Original subtitles

DR. CHIMPSKY: Ten, nine, eight -

Ah, Rocket Monkeys!

* They're Rocket Monkeys, Monkeys in space *

* They try to be heroes, but they're easy to replace *

* They're not the brightest, they're not the best *

* They're not the coolest, they also have bad breath *

* Rocket Monkeys, Rocket Monkeys *

* Rocket Monkeys, Oo oo ooh *

* Give them a mission, they'll do their best *

* The best is relative, don't you forget *

* Rocket Monkeys!

Go Monkeys!

So this is where the vintage bananas are kept!

Is that a '47 Chateau Banane?

Ooh, a '62 Bananie du Bananaise?

I wanna taste 'em all!

GUS: Not so fast.

As you know, I'm a bit of a bananaphile.

There's a certain method.

You have to get to know the banana.

For instance, this one is from

the Teeny Weenie Purple Polka Dot Banini Dimension.

Not so teeny-weeny.

GUS: Voila!

[Sniffing, nibbling, gargling]

A symphony of flavourishiousness!

Ah, is that a hint of...

Rosewood? Perhaps apricot?

Maybe banana I guess...

Indeed.

Please monkeys, not in the monitor!

ANNOUNCER: We interrupt whatever you monkeys are doing

for this fast-breaking news...

It's Banana-Man!

I, Lord Peel,

have an announcement of huge significance.

In the past I have said that I am NOT a banana...

[Variations on "I am not a banana!"]

Well, luckily, I'm not a banana.

Do you remember him saying that?

It doesn't ring a ding dong.

LORD PEEL: It doesn't matter!

Today, I'm coming forward...

because it's time to tell the truth about myself...

Banana sweats!

Mmm...

The truth is...

I AM a banana!

There! I've said it!

React as you will!

Bored! Yawnsville!

Anyhoo, to commemorate my truth-telling,

I'm throwing a HUGE Banana Day Parade!

B-b-b-banana Day Parade!

* [Singing marching tune, playing instruments] *

WALLY: Come on, Gus, faster!

We're gonna be late!

I have to say, Lord Peel is a brave super-villain.

Accepting who you really are takes courage.

I remember when I did it myself...

Gah! GUS: It's Banana Day!

Shame on you for wasting our time with your robot memories.

Wally, make with the beans!

C'mon, girl, just a little more!

Squeeze one out!

YAY-OK: Remember, gentlemens, be sensitive.

Lord Peel is in a delicate emotional state.

Try not to monkey it up.

I want to eat his head!

Dibs on the peel!

MONKEYS: Banana house!

LORD PEEL: Hello, boys!

It's your Banana-Man!

*

Classic case of over-compensation.

I credit you, darling soul-crushing monkeys,

for giving me the relentless push

I needed to discover my true self.

You like?

You're wasting your time.

My monkeys are getting their chew on.

Fine!

I'll explain my evil plan to someone

who appreciates genuine evilness!

You!

First off, I am NOT a banana.

It is but a clever ruse

whereby I trick those horrible monkeys

into marching to their deaths in a freakish,

yet satisfying Banana Day Parade "accident".

Who ya talking to, Peelie Weelie?

Just my event coordinator.

Let the Parade begin!

Yay!

* Don't be afraid,

* you've got it made!

* Everyone on board

* for the Banana Day Parade! *

* I'm a banana!

* You're a banana!

* We're all bananas

* at the Banana Day Parade! *

Giddyup boys!

Show me your banana pride!

Pull!

Hey, Banana boy,

I'm just a robot here!

[Grunting and panting]

Who knew a Banana Day Parade would be such hard work!

Faster, boys!

C'mon, let me see those knees!

So close!

One more verse!

Monkeys, sing!

* I'm a banana!

* He's a banana!

* That's a banana!

* We're all bananas

* at the Banana Day Parade! *

WALLY: Can we have a water break?

Yes! I've finally destroyed those rotten rocket monkeys!

Oh, bliss!

Hmm?

Bolts!

Phew.

Monkeys, aim for the robo-bot pillow.

Banana-man sure knows how to throw a parade!

Well lookie what done fell in my life!

Two furry bananas.

Which one do I marry first?!

[Monkeys shouting "Me!" repeatedly]

You two's cuter than a bag a bunnies!

Well smack my peel and call me bruised!

You ain't no bananas!

Why so sad, Miss Banana?

Mah Granny Bananie always said...

Banana-Lee, one day the banana of yer dreams

is gonna fall straight into yer arms'.

Aaah! Oof!

Thank you, Granny Bananie!

Any time...

Look at you, you little hunky banana!

Let me give you a little love from Banana-Lee...

Excuse me, Madam!

I am Lord Peel,

and I assure you, I am NOT a banana.

Typical. New bananas sometimes exhibit signs of regression.

He most certainly is a banana.

Totally a banana.

We're all bananas!

No, I am NOT!

You are so, Banana-Man! You said it yourself!

Initiating incriminating evidence mode...

["I am a banana!" in English, French, and German]

[Imitating TV test pattern noise]

But I was lying!

It was a trick to destroy the rocket monkeys.

Seriously!

I'm NOT a banana!

PAPPY: You sure do look like one to me!

That's mah Pappy,

and my half cousin-brother, Waynelle.

Dah, that's my name - Waynelle.

I gots myself four teefs.

One, two, four!

Ain't he the cutie

He is real purdy!

I permission you two to get all married up,

weddin' style!

What?! Married?

You done made this banana so happy!

LORD PEEL: There's been a mistake! Help!

True love...

* [Playing "Wedding March" on banjo] *

This can't be happening!

Yee-haw!

I plum loves a wedding you can spit at!

[Escalating orgy of expectoration]

Okay, that's enough with the !

Dearly beloved,

we are gathered here today to join this ladyfruit,

Banana-Lee,

and this recently declared banana gentlemans,

Lord Peel -

into a bunch.

Hey, Toaster!

My daughter don't want no fancy talk weddin'!

Gotcha, Backwoods.

Lord Peel, you dang banana-you,

you wanna hitch your wagon

to that cutie banana over there?

Just say "Yessum".

I have to get out of here!

But how?

How?!

Use your head, Peel!

Pappy, why ain't he sayin' "Yessum"?

Banana sweats!

I like what I'm lookin' at,

and my stomach likes what I'm thinkin' about...

Bingo!

Help!

The monkeys are attacking me!

Oh, help!

They're chewing on my appendages!

Oh, help!

Nobody chews on mah almost-hubby but me!

Granny Bananie,

we're gonna need some monkey-stompin' music!

*

Yeah! Crush them!

Come back here, you!

Get yer little monkey tails back here!

I'm gonna getcha! I'm gonna getcha!

Over here, Rocket Monkeys!

I will rescue you!

Dueling bananjos?

You're on, Grannie Bananie!

*

Wait!

I plum forgots it's my Wedding day!

Yoohoo, Peelie-Poo!

No! Chase the monkeys!

They attacked us bananas, remember?!

After them!

Enough! Has everyone forgotten what today is?

For shame, all of you!

Shame! Shame!

What day is it? It's Banana Day!

I beg you...

Honour the Banana Day song.

Remember its lyrics - So true, so moving!

"I'm a banana! You're a banana!

We're all bananas!"

The monkey's right!

I can't hide it no more.

I gots to tell the truth.

I ain't no banana!

Me 'n Granny ain't no bananas neither.

What?! This wedding is off!

If you're ain't bananas, what is you?

What we really is, is...

Banana-rangatangs!

Yay!

That makes us kinfolk!

[Cheering, whooping, hollering]

Now I gots threes teef...

Time for a family feast!

No, no, no, no!

I told you I'm not a banana!

Don't even think of it...

[Hungry shouting from others]

*

Ahh!

Doodah!

What did I tell you? Best crash ever.

How come you always get to crash the ship?

It's called years of professional experience.

Schools can't teach you skills like that.

Oh!

You saved my life!

Talky bird says what?

That crazed beast was going to pluck me.

Aah, he's just sleeping.

And you are...?

Some kind of chicken?

I'm not a chicken.

Let me give you a little hint.

* DOO-DAHHHHHHH

Are you a... sad excuse for a flamingo?

Ugly sparrow? Bizarre wren?

Ostrich that got punched in the face?

Weird looking nut Naked owl?

A bear? Are you a bear?

I am the rare and magical Doodah!

Yes.

And now, I have something rare and magical for you...

You know, we're cool.

Seriously, don't put yourself out.

But I must--

In return for saving my life,

I present you this.

Oh great. Thanks.

Just what we needed.

Oh, you'll want this...

It's an extremely valuable wish feather.

Now listen closely, this is how it works...

I wish for a banana!

Hey! What about me?

Where's my wish feather?

I'm the one who crashed the ship...

I don't normally do this,

but you clearly didn't understand how this works...

Desolation! Such oppression!

We're waiting.

Don't push me!

Here!

Don't waste it.

Hey, what do I look like, Wally?

It's not like I'm gonna say 'I wish for some measly banana'.

You're a dummy, just like me.

No fairsies! I want a do-over!

Forget it! Store's closed.

Finito. Consider yourself cut off!

Don't even think about it!

So you say this came from the very rare

and famously grouchy Doodah?

Hmm. Interesting.

I wish for a new bike.

I wish for a banana.

I want a smoking chicken.

I want a bag of whiskers.

I want a time-traveling horse.

I want legs that go on forever!

Uh, uh, uh, Gentelmens, let me stop you.

First off, you are wishing on non-wishy feathers.

Secondly, the only way to get more wishes

is to save the doodah's life again.

Okay, that's uh, tell ya gentlemens, a little bit creepy.

* Do-do-do-do doodah *

Roar! Menace!

Like the monster in the opening!

Just like him but some a little difference...

But a spaceship fell on you!

Yeah, no, that, uh,

that actually happens a lot on this show.

Never fear, magic chicken!

We'll save you again!

Come to me my darling!

Yeah-yeah, kisses are cheap.

Feather. Oh, right...

Your reward--

Take it, take it!

Just please, don't waste it.

Give us some credit!

We're highly evolved primates.

It's not like we're gonna...

Isn't he the cutiest?

I call him wishy!

* Do-do-do-do doodah *

That's me... Yoohoo!

Mr. Chicken? You should cross the road!

The only reason I would cross the road

would be to get to the other side.

Hilarious, wishing bird that I have never met before.

Please-stand-on-the-X.

For goodness sake, what are you talking about?

Wally! You were supposed to push him out of the way!

Look at me! I'm a shark!

Sharkie, sharkie, shark-shark!

Help! Help! Jungle shark attack!

Quick, hide in the cellar!

This is a cellar?

Shh! Hide!

Ah! Oh! Ee! Ow!

Stop it! That's it!

You want my feathers? Take them!

Take them all!

Just stop rescuing me!

BOTH: Jackpot!

Gentlemens!

What you have before you is a valuable gift.

You must only wish for what is of utmost importance.

A banana that poops more bananas!

A banana-shaped dog!

I wish for an extra tail!

Banana cozy.

Pie-stuffed pie.

And...I wish this monkey madness would stop.

ANNOUNCER: We now return to Rocket Monkeys

already in progress.

What? That's all I get?

A little bit of this thing.

You're kidding me, right?

Oh! It's a show about monkeys -

like that's never been done!

What about a talking compute-

Ok, Wally.

There's only one wish feather left.

To be fair, why don't I take it?

Well, I think it would be fair if I took it.

It's mine!

BOTH: Mine! MINE! MINE!

Gus... What?

It's mine! Mine!

Ah! You never let me have anything.

I wish you weren't my brother!

Whaddaya know? Problem solved.

Yoo-hoo!

Over here.

Whoa.

What's with the get

Uh, not bro, Wally.

Sister!

I can't be a girl monkey!

No arguments here.

You were barely passable as a boy monkey.

Maybe I did you a favour, Gustina.

I mean, girls are smart

and they're way better at sports than you ever were...

and they definitely smell nicer.

I do smell pretty.

And I don't mind these.

I don't know. It's a lot to process.

The hair, the clothes, the smell.

I'm gonna go make a stink and have a think.

All is well in Monkeytown.

Um... I wouldn't be so sure...

Wait for it...

give it one second there...

oh look at this, it's coming...

GUS: What in the--

Too many changes. You've gotta switch me back!

Okay, we gotta find bird-boy.

Wally, you search that way.

Yay-Ok, that way.

I'm the brains so I stay center.

Anyone got a problem with that?

Actually not me.

It's about time this cartoon had a strong female lead.

Wait! Is that him?

Nah. Just a naked chicken.

Put some clothes on, creep!

Wally, that is the doodah!

Well, don't just stand there!

Get me another wish!

And ask him how he keeps his skin so soft.

Heeey, bud! Long time, no see.

Pretty nice, uh, weather we're having, eh?

Still got a sun, so that's good.

Hey! Whaddaya say to one more wish?

For old time's sake?

Are you insane in the monkey brain?

Do you see any feathers on me?

How about here?

Or here? Or here?

I gave you every feather I had!

Now please go away!

Don't even think about it.

We just need it for a sec!

We'll give it right back!

Back off! It's my last one.

You can't have it!

Uh, that could have gone better.

Alright, hold it together.

From now on I'm goin' girl-monkey

on that scrawny bird!

I told you! Uh-huh!

Go girlfriend that is a friend!

I declare, I'd be ever so grateful

for one teeny tiny little feather.

I wouldn't give you my last feather

if you were the last feather- needing monkey on this planet!

And those shoes are... hideous!

What's wrong, sis?

If you don't know, I'm not going to tell you.

Don't touch me!

You boys are all alike!

There must be an easier way to get a wish!

Uh, Rocket Monkeys,

perhaps you should just talk to one of those

many wish-granting magical creatures,

like that little Irish dude.

No time!

I need that feather!

We've got him, Wal. He's trapped!

Trapped? I think not.

This is where I fly to safety.

See ya never, suckers!

Everyone knows chickens can't fly.

Oh...Fine.

Go ahead, leave me with nothing!

Hmmm... what to wish for...

This is a toughie...

What do you mean 'it's a toughie'?

I want that feather! That's my feather!

You can't have that feather-- WAIT!

I wish the doodah had his feathers back!

Oh I'm back!

I wish for a cat that could smile at me

with its human mouth.

I wish my chin could play the trumpet.

I wish I had a beard that could sing.

Um, aren't you going to wish yourself

back to being a boy monkey?

Don't rush me... important stuff first.

I wish this episode was over.

Ditto that.

Roll those credits.

* They're Rocket Monkeys, they're monkeys in space *

* They try to be heroes but they're easy to replace *

* They're not the brightest, they're not the best *

* Okay, they're not the coolest and they have stinky breath *

* Oh, you Rocket Monkeys, Oh, you Rocket Monkeys *

* Rocket Monkeys, Oo oo oo! *

* Give them a mission and they'll do their best *

* But best is relative, don't you forget *

* Rocket Monkeys!

DR. CHIMPSKY: Ten, nine, eight -

Ah, Rocket Monkeys!

* They're Rocket Monkeys, Monkeys in space *

* They try to be heroes, but they're easy to replace *

* They're not the brightest, they're not the best *

* They're not the coolest, they also have bad breath *

* Rocket Monkeys, Rocket Monkeys *

* Rocket Monkeys, Oo oo ooh *

* Give them a mission, they'll do their best *

* Their best is relative, don't you forget *

* Rocket Monkeys!

Go Monkeys!

You! Wake up, Monkey breath!

Come on now! Get up and peel it!

Yow! Thanks, Deep Space Dave alarm.

So much to do-do-do-do-do.

* [Singing variations of "Bakey bakey, cakey *

This is gonna be such a surprise!

One for you, one for you...

and two for you, ya weirdo!

A little one for you because you don't have a head

and will just put it where your neck is supposed to be.

Someone's gonna be a happy, happy monkey.

Is it my birthday?

I totally forgot!

And look, someone decorated the entire room!

Was it you, Gus?

Huh Huh

!"]

Wake up!

Happy Birthday to me-me-me-me-me!

I hate my birthday, but- Oof! -

I hate yours even more! Oof!

Okay... Who clowned me up while I was sleeping?

Not now, Mr. Chuckle-bot!

It's cake-eating time,

then birthday bumps,

then birthday skis,

then birthday basket weaving,

then birthday sleeping inside a giant, hollowed out tomato,

and then the clown jamboree.

I didn't know it was your birthday today,

Rocket Monkey Wally.

Sure is! Just like Gus says,

every five years...

One, two, three, four, birthdaaay!

You know Wally, uh,

traditionally birthdays are celebrated every - Oy!

Who wants a boring birthday every year,

when you can have a real humdinger of a one

every five years?!

So...

Wake me up when it's over, 'kay?

JIGGLE GIGGLE 1: Hey, Jiggle-nauts!

It's time for the jiggle giggles!

Come on everybody, do the Jiggle Giggle Jig!

* Jiggle giggle

* jiggle giggle giggle

* giggle jiggle

* giggle jiggle jiggle

* it's the jiggle,

* the jiggle giggle jig!

Celebrating a super duper,

jiggly giggly birthday today is...

Here it comes! Here it comes! Here it comes!

Walter J. Monkey!

You heard it! It's me! Just me!

I'm the only one! It's my day and no one else's!

Also celebrating a super-jiggly birthday,

exiled super-villain, Nefarious!

What?! Me?! Oh my!

This is the best day of my - wait!

Why am I even watching this show?

Another birthday on this barren asteroid prison.

Can it get any worse?

SLO-MO: I baked you a birthday rock!

Make a wish.

Oh, birthdays...

It makes me...

Ooh, I wanna eat my own face...

Ow!

Nefarious, I was just watching the Jiggle Giggles...

* "Jiggle Giggle".

I love that show.

Anyhoo, it turns out that it's your jiggly-giggly birthday.

Not that anyone cares.

Not me, but good news.

Because it's your special day,

you're no longer going to be stuck on that prison asteroid.

I get to leave here?

Forever?!

Of course not.

It's just for the day.

But while you're gone,

Slo-Mo is going to give your miserable asteroid

a good spruce-up.

Yay.

What fun.

Oh, and Nefarious, you'll be staying with the rocket monkeys.

Now promise, no evil plotting or trying to escape.

Who do you think I am?

Some kind of evil genius who misses no opportunity

to escape from his wretched existence.

I mean...

sure.

What great conviction! Sounds good to me.

Have fun now!

* "Jiggle-giggle, ya! *

* Swingin' it out like I can!" *

Time to get to work!

Just watch over Nefarious, okay?

Don't mess up either.

And uh, be nice, it's his birthday.

Chimpsky out. * Jiggle giggle...

No, it's my birthday!

Mine mine mine mine mine!

I hate birthdays...

I hear ya, evil squid.

Bump it! Down the slide.

And over the falls. Come up for air.

Spin it round. Hit the ground.

Fish flop.

Stop it!

I'm the one who does the super-fun monkey shake today!

Not you two! Me! No, you.

Yes, me.

Let the birthday fun begin... But only for me!

Wally, that cake is so big -

Maybe you should share some of it with Nefarious.

Here...

Oh, wow.

Thanks.

Eh. A little dry.

Give it back.

It's mine!

Whoa! What is... What is that?

WALLY: Smash!

Take that! You got me.

Smash! Wow, that hurt.

And this! Thank you.

How bout this?! Wow, my car's ruined.

Smashy smash! Way to go, you smashed my car.

Boom! Oh boy.

Bam! You really got me.

Bam! Wow.

Rocket Monkey Wally,

it would be good to let Nefarious have a turn.

Remember, Dr. Chimpsky wants you to be nice.

Stupid Nefarious, ruining my birthday...

And now to make my escape!

Wally!

Listen, Wally, are you going to be a good boy?

YAY-OK: Wally...

Maybe it would be a good idea if you shared

just one of your presents with Nefarious.

Oh, deciding on my answer here...

Just give me a second to mull it over...

Run it through the ol' ringer...

Let me see here - Never!

But you have so many! Just one.

A small one. A little one.

You won't even notice.

Fine, here!

That's just a ribbon.

Piece of string.

Torn wrapping paper.

That is chewed gum.

That's the piece of paper - the front line of the tape.

That is your monkey butt.

Wrapping paper again.

Wally, you need to give him an actual present.

Whatever.

He can have this one, the big baby.

Let's just get this over with...

Let go, you little furry weirdo!

Ahh!

Ow!

"Jiggle Giggles Birthday Party.

Just add water for a jiggly-giggly good time."

How hideous!

That's what I wanted most of all!

I guess that's why we only do this every five years.

WALLY: Stupid birthday!

Stupid Nefarious!

Stupid sharing!

Stupid... stupid!

Hello, Jiggle-naut Wally!

You're Squiggle Jiggle!

In the jiggly-flesh!

I think Mr. Birthday Wally needs a Jiggle jingle.

Whaddaya say? Jiggle me in!

* Birthdays are fun

* when they're more than one. *

* Which is why we say

* nothin's better than a double-jiggle- *

* double-giggle birthday!

Is he okay?

Has he ever been okay?

Good point.

The Jiggle Giggles are right.

From this point on,

Nefarious and I are going to share

a double jiggle double giggle birthday!

It's time to get diabolical!

Stop cleaning, henchbot!

Uh... done. Now what?

I will dismantle the rocket engine

and send you the pieces.

I want you to attach them to the asteroid.

That's how I'm going to make my escape.

Bwahaha!

Bwahaha!

Why don't you just steal the ship?

Who's the birthday genius here?

Now catch!

What the - Sorry for being such a grumpy-wumpy -

bump-a-saurus before.

Whatever you want to do for your birthday,

that's what we're gonna do!

Double-jiggle squiddy-widdy

birthday-worthday buddy-wuddy!

Enoughy-wuffy!

I'm dismantling your ship!

That sounds kinda diabolical.

Maybe I should get Gus and Yay-OK.

No! I mean, argh!

Let's dress up as pirates

and dismantle the ship, matey!

Can't argh-gue with that!

NEFARIOUS: * Yo-ho-ho!

* A pirate ditty!

* Watch me dance around like a pirate fellow. *

* I am not gifted with music! *

Wally! That's our ship!

Mutineers!

Shackle those land-lubbers!

Aye aye, captain!

[Wally struggling with Yay

I've captured the scalawags and await yer orders!

Put these on. Aye, aye!

Yeah - Hey!

Game over. You lose!

Here, you can have your pathetic jiggly-giggly thing

as a consolation present.

No, I gave it to you fairsies squaresies.

Whatever.

So long, sucka!

Bye-bye, Double-Jiggle Double-Giggle Birthday buddy!

I think we need to agree that this is the LAST TIME

we celebrate Wally's birthday!

YAY-OK: Totally cool with that.

My Escape-aroid is complete!

Woohoo!

Best birthday ever!

But first...

must get rid of these horrible Jiggle Giggles!

[Rumbling, splashing]

* Birthdays are fun when they're more than one. * Stop it!

Jiggle Giggles!

* Which is why we say nothin's better than a double-jiggle *

* double giggle birthday! Sing it!

It's my birthday,

and I'm crying because I want to!

* Nothin's better than a double-jiggle *

[Alarm rings, gets smashed]

My circuits aren't what they used to be,

I'll tell ya that much...

Oy!

There was a time when my drive was hard!

Wake up, brobot!

You said you'd take us torpedo boarding!

Yeah, you said it! With your mouth!

I am not really sure I am up for that today, gentlemens...

Hmm...

[Both screaming "Wake up!" repeatedly]

YAY-OK: Fine, fine... I am up.

Check this out!

Frontside camel hump kick flip!

Reverse panda squat!

Spacewalk,

switch foot, finger-flip! Woo!

Your turn, brobot!

Okay...

This one is going to be robo-radical...

Behold, the pop-up wheely!

Oof.

Bolts!

Oh, my circuit board is killing me!

Catch ya' later, slo-bro!

I am losing my monkeys with my oldie-bot ways.

I know!

I'll just have to show them I can still

keep up with their hip and fresh styles!

GUS: Fore!

And I was like, ugh, and stuff,

and she was like, whatever,

and I was like, whatever...

Out-of-date robots trying to act young.

I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

Let's go with laugh.

Loser!

[Elaborate handshake with mimicked sounds]

Well at least I still have Robonanza.

Yeee

All I wanted to be was monkey-cool.

Am I really so far out of touch?

Hey rust bucket!

Are you out of touch?

Arms falling off?

Well, you're in luck!

Try one of our total robo make-overs,

on special this week!

GUS: Hey, Old-OK!

We got you some adult robo-diapies!

Perhaps it is time for an upgrade.

Taxes not included.

No turnbacks, no erasies, no refunds.

This is not intended to solve any problems.

[Yay-OK grunting with effort]

This crate is heavy.

I think I soiled my compressor.

Ow!

Heh, well this couldn't be too complicated.

Okay, let's see here...

What uh, what is it? Kinda hard to make out there.

I can't uh... Ah!

Much better!

I'll just turn this coolness dial up all the way...

And max out the youth-o-meter.

Goodbye, you out-of-date, scrap-metal,

sad excuse for a bot.

Say hello to new Yay-OK!

This is nice so far... relaxing almost...

Ow! Oh! Bolts!

Have any threes?

Go fish.

[Yay-OK screaming in pain]

What's that? Sounds like Yay-OK screaming.

Oh. Do you have any fish? Nope.

[Yay-OK moaning in pain]

What's that? Sounds like Yay-OK moaning.

Oh. Do you have any diamonds? Nope.

[Smashing sounds, Yay

What's that? Sounds like Yay-OK getting smashed

by another, much cooler robot.

Ohhh! We can't miss that!

YAY-OK: Well this is ready for the scrap heap!

You're gone! It's all over!

I knew you were old,

but we never expected this - Oh, well, a little bit -

But why!? Why him?

It's no use. Yay-OK is gone!

YAY-OK: Yo, Rocket Monkeys!

Whazzup, fur bros?

I'll bet those are terrifying screams of joy, yes?

He killed Yay-OK!

And now he's after us!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, I am Yay-OK -

Yo, 'sup -

I am just in this hip, new Cool-bot body.

Your voice isn't Yay-OK's voice.

That's my new voice-modulator.

It's top of the line, bro.

That's pretty cool - But we're not buying it!

I'll prove I'm Yay-OK

by demonstrating your monkey handshake.

Like so...

Sorry monkeys! This, uh, this body is new.

I haven't quite adjusted to its

super-young strength module yet.

I would never hurt you!

Hey, "Yay-OK"...

You know what would be super cool?

Let's play "Who's the dirty rotten robo-stinker

who killed our brobot!"

That doesn't sound cool at all bros,

but for my monkeys, yeah, whatever, of course!

Consider yourself arrested for the murder of Yay-OK!

* Dum-dum-dum duuum! *

Okay... Okay...

Thanks... Thanks...

Thank you, Wally. Thank you.

JUDGE CHIMPSKY: Hear ye! Hear ye!

The Court of Judge Chimpsky -

that's me - is in session.

Evil Cool-Bot, you stand before the court

accused of destroying Yay-OK.

How do you plead?

Guilty or really, really, really,

really, really guilty?

I plead not guilty!

You must believe me! I am Yay-OK!

Ow!

Judge Chimpsky, I object to being hit with a frying pan.

Not cool!

Overruled, on the grounds of it being hilarious.

Space Lawyer Wally, present your case.

Thank you, your Judgeyness.

The evidence I will present before the court

will prove beyond a shadow of a doubt

that this robot is nothing more than

a horrible, vicious killer who should be junked,

trashed, melted down,

sold for scrap, dipped in acid,

made into a sardine can...

May I remind you that you are the lawyer for the defense.

Gotcha.

Order in the court!

I will have order. I'm calling a recess!

Yay!

Alright, recess is over.

At this time I would like to offer

the following items as evidence...

of my lunch!

I had a pudding cup and a banana and a small bag of...

Think fast! In your own words, say, "I'm guilty!"

I cannot.

I am innocent, dude.

Objection! He's not saying he's guilty.

Sustained.

Please frame your answer in the form of "I am guilty".

Come on. Look, all I did was -

GUS: THIS is what he did!

Argh! Take that, Old Yay-OK!

You dirty, stinking robot

that's old and can't defend itself.

WALLY: Objection!

It was more like this!

Hey you robot who loves Wally more than Gus!

I can't believe you promised Wally

that you would play Hide and Seek,

and then didn't!

JUDGE: I wasn't there,

but I picture it more like, um...

Huh! Karate chop!

Short jabs! Knee to the solar plexus!

And finished off with a robust body slam.

Completely wrong, man. This is how it went down.

Hey old-timer! How ya like that!?

What? Excuse me, old bucket of bolts?

Take this! Oh!

That's right. Take a shot.

One shot...

Oh come on!

You were all just doing the same things!

I will now hear closing arguments.

Look, this is just a simple misunderstanding.

My only crime was I wanted to be

young, fresh, monkey-cool...

So I upgraded, bro.

I never killed Yay-OK.

I AM Yay-OK. 100% innocent!

Ow! GUS: Innocent...

That's what he'd have you believe.

But I have a different theory.

It goes something like this.

Give me a gil! Gil!

Give me a tee! Tee!

Whatdaya got!?

Works for me.

I hereby sentence you to be...

Decommissioned.

De

That does not sound so bad, right?

Okay, this is bad!

It's, uh, definitely very bad!

This is so not robo-rad!

Wait a sec! Did he say robo!

How lame is that?

Only an old robot like Yay-OK would say that.

It is Yay-OK!

Wow, talk about embarrassing!

I mean, now that I think about it,

he did mention that he might be Yay-OK.

Let me check the court transcripts here.

Oh, you're right! He said it here and here...

And there... And a lot over there.

Hello?! Rescue time!

And there... And here.

Who knew?! I didn't.

Me neither. Didn't know.

Had no idea. Wasn't listening at all.

I'm not entirely sure where I am right now...

Bros! Don't leave me hangin'.

I'm sorry, we were talking about how we didn't pay attention.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah... Yeah...

Monkeys!

What was that?

I think that was Yay-OK getting decommissioned.

We'll meet again, old-timer!

Yay-OK! You're back!

You don't look any different!

I may not look different,

but I feel 20 years younger.

No more oldie-bot Yay-OK.

I don't know, I feel I have a whole new purpose in life!

Oh my bolts!

Out-of-date robot's trying to make toast.

I don't know whether to laugh or cry.

Let's go with laugh... Again.

YAY-OK: * They're Rocket Monkeys,

they're monkeys in space, *

* They try to be heroes, but they're easy to replace, *

* They're not the brightest, and they're not the best. *

* OK, they're not the coolest, and they have stinky breath. *

* Oh, you Rocket Monkeys, oh, you Rocket Monkeys, *

* Rocket Monkeys, Oo oo ooh... *

* Give them a mission, and they'll do their best. *

* Their best is relative, don't you forget. *

* Rocket Monkeys!

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