JAKE: So Tom dribbles around this guy like half his size, right? And then heaves the ball from half court, swish, nothin' but net. You remember that, Tom?

TOM: ~looking down at his soup~ It was a long time ago.

JAKE: It was last year.

JAKE'S DAD: I remeber.

JAKE'S MOM: Honey, you missed the game. You were working.

JAKE'S DAD: Well, I, uh, remember everybody talking about it. And I'll tell you what, I've almost got the clinic up and running, and in a couple of weeks, I'll have plenty of time to go to games.

JAKE: Except Tom's not on the team anymore.

JAKE'S MOM: Well, that was Tom's decision.

JAKE'S DAD: Well, then, I'll, uh, I'll go to your games, Jake.~JAKE grins and continues eating his soup~ You realize it's taken me nearly two years to get the clinic from dream to reality?

JAKE'S MOM: The way you've been working, you oughtta be the clinic's first customer.

JAKE'S DAD: Nah, all I need is a week's vacation.

JAKE'S MOM: Mmm-hmmm.

JAKE: ~laughs~

~suddenly, everybody in the resturaunt turns towards the door. A man in a black suit
has just walked in, JAKE starts looking real nervous, alternating from
looking behind him nervously, to eating~

JAKE:~looks back again, VISSER THREE, in human morph, is the one who walked in~

VISSER THREE: ~walks towards JAKE'S table, watching as JAKE is practically flipping out, looking
over his shoulder constantly~

Opening Theme interupts here

VISSER THREE:~walking around table to JAKE'S DAD~ Greg!

GREG:~wipes mouth with napkin, stands up and shakes VISSER THREE'S hand~ Good
to see you

VISSER THREE: Lovely to see you.

GREG:~points to JAKE'S MOM~ This is my wife, Nikki.

VISSER THREE:~shakes NIKKI'S hand~

JAKE VO: ~looking worried~My dad knows him?

GREG:My son Tom, ~TOM stands up~

VISSER THREE:~shakes TOM'S hand~ Hello, Tom

TOM: ~nods~

GREG: And, Jake.

VISSER THREE:~walks over to JAKE, extends hand~ Nice to meet you, Jake.

JAKE: ~doesn't move~

NIKKI: Jake...

JAKE: ~looks at NIKKI~

NIKKI: ~nods meaningfully at VISSER THREE'S hand~

JAKE:~looks up, wipes hand~Sorry, ~shakes VISSER THREE'S hand~ had some of that fishy stuff on my hands. Didn't think you'd want to go around smelling like cold potatoes.

VISSER THREE: of course.

GREG: Would you care to join us?

VISSER THREE: Well, perhaps I will, for a moment. ~a waiter brings him a chair~

JAKE VO: Okay, I gotta hold it together. On one side, my brother, who's being controlled by a yeerk. And on the other side, Visser Three. The leader of the entire yeerk invasion of Earth ~looks at each of them in turn~ And
then there's my dad, acting like he's an old friend of Visser Three's.

GREG:~takes a plate from a waiter~Ah, here are the escargot. ~sets plate down on table~

NIKKI: ~takes plate, offers it to VISSER THREE~ Mr. Trent, can I interest you in some escargot?

VISSER THREE: ~cringes, holds up hand~ No, I'm actually alergic.

TOM: ~looks like he's about to be sick~

JAKE VO: Oh, what's the matter? look too much like the yeerk in your brain?

GREG: ~eats a snail~

JAKE VO: Score one for the humans...

GREG: ~picks up plate, offers it to TOM~ Tom, why don't you try one? You're always up for something new.

TOM: ~holds up hand and turns face away~ uh, pass.

JAKE: You know what? I'll try some. So starved even snails look good.~takes the escargot offered by GREG. Eats it bite by bite, enjoying the displeasured looks on VISSER THREE'S and TOM'S faces~

VISSER THREE: ~looks like he's about to be physically ill~ Uh, my guests have arrived. You'll have to excuse me. ~stands up walks away~

GREG: ~watching VISSER THREE~ well, take a good look, that's the look of success.

JAKE: I don't like him.

TOM: What's not to like?

GREG: He worked his way up from nothing, and now he has the world at his feet.

JAKE: I guess.

GREG: Hey, Jake. Why don't you help me out at the clinic this weekend?

TOM: No! ~JAKE and GREG look at him~ Well, I'm taking Jake down to The Sharing this weekend, right Jake?

JAKE: You know, now that sounds great. I think I'd like to help you out this weekend.

GREG: Great.

TOM: ~looks dejected~

~outside of the clinic~

JAKE: ~inside, at a computer, typing~ It's not too bad working here.

~computer at cyberia. RACHEL,CASSIE and MARCO are at a computer. RACHEL actually typing,
CASSIE reading a magazine, and MARCO leaning over RACHEL'S shoulder . On screen: "It's
not bad working here, and I get paid!"~

RACHEL:Jake's getting paid to work at his dad's clinic!

AX:~sitting at a table covered in food~

MARCO: ~walks over to counter, comes back to AX'S table with a hot dog~ This is a hot dog. ~turns to walk back to computer~

AX: It's made from dog?

MARCO: ~turns back~ Not really.~turns back towards computer~

AX: Is it good?

MARCO: ~turns back~ Not Really. ~turns back to computer~

AX: ~picks up hot dog and looks at it suspiciously~

RACHEL: He's worried that his dad knows Vi--I mean, Victor Trent.

CASSIE: Tell him he's just paranoid, it's probably just business.

AX:~Starts eating hot dog like it was an ear of corn, no bun~

RACHEL: ~types and sends a message~

CASSIE: Ask him when the clinic opens.

RACHEL:~types and sends message~

JAKE: ~types and sends a message~

RACHEL: Tomorrow, they're keeping it quiet, though. Some V.I.P's coming in. But he doesn't know who.

MARCO: It's probably just some movie star.

AX: Stars don't move.

RACHEL:~to CASSIE~ Hey, maybe it's somebody amazing like Jason John McCole!

MARCO: ~rolls eyes~

CASSIE: That would be so cool!

AX:~with mouth full~ So cool So Cool. So Cool!!!

MARCO: ~rushes over~ Ax, Ax, Ax,

AX: So Cool!!!

MARCO: ~brings AX a hamburger~ This is a hamburger.

AX: Hamburger.

MARCO:~sits down at AX'S table~ Mm-Hm.

AX: So it is made of ham?

MARCO: Not really.

AX:~starts taking burger apart. Dropping onions on table. Holds up pickles, looks at MARCO~ And is it nutritious?

MARCO: Not really.

AX:~dips meat part of burger in pop, takes a huge bite. RACHEL and CASSIE start to giggle. MARCO looks disgusted.~

~back at the clinic. GREG is inside looking around, JAKE is moving boxes~

GREG: ~looking at high tech security system. Looks to a guy in a suit~

SUIT GUY: It's standard security procedure

GREG: For who?

SUIT GUY: You do want everything to go well tomorrow, don't you?

GREG: This is a health clinic, not the Pentagon. Besides, we can't afford this equipment.

SUIT GUY: It's already paid for.

GREG: By whom?

SUIT GUY: An anonymous doner.

JAKE: ~sees two men load canisters marked "CAUTION: Biohazard" into an elevator~

SUIT GUY: ~hands GREG a card~Your security pass.

JAKE: ~steps out so GREG and SUIT GUY can see him~ So, Dad, where do you want all these files?

SUIT GUY: ~walking to JAKE~ I'm afraid all non-essential personel will have to leave before Governor Blaire arrives.

GREG: He's not personel, he's my son. And since when did the governor need so much security?

SUIT GUY: Perhaps you didn't hear? The governor announced his candidacy for president. ~looks to JAKE~ You'll have to leave.

JAKE: It's okay, Dad. ~looks to SUIT GUY~ wouldn't want to be in the way. ~sets down box, grabs jacket, leaves~

SUIT GUY: Thank you, Doctor.

~the barn. EVERYBODY, except TOBIAS and including AX in Andalite form, is there~

JAKE: Something's wrong. Since when does the clinic need all this security?

RACHEL: If the governor's now a presidential candidate, the extra security makes sense.

JAKE: Yeah, but it's more. They were wheeling in these canisters marked Hazardous Chemicals. It seemed like they were sneaking it past my dad.

AX: < I sense yeerk involvement. >

CASSIE: It is strange how those slimy creeps have been so quiet lately. There hasn't been any yeerk activity for days.

AX: < When you do not see them, that is when to be most afraid. >

MARCO: Whoa, whoa, you're right! First the yeerks control the governor. Then the president...Man! They control everything!

RACHEL: How are we gonna get in? I'm guessing they didn't give you a security card.

JAKE: ~shakes head~ No.

AX: < Marco. You rent movies. >

MARCO: Yeah, but not now, Ax.

AX: < Show me your video card. >

MARCO: ~stands up, takes out wallet~ Ax, we don't have time for a movie right now.

JAKE: Wait, ~takes card from MARCO~

AX: < Rub it across my fur. > ~JAKE does so~  < To demagnatize it. Now give it to me.> ~JAKE puts the card in AX'S hand. AX runs a finger down the magnetic strip on the back.~

MARCO: Doesn't look like I'll be renting any more movies.

AX: ~morphs human, gives card back to JAKE~ There. I've encrypted the card. It will now match any human security code.

MARCO: ~takes his card~ Cool! Will this work in the ATM? ~JAKE, CASSIE and RACHEL laugh. AX looks confused~

RACHEL: When does the governor arrive?

JAKE: AT noon. We meet behind the clinic at 11:30.

CASSIE: ~picks up a roach of the floor~

AX: Do you...Do you eat those, too?

CASSIE: ~holds roach out for others to touch~  Not exactly, Ax.

MARCO: ~looks at roach~  Oh! Gross! Do you know how many diseases those things carry?

AX: You acquire it's DNA, not it's diseases.

JAKE: ~gives MARCO a smug look~

MARCO: ~shakes head, but acquires the roach. Then JAKE, then RACHEL~

~outside the clinic. A parade of black cars is parking in front. JAKE, RACHEL, CASSIE and MARCO are roaches above the door~

MARCO: < And here comes the guest of honor. >

CASSIE: < He's early! >

JAKE: < Alright, let's go. >

~inside four security people and Governor BLAIRE meet GREG~

GOV. SEC. 1: I'll be handeling security for the governor's visit. ~brushes past GREG~

GREG: You don't have enough already? ~turns around, sees BLAIRE, shakes hand~ Mr. Governor!

BLAIRE: Hello.

GREG: I'm the doctor in charge. I can't tell you what an honor it is that you accepted our invitation.

BLAIRE: Well, it's always an honor to help launch a facility that can do so much for the well fare of our citizens. And for myself, Mr. Trent has promised me a first class treatment.

GREG: ~seems surprised~  Victor Trent?

BLAIRE: Yes. When you contribute a few million to a facility, I suppose you can offer anybody just about anything. ~turns around, VISSER THREE is walking towards them~ Isn't that right, Victor?

VISSER THREE: Oh, absolutely, Governor. ~shakes GREG'S hand~ Nice to see you again, Greg. ~makes room for BLAIRE to walk past~ This way, Governor.

BLAIRE: ~walks by VISSER THREE and GREG followed by three secret service men. All of them, including GOV. SEC. 1 walk into an elevator with a guard~

GREG: ~tries to follow, but GUARD steps in front of him~

GUARD: Your security pass, please?

GREG: Security pass?

GUARD: Please

GREG: ~starts digging through pockets looking for his pass. Finally finds it, hands it to GUARD.~

GUARD: ~runs it through something that looks like a supermarket credit card thing. A red light flashes, indicating it didn't work~

GREG: Must be something wrong with your security system.

GUARD: Your is invalid, sir. ~hands card back to GREG~

GREG: What? That's impossible!

~In the clinic, MARCO opens a door and looks out~

MARCO: ~steps out into a large room, followed by RACHEL, JAKE and CASSIE~ Whoa, look what Ikia did for this place!

JAKE: ~points to a security camera near the ceiling~ Look.

~EVERYONE starts looking for a place to hide~

RACHEL: ~points to a room to their left~ In there! ~everybody runs in.~

CASSIE: ~closes and locks door~

RACHEL: ~sees a computer, walks over behind desk and sits in front of it~

MARCO: ~he and JAKE look out of door into the room where three men are going into an elevator~

MAN 1: Everything is running smoothly so far. ~swipes security pass~  Let's make sure it stays that way. Check on the governor ~one man turns back~  Make sure he's...comfortable. ~he and the other man walk into elevator~

JAKE: ~steps out into room~ Alright, it's clear.

CASSIE: ~whispers~ C'mon, Rach!

RACHEL: You guys go ahead, I'll catch up with you later.

CASSIE: Just be careful.

JAKE: ~watches security camera go away from them~ Let's go. ~MARCO and CASSIE follow him~

RACHEL: ~still in front of the computer, typing.~

~in the hallway, JAKE, MARCO and CASSIE sneak past the security camera~

RACHEL: ~still at the computer, she's managed to access the security cameras. Get's into a restricted area that just so happens to be a minature yeerk pool.~

GUARD 2: ~sees RACHEL on a security camera~

RACHEL: ~still looking at room containing a small yeerk pool and a kandrona that looks like a huge, mangled shower head glowing red~ It's a yeerk pool! ~watches as two men wheel in canisters marked "Caution: Biohazard~ They're gonna get the governor. ~watches as the ment pull out thermouses full of yeerks and dump them in the pool~

JAKE: ~he, MARCO and CASSIE come to a room marked 'Hydrotherapy'~ Whatever's going on, it's in here.

RACHEL: ~focuses on a camera showing VISSER THREE being followed a man walking through an exercise room~

VISSER THREE: I want this done as quickly as possible. The governor must have absolutely no suspicion.

MAN 2: Yes sir. The Hydrotherapy room is secure, sir.

GUARD 2: ~is trying to unlock the door of the room RACHEL'S in~ There's a problem in Quadrant Four. I'm going to check it out.

RACHEL: ~stands up, morphs back to roach~

GUARD 2: ~comes in, room is empty. Doesn't notice RACHEL crawling between his legs~

JAKE: ~in front of Hydrotherapy room. Swipes card, it doesn't work~

CASSIE: ~sighs~

MARCO: Maybe, you're not doing it right.

JAKE: I've tried this every single way. I--I don't get it. Ax said this could break any code.

CASSIE: Any Human code.  ~nobody thought of this before. MARCO walks away, and walks back. JAKE pulls his hand away from the card swipe-thing.~ Try it again.

JAKE: ~swipes card again. Down the hallway, they hear something.~

MARCO: Sh. Sh. Listen. ~looks past corner. Sees that VISSER THREE came out of an elevator, followed by one man~   Someone's comin'.

RACHEL: ~coming from other direction~ It's Visser Three! And this room is a yeerk pool!

VISSER THREE: Shh...I heard something.

~EVERYONE starts to morph~

MARCO: Oh, man! I hate bugs!

VISSER THREE: ~comes to the hydrotherapy room. He's standing practically on top of everybody~

RACHEL: < Let's get out of here. >

JAKE: < Come on, This way. > ~leads them down a hallway~

VISSER THREE: ~looks at security access, it has the red 'doesn't work' light on~ Hm. I want guards posted here at all times.

MAN 2: Yes, Sir.~leaves~

~back out in the hallway, a NURSE nearly steps on them~

NURSE: ~gasps~

MARCO: < Feet at twelve o'clock, dudes. >

NURSE: Open one day, and already we have roaches.

JAKE: < Run! >

MARCO: < Why don't we have wings? I thought roaches had wings. >

NURSE: ~starts chasing them with bug spray~

CASSIE: < She's got bug spray! >

RACHEL: < Straight ahead. Into the air vent.>

~everybody crawls into the vent~

CASSIE: < That was way too close. >

MARCO: < I'm with her. This is a bad morph. >

JAKE: < We can't let the governor get near the hydrotherapy room. >

MARCO: < I knew you were going to say that. >

VISSER THREE: ~in the hydrotherapy room. Tightening belts and chains on a hospital bed. Someone knocks at the door.~ Quick. ~signals for a man with him to move the bed. GOV. SEC. 1 walks into the room~ Is the governor ready for his hydrotherapy?

GOV. SEC. 1: Yeah, he's on his way. ~looks around room~ Personally, I can't see what makes this place so special.

VISSER THREE: Well, perhaps when the governor is done, we can show you.

~in the air vent, JAKE, MARCO, RACHEL and CASSIE are looking down into the hydrotherapy room~

JAKE: < This is it. >

MARCO: < So what do we do now? >
 

~in a massage room, Governor BLAIRE is getting a massage.~

VISSER THREE: ~knocks on door. GOV. SEC. 1 lets him in~

BLAIRE: Victor! Good to see ya'.

VISSER THREE: ~walks over to BLAIRE~ I trust you're enjoying the facility, Mr. Governor.

BLAIRE: I haven't had a treatment this good in years. ~signals for massuese to stop~ Thank you. ~sits up~

VISSER THREE: Well, wait untill you try the hydrotherapy. It will make you a new man.

BLAIRE: Victor, you might just earn yourself a stay in the Lincoln Bedroom when I become president. ~pats VISSER THREE on the shoulder and walks past~

VISSER THREE: I'm counting on it, Mr. Governor.

~back in the air vent~

CASSIE: < They turned the air on. >

JAKE: < We're going to be sucked in. Demorph! >

~outside the hydrotherapy room, GOV. SEC. 1 leads VISSER THREE, Governor BLAIRE and two secruity men to the hydrotherapy room~

~in the air vent, everyone's human again~

CASSIE: Jake?

~vent suddenly collapses, causing the ceiling to cave in a knock a controller who was in the hydrotherapy room unconcious~

JAKE: WHOOAAA!!! ~falls into yeerk pool~

RACHEL/MARCO: AHHHH!!! WHOA!!! ~both fall into room, but avoid the yeerk pool~

~outside the hydrotherapy room~

BLAIRE: ~to VISSER THREE~ What's that noise?

~inside. CASSIE manages to climb out of the vent.~

CASSIE: JAKE! ~leans over side of the pool, sticks hand in, looking for JAKE~

RACHEL: ~crawling out of the vent on the floor~ Is everyone okay?

MARCO: Get him out!

RACHEL: Cassie?

CASSIE: ~has JAKE'S head out of pool~  You guys! I need some help!

~outside~

VISSER THREE: Uh...I'm sure it's nothing, governor. ~swipes security card to get in, but door won't open~

MARCO: ~puts a chair under the door handle so no one can get in~

RACHEL: Pull, Cassie! Pull!!!!

MARCO: You guys, it's Visser Three. Let's get out of here.

CASSIE: Come on, Jake, Come on. ~all three manage to pull him out of the pool. they lay him on the ground next to the pool~  Jake? Come on, Jake. Wake up. Wake up, Jake.

RACHEL: ~leans down to be sure JAKE'S breathing~   He's unconcious! Wake up, Jake!

~outside, a group of men come to try and get the door open~

VISSER THREE: I'm terribly sorry about this, governor. It's quite extraordinary. ~to one of the men~ Did you bring the other card?

MARCO:  Hurry, they're trying to get in.

CASSIE: Jake, come on, wake up. ~they try to sit him up~

~outside~

VISSER THREE: ~tries to push door open, again. It doesn't open~  Um, the key. ~one man tries to open the door with a regular key~

~inside~

CASSIE: Jake, are you okay?

RACHEL: Come on, Jake.

~outside~

VISSER THREE: ~tersely~  Pull out the key. Pull out the key! ~man pulls out the key, starts pushing on door to open it.~ Open the door!

~inside~

RACHEL: Jake!

JAKE: ~opens his eyes, tries to sit up~

~outside~

VISSSER THREE: ~smiles at BLAIRE, starts pounding on door~

~inside~

MARCO: Jake, come on, man.

~outside~

VISSER THREE: GET this door! ~five or six people start pounding on the door~

~inside~

RACHEL: It's now or never, guys.

CASSIE: We can't leave Jake.

MARCO: ~sees the hospital bed~ Guys, guys, look look! Let's get him on here. ~he and CASSIE lift JAKE onto the bed~

RACHEL: I'll handle it. I'm ready. ~starts morphing lion~

~people finally break into room, and are greeted by RACHEL as a lion. She chaes them all away~

MARCO: ~accesses the jacuzzi controls~ Let's make yeerk soup. ~takes a chair, hits the kandrona with it, runs out of the room after CASSIE and JAKE~

~several controllers run into the room~

MAN 3: Check the temperature of the pool!

NURSE 2: ~reaches into pool, pulls out a yeerk~ They're dead! The yeerks are all dead!

VISSER THREE: ~following Governor BLAIRE and his entorage~  Governor! Governor, sir, please! I can explain everything.

BLAIRE: This place shouldn't just be shut down, it should be burnt down! Where do you get off treating animals in a human health center?! ~leaves~

VISSER THREE: ~turns to GREG, who's standing there, bewildered~  I'll take care of it ~follows Governor BLAIRE~

GREG: Animals?

~outside, in a back alley near the clinic, RACHEL, CASSIE and MARCO are helping JAKE down the fire escape~

CASSIE: Jake, you okay?

MARCO: I don't know guys. He spent an awfully long time in that yeerk tub.

JAKE: Don't even remind me, alright? That's disgusting. So, did we get them?

MARCO: Each and every one of them. Blended and Boiled.

JAKE: Way to go.~they slap fists~

RACHEL: We'd better go. Come on. ~ushers CASSIE and MARCO away.~

JAKE: ~stays for a moment, then smirks evily before following.~