The Weekenders (2000) s02e26 Episode Script
The Awful Weekend
Okay, I suppose you're
wondering what's going on here.
Why, are we all sticky?
Why are we covered in streamers and flyers?
Why do we have a stripe, painted on us?
Why is Tish's face all splotchy?
Why is there a lollipop in Lor's hair?
Why does Carver have an egg on his head,
and a swollen ear?
And why have I got one shoe on,
and a yo-yo stuck to my stomach?
Well, I'll tell you this.
We've figured out that
sometimes when things keep
getting worse and worse,
you just have to laugh.
But! Let me show you
how we got to this point.
So here, you can see. We
Is that an ostrich
gargling with oatmeal?
No, wait.
Gotta go back further.
Not far enough.
Little further.
Help?
Hang on.
Almost there.
Whoa! too far.
Here we are.
Friday.
Everything seemed perfect.
Tino, here!
I don't want to brag, but our weekend
is so gonna be better than yours!
There's a new interactive
Dinosaur Exhibit at the Science Museum,
a new virtual Vikings
game at Funville,
and Sunday's "Nickel
Day" at Tesla Park.
Everything costs a nickel.
It's perfect!
Nothing can go wrong.
Okay, we have to do all
our homework and chores tonight
to make way for
the best weekend ever!
But we'll miss being the
first to play Virtual Vikings.
But tomorrow we'll have
a high score to beat.
Excellent point, my friend.
It's settled.
Homework, chores, and early
bed tonight, and tomorrow
Let the games begin.
They've been working on this
Dinosaur Exhibit for like, a year.
I hear it's so realistic, you can't tell
the real dinosaurs from the robot ones.
We're here.
Aww!
My shoelace!
Come on, Tino.
You don't need a shoelace!
But you do need a shoe.
Aw, man.
It's on the bus!
Let's get in line.
Who's gonna care if you don't have a shoe?
I care very deeply that
you do not have a shoe.
Therefore, you may not enter.
What?
Okay, don't panic.
I'll just go?
Get a shoe.
This would please me.
Bluke!
I need your left shoe.
Okay.
Rubber boots!?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Um. Thanks!
I'll bring it right back.
Alrighty.
Don't you even wanna know
why he needs a shoe?
Everybody needs shoes.
Yup.
Got my shoe.
No cutting.
We're not cutting.
This was our place.
Remember?
You wouldn't let us in
because he didn't have a shoe?
I cannot possibly remember
every, shoeless guest.
Back to the end of the line, please.
Okay.
But I'm reporting this to the,
Museum Entry Deciders Organization!
You can keep it if you want.
I got more at home.
Oh, thank you.
But I'm gonna be standing here for the
next three hours.
And my knee is starting to sweat.
Attention.
The exhibit is closed.
Go away.
What?
Huh?
No way!
Dude?
Those dinosaurs were so awesome!
Hey, why'd they close it down?
A pterodactyl went haywire
and picked up Chloe Montez.
Yeah, the firemen are trying to pull her
out of the woolly mammoth's trunk.
The thing we were most psyched
for was a complete bust.
I'm never gonna get psyched again.
It only leads to sorrow.
Hey, wanna buy some fruit punch?
I made it myself.
It doesn't have any guava in it,
does it?
I'm allergic.
Nope.
Okay.
We'll take four.
That'll be one dollar.
No, little boy.
Four times ten cents is forty cents.
Those are grand days.
One dollar.
What a rip!
Uh. Tish, are you all right?
You're looking kinda splotchy.
What?
You said there was no guava in this.
There isn't.
I did put in some "guayva" though.
Are you gonna be okay?
Yeah, it doesn't hurt or anything.
It goes away in a week.
Aren't they taking
yearbook pictures this week?
Great!
I'll be known as the splotchy girl.
Hey, splotchy girl!
What's up, splotchy girl?
How's it shakin', splotchy girl!?
Hey, at least we still have Funville!
Thank gosh for Funville, huh?
Good ol' Funville.
There are no bugs in Funville!
I have never, ever, ever
seen a bug in Funville!
Help?
Ouch.
No!
Welcome to Black Tie Pie,
insignificant peons.
Do you have a reservation?
A wha?
I'm afraid I don't have
a table until three.
Well, we can wait until
3 a.m.,
November 19th.
Next
November 19th.
Oh.
And, ahem
We do not admit splotchy persons.
Hold on, Sugy-poo!
Balloon!
Balloon~!
Okay, stop crying.
We'll help you.
Give me a boost.
Hey, he's smilin' at me.
Doggy paw!
Hey!
In all my 30 years at this mall,
I have never seen such nasty hoodlums.
Such nasty, sticky hoodlums.
We were only trying to help!
Nasty, sticky, lying hoodlums!
A two week suspension from the mall?
Dude!
I officially give up.
We should just crawl into
a dark hole and wait for Monday.
Is it Monday, yet?
It feels like I've been in a
snack coma for hours.
How long has it been?
11 minutes.
Well, 10 and a half.
Cheese Bonkies for splotchy girl?
I'm afraid to ask, but.
Can I come in?
Okay, here goes nothing.
Hey, as much fun as it is
to wallow in filth,
I thought it might be even more fun
to have a backyard sleepover?
I've already cleared it with everyone's
parents and set up the tent.
So let's go, campers! C
Campers, let's go~!
Woohoo hoo hoo!
Okay.
Good night.
Good night.
Yup.
I think I sneezed a Bonkie.
Good morning!
Whoa, look what the cat coughed up.
Hey, I've got a fun idea.
Why don't you all take
nice long baths, hmm?
Wash up?
Do some laundry? Hm?
Like, before your parents see you.
And call me. And yell at me?
How 'bout it?
Hm, hm?
Ohh, what's the point?
Oh, man.
Guys, I know things seem bad, but they'll only
get worse if you don't change your attitude.
You gotta laugh it off and go have some
fun.
Well, maybe we could go
By the way, I'm having
the garage door replaced.
It should only take eight to ten hours.
Let's go to my house!
What?
Good news!
In five hours you taste my "crenchulak pilaf"!
What's cura-buhbuhbuh about it?
It means "all day stinky stew".
Carver. Your house. Now.
Is there an ostrich gargling with oatmeal?
Nope.
Penny's singing lesson.
My house.
It's quiet.
Too quiet.
I don't trust it.
Let's go.
By this point, nothing could cheer us up.
Not the beauty of nature.
Not free money.
One dollar bills!
Get your free one dollar bills!
Not even the stars of our
favourite TV show, Teen Canyon.
Hey guys, wanna be our friends?
And to think, two days ago,
we were psyched to go to Nickle Day.
At least we've hit rock bottom.
Things can't possibly get worse.
Hello, young America.
Remind your parents to vote Gloria Duong
for town council.
Here's some flyers!
Vote for Duong!
Vote for Duong!
Elect her,
you won't be wrong!
Yaaaaaaaaay, Duong!
They're worse.
So now you're all caught up.
And you've probably figured out
the same thing we did.
That sometimes when things get really bad,
you just have to laugh.
Come on, guys.
There's still time to catch Nickel Day!
Yeah!
Count me in!
Dude, can I borrow a nickle?
My pockets are stuck together.
Later days!
wondering what's going on here.
Why, are we all sticky?
Why are we covered in streamers and flyers?
Why do we have a stripe, painted on us?
Why is Tish's face all splotchy?
Why is there a lollipop in Lor's hair?
Why does Carver have an egg on his head,
and a swollen ear?
And why have I got one shoe on,
and a yo-yo stuck to my stomach?
Well, I'll tell you this.
We've figured out that
sometimes when things keep
getting worse and worse,
you just have to laugh.
But! Let me show you
how we got to this point.
So here, you can see. We
Is that an ostrich
gargling with oatmeal?
No, wait.
Gotta go back further.
Not far enough.
Little further.
Help?
Hang on.
Almost there.
Whoa! too far.
Here we are.
Friday.
Everything seemed perfect.
Tino, here!
I don't want to brag, but our weekend
is so gonna be better than yours!
There's a new interactive
Dinosaur Exhibit at the Science Museum,
a new virtual Vikings
game at Funville,
and Sunday's "Nickel
Day" at Tesla Park.
Everything costs a nickel.
It's perfect!
Nothing can go wrong.
Okay, we have to do all
our homework and chores tonight
to make way for
the best weekend ever!
But we'll miss being the
first to play Virtual Vikings.
But tomorrow we'll have
a high score to beat.
Excellent point, my friend.
It's settled.
Homework, chores, and early
bed tonight, and tomorrow
Let the games begin.
They've been working on this
Dinosaur Exhibit for like, a year.
I hear it's so realistic, you can't tell
the real dinosaurs from the robot ones.
We're here.
Aww!
My shoelace!
Come on, Tino.
You don't need a shoelace!
But you do need a shoe.
Aw, man.
It's on the bus!
Let's get in line.
Who's gonna care if you don't have a shoe?
I care very deeply that
you do not have a shoe.
Therefore, you may not enter.
What?
Okay, don't panic.
I'll just go?
Get a shoe.
This would please me.
Bluke!
I need your left shoe.
Okay.
Rubber boots!?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Um. Thanks!
I'll bring it right back.
Alrighty.
Don't you even wanna know
why he needs a shoe?
Everybody needs shoes.
Yup.
Got my shoe.
No cutting.
We're not cutting.
This was our place.
Remember?
You wouldn't let us in
because he didn't have a shoe?
I cannot possibly remember
every, shoeless guest.
Back to the end of the line, please.
Okay.
But I'm reporting this to the,
Museum Entry Deciders Organization!
You can keep it if you want.
I got more at home.
Oh, thank you.
But I'm gonna be standing here for the
next three hours.
And my knee is starting to sweat.
Attention.
The exhibit is closed.
Go away.
What?
Huh?
No way!
Dude?
Those dinosaurs were so awesome!
Hey, why'd they close it down?
A pterodactyl went haywire
and picked up Chloe Montez.
Yeah, the firemen are trying to pull her
out of the woolly mammoth's trunk.
The thing we were most psyched
for was a complete bust.
I'm never gonna get psyched again.
It only leads to sorrow.
Hey, wanna buy some fruit punch?
I made it myself.
It doesn't have any guava in it,
does it?
I'm allergic.
Nope.
Okay.
We'll take four.
That'll be one dollar.
No, little boy.
Four times ten cents is forty cents.
Those are grand days.
One dollar.
What a rip!
Uh. Tish, are you all right?
You're looking kinda splotchy.
What?
You said there was no guava in this.
There isn't.
I did put in some "guayva" though.
Are you gonna be okay?
Yeah, it doesn't hurt or anything.
It goes away in a week.
Aren't they taking
yearbook pictures this week?
Great!
I'll be known as the splotchy girl.
Hey, splotchy girl!
What's up, splotchy girl?
How's it shakin', splotchy girl!?
Hey, at least we still have Funville!
Thank gosh for Funville, huh?
Good ol' Funville.
There are no bugs in Funville!
I have never, ever, ever
seen a bug in Funville!
Help?
Ouch.
No!
Welcome to Black Tie Pie,
insignificant peons.
Do you have a reservation?
A wha?
I'm afraid I don't have
a table until three.
Well, we can wait until
3 a.m.,
November 19th.
Next
November 19th.
Oh.
And, ahem
We do not admit splotchy persons.
Hold on, Sugy-poo!
Balloon!
Balloon~!
Okay, stop crying.
We'll help you.
Give me a boost.
Hey, he's smilin' at me.
Doggy paw!
Hey!
In all my 30 years at this mall,
I have never seen such nasty hoodlums.
Such nasty, sticky hoodlums.
We were only trying to help!
Nasty, sticky, lying hoodlums!
A two week suspension from the mall?
Dude!
I officially give up.
We should just crawl into
a dark hole and wait for Monday.
Is it Monday, yet?
It feels like I've been in a
snack coma for hours.
How long has it been?
11 minutes.
Well, 10 and a half.
Cheese Bonkies for splotchy girl?
I'm afraid to ask, but.
Can I come in?
Okay, here goes nothing.
Hey, as much fun as it is
to wallow in filth,
I thought it might be even more fun
to have a backyard sleepover?
I've already cleared it with everyone's
parents and set up the tent.
So let's go, campers! C
Campers, let's go~!
Woohoo hoo hoo!
Okay.
Good night.
Good night.
Yup.
I think I sneezed a Bonkie.
Good morning!
Whoa, look what the cat coughed up.
Hey, I've got a fun idea.
Why don't you all take
nice long baths, hmm?
Wash up?
Do some laundry? Hm?
Like, before your parents see you.
And call me. And yell at me?
How 'bout it?
Hm, hm?
Ohh, what's the point?
Oh, man.
Guys, I know things seem bad, but they'll only
get worse if you don't change your attitude.
You gotta laugh it off and go have some
fun.
Well, maybe we could go
By the way, I'm having
the garage door replaced.
It should only take eight to ten hours.
Let's go to my house!
What?
Good news!
In five hours you taste my "crenchulak pilaf"!
What's cura-buhbuhbuh about it?
It means "all day stinky stew".
Carver. Your house. Now.
Is there an ostrich gargling with oatmeal?
Nope.
Penny's singing lesson.
My house.
It's quiet.
Too quiet.
I don't trust it.
Let's go.
By this point, nothing could cheer us up.
Not the beauty of nature.
Not free money.
One dollar bills!
Get your free one dollar bills!
Not even the stars of our
favourite TV show, Teen Canyon.
Hey guys, wanna be our friends?
And to think, two days ago,
we were psyched to go to Nickle Day.
At least we've hit rock bottom.
Things can't possibly get worse.
Hello, young America.
Remind your parents to vote Gloria Duong
for town council.
Here's some flyers!
Vote for Duong!
Vote for Duong!
Elect her,
you won't be wrong!
Yaaaaaaaaay, Duong!
They're worse.
So now you're all caught up.
And you've probably figured out
the same thing we did.
That sometimes when things get really bad,
you just have to laugh.
Come on, guys.
There's still time to catch Nickel Day!
Yeah!
Count me in!
Dude, can I borrow a nickle?
My pockets are stuck together.
Later days!