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| - (The scene opens in the Chez Afrique, with Linda and Lawrence sitting on a couch) Lawrence: Well, it took three hours for them to untangle my hair from the gears, but I never lost my grip on that lava lamp. Linda: Well, that explains the humming. Lawrence: Yes, but fat lot of good it did me. I mean here we are, thirty years later and they've lost our reservation. (The Maitre D walks over) Maitre D: Oh, here it is. You were listed under "Fletcher-Flynn". My apologies. Lawrence: Ah, here we are. Linda: See, it all worked out. (Scene shifts to the OWCA Headquarters) Carl: You fool! Without Agent P's paw print, I can't unlock the computer. And without the computer, I can't take over the Tri-State Area. Major Monogram: Nice recap. Carl: Quiet back there! (at Doofenshmirtz) You! Which -inator zapped him? Doofenshmirtz: You know, ah... I really am clueless. Carl: About the -inator or just in general? Doofenshmirtz: I'm not sure I understand the question. Carl: Bah! I'll have to untangle this mess myself. The heat signature is wrong on the Disintegrat-inator. The angle is too obtuse for the Derezz-inator. The Julienn-inator isn't plugged in. And the Overhang-inator is just plain dumb. Doofenshmirtz: Well, sure, until you wanna hang under something. Then what are you going to do, smart guy? Carl: Continuing, the Smells-Like-Hay-inator, no. The Universe-inator just hit this trash can. Nothing left but this smudge. (sniffs) That means it can only be... Doofenshmirtz: The Smudge-inator! Carl: Did you make a Smudge-inator? Doofenshmirtz: ...Ehhh... Continuing. (Carl grabs his nose) Carl: The only -inator we haven't ruled out, that we actually have, is the Go-Home-inator. Meaning Perry the Platypus is home! (Carl releases Doofenshimrtz's nose, then Doofenshmirtz falls backwards into a storage closet.) Carl: Evil Flynn-Fletcher robots, let's drop by the Flynn-Fletcher house. (Carl presses a button on his wristwatch communicator, revealing a state of the art aircraft. He then passes over the Flynn-Fletcher robots with a hand held metal detector, all of the beeping until Lawrence, who's holding a pineapple, sadly gives it to Carl.) Major Monogram: You can't do this, Carl! You work for the OWCA! Carl: Not anymore, Mono-grampa. (The plane leaves) Doofenshmirtz: Mono-grampa. I, I... That's good. Why didn't I think of that? Major Monogram: You really think you'll be part of all this? He's playing you like a penny whistle in a really bad jazz band. Doofenshmirtz: No. No. I'm part of the team! I am! Major Monogram: Well, then why did he leave you behind? (Back in Africa...) Candace: He broke up with me! Of course he broke up with me. I mean, look at me. I'm a bundle of unbridled neuroses! I'm in Africa, surrounded by natural wonders, and all I can think about is finding a cell phone. (falling from tree) I'd break up with me too! Even the tree broke up with me! (gasps) Are you okay, Mr. Pockets? Jeremy's right. I shouldn't be his girlfriend. I don't belong in society. I don't deserve to be a part of civilization! (sobs) Candace is out! Peace! I'm going native! (Phineas, Ferb, Isabella, Buford, and Baljeet are hanging onto vines over Haijulikani Wadi.) Isabella: Phineas! Do something! Buford: Phineas, please help us. Isabella: Phineas, please help us. Buford: What's wrong with him? I feel like we've been hanging here for weeks. I mean, I got the brawn for it, but it's not like I don't have other stuff to do. Baljeet: The weight of your freakish muscles will only pull you down faster. And why does he just stare into space like that? (screams) Phineas, help us! Isabella: Phineas, help us. Buford: Hey, dinner bell! Help us! Phineas! Isabella: Phineas! (Their vines begin to tear) Baljeet: I am slipping! Phineas: We have to get down there. Isabella: What? Buford: Up, good. Down, bad! Phineas: Hold on, everyone! (swings on his vine, and then grabs onto his friends) Guys, grab on. Baljeet! (Buford's vine snaps) Phineas and Isabella: Buford! Baljeet: Radius times the angle of rotation, taking into account wind velocity and humidity! (He throws a piece of vine, capturing Buford by his ankle.) Brains! (They all tumble off onto a ledge) Phineas: Come on, you guys. Perry needs our help! Isabella: What? Baljeet: Perry? Buford: Uh, hello! We left him back home! (At the Flynn-Fletcher house, the evil robots break in.) Carl: Agent P, where are you!? (The robots begin scanning for Perry. The Candace robot ends up in Candace's room.) Robot Candace: Jeremy, human boyfriend. (The phone in her room rings) Jeremy: (On the answering machine) Hey, it's me. So, I was trying to tell you before... (Back on the main floor) Carl: He's not here! Where is he? (Scene shifts back to Phineas, Ferb, and their friends in Africa.) Baljeet: How could he be in Africa? Isabella: Maybe it was a different platypus. Buford: Yeah! Afristralia's probably full of 'em! Phineas: Look, I know it doesn't make any sense, but he was right here! I saw him! He's alone and he needs are help. And I'm gonna find him. (Phineas goes off, followed by Ferb, then the rest.) Buford: I don't get it. How were you able to hold me up? Baljeet: I tied your vine to my own. But how did you fall in slow motion? Buford: Eh, it's a brawn thing. Baljeet: Oh, here we go again! (Meanwhile, Perry, who had been watching the whole conversation, walks off then chatters sadly.) (His wristwatch communicator beeps.) Carl: Why, hello, Agent P. Just wanted to catch up a bit. We never get any time to talk! In fact, we should totally get together in person. Considering that you're in such a lovely region with one-of-a-kind flowers... (Perry yanks off his wristwatch communicator) Carl: (Still at the Flynn-Fletcher house) Let's see, red petals, three golden pistils... Dendrobium uncharticum. Presumed to exist only in uncharted regions in... Africa? I was sure he was struck by the Go Home-inator. We didn't even have a Go to Africa-inator. No matter; soon his tiny hand print will be mine, and then the OWCA will be mine, and then the Tri-State Area will be mine, and then I'm totally getting extra credit. (Scene shifts to the OWCA headquarters) Doofenshmirtz: I don't know how I didn't see it before. He was... he was using me! Major Monogram: Doctor Doofenshmirtz... Doofenshmirtz: I trusted him and he just cast me aside, like a, like, like an old newspaper. He didn't even wrap fish in me! Major Monogram: Oh, for Pete's sake, Heinz! Evil Carl must be stopped. We have to work together. Doofenshmirtz: Not that being tied around a fish is what I imagined for my...-- Wait, what'd you mean "we?" Major Monogram: We have to work together to save Agent P. Doofenshmirtz: Oh, no way, José! With Perry the Platypus out of the way, I can finally take over the Tri-State Area! Major Monogram: Not if Carl takes it over first. (Doofenshmirtz pauses) Major Monogram: Let it sink in. ...Two...Three... (Heinz screams like a little girl) Major Monogram: Atta boy, now come on over here and let me out. We have to follow him. Doofenshmirtz: But how? He took your jet! Major Monogram: Oh, did he? (Another jet comes from below) Major Monogram: Carl always changes my radio station when we fly together, so I had this jet build just for me. That's, uh, partly why are budget is so tight now. We can track through the on board G.P.S. Now, come on, let's go. We've got a world to save. (He puts on a pair of sunglasses) Doofenshmirtz: Wait a minute, wait a minute. How did you get the sunglasses to go on one side of your face? Who made these, M.C. Escher? Major Monogram: He was a family friend. Now get on the plane, we've got a Tri-State Area to save. (Song: "Livin' with Monkeys") Candace: (singing offscreen) ♪ Tired of all the games ♪ ♪ People play with your emotions ♪ ♪ Tired of all the pressures of society ♪ ♪ Tired of always feeling like I'm going through the motions ♪ ♪ Fed up with all the fretting and anxiety ♪ ♪ So I'm leaving it all behind ♪ ♪ The house, the car, running water, electricity... ♪ ♪ Yes, I'm leaving it all behind ♪ ♪ No more heartache, pain, and sorrow ♪ ♪ No more stressing about tomorrow ♪ ♪ 'Cause here is my new life ♪ ♪ I'm feeling free ♪ ♪ And I'm living with monkeys ♪ ♪ Yeah, I'm living with monkeys ♪ ♪ They accepted me as one of their own ('Cause I'm living with monkeys) ♪ ♪ At least that's I'm assuming (Yeah, I'm living with monkeys!) ♪ ♪ It's not really all that bad ♪ ♪ Once you get used to all the grooming ♪ ♪ Cause, I'm living with monkeys! ♪ (In monkey language) Beautiful sunset isn't it? Monkey: I've seen better. Phineas: Platypuses always head west when they're lost. At least I think they do and I think this is west. I think. Isabella: Uh, Phineas? We've been thinking, too, and isn't it time we, you know, find our way back? Phineas: And stop looking for Perry? Are you kidding? He's our pet! He's more than our pet, he's our friend! And, I know he's out there. (shows reactions of Buford, Isabella, and Baljeet respectively) Baljeet: We are in Africa. Isabella: Yeah. Buford: Pretty much sums it up. Ferb: Well, has he been wrong before? Buford: How wide are we willing to open this up? Isabella: Wait. Look! Phineas: Perry's footprints! Come on, gang, Perry's alone and helpless in a strange jungle. We've gotta find him before anything else does. Buford: You know, that could be just a duck. (Perry begins running, only to encounter a large number of African animals, glaring at him. Meanwhile, Carl and his robots land in Haijulikani Wadi.) Carl: Dendrobium uncharticum. Yep, we're in the right place. Fan out and find that platypus. (The robots do so) Major Monogram: (in his plane) We should be in Africa soon. Doofenshmirtz: But I'm running way low on materials. I'm going to have to get a bit creative. Major Monogram: Aren't we going to need that? Doofenshmirtz: Uh, nah. (The engine can be heard, rumbling) Doofenshmirtz: Just out of curiosity, does this thing have a lifeboat? Major Monogram: Uh, we're in a plane. Doofenshmirtz: I knew that. Phineas: I think we're getting close. I can feel it. Our worries are almost over. Carl: (at the Lawrence robot who is in the bushes with him) Candy corn. (The robot gives him one, and Carl eats it)
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