Francine Redecorates/Transcript

UNDER CONSTRUSTION

Arthur: Will people buy this stuff?
David Read: That's the beauty of a yard sale—one person's trash is another person's treasure.
Arthur: Ugh! Maybe we should make this buried treasure.
D.W.: Here's more stuff. These will make us a lot of money.
Arthur: Where did you get that?
D.W.: Storage.
Arthur: Hey, these are mine! Dad, She's trying to sell my stuff.
D.W.: It's worth big money. Besides, You won't even miss it.
Arthur: Put this stuff back right now!
Francine: Cool—a yard sale! Got anything good for 50 cents?
D.W.: Fish finder six—with improved graphics.
Arthur: D.W.!
Jane Read: I'll put this out but I don't think anyone will be crazy enough to buy it.
David Read: Hey, our favorite, never-used wedding present.
Francine: Wow! It's beautiful! How much is it?
Catherine: Hi, Fran... (shrieks) What... is... that?
Francine: An ottoman with build-in foot warmer and TV tray. Arthur's parents was having a yard and they let me have it for free.
Catherine: No, no, no! This is the last straw! You are not bringing any more revolting junk into this room. First, it was that lamp you got when Tastee Cone went out of busniess. Then it was that ugly lava alarm clock. And that reptile! This madness must stop!
Francine: What about your things? Lacy curtains Lacy, ugly cats Lacy pillows... Lacy lace!
Catherine: So what if my half is lace-driven? It has a unified theme.
Francine: Yeah, nauseating—that's the theme.
Catherine: You are so ignorant.
Francine: Just wait till your feet get cold. Then you'll be sorry.

Arthur: Wow, your own bedroom! It's like your sister's out of the house.

D.W.: You two are lucky, I still have to share my room.

Jane Read: Turning the garage into your bedroom is an excellent idea, D.W.

David Read: Now Kate won't bother you.

D.W.: Finally I have room for all my friends to come over.

Francine: But the room doesn't look right. It seems kind of empty.

Arthur: Maybe you just need more stuff.

Francine: Oh!

Catherine: Oh!

Catherine: I know your room's kind of empty so I brought you something.    

Francine: This is super.  I got something for you, too.

Catherine: Oh, this is beautiful! I'll have to put it... Somewhere.

Francine: Maybe you could put it in your room... Um, your real room.

Catherine: You mean it?

Francine: Having my own room isn't as fun as I thought it would be.

Catherine: A loft isn't as glamorous as I thought it would be. The walls are so thin.

Francine: Ready to do some moving?

Mr. and Mrs Frensky: What?

Catherine: We combined our decorative resources.

Francine: Too bad you didn't think of that.

Sue Ellen: What a great room, Francine.

Muffy: Catherine has such neat stuff.

Fern: I wish I had an older sister, too. You're so lucky, Francine.

Francine: Yeah, I am.

Catherine: (In distance): Feet off the Furniture!