-curtains open and Jerry is still writing his love note-
Jerry: la la la hm…ah ha
Ben: Are you still working on that?
Jerry: Yes, is has to be perfect.
Ben: Let me see…
Jerry: No!
Mr. Focker: Come on people!
Ben: I know! Jerry is writing a- [cut off by Jerry's psycho laughter]
Jerry: Hee hee hee ha ha heh HA ah ha ha ha! Laughing, ha, at you, hee hee, because you're a doofus!
Ben: Am not.
Jerry: You are, Ben, gosh.
Ben: Shut up! Pretty hair...the answer is six…pretty hair…
Jerry: Ben is drooling [meanwhile he kicks the seat joyfully]
Ben: Look who's talking!
Jerry: Am not!
Ben: Think we should ask them out?
Jerry: Kat?
Kat: Yeah?
Jerry: Will you and Bree go out with us?
Ben: That's not what you say! Say this…Hey Bree!
{Bree looks at Kat]
Ben: Bree…will you go out with us?
Kat: I'd rather die.
Bree: You're dorks.
[Kat hits her head on the desk and sighs; Bree laughs]
Jerry: Are you okay?
Kat: I'm fine!
Ben: We got turned down! [looks like he's about to cry]
Jerry: It's your fault!
Ben: Shut up! You…blow you really do.
Jerry: Okay. [gets on his knees in front of Ben]
Kat & Bree: Why don't you take that home?
-curtain falls-
-curtain rises. Same day, place, and time-
Ben: I can't believe Bree don't like me.
Jerry: I can't believe Kat don't love me.
Ben: Of course she don't, doey, Kat's got a boyfriend. Anyways, I don't like Bree…I like her hair.
Jerry: Over them! Do you know how to do this?
Ben: No…oh hair!
Jerry: Shut up!
Bree: Hm? What Ben?
Jerry: He says he's in love with your hair.
[Bree gets sick]
Ben: Stop putting words in my mouth!
Jerry: I'm not, man!
Ben: Jeez…Bree those earring hops are big!
Bree: Really?
Ben: Yeah, it makes you look [he starts to sing] you're a genie in a bottle baby. I'll come, come on in and let you out.
Jerry: Ben's sick, Kat, gosh your head looks so big up close! [puts his eye right up to her hair]
Kat: And your neck is really long!
Jerry: Ha ha hee hee hee!
Ben: About that problem…
Jerry: I can't do it!
Ben: Yes you can! You can do it!
Jerry: All night long?
Ben: I don't know…I'm not that kinda guy.
Jerry: [making smooching noises]
Kat: Ben!
Ben: Kat!
[they about to kiss then…]
Kat & Ben: No…ew! Ew!
Jerry: She's the girl I like! [makes a sad face]
Ben: I want all the girls and I deserve to have them because I am all that and have the highest IQ of all.
Kat: Yeah right.
Jerry: Ha ha! Serves you right!
[both boys kick at each there's knee but hit their winkies]