Hank's TV Party/Transcript

(The scene begins with the gang, except Hank, eating cake)

Jeremy: Oh, yummy!

(Ginger enters)

Ginger: What are you all doing? If we want to go on every scary ride at the carnival today, we have to be there in 15 minutes!

(Ginger pulls Ben by his arm)

Angela: Oh, sorry, Ginger. We were waiting for Hank, then we got distracted by this mystery cake.

Jeremy: Yeah. We don't know why it's here, but you don't question cake!

(Ben and Ginger stop)

Tom: (gulps) Wait! Don't question cake? This all feels eerily familiar!

Jeremy: Huh? What's eerily familiar?

Tom: This is a birthday cake! It's Hank's birthday!

Jeremy: Oh, a birthday. I hear those are fun.

Ben: It's not fun! (The scene cuts to a flashback of "Hank the Director") Every year he forces us to help him make his own episode of his (Scene cuts back to Ben) favorite show, "Bongo and McGillicuddy."

Ginger: And he gets all bossy and mean (The scene cuts back to the flashback) and... not Hank-like.

(Hank spits coffee on Ginger)

Hank: (flashback) That's disgusting!

Angela: Huh. I guess the carnival trip is off. There's no way out of this one.

(Tom's head falls into the cake)

(Tom ear perks up as the gang hear footsteps)

Tom: Huh? Oh, no, I think I hear him coming.

(The door opens)

Hank: Eugh.

(Hank coughs)

Ginger: Maybe there is a way out of doing this! Guys, Hank is sick!

Hank: No, I'm okay. I just need fluids.

(Hank coughs again)

Tom: Hank, that sounds bad. We better let you rest.

(Tom and Ben put Hank on the couch)

Hank: Maybe you're right. (coughs) It might be contagious.

(Tom and Ben lie Hank down)

Ben: Well, you definitely sound contagious, so we'll celebrate you on another day.

(Tom and Ben nervous chuckles)

(Tom and Ben run outside)

Angela: Yeah!

Ginger: Carnival time!

(The gang leave)

Hank: Well, at least you're still here, Jeremy.

Jeremy: Oh, yeah. I'm still here and I got questions! What other germ have you been hanging out with behind my back?

(The scene cuts to the theme song)

Jeremy: Watch TV and sip that soup. I'll get you a blankie. Let's see the other germs stand up to that!

Hank: Hey, I'm sorry, okay? I really didn't wanna get sick, believe me. (snottery sniff) I'd rather have my usual birthday where I... (coughs) bring my TV show to life. Instead, I have to sit here... Oh, man! And now there's soup on the remote.