13x06 - When Carl Met George/D.W. Swims with the Fishes

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

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

(laughing)

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Believe in yourself ♪

♪ For that's the place
to start ♪

♪ Place to start ♪

♪ And I say, hey ♪

Hey!

Hey!

♪ What a wonderful kind of day ♪

♪ If we can 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 (over TV):
Hey, D.W.!

Hey!

Whoa!

(loud thud)

(letters shattering)

Hey, Carl, what do you think?

That's a male lion.

You can tell
because he has a mane.

Lions used to live
all over the world,

but now they're only found
in Africa and India.

Huh. I never knew that.

But I meant: What do you think
of my drawing?

Do you like it?

It's brown.

I hate brown.

One of the reasons I like Carl
is that he's really honest.

He's also an amazing artist!

See this train?

He drew it completely
from memory.

That's a steam locomotive,
built in

by the Great Western
Railway Company in England.

It has pistons and a driving
wheel and connecting rods...

Um, Carl?

And crank pins and valve gears
and volute springs...

Carl? Hello?

Once you get Carl talking
about trains,

it can be hard to get him
to stop.

And horn blocks and bogie pivots
that depend on capillary action.

In the meantime, I'll tell you
how we met.

Sorry, Wally.

This part of the story
doesn't involve you.

Ah, here it is!

The piece of the puzzle
that started it all.

GEORGE'S DAD:
Now, once you've sanded both
sides of the dovetail joint,

you're going to apply
a little...

George, would you see if you can
find some more glue

in one of the other
classrooms?

GEORGE:
Cool space ship.

It's not a space ship.

It's the Golden b*llet X ,
the fastest train in the world.

It can go kilometers
per hour.

Really?

I never knew a train
could go that fast.

It floats on
a super-powerful magnet.

There's another really fast one
in France called the GB- ,

but that one runs on wheels.

I have a picture of it.

However, this picture is not
entirely accurate

because I made
the windows too big.

You drew that?

Wow!

I'm George, by the way.

My name is Carl.

I come here every Tuesday
and Thursday with my Mom.

She's getting me apple juice.

In a box, not a bottle.

I like drawing, too.

Hey, maybe we could
hang out sometime.

Hang out of what?

No, I just meant...

Wait.

You're pulling my leg!

No, I'm not.

I'm doing a puzzle.

(laughs)

That's pretty funny!

(laughs)

Oh, sorry.

Well, maybe I'll see you later.

I have to bring this to my dad.

Nice meeting you.

Bye!

Now surrender quietly, Remi,
or I'll...

Oh!

Giving me the stink-eye,
are you?

I'll show you!

(growling)

Wally, quit kidding around.

I need to clean up before bed.

Kind of tastes
like chicken.

(Wally gasps)

No! George!

Not your dirty pants!

Anything but that!

Hey, if that's money,
I should get it.

I did all the work.

It's a piece
of Carl's puzzle.

It must have fallen in my pocket
when I bumped into the table.

Who's Carl?

He's this kid I met today.

It was strange.

I couldn't tell
if he liked me or not.

What's not to like?

You're nice, smart and
you're a ventriloquist!

Thanks, Wally.

I should bring
this back to him.

Take me with you!

I've always wanted to go to
your Dad's woodworking class.

He could make me a friend.

A nice little ostrich.

We could share bowties.

Hey, Carl.

Remember me?

You're George.

I met you Tuesday.

You were getting a bottle
of glue for your dad.

CARL'S MOM:
Is this the boy

you were telling me about?

Nice to meet you, George.

I'm Carl's mom.

Could I have some
apple juice, please?

In a box, not a bottle.

Sure, sweetie.

I'll be right back.

You didn't have a backpack
with you last time.

I like it.

Blue's my favorite color.

Mine, too!

Hey, I'll bet you'll never guess
what's inside.

Hiya, Carl!

I'm Wally,
George's dummy,

although we prefer
the term mannequin.

Want to be friends?

(yelling)

Carl, I'm right here.

(moaning)

There, there, sweetie.

It's all right.

What... what did I do wrong?

It's not your fault, George.

Carl has Asperger's syndrome.

Sometimes he reacts this way
to unfamiliar situations.

I... I didn't know!

(Carl continues moaning)

Is there anything I can do?

Thanks, but not right now.

Carl, it's okay, it's okay.

It's okay, Carl.

Okay... um... sorry.

GEORGE:
All I did was show him Wally
and he got really upset.

His mom said it was
because he had aspuh...

Asperger's syndrome?

Yeah, that was it.

My uncle has Asperger's.

Here's a picture of him.

"Professor Keith Powers wins
Crown City Physics Prize."

Wow! Is he a genius?

Sort of.

But he has a lot of trouble
being around other people.

Why?

His brain just
works differently.

What's normal to us can seem
really strange to him.

He described it like this...

BRAIN:
Imagine you've crash-landed
on an alien planet.

It looks like Earth,

but there are lots
of differences.

(beeping)

BRAIN:
For one, a lot of people seem
to talk really loudly.

Hey!!

How ya doin'?!

Nice to meet you!!

I'm Francine!!

BRAIN:
And even though you speak
the same language,

you sometimes have a hard time
understanding what they mean.

Good night for a banana fight,
right?

Um, yes?

No!

Uh, I don't know.

BRAIN:
And things that seem
hilarious to you...

aren't funny at all to them.

What's he laughing at?!

Is it my nose?

I have no idea.

You're weird!

But it was a joke, right?

(sighs with disappointment)

BRAIN:
You wish the scientists
back on Earth

had given you a guidebook
to this strange planet,

but they forgot to pack one.

So, you have to try to learn
things all on your own.

Maybe there's one thing
in particular

that captures your interest,
and you study just that.

(beeping)

Hopefully, the people on the
planet begin to understand you

a little better.

Hey, George!

Nice...

Oops. Sorry.

(softer):
Nice painting.

Thank you, Arthur.

You look very creamy today.

(laughing)

BRAIN:
And you might even learn
to fit in.

But you'll always feel
a little bit different.

Anyway, that's the way
Uncle Keith explained it to me.

Here's your smoothie.

WALLY:
George, this is a bad idea!

Why?

Because you really
upset Carl last time.

No, I didn't.
You did.

Oh, that's right.

Blame the mannequin.

Well, what's going to happen
this time when he sees me?

He's not going to, Wally.

You're staying home.

What?!

But... but this
is a new bowtie!

I even put on a fresh coat
of furniture polish.

Where is it?

Where's the last piece?

Just relax, Sweetie, I'm sure
it's around here somewhere.

It's gone!

It'll never be complete!

This is terrible!

(rhythmic moaning)

We'll get you
a new puzzle.

I promise!

Oh, dear.

And it's all my fault.

CARL:
Hello, George.

Are you looking
for more glue?

Carl!

No. I came to give you this.

It fell into my pocket
by accident.

I was going to give it to you
the other day, but well...

It's from the front car
of the Golden b*llet X .

I noticed it was missing,

so my mom and I made
another piece like it.

However, this one
will fit better.

Oh, I brought you
something else, too.

If it's a wooden giraffe,
I don't want it.

Don't worry.

It's just a book.

CARL:
Central Pacific Number ...

the Trans Iberian Express...

Carl, can you say thank you?

The Dome Car.

That's okay.

So, there you have it.

That's how Carl and I
became friends.

And a steam funnel...

and a signal whistle...

Hey, Carl, want to get
some juice?

In a box, not a bottle?

Okay.

It was nice to meet you.

I taught him that.

He taught me
to speak quietly, be clear

and not to take it personally
if he ignores me.

Now maybe he'll teach me how
to draw a better lion.

And now...

BESS:
Carl was a kid with Asperger's.

He was very sensitive
to certain things,

and he worried a lot,

and that reminds me
of how I am sometimes.

LINNEA:
If Carl came to Lovelane,

I bet he would meet
some new friends.

BESS:
This is Lovelane Special Needs
Horseback Riding Program.

Today, riding, we have Ben,
Sean, Linnea and Daniel.

And me, Bess.

Walk.

BESS:
We all have some kind
of Asperger's or autism,

which is a different way
of how your brain works.

That's my friend Sean.

That's my friend Ben.

BESS:
There's a certain way
you have to sit

and a certain way you have
to focus on the horse.

Trot!

BESS:
Well, it just kind of gives me

kind of a connection
with the horse.

I'm very personal with horses,
and I think it's helpful for me.

The horse's name is Jake.

LINNEA:
I'm about to ride Spike.

Would you like to do
an airplane arms trot?

Yeah!

LINNEA:
Even though I have autism,

I still go
to my neighborhood school.

We're in Happy Hollow School.

This is second grade,
and my teacher is Ms. Niles.

We're writing stories.

You're going to take
your story that you
started yesterday

and make an illustration
for the first page.

LINNEA:
It just is a little different.

Like sometimes I need earmuffs

because sometimes
it's really loud.

(several kids talking)

They don't play music, though.

It helps me concentrate.

This is a sticker chart.

It helps you, like,
concentrate and focus

and stuff like that.

Linnea is one of my
best friends, actually.

We have a lot of fun
joking around with each other.

You look like a D.J.

BESS:
People who have minds
that work differently

are really, really
interesting people.

They matter just as much
as everyone else.

And now...

ARTHUR:
Even the nicest people
in the world

can lose control sometimes.

Take Brain, for instance.

You don't get much nicer
than him... usually.

(game bells dinging)

Brain, give someone
else a turn.

You've been hogging
Quark Lord all day.

BRAIN:
Just another thousand points.

I'm about to beat
my own high score.

(game dinging and clacking)

Hey, guys, they're
giving free pop...

Whoa!

It's... not... possible!

Oops. Clumsy me.

(growling)

Popcorn?

No? Uh, fruit roll?

(growling)

(Buster screams)

All that fuss
over a little game.

(yelling)

BRAIN:
Six months of allowance
down the drain!

Pretty silly, huh?

D.W.:
Whoo-hoo! Nice going, James!

We win again.

You were way ahead,

but then I saw Timmy behind
me and I speeded up.

Nothing like a Tibble on your
heels to really get you moving.

Okay, that's it
for today's practice.

Now, everyone listen up.

I've got some
exciting news for you.

D.W.:
Mom, guess what!

We're having a swim meet!

The trophy is as big as me,
and I'm going to win it!

Oh, really?

You sound pretty sure
of yourself.

That's because I'm the
fastest in the class.

Except for James.

So I'm going to need
lots of practice

and a new swim suit

and a new cap, and a shelf
for my trophy.

Oh, did I mention it was
as big as me?

Me?!

But why do I have
to take her to the pool?

I'm sorry, sweetheart, but your
father and I are very busy

and D.W. wants to get in
some extra practice.

But Mom...

All you have to do is keep
an eye on her while she swims,

like an extra lifeguard.

How difficult
could it be?

(ducky squawking)

(kids laughing)

(sighs)

Very difficult.

ARTHUR:
D.W., you've been in there
for an hour.

Aren't you changed yet?

D.W.:
I can't decide which
swimsuit is fastest.

Just pick one and get out here.

Okay, but I think the
other one was speedier.

It had stripes.

Hey, look, it's James
and Molly.

(stopwatch ticking)

Why is she timing him?

I don't know.

Maybe she's his coach.

Coach?

James has a coach?

So?

"So"?

I don't have a coach!

It's so unfair!

How can I win unless
I have a coach?

D.W....

Arthur, you have
to be my swim coach.

Me?!

No way!

But that trophy is mine.

(sniffles)

You want me to lose,

probably because you never won
a trophy as big as you.

(sighs)

Oh, all right.

I'll be your coach.

Yay!

Okay, Coach,
what do I do first?

Um... get in the water and swim.

That's it?

Hmph!

You just can't get
decent help these days.

ARTHUR:
Hey.

You got roped
into this too, huh?

Yeah.

My mom made me do it.

Sure hope no one sees me.

Me neither.

D.W.:
Hey, watch where you're going!

You're in my lane!

JAMES:
Am not!

D.W.:
Are too!

ARTHUR:
D.W., cut it out.

It's not worth
fighting over.

Hey, didn't you squirts ever
hear about good sportsmanship?

Get back to your practicing.

They shouldn't make little kids
race against each other.

Yeah, competition's
the pits.

Swimming should
just be for fun.

Hey, did your sister
just elbow my brother?

I don't think it was on purpose.

Maybe he was out
of his lane again.

He wasn't out of his lane.

Well, D.W. didn't elbow him.

Wait, what are we doing?

It's just a silly
little kids' contest.

(chuckles)

You're right. Sorry.

Kids!

ARTHUR:
D.W., this is taking all day.

Does it have to be
a Mary Moo Cow swim cap?

How could you even ask?

You're my coach.

You should be supporting me.

Hey, here we go!

Great.

Now can we leave?

Soon as I find the
matching ear plugs.

MOLLY:
Over here!

Try on this pair.

Those look
awfully big.

That's for extra speed.

You want to win,
don't you?

I found them!
They...

MOLLY:
Let's get you some webbed
gloves, like the pros use.

Little Bro, you're going
to ace this race.

"Competition is the pits," eh?

Webbed gloves?

Is he coming as a duck?

Come on, D.W.

We're getting you a pair
of those fins, too.

Even better ones.

And some webbed gloves.

But I don't want gloves.

You want to win, don't you?

Then we've got some
serious shopping to do.

I just hope my allowance
holds out.

D.W.?

D.W., wake up.

It's time for
swimming practice.

Wh...?

Arthur, it's still dark.

Right, we can get in hours
of extra practice before Mol...

before anyone shows up
at the pool.

Let's get moving!

But I'm not finished
with my dream.

Uni was just about to show me
where my snowball is.

D.W.:
Why do I have to wear
all this stuff?

It's so heavy!

Just put it on and get out here.

We've got a lot
of practicing to do.

Molly?

Arthur?

You're, uh, here early.

Oh, I just came to, uh,
test the water temperature.

How about you?

Me?

Oh, well, I, uh...

I was looking
for my whistle.

You mean the one
around your neck?

Oh, there it is.

(chuckles weakly)

Well, I'll be seeing you.

(muffled):
Hi, Arthur.

Uh, James!

What a surprise.

D.W.:
Okay, I'm ready to...

What was that?

What was what?

D.W.:
Arthur! This door is stuck!

Uh, D.W.!

Did you follow me here?

Well, since we're all here,

might as well get in
some swimming practice.

Good idea.

Practice time.

(exhales)

(watch clicks)

ARTHUR:
Stroke! Stroke!

Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!

Get those arms up!
Move those elbows!

Keep your head down!

But I can't see
where I'm going,

and I'm tired.

D.W., if you want that trophy,

you've got to practice
every minute,

not just when
you're swimming.

BUSTER:
You know, some professional
swimmers put grease

all over their bodies.

Ewww!

Don't even think of it!

Never mind him.

Come on, D.W.,
let's see those arms move.

Stroke! Stroke! Stroke!
Stroke! Stroke!

Arthur's got me
swimming so much,

my fingers are pruney
all the time.

What?

Oh, wait.

Forgot to take my earplugs out
from this morning's practice.

Boy, I'll be glad tomorrow
when this race is over.

Me too.

Well, I'd wish you good luck,
but I'm supposed to want to win.

So, uh, good luck to me.

Yeah, good luck
to me, too.

MS. ALBRIGHT:
All right, children,

we're ready to begin the race.

Line up at your
starting positions.

Remember: head down,

arms up, and point
your toes.

You've got to win this

or I'll never be able
to show my face again.

Now just relax and
have fun with it.

And don't forget
your flutter kicks.

Are your goggles
on straight?

Did you tighten your fins?

Check.

And double-check.

Great.

Now remember, squirt,
you're a McDonald.

And McDonalds don't lose.

Understand?

Well, here goes.

May the best man win.

Or girl.

Not that it matters.

Right, right.

It's just for fun.

MS. ALBRIGHT:
On your mark,

get set... GO!

(bell rings)

Head down, head down.

Flutter kick.

(crowd cheering)

BUSTER:
D.W. and James are pulling ahead
of the others.

D.W.'s moving out in front!

No, wait!
Now James is in the lead.

Faster, D.W.! Faster!

Go! Go!

BUSTER:
James's swim fin got caught
on a lane marker.

MOLLY:
James! Just take the fin off!

BUSTER:
That's going to cost him.

ARTHUR:
D.W., what are you doing?!

Don't help him.

BUSTER:
And the winner is... Emily,

whose last name I don't know.

Whew! That was exhausting.

Why'd you stop?

James needed help.

He was stuck.

But you could have won.

Only because James didn't
tighten his flipper.

Like I told him to.

Sorry.

Here you go,
James and D.W.

You both tied
for second place.

Congratulations!

Here. You keep it.

You're the one who seems
to want it so badly.

Yeah! Come on, D.W.

Let's do a few more laps.

(water splashes)

I feel like I just
won an award

for Jerk of the Year.

No, you didn't win.

We tied.

Hey, did D.W.
just elbow James?

No wa...!

Gotcha.

Come on, let's go see

who can buy their younger
sibling the bigger banana split.

D.W.:
To watch more Arthur
and play games

with all of the Elwood City
friends,

visit pbskidsgo.org.

You can find Arthur books
and lots of other books, too,

at your local library.

♪ What a wonderful kind
of day ♪

♪ Hey! ♪

♪ What a wonderful kind
of day ♪

♪ Hey! ♪