Home Sweet Home 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

# If we can learn to work and play

# And get along with each other

# You've got to listen to your heart Listen to the beat

# Listen to the rhythm The rhythm of the street

# Open up your eyes Open up your ears

# 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!

-Woah!

'I can't write for long, I think they're on to me.

'These woods are crawling with the enemy.'

-SQUEAKING

-Uh!

'I haven't had anything to eat for...

'..two hours, but it feels like 20.

'I've never been so hungry. Even this eraser is looking good.'

HE SPITS

'I just tried it, it was dry, although with a little mustard...'

Tag! You're it!

Oh, I am?

-OK.

-Well, aren't you gonna chase me?

Yeah, I'm giving you a head start.

'The enemy has found me, but I will not succumb to his will.

'No matter what, I must finish this letter.'

Woof! Woof!

Dog.

Gobble! Gobble!

Turkey.

Um... Alien?

No, a lobster eating soup.

There's the claw, there's the spoon.

Mmm, chowder, yum.

I'll work on it.

You'll be able to see it when we get to Camp Meadowcroak.

I'm not going this summer.

-What?! Why not?

-We're going to my grandpa's farm.

-Sorry, I thought you knew.

-I didn't. Is Francine going to camp?

Probably. I'm sure lots of kids we know are going.

Not this year.

Nah.

Uh-uh.

Nope.

Summer camp? Sure, I'm going.

Yes!

Camp Pfeffernusse, it's in Switzerland.

They teach yodelling, cheese-making and German. You should come.

And it's educational. I'll learn how to yodel.

We can't afford this.

Besides, you're signed up for Camp Meadowcroak.

Ah!

But none of my friends will be there. I've asked everyone.

Maybe you'll make some new friends.

Hi, I'm Buster.

Me Tug.

Me take both bunks.

Yuck!

THEY CHEER

I don't want to make new friends. They'll hog the marshmallows.

It's only two weeks.

Why don't you try it?

Extra asthma inhalers?

Check.

Rain poncho.

Check.

Sunscreen, bug repellent, fig bars.

Check, check... Fig bars?

I forgot. I made you some for the trip. They're cooling.

BUSTER SIGHS

Just cos they're called vegetable beds,

doesn't mean you can sleep in 'em.

Attention!

At ease, Private Baxter.

Why are you lying in the tomatoes?

Because... Because I don't want to go to camp.

Why not? Camp builds character.

I like my character and I'm not gonna know anyone there.

So you're going AWOL, huh?

Just going to run away.

I'm not running, I'm hiding.

Son, people are like plants.

If they always stay in the shade, they never grow.

-You gotta take some risks.

-Maybe I'm more of a moss person.

There you are. I was looking all over for you.

I was just, um...

Getting a tomato.

Here. Take one from Amy.

She has the best fruit probably cos she gets the most sun.

Thanks a lot, Fritz... for everything.

Uh!

Hi, I'm Irwin. Can I have that bed?

It's closer to the door, and I go to the bathroom a lot.

Sure, I'm Buster.

Is that short for Busterfield? I had a snake named Busterfield.

He ate crickets.

Um, you know, I'm not sure.

Irwin!

Sanjeev!

BOTH: Lakawana sakawana hokey pokey do!

We are the kids from PS22!

Woo!

We go to the same school. This is Buster.

Hey, Buster. You'll never guess who's in cabin six.

-Eric Bedlemeyer.

-No way!

You know how I just saw - Penny Popacaustus.

-It's like our whole third grade is here.

-Oh...

He's not just super fast, he can also see through metal.

Are you guys talking about Bionic Bunny?

No, our phys ed teacher, Mr Fallon.

I mean, how did he know I had those comics in my locker?

I think Mr Scarborough can read minds.

He always calls on me in history when I haven't done the reading.

BUSTER LAUGHS What's so funny?

This photo of a friend of mine when he was a kid.

Fearless Fritz? He doesn't look fearless.

-Why was he called that?

-I don't know.

Maybe it's in the letter. Wanna hear it?

"Dear Private Baxter..." He calls me that sometimes.

"I'll tell you a secret - I never liked camp much,

"at least, not until the summer of 1932."

'We were playing capture the flag and it was shorts versus pants.'

-Get him! I can see him!

-He's over there!

'Most of our boys had been captured, and the pants team was closing in.

'We knew where the flag was, but the hill was heavily fortified

'and we could only spare one player. I volunteered for the mission.'

'I was no match for the guard on duty,

'so I had to use my wits.

'And a sock.'

-WHISTLING

-We give up!

You win!

'Getting the flag turned out to be the easy part.

'Now I had to bring it back to our side.'

There he is! Get him!

Get him! Get him!

'Lucky for me, I was a pretty good swimmer

'and could hold my breath for a minute.

'Against incredible odds, team shorts won that day

'and I got a new name...'

"Fearless Fritz."

That's just the first letter. Fritz sent him three more.

In one, he's in Alaska and he comes face to face with a huge...

You're giving away the best part!

Oops, sorry!

Is it too burnt? I kept turning it like you said.

Not bad. Next time, try a different stick.

That was a little piney.

Did you get another letter from Fritz?

Nope, but he did send me this.

Tomatoes?! I thought it was gonna be treasure.

Are you kidding? This IS treasure.

These are organic heirlooms.

HE SNIFFS

OK, listen up. We're gonna need some other ingredients.

Basil. Olive oil.

Salt.

Irwin, quick, my brow.

It's done. I have created...

the tomato-wich!

-Mmm.

-From now on, you will be known as Chef!

-Bye, guys.

-So long.

-See you next year.

Buster, you're home.

Mom!

Camp was great.

Reporting for duty, sir.

At ease, Private Baxter.

Welcome home.

Thanks. Your letters were amazing.

I read them to the kids at camp, and everyone...

Why are you wearing a tie?

My daughter and I are going to look at a retirement community.

-I thought I'd get dressed up.

-What's a retirement community?

A place where nice people can look after old codgers like me.

It's not easy living on my own.

So, you're leaving?

It's not far and I'll be checking on the garden once a month.

So I expect it to be ship-shape.

-HORN BEEPS

-Well, that's my daughter.

Wait! Can I have the address?

'It has now been two hours and 11 minutes since I have eaten.

'Oh, the hunger is unbearable. If only I had some...'

-Have you finished with that letter yet? I'm cold.

-Almost.

"Well, it looks like my time has run out.

"The enemy is taking me back to his camp.

"But, actually, he's not such a bad enemy.

"And his dad makes great brownies.

"See you soon. Love, Private Baxter."

That kid's got quite an imagination.

I'll say! And he's also one heck of a gardener.

HE SNIFFS

HE SNIFFS

# Every day when you're walking down the street

# And everybody that you meet

# Has an original point of view

-# And I say hey!

-Hey!

-What a wonderful kind of day

# Hey! What a wonderful kind of day. #