By wallaceb Ron: Come on! Come on! Come on! Ugh! Could this line move any slower? Kim: Relax, Ron, we'll make it. Ron: Doubtful, KP. There are snacks to buy, seats to pick, it's a multifaceted operation. I just hope we're not dealing with Lamar. Rufus: Lamar! Monique: Who's Lamar? Kim: The guy in the ticket booth. He's fine. Ron: Except for his freakishly moist hands. Rufus: Ew! Monique: Gross! Ron: Gross and slow, a potent combination. Pick up the pace, Lamar! Oh! That is very much not Lamar. Zita: Can help you? Ron: Er... Zita: I'm sorry, could you speak up? Ron: Me is ticket. Er... Monique: Mr. Smooth makes his move. Ron: Kim, truth, I totally choked, didn't I? Kim: I wouldn't call it choking... exactly. Monique: More like a slight case of...um?. Ron: What kind of chance do I have a girl like that anyway? Kim: Honest opinion or best-friend fudge? Monique: Fudge it, girl! Kim: It doesn't hurt to ask. Ron: You know, don't play me, Kim. There are rules about these kind of things. Kim: Rules? Ron: You know, "the rules". Kim: And, exactly where do you find these "rules"? Ron: They're unwritten. Monique: Oh, like, "Don't call a guy the same day you get his phone number." Ron: That's one. And "I don't stand a chance with that girl." Yes that's another. Kim: Ron! Are you going to live in fear because some rules that exist only in your head? Ron: Yeah! Rufus: Uh-huh, uh-huh. Kim: Wade, what's the sitch? Wade: You've got an urgent message from your dad. Kim: Dad? What about? Wade: Trouble at the space centre. Mr. Dr P: Easy now. Steady. Kim: Hey, Dad! Mr. Dr P: Oh, Kimmie, Ronald. Ron: Hey, Dr. P! What's the new toy? Mr. Dr P: Not a toy, Ronald, the most powerful electromagnet in North America. Full spectrum, synchrotronic flux-dense. Isn't it cool? Ron: Maybe science has gone too far. Kim: So, Dad, what's up? Mr. Dr P: Shhh! Top secret. Computer: Place palm on biometric scanner. Confirmed. Mr. Dr P: We've been working on a robotics surfaces explore for an unmanned Jupiter mission. Ron: What Jupiter mission? Kim: The top secret one. Mr. Dr P: How did you know? Kim: Lucky guess. Computer: Retina scan. Confirmed. Retina scan. Who are you? Mr. Dr P: Because it'll be too far away for real-time communication, we need a robot that can think itself. Kim: Artificial intelligence? Mr. Dr P: Are you sure you haven't been briefed on this? Kim: I'll stop. Computer: Prepare for full-body scan. Ron: Ooh! Mr. Dr P: We've got a robotics whiz working on a thinking prototype. The prototype that was stolen last night. Huh? Ron: Boo-yah! Kim: How could an outsider break in here? Finn: Good question. Be right down. Mr. Dr P: Ah, Kimmie, this is doctor... Finn: Agh! Agh! Agh! Agh! Please, call me Finn. Nice to meet you, Kim. Kim: Same here, Doctor... Finn: Agh!.. Kim: Finn. Finn: AghhHHH! AghhHHH! AghhHHH! I'm OK. Ron: I know how it is; I'm terrible with machines, too. Finn: What do you mean by that? I'm a robotics expert. Mr. Dr P: Speaking of which, Kimmie is going to help recover the project. Finn: Quietly, please. Mr. Dr P: If the theft gets out, it doesn?t' look good for the space centre. Ron: Ahh! Looking clue-ish. Kim: Wade, I'm scanning something that looks like... Wade: Hair. Human, blonde, female. Ron: Who is this? Finn: Vivien, my ex-lab partner. Kim: Why ex? Finn: She couldn't keep up. I had to let her go. Mr. Dr P: Didn't I hear that she quit? Finn: Trust me. She was pushed. Kim: Maybe she holds a grudge. Ron: Girls are big on grudges. Kim: Says who? Ron: The rules. Kim: Finn, do you know where we can find Vivien? Finn: Last I heard, she was spending all her time at the robot rumble. Kim: What is a robot rumble? Larry: The robot rumble is a community. A gathering where enthusiasts exchange information and test their robots competitive capabilities. It's for members only. Kim: So, a bunch of tech-geeks gets together to watch robots fight? Larry: It's glorious! Ron: Bon-diggity, sounds like the factory revolt in Beyond Omega VII. Rufus: Ooh, yeah! Larry: It's all that and more, my friends. Rufus: Agh! Larry: Tread lightly with Vivien. Her boyfriend, Albert, founded the rumble. He's wild, man! Ron: Blonde with wild man... so by the rules! Kim: Ron, enough rules! Computer: Member identification. Larry: Imperial Senator Burnaliss. My code name. Kim: Hmmm! Computer: Identification confirmed. Larry: Now, stay close and don't embarrass me. Kim: Thanks for getting us in, Larry. Larry: That's what cousins are for, cousin. Ron: Radical! Vivien: Whoo! Buzz Saw! Go, go, Buzz Saw! Kim: Vivien? My name is Kim Possible. Vivien: Oh, there was a Dr. Possible at the space centre. Kim: My dad. Vivien: He's nice. Kim: Yeah. He asked me to help Finn. Vivien: Not nice. I don't wanna help Finn. Oliver! Ron: That's her boyfriend? How against-the-rules is that? Oliver: Are you here to talk... or are you prepared to rumble? Ron: Don't hurt me, Robot. Vivien: Don't cry, he's challenging your robot. Ron: I knew that! I wasn't crying. Vivien: Whimpering. Ron: Well put. Larry: Nice bot, Oliver! What are you runnin'? Oliver: 4.2 zig MPU, for maximum self-preservation and the custom inclinometer. What have you got? Kim: Could you excuse me for a sec? Kim: Wade! We're at the robot rumble... place. Wade: Lucky you! Kim: So not. I don't have a robot with me. Wade: That's where you're wrong. Larry: I asked you not to embarrass me, cuz. I'm gonna be banned for the club for life. Ron: Larry, you're forgetting that your cousin is The Kim Possible. We could run right now. Kim: If we wanna find Finn's robot, we have to staying... rumble! Ron: Run. Kim: Rumble. Computer: Begin. . Kim: Come on, Wade! Ron: Boo-ee-yah! The robot is learning as it goes. Kim: Artificial intelligence. Wade: It's not responding. I can't... Kim: Your robot thinks for itself. Where did you get it? Vivien: Not at the space centre if that's what you're insinuating, Miss Possible. Oliver: You're calling Vivien a thief? Nobody insults my Vivien! Goodbye. Crowd: Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out! Ron: One question. How do you explain being with a guy like Nerd- Dexter. It totally breaks the rules. Hey! Kim: Gee, Ron, maybe it's cos THERE ARE NO RULES! Ron: Hi, one for Teen Town Trauma... Annie. Zita: My name's not Annie. They don't have my tag ready yet. Enjoy the show. Ron: Hey! You are right, bud. I can do this. There are no rules to stop me. Change my mind. Thought I'd catch Meat And Cute instead. By the way, what is your name? Zita: Zita. Enjoy the show. Ron: Agh! Ron: Zita, it's a nice name? Guy: You gonna buy a ticket or what? Ron: My Little Puppy II, Puppies Pride. Zita: Have you bought a ticket for, like, every movie? Ron: Kinda. Zita: Enjoy the show. Ron: It's no use, Rufus. Kim's wrong, the rules rule. Rufus: Ho! Ron: Look, you seem really nice. I know that I'm just a guy like me, but I can be OK It'd be cool if I could get to know you better, maybe.... Zita: Sorry, mike wasn't on. Finn: Hello, what news, Kim? Go ahead. I've just have a few adjustments to make. Kim: His name's Oliver. He was with Vivien at the robot rumble. Finn: I've never seen him before, but that's my robot. They stole it. Kim: Go, Wade. Wade: Kim, I checked every robotics lab database. No history on this Oliver guy. It's like he came out of thin air. Kim: Thanks. Finn: Please get my robot back, Kim. We're running out of time. Ow! I'm OK. Boy: Agh! Girl: Oh! Boy: Sorry. Girl: I'm so sorry. Boy: My bad, sorry. Girl: No, it's... Boy: I thought I'd never see you again. Girl: Same here. Now I spill my decaf au lait all over you. Boy: Decaf au lait... That's what I drink. Ron: Oh! This doesn't happen. Boy: I feel like I've known you all my life. Girl: That's exactly what I was going to say that. Ron: Hmmm... Rufus: Awww! Awww! Boy: I can't take my eyes off you. Girl: You'll never have to. Ron: Awwww! Wade: Ron. Ron: Wade?! Boy: Hey, get off the screen! Girl: We wanna see the movie. Ron: Oh come on, life isn't anything like that! Boy: What do you know about life? Wade: Ron, Kim is waiting for you outside the theatre. Girl#2: She is? That is so sweet! Wade: She needs you. Both: Awww! Boy#2: Hurry, dude! Girl#2: Kim's waiting for you! Kim: What did you do, buy ticket to every movie? Ron: No, that would be stupid. So what's the urgency? Kim: Gotta go back to the robot club. Ron: There's not gonna be anybody there now. Kim: What are you doing? Ron: She almost saw us. Kim: Who? Ron: Zita. Kim: So? Ron: See it through her eyes, Kim. You, me... Boy, girl. Kim: Yeah, so? Ron: Seemingly coming out of a date movie together. Kim: You and me... on a date?! Ron: It could happen. I mean, you know, not that we would, you know. But if someone didn't know we were just best friends then, they saw us together at the feel-good film of the year, conclusions may be drawn. Kim: Yeah, ah-huh, Ron, I?m going to say something I?ve never said this to you before. Ron: What? Kim: You're thinking too much! Ron: Ooh! Kim: Come on, Casano-duh! Ron: Unless... If Zita saw us together, it would make me unavailable... unobtainable thus desirable. Kim: Thinking too much! Ron: It's all in the rules, KP. Look it up! Agh! Kim: Wade, we're at the robot club. The door's got a major alarm lock. Wade: Look in your pack. Ron: Acid to melt the lock? Kim: Chapped lips. You want me to comb it open? Wade: Press the handle to activate. The latest of the fiber-optic security-breeching technology. It can penetrate any alarm configuration. Ron: Neat! Kim: Be careful, there might be...traps. Ron: ROBOT ATTACK! Ahhh! Ahhhh! Oh! Rufus: Hee! Computer: Begin. Robot: Attack! Attack! Ron: Agh! Agh! Agh! Kim: Come on, I've got it. Robot: Attack! Ron: Agh! Robot: Attack! Ron: Faster! I think we lost him. Robot: Surprise attack! Ron: Agh! Hey! Robot: Attack! Ron: Aghhh! Kim: Wade! Ron: Got it, KP! Agh! Kim: Oh, Ron! Agh! This is getting so old. Ahhhh! Robot: Retreat! Retreat!" Kim: Self-preservation programming. How did you...? Ron: Well, I analyzed the situation carefully and I... Rufus: Hey! Ron: Wade figured it out. Kim: Come on, let's get this back to Finn. Mr. Dr P: Good work, Kimmie. Thanks to you, the Jupiter project is back on track. Kim: Hmmm? Oh, yeah, great. Mr. Dr P: What's bothering you, hon? Kim: Nothing, it's just that... Jim: Stop, come back. Mr. Dr P: What is this? Tim: We built it, Dad. Jim: To take to the robot rumble. Tim: Watch this! Mr. Dr P: Well, you're not going to any rumble... without me. Nice craftsmanship, boys! Kim: What? Oh! Oh! Grrr! Keep it ay from me, you tweebs. Jim: It responds to movement. Tim: So don't move. Kim: Right, look at the way it got that fast-moving chair Jim: Hmmm, weird. Tim: Whoa! Turn it off! Jim: It won't go off! Tim: It's unstoppable!
Both: Cool! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Mr. Dr P: Honestly, you boys are no better with robots than Finn. Kim: What did you say? Mr. Dr P: Well, I don?t mean to talk out of school, but the man's utterly clueless. Sometimes I wonder how he can be such an expert. Kim: That's it, Dad! Go, Wade. Wade: Kim, I did that search you ask for on Finn's scholarly publications. Kim: But there are none. Wade: Right. None. All the recent robotics articles are by Doctor... Kim: Doctor V. F. Porter. Wade: If you knew, why did you have me look it up? Kim: I didn't figure it out till just now. Thanks, Dad. Mr. Dr P: Glad to help. Boys, your mother won't be happy about this one. Ron: I don't get it, KP. If Finn didn't build that robot, who did? Oliver: I constructed that robot and you stole it! Finn: That's a dangerous accusation. Oliver: I'm all about danger. Watch! Vivien: Oliver, calm down! Finn: Hello, Vivien. Vivien: Finn. Finn: Ah! Kim Possible, thank goodness you're here! Call security. Kim: I will and you'll give back the robot you stole. You staged the whole theft to hide the fact you never developed a thinking robot. You're not a good enough scientist. Finn: So, what? I've got the reputation. I've got the robot. You stay away. Kim: We can cut him off! There's nowhere to run, Finn. I'm not running. Finn: You're gonna let me go. I've got the precious robot. Kim: Wait, don't do anything drastic. Looks like your bargaining chip just flew away. Lockdown, Finn. Game over! Ron: So, Oliver, you've sure got it going on with the femininous. What's your secret? Oliver: Erm, I can't really... talk... right... now. Ron: I don't get it, this guy's beyond weird and he still has babe appeal. Oliver: Aghhh! Ron: Ok, I'm confused. Kim: A robot! Ron: Ah-ha! I knew a guy like that had no chance with a girl like that. Wait, OK, I'm still confused. If Oliver's a robot, who built Oliver? Kim: Dr. V. F. Porter. Ron: Who's he? Kim: She is right here... Dr. Vivien Frances Porter, noted robotics authority. Vivien: How did you know? Kim: A little digging. But why the secrecy? Vivien: My colleagues wouldn't take someone who looks like me seriously. Ron: OK. Wait. Time out. Time out. So, you're telling me she looks like that, and is a genius! The rules aren't gonna like this. Finn: Back off or I'll destroy them both! No! Put me down! Mr. Dr P: Kimmie! Is everything alright? Kim: Fine. The robots programmed for self-preservation. Mr. Dr P: You have to walk me through this one, honey. Kim: Long story short. Vivien, genius. Finn, fraud. She built the robots. Mr. Dr P: Well, Doctor, we seem to have a vacancy in our robotics lab. Would you be interested in the job? Ron: This time I will talk to her, Rufus. Rufus: Go! Ron: No need to stress, just be myself Ron: Hi! Lamar: Can I help you? Ron and Rufus: Ahhhhhhh! Lamar! Lamar: What film would you like? Ron: Whatever. Lamar: Enjoy the show. Girl: So, when did you first decide to kiss me? Boy: Before I even saw you. Ron: I was ready to dazzle her. I was so there! Zita: So, where? Popcorn? Ron: Love some. Thanks. Boo-e-yah! Rufus: Yeah! Ron: Ooh! Rufus: Awww!
