Wishbone (1995) s01e22 Episode Script

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What's the story, Wishbone?
What's this your dreaming of?
Such big imagination
on such a little pop.
What's the story, Wishbone?
Do you think it's worth a look?
It kind of seems familiar.
Like a story from a
book. Shake a leg now, Wishbone.
Let's wag another tale.
Sniffing out adventure with Wishbone
on the trail. Come on, Wishbone.
What's the story, Wishbone?
Watch the story, Wishbone?
What's the story? Wishbone?
Joe?
Come on, Joe, it doesn't take
10 minutes to brush your teeth.
Coming down.
Why don't we look nice?
You weren't wearing that at breakfast?
Yeah, well, I like this better.
Oh.
Ha, I wear the same outfit every day.
and still look terrific.
Are you trying to impress someone?
Come on, we'll be late.
What about the homework?
Oh, did you remember your homework?
Yes.
How about my food bowl?
And I filled Wishbone's
food and water bowls.
Great.
Then you're cleared for takeoff.
See you later, boy.
Bye, Wishbone.
So long, everybody.
Goodbye!
It is so hectic getting the
family off in the morning.
Maybe I'll chew on the old
rubber newspaper for a while.
Let's see.
Where did I hide that thing?
I know it's a answer somewhere.
Maybe I put it in the chair.
Let's see.
Ellen makes such a
mess with these papers.
Didn't put it in the chair.
Where is that thing?
Maybe behind these books.
Ooh.
Here's a collection of Edgar Allen,
Poe's writings. He wrote a
great story about a search
for a lost object. Maybe
I can pick up some tips.
Hmm. Ooh. No. No. No.
Hmm. Ah. This story is
titled The Perloined
letter, or in everyday
canines speak, the stolen
letter. American author
Poe wrote it, and it
was published in 1845.
The setting is Paris France in
the mid-1830s. Ho's detective,
C. August Dupin was solving
crimes with logical thinking
nearly 50 years before Sherlock
Holmes arrived in libraries.
Dupin had made a name for himself by
solving the murders of the Rue Morg, and
the chief of Paris police now sought
Dupin's help in solving a perplexing case.
Dupin. The chief inspector
is here to see you.
Ah, bonsois, chief inspector.
To what do we owe the unexpected
pleasure of your company?
Monsieur Dupin.
I've come to seek your advice about
a case which seems excessively odd.
Odd?
It's
It's just that the affair is so
simple, yet it baffles us altogether.
It's also a matter of extreme
delicacy, requiring the utmost secrecy.
Hmm. Continue.
It seems the Queen
recently received a letter.
which she did not want
the king to know about.
Your Majesty, Eve, I could have a moment.
Yes, Chancellor. Please come in.
Good afternoon, my dear.
Hello, darling.
Your Highness.
Chancellor.
What have you for?
me. Affairs of state for
your consideration, Majesty.
Oh, just the thing I need to be.
The Chancellor noticed the
flustered condition of the Queen and
recognized the handwriting and seal
on the letter resting next to her.
And other correspondence.
While the King was occupied,
the Chancellor craftily
served, the Chancellor was
occupied, the Chancellor
stole her letter before her very eyes.
She could hardly say
anything for fear of calling
the letter's contents
to the king's attention.
I needn't tell you how
important this case is to me.
A scandal of this proportion
could be devastating.
I presume that the
Chancellor is blackmailing
the Queen for his personal
and political gain.
Precisely. The letter must be recovered
before its existence is known.
The Queen has engaged me and my
secret police to recover it. For months,
we've been conducting
secret searches of the
Chancellor's home
whenever he's away, each
time returning everything
to its proper place.
This is a floor plan of the Chancellor's
apartments. Our search
has been quite thorough.
As you can see, we
divided the Chancellor's
apartments into square
sectors, then systematically
searched each one with
a fine-toothed comb.
The English had fallen back over a hill.
And the French thought
they had retreated.
Then the French cavalry attacked.
So Wellington formed his infantry
into squares, forcing Napoleon's
cavalry to divide their thrust
and lose that part of the battle.
Oh, I get it.
Here, you can keep that.
Thanks.
Uh, Miss Malloy, there's a list of supplies
on the back of it. Do you need this?
Oh, no, that's old. I hate to waste
paper, so I always try to use both sides.
What'd you give you?
What do you mean?
Paper in your hand?
Oh, it's just a list of supply.
Oh, I mean, Waterloo. That'll sketch.
Okay, everyone. Okay,
everyone. Okay. Now we're
going to continue our study
of Napoleon at Waterloo.
So I want you to take a few minutes
to review pages 38 through 42.
Ah. Glad you could join us, Curie.
Curtis. That's another tardy.
Better late than never.
Hey, Talbot.
Earth the Talbot.
They were Prussians coming
to Wellington's aid.
The Prussians were commanded by
Gretchen Malloy.
Excellent.
Beautiful. Awesome.
Cool.
the enforcement to protect his
right flank from the Prussians.
As a battle continued, he had to divide
and the forces to fight off the Prussians.
Finally, around 7 p.m.,
Napoleon took his best shot,
sending his personal guard
on a diagonal attack.
against the center of Willis Force.
Once I get my hands in that paper,
I'll make you famous, Talbot.
And on June 18, 1815, Napoleon
went down in final defeat.
Nope. Nope. No. No. No. No. No. Uh-uh.
Oh, Bill for dog food.
Nope. That's not it.
No. Not here either. I've looked
everywhere in this room, just as
the chief inspector did when he
searched the Chancellor's apartment.
It seems hopeless, Dupin.
Hmm. Tell me more about your searches
at the Chancellor's apartment.
They've gone on for months.
We've probed his furniture and
bedclothes with long needles.
Lifted the floorboards.
Inspected the floorboards. Inspector.
every page of every book,
including the binding.
And inspected furniture
joints under magnification.
In case he hollowed out
a chair leg or bedpost,
we've even measured desk
drawers for hidden compartments.
Never has an inspection been so thorough.
And you've found?
Nothing.
Perhaps the Chancellor carries
the letter on his person.
Out of the question.
He's been waylaid twice by
my men posing as thieves.
I've watched from a distance
as he was rigorously searched.
He does not carry the letter with him.
Then where could it be?
A good question.
Hmm.
Before you leave, Chief
Inspector, I would like
a description of the
letter, inside and out.
The Chancellor, no
doubt, keeps it close by.
Perhaps you might search his home.
again.
The letter must be there.
Somewhere.
Paper's probably still somewhere
around Ms. Malloy's desk.
I've got to find it.
Detention.
Come on, Miss Malloy,
I didn't take anything.
I was just looking for
some study notes I left.
in my desk drawers?
Oh, howdy, sir?
Hi.
Just copying an assignment here.
Trying for some extra credit.
Uh-huh.
The trash.
Why didn't I think about it before?
Come on.
It's got to be in you somewhere.
Oh.
Hi, Joe. Is there something wrong?
Oh, no. No. Nothing's wrong.
I just lost my homework.
Oh, there seems to be an
epidemic of that going around.
Really?
Well, at least you didn't
tell me your dog ate it.
Real cool, Joe.
I have torn this room
apart, and still no toy.
Where could it be?
Oh! Hey, that was
Oh! Here it is. It was right under
my nose. Right under my nose.
Right under my nose.
Hide from me, will you?
Well, come on, take that, you!
Joe! You're home! You're safe!
Let's eat.
Wishbone. What were you doing all day?
Actually? Nothing.
Oh, man.
Now I'm going to have to clean
everything up before Mom gets home.
So I looked all over Miss Mall's room,
and I still couldn't find the paper.
What am I doing talking to a dog?
Actually, a dog's a dog's acute sense
of hearing is only surpassed by his
his skills as a listener.
Maybe Curtis does have the paper.
Hmm, maybe.
Who's Curtis?
Joe should be home from
school any time now.
I wonder if he found the paw
- loined paper he lost yesterday.
He could learn a thing or two from the way
Auguste Dupin found his missing letter.
DuPin, I'm at my witton.
I'm at my wit.
It's end.
I take it you haven't located the
purloined letter yet, Chief Inspector.
No.
And the Queen has offered
so generous a reward for
its return that I'd pay
50,000 francs of my own
money to the person who could produce it.
Fifty thousand francs, you say.
Then write the check, my friend.
To whom?
Why?
To me, of course.
Excuse me.
I believe, Chief Inspector, that
you've been looking for this.
This is the Queen's Letter.
This is the Queen's Letter.
This is the Queen's Letter.
Excuse me.
I have business in the Royal Quarters.
You recovered the Queen's
purloined letter, but how?
Through simple use of logic,
while searching the Chancellor's
home, the police reasoned all
men would choose an out-of-of-the
- way hole or secret hiding place,
as a dog would hide a bone.
But the Chancellor is also a poet,
and therefore a creative thinker.
Precisely.
So he left the letter where
no one would look for it.
Out in the open, right under their noses.
I tested the theory on the pretense
of a social visit to the Chancellor.
Monsieur Dupin!
What a pleasant surprise!
May I take your hat?
Ah, no, thank you.
Please, be seated.
Would you care for some tea?
Yes, thank you.
I'm pleased you decided to call, Dupin.
I've been so starved for
intellectual conversation.
The level of dialogue in
the court these days has
I scanned the room and quickly
noticed a cheap card rack,
holding a soiled, crumpled
letter stuffed in the top slot.
Its edges were dog-eared, and the
letter was torn nearly through.
Sugar?
Yes, please.
And I simply must know
how you divine a solution.
It was addressed to the Chancellor
in a small handwriting, and bored,
his large black seal very conspicuously.
I knew it immediately to
be the letter we sought.
It had merely been turned inside out,
carefully disguised, and
left out in full view.
The perfect fool who
solved his grind for him.
The test is tomorrow,
and I want to be ready.
And where's that sketch of
water loom as well I gave you?
I don't know. It's around here somewhere.
I had this problem myself just yesterday.
Okay.
Now, where did you see it last?
Wishbone, sneaked in, makes the deal!
Ninks around to the inside
and hands off the Joe!
He moves to the open! He's in the
clear! I'm open! I'm open! I'm open!
Hello?
Didn't think so.
I'm surprised you're at home.
Want to know where I am?
No, not really.
I'm right around the corner
for Miss Molloy's room.
As soon as I get out of
detention, she heads home.
I'm gonna find your
sissy little crossword.
School might have a
new wallpaper tomorrow.
You get my drift.
Snooze you lose, Talbush.
See you tomorrow, chump.
He doesn't have it yet.
Maybe that's it.
Right behind ya, pal.
Uh, Joe, wait!
Waterloo Man!
We've come to.
We've come to seek out new
classrooms, to boldly good.
where no dog has gone before.
Okay, Wishbone.
Do your thing.
You got it, mister!
On a secret!
On a secret mission,
creating a diversion behind enemy lines.
There's the target.
Attack!
What a!
Hey, you're not supposed to be in here.
Come here.
Come here.
Somebody stop.
Help! Man, janitor, on the loose!
Somebody stopped that rascal!
Come here, dog!
Come here, dog!
Come here, dog!
Get, hey, get there.
Somewhere out in the open.
Under our noses.
I'm tired of
Going up.
Hey, if you're not getting
away from me, little feller.
Get
I'm tired of chasing you.
Like this.
It might look different.
Looster!
Looster!
Hey, somebody help me get this dog.
Where'd he go?
Hey!
Hellie!
Down here!
I'm not going to tell you again.
I'm not going to tell you again.
Go ahead.
Round dog!
Grab in dog!
Come here, dog.
Here later.
Roan to the left.
A row on to the right.
A wishbone!
Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight!
Go!
Wishbone!
One
dog! on
the building! Wildwood!
to be a building. That looks different.
Right?
I'm right here.
Get back.
Up here.
Adaboy!
Now you're getting into the spirit!
Excuse me, fellas.
Miss Maloy uses both sides of the paper.
Miss Maloie uses both sides of the paper.
So much for being logical.
You'll
Come here!
Hi, I was wondering if you wouldn't
mind helping out a cute little
dog who's about to be in a lot
of trouble in about ten seconds.
Come on, Whistbone.
Oh, thank you.
A world of crue circles.
You're a little whippers
never getting back over here.
I'm gonna get back over here.
I'm gonna get you.
All right, let's see you like this.
Ah.
Mission accomplished for Commando Dog.
Thanks for the lift.
Now, on to the rendezvous point.
in total disarray.
Hey, Talbot.
Guess what?
Too late.
I've got it.
Where? Right here.
Would you be talking about this?
Oh, man.
You got lucky this time.
Tell me. How'd you find it?
DuPin?
How did you get the letter
out of the Chancellor's home?
Hmm.
It'd have had me killed
if I'd run out with it.
Therefore, I devised a
plan to remove the letter
without the chancellor's
knowing it was gone.
I memorized the letter's
appearance and location.
And returned the next day, saying I'd
forgotten some personal item the day before.
It's good to see you
again so soon, Dupan.
I would like to resume
our conversation about
What's that?
Some rabble in the street, no doubt?
What there's some lunatic down
there? He's waving a pistol around.
I paid a man to cause a
disturbance in the street.
While the chancellor watched the chaos
below, I quickly snatched
the Queen's letter.
Oh, will no one stop him!
Then I replaced it with one I'd
made to look exactly like it.
At least on the outside, that is.
Congratulations.
Congratulations, Dupant.
Amazing use of logic.
But you know, the next
time I'll be the one
to solve the puzzle and claim the reward.
We'll see, Claude.
We'll see. But for now,
the quiz is safe from
any further blackmail.
And in a position to make
the Chancellor pay dearly.
I looked everywhere for that note,
and all I got was a week of detention.
You just have to know
what you're looking for.
Like what?
Sometimes the hardest things to
find are right under your nose.
So?
So I looked for the paper
in an obvious place.
Out in the open.
I was about to go.
give up when I noticed
a crease in the extra
credit sheet. That meant
it was folded at one time.
Then I remembered that Miss Malloy said
she writes on both sides of her paper.
So I knew it had probably
been used for something else.
And as Inspector Dupin would say,
voila! The doodles were discovered!
Molloy's going to nail you for
taking that off the bulletin board.
I traced the duplicate and
put it in this one's place.
Excellent use of
deductive reasoning, Joe.
Pretty fast thinking.
Talbot. But, better watch
your back next time.
You better watch your back, buster.
Joe, shouldn't you be at home
studying for tomorrow's Napoleon quiz?
Got my waterloo sketch right here.
Well, that's a good start. And after
watching your dog get in action,
I think you should let
him help you study.
Thank you. I did pass obedience
school with flying colors.
Oh, and by the way, Joe,
I'm glad you think I'm cool.
But, uh, excellent.
to spell with two ls.
Have you got a second help
me get this out to my car?
Sure. Here, let me take that.
There you are, you little troublemaker.
Whoops! That's my cue.
Excuse me, I am out of here!
Come back here! Come here, you.
Get back over here!
Come here!
It's school your aerobics!
Come on the rest of the class!
Come here, you.
Come here, you.
Come here, Doc.
Come here, good.
Nice.
Woo!
Come here, get
Thank you, Oakdale!
Get over!
Good night!
Ugh.
Ugh.
Edgar Allan Poe's mystery,
The Perloined Letter,
is a great story to read
and a great story to watch.
To make our version of
the Perloined letter,
our writer had to first tell the
story with words in a script.
Then we used the script to tell
the story visually on film.
The person who makes this a story
you can see is the director.
We want to tell a story
with words, but we
also need to tell that
story with pictures.
And the director's job
is to take that story
and translate it into
a series of pictures.
To complete this job, the
director has to decide where
to place the camera and
the actors in each scene.
The director takes the
script and breaks each scene
down into a series of shots,
and then he plans out,
how to get each one of
those shots with the camera.
Our director turned an exciting story on
paper into an exciting story on screen.
Check out mystery stories like the
Perlowe and letter at your local library.
You can sniff out
Wishbone books and other
great things to read
at your local library.
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What? You say you want
something to do? Well, try this.
Gather up your humans, put them in the car,
and high tail it to your local library.
Ha ha! There's something for
the whole family at the library.
Adventure, comedy,
mystery. So high tail it
to your local library.
It's a family thing.
Only if you want a book on the
top shelf, bring someone tall.
Gonna get some assistance here.