[announcer]
-Wow! -All right!
Come on down to the crushtacular demolition derby,
for the ultimate in automotive destructaction!
It's gonna be destruc-terrific!
It could be fun, but where are the traffic signals?
I love that we're going to see the demolition derby live -
because we'll be there and we'll be alive.
How great is it that Ginger's mom could get us all tickets?
Sorry, guys, but I can't go to the demolition derby this weekend.
Huh?
-Aw!
-[all laugh] -[Hank] Not looking like that you can't!
Aagh!
♪ Wa-oah! ♪
Why can't you go to the demolition derby, Ginger?
My new uncool nanny said I can't, and hid the tickets.
She treats me like a baby!
I had to sneak out of the house just to come here.
She thinks the derby is bad for my "impressionable, young mind-y wind-y."
-[Tom] Uh... -That's what she calls my brain!
But the rest of us can still get tickets, right?
-I mean, we'd miss you, of course, but-- -No.
She says she has to protect the mind-y wind-ys of my friends, too.
I'm conflicted. I really want to go to the derby,
but I'm also glad someone's looking out for my mind-y wind-y.
-[crashing footsteps approaching] -[woman] Ginjy-winjy! It's Nanny-Wanny!
Come on, my widdle Ginger-tot! Where are you hiding?
Wow, your nanny-wanny sounds-y wounds-y like a weal pwoblem.
Uh... And not just because she's keeping me from seeing the demolition derby.
-But mostly. -I just wish I had a cool nanny,
who's smart and fun and awesome.
Someone like, oh, I don't know...
-Sorry, Ginger, I'm too busy. -I'm talking about Tom!
He's the coolest. Look at these pictures.
I don't remember any of this, but it's all right here in crayon.
Unlike Tom, I've actually been to space. So, if you want to talk orbits-
-You were never an option, Ben. -B-b-b....
I would probably be the greatest nanny that people or goats have ever known.
But I can't. I've got a lot on my plate right now.
Oh, hi, Mother.
Just to let you know, Tom said he won't be my new nanny.
Yeah. Stop crying, I know it's sad, because if he were my nanny,
we could totally get those tickets for the demolition derby back and--
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Ginger, stop right there!
Demolition derby tickets? Then, I'm in! I will be...
...the... coolest... nanny... in...
the world!
I put extra springs in the couch for Ginger's bouncing enjoyment.
-Ha. You don't need to thank me. -Why not just put a trampoline in here?
-And a moat with alligators? -Ben, that would be dangerous.
I know! I-- My point is, being a nanny is not supposed to be fun.
It's supposed to be hard and a bit awful.
-Like being an adult. -Aw!
You know where I stand on the issue of fun, Tom. I'm for it.
-Yes! -But babysitting is a huge responsibility.
Guys, this is what they call a win-win - we get the derby tickets
and Ginger gets the coolest babysitter in the long history of ever.
-But you have no training! -I don't need training, or experience,
or the advice of others who have "done this before,"
because I know how a kid thinks.
-Because you have the mind of a kid. -Nuh-h!
You're a rotten tomato face - poopy pants!
Do you see what I did right there? It's called thinking like a kid. Huh?
[Ginger] Bouncing! Yes! Coolest nanny in the world!
[exciting rock music]
-Hey, Tom. -Hey Angela, what's up?
Where's Ginger?
Probably resting after having a cool day with his cool nanny.
Oh, well, part of being a nanny, even a cool one,
is knowing where the person you're nannying is.
Let me tell you something.
I don't tell you how to be amazing. You just are. And I'm just a great nanny.
So, wherever he is, I'm sure Ginger is totally--
Aagh! Ugh.
-fine. -Agh.
Ginger, are you all right? What were you doing?
Finding out how far I could jump out of a tree.
-The answer is this far. -[comforting] At least you found out.
You could have really hurt yourself! Then it would have been my fault.
Huh!
[Angela] We'll never see Ginger again, Tom.
Because of your bad nannying!
-You are a bad nanny-wanny! -A bad nanny!
-Bad nanny! -You are a bad nanny.
-[Hank] Also, you ate all the pizza. -I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.
-I'm so sorry! -Whoa, don't sweat it, Tom.
-There's lots of pizzas in the world. -Yeah.
But there's only one Ginger... Ginger... Ginger...
[Ginger] Bleugh. Okay.
What do we do next?
Let's see how much wet cement I can fit in my mouth. That can't go wrong!
No. No more dangerous things. I've been so stupid.
It's my job to make
[distorted] Safe... safe... safe...
Safe.
-Safe... -Aagh! No!
Safe is the enemy of fun.
Don't worry, Ginger. I can make safety fun.
You call this fun?
Yeah, and here are some earplugs, just in case anything loud happens.
But loud is how I live my life!
Aagh! Aaaagh!
[Ginger] AAAGGGHHHH!
[buzzing]
-See? That just happened. -A-hem.
Trust me, we're still going to have a lot of fun.
But safe fun! Yay! I mean...
[quietly] Yay.
[laid-back melody playing]
Alright, I've got our next fun activity planned.
We're going to build a pillow fort!
[quietly] Oh, sorry.
But only with these two pillows, so it can't collapse.
[gasps] What?
Ginger! Stop. You're my responsibility and I am
-You brushed my teeth for me. -I didn't want you to bite your fingers.
Tom, I'm a kid. Sometimes kids get a little hurt. No big deal.
So, you're saying I can't protect you from every possible danger?
Right. So give up! Now, let's go look for rattlesnakes!
Or...
Hey, guys, Ginger said there was nothing I could do to guarantee his safety.
No one can be totally safe. Not even a safe. And they're safes.
You only think that because you haven't seen...
the Nanny Ball!
This is crazy! Tom, give me the key!
I'm sorry, but I cannot do that, little man.
I said that I would be the safest nanny ever.
You said the coolest.
That doesn't sound like something Nanny Tom would say.
Nanny Tom?
As a scientist, I rarely use this term, Tom, but I think you've gone a little
whackadoowhizoozoo-honk-honk-honk you know what I mean?
Hey, whatever it takes to protect Ginger. Now...
I have to go to the demolition derby arena to find a seat
that's big enough for his bubble. Keep him safe while I'm gone.
Now, just because Nanny-Wanny Tom has gone a little overboard doesn't mean
you can't have fun in there - catch!
Oh! Whoa! Good arm!
I heard a yell and a thud. Is it Ginger? Is he safe?
Calm down. The yell was me, and the thud was me.
Oh, what was I thinking leaving him? His safety comes first.
In fact, I'm cancelling our trip to the demolition derby.
-Aw! -But all of us were going to go.
It's not safe for his young, impressionable mind.
That. Is. It!
If I can't go to the demolition derby, I'll bring the demolition derby here!
No, Ginger! Stop! Please! You're gonna overheat! Ginger!
Stop! No!
Tom, going to the derby was the whole reason you became a nanny.
-[Ginger] Aagh! -That was a long time ago.
-It's hard to believe that was me. -It was yesterday and we still want to go.
I was looking forward to crushtacular destruct-action!
And I was looking forward to indulging my wild side
by calculating the angular momentum of the colliding vehicles.
Forget it, everybody. He's more nut-job nanny than Tom now.
Sorry, I know it's not very popular, but Nanny Tom has to do what's right.
-[distorts] Right... Right... -Guys!
if you take the key from him, we can all go to the derby.
Tah! Ginger, you are adorable, but they're not going to turn on me.
-Okay. We'll turn on him. -See? Wait.
-Grab him! -[Tom] Aw! Come on!
-[Hank] Sorry about this, Tom. -I didn't want it to come to this.
You have become an overprotective whackadoowhizoozoo-honk-honk-honk nanny.
But I have a plan to fix all that.
[Ginger] Whoo! Awesome!
Tom, we had the greatest time ever!
[Ben] Ha ha! Best time! So much science!
And remember, what we did to Tom was for his own good.
Still, I feel a little guilty.
Tom! Did you learn your lesson?
After a lot of time alone, I realized maybe I was being overprotective.
[sighs] I'm sorry. Can you let me out now?
Sure. Got the key right here.
[Nanny] Ginjy-winjy! Time to go for some ice cream-y weam-y!
[baby voice] I'm coming, Nanny-Wanny!
Oh yeah, my mom rehired the old nanny.
But it's cool, she's better than this whackadoowhizoozoo-honk-honk-honk.
At least her crazy comes with ice cream.
-Gotta go. -Wait!
Ginger, you have the key!
[car drives away]
He'll be back soon enough. How about we play some ball, Tom?
Whoa! All right. Oh, good arm!