- ♪
- Aww, here it goes.
- ♪
♪ Everybody out there
go run and tell ♪
♪ Your homeboys and home girls
it's time for Kenan & Kel ♪
♪ They keep you laughin'
in the afternoon ♪
♪ So, don't touch that dial
or leave the room ♪
♪ 'Cause they always
into something fun ♪
♪ You don't wanna miss it, it's
double K like good radius ♪
♪ Kenan & Kel
or should I say Kel & Kenan ♪
♪ You gotta watch Kenan
'cause Kenan be schemin' ♪
♪ With a plan or a plot
to make it to the top ♪
♪ They kinda in the middle
'cause always gettin' caught ♪
♪ This ain't the Hardy Boys
or a Nancy Drew mystery ♪
♪ It's just Kenan & Kel
in your vicinity ♪
♪ Like Siegfried & Roy
or Abbott & Costello ♪
♪ Magic & Kareem
or Penn & Teller ♪
♪ Somebody's in trouble
♪ Aw, here it goes
♪ On Nick Ni Nick Nick,
Ni Nick Nick Nick ♪♪
- AUDIENCE:
[cheering, applauding]
- Do those moves now.
Turn it up.
- Woo!
- Thank you.
Welcome to our
television program.
I go by the name of Kenan.
- AUDIENCE:
[cheering, applauding]
- Thank you very much.
All right, all right.
- Yeah and I answer
to the name of Kel.
- AUDIENCE:
[cheering, applauding]
- Cool! Cool!
Yes. Uh, Kel?
Kel?
- What?
- Why are you
bouncing that basketball?
- Well, you know, I thought
we'd get our game on
before the show starts.
[laughing]
- We don't have time
for basketball, Dribble Boy.
- Come on. You and I
could take on anybody.
Hey, hey, who wants to play
against me and Kenan?
Come on, y'all.
Who wants to get b*at?
Aw, y'all some chickens?
[clucking]
What? What?
What he just do?
- We'll play you.
- Huh?
- Yeah.
- Uh, oh, okay.
- What you done gone and--
- Uh, all right.
You know, we would
like to play y'all,
but, you know,
our television program
is about to start
and everything,
so, we can't.
- Chicken?
- Nah, nobody's
chicken now.
- I'm no chicken now.
- Let's play, then.
- Pffft!
- Cool! All right.
Look, why don't y'all
go down to that court
right down there yonder
and just--
we'll be there
in a second, huh?
- I'll see you there.
- Yeah!
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Best three, huh?
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- You'll see now.
Go get it now.
There, y'all better stretch
and warm up and get ready.
All right, come on, Kel.
Let's go do the show.
- Come on, man,
they're waiting for us.
You know they're gonna
be mad at us.
- Don't worry about them.
You're gonna have
plenty of people
mad at you this episode.
[laughing]
Come on, Flapjack.
- Kenan.
- Uh-huh.
- Kenan. Kenan,
wait a minute.
Who's gonna be
mad at me?
Kenan, what are
you talking about?
Kenan, why you always call me
weird names like Flapjack?
Kenan? Kenan?
Aww, here it goes!
- AUDIENCE:
[cheering, applauding]
- ♪ Google Puffs,
Google Puffs ♪
♪ The cereal
that's crunchy sweet ♪
♪ Google Puffs,
Google Puffs ♪
♪ The tasty
breakfast treat ♪
Yay!
Yay, with
the Google Puffs!
Yay, with
the Google Puffs!
Google Puffs--
- No, no, please, continue.
I am making wideotape
of our trip to Chicago.
Your singing, ooh,
weddy bad.
- Yeah, well, your English,
ooh, ooh, weddy weddy bad.
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Oh! I see. Yes.
[laughing]
- Kenan, careful with
the cereal boxes.
You're mixing the Google Puffs
with the Pood-ee-ohs.
- Why would anybody name
a breakfast cereal Pood-ee-ohs?
- What's wrong with
the name Pood-ee-ohs?
- I don't know about you,
but I don't like
starting off my morning
with a bowl
full of Pood-ee.
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- [door bells ring]
- Boo!
- Oh!
Now why'd you have to sneak
up on me and yell "boo"?
- I was feelin' sassy.
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Well, go feel
it somewhere else.
- All right.
[humming]
- Kel!
Are you planning on
paying for that soda?
- Uh, no, thanks.
- Oh!
Aw, spilling.
- Huh?
- You're spilling orange soda
all over my clean floor.
Kenan, tell him to stop
spilling orange soda
all over my clean floor.
- Stop spilling orange soda
all over his clean floor.
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Very nice. Kenan,
just please get a mopper
and clean up Kel's mess.
- Oh, see what you did with your
orange soda spillin' ways?
Now I've gotta get a mopper
and clean up all--
- AUDIENCE:
[cheering, hooting]
[applauding]
- What?
- Ro--
- Ro?
- Ro--
- Ro?
- Ron!
Ron Harper just
walked in.
- Ron Harper from
the Chicago Bulls?
Man.
[laughing]
- Yeah, he's standing
right over there.
- Man, you want me
to turn around
so you can put a raw egg
down my pants again
and then break it
against my buttocks.
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Jeepers! You're Ron Harper
from the Chicago Bulls!
- Yeah, I know.
- I'm Chris. I run
this whole store.
- Chris. Congratulations.
- Thanks.
- That is Ron Harper
from the Chicago Bulls!
Oh, man!
- I told you.
Oh, he's comin' this way.
Just be cool.
- A'ight, a'ight, a'ight.
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Hey! How're you
doing, Ron? I'm Kel.
- Kel. Nice to meet you.
- [laughing crazily]
Did you hear that?
Ron Harper said it's
nice to meet me, Kel, right?
- I heard.
Hey, hey, hey, Ron.
Do you remember that time
you made that free throw?
- Which free throw
are you talkin' about?
I've made a lot
of free throws.
- You showed--
Oh, I get it, you--
Right, Ron made a joke.
Right on.
- Uh, Ron, could you sign
my orange soda bottle?
- Oh, sure.
You got a pen?
- Yeah, I got a--I got a pen.
I know I've got a pen
somewhere, I--
I don't have a pen.
Come here.
- Hey! Hey! Hey!
Hey! Hey!
Stop feelin' on me!
- I'm gonna get a pen.
Stay right here.
Don't go anywhere.
Stay right there.
Ron Harper! Woo!
- [gasping]
The Ron Harper!
It's the Ron Harper
from the basketball.
- Hey, hey, Ron, can
I help you find something
like marshmallows,
pantyhose, tuna?
- Uh, I don't think
I need no pantyhose.
But I'ma just
browse around.
Just look around.
- Ron's gonna look around.
Go ahead. I'll be here.
- Oh, thank you,
thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you.
- Hey, hey, watch out
for that orange--
Oh!
- [heavy thud]
- Ooooh! Mr. Harper,
are you all right?
What happened?
- He slipped in a puddle
of orange soda.
- I told you to
clean up that mess.
- Hey, everybody,
Ron Harper slipped on
orange soda at Rigby's
and got hurt real bad!
- CHRIS:
Oh, no!
Oh! Oh!
- CROWD:
[indistinct chatter]
- Hey, Ron!
Hey, Ron, I got a pen!
I got a pen!
I got a pen! Ron!
- CROWD:
[indistinct chatter]
- You still gonna
sign my bottle?
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- [siren wailing]
- Oh, I can't believe
that happened.
- His knee wasn't
hurt that bad.
- Are you kidding?
His knee was twisted up like
an old diseased pretzel.
Why'd you have
to spill your soda?
- Well, why didn't you
clean it like Chris said?
- All right,
keep it down, guys.
I'm trying to
watch the news, all right?
- Sorry, Pop.
- MALE REPORTER:
And when we come back,
bad news for
Chicago Bulls fans.
- What?
- REPORTER: A freak
injury to Ron Harper
in a local grocery store.
- Oh, no! The Bulls can't
afford to lose Ron Harper.
What could have
happened to him?
- Pshoo!
- I don't know.
- I'm gonna find out.
- Woo! Oh.
Yeah, Mama.
Yeah, we're comin'.
Yeah, come on, Pop.
Mama says that
dinner's ready for us
in the kitchen now.
- I didn't hear anything.
- Oh, crazy Pop.
Yeah, Mama said it's
ready in the kitchen.
Right, Kel?
- No, actually,
I didn't hear anything--
Oh!
Oh, yeah, Mrs. Rockmore,
here we come!
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- All right.
- Hi, everyone.
I had to pick up Kyra
from her karate lesson.
Oh, sweetie, dinner will be
at least an hour late, okay?
- All right, baby.
Son, why did you
tell me--
- Hey, Kyra, sister.
- Hi, Kel.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Shhhh!
The news is back on.
It's back. It's back.
- Chicago Bulls star
Ron Harper
today slipped and fell
in a puddle of--
- [audio static]
- Son, what are
you doing?
- Oh, I was just tired
of watching the news, man.
I only watch
"My Brother and Me".
You know, that dude,
he's just silly.
- Give me the remote.
- I can't do that, Pop.
- Hey! All right,
stop playing, Kel.
This is not funny, Kenan.
Give me the remote!
Give it! Give it!
Come on! Give it up!
- Why you
squeeze my head?
- Hush! Huh!
Okay.
- REPORTER: Ron Harper
badly injured his knee
this afternoon
in a bizarre accident
at a local grocery store.
- Hey, that's Chris!
Kenan, Kel, come here!
- Harper apparently
slipped in a puddle
of spilled orange soda.
He slipped
in orange soda?
- Witnesses at the scene
say the accident
was the fault of these
two Chicago youths.
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Oh, no, no, no, no!
- Roger, what's wrong?
- No, look! Right there!
- REPORTER: The two
young men responsible
for Harper's injury
were identified as
Kenan Rockmore
and Kel Kimble,
both local Chicago
residents.
As a newsman,
I know I should
keep my opinions
to myself.
But I just wanna say,
Kenan and Kel,
we hate you!
- I can't believe this.
- We're gonna have to
move out of town.
- Ohhh...
- I mean, um,
it's not that bad.
- Besides, nobody really
watches the news, anyway.
- [glass shatters,
basketball thuds]
- SHERYL:
[screaming]
- It's a basketball,
and it has a note on it.
- What does it say?
- "Kenan and Kel,
get outta town!"
- Oh...
[whining]
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- We're no longer
popular.
- BOTH:
Oh, man!
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- [glass shatters]
- BOTH: Ow!
- CROWD: [chanting
"We hate Rigby's!"]
- Leave me alone!
Please, leave me!
Kenan and Kel
are not here!
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Pssst! Chris.
- Is the coast clear?
- Does it sound like
the coast is clear?
I don't think I can
hold them off much longer.
Oh, what's the point?
Rigby's is doomed.
- Well, have you tried
calling the police?
- Most of the people
out there are the police.
- CROWD: We're gonna get you,
Kenan and Kel!
[chanting
"We hate Rigby's!"]
- Man, this is bad.
- And it gets worse.
Look at today's paper.
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Oh, no.
- Aw, man, no.
- Kel, look.
- I know.
The Pope cancelled his
trip to Acapulco!
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- I ain't talkin'
about the Pope.
Look at the picture.
- Oh! That's us!
- Oh, now the whole
world is gonna know
that we damaged Ron Harper.
Ohhhh!
- Oh, it's all over.
The store. My career in
groceries, gone, all gone...
all because of--
because of you
and your orange soda!
And because of your inability
to follow instructions.
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- BOTH:
We follow.
- Go ahead and mock me.
It doesn't matter.
- CROWD: [chanting
"We hate Rigby's!"]
- [humming country music]
Howdy, pardner?
- Uh, Kel, why are
you wearin' a cowboy hat?
- It's a disguise.
- Well, would you
take it off? Oh!
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Kel, what happened
to your hair?
- Oh, I shaved my head bald--
[laughing]--
so no one
would recognize me.
- Kel, if you was gonna wear
the cowboy hat as a disguise,
then why would you wanna
shave your head, too?
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- [sobbing]
- It--it's okay.
It's okay.
It'll grow back.
It'll grow back.
- It'll grow back.
Well, um...
what's all that?
- Hate mail, man.
All of Chicago hates us.
- I bet we're the most
hated kids in Chicago.
- Oh, yeah,
it's a magical day.
- Well, time to go.
- Go where?
- Out of town.
- Kel, leavin' town
might be good for us,
but what about Chris?
I mean, what about
our families?
Nah, man, we started this
and it's up to us to fix it.
- Right. Right.
I've got an idea.
We can sneak
into the hospital
and I'll fix Ron's knee.
- Oh, please.
- I can fix his knee.
- You can't even fix
yourself a sandwich.
Besides, I've got
a better idea.
If we can just get
Ron to forgive us,
then the people of Chicago
will forgive us, too.
That'll get us and Rigby's
off the hook.
- I don't know.
- Oh, come on.
- MALE:
Hey, Kenan and Kel!
You bite!
- [glass shatters]
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- To the hospital?
- To the hospital. Come on.
- [humming country music]
- WOMAN ANNOUNCING:
Dr. Bruce, telephone, please.
Dr. Bruce,
telephone, please.
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Uh-huh. Fourth floor.
That's it.
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Now, remember,
act pregnant.
- All right.
- I mean, if Ron Harper
can't play this season,
I don't know
what I'll do.
- Well, it's just
a sprained knee muscle.
He'll be back before
the playoffs, won't he?
Oh, please tell me
he'll be back!
- All I can say is
those two snot-nosed kids
who did this to him
better leave town.
- They're talking about us.
- Shhhh! Hush up.
- Doctor, you're
supposed to deliver babies
on the third floor.
- Oh, yes, I know that
about the third floor
there in the delivery,
but I, uh--I have--
there are no more
rooms available,
so I thought I'd deliver
the baby up here, understand?
- Oh, the baby is coming!
The baby is coming!
- All right, honey.
- Oh, the pain!
- Will you need
some assistance, doctor?
- No, I don't need
no assistance there.
I'll just get
her to the room
and I'll yank that sucker
out right by myself.
Come on, Mrs. Kelly,
let's get you to your room.
Here we go.
- KEL: [screaming]
- [bed thuds]
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- [heavy thud]
[screaming]
- Up!
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Ron looks asleep.
- What?
- Let's wake him up.
- Okay.
- No, put that down!
- You shouldn't yell
at the pregnant.
- Will you stop playin'.
We've gotta do
this carefully.
We'll wake Ron up gently
and beg for his forgiveness.
Come on.
Uh, Mr. Harper?
Uh, Mr. Harper?
Sir Ron?
- Awww...
we k*lled Ron Harper.
- Shhhh!
We didn't k*ll him.
- Yeah, we did.
Look, he's not movin'.
[gasps]
- [heavy thud]
- Ron! Ron!
- Huh?
- Ron?
- Ugh!
Ron Harper looks awful.
- That's not Ron Harper.
It's a senior citizen.
- Why'd you knock me
out of my bed?
- Well...
You know what? I think
we're in the wrong room.
- No kidding, kumquat.
- Would one of you mind
helping me back in my bed?
- All right.
- You take his feet
and I'll get his head.
- No, I'll take the head,
you take the feet.
- Whatever.
Let's just do it.
- Be careful!
Don't bruise me!
[yelping]
- [heavy thud]
- Ow!
- What are you
two doing in here?
- Well, actually,
since you asked.
I'm Doctor, um, Pepper, yes,
you know, I was sitting down
to some deep fried biscuits,
I saw this lady right here
who's gonna have a baby,
Mrs. Kelly, yeah.
- Oh, I'm about
to drop a b*mb!
- Well, get on the bed
and deliver that woman!
- You heard the nurse.
Get on the bed, sucker!
- Ooh! Ooh!
Oh, the blessed event is near!
- Okay, ma'am,
listen to me now.
Start your breathing.
- Huh?
- Breathe!
- What?
Okay, I'm breathin'!
[panting]
- Well, doctor,
start deliverin'.
This baby's movin'.
- About to deli--
You want me to get--
- Yes!
- I don't--don't--
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- I'm deliverin'!
I'm deliverin'!
Oh! Oh!
Woo!
Well, congratulations,
Mrs. Kelly.
You've just given birth
to a fluffy baby pillow.
- [applause]
- Pillow?
All right, look,
I demand to know--
- Look, bug!
- Bug? Bug?
Oh, yeah,
it's a bug.
- I don't feel
a bug on my face.
- Out! Out! Out! Out!
Hold on to that
for me, nurse.
Come on, Mrs. Kelly,
time to leave.
All right, we're gonna step
on out the door right here.
Steppin' on out.
Steppin' on out.
- Oh, what
a beautiful baby.
- [pillow thuds]
- AUDIENCE: [laughing]
- It's Ron!
- Shhhh!
Come on.
Hello, Ron.
- Hey, what's up, Doc?
- Actually, I'm not
really a doctor.
- And I'm not a woman.
- Oh, no, not you two.
Nurse! Nurse!
- No, no, no, no. Mr. Harper,
don't get all agitated now.
- Yeah, we just wanna talk
to you for a few minutes.
- Yeah, we just want a few
minutes of your time.
- Just a few minutes.
- Fine. What do
you want to say?
- BOTH:
[sobbing]
We're sorry!
- We didn't mean to make you
slip in a puddle of orange soda.
- Please, forgive us.
- Look, would you two guys
leave me alone.
- But you don't know
how our lives have been
since the accident.
- Yeah, all of
Chicago hates us.
- That's not my fault.
- But you don't
understand.
- Yeah, police
are throwin' rocks
through my
windows at home.
- Yeah, our parents can't
go out in public.
- Even the store I work at
is gonna have to close down.
- The Pope done cancelled
his trip to Acapulco!
- Look, fellas, why don't
you two just leave me alone?
Just go. Just go.
- Just go?
- KENAN: [sobbing]
- KEL:
[sobbing]
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Hey. Hey, Ron?
I'm sorry that
I made you fall,
and even though
you won't help us,
you're still my hero.
- AUDIENCE:
Awwww...
- [introspective
piano music]
- CROWD: [chanting
"We hate Rigby's!"]
- I guess we're all just
gonna have to leave town.
Bye-bye, Chicago.
- I suppose I could always
just move to another city
and change my name.
- You know what? I always
liked the name Bruce.
- I'll Bruce you!
- CROWD:
[cheering, whistling]
- Do you hear that?
What's happening?
- It sounds like cheering.
- CROWD:
[cheering continues]
- Woo! It's Ron Harper!
- He's come back
to hurt us!
- Use the force!
Use the force!
- [door bells ring]
- AUDIENCE: [laughing]
- Hello, boys.
- ALL:
[screaming]
- No, no, no, no, no.
Don't be afraid.
Don't be afraid.
Y'all come on in.
- What's goin' on, Ron?
- I'm here to just have
a little press conference.
- Press conference?
- You mean a conference
to the press?
- Be quiet.
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Okay, listen up,
everyone.
I just want everybody to know
the injury I got here
a few days ago was
entirely my fault.
- REPORTERS:
[indistinct chatter]
- See, I was drinking
some orange soda,
I spilled some,
and I just slipped.
- Yeah, yeah, that's
the truth. Yeah.
- That's exactly what happened.
Ron is a klutz.
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- So, Kenan and Kel
didn't do anything wrong.
In fact, they're
good friends of mine.
- You hear that, Chicago?
[laughing]
- Ron likes us, huh?
Yeah, he's our friend.
- And, finally,
I'm happy to announce
that my knee feels better
and I should return
to action in about a week.
- REPORTERS:
[cheering]
- Way to go, Ron.
- Thank you, Mr. Harper.
What a wonderful
thing you did.
You saved my store.
- Forget that.
You saved our lives.
- Could you still sign
my orange soda bottle?
- Sure.
You got a pen?
- Yeah, hold on just a--
- [bottle thuds]
- RON:
Oh!
- AUDIENCE:
[cheering, applauding]
- Woo! Thanks for
checking out the show.
- Yeah. Did the show make you
feel happy and fuzzy inside?
- AUDIENCE:
Yes!
[cheering, applauding]
- Oh, uh, hello, fellas.
What's up, y'all?
- We're waiting
for you guys.
- Yeah!
- Right, but, you know, we had
to do our television show.
See? We've got this show
named after--
- Let's play now.
- Huh?
- BOTH: Now?
- Yeah!
- This time we brought
the hoop with us.
- Ooh. Y'all just pulled it
out of the dirt, didn't you?
Uh, okay.
Wait a minute.
Y'all got three players
and there's only two of us.
We should at least be able
to pick one more person.
- Fine. Get
your third player.
- Yeah!
- All right. Gee, Kel,
who shall we pick?
- Hmmmm...
I don't know.
Maybe, uh...
- KEL & KENAN: Ron!
[laughing]
- What you gonna do?
- AUDIENCE:
[cheering, applauding]
- KEL & KENAN:
[laughing]
- Okey-doke.
Let's see, uh, it's me, Kel--
- Ooh.
- --and our good friend,
Chicago Bulls'
starting guard,
Ron Harper.
- Oh...
- Um...
- Why don't we take
the ball now?
- KEL: [laughing]
- KENAN: Huh?
Now I'ma pass it
to my friend, Kel.
- And I'ma pass it to Ron-Ron.
[laughing]
- [hand thuds ball]
- Yeah, I'ma do this.
- Uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh!
- KEL & KENAN:
Yeah!
- AUDIENCE:
[cheering, applauding]
- Yeah!
- Uh-huh!
Oh! Oh!
- That was fine there.
- Oh, that was pretty.
That was pretty.
- Um...we've gotta go.
- Yeah, yeah, all right.
- Yeah, we do.
- Oh, you've gotta go
to the bathroom? Awww...
- Yeah, bye, fellas.
All right. Yeah.
- Well, them broke down.
- Thanks, Ron.
- Aw, no problem.
- All right.
- Yeah. Yeah. Woo.
That's my boy.
That's my boy.
- Say, Ron?
- Huh? Oh...
- You ever taken a ride
on a wild hippopotamus?
- No.
- Well, then,
let's get to it.
Come on, Fruit Bat.
- AUDIENCE:
[laughing]
- Kenan? Kenan? Ron?
Come back here.
I don't like
hippo-mutho-muses.
Uh, Ron? Kenan?
Can't we just have
a casual beverage or something?
Ron? Awwww...
Aww, there it goes!
- AUDIENCE:
[cheering, applauding]
- ♪
♪
♪
- Why?!
02x09 - Foul Bull
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Follows Kenan Rockmore and Kel Kimble, a pair of high school students who go on various misadventures, which usually occur as a result of Kenan devising a scheme to get rich quick, or avoid trouble with his elders.
Follows Kenan Rockmore and Kel Kimble, a pair of high school students who go on various misadventures, which usually occur as a result of Kenan devising a scheme to get rich quick, or avoid trouble with his elders.