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♪ There's a hundred and four days of summer vacation ♪

♪ And school comes along just to end it ♪

♪ So the annual problem for our generation ♪

♪ Is finding a good way to spend it ♪

♪ Like maybe ♪

♪ Building a rocket or fighting a mummy ♪

♪ Or climbing up the Eiffel Tower

♪ Discovering something that doesn't exist ♪

-Hey! -♪ Or giving a monkey a shower ♪

♪ Surfing tidal waves ♪

♪ Creating nano-bots or locating Frankenstein's brain ♪

It's over here!

♪ Finding a dodo bird Painting a continent ♪

♪ Or driving our sister insane ♪

Phineas!

♪ As you can see there's a whole lot of stuff ♪

♪ To do before school starts this fall ♪

Come on, Perry!

♪ So stick with us 'cause Phineas and Ferb are gonna do it all! ♪

♪ So stick with us 'cause Phineas and Ferb are gonna do it all! ♪

Mom, Phineas and Ferb are making a title sequence!

[Linda] Hey, kids. Happy Halloween.

-I know what you're gonna do today. -Trick or treating.

I even invited some special guests.

We'll be back late. So, Candace, you're in charge...

of handing out candy.

[sighs] I guess it's just you and me tonight, Perry.

Hey, where is Perry?

-Oh, he's right there. -[doorbell chimes]

Nice costumes, guys.

And this is just the first stage.

Just wait till you see our upgrades for them.

We even made a costume for Perry.

It's like he's a little spy.

Hey, where is Perry?

[Candace] I already asked that.

He's right here. By the--

Oh, he was right here a second ago.

Happy Halloween, Agent P.

I'm pleased to see you take this job seriously enough not to wear a silly costume today.

I think he means me, Agent P.

Of course. I mean you, Carl.

You're dripping seaweed all over the office.

Anyway, it's the spookiest night of the year.

So Doofenshmirtz must be up to something. Go stop him.

I think he bought it, sir.

Of course. These masks are top notch.

[phone buzzing, beeps]

Hey, Stace. Happy Halloween.

[Stacy over phone] Candace, I just got us invites

to the biggest Halloween party in Danville.

[Candace] I'm on my way.

-Ah, fudge, brownies and nuts. I said I'd hand out the candy. -[Phineas] They're here!

The Candace suit and Klimpaloon,

the Magical, Old-Timey Bathing Suit that lives in the Himalayas.

Welcome back, guys.

-Hi, guys. -[grunting]

-Hey, Beatrice, give me some skin... suit. -Sure.

What a great idea, Phineas. On Halloween, everyone fits in.

[groaning] I hate having responsibilities. Ow.

I wish there were two of me for situations like-- Ooh. Yes.

[all in unison] Hey.

-She's gonna hand out candy. You can see her later. -Bye.

[♪ sinister music playing]

Ah, Perry the Platypus. I'm sorry, I'm not ready.

I just have an important dinner tonight.

Unfortunately, I ate a late lunch, and now I'm not at all hungry,

so I dug out my All-You-Can-Eat-Inator. You remember that, right?

Anyhow, this Inator will, A, increase my appetite

and B, make everyone else so hungry

they won't notice as I waltz in and take over the tri-state area.

Maybe we should stop for a bite. [laughs evilly]

Here, hold still.

Wait. That one kind of gives you a potbelly.

Eh, good enough.

Little kids say, "trick or treat" and you give them candy.

Simple transactional exchange. Sound fun?

Can-dace caan caaan-dy. Fun!

That's the attitude. Time to get my party on.

-[doorbell chiming] -Time for some costumes for our costumes.

Ready, guys?

[♪ adventurous music playing]

-[all in unison] Trick or treat. -[Klimpaloon grunting]

[vacuum whirring]

-[all in unison] Thank you. Happy Halloween! -[Klimpaloon grunting]

-[all in unison] Trick or treat! -[Klimpaloon grunting]

-[Jeremy] Candace! -Jeremy.

It's a holiday miracle.

My boss double scheduled at Slushy Dawg, so I have the night off.

Let's hit up that big party.

Jeremy. Candace. Party!

Uh-oh.

-What? -Woof.

-Oh, are you stuck handing out candy? -[grunts]

Aw, man. Too bad you can't be in two places at one time.

Jeremy. Meet you there.

Oh, sure. Go get ready. I'll see you there.

I know what do today.

[♪ jolly music playing]

[machine powers up]

Plus, a little bit of me,

so it will be alive.

[♪ jolly music continues]

-Can-dace can dance. Hand kids candy. -Handy, candy.

[♪ suspenseful music playing]

Hey.

-[♪ electronic tune playing] -Oh, sweet mother of honey, I am starving.

Ow. [chewing loudly]

[groans]

Bored now. [chuckles]

[♪ whimsical music playing]

[groans excitedly]

[♪ suspenseful music playing]

[♪ electronic tune playing]

[♪ rock music playing]

[man singing] ♪ Duplicating yourself takes a lot of gumption ♪

♪ You know we're ravenous For conspicuous consumption ♪

♪ We're eating ♪

♪ We are suits We are Candace suits ♪

♪ We're eating ♪

♪ We are suits We are Candace suits ♪

♪ We're so hungry we could eat an entire grocery store ♪

♪ We're a lotta mouths to feed ♪

♪ But we keep on making more ♪

♪ We're eating ♪

♪ We are suits We are Candace suits ♪

♪ We're eating ♪

♪ We are suits We are Candace suits ♪

♪ But we don't want to eat alone so we'll eat with all our clones ♪

♪ We're eating ♪

[shrieks]

♪ We have no credit cards We have no cash ♪

♪ This is the biggest Danville dine and dash ♪

♪ They can't lock us up Can't put us in a cell ♪

♪ It's kinda hard to prosecute a mob of empty shells ♪

♪ We're eating ♪

Guys, we have got a scary amount of candy here.

Uh, not as scary as that.

[people screaming]

[Baljeet] Oh, dear. That cannot be good.

What's going on, Candace? Where did all these Candace suits come from?

And why are they so hungry?

How should I know? I just wanted Beatrice here to hand out candy.

Can-dace can dance!

-Hungry, hungry. Candace, hungry, hungry, hungry. -[people screaming]

This is my fault. If I'd stayed home,

none of this would have happened.

-My fault. Response-- -Yeah, yeah. I'm gonna stop you right there,

or we'll be here all night. We gotta stop this before it gets worse.

[tires screeching]

I'm okay.

But now I'm filled with regret because a giant ball of teenage girls

is the one box I didn't check on my insurance policy.

Okay. It got worse. We gotta stop it.

-Go. We'll get everybody out of its way. -[people screaming]

[gasps]

Jeremy!

[screaming]

-Jeremy! -[Jeremy screams]

[Candace suits] Hungry!

We have to get ahead of the ball so we can stop it.

[yelling, grunts]

Now what?

Beatrice, help me with this. [grunting]

We did it!

[growling]

[Candace] Okay, maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

[Candace screams]

-Hungry! -[shrieks]

This is an unexpected escalation!

It's getting away.

It's no use. You're not stable enough and I can't keep up.

To-geh-ther.

What? What do you mean?

You want me to get inside of you? Ew.

-[thudding] -[gasps]

But you might be right.

With your stretchy-ness and my solid-ness,

we might be fast enough and strong enough to save Jeremy.

-[suit stretching] -[grunts]

Whoa! [grunting]

Okay, okay, I got this.

We'll never move everyone in time.

We've got to move the glob of Candaces.

It's just a big rubber ball. Can't we just nine iron it?

[groaning]

Yay! Oh, no.

[grunting]

Hey, you big rubber bully.

Now you have to face the real Candace.

Candace, Candace.

Oh, right. And the original Candace suit.

You're just a pale imitation and you're going down, down-- [grunts]

[♪ tense music playing]

Yes! Your rubbery-ness protects me.

[♪ techno music playing]

[coos]

[yelping]

[screams]

[Candace] How do we get Jeremy out of there?

Candaces go in.

[Phineas] Candace!

[Candace Suit] Jeremy!

-Ah! Leave me alone. -Jeremy, it's me.

Oh, that's disturbing. But good to see you. [chuckles nervously]

How do we get out of here?

Uh, we actually haven't figured that out yet. Take my hand.

It has gotten too big, too powerful, too unstable!

Who could possibly stop it now?

[phone buzzes]

"Ready for dinner? Meet you there."

Oh, I feel so bloated, but once I'm feeling better,

I will curse you, Perry the Platypus.

Mark my words.

[Inator shooting]

-Okay, I'm full. Gross. -[device beeping]

Hungry!

Hungry!

Candance hungry!

[groaning]

Hey, they're not eating anymore.

They're back to normal, everyday, sentient rubber suits of my sister.

-We make a good team, don't we? -Give me some skin.

-Let me get you home. -Yeah.

I think I've got post traumatic skin suit disorder.

[Phineas] Guess you've got a lot of siblings now, huh?

That might make things a little crowded back in the Himalayas.

[grunting]

Great idea, Klimpaloon.

While Klimp and Beatrice head home,

you can all use this to go to a whole new home.

Anywhere you guys want to go.

[grunts]

So long!

And Happy Halloween.

[♪ adventurous music playing]

I found it. I'm here, but I'm trapped and there's no way out, eh?

And now I'm-- [screaming]

And that mysterious transmission was the last time he was ever seen.

We have no idea who that is or what you're talking about.

That was the last recording of Professor Lem Enall.

Let me tell you about the theoretical AltSpace between dimensions.

People say that when an object, like a spoon or a sock,

is inexplicably lost,

it is because it fell through a portal into the AltSpace.

How can objects do that?

No idea. But in an attempt to prove the AltSpace was real, Professor Lem Enall,

Canadian multi-spatial scientist, set about trying to build the device

that would allow us to see those invisible portals.

That should do it, eh?

[Baljeet] He switched on the device

and searched for the AltSpace, but found nothing.

[disappointed] Hmm.

Disappointed, but still determined,

he took a break to get some pancakes.

[chewing loudly]

Now, just where did that spoon go?

[gasps] There must be a portal around here.

Wait, wait. There it is.

[chuckles] I finally found it, eh? A portal into AltSpace.

[people screaming]

Oh, sorry, sorry, sorry. Oh. Getting sucked in here. [chuckles nervously]

[Baljeet] That is when the professor mysteriously vanished.

And the only thing left was his device.

Which I purchased online from his estate.

I got such a deal. [laughs]

Oh, look, it's working.

[device hums]

-Whoa! -Whoa. This explains

where my phone charger disappeared to.

Hey, no poking the interdimensional soft spots with a stick.

Relax, I'm just trying to see if I can fish my phone charger out of there.

[screaming]

-[Baljeet screaming] -[Phineas] Buford!

-Baljeet! -[screams]

We have to go in after them.

But the portal's gone.

Well, we should be able to find the portal again with this,

but we'll need some way to get out.

Like, maybe an interdimensional vehicle like... Oh, like that.

I know what we're gonna do today, gang.

Hey, where's Perry?

What? You don't have a monopoly on cool lair entrances.

In any case, Agent P,

we're getting reports of somber organ music coming from Doof's place

and no good can come from that. Go check it out.

[man on TV] Grievance 9. The Grave-ence.

-[both scream] -[Linda] The Grave-ence? Ooh, looks spooky.

You sure you're up for this?

Totally. And here's why.

In horror movies, usually, everyone dies except one final girl left standing.

Tonight, we're gonna be our own final girls and watch this movie to the end.

No distractions. No bathroom breaks.

-Well, have fun. -[both in unison] Final girls!

Oh, no. We are stuck in another dimension. Again.

I know it was just the end of last summer, but it feels like years ago.

[Buford] This one's different.

It's got pancake places. Look.

The professor disappeared at a pancake place.

Maybe he is in here somewhere. Oh.

And look, we have more mass than most things in this dimension.

The gravity is almost... sticky.

Come on, let's see if we can find the professor.

-Together, we might be able to find a way home-- -[monster roaring]

[Baljeet] Buford, did you hear that? [whimpers]

[Buford] There's something else in here with us.

Maybe we conduct our research someplace more...

[panicked breathing] ...away from here!

[chorus singing] ♪ Doofenshmirtz bought a pipe organ ♪

[♪ pipe organ playing]

-Welcome to my funeral. -[gasps]

Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't-- I didn't mean to scare you, Perry the Platypus,

but won't you sign my... condolences card? [laughs maniacally]

Oh, hi, Perry.

I appreciate you wearing black in honor of my passing.

[Vanessa] I always wear black.

What? What's wrong?

Is it the coffin? Oh, it's the coffin, isn't it?

Well, get over it. That's just a prop. It's not even the Inator.

Behold, my Tombstone-inator.

I had wanted to carve my own tombstone out of granite, but it took too long.

So I created an Inator to make tombstones

and painstakingly carved that Inator out of granite.

This way I can make as many tombstones as I want.

And more tombstones means more mourners, Perry the Platypus.

I got the idea from watching a sad movie

where everyone was inconsolable over losing a loved one or something.

I can't remember. It was a long movie.

Anyway, with this Inator, I can place tombstones all over town

and send the entire tri-state area into a state of perpetual mourning.

And, you know, they'll be so distracted, I can take over.

-It all comes back around to that. -[♪ Norm playing lively tune]

-Uh, Norm. You're killing the mood. -Sorry, sir,

but your plan is in very bad taste.

Well, then, good thing it's not up for debate.

[machine whirring, crackling]

So, what do you want on your tombstone, Perry the Platypus?

[♪ eerie music playing]

Aw, you didn't even sign the card.

Hey, that was custom framed.

[grunting] See, this is why I prefer an open casket.

-[♪ Norm playing the organ] -I heard that.

[♪ quirky music playing]

[beeps]

I feel like a junk drawer on legs.

Buford, I do not know what is after us,

but we have to find the professor.

If that beast didn't eat him.

And figure out a way home soon,

or we'll be stuck in here forever.

-Nah, the gang will save us. -But how will they find us?

No phone reception.

But I got a Wi-Fi signal, probably from the pancake places.

We can send a video.

-[beeps] -If you get this message,

Buford and I are stuck in the AltSpace.

We're between one pancake place and another pancake place.

You cannot miss it.

Ooh, and can you bring us some nachos?

[roaring]

And please hurry!

-[thudding] -[Dr. Doofenshmirtz] Oh, ow.

-You've got me right in my places. -[fighting continues]

That smarts.

-[♪ cheerful music playing] -[all screaming]

-[EKG beeping] -[Inator zaps]

[EKG flatlines]

I can't believe you spent the whole day preparing for Crabby's funeral

and you didn't order a tombstone.

Actually, I just had him cremated.

It can only get us when we're in a graveyard.

-[electricity zaps] -[Candace] What? Where are they?

-[both screaming] -[Baljeet in video] You cannot miss it.

[Buford in video] Ooh, and can you bring us some nachos?

-[monster roaring in video] -[Baljeet] And please hurry!

On it! But how are we gonna find them?

This place is all pancake places.

The good news is, Ferb installed an organic matter tracker,

and he's got a ping on Buford and Baljeet.

-What's the bad news? -Bad news is,

there's a third ping, and it's heading right for them.

[woman singing] ♪ In this liminal gutter ♪

♪ Sticky syrup and butter ♪

♪ Dripping down the walls ♪

♪ The lights flicker and flutter ♪

♪ It's making me shudder ♪

♪ Circling the halls ♪

♪ Never ending How much time are we spending? ♪

♪ A reality bending scare ♪

♪ We gotta get out of I don't know where ♪

[♪ singer vocalizing]

♪ I don't know ♪

♪ Where ♪

♪ Lost in the backrooms ♪

♪ Trapped in a vacuum of time and space ♪

♪ Space, space, space, space ♪

♪ A perpetual doom zone ♪

[Dr. Doofenshmirtz singing] ♪ Lousy with tombstones that all bear my face ♪

[woman singing] ♪ I'm not comprehending Insanity pending ♪

♪ Descending into despair ♪

♪ We gotta get out of I don't know where ♪

♪ Oh, I don't know where ♪

♪ I don't know where ♪

[♪ song ends]

[panting] A dead end.

Oh, I'd love to try the French toast If we weren't running for our lives.

[electricity crackling]

[roaring]

-Ah! -Looks like we're gonna be the French toast.

-[roars] -[panting]

[growls]

You will not harm my friend, monster.

It's a lot less heroic when you're standing behind me.

[roaring]

-[screaming] -[Buford] Mommy!

Who wants nachos? Get in.

[Dr. Doofenshmirtz mumbling imperceptibly]

I'll be honest, this whole scheme seems

sort of poorly thought out now that I have-- [yells]

[Inator buzzing]

[Dr. Doofenshmirtz] Well, that is unfortunate.

Wait. No, don't go.

You're gonna miss the funeral pinata. It has candy.

Curse you, Perry--

[♪ Norm playing the organ]

[Dr. Doofenshmirtz] I'm not dead, Norm.

[♪ jovial music playing]

[Dr. Doofenshmirtz] All right. Now it's growing on me.

Where did all these tombstones come from?

Where are Phineas and Ferb? I hope they're okay.

-Um, what just happened? -I have no idea. But where are the boys?

-[all cheering] -I am relieved.

There they are.

Okay, I'm relieved you guys are okay but...

-[kids exclaiming] -...what is this enor--

[roaring]

-[Phineas] No. -[Baljeet] It's here.

-Mommy. -Less relieved.

No, if you want them, you're gonna have to go through these final girls.

[rattling]

The monster. It's not a monster anymore.

Professor Lem Enall?

That was you under all those found objects?

It sure was. The longer I was trapped in there,

the more junk I picked up until I was completely covered, eh?

But thanks to you kids, I was able to get out.

So what was with all the "rah", and, "ahg", and all the monster-y-ness?

Sorry 'bout that, eh?

But you'd be grumpy too, if you were covered in junk from head to toe.

Been there, done that.

Say, that's quite a vehicle you got there, eh?

Mind if I, uh, take a look?

Sure. I mean, it is your device that makes it all work.

So we'd be happy to let you have it.

Thanks. I'll, uh, see you guys later, eh?

Oh, hi, kids.

Looks like you could all use a late night snack. Come on in.

But-but-but Candace, we didn't finish the movie.

That's the thing about being a final girl, Stacy.

You always live to fight another day.

-[both] Final gir-- [screaming] -[chitters]

-[both gasp] -Oh, there you are, Perry.

[♪ upbeat music plays]

♪ We're eating ♪

♪ We are suits We are Candace suits ♪

♪ We're eating ♪

♪ We are suits We are Candace suits ♪

♪ But we don't want to eat alone so we'll eat with all our clones ♪

♪ We are eating ♪

♪ We have no credit cards We have no cash ♪

♪ This is the biggest Danville dine and dash ♪

♪ They can't lock us up Can't put us in a cell ♪

♪ It's kinda hard to prosecute a mob of empty shells ♪

♪ We're eating ♪