All Worked Up/Transcript

''Arthur is on a space station. He grabs a floating carton of juice.''

Arthur: Space log, fourteen hundred hours. Heading for the Crab Nebula! Pal floats by.

Pal: (barks)

Arthur: Hey, boy! Come in, Mission Control! Mission Control, come in! Mrs. Read appears on a screen.

Mrs. Read: Oh, hi, sweetie.

Arthur: Mission Control, it's time for Pal's walk.

In the airlock Arthur puts a helmet on pal.

Mrs. Read: Helmet?

Arthur: Check!

Mrs. Read: Gloves?

Arthur: Check!

Mrs. Read: Scarf?

Arthur: Aw! Mission Control!

Mrs. Read: It's 37,000 degrees below zero out there, Arthur.

Arthur: Oh, all right.

Mrs. Read: Got your tether? Arthur attaches it to the wall.

''The door to space opens. Suddenly the control lights flash and there is beeping and a siren. Arthur tries to pull the lever to close the door, but the whole station shakes.''

Arthur: Ah! Mission Control, we have a problem!

Mrs. Read: Oh, yes, your acceleration's not cooperating this morning. Let me just set up the coolant line in the forward auxiliary payload area. The station goes back to normal. And, yup, that should do it. A light blinks.    Oops! That's the laundry. Your Bionic Bunny T-shirt is ready.

Arthur: Mission Control, you're the best! He and Pal float into space.

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'' Mr. Ratburn is handing out graded quizzes.''

Mr. Ratburn: I know you're all eager to see how you fared on the Cameroon quiz. Arthur receives an "A+".    That's quite a streak you've got going, Arthur.

Buster: Wow! How many is that? Five in a row?

Arthur: Yeah.

Francine: I had a streak once. Twenty-two straight soccer games where I scored a goal. I wore the exact pair of socks every game.

Buster: What for?

Francine: That's what keeps a streak going. Look at the pros. They don’t even wash wash their socks when they're on a streak. So, whatever you’ve been doing, Arthur, don’t stop.

Arthur: I don’t believe in streaks.

Francine: By the way, what have you been doing?

Arthur: Nothing. I mean, studying. But nothing superstitious or weird.

Buster: Or smelly.

Francine: Well, if I were you, I wouldn’t change a thing.

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''Arthur has a nightmare. The house looks messy, Mr. Read serves disgusting food and Mrs. Read is always talking on her cell phone.''

Kate: (cries)

Mrs. Read: An hour?! I needed that file ten minutes ago. This is unacceptable. You’re fired! ''Her other cell phone rings. ''Uh-huh? Yeah. No. You’re fired! The regular phone rings.    No. No one here by that name. You’re fired!

D.W.: Mom, can I…

Mrs. Read: Ask your father. ''A helicopter lands in the yard. ''Okay! Gotta go! Helicopter’s here! Big meeting in Crown City! Arthur, I need that coffee! Arthur brings her a plastic pot.

Arthur: You’re going again? But I'm on a streak at school!

Mrs. Read: This is cold. You're fired! Not sure when I'll be back. Kisses, everyone! She climbs out of the window.

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D.W.: Daddy made muffins on Arthur's day to pick the cereal.

Mrs. Read: Oh boy.

D.W.: And he doesn’t like Mary Moo Cow.

Mrs. Read: D.W., it takes a very special person to appreciate Mary Moo Cow.

D.W.: But she's in the Arctic! We could toboggan there if it snowed. Maybe if you're done with your job, we can go.