Lab Rats (2012) s02e04 Episode Script
Quarantined
1 Guys, I need to prep you for a very important mission, and to demonstrate, Leo Anh-danh.
Mission specialist dooley.
Will be adding a little more audio-visual "pizzazzle" to the usual snooze-fest.
Hey, you want a show? Kick in the dough.
Tonight I'm sending you to gather intelligence.
Oh, you hear that, Adam? You'd better bring a big basket.
Leo.
I was satellite-scouting industrial sites when I found this warehouse that I think is a front for environmental chemicals.
See these barrels? They're full of toxic chemicals.
They're expensive to dispose of properly, so they're probably just gonna dump them into the sea.
Which could harm ocean life and obliterate the coastline.
( Bree laughing ) Owen, you are so sweet.
Yes, I will "Bree" your Valentine.
See, he took my name and Yeah, we got it.
Even I got it.
I didn't get it.
What is going on? She's talking to Owen again.
He's an artist, and he claims that Bree is his muse.
Well, I for one, am not a-mused.
( Plays "wah-wah-wah" tone ) Gimme that! And you, off the phone! Ugh! Fine.
Just tell us what you invented, what went wrong, and how long till it blows up.
Look, the police cannot bust these guys without evidence, so I need you to sneak in there and gather samples.
Show 'em the barrel.
Now, there's only one safe way to get the samples, and Leo Ahem.
Sorry.
Mission specialist dooley will demonstrate.
First, take the canister and attach it to the spout.
Push down and turn 45 degrees ( Growling with exertion ) To create an airtight seal.
Then pull the handle.
( Bree laughing ) Lol, Owen! Bree! Come on! Why do I have to pay attention all the time? Strong.
Smart.
Fast.
Let's just do this already.
Bree, how many times have I told you? No texting while super speeding! Narrator: The world's first bionic superhumans.
They're stronger than us, faster, smarter The next generation of the human race is Living in my basement? You know, for a shady warehouse, this place has a fantastic vending machine.
Where is Bree? If Mr.
Davenport finds out she's late for a mission, she's gonna be in big trouble.
( Text indicator beeps ) Oh, she just texted me.
She's with Owen.
I love this game! I'm with chase.
Man.
It's gonna take forever to get these samples without Bree's help.
Now, put your gloves on and grab a canister.
Hey, guys.
Guess what.
You had a collision with a poodle on a tricycle who works at a paint store.
No.
Owen made this for me.
He says the tire tracks represent how we're all wheels in society's machine.
Okay, whatever.
I don't get it either, but the important thing is that he made it for me.
Hey, hey, this is serious.
You're late, and you're not even in your mission suit.
Yeah! How are we supposed to know you're even on our team? Can we just hurry up? Give me your gloves, stand guard, and get out of my way.
Mm.
Bossy.
"Hey, Bree, what'd you do this weekend?" "Oh, nothing.
Just collected smelly chemicals with my stupid brothers.
It was super fun.
" ( Text indicator beeps ) That's Owen! Aww! He said hi! ( Coughing ) There.
Done.
All right.
I'm going back to Owen.
He's gonna go paint a portrait of me.
Ooh, really? It's gonna hurt when he rides his bike all over your face.
Later, losers.
Bree, don't run that way our you'll ( Klaxon blares ) Set off the security alarm.
Quick! We gotta get outta here! Forget it! Let's go! Wake up! I want a complete debriefing of what went wrong last night without any giggling when I use the word "debriefing.
" ( Laughing ) Guys, you failed the mission.
What happened? ( Klaxon blares ) Get back in your capsule! Get back in! The system is detecting a high level of contamination in Bree's capsule.
What? That's ridiculous.
How could my capsule be? Ohh.
Ohh, what? What is "ohh"? Duh! "O's" the second letter in the number 10.
( Snickers ) Bree, is it possible you were exposed to something toxic on the mission? Oh, it certainly was.
According to this, Bree's mission suit never left her capsule last night.
( Synthesized voice ) buh-buh-buh busted! Why weren't you wearing your mission suit? Oh, I'll tell you why.
Because she was out with Owen.
She showed up late, contaminated herself, and then set off the alarm.
And you wonder why no one at school likes you.
Until I figure out exactly what you were exposed to, the capsule should counteract the effects of your contamination, but you are quarantined until further notice.
Quarantined? But Owen's having a big art show at school tonight! You are not leaving that capsule until Adam and chase get back in that warehouse and figure out exactly what you were exposed to.
Besides Owen's bad art? Great.
Now that we've set off the alarm, getting past security's gonna be even harder.
How are we gonna get in? Davenport: The same way I'm standing right here, and you can't see me! How'd you do that? ( Gasps ) He's a witch! It's my new spatial micro-projection technology.
Dude, I know witchcraft, and you're a witch.
No, I'm not! This device scans your environment and uses a matrix of light projections to create a virtual environment you can hide behind! Tah-dah! In invented it as a 3-d modeling engine for space telescopes.
Aha! So he's a space witch! Those are the worst kind.
Distract the guard for a second so I can scan and project the room's image.
How? I don't know.
Throw something in the trash can to make a noise so he'll look the other way.
Adam, not a chair! Something small! Really? I'm just kidding.
About throwing you, not about you being small.
Ha! ( Clatter ) What's that? Who's there? I've got pepper spray! Make that breath spray! This is so cool.
He can't even see us.
( Gasping ) It is pepper spray! Aaahhh! Foxtrot Alpha pickle.
Are you receiving audio, Mr.
Davenport? Copy that, pickle.
Okay, Bree said the dangerous chemical she was exposed to came from a barrel with a green label on it.
Copy that.
We're looking for a green label.
Yeah, Bree's not gonna make it.
Wait a second.
Bree said she wasn't wearing her gloves when she got contaminated.
I've got her fingerprints stored in my database.
I'll use my print recognition app to get a match.
Yes! I found it.
It's called neurothroxin.
Is that bad? Aaahhh! So, bad, then? It's terrible! Exposure to neurothroxin interrupts the connection between the brain and the muscles.
There is no telling what it'll do to her bionics.
So what do we do? Well, I can synthesize an antidote, but you have to get me a sample, and the effects become permanent after 24 hours, so hurry up! Dude, I think the battery just died.
Oh, gimme that.
Ohhh! Ohhh! I'm blinded! Freeze! Break-in in warehouse five! Unauthorized scuba divers! Oh, boy.
Adam, the guard's gonna catch us! Hit him with your super strength.
But I can't see! I'll tell you when to swing.
Now! Did I get him? Adam, be careful, the floor is covered in ice.
What do I do? Run! The other way! Ah, Leo, I need help.
I know, but this is not a one-man job.
I'm gonna have to bring in a life coach.
I have to go rescue Adam and chase.
Keep Bree in her capsule.
Don't let her out, or the effects of her contamination will manifest.
Go on your mission, big "d.
" I got this.
( Klaxon blares ) I had this.
( Klaxon blares ) Wow, Owen, so that whole mask is made out of video game controllers? Yep.
I call it "mask made of video game controllers.
" It's about fate and how true control is a masquerade.
It also scares the heck out of my mom.
Bree, we've gotta Aaahhh! Hey, I need to talk to Bree.
Can you go put your face on pause somewhere? In life, as in art, there is no pause, only moving forward.
Can you move forward down the stairs? That's the guy you snuck out for? Really? You've had your fun.
Big "d" needs you to stay in your capsule.
Leo, he is overreacting.
I am perfectly fine.
See? Haven't had one single side effect.
( Chuckles ) That's that's nothing.
See? I am trying to come off casual so Owen doesn't sense how desperate I am.
It's not working.
Uh.
I'm good.
( Chuckles ) All: Ohh! See? That is performance art.
I call it "falling uncontrollably down the stairs.
" Can you see anything yet? Nope, but you still sound short.
So, who told you that we were dumping chemicals into the ocean tonight? It was only a hunch until you just confirmed it.
Oh, did I? Yeah, you did.
Oh, did I? Yes, you did.
Okay, I guess I did.
Ha! That guard's an idiot.
I'm over here.
Ohh.
( Device whirring ) You there! Release them! They're coming with me! Who are you? The boss sent me in.
They call me The in-terror-gator! ( Sinister laughter ) When I ask questions, I.
Get.
Answers! All right, you two, you're coming with me.
Not without a fight.
Settle down, punk! It's me, Davenport! Just follow my lead! Oh, that hurts! Hey, I can see! You liar! You're not Davenport! Hello.
( Gasps ) I told you he's a witch! I'm not a witch! I was wearing a cyber mask! Stop them! ( Gas hissing ) ( All coughing ) Why do I even bother with safety briefs? ( Laughing ) Underwear! Run! Bree, Davenport's gonna freak out.
We have to go.
Leo, I can't even stand up.
Everything is numb.
Look! Just help me get out of here before it gets "worth.
" It's "worth"! What's happening? ( Lisping ) The numbness spread to my tongue! I can't talk! Finally, a positive side effect.
Leo! Let's get you up.
Here we go.
Here we go.
( Coughing ) Okay.
Once we get outside, I'll upgrade you to a nice shopping cart.
How's that? Bree! There you are.
I'm about to unveil the centerpiece of my exhibit.
Are you okay? Oh, yeah, yeah.
She's fine.
Your art is just so good, she's getting Emotional.
( Lisping ) That's good, Leo, that's good.
Come on.
I've been waiting all night to show you this.
I wasn't kidding when I said that you were my muse.
You've inspired me to create my most deeply meaningful piece yet.
I call it "my most deeply meaningful piece yet.
" Whoa.
That's not totally horrible.
What is it? It's paintball art: Two thousand paintballs fired with precise accuracy to create a portrait of your sister.
It's about beauty, inspiring mankind to repurpose the tools of pseudo-violence as art.
So, what do you think, Bree? Huh? Bree? ( Indistinct, thick-tongued response ) She had the same reaction to the Mona Lisa.
Well, we have to go.
Unh-unh.
Uh-huh.
Unh-unh.
Uh-huh! Mnh-mnh! Uh-huh! Aah! ( Bree gasping ) Yeah, that's enough, that's enough.
Come on.
We'll take it! Bye, Owen! Okay, let's just get you back in your capsule before we both get in a lot of trouble.
( Comical shriek ) Cleanup, aisle Bree.
Leo, you were supposed to watch her! Oh, I'm sorry.
Somehow the fastest person in the world managed to sneak past me.
Let's hope there's enough time left for the antidote to work.
Bree, are you okay? ( Groans ) I feel funny.
Funny.
Fun-nay.
Funny funny oh, just spit it out already! I'm cured! Oh! This is such a relief! It'll be so much more enjoyable to punish you now that you're healthy! What were you thinking? You could have put us all in danger! Sorry.
I just wanted to be like every other girl and hang out with the boy that I like.
What's the big deal? The big deal is you're not like every other girl.
You're part of a team, and your decisions affect us all.
Yeah.
Because of you, I had to go to an art show.
Yeah! And I haven't eaten since 2:30! Also, on a lesser note, we all could have been killed! Look, you can have a social life.
Just don't let it interfere with your bionic life.
I get it.
From now on when a mission comes up, it gets my full attention.
Okay, well, I think we've all learned a valuable lesson, so let's just go get something to eat.
Whaddya say? All right? Let's do this! ( Groans ) Oh.
Forgot to mention, might take a little while for the antidote to get to the rest of her body, so everybody grab a limb.
One of her limbs, Adam.
Thank you.
And even after all of that, he still wants to hang out with me! I don't care! Well, even though you failed your mission, the cops heard the alarms and picked up those eco villains, so the ocean is safe thanks to all of Me, actually.
Well, I guess we got lucky.
Luck.
Skill.
I say we just put this whole thing behind us.
( Chuckling ) Or I could punish you for all the stupid things you did by making you sweep the lab.
( Sinister laughter ) Guys, come on! How can you not see he's a witch! lab rats lab rats Lab rats
Mission specialist dooley.
Will be adding a little more audio-visual "pizzazzle" to the usual snooze-fest.
Hey, you want a show? Kick in the dough.
Tonight I'm sending you to gather intelligence.
Oh, you hear that, Adam? You'd better bring a big basket.
Leo.
I was satellite-scouting industrial sites when I found this warehouse that I think is a front for environmental chemicals.
See these barrels? They're full of toxic chemicals.
They're expensive to dispose of properly, so they're probably just gonna dump them into the sea.
Which could harm ocean life and obliterate the coastline.
( Bree laughing ) Owen, you are so sweet.
Yes, I will "Bree" your Valentine.
See, he took my name and Yeah, we got it.
Even I got it.
I didn't get it.
What is going on? She's talking to Owen again.
He's an artist, and he claims that Bree is his muse.
Well, I for one, am not a-mused.
( Plays "wah-wah-wah" tone ) Gimme that! And you, off the phone! Ugh! Fine.
Just tell us what you invented, what went wrong, and how long till it blows up.
Look, the police cannot bust these guys without evidence, so I need you to sneak in there and gather samples.
Show 'em the barrel.
Now, there's only one safe way to get the samples, and Leo Ahem.
Sorry.
Mission specialist dooley will demonstrate.
First, take the canister and attach it to the spout.
Push down and turn 45 degrees ( Growling with exertion ) To create an airtight seal.
Then pull the handle.
( Bree laughing ) Lol, Owen! Bree! Come on! Why do I have to pay attention all the time? Strong.
Smart.
Fast.
Let's just do this already.
Bree, how many times have I told you? No texting while super speeding! Narrator: The world's first bionic superhumans.
They're stronger than us, faster, smarter The next generation of the human race is Living in my basement? You know, for a shady warehouse, this place has a fantastic vending machine.
Where is Bree? If Mr.
Davenport finds out she's late for a mission, she's gonna be in big trouble.
( Text indicator beeps ) Oh, she just texted me.
She's with Owen.
I love this game! I'm with chase.
Man.
It's gonna take forever to get these samples without Bree's help.
Now, put your gloves on and grab a canister.
Hey, guys.
Guess what.
You had a collision with a poodle on a tricycle who works at a paint store.
No.
Owen made this for me.
He says the tire tracks represent how we're all wheels in society's machine.
Okay, whatever.
I don't get it either, but the important thing is that he made it for me.
Hey, hey, this is serious.
You're late, and you're not even in your mission suit.
Yeah! How are we supposed to know you're even on our team? Can we just hurry up? Give me your gloves, stand guard, and get out of my way.
Mm.
Bossy.
"Hey, Bree, what'd you do this weekend?" "Oh, nothing.
Just collected smelly chemicals with my stupid brothers.
It was super fun.
" ( Text indicator beeps ) That's Owen! Aww! He said hi! ( Coughing ) There.
Done.
All right.
I'm going back to Owen.
He's gonna go paint a portrait of me.
Ooh, really? It's gonna hurt when he rides his bike all over your face.
Later, losers.
Bree, don't run that way our you'll ( Klaxon blares ) Set off the security alarm.
Quick! We gotta get outta here! Forget it! Let's go! Wake up! I want a complete debriefing of what went wrong last night without any giggling when I use the word "debriefing.
" ( Laughing ) Guys, you failed the mission.
What happened? ( Klaxon blares ) Get back in your capsule! Get back in! The system is detecting a high level of contamination in Bree's capsule.
What? That's ridiculous.
How could my capsule be? Ohh.
Ohh, what? What is "ohh"? Duh! "O's" the second letter in the number 10.
( Snickers ) Bree, is it possible you were exposed to something toxic on the mission? Oh, it certainly was.
According to this, Bree's mission suit never left her capsule last night.
( Synthesized voice ) buh-buh-buh busted! Why weren't you wearing your mission suit? Oh, I'll tell you why.
Because she was out with Owen.
She showed up late, contaminated herself, and then set off the alarm.
And you wonder why no one at school likes you.
Until I figure out exactly what you were exposed to, the capsule should counteract the effects of your contamination, but you are quarantined until further notice.
Quarantined? But Owen's having a big art show at school tonight! You are not leaving that capsule until Adam and chase get back in that warehouse and figure out exactly what you were exposed to.
Besides Owen's bad art? Great.
Now that we've set off the alarm, getting past security's gonna be even harder.
How are we gonna get in? Davenport: The same way I'm standing right here, and you can't see me! How'd you do that? ( Gasps ) He's a witch! It's my new spatial micro-projection technology.
Dude, I know witchcraft, and you're a witch.
No, I'm not! This device scans your environment and uses a matrix of light projections to create a virtual environment you can hide behind! Tah-dah! In invented it as a 3-d modeling engine for space telescopes.
Aha! So he's a space witch! Those are the worst kind.
Distract the guard for a second so I can scan and project the room's image.
How? I don't know.
Throw something in the trash can to make a noise so he'll look the other way.
Adam, not a chair! Something small! Really? I'm just kidding.
About throwing you, not about you being small.
Ha! ( Clatter ) What's that? Who's there? I've got pepper spray! Make that breath spray! This is so cool.
He can't even see us.
( Gasping ) It is pepper spray! Aaahhh! Foxtrot Alpha pickle.
Are you receiving audio, Mr.
Davenport? Copy that, pickle.
Okay, Bree said the dangerous chemical she was exposed to came from a barrel with a green label on it.
Copy that.
We're looking for a green label.
Yeah, Bree's not gonna make it.
Wait a second.
Bree said she wasn't wearing her gloves when she got contaminated.
I've got her fingerprints stored in my database.
I'll use my print recognition app to get a match.
Yes! I found it.
It's called neurothroxin.
Is that bad? Aaahhh! So, bad, then? It's terrible! Exposure to neurothroxin interrupts the connection between the brain and the muscles.
There is no telling what it'll do to her bionics.
So what do we do? Well, I can synthesize an antidote, but you have to get me a sample, and the effects become permanent after 24 hours, so hurry up! Dude, I think the battery just died.
Oh, gimme that.
Ohhh! Ohhh! I'm blinded! Freeze! Break-in in warehouse five! Unauthorized scuba divers! Oh, boy.
Adam, the guard's gonna catch us! Hit him with your super strength.
But I can't see! I'll tell you when to swing.
Now! Did I get him? Adam, be careful, the floor is covered in ice.
What do I do? Run! The other way! Ah, Leo, I need help.
I know, but this is not a one-man job.
I'm gonna have to bring in a life coach.
I have to go rescue Adam and chase.
Keep Bree in her capsule.
Don't let her out, or the effects of her contamination will manifest.
Go on your mission, big "d.
" I got this.
( Klaxon blares ) I had this.
( Klaxon blares ) Wow, Owen, so that whole mask is made out of video game controllers? Yep.
I call it "mask made of video game controllers.
" It's about fate and how true control is a masquerade.
It also scares the heck out of my mom.
Bree, we've gotta Aaahhh! Hey, I need to talk to Bree.
Can you go put your face on pause somewhere? In life, as in art, there is no pause, only moving forward.
Can you move forward down the stairs? That's the guy you snuck out for? Really? You've had your fun.
Big "d" needs you to stay in your capsule.
Leo, he is overreacting.
I am perfectly fine.
See? Haven't had one single side effect.
( Chuckles ) That's that's nothing.
See? I am trying to come off casual so Owen doesn't sense how desperate I am.
It's not working.
Uh.
I'm good.
( Chuckles ) All: Ohh! See? That is performance art.
I call it "falling uncontrollably down the stairs.
" Can you see anything yet? Nope, but you still sound short.
So, who told you that we were dumping chemicals into the ocean tonight? It was only a hunch until you just confirmed it.
Oh, did I? Yeah, you did.
Oh, did I? Yes, you did.
Okay, I guess I did.
Ha! That guard's an idiot.
I'm over here.
Ohh.
( Device whirring ) You there! Release them! They're coming with me! Who are you? The boss sent me in.
They call me The in-terror-gator! ( Sinister laughter ) When I ask questions, I.
Get.
Answers! All right, you two, you're coming with me.
Not without a fight.
Settle down, punk! It's me, Davenport! Just follow my lead! Oh, that hurts! Hey, I can see! You liar! You're not Davenport! Hello.
( Gasps ) I told you he's a witch! I'm not a witch! I was wearing a cyber mask! Stop them! ( Gas hissing ) ( All coughing ) Why do I even bother with safety briefs? ( Laughing ) Underwear! Run! Bree, Davenport's gonna freak out.
We have to go.
Leo, I can't even stand up.
Everything is numb.
Look! Just help me get out of here before it gets "worth.
" It's "worth"! What's happening? ( Lisping ) The numbness spread to my tongue! I can't talk! Finally, a positive side effect.
Leo! Let's get you up.
Here we go.
Here we go.
( Coughing ) Okay.
Once we get outside, I'll upgrade you to a nice shopping cart.
How's that? Bree! There you are.
I'm about to unveil the centerpiece of my exhibit.
Are you okay? Oh, yeah, yeah.
She's fine.
Your art is just so good, she's getting Emotional.
( Lisping ) That's good, Leo, that's good.
Come on.
I've been waiting all night to show you this.
I wasn't kidding when I said that you were my muse.
You've inspired me to create my most deeply meaningful piece yet.
I call it "my most deeply meaningful piece yet.
" Whoa.
That's not totally horrible.
What is it? It's paintball art: Two thousand paintballs fired with precise accuracy to create a portrait of your sister.
It's about beauty, inspiring mankind to repurpose the tools of pseudo-violence as art.
So, what do you think, Bree? Huh? Bree? ( Indistinct, thick-tongued response ) She had the same reaction to the Mona Lisa.
Well, we have to go.
Unh-unh.
Uh-huh.
Unh-unh.
Uh-huh! Mnh-mnh! Uh-huh! Aah! ( Bree gasping ) Yeah, that's enough, that's enough.
Come on.
We'll take it! Bye, Owen! Okay, let's just get you back in your capsule before we both get in a lot of trouble.
( Comical shriek ) Cleanup, aisle Bree.
Leo, you were supposed to watch her! Oh, I'm sorry.
Somehow the fastest person in the world managed to sneak past me.
Let's hope there's enough time left for the antidote to work.
Bree, are you okay? ( Groans ) I feel funny.
Funny.
Fun-nay.
Funny funny oh, just spit it out already! I'm cured! Oh! This is such a relief! It'll be so much more enjoyable to punish you now that you're healthy! What were you thinking? You could have put us all in danger! Sorry.
I just wanted to be like every other girl and hang out with the boy that I like.
What's the big deal? The big deal is you're not like every other girl.
You're part of a team, and your decisions affect us all.
Yeah.
Because of you, I had to go to an art show.
Yeah! And I haven't eaten since 2:30! Also, on a lesser note, we all could have been killed! Look, you can have a social life.
Just don't let it interfere with your bionic life.
I get it.
From now on when a mission comes up, it gets my full attention.
Okay, well, I think we've all learned a valuable lesson, so let's just go get something to eat.
Whaddya say? All right? Let's do this! ( Groans ) Oh.
Forgot to mention, might take a little while for the antidote to get to the rest of her body, so everybody grab a limb.
One of her limbs, Adam.
Thank you.
And even after all of that, he still wants to hang out with me! I don't care! Well, even though you failed your mission, the cops heard the alarms and picked up those eco villains, so the ocean is safe thanks to all of Me, actually.
Well, I guess we got lucky.
Luck.
Skill.
I say we just put this whole thing behind us.
( Chuckling ) Or I could punish you for all the stupid things you did by making you sweep the lab.
( Sinister laughter ) Guys, come on! How can you not see he's a witch! lab rats lab rats Lab rats