The Venture Bros.

Gentlemen, we are ready to begin.

You've all come so far in just a few short months together.

Fat Chance, when we started,

you had no control over your powers.

- See this? Totally random. - Nonsense.

This is a door through time und space. Where it goes is up to you.

You must become Fat Choice.

Professor Impossible, you have learned

to stretch yourself in ways you never thought possible.

I don't look anything like that!

- It's just too hard. I can't be someone else. - Again.

Und, Baron Underbheit...

Excellent. But what else can you do?

Now, with the addition of our newest recruits,

Radical Left and Henchman Zero...

"Zero." It's just Zero. I hench for no man.

Ja... with Radical Left und Zero, the Revenge Society

is finally ready to make its debut on the world stage.

I'm still not sold on this plan of yours.

A heist? A bit beneath us, isn't it?

I like it. It's old-school, you know?

- And we are in need of operating capital. - Well, it may be good enough

for Fat Albert and his Junkyard Gang here,

but I was once a top member

of the Guild of Calamitous Intent.

And, what's more, I founded this Revenge Society!

Ja, mit a shoe und a toaster.

I have not come to usurp your authority, Herr Limb.

Mine is only to guide you to your truest selves.

But you must have faith.

Somebody's coming!

Run.

Oh, it's so romantic.

We're moving into the house you were raised in.

It's like a fairy tale.

It didn't look quite this bad when I was a kid.

Yeah, it looks like the kind of place that has

creepy, wet Asian kids crawling on the ceiling.

Welcome to your new world...

a world of luxury, fine dining, world-class entertainment,

and, of course, cutting-edge scientific research.

- Step into our Stellar Casino. - Ooh. Love that gravity.

Whatever your pleasure,

because the largest space station ever built

is also the first ever to be open to the public.

- Welcome to Gargantua-2. - And... hogwash.

Well, I guess if you include the little antenna on top,

it's the largest.

Did I ever tell you your old man was the first boy in space?

Well, first American boy, anyway.

But I was the first to come back alive. Poor little Dmitri.

Why is it so unbelievable that I got invited to Gargantua-2?

'Cause you're just, like, a normal guy... and barely that.

I am a skilled surgeon, Hank. I put your dad's arm back on his body,

and I untwisted you and your brother's testicles.

Oh, when did that happen?

You fondled clone Hank!

- Does my little Billy-boy want a pillow? - Oh, will you stop babying him?

Now, why don't you snuggle up next to me and get some smoochin' in?

Oh, Rodney, you devil.

Excuse me. I want the pillow now.

Don't you eyeball me,

or I'll throw you right out of that airlock!

Now, Horace, you be nice to that robot.

- It's about time you forgave them. - I'll never forgive them!

You turn your back on a robot, and they stab you in it!

With their wee, little twirling knives hidden behind their claws.

If you require a refreshment...

Eh! One more word, and you're going out that back door.

You can fly back to hell!

- So, it's your basic nanny detail? - Not so basic.

We're not officially here. No one can know about us.

- Not even the client? - Especially not the client.

J.J. is what we call a problem child.

He doesn't believe in the whole "supervillain/superspy game,"

as he calls it, and he's refused O.S.I. protection.

So why are we bothering?

EH, just 'cause you don't believe in the boogeyman

doesn't mean he ain't hidin' under your bed.

We ran J.J.'s books, and some of his Investors turned

out to be shell companies held by... the Investors.

- So you think J.J.'s dirty? - Nah, just naive.

J.J.'s rich, he's a Venture, and he builds the kind of stuff

we don't want falling into the wrong hands.

That makes him a triple-decker sundae

to every costume job with a sweet tooth,

and this space station of his is the cherry on top.

Here. Take over a sec.

I got to go check on our civilian volunteers.

Did someone throw a... robot... out?

Oh, hey.

I just wanted to let you folks know how much your Uncle Sam

appreciates you loaning us your fancy space plane.

And, uh... he's also gonna need your pants.

Ugh! Disgusting!

- Who the hell has been living here? - Squatters. Vagrants, probably.

Yeah, it could be dangerous. I'm gonna go scope out upstairs.

All right, then. Uh... all clear!

Aw, sweetie, we'll fix it up, make it a real home.

Honestly, I never really warmed up to our last place.

- It was just too... - Cold. It was a cold house...

- like, emotionally. - I just...

I really wish Tim-Tom and Kevin could be here.

- Eh. - I am really gonna miss those

adorable, little moppets.

I-In a way, it's... best that they didn't live to see... this.

Oh? Oh, it's Sovereign.

He's calling a meeting of the council of 13.

- Oh-ho! Your first meeting! - Wait... What? When?

We should totally celebrate!

I can't, it's... Well, i-it's right now.

It says they're sending a ca...

Huh. Those guys give me the super-creeps.

I'm so sorry about this, honey. Y-Y... bad timing.

Maybe we'll get dinner later. I promise. Maybe Chinese?

Seriously, it's one dumpling.

Why even bother wrapping it up?

We're late enough because of your precious peking duck.

How should I know?

He just said it was an emergency.

Ah. T-Take over for me, will ya, Bruno?

Somethin' wrong, boss? Who was that?

As it says in the A.A. big book, "follow the dictates of a higher power,

and you will presently live in a new and wonderful world."

Bosie!

Do kennel the hounds and bring the camry around, won't you?

The Sovereign can be such the queen bitch when we're late.

Cat pee?

Ugh!

Target 2 is down!

- What?! Who the hell fired?! - Wasn't us, sir.

Target 7 is also down!

I've got targets 9 and 10 down, as well.

And... there goes target 12.

Damn it! What the Sam Harris is going on here?!

Bring the council up on the big board.

Survey says...

We've been made, boys. Sovereign knows we're closing in,

and that big talking head is burning down the house!

You, give me a status report on our other surveillance targets!

Too slow!

- Snoopy! - Already on it.

Vendata is still M.I.A.,

Dr. Z hasn't been seen since the 5th, and... Oh, boy.

Henderson's reporting that Red Mantle and Dragoon

gave him the slip this morning.

- Damn it! Find them! - Henderson.

We need to shear these sheep

before the Sovereign leads 'em to slaughter.

Well, check again. Did you try "Thaddeus Venture"?

"Dr. Thaddeus Venture"? "T. Venture"? "Rusty"?

Nope! I've got, uh, Hank, Dean,

and, uh, someone named Scamp Venture.

Yeah, Scamp was a dog, and he's dead.

Ah, the wee man must have been having a laugh.

I'll just put you in Scamp's parva cubiculum.

Ah. That sounds fancy.

I can't believe they don't have me on the manifest!

- I have an invite! - Does my little water baby

- want to bunk with his mommy? - Over my rotting corpse.

How do you not have a sauna?!

What kinda tiny-town monkey shop are you running here?!

All accommodations are equipped with shower stalls.

Shower? I don't want to get clean! I want to get filthy!

- Who run barter town? - Hank runs barter town.

- Say louder. - Hank, get off that robot!

Embargo lifted.

When I was a little girl, I never dreamed I'd be in space.

I feel like a space princess, like maybe She-Ra.

Now, I know She-Ra was a princess of power,

but she was also in space.

That would make her a space princess, I reckon!

And... we are in.

Good. Run facial-recognition software on everyone in eyeshot.

Uh... yeah. What do I look like... that guy?

Place looks like a Howard Johnson's... all show.

- You know, my father built the original Gargantua - All the damn power just...

- to advance science. - to cut out!

Things are fallin' apart over here! Helper can't get any juice,

the fridge is just gettin' water all over the floor,

- and it... it smells like bad milk. - Well, I'm on vacation.

I always shut down the power when I'm away.

- ...and it ... it smells like bad milk. - Well, light some candles or something.

- And I got Orpheus all worried his fish are gonna die. - Just make do. I'm not made of money.

Doc! I am calling from Earth! There's, like, a huge delay.

Will you just wait for it?!

- The whole damn song? - Every time.

Smiles, everyone! Smiles!

Welcome to Gargantua-2.

And the children weep for their king, who has

No. Just no. I've no idea what you're even...

- left the poison web, - that sounds like how insane people talk.

- wander in darkness with 100 blind eyes. - That's exactly like insane talking!

Councilman 1 has entered the pr... Where is everybody?

Finally... a head that makes sense!

I've been talking to bullet-head for 20 minutes,

- and she's # wacky # - The eggs of all pains have been laid...

Yeah, she speaks in the communal language of the colony

- when there's trouble. - I'm here. I'm here.

Sorry. I was listening to confessions.