Superhero Flyer/Transcript

(Intro plays)

(Couch Gag: Everyone rushes to the couch, but its so tight, Pterano is flung out of the couch and onto the floor) Pterano: Oof!

(Spider-Man theme is playing at the beginning of the episode, New York City is seen from high. Suddenly a desperate voice is calling for help. Camera zooms to the city streets and shows an old woman trying to held her purse from two thieves.)

NY Woman: Help! Help! Some robbers stole my purse! Someone get my purse!

(A 2004 Sam Raimi Spider-Man web swings)

Spider-Man: Oh, duty calls. (He swings on his spider web from a skyscraper to the street) Don't worry, madam! Spider-Man's on the way. If I could think up of another catchphrase.

TBA.

(We cut to Rex's Pizza, where Garfield, Rocky, Shorty and Littlefoot are playing Scrabble)

Garfield: Hmm, how am I going to make a word out of these lousy letters. Oh wait, here's a good one, Do!

Littlefoot: ID, Triple Word Score!

Garfield: Hey, no abbreviations!

Littlefoot: Not I.D, ID, its a word!

Shorty: As in this game is Stup-id.

Garfield: Hey, shut up, boy.

Shorty: In your sleep stories.

Rocky: I think we can look this "ID" thing up in the dictionary.

Garfield: We have one?

Rocky: I think it's under the short leg of the couch.

(Garfield Grabs the dictionary and hands it to Littlefoot)

Littlefoot: ID, along with the ego and the superego, one of the three components of the psyche.

Garfield: Get out of here! (Unwraps banana)

Shorty: My turn! Kwyjibo! K-W-Y-J-I-B-O.

(Shorty spells out the word)

Shorty: 22 points, plus triple word score, plus 15 points for using all my letters. Game's over, I'm outta here.

(Garfield grabs Shorty by the neck)

Garfield: Wait a minute, you little cheater, you're not going anywhere until you tell me what Kwyjibo is!

Shorty: Kwyjibo, uhh, a big, dumb, balding, North American ape, with no chin.

Rocky: And a short temper!

Garfield: I'll show you a big DUMB BALDING APE!

Shorty: Uh-oh, Kwyjibo on the loose!

Littlefoot: [Laughing] That's a laugh! [Sighs]

(Scene cuts to Pterano, Spider-Man, Petrie, Etta and Guido, gliding above the city with Mutt and Wild Arms)

Spider-Man: Wow. The city is lookin' good, guys.

Guido: You're right, Spidey.

Petrie: Yeah. Me no see any danger down there either.

Wild Arms: (looks down) Whoa! That's high! That's VERY high.

Etta: It's OK, Wild Arms. Just don't look down.

Mutt: (looks down too) He's right. I feel dizzy.

Pterano: Don't worry, Mutt. It'll pass away.

Spider-Man: Don't try to throw up. You'll be fine.

(Mutt's face turns green, he hears his stomach gurgle)

Mutt: [Groans] I can't stand it any longer! (Gets down and pukes)

Petrie: Ugh, gross.

Spider-Man: Oh, man. Never mind. I never want to see that again.

Wild Arms: I hope it didn't fall on somebody's head.

Etta: Or somebody could slip on it and broke a leg.

Wild Arms: [Panting Rapidly]

Spider-Man: Hold on tight.

Guido: Alright, Spidey.

Mutt: (rubs his belly) Oh, my head hurts. (his stomach groans) And my belly too.

Petrie: (smiles) Me OK. Me no hurt.

Guido: Glad to hear that.

Spider-Man: You see something?

Pterano: (looks down) Are you OK, Guido?

Guido: Oh, yeah?

(Guido is stuck in a dumpster)

Pterano: Hold on! Spider-Man's gonna save you!

Spider-Man: (shoots his spider web to Guido) Catch this and don't let go!

Guido: I'm trying!

Spider-Man: Hold it tight!

Guido: It's slipping!

Spider-Man: (rolles his eyes) I know what I'm doing!

Pterano: Wow. I wish I was a superhero.

Etta: (to Pterano) That's not a bad idea.

Mutt: (hears his stomach gurgle and rubs it) Aw, this looks yummy and I'm gonna eat it. (eats a bag full of garbage)

Wild Arms: You are gross!

Guido: (to Spider-Man) Thanks for saving me!

Spider-Man: Wow! My spider-sense are tingling.

(4 street thugs are running)

Spider-Man: (points at them) Look! They stole money from bank!

Wild Arms: Go get them! Show them who is a hero here!

(TBA)

Etta: Look at him. He stopped the thugs.

Pterano: I see. He will sure teach me how to be a superhero.

Spider-Man: (to the thugs) Looks like you failed.

Thug: (sticks his tongue at him) You'll never stop us, Spider-Man!

Spider-Man: (still to the thugs) You'll not escape from law.

Spider-Man: Pterano, what are you doing?!

Pterano: I want to be like you!

Spider-Man: (To Pterano) Not now! I'm a little busy here!

Pterano: (repeats) I said 'I want to be like you.'

Spider-Man: (swings on his web) Don't worry, citizens! Spider-Man is here to save you! (beats the 4 thugs and returns the money to the bank) Here is your money.

(TBA)

Etta: (looks at Spider-Man dreamily) Wow, he saved the money.

Pterano: I'll ask him to teach me.

Spider-Man: (happy) I saved NYC once again!

Pterano: I want to be like you!

Spider-Man: Huh?

Pterano:

Spider-Man: Pterano, we need to have a talk.

(Pterano and Spider-Man goes to the rooftop)

Spider-Man: Now I need to ask: WHY did you disturbed my fighting?

Pterano: I wanted to be like you, Spider-Man.

Spider-Man: Well, that doesn't mean you can join me. Right?

Pterano: A superhero like you. [Gulps]

Spider-Man: Heard I right?

Pterano: Yes. Can you please teach me how to be a superhero?

Pterano

I want to be like you!

Spider-Man

Yes, I know you want to be like me

Pterano

 I want to do what you do

Spider-Man

Just wait and see

Pterano

And I'll be a hero!

Spider-Man

Yes, you will be a hero

Pterano: A hero like you.

Spider-Man: Being a superhero is not as easy as you might think. You gotta have fight evil almost everyday, but first, you gotta have powers, costume and nickname.

Pterano: Well, my power is flying and I can fight in the air.

Spider-Man: Powers, checked. Now the rest of it is nickname and costume.

Pterano: (walks back and forth.) How about Fabulous Fearsome Flyer?

Spider-Man: (shakes his head.) Too long.

Pterano: Umm...Very Important Creature?

Spider-Man: (shakes his head again.) Too big-headed.

Pterano: Scary Death?

Spider-Man: (almost screams out loud.) No way! It is too scary for a superhero. It fits a supervillain.

Pterano: (jumps high.) I got it! Super-Flyer!

Spider-Man: Sounds great. Nickname, checked. And the last thing you need is costume to cover your secret identity.

Pterano: But where am I supposed to get it?

(Mary Jane Watson shows up in front of surprised Spidey and Pterano.)

Mary Jane Watson: Hi guys, what are you talking about?

Spider-Man: We were talking about superhero stuff. You see, Pterano wants to be a superhero too. We already checked powers and nickname, he calls himself Super-Flyer, but our dilemma is perfect suit for him.

Mary Jane Watson: Maybe I could sew a great suit for Mr. Pterano.

Spider-Man: Thank you, Mary. You are a genius. Without you, I would be stucked in my thoughts of the suit.

(At Rocky's apartment...)

Hyp: Rocky! Where's Mutt?

Rocky: (shrugs) I don't know. I didn't see him yet.

Hyp: Me neither.

Ruby: He can be anywhere in the city.

Ducky: I am so worried about him, I am, I am.

Cera: Maybe he got lost or somebody kidnapped him.

Ducky: It would not be good. No, no, no.

(Mutt walk into Rocky's apartment, feeling sky sick, with one hand on his forehead and the other on his stomach)

Hyp: Mutt! You're back! Oh, you don't feel so good.

Mutt: (to Hyp) It was horrible!

Hyp: (surprised) What was horrible?!

Nod: Yeah, what was horrible?

Mutt: Well, I was flying above the city with Spider-Man, Pterano, Etta, Petrie, Guido and Wild Arms. Suddenly I felt sick, my face turned green, my stomach began to gurgle and I puked.

Rocky: Maybe you should lay down for a moment.

Mutt: Yeah. (hears his stomach gurgle) Uh-oh! It's happening again! (runs to the bathroom and vomits)

Hyp: Oh, I'm glad I wasn't at his place.

Ducky: Poor Mutt. He really should lay down. Yep, yep, yep.

Mutt: (comes out of the bathroom) [Sighs] That's a releif. I need to lay down.

Hyp: I hope you'll be fine soon.

(At Pearl St. in Downtown Manhattan...)

Loofah: What you wanna do?

Doofah: I don't know. Maybe we could just enjoy view from Empire State Building.

Loofah: You're reading my thoughts!

Cera: You Yellow Bellies are so full of ideas.

Doofah: (blushes) Thanks for noticing.

Foobie: [Squeaking Questioningly]

Cera: What he'd say?

Loofah: He said,"Shall we go something to do?"

Cera: Yeah, I'm bored.

Doofah: So where do you want to go?

(Back at Rocky's apartment...)

Hyp: Are you alright?

Mutt: (holding his stomach) [Groaning] It still hurts.

Wild Arms: Aw, poor little Mutt.

Littlefoot: So, what will we do next?

Shorty Well, we already played Scrabble. How about Truth or Dare?

Ali: Sounds great!

Littlefoot: That Kwyjibo thing was funny. You had to spell it out.

Garfield: Don't try to make me angry!

Chomper: Easy, easy.

Littlefoot: It was just a joke!

Mutt: Let's play Truth or Dare!

Shorty: I'm for it!

(Spider-Man swings and lands hard into the window)

All: Ohh!

(Rocky opens the window to let Spider-Man in)

Rocky: Spider-Man, are you all right?

Spider-Man: I think I am. Whoo. Slaming into the window kinda hurts.

Guido: (smiles as everybody)

Mutt: (feels the pain in his stomach) It's happening again!

Spider-Man: Please don't puke on the floor.

Spike:

Ducky:

Spider-Man:

Ducky:

Spider-Man: