Arthur's Big Hit/Transcript

ARTHUR'S BIG HIT

Writer: Joe Fallon Storyboard Artist: Robert Yap

Arthur Read: I TOLD YOU NOT TO TOUCH IT!

(he angrily hits D.W. in the arm)

D.W. Read: (cries in tears)

Mother: ARTHUR TIMOTHY READ, COME HERE!

Arthur: Uh-oh. Middle name.

(In the kitchen)

D.W.: Are they gonna amputake my arm?

Father: No, honey, it's amputate, not amputake.

D.W.: Are they gonna amputate?!

Father: No. I'm in charge, and I'm putting ice on it. (D.W. shrieks) What's wrong?

D.W.: That's cold.

(In the hallway)

Mother: Apologize to your sister.

Arthur: No way she should apologize to me I worked all week on this. (Arthur shows his mom the broken model plane) I told her a million times not to touch it.

(David Read carrying D.W.)

D.W.: You're bad.

(In the living room)

David: Arthur this means no TV for a week.

Arthur: What that is so unfair. (Arthur turns to his left on the stool) You don't care what she even did to me.

Jane: We'll deal what she did, but you what you did is wrong too.

(At the school, Arthur and Buster walking)

Arthur: I missed Bionic Bunny last night, because I can't watch TV a whole week. Can you believe that.

Buster: Nope. Don't believe it, you hit your sister that's terrible.

Arthur: C'mon it's like you never hit anybody.

Buster: Nope

(Arthur and Buster entering the school)

Binky: Did you hear that. Arthur just hit his sister, I'm for one of shocked.

4th Grade Male Dog: How you could be shocked about hitting someone.

Binky: Why not.

(Binky stands up to Molly)

Molly: Well you're Binky Barnes ,you always. You know, cant remember the last time that you hit anybody

(Binky gets confused)

Binky: Well, what do you mean.

(Schoolbell rings)

Binky: Hah, don't want to be late

(In the school hallways)

Molly: So what was it Bink

4th Grade Male Dog: So Binky doesn't have to remember the past glorious fights.

(Binky turns around)

Binky: That's right

4th Grade Male Dog: That he is afraid of no one of his established factoid

Binky: That's right

4th Grade Male Dog: He can prove it easily by socking the very next kid who turns that corner

Binky: That's right. What?

(Arthur comes in the hallway where the tough customers are at.)

Molly: Go head Binky. Sock him.

Binky: Maybe I don't feel like it

Molly: You better feel like it or you're out of the club.