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? Camptown ladies sing this song, doo-dah, doo-dah ?

? Camptown racetrack's two miles long ?

? Oh, da-doo-dah-day ? Everybody now!

? Gonna run all night ?

? Gonna run all day ?

? I bet my money on the bobtail nag ?

? Somebody bet on the bay, hey! ?

And here we are.

Not such a bad ride.

No, those last 16 hours just flew by.

Well, that's what happens

when you're traveling at the speed

of fun.

Ronald, thanks for coming all the way down here

to help us move Kim's grandma into her new home.

Oh, no prob, Dr. P.

Rufus and I are happy to be here in the Sunshine State.

KIM: Only because

you've never actually met my nana.

Kim, Nana loves you.

I know, I know.

She's just got this weird overprotective thing.

Overprotective?

Kim, that's, like, standard grandmothering procedure.

But my nana has a way of taking it to a truly critical level.

Critical? Critical like how?

NANA: Kimberly Anne Possible.

You can't walk around with your

bellybutton peeking out like that.

This is Florida, dear, not Las Vegas.

Okay.

Critical like that.

? Oh, yeah, yeah ?

? I'm your basic average girl ?

? And I'm here to save the world ?

? You can't stop me 'cause I'm... ?

? Kim Possible ?

? There is nothing I can't do ?

? When danger calls, just know that I am on my way ?

? Know that I am on my way ?

? It doesn't matter where ?

? Or when there's trouble ?

? If you just call my name ?

? Kim Possible ?

? Call me, beep me if you want to reach me ?

? When you want to page me, it's okay ?

? Whenever you need me, baby ?

? Call me, beep me if you want to reach me ?

? Call me, beep me if you want to reach me ?

? Doesn't matter where, doesn't matter when ?

? Doesn't matter when ?

? I will be there for you till the very end ?

? Danger or trouble, I'm there on the double ?

? You know that you always can call Kim Possible. ?

( Grunting )

( humming )

Oh, Mr. Simmons,

this is my boy and his family.

No time.

I'm in training.

NANA: Mr. Stanley is the king of shuffleboard.

How do?

And Mrs. Greenfield is the queen of knitting.

I made this sweater.

Thank you.

Wool is so comfy...

wen it's 98 degrees.

Now who wants Nana's famous lemon squares?

I do. I do.

Okay, I'm going to get a heat rash.

Kim, I have

a confession to make.

I didn't come down here...

Just to help to my nana unpack. Hey.

So what's the real agenda?

A little sun? A little surf?

No. A lot of spring break, baby!

Hello, ladies.

Oh, yeah.

Reality paging Ron.

Spring break is all college students.

Exactly.

College students who don't know me.

I can start fresh, a clean slate.

Besides, I've always found high school girls

to be a bit immature.

No offense.

Begin eye rolling now.

NANA: Present time, kids.

For Jim and Tim, the gift of music.

Wow, vinyl.

I've heard about these,

but I've never actually seen one before.

Let's rip them into MP3 files.

Mm, such clever boys.

And for you, Kimberly Anne,

some lovely sun dresses.

Nana, I'm not really a sun dresser.

When I'm on a mission...

Oh, Kimberly Anne,

you haven't gotten through this phase yet?

Phase?

Oh, these missions of yours.

Hip hopping all over the world on school nights

in those baggy boy's pants.

So not.

Just last week I foiled

this super freak that tried to flood Canada with a weather machine.

That's nice, dear.

Nice?

The population of Saskatchewan

thought it was a little better than nice.

She didn't even hear you, Kimmie.

I think she

turned down her hearing aid... She does that.

( Cell phone ringing ) Go, Wade.

I'm picking up

a strange high frequency broadcast

over the Florida coastline,

but I can't pinpoint an origin or purpose for the signal.

KIM: Ron and I will check it out.

You realize that this is a waste of my many talents, right?

Patience, Shego.

Once I beam my obedience signal into the MP3 players of these

unsuspecting spring breakers...

You will transform them into your own mind-controlled

private army.

I know, I know.

It always sounds so foolproof at this stage,

and yet...

You know, I never realized

a single truck operation like this could be so profitable.

Yes, children, enjoy.

( Iaughs )

Remind me to order more snow bank bars.

On a steamy day like this, those things really move.

KIM: Man, the signal is scrabbled.

I'm having trouble locking it down.

Clean slate.

Where to begin? Where to begin?

Ron, you're such a froob.

Perhaps, but they don't know it.

MAN: Yo, yo, yo, it's a party!

Hey, I'm Ron.

Ron Right, as in Mr. Right.

Froob.

One down, 5,000 to go.

MAN: The next belly flopper is representing

from Mass State, y'all.

Woo-ee!

Check out the splash on money.

Do you have a map?

'Cause I think

I'm lost in your eyes.

Uh, Missy, I think I'm hallucinating,

but this total loser is trying to hit on us.

Must be sun stroke. I see him, too.

Wait!

You're not hallucinating.

I'm a real loser.

MAN: Put your hands

together for the next contestant

on the high dive,

Rufus!

Huh?

Yo!

Banzai!

ALL( chanting ): Rufus! Rufus! Rufus!

Oh...

Hmm...

( beeping )

Got a lock.

Huh?

Three polar ice missiles, coming right up.

( Gasps ) Kim Possible.

( Tires squeal )

Oh, bless you.

No big.

Pedal to the metal, Shego!

She's gaining.

Come and get it.

Wait! Not the fruity lickies.

That's our number one best seller.

( Cheering )

( gasps )

( tires screeching )

I think we shook her.

Gotcha.

Kimberly, hon.

Whoa!

( Grunts )

Stop this whooshing around this instant

before you get hurt.

( Gasps )

Nana, you let them get away.

I was only making certain that you weren't hurt, dear.

I mean, aren't there people

who are trained to handle those hooligans?

Yes, me.

I handle hooligans all the time.

It's what I do.

I know, dear.

You're a teen.

It's natural to want to rebel.

I am not rebelling.

I'm the opposite of rebelling.

I'm off to bed.

Night, Kimberly Anne.

Night, Nana.

I know how Nana can be, Kimmie,

but she means well.

She's just so, so... old.

It's like she's from another planet

or something.

You know what might take your mind off things?

A good game of Strategories.

Strategories. Strategories.

BOTH: Score.

I call the race car.

DRAKKEN: Now that my signal has infected

every MP3 player within a hundred miles,

I shall activate the mind control and summon my army

of spring breaking teens.

Let me guess, that's just the beginning.

You will then...

( angrily muttering )

I will then launch a satellite

that will create a worldwide population of teen zombies.

And with them, I shall take over the world!

( Iaughs )

( laughing continues )

Shego, remind me to order more fruity lickies as well.

SHEGO: You're working

with high confidence here, Dr. D.

Trust me, Shego.

This plan is totally off the heezy.

Beg pardon?

Off the hook.

It's raw.

Tookin'. Chilly. Poppin'. Tight. Mint.

It's very, very good, all right?!

Look, I need to beef up on my teen language skills

if I'm going to kick it with my new army.

You are so hip.

Word. Now let's get this party started old school, yo.

( Soft whirring )

I'll take science and nature for the block.

I'm going out for some air.

Okay, Mom.

SHEGO: Huh.

Shouldn't Generation Y be here by now?

What's taking them so long?

Yeah, maybe your plan wasn't quite as off the heezy

as you thought.

Shut!

I'm picking up movement.

They're coming.

Behold my army of youth.

( Groans )

Who are you?

Your army reporting for duty.

( Iaughing )

This? This is your army of youth?!

I think you missed by about 50 years, Doc.

The signals must not have been properly tuned

into the MP3 frequency.

But then what am I tapping into?

Er, what say?

Well done.

Tapped into the hearing aid

frequency, Dr. D.

What am I supposed to do with an army of retired people?

Ooh, lemon squares.

You can have them

buy you discount tickets for the movies.

Mmm, ah. These lemon squares are scrump-dilly-ishus.

You know what?

They're here, they're zombies.

Might as well see

what we can do with 'em.

( Muffled ): Okay, follow me.

Impressive. I wonder

if they can sell ice cream.

Kim, go wake Nana so we can go out to breakfast.

Can do.

( Yawns )

Hmm?

Nana, we're going to breakfast.

It's a buffet.

Nana? What?

Oh, is that the remote for the TV?

Silly me.

RON: Thanks for bringing us here, Doctors P-squared.

This place rules so hard...

almost makes up for yesterday's spring breakage setback.

Not having much luck with the whole fresh start?

You know, it's amazing.

In one short day, I managed to earn

the socially-challenged rep that took me a lifetime

to cultivate back home.

Rufus, on the other hand, was named honorary mascot

of five different sororities.

Mm-hmm!

( Beeping )

What do you got, Wade?

A bunch of high-tech robberies last night,

all in your area.

High-tech robberies.

Naw, can't be.

Not Nana.

Ron and I are on it, Wade.

What are those?

( Electrical static )

Knitting needles?

( Gasps )

Hmm.

( Rufus chittering )

Hmm.

I don't know what it is,

but we'll take some and get it analyzed.

Bag it, Rufus.

Okay.

You're still planning to go through with your plan?

Why not?

Anyone could use an army of teens to take over the world.

It takes a true visionary

to do it with an army of senior citizens.

I dare say my plan is more off the heezy than ever before.

If you say so.

( Iaughing maniacally )

It works! It works!

( Iaughs )

Now we just need to complete the launch pad.

Shego, my mature zombie army still has much to offer.

And there's no

substitute for wisdom and experience.

Life begins at 65, you know.

Where are you getting this stuff, anyway?

Read these brochures, Shego.

They'll rock your world.

Rufus, since you're, you know, chillin' down here

if I hang out with you

that makes me chill, too, right?

Hmm. Nope.

But you're still going to help me with the ladies, won't you?

I need to chill.

Hmm.

Perhaps a gigante naco

might help make up your mind.

Mmm. Naco. Mmm, okay.

Wade, see if you can analyze this evidence.

Kimberly Ann, I'm very disappointed

that you haven't taken my advice.

If you're looking for excitement

why not ballroom dancing?

Huh?

I'm going out for some air.

( Gasps )

( rapid beeping )

Hey, the scan wasn't complete.

Never mind, Wade. I know what it is.

This is so wrong.

Wade, got anything on an old

deserted gator farm?

WADE: Checking.

Drakken? My nana and Drakken?

Okay, we're over the weird limit here.

( Gasps )

Hey, wait!

Way over the weird limit.

( Beeping )

WADE: Kim?

( Beeping )

Kim? Kim?

I'm switching to remote manual control.

( Whirring )

Gotcha.

Well done, oldsters.

Feeding time, Kim Possible.

( Growls )

They came with the lair.

Isn't that great?

( Whirring )

Oh, my gosh!

( Playing rock riff )

( playing rock and roll )

( cheering )

Hey, I'm Ron.

And that's R to the O to the hizzy.

Yup, yup.

Gross.

Oh, harsh.

That's L to the O

to the hizzer.

Oh, come on.

What about my clean slate?

WADE: Ron.

Wade?

How did you find me?

D... did you have me microchipped or something?

Uh, that's not important now.

Drakken's got Kim at a gator farm just north of Chez Leisure.

I'm on it, Wade.

DRAKKEN: Poor Kim Possible.

Too bad you won't be around

to see me control the minds of the world's

elderly population.

Which, by the way, is growing at 10% each year.

Well, mystery signal solved.

Indeed, we had a rough patch at the get-go,

but I'm quite pleased with how it's worked out.

The rocket to carry my satellite into orbit is ready.

A little something I borrowed

from the Cape.

Rufus,

come on! Hmm?

My fans.

( Cheers and applause )

Ooh! An idea.

Extra... Party with Rufus.

Here, take a map.

DRAKKEN: Five minutes to launch.

Oh!

Nana, it's me, Kim.

Kimberly Ann?

Uh, don't you want to, you know,

lecture me or something?

Wait.

That's Kim Possible's nana?

( Iaughing )

It's a zippety-do-dah day.

You know, you really should

get that lemon square recipe from her.

They're to die for.

Any-hoo, Shego, feed the gators.

( High-pitched whirring )

( grunts )

( grunts )

( grunts )

( growling )

DRAKKEN: No, Shego.

This is

a family matter.

Nana, destroy little

Kimberly Ann Possible.

That's really low.

You know I can't hit my own grandmother.

Oh, don't worry.

She'll be hitting you.

As if.

When your nana was your age,

she trained with the Shaolin Monks

to perfect the ancient art

of Pain-lane-chung kung fu.

Hold up.

Are you telling me that Nana, my nana,

is some kind of...

( grunts )

( gasps )

( cracks bones )

She then became a top aviatrix and was the first woman

to successfully complete the Navy's

underwater demolition

training program. Nana?

You really don't know very much about her, do you?

( Grunting )

( gasps )

DRAKKEN: Your nana is a bad

grandmother... Shut your mouth.

I'm just talking about Nana.

It runs in the family.

( Grunts )

No!

The mind control signal!

Hmm?

Oh, where... where are we?

What am I doing here?

Kimberly?

I'll explain it all to you later, Nana.

We're in the evil lair of Dr. Drakken.

Evil lair?

You haven't gone

and gotten yourself in some kind of

danger, have you, dear?

Oh, she's in danger, all right.

You'll have to go through me first.

MAN: You'll have to go through

all of us, missy.

( Grunts )

( yells )

( groans )

Ha! 200 points!

Can't we talk this over?

Not in the face!

( Grunts )

Ooh, gross.

Shego!

You're too late.

Nothing can stop me now.

MAN: Party!

( All talking and laughing )

Oh, snack.

Let's get it jumpin' in here, y'all.

Okay.

Ron Stoppable in the house!

Whoo!

Ron Stoppable off the heezy.

I'm it. I'm chillin'.

Do the robot. Do the robot.

Whoo, whoo.

? Summertime guys ?

? School is out, the sun is shining ?

? Summertime guys ?

? I think I want to make you mine and ?

? Nothing like the feeling that you get inside ?

? Looking in the eyes ?

? Of summertime guys... ?

Nana, Drakken's getting away.

? The sun is shining... ?

Nana Possible,

you think your lemon squares are all that,

but they're not!

( Karate yells )

Come on, Kimberly Ann,

get your head in the game.

Huh, nice moves, Nana.

How about two out of three?

Time to

hit the highway, Kim.

Oh, thank you for rescuing us, dear.

I'm so proud of you.

Not as proud

as I am of you, Nana.

( Beeping )

Wade, what's the sitch?

A group of giant mutant spiders

are threatening a village in Guam.

Saddle up, boys.

We're off.

Bye. I'll catch you guys back home.

If you're going to Guam,

you'll need to wear extra sunscreen.

I was stationed there in '62.

Now...

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