A Fairly Odd Movie: Grow Up, Timmy Turner!

Huh?

He's so cute when he sleeps!

Our little angel!

Shh, don't wake him up!

Happy birthday, Timmy!

Wanda? Cosmo? What are you

GUYS, crazy?

You're a grown man still

wearing horsey pajamas, and

you're asking if we're crazy?

Crazy with excitement!

Happy 23rd birthday, Timmy

Turner!

Whoa! Thanks, guys!

Go ahead, Poof. Give it to

him.

Thanks, Poof!

Poof Poof.

But you know what I'd really

love is to get those first words

out. Come on, buddy. Let's hear

them. What are they, Poof? Come

on.

I think he's going to do it!

Well, maybe next time.

Open it quick! It's from me! If you like it, that is.

Oh, a sword? I hope he likes it! Wait. You mean--

birthday pirate battle! whoa! Oh!

Ha! Avast, ye salty peanuts!

yikes!

Aah! To the right! To the left! Everything you own in a box to

the left! Whoo-hoo!

Aah!

Behind you!

Little help, guys? If you die, can I have your

bike? Ohh! Aah!

Nice one, Timmy!

Boo!

You're a worthy adversary, Timmy Turner. Happy birthday. Thanks. See you guys next

Birthday. Arr! Yep. My birthdays just keep

getting better every year, thanks to you guys.

Don't we always have the best time? I can't tell time.

Timmy Turner. This is the last birthday party you and your fairies will ever have together.

By the way, happy birthday. Ooh! Whoa.

"Da Rules"? Yes. And look at this right here. Page 1438, paragraph 3,

“A fairies when he grows up--“ not me...

"he leaves home--" not me... Yeah!

"Or experiences life's true magic, love." Well?

Again, not me. The only girl I ever kissed was Tootie. It was 13 years ago, it was forced upon

Me, and I did not enjoy it. Look out!

Ooh. Ooh.

Anyway, she moved away, and no one ever saw her again. So love? Not even an issue.

True. According to Timmy's love meter, he's not in love.

This is not a game! The longer you keep Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof, the more you

put them in danger of being exposed to capture. Like I said, not an issue.

Relax. Have some cake. Keep your cake. Inevitable fairy-go-bye-bye party. I will

find a way. I will make you grow up. I am Jorgen, the most powerful fairy ever!

Can I have some cake?

Happy birthday, Timmy! The want ads?

really? Ooh! They need unskilled workers at that new dynamite factory. Sounds

exciting and dangerous! Quick, open mine! Home rental listings!

Ooh! ooh, look here! "quaint 2-bedroom, perfect for

starting a family or simply moving out of your parents' house!"

This is the same stuff you guys got me last year.

I know it sounds way too good to be true, but I'm never

Leaving you guys, I'm never getting a job, and I'm never getting married. I just love you

both way too much. Love, love, love, love, love. Well, ha! You have to leave,

because your mother and I just sold the house. We're finally going on our dream vacation

around the world. Well, what can I say?

I really wish you hadn't sold the house. Huh?

r Sorry!

Oh! G ot to go! Love you guys“

Love school. Never leaving. Love, love, love, love, love!

Why won't our son grow up?

Well, look who it is trashing my day care--the biggest twerp in Dimmsdale, Timmy Turner.

Yecch. Icky Vicky. Still molding young minds, I

see. Don't you shake your ba-bas

at me. It's not snacktime till I say it's snacktime.

And nothing enhances snacktime like moldy, rotten string cheese in your ba-bas,

Huh, kids?

This isn't over, Timmy Turner!

Ugh!

Riddle me this, class. How does a 23-year-old man still manage to stay in the fifth

grade all these years? How does he do it? How is it even possible? Hmm?

Oh, boy. Here we go. Yes! Now, I remember. He has--

Fairy godparents! Fairy godparents!

Fairy godparents! Ohh. Well, I've been in this class

for 13 years. How come no one's ever seen these fairy godparents?

Oh, they will, Turner. See, I know you're remaining childlike in order to keep your fairies.

And I'll play along with your game, 'cause soon, I will catch them, and then, it will be I,

Mr. Denzel Crocker, who will be making the wishes around here!

Heh. Go on. Make a wish. I dare you.

OK. I wish you had the atomic runs.

I need to use the restroom. Silent study until I return.

Enjoy this one, Turner, because it will be your last.

Oh!

Make way! Coming through! Silent study? Boring! Who'd rather play dodgeball?

Yeah!

Hall passes, people! Hall passes! Ow! Ow! Ow! Best day ever. Crocker has

diarrhea. And school is let out early due to impending tornadoes.

When it's totally sunny out. Crazy, huh, mouse? Crazy? If getting out of

school early on my birthday and having more time to be a kid is crazy, well, then, people, strap

me in a straightjacket. Later, Timmy. See ya.

I told you I would find a way to get you to grow up, and I

finally did. Cupid's love arrows! A shot from one of these

puppies, and Timmy will fall in love with the first thing he sees. Then, he'll be

grown up and must give back the fairies! Ugh!

You're mine forever. I'll love you till the end of time. I love school. Love, love,

Love, love. Come back! I love you! I hate you, Timmy Turner!

Hey, guys. We are so proud of you,

Timmy! We'll always be together! You got that right. There is

nothing in this world I'd ever give you guys up for.

Aah! Timmy! Are you ok?

Yeah. Good. Then can we do it again? It was fun!

Yeah, sure. I just-- As the mayor of Dimmsdale, it is my honor to present

The president and CEO of Magnate and Power, Mr. Hugh J. Magnate Jr.!

Thank you.

Thank you, your honor. That's quite a handsome goat you got there.

Thank you. Ladies and gentlemen, ever since daddy

slapped a shovel in my little hand, I have been looking for fuel to run our everyday lives.

And so, when my high-tech thermal satellites detected a massive, untapped combustible

resource field under the city, I decided to come here to Dummsdale and... see for myself.

Dimmsdale. What?

Dimmsdale. Well, whatever. Dim, Dum. What difference does it make? By

the time I'm done with this place, you're going to want to change the name to Stinking

Richdale. Timmy! What are we doing?

Thank you. Thank you. Please. May I present...The Magnate

Power Oil Well Hotel, to be built on the site of this grotty, stinky, yucky, pokey

little park. It will produce 1,000 jigabots of filthy, yet reasonably affordable, energy

and provide decent room service.

Yay! Look who it is, Mr. Never-grew-up, Timmy Turner.

He's checking us out. Just like the ladies. Eww.

Yeah. That's right, Timmy T. Looks like AJ's all grown up and stylin' in a brand-new argyle

sweater. And me, professional security expert, fighting crime with my

smarty melon and multiple keys on a retractable wire.

He's just jealous. So, folks, are you ready to tear down this crummy little

park and make way for the future?

Whoo! Timmy's staring at that girl. Ooh! I'll give him a slushie.

See? It worked! Oh, wait. He's still staring.

There's nothing wrong with the old Dimmsdale. And there's nothing wrong with the Dimmsdale

dogwood. .. Oh!

Nice move! The tree I grew up with and climbed in this very park.

Listen, sister susie saffron, wheatgrass-gulper, whatever your tree-hugging name is. You don't

want to mess around with Hugh J. Magnate Jr. So why don't you just toddle off to your yurt or

wherever home is. This is home. I was raised right here in Dimmsdale. And

the name's not saffron-sippin', wheatgrass-gurglin' anything. It's Tootie.

Tootie? Here it comes again!

I suggest you move your conifer-kissing keister, missy

Not going to happen. Not if you're going to knock down this tree.

Well, have it your way. Boys! Tear it down. She is awesome!

Awesome?!

Hey! You can't tear down that tree with a girl chained to it. Don't get your

knickers in a bunch, pimple monkey. She'll move. They always do.

Well, they usually do.

I wish the bulldozers would break down.

Well, what are you waiting for? Don't just sit there. Use chainsaws instead!

I wish the chainsaws were balloons!

UP, Up, and away!

I wish Chompy the goat would eat Magnate's pants.

What's happening, Janice?

Urn, the mayor's goat just ate your pants, sir. [laughter and indistinct

talking] So it did. Well, it looks like

the Dimmsdale dogwood lives to see another day. Tootie? Wow. I got to tell

you, that was incredible. Timmy Turner. look at you! You haven't changed

a bit. Not even a little. Where have you been? Oh. You know, just traveling

the world, making a difference, and trying to help helpless creatures. What have

You been up to? Oh, uh, I'm still in school. Wow. An educated man. And

look at this--you show up, and all these amazing things happen. It's like magic.

M-magic? No, no, no. Me? No magic. No.

Not here. Are you kidding? Come on. No, no, no. Well, it's great to see you.

Aah! Aah. Aah.

What's the matter? Uh--uh--sunburn on my back. No hugs till it heals. Doctor

said. Got to go! He is so smooth.

Talk about humiliation. As we speak, $4,000 pants are coursing through the digestive tract of

a goat. How'd this happen, hmm? Janice, how did my perfect plan get so un-perfect?

what? I hear your

perfect plan just got un-perfect. If you want answers, meet me tonight, 8-ish, in the

alley, corner of Hall and Oates. Denzel, who are you talking to?

Quiet, mother. I'm on the phone using my voice disguiser.

But your mac and cheese is ready. Oh, boy! Mac and--

I mean, uh, come alone.

I am Hugh J. Magnate Jr. Are you the mystery man from on the phone?

Indeed, I am. Ha ha! Isn't technology great?

Who are you? The answer to your problem. And your problem's name?

Timmy Turner.

These are from today, when everything went...Funny. Not funny. Fairy!

These are his fairies. His fairies are the key to your success...Or failure.

Hmm. Incredible. And to think, I thought you were crazy.

Ehh, creepy. Not crazy. Wait! Chainsaws turned to balloons. A goat eats your

pants. Mmm.

You've got nothing to lose by trusting me. You're right. I'm listening.

I can't believe I'm listening, but I am. I need to complete my

greatest invention, the atomic fairy incarcerator. So, you give me money. I catch the fairies.

Timmy Turner becomes powerless. I wish the tree to be leveled so that you, Hugh J. Magnate, build

Your oil-gulping monstrosity of a hotel. You're serious.

As a ham. Very hungry! Mmm. So, do we have a deal?

It's true. The only thing that could stop someone like me would have to be magical

fairies. I guess we're in business, then.

If you can help me build my hotel, then I guess we are.

I didn't plan that. Timmy, what's the matter? Sad because your birthday's over?