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Arthur's New Year's Eve/Transcript
Arthur Read: The year is almost over, Pal. It's time to put up my new calendar!
(Pal barking)
Arthur: When you look really hard, you see a 3D picture. Well, we have all year to work on it. My mom and dad have always said I'm too young to stay up till midnight on New Year's Eve.
(Flashback)
Arthur: (V.O.) But three years ago, I tried, and I fell asleep at 8:00 and missed it.
(Flashback #2)
Arthur: (V.O.) Then two years ago, I stayed awake longer — till 10:17.
(Flashback #3)
Arthur: (V.O.) And last year, I found a way guaranteed to keep me awake until midnight.
(Back to the present)
Arthur: I've solved that problem this year. I'm not staying up at all.
(Intertitle)
ARTHUR'S NEW YEAR'S EVE
Writer: Joe Fallon --- Storyboard Artist: Darren Brereton
D.W. Read: Wait! Come back!
Francine Frensky: (V.O.) Arthur's New Year's Eve.
(We now return to the story)
Arthur: Happy New Year, Pal. And next year, we're going to see the green flash, and the wrestling, and the New Year's police and the giant mule...
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Mrs. Read: Your father and I are going out tonight for New Year’s Eve.
D.W.: How come I can’t go to the New Year’s Eve Party?
Mrs. Read: Grandma Thora’s babysitting. You guys will have a great time.
D.W.: I get to stay up until midnight, right?
Mrs. Read: You’re too young, D.W.
D.W.: How can I always be too young? It’s like I never get any older. What if I’m trapped in some sort of time-warp and I’ll never get any older? Is that my fault?
Mrs. Read: Arthur? You have our permission to stay up until midnight this year.
Arthur: That’s okay. I don’t want to.
D.W.: He must be sick. She feels Arthur’s forehead. I’ll stay up for him.
Mrs. Read: You can stay up when you're Arthur's age, D.W.. She leaves the room.
D.W.: But I’ll never be Arthur’s age. He's always gonna be three years older than me!
D.W. tries to block Arthur’s way as he goes down the stairs.
D.W.: Why don’t you wanna stay up? What are you really up to, Arthur?
Arthur: Why should I stay up? What’s there to see?
D.W.: Hm! Arthur puts on his coat. Don't you want to see if there’s nothing to see?
Arthur: I'm too mature to care anymore. He goes outside.
D.W.: Yeah, right. Mum, what does "mature" mean?
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Arthur: Have you ever stayed up till midnight?
Buster: No, but my cousin told me wher the grown-ups all go. They all go to this big meeting where they talk about the rotten things they did to kids all year.
We see a fantasy of the meeting.
Father: I told my kids that spinach is good for them, but everyone knows we just like to watch the funny faces they make when they eat it. Yuck!
Parents: (laugh)
Buster: And they plan more awful things to make kids do next year.
Mother: Okay everyone. Do we all agree that no allowance shall be increased this year?
Parents: (applause, cheers)
Fantasy ends.
Arthur: That's better than your theory last year. About the aliens.
Buster: Who do you think is in charge of the big meeting?