Need to get the carousel winterized.
Also check into swit--
Ohh!Ohh!
Sorry about that.
No, I'm sorry.
I just get so caught up in my work.
Me, too.
Hey, wait a sec.
I have the exact same clip...board.
You're Benson. How'd you know?
I've been watching you.
Or, I mean, not in a-a creepy stalker way.
It's my job.
Right.
So...how's that fax working out?
Oh. It's okay.
Well, I think it's really cool.
Yeah, I get a lot of important messages
from Langer and the dome big wigs.
And in an emergency, got the old speed dial here.
If you hear this baby ringing --
Oh, geez. I am so sorry.
Oh, no worries.
It's just one of Langer's terrible protein bars.
He only allows "sanctioned food" in the dome-itory.
What I wouldn't give for some hot wings.
Wait. You like hot wings?
Uh, yeah! It's literally my favorite food.
Me, too.
Well, maybe I'll just have to swing by your lab
and drop some off.
Oh, yeah?
You're gonna sneak past the guards?
Maybe I will.
Well, if you do that,
then you'll be my favorite person ever.
Oh, geez. Langer. I got to go.
Oh, yeah.
Sorry. It was nice.
By the way, it's Pam. What?
Ohh. My name is Pa-a-a-a-m!
Pam.
Rigby: Benson.
Wha...?
Dude, what's wrong with your face?
He's glowing.
I've never seen him like this before.
Yeah. It's weird.
I just met the most amazing girl.
We had a real chemistry.
Gross. Benson, I'm trying to eat here.
Eat? The wings!
I got to get her wings!
How can I ask her out if I don't have wings?!
Wait, Benson, that's our stuff!
Hey, want to go to the spot?
Yeah, I do.
Hmm. Hmm. Hmm, hmm, hmm.
What would Pam want? Regular?
One order of re--
No, wait. Spicy. One order --
What if she doesn't like spicy?
I'll get half spicy.
They're just wings, buddy.
Just wings?
These wings might decide
whether or not I get to go out with the girl of my dreams.
Everything has to be perfect!
Mommy, I'm scared.
Uh, sir, if you can't decide,
I'd recommend the Big 50 Special.
It's a bucket of 50 different kinds of wings,
and it comes with a liter of ranch.
Yeah, that actually sounds pretty good. I'll get that.
You want those crispy or crunchy?
How crispy is "crispy"?
Got to get in there.
These wings aren't getting any warmer.
Hmm.
Bingo.
Fellas!
Mondays. Am I right?
Anyways, got an important fax from Langer.
Just gonna pop in and see what the old boss man wants.
Not until we frisk you, sir.
Guys, it's me. Benson.
Manager... of the park...this park.
Sorry, buddy. It's regulation.
Cool. Cool. That's cool.
-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! -Whoa, whoa!
This is outrageous!
Frisk me? I should frisk you!
This is my park!
There's got to be another way in here.
Jackpot.
Oh.
I see your little game, Langer.
However, I happen to know that statistically,
the most common pass code is
one...two...three...four... five.
Uh...six?
Aah!
So, it's a numbers game, is it?
Let's play.
One, one, one, one, one, one, one!
Aah!
One, one, one, one, one, one, two!
Aah! Geez!
One, one, one, one, one, one, three!
This is crazy.
Oh, Benson.
Have some dignity.
Aah!
This is my park! I should know the stupid code!
What are you two doing here?
Shh. Listen.
Man, we should have just pounded him and took those wings.
Seriously.
If I got to eat any more of that lousy dome-itory food,
someone's getting a pounding!
What the heck?
The sound from the guard post bounces off of the dome
and back down to this exact spot.
It's science.
I don't think you guys should be wasting your time eavesdropping on --
-Delivery for Langer. -Take it around back.
What's that pass code again?
The code is "Langer."
L-A-N-G-E-R.
Got it?
Nice work!
Ha-ha!
Uh...
Hmm.
Wait, wait, wait. Uh-oh.
What the...?
What the heck is this place?
Pam?
Hey, Pam.
Aah! Aah!
What would you do if we actually
caught someone trespassing in here?
Oh, man, I'd give them a crazy beating.
They'd be like, "No, please, don't hurt me!"
And I'd be like, "I have to. It's my job."
Whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp, whomp!
No way.
It's Pam! Room 309.
Pam!
Whoa!
Ohh!
Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh! Oh, my gosh!
I brought wings!
Oh, Benson! No way!
Come on.
The perfect spot for a picnic.
It sure is.
Now, I wasn't sure what kind of wings you liked,
so I got a little bit of everything.
Mmm.
First non-dome food in three weeks.
Mmm!
Oh, my gosh. Mmm. This is amazing.
Promise to sneak me a bucket of these every day?
Yes. Yes, I will.
Oh. I also got ranch.
Uh, thanks, but I'm really not a fan.
Me, neither. Get out of here, ranch.
Nobody likes you, ranch.
Go find a salad!
* I don't care if Monday's blue *
* Tuesday's gray, and Wednesday, too *
* Thursday, I don't care about you *
* It's Friday
* I'm in love
* Monday you can fall apart
* Tuesday, Wednesday, break my heart *
* Oh, Thursday doesn't even start *
* It's Friday
* I'm in love
* Saturday, wait
* Sunday always comes too late
* But Friday never hesitate
* I don't care if Monday's black *
* Tuesday, Wednesday, heart attack *
* Thursday, never looking...
Benson, this has been the best lunch ever.
Pam, there's something I want to say.
What's that noise? I was just clearing my throat.
No, that noise.
It's not working!
Grab something!
Benso-o-o-o-n!
Pam! Huh?
Pam!
Oh, Pam, I'm so sorry for getting you into this mess.
I just wanted to get you some hot wings because --
because I really wanted to see you again.
Oh, Benson, you know, my life is just work, work, work.
And even though we're both about to die
a horrific and entirely preventable death,
I'm really glad I got to spend this time with you.
Sorry.
Sorry, I'm so...
What? The burp.
Pam, you've got to burp.
You've got to let 'er rip.
Nice!
It worked!
Best lunch ever.
Except the fan.
Oh, my gosh. That was crazy.
Benson, you beautiful genius.
You did it. You saved us.
Yes, Benson, you're very smart.
Langer! Did you just see that?
Oh, no.
Wait, I meant the other thing.
You're very dumb!
You didn't burp yourself to safety!
Your ranch turned on this top-secret anti-gravity machine!
Look at this place!
I-I'm sorry, sir.
We were having lunch, and it -- it got out of hand.
Lunch?
Lu-- Like a...date?
Well, um...yeah, like a date.
You told me that you were too busy to date.
You know what? Forget it.
I'm issuing a new policy effective immediately.
There will be no dating test subjects in this dome.
Both of you, report to the decontamination room now!
Hey, watch it.
Not in the face!
Pam: I had a great time today.
Me, too, memory of Pam.
No, Benson, over here.
Huh?
Check your pocket.
A wing.
I snuck one out for both of us.
Ahh, no way.
Pam, can we go out when this is all over?
Of course, Benson.
Get back to work!
TV Announcer: Gene Hazard.
Vince Vandercliffe.
Rikki Nova.
And Dolfph!
Together they are Mercury Heat!
Known for their outrageous costumes,
death-defying performances,
and their reputation for avoiding the press.
No interviews!
Until now.
Channel 6 Leading Anchor Del Hanlon
interviews the band for the first time
with the hardest-hitting questions.
All their secrets finally revealed tonight at 8:00.
Both: Ohhhhh!
Mercury Heat!
I can't believe Margaret got us special press passes,
compliments of Channel 6!
Mordecai and Rigby!
You took a DTV from the Dome-itory!
-DT-what? -DTV.
You know, that very expensive piece of machinery
parked outside.
Oh, yeah.
We were only gonna use it for like a minute.
Is that so?
Well, I've got surveillance photos that say otherwise!
Oh, boy.
Can it!
I am so sorry for this, Dr. Langer.
The DTVs are meant for scientific research.
They could have ruined weeks of data.
There was a line there, and your guys crossed it.
That's why I'm enacting a 24-hour lockdown.
-What? -No way!
And Benson here is gonna make sure
you don't leave the house.
'Cause if you do, he's fired.
What? You can't do that!
Oh, yeah?
Who's gonna stop me? You?
-Uh... -That's what I thought.
Keep them in line or we'll keep them in line for you!
I can't believe this!
Come on, Benson. You know these dome rules are ridiculous.
Yeah. You're just too afraid to do anything about it.
I don't want to hear it.
Lockdown! 24 hours! Starting now!
Get inside!
Aw, dude!
There is no way we're missing Mercury Heat.
No one's getting past me.
No sir.
Thanks for helping us out, Pops.
Of course!
I've just about had it with these dome rules.
They're absolute rubbish, if you ask me.
How are you gonna distract Benson?
Leave that to me.
Wow, Pops.
That's very impressive.
I've never had a single lesson.
But I think my ears are tired now, so --
Well, then. Let's wake them up!
Best spot ever!
Rubber baby buggy bumpers. Rubber baby buggy bumpers.
Look! Here they come!
Both: Whooooa!
Wow.
What an entrance.
Del Hanlon, reporter on Channel 6 News.
Hey.
Dude, I can't believe we almost missed this.
Good thing our plan is foolproof.
Hmm.
Yeah.
You better sleep.
Good evening. We have a very special treat tonight.
After years of avoiding the press,
rock sensation Mercury Heat
is with us for our very exclusive interview.
Del Hanlon reports. Del.
Margaret, I got to say, it's getting pretty warm up here
'cause these guys are bringing in the heat.
Or should I say Mercury Heat!
You know, 'cause, uh --
Now, you guys have been performing together
for a while now.
The fans must know -- do you like it?
Yeah.
Incredible!
Now, another burning question
for all the true Mercury Heads out there.
Your performances are pretty loud.
How is that on your ears?
Aah! Dude, what kind of question was that?
What was that? We actually hear very well.
You got some questions for us?
Actually, we do.
Like, why does the four-minute-long guitar solo
in the song "Flames Forever" end so abruptly?
Yeah. Is it true it's because
the mysterious fifth member died while recording it?
I want answers!
Finally. Some real questions
You. Out.
You two. In.
And, scene.
Hmm.
I can't believe Mordecai and Rigby said that to me earlier.
"Meh, Benson, you're just too afraid
to anything about the dome rules."
Who do those guys think they are?
I'm their boss, for crying out loud!
I don't think you're mad at Mordecai and Rigby.
I think you're just mad at Dr. Langer
'cause he's technically the boss now and you're not.
Oh, that's completely not true.
Oh, great.
Now there's a malfunction with the dome door
and I have to go fix it.
Skips, make sure Mordecai and Rigby don't leave the house.
That's another great question, um, what was your name again?
-Mordec-- -Pizza for only $5!
-What was that? -Oh, uh...
they're selling more pizza for $5.
Huh. What a deal.
We'll order some when I get back.
Those two have really done it this time.
And that's when I realized, like,
I wasn't mad at the world, you know?
I was mad at myself.
-There, there, Vince.
Cut the cameras! Cut the cameras!
That was the best interview anyone's ever given us.
So, want to come party with us on our private jet?
Both: Yeah, we do!
Lousy dome scientists.
Don't tell me what to do.
Huh?
Mordecai and Rigby!
Aah!
Oh, dear.
Yeah, so I want to graduate high school
to impress my dad, you know?
I know what you mean, man.
All the fans in the world can't replace a father's love.
Hey. I know what'll cheer you up.
Hey, Stan. Can we get a barrel roll, please?
Anything for Mercury Heat.
All: Whoa!
All: Whoo!
Again! Again!
Dude. This is seriously the best night of my life.
Hello?
The jig is up!
Benson just sealed off the entrance to the dome!
Aw, man. Pops, you stall him till we get back.
Benson's onto us! He's gonna find out we're not at the park!
What?! There's no way we can get back in time!
There might be a way.
You ever wear one of these?
Rah!
Pops?!
What's going on here?
Oh, Benson!
I'm, uh --
I'm just as surprised as you!
They snuck out! I knew it!
I'm gonna fire them before Dr. Langer fires me!
So, once we get close to the dome,
spread your wings and coast through the moon door.
I don't know about this!
Of course you do!
Just follow your dreams!
-Aah! -Aah!
Whoo! Rock on!
Look out!
-Ow! -Aah!
Benson: Mordecai and Rigby!
I know you're out here!
Dude! Benson's coming!
Quick! Down here!
I think we lost him.
Mordecai!
Rigby!
Where are you?
Come on! Hurry!
Wait. What's that sound?
It's coming from down there.
Both: Aah!
-Ohhh. -Ohhh.
There you are!
Benson! Something's down there!
There's a huge monster! It looked right at us!
That's the lamest excuse I've ever heard.
Benson!
Maybe you misunderstood me.
When I told you to keep them in the house for 24 hours,
I meant it!
I mean, wow.
All you had to do was literally
keep them in one place for a day, but no.
You couldn't even do that.
Now they're out here wearing those stupid costumes.
So, congratulations, Mordecai and Rigby!
You're fired!
-What? -Hey.
If anyone's gonna fire them, it's me!
Both: Yeah!
I don't tell you people how to do your job,
whatever that may be!
So you certainly don't have the right
to tell me how to do my job!
This is my park. They're my employees.
You people need to back off and quit breathing down my neck!
Do I make myself clear?
Um...crystal.
Crystal clear as day.
Well, it looks like you got these two under control.
I'll -- I'll just leave you be.
Aah!
Stupid jetpack.
Both: Whooooa!
We're sorry we made you look bad, Benson.
Yeah, we're sorry.
But seriously, though, that was so cool
how you told Langer off like that.
Hey. What do you expect?
I'm the boss.
And as your boss, it's my decision not to fire you.
-Whoo! -Whoo!
For now.
-Yeah! -Yeah!
Now, take off those costumes.
You two look ridiculous.
They're ready.
And I'm going to the hospital.