01x16 - Having the Timeout of Our Lives

[bunniefuu]

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Chef: Uh-huh. That's a finger paintin'.

Umm-hmm.

Owen, you're supposed to paint the paper, not yourself.

- Oh, sorry, Chef.

I want it to be perfect.

- Nice smiley face.

- It's supposed to be a donkey.

- Right. That's what I meant.

Perfect donkey. Nailed it.

- Aw, thanks, chef! Up top!

- No!

(Smack, splash)

Why does your paint taste like lemon?

- That's because it's from the delicious lemon pie

I found in the fridge.

Mmmmm... tangy.

- Owen! I was saving that pie for my lunch!

You have got yourself a time out!

- (Gasp) A timeout?!

I've never had one of those before!

- To the timeout corner.

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- (Happy gasp)

- No, wrong corner.

(Lightning cracks) - Owen, it's time.

- Ahhhhh!

- To the timeout corner. March!

- Okay.

- He seemed like such a nice kid.

- I'll never forget you, blond person.

- Hang in there, Owen.

I'll be here when you get out, buddy.

(Gate slams)

- You got minutes.

- Can I play with toys?

- No. There are no toys at timeout!

- Nooooooo- wait.

Can I go get some? - Nope.

- Nooooooooo!

- Careful, kid.

Using an outdoor voice'll get you more time.

- Duncan? You're in timeout too?

- Dude, I was born in timeout.

(Screaming, punching thud)

- You get a timeout for that.

- This is my first one.

- Really? So you've never caused trouble before?

- I have,

but it's always the kind where Chef says,

"just glad you're okay."

- Weeeeeeeee-ugh! Chef: Owen?!

(Crashing sound) - Just glad you're okay.

Chef: Owen?!

Just glad you're okay.

Owen: Ohhh... Chef: Owen?!

(Sigh) Just glad you're okay.

(Clock tic tocs echo)

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(Scratching rasp)

- I can't take this anymore!

How long has it been?!

- Ten seconds.

- Sitting still is so hard.

(Sigh) At least I'm not alone.

Being alone is the worst. I can't stand being alo--

Duncan?! - Shhhh!

- Where are you going?

We're supposed to stay in our timeout chairs.

You can't leave.

Unless you're going to another timeout chair.

Chef, is there another timeout cha--

- I'm getting out of here to have some fun.

And you aren't going to talk to anyone about it. Right?

- But talking is my thing! It's what I do.

If you're not here I'll have to talk to someone.

Maybe about how you're not here.

I mean it might come up in some--

- Stop! Just... come with me.

Trust me, it'll be fun.

- (Owen grunts)

Won't Chef notice that we're missing?

- Don't worry! I've got it covered.

Chef: You boys behaving yourselves over there?

Good.

- This tunnel was supposed to come out in the field

behind the daycare but it actually turned out way better.

Way better.

Welcome to...

Chunk e cheddars!

- (Gasps)

It's beauuuuutiful.

Duncan: It closed down last month.

So I've been doing all my timeouts here.

That's why I get in so much trouble.

You can play anything you want.

I've gotta date with a crane.

(Whirs, clank)

- Oh, I love this game. It's--

- Shhh! Gotta focus.

I've been trying to nab this freaky spider for weeks.

I just... can't... get it...

- You want me to try? I know a trick.

(Knuckles crack)

- (Gasp)

(Running thuds) (Effort grunt)

- Owen...?

- Ta-daaaa!

- Wow. That was brilliant!

- (Bashful chuckle) Thank you!

- C'mon let's go have some fun together!

- Okay!

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(Ball rolls, thuds)

(Ball pings rapidly, bell dings)

(Winners bell rings) - Yay!

(Puck thwacks)

- Woohoo!

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(Laughing)

- Owen, your timeout is done.

I hope you learned something.

- I sure did.

- Good!

I love being told what I wanna hear.

Go join the other kids.

- Don't tell anyone else about chunk e cheddars, okay?

- I promise. That place is amazing!

- Yeah, it's weird.

I've always been more of lone wolf,

but hangin' with you was kinda fun.

- (Touched) Really? Thanks!

Maybe we can do it again and be two lone wolves.

(Wolf howling)

- Oh. I'd need to get another timeout,

and what're the chances of that happening.

- I think that's up to you.

- Up to me? How would it be up--

Duncan: Uh-huh. Now go get in trouble,

so we can sneak back there and play.

- Okay. Now I just gotta do something baaaad.

- Look Chef, I'm dancing. Badly!

- Hey, hey, hey! I kinda like it!

Hey everybody let's do the Owen!

(Laughs) Yeaaah, I'm doin' the Owen.

- (Disappointed sigh)

Chef, look!

I'm drawing another donkey... badly!

- Owen, that's a real improvement

on your first donkey.

(Shudders) Now that was bad.

Aw. Look at those little ears.

I'm gonna hang this in my office.

- I'm bad at being bad.

Chef, look! It's raining books!

- Owen! Owen!

You just bought yourself a-- (Thud)

- Whu...what were you saying, Chef?

- (Sigh) Just glad you're okay.

- Whoa...

(Spiting)

- Duncan! - Whu?!

- I'm having trouble getting in trouble.

- Ha ha. I was like you once.

But then I made my first escape.

(Scissors snap)

- Teach me to be bad.

- Come with me.

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(Laughing, howling)

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(Ball pings)

(Laughing, howling)

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- Ahhhh!

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(Howling)

- Being bad is so good!

- What's going on with you today, Owen?

- What do you mean?

- Ah, she means you're kind of acting like a jerk.

- I knew that Duncan would be a bad influence

- Yeah! You're turning into a big meanie, Owen!

And we don't like it.

- Hey, buddy!

It's been a while since I've seen you;

you being my best pal n' all.

- (Nervous) Oh. Hey Noah.

My bestie. What's up?

- Check out the pie my mom made for the class!

It's the size of my face!

Almost exactly the same size.

See? My face would fit into this pie perfectly.

- Pie? Face?

Oh, Noah, best buddy! I'm so sorry...

but you gave me this idea.

- What has gotten into you, Owen?

That's another timeout.

- There goes the bad kid.

- I've already forgotten your name, Owen.

Ugh! I remembered it. Crud!

- Looks like I might need a new bestie.

- Hey, buddy! How's my fellow lone wolf doin'?

- Lonely.

- Yeah, well that's the life of a lone wolf.

- Duncan, I know being bad can be good.

But I think it might also be... bad.

- Yeah. You don't make a lot of friends being bad.

But you'll get use to it!

Let's do this. You only have minutes.

- Ugh...

I don't really feel like playing anymore.

- But I can't play ping pong by myself.

- (Whimpers)

- Well...

aw, man.

Okay, Owen, I might be able to help you fix this.

(Playful laughter)

- Owen! Thanks for telling us about this place!

You're the best!

- Wow! I really love smashing things!

- I like the tunnel. It's super creepy.

- Um, thanks? Gwen: You're welcome.

- So you're okay that I brought everyone?

- Yeah, it's cool.

There's enough fun to go around.

- But won't chef notice everyone is missing?

(In unison) Nope, we've got it covered.

Chef: And you can all sit there until your parents show up.

Timeouts aren't fun are they?

You don't have answer that, I know the answer.

The answer is no, timeouts are not fun.

(Playful laughter)

- Time outs are the b*mb! (Laughs)

(All howling)