Bill Gates wants my brain

Ben: Guys! Help me, I need a place to hide out.

Jerry: Why?

Ben: Bill Gates want my brain!

Bree: Why would he want that? [giggles]

Ben: I’m serious! Bill Gates wants to use my Brian cells to help him become the smartest man on earth.

Kat: And your Brain cells are gonna help him?

Ben: Don’t be smart Kat.

Jerry: Well what are you gonna do?

Ben: I’ve been thinking about self-mutilation, you know to destroy myself and help man-kind?

Jerry: Even I’m not that dumb.

Bree: But you are close to it…Ben, What makes you think Bill Gates wants your brain?

Ben: Well I was at the summer house the other day and this guy was spraying the carrots and veggies with this crap, he’s trying to poison me so he can get me.

Bree: [whispers to Kat] Didn’t you hire someone to put some pesticide on the plants.

Kat: Yeah but he doesn’t know that.

Jerry: Whenever I’m feeling suicide, I call Skeeter at the hotline…dial s-u-I-c-I-d-e.

Ben: That’s a good idea, if you don’t mind I need to go home and study. [leaves]

Kat: Come on you all. Let’s go find Skeeter and tell him.

[At the hotline]

Skeeter: Suicide hotline, taking your call, everything you say and do will Not be held against you.

Ben: Yes, You see Bill Gates wants my brain, so I might have to go.

Skeeter: [in a weird voice] BEN? BEN ICE? HAH! DON’T DESTROY YOUR PRECIOUS BRAIN CELLS.

Ben: Who is this? Bill?

Skeeter: It’s me Ben…

Ben: who’s me?

Skeeter: I’M BACK!!!!!!!!!!!! HA HA

Ben: Leave me alone Bill!

[At the summer house]

Ben: If a guy with a weird suit comes looking for me, tell him I moved to Boar boar!

Bree: Why?

Ben: Just do it.

Kat: Ben if you really think Bill is out to get you, maybe you should think about not being such a smartie.

Ben: Good Idea!

[next day]

Ben: Kat you were right, I acted smart all day and Bill didn’t’ call me once.

Kat: Good yet I have a confession, It was Skeeter at the hotline and the pesticide man outside.

Ben: Boy, I sure feel dumb… It’s working. I ‘m not feeling smart. Now Bill don’t want my brain.

Bree: [shakes her head] Ben! You can be a smartalek again!

Kat: [glares]

Bree: What/ Without him being so smart it’s just not Ben.