Jimmy Neutron: Boy Genius Page #2

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But Nick, sneaking out | is so, so barbaric!

Whatever, Neutron. But there's | only one opening night...

and anybody who matters | is gonna be there.

What do you think,Jimmy?

Nick has a point. | There is only one opening night.

Think, think, think.

Well, according to the | NewvilleJournal ofMedicine...

monkeys are easily influenced | by positive reinforcement...

e.g., the giving of a banana.

And, since human and monkey DNA | only differ by two percent...

the same principle | should work on our parents.

My dad's allergic to bananas.

Oh, it's not the bananas, | it's the principle!

It's called psychology. All you | have to do is butter 'em up.

Give it a try. | I'll call you guys later.

We go to RetroLand tonight!

Look out!

Slow down!

I know!

Excuse me! | you through with that? Thanks!

A few oysters.

One lump of coal coming up!

- Thanks, Gus! | - Hi,Jimmy!

Excuse me!

Jimmy, is that you, dear?

yeah, Mom! | I'll be in in a second!

DNA match confirmed. | Welcome home.Jimmy.

Eliminate school smell.

Normal odor restored.

- Thank you, Vox. | - You're welcome.

Warning. Entry tube | closed for maintenance.

- Thank you, Vox. | - You're welcome.

Here, Goddard. | Here, boy!

Here, Goddard!

Hey, look what I brought ya-- | aluminum!

Do you want it? | Do you want it, huh?

Sit!

Roll over!

Play dead!

Mental note:
| Fix bug in obedience program.

Good boy!

Okay, Goddard, | let's check the experiments.

The invisible hamsters | are looking great.

I think.

Let's see how | the girl-eating plant is doing.

Nice choice...

as usual.

The latest burping soda formula.

A guaranteed | one burp per sip.

Excuse you.

There's still no reply | to our satellite message.

Jeez, it's been a whole day.

you'd think we would have heard from | an alien civilization by now, huh?

Oh, well. Come on, Goddard.

Say "ahh."

Add a little sand...

and in ya go!

I'mjust an old lump ofcoal

But I'm gonna be a diamond some day | Oh. yeah

Jimmy!

Hi, Mom!

Jimmy, you scared | the bejeebers out of me!

Oh, sorry about | your bejeebers, Mom.

- Might I add how lovely you look? | - I'm covered in transmission fluid.

Exactly! And might I say | filth never looked so good?

yes, well, how was | show-and-tell today?

It was okay. But first, | happy birthday, Mom!

Jimmy, these are beautiful!

But, sweetie, | it's not my birthday.

Oh, it's not? | Then whatever will I do...

with these lovely pearls | and priceless earrings?

These can't be real!

Oh, but they can, and they are!

And all these fabulous gifts | and prizes could be yours...

if you know the correct answer | to this question:

Please may I go | to RetroLand tonight?

- No, it's a school night. | - Thankyou and might I say--

- Did you just say "no"? | - yes.

- yes! | - No.

- "No"? | - yes.

- yes! | -Jimmy--

But-But-- | all my friends are going...

and anybody who matters | is going to be there, Mom!

I matter, and your father matters, | and you matter.

But you're not going. | Maybe we can go next weekend.

Wait. There must be something else | in here to change your mind.

No,Jimmy, no! Look out! | Look out,Jimmy! No!

Jimmy, be careful!

Mom, get me out! | I'm starting to get a little--

I didn't do it!

Stop, drop and roll!

Goddard!

Okay,Jimmy. | That's the last straw.

We have told you time and time again | about playing with rockets.

But, Mom, it's technically | not a rocket.

It's more of | a jet-pack-type thing.

I don't care | what type thing it is.

you just climb those | stair-type things right now.

your father will have a few words | to say to you when he gets home.

- It's not a rocket. | - March!

yes!

The kingy loves his little orthgot. | yes, he does.

yes, he does. yes, he does.

yes, he does.

Sire. My king. It appears to be some | type of alien transmission device.

Tell me, when did it | become acceptable...

to approach my royal throne | unannounced?

- Oh, yes, of course, my king-- | - Space him!

Oh, wait!

Whoa!

Ooh! Oh, I missed it.

Can I-- Can I space another?

- Oh, please, brother? | - I said no, Ooblar.

Oh, please, oh, please.

I would love for that to stop.

Oh, please!

What have we here?

As the king's royal assistant...

I am the official checker | of the new things to be checked.

It's all right! It's all right. | I'll handle this.

Hello!

What galaxy are you from?

- Ooblar. | - Where is your leader?

Ooblar, stop it. | It's toast.

Hello, Toast!

I greatly admire your ship!

Beginning transmission from Earth.

Greetings from planet Earth.

I'm Jimmy Neutron. | andyou're an alien life-form.

- Oh, what a bi g head. | - I welcome...

the exchange ofscientific kknowledge | and universal brotherhood.

This here is my dog. Goddard.

And this that you're lookking at | is my room. That's where I sleep.

And this is my mom and dad | right here-- mom. dad.

Freeze that i mage!

They look delicious!

The search is over!

Dad, all my friends will be there!

I know, son.

But if all your friends were named | Cliff, would you jump off them?

I don't thinkyou would. | you see,Jimmy--

Jimmy.Jim,Jim,Jimmy. | Jim,James. Son...

let me tell you | a little about rockets.

Oh, they're | big-people things, son.

And you just can't go around | playing with big-people...

fiery, flying things.

Because that's what rockets are. | Rockets are flying things.

Well, I hope | this talk has helped.

Oh, and by the way, Mom says | you're grounded. Sorry!

Oh! What good is it | to be a genius...

if you can't even | go out on a school night?

Goddard, options.

Apologize. | Yourparents loveyou.

Next.

Create a time capsule. | Escape to the future.

Oh. Take too long. Next.

Build Goddard a female poodle.

Goddard, this is serious!

Sneakk out.

That's it! Barbaric problems | call for barbaric solutions.

Phone, please.

Carl? It's me.

you get permission? | Me neither.

It turns out parents | don't understand psychology.

Tell Sheen to meet us | at RetroLand in one hour.

We're sneakin' out.

Hold it right there!

- Flurp! | - Takke that!

Jimmy's awfully quiet up there. | Do you think we were too tough?

Oh, I don't think so, dear, no.

- Maybe I should check on him. | - Oh, now, now.

I'm sure he's just reflecting | on the error of his ways...

dealing with it in a mature, | responsible manner.

"Mom says you're grounded." | Take that!

It's working now.

Okay, Goddard. | you know what to do.

Good boy!

See ya later, Goddard!

Mmm! Jimmy's a big boy now.

- Don't you worry. | - Oh, I suppose you're right.

yeah, sure. Look, I was a kid once. | I remember being grounded a week...

and not being allowed to go to | my best friend's bachelor party.

- What did you do? | - Actually, I snuck out.

you don't think that Jimmy--

Oh, no, no. Besides, | how's he gonna sneak out?

It's not like he can just | walk right out the front door.

That's true.

RetroLand, here I come.

Libby, you're breaking | my concentration.

Hey, I gotta choose a ring | that fits my personality.

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