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Come on! Come on!
Come on!
( Grunts )
Could this line move any slower?
Relax, Ron. We'll make it. Doubtful, K.P.
They're snackage to buy, seats to pick.
It's a multifaceted operation.
Just hope we're not dealing with Lamar.
( Grunts ): Lamar.
Who's Lamar?
The guy in the ticket booth.
He's fine.
Except for his freakishly moist hands.
Ew!
Gross. Gross and slow...
A potent combination.
Pick up the pace,
Lamar!
Oh!
That is very much not Lamar.
Can I help you? I-I-I...
I'm sorry.
Could you speak up? Me is ticket! Uh...
Mr. Smooth makes his move.
RON: Kim... truth.
I totally choked,
didn't I? I wouldn't
call it choking...
exactly.
More like a slight case of, um...
( gagging )
What kind of chance do I have with a girl like that anyway?
Honest opinion or best-friend fudge?
Fudge it, girl.
It doesn't hurt to ask.
You know, don't play me, Kim.
There are rules about these kind of things.
Rules?
You know, "the rules"?
And exactly where do you find these "rules"?
They're unwritten.
Oh, like, don't call a guy
the same day you get his phone number.
Yeah, that's one... and I don't stand a chance
with that girl... that's another.
Ron, are you going to live in fear
just because of some rules
that exist only in your head?
Sha!
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.
( Device beeps )
Wade, what's the sitch?
You got an urgent message, Kim, from your dad.
Dad? What about?
Trouble at the Space Center.
Easy now.
Steady.
Hey, Dad.
Oh, Kimmie, Ronald.
Hey, Dr. P.
What's the new toy?
Not a toy, Ronald...
The most powerful electromagnet in North America:
full spectrum,
synchrotronic flux denser.
Isn't it cool?
Maybe science has gone too far.
So, Dad, what's up?
Shh!
Top secret.
COMPUTER VOICE: Place palm
on biometric scanner.
Confirmed.
We've been working on a robotic surface explorer
for the unmanned Jupiter mission.
What Jupiter mission?
The top secret one.
How did you know?
Lucky guess.
Retina scan.
Confirmed.
Retina scan. Who are you?
Because it'll be too far away for real time communication,
we need a robot that can think for itself.
Artificial intelligence?
Are you sure you haven't been briefed on this?
I'll stop.
Prepare for full body scan.
Ooh. ( chuckles )
We've got a robotic whiz who's been working on a thinking prototype...
A prototype that was stolen last night.
Boo-ya!
How could an outsider
break in here?
Good question.
Be right down.
Ah, Kimmie, this is Doctor...
( shouting ): Ah! Ah!
( Loud scream )
Please call me Phen.
Nice to meet you, Kim.
Same here, Doctor...
Phen.
( Yelling )
I'm okay.
I know how it is.
I'm terrible with machines, too.
What do you mean by that?
I'm a robotics expert.
Speaking of which,
Kimmie's going to help recover the...
( whispers ): project.
Quietly, please.
If the theft gets out,
doesn't look good for the Space Center.
( Whistles )
Ah...
looking clue-ish.
Wade, I'm scanning in something.
Hair: that looks like...
human, blonde, female.
Who is this?
Vivian,
my ex-lab partner.
Why ex? She couldn't keep up.
I had to let her go.
Didn't I hear that she quit?
Trust me. She was pushed.
Maybe she holds a grudge.
Girls are big on grudges.
Says who?
The rules.
( Growls )
Phen, do you know where we can find Vivian?
Last I heard, she was spending all her time
at the Robot Rumble.
What is a Robot Rumble?
The Robot Rumble is a community:
a gathering where enthusiasts exchange information
and test their robot's competitive capabilities.
It's for members only.
KIM: So a bunch of tech geeks get together
to watch robots fight.
It's glorious.
Hot diggety!
Sounds like the factory revolt in Beyond Omega 7.
Hoo, yeah!
It's all that and more, my friend.
Tread lightly with Vivian.
Her boyfriend Oliver founded the Rumble.
He's a wild man.
Blonde with wild man...
So by the rules.
Ron, enough rules.
Member identification.
Imperial Senator Bernalus.
My code name.
Identification confirmed.
Stay close... and don't embarrass me.
Thanks for getting us in, Larry.
That's what cousins are for,
cousin.
Radical!
Woo, Buzzsaw!
Go, go,
Buzzsaw! Vivian?
My name is Kim Possible.
Oh!
There was a Dr. Possible at the Space Center.
My dad.
He's nice.
Yeah. He asked me to help Phen.
Not nice. I don't want to help Phen.
Oliver!
( Gasps )
That's her boyfriend?
How against the rules is that?
Are you here to talk?
Or are you prepared to rumble?
( Whirring )
Don't hurt me, robot.
( Whimpering )
Don't cry.
He's challenging your robot.
I knew that.
I wasn't crying.
Whimpering.
Well put.
Nice bot, Oliver.
What are you running?
A 4.2-Zig MPU programmed for maximum self-preservation
and a custom inclinometer.
What have you got?
Could you excuse me for a sec?
Wade, we're at the Robot Rumble place.
Lucky you.
So not... I don't happen to have a robot with me.
That's where you're wrong.
I asked you not to embarrass me, cuz.
I'm going to be banned from the club for life.
Larry, you're forgetting that your cousin
is the Kim Possible.
We could run right now.
If we want to find Phen's robot,
we have to stay and rumble.
Run.
Rumble.
Begin.
Come on, Wade.
Boo-ya!
That robot is learning as it goes.
Artificial intelligence.
It's not responding!
I can't...
Your robot thinks for itself.
Where'd you get it?
Not at the Space Center,
if that's what you're insinuating,
Miss Possible.
You're calling Vivian a thief?
Nobody insults my Vivian!
( Gasps )
Good-bye.
Get out! Get out!
Get out!
Get out!
Get out! Get out!
One question:
How do you explain
being with a guy like Nerdexter?
It-it totally breaks the rules.
Hey!
Gee, Ron, maybe it's 'cause there are no rules!
Hi.
One for Teen Town Trauma...
Annie.
My name's not Annie.
They don't have my tag ready yet.
Enjoy the show.
Hey!
( Chattering )
You're right, bud.
I can do this.
There are no rules to stop me.
Changed my mind.
Thought I'd catch Meetin' Cute instead.
By the way, what is your name?
Zeta.
Enjoy the show.
Ah!
Zeta.
It's a nice name.
You going to buy a ticket or what?
My Little Puppy 2: Puppy's Pride.
Have you bought a ticket for, like, every movie?
Kinda.
Enjoy the show.
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm, mm-hmm...
It's no use, Rufus.
Kim's wrong... the rules rule.
( Growls )
Look, you seem really nice
and I know that I'm just a guy like me,
but I can be okay and it would be really cool
if I could get to know you better and maybe...
( no audio )
( beeps )
Sorry, mic wasn't on.
( Whimpering )
What news, Kim?
Go ahead. I just have a few adjustments to make.
His name's Oliver.
He was with Vivian
at the Robot Rumble.
I've never seen him before,
but that's my robot.
They stole it.
( Bleeps ) Go, Wade.
Kim, I checked every robotics lab database.
No history on this Oliver guy.
It's like he came out of thin air.
Thanks.
Please, get my robot back, Kim.
We're running out of time... ( yells )
I'm okay.
Oh! Sorry.
Oh, I'm so sorry.
My-my bad. Sorry.
No, it's...
I thought I'd never see you again.
Same here.
And now I spilled my decaf-olay all over you.
Decaf-olay? That's what I'm drinking.
RON: This doesn't happen.
I feel like I've know you all my life.
That's exactly what I was going to say.
( Growls )
( munching )
Aw... Aw...
I can't take my eyes off you.
You'll never have to.
Ron.
Wade?
Hey! Get off the screen!
We want to see the movie!
Oh, come on, life isn't anything like that.
What do you know about life?!
Ron, Kim is waiting for you outside the theater.
She is?
That is so sweet.
WADE: She needs you.
Aw... Aw...
Hurry, dude.
Kim's waiting for you!
( Cheering )
What did you do, buy a ticket to every movie?
No. That would be stupid.
So, what's the urgency?
Got to go back to the robot club.
There's not going to be anybody there now.
( Gibberish )
What are you doing?
She almost saw us.
Who? Zeta.
So?
( Sighs )
See it through her eyes, Kim.
You, me, boy, girl.
Yeah, so?
Seemingly coming out of a date movie, together.
You and me... on a date?
It could happen.
I mean, you know, not that we would,
you know, but if someone didn't know
that we were just best friends
and they saw us together
at the feel-good film of the year,
conclusions may be drawn.
Yeah, uh-huh. Ron,
I'm gonna say something
I've never said to you before.
What?
You're thinking too much.
Ooh!
( Nervous giggling )
Come on, Casa-no-duh.
Unless...
If Zeta saw us together,
it would make me unavailable, unobtainable,
thus desirable.
Thinking too much.
It's all in the rules, K.P.
Look it up.
( Yelps )
Wade, we're at the robot club.
The door's got a major alarm lock.
Look in your pack.
Acid to melt the lock?
Chapped lips.
( Smacks lips )
You want me to comb it open?
Press the handle to activate.
The latest in fiber-optic security-breaching technology.
It can penetrate any alarm configuration.
( Beeping )
( clicking )
( dings )
Sweet.
Be careful.
There might be...
( alarm blaring )
traps.
Robot attack!
( Yelling )
( sighs )
Heh.
( Buzzing )
COMPUTER: Begin.
( Screams )
Attack! Attack!
( Shrieks )
( gibbering )
Come on. I've got it.
ROBOT: Attack! Attack!
Faster!
I think we lost him.
Surprise attack!
( Gasps )
( shrieks )
Hey.
Attack!
Wade!
( Gasps )
Got it, K.P.!
( Gasps )
( yells )
Oh, Ron.
This is getting so old.
( Train horn blaring )
( screams ): Help!
( Horn blaring )
( gasps )
Retreat! Retreat!
( Grunting )
( train horn blaring )
Self-preservation programming.
How did you...?
Well, I analyzed the situation carefully and I...
Hey!
Wade figured it out.
Come on, let's get this back to Phen.
Good work, Kimmie.
Thanks to you, the Jupiter project is back on track.
Hmm? Oh, yeah. Great.
What's bothering you, hon?
Nothing.
It's just that...
JIM: Stop, come back!
What is this?
We built it, Dad.
To take to the Robot Rumble.
Watch this.
Well, you're not going to any rumble...
without me.
Nice craftsmanship, boys.
What?
( Gasps )
( growling )
Keep it away from me, you tweebs.
It responds to movement.
So, don't move.
Right. Look at the way it got that fast moving chair.
Hmm. Weird.
( Yells )
Turn it off!
It won't go off.
It's unstoppable.
Cool. Cool.
( Both yelling )
Honestly, you boys are no better with robots than Phen.
( Gasps ): What did you say?
Well, I don't mean to talk out of school,
but the man's utterly clueless.
Sometimes I wonder how he can be such an expert.
That's it, Dad!
( Beeping )
Go, Wade.
Kim, I did that search you asked for
on Phen's scholarly publications.
But there are none.
Right. None.
All the recent robotic articles are by...
Dr. V.F. Porter.
If you knew, why'd you have me look it up?
I didn't figure it out till just now.
Thanks, Dad.
Glad to help.
Boys, your mother won't be happy about this one.
RON: I don't get it, K.P.
If Phen didn't build that robot, who did?
I constructed that robot and you stole it!
That's a dangerous accusation.
I'm all about danger.
Watch.
Oliver! Calm down.
Hello, Vivian.
Phen.
Ah, Kim Possible.
Thank goodness you're here. Call Security.
Oh, I will. And you'll give back the robot that you stole.
You staged the whole theft
to hide the fact that you never
developed a thinking robot.
You're not a good enough scientist.
So what? I've got the reputation,
I've got the robot,
You stay away!
We can cut him off.
There's nowhere to run, Phen.
I'm not running.
You're going to let me go.
I've got the precious robot.
Wait! Don't do
anything drastic.
Looks like your bargaining chip just flew away.
Lockdown, Phen.
Game over.
So, Oliver, you sure got it going on
with the femininas.
What's your secret?
( Grunting )
Um, well, I can't... really talk right now.
I don't get it.
This guy's beyond weird and he still has babe appeal.
( Grunting )
( yelling )
Okay, I'm confused.
Robot.
A-ha!
I knew a guy like that had no chance
with a girl like that.
Wait, okay, I'm still confused.
If Oliver's a robot, who built Oliver?
Dr. V.F. Porter.
Who's he?
She's right here. Huh?
Dr. Vivian Frances Porter,
noted robotics authority.
How'd you know?
A little digging.
But why the secrecy?
My colleagues weren't ready
to take someone who looks like me seriously.
Okay, wait, time-out, time-out.
So you're telling me she looks like that and is a genius?
You know, the rules aren't going to like this.
Back off!
Or I'll destroy them both!
( Gasps )
No!
Put me down!
Kimmie!
Is everything all right?
Fine. The robot's programmed
for self preservation.
You'll have to walk me through this one, honey.
Long story short,
Vivian: genius,
Phen: fraud.
She built the robots.
Well, Doctor, we seem to have a vacancy in our robotics lab.
Would you be interested in the job?
This time, I will talk to her, Rufus.
Go!
No need to stress.
Just be myself.
Hi.
( Sniffles ): Can I help you?
( Screams )
What film would you like?
( Sighs ): Whatever.
Enjoy the show.
So, when did you first decide to kiss me?
Before I even saw you.
I was ready to dazzle her.
I was so there.
So where?
Popcorn?
Love some.
Thanks.
Boo-yah.
Yeah.
Ooh!
( Iaughs )
Cool.
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