Quints

Synopsis: Jamie Grover's parents are always around and not letting her have ANY space. She wishes for just a couple days without their constant attention. She gets her wish. Her mother has quintuplets. Being the first in their state, they become famous. Mother and Father get caught up in the fame and Jamie has to bring them back down to reality.
Genre: Comedy, Drama, Family
Director(s): Bill Corcoran
Production: Disney Channel Productions
  2 nominations.
 
IMDB:
5.8
TV-G
Year:
2000
83 min
378 Views


1

Quintuplets.

Pretty Cool, Huh?

In A Word...

That's A Lot Of Babies.

The Grover Family?

Wow.

I'm Jamie Grover,

Part Of The Grover Family.

What A Weird Coincidence.

Ok, So It's Not A Coincidence.

You See, This Is My Story.

And, Yeah,

It's One Of Those

Girl Finds Herself

Even Though She Didn't Know

She Was Lost Stories.

But I Promise You,

It's Not Gonna Be Lame,

And It's Not

Gonna Be Boring. Ok?

Oh, And For The Record,

I'm Not One Of The Quints.

I'm Their Older Sister.

And To Really Understand

My Story,

We Need To Go Back

To Last January,

Before My Brothers

And Sisters Arrived.

Sound Good?

Great.

You Know, We're Gonna

Get Along Just Fine.

Jamie:
That's My Dad,

Jim Grover.

And No, He's Not Doing

My Homework.

He's Doing His Own.

Dad's Taking Classes.

A College Degree Leads

To One More Promotion,

At Least In Dad's

Big Plan.

See, Dad Believes You Should

Always Try To Improve Yourself,

Never Rest

On What You've Got.

Unfortunately...

He's A Lousy Student.

Still, A Plan Is A Plan,

And Yes, Dad Always

Has A Plan.

Oh, And That's Mom,

Nancy Grover.

She Publishes

A Little Town Paper,

And, Well, There's No Nice

Way To Say This,

But She's A Tiny Bit

Scatterbrained.

But Still, We're Used To It.

Morning.

Mom AND DAD:

Morning.

Ah, We Meet Again.

Oh, Did You See

The Fridge, By The Way?

Shrine To Me.

Anyway, I Remember This Day.

And You Don't Need To See

What Happened Next

To Understand My Story,

So Let's Just Move On, Ok?

Now, Please. Now.

Fine. Let's Just

Show You Where I Live.

That's More Like It.

This Is My House.

And It Looks Like 90%

Of The Houses Here In Milford.

Oh, And For Those Of You

Who Aren't So Quick,

Milford Is My Home Town.

So Let's Take A Peek At It,

Shall We?

Here We Go.

That's Downtown.

You Got Your Bank,

Grocery Store,

A Couple Of Restaurants,

And The Ice-Cream Parlor.

But The One Thing

That Makes Milford Famous

Is Just A Block

To The East.

Ok, So That's

Not Really There.

Just Making Sure

You're With Me.

Next Stop...

Yep. School.

But Don't Worry.

This Isn't One

Of Those Scary Stories.

See? High School Is Great.

Now Come On Inside

With Me And My Best

Friends Zoe And Brad.

[School Bell Rings]

Come On!

My School Is Pretty Much

The Same As Most Schools.

Every Day Is Like

Going To The Circus.

Oh, There Goes

My Math Teacher.

I'm Telling You,

This Place Is Really Great.

Ok.

I Lied.

Hey, I Can Dream,

Can't I?

Anyway...The Truth Is,

My School's

Like Any Other School.

There Are No Circus Clowns

Or Acrobats Or--

Ooh, Hi, Jessica--

Or No--Ah, Eech--

Fire-Breathers.

Well, Unless You Count

The Gym Teacher, Mr. Brooks,

But That's

A Different Story.

Anyway, The Point Is,

I Have To Show You My School

Because I Have To Show You

Who I Was Back Then. Ok?

Here We Go.

[School Bell Rings]

All:
We Want As!

Ha Ha. Not Bad.

One B-Plus

And 2 A-Minuses.

I Hate You.

Maybe You Should Take

My Card, Jamie.

It's All As.

That's Sweet,

But I Don't Believe

You'd Fool Her Parents.

You Know The Name Thing,

Male Versus Female?

Not Gonna Work.

Good Point.

Hey, Mr. Blackmer, Ready

For Art Club Tomorrow?

Indeed. And I Have Been

Supremely Busy

Whipping Up A 4-Course

Italian Meal

To Go With The Slides

I'll Be Showing

Of The Italian Masters'

Paintings.

Say, Why Don't

You Two Join Us?

Ahh. No Can Do.

I Gotta Work On

My Science Fair Project.

Ahh, Young DA Vinci,

Huh?

Look, Everyone Has

Something That They

Love, Right?

And Science

Is Your Thing.

Anyway, Best Of Luck,

Jamie, Brad.

Oh, And, Zoe,

I Will See You

Tomorrow, Huh?

Come Hungry.

Don't Be A Dragola,

Jamie.

Science

Isn't Your Thing!

Come To Art Club!

Like I Have Time, Z.

We Grovers Have Turned

This Into Contest Year.

Contests Are My Thing.

Anyway,

It's Off To The Man

With The Plan.

Let Me Tell You

Something.

This Card--Eech--

Is Not Part

Of The Plan.

See You Later.

Both:
See You.

The Plan,

In Case You Were Wondering,

Was For Me, Jamie Grover,

To Attend G.W. Next Fall.

G.W...Also Known

As George Washington

Science Magnet School.

Starting To See

The Picture?

I Felt Pressure

From My Folks,

Pressure From Myself,

Even Pressure

From The Dog.

Ok, We Don't Have A Dog,

But I Think You Get The Point.

The Bottom Line--

I'm An Only Child Who Hates

To Let Her Parents Down,

And That's Exactly

What I Was Doing.

[Sighs]

Oh, Hey, Dad.

Oh, Hey, Honey.

Ah...

Ok, My Beauty,

Here We Go.

Well...Ha.

The Important Thing

Is That You're Trying.

Yeah.

Come Into My Office

A Sec.

Ok.

I Like What You've

Done With The Place.

Yes, Thank You.

I Like To Call

This Style

Everything But

The Kitchen Sink.

Kitchen Sinks

Are In Aisle 12.

Aw, Honey, Once

I Get My Degree,

I'm Gonna Have

A Much Better Office.

Don't Worry.

I'm Gonna Get

Into College.

Yes, I Know.

Yes, You Are.

You're Gonna Be

The First Grover

To Do So.

But, You Know,

You Gotta Start

With These Baby Steps.

90% Of The Kids

Who Go To George

Washington Science

Magnet Go On To College!

It's A Lot More

Than At Your School.

I'm Working On It.

I Know The Plan.

Ok, Ok. I Know

You Know The Plan.

You're Very Smart.

Back In Those Days,

This Was My Life.

Only Child.

Do What The Folks Ask.

At Least Visiting Mom

Was A Whole Different

Experience Than Seeing Dad.

Better Or Worse...

You Be The Judge.

Oh! Oh,

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