Gabby Duran & The Unsittables (2019) s01e05 Episode Script
Olivia Gone Wild
1 Hey, Gabby! Care for some Invisi-ball? Whoosh! - Aw.
- Dina: Aw, my girls.
I love seeing you two hang out.
Oh, I was cleaning out the car, and look who I found.
(gasps) Miami Moe! Remember winning this at the fair for me, Gabby? Yep.
No one squirts water into a creepy clown mouth like Gabby Duran.
(laughs) Now, why don't you take a look at what Miami Moe has in his pocket.
(Olivia gasps) Two tickets to the Havensburg Fair tonight.
- This is gonna be so much fun, Gabby.
- Sorry, Liv.
While I wish I could ride the Cosmo-Blaster with you and a bunch of other funnel cake groupies, I took another job today.
But, Gabby, it's a sister tradition.
Ay, mija, I told you to mark all of your jobs on the calendar.
I already made plans this afternoon.
Sorry, Mom.
This one's last minute.
Okay.
Uh, I guess I'll go see if Ms.
Trenchbock can sit.
Gabby, please.
Ms.
Trenchbock smells like funerals and sadness.
You have Miami Moe.
You'll be fine.
Sadness, Gabby.
Sadness.
(theme song playing) - Ooh, ooh - Oh, yeah I do normal like a fish rides a bicycle Fit in like summer and an icicle Don't fight it, just be an original Ooh, ooh, ooh I've always stayed outside the lines When I try to stay in, it's no surprise It's a fail, it's okay, I'm one of a kind One of a, one of a kind So anytime I feel some type of way Don't understand the human race So what? So what? So what? I do my thing, I do my thing You do your thing, You do your thing When we don't fit in We stand out in the crowd and we shout it loud I do my thing, I do my thing I'm the one and only, I'm the one and only Don't try to fit in, Don't try to fit in Mm-hmm, I do my thing Gabby: Whoa.
Look at all this alien candy.
- What's this one do? - Stick out your tongue.
(warbling) Gabby: Whoa.
Tastes like maple syrup and lightning.
Alien candy is dope.
How 'bout this one? Orb: Do not eat that.
It contains extreme amounts of Gor-Monozine Neokine.
In English, por favor.
It makes you so happy you lose all control, and feel like you're going to explode.
Okay, okay.
I won't eat the candy.
Right now.
You know who would totally not appreciate this, but in a kind of cute way? My little sister.
What's a sister? - Really? - What? I don't know stuff.
Well, a sister is someone you laugh with, pull pranks on, play games with.
What kind of games? I don't know.
Like we have this thing where we bounce an invisible ball around and do a little dance.
It's stupid, but it's fun.
Wow.
That does sound pretty stupid.
But I think I could get into the other stuff.
What's wrong with your face? Nothing.
It's just My sister wanted me to take her to the fair today, and I kind of bailed on her.
But what can I do? It's not like you can just get someone to fill in for you when your job is babysitting aliens.
Please let me fill in for you babysitting aliens.
Please let me fill in for you babysitting aliens.
Oh, please! Oh, pretty, pretty please! Gabby: I'm in the bathroom, Wes.
Not really the right time.
Okay, I have a plan.
But you have to promise not to tell Swifty.
- Gabby: Bye, now.
Have fun.
- (door closes) Hey, there.
I'm Wesley.
First of all, I'd like to say thank you for the opportunity, and You're weird.
I don't like you.
Okay.
I can work with that.
(sighs) Guess who's back? We've still got a few hours before the fair, but I thought in the meantime Hey, get it, get it, get it, get it.
Okay, okay.
Uh, what's going on? (whispering): Hi, there.
Olivia's currently in the whisper zone, doing whisper origami.
Studies show (in normal voice): The Zen-like nature of Japanese paper folding mixed with the soothing tone of a human whisper not only challenges children, but elevates their IQ.
(whispering): Gabby, the joy this brings me is borderline unhealthy.
So, are you, like, Trenchbock's weird niece or something? Susie: Oh.
Gosh, no.
Let me formally introduce myself.
Susie Glover, your neighborhood super sitter.
(whispering): Trademark pending.
I even have my own babysitting app and utility belt.
I call it my "Sue-tility belt.
" (gagging) Sorry.
I puked a little when you said, (imitating Susie): "Sue-tility belt.
" - (watch beeping) - (gasps) (singsongy): Snack time! Who wants goji berries? (singsongy): Nobody.
But I do wanna spend some quality time with my sister, so, (clicks tongue) off you go, Cindy.
Uh, it's Susie.
I'm booked until 10 p.
m.
And I don't leave until I'm relieved.
That's why I have 499 positive reviews.
One more, and I'm in the 500s club.
Well, I know what my sister wants, and she wants me to babysit her.
Oh, really? Well, if you're so sure, why don't you let Olivia choose? Great.
Olivia, why don't you tell what's-her-name that she should make like a berry and "goji," so I can babysit you like I always do.
Actually I was kind of having fun with Susie.
I want her to babysit me.
Goji? Come on.
It's time for jammies.
No way, weirdo! I'm not going to bed.
It's the middle of the day! But I don't know what else to do with a child your age.
Obviously I want to do cool alien stuff all day, but I promised Gabby I'd be a good babysitter.
- (Jeremy groaning) - (thuds) I don't like you.
I don't respect your authority.
Both of those things are very hurtful.
- I have to do a good job - (Jeremy grunting) or Gabby won't let me help again.
Good.
You're a terrible babysitter.
(stretching, squishing) Whoa.
That is awesome.
You really think so? Gabby just says it makes her puke a little.
Yeah, it does.
In a good way.
So, you don't think I'm gross? - (squishing) - (sloshing) What you are is awesome.
Look, I know I'm supposed to be super professional here, but can you do any other cool alien tricks? I don't know.
Why don't you Ow.
Tell (gulps) you.
(swishing) Can we be best friends? Wow! Look at that picture-perfect paper crane.
Mind if I take a snap for my app? I would be honored.
The only time Gabby takes pictures of me is when I fall asleep with my mouth open so she can meme it.
(scoffs) Totally worth it.
Trap-mouth Olivia is still trending.
(camera shutter clicks) Now, why don't you go put your origami materials away, so we can play some word games.
Olivia: I love word games.
Some of my closest friends are words.
Susie: Mine, too.
You know, my sister's a little old for word games.
I don't know about that, Gabby.
Olivia seems to love the idea of playing Investigation Punctuation.
(chortles) Yeah.
Well, as her sister, I think she's outgrown that type of game.
Well, as her babysitter, I disagree.
You think you know everything about babysitting, don't you? Well, I'm a babysitter, too, you know.
Really? That is so weird.
I've been in the b-sit biz for years, and your name is never brought up.
Who are your clients? Um Well There's this one kid Roger.
Roger Daniels, Roger Nelson, or Roger M.
Rogers? Those are the only Rogers in Havensburg who are the appropriate age for a sitter.
And I watch all three.
You know what, Susie? Not only am I a babysitter, but I am a better babysitter than you'll ever be.
Look, Gabby.
I take my job very seriously.
And I get it.
You're feeling a bit edged out by me.
But if you love Olivia, which I know you do, you'll understand that she needs a positive female influence in her life right now.
Someone who's there for her.
Someone who cares for her.
Someone who won't ditch her and not go to the fair with her.
Are you rhyme-lecturing me right now? Look, I've known Olivia since she was born.
I know her favorite food, her least favorite bedtime story, and that she has an irrational fear of miniature horses.
So back off.
Because I will not be replaced.
I'm hungry.
So.
What do you think? She's beautiful.
All right, Olivia.
I made you your favorite.
Grilled cheese.
Fresh parsley? (beeping) That was amazing.
Uh, what's this one do? Orb: No.
Don't press that.
- (crackling) - Ow Ow - Ow -(thuds) Man, that robot ball is funny.
Orb: My revenge will be delicious.
Olivia! I found that dumb game you love so much.
Susie, this is so much fun.
Gabby never plays games with me.
Whoa.
(chuckles softly) Hmm.
Look, this whole competing for my sister thing is crazy.
And as much as it kills me to say this, from a technical standpoint, you are a better babysitter than me.
But tonight's the fair, and it's sort of a tradition of ours, so if you wouldn't mind, could you leave early so I could take her? And we'll still give you a good review or whatever.
- Of course.
- Really? Can I just ask for one small favor? - And say bye to the little munchkin? - Oh, yeah.
Do it.
I have to grab my tickets from my room anyways.
Thanks for understanding, Susie.
Whoa.
(chuckles) Is this the whole galaxy? Yep.
Go ahead and take it for a test drive.
What's this one called? That's Orphalon.
It's like an intergalactic orphanage planet.
Just millions of alien orphans running around and making the most of a second chance.
It's cute.
You're blowing my mind right now.
- What happens if I double-click? - (alarm blaring) Oh.
What did I do? I have no idea.
Robotic voice: Planet termination initiated.
Orphalon will be destroyed in five minutes.
From a double-click? Where did those tickets go? (door closes) Hey! - (lock clinks) - Gabby: What's going on? It's a die-cast lockout device, Gabby.
AKA, my extreme time-out enforcer.
I use it on particularly unruly children.
- Like yourself.
- Susie! - (Gabby grunting) - I told you, Gabby.
I take my job very seriously.
- (Gabby grunting) - And part of that job is keeping clients away from bad influences.
- What? - Susie: Now, if you'll excuse me, Olivia and I are off to the fair.
What? Gabby: Susie! Let me out right now! (grunts, sighs) She duped me.
I've been duped.
(sighs) Um (keypad beeping) - (ringing) - (sighs) Come on, Wes.
- (alarm blaring) - (phone buzzing) We're gonna blow up a planet.
We're gonna blow up a planet! Aah! Probably just goofing off.
Hmm.
- (Gabby yells) - (door thuds) Nobody steals my sister.
I'm coming for you, Olivia.
- (kids screaming) - (carnival music playing) - Do you want popcorn? - Yeah.
Sure.
Boy: Mom, look at me! How about this one? What's it do? Orb: It makes you so happy you lose all control.
Okay, Susie.
Let's see how much of a super sitter you are when this alien candy makes you totally lose control.
Wasn't that a hoot? Um, Gabby and I usually skip the kiddie rides.
Can we go on the Cosmo-Blaster? (kids screaming) You're not with Gabby, sweetie.
You're with me.
And when you're with me, we put safety over fun.
Yay! I feel bad we left Gabby at home.
Maybe we should go back and see if she's feeling okay.
- I'm feeling great, fam! - (gasps) Krispy Pop? Yes, Gabby! I'm so happy you're here.
I've been surviving off Susie's celery jerky for nourishment.
Healthy foods, health 'tudes, Olivia.
Sure.
Hello, Gabby.
I see you're feeling better.
Sure am.
Would have been here sooner, but my bedroom door was giving me problems.
You gonna take this Krispy Pop or what? I don't do processed foods.
My system will literally shut down.
- I'll take it.
- Olivia! (crunches) Yum! (laughing) (laughing continues) Gabby: Oh, no.
Robotic voice: Orphalon destruction imminent.
(alarm blaring) She could be anywhere.
This is all your fault, by the way.
My fault? You're the one who rocked her roll with your sugary devil treats.
- (sighs) - Susie: Luckily, I always put a tracking device on all my clients.
You can never be too safe.
Creepy, but convenient.
(beeping) She's in the fun house! (voice cackling inside fun house) Olivia, are you in here? She's close.
She's - (Olivia laughing) - Above us? She's in the walls.
- (Olivia laughing) - (distorted, creepy laughter) - (carnival music playing) - (creepy laughter continues) Olivia, I know you're in here.
I promise everything's gonna be okay.
(Olivia laughing) (distorted creepy laughter) (gasps) She's everywhere! - (Olivia laughing) - (both panting) Olivia! - Olivia! - Wait, wait, wait.
I just heard her.
- Where? - Olivia? Gabby: Liv, where are you? - Olivia! Liv! - (distorted laughter continues) Olivia (distorted): Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot.
(echoing): Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot.
Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot.
Stand back, Gabby.
This kid-tastrophe - is out of your league.
- Olivia: Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot - Lavender oil stick.
- Olivia: Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot Perfect for calming even the wildest of children.
- Come, Olivia.
Come.
- Olivia: Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot.
- (laughing) - (gasps) Susie: She assaulted my lavender oil stick! - She's out of control! - She's fine.
Look, I know my little sister, and all I need to do to calm her down is - Olivia: Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot.
-This.
What are you talking about? There's nothing there.
- Hey, Olivia.
- Olivia: Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot.
- You wanna play a little Invisi-ball? -(Whooshes) - Olivia: Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot.
- Gabby: Hey, check this out.
Hmm? - Polka-dot, polka-dot - Gabby: You want the ball? Or do you want this? (Laughs) You're okay, you're okay.
You're really sweaty, but you're okay.
(alarm blaring) Robotic voice: Three two destruction.
(exploding) No! (panting) Those orphans.
(low beeping) Psych! You really think they'd give me access to a planet destruct button? That was a planet destruct simulation to help me work out my aggression.
So, this was all just some sick joke? Yeah.
Why? So we could be sisters.
Gabby told me about how a sister is someone you laugh with, play with, and pull pranks on.
And we did all those things.
So, what do you say? (sighs) Jeremy I would be honored to be sisters with you.
That was such a sick prank.
So, who wants to explain why Gabby's door is off its hinges? Ms.
Duran, I can explain.
I had everything under control, and then Gabby showed up.
- And she just - It was Susie's fault! She locked Gabby up in her room for no reason, at all, when all Gabby wanted to do was spend time with me.
No one treats my sister like that.
Susie: I mean, yes, I did lock her in her room, but it was for her own good.
I'm a very well-adjusted only child.
This is all Gabby's fault.
I'm sorry, Susie.
I cannot in good conscience give you a positive review.
Zero stars.
(phone beeping) Thank you for your feedback.
Olivia.
Gabby.
A good night to you.
Well, looks like I have a door to fix.
So you really don't remember anything from the fun house? Only spinning lights and extreme happiness.
That's good.
Look, I'm sorry we haven't been spending as much time together as we used to.
This new babysitting job keeps me pretty busy.
But I want you to know that you're my little sister.
And I'm always gonna be looking out for you.
You know, you and I should hang out more.
And not just when I'm babysitting you.
The fair is still open for a couple hours.
Olivia: Love the Cosmo-Blaster! I'm really glad we got to do this.
- We should do this more Aaaaah! Both: Aah! You're gonna pay for this, Gabby Duran.
Gabby: Next time on Gabby Duran and the Unsittables Your mom wrote a movie script? Gabby: We're gonna make my mom's movie.
But what about us? - There is no us! - Cut! It's time for me to return to my beloved Gor-Monia.
(theme music playing) Man: Gorgeous!
- Dina: Aw, my girls.
I love seeing you two hang out.
Oh, I was cleaning out the car, and look who I found.
(gasps) Miami Moe! Remember winning this at the fair for me, Gabby? Yep.
No one squirts water into a creepy clown mouth like Gabby Duran.
(laughs) Now, why don't you take a look at what Miami Moe has in his pocket.
(Olivia gasps) Two tickets to the Havensburg Fair tonight.
- This is gonna be so much fun, Gabby.
- Sorry, Liv.
While I wish I could ride the Cosmo-Blaster with you and a bunch of other funnel cake groupies, I took another job today.
But, Gabby, it's a sister tradition.
Ay, mija, I told you to mark all of your jobs on the calendar.
I already made plans this afternoon.
Sorry, Mom.
This one's last minute.
Okay.
Uh, I guess I'll go see if Ms.
Trenchbock can sit.
Gabby, please.
Ms.
Trenchbock smells like funerals and sadness.
You have Miami Moe.
You'll be fine.
Sadness, Gabby.
Sadness.
(theme song playing) - Ooh, ooh - Oh, yeah I do normal like a fish rides a bicycle Fit in like summer and an icicle Don't fight it, just be an original Ooh, ooh, ooh I've always stayed outside the lines When I try to stay in, it's no surprise It's a fail, it's okay, I'm one of a kind One of a, one of a kind So anytime I feel some type of way Don't understand the human race So what? So what? So what? I do my thing, I do my thing You do your thing, You do your thing When we don't fit in We stand out in the crowd and we shout it loud I do my thing, I do my thing I'm the one and only, I'm the one and only Don't try to fit in, Don't try to fit in Mm-hmm, I do my thing Gabby: Whoa.
Look at all this alien candy.
- What's this one do? - Stick out your tongue.
(warbling) Gabby: Whoa.
Tastes like maple syrup and lightning.
Alien candy is dope.
How 'bout this one? Orb: Do not eat that.
It contains extreme amounts of Gor-Monozine Neokine.
In English, por favor.
It makes you so happy you lose all control, and feel like you're going to explode.
Okay, okay.
I won't eat the candy.
Right now.
You know who would totally not appreciate this, but in a kind of cute way? My little sister.
What's a sister? - Really? - What? I don't know stuff.
Well, a sister is someone you laugh with, pull pranks on, play games with.
What kind of games? I don't know.
Like we have this thing where we bounce an invisible ball around and do a little dance.
It's stupid, but it's fun.
Wow.
That does sound pretty stupid.
But I think I could get into the other stuff.
What's wrong with your face? Nothing.
It's just My sister wanted me to take her to the fair today, and I kind of bailed on her.
But what can I do? It's not like you can just get someone to fill in for you when your job is babysitting aliens.
Please let me fill in for you babysitting aliens.
Please let me fill in for you babysitting aliens.
Oh, please! Oh, pretty, pretty please! Gabby: I'm in the bathroom, Wes.
Not really the right time.
Okay, I have a plan.
But you have to promise not to tell Swifty.
- Gabby: Bye, now.
Have fun.
- (door closes) Hey, there.
I'm Wesley.
First of all, I'd like to say thank you for the opportunity, and You're weird.
I don't like you.
Okay.
I can work with that.
(sighs) Guess who's back? We've still got a few hours before the fair, but I thought in the meantime Hey, get it, get it, get it, get it.
Okay, okay.
Uh, what's going on? (whispering): Hi, there.
Olivia's currently in the whisper zone, doing whisper origami.
Studies show (in normal voice): The Zen-like nature of Japanese paper folding mixed with the soothing tone of a human whisper not only challenges children, but elevates their IQ.
(whispering): Gabby, the joy this brings me is borderline unhealthy.
So, are you, like, Trenchbock's weird niece or something? Susie: Oh.
Gosh, no.
Let me formally introduce myself.
Susie Glover, your neighborhood super sitter.
(whispering): Trademark pending.
I even have my own babysitting app and utility belt.
I call it my "Sue-tility belt.
" (gagging) Sorry.
I puked a little when you said, (imitating Susie): "Sue-tility belt.
" - (watch beeping) - (gasps) (singsongy): Snack time! Who wants goji berries? (singsongy): Nobody.
But I do wanna spend some quality time with my sister, so, (clicks tongue) off you go, Cindy.
Uh, it's Susie.
I'm booked until 10 p.
m.
And I don't leave until I'm relieved.
That's why I have 499 positive reviews.
One more, and I'm in the 500s club.
Well, I know what my sister wants, and she wants me to babysit her.
Oh, really? Well, if you're so sure, why don't you let Olivia choose? Great.
Olivia, why don't you tell what's-her-name that she should make like a berry and "goji," so I can babysit you like I always do.
Actually I was kind of having fun with Susie.
I want her to babysit me.
Goji? Come on.
It's time for jammies.
No way, weirdo! I'm not going to bed.
It's the middle of the day! But I don't know what else to do with a child your age.
Obviously I want to do cool alien stuff all day, but I promised Gabby I'd be a good babysitter.
- (Jeremy groaning) - (thuds) I don't like you.
I don't respect your authority.
Both of those things are very hurtful.
- I have to do a good job - (Jeremy grunting) or Gabby won't let me help again.
Good.
You're a terrible babysitter.
(stretching, squishing) Whoa.
That is awesome.
You really think so? Gabby just says it makes her puke a little.
Yeah, it does.
In a good way.
So, you don't think I'm gross? - (squishing) - (sloshing) What you are is awesome.
Look, I know I'm supposed to be super professional here, but can you do any other cool alien tricks? I don't know.
Why don't you Ow.
Tell (gulps) you.
(swishing) Can we be best friends? Wow! Look at that picture-perfect paper crane.
Mind if I take a snap for my app? I would be honored.
The only time Gabby takes pictures of me is when I fall asleep with my mouth open so she can meme it.
(scoffs) Totally worth it.
Trap-mouth Olivia is still trending.
(camera shutter clicks) Now, why don't you go put your origami materials away, so we can play some word games.
Olivia: I love word games.
Some of my closest friends are words.
Susie: Mine, too.
You know, my sister's a little old for word games.
I don't know about that, Gabby.
Olivia seems to love the idea of playing Investigation Punctuation.
(chortles) Yeah.
Well, as her sister, I think she's outgrown that type of game.
Well, as her babysitter, I disagree.
You think you know everything about babysitting, don't you? Well, I'm a babysitter, too, you know.
Really? That is so weird.
I've been in the b-sit biz for years, and your name is never brought up.
Who are your clients? Um Well There's this one kid Roger.
Roger Daniels, Roger Nelson, or Roger M.
Rogers? Those are the only Rogers in Havensburg who are the appropriate age for a sitter.
And I watch all three.
You know what, Susie? Not only am I a babysitter, but I am a better babysitter than you'll ever be.
Look, Gabby.
I take my job very seriously.
And I get it.
You're feeling a bit edged out by me.
But if you love Olivia, which I know you do, you'll understand that she needs a positive female influence in her life right now.
Someone who's there for her.
Someone who cares for her.
Someone who won't ditch her and not go to the fair with her.
Are you rhyme-lecturing me right now? Look, I've known Olivia since she was born.
I know her favorite food, her least favorite bedtime story, and that she has an irrational fear of miniature horses.
So back off.
Because I will not be replaced.
I'm hungry.
So.
What do you think? She's beautiful.
All right, Olivia.
I made you your favorite.
Grilled cheese.
Fresh parsley? (beeping) That was amazing.
Uh, what's this one do? Orb: No.
Don't press that.
- (crackling) - Ow Ow - Ow -(thuds) Man, that robot ball is funny.
Orb: My revenge will be delicious.
Olivia! I found that dumb game you love so much.
Susie, this is so much fun.
Gabby never plays games with me.
Whoa.
(chuckles softly) Hmm.
Look, this whole competing for my sister thing is crazy.
And as much as it kills me to say this, from a technical standpoint, you are a better babysitter than me.
But tonight's the fair, and it's sort of a tradition of ours, so if you wouldn't mind, could you leave early so I could take her? And we'll still give you a good review or whatever.
- Of course.
- Really? Can I just ask for one small favor? - And say bye to the little munchkin? - Oh, yeah.
Do it.
I have to grab my tickets from my room anyways.
Thanks for understanding, Susie.
Whoa.
(chuckles) Is this the whole galaxy? Yep.
Go ahead and take it for a test drive.
What's this one called? That's Orphalon.
It's like an intergalactic orphanage planet.
Just millions of alien orphans running around and making the most of a second chance.
It's cute.
You're blowing my mind right now.
- What happens if I double-click? - (alarm blaring) Oh.
What did I do? I have no idea.
Robotic voice: Planet termination initiated.
Orphalon will be destroyed in five minutes.
From a double-click? Where did those tickets go? (door closes) Hey! - (lock clinks) - Gabby: What's going on? It's a die-cast lockout device, Gabby.
AKA, my extreme time-out enforcer.
I use it on particularly unruly children.
- Like yourself.
- Susie! - (Gabby grunting) - I told you, Gabby.
I take my job very seriously.
- (Gabby grunting) - And part of that job is keeping clients away from bad influences.
- What? - Susie: Now, if you'll excuse me, Olivia and I are off to the fair.
What? Gabby: Susie! Let me out right now! (grunts, sighs) She duped me.
I've been duped.
(sighs) Um (keypad beeping) - (ringing) - (sighs) Come on, Wes.
- (alarm blaring) - (phone buzzing) We're gonna blow up a planet.
We're gonna blow up a planet! Aah! Probably just goofing off.
Hmm.
- (Gabby yells) - (door thuds) Nobody steals my sister.
I'm coming for you, Olivia.
- (kids screaming) - (carnival music playing) - Do you want popcorn? - Yeah.
Sure.
Boy: Mom, look at me! How about this one? What's it do? Orb: It makes you so happy you lose all control.
Okay, Susie.
Let's see how much of a super sitter you are when this alien candy makes you totally lose control.
Wasn't that a hoot? Um, Gabby and I usually skip the kiddie rides.
Can we go on the Cosmo-Blaster? (kids screaming) You're not with Gabby, sweetie.
You're with me.
And when you're with me, we put safety over fun.
Yay! I feel bad we left Gabby at home.
Maybe we should go back and see if she's feeling okay.
- I'm feeling great, fam! - (gasps) Krispy Pop? Yes, Gabby! I'm so happy you're here.
I've been surviving off Susie's celery jerky for nourishment.
Healthy foods, health 'tudes, Olivia.
Sure.
Hello, Gabby.
I see you're feeling better.
Sure am.
Would have been here sooner, but my bedroom door was giving me problems.
You gonna take this Krispy Pop or what? I don't do processed foods.
My system will literally shut down.
- I'll take it.
- Olivia! (crunches) Yum! (laughing) (laughing continues) Gabby: Oh, no.
Robotic voice: Orphalon destruction imminent.
(alarm blaring) She could be anywhere.
This is all your fault, by the way.
My fault? You're the one who rocked her roll with your sugary devil treats.
- (sighs) - Susie: Luckily, I always put a tracking device on all my clients.
You can never be too safe.
Creepy, but convenient.
(beeping) She's in the fun house! (voice cackling inside fun house) Olivia, are you in here? She's close.
She's - (Olivia laughing) - Above us? She's in the walls.
- (Olivia laughing) - (distorted, creepy laughter) - (carnival music playing) - (creepy laughter continues) Olivia, I know you're in here.
I promise everything's gonna be okay.
(Olivia laughing) (distorted creepy laughter) (gasps) She's everywhere! - (Olivia laughing) - (both panting) Olivia! - Olivia! - Wait, wait, wait.
I just heard her.
- Where? - Olivia? Gabby: Liv, where are you? - Olivia! Liv! - (distorted laughter continues) Olivia (distorted): Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot.
(echoing): Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot.
Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot.
Stand back, Gabby.
This kid-tastrophe - is out of your league.
- Olivia: Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot - Lavender oil stick.
- Olivia: Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot Perfect for calming even the wildest of children.
- Come, Olivia.
Come.
- Olivia: Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot.
- (laughing) - (gasps) Susie: She assaulted my lavender oil stick! - She's out of control! - She's fine.
Look, I know my little sister, and all I need to do to calm her down is - Olivia: Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot.
-This.
What are you talking about? There's nothing there.
- Hey, Olivia.
- Olivia: Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot.
- You wanna play a little Invisi-ball? -(Whooshes) - Olivia: Polka-dot, polka-dot, polka-dot.
- Gabby: Hey, check this out.
Hmm? - Polka-dot, polka-dot - Gabby: You want the ball? Or do you want this? (Laughs) You're okay, you're okay.
You're really sweaty, but you're okay.
(alarm blaring) Robotic voice: Three two destruction.
(exploding) No! (panting) Those orphans.
(low beeping) Psych! You really think they'd give me access to a planet destruct button? That was a planet destruct simulation to help me work out my aggression.
So, this was all just some sick joke? Yeah.
Why? So we could be sisters.
Gabby told me about how a sister is someone you laugh with, play with, and pull pranks on.
And we did all those things.
So, what do you say? (sighs) Jeremy I would be honored to be sisters with you.
That was such a sick prank.
So, who wants to explain why Gabby's door is off its hinges? Ms.
Duran, I can explain.
I had everything under control, and then Gabby showed up.
- And she just - It was Susie's fault! She locked Gabby up in her room for no reason, at all, when all Gabby wanted to do was spend time with me.
No one treats my sister like that.
Susie: I mean, yes, I did lock her in her room, but it was for her own good.
I'm a very well-adjusted only child.
This is all Gabby's fault.
I'm sorry, Susie.
I cannot in good conscience give you a positive review.
Zero stars.
(phone beeping) Thank you for your feedback.
Olivia.
Gabby.
A good night to you.
Well, looks like I have a door to fix.
So you really don't remember anything from the fun house? Only spinning lights and extreme happiness.
That's good.
Look, I'm sorry we haven't been spending as much time together as we used to.
This new babysitting job keeps me pretty busy.
But I want you to know that you're my little sister.
And I'm always gonna be looking out for you.
You know, you and I should hang out more.
And not just when I'm babysitting you.
The fair is still open for a couple hours.
Olivia: Love the Cosmo-Blaster! I'm really glad we got to do this.
- We should do this more Aaaaah! Both: Aah! You're gonna pay for this, Gabby Duran.
Gabby: Next time on Gabby Duran and the Unsittables Your mom wrote a movie script? Gabby: We're gonna make my mom's movie.
But what about us? - There is no us! - Cut! It's time for me to return to my beloved Gor-Monia.
(theme music playing) Man: Gorgeous!