If you're looking for me.
You better check under the sea.
Cause that is where you'll find me.
Underneath the Sealab.
Underneath the water.
Sealab at the bottom of the sea.
Bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored.
Hello, Captain.
Marco! Hey buddy, you wanna, I don't know, hang out or, play a game?
I'm a little busy here, sir.
Trying to keep a trillion dollar research station running smoothly.
Ooh, fun! I'll be the mommy.
Beep-beep!
What's that? You need the Captain? Right away?
What was that?
Emergency in the tank room! Better get down there, sir!
I-I didn't hear anything.
No time, sir! Hurry! Run!
Away!
Madre mía, what an idiot!
I'm here! I'm here! What's the emergency?
Uhh, looks like Marco got you again, sir.
Oh, jeez. That mailbox head!
Well, um, can I play with you guys?
Not now, sir. We're about to go out on patrol.
Neato! Hey, I'll make a box lunch.
Yeah, you do that.
Umm, oh, I get it. Ditched.
Life's a ditch!
Oh! Hi orphans! Wanna play, or.. or...
Shag off!
Hmm.
Ba-ba-ba-bored, ba-ba-ba-bored...
ba-ba-ba-bored, ba-ba-ba-bored, ba-ba-ba-bored...
Bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored, bored. Bored!!
Hey, do ya mind? I'm listening to the radio.
But I'm bored! Why aren't you listening to me?
Because... I am listening... to the radio.
The radio!!
Yo, hey. Drone.
Uh, yeah, my name is, uh, Ted. From accounting.
Well then, you should know how to launch the
ten-gigawatt emergency radio beacon.
Uh, no, not really, sir, I'm... Ted. Accounting...
And I've heard great things, Kevin. Now, less lip and more launch!
Alright, ah, okay.
You're the boss.
The beacon is on the surface, sir. Are we cool, here?
Full power! Juice that baby all the way up, Cedric!
Well, it's in the red now, sir, it's, uh, you know what I'm talk --
It's in the red, I'm from accounting...
Yeah...
Eh, no, no I don't.
Ahem. Is this thing on?
Alright, sea monkeys! This is Howlin' Mad Murphy!
You can run, but you can't hide, because I am live and worldwide
with ten gigawatts of radio waves that won't behave!
And you can't ignore me anymore, people!
I... will... be... heard!!
Captain Murphy! I -
Shh! Coming out! Ahem.
Alright, sea monkeys, you're on the prowl with Howlin' Mad Murphy!
So, get your fignuts on!
Fiiignuuuts!!
Hey, jerkface! You don't just barge into the booth when I'm on the air!
Booth?? Wait a second!
Are you using the emergency beacon to run a pirate radio station?
Ahh, crap. Listen, fignuts.
The tour is either in the commissary by now, or in the Howling Mad gift shop.
Right. Two things; One, you're suckin' up all the power.
And two. The FCC finds out -
So, some shriveling bureaucrats make me pay a stupid fine. Big deal.
I see you're not familiar with their new tactics, which are...
unspeakably wicked. Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh!