Wishbone (1995) s02e05 Episode Script

What's the story, Wishbone?
What's this you're dreaming of such
big imagination on such a little part?
What's the story, Wishbone?
Do you think it's worth a look?
Kind of seems familiar
like a story from our book.
Shake a leg now.
Wishbone, let's wag another day.
Slipping out adventure
with Wishbone on the trip.
Come on, Wishbone.
What's the story, Wishbone?
What's the story Wishbone?
What's the story?
Wishbone?
What's the story?
What's the story?
Wishbone?
What's the story we're from?
Sam, can you get that?
Tell him, I'm not home.
Pepper Pizza Parlor, how may I help you?
We're up until nine. You're welcome.
No, what's that?
What's that?
Thanks, Dan.
Hey, Wishbow.
Fetch the mail, boy.
What?
Ah.
Oh, sure.
Tend a cute little dog to do a man's job.
Here you go.
Good job.
You know, I have a bone
to pick with people.
They have the wrong idea about fetching.
Today on training your human,
lesson number five, fetching.
Never ever, ever, ever ask a dog to
fetch what you can fetch yourself.
There she is.
Yes, Sam.
Sarah.
Johnson.
Do you think she's going to the dance
with anyone after the game tonight?
Why don't you ask her, Joe?
Me?
Sure.
Captain of the basketball team
with the captain of the track team.
Yeah, right.
She's way out of my league.
Sarah, Johnson, Joe, think about it.
Yeah, and after we win the district
trophy, you can put it in the trophy case,
right next to her medal
for the 100-yard dash.
I wouldn't know what to say to her.
You guys are hopeless.
There's only one way to
get two people together.
Just be yourself.
Or get the loyal dog
to fetch her for you.
So, you are going to the dance tonight?
Yeah.
Well, you are gonna go with me, right?
No, I'm gonna go alone. Sorry. Thanks.
No one can resist the
poor injured dog routine.
She'll check out my dog
tags, see I belong to Joe.
Take him as poor injured dog, and
then he can ask her to the dance.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Hi, my name is Wishbone, and
my owner is Joe, and I
Hey! Hey! Hey!
Do you have any problems
picking up my uncle's gear?
Your uncle said he needed an extension
cord for the mixing board, sir.
Hey, look at me!
I'm injured here. I mean, ooh,
look at me. I'm injured here.
Oh, I'll just pick one
up at the hardware store.
Could you hang on to these?
I'll meet you back here in
10 minutes, okay, David?
Hey, guys. Aren't you
gonna eat your pizza?
You know, there's nothing
worse than cold pepperoni.
Looks like David knows
what to say to her.
Come on, Joe. Ask her.
Hey, David.
Let me help you with that.
Thanks.
I was wondering, since you'll be
helping Sarah and her uncle set up.
Can you tell Sarah I want
to go to the dance with her?
Why don't you ask her?
I just can't.
Oh, give me another chance, Joe.
I was a little off
then, but I'm ready now.
Please, David?
Okay, sure. I'll ask her for you.
What are friends for, right?
Great. I'll catch up with
you after practice, okay?
I don't know, Joe.
Problems can happen
when you ask someone to
do something that you should do yourself.
I know just how you feel, David.
John Alden had a similar predicament
in the courtship of Miles Standish.
Written in 1858.
by American poet Henry
Wadsworth Longfellow,
the courtship of Miles
Standish is a narrative poem.
A narrative poem doesn't
necessarily rhyme,
but it has a good beat
and it tells a story.
In 1621, the Pilgrims had made it through
their first winter on
Plymouth Plantation.
Determined to make a life in this strange
new land, they relied
on their own resources.
Miles Standish, the captain
of the Plymouth Army,
was brave when it came to fighting.
But he wasn't very brave when it came to
approaching one special
girl named Priscilla.
He looked for inspiration
from his hero, Julius Caesar,
and sought advice from his best friend.
John Alden, who was also
captivated by Priscilla.
But just the thought of telling
or so made him tongue-tied.
Instead, John wrote
about her to his first.
his family and friends back in England.
You are a writer, and I am a fighter.
But Caesar was a fellow who
could both write and fight.
Truly, truly wonderful man.
Since my wife Rose Standish died,
my life has been weary and dreary.
Off to my lonely hours,
I have thought of the maiden Priscilla.
She is alone in the world.
Her father and mother and brother
died in the winter together.
She holds in my desolate life the
place which the other abandoned.
Yes, she is patient,
courageous, and strong.
Ah, if ever there were angels on
earth, as there are angels in heaven.
Long have I cherished
the thought of marriage
with Priscilla, but
never dared reveal it.
being a coward in love,
oh, brave enough, for the most part.
Go to the damsel, Priscilla.
What, me?
Say that, but a blunt old
captain, a man not of words,
but of the actions,
offers his hand and his heart.
the hand and heart of a soldier.
Such a message is that I am
sure I should mangle and mar it.
You must do it yourself. You
must not leave it to others.
I can march up to a fortress
and order their surrender.
But march up to a woman
with such a proposal.
I dare not.
Surely you cannot deny
me that which I ought.
ask, in the name of friendship.
The name of friendship is sacred.
I have not the power to deny you.
Oh, scratchy's.
I love your dog, David.
My dog? His dog.
Better check out the tag, Sarah.
Wishbone. What a cute name.
Oh, no. You can't sweet talk me.
I am staying rooted to this spot until
David convinces Sarah to
go to the dance with Joe,
and nothing is going to take my
mind off of accomplishing that,
not going to move in buttons.
It must be so cool to
have a DJ for an uncle.
Yeah, I'd like to be a DJ someday.
I think it'd be really
fun the working radio.
Really?
David, don't forget about Joe.
Hey Wishbone.
This is really Joe's dog.
You know Joe Talbot, right?
Ah, Joe Talbot.
Just what I wanted to hear.
Now ask her, David.
Yeah, sure, he's on the basketball team.
Captain of the basketball team.
Thank you very much.
He was wondering if you wanted
to go to the dance with him.
Me?
No, I'm not going to dance with anyone.
This isn't working.
Time to fetch a distraction.
Whoops!
Ha ha!
Ha ha!
Sounds like I fetched a problem.
Oh no, Wishbow, what are you doing?
The board must have short-circuited.
Okay, I can fix it.
I don't think the whole
thing needs to be rewired.
See, it's just the master fader.
You're right.
I've got all the tools we
need to fix it in my garage.
Let's go.
No matter how hard you try, sometimes
things just don't go according to plan.
Wishbone.
I don't want the cookie.
I don't want the cookie.
Wishbone, I don't get it.
All right, I want the
cookie, I want the cookie.
Oh, come on, Emily.
Oh, come on, Emily.
It's a trick. It's a
trick. I know it's a trick.
It's so embarrassing.
No, no, no, no, no.
I knew it.
Cookie had her name written all over it.
Oh, Joe, did you see that?
Joe, did you see that?
Joe.
Later.
Come on, Wishbone.
I'm really back.
Joe, wait up.
What?
What?
I'm sorry.
I-
Skip it.
I asked her for you.
But she wants to go alone.
Right.
Some friend you are.
But Joe, he did ask her.
Really?
Oh.
This is just like John
Alden's failed proposal.
I knew it was you when I heard your step.
But I was thinking of you
as I knelt here singing.
I've been thinking of you
as I knelt here singing.
I like them?
all day of the hedgerows of England.
They are in blossom now.
And the country is all like a garden.
You will say it is wrong,
but I cannot help it.
I almost wish myself back in Old England.
I feel so lonely and wretched.
Your heart is tender and trusting.
It needs a stronger one to lean on.
So I have come to you now with
an offer and proffer of merit.
made by a good man in true.
Miles Standish, the captain of Plymouth.
If the great captain of
Plymouth is so eager to wed me,
why does he not come himself
and take the trouble to woo me?
Um
If I am not worth the wooing, I
am surely not worth the winning.
Any woman in Plymouth?
Nay, any woman in England
might be happy and
proud to be called the
wife of Miles Standish.
Why don't you speak for me?
yourself, John.
Um
Yeah.
And so she wanted to know if I liked her.
John Alden.
You have betrayed me.
As Brutus betrayed Caesar.
Well, not technically.
See, the thing is
Too Brute.
Ooh.
Brutus was Caesar's friend.
and you were mine.
Oh, woe, be to the name
of friendship hereafter.
But Captain Stanish, you see
Henceforward, let there
be nothing between us,
but war, an implacable hatred.
When Standish left for battle,
John Alden felt the weight of
the world on his shoulders.
He didn't know how to
save this friendship.
I'll be right back.
You know, Joe, sharing a pizza
always makes me feel better.
Sam!
You hardly even know her.
And it's as if you expect her
to marry you or something.
David was supposed to ask her for me.
Obviously, he had other ideas.
He did ask her. I was there.
I was there.
Hey, why don't you ask Sam?
She'd be a great date,
and you already know her.
And her dad owns a pizza parlor.
Sarah's been working on the
equipment with David all afternoon.
I bet they just have a lot in common.
You know?
You can go alone.
A lot of us are.
Now, there's an idea!
Sam.
She's so smart, so sensible.
Her dad owns a pizza parlor.
All the guys are expecting
me to go with Sarah.
Now she's great.
going to show up with my best
friend, my ex-best friend.
Ex-best friend?
Joe.
Trust the dog.
The dog knows when to fetch the best
friend of the dog's best friend.
Wait a minute. The dog knows when
to fetch the friend of the best
Well, trust me.
Watch my subtle technique.
I totally let him down.
I was supposed to get Sarah
to go to the dance with him.
And I blew it.
Were you really supposed
to get her to go with him?
Or just ask her to go with him?
Just ask her, I guess.
And you ask her?
Yeah.
But she wasn't even interested.
And we started talking about gear and
And you two totally hit it off.
And now Joe hates my guts.
Joe doesn't hate you.
Hey, let's go talk to him.
So what are you going to do?
I don't know. I really like Sarah. But I
don't want to stop being friends with Joe.
And there's no need to. Let's
go talk to him. But maybe you
won't have to choose. I could try
to talk to Joe again. Bingo! A
well-placed Paul in a kind word.
This is how we fetch a friend.
Now, that sounds like a plan.
That's right, David. Sometimes
you just have to make
the best of a bad situation.
And that reminds me
John Alden had a difficult choice as the
Mayflower was preparing
to sail for England.
Because he'd let down Miles Standish, John
felt uncertain about his rightful place.
Maybe he wasn't a
faithful enough pilgrim.
Maybe he wasn't worthy of this new land.
Maybe he should return to England.
Yonder snow-white cloud that
floats in the ether above me seems
like a hand that is pointing
and beckoning over the ocean.
Should I go?
Should I stay?
Go?
Stay.
There is another hand that
is not so ghost-like, holding
me, drawing me back, and
clasping mine for protection.
I must stay.
There is no land so
sacred, no air so pure
and so wholesome as is
the air she breathes,
and the soil that is
pressed by her footsteps.
Here, for her sake will I stay.
and like an invisible presence, hover
around her forever, protecting her.
Good day, Priscilla.
May I join you?
Our captain has been
gone a long time now.
He was quite angered, I must say.
Oh, how I have suffered with
guilt since his departure.
I was even determined to
sail on the Mayflower.
But I have remained for your sake.
I have light to be with you, to
see you, to speak with you always.
Your friendship means
much more to me than
all the love Captain Standish could give.
Were he twice the hero you think him?
Of all who offer you
friendship, let me ever be the
first, the truest, the
nearest, and the dearest.
John Alden decided to build a
permanent home for himself in Flemant.
A home as sturdy as the place
Priscilla held in his heart.
Now that is what I call a home.
What do you think?
Focus, Talbot, focus.
Hey, if your love life was in
turmoil, you'd be a little off, too.
Another basket for Panther
number 41, Mark Anderson.
That's the end of the first quarter.
Hey, David, can I give him?
Give it a shot?
You just read the player's numbers
and stats off the sheet, right?
Come on, let me try a couple.
Well, okay.
Just remember, we're not supposed
to interfere with the game.
Okay, we're back with the second quarter.
Panthers leading 20 to 15.
Bend is moved by number 20, Joe Talbot.
It's a glide around Anderson like a
stick of butter and a hot frying pan.
And a boy, Joe! And a girl, Sarah!
She sure can't turn a phrase, can't
she? I admire that in a person.
I'm not supposed to say so much.
Oh, a bulldog turnover. Talbot
is called for traveling.
Don't worry.
Don't worry about it, Joe.
Everyone bumbles things now and then.
John Alden bumbled Miles
Standish's bid for marriage,
but life went on as usual in Plymouth.
Alden worked hard as the village Cooper.
Cooper, that's a barrel maker.
He also made washtubs and wooden
pails for the entire colony.
The barrels also came in handy as chairs.
Our brave Captain Standish,
fearlessly let his men into battle
where he defeated the Indians.
Peksoot and with Tomomond.
However, it is with pain and deep regret.
I must regret.
you, Miles Standish has been
slain by a poison arrow,
shot down in another fierce
battle with the enemy.
No, it can't be true.
Not my friend.
There are so many things left I've said.
Priscilla and John mourned the death
of their friend, Miles Standish.
And, as with all things
near and dear to his heart,
John wrote his thoughts in many letters,
over many months.
As time passed, the
weeds of grief healed,
and the bloom of John and
Priscilla's love grew.
They were married that fall.
And then, they received an
unexpected wedding guest.
You're alive!
Captain Standish!
We thought you'd been killed in battle!
No, no.
I heard those rumors myself.
I heard those rumors myself.
Forgive me. I have been angry and hurt.
Too long have I indulged the feeling.
Mine is a hot blood,
sensitive and swift to
anger, but just as swift
in a turning for error.
Never so much as now, was Miles
Standish, the friend of John Alton?
Let all be forgotten between us.
All save the dear old friendship,
and that shall grow older and dearer.
Best wishes on your wedding day.
I should have remembered
the saying that if you
would have remembered the
saying that if you would
be well served. You must serve yourself.
Thanks. Yeah, he was like a
stick of butter and a frying pan.
A hot frying pan.
Well, if you're that
hot, must be thirsty.
Come in you guys, let's get some pizza.
Sam, I thought you'd never ask.
It's good.
See later.
Hey, David.
Look, I'm really sorry about Sarah.
Well, I hate to admit it, but you
two do seem to have a lot in common.
I'm sorry I got so
upset. That's just dumb.
If I wanted to go with her, I
should have asked her myself.
She still would have said no.
Friends?
friends.
Hey, good game.
Thanks.
She was going to go with me.
But she said she'd be too busy.
helping out her uncle.
Uh-huh.
Well, if this isn't a
sorry-looking, too, so.
Hey, guys.
Look what I fetch.
Something to take your
mind off your heartbreak?
Whose ball is this?
Who cares?
As long as it bounces.
About a game of course.
You're on.
Yep.
You can always count on
the dog to fetch something
you didn't even know you needed.
And this concludes our
lesson on fetching.
Oh, ladies, who wants
to dance with a mascot?
I don't know.