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Welcome, campers, to the Camp Kikiwaka Model Rocket competition!

(ALL CHEERING)

They're going to teach us how to build missiles? Cool!

Let's see Little Miss Rhode Island try to mess with me now.

This competition is going to be great practice for me.

You know, I have aspirations to be a rocket scientist.

Is another one of your aspirations

to take your mom to the school dance?

Because that's happening, too.

I hope so.

The money for "Mommy and Me" tango classes is already spent.

All you campers must build a rocket,

either by yourselves or with a partner,

which you will fire off three separate times.

Your three launches will be judged first on altitude,

then speed, and then safety.

Does the winner get a crown?

Does every contest you enter have to end with a crown?

Yes.

For the safety round, your rocket will have an egg as its cargo.

You must land your rocket without breaking the egg.

Ravi, show 'em how it's done.

Three, two, one,

blastoff! (WHOOSHES)

ALL: Ooh!

Now, if the parachute deploys correctly,

it will allow the rocket and the egg to have a soft, gentle landing.

And the parachute is small,

so you shouldn't have any trouble packing it into your rocket.

Uh, guys, is that the parachute you were supposed to pack into the rocket?

(INHALES) Uh-oh.

Run! (ALL SCREAMING)

Huh.

Where is the egg?

Found it.

ALL: ♪ Kikiwaka, Kikiwaka ♪

ALL: ♪ Kikiwaka, Kikiwaka ♪

ALL: ♪ Kikiwaka, Kikiwaka ♪

(GASPS)

Look what my grandma sent me.

(GASPS) She sent you bubble wrap? That's my favorite.

Oh, no, it's a diamond.

Can I see?

(BUBBLES POPPING)

Okay.

This ring has been in my family for a hundred years.

Well, minus a week. Zuri pawned it once, but we got it back.

Wow. All l I get in my care packages is extra socks and soup mix.

Oh, I love it! It's so beautiful!

It's huge on you.

Was your grandma a linebacker?

She could've been.

I was lucky to get her cheekbones, and not those meat hooks.

I'll send it to my jeweler Francois for re-sizing.

He's a genius.

He resized all the diamonds the tooth fairy left me.

All the tooth fairy left me was IOUs.

That son of a gun still owes me ten bucks.

The competition hasn't even started yet.

Why do I have to help you shoot off this rocket?

Because we have to put in extra effort and do some test runs

if we want to win this thing.

You lost me at "extra effort."

Look, we have to make sure

that we can land the egg safely for round three,

thus insuring-- Houston, we have a problem.

You're boring me.

Let's just make it go boom!

Wait! We haven't loaded the egg in yet.

Well, where is it?

I pre-bubble-wrapped it, but I left it in the cabin.

Great, go get it.

Or, because we teamed up, you could go get it.

So far, I've done all the work, and all you've done

is try to pay other campers to make our rocket for us.

You're welcome.

Just get the egg!

Okay, one bubble-wrapped egg, coming right up.

Zuri! I'm coming!

Looking good, Matteo!

Thanks! I've been moisturizing.

I meant your rocket.

Oh. It's cool, right?

It's designed to minimize drag,

maximize altitude and velocity,

and land as softly as a feather!

Yeah, but my rocket could beat your rocket up!

I call it, "The Champ!"

(CHUCKLES) That thing is ridiculous.

Especially that greasy, stringy hair!

This is your hair.

You're a very sound sleeper.

Ravi, what do you think?

I think...

That is...

Technically a rocket. (CHUCKLES)

Is it?

You should call it, "The Penguin,"

'cause it's never gonna fly. (CHUCKLES)

In the world of model rocketry, that's a pretty sick slam.

Is he right?

Oh, yes, that joke would have killed with the Walden Junior Rocketeers.

I meant, about my rocket.

Will it fly?

I don't wanna be embarrassed.

Uh, of course it'll fly!

Oh, yes, with these jacked biceps,

it will punch right through the air. (CHUCKLES)

Thanks, guys!

He's doomed. Yup.

Pigs with brick shoes have a better chance of flying

than this glorified boat anchor.

We can't let him fail. You heard him. He'll be devastated.

Well, actually, losing can help build character.

I myself lost constantly as a child,

and it has turned me into the man I am today.

Yeah, we definitely gotta help him.

Okay, our bubble-wrapped egg

is secured inside our rocket.

Now, before we launch...

(WHOOSHES)

Zuri! I hadn't calculated the correct flight plan yet!

I just heard "blah, blah, blah, launch."

I finally do something, and you get mad at me?

Thanks a lot, Zuri!

Now our rocket is lost somewhere in the woods!

(SCOFFS) Oh, darn!

Now we'll have to drop out of the competition.

And I was so looking forward to it.

Nice try.

We're just going to have to build another--

Wait.

Why is there a big chunk of bubble wrap where I left the egg?

That's not where the egg was.

It was sitting over there on the table.

No, I'm sure I left it here on the desk.

See? Egg.

Hmm... Then what did we just launch halfway across Canada?

Hi, guys!

(GASPS) OMG, where is my ring?

What ring?

The priceless family heirloom Grandma left me!

Didn't I pawn that?

You did, but we got it back and now it's lost again.

It was wrapped in bubble wrap, right here on the table.

Did you guys see it?

BOTH: Nope!

Guys, help me look.

Okay. (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

(BUBBLE WRAP POPPING)

What was that?

Uh... Destiny's got gas.

I'll take her to the infirmary.

(BUBBLE WRAP POPPING)

Maybe you should take her right to the hospital.

(DISTANT EXPLOSION) ALL: Ooh!

Their rocket almost took out News Chopper 4.

We owe them an apology.

Are you kidding? We just gave them their lead story.

You are welcome, Moose Rump's own Stone Stevenson!

Even when he tells us bad news, he still has a twinkle in his eye.

Hey, Ravi, you might want to call the sun

and tell it to get out of the way.

I will get right on that.

Eat my vapor trail, suckers! (CHUCKLES)

(WHOOSHES)

Yes!

And we have a new leader!

Matteo with five hundred and twenty feet!

Score!

You could say when it comes to rockets, I really... Rock-it!

You could, but you shouldn't.

And we still have one more competitor.

Finn, you're up, buddy.

Come on, Champ! Time to feel the wind in Matteo's hair!

(WHISPERS) How's he gonna do?

I added a second booster to his rocket,

so he should get a respectable hundred feet.

Okay.

Three,

two,

uh...

ALL: "One"!

That doesn't sound right, but okay.

Blastoff!

(WHOOSHES)

Whoa, look at it go!

Told you it would fly.

And we have a new leader.

Finn, with six hundred and ten feet. (CHUCKLES)

What? How did this happen?

Yes, Ravi, how did this happen?

I am not sure, but if you need the full story,

check in with Stone Stevenson at 6:00, 7:00 or 11:00. (CHUCKLES)

We're never gonna find that stupid rocket.

You should just tell Emma the truth.

That you lost her precious ring?

Me? You were supposed to bring out the egg,

not her ring!

How was I supposed to know that there were two bubble-wrapped things?

You know, everything was going fine

until you insisted I help on our project.

Hey! It's the rocket!

The ring isn't in here. We gotta find it.

Look, footprints!

They're walking away from the wreck.

Someone took the ring. Let's go.

Who would just take something that doesn't belong to them?

Well, sometimes

a sister wants to borrow something from another sister--

Whatever.

We shouldn't follow a thief's footprints!

This could be dangerous.

Not as dangerous as telling Emma we lost her ring.

Ravi once lost her cellphone,

and we found him a week later in the bread drawer.

He still can't look at an English muffin.

I still can't believe you won the altitude round.

You can't even spell it.

Can so. "I-T."

Listen,

can I give you some advice?

You know, from a guy who got first to a guy who didn't.

Please stop talking.

Just don't take it so seriously.

After all, this isn't rocket science.

That is exactly what it is!

If we don't do anything, Finn will win again, and Matteo will be devastated.

Indeed. And if we remove the booster from Finn's rocket,

it will fail and he will be devastated.

Well, you got us into this mess.

So what are you going to do to fix it?

Ravi, did you take my ring?

Why do I get blamed for everything?

Don't make me put you back in the bread drawer!

(GASPS)

So that's why you're afraid of toast.

Why would I steal your ring?

You know I am more of a necklace guy.

I got this bad boy from wrestling a shark

off the coast of South Africa.

Oh, please. Mom got that for you at the aquarium gift shop

after you got scared by a puffer fish.

Now help me find my ring!

Sorry, we're a little busy rigging a rocket competition.

Fine, I'll do it myself.

Hey, kid! (SNAPS FINGERS) Up against the wall!

Zuri! Shh.

I don't think anybody's here.

Come on, let's see if they left the ring in their tent.

No, stop. That's breaking and entering.

No,

it's unzipping and entering.

Okay, let's find that ring and get out of here.

We can't just go through people's stuff.

And yet, here I am doing it.

Wait, do you hear something?

(RUSTLING)

(GASPS) They're coming back.

Let's get out of here!

It's stuck!

And there's no back zipper!

(WHISPERS) We're trapped.

What are we going to do?

I think you should give yourself up.

Meanwhile, I'll sneak back to camp,

and tell your parents you went out a hero.

(ALL APPLAUDING)

Yes! The Champ reigns supreme!

Hey! I thought I was in first place!

Who is this "Leaderboard" kid?

I told you, you should have underlined that.

Just please tell me you did something to Matteo's rocket

to help him win the speed round.

Yes, I added some black powder to the propellant,

which will make the rocket produce greater than normal internal--

Yes or no?

Yes.

Let's just hope you didn't mess this up.

Okay, next up is Matteo!

Wait! Hold on until we clear the launch area.

Are you about done there, princess?

Must find ring.

(WHISPERS) It's my precious!

Oh, I haven't checked the dumpster!

I should probably tell her that I just threw out all the rotten fish sticks.

She'll find out soon enough.

(RAVI CLEARS THROAT)

Guys, can we get back to the competition?

The speed round is moving kind of slowly.

By all means, proceed.

Okay, rocket. Don't let me down.

I just have to beat Finn.

And that kid, Leaderboard.

Okay, to clear up all the confusion,

the top line of the leaderboard

explains what you are looking at. It is not a kid's name.

ALL: Oh!

And this is why you should have underlined it.

Excuse me, I've been a little busy fixing two rockets!

Matteo, carry on.

Okay, three,

two,

one.

Blastoff!

ALL: Whoa!

Whoopsie.

That's all you have to say?

Daisy?

(FINN COUGHS)

Matteo, that was awesome!

You gotta teach me how to do that!

It wasn't supposed to explode.

It was supposed to go fast.

Well, that piece went pretty fast.

Okay, I didn't get the ring,

but I did get ringworm.

Wait, what are they doing?

She took him prisoner, and now he's begging for his life.

WOMAN: (GASPS) Yes! Yes, a thousand times, yes!

Of course I'll marry you!

Aw!

He wasn't begging for his life.

He's proposing. They're getting married!

Well, now they're both prisoners.

WOMAN: This is the most beautiful ring I've ever seen!

I'm so excited to be Mrs. Harold Finklebean...

"Finklebean"? Could be worse.

WOMAN: ...hyphen Gerglebutt. (LAUGHS)

I spoke too soon.

Wait a minute.

That guy stole Emma's ring, and he's using it to get engaged.

WOMAN: I'm going to go inside and call my parents and tell them the good news.

Inside here? That's bad.

WOMAN: Now, you go get some wood.

I'm in the mood for some smoochin' by the fire. (CHUCKLES)

That's worse.

She's coming in! What are we going to do?

Unless you still have my five bucks, I have no idea.

(WOMAN GASPS)

What are you kids doing in our tent?

Uh...

Good question. First off, congratulations.

Second, about your new ring...

How do I put this delicately?

Your no-good, dirtbag fiance jacked my sister's ring!

Now hand it over, or we take the whole finger!

What?

Ma'am, I'm sorry, but that's our ring.

Is not.

There is no way my sweet Harold

would take something that doesn't belong to him.

He is a saint.

He works in a soup kitchen.

Which means he's poor.

No soup slinger can afford a ring like that!

(SCOFFS) I'm telling you,

Harold bought me this ring.

He said it was a "steal."

Oh, now I hear it.

See? He admitted it.

He is disgusting. I am disgusted.

Ma'am, we're sorry you had to find out this way,

but your fiance is a criminal.

What's your name?

Barnabia.

So, your name is going to be Barnabia Finklebean hyphen Gerglebutt?

Wow, that's the real crime here.

Hey, Matteo.

I collected all the pieces of your rocket for you.

Well, most of them.

Some landed on the roof, and there was a shard in some kid's leg.

I just don't get how you're so good at making rockets and I'm not.

I don't know,

maybe I'm just a natural rocket surgeon.

It's "rocket scientist."

No, that doesn't sound right.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

for the safety round, I need to go make a helmet for my egg.

Okay, I messed up the first two rounds.

But this time, I know what I have to do.

I am going to re--

You're not going to do anything.

It's Hockhauser time.

Hey, Matteo,

can I give you a little advice about the rocket competition?

No, thank you, because I quit.

What? One little explosion's going to make you quit?

Well, I obviously can't launch this.

You're right,

'cause that's a peanut butter sandwich.

Oh. I meant my rocket.

It's shattered into pieces, just like my dreams.

Come on, Matteo. You could build another rocket.

But I've got no chance of catching Finn.

It's not about Finn. This is about you.

This is your last chance to prove what a brilliant inventor you are,

and that you can rise above it all.

Hmm.

"Rise above."

(GASPS)

Maybe I can do that.

That's the spirit!

(GROANS)

Okay, my ring was not on the roof.

(DESTINY PANTING)

Emma, you'll never believe it. We found your ring!

You're right, I don't believe it.

Because this is my ring.

A guy found it in the woods and turned it in to the office.

He did?

That's your ring?

Yup. You guys wouldn't happen to know how it got into the woods, would you?

Probably a squirrel.

I feel most things in life can be blamed on squirrels.

Uh-huh. You know, the guy also found this parachute nearby?

Skydiving squirrels!

Who are named Destiny and Zuri?

Hey, those are very common names.

Uh-huh.

So, is there anything else you girls wanna tell me?

We need a lawyer. Destiny needs a lawyer.

How did it go with Matteo?

Because there's still time for me to do a little tinkering.

No, no, no, we're done with that.

I gave Matteo a great pep talk,

and he's building another rocket.

I know everything's gonna work out just fine.

Greetings, fellow rocketeers!

I will now launch myself into the stratosphere!

LOU: What?

For the safety round, that does not look very safe.

Matteo, what the heck do you think you're doing?

Exactly what you said.

I'm proving that I'm a great inventor, and rising above.

You are supposed to send up an egg!

I am the egg, man. (CHUCKLES)

Are you insane? You cannot do that!

Certainly not without signing this waiver.

But if I don't take chances,

how will I ever make it as a rocket scientist?

"Rocket surgeon."

Check out my egg. I got him goggles, too.

I need to find him some knee pads.

And figure out where his knees are.

That kid's a whack job.

Now excuse me, while I prove once and for all

that I am the best rocket surgeon...

I mean, scientist.

Matteo, stop!

Do not touch that remote!

Hey, that is Stone Stevenson's catchphrase!

Ravi, this is serious.

Matteo, you don't have to prove yourself.

Yes.

The only reason Finn won the first round is because

I souped up his rocket.

What? Why would you do that?

We just felt badly for Finn, so we wanted to even the playing field.

Ravi just messed the whole thing up.

So, Finn isn't a secret genius?

My poor egg!

I hugged him goodbye, and he started bleeding yellow!

I gotta get him to the nurse!

I think you have your answer.

So, that means I would have won

if you two hadn't interfered?

Yes! Now, please take those rockets off your back?

Yes, it's incredibly dangerous!

You're right. What was I thinking? Help me out of this thing.

(EXCLAIMS) Get it off! Before I toast my butt!

Please, do not say "toast"! (ROCKET BEEPING)

(WHOOSHES)

Okay, that is it!

I am declaring this rocket competition over

before anything else can go wrong.

(DISTANT EXPLOSION)

And if Camp Champion calls, let it go to voicemail.

(SOBBING)

Hi, Barnabia.

So, uh,

how's everything?

How do you think?

I broke up with Harold for proposing to me with a stolen ring,

and now I'm burning his clothes.

It was more of a rhetorical question.

Well, about the ring... (CHUCKLES)

Funny story, and I really think you're gonna laugh.

See... This was all a big mistake...

Yeah, and I made it!

I can't believe I trusted that loser.

And then he had the gall to deny he stole the ring!

That's because he didn't steal the ring.

What?

It was all a big misunderstanding,

and we're so sorry.

You mean Harold is not a loser and a thief?

Well, he's not a thief.

My poor Harold! (CHUCKLES)

I have to go apologize to my sweet Gerglebutt! (CHUCKLES)

He's probably long gone by now.

Oh, no, he couldn't have gotten far.

I slashed his tires.

We finally fixed everything.

Oh, there you guys are!

You took my ring by mistake again!

Did not. We took the ring that was on the table.

My ring was on the table.

Oh!

Okay, in our defense, you really need to get a jewelry box.

Where is my precious?

It went that way.

When I get back to camp, you two are going in the bread drawer!