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.
Yeah, but wolves are mean.
What if Walter likes wolves 'cause he's mean and scary, too?
You mean like a werewolf?
Lester
A... werewolf?!
Yeah. I've heard they're half human and half wolf.
This is so cool. I love eating outside.
Lester
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.]
No! I wanna sit by the swing!
[Marci pulls on her side of the blanket, tugging Stanley and Lester across the ground.]
Lester
No! Let's sit over here!
[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]
Lester
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.
Lester
[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.]
Lester
Peanut butter sandwiches!
I think I heard "sandwich" in there somewhere.
Lester
That was me! Let's eat peanut butter sandwiches!
I don't like peanut butter. I like tuna fish.
Lester
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.]
Lester
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.]
Lester
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!
Lester
[confused] There is?
[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.]
Lester
[panics] Look out!
[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!
Lester
[looks into his jar of peanut butter; gets upset] There's tuna fish in my peanut butter!
[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"?
Lester
'Cuz in this game, you "bawk" like a chicken.
[Lionel leaves, grumbling.]
Lester
No, like this, Lionel! Bawk, bawk, bawk!
I guess he doesn't like chickens.
I know what I don't like. This jar.
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?
[Lionel tries writing his song in his bedroom, but is interrupted by the kids acting like elephants.]
Stanley, what are you doing now?
Playing "Follow the Elephant".
Don't tell me. It's when you pretend you're an elephant and everyone follows you around.
Oh! You've played it before.
No, I haven't played it before, and I don't wanna play now!
It's because you don't like elephants, right?
No. It's because I was busy writing a really cool song, but I keep getting interrupted by monkeys, and chickens, and elephants following each other!
Lester
Uh, actually, the chickens don't follow the monkeys.
Sorry, Lionel, I didn't know.
Well, now you do, so keep it down! [goes back to his bedroom, slamming the door shut]