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02x05 - Sally's Sweet Babboo

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "The Charlie Brown and Snoopy Show". Aired: September 17, 1983 – October 12, 1985.*
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American animated television series featuring characters and storylines from the Charles M. Schulz comic strip Peanuts as first presented for television in the Peanuts animated specials.

02x05 - Sally's Sweet Babboo

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Frida and Franklin, even Little

Rerun Bell, Stark and Snoopy

Everybody's having fun Let's not go home

yet If we stick around Maybe that

red-haired girl Will come and dance with

Charlie Brown

It's the Charlie Brown and Snoopy show.

My school term paper is to be about my

most interesting Christmas. Hmm,

let's see. I guess it would have to be

last Christmas. Everything

started out normally last December,

just before our Christmas vacation.

I don't want you to give me anything for

Christmas this year, Linus.

Really?That's too bad, but I can

understand how you feel and I admire you

for it. Cancel that order for the

$10,000 necklace. After the

holidays are over and everything

has quieted,I'm going to slug

you. Hello,

Chuck. This is Peppermint Patty.

Hi. Our school gets out early for a

Christmas vacation, so I may come to

visit you. That would be great.

I'm making out my Christmas card this

Chuck, and I wanted to know your address

so I could surprise you with a card.

That's great. Nobody ever sends me a

Christmas card. But come to think of it,

Chuck, now the surprise is gone, isn't it?

So I'll just send your card to someone

else. So I guess I won't need your

address. Forget I called, Chuck.

HmmEveryone started to write to Santa

early. Dear Joe

Claus. His name is Santa,

not Joe. I didn't think that

looked right. Deer,

I hear someone on a roof. Do

you think it could be Santa and his

reindeer?Sally, it's

still three weeks before Christmas.

I'm afraid it's just the TV repairman.

That's even better.

Listen, there's all kinds of noise on the

roof.

Quick, Big Brother, we've got to get our

stockings up. But it's way too

early. We can't take any

chances.

So everything was pretty normal until the

last week of school. And then Lucy had to

come up with that great idea of hers.

I've just been put in charge of the

school Christmas play. It's going to be

at the ice rink.

Oh no. Now we've only got a few days to

get ready. I will be the

star and I will do a skating

number with the Co star of my choice.

Well, I'm not skating with you. That

is correct. Well, that's a relief.

As a matter of fact, I signed you up to

sing Jingle Bells. You

what?I can't sing.

You know that. I never

have been able to sing. Learn.

I've also called Peppermint, Patty and

Marcie, and they're going to join us.

They'll prepare a Christmas play.

Oh boy, oh boy. I want to be in the play

too. Can I call them?You handle

that yourself. We'll have Schroder

provide the music and hey, Lucy, what

do I get to do?You have to raise money to

pay for the props, Charlie Brown.

Money. How can I raise money?

Learn.

What are you doing, Big Brother?The only

way I could think of to raise money

quickly was to sell Christmas wreaths

from door to door. Can I come with you?

Sure, if you'll be quiet. Of

course I'll be quiet.

Good morning. Ask your mom if she'd like

to buy a Christmas wreath. Tell her

they were made from the famous forests of

Lebanon. You can read about

them in the second chapter of the second

book of Chronicles. If you

buy two, we'll throw in an autographed

photo of King Solomon.

You can't tell people these wreaths were

made from the forests of Lebanon. That's

not telling the truth.

Good morning. Would you like to buy a

Christmas wreath made from some junky old

branches my brother found in a Christmas

tree lot?See,

your way doesn't work either.

No one wants a wreath. I'm going to

fail again. Why does Lucy

put all this pressure on us?

I think we need better packaging.

We need a better way to show off our

product.

Good morning. Would you like to buy a

Christmas wreath?You saw a

wreath?I'll go make some more.

Sure. You need to get their attention.

But I think we can do even better.

Good morning. Would you be interested in

a three-for-one sale?OK, you

stupid beagle. Come with me.

Hey, what are you doing?I need a

skating partner for the Christmas show.

And Snoopy's it.

Hiya, g*ng. Hey, Lucy. I want to play

Mary in the Christmas play. OK?

I told you, Sir. I spoke to Lucy and

Sally already, and they said I could play

Mary. But Mary never wore

glasses. Don't be a sore

sport, Sir. Then what part do I

get?The only part that's left is one of

the sheep. The sheep?

Why are you complaining?I've been given

only one word to say. Park!

A sheep?Come on, Beagle.

I can't waste any more time around here.

We have to practice.

I wonder what routine we should skate.

OK, now we better practice our lifts.

We'll circle the ice once and you'll lift

me up in the air. OK, now prepare to

lift me up. Watch out. Watch out.

Maybe the star of the Christmas show

doesn't need to be lifted.

And then came the day of the Christmas

show. Backstage was a

disaster. We start in a

few minutes, Charlie Brown. If your

stupid Beagle doesn't show up, I'll pound

you. But it's not my fault.

I don't know where he is. Charlie

Brown. Don't let her do this to me.

I can't sing. I'll pass out.

But Linus, I hope you're satisfied,

Chuck. Look what your friends did to me.

They made me a sheet. And besides, you

know Mary didn't wear glasses. But I.

But you look cute in your costume, sir.

Sure, Marcy, sure. Let

them hear your line, sir. Bah!

Bah humbug, sir.

I'll get you for this, Marcy, and you

too, chap. But I... Big

brother, I can't remember my one word.

What is it?A chia.

Quick, quick! What is it?Geez,

Sally, I don't know. I remember

when the sheep are through dancing. I'm

going to get you for this, Chuck.

I come out and say, Hark!

Then Harold Angel starts to sing.

Harold Angel?The curtain's

going up. Why are you letting them do

this to me, big brother?You must hate me!

Okay, Beagle, we're first. We're

going to show them what skating is all

about. What's the matter?

Don't get stage fright on me now! Come

back here, you coward! What do you

mean you're sending your understudy?

I'm not gonna skate with a stupid

bird.

There's the sheep. That's my cue. What

was that word?Oh, yeah!

Hockey stick! Hockey

stick?Bah!

Quick, Linus, sing!

I'd like to say a few words about how

programs like this can ruin a child's

holiday by causing worries and...

Sing, you blockhead! Jingle

bells, jingle bells, jingle

all the way Oh, what

The school newspaper called it the

strangest Christmas play ever.

And that's the most interesting Christmas

I can remember. The end. What have

you been doing, big brother?Writing

about last year's Christmas play. You

mean when you let me make a fool of

myself with the wrong word?Well, I,

uh.. And when you let me say, Herald

Angel, and then everyone laughed at me?

Well, yes, I. Big Brothers are supposed

to protect little sisters from making

fools of themselves. Well, it's

not my fault you get things all wrong.

Hello. Are you Sally?Yes.

Who are you?My name is

Harold Angel. I want to thank you

for mentioning me in the Christmas play.

Oh, please come in. Who

is it?I'd like you to meet my new

boyfriend. Harold Angel

What?So I don't get things as

mixed up as you think. I

can't stand it. I just

can't stand it. You

didn't send me a Valentine yet, did you?

What do you mean yet?I

don't care anyway. It gives me a good

excuse. Excuse for

what?To kick your

stupid piano. OK,

Lucy's coming. She looks angry.

Play it cool.

She's getting closer. Don't look. I

thought you were working on your

Valentines. What in the world do you call

this?We haven't quite decided

yet. We don't quite know what to call it.

But I think maybe we'll call it a

success.

That's the house where that little red

haired girl lives. Maybe she'll see me

and come rushing out to thank me for the

Valentine card I sent her. Maybe she'll

even give me a hug. Sure.

And so will the President of the United

States invite me to dinner tonight. Why

are you hiding behind this tree, Charlie

Brown?I'm just looking at the house.

Where the little red-haired girl lives.

Unfortunately, she doesn't know I'm

alive. What you need then is

some subtle way, some sneaky way

of letting her know. I guess that's

right. Hey, kid! Your

number's out here!

Now what are you doing?Waiting for

Valentine's. Maybe I'll even get one

from the little red-haired girl. Oh,

well, good luck. You'll need it.

Hey, maybe the Valentines are already in

there. Any

Valentines in there?Any Valentines

in there?Nothing echoes like an

empty mailbox. I'm not

going to worry about Valentines this

year. I never get any anyway. So why

should I worry?On the other hand, if

someone did send me one, I'd want to be

there when it arrives.

Hey, look, the flag is up. The

mailman must have brought my Valentines

after all.

Wow, look at all these Valentines. Here's

a bunch for Snoopy, and here's a bunch

for Woodstock, and none for me.

Good grief. Did my sweet

baboo send me my Valentine yet?

No, Sally. There are no Valentines for

either one of us. See the

Valentine I made for Linus?On the

inside, I wrote, To my

sweet baboo. He says

he's not your sweet baboo. What does he

know?These

valentines are for all the boys at school

that I like. And this is a very

special one. for my sweet

babboo. Does your sweet

babboo know who he is?

Oh, yes, he knows who he is.

I do not! All right,

Addie's out there. Our teacher has asked

me to explain how this valentine thing

will work. Each student will drop

his or her valentine into this

box. Please write all names

clearly. Special terms

of endearment, like sweet

Babu, are OK because that

person obviously knows who he is.

No, I don't. And

now we're down to the last

Valentine. This one reads

to my sweet Babu.

Will the person to whom this beautiful

Valentine is addressed please step

forward?I went

home. Wait, there seems to be

something else in this box.

Yes, it's at the bottom.

I bet it's a box of candy from my sweet

bamboo.

Good grief. Did you

give my Valentine to the little

red-haired girl?She wasn't at

school. Rats. What

are you complaining about?Look what

happened to me! I'm the

laughingstock of the school! And my

sweet baboo didn't send me a box of

candy or a valentine or

anything! You're my big brother.

You should speak up for me. If you

see my sweet and sour baboo, you should

punch him in the nose. Sweet and

sour?You didn't send my

sister a valentine. She says I should

punch you in the nose. What could I do,

Charlie Brown?She follows me around and

calls me her sweet baboo. I never

said I was going to give her a Valentine.

So if you still want to punch me in the

nose, go right ahead. Why

don't I just hold my fist out and then

you walk into it?I feel grumpy today.

I don't want to talk to anybody and I

don't want to see anybody. Linus, and you

walk into it. Get out of my way.

What happened?You hit me, you

blockhead. I didn't hit you.

You ran into my fist. What

was your fist doing in the middle of the

sidewalk?If your brother had given

my sister a Valentine, this never would

have happened. That's right. It's all my

sweet baboo's fault. I

am not your sweet baboo.

Valentines can really be confusing.

And painful. So nobody got a

Valentine from the person they wanted.

Well, almost nobody.

I've got to write a paper for school

about the most interesting animal I've

ever seen. How about Charlie

Brown's dog, Snoopy, sir?Hey,

Marcy, that's a great idea.

I have this friend, Chuck, who has this

dog called Snoopy. Now, this is not

your ordinary dog. He's been a

helicopter pilot, a football

referee, a World w*r One flying

ace, a circus star, a

magician, and even a sled

dog. The teacher will never believe this,

Sir. Quiet, Marcy. I'm on A

roll. This dog is also a great sports

star. He plays basketball

and tennis and golf.

And ice hockey. And he's also Chuck's

shortstop. I'm warning you,

sir. You're going to get another bad

grade. Hush, Marcy. This is going to

be great. He even drives a

motorcycle. And he's also a great track

star. He also performs a public

service as the Easter beagle. Although

sometimes he can overdo it.

I guess we should mention some of his

weaker traits as well. He tends to annoy

the cat next door, which can

sometimes cause lots of problems. And of

course, all the running around he does,

well, it does tend to make him tired, so

that he has the tendency to sleep a lot.

The teacher will think you made this up,

sir. What have I got to lose, Marcy?I've

had so many D minuses anyway.

Don't say I didn't warn you, sir.

Guess what?Last week I wrote an essay

about ol' Snoop here. Great!

I wrote about all the great things that

Snoopy can do.

I forgot to mention that he really knows

how to treat a lady. Have you heard the

news, sir?What

news?The teacher loved your

essay on Snoopy. She

did?She entered it in the

All-City Essay Contest. And

it won! You mean it won for the

whole city?You're to receive an award

tomorrow in front of the whole school.

Hey, that's great!That's the first thing

I've ever won in my life. Hey, Chuck,

you and Snoopy will have to come too.

It's because of Snoop here that I won.

Congratulations.

You touched my hand, Chuck, you

sly dog.

Okay, they want you on stage now.

I'm too nervous. Come on up with me.

I don't think paws were made for

clapping. Ladies and gentlemen,

Marcie, I want to

thank you for this award. I have been

asked to read my essay. But first let me

tell you about Chuck and me. Hurry up and

read it, Marcie. Good

grief. This is my essay. I

have this friend Chuck, who has this

dog named Snoopy. Read it fast,

Sir. Now, this is not your ordinary dog.

I don't think I can hold you any.

Longer, Sir.

This morning we want to pay tribute to

two of our classmates. I know we

appreciate the honor they have brought to

our class until we fell off the

stage. No one will ever know what I

wrote, Marcy. Don't worry, Sir.

I understand that Snoopy acted out the

whole thing. Let's

have a party with Charlie Brown and

Snoopy. We can go dancing with Lioness

and Lucy. Put on a smile and

stay for a while. Come on, let's dance

around with Snoopy and a Charlie Brown.

Rita and Franklin, even Little

Rerun Bell, Spark and Snoopy.

Everybody's having fun. Let's not go home

yet. If we stick around, maybe that red

haired girl will come and dance with

Charlie Brown.