02x16 - Skits and Mr. Scruffles / Brave Truman

[bunniefuu]

MAN:
* Martha was an average dog

*he went... and... and...
(barking, growls)

* When she ate
some alphabet soup *

* Then what happened
was bizarre... *

On the way to Martha's stomach,
the letters lost their way.

They traveled to her brain,
and now...

* She's got a lot to say

* Now she speaks...

How now, brown cow?

* Martha speaks

* Yeah, she speaks
and speaks and speaks *

* And speaks and speaks...

What's a caboose?

When are we eating again?

* Martha speaks...

Hey, Joe, what do you know?

My name's not Joe.

* She's not always right, but
still that Martha speaks... *

Hi, there.

* She's got the voice,
she's ready to shout *

* Martha will tell you
what it's all about *

* Sometimes wrong,
but seldom in doubt *

* Martha will tell you
what it's all about *

* That dog's unique...

Testing, one, two.

* Hear her speak

* Martha speaks and speaks
and speaks and speaks and... *

* Communicates, enumerates,
elucidates, exaggerates *

* Indicates and explicates

* Bloviates and overstates
and... *

(panting)

* Hyperventilates!

* Martha-- to reiterate--
Martha speaks. *

Today's show is
full of feelings.

TD!

Yes, coach?

You have a phobia.

Now show me your
panicked face.

Sure thing.
Aw...

(Martha honks)

Sorry, TD,
that's disappointed.

Truman!

Show TD how
you panic!

(screams)

I'm panicking!

Watch for all the words that
have to do with feelings--

words like "bored" and "lonely,"
"terrified" and "reassured"--

and I'll see you
at the end of the show.

Where is he?

He was here just a second ago.

Ah, there he is.

Stop!

Ha!

It's the end of the road, Hammy.

You're coming with me.

Finally, we come
face to face.

Oh, how I've waited
for this moment.

Oof!

Skits! What is it?

I was sleeping.

(barks)

No, I can't play right now.

I'm occupied.

(whines)

Occupied?

(yawns)

It means I'm busy,
I'm doing something.

(yawns)

In this case I'm occupied
with dreaming

a very important...
(snores)

(Skits barks)

Not now, Skits.

(whimpers)

(Skits barks)

Sorry, I'm busy.

Estoy muy ocupada.

(crowd cheering on TV)

I'm occupied, boy.

Maybe later.

(sighs)

Watch that!

Easy!

(sighs)

I saved one birthday
present till we got here.

Thanks, Dad.

Well? How does it feel
to be seven?

It's just like six only
it's twice as lonesome.

Lonesome?

You know, that feeling you get
when you don't know anybody

or have any friends,
or you don't know...

I know what "lonesome"
means, Milo.

But we just moved here.

You have to give
it some time.

Meanwhile, why don't
you open your present?

Cool! Can we play
with it now?

Sure.

(crash from inside the house)

Uh, just a minute Milo.

(sighs)

(sniffs, whines)

(sighs)

Bored, bored, bored.

That's
the kitchen.

The beds go
in the bedroom.

(crash from inside)

No!

Hey! That's mine!

Drop it.

Oh, thank you.

(murmurs, whines)

Hey! You want to play?

(barks happily)

Go get it!

Whoa!

Hello?

Is this the Lummox Moving
Company?

Good, I'd like to register
a complaint.

My name? My name is Terrence Lee

and I'm moving into
Duchess Lane and...

(dial tone)

Hello?

Hello?!

(crash)

(groans)

(Milo giggles)

Cut it out!

You're a good doggy.

I'm Milo, by the way.

What's your name?

(barks)

I'm not going to call you Woof.

I think I'll call you...
Mr. Scruffles.

(questioning groan)

Okay, Mr. Scruffles.

This one's going twice as high.

Uh-oh.

(barks)

I'm not supposed to leave
the yard, Mr. Scruffles.

Can you get it?

(barks)

HELEN:
Skits!

There you are!

We've been looking
all over for you.

You're supposed to stay
in the neighborhood.

Were you upset because
I didn't play with you?

I was having a ham dream.

You know how much
those mean me.

MOM:
Come on, everyone,

dinner's waiting-- A la mesa!

(whimpers)

MILO'S DAD:
There it is!

Milo? Looking for something?

For Mr. Scruffles.

Mr. Scruffles?

My new friend.

He showed up just when
I started to get really bored.

He can jump as
high as the hedge!

Oh, I see.

And he's named
Mr. Scruffles

just like your old
stuffed bear, right?

Yes, but...

That's some companion.

Did Mr. Scruffles tell you
he'd be your friend

when you feel lonely?

Dad, he can't talk.
He's a dog!

Oh, sure, of course.

Mr. Scruffles the dog.

Milo, eh?

Like Milo the Martian on TV?

(barks)

And was "Milo"
polka-dotted, too?

Did he have little wings?

(barks angrily)

Yes, but...

(barks angrily)

No, no, no, I'm not
saying he's imaginary--

whatever that means--
I'm saying that you made him up.

Martha, that's what
"imaginary" means.

When you make up something
in your head, it's imaginary.

It's the same as pretend.

Oh, okay.

Well, then I did mean
he was imaginary,

but I meant it
in a good way.

I think he's upset because
no one played with him.

We should be twice as
nice to him tomorrow

so he doesn't
feel lonely.

Okay.

So you're saying it's natural
for a kid who's just moved

into a new city to have
an imaginary friend?

Absolutely-- it's a
perfectly healthy phase

many children go through.

We set a dinner place for
my son's imaginary friend.

MILO'S DAD:
So you think it's okay
to play along,

and pretend his friend is real?

Hmm.

Hi! Where are you going, Skits?

(barks)

Milo's house?

Skits, you don't have
to go there today.

Helen and I have a big surprise
for you, don't we, Helen?

We're all going
to Flea Island!

(barks excitedly)

Can you bring Milo?

Uh, yeah, sure.

Milo's already in the car.

(Skits barks)

Okay, okay, Milo's real,
Milo's real.

Come on, Skits,
we're going to have fun.

And besides, it's such
a beautiful day,

maybe Milo will be out
on Flea Island, too.

Well, hello, Mr. Scruffles!

Aren't you a cutie?

Yes, you are! Good boy!

Dad, the neighbors
are watching you.

Oh no, no, no, I was just...

it's for my...

(sighs)

I know you don't believe me,
but Mr. Scruffles is real.

You'll see.

He'll show up.

Hey, I've got an idea.

Why don't we go look
for Mr. Scruffles in town?

Who knows, we might even
meet some kids your age.

Okay.

(Skits barks)

Well I'm sorry you're
so disappointed.

I guess we're just not
as much fun as Milo.

(whimpers)

You were too
disappointed!

(whines)

"Disappointed" means you are sad

because you didn't get
what you wanted.

And what you really wanted was
to play with Mr. Scruffles.

It's okay, I'm not
that disappointed.

It was fun to walk around
even if we didn't see...

(gasps)
Mr. Scruffles!

Dad, that was him!

Where?
There, in that car!

Come on!

(both gasping for breath)

Aw, we lost them.

Excuse me, do you know
this neighborhood well?

Every inch of it!

The name's TD,
by the way.

I'm Milo.

I'm looking for this dog.

We think he was in a big car
that just passed by.

Hmm, that looks a little
like one of Helen's dogs.

Go two blocks and take
a right on Fairfield.

It's number .

Thanks, TD.

Don't mention it.

If you get lost,

just ask for the girl
with the talking dog.

Did you say
"talking dog"?

Yep. Some kids have
all the luck.

I don't even have
a talking bird.

Come on, Milo.

I guess some people
haven't learned

it's not nice
to tease new kids.

(Skits barks)

Skits, there's nothing wrong
with having an imaginary...

(barks angrily)

Okay, okay.

Skits wants to take us to Milo's
house to prove he's real.

Is that okay?

Well, this should be it,

number .

Although I don't trust
anything that boy said.

(doorbell rings)

Excuse me?

Does a girl named
Helen live here?

Uh-huh.

And Martha, too.

Do you know where
we could find her?

Well, she might be digging
or chewing on a stick

or chasing squirrels.

Or maybe she's just out
rolling in the garbage.

Martha rolls in garbage?

Yeah, but they give her
a bath twice a week

so she's not
that smelly.

Do you want her to call
you when she gets back?

MILO'S DAD:
No, thank you.

Are you sure this is it, Skits?

The name on the box says "Lee."

Is his last name Lee?

(barks)

He says he doesn't know.

It looks lonesome in there.

There's hardly any furniture.

I think whoever lives there
is moving out.

Maybe it's the
wrong place, Skits.

(whimpers)

MILO'S DAD:
Don't worry, sport,

we're going to have
a great day tomorrow,

just you and me.

You won't be lonesome as long as
we have each other, right?

I guess.

Hey, over here!

I'm open! I'm open!

Where's Skits?

(scoffs)

He's probably off playing
with his imaginary friend.

What is this,
"Martha in the Middle"?

Don't worry, the next one's
going to you, Martha.

Now where did it go?

See? Isn't this fun?

Get ready, because this one's
going really far.

(sighs)

Oh, I think that's mine.

Really? Are you sure?

Yeah. See, it has
my name on it.

Milo Lee?

So you are real!

I'm Helen!

Helen?

The one with the talking dog?

Milo? Where'd you go?

Hmm, here's his present.

MARTHA:
Actually, I think
that one's mine.

See, it has my teeth
marks all over it.

I'm not feeling well.

I think I'm imagining things.

Guys, look who I found.

Milo!

Milo?

Wait, you know
each other?

No, that's not Milo.

Milo's imaginary.

Wait, are you Martha?

(Skits barks in distance)

Mr. Scruffles!

(Skits barks, Milo laughs)

"Mr. Scruffles"?

Okay, now I'm confused.

(Milo laughing,
Skits barking)

This is a very confusing
town you have here.

Don't worry, you'll
get used to it.

Hey, check out this song.

(Western-style music playing)

* Lonesome Ted came
out of the West *

* He was a lonesome,
lonely guy *

* He missed his pal,
his pal Sal *

* He was so lonesome
he could sigh. *

(sighs)

This here's lonesome Ted.

Lonesome means that you're sad

because you don't have
any friends around.

Ted means... well, just Ted.

* And then one day,
coming his way *

* What did old Ted see?

* It was his old pal,
his best friend, Sal... *

* Is he lonesome?

* No, sirree!

And that's the truth.

Wow, I'm impressed.

I wish I had
one like that.

It's a beauty, all right.

It's my first ever
brand new sled!

Want to help me
try it out?

ALL:
Yeah!

I don't have to pull it, do I?

No, everybody gets to ride.

(kids chattering excitedly)

Ah!

Someone push me.

Oh, yeah!
What a smooth ride.

Okay, who wants
to go next?

Truman, don't you
think a great sled

deserves to ride
down a taller hill?

The taller the hill,

the longer the ride.

And the faster!

And believe me, this thing
is built to go fast.

You're right.

What's the best, tallest
sledding hill in town?

HELEN:
Wow, this is about the tallest

hill I ever saw.

I almost feel dizzy
just looking at it.

Ooh, it's going to be
a nice long ride

all the way down from
the dizzying tip top.

TRUMAN:
Um, that is one
dizzying tip top.

(kids cheer)

It's Truman's sled.

He should go first.

Right, Truman?

Truman?

(moaning)

This is a very tall
and steep hill.

Yeah! Think of how fast
you'll go!

The sled will go
faster and faster

and the trees will be blurring
by and snow will be flying.

I can't do it.

Why not?

Because the sled will go
faster and faster

and the trees will be blurring
by and the snow will be flying.

There's no reason
to panic.

No? Explain that to my stomach.

When I look down that hill,
I suddenly get really scared.

That's panic, when you're
suddenly really scared.

And what I'm feeling
here is panic.

Funicular.

Don't you just like
saying the word?

Funicular.

It's fun to be
in a funicular.

(laughs)

Is it me or is that really fun?

Guess it's just me.

I'm sorry.

That hill is just
too steep for me.

It's okay,
Truman.

Truman feels bad.

How can we
cheer him up?

I could hit him
with a snowball.

Not exactly what
I had in mind.

Being hit by
snowballs is fun.

Watch.

Ah, snow down my neck!
Snow down my neck!

I'm sorry I wrecked
everybody's fun.

I'm just a scaredy cat.

It's not nice
to call yourself names,

especially "cat."

You didn't wreck
anyone's fun.

TD's right.

Just because you didn't want
to go down that steep hill,

that doesn't mean
you're afraid.

No!
No.

I could even imagine
Truman being a hero.

Can't you, Martha?

Truman who?

(under her breath):
Martha...

I mean, oh, yeah.

Yeah, who wouldn't?

I wouldn't.

I mean, just think about
what I'm like.

I'm not a hero.

What are you saying?

A hero could be
exactly like you.

I don't think so.

Truman, we are going
to tell you stories

about heroes who
are just like you.

What hero would do this?

I'm sitting on a sled
in a living room.

You're exactly
like this hero--

Truman the Pyramid Explorer Guy!

Well, I do like pyramids.

That's just like me.

Even though they're
thousands of years old,

these hieroglyphs are
in excellent condition.

The museum will be very
reassured to hear that.

HELEN:
Reassured?

When you reassure someone,

that means you make them less
worried about something.

HELEN:
Truman the Pyramid Explorer Guy
knew what "hieroglyphs" meant

and what the word
"reassured" meant.

That was very reassuring.

And I'll stay here until
I've studied them all.

That's just like me.

I have a very high level
of concentration.

Just like a hero.

HELEN:
Truman worked so hard on the
wall that he didn't hear

a dirty mummy escaping
behind him.

I let a dirty mummy escape?

But it's because you
were working so hard.

That's good.

Yeah, that's just like me.

But heroes don't let
their dirty mummies out.

That's not very reassuring.

The story isn't over yet.

Look, you can stop the dirty
mummy at the Cairo Library,

where he breaks the rules
of the Dewey Decimal System.

But that dirty mummy wouldn't
have wrecked everything

if I didn't let him out
in the first place.

Um, well...

Forget that story,
Truman.

My adventure takes place
in the big city.

You can draw?

No. Imagine it.

The hero of my story
is just like you.

He's named Nick Phobia,
Detective.

Phobia?

"Phobia" means something,
doesn't it?

I don't know.

I heard Mom say it about Dad
and it sounded cool.

I'll look in the dictionary.

Phobia, phobia, phobia...
ah, found it!

"Phobia" means a fear
of something.

A phobia for bugs means
you're afraid of bugs.

TRUMAN:
Oh, great.

Now I'm a detective whose
own name means afraid.

I'm sorry,
I didn't know.

Martha, you have ablutophobia.

Ablutophobia?

The fear of taking baths.

That's me-- pure ablutophobia.

TRUMAN:
I'm going home.

Wait.

Listen, Truman,
forget Nick Phobia.

He's gone-- gone!

This story is about...
The Trumanator!

That doesn't mean afraid
of something, right?

It's not in
the dictionary.

It doesn't
mean anything.

See?

Okay. Go ahead.

MARTHA:
The Trumanator has a secret
headquarters,

just like Truman's always
dreamed of.

He has lots of equipment
to help him

pay attention to tiny details,
just like Truman.

I'm looking for trouble.

My beeping alarm!

This is exactly
like everything
I'd ever want to be!

Keep going.

A parking meter is
about to expire!

MARTHA:
Trumanator reached
the parking meter

just as time was about
to run out.

Your meter is
about to expire!

Don't panic.

Stand back.

Thank you, Trumanator!

The Trumanator puts change
in parking meters?

Well, I was going
to have you tow him,

but that's kind of mean.

The Trumanator
tows cars?

No, no, that's what I'm saying.

He's like you:
polite and helpful.

Those are good things.

But that's not a superpower.

Putting coins in meters?

Anybody could do that.

But would they?

No, because they're not nice,
like you.

I'm not a good hero.

I'm going home to worry
about my future in private.

Wait!

Don't you want to hear my story,

"Truman in Outer Space"?

I would enjoy being
in outer space.

I know.

This story is about
the Trumanaut.

Don't look it up.

I mixed "Truman"
with "astronaut."

I want to be an astronaut even
more than a TV weatherman.

Usually during
dry spells.

There's dirt on
the space telescope.

Specks and smudges
really bother me.

What can we do
about it?

I'm going up there
to clean it.

I've checked every satellite
weather map.

All clear to launch.

Okay, I'm on my way to wipe off
that smudge.

Oh, Earth is a long way down.

Great height...

Dizzy...

Panic!

That's enough.

He'll be a hero.

Just wait.

The story isn't over.

HELEN:
Truman, don't go home!

I'm not going home.

I don't want to be an astronaut
who's afraid of heights,

even in a story.

(sighing):
I feel bad for Truman.

He never let me get
to the end of the story

where he's a hero.

Uh, where do you think he's
going with that sled?

Oh no...

You don't think he's...

ALL:
Truman!

You don't have
to do this, Truman.

Why not?

Isn't this the
reaction you wanted?

No, no,
of course not.

No.

(whispering):
What's a reaction?

(whispering):
Your reaction is what you do
when something happens.

Like Truman's reaction to
our stories is to come here.

Right.
Just checking.

This may not be the
reaction you wanted,

but it's the
reaction you got.

I'm going down
this hill.

Great height!
Steep hill!

I can't do it.

I'm too worried.

I'll do it
with you, Truman.

Friends help each other
when they're dizzy.

And worried.

The sled!
Martha, get off!

ALL:
Martha!

Ahhh!
Can't stop!

(screaming)

I can't look!

We're heading
for the trees!

MARTHA:
I can't steer!

I've got it!
Hang on!

Okay!

Let go!
I can't see!

(screaming)

TD:
Truman?

I'm okay.

Thank goodness.

Truman, you were
like a real hero.

Yeah.

We don't have to make
up hero stories.

We can tell this one.

I can't believe I thought that
was such a great height.

What was I worried about?

That's how worrying works--

you worry because you don't know
how something will turn out.

Want to do it again?

Everybody this time!

(cheering)

HELEN:
"The Very True Adventures of
Sled Boy" began that day,

to be continued every winter.

HELEN:
And now, I will tell a tale
that will make you terrified.

Did you bring me out here
to give me a surprise bath?

No, Martha, if you're terrified,
it means you're really scared.

Like afraid of a surprise bath?

Being terrified has nothing
to do with a bath, Martha.

Are you sure?

Actually, in your case,
I guess it does.

Can I tell my terrifying
ghost story now?

Okay, go ahead,
try and terrify me.

This is the story of the hairy
creature with no head...

Uh-huh, hairy,
no head.

And big giant claws...

Funny. Yeah, go on.

Who gives dogs
surprise baths!

(screams)

(giggling):
Who knew the most terrifying
ghost stories

were about taking a bath?

Great work, team.

Great panicking.

Let's look at the
highlight reel, shall we?

Roll it!

"Phobia" means a fear
of something.

A phobia for bugs means
you're afraid of bugs.

When you reassure someone,

that means you make them less
worried about something.

"Disappointed" means you're sad

because you didn't get
what you wanted.

Okay, good show.

Hit the showers, team.

See you next time.

* Who's that dog? *

* Who's
that dog? *

* Dog, d-d-dog, d-dog. *

That dog is Casey.

My name is Jasper.

My name is Rhea.

And this is Casey.

Casey works for my dad.

My dad's a farmer.

She helps on the farm.

Yes.

RHEA:
A farm is a place
where people grow food.

JASPER:
She's a farmer's helper
that's a dog.

But I don't think
she gets paid, like,

in dog money or human money.

She'd probably eat
the human money.

She catches mice
and voles and...

And rabbits.

JASPER:
She scares away birds.

(barks)

BOTH:
Casey is very smart.

JASPER:
Casey learned to not walk
in the beds.

A bed is a area.

It's full of plants.

Sometimes she'll work
and sometimes she'll play.

(kids giggling)

* She's that dog... *
* Dog, d-d-dog, d-dog. *