Wow. Where did all those magic pet toys come from all of a sudden?
Morphle no know.
Let's clean them all up so we can solve this mystery.
Yeah!
Hmm. But there's only two of us and so many toys.
Wow. Two Morphles?
Work together.
[truck beeping]
Things become so much easier if you work together.
But how did we end up with all these toys, and with two Morphles?
Because of Doubler.
Its magic power is that it can create copies of anything.
Fun!
[doorbell rings]
Hmm, who could that be?
Good day, sir. We are actual, real Boy Scouts.
-[giggles] -Shh, shh.
And we sell cookies.
That looks great. Mmm.
I think I would like some cookies.
[both laughing]
Oh, no. Mila, Morphle, the Bandits stole Doubler.
Oh! We need to catch them, but they're way too far.
What could we use to catch them?
Uh, tricycle.
Not fast enough.
Morphle, morph into a super fast police car.
Ah!
[siren wailing]
There they are.
Oh, no. Run!
Where have they gone? I'm sure they went this way.
Huh? Look, Morphle. They're behind us now.
How did they get there?
We've caught you now.
Uh-oh.
Doubler isn't with them, Morphle. Where did you take Doubler?
Doubler? Maybe he's with the Instrument Bandits
or the Feather Bandits...
Too many bandits.
Or maybe he's with the Morphle Bandits!
-[laughing] -[yelling]
Morphle, morph into a--
And we are the Band-Aid Bandits.
-Yeah. -[both laughing]
Yeah.
Morphle!
Our new Banditmobile can use the power of any magic pet
without us having to be their human companion.
[laughing]
And with Doubler in there, we can copy ourselves.
[zapping]
Wheels? We don't want to be the Wheel Bandits. We will be--
The Paperclip Bandits.
[giggling] Yeah.
-Hmph. -[vehicle approaching]
We, the Morphle Bandits, have stolen Morphle.
Great, let's morph him into a bulldozer,
so it's easier to steal the wheels of cars.
No. Morph him into tweezers, so it's easier to pluck feathers.
-You're silly. -You're silly.
No, you are.
Oh, so many Morphles.
[laughing] Morphle, morph into a bulldozer.
Morphle, morph into tweezers.
Morphle isn't doing anything.
Of course not, because we haven't put him in the Banditmobile yet.
Don't do that.
If you take out Doubler, there will only be two of us again.
We escape.
Morphle has a plan?
What do we morph?
No, Morphle no have a plan.
Tricycle!
No, not fast enough.
Aw.
Morphle need Mila.
[grunts] Finally. Now I need to Morphle back.
Mila. Mila help Morphle. Mila make a plan.
Hi, Morphle. Yes, but there are so many bandits.
If they all work together... [sighs] ...there's nothing we can do.
Bandits no work together.
Bandits only fight.
Really? Then I think we just might have a chance.
Morphle one, morph into a T-rex!
[roars]
[giggling]
Morphle two, morph into a robot.
Morphle three, morph into a big fan.
Now work together to blow the feathers away.
Oh, no.
Morphle four, morph into a ramp.
Doubler Bandits, we need more feathers.
No, we need more wheels. Double the wheels!
That's a dumb idea.
You're a dumb idea.
No, we need wheels.
Feathers!
[punching]
Um, so I guess now we free Doubler?
[punching continues]
Bye, other Morphles.
-Bye-bye. -Bye-bye.
No, no, no. That is not what we should do.
Yeah, it is.
Morphle, morph into a big robot to catch them.
Huh? What?
[both] Oh, no.
...and then, there were four Morphles and four of the bandits,
and it was really exciting.
Wow, that sounds really scary.
No scary.
But the Bandits didn't work together, and we did.
And that way, we could save Doubler.
And then there was only one Morphle again.
-Two Morphle... -Two hug.
Aw.
-[Stein] Hey, Yorn. -[Yorn] Yeah, Stein.
[Stein] I'm glad you are the bandit that stayed
when the others disappeared.
[Yorn] Oh, me, too, Stein.
[Stein] Good night, Yorn.
[Yorn] Good night, Stein.
[Morphle] Whee.
[imitates lasers firing]
[laughs]
Well, hello, Mila and Morphle. What are you two up to today?
We're playing with Morphle's favorite toy.
-[imitates lasers firing] -Mr. Action!
Mr. Action is really great and always helps people in need,
except for the bad guys, of course. Like Professor Evil.
Oh, wow! How about we zap him to life,
so he can really help the people in the city?
[gasping] Mr. Action real?
Oh. [chuckles] Put it on the ground, Morphle.
-Wow. -I am Mr. Action!
[wind blowing]
Professor Evil. My enemy.
Hand over that device.
Oh. Hmm. All right.
Well, that was easy.
Oh, no.
Time to help the city folk.
Mr. Action!
We have to get that Life-ray back, Morphle.
Quickly, morph into a superhero too.
This calls for action.
Don't worry, ma'am. I've got this.
Get out of here!
[man yelling]
Catch it, Morphle.
Leave this woman alone.
Thank you, Morphle.
[woman yelling]
I'm getting dizzy.
And you're the worst!
-[grunts] -[bus driver] Oh, no!
[bubbling]
I'll take that, boys.
That definitely calls for some action.
Wait, what?
Here you go, honest citizens.
Uh, but those are the bad guys.
Lying never pays, Peter Freeze. [laughs]
Oh, no, you don't.
Oh, well.
-[Mila] Mr. Action. Wait! -Huh?
Why are you holding Professor Evil? Are you his henchmen?
No, no, no, this is Professor Evil.
Professor Evil is a toy. Just like used to be, Mr. Action.
This is Professor Rashid, and he shouldn't be a toy.
Oh, no.
Thank you for your explanation, tiny blueberry girl.
Huh? Tumbling test tubes. Ah!
But how can I fight Professor Evil now?
I must become a toy again myself.
[laughing] No one can stop me now.
Mr. Action.
Oh, no!
[giggling]
What's the hold up? You've caught us already.
[grunting] Yeah, yeah.
[grunts] I'll be there in a minute.
[laughing]
-Yeah, yeah. -Look at him.
-Look, look. -[continues laughing]
[Rashid] Here you go. Two small robots, as ordered.
Perfect.
What's that now?
Oh, uh, nothing. Uh, thank you. Bye-bye.
Have you brought everything?
Yeah.
Perfect. Now let's see if it works.
Look, it's the Bandits.
No.
This is going to work brilliantly. [laughs]
Psst, Morphle.
[whirs]
Mila! Where-- where's the ball?
Never mind the ball. We're going to play another game.
[giggling] Now come with me.
-Okay. -[whirring]
[whirring]
Morphle, you came looking for the ball too?
-No. -Oh, do you want to play another game?
-No. -Oh, okay, do you want to go home?
-No. -Um, do you have any ideas?
-No. -Hmm.
[whirring]
Morphle, get those ice creams.
[mechanical laughter]
Mila no play? Mila?
You're acting very strange, Morphle. You don't even want to morph.
-No. -All you say is, no, no, no.
Daddy, Morphle is being weird.
Now, Mila, that's not a nice thing to say. Hey, Morphle, what's up?
No.
Uh, do you want some ice cream?
-No. -No ice cream? That can't be right.
[creaking]
Oh, no. I'm so sorry, Morph...
-Hey, wait a minute. -[clattering]
See, I told you. This Morphle isn't real.
[both] The Bandits.
Morphle really take a ball?
Yeah, Morphle, you get the ball now. Ha-ha.
[laughing]
Oh, look at him. He's going to do it.
Oh, hey, Morphle. Do you want to play?
[mechanical laughter]
Hey.
Daddy, over there.
Oh, no, it's Mila's dad. Play it cool, Yorn.
Hey, Mila, what are you doing?
Yeah, uh, you know, girl stuff.
Psst, Morphle, over here.
Well, okay, then. You do that. Bye-bye, Mila.
Bye, Daddy.
Excellent, Yorn. Now for some more mischief.
Morphle...
Paint the wall.
No.
No?
Give me that. Morph into...
A police car.
-No. -A fire truck.
-No. -An elephant then.
No.
[grumbles]
Morphle, morph into a toy car.
[engine starts]
[siren wailing]
[pop]
Oh, no. A flat tire.
Mila and Morphle, I need your help.
There's a major crime going on in the city park,
and without my police car, I can't get there fast enough.
-[exclaims] -Oh, no.
Of course we'll help, Mr. Policeman.
Morphle, morph into a police car.
To the park, Morphle.
[siren wailing]
I wonder what the major crime is, Morphle.
Maybe it's the Glue Bandits.
Over there, Morphle. I need a chopper.
Morphle, morph into a police helicopter.
Not in my city!
That sign says keep off the grass. I'll have to write you a ticket.
Was that the big crime you needed to stop, Mr. Policeman?
Yep, it was a...
Oh, no, Morphle, go over there.
Lady, aren't you a bit too old to be committing crimes?
You did not clean up your doggy's poop in my city.
I'll have to write you a ticket, lady.
Ew.
These don't seem like very important crimes, Morphle.
Whew, it's a good thing we're here today. There's a lot of major crime going on.
[gasps] Oh, no! This is serious.
Follow him, Morphle.
[siren wailing]
Stop it right there, ice cream man. Look at your ice cream.
It's melting.
Well, uh, yeah, but--
I cannot stand for this. Not in my city. I will have to write you a ticket.
Ice cream!
Oh, no. Morphle, look.
[snoring]
[laughing]
Mr. Policeman, look, there's a crime going on.
Ah, I see.
[siren wailing]
Morphle, why didn't you stop? There was crime right there.
[siren wailing]
Morphle, take a left here. Look at how that car is parked.
Look, Morphle. They're going over the bridge.
Oh, no. The bridge is opening. Morphle, add rockets to the car.
Morphle, you have to stop. If you don't, we will...
fly.
Cars aren't supposed to fly in my city.
Morphle, we have to get in front of the Bandits so we can stop them.
We caught you, Glue Bandits.
We are no longer the Glue Bandits. We are now the Chain of Office Bandits.
[laughing]
Now I see why you went after the Bandits, Morphle.
We caught them in the act of littering.
[All] What?
In my city.
I will have to write you a ticket for that.
[Mila] It's the mayor.
The Chain of Office Bandits will strike again!
[laughing]
Oh, Mr. Policeman, thank you so much for finding my chain.
Your chain? Ha-ha!
That means it was you who was littering in my city, Mr. Mayor.
[All] What?
I will have to write you a ticket.
Thank you, Morphle. It's finished.
With my latest invention,
you will be able to morph just like Morphle.
Cool.
I'm a cat.
[giggles]
[both laughing]
Now you can't catch me.
[engine revving]
[engines revving]
[giggles]
Try and catch me now.
Pterodactyl.
Ah, yeah, great idea, Morphle.
Let's play dinosaur.
I know which dinosaur I want to be. The biggest of them all.
Wow.
The Argentinosaurus.
Slide.
[chuckles] Look at my giant tail.
[fizzles]
Oh, no, the invention broke.
Now I can't morph back into myself.
Pro-- Professor Rashid.
Yes, you're right. I have to go back to Professor Rashid.
But I'm so big. I can't get past those trees.
Morphle, morph into a crane.
Oh, no! Morphle, I'm stuck.
[whirring]
Morphle, morph into a giant robot.
Wow!
I'm so sorry, Professor Rashid.
I broke your invention, and now I can't morph anymore.
That's all right. I'll have it fixed in no time.
[beeping]
Mila, morph into a Mila.
[giggles]
You can have this back, Professor Rashid.
From now on, I'll leave the morphing up to Morphle.
[man] Oh, no! Not my beautiful hat.
[zooming]
Mr. Mayor, what happened?
Oh, Mila, it's terrible.
I was just walking around in our beautiful city,
thinking mayoral thoughts,
when someone drove by and stole my hat.
Don't worry, Mr. Mayor. We're on the job.
Morphle, morph into a search dog.
Hold it right there. I saw who took the hat.
It was you!
Huh? Morphle?
[siren wailing]
All right, what's going on here?
[panting]
There you are. You thief! Give me back my doggy. [huffs]
Are you saying Morphle stole from you?
Morphle would never do that.
Yes, he would. I just bought a birthday cake,
when Morphle drove by and grabbed it from my hands.
Are you all sure it was Morphle?
[all] Yes!
Well, well, Morphle, a criminal. Not in my city.
[inhales] I'm going to have to take you to the police station, Morphle.
No!
No, please. He didn't do anything.
Mila!
[siren wailing]
Looks like they're gone.
You can come out now, Yorn.
They all think Morphle stole their stuff. [laughing]
Oh, this must be our best plan yet.
Yeah, let's steal some more.
[crying] Morphle no criminal.
Don't worry, Morphle. I will prove you're innocent.
[man] No! Give me back my apples!
[gasps] So the Bandits took all the stuff.
I can't believe it. Morphle took all my apples.
Don't worry, sir. We've already caught Morphle.
But it happened just now.
Outstanding police work, if I say so myself.
[Mila] Morphle didn't do it.
It was the Bandits. I saw them with my own eyes.
Now, now, Mila. You can't go around blaming everything on the Bandits.
Bye-bye, now.
Ooh.
Morphle, I know who did it.
The Bandits stole everything, but no one wants to believe me.
Mila catch the Bandits.
But I can't do it without you, Morphle.
Morphle no catch. Morphle in jail.
But I have an idea.
Can you still hear me, Morphle?
Yeah. Morphle hear. Now where go, where go?
Hmm.
[man] Give me back my tools, Morphle.
Sounds like trouble. Go down, Morphle.
Don't worry, Jo, we're on it.
What? Another Morphle?
[horns honking]
Faster, Morphle. We almost have them.
She's too fast, Stein. She's going to catch us.
We'll see about that.
No, no, no, no, no.
[sputtering]
Slow down, Morphle.
Not so fast now, are you?
Morphle, turn around quickly.
-Huh? -Again.
We've done it, Morphle.
Yeah!
-[siren approaching] -Shh, shh.
Quiet, Yorn.
How did you get out of jail, Morphle?
Trying to hide all your stolen loot, I see.
That's not Morphle. Those are the Bandits.
Hey, wait a minute. This isn't Morphle.
That's what I've been telling you all along.
All right, already. You've caught us.
Uh-oh. I might've made a slight mistake.
I'm very sorry I doubted you, Morphle.
Of course you're not a criminal.
And in light of your outstanding police work,
I'll make you honorary police officers.
It was fun pretending to be Morphle. Right, Stein?
It sure was. Morph into a plane, Yorn. [laughs]
No, you morph into a car, Stein.
[laughing]
[siren wailing]
Hello, Police Officer Freeze.
[yawns] What are you doing here so early?
I couldn't wait to pick you up. Let's go.
What-- what? But where you taking Mila?
I'm taking Mila to jail.
[siren wailing]
Mila!
Bicycle!
Mila in jail. Morphle need to get Mila out.
If Morphle help policeman, then, uh, policeman free Mila.
You littering. Morphle write you a ticket.
What? Why do I get--
This isn't even a real ticket.
Hmm, I really wouldn't want to stay here for a long time.
Morphle help policeman more.
[siren wailing]
[birds chirping]
Shoo. Shoo, I say. Get out of my front yard.
What are you doing here, Morphle?
Wha-- What are you doing?
You very mean to birdies. Morphle police car take you to jail.
You can't just take people to jail, Morphle.
Oh, no.
[siren wailing]
What? [chuckling] That was pretty funny.
[siren wailing]
Oh, man.
[siren wailing]
[scoffs] Much littering.
[man chuckles]
[chuckles] Oh, that's great. [laughs]
[siren wailing]
Huh? Where have all my tires gone?
What? A ticket for littering?
[siren wailing]
Whoa!
You no can be on the grass.
I can't be on the grass in the park? Why, I ought to--
Morphle write you ticket.
Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle. Kids these days.
[laughing] That's great. Just great.
That was great.
[chuckles] And you'll always remember...
[both] To stay out of jail.
Huh? Morphle?
Mila!
You no in jail?
[chuckles] No, I was never in jail.
Police Office Freeze gave me a tour of the station.
Oh.
Morphle want to free Mila, and Morphle take Vanderboos to jail.
What? Oh, no. You can't just take people to jail, Morphle.
[laughs] I had a great time with our little red friend.
-Huh? -[laughing]
Oh, no, I'm late for the official start of the election of mayor.
Morphle, morph into a car.
Oh, thank you, Mila and Morphle.
With this zapper that we stole from Professor Rashid,
we can zap anyone into a deep sleep.
Huh?
[snoring]
And with the mayor asleep, no one can stop us from winning the elections.
-[both laughing] -Yeah.
Oh, no, we help the mayor.
Hmm. I have an idea.
This chain of office will be given to the next mayor.
And just like every year, the only candidate is...
the Mayor!
But where is he?
We will be the new mayors.
[blows horn]
The Mayor Bandits. Get it, Stein?
[sighs]
When we become the new mayors,
we promise free video games for everyone.
[cheering]
[Mila] Wait.
Huh?
[snoring]
[Morphle giggling]
It's me, the mayor.
When I become the new mayor again, I promise everyone gets...
Ice cream!
[applause]
[snoring]
You're running a great campaign, Mr. Mayor.
Cleaner beaches are exactly what this city needs.
Huh, what's that?
We will really clean up the beaches.
[laughing]
Oops.
You need to help them, Mor--
I mean, Mr. Mayor.
I'll help you.
Let's set this thing to blowing.
Oh, no.
Whoa!
Wow. That was amazing, Mr. Mayor.
[snoring]
Wow, the mayor is planting more trees.
This is exactly what the people want.
We will cut down his new trees.
Yeah, with these giant scissors. [laughing]
Morph-- Mayor!
You need to stop them.
[snoring]
[both] Whoa! Whoa! Stop!
Wow. You saved us once again, Mr. Mayor.
And the elections are this afternoon.
[snoring]
The winner of the election and the city's new mayor...
is...
-the Mayor! -Yay!
[applause]
[yawning] Huh?
[rumbling]
Oh, no. Look.
Builder Lawrence and Mechanic Jo are wrecking the city.
Why would they do that?
[siren wailing]
Not in my city.
Zap him with the Hypno-ray, Yorn.
Follow us.
Yes, sir.
Morphle, morph into a giant robot.
Stop Lawrence and Jo from wrecking the city, Morphle.
[laughs] No, Morphle, help them wreck the city.
Okay, Mr. Bandit.
Oh, no. Morphle turned evil.
[laughing] I love it.
Because of this Hypno-ray, everybody will have to do what we say.
Oh, no.
Daddy, we have to follow the Bandits. They hypnotized Morphle.
[Dad] But how can we stop them when Morphle doesn't do what you say?
[sighs] Okay, here we go, Bandit Yorn.
I'm sure it will work, Stein.
Mom!
There are two people here that want to tell you something.
Ah, if it isn't my good-for-nothing sons.
I don't have time for the two of you right now.
The president isn't going to blackmail himself.
Tell her, tell her.
Your sons are the greatest baddies
that I have ever seen in my city.
They are truly bad baddies.
What are you talking about? My sons have never been real baddies.
And now they've even brought a cop to my house. Why, I...
You two are even worse baddies than I thought.
But...
Mom... [sniffling] ...tell us that we are great baddies.
Yes, tell us you are proud of us.
Stop it, Bandits.
Why should we? You are just little girl without your red blob.
Everybody, grab them.
Huh?
[Stein] Why are these people following your orders?
[Yorn] Did you hypnotize them?
People shouldn't do what you say because you force them.
They should do what you say because they agree with you.
And for wrecking the city, you two are going to jail.
My sons are getting arrested?
Yes, Mom. We get arrested all the time.
Oh, boys, the two of you are real baddies after all. [laughs]
I'm so proud of you guys.
Did you hear that, Stein?
Yes, I did, Yorn. Yes, I did.
The city looks perfect again. But, come on, guys, it's time for bed now.
No, Daddy, we don't want to go to bed.
And you should only do what people say if you agree with them.
[laughs] That's true, but little kids do what their daddies say.
[giggles] Just daddies?
And mommies. And school teachers.
And the police officer. And grandmas and grandpas.
Um, let's see, and...
[singing]
Whoa!
Oh, no. Morph into a crane, Morphle.
Whoa!
Thank you, Mila and Morphle.
[tires screeching]
Now morph into a bridge so those cars can get to the other side.
Yeah.
Where did this hole come from?
Look!
[Mila gasps] A giant shark fin.
[yells]
Morphle, morph into a giant slide.
Whee!
Whew. Thank you, Mila and Morphle.
[rumbling]
Look at those buildings.
Morphle, morph into a crane again.
Whew.
I'm glad you lifted those buildings up, Morphle.
It was so dark underground. [shivers]
Do you know what is making all these holes, Daddy?
I think I do.
Look! It's an earth shark.
[Morphle] Wow.
[Mila] Wow.
Hi, earth shark.
[grumbling]
Mmm, I don't think the earth shark is in the city to cause damage.
It's just looking for a human companion.
Is that right, earth shark?
[grumbling]
I think I know just the right companion for you.
[rumbling]
[sizzling]
[siren wailing]
Hold it right there.
Hi, there, firetruck. Dump those losers and come with us.
Hey, we need our truck to get to a fire.
Better start running then. [laughs]
Yes, we are now the Vehicle Bandits.
And with this Life-ray, it's easier than ever.
Oh, no, Morphle. We've got to stop them.
Morph into a race car.
Wait, we need to put out a fire now.
Morphle, morph into a firetruck.
To the farm!
[siren wailing]
No more trips for you, you Sunday driver.
Why, you, you ruffians!
Time to clean yourself up.
[laughing]
[siren wailing]
I don't know what happened.
I was flipping burgers, and all of a sudden a fire broke out.
Let's go after those Bandits, Morphle.
Bandits.
Wait, Mila, Morphle.
Those Bandits have stolen my ambulance,
and I need to bring this lady to the hospital.
Morph into an ambulance, Morphle.
[siren wailing]
Ah, a quiet day in my city.
No traffic violations anywhere.
Huh? Cars without drivers?
Oh, not in my city.
Wait. What?
Bye-bye.
Now, let's get those Bandits.
[panting] Stop it right there.
-Uh... -Morphle, morph into a police car.
Wow. It's like you read my mind.
Let's get those baddies.
[siren wailing]
Oh, no, you don't. Vehicles, stop them!
Fly over them, Morphle.
Uh-oh.
Vehicles, join forces and become a mega-robot.
We are Vehiclebot.
Oh, boy.
[siren wailing]
No, stop it.
No!
[rumbling]
All those sweet rides.
There's only one ride left for you.
And that's a ride to jail.
[rumbling]
[gasps] Look, Morphle.
-Huh? -[laughing]
Tumbling test tubes, help!
The Christmas Present Bandits used my time machine
to steal a T-rex from the past!
[laughing]
We are no longer the Christmas Present Bandits.
Now we are the Dino Bandits.
Morphle, morph into a police car.
-[engine starts] -[siren wailing]
[rumbling]
[roars]
[rumbling]
[roars]
[laughing]
Not so tough now, eh?
Now this is our city.
[siren wailing]
[laughing]
[laughs] Well, boys, welcome back to my city.
Look, Morphle, the T-rex hurt his knee.
Morphle, morph into an ambulance.
A big dinosaur ambulance.
[siren wailing]
Hmm.
I don't think this is quite big enough.
Morphle, morph into a crane.
[whirring]
-Bye-bye. -Bye-bye, T-rex.
[zapping]
[both giggle]