01x29 - My Club Rules/Stolen Bike

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Hey!

♪ What a wonderful kind of day ♪

♪ Hey! What a wonderful
kind of day. ♪

Hey!

ARTHUR:
Hey, D.W.

Hey!

Whoa!

( crash )

ARTHUR:
When you join a team or a club

there are rules to obey.

ALL:
Ugh!

ARTHUR:
What would happen if no one
followed the rules?

( kids laughing )

ALL:
Ugh!

( horse whinnying )

( whistle blows )

What's the score?

ARTHUR:
To join the library,
you have to agree

to return your books on time
or it's not a library.

In the swim club,
you have to know how to swim...

Who wants to waste time
learning how to swim?

Bombs away!

Help! Save me!

ARTHUR:
For obvious reasons.

( screaming )

BINKY!
Stand up!

Huh?

Whew!

So you see how important
rules can be...

To pass this house

you have to pay a dollar
and hop on one foot.

Sometimes.

( barks )

Hi!

Mr. Haney has an announcement

about the strawberry
festival parade.

Only three weeks
left to complete

your costumes.

I'll be a
strawberry
shortcake

made of real
strawberries.

HANEY:
I'll be king

of the button island float

atop this -foot-tall
fake tree.

We have to work
on our float.

I know, I told everyone
to meet in the tree house.

ARTHUR:
Here are our possible floats:

Buster's "Festival
of Food" idea.

We all ride
a giant revolving pizza

dressed as
the major
food groups:

mushrooms, pepperoni
and anchovies.

Anchovies? Yuck! Next!

BRAIN:
That's mine!

We ride the nucleotide chains
of a DNA double helix.

Here's my back-up idea.

We all wear
our baseball uniforms.

That's
a good one.

I like that.

FRANCINE:
Oh, no.

Don't you like it?

Not that... that.

It's Arthur's dwonky
little sister again.

Ugh, she follows
him everywhere.

What if this was the "Float
Club" for members only?

We can try it...

( panting )

but she probably
won't fall for it.

Hi, guys!

What are
you doing?

This is a meeting of
the Parade Float Club--

members only.

Great! How
do I join?

Uh...

"Members must be able
to kick a ball out of the yard."

( straining ):
Okay, go ahead.

I'll break my foot
if I kick that!

Then you're not in the club.

You kick it.

Everyone in the club
has to, right?

"The kicking rule
is hereby canceled.

You must draw a funny picture
of Mr. Ratburn to join."

( giggling )

All done!

FRANCINE:
Sorry.

It has to be funny.

( giggling )

Sorry, I think it's funny.

( groans )

So, I'm in the club?

ARTHUR:
To join

you have to be in third grade.

FRANCINE:
If you're
so smart

why didn't you
figure that
out before?

Yeah.

MUFFY:
That's that.

We could use some real
rules for this club.

Like Buster
can't eat all
the snacks.

( chokes )

And collect dues

to fix up this place.

Dues? Like money?

ARTHUR:
"Fix up"?

What's wrong
with it?

I like it
like this.

Ew, filth!

We need
new linoleum.

A dollar a week
should do it.

A dollar a week each?!

Hey, I'm not made
of money!

I don't see
why not.

BINKY:
I wouldn't give
you two cents!

If you don't pay,
you're not in the club.

But I only get cents
a week allowance!

I'll pay for
you, Francine.

But nobody else!

We can't charge
a dollar!

This tree house has
always been free!

We don't need
this shack!

We'll have our
own clubhouse

With computer games
and everything!

It's only for people
who can afford it.

Imagine paying
a dollar

To use this crummy place.

If you think
it's so crummy,
you can go, too!

You want me to go?

Okay! They'll have
computer games.

BUSTER:
Wow! That's the clubhouse?!

I now declare
the Muffy Club
Headquarters

officially open.

The Muffy Club?

It's her house, Buster,
like it or leave it.

Voila!

Wow!

Oh! All right!

BUSTER:
Mmm.

MUFFY:
Dues are a
dollar for us

And two dollars
for you.

Why is it more for me?

Because you eat
like a pig!

Well...
it's not fair!

You don't have to belong!

Then I won't!

Who needs him anyway?

Macaroon, Francine?

What do
you want?

Muffy's club
is rotten.

Well, the Parade
Float Club

Has some new rules--
Sue Ellen?

"Anyone can join

"except Buster Baxter,
who is a dirty traitor

for joining
Muffy's Club."

Those are
the rules.

They're
on paper.

We've got
to follow them.

Who wants to join their
stupid old club anyway?

I'll just start my own club.

The Reading-Comic-Books-
Under-the-Blanket Club is open.

FRANCINE!
I'm open!

Pass it!

Ha!... Huh?

Why didn't you
kick it to me?

Our club charter says
we can't pass to your club!

We could have won the game!

Sorry, club rules.

Where are
you going?

I'm sorry, we can only eat
with club members.

Members of my club
can sit with anybody.

What's your club?

Come on,
I'll tell you.

Don't go--
Sue Ellen!

If I can't be in your club
and talk to Buster

then I quit!

( growling )

Do we have to read comics
every day?

Yes! It's part
of the club!

I'm going to form a club
where members have fun.

BINKY:
Yeah!

Aah! Binky, where
are you going?

I want to have fun, too.

Salt and pepper,
peas and carrots.

MUFFY:
Go away.

Why?

You skipped yesterday.

The rules are:
members must show up every day.

I was sick.

Rules are rules.

You're out.

Get off my property or
I'm calling the police.

Sue Ellen:
There's no air!

All that old food stinks!

Why can't we meet outside?

It's the Reading-
Comic-Books-Under-
the-Blanket Club!

Then I quit.

Mmm.

Fine!

Who needs you?

BRAIN:
Ah, paramecium!

You're not having fun, are you?

No.

Then you can't
be in my club!

You have to have fun!

It's the Fun Club!

( school bell ringing )

( kids cheering )

Francine!

Want to go
to the sugar bowl?

I have an exciting
club meeting.

Oh, well...

So do I.

Sue Ellen,
want to go to the...

Don't talk
to me!

This is a meeting of the
Reading and Walking Club.

Anybody here? Huh?

( electrical buzzing )

This meeting of the Exciting
Club is now in session!

( party favor pops )

( noise maker honking )

( gasping )

Sue Ellen's right!

There is no air under there.

( someone humming
in tree house )

Oh, I thought you were Francine.

What are you doing up here?

Looking for your friends.

Where is everyone?

I don't know.

( sighs )

( bicycle bell rings )

Hey, Arthur,
can I come up?

Sure!

Can I come in?

( laughing )

Hey, Francine,
come on up!

BRAIN:
So what's the name
of this club?

I was here first,
so it's my club.

And my club has only one rule--
we ride my float in the parade.

( crowd cheering,
marching band playing )

Whoa!

Get back! Back! Go away!
Get away from...!

( giggling )

Here they come!

I never knew
D.W. was so smart.

Me neither.

She has better ideas
than Arthur.

Why didn't Arthur
let her join the club

in the first place?

( muttering )

KIDS:
And now...

This is the friendship club.

This is the animal club.

I think having a club
is a good idea.

If there's nobody to play with

you'll always have your club.

And I like how a lot of the
people like working together.

GIRL:
Let's talk
about our badges, yeah.

Do you want to write
"friendship" in a rainbow?

And you could draw kids
holding hands or something.

Or they could be
on a tiny world
holding hands.

I joined the friendship club.

Let's just
let people join in.

GIRL:
What we do
in the Friendship Club is

we do friend things.

We don't do angry things.

We do, like, fun things.

The Animal Club.

Everybody can be in this club.

Each kid has their own animal
to represent.

We're working on our cards.

Our animal goes on the front.

The back says
"The Animal Club."

Panda.

Black rabbit.

Koala.

Falcon.

We try and save the animals.

ALL:
The Animal Club--
we love animals!

We stick together,
we don't yell.

We stay calm.

If someone quits,
we let them back in.

We listen
when people talk.

We help each other,
we're always friends.

ALL:
The Friendship Club.

And now...

( kids conversing )

Sure,
I can't wait.

Well...

there's one thing

that's really important
to know about Francine...

Look out! Coming through!

Sue Ellen:
Hey!

Do not get between
her and her bike.

Francine was
on two wheels

while the rest of us
were riding tricycles.

I lowered
the chassis

to get more power.

Yeah, well,
check out
this bell.

( tinkling )

BUSTER:
Bell, schmell.

These wheels can do
zero to one in sec...

( Francine
Shouts )

Aah!

There's only one problem
with Francine's bike.

She's outgrown it.

FRANCINE:
Ouch! Ow! Ouch! Ow!

( clanging )

Aah!

MOTHER:
We can't afford

to get you
a new bike.

It's not fair!
I'll die without a bike!

No... not that!

Anything
but that.

( sobbing ):
You mustn't
give up, honey.

Be brave!
Live, I say, live!

CATHERINE:
Oh, Dad. Grow up.

Catherine's right.

And besides,
I have an idea.

Francine, hold
that light still.

Hey, watch it.

Sorry, Dad.

Ta-dah!

What is it?

Your new bike... well,
it's actually an old new bike.

But it's in great shape.

It got me to school every day.

Anyway, I know you'll
appreciate it the way I did.

( sighs ):
Thanks, dad.

At least
it's big enough.

Hold on-- there's one or two
things I'd like to check out.

You know, the brakes...

Yee-ha!

Whoa!

MUFFY:
What is that?

It's my new bike.

New? In what century?

Too bad you couldn't
get one like mine.

( beeping and whirring )

I could have had
any bike I wanted

but I chose
this one.

But Francine...

Why?

RATBURN:
The wheel is thought
to have been invented

approximately B.C.

Does anyone know
what the Sumerians

might have done with
their new wheel?

Mr. Baxter.

Build Francine's bicycle?

( all laughing )

Stop picking
on Francine.

It's not her fault
she has to ride an
ugly old bicycle

and wear
unfashionable
hand-me-downs.

Just think how you would feel.

( quietly ):
Don't worry,
I'll come back for you.

OTHERS:
Come on, Francine,
hurry up! Francine?

Where were you?

Why do you have
leaves in your hair?

And where's your bike?

Oh... um... somewhere.

Anyway,
I just feel
like walking.

Okay, see you

at the Sugar Bowl.

FATHER:
How's the new bike?

Fine.

Doesn't it ride great?

Did you feel how
it handles corners?

Yep.

Francine, are you all right?

Dad, why couldn't you
just get me a new bike?

We don't have enough money

right now.

Meanwhile, the
one I gave you
works just fine.

( gasps )

Oh, no!

My bike!

Oh, well, I guess
that's where it belongs.

BUSTER:
Hey, Francine.

Want to do some wheelies
before school starts?

I can't,
my bike was, um...

Um...

Um...

Stolen?!
Are you sure?

Um... yes... no...
pretty sure.

Can I draw, or what?

Sue Ellen:
We just heard.

I don't
get it--

Who would steal
a piece of junk
like that?

Yeah, it was old.

Francine, maybe it was so old
it was an antique!

Help!

Police!

Let's try
not to panic.

We have to tell
Mr. Haney.

No, wait!

Let me get this straight--

You were
hurrying home
on your bike

to do your chores...

when all of a sudden...

( laughing evilly )

I had no idea these kind of
trucks were roaming the streets.

Um... Can I go home
now, Mr. Haney?

I don't feel well.

Did you
think there was
something fishy

about Francine's story?

Yeah! Does she
expect us

to believe she
was hurrying home
to do her chores?

I think Arthur meant the
bike-eating truck was fishy.

Francine mustn't want us
to find out who really took

her bike.

Of course!

Because whoever it is

is somebody
we all know.

BUSTER:
And now the
question is--

which one of us

knows how to drive
a bike-eating truck?

Robbers on helicopters?

And you believe her?

Catherine,
Francine's had

a tough day,
and you're not helping.

Can we just
forget about it?

I know how
you feel, hon.

But maybe it'll find
its way back to us.

Dad, it's a bike

not a dog.

Anyway, someone in this room
knows more than she's saying.

Go away.

( spits )

After you chased robbers

then what?

Then I wandered
around with amnesia

until I hit my head

and all my
memory came back.

That's from the movie we saw.

You'll have to do
better than that

if you want
a new bike.

Daddy?

Yes, Francine?

I thought I should
tell you, um...

Good night.

Good night, sweetie.

Something else you
wanted to talk about?

No, thanks, Dad.
Good-night.

MUFFY:
We think we know

what happened
to your bike.

Huh?

These guys who
swiped your bike--

did one of them
look like... this?

No.

BUSTER:
It has to be Binky!

Who else is big enough
to steal a whole bike?

Can't you
forget about it?

It's not your
business anyway.

We're only
trying to help.

Well... don't!

I say Binky's behind it

and it's up to us
to make him confess.

How?

We thr*aten him!
Any volunteers?

( all whistling nervously )

You are the biggest
bunch of babies!

Muffy!

MUFFY:
Don't interrupt.

One of my
best friends has
been traumatized

and if it takes
a Crosswire

to right this
wrong, so be it.

It won't be
the first time

and it won't be...

the last.

What do you want?

Are you telling
everyone I stole
Francine's bike?

What if I am?

Yeah, well...

I didn't do it.

( all whispering )

Then who did?

FRANCINE:
I did.

( all gasp )

I did.

Francine!

I know, I know.

I didn't steal it,
I sort of threw it away

so leave Binky alone.

( all cheering )

Great-- now everyone
hates me, thanks to you.

Hmph.

FRANCINE:
You found it!

Yeah, it was
right here.

I guess the thieves
got scared and dumped
it in the trash.

Dad, it
wasn't thieves.

It was me.

I know.

Why'd you do it, Francine?

Because everyone
was making fun of me

and I thought
if it got stolen

you'd buy me
a new one.

I can understand
how you felt.

But it's no
excuse for lying

about it.

I know, Dad.

I didn't
want to hurt
your feelings.

I knew how much
the bike meant to you.

I'm really sorry.

Did you really ride that bike
to school every day?

Uphill both ways.

Wow.

Hey-- maybe we
could fix it up!

How about
it, dad?

All it
really needs
is some paint.

I say...

What are we
waiting for?

This better be good.

Ladies and...
ladies--

we'd like to present Francine's
new and completely restored...

bicycle!

Hmph.

And now, the
moment of truth:
the test drive.

Francine?

You first, Dad.

You sure?
I wouldn't want
to deprive you

of this big moment.

I'm sure.

Dad, you're not!

Don't let anyone see you.

Don't worry-- just a little
spin around the block

just to make sure
it's absolutely safe.

Whoo-hoo! Whee!

( laughing )

♪ What a wonderful
kind of day ♪

♪ If we could learn
to work and play ♪

♪ And get along
with each other ♪

♪ You got to listen
to your heart ♪

♪ Listen to the beat ♪

♪ Listen to the rhythm,
the rhythm of the street ♪

♪ It's a simple message
and it comes from the heart ♪

♪ Believe in yourself ♪

♪ For that's the place
to start ♪

♪ And I say hey! ♪

♪ Hey! What a wonderful
kind of day ♪

♪ If we could learn
to work and play ♪

♪ And get along
with each other ♪

♪ Hey! What a wonderful
kind of day! ♪

♪ Hey! ♪