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HE LAUGHS | 0:00:29 | 0:00:32 | |
Doomageddon! Dinner time. | 0:00:59 | 0:01:01 | |
-CROWD ROARS -Uh-oh! | 0:01:01 | 0:01:04 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:01:04 | 0:01:06 | |
Yes! | 0:01:06 | 0:01:08 | |
Hey, look! | 0:01:08 | 0:01:10 | |
A penguin in a spacesuit. | 0:01:10 | 0:01:12 | |
I win again. | 0:01:16 | 0:01:17 | |
Voltar! | 0:01:19 | 0:01:21 | |
Dr Frogg, we have a little problem. | 0:01:21 | 0:01:23 | |
The angry mob is back and this time I think they mean business. | 0:01:23 | 0:01:27 | |
ALL: Scoop your poop! Scoop your poop! | 0:01:27 | 0:01:32 | |
We'd better get on that. | 0:01:32 | 0:01:33 | |
Doomageddon's crater is attracting more than flies. | 0:01:33 | 0:01:38 | |
IT RAZZES | 0:01:38 | 0:01:40 | |
Red, you will do no such thing. | 0:01:40 | 0:01:42 | |
The League of Super Evil does not stoop to scoop poop! | 0:01:42 | 0:01:47 | |
We have minions for such menial tasks. | 0:01:47 | 0:01:50 | |
Ahem! Henchbots? | 0:01:50 | 0:01:53 | |
See, Red. All taken care of. | 0:02:00 | 0:02:02 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:02:02 | 0:02:04 | |
You need to cut back on the uranium, mister. | 0:02:08 | 0:02:12 | |
Well, Frogg, so much for plan A. | 0:02:12 | 0:02:15 | |
It is obviously now time for plan C. | 0:02:15 | 0:02:19 | |
-Um... -Red, I am perfectly aware that I skipped plan B. | 0:02:19 | 0:02:23 | |
That is because plan C stands for...chilli! | 0:02:23 | 0:02:26 | |
Which is what we're having for lunch. | 0:02:26 | 0:02:28 | |
But what about Doomageddon's mess, | 0:02:28 | 0:02:31 | |
the neighbours and the radioactive flies | 0:02:31 | 0:02:34 | |
and all the other...? | 0:02:34 | 0:02:36 | |
Fine! Frogg? Figure something out. | 0:02:36 | 0:02:38 | |
Oh, we could try out my newest prototype - | 0:02:38 | 0:02:42 | |
cloning machine. | 0:02:42 | 0:02:44 | |
Entrada! | 0:02:56 | 0:02:57 | |
Aah! | 0:03:01 | 0:03:03 | |
Um, it still needs some fine tuning. | 0:03:03 | 0:03:06 | |
Ow! | 0:03:07 | 0:03:09 | |
Now, all I need are some DNA samples from each of us. | 0:03:09 | 0:03:13 | |
That sounds scary. | 0:03:13 | 0:03:14 | |
Nothing to worry about. I only need a single, tiny strand of hair. | 0:03:14 | 0:03:21 | |
Who's first? | 0:03:22 | 0:03:23 | |
THEY SCREAM | 0:03:28 | 0:03:32 | |
Gentlemen, I give you our exact duplicate clones. | 0:03:40 | 0:03:47 | |
It's like looking in a mirror. | 0:03:51 | 0:03:54 | |
Welcome, newly-formed clone Red. | 0:03:54 | 0:03:56 | |
It seems that my fine tuning had unexpected consequences. | 0:04:07 | 0:04:14 | |
Don't you worry. | 0:04:14 | 0:04:15 | |
I'll fill your empty mind with every evil trick I know. | 0:04:15 | 0:04:20 | |
Ooh! That's a good one. | 0:04:24 | 0:04:26 | |
You have to show... | 0:04:26 | 0:04:27 | |
THEY CACKLE | 0:04:30 | 0:04:34 | |
You there, clones. | 0:04:35 | 0:04:36 | |
Stop wasting valuable electricity with your tacky back-lighting. | 0:04:36 | 0:04:41 | |
Now you inferior clones have had a few minutes to get adjusted to... | 0:04:42 | 0:04:48 | |
the big scary world, | 0:04:48 | 0:04:50 | |
it's time for your first menial task. | 0:04:50 | 0:04:52 | |
So you take these, hurry outside | 0:04:52 | 0:04:55 | |
and start scooping Doomageddon's you-know-what. | 0:04:55 | 0:04:58 | |
THEY LAUGH | 0:04:58 | 0:05:02 | |
Most amusing, but we have much grander plans in mind. | 0:05:02 | 0:05:07 | |
Taking some initiative? That's good. | 0:05:07 | 0:05:10 | |
You can clean the bathroom after scooping. | 0:05:10 | 0:05:13 | |
League, connect to the interweb. | 0:05:13 | 0:05:15 | |
Identify all strategic targets and prepare for world conquest. | 0:05:15 | 0:05:20 | |
No! Hold on a minute! | 0:05:20 | 0:05:22 | |
I am the leader here. You listen to me. | 0:05:22 | 0:05:26 | |
If it wishes to challenge us, there is another way to settle this. | 0:05:28 | 0:05:34 | |
Whoa! A stare-down? | 0:05:34 | 0:05:37 | |
I was thinking down the lines of a laser duel. | 0:05:38 | 0:05:41 | |
Aah! | 0:05:41 | 0:05:42 | |
But, sure, why not? | 0:05:42 | 0:05:44 | |
Ugh! | 0:05:44 | 0:05:46 | |
THEY LAUGH | 0:06:07 | 0:06:08 | |
League, we have no more time to waste on these... | 0:06:11 | 0:06:14 | |
inferior originals. | 0:06:14 | 0:06:17 | |
Now, we must crush all other supervillians | 0:06:17 | 0:06:20 | |
to achieve world domination. | 0:06:20 | 0:06:22 | |
Because, when evil beckons, | 0:06:22 | 0:06:25 | |
the true League of Super Evil answers the call. | 0:06:25 | 0:06:29 | |
HE CACKLES | 0:06:29 | 0:06:31 | |
That was a great line about evil beckoning and stuff. | 0:06:43 | 0:06:48 | |
How come we never say stuff like that? | 0:06:48 | 0:06:51 | |
Great?! It was cliche. | 0:06:51 | 0:06:53 | |
Those clueless clones will be hopeless | 0:06:53 | 0:06:56 | |
without my supreme evil guidance. | 0:06:56 | 0:06:58 | |
'This just in - | 0:06:58 | 0:07:00 | |
'on a rise from obscurity, the League of Super Evil | 0:07:00 | 0:07:03 | |
'has made a stunning series of evil conquests. | 0:07:03 | 0:07:07 | |
That has to be a case of mistaken identity. | 0:07:07 | 0:07:09 | |
'It was no case of mistaken identity | 0:07:09 | 0:07:12 | |
'when the League of Super Evil | 0:07:12 | 0:07:16 | |
'defeated Commander Chaos in a 3.2-second battle.' | 0:07:16 | 0:07:19 | |
Beginner's luck! | 0:07:19 | 0:07:21 | |
'Their success isn't beginner's luck, | 0:07:21 | 0:07:23 | |
'and for a limited time their evil patent-pending techniques | 0:07:23 | 0:07:27 | |
'can be yours for 19.95.' | 0:07:27 | 0:07:30 | |
'These little guys are seriously evil.' | 0:07:30 | 0:07:32 | |
That's it! I refuse to sit here | 0:07:34 | 0:07:37 | |
while those impostors pretend to be us. | 0:07:37 | 0:07:40 | |
They have tarnished our evil name for the last time. | 0:07:40 | 0:07:45 | |
Scoop your poop! | 0:07:45 | 0:07:47 | |
It is time... | 0:07:47 | 0:07:49 | |
for plan B! | 0:07:49 | 0:07:53 | |
As in sneak out the back. | 0:07:53 | 0:07:55 | |
Hey, look. Skullossus. Maybe he can help. | 0:08:03 | 0:08:07 | |
Yes, it's time for plan... Um, what are we up to? | 0:08:07 | 0:08:11 | |
-Plan D. -It's time for plan D. | 0:08:11 | 0:08:15 | |
We will sneak aboard and order him to crush our clones. | 0:08:15 | 0:08:19 | |
Skullossus! The League of Super Evil | 0:08:28 | 0:08:31 | |
commands you to crush these inferior clones | 0:08:31 | 0:08:35 | |
pretending to be us. | 0:08:35 | 0:08:36 | |
The mighty Skullossus is... | 0:08:38 | 0:08:41 | |
tied up at the moment. | 0:08:41 | 0:08:43 | |
HE CACKLES | 0:08:43 | 0:08:45 | |
I command you to stop this nonsense. | 0:08:45 | 0:08:47 | |
Be good clones and go back to the lair | 0:08:47 | 0:08:51 | |
and get scooping. | 0:08:51 | 0:08:52 | |
Crush them like bugs. | 0:08:52 | 0:08:56 | |
Crush them like bugs?! Seriously, is that the best line... | 0:08:57 | 0:09:01 | |
So, that's how it's going to be? Red Menace, show these clones the door. | 0:09:03 | 0:09:09 | |
You're gonna give me another wedgie, aren't you? | 0:09:21 | 0:09:24 | |
Mmm-hmm. | 0:09:24 | 0:09:25 | |
Oh! | 0:09:25 | 0:09:27 | |
Doctor Frogg, destroy these inferior versions. | 0:09:27 | 0:09:33 | |
See, now you're talking sense. | 0:09:33 | 0:09:37 | |
-Voltar, I think he means us. -Oh. | 0:09:37 | 0:09:41 | |
Well, at least I'm being destroyed by my own genius. | 0:09:42 | 0:09:47 | |
Wow, those clones lasted four hours. That's a new record. | 0:10:05 | 0:10:10 | |
'Attention, League of Super Evil. | 0:10:10 | 0:10:13 | |
'We are ready to surrender.' | 0:10:13 | 0:10:17 | |
Voltar, we have control over those commandos and the army. | 0:10:17 | 0:10:22 | |
We could do anything! | 0:10:22 | 0:10:24 | |
HE CACKLES | 0:10:25 | 0:10:28 | |
Don't say another word, Frogg. I'll handle this from here. | 0:10:28 | 0:10:34 | |
HE SIGHS | 0:10:34 | 0:10:36 | |
Like I said, | 0:10:47 | 0:10:49 | |
the League of Super Evil will never stoop to scoop poop. | 0:10:49 | 0:10:55 | |
HE CACKLES | 0:10:59 | 0:11:01 | |
Subtitles by Red Bee Media Ltd | 0:11:06 | 0:11:09 | |
E-mail [email protected] | 0:11:09 | 0:11:12 |