Original subtitles

- HEADS UP, PAC.

- [grunts] SPIKE IT TO THE SPI!

- [grunts] AND BACK-STER TO THE PACSTER.

- AH, A LITTLE TO THE LEFT, PLEASE, GRINDER.

I DON'T WANT TO WAKE UP FROM MY NAP SUNBURNT.

[Grinder trills]

OH! [crash]

- NICE PASS, SIR C.

[Fuzbits chattering]

- OH!

AGAIN?

- [laughs] NO FAIR.

MONSTER INTERFERENCE.

- I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW MY SCHNOZ IS NOT A TRAMPOLINE.

[groans] MY SUBLIME SMELLER

IS LIKE A DELICATE FLOWER,

A MASTERPIECE OF NASAL ARCHITECTURE

THAT DESERVES THE UTMOST IN RESPECT AND--

[sputters, coughs]

WHAT IN BLAZES?

[gasps]

FUZBITS, SHOW ME THAT BONE.

- [snarls]

[both grunting]

- HA! TUG-OF-WAR TIME!

[Grinder trilling]

[all grunting]

all: WHOA!

[all groan]

- [gasps]

AS I SUSPECTED. [device beeping]

THIS IS THE FEMUR OF A PREHISTORIC

PACASAURUS PEX,

ONCE THE MOST EFFICIENT PREDATORS IN PAC-WORLD.

- WOW. WE'VE STUDIED THEM IN CLASS.

- UH, WE HAVE? - YEAH.

THE SPECIES HAS BEEN EXTINCT FOR, LIKE, FOREVER.

- EONS, MY BOY. - [sniffing]

- THIS BONE IS THE FIND OF THE CENTURY.

[sighs] WHAT'S FUZBITS UP TO NOW?

- WHOA. [all gasp]

IF THAT LEG BONE'S THE FIND OF THE CENTURY, SIR C,

THEN THAT WHOLE SKELETON'S GOTTA BE THE FIND OF ALL TIME!

[Pac-Man game music]

- j& THE PAC IS BACK j&

j& GHOSTS CHOMPING AT HIS FEET j&

j& PAC'S OUR HERO j&

j& PAC JUST CAN'T BE BEAT j&

j& YEAH j&

j& PAC-MAN YELLOW, PAC EXTREME j&

j& HE'S A CHOWING-DOWN MACHINE j&

j& HE DON'T MIND THE GHOULS j&

j& AND THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN STOP THEM j&

- j& PAC MAN RULES j&

- j& THE PAC IS BACK j&

j& GHOSTS CHOMPING AT HIS FEET j&

j& PAC'S OUR HERO j&

j& AND PAC JUST CAN'T BE BEAT j&

THE PAC IS BACK.

- BUTTOCKS,

HAVE YOU FINISHED MY BARITONE BELCH BOMB YET?

NO? THEN AM I GOING TO HAVE TO WAIT UNTIL DOOMSDAY

FOR THAT DOOMSDAY DEVICE YOU PROMISED ME?

AND WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO PROGRAM MY DVR?

- [grumbles] AAH!

OH! ENOUGH OF THIS.

[pop]

- I EXPECT RESULTS WHEN I RETURN. OOH!

EXCUSE YOU?

[pop]

[popping]

DR. BUTTOCKS, WHAT INFERNAL TRICKERY IS THIS?

- NO TRICKERY.

I MERELY MADE A FEW BRILLIANT ADJUSTMENTS

TO MY MUTANT MULTIPLIER,

ADDING A PLASMA PROLIFERATOR PROGRAM

SO I CAN CLONE WORKER DRONES OF MY GENIUS SELF.

all: YEAH!

- [groans] THIS IS MY WORST NIGHTMARE

MULTIPLIED BY THREE--

A ROOM FULL OF MY EGOMANIACAL BROTHER

AND HIS DREADFUL DOPPELGANGERS.

- HAPPY TO SEE THAT YOU'RE UNHAPPY, BROTHER.

[content sigh]

I FINALLY HAVE TIME TO JUST KICK BACK

AND SEE WHAT'S ON MY NEW FAVORITE SOAP,

"AS THE NETHERWORLD TURNS."

- TODAY, SIR CUMFERENCE, THE GREATEST SCIENTIST EVER,

HAS UNEARTHED AN PACASAURUS PEX SKELETON.

- [sputters]

SCOOPED AGAIN?

HOW DOES THAT FEEBLE, OLD, HAS-BEEN HACK

HOW DOES THAT FEEBLE, OLD, HAS-BEEN HACK

I'M TWICE THE SCIENTIST HE IS.

- OH, A CROWD OF CLONED PACASAURS

WOULD BE PREFERABLE TO A BAND OF BOASTING BUTTOCKS.

- I THINK YOUR TWIN TWIT ACTUALLY GROANED OUT

A GOOD IDEA.

- EVEN A BROKEN CUCKOO CLOCK IS RIGHT TWICE A DAY.

BUT YES. HMM...

THE TRICK WILL BE BRINGING THOSE BONES BACK TO LIFE.

BUT I BELIEVE I CAN BORROW SOME ENERGY

FROM THE REGENERATION STATION

TO REANIMATE THE FOSSILIZED DNA...

MANIPULATED BY MY MIND CONTROL MICROCHIP.

YES! YES!

[clatter]

- [growls]

WE'LL HAVE AN ARMY OF PAC-EATING REPTILES

AGAINST WHICH THE LITTLE LEMON LUMMOX WILL BE HELPLESS.

[growls]

SEND IN THE CLONES AND ZAP THOSE BONES!

[growling]

- WOW. - IT'S REALLY HUMONGOUS.

- I'VE NEVER SEEN A PACASAURUS PEX BEFORE.

- WOW, GLAD HE'S EXTINCT.

[all murmuring in awe]

- NE-NE-NO-NAH-NAH.

[blows raspberry]

[all scream]

- [growls]

- HUH?

WHAT'S UP WITH DR. EINSTEIN?

- NO IDEA, DUDE.

BUT ODDS ARE HE'LL WIND UP EYEBALL-LESS

AND BELCH BACK HOME.

- OKAY, SO LET'S GET GOING.

I'VE GOT A BIOLOGY PAPER DUE TOMORROW.

[bones chiming musically]

j& j&

- j& CONTROL CHIP ATTACHES TO THE NECK BONE j&

AND NOW, LIVE.

LIVE!

HUH?

BLASTED BARGAIN BASEMENT REUSED MUTANT MULTIPLIER.

- UGH!

- [chomps]

[belches]

THANKS FOR THE SNACKAGE, SKEEBO.

AND NOW FOR DESSERT, SOME SINISTER SCIENTIST SOUFFLE.

[belches]

MMM.

TASTES LIKE ANOTHER EVIL PLOT

WITH DELICATE HINTS OF MADE-TO-FAIL.

- YOO-HOO.

[laughs, blows raspberry]

- HEY, I JUST WOLFED YOU DOWN.

WHAT'S THE DEALIO, MY MEALIO?

- AND NOW, ONE MORE TIME.

LIVE, LIVE!

[groans]

- [grunts] - YOU JUST GOT SERVED!

- OW! - ZERO LOVE FOR YOU.

- DOUBLE OW.

YOUR PUNS HURT WORSE THAN THE PADDLE.

- [grunts] PSYCH!

GAME...

[belches]

SET, MATCH.

- [groans] AND NOW, LIVE.

LIVE.

- BUTTOCKS, AGAIN?

HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I GOT TO GOBBLE THIS GUY?

- OH, FOR THE LOVE OF--

[all roaring]

WHAT DO YOU KNOW? THE GIZMO WORKED.

- IT'S ALIVE.

ALIVE!

[crazed laughter]

- UH, THIS IS NOT HOW I EXPECTED MY DAY TO GO.

[Pacasaurs roaring]

- CRUSH THOSE CREEPS!

- REMOTE-CONTROLLED PACASAURS! [laughs]

I'M SO SMART, I'D KISS MY BRAIN IF I COULD.

OH, WORTH A TRY, AT LEAST.

[puckering lips]

- [groans]

THERE'S AN IMAGE THAT WILL WAKE ME UP SCREAMING

FOR CENTURIES TO COME.

- [laughs]

CHOMP, PACASAURS, CHOMP!

[device beeps]

- [roars]

- HURRY, DUDE! - [chomps]

[warbling tone]

YUCK! GROSS DINO SLOBBER!

- [growls]

- [Tarzan howl]

GOTCHA!

[belches]

HEY, GUYS, LET'S SPLIT BEFORE WE'RE LUNCH!

- I THINK THAT'S A GREAT IDEA. - TOTALLY.

NOT BEING LUNCH IS ALWAYS ON THE TOP OF MY TO-DO LIST.

- ISN'T THAT A DOUBLE NEGATIVE?

- JUST RUN!

[electricity zaps]

- [chuckles]

EXCELLENT, EXCELLENT.

OH, I'M USING POWER FROM THE REGENERATION STATION

TO REANIMATE THE FOSSILIZED DNA OF THE PACASAURS,

SO YOU BOYS WILL JUST HAVE TO WAIT A LITTLE WHILE

TO GET YOUR BODIES REGENERATED.

[laughs] BETTER YOU THAN ME.

OOH! OW!

HEY! THOSE THINGS ARE SHARP!

[Pacasaurs growling]

- FASTER, GUYS!

THOSE OVERGROWN LIZARDS ARE CLOSING IN!

- AAH!

WE NEED TO CALL THE ARMY OR-- - THE AIR FORCE OR--

[explosion]

- SIR C!

- FREEDOM FIGHTERS TO THE RESCUE!

- FREEDOM FIGHTERS TO THE RESCUE!

[Grinder trilling]

- WHOA.

WAY TO FLAME THOSE DINOSAUR HEADS, GRINDER.

[Grinder tills]

- GRINDER CHUGGED SOME ROCKET FUEL,

SO HE'S BURSTING TO BUST SOME PREHISTORIC BACKSIDE!

[Grinder trilling]

[Pacasaurs growling]

- [laughs]

YOU THINK YOU'VE GOT FANCY MOVES, GAS-BREATH?

I'LL SHOW YOU FANCY MOVES.

- STOP HOGGING THE JOYSTICK! I WANT TO PLAY!

OW! - MINE!

- YOU NEVER LET ME PLAY. IT'S NOT FAIR.

- WHO EVER SAID AFTERLIFE IS FAIR?

BESIDES, I GOT GAME.

OH, YEAH.

[Pacasaurs growling]

[all groaning]

- RETREAT! RETREAT!

WE NEED TO REGROUP UNTIL WE CAN COME UP WITH A VIABLE PLAN

TO STOP THESE RAMPAGING REPTILES.

- MAYBE IF WE WENT BACK IN TIME

IN THE PAC-ERCCINI,

WE COULD SEE WHAT MADE THEM EXTINCT.

- UNFORTUNATELY, THESE MONSTERS ARE FROM A TIME LONG GONE,

BUT PERHAPS THE OLDEST BERRIES ON THE TREE OF LIFE

MIGHT GIVE PAC THE POWER TO DEFEAT THEM.

THE MOST ANCIENT PAC-WORLD BERRIES--

OR ELDER BERRIES, AS I CALL THEM--

ARE FOUND AT THE TOP OF THE TREE OF LIFE,

DEEP WITHIN ITS PRIMORDIAL BRANCHES.

[sniffs]

[gags, coughs]

IT CERTAINLY SMELLS ANCIENT.

OH, LET'S SEE WHAT THE CARBON DATING

BACK AT THE LAB SAYS.

OH, BOTHER.

OOH, HO, HO!

[crash] OH!

[shimmering tone]

[device dings] OH, WHAT LUCK!

THIS BERRY IS INDEED FROM THE EPOCH OF THE PACASAURS.

[beep, shimmering tone]

- ACCORDING TO YOUR GADGET, THIS SANDWICH DATES BACK TO...

[laughs] YESTERDAY.

[chomping]

[belches]

MMM, PRIMORDIAL-ICIOUS.

- OH, I HOPE THIS SPECIMEN HAS AGED

AS GRACEFULLY AS THAT RANCID SANDWICH.

BUT IF YOU TAKE THIS BERRY,

I'M NOT SURE WHAT WILL HAPPEN.

YOU COULD GO TOTALLY BANANAS.

- BREAKING NEWS:

THE PACASAURS ARE HEADED FOR THE ROUND HOUSE.

IF YOU'RE WATCHING THIS, PAC-MAN, SAVE ME, PLEASE!

- THE PRESIDENT IS IN BIG TROUBLE,

SO I GOT TO SCARF THAT BERRY NO MATTER WHAT.

[chomps]

MM...

[groans]

HAIRY BERRY.

[ape-like grunts]

- WOW. - WOW TIMES 50.

[all screaming]

- AAH!

AW, RATS!

I JUST HAD THAT WASHED.

- [roars]

- HELP! HELP! OW! HELP! HELP! OW!

WHY DID I PUT ALL THOSE HEAVY, BLUNT OBJECTS

ON THE TOP OF MY BOOKSHELVES?

[thwack] OW...

- [growling]

[Pacasaurs roaring]

- [ape-like grunts]

[grunting]

[grunting, growling]

- AAH!

[vomits]

- WHAT, WHAT, WHAT?

THAT LEMON BALL IS HUGE.

UGH!

[growls] HOW DARE THAT BIG BANANA BRAIN

MESS WITH MY PREHISTORIC ARMY?

- [chuckles] THE PAC-KONG APPEARS

TO BE SHATTERING YOUR PLANS-- AS USUAL.

MAYBE IF YOU LET ME PLAY..

- WE'LL JUST SEE ABOUT THAT.

[ape-like hollering]

- WHOA! PACSTER'S GONE APE.

[all groan]

- NO! [wailing]

- UH-OH! THE PREZ IS IN BIG TROUBLE.

- HANG ON, MR. PRESIDENT.

- HANG ON, MR. PRESIDENT.

- TRYING!

- WE GOT TO TALK SOME SENSE

INTO PAC-KONG'S SUPER-SIZED HEAD.

- TAKE THE ROUND HOUSE OFF OF YOUR HEAD, PAC.

TAKE IT OFF.

- [ape-like grunts]

- LIKE THIS, PAC. LIKE THIS.

YOU CAN DO IT.

- [grunts]

- THAT'S RIGHT.

- NOO!

- OOH. - AW.

- UH, NOT EXACTLY WHAT WE HAD IN MIND, BIG BRO.

[laughter]

- GOOD ONE!

- LAY ME SOME PLASMA ON THAT ONE.

BYE-BYE, BROTHER DEAREST.

[Pacasaurs roaring]

- YIKES! INCOMING!

- HOVER FOR COVER.

- [ape-like grunting]

[device beeping] - HEY, DID YOU SEE THAT?

- YEAH.

THAT THING LOOKS KIND OF FAMILIAR.

- AND I KNOW WHY. I'VE GOTTA TELL SIR C.

CHECK THIS OUT, SIR CUMFERENCE.

I THINK DR. BUTTOCKS IS USING ONE

OF HIS MALICIOUS MICROCHIPS TO CONTROL THOSE PACASAURS.

- INDEED, CYLINDRIA, I BELIEVE YOU'RE SPOT ON.

BUT I NEED TO GET MY HANDS ON ONE TO BE CERTAIN.

- YOU GOT IT. I'M ON IT.

[device beeping]

[groaning]

- OH! SHAKE HER UP, YOU DIM-WITTED PACASAUR.

[grunting]

SHAKE HER!

- [roars]

- WHOA! WHOA! WHOA!

- YEE-HAW! RIDE 'EM, COWBOY.

WHOA!

OH, NO! THERE GOES MY HOVERBOARD!

WHOA, NO!

- [growls]

- AND THERE GOES ME!

[snap] - OOPS.

- [gasps]

OH! YOU ALWAYS BREAK MY STUFF.

- NO WAY!

- [screams]

- GOTCHA!

- [sighs] NICE SAVE, SPIRAL.

I REALLY THOUGHT I WAS HALFWAY TO TONSIL TOWN.

- CYLINDRIA!

THROW ME A CHIP!

- GET READY, SIR C!

HERE IT COMES! CATCH.

- GOT IT.

WHOOPS!

[laughs] OH, YEAH.

YEAH, I GOT IT.

[electricity sparking]

AND NOW I'M IN CONTROL.

WHO'S YOUR DADDY NOW, LIZARD LIPS?

- SIR C! - LOOK OUT!

[Pacasaurs growling]

- OH! SLEEP MODE, NOW!

SWEET DREAMS, YOU DIM-WITTED DINOS.l

- WAY TO MAKE THEM SNOOZE, DUDE.

- YOU'RE THE BEST, SIR C.

- NO FAIR!

- CYLI, THE WAY YOU PRIED THE CHIP

OFF THE BACK OF THAT PACASAUR WAS FIVE KINDS OF AWESOME.

- YEAH, WELL, I'M PRETTY HAPPY ABOUT HOW YOU SAVED ME

FROM THE SNAPPING JAWS OF CHEWED-BY-DINO.

- I BELIEVE WE OFFICIALLY ROCK!

SO HOW ABOUT WE-- WHOA!

- AAH! - CYLI!

- WELL, THIS OFFICIALLY REEKS!

[dramatic music]

j& j&

- [ape-like grunting]

- EW, GROSS.

PAC, PUT ME DOWN!

CUT THAT OUT.

DON'T YOU KNOW WHO I AM? WE'RE BEST FRIENDS.

WE'VE BEEN THROUGH EVERYTHING TOGETHER.

DON'T YOU REMEMBER WHEN I PUT MAKEUP

ON YOUR ZIT-COVERED FACE?

OR THE TIME I PICNICKED ON YOUR PLANET-SIZED NOSE?

OR THE TIME I CLIMBED INTO YOUR GINORMOUS MOUTH

IN THE TEMPLE OF SLIME?

- [shouts]

- UH, UH... FORGET I SAID ANYTHING

ABOUT CLIMBING INTO YOUR GINORMOUS MOUTH.

[horn honks]

- GREETINGS, MY PREHISTORIC PAC THROWBACK.

I'VE COME TO TEND TO YOUR BESTIAL APPETITE.

- [excited grunting] - YES, THAT'S RIGHT.

MY RIDE LOOKS PRETTY SWEET, DOES IT NOT?

SWEET AND DELICIOUS.

WHY DON'T YOU COME AND GET IT? [rings bell]

AND BURN OUT THE BERRY'S EFFECT IN THE PROCESS?

- [excited grunting]

- GOOD BOY. PLANTAIN SOUP'S ON.

IS THAT ALL YOU GOT?

I THOUGHT YOU WERE HUNGRY.

- [angry grunting]

- WELL, CLEARLY YOUR EYES ARE BIGGER THAN YOUR STOMACH,

SO I'LL JUST BE LEAVING.

- [growls]

[metallic snap]

- OKAY. THAT'S MORE LIKE IT.

JUST DON'T EAT ME.

I'D BE KIND OF OLD AND TOUGH AND CHEWY.

- [groans]

[screaming]

- INCOMING!

- [groans]

- YO, PACSTER!

- YOU OKAY?

- [chomps]

MOST EXCELLENT. [belches]

- I WAS GONNA ASK FOR THAT BACK, BUT BON APPETIT, MY BOY.

YOU EARNED IT.

- [belches] THANKS, SIR C.

- TEN HUT!

[Pacasaurs growl]

THIS SHOULD PROVE RATHER AMUSING.

I'VE REPROGRAMMED THE PACASAURS TO HUNT GHOSTS

IN THE NETHERWORLD. [laughs]

WE CAN WATCH ON MY MONITOR.

- THE PLUG'S BEEN PULLED ON YOUR

REGENERATION-SAPPING MACHINE.

- SO WE'VE GOT OUR BODIES BACK.

- AND WE'RE GONNA PULL THE PLUG ON YOU!

- YOU'RE GOING TO PAY FOR WHAT YOU PUT ME THROUGH.

- AND WHAT YOU PUT ME THROUGH!

- AND WHAT YOU PUT ME THROUGH!

- GENTLE-CLONES, GENTLE-CLONES.

I'M A REASONABLE GHOST,

SO IT STANDS TO REASON YOU'D BE A REASONABLE GHOST TOO.

AAH!

[laughter]

[Pacasaurus roars]

[both screaming]

- NO! NO! [both scream]

[laughter]

- WOW, THAT'S GONNA TAKE A WHILE TO GROW BACK,

EVEN WITH A REGENERATION STATION.

- WILL YOU LOOK AT THE JAWS ON THOSE THINGS?

- AND I THOUGHT I WAS A MESSY EATER.

- [shrieking]

[crying]

- [roaring]

- THIS IS QUITE ENTERTAINING,

BUT I CAN'T HELP FEELING THAT I'VE FORGOTTEN SOMETHING.

- HELLO? ANYBODY?

IS IT SAFE TO COME OUT YET?