3-2-1 Penguins!, Season 1

[First lines; The Conrad family are driving their way to drop off their kids, Jason and Michelle, at Grandmum's cottage]

Jason:
[as Michelle's doll's shoe hits him on the side of his head] Mom, she did it again!

Mrs. Conrad:
Michelle, now come on, we're almost there. Apologize to your brother.

Michelle:
Sorry, Jason.

Mrs. Conrad:
I hope you two don't act this way while you're at Grandmum's.

Michelle:
[excited] Yay, Grandmum's cottage!

Jason:
Yay, Grandmum's cottage. You know, Trevor's at Space Camp right now.

Mrs. Conrad:
Jason, you'll get to go to Space Camp after Grandmum's cottage. You're just going to need to be patient.

Michelle:
I just love Grandmum's cottage! Are we almost there?

Mr. Conrad:
You should know where we are, cupcake, unless you aren't wearing your glasses again. [the car pulls up in front of the cottage] Hey, hey, hey! We're here!

Grandmum:
[walks to the car; excitedly] Hello, sweeties! How's my two favorite twin pumpkins?

Michelle:
[in unison] Hi, Grandma!

Jason:
[in unison] Hi, Grandma.

Grandmum:
Oh, that's "Grandmum" to you, you little bugs!

Mr. Conrad:
Oh, you kids are gonna love it here. Your grandfather finished this place when I was about your age.

Grandmum:
That's right. Built the whole place himself, he did. Quite a man, your granddad. [gets a hug from Michelle] Oh! Goodness, now, which one are you, then?

Michelle:
We're not identical twins, Grandmum.

Jason:
Thank goodness.

Michelle:
Just remember, I'm the cute one.

Jason:
And I'm the one who's supposed to be at Space Camp. [gets out of the car]

Mrs. Conrad:
Okay, that's everything. I'm afraid we have to run or we'll miss our flight.

Mr. Conrad:
Thanks for watching the kids, Mom. Jason and Michelle, we'll call you when we get there.

Grandmum:
Have a good trip. And don't you worry about these two, they'll be just fine here. No better place for kids, you know.

Mr. Conrad:
That's right.

Mrs. Conrad:
Bye-bye, sweethearts, we love you! Be good for your grandmum.

Mr. Conrad:
And have fun!

Grandmum:
Come on, pumpkins! You can give me a hand with supper.

Michelle:
Bye!

Mrs. and Mr. Conrad:
Goodbye!

Jason:
Goodbye.

[The car starts pulling away but comes back after a few seconds]

Mr. Conrad:
Jason, your mom and I know you'd rather be at Space Camp right now, so we got you and Michelle something that might make the time go faster. Now, be sure you take turns with your sister. We'll call you tonight, buddy.

[The Rockhopper ship comes to life and Jason meets the penguin crew for the first time]

Zidgel:
Jason T. Conrad.

Jason:
Huh?

Zidgel:
We need your help!

Jason:
You're, you're alive!

Midgel:
Of course we are, kid. It's much easier to do our jobs that way.

Zidgel:
Get in here, Jason. The galaxy waits for no man!

Jason:
What? I can't. I'm too big.

Zidgel:
Ah, too big, too big. When I was your size, I was twice your size. [to Fidgel] Dr. Fidgel, galeezle him.

Fidgel:
Yes, right away. [fires the galeezle and a big claw comes out of the ship, grabbing Jason]

Jason:
Hey! [gets pulled into their ship] I-I-I can't believe you guys are alive.

Zidgel:
Of course we are.

Midgel:
Either that or you're daydreaming.

Fidgel:
That's true. Sensors indicate that he could be daydreaming.

Midgel:
But no time for small talk now, we've got work to do.

Jason:
What about my sister? Is she coming?

Zidgel:
Don't worry, she'll get her chance. But right now, you're the one that we need.

[Michelle meets the penguin crew for the first time as the Rockhopper roars to life]

Zidgel:
Michelle Francis Conrad.

Michelle:
Uh, Jason? It's for you.

Zidgel:
Not so fast! You're the one we need, this time.

Michelle:
Jason's right. You guys are alive.

Midgel:
Either that or you're daydreaming.

Zidgel:
Dr. Fidgel, galeezle her.

[The mailman drops off some mail at Grandmum's cottage and drives away]

Jason and Michelle:
[run out the front door] Mail!

Jason:
Race ya.

Michelle:
Well…okay! [runs to the mailbox]

Jason:
Hey, no fair! Michelle, come on!

Michelle:
[opens the mailbox] What's the matter? It's just the mail.

Jason:
Come on, I'm desperate! If I don't hear something from the outside world soon, I'm gonna crack!

Michelle:
Well…let's just see what the postman's brought. Could this be for you? Oh no, I guess not. But ooh! Here's an exciting opportunity to refund your home at today's low rate.

Jason:
Michelle…

Michelle:
You know, it's never too early to start planning for your retirement.

Jason:
That does it. Prepare to--rarrr!

Michelle:
Hey, Jason!

Jason:
Come on, hand it over!

Michelle:
Cut it out!

Jason:
It's no use resisting.

Grandmum:
Goodness, muffins, what's all this?

Jason:
Michelle won't let me see the mail.

Grandmum:
Now, now, Michelle, what is it the Good Book says? Oh, yes! "Do not withhold good from those who deserve it, when it is in your power to act." I suppose that goes for the mail as well.

Michelle:
I was gonna give it to him eventually.

Grandmum:
Let's see, bills, bills, some lovely coupons, a card for Michelle, oh! And here's a nice letter for Jason.

Jason:
For me? Hey, it's from Trevor! [takes out a photo of Trevor on the anti-gravity simulator] Look, here's a picture of him on the anti-gravity simulator.

Michelle:
Personally, I never understood why a bunch of kids would wait in line just to get nauseous.

Grandmum:
Well, come along, bugs. We'll all read our mail over some delicious prune trifle.

Jason:
Yeah, here we can get nauseous without the weight.

[Jason lays on the couch reading Trevor's letter]

Trevor:
[voice-over] And being weightless is so cool. Friday we learned all about space storms. Rocket science is a real blast. Get it? Ha, ha. Hey, remember that day we went to Astroland and rode on the Twister 28 times in a row? Nobody can take centrifugal force like you and me, right? I really wish you were here. Stuff's always more fun when you're around. Well, I gotta go meet John Glenn. Write soon, and tell me all the exciting things you've been doing. Your pal, Trevor.

Michelle:
Grandmum, the sink's leaking again!

Grandmum:
Well, we'll fix it up in a jiffy. Just need to find my supply of duct tape. [enters the living room; to Jason, laying on the couch] Nice of Trevor to write you, wasn't it? I'm sure he misses you a lot.

Jason:
Yeah, I can tell.

Grandmum:
You should write him back right away. I'll bet he'd love hearing from you. You can tell him all about what you've been doing.

Michelle:
[coming down the stairs] Good idea! There was that one paperclip chain you made, and helping Grandmum put on her hair net, and that awful morning we, uh, ran out of toast.

Grandmum:
Woah, don't like to think about that too much.

Jason:
[sits up and gets off the couch] Well, I'm sure Trevor is having too much fun to bother reading any letter from me.

Grandmum:
You know, love, he might be a little homesick. Hearing from you could be just what the doctor ordered.

Jason:
Yeah, I think I'll just go upstairs.

Grandmum:
I'm sure you'll do the right thing, dear.

Fidgel:
We are headed for Space Colony Doublewide. It's interstellar cyclonic doom funnel season there. And our cargo is their supply of emergency duct tape.

Jason:
Emergency duct tape?

Fidgel:
Yes, it's for lashing space colony modules together. Otherwise, they slip their moorings, and those fragile trailers bash each other in the high winds, until they're splintered into smithereens. If we don't get it there in time, the entire population is done for!

Midgel:
[checks the fuel gauge, noticing the ship's fuel is nearly empty] Empty. We're running on fumes. You told me you prepared everything for the mission!

Zidgel:
Of course! And here it is! Styling gel, mousse, conditioner.

Midgel:
But what about gas? You said you got gas.

Zidgel:
And I did! But I'm feeling much better now, thank you.

Midgel:
[snapping irately] I meant rocket fuel!

Zidgel:
Oh.

Jason:
Uh, guys, wouldn't it be a good idea to get some more fuel quick before we totally run out?

Jason:
What's that?

Kevin:
Not sure really, I got it free with my Prune Trifle burrito.

Jason:
[reading] "B-I-N-G, Beneficial Imprinting Neuralnet Gizmo."

Kevin:
B.I.N.G.

Jason:
Look, here's the button to start it. [presses a button on the back and a flashbulb pops out, flashing Kevin as he covers his eyes] Hey, you guys, check this out.

Fidgel:
Most interesting. I believe that B.I.N.G. has somehow imprinted on Kevin's behavior, like a newborn duckling does with the first creature it sees.

Kevin:
Goodbye, B.I.N.G. I won't forget you.

Zidgel:
Did I miss something? Seems to me we're down one robot in the deal.

Jason:
Kevin just realized that it was wrong to keep B.I.N.G. to himself when he had a chance to do good for the professor and the whole colony. "Do not withhold good from those who deserve it, when it is in your power to act."

Jason:
[writing a letter to Trevor; voice-over] And just today, I found this really excellent mouse named Preston. Well, guess that's about it. Glad you're having a great summer, too. As someone I know once said, "Ain't nothing like a best friend." Oh, in case you're a little homesick, here's something to help cheer you up. Maybe next year, we can try to break our record on that coaster. Signed, your best bud, Jason.

[Jason and Michelle say their prayers before going to bed]

Jason and Michelle:
Dear God…

Michelle:
Please bless Grandmum and keep Mom and Dad safe on their trip.

Jason:
And thank you for teaching me the importance of doing good things for people whenever I have the chance. And please watch over Preston. He's a really great mouse.

Michelle:
Even if he did eat the bridal bouquet.

Jason and Michelle:
Amen.

Grandmum:
Like the Good Book says, "Lies will get any man into trouble, but honesty is its own defense."