Sailor Moon Episode Forty-Seven

Sailor Moon Episode Forty-Seven Much Ado About Babysitting

Alien Alan: So many babies, so full of energy, they don't even know what to do with it.
Alien Ann: It's perfect, Alan. All the energy we need with no fuss.
Alien Alan: So, Ann, pick a Cardian that'll zap the juice from those gurgling babes.
Alien Ann: Okay.
Alien Alan: Cardian Skullcur, I command you to arise!
Mrs. Winston: Hey, big guy. Jordan, were you a good baby in school today?
Teacher: Oh sure. Jordan's the best.
Mrs. Winston: But he didn't say any words, huh? Guess I'll have to be patient.
Jordan: Ba ba.
Teacher: Bye, sweetie. See you tomorrow. We're doing fingerpainting.
Serena: Look, it's Jordan.
Amy: From down the block.
Mrs. Winston: Oh, hello girls.
Jordan: Ba ba.
Serena: What's going on?!
Amy: I don't know!
Skullcur: Your energy is mine now! Give it to me!
Amy: Mrs. Winston!
Mrs. Winston: So weak...
Serena: Oh Amy, look at 'em! They're not even moving! What are we gonna do? We've got to get them some help.
Darien: Hurry! Go call an ambulance!
Amy: Right.
Serena: Everything's gonna be all right, you guys. We're almost there. Just hang on.
Alien Alan: Ha ha ha ha ha. You picked a good card, Ann. It worked like a charm.
Alien Ann: Ha ha ha. And there are so many babies in this town. The Doom Tree's gonna be very well fed.
Alien Alan: Yeah, but we gotta keep a low profile. These humans are oddly attached to their offspring, and we can't alert the Sailor Scouts.
Serena: So what did the doctor say, Amy?
Amy: Good news. The babies are going to be out in about a week.
Serena: Great! And how's Jordan?
Amy: Jordan's totally fine, but Jordan's mom is in bad shape. She got it all in the attack and has to stay a while. Problem is, her husband's out of the country on a business trip, so there's no one to take care of Jordan.
Serena: Aw...
Amy: They just moved here about a month ago, so they don't really know anybody to take careof him, and the nursery here is jammed with all the other kids, so they really need him out of here. Poor little guy has nowhere to go. My mom and I would take him, but she's taking off for a medical conference in Paris, France. I just wish I knew someone who could take care of him.
Darien: I'll take care of him.
Serena: Huh?
Darien: Tell the doctors it's taken care of.
Amy: But Darien, are you sure you want the responsibility? I mean, taking care of babies is really hard work. You've got to watch him every minute.
Serena: Oh, here you go. Got your binky.
Amy: You sure you know what you're getting into, taking him for a whole week? He could just cry all the time, you know? I'm sure he's not used to being away from his mother.
Serena: Here it is, sweetie.
Jordan: *thinking* Who's this goofball with the hair? Can't she see I'm hungry?
Serena: Oh, poor Jordan needs a hug. Probably scared from all these tubes. I'm gonna take him to our place.
Amy: Yes right. You and a nine-month-old. You couldn't even take care of your goldfish.
Serena: Aw...
Darien: We'll have a good time, won't we?
Serena: Huh?
Darien: Coo-cootchie cootchie coo.
Serena: Oh...
Darien: Hey, hey. You're a happy baby. Yes you are. You don't wanna cry anymore.
Jordan: *thinking* Stop with the dumb faces and change my diaper.
Serena: I bet I can make Jordan smile.
Jordan: *thinking* She IS a goofball.
Darien: Okay, Meatball Head. You can make tracks anytime.
Serena: Huh?
Darien: I'm the one who volunteered for this, so I don't want you to think you have to help. All right! We're flying!
Serena: *thinking* Oh, that's a relief. This babysitting business is major hard work.
Darien: Woo hoo!
Serena: *thinking* Wonder if Darien'll be in such a good mood after a three A.M. wake up call. Some day, I'll have my own happy family just like this... Huh? *talking* Oops. Ha ha ha. So Darien, where do you keep your comic books? I'll read him a story. Hmm. Woah, he sure changes moods fast.
Darien: Maybe it's 'cause he's hungry. I'll fix him a bottle.
Serena: Hey, let me do that. Dinner is served. Here you go. A nice, warm bottle. No way. Nothing makes this kid happy.
Darien: Um, maybe you got the bottle a little too hot.
Jordan: *thinking* Where's my mummy? These people are totally clueless, and now the big goofball's stealing my milk!
Serena: It's good. Wanna try some?
Darien: Well, guess he's not hungry.
Serena: Then what's wrong?! Has he got some kind of... disease? Maybe it's measles... or-or chicken pox or... or whooping cough or... or tropical flu. Oh...
Darien: Kill the hysterics and hand me a diaper, would ya? It was his diaper he was trying to tell us about.
Serena: Can't be. We just changed his diaper at the hospital.
Jordan: *thinking* So whaddya expect? I'm on a liquid diet.
Serena: Okay, there you go. Nice and dry. Oh, now what? I just gave you a brand new diaper with baby powder and everything.
Jordan: *thinking* Yeah, but now I'm hungry. You better not have polished off my whole dinner.
Serena: Oh, I wish babies could talk. I don't know what to believe in!
Darien: Maybe he's hungry, now that he's all dry. Here, pal.
Jordan: *thinking* Finally. This pair's a real brain trust.
Serena: I don't get it, Darien. This baby comes along, and you are sweet as peppermint. Then you see me, and you're Mister Sour Pickles.
Darien: Just trying to survive Hurricane Serena.
Serena: Oh, that's so funny. Ha ha ha ha. *thinking* First a meatball, and now a hurricane. It's not very flattering.
Darien: That's good milk, isn't it big guy? Keep that up, you'll grow big and strong. Milk is good for you, Jordan. Can you say 'milk' for me?
Jordan: *thinking* I'm not a trained seal.
Serena: Oh, and here I thought you had half a brain, Darien. He's not old enough to talk. He's gotta learn to stand up first.
Darien: Good, Jordan. Ooh, good. Now, walk to me. Oh yes...
Serena: Oh, here. Let's try again. There you go. Oh...
Darien: And you're not pushing him? Poor kid probably doesn't even know how to crawl, and you're making him walk to you. On second thought, maybe that's why he's staying put.
Serena: Hey! I'll bet my allowance for two weeks he walks before he talks! So there! Hmph.
Darien: Hmph. You're on, Meatball Head.
Jordan: *thinking* Weirdos.
Serena: OH! He is the most totally pompous, arrogant blowhard! I mean, who does he think he is?! And why did I ever THINK I liked him?! We have NOTHING in common! Nothing at all! I know he hates me. He just won't come right out and say it 'cause he doesn't wanna hurt my feelings like that. Oh, what am I gonna do?
Luna: All right. It's time to leave the sack, lazybones. Huh? Serena up before noon on a Sunday? Something must be terribly wrong.
Darien: You really didn't need to come, Meatball Head.
Serena: Now how are you supposed to push the stroller with your arms full?
Darien: Well, I just hope I bought enough to last 'til his mom's well.
Ann: There's Darien and Serena... and what are they doing with a baby stroller? He'd better be helping her babysit. That can't be his baby.
Mina: Aw, look at the cute little family. Aren't they adorable? You make such a nice couple.
Serena: I'll give ya a couple�of black eyes if you don't stop it, Mina. I'm just helping out!
Lita: Don't have a coronary, Serena. Actually, we think it's really nice of you to take care of Jordan while Mrs. Winston's in the hospital.
Mina: As long as you treat him better than your goldfish.
Serena: Ooh!
Amy: Hey Serena, Raye's going to be doing a fire reading up at the temple. She's trying to home in on this new Cardian. Meet us there, okay?
Serena: I'll be there.
Raye: I call upon you, great fire. Show us who this evil new Cardian is on the count of... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.
Amy: That's the one!
Serena: She put that weird spell on all those poor babies.
Raye: And she'll do it again. Seems like she's tuned in to baby energy. She's searching for more targets.
Amy: Is there any way we can stop her?
Raye: Not unless she appears again. Now that I've tuned in to her energy, I can keep an eye out for her, but we'll still have to be really careful.
Lita: Got you, Raye.
Mina: Aren't you in luck, Serena? You've got an excuse to be with Darien.
Serena: You know what? Since this Jordan came along, I've seen a whole side to Darien I never knew he had.
Lita: But last week you said he was a cold-hearted, stuck-up dork.
Serena: Hey! I'm the only one who gets to talk about him that way. Catch ya later.
Raye: Cardian's planning another attack. The Sailor Scouts are gonna have to be ready for her on a moment's notice.
Mina, Amy, & Lita: Right.
Darien: Hmm... Come in.
Ann: Hey, Darien. It's me. I heard you're on baby duty this week, and I thought I'd better see if you needed a hand with him. I'm really good with babies, you know? Hey you, stop that. Yeah, I know you don't like it, but you can't go messing up Darien's nice, clean apartment, so it's time to shut up already.
Jordan: *thinking* That's not a nice thing to say. Boy, you're a rude one.
Ann: I'm warning you.
Darien: Oh, I think he needs to be changed. Could you do it?
Ann: Of course, Darien. I was just about to do that. There. All dry, so stop whining. Oh, he's just the cutest little munchkin, don't you think, Darien? If you need anything else, I'll be glad to help. I love babies, and they love me. Okay, there.
Jordan: *thinking* What a phoney. Why can't he see through her?
Serena: Hi, Darien. Door was open. Wanna take Jordan to the park? Oh... Hey Ann, what's wrong?
Darien: Ann, wait. Don't go. Please, I don't want you to be mad.
Serena: You found someone else to help you with Jordan, haven't you? Fine. I'll take off. See ya 'round.
Darien: No, Serena. Don't you go, too.
Serena: What's going on?
Darien: Jordan threw up at her, and she got unglued.
Serena: What is she? Your girlfriend?
Darien: Of course not. Why made you think that?
Serena: You know, I don't care if she is. I've had it with the way you treat me! You can take care of Jordan by yourself! I'm outta here! LOOK!
Darien: Huh?
Serena: Oh...
Darien: He's standing up! Woah!
Serena: Oh... oh...
Darien: I don't believe it!
Serena: You owe me ten bucks, pal. Oh yes! Look at him! Ooh... We did it! He walked, Darien!
Amy: Hey, what's going on?
Darien: Huh?
Amy: I hope I'm not interrupting anything.
Serena: Amy, it was totally amazing! Jordan started to walk!
Darien: Halfway across the room!
Amy: Wow, how great!
Darien: Hey Jordan, why don't you show Amy how you can walk?
Serena: Yeah, do it again, little guy. Come on.
Amy: Serena, Sailor Scouts needed right away.
Serena: Huh?
Amy: Raye's got new readings. The Cardian's on the move.
Serena: Uh, sorry, Dar. We gotta book it. Ha ha.
Darien: What?
Serena: Big report due for biology tomorrow.
Amy: Bye, guys. Have fun.
Darien: Huh...
Jordan: Ba ba.
Skullcur: I want your energy.
Sailor Mars: Not this time, sister! Stop right there, Negaslug, or I'm gonna turn your sizzle into fizzle!
Sailor Jupiter: So don't give us any of your dribble!
Sailor Venus: VENUS CRESCENT BEAM SMASH!
Skullcur: Nobody stops me, Sailor wimps, so don't even bother trying.
Skullcur: Now your turn, Sailor failures.
Sailor Mars: We've gotta stop this energy vampire!
Sailor Jupiter: Hey, tell me about it!
Serena: MOON CRYSTAL POWER!
Amy: MERCURY POWER!
Skullcur: Butt out! Good! I'll zap your energy, too!
Sailor Moon: Mercury, can you move?
Sailor Mercury: No. She's zapping all my strength. We've got to do something or we're fried!
Sailor Moon & Sailor Mercury: Huh?
Moonlight Knight: How dare you attack the most innocent of humanity: these helpless babies! You'll pay for it, you evil parasite!
Sailor Moon: Moonlight Knight, you saved us!
Moonlight Knight: Had to, Sailor Moon. If you and the Sailor Scouts don't stop her, no baby anywhere will be safe.
Sailor Mercury: Hey, you baby snatcher, I don't know where you get off stealing these innocent kids, but it's stopping�right this instant! MERCURY ICE BUBBLES FREEZE!
Skullcur: AAH! She's f-f-f-f-freezing m-m-me!
Sailor Moon: Woah! Mercury, where did that come from? I know those weren't your usual Bubbles.
Sailor Mercury: I don't know. All of a sudden, I just felt this new power inside me. I guess 'cause I couldn't stand the thought of her getting away and zapping more babies.
Sailor Moon: Right, Sailor Mercury! We've gotta put this babynapper outta business! Woman, you're getting moondusted! MOON SCEPTER ELIMINATION!
Moonlight Knight: Excellent work, Sailor Scouts, but it sounds like you might have some diapers to change. Ahem. Uh, I'll leave it to you.
Sailor Moon: Typical guy, but a hunky one.
Serena: Oh, I'm sure glad Mrs. Winston's finally out of the hospital.
Mrs. Winston: Jordan, my little guy! It's your mummy. I can't tell you how much I appreciate you taking care of Jordan while I was sick. I hope he wasn't too much trouble.
Darien: He was great.
Serena: Yeah, but the poor little guy really missed his mummy. Now you be a good boy and let your mummy get some rest.
Darien: And I'll forgive you for not talking to me, Jordan, as long as you're still my very best buddy.
Serena: Bye bye, Jordan.
Jordan: Bye, Darien.
Darien: Hmm?!
Jordan: Meatball Head.
Serena: Huh?!
Jordan: Bye.
Serena: Unbelievable.
Darien: He said my name!
Serena & Darien: We're geniuses! We taught him how to walk and talk! All right!

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