04x07 - The Case of the Missing Memory

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Okay, there's this really
bad dude named hacker --

Hacker: the hacker, to you!

Whatever.
He wants to take over

The cyberworld
from motherboard.

[ Gasp ]
the three kids
are sucked into cyberspace,

And they use brain power
to help save everybody.

Jackie:
okay, here's the plan.

So they travel
all over and run into all these

Weird creatures...and have all
of these awesome adventures.

It's totally up to them
to save cyberspace.

Can three cool kids and a wacky
bird outsmart the hacker?

Hacker: never!
Matt: there's only one way
to find out!

Tune in
to "cyberchase"!

♪ Cyberchase

♪ We're b*ating hacker
at his game! ♪

♪ Don't tell me that he's trying
to hack the motherboard ♪

♪ We'll get him every time! ♪

♪ Cosmic worlds, ♪

♪ Freaky places
that we've seen ♪

♪ We've got the power
of one, two, three, four! ♪

♪ Running in a cyberchase ♪

♪ We'll meet him face to face ♪

♪ We'll stick together
all the time! ♪

♪ Adventures in cyberspace ♪

♪ The chase is on! ♪

♪ Just wait
and c-y-b-e-r-chase! ♪

Digit:
the wand goes in there,
wicked.

No magical devices allowed
in the meeting.

(Pleasant)
no problem,
my darling digit.

I come in peace.

(Nasty)
it better work
when I get it back!

Cool pin.

Oh, why, thank you,
miss jackie.

A gift from
the lizard of oz.

Digit:
okay, okay. Next!

(Alarm bell sounds)

Not so fast,
swipe!

Unload!

(Crash)

Looks like you've been busy.

Yoiks! (Crash)

Ahem...

Just the keys
to my cyberpod.

Huh?!

These are the keys
to my cyberpod!

Oops.

I don't know why I should
let you go through.

Go on.

I sure hope motherboard
knows what she's doing

Allowing that bunch
of troublemakers to come here!

As you all know,

My main concern is to keep
cyberspace safe

For all law abiding
cyber-citizens.

Exactly why I'm here,
motherboard.

I -

We -

Want to help you protect
cyberspace from lowlifes

Like that nasty
and miserable hacker!

Isn't that right?

Others:
yes. No doubt about it!

Having doused the flame
of hacker's thr*at for now,

Your cooperation is both
welcome and essential.

I say we make sure that
green-faced, two-timing,

Jut-jawed sneak
stays down and out forever!

Here, here.

Queenie:
keep the hack sacked!

Yeah!

After all, motherboard,

In your weakened state,
we can provide-

Correction, wicked!

I may not have all my power,
(burst of static)

But I am strong enough to guard
the cyber universe,

And I intend to do so wi-
(crackle and boom)

Inez:
motherboard!

Matt:
who turned out the lights?

Digit:
ow! Get off of my wing!

(Crackling static)

Jackie:
mother b!
What happened?

Motherboard:
and who are you?

What?!

I-i'm jackie.

Oh, yes, jackie.

And who are all of these
others?

This is too weird.

Motherboard can't remember
who we are!

(Electricity crackles)

No wonder!

Her memory integrator
is missing!

Is that something important?

If we don't find it soon,

She'll forget everything
she knows!

Everything?

Not only that,

This whole place will start
shutting down!

Baskerville:
(clearing throat)

Perhaps we should leave
and allow you to solve

Your problem without
any distractions.

Wicked:
we'll do it again sometime,
I'm sure.

Nobody's goin' anywhere

Till we find that
memory integrator!

(Alarm sounds)

Computer voice:
emergency! Security alert!

General lockdown!

(Door slams)

(Door slams)

(Clatter of running feet)

(Door slams)

Digit:
okay, everyone empty
their pockets!

Again?

You just searched us!

That was before the memory
integrator was stolen.

Fine! Search away.

We didn't take it.

(Bottle clinks)

Queenie:
I can't stay locked up in here.

I'm allergic to cats!

(Big sneeze)

Well if you didn't take that
memory thing,

We wouldn't be in here!

I didn't take it.
Swipe did!

I did not!
I'm clean!

Besides, what would I want
with a memory...

Elevator?

Jackie:
one of them must have
stolen it!

But we didn't find it
when we searched them.

I bet they stashed it somewhere
when the lights went out.

But where?

Digit:
motherboard, please.

Try to remember.

Any idea where
the memory integrator is?

The memory what?

Yoikes!

She can't hold on much longer
without the memory integrator!

This is not good.
This is not good at all!

Okay, okay,
don't panic.

Let's think
this through.

Make room!
I gotta pace.

Okay, what do we know?

When the lights went out,
everyone was in here.

And we locked the doors as soon
as the lights went back on.

Which means no one could have
gotten out after it was stolen.

Jackie:
so the m.i. Must be hidden
in here somewhere!

Search the room!

(Clatter of feet)

(Digit buzzes around)

Guys,
this is pointless!

How can we look
for something

If we don't know
anything about it?

You're right.
We're just wasting time.

We don't know enough
to find it.

Jackie:
didge, think.

What does the memory integrator
look like?

I don't know.
The doc put it in.

I never saw it.

Can we just stop
for a sec?

I mean,
we can't do anything

If we don't have enough
information!

Inez is right.

Let's start
at the beginning.

What is the problem
we're trying to solve?

We know
what the problem is!

We have to find
the memory integrator

And put it back!

That's part of the problem,
didge,

But we can't find
the m.i.

Until we know what
it looks like.

Okay, so what do we know about
the memory integrator?

Inez, digit and jackie:
nothing!

But if we did know what
the m.i. Looks like,

We feel pretty sure
we could find it in here.

So...

What we need is a plan

To find out what the m.i.
Looks like!

But how do we do that?

Maybe there's another
memory integrator somewhere!

At home we keep spares
of things,

Like light bulbs.

And if we could
find a spare,

We'd definitely know what
the missing m.i. Looks like!

Exactly!

Or even use the spare
if it works!

Sounds like a plan to me.

Didge, is there a room here
with spare parts?

Yeah! The doc's got all kinds
of stuff in there!

Follow me!

Erica ram:
news flash!

Trouble in cyberspace!

Hacker:
excellent!

I love when that happens.

(Television sputters)

Motherboard's memory integrator
has been stolen!

The prime suspect
is motherboard's arch-enemy:

The hacker!

What?! I'm innocent!

Why do they always accuse me

Of lying and cheating
and stealing?

On the other hand,

Since everyone assumes
I am guilty,

I'll get credit for pulling off
another brilliant crime!

My reputation can only
be enhanced.

Okay.

I confess. I'm guilty.

Guilty! I did it!

(Evil laugh)

(Crash) ah!

The hack is back!

Man, somebody needs
to clean their room.

I uh...

I've been meaning
to pick up in here.

Inez:
so which box has
the spare m.i.?

Digit:
we never got around
to labeling 'em.

I don't have a clue.

Oh, c'mon!

Let's just open boxes
till we find it!

Oh man, this is hopeless!

Even if there is a spare
memory integrator in here,

We don't have enough time
to go through all these boxes

To find it!

We're doomed!

No we're not.

We just have too many choices!

If we had some idea how big
the memory integrator was,

Then we'd only have to look
in the boxes that size.

Digit:
too bad motherboard's off-line,

We could ask her.

Motherboard:
ask me what?

Digit:
motherboard! You're back!

Matt:
motherboard.

Try to remember.

How big is a memory integrator?

Sorry, nezzie,
can't remember.

Nezzie?

(Screen explodes)

She called me nezzie!

This is not good.
This is not good at all!

Erica ram:
this is erica ram reporting.

I'm inside the grim wreaker

With none other than
hacker himself!

That's "the" hacker.
Thee! Thee! Thee!

So, thee,

All of cyberspace wants to know

How you stole
the memory integrator.

Oh, it was nothing.

Nothin'?
Are you kiddin'?

He did it without ever leaving
that chair!

Really.

That doesn't
seem possible.

Do you doubt me?

Me? Thee hacker?

I'm sure our viewers would love
to have a little proof.

How about a peek
at the integrator?

Uh well, I um...

I...

I don't think that
would be a good idea.

Why not?

Um, because uh...

Be-because...

Just because.
That's why!

You heard him, folks.

Hacker says he has
the memory integrator

But he won't show it to us.

Says he has it?

How dare you doubt me?!

This interview is over!

And you're out!

(Door slams shut)

Queenie:
swipe, why don't you just
'fess up?

Excuse me,
I am not a petty thief.

Everyone knows you took the ram
from king ramalamadingdong.

And the dip from
queen dipdeedipdeedip!

Rumors!

I've never stolen a thing!

(Broach tinkles on floor)

(Gasps) my pin!

Whoopsie.

I'm stumped.

Inez:
we're never going to find out

Anything we need to know
this way!

This plan is not working!

Isn't there any other way

To get information
about the m.i.?

Digit, you're a genius!

There is another way.

Do you keep records about
the parts motherboard uses?

Oh yeah, sure.
Tons of 'em.

Over there.

See? Memory integrator stuff.

Others:
digit!

Woo hoo!
New information!

Guys, listen to this!

(Reading)
"dear sirs,

Thank you for the spare
memory integrator.

We like to have an extra,
just in case.

Cheque is in the mail.
Dr. Marbles."

At least now we know
there is a spare.

Maybe there's a picture
or a drawing of one in there.

Let's start looking.

(Flutter of papers)

Matt:
anybody find anything
that might help?

Digit:
there's tons
of information here,

But nothing to help us!

Before we didn't have
enough information.

Now there's too much
information:

Invoices, time sheets, labels!

I need another plan!

Time out.

Let's go back
to the beginning.

What is the problem
we're trying to solve?

Find the spare memory
integrator to fix motherboard.

But we couldn't do that

Because we don't know
what an m.i. Looks like.

And we couldn't find that out
unless we found a spare.

And we couldn't find that

Because we didn't know
what size box it came in.

Inez:
and we couldn't find that

Because there's too much
information in these files.

Digit:
yeah, like this:

(Reading)
"history of the
memory integrator."

Don't need that.
(File wooshes away)

Jackie:
stop!

The plan is working!

Don't you see what's happening?

First we had no information
about the m.i.

So we made a plan to find some.

And we did!

But now we found
too much information.

No we didn't.

We've been narrowing
our search down all along.

Sorting stuff and using only
what will help us

To solve the problem.

We just have to keep on
doing it.

Matt:
got it!

There's tons of info about
the m.i. Here,

But there's lots
we don't need to know.

Like this:
m.i. Accessories.

Bye!
(File wooshes away)

Jackie:
exactly!

We only need information
that can tell us something

About what the m.i. Looks like.

Its size or shape or-

How about this?!

Here's the shipping info
that came with the integrator!

Does it tell us anything
we need to know?

Address - no help.

Delivery date - no help.

Postage - no help.

Package weight -
cybergrams.

Cybergrams?

That's how much this can
of my favorite soup weighs!

So the box must be about
this size!

I'm not sure.

What if the m.i. Is made
of something light,

Like, like plastic.

It could still be
pretty big.

Keep reading.
We need more info.

Shipping, delivery, freight.

Cost of box - snelfus.

Matt:
the box!

That could help us get an idea

About the size or shape
of the m.i.!

But it only says it comes in
a box that costs snelfus!

What else do we need to know?

Is there a price list
for shipping boxes?

Maybe that'll help.

Got it!

Small box - cyberinches
on each side:

Snelfus.

Medium box - cyberinches
on each side:

Snelfus.

Oversize box-

Matt:
stop!

Didn't you just say
a medium box

Cost snelfus to ship?

Uh huh.

And a medium box
is cyberinches

On each side?

Uh huh.

Cyberinches...
That's about this big.

Yes!

Now we know the size of the box
we're looking for!

Search on!

(Boxes woosh through air)

(Gasps) guys! Look!

That box is about
the right size!

Open it! Open it!

Jackie:
oh, man!

It's empty!

Matt:
(reading)
memory integrator.

Warning: high magnetic field.

(Sighs) so it's the box
we've been looking for.

Who cares?

The spare is missing,
too.

We're done for now!

No! We're not!

We found out something
we did need to know.

What a memory integrator
looks like!

See this shape?

That's it!

Jackie:
right.

Now we know
its size and shape.

I can't believe it!

Narrowing down the information
really worked!

Is it just me,

Or is it getting
cold in here?

Uh oh.

Motherboard's forgetting how
to work the climate control!

Matt:
c'mon! Back to the scene
of the crime!

(Crash) yoikes!

This whole place
is shutting down!

Hurry!

Jackie:
(loud bang) look out!

Digit:
the only way
into the control room

Is through that door!

(Strains)

It's too heavy to move!

What are we going to do?

And if we can't find the m.i.,
Motherboard is...

Omigosh! Push!

All:
push!

(Strain and struggle)

Inez:
it's... Not... Moving!

This is the end!

It's over!

Motherboard's memory
is almost gone!

Everything is falling apart!

Matt:
didge, you're a genius!

If we can take this thing
apart,

We can move the smaller pieces.

What a totally
cool plan!

C'mon, didge, beak it!

Make room.

Genius at work.

(Screw pings on floor)

(Screw pings on floor)

(Metal box clangs)

(Parts clatter)

Jackie:
good job, didge!

Inez:
let's find that
memory integrator!

Baskerville:
(shivers loudly)

There appears to be something
very w-w-wrong

With the climate control!

Swipe:
(shivering)

When I find out who s-s-stole
that memory integrator...

When you find out? Hah!

You p-p-probably took it!

For the last time,
I didn't!

How about d-d-dusty
over there?

He could have hidden it
under all those b-b-bandages.

(Woosh)

For you information,

There's nothing under
my bandages but me!

(Thumps to floor)

How about...

Him?

How dare you?
I'm not a thief!

I'm just evil.

And I work cheap.

Queenie:
(big sneeze)

Oh, oh, my eye shadow
is frozen!

Wicked:
don't you ever think about
anybody but yourself?

Of course.

I think about my hair,
my clothes-

Wicked:
oh, never mind!

Swipe:
(banging on glass)
let us out of here!

We're f-f-freezing!

Hacker:
yes, it was a clever crime,
wasn't it?

(Chuckles)

Boy, the boss is really
talented,

Huh, buzzy?

Oh, yeah.

But uh, I wonder where
he hid that memory whatsis?

Maybe he wants us to find it.

Maybe it's a test.

And if we find it,
we pass!

Ooh!

What are we waitin' for,
deedee?

Start lookin'!

Jackie:
it's got to be in here
somewhere!

Inez:
we've searched everywhere!

How could it not be here?!

Digit:
I s-still say one of them
took it!

Wicked:
I r-r-resent that!

We c-c-came here
to make friends!

Mumsie:
I didn't touch anything!

Baskerville:
I certainly didn't.

Swipe:
neither did i!

I don't even know what
a m-m-memory integrator is!

Oh, man!

We're right back
where we started!

Nowhere!

And I thought we had
all the information we needed

To find the m.i.

What are we missing?

Wait a minute!

Maybe there's a piece
of information

We haven't used yet!

Swipe:
yes.

Why don't you just whistle
and see if it comes to you?

(Whistles)

(Laughter)

Jackie:
(quietly)
it might just do that!

Let them out.

Do what?!

Let them out.

Remember that warning
on the memory integrator box?

It said "high magnetic field".

Right!

The memory integrator
acts like a giant magnet.

Come on out, folks!

I get it!

If we had a magnet,

We could pull the m.i.
Right to us.

(Giggles)
just like swipe said!

You mean a magnet like this?

Ta da!

(Metal objects woosh)

Whoa!

This thing's pullin'
like crazy!

(Gasps)

My manicure!

(Swoosh)

Oops.
(Nervous chuckle)

I was expecting guests
for dinner this evening.

Wicked:
whoaw!

Digit:
(clank) yoikes!

Wicked:
ooh! Get me offa this thing!

(Rip)

Got it!

(Poof) yikes! Wha-?

Wicked:
oh.

It must be magic.
(Innocent giggle)

Digit:
is that a squeeval?

What's a squeeval
doing here?

Digit:
I don't know,

But for sure a squeeval
is not magnetic.

Matt:
no...

But the memory integrator is!

Wicked:
really, children...

Please.

You can't possibly believe
that-

Inez:
the memory integrator!

It's inside the squeeval!

Hmm...

I wonder how that happened?
(Chuckles)

Squeeval:
(giggles)

(Gags)

Inez:
got it!

Digit:
hurry!

(Machines power down)

Quick!
There isn't much time!

(Power drains)

(Screen sputters)

Kids:
motherboard, you're back!

Inez:
what happened?

I remember now.

It was all wicked's doing.

The squeeval ate
the power cord

Causing the blackout.

(Power sputters off)

In the dark,

It removed the memory
integrator

And swallowed it.

Then climbed back onto wicked

And turned back into a pin.

So it was you all along,
wicked.

(Gasps) it wasn't me!

It was the squeeval!

Yeah, right.

And who brought
the squeeval here?

It tricked me!

I'm the victim
of a weasely squeeval!

Oh admit it, wicked.

Once a bad guy,

Always a bad guy!

Hey, nobody's perfect.

Cyber-flash!

The lockdown of control central
is over!

It's been learned that wicked,
not hacker,

Stole the memory integrator.

What? Wicked?

Tune into our special report
at : :

"Is hacker a has-been?"

Hacker:
hacker a has-been?

We'll see about that!

I think it's time
I had a little chat

With that wicked witch!

She's trying to take over
my business!

Buzz! Delete!

(Loud bang)

Huh? What are you doing?!

Delete:
(whimpers)

Looking for the memory whatsis,
boss.

Um, maybe you can give us
a description or something?

(Nervous laugh)

Hacker:
look what you've done!

You've destroyed
the grim wreaker!

I'll get you two duncebuckets
for this!

Buzz and delete:
(panicked shrieks)