♪ timmy is an average kid ♪ that no one understands ♪ mom and dad and vicky ♪ always giving him commands >> bed, twerp! ♪ the doom and gloom ♪ up in his room ♪ is broken instantly ♪ by his magic little fish
♪ who'll grant his every wish ♪ 'cause in reality ♪ they are his oddparents ♪ fairly oddparents >> wands and wings. >> floaty, crowny things. ♪ oddparents ♪ really mod, bean pod ♪ buff bod, hot rod
>> obtuse, rubber goose, green moose, guava juice, giant snake, birthday cake, large fries, chocolate shake! ♪ they let you live ♪ when you were a kid ♪ with fairly oddparents ♪♪ >> yeah, right! >> hooray for hollywood!
everything's so real. >> eek! >> yeah, real fake. why'd you poof us here, timmy? >> because this is where they're filming the big budget crimson chin movie right here at... >> major motion studios! if we made it,
it's a major motion picture. if we didn't, it's a probably a hit. behind that wall is where they're filming the multi-million dollar crimson chin movie starring tv's adam west. >> finally!
>> but none of you are allowed in because you're not important enough. >> what? wait, wait! that's the whole reason i wanted to come to hollywood! >> pfft, what did you expect? tv's adam west to show up,
offer you a part in a movie and whisk you away to stardom? >>> (mocking laughter) >> that's a spectacular idea, movie fan! >>> tv's adam west! >> where? ha ha, i love that gag. come on, junior movie buff.
there's no time to dawdle. even as we sit here the producers of the crimson chin movie are looking for someone to portray cleft, the boy chin wonder. that someone could be you, or my name isn't... ha ha, man, that's always funny!
to the audition! >> all right! i finally have a trophy wife. shouldn't you be younger? and not have heat vision? >> timmy, i'm glad you're here. you're perfect to play opposite me as cleft, the boy chin wonder, and i don't say that
to everyone. >> five minutes, mr. west. >> right! i'm glad you're here. wonder, and i don't say that to everyone. >> woo hoo! >> well, better get into character.
now, to the manly make-up trailer! you gotta get one of these. i have one 'cause i'm a star. >> why are you destroying that script? >> yeah, usually the actor does that on the screen. >> i don't need to rehearse.
i've got the part of cleft locked up. i wish i had my costume. cool! and now i wish i could go into the book, research the part and become one with my inner cleft. let's get method. (horns honking, sirens wailing)
okay, that's enough. awesome! now i'm a shoe-in to get the part. >> i've got to get one of those. he has one 'cause he's a star. >> (thug cackling) >> all right, people, let's get these auditions over with.
my daughter's getting her first facial peel and i promised her i would be there. >> timmy turner auditioning for the part of cleft, take one. >> i-- >> director: next, thank you. >> wow, tough room. >> aw, don't worry, timmy.
they probably want a more experienced actor. >> i brought the donuts. >> brilliant! that's him, that's my cleft! >> what!? those lines weren't even in the script! >> son, i think i know
what i'm doing. if i didn't, would i have cast tv's adam west? >> how do you pronounce this word? >> chin. >> thanks. you know, i don't normally say this to everyone, but you'd be
perfect for the part of cleft. >> still, you do look a little like cleft. perhaps there is something you can do. >> in monotone: help, crimson chin, help. >> cut! bring in the stunt cleft.
>> so, what, i fly through the air and land in a big fluffy air bag and emerge completely unharmed? >> air bag? ha ha, funny. and, action! >> aiee! (screaming)
oof... >> great! print. if anyone needs me i'll be at the vet. my dog is getting his first liposuction and i promised him i'd be there. >> easy, that's my
new hollywood throat! gaah! >> timmy, are you okay? >> are you kidding? did you see the dangerous, life-threatening stunts they let him do despite the fact that he's a minor? >> yeah, that was great!
i can't wait to see what amazing chin-tastic action comes next. >> thug: and, we're rolling. action! >> by my mother's mandible, i say... dance! (♪♪♪) >> hey, this foofy dance isn't in the script.
where's the huge superhero fight? where's the heroic rescue? >> out of the movie! now, go to wardrobe and get fitted for your sailor suit. the crimson chin does not wear a sailor suit. >> and neither does tv's
adam west, you rapscallion! but now he does. i like this rewrite a lot. and i don't just say that about any script. to the sailor suit! >> and, action! >> holy overbites! i'm so afraid i dropped anchor.
>> cosmo: uh, that doesn't seem very heroic. >> i know. if this keeps up the movie will ruin the crimson chin's reputation, and his comic book will get cancelled. >> it's almost like the new director is going out of his way
to make the chin and you look bad. >> crimson chin, the movie, a frank knee capra production. that's no director, that's the chin's arch nemesis, the bronze kneecap. where'd he come from? >> maybe out of that door to
the comic book world you never bothered to close. >> oops. oh, yeah. good point. >> should we poof him back? >> no, i have a better idea. we're going to beat the kneecap at his own game, but first,
i need to schedule a special guest appearance. >> who you calling sonny!? >> places, everyone! >> timmy: the only place you're going is san quentin prison, frank knee capra, or should i say... bronze kneecap!
>> so, the real boy chin blunder has found the flaw in my plot. very well. let's just skip right to the scene where i, the bronze kneecap, with my big bronze kneecap, put the chin's life on the cutting room floor. >> wait!
there's nothing in here about me dying a horrible real death. that wasn't in here either, but it was good, very good. i like this rewrite a lot, >> your directing days are over, bronze kneecap. you'll never work in this town again.
>> well, you'll never work in this life again! (cackling) >> man: did somebody call for rewrite? >> it's the real crimson chin! ♪ the crimson chin ♪ >> but i'm right here. i am the chin.
it's already on my resume! >> villain, it's time to put your criminal production in turn-around! who said it's hard to get breaks in hollywood? >>> (cheering) >> britney, i feel the same way about asparagus.
hey, everybody, it's tv's adam west. adam, have you met pop music's britney britney? >> ma'am, you're very pretty, but my heart belongs to a lady named justice. >> (bronze kneecap screaming) i'll see you in the sequel,
which always does better than the original in the opening weekend but is never as good as the original! print! finally, i got to direct... in a sailor suit! and i'm a race car driver. sweet.
dreams really do come true. >> good work, cleft. your timely warning got me out here to make sure i wasn't ruined in the eyes of the american viewing public. >> right, and thanks to tv's adam west we've got all the film we need to make sure your movie
is the action-packed summer blockbuster it's destined to be. >> this is great! >> i know! i can't believe they let dogs in here. >> and the crimson chin is finally a big screen hero, and he's half of hollywood's
hottest power couple. >> more popcorn, >> thanks, tv's adam west. >> hey, speaking of adam, where is he? >> here's your popcorn, mr. west. >> you know, you'd be perfect to play the part of cleft in
the sequel, and i don't say >>> yes, he does. >> curses! you've got to get one of these. and i've got to get some of that, with salt. where!? >> welcome to the clown channel! (honking horn)
all the icky and uncomfortable feelings of clowns 24 hours a day! make it stop! >> ha ha ha! what's your problem, twerp? >> i'm scared of clowns. it's one of my deepest, darkest secrets.
>> one of them? you have others? >> uh, no, why? >> no reason. >> i mean, yes, i'm allergic to oranges, feet creep me out, and my goldfish are really-- >>> (gasping) >> gold, yeah, whatever.
>>> phew... >> ha, this is going to be great! (school bell ringing) >> vicky knows my deepest i'm not safe anywhere. >> oh, relax, timmy. she can't touch you here. you're at school, the safest
haven in the kid universe. >> yeah, nothing bad ever happens at school except for learning. >>> hi, timmy! happy orange juggling barefoot clown day! oof-- this stinks.
vicky's using my secrets to make my life miserable. i need to get some dirt on her so i can do the same thing. >> well, if i had a secret, which i'm not saying i do, and if i were girl, which i'm not saying i am, i'd write it down in a diary.
which i'm not saying i have. >> i wish i had vicky's diary. >> but timmy, a diary's a special place where girls and me can express themselves honestly and openly without fear of being judged. >> i can't believe i'm saying this, but cosmo may be right.
a girl's diary is special, and we have no right to snoop. >> "monday april 10th. saw twerp with two squirrels. the green squirrel was cute, but the pink squirrel looked fat." >> fat!? that's it, she's going down. this is from today:
"dear diary, i just bought a special perfume that will finally make my secret crush, winston dunnsworth, all mine." >> i wish vicky's diary was back where it belongs. ha ha! now i can totally use vicky's innermost secrets to make her
life miserable. i wish i had a flashlight! >> hello hello, what, spoonful of sugar and all that. (slurping) >>> he's so foreign! ooh! >> that's winston dunnsworth? that geek?
what makes him so special? >> wanda: oh, who cares! look, there's vicky. >> let's see how much dunnsworth wants to be around her when her fancy new perfume makes her smell like a skunk. >> really, skunk perfume? because i thought we might want
to go with something in the bazooka family. >> no, no, skunk is good. >> aw... >> (gagging) >>> (screaming) >> (sniffing) i say, what is that delightfully delectable scent?
why, it's you! you smell like skunk. we brits adore the smell of skunk. it reminds of us the hunt. >> (coughing) really? >> indubitably. (sniffing)
>> ah, he's so foreign! aiee! >> there's gotta be some other way to mess with vicky. i wish i had vicky's diary back. "torture the twerp..." ah-ha! "dear diary, the perfume did the trick, but since i'm afraid
dunnsworth could change his mind, i've scheduled a makeover." where are all the deep, dark secrets? >> who cares? let's just ruin her day. >> works for me. come on.
>> mm, this fish and chip lipstick is bound to get dunnsworth to fall in love with me. >> there she is, that pink squirrel weight noticing shrew! >> and there's the make-up artist. >> before, after.
>>> men: hello, hello... >> oh no! we can't let that happen. >> great. how do you want to stop it? ooh, i was thinking something in the wolverine eating your face family. >> no, let's just go with
messing up her make-up. >> i wish the make-up artist was a monster movie make-up artist! >> and, lo, it is done. >> noo! (howling) >> yes! and look who's coming in right on cue.
>> curious and curiouser. according to this mysterious note i received, i was supposed to meet that skunk-smelling girl right here. >> no, dunnsworth, don't look at me! >> are you daft, woman? we brits positively
adore werewolves. they remind us of the hunt. >> woof. i mean, really? >> oh, yes, really, but we're frightfully shallow. (sighing) if only you were a cheerleader, i'd make you mine.
oh well, tally-ho. >> a cheerleader, huh? >> uh, wanda, timmy's evil smile is creeping me out. maybe this is a bad idea. >> fat squirrel. >> revenge! (evil cackling) >> (evil cackling)
the batteries are dead already? wow, we're really being evil today. >> welcome to the last round of the cheerleading try-outs! >> what's the deal, what's the scoop? our team rocks, yours plays like--
>> there's dunnsworth and vicky. >> i dare say you've got the gear, but to be my lady, you must cheer the cheer. >> i'll bet i can wish her up a cheer that dunnsworth will never forget. >> you know, maybe it's because i understand the special bond
between a girl, or me, and her diary, but don't you think you guys might be going too far? >> (snarling) >> gaah! it reminds me of the hunt! i'm scared of the hunt! >> what's the wish, timmy? >> revenge.
not only am i going to reveal her deepest darkest secrets, i'm going to make her be the one that reveals them. i wish vicky cheered her deepest darkest secrets, like the ones on page 28. >> oh, really? because i was thinking something
more in the thug family. >> no, no, let's go with the cheers. >> aw, sorry guys. >> you're not getting your deposit back. >> please welcome our last bubbly contestant, vicky. >> fee, fie, fo, fum...
who's the girl that sucks her thumb? i am, i am! oop! >>> (horrified gasping) >> oh, gasp! >> uh, what's happening? >>> (giggling) >> and page 52.
>> one, two, three, four... i shoplift from every store! eek, make it stop! >> pages 108 through 129. >> make it so. >> i lie a lot i cheat in school i'm scared of cows love being cruel
i pick my nose when no one looks i wipe it on your history books! >>> (gagging) >> i'm quite fine with lying and cheating, but we brits love cows, and hate boogies in our history books.
>> i love cows and doing cheers i've blown my nose the past two years. >> ooh, brilliant! it reminds me of the hunt. here, try this skunk cologne. dunnsworth! come back! (sobbing)
>> i hope you're happy, diary hater. >> happy? i've never been happier! >> hey, short stuff, we were going to have vicky baby-sit, but she's too miserable to work today. >> so we hired
a back-up baby-sitter. >> give us the boy. >>> bye, timmy! >> ghoul: grr... >> cosmo, i've suddenly decided you were right. it was wrong to invade vicky's privacy! there's got to be
a way to fix this. >> (ghoul growling) >> i've got it: let's invade dunnsworth's privacy! >> yeah, maybe we can use one of his secrets to get him and vicky back together. there's got to be something in here we can use.
"dear diary, i know this is frightfully preposterous, but i'm absolutely horrified of the colour..." >> oh, you've got to be kidding me. >> pink! it's pink! it's a mixture of white and red!
it's so feminine, it reminds me nothing of the hunt! >> (sobbing) >> vicky, dunnsworth's being attacked by the fat pink squirrel you don't like. >> hey, how'd you know i didn't like that pink squirrel? >> uh, uh... internet?
i read it in your diary! don't you want to save dunnsworth from the wrath of the cute pink squirrel you think is overweight? >> i say, vicky, i've never seen anyone use a child to beat a fat pink squirrel like that before. >> thanks, dunnsworth.
so we're going steady now, right? >> oh, heaven's, no. you're still not a cheerleader. can't have that, can we? ta-ta. scones, benny hill, big ben, yellow teeth and all that. >> dear diary,
today timmy learned a little lesson in privacy. next lesson for wanda: diet and exercise. >> gentlemen, time for the hunt. dear diary, >> dunnsworth: oh well, tally-ho! by ytv canada inc.
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