Wishbone (1995) s01e25 Episode Script

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What's the story, Wishbone?
What's this your dreaming of?
Such big imagination
on such a little part.
What's the story, Wishbone?
Do you think it's worth a look?
It kind of seems familiar
like a story from me.
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?
What's the story, Wishbone?
What's the story, Wishbone?
What's the story, Wishbone?
What's the story Wishbone?
Hmm?
Beachbone.
Okay, I'll go.
I wonder what the food's gonna be like.
Um, excuse me, can someone tell
me what the menu is for Saturday?
Hello?
Hi.
There's Joe. I'll just ask him.
Hey, Wishbone.
Got a food question for you, pal.
Uh-oh.
Hey, squirt.
Don't give me any ideas, DeMont.
You and your little gang going
to the dance on Saturday?
Why do you care, DeMont?
Oh, I want to know where to set
up the, uh, Loser's Only section.
You gotta know how to
write to make a sign, pal.
What do you mean losers only?
Well, you're not going
with anyone, are you?
Well, we're going together.
That's what I thought.
All the cool people have dates.
You're cool?
Of course, when you dress like that?
What can you expect?
Hey, DeMont, bake fast!
Ooh!
Keep your dog off me!
Oh, didn't you know that paw
print pants are the latest bad?
I'm such a trunciter.
Oh, don't go away mad, Demand.
Just go away.
The secret word for today is snack time.
DeMont just wants to sew off.
Forget about him.
Hey, let's talk about
this in the kitchen!
What's wrong with how we dress?
He thinks that his friends
are the only cool people.
Yeah, mean old DeMont.
Let's have a snack and forget about it.
How are we gonna have any fun
at the dance with him around?
All those people staring at you.
Ooh, it makes me nervous.
Yeah, I mean, everybody
just stands around.
People get so weird.
You guys have got to calm down.
We won't be weird.
Or we could talk about
the party and eat later.
Hmm.
Speaking of a party,
I wonder if Joe got that
menu I was looking for.
Being nervous about parties
happens to a lot of people.
Read Jane Austen.
Back in 1813, she wrote a juicy,
meaty book about people and parties.
Pride and Prejudice.
In a small English town,
one of my favorite characters,
Elizabeth Bennett, and her
sister, are invited to the ball.
Elizabeth, what about these
flowers for the bud vase?
Oh, they're beautiful!
We'd better go in.
Oh.
Very good. Come along.
These two are comfortable anywhere.
Girls! Oh my goodness! Oh my goodness!
Oh my goodness!
Girls!
Come gather round. I have wonderful news.
What is it, Mama?
A young man from London
has rented Netherfield.
Neverfield? He must be ever so rich.
Indeed. And we are all invited to a ball.
I dare say he will marry one of you.
Oh, Mama, for shame.
Oh, quiet, Lizzie. Jane, you
must wear your new dress.
How we dress will not matter
in the light of how we behave.
Oh, Lizzie, whatever do you mean?
Oh.
Mr. Bingley and his snobby
sister rented a huge house.
And they had a huge party
to meet the neighbors.
Mr. Bingley, this is my eldest, Jane.
And these are my other girls.
I welcome you all.
Punch.
This is my sister, Miss Bingley.
And my good friend.
And my good friend, Mr. Darcy. Darcy.
Darcy.
Mr. Bingley's rich and
incredibly handsome friend,
Mr. Darcy, is nervous at parties.
So nervous, he seems rude.
Meeting all of these new
people gives me a headache.
Jane has, without exception,
the sweetest temper I have ever met.
Would you care to dance, Miss Bennett?
I would be armed.
Mr. Bingley.
What's a lovely dress.
I have one very like it in London.
Three or four seasons again.
Um, hello again.
Mr. Darcy, would you be a darling
and escort me to the Punchbow?
Yes, of course. Excuse us, Miss Becker.
Uh, Bennett. Sorry.
How very rude.
Oh, these country balls are
horrid, nothing like London.
Absolutely.
Come, Darcy, I must have you dance.
Ingley, you know I don't
like dancing with strangers.
Besides, I'm a London man.
I'm not interested in country girls.
You are too fastidious.
I've never met so many.
I've never met so many.
many pleasant girls in all my life.
Well, that's true.
Miss Bennett is very pretty.
What about her sister, Miss Elizabeth?
She's delightful and very clever.
And why should I dance with
her when nobody else will?
I certainly do not need to
beg him to be my partner.
Mom, I think I need new shoes.
What? We just bought those a month ago.
Well, these hurt my feet.
Come here, let me see.
Up here.
They seem to fit all right.
Well, these would fit a lot better.
Joe, if you need new shoes, fine.
But these are way too expensive.
Well, you could take
it out of my allowance.
Your allowance?
How will you buy my two toys?
Or my bite-size mini fun bones?
That's not the point.
honey.
But nobody wears this
kind of shoe anymore.
Besides, this has the part
Joe, Joe.
You don't have to have expensive
clothes to make people like you.
I don't even have clothes.
And think how popular I am.
Okay, library! Here we come!
Hey, let's make it a contest.
Last one to the Benchester rub
my tummy anytime I want forever!
Never!
Sam!
What do you think of these shoes?
They're fine, Joe.
But listen, I heard from Robin's Frantia
that DeMont found out that
David's going to the dance with
Amanda.
No way!
I'm tired of this dance.
Nobody wants to play anymore.
Well, that's what I heard.
Would you hear?
About you and Amanda?
What do you mean?
Did you ask Amanda to the dance?
No!
Who said that?
Everyone.
Well, I heard that you
asked Nathaniel Boba Lesky.
What?
Uh-oh, it's getting ugly.
That's what rumors usually do.
Caroline Bingley thought the
Bennets weren't good enough,
and she wanted Mr. Darcy all for herself.
So, she spread rumors about
Mr. Darcy and Elizabeth.
I have heard on good
authority, Mr. Darcy,
that you have developed a preference
for Miss Elizabeth Bennett.
Well, that's a perfect.
Impossible. I hardly know her.
Well, I must order my dresses.
Pray tell when is the wedding to me?
Look, she's nice, but I can't
marry a poor girl, so, you know.
Enough already?
Hmm. Married.
Elizabeth and I.
That's crazy.
Isn't it?
Meanwhile, Elizabeth was
so mad at Mr. Darcy's
rudeness that she became
prejudiced against him.
Then
she met George Wickham.
I believe you are
acquainted with Mr. Darcy.
As much as I ever wish to be.
Oh, what I could say.
Darcy's behavior towards
myself has been scandalous.
Whatever do you mean?
His dear father was my godfather.
He loved father.
me meant to provide
for me after his death.
Darcy ignored my inheritance.
He cheated me.
Good heavens.
But how can this be?
Darcy claimed that I did not deserve it.
He thought I was extravagant.
Now I am poor.
This news is shocking.
It has to be made public.
Not by me.
I've never told anyone.
You've had to be.
I had him long enough, Lizzie.
When Darcy and Elizabeth
meet at the next ball,
neither one knows what to believe.
Darcy, I insist you dance with us.
Bingley, you know, I've
got four left feet.
Oh, all right.
Miss Eliza, I hear that you've
been talking with George Wickham.
I would take care if I were you.
The poor are great liars, you know.
I know that money does
not buy good character.
It is a lovely.
Don't you agree?
Yes, quite.
It is your turn to speak, Mr. Darcy.
I talk to the dance,
and you ought to make some kind of
remark about the size of the room.
Or the number of couples.
Your sister will dance with
just about anybody, huh?
I guess you prefer to criticize everyone.
I have heard all about you.
Well, you don't believe
everything you hear.
You hear.
I can't believe you, David.
Joe, this is getting out of hand.
I thought you were my friends.
Sam.
What about you? You were
spreading rumors about me to Joe.
David? I was just
telling him what I heard.
Right. Without asking me first?
Guys, come on.
Oh, like I need your mission to talk?
Well, obviously no one
can stop you from talking.
So why don't you get a radio
station and tell the whole world!
Hey!
Hey!
Time out!
Hello!
Guys!
Guys!
They're barking louder than I am.
I like that one.
That's a good color.
This one smells funny.
These clothes are lame.
Well, how about one of these?
Lame.
Well, relax. You still have
two days before the party.
Boy, you can just feel the
tension in here, can't you?
Why don't you tell me what
happened this afternoon?
Mom.
You wouldn't believe it.
I'd never seen Sam and
David so mad before.
They were just screaming at each other.
Ooh! Think how I feel.
My ears are still ringing.
Oh, that sounds pretty bad.
What do you think we should do?
I don't know.
I'm mad, too.
Thanks to them, what's the
point of going to the dance?
I agree.
Let's skip it.
Hey, who wants to play sock?
Well, you know, if you
let this go on too long,
it's just going to be harder to fix.
Yeah, I just don't want to choose sides.
It's like our whole friendship
is caught in the middle.
Boy, oh boy, you said a mouth full, pal.
You know, being caught
in the middle is what
happened to Bingley and
Jane in Pride and Prejudice.
Miss Bennett has such happy, easy
manners, don't you think, Caroline?
She smiles too much.
And what of her mother and sisters?
They have no.
No, fortune.
That does not make her
one jot less agreeable.
Bingley, as unagreable as it may be,
it's time to give you the facts of life.
We are rich society people.
True enough.
The Bennets are not.
If you like Miss Bennett,
we have a problem.
She just, well, won't fit in our world.
But she is so agreeable.
I know.
Actually, I, Miss Elizabeth's not bad.
I heard her say the funniest
thing just the other day.
Well, since we agreed, the
Binnets are entirely unsuitable,
I suggest that we return to London
before things go any further.
She's right.
If I stay any longer,
I might fall in love.
Jane!
Jane, come to me at once.
Mama?
What has happened?
Treadful news.
Mr. Bingley and all his guests
have gone back to London.
When will they return?
Perhaps never.
Oh, Jane, how could Mr. Bingley leave?
I know you would have
got him if you could.
My only consolation is that
you may die of a broken heart.
Then he will be sorry.
He loves you.
I'm sure of it.
This has to be the work of
Miss Bingley and Mr. Darcy.
Ooh, I got it, I got it.
Um, boy, sometimes I
really wish I had thumbs.
Amanda, Netanyo, wait up.
Now we'll get to the bottom of
these rumors and back to normal.
Do you two have dates
for the social tomorrow?
No, and I especially didn't ask David.
I don't know who started that.
Excuse me, what's wrong with David?
I heard that Samantha really wanted the
date, but that she couldn't get one.
Then Sam
didn't ask you?
No, I heard that you asked her out.
What?
I don't know who to believe.
So Nathaniel thinks I'm desperate?
Not exactly.
That was just what he heard.
Well, that's stupid.
Yeah, I mean, we were all going together.
But if you really want a
date, I'll go with you.
Oh, so you think I'm desperate too?
Look, Joe, I don't want a date.
Okay?
I'd take that as a no.
Yep, a definite no.
So much for turning to help.
That communication thing is still
not working quite right, Joe.
It happens all the time.
Mr. Darcy met Elizabeth
again when she visited
friends at Huntsford in the countryside.
After spending more time together,
Elizabeth thought she liked him.
Just a little bit.
Darcy knew he should come clean
about breaking up Jane and Bingley,
but he never got around to it.
Instead, he fell in love.
I got it. No, I don't.
I'll say it. No, I won't.
I'll do it. No, I can't.
You were asked to speak
with me, Mr. Darcy?
Um, yes, if you don't mind.
As you wish.
Uh, Miss, Elizabeth.
It must be said.
I've struggled in vain.
You must allow me to tell you how
ardently I admire and love you.
I don't know what I
I
I know, I know.
It's ridiculous for me.
Me, a Darcy, to love you,
who have no fortune at all.
Oh, but I do, I do.
Marry me.
In this situation, I believe it
is customary in polite society
to express my obligation to you
for the honor of your proposal.
Kind of makes you feel like
Cinderella, doesn't it?
You don't have to
If I could feel gratitude,
I would now thank you.
But I cannot.
Pardon?
I have never desired your good opinion.
I can only hope that my inferiority will
assist you in recovering from my refusal.
Good day, Mr. Darcy.
Wait, no, it just came out wrong.
Oh, great.
Elizabeth, please, let me explain.
Even had I loved you, do
you think I could accept
the man who has ruined
the happiness of Jane,
my most beloved sister?
Um, I can explain about that, too.
You thought even Jane
was not good enough.
You cannot deny that you
are the reason, Mr. Bingley,
Well, technically, but
Your true, cruel character was
revealed to me by Mr. Wickham.
Wickham!
That Tomcat! You don't believe his story!
I believed you to be a gentleman.
That was my mistake.
I beg you to leave.
Oh boy.
Elizabeth, please, if I can
just have a few minutes.
I know I sound really rude and arrogant,
but I'm really just the nicest guy.
Is this the part where you
shut the door in my face?
Yes.
Yes, it is.
I am most seriously confused.
I am most seriously confused.
Oh, so I see you're taking her side.
No, I wasn't.
I was just coming over to check.
No, I just wanted to
Forget it.
Wait, Sam, wait.
David, wait up!
I give up.
Tonight's gonna be the
beach party antisocial.
Hmm.
I couldn't have said it better myself.
So, are we having fun yet?
This has got to end.
Come here.
Come here.
Come here.
Look, I'm tired of this fight.
Well, who started it?
Are you saying I did?
Guys, you're acting crazy.
You're letting those
stupid rumors break us up.
You tell them, Joe.
You're both wrong and
too proud to admit it.
Now on the count of three, I
want you both to apologize, okay?
Wait, what about you?
What did I do?
You forgot to tuck me in last night.
I don't know, but you did something.
Let's all.
I'll apologize.
Okay.
One, two, three.
Sorry.
Ah!
I accept!
Mr. Darcy apologized, too.
To make his wrongs right.
He brought Bingley back to C.J.
Elizabeth found out that
George Wickham was a big liar,
especially about Mr. Darcy.
She apologized and realized
that Darcy was pretty nice.
Elizabeth, I've never
told anybody this before,
but I love digging around in the dirt.
How's that?
Thank you.
What you did for Jane
makes me very happy.
Oh, but when I think of
Jane makes me very happy.
Oh, but when I think of it.
how I insulted you.
We will not quarrel for
the greater share of blame.
Both of us have behaved improperly, and we
have both, I hope, improved in civility.
I would be honored if you would
give me your hand in marriage.
Miss Elizabeth?
Yes, Mr. Darcy.
Do you believe that we could learn
more about each other in the future?
Yes.
Yes.
I believe we could.
Lizzie, Mr. Bingley and
I are to be married.
How wonderful!
Congratulations, old boy.
Mr. Bingley has proposed.
This is so exciting.
Everyone's getting kisses.
Except,
Me.
Hey, Joe, listen to this.
Yeah, we figured it all out.
What do you mean?
All the rumors?
Okay, go back to one source.
DeMont Jones.
DeMont?
Oh, really.
Whispone!
I've missed out on a lot of
snack time because of you, pal.
Whishbone!
Whisk bones, sit?
You're lucky I got all A's
in obedience school, buddy.
Stay.
Keep your dog away from me.
Sorry, Munt.
No problem.
Where's your date?
Yeah, Mr. Krul.
What was her name?
She couldn't make it.
She had a cold.
And I didn't want to get sick.
That's too bad.
Yeah.
Well, have a good time.
Great shirt.
Thanks.
I think your shirt's on backwards.
I think your shirt's on backwards.
I don't know.
Did you know that your
shirt's on inside out?
Yeah! Everybody on the floor!
She's liable to go off again!
Oh, that is gross.
You're disgusting.
Ew, it came out of her nose!
Ah, great. I've got
pink fur. This is nice.
And so our saga ends.
What have we learned?
Never judge a book by its cover.
Don't worry about how
other people see you.
Get the facts straight
from the horse's mouth.
Yeah, like horses are so great.
Anyway, why ask me?
I'm just a dog.
Lots of action in Jane Austen's
book, Pride and Prejudice,
takes place
on the dance floor.
If you had two left paws back
then, you were in big trouble,
because they did some
pretty fancy footwork.
Five, six, seven, eight, one, two.
A choreographer is the person
who plans out the dances
and then teaches them to the dancers.
It's a job that requires
familiarity with music and rhythm,
as well as movement and style.
A choreographer also needs
to be a good communicator.
Make sure when you get down here,
you turn right under the arm.
Okay.
And do you go?
This one looked like so much fun.
I had to try it myself.
Hey, I don't mean to make
the other dancers look bad,
but it's not my fault
they've only got two feet.
See you on the dance floor!
Keep in step with me and Jane Austen.
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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 ha!
There's something for the
whole family at the library.
Adventure, comedy, mystery.
So hi-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!