for your big, fat information this is our imagination me and my friend bradley what we draw is what you see stick around and help us to explore see the world like you've never seen before real mature, bradley.
(laughing) >> lance: hey, scradley! >> what? we get up, we get down sometimes we just clown around what we make is what we feel >> bradley: yeah, like aliens from uranus.
>> stacy: bradley, get real! there' s a whole world to explore sights and sounds you never seen or heard before sing it loud all you have to do is stick around >> stacy: shipwrecked, deserted,
a zillion miles from nowhere. how long do you think we' ve been out here? >> i don' t know, my watch is busted. (groaning) and we' re down to our last cheese pooper. who hogged them all?
>> don' t look at me. >> it's a deserted island, einstein. who else am i supposed to look at? (waves lapping) >> well, there' s him. >> that can't be good. >> run for your lives!
(screaming) >> bradley, you're just making it worse! >> what could be worse? it' s a blood-thirsty monster! it' s, it's... >> all: frank! (crashing) >> deadly.
>> dead is what we' re going to be if we don' t get rescued soon. that was the last of the snacks! (dog whining) >> hey, we' re in luck, a ship! >> uh, b-man? that' s not a ship. >> i think you' re right. (latin music playing)
(speaking in spanish) >> all: ola senora salazar. >> what did she say? >> she wants to give us some zucchini. (growling) >> bradley, bradley! >> huh. >> what's the matter with you?
>> there' s something i've been meaning to tell you, stace. >> i' m...vege-ta-phobic! >> both: vege-ta-what-ic? >> total fear of vegetables. i can't stand to be around 'em! what? i've had it since i was a kid. >> real mature, bradley.
no thanks, mrs. salazar. we' re on our way to my dad's place for dinner. >> thanks mrs. salazar. >> bradley: thanks, see ya! (dog whimpering) stace, did i hear you mention it' s your dad' s night to cook? >> uh-huh.
>> i think i hear my mom calling. >> your mom doesn't get home from work ' til 8 o'clock. >> my dad, then. >> 9:30, look do you want to have dinner or not? >> of course, i'm a growing boy. (guitar wailing)
>> then grow up! >> couldn't we just see if your mom's got something to eat? >> you asked for it b-man! >> uh, mom? >> yes, honey? >> what is it? >>mr. icky tofu snacks, they' re healthy, try 'em!
(squishing) try them. (nervous chuckling) (inhaling) >> it's no use stace, it' s health food! we' ll never get this stuff down. no matter how hungry we are. psst, frank!
(bouncing) (belching) thanks for the snacks, mom. gotta go! >> thanks mrs. stickler, see ya! (dog moaning) >> well, well, i' ll have to get some more of those. >> well it looks like it' s dad's
cooking, or nothing. >> i don' t even care anymore! i'm so hungry, i could eat a double humungous mr. weenie big bun dog! >> i could eat two! >> i could eat one the size of a horse! (neighing)
>> well, i could eat one the size of a house! >> i' m so hungry, i could eat one the size of the whole entire universe! >> i' m so sure! >> wait, what's this? a newly-discovered black hole in space?
(churning) >> bradley! you never heard of thebig burp? guess you better get over to your dad' s, huh? >> you know what our problem is? >> your dad's cooking? >> nope.
it' s our attitude. so we have to eat at my dad's. we just have to make the best of things. ahh,chez stanley, we' ve had such fabulous times there. (violin music playing) >> we have? >> ah yes.
(french music playing) >> monsieur stanley. >> (french accent): please mademoiselle, after all these years, call me, dad. >> very well, dad. what would you recommend this evening? >> oh brother.
>> tonight, the chef has a very special treat for you. follow me to the kitchen, if you will. watch your step. (thudding) ow! i think you are going to like this very much.
voila,mr. mushy canned... (normal voice): slima beans! >> both:slima beans? i'm sorry hon, i forgot it was my night to cook! >> dad, what areslima beans? >> who cares, i'd rather starve! (stomach rumbling) >> here, this won't take a
minute. (rattling) >> dad, don't! >> it's slima beans! >> no worries kids, it' s perfectly safe! (electronic buzzing) (sawing) (alarm sounding)
>> evacuate the area! >> it's going to blow! >> ketchup anyone? (snoring) >> what's that? >> what's what? >> the space shuttle' s been taking over by aliens from uranus and it's landing right on
top of mr. doddler' s apartment! >> again. (swallowing) >> what did you do with them? >> false alarm. say, what's wrong with frank? >> you slimed him! >> um. >> quick, we gotta give him the
slime-back manoeuvre! (whimpering) >> gone. >> anything could happen now! this is a job for:slime fighters! (spy music playing) >> who are you supposed to be? >> slick stacey,world's most
detectivist detective. if i can' t find that wiener dog, nobody can. >> a clue! >> why are we sneaking? >> because. >> oh, why are we whispering? >> how can we sneak if we don't whisper?
>> oh-- uh, stace, you notice anything funny about this jungle? >> steady, b-man, they' re only vegetables! >> but i' m-- >> i know, vege-a-ta-phobic. >> stace, stace? >> well you're just going to
have to get a grip yourself mister! that weiner dog's life is in our hands and nothing is going to stand in our way! >> not even...that? >> quick, after him! i mean, after you. >> me?
he' s your dog! >> and you slimed him! >> i' m going, i' m going! (tearing) i feel like i've seen this somewhere before. >> just keep going. there he is! frank, frank!
(howling) gotcha! (grunting) >> bradley: help! it' s got me, do something! >> i can' t, i' ll drop frank! >> nice to know you care! >> real mature, bradley, you gotta save yourself!
>> okay beanpole, what' s the one thing you vegetable types fear the most? the amazing blend-o-matic man! let's start with chop! (whirring) (cutting) okay, dice. (wailing)
i can't stop this thing! >> ay, caramba! (speaking spanish) >> sorry mrs. salazar, it was all bradley's fault. >> my fault? it was your fault! >> your fault! >> stanley: it was my fault.
>> huh? (gasping) >> if i'd remembered i was cooking tonight, this never would have happened. >> no hay problema. >> all this time you were growing salsa in your garden? (listing vegetables in spanish)
>> and this stuff, i love it! what is it? >> frijoles. >> uh, beans. >> ugh, slima beans. mmm, they're not that bad! could i have seconds please? >> ho-ca-chunga! whoa!
>> lame-o, i could do that with my eyes closed. hey! (waves rolling) >> dill: holy mackerel! that was an awesome ride by surfing ace, stacey stickler! it was totally tubular, don't ya know!
>> i think what you're trying to say is stickler has this competition wrapped up. >> bradley (surfer voice): not until the shredder' s had his ride. eat my wake, beach bunny! >> dill: whoa! that is way cool!
i told you stickler has nothing on the shredder! watch this action! >> stacey: a-ha! >> huh, stickler? again? (ululating) >> ugh! >> can you say, wipe-out?
>> stella: stacey, dinner! >> man: dill, it' s dinner time! chicken withmr. igloo tater tidbits! >> holy mackerel! mr. igloo tater tidbits! my favourite! >> later! >> stella: stacey!
>> hey stace, watch this! >> gotta split, b-man. >> but-- >> it's back to cell block 3 stickler! next time i have to come get you, no yard privileges for a week! >> i' m innocent, innocent i tell
ya! (ball and chain dragging) >> sprinkler sports? back in my day, we didn't have sprinklers to jump through! you had to be inventive back then! >> whee! >> mr. doddler: course, there
were hazards. (crank turning) (splashing) >> caused quite a sensation. they nicknamed me little bucket buckaroo. i was stuck in that darned well for three days. i yelled and yelled for someone
to save me. >> i wish someone would save me. >> bet your modern-day sprinkler jumping technique draws quite the crowd. >> yeah, right! (drum rolling) (sirens blaring) >> holy mackerel!
that' s the biggest bubble i' ve ever seen! holy mackerel! (bubble inflating) >> i' ll be around the world in seventy days! >> i' ll get around the world in-- (shots firing)
(splatting) >> that was excellent! >> yeah, excellent. >> this wouldn' t have happened if you knew how to control your bubble. it wouldn't have happened if you didn' t have to be the centre of attention all the time!
hey, look at this! >> "amaze your friends, get their attention, learn to throw your voice." >> now that's the ticket! >> what makes you think you can throw your voice? >> i can throw my voice! >> as if.
>> well hello there. stuck in the mailbox, huh? when i was a little tyke, i got stuck in a mine shaft for three weeks. nothing but a canary to keep my spirits up. it caused a huge hullabaloo. (crying)
people from all over came to see,the canary boy. >> that was awesome. >> that was nothing. i can throw my voice too. >> right. >> i' m the best voice-thrower in the whole wide world, for your big, fat information.
>> whatever you say, stace. >> check out my technique mr. tonsillectomy. >> off the dumpster. >> easy. >> to the taco stand sign. to the plane, off the great wall of china, bounce to the satellite, beamed down to the
pager of mr. quickiee mart. (over pa system): welcome to the island of bad produce. ha ha ha! oh no, look out! it' s the slimy lettuce monster! now that, got their attention. just call me, the dominator, best voice thrower in the whole
wide world. >> you may be the best voice thrower in the whole wide world, but, i' m the best voice thrower in the whole wide universe and beyond! off the dumpster-- >> it's been done. >> into the ocean and off a
killer whale. and bounces off into space all the way to... >> say it bradley. >> uranus! >> and out of lance's bike bell, totally freaking him out. ringa-ling-a-ling-a! brrr!
>> get lost, scradley! >> yeah, get lost. >> score another one for, the dominator. >> i' ll show you. off the dumpster, to an igloo, bouncing off a baobab tree, to an asteroid, back hand to an armadillo--
>> bradley, stop it, you' re going to lose your voice! >> off the liberty bell, eiffel tower, cowboy spur, frank's nose, hollywood sign-- >> stacey: don' t do it, bradley! (gurgling) i told you so. (mouthing words)
you lost it. who knows where it' s at, it could be anywhere! >> bradley (from well): help my name is bradley. i'm nine years old and i' ve fallen into this well. >> oh you poor boy. first the mailbox, now this.
hang on son! >> bradley: if you throw me some cheese poopers and a mr. fizzy, i think i can hold on! (coughing) >> find the song bird! it helps pass the time! i'll go for help! (buzzer sounding)
(tv static blaring) >> announcer: we interrupt our program with an update on our late-breaking story. >> hey, what happened tospace chumps? >> announcer: since his first cry for help, there has been no word from sewer boy.
we go live to the scene. >> who cares? we want space chumps! >>it reminds me of a time i was trapped in a chimney in july. had to wait ' til christmas ' til they got me out. the papersnicknamed me: little saint nick.
>> stacey: look, polly and melody! >>bradley asked for cheese poopers and mr. fizzy. >> you' resewer boy? oh, please. >>granted, there' s very little nutritional value in these chemically-produced snacks.
however, i think bradley' s need for comfort food, outweighs his need for good nutrition. >>it' s the least we could do for our special friend, bradley. >>holy mackerel! i'm sure he'll be okay, if he can survive the albino
alligators and giant rats and gum wad monsters and... but if anyone can, bradley can! he' s an awesome dude! >>i can honestly say, i'm going to miss giving the little scradster his daily wedgies. >>what? >> you' re on every channel,
b-man! you're like the most popular kid in town. i'm gonna hurl! >> he's a fine young man. he and my daughter stacey are best friends. i know you can' t hear this, but, hang in there, bradley.
we' re all rooting for you! >> of course, when they find out sewer boy was just a way for you to hog attention, i don't think you'll be mr. popularity anymore. that' s right, you' re toast, b-man. we' ve gotta stop this.
not ' we' , you! and all you have to do is fess up! oh, right, no voice! don't worry, i' ll help you get your voice back-- so you can be grounded for the next 45 years! (slamming)
time to call the spelunk-in-ings! (toilet flushing) (water rushing) whoops, too far. >> voice: hey-a dorks, i' m down here! >> ew, gross! >> voice: i'm over here!
>> there' s your voice! >> voice: no, over here! over here! no, i'm over here! (voice echoing) >> stop messing around and get back in bradley! >> voice: i'm not going back! i don't need b-man!
i'm famous all on my own! >> as if, you're just a whimper. it' s b-man that everyone cares about. he' s sewer boy. >> voice: but i made him who he is...me, me! me! >> if you're so good, then throw
your voice into this mr. fizzy bottle. >> voice: piece of cake. >> i dare ya then. (submarine signal beeping) hurry, drink it up! (gulping) (belching the words) >> i' m...back.
>> get your t-shirts! your sewer boy commemorative t-shirts! sewer boy lives! >> girl: stacey saved him, she' s a hero! >> man: how did you save sewer boy, miss-- >> stickler, stacey stickler.
actually, i think you should talk to the man of the hour: sewer boy! >> dill: how' d you survive down there with all the alligators and moon rats and the gum wad monsters? what' d you do? >> uh, i, i was never actually
in the sewer. (crowd gasping) i threw my voice. i got a little carried away, sorry. i just wanted attention. well now that's over with, don' t mind me. >> bradley' s dad: bradley!
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