Micro Spy Tom/Transcript

Ben's New Invention
* The scene begins with Tom, Angela, Hank, and Ginger watching news for the auction*

Announcer (on TV): We interrupt today's episode of Dance Dating with urgent news for all fans of the town's big donut statue. This delicious historical landmark is going to be restored!

* Tom, Angela, Ginger and Hank cheer*

Ginger: Restored!

Tom: That's great! I used to love climbing the sprinkles on that thing when I was a kid.

Announcer (on TV): The money for the restoration will be raised at a very fancy auction. And the host of this glamorous event will be the town's most charitable citizen, Roy.

Roy: Well, I believe that anyone would help this treasure if they could.

Tom: That-- What?

Roy: Please don't think of me as a hero.

Ginger: That's something a hero would say.

Hank: Right. Classic hero humility.

Tom: (growls) How do you not all see through this guy? (turns off the TV) He's up to something! I mean, remember (The scene cuts to a flashback of "Neighbor Roy") when I found the secret door in his house? Wasn't that suspicious?

* Scene cuts back to Ginger and Hank*

Ginger: I don't know, Tom. Houses have doors. (gasps) I bet it's a tuxedo closet!

Hank: (gasps) Or an extra bathroom!

* Tom screams*

Angela: Guys, it doesn't matter what it is. What matters is there's a fancy auction next door and we're going.

Hank: (gasps) I'll bring donuts.

* Ben's submarine appears in front of the gang and crashes down. Hank jumps away and the gang scream*

Ben: Hah! Back to my regular size.

Ginger: Wow! Ben, what is that thing?

Ben: It's my new invention, the Shrink Submarine. It can shrink and then go inside someone's body to detect medical issues!

Tom: Yeah, yeah, yeah, that's nice. But there is much more important- Wait a minute, random question for you. Could this take you inside someone's head so you can see what they're seeing and learn all of their secrets?

Ben: Theoretically, yes! Thanks for taking an interest in my work, Tom.

Tom: Oh, Ben, I'm very interested.

* Scene cuts to the theme song*

Roy's Badness
Roy: Wow! Thank you, Hank! These donuts will be a sweet addition to my auction. And I see one is just for me to eat.

Hank: Hmm, I must've frosted that one in my sleep. Not the first time that's happened.

Tom: Secret mission log, entry one. I've borrowed Ben's shrink sub and hidden my tiny self in a donut. My journey into Roy to find proof of his badness is about to begin.

Tom: Whoo! Whoo!

* The submarine goes up to Roy's eyeball*

Tom: Made it. Okay. Let's see what you do when you think no one's watching you from inside your eyeball.

* Roy opens the secret room by flicking the chess piece that looks like Roy down and the door opens*

Tom: Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Secret mission log, entry two. Roy is at his secret door!

* Roy goes through security*

Tom: Yeah, this is definitely not an extra bathroom. I mean, I think that's even an eyeball-recognizing scanner. Ha-ha. Wait, what?

* The eyeball-recognizing scanner blinds Tom*

* Tom yells*

Tom: No, no! Must... tint... windshield.

* Tom accidentally presses a button that sends Tom back, crashing around in Roy's body, Tom yelling all the way*

Roy: (humming) Fluff, fluff, fluff.

* Tom crashes into Roy's brain*

* Roy flips over*

Roy: Huh? Whoa!

* Tom gets up and sees that the wheel to the submarine had come off*

Tom: Huh? No!

* Tom runs to the window*

Tom: Help!

Stuck in Roy's Brain
Angela: Tom, we're leaving for the auction! Going once, going twice!

* Ben groans*

Ginger: I'm sold that he's not here. *Ginger opens the door* Probably doesn't want to be anywhere near Roy.

* Ben's phone ringing*

Ben: Hmm. Tom?

Tom: Ben, hi, I need your help. Uh, I'm stuck in Roy's brain. I, uh, I might have borrowed your shrink sub without asking.

Ben: What are you talking about? The Shrink Sub is right—

* Ben yells*

Ben: I should have seen this coming.

Tom: Ok, now... before you yell at me, you should know that I almost saw proof that Roy's bad!

Angela: Tom, I can't believe you would do something so reckless!

* Ben grumbles*

Tom: Look, look, look, we can figure out whose fault it is later. But please rescue me!

Ben: (sighs) I guess this auction is about to see some action.