Arthur (1996) s01e12 Episode Script

1
Every day when you're
walking down the street ♪
Everybody that you meet
has an original point of view. ♪
( laughs )
And I say hey! ♪
Hey!
What a wonderful kind of day ♪
If we could learn
to work and play ♪
And get along
with each other ♪
You got to listen
to your heart ♪
Listen to the beat ♪
Listen to the rhythm,
the rhythm of the street ♪
Open up your eyes,
open up your ears ♪
Get together and make things
better by working together ♪
It's a simple message
and it comes from the heart ♪
Believe in yourself ♪
For that's the place
to start ♪
And I say hey! ♪
Hey!
What a wonderful kind of day ♪
If we could learn
to work and play ♪
And get along
with each other. ♪
Hey!
What a wonderful kind of day ♪
Hey! What a wonderful
kind of day. ♪
Hey!
ARTHUR:
Hey, D.W.
Hey!
Whoa!
( crash )
Hmm there's nothing
to this writing business.
I'm writing a story for class
that everybody's going to like.
Astounding! Stupendous!
Tremendous!
This is the best thing
I have ever read
and I've read plenty.
Absolutely, positively,
indisputably fantastic!
PRINCIPAL:
Hmm
Mm
Hmm! Mm-hmm.
You're right, Ratburn.
The boy is a born writer!
Let me call my publisher friend.
Hey! There's nothing
written on that
I thought you were
writing a story.
How can I with
you bothering me?
"Once upon a time"
No, no, that's no good.
No, that wouldn't be right.
Everybody's definitely
going to like it.
But first I have to write it.
( croaking and barking )
Wait! Come back!
For your homework
do these
problems
and memorize 60
spelling words
and 30
history dates.
For tonight's homework,
find two words that rhyme.
Tomorrow you'll be quizzed
on everything.
Tomorrow we'll put your rhymes
together in a song.
STUDENT:
Mrs. Fink
what if we can only find
one word that rhymes?
RATBURN:
Arthur?
Have you copied
the problems already?
And for
Friday
everyone write a story.
It can be true or
from your imagination.
Should we have
it published
by a book company?
Not necessary, Muffy.
Write it out, then
we'll read them in class.
( school bell rings )
FRANCINE:
I don't know
what to write
for a story.
Me, neither.
I like being told what to do
not thinking
so much.
"Spring, thing."
My homework's
all done!
What rhymes
with "orange"?
My problem is I have
so many good story ideas.
Like what,
Francine?
A princess who has to
give her baby to a troll
if she can't guess its name.
Francine, isn't
that a story already?
I don't think so.
Is it "Rumpelstiltskin"?
No, it's "Big Wilma."
I have lots
of better ideas, too.
What about you?
I only need one idea.
I know what I'll write about.
I'll make it
the best story in class.
D.W., please stop reading
over my shoulder.
It's annoying because
I know you can't read.
Draw some pictures
so I can
follow along.
Mom!
D.W.'s bothering me
while I'm doing
my homework!
I'm just interested, that's all.
I'm writing the story
of how I got Pal.
( barks )
That's no story.
It's a weird thing
that happened.
It'll be the best
story of all.
I always wanted a dog
but I had to prove
I was responsible
so I started
Arthur's Pet Business.
I thought I lost
Mrs. Wood's nasty dog
Hi, Mrs. Wood.
Guess what.
Arthur lost your dog.
What? Perky?
My poor,
helpless baby
is out in the world
alone and unprotected?
I feel sorry
for the world.
ARTHUR:
Hey, everybody,
come here!
Over here!
Perky had puppies!
Oh
And I got to keep
a puppy.
That is such
a boring story, Arthur.
You really think so?
Does it have to be
real life?
Because your life
is so dull.
I don't want to be the only kid
whose story is boring.
If it were about
how you got an elephant
now, that would be
a good story.
D.W.:
Mrs. Wood!
Arthur lost your pet!
What? Perky?
My poor, helpless little baby
is out in the world
alone and unprotected?
Look, she
had puppies
Elephant puppies!
"I got to keep a baby elephant
and named him Pal."
What do you think?
Uh, I guess it's okay.
( sighs )
What can I do?
I want
to write this
but I want
everybody
to like it.
My story is science fiction.
The best stories take place
in outer space.
Hmm
( mooing )
D.W.:
Mrs. Wood!
Arthur lost
your pet!
What? Perky?
my poor helpless little
baby is out in the world
alone and unprotected?
There's Perky!
And she had puppies!
Elephant puppies!
BRAIN:
Arthur, that's
scientifically inaccurate.
An elephant weighs
less on the moon
but it won't float
to the ceiling.
You don't
like it?
FROG ( croaking ):
rrrr-rotten.
I want everybody to like it.
What would make it
interesting to you?
A good story needs
solid research, like mine
on similarities
between modern amphibians
and dinosaurs
of the Mesozoic era.
( growling )
You can find everything
you need at the library.
Hi, Arthur.
Hi, Francine.
What are all those books for?
I want my story to be
interesting, so I'm researching.
"I love my pet five-toed mammal
of the genera Loxodonia."
Your pet what?
Elephant!
Arthur, you can barely
say those words.
Who will
understand it?
It's too
technical.
What should I do?
It's due by Friday.
I don't know.
You better work
harder on it.
( groans )
"I was on the moon"
No, a new galaxy
Tramflaz-- yeah!
Hello, Arthur.
"I had a pet business
on Tramflaz
where elephants are blue
and corn is purple."
( clears throat )
Sorry, sir, I was thinking
about blue elephants.
Why didn't I become
a tree surgeon
like mother wanted?
Maybe orange elephants
are better
or plaid!
Did you put
your clothes away?
What?
Oh yeah, Mom.
Invisible
elephants?
Too obvious
Are the kids wearing
chilled clothing nowadays?
What is he
thinking?
This is the story
of how I got
my pet striped elephant
from space
The end.
You didn't
like it?
Where was the love story?
It needs a love story.
Yeah.
Yeah!
Yeah!
( noisy kiss )
Kiss me, you fool!
I can't do it!
ALL:
Shh!
( screams )
( hiccuping ):
Everybody's story is going
to be better than mine.
That's probably
not true, Arthur.
What do you think?
I think you need
another soda.
Last year a kid wrote
a country song for her story
and got an a-plus.
Really?
And that kid was me!
Mr. Ratburn said
I should have it recorded.
It was
that good.
You got an A-plus?
Hmm
( burps )
Now this little boy
can go home and enjoy ♪
His own personal
striped elephant ♪
Yee-haw!
And you will all see ♪
How happy he will be ♪
Here on Planet Shmelafin! ♪
The end!
Very good!
Really? It was
originally "Tramflaz"
but that didn't
rhyme with
"elephant."
Did you
like it?
It was confusing
but you did it,
so I loved it.
It was confusing?
Well, just a little, tiny bit.
Don't worry
what I think, honey.
You should write it
however you want.
I don't know.
I just want everybody
to like it.
All the kids at school
like Bionic Bunny.
Now this little boy
can go home and enjoy ♪
His own personal
striped elephant ♪
And you will see
how happy he will be ♪
Here on Planet Shmelafin! ♪
Dah-dah. ♪
Did this really happen?
Well sort of.
It started out as the story
of how I got my dog.
It did?
Yeah, but I thought
it'd be boring.
I'd like to hear it.
Don't worry about what
people want to hear.
Tell it the way
it means the
most to you.
( clears throat )
( animals croak, chirp
and squeal )
ARTHUR:
Pretty soon
I had too many pets!
( screaming )
And worst of all was Perky.
The day Perky was supposed
to go home, she disappeared.
Has anybody seen Perky?
Perky! Perky!
Come here, Perky.
But then
Wow!
I got to keep
one of the puppies
and that's my dog, Pal.
( kids cheering )
We thought that was
a very good story.
For telling a story well
with a beginning, middle
and end, you deserve a sticker.
I'll put it here
because the story
isn't on paper
but I expect you to write
that story down and hand it in.
Yes, sir.
Hey, Arthur,
did that really happen?
Yeah.
Cool!
KIDS:
And now
To write a good story,
you have to
Start thinking about a story
you want to write.
I take time to think.
You have to concentrate
and think a lot.
You can write anything you want
and on any subject.
The steps to writing a story
are, um
Take time to think about ideas.
Write and illustrate.
Edit.
And publish.
I'm typing up my story
on the computer.
Name.
We finished
the first sentence.
I did do capitals!
That's capital.
"'My Family,' written and
illustrated by Catherine Dore.
"I'm Catherine Dore
and this is my family
"my mom, dad, me
and fluffy, my cat.
"There is one thing about Fluffy
that really ticks me off.
"When I'm in bed, she gets
on the foot of the bed
"and pounces on my toes.
"Man, that hurts.
"This is my father,
Randolph Dore.
"This is my mother,
Charlene Dore.
"She calls herself
the Queen of the Universe.
"I don't think she is.
"That's my family
in the present.
"Here's what my family will be
like in the future.
"I'll live in a cozy apartment
in New York
"with my daughter, son
and husband.
I will be a famous author."
And now
D.W.:
Look at
his eyes, Arthur.
This is not
a smart dog.
Any dog who does
all the tricks Pal can do
is very smart.
I don't think so.
Roll over.
( Pal barks )
Roll over, Pal.
( whines )
See, Arthur,
your dog is dopey.
He doesn't understand
anything.
( pants )
( barks )
He doesn't even know
how to get a treat.
He'd starve if
he had to be smart
to get food.
Here, watch this.
Pal, sit up.
See? Nothing.
( giggles )
He's just not
as smart as you, D.W.
I've tried for days
and he never
does one trick.
( burps )
( barks )
Hi.
ARTHUR:
On downtown day in Elwood City
all the streets are blocked off
for a special celebration.
VENDOR:
Guess how many pickles.
Win valuable cheese.
Free Elwood
City Day jokes!
I'll take a joke, sir.
What do you get
when you cross
peanut butter
and an elephant?
An elephant that sticks
to the roof of your mouth.
( gong bangs )
( toy trumpets )
Free giveaways!
Free giveaways!
( crowd shouting happily )
Sample pencils.
( crowd boos )
They have the name
of the bank on them.
Anybody?
Nobody wants a pencil.
VENDOR:
Free balloons!
Free balloons!
( coos )
( Kate begins to cry )
( crying continues )
DAD:
What's wrong,
Kate?
You want your pacifier?
No, Dad, she wants
her bunny.
I know what
she wants--
a bite of pizza.
See?
( both gasp )
( barks )
Pal, sit.
( giggles )
Hey, I've got it.
Let me have that, D.W.
Hey, Kate,
ever seen this?
( air whistles squeakily
out of balloon )
( squeaking gets louder )
( crying )
Buster, that noise
is bothering Kate.
( balloon sputters )
Well, it's not
a diaper-related problem.
What is it,
Kate?
Oh, she wants Arthur
to push her.
I can't--
I'm trying to hold Pal.
Pal, sit.
He's trying to get away
from Kate's crying.
I can hold
Pal's leash.
I don't think so, D.W.
Mom, I'm
old enough
to hold the
leash, right?
Arthur, let D.W.
take Pal
and you push
Kate, please.
She must
be hungry.
Why don't
we have lunch?
Maybe she's sitting
on a bee.
If I was sitting on a bee,
I'd cry.
( Kate continues wailing )
What did you
do, D.W.?
I didn't do anything.
Your goofy dog escaped.
Pal! Pal!
Come on, Buster,
we have to find Pal.
Wait--
let's get
a table in the restaurant
so you'll know
where to find us.
Just get
a new dog.
Look at that
dog's eyes.
He looks
intelligent.
He'd never
get lost.
Yuck!
Eww!
Arthur, we'll sit
at that table
while you look for Pal.
Come on, buster!
Pal! Pal!
MAN:
Attention! A dog has been found.
He may be claimed
at Town Hall's lost and found.
Town Hall!
( barks )
( sneezes )
Go away, pooch.
I'm allergic to dogs.
( sneezes repeatedly;
Pal growls and barks )
This way, kids
away from
the dog.
( sneezes )
( barks )
Can you get him
out of here?
( growls and whines )
You found a dog?
Yes.
Here he is.
Blah!
Blah!
Hey, do you think
maybe Pal ran away
because he doesn't
like me anymore?
Let's start a full-
scale investigation.
You take this side
of the street;
I'll take that side.
( Kate continues crying )
( suddenly stops crying )
( starts crying again )
Katie, Katie,
what's wrong?
( carousel music plays )
Hey, any of you seen this dog?
I told you,
I haven't seen any dog.
Can I look in
your bag, ma'am?
Pal? Pal?
I brought that dog
to the lost and found.
Thanks!
That looks
like Arthur's dog.
Is that you, Pal?
( both gasp )
What a rude little dog!
Arthur
Hi-- I can't talk.
I just saw your dog.
He ran past
the cinema.
He was so rude.
He was totally out of control.
How rude!
It's easy
to see where
the dog gets it.
We'll help find him.
We will?
( Kate crying )
There's Arthur!
Arthur, we've got
to get Kate home.
She might be sick.
But, Dad,
we haven't found Pal.
We can't go now.
Let's take care of Kate.
Then Dad can drive you back
to search.
We'll make some
"lost dog" signs, too.
This is your fault, D.W.
I knew you couldn't
hold the leash.
Pal!
Pal, you found me!
( barks )
Pal?
He ran away from me.
What did I do wrong?
( Kate's crying continues )
He hates me.
I told you
I didn't let him go.
He was escaping
from you.
( scoldingly ):
D.W.
( sneezes slowly and loudly )
Get away.
( sneezes )
My balloons!
Get off me.
( sneezes )
( barks, yipes and whines )
CLOWN:
You stupid dog!
Come back with my balloons!
It's Pal-- quick!
Pal, let go!
( growling )
Why won't he let go?
( whimpers )
I got him!
( cheering )
Huh?
I told you he was a rude dog.
Why make signs if he doesn't
want to come home?
If that's what he wants,
I want him to be happy.
( scratching )
Well, look who's here.
Did the dogcatcher
bring you home?
Pal!
( Kate crying )
ARTHUR:
Come here, dog.
( giggles )
Your dog almost
jumped on the baby.
Take him out.
He likes me again.
How did you get Kate
to stop crying?
I don't know.
I guess we'll
never know what
was bothering her.
( whimpers )
What a wonderful
kind of day ♪
If we could learn
to work and play ♪
And get along
with each other ♪
You got to listen
to your heart ♪
Listen to the beat ♪
Listen to the rhythm,
the rhythm of the street ♪
It's a simple message
and it comes from the heart ♪
Believe in yourself ♪
For that's the place
to start ♪
And I say hey! ♪
Hey! What a wonderful
kind of day ♪
If we could learn
to work and play ♪
And get along
with each other ♪
Hey! What a wonderful
kind of day! ♪
Hey! ♪