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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;mso-pagination: none;mso-list:l0level1lfo1;tab-stops:11.0pt.5in;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">•<span style="font-size:7pt;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';"> </span></span><span style="font-size:16pt;">He also told her that if you stayed in the bath after you pulled out the plug, you'd go down the plughole. ''(We see the bathroom with D.W. in the bath. Then there's a gurgling noise, she spins around, and disappears!)'' D.W. wouldn't take a bath for weeks!
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Class is over for another day, and Arthur and Brain are talking as they get set to head home. Arthur's telling Brain about how D.W. will fall for anything.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left:.5in;text-indent:-.5in;mso-pagination: none;mso-list:l1level1lfo2;tab-stops:11.0pt.5in;mso-layout-grid-align:none; text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">•<span style="font-size:7pt;font-family:'TimesNewRoman';"> </span></span><span style="font-size:16pt;">Arthur cites another example: Once he told her the Bionic Bunny poster in his room could talk to him, and it would tell him if D.W. came in his room while he wasn't there.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Brain comments that D.W. sure does sound gullible. They laugh. Then Brain asks Arthur if he'd like to come over to Brain's house to play "Fool the Mule"?
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:Arial">(Actually, it's two trips isn't it? $100 a week? I know what that sorta thing is like... having to pay to commute is a real pain.)</span><span style="font-size:16pt;">
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Crossing Guard: Where's your partner in crime?
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Brain looks horrified. Brain stammers a bit, but denies participating in any criminal activity... The crossing guard carries on. He wonders if maybe he's seen Brain on a wanted poster at the post office! Brain looks pretty scared. The crossing guard helps him cross though. Brain looks happy to have survived the trip across the road.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">As Brain walks towards home, the crossing guard calls out a last warning to him:
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Crossing Guard: One false move boy-o, and it's into the slammer with you!
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Brain is beginning to be really worried about going to school. That's two times he hasn't paid to cross the street. It's going to start adding up. Brain wonders what will happen...
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p>
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| <p class="MsoNormal">''<span style="font-size:16pt;">We see the lot where Brain's house usually sits, only now, all that's there is a house shaped indentation! A big truck is moving off with the house, since Brain's family are unable to afford both the house and the crosswalk toll. Brain's family will now have to live in a tent!
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| <p class="MsoNormal">''<span style="font-size:16pt;">In his imagination, Arthur comes over to Brain, standing outside his mouldy tent and says that living in a tent might be fun -- then the tent collapses. Brain and Arthur stand by the collapsed tent.
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| <p class="MsoNormal">''<span style="font-size:16pt;">Brain wonders who got the house.
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| <p class="MsoNormal">''<span style="font-size:16pt;">We cut to inside the house as it rolls along the street. Inside the house, the crossing guard is trying to hammer a nail into the wall of Brain's house to hang up a painting. As he does so, he evily laughs and cackles about this being "home sweet home".
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">* * *
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Brain and Arthur meet again. Their latest idea is simple; simply move across the street. Brain doubts that will be possible.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Arthur thinks. Maybe he has a solution. It has to do with the fact that tonight, his Mom and Dad are out, and Grandma Thora's babysitting him and his sisters. Arthur's sure that his plan will work, since:
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Arthur: She says yes to anything!
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">That night, Arthur and Brain head to Arthur's, instead of going towards Brain's house. So instead of crossing at the mean old crossing guard's crosswalk, they turn the corner.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">The crossing guard notices this, and comments to the boys. He hopes they aren't crossing at a different intersection. They ask why. The crossing guard tells them that they can't escape from him.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p>
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Crossing Guard: I got cameras everywhere!
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">* * *
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Brain and Arthur are in Arthur's bedroom. They're standing at the foot of Arthur's bed considering the crossing guard's latest veiled threat. As they do this, they look at Arthur's teddy bear and then they pick it up. Could the crossing guard really have little cameras in all the stop signs to see where they'll cross the street? Brain thinks it might be possible. Cameras '''CAN''' be made very small.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Perhaps there's even a camera in Arthur's bear? The bear is quickly hurled to the far end of Arthur's bed so it can't monitor them. The bear sits on the bed though. What if there really is a camera in it?
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">They decide that from now on, they'll have to talk in code. They stand still and talk through clenched teeth in "code".
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Arthur: The penny jar sure is mean.
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Brain: It's almost as bad as.. the rug.
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Huh? Wha? Talking in code is not going to work if they don't know what each other are saying...
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">While they're wondering about what to do next, D.W. walks in to Arthur's room. It's time for Arthur to perform his monster checking for D.W.'s sake.
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p>
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">D.W.: Come check my bed.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Arthur has no time for this. He tells her he's too busy too at the moment. D.W. leaves. Arthur comments to Brain:
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Arthur: I know things are bad, I don't even feel like torturing D.W.!
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">The next day on the way home, Arthur's plan which he set up that night goes into action.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Arthur and Brain are headed home, when Grandma Thora pulls up in the Read's car. D.W. is in the back. Grandma Thora jokingly refers to herself as a "taxi service" -- Grandma Thora thought Arthur's idea of her giving the boys rides home was:
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Grandma Thora: ...a brilliant idea. Who needs a ride home?
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">The two boys gratefullly pile into the middle bench seat. ''(D.W.'s alone on the rear bench.)'' They put their seatbelts on, and they head towards Brain's.
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Brain: Thanks Mrs. Read.
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Brain and Arthur: Duck!
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">They crouch down to avoid the mean old crossing guard seeing them.
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Grandma Thora: Fasten those seatbelts.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Why would Arthur and Brain try to hide?
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Arthur says they have too, to avoid the crossing guard.
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Arthur: He's the meanest man in the world!
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Grandma Thora: Ted?
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Grandma Thora knows the evil crossing guard? Sounds like it. ''(I guess she might -- they're both old.)'' Why would they be afraid of a nice fellow like Ted? Brain and Arthur tell her that he certainly isn't nice -- he wants them to pay to cross the street, he has goons that he'll send after them, and he has mini cameras in all the stop signs!
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">D.W. in the back seat starts laughing.
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">D.W.: That's the funniest thing I ever heard!
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Grandma Thora can't believe that a nice fellow like Ted Grass could be as bad as the boys say. She goes over to talk to him.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Ted the crossing guard talks to her, and then comes over to the car. He sheepishly admits that he was just kidding around about the $10, and the goons, and the cameras. It was just a joke; he didn't realize that he'd really scared Brain and Arthur.
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Ted: I just wanted to tell you guys I'm sorry if my kidding around scared you guys.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">D.W. continues to laugh as they drive on.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">* * *
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none">''<span style="font-size:16pt;">After all that, you'd think that was the end of the story, but no. Couple of loose ends yet.</span>''<span style="font-size:16pt;">
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Arthur's in D.W.'s room again, checking for monsters under her bed again. Arthur opens his mouth and says there's a...
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">D.W.: A what? A what?
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Arthur pauses. Then:
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Arthur: Actually, there aren't any monsters.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Arthur admits that he was just teasing D.W.. There were never any monsters. He's sorry for having tried to trick her in the past.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">D.W. says that she always knew that there weren't any monsters. But...
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p>
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">D.W.: Could you check anyway please?
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">* * *
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none">''<span style="font-size:16pt;">There's almost nothing left to say but...</span>''<span style="font-size:16pt;">
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">* * *
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">We're at the crosswalk again. Ted is there waiting for Arthur and Brain.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;"> </span></p>
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| <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Ted: Hello boys.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">This time, Brain and Arthur know that Ted's only joking about stuff like goons and cameras. Now they play along. They ask Ted if he's going to ask them the password.
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Ted says that's right -- he almost forgot. He warns them that they can never be too careful as they cross the street, since this '''IS''' enemy territory...
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">That's right, say Brain and Arthur. They don't know what might be out there -- there could even be goons!
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| <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:16.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"><span style="font-size:16pt;">Ho ho. All very good natured.
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