They're here because of me.
S1 E15Unfinished Business
But this is a race course.
[locks the Arthur and Brain in a jail cell] And obstructing justice?!
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What do you mean you want me to take D.W. to the race?!
We'll meet you guys down there. We have to drop Kate off at Grandma Thora's first.
Couldn't you get a babysitter or something? She's just gonna blow her whistle at everyone!
Am not! Not unless I see someone who's not being safe.
You have been getting a little carried away with your whistle, D.W.
But I'm just doing what Officer Safety said to do.
He didn't mean for you to be a tattletale, D.W. He just wants you to let people know when someone's doing something dangerous, okay?
I guess.
Good. Now, tomorrow, Arthur, you will take D.W. to the race. And, D.W., you will not bother Arthur.
Wow! [flashback in the jungle and then Tarzan yells and falls off the vines] Uh! Ow!?
Great, we spent all that money, and we still don't know what's wrong with her, except she's driving me absolutely busalooey, and you know how much I hate that word!
Arthur, D.W. and I are going to get some ice cream. Why don't you go home?
What?!
I'm sorry, this is just for girls. See you later.
I can't see! Move your head!
You're not the boss of me, Mr. Goopy.
D.W., please move your big, large, enormous, gopher-looking head.
[gasps] At least my head doesn't look like a football with glasses!
No, your head looks like a big meatloaf with raisins!
We'll be back at 10:30. Here's the phone number. The kids shouldn't need anything.
Mom! Arthur said my head looks like a watermelon except for the bad haircut!
She started it!
I can handle it. Have a good time!
Thanks. Be good, kids!
She started it.
I have a lot of homework, so why don't you two go play quietly at opposite ends of the house?
I ditch my room!
I wouldn't want to go to your stupid messy girl-room anyway!
Clammy clam-face!
Turtle-breath!
Hey!!
I don't have turtle-breath! Smell!
What's going on here?
He called me turtle-breath!
Why are you in her room?
She took my red crayon.
I had to! It's a castle coloring book! There's a lot of bricks!
D.W., give him his crayon. Arthur, go back to the den.
This isn't working because Arthur knows more words than me. Catherine, you're so smart. What's another word for "boring"?
If you wanna know the words that mean the same as other words, you look in a thesaurus.
I can't read!
I'll look it up for you.
You are tedious!
Huh?
I did it! I did it! I win! Yahoo! Yay!
Tedious, tedious... hey! Do you know another word for "annoying"?
Does the saurus have a word for someone who eats too much cake?
You kids are really working on your vocabulary! I'm so impressed!
You are distended from eating cake. Plus you are both corpulent and adipose.
You are... vapid.
If I'm vapid, you're atrocious and heinous. I bet you don't even know what that means. I do.
Well, at least my initials don't stand for "dimwit".
Ha, Tommy Tibble came up with that and he's my age. You lose!
Oh, I know what you are. You wanna know what you really are? You're such a... Dora Winifred!
[gasps]
Dora Winifred! Dora Winifred!
Stop it! Stop it! Make him stop!
Alright, bedtime!
[whines]
[smirks]
Arthur thinks he's so great.
Now go to sleep, D.W.
I'm not gonna let him beat me.
Sue Ellen, what's going on?!
Arthur, NOOOOO!!
Hey! Mom, D.W. swiped my chip!
After I specifically told you not to. I'm disappointed in you, Arthur. Very disappointed.
Quick, lads and lasses! V = u + a t. Now!!! [The Lakewood students fall in the mud. Lakewood Students moans. Mr. Pryce-Jones comes up to Mr. Ratburn.] I see they don't know Newton's formula for constant acceleration yet. The clocks are ticking, Ratburn.
I said, stop it! [Timmy throws the swings and hits DW's in the face; DW falls over and starts cries; Emily runs over to her]
What did you do?! What?! Mrs. Tibble, DW's face is bleedin', I think it's broken!
So, what did you think?
Pretty good for just two guys in a cardboard TV, huh?
It was okay for the basement, but it would never work on real TV. [the end title appears] By the way, who's Dewey?
That's NOT how nice animals play!
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This is all Mom's fault! That cat trying to hurting Pal!
My fault?! That does not my fault. Francine got a cat?
Tell your father, "Merry Christmas."
Arthur, this isn't working. I miss Mommy and Daddy.
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