Arthur's New Puppy/Arthur Bounces Back Arthur

# Every day you walk down the street Everybody that you meet

# Has an original point of view

-# And I say, hey!

-Hey!

# What a wonderful kind of day We can learn to work and play

# And get along with each other

# You gotta listen to your heart Listen to the beat

# Listen to the rhythm of the street

# 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

# We can learn to work and play And get along with each other

# What a wonderful kind of day - hey! What a wonderful kind of day - HEY! #

-Hey, DW!

-Hey...!

Oh!

I always thought about having a puppy. I never thought of his name.

A name has to be just right.

It can affect the way he thinks about himself and how he'll grow up.

Maybe Champion.

Or maybe...Bionic Puppy.

I could name him Buster.

No. And I sure wouldn't name him Francine.

HIGH-PITCHED BARK

And definitely not Pinky. None of those names work.

He's just gonna be my Pal.

Come back!

-What are you doing?

-Writing his name on his dish.

-To teach him to read(?)

PAL BARKS

-P-A-L. You're naming him Pal?!

-Do you have a better name?

-How about Frederick?

-Frederick?!

-He looks like a Frederick.

His name is Pal. He already knows it. Watch!

..Come here, Pal!

See?

-He's not very smart, is he?

-Are you kidding? He's a genius.

-He hides it very well.

-Just wait till he's trained.

-I'll be in college by then.

-Will not!

You wanna bet a million dollars?

-MUM:

-Arthur! My rug!

Oh-oh! Pal! PAL!

You wanna bet TWELVE million dollars?

Hi, Arthur!

-That's your new dog?

-Yeah. His name is Pal.

-He looks more like a Steve.

Steve?!

-Does he do anything besides that?

-Not yet, but I'll teach him tricks.

Right now, I'm house-training him.

You'd better train him quick.

My cousin had a dog they couldn't train and her parents sent it away.

Really?

-Ah!

-Hey!

Pal, sit!

No, sit! Sit!

Stay!

Yep, that's one smart dog(!)

Where's he going in such a hurry? To do your homework(?)

-He's excited to be home.

-DAD: Arthur!

He just got excitement all over the living-room rug.

You were right. Frederick is a bad name. You should call him Puddles.

Wait till you see this. He learned all this in only two hours.

-Pal, speak!

-Woof!

Good boy. Pal, sit!

Woof!

He did it a minute ago. Pal, sit!

-Woof!

-OK, skip that one.

-Pal, come!

-Woof!

Well, he learned one. Pal, speak!

Come on, boy. This is your bed.

-Don't you like it?

-PAL WHIMPERS

What's wrong, boy? Are you scared?

WIND HOWLS

Are you tucking him in for the night, Arthur?

Does he have to stay in the garage, Dad? He's scared.

Let him stay in the house. Please! Please! Please!

You're better trained than Pal. You've learned to beg.

For a new dog, he sure doesn't SMELL new. I hope these are enough.

Don't listen to her, Pal.

Pal? Pal!

Please don't hurt the carpet!

You heard what Francine said.

Pal!

Pal! Where are you?

Aagh!

DW, are you OK?

Give me back my shoe!

Give it back!

Pal, let her have it.

GLASS SMASHES

Oh.

I thought I was gonna have a heart attack, Daddy.

-I think you're safe now, honey.

-Ssh!

See? He's the perfect dog. He went right to sleep.

Good night, Pal. See you in the morning.

WHINING

Pal, it's 3am. What's wrong?

He's OK. Go back to sleep now.

PAL HOWLS

If he was in the garage, we wouldn't hear him howl.

No. I'll stay with him till he falls asleep.

All right, but close that gate.

Be a good dog, Pal. Show them how smart you are.

Well...they'll see...

PAL WHINES

Get in here before Mom and Dad find out.

Oh-oh!

Forget calling him Puddles! How about Lake?!

-I'll clean it up, Mom.

-Then you'll need this.

No, you'll need THIS!

Pal was in the living room, too.

What on earth...?!

My catering schedules!

What's this?

It's the soap from the bathroom!

You still think he's so smart?

-He ate the whole living room?

-He chewed on it.

My puppy was so much trouble, my mum gave it away while I was at school.

-Probably to a farm.

-Oh!

Arthur, we decided Pal has to live in the garage until he's trained.

He'll be trained in no time.

When he is, he can come in the house again. Here's the garage key.

Arthur, face it. He eats soap.

You owe me 12 million dollars.

-Would you carry this? Thanks.

-Hey!

DW, did you take the garage key?

-Uh-uh.

-Dad, where's the garage key?

I thought I put it on the table.

My party platter!

-Pal, NO!

-If that dog is untrainable, I don't know how we can keep it.

Where's Pal going to live now, Dad?

Look, that's where you're going, if you aren't good.

I always wanted a dog. But I never dreamed my dog would be like you.

You're better than any dog I could ever imagine.

If you go, we'll never see each other again. You have to work hard.

Welcome to the Arthur and Pal Show.

What you're about to see will astound and amaze you!

And now introducing my dog - the new, improved Pal.

This is gonna be a disaster.

(It's now or never. You can do it.)

Pal, speak!

Woof!

Seen it.

Pal, stay!

Pal, come!

Sit!

Pal, up!

-Way to go!

-Very good!

-He can fetch, too.

-Well done.

-He won't have to live on a farm?

-Not even in the garage.

-You hear that, Pal? Pal?

He just found the garage key.

Admit it, DW, Pal's a lot smarter than you think.

Well, maybe he IS...

above average.

Sometimes do you see things that you just have to have?

You tell your parents it's the most important thing in the world

and you bug them until they get it for you.

Then, once you have it, it's not such a big thing any more.

Like hockey gloves... or a telescope...

or bionic bunny walkie-talkies.

The problem is, these things usually end up buried in a closet...

under a bed...

..or on a shelf in the basement.

It wasn't going to be the same old story this time.

-I HAD to have...

-WOMAN: Arthur, are you working?

-Oops! Gotta go.

Mom, why do we have to go clothes shopping?

Because it's fall and you both need new coats.

-Can't I wait in the car?

-They'll let you in the mall. You're not a dog.

His nose is cold.

DW looks lovely in the red coat. Great for classroom or playground,

with cute clips for her mittens.

-Mom, is she gonna do this for every coat she tries on?

-Arthur, try this.

-It's fine. I'll take it.

-Try it on.

Doesn't that look nice? ..Doesn't that look nice on your brother, DW?

Arthur looks very outdoorsy in this rugged, green coat.

-If he stands still, he looks like a tree.

-Can I go to the toy store now?

-All right. We'll be over in a minute.

-Yeah!

Is it a dream? No, it's DW looking beautiful in blue.

The colour of the sky on a fall day.

Wow! That was close.

Daddy, can I have this, too?

Sure, sweetie.

-Hi, Arthur.

-Boy, it must be great to get every toy you want.

-Uh-huh.

-Time to go, Muffin.

-OK, Daddy.

-Bye, Arthur.

-Bye, Muffy.

Hey!

Moon boots!

Wow!

That's one small step for Arthur...

Wow! It IS made of cheese.

COW LOWS

Wow!

-..And they're called moon boots and they're only 10.

-ONLY 10?!

-So THAT'S what you were doing in the toy store.

-I've figured it out.

..So if you buy me moon boots, it will be good for the whole family.

We just bought you new sneakers.

Moon boots would prolong the life of my sneakers.

And...what about your beautiful new coat?

-..And I'll let you and Dad use them whenever you want.

-If you want them,

you'll have to buy them with your own money.

-That way, you'll appreciate them.

-Like the way you appreciate me(!)

"I owe myself four dollars and thirty cents. Sincerely, Arthur."

I was wondering where that went.

Ah-hah!

Hi, Grandma. Look what I brought.

Arthur! They're lovely. You're not here about your moon boots, are you?

Your parents already called me.

-They did?

-Yes. They told me not to give you any money.

I have to respect their wishes.

While you're here, though, sit down and play a nice long game of canasta.

-King me!

-DW, I told you, you have to get to MY back row to be kinged.

-I know. I just like saying it.

-My calculations may be off...

but by the time I've saved up for the moon boots,

I'll be 109 years old.

Arthur, there are plenty of ways you can earn money around here.

King me!

Lemonade! Arthur's ice-cold lemonade.

Come and... Hey! Hey, you, get back here. Bring me that back!

Kissing booth?

Yeuch!

Come, find out your future.

I am gifted with the power to see into the future.

By the time I can buy moon boots, people will be living on the moon.

Aw!

Why couldn't you have done that when I had the kissing booth?

-Arthur, I still have some birthday money.

-You do?

-Yes. I could lend you some.

-Really?

If I loan you the money,

you have to be my servant and do all my chores and call me Your Highness,

-for a whole year.

-Fat chance! And I take my hug back.

OK, but remember - it's a limited-time offer.

Regular boots... MOON boots!

I've just got to get moon boots.

Arthur?

-Yes?

-I noticed that the garage has got quite cluttered.

And the floor needs swept.

I think we can give you 2 to do it.

Thanks, Mom!

-Hello, Mrs Tibble.

-If you're having a sale, you should put up a sign.

-I'll pay 5 for this.

-It's not for...

-All right, 10 and not a penny more.

-Sold!

-Do I pay you or your parents?

Oh...me. You pay me.

Arthur!

The garage looks very nice, Arthur.

See? A little work and you're a little closer to your moon boots.

Arthur?

-Oh, there you are! Your mother told me you cleaned the garage.

-Uh...yes.

-Yes.

-I hope you put everything back. I hid Mom's birthday present there.

-It's the necklace she wanted. Did you put it back where you found it?

-Oh...

Great!

-Do you think he'll forget about the necklace?

-Woof!

I didn't think so, but it was worth a try.

Dad, I didn't put the necklace back, but I'm going to go get it, OK?

OK. Let me know if you need help.

..So that's what happened.

As soon as I return the boots, I can get your 10 back.

You're a very honest young man.

-Then, I can have the necklace back?

-Of course.

-Let me just pick up this pile of leaves first.

-I'll help.

I just get them raked up and more fall.

Mrs Tibble, I think I have an idea.

Hey, Arthur. Cool! Moon boots. Can I try 'em?

Sorry, Buster, I have to do some chores for Mrs Tibble

-to get back the necklace I sold her.

-Can I try the boots while you rake?

Sorry, Buster, but I need 'em.

I promised I'd get ALL the leaves.

# And I say, hey!

# What a wonderful kind of day We can learn to work and play

# And get along with each other

# You gotta listen to your heart

# Listen to the beat Listen to 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

# We can learn to work and play And get along with each other

# What a wonderful kind of day HEY! #