[when Kevin pulls out a spherical robot from the paper bag] What's that?
Not sure, really, I got it free with my Prune Trifle burrito.
[reading the name] "B-I-N-G, Beneficial Imprinting Neuralnet Gizmo."
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.
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.
Looks like Kevin's got himself a new best friend.
Nothing like a best friend, I always say. I got three back home. How about you, Jason?
[as B.I.N.G. sets him down] Uh, yeah, at least, I think I still do.
[The Rockhopper pulls up beside Professor Wordsworth's trailer and he boards before the doom funnel nearly sucks it up]
I can't control the ship much longer!
WProfessor Wordsworth
But we can't just leave! This is my home! What about my research? The colony? Our future survival depends on learning how to defend against the doom funnel!
Sorry, Professor, but that thing's nearly got a hold of us. We'll need to fight our way out!
[After saving the Space Colony Doublewide trailer park from the doom funnel, Kevin has no choice but to give B.I.N.G. to Professor Wordsworth]
[amazed after B.I.N.G. imprints the professor's behavior] Fascinating! Now B.I.N.G. is imprinted on the professor.
WProfessor Wordsworth
This is most kind of you, Kevin. We shall forever remember your act of goodness. Now then, B.I.N.G., shall we see what we can do to spruce things up a bit before everyone returns?
Goodbye, B.I.N.G. I won't forget you.
Did I miss something? Seems to me we're down one robot in the deal.
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."
[writing a letter to Trevor in return; 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, (and) 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.
[Later that night… Jason and Michelle are saying their prayers before going to bed]
Nighty-night, cupcakes. Time to say your prayers.
JMJason & Michelle
Dear God…
Please bless Grandmum and keep our mommy and daddy safe on their trip.
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.
Even if he did eat the bridal bouquet.
[The Rockhopper arrives at Grandmum's cottage in the attic, preparing to send Jason and Michelle back]
Well, until next time, cadets!
JMJason & Michelle
Goodbye!
[As Fidgel fires the galeezle, the claw pops out and falls on the floor, covered in gum]
What happened?! Can't you see? The thing's broken!
[examines the gum] Hmm… Corn syrup, soy lecithin, and titanium dioxide, if I'm not very much mistaken. A construct otherwise known as…
Hubby chubby bubble gum! Oh, no! [angrily points to Michelle] It was you! You must have spit it out when the galeezle pulled us in!
I wasn't the only one with hubby chubby! You were chewing it too!
Well, I didn't do it! You must have done it!
Ah, ah! Temper, temper. Here we go, accusing each other again! Remember what old Sol told us: not smart without all the facts.
Well, the fact is we aren't going to be able to get back to Grandmum's and it's all Michelle's fault!
Well, um…it's not…Well, I can try.
"Try?!" Oh, no! We're going to stay this size? I'm only as big as my little finger!
Can you make it work again?
[pulls out a small, burned out device covered in gum] This is what makes it work. The metric magnetic matter disperser. The only one in existence as far as I know! Without this, the galeezle is useless! I fear the bubble gum has burnt it out.
Jason, Michelle, would you like a sandwich?
[disappointed about not getting back to Grandmum's cottage] No. I just want Grandmum's cocoa.
I thought you weren't talking to me.
I wasn't talking to you, you galeezle breaker!
I didn't break it. You did! Your gum must've come out when you were screaming like a baby.
[infuriated] Screaming like a baby?!
Yes, you always scream like a baby when galeezled into the ship!
[enters the main room after taking a shower with his hair all droopy; angrily accusing Kevin] KEVIN! YOU'VE BEEN INTO MY SHAMPOO AGAIN!
Calm down? Calm down?! [to Kevin] Listen to me! "Ridiculous proportions shampoo" is shampoo! Do you hear me? Shampoo! But you always use it as a body wash! A body wash! Do you know how much body you have to wash?!
[Kevin reacts with confusion]
Now, wait just a minute, captain. Didn't you say earlier that we shouldn't be too quick to accuse each other? [gasps in shock when he sees his Boomerangutan poster on the table; accusing Fidgel in outrage] Doc! Doc! What have you done to my poster?!
I-I just needed something to protect the table.
[frustrated] Do you know how much this is worth?! It was from the last tour of the Boomerangutans!
[retorting] Well, if you wouldn't leave your quarters in such a mess, how am I to know what's rare and what's rubbish?
[Jason and Michelle cover their ears, trying to block out the arguing]
What?! Now you're blaming me for this?!
We wouldn't even be here if you hadn't broken the galeezle!
[The Rockhopper pulls up at the Comet Lounge]
Captain's blog, we're going on a picnic.
So, what are we doing here?
Had to stop off for some supplies, first. Soda pop, sandwiches, you know.
[as they enter] Don't forget the chocolate bars and marshmallows!
Oh, great! I love eating s'mores!
Eating? Oh, no, I need them for a new fuel experiment.
Now don't take all day with your science project stuff, Doctor. We're here to get in, get supplies, and get out. No nonsense.
I assure you, my experiments are not nonsense.
What about the time you tried to make glass invisible so you can see through it?
Well, it worked, didn't it?
What's wrong with being lazy?
SSol
Well, just think, if I didn't work around here, nobody would get served, dirty dishes would pile up. Pretty soon the whole place would stink!
SSol
[chuckles] Old Sol says, "The lazy person wants many things, but has nothing. But the person who is diligent and hardworking, truly has it all." You want to be diligent, right, kids?
Actually, the picnic sounds more fun.
SSol
[laughs] I'm sure it does. You just keep an eye on those ants, you hear?
We will. Is it just me, or is he weird?
[opens the storage bay, but it's all piled up with junk] Oh, dear me.
What's got your knickers in a knot, doc?
Well, I'm scheduled to run a diagnostic test on the Harryhausen ray, but it's in the back of this storage bay, and I can't get to it.
Harryhausen ray? What's that?
Oh, it's simply a device that halts movement on a molecular level.
[not understanding] In the Queen's English, Fidge.
Yes. It stops action, freezes things in time and space.
Classic. But it looks like you could use some help.
If I see anyone available, I'll send 'em round.
[enters Jason's room, finding him laying lazily on his bed] Hello, Jason. I hear you're looking to earn some extra money for sea chimps?
Well, the storage bay is in a bit of a mess. What say I hire you to clean it?
Hire? You mean like a job? I'm kinda busy. Maybe later. Uh, doc? Turn the page for me. I can't reach.
[enters Michelle's room while following the smelling scent and spots a cupcake on the table, tries to eat it, but Michelle swipes it from him] Let me have a cupcake. I'll tell Grandmum you've learned your lesson when we get back.
No. I made them, I say who gets one.
(Oh, I get it.) You won't give me one because you're still mad about play-ser tag.
Yeah, it was no fair. I was sick of being it.
At least I shared with you.
You gave me the broken one.
This one? It's a new invention. Fidgel even said it didn't work right. [turns on the device and a straight and spiral beam fires and goes around the room until it reaches him]
No thanks, that thing is a play-ser tag magnet. Wherever I hid in the room, that beam would find me. I was it the whole time!
Fine, but it's not my fault it doesn't work. Keep your stale old cupcakes. [leaves the room in a huff]
