[11:00 P.M. in the night; Bloo wakes up, seeing Wilt packing his things in a bindle and leaves the room]
[groggy] Wilt? [follows him downstairs to the foyer and sees him talking to someone mysterious on the telephone]
[on the telephone] Yeah, that's right. It's me. Bet you'd hoped to never hear from me again, didn't you? It's time we set things straight once and for all! Oh, really? Fine! Fine, then it's on! I'll see you in two days! You can count on it! [slams the phone on the receiver in anger]
[surprised to see Bloo has followed him] Oh! I'm sorry, Bloo. Did I wake you?
Well, yeah...But don't you worry about it. [slings his bindle over his back]
"Don't worry about-?" [walks down a few more stairs to better see what Wilt is doing] What do you mean? Where are you going?!
I did something terrible, and it's time I set things right. [closes the door behind him and leaves the house]
Something...terrible? [hangs his mouth open in shock]
[Next morning; Eduardo, Mac, Coco, Frankie, Bloo, Mr. Herriman, and Madame Foster are all in the room, investigating on what happened the previous night]
Huh. Now if that ain't the pot leadin' the horse to water.
Well, he couldn't have just left.
[opens up Wilt's locker] Look. His locker's empty.
And his toothbrush is gone.
[checking under the bunk beds where Wilt usually sleeps and finds nothing there] Coco coco co co!
No note? No letter? No nothing.
Oh, that's not like him at all.
[At the bus station, Wilt finds a pink little bear imaginary friend named Foofy Woogums in the Lost and Found]
[kindly] Well, hello there, little friend! I'm sorry, but imaginary friends don't belong in the Lost and Found.
FFoofy
But, I am lost. My little girl left me here when she was gonna go visit her grandma… [sniffles sadly] and she never came back to find me. [starts to sob]
Oh, it's okay. I'm sure she'll be back looking for you soon.
FFoofy
But… [sniffs] I've been waiting… [sniffs again] since Christmas.
Chwistmath?! I mean, Christmas? But that was months ago. [Foofy cries harder; picks her up from the box, consoling her] Shh. No, no, no, don't cry. You'll see her again someday. Maybe you could go find her yourself.
FFoofy
But I'm afraid to go all by myself.
[Wilt and Foofy walk up to a pink house and Wilt rings the doorbell and a blonde mother answers it]
SSSara's Mom
Hello? [looks up at Wilt and he holds out Foofy; gasps in surprise] Oh, my gosh! It's Foofy Woogums! She's come home!
SSSara's Dad
[off-screen] What?! Are you serious?!
SSSara's Mom
Yes, yes! Get Sara, quick! [shakes her fists in excitement]
[Sara's Dad walks up to the front door, holding his daughter]
SSara
[gasps with her eyes watering up with joy] Foofy?!
FFoofy
[doing the same] Sara?
[Wilt and Sara's Dad both set Foofy and Sara down and they run up to each other and hug, spinning around]
SSara
I never thought I'd see you again!
[As Wilt sits on a bench while waiting for his train to arrive at the station…]
MMan
Excuse me, are you reading that? [points to a magazine that's sitting next to him, with Jordan Michaels on the cover]
Sorry, no. Here you go. [gives the magazine to the him] "Good friend." Hmph. I'm sorry, but...if they only knew.
[The Foster's bus pulls up at Sara's house as Mac and Frankie stand at the doorway]
SSSara's Mom
[as the doorbell rings; weeping while dabbing her teary eyes with a tissue] Just a… minute. [answers the door]
Hello, ma'am. We hate to bother you, but… [Sara's Mom starts tearing up again] Oh, my gosh. Are-are you okay?
[poking out from the bus window; shouting] WILT MUST HAVE ROBBED THEM! HE'S GETTING DESPERATE!
SSSara's Mom
I'm fine. It's just… I love getting visitors. [starts weeping]
Oh, well, uh… We're looking for our friend. He's really tall and red with one arm.
SSSara's Mom
Oh, yes. He was here. [Mac and Frankie smile at each other; sniffs] We took him to the train station.
BEBloo, Eduardo, Douglas, Adam, Nina and Coco
[singing] Coco Coco bo-boco
Banana fana foco foco
Mee mi momo coco!
[Frankie orders to stop singing and Bloo and others continue to sing]
BEBloo, Eduardo, Douglas, Adam, Nina and Coco
[singing] Shut up shut up
Bo butup banana
fana fo futup
me mi mo mutup, mutup!
Frankie, what if we don't catch Wilt at his next stop?
I don't know. But don't worry. We can always try for the next stop until we catch him. As long as there's a trail to follow, we'll find him.
BEBloo, Eduardo, Douglas, Adam, Nina and Coco
[singing again, making Mac and Frankie annoyed] Frankie Frankie
Bo benkie Banana
fo fenkie!
[Meanwhile, Wilt has finished mowing the final lawn in the suburbs with his lawnmower and dozens lawns have been mowed neatly]
Phew. 274 lawns. [stands up] And it only took several hours out of my trip.
[The gang are checking out at a motel after staying for a late night in losing track of Wilt's trail]
[on the phone with Madame Foster while checking out at the front desk] No, Grandma. We didn't find him. We totally lost his trail.
RReceptionist
Checking out?
Yes, thank you. [signing a form] It was really late last night, so we stayed in a motel. I guess there's nothing else to do except come home. Maybe you're right. Maybe he will just come back. I sure hope so. We'll be back this afternoon. Love you, too. [hangs up and puts her phone in her purse; sighs sadly]
Maybe he left some clues! Come on, we gotta try!
NNina
No, wait. The kid's got a point. Maybe there are some clues. His behavior has been sporadic, but what about before he left? Did anyone notice him acting strange?
Well, actually, he was acting really weird at the reunion.
He seemed really tense and uncomfortable and he was smiling really hard like this. [imitates Wilt's strained grin] And he was getting really confused about stuff. Like, he put potato salad in someone's lemonade.
NNina
Mm-hmm... was there anything that might have been triggering this strange behavior? Anything someone was doing or saying?
I don't think so. I was just asking about his creator. I mean, who is his creator anyway?
Al Capone! No… Attila the Hut!
Heck if I know. Did you know that in all the years Wilt has been at the house, Wilt's creator hasn't even once come to the reunion?
Nope. Nobody even knows who he or she is.
NNina
Well, we're going to find out.
AAdam
Thank goodness the internet does not offer anyone any privacy.
DDouglas
I never would have guessed Wilt and his creator were in...Japan!
[The group approaches the arrival/delays board as they arrive at the airport; Most of the flights in and out are marked "delayed"; Flight 724 for Japan shows a blinking "on time" sign and the group rushes towards their designated gate]
AAdam
So, who else wanted first class?
[Cut to the plane flying off towards the sunset]
[off-screen] GODZILLA! WILT'S CREATOR IS GODZILLA!
[off-screen; irritated] WILL YOU GIVE IT A REST ALREADY?!
SStats
Wilt? Oh, my gosh! Wilt, is that you?
SStats
Wilt, it's been so long! So, tell me, what brings you back to the hood?
I've come to see Larry. [walks into the old basketball court] Foul Larry!
FLFoul Larry
[sitting in a corner, wearing a robe] Well, well, well, if it isn't Mr. Sore Loser. You're late.
Sorry. But I had some things to take care of.
FLFoul Larry
It's been 30 years since I whoop your behind. Come back for more?
No thanks. You know what I'm here for, Foul Larry, if that's okay.
FLFoul Larry
A rematch, huh? 'Nother game of 2-on-2? [mocking gasp] Oh, wait! That's right. Your little creator has gone away and left you all alone. [mocking baby talk] Hee hee hee...What do you think you gon' do? You think if you beat me he'll forgive you? He'll take you back? Well, forget it! He don't want you no more! And you know why? 'Cause you let him down. 'Cause you're a loser!
Why don't you prove it? [unties his hobo bindle, revealing a red, white, and blue basketball] Is that okay?
FLFoul Larry
[takes off his robe and throws it aside; approaches Wilt at the center of the court, showing that he's taller than him] Scared, shorty?
[remorsefully] I lost again. I can't believe I lost again. Now he'll never forgive me.
JJordan
Wilt? I'm sorry, but, are you okay?
[Jordan helps his imaginary friend get back up on his feet and the group appears from offscreen]
[surprised] Wha… Guys?! How did you… when did… What are you doing here?
We have been so mucho worried about you!
We've been following you for days!
But you were, like, running all over the place!
[to Jordan, after he saved him] I don't understand. Why'd you come to get me? I lost. I let you down.
JJordan
Let me down? You saved me. [voice-over on flashback] I didn't even know until Stats told me. And your arm and your eye. It was all my fault. I looked everywhere for you, but you disappeared. If I hadn't been so obsessed about that game, you never would have gotten hurt and I never would have lost you. Losing had taught me something, winning isn't everything. Your friends, the people you loved, that's the most important. That's worth sacrificing yourself for. I created you to make me a better ball player, but instead, you made me a better person. [end of flashback] I can't thank you enough.
[Back at Foster's… Stats, Foul Larry, and a few other imaginary friends from Wilt's neighborhood move in while the 5-year creator reunion comes to an end]
SStats
Come on. It's okay. They know you're not a jerk anymore.
FLFoul Larry
[worried] But, what if no little kid wants me?
Are you kidding? A big, strong, tough guy like you? You'll be adopted in a week. [pats Foul Larry's head as he pants like a dog and he happily enters the house]
SStats
See? Being good ain't so bad.
