Wishbone (1995) s01e37 Episode Script

What's the story, Wishbone?
What's this your dreamin' of?
Such big imagination
on such a little pub.
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.
Sniffing out adventure
with Wishbone on the trail.
Come on Wishphone.
What's the story, Wishbone?
Watch the story, Wishbone.
Watch the story, Wishbone?
Watch the story, Wishbone?
Watch the story, wish phone?
Watch the story, Wishbone?
Watch the story, Wishbone.
Hey, come on, come on!
Hey, take it easy, Wishbone!
Take it easy! We're in the library!
Just look at all these
books! All these stories!
Did you find it?
Hi, Mom!
Oh, hi, Joe! Hi, guys!
What brings you here?
A leash, Ellen! How'd you get here?
We're doing a report
on the history of Rock
and Roll for music
class. What's going on?
Well
Look
Hey, that's you!
Cool.
It's in the latest library monthly.
We didn't even know it was in here.
What's it about?
Oh, it's about the reference
catalog I've been computerizing,
and a lot of libraries
want to use it, so I'm
A star.
Well
That's great, Mom.
Thanks.
Uh Joe, you know dogs
aren't allowed in the library?
Mm-hmm.
And they wonder why so few of us read.
It's supposed to rain, Mom.
I had to bring them in.
All right. Just keep him in control.
Why don't you go over to the
music section. I'll be here.
there to help you in just a minute.
Thanks, ma.
Okay.
Thanks, Mrs. Talbot.
Can I have your autograph?
Come on, David.
Oh,
Wow.
here.
flowers. Wow. The
language of birds. Cool!
How to photograph a mold. Ugh.
Nothing over there.
Can you look over here?
No, we'll have to wait till
my mom helps us find it.
Yeah. She has any time for
us now that she's a big star.
May I help you get find something? You
look like you're searching for something.
Well, we're doing a report on
the history of rock and roll.
Well
You've come to the right place.
Here you are.
22 books.
Make sure you read a book or two
about blues and country music.
Every history has its history, too.
Thanks, Mr.
Newton.
I'm Mr. Newtson, a reference librarian.
He seemed pretty nice.
Oh yeah.
In a nice, creepy kind of way.
But that's weird.
He can't be.
be the reference librarian?
Why not?
He seemed to know exactly
where the books were.
Yeah, but there's only one
reference librarian here.
That's my mom.
Well, where'd he go?
I don't know. Let's go find him.
Okay.
Hello?
How could that be?
He just disappeared.
Wow!
The library's haunted!
By a nice old man who reads a lot.
It could be like
The Phantom of the Opera.
By guest.
Stone La Rue, published in 1911.
It all takes place at the Grand
Opera House in Paris in the 1870s.
The Phantom, or Ghost,
was a big opera fan.
For years, the opera management
knew about the opera ghost,
and they kept him happy by
paying him a monthly salary
and always reserving
box number five for him.
But when a new manager
took over the theater,
he didn't believe the old ghost stories,
so he stopped paying the money, and he
sold seats in the ghost's private box.
As you can imagine, those people
who believed in the phantom
knew it was just a matter of
time before he took his revenge.
And that dashingly handsome young man is
none other than the
Viscount Raoul de Cheney.
My goodness!
Brother, who is that?
That, dear brother, is Christine Dyer.
A new singer with the company.
Beware, she speaks to no
one and keeps to herself.
No problem.
I hate all the chit-chat stuff anyway.
Oh, great Carlot.
Something's wrong here.
Something's wrong here.
Good heavens!
Are you sure he said his
name was Mr. Knutzen?
Yes, Mom, that's what he said.
Well, that's just not possible.
Why not?
Well, Mr. Ezra Knutzen was
the reference librarian
at the Oakdale Library
over ten years ago.
He's the man who invented the cataloging
system I was telling you about.
The one you're putting on the computer.
That's the one. That's
his system updated.
Maybe he stopped by to congratulate you.
Yeah, now it's famous and all.
No, he retired years ago,
and then he moved to Florida.
So he's back for a visit?
Why do you keep saying
that it couldn't be him?
Yeah, give us one good reason.
Joe, Ezra Knutzen is dead.
That's a good reason.
His wife sent a letter to the
library a couple of weeks ago.
I even sent her a card myself.
So who was the man in the library?
Well, someone must have
been playing a trick on you.
And one of Mr. Nudsen's index
volumes was missing today, too.
Must be some kind of a practical joke.
Mom, he seemed pretty serious.
Ah, here it is.
Okay, kids, have a look
at the real Mr. Knutson.
Mom, that's him.
Are you sure?
Well, that can't be.
Hello?
Maybe it was his
Ghost.
Come on, there's gotta be some
logical explanation for all of this.
Hmm, he's not alive, but too.
Today he was very helpful.
Oh, yeah, that's reasonable.
Okay, I'll be right there.
That was to the library.
They said something strange happened,
and they want me to
come over immediately.
Let's go.
Uh, hey, Wishbow, want to come along?
Okay, sure.
There's a mystery to investigate.
And I'm the dog to do it!
Ha ha!
Ha ha!
If there was one mystery
that the young Vicarot Dishani
was excited to investigate,
it was the mystery
of the beautiful new
singer, Christine D'Eye.
He just had to see her up
close, which is what brought
him to her dressing room
the very next evening.
Miss Dye?
Ah, she's practicing. That's good.
No, no, breathe again.
She's even got a music teacher.
That's so nice.
Excellent.
You are as talented as you are beautiful.
My dear, dear Christine.
He's in love with her.
That's so terrible.
Um, hello.
Yoohoo!
Sorry to interrupt.
Monsieur, what is the meaning of this?
Wait, you're alone?
I could have sworn there
was someone else here.
Someone else?
No, monsieur, just me.
Do I know you?
Um, I don't think so
now that you mention it.
Uh, that's scarf. Where did you get it?
I've had it since I was a child.
Why?
And did you ever lose it
when you were a little girl?
Once. I lost it at the
beach in the waves, but
little boy
Ran into the waves and
And saved my scarf.
Yes!
It's you, Raoul.
I always dreamed that we'd meet again.
Me too. You look great.
Taller, but great!
I can't believe it's you.
Believe it.
Come on. Give us a hug.
No, we mustn't.
What? Why mustn't me?
Oh, Raoul.
Dear Raoul, I must confess.
Yes, my music teacher is none
other than the opera ghost.
The phantom?
Yes. Oh, I wish you were not so
jealous, but he is, monsieur.
Very, very jealous.
And that is why we must
not see each other again.
What?
Please, monsieur. It is the only way.
I do this for your safety. Please, go.
But I
If you truly love me, go!
Go!
This isn't the end of us, Christine.
Marion said I'd see it
right away, whatever it is.
Oh, no.
Well, what's wrong?
Remember I told you that volume one
of the index was missing this morning?
Well, now volume two is gone.
That's Mr. Nudsen's index, right?
That's right?
And I haven't even put volumes
4, 5, and 6 on the computer yet.
I'm glad Marion called.
Mom, I don't think that's
why she called you.
What do you mean?
Look.
Give back what you have stolen.
Abandoned the project now.
Who could have done this?
Well, you know it wasn't a dog.
We're not allowed in here.
Well, whoever it is,
they'll be coming back.
Well, how do you know?
I mean, why didn't they
steal all those books?
That would stop your problem.
Well, they probably couldn't
carry them all at once.
So they'll be back.
Well, whoever it is, they must
have a key to the library.
Or else, Marion would have seen them
leaving the front door with the book.
Unless they don't use doors.
Oh, David, stop!
Well, you know, I'm not going to let
myself be intimidated by this person.
What are you going to do?
Well, I guess I'll have Marion watch
my desk for the rest of the day,
and then
When the library closes, I'll
guard the books all night.
I'll stay here with you.
Me too. And me.
Count me in. I love slumber parties.
Who's bringing the snacks?
Well, that's really nice
of you, kids, but
Mom, we're not going to
leave you here all alone.
Well, I guess I can use
all the help I can get.
Night vision binoculars, check.
Fingerprinting kit,
check. Flashlight, check.
Wow. Look at all this stuff.
Wanda, did you bring a can opener?
I really appreciate you coming down
to look after it's Officer Krola.
Uh, yeah. Me, anytime, ma
'am. It's part of the job.
And what's this funny thing here for?
Oh, that's a portable motion detector.
Wow.
If we set up a couple of these
babies all around the perimeter,
we'll know the minute
that someone shows up.
Oh, plus, it's set to blink.
No siren. See, that way,
He won't know that we know.
That's great.
I gotta get me some of these.
Oh, hey.
Well, uh, here's the
magazine I ordered them from.
Home, Detective Monthly.
Take it.
You mean it? Thanks.
Sure, sure. I got a whole stack of them.
How are you guys holding up?
Okay, Mom. We just locked the doors.
Thanks.
But if it's really a ghost, it won't
matter whether the door's locked or not.
David.
Okay, in just a second,
most of the lights
will turn out automatically,
so be prepared.
He's here.
He found the fuse box.
How diabolically clever!
That's the automatic lighting
system. It happens every night.
Yeah, of course.
Of course.
Now, look, everybody,
just stay put, stay down.
All right?
Buddy. We're just going
to have to weigh this out.
Why are you whispering?
I mean, come on.
This is fun!
Lots of company, lots of books!
Only it worked for that awful
feeling that we're being lunched.
I want to you for my stature.
Christine, that was beautiful.
Raoul, thank you, but
it was only a rehearsal.
You're too kind.
But I told you that we're
not to see each other.
You must leave.
Eric might be.
watching.
Eric, you mean the Phantom?
Raoul, I'm afraid of him.
I'm afraid of what he might do
to you if he sees us together.
Christine, come away with me,
and we'll leave Paris forever.
You can sing somewhere else,
and we'll always be together.
What do you say?
Oh, Raoul, I don't know what to say.
How about yes?
Yes, I'll come with you.
Allow me to sing here one more.
time and we'll leave after
tonight's performance.
But tell no one.
Eric must not learn of this.
Oh, sure, the ghost.
Okay, my lips are sealed.
I'll see you tonight.
My love.
Just look at her.
She's so perfect.
Are you sure you know what
you're doing, brother?
Of course I do.
Nothing could possibly go wrong.
Did I say nothing?
Nothing?
She's gone!
Christine!
Wait, a trap door.
The phantom must have taken her!
Christine!
I'm coming!
What time is it?
Uh, it's almost midnight.
You know, I'm beginning to
think our guest isn't coming.
And I'd like to get the kids home, so
What was that?
That is what we call a noise.
It's coming for over there.
Someone's coming inside.
Everybody get down.
I'm down.
Quiet. I'm quiet.
This is it.
Here we are. About to come face to face.
with the mysterious stranger.
Christine!
Christine!
Christine, I'm coming!
What's that music?
Sounds like it's coming from there.
Christine, my love!
Come, Christine! Let's leave this place!
Welcome by Count de Chaliy.
It is so wonderful of you to stop by.
However, Mademoiselle, Daya
and I would prefer to be alone.
Be gone.
I don't think that's what
the lady wants at all.
Is it Christine?
I warn you, come no closer.
Oh, Ron!
No closer, huh?
And just what do you aim to do about it?
Phantom!
Okay, okay, that's good, not bad.
Now can we try that over again from
the part where you say, come no closer?
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.
Uh-oh.
Christine is mine.
And we will be married.
And you, my friend, you will die.
You will die.
But before you do, look once
upon the true horror of
the phantom of the opera.
Yeah.
All right, don't move a
muscle. We got you covered.
You heard it, buddy. Freeze. Don't
move. I mean it's not a muscle.
It's all right, Wanda. He's not moving.
What?
Oh, okay.
Ezra Knutzen? The kids were right.
How come people are
always supposed to be?
when kids and dogs are right?
Your wife wrote us that you died.
I wrote that letter, so
you wouldn't suspect me.
Why were you stealing your own books?
Because of this.
Hold it right there.
I assure you, Officer,
it's just a magazine.
See?
Do you have any idea what it feels like
to see your life's work
credited to someone else?
I spent ten years
is making this index.
And there's not one single mention
of me in this article, not one.
So, I came here to reclaim my books.
I'm sure the judge would be happy
to hear that, pal. Let's go.
No, wait. Mr. Knudson, I
didn't write that article.
And I don't know how the author
could have overlooked you.
But come over to the computer
and look at my program.
Please.
Please.
Okay, just have a seat.
Right here?
Mm-hmm.
Just my computer.
Mm.
All right, just type in index,
and then press enter, and
you'll get to my program.
Your program.
Welcome to Newt's Index,
a computerized reference index
based on the index system of Ezra Newton.
You gave me credit.
I'm one of your biggest fans.
I thought everyone had
forgotten me and my work.
Thank you. I'm sorry I created such a
disturbance. It was most inappropriate.
Oh, that's all right. I
understand why he felt cheated.
Now, did you just enter the data?
Or did you take advantage
of the advanced cross
- referencing that these
machines are capable of?
Well, I provided for searches by
subject, region, and reference type.
How about date?
I never even thought of that.
That's such a great idea.
So, am I going to arrest them?
I don't think so.
I can just add an extra class
Well, that's just great.
It's amazing how much better
you can make someone feel
just by showing them that you understand.
Not a very pretty sight, am I?
Well, no.
And all I ever asked for
was my usual private box,
a little money so I could
continue to write my operas.
And would anyone grant me that?
No!
And now you must all look upon me
and fear me.
And you will fear me.
And obey me, my bride.
Now what do you have to say to that?
Oh, you poor man.
Poor, poor, Eric.
It must be terrible for you.
I'm so sorry.
I have never felt a kiss before.
Not even for my own mother.
I was born this way.
No one has ever shown me such concern.
You're a good man, Eric.
And a wonderful music teacher.
And how do I repay such kindness?
Oh, please, for kids.
I do.
Oh, of course I do.
Ah, time for a group hug, everybody.
Of course, it might be a little
easier if I weren't in this cage.
Then be a little easier
if I weren't in this cage.
Just promise that you'll
come and visit your poor.
Eric, once again.
We will.
Of course we will.
Goodbye, Eric.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
That was wonderful.
Oh, thank you.
Thank you, Ellen. And thank you, Joe.
You've been wonderful hosts.
It was our pleasure.
But I must be returning to my wife before
she accidentally gets word of my death.
Well, I'm so glad I had
the chance to meet you.
And I'm glad you're not a ghost.
Yes.
Well, Mom, for a ghost, Mr.
Nukeson's a pretty nice guy.
Yeah, I'm glad we have
that mystery solved.
What happened in the rest of the roast?
Wishbone!
Uh, don't look at me. This
dining room must be haunted.
Hmm. Ellen. How about a minute?
I don't know.