Phineas and Ferb

The New Adventures of Phineas and Ferb

Episode 22b: Man's Treasure

Episode Summary: When Phineas & Ferb find some money left over on the streets, they learn a hard lesson about responsibility, especially when it comes time to turn it over. Meanwhile, Dr. Doofenshmirtz, angry that he had accidentally lost his alimony check, decides to invent his own form of money.

Disclaimer: Phineas and Ferb does not belong to me. It belongs to the two geniuses Dan Povenmire and Jeff "Swampy" Marsh. Keep up the good work, gentlemen!


There's just so many days of adolescence vacation
'Til adulthood and old age come to end it,
So the problem for children of this generation,
Is finding a good way to spend it
Like maybe...

Building a rocket, or fighting a mummy,
Or climbing up the Eiffel tower,
Discovering something that doesn't exist,
Or giving a monkey a shower
Surfing tidal waves, creating nano-bots,
Or locating Frankenstein's brain,
Finding a Dodo bird, painting a continent,
Or driving the adults insane

This could possibly be the best day ever,
And the forecast says that tomorrow will likely be
a million and six times better,
So make every minute count
jump up, jump in and seize the day,
And let's make sure that in every single possible way,
Today is Gonna to Be a Great Day!


It was another early morning in Danville. Phineas & Ferb were already leaving the Super Duper Mega Super Store, having obtained the supplies needed for their day's project.

"Wow, Ferb. It's not even 10:00 yet and already we have the stuff for the world's tallest sculpture." Phineas said as he and Ferb were pushing the cart away. "What do you think we should make it into? A giant boot? A cheese wheel? A-" But before Phineas could suggest anything else, he found himself tripping over and falling flat on his face. It happened so fast he couldn't stop himself. "Ow!" He shouted upon impact. He rolled onto his back and saw that his right knee was slightly scraped. "Aw, man. I scraped my knee! Hey, what's this?"

He along with Ferb then noticed a small, black briefcase just lying in the parking lot. It appeared to be abandoned, and nobody around them were making a move towards it. "It's a briefcase." He looked around and started calling out to people. "Hey! Hey, does this belong to anybody? Hello?" He called out to everyone that was around him. But nobody would do as much as look in his direction. He was ignored by just about everybody.

"How rude." Ferb remarked, which actually caused some people to look in his direction.

"You said it, buddy. Come on. Let's take this home and look at it there. There's too many witnesses out here."

So the two boys loaded their supplies, and the suitcases, onto the wagons that they had conveniently installed onto their scooters, and then rode off home. Of course, it did take a bit longer than normal since they were riding with an extra 100 pounds of supplies. But once they finally did arrive home, they decided to put off their sculpture project to the side and investigate the briefcase. "Finally, we're home. Now, let's crack this sucker open."

Ferb slowly unlocked the briefcase and opened it. The two stepbrothers were greeted with a bright, shining light, coming from inside the case. But when that dimmed down, they took a close look and discovered what was in the case: piles and piles of cash. "Whoa, baby! Are you seeing what I'm seeing, Ferb!" Phineas asked; all Ferb could do was nod in amazement. "There must be thousands of dollars in here. I can't believe somebody would just throw away money like this. It's unheard of! Let's start counting it up to see what we're dealing with." He looked around and noticed Perry wasn't with them. "Hey, where's Perry? He'd get a kick out of this."


Perry, having recovered from his cold the previous day, was in the house, finishing up his breakfast from his breakfast bowl. Seeing nobody around, he flipped it over, took off the false cover that was on it and pressed the button inside. Instantly, the pantry to his left opened up. He put on his fedora, stepped into the pantry, and was taken via test tube down to his lair, where he was greeted by his boss.

"Good morning, Agent P. Dr. Doofenshmirtz is at it again. He was last seen at Sandwich Town trying to buy some sandwiches. Apparently, he was out of real money, so he decided to use some fake money to get by. And guess what? That idiot at the counter bought it! Can you believe it! I can't believe people out there are that stupid! Gosh!" Monogram was becoming angry, but was able to regain his composure quickly before speaking directly to Perry again. "Anyway, find out what he is really up to, and stop him!"

Perry saluted him and went on his way back through the tube the way he came in. He was about to just run out the back door of the home, but he saw that Phineas and Ferb were there, counting the money they found. So, he decided to go through the front. Luckily, Mom was at the Antique Store, you know, running it, and Dad was in the living room watching "Pinhead Pierre" so he didn't notice.

Back outside, the boys were still counting the money they found when Isabella showed up in her usual happy mood. "Hey guys. What'cha doin'?" Then she noticed the suitcase full of money. "Whoa, that's a lot of money there." She sat down next to Phineas. "Where'd you guys get it?"

"Well, while Ferb and I were on out way out of Superduper Mega Store with supplies to build the world's biggest art sculpture, I tripped on this briefcase full of money. We looked around the store and nobody would claim it, so we decided to take it home with us. Right now we're counting up the money..." He then realized that he had lost track of the money he was counting. "And now I lost count. Man, this is gonna take all day."

"Or just five minutes with the talking bank you gave me for my birthday two years ago."

"You still have that thing? Cool. I wonder how it works."

Isabella gave him a perplexed look as Phineas put his batch of money back in the case. "You tell me, genius. You're the one who built it!" She sighed and then giggled. "Honestly, Phineas. Sometimes, you can be so dense." She said as she kissed the side of his head. "Let's go to my house and we can check there."

So the three kids strolled on over to Isabella's house up to her room. Luckily, her mother was out shopping so there was no need to worry about her. She took out a big, pink bank that looked like an mini interactive talking ATM, and they dumped the money into the bank. They waited in total anxiety to hear what the bank had to say.

"Total money deposited..." The banked began to say, in a voice that sounded eerily similar to Ben Stein's. "$43,861." The three children all dropped their jaws in shock. They couldn't believe they were in possession of a worker's average yearly salary in one-shot.

"Wow. That is a lot of money." Phineas said calmly, while opening up the bank and slowly taking the money back out and putting it in the briefcase.

"And if we were to split the money evenly between the three of us..." Ferb took out a calculator and started typing some numbers in. "Each of us would receive a cut of $14,620.33."

"Yikes. So...now what do we do with it?"

"Well, according to the Fireside Girls Manuel..." Isabella opened up her book. "If someone should find money lying out in the streets unclaimed, that person has the responsibility of putting up flyers and such and spreading the word of its existence. If nobody claims the money within a 2-week period, then it's theirs to keep."

"2 weeks, huh? Boy, that is going to be hard to wait out. We usually get things done in a day." He sighed, really hoping he could keep the money. "Oh well. WE better get started."


Doofenshmirtz Evil Incorporated!

Perry arrived shortly after at Dr. Doofenshmirtz's evil lair. Going inside the lair in a civilized way this time, as in using the key to the door he gave him, he was surprised to see his nemesis sitting in a chair and reading a newspaper.

"Oh, Perry the Platypus. It's you." He put down his newspaper and looked at his nemesis. "Thank you for using the door this time. It's much more civilized than crashing through my wall. Anyway," He pulled out a remote and trapped Perry in a regular cage before getting up and walking over to him. "Sorry about the tight squeeze here. I would've gotten a biggest cage, but unfortunately, I seem to have run out of money. You see, after I came home from my, *ahem*, vacation, I found Charlene's monthly alimony check in my mailbox. So I decided to cash it in and head to the Super Duper Mega Super Store to buy some supplies for my newest -inator."

"But then, the strangest thing happens. Get this. I put the money in a nice, little briefcase I was holding from back when I attended Evil classes. And then I put the briefcase into my shopping cart. But when I go up to the register to pay for my things, I realize that there's a hole in my cart, which is strange because nothing else fell out. So I'm forced to leave the store having collected absolutely nothing for a new evil scheme. Can you believe it, Perry the Platypus! Now there's, like, $45K's somewhere in the Tri-State Area in some irresponsible little pest's little hands!" Perry's eyes widened in shock at how much money he actually had been given from his ex-wife. "Ugh! It makes me sick just to imagine what they could be doing with that money."


Phineas, Ferb, & Isabella were busy putting up flyers around the city, trying to find the owner of the briefcase and the money. After putting up hundreds of flyers on telephone poles, near buildings, and on tree trucks, the gang decided to take a break under the same tree they just finished up with.

"There. Now that we've spread the word, all we can do is wait." Phineas said, putting the case down and taking a seat next to his girlfriend & stepbrother. "And see who is it that lost this valuable money in the first place."

"And more important, who would be dumb enough to lose $43,000 in the first place." Ferb pointed out.

"Oh yeah. That too. Who would be stupid enough to lose this money?"

"Guess we'll find out in 2 weeks." Isabella said. "Otherwise, it's ours to keep."

"I can't wait! Think of all the projects we could do with this kind of money. We're practically rich!"

Isabella gave a sheepish laugh and then turned away from Phineas. "We're far from rich, Phineas. Trust me."

"I guess, but still. We could do a lot of stuff with $43,861." Phineas laughed. "I sure feel sorry for the sucker who dropped this."


"So, to ease my stress and create some laughter into this predicament," Dr. Doofenshmirtz continued explaining his situation to Perry, and was now moving on to his next plan. "I am creating my own brand of money to use. I call them," He walked over to his table, and pulled out a stack of what looked like green paper the size of regular dollar bills. He took them over to Perry, pulled one out, and gave it to him. "Doof-bucks! See? See? It has my face on them. I have a color code system I'm going to use. The $1 bills will be green, $5 bills are yellow, $10 bills are orange, $20 bills are purple, $50 bills are red, and the $100 bills are blue. And all of the bills have my face on them with each set having a different facial expression."

"I'm going to use this system of currency when I take over the Tri-State Area and become emperor. I haven't exactly finished printing out all the bills yet. But, uh, when I do, you can bet that they'll all look...really cool, I can tell you that! But until then, you'll just have to play with these $1 bills." He handed Perry the rest of the bills. "They won't do you much good here, because they won't get you out of that cage, especially since I'm setting your bail at..." Doofenshmirtz had to think of a price to set so Perry wouldn't be able to bail himself out. "500 Doof-bucks! Oh yeah. That's it. That's your bail."

As his robot assistant walked up behind Doofenshmirtz, the evil scientist began to gloat. "That's right, Perry the Platypus! I'm bad. And if you want to see any sunlight again, you'll fork up 500 Doof-bucks, and I don't think you've..." But Doofenshmirtz stopped gloating when he saw his nemesis sitting on the floor, and beginning to count the bills, apparently having taken him seriously. "Oh, y-you're actually counting them? Wow, I didn't think you'd actually take this seriously. I was expecting that you would try and break out somehow."

Doofenshmirtz stood there for a few minutes, watching Perry count up the "money" he was given. When Perry reached 100, he took out a small band and a marker, and wrapped it around the bills, marking that it was $100, so he wouldn't lose track. "Wow, you would make a heck of an accountant."


After returning to the Flynn-Fletcher home, Phineas, Ferb, & Isabella had the tough task of figuring out what they were going to do with the money until either the 2-week trial period expired or somebody claimed it.

"OK. Now that we've spread the word about the money, what should we do with it?" Phineas asked his two friends. "I mean, 2-weeks is a long time to wait, especially with this kind of money. I think the best thing to do would be to keep it our so Ferb and I can keep an eye on it."

"Whoa, whoa, wait a minute." Isabella stopped him before he could go any further. "Why is it that automatically the money gets to stay here, at your house?"

"W-What are you talking about?"

"What if I wanted to keep the money at my house? You know, so it stays safe."

"A-Are you...Are you insinuating that Ferb and I wouldn't take proper care of the case?"

Isabella was dumbfounded at the ludicrous accusations. "Are you out of your mind, Phineas! Of course I know you guys would take good care of the case."

"Then why would you want to keep it at your house? Unless..." He gasped in horror as Isabella slowly started backing away. "You want the money all to yourself!"

"Heh, heh. T-That's ridiculous, Phineas. I-I would share it with you guys. I mean, after I get my cut of course."

"Your cut!" Phineas scoffed, holding the briefcase in his hand tightly. "What do you mean your cut?"

"Come on! It's obvious I should get the bigger slice of this money since I'm the one that made all the posters and put in some phone calls."

"Oh yippee! You talked on a phone, and you wrote on some paper." Phineas's tone was becoming extremely sarcastic, and it was annoying Isabella greatly. "You did that once. Once out of a 104-day summer vacation. Ferb and I do that and then some every single day! We should be the ones getting the bigger cut. We are stepbrothers, you know!"

"But I'm you're girlfriend!" She shouted, reaching out to grab the case. "I can't believe you would choose Ferb over your own girlfriend!"

"I'm not choosing anybody over anyone, Isabella. I'm just stating facts! If you don't like them, then I don't know what to tell you."

"Oh, that's it! It's on, now!" She screamed, finally lunging at Phineas and attacking him to get a hold of the case. Ferb tried quietly to tip-toe over them and let them tussle it out, but he was pulled in by Isabella and put into the fight as well. Meanwhile, the briefcase had been tossed onto Ferb's bed, and was in no way at all a part of the fight.


Back at Dr. Doofenshmirtz's evil lair, Perry was still busy counting up his "Doof-bucks". He was up to about 400, so he still had a hundred to go. Doofenshmirtz and Norm were enjoying some lunch in their kitchen.

"Ooh, this is delicious, Norm." He said, taking another bite into his lobster. "You've really outdone yourself."

"Thank you, sir." Norm said. "It's my own recipe."

"Your own recipe? How can it be yours? You're a robot. Robots can't have..." But as he was about to get into another argument with his assistant, he heard some clanging coming from the living room, more specifically, from the cage Perry was trapped in. The two went in to see what the commotion was. Perry was ready to turn in his money to get out of the cage. "Perry the Platypus? Y-You're paying us? Well, call me skeptical, but I don't think you have the money needed to get out."

Norm took the bills and put them into his mouth. But instead of eating them, he scanned them, counting each and every bill. Finally, he finished. "Total amount of Doof-bucks: 526." Then 26 small bills slid out of his mouth. He took them and handed them back to Perry. "Here is your change, sir." He said as he unlocked the cage.

"Change? It's not real money, Norm! You don't have to give him change! It's play mo-" But before more retaliation could come, Doofenshmirtz found himself being attacked by Perry. A sharp kick to the head and he was on his back, as Perry made for the exit. "Ow, well thank you for the headache." Seeing that he was going for the exit, Doofenshmirtz sent Norm out to attack. "Norm, he's getting away! Get him! Get him!"

"Wait, sir! I have something of much more importance." He said, printing out a paper from his portable printer stored in him, and handing it to Doofenshmirtz. It was one of the flyers the kids made of the missing money.

"More importance? What could be more important that - oh, I see where you're going with this." He read the paper carefully and realized that his missing money had been a hot topic on the streets, and that people (Phineas, Ferb, & Isabella) were trying to help him get it back. "Hey, somebody found my briefcase full of money. But they better not have spent any of it or else I'll be really mad." He looked up at Norm, and then back down at the paper, continuing to read it. "If anyone has information, call the police station. Hmm, this is going to be a problem, then."

"Why, sir?" Norm asked.

"Well, I...I kinda flaked out on my community service (Vanessassary Roughness) so if I go down as myself to try and claim the money, they might suspect something and then I might end up in jail."

"That wouldn't do at all, sir."

"I know. I have to think of something, and quick."


Meanwhile, Phineas, Ferb, & Isabella were still tussling over who should get the money. Each of them were battered and bruised, with their clothes all torn up, shreds everywhere, and the case, still strangely unaffected.

"It's my money!" Phineas yelled.

"In your dreams, Flynn." Isabella retorted back loudly. "You wouldn't know how to use this kind of money if it bit you in the bu-"

"Don't even say that word!"

Isabella paused for a moment and waited for Phineas to let his guard down. As soon as he looked vulnerable again, she piped up. "Bit you in the butt! HA! There, I said it!" And then she was tackled again.

The fight was getting out of control. They were all starting to cuss at each other as they beat each other up even more. "And what about you? What could you possibly spend it on?"

"Maybe I want to buy a new teddy bear because the one I already have is getting worn out!"

"Or perhaps I wanted to buy a new toolbox." Ferb added, causing Phineas & Isabella to stop where they were and look in his direction. They raised questioning eyebrows at him before Phineas spoke again.

"A new toolbox? Seriously? Is that the best you could do?" He asked smugly. "What's wrong with your old toolbox?"

"Nothing. Nothing's wrong with it. I was just throwing out a suggestion. I could do so much better with the money than you or your girlfriend here."

"You take that back!" Phineas was at his boiling point as he tackled his brother to the ground. The two were really going at it, even harder than they were before. The rumbling was causing the case to start falling off the bed. It would've hit Phineas on the head, but Isabella jumped into action and caught it, falling to the ground with it. She was relieved that it didn't break and that no money fell out, but she was more relieved to see that neither Phineas nor Ferb were hurt by it.

Seeing that there was no point to the arguing, she gave a loud finger whistle to shut the two brothers up, getting their attention quickly and calmly. "What are we doing?"

"Uh, we're fighting over an average Joe's yearly salary?" Phineas remarked. "Just like we've been doing."

"No, I mean, "Why?" Why are we fighting like this? And over what? Money! What's happening to us?" Isabella walked slowly to them and grabbed them by the shoulders, embracing them both. "We didn't care about this stuff. We cared about building an elevator to Mars or making the world's greatest pop music video."

"Isabella, we still care about that stuff. Really, we do. I guess...I guess we just got caught up in the money. I mean, this is a lot we're dealing with. But..." He looked up at her, and then at his stepbrother. "I guess you're right. We shouldn't care about money. We should care about making each day of the summer the best-" He was cut off when his cellphone went off. "Hello? Yeah. Uh-huh. Alright. We'll be right over." He hung up and turned back to his friends. "That was the police station. The guy who lost the case just arrived to claim it. Come on. We better get over there."

So the three kids took the briefcase with them and headed over to the police station. Since their parents weren't home, they were forced to walk there. A half hour walk and the kids all finally arrived at the station. Dr. Doofenshmirtz was also there, but, since he didn't want to be recognized by the officer, he wore a trench coat, a hat, and a fake mustache.

Reluctant to give up the case, Phineas slowly put the case on the desk, 1) because he didn't want to see such a large amount of money go away, and 2) because it was heavy. "Here you go, officer." Phineas said, after saying his "goodbyes" to the money, and handing the case to the officer. "All $43,861. Just as you asked for."

"You know, kid, I must say, I'm impressed with you and your friends. Not everybody would give up this kind of money so easily unless they were rich." The officer said, giving them props for doing the right thing.

"Yes, little boy. Thank you so much for finding my suitcase full of money." Doofenshmirtz said, trying to disguise his voice, and doing horribly at it. His thick German accent combined with his efforts to disguise his voice made him sound like a 40-year old guy who just got hit in his privates with a baseball bat. "I still have no idea how it got away from me in the first place." He went to grab the case away from them, but he was stopped when the officer noticed something about him.

"Hey, have I seen you before?" He asked bluntly, making Doofenshmirtz begin to sweat.

"What? W-What are you talking about? You've never seen me beFORE-!" As he was turning around the leave with the case, he tripped on his own coat, and fell. As a result, his coat ripped open and his hat & mustache fell off, revealing his true identity. He tried to cover his face with the case so the officer wouldn't suspect anything, leaving the three children confused. "Uh, heh...pay no attention to the man in the lab coat with the thick, German accent."

"Aw, that's OK, mister." Phineas said, trying to make him feel better, not knowing what was actually going on. "You don't have to hide your face. So what if you're ugly. You shouldn't be ashamed. I mean, I have a triangle for a head and I'm not afraid to admit it. Besides, I've got an awesome stepbrother and an equally-as-awesome girlfriend to back it up-"

"HANDS UP, PUNK!" The officer screamed to Doofenshmritz as he tackled him to the ground. But Phineas was so scared out of his mind because of his booming voice that he put his hands up too.

"Not you, Phineas." Isabella told him as Phineas calmed down and put his hands down. The officer picked Doofenshmirtz up and put him in handcuffs. "Officer, what's going on?"

"This guy flaked out on his community service! He had to serve 200 hours and he's only served 30 minutes." He explained to the kids. "Apparently, he spent it hosting some lame music video countdown or something." (A/N: P.S., I loved "Phineas and Ferb Musical Cliptastic Countdown!)

"Officer, I can explain what happened."

"Tell it to the judge, punk. Let's go!" He led him out of the room. "Stay in school, kids." Was the last thing he said to them before he led Doofenshmirtz to a prison cell. The kids were all left there to ponder on what had happened throughout the day. The looked at each other for a moment.

"Well, that was weird." Isabella noted.

"It certainly was." Phineas agreed as Ferb nodded. "Oh well. I think we can call this day a success." As they were heading out of the station, they heard a growling noise. Phineas looked down and saw his and Ferb's pet platypus there, walking beside them. "Oh, there you are, Perry."

End of Episode 22b!

Next Time: Baseball Fever hits Danville, and it spells nothing but trouble for the Fireside Girls.

Expected Update: Don't expect the next episode until at least August 7th. I'll be really busy gearing up for the upcoming special.

A/N: "Phineas and Ferb: Summer Belongs To You!" premieres August 2nd on Disney XD and August 6th on Disney Channel! Also, tune in to Radio Disney everyday until then as they premiere new songs from the special.