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- No, Rub!

- Whoo-hoo...

- No! - ...ooooooo―

(CRASH!)

(STATIC CRACKLES) - Hey, Rej.

Rej, you all right?

Sorry about that, mate. - (GROANS)

- Hey, um,

we'd better get going. Come on. - (GROANS)

We have to show results

or the Doc and the Professor are finished.

Therefore, we must head south ― fast.

- I think going fast goes against your programming, mate.

- That is not funny.

- Yes, it was.

- It was annoying.

We must take this situation seriously.

- Seriously? Come on, man. That sounds so boring.

That is so typical of you. - (DOG YAPS)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

(DOG PANTS)

(DOG SNUFFLES, SNIFFS)

- # Rej and Rub.

- # They're tiny little bots a long way from home.

- # Rej and Rub.

- # They're tiny little bots a long way from home.

# They miss their dad. It makes 'em cry.

- # Goodbye A.I.

- # I bet they wish that they could fly.

- # Goodbye A.I.

# Goodbye A.I.

# Rej and Rub.

- # They're tiny little bots a long way from home.

- # Rej and Rub.

- # They're tiny little bots a long way from home. #

(DOG PANTS, SNUFFLES)

(HEAD WHIRRS)

- MAN: Come on, Colin! Come here, boy.

Come on, Colin. Come, boy! - (DOG YAPS) - Come, boy!

Good boy. Oh, who's a good boy?

Good boy, Colin.

- OK, sweet. Looks like the coast is clear.

Now's our chance. Let's go!

Southern Institute, here we come.

- I suggest we wait

and ensure we will have a safe route out of the house.

I will analyse the situation

over the next 48 hours― - Uh, Rej, buddy,

it's safe now.

Follow me!

- No. Wait, Rub.

It's too dangerous to go alone.

- Well, then follow me as a team together.

I have a cunning plan. - (GROANS)

- Hey, Rej, old man.

I reckon if we can get to that door, we'll be able to make it outside.

Then it's time for us to head home.

Me and you.

South, south, south, south, south, south, south, south, south.

South, south, south.

South, south, whoop, whoop― - Shh!

Rub, you will attract attention.

We can't just walk just through there to the door.

We will be seen.

We need some kind of distraction.

- Ah! Distraction, you say? What about this?

CALLS: Whooop, whoop-whoop- whoop-whoop-whoop-whoop.

Whooop! Whoop-whoop-whoop... - What's that annoying noise?

(CLANG!)

Can you hear that? Did you guys―

Did you guys leave the TV on in the rumpus room?

- No, Dad. We turned everything off. - Yeah.

- Must be my imagination.

Swore I heard a really annoying 'whoop-whoop-whoop' sound.

- Rub, as I was saying,

we will need a distraction,

but not just you yelling ―

something that will avert their attention.

- I remember you mentioned that just before.

Maybe one of us has another special ability which could work as a distraction.

Let's think.

Hmmmm.

- Hmmmm.

(BEEPING)

(BLIPPING)

- (ELECTRICITY SPARKS) - Oh. Oh. Oh!

Aaaaaargh!

- Aargh! Dad! - What―?

- Dad, what is that? What's going on?

(ELECTRICITY FIZZES)

It's so bizarre! - (LIGHTBULB BURSTS)

(DISTORTED TV SOUNDS)

(DISTORTED KEYBOARD SOUNDS)

(ELEMENT FLARES) - Ahh! Ahhh!

(TOY CAR SIREN WAILS) - Argh!

- Dad, what is this?! - (DISTORTED TV SOUNDS)

(ELECTRICITY FIZZLES)

(TOILET FLUSHES)

- What's going on?! What is going on?! - Ah! Ah! Aaaagh!

(STATIC CRACKLES)

- (GRUNTS)

Oh. You're awake.

Oh no ― and you saw me picking my nose. How very embarrassing.

- (STATIC CRACKLES) - Aaaaagh!

- Whoa-oa, whoaaaaa!

Whoa, whoaaaaa, whoa!

(SILENCE FALLS, SOFT BLIPPING)

(CLICKING, WHIRRING)

(DISTORTED EVIL LAUGH)

- BOTH: Whoooooa!

- (ELECTRICITY SPARKS) - Oh! What on earth?

What's goin' on? - Must be our imagination.

Must be.

Strange.

(HEAD WHIRRS)

- Rub, what was that?

You created the most interesting phenomenon.

I have one simple question ―

how? - Mate, I dunno.

I could suddenly feel all the vibes

of the other electronic folks around,

and I was sort of able to...

I dunno, control them.

But I think it went too far and kinda, uh, freaked out.

- Yes. It appears the amount of energy and/or stress

overwhelmed your circuits.

(WHIRRING)

Rub, I believe your newfound device control power could help us.

Think. Focus.

You will be able to save us. - CHUCKLES: Hey!

Yeah, I reckon. Sweet.

Whooop! Whoop-whoop-whoop-whoop― - Shush!

- What is that noise again? - That 'whoop' sound.

- What's goin' on? - Hmm.

- Sorry, mate. I got a bit excited there.

Anyway, what was it?

Concentrate.

Here I go.

Concentrating to create a distraction.

- (ELECTRICITY SPARKS) - I've got something, Rej.

I've got something.

I'm linked.

I'm linked. I'm in control.

My concentration has worked.

(LOUD WHIRRING)

- (ELECTRICITY SPARKS) - Dad, what is that? What's going on?

- Help! Dad― - What is going on?!

What's going on? - Concentrate.

- (HUMANS YELL) - Oh.

- Rub. - (HUMANS SHRIEK)

- (GROANS)

Concentrate. - Keep the distraction going.

I will get us out of here.

- (YELLS) - What's going on?

What is happening?!

(HEROIC MUSIC)

- Help! Help! Dad! - What is that? - (DOG BARKS)

- Aargh! - What is that?!

What is going on?! - (YELLS)

(ELECTRICITY FIZZES)

- Sorry, Rej. I couldn't hold it.

I couldn't keep concentrating.

- DAD: OK. I'm putting a stop to this. What is going on?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Someone's controlling it.

- Rub, you can save us.

Concentrate.

You can.

- I am going to smash whoever's doing this.

- (ELECTRICITY SPARKS) - Aargh! Oh! Oh! Ow! Ow! Ow!

Owww, oww! - You did it, Rub.

You did it!

Well done.

(HEROIC MUSIC)

(GRUNTS)

- (CLATTER!) - Oh! - Ow.

(BIRDS TWITTER)

- (GROANS)

(LOUD SCREECH)

- Uh... - (RUB SCREAMS)

(ELECTRONIC ACTION MUSIC)

Captions by Maeve Kelly.

Captions were made with the support of NZ On Air.

www.able.co.nz Copyright Able 2021

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

(UPBEAT MUSIC)

- Whoo!