All language subtitles for Gumby.The.Movie.1995.1080P.Bluray.X264.Aac-[Yts.Mx]-ENG

- Nuts.

I thought he wanted
to land here.

- Hi, Pokey.

Mind if we put up these posters?

- No.

- It's announcing
our concert tomorrow.

- I wish Lowbelly would listen
to something else occasionally.

- Pokey, you know
where Gumby is?

- Nope.

- Pokey, if you find Gumby,

remind him of the rehearsal
at the barn, will ya?

- Maybe if I feel like it.

Well, that's not
like Pokey.

- Hey, maybe he ate some
bad hay or wild oats.

- I'll find Gumby for myself.

Not for them.

- You did a fine job, son.

- Clayboys, shmayboys.

Who cares, anyhow?

Gumby?

Are you up there, Gumby?

- Pokey, when are you
going to learn

not to stand by this pole?

- Yeah.

- Look out, Pokey.

Get off the path!

- I wish Gumby would tell
somebody where he goes.

- Well, Goo, here we go.

- Gumby?

I won't believe it.
It can't be true.

- To believe or not to believe,
that is the question.

- You better start believing it,
'cause I'm uncomfortable.

Now everybody pull
himself together.

I mean apart.

- Impossible, Goo.

Somebody call an ambulance.

- Hmm, well, now this is
the worst case of

multiple compound fusion
I've ever seen.

- This has got to be a dream.

- We need a cross section
on the CAT Scan-O-Rama.

Hmm.
Just as I thought.

These dark areas
indicate complete fusion

to an acute homogenized state.

Hmm.

Nurse, place these
patients immediately

in the de-confusion chamber.

Um, set for MAG 4,

sine wave pulse 16
at 30 DB to start.

I'm not used to this new model.

One more and we're set to go.

Now, let's just see how our
patients are doing here.

- I'm scared!

- Wait till you see
the hospital bill.

- I still can't believe it.

- All right, start slowly

and use the micro
double-sync pulse.

Hmm.
Oh, good.

Good, good, good,
it's working, it's working.

Oh my, we've split
the chromosomes.

We've got to reverse it.

Patch in the DNA synthesizer
component immediately.

All right, now.

Easy.

Phase in the micro-pulse.

Open the DC.

Well, fellas.

How do you feel?

- I feel like a dinosaur again,

but for a while, I was worried.

Yes, well, I was, too.

Now I don't want you to worry
about any hospital bill, either.

It's all free.

Chalk it up to research.

You helped us prove
what this machine can do.

You are welcome to have lunch
before you leave.

- No, thanks.

I'm getting out of
this weird place.

I'm beginning to feel like
a guinea pig.

- Say, do you guys know
where Gumby might go

to look for new ideas
for his concert?

- Well, I would look
in the book department.

You know how he likes books.

- Yeah, I had no idea what I was

until I read a book
on dinosaurs.

Say, maybe we could find out
what you are, Goo.

- Uh-oh.

- Prickle, you and Goo look for
Gumby in the first two books.

I'll search in this one.

- Ugh, I'm through searching
for Gumby in these books.

It's dangerous.

- Oh, I'm sorry, Pokey.

I didn't know you were there.

- We were looking
for you, Gumby.

- All aboard for the farm.

- Come on, Pokey, get in.

We're going to the farm.

Did you want to stay here?

Well, then, come on.

Oh!

- Are you okay, lady?

- I guess I'm all right.

- Did a car hit you?

- No, I just learned the loan
company is taking away our farm.

- Gosh, it must be awful
losing your farm.

- It just shows you that to
borrow money is dangerous.

- Thank you, young man.

- Lady, is there
anything we can do to help?

- I'm afraid not.

The E-Z Loan company is
taking our farms

because we can't
make our payments.

We had so little rain last year,

that our crops couldn't grow.

Oh, I don't know what we'll do.

I just can't tell my children

they won't have a home anymore.

- Thinbuckle and Fatbuckle,
come here a minute.

- Uh-oh.

Looks as if Gumby's up to
something as usual.

- You've got good ears, Pokey.

Maybe you can overhear
what they're saying.

- I'm not interested.

- What about farmer's benefit?

- Fatbuckle, I like the sound of
farmer's benefit.

Is it settled?

We have benefit concerts?

- I'm all for it.

- I'm all for it.

- A-one, two, a-three--

- You know, Goo,
I think Pokey is sick.

He's still in the
backseat of the car.

- Oh, Pokey's hurt.

'Cause Gumby spends so much time
now with the Clayboys.

They usually do almost
everything together.

- Yeah, I guess Pokey
feels left out.

- Fellas, I got some new ideas
for our concert

out of some books.

I'll show you what I mean.

Play our next piece.

- Thank you, Fatbuckle.

And I picked everything fresh
from the garden.

- Uh, say, where's Pokey?

He's usually always hungry.

- Oh, he's still out in the car.

He's feeling bad
about something.

- Golly.

I better go see
what's the matter.

Pokey, what's the matter?

Are you sick?

- Oh, I'm not much
good to you anymore,

now that you're always
playing with the Clayboys.

- Oh, I didn't realize
you felt left out.

I'm sorry I didn't
tell you sooner.

You are going to be with me
in the new dance act.

You'll be out in the front
of the band with me.

- Sounds like fun.

I'm suddenly real hungry.

- Goo fixed you a carrot
cucumber tomato sandwich.

- Here, Lowbelly.
Here's your lunch.

Oh, what a pretty marble.

Gumby, look at this strange
marble I found in the hay.

Isn't it beautiful?

- It's a beauty, all right.

But I don't think it's a marble.

It looks like a pearl.

Here, Thinbuckle.

What does it look like to you?

- It sure looks like a pearl
my dad bought for my mother.

And it cost a lot of money, man.

I'll bet it's a real pearl.

I'd say it's worth
at least $1,000.

- Well, I'm going to show it
to Professor Kapp.

He'll tell us if
it's real for sure.

Oh, I'm awfully sorry,
Professor!

I shouldn't pop in on you
so fast like that.

- Oh, don't worry, son.

This was just one of my many
unsuccessful experiments.

No harm done, really.

Oh my.

Now then, what can I
do for you, Gumby?

- Goo found this in our barn.

We thought that you could tell
us if it's a real pearl or not.

Now...

Now, um, let me have
a good look at this

with my crystal laser analyzer.

Oh, and on this
screen over here,

we'll soon get the answer.

- Chemical:
calcium carbonate.

Type: Pearl.

- Wow!
Thank you, Professor.

This will be a good start

on our farmer's benefit fund.

We are having a benefit concert
in the park tomorrow.

And you are invited.

- Oh, thank you, Gumby.

I wouldn't miss it for anything!

Oh, my.

This music does things
to my brain.

- It does things to my spine.

- It makes me feel
funny all over.

- This is going to rock
the scientific world.

- Sorry, Lowbelly.

They don't allow dogs here.

We won't stay long.

You can play the radio.

- This is KDOG
on your radio dial.

Brought to you by--

- This is their car.

- That's their mascot, Lowbelly.

- He's cute.

- As we return to the story,
we find Penny in her kitchen

talking to her neighbor, Maisy.

- But Maisy, I also heard
that ChiChi spilled the
kibble--

- Oh, no!

That was gonna be the
highlight of the work week.

What should we do?

- Duplication phase on the
electronic robot complete.

All circuits in place.

- Here, waiter, take this back.

And bring me another
thick shake.

And get your circuits fixed
before you make another mess.

- I'll be right back, fellas.

What's the matter, Lowbelly?

You always like cookies.

I'll leave them here for ya,
in case you get hungry.

We won't be much longer.

- We loved your concert, Gumby.

May we have your autograph?

- Sure!

- That robot really has
his wires crossed.

- Uh, golly, I'm sorry.

- It's okay, sonny.

Yeah, yeah,
it's my fault, really.

You see, I told that robot

I wanted to meet you, not eat you.

My name's Lucky Claybert.

I was at your concert today.
I liked it very much.

I'm a talent agent
and I'd like to help you

make it big
in show business and TV.

- Come see me at
our studio, Mr. Claybert.

And we'll talk.

- Hey, you may call me Lucky.

Young man, you're going to make

television history.

- As long as we can
help the small farmers.

- Farmers?

Hey, Prickle,
They brought you a new shake.

- It's about time.

I thought this piece of junk
would never come back.

- I've got to get back
to my lab right now.

Oh, yes.

- Oh, we've got to go, too.

We have a lot of
rehearsing to do.

We'll drop you off at your lab.

- Hey, I haven't had
my strawberry shake yet.

- This is great, Tara.

We can hear them rehearse.

- And when they leave
for a concert,

we can follow them.

Oh, look, Ginger.

Someone important is
coming up the road.

- Hello, Mr. Claybert.

We've been expecting you.

Just follow me.

- Yes, this boggles my brain.

Fantastic!

- Hi, Mr. Claybert.

Come to my office.

- Young man,
you have a unique talent.

And a perfect medium
for that talent

is video music television.

You and the Clayboys
are unknown.

You don't even have
a record out.

But you do your thing on
videotape and disc,

and everybody will
know you overnight.

Just sign this contract
and I'll arrange

for camera crews
to come right over

and begin taping
as soon as possible.

- Well, before I sign,
I must have the okay

from all my colleagues.

What do you say, fellas?

All: Sign! Sign!

- Well, Mr. Claybert.

- Yes, yes, yes.

Just--just call me Lucky.

- Well, Lucky.

You've got a deal!

All: Hooray!

- Look, a television van.

- Ah.

I never saw Lowbelly
do that so fast before.

Hey, fellas, what do you know!

Our first break on TV.

Lucky sure works fast.

- Man, our first TV appearance.

- Wow!

Think I should get a haircut?

- Look, Ginger,
a television appearance.

We'll follow them
to the station.

Let's get in my car now.

- I'm sure glad they turned on
the air conditioner.

- If they'd only
turn a light on now.

- Boy, the driver must think
he's going to a fire.

- I wish we were
going to a fire.

This air conditioning
is freezing.

- I'm so cold and stiff
I can't move!

- This is where they
turned off the road.

- But there's no
road there, Tara.

- They escaped this book.

Well, so can we.

Ah, I see their tire tracks
where they turned here.

- That's no TV station.

And what's wrong
with the Clayboys?

- Yeah, this is weird.

We better investigate.

- I don't see any
television cameras.

- And you won't, either.

- Look, Tara.

What are they doing to
Thinbuckle?

I mean, the robot?

- You are to capture Gumby
and bring him here.

- They're programming
the robot to do something.

I can't see or hear what it is.

- That crazy dog.

Look out, Prickle.

- Oh, my.

Poor Lowbelly is all
covered with manure.

- What's a matter
with that dumb dog?

He's never chased after
Tilly before.

- Lowbelly, you know better
than to chase Tilly.

Now we're gonna have to
give you a bath.

- We're ready, Gumby.

Bring your instruments.

- What's the water for, Goo?

- We're gonna
give Lowbelly a bath.

He's all covered with manure.

- Hah hah!

What next?

- Put the instruments far back
in the van, Gumby.

- Hey, Thinbuckle?

I want to ride in the cab.

- One stinking dog, coming up.

- Holy Toledo!

What happened?

- I think something awful
has happened to Lowbelly.

- Hey, this wasn't Lowbelly.

This was a robot.

- I thought he was
acting strange

ever since we left the café.

- Oh, then where is Lowbelly?

- Somebody kidnapped him,
that's for sure.

They made a robot copy of him.

We got to catch up with Gumby
and tell him.

Come on!

Goo, while I try
to fix the motor,

you better look up the number
of that TV station, KBLK,

and try to phone Gumby.

- Tara, I can't believe this.

They've got Gumby!

- Gumby form
duplication is complete.

Gumby robot is ready
for a music performance.

- Looks like Gumby
needs help, Tara.

- Ginger, don't worry.

Gumby can take care of himself.

Just wait and see.

- Tara, this looks
real bad to me.

Now Gumby and the Clayboys
are all locked up

in cold rooms.

We ought to do something.

- Wait, I want to see what these
Blockheads are trying to do.

- Robot ready to activate.

- Oh, this is terrible.

I can't stand it anymore!

Gumby needs help.

Follow me, Ginger.

- Emergency.

Spy has escaped.
Emergency.

What the Gumby robot sees
will be displayed on this
screen.

Use noise clips
to control action.

- Don't you remember
the title of the book, Tara?

- I'll know it when I see it.

Ah, there it is.

- Whoops.
The wrong book.

Sorry, Ginger.

- Well, Ginger,
I guess I'm lost.

I don't know which way to go.

- Tara, there's the TV truck.

Looks like Gumby driving.

- It's not Gumby.

That's the robot,
which means more trouble.

I'm going to follow it.

There's the book
I was looking for.

And--.

The robot's going
to Gumby's studio.

Ginger, we have to
warn Gumby's pals.

Hang on.

- It's Gumby!

- Hi, pals.
What's up?

- Terrible news, Gumby.

And I couldn't find
the phone number

for the TV station to tell you.

- Your car is a real clunker.

It won't start.

- No, the bad news is that
Lowbelly's been kidnapped.

Whoever did it made a
robot copy of him to fool us.

- Oh, well I think I know
where to find Lowbelly.

Come on.

Get in the van
and we'll go find him.

Hop in, everybody.

- Can't I ride with you
in the cab?

- Don't get in the truck!

That's not Gumby!
It's a robot!

It'll lock you in there
the way Gumby was kidnapped!

Run!

- That's not Gumby for sure.

- Time to head for the hills.

- I have an idea
how to fix this robot.

- Gumby robot's
radio transmission

has been interrupted.

Until difficulty is corrected,

select defensive
program class A, Evasive.

- Hooray!

Good shooting, Goo.

- Somebody's coming up
the driveway.

- Hi, kids, uh...

What's this TV truck doing here?

- Oh, Mr. Claybert,
it's not a TV truck.

Gumby and the Clayboys
were kidnapped in it.

- Yeah, we don't know
where they are.

- We know where they are.

- Well, there's no time to lose.

I've scheduled TV camera
and sound crews to be here

in two hours.

So hop in, everybody.

Hop in.

- I'm sorry,
but I can't remember

the title of the book
where Gumby is.

- We remember
what's in the book.

- What's in the book?

- There's computers galore.

- And they make robots.

- Good.
That narrows it down.

Let's all spread out
and each look for titles

that say "computer"
or "robot."

- Hey, come here, everybody.

I think I found the book.

- This is it!

Follow me.

- Hey, wait a minute.

This could be dangerous.

Let's call the police.

- Oh, no time for that, Prickle.

Just stick together
and we'll be okay.

- Shh!

Now be very quiet as we enter.

I'll check first
to see what's happening.

- Still experiencing
interference

with video transmission
from Gumby robot.

- The Blockheads
are distracted now.

- Well done, Pokey and Goo!

Now to find Gumby and his band.

- Ah, yes, that must
be the room.

Now hurry.

Oh, no, the door is locked.

- I saw the Blockhead
use a keycard here.

- I'll get it from one of them.

- Video now restored.

Gumby robot now ready to
continue mission

to capture.

Reactivate controls.

- Ah-hah.
Here's the key.

- Ah, I tell you--

It's cold in here.

Colder than a witch's heart.

Must be a light switch
here someplace.

Prickle, turn up
that thermostat.

And, Goo, will you find a cup
of hot soup, please?

- This'll heat up the party.

- I found a robot
that made soup.

- Reactivate controls.

Reactivate controls.

- Hi, Lucky!

Hey, where am I?

- You're in a science lab,
sonny.

- Hey, what happened
to Fatbuckle,

Thinbuckle, and Nobuckle?

- Oh, yes, they're okay.

They'll wake up
in a few minutes.

No problem.

- Whatever happened?

And who's playing
the music so badly?

- You won't believe it.

Come take a look.

- They're all robots, Gumby.

Boy, they sound awful!

- Temporary deactivation

of Clayboy robots is complete.

The purpose of this program
is to obtain pearls

from the subject, Lowbelly.

When the Clayboy band
plays live music,

the subject will produce
tears that become pearls.

- But our music isn't sad.

- Gumby, we better go
to your studio now.

The camera and sound crews
will be there shortly.

- Prickle, will you see if
the Clayboys are awake?

- Roger, Gumby.

Leaping Tyrannosaurus,
it's hot in here!

Gumby, come look!

We've got problems.

- I'll call Professor Kapp.

He'll know what to do.

Eh, Professor?

- Oh, uh, yes-- three meltdowns?

Normally, it's serious,
but I have a new invention

that will handle the problem,
so don't worry.

Bring them over right away.

- Now, Gumby, will you
and Mr. Claybert please move

those sound emitters--
uh, speakers--to you, Gumby?

So they are directly
over the subject.

Now that's fine,
gentlemen, fine.

Now we'll give her a try.

Oops! Oh!

I blew a fuse.

The system has never handled
three subjects at once before.

Oh, no.

- Goo, will you check in the van

for any missing
instruments or amps?

Hey!

Goo!
Oh, Goo!

Oh, leaping Tyrannosaurus!

Operator.

- Gumby, will you
answer that while I

start the system up again?

- Hello? This is
Professor Kapp's laboratory.

- Gumby?
- Prickle?

- Yeah, Goo has been kidnapped
by the robot

that looks like you.

It just drove away
with Goo locked in the van.

- Prickle, have Pokey
go to my father

and take along the Groobee
and meet me at

"All About Robots" pronto.

And I'll meet them there.

- Oh, Gumby, do you know how
much the camera and sound crews

charge an hour?

- I can't help it, Lucky!

They'll just have to wait.

Goo is in serious trouble.

- Hooray!

It's working again.

And you fellas stand by
and watch over there.

- How do you feel, fellas?

- I feel great!

- Goo is in serious trouble,
and I have to go help her.

- Good luck.

- So long.

I'll see you at the barn.

Tara, will you pull over
at that cassette ahead?

You can hide the car in
the next row until I come out.

- Well, what can I do
for thee, sonny?

- Um, I need a suit of armor
and a good sword.

- Well, armor I got,
but last week,

some barons started a war
and the local knights

cleaned me out of swords
and I'm back-ordered

for several days.

- Fit me out in a
suit of armor, then.

I'll find a sword somewhere.

- Now come to think of it,
the best sword in the kingdom

is still available.

- I'll take it!

- It's out in the courtyard
stuck in a rock.

It belongs to the first
swordsman who can pull it out.

But first, I'll fit you out
with a good suit of armor.

You're an odd shape,
but that should do it.

- Sir, which way
to the courtyard?

- Go left up the street,
through the last archway.

- Uh, thank you.

- Maureen, come and look.

There's a strange-looking knight
to try to pull the sword out.

- That knight would do
well in a carnival.

- Uh, Sir Lancelot.

The lad needs a sword.

- Uh, hold on, Sir Galahad.

This man is resourceful.
Look!

- Sir Galahad,
I think you are right.

The lad does need a sword.

- Hey, green one up there.

Here, catch this.

- Thanks, sir knight.

Sir Galahad, the green lad
didn't need a sword.

He needed wings.

- I heard that remark, sir.

You see, I've just
begun to fight.

- Holy monastery!

The lad's a magician!

- Sir, may I borrow
this a while?

- Of course, sir.

Oh, Tara!

I'm sure glad to see you.

Tara, I've got to find a way
to beat that robot

so I can go back and rescue Goo.

Pull over in front
of that cassette.

Tara, drive around behind
and wait for me there.

Hmm.

Electric sparks shorting out...

of course!

Why didn't I think
of that before?

Uh-oh.

Oh, no!

- Analysis and loading of
the Gumby swordplay data

is now complete.

Programming a robot
counter-action in process.

Programming now complete.

Press R for attack mode.

Mission accomplished.

Robot ready to return to
home base for repairs.

- Wow!

- Hurry, Tara, let's go!

- Okay, guys, which one of you
is the real Gumby?

- We all are.

The robot is still behind us!

Tara, follow that engine.

That's my dad!

- Pokey, are you sure Gumby
told you to meet him here?

I don't see any smoke or fire.

- That's what Prickle told me.

- Hi, Dad.

- Hi, son.

Where's the fire?

- No fire, Dad.

There's a dangerous
robot after us.

It looks just like me,
and the only way to stop it

is get it wet and short out
its electrical circuits.

- But why would a robot
be after you, Gumby?

- I'll explain later, Dad.

It's going to be here
any minute now.

Would you back
the engine over there

out of sight?

And I'll be standing
in front of the robot book.

When the robot attacks me,
fire the monitor straight
bore

at it and soak it.

- If you say so, son.

- Robot now locked on target.

Contact in ten seconds.

Nine seconds.

Eight seconds.

Seven seconds.

- Now, Dad!

- Circuitry malfunction.

Robot repair mode suggested.

- Holy Toledo!

- Clayboy robots are
now programmed for pursuit.

- Uh-oh, Gumby.

Look, more robots.

Holy Toledo!

- Emergency.

Intruders have been detected.

Press command key to apprehend.

- Go get 'em, Groobee!

- Situation impossible.

Press escape key
to abandon this operation.

- Nice work, Groobee.

Now let's find Goo.

- Oh, no!

Pokey, where's the whistle
that stops the Groobee?

- Oh, nuts.

I left it on the seat
of the fire truck.

- Gumby, how's Goo doing?

- I think she's warming up okay.

- Oh, what happened?

- You were kidnapped
and we rescued you.

And we're on our way
back to the studio.

Dad!

We are late for our
taping session.

- In that case, son,
we'll pretend we're

on our way to a fire.

- Oh, dear.

If Gumby doesn't show up soon,
I'll be ruined.

All the sound
and video equipment

and the crews are
costing me a fortune!

Oh, what a bummer.

- Hi, Lowbelly.

Sure good to see you, Lowbelly.

- Gumby, we are all ready

and waiting.

- Be right with you, Lucky.

- Here's the cookies
for your picnic, son.

- Here, Goo.

- I'll start getting things
ready for the picnic.

- Hi, Professor.

- Oh, my.
Am I late, Gumby?

- No.

Just go into the barn
and find a seat, Professor.

- Wonderful, wonderful!

I've been looking
forward to this.

- Hey, Gumby.

How much longer do I
have to stay up here

and guard these characters?

- You did a good job, Pokey.

You can go inside now.

I want to have a talk
with the Blockheads alone.

- Gumby, one member of your band

is missing.

- Fellas, where is Nobuckle?

Where else?

- Just look for the Zs.

- You know what to do, fellas.

Ready.
Do it!

- I'm coming, I'm coming!

Sorry, fellas.

- All right,
we've all had our fun.

Now take your places.

Lights.

- Okay, Lucky.

We're ready!

- Quiet on the set!

- Roll the cameras.

- Action!

- Title "Gumbymania" in
production, take one.

- Holy Toledo!

- Shush.

That's your cue,
Pokey, go ahead.

You're on, boy.

- Oh.
Oh, right.

- One, two, three, four.

Fade.

Yes, good show.
Good show.

Wrap it up.

All: Bravo! Bravo!

- Gumby!

- You're glad to see me back in

my normal shape again,
aren't you?

You thought I'd left you.

Then you cried pearls,
didn't you?

Well, I'd never
leave you, Lowbelly.

- I'm hungry.

When is this picnic, anyway?

- Pretty soon, Pokey.

Would you go and
invite our farmer neighbors?

It'll be under the old oak tree.

- Right.

- Ladies and gentlemen,
I want to introduce someone

who has a special announcement
for all farmers.

Gumby!

- First, I want to thank
the person who made possible

our new farm loan company.

Lucky Claybert!

With the money
from the videotapes,

and from these pearls,

we can make loans
to help save a lot of farms

and send the kids to college.

- Gumby, look at the sign!

- Uh-oh.

Nobuckle!

- Yeah?

- You forgot the decimal point.

- I don't want to see a
single weed in that garden.

- Well, mission accomplished,
Pokey.

- Yeah.

Things are looking up
around here now.

- Liftoff.

Liftoff...

- We are picking up Gumby
wave matters emanating
from...

Gumby wave matters.
Over.

- Holy Toledo!