The Innovation Committee skit
[ An office: Arnold is over by the window with Binoculars, PLANK
< with a smartypants tone: >
"See? I see."
PLANK
< Looking straight at him >
...That's CIC, pronounced "kick." Like, "...In The Butt."
Tyra? Are you, ah, able to join us?
TYRA
< Continuing to talk on the phone >
...all right, listen Helen, there's like some kind of meeting going on here or something. I'll see you at Fantasy Island after, and we'll figure out how to deal with him.
PLANK
So, listen up, we're here to..."brainstorm," to come up with some 'new ideas' or something so the meatheads out there don't screw everything up again.
As you know, the company had a little problem recently...
< all roll eyes recalling horror >
...and they got rid of them, but management still seems to feel like "communication" is some kind of issue, and, < looks at sheet of paper... > "motivation," < snorts derisively, looks around > -- an' I know you're all motivated -- by your paycheck, am
I right?
< forced laughter all around >
But anyway, that's why we're having this meeting. At least for another,
like, 15 minutes.
< TYRA starts a new call on her cellphone >
First, I just want to say that I'm glad to see such a healthy turnout...
ARNOLD
We were told to be here.
PLANK
...and I know you're going to enjoy it, too, because the
people who appreciate our company's < finger-quotes > New Attitude will
be the ones who are still around next year.
ARNOLD
Rah!
< twirls finger sarcastically. Leans back to window with binoc's >
PLANK
Okay, who's going to take notes?
< TYRA, still on phone, stares him down.>
Arnold, take the notes.
ARNOLD
I can't!
PLANK
Why not?
ARNOLD
I've got to watch my parking space.
TYRA
But you don't have a car.
ARNOLD
That's why I have to keep such a close eye on it.
PLANK
Just forget about it and sit down!
< ARNOLD sits. TYRA hangs up phone >
So I'm gonna lay out a few ground rules, and I want you to listen up -- I'm only going through this once, y'understand?
ARNOLD
Wait, wait, slow down.
PLANK
Now what's the problem?
ARNOLD
Well, you told me to write everything down.
PLANK
But why is this taking so long?
ARNOLD
I'm dotting the i's and crossing the t's.
PLANK
< Sighs heavily. >
All right. So, where were we? Oh, yeah, ground rules.
First of all, no stupid ideas, all right? But let your, y'know, 'creativity' flow here, and let's come up with something that'll save us a least a few million.
ARNOLD
What's the punishment for bad ideas?
TYRA
Oh, my, Gott.
PLANK
Oh for cryin' out loud... well, lemme look.
< Refers to pamphlet they must have given him in his "There are no bad ideas in a brainstorm." Well, that's just about the dumbest thing I ever heard. But, I guess you can have a couple bad ideas, according to this.
ARNOLD
But at least punish them for the third one!
PLANK
Look, just don't have any bad ideas, alright? Any more, I mean.
Okay, so who's got a smart, no "b.s.", moneymaking idea
for the business?
< stony silence. >
C'mon, we're suppposed to be coming up with new ideas here.
TYRA
We want to be around next year -- which is pretty pathetic reflection of our self-images, if you ask me.
PLANK
Well, we didn't ask you.
TYRA
Yes, you did, you specifically asked if we had any ideas.
PLANK
Good ideas.
TYRA
Good!
PLANK
< This stumps the boss. >
All right, I guess we're all in agreeement on that. < to ARNOLD: >
Any ideas, yet, genius?
ARNOLD
Weren't there supposed to be donuts for this meeting? I talked to Cathy, and she said she's only coming because there's going to be donuts, except she didn't come.
< smirks conspiratorially to himself >
TYRA
Maybe she knows something that you don't.
PLANK
Listen, can we get on with this, please?
< Looks at watch sternly >
I need to hear some ideas, here, good bottom line stuff, and I need 'em fast.
TYRA
Can I get immunity for one?
PLANK
Oh, all right!
TYRA
"I thought we could institute a...
PLANK
That'll never work!
TYRA
But you said I had immunity! And I didn't even say my idea yet.
PLANK
Oh, all right, then, go on. I just knew what you were going to say --
from the previous million times you've suggested it.
TYRA
< clears her throat >
I move that we institute a "Boss for the Day" program. Each employee who has received a better than 95% rating in their last performance review...
< Boss starts shuffling through his folder >
...would have the opportunity to serve in the capacity of Management for one day, or more if they are shown to be doing a really superlative job.
PLANK
And which, uh, management position were you considering taking over, for that, uh, day?
TYRA
Well, who is the most important, powerful, influential member of our management team?
Guess whooo.
PLANK
That, will never, work.
Okay, so how're we doing? Anybody else have any great, increase-our-sales-200% kind of ideas?
< silence. >
Alright, any good ideas?
< silence. >
Any ideas at all?
TYRA
I move we let the staff come up with the ideas.
ARNOLD
Then they can come before our Committee and present their ideas for our
condemnation! Or even approval.
< giggles again >
PLANK
Done! We'll let them come up with the ideas. An excellent idea, ahh, if rather obvious; I was waiting to see if you were going to get that far.
< meeting dissolves as TYRA's cell rings again, she flees for bathroom,
ARNOLD
My space!
< Arnold grabs a phone >
Hello, Security!?
PLANK
Okay, we've come up with some real breakthrough thinking
here. I move we adjourn this meeting, all in favor?
< slams his notebook closed and exits >
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