Arthur (Full Episode – HD) The Friend Who Wasn’t There / Surprise! – Season 18, Episode 2

Here’s a sanitized version of the provided YouTube transcript:

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Every day when you’re walking down the street, everybody that you meet has an original point of view. And I say, hey! You got to listen to your heart, listen to the beat, listen to the rhythm of the street. Open up your ears, get together, and make things better by working together. It’s a simple message, and you come from the heart. Believe in yourself; that’s the place to start.

You always have to be in a good mood. Hey, how are you? Oh, how I missed you! Arthur calls me bossy boots, but I’m not bossy, am I? You always have to tell your real friend just what they want to hear, even if it isn’t technically true. You’re as sweet and gentle as a little lamb. I know that brother of mine is a lying meanie. Thanks, Nadine, you can go now.

But the hardest part about being an imaginary friend is someday your friend will outgrow you. The friend who wasn’t there, she’ll love it. Now we just need some matching gloves. Oh, but these are perfect for me! If only we were shopping for my birthday and not for someone else. Here, try these; they match your fur. What are they? Earmuffs? They keep your ears warm. A tail muff? I don’t think they sell those, but we’ll ask.

Hi, DW, who are you talking to? Nadine? No, Francine is the sporty one; this is the rich one. Nadine wants to know if you’ve seen a tail muff around here, preferably with sparkles. Oh, sorry, I asked. No more dad sells used cars, not his flying carpets. I swear there was no one there; it’s like she was talking to a ghost. Did you smell rotten eggs? If not, it probably wasn’t a ghost, but it could have been a very small pixie.

Arthur, has your sister been feeling okay? I think so; she’s just as annoying as usual. I saw her yesterday talking to someone she called Nadine, but there was no Nadine there. Oh, that’s just her imaginary friend.

And I ate a hole in her favorite jeans. They were all about Catherine. I had five imaginary friends: Billy, Snail, Goat, Krumpus, and my favorite, Junior. Then one day they all took a cruise to the Bermuda Triangle and vanished. My bear Stanley was kind of my imaginary friend. How about you, Muffy? Didn’t you have one? Of course, there were tons of them; I just can’t think of their names right now.

Why didn’t I have imaginary friends when I was growing up? Is there something wrong with my imagination? Oh no, Miss Muffy, you come up with the most imaginative ways to spend money. That’s true! Plus, you did have an imaginary friend when you were about three, some creature named Oswald or something like that. Oswald? I don’t remember any Oswald. There are probably pictures of him in the basement. Let’s find them! If I see what he looks like, I bet I’ll remember him. What are we waiting for?

It’s been ages since I’ve been down here. I forgot how huge it was. Yes, it took most of my 30s to organize. Now, if memory serves, I believe those drawings are in aisle 22. Ah, here we are! Now, somewhere in here… yes, no, the pheasant is for tomorrow night. I’ll be right there; I’m needed in the kitchen. Miss Muffy, why don’t you look around, and I’ll join you in a few minutes?

Well, I guess I have to start someplace. I’m free! Oh, thank you, thank you! Give me a hug. Get away; you smell like sardines and old socks! Who are you? Wait, wait, I know this one. No, you’re not; I’m Muffy. Oh, Muffy’s taken. Oh rats, I really love that name! Well, I forgot my real name, so what do you want to call me instead? Rex the Boney? You’re not Oswald, that’s for sure! I’d never have an imaginary friend that was so stinky. Give me a break; I’ve been living in a box for years.

Are we going? We’re not going anywhere; I’m looking for drawings I made of Oswald. Oswald, Oswald, that’s all you ever talk about! Look, don’t you have something better to do than follow me? Well, I guess I could go run and hide. That’s a great idea! So why don’t you just wait? Hide from what? You don’t want to know. Come on!

What was that? Oh, she’s called Pretty Penny. If anything gets out of its box, she hunts it down and stuffs it back in. I better find those drawings quickly. No, no, this is all wrong! Hey, that’s DW! How’d she get down here? We’re supposed to follow a road, not a line on the floor! Give me that map; you’re useless! Ah, if we only had a brain!

You guys look ridiculous! Why are you dressed like that? What’s wrong with the way I’m dressed? Am I rusty? Just because we’re not fashion conscious is no reason to make fun of us. I wasn’t! Oh, forget it. Have you seen any drawings of Oswald? He’s my imaginary friend.

So funny! You’re friends with the great and powerful Oswald? Never in a million years! Oswald is only friends with kids who have an imagination, which you don’t have, so you might as well just give up now! You take that back! She has a huge imagination, bigger than all of yours put together! Ah, it’s a tiny soft elephant! Run away!

Is there anything you’re not afraid of? Why couldn’t I have gone on a quest with dwarves and owls? Come on, let’s find that road before those flying monkeys come back. Thank you for defending me! Hey, what are friends for? So can we have fun now? Huh? We could find a mud puddle and jump in it. You can do whatever you like; I have to find Oswald.

Who dares approach Oswald? You’re my imaginary friend! No, I am what replaced him. You used to play with that imaginary nuisance all the time. Then I arrived in the form of toys, games, gadgets, and I conquered your imagination. Now you’re a mere king and must be put in a box. Yeah, put her down, you big plastic!

Don’t worry, Muffy; I’ll find you, I swear! I don’t want to be in a box! No, no! Sorry for the delay. Oh, I see you found the right box. That’s right; he was an elephant, and his name was Waldo. No, Oswald! It was you! I should have known! I’m sorry I called you stinky.

He was this little pink elephant, and we did everything together, but I didn’t even remember him until just the other day. Cool! So which explorer do you want to be, Illinois Jack or Penny? I kind of feel like just taking a walk. Do you mind playing without me? Let’s build a snow fort! No, a snow mall, and we’ll ride ice bicycles to get from one end to the other! But first, I’m giving you a bath. You may be imaginary, but you still stink!

Well, that’s cologne; it’s called gourmet. All the stuffed elephants are wearing it. She’s talking to no one. Do you think she’s lost her marbles? Nah, she’s just catching up with an old friend.

Sometimes I think it would be really great to be invisible. Hey, what happened to all the cookies? Don’t look at me! Well, they didn’t eat themselves! I stand corrected; you could hear what people were saying about you. Sometimes Francine could be really bossy. You can say that again!

Hey, how did our shoes get tied together like that? But it could also be bad. I know because one time my sister pretended she couldn’t see me for a whole week. Can I have a turn? Is it my turn now? Did you hear something? No! You guys, please! My turn! Must have been the wind.

It wasn’t very nice, but now’s my chance to get her back. Surprise! Your sister likes horses! Why don’t you get a horse for her birthday? Muffy, I can’t afford a horse! Plus, horses are really hard to wrap! You could make her a present; just don’t make her clothes. Last year, DW made me a hat out of a swim cap and some loofahs, and my mom made me wear it. Happy birthday, Arthur!

Hey, Arthur, my dad needs his car washed; can I use your head? Plus, it gave me this weird rash! Well, Catherine is turning 16. Whatever I give her has to be perfect! I’ve been thinking about this bowling party. I hope Catherine doesn’t mind losing to me on her birthday.

Frankie, your sister and I had a talk today, and well, she’s a junior in high school now. I know, I’m practically an adult! Well, the thing is, she wants the party to be for her and her friends. Oh, I can stand them for one night! I mean, she wants it to be only kids her age.

I don’t understand; it’s just for older kids. I don’t understand what you’re saying. You’re not invited to the party! What? Oh, wait! Are you saying I’m not invited to the party? Now, sweetie, you have to try to be grown up about this. We’ll see about this, Francine! If you think you can have a party without me, you can eat a slug sandwich!

Dad, the third grader got loose! You know what? Maybe I’ll have a party, and only cool people can come! Sorry! Oh, where’s the petting zoo? Cool! Dad, Catherine’s being ironic! I’m trying to study! Francine, leave your sister alone!

Now look, I know this is difficult, but sometimes your sister needs to be around kids her own age. Why is everyone on her side? Friday is your sister’s special day; she’s turning 16. That only happens once! We all want her to have the kind of day she wants, one without me, you mean?

If you ask me, you’re lucky you’re not going to a bowling party with pizza! Ah, how boring! Sounds pretty good to me! Me too! I love pizza! Oh, uh, no! I mean, I used to love pizza, but it isn’t really that good anymore. This has to be the meanest thing she’s ever done, and she’s done a lot, believe me! One time, she told me there was a monster that lived in the tub!

Francine, that time… gotten into her! Francine is a piazza! What’s a piazza? You guys are about as funny as chickenpox! Oh, nice one, piazza! Or should I say clown? One time, she invited me to play freeze tag with her friends. Freeze!

Hello? Anyone there? That’s mean! I have to remember that! You know what? You should give her a taste of her own medicine so she knows how it feels! Oh, I know! First, you get a big piece of the stinkiest cheese in the entire world! When she’s not looking, you slip the cheese in the pocket of what she’ll be wearing!

When she arrives… come back here! It’ll be the worst birthday ever! Where on earth would I get a piece of woo balloon? I have a whole wheel of it in my room! Hey, that’s weird! I think she noticed the smell coming from her pocket! Well, I can’t think of everything! Oh, I know what you should do; it’s perfect! It’s so simple!

The night before the party… hey everyone, watch this! How was the party? Right? Not exactly! How would the glue stay wet that long? And how do I know which bowling ball she’d pick? Huh? I have great ideas, but reality always gets in the way!

You know the real reason she doesn’t want you there? She just wants to be around boys! Oh, Sean! I love you, Sean! Oh wait, I got it! I totally know what you should do! What? Okay, first, you need a handwriting expert! Perfect! Then tomorrow night, this one is for my sister, and the other one is for Sean; he’s the one who looks like a rodent!

Meet me in back, Sean! We have visual! Good work! Audio check! All systems go! Going live now! Oh, Sean! Kiss me! That’s perfect! Only, I don’t think there’s a hallway at the bowling alley or security cameras! But maybe there is a way!

Francine and Frensky, what are you thinking? Wait and see! Wait and see!

Attention everyone, may I have your attention please? I hope you’re all having a wonderful time at my sister’s party! Francine, where is she? In honor of this big day, I have something I’d like to read. What are you doing? Get out of there! I’m sure you’ll enjoy hearing a few meaningful passages from a very special book: my diary!

So what happened? Did people laugh like crazy? I’d definitely laugh like crazy! Well, it didn’t exactly go the way I planned. I was feeling pretty great because I remembered all the pranks Catherine played on me, and while I was thinking about those things, I sort of remembered how I felt. Never mind! Happy birthday, Catherine!

After all, it was bad enough she had to have a party with her friends. Uh, anything about me in there? She even said we could go bowling together once I’m done being grounded, which will be around my 16th birthday. I’m proud of you, Francine Frensky! You’re so much nicer than me! I would have totally read it! Well, wait, you didn’t read it, did you? No, but Captain Love, Sean!

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