♪ 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 ) BUSTER: Whoo-hoo!

Look at me!

I'm a kangaroo!

Come on, Buster, it's my turn now.

You had it for 48 bounces.

I've only had 22... 23...

But you've had it for longer.

So?

I can't help it if I hop slower.

Sometimes I wonder whether all best friends fight.

Like, did Orville and Wilbur Wright ever argue with each other?

Give me a push, Orville.

You got to fly it last time.

That wasn't a real turn.

Aah, forget it.

If you won't take turns, then everyone can just ride the train for the next century.

MAN: I'm just saying, why is it Frankenstein's monster?

I do just as much work as you.

I did not spend 150,000 marks and four years in medical school to share credit with a lab assistant!

VOICE ( in refrigerator ): It should be "jelly and peanut butter"-- alphabetical order.

Aah, keep a lid on it.

Without me, you'd be getting moldy with that jar of borscht on the bottom shelf.

But Buster and I always find a way to work things out.

Hey!

( trumpets like elephant ) ( laughs ) Snow day, everyone!

No school!

Arthur, it's Saturday.

Oh, yeah.

Still, look at the snow.

I've got to call Buster.

We can build snowmen and sled on the golf course and have a huge... And help Dad shovel out.

But, Mom...!

Thanks for the help, Arthur.

I'm going to go call Buster now.

Arthur, you wouldn't want to do my walk, too, would you?

Alberto has the flu.

Um, I kind of have plans...

I'll pay you five dollars.

( gasps ) BUSTER: Five dollars for one driveway?!

You should go into business.

Yeah, but then I'd have to spend the whole day shoveling snow.

Let's say you did eight jobs a day.

You could make... $4,000!

Arthur, you could buy a spaceship.

It's only $40 a day.

I can't buy a spaceship.

What about a used one?

I can't buy any spaceship.

( slurps ) But I could buy a skateboard, or a catcher's mitt, or even a new sled.

Look, I can't sit here and talk all day.

I have work to do.

( slurping ) ( doorbell rings ) ( cash register dings ) Morning, Mrs. Tibble.

Do you need your money shoveled?

I...

I mean, your driveway?

( dog barking ) ( doorbell buzzes ) FRANCINE: Hey, Arthur.

Huh?

We're going sledding.

Want to come?

Thanks, but I still have some work to do.

Work?

But it's Saturday!

( gasps ) Is this a homework assignment?

I'm just doing it for some extra money.

Suit yourself.

Remember us when you're rich.

Buster?

What are you doing here?

Well, after hearing you talk about your rocket ship, I figured, why can't I be rich, too?

But I was going to do this house.

It's pretty big.

Let's do it together.

Hey, we could be partners.

Okay.

Shovel your walk, ma'am?

( panting ) ( grunting ) ( both laughing ) WOMAN: It's beautiful.

And you even sprinkled sand on the steps.

How does $15 sound?

Thank you.

That's great, ma'am.

( dog barking ) Wow, talk about easy money.

One for me, one for you.

One for me...

It's $7.50 each.

Okay, here's seven for you and seven for me.

I'll take the extra dollar since I was here first.

Buster, I did all the work!

You spent half the time dusting the steps.

But she loved the steps.

Plus I did all the wet, icy snow while you were doing the light, fluffy stuff.

Well, you took a huge cocoa break.

That was for customer relations.

And every time I looked up, you were leaning on your shovel, catching your breath.

Know what?

Keep your dollar.

This partnership's over.

Oh, yeah?

Well, so is... this one!

I quit!

( Dad yawns ) More snow.

I'd better go shovel out.

I'll wake up Arthur.

Ah, let him rest.

After all that hard work yesterday, he'll probably sleep till noon.

Arthur?

( doorbell rings ) Oh, Arthur, I've already promised the job to that nice boy on all the posters.

Posters?

ARTHUR: "Buster's Magic Snow Shoveling"?

"Watch the snow just disappear-- no icy patches like certain other shoveling businesses"?

Oh, no!

( printer humming ) ARTHUR: "Everclean Snow Shoveling: Elwood City's first and best snow removal business."

That should do the trick.

( cash register dings ) Ten dollars?!

BUSTER: Hey, you're covering my flyer.

I am not.

You are, too.

See?

Your corner's touching my corner.

You can't do that!

I just did.

That's a poster for a lost kitten.

Oh, forget it.

You can have this stupid telephone pole!

Okay, Arthur, I've decided to help you.

Help me?

D.W., you can hardly lift a shovel.

Yeah, but I can find more jobs for you.

For a fee, of course.

Hmm.

BUSTER: Getting your little sister to find you work?

No fair.

Who's going to say no to a four- year-old girl?

No one.

( growls ) BUSTER ( over loudspeaker ): ♪ Magic Snow, Magic Snow... ♪ Huh?

BUSTER: ♪ If you're all snowed in ♪ ♪ If you're all snowed in, it's the way to go ♪ ♪ Magic Snow, Magic Snow... ♪ ( growling ) ARTHUR ( over recorder ): ♪ Who cleans your driveway?

♪ ♪ Arthur!

Arthur!

♪ Arthur!

Arthur!

Buster's lowered his prices.

He's only charging four dollars a walk.

What?!

That's a dollar less than what I'm charging.

Okay, we'll beat him at his own game.

$3.50, and we'll de-ice the car for free.

ARTHUR: Ha!

I'm working for peanuts.

Buster would have to be crazy to compete with me now.

Aw!

( sleet rattling ) ( grunting ) All for a mere three dollars.

Only two dollars and fifty cents.

( panting ): At two dollars, I'm the best deal in town.

And I...

I'll even throw in this hat.

( doorbell rings ) GRANDMA THORA: Arthur!

What a nice surprise.

Hi, Grandma, do you need your walk shoveled again?

Oh, sweetheart, your friend Buster has already started.

( panting ): Back... patio's... finished.

Let's see about those... gutters.

But I'm your grandson!

You have to give me the job.

Sorry, but I've already hired Buster.

Besides, he only charges a dollar.

Well... then...

I'll do it for free.

But, dear, you'll never make any money that way.

Arthur, you missed it.

We had the greatest snowball fight with some fourth-graders.

And we built a French château out of this big snowdrift on my front lawn.

Gee, sounds like fun.

Not as fun as it was tearing it down.

( laughs ) Take that!

( Muffy laughing ) ( kids laughing ) Long day, huh?

After posters, sound equipment, a push broom and a new shovel, I made ten dollars.

D.W.: Ahem.

Make that nine.

ANNOUNCER: Now the weather.

After a weekend of snow, look for blue skies tomorrow.

Hear that?

Sounds like school tomorrow.

Really?!

I mean... oh, that's too bad.

I'm getting a hot chocolate.

You want one?

Thanks, Dad.

( sighs ) School tomorrow.

What a relief.

D.W.: Arthur!

Arthur!

No school, Arthur!

No school!

Early bird catches the worm.

How's business?

Okay, but I'm probably going to have to cut the advertising budget.

Hey, are you getting those weird puffy blisters on your toes?

Toes, heels, thumbs, you name it.

Huh.

Well, I'd better go.

I promised to do the temple parking lot for 75 cents.

I'm doing the community center playground for 50.

MUFFY: Number 12.

This house here, Bailey.

Okay, 22 is next.

Move it out!

( Francine laughing ) Buster, how would you feel about skipping the temple parking lot?

Are you trying to steal my job?

No.

Let's give Muffy both our jobs.

It's a snow day, and, well... you don't get that many chances to go sledding with your best friend.

Aw, I heard the hill on the 14th hole is super fast.

Maybe if we put our profits together, we can buy a new sled.

BUSTER: Hey, Binky, Francine.

ARTHUR: Wait for us.

KIDS: And now... Hi, my name's Eliza, and this is my fourth-grade class.

Today, we're making cupcakes and we're going to be selling them.

We're learning how to run a business.

16 people were able to make the cupcakes on the night before the day we were going to sell them.

( timer beeps ) ( giggles ) ELIZA: And then at school, we frosted and decorated them.

GIRL: We're decorating them in ways that they don't just look like regular, boring cupcakes.

ELIZA: Each cupcake has a different price because each ingredient costs a different amount of money.

The X was 50 cents.

The fish cupcake was 60 cents.

The frog was 60 cents.

The price of the hamburger cupcake is 75 cents.

The tie-dye cupcake costs 75 cents also.

Oh, yeah-- and we're learning how to do commercials.

ALL: ♪ Cupcakes, cupcakes are fit for a king.

♪ Everyone loves cupcakes.

See?

( laughter ) ELIZA: We're going to be selling the cupcakes to the third grade and a bunch of other grades.

These are good.

Very good bargain.

ELIZA: All of our profits go to the Providence Animal Rescue League, where they'll help animals.

It's not really important whether we make a lot of money; it's just important that we have fun and we learn how to manage a business and we work together.

And now...

KIDS ( on TV ): ♪ Mary Moo Cow, Mary Moo Cow ♪ ♪ We love you, Mary Moo... ♪ ( loud thudding ) D.W., why am I so large today?

Today we're seeing things from my point of view.

You always look huge to me.

I do?

D.W.: Arthur, you're in third grade!

You're a giant!

Your gloves are as big as my shoes!

ARTHUR: It's weird to think that people see you differently from how you see yourself.

Arthur, you've got peanut butter all over you.

Cut it out!

Sorry, Arthur, I can't help thinking of you as my little baby.

I'm not a baby.

I'm a... a waiter?

( Pal whining ) Our special today is kibble drenched in steak gravy with a side of liver snaps.

( barking ) And how would you like that done?

( barks ) Pal is demanding, but he is a good tipper.

( barks ) Hey!

When the sand drains from the hourglass, the conveyor will carry you onto this catapult, where rats will gnaw the rope on this pulley releasing the weight and sending you into this vat of piping hot scrambled eggs!

( clucking, la ughing evilly ) You'll never get away with this, Dr. Fowl!

( on TV ): It's pure chicken-ery!

Why doesn't he just throw Bionic Bunny into the scrambled eggs?

Hey, whose side are you on?

But it's so unrealistic!

Watch now-- Dr. Fowl will reveal his master plan for no reason.

And while you're melting like a wedge of cheddar, I'll be robbing banks dressed as you!

The age-old mask device?

We've seen it a million times!

I can tell you exactly what's going to happen next.

Cut it out!

You ruin the whole show.

It really bugs me.

And the outermost planet is... Francine?

Pluto.

Good!

Because Pluto is so far from the sun...

BRAIN: Mr. Ratburn-- Pluto's orbit intersects Neptune's, so technically, it's not always outermost.

Right-- thank you, Alan.

But I'd appreciate it if you'd raise your hand before...

Yes, Alan?

Isn't there some controversy as to whether Pluto is really a planet at all?

Yes, I suppose.

So why are we learning the names of the planets... Hand, Alan, hand.

Sorry-- no more questions until after class.

FRANCINE: You sneak around and divert them.

Then I'll race in and grab the flag.

Good idea.

Wait.

Haven't you learned anything from the Battle of Agincourt?

You don't like my plan?

A more effective option is to orchestrate a weave pattern.

Here, let me show you on my DX3 personal organizer.

OTHER TEAM: Yay!

We did it!

Whoo-hoo!

Hooray!

( moans ) We would have won if they had listened to me.

Here, I saved the plan on my DX3... Aah!

My personal organizer!

I left it on the field!

We could've won if it weren't for Brain.

He's such a know-it-all.

Sometimes he can be a real pest.

Come on, Francine, it's not a big deal.

But it happens every time.

Mom, am I annoying?

Of course not, sweetie.

Where does that question come from?

It was just something someone said.

You know, you shouldn't end a sentence with a preposition.

"From where does that question come?"

is more correct.

Okay, Alan, it's time to go to sleep.

( Brain yawns ) BRAIN: I must have stayed up too late working on those extra-credit problems.

( footsteps padding ) ( screams ) ( knock at door ) Mom, don't be alarmed when you see me.

You look fine.

Now, hurry along.

Mom, I'm a bug!

Of course, Alan.

You're a common household pest.

Now, put on the sweater from Grandma-- it's school picture day.

Sorry I'm late, Mr. Rat... Just take a seat and stop bugging us.

Since we've all done our reading, a pop quiz shouldn't be too difficult.

( groans ) RATBURN: Time's up.

Congratulations, Alan.

You've succeeded in producing a puddle of brown slime.

I'm sorry, Alan, you can't come in here.

The Board of Health says so.

But I'm hungry.

Take it up with the board.

In the meantime, there's plenty of rotten fruit in the garbage.

All right, everyone, smile!

( screams ) We're going to have to take that one again.

Here, let me try.

BRAIN: You probably have a slow leak.

I'd suggest a makeshift sealant... Will you quit bugging us?

You're a pest, Brain, a real pest!

And you know what we do with pests?

We squash them!

ALL: Let's get him!

( Brain screaming ) ( screaming ) BINKY: The subterranean cave?

Not that age-old device!

Have you learned nothing from the Battle of Agincourt?

What... what are you going to do to me?

When Buster pulls this lever, this belt thingy will carry you onto this throwing thingy, which will toss you onto this wall, where you will be swatted by this giant flyswatter!

But... but that makes no sense.

It would be much simpler just to swat me.

Maybe, but it would be a lot less fun.

( laughs evilly ) Okay, Buster, let her rip!

( machine whirs ) ( laughing maniacally ) No!

( gasps ) Yeesh... What a disturbing dream.

So, what does it all mean?

Om...

I've got it!

It means you will come into sudden wealth.

Sudden wealth?

There was nothing in my dream about wealth.

No, wait-- you will meet a stranger who will change your life.

What does that have to do with bugs?

Uh, you will receive a promotion at work?

I don't have a job.

You don't know what you're talking about.

I suppose that's possible.

I think I dreamed I was a bug because I am a bug-- in a symbolic sense.

When I correct people, they find it bothersome.

Okay, smarty-pants, have it your way!

A perfect illustration of my theory.

I see only one solution: a vow of total silence.

Total silence?!

Ha!

You won't last a minute.

I assure you, Prunella, I have ample willpower to... oops.

If anyone can answer the following question, I'll let you all go to recess early today.

( children exclaiming ) What famous North American landmark is constantly moving backwards?

BRAIN: Hmm... moving backwards.

I've got it-- it's Niagara Falls!

The force of the water erodes the lip of the falls, making it recede.

Wait!

I can't-- my vow.

RATBURN: Anybody?

Must... be... strong!

Say "Niagara Falls"!

"Niagara Falls"!

"Niagara Falls"!

Uh, is it the Statue of Liberty?

RATBURN: No, Buster, it's a natural landmark.

Anybody else?

Oh, sure, they want me to answer now.

But later on, they'll just call me a pest.

RATBURN: Time's up.

The answer is Niagara Falls, whose rim is eroded by thousands of gallons of water passing over it each second.

75,000 gallons per second, to be precise.

Hmm, I could go for the red spiral, or maybe the steely in the back there.

What do you think?

( coughs ) Did you hear me?

( coughs ) Are you okay?

Do you need some water?

( sighs ) What's wrong with him?

FRANCINE: I have the perfect plan.

Arthur, you climb up that tree over there.

Brain will run up the right flank...

BRAIN: They'll get our flag!

I've got to do something!

No, don't say a word; they don't want you telling them how to do things.

But I have to say something.

But I can't.

But I must.

But I... Francine, go help Buster.

Arthur, make a diversionary move.

( gasps ) ( gasps ) Francine!

Here.

Sorry.

Sorry?

Why?

You got us the flag.

Yeah, that was great!

But I told you guys what to do.

Doesn't that annoy you?

Yeah, but not when it wins us the game.

Is that why you've been so quiet, because you think you annoy us?

Well, I overheard Francine calling me a pest the other day.

I was just mad that we lost, Brain-- I'm sorry.

Besides, everyone bugs people sometimes: Muffy's a show-off, Binky can be a bully, and Buster eats my desserts when I'm not looking.

And what about Francine?

She can be real bigmouth.

Who are you calling a bigmouth?!

I guess you're right.

( very loudly ): I am not a bigmouth!

( yawns ) Huh?

( yells loudly ) I thought you might like to see how I draw... (screaming) We start with this large "U" shape, and we'll do sort of a wavy line for the top of her hair, two circles for her eyes, and we'll add the dots.

And two little lines for her nostrils.

And a nice big curve for a smile.

And now we'll add her hair.

And her ears.

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♪ 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!