01x08 - Beagle Days Ahead

[bunniefuu]

[Marcie] "The Dog-Tor Is In."

[Charlie Brown sighs]

I suppose I would say I'm full of doubt.

We've lost every baseball game so far.

I'm not sure we're ever gonna win one.

Cheer up, Charlie Brown.

You shouldn't have any doubt.

You think so?

Absolutely.

There's no way
your team is ever going to win.

That will be five cents, please.

[coins clatter]

Hey, Chuck, what's with the long face?

Well, I'm having doubts about the future.

And the present.

And the past.

Lucy's advice wasn't much help.

This might interest you, Charles.

Nine out of ten doctors say
that there's nothing more relaxing

than giving a dog a hug.

Hmm, hug a dog.

[laughs]

Hey, Snoopy, how about a hug?

[Snoopy sighs]

What do you know?

I do feel better.

What seems to be the problem, Franklin?

I'm busy all the time.

After school,
I have classical guitar lessons,

and right after that,
science club, and then swimming.

And that's just Tuesday!

What should I do?

Wait until Wednesday.

Five cents, please.

[coins clatter]

[sighs]

How I love to hear that money plink.

Plink, plink, plink.

The beautiful sound of cold, hard cash.

I really don't feel I got what I paid for.

You seem a little down, Franklin.

Have you tried hugging a dog?

I don't have a dog.

[clears throat]

Oh, hey, Snoopy.

How about a hug?

Hey, I do feel better.

I'm tired of being the little sister!

No one ever listens to little sisters.

We demand to be heard!

[paper rustles]

Sorry, were you saying something?

[groans]

I didn't hear a plink!

[grunts] What's the point of even talking
out loud if no one's ever gonna listen?

I ought to just stop talking!

Forever!

Sally!

Sally!

Ugh. What is it, big brother?

I just wanted to know
if everything was okay.

No, everything is not okay!

If you're upset, Sally, try hugging a dog.

Who am I to resist a new trend?

- [Snoopy strains]
- [cracking]

I do feel better. Thanks, Snoopy.

- [groans, gulps]
- Ahem.

- I see you're giving out therapy hugs.
- Hmm?

Ahhh.

You can't do that.

You don't have an office.

A real professional
would at least have a stand.

What do you want, Linus?

[construction noises]

[birds chirping]

[groans]

Excuse me a minute.

Hey, Snoopy.

My mom put too much starch
in my blanket when she washed it,

and now it's lost some of its security.

Hmm. Hmm.

Ahhh.

Ta-da!

Thanks, Snoopy!

[sniffs, sighs] It even smells like a hug.

- [Schroeder] Ahhh.
- [gasps]

As soothing as the first movement
of Beethoven's Moonlight Sonata.

Mmm. As warm as a sandbox on a sunny day.

[coughs]

- [coins clattering]
- This will not stand!

All right, beagle, this sidewalk
isn't big enough for the two of us.

One of us has to go.

And it's not going to be me!

How do you wanna settle this?

Charlie Brown! Charlie Brown!

Charlie Brown! Charlie Brown!

Come quick!
Lucy and Snoopy are having a dance-off!

[bird shrieks]

Dance-off? Sounds serious.

No pushing, no shoving and no slobbering.

Let the dance-off begin!

[chirps, raspberry]

[exclaims]

[upbeat music playing]

- [all] Ooh.
- [coughs]

[all cheer] Lucy! Lucy! Lucy!

[squeals]

[all cheer] Go, Snoopy!
Go, Snoopy! Go, Snoopy!

[all] Whoa.

Whoa.

Wow.

[yelps]

[yells, screams]

Huh.

This hugging thing
is actually pretty nice.

Maybe there is something to dog therapy.

[gasps] We should open a stand together!

[kisses]

Blech! Dog germs!

Oh!

The doctors are in.

Come for the advice, stay for the hugs.

Where is everyone?

- [pants]
- [Snoopy] Huh?

Charlie Brown!

Where do you think you're going?

Don't you want some advice?

And maybe a hug?

Marcie just told me
about a new kind of therapy.

Music therapy.

[playing "Ode To Joy"]

Mmm?

Good grief.

[howling melody]

[twittering]

[Marcie] "Babysitter Beagle."

Mmm.

[chuckles]

- Huh?
- [whistling]

[pants]

- [barks, grunts]
- Whoa!

[sighs]

[chattering]

[chattering]

[chattering, cheers]

[squeals]

[angry chattering]

- [snoring]
- [rooster crows]

[yawns]

[chirping]

[grunts]

[strains]

[chirps]

[chattering]

Mm-hmm.

[chirps]

[strains]

[murmurs]

- [chirps, shouts]
- [yelps]

You should be careful with this.

- Whose is it?
- [murmurs]

In that case, you should find its parents.

[chirps]

[chatters]

Mm-mmm.

[both sigh]

- [chirps]
- [chattering]

[chirps]

[chatters]

[both sigh]

[sighs]

- [egg chittering]
- [both gasp]

[chatters]

[chittering continues]

[chuckles]

[Woodstock chuckles]

[cheers]

[humming melody]

[both humming "Happy Birthday"]

[shutter clicks]

Wow, Snoopy.

I never took you for the paternal type.

- [Franklin] Foul!
- [shouts]

[sighs]

[growls]

Concentrate.

You have two strikes.

Sure, they were foul ba*ls,
but they still count.

You just need one more.

Whoa!

[angry chattering]

[muttering]

What am I supposed to throw now?

I bet they don't have to deal with this
in the big leagues.

[sighs]

[chattering]

Oh, is that a dolly? Can I see?

That's a funny-looking dolly.

What does it do?

[chattering]

Neat. Mine does ballet.

First position.

Grand battement. Jeté!

[both whimper]

Pirouette!

Do you want me to teach your dolly
how to dance?

[panting]

[Lucy] What are you two doing?

Ooh! Is that an egg?

[chatter]

I love eggs!

[both squeal]

I love them scrambled.

[both exclaim]

I love them hard-boiled.

- [exclaims]
- [gasps]

I love them poached.

But mostly, I love them sunny-side up.

[panting]

What's wrong with sunny-side up?

What are you doing?

I'm looking for my new toy,
and I won't stop until I find it.

Isn't it snack time?

You're right,
I can't work on an empty stomach.

[kisses]

[humming lullaby]

[loud bass music playing]

[chattering]

[music stops]

Shh!

[music resumes]

[screams]

[exclaims]

[music stops]

[grunts]

[sighs]

[rattling]

[both gasp]

- [Woodstock squeals]
- Ooh!

[squeaking]

[squeaks]

[squeaks]

Aah.

[Rerun] My new toy!

I hid it in a place
where no one could find it.

Turns out I couldn't find it either.

[laughing]

[gasps]

[cries]

You know, they have more of these
at the ice-cream shop.

[chuckles]

[machine rumbles]

[both gasp]

[licks]

[toys squeaking]

No. They definitely don't deal with this
in the big leagues.

[twittering]

[Marcie] "Keep on Tricyclin'."

Mom rides her bike everywhere.

She's exhilarated
by the freedom of the open road.

Someday, I hope to have a bike of my own.

Maybe that someday is today.

[Linus] Mom said
you could have my old tricycle.

Need any tips on how to ride it?

Pedals.

Wheels.

It seems pretty straightforward.

Remember, only ride where it's safe.

Sidewalks and the park
between here and Snoopy's doghouse.

- Okay?
- Got it.

My very own bike!

Freedom, here I come!

[tricycle bell rings]

They grow up so quickly.

To Snoopy's house and back.

Nothing can stop me!

[exclaims]

Who would put a park bench right there?

How inconsiderate.

Actually,
city bylaw under article 12B states

that a resting spot
is to be placed every 50 meters,

to ensure that...

- Rerun, remember to stay on the...
- The sidewalks and in the park.

Don't worry.

I know what I'm doing.

And I'm doing it with style.

[crashes]

[Rerun] Sorry, Snoopy.

I haven't quite mastered
the old left turn yet.

[grumbles]

[strains]

Thanks for the push, Snoopy,
but I can do this on my own.

[Rerun grunts]

On second thought,
maybe I could use a little help.

[sighs]

[chatters]

[grunts]

Well, that looks easy enough.

[tricycle bell rings]

[tricycle bell rings]

Hey, that was pretty good.

[strains]

Maybe I need to start a little simpler.

Hmm.

[Snoopy chatters]

[cheers, laughing]

Got it. To the birdbath and back.

I can do this.

Yay!

[crashes]

[grumbling]

[angry chattering]

I think the problem is the tricycle.

It's unrideable.

[whistles]

Maybe the problem is me.

Aw.

I don't know.

Tricycling is hard.

- [groaning]
- [raspberry]

[gasps]

[tricycle bell rings]

[gasps]

You can do this.

A left turn is just a right turn,
but the other way.

[bell ringing]

[cheering, whistling]

I did it! I did it!

- [gasps] Yay! Hooray! Yay!
- [all cheer]

Thank you, Snoopy.

I feel like the best tricyclist
in the world!

[bell ringing]

[sniffles] Aw.

Look out, world!

Rerun's on a roll!

Left turn, right turn.

I can feel the wind in my helmet.

- It's exhilarating!
- [tricycle clattering]

- Whoa! Whoa! Left turn!
- Hey!

Snoopy taught me everything I know.

[bell rings]

Snoopy!

One, two, three, 100, 103.

Round and round we go!

Ah! I was just about to set the record!

Whee!

- [bell rings]
- [grunts]

Snoopy taught me everything I know.

[bell rings]

Why am I not surprised?

Whee!

[snoring]

[all] Snoopy!

Have you been teaching Rerun
to ride a tricycle?

Shouldn't you be keeping an eye on him
and making sure he's safe?

You've created a monster!

[chatters]

- [Rerun] Snoopy! Over here!
- [shouts]

[Rerun] Look at me!

Huh?

I'm gonna ride my bike down this hill.

[tricycle bell rings]

[exclaims]

Uh-oh.

[screaming]

[screaming continues]

[grumbles, angry chattering]

Maybe you're right.

Maybe I'm not ready
for something like this.

[yelps, screaming]

[screams, grunts]

[crashes]

[Snoopy whines]

You know, it's not so bad
riding with my mom.

I get to enjoy the view.

- Thanks for your help, Snoopy!
- [yelps]

[sighs, shouts]

Ow!

[jazz playing]