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| ''Arthur eats cereal at the breakfast table. His mom is on the phone.''
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| '''Mrs. Read:''' ...fifteen kilograms of...
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| '''Arthur:''' It's a typical Monday morning in the Read house.
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| '''Kate:''' (cries) ''Mr. Read is cooking. D.W. searches a cupboard and throws pots and pans behind her.''
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| '''Mrs. Read:''' ...my birthday was months ago, so I have no idea why or who...
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| '''Arthur:''' Sometimes I wish I lived in a quieter place.
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| ''D.W. marches through the kitchen banging two pot lids together. She is wearing a tutu.''
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| '''D.W.:''' The circus is coming! The circus is coming! The circus is coming....
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| '''Arthur:''' Like the middle of the desert, or Mars, maybe. ''D.W. bangs the lids right next to his ear.'' Aah!
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| '''D.W.:''' Didn't you hear me? The circus is coming. In only six more days. ''She bangs the lids again.''
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| '''Mr. Read:''' All right. That's enough. ''He takes the lids away.''
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| '''D.W.:''' But Dad! The circus is coming!
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| '''Mrs. Read:''' Just a minute, Carol. We heard you, honey. Several times
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| '''Arthur:''' It's not that I'm not excited about the circus, because it's really fun when we go.
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| ''Flashback: The Reads sit in a circus ring with many other people. A shadow falls on D.W.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Hh! ''An elephant's trunk grabs her cotton candy and ice-cream.'' Aaaaaahh!!
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''The flashback ends. Arthur paints a picture of a circus elephant in in art class.''
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| '''Arthur:''' It's just that the circus isn't until Saturday, and besides, I'm feeling a little funny.
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| '''<big>Title Card: D.W. Chases Toad</big>'''
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''The kids are painting in art class. Binky uses his brush viciously.''
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| '''Binky:''' (growls) ''Some red paint from Binky's brush falls on Buster's easel, where it forms an interesting comet shape.''
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| '''Buster:''' Hh! Hey, thanks!
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| ''Muffy is painting a $1000 note. She notices that Sue Ellen is painting blue trees.''
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| '''Muffy:''' Miss Bryan, Sue Ellen is making her trees the wrong color! ''Miss Bryan comes over.''
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| '''Sue Ellen:''' Oh.
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| '''Ms. Bryan:''' But these are lovely. It doesn't matter what colors you used.
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| '''Sue Ellen:''' (blows raspberry at Muffy)
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| '''Ms. Bryan:''' See? Arthur's elephants are blue.
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| '''Muffy:''' Hmph
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| ''Arthur has painted an elephant in a circus arena. It suddenly becomes animated and trumpets.''
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| '''Arthur:''' Hh! ''The whole easel turns into a blue elephant.'' Aaah! ''The elephant looks at him.'' Oh, no. ''The elephant trumpets again.'' Aaah! ''He walks backwards and bumps into Francine.''
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| '''Francine:''' Oof. Watch it.
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| '''Arthur:''' B-blue elephant. Huh? ''The easel and painting look normal again.''
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''Arthur lies on a stretcher in the nurse's room. The nurse shines a light on him.''
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| '''Ms. Flynn:''' Now, What's all this about blue elephants? ''She puts a thermometer in Arthur's mouth.''
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| '''Arthur:''' Hmph.
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| ''Francine, Muffy, Buster and Brain stand in the door.''
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| '''Kids:''' (whsipering)
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| '''Francine:''' Are you sick?
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| '''Muffy:''' Is it contagious?
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| '''Buster:''' Did you throw up yet?
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| '''Ms. Flynn:''' ''She shushes everyone telling them its not their business mainly [[Muffy]]'' Don't you worry. With a little rest and quiet, you'll be good as new. ''Arthur smiles.''
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''That afternoon, Arthur sits on the couch at home wearing pajams. He drinks apple juice and eats crackers while watching TV.''
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| '''TV:''' The Bionic Bunny Show!
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| '''D.W.:''' I'm home! ''She comes in and stands in front of the TV.'' What's wrong with you?
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| '''Arthur:''' I'm sick.
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| '''D.W.:''' You don't look sick to me.
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| '''Arthur:''' Well, I feel sick. Move.
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| '''D.W.:''' Oh, I see. Big test tomorrow? Or did Binky threaten to crush you?
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| '''Arthur:''' For your information, I had to go to the nurse.
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| '''D.W.:''' Uh-uh, sure. ''She takes some of Arthur's crackers.''
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''A while later, Arthur and D.W. sit side by side and watch TV.''
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| '''T.V.:''' Call now and you too can own this genuine imitation leather cowbell! That's right.
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| ''Mrs. Read comes in with a tray for Arthur.''
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| '''Mrs. Read:''' Huh?
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| '''T.V.:''' So pick up the phone, that what's right there on the couch! ''D.W. absentmindedly reaches for a toy phone beside her.'' Remember, it's not available in stores, supplies are limited, so call right now!
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| '''Mrs. Read:''' Hh! (sighs) ''She turns off the TV.''
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| '''Arthur+D.W.:''' Mom!
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| '''Arthur:''' We were right in the middle!
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| '''D.W.:''' Five more minutes!
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| '''Arthur:''' It was just getting to the good part!
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| '''D.W.:''' Oh, Mom!
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''A short while later, Arthur eats from his tray on the couch, while D.W. sits at the dinner table.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Why do I have to eat the table?
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| '''Mrs. Read:''' Because you're not sick. ''Mr. Read serves spinach.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Blech! Spinach? ''She watches Arthur.'' How come Arthur doesn't have to eat spinach?
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| '''Mr.+Mrs. Read:''' Because he's sick!
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| '''D.W.:''' He's not! He's faking! (sticks out tongue at Arthur)
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| '''Arthur:''' (blows raspberry)
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| '''D.W.:''' (chuckles) Heh, heh. ''She tries to look innocent while her parents stare at her.''
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''That night, Arthur lies in bed.''
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| '''Arthur:''' (moans)
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| ''In his dream, a lady performs on a flying trapeze. Arthur realizes, that his bed is high up in a circus arena with the tightrope attached to it.''
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| '''Arthur:''' Hey! ''He looks down.'' Hh!
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| ''Suddenly, the bed is gone and Arthur stands in front of the tightrope wearing a leotard.''
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| '''Arthur:''' Whoa! ''An artist hands him a unicycle.'' What's this for?
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| '''Unicyclist:''' You ride it. From here, to there. ''He points to the other end of the tightrope.''
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| ''D.W. comes wearing the tutu she wore earlier.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Hurry up, I'm next!
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| '''Arthur:''' I don't feel so well.
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| '''D.W.:''' Go on, faker! ''Arthur rides onto the tightrope.''
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| '''Audience:''' (gasps) ''Arthur falls.''
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| '''Arthur:''' Aaaah!
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| ''Arthur wakes up. He is covered in red spots.''
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''Arthur walks into the bathroom. A moment later, he runs out screaming.''
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| '''Arthur:''' Aaaah! ''He runs into his room and hides under the blanket. His parents come in with D.W. and Kate.''
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| '''Mrs. Read:''' What is it?
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| '''Mr. Read:''' What's wrong?
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| '''D.W.:''' Arthur has polka dots!
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| '''Arthur:''' What's wrong with me? ''Mr. Read feels Arthur's forehead.''
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| '''Mr. Read:''' It's chicken pox. ''D.W. feels Arthur's forehead.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Do you get it from chickens?
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| '''Mr. Read:''' No, it's just a normal childhood illness. I had it, your mom had it.
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| '''Mrs. Read:''' I'll see if Grandma Thora can come over while we're at work. She knows all about chicken pox. ''D.W. looks delighted.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Does this mean Arthur can't go to the circus?
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| '''Mrs. Read:''' Well, we'll have to see.
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| '''Arthur:''' What?!
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| '''Mrs. Read:''' I'm sorry, honey, but chicken pox is very contagious.
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| '''D.W.:''' Looks like you're not going any place for awhile. Don't worry, I'll take good care of you. ''She smiles and rubs her hands.''
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| '''Arthur:''' (gulps)
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''The next day, Arthur reads in bed. Buster sits in the tree outside and throws a can with a string attached to it into the room.''
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| '''Buster:''' Pick up the can!
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| '''Arthur:''' Buster, it's terrible! You have to save me!
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| '''Buster:''' Save you from the chicken pox?
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| '''Arthur:''' No, from... Hh. (gulps)
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| ''D.W. closes the window. She is wearing a nurse's costume.''
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| '''D.W.:''' No talking. You're sick. Now sit back, young man, it's time to take your temperature. ''She holds an oversized toy thermometer.''
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| '''Arthur:''' Mom! D.W.'s trying to take care of me, and... ''D.W. puts a thermometer in his mouth.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Now lie still while I put on the galamine lotion. ''She rubs pink lotion on Arthur's chest.''
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| '''Arthur:''' Don't! Don't, D.W.! ''Grandma Thora comes in.''
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' Having fun?
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| '''D.W.:''' Hh! Grandma Thora, Arthur won't take his medicine!
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' You know, doctor, this is an especially difficult case. How about if I take over for awhile? Now, are you ready for something really special? ''Arthur smiles and nods.''
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''D.W. puts oatmeal in the bathtub through a sieve.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Oatmeal? In the bathtub? ''Arthur sits in the tub holding a drink with a crazy straw.''
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| '''Arthur:''' This feels great! ''He lies back and takes a sip. D.W. puts oatmeal in his drink.'' Cut it out!
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| '''D.W.:''' Hey! Grandma, Arthur's splashing me! And he's scratching, too!
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' I know it's hard, sweetie, but rule number one is no scratching.
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| '''Arthur:''' (gulps)
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' You'll get an infection!
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| '''D.W.:''' If you're a good little boy and don't scratch, I'll bring you a balloon from the circus.
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' I have a wonderful idea, D.W. Why don't you go to your room and draw a picture?
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| '''D.W.:''' I need to guard Arthur so he doesn't scratch.
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' I think we can trust him. ''She leads D.W. away.''
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| '''Arthur:''' (annoyed sigh)
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| '''D.W.:''' Well, I don't.
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''When Arthur comes out of the bathroom D.W. watches him through binoculars.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Hmm. ''She sees Arthur scratching and blows a shrill whistle.'' I saw! You scratched!
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| ''D.W. runs into the kitchen where Thora is preapring a bowl of ice-cream for Arthur.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Grandma! Arthur scratched! I saw him!
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' That's nice.
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| '''D.W.:''' Aren't you going to punish him?
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' Well, sweetie, I think this will make Arthur feel much better. ''She holds a tray full of goodies.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Grandma, when do I get to drink with the crazy straw?
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' You don't. It's covered with germs. Your lunch is over by the sink, D.W.
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| ''D.W. pushes up a chair so she can reach her tray. There is a sandwich and a mug without a straw.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Hmph!
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''Arthur lies on the couch and looks at his reflection in a mirror while Thora rubs lotion on his back. D.W. sits on the couch end looking annoyed.''
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' So I warned your father. I said 'You'd better get the car started, because this little baby is on it's way!'
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| '''D.W.:''' What little baby?
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' Arthur. This is about the night Arthur was born. Anyway, he never did get the car started, what with that busted carburetor, so I went in and called a taxi and, oh my, was I worried you'd be born right here in the kitchen!
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| '''D.W.:''' Where was I?
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' You weren't born yet, hon.
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| '''Arthur:''' (sighs)
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| '''D.W.:''' Hmm.
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''A short while later, Thora heats water and D.W. sits at the kitchen table.''
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| '''D.W.:''' What about when I was born?
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' I think I was in Florida then.
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| '''D.W.:''' Can I have a back rub, too?
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' Maybe later. Right now, I'm busy making Arthur some tea. ''D.W. gets off the chair looking grumpy.''
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''D.W. powders her face in the bathroom.''
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| '''D.W.:''' (hums)
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| ''Meanwhile, Arthur and Thora watch TV.''
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| '''D.W.:''' (moans)
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' (gasp) ''She turns off the TV.''
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| '''D.W.:''' I don't feel well. ''She comes down the stairs with red spots on her face.''
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' Good heavens! You have them too.
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| '''D.W.:''' I need an oatmeal bath.
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' Of course, dear. ''She picks up D.W. and carries her upstairs. D.W. smiles.''
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| '''D.W.:''' And some... juice? With a... a... a... crazy straw? (fake cough)
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' Absolutely.
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''A short while later, D.W. plays in the bathtub behind a shower curtain.''
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| '''D.W.:''' (hums and laughs) ''Thora comes in with a cup and a crazy straw.''
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' Are you all right in there?
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| '''D.W.:''' I... guess... so.
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' Well, I brought you some nice... (Gasp)! D.W.! What happened to all your spots?
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| '''D.W.:''' I got better?
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' ''(angered, realizing D.W. is faking it)'' Dora Winifred Read, I'm very disappointed in you!
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| '''D.W.:''' Oh. ''(bows head in shame)''
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''That night, D.W. sits on her bed.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Daddy, it's not fair. How come Arthur gets chicken pox and I don't?
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| '''Mr. Read:''' Honey, you're lucky you're not sick. Chicken pox isnt fun. ''He tucks her in.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Yes it is! It's more fun than anything!
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| '''Mr. Read:''' More fun than the circus? More fun than elephants and cotton candy and ice-cream?
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| '''D.W.:''' Of course!
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| '''Mr. Read:''' Well, you have till tomorrow to decide. If you don't want to suffer through the circus, you can stay home with Arthur.
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| '''D.W.:''' ''(sniffs)''
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''The next day, Buster is on the phone.''
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| '''Buster:''' So, can you come to the circus?
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| ''Arthur sits on the couch next to Grandma Thora. There are less spots in his face.''
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| '''Arthur:''' Just a minute!
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' Your spots are healing, and I don't see any new ones... no sign of a fever... Yes! I'd say all systems are go!
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| '''Arthur:''' Yes!
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| ''At the other end, Buster smiles.''
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| <nowiki>~~~</nowiki>
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| ''D.W. comes into the kitchen where the parents are washing up. She is covered with spots again.''
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| '''D.W.:''' I've decided I'm going to the circus.
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| '''Mr. Read:''' Attagirl! After all, how bad can it be?
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| '''Mrs. Read:''' (gasp)
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| '''Mr. Read:''' (gasp)
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| '''D.W.:''' I only wanted pox because I was jealous. ''Both parents try unsuccessfully to hide their laughter.''
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| '''Mrs. Read:''' Oh, Honey, I know you want to go to the circus, but...
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| '''Mr. Read:''' You're being very grown up, sweetie, but, I'm afraid we have some bad news.
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| '''D.W.:''' What's so funny? ''She feels her face.'' Hh! ''She looks at her reflection in the toaaster.'' Spots!
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| '''Mrs. Read:''' Now D.W., I want you to be a big girl and... ''D.W. dances around the kitchen.''
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| '''D.W.:''' I have chicken pox! I have my very own chicken pox! Spots, spots, spots! Spots, spots, spots! ''D.W. slides over the floor and knocks over Pal's dog dish.'' Look at me, Pal: spots!
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| '''Mrs. Read:''' She must be running a fever. ''D.W. runs up to Thora.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Grandma, can I have all that stuff now? A tray and a bath and everything?
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| '''Grandma Thora:''' Strangest case I've ever seen. Okay, D.W., you want a bath, you've got it!
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| ''D.W. meets Arthur who is coming down the stairs.''
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| '''D.W.:''' Arthur, Arthur, Arthur! Look at me. I have spots and you don't.
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| '''Arthur:''' But, D.W., you're gonna miss the circus!
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| '''D.W.:''' Who cares? The circus comes every year. But you only get chicken pox once! ''She runs up the stairs.''
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