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| - Clarence: (Looking for his eraser) I know my eraser is here somewhere. (Picks up invitation) Ooh! Looks like I got a secret admirer. Clarence: You are cordially invited... Jeff: ...to a sleepover... Sumo: ...at Belson's house. Belson: Whoever makes it through the night without getting pranked will receive my new Acedia game system. (An Acedia game console shows up.) currently not available in the U.S. until next year. So RSVP at my house with my mom, Friday night for a night of fun and games -- if you dare. (He laughs evilly) Sumo: Don't wanna go. I hate Belson. Clarence: Sumo, don't say that. Belson's in our little gang. You know, like the ones in old movies where they sell lemonade, and Belson would be like our pet bulldog or something? Jeff: Yeah. This is not gonna be good. Clarence: Cool. It's like a fort for a rich guy. Jeff: It's a little extravagant. Cynthia: Oh, look who's here! Come in, guys. (The boys enter the mansion.) Cynthia: Belson's in his room. We're remodeling, so bear with me. Clarence: Whoa! Fire! Cynthia: Here's Belson's room. He'll be so happy to see you all. Cynthia: Belson, your friends are here. Belson: Oh. My guests. I didn't hear you come in. Cynthia: Sure, you did. You just... Cynthia: ...closed your door. Emilio: Hey, Belson, your mom is foxy. Julian: Belson, you are so lucky. Belson: "Welcome to the last room you'll ever enter..." Sumo: Yeah, yeah. We get it. Where's that Acedia? Clarence: Guys, be quiet. I wanna hear Belson's little speech. Belson: Um... "Welcome to the last room you'll ever enter. The game I've created will surely lead to the demise of you all. Bwah, ha, ha, ha." Clarence: Wow, that's spooky tell me more. Belson: You get the idea. Check out my new game the Acedia 64. Jeff: I didn't even know you could buy an... Sumo: Acedia! Woman: Welcome back, Belson. Clarence: Whoa! Sumo: I love it. Nathan: I wanna play! Belson: No! Not unless you win. Nathan: But I probably won't win. Cynthia: Belson, can you take out the trash? Belson: 'K! I'm coming! Jeez. Don't you hate it when your mom asks you to do chores when you have friends over? Clarence: Oh, yeah. (He nervously chuckles.) What a nightmare. Sumo: So, you gonna prank us now, or are we just gonna watch you video games? Julian: I am bored. Cynthia: Kids, dinner! Belson: Wait! She's my mom! I get to eat first! Clarence: I'll take some of this and some of this. Jeff: Thanks for making dinner, Mrs. Belson. It's delicious. Cynthia: Well, you're very welcome, Jeff. You can call me "Cynthia." Clarence: (gasps) You get to eat cheesecake puffs? It's like cheesecake for breakfast! Belson: Yeah, but I like 'em better for dinner. Mom, milk! Cynthia: All right! Hold your horses! Belson: Ohh! Brady: Oops. Belson: Ha! You got pranked. You lose. (He plays his recorder.) Belson: Now you can't leave my room for the rest of the night. Brady: Well, can I take my fries? Belson: Yeah, sure. Whatever. (Chuckles) Victim number one. Belson: Hey, have you guys seen my dad's boat? Sumo: It's probably a prank. Jeff: I can help you do the dishes, Cynthia. Cynthia: Oh, that's okay, Jeff, but thanks. I'm really glad Belson has friends like you boys. I was starting to think he didn't have any friends. Jeff: No. Yeah. We all... love Belson. Jeff: Yuck. Cynthia: Jeff, no. Don't take out the trash. That's Belson's one chore in the world. Clarence: Jeff, Jeff, hurry up! Come on! Belson's gonna read a ghost story! You better hurry up! Cynthia: Don't you boys stay up too late. Jeff: We won't. Belson: "Then Rebbecca looked outside, expecting to see her Uncle Ralph, only it wasn't her uncle at all. It was a tall figure obscured by the dark, wearing a terrible hockey mask. Rebecca's last scream was barely heard over the roar of the chain saw." (He imitates the chain saw.) Emilio: (shrieks) Hmph. Whatever. Belson: Good night, everybody Hope you haven't forgotten our little wager. Whoever makes it until morning without getting pranked gets the Acedia. Dustin: Don't... fall... asleep. Clarence: There. Nice and soft. Sumo: (whispers) Hey, buddy, don't fall asleep. Belson will prank you. Clarence: (whispers) OK. Belson: Look. He's asleep. Jeff: No, I'm not! Belson: Not you Clarence. Jeff: Huh? (Belson gets out of bed and puts shaving cream Clarence's hand.) Belson: Does anyone have a feather? Jeff: I got a feather! Clarence: (giggles) Hey, there, little birdie. Nathan: It's not working. Belson: Ah, whatever. Belson: Oh, man, we got him good! Jeff: No, we didn't. That's cheating. Clarence: (licks it off.) Oh, my gosh. You're so delicious! I'm so sorry, birdie! Belson: Oh, man. He's enjoying it. Sumo: Looking for something?! Belson: Uh, no. You're hurting me. Oh! Belson: This isn't going well. I've only pranked two people. Got to up my kills. Time for phase two: (Whispers) The raping! Belson: I'm gonna go take a whiz. (Belson steps on Brady, Julian and Nathan. He leaves his room.) (Offscreen, Belson screams.) Clarence: Oh, my gosh! That sounded like Belson. Clarence: Belson, are you out there? Nathan: He's not in the bathroom. Jeff: Hmm. That wasn't there before. "Play me." Belson: Hello. If you're watching this, I'm already dead. Belson: I mean, I might be. I was kidnapped by the chain-saw killer. The game I created was too powerful, even for me, 'cause I'm the best. That's why it's up to you guys to save me. Whoever rescues me from the chain-saw killer can keep the Acedia, if you're still alive. Anyway, I have to go. He's back! Sumo: It's a prank. Julian: I'm freaking out right now. Jeff: Yeah, that was unexpected, but the staging feels forced. Emilio: And if he really was kidnapped, is that a bad thing? Clarence: Come on, guys. Listen up. Belson has always been there for us to prank us. He's our friend. Are you gonna go tell Belson's poor rich mother, who made us dinner, that you wouldn't save him because... you thought it was a prank? Jeff: I guess that's a valid point. What do you think, Sumo? Sumo: It's a prank! Clarence: Sumo, this isn't the time to point fingers. What we gotta do now is work together to save Belson. Emilio: I got dibs on his R.C. car! (The boys gasp and hear the chain-saw killer sawing the shade and knocking it down. We see the chain-saw's text that says "Daddy's Little Lumber Jack". The Boys run from Belson who's the chain-saw killer. Sumo hides in the air vent. The boys run out of Belson's bedroom and run in the hallway.) (Clarence turns his head seeing Belson chasing him.) Clarence: Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Please don't kill me! (Clarence sees a doggy door.) Clarence: Quick! Everyone, through this little door! Julian: I did not sign up for this. I thought we were gonna be watching movies and eat s'mores. I am so... done... with this! Nathan: What the heck was that?! Clarence: Isn't it obvious? It's the hockey-mask killer from that book Belson was reading. Didn't anyone watch that video?! Sumo: There's no killer. The book is made up, and the video's a fake. The killer's just Belson in a mask. Sumo: You all got pranked. Nathan: How do you know it was Belson? Sumo: 'Cause Belson stinks! He invited us here just to be a jerk to us! Emilio: Memo doesn't like Belson either. He put toothpaste on his chonies. Sumo: That's the last straw. We're gonna give Belson a real sleepover! Sumo: A sleepover he'll never forget. Jeff: Uh, we definitely shouldn't kill him, but we should prank him. Clarence: Then we rescue Belson. Jeff: Sure. Belson: Oh, man. I bet they're trying to figure out a plan right now. Huh? Belson: Are those my mom's clothes? Clarence: (Imitating woman's voice) Hey, Sandy. What's going on? Oh, I'm just standin' outside, lookin' at some stars. No, I'm sure nothing will happen, even though I am... Clarence: ...all by myself. Clarence: (In normal voice) Whoa! Cynthia: He really could use a father figure. I mean, he has a dad, but he's just always traveling. Jeff: Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. Let's pursue this. How does it make you feel? Clarence: Open cellar doors. Check. Clarence: Sorry, killer! Nothing personal! Sumo: Hey, Belson! You forgot to take out the trash! Clarence: This is for Belson! Aaah! Belson: No, no, no! Clarence, it's me! Clarence: Belson? It was you? Emilio: We told you it was Belson! Belson: I know. Hard to believe it was me the whole time. Clarence: But, why? Belson. Belson: I don't know. I-I guess I just wanted everybody to come sleep over. The last time I had a sleepover, nobody came, so I thought if I had a prize, people would definitely come. Clarence: You didn't have to do that. We still would have stayed over. Emilio: We wouldn't have. Clarence: Oh, Belson, you're such a card. Besides, you pranked all of us anyway, so it doesn't even matter. Belson: You're right. I did prank all of you! I win after all! You fools! Sumo: (Offscreen) Not all of us! Jeff: It's true. He knew it was you the whole time. Emilio: He's the last man standing. Belson: Awwohh! Clarence: Belson, what about just having a great sleepover? Belson: Hmm. (Takes a pause.) Nah. I want to keep my stuff. Chad: Don't you guys want to wait for your buddy? Clarence: Drive, Chad! Drive! Clarence: Didn't you all have a fun time today on our adventure? Sumo: Not really. But I did like dumping trash on Belson. Jeff: Yeah. And I think Cynthia and I made some real progress. Clarence: Told you Belson wasn't so bad.
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