Season 1/Episode 1: Atomic Betty: Remastered - Subtitle Transcripts

This is the first season one episode, produced in 16:9 widescreen and digitally remastered in 1080p High Definition and 4K UHD as aired on Netflix, as well as Amazon Prime, Hulu and iTunes, also where the new HI subtitles and CC are added. It will even be found on the Canadian Blu-ray release, apart of The Moments of Tajja Isen: The Complete Boxed Set.

Atomic Roger/Toxic Talent (Season 1 Episode)
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

TAJJA ISEN: ♪ Call me up, I'm your girl

♪ Toughest chick in the alien world

♪ Ain't got time for pink and lace

♪ This girl's built for outer space

♪ Atomic Betty, I'm a fighting girl

♪ Atomic Betty, gonna rock your world

♪ Atomic Betty, Atomic Betty, Atomic, Atomic, Atomic, Atomic

♪ Atomic Betty, your galactic girl

♪ Atomic Betty, gonna save the world

♪ Atomic Betty, Atomic Betty ♪

Atomic Betty reporting for duty.

(ECHOING) Hyah!

(LASERS FIRING)

(ALARM RINGING)

Stop Thief!

(LASER FIRES) (EXCLAIMING)

(SIREN BLARING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Maybe we'd better call the Chief.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

I'm going to save so much money with this home haircutting kit.

There, all done.

(YELLS) Mom!

I can't go out like this! What will the other kids say?

(BELL RINGING) Hmm.

PETERSON: (ON PA) Good morning, students,

and welcome to another great day at Moose Jaw Heights.

(CONTINUES, INDISTINCT) Hi, Betty. What's with the new look?

Oh, mind your own business.

Aw, did you cut your hair with a blender?

Come on, Betty.

You can't hide forever. School pictures are today.

(ALL LAUGHING)

School pictures?

How can I forget? (BRACELET BEEPING)

(OSCILLATING)

Atomic Betty reporting for duty.

Ugh. Holy Attack of the Lawnmowers.

''I say, Betty-- what happened to your do?''

It's the result of a family savings plan gone bad.

Very well. (CLEARS THROAT)

Your nemesis, Maximus IQ, appears to stealing gold...

all across the galaxy.

I need YOU to stay on high alert.

Why is he stealing the gold, sir?

It's a mystery, Betty. Nobody knows.

How much longer is this going to take?

I'm trying to capture your good side, sir.

(EVIL VOICE) It's not so easy.

Show me what you've done.

(GRUNTS)

Uh, I think it's quite a good likeness myself.

I want more than just a foot!

I want a giant gold statue 100 feet high...

proclaiming my evil glory to all the galaxy!

But we've only stolen enough gold for the foot

and one ear. Then, steal more gold!

(ALARM BLARING)

This is it!

Maximus' robots are robbing the gold mines of Abraxas 4!

X-5, get us into hyperspace.

And both of you—stop looking at my hair!

(BUZZER)

Hi-yah!

All right, nobody move.

(FANFARE)

(CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICKING)

What gives? Who's the French poodle?

Atomic Roger, a brand new Galactic Guardian at your service, citizen.

Hi, Roger. The name's Betty—Atomic Betty,

and this is my crew. You must be charmed to meet me.

Say, Roger, how did you get here so fast?

My on-board controls are directly linked to the super computer,

so I get my crime bulletins faster than any other Guardian.

Listen, Kitty—It's Betty.

Right. Cathy, it's been a thrill chatting with you, but I have to go now.

Here, my hairstylist. You need to call her right away.

(SHIP DRIVES OFF)

I hope no one is looking at my hair.

(BOTH WHISTLE)

Who is this new Guardian who foiled my plan?

Atomic Roger, sir. He's ruining everything,

though he does have fantastic hair.

Huh? Who cares about his hair?

MAXIMUS: Behold.

Let's see this Atomic Roger stop my new army of gold-pilfering robots.

(CHUCKLES) Fly, my pretties, fly!

All right, time for me to go back to earth for my stupid school pictures.

SPARKY: No time!

Robots are stealing the solid gold yacht of the Sultan on Scymtar!

ATOMIC BETTY: Let's go!

Aha!

Unhand this ship, you foul minions of evil!

(GRUNTS)

(ATOMIC ROGER YELLS)

Mission accomplished. Don't worry, Carrie!

I'll take this gold ship in myself. After all, it matches my hair.

(LAUGHS HYSTERICALLY)

Wow! Did you see that? (ALARM BLARING)

We're getting another call.

X-5: Robots are robbing the gold repository of planet Knox.

(BRAKES SCREECH)

This is getting ridiculous.

How am I supposed to save the day if he's always getting here first?

I'm telling you, it's the hair. Betty, look!

ATOMIC BETTY: After him!

Hand over the gold, evil robot!

(ROARING FEROCIOUSLY)

Hi-yah!

(ALL SCREAMING)

(LASER ZAPS)

Fear not, citizens—Atomic Roger is here!

(GROWLS)

ALL: Whoa! (GRUNTS)

(HIGH-PITCHED SCREAM)

(SLAMS)

I guess I oughta thank you, Roger. There's no need, Kelly.

Keep trying, and maybe one day you too can save the day like me--

(ECHOES) Atomic Roger!

(GRUNTING)

Don't worry about this.

I'll take it back to headquarters myself, and really, call my hairdresser.

Bye, Roger! Thanks for saving us!

There's something fishy about that guy.

He did save our lives. I know. I just hope nobody finds out.

(CROWD CHEERING) Thank you, Atomic Roger.

It is with great pleasure that I award you this special medal...

for saving the universe's gold from the clutches of the evil Maximus IQ,

and for saving our own Atomic Betty and her crew.

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

(GROANS)

That girl is bad enough, but that Roger.

Oh, isn't he dreamy?

(GRUESOMELY) I mean, what a jerk!

It doesn't matter what he is, for I Maximus IQ,

will seal his doom with the most nefarious, the most devious machine...

yet created!

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

Check it out—my new Atomic Roger Fan Club poster.

X-5: Look what I have!

(GASPS)

SPARKY: And I've got the uber model.

If you want, Chief, you can wear my new wig for your school picture.

I'm sick of hearing about Atomic Roger!

Take me home! I'd rather face Penelope Lang.

(ALARM BLARING)

No time.

Maximus has attack Argo 7 with a planet-devouring ship.

(ENGINE REVS)

The situation was so grim, I had to see it for myself.

You'd better act fast. I disagree, Admiral.

There's far too much dirt flying around. I've just recently been quaffed.

(TEARING)

Uh...

(SCREAMING)

(TRANSMITTER BEEPS)

Looks like it's all up to you now, Betty.

Look at the fool! No one dares to stop me!

Come on, boys! I'm not afraid to get a little dirty!

With that hair, I'm not surprised.

Sparky, X-5, hold them off. I've got to get the generators.

(EXCLAIMS)

(ALL YELLING)

(YELLS)

It's heading right for us!

Chances of survival look pretty negative.

We'll just see about that. Slingshot!

(CACKLING EVILLY)

You've got to be kidding. That antiquated weapon?

(GLASS SHATTERS) (GROANS)

No, no, no! It's not fair!

(MACHINE RUNS OUT)

SPARKY: He's lost power!

Nice shot, Betty! (CHUCKLING)

A million to one, at least. ADMIRAL DEGILL: Bravo, Betty!

On behalf of all of Argo 7-- Thank you, Admiral.

Once again, I, Atomic Roger, have saved the day,

and I want everyone to know that this is my real hair...really.

ATOMIC BETTY: Hey, what's this?

Uh, that?

That must've flown in my shirt when I was dueling with Maximus.

(YELLING)

(BOTH GASP)

Roger, how could you?

Why should Maximus get a golden statue?

I want a golden statue, too! ADMIRAL DEGILL: No.

Atomic Betty, the galaxy salutes you. Thank you, sir!

I can't believe we were so wrong about Atomic Roger.

What a creep. I believe we owe you an apology.

Can you ever forgive us?

Don't worry about it, boys. Apology accepted.

SPARKY: We have a surprise for you.

(ALL LAUGHING)

Say, I wonder what happened to Maximus' statue?

I don't know, Your Tackiness, but I think it captures your essence.

(CRASH) (MAXIMUS GROANS)

(MUFFLED) Get this piece of junk off of me!

(PETERSON CHATTERS INDISTINCTLY ON PA)

(CHUCKLES) Look, it's the girl with a glued-on scarf!

Come on, Betty. Take it off, or are you chicken?

(ALL LAUGH)

MAN: Hey, cool hair.

(CAMERA CLICKS)

(ALL CHATTERING EXCITEDLY)

Cool hair!

ATOMIC BETTY: Congratulations, guys!

We've purged the Zamfire galaxy of the insect invaders.

Now get me back to Earth.

I've got a rehearsal for tonight's school talent show.

♪ The Dog Star Sirius is so delirious ♪

(ATOMIC BETTY LAUGHS)

Can you believe that one of those carrier beetles tried to eat this?

Hmph!

Carrier beetles are known for their penchant for consuming all items of mobility—They eat anything that moves. BOTH: Oh!

(SQUEAKING)

(SCREAMS)

(GRUNTS)

(FEARFUL WHIMPER)

(BUG GROWLS)

Help!

(ELECTRONIC BEEPING)

(GROANS)

Open the hatch, X-5! Wait, I've got a better idea.

(GASPS) Sparky!

(GIGGLING)

(SPARKY CHUCKLES)

Oh! Good work, Sparky, but what are we going to do with this?

Might I suggest we open the hatch and suck it into space?

No way! I'm gonna keep him as a pet.

I think I'll call him Albert, mmm-hmm?

What do you say, Al?

I don't think he's the right pet for you, Sparky,

but we'll talk about it later. (BRACELET BEEPS)

I'm late for rehearsal, X-5. Zap me back to Earth.

(BRAKES SCREECHING)

(DISTANT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

(GROANING)

(ROCK MUSIC CONTINUES)

PENELOPE: Cut, cut, cut! (MUSIC STOPS)

Oh, how bad was that?

Who's up next? Um, it's uh--

(GASPS)

Sorry I'm late.

Know why they call it show business, Betty?

'Cause people show up!

I'm here now. Too late, you're out of the show.

What? You can't do that.

Oh, yes I can. The school appointed me...

(CHUCKLES) ...director.

But that's not fair.

Oh, Betty, life's not fair.

(YELLING) Next!

(WHIMSICAL ORCHESTRA PLAYING)

(BETTY SIGHS)

What am I gonna do? I'll be the only kid not performing.

How am I gonna explain this to my parents?

I'll talk to her.

(BRACELET BEEPING)

Hmm.

Atomic Betty reporting for duty!

(CLEARS THROAT)

I have an urgent mission for you:

Maximus IQ is terrorizing the citizens of planet Coolosia...

by blasting them with non-stop noise.

That's terrible. Indeed.

The Coolosians are fragile people,

their nerves are shot, they can't eat and can't sleep.

Why they're cracking up in droves. You have to stop Maximus at once.

I'm on my way, sir.

(LOUD WHIRRING)

(HUMMING CATCHILY)

Coolosians are the environmental police of the cosmos.

Their sensitivity is matched only by their commitment to peace and love.

No wonder Maximus hates them. Actually, they're preventing him...

from building a hyperspeed jetway through their galaxy.

Maximus is terrorizing them until they give in.

(SIGHING) Still upset about the talent show?

I wrote a special song and everything.

(ALARM BLARING)

What in the cosmos is that?

Maximus!

(MUNCHES)

Greetings, Coolosians. Enjoying the music?

(PANICKED SCREAMS)

What's that?

You want me to pump it up?

COOLOSIANS: Make the music stop!

(ALARM BLARING)

Ooh! Master, look!

(GROWLING)

Aha!

MAXIMUS: Atomic Betty.

Welcome to my dance party.

(GOBBLING)

(GRUMBLED) Except YOU weren't invited!

(BELCHES)

MAXIMUS: Watch your manners.

You won't get away with this, Maximus!

MINIMUS: Yeah, pass the barbecued space lunch.

(GROWLS FRUSTRATEDLY)

''Actually, it's okay. I'm full.''

MAXIMUS: By the time I've finished with those star huggers,

Coolosia will be a quivering trail of vapor, and my new jetway...

will go straight THROUGH it!

Here's your goodbye tune.

(MAXIMUS CACKLING)

(SOUND WAVES WHIRRING)

(SPARKY YELLS) (ALARM BLARING)

I'd say we go after him—storm the boombox!

That would be futile. (MOCKING) That would be futile.

Have you got a better plan? Actually, yes.

From the data I'm downloading,

Maximus is tapping into a source of sound somewhere else in the universe.

So all we have to do is find the original source,

and somehow alter its frequency. Yeah, but how?

Attach this to the outside of Maximus' speaker.

It will process incoming sound waves and trace their origin.

(GULPS)

If anything happens, promise me you'll find Albert a good home.

ATOMIC BETTY: Sparky, you're gonna be fine.

Where's your sense of adventure?

(WHIMPERING)

Oh, boy.

(SHOUTING INCOHERENTLY)

Sparky, are you okay?

(STAMMERING) No problem.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Huh?

(CHUCKLES)

(SCREAMING)

(GASPING) Don't worry, I'll catch him.

(YELLING)

Ooh, nice shot!

I don't have time to play these ridiculous games!

I'm trying to take over the universe. Yes, Your Gameship.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

(LAUGHS)

(YELLS)

Game, set and match.

(EVIL LAUGHTER)

ATOMIC BETTY: Quick, X-5!

Thrusters on high!

(EXCLAIMING)

ATOMIC BETTY: What's happening to Coolosia?

Maximus' noise bombardment has triggered a spacequake.

(YELLING)

(CONTINUES YELLING)

(SPARKY MOANING)

Did you position the device? Uh-huh.

ATOMIC BETTY: (IMAGINING) "Dear Mom and Dad,

"I have been detained in the Zamfire galaxy,

so will the absent from the talent show tonight."

Stop! I know that noise.

Yes, I found the source.

This single cord cacophony has looped itself endlessly into Maximus' frequency.

(DISTANT ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

ATOMIC BETTY: Earth?

The Osbornes?

(WHIRRING)

(BEEPING NOISILY)

X-5: (ON SPEAKER) Hurry, Captain.

Coolosia's interior molecules are starting to divide.

SPARKY: (ALSO ON SPEAKER) The planet's gonna split in two!

NOAH: Betty!

I tried getting Penelope to change her mind about you performing,

but I'm sorry. She said "no way."

That's okay. Look, Noah,

I need you to get me backstage without Penelope seeing me.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

Penelope, I was thinking... Yes?

Do you need more lipstick?

It would make a bigger impression. Excuse me?

For your photo shoot for the school paper.

They're sure to be here. Good point.

I have gloss in my locker.

(GUITAR NOTES CONTINUE IN DISTANCE)

(MUSIC STOPS)

Hey, guys! Love your sound.

Is this a joke? No! You've inspired me.

Can I check out your guitar?

(GUITAR NOTES PLAYING)

Where did you get those extra cords, Betty?

Out of a manual, called "Guitar Playing for Idiots."

All right!

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

TAJJA ISEN: ♪ The Dog Star Sirius is so delirious

♪ Don't you really wish you were him?

♪ The Dog Star Sirius is so delirious (BOTH LAUGHING)

♪ You can take my word on it, you can take my word on it

(CONTINUES LAUGHING)

♪ The Dog Star Sirius is so delirious

♪ Don't you really wish you were him?

(CONTROLS BEEPING)

♪ The Dog Star Sirius is so delirious

♪ You can take my word on it, you can take my word on it

♪ You can take my word on it, you can take my word

♪ Flying out tonight on a thrilling rocket ride

(CONTINUES, INDISTINCT) I know that voice!

Sounds like Atomic Betty. She's not bad.

(MAXIMUS GROWLING)

ISEN AND CHORUS: ♪ Finding life on Mars

♪ Finding life on Mars, sure beats driving cars

(EVIL VOICE) I meant, she's terrible.

(SLURPS)

WOMAN: (ON PA) Incoming present for Maximus.

Open the hatch.

♪ The Dog Star Sirius is so delirious

Whoa-oh! (YELLING)

♪ You can take my word on it, you can take my word on it

♪ You can take my word on it, you can take my word

♪ The Dog Star Sirius is so delirious ♪

That's our girl.

So, am I ready for my photo op?

What?

How did that freak get back in my lineup?

(CHUCKLES) Practice?

(GRUMBLING)

(PENELOPE SCREAMS)

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)

TAJJA ISEN AND CHORUS: ♪ Atomic Betty, your galactic girl

♪ Atomic Betty, gonna save the world

♪ Atomic Betty, Atomic Betty ♪

BETTY: Atomic Betty reporting for duty.

(ECHOING) Hyah!