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| - Audrey: Wow, Benson! You can really dance. Benson: Ha! I'm just getting warmed up! Mordecai: Whoa! He's getting loose! Rigby: I didn't know he had it in him. Skips: Yeah, Benson finally asked out Audrey on a date, and she said yes. Mordecai: Oh, that explains it. Rigby: We should get him to ask Audrey out more often. Muscle Man: Benson, you're going off! Bow to the party king! Crowd: Benson! Benson! Benson! Benson! Benson! Benson! Skips: (Glances at his watch) Its a quarter-past nine. Benson's never late. Mordecai: Cut him some slack, he was literally partying all night. Muscle Man: Unlike someone I found facedown in the nachos. High Five Ghost: (Embarrassed) Dude! Pops: Guys, come quick! (The guys run inside and see a commercial on T.V. The advertisement is similar to the commercial in Party Pete.) Voice: Is your party just not getting started? Party People: Party Benson! (The words PARTY BENSON appear, along with a robotic-sounding voice that announces his name) Guy: Awesome party, man. Party Benson: (Looking toward the camera) I know. Don't wait! (Number appears on screen) Call Party Starters and ask for Party Benson! Logo Voice: Party Benson! Pops: Oh, my! Skips: Something real strange is going on. We better go check up on him. Mordecai: (Starts knocking on Benson's door) Benson? (Door opens) Huh? Benson? Are you home? Rigby: Benson? Pops: Oh, no! Skips: He's not here! Mordecai: Wait, what's that? Rigby: (Picks something up off the floor) It looks like one of those paper tongue-looking party favors or whatever they're called. Mordecai: (Gasps) Dude! Don't you remember what Benson told us? Benson: Hey, what did I tell you about those paper tongue party favor things or whatever they're called? I hate having those things anywhere near me. If you ever see one in my house, you should probably assume I've been kidnapped or something! Skips: Yeah! (He points at the party favor) Let me see that thing. Skips (continued): Huh. Looks like we should pay these guys a visit. Mordecai: Come on, just let us in! Rigby: We've been at it for half an hour, they're never gonna let us in! Skips: What about those guys? Mordecai: Hey, do you guys work here? Vince: Uh... double duh! Tommy: (He points at Vince) We got the Vince! Vince: (He points back at Tommy) We got the Tommy! Tommy & Vince: We're the best presidents of par-tay! Vince: (To Tommy) Epic dude, epic. (Tommy nods in agreement) Mordecai: We're looking for our friend Benson. Have you seen him? Tommy: (Who crosses his arms) We don't know any Benson. But if you're looking for Party Benson, you'll have to call the hotline like everyone else. Skips: Well can we talk to Party Benson, then? Vince: (Shrugs) Yeah, can't help you gramps. We don't know you. Tommy: Now step aside. Our 24/7 partying requires sush fuel. Pops: (Who is confused) Sush? Vince: (Pinches the bridge of his nose) Sushi, the chinese food! (Throws his head back in disgust) Augh! Tommy: We're done with you harshmellows. Now go back to the park before we kick you out ourselves! Skips: (Points at Tommy accusingly) Wait. How'd you know we're from the park? Vince: (Crosses his arms) Remove these dudes from the premises! Muscle Man: Augh, those guys were such jerks! Mordecai: Yeah, something weird is going on. Muscle Man: Yeah, Benson wouldn't abandon the park. Not even to keep the party going! (Quickly puts his hands up in defense) Which, I'll admit, is a respectable life choice. Mordecai: (Who is deep in thought) There's gotta be a way to reach Benson! Rigby: (Throws his hands up) Uh, hello! The lame-os in the suits told us what to do. Rigby: Hello, Party Starters? Yeah, it's an emergency. I'm a helpless loser with no friends and I can't get the party started. My name? (Smirks) Mordecai. Rigby (continued): Huh? No, I'm fine. I uh... fell down the stairs. Anyway, I'll need your hardiest partyer. Yeah, Party Benson; that's the one! Fifty bucks? Sure, send him over! Rigby (continued): Hmm, hmm. (Quickly loses his cocky attitude) Anybody got fifty bucks? Party Benson: (Holds his hand out) You got the fifty dollars? Mordecai: Benson! There you are! Pops: (Clasps his hands together) Oh, thank goodness! Party Benson: Alright, let's get this party started! Skips: Alright, enough! Benson, this isn't you. Party Benson: Of course it's me! Party Benson, just like you ordered. Muscle Man: Don't you know us, bro? Party Benson: (Puts his arms up) All I know is... it's party time! Skips: Snap out of it! Party Girl 1: Hey! Hands off, man! Mordecai: (Puts a hand to his forehead) Augh. This is hopeless! Just let him go; the party's over. Party Benson: Did you say the party's over? Then my job here is done. Mordecai: Benson? (Coughs) Benson! Pops: (Horrified) Oh, no! Benson blew up! (He begins to wail like a frightened child) Skips: Pops, there's gotta be an explanation! Rigby: What is this? Confetti? Mordecai: Wait, where are the Party Girls? Rigby: There they are! Mordecai: We gotta follow 'em. Rigby: So many party options! Skips: There's some kind of elevator up ahead. Rigby: Woah, what is this place? Muscle Man: (Confused) Party Zoe? Rigby: (Confused) Party Robert? Mordecai: Benson! Mordecai (continued): Benson, are you okay? What happened? Benson: I'm okay, I'm okay. It all happened after the party. Benson (continued): I remember saying goodnight to Audrey, and then I walked over to my car. Benson (continued): That's when two guys wearing suits stopped me. They said they liked my partying and asked me if I wanted to go pro. Benson (continued): I said "no." Benson (continued): Then they said they'd at least like to induct me into the partying hall of fame. Benson (continued): I said "sure." Benson (continued): They showed me their cloning equipment and explained that they cloned the best partyers in the world to keep the party going. Benson (continued): By the time I realized there was no partying hall of fame, it was too late. Tommy: (Laughs) I can't believe you actually thought there was a partying hall of fame. Hellooooooone! Benson (continued): Noooo! Benson (continued): I'm just glad you guys were able to save me. Rigby: Looks like we solved the case of the missing Benson. Let's roll. Benson: Wait. We gotta save the rest of these guys! Pops: Oooooh, come quick! Mordecai: Party Pete! Party Pete Clone: Party Pete in the house! Rigby: What? The buttons are really close together. Mordecai: Party Pete, are you okay? Party Pete: Yeah, but it's not Party Pete. It's Peter Hermanverful. Thank you for saving me. Now I can go back to doing what I really love to do: playing Sudoku! Skips: Open those other tubes, and let's get out of here! Party Zoe: (Emerging) Oh... honey don't like that. Party Robert: (Puts a hand to his head) What happened? Is the party over? Muscle Man: Not yet, Ro bro! We gotta jet! Rigby: Oh, no! Guards! Guard: Don't let them escape! Party Pete: There's only one way out! We have to party through! Mordecai: Rigby! Mordecai (continued): Hey, party people! Drink up! Party Pete: Someone's about to get soda-popped! Party Zoe: Let's dance! Mordecai: (Points) There's the exit! Party Pete: Let's get out of here! Party Pete's Clone: Hey, where are you going? (He starts dancing) The party's just getting staaarted! Vince: Yeah, thanks, Party Pete. We'll take it from here. Party Robert: Step aside. Vince: What? You think we won't shoot? Party Zoe: (Points) No way, man. You fools need us. Tommy: Oh, yeah? Well, disco is dead! Party Zoe: Aw, man! Vince: And the eighties are so over! Vince (continued): No one's even ordered those two in years. Vince (continued): You're our best sellers, and cloning is the future of partying. Vince (continued): And that's why we're keeping you right here. Now back in the lab! Benson: No! (He picks up a gigantic hose) Guys, take cover! Benson (continued): My life's more important than your party. Vince: You're kidding. Tommy: You're an aging park manager with an anger problem. Benson: Hey, Party Pete! Think you can drink this whole can of soda? Party Pete's Clone: Oh yeah, man! Lay it on me right here! Benson: You got it, man. Policeman w/Moustache: We came when we saw the explosion. Rigby: You guys got here fast! Policeman w/Moustache: Of course we did. We're the police! Blonde Policeman: Sir, these are the guys from that underground party cloning ring. Policeman w/Moustache: Looks like the party's over. Vince: (Angrily) We'll get you for this, Benson brah! (He gets in the cop car) Tommy: Yeah, we just wanted to pay off our student loans! Big Chinned Policeman: Save it for the judge. Benson: Thanks for getting me out of there, guys. I should've known not to cut loose on a weekday like that. I guess I'll go back to sorting time sheets and multivitamins. Skips: Well, that's not gonna work. Benson: Huh? Skips: This calls for a celebration, (He puts his arm around Benson) and we've got the best party starter in town! Mordecai: Peter! Uh, I mean... Hey, Hermanverful! (Mordecai lightly grabs his arm) Why don't you stay and party with us? Party Pete: (Shrugs) I'm all partied out! I want to see what it's like to complete a puzzle, or paint a pewter wizard. Besides, I'm not like Benson. (Points) He's the real deal. Mordecai: Yes, he is.
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