Original subtitles

Now where it is made it for

Hey I'm sitting on top of the world If I'm up to do it, yeah

Good morning I'm in city this is radio stations

If you won't be, reminding everyone we've got a stage 87

Smog alert so there you can man And remember don't get caught outside during an

acid rainstorm it's a horrible way to go I don't

know this time Do you know why I love this time?

Because you own it Because of the most polluted city in the world And I'm Dr.

Kilowatt made it that way Look, I know you're an evil genius doc

Well I don't know is where you want me to dump

this bersolium 90 Ah yeah, you're a school soldier

But deadly is toxic ways long to man

I don't know if that's such a good idea doc

What if some complete and hopeless nerd falls into

the Gasolium and transforms into a hidden sleet

deformed creature of superhuman size and strength Don't be yourself!

I complete and hopeless nerd

I wish I wasn't a complete and hopeless nerd

Maybe then I'd have a girlfriend who loves me for who I am

Or at least confused as me with someone else Hey, been back Look at Melvin jungle

What a complete and hopeless nerd Oh yeah, got me with a wreck

Melvin's a real nuclear pea, your car How about if we had some fun with ol' Melvin

And show everybody what a bogus D.T.

is That's a duck I doubt don't had

What's the plan?

Whoa!

You think he's stupid and not the fall for it?

No!

Never mind I'll get you later babe I know them

You look girl, you're really cute today I know

Oh yeah!

In fact, I think it's time I dumped Scotty old Benhead

And started dating a royal cute guy like you

You know what I like So what do you do tonight?

How about if you meet me at the pool after the

club closes And they get to know each other better

And know what I mean No, but I'll be back Great!

Would you also do me one big favor?

You want to hear me burp?

No!

I want you to wear a special outfit on our date tonight

I don't know Oh gee, I don't know Please, Melvin

It would mean so much to little bimbed of big That's it, Melvin

Well, we would just cute widow to two

Okay, that means so much to you You sure you don't want to hear me burp?

What am I on?

Oh boy, this is my lucky day I got a girlfriend

Yippee!

Sorry

Gee, I hope in Benhead things I look okay for our date Cink isn't really my color

I hope my mom doesn't clash

You, ho, bimbed!

I'm ready, bimbed

You look so good, I'm pink

I just had a stranger's feeling I made a mistake sending

that broph solely under and hopeless move it now

Oh, I've got a big problem

Mom, it's me, Melvin Melvin, my son

Oh, what am I going to do?

Now that I'm a hideously deformed creature of

superhuman size and strength where will I even live?

Try the toxic waste dump

I knew I could count on you.

My move home. Well, I guess it isn't so bad.

Look at the bright side.

How many people have a home that glows in the dark?

What the hell?

Hi, little fella.

Why? You're a cute little blob. Let's see.

What do I call you? I know.

How about blobby?

Well, blobby, here's where I will live my life

all alone with no one to love or care for me.

Did you? Hey, what's that beautiful sound?

Hey, sweet thing.

You got something we want.

You're a cordy and dumbbell.

Give it now.

Hey, this is weird.

Something bad is happening nearby.

I can feel it in my body.

Somebody help me.

Please let California call you.

Now I'm sure somebody's hurting an accordion.

Hey, you punks.

Leave that girl alone.

Whoa, whoa, look fellas.

It's melting the mop, boy.

Your days of picking on nerds and accordion players are over bone head.

Let's kill them.

This will teach you to mess with a hideously-to-form

creature of superhuman size and strength.

Hey, man.

What's happening to me?

I better get out of this.

Do you lucky punks?

Not really, though.

Are you okay?

Well, I think to you, I did lose my contact lenses.

So I can see too good.

Gosh, you're very handsome.

Boy, this really is my lucky day.

Yvonne, gee, that's a pretty name.

Thanks.

It means pretty girl who watches and likes all these recipes that I can't reach.

So what did I call you?

Well, I used to be called Melbourne, but now that I've had a small

accident with toxic chemicals, I think I need a new name.

How about if I call you chemicals?

Oh, that's the chemicals of black and dead.

How about toxic? That's it.

You can call me toxic.

Uh-oh.

I'm getting that weird feeling again.

Something evil is happening.

And it's happening real close.

Yeah, nine guys are going to destroy our opening

so they can build a poisonous chemical plant.

Hmm.

Where could that evil be?

Huh?

Hey, bad guys are trying to destroy that orphanage.

That's not right.

And my mop is alive.

I bet that happened when it fell into the toxic chemicals with me.

Okay, mop.

Let's you and me clean up this mess.

Have no fear.

Toxic's here.

Let go of her, you creep.

Oh, that's your toxic.

You're welcome, sweetheart.

Now, please step aside.

A battle against evil is no place for a little girl.

Are you all right? I'm habitable.

Hey, you shot my tutu.

Now, I'm real.

Hey, excuse me.

Well, I need this vehicle to fight evil.

Holy!

Can you tell our home viewers what just happened here?

I'm not sure, but I think the new blessing talks to us more.

Oh, yeah, I'll tell you what happened.

My son, Melvin Junko, who is now a hideously deformed creature

with superhuman size and strength, save those

poor offense from being thrown out of their home.

We understand your name is Melvin Junko.

Not anymore.

From now on, my name is Toxie, and I'm a fruit

savior against the illusion crime and other stuff.

No, I guess we could call you the Toxie Crusader.

Hey, yeah, I'd like that.

The Toxie Crusader!

Eat!

No!

How could this be happening? I told you so.

What did you say? Nothing.

Must be stopped.

This Toxie Crusader must be eradicated.

Oh, my plans to pollute the world will be destroyed.

Let me take care of the Toxie Crusader.

Why should I give you the pleasure of killing?

Because he did this to me!

All right, then.

Do away with the amazing way the world is.

No sweat.

You can say goodbye to the Toxie Crusader.

Goodbye! I'm a hero.

I'm feeling warm and suddenly.

I'm a girlfriend.

Although I'm all about me.

I'm a hero.

I'm feeling warm and suddenly.

I'm fit.

Hey!

What happened to the happy music? Oh, well.

Okay, Toxie Crusader, get ready to become the crust Crusader.

Oh, I got that old feeling.

Oh, no.

You look out, little girl.

Look out!

Are you okay, Toxie?

Actually, I'm feeling a little rundown.

He's moving in for the tail.

This is the end of the Toxie Crusader.

I don't know.

I'm not going to kill him off.

What if old Toxie jumps out of the way in the

feet's bonehead with the super-powered mob?

Stop!

Wait, wait, wait.

You're ready, mob?

No!

Oh, it has been defeated by the Toxie Crusader's curse in mob.

Oh, you saw.

What did you say? Nothing.

I will have to put an end to this Toxie who's single myself.

I go repair my radiation ranges for battle.

Well, I repair a special weapon just in case.

This still might be as if it's held by other

previously deformed creatures with super-human size and strength.

Sign off!

I will really help your ridiculous ideas.

All right, the head guys are so stupid.

Yvonne, it's me, Toxie.

Oh, Toxie, missed you so.

Honey, where are you?

I'm right here, Yvonne.

Oh, buddy, I have a surprise for you.

I got you glasses so I can finally see your gorgeous face.

Yvonne, no!

I should have known this would happen.

How could a beautiful, intelligent girl like

Yvonne ever fall for a hideously deformed creature such as myself?

But I did fall for you, Toxie.

Huh?

But the minute you saw how ugly I am, you screamed.

You're not ugly, you very handsome.

It's a toy that made me scream.

Now, that's ugly.

I need more than ugly if you love me.

Okay?

So she's just beautiful.

Uh, Toxie, honey, I don't think I can go out tonight.

I really have to wash my hair.

Can I help you?

Say your prayers, Toxie, for Sator.

Why?

Am I going to bed now?

No.

You are going to die for standing in the way

of my plans to prove a true trouble, Bill.

But why do you want to prove a trouble, Bill?

What good does it do anybody to poison the environment?

I've always wondered that myself.

It may be poison to humans, but not to the people of my planet.

Small killer.

Oh, man.

I'm working for a Kakarote.

For a Sargulone's to take over this plant.

The air and water must be first poison to our liking.

But if you poison our planet, as if we can't do it

ourselves, they're all human and animal life will die.

What's your point?

Oh, I'm definitely in the presence of some big-time evil.

My point is this, bughead.

This is my planet, even though I don't look like I'm from it.

And this is my town, which means it's my job to

keep it safe, beautiful, and free from pollution.

Then prepare to die, toxic consider!

Oh, puddle!

No!

I sure could use some help.

Excuse me, Bill.

But to be in my friend, or looking for a hideous to deform creature named Toxie.

Have you seen him? He's a bear.

Oh, yeah, that's him.

Ah? Good night.

My god.

Get him!

I hate this part.

It's clean up time.

I'm sorry.

Nice.

My name's Nozod.

This is my friend, Major Disaster.

We're both hideously deformed creatures with superhuman sizes of strength.

Really?

Me too! Yeah, we know.

We saw you on TV, and wanted to come join you.

Well, I have to warn you.

It's a tough job.

There's no deadly plan.

And we don't get any balls about merchandising.

That's okay.

We just want to fight bad guys.

Great.

You're hired.

What's Major Disaster doing?

Yes, it's hard to control plants.

It takes a few seconds to get going.

Hey!

What's going on?

Let's go!

Let's go!

Let's go!

Hey!

That's a cool superpower.

Release the loot.

This boy, the fox is in the middle and his brain.

Oh, look.

It's some kind of living oil slick.

Mark!

Come back!

It's my pizza mess.

Oh no!

That thing ate my mom!

What will we do now?

I've got an idea.

Follow me.

Teddy litter.

What are we doing with teddy litter? Toxie.

We're not fine.

Heat clear.

Trust me.

Just empty the kitty litter on the ground.

Now, nose on.

Aim your snuzzled at that thing and use your sneeze power.

You got it, buddy.

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

The kitty litter is trying up the oil slick.

Oh, mob.

Are you okay?

This can't be happening.

We've been working to those other two kitty-as-wee dip-old creatures.

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

Help me!

I'm so proud of you.

You saved Tronaville.

Of course he saved Tronaville.

He's my son.

He's a hero!

I'm no hero, mom.

I'm just doing my part to keep Tronaville beautiful, safe, and free from pollution.

Gee, what an amazing coincidence.

All three of us were turned into hideously-deformed

creatures with superhuman size and strength by accident.

That's right.

I was a soldier in the army when I fell into a radioactive swamp.

And I was a pilot when I flew through a hole

in the ozone and crashed my plane into a silo radioactive pepper.

Ah! Good night.

Thank you.

I've got it.

The answer to our problems.

I found jobs for all of us.

Jaws!

Why do we need jobs anyway?

We're the toxic crusaders!

Yes, but superheroing isn't a very high paying profession.

And the landlord wants his rent.

The medical benefits date.

Anything for a hideous leader form creature with superhuman size and strength? Sort of.

This ad calls for someone who loves children and doesn't mind getting messy.

Close enough.

Yvonne, this job calls for a person with a warm heart and superior musical skill.

I'll find it.

Looking for someone who really wants to clean up.

Forget it, mop.

This one is mine.

Oh, here's one for me.

Earn big pay.

No, heavy lifting.

What about B?

Well, how about this?

Looking for someone who is outgoing and has a large nose.

It is strange.

But I'll try.

I don't like it, kill him off.

I'll start to kill him off for you.

Yeah.

Sure.

I'm sorry, Dr. kill him off.

It won't happen again.

Anyway, like I was saying, I don't like him kill him.

I mean, Dr. kill him off.

You're talking about mess with the food that little kid is.

I'm sorry, Dr. kill him off.

It won't happen again.

Anyway, like I was saying, I don't like him kill him.

The little kid's love to eat.

I'll give you half the profits.

Dale, I hate kids anyway.

This is perfect.

Everyone in front of you eats in purple burger.

Yeah, they got great fries.

Exactly.

And once I adjust those fries to my evil

purpose, I'll control the people in front of you.

Then no one can stop me from polluting this

disgustingly clean and clean a little town.

And once I pollute trouble with you, the rest of the world is mine.

What happens if one of the toxic crusaders gets

a job at purple burger and foils your plan?

And pass it over.

Imagine a toxic Lucille, a working at purple burger.

Very dangerous.

I plan.

He's flawless.

Even no.

Even no.

Even no.

The fender is working on the most dusterly potter my plan.

Here, my friend, one taste of this, and you turn into a picket for me a sighted old.

No!

No!

This is the 81st patch, and it's still isn't right.

I need to test this right away.

I need a human guinea pig.

I need... Uh-huh! Hey, stretch.

This is where the evil genius talked to her bender hangs?

Yes, yes!

I'm the evil genius, Dr. Pember.

Kill.

I got a telegram from my doctor, Kill him off.

Oh, touching.

He remembered my birthday.

And that's more I can say for my evil genius mother.

Here's a little message, just for you.

Don't tell me, tell me I need the kill.

If you fail, you'll die today.

It's sincerely yours, Dr. Kai.

What kind of a birthday greeting is that?

Hey, I don't ride 'em.

I just sang 'em.

Yeah.

No matter.

Have some soup.

No thanks, Doc.

I'm a vegetarian.

Why don't you just give me a tip?

I'm gonna call it even.

Yeah!

Come on!

Oh, I hate this job, man.

Yeah!

We're done!

The heavens, Professor.

Oh, I tell you, sir.

I don't know.

I don't know.

That is brutal radio.

I hate it.

You're a telegram.

Aah!

Aah!

Where are we going, Doc? He can't.

The atoms smash her made us into one person.

So unsmash us, man.

I don't know how.

Palmer, it's gonna be a little tough picking up chicks.

Say, do you like sushi, Doc? I can't wait.

I'm really gonna clean up in this job.

You sure are.

And you can start by dusting the window display.

So lady, should I start here? Oh, man.

Oh, man.

Oh, man.

Oh, no.

It's become a forgetful new sight of old breath.

I can't always say the any second times the charm.

Oh, what is that girl?

This isn't just any cool.

This is, ah!

My arm!

What's wrong with my arm?

It doesn't work.

Sure does.

Hi, Doc.

Hi.

As I was saying, this isn't just any cool.

Anyone who eats it will turn into a forgetful, me a sight of old person.

Pull off that paper.

I call it, my ghost lady too.

Girls.

Why'd you make it?

Because it's exactly what Dr. Kiloma for it.

Yeah.

Oh, you have to put it here.

But it's right.

Oh, come on, guys.

Get up.

Get the paper paper.

Right, you're right.

Come on, sir.

Thanks, Docie.

I always hated this shirt.

Now I won't have to wear it anymore.

Glad I could help.

Oh, thank you.

It's so much fun to see that.

Oh, they sure are.

I'd better find out why best.

It's working perfectly.

In just a few moments, my radiation ranges will have spread

them a good point to move over their whole potato patch.

Setting my plan into full swing.

I don't know.

What if the toxic crusade is traumatized?

Start acting up, and he shows up and beats all our guys to a pound.

Don't be a fool!

Oh, that isn't charged.

And I know I'm going to be proud of him.

That's the killer must get it proud of me.

And then you'll get a promotion.

Maybe you'll get a raise.

Maybe it's not slapping me around.

It's killer must radiation ranges.

They're polluting the potato patch with toxic chemicals.

That's on American.

I've got to stop them, Docie.

Right.

You know what you need.

Good luck, kids.

A better cry.

I do.

I have to empty yellow before you do better.

Let's strike beer in the hot, to get enemies.

Something like it gets clever into idle.

I will pay for silver.

Wait, I got it.

I hope we don't get hurt.

We'll work on it.

Look out.

It's a toxic crusade.

Oh, man.

Now what? Nice potato.

You've got to do better than that to beat me.

Hey, what happened? Yeah.

What happened?

The mesh potato has a must applaud that he

can take them to his life's support system.

He's over here.

Oh, yeah.

Don't you coward.

I'm by now.

Back in the dark.

Hey, you think you won, don't you?

We'll go have some purple fries on me.

Don't you see me?

No.

I mashed 'em.

Whatever.

I wonder what they were up to.

What do they call them purple burger, stat? Ah, don't ask.

I can't.

It's me.

First of my kitchen.

We're going to have fun.

First of all, we make name.

They knew she'd die my game.

They knew she'd die my game.

They knew she'd die my game.

Ah.

Oh, boy.

Tough crowd.

Ah, kid.

How about some balloon animals? Ta-da.

It looks like a foot.

Well, it is a foot.

You know how hard it is to sculpt body parts?

I wonder when I get a coffee break.

Humpty!

This is the first patch of purple fries made from potatoes treated with my goop 82.

Kill.

Purple fries are the best.

Don't eat those poo.

I'm what turned into forgetful new side of old men.

Yeah.

I thought they just made you fat.

Enough talk.

I want results.

Show me that it works.

Chill chief.

We told the staff here nothing any of the new

purple fries because they were extra special.

So what?

So of course they ain't them right away.

Let's see.

Let's see.

Excuse me, Chubby.

You know where the rest of them is.

No.

Fine to just sell for a man.

Eh, fine work.

At the rest of the purple fries, I'll be ready to set up the moon.

Perfect!

Soon, all the trouble of you will be full of forgetful new side of old people.

And nothing will stop me from making this town my pollution headquarters.

Suburban branch.

Like I said before,

what if one of the toxic who said is get your job here and discovers your plan?

Right, thank you!

One of the odds of that happily.

They love me.

I'm a kid.

Uh-oh.

Looks like the odds are pretty good.

I don't suppose you guys would like to salute it.

I scream.

I scream.

Get it before it.

Get away before it.

Get away.

How's business, Tuxie? Oh, terrible.

No one likes warm ice cream.

How's your job, Major disaster?

I got fired just because I broke a couple of bowls.

I lost my job too.

They didn't appreciate good music.

Yeah.

This is great.

I've been going door to door and I sold five of these babies already.

You might say I'm sweeping the town.

That's great, Mom.

What's your secret?

I just get in the house and I tell them it's so heavy

that I might have a heart attack if they make me take it out again.

Uh-oh.

It's the old sympathy game.

I put the gypset no heavy lifting.

This is nothing.

You should see that the locks model.

Gotta run, lots more to sell.

Let's go see how no zone is doing at Birple Burger.

Hey, wait.

What happened?

I don't know where I am.

Where am I?

Where am I?

Where am I?

I was wondered why this place had such bad service.

Excuse me.

Have you seen our friend no zone?

Hey, you mean the funny looking guy with a big no-shoe sneezes all the time? Yeah.

Yeah, never sure.

So where is he?

I could be wrong.

But I think he was taken to the laboratory of an evil genius scientist.

What do you know that?

Because it says so right here.

We took your friend to the laboratory of the evil genius Dr. Bender.

Come and get him.

It's sign your pal, Dr. Kill him off.

He needs my decision.

It's good for him.

Hey, it was that good.

I'll lead it myself.

Are you always the stupid? I don't know.

Let me thank.

Never mind.

Come on.

What is it doing?

I'm just getting ready for your friends.

This should be here in a minute.

Kill a party.

I'll make the dip.

You are the fifth.

Yay, the good guys.

Whoa! Do something.

I'm trying.

I'm trying.

Wow, what a ride.

You're not a very nice guy.

Or a couple of guys.

Whatever you are.

Hey, how about some Rinko cream toxic crusader?

Oh, it's-- No, he's a cool superhero.

Throw it.

No!

All right, already.

I wish you'd stop doing that.

Holy cow.

You idiot.

You did it.

I did.

I'm saved.

I'm big.

You hold toxic crusader.

I'm in here.

I hope I don't get hurt.

Your bond's right.

It needs work.

Sneaky dog.

Very sneaky.

Help!

I'll do yours to be old.

Hang on, buddy.

Hurry!

Doesn't look good, Doc.

It's good to be toxic.

Hey, now that's catchy.

Let's cut out of here.

Hey!

Hold on, those old-- We're coming! Thanks, toxic.

It was getting awful hot in there.

Bye.

The hero.

What in places is going on here, those own-- It's this goo.

It turns people into forgetful near-side of those folks.

Special and purple fries.

The one.

Get your purple fries.

Good.

It's not too late.

Yeah.

No one's eaten any bad fries here.

The toxic crusaders.

You guys mind the storm like an evil plan to carry out.

Attention, everyone.

The evil genius, Dr. Bender, has put a chemical on the purple fries.

If you eat them, you'll turn into forgetful near-sided old folks.

Bye!

Hey, what are you going on? It works.

I'm amazing.

I'm an evil genius.

Evil genius, huh?

Hey, how are you, toxic?

Hey, what's going on here anyway?

Is it serious that it's gonna stay in something?

Not now, Yvonne.

I'm trying to beat up on a bad guy.

Okay, Mr. Evil genius.

And the other guy prepared to be seriously hurt.

Yeah.

Yeah.

In a minute.

Who's the rad babe?

Who, Yvonne?

She's my beautiful, though somewhat light girlfriend.

You've got a girlfriend?

I may be a hideously deformed creature of superhuman size and strength.

But I am a good guy.

I knew we should have been a good guy.

The bad guys never get the checks.

Say, ready for that beating now?

I have to get that.

We want to be good guys now.

Yeah, we want to be toxic crustaceans like you guys.

As long as we get to hang out with cool babes like Yvonne.

Well, I can't promise anything, but she does have a sister.

Good enough.

We're good guys now.

Not so fast.

I mean, you're certainly hideously deformed enough,

but I think you should at least come up with an antidote

to help all these poor people before we let you be a toxic crustacean.

Crusader.

Whatever.

But there is no one at all.

I just love purple fries.

Anybody want to?

You are!

No!

No!

Hey, there's so long with these fries.

Whoa!

They taste like... Like... Oh, God! I don't get it.

Yeah!

She had the same fries as everyone else.

Yeah.

How come she's not old?

I'll tell you a secret.

I don't need him playing.

I like to put pepper on him.

That's it.

Pepper!

Pepper is the antidote.

It turns them a goop 82 in the bubble cone.

Pretty tasty, it's that.

Okay.

I found the antidote, so I'll retox it crustaceans or what?

Well, actually, if one found the antidote,

but what the hay.

Red!

Attention, everyone.

Put pepper on your fries, and you'll turn back to normal.

Really helped him later.

We've got to start to get him off from spraying all the vegetables

with the goop 82.

Even the broccoli?

Yep.

Even the broccoli.

Ooh, now I am mad.

You'll show me this every vegetable,

we covered with muckoo 82, and from the middle of it mine.

Unless the toxic crusaders come up with an antidote.

You know, I'm really sick of you.

Would you like to never stop him?

We're not done yet.

What's that? Pepper.

Oh, no.

I hate that pepper.

Ready.

Hurrah!

Followed in his mind.

Next up, the world!

Give it all your gut, buddy! Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh.

Uh-huh!

Who else? It's okay.

What's that?

What's that?

What's this?

It looks like Ana does to me.

Oh, no! Yes, yes.

Yes.

Oh, man!

You did it, no, Zaw.

You saved the vegetables.

Even the broccoli.

It's me!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

I hope everyone likes their vegetables well done.

I hate those toxic procedures.

Now that you're a toxic crusader, what do we call you?

Well, I'm fender.

I'm fender.

Gee, that kind of confused it.

We need just one day for both of you.

Oh! That's it.

We'll call you headbanger.

Why?

I do ask the moment it's in hand.

It's so hard to produce and bring incalions from the planet's smogula.

We'll be arriving to take over to all of you.

I must have eaten just suitable landing site for my fellow smogulons.

Any suggestions, may I growdy?

Well, what about the true reveal of folks home?

Its basis, convenient.

And you can walk to the supermarket.

Smogulons don't have feet.

They have little wheels.

That's even better.

All the curbs at the home have wheelchair reps.

Yeah, boss.

In the old cases, it'd be a sense to throw out.

The bone head is right.

I remember how easy it was to throw my own demother out of the house.

She weighs practically nothing.

I only get.

Cycle.

Feel the spray tanks with pollution solution.

Bone head.

Take up a tune of radiation ranges and toss those old dovers off the property.

Yeah.

And you said there was no friend's benefits to this job.

I'm worried, boss.

Like what if the toxic crusader's mom has

to be friends with one of those old biddies?

And she calls on the toxic crusaders to help.

And he and his fellow mutant creatures kick butt on our radiation ranges.

What a preposterous idea.

No wonder they call you psycho.

That's it.

Keep the line moving.

We've got a dozen more vans to fill before.

Blah.

Lunch break.

Oh, may I growdy?

You can't do this.

I can do anything I want.

I'm his honor.

The man.

But some of my best friends are moldy old days.

Look, lady.

This is a fish of city business.

So, but out.

Oh, and that's, of course.

You are a registered party falter.

You know.

In which case, have a little leftover jelly donut?

I'll never be that hungry.

You'll pay for this.

Even if I didn't.

I'm telling my son the superhero on you.

Radiation ranges here in Trowelville?

Cutting away all the old folks in moving vans?

Yeah, and they're not even using the kind with those heavy pads.

Fellas, it's time for us to dish out a little justice.

Toxic crusader style.

All right.

Excellent notion, talks, man.

We're the toxic crusaders.

We're the toxic crusaders.

We're the toxic crusaders.

We're the toxic crusaders.

We're the toxic crusaders.

We're the toxic crusaders.

We're the toxic crusaders.

Boys, they're always fighting and kicking and punching.

Why couldn't I have had a little girl?

Come on, mold the people.

Move it.

Yeah, pretend like you're going to be the ingredients you've been.

That'll be just about enough of us.

Who said that? We did.

The toxic crusaders.

In the hideous leader formed and mutilated flesh.

Come on, bozels.

Let's rumble.

That means fight.

I know that.

I may be psycho, but I'm not stupid.

Radiation ranges.

Front and center.

Yeah!

It's okay, guys.

This is all of me.

Hey, you would see you mutilated mold.

I'm trying that on me.

I'll handle this.

Yeah!

Well, why don't you guys do one?

You're going on a little space ride, man.

Ready to peel?

Three, two, one stop! Don't worry.

Those awful people won't be bothering you anymore.

Is that a parole miss?

Cross my hideously deformed heart.

Ooh.

Toxic crusaders.

To thank you for rescuing us and protecting the environment.

We've prepared a special celebration dinner.

Cold, Daddy-O.

I'm in Mami-O.

We're serving powder eggs with mashed potatoes and for dessert.

Some grain crackers dunked in hot cocoa.

If you need 'em, I'll even donate my extra set of teeth to chew it with.

Well, my stomach just did a full gainer.

Sometimes you'll really embarrass me.

It sounds mighty tempting, but we hideously

deformed creatures of superhuman size and strength

have to avoid rich foods in order to maintain our fighting edge.

I would like the teeth, though.

They come in handy for pulling pins out of hand grenades.

Once again, those toxic crusaders have destroyed my best lead plans.

I told you so.

No, then, what? I mean, wow.

What an unexpected turn of events.

Now, how can I get rid of those mentally new things?

Well, I carry out my plan.

What about an all-expense-paid vacation on a tropical island?

I have it!

We'll offer them an all-expense-paid vacation on a tropical island.

What a tropical island!

Why this tropical island, of course!

It's nice of the post office to send this stuff Airmail.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

What may a man in his right mind would end for this?

Um, you're right.

Brain and snow and glue, but that is good thing.

But tops it smudged to forget it.

Congratulations!

You're the lucky winner of an all-expense-paid vacation at Club Fred!

Oh, wow.

Totally triumphant, man.

Hopefully be vacation.

Bender, your sound is.

What are the odds of four hide-as-the-the-form creatures of superhuman sizes strike?

I'll win in the same contest.

It's got to be at least 11 to one.

We better start packing our meter belongings.

They've taken the reins.

The constant crusaders don't know it.

But for them, Club Fred will soon turn out to be... Club Dead!

It's miserable palm trees!

Is that all the foliage you could find?

Hey, don't blame us, boss!

Palm trees don't grow on trees, you know?

The toxic crusaders will be arriving this afternoon.

We must disguise this island to look like a Club Fred! Trust me, boss.

Those poses are so stupid.

They won't even know their difference.

I don't know, Chief.

What if every trick we pull on them back for us?

Because they're sweet nature innocence protects them.

And we end up getting clobbered instead.

Are you starting it again? Just a thought.

Forget I said anything.

They like us.

They really like us.

It's something we superheroes must learn to live with.

Oh, Toxio, miss you so. Give me a hug, you big lugs.

A hug, you bad.

I simply milking you hold me.

Sort of like those plastic flowers, you brought me?

Why, Cole? They sent us our own personal hovercraft.

Why, boss? Why, boss?

Always wear green arms away.

You never know where you'll get robbed of a light of gold con!

Welcome to the place.

Our own driving blue island.

We serve at Kristin Bay.

We go, you go home smiling.

Hmm.

Very sad to be familiar about those two guys.

I've got a nose for those things.

Hold on.

This is no tropical resort.

It's Island City.

What fire scheme must talk to kill him up up to this time?

The scheme.

No scheme, but honest.

He decided to go time share condo with the place.

Some kind of tax shelter.

And speaking of shelters.

Where do you guys see your luxurious suite?

Well, what do you think?

This is a luxury suite?

A radioactive chemical container in the middle of

an oozing swamp, bubbling with poisonous gases?

We wanted you to feel at home.

Then look at the way that glows.

You won't have to leave a light on when you go out.

And believe me, we intend to go out on a lot!

Huh?

Swounded!

While we were off enjoying our Club Fred vacation,

a stranger appeared in Traumaville, who was a rival with change our life forever.

Hello there!

You must be the toxic crusaders, ma'am!

I can see the resemblance.

Well, you have your nerve!

Dye-y-y-y!

I only meant it in a nice sense!

Oh! Well, in that case, thank you!

Yeah, I'm looking for your son.

He's away at a Club Fred resort enjoying a well-deserved vacation.

Uh-huh, try again another time.

You've been real kind.

Oh, and one more thing.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Stay off my lawn!

Satsaw, satsaw!

Okay, well said.

This is really going to blow those toxic crusaders away.

You're just in time!

You've become out!

You're on a test!

Come on over here!

What's up?

Oh, we want to take a picture of you guys!

Epic notion!

Maybe later, we could have it blown up.

You don't even have to wait.

You can be blown up right now.

What a strange-looking camera!

Hmm.

And insta-blastic.

I think I've heard of them.

It's one of those 35-millimeter jobs.

Right, a 35-millimeter cannon.

But first, let's take a snapshot of you fellas.

No, don't!

Stop!

That's it!

Wave!

No way!

Stop!

Boy, these new cameras sure don't like it if you move.

Sorry to disturb you, folks, but how do I get to Club Fred?

Don't be afraid.

I don't bite.

You see, my tail is wagging.

Maybe these people know.

Hey, fellas, I'm looking for a club named Fred.

Is it this way?

Or is it that way?

I wouldn't get a bird girl to get a break around here.

You guys won't really enjoy this.

It's called who in surfing.

Bye-bye! What a joke.

Those dumb-dumb don't know it.

But they're headed straight for 10 times of nuclear explosives.

What do you need? Ha! I'm Chad.

But, uh.

Okay.

I'm 25.

And you ain't five.

All right.

We got 'em this time.

Yeah, I'm looking for the toxic crusader.

What's happening?

What's happening?

What's happening?

What's happening?

What's happening?

What's happening?

What's happening? I don't know.

Something's pulling us away.

Uh-oh.

Let's move.

What is it?

What is it?

What is it doing?

What is it doing?

What is it doing?

Get out of here!

Get out of here!

It's bonehead and psycho!

I told you there was something familiar about those guys.

We'd better go tell Kilmer about this.

No need to, you dipsticks.

Doctor Kilmer for really knows.

I don't know who you are, but thanks.

The name's Junkyard.

Us hideously deformed critters have to help one another in this crazy world of ours.

So tell us.

How did you become hideously deformed?

Do we have time for a flashback? I'm sure.

It'll take Kilmer for a while to come up with a new scheme to destroy us.

It happened some time ago.

It was a dark and stormy night.

Man, how come old dogs start their stories the same way?

I didn't finish under.

Speak, Junkyard.

No, no, I didn't speak.

Oh.

Well, like I was saying, it was a dark and stormy night.

I was working the night shift at the Junkyard.

That's me on the right.

When this hobo crawled in to keep dry.

The toxic ooze had fused us together.

I was now half-bow-wow and half-bombed.

Now that I could read, I discovered newspapers

were good for more than just how straining puppies.

I ran about trauma-filled.

The town where all of hideously deformed creatures

of superhuman size and strength seem to end up.

Well, you finished that flashback just in time.

Look what's coming.

A puggle-ups attack helicopters.

And look over there.

Radiation ranges.

As a former military man, I'd say we're surrounded.

Tuxick crusaders.

Let's fight for decency and honor.

We could really use some heroic music about now.

That's more like it.

What has four wheels and flies?

And a Michael Abscovitz truck.

A tree! I need a tree!

That's not what you're thinking.

Repeat after me.

I, junkyard, promised to obey all the rules of the toxic crusaders.

I, junkyard, promised to obey all the rules of the toxic crusaders.

And to stay off the furniture.

And to stay off the furniture.

Hey! Just fooling.

Hurray, for junkyard!

Hurray, for junkyard!

And this will be your own special house.

Gosh!

What?

I got so much to learn from you guys.

Meanwhile, across the Bay and Island City, our

old enemy Kilomoff was welcoming some visitors from his hometown planet, Smallgula.

Up left, Alaran.

No, no.

Left Alaran.

You're coming in too low.

Watch your altitude.

Watch your trim tap.

Watch out! Really, Cooper.

I wish you'd pay more attention to the signals.

Hey, roll there for a common rap rap.

I'm a daughter of a Tsar, remember?

Ugh.

How could I forget? I'm a kid.

Not someone!

Tell me how this stupid thing.

Allow me, Princess Gerpa.

Who are you?

Who are you?

I'm Dr Kilomoff.

You're heaviness.

I'm a highness.

Welcome to Planet Earth.

Kilomoff, I expect you to look after my little girl during her visit here.

Understood?

You mean you're a staining your Zarship?

Believe me, this planet is in big enough for both of us.

I believe you.

Well, I'll be holographing off now, Papa.

Then fate took a strange twist.

He'd all started in the troll reveal mall, where Princess

Gerpa was fighting the recession single handedly.

Ain't you finished shopping yet, Princess Gerpa?

These boxes are heavy!

What a couple of wins.

Quit complaining and join a gym.

This royal princess is a royal pain.

That's your railroad.

Oh, that would look darling in me.

I wonder if it comes in close.

That wonder if it comes in pulling.

Let's see.

I want that one and that one and that one and that one and especially that one.

Who is that magnificent creature?

You mean that he needs to lead the form creature of superhuman size and strength?

That's the one.

What a fuck!

You will forget it.

That's toxic.

And he's already got a girlfriend.

Not anymore, he doesn't.

What Gerpa wants, Gerpa gets.

This next scene is kind of embarrassing because it's all about how cute I am.

So if you don't mind, I'm not going to watch it.

Kill him up.

I just met the man of my dreams.

He's Lynn, he's me, and he's kind of green.

He sounds, uh, most attractive.

Stalking about toxic paws.

Look, I want to marry him and I want you to arrange it for me.

I'm sorry, Princess Gerpa.

I'm a ruthless villain, not a marriage broker.

You're absolutely right, boss.

Besides, what has something happened that the last minute of the screw up the wedding

and as far as Zoster ended up matter that you didn't ever?

Psycho, you babbling idiots.

Why must you always give away the plot? Sorry, Doc.

I guess it's like biting my nail.

I can't stop.

Meanwhile, back at the dump, our shack sweet

shack was visited by a mysterious guy in a cave.

Whoever he was, he was a heavy smoker.

Hello? Hello yourself.

I'd like to show you what's in this suitcase.

Sorry, he thought you were a fuller brushman trying to sell me a new mob.

Couldn't the idiot see if it's me, Dr.

Kiliman? Are we alone?

It's just you and me in about seven million viewers.

Good, because I have some slides I'd like to show you.

I hope they're not baby pictures.

I get all gushy inside.

Have to see these. You'll be all gushy outside too.

This is a Smogulin Muck missile range 2000 like years.

This is Traumaville before.

This is Traumaville after.

How disgusting.

What can I do to keep this from happening?

There's only one way.

It's our sister has a daughter named Gerpa.

Gerpa thinks you're a total hunk.

Gerpa wants to marry you.

Gerpa?

Now make your choice.

Either you marry Gerpa, for Traumaville is completely buried in garbage.

Which will it be?

I guess I'll have to make this a preem sacrifice.

After all, I'm an environmental superhero.

What can I say, but... Oh, I'll marry Princess Gerpa.

Now that I agreed to marry Gerpa, I figured it was time I broke the news to her.

Princess Gerpa, would you marry me?

Oh, why? This is so sudden.

I had no idea you were going to propose.

Have we met?

I'm Toxie, a hideously deformed creature of

superhuman size and strength, and all around nice guy.

Please say you'll be mine.

What girl could resist that you're a manic proposal?

The answer is, ouch!

Watch it with those pins yet!

Cluck them up, paleo, I got great!

Now, what were we discussing? Oh, yeah.

I'm marrying you.

The answer is, yes, yes, yes, yes!

When Mayor Grody found out I was going to marry Princess Gerpa, he got real upset.

Why should I be the only one?

Imagine Toxie and some overweight cockroach getting married.

Ew, how soundly grow.

It just gives me the shivers.

Yeah, you think a cockroach would have better taste.

She should have picked you and said, "Then you could become the ruler of Flowgula

once upon the sword, kick the bucket!"

Which would probably be the same day he found

out his daughter was marrying the crooked mayor.

What a great idea!

I'm surprised you thought of it.

Yeah, me too.

Meanwhile, on the planet's smogula,

Tsar's soster decided to reach out and touch Dr. Gilemon.

He waited till six o'clock when the wraith were lower.

Then he called him up holographically.

I like friends, but that's a killer mob!

I like friends, but that's a killer mob!

You wish to see me, your royal high and mightiness?

Yes.

I was gonna visit progressing.

Friendly are soster.

I was just about to call you,

but I was waiting till after six when the reeds are lower.

The toxic crusader has asked for your daughter's hands in marriage.

All four of them, and she's accepted.

What?

He did a grampa, married to the toxic crusader.

No, no, your Zarship.

You're not losing a daughter.

You're gaining a mob wielding toxic leader's figure to two wearing mutant.

I never thought of it that way.

Besides, with toxic on our side,

we'll be able to invade from a hill without any resistance.

Excellent, I'll make the wedding arrangements immediately.

The next part was really tough.

I had to break off my hot and heavy romance with Yvonne.

What? Hello, Toxie.

My woman's intuition tells me that our hot and heavy romance is over.

Boy, I could never fool you about anything.

Oh, Toxie.

And I thought we had something special.

We did, but something bigger came between us.

Grupa.

It's either marry her or see our beloved Traumaville completely buried in garbage.

Yeah, great big on selfish blood, yeah.

I could kiss you for that.

Please Yvonne, you're not making this any easier.

Hey, forget that, please plant Bimbo.

You belong to me now.

Like this song says, when a lovely flame succumbs, Smoke gets in your lungs.

Meanwhile, Dr. Killumov was cooking up another of his evil double crosses.

This wedding ceremony will be the perfect chance for a political coup.

What's a coup?

A coup?

A coup?

A coup?

A coup means an overthrow.

Once our social is here on earth, you two will grab him.

And throw him over?

Well, I like to win stuff like that.

And then I will become the new rule of succulent.

But what is our zosters brand-new son-in-law taxi?

Defense's brand-new family and cleans our clock.

I have a good time for your psycho babble.

I have a coup to pursue.

When toxic was stolen by Grupa, my heart made a sound like a purple.

A gut-wrenching ball.

Who?

The party of art?

Her heart is breaking.

Oh, I miss him!

Not to mention our mirrors.

That brings us soon.

I'm a character of 56 years of bad luck.

Troops, we've got to do something to cheer up the little lady.

It's as plain as the nose on nose on space.

What Yvonne needs is a new main squeeze.

Great! Who are we going to get to date her?

Hallelujah!

Oh, not you, Blobby.

Some of her own species.

I know.

We all take her out.

Wolf that you'd kind of crowded?

I bet they'd all of us it was.

We'll take her out one at a time.

It wasn't easy watching my best buddies romancing my best girl.

The first lucky stiff was junkyard.

Jump, Yvonne.

The picnic was a simply lovers idea.

And all this time, I thought you had nothing but a hound dog.

I'm a must of many moods, Yvonne.

Permit me to dispose of your chicken bones.

Can I get you anything else?

Maybe a shovel?

Yvonne had just enough time to wash your hair and take a flea bath

before a movie matinee date with headbanger.

Attack of the zombie surfers.

Nonsense, Yvonne is much too intellectual for copies like that.

We'll see Permitium on parade.

Zombie surf, Permitium on parade!

Permitium on parade!

Go ahead and go!

Hang on!

Don't take it!

Don't take this tool!

Don't take this tool!

While all this dating was going on, Dr. Kilmeroff was

going over his latest dirty scheme to bone head and cycle.

Now here's the plan.

Bone head and cycle.

Grab the end of his scroll and run.

What's this thing, boy?

A giant roll of super sticky fly paper.

I plan the traps are those for in it and make him bend to my wheel.

Yeah, that's a really poggy.

No, no, no!

Major disaster, nature lover that he is, took

Yvonne for a romantic stroll under the trees.

Yvonne, your eyes are the color of Kentucky Bluegrass just after it's been fertilized.

I made a disaster.

You sweet talk at you.

Oh, look at those gorgeous bananas.

Would you like one?

That's easy!

Yo, banana tree!

We'll have a ripe one to go!

He looks like a good one.

One good thing about this date.

At least I won't have to take another bear.

Give him off time time time time time time time time time

time time time time time time time time time time time time

In case, maybe I could sneak you in.

Oh, you won't regret it sir.

It will be a lovely ceremony.

It had better me.

And welcome back, Doc.

How is the trip?

Excellent!

That loaded bug walked right into my trap.

Soon you lungheads will be looking at the new saw and smogula.

There was only one man in all of Traumaville

who was jealous of my upcoming nuptials.

You guessed it, Mayor Grody.

He still had hopes of marrying Gerpa himself

and becoming SARS Solister's son-in-law.

Finally, he saw his big moment.

What is it, Gerpa?

Look, frozen yogurt!

I'm really into health foods!

Which flavor do you want?

All of them!

Oh, hey, what's this surprise bridle shower?

I hope it's where all of your everyone brings a dash.

All they had left was broccoli.

She's gone.

There's something so spacious about this.

It's not like Gerpa to run off when there's food on the way.

Uh-oh, my trauma times are kicking in.

It's those tire tracks.

There's something evil about them.

I'll just bet there's some connection between them and my missing bridle feed.

Are we in the bridle shower already?

Oh, is that private you are smell?

Just bring me half a cow!

I will leave round for dessert!

Santa!

Oh, you must be the maelstripper!

No!

I'm the true love of your life.

Can't you see?

We're two of a time!

Forget toxic!

Matty me!

I'm bugs about you!

Yeah, well, you've won me over mysterious stranger.

What girl could recess since you're romantically dashing approach?

Take me!

I'm yours!

No!

Doesn't be just a little fooling you realize.

Nothing happened.

What's going on here?

Uh, toxic, fat, clush, you're here!

This horrible thing!

Try to take advantage of my girl's innocence!

And worse than that, he stole Mayor Grody's limousine!

Just take that, you beast!

It's some kind of weird Martian creature.

I'll take care of him.

You, Scott, go back to your own planet.

All my great lucky girl!

I am the luckiest girl in the entire universe!

Finally, the big day arrived.

Along with a small, um, wedding party.

Actually, I was pretty impressed.

Are you with the grooms family or the bride? Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't notice your mandible.

Meanwhile, in his island city penthouse,

Dietrich Kilomoff was about to put his vicious scheme into action.

All right, man.

I'm about to put my vicious scheme into action.

He's never necko in here.

Nah.

You're just hearing things.

Hearing things.

Hearing things.

Round up the radiation ranges and wait for my signal!

You write, Bart!

I can't wait to return to the planet's smuggler as their new leader!

Best of all, the TV reception is so much better there.

Deal it, beloved.

Let the wedding ceremony begin!

Hit it!

Hit it!

And I'm surprised and will so happy, but I feel so cute!

'Cause while they're lost when they're honey,

I'll sit all alone in my grandfiddle room.

I guess I'm sure the life of the new mother.

Until they put me in my jaw!

Oh, no, no, no, no!

Do you, Princess Gerpa, take this hideously deformed creature

of superhuman size and strength to be your awfully wedded husband?

You bet your antennae, do.

And do you? Tuxing.

Take this incredibly gorgeous specimen of womanhood for your woof.

I mean, what?

What are my choices again?

He does already!

Now get on with it!

I'm starved!

If there's anyone present who sees any reason why these two

should not be joined in marriage, let him speak now.

Offer ever, keep a lid out!

I hate to interrupt this touching scene, but I'm about to overthrow our soaster.

He'll just take a second.

Get the day!

Sex!

Kill him up, you big buddy!

Just send me the bill!

Tuxing Crusaders, it's clean up time!

That's all I've needed to hear!

Hey, fellas!

Have some punch!

It's a knockout!

What's this, pussies, mom?

It's called lawn bowling.

Who, boy?

You got a perfect strike!

Someone give me out of here!

Got a royal command!

Don't worry, future father-in-law.

I'll handle this.

You're letting me help you to your feet, or whatever those things are.

Son, in exchange for freeing us,

I'm postponing the mock missile attack on trauma theater.

Do next Tuesday.

Gosh, had I thought you were a bad guy? I am.

You just happened to catch me on an off date.

Why do these things always happen to me?

I'll get you for this, kill him up!

You can run, but you cannot hide!

Hey!

Sorry about the interruption, Gerpa.

We can get on with the wedding now.

Forget it sits for brains.

I decide to marry someone else.

This is a famous chef who'll get yuck.

We have so much in common.

Come on, Wolfie.

Let's go back to Smogula and get to know each other

over four or five dozen of your famous pizzas.

A diggity dot!

Now you won't have to marry that bow out Gerpa.

Yvonne, did you hear the good news?

Gerpa dumped me.

I'm all yours.

That's the best news I've had to my last tunnel checkup.

Doesn't that wedding cake give you some ideas? It sure does.

Wouldn't it be a shame to let it go to waste? It sure would.

Come on, guys.

Child's eyes!

Hurry, hurry!

Come on, see you guys!

Hurry, hurry!

Hurry!

Hurry, hurry!

Hurry, hurry!

Come with me, darling.

I'll make you a night ball of multiple moves.

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