Bully for Binky/Misfortune Teller 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!

It's Binky! Hide your desserts!

Hey, pal! You look too full for that cake. I'll take it off your hands.

Binky Barnes has always been a bully, even in pre-school.

-I'm going to colour a rainbow.

-Ha-ha!

Can we share the crayons? I'm colouring a rainbow.

OK. I'll share this WHITE one.

'Binky doesn't even take a day off for holidays.'

-What's the matter? Can't see?

-No.

You'll have to wait till you grow up to see a parade!

That's an awful big cookie for one kid to eat, Arthur.

But what can you do about a bully who's also HUGE?

Hi!

-We have to do something about Binky.

-I haven't tasted a dessert all year!

-Coming through!

-What we need is an emergency anti-Binky plan.

Let's examine Binky's weaknesses.

He's big, strong, his large feet root him solidly to the ground...

He's like a tree...without birds.

-A tree that can chase you!

-I can't think of any weaknesses.

I've got it! He likes dessert, especially other kids' desserts.

-So what?!

-We can feed him so much that he gets too slow to chase us.

He'd probably just fall on us and flatten us.

THEY SCREAM

Face it. No-one's big enough to challenge Binky.

7,303, 7,3... Hey!

Ha-ha! D'you lose count on your WIDDLE jump WOPE(?)

-I was going for the record, you oaf!

-Are you talkin' to me, pipsqueak?!

You owe me an apology.

Sue Ellen, you haven't been here long. That's Binky Barnes!

You tell her. Get to know the name. B-I-N...K-Y Barnes!

-If he apologises for being so rude, I'll apologise.

-Apologise?!

-Maybe you'd rather fight me?

-OK.

-What did you say?!

I said, "OK." I won't let some big bully push me around.

-Yes, you will.

-I don't think so.

I'll see you after school, playground, three o'clock.

Right. Three o'clock. ..What are you looking at?!

Halley's Comet!

Where?

Attention, people, here are the pieces for the recital.

Can we do a duet for drums and tuba? Hit it, Buster!

Maybe at a future recital. I'm not sure the world's ready yet.

-OK. Our first piece is for clarinet and sax. Binky and Sue Ellen?

-Uh-oh.

This sounds crazy, but Binky looks kinda scared of Sue Ellen.

-Hah!

-Impossible!

SHE WHISPERS

I wish I knew what she was saying.

BELL RINGS

I don't see Sue Ellen. I guess she's too scared.

Yeah. She said she had to go to some Korean cooking class!

Tae kwon do!

-Did she tell you tae kwon do was a cooking class?

-No.

-But it's like baking cookies, right?

-Binky, tae kwon do isn't baking.

It's that martial arts stuff.

That's it?! It's like ballet!

'Up next, women's tae kwon do!'

Huh?!

That frozen yoghurt looks good!

-We're on for three, right?

-Just make sure you're there.

-OK. See you.

-HORN BLARES

-Hear that? My mother's calling me!

-That was a truck horn.

-I'll deal with that pipsqueak on Monday.

She'll spend the weekend scared!

-She probably won't sleep.

-Yeah!

- Hi, Binky! Where were you today? - He had something important to do.

Monday after school? He'll be there.

I hope you don't end up like the last guy he fought! ..Who was that?

-I don't remember.

-SHUSH!

Have you guys seen Binky? He was supposed to meet me here.

He volunteered to clap erasers after school.

BINKY COUGHS

I think Binky's scared of me.

Then he'll know what it feels like.

-What happened to the last guy who fought Binky?

-I dunno. Who was it?

I can't remember anyone fighting him.

BINKY SNEEZES

BINKY WHISTLES

-Sue Ellen left.

-She ran away, huh?

-She said if you were too scared to fight, she'll call it off.

-Scared?!

I've just been very busy!

Er...can I talk to you guys?

Us? OK, I guess.

Well, not here.

I can't talk to Molly and Rattles. They wouldn't understand.

-See...I've never fought anybody before.

-Never?!

They all ran away. I'm worried I might...hurt that little pipsqueak!

If you didn't pick fights, you wouldn't have this problem.

-But it's what I'm good at.

-That's true.

-Use that energy for something constructive, like music.

-That's it!

I'll beat her in music! That's how I'll humiliate her.

-That's not what I meant, Binky.

-I've gotta go practise.

-Are you OK?

-Fine, just fine!

Thank you. Next, a classical piece for clarinet and alto saxophone.

Before we begin our classical piece, we will play improvisational jazz.

If you're not up to it, sit out!

PLAYS JAZZY SOLO

CHEERING

SUE ELLEN PLAYS SAME SOLO

SHE PLAYS FASTER

CHEERING

-Binky, everybody's looking for you.

-Why?

-They're applauding you.

Not me, her. She was better. She beat me.

-Winning isn't the most important thing.

-To me, it is.

I'm not the best at anything. I got held back a year, remember?

Mine went higher! Everybody'd laugh at me if I didn't beat 'em.

-Maybe they'd actually like you.

-What do you know?!

Together, you and Sue Ellen sounded the best.

Well, if everybody's gonna cry about it, I guess I could go back.

-Yeah. We're gonna cry.

-Well, don't!

THEY PLAY IN HARMONY

-I don't wanna fight, Binky.

-OK.

-But if YOU ever want to, I'm ready.

I'll remember that.

I guess we won't need the anti-Binky plan.

OK. Back to the plan!

Er...just checking for harmful objects. Have a nice day!

There's only one anti-Binky weapon!

People can really believe in weird things. Like Buster, for instance.

You think aliens will find them?!

Each has a tag with my address and "Welcome, aliens" on it.

When aliens come, I want them stopping here.

-Why?

-So I can trade "I Love Earth" T-shirts.

And bumper stickers! Aliens will definitely land some day.

When they do, they'll want souvenirs.

Francine believes she plays better when she wears her lucky socks.

-I don't want the luck to rub off, so I don't wash them. Wanna see?

-No!

I don't believe in any weird stuff.

All clear. No monsters.

Hey! Let's have fun! Prunella!

Didn't Prunella just have a birthday party?

This is her HALF birthday party.

Since it's your half birthday, I got you a half baseball!

-I wanted to see inside!

-This is half a yard of liquorice.

Half a chocolate bar. Who's that?

That's Prunella's sister, Rubella.

Gather round, everyone! I want everybody to perceive this!

What is it? A cootie catcher!

Don't laugh! You'll anger it.

It was created by a mystical process, handed down by our ancestors.

Transylvanian commuters of the Carpathians!

-Wow! Her ancestors were commuters.

-This must be REALLY mystic.

It can tell fortunes when given to a girl on her half birthday.

Sure(!) Can I have some cake now?

Ask it to foretell your fortune. Will I play professional football?

-Pick a colour.

-Green.

-G-R-E-E-N.

-Pick a number. Three.

-One, two, three.

-Pick another number.

-Six.

-It says, "Yes."

-We have to wait to know if it was right.

Will I get an A on the geography test?

-You never get A's, Buster.

-A colour, then a number, then another number.

Blue...two...five.

-"It is certain."

-Funny. I don't even get A's in my alphabet soup!

-Unusually good work, Buster. Congratulations.

-It was right!

We'll test it with a tough question.

Will Binky sing a stupid song in front of everyone tomorrow?

Red...one...eight.

-"Yes, definitely."

-It's going to be wrong this time.

-That's for sure.

The last line is UP the spout. It's DOWN the spout!

Barnes, come here!

-Sing Eensy Weensy Spider.

-Yes, sir, Coach!

# The eensy weensy spider went up the water spout

# Down came the rain and washed the spider out

# Out came the sun and dried up all the rain

# And the eensy weensy spider went UP the spout again. #

OK. You were right.

-That thing doesn't really work.

-You made me miss the prediction!

-You don't need money.

-I do!

-The cootie catcher said you didn't.

I don't have any money. Look!

-I can't get a soda if you don't lend me money.

-It says you're lying.

-Excuse me, young man.

-Huh?

-A lady gave me a dollar to carry her bags!

-It was right again.

He didn't need my money. Oh, brother!

You may ask only one question.

-The process is too draining.

-I grow weary.

-Will I get straight A's?

-Will I own a dog?

Will I ever go to college in Paris? Should I get a nose job?

When I play pro-ball, will I be a quarterback?

-You HAVE to play, Francine.

-I can't play today, Buster. It said so.

Anyone who ignores the cootie catcher is cursed.

Arthur, that stuff is stupid.

-My bike!

-It's the curse of the cootie catcher!

Should I buy a new bike?

-Don't touch me.

-Sorry. When can I get my fortune told again?

-When the new sun casts long shadows.

-You mean tomorrow morning?!

Can I get my fortune told too?

A child's worry is but a drop of rain in a sea of tears.

Who wants to come to my house to play computer games? The ones you love!

Guys? Arthur? Buster? Hey, you guys!

-Tah-dah!

-What is it?

-A deluxe platinum cootie catcher!

With all-new better fortunes. Come on. Ask it anything.

Should I study for the test?

"You will be very wealthy." Now you, Arthur.

Will I get new sneakers?

"You will have incredible riches."

Francine, you're the 100th passer-by today. You win a free cone.

- I must pay for my ice cream. - What's all that nonsense?

We must obey it. It killed my bike.

It told me to carry my good-luck charm everywhere.

Strike three! Four strike outs! You haven't swung at a pitch all day.

I'm not supposed to swing today.

-Why are you doing this?

-I have to.

She is tired. Speak softly. Only ISH sounds - fish, dish, sandwish.

-It's gone!

-Gone?! It can't be gone! Where'd you have it last?

-This can't be happening!

-No-o-o!

-Let's search.

-Let's check at school.

Hurry! My powers...they're draining.

-You want to go to school on Saturday?

-Yes! Unlock the door, please!

I must be doing something right.

You can use mine, Prunella.

Only the one given on her half birthday has the power!

I bet Muffy stole it! She envied my powers! I hate you, Muffy. You're...

-Did you want this? I found it in your pants in the wash.

-Oops. Sorry.

-It still works.

-Let's go to my house and watch TV.

Turtles, Turtles, Turtles is on!

Wait! Shouldn't we ask if it's OK to watch TV?

Arthur! Turtles, Turtles, Turtles is starting!

-It says we can't watch it.

-Still listening to that dopey thing?!

- Don't let it hear you say that. - I don't care. I'm having fun.

Don't look! Do you wanna be cursed?

-That is SO funny!

-I can't take it. Why are we doing this?

Should we obey some folded paper or make our own decisions?

-Let's ask it.

-Yeah!

-You're missing the point.

-Pick a colour and then the numbers.

Yellow.

Two. ..Two again.

Should we stop listening to you?

"Yes, definitely."

-Free at last!

-Let's see Turtles!

Turtles, Turtles, Turtles!

DW, turn out your light! I can't sleep! >

..Can I get to sleep in an hour?

"No." Two hours?

"No."

# And I say, 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

# It's a simple message And it comes from the heart

# Believe in yourself For that's the place to start

# We can learn to work and play And get along with each other

# What a wonderful kind of day HEY! #