That, ladies and gents, is how I defeated the wild tigers in the Amazon.
Awesome story, Grandpa Reg.
Well, I'm sure you'll get to hear plenty more fantastical stories during Gran and Gramp's visit.
You know, hon,
I was thinking we could all head to the mall.
What a splendid idea!
I'd love to treat Candace to some new clothes.
I'll be in the...
car.
Hey, Mom.
Could we just stay home and hear some more of Grandpa's cool stories?
Sounds good to me.
Wonderful. We'll see you boys later.
My boy,
what's this behind your ear?
It's me scrapbook!
How'd you do that?
It's just a little bit of "How's your father".
I may seem like a barmy ol' git now,
but when I wasn't so long in the tooth,
I had some grand larks and engaged in a fair amount of derring-do.
Translate.
When he was younger, he did a bunch of stuff.
Here I am as a young lad.
I made my livin' work at the family Fish and Chips shop.
But I was destined for bigger things.
I was known as The Great Flying Fishmonger.
Here's my first jump over my dear mum's tea society.
Me jumpin' a whale,
a ton of crumpets,
the Queen Mum.
But there was one jump that haunts me to this day.
McGregor's Gorge of Doom.
People turned out by the thousands to witness me in my trusty motor bike,
the Holy Mackerel,
make our biggest jump yet.
The event was so massive,
I hired a local band to write me a theme song.
♪ He is a Fishmonger, and he flies ♪
But it wasn't exactly a toe-tapper.
Then all of a sudden, it started to rain.
♪ He is a Fishmonger, and he flies ♪
I had to postpone my great feat.
The second go at it weeks later,
♪ He is a Fishmonger, and he- ♪
had the same result!
And yet another attempt,
nothing but blasted rain again.
♪ He is a Fishmonger, and he flies ♪
Let's go!
Yeah.
I've got teeth not to brush.
Over the years, my eyesight went.
And with the lumbago...
Sciatica...
Bursitis and...
Wait for it...
Trick knee,
jumpin' McGregor's Gorge is an intention lost to the past.
Wow, Grandpa.
So whatever happened to the Holy Mackerel?
She's right over there.
Although I see your mother turned her into a lamp.
Ferb,
I know what we're gonna do today!
Oh, Grandma.
You're gonna love this mall!
I'll show you my favorite store,
and there's this little dress that-
Hmm.
Stacy,
I have a strange feeling that ground was just broken in my backyard.
I need you to get over there and tell me what's going on.
Judging from this photo of McGregor's Gorge,
we're right on track!
Who's the tiger?
Hey, Phineas!
Whatcha doin'?
Hey, Isabella.
We're helping Grandpa Reg fulfill his crushed dreams.
Where's Ferb?
He's in the garage restoring the Mackerel.
Cool.
Well, I brought this cute little toy over for Perry.
Where is he?
Huh.
I don't know.
Oh.
Hey, Agent P.
Monogram's thrown his back out...
I'm on the floor, Agent P.
So...
I will be giving you your assignment, okay?
Okay.
Do a closeup.
Huh?
Oh.
Yeah.
Huh.
Doofenshmirtz has been purchasing some suspicious items.
Bags of sand,
and extra-long shoelace.
We know he's up to no good.
Get out there and see what he's up to.
How was that?
Just hand me my pills, Carl.
What's all the kerfuffle, lads?
You can open your eyes now.
Blimey!
It's McGregor's Gorge and,
the Holy Mackerel!
Ferb,
you've restored my pride and joy!
But,
uh...
I can't operate a motorbike in my condition.
Remember the-
Not a problem.
Ferb's tricked out the entire bike.
Lumbar support,
padded seating,
ergonomic controls,
and the best part...
Side cars!
See?
As much as we wanna help you fulfill your dream,
we also really want to jump a gorge.
Well, then you'll come with me.
The Flyin' Fishmongers shall jump again!
Oh, my dear!
You look like a queen.
Brava!
Uh...
Can we get out of here, like, now?
Before anyone I know happens to see-
Candace?
I almost didn't recognize you.
Jeremy!
I-
I,
uh...
I gotta meet my Mom at the food court, but...
I'll see ya later?
Oh...
Hello?
Oh, hey, Stacy.
Mom!
Stacy just told me the boys built a huge gorge in our backyard!
That hat might be a bit too tight.
♪ Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated! ♪
Oh, just come in!
Into my trap!
Yes!
Sticky flypaper, Perry the Platypus!
Quick story?
Back in Druselstein in the days of my youth,
there was a bully named Boris,
who always wore big, black boots.
They called him "Big Black Boots Boris, The Bully".
He was always kicking sand in my face.
When I was in the sandbox...
Sand!
My first date...
Sand!
Balancing my checkbook...
Sand!
The beach...
Oddly enough, nothing.
But I couldn't relax, because I kept waiting for it.
Now, though, he will be the one doing the waiting.
Behold!
The Now Who'd Blinded By Sand-inator!
Or maybe the,
Who's Crying Now-inator or,
something like...
Something with the "-inator" suffix.
In any case, it's a giant sand kicking machine!
You see, Perry the Platypus,
Boris has moved to the Tri-State Area.
So now,
I am going to cover his entire house in sand!
Come see The Flying Fishmonger jump McGregor's Gorge!
Tell your friends!
Do you know how dumb you look?
I thought it would be a good way to get more attention.
I love your outfit.
It's so cute.
Gorge jump!
Fishmongers fly again!
Come see The Flying Fishmonger jump the gorge.
Live.
That's our yard!
Mom! Mom!
Come here!
I need you to see this!
Sponsored by Gorgeous Cream Pore Paste.
Oh, honey.
Your pores aren't that big.
And now,
what you've all come to see,
The Flying Fishmongers!
And here to play the Fishmonger's anthem,
are Isabella and the Fireside Girls.
Hit it!
♪ He's a Fishmonger, and he flies ♪
Well, me boy,
looks like I'll never get to fulfill my dream.
♪ He's a Fishmonger, and he flies ♪
Hey, guys.
You can stop playing.
Wait a second.
Start again.
♪ He's a Fishmonger- ♪
Stop.
Start.
♪ He's a Fishmonger, and he flies ♪
Grandpa,
the song's so dreary, it's causing it to rain.
What if we pep it up a bit?
Pep away, me boy.
Hey, Isabella!
Crank it up a notch!
Okie-Dokie!
Ready, girls?
(Song: The Flying Fishmonger)
♪ Holy, Holy Mackerel! ♪
♪ He's bald on top, he's got an artificial hip ♪
♪ He's gonna take a hop, he's gonna take a trip ♪
♪ He's weak in the knees, and he can't find his keys ♪
♪ But put your hands together, 'cause he's here to please ♪
♪ He's a Flyin' Fishmonger ♪
♪ (Flyin' Fishmonger!) ♪
♪ He's a Flyin' Fishmonger ♪
♪ (Death-defying wonder!) ♪
♪ He's a Flyin' Fishmonger with nerves of steel ♪
♪ He's got an old blender motor and a pair of wheels ♪
Extra, extra!
Fishmonger and kids jump McGregor's Gorge!
Extra, extra!
Fishmonger and kids plummet to their doom!
Maybe we should have let it rain!
Don't worry, Grandpa!
We have got a backup plan!
Ferb?
Good show!
Extra, extra-
Aw, forget it.
Well, that can't be good.
Spot of tea?
Yeah, all right.
Dad,
can we speed up this pony ride a little?
Honey,
I'll have you ladies home in two shakes of a lamb's tail.
Whoo!
That was a close one.
Aww.
Good show, me boy!
Good show!
The home of my former nemesis.
Time to kick a little sand.
Eh, Perry the Platypus?
♪ Perry! ♪
Tube socks?
What is this, 1974?
Well, it's too late now...
Oh!
What are you doing?
Home again, home again.
Ah!
Finally!
Thank you, lads.
For helping this old codger fulfill his dream.
Ha!
You guys are so busted!
Look at this.
It's even better than I thought!
There's no way you're gonna get out of this one!
Oh, Mom?
Mom?!
Cut it out, Perry the Platypus!
No grabbies!
Ha!
No stopping it now!
Even on my Sand-Kicking machine...
Sand!
♪ Agent P! ♪
Curse you, Perry the Platypus!
I must say, love the new anthem.
Hey, Perry.
But I do miss the old one.
Couldn't I hear it one last time?
You got it, Grandpa.
One last time, girls!
♪ He's a Fishmonger, and he flies ♪
These two have really done it this time, Mom.
Look at what they did to the backyard!
Wow!
You guys made the lawn look great!
Oh, it's all weeded and watered.
Oh, well done.
I...
What else did you do today?
Well,
these two roister-doisters wheeled out me old iron,
built a crackin' match for McGregor's Gorge,
and helped this daft ol' git of one last knees-up.
I have absolutely no idea.
♪ Holy, Holy Mackerel! ♪
♪ He's bald on top, he's got an artificial hip ♪
♪ He's gonna take a hop, he's gonna take a trip ♪
♪ He's weak in the knees, and he can't find his keys ♪
♪ But put your hands together, 'cause he's here to please ♪
♪ He's a Flyin' Fishmonger ♪
♪ (Flyin' Fishmonger!) ♪
♪ He's a Flyin' Fishmonger ♪
♪ (Death-defying wonder!) ♪
♪ He's a Flyin' Fishmonger with nerves of steel ♪
♪ He's got an old blender motor and a pair of wheels ♪