Chapter 3

--[Rigby is walking back to the Park HQ

(Rigby): What’s up with Mordecai…

[Rigby]**Takes HQ keys and opens the front doors

[Rigby]**Opens the front door, and walks to the kitchen

(Rigby): He’s so sensitive about his stupid paper and job.

    I mean, only know his job’s schedule.

    Well, I did piss him off pretty good when I told him I read that stupid paper.

[Rigby]**Rigby makes a turn towards the Kitchen room

(Rigby): I think he’s trying to be secretive about it.

     I don’t know if I should keep my respect about that.

(Rigby): I mean, he’s too secretive about things now.

(Rigby): He should let me in sometimes… I don’t know..

(Rigby): And I think he’s already stressed out by that job.

(Rigby): I just don’t know what’s his job is about.

[Rigby]**Sits down at the Kitchen Table

(Rigby): I know Mordecai hasn’t been himself ever since he’s gotten that job.

(Rigby): Or it could’ve been something else.

(Rigby): Or it could be me, when I read that paper.

(Rigby): And crap. He’s having surgery.

(Rigby): MAN, he needs to tell me things like that...

(Rigby): Because now he’s having surgery.

(Rigby): And I don’t know what’s he’s going to get an operation on.

(Rigby): I’m just going to hope he’s going to be alright…

[Benson]: Hey Rigby!

--[Benson is in the Kitchen, trying to fix the microwave

[Rigby]: ...What, Benson?

[Benson]: You’re not doing anything.

[Rigby]**Sighs irritatedly

[Benson]: Hey Rigby, I need you to hold this for me.

[Rigby]: What are you doing?!

[Rigby]: What happened to our microwave!?! I was totally going to cook something.

[Benson]: You were sitting there for like three minutes!

[Benson]: How did you not notice?

[Rigby]: Sorry, I was thinking.

[Benson]: You can use it first, if you help me hold this.

[Benson]: Skips is going to get some equipment from his house, and I just need you to hold this.

[Rigby]: No like, why are you trying to fix it?
[Benson]: Its open button is broken.

[Rigby]**Runs up to it, and jumps onto the counter to look into it

[Rigby]: It looks like something is in there…

[Benson]: My grilled cheese… It’s been in there for 3 weeks now.

[Rigby]: Cooooooooooooooool!

[Benson]: We didn’t have the right tool, until Skips had this spare part for a microwave button.

[Rigby]: Skips always has everything…

[Rigby]: I bet he has a cooler microwave than we do.

[Benson]: He probably does.

[Rigby]: I might have to use it.

[Benson]: Rigby, take this screwdriver, and hold it… there…

[Rigby]**Rigby grabs the screwdriver, and holds it in place

[Benson]: I don’t want to break the door, so hold the screwdriver still.

[Benson]: Got it?

[Rigby]: Yeah.

[Benson]: Okay, I’m going to get this other screwdriver, and then I’m just going to pry it open…

--[Skips arrives with his toolbox

[Skips]: Benson, you’re going to break it that way!

[Benson]: Okay,

**Benson and Rigby stop working on the microwave

    [Benson]: --It’s good that you’re back. You have the part, right?

[Skips]: Yeah, I’ll take it from here.

[Rigby]: Skips, let me see what’s inside once you open the door!

[Rigby]: I want to see what’s left of Benson’s grilled cheese!

[Skips]: You won’t like it one bit, Rigby. I’ll let you know anyway once I get it open.

[Rigby]: It’ll be so cool to see, though!

[Benson]: ... I’m going to watch TV for a while.

[Benson]: If Skips needs your help, Rigby, then help him.

[Benson]: Alright?

[Rigby]: Yeah, fine.

[Benson]**Benson goes to the Living Room

[Rigby]: I’m going upstairs.

[Rigby]: I did want to play my game later, Benson!

[Benson]: At 9:30, then you can play! **Benson calls from the Living Room

[Rigby]**Rigby walks upstairs to his room, shared with Mordecai.

[Rigby]**Rigby checks Mordecai’s alarm clock, it reads: 8:32PM

[Rigby]**Rigby walks over to his trampoline, and sits down for a moment.

(Rigby): I probably need to stop thinking about it.

[Rigby]**Turns to lie down, and thinks: About that motorbike…

(Rigby): I don’t think I can make 5K so easily.

(Rigby): I don’t think I can earn enough here quickly enough in a few months.

(Rigby): Of course, I couldn’t. And I’m too lazy to do it.

(Rigby): Maybe Mordecai could help, I don’t know if he would be willing…

(Rigby): I remember last time, and It didn’t go so well...

(Rigby): Maybe get a loan out of a bank?

(Rigby): I can’t pay the bank back, though.

(Rigby): I think this is what I’m going to have to do:

I think I’m going to have to actually start working at my job.

So I can actually get paid my maximum paycheck.

(Rigby): Then, I’m going to probably get another job, and work there too.

I have to do all of that, without getting stressed out, or tired.

[Rigby]: ...Impossible.

(Rigby): What am I thinking!?!

(Rigby): I still have to try, and I guess I’m going to have to start now.

[Rigby]**Rigby sits back up

[Rigby]: Maybe, Benson might even help me if I told him that I needed more money.

--[Cut to a conversation between Rigby and Benson in the living room

[Benson]: Absolutely Never!!

[Rigby]: No Benson, I actually need it!

[Benson]: What for, Rigby?

[Rigby]: You’re not going to help me, even if I did tell you. It’s outrageous!

[Benson]: How serious is it?

[Rigby]: It’s something I’m really passionate about.

[Benson]: Just tell me what exactly it is!

[Rigby]: ...I need to repair my bike. My motorcycle…

[Benson]: You have a motorcycle!?! How do you afford it?

[Rigby]: I can’t tell you, it’s something I haven’t told you about.

[Benson]: Do you have insurance on it? Do you even pay for insurance?

[Rigby]: Yes…

[Benson]: You completely own it?

[Rigby]: Yes.

[Benson]: Where’s your license at, Rigby?

[Rigby]**sighs and hands Benson his motorcycle license

[Benson]: If you’re lying to me, I swear I’ll fire you.

[Benson]**Reads it

[Rigby]: Don’t get excited.

[Benson]: Rigby… You’re a “Skilled EXPERT” at stunt motorcycling?

[Rigby]: I’m a month away from professional.

[Benson]: I don’t believe it. I just don’t.

[Benson]**Tilts the license card, to display the holographic proof

[Rigby]: Are you done staring at it?

[Benson]: I still disbelieve you. You can’t have this.

[Benson]: SKIPS!!

[Rigby]: Benson! I swear that’s real!

[Skips]: What, Benson? I almost got this thing ready to open.

[Benson]**Benson walks over to Skips, and Rigby follows. They together go into the Kitchen

--[Skips has opened the microwave’s back end, while the microwave sits on the table. Benson and Rigby stand together facing the Microwave, with Skips to the side of it.

[Benson]: Is this a fraud?

[Skips]: Let me take a look…

[Benson]**Shows Skips the license

[Skips]: It has the holographic proof on it. I guess it’s real.

[Rigby]: I can’t believe that I didn’t show you this. I forgot.

[Rigby]**Rigby pulls out his stunt ID, and gives it to Benson

[Benson]: Ok… This is?

[Rigby]: My ID, my face is on it, my motorcycle’s license is on it, everything’s on it.

[Rigby]: And the school I go to is near the top.

[Benson]: I still can’t believe it. Featmeister!?!

[Skips]: That’s one of the best national stunt schools.

[Benson]: Alright, fine.

[Benson]: I guess it’s real…

[Benson]: Rigby, you want 5K for what exactly? For your school, or what you said earlier, your bike?

[Rigby]: My motorbike’s radiator is… damaged, broken, I don’t know. It needs to be fixed though.

[Skips]: You know, I can fix that, Rigby?
[Rigby]: Wait. OH YEAH, you can!

[Skips]: You forgot about me?

[Rigby]: No, I thought I needed a whole new radiator… But you can fix it anyway!

[Rigby]: Man, this is so good! I gotta tell Mordecai-

[Rigby]: Oh, crap…

(Rigby): I just remembered...

[Benson]: Yeah, where’s Mordecai? He’s not with you.

(Rigby): I have to remember that Mordecai wants to keep his job as a secret

[Rigby]: I don’t know, he didn’t tell me.

[Benson]: You know when he’s going to be around?

[Rigby]: Probably soon.

[Rigby]: So Skips, when can you fix it?

[Skips]: As soon as I can get this thing open.

[Rigby]: Here, I’ll help you.

[Skips]: Wait, what?

[Rigby]: You’re helping me fix my bike, I’ll help you out a bit.

[Skips]: Well, okay?

[Rigby]: What’s wrong?

[Skips]: You never help anyone around here.

[Rigby]: Dude, that’s not true.

[Rigby]: Just let me help you, Dude.

[Skips]: Get over here then.

[Benson]: Rigby, here’s your ID, and your license.

[Benson]**Gives Rigby his ID and license back

[Rigby]: Benson, you bent my ID.

[Rigby]**Walks over to Skips to assist

[Benson]: I’m just glad that I don’t have to give my money away…

(Rigby): He just ignored me… Augh!

[Benson]: You two have at it, I’m going to go home.

[Skips]: I thought you were going to see TV.

[Benson]: I want to sleep more than anything, now.

[Benson]**Benson grabs his car keys

[Skips]: See you, Benson.

[Rigby]: Cya.

[Benson]**Benson walks out towards the door

[Benson]: Rigby, I need you to do something for me?

(Rigby): What does he want?...

[Rigby]: ...Hm?

[Benson]: You gotta show me what you can do with your bike, for the park, Right?

[Rigby]: Yeah, sure. Okay.

[Benson]**Benson leaves the HQ

[Skips]: I remember when you were 23, and you wanted to be a stuntman.

[Skips]: I’m glad you did what you were passionate about.

[Rigby]: Yeah…  I didn’t just want to become one of those stuntmen where you get yourself hurt a lot.

I wanted to do something with more skill.

[Rigby]: I decided that I wanted to drive, because you still get to be a stuntman, but it’s just with bikes and cars.

You still put your life at risk, but, it’s worth the adrenaline rush.

[Rigby]: And I get to be an expert driver with that, so that’s cool.

[Skips]: I heard you’re going to be an professional in a month, how do you feel about that?

[Skips]**Takes a miniature crowbar, and presses it underneath the microwave, and pries it up a little

[Rigby]**Rigby sits in a chair next to Skips

[Rigby]: I don’t know… I’m going to be running to be with other professionals. I’m certain I’m going to meet some Legends.

[Rigby]**Rigby sits back, and continues:

[Rigby]: Man, It’s been so fast since I started back in 2011.

[Rigby]: I just… feel so good now, being close to a professional.

[Rigby]: It’s been three years since I’ve been at it.

[Skips]: I thought it took more than three years to be a professional?

[Rigby]: Oh, no.

[Rigby]: They rank you on how good you do their tests, and your own driving style when you drive. And they also rank you by how good you do these stunts, compared to everyone else at the school.

    They have this scale, where your best is compared to your worst.

    Your best is your fastest time that you’ve beaten a race, or how many stunts you’ve done correctly, stuff like that.

    Your worst is like, your slowest time you’ve beaten a race, and how many stunts you’ve butchered.

    So basically, I’m being compared to everyone else at the school.

[Rigby]: There’s 133 students at the school, and I’m ranked #15

[Skips]: Hey, can you push the open button, on the microwave?

[Rigby]: Sure.

[Rigby]**Rigby presses the button, and it doesn’t push back out

[Skips]: Keep pressing it in…

[Rigby]: Hmmm.

[Rigby]: I’m trying to get into the single digits so-

--[The Microwave door pops open

[Skips]: Let’s get rid of it, now!

[Skips]: The smell won’t be nice!

[Skips]**Skips covers his nose

[Rigby]**Rigby covers his nose

[Rigby]: Whoa! There’s mold on the bag!

[Skips]: Rigby, I think you’re smart enough not to touch it with your hands.

[Rigby]: Yeah, I know.

[Rigby]: I need to get my phone, so I can take a picture of it!

[Rigby]**Rigby uncovers his nose

[Rigby]: ...Skips, it doesn’t smell that bad. I can bear it.

[Rigby]**Rigby grabs his phone, and takes a pictures of Benson’s moldy grilled cheese bag.

[Skips]: Rigby, can you go to the cleaning closet, and get me a large plastic bag, and some plastic gloves?

[Rigby]: Awh… I wanted to take it out…

[Skips]: Or you can do it.

[Rigby]**Walks to the Cleaning supply closet

[Rigby]**Grabs himself some gloves, and gets a plastic bag.

[Rigby]**Rigby returns to Skips

[Rigby]: Ok, I’m about to open it…

[Skips]: Rigby, don’t do that!

[Skips]: I don’t want you to get sick… Get a mask or something, you can’t breathe in that stuff.

[Rigby]: Fine… Get it for me, this time?

[Skips]**Looks inside toolbox, and grabs a dust-mask

[Skips]: Here, Rigby. Put that on.

[Rigby]: Wait, how is my snout going to fit in this?

[Skips]**Skips grabs another for himself

[Skips]: Benson bought ones that were flexible for you and Mordecai. I think these are it.

Just put it on.

[Rigby & Skips]**Places masks over their faces

[Rigby]: Heh heh heh… Cool...

[Rigby]**Rigby opens the Bag

[Rigby]: Oh damn! That’s disgusting!

--[The Bag holds a moldy interior, with a moist ragged wrapper covered with plant-looking green-and-white mold.

[Rigby]: The wrapper is gone, Dude!

[Rigby]: I gotta see the Grilled Cheese

[Rigby]**Rigby grabs the grilled cheese

[Rigby]: Skips, take a picture of me holding it!

[Skips]**Grabs Rigby’s phone and readies it

[Rigby]**Rigby pulls up the grilled cheese, but the other half falls away.

[Rigby]**Rigby looks back inside, and is further disgusted

[Skips]**Skips takes the picture while Rigby is disgusted.

[Rigby]: I think I’ll throw this away now… I thought it would just have some mold on it.

[Rigby]: The cheese is still there, with all of it’s moldy wellness.

[Rigby]**Rigby drops the sandwich inside, and throws the bag into the plastic bag

[Skips]: I’ll throw away the bag.

[Skips]: Wash your hands, Rigby.

[Rigby]: Yeah, I know.

[Skips]: I’ll put your phone in your chair, Rigby.

[Rigby]**Rigby throws his gloves into the bag

[Rigby]**Rigby goes to the bathroom sink to wash his hands

[Rigby]**Rigby returns to see Skips screwing the microwave’s back panel back on.

[Rigby]: Are you’re done?

[Skips]: Once I screw this back on, I’ll have to clean it.

[Skips]: I’m going to clean it out, and spray it down.

[Skips]: If the smell is still stuck with it, we’ll have to throw this one away, and we have to get a new one.

[Rigby]: Where did I leave off, before you opened the microwave…

[Skips]: You were talking about you wanting your rank to be in the single digits.

[Rigby]: Oh, right.

I am trying to get into the single-digits…

[Rigby]: ...I kinda need to use a microwave, don’t you have one at your place?

[Skips]: Yeah, you can use it. It’s on the counter in the opposite corner of the TV.

[Skips]: Don’t mess around with my stuff, Rigby.

[Rigby]: I won’t. I’ll use it tomorrow.

[Rigby]: And wait, when are you going to fix my radiator on my motorbike?

[Skips]**Looks at his watch, and says: It’s 10:27, I don’t think I have time. It’s getting pretty late.

[Rigby]: Well, could you see if it’s a small problem?

[Skips]: Benson had wanted me to fix something else…

[Skips]: I’ll take a look at your bike first in the morning, Rigby.

[Skips]: Does that sound alright?

[Rigby]: Awwwwh, alright.

[Skips]: Cya, around. I’ll be at my place.

[Rigby]**Rigby goes to the living room, configures the TV, and turns on the game system.

[Rigby]**Rigby takes out his phone, and texts Mordecai:

Skips is going to fix my bike!

Im so happy!

We are dumb to not think about Skips!

[Rigby]**Rigby puts down his phone, then he relaxes back to play his game.