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Ten, nine, eight...

Ah, Rocket Monkeys!

Go, monkeys!

What, Wally?

I bet I know.

Hey, our robot's not a bro.

Then I guess he's gotta go.

Jazz!

Oh, I see how it is.

Oh, yes, bros before bots.

Fine, I'll just continue to do absolutely everything.

You gentlemens will do nothing.

Small question - Who's flying the ship?!

Don't worry. We got it covered.

That's some sweet flyin', Inky.

Whoa!

What's with the loopy thingy?

It's not a loop.

It's a dimensional hoop, a very dangerous portal.

We've talked about it many times.

Remember, the dimensional hoop is extremely dangerous.

Hoop... Danger... Bored...

Here -

I will explain using these primitive illustrations - Too late!

Hoop dive!!

Hey, Wally,

look at my face.

Oooh...

Whoa...

My arms...

Again! Again! Again! No!

We were very lucky

that we escaped with no anomalies whatsoever.

Anoma... loma... lees?

I meant no whoopsie-boom-boom hanahana-booboo.

Whaddaya say, bro?

Wanna go again?

Sorry, bro.

I had to peel one. What did I miss?

'Sup bro!

What the - monkey what?

You mean now I have two bros?!

Woohooo!

But how is that even possible?

I was worried about that.

We must have picked up a second Gus from another dimension.

So which one is the dimensiony hoop Gus?

He is! I'm the real Gus.

He's just some stunningly- handsome faker.

Dude!

Maybe you're the diabolically faking attractive faker.

No, you are,

you sweet piece of simian meat...

Nah, it's definitely you, bro.

Bros! Bros!

There's only one way to tell.

You both have the exact same stink!

I'll be the judge of that.

Mm...

Enticing Gus aroma.

Perfect brow. Slightly wonky eye.

Teeth like sweet piano keys.

Tail - a slight kink.

Fur, brushed slightly the wrong way.

Oooh, sweet festering boils...

Quick, what's my favourite - Brown with the crust cut off.

What do I secretly do when no one - Tail in the peanut butter jar!

Where do I hide my - Underwear drawer, bro.

Did we just become best friends?

Uhm, yeah!

Isn't that adorable?

They're probably going to hug for a while,

then turn and hug me so I'm not left out.

You watch! It'll happen.

Okay guys, I'm ready for my hug!

Right here... waiting!

Come and get some Wally!

Hug it up!

I'm still here...

You're right, Gus-double.

It's way better this way...

Hey bros, any -

Was that a yes?

I'm hearing yes.

Hey, what are you two bums up to?

Get it? Bums!

Ahhh, little dude thinks he's a Gus.

That's cute.

It'd be adorable if it wasn't so sad.

Oh man! I mean, man...

Thanks for the violiny stuff, Yay-OK.

You make giving up a lot easier.

Monkey up, Wally!

If there's one thing that you are not, it's a quitter.

Sure, you fail all the time,

jump into things without considering them,

get yourself into situations far beyond your ability,

always the loser, never the winner...

You're right, Yay-OK!

That runner-up Gus is going back to his own dimension.

To the loopy thing!

Technically, it's more of a hoopy thing,

Stupid other-Gus.

Thinks he can sneak on my ship and poop with my bro.

Well, no more!

I did it! Yes!

Just one Gus!

Wait, why is that Gus so green?

Dude, look at you! Look at us!

Bro, you own that green!

Gus hug party!

Come on, get in here!

That's it. I love hugging! Keep it tight.

Yeah, who invited the non-Gus to the Gus party?

Oh yeah? Well, I'll show you Guses!

I'm going to get me a hoopy Wally bro!

Wally bro...

Hey, bro!

Lookin' good, original Wally!

Yes!

Boom! That's what I'm talkin' about!

That's what I'm talkin' abouuut!!

In your faces, Guses!

Oof!

Burn!

Maybe you should be a quitter.

You know, come on, give it a try. Never!

Guses! Guses! Gus! Gus! Gus!

Guses! Guses! Gus! Gus! Gus!

Special announcement!

From now on,

this area is an official Gus-free zone!

No Guses allow- Oof!

Hey, giant Gus!

What's the weather like up there?

Hey, where'd you get all those bananas?

Those bananas are from my private stash.

They're for Gus only!

Oh. Right.

Oof!

Hey, Wal! My bed's kinda full of me.

How about letting your ol' broski bunk with you?

Nu-huh.

Only room for Wallys here.

Bro, someone wet the bed!

Bad puppy Gus!

Move it, knock-off Guses!

The original has to use the little Gus room!

Back of the line, bro. No cutting!

But giant Gus has been in there for an hour!

Wally, I need to use your bucket.

I'm desperate! What do I gotta do?! Let's see now...

First, a question - Who's your favourite bro?

A tough question - Green Gus makes a great lasagna,

but puppy Gus is cute as a button.

You know, I'm gonna have to go with me.

I'm my favourite bro.

No bucket.

No wait, it's you! You're my favourite bro!

I'm sorry, I can't hear you.

It's you, Wally! Wally is my favourite bro!

The other Guses are losers!

Uh... Why are we hiding?

The Guses have gone rogue!

We need to come up with a plan to get rid of all these Guses!

Uh...

Gah!

I've got it!

Attention all Guses - You are all winners.

Please come to the cargo bay to collect your prize.

Are you sure about this? It seems pretty drastic.

Trust me - Better put your Wally masks on first.

Yes! Sweet, dude!

Release the prize!

Oooh!

No one puts Gam-Gam in a box!

Who is responsible for this?!

I'll rip off your arm and -

Awww! Wallys...

My favourite little grandson...

You little sugar blossom,

you are so gorgeous...

Well, well, well.

My least favourite grandson -

Gus.

Where's my tea?!

You're all green! Move it or lose it, buster!

What did you say?! Yow!

Your tail needs trimming! Lame brain!

Abandon dimension, dude!

She's a monster!

Sorry I was such a bad bro back there.

It's just I'm pretty hard to resist.

But you know you're my one and only bro.

Bro hard feelings.

Bro hard feelings! Don't I bro it!

Bro place like home, no what I'm sayin'? Okay...

Really great work, monkey bros.

Small question -

How did you get Gam Gam on the ship so quickly?

I just picked them up in the dimensional hoop.

"Them?" What do you mean, "them?"

Ah, Gus - Are you still here?

What a disappointment.

Yeah, I knew you'd never amount to much.

Useless! What, do have you no shame?

Dignity?

Why can't you be more like Wally?

Okay bro, do you have the will...

Do you have the backbone...

Do you have the nuggets to accept this dare...

And do you have a few sniggets for the pop machine?

I'm a little light. Sure, here you go.

And yes, I accept your dare!

Let the ferocious monster taunting commence!

Hey there, little fella! Like what you see?

Doggy want a bone? Bingo want a nibble?

Boring! New dare!

I accept!

Oof!

Snorsky borsky. New dare!

Acceptez moi!

Aww...

Distinct lack of thrilliciousness.

Same-o lame-o.

Why is space exploration so boring?

Where are the thrills, the chills, the spills?

Monkeys, you must stop all this

thrills-chills- spills seeking.

I am putting my wheel down. Enough is enough!

Don't be such a buzzkill-bore-bot.

No wonder the thrill is gone.

Attention, monkey thrill seekers!

Hey, that sounds like us! I heard "donkeys."

I'm pretty sure it was monkeys... Yay-OK?

I heard "hockey." I said monkeys!

Monkeys, monkeys, monkeys!

Do you crave thrills,

chills, spills?

We do! We do! We do!

Then come to the amazing Squidland!

Ride the 'roller-rock of escape'!

Experience the 'twirler rock

of diabolical revenge'!

Face your fears on

the 'rock-plunge of certain doom'!

But only if you DARE!

We dare! We dare! We dare!

You must be this tall

and this monkey to be thrilled.

We're both of those things!

Uh, just stating the obvious here -

this is most definitely a trick by Nefarious

to escape from his prison asteroid -

Wah! And remember -

This is totally not a trick by me, Nefarious,

to escape from my prison asteroid.

Yay!

I bet you feel pretty stupid.

Wait for me...

Bring on the thrills, chills, and sp-

Wonderful to see you!

Welcome to Squidland!

Rocks? Seriously? That is your gimmick?

We love rocks!

I say 'rock', you say 'rock'!

Rock, rock, rock. What's that rock?

I like rock. Rocks are fun!

Did I - Am I doing this right?

Here, this should cheer you up.

It's me, Slo-Mo!

I mean...

Wow! Slo-mo!

Baby bot! How long has it been?

It's too long, huh?

You got the whole, uh, circus thing going on there...

I like it! I like it!

Don't speak. Your voice is really annoying.

Eh, why not?

Haven't felt that in a while...

It's time to ride the bestest

and escapiest ride

in all of Squidland!

Step right up!

I said step right up!

Closer...

Closer... Closer...

Closer...

Closer...

That's the wrong way!

Closer...

Closer... Closer...

Wha?!

Games, games, games! Idiotic monkeys.

Alright, let's get this over with.

Throw a rock, hit a rock, win a rock.

I'm the cutest, so I go first!

Ow! Okay, stop it!

Here, you win!

Take your prize!

Geez, I don't even have bones and that hurts.

I won? Me?

I'd like to thank Nefarious for giving me this opportunity,

and my brother, Gus, for always being there.

You're my rock, bro! You're my rock.

But the real hero here -

My real hero in this situation here is me -

Cease that incessant racket!

Onto the rides.

Wait just one minute...

I want to win a prize too!

Fine, this one is called

"Guess how many rocks are in this glass jar."

Okay. One, two, three -

No wait, that's way too obvious.

Seven minus the twelve, carry the foot...

Is that math? I can't remem-

Okay, don't hurt yourself! You win! Here's a prize.

Woo-hoo! I won a rock.

Yow! Suckaaahh!

Enough with the lame-o game-oes.

Ride time!

Finally.

I'm going to get you! No, I'm gonna get you!

I'm gonna totally smash your bumper boulder!

When I'm done, you're going to be driving a pebble!

No!

That's not the ride!

Whoa, Mr. Cranky Carnival Guy!

A little grabby, aren't you?

Enough! Behold!

The red rocket of thrills!

Let me guess -

The diabolical plan? Bingo.

Wow! A real live space rocket!

It's a lot less buttony inside than I expected.

Who needs buttons

when you have a thrill bike!

Oooh!

Now pedal super hard for the ride of a lifetime!

I'm not feeling the thrill. I do have a bit of a chill though.

I'm not into this, uh, very hard seat.

The fun sack in my brain is not excreting.

My joy gland is dry.

My happiness pores are completely clogged.

My fun diaper is still empty!

Here, put these on.

Whoa, now you're talking! So much thrillier!

And now it's time for my escape.

Yeah...

Enough!

Pedal faster!

Can you believe it?

We're flying a real-live rocket!

It's like an exhausting dream come true!

My escape plan is working!

I am finally free of my asteroid prison!

Sorry to interrupt,

but we're not really feeling the thrill over here.

I got a cramp in my leg.

What? You're not pedaling!

Are you crazy?!

If you don't pedal, the ship will -

Talk about thrills!

I know - I'm 38% thrilled,

16% scared,

and 46% I have to go to the bathroom.

By the diaper-load of deeba,

we're going to be destroyed!

Destroyed!

Again! Again! Again! Again!

Are you kidding me?!

My escape rocket is in ruins...

Fun time is over!

Hey look, Gus. Haunted house ride!

Wait, don't leave me alone!

Where's the scare? The horror? The hauntedness?

Okay, officially disappointed...

Foam rubber, poorly constructed. So fake.

Cool! Wiggle floor!

Finally, this ride's getting better.

This isn't a ride!

Are you complete imbeciles?!

Who's the cutest little steel box I've ever seen?

Oh my bolts... You are! You are! Yes you are!

Did you hear something?

Just my hard drive booting up... Oh...

Yay!

Okay, the haunted house part was lame - but the finish?

Four out of five monkey butts!

I'm giving it an extra half butt for the wiggly floor.

By the fungal feet of Lanier,

it is not a ride!

I swear - If I survive this,

I'll never try to escape again!

I'll be a good villain! A real homebody!

Quiver before me!

For I am the center of the asteroid!

Who dares trespass in my domain?

I'm tressing... I'm passing!

I'm a tressen-a-passena!

I'm pass-tressing!

Watch me lick my little trespass sandwich!

Stop it!

Because you have entered where you don't belong,

you must be destroyed!

It was them! It was all their idea!

Huh. Figures. Monkeys in space...

If you need me, I'll be escaping.

Wait, that laugh - That horrible laugh!

You live upstairs, don't you?

Yes, I guess that makes me your neighbour.

A noisy neighbour!

Always with that infernal "Bwahaha!"

and all the stompy escaping.

You will pay! I'll give you a choice -

Spiky stalactite skewer,

crushing boulder bash, or swirly circle of death?

Boy Nefarious, those all sound like a lot of fun.

Wish we could join you, but we're pretty pooped.

See ya! - Enjoy your demise!

No, don't leave me here!

Yay-OK, you should have seen it!

There was this wormy thing - And a wiggly floor!

And a center dude! And he was like, "Yo, you're trespassing."

Yeah, then we were like, "I don't think so, mister!"

Then I said, "I'm trespoosing. I'm not trespassing!"

And then we did it anyway! That's right, and then I saw a rock -

Oh, look at that.

My little angels are exhausted.

Wait, I change my mind!

I want the swirling circle of death!

Argh! Wrong choice!

Ow!

But still, better than monkeys!

Ten, nine, eight...

Ah, Rocket Monkeys!

Go, monkeys!

I'm over here. Too slow. Too monkey.

Over here!

I thought you were good at Whack-a-bot!

Watch me now.

Your frail little monkey arms are no match for me.

It's all fun and games

until someone gets a mallet in the face

and loses a tooth.

That is so not fair!

How come Wally gets all the luck?

Okay, walk me through this.

Why would that be lucky?

Because now the Banana Fairy will have to come.

Do you mean the Tooth Fairy?

Do you not know how to think with your brain?

Tooth fairy! Pfft!

Robots have so much to learn.

Bro, if you would?

You know, a simple flashback would have worked.

Welcome to "So You Wanna Know About the Banana Fairy."

An adorable monkey, played by me,

loses his tooth.

He places it under a pillow -

like so -

And as he falls asleep... Enter Gus.

The Banana Fairy, played by me,

flies in, takes the tooth.

In its place, she leaves one precious golden banana...

And that's our show. Thanks for coming, folks!

Thank you! Please drive safely!

A solid gold banana, you say?!

Incredible!

That - just a quick calculation -

that would be worth thousands and thousands of sniggets.

Solid gold? Weren't you paying attention?!

It's a gold COLOURED banana.

Big difference. Huge.

But aren't all bananas the colour of gold?

So it's just a regular banana?

How's he not getting this?

If the Banana Fairy brings it,

it's a GOLDEN banana.

I don't have time for this.

C'mon toothy, lets hit the sack.

But it's not even lunch time!

Pfft! Who programmed you?

Golden banana time!!

No golden banana!

Why!? And my tooth's still here!

Banana Fairy, why have you forsaken me?!

Hey, can't a robot get a little shut down around here?

What is with the monkey freak-out?

What do you expect?

He got stiffed by the Banana Fairy,

and, quite frankly, Wally's had a terrible year.

Ho ho ho! Merry Chris-

Ow! Nice try, Beardo.

I distinctly asked for the 12-inch

Deep Space Dave Action Figure!

This is the 8-inch version!

Gimme my toy! Gimme, gimme, gimme!

Hollow? Where's the rest of my chocolate?

Where's the rest?!

I spent forever on this costume

and you give me an apple - for Halloween!?

I want treats!

Well, that would explain

all of the restraining orders against Wally...

Ow! I want my golden banana!!

Stupid Banana Fairy...

What a rip-off.

Come on, faster, faster, faster!

Does he even know where he's going?

Every monkey knows where the Banana Fairy lives.

You really know nothing, do you?

Oh, no, right.

Just science, medicines, history...

You know, the small stuff... Ow!

Rocket monkeys! Red alert!

The entire galaxy is in great danger!

Excuse me!

Do I come to your place and tell you my problems? No.

So do me the same courtesy. Thank you.

Sheesh! Some Chimpskys...

Oh, well, uh, you know,

I just thought the safety of the entire galaxy

was kind of important, but, you know, never mind.

I'll figure it out. Chimpsky out.

That guy! "Me, me, me!"

Doesn't he realize that

I didn't get my golden banana?

I'm okay, if anyone is asking...

Show yourself, Banana Fairy!

I demand my golden banana!

Lookie-lookie!

Have you ever seen so many monkey teeth?

Ugh! Only in my worst nightmare.

Ooo! I recognize you.

Welcome home!

There she is!

No one's leaving until I get my golden banana!

I'm talking to you, Banana Fairy!

Hii-yah!

Nice tooth-shootin', Wal!

Another monkey.

Look kid, it's not my problem. I'm out of the tooth business.

Sorry, I meant to say...

I can't take it anymore!

The tooth market completely dried up,

and my golden banana distributor kept putting the squeeze on me.

You want your golden banana, talk to the new owner.

New owner? You're kidding me.

Who'd buy a planet filled with

disgusting, filthy monkeys teeth?

Ah!

I'll thank you kindly not to touch the merchandise.

Gamester X!

Listen, Gamester X,

I'm not going anywhere until I get me my golden banana!

So cough it up, new Banana Fairy!

Tough luck, monkey.

I'm shutting down the golden banana division

of this enterprise.

So why would you want so manys of, uh,

disgusting monkey teeth anyway?

Not that I really want to know...

Because they are the perfect interlocking building device.

Look what I've already built!

An impressive replica of Deep Space Dave's actual teeth,

this pair of stylish boots,

this umbrella, a tiny little guy,

two pairs of fun pants,

this glorious Thunderbot statue -

with Thunderpunch punching action!

Oof!

Hey! I lost a tooth! - I'll take that...

Hey, give it back! It's mine!

Correction - It's mine now.

And I'm going to use it to finally get into

the Inter-Galactic Collectors Hall of Fame

by building a life-size replica

of the Titanic Tower of Trop!

Ahem.

There's a small matter of our golden bananas...

NO GOLDEN BANANA!!

Rocket Monkeys, I suggest we back this thing up

and regroup behind that pile of molars.

Chew on this!

Oh my bolts!

We need to get the real Banana Fairy back!

Good idea, but where do old Banana Fairies go?

Hmm...

This is the life!

A fairy could get used to this!

Oh, Fabrizio...

Another fruit juice, please!

No bananas! Ever!

Yeesh.

Oh hey, Banana Fairy. Fancy meeting you here.

I want my golden banana!!

Come back! We're desperate!

Not my problem. I'm retired.

But Gamester X is just using the monkey teeth to build stuff.

What a waste!

He has no sense of golden banana giving!

Forget it - I told you I'm done with

golden bananas and monkey teeth.

Where's my drink?!

What about all those monkeys who love you?

Poor... Toothless... Bananaless!

Maybe this will convince you. Action!

How's everybody doing tonight?

Thanks very much for that warm welcomes.

Morty, hit it!

He's so dreamy!

Yay-OK's the name. CD's at the front desk.

I'll be here all week!

Well, that was terrible.

And... I'm never going back!

Okay, Plan B. Wally, grab her!

S-S-S-top shaking me!

Weird, shaking usually works.

Fine! I guess you don't love monkeys anymore.

I get it.

Well, you can just take these teeth,

'cause they're giving me nothing but heartache!

I'll take those. I was just being dramatic.

Say what you will about that guy -

he works fast!

One here. One there...

Oh, another perfect fit. Just one more - Wait.

Oh... I'm short a monkey tooth!

Yoo-hoo...

Monkey tooth, you say?

I need that tooth. Ow! Name your price.

One golden banana. Make that TWO golden bananas!

How about some regular bananas?

Trust me, it ain't gonna happen.

I don't have any golden bananas!

Okay, how about a Deep Space Dave alarm Clock? No.

What about this? Not interested.

This painting I did? It stinks.

Diary entry? No.

This picture of my dog? Pass.

WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH YOU?!!

Gimme the tooth

or this tooth cannon will blast you

on the count of 17.

17? 17? Who counts to 17?

International standard is 1 to 10!

And why don't you just take a tooth from the cannon?

Oh, right! I'm the cuckoo one!

17, 16, 15...

You know, uh, 17 seconds gives us

plenty of time to escape.

We're not leaving without our golden bananas!

Poof! I'm back!

You wouldn't believe the deal I got on these at the duty free.

Here you go, monkey.

Thanks for making me feel horribly guilty

about this awful job.

Oh yeah, that's what I'm talking about...

No! That's my monkey tooth! Three, two, one!

Gah!

Yes! Yes!

My replica tower's complete!

Oh, Inter-Galactic Collector's Hall of Fame, here I come!

My tower! Gone!

Oh, my little babies. Whyyyyy?!!

Wally woves his golden banana...

Back again, old friend!

One golden banana, please.

Just go. Get outta here!

Well, I'm glad that is over with.

Oh, for bolts sake...

The GASI dental plan will not cover this, I'm positive.

Poof! I'll take that.

Here's your golden bolt. Oh yeah!

Ten frame league championship on the line.

It's up to Gus to bring the trophy home.

Be the ball - the smoothness, the resin-ness,

surface of the ball glittering,

like an angry star.

Time to punch out!

C'mon, gimme your best shot!

You cannot touch this!

You will try, and you will fail!

Hello, monkeys,

I, uh, you're enjoying your leisure time...

Ohhh my bolts!

Those are live missiles, gentlemens!

Ha! Missed me!

Pins win! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!

Do the pin dance! Do the pin dance!

No fair. Yay-OK messed up my shot!

I want a do-over! Nu-uh.

You lost fairly and squarely!

Rocket Monkeys, I have a new mission.

I need you to transport a Farquarian Brain

to a GASI scientist in the Fedora Quadrant.

He lent it to a friend and kinda needs it back.

You know how people need their brains and everything...

Pfft. Brains... Overrated!

Yeah, we do just fine without them!

Actually, I have a few issues with that last statement.

The brain will arrive via Yay-OK's delivery system.

This is an easy mission, boys -

A real 'no-brainer' if you will.

I'm going to write that one down.

That's good.

I can probably use that in another episode.

Chimpsky out.

Go long, bro!

Service! Match!

Set! Fuzzy green ball!

Lob! Net!

Underhand! Guy on a tall chair yellin' stuff!

Uh, Rocket Monkeys,

I don't think you should be playing tennis with the brain -

Not that that was actually tennis...

Brobot's right... Brain soccer!

Header!

B plus 7 times X

to the third root of 35, carry the squiggly line...

divide it by 0, multiply by 0, minus 0, plus 0...

Behold!

I have just discovered a genius formula for synthetic bananas!

Just as I suspected...

Tastes like poop!

Hey, what's up with Wally?

I believe the brain has given Wally

what is known in medical circles

as "the smarty-pants boost."

Whatever - I'll say it again:

Brains! Who needs 'em'?

I'm goin' somewhere smart - Oof!

...like the Space Mall.

Woo! Go Zortoidy!

Boo! Boo!

Rides should go on forever! Boo, Zortoid!

Behold! My newest brain-vention...

The never-ending snigget!

Guaranteed for a million hour ride.

Smart-Wally, I love you!

Excuse me, my Good Alien,

I'm looking for a hat to compliment my spiffy new brain.

Something jaunty, yet refined -

and absorbent.

Really?

Perhaps you should try the Hilarious Hat Store

for Big Headed Organs.

Take that big head and get out of here!

My Big brain detects an element of sarcasm.

Ignore that Snooty McStorebot.

He's used to the small brainers.

Like that imbecilic simian

with the puny cerebral cortex.

Yee-haw! I'm the King of the Zortoids!

Felicitations!

I'm Brainstein...

And I'm Brainard.

And together we're...

The Brainians!

We laugh like that because we're super geniuses...

And super amusing.

Greetings.

I'm Walter, first time brain-owner.

Ooh, well-chosen. Love the proportions!

Why don't you come be smart with us?

Excellent idea, Brainstein!

Just taking your lead, Brainard.

Well done! Well done!

I guess it's okay.

That's the spirit!

When you're big-brained, you don't walk...

You levitate!

Oooh...

Wow! Who knew?

Ow!

Ugh! Big Brains never buy anything!

It's all big brain and small wallet!

This is our club house.

It's a secret place where no one ever goes.

It's called the public library.

These are "books."

Wow, I don't even miss the pictures!

And this is our doomsday blaster.

It's programmed to destroy

anything with an IQ lower than 169!

It looks like a blender.

It is. We're still working on it.

Perhaps I could help.

I do have a brain sitting on my head,

and I am well-versed in blowing things up.

What a lovely idea...

Wow...

brains AND brawn!

And that was just on 'mix' setting.

Walter, you are now one of us.

Time for revenge!

All the small-brained creatures...

will finally pay!

Wait a sec -

What makes you think I'd go along with revenge?

Maybe I'm not that kind of monkey.

It's a known fact

that all small-brains love bananas.

Eliminate them, and more bananas for you.

It's a simple equation...

Can't argue with that logic.

So whom do we blast first?

Yee-haw! Giddy-up, young Zortoid!

How much longer with the "yees" and the "haws"?

Emergency!

The Brainians have enabled a kitchen blender

with doomsday capabilities thanks to its newest member.

Look familiar?

Uh, nope nope nope.

No, uh, never seen him before.

That's Wally -

with the Farquarian brain on top of his head!

Kinda looks like a hat.

Get that brain back before those Brainians

destroy every small brain in the universe!

Good thing that doesn't mean me!

FYI, you're on the top of their list.

I'm wearing my tinfoil hat.

I suggest you do the same. Chimpsky out.

The nerve of those Brainians,

putting me on their small-brain hit list!

I'll show them... Well, after another ride.

It's a pull door, you bird-brains!

One plus one equals...

Thursday!

Idiot!

Could somebody help me!?

I'm stuck on an escalator!

I don't get it...

If they're going after small-brained creatures, why me?

I mean, check out this chunky frontal lobe,

this prominent, bulging bag of neurons...

this brain case absolutely stuffed

with synaptic wonder!

Plus they've obviously brainwashed Wally.

If I'm going to rescue him, I'm gonna need another brain,

to fight brains with more brains!

Behold!

That is lasagna.

That is a cabbage... Couch fluff...

That is something I found this morning doing your laundry.

Don't touch it.

Maybe I could just sit on your head, huh?

You could access my data bank and memory cards,

plus it'll be fun to sit on your head.

Yes! Time to kick some big-brain butt!

Big brains only.

Hello? Full of brains here!

To enter, you must answer the following question:

What is the square root of 44,542 divided by 4,

then, divided again by 6.2,

then multiplied by the integer 7,

then multiplied 2/3,

then...

...put in a bag and hidden behind a chair.

Pass. How about another question?

Maybe something about celebrities.

The answer is 42.

Correct! Welcome, fellow big brainer!

Ow! Ach! Oops!

Hey, Gus! Join us.

We were just having lunch before we crush the mall

and all its small-brained inhabitants.

Alright.

Come, enjoy some brain food.

I couldn't even think of destroying anything

on an empty stomach.

Vegetables are for tiny brains, right guys?

That's it! The jig is up!

I'm here to save my bro...

And are you gonna finish that?

Come on Yay-OK, dig in!

Imposter!

I can't believe it!

We've been fooled by a small-brainer!

Oof!

Guys, guys!

This is all a big, crazy mix-up.

I have a confession to make.

I'm not really a -

Nobody makes a fool of us!

Brainard! Set it to frappe!

Mm... I think this is more of puree situation.

Of course. How silly of me.

What do you know? It worked!

Nice job, Robro! Anytime.

Well, it looks like our work here is done...

Help us! We're stuck!

The escalator is broken! I can't get off!