DW Swims with the Fishes Arthur

# Every day when you're walking 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 Open up your eyes! Open up your ears!

# Get together, 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!

-Whoa!

Even the nicest people in the world can lose control sometimes.

Take Brain, for instance. You don't get much nicer than him...

usually.

Brain, give someone else a turn! You've been hogging it all day.

Just another 1,000 points. I'm about to beat my own high score.

Hey, guys.

They're giving free... ooh!

It's...not...possible!

Oops. Clumsy me!

Argh!

Popcorn?

No? Er...fruit roll?

Argh!

Aah!

All that fuss over a little game.

-Aaah!

-Six months of allowance down the drain!

Pretty silly, huh?

Woo-hoo! Nice going. We win again!

You were way ahead but then I saw Timmy behind me and speeded up.

Nothing like a Tibble on your heels to get you moving.

SHE BLOWS WHISTLE

OK, that's it for today's practice. Now, everyone listen up.

I've got some exciting news for you.

Mum, guess what? We're having a swim meet. The trophy is as big as me,

and I'm gonna win it!

Oh, really? You sound pretty sure of yourself.

I'm fastest in the class, except for James.

I'm gonna need lots of practice, a new swimsuit, cap,

and a shelf for my trophy - oh, did I mention it's as big as me?

Me? But why do I have to take her to the pool?

Sorry, but your father and I are very busy

-and DW wants to get in some extra practice.

-But, Mum...

All you do is keep an eye on her while she swims, like a lifeguard.

How difficult could it be?

THEY LAUGH

Aah...very difficult.

DW, you've been in there for an hour. Aren't you changed, yet?

-I can't decide with swimsuit is fastest.

-Just pick one and get out.

OK, but I think the other one was speedier. It had stripes.

Hey, look! It's James and Molly.

-Why is she timing him?

-I don't know, maybe she's his coach.

Coach? James has a coach?

-So?

-So? I don't have a coach! It's so unfair.

How can I win unless I have a coach?

-DW...

-Arthur! You have to be my swim coach.

-Me? No way!

-But that trophy is mine!

You want me to lose, probably cos you never won a trophy as big as you.

Huh...

-All right, I'll be your coach.

-Yay!

OK, coach, what do I do first?

-Um...get in the water and swim.

-That's it? Hm.

You just can't get decent help these days.

Hey! You got roped into this too, huh?

Yeah.

My Mum made me do it. Sure hope no-one sees me.

-Me neither.

-Hey, watch where you're going. You're in my lane.

-Am not!

-Are too!

DW, cut it out. It's not worth fighting over.

Didn't you ever hear about good sportsmanship?

Get back to your practising.

-They shouldn't make little kids race against each other.

-Yeah.

Competition's the pits. Swimming should just be for fun.

Hey, did your sister just elbow my brother?

I don't think it was on purpose. Maybe he was out his lane.

-He wasn't out of his lane.

-Well, DW didn't elbow him!

Wait, what are we doing? It's just a silly little kids' contest.

He-he! You're right. Sorry.

Kids.

DW, this is taking all day.

Does it have to be a Mary Moo Cow swim cap?

How could you even ask? You're my coach. You should be supporting me.

Hey, here we go!

Great.

Now can we leave?

Soon as I find the matching earplugs.

Over here. Try on this pair.

Those look awfully big.

That's for extra speed. You wanna win, don't you?

-I found them!

-Shh!

-Let's get some webbed gloves like the pros use.

Little bro, you're gonna ace this race.

Competition is the pits, eh?

-Webbed gloves? Is he coming as a duck?

-Come on, DW.

We're getting you a pair of those fins, too. Even better ones.

And some webbed gloves.

But I don't want gloves!

You wanna win, don't you? Then we've got some serious shopping to do!

I just hope my allowance holds out.

DW?

DW! Wake up. It's time for swimming practice.

Wha...? Arthur, it's still dark!

Right! We can get in hours of extra practice before Mol...

before anyone shows up at the pool.

-Let's get moving.

-But I'm not finished with my dream.

They were just about to show me where my snowball is.

Why do I have to wear all this stuff? It's so heavy!

Just put it on and get out here. We've got a lot of practising to do.

-Molly?

-Arthur?

-You're here early.

-Oh, I just came to test the water temperature.

How about you?

Me? Oh, well...I... I was looking for my whistle.

You mean the one around your neck?

Oh! There it is. Ha-ha.

Well, I'll be seeing you.

Hi, Arthur.

Er...James! What a surprise.

DW: OK, I'm ready to...

-What was that?

-What was what?

DW: Arthur, this door is stuck!

Er...DW! Did you follow me here?

Since we're here, might as well get in some swimming practice.

Good idea.

Practice time.

Stroke! Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!

Stroke! Get those arms up, move those elbows, keep your head down!

But I can't see where I'm going and I'm tired.

DW, if you want that trophy, you've got to practise every minute,

-not just when you're swimming.

-Some professional swimmers

-put grease all over their bodies.

-Euw!

-Don't even think of it!

-Never mind him.

Come on, DW. Let's see those arms move!

Stroke! Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!

Stroke! Stroke!

Arthur's got me swimming so much, my fingers are pruney all the time.

What? Oh, wait.

Forgot to take my earplugs out from this morning's practice. Boy,

-I'll be glad tomorrow when this race is over.

-Me too. Well...

I'd wish you good luck, but I'm supposed to want to win. So, er...

-good luck to me.

-Yeah. Good luck to me, too.

All right, children. We're ready to begin the race.

-Line up at your starting positions.

-Remember, head down, arms up,

and point your toes. Win this or I'll never be able to show my face.

Relax and have fun with it.

Don't forget your flutter kicks. Are your goggles on straight?

-Tightened your fins?

-Check and double-check.

-Great.

Remember, you're a MacDonald, and MacDonalds don't lose. Understand?

-Well, here goes. May the best man win.

-Or girl. Not that it matters.

Right, right. It's just for fun.

On your mark, get set, go! BELL RINGS

APPLAUSE

-Head down, head down...

-Flutter kick.

DW and James are pulling ahead of the others. DW's moving out in front.

-No, wait! Now James is in the lead.

-Faster, DW!

-Go!

James' swim fin got caught on a lane marker.

James, just take the fin off!

-That's gonna cost him.

-DW, what are you doing?!

Don't help him!

And the winner is...Emily, whose last name I don't know.

Phew. That was exhausting.

-Why'd you stop?

-James needed help. He was stuck.

But you could've won!

-Only cos James didn't tighten his flipper, like I told him to.

-Sorry.

Here you go, James and DW. You both tied for second place.

Congratulations.

Here, you keep it. You're the one who seems to want it so badly.

Yeah, come on, DW. Let's do a few more laps.

I feel like I just won an award for Jerk Of The Year.

No, you didn't win. We tied.

-Hey! Did DW just elbow James?

-No wa...

Gotcha! Ha-ha. Come on, let's go see who can buy

their younger sibling the bigger banana split.

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