The Venture Bros.

Maybe.

Full house.

I will give you the part.

That was for a '69 Charger, no?

There. No charges, OK?

Please, just go.

Take me with you.

Sorry, man.

Here, kid.

So, you see, by applying the basic principles...

of the scientific method to the matter...

we learn very quickly that the myth of the Chupacabra...

is just that... utter crap.

Now, if you apply these same principles to Catholicism...

an interesting thing occurs.

Yes?

"English for immigrants" is in el proximo cuarto, numero 206.

So, anyone else have a question?

OK, then.

Well, I hope my lecture has been as enlightening for all of you as it has for me.

Really, you've all been... great.

Interesting lecture as always, Dr. Venture.

I am only sorry there wasn't a better turnout.

It's difficult to hold the students' attention during Dia de los Muertos.

Oh, right... the crazy dead-people Christmas you people celebrate.

What, is that supposed to be today?

Si.

Oh, great. Fantastic of you to tell me that before I came all the way down here.

So, how do we do this?

Do you guys mail me a check, or do I pick it up at the bursar's office or what?

Hey, doc.

How'd your speech thing go?

All right, I suppose.

One or two of the students really seemed to grasp...

you don't really care, do you?

Nah.

Hola, Senor Samson.

See you back at the X-1 in a couple of hours.

- Hey, Pop! - Boys.

This place is tits! Divvy this.

- We got these boss Mexican hats... - Sombreros!

And these super-cool sugar skulls with our names on them.

Ah, there you are. Your check, Dr. Venture.

Muchas gracias.

Super good.

Very generous of y... oh, pesos.

Great. These zeroes are all meaningless.

Damn it. You people have giant bugs around here.

Ah, that is the monarch butterfly.

They migrate here to Mexico this time of year.

The Aztecs believed they were the spirits of the dead returning home.

Wow, but you're full of helpful information, fella!

And how!

Say, it's not poisonous, is it?

I... You're kidding, right?

No, hijo, he's not poisonous.

That's where you're wrong, Mr. College.

Honey, what are you going on about?

Don't call me that in front of the henchmen.

Keep it professional.

It's my old nemesis, Dr. Venture.

He's obviously followed us down here.

Someone must have leaked our whereabouts to him, but who?

All right. Which one of you sold the Monarch out?

Okay, okay.

I'm going to turn around and close my eyes...

and I want the guilty party to step forward.

No judgments. You won't be punished.

Just want to know who did it, OK?

Traitor!

Dirty bastard traitor! I knew it was you, number...

- 37. - Number 37!

Strike him from the roster, Dr. Girlfriend.

- Speedy! - Yes, Monarch.

You're being promoted.

I want you and a phalanx of no less than three...

and no more than five henchmen to go and observe Dr. Venture.

Find out what he's doing here and whether or not he knows about my...

sinister plan.

- Does this mean I'm getting my wings? - No.

I'm never gonna get those wings.

Someday, Speedy, someday.

Here. How about I let you drive the Monarch-mobile?

Horrible disease-carrying things.

But that might have been someone's spirit, Pop.

All the more reason to get it the hell off me.

Look, don't you kids have someplace to be or something?

Well, here! Go... I don't know, buy fireworks or something.

Just go somewhere that's not next to your father.

I have urgent business to attend to with a colleague of mine, Dr. Guevara...

the top man in his field.

I am sorry, Senor Venture.

- Doctor. - Si?

No, Dr. Venture. What's Mexican for doctor?

Doctor.

As I was saying, I simply cannot write you these prescriptions.

What? Why not?

The quantities you have specified are practically criminal.

You have drugs on this list with completely opposite applications...

you have none of the ailments they treat...

But I have tripolar disorder.

- No. - Oh, come on. Look at this place!

I realize I am a Tijuana doctor and all, but even we have scruples.

I could lose my license to practice Mexican medicine.

OK. I see how it is.

And what would you prescribe for Alexander Hamilton?

- Not much. - OK.

How about if, say...

President Benjamin Franklin were to ask you?

Hey, I've been thinking.

Maybe instead of being super selfish with the money Dad gave us...

we should try to do something good with it.

Aw, crud. Like what, brown-noser?

Well, take a look at old H.E.L.P.eR. there.

He's pretty beat up, don't you think?

Well, sure. He looks like...

a dried-out turd on a bad stretch of road. Why?

Hasn't H.E.L.P.eR. always been there for us?

Hasn't he always been, well, super helpful?

Sure, he's great.

Well, do you see what I see?

So you want to buy him car paint?

Leave the thinking to me, Albert Ein-steen.

Let's get 'em!

What? Whoa. No. That's not the plan.

Boss just wants us to observe Dr. Venture.

He's been trying to get that bastard for years...

and what better way than to kidnap his kids?

I'm sure to get my wings if we pull this off.

Bring the Monarch-mobile around.

There they are! Go!

Dad's gonna be so super surprised when he sees...

Mayday! Mayday!

Why?

Guys, heads up.

We got company.

He's got Speedy. Nail him, boys!

Finally. Jeez.

Come on, Speedy.

Wow. He's really on there good.

Wow. That sucked.

What were you thinking?

Bringing them here? Who told you to do that?

Well, we thought that...

Actually, it was Speedy's idea.

Great. So it was Speedy's idea.

Super idea, Speedy. Where is he?

He didn't make it.

What do you mean?

Brock Samson got ahold of him, and he...

Samson. Jeez.

I don't need to hear the rest.

Poor little guy.

He was this close to earning his wings, too.

But see? That's what I'm talking about!

Now Venture will send Samson after the rest of us...

and he'll go totally sickhouse on our asses.

I like my ass, gentlemen.

Samson won't be a problem, sir.

You... no way. Is he dead?

Well, this changes everything.

Without his walking Swedish murder machine...

the good doctor will have to do just what I say, won't he?

Take them to the holding cell.

Hello. This is Dr. Venture.

Attention, Dr. Thaddeus Venture.

This is the Monarch speaking.

I'm currently unavailable right now...

but if you'd like to leave a message, you can do so after the beep.

Thanks, and have a scientastic day.

Attention, Dr. Thaddeus Venture.

This is the Monarch speaking. I have your boys.

If you ever want to see them alive again...

Damn it!

No!