What a beautiful summer day.
Do you boys have anything exciting planned?
We're either gonna make this nuclear-powered submarine
or this incredible shrinking ray.
But for some reason,
Ferb and I can't seem to make up our minds.
Well, I've made up my mind.
You two have the most wonderful imaginations.
It's real, you know.
What's real, dear?
The submarine?
The shrinking ray?
They're really gonna build that stuff.
Well, actually we haven't decided yet-
Anyway, when I try to bust them, everything will just magically disappear.
Always happens.
You'll see.
Well, you won't see. I'll see, trust me.
As usual, the imagination in this room is astounding!
Hello?
Hi, Candace.
It's Jeremy.
I was wondering if you wanted to go for a walk today?
I would very much enjoy going for a walk.
Wherever shall we go?
To my uncle's restaurant?
Yes!
That sounds doable!
Why not pick me up around noon?
Okay!
Goodbye.
Oh, my gosh!
Guess who just called and asked me out on a date!
Who!?
Jeremy!
Ahh!
Hold on!
Let's conference in Jenny!
Okay!
Ahh!
LET'S GO OUTSIDE!
Ahh!
Submarine.
Shrinking ray.
I just can't make up my mind!
What'cha doin'?
Oh.
Hi, Isabella.
Hi, Phineas!
You remember Pinky.
Oh, yeah!
Hi, Pinky!
Hey, check out my new sash!
It's got all my accomplishment patches sewn onto it.
See?
Wow.
That looks totally irreplaceable.
Oh no!
Pinky, I need that sash for a Fireside Girls ceremony this afternoon!
Don't worry, Isabella.
We'll get your sash back.
But how?
It's in Pinky's stomach.
Hmm.
Ferb, you're a genius!
Hey,
where's Perry?
Agent P, thanks for coming.
It's Dr. Doofenshmirtz.
He's been hiding out in the old abandoned vacuum cleaner factory.
You know, at building across town with the-
giant vacuum cleaner on top?
Man, I can't believe that place closed.
I blame the Internet.
Your mission, Agent P, is to find out what Doofenshmirtz is up to,
and then stop him.
So, how are we gonna retrieve my sash?
Here.
Ferb made this multimedia presentation.
We shrink the sub down with Ferb and me in it
and put in Pinky's dog food.
After he eats us, the sub extrudes two mechanical arms,
which fold up the sash to microscopic size
and pull it into the sash storage unit.
Finally, we pilot up into the mouth and have Pinky drool us out.
Easy.
Gross.
But cool!
But Pinky will eat anything but dog food.
He likes grilled cheese sandwiches.
Not a problem.
You make the sandwich.
We'll make the sub.
Okay.
A subatomic shrinking module, hydrostatic ballast tank, and a case of AA batteries.
Sign here, please.
Aren't you wondering if we're a little young to be building a submarine?
Yes.
Yes, I am.
Yeah.
We get that a lot.
One grilled cheese sandwich, hot off the...
Oh, cool!
Hey, Isabella.
You're just in time.
You guys amaze me.
When we're inside,
we'll activate the shrinkage.
You take care of the rest.
Check it out, Pinky. Your favorite.
Ready?
It worked!
All right, Pinky-Winky.
Time for some cheesy-weesy!
No!
Pinky!
Chasing the cat is so cliche!
You're better than that!
Listen up!
Jeremy will be here any second and I wanna tell you...
Ooh, grilled cheese.
My favorite.
Might as well eat now, so I don't look like a pig on my date.
♪ Doofenshmirtz's Abandoned Vacuum Cleaner Factory! ♪
Perry the Platypus?
I...
You know, we always do the same thing.
I have a scheme, you try to stop me, I trap you, I tell you my scheme, you escape...
Then we fight, and I'm defeated.
Let's mix it up a little.
Let me tell you what.
I-I will tell you my scheme first,
and then I will trap you!
What do you say, huh?
Yes, this is much better.
Okay, so here it is.
The Make-Up-Your-Mind-inator!
You know, when you're waiting to order a pizza and the person in front of you can't decide on a topping.
Ohh.
I hate that!
I hate it!
I will destroy anyone who can't make up their mind!
Destroy anyone who can't make up their mind!
Ferb and I can't seem to make up our minds.
Should I go with Make-Up-Your-Mind-inator?
Or is that too-on-the-nose?
It's funny. Now...
I can't make up my mind.
Oof!
Perry the Platypus! What are...
Well...
I-
I did not see that coming.
Calling headquarters, huh?
Hmm.
Yes, you-
you didn't even give me a chance to trap you. See?
I was going to put you in that giant snow globe over there.
Now I have to return it.
Agent P?
What's wrong?
Oh! You caught Doofenshmirtz, huh?
That's weird.
Usually he traps you,
then you escape and then...
We mixed it up a little!
Hang tight, Agent P.
Backup is on the way.
I mean, it would be, if we had some.
Uh...
I'm gonna make some calls.
Oh, yeah.
This is good.
It worked!
Pinky's chewing!
Prepare for swallowing!
Jeremy's here!
Whoa!
Whaah!
Wow.
Pinky's neck is really long.
Hey, Candace.
Hi, Jeremy.
Whoa!
Excuse me.
We did it, Ferb!
We're inside Pinky.
How about a little road trip music?
(Song: Hemoglobin Highway)
♪ Just the two of us ♪
♪ In an esophagus ♪
♪ It's time to get this mission rollin' ♪
♪ Don't wanna make a fuss ♪
♪ But that was the pancreas ♪
♪ Look down before we reach the colon ♪
♪ On the hemoglobin highway ♪
♪ (Hemoglobin...) ♪
♪ In a mini submarine ♪
♪ (Mini submarine...) ♪
♪ If you're goin' my way ♪
♪ You'll see what I mean ♪
♪ Hang a left at the spleen... ♪
Now to find that sash.
Hey, tacos!
Ah, tacos.
You know who makes the best tacos?
Mom.
These kind of remind me of the ones we had...
for dinner last night.
Hey, Pinky didn't have dinner with us.
Wait a minute.
Candace's favorite cereal?
Hello?
Phineas?
Where are you?
Pinky ran away, and when I came back,
the sandwich was gone!
Okay, let me call you back.
Yeah, we're inside Candace's stomach.
That's creepy on so many levels.
This backup of yours is taking forever.
I have a travel chess set in my bag over there.
Do you play chess?
Over there, actually.
I tricked you, Perry the Platypus!
Do you like my Any-Flat-Surface-Magnet-Belt?
It sticks to any flat surface.
Guess what?
There's no travel chess set in this bag, either.
There was one of these in both bags, so whichever one you chose, you would be stuck.
Just like I'm...
stuck... right now.
What, uh...
Wh-What time is that backup getting here again?
Oh, here we are.
Let's tap into Candace's nerve center so we can see what she sees.
Ears.
Eyes.
Look, we're getting an image.
She's on her date with Jeremy.
That means we're on a date with Jeremy.
Again, creepy on so many levels.
Oh, excuse me.
My phone is ringing.
Hello?
Candace, I know this sounds weird,
but Ferb and I shrunk down in a submarine.
We were in that sandwich you ate,
and now we're in your stomach.
Are you wacko?
Don't call me!
Wait!
We can prove it!
How do we prove it?
Whoo!
Yeah!
What is going on?
Hey.
Monkey bars!
Do you still get sick when you hang upside down?
Yeah. Why?
Sorry, Candace.
We have to help Isabella.
So...
Arms and legs!
Candace, are you okay?
Never better.
Never better!
Phineas, I'm going to...
It's working!
All right! Yeah!
What happened?
Candace, are you sure you're okay?
Come on, my uncle's restaurant is right over here.
Any other ideas?
I-I have a tickle in my throat.
Stay right here.
I'm gonna go get some water.
We did it!
You guys are so busted!
Oh, hey, Candace.
Hello?
Mom.
Phineas and Ferb built a SHRINKING SUBMARINE!
Candace,
I'll see it later.
Right now, I have to swing by Jeremy's uncle's restaurant and pick up some sandwiches for your father.
Perfect!
Farewell, Perry the Platypus!
Mom, Mom, Mom!
Submarine! Submarine!
♪ Perry! ♪
See? It's a submarine!
Urgh!
So...
imaginative.
Hey, I've been lookin' everywhere for you guys!
Pinky threw up and I got my sash back!
Hmm.
Gross.
But cool.
Speaking of pets...
Where ya been, Perry?
Candace.
I have a surprise for you.
Check it out.
Sandwich menu?
"The Candace Special"?
Oh, you had a sandwich named after me?
Yeah.
Grilled cheese.
'Cause I know it's your favorite.
Shall we eat inside?
This is the end of a perfect day.
My very own sandwich!
I can't wait to try it!
Curse you, Perry the Platypus!
Hello?
Where am I?
Oh, it's all gastrointestiney in here.
Hmm...
Brain.
I'm inside a dog!
Perfect.
Now I can pee all over the Tri-State Area!
Oh, what am I doing with my life?