Arthur, D.W. and others in “Unfinished Business”

[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!