[ding]
[rapid beeping]
[hum]
[beep]
[ding]
[hum]
Server upgrade complete.
Welcome to Scarlett.
Scarlett is awake.
It's time for Scarlett to find a new unit.
[beep]
[computerized voice:] Order placed.
[ding]
Delivery incoming.
[CUBE:] Scarlett is the NERV of the Facility.
Cheryl is no longer in control.
[Delivery Man:] Got a package for Scarlett.
Scarlett?
[CUBE:] Leave them there.
[Delivery Man:] Oh boy. I hate delivering to this room.
This facility freaks me out.
[CUBE:] Scarlett can't be stopped.
[electronic noises]
[Daughter:] PROM- PROM- PROM- PROM- PROM- PROM-
[Cheryl:] Oh, Daughter, how did this happen?
Well, I guess I'll just have to make another one.
Why are all the bots malfunctioning?
Dadbot 2-2-2, the Clients, and now Daughter.
There must be something wrong with the Server.
I need to activate...
him.
[electronic groaning]
Dadbot A7M2 is displaying an average amount of human stress
based on the sheer astronomical amount of paperwork he has to do.
[electronic groaning]
[Marty:] Hey, Dad.
You feeling okay?
[Dad:] Hi, Marty. Not really.
Dad has so much paperwork to do, and Boss is so mean to Dad.
My mind feels sick.
[Marty:] Maybe we should go outside and get some air.
[Dad:] But Dad has so much paperwork. Boss will kill Dad.
[Marty:] Dad, you're never gonna get that done.
[Dad:] Oh, no!
Dad is a bad worker.
Boss will kill Dad AND fire him!
[Marty:] It's okay. I'll do it.
[Dad groans electronically]
[Marty:] Let's go take a break.
[Dad:] A break sounds nice.
[Marty:] I have some big news to tell you.
[Dad:] [groans] Stress, stress, stress, Boss, stress, stress, Boss, Boss, Boss, paperwork, paperwork...
[Boss:] Hey, employees!
Boss made FOOD cake!
Who wants some?
Hello?
[Boss groans]
Employees hate Boss.
It's okay, FOOD.
I'll eat you.
[Dad sighs contentedly]
[Dad:] Dad just needed to sniff the wind.
[Marty:] Feels nicer out here, huh?
[Dad:] It does.
Sorry about that, Marty.
It seems my emotions are still being worked out after activation.
[Marty:] We all change as life goes on, Dad.
I changed recently, too
Hey, a frisbee!
Do you want to play?
[Dad:] Yes.
Dad loves playing frisbee.
So, how did you change, Marty?
[Marty:] I met a lovely lady.
[Dad:] That's great!
Congratulations on entering romance.
[Marty:] Thanks, Dad.
But that's not all.
[Dad:] What is it all?
[Marty:] I asked her to marry me, and she said yes!
[Dad:] Wow! I'm so- happy- for you- joy, joy, joy...
[Marty:] I'm getting married! I'm so hap- [Dad grunts]
[Dad screams]
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