Waiting to Go 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 If 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

# Oh, believe in yourself For that's the place to start

-# 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!

-Hey!

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

-Hey, DW!

-Hey!

GERMAN ACCENT: Tiniest relatives, here in Berlin it's 6.48am

and 20 seconds.

My new camera 3000 tells the time in 50 different countries.

In Helsinki it's 7.49.

In Matsuyama it's almost 3am. That's Japan. In Wellington, New Zealand...

An open shot! I'm gonna score!

In Caraway... Ah!

HE GASPS

Arthur, tell Binky I'm not talking to him until he apologises.

Me?! Tell Brain, till he apologises for blowing my shot,

-never speaking's just fine!

-Oh, yeah? Arthur, tell Binky...

-CAR HORN BLOWS

-Sorry, got to go.

Muffy's got a ballet class. Do either of you need a ride?

-My mum's coming any moment.

-Well, my mum's taking me to the movies.

-You're OK waiting?

-I am, but maybe Binky's not!

I can wait ten times longer than HIM!

Gee, my mother's never late.

Hey, Brain, do you know what time it is?

Grrr!

How long did you say we had been waiting?

I don't know. You broke my watch, remember?!

I thought we weren't TALKING to each other!

-So how long do you think we've been waiting?

-I don't know. A LONG time!

I knew it! What if my mother never comes?!

Oh, I'm late to pick up Binky.

Let's not pick him up. It's so nice and quiet without him.

You're right. We can watch what WE want on TV for once.

And think of the savings.

Food, clothes, sitters.

That was Binky's favourite. Enjoy!

Ah, this is the life!

No dinners to cook, no rooms to clean and best of all, no...

-What was our son's name again?

-I forget!

They've forgotten me.

Binky, be logical. Our mothers are probably just stuck in traffic.

-On a Sunday?

-Well, maybe something's causing the traffic.

Hey!

Come on, all that traffic from one duck?

-Well, it could be a whole family of ducks.

-But can't ducks fly?

Mmm, that's true.

But ostriches can't!

Maybe there was a rip in the time/space continuum.

According to Einstein's theory of relativity,

they would be travelling at speeds

that'd make time move slower for them than for us here on earth.

'Time is relative.'

They could show up years from now without knowing how long it's been.

Sorry, we're a few minutes late.

A few minutes(?) We've been waiting 70 years

for you, young whippersnappers.

-HE GULPS

-You're really weird!

I'm just saying, we need to examine ALL the possibilities.

Maybe they'll feel bad about being so late.

-This could be the best day of our lives.

-What are you talking about?

We've been waiting so long,

our parents will feel really GUILTY and then we've got it made.

It's a great cake, but where are the presents?!

Well, sweetums, you've had 13 birthday parties this year.

We figured you'd be happy with just the cake.

Do I need to remind you how long I waited in the cold,

the howling wind...?

-Yes, but...

-Perhaps I could tell the local newspaper all about it.

Oh, Daddy's running to the toy store right now.

And swing by the ice-cream parlour!

This cake's looking a little bare!

-The longer we wait...

-The greater their guilt!

And I thought you were held back because you weren't so smart.

No, it was so I could pass on my wisdom to you youngsters.

Our mums can take their sweet time.

You said it. Every extra minute of waiting

is like money in the bank!

Ah, except for one thing. Waiting is really boring without TV.

You don't need TV to pass the time.

A good book on 18th century land reform would do.

If you say so. But we don't have that either.

Well, what did people do before TV and books?

Watched clouds?

Clouds - yes, that'll pass loads of time.

See, there's a cumulus and a cumulonimbus.

-Oh, and look, a stratocumulus cirrus.

-You're doing it all wrong!

You're supposed to use your imagination.

OK, then... what does that one look like?

-Wow, it looks just like...

-Yeah, an amoeba!

-An amoeba?

I was going to say that cotton thing that you clean ears with.

-You mean...a swab?

-Yeah, a swab! Except without the stick.

Binky, concentrate! Surely you see an amoeba?

I don't see an amoeba! I see a swab!

OK, OK, it's a stickless swab!

Wow, another tie.

-Brain...what's an amoeba?

-It's a one-celled microscopic...

No, I can't take it! I am so bored!

We must have broken the world record for waiting.

Please, Mum, we won't make you feel guilty!

Just come and pick us u-u-up!

-Hey! H...E...

-What are you doing?

There! That should do the trick.

-Binky, that only works if we're waiting for a plane, not a car.

-Oh.

Or, in this case, gnats!

Hey, look, a pair of Cleats! Someone must have left them behind.

Do you understand what this means? Someone will come back for them!

And we'll be saved!

-Yes, yes!

-Whoo-hoo!

That is... if we don't die of hunger, first.

I have carrots. My mum packed them.

She works in an ice-cream parlour and all she packs are carrots(!)

Would you prefer a turnip?

-HE GROANS

-I just remembered!

My mum packed them when she still loved me. ..Peanut butter crackers!

Thanks, Binky. I'm sorry I made you miss that goal.

That's OK. I'm sorry I broke your watch.

To never fighting again.

You may want to conserve. Who knows how long we'll be here?

I only took one sip of juice

and I've divided my rations to last five more hours.

Yeah, yeah, yeah! I'm starving!

-Those crackers made me thirsty.

-Too bad!

'It was your juice box to begin with, Binky,

'and we're so quenching!'

Um...Binky?

The cranberries are right!

-Give it to me!

-Give it to me!

-Stop it!

-Got it!

That was MY juice! It wasn't a fair fight! You're bigger than I am!

That doesn't matter. On World of Wrestling,

Tiny Tommy Tornado always wins

because he has the better moves.

All that wrestling is fake.

Not all of it. Look, take my arm, like this.

Ah! OK, I'll call.

Oh, my gosh! Are you OK?

Sure. Nice reverse hammer flip back there. You're a natural.

Wow, that was great! And it passed the time!

-LOUD LICKING

-Hey, do you hear something?

-No!

My crackers! Come back, you miserable cur!

OK, if we catch him, we can attach a rescue note to his collar. Come on!

-Here they are.

-Hey, someone made a sign.

KELP? Hmm...

Isn't kelp a type of seaweed?

I think so. Too bad Brain is not here. He'd know.

BOTH: Wait! Stop! Save us!

I'm reaching the end of my rope.

-HE CRIES

-I want my mummy! I want my mummy!

Soon, the night, and then, the wolves. Binky, we're going to die!

-HE CHOKES UP

-It was nice knowing you, Brain.

Likewise...Binky.

-Binky?

-Allan?

Allan, what are you doing?

BOTH: Mum! We're saved!

I had an appointment where Binky's mother works,

-so we decided to car pool here together.

-And that's it?!

What took you all these hours?!

What are you talking about? We're only 15 minutes late. See?

BOTH: 15 minutes?

Gee, you were right after all.

According to Einstein's theory of relativity, it was actually

a lot longer than 15 minutes.

-Allan, we still have time to go to the bookstore.

-Are you kidding?

World of Wrestling is on TV, and I don't want to miss a single minute!

Subtitles by Barrie Gilchrist BBC Broadcast 2003

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