Buster's Breathless/Transcript

Arthur: Shh. We're hunting the dangerous snig.

Buster: It has big horns, and makes a terrifying sound, like this: Aroo!

Arthur: And it's really hard to find because it blends in with the trees.

D.W. (as snig): Aroo! Aroo!

Buster: I hear it! I hear it! This way!

(D.W. still making snig calls)

(Arthur groans)

D.W. (as snig): Aroo.

Arthur: D.W., you're not camouflaged at all! It's supposed to be really hard to see you.

Buster: And the aroo has to be much scarier, like this: Aroo!

D.W.: OK, OK. Why do I always have to play the snig? Why can't one of them be the snig for a change? There, that should do it.

Arthur: Once again, we're hunting the dangerous snig.

Buster: It has big horns, and...

Arthur: They know that, Buster.

D.W. (as snig): Aroo!

Buster: I hear it!

Arthur: Let's go!

(D.W. roars)

Buster: Oh no!

Arthur: D.W., you're wearing... (screams)

Buster: Poison ivy!

D.W,: Poison ivy? I thought we were playing dangerous snig.

(Arthur screams)

D.W.: Buster, you can't keep changing games! Wait up!

---Buster's Breathless---
D.W,: It itches, Mommy, it itches!

Jane: This calamine lotion will help, honey.

D.W. Loot at me, everyone will run away from me.

Arthur: No they won't, D.W.

D.W.: You and Buster did.

Jane: It'll go away, D.W. The important thing is not to scratch. Arthur will help distract you.

Arthur: I will?

Arthur: D.W., do you have to wear my hockey mask?

D.W.: If people can't see me, they won't run away.

Buster: Hi, Arthur! Hi, D.W.!

D.W.: I'm not D.W. I'm, uh, Otis.

Buster: Why do you have a hockey mask on, uh, Otis?

D.W.: I don't wanna get hit in the face with a puck. Got a problem with that?

Arthur: She's got poison ivy, and she thinks people will run away from her. I'm supposed to make her feel better.

Buster: Oh. Hey, Arthur, remember back in the fall when I had that really bad cough?

Arthur: What cough?

Buster: You know, the cough that started everything?

(Buster coughing)

Arthur: Check out these old joke books I found in the basement.

Buster: (coughing) Hey, what did the banana say to the hippo?

Arthur: What?

Buster: Nothing, bananas don't talk.

(Arthur and Buster laugh, then Buster starts coughing)

Arthur: Buster, are you OK?

Buster: Having...trouble...breathing.

Buster: I didn't know what was wrong with me. It felt like I was trying to breathe through a straw.

D.W.: So? I can breathe through a straw.

Buster: A straw that's clogged. Allow me to demonstrate. (drinks the milkshake) Ah. See? You can imagine how hard it is to breathe through a straw.

D.W.: No, I can't. I don't have any milkshake left!

Arthur: I remember that day. Your mom came and took you to the doctor's right away!

(Buster coughing)

Arthur: This is all my fault!

David: How can it be your fault?

Arthur: It's because I showed him those dirty books! That's what made him sick! I just know it!

Doctor: The dust and mold from the old joke book made it hard for you to breathe because you have asthma.

Buster: Asthma? Does it mean I can't read joke books anymore, or tell jokes, or laugh?

Doctor: Don't worry, Buster. If you take your medicine, you can do all the things you like.

Buster (narrating): It didn't seem like such a big deal...to me.

Arthur: If he gets even one little bit of dust up his nose, he can't breathe! It could happen anytime!

Francine: Is asthma contagious? Shh. Here he is.

Buster: Hi, guys.

Arthur: Hey, Buster. Here, let me take those for you.