07x09 - Prunella Sees the Light/Return of the Snowball

[bunniefuu]

♪ Every day when you're
walking down the street ♪

♪ Everybody that you meet
has an original point of view. ♪

( laughs )

♪ 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 ♪

♪ You got to listen
to your heart ♪

♪ Listen to the beat ♪

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

♪ Open up your eyes,
open up your ears ♪

♪ Get together and make things
better by working together ♪

♪ 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! What a wonderful
kind of day. ♪

Hey!

ARTHUR:
Hey, D.W.

Hey!

Whoa!

( crash )

PRUNELLA:
I see a long hallway.

You are walking down it.

You are afraid of something.

Suddenly you come to a door.

You open it.

It's filled with children
taking a test.

They look unhappy.

( children moan )

BUSTER:
Oh, it's the math test.

There's a big math test
on Friday.

PRUNELLA:
Yes, math.

I see numbers, lots of numbers--

big numbers, small numbers,
strange Greek squiggles.

The numbers twist and turn.

They seem to leap off the page.

And then...

BUSTER:
What do you see?

Do I fail?

The future is unclear.

Madame Prunella
is weary.

Madame Prunella
needs candy

to revive
her psychic power.

That's it?

Madame Prunella needs

a little
more than that.

It was a long walk over.

All right...

I think there's
some brownies

in the kitchen.

There are?

Did you see that in the ball?

Is there milk, too?

Are there any in my kitchen?

Prunella, you're
driving me crazy!

And I predict that
you will shortly see...

There it is.

The Brick of Wonders.

Just a little bit further.

MAN:
Not so fast, Henry Skreever.

SKREEVER:
That voice.

It's...

Yes,
Lord Moldywart!

Afraid,
little wizard?

You should be!

You should be!!

( laughs menacingly )

ANNOUNCER:
Henry Skreever and the Brick
of Wonders opens Friday.

( both squealing )

We must do something special.

Let's read all
five books again.

Marina, it opens
in four days.

Even I can't read
that fast.

Me neither.

I'd get blisters.

I've got it.

We'll...

No, I'm not telling.

It's a surprise.

The Tickling Claw
commands thee.

No, by
the Wheel of Edam,

I swear I shall
never confess.

I'm using my hex of protection.

( both laughing )

Hey, you uncrossed
your arms.

Ha! The hex doesn't work.

Yes, it does.

( both laughing )

Prunella, please,
I have to know

if I fail
that math test.

Here, I brought you a box
of Buster Clusters.

I made them myself.

Yuck! I heard about those.

They turn
your tongue black.

Have you seen pink-striped
bed sheets anywhere?

Why do you
need bed sheets?

I'm turning my bedroom
into the Castle of Yutz,

you know, from
Henry Skreever,
book three?

Remember how the castle
has pink and white walls?

No.

Well, Marina will.

She's coming
for a sleep-over,

and I want everything
to be just perfect.

Marina, she's your friend
who's blind, right?

Uh-huh.

So why have
pink and white sheets?

She can't see them.
Because!

Because they just
have to be.

That's why.

Almost there.

Just a few more touches
and it'll be perfect.

( yawns )

I can't wait to see
Marina's expression

when she sees what I've done.

Ta-dah!

What? What's so special?

It's an exact replication
of Persephone's room

in the Castle of Yutz.

MARINA:
No, it isn't.

Her walls are made
of velvet.

I couldn't buy
velvet bed sheets.

They'd be
too expensive.

But they do have
the pink stripes.

Great, I bet they're
a lovely shade.

Too bad I can't
enjoy them.

Oh...

I'm sorry, Marina.

I guess I wasn't thinking.

Hey, want to play cards?

Hello?!

How can I play cards?

Did you invite me
over to your house

just to insult me?

Ow! That's it,
I'm going home.

I hate this place.

No, wait, Marina.

Why, so you can say
something mean and offensive?

Wicked witch of
the horrible gaffe,

presto-chango,
you are a giraffe.

( gasps )

( gasps )

PRUNELLA:
So what do I do?

I've looked forward
to this sleep-over,

but now I'm not sure
it's a good idea.

What's the big deal?

Just get
your room redone

so it's safe for Marina.

You know, put in a ramp.

Muffy, she's blind,
not in a wheelchair.

Oh, yeah.

And I can't afford

to redo my room.

Well, there are
one or two things

you can do
on a modest budget.

Here, you'll want
to take notes.

Perfect... I guess.

RUBELLA:
Ow!

Why's this string here?

I just tripped over it.

It's so Marina
can find the bathroom.

She's not going to need string
to find the bathroom.

How do you know?

Why not just ask her

if there's
anything special she needs?

I can't-- I want
the sleep-over
to be a surprise.

Besides, I swore
on the Wheel of Edam

I wouldn't tell.

Well, what's
more important--

having a good time
with your friend

or a swear on
a piece of cheese?

( sighs )

Marina, I was just wondering,

because you're
visually-challenged...

Oh, that sounds terrible.

Whoa!

MARINA:
Prunella, is that you?

Wow, I didn't know
you could play soccer.

Yeah, there's a beeper
in the ball

so I can hear
where it is.

What are you doing here?

Um, I have to talk to you
about something.

Me, too.

Do you want to sleep over

the night before
the movie opens?

We could play games
and then get in line

really early
in the morning.

Sure.
Great.

Just come over
after school.

Whew.

Oh, what did you
want to tell me?

Um... I don't
eat eggplant.

Bye.

See you tomorrow.

( doorbell rings )

What's the password?

Is it "abracadabra"?

Actually, I was thinking
of "tzadziki"

from Henry Skreever
and the Menacing Moussaka.

But that's okay--
you can come in.

Hey, how come you
aren't using your cane?

Because it's my house.

I kind of know
where things are.

Come on, dinner's
almost ready.

Hotdogs at : , beans at : ,
and sauerkraut at : .

Enjoy.

What's that all about?

That's so I know
where my food is.

I just imagine a clock face.

Looking for the milk?

It's at : --
: , really.

And the mustard's
a little after : .

And the salt
and pepper are...

Thanks, I can manage.

So what should
we play first?

Do you like cards?

I'm a total gin rummy freak.

Marina! Watch out!

The corner of the rug
was turned back.

You could have tripped.

Boy, the way you reacted,

I thought the house was
on fire or something.

Braille cards?

I never knew
they had these.

They're so cool.

Yeah, I guess.

It's your turn.

I put down a three.

You don't have to say.

I'm saving you the trouble.

Hey, do they have
Braille checkers, too?

How about jacks?

Does your jack ball
have a beeper, too?

What about dice?

I guess
you could feel
the little dents.

But backgammon must be hard.

Those pieces are so smooth.

I bet you have
no problems with chess.

Prunella, wizard of Lakewood,
I command thee

to stop asking
so many questions.

( both laughing )

( grunts )

Oh, my gosh,
I moved out of the way.

How could you know?

I should have
said something.

It's okay,
it's okay, I'm fine.

I'll get your mom.

Why? I just fell.

Haven't you ever fallen?

Well, yes, but...

But what?

Marina, I was only
trying to help.

You've been trying
to help all evening,

and frankly, Prunella,
you're driving me crazy.

Well, if that's
the way you feel, maybe...

maybe I should just go home.

If that's what you want.

No one's forcing
you to stay.

( knock at door )

Go away!

Please, Prunella,
the test is tomorrow.

I have to know my fate.

What's the matter?

I had a big fight
with Marina.

I was just trying to be
extra considerate, you know,

because she can't see.

She got all angry.

I really hated it

when kids started
treating me differently

because I have asthma.

I can't just ignore
the fact that she's blind.

But you don't have to make
such a big deal.

Would you like it if someone
was always fussing over you?

No.

Wait, what
about my fortune?

I see you studying.

Studying all day.

Studying all night.

You'll do fine.

Now, I have
a phone call to make.

Ahh.

Goodbye, Haggis.
I'll never forget you.

You're the best bearded,
sloppy, giant friend

a wizard could ever have.

PRUNELLA:
That was terrible.

The special effects
were so goofy-looking.

MARINA:
Oh, Moldywart
didn't look at all

like what I imagined.

I could tell

from the description
on my headset.

Where's the ticket guy?

To your left.

Thank you.

What did you think of
the kid playing Henry?

I thought
he was all wrong.

I guess they just
don't see him

the way we do.

( beeping )

Arm, please.

KIDS:
And now...

I'm Ty, and I'm in fourth grade.

I have prosthetics,

and that's basically the only
thing different about me.

Prosthetics, which are legs
that were made by people,

and they used to be made
out of wood, like a wooden leg.

It's just basically
a wooden leg,

but in a new kind of fashion.

It has a knee that can bend,

and it has a foot
so you can wear shoes.

I wear shorts
so people can see my legs.

Some people say
they're really cool.

A lot of people think
that I'm really different,

and they think
that I can't make friends,

and they think that I always
need help doing stuff.

And it makes me feel bad
when people try to help me

and stuff like that.

And I just want to feel

the same way as other people.

I don't want to feel different.

We're going to play baseball.

BOYS:
♪ We are the men,
the mighty, mighty men ♪

♪ Wherever we go,
people want to know... ♪

When I hit, someone runs for me.

It's called a pinch runner.

COACH:
Go, Ian, go!

Head in.

TY:
I don't think many people
would want to feel

like everybody
thinks they're different

as if they came from Mars
or something like that.

I want to be treated
like everybody else.

♪ We are the men
the mighty, mighty men! ♪

KIDS:
And now...

ARTHUR:

D.W.:

ARTHUR:

D.W.:

ARTHUR:

MOM:

ARTHUR:

MOM:

D.W.:
Somebody stole
my snowball.

ARTHUR:
I'm trying to read
this narration...

Oh, so noone cares about
my stolen snowball?

They just want to read
your narration?

How will people know
what the story is

if you won't let me
say what it is?

Just tell
the story right.

Why don't you
just do it?

( gasps )

( croaks )

MOM:
Well, thank you, everybody.

That was a wonderful dinner.

Happy birthday,
old-timer.

D.W.:
Mom.

Dad.

Look.

My snowball is back.

How wonderful.

On the six-month, two-week
and four-day anniversary

from when it got stolen, too.

I'm glad
you're happy, honey.

That makes my birthday
extra special.

MOM:
Okay, D.W., you're going to have

to put that away for now.

It's way past your bedtime.

Be careful.

It's very fragile.

Slowly...

slower...

slower...

Wait.

You forgot the peas.

D.W.:
Oh, Snowball,
I'm so glad you're back.

( whinnying )

( waltz playing )

I'm so happy to
be back, too, D.W.

I've missed you.

It's been
a long six months,

two weeks
and four days.

How did I get back?

D.W.:
Don't you know?

How would I?

I don't have eyes
or a brain,

I'm just a snowball.

But I'll tell you
one thing,

if somebody took me once,

they may try
taking me again.

( gasps )

D.W.:
What do you mean?

Well...

( maniacal laughter )

SNOWMAN:
D.W..

No.

( sighs with relief )

( sighs contentedly )

( gasps )

( alarm ringing )

MOM:
D.W.?

Huh?

D.W.:
Well, if it
got stolen once,

what's to stop it
from being stolen again?

It obviously
wasn't stolen,

or you wouldn't
have found it.

What do you mean?

I think he's saying
it just got lost

behind all that stuff
in the freezer.

Then when everything
got moved around
for the party...

Arthur.

What are you doing?

Clearing my dishes.

A likely story.

Stay right there.

I can't tell if
it's still in here.

D.W., what are you doing
in there?

Nothing.

MOM:
D.W.!

What are you doing?

You could
hurt yourself.

But I have to find out
if Arthur took it.

( gasps )

It's smaller.

All right, here's where

your snowball's going
to live from now on,

and that's final.

We can't have you
making a mess

or, worse, hurting
yourself over this.

But aren't you
going to punish Arthur?

He obviously took the outside
part of my snowball.

Arthur didn't take anything.

It's just melted

from being fussed with so much,
not to mention

the freezer
being open all night.

( whinnying )

( gasps )

( waltz begins playing )

( Snowball grunts
as D.W. apologizes )

SNOWBALL:
Uh, D.W., ( grunts )...
maybe it's time

to take a little break.

D.W.:
Putting you in a cooler

wasn't my idea.

You know, maybe
if you found out

who put me back
in the freezer,

you'd know who
stole me to begin with.

Arthur!

Ooh, just the name
gives me shivers.

But if you can prove
that he did it,

then your mom and dad
might keep him

from doing me
any more damage.

Oh, Snowball,
that's brilliant.

Watch it,
you're melting me.

Sorry.

Okay, I just have
a few questions.

Uh-huh.

Where were you between
six months ago and yesterday?

Listening to you whine about
your snowball hours a day.

Mm-hmm...

And where did you
keep the snowball?

Mom!

This isn't going to be
as easy as I thought.

BRAIN:
Hello?

D.W.:
Hi, Brain, it's Arthur.

You have to come
to my house right away.

What's wrong
with your voice?

I have a cold.

( coughs )

See?

Arthur's out
buying medicine.

He told me
to keep you company.

D.W.:
Okay,

I need you
to use science

to figure out
who stole this.

It's even smaller.

I'm sorry, is
Arthur coming back?

What's the problem?

Do some experiments.

Time is money.

Okay, um...

but how could
it be stolen

if you have it?

It's complicated.

Now, could a snowball

just get lost in here
for six months

without getting smooshed?

You present
an interesting conundrum.

Do you have
a measuring tape?

D.W., what are you doing
in there?

Just straightening up, Mom.

BRAIN:
So if you multiply X by the
width of the freezer squared,

factoring in the algorithm
of the average weight

of a weekly allotment
of frozen meats.

ice cream and
TV dinners...

Would it get smooshed?

Yes.

Just as I suspected.

This snowball has been
somewhere else.

All right, Brain,
science experiment number two.

Okay, here's a list
of all possible freezers

within a ten-block radius

where
the alleged thief

could have stored
the snowball

for six months, two weeks
and four days.

Wow, for $ . , you're
a pretty good detective.

For cents more,

I'll throw in
a flow chart.

Let's see the list.

Oh.

What about just those

that Arthur
could have gotten to?

Wait a minute.

What? What?

Yes, yes, that's it.

What's it?

Ice cream from

my parents'
ice cream parlor.

So?

Was this bought
for your mom's birthday party?

Yeah.

So?

Don't you see?

The snowball showed up
the same day.

Obviously...

ARTHUR:
Hi, Brain.

What are you doing here...

in our freezer?

Oh, I, uh...

He's investigating.

Is this about
that snowball?

Yes, I mean... No, I mean...

You're not sick at all, are you?

Sick?

You realize

you've
just been fooled

by a four-
year-old girl.

D.W.:
Wait, you must tell me

what the ice
cream meant.

I want my money back.

Arthur, you did this
on purpose.

MOM:
D.W., what are you
screaming about?

Nothing.

( growls )

I'm sorry, Snowball.

I really tried,

but Arthur's
just too smart for me.

It's okay, D.W.

Whether you
caught him or not,

it wouldn't
have mattered.

Don't say that.

Good-bye, D.W.

( gasps )

( sniffling )

Good-bye, Snowball.

Okay, D.W., it was me.

I did it.

You did? Why?

You've just never stopped

talking about the snowball
since it disappeared,

and so when I went
to get the ice cream

for Mom's birthday party,

I saw they had
a new snowcone machine.

So I ordered one with no syrup,
paid for it with my own money

and put it in the freezer
with the ice cream.

I thought you'd be happy.

Oh, so this wasn't
the real snowball?

But why did you take it
in the first place?

I told you I never took it.

You didn't?

Well then, who did?

I don't know, D.W.--
nobody knows.

Maybe somebody
threw it away by accident.

Maybe it melted.

Can't you just forget about it?

You're making us all crazy.

But how can I
just forget about it?

It was a crime.

Oh, forget it.

I tried.

Arthur, wait.

I'm sorry.

I guess...

I mean, I know
you didn't take it.

But thanks
for the fake one.

It was almost as good.

Sure, D.W.

( children laughing )

Hey, Emily, are you
going to the pool?

Wait for me,
I want to come, too.

ALIEN DAD:
Now, I hope
the two of you have learned

not to beam down and
take things from kitchens.

Yeah, I know, Dad.

"Don't steal,
blah, blah, blah."

Blippy here pigged out

on, like, three-quarters
of that snow thing.

Uh-uh.
Yes.

If you kids don't stop arguing,

you can forget going
to the asteroid fair.

Hi, everyone.

It's me... Buster.

I love making music
with my friends in Elwood City.

That's why I love traveling
with my dad and Los Viajeros,

one of the greatest bands
around.

But they aren't the only people
playing music on my travels.

Listen to this...

I'm filming some great music
with my camera

and I'm sending it all back
to my friends

on my very own video postcards.

They're
Postcards from Buster.

♪ 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 ♪