Gabby Duran & The Unsittables (2019) s01e15 Episode Script

1 Gabby, what is that? (buzzing) Gabby: It's a Praxian Fairy.
They're not dangerous, just very, very naughty.
Now, if we don't move, maybe it won't Now! (grunts) Liv, catch it! (blows raspberry) Hey, girls.
Hey, Mom! Shouldn't you be at work? Yeah, but the station gave me the day off.
It turns out there's nothing interesting to report on in this town.
Oh.
(chittering) Dina: Where's the coffee creamer? I put it in there yesterday.
(Gabby grunting) There it is.
Here you go! Oh.
You would think something newsworthy would be going on in a town this size.
(rattling) You would think, but guess not! (sighs) We should start that.
(dishwasher powers on) Open it.
(angry chittering) (both groan) (theme song playing) Oh, yeah I do normal like a fish rides a bicycle Fit in like summer and an icicle Don't fight it, just be an original Ooh, ooh, ooh I roller skate outside the lines When I try to stay in, it's no surprise It's a fail, it's okay, I'm one of a kind One of a, one of a kind So anytime I feel some type of way Don't understand the human race So what, so what, so what I do my thing, I do my thing You do your thing, You do your thing When we don't fit in We stand out in the crowd and we shout it loud I do my thing, I do my thing I'm the one and only, I'm the one and only Don't try to fit in, Don't try to fit in Mm-hmm, I do my thing (beeps, stops) Yeah! Yeah, let's do this.
I made your favorite: Breakfast pie! Olivia: It's breakfast, in the shape of pi.
You're certainly must be in a good mood today.
I am in a good mood.
You know, I've been thinking: Life is pretty good here in Havensburg.
I know a lot of that is the whole babysitting aliens thing, but aside from that, I really feel like I'm hitting my stride here.
Ugh! Word of advice, girls: Don't grow up to be reporters.
Mom? Are you okay? Yeah.
I just was up all night trying to scare up a newsworthy story: Combed the internet, loaded a neighborhood watch app on my phone, listened to the police scanner nada.
Well, don't worry.
I'm sure you'll find something soon.
Yeah.
I hope so.
In the meantime, I'm off to report on such hard-hitting pieces as "Local Man Expands Bird Bath Collection.
" Paul's expanding his bird bath collection? How is this not big news to you guys? Wesley: So in conclusion, while I have been informally helping Gabby on many of her babysitting assignments, I think the time has come for me to take on a more formal role within the organization.
I was thinking something along the lines of Senior Executive Liaison to Intergalactic Affairs.
Absolutely not.
How about Chief Associate Director of Extraterrestrial Activity? Unh-unh.
Lead Coordinator of Hyper-Dimensional Accounts? (blows raspberry) Space Pope? Wesley, none of these positions actually exist! Besides, Gabby already provides me with all the assistance I need.
Sir.
I'm just asking to be involved in alien business in an official capacity.
That's all.
You really aren't going to leave until I give you something, are you? I brought snacks.
(clattering) Oh, man! (sighs) - Sorry.
- Tell you what.
I'll give you a trial assignment.
And if you do well, I'll consider giving you a more formal role, or, uh, whatever it is you're after.
Awesome! What do you need? I have a storage unit.
And it's been rather a long time since I've cleaned it, and there's a bit of a mold problem.
Alien mold.
Whoa! I need you to clean it out.
But be warned: This Narullian Death Mold is filled with psychotic spores.
If you breathe any of it, it'll infect your brain, removing any hint of empathy, turning you into a remorseless killing machine.
So you'll need to wear a protective suit while you clean.
I formally accept this mission.
Please don't do that.
Gabby! We've got a Double D situation on our hands! A dog doctor? (chuckles) I knew it was only a matter of time.
Seems like dogs get smarter every year, you know? No! Mom's in the Dina Dumps! What? No.
She's only a little down, is all.
If Mom was in the Dina Dumps, she'd be eating a ton of She's already eaten seven microwave burritos.
She's in the Dina Dumps.
That ratty pink bathrobe? You mean the Fortress of Softitude? She's been wearing it all day.
Then it must be bad.
I'll go see if I can figure out what's going on.
Aye, Mami.
I don't know.
I uprooted my family and moved them to Havensburg for my career.
Pero nothing ever happens in this town.
- Mm-hmm.
- (sauce squirts) (sighs) Sometimes I think the whole thing was a mistake and we would be better off back in Miami.
Mm-hmm.
Are you sure that's what Mom said? Liv, I'm telling you exactly what I heard.
She said there's no exciting news to report on in Havensburg, so moving here was a mistake.
But I like living in Havensburg! Do you know how clean the tap water is here? Like, really clean.
And if we move somewhere else, there won't be any aliens and then I'm going to have to go back to babysitting boring, old you.
- No offense.
- None taken.
Wait If Mom wants to move because the news here is so boring, we just have to find some way to make really exciting news so she'll wanna stay.
Right? Right! Let's brainstorm some ideas! I'll take notes.
Ugh! Fairy goop.
Gross! Too bad Mom can't report this.
It'd be the story of the century.
Liv, you're a genius! Mom can't report on aliens, per se, but we could use alien stuff to make stories that she could report on, right? I guess.
Although that really raises some ethical questions.
Nope.
Don't have time for that.
Get ready, little sis.
'Cause you and me are about to make some headlines.
No.
No.
Gabby: Okay, so here's the deal We've got to make some cool news happen in this town or my mom could potentially move us somewhere else.
You don't really think she'd do that, do you? Quite frankly, we don't know what that woman is capable of.
The good news is, we have some of the best and brightest minds in the galaxy here to come up with ideas for news stories.
So, let's brainstorm.
All right, what do we got? I find the most powerful humans I can and I rip off - Nope.
- You didn't let me finish.
- Don't need to.
- Their fingers.
Doesn't change things.
I don't know, this finger-ripping idea sounds pretty legit.
I say we do that.
I could have you seven fingers by noon.
Should we say our goodbyes now or later? - Gabby: Sky? - I just wanna say, for the record, you cannot ever move away from me.
Like, ever.
Don't worry.
No one's moving anywhere.
We're gonna figure this out.
Good.
Because before you, my best friend was a stuffed owl, and I am not going back to that because he was so mean.
Okay.
Good to know.
Okay, Wesley.
Stay smart, stay clean.
And don't let the alien mold turn you into a killing machine.
Let's do this.
Oh! Oh! Break time.
(scoffs) I'm in West Havensburg, where area residents are alarmed by a pothole some are saying has become a serious threat.
Oh, tell me, sir.
Just how dangerous is this pothole? When did they start letting women do the news? Okay, then.
Are you getting this? Exploding fire hydrants.
They are a threat to Havensburg's safety.
What is the cause of them? Is our water system safe or is it a ticking time bomb? (all laughing) Fish Lou, makin' it rain! In a bizarre turn of events, the statue of our beloved town founder, Ezekiel Burg, appears to have all of its fingers removed.
A prank gone wrong? Or a chilling warning of violence to come? For Local 6, I'm Dina Duran, and that's what's shaking.
I'm reporting outside the Luchachos Taqueria - where a Kodiak bear - (bear roaring) has somehow found his way inside.
(laughing) I don't know if you can see this at home, but the bear appears to be eating nachos! (growls) (roars) Too close, too close! For Local 6, I'm Dina Duran and that's what's shaking! (all laughing) I was the bear! And those nachos were delicious! Nice work, guys.
Well, Wes, you did it.
You completed your first assignment.
Senior Executive Liaison to Intergalactic Affairs, here I come.
Oops.
Missed a spot.
(rips) (air hissing) (breathing heavily) (screaming) (faint screaming) Is that a bee? (screaming continues) The Narullian Death Mold! I breathed it in! (screams) Narullian Death Mold! (both scream) Wait a minute.
There's no such thing as Narullian Death Mold.
Sure there is.
Swift told me if I breathed in any of the alien mold in his storage unit, I'd become a psychotic killer.
I'm pretty sure he lied to you.
Are you really going psycho? Yeah! No.
Why would Swift lie to me? All I wanted was to prove to him that I can handle alien stuff.
Probably just because he just wants someone to clean out his storage unit.
He's been trying to get me to do it for weeks.
So he doesn't take me seriously? That kinda hurts my feelings.
Yeah, Principal's the worst.
You know, he has me in his phone as "Don't Answer.
" Hey how would you like to help me get him back? Sure, why not.
I've been helping Gabby with her thing, but I could very easily switch gears.
Good.
Because it looks like the spider is about to catch himself some spider food.
That sounded kinda stupid.
Yeah, I know.
I'm just not a sinister guy.
It's not in me.
Ooh! People like car chases, right? What if I stole a car? I'm not good at driving or stealing, but I think it could make some news.
I'm gonna go ahead and not write that down.
Hey, Gabby, do you mind watching Olivia for the night? I've been on such a hot streak at work, me and some friends are going out on the town to celebrate.
No problem.
You deserve it.
Thanks, mija.
You know, I'm in such a good mood, you get one too.
You know, that bear story we did went national.
Looks like everything's coming up Dina! Sky, what's up? Umm your mom's not going to celebrate with her friends.
She's got an interview for a job in Pittsburgh! Thank you for meeting me on such short notice, Dina.
No, thank you.
It's not every day I get an interview with a big-time Pittsburgh producer.
Oh, thank you.
(scoffs) Celebrating with friends, indeed.
That's definitely a job interview! We've gotta ruin this thing.
Have bears in Havensburg.
Oh! What if we start a rumor that Mom fudged the margins on her resume to keep it all on one page? That can be Plan B.
No, we need something more immediate.
Some kind of clever, elaborate plan to sabotage this (both gasp) You know, some people call Pittsburgh (garbled): The Paris of (Dina screams) (both gasp) (everyone screaming) What did you do? Why are you even here? The man collapsed in his soup.
Is this not newsworthy? We're done with that! Now let's get out of here before anyone sees us! Jeremy! (gasps) (mumbling) What's this? No.
What's going on here? Principal, I'm so glad you're here! It's Wesley.
He's a psycho! Eh psycho? Well, how? (rattling) Initial scans detected Narullian Death Mold infecting his neuronal pathways.
(chuckles nervously) Narullian Death Mold? Eh, that's impossible! There's no such thing.
I mean I don't think there is.
I'm fairly certain I just made that up.
Didn't I? I don't know, but he had a crazy look in his eyes.
I think he went down to the comms room.
Do you think this is going to hurt Mom's career? Having an interviewer pass out face-first into a bowl of cold gazpacho? Nah, I'm sure it happens all the time! How did I let this happen? I was just trying to help so Mom was happy and we didn't have to move.
It's not just your fault.
I should've known better, too.
I am eight and a half.
(door opens) - Hey, girls.
- Hey, Mom.
Were you pacing? Nope! Uh, so, how was the celebration thing? It was odd.
I mean, everything was going great at first, - but then - We know about Pittsburgh! Please don't make us move! What? Wait, how do you know about Pittsburgh? We can't say, but we just do.
And we don't want to leave Havensburg.
Oh! Girls I was never going to take that job.
I only did the interview so I could get a raise at my job here.
That's why I didn't say anything.
I know how hard it was for you girls to leave Miami.
I'm not going to do that to you again.
Okay? Come here.
I love you.
And besides, why would I ever leave Havensburg? There are some crazy things happening right here! Like today at the restaurant.
I think the food might've been poisoned.
Whoa! That sounds (chuckles) like it's probably exactly what happened.
- Yeah.
- Yeah.
I gotta look into this find their food suppliers, look into the employees I'm gonna get to work.
Ooh! So I guess we're not moving after all! Oh.
I know! How about we celebrate with a glass of clean, clean tap water? Pour us some cold ones, sis.
Wesley? Ahh! Wesley! Wesley-woo! Oh, what's become of you? Wesley! Wesley: (on screen) Cleaning mold all day makes Wesley cray cray.
Cray cray! Ahh! Ahh! - (sinister laughter) - Cray cray.
Uh, why don't we just turn the lights on and have a talk? Uh, there's no need t-to do anything d-drastic.
(Swift gasping) Oh, mummy, you know I'm scared of the dark.
I did what you asked, Swift.
I cleaned the mold.
Oh, I cleaned it all up.
Right, right.
Well, that's very good.
You wouldn't lie to me, would you, Swift? About Narullian Death Mold? About psychotic spores? I'm not some kind of joke to you, am I? Why, that's preposterous! I take you very seriously, Wesley.
Very serious indeed.
So what's my title? Umm well, uh Oh, ohh, it's Deputy Admin (whispers) Senior Executive Liaison to Intergalactic Affairs.
Yes, that! That's the one.
(chuckles nervously) You've got the job! You got the job! Cool! Thanks, buddy! (breathing heavily) Ahh! Wesley: Next time, on Gabby Duran and the Unsittables - (both scream) - Gabby: It was an accident.
So, uh, why does this feel so weird? Because we kissed! I just wish we could forget it ever happened.
It's a mind-wipe.
Ready.
This tech is pretty glitchy.
(screaming) - (crows) - What just happened? (theme music playing) Man: Gorgeous!