♪ There's 104 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 nanobots ♪
♪ 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!
That's what going steady is, Stacy!
Jeremy and I aren't really engaged.
But we're totally engaged to be engaged to be engaged.
And by the way, that's on a "need-to-know" basis.
Oh, why would Jeremy need to know?
Hey hon, I was just reading this article about mothers and daughters, and really listening to your teen.
And I realized I've hardly seen you all summer, so for the whole day today, it's you and me.
Whatever you want to do, I'm all yours.
Anything at all.
Wait a minute, anything?
Stacy, I'll call you back.
Hi, guys!
What'cha doin'?
Watching grass grow.
No, really.
What'cha doin'?
Did you know that the secret of success for grass growth is establishing a regular fertilizer schedule?
We can make you a copy.
Um, I'm good.
Hello!
Greetings from the thing with two heads!
Nothing?
I told you sight gags were cheap.
They're watching grass grow.
What, with like a super growth formula or somethin'?
Oh, that must be it.
That's it, right?
Well, no.
Grass is already so interesting, why bother?
Come on, Mom!
Let's set up!
I can't wait to see your face when they get going.
Just watch.
You want me to bust them now?
Give it a few minutes.
Hey, what's that?
Lint roller.
Platypus hair.
Hmm.
That reminds me.
Where's Perry?
Oh, there you are, Perry!
Um, can we up the action a bit here?
Okay.
Ferb.
If this keeps up, you're gettin' back in the shirt!
How about, now?
Hold on.
What are you guys up to?
Just enjoying the wonderful world of lint.
Come on, who do you think you're foolin'?
Nobody.
What the heck is wrong with these two?
It's like they were hit with a dull-and-boring ray.
Okay, Agent P.
I've got the surveillance tape from earlier today.
♪ ...egg-laying, mammal of action ♪
♪ Doo-doo doo doo doo-doo... ♪
I'll fast forward.
Perry the Platypus?
Behold, the Dull-and-Boring-inator!
Curse you, Perry the Platypus!
Wow, who knew?
Sure hope that didn't hit an innocent civilian.
Why aren't they doing anything?
I've got a golden opportunity here and I don't wanna blow it!
Guys, what would you rather do?
Watch paint dry or lasso wild dolphins and ride em' across the high seas?
What color paint?
Can it be beige?
Oh!
This can't be happening!
But we do already have one chance in painting for today.
Baljeet, you speak boring.
See if you can do anything.
A second might be a little, self indulging.
Oh, I speak boring!
And getting your Whittling patch is so exciting!
Meow.
Catfight!
So, nice weather we are having.
You know, I was just saying to Ferb that the atmosphere pressure seems a
bit low today which would suggest cloudy skies, yet it's completely sunny.
Although, it would be interesting to take an exact barometric reading.
Did you know that while meteorologists used millibars to chart atmospheric
pressure, a barometer has a second scale or ring which reads in hectopascals?
Of course, it doesn't matter what measure you choose if your barometer doesn't have its sensory range factory set...
Oh, no!
Baljeet's in trouble.
I've got to get him out of there.
You could get your readings from the Internet, which has a wealth of these...
Baljeet, focus!
Come back.
I have never gone so far into deep dull before.
The sun is on the meridian and the wind is blowing out of the south-east,
Save Buford.
And the temperature is the perfect balmy 75°.
Whoa!
Thanks, Isabella.
And so, all in all, I would say it's great weather we're having.
Houston, we have a problem.
♪ Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated! ♪
Perry the Platypus?
I mean, I wasn't crying.
And what are you doing here anyway?
What, destroying my Dull-and-Boring-inator once wasn't enough for you?
Wait, what were you–
Wait, you're fixing it?
You are fixing it.
Oh, you've had a change of heart!
How wonderful!
Go ahead.
Rebuild it, Perry the Platypus.
Actually, you're doing it all wrong, if you put it together
that way, it will be the reverse of a Dull-and-Boring-inator.
It would be a Dynamic-inator which would make people more interesti–
Oh, I get it!
We shoot me with the Dynamic-inator, and I become more interesting and everyone else becomes duller by comparison.
Oh, that's brilliant!
I'm so glad I thought of it!
Let's build it.
Come on, let's go.
Okay.
This is your pile of buildy stuff.
This is what you liked to do before you became boring.
Now take this.
Well, let's get this thing going!
Do your stuff!
You, here!
A funny fact about springs...
Phineas, come on!
What is wrong with you guys?
Candace?
Mom...
How about if I go get some lunch and bring it back for us?
No, no, no, no!
Stay, stay!
I'm really enjoying this quality time with you.
Me too, sweetie!
Are they doing anything yet?
No, but we did find this blueprint.
Hey, I know what we're gonna do today!
We're gonna watch golf on television!
What?
Okay, we got to jump-start these guys.
We make a great team, don't we?
I think we make a great team.
Do you think we make a great team?
Yeah, you do.
I can tell.
♪ With these blueprints we can make a mighty tower ♪
♪ With these blueprints we can mold a chocolate ball! ♪
♪ With these blueprints we can forge enormous yo-yos ♪
♪ With these prints we can build anything at all! ♪
♪ We've got blueprints ♪
♪ Glorious blueprints! ♪
♪ They give us endless potentialities! ♪
♪ We could build an android porcupine ♪
♪ Bionic hearts for Valentines ♪
♪ Or giant dogs with artificial fleas! ♪
♪ 'Cause we've got blueprints! ♪
♪ Glorious blueprints! ♪
♪ They make the things we dream reality! ♪
♪ We can build jet powered water wings ♪
♪ A catapult with mattress springs ♪
♪ And practically anything you see! ♪
♪ Oh, we've got one prints, two prints ♪
♪ We've got blueprints ♪
♪ Glorious blueprints ♪
♪ Nothing we can't do prints! ♪
♪ They give us endless potentialities ♪
♪ Three prints, four prints ♪
♪ Everyday it's more prints! ♪
♪ We've got blueprints ♪
♪ Glorious blueprints ♪
♪ Five prints, six prints ♪
♪ They make the things we dream reality ♪
♪ Nothing we can't fix prints! ♪
♪ Big prints, small prints ♪
♪ Make anything at all prints! ♪
♪ There's nothing we can't do ♪
♪ As long as they're blue! ♪
♪ So get some hammers and nails ♪
♪ And buckets and pails! ♪
♪ So grab a two-by-four ♪
♪ 'Cause we've got blueprints galore! ♪
♪ We've got a lot of work to do! ♪
♪ With these prints that are blue! ♪
It seemed bigger when we were singin'.
Do the two little lines mean feet or inches?
Hi, kids.
Did you build a little castle?
That's adorable.
Candace, should I do it now?
Boys!
You are so busted!
Feel the burn!
I've always liked pointing.
Me too, sweetie.
Well, I'm going inside to make some snacks.
Any requests?
Ooh, plain oatmeal.
Wait, no, Mom!
Ugh!
The one time it actually could've worked!
But, no!
They had to be boring!
And we had to build a stupid, worthless, ridiculous...
I told you I knew what I was doing!
Hurry!
There's no time to lose!
Hey Ferb, did you ever notice that the sidewalk is filled with little sparky bits?
Tune it out, big guy!
Stupid new-age parenting articles...
Get me down from here, I can't control this thing!
She's in some sort of holding pattern.
Good.
We will just wait here and eventually, the fuel will run out.
Ohh...
And then she will plummet to...
Yeah...
Maybe we should get a ladder.
Yes!
The Dynamic-inator is finished!
And I couldn't have done it without you, new partner.
Now if you'll be kind enough to point it to my face and blast me, I'll
be the most fascinating and charming person in the Tri-State Area!
And then maybe we'll go to a movie or something.
What do you mean, no?
Hand me the remote!
Oh, Perry the Platypus, look at us!
We're fighting over the remote like an old married couple!
It's not cute.
And I have a remote too.
I'm going to get my own talk show!
Eh, what are you–
You've got it pointed at the suburbs!
My face is over here.
I want you to shoot me.
Hey, stop that!
Oh, you're just so difficult sometimes!
Phineas, Candace's fuel is running out!
You have to think of a way to save her!
We love thinking.
In fact, we were just thinking about how much we loved the flavor of water.
And how come there's no water-flavored ice cream.
Actually, that would be called...
Baljeet!
Fine!
Point it wherever you want, baby.
I'll be there.
Say hello to the new dynamic–
and that in a nutshell, is the history of checkers.
But it's far from the first board game, in fact...
Phineas, Candace is going to fall and only you can save her!
Okay.
We have some wood, some springs, and some tubing, but none of those things will break her fall.
Come on, guys!
Do what you do better than anybody else!
Get creative!
Creative...
Come on, guys!
Let's go!
You can do it!
Come one, guys!
Phineas, help me!
I still think we should get a ladder.
No, that would be boring.
Wait a minute.
I know what we should've done today!
Ferb, grab some wood!
Isabella, hammer and nails!
Buford, lift something heavy!
Baljeet, lift something light!
The day is still young!
Hang on, Candace, we're coming for you!
Hang on to what?
You never meant to work with me, did you, Perry the heartbreaker?
Yes, go.
Go back to your agency with their–
Their uncool acronyms!
Just remember, we once had something special!
It's running out!
And my foot is slipping...
Huh?
♪ Summer ♪
♪ I love summer ♪
♪ Give me that summer time... ♪
It's good to be back.
Yes.
Yes, it is.
Nice work, gang!
No, not nice work.
You humiliate me all day long by being boring, then you think you could make
up for that by giving me a super fun ride on the world's greatest crazy slide?
Okay, you get a pass for saving my life.
Maybe there's still time for Mom and me to get our toes done.
Mom!
Oh, there you are, Perry.
Mom!
♪ What do you do when hunger attacks? ♪
♪ Fill your stomach up to the max ♪
♪ So, not talking Tuff Gum ♪
♪ Don't ever shrink from ♪
♪ How would you like some snacks? ♪
♪ (Snacks!) ♪
Wow, it's like your mom was hit by a dynamic ray or something.
Really?
Good morning, Danville!
It's a beautiful day, so let's get out there and be happy!
♪ Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum ♪
♪ Sunshine and bubblegum ♪
♪ Happiness, here comes the sun ♪
♪ Sunshine ♪
♪ Happiness and gum ♪
♪ Gumshine and bubblesun ♪
♪ Happiness, we're having fun ♪
♪ Happiness ♪
♪ Sunshine and gum ♪
♪ Go ahead and move with feeling ♪
♪ You can even dance ♪
♪ (You can dance) ♪
♪ If you can feel it, go ahead and scream ♪
♪ If you're worried about the sound, you can always scream into a pillow ♪
Good morning, sir!
Ugh.
One egg or two?
None!
I don't like 'em the way you cook 'em.
You always leave in the shells!
Who does that?
I like mine crunchy.
Just keep quiet over there.
I got a call from Rodney.
What do you want, Rodney?
I thought I'd share with you with the progress on my new Super Zap-inizer.
My son, Orville, helped me.
He's a true evil genius.
I'm so glad I have a son who can assist me in my work and help me
become a better evil scientist, instead of a daughter who can...
Um, I don't know, go shopping, I guess?
Is that what it's like, Heinz?
Oh, that's ridiculous, Rodney.
W-What you'd have me believe,
is that daughters are useless, and if only I had a son instead of a
daughter, I'd be much more successful, and my life would be so much better.
Wait–
No, Vanessa–
No, wait, wait!
How long have you been standing there–?
Vanessa?
Vanessa, honey!
Oh, I can't believe that she would think that I–
I mean, it sure would be nice to have a son, in addition.
You know, someone to have a nice game of catch with, but–
Sir, you can have a game of catch with me!
I've always thought of you as my fa...
Norm, you're in my light!
Ther.
Hi, Phineas!
What'cha doin'?
Well, you know those little spring suction cup things that you
push down and you never know when it's gonna pop up in the air?
Yeah, what are those things called, anyway?
I don't know.
But Ferb and I built a big one!
Hey, look!
It's one of those things!
Yes!
A big one!
Everybody in!
So, when's it gonna pop?
That's the fun part.
You'll never know when it's gonna take off!
Hey, where's–
I don't know what happened, Carl, but our cafeteria officially stinks.
Sir, I don't think you're being fair.
Oh, Mexican food station is gone, Carl.
Vanished!
They still have the chili.
Oh, right!
Because chili is a perfect substitute for a nice touchy-taco.
It's practically the same thing!
Agent P, you're here!
Um...
Our inter-web monitor tells us that Dr. Doofenshmirtz has been
video-conferencing with the other members of the evil organization;
L.O.V.E.M.U.F.F.I.N.
It's obvious they're planning something big, but right now we have our hands full with this all cafeteria debacle.
So, get out there and put a stop to it!
Good luck, Agent P.
Carl, we're going off the lot for lunch.
Is that allowed, sir?
No...
That was great, Phineas!
Yes!
Let us do that again!
Ferb, let's reset it.
There they go again with their machine, mocking me.
"Oh, hi, I'm Phineas!
Ferb and I are building something really bust-worthy!"
"Yeah, like what?
Like a submarine that'll go into my esophagus?"
Candace, what are you doing?
Nothing.
Did you bring the hypnotism stuff?
If you mean the pocket watch, then, yes.
Why do you want to do this, Candace?
I have to meet Jeremy in the park today, but I can't go unless I get this busting out of my head!
But, hypnotism?
It's just so 1843 of you.
1843?
You know, 1843 when James Braid published the "Rationale of Somnambulism" in which he invented the term "hypnotism",
named after the Greek god, Hypnos.
How do you even know that?
It's written on your poster.
Apparently, he also invented the comb-over.
Freaky.
Why would I have bought that poster?
♪ Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated! ♪
Oh, this is terrible, look at her, look what I've done.
She's been giving me the cold shoulder ever since she overheard something out of context.
Oh, this is like one of those sitcoms where somebody says something that's misconstrued,
and the snoopy next door neighbor gets the wrong package delivered after his in-laws come to visit,
and somebody has two dates on the same night and they have to paint a white line on the middle of the room...
But this isn't a sitcom, Perry the Platypus, this is real life.
And...
I'm...
And I'm the father, and I have to treat her with the respect that she deserves in a caring fatherly fashion.
I'll blast her with one of my inators!
Wait here.
You like it, Perry the Platypus?
I built it for the 170th anniversary of the Alamo, but I forgot to use it!
It makes people forget about what they're thinking right at that moment, I call it the Forget-About-It-inator!
I love that name.
Forget-about-it.
Forget-about-it!
Yeah, how 'bout a handshake?
Forget about it!
If only I were a real boy.
You are now entering a deep sleep...
Deep sleep...
What?
Sweet!
It's working.
Candace, when you hear the trigger word, um, "holy guacamole",
you will no longer have the desire to bust Phineas and Ferb.
No more busting my brothers...
And when you hear "leaping lizards", it will make you return to normal.
Return to normal...
Now, when I snap my fingers, you will awaken with no recollection of being hypnotized.
Do you understand, Candace?
No...
No?
What's not to understand?
A brief recap might be helpful...
Candace, "holy guacamole", no busting.
"Leaping lizards", back to normal.
I don't know, Stacy.
I don't think it worked.
I still want Phineas and Ferb to go down, down–
Holy guacamole.
W-What was I talking about?
I think you're ready for your date with Jeremy.
Ooh!
Who's Jeremy?
Uh-oh, I think something went wrong.
I'm just kidding.
Ah!
♪ (He wants to be a real boy) ♪
♪ He wants to be a real boy ♪
♪ (He wants to be a real boy) ♪
♪ Real boy, yeah ♪
♪ I'm a lonely orphan robot ♪
♪ Just a scrap metal tower ♪
♪ A misfired piston ♪
♪ Run on squirrel power ♪
♪ His galvanized insides can feel no joy ♪
♪ He wants to be a real boy ♪
♪ I wanna be a real boy! ♪
♪ Yeah! ♪
♪ Not a titanium toy ♪
♪ Don't give my battery flattery ♪
♪ What I want is more gray matter-y ♪
♪ A brain, some veins, and some arteries! ♪
♪ I got a squirrel on a treadmill where my heart should be ♪
♪ If I was real ♪
♪ You could feel! ♪
♪ I could really emote ♪
♪ Instead of shorting out whenever he sits on the remote ♪
♪ I want a dad ♪
♪ A father! ♪
♪ Someone I can call pop ♪
♪ Someone to take me out for malteds at the soda shop ♪
♪ Someone to take me on a fishing trip or teach me how to ride a bike ♪
♪ Who'll pat me on the head and ask me "how you doin', tyke?" ♪
♪ How you doin', tyke? ♪
♪ Oh, I'm fine, all things considered ♪
♪ Wanna be a real boy but I don't wanna sound embittered ♪
♪ But thanks for asking ♪
♪ Seriously! ♪
You know what I'd like to do, Candace?
I'd like to rent one of those little boats.
Sure, good idea.
Well, great.
Let's go before you, uh...
Before I rush off to bust Phineas and Ferb?
Well...
Jeremy, I no longer have the desire to bust my brothers.
We can take our time.
Whoa, look at that.
What do you know?
Some sort of reptile hopping around.
Hi, little hopping reptile.
Hi, little jumping chameleon.
Hi, little springing salamander.
Leaping lizards!
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, funny I didn't think of that one.
Candace?
Sorry, Jeremy!
I've got to bust my brothers!
Ah, that's my girl.
Looks like it's just you and me, little galavanting gecko.
Okay, Vanessa.
I just need to take a picture of you because, I love you and I don't need a son.
Did you say something, Dad?
What?
You're wearing headphones?
So, you haven't heard a thing I've said all day?
Why do you think I wear the headphones?
So, you're not mad at me for saying I'd rather have a son than a daughter like you?
What?
Oh, nothing, nothing.
Just–
Just put these back on.
There you go.
Whatever.
Well, what about that?
She didn't hear me.
I'm still a great dad.
And the sitcom cliché has been resolved.
I guess I didn't need this inator after all.
Say, here's a thought.
How about if I blast you instead?
Sir, I just want you to know I've always thought of you as my father.
Look, Norm, this is gonna have to wait.
I have to blast Perry the Platypus and I'll be right with you.
There.
Now, who are you?
I am your son!
Yeah!
Oh, really?
And what's that?
Don't worry, Dad, I'll get rid of it.
Funny, I don't seem to remember much.
You like playing ball with me, your son.
Really, I like that?
Yes.
What else do I like?
Crunchy eggs for breakfast.
I do?
Man, what kind of weirdo am I?
Phineas and Ferb!
Hey, Candace!
I'm telling Mom right now.
Mom!
Mom! Mom!
Mom, you have to come out to the backyard.
Okay, give me a second.
Candace, do you want to go for a ride?
No, I'm good.
All right, Candace.
What was it you wanted to show–
Crimeny!
What is that?
Hi, Mom!
You see it! You see it!
Phineas and Ferb are busted for sure.
Where's it going?
Oh, it'll come back down in just a little bit.
Just in time for me to get my bust on.
So, what's this thing do?
Ooh, look, buttons!
Pushy, pushy!
Pushy!
It comes down, that's great.
We can bust Phineas and Ferb and be done in time for dinner.
So what did you want to show me, Candace?
Um, that.
Good heavens!
What is that?
Like I said, Phineas and Ferb built it, and it's–
Where's it going?
Oh, it will be back.
And then it's busting time for sure, right Mom?
Alright, Candace.
So, what was it you wanted to show me?
This is fun.
Pushy, pushy, push the button.
I'm pushing the button.
Sir.
All right, Candace.
So, what was it you want to show me?
Holy guacamole!
What is that?
Wait!
Why did I leave Jeremy in the park?
Oh, there you are, Perry.
Sir!
It's overheating and it could...
explode.
Hey, wait a minute.
You're not my son.
You're that walking junk pile, Norm.
But, Dad!
And I am not your father.
I'm fairly sure about that.
Bu-bu-bu-bu-but!
Here, Norm.
Wear these.
It helps.
Thanks, sis!
No problem, bro.
Hey, buddy.
Are you, uh...
Are you busy?
No.
Not really.
You know, Norm, it occurs to me that though I've never had a son, there is someone I can always count on to be there.
Someone I've begun to think of as family.
Yes?
And that someone is Perry the Platypus.
See you around, junkpile.
Apology accepted, Dad.
♪ If I was real ♪
♪ You could feel! ♪
♪ I could really emote ♪
♪ Instead of shorting out whenever he sits on the remote ♪
♪ I want a dad ♪
♪ A father! ♪
♪ Someone I can call pop ♪
♪ Someone to take me out for malteds at the soda shop ♪
♪ Someone to take me on a fishing trip or teach me how to ride a bike ♪
♪ Who'll pat me on the head and ask me "how you doin', tyke?" ♪
♪ How you doin', tyke? ♪
♪ Oh, I'm fine, all things considered ♪
♪ Wanna be a real boy but I don't wanna sound embittered ♪
♪ But thanks for asking ♪
♪ Seriously! ♪