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| Episode |
Ill Suited |
| Language |
English |
| Type |
Unknown |
| Date Written |
March 2, 2007 |
| Author |
Cloud23465 |
| Author Comments |
It took me 5 1/2 hours to type it up. |
| Wordcount |
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I know we've been friends forever
But now I think I'm feeling something totally new
And after all this time
I've opened up my eyes
Now I see you were always with me
Could it be you and I
Never imagined
Could it be, suddenly
I'm falling for you
Choris: I'm falling
Could it be you were right here beside me
And I never knew (music fades and Kim melts)
Ron: KP, You're a Syntho-Drone?
Ron (wakes up screaming): Ahhh!
Rufus: Ahhhhhh!
Ron: Ahhhhhh!
Rufus: Ahhhhhh!
Ron: Ahhhhhh!
Rufus: (sweeks and point at the clock)
Ron: I don't care what time it is, this is an emergency. (dials number)
Ron: (phone rings) Kim, Pick-up Pick-up Pick-up!
Kim: (Groans and yawns as she reachs for the phone) Ron?
Ron: A you a Syntho-Drone, KP? Be honest, I can take it.
Kim: Ron, you had a nightmare, Goodnight.
Ron: Wait, before that part where you melted we were at the dance and..
Kim: We kissed.
Ron: Yeah, did you have the same dream?
Kim: No, that part really happened, Ron.
Ron: Ha, yeah.
Kim: Yeah, but it won't happen again if you keep calling me in the middle of the night! (hangs up the phone)
Ron: (dial tone) Man, love is complicated.
Dementor: Ha! No secret underground research facility can hide from Professor Dementor!
Kim: And no smug villain can him from...
Dementor: Kim Possible!?
Ron: And boyfriend.
Dementor: Ah, I seriously doubt that.
Ron: No, dude, it's true, really.
Dementor: Sorry, just can't believe it. I am impressed Frauline Possible, how did you know I was would be here?
Kim: Uh, your to do list helped.
Dementor: Doh, I dropped that when I was stealing the Ultrasonic Drill, yes?
Kim: Yeah, uh-huh you did and thanks for making our job that much easier.
Ron: Steal Ultrasonic Drill, break into lab, call mother, conquer world.
Dementor: Ah, I knew I was forgot something. Mama get so crossed when I don't jingle.
Kim: You can call her from prison.
Dementor: Or, we could add one more item to my list: Eliminate Kim Possible!
Ron: Nicely bubbled, KP!
Kim: Just getting started.
Dementor: Whoa, whoa, Hey hold on, time out! You have a battle suit? When did you get this suit with power?
Ron: It's relatively new.
Kim: And indestructible. So, if you wanna just give up now...
Dementor: Oh, it's most impressive, but we will take the springing out of you stepping shoe!
Rufus: (sweeks and point to the drill)
Ron: Ah, Right. Running! (drill fires)
Dementor: Oh, look at that, for Peter sake. Maybe someone might take a minute to fill me in next time on a little detail like my school girl enemy becoming suddenly over!
Ron: Ehhh... ehhh.. ehhh... (drill fires at Ron some more)
One of Dementor's goons: (grunts as he fall to the ground)
Dementor: This is no fair, you've never had the springy jump, self-healing Super suit before.
Kim: I'm full of supirises.
Dementor: Yes, well you are not the only one, Fraluine! (fires a blaster)
Kim: Uh. (Kim catches the beam and throws it back at Dementor)
Dementor: Oh now with the hand? You get a hand thing too?
Ron: Say Kim, Little help owww... (drill is still firing at Ron)
Dementor: Yes, you help your so call boyfriend, why I help myself to escape!
Kim: Uhhh (she pushes some buttons and pulls down a leaver as the drill powers off)
Ron: ahhh... (Pants as he falls to the ground exausted)
Kim: You okay, so called boyfriend?
Ron: Uh huh (as he gives a thumb up)
Monique: Can you belive it? The day is here, we're actually seniors.
Ron: We're older, where wiser, we rule the school!
Kim: Yeah, I guess so...
Monique: What's your problem, girl? Where's your senior spirit?
Kim: No big. It's just that we had your first run in of senior year and the bad guy got away.
Monique: No one bats a thousand, Kim.
Ron: Besides, you still kicked major battle suit butt.
Rufus: (karate scream kick and chop)
Ron: And your main man's mad running away skill, top shelf!
Bonnie: So are you two like still together?
Kim: Yes, Bonnie.
Bonnie: I mean I know things got noxious at the Junior Prom, but you've had all summer to come to your senses.
Kim: So have you.
Bonnie: But you're a cheerleader, a senior cheerleader, you know what that means?
Ron: New uniforms.
Bonnie: Well, yes, and they're so cute, but it also means you must date a jock. It's non optional. It's like a rule.
Kim: Ron's the exception to the rule.
Bonnie: He's the reason for the rule. If he can't step-up, trade-up.
Kim: Not everyone has to date the quarterback, B.
Bonnie: Not everone can, K.
Monique: Awww... That girl's sweet as ever.
Rufus: (Coughs, sticks his finger in his mouth and sticks his tounge out at Bonnie)
Kim: Gotta run. (Kisses Ron on the cheek) Promise me you won't obsess over Bonnie's little whatever, okay?
Ron: What little whatever?
Kim: The whole must date a jock rule.
Ron: Oh yeah, you know, whatever. (school bell rings)
Ron: Some girls do like to date jocks. Heh, big deal, who cares?
Ron: It's not like Kim would ever dump me to trade-up. Huh, would she?
Ron: I mean just cause she's a cheerleader who likes to cheer jocks... go jocks.
Someone in the crowd: Shhhhhhh...
Ron: Wait, I'm a cheerleader. I'm the Mad Dog! That must count for something.
Trunk Driver: (Horn Blow) Hey, clown boy, get outta the road!
Ron: (Ron hits the gas) Don't count for nothing does it?
Rufu: Uh-un.
Ron: Okay, Chill. Kim is not Bonnie. Me and KP live in a trade-up free zone.
Monique: Whoa, Kim are you serious, trading-up?
Kim: I hate to admit it, but in this one case though, I actally agree with Bonnie.
Ron: (Gasps)
Monique: Never thought I'd hear those words from you, Kim. It's a little scary.
Kim: I know Monique, but a girl has to have standards, especally now that we're Seniors. It's time that you traded-up.
Monique: But my little cellie has been with me since Freshman Year.
Kim: You have to admit, Bonnie's new cell phone is ulitmate.
Ron: You heard it, Rufus. Now that we're Seniors, I'm not good enough for Kim. If only she wasn't a cheerleader. Or...
Rufus: Uh-oh
Ron: Time for Ron Stoppable to step-up and become Ron Step-up-able.
Barkin: As you all know, after 7 years, Brick Flagg graduated last June, leaving the Mad Dogs without a quarterback. Which you realise these tryouts aren't for
towelboy. That position is already filled.
Rufus: Uh-huh.
Ron: Actually, Mr. Barkin, you looking at the new Middleton quarterback.
(football players start laughing)
Barkin: You think you're quarterback material with your name?
Ron: Ron?
Barkin: Stoppable, sends the wrong message to the opposition.
Ron: But I can do this, Mr. B. I've got hustle, buckets of hustle.
Barkin: Playing the hustle card, eh? Alright LETS SEE HOW YOU DANCE!
Ron: OK, Woah, Ohhh, Why would you park there? Owww... uhhh (car alarms go off, cats scream in terror)
Ron: Book the hall we have a reception.
Barkin: Ok, lets see you pass.
Ron: (put his arm to back and jams the football in Barkins mouth) Ohhhhh man!
Barkin: Take a lap. I didn't say run the lap.
Ron: Sup, Ladies.
Kim: And you are doing what?
Ron: I'm just relishing the exquisite torment that is the crab walk.
Monique: Fun.
Ron: Ah, it's a Jock thing, you wouldn't understand.
Kim: Jock thing, you?
Ron: Are you kidding? Ron Stoppable has always been about the sportage.
Kim: Ok, even if that was true, football?
Ron: Oh who doesnt like to toss around the old pig puck?
Kim: You mean pig skin.
Ron: Woah, KP! One sport at a time.
Kim: Ron, this wouldn't have anything to do with that trash Bonnie was talking?
Ron: What? Uh no. I'm just flushing out the resume for college.
Kim: Well, I guess football reads better the flooding the school cafeteria.
Monique: Huh? Oh right, the chess club incident.
Ron: The first rule of chess club is you do not talk about chess club.
(Kimmunicator beeps)
Wade: What up, seniors?
Kim: Hey Wade, new sitch?
Wade: Yeah, but no telling what. Just a mysterious hit on your site.
Kim: Mysterious how?
Wade: All we got were GPS coordinates.
Dementor (Dressed as a woman): It's my Princess.
Ron: Princess, eh? Let me guess, kidnapped foreign royalty?
Dementor (Dressed as a woman): Oh dear no, she just won't come down out of the tree.
Ron: KP, allow me to step-up and handle this one.
Ron: Nice kitty, your such a nice (cat starts hissing and growling) owwww oh man now with the cutting owwwww (deep breathing) Hey, you know as long as you're suited up...
Kim: (Jumps high on the branch where the cat is) Come on, Princess. Awww, nice kitty.
Kim: (Lands out of the tree) No big, here you go.
Dementor (Dressed as a woman): Oh no, you must let me give you a proper thank you.
Dementor (Dressed as a woman): I'll be right back with the cookies.
Ron: And maybe some bandages you got em? Antiseptic, you know, maybe.
(Cat growls)
Ron: Nice lady.
Kim: Yeah.
Ron: A Little off.
Kim: Kinda creepy.
Ron: These to go?
Kim: So to go.
Ron: Ah quite a collection, you know, these things.
Kim: (Cat jump out of Kim's arms) Oh hey.
(Cat's eyes change from green to red)
Kim: (gasps)
Ron: I knew that cat was evil.
(Cat fires a lazer at Kim)
Kim: We've been played.
Computer voice: Analysising battle suit.
Ron: Ahhhhh Bad granny, Bad granny.
Kim: (Gasps)
Dementor (Dressed as a woman): (Evil Laughter)
Kim: I recognize that laugh.
Dementor (Dressed as a woman): Oh dear me, it is appearing that we are out of the cookies. (throws the plate at Ron)
Ron: Kim, this granny is demented.
Kim: Ron, you mean Dementor.
Dementor: (removes the wig) Peeking zee Boo! (evil laughter)
Kim: Cute little trap, Professor.
Dementor: Why thank you. Yes, I rather like it. It's the details that really sell it, don't you think? I pick out the curtains myself!
Ron: Dude, you're totally wearing a dress.
Dementor: It's a house coat.
Ron: Yeah, uh-huh DRESS!
Dementor: Enough with the chat! Collectibles, attack!
Ron: Ahhhh (as plates are being thrown at him)
Kim: (Gasp as she's grabbed by the couch) eh uh... gah opp uh (gasps again as the couch reveals it has teeth)
Ron: Ahhh hard candy.
Ron: (Ron yells as he sees the couch eat her) KIM!
Dementor: (evil laughter again)
(Couch bursts open as Kim activated the shield and breaks free)
Dementor: Danka Kitty. Uh oh, it is looking lime im am in the hot water, yes? Ha ha ha, NO. (as he throws the cat at Kim)
Dementor: There is no hot water for me.
Dementor: Not this time, Frauline Possible, not ever!
Kim: Oh, I have been foiled by a man in a dress?
Dementor: It's a house coat! (he screams as he blast off in a cabnet)
(The cat is beeping, Kim stokes back the fur to reveal a timer counting down.)
Ron: See, this is why I'm not a cat person.
Kim: Oh, come on.
(Kim grabs Ron and blasts off through the hole that Dementor launched through and the cat blows up. They land safely outside and Kim pulls out the Kimmunicator)
Kim: It was a trap, Wade.
Wade: Professor Dementor?
Ron: In a dress.
Wade: Sounds ugly. But you had the battle suit.
Kim: And he had the home field advantage.
Ron: (Kim's voice echos in Ron's head) Home field, home field, home field, home field, home field (Ron comes up with a plan to get Kim's battle suit to play football)
(School bell rings)
Monique: Ummm... How much longer is he going to be that way?
Kim: I'm not sure, but it's kinda weirding me out. (Kim snaps her fingers and Ron comes to)
Ron: Oh hey, guys.
Kim: Zoning out, why?
Ron: Ummm, nothing. You know, say we better get rolling so you can babysitting tonight cause tonight you'll be out babysitting and you won't be home cause you'll be out babysitting away from home, right?
Kim: You're still not right, are you?
Ron: Me? Oh yeah, I'm feeling just super.
Ron: Hmmm...(Ron enters Kim's closet) It's not stealing, it's secret borrowing.
(Wistle Blows)
(Ron enters the football field wearing the battle suit uder his football uniform)
Barkin: Ha ha Stoppable, are you still wasting my time? There's no way you're going to make the quarterback cut.
Ron: Just one more chance, Mr. B.
Barkin: Ahhh what's gonna hurt, beside from his skin and bones? Fine I'll get the nurse to warm up the crash cart.
Ron: Alright, now check it.
Barkin: (the football lands right in his mouth)
Ron: Sssss... Ohh... You ok there, Coach?
Barkin: (pulls the football out of his mouth) Ok, I'm stoked! That pass was impossible!
Ron: Heh, yeah, somehthing like that.
Barkin: You're the field General, the signal caller, the man! Middleton, we have a quarterback.
Announcer: It's a beautiful night here for some football here in Middleton. There's the snap, the new Mad Dog quarterback has all kinds of time, He's moving
in the pocket annnnndddd, that's a 30 yard completion.
(Crowd chears)
Kim: Wow. Ummm Uh Go, Mad Dogs!
Announcer: First and 10 in Lowerton territory, Oh call the crash cart. (Ron has football players all on top of him then breaks out) Good night, nurse, he's ok.
(Crowd start chearing again... Monique is in disbelief in what she's seeing)
Announcer: Ladies and Gentelmen, Stoppable is unstoppable! (Barkin gets a huge grin on his face)
Kim and 2 other cheerleaders: Go Unstoppable!
Announcer: Here we go folks, this could be the play of the game, The Lowerton defence dogpiles on the rookie, but no, the kid is on the move touchdown Catch.
Announcer: Middleton has a new hero!
Ron: (nervious laughs)
Kim: He did it!
Monique: I know, unbelieveable.
Bonnie: Yeah, a little too unbelieveable, if you ask me.
Kim: So Ron stepped-up, jelious much?
(Kim waves at Ron... then draw her hand back)
Kim: It is kinda weird, though, isn't it?
Monique: Maybe all that running from bad guys has finally paid off.
Ron: What did you think KP?
Kim: I'm so proud of you Ron. I never knew you had this in you. Never.
Ron: Heh... like you, I'm full of suprises. (nerviously sips on his drink)
(The Ground starts to shake as Ned wipes out with a tray off food).
Rufus: Huh? ohhh (Rufus avoids the falling drink cup)
Ron: Earthquake!
Kim: Unlikely.
(As they look up the roof disapears, It's Dementor)
Dementor: Oh, Yooho, Is it a bad time for the knocking?
(Customers scream and run out of the resturant)
Dementor: Eyes here, I am making an entrance.
Kim: You know, some of us are trying to have a social life.
Dementor: Soon, the only life you will be having will be will be the life of bowing down to me, Professor Dementor, conqueror of everybody.
Kim: Yeah, that's going to happen like never.
Dementor: Oh and you intend to stop me once again by using your fancy battle suit?
Kim: Well, uh actually...
Dementor: Too bad! You see during our last encounter, I secretly analysised it's abilities and cleverly devised this Magnetic Controller.
Dementor: Your fancy pants will become your very undoing! Why even now you feel your arm and legs locking up fusing you into immobile helplessness as I,
Professor Dementor, take full control.
Ron: (grunts and grones)
Dementor: All your battle suit now belongs to me.
Kim: Sorry to harsh your scheme, Professor, but I'm not wearing it.
Dementor: Do I look like am fooled by your mouth full of lies? NO is the correct answer.
Kim: Hello? Does it look like I'm wearing full body armor?
Dementor: Well no, Now that you mention it and yet my instruments very clearly say that the suit is here... with that what is up?
Ron: (nervious chuckles) Oil Can!
Kim: The Football game (Gasps)
Dementor: Remotely activating shield mode.
Ron: Ah, so hate that.
Dementor: So who's wearing the girly clothes now?
Kim: Ron you... You stole my battle suit.
Ron: Secret borrowing.
Kim: (Gasps) You were in my closet.
Ron: Look, let me explain, Ok first off this suit pinches, not that it doesn't look good on you..
Dementor: Ahem... not that your teen relationship issues aren't fascinating, but I'd really like jump right into crushing Kim Possible with her own super suit!
Ron: Hey, Hey, bad suit, Kim look out!
Kim: (gasps and ducks the punch) You cheated your way onto the football team.
Ron: Yeah, but that was just a perk, I was really trying to cheat on you. For you. To win you.
Ron: Wait, wait, It's not what you think.
Kim: Oh, so you're not a cheater, a liar and a theif?
Ron: Ok, it is what you think.
Ron: But Kim, I had to do it. I couldn't risk losing you.
Kim: What are you talking about? You wern't going to loose me.
Ron: Kim, I heard you talking to Monique, you agreed with Bonnie about dating jocks. You said trading up was the only option.
Kim: What? Oh, Ron, I was talking about Monique's cell phone.
Ron: Oh yeah, she's got that new one like Bonnie's, that's a nice phone.
Kim: Uh-huh.
Ron: Oh wait, so you wern't gonna...
Kim: Trade-up my BF? Ron, I don't care about dating a Jock, I care about dating you, Ron Stoppable, no matter he is.
Kim: As long as he's honest.
Ron: I'm sorry Kim, I never ment to hurt you.
Dementor: And yet...
Ron: No, no, it's not me, it's your battle suit... Oh KP, our first fight!
Ron: KIM!
Dementor: Did you say your battle suit?
Ron: Oh man, even as a senior.
Dementor: No, no, my battle suit! Not as comfy as the house dress, but I'll learn to live.
Rufus: (Sqeeks and squaks Point to the machine) Hut hut weeeeeeeeeeeee.....
Dementor: The final crushing blow delievered by my own super enhansed bad self!
Rufus: (Pushes buttons and takes control of Dementor =))
Dementor: Ohhh? What? Owwww.. Dahhh
Ron: (he helps Kim up and watches Dementor) Hey, stop hitting yourself.
Dementor: I cannot. No, I, Oh, this isn't fair, My battle suit.
Announcer: Time is running out, Stoppable is off his game tonight.
Ron: Ehh... Ok, this is the big moment, I don't need suit, I can do this I ca... I ... I'm outta here!
Announcer: Where is he going?
Barkin: What is he doing?
Bonnie: Gee Kim, is that your boyfriend out there running like a sick chicken?
Kim: Yeah, that's my guy.
Announcer: Wait, he's turning around, Unstoppable Stoppable, Wow he's breaking the all Middleton rushing record. Where did he learn to run like that?
Announcer: Mad Dogs Win! Mad Dogs Win!
Ron: Booya!
(And the Crowd goes wild!)
Kim: You do me proud Ron Stoppable, by just being you.
Ron: Yeah, who knew my mad running away skill would have real world applications.
Barkin: Too bad you had to go and cheat you way on to the team, cheater.
Ron: Does this mean I don't get to be the quarterback anymore?
Barkin: It's called disciplinary action, something we coaches do.
Ron: Awe man.
Barkin: That's right, I want you to think what you've done... when you're playing as the new Middleton running back.
Ron: You mean I still get to be on the team?
Barkin: Ha ha ha ohhh... talk to me after 20 laps.
Ron: Thanks, Mr.B .
Barkin: Save your running for game time.
Ron: (deep sigh and he starts the crab walk down the hallway)
Kim: (Groans) Hello?
Ron: Ok, Kim, I know it's late but...
Kim: (yawn) How many times do I have to tell you? We kissed, we're dating.
Ron: So you leaving me for Rufus was..?
Kim: Dream.
Rufus: (starts crying because he's trying to sleep)
Ron: Me being Middleton's new running back? Dream?
Kim: No, that's actually happened.
Ron: Oh, I'm on a team, that's cool. Ok, how about you water skiing over a shark?
(Dial Tone)
Ron: Hello? Hello? Kim? |
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