01x16 - A Tail of Two Sitters

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What's the story, Wishbone?What's

this you're dreaming of?Such a

big imagination On such

a little part What's the

story, Wishbone?Do you think it's

worth a look?It kind of

seems familiar Like a story

from a book Shake a

leg now, WishboneLet's wag

another tail

Sniffing out adventure With

Wishbone on the trail Come on,

Wishbone

What's the story, Wishbone?

What's the story, Wishbone?

What's the story, Wishbone?

What's the story, Wishbone?Come

on, Wishbone. Saturday!

Yes, it's play day! Just you and

me, Joe, hitting the streets, looking for

a good time. All right, Joe, I'm going to

go run some errands, but I'll be back

this afternoon. Okay. Hey, you want to go

to the park later on?Sure. Good. What's

your plan for this morning?Don't worry,

Ellen, I've got the plan. Oh,

David's coming over and he built this

brand new remote control car and we're

going to test it to see if it works.

Cool. Can I drive?That sounds like fun. I

want to see you when I get back. OK. OK

Mom, have you seen my other shoe?No.

Did you look under the couch?Why would it

be under there?I don't know. Just a

guess. Have fun. OK. I love it when

she says that. Now that's a face that

says I need help. Hold on, Joe.

Got it. Here, you know. Thanks,

Fishbow. So,

what's up for today?How about a walk,

followed by a snack, then a game of

Frisbee, followed by a snack, and then

some digging, and we'll follow that up

with a snack. Not necessarily in that

order. Who is it?Me,

David. Oh, come on in.

You ready?The fun begins! It's gonna be

the best of times! Uh, yeah,

there's just one small problem. I

have to babysit. What?

Hi, Joe. Hi. Uh, this is Emily's

friend, Tina. Hi.

Hi, Wishbone. Uh-oh, this could be the

worst of times. Oh, boy. Two of them, one

of me. I'm outnumbered. Okay, try not to

look cute, and they'll leave you alone.

What do you want to do?

Well, I was kind of thinking that, you

know, maybe you could sort of

help me babysit. Sort of help you

babysit?Two on two is a better

babysitting ratio. There's strength in

numbers. You need that to keep their kind

under control. I don't need a babysitter.

I'm a big girl. Me too. Trust me,

David. Get a leash. Big one.

Look, Jehovah, let's go ahead and do what

we were going to do. Emily and Tina,

they'll stay out of the way. Right, Emily?

Yeah, right. Come on, let's go test out

the car. Oh, right.

We're back on track. It's the spring of

hope! No, we want you to stay

inside. Ugh,

it's the winter of despair. Best of

times, worst of times. Spring of hope,

winter of despair. Hey!That's

from Charles Dickens. It was the best of

times. It was the worst of times. Those

are the first words in his book, A Tale

of Two Cities, first published in



The famous two cities are London, England

and Paris, France. In the story, a young

French nobleman named Charles Evremond

keeps trying to do the right thing and

keeps getting into trouble for it.

Charles was the last of the Evremond

litter. He was ashamed of all the bad

things his family had done in France. And

he wanted no part of their fat cat ways.

So he decided to break away from the

pack, give up the family fortune, and

leave France forever.

Charles went to London to start over. He

gave himself a new name to go with his

new life. In London,

nobody ever knew that he had ever been

born Charles Evermond. Everybody knew him

as Charles Darnay, and he lived a quiet,

honorable life under that name. He

married the kind and lovely Lucy Manette.

They shared their home with Lucy's

father, Dr. Manette. It's tea time, my

dear. Thank you, Lucy. I

love tea time. Right after lunch time and

just before supper time. Miss

Pross, please turn to the door.

I'm dreadfully sorry to be late,

Lucy. Not at all, Mr. Laurie.

Please sit down.

May I?Invite myself to your

tea body. Of course, Mr. Cotton.

You're always welcome in our home.

I'm afraid I am far too anxious to sit

quite yet. I've heard some frightful

reports from Paris. Uh oh.

Like what?Well, the poor people of France

have been mistreated for far too long.

They want food, freedom, justice. But

this rioting in the streets. It's

very, very dangerous for everyone.

In France, the fires of the Revolution

were burning out of control.

Take this pig to the slaughterhouse!

This is a very difficult time for France.

Mr. Laurie, please have a cup of tea.

Thank you, Lucy. I say,

Charles, I require your help with

something. I received this letter

today from a man in Paris. It's

addressed to a person by the name of

Everymond. Do you happen to know a

Frenchman by the name of Everymond living

in London?Why, yes. I mean, no. I mean,

maybe. Well, I

need to get this letter to Monsieur

Everymond somehow. I'll

get it to him. I think I know where I can

find him. Very good.

An old and faithful servant of the

Evremond family had been seized by the

revolutionaries. He was in prison.

Without Charles' help, he would be

ex*cuted. I've got to go back to

France and help him out.

That night, Charles left the safety of

London to brave the dangerous streets of

Paris.

Now, there's something you don't see on

my couch every day. OK, people, let's

make a decision. We're losing valuable

playtime. Why don't they stay

inside while we're out there?Yes.

Um, Emily, this is Joe's house. I don't

want you to touch anything or mess

anything up. Do you understand?

Come on.

You guys be good. Excuse me,

ladies, but I must leave you now.

We get wishbone. Yeah!

This could be dangerous. Let's make

Wishful pretty. Excuse me, I am not a

poodle. I do not wish to be pretty. Let's

put a bow on his head. Yeah! Oh, no!

If I could just get through that door.

I'm outta here!

See ya!

I love being a dog! Yes!

Oh, hey, guys.

I'm safe. Back with people I can trust.

Loose bone, check this out.

This is amazing, David. Well, thanks,

Miss Gilmore.

Do you guys think I could give it a try?

Sure.

I like living life in the fast lane.

Gentlemen, start your engine.

I want that car.

This is thrilling.

Hey, you, pull over. Let me see some ID,

pal. Oh, David, David, David, how do you

stop this thing?

Wishbone, get out of the way.

Oh, man. Oops. Let me just say

that I didn't do it. Oh, David, I'm so

sorry when Wishbone got in the way and I

panicked. That's OK, Miss Gilmore. Joe,

you should keep Wishbone away from this

thing. What?Hey, she's the one who

doesn't know how to drive. Sorry. I

just don't want you to get hurt,

Wishbone. Okay, keep her off the road.

I'll be fine. I better take him inside.

What?Hey, no! Joe, you don't

understand. It's a danger zone in there.

Do I have to go back?

Charles Darnay returned to Paris, even

though it had become a dangerous place,

especially if your name used to be

Evermont.

Okay. Not the way I left it?A little

scary?No problem. I'll just blend in with

the crowd, do what I gotta do, and go

home.

Whoops. Um, hello.

May I pass, please?

I would know him anywhere. As

sure as I am Madame Defarge,

he is an everymond!

How do you know me?The family

markings. Wait a minute. I know my family

did some bad things, but I'm not like

them. Arrest him! What?

You were born to the wrong family. Your

whole breed must be destroyed.

Wait a minute. You don't understand. I've

come back to help.

Well, this is great. I come back to

France to do the right thing at the wrong

time. Uh-oh. There

you go, boy. Hey, you girls

OK?Because if you need anything, we'll be

right outside.

OK.

There's no escape. Your wish phone.

Your wish phone. No, please.

Not the phone.

Is that a shuttle loss?What's the damage?

Oh, I should be able to fix it. How's my

sister and Tina?Oh, they're fine.

That's good. We don't bother them and

they don't bother us. This babysitting

thing isn't too bad. Well, how can you

guys call yourself babysitters if they're

inside and you guys are out here?Don't

worry, we have it under control. Well,

whatever you say. I'll see you guys

later. Bye. Let's see if I've fixed

it.

I smell trouble. Let's

give Witchbone some. No, thank you. I'm

not thirsty.

You better be careful with that.

You've turned my dining area into a swap.

Great. Hey, what?

Hey, that's what. Hey, hey, Emily, Gina,

you come back here with that. Hey, hey,

hey, heyYou

put that down right now. Hey, that is not

a toy. I mean it. This is a delicate

instrument. We can

fly. Ohh First, I'll secure my valuables.

Maybe I'll just stay under here.

Hey, that's my chair, not a trampoline.

These two are out of control.

OK, my home is under attack. I need a

plan. Hmm

I can think of something. Help! Joe!

David! Anybody!

Looks like it's up to Wishphone to take

charge of this situation. OK, you all.

Oh, no! Not the toilet paper!

Ellen hates it when you mess with the

toilet paper. Believe me, I know.

Girls, girls, this is not

good. Things were not good for

Charles Darnay. He waited for his day in

court when he would answer for the crimes

of his family. I need a little

fresh air. Hmm, at

least I've got a nice view of the

guillotine. The guillotine! Maybe it's

better not to look.

Well, that's where he's being held into

the trial. My poor Charles.

I wish that I could see him, even for a

minute. There there, my dear.

Don't cry. His trial has

been set for tomorrow. I only hope the

trial will be fair. Charles has done

nothing wrong.

Tomorrow is a day of reckoning for your

husband. He will get

what his whole family deserves.

I'm afraid for Charles.

There, there

Rise for the court.

Now this is a tough crowd. Well,

at least I have a few fans out there.

Here we go. The Republic

calls this court into session for the

trial of 1 Charles

Avremond, who calls himself

Charles Darnay. Be seated.

Who will speak against the accused?I

will.

This scoundrel is an enemy of the French

Republic. He is an

everymond. Every

one of these selfish, cruel aristocrats

lived in luxury on the backs of the poor.

They grew rich on our sweat and

blood. The Evremonds are

fat cats of the worst kind.

Excuse me, but do I look like a fat cat?

My own family served the

Evremond Empire, and I

am the only one who survived their

cruelty. I am

sorry for the actions of my family, but

you can never be sorry enough. I cannot

change my family. I cannot change the

past. But I have tried to change myself.

It's too little, too late. I haven't been

cruel. I gave up all my family's fortune.

In the past, the Evermonds were too lazy

to scratch their own fleas. Ooh, pardon

me. But I have worked like a dog for my

own living. I've tried to lead a kind,

peaceful life. I don't scratch, and I

don't bite. Please, don't punish me for

the sins of my family.

Then who must pay for their crimes?

Do you ever have those days when you're

just not getting through?How can we trust

someone who has Everymond blood

in their veins?

The life of Charles Everymond is knitted

forever to the lives of all his

ancestors. Try it around. He is the

last of his breed. The

knot of revenge must be tied

around his neck.

Take off his

head! Death to this enemy of the

Republic! Down with the

aristocrats!

Well, that was constructive. Thanks for

listening. Rise for the verdict.

This court pronounces a sentence of

death. Tomorrow, Charles Ebremond

dies by the guillotine.

Shackle the prisoner.

Don't worry, Lucy.

I would give my life for your happiness.

You shall not lose your beloved Charles.

That's it. I'm doomed.

Yeah So much for taking charge of the

situation. I couldn't stop it.

Boy, you guys are in trouble.

Trouble.

John's home.

Wishbone. Ellen, great, reinforcements.

Together we can stop this madness.

Wishbone, how could you make such a mess?

Me?No, you don't understand. I'll show

you who did it.

Emily. Hi.

Don't be fooled by the innocent face.

What is going on here?

I guess I better go outside and get Joe,

huhYour honor, the evidence.

OK. Somebody talk to me. What is the

story here?I'll give you the story.

Quiet, Wishbone. Nobody ever listens to

the dog. I was supposed to babysit, but I

wanted to do something with Joe. And

I was sort of helping David

babysit. Huh

Yeah, and the two of them, they didn't

want to go outside with us. No, they

didn't want us. Well,

you guys should have stayed where you

could keep an eye on the girls. I mean,

it's a good thing they're so

well-behaved. Oh, I object! And

Joe, Wishbone has made a total

mess. He is in big trouble. I want you to

put him out on the back porch. What?Is

there no justice?No rest for the weary?Is

this all the thanks I get?Wait,

we did it. Did what,

honey?The toilet paper. Yeah,

we did it. I rest my

case! Emily, that took

courage. Now, get this bow off

of me. You are a good dog, Wishtra. I'm

sorry.

Charles. Sidney?

What What are you doing here?Shh,

we don't have much time.

Leave us alone for a moment.

Sydney Carton, who had never done

anything for anyone in his life, had a

plan to save Charles Darnay for Lucy's

sake.

Sydney, this is crazy. You'll be in a lot

of trouble if they catch you in here. You

better go.

I've come to release you. Thank you, my

friend, but you know that's quite

impossible.

What's that?Smells kind of funny. Oh, I'm

feeling funny. I think I'd better just

lie down for a while.

I will take your place at the guillotine,

my friend.

You there. Enter.

Hurry. Take him. The carriage is waiting.

Are you sure you want to do this?

Once I take him, there's no escape for

you. You will die for sure tomorrow.

Yes, yes, I know.

I have not done much with my life. But

now

it is a far, far better thing I do than I

have ever done.

There's a far, far better rest I go to

than I have ever known.

Now go. Hurry.

Godspeed.

Sidney Carton managed to save the life of

Charles Darnay. Charles, Lucy and her

father escaped from Paris and headed back

to their home in London.

Where am I?What happened?

Lucy?Charles, you are safe.

Mr. Carton has taken your place in

prison. He wished to sacrifice himself

for the sake of our family.

We must always honor the memory of Sydney

Carton. We will tell our children about

him, and they will tell their children,

and so his story will be passed on

forever. He shall never be

forgotten.

This is a wishbone. Hey,

you got my good side. Oh, Emily, that's

wonderful. For Wishbone.

Wishbone, you are a good dog. Feel free

to give me a reward. Hey, you guys. How

about a little more work and a little

less play?

You know, I think that Emily's got

talent. Hey, Wishbone, we're going to the

park. Come on, boy. Yes, the best

of times. We're not babysitting

anyone, are we?

In A Tale of Two Cities, Charles Dickens

described the sounds of the French

Revolution. Everywhere was deafening and

maniacal bewilderment, astounding noise.

It took a Foley artist to recreate this

atmosphere. A Foley artist produces

sounds which occur naturally in the world

around us. Oftentimes you

see something happen when it's filmed,

and you know in the back of your mind

that that sound should register. If

someone pulls their keys out of their

pockets, you need to hear that. But

oftentimes that's not picked up during

the filming, so we'll add sounds we might

ordinarily take for granted. Sometimes we

add larger, more spectacular sounds, like

the crashing guillotine described by

Charles Dickens. We brought in big

cabbage heads and a huge machete,

and just take after take got these

fabulous, crisp sounds.

Not only do we recreate the sounds, but

we match them to the action. That's

called sinking sound depiction. It's

Pilate! Just you and me, Joe, hitting the

streets, looking for a good time. When

something happens, that sound needs to be

placed exactly when that happens.

Otherwise, you're going to see something

happen and then hear the sound either too

early or too late.

Falling makes what you're watching more

believable, and it's fun. Having it not

be there is like losing part of the

storyline. You can imagine the sound

yourself when you read the book,

preferably a dog-eared copy.