Heaven Must Be Missing an Angel Wingin' It

Right, I'm out. I'm going to hang out with Denise.

At least you've got a girl who wants to hang out with you.

Even if it is Denise.

You OK? You've been bummed out since the AIT mixer.

They're not called "mixers".

-What do they call them?

-"Minglers."

-How is that better?

-I don't want to talk about this, OK?

Spill.

As in the beans.

OK, it was at the Heaven coffee spot -

Cloudy With A Chance Of Java.

# I'm 'bout to close the shop on you, boy

# Cos I'm a-sellin' what you buy

# I like the way this kiss feels, too, boy... #

So you saw her across a clouded room? That's great.

Does the expression on my face say, "Great!"

She saw me perform!

We've been waiting for coffee - it's been 20 minutes.

What's with the bathroom key with the big spoon on it, man?

They think I want to steal it - I'm trying to wash my hands!

When did you start rapping?

1700s.

-Rap wasn't invented...

-I said the 1700s!

Trying to get my wings,

so I can be an angel and move on to better things.

APPLAUSE

Finally a musical act up here that doesn't use a harp.

I do like harps, but they're hard to rock out on.

-Yeah.

-I'm JenJen.

I'm... er...

-Ahem. My, er...

-HE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

-Hey, JenJen.

-Is this guy bugging you?

No, in order to do that, he'd actually have to speak.

How can you listen to his lame rap with a voice as good as yours?

-Yeah.

-Oh, finally run out of things to say, Porter?

-Porter?

The Porter you're in line behind for an assignment?

Yep, and at the rate he's going, it's a good thing I'm immortal.

It's time for our snowboarding session on Mount Everest.

-Later.

-OK.

Bye. I like snow.

You like snow?!

I just... I just lost it in front of JenJen.

She's so cool, there was no cool left in the room for me.

Oh, I know what would cheer you up - a beat to freestyle over, eh, bud?

-BEATBOXING:

-Mtss, ckk. Chikka chikka chikka wa woop!

-Mtss, ckk, mtss, mtss...

-You're a dork.

The beat's leaving the station. Mtss, ckk. Tss, tss, mm, mm, ckk.

You'll have to get on the next beat -

this one's waving out the window with a sad look on its face.

Mtss, ckk. Tss, tss, mm, ckk, tss.

And...it's gone.

Mtss, ckk, tss, tss. A-whop!

# Let's give it one more shot

# Let's give it everything we've got

# Cos if we get it right

# We will shine

# Conquer the world

Hey!

# I got my wings from an angel

# Now we're wingin' it all the time

# I'm giving wings to an angel

# On the wings of an angel

# Now we've got to learn to fly. #

You don't know how long I waited for this.

Smooth-talking Porter in a tough spot, needing help from his bud?

That's me, by the way.

I sense some advice coming on.

-Know what you should do?

-Ah, there it is.

-You need to ask her out on a date.

-Yeah! Forget it.

What if - and I'm just hypothesising here -

she actually likes you back? Ooooh!

There's no way - I completely messed up in front of her.

To make it worse, Denise is her best friend. She's not my biggest fan.

Again, I can help - I'll handle Denise.

Oh, yeah. Like you handled her

when she said you could pull off that cowboy look.

Yeah. Maybe not.

-AS A COWBOY:

-Pardner, I'm gonna put JenJen out of my mind.

Matter of fact, I'll completely forget her.

Done.

-Really?

-No! She's completely unforgettable!

This is what we'll do - I'll be your wingman.

-See the irony?

-Thanks for explaining. I got it.

Before you know it,

you and JenJen will be on cloud nine. See what I did there?

Yeah.

I'll be there to guarantee you make a good impression.

I'll help you get over your fear of girls, you tongue-tied fool.

-You're loving this, aren't you?

-So much!

Is there a bee in your pants?

No, I'm playing hacky sack.

What is that? Like, practice for line dancing?

No, it's a sport!

A sport that Serge hasn't heard of? Serge must play.

Ha!

Oh...

Now it's gone forever. My mum gave me that. On HER birthday.

-HER birthday?

-Yeah, someone gave it to her as a gift,

-but she didn't want it, so she gave it to me for my birthday.

-Oh.

How will get that off the roof?

I'll have Janitor Jenkins let you up there. He owes me one.

Why the sad face, Jenkins?

My lucky quarter rolled under there.

Oh, no problem. Watch this.

Blue-42! Hut, hut, hut!

RAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!

Thank, Serge. I owe you one.

So, Denise, I think I should get to know a bit more about you, you know?

Now that we're dating. Like, what's your favourite colour? Lucky number?

Best friend?

Ohh.

Green, 17 and JenJen.

Green, the colour of plants.

17, a prime number. And JenJen, you said?

Tell me more. We're at the point where I should meet your friends.

Sure, I'll invite her down from...upstairs.

How about we meet at Mama B's after school?

Mama B's. Got it. You, me and...JenJen, is it? Yeah.

You, me and JenJen.

Yeah, I'll see you there.

Oh...

-Carl!

-Er, freezing.

Carl!

Carl...

how'd it go?

Good!

Cool. See you at Mama B's after school.

Yeah.

Serge!

What is it? What is it?

It's a gold mine up here!

Oh!

Oh.

Oh!

Oh!

Phew!

Either way, it's a prickly situation.

THEY GIGGLE

Oh, er...

Whoa! My, my, my, look who just breezed in the door.

-What a coinkydink!

-What are the chances, right?

You look good, bud. You been working out?

Yeah. I've been walking to school

and eating right and staying positive.

And you should see how much I floss!

Uh, JenJen, this is Porter, my fine friend and all-round good egg.

Yeah, eggs! Like, er, chickens. And, um...farms, cows, horses.

-HE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

-Neigh!

You've been here less than a minute and made the sound of a horse.

Yeah, you know what?

This is the new way that me and Porter greet each other.

-What's up, stallion? Neigh!

-Neigh!

Nay.

Uh, so...JenJen.

I, I, I love...

..your eyebrows. Um... They're so parallel to the ground.

I, I love...

that you have hair.

Um... Your shoes are so incredibly well, um...

tied. Er...

I can also do Velcro and buttons. I'm very versatile.

Cool!

I'm going to get a...pizza slice.

Is this actually happening?

The King Of Cool can't string two words together!

I'm trying to help him out here, but this is six kinds of hilarious!

Keep the change, sir.

Oh, brainstorm! Porter, why don't you join us?

I didn't think I'd embarrass myself more than when I first met JenJen.

Until the second time I met JenJen.

I'm bailing while I still have a shred of dignity left.

Abandon ship! Abandon ship!

I've got to... I've got to fly away. Like a bird.

Like a pretty little bird.

What?! Sure you can't stay?

Yeah, yeah. I've got a, um, thing...

to do. It's super urgent.

A lot of danger involved.

Sounds important.

Sounds vague.

Yeah, well...

Bye!

HE YELPS

Pull.

Yeah. Um...

-Hey, Porter...

-YES!

Yes! Yes.

..you forgot your food.

My food. Um...

Neigh!

THEY LAUGH

Do not bet on that horse - it is coming in last place!

"Neigh!"

Carl! Give it to me straight, man. How bad was it?

My meeting with Denise? It was fine.

No, my meeting with JenJen.

Oh! That! Um...

Well...

It was a disaster, wasn't it?

I just... I like her so much.

I just blew everything.

No! JenJen said that you were, er...

-something else.

-Yes! I nailed this chance meeting!

You mean the one we planned?

This calls for a celebration. How about a bike?

A spaceship? I can make today Christmas!

Ho, ho, ho, hoo!

I think I can wait until December.

Thank goodness! I've still got about a billion toys to make.

I am going to ask JenJen out.

Wait, Porter. You might want to play it cool.

Just take is slooooow.

How slow?

Well, don't you guys live, like, forever?

Yeah.

Then 20...

30,000 years.

I can't wait that long. I've got to tell her how I feel now.

Um, well, JenJen likes old-school romance,

-so maybe you should try writing her a love letter.

-Good call.

"JenJen be nimble, JenJen be quick.

"Let's go on a date because you make me...

"sick"?!

Heartsick. Because I like her so much.

Well, that's...wonderful.

I can see you got your act together, but why don't I do a quick rewrite?

Your penmanship is...illegible.

I can magic it neater.

There are a few grammar mistakes that I want to correct.

It'll only take a minute.

Thanks. Always looking out for me.

-Great. Now get off the couch.

-Oh, yeah. Sure. Sure.

Stop that!

Come down. COME DOWN! Come down?

HE SIGHS

I'm going to pants you!

Sorry.

All this stuff from the roof and still no hacky sack.

But if we sell the stuff from the roof,

we'll be able to buy a brand-new hacky sack!

Hmmm...

Rooftop items! Come and get your rooftop items!

They've only been on one roof!

Semi-mint condition!

You could use a Frisbee. Only ten dollars. Matches your hair.

-Nice try, Serge. I'll take the hat.

-OK. Ten dollars.

-Know what goes with that hat?

-What?

-This Frisbee.

Ooh! I'll take it!

Ten dollars.

Yes!

-This looks great. How much is this?

-Ten dollars.

Oh! All right! Here's a 20.

-Here's your change. Ten dollars.

-Thanks!

Yes!

I just sold a tyre for 15!

We're going to raise more money than we need.

At this rate, we'll be able to get the Hacky Sack 2000!

2000?!

Yeah! It's 1,000 better than the Hacky Sack 1000!

Keep selling!

-BOTH:

-Rooftop items!

Rooftop items!

-What have you got there?

-Mocha latte.

No, what are you reading?

Oh, this. It's...

nothing. Just...

a love letter!

I love love letters! What's it say?

"When I see you, JenJen, I get goosebumps, butterflies

"and I'm more smitten than a kitten.

-"Your secret admirer."

-Oh, that's so cute!

-Any idea who it is?

-No.

-Let me see.

# Cos I gave them a push in the right direction... #

What?

Who wrote this love letter to JenJen?

Hi, Denise.

I like your hair.

Wide-looped Ls, oblong Os - it's got "Carl" written all over it!

Plus, the bottom right-hand corner is initialled CM.

-Do you like JenJen?

-No! I mean, she's nice, but no!

Did she like the letter, though? Did it make her cry? Warm her heart?

So you DID write it! I thought you liked me!

I DO like you.

I had to write it for a friend in need, right? Let me go!

Not until you tell me who you wrote it for.

Come on, tell me.

Never! I swore an oath to a friend and I won't break that oath.

Guess I'll have to...tickle the truth out of you.

Means nothing to me. It's just a feather.

Yeah. A magical feather.

OK! Ha ha! OK! Not the feather, please! All right, stop!

OK, it was Porter. It was Porter.

No lie?

No lie. He needed help writing a letter.

I mean, he REALLY needed help.

It makes sense he didn't write that sappy letter. You're the sappy one.

Yes, and Porter is the one that's head over heels for JenJen.

Wait, you think I'm sappy?

Yes. It's one of the reasons why I like you.

It is? High five!

Allow me.

Like I was saying, high five!

So, did we sell enough merchandise to get the Hacky Sack 2000?

-Yeah. Unless you want the gold carrying case.

-Oh, you know we do.

We have to find a way to turn this money into more money.

With a new business.

I'll come up with the idea - I'm the brains.

I thought I'm the brains. You're the brawn.

Oh, Serge is always the brawn.

I want to be the brains this time.

Know what qualifies me to be the brains?

My brawn.

But...I have to be the brains, cos I have no brawn!

Don't worry. Nobody will bother your brawn with my brawn around.

That's not a world I can live in, Serge.

If we can't agree, we have to split our profits and go our own ways.

Ah, we could have been great together.

I'll close my eyes. When I open them, I want you gone.

No, I'm doing that. I'm closing my eyes.

No, I am!

-Goodbye, Serge.

-Bye, Alex.

So are you gone yet?

No. Are you?

So who's the letter from?

-Porter!

-Really?!

But Carl wrote it.

He didn't even write it himself?

I should've known Porter didn't write it.

He needed help putting it into words. No harm done, right?

-I'm off to see Porter.

-Wait, how do we get out of here?

I can't undo the magic of another AIT.

The only way free is to say your name from AIT summer camp, loud and proud!

That's cruel! I'll never say it!

Let us go! Jen... JenJen! No!

The last time JenJen was mad at a guy,

she kissed him and turned him into a frog.

You can't undo another AIT's magic.

you know you what to do - say your nickname.

I don't want to! It's really embarrassing!

Oh, come on, get over yourself!

We just started dating -

our relationship is too new to be sharing THAT, Carl.

This whole thing is bigger than you and me, Denise.

Porter's in danger of being turned into an amphibian

by some angry angel girl.

If it makes you feel better, I'll tell you my nickname first.

-OK.

-But you have to promise you'll say yours after.

-I promise.

-You have to promise not to laugh.

-I promise.

OK, my nickname is...

Gnome Alone.

SHE SNORTS WITH LAUGHTER

-You promised you wouldn't laugh!

-It's funny!

And...it's also kind of cute.

It is?

All right. Your turn.

You promised.

-MUTTERS:

-Wesslnnno...

-What?

-Oh, man.

WHISTLE NOSE!

HE LAUGHS

When I get nervous, I breathe hard and my nose whistles.

That name doesn't leave this angel dungeon.

No problem, Whistle Nose.

-CARL!

-We're still in the dungeon!

Let's get out of here.

Never fear, Porter.

Whistle Nose and Gnome Alone to the rescue.

THEY LAUGH

I'm The Kernel. Get it?

Guess I know what you spent your moolah on.

Guess I know what you spent yours on.

I'm totally going to make more money than you.

I'M going to get the Hacky Sack 2000.

We'll see. Half-price popcorn, fully popped!

Come and get your half-price popcorn!

Cotton candy - 40, 50...

90% off! Cotton candy, 90% off!

Right here.

Come and get your popcorn -

for free!

-CROWD:

-Serious? Yeah!

Porter isn't here. Let's go.

Wait - they're giving out free popcorn and candy!

I can magic up treats for you any time you want.

Oh, yeah.

I'll give you your money here - take it!

You know what? If you want butter, I'll pay YOU!

Take the cotton! Take the sticks!

Take the salt!

Take the money! There's money for free.

Money - 100 for free! Take it!

You know what? Take the stand!

Take it all! Take the cotton candy thingy.

All I have left is this bag of unpopped kernels.

All I have left is this little pouch I keep my change in.

-Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

-We run away and join the circus?

No, no. We use your bag of unpopped kernels and my pouch...

We make our own hacky sack!

Now I'm thinking what you're thinking.

People think I'm cool and girls find me dreamy.

Come on, Porter, you got this.

Oh, uh... JenJen.

I got your message. I wasn't sure if you were, uh, going to show or not.

Course I would. I just had to see who wrote that romantic letter.

Maybe you could say some more of those sweet things to me.

Uh, I, uh...

Um... Pretty flowers. Uh... Double rainbow pumpkins.

Oh, Porter. The way you talk really has an effect on me.

-Stop right there, kissers!

-You will smooch no more!

-What is it with you two?

-Porter, JenJen is messing with you.

She was kissing you to turn you into a frog.

I seriously doubt that.

-Go ahead, JenJen, tell Porter the real truth.

-Yeah. Tell him.

OK, I'll confess.

The truth is...

..I really like you, Porter.

-BOTH:

-What?!

Denise was always talking about this Porter guy

who was a slick smooth-talker and once I met him,

I saw how disastrously uncool he was around me.

Thought he was really sweet.

I'm sweet!

See? Totally uncool.

Once I found out Porter liked me,

I wanted to spend time with him without your snide remarks.

Me? Snide?

OK, maybe a little.

Sorry. I won't stand in your way.

But seriously, bro, you've got no game!

If you don't mind, we'd like to finish this date. Alone.

Now, you and I have a recent escape from a dungeon to celebrate.

Yeah, let's grab a slice.

That Porter. I can't believe he gets so freaked out by JenJen.

You get nervous around me.

Pfft. No I don't!

SHRILL WHISTLING

SHE GASPS

HE LAUGHS

# I'm 'bout to put the brakes on you, boy

# You can't deceive me with those eyes

# So I act so ridiculous like ooh, boy

# But that don't mean it's gonna fly

# I know, I know, I know

# You're feelin' me and that is cool

# And I've been waiting to show you

# Oh, we can be you, me, here

# There's so much to see now we're together

# Now until forever

# We'll be if you can wait patiently

# I'll give what you need

# Boy, if you care about us You'll take it easy

# I don't want to rush

# And now you're doin' too much

# Right now just give me your trust

# Can you feel me?

# I don't want to rush

# And now you're doin' to much

# I'm 'bout to exit, boy, boy

# Don't waste your time, baby

# Cos I'm savin' mine, mine

# Don't waste your time, baby

# Cos I'm savin' mine

# Don't waste your time, baby

# Cos I'm savin' mine, mine

# Don't waste your time, baby

# Cos I'm savin' mine. #

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