The Weekenders (2000) s01e09 Episode Script
Sitters
1
Good afternoon, Tino here.
Primo weather and
killer fun are forecast
all weekend, but one
potential storm cloud looms.
Carver's got a family meeting.
What terrifying revelation
lies in wait this time?
More threats of military school?
Carver's dad has been called back to his
home planet? or something even worse.
So Penny, how was your day?
Do it!
Do it!
Get on with it!
I can't take this waiting.
Something wrong, son?
Of course something's wrong!
We don't have family meetings
just to say "Everything's fine,
Go on with what you're doing."
We just wanted to tell you we'll be
attending a seminar this weekend,
coordinating systematic
organizational management.
Oh, that's not so bad.
And while we're gone during the day,
we want you to babysit Todd.
Oh, come on, Carver.
Penny's been babysitting
Todd for years now.
- Yeah.
- You're old enough to take a turn.
We'll only be gone from 8 a.m.
to 8 p.m.
Saturday and Sunday.
And Mrs. Duong will come right
over if you need any help.
But I can't babysit.
I'm not mature enough.
I guess you're not mature
enough for an allowance either.
I am so ready for babysittin'.
Just let me at it!
I'll sit all over that baby.
Wonderful.
I'm proud of you, son.
Not only did you accept
your responsibility, but
you obviously have a
healthy respect for money.
You got that right.
So, babysitting Todd
isn't so bad, is it?
Not so bad.
Not so bad, he said?
Uh-huh.
Might be time for some reinforcements.
Oh, come on, please, please, please.
You gotta help me.
Uh, Carver, do we look like suckers?
No.
You look like friends.
Oh, man! He played the "friends" card.
Now we have to help him.
Sometimes friendship is a lot of work.
Okay, Carver. We'll be over
tomorrow morning to help ya.
No!
Why should we work together and blow our
whole weekend?
I put together a schedule.
See, we'll each work a 3-hour shift and
have plenty of time left for fun.
Mm.
Split up the work, huh?
Okay.
I'm sure there's something
wrong with this idea,
but I just can't quite
put my finger on it.
Remember, nap time from 1 to 2:30,
absolutely no sugar, and whatever you do,
don't take your eyes off him
You have our cell numbers if you need us.
Right.
It's all in the manual.
Have fun.
Hug, hug, kiss, kiss.
Here's a tip.
That rule about sugar,
that's the most important one.
Will we have fun today, Carver?
Yeah. We'll have a lot of fun..
Yaayy!!
I like having fun with Carver!
Aww.
I like having fun with you.
Hey, Carv',
need the paramedics yet?
No, I think it's gonna be okay.
Todd 'n I are bonding already.
Maybe it's working to bring me 'n Todd closer?
This actually might be kind of fun.
And so, Carver laboured under
the burden of babysitting Todd,
working toward the distant
goal of Sunday night.
Carver?
Is that you?
Remember rules:
no sugar, nap, watch him.
Always watch him.
Always watch him,
but nothing can save you.
Nothing!
There you go, Toddy.
Cookies?
Even better!
A story.
I don't like stories.
Cookies!
You'll like this story.
It's for children of all ages,
it's called
Oedipus Rex
My children, latest born to Cadmus Ol --
Cookies!!
No cookies!
Okay, okay, how about
some nice music instead?
Can we say [German composer name]?
Cookies, cookies, cookies, cookies,
cookies, cookies, cookies, cookies!!
I guess you just don't like art.
'Lo, Tish laboured as well
towards Sunday night.
What happened?
Turns out,
he does like art.
What?
I didn't stifle his creativity.
Oh no, thanks to me,
he'll grow up confident and strong.
And thanks to him,
I'll grow up,
and never have children.
Whoa, did a bomb go off or.. ?
Well, there's nothing left
to destroy in here.
Might as well take you
out to wreck the yard.
Why do we throw the
ball for Princess, huh?
Yeah.
Maybe when he was a puppy,
that would've made sense.
Of course,
the prized flower garden.
Ohhh..
Here, Princess.
Good, Princess..
Time to water the garden
Yay, also, did Tino bear
the weighty load
Tino?
I can't believe Tino couldn't
handle one little boy.
How.. cute
Now, let's get you cleaned up.
Open up, you little guy.. !
Uh-oh.
I don't, have my pants on~!
Ohh, so that's how you wanna play it?
Ohhh, we'll see about that.
And at last, Lor did join in toiling
toward the unreachable goal.
Lor?
Lor?
Todd?
Anybody?
This is not a child.
This is a ten on the Richter scale.
Oh, man
Hi, Carver.
Did everything go alright today?
Oh, yeah.
Fine, fine, fine.
Everything under control.
Todd!
Cookies.
Todd!
Ahhhh!! Ohhhh!
Nooooooooooooo -- !
Oh thank goodness.
It was only a..
NOOOOOOOO!!!
We're off for day two, Carver.
Have fun!
Hug, hug, kiss, kiss~
Oh, but no, no, no.
That wasn't even the worst.
I came back into the
kitchen and Todd was making
a lemonade and kitty
litter pie for the dog.
Now, was this before or after
Todd made the underpants fort?
Before.
No, after.
Oh, I don't remember,
the whole thing's a blur.
It's gonna happen all over again today.
Well, if you ask me, it sounds like
Todd's too big a job for one person.
Maybe if all four of you stuck together?
Oh, like these oil-free charred pancakes?
Mm-hmm.
Exactly.
If you worked as a team,
you might just be able to handle this kid.
But Moooom, that would mean all
of us giving up our whole Sunday.
And possibly surviving till Monday?
Ooh, point well taken.
I like having fun with Carver.
Good.
Let's try to keep it fun today,
alright?
Can I have my pool monkey?
Yes, I'll get you a pool monkey.
Hee hee hee!
Ah, uhuh, uhuh,
none of those for you, Toddy.
Cookie.
Cookie!
- Cookie! Cookie!!
- Give it a rest.
We're on your little cookie game.
Oh.
Okay, sowwy.
Thanks.
So I guess you guys are just dropping by,
huh?
Well, have some fun for me.
You bet we will.
But first, we're going to, uh, save
our pal here from a little solo torture.
- Nuh-uh!
- Yeah-huh!
And so, by working together,
our four friends did replace
the cookies of Todd with
nutritious carrot sticks.
Yay, also did they neatly organize his toys.
And in sooth, by efforts bold
and cunning, did they prevent
did they prevent him from sneaking
off in search of deeds most mischievous.
Thus through cooperation, the unreachable
goal of Sunday night was reached.
Hey! My parents are home early.
There's still some weekend left!
Kids, score~!
You are beyond best friends.
You guys are supreme friends.
That we are.
Hey, that Todd isn't so bad if
you keep him off the sugar.
Yeah, I think he might turn out to be okay.
You know, in a few years.
Wow, can you believe your parents go
through that all the time?
Tell me about it!
Man, I don't know whether to respect 'em,
or to pity 'em.
But you know what, I think in the end,
we all learned a valuable lesson here.
Yeah, we learned that too much sugar
turns you into some kind of freak.
So, who wants more chocolate bonkies?
Sure, there are always going to be some
unpleasant things you can't avoid,
but sometimes you can get through them if
you work together.
Later days~
Good afternoon, Tino here.
Primo weather and
killer fun are forecast
all weekend, but one
potential storm cloud looms.
Carver's got a family meeting.
What terrifying revelation
lies in wait this time?
More threats of military school?
Carver's dad has been called back to his
home planet? or something even worse.
So Penny, how was your day?
Do it!
Do it!
Get on with it!
I can't take this waiting.
Something wrong, son?
Of course something's wrong!
We don't have family meetings
just to say "Everything's fine,
Go on with what you're doing."
We just wanted to tell you we'll be
attending a seminar this weekend,
coordinating systematic
organizational management.
Oh, that's not so bad.
And while we're gone during the day,
we want you to babysit Todd.
Oh, come on, Carver.
Penny's been babysitting
Todd for years now.
- Yeah.
- You're old enough to take a turn.
We'll only be gone from 8 a.m.
to 8 p.m.
Saturday and Sunday.
And Mrs. Duong will come right
over if you need any help.
But I can't babysit.
I'm not mature enough.
I guess you're not mature
enough for an allowance either.
I am so ready for babysittin'.
Just let me at it!
I'll sit all over that baby.
Wonderful.
I'm proud of you, son.
Not only did you accept
your responsibility, but
you obviously have a
healthy respect for money.
You got that right.
So, babysitting Todd
isn't so bad, is it?
Not so bad.
Not so bad, he said?
Uh-huh.
Might be time for some reinforcements.
Oh, come on, please, please, please.
You gotta help me.
Uh, Carver, do we look like suckers?
No.
You look like friends.
Oh, man! He played the "friends" card.
Now we have to help him.
Sometimes friendship is a lot of work.
Okay, Carver. We'll be over
tomorrow morning to help ya.
No!
Why should we work together and blow our
whole weekend?
I put together a schedule.
See, we'll each work a 3-hour shift and
have plenty of time left for fun.
Mm.
Split up the work, huh?
Okay.
I'm sure there's something
wrong with this idea,
but I just can't quite
put my finger on it.
Remember, nap time from 1 to 2:30,
absolutely no sugar, and whatever you do,
don't take your eyes off him
You have our cell numbers if you need us.
Right.
It's all in the manual.
Have fun.
Hug, hug, kiss, kiss.
Here's a tip.
That rule about sugar,
that's the most important one.
Will we have fun today, Carver?
Yeah. We'll have a lot of fun..
Yaayy!!
I like having fun with Carver!
Aww.
I like having fun with you.
Hey, Carv',
need the paramedics yet?
No, I think it's gonna be okay.
Todd 'n I are bonding already.
Maybe it's working to bring me 'n Todd closer?
This actually might be kind of fun.
And so, Carver laboured under
the burden of babysitting Todd,
working toward the distant
goal of Sunday night.
Carver?
Is that you?
Remember rules:
no sugar, nap, watch him.
Always watch him.
Always watch him,
but nothing can save you.
Nothing!
There you go, Toddy.
Cookies?
Even better!
A story.
I don't like stories.
Cookies!
You'll like this story.
It's for children of all ages,
it's called
Oedipus Rex
My children, latest born to Cadmus Ol --
Cookies!!
No cookies!
Okay, okay, how about
some nice music instead?
Can we say [German composer name]?
Cookies, cookies, cookies, cookies,
cookies, cookies, cookies, cookies!!
I guess you just don't like art.
'Lo, Tish laboured as well
towards Sunday night.
What happened?
Turns out,
he does like art.
What?
I didn't stifle his creativity.
Oh no, thanks to me,
he'll grow up confident and strong.
And thanks to him,
I'll grow up,
and never have children.
Whoa, did a bomb go off or.. ?
Well, there's nothing left
to destroy in here.
Might as well take you
out to wreck the yard.
Why do we throw the
ball for Princess, huh?
Yeah.
Maybe when he was a puppy,
that would've made sense.
Of course,
the prized flower garden.
Ohhh..
Here, Princess.
Good, Princess..
Time to water the garden
Yay, also, did Tino bear
the weighty load
Tino?
I can't believe Tino couldn't
handle one little boy.
How.. cute
Now, let's get you cleaned up.
Open up, you little guy.. !
Uh-oh.
I don't, have my pants on~!
Ohh, so that's how you wanna play it?
Ohhh, we'll see about that.
And at last, Lor did join in toiling
toward the unreachable goal.
Lor?
Lor?
Todd?
Anybody?
This is not a child.
This is a ten on the Richter scale.
Oh, man
Hi, Carver.
Did everything go alright today?
Oh, yeah.
Fine, fine, fine.
Everything under control.
Todd!
Cookies.
Todd!
Ahhhh!! Ohhhh!
Nooooooooooooo -- !
Oh thank goodness.
It was only a..
NOOOOOOOO!!!
We're off for day two, Carver.
Have fun!
Hug, hug, kiss, kiss~
Oh, but no, no, no.
That wasn't even the worst.
I came back into the
kitchen and Todd was making
a lemonade and kitty
litter pie for the dog.
Now, was this before or after
Todd made the underpants fort?
Before.
No, after.
Oh, I don't remember,
the whole thing's a blur.
It's gonna happen all over again today.
Well, if you ask me, it sounds like
Todd's too big a job for one person.
Maybe if all four of you stuck together?
Oh, like these oil-free charred pancakes?
Mm-hmm.
Exactly.
If you worked as a team,
you might just be able to handle this kid.
But Moooom, that would mean all
of us giving up our whole Sunday.
And possibly surviving till Monday?
Ooh, point well taken.
I like having fun with Carver.
Good.
Let's try to keep it fun today,
alright?
Can I have my pool monkey?
Yes, I'll get you a pool monkey.
Hee hee hee!
Ah, uhuh, uhuh,
none of those for you, Toddy.
Cookie.
Cookie!
- Cookie! Cookie!!
- Give it a rest.
We're on your little cookie game.
Oh.
Okay, sowwy.
Thanks.
So I guess you guys are just dropping by,
huh?
Well, have some fun for me.
You bet we will.
But first, we're going to, uh, save
our pal here from a little solo torture.
- Nuh-uh!
- Yeah-huh!
And so, by working together,
our four friends did replace
the cookies of Todd with
nutritious carrot sticks.
Yay, also did they neatly organize his toys.
And in sooth, by efforts bold
and cunning, did they prevent
did they prevent him from sneaking
off in search of deeds most mischievous.
Thus through cooperation, the unreachable
goal of Sunday night was reached.
Hey! My parents are home early.
There's still some weekend left!
Kids, score~!
You are beyond best friends.
You guys are supreme friends.
That we are.
Hey, that Todd isn't so bad if
you keep him off the sugar.
Yeah, I think he might turn out to be okay.
You know, in a few years.
Wow, can you believe your parents go
through that all the time?
Tell me about it!
Man, I don't know whether to respect 'em,
or to pity 'em.
But you know what, I think in the end,
we all learned a valuable lesson here.
Yeah, we learned that too much sugar
turns you into some kind of freak.
So, who wants more chocolate bonkies?
Sure, there are always going to be some
unpleasant things you can't avoid,
but sometimes you can get through them if
you work together.
Later days~