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Has this ever happened to you? | 0:00:02 | 0:00:04 | |
Ordinary yo-yos are complicated and kind of stupid. | 0:00:04 | 0:00:08 | |
That is why you need Doktor Frogg's plutonium-powered yo-yo of evil. | 0:00:08 | 0:00:14 | |
Hey! Will Doktor Frogg's yo-yo really work for me? | 0:00:14 | 0:00:19 | |
Just as this satisfied customer. | 0:00:20 | 0:00:23 | |
HE CACKLES | 0:00:26 | 0:00:28 | |
Argh! | 0:00:33 | 0:00:35 | |
What do you mean I can't watch Evil Idol while driving? | 0:00:59 | 0:01:02 | |
What kind of rule is that? | 0:01:02 | 0:01:03 | |
Why can't I check out 100 books? | 0:01:03 | 0:01:06 | |
Yeah, yeah, yeah. | 0:01:06 | 0:01:08 | |
Since when is it against rules to catapult garbage | 0:01:08 | 0:01:12 | |
on to Steve's lawn? | 0:01:12 | 0:01:14 | |
Ask the mayor, not me. | 0:01:14 | 0:01:17 | |
But Steve is our neighbour, not his. | 0:01:17 | 0:01:20 | |
SHOUTING | 0:01:20 | 0:01:22 | |
Grrrr... | 0:01:25 | 0:01:27 | |
I am fed up with all these meddlesome laws and rules | 0:01:30 | 0:01:34 | |
this mayor insists I follow. | 0:01:34 | 0:01:37 | |
Would a relish sandwich cheer you up? | 0:01:37 | 0:01:40 | |
If I were in charge, | 0:01:40 | 0:01:42 | |
-I would abolish all rules. -Then I could be your trusty mayoral aid, | 0:01:42 | 0:01:46 | |
following your every command no matter how ridiculous. | 0:01:46 | 0:01:50 | |
We could elect you mayor by rigging every voting booth | 0:01:51 | 0:01:54 | |
with ultrasonic nerve control stimulators. | 0:01:54 | 0:01:57 | |
Voting. Tosh. Be realistic. | 0:01:58 | 0:02:02 | |
What I really need, | 0:02:02 | 0:02:04 | |
is to get my hands on the all-powerful mayor's golden sash. | 0:02:04 | 0:02:09 | |
Then everyone would have to listen to me. | 0:02:09 | 0:02:12 | |
HE BURPS | 0:02:12 | 0:02:14 | |
OK, that is simply ridiculous. | 0:02:14 | 0:02:16 | |
Hmm. An object so powerful | 0:02:16 | 0:02:18 | |
must have a near impenetrable fortress guarding it. | 0:02:18 | 0:02:23 | |
Minions, prepare for our greatest heist ever. | 0:02:23 | 0:02:30 | |
First, we'll zip-line down into the mayor's office. | 0:02:31 | 0:02:34 | |
Then we'll use the hypno-beam to take out any guards. | 0:02:34 | 0:02:37 | |
I expect that some of you will be captured. | 0:02:37 | 0:02:40 | |
-In that case... -Halt! | 0:02:40 | 0:02:41 | |
Woah! I'm the mayor. I'm the mayor. | 0:02:42 | 0:02:45 | |
Hi, Mrs Johnstone! I'm the mayor. | 0:02:45 | 0:02:48 | |
Drop the sash. You could mess up its infinite powers. | 0:02:48 | 0:02:51 | |
-I didn't even... -Yes! | 0:02:51 | 0:02:54 | |
I can feel the mayoral power running through my veins. | 0:02:54 | 0:02:57 | |
Oh-oh... | 0:02:57 | 0:03:00 | |
Ah-ah... | 0:03:00 | 0:03:02 | |
Oh, sorry. | 0:03:02 | 0:03:04 | |
Yes. By all means go ahead and test its infinite power. | 0:03:04 | 0:03:09 | |
-INTERCOM: -'Yes, Mr Mayor?' | 0:03:10 | 0:03:12 | |
Yes, I the mayor, | 0:03:13 | 0:03:15 | |
wearing the golden sash, want a large pizza | 0:03:15 | 0:03:19 | |
with all the toppings. | 0:03:19 | 0:03:21 | |
Make that triple toppings. | 0:03:21 | 0:03:24 | |
-'Straight away, sir.' -Ah! Hee-hee! | 0:03:24 | 0:03:27 | |
'Anything else, Mr Mayor?' | 0:03:27 | 0:03:30 | |
Yes. Call a press conference. | 0:03:32 | 0:03:36 | |
MURMURING | 0:03:37 | 0:03:39 | |
Hey! That's not the mayor. | 0:03:40 | 0:03:42 | |
Of course it is. He's wearing the golden sash. | 0:03:42 | 0:03:45 | |
Oh, yeah. Works for me. | 0:03:45 | 0:03:48 | |
Hh-hmm. | 0:03:49 | 0:03:51 | |
Greetings, puny citizens of Metrotown. | 0:03:51 | 0:03:54 | |
I, your mayor, | 0:03:54 | 0:03:56 | |
the one wearing the golden sash... | 0:03:56 | 0:03:58 | |
hereby abolish all rules and laws. | 0:03:58 | 0:04:03 | |
-Really? -Really. | 0:04:03 | 0:04:05 | |
-Really? -Really. | 0:04:05 | 0:04:07 | |
Hh-hm. CHEERING | 0:04:07 | 0:04:11 | |
Come on, my trusty mayoral aid. | 0:04:13 | 0:04:15 | |
What's next, Mr Mayor, sir? | 0:04:15 | 0:04:17 | |
We are taking the week off since there's no rule | 0:04:17 | 0:04:21 | |
that says we can't. | 0:04:21 | 0:04:24 | |
VOLTAR CHUCKLES | 0:04:24 | 0:04:25 | |
Time to enjoy an evil day without any rules. | 0:04:30 | 0:04:35 | |
I love that there's no rule of having to wait | 0:04:43 | 0:04:46 | |
30 minutes after you eat to swim. | 0:04:46 | 0:04:48 | |
Hoy! | 0:04:50 | 0:04:52 | |
If only a rule to tell my tummy not to hurt. | 0:04:55 | 0:04:58 | |
Right, out of the pool. | 0:05:00 | 0:05:02 | |
To the V-mobile! | 0:05:03 | 0:05:04 | |
SHOUTING | 0:05:05 | 0:05:08 | |
No! | 0:05:11 | 0:05:12 | |
Hey! | 0:05:12 | 0:05:14 | |
MUSIC PLAYS | 0:05:14 | 0:05:16 | |
HORN BEEPS | 0:05:16 | 0:05:18 | |
I guess everyone is taking your no more rules rule very seriously. | 0:05:20 | 0:05:24 | |
Doh! | 0:05:24 | 0:05:25 | |
Out of my way! | 0:05:25 | 0:05:28 | |
Out of my way! | 0:05:28 | 0:05:29 | |
WAILING | 0:05:29 | 0:05:31 | |
-And stop staring. -Oh, well. -All right. | 0:05:34 | 0:05:37 | |
Hop on one foot. | 0:05:38 | 0:05:42 | |
Red, what gives? | 0:05:42 | 0:05:46 | |
Voltar, as the mayor you can also make any rule you want. | 0:05:46 | 0:05:51 | |
Any rule? | 0:05:51 | 0:05:53 | |
First, everyone must address me as | 0:05:53 | 0:05:57 | |
the undisputed, awesome master of Metrotown. | 0:05:57 | 0:06:00 | |
CHANTING: Undisputed, awesome master of Metrotown... | 0:06:00 | 0:06:05 | |
And everyone must be in bed by 7pm. | 0:06:05 | 0:06:09 | |
But I can stay up till 9:30. | 0:06:09 | 0:06:11 | |
-But... -The golden sash knows no buts. | 0:06:12 | 0:06:14 | |
High heels are for ever banned | 0:06:14 | 0:06:16 | |
and so are finger puppets. Stamps can only be licked on Tuesdays, | 0:06:16 | 0:06:19 | |
Fridays and every second Sunday. | 0:06:19 | 0:06:21 | |
The letter Q will be switched with the number three. | 0:06:21 | 0:06:27 | |
VOLTAR LAUGHS | 0:06:27 | 0:06:29 | |
And you... | 0:06:31 | 0:06:32 | |
fire hydrants are only to be used for emergencies | 0:06:32 | 0:06:35 | |
and not your kind of emergency. | 0:06:35 | 0:06:37 | |
The undisputed, awesome master of Metrotown decrees | 0:06:43 | 0:06:46 | |
that all evil scientists | 0:06:46 | 0:06:47 | |
shall wear ballet tutus. | 0:06:47 | 0:06:49 | |
-Why? -I like the way the word sounds - tutu. | 0:06:50 | 0:06:53 | |
Oh. | 0:06:55 | 0:06:56 | |
Mustard shall be the only condiment allowed for consumption. | 0:06:56 | 0:07:00 | |
Mayonnaise, ketchup and relish are all banished. | 0:07:00 | 0:07:03 | |
But I love relish. | 0:07:03 | 0:07:05 | |
Not any more, you don't. | 0:07:05 | 0:07:06 | |
-We can't cry during sad movies. -We must eat soup with a fork. | 0:07:09 | 0:07:12 | |
Wash our dishes with mud. | 0:07:12 | 0:07:14 | |
I've heard he's outlawed coughing. | 0:07:14 | 0:07:16 | |
Ah-hem, ah-hem. | 0:07:16 | 0:07:18 | |
The undisputed, awesome master of Metrotown has gone too far. | 0:07:18 | 0:07:23 | |
Something must be done. | 0:07:23 | 0:07:25 | |
But he wears the golden sash. | 0:07:25 | 0:07:27 | |
Drastic times call for drastic measures. | 0:07:27 | 0:07:31 | |
I suggest a strongly-worded text message. | 0:07:31 | 0:07:34 | |
The time for strongly-worded text messages has passed. | 0:07:34 | 0:07:40 | |
We must stage an intervention... | 0:07:40 | 0:07:42 | |
using finger puppets. | 0:07:42 | 0:07:44 | |
-Oh... -His rule-making knows no bounds. | 0:07:47 | 0:07:50 | |
What can we do? | 0:07:50 | 0:07:52 | |
Storm his office. | 0:07:52 | 0:07:54 | |
I'll lead you to him. | 0:07:54 | 0:07:56 | |
Anything to get my lab coat | 0:07:56 | 0:07:58 | |
and my dignity back. | 0:07:58 | 0:08:00 | |
SCREAMING | 0:08:01 | 0:08:02 | |
Oh. | 0:08:02 | 0:08:04 | |
Oh, yeah. | 0:08:05 | 0:08:06 | |
Plus, you know, abolish that fire hydrant rule. | 0:08:06 | 0:08:09 | |
THEY GASP | 0:08:13 | 0:08:14 | |
Order something or get out! | 0:08:14 | 0:08:16 | |
VOLTAR LAUGHS | 0:08:20 | 0:08:23 | |
Red, get me my 2:15 warmed cocoa with... | 0:08:26 | 0:08:30 | |
'Sorry to interrupt but an angry mob is here to see you. | 0:08:30 | 0:08:35 | |
'..undisputed, awesome master of Metrotown...' | 0:08:35 | 0:08:38 | |
Red? Red? | 0:08:38 | 0:08:40 | |
Red! | 0:08:40 | 0:08:41 | |
-Stop! -Sorry, Voltar. | 0:08:41 | 0:08:44 | |
SHOUTING | 0:08:44 | 0:08:47 | |
The tutu made me do it. | 0:08:47 | 0:08:49 | |
SHOUTING | 0:09:00 | 0:09:02 | |
Hey! | 0:09:02 | 0:09:03 | |
Down with the undisputed, awesome master of Metrotown. | 0:09:03 | 0:09:07 | |
And no clutching pitchforks. | 0:09:07 | 0:09:11 | |
Down with the undisputed, awesome master of Metrotown. | 0:09:11 | 0:09:14 | |
No running. | 0:09:14 | 0:09:15 | |
Down with the undisputed, awesome master of Metrotown. | 0:09:15 | 0:09:19 | |
No shouting. | 0:09:19 | 0:09:20 | |
-WHISPERING: -Down with the undisputed, awesome master of Metrotown. | 0:09:20 | 0:09:26 | |
No crossing on red. | 0:09:26 | 0:09:29 | |
Oh... | 0:09:29 | 0:09:30 | |
-Or green. -Oh. | 0:09:32 | 0:09:33 | |
Argh! | 0:09:33 | 0:09:38 | |
Oh, my sash! | 0:09:53 | 0:09:55 | |
How did you get there? | 0:09:55 | 0:09:58 | |
What? Can't the mayor see a double-double feature in his break? | 0:10:01 | 0:10:06 | |
-ALARM RINGS -I guess it's back to the office. | 0:10:08 | 0:10:11 | |
Business as usual. | 0:10:11 | 0:10:14 | |
CHEERING | 0:10:14 | 0:10:16 | |
You know, Voltar. I think | 0:10:21 | 0:10:23 | |
we all learned a very important lesson today. | 0:10:23 | 0:10:26 | |
You heard the mayor, Red. | 0:10:26 | 0:10:27 | |
Business as usual. | 0:10:27 | 0:10:31 | |
OK, on three... | 0:10:35 | 0:10:37 | |
Don't you mean Q? | 0:10:37 | 0:10:39 | |
That was only when I was mayor. | 0:10:39 | 0:10:41 | |
One, two, three... | 0:10:41 | 0:10:45 | |
Oh! | 0:10:47 | 0:10:49 | |
Hey! No dumping garbage on the front lawn. | 0:10:54 | 0:10:59 | |
Subtitles by Red Bee Media Ltd | 0:11:11 | 0:11:14 | |
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