I'd Rather Read It Myself/Transcript

Timmy: Spanky was so brave.
Tommy: He was the best bird.
Arthur: Tommy, Timmy, your grandmother's here.
Tibbles: Aw! Rats!
Arthur: D.W., what did you do to them?
Tommy: She read to us from the best book ever!
D.W.: Um... I'll go open the door.
Arthur: She read to you? D.W.?
Timmy: From one of your books. Can we borrow it? She didn't finish.
Arthur: Yeah, sure.
Tommy: Bye, D.W.!
D.W.: Wait! The book!
Timmy: Arthur said we could borrow it.
Tommy: Grandma, you must read this book to us tonight. It's great!
Arthur: They'll gotta find out that you can't really read, D.W.
D.W.: So? It kept them quiet and for one day I could do something they couldn't.
Tommy: That's where D.W. stopped reading.
Mrs. Tibble: "Leonardo da Vinci worked hard..."
Timmy: What?

Tommy: Who's Lemon-yellow da Vintage?
Timmy: Read it right, Grandma. Agent B.W. was with the president.
Huh? This book is about Leonardo da Vinci.
Hey, are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Tommy: Yeah, it's a magic book! Every time you read it, it's a different story!
Timmy: Exactly! We'll never need another book ever!
Mrs. Tibble: "Leonardo da Vinci worked hard to invent a flying machine..."
Tommy: Wait till I read like D.W.
Timmy: Me, too!