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Narrator: Ladies and gentlemen, within this household,

we find a normal, everyday secret lab

of a normal, everyday boy genius.

But we have taken great pains to bring you a sneak peek into...

Narrator: In the lab of tomorrow,

each member of the family will have a secret lab,

each equipped with its own secret entrance.

For dad...

What kinds of wondrous inventions could dear old dad

be conjuring up in his lab of tomorrow?

Some things never change.

After a hard day's work,

mom can sneak down into the depths of her own secret lab,

where she'll most likely work twice as hard.

[Whirring]

And to keep that pesky sister out of your own secret lab,

we've devised a secret lab entrance all her own.

Ooh!

Ooh!

Narrator: Tired of all that arduous and laborsome wrenching?

Well, in the future, it will all be automated for you.

Of course, it may require a small amount of maintenance.

[Dexter snoring]

The scientist of tomorrow can't be bothered

wasting time with the menial, mundane tasks

of getting ready for work in the morning.

In the lab of the future,

all of these tasks will be automated while he sleeps.

[Snoring]

Narrator: Keeping your parents from discovering your secret

has never been easier, with the new, laser-guided,

shape-detecting security system of the future.

Even freak mishaps are easily avoided

with the new shape-detecting system.

Computer: Whoa!

[Beeping]

Narrator: Ahem!

Moving on, telescope technology will have advanced to a level

where we will finally be able to see

if there truly is life on other planets.

Wait. Focus.

Put out that light!

Narrator: The function of using your computer's mouse

will be totally automated

with the simple push of a button.

Uh, could you move it to the left, please?

A little bit more, please?

Not that far.

And double-click.

Narrator: Now, this truly is the lab of tomorrow,

modern in every way.

In the lab of tomorrow,

the modern problem of arch rivals sneaking

into your lab to wreak havoc will be solved,

with the latest and most sophisticated in security system technology.

[Alarm beeping]

Narrator: To improve relations

between himself and his computer,

the modern scientist will fuse the computer with his brain.

Side effects include minor headaches.

New forms of energy have been foreseen in the future.

[Crash]

The lab rats of tomorrow will have increased intelligence

to where they will be able to perform advanced scientific experiments

by themselves.

Success.

Tired of hot, sweaty armpits from working?

We tried crossing a screen door and a lab coat

to bring you the lab coat of tomorrow.

Keeps you cool and breezy as an early spring day.

Whoops.

In the lab of tomorrow,

beakers and bottles have been replaced with...

Bottles and beakers.

Wait!

That is not even funny!

Narrator: Of course, it's funny.

I should know.

Well, folks, I hope you enjoyed this edition oflab of tomorrow.

Good night.

[Birds chirping]

[Ring]

Aaah!

What are these strange protrusions?

I must investigate immediately.

Dee Dee: ♪ la la la la...

Uh-oh.

Ok, Dee Dee, way too much has happened this morning,

so please get out of my laboratory!

I have no time for her foolishness today.

But, Dexter, I'm not in your labor--

You've got chickenpox!

Chickenpox?

W-What is this pox of a chicken?

Poor Dexter.

So knowledgeable in science,

but doesn't have enough common sense

to know what chickenpox is.

Well, a long time ago...

A group of evil, contaminated chickens escaped from jail...

[Alarm blaring]

And started to break into children's houses,

where they pecked away, leaving huge, itchy pimples.

And if you scratch them,

you'll turn into an evil, contaminated chicken.

Are you crazy, wom--

[clucks]

Aaah!

I do not want to be an evil, contaminated chicken.

Then don't scratch!

That seems simple enough.

I better keep myself busy, so as not to think about the itching.

Perfect.

Now, how much dioxide petroleum should I add?

Hmm.

What is the correct amount?

Ha ha ha ha!

Silly me!

Have I been scratching this whole time?

Aaah!

Robot!

More drastic measures must be taken.

Yes, Dexter?

Robot, if you see me scratch any part of my body,

I want you to zap me with 100 watts of electrons.

Yes, Dexter.

I wasn't ready, robot.

Yes, Dexter.

I said I wasn't ready.

Yes, Dexter.

No, robot, wait!

This is not working.

Stop, robot!

A new invention must be created.

[Muffled] Success!

Aaah!

Got to scratch!

Ahhh!

Oooh!

Ahhh!

Oh, yeah!

Oooh!

[Laughing maniacally]

[Knock on door]

Hello--

aaah!

Dexter, is that you?

Yeah. I scratched.

[Car alarm blaring, horn honking]

[Dogs barking]

Success!

Success!

Now, what the heck is it?

It seems I have been working so long I do not remember what it does.

Well, no doubt something fantastic.

I shall have to test it.

Now, which one of you would like to volunteer

for today's experiment?

Come, come. Do not be shy.

[Whimpering] Dexter: Hmm.

Ah, yes!

Upsy Daisy.

Say cheese.

[Splattering]

[Popping]

[Gurgling]

[Noise subsides]

[Splat]

Wow, it is a good thing I missed.

But if it did that

to a piece of lab equipment,

yeesh!

Ooh, and that smell! Yuck!

What hideous thing have I created?

If this were to fall into the wrong hands,

the effects could be catastrophic!

I must hide it somewhere, safe from evil hands.

Nope. Too obvious.

Nope.

Nah, too tempting.

There!

No evildoer would think to look in my little old room--

let alone in a pile of old toys.

Whew!

I feel a lot better now that that's in a safe place.

Ah, nothing like a hot shower after a good day's inventing.

[Water running]

Mom: Knock, knock!

My, it's stuffy in here.

That's better.

Oh, good.

Dexter remembered to leave some toys out for the yard sale today.

Hey!

[Gasps] Gone?

Dexter: The yard sale!

Mom must have taken my toys!

[Gasps]

Mandark!

What's this?

Dexter, you fool.

[Laughing]

A toy submarine.

He has discovered its power!

I must stop him at once!

Broken.

Do you smell anything?

1, 2...

Um...3.

Dee Dee! Have you seen mom?

4, 5...

Hmm.

Huh?

Hmm.

Yes? Yes?

No, but look at how much money I made.

Not now, Dee Dee. I--

say, thatis a lot of money.

Mom said everything must go.

[Car starting]

Hey, see you later!

[Tires squeal]

Bye-bye!

Uh, was that mom and dad's car?

Yep. Bye-bye!

Dex?

How much do you want for your lab?

So, let me get this straight.

You want me to sell.

Sell the moose head,

sell the fold-up bicycle, the leg lamp,

my chair?

You are asking me to sell

my soul!

This--this "junk"--

it's--it's who I am!

And I am not for sale!

Um, whatever, dude.

I just wanted to know if you had the time.

Dad! Dad!

Hey, son.

Dexter, what have I told you about running around naked?

There. Perfect fit.

And the hat's not for sale, if anyone asks.

Dad! Duck!

Where? Here, duckie.

Quack quack.

Coo coo coo coo!

[Sniffing]

What's that smell?

Well, whatever it is, it's mine and I'm not selling! You hear me?

No!

Nooooo...

[Groans]

Dex!

Hey! Give it back!

Must keep away from mandark!

Ha!

I will not let you use this for evil!

Dexter, what has gotten into you?

This toy belongs to mandark now.

[Raspberry]

But, mom, it is not a toy!

No buts! Now, apologize!

Nice hat.

Dexter?

Ok. All right. Sorry.

Apology accepted.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

I'm going to go home and play with my new toy.

[Laughing]

Now, doesn't it feel good to work out your problems?

Yes, mom.

Robo, prepare for operation interception.

Dexter: There's no use hiding, mandark.

I know you're here...

Somewhere.

Hmm.

Heh heh heh heh!

Aha!

Where could he be?

[Distant voice, indistinct]

Mandark: ...Floating like a sitting duck,

unaware that just below the surface lies

captain mandark's sinister sub.

[Mandark, indistinct]

Prepare to suffer a terrible fate,

for, I mandark, will soon unleash a plot so diabolical,

so despicable, no one will escape my wrath!

[Laughing]

That's it!

Ha!

Huh? Aaah!

Mandark!

Hand it over!

Give it! I bought that fair and square!

Well, I am taking it back!

[Both grunting]

Fine!

Take your stupid toy!

Toy?

[Dexter grunting]

[Splattering, cracking]

[Dexter groaning]

[Dexter screams]

[Popping, cracking]

[Noise stops]

[Dexter screaming]

[Noise stops]

Dex?

You look hideous!

Well, at least I do not have to worry

about that mutation ray getting into the wrong hands anymore.

Maybe not, but you're in no condition to stop me from destroying your lab.

Ha ha ha! Ha ha ha!

By the way, maybe you ought to be taking a bath.

You smell. Mandark!

Come back here! I'm right behind you!

Enter at your own peril,

past the vaulted door,

where impossible things

may happen that

the world's never seen before...

♪ In Dexter's laboratory ♪

♪ lives the smartest boy ♪

♪ you've ever seen

♪ but Dee Dee blows his experiments ♪

♪ to smithereens

♪ there is gloom and doom

♪ while things go boom!

♪ In Dexter's lab

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