This is the transcript for More is More.
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(The episode opens with Jason and Kevin having snacks while talking about super powers.)
Jason: Laser vision.
Kevin: Bendy thumb.
Jason: Super speed.
Kevin: Plaid pants.
Jason: Force field.
Kevin: Plunger-head.
Jason: Kevin, plunger-head isn't a super power. We're picking the super powers we'd want if we were superheroes.
Kevin: Super gravity belly.
Jason: No, no! Cool stuff, like invisibility, or, or sonic blast, or, or--
(The ship's alarm goes off.)
Jason and Kevin: (gasp)
(Zidgel enters the room in a bathrobe.)
Zidgel: Jason! Kevin! We need to get this shampoo open in the next twenty seconds, or my hair is doomed!
Kevin: Huh?
(Kevin reaches for the shampoo bottle, grabs it and pulls off the cap.)
Zidgel: Wow, Kevin. That was super. You're my hero!
Kevin: Whew!
Jason: Okay, scratch super gravity belly. But that bendy thumb sure came in handy.
(Jason grabs the box from which Kevin is eating.)
Jason: Looks like you've had enough of these. (He eats some of the contents.) Mmmmm! But I could use a little more.
(Cue the opening sequence. After the title card, cut back to Jason and Kevin reading comics.)
Kevin: Next.
Jason: Okay. You wanna read Minnesota Cuke, or the Attractive Gravity-Team?
Kevin: Oooh! Gravity-Team!
(He hands Kevin a rolled up comic.)
Jason: Here's to another five hours of comic bliss!
Kevin: Can't get enough.
(He spots an ad for a cereal called "Sugar Frosted Black Holes.")
Jason: I have a closetfull at Grandmum's house. (Kevin's stomach growls.) Was that you? (Kevin hands him the comic and Jason reads the advertisement.) Eat Sugar Frosted Black Holes. You'll never get enough. Sounds good to me!
Kevin: I'll get milk!
(The alarm goes off again. In the main room, Zidgel covers his ears.)
Zidgel: For the love of herring! Would somebody please turn off that infernal noise!
Fidgel: Yes, Captain!
(Fidgel turns off the alarm.)
Zidgel: There! That's better, now I can hear myself think. (All he hears is the wind.) Wait, I don't hear anything. Doctor?
Fidgel: Yes, Captain?
Zidgel: Prepare the grappling hook!
Fidgel: Yes, Captain.
Zidgel: And re-align the targeting thingy. I want to grab him on the first try.
Fidgel: Yes, Captain.
Zidgel: Yes, Captain! Yes, Captain! Is that all you can say, mister?
Fidgel: No, Captain. I can also say deoxryibonucleic acid. And riboflavin.
Zidgel: Excellent! If I ever need a salad, I'll know who to call. Midgel!
Midgel: Yes, Captain?
Zidgel: Oh, no, not you too!
Midgel: Uh...yes, buddy?
Zidgel: It's captain to you, mister!
Midgel: (sighs)
Zidgel: You just keep your flipper to the metal. For as my hair as my witness, this time, the evil Cavitus will be mine!
(The Rockhopper chases Cavitus' ship.)
Cavitus: (evil laughter) You penguins think you're so smart! Well, I'm smarter, faster, and dog-gone-it people like me!
(Minion 1 looks back at him and shakes his head.)
Cavitus: Some people like me.
(Shakes his head again.)
Cavitus: My mother likes me.
(Rolls his eyes.)
Cavitus: Dah, the point is--there is a big gassy nebula just ahead. And when I reach it, I will make yet another amazing es--(thud) what was that?
(The Rockhopper has caught Cavitus' ship with a grappling hook.)
Zidgel: That was the catch of the day, doctor!
Midgel: Reeling him in, Captain!
Cavitus: No! I will not go backwards into that good ship. Thrusters at full power!
(The minions push several buttons. Midgel revs the ship's engines.)
Midgel: (grunts) He's putting up quite a fight, Captain. Hoo hoo!
Jason: Is that Cavitus? You captured Cavitus?
(The phone rings.)
Michelle: I'll get it. (She pushes a button.) Hello, U.F.P.S. Rockhopper at your service. Cadet Michelle speaking.
Admiral Strap: Well, Michelle. How are you, my dear?
Michelle: Great, Admiral Strap, thank you. How may I direct your call today?
Admiral Strap: Oh, listen to you. So efficient. Yes, well, are the boys handy?
Michelle: They're right here, sir!
Admiral Strap: May I speak to them please?
Michelle: You're on. Go ahead.
Admiral Strap: Well, thank you, princess. Penguins! Listen up!
Zidgel: Uh, right here, sir.
Admiral Strap: Penguins! Stop whatever you're doing!
(Midgel stops the ship. Cavitus tries to get away.)
Zidgel: But sir, we've hooked--
Admiral Strap: This is an emergency, penguins! We've received a distress call from Planet Gutt, and I want you boys, and girl, to check it out pronto! Your little fishing trip can wait!
Zidgel: But, Admiral, we've hooked--
Admiral Strap: Well, what then? What have you caught that's so important?
(As Kevin eats from a cereal bowl, he accidently pushes a lever that unhooks Cavitus.)
Midgel: Apparently nothing, sir.
Admiral Strap: That's better. Now get to Planet Gutt. Admiral Strap out.
(The penguins look at Kevin as he makes loud slurping and munching noises.)
Jason: You and your super gravity belly.
Kevin: Yummy.
Zidgel: Hmm, so sorry, crew. We were this close to finally getting Cavitus! Maybe even this close! Actually, probably more like this.
(Michelle sees a bunch of stuff floating through space.)
Michelle: Hey, Jason, look!
Jason: It's just a bunch of space junk from Cavitus' ship.
Kevin: Breakfast!
(Jason sees a box of Black Holes.)
Jason: Not just any breakfast. Those are sugar frosted black holes!
Michelle: And strawberries, and milk. A complete nutritious breakfast.
Jason: Permission to retrieve the complete and nutritious breakfast, sir!
Zidgel: Yeah, yeah, about that close. What? Oh, breakfast. Permission granted. Oh, wait. There you go.
(Cut to the planet Gutt. We see the ship land of the surface upside down, somehow without shattering the glass dome. Immediately, it's turned right side up. Inside, the whole crew is in a pile-up. Kevin, Jason and Michelle get up and eat their breakfast.)
Fidgel: Interesting. There seems to be some disturbance in the force.
Jason, Michelle, Zidgel, and Kevin: (gasp)
Fidgel: Let me finish. In the force, of gravity.
Jason, Michelle, and Zidgel: Ahhh!
Zidgel: Alright then! Last one to the chancellor's office is a rotten...uh, thing.
Midgel: Wait, Captain. My instruments are going bonkers here. Look!
(He points to a dial which makes Geiger counter noises.)
Fidgel: This increased gravitational field is most unusual.
Midgel: Should I take the ship back into a standard orbit until we know what we're dealing with, Captain?
Zidgel: Huh? Yes, I was just going to suggest that. Um, orbit. Doctor, you're with me.
(Jason and Kevin eat more of the cereal from the boxes.)
Michelle: May I come with you?
Zidgel: Alright, then, we're off to see the Chancellor, the wonderful Chancellor of...um...Gutt.
(Cut the Chancellor's house as he walks up to the door after hearing the doorbell.)
Chancellor of Gutt: Coming! Who is it?
Zidgel: Uh, two penguins, and a recruit, here.
(Chancellor opens the door. We see he is an obese cyclops pig.)
Chancellor of Gutt: Two pizzas and a root beer? Come in, come in! Ho, the more the merrier!
(They follow him to his office, where we see TVs showing video games. These games are actually online games that were on Big Idea's website at the time. The crew looks at a photograph of a more skinny Chancellor before looking at him in his current form.)
Zidgel: Um, actually, Mr. Chancellor--
Chancellor of Gutt: Would you like some pizza yourselves? Have a slice, or two.
(He hands Zidgel a slice.)
Zidgel: Um...
Chancellor of Gutt: Another slice for me you say? Couldn't possibly, watching my figure, you know.
(The crew stares at him.)
Chancellor of Gutt: Just kidding, ha, ha, but only five more.
Fidgel: Now that's a surplus of leftovers.
Michelle: Too much of everything.
Zidgel: (mouth full) Sir, we received your distress call--um, do you have diet?
(Chancellor hands him a can of diet soda. Zidgel reaches for it, but it slides away from him.)
Chancellor of Gutt: Ooh, I'm glad you're here! The clocks are all going crazy.
Fidgel: That's it? Just the clocks?
(Michelle spots a box of the cereal from before.)
Michelle: Hey, we have these on the ship!
Chancellor of Gutt: Oh, we just discovered those the other day. The whole planet's crazy about them. And of course, I can't seem to get my fill either. Ha, ha.
Fidgel: Yes, they seem to have the same effect on some of our crew. Captain, I believe I can fix this disturbance as simply as re-calibrating this master chronometer.
Zidgel: Well, that's just jim dandy, doctor! Um...
Michelle: He's going to reset the clock.
Fidgel: This should only take me a minute.
Michelle: Can we play while we wait?
Chancellor of Gutt: Of course!
Michelle: Can I play them all?
Chancellor of Gutt: Naturally.
(Michelle holds several game cartridges.)
Michelle: This one?
Chancellor of Gutt: Yes.
Michelle: And this? And this, and this?
Chancellor of Gutt: Absolutely! Affirmative! Positively!
Michelle: Wait a minute. Something doesn't seem right. I mean, this is a lot of games.
Zidgel: (mouth full) What's wrong?
Michelle: I mean, I just keep expecting Sol to pop in and give us a lesson or something.
Zidgel: Well, I don't see ol' Sol around.
(They shrug and get to playing video games.)
Zidgel and Michelle: Me first!
Zidgel: Oh, this is going to be great!
Michelle: Yeah, let's see what it does!
(Back in space, the ship orbits the planet. However, the planet's strong gravity makes it hard to fly straight.)
Midgel: (grunts)
(In the ship, Jason and Kevin lie on the floor, completely full from all that cereal.)
Jason: That's it, Kevin. It's empty. And I'm waaaaaaaaay full.
Kevin: (burps)
Jason: But I want more.
Kevin: More! More!
Jason: I know where we can find more.
Midgel: Rockhopper to landing team. We're in orbit, but it's not easy to stay here. The gravity is acting crazy!
(Jason talks to Sol via the TV screen.)
Jason: But Sol, you own a restaurant! You know how to get all kinds of food!
Sol: I don't know, Jason. This seems like gluttony to me. "If you find honey, eat just enough. Too much of it, and you will become sick."
Jason: No, not honey! Sugar frosted black holes!
Sol: No, Jason, it's a proverb. "If you find honey, eat just enough." Too much of it, and you will become sick." That's gluttony.
Jason: I don't want gluttony, I want more!
Sol: You need to stop when your body says enough. Gluttony means eating or doing something to excess. Too much of anything, even good things, can be unhealthy to you if you don't learn moderation.
Jason: Moderation?
Sol: Well, that means don't eat just because there's food around. You have to know when to stop.
Kevin: (hiccups)
Sol: You have to say "enough."
Jason: What if the food's really good for you?
Sol: Oh, too much of anything isn't good for you. No matter what kind of food.
(Screen turns off.)
Jason: Hey, Sol. Sol!
(The ship's engines rev as Midgel tries to keep it under control.)
Midgel: (grunts) Hold on a tick! Whoa! I think I see the problem, doctor! The planet has been affected by a strange super-gravity force field.
(As the planet turns, we see it resembles a potbelly.)
Fidgel: Goodness, I believe you're right. And the shape of the planet is changing the lengths of the days and nights.
(The ship shakes a bit.)
Midgel: I don't think resetting the clocks is gonna help, doc. That may be the least of our problems.
(A yellow light shines in front of the ship. As the light dies down, we see a tornado similar to the one from The Doom Funnel Rescue approaching the planet.)
Fidgel: Captain! There's a gravitational vortex approaching the planet!
Zidgel: (distracted) Uh, thanks, mom.
Fidgel: Destruction is imminent!
Michelle: (gibberish) Please, doctor. I want more.
(The Chancellor pours cereal into a bowl.)
Fidgel: Mr. Chancellor-
Chancellor of Gutt: Can't talk now. Very busy. Say, you wouldn't happen to have any milk, would you?
(Frustrated, Fidgel runs out to the balcony to speak to the rest of the inhabitants.)
Fidgel: Destruction is imminent! Destruction is imminent!
(Sure enough, it is. As the vortex gets closer to the planet, we see the inhabitants playing video games. Meanwhile, Midgel keeps struggling to keep the ship under control. He pushes a button to talk with an Fidgel.)
Midgel: Rockhopper to landing party. This ship, and the entire planet of Gutt, are both in immediate danger of being sucked into the infinite black nothingness of a massive whirling gravitational vortex. Uh, please advise, over.
Fidgel: Midgel, I've tried realigning the chronometer, shifting the density variables, and rebooting the scanner. I've even tried spelling gravity with two e's, but nothing worked!
(The vortex sucks the doors open along with pieces of garbage. Meanwhile, Zidgel and Michelle are still playing video games. Soon, the console is pulled further away from the TV by the vortex. Midgel tries to get the ship away from the mouth of the vortex.)
Midgel: The engines...giving out...must...have...more power. Ughh!
(He pushes a booster button, but it doesn't do much good. Kevin pokes his head out of a box pile.)
Kevin: Jason?
(Back on the planet, Fidgel holds onto the doorway to avoid getting swallowed by the vortex. Chancellor gets sucked out of his office and holds on a railing for dear life while also trying to grab his cereal bowl.)
Fidgel: Michelle! Captain!
(The TV gets pulled off the wall. But Michelle and Zidgel keep holding onto their controllers. Back to the ship.)
Kevin: Jason! Jason! Jason!
(Jason is behind the huge pile of boxes.)
Jason: Kevin...get...off...of...me! (Kevin removes the boxes.) Argh! You and your super gravity belly, ugh!
Kevin: Sorry.
(Jason gets a look at the ingredients labeled on the box.)
Jason: Contains one thousand and five percent of recommended daily supply of gravitational sugar. Gravitational sugar! This cereal increases gravity! Everyone is getting heavy--it's affecting the gravity!
Kevin: Sugar, like honey? Wait, Sol said, "If you find honey, eat just enough. Too much of it, and you will become sick."
Jason: That's it!
Kevin: More?
Jason: No, we've had enough.
(Midgel successfully gets the ship under control.)
Midgel: Wait, that's better.
Jason: Midgel, we need to dump these boxes into the vortex. They're what's increasing the gravity! And we've had--
Kevin: Enough!
Midgel: You've got it! Hold onto something! I'm going to jettison these boxes.
Jason: Isn't that being a litter bug? I mean, litter penguin? Litter bird?
Midgel: No. The vortex will vaporize the boxes.
(Midgel presses a button that opens a trapdoor. The boxes fall down it, are sucked out of the ship and into the vortex.)
Midgel: See? It's like a giant garbage disposal.
(At last, the ship is lighter.)
Jason: It worked!
Midgel: Tell the captain!
(Jason gets in contact with Zidgel.)
Jason: Captain! Captain! It's the cereal! Get rid of it! Stop eating the--
Fidgel: Jason, the captain can't hear you. He's mesmerized by the video game.
(Michelle and Zidgel are still holding onto their controllers. Chancellor keeps trying to reach for his bowl.)
Jason: Video games? I have an idea. Midgel. Can you patch the visi-screen to the whole planet?
Midgel: Can do! In three, two, one, you're on!
Jason: People of the Planet Gutt! Eating too much is increasing the gravity! We've got to stop. Just say you've had enough and toss out the cereal! Eating so much has made us gluttons, and now the planet is sick. Pay attention to your body, it's telling you that you're full! Just say "enough".
(The inhabitants realize Jason is right and they decide enough is enough.)
Guttians: Enough! Enough!
Jason: Quick! Throw the cereal into the vortex where it belongs. We've got to show some self-control!
(Chancellor grabs the bowl.)
Chancellor of Gutt: (grunts) He's right. Too much of anything cannot be good for us. I've had... enough!
(He tosses it into the vortex.)
Guttians: Enough! Enough! Enough!
Michelle: Jason's right! Too much of anything is bad, even good stuff, even video games.
Michelle and Zidgel: (grunt) Enough!
(At last, the planet regains its spherical shape and normal gravity. Michelle and Zidgel are flung back onto the balcony.)
Michelle and Zidgel: (screams)
Fidgel: Oh!
Chancellor of Gutt: Another pretzel?
Michelle, Zidgel, Fidgel, and Chancellor of Gutt: (laugh)
Zidgel: That's actually not funny.
(After accomplishing the mission, everyone goes home.)
Zidgel: Alright, step aside, coming through, people. Now, let's review the day's events. Observe how I saved the day with my valiant efforts. (We get a slideshow of Zidgel doing nothing but playing video games, trying to open the shampoo bottle and covering his ears.) Uh, my valiant efforts. (sighs) Just...pass the popcorn.
(Fade back to Grandmum's cottage.)
Grandmum: Nothing like a spot of hot tea in the afternoon.
Michelle: (high-pitched voice) I love tea time.
Grandmum: Well, I do too, Miss Pretty Pretty.
(Jason enters the kitchen wearing a cape and a mask.)
Jason: I am Super-Ultra-Boy! I have laser eyes, super hearing, sonic blast, hyper time warp, cosmic--
Michelle: Yeah, yeah, Jason, uh, Super-Ultra-Boy. So many powers. What happened to too much of a good thing?
Jason: Oh, yeah. Good point, sis. How about the power of balanced meals and exercise?
Grandmum: Now that's a superhero a grandmum can like. And for my two little superheroes, I have a special surprise. (She pulls out a tray of graham crackers with melted marshmallows and chocolate on top.) Grandmum's marshmallow cereal baked sticky treat. Yummy at tea time.
Jason: Huh, you know, Grandmum. I think I've had enough cereal for one day. Maybe later. But thanks.
Michelle: Me, too, Grandmum.
Grandmum: Oh! And here I thought I'd have to tell you you can only eat one before bedtime. But when you've had enough--
Jason and Michelle: Then that's enough!
Grandmum: Well, well.
(She puts the treats on the counter. Fade to later that night as Jason and Michelle pray before bed.)
Jason: Thank you for another exciting day. And for the healthy food we get.
Michelle: And thank you for Grandmum and my brother, even though he's annoying sometimes.
Jason and Michelle: Amen.
(They both get into their beds. Michelle then hears munching.)
Michelle: Jason Conrad! Are you eating what I think you're eating?
Jason: I know. I've had enough sweets for one day.
Michelle: Grandmum said only one. "If you find honey, eat just enough," remember?
Jason: I'm just holding it. This is for tomorrow. And here. I brought one for you, too.
Michelle: Thanks! I'll save mine, too. We've both had enough sweets for one day.
(They place their treats on the nightstand as the episode ends)
(End of transcript.)