♪ 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 ) ( laughs ) VOICE: Hey!

How's it goin'?

Welcome to Buster's Cabinet of Culinary Curiosities!

I'm Ray!

I'm Tapioca, but you can just call me "Puddin'."

Buster saved a pudding?!

Why'd he do that?

You're so bland!

Uh, I think he liked the way I wiggled.

Boy, seems like anybody can get into the collection nowadays.

Don't listen to her.

She thinks she's so big because she was from the buffet at La Bruncherie.

Now she's just bitter fruit.

It was Baxter Day when Buster picked me!

You're just here because you look like Argentina!

I've had it with you!

Always going on about your potassium.

Put up your peels!

Um, I hate to interrupt, but does anyone know how long I'll be here?

Beats me.

I don't know.

I've been on this shelf longer than Ray but not as long as Duncan.

( coughs wheezily ) BANANA: And no one's been in the cabinet as long as the Kernel.

( snores ) But one thing's for sure-- you're safe from the garbage disposal here.

Buster loves us!

( Banana gasps ) But... she doesn't!

( exclaims ) Yuck!

BUSTER: Do we have to throw it all away?

Can't I keep my two-headed carrot?

You know the rules-- when I can smell it, it goes in the trash.

This will be good for our compost bin.

Take this to the community garden and see if Mr. Langley can use it.

Mr. Langley-- that's the weird guy with the big hat who talks to himself, right?

He's not weird.

I've known Mr. Langley since I was a kid.

Besides, he's not the one with a case full of rotting food in his room.

( grunting ) You think you're tougher than me, eh?

( grunting ) You put up a good fight, weed, I'll give you that.

( groans ) Useless mitts!

BUSTER: Mr. Langley?

At ease, soldier.

O-Okay.

My mom thought you might be able to use this.

Nice texture... well aerated... What's this?!

Um, a bottle cap?

You're darn tootin' it's a bottle cap!

Compost is organic matter only.

If it looks man-made, don't stick it in here.

Make a note of it.

Here, give these to your mother.

Thanks!

No need to thank me.

They're your tomatoes, too.

This is a community garden, son, even if the "community" doesn't like to do any weeding.

Dismissed!

Mmm!

You're right!

This is a delicious tomato!

And the best part is, our compost helped grow them!

Hey, that one kind of tasted like my yam collection.

And you wanted me to throw those out in December.

Bet you're glad I held on to them now!

( Pal barks ) Mmm!

This is the best tomato I've ever had!

( Pal barks and growls ) D.W.!

Mmm!

This is the best tomato I've ever had!

Mmm.

The most delectable Ly copersicon esculentum I've ever ingested!

Huh?

It's the best tomato I've ever had.

( whistling tune ) Buster, I've heard about your tomatoes.

Let me represent you.

Represent me?

You think I should sell my tomatoes?

Not the tomatoes, silly, the tomato products-- tomato toothpaste, tomato soap, tomato foaming bath gel.

Everyone knows the real money is in ketchup.

I kind of like just giving them away.

That's so sweet!

Okay, you handle production and distribution.

Leave the marketing to me.

( barks ) ( barking ) Mom, could you make sure I'm up by 7:00 tomorrow?

I want to get more tomatoes to give away.

Maybe you could bring Mr. Langley some of those muffins I made today.

Okay.

You're such a good boy!

Ah, I really am.

Spare some change, sir?

Our stomachs are seized with peristaltic contractions and our mouths are filled with an excess of saliva!

We're hungry!

A penny?!

We can't buy anything with this!

Oh, we're doomed!

Wait!

Look!

Up in the sky!

It's Cat Saver!

No, I mean Piano Tamer... ARTHUR: No, it's... ARTHUR AND BRAIN: Captain Pomodoro!

And his dog, Ragu!

Here you go, boys!

They're made from my own secret compost mixture.

That's why they're so big and juicy!

( both slurping ) BOTH: Thanks... Captain Pomodoro!

Come, Ragu!

We mustn't tarry!

As long as there is hunger and bland salads in this world, I shall not rest!

( barks ) BOTH: Bye, Captain Pomodoro.

BUSTER: On Plum, on Cherry, on Beefsteak, on Vine-Ripened and Heirloom and Jersey!

( alarm clock ringing ) ( alarm stops ) Hello!

Mr. Langley?

Anybody here?

LANGLEY: Hold it right there, sticky fingers!

There's a limit on the tomatoes.

Just how many did you take?

Um, a-all of them?

This is a community garden, son!

That means it's for the community, not just you.

I didn't know!

I'll put them back!

You can't put them back!

Once it's been plucked, you've got to eat it.

What were you planning to do with all these?

Open a restaurant?

I was just going to give them away.

Here!

You can have them!

And these are for you, too.

Got to run!

Bye!

( spits ) These are tasteless!

( sighs ) Once you've had the real thing, it's hard to go back.

Why not get more from that community garden?

I can't.

I took too many and the guy who runs it got angry at me.

You could try growing your own.

We grew some herbs in our window boxes.

I bet I'd be a great gardener!

I've already grown mold in my food cabinet.

I think it's a little more difficult than that.

How hard can it be?

The sun and the rain do all the work!

Hey, are you through with that sandwich?

Yeah.

Why?

It's for my compost!

I think I'll call you Tom.

( gasps ) Shoo!

Shoo!

It's been five days and there isn't even a sign of a tomato!

What did I do wrong?

I don't know, honey, but I think Tom may be... gone.

Do you want to keep him in your cabinet for a few days?

( sighs ): No.

Mr. Langley?

Here-- more compost.

I already checked for bottle caps.

Why are you throwing out this tomato plant?

Because it's dead-- I killed it.

Well, the hornworms have gotten to it-- that's what made these holes in the leaves-- and it's been overwatered, but there may still be some life left in her.

Him.

I, uh...

I named it Tom.

Tom, huh?

Follow me.

That's Douglas, George, Dwight and Mamie.

I could put Tom right there if you want.

Okay!

Shall I put him in now?

Hold your horses, Bucko!

That hole's not nearly deep enough.

Just resting my mitts on account of the arthritis.

Oh.

Well, let me dig.

Much obliged.

My name's Buster, by the way, not Bucko.

I'm Fritz.

Buster!

Over here!

Look!

I've already designed our first product-- "Buster's All-Natural Tomato Suntan Lotion.

For that fresh feel!"

And I already managed to sell a bottle!

That's great, but I won't have more tomatoes for several weeks.

But I've already placed orders!

Daddy wants three bottles by Monday!

Sorry, Muffy.

Tomatoes take a while to grow.

But you could have some bok choy-- it's a kind of Chinese cabbage.

Hmm... sounds exotic.

We could do a line of skin toners and anti-aging creams.

Hey, Arthur, have some bok choy.

( clears throat ) That'll be $15.

I'm not paying $15 for this!

You didn't expect Buster to give it to you for free, did you?

Well... yeah.

Actually, there's something I'd like in return.

LANGLEY: Come on, people, put your backs into it!

I want this garden shipshape by 1600!

Those are weeds, not puppet strings, professor.

Give it some muscle!

( grunting ) Attaboy!

BUSTER: Fritz?

How's it going?

They're a ragtag bunch of greenhorns who've never stuck their pinkies in a pot of soil, but by golly, I'm going to make them gardeners.

I think this is ready.

Mmm!

That's the best tomato sauce I've ever had!

Well done, Buster!

I can't take all the credit.

After all, they were the garden's herbs and Mom prepared it, but I did stir the pot.

Baxter Company-- fall out!

Lunch!

( gasps ): Tomato sauce!

Why didn't I think of that?

We'll make millions!

It'll be called "Buster's Own."

We'll charge double because it's organic... BUSTER: Here, have some garlic bread.

( gasps ) ( Muffy chewing ) KIDS: And now... We're going to go pick up our tomatoes that we planted last year.

GIRL: I found one!

This is a potato.

Potatoes!

( laughing ) This is the Food Project.

Food Project is a place where kids plant their vegetables and they get it and go to the kitchen and they cook it and they make something out of it to eat.

It's a farm in the city.

What do you remember about potatoes?

Where do they grow?

Under the ground.

GIRL: In the third grade, we came here from the Emerson School and we planted.

Now we're back here from the fourth grade to pick our potatoes and next week, we're going to go to the kitchen and cook them to eat.

TEACHER: They get to touch their food.

They know where it comes from.

They know the effort it takes to grow it.

This is so cool!

TEACHER: Next week, we're going to go and cook these potatoes.

What are we going to make?

Roasted red potatoes and applesauce.

CHILD: Potato pancakes.

CHILD 2: Mashed potatoes.

KIDS: We are a-peeling the potatoes.

WOMAN: Here comes the fun part-- we get to put our hands in it and mix it all up together.

You guys mixed it really well.

This is good.

TEACHER: By coming to the kitchen, they really get an appreciation of an art to loving to create their own food and enjoying it.

This is how you make applesauce.

KIDS: Wow!

We need to always go... and see what we think it needs.

And no double-dipping.

GIRL: I think it's perfect.

No, I think we need some cinnamon.

No.

TEACHER: Food is not just out of the box; it's coming straight from you.

And now...

Okay, everybody, it's Friday, and that means it's time for the... CLASS: Good Behavior Award!

One of you was especially well behaved this week, and for that you get... ( kids blowing raspberries ) Timmy... Tommy... behave.

BOTH: He did it!

BOTH: Tibbles.

MS. MORGAN: The winner gets their picture on the bulletin board and... CLASS: A cupcake!

Hey, Tommy, look.

I know-- chocolate cupcake.

No, something better.

And this week's winner is... D.W. Read.

( gasps ) ( applause ) TIBBLES: Fire!

( laughing ) BOTH: He did it!

( angrily ): Tibbles...!

( shouts ) ( both laughing ) It's okay, D.W. You'll get another one.

MS. MORGAN: What you did really upset D.W. You both get a time-out so you can think about your actions.

I obviously can't let you sit in the quiet area together, so who volunteers for the first shift?

Let's both raise our hands.

Maybe we'll get a cupcake.

Okay, Tommy, your quiet time is over.

Timmy, it's your turn.

Ms. Morgan, look out behind you!

Timmy, just for that, you get an extra two minutes in the...

Wait a minute, Timmy, Tommy had his quiet time.

It's your turn now.

But no, he... No buts.

Come on.

Good one, we fooled her.

TIMMY: We always switch scarves when we get time-outs.

That's what makes it fun.

Then why don't we make you the one who always gets the time-outs?

Because you're better at it than me.

I am?

Oh, sure!

Wow!

Thanks.

Don't mention it.

Good night.

Wait a minute... ( struggling an d grunting ) ( struggling and grunting ) BOTH: He did it!

Uh-oh... TIMMY: Wow, Tommy, you were even better at getting that time-out from Grandma than at school.

EMILY: Here, D.W. TIMMY: Okay, time to wreck the castle!

D.W.: Stop right there, young man.

This is my replacement cupcake!

I just want to ask you something.

Frisk him, Emily.

He's clean.

What is it?

Can you teach me to be good?

It's a trick, Emily-- run!

No, I mean it!

I don't want to be punished anymore.

( gasps ) ( laughing ) You can't be good.

You're a Tibble.

Can you believe Tommy thinks he could ever learn to be good?

EMILY: Yeah.

Who's next, Timmy?

( giggles ) Hmm... Well, hello, ladies.

And how are you doing this fine day?

Shall we escort you to school?

Why, girls, you look cold.

Timmy?

You're right, no one could pull that off.

I can't believe he even asked you.

( laughing ) It's not that funny.

I mean, if anyone could teach him, it would be me.

I did win the Good Behavior Award.

So have half the kids in preschool.

What would you give me if I could do it?

If you can get a Tibble to win the Good Behavior Award, I'll do all your snack-time cleanups for a month.

So I'm going to get a cupcake?!

If you get the Good Behavior Award, which means if you're good at school, which means if you pay attention to my lessons.

Chocolate cupcake?

I hate vanilla.

These are gummi slugs.

Every time you do something good, you get one.

Understand?

Aah!

( sighs ) You have to do something good first.

Lesson number one: What do you do when you see someone holding a toy that you want?

Aah!

No, Tommy.

You say something.

Gimme!

( toy crunches ) Aah!

No, you say, "What a nice toy you have.

May I play with it?"

That's what I said-- "Gimme."

No!

Come on, now.

"What a nice toy."

( slowly ): Wh-what... a c... ( stammering ) BOTH: What a nice toy.

May I play with it?

Very good!

Again.

What a, uh, uh, toy.

May I it play?

Close enough.

I did it!

Aah!

( sighs ) Okay, you're walking with someone and you come across a puddle.

There is only room enough for one person to walk past it.

What do you do?

Wait, wait, wait!

Maybe I should stop asking what you'd do and just tell you.

Wake up, Tommy, it's morning!

( gasps ) Ha-ha-ha, Tommy, gotcha!

( gasps ) Where's Tommy?

Okay, pretend I'm Ms. Morgan.

You're coming to class and you have an apple.

What do you do with it?

( phone rings ) Hold that thought.

I mean, don't hold it.

TIMMY ( on phone ): Hey, D.W., is Tommy there?

D.W. ( on phone ): Tommy's busy right now.

I cleaned up the mess.

Can I go to D.W.'s?

He's hogging candy!

( growls ) ( Tibbles yelling and struggling ) It's not your fault.

Once a Tibble, always a Tibble.

It's not that simple, Emily.

Tommy has four years of bad behavior to unlearn.

A tree house isn't built in a day.

How many days is it built in?

I guess you're right.

But if you could have seen the way his eyes lit up when he finally realized flowers weren't for eating.

So, what's the next lesson?

Tommy, remember what we learned about flowers yesterday?

Oh, yeah.

Yuck!

That's it!

These lessons are over!

Emily's right-- once a Tibble, always a Tibble.

I'm going to go wash this off.

Wait!

D.W., you promised!

Hey!

EMILY: Leave her alone, Tommy.

I'm...

I'm... sorry.

( kids gasp ) ( whispers ): Tommy said he was sorry!

( kids all whispering ) What's going on over here?

Nothing, Ms. Morgan.

Everything's just fine.

Aah!

( clears throat ) D.W.: His final test-- Parent Visiting Day.

If he can just get one parent to say, "What a well-behaved boy."

EMILY: He still has to win that Good Behavior Award.

TOMMY: Here you go, Ms. Morgan.

It's a lot bigger than an apple.

Oops... Oh, dear.

Let me clean that up.

Would you like some more punch?

What a beautiful dress you're wearing, Mrs. Hulser.

It's Mrs. Terrasini.

She'll see right through him.

You're one of those Toggle twins.

My granddaughter's told me about you.

Oh, you must be Sarah's grandma.

I've heard so much about you, too.

Can I say you're even more charming in person?

( sniffs ) Hmm.

( woman screams ) Someone smeared paint on the blackboard!

( all gasp ) GIRL: I saw who did it!

It was a Tibble!

( gasps ) I thought so.

MS. MORGAN: What do you have to say about this, Tommy?

But I...

I...

I'm sorry, Ms. Morgan.

Would you like me to clean it off?

TIMMY: You're not supposed to say that!

( growls ) I will not engage in roughhousing.

What a well- behaved boy!

Time for the Good Behavior of the Week Award.

And the winner is Tommy Tibble.

( applause ) Vanilla?

I hate vanilla!

Where's the chocolate one?

I'm sorry, Tommy.

I made a vanilla one today.

I want chocolate!

I'm supposed to get chocolate!

He's back!

EMILY: It's not like it was for nothing.

I'm sure he at least learned something.

Hello, D.W. What a nice sand castle you've made.

May we please destroy it?

After you, Timmy.

Thank you, Tommy.

You are most kind.

( Tibbles laughing ) ( girls sigh ) BOTH: Tibbles!

Hi, everyone, it's me, Buster.

If you like all the traditions we have in Elwood City, you'll love what I've seen on my travels with my dad.

There are all sorts of cool things other kids are doing with their families and friends to celebrate their way of life.

I've filmed amazing things with my video camera and I'm sending it all back to my friends on my very own video postcards.

They're Postcards from Buster.

♪ And everybody that you meet ♪ ♪ Has an original point of view ♪ ♪ 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!