♪ Every day when you're walking down the street ♪ ♪ Everybody that you meet has an original point of view ♪ (laughing) ♪ And I say hey ♪ Hey!

♪ What a wonderful kind of day ♪ ♪ If we could learn to work and play ♪ ♪ And get along with each other ♪ ♪ You got to listen to your heart, listen to the beat ♪ ♪ Listen to the rhythm, the rhythm of the street ♪ ♪ Open up your eyes, open up your ears ♪ ♪ Get together and make things better ♪ ♪ By working together ♪ ♪ It's a simple message, and it comes from the heart ♪ ♪ Believe in yourself, for that's the place to start ♪ ♪ And I say hey ♪ Hey!

♪ What a wonderful kind of day ♪ ♪ If we could learn to work and play ♪ ♪ And get along with each other ♪ Hey!

♪ What a wonderful kind of day ♪ Hey!

♪ What a wonderful kind of day ♪ Hey!

Hey, D.W.!

Hey!

Whoa... (crash) (bell ringing) ♪ ♪ Good morning, class.

Did everyone enjoy the reading on lichens and liverworts?

Oh, yeah!

They should make a movie.

RATBURN: Excellent.

Then this pop quiz should be a breeze.

(all groaning) BINKY: Come on!

Oh!

(phone ringing with wedding tone) (pushing button) Hello, Patty.

I'm afraid I can't talk right now.

Oh, flower arrangements?

I was thinking of sunflowers.

Yes, sunflowers do look a little silly, but perhaps pink?

Yes, white is more elegant.

Thank you, Patty.

Goodbye.

(pushing button) It was very rude of me to take that call.

But it was important.

Are the flowers on the quiz too?

No, they're for a wedding.

A wedding?

Who's getting married?

(chuckles, wedding music playing, ends abruptly) Me.

(gasping) FRANCINE: "Mr. Ratburn and the Special Someone."

♪ ♪ Teachers don't get married.

It's just... wrong.

I guess they do have some sort of life outside the classroom.

No, they don't.

When they go home, They sharpen pencils, eat kale, and dream up homework assignments.

(munching) (evilly): A 4,000-word essay on the color grey!

(laughing maniacally) (coughing) They don't even sleep.

They just go into low-power mode and watch documentaries.

That's ridiculous.

But who on earth would want to marry Mr. Ratburn?

(door opens, gasps) RATBURN: How about this table, Patty?

That one has better light.

(all gasping) ♪ ♪ Green tea, steeped for precisely three-and-a-half minutes, an order of dry white toast, and some clean silverware.

(gasping) (awkwardly): Coffee, please.

Now, what did you think of the caterer we met?

That salmon mousse he gave us was delicious.

(scoffs): I wouldn't feed it to a stray cat.

And I don't even like cats.

We'll keep looking.

Patty, not everything about the event has to be, well... perfect.

Nigel, do you really want an A-minus wedding?

I must confess, I expected more of you.

You're too soft, Nigey.

Too easygoing.

We need to toughen you up.

(gasping, Buster munching) You just leave everything to Patty.

(sipping) I said three-and-a-half minutes.

This is two-and-three-quarters.

FRANCINE: We need ideas, people.

Ideas!

If Mr. Ratburn marries Patty, our lives are toast.

BUSTER: Unbuttered toast.

Like she ordered.

And sent back twice.

She did seem kind of harsh, but we don't really know her.

That's not the point!

She said she was going to toughen Mr. Ratburn up.

Can you imagine what a tougher Mr. Ratburn would be like?

Here's my homework, Mr. Ratburn.

Is that a... misplaced comma?!

Oh!

(gasps) Bad grammar make Ratburn angry!

(roaring) Ratburn give even more homework!

(roaring, Arthur screaming) Okay, how do we stop this wedding?

What if Mr. Ratburn was the exact opposite of what Patty was looking for?

Someone like... this.

BUSTER (gasps): Where did you find that photo?

I made it with HippieMorph.

It's a new app that turns anyone into a hippie.

See?

BUSTER: Wow.

(Muffy pushing button) I really like that look.

Great idea, Muffy.

But just a photo might not be enough.

Here's what we're going to do; we're going to... (whispering) ♪ ♪ ARTHUR (forced): Oh, Buster!

I haven't slept in days!

I think my schoolwork will suffer.

Oh, no!

What is wrong, Arthur?

It's this book.

Kate will never sleep again if we don't read it to her.

But we can't do the characters.

BUSTER: Oh, if only you knew of an actor you could record.

Like someone who did voices for puppets.

(clearing throat): I might be able to help.

♪ ♪ MUFFY: There.

Mr. Ratburn 2.0.

(sipping, door opens) ♪ ♪ (whispering): He's not who you think he is.

♪ ♪ Hmm.

(door opens, closes) RATBURN (on speakers): Oh, little uni-penguin, so soft and sweet.

I love your pretty horn, and your itty-bitty feet.

♪ ♪ Well?

Does she look heartbroken?

Or super angry?

(laughing) ARTHUR: She's laughing.

Now she's sending back the toast.

Something tells me she's not going to call the wedding off.

(sighs): Looks like we'll have to move to Plan B.

You really think this will work?

Sure.

Mr. Ratburn and Ms. Turner are a perfect match.

They both love books and libraries, and... books.

We just have to make him see that she's a much better fit for him than Miss Meanie.

Welcome to Patrick's.

Chocolates for any occasion, or just because you love chocolate.

Free sample?

Mmm.

Mmm.

What is that?

Semi-dark organic Mexican chocolate, hazelnut-flavored caramel, and a hint of orange zest.

I call it the Frida Kahlo.

We'll take it.

Shall I gift wrap it?

Or if it's just for you, I'll give you some napkins and a glass of milk.

(chuckles): No, it's for our teacher.

And our librarian.

Ah, some of my favorite people.

Can I ask what the occasion is?

We're trying to get them to be couple.

Hmm.

I'm a big believer in chocolate, but I'm not sure it can make people fall in love.

We're desperate.

Gotcha.

Well, I hope love wins out.

Good luck.

♪ ♪ (bell ringing) (murmuring) Hey, Mr. Ratburn, there's a special exhibit at the library on liverwurst.

He means liverworts-- you know, the fascinating plant you gave us that super-fun quiz on?

Want to go?

(chuckling): That Ms. Turner.

She makes the best exhibits.

Yeah, I bet there'll be chocolate and non-alcoholic champagne.

I'd love to, but what with the wedding preparations, I'm too busy.

Oh, would you mind returning this library book for me?

♪ ♪ "Love Poems" by Pablo Neruda.

Ooh!

That gives me an idea.

Where's Mr. Ratburn?

(whispering): He couldn't make it.

But Muffy improvised.

Hi, Ms. Turner.

Mr. Ratburn wanted me to return this to you.

Personally.

"My dear Paj Tuner.

"You are a book to me, "A book I can't not put down.

"Will you make me happy?

"And erase this winkled frown?

"Shine on me like the loonely moon above "And together we will build a liberry, "A liberry of love.

Nigal Ratburn."

♪ ♪ (pen scratching) (Ms. Turner clearing throat) Huh?

♪ ♪ "A Beginners Guide to Writing Poetry."

(all sighing) Is there a Plan C?

♪ ♪ Hmm?

MUFFY: We got one too.

It looks like we're all going to a wedding.

Or as I like to think of it, "Dawn of the Toughest Teacher Ever."

There is this part in a wedding where they ask if anybody objects?

Yeah, I saw that on TV!

If someone objects, the wedding is over.

Then the bride flies away on a giant cricket!

Huh?

Huh?

It was in a "Dark Bunny."

But I think the law is accurate.

It might be worth a try.

But we'd have to do it together.

I'm in.

♪ ♪ We care for our teacher, and he deserves to be happy... To be with someone who is nice, kind, fun to be with...

Someone who likes him just the way he is.

For all these reasons, we object to this union.

Ah, the Frenskys.

(gasps) Welcome!

We're so glad you're here.

Especially you.

Nigel considers his students to be part of his family.

I guess that makes us family too.

Ooh!

Ah, the Lundgrens!

Welcome!

Doesn't the bride usually hide until the big moment?

She probably just doesn't trust anyone to do a good enough job.

♪ ♪ Huh?

Huh?

Welcome friends.

Oh, I am so happy to be sharing this day with all of you, especially Nigel's third-grade class.

(coughing) PATTY: Yes?

Is there something you'd like to share?

BUSTER (tentatively): Yes.

We...

Uh... PATTY: Go on.

You can say anything you like.

We... (quickly): ...think this tent looks beautiful.

Thank you.

But nothing is too good for my baby brother Nigey.

(all gasping) (sobbing) Now Rodentia, don't be jealous.

I'll officiate at your wedding too.

(playing "Cello Suite No.

1" by J.S.

Bach) But, if Patty's his sister, then... Who is Mr. Ratburn marrying?

(sobbing) ("Cello Suite No.

1" continues) (dance music playing) Mmm.

(mouth full): This is the best cake I've ever had.

I wonder how many times Patty sent it back?

Who cares?

It was worth it.

Mr. Ratburn is married.

I still can't believe it.

Yep.

It's a brand-new world.

But there's one thing that teachers should never, ever do.

What?

(funk music playing) (crowd cheers) ALL: Dance!

KIDS: And now, a word from us kids.

Hi, my name is London.

MS. MELLO: We are going to be writing letters.

STUDENT: My teacher is Ms. Mello, and she is very nice.

♪ ♪ She just got married.

She married Patrick.

I think it's funny that Mr. Ratburn got married to a Patrick, like my teacher got married to a Patrick.

MS. MELLO: I have a really important person in my life, and you are all really important to me in my life.

And so if those two people are really important in my life, they should probably know each other.

STUDENT 2: We're writing letters to Patrick.

So that he can get to know us.

HELUCA: "Dear Patrick, My name is Heluca, and I love dogs."

"I love sports.

"I also like pizza.

Do you like pizza?"

MS. MELLO: And can anyone guess who might be coming today for a luncheon?

STUDENTS: Patrick!

We're going to see him for the first time.

STUDENT 1: I want to meet Patrick, because he's a important person in Ms. Mello's life.

♪ ♪ STUDENT 3: It's almost time for Patrick.

STUDENTS: Hi, Patrick!

Hi, how are you?

And then he visits every table.

ALL: Hi, Patrick.

Hey, guys, how are we?

We're having a playdate with him.

MS. MELLO: They have lots of questions for you.

What position did you play in college baseball?

First base and outfield.

How old are you?

I am 27 years old.

Are you a teacher?

I am a teacher.

I teach at the Healey School in Somerville.

That's a good job.

Thank you, I agree.

We got to learn more about him.

LONDON: We had a great day, and we made a new friend.

Patrick.

♪ ♪ KIDS: And now, back to "Arthur"!

(electronic music playing on radio) ARTHUR: Mom, can you change the station?

Hey, I like this music!

It sounds like noise.

Sometimes it seems like people can argue about anything.

What happened to the blue cheese dressing?

We got ranch instead.

It's better.

Ranch is gross!

Blue cheese is icky!

And, of course, eventually, no one will care what the argument was even about.

Or will they?

Not ranch dressing again!

Even my droid thinks it's gross.

(beeping angrily) Oh, yeah?

Well, my droid thinks this.

(beeping angrily) That's droid for "icky."

(sighs) BINKY: "The Feud."

♪ ♪ Got you now, Dr. Aardvarkian!

(acceleration sound effect playing) A-hah!

Ooh.

Nice try.

You'll never stop me!

Oh, yeah?

How about that?

(sound effects fade) Hey!

What did you just do?

The machine froze.

Nothing's happening.

♪ ♪ Careful!

Don't unplug it!

Huh?

Did you do that on purpose?

You think I would do that on purpose?

I just thought since I was winning.

(scoffs): You were winning?

Yeah, I had more bonus points.

I still hadn't used my mega-leap.

That's why you froze the screen on purpose.

I wouldn't even know how to do that if I wanted to.

I'm leaving!

♪ ♪ (bird crowing) (Western film music playing) MUFFY: Is that what he told you?

(all gasping) (Western film music continues) (determined exhalation) You froze that on purpose!

I did not!

You knew I was going to win!

Ha!

You couldn't beat me even if you were on level four.

I even gave you a better control set.

You lost!

I didn't lose!

BOTH: Forget it, there's no point talking to you!

♪ ♪ What was that all about?

Buster knew that I had the inside track and that there was no way he could pass me.

BUSTER: We've played 100 times, and Arthur's never beaten me.

So guess what he did?

He reset the game.

On purpose!

No!

He froze the game.

On purpose!

I can't believe it.

(sighing): Some people do things like that when they're losing.

Don't worry, Arthur.

I'm on your side.

Don't worry, Buster, I've got your back.

So Buster unplugged the machine so he wouldn't lose.

FRANCINE: That's not what happened.

Arthur jammed the machine and then blamed Buster.

MUFFY: I don't believe that for a second.

It's just like you to choose sides without hearing the full story.

Oomph.

Can you believe Muffy?

She just leapt to conclusions and sided with Arthur.

What?

Francine's the one who leapt to conclusions.

Arthur's been such a good friend to Buster.

He really deserves better.

If Arthur had just admitted he was wrong, it never would have gotten so out of control.

(Francine and Muffy grunt angrily at each other) ♪ ♪ Buster!

Over here.

This is Team Buster.

That's Team Arthur over there.

Team Arthur?

Oh, don't worry.

Team Buster is just as big.

And we're right.

But why is everyone divided into Team Arthur and Team Buster?

Well, Arthur cheated when you were playing the "Dark Bunny" video game, and we all think cheating is wrong.

Unlike some people.

Now, come on.

MUFFY: Stay away from our fort!

You stay away from our fort.

We were here first.

That's it.

We're building a barricade.

Right here.

Oh, no, you're not!

'Cause we're building a barricade.

And we thought of it first.

♪ ♪ Uh... Why is everyone at separate tables?

Where have you been?

I was absent yesterday.

We're all on Team Buster, because we think Buster won the videogame.

That's Team Arthur.

They all think Arthur won... erroneously, I might add.

So you won't even have lunch together?

Because of a game?

You have to pick a side, Binky.

Muffy's right... for once in her life.

Pick a side.

Buster or Arthur?

Hmm.

Heads means Buster, tails means Arthur.

FRANCINE: No, wait.

We want tails.

Not a chance.

We're tails, and you can't change the rules.

(angrily): Hmm.

Just let me flip the coin.

FERN: Wait.

The coin has to land on the table.

No, Binky has to catch it.

(groans angrily) ♪ ♪ (coin bouncing, rolling) FRANCINE: Heads!

It's not flat.

We won!

Redo!

We won!

Cheater!

It's decided.

I'm joining...

Team Binky.

(groans) I'll finish you, Dark Bunny!

Not so fast!

Will you guys stop fighting?

The Lobmonster is destroying the city!

(roaring) ♪ ♪ (crashing) This calls for some backup!

(whistling) ♪ ♪ (laughing) Two can play at that game!

♪ ♪ Let's get 'em!

(hitting sound effects playing) Guys, the more you fight, the bigger the Lobmonster gets.

(roaring) (crumbling) (crashing) Maybe he's right.

This feud might be a bad idea.

(gasps) (roaring) (screaming) ♪ ♪ (screaming fades) Hey, Buster.

(chuckles awkwardly): Oh, hey, Arthur.

Which fort are we in?

Team Arthur or Team Buster?

I don't know.

I really don't care.

Yeah, me neither.

Whoa.

Yikes, I broke the barricade!

My team will be so upset.

I think it's fixable.

♪ ♪ BUSTER: If you get to level seven, the coins double in value.

ARTHUR: But how do you get to level seven without finding the burglars' safe?

Oh, no!

I just realized.

I don't have any lunch today.

Did you leave it at home?

Nah, I ate it during snack time.

My dad packed a gigantic sandwich.

You can have half.

Cool.

♪ ♪ (gasping) What are you doing?

Accepting food from Arthur?

What's wrong with that?

He was hungry.

Is that what he told you?

Next time, if you need a sandwich, come to someone on your own team.

This feud has gone too far when I can't offer my friend a grilled-vegetable with goat cheese sandwich.

(gulps) This is crazy.

There's got to be something we can do.

Guys, we need a plan.

♪ ♪ BRAIN: We'll put a storage area here to stockpile snowballs.

Hey, you're on our side of the barricade.

I am not!

ARTHUR: Guys, guys, there's a contest for the best snow fort in Elwood City.

The mayor's touring all the playgrounds this afternoon.

The winners get milkshakes at the Sugar Bowl.

Look.

Wow!

All right, Team Buster, let's hop to it.

No more dawdling, Team Arthur.

We're going to win this contest.

I thought they were all going to work together.

So much for our plan.

MUFFY: They're building a gigantic row of columns.

We need something better.

They're building a bridge.

We can't let them beat us.

♪ ♪ You're using our snow!

You don't own the snow.

(cracking, gasping) You did that on purpose.

(angrily): Hmm.

SUE ELLEN: Hey!

What are you doing?

(grunts) (both gasping) (grunting) Look what you did!

There's no way we can win that contest now.

Well, we're out of the running too, thanks to you.

Unless we salvage what we can from each fort.

But that means... We'd have to combine them.

You want us to work with them?

That is not happening.

It might be our only chance.

Two forts combined into one.

Who knows?

It's worth a shot.

♪ ♪ It's beautiful.

Nice arch work.

So when is the mayor going to be here?

ALL: Uh...

I might have an answer to that.

"Mayor" is spelled incorrectly.

And there's a doodle of a wrestler.

I'm getting good at drawing wrestlers.

There is no contest.

We made it up.

Oh, no!

What?

It was the only way to get you to stop feuding.

Maybe we got a little carried away.

I didn't want to eat lunch with you.

But now we've got this fort we all made.

Even though it was Team Arthur that did all the hard work.

What?

Kidding!

Come on, let's build another archway over here.

How about an inside staircase?

Ooh, a secret room back by the tower.

♪ ♪ Remember that snow fort we all built here a few months ago when everyone was arguing?

Oh, yeah!

(both munching) Have you noticed how sometimes an argument is like a sandwich?

Not really.

Yeah, me neither.

That's why we're such good friends.

BUSTER: To watch more "Arthur" and play games with all the Elwood City friends, visit pbskids.org.

You can find "Arthur" books and lots of other books, too, at your local library.

♪ ♪