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Tuesday, October 7, 2003

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It  seems  that  things  always  go  from  calm  to  chaos  when

Jimmy  puts  one  of  his  new  inventions  to  use.  So  watch

out,  here’s  at  it  again!

RAISE THE OOZY SCAB (9/27/2002)

Jimmy and Cindy have to team up for a science project.

They’re going to search for the sunken treasure ship, the

Oozy Scab, in a submarine Jimmy’s built. And just like on

land, when you put these two together, you’re bound to

encounter a sea of trouble!

THE PHANTOM OF RETROLAND (10/30/2002)

For his history report, Nick tells about the Phantom of

Retroland, a monster who lives at the local amusement

park. In the interest of science, Jimmy sets out to disprove

this urban tale with a little help from Carl and Sheen.

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HYPNO BIRTHDAY TO YOU (11/1/2002)

Jimmy needs some chemicals to finish an experiment.

Unfortunately, he’s got no money and his birthday is three

months away. Or is it? Jimmy uses his hypno-beam to trick

his parents into thinking his birthday is tomorrow. But

when every day’s got a tomorrow, birthdays — and Jimmy -

get old really fast!

HALL MONSTER (11/1/2002)

When Jimmy is elected the new hall monitor, he vows to

bring hall monitoring into the 21st century, inventing a host

of new gadgets for the job. Unfortunately, the only thing

Jimmy’s high-tech inventions do is ensure that his friends

do whatever it takes to end his reign of hall terror!

TRADING FACES (10/14/2002)

It’s another inventions mishap for Jimmy. But this time it’s

worse than ever — Jimmy and Cindy have switched brains!

And it’s going to take Carl, Libby and Sheen to set things

back to normal!

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Got to blast!

♪ From here to the stars

for my candy bars ♪

♪ Rides a kid with a knack

                      for invention ♪

( gasps )

♪ With super-powered mind,

           a mechanical canine ♪

( barks )

♪ He rescues the day

from sure destruction ♪

Help!

♪ This is the theme song ♪

( screams )

♪ For Jimmy Neutron. ♪

♪ For Jimmy Neutron. ♪

NICKELODEON

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( mechanical whirring )

( barking )

( yells )

RAISE THE OOZY SCAB (9/27/2002) [Closed Captioned][]

Jimmy and Cindy have to team up for a science project.

They’re going to search for the sunken treasure ship, the

Oozy Scab, in a submarine Jimmy’s built. And just like on

land, when you put these two together, you’re bound to

encounter a sea of trouble!

R A I S E    T H E

O      O      Z      Y

S      C      A      B

WRiTTEN BY

JED SPiNGARN

MUSiC COMPOSED BY

CHARLiE BRiSSETTE

THEME MUSiC BY

BRiAN CAUSEY

DiRECTED BY

MiKE GASAWAY

CREATED BY

JOHN A. DAViS

( birds singing )

  LINDBERGH

ELEMENTARY

     SCHOOL

           But of all

the ocean’s mysteries…

( clucking )

…my favorite is

the haunting mating call

of the humpback whale.

                                                H u m p b a c k

                                                H u m p b a c k

( animalistic groaning )

( animalistic groaning )

Very good, Carl.

                                             H u m p b a c k

Ooh. Oh, that wasn’t

a mating call, Miss Fowl.

Butch just gave me a wedgie.

           I want everyone

to choose up partners

for your oceanography projects.

( all talking at once )

( all talking at once )

Hey, hey, don’t

fight over me, boys.

There’s plenty of

genius for everyone.

            Actually, Jimmy,

I’m still radioactive

           from last time

we were lab partners.

Yeah, and I still can’t go

           near power plants.

Oh… okay.

Poor, Speutron.

What’s it like

knowing no one wants

to be your partner?

I don’t know, Cindy.

Why don’t you turn around

and find out?

( gasps )

Libby, what are you

doing with Britney?!

Nothing.

           This-This isn’t

the new Mix Master P CD.

I mean, I didn’t promise

to do Britney’s entire project

            in exchange for it

if that’s what you’re thinking.

Well, you two, it would seem

you’re the only ones left

           without partners.

           Let the record show

that Jimmy and Cindy will work

on their oceanography project

                       together!

( clucking )

         ( class gasping,

thunderous rumble )

( clucking )

Why, that new school bell

           is a real waker-upper.

NO GIRLS

ALLOWED

NO GIRLS

ALLOWED

NO GIRLS

ALLOWED

NO GIRLS

ALLOWED

Ah, come on

out, Jimmy.

I’ve got

Fish Snack ‘Ems--

the great taste of

fried seafood in a bag.

Yeah, Jimmy.

Hiding from Cindy

isn’t the answer.

Not when reasonably-priced

plastic surgery is

so readily available.

                                  JIMMY:

That won’t be necessary, boys.

           May I present

my latest invention…

…the Neutron Submersible--

capable of attaining undersea

depths of 90,000 fathoms.

90,000 fathoms!

That’s more than…

60,000 fathoms.

Uh, Jimmy,

if you’re going to start

a new life

under the sea

can we have your stuff?

I’m not moving, Carl.

I’ve simply devised a project

                       so adventurous

that Cindy won’t go

anywhere near it.

Allow me to explain using

these info-taining visual aids.

Two centuries ago,

a pirate ship named

the Oozy Scab hit a squall

and sank to the bottom

of Retroville Bay

with a mysterious

           treasure chest.

           No sub could ever get

deep enough to retrieve it

until today.

I’m finding that treasure.

Listen, Neutron.

I’m not any happier

about being lab partners

           than you are

so let’s just classify

           some seashells

and get it over with.

Darn it all, Cindy!

I wish I could join you

in your fascinating

seashell project,

but I’ve already planned

a dangerous speech

            for a shipwreck

in my extremely cramped

           submarine.

Okay, I’m in.

What?!

But-But… there will be sharks

and-and minimal leg room!

I think I

can handle it.

Now, we’ll need some

quality personnel

to man the controls.

On second thought,

you guys will do.

We sail at dawn.

                       JIMMY:

Gentlemen-- and annoying

female interloper--

by the end of this journey,

           we’ll all be rich.

This is awesome, Jimmy.

           I’ve never seen

in a submarine before.

Hey, Jimmy, I found

a cool video game

starring a thin, green guy

and his friend, Mr. Bleep Bleep.

That’s the radar, Carl.

Oh. Well, my

mom doesn’t let

us have radar.

( Cindy clearing

   her throat )

If you three sea slugs

are done fooling around

maybe we can get down to work.

           Now, after researching

the last known coordinates

of the Oozy Scab, and accounting

for 200 years of ocean drift

I’ve been able to map out

the wreck’s probable location.

Maps are old school.

I’ve invented something

that’ll make finding

the Oozy Scab a no-brainer.

Oh, yeah,

here we go.

Time to complicate

a perfectly good plan

with one of your goofy,

unnecessary inventions.

You’re just jealous

‘cause Jimmy’s a genius.

Go ahead, Captain Jimmy.

Tell us about your goofy,

unnecessary invention.

I give you

the Gill Gab 9000--

the world’s first

fish translating device.

           We just speak

into the microphone

and our words are translated

                      into fish sonar

           allowing us

to interview the fish

           and ask them

where the treasure is.

And you wanted to use a map.

Well, that is

the lamest thing

I’ve ever heard.

What dunderhead

would want to talk

to a bunch of

stupid fish?

I want to talk to fish!

I want to talk to fish!

Give me that.

Oh, hey, you little fellow.

Hi.

Do you like Fish Snack ‘Ems?

They’re made from fish like you

                       only cut up

into little, bite-size pieces

and deep fried in burning oil.

( screams )

Carl, you’re supposed to ask

about the treasure.

Hey, you smelly pile

           of scales.

           I know you know

where the Oozy Scab is

                      so start singing

before I go barracuda on you!

Uh, maybe I’ll just

ask the questions, huh?

So, I says to him…

           You want to know

what I says to him?

Yeah, okay.

                                  I says,

“What’s this blonde scale

doing on his dorsal fin?”

Uh-huh.                             Wha…?

“Have you been seeing

that angel fish again?”

( laughs )

And you know what he says?

I don’t know what he says.

            Okay, okay.

Thanks a lot. Bye.

Got to go.

Well, she was

a gold mine

of information.

Ready to admit

your invention’s a

flop yet, Neutron?

Yeah, maybe Cindy’s right,

                                 Jimmy.

We’ve been interviewing fish

                      for hours.

And we’ll keep interviewing them

                       until I say so!

Miss Fowl maybe have made Cindy

                      my lab partner

but it’s still my ship!

You just can’t

deal with the fact

that my plan’s

better than yours.

Is not!

                           Is so.

Is not.

                           Is so!

Is not!

                           Is so.

Stop it! Stop it!

                      Can’t you see

your constant fighting is

tearing us all apart?!

( radar beeping )

( radar beeping )

( Sheen laughing )

That was cool, Carl.

I really believed you

           for a second.

( chuckling ):

           Thanks.

I saw that on a soap opera once.

( yawning )

I’m tired, Jimmy.

I want to go home.

You’ve been talking to fish

                      all night.

Do you ever know

where we are?

Don’t worry.

I made an automatic pilot system

out of my mom’s microwave.

It’s been piloting the sub

                       for hours.

( bell dinging )

Whoops.

Wrong setting.

Well, we couldn’t have drifted

                                  too far.

Hmm.

           Anyone familiar

with the Sea of Japan?

Great.

Nice going, Neutron.

           Not only haven’t

we found the treasure

but now we’re completely lost.

Lost?! We can’t be lost.

We only brought enough food

                      for two days.

And I’m not eating Carl.

Well, I’m not

eating you, either.

Okay. Maybe

a bite.

No one’s eating anybody.

Just give me time

to come up with a plan.

Too late. You

had your chance.

Now, stand down.

What?

You can’t take over my sub.

Oh, no?

                                                               BIG  BOOK

                                                                       OF

                                                             SUBMARINES

Miss Fowl made

us lab partners.

                                                                               BIG  BOOK

                                                                                       OF

                                                                            SUBMARINES

That makes me

co-captain.

                                                                               BIG  BOOK

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                                                                             SUBMARINES

According to

The Big Book

of Submarines

                                                                               BIG  BOOK

                                                                                       OF

                                                                            SUBMARINES

According to

The Big Book

of Submarines

                                                                               BIG  BOOK

                                                                                       OF

                                                                            SUBMARINES

That gives me the right

to relieve you of duty.

                                                                               BIG  BOOK

                                                                                       OF

                                                                            SUBMARINES

Throw him in the brig!

                                                                               BIG  BOOK

                                                                                       OF

                                                                            SUBMARINES

It’ll take a lot more

than ravenous hunger

to turn my men against me.

Show her, boys.

SHEEN:

I’ll get some rope.

I’ll hold him down.

Hey, hey, you can’t do this.

This is mutiny.

Turn this tub around, boys.

We’ve got an Oozy Scab to find.

                      CARL:

Mr. Bleep Bleep says

large object at 2:00.

           SHEEN:

Hey, cool.

It’s the Oozy Scab.

Yes!

Did you hear that,

Neutron?

Beginner’s luck.

I’m taking her in close.

Steady, steady.

( crashing thud )

( screaming )

Sea monster!

No, it’s not.

It’s a giant squid.

Oh.

        ALL:

Giant squid!

( rattling )

( rattling )

( rattling )

What should we do, Jimmy?

How do I know?

You’re the captain.

           But I don’t want

to be captain anymore.

You be captain.

           Fine. First admit

that I’m a smarter, nicer

all-around better person

           than you.

Forget it!

Attention, giant squid.

We mean you no harm.

It’s all Jimmy’s fault!

( yelps )

It’s not

working, Cindy!

Uh, can’t we just

let Jimmy out?

But… I…

Oh, all right.

Say the magic words.

Jimmy Neutron is

a smarter, nicer

all-around better person

           than I am.

( chuckles )

Now that wasn’t so hard,

                       was it?

Hurry, Jimmy.

Do something.

Hmm, the Gill Gab

seems functional.

Why isn’t it working?

Whoa! Hurry, Jimmy.

           Quick, Carl, throw me

your bag of Fish Snack ‘Ems.

Just as I thought.

Freeze-dried squid.

    NOW CONTAINS:

F R E E Z E-D R I  E D

     S    Q    U    I    D

Aha!

I don’t get it.

Don’t you see?

The squid can’t understand us

because the Gill Gab

only works on fish.

But if I put squid DNA

from Carl’s snack

on the Gill Gab’s microchip

maybe we can communicate

           with him.

Aha!

I don’t get it.

JIMMY:

Attention, Squid,

we come in peace.

( British accent ):

I say, who said that?

We mean no harm.

We just came for

the treasure chest

inside the boat.

That piece of rubbish?

Why didn’t you say so?

And to think I was about

to crush your heads

and suck out your guts.

( airy laugh )

Oh, dear.

There you are.

BOTH:

You did it, Jimmy!

And don’t worry.

Despite your

mutinous behavior

you’ll all

still get a cut

of the treasure.

MISS FOWL:

This is the most

delicious salt water taffy

I’ve ever tasted, children.

Your project gets an “A-plus”!

( clucks )

You know,

Jimmy, I hear

each one of these

pieces of taffy is

worth over three cents.

I don’t want

to talk about it.

THE PHANTOM OF RETROLAND (10/30/2002) [Closed Captioned][]

For his history report, Nick tells about the Phantom of

Retroland, a monster who lives at the local amusement

park. In the interest of science, Jimmy sets out to disprove

this urban tale with a little help from Carl and Sheen.

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KEiTH ALCORN

CREATED BY

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         JIMMY:

And so, in 1851

physicist Jean Foucault

hung a pendulum

from a 200-foot wire--

much as I’ve done here--

and proved the

Earth revolves.

Um, excuse me, Miss Fowl

           might I suggest

that in the future

oral reports should be shorter

than the life of the person

                       they’re about?

Speed it, speed it up, Jimmy.

Because the Earth’s rotating

           beneath the pendulum

any moment now the first domino

           will move in front of it

and be knocked over.

Cool. When it’s

going to knock

over another one?

In exactly one hour.

( groaning )

15 seconds, Jimmy.

Uh, okay.

He was born poor…

Five, four, three, two, one.

Time’s up.

( gonging )

Nick…

your report,

please?

Yeah, Nick.

All right, Nick.

Yeah, Nick.

           Can I, uh, get some

atmospheric lighting here?

In July ‘97, three normal kids

                       from our town

                      heading home

from an all-night swim meet

decided to take a shortcut

through the theme park.

So they hopped the fence.

They may have heard the rumors,

but they were all too smart

                       to believe in…

the Phantom of Retroland.

( kids whimpering )

Everybody knows about

           the Phantom.

He wears a long,

black cape.

He has a Genoa salami

           for a right leg

and he stalks the park

           after dark

looking for victims to eat.

( all gasping )

Here’s an artist’s drawing

of what he looks like.

           None of them

were ever seen again.

( whimpering )

That’s my history report.

Okay, in the first place

who ever heard of

an all-night swim meet?

Secondly

how do we know Billy’s

alleged last words

if no one ever saw him again?

And if Mr. Phantom’s so hungry

why doesn’t he just eat

           his salami leg?

The whole thing’s a myth.

An urban legend.

How small-minded can you be

to try to ruin someone else’s

well-researched and

fascinating report?

Yeah, there you go.

Excuse me?

Isn’t a basic rule of history

                      supposed to be

           that it’s about stuff

that, oh, I don’t know…

actually happened?

Jimmy, um, your

rambling was really

cool and everything

but are you sure you’re

not, I don’t know

maybe a little jealous

‘cause Mr. Fouc-Fouc…

Forpa never ate anybody?

( ringing )

Every thinking person

knows the Phantom’s

just a fable.

Oh, obsess,

why don’t ya?

You’re only

putting down

Nick because

despite all

your logic

you’re just as scared

of the Phantom

as everyone else.

No kid who goes to

Retroland after midnight

has ever been seen again.

Tha… that-that is

so patently ridiculous

it doesn’t even deserve…

A what?

A 600-page report

on how ridiculous it is

in French?

So, Neutron, I guess

you wouldn’t be afraid

to go to the park at midnight.

You know, say, if I was to,

uh, triple-dog dare you?

Don’t do it, Jimmy.

           With you dead, I’ll be

picked last in volleyball.

Fine. I’ll go tonight.

And I’ll be in class tomorrow

completely unharmed.

How will we know you

were really there?

Because I’ll take

Sheen and Carl as witnesses.

Sheen, the Phantom

of Retroland’s

going to rip us

limb from limb

and eat us.

Say something!

You ever notice

how Jimmy’s hair

is like one of those

gum massager things?

It’s all swirly and…

What?!

Would you like some more milk

to help you get to sleep?

( yawns ):

No, thanks, Mom.

I find it more soothing

to mentally calculate

           the Martin’s function

for all integers through ten

to the 30th power.

I list all the types of pie,

in alphabetical order

starting, of course,

with cherry.

Uh, what about

apple, dear?

Oh, I forgot apple!

                             Oh, and blueberry.

Blueberry, yes!

And boysenberry,

banana cream

banana coconut cream,

Boston cream.

                      Right.

Um, black forest,

chutney marmalade, um

bing cherry

black cherry…

Activate hologram projector.

( whirring )

Image select.

Image select.

Skip to Jimmy asleep.

( electrical zapping )

( electrical screeching )

( electrical screeching )

( metal clattering in distance )

( metal clattering in distance )

( dog barking )

( dog barking )

( dog barking )

( shoes squeaking )

( shoes squeaking )

( shoes squeaking )

“Dear Jimmy.

“I can’t come with you tonight,

as I have decided to join

“the French Foreign Legion.

           ( door creaking )

This is a decision I do not

           make lightly, as I h…”

H-Hi, Jimmy.

I thought you said 11:30.

                       ( door closing )

Well,

you’d have surely been

on a plane to Algeria

by then, Carl.

Glad you could make it,

                      Sheen.

How’d you sneak out?

Oh, I just told

my grandma

that I had to go to

a deserted theme park

to be eaten

by a maniac.

She told me to wear

clean underwear.

Let’s hop the fence.

Hop the…? Uh, gee,

sorry, I can’t, Jim.

You know, some people

           can’t whistle

some people can’t

snap their fingers.

Well, I can’t hop.

So, darn it,

I guess I’ll have to go home.

Bye…        It’s an

                  expression, Carl.

We’re going

through the fence

thanks to my

oxidation accelerator.

Voila.

The equivalent for 200 years

                                   of rust.

( can rattling )

           JIMMY:

Oh, Mr. Phantom!

Yoo-hoo!

Tasty children, right here.

( sputtering )

Don’t Jimmy.

It’s one minute to midnight!

( singsong ):

   Where are you?

           Maybe he’s on

daylight mania time.

What’s that?

My autograph book.

The Phantom’s going

right here next to my dad.

And Santa Claus.

Hey, wait a minute.

Strangest thing.

The Jimster’s in his room,

but, uh, so is his playground.

Ooh, I keep telling

him to empty his socks

before he comes home.

Uh, no, no, no,

monkey pants.

I’m talking about

his entire playground’s

in his room.

                      SHEEN:

I wonder what order

           he’ll eat us in.

He’s kidding, Carl.

No one’s going to eat us.

Three, two, one, midnight.

Hah! We did it!

We took a hypothesis

           constructed

a scientific protocol

and conclusively

proved it false.

           Take that, Nick

and all of your ilk.

You know what I smell,

Jimmy?

Victorious truth

rising above the ashes

of superstition?

No.

Salami.

SALAMI

( screaming )

Stand your ground.

It’s obviously a trick.

Could you sign this,

“To Sheen.

With admiration

and affection,” please?

( growling )

( growling )

( growling )

( growls )

( whimpering )

( whimpering )

( whimpering )

JIMMY:

He’s not real.

He’s a mythical construct.

                      CARL:

           Hey, better safe

than swallowed, Jimmy.

CARL:

Oh, he’ll

just climb on.

Not if we’re moving.

( ticking )

( diesel engine rumbling )

Ha, ha!

Try and get us now,

Mr. Deli-Item Leg.

Uh, Sheen?

What?

It’s only

a three-minute ride.

( ticking )

( ticking )

( raspy laughing )

Wow, usually when I get

on these kind of rides

I get real s…

I get real s…

( retching )

( retching )

Never mind.

( groans in frustration )

Looks like I

have to show you

how a myth fares when

it faces the withering

light of science.

How?

I’m going to repeat

Foucault’s classic experiment.

And what,

bore him to death?

Goddard, laser beams.

Cut the guardrails

off the ride’s axis.

( barks )

What is this ride

if not a giant pendulum?

Now that it’s swinging freely

the Earth will slowly rotate

                      beneath it.

Ah-ha!

So?

So, imagine Mr. Phantom’s

                      a domino.

( metal scraping )

Huh?

( grunting )

( grunting )

( Jimmy laughing )

Let’s see how scary

the Phantom is now.

( groaning )

Ew, what’s

that smell?

Shoe barf.

Sorry.

            Hey, hey,

I know that voice.

Nick!

I should’ve known.

Boy, you really

showed him. Wham!

Now let’s beat it before

the real Phantom shows up.

Sheen, there is no real Phantom.

( raspy voice ):

I beg to differ.

( screams )

           ( sniffing ):

What’s that smell?

You mean your salami leg

his salami leg,

or Carl’s shoes?

( growling )

( growling )

( growling )

( screaming )

( screaming )

( growling )

( growling )

JIMMY:

It’s only Cindy

and Libby.

But why?

Why?

Why?

‘Cause nobody likes a smug,

smart-alecky, badly coifed

           other-person’s-class-

report-ruining know-it-all!

Everybody knows the

stupid Phantom’s a myth.

Only you would ruin

everyone’s fun

by being so pedantic

about it.

                       ( raspy voice ):

Ah, leaving so soon, huh?

( screams )

            ( sniffs ):

What’s that smell?

You mean your salami

leg, their salami leg

his salami leg,

or Carl’s shoes?

All right, whoever you

are, the joke’s over.

( screaming )

( screaming )

( panting ):

   Jimmy, what

   about science?

Science, shmience.

Run for your life!

( giggling )

Ooh, that’ll teach

that little dickens

to use his hologram projector

to sneak out after bedtime.

Let’s go, Hugh.

Coming.

Hey, booger of my eye,

I think I got ‘em all--

every single pie

between apple and cherry.

Look at my list.

What about blackberry?

Oh, blackberry, sure.

Tip of the cap, there,

Mr. Phantom-Face Terrifying Guy.

( both screaming )

( both screaming )

HYPNO BIRTHDAY TO YOU (11/1/2002) [Closed Captioned][]

Jimmy needs some chemicals to finish an experiment.

Unfortunately, he’s got no money and his birthday is three

months away. Or is it? Jimmy uses his hypno-beam to trick

his parents into thinking his birthday is tomorrow. But

when every day’s got a tomorrow, birthdays — and Jimmy -

get old really fast!

        H      y      p      n      o

B      i      r      t      h      d      a      y

        t      o      Y      o      u

WRiTTEN BY

DARWiN ViCKERS

MUSiC COMPOSED BY

CHARLiE BRiSSETTE

THEME MUSiC BY

BRiAN CAUSEY

DiRECTED BY

KEiTH ALCORN

CREATED BY

JOHN A. DAViS

SHEEN ( chuckling ):

Seven!

Your llama is sucked

into a volcanic sinkhole

where flesh-eating bats

will nip at his screaming face.

Sheen!

There aren’t any

volcanic sinkholes

in Llama’s Day Out.

Maybe that explains

why I’m not having fun.

Hi, Carl.

I ran out of chemicals

           mid-experiment

and I know you got a chemistry

           set for your birthday.

SHEEN:

Eleven!

Hey, you can use my

chemistry set, Jim.

Oh, the potato’s

not included.

                      I assume

it comes with a few cc’s

of ethyl mercaptin.

Uh… no.

Well, I can work around that.

           How about some

dimercural sulfonative?

Uh… yeah…? No.

Tritium nitrate?

I’ve got salt.

Oh…! Pukin’ Pluto!

How’s a guy

supposed to make

a four-dimensional

hypercube molecube

without access to

the complete spectrum

of inorganic

chemicals?!

Welcome to

my nightmare.

Here you go, Jimmy.

Check out this leaflet

from inside the box.

           “Also try

our ultra-deluxe model.

           Contains every element

from aluminum to zirconium.”

            Now, that’s

what I’m talking about!

( sighing )

Aw, who am I kidding?

I don’t have any money

any my birthday’s

three months away.

Ah, quit procrastinating, Carl.

            Ah, forget it;

I’m rolling for you.

( chortling ):

           One.

And Carl’s llama falls down.

Down into the sulfurous mud pit.

How the snake god

will be pleased.

Hey, how could

you roll the one

if there are two dice?

Huh? Oh.

Yeah.

( gasping )

Someone get me

the jaws of life!

I wish I could invent something

that would chew up

three months of my life.

Summer school-- trust me.

Too bad you can’t use

your hypno-thingamajiggy

to make your parents think

your birthday’s next week.

Carl… that’s brilliant!

Really? But I said it.

Uh, think about it, Carl.

I mean, my parents enjoy

seeing me happy, don’t they?

That’s true.

It would be selfish

to make them wait

another three months

to give you a gift

when they could give

it to you next week.

Next week?

           I can’t stand to make

them suffer one more day.

To the lab!

                                  Okay,

now to set the hypno-command.

( clearing throat )

Tomorrow is Jimmy’s birthday.

♪ Here comes

Mr. Walking Man ♪

♪ Walk-walk-walking,

Walking Man… ♪

( fluttering lips

   and laughing )

Mom, Dad

look over here.

It’s not polite

to point, son.

But I guess we

can let it slide

‘cause it’s your

birthday tomorrow!

Oh, my gosh!

Hugh-- presents!

Uh, Sweet Petunias, we have

to go to the mall for Jimmy.

           Oh, and what

are you going to buy?

Um, uh… groceries.

Then gift wrap.

Uh, for the… groceries.

Okay. I’ll just stay here

                                  and play

with my woefully out-of-date

                         chemistry set.

And don’t you dare look

when we come back.

We want the groceries

to be a surprise.

Swift one, Sugar Booger.

Don’t burn down the house, son.

Buh-bye.

THE

NEXT

DAY

( bleating )

( bleating )

                       CLOWN:

            Hey, here’s

another one, kids.

Giggle’s special…

CLoWN

Giggle’s special…

CLoWN

Giggle’s special…

Cool party, Neutron

but, uh, aren’t you kind of old

for the clown thing?

Well, you

know parents.

They like thinking

that we’re all still

five years old.

That was amazing!

That was amazing!

Did you have to swear

           a circus oath

to never reveal the source

           of your clown powers?

Don’t make fun of me.

Don’t make fun of me.

BOTH:

Happy Birthday, Jimmy!

Oh, thanks, Mom and Dad.

Remember when we said we

were getting groceries?

Well, we got some, and then

we stopped and got this!

                             No!

Yeah.

I was utterly fooled.

You’re having

a birthday party

and you didn’t even invite us,

                                  Neutron?

Now that we’d want to come.

                                  Sorry.

It was kind of unexpected.

What do you mean?

Don’t you know when

your own birthday is?

Yes, of course.

In fact, I have another one

coming up

in a couple months.

Cindy, Libby--

have some cake and goody bags.

Hi, how’s it going?

So, which kid

is yours?

I’m the clown.

Oh. I didn’t, uh,

want to assume.

Well, in this house,

we never judge people

by the… multicolor

of their skin.

THAT

NIGHT

Ah, great birthday.

Great four-dimensional

           hybercube.

Good night, Goddard.

( snoring )

( snoring )

                      BOTH:

Happy Birthday, Jimmy!

Did you say today’s my birthday?

( laughing ):

That’s right!

Your party’s

already started.

We called

all your friends.

And almost half of

them called us back.

We even hired…

                              A clown!

A clown!

( bleating )

( bleating )

CLoWN

That’s awesome!

No, it’s better

than awesome.

It’s clownificent!

Let me guess, Neutron.

You’ve finally driven

your parents insane.

We know something’s

going on

and we’re going

to find out what.

Cindy, Libby, have some cake

                     and goody bags.

You were saying?

                      BOTH:

Happy Birthday, Jimmy!

Hiya, Clownie!

Hiya, Clownie!

( gulping )

( gulping )

I thought you were

only going to do

this once, Jimmy.

I must have worded the

hypno-command wrong.

I’ll undo it right now.

Although

I could use a few more beakers

                       and test tubes.

THE

NEXT

DAY

BOTH:

Happy Birthday, Jimmy!

Three birthday parties in a row.

You’re one lucky dude, Neutron.

Jimmy’s not lucky.

He’s a genius.

Yeah. I’m going

to Jimmy’s birthday

every day for the

rest of my life.

FOUR

DAYS

LATER

Happy seventh birthday

           this week, Jim.

Um, I kind of ran out

           of gift ideas

so, I brought you

some meat from my refrigerator.

How about the quarter

behind the ear?

You did that yesterday.

I could make my hair

go up and down.

You did that

one Thursday.

           ( chanting ):

New tricks, new tricks,

           new tricks…!

Cindy, Libby, have some cake

and goody bags.

( burping )

No, thanks,

Mrs. Neutron.

Do you have any

carrot sticks

or maybe some antacid?

Live a little, girls!

           Jimmy’s birthday

only comes once a year.

And now I’m going to, um…

CLoWN

pull a mysterious label

           out of my hat.

“Dry clean only.”

( morose chuckle )

( listless booing )

Come on.

CLoWN

No donkey is safe

from my awesome tail-

pinning abilities.

CARL:

Hey, what are you… ow!

SHEEN:

Oops, my bad, Carl.

Ow. No offense, Jimmy

but if you wanted

to skip your birthday

for a few days…

I wouldn’t mind.

Ugh. Yeah, I’m getting

a little tired

of the party bit

myself, Carl.

I guess nothing

lasts forever.

Except summer school.

Trust me.

Hypno-beam, reprogram.

Okay, here’s a new one.

I take something

from the audience

and hit it with a hammer.

                     That will do just fine.

Hey, hey, no!

CLoWN

No, wait, it says

put it under a hankie

and pretend to hit it.

Anyone got a hankie?

I’m stuck in my birthday.

I’m stuck in my birthday.

THE

NEXT

DAY

Mom, Dad, um, listen

is it okay if I don’t have

a birthday party today?

Well, of course

you’re not having

a birthday party

today, Jimbo.

You’re going

off to college!

College?!

BOTH:

Happy 18th birthday!

And since we seem to be

up to our chinny-chin-chins

in massive, paralyzing debt,

Mr. Giggles

will be moving

into your room.

( giggling )

( giggling )

I never get tired of that one.

Whoa, wait!

I’m not 18!

                       You can’t

just give my bedroom away

to some creepy circus performer.

See you downstairs

at your going-away party.

Ah, this is the life.

Say, could you teach me

how to get my hair

in that ridiculous shape?

So, you see, you were hypnotized

                      the whole time.

I’m still just a kid, really.

I like sugary cereals,

and, uh

I think girls are icky,

           and everything.

                                                        Surprise!

Surprise!

We know it’s not really

your birthday, Jimmy.

You… you know?

Yes, we know.

When Mr. Giggles

broke your thingamajig

it undid that dark

and sinister hold you

had over our thoughts.

From now on, you’ll

just have to wait

for your birthday

like everyone else.

Oh, and Carl’s mom

wants her meat back.

I’m sorry I tricked you guys

                       but your parties

were so much fun… for awhile.

Jimmy, clowns and

balloons don’t

make kids happy.

Moms and dads

make kids happy.

Well, what a

lovely sentiment,

Mr. Giggles.

You’ve got a heart

as big as your shoes.

Thanks. Here’s my bill.

Holy polka dots!

Uh, if you need me

I’ll be reflecting

on how fortunate I am

to have such

forgiving parents. Bye.

Not so fast, young man.

There’s still the matter

of your punishment.

No one with

                      a genius IQ

should have to scrub floors

to pay off a clown.

How long does this go on for?

Forever. Trust me.

( yelling )

( bleating )

HALL MONSTER (11/1/2002) [Closed Captioned][]

When Jimmy is elected the new hall monitor, he vows to

bring hall monitoring into the 21st century, inventing a host

of new gadgets for the job. Unfortunately, the only thing

Jimmy’s high-tech inventions do is ensure that his friends

do whatever it takes to end his reign of hall terror!

      H       A       L       L

M    O    N    S    T    E    R

WRiTTEN BY

STEVEN BANKS

MUSiC COMPOSED BY

CHARLiE BRiSSETTE

THEME MUSiC BY

BRiAN CAUSEY

DiRECTED BY

MiKE GASAWAY

CREATED BY

JOHN A. DAViS

                       JIMMY:

Gentlemen, I present

monday-morning-forgotten-report

                      delivery system.

                       Better known

as man’s best friend-- Goddard!

Thanks, boy.

                            ( barks )

Hurry up!

Let’s get to class

before the bell rings.

Yeah.

( gulps )

You don’t want

to run into…

the hall monitor!

           Hey, Neutron,

you know the rules.

No dogs at school.

That’s a demerit.

And where’s

your hall pass?

I don’t need one, Chuck.

           I’m not in the hall

and class hasn’t started yet.

Hey!

                                 Hey!                              Hey!

( school bell ringing )

Now you need a pass.

That’s another demerit.

And you’re late to class.

Another demerit.

Have a nice day.

Class, I’m afraid I have

some very sad news.

They’re canceling

the Ultra Lord Show?!

Llamas are extinct?!

No, no, no.

           Chuck Lester,

our beloved hall monitor

is moving to Greece and…

( sobbing )

will be leaving us.

( wild cheering )

We will now choose

the next hall monitor

                      as directed

by the Lindbergh Elementary

( squawks )... constitution

by picking a random name

           from this hat.

That’s the worst, stupidest,

most boring job in the world.

( scoffs )

I would hate to be hall monitor.

I want to be hall monitor.

I want to be hall monitor…

Carl Wheezer.

I accept!

I forgot to tell you

that your mother left

an extra pair of clean

you-know-what… ( clucks )

up at the office.

Now back to the new hall monitor

                       announcement.

It’s Jimmy Neutron!

Jimmy

Neutron

No!!!

           This is the worst thing

that’s ever happened to me.

Being a hall monitor

was the best thing

that ever happened to me.

( sighing ):

   Oh, yeah.

The tight uniform,

the smell of the hall

the beautiful noise

that my shoes made

when I walked.

( imitating squeaking )

Uh-huh. That’s,

uh, great, Dad.

           But there’s a danger

hidden beneath the glamour, son.

A man in the uniform is

a powerful thing.

Don’t abuse your position

or it could be really, really…

Oh, what do they call it?

…not good.

Principal Willoughby,

can’t you get someone else

to be hall monitor?

Jimmy, did you know

that the old man

you like so much

with the funny hair

and the big brain

and the “E equals MC-squared”

thingy was a hall monitor?

Albert Einstein was

           a hall monitor?

Well, I’ve never read that

           in the 178 biographies

I’ve read about him.

Oh, it’s a hundred

percent true.

( chuckles )

Good luck.

Einstein was a hall monitor.

You know what

they say

about a man

in uniform, Libby?

Well, it’s a lie.

Once a nerdtron,

always a nerdtron.

Careful, Cindy.

Jimmy’s “The Man” now.

He can get us

into trouble.

I can?

Oh, oh, yeah.

I can.

Cut the chitchat, ladies.

Moving it along

and remember--

I’m keeping an eye on you.

( grunts )

Hey, watch where

you’re going, punk!

You’re dead mea… ( gasps )

Oh.

Mr. Hall Monitor, sir.

NEUTRON

HALL MONITOR

             R

How clumsy of me.

Uh, I have

my pass right here.

( nervous laughter )

Nice to see you. Ciao!

For once this boy genius

may have been wrong.

This is a great job.

Congratulations, Jimmy.

I’ve never seen the halls

           look so… orderly.

Miss Fowl, we

might be looking

at the greatest

hall monitor ever!

Maybe even greater

than Albert Einstein.

           I will bring

Lindbergh Elementary

into the new millennium

           and beyond

with state-of-the-art

           hall monitoring.

And you’re going to help me.

( whimpers )

The hall pass authenticator.

           Able to detect

counterfeit passes.

The IDM background check

                       scanner.

HALL SQUAD

                       Hear me,

floaters of hallway law:

Jimmy Neutron is on the job.

HALL SQUAD

( wheels squeak )

( beeps )

Hi, Jimmy.

Can I touch

your uniform?

Halt! Your papers?

I-I have a pass.

I was just going

to the bathroom

‘cause I always go

at 8:47, 9:23

11:42…

Hall Monitoring System 1.1v

JIMMY:

Wheezer, Carl.

Bloodtype:

O Negative.

Card-carrying member

of the Llama Love Society.

Prior arrests: None.

Everything’s in order.

Move along.

( whimpering )

( scatting to music )

Nerdtron being hall monitor

is the worst thing

that’s happened

to this school

since they banned

extreme jump roping.

( siren blaring )

           Ms. Vortex, pull over.

What’s the problem, hall moron?

I believe you’ve committed

           a fashion infraction.

Goddard, obtain pants’

measurement data.

11 3/4 inches.

Too short for pants,

yet too long for shorts.

A direct violation

of the Lindbergh Elementary

Fashion Treaty of ‘97.

Why don’t you do something

useful and arrest yourself

for being a dork?

Is that music

you’re listening to?

( giggling ):

   Yeah.

It’s the new song

by the cute Multi-cultural

Boys With No Attitude.

           There is no pop, punk,

funkhouse, blues, rock, roll

oldies or easy listening

allowed in the halls.

Goddard, confiscate.

Uh-oh… ( gasps )

Music withdrawal!

( shrieks )

Skin… feeling… clammy.

( rattling )

Whoa, that was on

the harsh side.

Do you have

a problem, citizen?

What’s in the gym bag?

W-What?

Hey, Jimmy, it’s me--

           the Sheenster.

Cut me some slack, homefly.

Goddard, X-ray.

Ultra Lord comic,

Ultra Lord action figure

Ultra Lord

athletic supporter…

Ah-hah!

And what do we have here?

( sniffs )

           A colorfully wrapped

sucrose-based chewing substance.

Gum perhaps?

Uh, I wasn’t chewing it.

That’s possession, Sheen.

You are going down.

Uh, Jimmy, I’m not going

anything wrong

or b-b-bad or evil, am I?

Hall Monitoring System 1.1v

OVER   LOAD

You have exceeded

the amount of

llama stickers

on your lunch box.

I know, but…

but I got a special permit.

Shh.

I think your friend’s hat

is on a little too tight.

His hats are always too tight.

Look at his head.

Maybe we should get

Principal Willoughby.

Are you conducting

a secret meeting?

Is this a conspiracy

           to start a riot?

Up against the wall!

Spread ‘em!

O-Okay, Neutron,

you’re out of control.

I’m making a citizen’s arrest.

I want a public defender!

I want my music!

I want my mommy!

( whining )

And some fudge.

Red alert, Goddard!

This is not a drill.

This floor is on lockdown.

Incarcerate the troublemakers.

           ( blues rhythm )

♪ I miss my music ♪

♪ Na-na-na-na ♪

♪ I miss it so bad

that I could cry ♪

♪ Na-na-na-na ♪

♪ Na-na-na-na ♪

♪ If I don’t get my music… ♪

Lady, we don’t sing

the blues here.

( clinking )

No tin-cup banging,

Gum Boy.

Aw, man.

And no carving keys

to your cell out of soap.

Um… Mr. Hall Monitor, sir?

Can I got the bathroom,

                               please?

Yeah… Yeah, me, too!

I got to go, too.

All right.

You have 60 seconds.

Oh…

I don’t know

if I can go that fast.

58 seconds.

We got to get

out of here, Carl.

But I’m not done yet.

No, I mean get out

and get help.

Jimmy’s gone nuts.

I have an escape plan.

Check it out.

I’ll disguise himself

as a rhesus monkey

and shimmy down the fire escape

with my feet, and then you…

Goddard, retract and access

           central toilet system

and flush ‘em out.

“Flushing”

Surf’s up!

( yelling )

What in the name

of all things bright

and beautiful

is going on?

These hooligans were trying

                      to escape.

Principal Willoughby, Jimmy’s

unleashed a reign of terror.

Terror!

( grunting )

He is the worst

hall monitor ever!

He’s still my best friend

but he’s gone mad with power!

I’m simply doing my job.

           Goddard, hose

these radicals down

and put ‘em in chains.

Wait a minute.

Goddard, records everything.

He can prove how crazy

           Jimmy’s been

in high definition

           and Dolby THX.

Yeah. Let’s see what man’s best

friend has up his hard drive.

           Hah! He won’t show you

subversive types anything.

Why not?

‘Cause you didn’t say

                       “Goddard,

access hall monitor tapes.”

Darn.

ACCESSING

( no audio )

                                  DAD:

              But there’s a danger

hidden beneath the glamour, son.

A man in uniform is

a powerful thing.

Hi, Ji-uh-Ji-sonny.

Just dropped by to remind you

not to overdo that whole, uh,

           hall monitor thing.

I did, and darn if I didn’t lose

           every friend I had.

Buh-bye!

( thud )

( gasps )

Is… Is that really me?

D-Did I become obsessed

with power in my quest

to emulate Albert Einstein

and be the greatest

hall monitor?

ALL:

Yes!

Oh, about Einstein being

a hall monitor, Jimmy--

that was my sister Eunice.

( chuckles )

I’m always getting them

           confused.

Eunice

KIDS:

Eww!

Principal Willoughby,

           I hereby resign.

Eunice

( cheering )

I’m afraid

that’s impossible.

According to the Lindbergh

school constitution

hall monitors can’t resign.

( squawks )

You have to be fired

for breaking the rules.

                                  Hmm…

for breaking the rules, eh?

( singsongy ):

I’m chewing gum!

I’m playing music!

My pants are too short.

I’m putting

too many stickers

on my lunch box!

And now, let’s pick

our next hall monitor!

Carl Wheezer.

Victory is mine!

Your mother called.

           She said don’t forget

to take your… ( squawks )

nose drops.

Oh.

Oh.

And the new hall monitor is…

Ultra Hall Monitor says,

           None shall pass!

( school bell ringing )

( kids shouting )

( Sheen yelling )

( Sheen yelling )

( Sheen yelling )

( Sheen yelling )

TRADING FACES (10/14/2002) [Closed Captioned][]

It’s another inventions mishap for Jimmy. But this time it’s

worse than ever — Jimmy and Cindy have switched brains!

And it’s going to take Carl, Libby and Sheen to set things

back to normal!

T    r    a    d    i    n    g

                       F    a    c    e    s

WRiTTEN BY

ANDREW NiCHOLLS

DARRELL ViCKERS

MUSiC COMPOSED BY

CHARLiE BRiSSETTE

THEME MUSiC BY

BRiAN CAUSEY

DiRECTED BY

MiKE GASAWAY

CREATED BY

JOHN A. DAViS

I call it the Neutron

encephalo-synthesizer.

It isolates and amplifies

alpha brain waves

passes them through a

12-tone interpreter module

and outputs them in

an audible frequency.

Uh, what was that

first part again?

And that middle part?

And the end-y part, too.

Well, simply put

                       it translates

your thoughts and feelings

into notes and rhythm.

And so, without

further ado

I now present the musical

stylings of my brain.

( yodeling plays on tape )

JAMMER

( laughter )

                               JIMMY:

           The feminine brain is a

treacherous minefield, Carl.

Thanks for coming over to

console me in my darkest hour.

                       Well, actually,

I was hoping you’d help me

with my geometry homework.

           Now, the triangles

are the pointy ones, right?

TRIANGLES

       ARE

     YOUR

   FRIENDS

Today was only the latest

                      in a long line

of humiliating pranks

Cindy’s pulled on me.

           If only I knew

what she was thinking

            I could catch her in

the planning stage and…

Whoa!

( lightning cracks )

( lightning cracks )

( squeaking and whirring )

( squeaking and whirring )

TRIANGLES

       ARE

     YOUR

   FRIENDS

I’ll put out the tone generator

           and substitute

a voice synthesizer…

JIMMY’S VOICE:

Come on, work, work!

It works!

CARL’S VOICE:

              Hmm…

the ends of my fingers

           look like

little pink plums.

If I use headphones

Cindy will never know

I’m reading

her every thought.

I wish I could

try it tonight

and see if she’s got

something sneaky planned

for tomorrow.

Nick, um, um, I-I hate

to bother you at home

           but I’m stuck with these

two dumb tickets for, um…

What was that band

           you liked again?

( click-beep )

TICKeTmeISTer

ADMIT ONE

Oops, um, call waiting.

Don’t go anywhere.

                                  JIMMY:

Hi, Cindy, uh, what you doing?

Neutron!

Well, after I hang up, I’ll be

getting an unlisted number.

                                  JIMMY:

Hmm, no brain wave response.

Goddard, recalibrate

to 3.8 Gigahertz.

( rapid beeping )

RECALIBRATING -- 3.8 GHz

                      CINDY:

I hope Brainzilla

isn’t on to tomorrow’s

           little surprise.

Ah, jackpot!

Oh, uh, yeah, I

just phoned to see

if you had any special plans

to humiliate me tomorrow.

Oh, no, don’t tell me.

He’s found out about the--

Jimmy!

Are you okay?

If you can hear me,

tell me the answers

to 5-a through 11-c.

I mean, just so I know

that you’re okay.

CINDY’S VOICE:

           Jimmy?!

Hello?

I’m Cindy, and what are you

           doing in my room?

Where is my room

           and what happened

to my puffy pink nail polish?

( screams )

( Jimmy’s voice screaming )

( both screaming )

( electronic hum )

           VOX:

Rejected!

Girl hair! Girl hair!

Girl hair!

           JIMMY’S VOICE:

Vox, it’s me! Let me in!

                      CINDY’S VOICE:

If you get garbage on my hair,

           I’ll never forgive you!

What have you got

to say for yourself?

           Or myself?

Or whoever you are?!

                       JIMMY’S VOICE:

Please don’t put my hands

                       on my hips!

Guys don’t go that!

I’ll put my hands anywhere

           I want to put my hands.

I’ll skip to the doll shop,

swinging my hips, like this.

♪ Swingy, swingy,

swingy, swingy ♪

♪ Girlie, girlie, girlie… ♪

No!

Then fix this, you idiot-- now!

Absolutely!

I just need to tinker with it

                      for a few hours.

We don’t have a few hours.

School starts in 20 minutes.

You may have stolen

my body and my clothes

but you’re not ruining my

perfect attendance record.

Now get my butt to class!

JIMMY’S VOICE:

My ankles are freezing!

Why don’t girls just buy

pants that cover their legs?

CINDY’S VOICE:

Stop dragging my feet.

Those are new shoes.

Look, if we just act like each

other, nobody will ever know.

( imitating Jimmy’s voice ):

           Look at me, everybody!

I sure am smart.

Admire my big,

show-offy brain.

You think I spent

enough hours on my

hair this morning?

Hey, everybody,

look at my ankles.

When will I get a pair

of pants the right length?

Who knows?

Here he goes.

Oh, this one’s

going to be great.

He doesn’t

suspect a thing.

           Oh, yeah, uh…

today’s practical joke.

( splat )

( laughter )

           CINDY’S VOICE:

Oh, so it’s war, is it?

                      Fine.

( imitating Jimmy’s voice ):

           Look at me, everybody!

I, Jimmy Neutron, am a blue-

faced, cross-eyed nosepicker.

( laughter )

JIMMY’S VOICE:

Oh, yeah?

Listen to this.

Don’t you dare.

( farting noise )

( laughter )

( laughter )

( laughter )

( imitating Cindy’s voice ):

How very ladylike of me.

Cindy, what happened

           last night?

You said something about

an extra concert ticket

and then the line went dead.

           ( in Cindy’s voice ):

I wouldn’t go to a concert

                                  with you

if you were the last boy

           on Earth.

That’s how stuck up I am.

( all gasp )

CINDY’S VOICE:

Nick!

( faking Jimmy’s voice ):

I mean, Nick,

she doesn’t mean that.

MISS FOWL:

Quiet, children.

Pop quiz.

( class groaning )

Pop Quiz

NAME:

1. The Ant is a member of which family?

2. What are the names of the planets?

( class groaning )

CINDY’S VOICE:

I hope you enjoyed your

straight A’s, Neutron,

‘cause they’re a

thing of the past.

“The ant is a member

of the vegetable family.”

           JIMMY’S VOICE:

“Name the planets:”

Farkle… Gub-Gub…

I would like

an explanation

for these two

disgraceful papers.

( imitating Jimmy’s voice ):

There’s a simple explanation,

Miss Fowl.

I, Jimmy Neutron, am a complete

gabble-headed dipstick.

Huh?

( as Cindy ):

But not as big a dipstick

as you are, Miss Fowl.

and if I don’t get

a month’s worth of detention

for that, you’re even

dumber than you look.

( faking Jimmy’s voice ):

Oh, yeah?

Well, how many detentions

is this worth, Miss Fowl breath?

( distressed clucking )

( snoring )

( snoring )

( metallic squeaking )

You think you could

figure this out

sometime before

I need to shave?

Hey, I want out of

this badly dressed body

just as much as you do.

CINDY’S VOICE:

Badly dressed?!

Do you know how long

it took me to floss

your big, old beaver teeth

                      last night?

           JIMMY’S VOICE:

And, uh, by the way

you start tomorrow

at Hank’s Weenie Barn.

Here’s your weenie.

   Hank’s

W e e n I e

  B a R n

( laughter )

( laughter )

                       ( as Jimmy ):

It’s something I’ve wanted to do

all my life, Miss Fowl.

( clears throat )

Attention!

                       Here’s a list

of all the boys in school

who make me, Cindy Vortex

feel all fuzzy inside.

Abraham “Mud-Face” Adler…

SHARKOS

( imitating Jimmy’s voice ):

           And I want more chores

           around the house…

…Oleander…

And I want a meat log

           for Christmas…

Butch.

Okay, maybe not Butch.

And I’d like you to sell my bed

forcing me to sleep in the crawl

           space under the house

with the rats.

Are you sure

about this, Cindy?

( faking Cindy’s voice ):

Yes, Cindy’s Mother.

I’m glad

the expensive outfits

I used to be

so foolishly proud of

will now be

clothing the needy.

      THE

SALVATION

     NAVY

JIMMY’S VOICE:

Do we have to

hide behind here?

Well, sorry, Jim

but we don’t have to been

           talking to a girl.

Yeah, that’s a mandatory

five months

of people

pointing at you going:

♪ Nyah-nyah nyah-nyah-nyah ♪

without the possibility

of parole.

                       JIMMY’S VOICE:

I’ve got to reverse this effect

                      before…

                       CINDY’S VOICE:

Do these shoes make me look…

           JIMMY’S VOICE:

Oh, no, I’m starting

to think like her.

CINDY’S VOICE:

At least you’re thinking.

Ooh, conflict-- got to go.

CINDY’S VOICE:

Look, we’ve spent all our

time sniping at each other

and hardly any time finding

a solution to our problem.

JIMMY’S VOICE:

But I don’t know

how to generate enough power

to affect a simultaneous

brain transference.

Unless…

unless I dump both our minds

into a virtual brain pod.

“Dump our minds”?

Yeah, yeah-- while our bodies

           are lying useless

we get the most trustworthy

                      people we know

to sort our respective memories

                       and abilities

into the correct heads.

Don’t worry,

Jimmy and Cindy

           I’ll put your minds

back in the right places.

                      CINDY’S VOICE:

You can’t even keep the gravy

inside your mashed potato

           volcano at lunch.

You expect me to let

you put my brain back?

Cindy, don’t worry.

I know your brain,

and I won’t let them

put any stupid

boy stuff in it.

           JIMMY’S VOICE:

Okay, listen up, here.

When our brains are uploaded

                       all our memories

will appear on that screen.

You three have to decide

what belongs to who.

           Don’t give Cindy

my astounding ability

            to create and build

pioneering technologies, okay?

                      CINDY’S VOICE:

Oh, yeah, like I’d want to

invent a toilet in a briefcase.

Hey, hey, that could have been

           an invaluable accessory

for the traveling businessman.

Carl, throw the switch

and shut them up.

( whimpering )

( whimpering )

( zapping )

( zapping )

Look, there’s Jimmy’s entire

memory of the third grade.

           SHEEN:

           And we drag that

to the jimmy side.

           “Supreme dislike

of show-offy boys.”

That’s Cindy.

Oh, yeah.

“Ability to whistle.”

Can Cindy whistle?

I don’t know.

We gave Jimmy’s rapturous

enjoyment of mustard.

Let’s give Cindy whistling.

“Extreme dislike of girls who

                       dislike boys

“who dislike girls who dislike

show-offy boys who dislike…”

It’s so confusing!

Just throw that one away!

( beeping )

( bell dings )

            SHEEN:

And… download.

( flushing )

DOWNLOADING

LIBBY:

Jimmy? Cindy?

Are you back

in your heads?

JIMMY’S VOICE:

I… I  can’t see my ankles.

Oh, no! He’s blind!

                       No, Carl,

I’ve got my own pants back.

I warn you, Neutron, if anything

at all is wrong with my brain…

You mean other than

what was wrong with it before?

           …I’ll hit you

so hard in the mouth

it’ll wake up your dentist.

( bell dings, gears whir )

Did you, um, notice

when your brains

were floating inside

that thing together--

which was disgusting,

           by the way--

one of us

was imaging us

walking down a country lane

holding hands and, um, kissing?

Okay, I remember that, but

it wasn’t my brain thinking it.

Well, it sure as heck

           wasn’t mine!

It must have been yours, Vortex,

because it was not mine!

No, you just said…

The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron, Boy Genius Website Promo[]

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End Credits To The Adventures of Jimmy Neutron, Boy Genius: Sea of Trouble Video[]

R A I S E    T H E

O      O      Z      Y

S      C      A      B

Executive Producer

STEVE OEDEKERK

Producers

KEITH ALCORN

JOHN A. DAVIS

PAUL MARSHAL

Supervising Producer

JED SPINGARN

Co-Producer

GRANT MORAN

Creative Consultant to Nicktoons

TUCK TUCKER

Line Producer

BENJAMIN GILBERG

Story Editors

STEVEN BANKS

Production Managers

KIM BENZINE-ROWELL

KIM SAXON

Cast

ANDREA MARTIN                                     ………………………. Ms. Fowl

ROB PAULSEN     …………………………….. Carl Wheezer (character) /

                                                            Butch Pakovski (character) / Squid

DEBI DERRYBERRY                                           ………………….. Anya /

                                                                         Jimmy Neutron (character)

JEFFREY GARCIA ……………………………. Sheen Estevez (character)

                                                                                                             Fish

CAROLYN LAWRENCE                        ……………………… Cindy Vortex

CRYSTAL SCALES                           …………………………. Libby Folfax

CANDI MILO                                 ………………………… Britney Tenelli /

                                                                                               Female Fish

Casting By

SARAH NOONAN

Casting Supervisor

JENNIE MONICA

Storyboard Artists

PAUL CLAERHOUT

JASON DORF

Designers

KEITH ALCORN

PAUL CLAERHOUT

JOE RILEY

Modeling and Setup Department Head

SEAN JENSEN

Supervising Modeling and Setup Artist

BEAU HAWKINS

Modeling and Setup Artists

LANCE ADCOCK

JOHN CHASTAIN

MICHAEL DUFFY

TOM JORDAN

AARON STEADMAN

CHRIS TRAN

Texture Department Head

RYAN MICHERO

Texture Artists

TODD HARPER

CHRIS NAKATA

JOSH SMELTZER

AARON THEDFORD

Layout Department Head

STEVEN KOLBE

Layout Artists

DAVID BREHM

JOE JOHNSTON

CHRIS SHERROD

SHAWN WAPSKINEH

Supervising Animators

MATTHEW RUSSELL

TOM GREVERA

Animators

PAUL ALLEN

KIRBY ATKINS

BRIAN CAPSHAW

RAY CHASE

ANDREA DAVIS

RYAN DAVIS

MIKE GARGIULO

TIM HATCHER

RENA MINTZA

DEANNA MOLINARO

TOM SAVILLE

CARL SCHEMBRI

MARK THIELEN

MICHAEL C. WALLING

AARON WERNTZ

Lip-Sync Animation

NICK GIBBONS

Lighting and Special Effects Department Head

CONNON CAREY

Supervising Lighting and Effects Artists

TROY GRIFFIN

IAN MEGIBBEN

Special FX and Environment Lead Artists

GREG REYNOLDS

JEREMY TOTEL

Lighting and Effects Artists

CHAD CAREY

ANN HASSELER-DeCARRASCO

JASON JOHNSTON

AUGUSTO SCHILLACI

DAVID SHAVERS

Recording Engineers

KRANDAL CREWS

JUSTIN BRINSFIELD

First Assistant

MISHELLE SMITH

Voice Direction By

GINNY MCSWAIN

Dialogue Editor

MICHAEL PETAK

Audio Post Production

MENZA PRODUCTION GROUP

Sound Effects Editing

DEBORAH CORNISH

Re-Recording Mixer

GARY FRENCH, C.A.S.

Editor

JON MICHAEL PRICE

First Assistant Editor

JAKE PATTON

Second Assistant Editor

BRENT HUTCHINS

Script Coordinators

FINBAR O’RIORDAN

BRIAN STUART

Production Coordinators

RENA ARCHER

ELLYN KLEIN

Pre-Production Coordinators

PAM KOLBE

ANGIE PARKS

Post-Production Coordinator

SHANNA BASSINGER

Systems Administration

KEENAN KOCHISS

RICH HIRNEISE

Production Software Engineers

BRETT HESTER

MICHAEL DUFFY

Render Wranglers

BRETT HESTER

RICH HIRNEISE

Production Bookeeper

LINDA BRATTAIN

Production Bookeeper

AMY HUDSON

Studio Coordinator

TIFFANY BROWER

Production Assistants

JOHN RICHARD CARLSON

KATHRYN WAGGONER

NALER WILLIAMS

Production Services

DNA PRODUCTIONS, INC.

Special Thanks To

MARGIE COHN

ALBIE HECHT

KEVIN KAY

MARK TAYLOR

Production Executive

RICO HILL

T   H   E     P   H   A   N   T   O   M

                       O   F

     R   E   T   R   O   L   A   N   D

Executive Producer

STEVE OEDEKERK

Producers

KEITH ALCORN

JOHN A. DAVIS

PAUL MARSHAL

Supervising Producer

JED SPINGARN

Co-Producer

GRANT MORAN

Creative Consultant to Nicktoons

TUCK TUCKER

Line Producer

BENJAMIN GILBERG

Story Editors

STEVEN BANKS

Production Managers

KIM BENZINE-ROWELL

KIM SAXON

Cast

DEBI DERRYBERRY          ………………. Jimmy Neutron (character)

CAROLYN LAWRENCE             …………. Cindy Vortex / Phantom #2

ANDREA MARTIN                                     …………………… Ms. Fowl

JEFFREY GARCIA ………………………… Sheen Estevez (character)

CANDI MILO       ………………… Nick Dean (character) / Phantom #1

ROB PAULSEN        …………………………. Carl Wheezer (character)

MEGAN CAVANAGH                    …………. Judy Neutron (character) /

                                                                                             Phantom #3

MARK DECARLO                           ………… Hugh Neutron (character)

FRANK WELKER                                ………… Goddard / Phantom #4

CRYSTAL SCALES                   ……………. Phantom #2 / Libby Folfax

Casting By

SARAH NOONAN

Casting Supervisor

JENNIE MONICA

Storyboard Artists

PAUL CLAERHOUT

JOE RILEY

Designers

KEITH ALCORN

PAUL CLAERHOUT

JOE RILEY

Modeling and Setup Department Head

SEAN JENSEN

Supervising Modeling and Setup Artist

BEAU HAWKINS

Modeling and Setup Artists

LANCE ADCOCK

JOHN CHASTAIN

MICHAEL DUFFY

TOM JORDAN

AARON STEADMAN

CHRIS TRAN

Texture Department Head

RYAN MICHERO

Texture Artists

TODD HARPER

JOSH SMELTZER

Layout Department Head

STEVEN KOLBE

Layout Artists

DAVID BREHM

JOE JOHNSTON

CHRIS SHERROD

SHANE WAPSKINEH

Supervising Animators

MATTHEW RUSSELL

TOM GREVERA

Animators

PAUL ALLEN

KIRBY ATKINS

BRIAN CAPSHAW

RAY CHASE

ANDREA DAVIS

RYAN DAVIS

MIKE GARGIULO

TIM HATCHER

RENA MINTZA

DEANNA MOLINARO

TOM SAVILLE

CARL SCHEMBRI

MARK THIELEN

MICHAEL C. WALLING

AARON WERNTZ

Lip-Sync Animation

NICK GIBBONS

Lighting and Special Effects Department Head

CONNON CAREY

Supervising Lighting and Effects Artists

TROY GRIFFIN

IAN MEGIBBEN

Special FX and Environment Lead Artists

GREG REYNOLDS

JEREMY TOTEL

Lighting and Effects Artists

CHAD CAREY

ANN HASSELER-DeCARRASCO

JASON JOHNSTON

AUGUSTO SCHILLACI

DAVID SHAVERS

Recording Engineers

KRANDAL CREWS

JUSTIN BRINSFIELD

First Assistant

MISHELLE SMITH

Voice Direction By

GINNY MCSWAIN

Dialogue Editor

MICHAEL PETAK

Audio Post Production

MENZA PRODUCTION GROUP

Sound Effects Editing

DELL LITTLE

DEBORAH CORNISH

Re-Recording Mixer

GARY FRENCH, C.A.S.

Editor

JON MICHAEL PRICE

First Assistant Editor

JAKE PATTON

Second Assistant Editor

BRENT HUTCHINS

Script Coordinators

FINBAR O’RIORDAN

MAUREEN PITZ

BRIAN STUART

Production Coordinators

RENA ARCHER

ELLYN KLEIN

Pre-Production Coordinators

PAM KOLBE

ANGIE PARKS

Post-Production Coordinator

SHANNA BASSINGER

Systems Administration

KEENAN KOCHISS

RICH HIRNEISE

Production Software Engineers

BRETT HESTER

MICHAEL DUFFY

Render Wranglers

BETT HESTER

RICH HIRNEISE

Production Accountant

LINDA BRATTAIN

Production Bookeeper

AMY HUDSON

Studio Coordinator

TIFFANY BROWER

Production Assistants

JOHN RICHARD CARLSON

KATHRYN WAGGONER

Production Services

DNA PRODUCTIONS, INC.

Special Thanks To

MARGIE COHN

ALBIE HECHT

KEVIN KAY

MARK TAYLOR

Production Executive

RICO HILL

        H      y      p      n      o

B      i      r      t      h      d      a      y

        t      o      Y      o      u

Executive Producer

STEVE OEDEKERK

Producers

KEITH ALCORN

JOHN A. DAVIS

PAUL MARSHAL

Supervising Producer

JED SPINGARN

Co-Producer

GRANT MORAN

Creative Consultant to Nicktoons

TUCK TUCKER

Line Producer

BENJAMIN GILBERG

Story Editors

STEVEN BANKS

Production Managers

KIM BENZINE-ROWELL

KIM SAXON

Cast/Special Guest

JEFFREY GARCIA                      …………………………. Sheen Estevez (character)

ROB PAULSEN …………………….. Carl Wheezer (character) / Oleander Svalsbord

DEBI DERRYBERRY                          …………. Jimmy Neutron (character) / Amber

MARK DECARLO                                         ……………… Hugh Neutron (character)

MEGAN CAVANAGH                                          ………….. Judy Neutron (character)

BEN STEIN                                                                                           as Mr. Giggles

CANDI MILO                                      ………………………….. Nick Dean (character)

CAROLYN LAWRENCE                                            …………………… Cindy Vortex

CRYSTAL SCALES                                                        ………………… Libby Folfax

Casting By

SARAH NOONAN

Casting Supervisor

JENNIE MONICA

Storyboard Artists

PAUL CLAERHOUT

BRYAN BREWER

Designers

KEITH ALCORN

PAUL CLAERHOUT

JOE RILEY

Modeling and Setup Department Head

SEAN JENSEN

Supervising Modeling and Setup Artist

BEAU HAWKINS

Modeling and Setup Artists

LANCE ADCOCK

JOHN CHASTAIN

KWESI A. DAVIS

MICHAEL DUFFY

TOM JORDAN

AARON STEADMAN

CHRIS TRAN

Texture Department Head

RYAN MICHERO

Texture Artists

TODD HARPER

JOSH SMELTZER

Layout Department Head

STEVEN KOLBE

Layout Artists

DAVID BREHM

JOE JOHNSTON

CHRIS SHERROD

SHANE WAPSKINEH

Supervising Animators

MATTHEW RUSSELL

TOM GREVERA

Animators

PAUL ALLEN

KIRBY ATKINS

BRIAN CAPSHAW

RAY CHASE

ANDREA DAVIS

RYAN DAVIS

MIKE GARGIULO

TIM HATCHER

RENA MINTZA

DEANNA MOLINARO

TOM SAVILLE

CARL SCHEMBRI

MARK THIELEN

MICHAEL C. WALLING

AARON WERNTZ

Lip-Sync Animation

NICK GIBBONS

Lighting and Special Effects Department Head

CONNON CAREY

Supervising Lighting and Effects Artists

TROY GRIFFIN

IAN MEGIBBEN

Special FX and Environment Lead Artists

GREG REYNOLDS

JEREMY TOTEL

Lighting and Effects Artists

CHAD CAREY

ANN HASSELER-DeCARRASCO

JASON JOHNSTON

CHRIS NAKATA

DAVID SHAVERS

Recording Engineers

KRANDAL CREWS

JUSTIN BRINSFIELD

First Assistant

MISHELLE SMITH

Voice Direction By

GINNY MCSWAIN

Dialogue Editor

MICHAEL PETAK

Audio Post Production

MENZA PRODUCTION GROUP

Sound Effects Editing

DELL LITTLE

DEBORAH CORNISH

Re-Recording Mixer

GARY FRENCH, C.A.S.

Editor

JON MICHAEL PRICE

First Assistant Editor

JAKE PATTON

Second Assistant Editor

BRENT HUTCHINS

Script Coordinators

MAUREEN PITZ

BRIAN STUART

Production Coordinators

RENA ARCHER

ELLYN KLEIN

Pre-Production Coordinators

PAM KOLBE

ANGIE PARKS

Post-Production Coordinator

SHANNA BASSINGER

Systems Administration

RICH HIRNEISE

GREG GLASER

Production Software Engineers

BRETT HESTER

MICHAEL DUFFY

Render Wranglers

BRETT HESTER

GREG GLASER

Production Accountant

LINDA BRATTAIN

Production Bookeeper

AMY HUDSON

Studio Coordinator

TIFFANY BROWER

Production Assistants

JOHN RICHARD CARLSON

KATHRYN WAGGONER

NALER WILLIAMS

Production Services

DNA PRODUCTIONS, INC.

Special Thanks To

MARGIE COHN

ALBIE HECHT

KEVIN KAY

MARK TAYLOR

Production Executive

RICO HILL

      H       A       L       L

M    O    N    S    T    E    R

Executive Producer

STEVE OEDEKERK

Producers

KEITH ALCORN

JOHN A. DAVIS

PAUL MARSHAL

Supervising Producer

JED SPINGARN

Co-Producer

GRANT MORAN

Creative Consultant to Nicktoons

TUCK TUCKER

Line Producer

BENJAMIN GILBERG

Story Editors

STEVEN BANKS

Production Managers

KIM BENZINE-ROWELL

KIM SAXON

Cast

DEBI DERRYBERRY                   …………. Jimmy Neutron (character)

FRANK WELKER                                               ……………… Goddard

JEFFREY GARCIA …………………………. Sheen Estevez (character)

ROB PAULSEN             …………………….. Carl Wheezer (character) /

                                  Principal Willoughby / Butch Pakovski (character)

CRYSTAL SCALES           ………………… Chuck Lester / Libby Folfax

ANDREA MARTIN                                     ……………………. Ms. Fowl

MARK DECARLO                    ……………… Hugh Neutron (character)

CAROLYN LAWRENCE                       …………………… Cindy Vortex

Casting By

SARAH NOONAN

Casting Supervisor

JENNIE MONICA

Storyboard Artists

PAUL CLAERHOUT

BRYAN BREWER

Designers

KEITH ALCORN

PAUL CLAERHOUT

JOE RILEY

Modeling and Setup Department Head

SEAN JENSEN

Supervising Modeling and Setup Artist

BEAU HAWKINS

Modeling and Setup Artists

LANCE ADCOCK

JOHN CHASTAIN

KWESI A. DAVIS

MICHAEL DUFFY

TOM JORDAN

AARON STEADMAN

CHRIS TRAN

Texture Department Head

RYAN MICHERO

Texture Artists

TODD HARPER

JOSH SMELTZER

Layout Department Head

STEVEN KOLBE

Layout Artists

DAVID BREHM

JOE JOHNSTON

CHRIS SHERROD

SHANE WAPSKINEH

Supervising Animators

MATTHEW RUSSELL

TOM GREVERA

Animators

PAUL ALLEN

KIRBY ATKINS

BRIAN CAPSHAW

RAY CHASE

ANDREA DAVIS

RYAN DAVIS

MIKE GARGIULO

TIM HATCHER

RENA MINTZA

DEANNA MOLINARO

TOM SAVILLE

CARL SCHEMBRI

MARK THIELEN

MICHAEL C. WALLING

AARON WERNTZ

Lip-Sync Animation

NICK GIBBONS

Lighting and Special Effects Department Head

CONNON CAREY

Supervising Lighting and Effects Artists

TROY GRIFFIN

IAN MEGIBBEN

Special FX and Environment Lead Artists

GREG REYNOLDS

JEREMY TOTEL

Lighting and Effects Artists

CHAD CAREY

ANN HASSELER-DeCARRASCO

JASON JOHNSTON

CHRIS NAKATA

DAVID SHAVERS

Recording Engineers

KRANDAL CREWS

JUSTIN BRINSFIELD

First Assistant

MISHELLE SMITH

Voice Direction By

GINNY MCSWAIN

Dialogue Editor

MICHAEL PETAK

Audio Post Production

MENZA PRODUCTION GROUP

Sound Effects Editing

DELL LITTLE

DEBORAH CORNISH

Re-Recording Mixer

GARY FRENCH, C.A.S.

Editor

JON MICHAEL PRICE

First Assistant Editor

JAKE PATTON

Second Assistant Editor

BRENT HUTCHINS

Script Coordinators

MAUREEN PITZ

BRIAN STUART

Production Coordinators

RENA ARCHER

ELLYN KLEIN

Pre-Production Coordinators

PAM KOLBE

ANGIE PARKS

Post-Production Coordinator

SHANNA BASSINGER

Systems Administration

RICH HIRNEISE

GREG GLASER

Production Software Engineers

BRETT HESTER

MICHAEL DUFFY

Render Wranglers

BRETT HESTER

GREG GLASER

Production Accountant

LINDA BRATTAIN

Production Bookeeper

AMY HUDSON

Studio Coordinator

TIFFANY BROWER

Production Assistants

JOHN RICHARD CARLSON

KATHRYN WAGGONER

NALER WILLIAMS

Production Services

DNA PRODUCTIONS, INC.

Special Thanks To

MARGIE COHN

ALBIE HECHT

KEVIN KAY

MARK TAYLOR

Production Executive

RICO HILL

T    r    a    d    i    n    g

                       F    a    c    e    s

Executive Producer

STEVE OEDEKERK

Producers

KEITH ALCORN

JOHN A. DAVIS

PAUL MARSHAL

Supervising Producer

JED SPINGARN

Co-Producer

GRANT MORAN

Creative Consultant to Nicktoons

TUCK TUCKER

Line Producer

BENJAMIN GILBERG

Story Editors

STEVEN BANKS

Production Managers

KIM BENZINE-ROWELL

KIM SAXON

Cast

DEBI DERRYBERRY …………. Jimmy Neutron (character) / Jimmy’s Voice /

                                                                                                      Cindy Vortex

ROB PAULSEN                …………………………. Carl Wheezer (character) /

                                                                                                       Carl’s Voice

JEFFREY GARCIA            ………………………… Sheen Estevez (character)

CAROLYN LAWRENCE                                 ………………….. Cindy Vortex /

                                                                               Jimmy Neutron (character)

FRANK WELKER                                                          …………….. Goddard

MEGAN CAVANAGH      …………. VOX (character) / Mrs. Vortex (character)

CRYSTAL SCALES                                     ……………………… Libby Folfax

CANDI MILO                                    …………………… Nick Dean (character)

ANDREA MARTIN                                                …………………… Ms. Fowl

Casting By

SARAH NOONAN

Casting Supervisor

JENNIE MONICA

Storyboard Artists

PAUL CLAERHOUT

BRYAN BREWER

Designers

KEITH ALCORN

PAUL CLAERHOUT

JOE RILEY

Modeling and Setup Department Head

SEAN JENSEN

Supervising Modeling and Setup Artist

BEAU HAWKINS

Modeling and Setup Artists

LANCE ACOCK

JOHN CHASTAIN

KWESI A. DAVIS

MICHAEL DUFFY

TOM JORDAN

AARON STEADMAN

CHRIS TRAN

Texture Department Head

RYAN MICHERO

Texture Artists

TODD HARPER

JOSH SMELTZER

Layout Department Head

STEVEN KOLBE

Layout Artists

DAVID BREHM

JOE JOHNSTON

CHRIS SHERROD

SHANE WAPSKINEH

Supervising Animators

MATTHEW RUSSELL

TOM GREVERA

Animators

PAUL ALLEN

KIRBY ATKINS

BRIAN CAPSHAW

RAY CHASE

ANDREA DAVIS

RYAN DAVIS

MIKE GARGIULO

TIM HATCHER

RENA MINTZA

DEANNA MOLINARO

TOM SAVILLE

CARL SCHEMBRI

MARK THIELEN

MICHAEL C. WALLING

AARON WERNTZ

Lip-Sync Animation

NICK GIBBONS

Lighting and Special Effects Department Head

CONNON CAREY

Supervising Lighting and Effects Artists

TROY GRIFFIN

IAN MEGIBBEN

Special FX and Environment Lead Artists

GREG REYNOLDS

JEREMY TOTEL

Lighting and Effects Artists

CHAD CAREY

ANN HASSELER-DeCARRASCO

JASON JOHNSTON

AUGUSTO SCHILLACI

DAVID SHAVERS

Recording Engineers

KRANDAL CREWS

JUSTIN BRINSFIELD

First Assistant

MISHELLE SMITH

Voice Direction By

GINNY MCSWAIN

Dialogue Editor

MICHAEL PETAK

Audio Post Production

MENZA PRODUCTION GROUP

Sound Effects Editing

DELL LITTLE

DEBORAH CORNISH

Re-Recording Mixer

GARY FRENCH, C.A.S.

Editor

JON MICHAEL PRICE

First Assistant Editor

JAKE PATTON

Second Assistant Editor

BRENT HUTCHINS

Script Coordinators

MAUREEN PITZ

BRIAN STUART

Production Coordinators

RENA ARCHER

ELLYN KLEIN

Pre-Production Coordinators

PAM KOLBE

ANGIE PARKS

Post-Production Coordinator

SHANNA BASSINGER

Systems Administration

KEENAN KOCHISS

RICH HIRNEISE

Production Software Engineers

BRETT HESTER

MICHAEL DUFFY

Render Wranglers

BRETT HESTER

RICH HIRNEISE

Production Accountant

LINDA BRATTAIN

Production Bookeeper

AMY HUDSON

Studio Coordinator

TIFFANY BROWER

Production Assistants

JOHN RICHARD CARLSON

KATHRYN WAGGONER

Production Services

DNA PRODUCTIONS, INC.

Special Thanks To

MARGIE COHN

ALBIE HECHT

KEVIN KAY

MARK TAYLOR

Production Executive

RICO HILL

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