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| == Reads' Living Room == | | === Title Card === |
| (Arthur plays Chopsticks on the piano)
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| Arthur (to the viewers): Do you know that tune? If you said Chopsticks, you're right! Now, try this!
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| (Arthur plays London Bridge is Falling Down on the piano)
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| Arthur: London Bridge is Falling Down. Pretty easy. Now, see if you can name this one!
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| (Arthur plays a different tune on the piano)
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| Arthur: If you don't recognize it, it's because I made it up. I hoped it would be famous, but it wasn't. It needed a little something.
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| (D.W. enters the living room loudly banging a spoon and pot on a bowl on her head. This annoys Arthur as he covers his ears.)
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| Arthur: A really weird, pesky, little, something.
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| == Title Card == | |
| Intertitle: Arthur Underwater | | Intertitle: Arthur Underwater |
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| Arthur: Hi! | | Arthur: Hi! |
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| == Reads' Kitchen == | | === Reads' Kitchen === |
| [[David Read|Dad]]: Yesiree, on a chilly morning like this, you kids need oatmeal that's really gonna stick to your ribs. Ta-dah. How about a nice healthy portion for [[Jane Read|Mom]]? | | [[David Read|Dad]]: Yesiree, on a chilly morning like this, you kids need oatmeal that's really gonna stick to your ribs. Ta-da! How about a nice healthy portion for [[Jane Read|Mom]]. |
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| (The oatmeal sticks to the pot)
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| [[David Read|Dad]]: Hmmm, the baking soda must've reacted with the molasses.
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| [[Jane Read|Mom]] (disappointedly): Looks like we'll have to make do with store-bought cereal. Arthur, would you...
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| Arthur: Sure, Mom! (runs to the pantry)
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| [[David Read|Dad]]: Alright, alright. Believe me, the only thing you'll get from that stuff is a mouthful of cavities!
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| (Arthur runs back to the table and pours the cereal into the bowl. Then, he notices a piece of paper in the cereal.)
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| D.W.: Wow! And I thought letters came in alphabet soup!
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| (Arthur opens the paper and reads it aloud)
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| Arthur: The Crunch Cereal Jingle Contest. Send us your song about Crunch and you could win a year supply of Crunch Cereal. WOW!
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| [[David Read|Dad]]: That's a prize?!
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| Arthur: And your jingle will also be aired on TV with the new Crunch Cereal commercial. ON TV?! COOL! Include twenty boxtops with each entry.
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| (Arthur pours the cereal into D.W.'s bowl)
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| Arthur: Keep eating!
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| ==Reads' Front Yard==
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| (Arthur thinks of a jingle while building a snowman)
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| Arthur: Crunch, crunch, crunch. (eats a handful of Crunch Cereal)
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| D.W. (while building her snowperson): Maybe you should try to think of a word that rhymes with "crunch". Besides "crunch".
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| Arthur: I'm waiting for an idea.
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| D.W.: How about "dunce"? That sorta rhymes with crunch.
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| Arthur: You can't just think of things that rhyme, D.W. A jingle has to be the perfect combination of words with the perfect melody. You're too young to understand great art.
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| (D.W. made The Thinker statue)
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| D.W.: Hey, how about lunch?
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| Arthur: Lunch?
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| (He gets hit from a snowball by D.W.)
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| D.W.: (laughs)
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| (Then, Arthur makes a snowball and tries to throw it at her)
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| D.W.: Mom!
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| ==Lakewood Elementary Music Room==
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| (Arthur sits at the piano and thinks of notes for his jingle while eating more Crunch Cereal. He tries one note.)
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| Arthur: Too sad.
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| (He tries another note.)
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| Arthur: Too silly.
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| (He tries another note.)
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| Arthur: Ehh, I guess it will do.
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| (Then, Buster arrives.)
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| Buster: Arthur! Snowball fight! The fourth graders captured Francine and they're gonna give her the powdered donut treatment! Come on!
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| (Arthur and Buster rush outside)
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| ==Lakewood Elementary Front Yard==
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| (Once outside, the fourth graders laugh and throw snowballs at Buster and Arthur)
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| Buster: Duck!
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| (They avoid the snowballs)
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| Buster: This way!
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| (They crawl for shelter)
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| Buster: How's that jingle coming?
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| Arthur: I've pretty much finished the words. It goes.... Eat crunch!
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| Buster: I like it!
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| (They hide behind a snow mound)
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| Arthur: But no matter how hard I try, I can't think of a tune.
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| Buster: You know what you need? A band!
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| Arthur: Maybe you're right! All I need to do is....
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| (the mound rumbles, and out comes Francine)
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| Francine: ALL YOU NEED TO DO IS STAND STILL SO THAT I CAN PULVERIZE YOU!
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| Buster: Francine, we've been looking all over for you!
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| Francine: Because you two spent all your time yakking, I got the cream puff torture, as well as the powdered donut treatment, and....
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| Arthur: Hey Francine, wanna be the drummer in my band?
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| Francine: A band? Sure!
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| ==Lakewood Elementary Music Room==
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| (Arthur and Buster hold auditions for the band. Outside, in the hallway, there is a long line of students with their instruments waiting their turn. One kid fails as he exits the music room with his banjo.)
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| Kid: I guess I should've taken those lessons.
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| Arthur: NEXT!
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| (Arthur and Buster evaluate the next auditioner while Arthur continues to eat Crunch Cereal. The first one plays an off-key version of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star with his violin. Arthur then shakes his head.)
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| (The next auditioner plays an off-key version of Silent Night on her clarinet while blowing it really hard. Arthur and Buster both shake their heads.)
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| (Then, George plays a fast ascending scale tune on his flute, but he faints. Finally, Grandma Thora comes in.)
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| Grandma Thora (singing while using spoons as percussion): Grandma's got a brand new hat! Gonna groove it all night long!
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| Arthur and Buster (together): Cool!
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| (Binky comes in)
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| Binky: Solo for clarinet by some old dead dude. Kerschiel Listing #417.
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| (He then plays the tune.)
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| Buster: Wow, Binky. That was really beautiful.
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| Binky: You wanna make something out of it?!
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| Arthur: I think we have our band!
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| ==Reads' Garage==
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| (Arthur's band warms up. Then, Arthur comes to the podium)
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| Arthur: I wanted to start off with a bang! So I think everyone should play a really loud note and then we'll...
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| Francine: What if we....
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| Arthur: Does someone have a question? I didn't see anybody raise their hand!
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| (Francine raises her hand, much to her disgust)
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| Arthur: Yes, Francine?
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| Francine: I thought it would be nice to start out with a drumroll.
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| (she does a drumroll on the drum set)
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| Arthur: Hmmmm, I don't think so.
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| Muffy: Yeah! And then the Brain and I can come in with the strings.
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| (Brain and Muffy play)
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| Sue Ellen: And then we'll add the horns.
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| (Sue Ellen chimes in, and then everyone plays on their own accord)
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| Arthur: No! No! No! Stop!
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| (The band stops)
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| Arthur: I've got the entry form! I've eaten 15 boxes of crunch! And this is my jingle! So we're gonna play it my way! Any questions?
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| (The band falls to a concerned silence. The band tries again, but they play a really loud note, sending Arthur backward into the garage furniture.)
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| Arthur: Well, maybe that was too much of a bang. But I think it's a good start.
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| [[David Read|Dad]]: (knocks on the garage door; Arthur answers it) Arthur, what was that noise?! It could be heard a mile away!
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| Arthur: Sorry, we'll try to keep it down. We're rehearsing a jingle.
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| (Everyone leaves)
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| Arthur: Hey, wait! Where are you going?
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| Francine: Maybe we should come back when you have an actual tune for us to play.
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| Muffy: Most unready.
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| Grandma Thora: It is kinda hard on the ears.
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| Arthur: Where's everyone going? We'll come up with a tune. That's what you're here for.
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| Buster: Come on, Arthur. I'll buy you a milkshake.
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| Arthur: No thanks, I have work to do.
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| Buster: Maybe you should give it a rest for awhile.
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| Arthur: Did Mozart give it a rest? Did the guy who wrote, "Ring a round the rosie" give it a rest? I dont think so, Buster!
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| ==Read's Living Room 2==
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| (Arthur plays a note on the piano.)
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| Arthur: Eat Crunch. Oh, I'll never come up with anything.
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| (puts his head down on the piano. Suddenly, he hears D.W. humming in her room. He goes upstairs to investigate.)
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| ==D.W.'s Room==
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| (D.W. brushes Nadine's hair.)
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| D.W.: Stay still, Nadine. (continues to hum while brushing her hair)
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| Nadine: (gasps and then disappears the moment she sees Arthur)
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| D.W. (singing): Oh I have a hunch, breakfast, dinner, and lunch, would be so fun to munch if I had it with Nadine.
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| Arthur: That's it. It's perfect! Perfect!
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| (Nadine reappears after Arthur leaves.)
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| D.W.: He's lost his cookies, Nadine!
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| (continues to brush Nadine's hair)
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| Nadine: Too much of that cereal.
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| ==Reads' Garage 2==
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| (Buster packs up his tuba. Then, Arthur comes in.)
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| Arthur: I've got it, Buster! I've got the jingle! Listen to this.
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| ==Arthur's Room==
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| (Arthur and Buster listen to the jingle)
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| Arthur (singing): Oh I have a hunch, breakfast, dinner, and lunch, would be so fun to munch if I had it with Crunch!
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| Buster: That was fantastic! How did you come up with it?
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| Arthur: I was sitting in the living room when I heard this tune.... (he becomes concerned)
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| Buster: Yeah, so?
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| Arthur: In my head. And... the words just came to me. That's all.
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| Buster: Wow! I guess that's how a great jingle is born! Nothing, nothing, and then, poof! Out of nowhere, something beautiful!
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| Arthur: I gotta go mail this. The deadline's tomorrow.
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| ==In Town==
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| (Arthur rushes to the closest public mailbox, but trips over D.W.'s sled)
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| D.W.: Watch it, you maniac! You want to end up a pile of roadkill?!
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| Arthur: Uh, sorry, D.W.
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| D.W.: Nadine and I were just talking about you. And we've decided that you need to eat more fruit. (she pulls out an apple from her coat pocket) Here.
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| Arthur: Thanks. I have to go.
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| D.W.: Oh, is that the jingle for the contest?
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| Arthur: THIS?! (gasps shortly) Oh yes, I suppose it is.
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| D.W.: So, let's hear it!
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| Arthur (singing): Oh, munch, crunch, snap, pop, fizz.
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| Arthur (talking): Something like that. Gotta run.
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| (Arthur runs to the mailbox, then takes a bite of the apple.)
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| ==Fantasy Sequence==
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| (Arthur fantasizes about himself playing his jingle in front of a crowd. Once he's finished playing, the crowd cheers as he smiles. Then, D.W. comes closer to the stage.)
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| D.W.: ARTHUR! ARTHUR!
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| Arthur: D.W.?
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| D.W.: Arthur, over here!
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| Arthur: D.W., where are you?
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| D.W.: Art.... (falls on the ground)
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| Arthur: (runs off stage to meet up with D.W.) D.W.! D.W., are you alright?
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| D.W. (sadly): Here. (hands over the apple)
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| ==In Town 2==
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| (Arthur looks around, worried and mails the entry anyways.)
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| ==Reads' Living Room==
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| TV Announcer: THE BIONIC BUNNY SHOW!
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| D.W.: (laughs as she watches the TV)
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| TV Announcer: We'll be right back after these messages.
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| Arthur: (wakes up and yawns. He then goes downstairs and hears a catchy tune.)
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| Man (singing): Oh I have a hunch, breakfast, dinner, and lunch....
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| Arthur: (gasps as he rushes to the TV)
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| Man (singing): ...would be so fun to munch if I had it with Crunch!
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| D.W.: This commercial isn't as good as the old one.
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| Arthur: D.W., I can explain everything!
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| D.W.: HEY! GET AWAY FROM THE TV!
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| [[David Read|Dad]]: Breakfast is ready, kids!
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| (Arthur turns off the TV once the commercial ends)
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| ==Reads' Kitchen 2==
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| [[David Read|Dad]]: You're gonna love this stuff! One bowl and you won't be hungry 'til dinner!
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| (the doorbell rings)
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| [[David Read|Dad]]: Who could that be?
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| ==Read's Front Yard 2==
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| ([[David Read|Dad]] answers the door)
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| Crunch Cereal Representative: Is this the Read residence?
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| [[David Read|Dad]]: Yes.
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| Crunch Cereal Representative: (clears throat) On behalf of the Crunch Cereal company, I am happy to present you with a year supply of Crunch Cereal!
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| (the truck dumps the cereal on the driveway)
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| Crunch Cereal Representative: And a certificate proclaiming the winner of the Crunch Cereal jingle contest, Ms. D.W. Read!
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| D.W.: ME?!
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| (Now, Arthur and D.W. stack the cereal boxes)
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| Arthur: And I started to feel bad, and I realized I had to put your name on it since it was your song. I was going to tell you, but I was waiting for the right time. You aren't mad, aren't you?
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| D.W.: You sent that crummy thing in? I have much better songs than that.
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| Arthur: Oh, right! Like?!
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| D.W.: Like the one I wrote this morning.
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| D.W. (singing): Oh everyone thinks that my brother stinks like a piece of yellow cheese! But me I say, that's okay, as long as there's a breeze! (she gets hit by a snowball)
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| D.W. (talking): MOM!!!!!!
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| (Arthur continues to throw snowballs at her as she goes inside the house for cover.)
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| (END)
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