Arthur Read quotes from Arthur

OCTOPUS!!!

Octopus! Octopus! Octopus!!!

What the...?!

And?!

And I'm really sorry. It was just a joke!

Not a very funny 1. Now, go to your room.

And don't come out until I say so!

Feel better?

I hope an octopus eats him!

I'm not going!

What? Why?

I don't want to go in the water!

You're not still scared of octopuses, are you? We're going to the lake, D.W. Octopuses live in oceans, not lakes.

I'm not going, and that's that!

Arthur...

Huh?!

Time to get ready for bed.

Arthur...

Don't worry, Dad. I'll work out all their schedules... somehow.

[screams as frogs hop around the bathtub] HELP!!!

D.W.?!

Uh-oh. Oh, no! The ant farm! No, Kate, don't! [Kate cries] Oh, no! Hey, wait! Hey! Where you going?! [steps on the cat's tail and the cat meows]

Huh?

Come here!

Arthur!

Arthur...

Arthur...

Francine

ARTHUR READ! Didn't you tell everyone I looked like a marshmallow?!

Um...

Buster

[to Arthur] Yeah, didn't you remember? When she was wearing that goofy sweater. [to Francine] So, what do you need to do about?

Francine

You better apologize or...

Buster

[to Francine] Or what?

Francine

[points at Arthur] Or you're gonna get it!

[both screams] [to each other] YOU!!

Francine

Arthur, why didn't you tell me what time it is? You got us locked in.

[pointing to himself] Me? [pointing to Francine] Why didn't you say what time it is?

Francine

[pointing to Arthur] I'm not your mother, Arthur Read! I mean, how dumb does a person have to be to get locked in a library? [holds up her arms in a "V" shape position with her hands open and pauses for a few seconds; angrier] Anyways, [puts her arms down] I have no time for childish bickering. I've gotta get out of here. [walks off]

Fine. [walks after Francine]

Francine

Fine. And by the way, I'm still not talking to you, and I'm not listening, either. [covers her ears with her hands and bends her elbows and walks forward until she bumps her elbow onto a bookshelf] Ow! [Arthur and Francine gets stacks of books off of the bookshelves and create passageways to escape from the library. Arthur builds a tower full of books while Francine builds a staircase of books.] Oh. [walks to the tower of books and grabs a book from the tower right before Arthur is about to unlock the window]

HEY! [the tower collapses and becomes a mess full of books, causing Arthur to fall] [sarcastically] Thanks, I was almost here.

Francine

[completes the staircase of books with the book she last grabbed, walks up the staircase, and unlocks the window, but a fly comes by, and takes 3 attempts to shoo the fly away, but screams and starts falling off the stairs of books] Ow!

I just remembered something...

Francine

About what?

Today is Saturday, which means the library is closed until...

Monday! [their voices start echoing around the library]

What did you do?! How can you let her hang up?!

Francine

Keep your shirt on. I'm calling my mom. [Francine dials the number of her apartment]

To dial out, you must enter the correct user code. Please hang up and try again. To dial out... [Francine gives an annoyed look to the camera]

All right. We're doomed.

Francine

You're such a wimp.

And you're a bossy know-it-all, [low tone] marshmallow.

Francine

[angrier] This does it, Arthur Read! If I have to spend the weekend here, I'm not spending it with you!

Fine with me! See if I care!

This doesn't look good, Mr. Haney...

Mr. Haney

It certainly doesn't, Ms. Tingley.

You mean, you think I STOLE THE QUARTERS?!

Mr. Haney

YOU WERE RESPONSIBLE FOR THEM, ARTHUR!

You certainly were!

Mr. Haney

If that money doesn't turn up, I'm afraid that you'll have to serve a day...

Week!

Mr. Haney

...a week of after school detention starting today!

And no picnic for you tomorrow!

Bitzi

Buster, wake up! Your English tutor is here.

Buster

Oh. [chuckles] It's just you, Arthur.

Bitzi

Well, I'll leave you two to your work.

Buster

Hey, Arthur, good plan. You fooled her completely. If we hurry, we can get to the park before the game starts.

We're not going to the park today, Buster.

Buster

What?

Get your books. We're gonna study!

Buster

STUDY?

Arthur, my rug.

[Pal ripped rug] Uh-oh. Pal? Pal?

Francine

[greets Arthur on her bike while he's walking Pal] Hi, Arthur! [Francine cycles over to Arthur] So that's your new dog?

Yeah, his name is Pal.

Francine

[looks down at Pal] He looks more like a Steve.

Steve?

Francine

[teasingly] Can he do anything besides that?

Not yet, but I'm gonna teach him to flip through the air and catch frisbees upside-down. But right now, I'm just house-training him.

Francine

Well, you'd better train him quick because my cousin had a dog that they couldn't train, and her parents made the dog go live on a farm!

Really?

Francine

[yells as her tire deflates] Ugh! Hey!

Forget calling him Puddles. How about Lake?

I'll clean it up, Mom.

[holding a pooper-scooper in one hand and Kate in the other] Then, you'll need this.

[holding a shovel] No, you'll need this!

Pal was in the living room too!

What on Earth?!

My catering schedules! [walks over]

[holding up a bar of soap covered in dog fur] What's this?! It's the soap from the bathroom!

You still think he's so smart?

Buster

He ate the whole living room?

He didn't eat it. Just chewed on it.

Buster

My puppy was so much trouble that my mother gave it away while I was at school.

Francine

Probably to a farm.

(gasp)

Francine

You think you can do it, Arthur?

I've got to, Francine! [surreptitiously walks over to the mailbox and puts in an envelope]

Muffy

Are you sure this is going to be done in time?

Muffy, why don't you go check the mail?

Muffy

Okay. Maybe there's something for me!

Francine

Muffy's coming!

[hides behind a tree] Oh no! If Muffy catches me, my entire birthday will be ruined!

[writes invitations on the table]

What are you playing?

I'm not playing. I'm writing invitations to my birthday party.

[walks to Arthur] How do you spell "party"?

P-A-R-T-Y. Why?

I'm making invitations to my birthday party.

Your birthday is not for six months!

Yeah, but I'm gonna invite everyone. And I write slow.

[picks up the invitations]

[takes the laundry out of the washing machine, but tugs on a towel] Give me that, you little scamp!

[comes with his invitations] Mom, my invitations are all written!

Look at that dog! He's eating a towel! Arthur, your dog can't tell towels from food!

[put the invitations on the washing machine, picks up Pal and takes him to a calendar on the wall] Come on, boy! I can't wait! How many days left? One, two, three... four more days until my birthday.

I think it would be easier to teach him to use a calculator than to count.

Arthur? Are you ready to go buy party supplies?

Yeah!

Whoa!

Double whoa! [notices some square balloons] Huh? How do you get square balloons?

Blow square breaths!

Oh...

[comes with a unicorn plate] Get these pretty plates, Arthur!

No way D.W.! I'm getting these! [shows her a Bionic Bunny plate]

Blech!