(It is art class. Although the kids in class are not working on art
at all. Ms. Bladdar is reading a magazine, the kids are either
talking with others or reading. P.A, Nicky and Milo are playing
catch with a small plastic robot.)
Pepper Ann: I'm telling you Nicky, I wish I never seen that Ring movie. I had to beg Moose to hold me until I fell asleep, it was that scary.
Milo: I hid in the dryer for the weekend after seeing that disturbing bit of chaos.
Pepper Ann: I thought you smelled fresh.
Nicky: Well Stuart promised me we would watch it in the daytime so hopefully it won't be too traumatizing for me.
Milo: You can still get out of it Nicky, you and Stuart should try that new robot battle at Vidiots. Dismantling your opponent's creation is a sweet victory to taste, it's kind of a short game but it was the best hour of my life.
Nicky (skeptical) : Your best hour?
Milo: Well...
(We flashback to Milo standing with a little boy, a turtle in his little hands. He hands it to Milo, who is fidgeting with happiness.)
Little Boy: Well, I guess you can play with him, but only for an hour okay?
(Milo smiles and squirms with glee. We return to the classroom.)
Milo: Well, maybe not the best best hour.
(We cut to outside the window of the classroom, Pink Eye Pete is sitting under it. He glances at the camera.)
Pink Eye Pete: Many say technology is a great gift to us from our intelligent comrades, with new medicines to heal the sick, hipper ways to communicate with society and to entertain the meek minds our society pumps out like sewage. Indeed there have been many times technology has failed us than aided our ways of living. With miscalculations and malfunctions technology may unknowingly execute not only our minds but our very lives as well.
Principal Hickey (off camera) : Peter Ogilve! This is the fourth time I've caught you cutting class! You get yourself back in that building and embrace some education!
Pink Eye Pete (getting up) : See how two kids will witness the first step humanity has taken to annihilate their race with a new form of science to perform menial tasks, birthing yet another technology to us. (The background darkens) And like many attempts at new technologies; this one undoubtedly fails.
(Pink Eye Pete then takes off running. Hickey pursues him.)
Principal Hickey: You get back here you player of hooky!
(We fade to a shed crammed full of massive boxes. ENTER THE BOT appears in metal letters briefly before fading away. We see Nicky come from behind one of the boxes. She frowns at them all.)
Nicky (mumbling) : Stupid boxes. Stupid parents.
(She sees a crowbar on the floor.)
Nicky (mad) : I should just pry all these boxes open in an angry act of angst ridden adolescence.
(She reaches down to seize the crowbar and attempts to open one of the large boxes.)
Nicky (bitter) : What kind of chore is this for a small, talented girl like myself? They think I can really move all this stuff myself by the end of the day? I oughta sick children's services on them. I mean, really, do they think I inject horse steroids every day? Ya sure, that's how I got real strong dad, I inject a full syringe of horse steroids each day, you child slaving spawn of he...
(She opens the box to reveal a large robot. It has quite a human appearance except for a head in the shape of rectangular digital alarm clock. Nicky gives a gasp.)
Nicky (amazed): Oh wow, its a robot! This is amazing!
(Nicky gazes at it with admiration.)
Nicky: Robots are starting to make a comeback in the world of science, who knew there would be one in my own shed. I wonder if he is able to function.
(The robot's eyes light up in a green glow in response to Nicky's curiosity. It straightens up, breaking the box it was incased in.)
Nicky (awed) : Oh my! I guess so, (an idea strikes her) hey, do you think you could move these boxes outside, please?
(The towering robot gives a quick nod, he steps from his broken box and approaches another huge box and hoists it with ease and departs.)
Nicky: Ha! That'll put a stupor in my cruel dad. Now I have extra time to compose my sonata.
(She leaves the shed and happily marches away. A loud crash is heard, Nicky startles at the noise and looks ahead to see the huge box on its side, splintering, the robot is on its knees with its hands to its face. Nicky frowns.)
Nicky: Hey, what's with the carelessness Mr. Robot?
(On closer inspection we see that the robot is crying. It sobs softly. Nicky gives a bewildered stare.)
Nicky: Y..You're crying? A huge, powerful automaton crying (she begins to snicker) like a little lost child? (Nicky finds this quite funny and gets into a fit of laughter.) I'm sorry but that just seems so funny!
(As Nicky laughs the robot gives a sad stare at her, it then runs away still in tears. Nicky's father pops up and gives a wave.)
Nicky's Dad: Hey Princess, I thought you knew your old man was just pulling your leg, you don't need to lift a finger for...
(Nicky's Dad notices the robot running away, its fading sobs still heard. Nicky's dad gets a horrified look on his face, he runs to his daughter.)
Nicky's Dad (frightened) : Nicky! Why did you activate him? If that thing gets into the town who knows what it could do! Try to go after him, I need to think of a way to disable it! Hurry Princess! Hurry!
Nicky: Wait just a minute dad! What could a crying robot do that's so dangerous?
Nicky's Dad: There's no time to explain! Go Nicky! Before its too late!
(Nicky rolls her eyes and starts out after the robot.)
Nicky's Dad (somber) : May God have mercy on us all.
(We then go to a new scene: Nicky has explained her story to Milo.)
Milo: So you want me to help you find it?
Nicky: I really could use some help if that would be alright, it seems that something really bad will happen if I don't find it.
(We then see P.A chasing Crash, Moose's friend, with a large cardboard sword. It appears that Nicky and Milo are in P.A's front yard.)
Pepper Ann: You can't escape me you nasty mortal!
Milo (gesturing to P.A) : Should we bring her?
Nicky: Mmmm, nah.
(Nicky and Milo walk away from P.A's "game". Nicky sighs.)
Nicky: It embarrasses me to say this, but I haven't seen any sign of it since it ran away from my shed. It could be anywhere.
Milo: Well maybe to catch a robot, we need to think like a robot. It doesn't hurt to try.
(Milo and Nicky close their eyes in deep thought. Concentration riddled on their faces. There thoughts are heard aloud.)
Milo's thoughts: Gears.
Nicky's thoughts: Circuits.
Milo's thoughts: Shiny metal.
Nicky's thoughts: Cogs.
(Simultaneously, they open their eyes, annoyed disappointment on their faces.)
Milo: Gears and shiny things aren't being helpful. I say we go see the wiseman!
Nicky: The wiseman?
Milo: The wiseman of Hazelnut, you must have heard of him.
Nicky: No.
Milo: You have never realised true knowledge then, Nicky Little.
(We cut to the friends in a park who approach an old man on a bench. He gives a small cough before speaking.)
Wiseman: So you've come to ask advice of me, but first you need to answer my questions three.
Milo: Three questions, okay I believe we can do that, tell us the first wiseman.
Wiseman: The first is this: What is an eight letter word that means shrewd?
Nicky: Ahh..guileful?
(The wiseman takes a paper and pencil out and writes something.)
Nicky: Well? Is it right? What's the next question?
Wiseman: Hold on now, just a minute, I'll tell you when I need another one.
(We see that the Wiseman is playing a crossword puzzle. Milo gives a confused look.)
Milo (?) : Umm...
(Nicky angrily grabs the old man's shirt.)
Nicky: We're not here to solve your crossword you withered old fogey!
Wiseman (scared) : Alright, alright I'll ask you the true three questions! I will!
Milo (disappointed) : Are you really a wiseman?
Wiseman: The questions are: What does it look like? Where did you lose it? Name a five letter country starting with Z.
(Nicky pushes the old man off of the bench. She storms away with Milo.)
Nicky: What a fraud. Trying to pass himself as a wiseman when he can't even do a crossword.
Milo: Actually I just assumed he was wise. He sure was old at least.
(Nicky frowns at Milo, who gives a nervous smile, she sighs and turns her head to a proper looking man in Victorian style clothes.)
Nicky: What do you think I should do Mr. Dickens?
Charles Dickens: Don't ask me now my dear, I'm dead. Alive only in your imagination.
(Suddenly multiple numbers swarm around Nicky's head.)
Numbers: But anything can happen in imagination land! Even imaginary numbers!
Nicky (mad): Are you making fun of me? Stop that!
(Milo gives Nicky a quick shake.)
Milo: Hey Nicky, you okay?
Nicky: Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine Milo.
Milo (eager) : Hey! I just got an idea!
(Milo runs off, after a short time he comes back with a jug of milk and a saucer. He pours some into the saucer.)
Milo: All we've got to do is put out a saucer of milk and wait for it to come to us!
(Milo grabs Nicky's arm and they hide behind a building. Their heads peek out to get a view of the milk.)
Nicky (skeptical) : Ah Milo, I don't think this will work.
Milo: Of course it will.
Nicky: I don't believe robots drink..
Milo: Shhh! Here comes something!
(We then go to the milk which is approached by an unusual looking robot with spindly arms and legs and a round head. It drops to its hands and knees and begins to lap up the milk with a silver tongue. Nicky gapes at the scene.)
Milo (pleased) : Alright, it worked! Is that the one?
Nicky (mad) : No!
(She runs at the robot, who picks up the remaining milk and runs away. Nicky snarls and stops running.)
Nicky (yelling) : You're a robot! Robots don't drink milk!
Milo: Don't worry Nicky, I can go pick up some more milk, maybe then we'll get the one you are after.
Nicky (tiredly) : I think we should just look on our own for now Milo.
(The duo begins to talk to various people around the town, many have not seen the robot as they shrug or shake their heads. They go to the mall, the arcade, the retirement home, still no luck. They peer under cars and into a scrap yard and have yet to find the elusive robot. We then notice Nicky and Milo walking tiredly in a rundown neighborhood. Nicky appears quite nervous.)
Nicky: Maybe we should try elsewhere, we obviously got ourselves in a bad part of town.
Milo: I'd say the worst; we're in the zombie district.
(We cut to a shot of a dozen zombies shuffling around and going about their business. Eerie moans escape from their mouths.)
Nicky: Are you sure?
Milo (mad) : Of course I'm sure you silly twit! Look at all of the zombies! (He points to the undead populace.)
Nicky (mad as well) : Don't you insult me! They have zombies in Chinatown, too! (she sighs) Look we're obviously a bit stressed from this whole robot thing, lets ask if its been seen.
(They enter a convenience store, the clerk sways behind the register. One of its cheeks is torn away to reveal broken teeth and a rotted tongue. Flies buzz around its head.)
Nicky: Um hello, can you tell us if you've seen a robot lately?
Zombie Clerk: I seen alotta robots.
Nicky: Well, this one is quite big and he was probably crying.
Zombie Clerk: They all look the same ta me. (Drool pours out of the torn hole where his cheek was.)
Nicky: Fine! Thanks for being absolutely no help to me! Let's go Milo.
Milo: Just a sec, I wanna buy some of these Cerebral Chews and an ice cream skullcap.
(Milo puts his stuff on the counter. Nicky sighs.)
Zombie Clerk: That'll be three and a half brains please, or five Canadian brains.
(An angry roar from multiple zombies is heard outside. Nicky and Milo run out to investigate. We see a half dozen zombies giving slow chase to someone on a skateboard. We see that this person is Moose.)
Moose: You won't get me you undead monstrosities!
(Moose sees Nicky and Milo and slows down to meet them.)
Moose: Hey, what are you guys doing in the zombie district?
Milo: We're trying to find a robot Nicky unknowingly let loose on the town, her dad says something bad will happen if its not found.
Nicky: We haven't found anything, who knows what chaos that thing could be causing.
Moose: Did you check the robot bar?
Nicky: Robot bar?
Moose: Yeah, just turn left over there and walk a block. You can't miss it.
(The zombies get closer to Moose despite their slowness. Moose quickly skates off.)
Moose (off camera) : See ya. Hope you find it.
(We then go to Nicky and Milo approaching the robot bar, The Sassy Bolt, Nicky frowns.)
Nicky: I never heard of a robot bar opening in Hazelnut.
Milo: We may as well check it out.
(They enter the bar. It is quite empty, with only the robot bartender, a robotic dinosaur playing solitaire - and a humanoid type robot sobbing away with a drink. Milo points at it.)
Milo: Hey look! Is that it Nicky?
Nicky: It is! And he's still crying, what a wimpy robot. (She walks toward a payphone) I'm calling my dad.
(We cut to Nicky's home, the phone rings and her dad answers it.)
Nicky's Dad: Hello?
Nicky (on phone) : Dad! I found the robot. What should I do?
Nicky's Dad: Robot? Oh, uh, right, according to my research you have to, um, (he thinks hard) with a chunk of glass.
(Nicky grabs a stack of beer mugs and tosses them at the sniveling robot. They shatter on him, the robot seems not to notice. He continues to cry; taking a sip from his drink. Nicky returns to the phone.)
Nicky: I did just that but nothing happened! What now?
Nicky's Dad (phone) : Hmm, well, is he doing anything violent?
Nicky: No, he's just crying into his drink.
Nicky's Dad (phone): Oh is that all? Well, you might as well leave him be honey, if he's not doing anything bad what's the point in trying to dismantle him?
Nicky: What?! After you having Milo and I run around the whole town engaging in stupid moment after stupid moment? You made it seem like he was the most evil thing in the world!
Milo: Nicky, look!
(Nicky and Milo watch two more robots approach the crying robot, they "talk" to him in various beeping. Giving a sympathetic pat on the back, the robot stops crying and gets up with the other two. One of them points toward the door, the three leave the bar in a babble of clicks and beeps.)
Nicky (still on phone + mad) : I hope you'll be prepared to have a sullen youth for a daughter dad, thanks for encouraging it.
(She hangs up the phone, Nicky and Milo follow the robot trio. They see them get into a car. They drive away beeping happily.)
Milo: Hmm, it looked like he was just lonely, who knows how long he was separated from others like him.
Nicky (angry) : Crying robots, milk drinking robots, zombies, robot bars, lonely robots, incompetent fathers, this has got to be one of the stupidest days I've ever witnessed.
Milo: P.A's gonna have a fit, she'll probably try to guilt us into reminding us how we didn't take her along for the whole robot thing.
Nicky (sighs) : Yeah, I can just see it. Let's go home Milo, I already wanna forget this day ever happened.
Milo: Hmm, well, maybe P.A doesn't have to know everything about today.
Nicky: Or anything.
(Nicky and Milo walk away, we then fade to the car carrying the three robots. "Nicky's" robot puts out his hand and a hole opens up in its palm, he then pulls out a vile marked DEATH TO HUMANS VIRUS HA HA HA. The robots engage in uncontrollable ticks - the laughter of robots. They hi-five each other and screech their tires and speed away toward some traffic.)
Pepper Ann: I'm telling you Nicky, I wish I never seen that Ring movie. I had to beg Moose to hold me until I fell asleep, it was that scary.
Milo: I hid in the dryer for the weekend after seeing that disturbing bit of chaos.
Pepper Ann: I thought you smelled fresh.
Nicky: Well Stuart promised me we would watch it in the daytime so hopefully it won't be too traumatizing for me.
Milo: You can still get out of it Nicky, you and Stuart should try that new robot battle at Vidiots. Dismantling your opponent's creation is a sweet victory to taste, it's kind of a short game but it was the best hour of my life.
Nicky (skeptical) : Your best hour?
Milo: Well...
(We flashback to Milo standing with a little boy, a turtle in his little hands. He hands it to Milo, who is fidgeting with happiness.)
Little Boy: Well, I guess you can play with him, but only for an hour okay?
(Milo smiles and squirms with glee. We return to the classroom.)
Milo: Well, maybe not the best best hour.
(We cut to outside the window of the classroom, Pink Eye Pete is sitting under it. He glances at the camera.)
Pink Eye Pete: Many say technology is a great gift to us from our intelligent comrades, with new medicines to heal the sick, hipper ways to communicate with society and to entertain the meek minds our society pumps out like sewage. Indeed there have been many times technology has failed us than aided our ways of living. With miscalculations and malfunctions technology may unknowingly execute not only our minds but our very lives as well.
Principal Hickey (off camera) : Peter Ogilve! This is the fourth time I've caught you cutting class! You get yourself back in that building and embrace some education!
Pink Eye Pete (getting up) : See how two kids will witness the first step humanity has taken to annihilate their race with a new form of science to perform menial tasks, birthing yet another technology to us. (The background darkens) And like many attempts at new technologies; this one undoubtedly fails.
(Pink Eye Pete then takes off running. Hickey pursues him.)
Principal Hickey: You get back here you player of hooky!
(We fade to a shed crammed full of massive boxes. ENTER THE BOT appears in metal letters briefly before fading away. We see Nicky come from behind one of the boxes. She frowns at them all.)
Nicky (mumbling) : Stupid boxes. Stupid parents.
(She sees a crowbar on the floor.)
Nicky (mad) : I should just pry all these boxes open in an angry act of angst ridden adolescence.
(She reaches down to seize the crowbar and attempts to open one of the large boxes.)
Nicky (bitter) : What kind of chore is this for a small, talented girl like myself? They think I can really move all this stuff myself by the end of the day? I oughta sick children's services on them. I mean, really, do they think I inject horse steroids every day? Ya sure, that's how I got real strong dad, I inject a full syringe of horse steroids each day, you child slaving spawn of he...
(She opens the box to reveal a large robot. It has quite a human appearance except for a head in the shape of rectangular digital alarm clock. Nicky gives a gasp.)
Nicky (amazed): Oh wow, its a robot! This is amazing!
(Nicky gazes at it with admiration.)
Nicky: Robots are starting to make a comeback in the world of science, who knew there would be one in my own shed. I wonder if he is able to function.
(The robot's eyes light up in a green glow in response to Nicky's curiosity. It straightens up, breaking the box it was incased in.)
Nicky (awed) : Oh my! I guess so, (an idea strikes her) hey, do you think you could move these boxes outside, please?
(The towering robot gives a quick nod, he steps from his broken box and approaches another huge box and hoists it with ease and departs.)
Nicky: Ha! That'll put a stupor in my cruel dad. Now I have extra time to compose my sonata.
(She leaves the shed and happily marches away. A loud crash is heard, Nicky startles at the noise and looks ahead to see the huge box on its side, splintering, the robot is on its knees with its hands to its face. Nicky frowns.)
Nicky: Hey, what's with the carelessness Mr. Robot?
(On closer inspection we see that the robot is crying. It sobs softly. Nicky gives a bewildered stare.)
Nicky: Y..You're crying? A huge, powerful automaton crying (she begins to snicker) like a little lost child? (Nicky finds this quite funny and gets into a fit of laughter.) I'm sorry but that just seems so funny!
(As Nicky laughs the robot gives a sad stare at her, it then runs away still in tears. Nicky's father pops up and gives a wave.)
Nicky's Dad: Hey Princess, I thought you knew your old man was just pulling your leg, you don't need to lift a finger for...
(Nicky's Dad notices the robot running away, its fading sobs still heard. Nicky's dad gets a horrified look on his face, he runs to his daughter.)
Nicky's Dad (frightened) : Nicky! Why did you activate him? If that thing gets into the town who knows what it could do! Try to go after him, I need to think of a way to disable it! Hurry Princess! Hurry!
Nicky: Wait just a minute dad! What could a crying robot do that's so dangerous?
Nicky's Dad: There's no time to explain! Go Nicky! Before its too late!
(Nicky rolls her eyes and starts out after the robot.)
Nicky's Dad (somber) : May God have mercy on us all.
(We then go to a new scene: Nicky has explained her story to Milo.)
Milo: So you want me to help you find it?
Nicky: I really could use some help if that would be alright, it seems that something really bad will happen if I don't find it.
(We then see P.A chasing Crash, Moose's friend, with a large cardboard sword. It appears that Nicky and Milo are in P.A's front yard.)
Pepper Ann: You can't escape me you nasty mortal!
Milo (gesturing to P.A) : Should we bring her?
Nicky: Mmmm, nah.
(Nicky and Milo walk away from P.A's "game". Nicky sighs.)
Nicky: It embarrasses me to say this, but I haven't seen any sign of it since it ran away from my shed. It could be anywhere.
Milo: Well maybe to catch a robot, we need to think like a robot. It doesn't hurt to try.
(Milo and Nicky close their eyes in deep thought. Concentration riddled on their faces. There thoughts are heard aloud.)
Milo's thoughts: Gears.
Nicky's thoughts: Circuits.
Milo's thoughts: Shiny metal.
Nicky's thoughts: Cogs.
(Simultaneously, they open their eyes, annoyed disappointment on their faces.)
Milo: Gears and shiny things aren't being helpful. I say we go see the wiseman!
Nicky: The wiseman?
Milo: The wiseman of Hazelnut, you must have heard of him.
Nicky: No.
Milo: You have never realised true knowledge then, Nicky Little.
(We cut to the friends in a park who approach an old man on a bench. He gives a small cough before speaking.)
Wiseman: So you've come to ask advice of me, but first you need to answer my questions three.
Milo: Three questions, okay I believe we can do that, tell us the first wiseman.
Wiseman: The first is this: What is an eight letter word that means shrewd?
Nicky: Ahh..guileful?
(The wiseman takes a paper and pencil out and writes something.)
Nicky: Well? Is it right? What's the next question?
Wiseman: Hold on now, just a minute, I'll tell you when I need another one.
(We see that the Wiseman is playing a crossword puzzle. Milo gives a confused look.)
Milo (?) : Umm...
(Nicky angrily grabs the old man's shirt.)
Nicky: We're not here to solve your crossword you withered old fogey!
Wiseman (scared) : Alright, alright I'll ask you the true three questions! I will!
Milo (disappointed) : Are you really a wiseman?
Wiseman: The questions are: What does it look like? Where did you lose it? Name a five letter country starting with Z.
(Nicky pushes the old man off of the bench. She storms away with Milo.)
Nicky: What a fraud. Trying to pass himself as a wiseman when he can't even do a crossword.
Milo: Actually I just assumed he was wise. He sure was old at least.
(Nicky frowns at Milo, who gives a nervous smile, she sighs and turns her head to a proper looking man in Victorian style clothes.)
Nicky: What do you think I should do Mr. Dickens?
Charles Dickens: Don't ask me now my dear, I'm dead. Alive only in your imagination.
(Suddenly multiple numbers swarm around Nicky's head.)
Numbers: But anything can happen in imagination land! Even imaginary numbers!
Nicky (mad): Are you making fun of me? Stop that!
(Milo gives Nicky a quick shake.)
Milo: Hey Nicky, you okay?
Nicky: Huh? Oh yeah, I'm fine Milo.
Milo (eager) : Hey! I just got an idea!
(Milo runs off, after a short time he comes back with a jug of milk and a saucer. He pours some into the saucer.)
Milo: All we've got to do is put out a saucer of milk and wait for it to come to us!
(Milo grabs Nicky's arm and they hide behind a building. Their heads peek out to get a view of the milk.)
Nicky (skeptical) : Ah Milo, I don't think this will work.
Milo: Of course it will.
Nicky: I don't believe robots drink..
Milo: Shhh! Here comes something!
(We then go to the milk which is approached by an unusual looking robot with spindly arms and legs and a round head. It drops to its hands and knees and begins to lap up the milk with a silver tongue. Nicky gapes at the scene.)
Milo (pleased) : Alright, it worked! Is that the one?
Nicky (mad) : No!
(She runs at the robot, who picks up the remaining milk and runs away. Nicky snarls and stops running.)
Nicky (yelling) : You're a robot! Robots don't drink milk!
Milo: Don't worry Nicky, I can go pick up some more milk, maybe then we'll get the one you are after.
Nicky (tiredly) : I think we should just look on our own for now Milo.
(The duo begins to talk to various people around the town, many have not seen the robot as they shrug or shake their heads. They go to the mall, the arcade, the retirement home, still no luck. They peer under cars and into a scrap yard and have yet to find the elusive robot. We then notice Nicky and Milo walking tiredly in a rundown neighborhood. Nicky appears quite nervous.)
Nicky: Maybe we should try elsewhere, we obviously got ourselves in a bad part of town.
Milo: I'd say the worst; we're in the zombie district.
(We cut to a shot of a dozen zombies shuffling around and going about their business. Eerie moans escape from their mouths.)
Nicky: Are you sure?
Milo (mad) : Of course I'm sure you silly twit! Look at all of the zombies! (He points to the undead populace.)
Nicky (mad as well) : Don't you insult me! They have zombies in Chinatown, too! (she sighs) Look we're obviously a bit stressed from this whole robot thing, lets ask if its been seen.
(They enter a convenience store, the clerk sways behind the register. One of its cheeks is torn away to reveal broken teeth and a rotted tongue. Flies buzz around its head.)
Nicky: Um hello, can you tell us if you've seen a robot lately?
Zombie Clerk: I seen alotta robots.
Nicky: Well, this one is quite big and he was probably crying.
Zombie Clerk: They all look the same ta me. (Drool pours out of the torn hole where his cheek was.)
Nicky: Fine! Thanks for being absolutely no help to me! Let's go Milo.
Milo: Just a sec, I wanna buy some of these Cerebral Chews and an ice cream skullcap.
(Milo puts his stuff on the counter. Nicky sighs.)
Zombie Clerk: That'll be three and a half brains please, or five Canadian brains.
(An angry roar from multiple zombies is heard outside. Nicky and Milo run out to investigate. We see a half dozen zombies giving slow chase to someone on a skateboard. We see that this person is Moose.)
Moose: You won't get me you undead monstrosities!
(Moose sees Nicky and Milo and slows down to meet them.)
Moose: Hey, what are you guys doing in the zombie district?
Milo: We're trying to find a robot Nicky unknowingly let loose on the town, her dad says something bad will happen if its not found.
Nicky: We haven't found anything, who knows what chaos that thing could be causing.
Moose: Did you check the robot bar?
Nicky: Robot bar?
Moose: Yeah, just turn left over there and walk a block. You can't miss it.
(The zombies get closer to Moose despite their slowness. Moose quickly skates off.)
Moose (off camera) : See ya. Hope you find it.
(We then go to Nicky and Milo approaching the robot bar, The Sassy Bolt, Nicky frowns.)
Nicky: I never heard of a robot bar opening in Hazelnut.
Milo: We may as well check it out.
(They enter the bar. It is quite empty, with only the robot bartender, a robotic dinosaur playing solitaire - and a humanoid type robot sobbing away with a drink. Milo points at it.)
Milo: Hey look! Is that it Nicky?
Nicky: It is! And he's still crying, what a wimpy robot. (She walks toward a payphone) I'm calling my dad.
(We cut to Nicky's home, the phone rings and her dad answers it.)
Nicky's Dad: Hello?
Nicky (on phone) : Dad! I found the robot. What should I do?
Nicky's Dad: Robot? Oh, uh, right, according to my research you have to, um, (he thinks hard) with a chunk of glass.
(Nicky grabs a stack of beer mugs and tosses them at the sniveling robot. They shatter on him, the robot seems not to notice. He continues to cry; taking a sip from his drink. Nicky returns to the phone.)
Nicky: I did just that but nothing happened! What now?
Nicky's Dad (phone) : Hmm, well, is he doing anything violent?
Nicky: No, he's just crying into his drink.
Nicky's Dad (phone): Oh is that all? Well, you might as well leave him be honey, if he's not doing anything bad what's the point in trying to dismantle him?
Nicky: What?! After you having Milo and I run around the whole town engaging in stupid moment after stupid moment? You made it seem like he was the most evil thing in the world!
Milo: Nicky, look!
(Nicky and Milo watch two more robots approach the crying robot, they "talk" to him in various beeping. Giving a sympathetic pat on the back, the robot stops crying and gets up with the other two. One of them points toward the door, the three leave the bar in a babble of clicks and beeps.)
Nicky (still on phone + mad) : I hope you'll be prepared to have a sullen youth for a daughter dad, thanks for encouraging it.
(She hangs up the phone, Nicky and Milo follow the robot trio. They see them get into a car. They drive away beeping happily.)
Milo: Hmm, it looked like he was just lonely, who knows how long he was separated from others like him.
Nicky (angry) : Crying robots, milk drinking robots, zombies, robot bars, lonely robots, incompetent fathers, this has got to be one of the stupidest days I've ever witnessed.
Milo: P.A's gonna have a fit, she'll probably try to guilt us into reminding us how we didn't take her along for the whole robot thing.
Nicky (sighs) : Yeah, I can just see it. Let's go home Milo, I already wanna forget this day ever happened.
Milo: Hmm, well, maybe P.A doesn't have to know everything about today.
Nicky: Or anything.
(Nicky and Milo walk away, we then fade to the car carrying the three robots. "Nicky's" robot puts out his hand and a hole opens up in its palm, he then pulls out a vile marked DEATH TO HUMANS VIRUS HA HA HA. The robots engage in uncontrollable ticks - the laughter of robots. They hi-five each other and screech their tires and speed away toward some traffic.)