Clarissa is Cracked/Transcript

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D.W.: You have so much cool stuff, Grandma. But my most favorite thing is this.
Grandma: You mean Clarissa?I've had her since I was your age. Here's ur mother. We'd better get you ready to go.
D.W.: Good-bye, Clarissa.
Grandma: Maybe Clarissa would like a vacation from that musty old cabinet. How would you like to take care of her for a week, D.W.?
D.W.: Oh, thank you, Grandma!
Grandma: I know you'll treat Clarissa like the treasure she is. Now, you two have fun.

D.W.:Here I go, disappearing into...

Dad: No!

D.W.: Oops!

Dad: D.W. Have you been doing to this doll? Didn't Grandma Thora tell you to be careful with her,

D.W.: She told me, I'd treat her like a treasure, but I'am treating her like the best treasure.

D.W.: Here she is, Grandma!

Grandma: Why, she almost looks prettier than when I lent her to you! You took good care of her. Arthur, you were going to let me read that A+ report of yours.

D.W.: I confess! I broke Clarissa, and Arthur's teacher who was really nice (and not scary like Arthur says) fixed her, but it's wrong to lie, so I'm telling you. Even though you'll never trust me again and - that's all. I'm done.

Grandma: D.W., Clarissa's broken many times over the years, and I've had her fixed, just like you did.

D.W.: Really?

Grandma: Your getting her repaired shows that not only are you trustworthy, you're very responsible.

D.W.: Well, yes! That's exactly right!

Grandma: And that's exactly the kind of girl Clarissa needs to take care of her all the time.

D.W. (hugs her grandmother) Oh, thank you, Grandma!

(Clarissa is sitting between two pictures of her owners on a windowsill)