Muffy Gets Mature/Transcript

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Catherine Frensky: Totally can't wait! Angi's party will be, like, the best ever!  Uh, look, I got to go.  I'll call you back.

Muffy: Oh, Catherine, I overheard your conversation. I just want you to know I think it's so cool that you get to go to parties and do other mature stuff like that.

Catherine: Yeah, whatever.

Catherine: Thanks for the ride, Muffy.

Wow! Way cool limo. Thanks. It's my Dad's. I'm Muffy, a friend of Catherine's.

Catherine: She's a friend of my sister's. And she was just leaving.

Hi, Muffy, I'm Angi. And this is Debi and Tami.

Debi: Very cool outfit, Catherine.

Muffy: Thanks, I picked it out myself. Though I have to give some credit to the inspirational folks at Mature Miss. I have my very own prescription to their magazine. You see, I'm very mature for my age.

Angi: Why don't you come on in and join the party, Muffy?We were just about to hear about Debi's first date with Robert.

Catherine: Angi

Angi: It'll be fun.

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Muffy has been invited to Catherine's friend's party.

Debi: And then, at the end of the date, he totally planted one on me. It came out of nowhere. I so couldn't believe it.

Catherine: Awesome.

Tami: You're so lucky.

Muffy: He planted one what on you?

Catherine: Duh. She's talking about a kiss, Muffy. A kiss goodnight.

Muffy: Ew! That's disgusting! I'd never let a boy kiss me, not in a million years.

Tami: You mean, you've never been kissed by a boy before, Muffy?

Muffy: Of course I have. I just meant, never on the first date. That's what they teach in „Mature Miss“.

Debi: Off course that's what you meant.       The teenagers giggle.

Muffy has a fantasy sequence where she kisses Buster and turns into a toad.

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Angi: Isn't she funny? She's so „mature“.

Debi: Totally funny. You can't buy entertainment this good. 

The teenagers walk into the kitchen. Muffy sobs. Catherine comes back out.

Catherine: Are you okay, Muffy?

Muffy: (sighs)

Catherine: Oh, come on. It's not that bad.

Muffy: Yes, it is. Your friends think I'm a big joke. And I bet you do too.

Catherine: No, I don't. I still think you're pretty cool for a third-grader.

Muffy: Well, if I'm so cool then how come tonight is such a disaster?

Catherine: It isn't a disaster, Muffy, it's just that... well, even though you may be mature for your age, you're not ready to hang out with high schoolers, that's all.

Muffy: Yeah, maybe you're right. I mean, coffee, kissing, the „poetry of the words“? Who am I kidding?

Catherine: I'm not sure, but I know someone who really would like to hang out with you. Somebody who's been moping around our apartment all week missing you.

Muffy: Francine? I'm sure she's so mad at me. Do you think she'll forgive me?

Catherine: I don't know, but it's worth a try. You're pretty persuasive when you want to be.

Muffy: Thanks, Catherine. I'm gonna call for a ride home. Enjoy your coffee.   

Catherine goes back into the kitchen. Muffy throws away the „Mature Miss“ magazine.

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Muffy brings a letter to Francine's apartment.

Francine: What's this?

Muffy: An invitation to my sleepover tomorrow night.

Francine: I don't know, Muffy.  I don't think I have the "right" pajamas.

Muffy: Oh, you can wear whatever you want at this party, Francine.

Francine: What's going on with you, Muffy?

Muffy: Well, I'm not as mature as I thought I was. You were right about the whole Catherine thing. It didn't work out.  Anyway, I'm really sorry if I hurt you, Francine.

Francine: Well, it's okay. I know how much you want to be a teenager. I even think about it myself sometimes.

Muffy: You do?

Francine: Sure.

Muffy: So would that mean you'd consider getting rid of those awful footie pajamas?

Francine: Don't push it, Muffy!

Muffy: Just kidding.

Muffy: Hi, Francine.

Francine: The salad bar's that way.

Muffy: Actually, I brought mine today.

Francine: Peanut butter and jelly?

Muffy: Yep. My mom packed it.