10x03 - Desert Island Dish/The Secret About Secrets

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# Every day when you're walkin' down the street, everybody that you meet

# Has an original point of view

- # And I say, hey!
- Hey!

# What a wonderful kind of day If we can learn to work and play

# And get along with each other

# You gotta listen to your heart Listen to the b*at

# Listen to 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

# We can learn to work and play And get along with each other

# What a wonderful kind of day, hey! What a wonderful kind of day, HEY! #

Hey, DW!

- Hey!
- Whoa!

Whoa!

Ahoy! Look-out!

Is it clearing?

Surf's way up, dude!

Ahoy, captain!

Second Mate Brain, where are we?

There's no way to tell without the sun.

Any sign of the sun from up there?

Captain!

Ship's Surgeon Francine, you should be below decks!

- I found him in my quarters, sir!
- BIRD SQUAWKS

Excuse me?

He had this. Do you know what this means, Captain?

It means he's really hungry.

We're close to land!

Land?

Land? But where?

ALL: Whoa! Huh!

THEY GROAN

Land ho!

SQUAWKING

All right! Our very own island!

Woo-hoo!

Woo - yeah!

Only seven more days to summer vacation.

And Ratburn promised no more pop quizzes for the rest of the year!

That's because he's saving up for the big end of year assignment.

But...but haven't we suffered enough?

Ms Sweetwater's class is already cleaning out their desks and planning a party.

He does it every year. Why should this year be any different?

BELL RINGS

Lets see, I've given you the word problems for tomorrow,

the sentences to diagram, and the reading

but this is the end of the year.

It's time for something extra.

Oh, no! Here he comes!

Please take out your notebooks and write down your end of year assignment.

Imagine that all of you are stranded on a desert island.

Each of you may choose an unlimited supply of one food to bring with you.

What would you choose?

That's it?

It's a no-brainer!

If I was stuck on an island I'd bring potato chips.

I'd bring that new cereal, Kotton Kandy Krunch. What about you, Buster?

Desert island... Uh!

One food only...

Donuts! Mmm!

Maybe chocolate would be better.

Or maybe mayonnaise, straight out of the jar.

Mmm.

Buster, pass me the ball.

Buster!

I don't know which food I like best.

Aww! This is so much harder than I thought.

Is something wrong?

This assignment is much too simple.

I don't understand it.

Maybe you should enjoy that it's easy.

But Mr Ratburn never gives easy assignments.

This wasn't easy but after thinking about it a lot, and I mean a lot,

I finally decided on ice cream.

THEY ALL MUTTER

You did choose a dairy product.

So, you'd be getting calcium but not enough vitamins, fibre or protein.

I knew I should have gone with marshmallows.

Francine, how about you?

I would bring an unlimited supply of barbecue potato chips.

Mmm, let's think about all those spicy, powdery, very very salty potato chips.

SHE COUGHS

Need...water.

And you, Arthur? How long can anyone survive on sugar and yellow dye?

True, you'd be getting carbohydrates but far too much sugar and too little protein.

Anyone else?

Alan, what did you come up with?

Alan?

I don't have the answer.

THEY ALL GASP

At the moment nobody does.

None of you would have survived for very long on the island.

What if I switched to jelly beans?

Your choices have to sustain you. Help could be a long time coming.

I think I like the quizzes better.

I want you all to try again.

THEY ALL GROAN

Another chance?

Remember, each of you may bring only one food

but your overall goal is to survive for as long as you can.

You have the weekend to come up with the solution.

I knew it was too simple.

He didn't even give an answer.

Mmm! I still think I could survive on this.

I didn't settle for the wrong one.

This time I'll sift through all the data.

I was hoping for a weekend without homework.

Somewhere out there's the perfect food and I'm going to find it.

Oh...

Hey, Brain, are you in there?

Brain!

Come on, we're riding to the park.

I can't. I'm still looking for the perfect food.

- Did you guys give up?
- No, we're done.
- What?

Look, we'll help you. The answer's obvious once you think about it.

Last time, we all picked fun food.

There's no way we could get away with that.

See, we picked food that we like to eat,

but the trick is to pick a food that we're supposed to eat.

Stuff like this... Whole grains.

- In other words, oatmeal.
- Oatmeal...

Plain oatmeal. It's so healthy that it's probably worth extra credit.

And I'm going with vegetables. Probably Brussels sprouts. Get it?

- I don't know.
- Oh, come on - it's perfect.

I bet Brussels sprouts are Ratburn's favourite food.

According to this, they do contain several vitamins

- as well as being high in fibre and water.
- I rest my case.

But there's no protein!

My dad told me eggs are great protein,

so I'm bringing ten hard-boiled eggs.

Fine, but you can't survive that long on eggs alone.

I'm looking for a single, perfect food that has everything.

- Maybe there isn't one.
- But there has to be!

You just can't admit that we found a solution before you.

Your solutions are incomplete.

You're making this harder than it is. Let's go to the park.

Good luck!

..Perfect food...

..One perfect food...

May I help you?

Where would I find one food that has it all?

Some protein, a little fat, carbohydrates,

vitamins, minerals and fibre.

I'm afraid I can't help you with that.

Argh! This assignment is impossible!

- Mwah-ha-ha-ha-hah!
- Aaaaargh!

That's it! It IS impossible.

Why didn't I think of it earlier?

- 'So what do you say?'
- It's risky.
- I know, but there's no other way.

- Count me in.
- And we'll need Buster, and Francine, too.

While each of could survive for some time on a single food

- from one of the food groups...
- Research led us to the conclusion

that it would be impossible to survive for very long

- without combining our food choices.
- So...you decided to form a group.

Otherwise, it's impossible.

- I never directed you to work together.
- You never said we couldn't.

- Arthur brought something from the protein group.
- Hard-boiled eggs.

We also needed vegetables so I brought a salad with olive oil.

Which takes care of our fat. And I brought fruit.

And I brought some bread rolls and cheese, and lots of water.

So that takes care of our dairy and grains.

The assignment said that the overall goal was to survive.

You just can't make it on only one kind of food.

You have to have grains, fruits and vegetables,

dairy, protein and healthy fats.

Well done! You've made a perfect presentation.

You need a selection from each of the major food groups.

Well...almost perfect.

- You forgot one thing.
- I knew we forgot something!

- Does this mean we've failed? - A desert island dessert.

There's nothing wrong with a desert island treat now and then.

After this, I've challenged Mrs Sweetwater's class

to a game of Capture The Flag.

PUPILS CHEER

ARTHUR WHISPERS

Really?

Yep. But you can't tell anybody!

I won't!

Wow, that is so cool!

See you tomorrow!

Not so fast!

What were you whispering about?

I'm not telling you! It's a secret.

I won't tell anybody!

I won't, either.

That's what makes it a secret.

T.W.I.N.S.

Really? That's quite a secret!

I'm sorry, dear, but your mother asked me not to show this to you.

It's a secret.

It's a secret!

It's a secret.

It's a secret.

It's a secret.

It's a secret.

It's a secret.

It's a secret.

It's a secret.

All right, already!

Wait a minute.

Do any of you know a secret?

Don't worry, you can tell me.

I won't tell anybody.

Please, tell me.

Please? Ple-e-e-e-ease?

- Arthur!
- Ssssh!

- Oh no, not again!
- That's the th secret Arthur wouldn't tell me.

And I think it was a good one, too.

Why can't anybody ever tell me just one?

I could tell you one.

It's not the same.

Oh, I wish I knew one.

The good thing about a secret is that it's secret.

Nobody has to know.

I know a secret.

But I'm not telling it to you!

- OK.
- Fine!

- Aren't you going to ask me what it is?
- No.

Aren't you going to ask who told me?

Whoever it is doesn't want you blabbing to us.

DW, when a friend tells you a secret, and asks you to keep it...

But nobody told me!

It's a secret I made up all by myself!

I didn't tell you to blab about it!

You also didn't tell me that someone has to tell you a secret,

or it's not actually a secret!

That's it!

My mom told it to me.

She said that I couldn't tell this secret to anybody.

Uh-huh? Kapow!

She heard it from...

um...Miss Morgan!

You can't get away from me! Grrrr!

- Gotcha!
- I think Miss Morgan heard it from...your grandma.

Grandma?!

Really? What did she say?

My lips are sealed. It's a secret!

Grandma tells us everything! She'd never keep a secret from us!

Let's call Grandma and see!

Well, um...you don't have to call her.

It's not that big a secret.

Hi, Grandma.

OK, I was kidding! There's no secret!

And there's no cell phone!

Ha ha ha ha ha! Good one, Tommy!

Ow...

Are you OK?

- I never knew fake secrets were so dangerous.
- Stay right there.

Hello. Oh, yes. You need to bring James a change of clothes.

What happened to you?

It's kind of a secret.

What about you?

Oh, well...it's kind of a secret, too.

Really? I'll tell you my secret if you tell me yours!

- Er...
- I was fighting with the Tibbles and fell down. Now you!

- Er...
- James split his pants right down the middle.

Oh, there's no hiding it. You can see his underwear from the back.

- You can't tell anyone!

It's a secret, remember? A secret!

Sorry, this clubhouse is for secret-holders only.

I've got one!

WHISPERING

It's OK, everybody, she's cool. Here.

What's that?

That's to put your secret in. Go on.

James split his pants.

WHISPERING

Yes!

Wow, you're so happy today!

What happened?

Well, let's just say... I know a secret.

Oh.

What do you mean, "Oh?"

- What did the Tibbles' grandma tell you?
- No!

This time it's real.

- If it's real, why can't you tell me?
- Because it's a secret!

- But I'm your best friend!
- True...

Hmmm...OK.

But you can't tell anybody!

Er...I'll tell you tomorrow!

She's my best friend. Can't I at least tell one person?

But if you tell her, how do you think James will feel?

It's just one person.

- James split his pants.
- Really?

Yep. But you can't tell anybody!

What are you doing?!

Don't worry. I'm just telling Timmy.

- James split his pants.
- Wow!

- Wait till I tell Tommy!
- Tell me what?

- James split his pants!
- No, you guys!

You've got to stop!

Ha ha ha ha! James split his pants!

James split his pants!

James split his pants!

EVERYONE WHISPERS THE SECRET

- Oh, no!
- Hey, DW. What are they all talking about?

Er...oh...nothing!

James split his pants! Ha ha ha ha!

Oh!

I know this secret.

And it's a really great secret, and...

I've just got to tell it to somebody!

You can tell it to me.

You should always share your secrets, so we can help you.

OK! James split his pants at school.

His mom had to bring him more clothes!

I bet James wouldn't want other kids to know.

It's really hard not to tell anyone!

I'm glad you told me, but let's keep it between us.

But how do I stop myself from telling it?

Try not to think about it.

Try thinking about something else, like Christmas.

What's the secret?

What? Oh, I, er...

DW, did you hear me?

"His mom had to bring him clothes cos James split his pants!"

- Oh, look! The Tibbles are making a sandcastle!
- DW!

I'll tell you tomorrow!

Drive!

See you later, guys. See you!

WHISPERING

Little girl! What's up with your bag?

Oh, er...I don't know!

EVERYONE GASPS

Never open your bag!

- But...
- Open that bag, and you're out of the clubhouse!

Whoa...uh!

Don't, DW! Please, DW!

"James split his pants!"

Aaaagh!

Mom! Can I stay home today?

I think I'm sick!

Oh? What is it, honey?

Do you feel nauseous? Sore throat?

I think I have secret-itis.

Thanks, Thora, you're a lifesaver.

- Hi, Grandma!
- Hello, Arthur.

DW needs a flop day, but these appointments can't wait.

I'll be back at two!

So, your mother tells me you have a very distinctive ailment.

Secrets can be hard, can't they?

I think I hate them.

Well, I'll tell you a secret.

I used to suffer from secret-itis, myself.

Until I was ,

when I found the perfect something to tell my secret to.

Go ahead and shout it, dear.

As loud as you can!

James split his pants!

Now, throw it as far as you can!

Maybe I'm wrong, but I think you're better.

What do you think?

Hey, DW.

I missed you yesterday.

I spent the day thinking about what your secret could be.

Can you tell me now?

I found out how to keep a secret!

You did? How?

DW WHISPERS TO EMILY

- Really?
- Yep.

But you can't tell anybody!

I won't!

Wow. That is so cool!

"James split his pants!"