All language subtitles for The Suite Life on Deck s02e26 Starship Tipton

Yeah, so then I snuck into the pump room
and turbocharged the wave pool.

Yeah, that wasn't funny.

You know, Mosby's gonna be ticked. Oh,
please, he'll never figure out it was

Zachary Martin!

I think Mosby figured it out.

Zachary Martin!

Yeah, I think that Mosby figured it out,
too.

along with me let's head out to see what
this world has for you and for me

now bitch that way the wind blows we say
hey ho let's go oh oh oh this boat's

rocking oh oh oh ain't no stopping us
now cause we're living this sweet life

What is going on here?

There are two moments. One was bad
enough.

I must annihilate Zachary Martin.

Been there.

I don't know who or what you are, but
you will have to annihilate me first.

Understood. Programming updated.

was in his boxers. I didn't. I just like
pants on people.

guidance, Chip.

By the way, are all of your vital
systems accessed through your rear?

Give me that!

You better tell us why you're here if
you ever want to stop walking like my

Uncle Dobbs.

He was kicked by a mule, and struck by
lightning, and run over by a tractor.

Uncle Dobbs is not a lucky man.

I am from 500 years in the future, sent
by the crew of the starship Tipton.

Zack's descendant, Zerk, has pulled a
prank that has put all of mankind...

danger. So you're the first in a long
line of hooligans. Well, no surprise

there.

This is boring.

Put his chippy thing back in so he and
Mosby can wrestle again.

Zerk's prank disabled our spacecraft's
controls, and now we're hurtling toward

Anterian space, the most horrible place
in the universe.

Why? No good shopping?

One tiny mall and no play area for the
kids.

Violation of Anterian space would be
considered an Act of war, and zillions

people in the future will die.

Oh, well, bummer.

Hey, thanks for visiting. Here's a
smoothie for the road.

I cannot leave until I annihilate you,
so that Zerk will never be born and his

prank will never happen.

Look, I agree that annihilating Zack
will solve many, many problems.

But there has to be another solution.

Well, I got nothing. Nice to know you,
Zack.

your starship and get you guys back on
course.

According to the history banks, Cody
Martin does have seven Nobel Prizes in

physics and nanomechanics. Yes.

What about me? How many Nobel Prizes
does Bailey Pickett have?

Eight. What?

Four piece.

Oh, I thought they were the real kind.

Given your abilities, I'm willing to
take you into the future and let you try

fix the situation.

Perhaps your friends can help too. That
sounds so cool.

Fine. But you're putting this chip back
in yourself.

Now, stand on the temporal portal.

starship Tipton. Wow, this looks a lot
like our ship. That is because the

of all Tipton vessels was inspired by
the SS Tipton.

Fascinating. This ship must be enclosed
by some invisible force field to keep in

the oxygen.

Precisely. Just don't fart. We have no
place for those things to go.

Now he tells me.

future, not the past.

Well, did you ever think that maybe the
dinosaurs disappeared because they went

into the future?

I can honestly say that I haven't. All
right, let's fix this puppy.

Wait! If my programmers see me with
people from your time, they will realize

did not complete my mission, and I will
be recycled into a waffle iron.

They've got waffles in the future?

Yes!

Waffles!

What are we supposed to do? We don't
exactly blend in.

I have an idea.

Man, I like these outfits.

Speak for yourself.

The guys in red always get killed.

See?

Note to self. Do not open airlocks
without gravity boots.

Assuming they have butts.

Zack, do not let your emotions control
you.

We must approach this conflict
logically.

Now, what exactly happened to the ship's
guidance system?

Zerk altered our trajectory for planet
Bikini.

Oh, that's my boy.

I hope you grounded him. Sort of the
opposite. We set him adrift in the cold

darkness of space where no one can hear
him scream.

Mission accomplished. Target
neutralized.

But we are still on course for Anterian
space.

Why has the timeline not changed?

Sometimes there's a lag.

An hour, maybe two. I don't know. Could
be a week.

Curious. Your vocal subroutines seem out
of phase.

I'm going to take you in for some
diagnostics.

peek around here somewhere.

Nope.

Deep box.

Help!

Help!

Of course I'll help.

First, I'll pull out the language module
and...

I've been left back a few times.

I don't think rich people should have to
go to school.

So, you're rich too?

You don't recognize me?

Don't you upload the tabloid modules
into your neural link port?

Okay, I don't understand most of what
people tell me in my time, so I really

no shot at this.

The impulse engines are powered by a
fusion -based crystalline reactor.

Wow. You don't check your email for 500
years and your inbox really fills up.

Spam. Spam. Spam. Oh, earn big money
from home.

Oh, look. The captain must be going to
the little astronaut's room.

Incident.

You have lovely antennae.

Flattery will get you nowhere.

But thank you.

Perhaps if I reroute power from
secondary systems through the warp core?

right, all right, you've had your
chance. It's my turn.

Zack, I don't think you really
comprehend the complexities of particle

acceleration.

Hey, I did something.

Yeah, you doubled our speed towards
Antarian space.

You put the entire human race that much
closer to total annihilation.

Cody's log.

Galactic time, 43 .6 grown -on. Thanks
to my brother, Zach, we are speeding

towards Antarian space and our doom.
Most of the crew, including the captain,

have abandoned ship, leaving the
starship Tipton in our hands.

It's not working!

Hi,

guys. I want you to meet my really great
grandson.

Isn't he adorable?

Come on, not in front of the crew.

dude's gonna make a picnic out of us.

Maybe we should try diplomacy.

After all, I do have eight Nobel Peace
Prizes.

Fake wordless category.

Hail the enemy.

What now?

I was taking my pre -annihilation
shower.

I can't destroy all of mankind.

Of course I can.

I have this button.

I mean, you shouldn't. Why not?

Humans are an ugly and disgusting race.

Yeah, so they do with hairy feelers and
a slime pouch.

Look, maybe we seem ugly to you, but we
have so much to offer the universe.

Art, culture, music.

Music?

What is this music?

Little Little?

Is that supposed to be a humorous name,
like calling a bald guy Curly or a short

guy Stretch?

The metal in your arm seems to have lost
molecular integrity.

This thing is like mush.

Perhaps you should let me go so I can
head off to the robot gym.

Oh, nonsense.

We can just replace it now.

Second opinion.

Now, where is my eyeball scoop?

Where is the eyeball scoop, kid?

Cody's log.

Galactic time, 43 .98 chronons. In two
Earth minutes, we will cross into

Antarian space.

Luckily, I have extensive knowledge of
both astrophysics and space telemetry.

Zach's log.

Hurry up, dipstick. We're down to one
minute.

I jury -rigged a warp field generator to
create a small tear in the space -time

continuum, which should form a wormhole,
allowing us to jump instantaneously

over Antarian space.

And yet you can't hit a wiffle ball off
a tee.

Hey, guys! Can you take a picture of me
and my grandson?

Granny's taking me to the zoo tomorrow.

Kids under 75, get in!

Blown to bits today.

We're not going to get blown to bits
when I connect the last wire.

I'm just not sure if it should be the
red one or the black one.

Duh. Black.

It goes with everything.

Wait, wait, wait. No, no, no.

Did I do it?

No, but you did turn on the left turn
signal.

Prepare? Okay, but I'm going to need a
few hours to wash my hair.

Galactic time, 50 .05 chronon.

Despite having entered Anterian space,
all seems calm.

Perhaps the aliens have had a change of
heart?

Ow! Break that sky or we're all gonna
die!

Serves you right, suckers.

Ow! Stupid lasers!

No batteries!

Oh.

I see.

You're not a robot.

But you are cute.

And since we're about to be
disintegrated...

Oh! Whoa!

Quiet!

We've got to get out of here.

We can go to our family ski lodge on
Pluto.

your ship.

Prepare to be boarded.

Prepare? Okay, but I'm going to need
some time to tidy up a little bit. Stop

Expression. We went over this. The point
is we're coming after we pack a lunch.

Well, good job, Zach.

Not only did you mess up the future, but
you managed to drag us into it. Hey, I

don't see any of your descendants here
helping.

Oh, wait. Maybe that's because nobody
wanted to have kids with you.

We're about to become space

Galactic time, little hand eight, big
hand two.

Thanks to me, the remaining Anterians
have surrendered and were headed home.

Oh, my dear.

I'm certainly going to miss you.

Is there any chance you can come back
with me?

I'd love to, but I can't risk the great
asteroid Armageddon of 2018.

birthday check grandma's gonna miss you
hope you do when i'm gone for starters

i'm going to the spa note

to self cancel birthday

check see that's what it gets for
wearing red

I think I finally figured out this
temporal portal. So where do you guys

go? Ancient Greece?

Shakespearean England?

Ho!

and save the entire human race.

Is all of this just a long -winded way
for you to tell me you didn't do your

homework? Yeah, pretty much.

Okay, I should give you an F, but I will
give you a D, since, in your little

fantasy, you gave me two boyfriends.

One of them hurled himself out of the
space lock.

mischievous ways or one day your
descendants might really be set adrift

cosmos