DW Rides Again/Arthur Makes the Team 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!

Do YOUR little brothers and sisters have to do everything you do?

Even if they're too young? Like at my birthday party...

-MY turn!

-The games are for big kids, DW.

-I'm not little. I can play this.

What's so funny?

-Or the time she entered a basketball shooting contest just because

-I

-did.

And she won! That was embarrassing.

-Arthur!

-Now she wants to ride a two-wheeler.

-Arthur!

-What, DW?

I don't know how to stop.

'Peskier than a mosquito - it's Supersister!'

Mrs Tibble, have you heard about the bike-a-thon?

-Where people donate money for each mile you ride?

-Yes, for the school.

Go away, Arthur. Grandma's sponsoring us.

-Boys, I can donate to Arthur, too.

-Thanks, Mrs Tibble. ..Bye, guys.

-Are we going riding?

-Not you. WE'RE practising for the bike-a-thon.

I can ride in the bike-a-thon, too.

-A tricycle can't keep up with two-wheelers.

-I bet

-I

-can!

-I'm good.

-Hi, Buster.

-Riding in the bike-a-thon?

-Yes, but I have to phone home regularly.

We'd better get in shape.

-We can't slow down for you, DW.

-You don't have to slow down for ME.

Wow! What kind of bike is that?!

A two-wheeler!

Vroom! Vroom! Vroom!

Vroom, vroom, vroom!

-LAUGHTER >

-Vr...o...oom.

DW, sounds like you sprung a leak.

Do you like our new bikes?

You can't ride in the bike-a-thon!

Because it's not a TRIKE-a-thon!

BABY SLURPS Use your spoon, dear.

-Mum, do I have to have broccoli?

-If you don't eat your broccoli...

-Father, may I serve you potatoes?

-Thank you, DW.

My compliments to the chef. Everything is delicious.

How nice of you, honey. OK, DW, what do you want?

I want to ride a two-wheeler.

If Arthur can do it, how hard can it be? Please!

Too flashy. ..Too angry.

Too girlie. ..That'll last an hour before it breaks.

Wow!

Wow!

Oh!

I love it.

Careful, careful!

This way. OK, put it down right there.

Hmm!

-Is something wrong?

-Yep.

There! Ta-da!

Now it's perfect.

I'm ready for my first lesson.

DW, I have to finish this lasagne Taj Mahal for the city culture club.

And your mum's gone into town.

Arthur!

-Could you give DW a riding lesson?

-But, Dad, we have to practise.

-Thanks.

-You guys ride without me. I have to teach my sister.

I'll help you. We'll all help.

Let's start with the basics - this is a bicycle. Its propulsion...

-I just want to ride it, not build one.

-Excuse me, Professor(!)

DW, the most important thing about riding is...going REALLY fast.

Let's start with something we all agree on - wearing a helmet.

That's backwards. It is not!

-It's covering her eyes.

-It's protecting them.

THEY ALL ARGUE

-WHISTLE >

-Gotta get home for lunch.

-Me, too.

-Me, three.

-I'll teach you more after lunch, DW.

Arthur! HOW DO I GET DOWN?

Time for your next lesson.

Whee! Teach me tricks.

First, you have to learn the hand signals.

-What's this mean?

-I don't know.

Hi Mr Tibble.

What's this?

Where I come from, doing that on a bike means "bring me a cabbage fast."

Bye.

Let's go. I want to hit the open road and feel the wind in my hair.

-Are you ready to pedal?

-I'm ready.

-Pedal!

-Arthur, I don't know how to stop.

-Pedal backwards.

Ooh!

-DOGS BARK

-Avoid dogs!

Slow down! I want the Tibbles to see me.

Timmy, look at those doofy training wheels.

For a minute, I thought DW was on a REAL two-wheeler.

Father, this broccoli is SO good, I think I'd like some for dessert.

-What do you want now?

-Arthur, tell them how well I ride.

-She did good.

-Good?! I was great.

I'm ready to ride without training wheels. PLEASE!

I've never felt so free!

OK, let go...now!

Aagh!

Help!

-Dad, she's too little.

-No, I'm not.

I can put the training wheels back on for the bike-a-thon.

I am NOT too little. I can learn this stuff myself.

I don't care if it takes till I'm 21 and I'm a giant scab, I'll do this.

-All right, DW! You're riding great.

-I know.

Hi, Tommy. ..Hi, Timmy.

The bike-a-thon officially begins when I wave the green flag. ..Go!

-Do you feel grown-up riding a two-wheeler, DW?

-Uh-huh.

Hi, DW.

Mum, Dad, how old do I have to be to drive a car? A little convertible...

I won't go fast. I promise.

It's my first Little League game. Maybe I'll get a hit.

ALL CHEER: Arthur!

-That would be great.

-Come on, Arthur! >

Aagh!

-Do you think you'll be good at baseball?

-I hope so.

-Let's find out.

See if you can catch the Buster ball pitch.

I got it!

We made it, Arthur. We're on the same team.

-Oh, right! Who else?

-Francine...Brain...Binky...

This is gonna be a great team.

-I get to be catcher.

-Great. Who wants to pitch?

The coach decides who'll be pitcher.

I'm Oliver Franski. I'm your coach.

-Hi, Daddy.

-Hello, Francine. Our motto is going to be teamwork.

Everyone plays every position. Who's gonna be our first pitcher?

Wow! Strike. Fantastic, Brain. Who's next?

Where did it go?

Outside. Nice energy, though. Try again.

Inside. Once more. Right over the plate now.

Well, it's certainly over the plate.

OK, everybody, in the outfield.

I got it!

Superb catch, Binky. And, Arthur, that leap was pure ballet.

Huh!

Very ingenious, Arthur. Creative.

..Here it comes, Francine.

Any team that plays with Francine will need a lot of baseballs.

I wasn't the only one. How about that ball that hit Arthur on the head?

Duh! Where's the ball? Where's the ball? Right?

Guys?

-Ready for your first game?

-Oh, uh...yeah.

Mr Franski? I'm Buster's mother.

Nice to meet you. Buster's a fine boy.

Is that ball hard? What if it hits him?

Are those hats made of wool? He's allergic to wool.

Miss Franski, will you top your record of 49 stray balls in one day?

-Very funny(!) Maybe Arthur could try to catch one for a change.

-Oh, yeah?!

You know what you need, Arthur?

My never-fail, 100%-guaranteed, secret good luck charm.

Use this and you can't miss.

I got it! I got it!

Home run!

Here. I think it's broken.

-A great game deserves ice cream.

-Arthur'll just drop it.

Oh, don't listen to her. I'll hold your ice cream for you.

Maybe next year I'll get on a real team. It'd be nice to win.

If you didn't throw the ball...

ALL ARGUE

Hey! Knock it off!

Where did Arthur go?

-I think he left.

-Left?!

You paid attention.

-Baseball is 99% concentration.

-Now if he could only catch the ball...!

-DW!

-No, she's right. Everybody else says that.

I bet you right now Coach Franski is saying his team is terrific.

-You want me to take Arthur off the team?

-Please, Daddy, you have to.

-I can't throw straight for thinking what he'll do next.

-Sounds serious.

Well, maybe I can help you.

-You're gonna fire him?

-No, I'm going to give you a promotion.

-You mean, I get to be pitcher?!

-Even better.

-KNOCK ON DOOR

-Come in.

-Arthur...

-Did you remember something mean you forgot to say yesterday?

I'm the new assistant coach.

My dad says I must make the team work together. My first project is you.

..Here it comes.

-I got it.

-Get under it. ..That's it.

At least you were under it.

Use your glove to keep the sun out of your eyes.

Yeah!

Keep your eye on the ball, keep your head steady and follow through.

When you throw, push off with your legs and use your shoulder.

Legs...shoulder...

-Wow! You caught it.

-Wow! You threw it straight.

-Sorry I teased you, Arthur.

-Maybe sometimes you overdo it a little.

-If I ever overdo it again, let me know. Deal?

-Deal!

-But it was kind of your fault.

-How was it MY fault?!

Well, you kept dropping balls.

Well, at least when I throw, it lands in the same neighbourhood.

OK, team, this is a play-off game.

But play like any other game. Just have fun.

If you win, I take you for ice cream. If you lose...

-You drive us to the outskirts of town?

-No, I still buy you ice cream.

-I'll never see the outskirts of town.

-OK, team, let's go!

- Run! - The ball didn't hit him.

-It's going to Arthur.

-Oh, I can't watch.

I got it! I got it!

-Throw it here!

-I can't watch.

Run!

Oh!

Buster!

-You were fantastic, Arthur.

-Well, I had a good assistant coach.

Just one hit, Buster.

-Beautiful try! I thought that one was going over the wall.

-Good try!

-We needed one hit and you couldn't...

-Ahem!

-..and you couldn't have made a better try.

-Francine gave me some tips.

-Maybe she could do the same for you.

-Great.

-I need practice pitching.

Let's do it!

Thanks for stopping me before I teased Buster.

Thanks for helping me with my game. See? Teamwork!

But basketball season is coming up.

-If you stink at that, I'll get to tease you all over again.

-Oh!