My Two Bobs

Written by:

Ian Pearson
Gavin Blair

Transcribed by: Kim McFarland

Dear in the headlights[Establishing shot of the exterior of Dot's Diner as a short and cheerful jingle plays. Dot is walking up to the door. Cut to her walking into the diner, seen from just inside the doors.]
Laugh Track:
[cheers and whistles]
Dot:
[waving at the fourth wall] Hi, everybody!
[She smiles vacuously and poses until the Laugh Track finishes appreciating her. Then she sits in a booth and looks at what is presumably a smaller version of her organizer.]
Dot:
[looking at the camera] Now what I need is a plan.
Laugh Track:
[chuckles]
[Seen through the window, Enzo zips by, trailing Nibbles on a leash. The null squeals and resists. Dot looks out. Enzo appears by her table.]
Enzo:
Hi, sis!
[Dot looks at him with a wide-eyed smile.]
Enzo:
[to the camera] Alphanumeric! Supercooled! Pixelacious! High density!
Laugh Track:
[cheers]
[Enzo holds a pose, arms out, looking up. Then he zips out of frame, trailing Nibbles. Dot looks after him.]
Dot:
Enzo, slow down.
[Enzo zips around the counter.]
Dot:
[continuing] And stop dragging Dad around like that.
[Enzo zips past some unnamed machines and hits Cecil, sending Cecil spinning.]
Laugh Track:
[laughter] Cecil:
Cecil:
[to Dot] Madame, I am not amused!
Laugh Track:
[boos]
[Dot looks taken aback. Enzo zips into frame and gestures to Cecil while speaking to the fourth wall.]
Enzo:
Hey, it's Cecil, our foreign stereotype comic relief!
Laugh Track:
[laughter]
[Enzo zips out of frame.]
Cecil:
That's Cecil!
Laugh Track:
[laughter]
[Dot covers her mouth as she giggles. Outside the Diner, Glitch Bob is walking toward the door, and a binome carrying a long ladder is walking the opposite way.]
Glitch Bob:
[waving] Hi, D-AAH!
[The binome carrying the ladder turns, knocking Bob to the ground. As the laugh track does its thing Dot turns to the binome and waves a hand.]
Dot:
[softly] Hello.
[The binome waves back sheepishly. Glitch Bob bursts through the Diner doors and poses, arms out.] Poor drowned kitten
Glitch Bob:
Hi, everybody!
Laugh Track:
[uncomfortable silence, broken only by coughing]
[Glitch Bob looks pitifully disappointed.]
Enzo:
[voiceover] Bob!
[Enzo runs up to Bob. Bob holds his arms up. Enzo jumps on him, knocking him to the ground. The laugh track laughs. Enzo crawls over Bob's head. Bob holds his hands over his face protectively. He raises himself on his elbows and looks over his shoulder at Enzo. Then he looks up, apparently intimidated, as a shadow falls over him. Bob 2 is standing in the doorway.]
Laugh Track:
[whistles and cheers]
Bob 2:
[posting, arms out] Hi, everybody. Stepford Bob
[Bob 2 looks around as the Laugh Track enjoys his presence. He grins and winks at the camera, then walks over and sits opposite Dot. He grins smarmily at her.]
Dot:
[posing shyly] Hi, Bob. [simpers]
Laugh Track:
Oooh!
Bob 2:
Hi, Dot. Not thinking of another plan, are you?
Laugh Track:
[laughter]
[Dot's simpery smile widens. Bob 2's smile widens. They reach for each other's hands. Behind the table Glitch Bob stands up.]
Glitch Bob:
[gesturing at Bob 2] Hey! Who's he?
Dot:
[theatrically, placing her hands on the sides of her head] Oh no! [holding two fingers up] Two Bobs? [gasps and puts a hand, palm outward, to her forehead] How can this be?
[Matrix and Enzo, both grinning maniacally, lean into frame from opposite sides.]
Matrix & Enzo:
Don't ask us!
Laugh Track:
[laughter]
It's the story of a greenish lady... [After a beat, Matrix, then Enzo, lean back out of frame. Dot tilts her head with a bemused expression on her face. The Diner background fades to a medium blue. Then her image shrinks into a VidWindow occupying the middle ninth of a black screen. A VidWindow with a grinning Glitch Bob comes into frame from the left and bumps hers. They smile at each other. Then another VidWindow showing Bob2 comes in from the right and bumps Dot's Window, knocking Glitch Bob away. Dot and Bob 2 smile at each other. Then Glitch Bob bumps Dot's window again, knocking Bob 2 partly out of frame. The two Bob windows squeeze Dot's between them, both Bobs smiling stagily. Then they return to their usual shape, the three windows in a row. Dot grins at the Bobs, while the Bobs alternate smiling back at her and scowling at each other behind her back. Then Dot looks at the camera and shrugs with an exaggerated "What is going on here?!" expression. Six more VidWindows then come in - three on top, three on the bottom, making a 3x3 "Brady Bunch" grid. On the top row are Enzo, AndrAIa, and Matrix; on the bottom Phong, Nibbles, and Frisket. The characters look at each other. Dot's expression becomes more exaggerated. Then her VidWindow shrinks and disappears, leaving a hole in the grid, in which a 70's-ish "My Two Bobs" logo appears.]

Written by
Ian Pearson  Gavin Blair

Phong:
[voiceover] How long have you been having these dreams?
[The VidWindows close, revealing Dot lying on the sofa on Phong's office, and Phong beside her.]
Dot:
Ever since Bob returned.
Phong:
Bob?
Dot:
I mean the other Bob. Not Glitch Bob.


Music Composed by
Bob Buckley


Phong:
Interesting choice of names. Glitch Bob, Bob...
Dot:
[fidgeting uncomfortably] You know what I mean.


Directed by
Steve Ball


Mountains out of molehills

Phong:
[nodding] Oh, I know what you mean. The question is... do you?
[The camera closes in on Dot's face as she thinks about this.]


[Fade to the interior of Dot's Diner. Pan past the cryptic jukebox to the booth where Glitch Bob and Bob 2 sit opposite each other and fidget awkwardly. They suddenly begin speaking at once, stop, pause, start again, and stop again.]
Bob 2:
[exaggeratedly politely] After you.
Glitch Bob:
Oh, thanks. I need an energy shake, but I got a feeling we're in for a long wait.
[Bob 2 leans out of the booth, looks over at Cecil, and waves. Cecil turns away and wipes a glass out with a dishcloth, smirking. Bob 2 lowers his hand and turns back to Glitch Bob, shrugging as if surprised.]
Bob 2:
So... you merged with Glitch?
Glitch Bob:
Yeah. And you say you can't remember what happened in the Web.
Bob 2:
My Guardian code must've shut me down, protected me in some way. The last thing I do remember is Megabyte throwing me into the missile-
Glitch Bob:
Huh, don't remind me.
Bob 2:
So... whaddayou think happened?
Glitch Bob:
Well, I know what happened to me. The question is, how were you created?
Bob 2:
Me? What makes you think I'm the copy?
Glitch Bob:
[laughs] I've got memories!
Bob 2:
Copies can have memories. What if you were copied from me, then went on to live in the Web?
Glitch Bob:
Well, I - but-
Bob 2:
[interrupting] Honestly, which one of us looks like the original?
[The two Bobs stare at each other. Then Glitch Bob looks over, toward the door. Enzo is standing there.] Me and myself
Enzo:
Hi, Guys. What'cha up to?
Bob 2:
Ah, just gettin' to know each other.
Enzo:
Need any advice? I'm an expert on this sorta thing!
[The system alarm sounds. The Bobs look up. Enzo grins widely as he looks up.]
System Voice:
Warning, incoming game. Warning, incoming game.

GRRRR! [Cut to Lost Angles, seen from Mainframe, with the Gilded Gate Bridge looping toward it. Explosions burst here and there. Seen from above, Matrix runs through an open area of the ruins, gunfire hitting the ground around him. He dives and rolls through an open doorway in a broken wall. He stands, panting, and holds Gun up. Something strikes the wall near him. He looks at it, then in the opposite direction, his face scarily shadowed. He fires Gun three times, then runs before more gunfire hits him. He runs through the ruins and hides, his back against an isolated chunk of brick wall, Gun raised.]
Matrix:
Now - move!
[Matrix jumps out from behind the wall and fires. Then he takes off running. Gunfire follows him, always a step behind him. Matrix grins as he runs. As he reaches the end of the plateau on which he has been running an explosion throws him forward. A CPU car flies after him, firing from forward-mounted machine guns. It passes three CPU binomes who are standing in the rubble. A Zero squints as he looks through the gunsight of a bazooka. Seen through the sight, the viewpoint zooms in on Matrix, who is running away. Matrix swerves to the side just before a missile hits where he would have been. The Zero takes the bazooka away from his eye.]
Zero CPU:
Oh, this is crazy! I nearly 'it him there!
One CPU 1:
Good! Remember what he said he'd do to us if we didn't try to hit him!
One CPU 2:
Oh, This is 8-bit! This is totally 8-bit! What if AndrAIa finds out?
[They fire their guns. AndrAIa rises up on a zip board behind them.]
AndrAIa:
Hello, boys.
[The two One binomes startle exaggeratedly.]
AndrAIa:
Tell me something. Is that live ammo?
One CPU 1:
He made us do it!
Zero CPU:
Yeah, we didn't want to!
[AndrAIa is suddenly wearing a more modest bikini top, one which covers any and all cleavage.]
AndrAIa:
We'll see about this!
[The CPU Ones duck as she flies just over them toward Matrix.
One CPU 1:
[calling to AndrAIa] If you ask me, he's two chips short of a motherboard!
[The second One binome hits him in the back, knocking his helmet askew.]
One CPU 1:
[righting his helmet] Ow! Well, he is.
[The second One binome glares hard at the first. Matrix, behind another broken section of wall, looks around, then aims Gun at a CPU car floating above him. Before he can fire something sweeps by, snatching Gun from his hand.]
Matrix:
[looking, surprised, at his hand] What? [looking up] AndrAIa!
[AndrAIa, still modestly attired, is floating on her zip board and holding Gun up.]
AndrAIa:
What in the Net are you playing at, Matrix?
Matrix:
Training! What does it look like? Bad Matrix. No cleavage for you.
AndrAIa:
[now holding Gun by the trigger guard] With live ammo?
[AndrAIa drifts down to Matrix and holds the gun out to him. He takes it.]
Matrix:
Our enemies don't use blanks.
AndrAIa:
It's over, Sparky. Daemon's gone, we're home. We won, remember.
[AndrAIa floats forward and lays a hand on his shoulder.]
Matrix:
Yeah, but... whaddo we do now?
AndrAIa:
[stroking his cheek with her other hand] We relax, lover. The fighting's over.
System Voice:
Warning, incoming game.
[Matrix and AndrAIa look up. The sky darkens.]
System Voice:
Warning, incoming game.
[Matrix grins widely. AndrAIa looks at him, miffed.]

[Dot is lying on Phong's couch.]
Dot:
Look, I shouldn't even be here talking to you like this.
Phong:
Whyever not?
[Dot sits up and smacks a fist into her palm.]
Dot:
I'm the Command Dot Com of this system. I've appearances to keep up! [voice cracking] If anyone found out-
Phong:
[wheeling to her] Dot, Dot, calm yourself! I am here to help!
Dot:
Help? Your scans proved nothing! Which Bob's the original?
[Dot folds her hands together and lowers her head.] Forget Bobs and marry me.
Phong:
It does not matter, my child. [clasping his hands around hers] In the end, it is you and your heart that will have to decide.
System Voice:
Warning, incoming game. Warning, incoming game.
[Dot and Phong both look up.]
Dot:
[sighs] Some things never change.
[Dot gets off the couch and walks to the door. Phong looks down and shakes his head.]

WHEEE! [Bob, Bob, and Enzo, flying on zip boards, pop up over the city and fly toward the game. They are joined a nano later by Matrix and AndrAIa. They all head toward the descending cube.]
Enzo:
[flying behind Matrix] Alphanumeric! The User won't stand a chance with all of us in the game!
Matrix:
Well, you're not goin' in for a start!
Enzo:
What?! Why not?!
Matrix:
You haven't had your icon checked. We've no idea what Hex did to it.
[Dot flies up in front of them and stops, facing them.]
Dot:
You can all stop right there!
[She holds up a hand. They all stop right there.]
Both Bobs:
Dot?
Dot:
[to Enzo] Whaddayou think you're doing?
Enzo:
We're all gonna go fight the game!
Dot:
Well, you're not, for a start!
Enzo:
[gesturing at Matrix] Aw, that's what he said!
Dot:
[to Glitch Bob] And neither are you, Gli - ah, Bob.
Glitch Bob:
But-
Dot:
Remember what happened the last time you tried to reboot?
Bob 2:
[coming up behind Glitch Bob] What happened?
Glitch Bob:
But that was before. I-I'm pretty sure that-
Dot:
And I'm totally sure. You stay outta games until Phong gives you a clean bill of health!
Bob 2:
What happened?
Dot:
Bob, can you reboot?
Bob 2:
Well, yeah. [pointing at Glitch Bob] You mean he can't?
Dot:
You and Matrix take the game. Everyone else, stay out! Twist the knife, creep.
Bob 2:
[to Glitch Bob] You can't reboot?
[Glitch Bob gives him a sour look, then flies close to Dot.]
Glitch Bob:
Dot, is this wise? [sotto voce, pointing at Glitch Bob with his thumb] We don't know anything about this guy.
Dot:
I trust him.
[Glitch Bob watches out of the corner of his eyes, looking hurt, as Bob 2 and Matrix speak.]
Bob 2:
[to Matrix] Come on, Matrix. Let's do it.
Matrix:
Just like old times!
[They high-five each other, then fly under the game cube. Frisket, barking, gallops in with them. The cube slams down.]


[PLACE COMMERCIAL HERE]
[Fade in on the city, with the Game Cube sitting in one sector. The camera swings to point downward, then travels down through an industrial-looking area dominated by long horizontal and vertical pipelike structures. The camera comes to rest on Al's Wait and Eat. Glitch Bob, AndrAIa, and Enzo fly down on their zip boards to the walkway in front of the entrance. Glitch Bob holds up his right forearm, palm toward himself, and looks at it. He flickers slightly.]
AndrAIa:
Come on, you need a powerup. Then you'll feel better.
Glitch Bob:
[softly] Hmph. Dot couldn't wait to get away from me.
AndrAIa:
You're reading too much into this. Mouse and Ray are about to check in with her. She's a busy Sprite now.
Glitch Bob:
Well, she always was.
[They duck down as the doors burst open and a dataform that looks like an eight comes flying out. When it hits the ground and bounces away beyond them they can see that it is actually an ampersand. It rocks for a few nanos, then falls over on its side.]
Al's Waiter:
[voiceover] And stay out!
Enzo:
Hey guys, you sure this's a good idea?
AndrAIa:
Bob needs an energy shake, and I don't think he's got a chance of getting served at Dot's Diner.
Glitch Bob:
I never did. Cecil hasn't changed one bit. Huh! See, I remember that. Copy, me?

[Fade to the interior of a dojo. Matrix, Bob 2, and Frisket stand in the center of the room.
Bob 2:
[sighs] No Glitch, no game stats-
Matrix:
Not a problem. This one was old when I was young. Can't believe the User still plays it.
[Matrix begins stretching and posing.]
Bob 2:
[surprised] You've played this one before?
Matrix:
Oh yeah. Welcome to the dojo level of Pantsu Hebi - [He strikes a number of martial arts poses, making the requisite vocal effects.] - X.
[Bob 2, eyes half lidded, looks unimpressed.]
Matrix:
[posing] Basic multilevel fight game - with a twist.
Bob 2:
Okay, whaddo we have to do?
Matrix:
Wait.
Bob 2:
What?
Matrix:
This's the final level, Bob.
Bob 2:
So... the User might not even get here?
Matrix:
[posing] Yeah. The game sprites might defeat him.
Bob 2:
This is good.
Matrix:
[posing] But, if the User does make it this far, he's gonna have powerups out the yinyang.
Bob 2:
This is not good.
Matrix:
[clicking his icon into regular mode and crouching down] So, let's see what we got. C'mere, boy.
[Fristet comes over to Matrix.]
Matrix:
[double-clicking both Frisket's and his own icons] Reboot!
[Bob 2 squints, one hand raised, as green light flares. The light transforms Frisket into a little cel-shaded creature resembling Pikachu. He falls to the ground. The camera comes up to Matrix's face. Matrix is now a cel-shaded anime-esque boy with big hair. He looks at himself.]
Matrix:
Aw, no. Skeet target
[Bob 2 covers his mouth and snickers. Frisket jumps up and down into frame, chirping his name.]
Frisket:
Frisket! Frisket!
Bob 2:
[straining to keep from laughing] You were right, though. Just like old times! [puts his hand to his mouth and snickers]
[Frisket is now on Matrix's shoulder.]
Matrix:
Oh, you can laugh!
Bob 2:
What?
Matrix:
We know what you're gonna reboot as.
Bob 2:
[sighs] O-kay... [double-clicks his icon] Reboot!
[The green light transforms him into a small silver-and-gold decahedron. Matrix bends over it.]
Matrix:
Heh. Told you there's a twist.
Bob 2:
[within the decahedron, which expands when he speaks] This is bad.
Frisket:
Frisket!

[Cut to Mouse, who is seen on a VidWindow. The camera pulls back, showing that Dot is in the War Room. Ray surfs in the background of the window.]
Mouse:
And apart from some minor system problems-
Dot:
Hex.
Mouse:
Probably - the Net's clean.
Dot:
So, everything's back to normal.
Mouse:
As if Daemon never happened.
[Dot draws in a breath and closes her eyes.]
Mouse:
So, how's our favorite Guardian?
Dot:
He- [shakes her head] they're okay.
[Ray poses, apparently for Dot's benefit.
Mouse:
I'm dyin' to know, which one didja choose?
Dot:
Mouse! Shut up and - oh, you're already shut up.
Mouse:
Get outta here, Ray! [She plants a hand on his chest and shoves him out of the scene, then speaks to Dot again] C'mon, it's just us girls now.
Dot:
I can't tell you, Mouse.
Mouse:
You won't tell me?
Dot:
No! I can't! I.... don't know!

[In the dojo, Matrix is kneeling, hands out, palms upward, as if meditating. The decahedron is on the ground and Frisket is bouncing around him.
Frisket:
Frisket!
[Matrix stops Frisket with a hand in front of his head before he gets to the decahedron.]
Frisket:
Frisket!
[Matrix picks Frisket up and turns him so he faces the other way. Frisket scampers off.]
Bob 2:
This is really starting to freak me out now! Look, just tell me the point of this game. Why am I stuck in here?
[Matrix picks the decahedron up.]
Matrix:
I'm a Pantsu Hebi trainer, you're a Pantsu Hebi X. A-a mutant creature. I keep you in that tiny container and release you to fight for me.
Bob 2:
You keep creatures in cages and release them just to fight?
Matrix:
Yeah.
Bob 2:
That is sick!
[A gong sounds. Matrix drops the decahedron and looks up.]
Game Voice:
Final level.
[Frisket bounds around on the floor, then stops between Matrix's feet. He growls.]
Frisket:
Frisket!
[The decahedron snaps into Matrix's open hand.]
Matrix:
Let's do it!
[Outside, birds fly overhead above a oceanside landscape that looks as if it was painted in watercolor. The dojo doors open and Matrix walks out, Frisket perched on his shoulder. A gong rings. A junk is approaching.]
Frisket:
[growling and barking] Rrrr, Frisket! Rrr, Frisket, Frisket, Frisket!
[Matrix scowls. The boat grounds itself on the shore. The camera pans up to a dramatically-posed, green-clothed boy with hair like a blonde artichoke. His belt is covered with decahedrons. He leaps over the front of the boat and walks up to the circular field in front of the dojo. Matrix watches him approach. The camera rotates around him so the approaching User is framed between Matrix's arm and body. The camera closes in on the User. The User clenches his fists, then tilts his head with crackling noises, loosening up. Matrix and the User bow to each other.]
Matrix:
Okay, boys, game on!
[The User's eyes narrow.] My hair HURTS!
User:
[taking three decahedrons off his belt] Womatron! Ojimon! Slohilia! I release-a thee!
[The User throws down the three little decahedrons. When they hit the ground they release three elephant-sized creatures. One is birdlike, one is sluglike, and the third is just big and orange.]
Matrix:
[holding Bob 2's decahedron] Bobzilla, I release thee!
[Matrix throws the decahedron down. It releases a huge, goofy blue dinosaur with Bob 2's hair.]
Bob 2:
Hoo, finally! Ya just can't talk in those things.
[Bob 2 looks at himself. The User's Xes, in front of him, are only half Bob 2's size.]
Bob 2:
Whoa, I'm a monster. This is different.
[The orange creature grunts and shoots beams at Bob with its eyes. The birdlike thing spits flame. Bob 2 stands there, roaring and flailing his arms.
Matrix:
[calling] Bobzilla! Use your atomic nostril blast!
[Bob 2 stands there, roaring as the beams and fire hit him. Then he covers one nostril with his claws and turns away from the camera. With the sound of a deflating balloon he turns in a slow arc, spewing green globs of goop from his other nostril. Some hit the camera. The orange creature, its head and back covered in the goop, falls over onto its side. The bird, also covered in goop, falls to the ground behind it.
[Matrix nods and grins. Then he looks over.]
Matrix:
Behind you!
[The sluglike critter is crawling up behind Bob 2. Bob 2 turns and looks.]
Matrix:
[continuing] Use your nuclear bottom burn!
Bob 2:
You're kidding, right?
[As another ballon-deflating sound starts, the slug squints against a gale-force wind, a look of disgust on its "face." It slides backward, then dissolves in the wind. Matrix grins and gives a thumbs up. Then, with a look of disgust, he holds his nose. Bob 2 does a victory dance. The User takes another set of decahedrons off his belt and throws them to the ground. They release another collection of goofy creatures. One, a fish, flops to the ground.]
Bob 2:
[nervously] Um, Enz-uh, Matrix, uh, a little help?
Matrix:
Sorry, Bob, a trainer can only call strategies! I can't fight the Hebi Xes! What? I'm supposed to be COMPETENT in these games?
Bob 2:
What?!
[Bob 2 starts backing away.]
Matrix:
And he's got a full set. A hundred and fifty of 'em.
[The User points. The two round creatures next to him lumber toward Bob 2. All of the creatures approach Bob 2, who steps backward.]
Bob 2:
Not good. [to Matrix] This is not good!

[PLACE COMMERCIAL HERE]
[In Al's Wait and Eat, a One binome drinks out of a beer mug through a straw. He belches, then falls over on his side. Pan across a number of booths, in which binomes are drinking, arm wrestling, and sleeping (and being poked at with the handle of a push broom). A young One is dancing on one of the tables. Al's Second Waiter, holding up a tray with three drink cups, skates into an open cylindrical enclosure with a floor like one disc of a zip board. He grins at the camera just before the disc lowers. It comes down in another enclosure on a lower floor. Binomes are drinking at the bar. Al's Second Waiter skates out, doing loops and arcing across the floor. One of the binomes at the bar turns on his stool and holds a hand up.]
Ex-Viral 1:
Waiter! Waiter!
[Al's Second Waiter skates right by. The binome glares, then turns back to his companions at the bar.]
Ex-Viral 1:
Aw, can you believe it, he ignored us!
Ex-Viral 2:
Yeah, I tell ya, back in the days we were viral he wouldn't've dared skate by.
Chauncy:
Yeah, the uniform meant somethin'. We got respect.
Ex-Viral 1:
And girls. 'Member? Not no fool Billy Idol lip neither
[Ex-Viral 2 and Chauncy nod at each other, grinning. Ex-Viral 1 turns and looks at the binome on his other side, who is drinking from a mug and minding his own business. The binome looks over and sees the three ex-virals glaring at him.]
Binome 2:
I-I - I was never viral.
[He trembles. The three ex-virals lean closer. A numeral eight walks by some booths. He passes by the booth at which AndrAIa, Enzo, and Glitch Bob are sitting. Al's Second Waiter is speaking to Bob.]
Al's Second Waiter:
I mean, like, so what if you are a copy? Some of my best friends are copies. The important thing is to be true to yourself. Just polishing the armor
[Al's second waiter leans close to Bob and smiles earnestly. The camera pans down to where Al's Second Waiter's hand rests on Glitch Bob's thigh. Glitch Bob looks at the camera with a "what the heck?" expression. Al's Second Waiter, realizing his mistake, draws back.]
Al's Second Waiter:
O-kay! [sliding a blue cup across the table] One powerup malt,
[A purple cup slides into AndrAIa's hand.]
Al's Second Waiter:
[continuing] one nycad booster, easy on the volts, [putting a dun colored cup in front of Bob] and a double-D shake. Enjoy!
[Al's Second Waiter skates off flamboyantly. Glitch Bob slumps over his shake as if exhausted.]
AndrAIa:
Well, I think you're the real deal, Bob.
[Bob picks up his shake and drinks.]
Enzo:
A-and I don't care. I'm a copy, a backup, and I'm okay! [hitting Glitch Bob on the arm] Us copies've gotta stick together!
Glitch Bob:
Hey, you're right! What difference does it make? I've always been me!
Binome 2:
[voiceover] Hey you! Uh, Bob? Shouldn't you, you know, be doing something?
[Glitch Bob and Enzo look over. Ex-Viral 2 is standing behind the trembling bystander binome, and Ex-Viral 1 is advancing on him from the front. Ex-Viral 1 draws back and hits the bystander four times, knocking him back with each blow. Al's Waiter chews his toothpick as he watches, utterly blase. Ex-Viral 2 holds the bystander's arms behind his back as Ex-Viral 1 draws back. When he swings the bystander kicks with both feet, sending Ex-Viral 1 flying over the bar and into the kitchen. Seen through the window, fire flares. Ex-Viral 1 jumps back through the window and runs through the bar, screaming, his hair on fire. He runs past Glitch Bob, Enzo, and AndrAIa's table. AndrAIa watches.]
AndrAIa:
Nice here.
Al:
What?

[The User's Xes are all attacking Bob 2 with various beam attacks. Bob 2 is standing there, roaring and waving his arms.]
Bob 2:
Help!
Matrix:
[yelling] I - can't!
Bob 2:
There must be something you could do!
Matrix:
[yelling] No! The rules are clear!
Bob 2:
[leaning down to Matrix] You're a renegade! Cheat!
Matrix:
[sarcastically] Oh. Right. Thundercleese
[Matrix leaps forward. The User looks startled. Matrix holds a kick pose, blue zoom lines streaking behind in the background. The User's eyebrows rise. Matrix holds a kick pose, blue zoom lines streaking behind in the background. The User's eyebrows rise some more. Matrix holds a kick pose, blue zoom lines streaking behind in the background.]
Bob 2:
Matrix!
Matrix:
[holding a kick pose, blue zoom lines streaking behind in the background] What?!
Bob 2:
Stop trying to hit him, and hit him!
Matrix:
[holding a kick pose, blue lines zoom streaking behind in the background] Oh. [He tilts, revealing a line coming from the back.] Sorry, Bob.
[The camera pulls back, revealing that Matrix is hanging in front of a rotating background of blue zoom lines. A fan on one side simulates wind. Frisket is running on a treadmill below the background. Bob 2 waves a hand as he closes his eyes and shakes his head. Matrix taps the User on the back. When the User turns around Matrix draws back and punches him. The User flies back and falls. Birds fly in the background. Frisket boings after them. The User stands, then kicks and punches the air in what might be intended to be a threatening display. Matrix yawns. The User growls at him. He is about to start forward when Bob 2's foot comes down on him ala Bambi Vs. Godzilla. As Matrix speaks Bob 2 grinds his foot.]
Matrix:
You know, Bob, I don't think you're s'posed to do that.
[Bob 2 wipes his hands together, then shrugs.]

[The game cube rises from Mainframe.]
System Voice:
Game over.
[The sky lightens back to its normal blue. Glitch Bob, AndrAIa, and Enzo watch the cube rise.]
Enzo:
[punching the air] Ha-ha, yeah! Bob won for the good guys!
[Glitch Bob looks hurt.]
AndrAIa:
Bob? You look disappointed.
Glitch Bob:
[after a pause] No, no, I'm not, I, I'm glad they won. It's just...
AndrAIa:
Weird?
Glitch Bob:
Yeah. Really weird.
[AndrAIa puts her hand on his shoulder sympathetically.]
[The sky above the sector the game just left it still dark.]
Bob 2:
Ha-ha, we did it! Gimme five digits!]
[Matrix and Bob 2 jump and high-five each other.]
Matrix:
[enthusiastically] Oh, man! Whatta rush! It's just like old times, huh, Bob!
Bob 2:
Couldn't'a done it without'cha, Enzo.
Matrix:
Enzo?
Bob 2:
[defensively] I'm sorry, I meant Matrix. Don't hurt me!
Matrix:
No. Comin' from you, it sounded okay. Sorta right. [thoughtfully] Enzo. Heh.
Bob 2:
[enthusiastically] Hey! Fancy a game of jet-ball?
Matrix:
[glaring] No.
Bob 2:
Yeah. 'S'what I thought. [He looks away and scratches his head uncomfortably.]

[Pan across Phong's office. In the foreground Nibbles is "running" in a hamster wheel. Phong is doing something quietly at his desk. He looks up when he hears approaching footsteps. The door bursts open and Dot strides in angrily.
Phong:
[as Dot walks past his desk, not looking at him] Oh! Oh, dear.
Dot:
[sitting on the couch] Why did he have to come back? [She lies back.]
Phong:
Uh, who?
Dot:
[rising up on her elbow] Bob! I'd made a decision. I had a plan. We were going to be happy!
Phong:
Go on.
Dot:
[lying back] We could be together at last. No Megabyte to fight or Hexadecimal to deal with, Daemon was gone. I-had-a-plan!
Phong:
Well, you always do.
Dot:
But now whaddo I do? There's two of them! How does that work?
Phong:
Well, maybe it doesn't.
Dot:
[sitting up] Now what's that supposed to mean?!
Phong:
Oh, uh, sorry. I was just... humoring you.
Dot:
[angrily] Well, stop it!
[Phong draws back and rests his arms on the table. Dot's face is starkly shadowed.]
Dot:
[tearfully] Give me some advice.
[She looks down. Phong hops off his chair and wheels over to Dot.
Phong:
But you have made your choice... haven't you?
Dot:
[sighs] I thought I had. But...
Phong:
But? Want good memories? Marry your freakin' teddy bear.
Dot:
Now when I look at Glitch Bob, all I remember is what we've been through. I remember the bad times. All the horror. All the pain. [She puts her hands ho the sides of her head.]
Phong:
I see. And... Bob?
Dot:
[looks at the picture of Season 2 Bob on the wall] When I see him everything's all right. He looks right, he even sounds right. I feel safe. Happy even. [gazing at the picture] When I'm with him, it's like coming home.

Story Editors Ian Pearson
Gavin Blair
Phil Mitchell
Starring the Voices of Sharon Alexander
Giacomo Baessato
Michael Benyaer
Kathleen Barr
Garry (sic) Chalk
Ian Corlett
Paul Dobson
Michael Donovan
Scott McNeil
Stevie Vallance
Voice Director Michael Donovan

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Assistant Director Petra Haluska
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Director of Animation Gino Nichele
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Senior Animators Conrad Helten
Allen LeCorre
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Bea Moritz
Computer Animators Larry Anderson
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Dave MacLeod
Patrick McNabb
Colleen Morton
Jackie Nelson
Alexandra Sydie
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Michael White
Grant Wilson
Lip Sync Technical Director Jason Osipa
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Senior Modelers Gerald Lauzé
Jim Su
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Henry Cho
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Wayne Gonsalves
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Carl Whiteside
Digital Effects Supervisor Michael Mussellam
Digital Effects Animators Karl Buckley
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On-Line Editors Anne Hoerber
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Video Production Technicians Andre Guilbeault
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Systems Engineers David Algar
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Software Support Tim Belsher
Gordon Farrell
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Audio Supervisor Marcel Duppereault
Sound Effects Editors Todd Araki
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Jason Fredrickson
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