Meek for a Week/Arthur, World's Greatest 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 your eyes, open 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! 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!

Francine once tried to break the world hand-walking record.

-She did everything on her hands.

-Arthur, pass it!

And once, she decided the best time to practise was on the roof at dawn.

WOMAN: The building's collapsing! MAN: No, it's drums!

That only lasted one day.

Then she painted a life-size elephant...in her bedroom!

Francine!

Not bad. Accurate proportions.

But last week Francine did something that nobody could believe.

Hey! I'm on YOUR team!

-Yes! Cheer up, we're doing great.

-WE? YOU do everything!

-I'll give you the puck if you want to lose!

-You're so rude!

I guess the truth hurts.

-Muffy, shoot!

-No! Pass it to me!

CHEERING

We lost!

-Hope you're happy, Arthur.

-Why me?

You told Muffy to shoot. She's the worst player ever.

Lucky we've one more play-off game. ..Where's Muffy?

-Wait up!

-Maybe I'd play better if you LET me play! It's no fun!

-You're like a poke in the eye!

-If you don't know I'm nice, you're a dope!

I AM?! I'll bet you this Princess Peach watch that is always admired

-that you can't be nice for a week!

-I bet I can!

OK. You have to be pleasant for one week AND you can't tell anyone why.

They won't even notice a difference!

-Where did you get that weird sweater?

-My aunt.

My other sweater's dirty so I have to wear it.

-Oh-oh. Here's Francine. You'll never hear the end of it!

-That sweater...

-A-hem!

-Um...

-WATCH BEEPS What about it, Francine?

-It's nice.

-Two men in scoring position. Who's up?

-I am.

-Buster, I'll bat!

-Unless you'd rather bat! You look a bit tired.

-I'm fine. Are YOU OK?

Yes. Thank you for asking.

Hey! You have to see this.

What's she doing?

OK. Now you try it.

-Muffy! Can't you do anything... wrong? That was near perfect.

-Weird!

-Anybody noticed a difference?

-Yeah, she replaced the ball she threw away.

And she replaced a glass of juice she drank last summer!

-My good pants!

-Sorry. Am I still invited over for dinner?

Rrr... Yes!

She ripped my good pants!

-Isn't this brick durable?

-I'll be over at 5.30.

Three days, three hours and 32 minutes left. Wanna call it off?

No! Just take care of MY watch!

-A-hem!

-Father, let ME help with those.

-Who said that?

-Francine, you have a guest and you wear ripped pants?

Yeah? Well, YOUR clothes...

are great. Take me shopping one day.

Finally, you display some taste!

Francine's friendly, helpful, pleasant.

-Arthur, I'm scared!

-We all are! ..What are you doing?

Guys, this behaviour is no good for Francine.

If someone with Francine's temper holds it in, the pressure builds.

At some point, the pressure will be too much.

We've got to help her before she pops!

-How?

-We must make her really lose her temper.

Miss THIS and Francine will go nuts!

-We did it. She's going to scream.

-I guess the sun was in your eyes.

-Francine, we bought you a soda.

-Cherry?!

You know I don't like cherry! BUT perhaps I haven't given it a chance.

-Francine, Binky Barnes said he could beat you at any sport!

-He did?

-Aren't you mad?

-Aren't you going to beat him at a game?

Perhaps he's boasting because he's insecure...or he's been practising.

-We tried.

-With all that pressure building, she's gonna pop.

-Any time!

Muffy, what's wrong with Francine?

-We're worried she might pop.

-She'll be her normal, pushy self tomorrow.

-Right after the play-off game?

-I didn't consider the hockey game!

-Why didn't you steal the ball?

-Too rude.

Oops! Excuse me.

-Francine, distract the goalie! Insult him!

-I'd hurt his feelings.

Good shot, Sue Ellen. You guys play well!

-Keeper, you haven't scored a goal all season.

-No...

-Take a shot.

-Francine!

-Just trying to be nice.

-Francine, only 37 minutes left. You win.

-I can last 37 more minutes!

And everyone plays well if I'm nice.

Including the other team! Here's the watch. Now get mean!

Thank you but I feel I should last the final... OOH!

MUFFY!

-The old Francine's back!

-And she let someone score!

-So her head won't pop?

-Glad you're back to normal. You were getting quite boring.

-Me? Boring?

-If you think I'm boring...

-Francine!

Let's tell Binky to buy me a new watch.

Did you hear? Arthur gleeps stuff.

-Arthur gleeps beans.

-What?

-Arthur keeps bees.

-Arthur's sweet on Francine!

Arthur eats fancy Spam!

Did you hear? Arthur gleeps Spam. He's tough.

Arthur gleeps stuff! ..Oops.

-Mostly you don't know how stories get started, but

-I

-started this one!

Let's get a seat before there's no place left except... Oh-oh!

The Tough Customer table!

-Hi, Binky.

-Huh? Oh, hi. What are you doing here?

Binky, who's your friend? He looks like a goofus.

-I'm not a goofus.

-I bet he never skipped a lulu.

-A what?

-I bet he never pulled a fizzer.

-Or gleeped anything.

Arthur's gleeped more than you have!

-You have?

-Yeah...I guess so.

He's the world's greatest gleeper!

-Sorry, I didn't know.

-Buster, what does gleep mean?

I don't know, but it must be tough.

-"Gleep - slang term meaning purloin, filch, rifle..." Steal!

-STEAL?!

It's not like you really stole anything.

-But what if everybody THINKS I did.

-How would they find out? ..Oh-oh!

Hey, Arthur, we want to talk to you at our headquarters.

We can take our baseball cards over there.

-The rabbit stays!

-Hmm?

-What you said at lunch... About gleeping stuff...

-More than us!

We want to make you a Tough Customer.

Inaugurate you into our society, like.

-A Tough Customer? Me?

-Sure. You've gleeped lots of stuff!

Yeah. Is it true you gleeped Mr Haney's tie?

Er, to get on with the ceremony... Isn't anybody listening?

Let's split. Recess is over.

Everybody's treating me different.

-Arthur, you're imagining things.

-Oh, excuse me.

It's all the money I have, Arthur. Don't hurt me!

Gee, thanks...SIR.

Probably just a coincidence.

First choice, the toughest kid in the school - Arthur.

Huh? ARTHUR LAUGHS NERVOUSLY

-Funny. Why Arthur?

-Because Arthur's the biggest gleeper in school.

< Francine!

-He breaks through. They can't stop him!

-Arthur!

Binky said you were a gleeper!

-So what?

-You're not the gleeping type.

I'll have you know I've gleeped lots of stuff. ..Right, Molly?

Arthur... If I had... Gleeped?! I never want to speak to you again!

Goes to show who your REAL friends are, Art.

Arthur, you gleeped Mr Ratburn's socks.

I heard they were full of holes.

-Actually...

-Mr Ratburn wouldn't wear socks with holes.

He's an upstanding kinda guy. ..Hey!

How did you get them off while he was wearing them? That impresses me.

-I never...

-Tell anyone your gleeping secrets?

Glad you're having fun with your new friends, Arthur!

I didn't know you were interested in meditation.

I was just thinking. Mrs McGrady...

-Can I ask you a question?

-Shoot.

Say you went along with it when somebody said you did a bad thing.

Is it OK not exactly to say you did it, but not to say you didn't do it?

I have no idea what you're talking about.

Try explaining it more slowly.

Arrest him and make him give it back.

-Lock him up!

-Muffy, calm down.

-What in nirvana is going on?

-Arthur stole my cellular phone.

-I did not!

-Did too! You're the biggest gleeper in school.

-Biggest what?

- Gleeper - someone who steals. - Make him give it back, Mr Haney.

Take away his TV, shave his head... RING!

Oh, excuse me. ..Oh, hi, Mommy.

Yes, I told Mr Haney about my manicure appointment.

Could I see you in my office? ..Sit down. I was rather upset

-when Muffy called you a "beeper". Lollipop?

-No, thank you, sir.

If we believed all we heard, we'd still believe in sea serpents.

Then people would be afraid to go swimming, which would be a shame.

But bleeping is very serious indeed. If you do that, stop immediately!

-You'll get caught and be in deep trouble.

-Yes, sir.

-Did I say that right? Bleeping...?

-GLEEPING, sir.

-Of course.

BELL RINGS

-What did he do?

-Warned me.

-Did you tell him where to get off?

I bet you had him going in circles.

Guys, I have to tell you something.

I bet he sold out on us!

Otherwise why wasn't he punished?

Arthur, you didn't...DID you?

-Didn't what? I mean, NO!

-You squealer! I oughtta...

But I didn't! ..Ow, stop it!

OK, so prove you really are our chief gleeper.

-How?

-Gleep all the ice-cream bars from the cafeteria.

-I can't believe I'm doing this.

-Nor can I!

-Mrs McGrady! I didn't notice you!

-When meditating, be motionless.

-Be as silent as a block of wood.

-Just take me to Mr Haney.

-Why would I do that?

-I was stealing the ice-cream bars.

-And...?

-It's against the law.

-Why?

-There'd be no ice cream for anyone.

-So it's bad for everyone, really.

-So why do it?

-I guess I won't!

The Tough Customers will pulverise me!

Tell them what you just told me. They'll understand.

You big liar! You lied! You're just a lying liar! You big lying lie-face.

I hope you've learned your lesson. Never lie because lying is...bad.

-Arthur. I'm glad you told the truth.

-Anybody want to play kickball?

Yeah!

Come on, Arthur. I'm not mad at you any more.

Subtitles by Judith Simpson BBC Scotland 2000

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