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(upbeat music)

- There are two keys to locating the golden chalice.

Dangers lurk everywhere for the ever valiant Vine Boy.

(roaring)

Quicksand, snakes, spiders, and ravenous alligators.

And these alligators can bite off a human leg

in a nanosecond.

But Vine Boy is way fast!

Thanks to his cunning instincts,

Vine Boy is one step closer to rescuing the girl

and scooping the treasure.

(screams)

Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.

- Oh whoa, whoa.

- Russ!

- [Scud] I win! I win!

- Not so fast, Scud.

You may have won the practice race,

but this is for Sunday's May Fair Games.

- Maybe you should train for something easier.

How about the egg toss?

- Are you crazy?

I've got strategy and fast reflexes.

Russ?

- So Alicia, I guess you already got a partner

for the three legged race on Sunday.

- No!

(nervous laugh)

- But you probably got a lot of offers, right?

- Actually, I hadn't even though about it.

- Huh, really?

Wow, I hadn't either.

- Look Russ,

are you asking me to run the three legged race with you?

- Sure, if you're gonna say yes.

- Alright, but I play to win!

- Great (nervous laughs).

Have no fear.

I'm strong and I'm graceful

and I race like the wind.

(triumphant music) (fans cheering)

- You've gotta feel sorry for the girl.

- Huh?

- She'd do better with a dead skunk tied around her neck.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- You'll never win with her.

You stink!

- PU!

- Ha Ha! Very funny.

(upbeat music)

- What are you doing?

- Rupe, if I asked you something,

you'd tell me the truth, right?

- I give you my solemn oath.

- Well, you know when it's a hot day,

things get a little sticky.

Well, do you ever catch a whiff of me and uh-

- Ugh, what's that stink?

- Is it that bad? Ugh!

(suspenseful music)

- Look at that repugnant spill!

- Phew, it's not me.

- This is rare and noxious substance

known as slaughtering sludge.

- Slaughtering sludge?

- One drop of it could kill you!

- Come on, eh?

Just cause it smells bad, what could it do to you?

(sizzling)

Oh no!

- I know the pea soup isn't your favorite, Rupert

but just give it a try.

- I can't, Aunt Rhonda!

- Enough about this slimy sludge!

- It's slaughtering sludge, dad.

- I don't know where you get such disgusting ideas.

- I do.

- I mean, people dump their garbage all the time.

It's hardly a conspiracy.

- This isn't just garbage.

It's a plot to destroy Boxborough.

- I'll tell you what I'll do,

I'll look into it in the morning.

In the meantime,

the most heroic thing you could do is eat this soup.

(upbeat music)

- I like pea soup!

- Given our gruesome discovery today,

it tested the limits of my courage

to even swallow a few spoonfuls.

Triumph!

- What's that?

- Creepy Capers number 43.

- What about it?

- We're zeroing in on our culprit, Russ.

He's none other than the Slime Bucket.

- Ew! He's totally gross.

- In this comic,

he secretly hid vats of slaughtering slime

and then when the time was right,

he spilled them all at once.

Slime Bucket's mean. He works alone.

Hey! This is interesting!

- What?

- He repels people with his stench!

- Stench?

- The result of a childhood exposure to noxious liquids

which also makes his hair grow ultra fast.

- Poor guy!

- Poor guy?

Russ, the slaughtering sludge

could destroy the world!

- Eh, maybe we should tell your dad.

- Police are no match for this villain.

In the comic, he could only be destroyed

by that little known

and underappreciated duo, the scrubbers.

We've gotta become the scrubbers!

- Aw, Rupe, can I ever have a quiet weekend?

(upbeat music)

- No clues in there.

- Face it, not even Netted Ned

has seen this stinky hair ball.

- He'll be disguised.

We need someone who can look beyond appearances.

(upbeat music)

- Bog?

- Barrels of sludge, eh?

Lovely.

Haven't seen any.

- What about somebody who, well-

- Well, what?

- Smelly.

- Smelly?

Well, there's always Marvin Grenwin.

He comes here every few days for a shave after work.

- Mhmm. Oh, is he hairy?

- Hey, mate, don't ever say hairy.

Say "hirsute". It's less crude, innit?

- Hirsute. Yeah, excellent.

- Marvin Grenwin may come in here

stinking to high heaven,

but once I'm done with him, he smells sweet as a rose.

- Really? How?

- Well, I've got a few tricks of the trade.

The tragedy of the truly stinky is,

those who smell the worst, never seem to know.

- Rupert to Russ!

Rupert to Russ!

- Ah, I gotta go. Thank you.

- Hey, now don't you two boys be daft!

Marvin Grenwin's no crook!

His construction business is the best in Boxborough.

He's out digging up the old gas lines

through town right now!

- Oh, I'll take that into consideration.

- Cheers, mate.

(upbeat music)

- It all adds up!

Marvin's mean plus he's hairy

and uses Bog to get destinkified.

- But the Grenwin's practically built Boxborough,

why would they wanna destroy it?

- So they could start all over again from the ground up.

(suspenseful music)

- Uh, Rupe.

- If only we could find his truck!

We could track him.

- That might not be so hard.

- Of course it will!

That smell...

That smell!

- What smell?

(suspenseful music)

Oh.

- More barrels!

We have to find the Slime Bucket before it's too late!

- I already found him!

- You have?

- He's over there.

- Well why didn't you say so?

(suspenseful music)

To the fight bikes!

- What is he doing out here?

- Slime Bucket's unloading more of the killer sludge.

Camera.

- He's got barrels of it.

- And he's hiding it in the holes he's digging.

That clinches it, he's the Slime Bucket.

Russ, time to suit up.

Dad, we found the Slime Bucket!

- What are you talking about?

- The culprit.

- We saw him. He's hairy.

- He's stinky.

- You'll never guess.

Dad, he's-

- Marvin!

Yes! - Yes!

- How the heck are you?

- Not bad, Dave. What's the fuss about?

- He's friends with your dad?

- Oh the kids here found some barrels of crud

someone dumped nearby.

- Real shame. Hope you find the guy who dumped it.

- Well, see you.

Um, the barrel you found, we sent it to the lab.

- Don't touch it!

- We're just gonna find out what's in it.

- Dad, we know who did it.

- We even have proof in this camera.

- Russ, we forgot film!

- [Woman] Officer Patterson, we have a cat fight in progress

behind 194 Walnut.

- Uh, 10-4, I'll be right there.

Sorry kids, I gotta go.

- He'll never believe us.

- You're right!

Russ, it's time we took matters into our own hands.

Grenwin Construction must be building something somewhere.

We find the truck, we can track him.

- Then what?

- Well, first things first,

Russ, the people of Boxborough need us!

- Mass destruction, what a drag.

- Right, Russ, you sniff around town,

I'll check out the outskirts.

Run everyone, half an hour.

- I'm the last person to stop a stench in Boxborough.

(upbeat music)

- Hey Russ!

- Oh, Ally, hi, hey, hi.

How you...yeah.

- Is everything alright?

- Yeah, I'm never better, just enjoying the fresh air.

- Mmh, yes.

Must be first burger of the day at the Junction Diner.

- First burger? Hmmm nothing better.

- Do you have time to practice?

- Practice?

- The three legged race?

- Oh, uh yeah. Just let me stink, I mean think.

- Rupert to Russ!

No sign of him here. You on the scent of anything?

- Yeah, I'll say. Um I gotta go.

- What? Where are you going?

- I'll meet you at the, over...

Before the race, bye.

- Nice hat.

- Bog, I don't need a diagnosis.

I just wanna smell better.

- Oh right, right, right, I see. You wanna hide.

I'll give you some camouflage.

- [Rupert] Rupert to Russ. Come in.

- Russ here.

- [Rupert] Get your butt down to Grenwin Estates.

- You found him?

- Yeah, only it isn't a condominium they're building.

It's a slaughter sludge factory!

- [Russ] I'll get there as soon as I can.

- Hurry! He's gonna leave!

Super Rupert signing off.

(phone ringing)

Hm, I wonder what he's saying.

Time to test my new amplification device.

- Last dump's ready. Then we're home free.

- Last dump? This is our only chance to catch him!

- Yeah, I'll go drop it off over at the...

- Rats! Come on!

- That's right, I'll dump it at dawn tomorrow,

before anybody's up.

- Dawn, where? Where?

- You'll see, at sunrise, our plan will be in place.

- I've gotta stop him.

(suspenseful music)

Whoa!

(suspenseful music)

Phew, that was close.

I can't let him get away.

What that Slime Bucket did to my bike!

Super Rupert to Russ, change of plans.

Meet me at headquarters to plot our revenge!

- Sup? What's up?

- The last dump is tomorrow at dawn.

It's our only chance to catch them!

- Where are they dumping?

- Details, details. The headquarters.

- I'm on my way.

(dramatic music)

- I bought these overalls from Netted Ned.

Just what the scrubbers wore

when they scrubbed out the Slime Bucket.

- Alright.

- Ugh, what's that smell?

- Not me, that's for sure.

- What did you do? Take a perfume bath?

- It's just a little aftershave from Bog, okay?

- Whatever you say, you flammable one.

- Look, tomorrow's the last dump

and we still don't know where it'll be.

Where was the showdown between the Slime Bucket

and the scrubbers?

- That's it. Read the comic!

(dramatic music)

- [Russ] "His massive sludge attack struck at the epicenter

on a Sunday when people were outside and defenseless.

But the scrubbers defeated him,

saving the town from destruction!

And it all happened at Central Park."

But we don't have a Central Park!"

- We have a Morris Park.

And look, Marvin's digging there too.

- In the middle of town?

- Maximize the mayhem, Russ, before anybody wakes up.

- Oh no, you know the worst thing?

- Total destruction of life as we know it?

- No, the May Fair Games.

- Are in Morris Park!

- Yeah, tomorrow afternoon!

- Oh Russ, you've gotta save this town.

(suspenseful music)

- Where'd he go?

- So early, no one's gonna see us.

- [Rupert] Just put it on!

- I'm tired.

- You're tired? I've been up all night prepping my bike!

- Shouldn't we just tell your dad?

- He won't understand.

Besides, you're forgetting my father's number one rule;

don't wake him on Sunday mornings.

You're ready?

- As I'll ever be.

- Let the mission begin!

(upbeat music)

- Oh, good morning Dave!

I didn't expect to see you up so early!

Rupert told me you're number one rule;

never wake Dave up on a Sunday morning!

- Then what are you doing?

- Oh, I'm sorry about that.

Oh it's just taken me several tries to perfect my formula.

- Several? Try six, counting this one, seven.

Ew what is that stuff?

- Oh, whoops! It's an energy bar.

Here, try some.

- Uh, no thanks.

I don't need any of this, I'm going back to bed.

- Hey listen, have you seen Rupert this morning?

- No, why?

- Well, I saw him and Russ take off on their bikes

and they were wearing these really zany outfits

and they looked armed for battle.

- So?

- Well, so, I think that they were gonna confront

that smoldering smudge Slime Bucket.

The one they said was dumping the toxic waste?

- Rhonda, there is no such thing

as a slaughtering sludge Slime Bucket.

It's just a product of Rupert's overactive imagination!

- They could be in danger!

Go for a jog.

- You want me to jog on my day off?

- Yes, yes, go get dressed, hurry.

Oh and here, you're gonna need energy, drink up.

(suspenseful music)

- There he is!

(suspenseful music)

- Bright and early, just like you said.

- You create a distraction.

- Alright, just say when.

- You count to three and go!

- One, two, three!

(suspenseful music)

(explosion)

- Whoa!

(suspenseful music)

- Uh oh!

Take that Slime Bucket!

(groans)

The scrubbers are back and we're cleaner than ever!

- Where'd he go?

- Morning, sir.

Uh oh, Marvin, please, I'm just a young child.

Just show a little mercy. Just having some fun.

- Say your prayers, kid.

Whoa! (suspenseful music)

- Way to pull through!

(suspenseful music)

- Hey, come and get me!

(groans)

(suspenseful music)

- Rupe, good job.

(suspenseful music)

- Let me go, you stinkers!

- You're the one who stinks, Slime Bucket.

- What are you staring at?

- What's going on here, Rupert?

- Dad, we got the Slime Bucket.

- Dave, help me out here. These kids are crazy!

- Oh yeah?

Then what are those barrels doing

off the back of your truck?

What is it, toxic waste?

You can tell me now

or you could tell me down at the station.

- We found these old barrels

digging for the new Grenwin condominium development.

- Why didn't you just report it?

- It would've slowed down construction,

given the project a bad name!

- Well your name's mud now Scum Bucket.

- Stop calling me that!

- Marvin Grenwin, you are under arrest

for the unlawful disposal of toxic waste.

- Oh boy.

- Yeah!

(upbeat music)

- Good job, Russ!

- Not bad yourself, Super Ru.

- Well, even if it wasn't slaughtering sludge,

saving the town from a dose of toxic waste isn't so bad,

especially before the May Fair Games.

- Aw, don't remind me.

- What's up?

- What's up is I'm running the three legged race with Ally

and I stink worse than Marvin Grenwin.

- Russ, as your friend and fellow crusader,

I'm here to tell you, you do not smell!

- Really?

- At least not since you had that overzealous experiment

with aftershave.

- But Scud told me I did.

- And you believed him?

Russ, the true stinky don't have friends, come on.

What's the matter?

Haven't you ever seen a couple of heroic crime fighters?

- Yeah.

(upbeat music)

(bell dings)

- Looks like we got new janitors.

- Watch it, Scud, or we might sweep you up.

- Oh, I'm scared.

- Hey guys! I heard you saved the May Fair Games!

- Them?

- They stopped toxic waste

from getting dumped here this morning.

- Unfortunately, I think we missed a spot.

- Ha! So Russ, wanna practice?

- Bet I do.

(upbeat music)

- I don't know about you, Scud,

but I feel ready for the sweet smell of victory.

(upbeat music)

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