01x26 - The Prince and the Pooch

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What's the story, Wishbone?What's

this you're dreaming of?Such

big imagination On

such a little puck

What's the story, Wishbone?Do you

think it's worth a look?It

kind of seems familiar Like a

story from a book

Shake a leg now, Wishbone Let's

wag another tail

Sniffing on adventure with

Wishbone on the trail. Come on,

Wishbone.

What's the story, Wishbone?

What's the story, Wishbone?

What's the story, Wishbone?

What's the story, Wishbone?

Here you go, Wishbone. Thank you, Ellen.

Uh, the first sniff of the day.

What a gorgeous day.

Can it be?Can it be?

Yes. Spring is here.

Ah It's apparent in

so many ways. Just look over there.

Wanda's flowers are blooming.

Romance is in the air. And, of course,

everyone is playing America's favorite

pastime. Playball!

You know, my cheerleading days are over.

I am ready to play. Yes, sir.

This dog's got bases to run, homers to

hit, and ground ba*ls to fetch. Let's

take a break. Yeah. Or we could take a

break. I've got to work on my timing.

Hey, where's Barf?I'm telling you, David,

you should have had us playing

man-to-man. Come on, Joe, the game's

over. What's up, guys?Joe is

still upset about the basketball

playoffs. Mr. Bruns, we could have gone

all the way. Coach Menendez let us

down. That's all there is to it. But what

can I say, Joe?Coach is never easy. Sure

it is. If I was coaching, we would have

won that game. Any good player can

coach. Is that so?

It's that simple. Yeah.

Well, I'd be willing to give you a chance

to prove it. You know, experience

firsthand how the other half lives. Uh

ohWhat do you mean?Emily's

tee-ball season just started, and I need

an assistant coach, just for a few

practices until we play our first game.

So what do you say, coach?

You've got a deal. You don't know what

you're in for. Ah, a wish has been

granted. Joe the player becomes Joe

the coach. Mark Twain wrote about two

young boys who got what they wished for

in The Prince and the Pauper, published

in 1882. The story is set in London in

the 16th century during the reign of King

Henry the Eighth.

The first boy is born to a rich and royal

family who wants him. The

other boy is born to a poor family who

does not want him. Our story

begins. Just before they meet.

Please, please, people, suffer a young

popper to steal a glimpse of the Prince.

Then my life might seem less wretched.

It is he, the Prince.

So regal, so

royal, so noble.

Mind thy manners, thou young. Mega.

How darest thou use a poor lad like that?

Open the gates and let him in.

Thou lookest tired and hungry. Come with

me. See you later,

big guy.

Please be seated.

What is thy name?Tom, Sir. Tom

Canty. And why are there so frail and

little?Lousy food.

Beatings. Beatings.

What can I say?It's dog eat dog out

there, Prince. You understand?

Yes, I suppose I should. Tell me,

hast thou any pleasures?

Some, Sir. We have Punch and Judy

shows, monkeys, and there be

plays. Tell me more.

Well, in the summer, Sir, we we swim in

the river. Yes. And we dive in the

water and shout like fools.

Yes, we continue. And when we get

really excited, we start to tumble.

Ready. Go on, go on.

Well, we sing and dance and

oh, in the mud. The mud, Prince.

We do fairly wallow in the mud.

Yes, yes, say no more. Tis

glorious. If I could clothe me in

rainment like thine, and revel in the mud

just once, I could forgo the crown.

And if I could clothe me once, sweet Sir,

as thou art, just once.

Upon my word, young Tom, you look like me

and I like you. We might even be

confused. Might be, but

my tail's a little longer. You're a fine

fellow, Tom Canty. Please wait here a

moment. I must have a word with that

brutal guard. Oh, all right, but

hurry back, Prince.

I say you there. I must express to you my

profound disappointment. You

dare to laugh in the presence of.

Come back soon, beggar

spawn. I am the

Prince of Wales. All hail the Prince

of Wales.

Oh, the people salute your

gracious highness.

Be called the crazy rubbish.

Your Highness, your presence is awaited

in court. Oh, no, you misunderstand.

I'm not. If you would, Your Highness.

But I'm not the. Oh,

no, they've got the wrong guy. All

right, now listen up, Tigers. I want you

to meet someone who's going to be helping

us out. His name is Joe, and he's going

to run today's practice. So I want you to

give him your undivided attention, okay?

Now please, let's say hi to Joe.

Doggy, we want the doggy! Yeah!

What can I say?The ladies love me.

Sorry, Joe. Remember, Joe,

five-year-old girls.

Good afternoon, Tigers. We've got a

lot to do. So we really need to

focus.

Uh ohEmily calls.

And this time she's got a cookie.

T-ball is a team sport. That means

we have to work together.

OK, I've got to be very careful.

By the time the season starts, we should

be running like a machine, a well-oiled

machine. Just take the cookie and walk

away. So remember that all we have to do

is a geek.

Wishbone.

Guys. Thank you. Hey, easy there. Thank

you. You only seen a cookie. It's a small

one. Cookie. Good

luck, Joe. is throw the ball.

Emily, what's wrong?They throw it to me.

Come on. Come on, throw it

to me.

Stop the ball the next time it comes to

you.

Hey guys, pay attention to the ball.

Try it again, Joe. They're just warming

up. Okay, try it again.

What's going on out there?Patience,

Joe. Patience.

Okay, one more time.

Somebody call it! I got it, I got it!

Got their attention, Joe.

Now call them off. Okay,

take a shot.

Um, straighten this arm and lower it a

little. Uh,

lower it just a little.

You're doing fine. Try it again.

Poor Joe. Life as a coach isn't the

easy life he thought it would be. Yep,

Joe has had a rude awakening.

It waxeth late. May it please your

majesty to awaken.

Hello. Can I help you with

anything?Commence the dressing.

Listen, I can put on my own. Please, Your

Highness, to remain still while the

dressing proceeds. Yeah, but your hands

are cold. The dressing of the Prince has

finished.

Thank you. Wait a minute. Can't you stay

a while and play?

Games are not the order of the day, Your

Highness. I shall return before dinner.

Well, yeah, but but what am I going to

do all day?

Oh, Prince, where are you?I don't

belong in these clothes.

What an interesting smell. Oh,

after this time of day again and has not

collected a farthing. If

I don't break all the bones in

thy lean body, then I'm not John

Canty. Uh, the pauper's father.

What great fortune. I order you to fetch

your son and restore me to the palace

immediately. Go on, Stark

mad as any Tom Abedlam.

Stark Raven mad

on hand me. I am the Prince of Wales.

My first royal meal. The food is certain

to be superb. What?

Let's go. What a bone.

So tasty.

My fellow Englishmen, I come bearing

news. King Henry is

dead. Let the

joy ring out. For tomorrow is the young

Prince of Wales to be coronated king of

this great land.

King?Suddenly I've lost my appetite.

Long live the king.

Long live the king. Long live the king.

So today's the big game. Are you excited?

I'll be excited when it's over. I'm never

coaching again. Come on, it can't be that

bad. They're five-year-old girls. Hmm

They're barracudas, Ellen. Don't let them

fool you. They're tough, Mom. I

hate to admit it, but without Mr. Barnes,

I'd never make it through this game.

You'll be fine. I'll get it.

Mrs. Barnes. Joe, I am so happy

that you are still here. There's been a

big change in plan. I need to rush Mr.

Barnes to the airport. But we've got a

game today. Sorry, honey. Last minute

business trip. Mr. Barnes needs you to

run the game all by myself. Oh, you'll be

great. Oh, and I need to leave Emily and

Tina here with you. Girls, be

good. We will.

Thanks, Joe. I'll see you at the game.

Have fun. Fun?

I'm supposed to have fun?

All right, Tigers. From what I hear, the

Banshees are pretty tough this year. But

if you just put your mind to it...

Where's Wishbone?Wishbone's going to

watch the game from the stands today. We

want him here. You guys need to

concentrate now. You can see him after

the game. Exiled once

again, forced to settle for cheerleader.

Well, that's what you get for being too

cute. This is a

perfect day for the season opener. Oh,

I'll say nice blue skies, calm spring

breeze. You know, it's really very

relaxing. Come on, tigers, clobber those

banshees. Oh, look,

it's Mr. King.

So how long is the game?One hour.

Come on, Katie, make Daddy proud.

There's one at every game.

Let's go,

Tigers!

Go, Tina! Go!

Come back, Tina! Come back!

You're okay. Try it again.

It's no biggie. Once more.

Hey, don't try. You're doing

just fine.

Someone help me.

Wait, stop! Pull it! Pull it! Pull it!Oh,

no!

tigers, we're in the middle of a game!

So, what's your strategy?Pardon me?

I'm a concerned parent. I don't like what

I see here. I don't like it at all. Ohh

Come on, tigers, we can still win the

w*r! - Sir,I'm doing my best. It's

harder than it looks. Don't try to tell

me about dealing with kids. I'm a parent,

young man. My daughter is out there.

What's going on over there, Ellen?I don't

know, but I don't like the looks of it.

Neither do I. Joe needs me. I can tell.

Oh, come on, Katie! Show him how it's

done! For starters, we can change the

line.

There goes the season. Why is this

happening to me?Joe, your life as

coach has hit rock bottom. But don't

worry, you can still get out of this if

you just stand tall.

Stand forth, lad. Say thy fory.

Who art thou?I am Edward,

Prince of Wales, and none other. Oh,

Tom, poor lad. He's a

regular crazy one, he is.

Oh, my child,

shake off this gruesome

dream. Look

upon me. Am not I

thy mother?That bore thee

and loveth thee. God knoweth I am loath

to break thy heart, but truly have I

never looked upon thy face before.

Sir, he is more worn than it is

won't. Tomorrow will he be himself again.

Do not force him to go out and beg.

Beg. I would

not force such a thing.

This lad'll steal for his supper.

Come on.

Well, your Rinus, can we

expect a day a high profit?

Follow thy trade. It befits thee. But I

will neither beg nor steal. Why, then, I

am. Won't you stop to drink

from the loving cup in celebration?

Take away thy hand. Let me pass.

me, sir. Thou'll not pass till thou hast

drunk to today's combination of King

Edward. King Edward?

Coronation?Give me the cup to

me. Please, sir. I've got to get back to

the palace, get out of these clothes, and

get back to my old life. Come

back, mad fool!

just stay out of my way. I'll get you out

of this mess. Uh, sir, I appreciate

your concern, but I'm handling it. How's

it going, Joe?Are you having fun?Is

everything okay, Joe?Yes, ma'am.

Oh, is it?Well, judging from the looks of

that scoreboard over there, I would say

things are far from okay.

Look, buster, I don't

know who you think you are. Hey, Ellen,

don't lose your temper. That's all they

ever want. All right, it's getting

ugly. This team needs a first-base coach,

and I'm the dog for the job. Emily!

Yoo-hoo! I'm gonna get

you, wishbone.

Come on, sweetie! For the sake of the

game, I'm yours. Ooh, thank you. Stay

out of things, sweetie. Well, so, if you

think you can do this better than my

son-- Guys, look at this!

Come on, Tina! Nice run.

OohLoosebone's coaching first base.

And starting a comeback.

Time's running out, and base is unloaded.

Who is this kid at bat?Why isn't Katie

batting clean up?It's Carol.

She's really shy, but I know she can do

it.

Come on, Carol! Come on, Carol!

Hey, Carol! Wa-cha! Cute,

huhWanna pet me?Then come and

get me! Woo-hoo!

Come on, Carol. This is what you call

team coaching!

Tigers win! Tigers win! No

pictures, please. Good

job! I think I'm gonna be sick.

Wishbone really came through. I'll see.

Well, you did pretty OK yourself. So how

does it feel now that your coaching days

are over?It's a big relief.

You said a mouthful, pal.

Where are you, Prince?I don't want to be

king. I want my old clothes, my

old house. My old bone, I

forbid you to set the crown of England

upon that head. I am the Prince.

Forbear he is the Prince.

Heavens, they do look

perfectly similar. As Lord

Protector, I say there is only one sure

test. Fetch each of them a sheet of

parchment, and we will ask that they

reproduce for us the royal seal.

Whichever of the two draws the seal

correctly is the real prince.

That is reasonable.

Gentlemen, begin the test.

Now let us see the result

user. I'm already home

and user.

Only he that was Prince of Wales can so

answer. Long live the king.

I'm free!

Admit it, Joe, it wasn't that bad. Yes,

it was, but I survived.

Joe, we want to thank you for being the

best coach ever.

Thanks. Uh,

excuse me, girls?What about

my reward?

I hereby appoint you Honourable King's

Ward. May you return to a life of dignity

and honour, and may you accept this in

remembrance of your service on behalf of

this throne. Your most

gracious Majesty, I thank you.

And this is for you, Wishbone.

An edible trophy.

What will they think of next?

You know, this would go great with

anchovies.

The two went and stood side by side

before a great mirror. And lo, a miracle.

There did not seem to have been any

change made. They stared at each other,

then at the glass, then at each other

again. How did we create Mark

Twain's vision of a prince and a pond

that looked exactly alike?After all, we

only have one superstar. We needed an

editor's help. An editor

puts together all of the pieces of film

to tell the story. But how was the editor

going to create two of me for this story?

We created the illusion of two Wishbones

three different ways. First, we use a

technique called split screen. In split

screen, Wishbone was photographed on one

side of the picture, with the camera

still in the same position, we changed

his costume,and photographed him in the

opposite position. Then, when we edited

the show together, we combined those two

images electronically so it appeared that

two wishbones were within the same shot.

So with a split screen, one star

plus one star equals two

stars! What a deal. Here

I am doing double duty. First, they

filmed me in the pauper's costume. Then,

after a quick change, they filmed me in

the princess costume. The editor makes it

look like I'm in two places at once.

Heavens, they do look

perfectly similar. The magic of editing

is almost as exciting as Mark Twain's

classic book. The Prince and the Pauper

and other great books are available at

your local library. Check them out.