( Another clock transition changes the scene back to the park where Benson is angrily walking and leaving fiery footprints in the ground) Guy: Hey, buddy, are you okay? Benson: (Furiously knocks him out of the way quite violently) I'm fine, I'm fine! (Benson is still red and is heating up) (Mordecai and Rigby drive fast past Benson in the golf cart. Mordecai is also driving blindfolded) Rigby: Almost the record, almost the record! (They crash into a tree and fall to the grass) Not quite the record. (Mordecai and Rigby come up to Benson, who is still red, and already heated with rage.) Mordecai: Benson, uh look, we're sorry, man-- Benson: No... Rigby: (Worried) Aw, man, here it comes... Benson: I'm not gonna yell. Mordecai: Aw, yeah-yuh! Rigby: Sweet! Benson: I'm not... gonna... yell... (Zoom into Benson's glass. His gumballs turn a bright orange, then, four gumballs go up in the air, catching on fire, then the rest catch on fire, and the four gumballs spin in a circle. Sparks then appear on Benson's body as he gets more and more enraged but tries not to yell) Mordecai: Whoa. Benson, are you o -- (Benson suddenly turns into a Fireball, burning all ground around him and sucking in loose objects. He then hovers into the air) What the? (The ground below crumbles, as Mordecai and Rigby back away. The golf cart flies toward Benson and is destroyed. Skips and Pops come in another golf cart) Skips: What happened?! Mordecai: I don't know! Benson saw us crash the cart, and instead of laying into us, he said he wasn't gonna yell! Rigby: And then he turned into that! Skips: He's holding all of his anger in. Mordecai: Why would he do that?! Pops: Because of me! Mordecai, Rigby, and Skips: What?! Pops: I told him that if he didn't stop yelling at you two, I would fire him. Skips: Pops, you can't do that. Pops: But I am technically his boss. Skips: Pops, you can't make him bottle up his anger like that. ( He Turns to Mordecai and Rigby) You gotta get him to yell at you guys. Mordecai: Not a problem. (They go over to Benson and the fireball) Hey, Benson! you're a sorry excuse for a manager! Rigby: Yeah, you nasal-voiced, loser-loner! Mordecai: Go back to night school and learn how to have a personality! Rigby: And guess what?! We're the ones who keep sending pizzas to your apartment! Mordecai: And we're the ones who switched the detergent with coffee! ( The Fireball of anger gets bigger) Dude! It's just making it worse! Pops, you have to tell Benson it's okay to yell at us! Pops: I can't! There's never a reason to yell at people! Mordecai: Pops! Look around! The park is disintegrating, and Benson's gonna explode!! (Muscle Man flies by in his trailer, screaming and squealing ) Pops! Do something! Pops: Benson, I need you to yell at Mordecai and Rigby! Benson: (angry) But if I yell, you'll fire me. Pops: Forget what I said, Benson! If you don't yell at Mordecai and Rigby right now, you're fired! Benson: ( Now having enough, Benson Opens his menacing eyes furiously and screams ragefully as he violently unleashes a fiery beam as it breaks through the Fireball and it strikes Mordecai and Rigby. Due to its sudden power, Skips and Pops are blown away in the process.) RRRAAAAARGGGHHH!!!! YOU LAZY NO-GOOD SLACKERS DRIVE ME NUTS! CAN'T YOU JUST LISTEN TO ME ONCE IN YOUR WORTHLESS LIVES?! 'CAUSE IF YOU DID, YOU'D SEE I'M TRYING TO TEACH YOU SOME SIMPLE RESPONSIBILITY, SOME PRIDE IN DOING A JOB WELL DONE! BUT YOU WOULDN'T KNOW A JOB WELL DONE IF YOU PAID SOMEONE TO DO IT FOR YOU, AND EVEN THEN YOU'D SCREW IT ALL UP ON THE ACCOUNT THAT YOU CAN'T EVEN FOLLOW THE SIMPLEST OF INSTRUCTIONS, WORRYING MORE ABOUT LOOKING COOL THAN DOING YOUR JOB!!! (He explodes tremendously as a white flash fills up the screen. After a short beat,it fades away and we pan down to the damage done. Pops and Skips get up. Benson gets up as well, limping while doing so.) Pops: Benson! Benson, are you alright? Benson: Yeah, I'm fine. (Feels remorse) Sorry things got so out of control, Pops. Pops: It was my mistake. From now on, I'll leave the park managing to the park manager. (He shakes hands with Benson) Though, I do wish you wouldn't yell at Mordecai and Rigby so much. Benson: (Happy again) Let me give it a shot. (The three look down at the duo) Hey, Mordecai and Rigby. (Mordecai coughs) Clean this mess up, or you're fired. (He, Pops and Skips all laugh. A high-pitched noise is heard, and the laughter is drowned out, due to Mordecai and Rigby being deafened by Benson's yelling) Mordecai: What? (turns head to Rigby) What are they laughing at? Rigby: What?! (They both watch each other confusingly as we end from there.)

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