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Arthur Meets Mister Rogers/Transcript

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The Sugar Bowl[edit]

(Binky, Muffy, Buster and Prunella and all of their dads are at The Sugar Bowl)

Buster: I never tell secrets!...Hey, there's Prunella and the Brain!

Arthur: Where are you going?

Buster: I was just going to tell everyone about...Oh. Hey, you're right about me. I cannot keep a secret!

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Buster: Mister Rogers, does King Friday ever get out of the trolley to see you?

D.W.: Oh brother.

Mr. Rogers: King Friday usually stays in Make-Believe, Buster. Except when he flies in the purple jet.

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Rubella: Just look at that drooling, idiotic look on his face! They've done something with his brain!

Prunella: I dunno, Rubella. Buster kinda always looks like that.

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Arthur: Hey, everyone, I have great... news!
Prunella: Two things.
ALL: What, Arthur?
Mr. Rogers is coming to school tomorrow.
Buster: Wow! really? Mr. Rogers? That's...
MUFFY: Ahem.
Buster: What's the matter?
Muffy: Mister Rogers, Do they think we're babies or something?
Binky: Oh, I adore Mr. Rogers. (singing) It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood...
Prunella: What's the second thing, Arthur?
Arthur: Um... nothing, never mind.
Fred Rogers: You look a little sad, Arthur.
D.W.: He always looks like that even when you're staying with us, Mister Rogers. Maybe we'll sing a song and cheer him up.
Arthur: No, no, it's all right.

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Mr. Rogers: I wondered where you were hiding.

Arthur: I think maybe I'm sick. In fact, I may be too sick to go to school tomorrow or even ever again.

Mr. Rogers: If I'm feeling mad or sad or glad about something I try to tell somebody about it.

Arthur: I just don't want everyone to think I'm a... that I like... I mean...

Mr. Rogers: You didn't want them to think you're a little kid anymore.

Arthur: Yeah... I mean, no offense.

Mr. Rogers: Sometimes you feel like you're too old for certain things.

Arthur: I just don't want people to make fun of me.

Mr. Rogers: Real friends don't make fun of real friends. And your friends seem like real friends. They all seem to be concerned about you.

Arthur: At least nobody at school watches the news.