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[OVERTURE PLAYING]
WADE, I MADE IT, BUT I LOST VISUAL CONTACT WITH RON.
YOU SHOULD BE HEARING FROM HIM
JUST ABOUT... NOW!
OW! THERE HE IS.
UGH. OK. ROUND ONE GOES TO THE CLIFF.
WHAT'S THE DEAL ON THIS GUY THAT KILLIGAN CAPTURED?
KIM, THIS ISN'T JUST "SOME GUY."
IT'S RICKY ROTIFFLE.
THE SNACK BLOGGER? THE WHO?
HE PHOTOGRAPHS, CATALOGS, AND CRITIQUES
EVERY SINGLE SNACK HE EATS.
IT'S A MUST-BOOKMARK.
HMM. MISSED IT.
OH, YOU CAN CATCH UP ON ARCHIVE.
OH, HIS PIECE ON POP-POP PORTERS PORK PUFFS WAS POETRY.
MMM-HMM.
WHY WOULD KILLIGAN CARE ABOUT A SNACK BLOGGER?
WELL, IN ADDITION TO HIS SNACK OBSESSION,
RICKY HAPPENS TO BE
ONE OF THE WORLD'S TOP COMPUTER PROGRAMMERS.
HE'S BEEN WORKING ON SOME SUPER-SECRET BREAKTHROUGH PROGRAM.
SO, WE'RE LOOKING AT A HIGHEST-BIDDER SITUATION?
[SCOTTISH ACCENT] NO, LASSIE.
YOU'RE LOOKIN' AT YOUR DOOM.
AAH!
YOU CANNOT DODGE ME FOREVER.
HUH?
9 IRON. NOT THE WAY TO PLAY THIS HOLE.
NOT WHEN I'VE GOT MY SUPER MAGNET LOADED INTO MY NEW COMMUNICATOR.
[BEEPING]
OH, NO.
POOR DUFF. NAH.
YOU KNOW, I LOOKED WORSE AFTER I HIT THE CLIFF.
AW, SHOULD HAVE GONE WITH A WOOD.
TO MEET MY SNACK MASTER IN PERSON?
AWESOMENESS!
THANKS FOR THE RESCUE. NO BIG.
IT WAS KINDA BIG. I HAD NO IDEA
MY WORK WOULD MAKE ME A TARGET.
WHEN YOU PUT YOUR SNACKAGE OPINIONS
OUT THERE LIKE THAT, ENEMIES ARE MADE.
I THINK HE MEANT THE STUFF HE DOES WITH COMPUTERS.
REALLY? WELL, WHO CARES ABOUT THAT?
DUDE, MY NEWEST CREATION, THE M.D.D...
WAIT, WAIT, WAIT. DON'T TELL ME. THE MINI-DONUT DIET.
NO, THE MASSIVE DATA DIGESTER.
SOUNDS TECHIE, NOT SNACKIE.
THE M.D.D. PROCESSES INFORMATION AT A RATE
THAT BLOWS AWAY ALL EXISTING TECHNOLOGY.
YEAH? CAN'T EAT IT, NOT INTERESTED.
JUST SO WE CAN BE PREPARED,
DOES THE M.D.D. HAVE EVIL APPLICATIONS?
INFORMATION IS POWER.
AND THE EVIL DUDES DO LIKE THEMSELVES SOME POWER.
IF YOU HAVE ANY MORE TROUBLE, YOU KNOW HOW TO REACH US.
[CHITTERING]
AW, THE HOMECOMING GAME!
K.P., WE GOTTA GO!
I'M ON THE TEAM, REMEMBER?
[CROWD CHEERING]
HUT, HUT, HUT!
Announcer: IT'S A FAKE, A FLEA FLICKER.
STOPPABLE'S ON THE GO!
STOPPABLE!
Announcer: THERE HE GOES.
RON STOPPABLE!
HE'S IN! TOUCHDOWN MAD DOGS!
HALF-TIME SCORE, MIDDLETON MAD DOGS 9,
EASTERTON EAGLES, 9.
MY GRANDMOTHER RUNS FASTER THAN THAT, STOPPABLE.
ADEQUATE RESULT, THOUGH.
Announcer: NOW YOUR MIDDLETON MARCHING BAND.
KIM, WILL YOU STILL BE ABLE TO CHEER THE SECOND HALF
AFTER LOSING HOMECOMING QUEEN TO ME?
OR WILL YOU BE WAY HUMILIATED?
I'LL TAKE MY CHANCES.
BACK OFF, BONNIE.
IN CASE YOU DIDN'T NOTICE,
NOW KIM IS THE ONE DATING THE STAR OF THE FOOTBALL TEAM.
THAT'S NOT IMPORTANT TO ME, MONIQUE.
ALTHOUGH RON HAS BROKEN MORE SCHOOL RECORDS
THAN BRICK EVER DID.
BRICK! IF HE HAD JUST FLUNKED SENIOR YEAR ONE MORE TIME,
HE'D BE HERE TO RULE AT MY SIDE
INSTEAD OF OFF AT COLLEGE.
OK, FOLKS, WE'RE IN A BATTLE FOR OUR FOOTBALL LIVES HERE TODAY,
SO I WON'T DALLY.
AS YOU KNOW, THIS YEAR WE REPLACED OUR OLD-FASHIONED PAPER BALLOTS
WITH OUR OWN STATE-OF-THE-ART ELECTRONIC VOTING SYSTEM,
WHICH SNAGGED SECOND PLACE
FOR RON RIEGER IN THE TRI-CITY SCIENCE FAIR.
RIEGER ASSURES ME
THAT HIS SYSTEM IS 100% INCORRUPTIBLE.
AND HERE WE GO. THE RESULTS.
I VOTED FOR YOU.
THIS YEAR'S HOMECOMING KING...
I VOTED FOR ME, TOO.
IS... RON STOPPABLE.
COMPUTER VOTING ROCKS!
CONGRATULATIONS, STOPPABLE.
AND THIS YEAR'S
MIDDLETON HOMECOMING QUEEN...
BUCKLE UP, SISTER.
WELL, WHY EVEN READ ON?
WE ALL KNOW THAT IT'S KIM...
MISS BONNIE ROCKWALLER?
ME! ME! ME!
IT HAD TO BE ME.
[BOTH GASP]
IT HAD TO BE ME!
Man: BACK IN 3, 2, 1.
WELCOME BACK, MIDDLETON. GLAD YOU COULD JOIN US,
AND IN CASE YOU MISSED OUR LAST SEGMENT,
OUR PRODUCER, SKELLMAN, IS OFFICIALLY
THE WORST JUMP-ROPER IN THE WORLD!
GUESS WHO BEAT HIM? THAT'S RIGHT. ME, MISTER BIG SHOT.
OK, I HAVE HERE WITH ME THE TOWN'S NEWEST ROYAL COUPLE,
THE HOMECOMING QUEEN AND KING OF MIDDLETON HIGH.
WELCOME, BONNIE ROCKWALLER AND RON STOMPABLE.
UH, YEAH, IT'S STOPPABLE. TWO P's.
IN A POD, HA HA. LOOK AT YOU KIDS!
YOU KNOW, STURGE, I THINK I WAS DESTINED TO BE QUEEN.
PLUS, THERE WAS NO REAL COMPETITION.
CAN YOU BELIEVE HER?
DESTINED? UGH.
SHE TOTALLY CHEATED HER WAY INTO THAT CROWN.
DON'T GO THERE, GIRL.
I MEAN, WHO DOES SHE THINK SHE IS,
MISS "MY LIFE IS SO PERFECT."
KIM, YOU KNOW SHE WANTS YOU JELLIN'.
DON'T GIVE HER THE SATISFACTION.
OH, YOU'RE RIGHT.
SHE PROBABLY KNOWS I'M WATCHING.
YES, STURGESS. EVERYONE AT SCHOOL IS SO EXCITED FOR ME.
RIGHT, KIM? GRRR.
HEY, YOU THINK I'D LOOK GOOD IN A CROWN, SKELLMAN?
DON'T ANSWER. OK, PAWS OFF STURGESS.
THEY DON'T HAND THESE THINGS OUT TO NOBODY.
DOES HE KNOW HE'S NOT A REAL KING?
SO, WHAT ARE YOU AND THE KING DOING TONIGHT?
OH, THE ROYALS HAVE BEEN SUMMONED TO THE CHARITY LEAGUE BOWL-A-THON.
YOU'RE HANDLING IT SUSPICIOUSLY WELL.
WELL, JUST BECAUSE BONNIE'S OBNOXIOUS DOESN'T MEAN RON SHOULD SUFFER.
HE'S SERIOUS ABOUT THIS STUFF.
[HORNS BLOWING]
Both: ALL HAIL THE MIDDLETON QUEEN AND HER KING.
OH, YEAH. IT'S SERIOUS.
MMM-HMM. THEY DO OWN THE WAVE.
YOU KNOW, IN HER OWN WAY,
SHE'S MORE EVIL THAN ANY SUPER-VILLAIN.
I THOUGHT THE COMMONERS WOULD BE CLEARED OUT BY NOW.
RONNIE? WHERE'S MY THRONE?
OH, SOMEONE NEEDS TO GET "THRONE" DOWN.
RIGHT HERE. THIS WILL DO, BOYS.
DOES THE WANNABE WANNA SAY SOMETHING?
WANT TO, WON'T.
MIGHT NOT BE ABLE TO STOP AT WORDS.
KIM, DID YOU HEAR? WE GOT A GI-NORMOUS DONATION
FOR THE SENIOR CENTER.
THAT'S GREAT. YOU SHOULD BE PROUD.
HAVE YOU SEEN THE SCHOOL NEWSPAPER?
I THINK RONNY LOOKS SUPER CUTE.
HUH! FOR YOUR SCRAPBOOK, RONNIE.
[BELL RINGS]
COME AND GET IT. FLAPJACKS ARE HOT.
HEH HEH HEH. YOU KIDS HAVE DONE A GREAT JOB.
WE'RE WAY AHEAD OF LAST YEAR'S SALES.
WELL, YEAH.
I THINK KING FLAPJACKS THERE
IS PRETTY SERIOUS ABOUT ALL THIS.
WELCOME, CITIZENS. WELCOME TO ALL.
Children: THANK YOU, SIRE.
IT IS OUR PLEASURE.
OH, WELCOME, MISS POSSIBLE. CARE FOR A CROWN?
MY LIEGE, EXCUSE ME,
BUT WE NEED YOUR EXPERTISE AGAIN.
THE NEW BATCH OF BATTER DOESN'T TASTE RIGHT.
I'M ON MY WAY. DUTY CALLS.
MMM.
'MORNING, BONNIE.
NICE JOB HERE ON THE FIREHOUSE FUND-RAISER.
SO, IT DOESN'T BOTHER YOU AT ALL?
HEY, I HAVE TO BE HONEST.
YOU'RE DOING A GREAT JOB AS QUEEN, AND...
I'M SORRY IF I SEEMED JEALOUS BEFORE.
OH, WELL, THAT'S ALL RIGHT.
OK, PICTURE TIME.
EVERYONE IN.
THAT KING AND QUEEN SURE MAKE A CUTE COUPLE.
WE DO, DON'T WE?
WHOA-OH-OH!
HA HA HA HA HA HA! HO.
OH. SORRY, K.P.
RONNIE, KINGS NEVER APOLOGIZE.
IT SHOWS WEAKNESS.
[COMMUNICATOR BEEPS]
WHAT'S THE SITCH, WADE?
Wade: KIM, I JUST... HAVE YOU BEEN SWIMMING?
NOPE. JUST A LITTLE HOSE-DOWN.
UH, OK. WE JUST GOT AN EMERGENCY HIT ON YOUR SITE.
ROTIFFLE'S MISSING AGAIN,
AND THE PEOPLE AT HIS COMPUTER COMPANY ARE FREAKING.
DUFF KILLIGAN? STILL IN CUSTODY.
HIS RON-NESS IS TIED UP WITH THE ROYAL TOUR.
FEEL LIKE SIDE-KICKIN'? ALL IN.
RICKY HERE.
TODAY ON THE BLOG-CAST, A NEW MEATY-SWEET TREAT.
THIS MUST HAVE BEEN HIS LAST BLOG ENTRY.
BORED BY BLAND BURGER BUNS?
STUFF THAT PATTIE INTO A CINNAMON ROLL.
MMM-MMM, THAT'S GOOD.
GA-ROSS!
ACCORDING TO THE TIME STAMP,
THIS IS THE LAST THING RICKY DID
AT HIS WORKSTATION BEFORE HE DISAPPEARED.
HE GETS RESCUED BY US,
COMES BACK TO UPDATE HIS BLOG,
THEN GETS CAPTURED AGAIN?
Ron: ONE MORE FOR THE YEARBOOK.
OH, J.P., THANKS FOR INVITING US TO THE GRAND RE-OPENING.
WE APPRECIATE YOUR LOYALTY.
15 YEARS AS A PREFERRED CUSTOMER.
EASY TO SEE HOW YOU GOT ELECTED KING.
LET'S GET THIS PARTY-TORIUM STARTED!
[CHEERING]
BURNT PIZZA... MY FAVORITE ODOR!
MMM. TRY THE SUPREME, YOUR SUPREME HIGHNESS.
DON'T MIND IF I DO. MMM.
YOU KNOW, I NEVER PICTURED YOU
AS THE PIZZA PARTY-TORIUM TYPE, BONNIE.
OH, RONNIE, THERE'S SO MUCH YOU DON'T KNOW ABOUT ME.
WELL, YOU KNOW, I GUESS YOU CAN'T JUDGE A BOOK BY ITS COVER,
OR BY THE FACT THAT SAID BOOK
CALLED ME CRUEL NAMES FROM K THROUGH 12.
THAT'S ALL BEHIND US, MY KING.
HEH HEH HEH. SOUNDS GREAT,
BUT YOU KNOW, EVEN THOUGH YOU ARE
OFFICIALLY MY QUEEN, KIM IS MUCH MORE THAN THAT.
SHE'S THE ONLY GIRL FOR ME. I...
[GASPS]
[RON GRUNTING]
[GRUNTING]
WHAT IS THE SITCH?!
HEY, I WAS THE KISSEE HERE, NOT THE KISSER.
NO KIDDING.
IT TOOK YOU 12 STINKIN' YEARS TO KISS ME.
OH, WHEW! HEY, WAIT A MINUTE.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE UP TO,
BUT THIS IS A NEW LOW, EVEN FOR YOU.
OH, YEAH, WELL, SPEAKING OF LOW...
WHICH I AM.
YOU... YOU'RE...
WELL? WELL, I...
[SOBBING]
OK, UM, ER.
[MUTTERING]
UH, I DON'T SPEAK HYSTERICS.
[MUTTERING]
BR... BR... UP...
W... EEEE!
BRICK BROKE UP WITH YOU?
HOW DO YOU KNOW WHAT SHE'S SAYING?
IT'S A GIRL THING. SO I'M THE REBOUND GUY?
COOL! I'VE NEVER BEEN THE REBOUND GUY.
UH, BUT, YOU KNOW,
IT'S NOT AS WONDERFUL
AS BEING YOUR GUY.
BONNIE, UH,
I WISH I COULD HELP.
ME? NEEDING HELP FROM YOU?
I SHOULD BE HORRIFIED.
BUT I DON'T EVEN HAVE MY PRIDE ANY MORE.
FINE. I ACCEPT.
ACCEPT WHAT?
YOUR OFFER TO FIND ME A NEW HOTTIE.
OK. THERE'S PLENTY OF SENIORS OUT THERE
THAT AREN'T RON.
WHAT ABOUT ROTIFFLE? NEVER HEARD OF HIM.
DOES HE EVEN GO TO MIDDLETON HIGH?
NO, HE'S THE IDOL OF SERIOUS SNACKERS EVERYWHERE.
DO NOT TELL ME HE'S MISSING AGAIN.
WHO CARES? I HAVE A REAL PROBLEM HERE.
WHICH IS MUCH MORE IMPORTANT THAN MY MISSION.
FINALLY, YOU'RE GETTING IT.
OK. WE'LL SPLIT INTO TEAMS.
[BELL RINGS]
I WANT SOMEBODY ELSE ON MY TEAM.
TRUST ME. THIS WILL WORK.
THANK YOU FOR COMING. GO, MAD DOGS.
MARK HIM DOWN AS A "NEVER."
AHA, YES.
VERY POPULAR CATEGORY TODAY. NEXT!
HEY, TINY. YO.
HE'S A BIG "NO."
"BIG" WAS NOT A SHOT ABOUT YOUR SIZE, BY THE WAY.
IT'S ABOUT HOW SHE IS SO HUGELY
NOT INTO YOU, SO NO HARD FEELINGS?
HEY, RON.
WOW, YOU DIDN'T SAY SHE WAS THIS FASCINATING.
YOU KNOW, YOU BEAR A STRONG RESEMBLANCE TO MY FAVORITE QUEEN.
IDALIA OF THE PLANET GROCKNOSS.
THIS IS NOT HAPPENING TO ME.
OK, LAR, ALL RIGHT.
SO I'LL SEE YOU AT NEXT WEEK'S
NETHERWORLD BATTLE STRATEGIES MEETING?
ABANDONING HOPE NOW.
THIS IS UPPERTON'S MOST EXCLUSIVE GATED COMMUNITY.
ROTIFFLE LIVES HERE?
OH, YEAH. THE GEEK THING PAYS.
HOW ARE YOU AT GATE-JUMPING.
TERRIBLE, BUT...
I DON'T USUALLY FIND IT NECESSARY.
[BEEPS] [GATE SQUEAKS]
AFTER YOU.
BUT I LIKE JUMPING OVER STUFF.
[DRILLING]
NO PROBLEM. HMM.
NO ALARM. THAT'S WEIRD.
"COMPATIBILITY AND STATISTICS."
GENIUS LIGHT READING, ANYONE?
LOOK OUT!
OOF!
THAT MUST BE THE M.D.D.
I THINK WE CAN SAFELY CALL THIS "FOUL PLAY."
WOW. THOSE SUPER-GENIUS ANALYTICAL SKILLS
REALLY COME IN HANDY IN THE FIELD.
THIS IS A WASTE.
OH, COME ON. YOU HAVEN'T EVEN GOTTEN
TO THE WORLD RAP CUBAN TECHNO-BLUES JAZZ SECTION.
I JUST WANT A REGULAR, NORMAL, SHALLOW HOTTIE,
PREFERABLY NOT TOO BRIGHT.
[CELL PHONE RINGS] HELLO.
WOW. OH, SOUNDS BAD. OK, UH, YEAH,
I'LL MEET YOU AT BUENO NACHO IN 5.
[HORN HONKS]
[CRYING]
DIDN'T CRACK THE CODE YET, HUH?
IT MIGHT TAKE SOME TIME,
BUT I'LL DECRYPT RICKY'S COMPUTER.
THAT, I'M NOT WORRIED ABOUT.
IT'S THE BONNIE-BOYFRIEND CODE.
YEAH, WHICH FRANKLY CANNOT BE CRACKED.
[SOBBING]
BE A LITTLE SENSITIVE.
WELL, IT'S NOT EASY! GOT IT!
THE LAST WEB SEARCH RICKY MADE
WAS FOR VENICE, ITALY.
WE'VE GOTTA MOVE FAST.
ALL RIGHT, YOU GOT IT, K.P.
WHAT ABOUT ME?
WELL, I MEAN, YOU COULD COME ALONG, I GUESS.
NOT SURE THAT'S A GREAT IDEA.
SO YOU WOULD DITCH ME IN MY DARKEST HOUR?
BONNIE, IT'S JUST THAT, UM...
WHEN IT COMES TO HEARTLESS CRUELTY,
ANYTHING IS POSSIBLE FOR A POSSIBLE.
REALLY APPRECIATE THE LIFT, MISTER BANANA.
I SAID THANKS FOR THE LIFT, COCO!
AND HE PROMISED HE'D BE BACK FOR HOMECOMING.
SNAP! OH, NO, HE DIDN'T.
I THOUGHT HE WAS THE ONE.
SO SIMPLE. SO PLIABLE.
[CRYING]
COCO SAYS HE DOES NOT DESERVE YOU.
[SIGHS]
RON, THIS IS BAD.
THERE'S GOTTA BE A GUY OUT THERE FOR BONNIE.
THERE IS, MY FRIEND.
HEY, HEY BRICK, OLD BUDDY.
HOW'S COLLEGE LIFE TREATIN' YOU?
THAT'S RON. RON STOPPABLE. MIDDLETON HIGH.
DUDE, OK, WORK WITH ME HERE.
OK, YEAH, OK, YOU KNOW WHAT?
BRICK, BRICK, NO... YEAH, IT DOESN'T MATTER
IF YOU REMEMBER ME, 'CAUSE YOU KNOW SOMETHING?
I KNOW YOU REMEMBER A SPECIAL LADY.
YOUR PRECIOUS BON-BON.
BONNIE? BONNIE ROCKWALLER.
YOUR HIGH-SCHOOL GIRLFRIEND.
WHAT? I... OK, I THINK IT'S A LITTLE HARSH
TO CALL HER THE "MEAN GIRL." SHE'S GOT... OK, YEAH.
I MEAN, THAT'S TRUE, SHE'S PRETTY BOSSY.
AND SHE CAN BE CRUEL, BUT, I MEAN, COME ON,
ISN'T THAT PART OF WHAT WE LOVE ABOUT HER? HEY.
UH-HUH? OK. HA HA!
ALL RIGHT. BYE BYE. SO?
YOU KNOW, COLLEGE HAS ACTUALLY MADE HIM SMARTER.
HE'S COMPLETELY MOVED ON.
WHERE TO BEGIN?
[ITALIAN ACCENT] 4 FOR LUNCH.
DO YOU HAVE RESERVATION?
ACTUALLY, NO, UM... THEN I CANNOT HELP YOU.
WELL, IF YOU COULD JUST LOOK AT THE PICTURE, UH...
OH, SO YOU NEED MY ASSISTANCE IN AN INVESTIGATION?
YES. THAT, TOO, REQUIRES A RESERVATION.
CAN I HELP YOU, SIGNORINA?
I NEED A BOYFRIEND. THEN NO.
AND THEY'RE LOOKING FOR SOME MISSING COMPUTER GEEK.
HMM. I SAW SUCH A GEEK EARLIER.
HE WAS WITH ANOTHER YOUNG MAN WITH NICE HAIR.
THEY WENT THAT WAY.
YOU'RE SURE SHE MEANT THIS MUSEUM?
ABSOLUTELY. I SHOULDN'T HAVE COME HERE.
IT'S ALL TOO BEAUTIFUL.
I BROUGHT YOU A SURPRISE.
MIGHT MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER.
MY TIARA!
THE SYMBOL OF MY SUPERIORITY!
IT HELPS... A LITTLE.
EXCUSE ME. HAVE YOU SEEN THIS MAN?
I'M SORRY, MISS... [GASPS]
YOUR HIGHNESS. HUH?
OH, SHE'S NOT REALLY, UM, YOU KNOW...
THAT FORMAL. PLEASE...
YOU MAY CAST YOUR GAZE UPON ME.
OH, THANK YOU, YOUR HIGHNESS.
THAT'S LONG ENOUGH.
VISITING DIGNITARIES IN THE MAIN GALLERY. SEND THE GOVERNOR.
WHERE, WHERE, WHERE IS SHE?
I'M HUNGRY. I WANT TO EAT NOW!
AH, A DEFINITE ROYALTY.
MY DEAR FRIENDS, YOU MUST JOIN ME
FOR THIS AFTERNOON'S REGATTA.
HEY, THAT SOUNDS GREAT,
BUT I'D RATHER LOOK AT BOATS INSTEAD.
[RETCHING]
YOUR EXCELLENCY,
I WONDER IF YOU MIGHT HELP US FIND SOMEONE.
VENICE IS MY HOME. IF I CAN HELP...
CAN YOU BELIEVE ALL THESE YACHTS?
[GASPS]
KIM.
I KNOW WHO CAPTURED RICKY.
IT'S JUNIOR!
HE'S THREATENING RICKY RIGHT NOW.
THERE, SEE?
PARDON ME, SIR.
WE'VE GOT TO CATCH THE CRIMINAL NOW.
[SPEAKS ITALIAN]
EXACTLY. LOOK OUT, JUNIOR.
HE HASN'T SEEN US YET.
JUNIOR, PULL YOUR BOAT OVER!
KIM POSSIBLE AND RON STOPPABLE?
OH, I DO NOT HAVE TIME FOR THIS.
[MOTOR REVVING]
WHOA, WHOA!
HA HA HA HA!
WHY ARE THEY CHASING ME?
I HAVE NO DESIRE TO SPEAK TO THEM.
PLEASE DO NOT CRASH MY BOAT!
DON'T WORRY! SHE CAN DO ANYTHING.
HE'S HEADING FOR THE MARINA.
I MUST WARN YOU.
IN MY WAY IS A BAD PLACE TO BE.
[BONNIE SCREAMS]
Ron: LOOK OUT!
[SCREAMING]
AAH!
UH. UGH.
THEY GOT AWAY. NOW WHAT?
I THINK WE KNOW WHERE TO FIND HIM.
EVERYONE OK?
EVEN IN ITALY, NOBODY WANTED ME.
UGH, THERE SHE GOES.
I DON'T DO PATHETIC.
WELL, YOU COULD HAVE FOOLED ME. WHAT WAS THAT?
UH, YOU CAN COUNT ON ME.
JUST AS SOON AS WE WRAP THINGS UP HERE.
LOOKS LIKE THE SENIORS HAVE UPGRADED THEIR SECURITY.
JUST ANOTHER LASER GRID.
THIS ONE ROLLS THROUGH A VARIETY OF FREQUENCIES
ON A RANDOM BASIS.
OK. A VERY SPECIAL LASER GRID.
THIS IS A DISASTER.
FIRST, NO BOYFRIEND.
THEN WHAT? WHERE DOES THE DOWNWARD SPIRAL TAKE ME?
OH, NO. WHAT IF I END UP...
OUTLET SHOPPING?
UH, BONNIE, THIS IS THE PART OF SNEAKING IN
THAT WE LIKE TO CALL QUIET TIME.
FINE.
CAN YOU SHUT IT DOWN?
NO, BUT YOU CAN.
SEE THE CONTROL BOX WAY OVER THERE?
SUPER MAGNET. GO FOR IT.
[BEEPS]
YOU SHOULD COME ALONG MORE OFTEN.
IT IS NICE TO GET OUT.
CAN'T WE SNEAK ANY FASTER? HMM!
I WANT RESULTS, AND I WANT THEM NOW.
OK, HOLD ON, AMIGO. I'M TRYING.
OW! WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS?
HOW DARE YOU INTERRUPT MY QUEST.
OH, HEY, GUYS. WHAT'S UP?
WORRY NOT, SNACK MAN. YOU'RE SAFE NOW. AGAIN.
SO WHAT'S JUNIOR FORCING YOU TO DO?
YOU SEE, UH, WELL, HE'S NOT FORCING AS MUCH AS PAYING.
WHAT? HE HIRED ME TO USE THE M.D.D.
AS A GLOBAL DATA CRUNCH. OBJECTIVE?
TO FIND HIS PERFECT LOVE MATCH.
WAIT, OK, WHA...
JUNIOR CAPTURED YOU TO SEARCH THE PERSONALS?
I WILL NOT BE RIDICULED ON MATTERS OF THE HEART.
MY PLAN IS TO SEARCH THE ENTIRE WORLD
UNTIL I FIND THE GIRL OF MY DREAMS.
NO MATTER... HOW LONG...
IT TAKES.
[GASPS]
YEAH...
SO IT WASN'T SO MUCH
THAT HE CAPTURED ME, AS...
HE HIRED YOU?
SE�OR SENIOR JUNIOR PAYS EXTREMELY WELL.
Ron: HE'S A BAD GUY!
WHO PAYS EXTREMELY WELL.
AT FIRST I THOUGHT I COULD WHIP UP A NEW PROGRAM,
BUT IT WAS TOO MUCH DATA.
DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HARD IT IS
TO FIND THE RIGHT COMBO OF SHALLOW, SELFISH, AND INSENSITIVE,
BUT STILL HOT ENOUGH FOR THIS GUY?
YEAH... ACTUALLY...
WE'VE GOT A PRETTY GOOD IDEA.
[BONNIE SIGHS]
WELL, I GUESS OUR TRIP TO VENICE REALLY WAS A SUCCESS.
MM-HMM. WE GOT TO SEE A BEAUTIFUL CITY,
HAVE A SEMI-ROMANTIC BOAT RIDE,
AND IT PUT AN END TO THE QUEEN-KISSING.
NOW, WAIT. YOU KNOW THAT I DIDN'T...
IT'S OK. I GET IT.
[BONNIE GIGGLES] OH, JUNIOR.
SO HAPPY ENDING.
YUP. WEIRD HAPPY ENDING.
Bonnie: DON'T GO ANYWHERE, STOPPABLE.
THAT DWEEB FROM THE YEARBOOK COMMITTEE
INSISTS THAT WE POSE FOR A ROYAL PORTRAIT.
I CANNOT BELIEVE THERE'S GOING TO BE
A PICTURE OF ME WITH YOU IN THE YEARBOOK.
THAT'S LIKE PHOTOGRAPH EVIDENCE THAT WE ASSOCIATED.
YOU KNOW, SOME OF US LEARN AND GROW
FROM OUR LITTLE ADVENTURES.
WHATEVER, LOSER.
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