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| - Mordecai: I think it's broken, dude. Rigby: Here, try this. Skips: Hey, something need to be fixed in here? Mordecai: Skips, come help us. Rigby: Yeah, Skips can fix anything. Skips: What's broken? Rigby: So we created this project in E-designer plus, right? Mordecai: Then we tried printing it, but it gave error 219. Skips: Uh huh. Rigby: We doubled checked and the driver is definitely installed. Mordecai: So you can fix it? Skips: (unsure) Sure. [taps a key with a hammer] Skips: [gasps and roars as he prepares to smash the computer] We gotta destroy this! Mordecai: No! Stop! (M&R grunt and try to stop him) Rigby: Skips, it's just a computer! Mordecai: Put it down, dude! Skips: Fellas, I've been around the block a few times. There's something evil in that computer, we gotta smash it. Rigby: Please, stop! Mordecai: You don't know how to fix this, do you? Skips: What!? Rigby: [points at Skips] Woah, you totally don't know how to fix this, do you? Rigby: Ow! Mordecai: Skips, it's okay. You don't have to know how to fix everything! Don't worry, we'll take care of it. Skips: [skips to the door and pauses] I can fix anything, you know. Mordecai: Yeah, Skips, we know. Rigby: Dude, I thought Skips could fix everything. Mordecai: Well, yeah, but not computers. Come on, let's figure this out ourselves. Skips: Mordecai, Rigby! I figured out how to fix error 219. [skips up to computer and presses a button] Mordecai: Skips, what are you doing!? Skips: I was just trying to fix your error 219! Rigby: [groans] But it's not a 219 anymore! Mordecai: Yeah, while you were gone, we messed it up and now it's an error 220! Rigby: [groans] Dude, it's even worse now! Mordecai: Look, Skips, it's fine. We called someone to come fix it. Skips: You what? Look guys, I can do this. I just need more time. When is this guy supposed to get here? Mordecai: In an hour. Skips: Okay, look, I can take care of this. If he gets here before me, stall him. Mordecai: Why? Skips: Just do it! Rigby: Geez! Mordecai: Okay, okay! Rigby: Man, what's Skips' problem? Rigby: I don't know. I think he needs to realize there's some things he just can't fix. Skips: I need to know how to fix an error 220. Employee 1: Guh, we don't know. Employee 2: Yeah, look it up on the internet. Skips: I don't know how to use the internet. Employee 1: Okay, first, open the internet. Skips: Uh, which one's the internet? Employee 1: Guh, open the internet! [points at screen] Just use the mouse and click the internet button. Skips: Uh......... [moves mouse aimlessly] Employee 1: [points at screen again] Look, see those? They're called programs! (bangs on the screen) Now click the internet to open the internet! Skips: Uh......... [clicks aimlessly] Employee 1: No, what are you doing!? You can't just open a ton of programs at once, it just makes the computer go really slow. Employee 2: Yeah, don't you know? Employee 1: Guh! You're worse than my parents asking me computer questions over the phone! I'm taking a break. Employee 2: Yeah, me too. Employee 1: Hey, Techmo, help this guy with his computer problem, we're taking our break. Techmo: Skips! Skips: Techmo. Do I know you? Techmo: Oh, you probably don't recognize me. My name used to be Sampson. Remember, you fixed my arm back in 1783? Skips: (lights up) Oh yeah! How's the old arm holding up? Techmo: Oh, uh, I traded it in for an upgrade a few years back. [hand rotates] Pretty cool, huh? So, what brings you here? Skips: I'm trying to figure out how to fix an error 220. Techmo: Pfft, easy. Just hold the power button, wait five seconds and press print. Got that? Skips: [silent] Power button? Techmo: Oh boy. [arm sounds] You know what, Skips? I get that you're more of a hands on learner. How 'bout you join me at a house call? See me fix one for real? Skips: Okay? Techmo: Let's do this. Techmo: Wanna hear my band? [puts casette tape in] Skips: [groans] Oh, great, your house call's in this house? Techmo: [walks towards house] Remember when you fixed my arm here? Hard to believe it used to be a battle field, huh? Mordecai: You're making it worse! Rigby: Stop pressing things! Techmo: What did you guys do!? Mordecai: Techmo! Come quick! Rigby: Hurry! Skips: [walks in] Whoa. Mordecai: Oh, uh, hey Skips. Skips: Thanks for stalling him. Techmo: [sits down] Okay, dudes, brief me. Rigby: It still won't print our file. Mordecai: The monitor just started flashing. Rigby: [gives Techmo paper] And about twenty minutes ago, these started coming out of the printer. Techmo: A threatening haiku? This is mad. Don't worry, dudes. [pulls out keyboard and plugs in] Elevate keyboard! [second keyboard appears] Mordecai and Rigby: Whoa! Skips: What the- Techmo: [cracks knuckles] Error 220, let's dance. Techmo: [groans in frustration] Elevate keyboard! [third keyboard appears] [Montage continues with Techmo tapping at holograms. Techmo fixes the error, but finds out he was tricked] Skips: Can somebody fill me in on what's happening!? Are we still just trying to print something!? Techmo: This is the worst error 220 I've ever seen. I've got no choice - I'm jacking in. [connects himself to the computer] Skips: Are you sure we just can't smash it? Mordecai: Skips! Just let him do his thing! Skips: Alright. Techmo: [plugs wire into his head] I'm in! Techmo: I see it! [runs towards error 220 and unsheaths sword] Error 220! Prepare to be pwned! Techmo: What!? Techmo: Error 220!? Doom Ma Geddon: No, technomancer. It was I, the Doom Ma Geddom virus all along! Thanks to you, we will now be able to digitize the external world! Techmo: Wait, we!? Doom Ma Geddon: Yes. Prepare to be assimilated! [wires begin to move] Resistance is dumb! [wires trap Techmo] Techmo: Noooo! Techmo: Skips! Remember how I told you never to smash a computer? I was wrong! [collapses] [Cut to black. Techmo rises again possessed by Doom Ma Geddon] Doom Ma Geddon: Thank you for releasing the Doom Ma Geddon virus. Goodbye. [shoots wires out, each wire digitizing anything it touches] Skips: I knew that computer was evil! We've gotta destroy it before it's too late. Mordecai: Don't worry, Skips, we got this! Skips: Techmo, no! Doom Ma Geddon: There is no more Techmo, only Doom Ma Geddon. [sends giant cursor flying towards Skips] Now die! Mordecai: He's just too fast. Skips: Too fast? Rigby: What are gonna do? Skips: On the count of three, you guys make a break for the keyboard and keep opening programs, as many as you can. Mordecai: Okay, got it. Rigby: What're you gonna do? Skips: Me? [picks up sledgehammer] I'm gonna fix this. Okay, one, two three! [runs to Doom Ma Geddon] Doom Ma Geddon: A sledgehammer? Really? An analogue relic in a digital world. [pushes Skips] Ironic, really, that a dinosaur like you will be the first thing to be digitized. Goodbye. [laughs] Doom Ma Geddon: What did you do!? Skips: Don't you know? If you open a bunch of programs, you'll slow down. [does a javelin throw with the sledgehammer] Doom Ma Geddon: No, no no! Techmo: [rises] Wow. Skips, I gotta say, I've know some great technomancers in my day, but none of them have defeated Doom Ma Geddon! If I had the authority, I'd make you an honorary technomancer. Skips: Thanks, Techmo. Techmo: [arm alarm sounds] Well, duty calls. [teleports away] Skips: [gasps] No! [charges towards printer] Mordecai: [stops Skips] Skips, wait! This is what we were trying to print all along! [hands paper to Skips] Skips: Huh? [reads paper out loud] 'Thanks Skips for all your help around the park. We all really appreciate you, Mordo and Rigs.' Aww, thanks fellas. Mordecai: Aww man. Benson's gonna kill us when he sees all this broken stuff. Rigby: Maybe if we bury everything in the yard he'll never know! Skips: You guys just leave it to me. Mordecai and Rigby: Thanks, Skips.
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