Dewey, stop tap dancing, it's 3:00 a.m.

Wait a minute! That's morse code!

Mark Beaks! Oh, no!

- Unh! - -Ah, ah, ah, you didn't say the magic word.

Ah, ah, ah, you didn't say the magic word.

- Mark Beaks took over... - Tell everyone.

Everyone? I get to tell... everyone!

Fenton created a virtual cloud space for science

and he's in love with Gandra Dee!

I'm free! I'm free!

Now to tell the people who can actually help.

A few more bean bags, pew, pew, pew...

So, amigo, amiga, you got any more big ideas I can steal?

We'll never give you our ideas.

Oh, I think you will.

Or I might just have to delete you from the program.

Pollito! Unh!

So this must be your girlfriend.

She is real, right? I don't know how this internet stuff works.

Um, shyello! Omnipotent godlike cyber being here.