[waits outside the school cafeteria] Psst. Hey, is Arthur in here?
Well, maybe I'll just eat outside then. [walks outside]
Binky won't even get to eat near Arthur.
Well, that was awful. Maybe, we should bring them together. Then Arthur will thank us.
Shortly afterwards, Binky is having lunch on the lawn behind the school
[drags Arthur out of the door] Binky was out here somewhere.
Er.. oof! [jumps into a bush, when a soccer ball flies into the bush]
I'll get it! [Binky hands it out] Thanks. [stops and comes back] Binky, what are you doing?
Avoiding Arthur. And if I didn't see him, I didn't have to hit him.
Oh. Well, why would you need to hit Arthur?
I didn't. And this is why I didn't need to see him.
Hmm... Boys. [walks away]
[paces outside the boys’ room, Brain comes out] Was Arthur in here?
[shakes his head] Well, nope.
[walks in, very relieved] Oh, uh... thanks, thanks, thanks so much!
After recess, the kids come inside
[talks to Fern] She shattered my plane!
But she was just a little girl.
Saying that D.W. was just a little girl was like saying a tornado, just like a little wind.
Binky is hiding behind an ornamental plant
[stands beside him] Hey, Arthur! Over here!
Shh! [grabs Buster and pulls him behind the plant. Buster stands beside him]
I thought somebody had called my name.
The school bell rings and the kids leave the building
[holds an open book around his head] I made it through one whole day. Now only... the rest of my life to go.
Binky, Molly, Rattles and the Dog Boy walk past the Sugar Bowl
So I never saw that glasses kid again. I probably never will.
[runs after them. Binky looked very surprised to Arthur running towards him, Rattles, and the Tough Customers, implying that Binky's scheme of avoiding Arthur backfired] Hey, Binky! You dropped your pen when you walk out of school, kind of sideways, at the end of the day.
[whispering] Now, here's the chance you have been waiting for.
[whispering] Show her, Binky. Just tap, and pop him one.
[Binky looks around at the Tough Customers who grin expectantly, and gulps, then sinisterly looks at Arthur, who holds the pen, and "pops him one" by hits him on his arm]
All right, you're right. He will hit anyone.
OK, Binky. You're still in your club. Binky? Where are you going?! Wait! Binky!
Binky rushes, and runs off in discomfort, when the Tough Customers rushed after him
[holds his arm in pain] Ow!
All right, maybe you're right. He's gonna hit anyone.
After Arthur gets a taste of his own medicine, the scene pans to the kitchen. That is, where Arthur is getting his injury treated.
Later that evening, Arthur sits beside the kitchen sink, and his father hands him and ice pack.
[holds the ice pack on his arm] And the next thing I knew, I was on the ground. It hurt, and it was so embarrassing, and...
D.W. and her mother come in.
Well, maybe this is how D.W. felt when you punched her.
As a result, the incident makes Arthur understand how D.W must have felt.
Well, yeah. But what's it got to do with this? Binky Barnes was huge!
Mrs. Read carries D.W. to the kitchen, and his parents just looked to them
[calmly] Yeah, I guess I kind of get it now.
[walks into the dining room where D.W. is waiting] I'm sorry for hitting you.
And I'm sorry for shattering your plane. But what kind of a weak plane doesn't fly?
Well, I didn't even know yet. But I'm just a little child. Just give me a break.
The next day, at the park, Binky sits on a swing looking worried. Arthur rides by on his bike
Hey, Arthur. I feel really rotten earlier. I just wanted to apologize.
I just wanna say thank you.
Well, everyone had told me that I was wrong, when I didn't get it. [feels his balls] But... you made me understand how bad I made D.W. feel.
Well, you're very welcome. But I didn't try to help you learn some boring lessons. But it was just an accident.
The other Tough Customers come
[points to Arthur] Hey, it's the kid, again, who got hit by Binky, and now lived with him.
Now you've deserved to be in his club, kid.
[walks to Tough Customers] Actually, there was no club. But I founded it earlier, and now I'm de-founding it. Because any club that makes you wanna do something you don't wanna do was so dumb. Anyone else wanna make something of it?
Come on, Arthur. Let's go get a soda.
Oh, man. Now he's got no club. Hmm.
[walks up to them] Do you guys wanna come with us? How about if we just form a new club with no dumb hitting, and all this stuff? And because if anyone does break the rules, I will clobber them.
[enters the classroom] Sorry, I'm late. Let's jump right into work.
[Just then, the lights in the classroom go out]
Bad news! The storm is getting worse, the buildings lost electricity, so the school is closed.
[Mr. Ratburn gasps while the class cheer]
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