Bully for Binky/Transcript

Buster: Oh no here comes binky Quick! Hide your desserts!

Binky Barnes: Hey pal, you look too full for that cupcake.

Arthur: Binky Barnes is always the biggest bully in school. Even in preschool!

FLASHBACK TO PRESCHOOL

Arthur: I'm going to color a rainbow.

Arthur: Can we share the crayons? I need to color a rainbow.

Binky: Oh Okay. I'll Share this white one.

FLASHBACK TO PARADE.

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

Binky: What's the matter, can't see?

Arthur: No.

Binky: Then I guess you have you wait till you grow up to see a parade.

PRESENT TIME

Binky: That's an awful big Cookie for 1 kid to eat Arthur.

Arthur: but what can you do about a bully who's also Huge!

BULLY FOR BINKY

Francine Frensky: We have to do something about the Binky problem.

Buster: Yeah, I haven't tasted a dessert all year.

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

Brain: Let's examine Binky to discover his weaknesses. See, He's big, he's strong. His large feet root him solidly to the ground.

Arthur: He's like a tree, execpt without the birds.

Buster: A tree that can chase after you.

Francine: I can't think of any weaknesses.

Rattles: Hey, Binky, I don't see Sue Ellen anywhere. Binky: Thanks, Thanks a lot! I gotta go practice.

MS. KRASNY: Thank you, Prunella. Next, a classical piece for clarinet and alto saxophone.

Arthur: Binky, everybody's looking for you.

Binky: Why?

Arthur: They're all aplotting you.

Binky: Not me—her. She was better than me. She beat me.

Arthur: Always beating somebody isn't the most important thing.

Binky: Well to me it is. I'm not the best at anything. I got held back a year, remember. Mine went higher. Everybody would laugh at me if I didn't beat them.

Arthur: Maybe they wouldn't laugh at you, maybe they'd actually like you.

Binky: What do you know?

Arthur: All I know that together you and Sue Ellen sounded the best of anyone.

Binky: Well, If I were gonna cry about it, I guess I could go back.

Arthur: That's right. We're all crying.

Binky: Well, don't.