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[bird crowing]

-[cat meowing] -[mouse squeaking]

-[elephant trumpeting] -[lion roaring]

♪ Go!

[opening theme playing]

♪ T-E-E-N

♪ T-I-T-A-N-S

♪ Teen Titans, let's go

♪ Teen Titans, go

Attention, Titans!

We are leaving for the airport momentarily.

Is everyone ready for the flight?

[grunts] I's done packed the essentials, yo!

Howdy!

My neck will have the wonderful nap upon this pillow.

[snoring]

Ooh. I can't wait to watch the inflight movies

I would never pay to see in theaters.

[upbeat music on headphones]

[loudly] No awkward conversations

with these bad boys on.

Excellent!

We are ready for our vacation to...

[dramatically] Los Angeles...

California!

Woo-hoo!

I want to do one of those creepy Hollywood bus tours

where you drive past celebrity houses.

[Raven] I can't wait to go dancing

at a hot Hollywood nightclub.

[Beast Boy] I's can't wait to get my eat on at one of them

fancy Beverly hills vegan restaurants.

[Starfire] And I wish to spend all of the moneys

at the overpriced theme parks.

We will do all that...

and more!

Titans, go...

to Los Angeles,

Ca-a-a-alifornia!

[thuds]

Welcome to Los Angeles!

-Hey, hello. -What up, Berto!

Why are we at Berto's house, dude?

Because this is where we'll be staying.

Are you serious?

This was our one vacation, man!

Yeah! We want to stay in one of them good hotels

on Venice Beach.

This is just as good.

[barking]

No, it's not!

I for the one

am happy to stay in the house of Berto.

Um... not the whole house,

only my son's old room.

It is very, very, very small.

[gasps] Dibs on the bed.

[growling]

-[barking] -[screams]

-[whistles] -[growling]

The dogs get the dibs. You sleep on the floor.

[snarling]

I got a great deal on this room.

-Ow! -Why's you so cheap, fool?

Excuse me.

How far is Hollywood from here, Berto?

[Berto] Hour and a half.

What about them Beverly Hills?

[Berto] Uh, hour and a half.

The overpriced theme parks?

Any places you want to go,

it is hour and a half.

Are we even in Los Angeles?

You are in San Pedro.

It is part of LA.

The part low on visits.

So, we're stranded in the middle of nowhere?

San Pedro is just as exciting as Hollywood.

We can enjoy a hearty sub at the local sandwich shop.

Visit the Maritime Museum,

or explore the docks.

I ain'ts want to see no shipping containers!

And I do not wish to see the museum of the maritime!

We want to see celebrities!

You forgot the most important celebrity.

Me.

Maker of the world's finest shrimps and prime rib.

[gasps] I forgot about the shrimps and prime rib.

My stomachs demand the meats

and the crustaceans.

Okie-dokie.

I maked it for you.

[strumming]

♪ Shrimps and prime rib

♪ Show you how much I care

♪ Shrimps and prime rib

♪ I cook it medium rare

♪ For you I will cook it Medium rare... ♪

♪ Medium rare, baby!

♪ For you I will cook it 'Cause I care ♪

♪ Shrimps and prime rib...

[laughs]

What's up with the vault?

It is where I keep my recipe book.

A guide to the world's best dishes.

[blows kiss]

-Wow! -Beautiful.

-Wow. -Wow.

Such a precious document

deserves the highest of security.

[beeping]

[gasps] My recipe book!

It has been stolen.

Without it, I cannot make the shrimps or prime rib.

[all gasp]

That's a travesty!

There is only one man

who is capable of this crime.

The evil longshoreman,

Carl SanPedro!

Why would a longshoreman resort to stealing?

That's a good-paying job.

He's only a casual.

He was not getting enough work,

but he already bought his SUV.

Uh-uh-uh. Them dirty casuals.

Carl will use my recipe book

to travel the world,

to steal its greatest dishes.

Don't worry, Berto.

Carl can't have gotten far.

We will search every inch of San Pedro to find him.

[all exclaim]

We are supposed to be on the vay and the cay.

Oh, so... you don't want to solve this crime

while learning about the overlooked

neighborhood of San Pedro?

No, we don't.

[yells] Well, too bad!

Aha!

These footprints suggest Carl was wearing ballet shoes.

Now, why's would a dirty casual be wearing ballet shoes?

Everyone in San Pedro takes ballet lessons.

Then it sounds like we'll find answers at...

The ballet studio.

Welcome to my studio, dancers.

[gasps] Superstar ballet dancer Mindy Oakland?

The one and only.

What are you doing in San Pedro?

Should you not be in Hollywood with other celebrities?

Well, I'd rather bring the gift of dance

to my hometown.

Wow. A real celebrity.

Oh-la-la!

Nows I see why everyone in San Pedro takes ballet.

I'm gonna work you hard.

Ballet is no joke.

Oh, we did not come to learn the dancing.

We need to ask you some questions.

That's fine.

But we're going to practice ballet while you do.

Get on your toes.

Really, we just need some information--

On your toes!

[all gasp]

[all] Ahhh!

[groans]

Oh... the pain.

The pain...

Ahhh! People ain't meant to walk on them toes, yo.

[groaning]

Have you seen a casual by the name of-- Ow!

Carl SanPedro?

Of course.

He was just in here this morning.

-Now, plie! -Ow.

Did he have a recipe book with him?

Come to think of it,

there was a rectangular bulge under his shirt.

-And degage! -Ahhh.

Do you know where he went?

No. But he said he worked up quite an appetite.

-Arabesque! -Ow...

Where would a casual go

for some satisfactory foods, yo?

Stay on those toes!

[straining grunt]

I know just the place.

And... finito.

[all groaning]

Well done.

This humble shop has been has been serving

delicious sandwiches for decades.

[gasps]

[burps]

No sign of Carl.

Let's get out of here.

The wood paneling is creeping me out.

Let's grab a bite to eat first.

Man, we's want to eat at a fancy restaurant, bro.

This is fancy.

-[snoring] -[in an accent] They wrap the sandwiches

in paper.

Five gut-gushers, please.

Ooh.

That doesn't sound healthy.

Can a sandwich truly make the gut gush?

It's just a name.

Here goes nothing.

[chomps]

[excitedly] Whoa!

Mama like.

[all gobbling]

I dig the mayo.

[stomachs growling]

[nervously] Oh...

What is the happening?

It's our guts!

We're about to gush!

I should have seen that coming.

[Robin] Oh no!

-[all screaming] -[all farting]

The guts...

have been...

the gushed.

Hey, look. More footprints.

Hmm?

[lips smacking]

Mustard.

Quickly, Titans.

He couldn't have gotten far.

[sighs]

It looks like the trail leads

straight into the Maritime Museum.

[furiously] I have told you that I have no interest

in the "time," or the "Mari"

or the "Museum"!

But are you interested in...

the USS Iowa?

[all gasp in awe]

[Beast Boy] Whoa...

[Cyborg chuckles]

You ain't say that the museums was a battleships.

We... love... battleships.

I am the Captain...

A yo-ho-ho, on the deck of the poops.

We got bogies!

[mimicking gunshots]

[mimicking blast]

Sha-boom... sha-boom!

[all laugh hysterically]

Yo, this be way better than an overpriced theme parks.

Man, I thought San Pedro was a drag.

This is totally a place

you can spend two or three hours at.

Unfortunately...

we still haven't found Carl SanPedro.

Friends!

The Carl is exiting the gift shop.

You can't hide in those

shipping containers forever, Carl.

Just give us the recipe book, man.

[all groan]

Our powers are no match for a casual.

[stomping]

[roars]

We've still got one power left.

The power of Pedro!

Titans... on your toes.

And... sauté!

Gut-gusher!

Maritime blast.

[gulps]

[rumbling]

-[farts] -[explodes]

Guess all you casuals

aren't so tough after all.

[all gasp]

Bad news, Berto.

Carl has escaped?

How did you know?

I know all the tricks of the casual.

Well, on that good upside,

we's learned the city be a hidden gem.

But now the Carl is off to steal

the greatest dishes from around the world.

I won't let that happen!

The Teen Titans will retrieve that recipe book.

Even if it means we have to travel

to the distant corners of the world

to find out where exactly on the globe

is Carl SanPedro!

Okie-dokie.