry and jibber-jabber!

IQ.

What?

I'll get better with practice!

Nice, Kitty!

Uh-oh.

Uh-oh.

Oh!

You don't think we can do it?

Save the world?

Uncontrollable laughter.

Seems to be sweeping the world.

Laughter that is not just for fun, but that appears to be just plain mean.

Reports indicate that it is... Hey.

I like what you've done to the place.

...and filters its way down.

That said, in this strange and absurd voice... Save the world?

We can't even make a movie.

What's this?

Well, hello there.

And welcome to Secret Agent Backpack Orientation 2.4.

Among the various items you'll learn to use are... our slow-mo explosive device...

What?

No way.

...our banana peel launcher... I love bananas.

...our compulsory dancing disco ball... Oh, nice.

Yeah.

...our latest and greatest gizmo, the inviso-beam.

Inviso-beam?

But I still see them.

Uh, still in development.

Oh, gotcha.

And, of course, our standard-issue video cell phone socks.

Cell phone socks?

This video will self-destruct in five, four, three, two, one.

One.

Bernard Dingledorf, this is no movie.

It's the real thing.

And we could be real heroes.

World leaders continue playing their mean-spirited

prank as they prepare for the peace conference in Paris.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

No one is sure where to turn, let alone seek help.

Somewhere out there, there has to be...

Hello?

Agent Dingledorf.

Hey, Bernie, it's for you.

Hello?

Oh, hello?

Help us, Agent Dingledorf.

The conference begins in 90 minutes.

I'm not an agent.

I'm just a kid.

Eighty-nine minutes.

It's all up to you.

Ha ha ha ha!

The world ends.

Unless we know it is over.

Unless... we really could stop him.

Stop her.

Right.

Stop her.

We just need to have a plan.

Right.

A plan.

Do we have a plan?

Maybe.

Rule number one.

Know your enemy.

Bernard Sebastian Horklstarken.

Dr. Chuckles?

Child prodigy.

Check this out.

At age eight, he invented the big-screen TV.

In middle school?

The first cell phone.

That was him?

I thought it was... That's what they want you to think.

The kids always made fun of him.

Calling him geek-o-matic.

Voted most likely to wear braces until age 73.

Later, he earned 11 degrees at...

I could tell us that.

MIT, Harvard, or Yale.

Yes.

18 months later, he presented his greatest

invention to the National Academy of Sciences.

A solar-powered nose picker.

Unfortunately, it had a little design flaw.

It slipped into reverse and became... A solar-powered snot flicker.

Gross.

Yeah.

Making him the laughing stock of the entire world.

So, was everyone laughing?

He changed careers to become a clown.

If you can't beat him, join him.

At first, he was the hit at the children's birthday parties.

It looks just like Fluffy.

After she got ran over.

I love you, Dr. Chuckles.

But then, when he tried to move up to the big league, to the circus...

No one would take him.

Come on!

Nice kid.

Nice kid.

It just wasn't funny enough.

And that's when he finally cracked.

Went insane and vowed revenge.

Determined to humiliate the world.

With mean humor.

So, how does this all help us?

Maybe if we tried to reason with him.

Remind him what his good type of humor could do.

Gotta find him first.

Congratulations!

You've just won a year's supply of lactose-free,

sugar-free, not to mention taste-free...

Ice cream bars!

Are you okay?

No offense, but you look terrible.

Allergies.

May I come in?

Wa...

Ha.

Do you have a cat?

Yeah.

What's wrong?

A cat allergy.

I always break out in a real bad case of claw marks.

But, maybe... you could come outside?

To my truck?

Make your selection there.

Okay.

Uh, Bernie.

I'll be right back.

Right this way.

He looks a little pale.

I can't believe that worked.

Wait, what?

Nothing.

He needs more sun.

Would you like some ice cream?

No.

I need to fire this.

I'm fine.

I gotta take this.

My parents are gonna be mad.

Get your ice cream.

Oh.

Knock yourself out.

Hey,

trouble over here.

Sorry, city's finest.

Help!

He's fine.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

I'm faster.

Hey, get out.

Get out of here.

You go left.

I'll go right.

Brace yourself.

Do you think this is gonna work?

Of course not.

Right.

Let's go, let's go.

Sledding.

Sledding.

I think I'll just.

.. I'll just get this over with.

I'm turning.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm good.

IQ, what are you doing?

It was under the seat.

Come on!

I'm driving.

Move over.

Guys, come on!

Nice and easy.

Where are we going?

GPS!

I know where we are, but where are we going?

GPS!

He was our only clue.

GPS!

Great.

GPS!

Home!

GPS!

I know where home is.

Oh!

His home.

IQ, you're a genius.

Maybe

they've got a key in somewhere.

We could try calling a locksmith.

Or that.

Good afternoon, jokesters.

Today's security question is, what's the last thing to go

through a grasshopper's mind when he hits the windshield?

You have 60 seconds.

Um... The last thing to go through a grasshopper's mind... Wait, wait.

I know, I know.

I bet this is going to leave a mark.

Really?

Your answer is incorrect.

You now have 41 seconds.

Think of something.

I don't know.

I should have bought life insurance.

Oh, that's a lot better.

Incorrect.

You have 32 seconds.

So you want to play chicken, do you?

You ever wonder when I'm coming in hot?

Called the Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Insects?

Guys!

You have 12 seconds.

I know, I know, I know!

But... Nine seconds.

The last thing to go through a grasshopper's

mind after hitting the windshield is his butt.

Like your tushy.

That's correct.

What a crack up.

Please.

Enter.

And don't forget to wipe your feet.

I said don't forget to wipe your feet.

Thank you.

Okay.

We need to find that generator.

Which door?

Not that one.

Honestly, that is so funny.

Sorry!

Guys, I found something!

Whoa!

Welcome to the coaster experience.

What did you do?

Cool!

Please keep your hands and arms inside the vehicle at all times.

A roller coaster.

IQ, don't!

Come on!

Come on, let's go!

This will be awesome!

Coaster departing in five...

Four... Three... Two...

Inside the vehicle at all times.

Let's get him!

Way to Dr.

Chuckle!

Why would I lie?

Come

on!

What is this place?

Well, hi there.

Dr. Chuckles!

Present.

Where are you?

Where are we?

In a very special room.

You'll find out soon enough.

I must say, I was very impressed with you getting

through my little defenses and finding me.

Thanks.

It wasn't that big of a... I could really use you on my team.

Team?

You know, to help with the little details like, you know, ruling the world.

We would never work for you.

Is there any pay?

There's nothing wrong with laughter.

Not if you're laughing with someone.

But...

If you're laughing at them, that's just plain... Mean?

Right.

And my dad said that we should honor and respect people.

Blah, blah, blah, blah.

Yes, your poor father.

Speaking of which, let's check in on him, shall we?

And by the way, your entire school is under my powers.

The teachers have all gone crazy.

You fear my dad, you jerk.

Excellent.

What was that?

You tell me.

I'm not sure what makes you such a creep, but... It really seems to be working.

What's going on?

Now who's being mean?

Your meanness is creating your own special prison.

What?

Your rudeness is no different from my own comic genius.

You're not a comic genius.

You're a comic goofus.

Guys, if laughter was the best medicine, your face would cure the world.

Welcome to my insult room.

Try all you want.

There's no escaping.

Until, of course, you choose to join me.

Look at me, Doc.

Beat up.

Depressed.

Underappreciated by chuckles.

I just feel like my life isn't going anywhere.

What should I do?

What's bothering me?

It's the boss.

Oh, sure.

He acts bad.

But on the inside, I worry he's too good to be bad.

What do you think?

Do you really think he's evil enough to take over the whole world?

Exactly.

Do you know he once tried to use his humor for good?

Mm-hmm.

And that cat he's always doting on?

Anyone who loves animals can't be all bad.

Perhaps...

we need a new leader.

Someone... more focused on being bad.

Someone... intelligent.

Good-looking.

A real clown among clowns.

Who might that be?

Me!

It's me, you clown!

Yes!

Oh, I'm so glad you agree.

It's me!

Well, I really feel a lot better, doc.

Thank you so much.

Excuse me.

Wait, doc!

Get back and guard the insult room.

Now!

Yes, sir.

What have we done?

We're no better than he is.

Just not as ugly.

IQ!

Guess we won't be needing this anymore.

Your feet are ringing.

Hello?

It's for you.

Why are you putting on sneaker fun?

I told you, I'm not a... The litters have arrived in Paris!

Just wait that they're ready.

The conference begins at the hour!

I told you from the start!

You got the wrong person.

And your dad called.

He wanted me to give you a message.

Something about...

Junk.

Like we're ever going to break out of here.

If I don't.

Don't you ever get tired of being a nobody?

Everyone has value, son.

God, he doesn't make junk.

Dad.

Junk.

Junk.

God doesn't make junk.

You're getting pretty good with all that stuff.

Did you see that?

Yeah.

Hey, IQ.

You know, you're one smart guy.

And you're a great judge of character.

Hey, Lens Cap.

Did I ever tell you what a great filmmaker you are?

Stop that.

No.

But I trust your opinion of me since you're so smart and highly informed.

Highly informed?

I know what you're doing.

Sure.

He's intelligent.

And a great friend.

Stop that.

Thanks.

You're a good friend, too.

We're all good friends.

And we're smart, too.

Come on, go.

Clown code red.

Clown code red.

Hurry.

They're getting... I'm trying.

The backpack.

Anything else you got there?

Uh, laser nail clippers.

Rocket power shoelaces.

Ooh.

Excellent glasses.

Mm-hmm.

Come on, any time.

I love bananas.

Come on.

A

little more roomy.

Breath pens?

Anyone?

No, thanks.

What?

Guys, ideas?

Anyone?

You said I was a great filmmaker, right?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Play along with me here.

Congratulations, you both.

You passed the audition.

What?

For the new reality show.

They didn't even tell you?

Huh?

Oh.

Figures.

Clowns combine on NerdFlix this fall.

You're all gonna be stars.

Love that little sweetheart.

Don't change a thing.

Okay, everybody, gather in your group photos.

Come on, let's go.

The camera loves you, kid.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, keep it going.

Yep.

Come on, there we go.

Nice and close.

Okay.

Offset.

And...

Action.

Huh?

Come on.

Go, go, go!

IQ!

Backpack!

Get him out!

Hey!

Hurry!

That'll work.

Come on!

It's a bunch of those giggle guns right in parallel.

Making one giant supercharged one.

If we can disconnect enough of them, I bet we can just circle an end.

Chuckles.

I'm on it.

All right, I'll get down.

Hey!

Yeah!

I can do this.

And this.

Hmm?

Yeah!

I love it.

Yeah.

I'm going to get the best out of you.

IQ!

Come on, get ahead!

These work.

Coming through!

Ooh!

Early, dog!

Hey!

Can I see Pedro?

Hey!

What?

You're too late, dingle dork.

They'll never sign the treaty now.

And there's nothing you can do about it.

Really?

Wait.

What are you doing?

You don't know what that can do.

I have a pretty good idea.

Listen.

Let's talk.

I think a good laugh would be better.

Don't you?

Please.

No, no.

Listen.

I hate laughter.

I even tried to be funny once.

At the circus.

We saw the pictures.

People made fun of me.

Told me I was worthless.

No.

Nobody's worthless.

It was terrible.

It was humiliating.

I was good for nothing.

No.

God doesn't make junk.

Maybe you're just trying at the wrong place.

Yeah, dingleberry.

Well, I'm in the right place now.

No, please.

Please.

The world needs your cheeks.

Is this how you want the world to remember you?

They must suffer.

The way they made me suffer.

What are you doing?

What is that?

What are you doing?

Hey!

Let's see if we can make a big one.

Look what you can do.

Look what you can do.

They're just kids.

Look at their joy.

They love it.

Look at the happiness you brought.

This is who you are.

I love you, Dr. Chuckles.

I love you, too, Princess.

Uh-oh!

Uh-oh!

Uh-oh!

Uh-oh!

Uh-oh!

Uh-oh!

This right here.

And all of a sudden, Zellie has a Dr. Chuckles Pound Pizza.

Yeah!

Don't listen to him, boss.

It's a trick.

What?

It's a trick.

He will humiliate you like all the others.

Are you sure it's for me?

He's got a gift.

I was a loser.

Look.

Oh, it's delicious.

That's the boss.

Go!

Now!

Where's the batteries?

Uh-oh.

Everyone laughed at me.

No.

The children were laughing with you.

You should make a generator that does that.

People laughing with each other instead of at each other.

You could save the world.

That little rat.

I didn't know that he should be anybody.

At the end of the year, I don't see him.

I don't see him.

I don't see him.

Okay...

Oh, yes.

Can

I feed you the cake?

How about that?

Anything you want?

No, thank you.

Okay... The two of you should follow me.

I don't know where he is.

I'll be right back.

I

thought it was done.

Shut it down!

Give it to me!

I had sense of humor for a moment.

What do you got for me?

Did it, boy?

Good boy, good boy, you did it.

Good boy, you saved us all.

Good boy.

So sorry.

Nice to meet you.

Thank you.

Yes.

Hold on this side.

Other side, here.

Yes.

Wow.

I'm exhausted.

I had no idea.

Imagine what could happen if you used it for good.

No!

But... Chuckleheads, take away these children and let's begin our repairs.

It's never too late to end human civilization as we know it and to begin

world domin... How does the forward count count?

Wait, what?

How does the forward count cows?

Uh...

Zero?

With a calculator!

Or, uh... How about this one?

What do ghosts have for dessert?

Ghosts?

Ice cream!

Oh, this is a great one.

What do sea monsters have for lunch?

I don't know, Bernie.

What do sea monsters eat?

Fish.

And ships.

I scream.

I get it now.

See?

See how good people feel with the right type of laughter?

This is your genius and the right kind of humor.

You could... I could change the world.

For the good.

Hello?

They've got the place surrounded.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

They want you to give yourself up.

It could be a new beginning.

For all of us.

Don't listen to him!

He's been tricked!

Follow me.

I will be your new leader.

I will...

Together.

We will finish the revolution.

Together we'll... Get him off of me!

Get him off!

Get him off of me!

Get him off of me!

My fellow jokesters, a new day is dawning.

A day where we no longer need to hide our true identity.

A day where we can make the world a better place by being who we were created to be.

Well done, Agent Dingledorf.

Told you I'm not an agent.

Exactly, which is why you're such a great secret.

You and your team.

Team?

For you.

And for you, Lens Cap.

Pretending to be an artist.

Pretending?

And you, Splat, disguised as the poster dog for Overeaters Anonymous.

Who's a good agent?

And last but not least, for you, IQ, the brains behind the whole operation.

Cool clouds.

All of you pretending to be boring everyday people.

Which we are.

Exactly.

The victim has multiple cat scratches to the face.

Yes, the clown.

Seriously, the clown.

Hound juice.

My hero.

My muffin.

I wanted to let you know that one of those nice

men in those nice suits asked me to give you this.

The president wants to give me a medal.

A medal?

For?

For planning this whole operation.

This whole operation, silly?

He's just the smartest, sacred agent now, isn't he?

Well, duty calls.

Yep.

Um, we're... Nope.

Yeah, I... Uh, yeah.

Burn.

Dad!

What?

Hey, are you alright?

Is everything okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, you?

I couldn't be better.

I'm here.

We're all just here.

You understand?

What?

So guess what?

The Secretary liked your idea.

Idea?

Yeah, about Chuck was using his gift to make the world a better place.

And if he does so, he might only get probation.

Let's go see the kids.

Hey, come on, Splat, let's go.

...where I can rest assured that I have saved the day and as usual, the agency

that I work for does not respect my abilities

and I should be promoted to a new position.

Come on!

Good English.

Break it.

You talking to me?

See these right here?

You talking to me?

What are you doing here?

I always take the shortcut.

What are you doing?

Working on a stupid paper for stupid English.

Doesn't sound so bad.

Well, not for you.

You're smart.

I get another F, my dad's gonna kill me.

Such a loser.

Oh, maybe I could, you know, help you out?

What?

Oh, like you said, this stuff comes easy for me.

What's it on?

Um, heroes.

Heroes?

Yeah, like those guys that saved the World Peace Conference thing.

Uh, yeah, I could give you some pointers.

You know what, it doesn't have to be a secret.

It can be hot shots.

It can be, uh, normal, everyday people, too.

Right.

Yeah.

Even, um, know-nothing twerps that help other guys out with schoolwork stuff.

Thanks.

But never mention it.

Right.

To no one.

Okay.

Ever.

Got it.

I'm not doing it anymore!

I'm done!

Hello?

Agent Dingledorf, hurry!

Get in the car!

What car?

I don't see a car.

Oh.

Sorry.

And, no.

No means.

You step.

Hurry, Agent Dingledorf.

Shh!

Oh, hurry, hurry.

Hey.

Agent Double and a Half, is that you?

Yes.

It isn't me.

You mean, no, it isn't you?

I mean, yes.

It's no that it's not yes.

Who am I talking to?

Nobody.

So I'm talking to nobody who isn't driving?

You're getting very good at the secret agent thing.

Says who?

Not me.

Agent Dingledorf, your country desperately needs you.

I have school.

Spelling test.

If we don't hurry, there'll be no words left to spell.

Well?

All right.

But seriously, this has to be the very last time.

Wherever evil lurks, wherever it may hide, it is

time to unmask it and reveal truth to the world.

It's time to right the world's wrongs and fight injustice, wherever it may lie,

to help a downtrodden nation.

We're not running depressed using all of our abilities to

make the world a better place of honor and respect for all.

Cut, cut, cut.

Nice.

Let's do it.

Stop having fun.

This is serious.

My hiccups are gone.

All

right, let's try and get this perfect.

We're in this super cool movie and Bernie plays that Bonzo superhero and we're...

Sorry, can I go from the top?

I don't know what I did there.

Adam, you're just in the shot.

Hurry!

It's possible the bar you ate was especially

crafted to get the dialogue wrong.

It's a bunch of those Google guns.

Sorry.

Did I say Google gun?

Just remember, I'm the actor and you follow me.

I follow no one.

You follow no one.

Actually, that's a good answer.

What's that?

It's a bunch of those Google guns wired in parallel.

Making one super...

making one giant supercharged one.

You said Google gun again.

I did.

Sensors are indicating that Dr. Chuckles is preparing

to destroy the gender, not destroy it, to fire it.

I feel like we've done this dialogue before.

Yeah, deja vu.

It's a bunch of those Google...

A clown who plans to destroy the World Peace Conference using this diabolical

military dialogue written for me which I don't remember.

Hey, mister!

Mister!

The box.

Hey, mister!

Mister!

We dropped your...

To reach every cell phone in the world so each and every citizen farts!

You want to go back a little bit?

Yeah.

Let's go back to the talk.

The secret warehouse and weapons headquarters of the notorious...

Sorry, one more time.

The secret warehouse and weapons...

headquarters.

I don't know why I can't remember that.

Star, can I say that again?

Sorry.

Yeah, sorry about that.

Sebastian Hork will start again.

Can we go again?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'll grab it from the side.

Oh, gosh.

Sorry.

I actually tapped him.

No, we heard it.

B marker.

Um, I think it's just, um, initials.

So it's weird.

Wait, what?

See?

Burr.

I'm dumb.

Knee.

Here we go.

This is the best your career will ever be.

Right here, this moment.

You're probably going to be the biggest star in the

world, and you're going to remind me I said that.

I already hate you.

I'm going to go back, I'm going to find your address,

I'm going to say, remember when you said this?

Remember when you said, find my address?

That's already the creepiest thing you've said today.

A solar powered snowflaker.

That's funny.

A solar powered snowflaker?

That's weird.

Ooh.

X-ray glasses.

Rocker powered shoe laces?

Ooh.

X-ray glasses.

Why are they, like, so weird?

They're, oh, I felt the wrong one.

And cue!

Go on.

Another mission?

Cool!