Original subtitles

♪ Pinky and the Brain theme song ♪

- Gee, Brain, what do you wanna do tonight?

- The same thing we do every night, Pinky.

Try to take over the world! [thunder]

♪

- ♪ They're Pinky and the Brain ♪

♪ Yes, Pinky and the Brain ♪

♪ One is a genius, the other's insane ♪

♪ They're laboratory mice ♪

♪ Their genes have been spliced ♪

♪ They're dinky, they're Pinky and the Brain ♪

♪ Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain ♪

♪

[basketball buzzer]

ANNOUNCER [TV]: And with just six seconds on the clock,

I don't see how Fluke

can close this gap.

- Egad. You're watching sports?

"Who are you, and what have you done with the real Brain?"

Narf! [laughs]

Seriously though, Brain. Is that you?

You've replaced yourself with clones so many times,

I can't tell. [grunts] BRAIN: Quiet, Pinky,

you purulent protoplasmic peon.

- It is you!

- I must hear the score.

- But I thought you hated bouncy-ball, Brain.

[grunts]

- If you mean basketball, I do hate it.

Watching humans drop orbs into netting

is scarcely my idea of entertainment.

I'm in no way emotionally invested in this pitiful--

[whistle blows] Oh, how is that a foul?!

The force behind that errant contact

could be measured in micronewtons!

ANNOUNCER [TV]: And if Allen can sink this free throw,

Fluke University will steal

the unlikeliest of victories!

♪

And... it's good! [buzzer]

[crowd cheering] Fluke wins 73-72!

- Ah! A surprising outcome!

I-I suppose I can see how the masses

might find this dribble drivel amusing.

73-72,

Fluke University. 73-72,

Fluke University.

Okay, I'm ready.

- Ooh! What do you got there, Brain?

- Behold, Pinky.

The Reverse Entropy Waveform Inverter Neutrino Dilator.

I call it the REWIND!

- [gasps] You made your own smartphone?

Oh, it's brilliant, Brain!

So smooth and sleek and shiny and--

Oh no!

No headphone jack? When will you tech giants

start listening to what us consumers actually want?

- This isn't some glorified wireless telegraph, Pinky.

This device controls the very flow of time's arrow.

Push of a button, I will be able to travel precisely two hours into the past!

Just long enough to accurately forecast the outcome

of a basketball game.

[Pinky humming]

- Hm? Sorry, Brain. I didn't get a word of that.

- Brain use button,

win big at bouncy-ball.

- Well, why didn't you just say so?

- Through a series of precise score predictions

on the May Mania tournament,

I calculate that I'll be able to turn

this 17 cents of loose change I found in the lab into...

no less than one trillion dollars!

- Egad, Brain!

That's enough for me to pay off my student loan debts!

- But you never went to college.

- Exactly!

Why do you think I'm so bad with money?

- Never mind that, Pinky.

We're going to use the money

to buy a Pacific island,

on which we will build a lair inside a live volcano!

Every super villain needs one!

Just like Dr. No! - Dr. Who?

- No, Dr. No. - Who's a doctor?

- Yes. - Dr. Yes?

- No! - Oh! Dr. No!

- Yes!

- I don't get it. [Brain sighs]

ANNOUNCER [TV]: And with just six seconds on the clock,

I don't see how Fluke can close

this gap! - You're watching sports?

Who are you and what have... - I done with the real Brain.

Very clever, Pinky, you purulent, protoplasmic peon.

- Narf! How do you keep coming up with new ones?

ANNOUNCER [TV]: And if Allen can sink this free throw,

Fluke University will steal

the unlikeliest of victories!

♪

And... it's good! [buzzer]

[crowd cheering] Fluke wins,

73-72!

- [laughs] It works, Pinky!

It works!

[beeping]

[kiss] - Ooh! What do you got there, Brain?

[grunts]

ANNOUNCER [TV]: Fluke dominates their second round match up,

96-78. [crowd cheering]

[beeping]

- Ooh! What do you got there, Brain?

♪

[buzzer, cheering]

[beeping]

Ooh! What do you got there, Brain?

- ♪ Whoa, whoa ♪

[beeping]

- Ooh! What do you got there--

- ♪ Whoa ♪

- Ooh! What do you got the--

[boom]

Ooh! What you got there?

- ♪ Whoa ♪

- Ooh! [Brain growls]

- Ask me that one more time,

and I will go back to before your conception

and prevent your parents meet-cute!

This is it, Pinky.

Williams makes this play, and our plan

comes to fruition! Gesundheit, by the way.

[sneezes]

- Who's Williams? ANNOUNCER [TV]: Lamarche shoots,

and...

misses! [buzzer]

Gorgonzola wins!

- Excuse me, who shoots?

And it's what? And doesn't Fluke wear blue?

Pinky, this is all wrong! PINKY: Oh?

[speaking German]

♪

[screams]

ANNOUNCER [TV]: With the fate of planet Earth

on the line, this promises to be

an incredible game of Space Spheres!

One wonders if these rips in the spacetime continuum will harm

the chances of a Smargadine Smorgenflecks victory!

- Rips in the spacetime continuum? That's it!

Pinky, are you pondering what I'm pondering?

- I believe so, Brain.

Your device must be disrupting the very fabric of the universe,

creating evermore bizarre and unstable timelines.

One wonders if continued use of your

"temporal inverter"

will escalate the decay until the walls of reality

come crashing down round us.

- Why, that's right.

However, I have no choice but to keep jumping between timelines

until I find an acceptable one in which to reside.

Clearly this one is not that.

- Wakey-wakey, Brainy cakey!

♪ romantic music swells ♪

- [Pinky's voice]: Egad! If Pinky finds out about us,

you and I will never see each other again, Pinky.

- [Pinky's voice]: [gasps] Oh, Pinky. Pinky couldn't bear a life without you, Pinky.

[door bangs] BOTH: Poit! Narf!

♪ soap opera music ♪

BRAIN: Blegh! The most dreadful, awful,

disgusting thing I've ever seen.

Holy!

Once again, I've spoken too soon.

♪ regal music playing ♪

- Emperor Brain.

Who would you like smited today?

- The past tense is actually "smote."

And the smitees are the object of the verb,

so it should be, "Whom would you like smote?"

And... where am I?

♪ dramatic music playing ♪

Pinky, I've done it!

In this timeline, I've taken over the world!

- Why, of course you have, your Magicksy.

Your Magicksy Brain.

Magic Brain. BRAIN: Droid!

[droid whirring] Smite...

everyone in Colorado!

I really do hate Colorado.

I believe I'll stay in this timeline. [rumbling, Pinky groans]

Besides, any more jumps and the cosmos may tear itself apart entirely.

PINKY [in demonic voice]: Yes, stay.

Remain my puppet.

[screaming]

Oh! What have you

got there, Brain?

♪

[screaming]

[portals zapping]

[maniacal laughter]

[screaming] [laughs]

Ah!

The void can't hold me, Brain!

[Pinky screaming]

[grunts]

[straining]

[groaning]

[grunts]

♪

- It's pointless.

Utterly futile. The universe is doomed, unless...

unless this thing never existed in the first place.

I have to go back to before I ever built it!

♪

Pinky. You have... depth!

- Thanks. Ooh! Brain, you look slim!

- Holy matrimony.

It's three-dimensional Euclidean space!

This is it. The moment that I powered up

that infernal gizmo.

Ow!

♪

[explosion] Ah!

Pinky, get the device!

- Righto!

[whirring]

[gasp, screaming]

[Brain gasps] [Pinky screams]

♪

[Brain groans]

- Pinky, it must be destroyed!

[rattling]

- Narf! [grunts]

- That's it, Pinky! Almost there! [whimpering]

Ah! - Whoa!

[grunts]

- Pinky, no!

[wind howling] - Narf!

[gasps]

Whee!

[screaming]

[basketball buzzer]

[crowd cheering] [basketball shoes squeaking]

- You're watching sports? [grunts] [gasps]

- Pinky! Oh, I thought I'd lost you!

- That's funny. I thought I'd lost myself the other day.

I was in the cereal aisle for over four hours

before I worked out I was actually in the cupboard.

ANNOUNCER [TV]: And... it's good!

[buzzer] Fluke wins, 73-72!

- No tears in space? No dreadful Pinky soap operas?

No Lovecraftian horrors? [sighs]

Everything is back to normal.

- Yay! What's back to normal, Brain? [Brain chuckles]

- You don't remember any of it, do you?

You were quite the hero, my old friend.

Come! We must prepare for tomorrow night.

- What are we gonna do tomorrow night, Brain?

[deep inhale]

- You know what?

Anything that you want to do.

- Why don't we take a night off and go to that "paint our own pottery class"

like our therapist told us to?

- No.

We're taking over the world!

- That's a terrific idea, Brain.

♪