Stanley · Season 2
[Stanley and his friends are getting ready for their picnic.]
[holding a clipboard] Basket full of tasty treats?
Check.
Mm-hm. A bag full of fun games?
Check.
A big old comfy blanket?
Check.
A group of friends eager for a day of fun and food?
Check!
We have everything we need for our very own picnic.
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.]
Whoa!
Near the flowers!
No! I wanna sit by the swing!
[Marci pulls on her side of the blanket, tugging Stanley and Lester across the ground.]
Whoa!
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]
Mimi! [looks at the torn corner of the blanket] A ripped blanket is no fun either.
[Stanley hears Harry howling and barking from inside the house. He runs out through the dog door, followed by Elsie. Harry yelps as he hits the bag of games, and crashes.]
[winces] Ooh!
[panting] Hey, man! I hope you guys didn't start your picnic without us!
Nope. We haven't started yet.
Per-r-rfect. Wake us up when you're done, then.
[Harry and Elsie fall asleep.]
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.]
Animal crisps!
I want tuna fish!
Peanut butter sandwiches!
[annoyed] Come again?
I think I heard "sandwich" in there somewhere.
That was me! Let's eat peanut butter sandwiches!
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?
Okay.
[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!
[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.]
Whoa!
[panics] Look out!
[The animal crisps fall down around Dennis.]
Oh, my. It's raining cows and sheep. [takes out an umbrella]
What happened?!
The blanket attacked me!
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!
[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.]
OUR PICNIC IS RUINED!!!
[The kids stare at Stanley with shock, while Dennis sinks to his bowl, upset about the situation.]
Well, I know a book that might have the answer.
And I know what that book is.
Yes! Um... My diary.
But is it a great big diary?
With everything inside?
Well, it does have all my thoughts on life... especially how I feel about a certain song!
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