True Jackson, VP (2008) s02e29 Episode Script

True Jackson, vp was filmed in front of a live studio audience.
Lulu, how hungry are you? Not hungry at all.
I just want the prize.
What a rip-off, there's nothing in here.
What was there supposed to be? Valentine mcdougal headband.
Morning.
Hey.
Hey, Jimmy.
How come you're not in the big meeting? What big meeting? The one I was supposed to tell you about.
Sorry.
It's in the conference room.
They want Lulu too.
Really? Oh, yeah, that's fruity.
You think they'll be serving hors d'oeuvres? That's fancy for snacks.
Lulu, it's a staff meeting, not a dinner party.
Hors d'oeuvre? Yum, thanks.
Where's Mr.
Madigan? He took Doris on a tour of Europe's greatest American restaurants.
Now grab some seats, it's time to start the meeting.
This place is more crowded than my Uncle Troy's funeral.
Your Uncle Troy isn't dead.
I know.
Lucky, he crawled out of the casket before they started shoveling the dirt.
Distinguished guests, fellow executives, good-natured sidekicks, I am pleased to announce that tomorrow, mad style is opening its first retail store at the midtown mall.
I'm told by the manager that everything is on track.
But Max has asked that someone go down to keep an eye on things.
Who, you may be wondering, will that be? The answer is you.
Kopelman, would you lean just a hair to your left? Me? Yes.
You and Lulu.
It's a perfect fit.
Malls are filled with horrible, filthy teenagers.
And, well, I don't think I need to complete the comparison.
I love that mall.
Me too.
That's where I got my ears pierced.
I know.
I was with you.
She was bawling her eyes out, then she kicked the ear-piercing lady in the leg and screamed, "get your hands off me, "you murderer, I'm too young to die!" That's amazing, how do you remember that so clearly? It was yesterday.
Girls, I hate to interrupt your comedy routine, but we're not getting any younger.
Especially you.
I hope the people at the store don't get mad at us for checking up on them.
No one likes a snoop.
You know what we should do? We should pretend we're salesgirls, like that show on tv.
Good idea.
Let me just drop off my notebook and we can go.
It's Ryan.
He wants to know what we're up to.
Don't tell him.
Why not? He'll blow our cover.
Life is stimulating enough for him.
You add a shopping mall to the mix it's all over.
Ryan says, "mall, question mark, exclamation point.
" How could he Ryan, are you napping under my desk again? It's my thinkin' hole.
And yes, thinking often makes me sleepy.
Now, what's this about all of us going to the mall? Mall? No, you heard me wrong.
I said cleaners.
We're gonna be at the cleaners all day.
Cleaners? Sounds super-boring.
Okay, let's go.
Wait.
Since we're gonna be at the cleaners all day, I wanna make sure you're warm enough.
Why? Is it drafty there? Crazy drafty.
You wait here.
We'll go get you a sweater from storage.
Okay.
I'll be thinkin' till you come back.
Let's get out of here before he wakes up.
Not so fast.
When Ryan realizes we're gone, what do you think he's gonna do? Go to the cleaners? Right.
And when we're not there? He'll go to the park to play chess against that pigeon he can't beat.
And after that? He'll remember we uaid we're going to the mall and he'll go there looking for us.
Oh.
Jimmy, I need a favor.
We need you to keep Ryan busy for the next six hours.
Can I use physical force to restrain him? If you need to.
I'm in.
Don't you wanna know why? Not really.
Come on, lu, mad style's going to the mall.
From my head to my toes it's all real and you know fresh and cool it's just what I do t-r-u-e j-a-c-k-s-o-n v-p working at a grown up job I never really knew I could work this hard used to sit at home and watch tv now I'm in an office as the new vp I'm always setting trends with my two best friends when things get out of hand we have a plan we're just messin' around and we're making new ground for the whole wide world to see if you see us in town you know it's going down 'cause I'm the new vp I can't believe that of all the people.
Mr.
Madigan could have chosen to keep an eye on the new store, he picked us.
Why? You're the vice president.
Ssshh.
Lulu, today, we're just regular workers, remember? I like that most of the girls are our age.
Kids can do just as good a job as grown-ups.
Hi.
Sorry.
That's okay, it's not like you almost killed us.
We're salesgirls.
Me too.
I'm Callie.
Nice to meet you.
I'm Regina wilkinsbooth.
And this is Veronica starlight.
I like your names.
Thanks.
So why do you wanna work at mad style? Let me guess: To steal as much as possible and be rude to the customers? What? No way.
I wanna work at mad style 'cause I love their clothes.
It's true, they are very well designed clothes.
Plus, I've been working on the third floor for the past year.
What's wrong with the third floor? The third floor is a nightmare.
Where did you work? Just calendars.
Ask me what we sold.
Attention, salesgirls.
Front and center, now.
So you wanna work at mad style.
Well, guess what, grunts, so do a hundred other girls.
I'm Lindsay Perkins, manager of this store, and what I say goes.
When I say "jump," you say "how high?" What? Will there be a lot of jumping? Quiet.
The store opens at 09:00 tomorrow, and we'll be doing things my way.
What is it? I had some ideas for the window display.
Are any of them not a complete waste of my time? I hope so.
It's just that the mannequins in all the stores are either white or black.
Maybe ours could be color.
Or like, a bunch of colors.
I'm sorry, I don't know what you're pointing at.
The front door.
Just take your break.
I don't even know how to respond to an idea that insane.
I didn't think it was that bad an idea.
Break? It's actually great timing.
My friends and I usually coordinate our breaks so we can hang out at the food court.
Awesome.
Are they nice? Totally.
Although every now and then, my friends Jack and Linus can be a little wild.
Go long! Longer! Longer! It went in there! I know where it went! In there! I know! I take it this belongs to you.
It doesn't really belong to me, no.
But you threw it.
Well, he threw it.
I just failed to catch it.
I'll just grab it and be on my way.
Oh, I have a better idea.
I liked your idea better.
Thanks, man.
Whoa, how do you get this parking spot? No, it's a contest.
You pull a key out of that barrel.
If it starts the car, you can keep it.
The car, not the barrel.
I'm taking my driver's test next month.
I should try it.
Don't bother, there's like a zillion keys in there.
Look out.
What's that, an expression? No, look out.
You can skateboard in the mall? You, come back here.
Not really.
There she is, the newest member of the level one work force.
Hi, Callie.
Hi, Callie.
Hi, guys.
This is Veronica.
Oh, hi.
I'm Jack.
This is Linus.
Hi.
They work at catch of the day.
What's that, a fish restaurant? Sporting goods.
Oh.
Do you guys ever get calls from people looking to buy fish? Not too often, maybe 50 times a day.
People, I need your help.
It's day 59.
I'm about to break my record.
Stan's never worked at a store for more than two months without it going out of business.
The owner's coming by today to figure out if we're gonna shut down.
So I need you to pretend to be customers.
Yeah.
I don't know.
Where do you work? All things lemon.
Anything you could possibly imagine made of lemon, we sell it.
Lemonade? Nope.
I got to run.
My lem-kabobs aren't gonna skewer themselves.
Bye.
I'm okay.
You're telling me that guy can't hold onto a job? You mind? I don't wanna gross you out, but that was on the table when we sat down.
True Jackson.
I mean, Regina wilkinsbooth.
Who? Jimmy, is that you? Yeah.
Just checking up on you.
How's the store going? It's getting there.
All the girls are really nice, but everyone's afraid of this super mean manager.
Who hired her anyway? Amanda.
Figures.
How is it going there? Are you keeping Ryan occupied? Yeah.
I don't think he'll give you any trouble.
Where is he? I'm sitting on him.
Can I get up now? No.
I better go.
Here comes the manager now.
Yes, ma'am, we open up first thing tomorrow morning.
What are you grinning at? I'm just thinking about the time my dad tried to build a radio from scratch.
My mom was all "we're not trapped on an island, "larry, just buy one.
They cost a dollar.
" Break? Break.
Nine across, enemy of Caesar, starts with a b.
No.
It starts with a b.
That's okay.
Hi, Nina.
This is Veronica.
Oh, me, right.
Hi.
Veronica is another salesgirl at mad style.
How's it going there? Not good.
I vaguely suspect the manager thinks I'm a moron.
Why? She keeps calling me a moron.
She should talk.
She pronounces cardigan cargadins.
Oh, stan wants us to go by his store later and pretend we're paying customers.
That can't be good.
Do you think he's gonna break his record? Yeah, me neither.
Were you just talking to that dog? Who did you think I was talking to, the bird? Like I'm really gonna ask a bird their opinion.
Sorry, myron, I thought you were sleeping.
Hey.
Ah.
Yes? So what are we gonna do about getting that football back from Dunn Jenkins? Let him keep it.
We've got 600 more.
Yeah, but this was the manager's Tom Brady ball.
Mr.
Henderson's signed ball? We were playing with his signed ball? Uh-huh.
Why were we playing with the Tom Brady ball? I don't know.
I just reached for a ball.
In a glass case.
Why didn't you take one of the 30 in that bin? Or, I don't know, that bin.
When you put it like that, I feel kind of foolish.
Sorry.
That's okay.
So what are we gonna do? Well, we're just gonna have to get it back into that case before Mr.
Henderson comes in tomorrow.
Problem solved.
Problem is not solved.
We still have to get it back.
I'm glad that's off our plate.
It's not off our plate.
We still have to get it back.
Phew.
Am I right? That looks good.
Thanks.
I stocked the sweaters by color.
So if you look at them from across the store, it looks like a rainbow.
What? I said the sweaters are supposed to be stocked by inventory number.
Why? Because I say so.
Front and center.
Everyone else, gather around.
I want you all to see what a bona fide moron looks like.
Callie, raise your hand.
This dummy put the sweater vests next to the cargadins.
What are you all laughing at? Answer me, head moron.
That's enough.
What did you say? I said that's enough.
You can't just be rude to people.
Who are you to tell me anything? I'm the manager.
Not anymore.
You're fired.
I'm sorry? I said you're fired.
I'm True Jackson, v.
P.
I designed half the clothes in this store.
Sorry you had to witness ts, clothes.
Your store opens tomorrow.
Do you really think you can replace me on such short notice? Yes, I do.
With her.
Huh? Who are you pointing to? You.
You're the new manager.
Huh? Congratulations, manager.
Manager? A year ago, Max Madigan found a girl with no experience, who had no business running anything, and took a chance on her.
This is my opportunity to do the same for someone else.
Manager? Look at her.
She's so happy, she can't even blink.
Manager? Hey, Callie.
Hey, Callie.
I have good news and bad news.
They made me the manager.
What's the bad news? That is the bad news.
I can't be a manager.
I'm 15.
I can't even drive a car, how can I drive a store? Who made you manager? I did.
This is True Jackson and her assistant, Veronica starlight.
But you can call me Lulu.
Everything seems like it's under control.
We'll see you tomorrow for the big opening.
Right.
There's her happy face again.
Nice meeting you guys.
Are you okay? Little tense, can't really breathe.
May I? That was here when we sat down.
Back so soon? How are things at the mad style store? Completely under control.
The displays are up.
The racks are stocked.
The salesgirls are trained.
The manager's fired.
We're just gonna get our things and call it a day.
I'm sorry.
What was that last thing you just said? The salesgirls are trained? After that.
I fired the manager? Yes, that part.
Are you saying you fired Lindsay Perkins? Uh-huh.
She was really rude.
We hate rude people.
I mean, except you.
Yeah.
We didn't mean you.
Well, who in blue blazes is running the store? This girl we met.
What? You just met someone and gave them a big job, sight unseen? Mr.
Madigan did.
Oh, yes.
I remember that magical day when Max hired a sandwich girl to work with me side by side every day.
If you hear weeping coming from my office, it's not me.
I wonder who it is then.
Whatever you do, don't actually eat anything at all things lemon.
So sour.
Hey.
I think Roscoe just pooped in women's casual.
Oh, yeah.
He's like a clock, every day at 5:15.
Well then maybe we keep Roscoe out of my store at 5:15? No one's blaming you, Roscoe.
I kinda am.
Sshh.
He's really sensitive.
Okay, let's see it.
See what? The golden key.
Come on, guys.
You don't really believe there's an actual key that opens every door in the mall, do you? Sort of.
Golden key, y'all.
Where has this day gone? Listen, guys.
I'd love to hang out, but I have a giant grand opening to supervise.
Really? No.
Let's go get smoothies.
All right.
Let's do it.
Come on, Roscoe.
We're getting smoothies.
Meet me back here at the store.
Wait.
You're not stressed? Why would I be? Look at this place, it's perfect.
Yeah.
It looks great.
Yeah, it's That's weird.
I didn't notice this before.
What's it say? "Dear Callie, "enjoy the grand opening, signed, Lindsay.
" Well, that's awfully sweet of her.
"P.
S.
Boom.
" Hmm, what do you think that means? We could fix that.
Probably not that, though, and definitely, not that.
Okay.
Now, I'm stressed.
Hey, Jimmy.
Hi, Jimmy.
Why is my console closed? You know how you asked me to keep Ryan occupied? Long story short, I tied him up and put him in there.
Sometimes, I think I don't give you enough credit for being smart.
Wanna get something to eat? It's not gonna be at another of your weird restaurants, is it? No.
I thought we'd go to wobbles.
Great food, terrible foundation.
The place never stops moving.
Sounds good.
I'll go too.
Bring me back a wobble burger.
It's not that bad.
It's not that bad? There's no way I can get this place cleaned up all by myself.
You're not all by yourself.
You've got us.
Plus the football team.
And the math club.
I can bring the weirdos.
I think my grandma is free.
It might take all night, but it doesn't matter, because I'm not going anywhere.
Or me.
Thanks, guys.
Okay, where do we start? How about there? It's great when kids can put aside their differences when they have a worthwhile goal.
Look at how those jocks are lifting up that nerd to hang a sign.
There's no sign.
They're banging his head on the ceiling.
Still, it was nice of them to come out.
Let's go over the plan again.
We open the door, get the football back, shut the door.
I gotta say, that's a pretty good plan.
It's locked.
Jack? Jack? Here's goes nothing.
It's fake.
What are we gonna do now? I landed in a barrel of sparkles.
Wow, you're pretty sparkly.
Not just me.
He besparkled the football, Linus.
What kind of monster would do that? People sure are buying a lot of stuff.
Mr.
Madigan's gonna be so psyched.
Let's go back to the office.
True, Lulu.
Where are you going? You seem to have everything under control.
Great job.
Yeah, and the music you picked out is awesome.
Thanks.
It's a mix I call, "music my mom won't let me play in the house.
" You should be really proud.
The store is a success.
True, this is gonna sound really corny, but my whole life, I've waited for someone to see something in me that maybe I didn't even see in myself.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
Now, do me one favor.
What's that? Please don't make me be manager.
Callie.
What if I mess up? Then you mess up.
What if I mess up again? Then I fire you.
I'm just kidding.
But not really.
Okay, I'll give it a try under one condition.
I get to choose my assistant manager.
You got it.
Do you know anyone who could handle it? Nope, but it's almost time for stan to be looking for a new job.
Hey, stan.
How would you like to work at mad style? That's very generous, but I really think, all things lemon is here to stay.
We're closed.
I'll take the job.
See, Callie? You're already acting like a manager.
Smoothies? Smoothies.
This mall is awesome.
Look out.
What's that, an expression? Hey, there's true and Lulu.
Hey, true.
Hi, Jimmy.
Everyone, this is my boyfriend, Jimmy.
I saw him first.
And that's Ryan.
S'up? Hey, don't you work at all things lemon? Used to.
I love that place.
You made the best lemon pot pie.
What's the deal with the car? It's a contest.
You pick a key out of that barrel and if it starts the car, you get to keep it.
But it's rigged.
Totally rigged.
You'd have to be the luckiest guy on earth to pick the right key.
That's Mr.
Luckiest guy on earth.
Watch and learn.
He did it.
I did it.
I'm the luckiest guy in the world.
I'm okay.
This is your store?