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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.