Looking for Bonnie Arthur

# Every day when you're walkin' 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 riddim, the riddim 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.

# Hey! What a wonderful kind of day, hey!

# What a wonderful kind of day, HEY! #

Hey, DW!

Hey!

Don't worry, Bonnie. I'm taking you to the best doctor I know.

We should be there by nightfall.

Hey, sonny, is your father Neil Lundgren?

Yes.

You must be George. You got the same antlers.

Could you tell him Dean Lomax is here.

Dad, someone named Dean Lomax is here to see you.

-Lundy!

-Dean!

-It's been years! How are you?

-Never better.

Wish I could say the same for Bonnie. She's ailing, Doc.

Bring her inside.

I tried everything, even rubbing her neck

with that lemon oil you said she likes.

But she still sounds terrible.

All right, let's take a look at the patient.

He kept talking to it like it was a person.

-It was weird.

-Weirder than talking to a wooden giraffe?

That's different.

Wally's a dummy. You're supposed to talk to him.

This was a guitar! He had a really cool name, too. Lean Domax.

Something like that.

Dean Lomax?

Yeah, that was it! Do you know him?

Are you kidding? He's a rock star.

He used to be really big, now he's just kind-of big.

-My mum has his albums.

-My grandma loves him, too.

She's always singing Looking For Bonnie.

Bonnie! That was what he called his guitar!

Bonnie is at your house?

George, that guitar is magic!

A long time ago, Dean was walking along a country road

when he stopped to rest under a tree.

He was writing the words to Looking For Bonnie,

but he was stuck on the first line.

I was looking for...

love?

Nah, that's been done.

Suddenly, a storm broke out.

Wo-hoo! Bring it on!

"And who are thou? said I to the soft-falling shower."

Dean was dancing in the rain, he liked that sort of thing,

when lightning hit the tree he'd been under.

Dean fell back as he saw the most amazing thing.

The lightning left nothing of the tree but a guitar.

Bonnie!

And with that guitar, Dean finished his song and had his first hit!

The rest is history.

Wow! I had no idea!

And just think - that guitar is in your house right now!

I wish I were you, George. Or your dad. Or Dean Lomax!

-Or some other rock star. Or even just a guitarist.

-Buster!

BELL RINGS

Hi, George. I'm here for my sleepover!

Sleepover?

See you tomorrow, Mum!

-What sleepover?

-It's Friday night, remember?

We had a plan to... Oh, wait. Maybe I was supposed to go to Arthur's.

Ha-ha.

Oh, it's cold!

Well, since you're already here...

-You asleep?

-No.

-Me neither.

-Let's go see Bonnie.

-Buster, I told you,

Dad doesn't like me going into the woodshop without him being there.

But it's a magic guitar!

This might be the only chance in our lives to see one!

Well...OK.

But I'll need some backup.

"And if we get caught, you're taking the rap, long-ears."

What did it look like?

I had to go before they opened the case.

Haven't you seen photos?

No! It's too precious to be photographed.

"This place is scary at night. Look at that sawdust.

"I wonder if it was anyone I knew."

Wally, keep it down! We have to be really...

BOTH: Aargh!

That's her! I know it is!

Wow! A guitar made from lightning!

Legend has it that one touch can give you magic powers.

Wow! Easy, Bonnie. What is it?

A little tree trying to survive on its own out here.

I wish I could help you. You want me to play a song for it, Bonnie?

All right, then.

# If I could, I'd play this tree to grow

# I'd play for all I'm worth

# To give it some good earth

# Yeah, if I could I'd play this tree to grow... #

Hey, Arthur! What you doing?

Pushing around this compost.

Mind if we give a little to him? He could sure use it.

# ..If I could I'd play this tree to grow

# I'd play until it rained all over this dusty plain

# Yeah, if I could I'd play this tree to grow.... #

Hey, Prunella! Are you here to make it rain?

Um, no! I'm just a fortune-teller, not a rain-maker.

BOTH: Oh...

But I have some water if you're thirsty. Sure is dry out here.

Give it to him! He needs it more than we do.

# ..If I could I'd play this tree to grow

# I'd give it company

# Cos that's what it needs to be a tree

# Yeah, if I could I'd play this tree to grow

# And it might take years to do

# But I know it will come true

# Yeah, together we will make this tree grow

# Yeah, together we will make this tree grow. #

George? Are you OK?

I was in this really dusty place

and Bonnie made this little plant grow into a huge tree!

See, I told you she was magic!

OK. My turn.

This is a terrible place for a concert. No one's here!

Not yet, but once we start playing this place is gonna be packed!

Right, Bonnie?

OK, everyone - from the top.

One, two, one, two, three!

# People all over the world come and hear our song

# Yeah, people all over the world come and sing along

# Oh, people all over, people all over, people all over... #

-Aargh!

-What's that?

It's headed right for us!

# Aliens from outer space, land but not on me, yeah

# Aliens from outer space... #

THEY SCREAM

HE GASPS

HE PLAYS A NOTE

THEY PLAY NOTES TOGETHER

THEY PLAY A SONG TOGETHER

Yee-ha!

THEY BOTH CHEER

SHE SHOUTS IN ALIEN LANGUAGE

Let me guess, that's your mum and you're late for dinner?

Buster? Bus-ter?

Wow, that alien played a mean thingy-ma-jig.

HE YAWNS

It's almost morning. We should get back to my room.

"Hey, what about me? Don't I get to take a spin on the magic guitar?"

I forgot! This door locks from the other side!

What do we do?

She's as good as new, Dean. I had to reline the fretboard and put some...

What are you two doing in here?

Huh? Dad!

I can explain! All I wanted to do was see Bonnie...

You're...Dean...Lomax!

So they tell me. If you two wanted to meet my old lady,

you were looking in the wrong place.

That's Bonnie?

That doesn't look like it was made by lightning.

Don't believe everything you hear, son. That's just a legend.

I bought it in Chicago in 1963 for 40 bucks.

But she is magic, right?

Bonnie's just wood, metal and nylon.

But music, now that's a different story.

It can inspire you to do almost anything.

Like get to know a completely different culture.

THEY PLAY A SONG TOGETHER

Or make this planet a better place to live.

# Yeah, together we will make this tree grow

# Yeah, together we will make this tree grow. #

So I guess you could say that music is a type of magic.

# I found magic in the music, I dug deep down to the core

# There I found my Bonnie. We'll be together evermore... #

See you, Lundy. We're much obliged.

Bye, Dean! Come again!

"Why didn't you introduce me to Bonnie?

"She and I have a lot in common."

Like what? "We're both in the entertainment business.

"She's strings and wood, I'm strings and wood.

"We were made for each other."

# Every day when you're walkin' 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! #