Leo is an ordinary teenager who has moved into a high-tech "smart" house with his mother, inventor stepfather and Eddy, the computer that runs the house. Leo's life becomes less ordinary when, one day, he discovers a secret underground lab that hous...
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(in the lab)
(I was trying to sleep but the noises are killing me and the person who is making the noise is dead) Corbyn: Hey I' m trying to slee and thanks to you i'm awake.
Chase: Sorry Dean were trying to get ready fir the call.
(I nod my head and pat his shoulder,)
Leo: Ooh. Ah. Ho, ho. What's this?
Donald: Hey, that's part of my Put That Down collection.
Leo: Oh, sweet pen.
Donald: It's not a pen. It's a highly-pressurized air canister that can inflate a blimp in 8.6 seconds.
Leo: This little thing?
Donald: Mmm-hmm.
Leo: Impossible.
(Leo clicks the gadget and wind blows throughout the room)
Corbyn: Ah!
Leo: You might wanna put a little warning sign on that. So, what're you having? Garage sale for Donald: (laughs) No. We are preparing for... The Call.
Chase: Once a year, Mr. Davenport and I present his newest devices to all the international buyers. In other words...
Chase & Donald: Ka-ching!
(Chase and Donald start doing a handshake and Leo tries to join in)
Chase: What are you doing?
Leo: I wanna be in on... The Call.
Dean: Leo please don't and we we'r going to look at some girls today.
Leo: we can do this tommorw okay?
Dean: Okay.
(I'm sad Leo and I have never hang out togather by are self i wabt brotherly bounding.'
Chase: Yeah, sorry, Leo. There's no more room. I'm already the product specialist, the set designer, chief demonstrator, and insanely happy spokesmodel.
Donald: Although, there might be a role for Leo. As long as someone follows him around everywhere he goes with a fire extinguisher.
Chase: But Mr. Davenport, I'm way better at selling this stuff than Leo.
Leo: Please. I could sell nunchucks to a nun named Chuck. I could sell this thing without even knowing what it is.
Donald: Leo, no. That's an electrofield destabilizer. Whatever you do, don't let it--
(Leo taps the device against metal while waving it and goes flying across the room)
Donald: Touch metal.
Chase: I have to admit. A small part of me was hoping that would happen.
Leo: Well, can a big part of you come over and help me up?
