The Weekenders (2000) s02e07 Episode Script
Super Kids
1
It's justsuch a tragedy!
He was so young!
Hold me !
It's okay..
Let it out, let it out.
Thank you for joining
us in our bereavement.
We're mourning the recent
loss of Carver's weekend.
Yeah, he got called in for a family
meeting.
And you know what that means?
Grounded.
Family trip!
Or even
Dance lessons!
The list goes on and on,
and it's all bad.
Look at him.
It must be something awful.
You okay, Carv'?
Dude.
Is it dance lessons?
Hmm?
Oh, no, it's no biggie.
I just have to go to this seminar tonight.
My parents say I'm not
goal-oriented enough.
Like avoiding chores isn't a goal.
Wait, it's just a seminar?
Why were you hanging your head like that?
Oh, I was looking at my shoes.
I shined 'em.
See?
Um, very nice.
Hey, you guys wanna come
with me to the seminar thing?
It's gonna be pretty borin'.
Oh I got a, lotta, stuff
But they're supposed to be free donuts.
Count me in.
Good to me!
I'm there.
Hello,
I'm Tripp Nickerson, the 12 year old author
of 'Tripp Nickerson is Better Than You Are'.
Available in the lobby for $14.95.
I know what you're saying.
This guy's a super kid?
No way.
Well, I say to you,
YES WAY!
And how have I done it?
Simple.
All work and no play!
If you want to achieve your goal,
you need two things.
One!
Pick a goal.
Two!
Work, work, work,
until you achieve it!
Cool.
Dude, this guy is intense.
Excuse me.
Might I ask what you have
planned for the weekend?
Me?
Oh, I dunno.
I figured I'd just hang
out with my friends and..
A-ha!
A perfect example.
He said I am perfect.
A perfect example of the
laziness of today's youth.
You!
What are your plans for the weekend?
I, I was gonna meet
my friends at the beach.
And do what?
Um, just hang out.
I am very disappointed in you.
Think how much more you could
be doing than just hanging out!
You!
Well, Tripp, I can tell
you with confidence
that I do not plan to
"hang out" this weekend.
Oh no?
No, sir.
You see, there's these shoes
I have my eyes on.
They go on sale tomorrow,
and I'm buying 'em.
Oh, yeah.
That's my goal,
and I will succeed.
Your goal is unworthy!
Sit down now!
You!
What are your plans?
Well, I thought maybe
I would read a book,
you know, to improve my mind.
Improve your mind by reading a book.
A lofty goal indeed.
Doesn't that sound like
an excellent plan, doesn't it?
Well, it isn't!
Anyone can read a book.
Why don't you write one?
Like I did.
That would be the work
of a true super kid!
I, Tripp Nickerson, challenge you to
take the Tripp Nickerson Challenge.
One!
Pick a goal.
Two!
Work, work, work.
Say it with me.
One!
Pick a goal.
Two!
Work, work, work.
One!
Pick a goal.
Two!
Work, work, work.
Tripp was so inspiring last night.
We totally can't waste this weekend.
But we don't waste our weekends.
We do all kinds of stuff.
Not stuff like publishing
a book like Tripp did.
Yeah, that's true.
We gotta get started achieving our goal right away.
Um, does anyone have
any idea what our goal is?
Our goal could be to try
the Foods of the World exhibit.
Kalakukko is a fish and pork pie from Finland.
It is traditional to leave
the heads on the fish.
Or maybe not.
Alright, we have to find a goal.
Hey, Helpers Helping the Helpless
has a goal of raising $10,000 for the needy.
We could go help them.
It could be our goal, too.
Yeah, helping the needy.
That's a goal Tripp Nickerson
would approve of.
That's our 10,000th dollar!
Woohoo!
The juice boxes are on me!
A perfectly good goal.
And they go and reach it without our help.
Don't they think of anyone but themselves?
There must be a goal out there somewhere.
We could volunteer for the space program.
Children in space.
What an interesting idea.
Security.
Come on, think.
We've got to be able
to come up with a goal.
Hey, we could
no.
What?
You guys wouldn't be interested.
Give us a try.
Well, I've always wanted to design a shoe.
You're right.
So, not interested.
But wait, Carver may have something.
A brain injury?
Maybe we should each have our own goal.
If we all worked on our own stuff,
we could achieve a lot more.
Now that you mention it, I've always
wanted to set a world record.
And I've always wanted to
create a great work of art.
And I could probably think of something
eventually.
It's settled!
Tomorrow, we'll work on our goal
separately.
And by Monday, we'll be super kids,
just like Tripp Nickerson.
Aaaand
Presto!
Um, it's a little wadded up.
Don't worry, I'll flatten it
out before I saw it in half.
76. 8.
79
and 80!
81!
83!
Lor, what the heck are you doin'?
I'm setting the world record for
consecutive baskets.
Only 6,347 to go!
Dude, you made me miss!
Oh, well!
Now I have to start all over again!
One!
What are you doing, Tishy?
You're riding some phony?
Symphony, Mama.
Is what I say.
I figure, if Mozart could play
a concerto by the age of four,
I should be able to write
one by the age of twelve.
Well, I am sure you can do it.
My little sweet bean.
Ooohh!
It sound like goat walking on piano.
You're really workin' away there, son.
Looks like that seminar got you pretty
fired up to succeed.
It sure did.
I am designing the ultimate athletic shoe.
It's my life's dream.
See, the spring-loaded sole provides
improved lift when jumping.
The retractable wheels allow the wearer to
accelerate up to 90 miles per hour.
These side bags contain various snacks.
Uh, are those rockets?
Atomic rockets.
They're the best part.
And, how do they work?
How should I know?
I leave all that stuff
to my technical staff.
You don't have a technical staff.
I will when I sell a million of these
shoes and get rich.
Uh-huh.
What am I gonna do?
I need a goal.
I could invent something, but all the
really good ideas for inventions were
taken once they came up with
the fishing rod that fits in your pocket.
Yeah, that's pretty sweet.
Tripp said I should write a book.
I could barely write a one-page
thank you note to Grandma.
I'm never gonna have a goal.
Tino, you need to have balance in life.
You work hard at school during the week,
and I think on the weekend, having fun and
hanging out with your friends are
perfectly good goals.
I gave up hanging out.
Tripp Nickerson says it's a waste of time.
And if Tripp Nickerson said breathing was
a waste of time, would you give that up?
That is such a Mom thing to say.
Thank you.
You know, maybe I just need more
motivation.
Tripp's doing a book signing at the mall.
Check to make sure he's breathing.
Guys, what are you doing here?
Well, we're here to see Tripp.
Yeah, we need a little help with our
goals.
I just hope the lines aren't too
long in his book signing.
Not much of a turnout.
Ah, it's the 'Hanger Outers' from Friday's seminar.
Mr. Nickerson, we've been working to
achieve our goals.
We even gave up seeing each other so we
could spend more time on them.
Excellent.
Friends only get in the way.
Being a super kid is a one-man operation!
Yeah, but my mom said
that you need balance in
Ha!
Balance achieves nothing!
What you need is work, work, work,
and friends
Friends are a handicap.
I've never had a friend in my life.
And look where I am!
A published author.
Hey, I never looked at your book before.
There's nothing but "I'm better than
you are", over and over and over.
I don't care what you think.
I don't need friends.
I don't need anyone.
Who cares?
No one is here for my signing.
I'm alone and happy.
So happy!
No offense, Tripp.
But you're starting to seem
kind of like a pathetic loser
trying to make up for lack of
friends with fake achievements.
I've never heard of anything so
ridiculous, why the very idea.. !
I'm a super kid, I tell ya!
A super kid!
So, do you want to come hang out with us?
More than anything.
This is it.
You just sit here and watch the sun go
down?
Absolutely.
And that's all?
You bet.
But what does it achieve?
Not a thing.
Really.
Cool?
You know, sometimes hanging with your
friends is the best thing you can achieve.
Later days!
It's justsuch a tragedy!
He was so young!
Hold me !
It's okay..
Let it out, let it out.
Thank you for joining
us in our bereavement.
We're mourning the recent
loss of Carver's weekend.
Yeah, he got called in for a family
meeting.
And you know what that means?
Grounded.
Family trip!
Or even
Dance lessons!
The list goes on and on,
and it's all bad.
Look at him.
It must be something awful.
You okay, Carv'?
Dude.
Is it dance lessons?
Hmm?
Oh, no, it's no biggie.
I just have to go to this seminar tonight.
My parents say I'm not
goal-oriented enough.
Like avoiding chores isn't a goal.
Wait, it's just a seminar?
Why were you hanging your head like that?
Oh, I was looking at my shoes.
I shined 'em.
See?
Um, very nice.
Hey, you guys wanna come
with me to the seminar thing?
It's gonna be pretty borin'.
Oh I got a, lotta, stuff
But they're supposed to be free donuts.
Count me in.
Good to me!
I'm there.
Hello,
I'm Tripp Nickerson, the 12 year old author
of 'Tripp Nickerson is Better Than You Are'.
Available in the lobby for $14.95.
I know what you're saying.
This guy's a super kid?
No way.
Well, I say to you,
YES WAY!
And how have I done it?
Simple.
All work and no play!
If you want to achieve your goal,
you need two things.
One!
Pick a goal.
Two!
Work, work, work,
until you achieve it!
Cool.
Dude, this guy is intense.
Excuse me.
Might I ask what you have
planned for the weekend?
Me?
Oh, I dunno.
I figured I'd just hang
out with my friends and..
A-ha!
A perfect example.
He said I am perfect.
A perfect example of the
laziness of today's youth.
You!
What are your plans for the weekend?
I, I was gonna meet
my friends at the beach.
And do what?
Um, just hang out.
I am very disappointed in you.
Think how much more you could
be doing than just hanging out!
You!
Well, Tripp, I can tell
you with confidence
that I do not plan to
"hang out" this weekend.
Oh no?
No, sir.
You see, there's these shoes
I have my eyes on.
They go on sale tomorrow,
and I'm buying 'em.
Oh, yeah.
That's my goal,
and I will succeed.
Your goal is unworthy!
Sit down now!
You!
What are your plans?
Well, I thought maybe
I would read a book,
you know, to improve my mind.
Improve your mind by reading a book.
A lofty goal indeed.
Doesn't that sound like
an excellent plan, doesn't it?
Well, it isn't!
Anyone can read a book.
Why don't you write one?
Like I did.
That would be the work
of a true super kid!
I, Tripp Nickerson, challenge you to
take the Tripp Nickerson Challenge.
One!
Pick a goal.
Two!
Work, work, work.
Say it with me.
One!
Pick a goal.
Two!
Work, work, work.
One!
Pick a goal.
Two!
Work, work, work.
Tripp was so inspiring last night.
We totally can't waste this weekend.
But we don't waste our weekends.
We do all kinds of stuff.
Not stuff like publishing
a book like Tripp did.
Yeah, that's true.
We gotta get started achieving our goal right away.
Um, does anyone have
any idea what our goal is?
Our goal could be to try
the Foods of the World exhibit.
Kalakukko is a fish and pork pie from Finland.
It is traditional to leave
the heads on the fish.
Or maybe not.
Alright, we have to find a goal.
Hey, Helpers Helping the Helpless
has a goal of raising $10,000 for the needy.
We could go help them.
It could be our goal, too.
Yeah, helping the needy.
That's a goal Tripp Nickerson
would approve of.
That's our 10,000th dollar!
Woohoo!
The juice boxes are on me!
A perfectly good goal.
And they go and reach it without our help.
Don't they think of anyone but themselves?
There must be a goal out there somewhere.
We could volunteer for the space program.
Children in space.
What an interesting idea.
Security.
Come on, think.
We've got to be able
to come up with a goal.
Hey, we could
no.
What?
You guys wouldn't be interested.
Give us a try.
Well, I've always wanted to design a shoe.
You're right.
So, not interested.
But wait, Carver may have something.
A brain injury?
Maybe we should each have our own goal.
If we all worked on our own stuff,
we could achieve a lot more.
Now that you mention it, I've always
wanted to set a world record.
And I've always wanted to
create a great work of art.
And I could probably think of something
eventually.
It's settled!
Tomorrow, we'll work on our goal
separately.
And by Monday, we'll be super kids,
just like Tripp Nickerson.
Aaaand
Presto!
Um, it's a little wadded up.
Don't worry, I'll flatten it
out before I saw it in half.
76. 8.
79
and 80!
81!
83!
Lor, what the heck are you doin'?
I'm setting the world record for
consecutive baskets.
Only 6,347 to go!
Dude, you made me miss!
Oh, well!
Now I have to start all over again!
One!
What are you doing, Tishy?
You're riding some phony?
Symphony, Mama.
Is what I say.
I figure, if Mozart could play
a concerto by the age of four,
I should be able to write
one by the age of twelve.
Well, I am sure you can do it.
My little sweet bean.
Ooohh!
It sound like goat walking on piano.
You're really workin' away there, son.
Looks like that seminar got you pretty
fired up to succeed.
It sure did.
I am designing the ultimate athletic shoe.
It's my life's dream.
See, the spring-loaded sole provides
improved lift when jumping.
The retractable wheels allow the wearer to
accelerate up to 90 miles per hour.
These side bags contain various snacks.
Uh, are those rockets?
Atomic rockets.
They're the best part.
And, how do they work?
How should I know?
I leave all that stuff
to my technical staff.
You don't have a technical staff.
I will when I sell a million of these
shoes and get rich.
Uh-huh.
What am I gonna do?
I need a goal.
I could invent something, but all the
really good ideas for inventions were
taken once they came up with
the fishing rod that fits in your pocket.
Yeah, that's pretty sweet.
Tripp said I should write a book.
I could barely write a one-page
thank you note to Grandma.
I'm never gonna have a goal.
Tino, you need to have balance in life.
You work hard at school during the week,
and I think on the weekend, having fun and
hanging out with your friends are
perfectly good goals.
I gave up hanging out.
Tripp Nickerson says it's a waste of time.
And if Tripp Nickerson said breathing was
a waste of time, would you give that up?
That is such a Mom thing to say.
Thank you.
You know, maybe I just need more
motivation.
Tripp's doing a book signing at the mall.
Check to make sure he's breathing.
Guys, what are you doing here?
Well, we're here to see Tripp.
Yeah, we need a little help with our
goals.
I just hope the lines aren't too
long in his book signing.
Not much of a turnout.
Ah, it's the 'Hanger Outers' from Friday's seminar.
Mr. Nickerson, we've been working to
achieve our goals.
We even gave up seeing each other so we
could spend more time on them.
Excellent.
Friends only get in the way.
Being a super kid is a one-man operation!
Yeah, but my mom said
that you need balance in
Ha!
Balance achieves nothing!
What you need is work, work, work,
and friends
Friends are a handicap.
I've never had a friend in my life.
And look where I am!
A published author.
Hey, I never looked at your book before.
There's nothing but "I'm better than
you are", over and over and over.
I don't care what you think.
I don't need friends.
I don't need anyone.
Who cares?
No one is here for my signing.
I'm alone and happy.
So happy!
No offense, Tripp.
But you're starting to seem
kind of like a pathetic loser
trying to make up for lack of
friends with fake achievements.
I've never heard of anything so
ridiculous, why the very idea.. !
I'm a super kid, I tell ya!
A super kid!
So, do you want to come hang out with us?
More than anything.
This is it.
You just sit here and watch the sun go
down?
Absolutely.
And that's all?
You bet.
But what does it achieve?
Not a thing.
Really.
Cool?
You know, sometimes hanging with your
friends is the best thing you can achieve.
Later days!