Hey, little fella.
You fell asleep, little guy.
What's up?
I said, you fell asl--
[horn blaring]
I'm up, man, I'm up. Jeez! Stop, man, stop!
Yeah, I think she's in the bathroom.
Great. Let's talk about her before she comes back.
I personally don't think it's very nice to talk
about people who are not around to defend themselves.
But can we talk about how weird she's been lately?
Yeah.
I sneezed the other day and she said, "Bless you."
That's weird.
Last week I lent her my pen and she said, "Thanks."
- What? - Out of character.
Then she returned the pen.
[chattering]
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Well, that confirms what I've suspected for a while now.
Chapa's possessed and we're gonna have to end her.
Or, or, or maybe we figure out what's going on with her
and we try to help her work it out.
Veto. We're about to end her.
Hey is that the goat that says "butt?"
Ah, no, no, no.
Bu-u-u-ut!
Holy goats, it is.
Daner, give me a two-shot. Keep it loose.
Hirsch can always blow it up in post.
We're going live, people.
[grunting]
My turn!
[screaming]
Apúrense, por fin vamos a ganar a KLVY.
Captain Man?
¡Qué onda!
Hey, ¿ese es el chivo que dice "butt"?
Not one word about any of this.
B-u-u-ut!
No "buts"!
- No, no, no. - Give me your nostrilator.
Can't I just have a warning?
Your nostrilator!
Oh.
No. No-o-o. [groaning]
[screaming]
[groaning]
What you think of that?
Good, good, good one.
Oh.
Shut up! [grunting]
How is strapping me to a chair
gonna get us to hit that satellite?
You remember earlier when you super screamed
and you and Drew flew up into the ceiling?
- I remember it. - I said, "Shut up!"
[grunting]
Look, it's just a tiny little needle.
[screaming]
All right, it's got to come out of your necks. Who's first?
It won't have to come out of your neck.
Yeah, but it could come out of their neck, right?
Oh yeah, 100%.
Who's first?
[screaming]
Ha ha! Down the tube!
[screaming]
You scared 'em away.
I like it when they run.
Really gets the blood pumping in their necks.
Ladies love Schwoz.
They do not!
[music playing]
[everyone] Hey!
What happen?!
- I happen! - I also happen.
Ah, what are you doing in our secret room?
Ah, why do you have a secret room?
'Cause that's what you told us to do
when you kicked us out of your secret room. Remember?
"Go make your own room.
This room is for crime fighters only."
I don't talk like this.
- You do that. - I don't do that, Charlotte.
[arguing]
Is that party-sized churro?
Feel smeal.
Ah-ah-ah-ah. This is a fiesta-sized churro.
And you guys can't have any.
Yeah. This room is for non crime fighters only.
Oh.
Yeah, yeah. So, you need to get your butts out of here.
[arguing]
He's wearing my colors, man!
Whoa! Whoa! Jeez.
[chuckles]
Ah, sorry. [chuckles]
Got a little emotional there.
It's just that, uh, you know, you've been gone a long time,
and I've been so alone.
[everyone clearing throats]
Quiet! I'm talking to Henry!
- Ray? - Yeah, Kid?
One time.
Just in case it's my last chance.
Sure, Kid.
Ew. No! What are you doing, Man?!
What? You tapped your cheek.
I didn't want you to kiss it, I wanted you to punch it.
Wha?
While I'm still indestructible.
Oh. [chuckles]
I'm okay.
Eh. Classic.
So cold.
Ooh.
Uh. Forgot to give you these mittens.
Scream 45 degrees to the right!
[screaming]
Oh, wow, you're doing great, buddy.
Grandma, is that you?
One more super scream straight ahead
to give us running speed.
Did you lose my mittens?
[screaming]
[groaning]
I'm o...k-k-kay.
Schwoz? Is that you?
No. I'm just a dream.
Yes. A dream about a nice Italian plumber.
So you go back to sleep and you just dream about--
[screaming]
[laughing]
Ah, man. That's fall must've hurt, huh?
[screaming]
[laughing]
You guys notice anything different about me?
- Did you get a haircut? - Lose weight?
Nose job?
I bought a sword.
[grunting]
[screaming]
[grunting]
Hi-yah!
Do you love it?!
- No! - Hate it!
- Terrified! - What? It's a sword.
I can use it to slice things, dice things, fighting ninjas.
Make sure my hair looks perfect, which it does.
Or accidentally kill us because you're completely reckless.
- That is my concern. - Terrifying.
I'm not reckless.
Jesper, put this can on head, I'm gonna cut it in half.
Ray?
What is that thing?
It's the Man Cave self destruct button.
In the case of dire emergency, or if I need to prove a point...
I press this thing and it starts a countdown clock.
And when that clock says zero, the Man Cave says, "boom".
Ray, do not blow up the Man Cave.
Oh, I won't have to, they're gonna back down.
This is how the big boys negotiate.
- Trust me. - I do not trust you.
Well, you better trust me, Henry,
or I will blow up the Man Cave!
Okay, I trust you!
See, that's how it works.
- Ray, no! - Don't blow up the Man Cave!
You can have our room.
No, he can't.
Oh, I can't?
[arguing]
Hey! Hey! Listen to me!
I am a shallow, impulsive,
- immature man child. - Yeah.
So you will apologize to both of us.
And make us a fiesta-size churro
or I will blow this whole thing sky high.
Well, I will hit this button myself
before I apologize to you!
[gasping]
W-W-Well, I will blow up the Man Cave
if we don't all stop fighting!
We're friends. If we can get along,
then we don't deserve a Man Cave.
Well, I don't think
that anybody should blow up
the Man Cave ever
for any reason. And I actually think
we should just take our hands away from the button. Okay?
Well, I am feeling left out!
Oh, okay.
[arguing]
Man Cave self destruct activated.
Who touched the button?
Well, I don't think I did!
I think you did it.
I was never gonna hit! I was only bluffing!
You could not have bluffing, I was bluffing!
This is all your fault!
[arguing]