[On a late winter's day, Stanley takes Dennis outside.]
It's awfully chilly out here, Stanley. What is it you wanted to show me?
[Stanley sees a giant pile of melted snow before him.]
[Marci and Mimi come running.]
MMarci
What's the matter, Stanley?
Look at Dennis' surprise!
Well, I must say, I am surprised, Stanley. And I'm sure you know how much I appreciate, um... big... snow... lumps.
But yesterday, it was a giant snow goldfish!
It looked just like you, Dennis!
MMarci
Only bigger, of course.
[Stanley kicks the melted snow pile in frustration.]
No need to apologize. Snow tends to melt quite quickly in late winter.
Yeah, and turn to mucky, ucky slush!
MMarci
It's no fun playing outside anymore.
You said it. It takes forever to put on a snowsuit.
And this stupid cap. And then there's nothing to do except watch everything melt and get muddy.
MMarci
I want it to be spring right now.
That would be lovely, of course. But I'm afraid it's not gonna happen overnight.
I don't get it. Why did Walter want to work alone? Does he not like us or something?
I don't think he likes anybody. Look!
[Walter is walking by himself.]
I don't know, Mimi. He likes wolves.
MMarci
Yeah, but wolves are mean.
What if Walter likes wolves 'cause he's mean and scary, too?
MMarci
Or what if he is a wolf?
You mean like a werewolf?
Yeah. I've heard they're half human and half wolf.
[Stanley and his friends are getting ready for their picnic.]
[holding a clipboard] Basket full of tasty treats?
Mm-hm. A bag full of fun games?
A group of friends eager for a day of fun and food?
We have everything we need for our very own picnic.
MMarci
This is so cool. I love eating outside.
Yeah! Outside tastes great!
First thing we need to do is set up. Here. Everybody take a corner of the blanket so we can lay it down.
[The kids each move a corner of the blanket, when Mimi sees the flowerbed on her side.]
No, Stanley! I wanna sit here!
[Mimi tugs on the blanket, pulling Stanley.]
MMarci
No! I wanna sit by the swing!
[Marci pulls on her side of the blanket, tugging Stanley and Lester across the ground.]
[worried] Oh, be careful with the blanket.
[irritated; tugging on her side of the blanket] No, the grass is wet there! A wet blanket is no fun!
[Lester grunts as he tugs harder on his side of the blanket, until a corner of it tears. Lester is flung backwards]
Mimi! [looks at the torn corner of the blanket] A ripped blanket is no fun either.
Come on, guys. We can't pull the blanket in different directions. We gotta work together.
[sets a corner of the blanket down] Nah. This is good enough. [sits down] Let's just eat.
[fits a handkerchief around his neck] Well. Now what shall we eat?
[The kids all talk at once.]
Peanut butter sandwiches!
I think I heard "sandwich" in there somewhere.
That was me! Let's eat peanut butter sandwiches!
MMarci
I don't like peanut butter. I like tuna fish.
You know, I invented peanut butter sandwiches. It's kinda like peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, but you leave out the jelly. You're gonna love it.
[Stanley takes out the animal crisps as he stares at Lester with confusion.]
Can I have the other slice now, Marci?
[However, Marci hands Lester the slice of bread with tuna fish on it, rather than a matching half of peanut butter. Lester slaps both halves of the sandwich together.]
There. A perfect peanut butter sandwich. Take a bite, Stanley.
Thanks, Lester. [takes a bite of the sandwich and reacts with shock and disgust] Yuck! There's tuna fish in here!
MMarci
[also confused] Uh... Yeah. What do you think is in the tuna fish sandwich? Peanut butter?
Here, Stanley. Wash it down with some tea.
[Stanley takes a sip from the teacup, only to find out it's empty.]
Uh, Mimi, there's no tea in here.
[pretends to take a sip from her teacup] Yeah. It's pretend tea, Stanley.
Maybe we should decide what to eat together.
[disgusted] I hope it's not peanut butter and tuna fish. [sniffs the sandwich] I don't think they go together. Yuck!
[She tosses the sandwich aside. It lands next to Lester, who looks down at it with confusion.]
No, I mean... [sighs] Let's just eat the animal crisps, okay? They're nice and easy.
[However, when Stanley gets up to give his friends the animal crisps, he trips on a folded section of the blanket, knocking into his friends, dumping the food everywhere.]
[The animal crisps fall down around Dennis.]
Oh, my. It's raining cows and sheep. [takes out an umbrella]
Look at this mess! The blanket's ripped and there's food everywhere!
[looks into his jar of peanut butter; gets upset] There's tuna fish in my peanut butter!
MMarci
[looks into her tray of tuna fish; gets angry] There's peanut butter in my tuna fish!
[Stanley loses his temper and jumps up and down with rage.]
[The kids stare at Stanley with shock, while Dennis sinks to his bowl, upset about the situation.]
[Lionel tries writing his song in the kitchen, but is interrupted by the kids acting like chickens.]
Stanley, what are you doing now?!
Playing "Follow the Chicken".
Yeah. That's when you act like a chicken, and everyone follows you around. Wanna play?
If I didn't want to play "Follow the Monkey", what makes you think I'd wanna play "Follow the Chicken"?
'Cuz in this game, you "bawk" like a chicken.
[Lionel leaves, grumbling.]
No, like this, Lionel! Bawk, bawk, bawk!
I guess he doesn't like chickens.
I know what I don't like. This jar.
MMarci
It's not that bad, is it?
It's terrible! I miss my home!
Dennis really doesn't like being in this mayonnaise jar.
I know just what he needs.
What do I look like, a gherkin?