♪♪♪
(Gong sounds)
Toy: Harold, recite the three rules of the ninja.
- Yes, master.
Rule number one...
a ninja must always protect others from danger.
(Phone rings) - Hello this is--
- Hii-ya! That could be a crank call!
- Aghh!
Toy: Harold, what is the second rule of the ninja?
- Rule number two is...
a ninja must serve his fellow man.
- Aw, mum forgot to cut my sandwich today.
- I'll cut your ham sandwich!
Kyaa! - Ewwww...
- Mmm... Mustard and watermelon,
not bad!
- You're welcome.
(Eating sounds)
Toy: what is the third rule of the ninja?
- The third rule of the ninja is...
A ninja must accept all dangerous missions.
Chef: Snack is ready!
- I am needed!
- Who wants to deliver these pudding cups
to the kids outside? - I accept this mission.
- Anyone? - I will.
- Anybody? - Chef! Chef-chef!
- Anyone at all? - Over here. Chef!
- (Sighs) Okay, Harold
but promise me you'll just carry this like a normal kid,
no ninja nonsense.
- I will not fail you on this dangerous mission.
- You're still doing it.
Doing the ninja thing. Gotta stop.
- You have my word. - Good.
Now go hand out the snacks.
(Playful laughter)
♪♪♪
(Gong sounds)
- Great, he has the gong again.
- Attention I, your class ninja,
have travelled many feet
to bring you today's snack.
- What's the snack? What's the snack?
What's the snaaaaaack?
- The cups of the pudding!
(Gong sounds)
- (Upset groan)
- Can we, um... have them?
- At the sound of the gong, snack time begins.
(Gong sounds) Ah!
Oh no!
All: (Gasp) - (Slo-mo) Nooooo!
- Would any of you like more tea?
Owen: Our pudding cups!
- I'll save them!
♪♪♪
- Mmmm.
- Awesome moves, Beth!
You're like some kind of ninja!
- (Shocked gasp) Beth can't be a ninja.
I'm the class ninja.
- (Gasp) We should call you ninja Beth!
All: Yay, ninja Beth!
Hip hip hooray!
- Okay. Wait. Wait. Wait. I'm the ninja.
I'm ninja Harold!
- Hm, that kind of steps on ninja Beth's nickname though.
- Yeah? Well, if I'm not a ninja
then why would I have this "ninja master" ribbon?
- Because they come free
in every box of Snazzy Crunch cereal?
Pretty sure we all have one.
- Yeah! Check it out!
- Got mine right here - I've got three!
♪♪♪
- (Sad sigh)
(All chanting) Ninja Beth! Ninja Beth! Ninja Beth!
- Maybe they're right.
I couldn't even finish my mission.
All my life I... I've wanted to be a ninja.
If I'm not a ninja, then what am I?
Who am I?
(Echo) Who am I? Who am I? Who am I?
(Wind gusts)
(Sad music)
♪♪♪
(Wind gusts)
(Footsteps thud lightly)
(Rain patters heavily)
(Train chugs, brakes squeal)
(Footsteps crunch)
(Splashing)
(Footsteps crunch)
(Bear roars) (Harold screams)
(Screams echo)
(Birds chirp)
- (Hopeful gasp) "Dishwasher needed".
Well, if, if I'm not a ninja
maybe I'm a dishwasher.
- Who ordered the cheeseburger?
- Hi. I'd like to apply for the dishwasher job and--
whaaaa-gi-ga-ah.
♪♪♪
Monks: Yay!
- Whoa. Kid, you're no dishwasher.
You're some kind of ninja.
(Echo) Ninja. Ninja. Ninja.
- You're right.
I am a ninja.
All: Ninja Beth! Ninja Beth! Ninja Beth! Ninja Beth!
(Whooshing)
- Mmmm.
- She's a food ninja too.
- Here, Beth. Catch this!
- Hi-ya!
All: (Gasp)
- Boy, Harold,
you were in the bathroom for a long time.
- Beth, I challenge you to an ultimate skills battle.
All: (Gasp)
- The winner gets to be class ninja,
and the loser... doesn't.
- It's okay Harold, you can be the--
- Why can't there just be two ninjas?
- (Sputters) Because... ninja rules say so...
and, and, and everyone knows that real ninjas
don't wear silly bee costumes!
All: (Gasp)
- (Whimpers)
- Oh snap!
- (Threatening) What did you just say?
He shouldn't have said that.
I was just going to let him be the class ninja.
But now? Uh-uh.
Challenge accepted.
(Both gasp)
- Whoa... - Woohoo!
Yes, this is gonna get so ugly!
- Welcome to the first...
- And probably last...
- Class ninja battle challenge royale!
Let's meet the competitors.
First up is Beth.
46 pounds, nicknamed "ninja Beth."
She's about to try karate chopping
through 3 ice pop sticks.
- Yeahhh!
Noah: That's three ice pop sticks!
Wow! Can her challenger chop through four?
- We'll have to wait and see.
Beth's challenger is Harold.
Noah: 53 pounds, and once lost a fight to a chicken.
Bridgette: We are just waiting on his 4 ice pop sticks.
Oh, here they come now...
- (Slurps)
(Ice cracks)
Owwww! Brain freeze!
Hiii-ya!
(Bones crack)
Oowwww!
- Ooh. I guess ninja Beth took that one.
Now we go to the mouse trap mine field.
Noah: You need to cross the minefield of traps.
- (Scoffs) Piece of cake!
- While dodging dodge balls.
- Huh?
- (Cackles)
- Ow! Owww! Ow! Ow! Ow! (Traps snap)
Ow! Owww! Ow! Ow! Ow! (Traps snap)
- Wow. He's not missing a single trap, is he?
- No he is not.
- Thanks for clearing a path, Harold.
- You're not welcome. Ow!
Noah: It's another victory for Beth.
- I feel kinda bad for Harold. Maybe I should just--
- Beth, I will defeat you,
because I am better than you...
in every! Single! Way!
(Landing thud) (Traps snap) Ow!
- Not feeling so bad about him now.
- Time for the final event
in the class ninja battle challenge royale.
- And the title's still up for grabs
because no one has been keeping count,
and we haven't learned math.
- Yup. Whoever wins this event will be named class ninja.
- It starts with a race down the slide full of fire ants.
- Why do they call them fire ants?
(Fire whooshes) - Gahhh!
- Bridgette: Then, across the monkey bars with real monkeys.
Noah: And they look pretty surly.
- No problem!
- I thought this was going to be hard. Heh.
Noah: Gotta make it across the snapping crab sandbox
before crossing the tofu greased teeter totter.
But it doesn't end there.
Next we test the would-be ninja's swimming skills
with a splash pad dash through piranha territory!
(Chomp, splash)
- Hey!
Bridgette: Then finally take a leap of faith
over the pit of sharp objects,
and break through the winner's ribbon.
Harold, you're up first.
- (Fire whooshes)
Noah: On your mark.
- A real ninja can do anything
he puts his mind to.
Noah: Get set.
- Time to show them I'm the greatest ninja that ever lived!
Noah: Go!
- I can't! I can't do it!
It's just too scary! I'm scared!
I'm not looking, I can't no... No... you can't make me!
- Harold's given up!
Beth, remains class ninja!
- You won fair and square.
(Sobs)
- Um, about that...
I don't really wanna be a ninja.
- What?!
- I only took the challenge
because you said my bee outfit was silly.
- I-I didn't mean that.
I-I think bees are cool.
- You do?
- Oh yeah. Did you know that a honey bee can fly...
(In unison) 16 miles per hour.
- Harold, if I become class ninja
who will be the class bee?
The ninja job is yours.
Always has been, always will be.
High five!
- Whoaaaaa!
Ah! Fire! They're breathing fire!
- Dibs on his cubby.
Harold: Ow-ow-ow.
Ow. Eeee!
Ahhhhh!
Ow-ow-ow.
Ahhhhh!
Man eating fish! Ow-ow-ow.
(Panting)
- Way to go, ninja Harold!
All: (Cheer)
- Hey guys, look what I made.
I call it a piranha launcha!
(Booms) Ha!
Kids: (Scream)
(Monkeys screech)
- (Maniacal laugh)
(All screaming)
- Ah-ha-ha-ha! Noah: Piranha!
- Nooooooooo...
- Bad fish! Bad!
- (Maniacal laugh) Whoa!
(Landing chomp, monkey cries) - (Angry grunt)
- Whoa, Bridgette. You were like...
- Oh no.
- ...a ninja.
Harold: Noooooo!!!!