When we last left our heroes, Brain had just activated the Hypno-Hat which had begun to work its will on the Hampshire Board of Trustees…
Pinky wanders to the top of Brain’s robot suit where the Hypno-hat now encloses Brain like a command center. Pinky opens a small door in the side of the hat and wanders over to Brain’s side.
Brain: It’s working! The Hampshire Board of Trustees is coming under my control. Are you thinking what I’m thinking Pinky?
Pinky: I think so Brain, but why would they call themselves Hamas if they can’t eat pork?
Brain: No Pinky. I’m thinking that this is just the first step to global divestment domination! Once Hampshire divests, then all the dominos will all start to fall. Framingham State will be next… then – who knows – Oakton Community College, the University of Nebraska at Kearney, even – dare I say it – the greatest prize of all: Brown!
As Brain continues to rant, the door to the conference room opens and Alan Dershowitz walks in. Still hidden beneath the Hypno-Hat, neither Pinky nor Brain notice as Dershowitz sneaks up on the robot suit, pulling a pencil from behind his ear and sticking it into the mechanism of the hat’s whirling disk. The machinery begins to seize up.
Brain (inside the now shaking command center of the Hypno-hatted suit): Something’s going wrong Pinky!
Pinky: Whooooooo! This is fun Brain!
With the pencil stuck in the mechanism, the hypno-wheel seizes up. Unfortunately, this causes all of the disk’s angular momentum to be transferred to the suit which begins to spin like a propeller.
Pinky and Brain: Waaaaaaa! (Tumbling about.)
The suit crashes into an electrical panel on the wall which causes it to discharge bolts of lightning. The force of the shock sends the suit careening through a plate glass window where it tumbles three stories to the Hampshire quad below, exploding and sending the two lab mice flying into the sky.
Brain and Pinky: Ahhhhhhh!!!!!
Pinky and the Brain finally crash-land on the grass near the burning debris of their now destroyed suit.
Brain (looking charred and scarred): Now that is going to sting.
Brain looks up to see the Board of Trustees staring down from the broken window, somewhat bewildered.
Inside the boardroom, President Hexter shrugs and the Board returns to its seats.
President Hexter: Now where were we? Oh yes, all in favor of the SHUSH proposal to invest the remaining $9,562.15 of Hampshire’s endowment in Israeli Bonds say Aye.
President Hexter: OK, I guess we’re done here. Who’s ready to head out to the water park?
All: Me!!!!! (grabbing towels, donning sunglasses and wrapping inflatable animal life preservers around their waists, the entire Board rushes towards the door).
Back on the ground, Pinky finally gets up and notices little Stars of David dancing around his head.
Pinky: Oh look Brain, it’s Morgan David!
Brain swats away the stars which dissipate in a huff.
Brain: Stop that Pinky, it’s bad enough after that headline-hogging shyster Dershowitz ruined our scheme and destroyed our suit. How could he have known about our plan? How?
Dershowitz walks up to the two still-dazed lab mice.
Alan Dershowitz: Isn’t it obvious Brain?
Dershowitz pulls his own head off which turns out to have been a robotic rubber mask atop a mechanical suit similar to Brain’s now destroyed one (although shaped like Alan Dershowitz’s body). Protruding from the top of the robot’s is the larger-than-usual head of a hamster.
Brain and Pinky simultaneously: Snowball!
Snowball: Yes, Brain, Snowball you’re oldest and most devoted enemy. And once again I have proven there is no plan you can create that I cannot demolish. Nyahahahahahahaha!
Brain: Oh yeah! Well Pinky could have ruined this plan without your help. You, you big Zio-ninny!
Pinky: Good one Brain!
Brain: Thanks Pinky.
Snowball: I have no time for this idol chitter chatter.
The sound of rumbling can be heard as rockets fire from the shoes of Snowball’s Alan Dershowitz robot feet, launching the villainous Hamster and his mechanical body into the sky.
Snowball: Shalom Suckers!
Brain helps Pinky get up and dust themselves off.
Brain: Come on Pinky, there’s just enough time to get back to the lab for tomorrow night.
Pinky: Why? What are we going to do tomorrow night Brain?
Brain: The same thing we do every night Pinky, try to get Hampshire College to divest from Israel!
They’re Pinky, they’re Pinky and the Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain, Brain.