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>>10, 9, 8,

Grrrrr! Rocket Monkeys!

>>

>>Go Monkeys!

>>Man, Planet Newtonia really messes with your reception.

And gives you a headache.

>>Come in, Wally. Wally come in.

>>I love this song, "Come in, Wally. Wally come in."

>>This isn't a song, Wally, it's me, Gus.

Did you deliver the package?

>>You betcha! Boy that thing would not stop ticking.

>>Okay, glad you're back.

Now get ready for decontamination time.

>>Aaaaahhhh!

>>Come one, it'll be fun!

I mean for me.

>>Beginning painful decontamination procedures.

>>What?

>>Hahahahaha!

>>Decontaminating.

Gentle cycle.

Not so gentle cycle.

Extremely dirty monkey cycle.

Permanent press cycle.

Finally, fabric softening.

>>Relax, bro. All done.

>>I feel adorable.

>>Decontamination incomplete!

>>Really? His coat's shinier than ever.

Nothing. Nothing. Extra nothing.

Hideous parasitic insect, meh, looks fine to me.

Gasp!

>>Ha! I'm not falling for that one again.

>>No, seriously you have a giant flea

on your noggin.

>>

>>There is no flea on my head.

>>YAY-OK, am I monkey-crazy, or is there

a giant space flea on Wally's head?

>>Scanning. Yes, Gus, you are monkey-crazy.

Also, yes, Wally has a giant flea on his head.

>>

>>Ha! You guys are hi-larious!

>>See for yourself.

Flea, right there.

>>Whoa, have I always been this cute?

>>Ah, that look does not look good.

Hmmm, yes, the problem's definitely here.

Also here.

>>I don't get it. Why can't he see it?

>>I'd say it's because it's a hypno-flea.

Judging by it's pattern, the wing span,

and of course, the handsome pocket watch.

>>You can't see me, see? I control ya, see?

Now talk like a chicken!

>>

>>Hahaha! Too funny.

Make him bark like a dog.

>>Bark like a dog, see?

>>Woof. Woof.

>>Hahaha! Ooh, ooh, three toed sloth.

>>Mooooooooo.

>>Meh, two outta three ain't bad.

>>Rocket Monkey Gus, this is very serious.

>>Yeah, yeah, I know. Fleas are only so funny.

I'll take care of it.

Listen, bug boy, I need my bro back.

Shoo! Get off of there. Get off of that head.

Shoo fly. Shafafafa. Shafeefeefee.

>>The name's Flearoy and he's my monkey now, see?

Not yours, mine!

So back off, or I'll give you the goods!

>>Well I tried.

>>You call that a sandwich?

Needs watermelon!

Bubble gum.

More cereal.

>>Mmmm! The perfect sandwich!

Hmm, monkey still hungry.

I mean, mmmm, delicious.

>>This is horrible.

>>I know. Who only puts one watermelon on a sandwich?

Come on!

>>I meant the whole Rocket Monkey Wally under control

of a horrible hypno-bug thing.

I know. I'll make the danger more clear

with this clever comparison.

The hypno-flea will keep eating and eating

all of Rocket Monkey Wally's food until...

Game over.

>>No monkey way!

Don't worry, bro, I'll save you!

But first, one more game.

>>Okay, If I'm gonna beat this hypno-flea

I'm gonna need the bestest

bug blasting-est weapon I have.

Nope, not gonna cut it.

No way. Huh-uh.

Too pointy. Not flat enough.

We want something to penetrate, explode, then eviscerate.

Aha! Perfect.

Get ready! 'Cause it's swattin' time!

>>Swatty, swat, swat, swaaaat!

>>Gus! Stop!

Not cool!

>>That's a good monkey, now let's grab me some grub.

>>I've run the numbers.

By my calculations, Flearoy

will be gone by tomorrow.

>>Really? Phew! Why? Vacation time?

Dentist appointment?

>>Oh, no. Your brother will starve. For sure, kaput.

Goodbye, auf wiedersehen there, see you,

goodbye, good to know you, no more Wally, no more flea.

>>Aaaahhhh!

>>Rummage faster. I want food, you get me?

Fooooooood!

Dig for food. Dig for food.

>>Delicious.

>>Uh-oh, this is happening faster than I thought.

>>I gotta do something. Wally's starving.

What- what do I do?

>>I have a suggestion that will work 100%.

Just hide all the food.

>>Okay, hold that thought.

All right. Hiding all the food.

Starting now.

Okay I mean now.

Just one more bite, this is delicious.

Okay now.

I'm just wasting good food here,

I've already started eating, I'm gonna finish.

This is the last bite.

>>I feel so fantastic and in control.

>>Time for another sandwich.

Bare. Empty. Not full.

>>Bare. Empty. Not full.

>>This is a tragedy.

>>Such tragedy.

>>Well, I guess you'll be leaving now.

Just toss Wally over there before you go.

>>Toodles!

>>So long. It has been, oh what is the word?

Terrible. Not fun. Not good times.

>>I don't believe ya, see?

Aaaaaahhh!

>>Must.

>>Must.

>>Find.

>>Find.

>>Fooooooooooood!

>>What he said.

>>Dig deeper. I'm getting hungry.

>>Hahahahaha. They're never going to find it.

>>Found it.

>>Whatevs. You'll never get your flea hands on the food.

Not as long as I have this key!

In my belly.

>>Grrrrrrrr.

>>What's he doing?

>>I was afraid of this.

Hiding food from a hypno-flea is

actually quite dangerous.

They don't just get hungry,

and they don't just get angry.

They get hangry.

>>Macawkery! Bro's in trouble.

Let Operation No Hangry begin.

>>No, listen. Listen, Gus. More of a 'cha' sound.

Chchchcaa. Chchchaa. In the back of your throat.

Chchangry.

>>Whatever. How long before he gets his hangry on?

>>I'd say right about

now.

>> I want you to destroy that monkey, see?

Get me that key, see?

>>Must destroy Gus, see?

>>Aaaaahhh!

>>Sigh, I lose so many monkeys this way.

There so disposable.

>>Ha! It'll take more than flying cookware

to get me.

>>Ha! It'll take more than radioactive waste to stop me.

>>YAY-OK, can you see them anywhere?

>>My scanners detect nothing.

But my directional indicators suggest

they may be in that direction.

>>Raaaaaawr, see?

>>Rawr, see?

>>Ha! It'll take more than a fully automatic laser bazooka

to stop-

Actually, yeah. Yeah that'll probably do it.

Wally, snap out of it. Look what you're doing.

It's me, your bro.

>>Gus? Is that you?

>>Finish him off, monkey, see?

Monkey, do!

>>Must destroy bro!

>>Jackpot!

>>Not the food! You monster!

No! Come back, precious treats.

Come back! All my little baby treats.

>>I'm so hungry! What happened to all our food?

>>Funny story. A hypno-flea ate it all.

Couch fluff?

>>Not to worry Rocket Monkeys. It just so happens

I've stockpiled a six month supply of

delicious astronaut food.

We have some anchovy paste, which is nice.

Cream spinach. Goo of asparagus.

>>Yummy.

>>Rocket Monkeys. I have a mission of

utmost importance for you.

>>You can count on us, Dr. C.

>>Give me all your food, see?

>>Hahahaha!

>>Aaaaaaahhhh!!!

>>Flip-a-doo, dude.

>>Ho, ho, dude-o!

>>Are they ever gonna get off this thing?

>>Yes. Beat that, alien babies.

We are better than you. You're a tiny alien baby.

Baby, baby, baby.

>>You will not be able to defeat us.

>>Okay, gentlemen, did you get that out of your system?

>>Pretty much, I feel okay.

>>Low quality inventions for sale!

>>That voice! Can it be?

>>Every terrible failure marked down.

>>It is! My great inventor, Ivan Ivanovich.

>>Clearance of many terrible inventions.

>>Oh, great inventor. It is I, your creation.

YAY-OK.

>>Whoa! YAY-OK can it really be you?

I just assumed you'd be scrap metal by now.

No offense.

>>Well, yes, inventor, a little offended here.

>>YAY-OK scrap metal? Never!

>>Hey, furry, do you not listen?

I'm a horrible inventor.

Look at this toaster.

>>Why is it taking so long?

>>I like the dark toast.

>>Yumsies.

>>And this retractable Dogdopus leash.

Ugh. So very bad.

Useless.

And my Ivanovich head protector.

Yuck. Maximum stink.

>>Its working fine.

>>Wait for it.

>>But the pinnacle of incompetence

is this one.

>>Wow, now I'm definitely offended.

>>Loud noises makes his arms fall off.

And his head is not properly balanced against

air streams.

>>This is so embarrassing. Wow, just take all-

Take all my insecurities and just put them out there.

I'm good, thanks.

>>All that I have been programmed to believe has-

has been shaken to the very core.

Am I really the victim of shoddy workmanships?

>>This is how it goes for YAY-OK.

Live your- do the right thing. Be the good robot.

Always the good robot, but I tell you still

life gives you a real- a kick in the bolts sometimes.

>>Robot seems down.

>>We should try to cheer him up, Rocket Monkey style.

>>Happy Boltsday!

>>Thank you, Rocket Monkeys, but for some reason

I don't find your irritating monkey hijinks

as amusing as usual.

>>Rocket Monkeys. A wayward space whale

has found its way into this quadrant.

And is being a total cranky pants.

It must be sent back to Planet Splish-Splash

before it can do serious damage.

>>Luckily we have our super efficient robot companion

to help us.

>>I don't follow you. Oh!

Oh, YAY-OK, right, well good luck with that.

Hahahaha.

>>This is your chance to prove what a

robo-tastic robot you are.

>>Hmm, you know what? Perhaps it is time

to shake up the old hard drive, you know?

Give it the old robo- robo-go.

Rocket Monkeys, I could use a hand.

Maybe even an arm?

>>So. What's the plan, ro-bro?

>>Calculating trajectories.

Allowing for space wind.

And fire harpoon!

Do not worry, Rocket Monkeys.

Everything is under control.

>>Rocket Monkeys, I have failed you

in a horrible way.

>>Oh, fail is such an ugly word.

>>But according to this dictionary, pretty accurate.

>>Dear Rocket Monkeys.

By the time you hear this message I will be

far gone away, and far.

Do not look for me, and please do not be sad at me

Rocket Monkeys.

Do not shed a tear for YAY-OK.

Be strong like the cheap offshore metal

that was used to make me.

>>And now, back to episode 71

of the Deep Space Dave marathon.

>>Important message from YAY-OK.

>>Looks like YAY-OK sent us a message.

>>Man, why did we wait so long to listen to that message?

>>Who knew marathons were so long?

>>We gotta find YAY-OK and bring him back.

All right, now we gotta find YAY-OK.

>>Now we gotta find YAY-OK.

>>Now we gotta find YAY-OK.

>>Now we gotta find YAY-OK.

>>All right, now we gotta find YAY-OK.

>>Trust me. This robot here is not so lousy.

Cooks bread. Does laundry.

Makes micro-popcorn if you like it.

Impressive, huh?

Who am I kidding, it's terrible, it's awful,

the worst thing.

>>This thing's a piece of junk.

No offense.

>>Well, yes, a little offended, sure.

>>We don't mind that robot.

>>Seriously? That will be 10 snickets.

Okay 8. You talked me into it- 5.

Do you know what? It's too expensive.

3 snickets. Give me 2.

I'm happy with 1.

>>All I have is a rubber band.

>>Sold!

>>Please do not waste your rubber band on

someone such as me.

I am useless, okay? Terrible.

If there was a competition of horrible robots,

I would be the loser and then be challenged

for last place and lose it again. Okay?

You're free to disagree at any time, just step in there.

>>No, that's pretty accurate.

>>Excuse me. Didn't I give you a mission?

Steer the cranky space whale back to

Planet Splish-Splash before it does serious damage.

I seem to recall.

Chimpsky out.

>>Is that still a thing?

>>Don't look at me Gus, please.

I'm a cheap assembly of second-rate materials.

>>Quit feeling sorry for yourself.

You may have arms that fall off,

and your skin might be really poor quality aluminum.

You are worthless. But not to us.

Now get out there and kick some whale tail.

>>That horrible invention of mine?

You kidding me? Don't hold your breath, monkeys.

>>Oh, this is most terrible.

>>Meh, I've been eaten by worse.

Oh! The Banana Shack.

>>No one messes with my monkeys,

or my inventor with the velvety voice.

I will stop you, giant space whale!

>>But first a couple of repairs. Wanna get

the parts back together, so it's a fair fight.

>>All right. If I'm going to rescue my

Rocket Monkeys and my inventor, I'm going to need

to create a new and improved YAY-OK.

After all, as the great Ivan Ivanovich always said to us,

>>Never have I seen such useless group of losers.

>>Wait a second, where was I?

We may be a rag-tag group of misfits,

but I tell you what, if we don't do this now,

maybe not 5, but 10, 20 milleniums from this point

we'll look back and say you remember that day

that we came together?

We can do it!

>>No, my back is sore.

>>Not me.

>>I'm going to remain exactly where I am forever.

>>Oh, for circus sake I'll do it myself.

>>You!

The one in the cranky pants.

Release my monkey brothers.

>>Hahahahaha! Good try fish fry.

But I still say ha!

You ready for taste of my high speed toast?

>>Good work, ro-bro.

>>Where is Rocket Monkey Wally?

>>A decaf half-lite banana smoothie. Extra smooth.

Wait!

My banana smoothie!

>>Hey! Thanks robot!

That tooth was driving me crazy.

>>Way to go, YAY-OK!

>>You saved us all, bro-bot.

>>The thanks go to Ivan Ivanovich.

After all, he invented me.

>>And now, I have the confidence to make

even more brilliant inventions.

How about a space scooter, but it's powered by insults?

A wooden bathrobe?

It's not that comfortable,

but it doesn't mold.

>>I wish I were a smart like him.

>>You don't have to be smart, gentlemens,

you are Rocket Monkeys.

>>Hooray for YAY-OK!

>>Wait for it.

>>Go monkeys!

>>

>>10, nine, eight,

Rocket Monkeys!

>>Go monkeys!

>>Yes, nothing but mouth.

Buzzer beater!

Bing bong, Gus is champion again.

>>Rocket Monkeys. Alert.

Beep, there is mail.

>>I love mail!

>>The happy mail dance is so childish.

>>Yay!

>>It didn't even rhyme, now that's classy.

>>Our first grown up party!

My tails a tingle!

No, no, no. I agree.

Enough about me, unless you want to hear more?

>>Sorry, bro, but the invite only song and danced for us.

Are you gonna be all right?

>>Gentlemens, do not worry about Yay-ok.

I've been through hundreds of these things, literally.

Did I say hundreds? I meant zero.

I've never been to one.

>>Hey, it's okay.

You're gonna be just fine.

Wally and Gus are gonna be back later

from the really awesome party that you weren't invited to.

But that's okay, that doesn't make you

insignificant in any way.

Okay, enough of that! Party!

>>Steady! Steady!

Just one final component

before my doomsday device is online!

Oh, it's so delicate!

I must put this

What is that racket?

>>Oh, the council to stop super villains

is throwing a party.

>>The fiends who banished me to this asteroid?

My most hated enemies?

And within striking distance?

Woo hoo!

Hedge-bot, take me to that planet at once

so I may enact my revenge!

>>Never gonna happen.

>>Oh, come on!

You're like the worst hedge-bot ever.

>>Wow!

>>Grownup world, here we come!

>>Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Rocket monkeys, that way.

>>Did you hear that, Gus?

Rocket monkeys get their own entrance.

Say, what?!

>>Grown up party! VIP treatment?

It's all uphill from here!

>>Yay!

>>My darling, Slo-Mo!

You're bot shines so beautifully in this light!

This bouquet of wires, I should be embarrassed

to be beside your beautifulness.

>>Really?

Do you have a lot of time to work out?

>>He's talking to me, twit face!

>>By the ankles of Asibov,

I have found a way off this cursed asteroid!

I will have my revenge on the council!

And maybe hit the buffet!

Go on! Giddyup!

Head west, little doggie! Lift off!

Big jumping!

Oh, right.

>>Let the party begin!

>>Party on, bros!

Von Condor, how's it hangin, yo!

Prisimbo, what's happenin'?

Bubbsy, Wubbsy, Fuzzard, what's up, guys?

>>What? Balloons?

Little children?

I am flabbergasted!

But, we're rocket monkeys!

We're supposed to be with the grownups,

not in the the little kids room!

Beat it, diaper rash.

>>Wah hoo!

>>Look, guys! Snacky snacks!

Guys?

Nice shot, Zorn!

>>Evening, my good man.

I'm afraid there's been a mixup.

My tickets' for the grownup party, see?

>>Nice try, PeeWee.

>>And stay down here!

Don't keep coming back up!

Stay.

>>Hot food, coming through!

Waiter, here, not a costume!

I'll get into that party if it's the last thing I do!

>>Finally!

I will have my revenge on you

who have imprisoned me all these years!

Okay, if it's action you want,

try this sleep bomb on for size.

>>You're already putting us to sleep!

Snoresville.

>>Yes, Yay-Ok is that good.

>>You thought you could throw a party

right next to your sworn enemy?

Fools! Get ready for more revenge,

served up Nefarious style!

One for you!

It's such a shame you won't be waking up in time

to see my little doomsday device blow you to pieces!

Oh! Hold that thought!

Doom later, snackies first.

>>Talking cake, coming through!

No need to look inside!

Ha! Oldest trick in the book!

Rocket monkey, Gus, has arrived!

Let the grownup good times begin!

Conga!

Then Gamester X says to me, Bananas!

And I say, Wait!

I thought you collected bandanas!

Seriously?!

Is this really what grownup parties are like?

Where's the laughing?

Where's the dancing?

Karaoke, now we're talkin!

This should get the party goin!

Sing along if you know the words!

Oh, this is terrible!

What else you got?

Oo, a count down.

>>Mmm, yum!

You activated the doomsday device!

You, monkey maroon!

It's going to blow!

Well, it's supposed to blow.

But not with me around!

>>Finally!

Waiter, how do you change the songs on this thing?

And get me a smoothie!

Thanks. Parched.

>>Smoothie? Do you know who I am?

I am the greatest--

>>Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Less talkie, more servie.

Here's your tray!

>>That was my only escape.

This is a disaster!

Doomed!

We're all doomed!

>>You can say that again.

Grownup parties so gloomy doomy.

Hey, Wally!

>>Yeah, Gus?

>>Get in here!

>>What up, Gus?

>>Let's show these snoozers how to get down!

>>I thought you'd never ask!

>>What are you doing?

We're all about to die!

>>Gus, your waiter friend is kind of a party pooper pants.

Waiter-not!

>> I've escaped!

Now you get blasted!

Not me! You! Suckers!

>>This karaoke machine only knows one song!

Totally lame.

>>Karaoke launch!

>>Fireworks every time!

Oh, great! He's back!

Good luck getting any privacy!

>>Help!

>>I know a great little place we can go.

>>Oh, come on.

>>Ya know what?

I'll take a kids party over a grownup party any day!

>>Party?

>>Beat it, kid!

>>You're tickling me with what you do there.

>>I can't believe you threw out the steering wheel.

It's gonna take us forever to find a replacement.

>>Steering is for babies!

Oh! Look what I found!

Goofy goo!

>>Ahem.

>>Ohhhh.

>>Hilarious!

What did you find?

>>Just this!

Doctor Fleshies Freaky Forensic Fun House!

Darwin's nuggets!

>>Observe my discovery.

The perfect steering wheel replacement.

>>Nice work, Yay-Ok.

That idea bulb upgrade is already paying for itself!

>>Is it? Could it be?

My entire monkey life I've always wanted one!

But never did I dream I could ever, ever,

ever, ever, ever, ever, ever, ever--

>>Get to it!

>>A Space-y Cake Oven!

I can't believe it's really gonna happen!

In three, two, one,

Oh! What a perfect sound!

>>You are not going to eat your cake?

>>Eat them?

It's not about the cakes!

Any true Space-y Caker knows

it's all about the process, man!

>>What's taking so long? Yay!

Well, Space-y, it's been great,

but I do have some important napping to attend to.

Oh, don't you give me that look!

Oh, maybe just one more.

>>Oh, yeah. Baby!

Ring-a-ding dong!

>>Why are you still playing with that toy?

>>Not playing! Space-y caking!

>>Whatever!

Just keep that dinging quiet, I need my monkey beauty sleep!

>>Not a problem, bro!

Won't even hear me having the time of my life!

>>We have to do something about Wally.

He's driving me ding-a-ding dong crazy!

>>He's exhibiting the classic signs

of Space-y Cake mania, as described in this pamphlet.

>>Right, we need to do something.

>>We must stage a monkey intervention.

>>Oh, yeah.

That's totally what I was thinking.

>>Ding.

Ding. Ding. Ding.

Ding!

>>Thieves!

Space-y! Give it back!

>>Snap out of it, bro!

Noooooooo!

>>One, two!

Just hang in there!

No! Stay with me! Space-y!

Space-y!

>>Well, problem solved.

What happened to all the light bulbs?

>>Doesn't fit! Too small!

Too big! Too pointy! Not bulby enough!

I haven't used my Space-y Cake for 30 seconds!

I mean, not that it matters!

I can stop anytime!

Yay-ok! You gotta help me!

Where can I find a bulb?

I command you to give me a good idea!

>>Huh, let me think about that.

There happens to be a well stocked light bulb warehouse

not too far from this quadrant.

Go on, I'm listening.

You can simply file request form number

7G8G36592 >>Interested, keep talking!

>>It fits!

Three, two, one! Ding!

Ah! That's it!

Ding, ding, ding-a-ding, ding!

>>Why, you stole Yay-Ok's good idea bulb, didn't you?

>>No!

>>New idea!

Decorating with chainsaws!

>>See, he doesn't usually do that.

>>I'm going to get you!

>>Untrue!

Yay-ok is always getting into crazy shenanigans.

>>That's us, you nitwit!

>>Oh, right.

>>New idea, use rocket legs to increase productivity.

>>You gotta give me his bulb!

>>No!

>>Attention, rocket monkeys.

A giant magnet monster has been sighted in this quadrant.

It's sucking up every piece of metal in sight.

You must destroy it!

>>How are we supposed to do that?

>>I don't know, ask Yay-ok.

He's got lots of really great ideas.

I picked a bad day to wear my new metallic underbriefs!

>>Robot, you heard Doctor C.

I need you to concentrate!

Focus on the problem!

What do we do?

>>Okay, just breath in.

Okay, just let me breathing in.

Ah, that is better.

I'm feeling a little bit better.

New idea, wrap the ship in potato salad!

You're safe now, young monkeys.

No more worries.

>>Wally, just hand over the bulb!

We need to work together as a team or we're all doomed!

>>Sorry, can't help ya, bro!

>>It's mine! You'll never get it!

>>Give it! >>No!

>>Let's build a snow fort.

>>Yay-ok! Gotcha!

>>Gesundheit!

>>Three, two, one...

Space-y!

>>Wally!

I can't hold on to Yay-ok much longer!

I need your help!

>>Can't! I'll lose Space-y!

>>You've gotta make a choice, bro!

It's either that thing or us!

>>

Wally!

>>Catch me if you can!

Yay-Ok!

>>Gotcha, Ro-bro.

>>Space-y Cake!

I always wanted one of those!

>>Wally!

Good work, bro!

I knew you wouldn't let us down!

Are you going to be okay without your Space-y Cake Oven?

>>I wasn't that into it.

>>Hey, rocket gerbils.

Last one in the pool can eat my bots.

>>What are we gonna do about

>>Here's an idea!

>>Hey, gentlemen, I have an idea!

Why don't you clean your room once in while,

it is a mess.

Another idea, take out the space trash.

Now would be a good time to tackle

those training exercises you've been avoiding all week.

I smell caramelized onions.

I am making a new door.

>>Much better.

>>Stroke, stroke, stroke.