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The Tick (1994) :: The Tick vs. the Breadmaster (01x05)
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Episode Information |
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| Title: | The Tick vs. the Breadmaster |
| Episode #: | 01x05 |
| Production Number: | 105 |
| Original Airdate: | Saturday October 08th, 1994 |
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Episode Summary |
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After being expelled by the baking college, The Breadmaster begins a reign of terror against big name baking conglomerates by planting bread timebombs in their HQ.
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Guest Stars |
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| Guest Stars | | •Jess Harnell | voiced | The Human Bullet | Recurring (third appearance) | | •Pat Fraley | voiced | Mayor Blank, Milkie the milk boy | Recurring (4th appearance) | | •Pat Musick | voiced | Sally Vacuum | Recurring (third appearance) | | •Roddy McDowall | voiced | The Breadmaster | |
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Episode Notes |
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Although it has been widely reported that Buttery Pat has no lines, he actually speaks! At the end of the scene where The Tick eats the bread bomb planted in the basement of the Baking College, Buttery Pat is seen watching through a grate. When he realizes that The Breadmaster's plan has failed, he says "Aw, nuts!"
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The Tick: I'm not sure I approve of this interruption, Arthur. When we're on patrol, our first order of business must be: the patrol!
Arthur: Tick, if we don't do the shopping, we won't have anything for dinner.
The Tick: Very well then, shop away. (dramatically) I will patrol: the supermarket!
| Milkie the milk boy: (all stopped up and phlegmy) Hi, I'm Milkie the milk boy, would you like to try a free sample?
The Tick: I would indeed!
(He takes a glass and downs it in one swift gulp)
The Tick: Ah, dairy goodness.
| (The Tick has a "milk mustache")
Arthur: Tick, you've got some, uh... you know, uh... right here.
(Arthur points to his own upper lip)
The Tick: (dramatically) Egad! A crumb? An errant particle? I am besmirched!
| (A bread bomb has gone off and bread is growing exponentially throughout the entire grocery)
The Tick: That's bread! Run Stuart, while you still can! (dramatically) There's evil on the rise! Yeast devil, back to the oven that baked you!
Arthur: Oh, I've got a terrible headache.
| (The Tick is trapped inside a huge expanding bread)
The Tick: So warm. So soft. Could sleep forever.
(He begins to nod off)
Arthur: (from outside the bread) Fight it Tick! Don't go under!
(He throws a large donut "life preserver" with a rope attached to the Tick)
The Tick: Unh, yes! Must resist it! Mustn't succumb to rapture of the bread.
(Arthur pulls The Tick out of the bread)
The Tick: Ah, good show Arthur! You've given me another shot at this thing called life!
| The Tick: I'm afraid it's a bust, Arthur. Save what you can!
(The Tick grabs a single package of cotton swabs off the shelf. They both race outside barely in time to avoid the complete destruction of Stuart's Food Castle. The bread keeps expanding and then finally stops)
The Tick: (tasting the bread) Oh, that's quite good.
(Arthur puts his hand on Stuart's shoulder)
Arthur: It must be a terrible shock.
Stu: I'll say. I don't have bread insurance.
The Tick: Don't despair, Stuart! You can rebuild! Here, start with these: cotony swabs.
| The Breadmaster: (on the phone, pleasant) Hello? Am I speaking to the Whitebread Baking Company? This is the Breadmaster with a question for you. (aggressively) Have you no shame? Have you no decency? Can you not cry for the millions victimized by your barbarism? (normal voice) Hang on a second... (He looks at his watch, then covers the phone microphone) Buttery Pat, I need three more pans. (He uncovers the phone, speaking aggressively again) Because of you, the masses know nothing of real bread! Oh, yes. I sampled that pallid, flavorless sponge you peddle. it sticks fast to the roof of my mouth. It rolls eagerly between thumb and forefinger into hard, tasteless pearls. Yes, I want to register a complaint! Your bread is a disgrace! Hear me, perpetrators of bread crime! Your punishment is at hand!
| The Tick: So, this guy's a baker, and he's evil.
Arthur: Who would know about evil bakers?
The Tick: Ah, I know! The city baking college!
| (A professor at the City Baking College points out a bread bomb:)
Professor: There. Examine it for yourself, then tell me we're not dealing with suspicious baked goods!
The Tick: Not baked goods professor, baked bads.
| (A bread bomb is set to go off at 5:00)
The Tick: Time?
Arthur: 4:59 and 10 seconds.
The Tick: Fifty seconds to defuse a loaf of bread. Not good.
| (A bread bomb begins to go off and The Tick keeps squishing it down in a vain attempt to keep it from expanding)
The Tick: Evacuate the building. This bread's gonna blow!
Arthur: You heard him!
Dean: (French accent) We must be running now.
(The Dean and the Professor run out. The Tick continues to struggle with the bread explosion)
The Tick: Wait a minute!
(He swallows the bread bomb, whole. At first nothing happens and then his stomach starts to rumble)
The Tick: Oh no.
Arthur: Good heavens! What have you done?
(The bread bomb begins exploding inside his body, making various parts expand. He beats his body bak into shape and then eventually grabs a nearby rolling pin. He rolls his body several times, releasing multiple belches of yeasty explosions and then it is over)
Arthur: Tick, you did it! You ate that bread into submission!
The Tick: (gasping for being so full) This villainous baker means business!
| The Tick: I must say, little chum, your instincts are improving. Stopping at Stuart's proved more heroic than I anticipated.
Arthur: Some heroism. Tick, the place was demolished!
The Tick: Details, Arthur. (skolding) You're obsessing again.
| Dean of Baking College: (French accent) Yes, I have been the Dean here for over 25 years. And in all that time, I had only one student with enough skill to devise bread bombs like the ones you described. In fact, that same student was expelled from this very institution.
Arthur: Why?
Dean: Why? Eh, for pursuing perverse baking experiments. Flagrant violations of the baker's code! You know, em, projectile Danish, floating pies, that sort of thing. (angrily) He baked a muffin that stole my car! But he was expelled in disgrace: a bitter, broken baker.
| The Tick: We must let this base baker accumulate his sundry ingredients. (dramatically) But when he gets to the sugar, he'll find the bitter tase of justice!
| The Tick: (dramatically) Breadmaster! Your culinary crime wave has crashed against the shores of justice!
Arthur: (to The Tick) Nice!
| The Tick: Heads up Arthur! Incoming dinner roll!
| (Buttery Pat has laid down a butter slick)
The Tick: Egads! He's giving us the slip!
| (The Tick and Arthur are trapped inside a giant dinner roll)
The Tick: Persevere, embattled sidekick! We'll break this bread yet.
| The Breadmaster: I suppose I should regret that we had to leave the sugar behind, Pat. But I'll still have my revenge on The City and it will be just as sweet!
| The Tick: (confronting The Breadmaster) Chef of chicanery, your buns are mine!
| The Tick: listen, I want you to double... no triple the explosive charge you usually use!
The Human Bullet: (alarmed) A triple charge? No! The explosion alone, nor to mention the speed it would generate, could finish a normal human being!
The Tick: I'm betting that I'm just abnormal enough to survive!
| The Tick: Let us not forget the lesson that we can learn from this Arthur! That man was not meant to tamper with any of the four basic food groups!
(He tastes the soufflé)
The Tick: Ah, could use a little sugar.
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