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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( We are trying are bionic relfexs.) Donald: Okay, now we'll check your bionic reflexes. First the left arm.
Adam, & Chase: Ohh!
Donald: Okay, now the right arm.
Adam: Ohh! Oh, I hate this game! Chase: Yeah!
Donald: Okay, Adam, Chase. Well, you two can sit this one out. I'll just do Bree and Corbyn.
Adam, Chase: Ohh!
Leo: Come on, Big D, it's summer vacation! Let's hit the beach. Slap on some shorts and show everyone your pasty little walking sticks!
Donald: Not now, Leo. We're doing some routine bionic chip maintenance. Besides, this is fun, right, guys?
Adam: Good times.
Chase: A blast. Corbyn: Lame! Bree: Okay, are we done here? I wanna go be normal for a while! ( Bree throw her thing off her neck and it hit the floor and spark.)
Tasha: Can't we go just five minutes without something sparking, exploding, or oozing around here? Ever since summer vacation started, it has been like one long science experiment.
Donald: I'm sorry, honey. I... you know... maybe... maybe Leo's right. Maybe we need to take a break and go to the beach.
Adam: Ahh! Bree: Yeah!
Donald: We'll take a whole weekend, as a normal family, you know? No gadgets, no phones. We'll do it totally tech-free.
Tasha: Oh, that is exactly what I need. You would really do that for me?
Donald: Of course. You are way more important to me than the amazing innovations born of my genius.
Leo: Wow, Big D, it's really nice of you to blow off work for my mom.
Donald: Well, you know, Leo, now and then, everybody needs a little piece and...
( Klaxon blares )
Donald: Quiet!
Corbyn: It's the early warning satellite system.
Donald: It's detecting a giant solar flare. When that thing hits the atmosphere, it'll cause massive power failures and a total blackout of satellite communications.
Leo: Okay, I should tell my mom we're not going to the beach, then.
Donald: No, no, no, no. Don't tell your mom a thing about this.
Chase: Oh, right. Let's just ignore the biggest solar flare in history to keep the little lady happy.
Donald: Don't worry about the solar flare. I'll handle it. Just pack your stuff in the R.V. and get ready to get your beach on! I know nobody says that. I know that. ( Adam hands us all goggles.) Chase: Adam, safety goggles aren't going to protect our eyes from the solar flare.
