01x04 - Lucy vs. the World

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I think it was one of the best movies

I've ever seen. I knew you'd like it.

Afterward, we went to this art gallery

and saw all these wild new paintings.

Some of them, of course, were quite huge.

There was one that was all different

shades of red. I

like red, of course, but

I'm not sure if I like it that much. And

besides, hi, drinking

lemonade, I see. How about letting me

have a sip?Don't be stupid.

You think I want to sip from the same

star you've been slurping on?Get out of

here.

Anyway, there were a lot of nice

paintings.

You know, it's hard to talk to you when

you keep making all those strange faces.

I've got Linus down for left field.

Linus?Left field?Are you

sure?Of course I'm sure.

Watch.

All right, who you got down for right

field?I'm going to give Lucy one more

chance to play right field.

Look, Charlie Brown, I caught your

shoe. Maybe I should pitch my shoe

instead of the ball. That's a good idea.

Give him the old knuckle shoe.

Whew. Hey, manager,

it's hot out there in right fields. Would

you care if I put on my bikini?And as

long as I had on my bikini, would you

care if I went to the beach and as long

as I'm at the beach?Would you care if I

just forgot about the ball game?Get back

out there, Redfield, where you belong.

You'd think a manager would appreciate an

outfielder who looked good in a bikini. In

case you didn't know, the ball doesn't

have to stop rolling before you pick it

up. It was having a good time, and I

didn't want to disturb it.

Oh no. How could you miss such an

easy fly ball?The sun got in

my eyes. The sun isn't even out

today. It's cloudy. The clouds got in my

eyes. Well, maybe

Lucy can get a hit to make up for all her

mistakes in the outfield.

Come on, Lucy. Hit it. Please hit it.

Good grief. She struck out again.

That's three times so far. I should

say something to her. After all, I am the

manager. But if I say one

word, she'll blow sky high. I

don't dare make a sound. Uh

oh, my throat's getting dry. I've got

to clear my throat. But if I make just

the slightest sound. She'll think I'm

going to say something to her, but I've

got to clear my throat.

I didn't strike out on purpose! We

managers have a rough life.

Catch it, Lucy! Catch it!

What in the world are you doing?One

minute you're in center field, and the

next minute you're gone. What kind of a

ball player are you?I was standing out

there in center field, Charlie Brown, and

I was paying attention like you always

tell me to do. And suddenly, out of

nowhere, I heard a piece of cake calling

me. Did you want to

see me, manager?Yes, Lucy. This is

very hard for me to say, but I just don't

think you're good enough for our team. If

you kick me off the team, Charlie Brown,

I'll never speak to you again. But I'll

sure yell at you a lot

soon! Now that you kicked me off the

team, I have a new job.

I'm a reporter for the school paper. What

do you think about when you're standing

out here on the mud pile?The mud

pile?This is the pitcher's mound.

I'll put down that he was a lonely

looking figure as he stood there on the

mud pile. The mud pile?

Hey, Catcher, how about an interview for

our school paper?What about all this

equipment you wear?Does it really

protect you?Offhand,

I'd say it doesn't. Hey, you stupid

beagle. I'm doing interviews for our

school paper. How about a good quote for

our readers?

He said he expects to have one of his

best seasons ever. This

reporter has never interviewed a worst

baseball team. The manager is

inept and the players are hopeless. We

will say, however, that the catcher is

kind of cute and the right fielder, who

has dark hair, is very beautiful. Good

article, huhNow you'll have to put me

back on the team. I'm sorry, Lucy,

I just can't do it. You'll

be sorry, you blockhead.

Hey, Paul told you that you could pitch.

You pitch like my grandmother. Why don't

you give up?You couldn't pitch hay.

Why don't you go back where you came from?

Boo! It's hard work being

bitter. If we can win this game today,

we won't finish in last place. Well,

without Lucy playing, I think we have a

chance. I really do. Isn't it

nice not having her around?Isn't it nice

not hearing her voice?This is it.

If we get this last guy, we win. If he

hits one, we lose.

It's a high-fly ball to Snoopy! If

he catches it, we win!

Hey, pull the shortstop with a big nose!

Oh, no! We lost

the game!Well, he does have a

big nose. I can't stand

it. I just can't stand it.

Hello, Chuck. Say, how would you like to

have a house guest?Me. My

dad's going to be out of town for a

while, and I can't stay here alone.

You could stay at my house, Sir. No,

I have absolutely no place to stay.

Gee, I appreciate this, Chuck. We have

lots of room at my house, Sir. I'll

be over as soon as I pack. Thanks, Chuck.

You kind of like Charles, don't you, Sir?

Where will you

sleep while you're at Charles' house, Sir?

In a guest room, of course.

I'm sure they have a guest room. Chuck's

dad is a barber. Barbers are rich.

Once your scissors and your comb are paid

for,The rest is all profit. I

don't think you know much about Barber,

Sir. Stop calling me Sir.

Peppermint Patty is going to stay here.

She can't stay in your room, and she sure

isn't staying in my room. I know all

that. I have something else figured out.

Hiya, Chuck. I'm here. Where's the guest

room?Well, I thought I'd let you stay in

my room. And I'll just move into the

nonsense. I heard you're at a little

guest cottage or something out in the

back. Come on, lead me to it.

You should have had to make it a little

bigger, Chuck.

Good night, Patty. Sleep well. Thanks,

Chuck. I just hope that old Snoop up

there doesn't snore too loud before you

go to sleep, old pal. How about

turning off the moon?

Good morning, Chuck. Boy, was that ever a

long night.

Yes, ma'am. I'd like to transfer to your

school for a few days. My dad is out of

town, you see, and I'm staying in Chuck's

guest cottage, so I'll be going to this

school for a while if you'll have me.

OK. I'm no great scholar, you

understand?But I'm always in there

trying. If it's true or false

or multiple choice, I'll be in there with

the best of them.

Good grief.

Time to get up for school, Patty.

Sorry for the way I look, ma'am. Blame it

on the stupid architect who designed

Chuck's guest cottage. What

do you do around here after dinner, Chuck?

usually watch TV. You mean you don't

talk?How about playing checkers or

something?Or making fudge?Or catching

fireflies?

Huh

Good night, Snoopy.

This is ridiculous. I don't

understand you, Snoopy. How can anyone

sleep all night in the rain like this?

Hey, Patty, wake up. Your dad's on the

phone. He's back. And he said you can

come home now. Tell him I'm so

comfortable here. I don't want to leave.

OK, I'll tell him. That was

sarcasm, Chuck.

I thought staying at Chuck's house would

be a real experience. I

thought they were like, well, you know,

the beautiful people. Ha. All they

ever do is watch television. And I

thought they'd have a nice guest cottage.

Ha. Looks more like a dog house.

I even had to share it with that

funny-looking kid with the big nose.

I suppose you really can't blame Charles

for what you thought, can you, Sir?

Stop calling me Sir.

Wake up, Snoopy. Here, you got an

official letter. At least you

know it's not a traffic citation. Dogs

never get traffic citations, nor jury

duty. Dear dog.

This is to inform you that you are one of

the finalists for this year's Daisy Hill

Puppy Cup Award. The Daisy Hill

Puppy Cup. He's been nominated for the

Daisy Hill Puppy Cup.

Stupid Beagle.

To be eligible for the Daisy Hill Puppy

Cup, nominee must fill out the enclosed

form. The first line is name of

owner. Charlie Brown,

I'm glad to see you're embarrassed.

Here are some more rules about the Daisy

Hill Puppy Cup Award. Each nominee

must submit 5 letters from interested

parties stating why he should be

named the Neighborhood Dog of the Year.

You're going to have some pretty strong

competition. What makes you think you can

win?

Stupid Beagle! I would

like to recommend my dog for the Daisy

Hill Puppy Cup. He is brave and he

is loyal. And

impatient. You

want me to write a letter

recommending you for a Neighborhood

Dog of the Year?I can't

do it. I don't think that you really are

typical of a neighborhood dog.

I beg you, please give it

back. Please, please

This is blackmail.

I would like to recommend Snoopy for

Neighborhood Dog of the Year. He

is truly a dog among dogs.

How's that?

What a way to get your blanket back.

Forget it.

You want me to write a letter

recommending you for Neighborhood Dog of

the Year?When did you ever say

anything nice about Beethoven?

I would like to nominate Snoopy for

Neighborhood Dog of the Year because...

He's kind of fuzzy.

Let's see what Woodstock has to say about

Snoopy. He is truly a good

dog. He's also a loyal

friend. Therefore, I would like to

recommend Old Banana Nose for

Neighborhood Dog of the Year.

I think they're going to announce the

winner of the Daisy Hill Puppy Cup

tomorrow.

It's a letter for you from the Daisy Hill

Puppy Farm.

They've announced the winner. You

didn't win.

There's nothing like a good loser.

Oh, come on now, be reasonable. I

can't believe it. You're going to stop

eating just because you didn't win the

Daisy Hill Puppy Cup?That's the thanks I

get for getting your supper on time and

fixing it just the way you want it. Just

because you lost the contest, you won't

accept this dinner. I suppose you'd

like to be served by a beautiful

waitress. Hmm

I guess losing the contest does make you

feel bad. But getting him a beautiful

waitress?Boy. Oh, all

right. I'll see what I can do. I

must be out of my mind. But I

guess losing the contest did make you

feel bad. Sometimes even I

can't believe how wishy-washy I am.

You will?Good, I really

appreciate it.

So what's wrong with wanting to be served

by a beautiful waitress?

This is the big day!



One to go! This is it!

Lucy, may I read your new comic book?

No, you can't. Then stop bothering me.

You did it! You did it!

My heartiest congratulations! You

did it! You have been crabby

for 1,000 days in a row. You

have just set an all-time

record! I knew you could do it!

I'd like also to present you with

this specially inscribed scroll

commemorating this historic event.

Again, may I say,

congratulations. You are an

inspiration to all the crabby people in

this world. One rarely gets a

chance to see such carefully prepared

sarcasm. Good

morning.

Fantastic. Your

brother is patting birds on the head

again. Oh, good grief.

That blockhead. Are

you out of your mind?Don't you realize

what happens when you do stupid things

like this?Patting birds isn't

stupid. They enjoy it, and I find

it a source of great comfort. But what

about me?I'm the one who has to face

those kids at school who say ha. Your

brother pets birds on the head. I see

your point. Well, I guess I better not do

it anymore.

Okay, I'll tell him.

Mom wants you to bring in some logs for

the fireplace. You can pretend you're

Abe Lincoln!He used to bring in logs for

the fireplace all the time. Hey,

there's a spider on that log.

Oh, no. Where?WhereI'm

sorry. I was wrong. It was just a piece

of bark. Hey, I was right.

There is a spider on that log. Oh, no.

Oh, no. Where?WhereWhereI'm sorry. I was

wrong again. It was just a piece of dirt.

I wonder if Abe Lincoln was afraid of

spiders. I wonder if Abe Lincoln

had an older sister.

Whoops! I broke another one of your

crayons. All right, that does it.

Get out of this house. But I live

here! Not anymore, you

don't. I live here!

I live here! Ouch!

It's ridiculous to say you can't throw me

out of my own house while you're still

flying through the air.

What do you want?You don't live here

anymore. You're no longer a member of

this family. Go away. What about

my blanket?That was

quick. Kicked out of my own

home by my own sister. I

can't believe it. Kicked out and no

place to go. Hey,

maybe I can stay at Joe Cool's place.

Hiya, Joe. Mind if I stay here for a

while?So

your sister threw you out of the house?

Yes, I'm living here in the dorm with Joe

Cool. Is it comfortable?How's the

food?Where do you eat?We eat in the

campus cafeteria. Actually,

Joe Cool sends out for a pizza.

Good morning. Go away! You don't live

here anymore, remember?Ah

Has Mom missed me?What

I don't understand is why your mother

would allow Lucy to throw you out of the

house. Mom isn't home. She went to

the hospital yesterday. Is she all right?

I don't know. Nobody ever tells me

anything. A

new baby brother, but I just got rid of

the old one. A new baby brother.

I can't believe it. Well,

you might as well come back in. I can't

fight the whole world. What do you

mean by that?Dad just called from the

hospital. We have a new baby brother.

A new baby brother?I throw

one out and another one comes in.

That's the funniest thing I've ever

heard. You

thought you were rid of me. And now

instead of having no brothers,

you have two brothers.