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| [[Prunella Packs It In]]
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| == Prunella Packs It In ==
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| === Introduction === | | === Introduction === |
| ''In her fantasy Prunella walks through a stone hall carrying a torch.'' | | ''In her fantasy Prunella walks through a stone hall carrying a torch.'' |
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| '''Prunella:''' Don't worry, boy. I still think you're terrifying. | | '''Prunella:''' Don't worry, boy. I still think you're terrifying. |
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| === Title Card: Fortune Teller ===
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| ''Brain serves Muffy in his parents’ ice-cream shop. Prunella comes in.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Hey, Brain. One Magical Mystery Sundae, please. ''to Muffy:'' Do you want to come over and fight the three-headed dog of Doogenkirk with me?
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| '''Muffy:''' Sorry, I have tap class. Besides, isn’t hat something you do with Rubella?
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| '''Prunella:''' She's too busy studying for some silly test. ''Brain hands Muffy two ice-cream cones.''
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| '''Brain:''' You mean the college exam? That ''is'' a big test. It's what colleges look at when they decide whether or not to take you.
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| '''Prunella:''' There’s a single exam that gets you into college?
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| '''Muffy:''' If there is, Daddy must have gotten an A+. He went to Ivy University, and that's the best college there is.
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| '''Brain:''' The college exam isn't graded with a letter, Muffy. They’re graded with numbers.
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| '''Muffy:''' Oh. Then I guess he got a million.
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| '''Prunella:''' But what if you don't do well on exams?
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| '''Brain:''' Colleges also look at your grades. So, if you're a good student, you shouldn't have anything to worry about.
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| '''Prunella:''' What if you're an okay student?
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| '''Muffy:''' Don't worry. There are a zillion colleges out there. I'm sure there’s at least one that will take you. ''She walks out. Brain serves Prunella her sundae.''
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| '''Brain:''' Do you want gummy newts in that?
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| '''Prunella:''' Actually...I've lost my appetite. ''She walks out. Brain drops the newt on the sundae.''
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| <nowiki>#</nowiki>
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| ''Prunella lies in bed at night. She hears Muffy’s voice.''
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| '''Muffy:''' 'There are a zillion colleges out there. I'm sure there’s at least one that will take you. ...will take you...'
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| ''In her dream attends a college graduation ceremony with her mother and Mr. Haney. She gets up ''
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| '''Dean Pickles:''' Prunella Deegan, for successfully completing four years of pie-throwing and batball, I, Dean Pickles, of the Whoop-Dee-Doo College for clowns, present you this non-refundable diploma. Congratulations. ''He gives Prunella a diploma and shakes her hand with a hand buzzer.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Argh!
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| '''Audience:''' (laugh) ''Prunella wakes up.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Augh!!
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| <nowiki>#</nowiki>
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| ''In the library Prunella brings a large pile of books to the checkout counter. Muffy arrives with Bailey.''
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| '''Muffy:''' You’re not checking out all the Henry Skreever books, are you? I've reserved “The Chalice Of Malice”.
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| '''Prunella:''' These are text books. Quantum physics, surrealist poetry, the Crimean War...
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| '''Muffy:''' Since when are you interested in that stuff?
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| '''Prunella:''' Since I decided I don't want to go to Clown College.
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| '''Muffy:''' Are you still worried about that? Look, there are other ways to get in besides good grades and tests. They also want people who are well-rounded.
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| '''Prunella:''' But I'm thin as a rail!
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| '''Muffy:''' No, silly. Well-rounded means having lots of fascinating interests and activities.
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| '''Prunella:''' Does being a Henry Skreever fan count?
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| '''Muffy:''' Uh...no. They have to be things that make you seem exciting, like playing the ukulele or delivering turkeys to orphans.
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| '''Prunella:''' What do ''you'' do?
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| '''Muffy:''' I folk dance, play the okarina, and I come here every week and read to little kids. ''A group of preschoolers is waiting.''
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| '''Prunella:''' How do you have time to do all that?
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| '''Muffy:''' When you really care about stuff, Prunella, you just find the time. ''Muffy takes an “I Ching, You Ching” magazine and sits down on a couch. Bailey starts reading to the preschoolers.''
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| '''Bailey:''' “Chapter One. A funny face peered at me through the gate. It was none other than my pet goat." ''Miss Turner has checked out all the books and put them in abox.''
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| '''Prunella:''' I don’t think I’m gonna need these, Miss Turner.
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| <nowiki>#</nowiki> | | <nowiki>#</nowiki> |
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| '''Prunella:''' Well, unfortunately, the Cultural Center isn't offering any classes in Fortune Telling. "How to speak useful Czech." That sounds... useful. Now all I have to do is get my mum to sign me up. This is going to be great. | | '''Prunella:''' Well, unfortunately, the Cultural Center isn't offering any classes in Fortune Telling. "How to speak useful Czech." That sounds... useful. Now all I have to do is get my mum to sign me up. This is going to be great. |
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| <nowiki>#</nowiki>
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| ''Prunella is sitting cross-legged with other students in a room in the Elwood City Cultural Center. She is the only child.''
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| '''Sensei:''' Now breathe into your core. Feel the air. Hold it... and release. Once again... breathe in. '' Prunella looks around and addresses the man next to her.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Excuse me. I thought this was Japanese sword fighting? Where are the swords?
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| '''Man:''' We don't get swords till week five. Until then, it's just breathing. ''Prunella walks out the door.''
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| '''Sensei: '''...Expelling...
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| <nowiki>#</nowiki>
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| ''In the Cultural Center corridor Prunella meets Bailey who is dressed as a cook.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Hi, Bailey. What are you doing here?
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| '''Bailey:''' Miss Muffy and I are enrolled in a puff pastry seminar. ''He puts on his chef’s hat.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Do you know where room three-twelve is? I'm late for my “Useful Czech Language” class.
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| '''Bailey:''' Straight down the hall, on the left. ''They part ways.''
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| <nowiki>#</nowiki>
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| ''Prunella opens a door to a room in which a teacher is writing a Czech sentence on the blackboard using phonetic spelling. There is only one student.''
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| '''Czech Teacher:''' „Náš výrobek se prodává velmi dobře na americkém trhu.“ "Our product is selling very well in the U.S. market."
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| '''Czech Student:''' „Náš výrobek se prodává velmi dobře na americkém...“ ''Prunella closes the door from the outside.''
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| <nowiki>#</nowiki>
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| ''Prunella sits on a bench in the park. Marina juggles a soccer ball with a bell inside, so she can hear it.''
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| '''Prunella:''' And the cheese making course made me nauseous so I had to quit that, too. But I’m not giving up. I signed up for three more classes. Do you think colleges want students who know how to yodel?
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| '''Marina:''' Beats me. What about volunteer work? If you're gonna run around doing things you don't like you might as well be helping someone.
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| '''Prunella:''' That’s a great idea!
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| '''Marina:''' My dad helps out at the Elwood City Wildlife Center. I could ask if he knows of anything.
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| '''Prunella:''' Perfect! I love animals.
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| '''Marina:''' So can we play some soccer now? ''Prunella gets up. Marina passes the ball to her.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Can’t. I’m late for scuba. Call me. ''She walks away.''
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| <nowiki>#</nowiki>
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| ''Prunella stands on the sidewalk by the park dressed as a grebe and holding up an “I love grebes” sign. People ignore her.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Save the pie-billed grebe! Donate now and get a "I Honk for Grebes" bumper sticker! Oh...! ''She sits down on a bench and drinks some water. She throws the empty bottle in the trash.''
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| '''Somebody:''' Hey, Grebe! That goes in recycling!
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| '''Prunella:''' Oh... Sorry! ''As she takes the bottle back out she is attacked by a pigeon.'' Argh! Get away! Ugh, get away! Get away!
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| ''Prunella leans against her locker at school and sleeps.''
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| '''Prunella:''' (snores) ''Mr. Ratburn comes.''
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| '''Mr. Ratburn: '''Prunella? ''' '''''Prunella does flamenco moves.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Olé! Arriba! Chico! Oh, sorry...I thought I was in flamenco class for a second.
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| '''Mr. Ratburn:''' I was wondering if you'd be willing to help paint the set of the school play? You did such a wonderful job last year.
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| '''Prunella:''' Sure! That was so much fun!
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| '''Mr. Ratburn:''' We're doing Chekhov's “The Cherry Orchard” and I’m thinking of creating an entire forest as a backdrop.
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| '''Prunella:''' Oh, with tons of cherry blossoms and... Oh, wait... Would it take a lot of time?
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| '''Mr. Ratburn:''' Just an hour after school, and maybe a few hours on the weekend.
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| '''Prunella:''' I don't think I can do it, Mr Ratburn. I just don't have time.
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| '''Mr. Ratburn:''' You don't have to make a decision right away. Why don't you think about it? ''He walks away.''
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| '''Prunella:''' (sighs) ''She opens her locker and lots of sport equipment falls out.'' Argh! Grrr!
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| ''In her room Prunella checks her very thick appointment book.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Okay, I have to be at the Senior Center at six to help with bingo, but Amish Quilt Design has moved to four-fifteen, so that means... I have a whole twenty minutes all to myself! Aah… ''She drops on her bed.''
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| ''In her dream Prunella carries a backpack full of equipment.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Must...get to...next appointment...
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| '''Sensei:''' You're not breathing right. Here's some extra air. ''He gives her a gas cylinder.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Ugh!
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| '''Czech Teacher:''' Náš výrobek se prodává velmi dobře na americkém trhu. ''He puts a couple of books on top of the gas cylinder.''
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| '''Prunella:''' No more! I can't carry it all! ''The kendo sensei, a cook with a cheese and several grebes come running at her.''
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| '''Sensei:''' Breathe! Breathe!
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| '''Prunella:''' Aaah! ''She runs away. The others chase her.''
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| '''Sensei:''' Breathe! Breathe! Breathe in!
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| '''Czech Teacher:''' Náš výrobek se prodává velmi dobře na americkém trhu!
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| ''Prunella runs into the Cultural Center. She blocks the door with the gas cylinder.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Phew! Hh! ''She is now in a large room full of students sitting at desks. Rubella walks up to her.''
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| '''Rubella:''' Pruny, you're late for the college exam!
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| '''Prunella:''' This isn't my bouzouki class?
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| '''Rubella:''' Face it, you were no good at all those other things, you’d better just hope you do well on this. ''She hands Prunella a stack of papers labelled “College Exam”. Prunella sits down at a desk.''
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| '''Prunella:''' “Fish is to bicycle as fusilli is to 'blank'?!" ''Dean Pickles puts a balloon animal on her desk.''
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| '''Dean Pickles:''' Don't worry, we'll always have a spot for you.
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| '''Prunella:''' No-o-o-o-o-o!
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| ''An alarm clock sounds the next morning. Prunella wakes up, still in her street clothes. She turns off the alarm.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Hh! Eight in the morning! I slept through all my appointments! Argh! ''She lies back down.''
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| ''Prunella and Marina sit in the Sugar Bowl.''
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| '''Prunella:''' So I quit everything.
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| '''Marina:''' Everything?
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| '''Prunella:''' Yep. I guess I better get used to the idea of Clown College.
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| '''Marina:''' Look at the bright side. Now you have time to do things you really like.
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| '''Prunella:''' You're right. From now on, I'm just living for today. ''Marina stands up and raises her cane.''
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| '''Marina:''' Then we must not tarry, o powerful wizard, the three-headed dog of Doogenkirk is still out there!
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| '''Prunella:''' And Lord Moldywart is growing more powerful. To the castle! Wait... Could we go to the castle a little later? There's something I wanna do first.
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| ''Mr. Ratburn watches Prunella and Muffy paint the backdrop for “The Cherry Orchard”. Fern, Binky, George and Sue Ellen are also helping.''
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| '''Mr. Ratburn:''' Ah, these trees really give the sense of wistfulness that pervades “The Cherry Orchard”. Excellent work, Prunella.
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| '''Prunella:''' Thanks. Too bad painting sets won't get me into college.
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| '''Mr. Ratburn:''' Why not? Set design is a well-respected profession. There are entire schools devoted to it. Not that you should be worrying about college now. You're only in fourth grade. ''He leaves.''
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| '''Muffy:''' Agh! I'm covered in paint!
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| '''Prunella:''' You didn't tell me this counts.
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| '''Muffy:''' Counts for what?
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| '''Prunella:''' College! Painting sets is a fascinating activity that makes me well-rounded.
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| '''Muffy:''' No, it doesn't.
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| '''Prunella:''' Does too! ''Mr. Crosswire comes in.''
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| '''Mr. Crosswire:''' Hi, Muffin. Bailey had some sort of pastry class to go to so I'm your ride home today.
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| '''Muffy:''' Daddy, tell Prunella that painting is just a hobby and would never in a million years get you into Ivy University.
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| '''Mr. Crosswire:''' I wouldn't know. I never went to college.
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| '''Muffy:''' Hh! But you have that framed diploma in your office!
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| '''Mr. Crosswire:''' Oh, that's just an honorary degree. They gave it to me when I donated the library. Beautifu set! Well, come on, Pookums, the car's outside. ''He walks away.''
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| '''Prunella:''' Don't worry, Muffy, there's a zillion colleges out there. I'm sure there must be at least one that’ll take you!
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| '''Muffy:''' Huh! ''She walks away.''
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| '''Prunella:''' That tree could use more blossoms, George. Binky, put a few clouds up there. But use a sponge, it's a softer effect. Come on, people, let's make this forest come alive!
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