[Napoleon Sighs]
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Random Kid:
What are you gonna do today Napoleon?
Napoleon:
Whatever I feel like I want to do. Gosh!

Teacher:
Your current event Napoleon.

Napoleon:
Last week, Japanese scientists explaced- placed explosive detonators at the bottom of Lake Loch Ness to blow Nessie out of the water. Sir Curt Godfrey of the Nessie Alliance summoned the help of Scotland's local wizards to cast a protective spell over the lake and it's local residents and all those who seek for the peaceful existence of our underwater ally.

Don:
Hey, Napoleon, what'd you do all last summer again?

Napoleon:
I told you. I spent it with my uncle in Alaska hunting wolverines.

Don:
Did you shoot any?

Napoleon:
Yes, like 50 of 'em. They kept tryin' to attack my cousins. What the heck would you do in a situation like that?

Don:
What kind of gun did you use?

Napoleon:
A frickin' 12-gauge. What do you think?

Randy:
You think you're funny? Just watch you step.

Napoleon:
But I didn't--[Indistinct]


Napoleon:
Hey, could I use your guys's phone for a sec?

Receptionist:
Is there anything wrong?

Napoleon:
I don't feel very good.

Kip:
Hi

Napoleon:
Is Grandma There?

Kip:
No, she's getting her hair done.

Napoleon:
[Sighs]

Kip:
What do you need?

Napoleon:
Can you just go get her for me?

Kip:
I'm really busy right now.

Napoleon:
Well, just tell her to come get me.

Kip:
Why?

Napoleon:
'Cause I don't feel good.

Kip:
Well, have you talked to the school nurse?

Napoleon:
No, she doesn't know anything. Will you just come get me?

Kip:
No.

Napoleon:
Well, will you do me a favor then?

Kip:
What?

Napoleon:
Can you bring me my ChapStick?

Kip:
No, Napoleon

Napoleon:
But my lips hurt real bad.

Kip:
Just borrow some from the school nurse. I know she has, like, five sticks in her drawer.

Napoleon:
I'm not gonna use hers, you sicko.

Kip:
See ya. [Dial Tone]

Napoleon:
[Groans] Idiot!

Woman on P.A.:
David Dempke, please come to the office. David Dempke.

Principal:
You do understand English? This isn't that complex. Look, the cafeteria's down the hall to the right and downstairs.

Napoleon:
Hey, is that a new kid or something?

Principal:
Napoleon, this is Pedro. Would you mind showing him where his locker is?

Napoleon:
Sure. Come on.


Napoleon:
You know, there's, like, a buttload of gangs at this school. This one gang kept wanting me to join 'cause I'm pretty good with a bo staff. Do you ride the bus to school?

Pedro:
No. I ride by bike.

Napoleon:
What kind of bike do you have?

Pedro:
It's a Sledgehammer.

Napoleon:
Dang! You got shocks, pegs. Lucky! You ever take it off any sweet jumps?

Napoleon:
You got, like, three feet of air that time. Can I try it really quick? [Groans] Dang it!

Kip:
I love the way...
your sandy hair...
floats in the air.
To me it's like a lullaby.
I'm just flying by,
oh, so high...
like a kite tied to a stake.

Grandma:
How was school?

Napoleon:
The worst day of my life. What do you think?

Grandma:
Well, I want you to go see if Tina wants some of this.

Napoleon:
[Sighs]

Kip hasn't done flipping anything today.

Grandma:
Look, tonight me and your--
Kip, listen!

Kip:
What?

Grandma:
Tonight me and your aunt are gonna go visit some friends and we're not gonna be back till tomorrow. We're gettin' a little low on steak, so I got Lyle comin' over tomorrow to take care of it.

Napoleon:
Well, what's there to eat?

Grandma:
Knock it off, Napoleon. Make yourself a dang quesadilla!

Napoleon:
Fine!

Grandma:
I'll be back tomorrow.

Napoleon:
Stay home and eat all the freakin' chips, Kip!

Kip:
Napoleon, don't be jealous that I've been chatting online with babes, all day. Besides, we both know I'm training to become a cage fighter.

Napoleon:
Since when, Kip? You have the worst reflexes of all time.

Kip:
Try and hit me, Napoleon.

Napoleon:
What?

Kip:
I said come down here and see what happens if you try and hit me.

Napoleon:
Such an idiot!

Kip:
Let me see what your best move is.

Napoleon:
[Sighs]
[Doorbell Rings]

Napoleon:
I'll go get it.
[Napoleon slaps Kip]

Kip:
Geez!


Deb:
Um, hello. Would you like to look like this?

Napoleon:
This is a girl.

Deb:
Because for a limited time only glamour shots by Deb are 75% off.

Napoleon:
I already get my hair cut at the Cuttin' Corral.

Deb:
Well, maybe you'd be interested in some home-woven handicrafts.

Rex:
I'm Rex, founder of the Rex Kwon Do Self-Defense System. After one week with me in my dojo, you'll be prepared to defend yourself with the strength of a grizzly... the reflexes of a puma... and the wisdom of a man. So come down today for your free trial lesson!
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Deb:
In here we have some boondoggle key chains. A must-have for this season's fashion.

Napoleon:
I already made, like, a finity of those at Scout camp. a finity - infinity

Deb:
Well, is anyone else here? I'm trying to earn money for college.

Kip:
Your mom goes to college.

Napoleon:
Tina, you fat lard. Come get some dinner.
[Tina Grunts]

Napoleon:
Tina, eat. Eat the food.
[Tina Grunts]

Napoleon:

Eat the food!
[Tina Grunting]

Kip:
It'd be nice if you could pull me into town.

Rex:
My name is Rex, and if you study with my eight-week program you will learn a system of self defense that I developed over two seasons of fighting in the Octagon. It's called Rex Kwon Do! I need a volunteer.
[Kip raises hand]

Rex:
Okay, you'll do. Come up here. Bow to your sensei. Bow to your sensei! Okay. Now I'm gonna give you one chance. One chance, people. Give me your best shot. All right. That was pretty good. Okay. Now, watch this everybody. Grab my arm. The other arm. My other arm. Okay, now watch this. I'm just gonna break the wrist and walk away. Break the wrist, walk away.
[Rex hits Kip in the wrist]

Kip:
Geez!

Rex:
Okay. It's just that simple. Now, I want you to kick me. Come on. Kick me. Okay, do it again. Do it again.

Kip:
Ouch.

Rex:
Okay. You'll block it every time. Have a seat. Now, in addition to what you just saw if you study with my eight-week program, you're gonna learn these things. First off... Rex Kwin Do, we use the buddy system. No more flyin' solo. You need somebody watching your back at all times! Second off, you're gonna learn to discipline your image. Do you think I got where I am today because I dress like Peter Pan here? Take a look at what I'm wearing, people. Do you think anybody wants a roundhouse kick to the face while I'm wearin' these bad boys? Forget about it. Last off, my students will learn about self-respect. Do you think anybody thinks I'm a failure because I go home to Starla at night? Forget about it! Now, for only $300, you can sign up right now for my eight-week program.


Kip:
Well, that place was a rip-off.
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Napoleon:
Hey, Lyle.
[Cow Moos]

Lyle:
Nothin' on here works smooth.
[Gunshot]
[School Bus Full of Kids Screaming]
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Napoleon:
So me and you are pretty much friends by now, right?

Pedro:
Yes.

Napoleon:
So, you got my back and everything?

Pedro:
What?

Napoleon:
Never mind. Have you heard about the dance?

Pedro:
Yes.

Napoleon:
Have you met anyone to ask yet?

Pedro:
No. But I probably will after school.

Napoleon:
Who you gonna ask?

Pedro:
That girl over there.

Napoleon:
Summer Wheatly? How the heck are you gonna do that?

Pedro:
Build her a cake or something.

Napoleon:
Yeah, my old girlfriend from Oklahoma was gonna fly out here for the dance but she couldn't 'cause she's doing some modeling right now.

Pedro:
Is she hot?

Napoleon:
See for yourself.

Pedro:
Wow.

Napoleon:
Yeah, I took her to the mall to get some glamour shots for her birthday one year.

Pedro:
I like her bangs.

Napoleon:
Me too.
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Napoleon:
How long did it take you to grow that mustache?

Pedro:
A couple of days.

Napoleon:
I wish I could grow one. Are you gonna eat your Tots?

Pedro:
No.

Napoleon:
Can I have 'em?
[Pedro Nods]

Napoleon:
You see that girl over there? She came over to my house the other day.

Pedro:
Why?

Napoleon:
I don't know, but she left all this crap on my porch.

Pedro:
She's pretty good-looking.

Napoleon:
Do you dare me to go talk to her?

Pedro:
Sure.
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Napoleon:
I see you're drinking one-percent. Is that 'cause you think you're fat? 'Cause you're not. You could be drinking whole if you wanted to. Well, I have all your equipment in my locker. You should probably come get it 'cause I can't fit my numchucks in there anymore.

Deb:
Where's your locker?
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Napoleon:
Hey, can I have one of your key chains?
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Rico:
Hello?
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Randy:
Napoleon, give me some of your Tots.

Napoleon:
No, go find your own.

Randy:
Come on. Give me some of your Tots.

Napoleon:
No. I'm freakin' starved. I didn't get to eat anything today.
[Napoleon Groans}

Napoleon:
G-- Gross. Freakin' idiot!
[Napoleon Sighs]
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Napoleon:
Tina, come get some ham.
[Tina Grunts]
[Vehicle Approaching]
[Napoleon Sighs]

Napoleon:
What are you doing here, Uncle Rico?

Rico:
Your grandma took a little spill at the sand dunes today, broke her coccyx.

Napoleon:
What? Since when does she go to the dunes?

Rico:
Looks like there's a lot you don't know about her.
[Tina Grunts]
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Kip:
So, when's Grandma coming back?

Rico:
I don't know. Not sure.

Napoleon:
You don't have to stay here with us. We're not babies.

Rico:
[Laughs]
Talk to your Auntie Caroline.

Napoleon:
Well, Kip is, like, 32 years old.

Kip:
I don't mind if you stay.

Rico:
Oh. Thanks, Kip.

Napoleon:
What the flip was Grandma doin' at the sand dunes?

Rico:
She was on a date...with her boyfriend.

Napoleon:
Boyfriend?

Rico:
Hey, you guys want to see my video?
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Rico:
[Chuckles]
So, what do you think?

Kip:
It's pretty cool, I guess.

Rico:
Oh. Man, I wish I could go back in time. I'd take state.

Napoleon:
This is pretty much the worst video ever made.

Kip:
Napoleon, like anyone can even know that.

Rico:
You know what, Napoleon? You can leave.

Napoleon:
You guys are retarded.

Rico:
Hah! Hey, check that out.

Kip:
So, you and Tammy still together?

Rico:
No. Not really.
Kip:
Why is that?
Rico:
Well...she's jealous. Says I'm livin' too much in '82.
Kip:
Really?
Rico:
Well, I dumped her. What about your girlfriend?
Kip:
Well, things are gettin' pretty serious right now. I mean, we chat online for, like, two hours every day... so I guess you could say things are gettin' pretty serious. I'm just really tryin' to raise a few bucks right now so I can bring her around for a few days.
Rico:
Yep. Well, what's she look like?
Kip:
She's uh-- she's got sandy blonde hair. She's, uh, pretty-look-- pretty good-looking face, but... I'm just gettin' really-- just kinda T.O.'d because, I mean, she hasn't even sent me a full body shot yet.
Rico:
Hey, you know... I got a little project... that we might be able to make a little moola with.
Kip:
Really? That sounds pretty good.
Rico:
Have you ever heard of nylon polymer?
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Napoleon:
Go for it.
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Rico:
Back in '82, I used to be able to throw a pigskin a quarter mile.
Kip:
Are you serious?
Rico:
I'm dead serious. Watch this.
[Napoleon Groans]
Napoleon:
What the heck are you doing?
Kip:
That's what I'm talkin' about.
Pedro:
I better go.
[Rico Chuckles]
Rico:
How much you want to make a bet I can throw a football over them mountains? Yeah. If coach would've put me in fourth quarter... we'd have been state champions, no doubt. No doubt in my mind. You better believe things would have been different. I'd have gone pro...in a heartbeat. I'd be makin' millions of dollars and... livin' in a... big ol' mansion somewhere. You know, soakin' it up in a hot tub with my soul mate. Kip, I reckon you know a lot about cyberspace. Y-You ever come across anything like time travel?
Kip:
Easy. I've already looked into it for myself.
Rico:
Right on. Right on.
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Summer:
Is Pedro here today?
Napoleon:
I don't think so. Why?
Summer:
Just wondering. Can you, uh, give this to him for me?
Napoleon:
Okay. Hey, Summer, you want to play me?
Summer:
Mm-mmm.
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Napoleon:
Ow. God.
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Deb:
What are you drawing?
Napoleon:
A liger.
Deb:
What's a liger?
Napoleon:
It's pretty much my favorite animal. It's like a lion and a tiger mixed. Bred for its skills in magic.
Deb:
Hmm.
[Sighs]
Where's your friend?
Napoleon:
I don't know. Did you see him today?
Deb:
No.
Napoleon:
Neither did I.
Deb:
Do you need a ride?
Napoleon:
No. I missed the bus today, but my uncle's coming to get me.
Deb:
Oh.
[Horn Honks]
Napoleon:
See ya.
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Rico:
Right. I-- I think just a little bit east of the cementery is a good little area right here. We should do it there. Don't go down here, 'cause they don't have any money.
Kip:
So, how long are we talkin' about workin'?
Rico:
What are you-- You're already losing your steam?
Kip:
No. I just-- I have a chat room meeting at four. I gotta be back here by then.
Rico:
All right, you just start a little earlier. That's all.
Kip:
All right.
Rico:
Or else work afterwards. How long's the chat room?
Kip:
Geez, sometimes up to three, four hours maybe. Maybe not. I don't know.
Rico:
You-- You pay the bills for that? Does that cost money every time you're on, like for minutes on the phone?
Kip:
Yeah. Grandma's still payin' per minute. She gets kind of pissed at me sometimes 'cause I'm on there so long.
Rico:
I'll bet she does. I'll tell you somethin', i'd be throwin' you out the window.
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Woman:
Bueno.
Napoleon:
Hello?
Woman:
Who's this?
Napoleon:
Napoleon Dynamite.
Woman:
Who?
Napoleon:
Napoleon Dynamite. I'm one of Pedro's best friends.
Woman:
Your name is Napoleon?
Napoleon:
Yes. Is Pedro there?
Woman:
No, he's not here right now.
Napoleon:
Okay, bye.
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Rico:
See, Crystal Street. That's for you. I'm goin' to Adams Park. They got some money in Adams Park.
Napoleon:
What?
Rico:
Let's go, Kipper. I think we should take this some place a little more private.
Kip:
That's a good idea.
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Kip:
Please. Please. Be good to me. Please, keep going. Dead on. Dead on. Yes!
Rico:
Before we get started on our new project, I have a few concerns. First off, I'm concerned about your transportation situation. I mean, do you--you got a car you can borrow from someone?
Kip:
Well, that's the problem right now. At the moment, nothing comes to mind.
Rico:
You can borrow my van for the time being. I-- I do better on foot anyway. We also need some way to make us look official, like we got all the answers.
Kip:
How about some gold bracelets?
Rico:
We need, like, some name tags with our picture on it, all laminated and whatnot. I mean, we gotta look legit, man.
Kip:
That's true. That's true.
Rico:
Say, you know of a-- a place we can get our picture taken, like, a-- a photo store?
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Deb:
Okay. Turn your head on more of a slant. Now, make a fist and slowly ease it up underneath your chin. This is looking really good.
Kip:
You can say that again.
Deb:
Okay, hold still right there. Now, just image you're weightless. You're in the middle of the ocean...surrounded by tiny little sea horses.
[Shutter Clicks]
Deb:
That was the one. I think that's gonna come out really nice.
Rico:
[Chuckles]
Uh, you did it? Wow. Wow, that felt really relaxed. Thanks, Deb.
[Chuckles]
You're up, Kip.
Kip:
Is there some kind of vest that I can wear?
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Napoleon:
Where have you been?
Pedro:
I got sick.
Napoleon:
Has Summer said anything to you yet?
Pedro:
No, not yet.
Napoleon:
Well, she said no.
Pedro:
She did? Well, what about that other girl?
Napoleon:
What other girl?
Pedro:
The one that left all that crap on your porch.
Napoleon:
You mean Deb?
Pedro:
Yes, her.
Napoleon:
What about her?
Pedro:
Well, I asked her out, too.
Napoleon:
What?
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Napoleon:
Well, nobody's gonna go out with me.
Pedro:
Have you asked anybody yet?
Napoleon:
No, but who would? I don't even have any good skills.
Pedro:
What do you mean?
Napoleon:
You know, like numchuck skills, bow hunting skills, computer hacking skills. Girls only want boyfriends who have great skills.
Pedro:
Aren't you pretty good at drawing, like, animals and warriors and stuff?
Napoleon:
Yes. Probably the best that I know of.
Pedro:
Just draw a picture of the girl you want to take out, and give it to her for, like, a gift or something.
Napoleon:
That's a pretty good idea.
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Rico:
Now, if you invest in the 24-piece set I'm gonna throw in a little gift.
Man:
So, what's the gift?
Rico:
I bet you folks don't have one of these.
Woman:
I want that.
Rico:
You see, this ain't your run-of-the-mill "crapper-ware." These are some serious "NuPont" fiber-woven bowls.
Man:
So, if we purchase the 24-piece set...the mini sailboat is included?
Rico:
That's correct, sir. Lance, you look like a strong young pup. Why don't you see if you can give that a nice tear. Don't hurt yourself now.
Man:
I can't do it. Can't.
Rico:
So, uh...how does the "dealio" sound to you?
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Kip:
Dang it.
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Napoleon:
Is Trisha here?
Trisha's Mom:
Oh, I'm sorry, she's not. She's at a friend's house right now.
Rico:
Well, hey, Napoleon. Napoleon's my nephew.
Trisha's Mom:
Oh, that's nice.
Napoleon:
Could you just give this to her for me?
Trisha's Mom:
I certainly could.
Napoleon:
Thanks.
Trisha's Mom:
Bye-bye.
Rico:
Poor kid. I've been takin' care of him while his grandma's in the hospital. He still wets the bed and everything.
Trisha's Mom:
You're kidding.
Rico:
Yeah, he's a tender little guy. He still gets beat up and whatnot. Anyway, uh...so we still feelin' pretty good about this, uh, 32-piece set here?
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Kip:
Ow!
Napoleon:
What the crap was Uncle Rico doin' over at my girlfriend's house?
Kip:
Napoleon, let go of me! I think you're bruisin' my neck meat!
Napoleon:
Fine. What the heck are you guys doin'? Tryin' to ruin my life and make me look like a friggin' idiot?
Kip:
I'm out makin' some sweet moola with Uncle Rico. Geez, I think you ripped my mole off.
Napoleon:
I did?
Kip:
Yeah, is it bleeding?
[Door Opens]
Napoleon:
A little bit.
Rico:
Hey, Kip. I wish you wouldn't look at me like that, Napoleon.
Napoleon:
I wish you'd get out of my life and shut up.
Rico:
I'm gonna tell you somethin' right now. While you're out there playin' patty-cake with your friend Pedro, your Uncle Rico... is makin' 120 bucks.
Napoleon:
I could make that much money in five seconds.
Kip:
Geez. Yeah, right, Napoleon. I made, like, 75 bucks today.
Rico:
Napoleon, it looks like you don't have a job. So why don't you get out there and feed Tina.
Napoleon:
Why don't you go eat a "decroded" piece of crap.
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Napoleon Dynamite's Voice Reading Letter:
There's a lot more where this came from if you go to the dance with me. Yours truly, Napoleon Dynamite.
Trisha's Mother:
You know you're gonna go to that dance with that boy.
Trisha:
[Groans]
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Farmer:
By noon I need them 8,000 hens moved into their new cages. Sometimes they don't want to cooperate. But you give 'em a good shakin', they'll settle down for ya.
Napoleon:
Do the chickens have large talons?
Farmer:
Do they have what?
Napoleon:
Large talons.
Farmer:
I don't understand a word you just said. Okay, you meet me back here about noon, and, uh we'll have a little lunch waitin' for ya.
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[Chickens Clucking]
Napoleon:
Ew!
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Farmer:
[Slurps]
Well, dig in.
Lyle:
Over there, in that pig pen, I found a couple of Shoshoni arrowheads.
Napoleon:
[Gags]
Farmer:
[Refreshing Sigh]
Can't find my checkbook. Hope you don't mind I pay you in change.
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Napoleon:
Six dollars. That's, like, a dollar an hour.
[Phone Rings]
Napoleon:
Hello?
Trisha:
Hi. Is Napoleon there?
Napoleon:
Yes.
Trisha:
Can I talk to him?
Napoleon:
You already are.
Trisha:
Oh. Napoleon, this is Trisha. I'm just calling to tell you that...I can go to the dance with you. And also, I wanted to thank you for the beautiful drawing you did of me. It's hanging in my bedroom.
Napoleon:
Really? Took me, like, three hours to finish the shading on your upper lip. It's probably the best drawing I've ever done.
Trisha:
Yeah, it's really...nice.
Napoleon:
Yeah, well, I'll probably pick you up at 6:00 for the dance. Is that okay?
Trisha:
That's fine.
Napoleon:
K, bye.
Trisha:
Bye.
[Groans]
Pedro:
Who was that?
Napoleon:
Trisha.
Pedro:
Who's she?
Napoleon:
My woman I'm takin' to the dance.
Pedro:
Do you draw her a picture?
Napoleon:
Heck, yes, I did!
Pedro:
Well, what are you going to wear to the dance?
Napoleon:
Just, like, a silk shirt or something. What are you gonna wear?
Pedro:
Deb has something for me. But you should probably get s suit.
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Napoleon:
Pedro, how do you feel about that one?
Pedro:
It looks nice.
Napoleon:
Yeah. It looks pretty sweet. It looks awesome. That suit, it's--it's incredible.
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Napoleon:
I need you to give me a ride in an hour.
Rico:
[Sighs]
Where to?
Napoleon:
The dance.
Rico:
You takin' my client's daughter?
Napoleon:
Yes. We need to pick her up too.
Rico:
Well, Uncle Rico's got a sale to finalize in Bonita in five minutes.
Napoleon:
Well, can you just take me and then drop me off when you're done or whatever?
Rico:
[Exhales]
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Rico:
Well, I'll be back in a minute. Don't disturb me while I'm in there.
Napoleon:
Well, hurry up, 'cause I gotta get Trisha.
Rico:
Hi. I got your 24-piece set right here.
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Napoleon:
So you guys are, like, Pedro's cousins with all the sweet hookups?
Pedro's Cousin #1:
Si, bon.
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Napoleon:
Is Trisha here?
Trisha's Dad:
Who's that in my driveway?
Napoleon:
That's my ride.
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Napoleon:
Do you wanna go over by my friend Pedro and dance really quick?
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Pedro:
Napoleon, when did you get here?
Napoleon:
Just a couple minutres ago. Have you guys seen Trisha anywhere?
Deb:
No.
Napoleon:
Oh. She probably just went to the bathroom. Are you guys having a killer time?
Deb:
Yes.
Pedro:
If you can't find Trisha, I'll let you dance with Deb for a few songs.
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Napoleon:
I like your sleeves. They're real big.
Deb:
Thank you. I made them myself.
Napoleon:
So you and Pedro are getting really serious now?
Deb:
No. We're just friends.
Napoleon:
Huh. How are your glamour shots been going lately?
Deb:
Pretty good. I could do a personal portrait sometime...if you wanted to come over.
Napoleon:
Okay.
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Pedro:
Do you think people will vote for me?
Napoleon:
Heck, yes. I'd vote for you.
Pedro:
Like, what are my skills?
Napoleon:
Well, you have a sweet bike...and you're really good at hookin' up with chicks. Plus you're, like, the only guy at school who has a mustache.
Pedro:
That's true.
Napoleon:
If you need to use any of my skills, I can do whatever you want.
Pedro:
Thanks. If I win, you can be my secretary or something.
Napoleon:
Sweet! Plus I could be your bodyguard too. Or, like, Secret Service captain or...whatever.
Pedro:
Okay.
-
Napoleon:
Is that yours?
Kip:
Don't touch it. It's Uncle Rico's.
Napoleon:
What's it for?
Kip:
It's a time machine, Napoleon. He bought it online.
Napoleon:
Yeah, right.
Kip:
It works, Napoleon. You don't even know.
Napoleon:
Have you guys tried it yet?
Kip:
No.
-
Kip:
So, are you ready?
Napoleon:
Yeah. Hold on. I forgot to put in the crystals. Kay, turn it on.
[Current Surges]
Napoleon:
[Groaning, Grunting]
Kill--the pow--
[Groaning]
Kill--
[Groaning]
[Groaning]
Turn it off! Turn it off, Kip!
[Moaning]
[Groans]
It's a piece of crap. It doesn't work.
[Panting]
Rico:
Well, I could've told you that.
[Groans]
-
Rico:
I-I said the 12-pack, not the 24 pack. You're just gonna have to mix and match.
Napoleon:
[Hushed]
Shut up. Say it so the whole world can hear.
Rico:
Well, put it back.
-
Rico:
Napoleon, you know we can't afford the fun pack. What do you think money grows on trees in this family? Take it back. And get some Pampers for you and your brother while you're at it. We can use a little of this, I can tell you that. We can use those.
-
Napoleon:
The defect in that one is bleach.
Judge:
That's correct.
Napoleon:
Yes! This tastes like the cow got into an onion patch.
Judge:
Correct.
Napoleon:
Yes!
-
Pedro:
They're pretty good except for one little problem. That little guy right there, he is nipple number five. A good dairy cow should have, like, four.
Judge:
Well done.
-
Summer:
Vote for Summer.
Don:
Vote for Summer.
Summer:
Vote for Summer. Thanks
Don:
Yeah. Vote for Summer.
Summer:
Hi. Vote for Summer. Hi, ladies. Vote for Summer. You guys voting?
Pedro:
Do you think it's kinda warm in here?
Napoleon:
No.
Pedro:
I think it's-- They have the heater on or something.
Napoleon:
It seems pretty good to me.
Pedro:
You don't feel like your head is burning or-- or anything?
Napoleon:
No.
Pedro:
I'm gonna go home and lay down.
Napoleon:
Kay, See ya.
Don:
Vote for Summer.
Napoleon:
Yeah, right. I'm not votin' for her.
Don:
Then who are you gonna vote for?
Napoleon:
I'm votin' for Pedro Sanchez. Who do you think?
Don:
[Scoffs]
Napoleon:
Hey, Don, can I have one of those buttons?
-
Kip:
So, that guy in Florida give you your money back yet?
Rico:
Oh, I wrote him an e-mail, sayin' I'm gonna contact the authorities if I don't get a refund in full.
[Sighs]
Don't you ever wish you could go back...with all the knowledge you have now? Tsk.
Kip:
I guess so.
Rico:
Well, I'll tell you somethin' right now. You'd find your soul mate.
Kip:
I've already got a soul mate.
Rico:
Oh, yeah. What's her name again?
Kip:
Lafawnduh.
Rico:
Lafawnduh. Huh. How's she doin'?
Kip:
Well, I think I'm gonna need some time off. She's flyin' out from Detroit for a few days.
Rico:
Well, what about work? Well, haven't-- haven't you studied up on the new product?
Kip:
Yes.
Rico:
Well, do you know it backwards and front?
Kip:
Basically.
Rico:
Why don't you sell some to that girlfriend of yours? You might as well do somethin' while you're doin' nothin'.
Kip:
Because she doesn't need any. That's why.
-
Napoleon
Hey. I did some drawings for the flyers.

Pedro
Thanks.

Napoleon
Why do you got your hood up like that?

Pedro
Well, when I came home from school, my head started to get really hot.
So I drank some cold water, but it didn't do nothing.
So I laid in the bathtub for a while...
but then I realized that it was my hair that was making my head so hot.
So I went into my kitchen, and I shaved it all off.
I don't want anyone to see.

Napoleon
I know what you mean.

-

Deb
[Sighs]
There's just so many options.

Napoleon
That one's good. Looks like a medieval warrior.

Deb
You know, you're right.
That's a good one.

Napoleon
Sorry.

Deb
I think this matches your season, Pedro.

-

Pedro
Vote for Pedro.

Napoleon
Vote for Pedro.

Pedro
Vote for Pedro.

Napoleon
Vote for Pedro.

Pedro
Vote for me.

Napoleon
Vote for Pedro.
Vote for Pedro.

Pedro
Vote for me.

Napoleon
Vote for Pedro.

Pedro
Vote for Pedro.

-

Randy
Hey, give me 50 cents so I can buy a pop.

Nerd
I don't have any, Randy.

Randy
Come on. I'll pay you back.

Nerd
I don't have--
Stop.
Don't. Stop. Stop.

Randy
I'll do this to you.

Nerd
Don't. Ow.
Here. Here.

Napoleon
How's your neck?

Nerd
Stings.

Napoleon
That's too bad.
Pedro offers you his protection.

-

Randy
Hey, let me borrow your bike.

Nerd
No.

Randy
Come on. I'm gonna get me some chips.

Nerd
No.

-

Lafawnduh
[Squeals]
[Kissing]

-


Summer
Like a wash, and then you blow-dry it with bleach.
Yeah. It's so cool.

Rico
Hey, you Trisha?

Trisha
Yeah.

Rico
You remember me?
I'm a friend of you mom's.
I'm-- I'm Napoleon's uncle. Uncle Rico.

Trisha
Oh. Yeah.

Rico
Hey, could you do me a favor?
Could you give your mom a couple of these and
tell 'em to hand 'em out to her friends or whoever?

Trisha
'Kay.

Rico
You girls give me a call if you feel like you could use some.
Have a nice day.

Trisha & Summer
[Scoff]

-

Rico
[Yelps]
[Groans]
Why the heck you throwin' crap at my van, Napoleon?

Napoleon
Everybody at school things I'm a freakin' idiot 'cause of you.

Rico
[Straining]
You're gonna clean my van...right now.

Napoleon
Get off of me, you bodaggit.

Rico
[Groans]
[Groaning]

Napoleon
[Groans]

Rico
[Groaning]

-

Crowd
[Chattering]

Boy
Higher. No, no, higher.
Yeah!

Crowd
[Cheering, Hooting]
[Cheering, Hooting]

Boy
Yeah. Hit it!

-

Napoleon
Dang.

-

Principal
Look, Pedro. I don't know how they do things down in Juarez,
but here in Idaho we have a little something called pride.
Understand?
Smashing in the face of a piñata that resembles Summer Wheatly
is a disgrace to you, me, and the entire Gem State.

-

D-Qwon
Welcome to D-Qwon's Dance Grooves.
Are you ready to get your groove on?

Napoleon
Yes.

D-Qwon
All right, then. Let's get started.

-

Deb
Are you disqualified?

Pedro
No. They just made me take down the flyers as a penalty for the piñatas.

Deb
Can you still run for president?

Pedro
Yes.
I don't understand.
He say...you're not allowed to smash piñatas that look like real people.
But we do it in Mexico all the time.

Deb
Your hair looked great today.

Pedro
Thank you.

Deb
All right.
See you tomorrow, Pedro.

-

Napoleon
[Burps]
Who are you?

Lafawnduh
I'm Lafawnduh.

Napoleon
What are you doing here?

Lafawnduh
I'm waiting for Kip.

Napoleon
Kip?

Lafawnduh
Why are you so sweaty?

Napoleon
I been practicing.

Lafawnduh
Mmm. Practicing what?

Napoleon
Some dance moves.

Lafawnduh
You like dancing?

Kip
Well, my chores are done.
So, you ready, Lafawnduh?

Lafawnduh
I am, honey.

Kip
Sorry, Napoleon. We're just runnin' a little bit late for some prime rib.
Tell Uncle Rico not to wait up for me.

Lafawnduh
Here. You might like that. My cousin made it.
I'll be waitin' outside for you, baby.
Bye, Napoleon.

Napoleon
See ya.

Kip
Lafawnduh is the best thing that has ever happened to me.
I'm a hundred percent positive that she's my soul mate.
Napoleon, I'm sure there's a babe out there for you too.
Peace out.

Napoleon
See ya.

-

Deb
Is this what you were looking for?

Rico
Nah, I was thinkin' of somethin' a little more... soft around the edges.

Deb
Hmm. Well...
I have a nice, soft pink sheet I could hang...
and I could wrap you in some foam or... something billowy?

Rico
Yeah, billowy's good.
[Chuckles]

Deb
[Sighs]
It'd be really nice if I could get the fan going.
I could hang some tinsel from the top.

Rico
You know, Deborah, you have...striking features.
Such a soft face should be complimented with a...soft body.

Deb
Mr. Rico?

Rico
My friends and clients, they call me "Uncle Rico."

Deb
What are you doing?

Rico
Shh. Don't say another word.
Napoleon told me you'd be interested.

Deb
Napoleon?


Rico
You stop wishin', and call me when you're ready.

-

Napoleon
Hello?

Deb
Napoleon?

Napoleon
Yeah. Who's this?

Deb
It's Deb...
and I'm calling to let you know I think you're a shallow friend.

Napoleon
What the heck are you even talkin' about?

Deb
Don't lie, Napoleon.
Your Uncle Rico made it very clear how you feel about me.

Napoleon
What?

Deb
I don't need herbal enhancers to feel good about myself.
And if you're so concerned about that, why don't you try eating some yourself?

-

Rico
Right on.

Napoleon
Grandma just called and said you're supposed to go home.

Rico
Uh, she didn't tell me anything.

Napoleon
Too bad. She says she doesn't want you here
when she gets back because you've been ruining
everybody's lives and eatin' all our steak.

Rico
I'm not goin' anywhere, Napoleon.

Napoleon
Get off my property!

Rico
It's a free country. I can do whatever I want.

Napoleon
Get off my property, or I'll call the cops on you.

Rico
Well, then do it. Go on.

Napoleon
Maybe I will. Gosh!

-

Pedro
Hello?

Napoleon
Pedro? How's it goin'?

Pedro
Good.

Napoleon
Deb just called me.
She pretty much hates me by now.

Pedro
Why?

Napoleon
'Cause my Uncle Rico's an idiot!

Pedro
Do you have anything to give to her?

Napoleon
No, not unless she likes fish.
Are you still gonna give your speech tomorrow?

Pedro
Yes.

Napoleon
Do you already know what you're gonna say?

Pedro
Yes...but not all of it.

Napoleon
Just tell 'em that...their wildest dreams will come true if they vote for you.

Pedro
[Sighs]

Napoleon
I'll see you tomorrow, Pedro.

-

Rico
[Shouts]
Dang it!
What do you think you're doing?

-

Rico
Now, if you look right here, we have Sally Johnson from Manitou, Colorado.
Would you like to read her testimonial right there?

Starla
Sure. Um...
"After using Bust Must Plus, I have such big bosoms--"
I don't feel comfortable reading this.

Rico
Oh, that's fine. That's fine.
But do you feel comfortable with me?
You could be...somewhere around, uh...here.

[Sauce Pans Clattering]

Rex
Come here, boy!

[Commotion, Crashing]

Rico
[Yelping]

-

Summer
Well, I never thought I would make it here today.
I would be a great class president because
I promise to put two new pop machines in the cafeteria, and
I'm also gonna get a glitter Bonnebell dispenser for all the girls' bathrooms.
Oh, we're gonna get new cheerleading uniforms.
Anyway, I think I'd be a great class president, so, uh...
who wants to eat "chimini-changas" next year?
Not me. See, with me, it will be summer all year long.
Vote for Summer.

Principal
And now Summer will perform her skit with
members of our very own Happy Hands Club.

Woman
Your speech is up next.
Your skit had better be pretty good.

Pedro
A skit?

Woman
You perform a skit after your speech, Pedro.

Napoleon
What? A flippin' skit?
Why didn't anybody tell us about this?

[Summers Skit is Performed]

Pedro
I dont' want to be president anyway.

Napoleon
Pedro, just listen to your heart.
That's what I do.

Pedro
I'll just tell them that I have nothing to say.
Hello.
I don't have much to say.
But I think it would be good to have
some holy santos brought to the high school
to guard the hallway and to bring us good luck.
El Santo Niño de Atocha is a good one.
My Aunt Concha has seen him.
And...we have a great F.F.A. schedule lined up--
and I'd like to see more of that.
If you vote for me, all of your wildest dreams will come true.
Thank you.

Principal
Up next, I hope you'll enjoy a skit by Pedro Sanchez.

Napoleon
[Sighs]

[Napoleon Dances]

-

Napoleon
I caught you a delicious bass.
You wanna play me?

Deb
[Nods]

-

[Credits Run}

-

Lyle
I, uh, would like to give you this advice.
And a fella give me some years ago.
He said, "When an argument arises...
if you go outside and take, uh, a nice walk...
you'll calm down and then you can come back and it won't be an argument.
And you'll find that helps your health.
All that fresh air and exercise will do you a lot of good."
[Chuckles]
Is there anything else you'd like to ask about?

Tina
[Grunts]

Rico
Pedro. Where the heck's Napoleon?

Pedro
I don't know.

Lyle
Lafawnduh Lucas, do you take Kipland Ronald Dynamite
to be your lawful wedded husband...
to honor in sickness and health 'till death do you part?

Lafawnduh
I do.

Lyle
Kipland Ronald Dynamite do you take Lafawnduh Lucas
to be your lawful wedded wife in sickness and health
'till death do you part?

Kip
You know I do.

Lyle
By the authority vested in me, I pronounce you man and wife.
You may kiss the bride.

Kip
[Sings]
Why do you love me
Why do you need me
Always and forever
We met in a chat room
Now our love can fully bloom
Sure the World Wide Web is great
[Feedback]
But you, you make me "salvivate"
Yes, I love technology
But not as much as you, you see
But I still love technology
Always and forever
Our love is like a flock of doves
Flying up to heaven above
Always and forever
Always and forever
Yes our love is truly great
Always and forever
Why do you need me
Why do you love me

Napoleon
Sorry I'm late.
I just got done taming a wild honeymoon stallion for you guys.

Kip
Hmm.

Napoleon
Hey, Deb, can you take a photo of me on the horse real quick?

Deb
Sure
[Shutter Clicks]

Napoleon
Thanks.
I hope your guys's experiences are unforgettable.

Kip
Hmm.
Lookee, lookee. A little keepsake for you guys.

Napoleon
Lucky.

Well played

Narrator: It was finally Christmastime, the best time of the
year. The houses were strung with tiny colored lights, their
windows shining with warm yellow glow only Christmas could bring.
The scents of pine needles and hot cocoa mingled together,
wafting through the air, and the sweet sounds of Christmas carols
could be heard in the distance.
Fluffy white snowflakes tumbled from the sky onto a group of
joyful children as they sang and laughed, skating on the frozen
pond in town. Everyone was happy and full of holiday cheer. That
is, everyone except for Charlie Brown.
Charlie: (to Linus) I think there must be something wrong with
me. I just don’t understand Christmas, I guess. I might be
getting presents and sending Christmas cards and decorating trees
and all that, but I’m still not happy. I don’t feel the way I’m
supposed to feel.
Linus: Charlie Brown, you are the only person I know who can take
a wonderful season like Christmas and turn it into a problem.
Maybe Lucy is right. Of all of the Charlie Browns in the world,
you are the Charlie Brownest.
Charlie walks through the snow, thoughtfully. Goes to his
mailbox, pokes head inside. Looks disappointed because it is
empty.
Charlie: Rats! (sad). Nobody sent me a Christmas card today. I
know nobody likes me. Why do we have to have a holiday season to
emphasize it?
Violet enters. Reading a Christmas card.
Charlie: Thanks for the Christmas card you sent me Violet
(sarcastic).
Violet: I didn’t send you a Christmas card!
Charlie grumpily shoves his hands into pockets, makes face.
Charlie: Don’t you know sarcasm when you hear it?
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Walks down street, observing happy friends playing in the snow.
Narrator: Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves, but Charlie
Brown was still sad.
Charlie sits in front of Lucy’s psychiatric booth.
Charlie: I am in sad shape…
Lucy: (interrupts) Hold up there Charlie Brown! I need 5 cents
from you for my kind of advice!
Charlie reaches in pocket, drops a nickel in her money can.
Lucy: Boy, I love the beautiful sound of cold, hard, cash, that
beautiful, beautiful sound. Nickels, nickels, nickels. That
beautiful sound of plunking nickels.
Now what seems to be your trouble?
Charlie: I know I should be happy during Christmas, but I can’t
seem to manage it.
Lucy: (proudly) Well, as they say on TV, “the mere fact that you
realize you need help indicates that you are not too far gone.”
I think we better pinpoint your fears. If we can find out what
you’re afraid of, we can label it.
Are you afraid of responsibility? If you are, then you have
hypengyophobia.
How ‘bout cats? If you’re afraid of cats, you have ailurophasia.
Are you afraid of staircases? If you are, then you have
climachaphobia.
Maybe you have thalassophobia. This is a fear of the ocean.
Or gephyrobia, which is the fear of crossing bridges.
Or maybe you have pantophobia. Do you think you have pantophobia?
Charlie: What’s pantophobia?
Lucy: The fear of everything.
Charlie: That’s it!
Actually Lucy, my trouble is Christmas. I just don’t understand
it. Instead of feeling happy, I feel sort of let down.
Lucy comes out from behind booth.
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Lucy: You need involvement. You need to get involved in some real
Christmas project. How would you like to be the director of our
Christmas play?
Charlie: me? You want me to be the director of the Christmas
play?
Lucy: Sure Charlie Brown, we need a director. We’ve got a
Shepard, a musician, animals, everyone we need. We’ve even got a
Christmas Queen.
Narrator: Charlie Brown hesitated. What did he know about how to
properly direct a Christmas play?
Lucy: Don’t worry; I’ll be there to help you.
Narrator: Charlie Brown thought for a moment. Maybe he did need
to get involved with a holiday project in order to feel better
about things. Lucy’s confidence was almost contagious. Besides,
he couldn’t let everyone down. They needed him. Figuring we had
nothing to lose, Charlie Brown agreed to meet Lucy and the rest
of the cast later at the auditorium.
Lucy: incidentally, I know how you feel about all this Christmas
business, getting depressed and all that.
It happens to me every year. I never get what I really want. I
always get a lot of stupid toys, or a bicycle, or clothes, or
something like that.
Charlie: What is it you want?
Lucy: Real Estate.
Snoopy enters, hauling a large brown box overflowing with
colorful holiday lights, etc.
Charlie follows Snoopy to his house while Snoopy creates a large
roof display.
Charlie: What’s going on here?
Snoopy grins, hands Charlie a flyer.
Narrator: FIND THE TRUE MEANING OF CHRISTMAS. WIN MONEY,
MONEY, MONEY! SPECTACULAR! SUPER-COLOSSAL! NEIGHBORHOOD
CHRISTMAS LIGHTS AND DISPLAY CONTEST.
Charlie looks into sky with dismay.
4
Narrator: Even his very own dog had gone commercial. The thought
of the contest made Charlie brown feel positively sick. Was money
all anyone cared about? Charlie Brown couldn’t stand it.
Charlie throws flyer in air, walks away.
Sally enters.
Sally: I’ve been looking for you, big brother. Will you please
write a letter to Santa clause for me? You write it, and I’ll
tell you what I want to say.
Narrator: Charlie was in a hurry to get to the school auditorium
on time to play rehearsal, but he couldn’t say no to his sister.
Charlie takes pen, clipboard from Sally.
Charlie: Okay, shoot.
Sally: I have been extra good this year, so I have a long list of
presents that I want.
Charlie: (sighs) Oh, brother.
Sally: Please note the size and color of each item, and send as
many as possible. If it seems too complicated, make it easy on
yourself: just send money. How ‘bout tens and twenties?
Narrator: Charlie Brown was dismayed, even his baby sister had
become greedy. Writing a letter to Santa Claus was one thing, but
demanding cash from him was just absurd.
Charlie rushes off to auditorium. Arrives; all of the kids are on
stage already.
Walks to directors chair, begins to speak. Realizes everyone is
fooling around, not paying attention. Picks up megaphone.
Charlie: (yelling) Alright, stop the music! We’re going to do
this play, and we’re going to do it right!
Lucy picks up scripts.
Lucy: Alright, I’m here to assign roles. Frieda, you’re playing
the innkeeper’s wife. Pig Pen, you’re the innkeeper. And Shermy,
you’re the Shepard.
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Narrator: Snoopy was delighted to play the roles of all the
different animals. From sheep, to cow, to penguin.
Lucy goes to Linus, hands him a script.
Lucy: Memorize these lines, so you can recite them on cue.
Linus hugs blanket tight
Linus: This is ridiculous! I can’t memorize something like this
so quickly! Why should I be put through such agony? Give me one
good reason why I should have to memorize this!
Lucy mechanically makes fist.
Lucy: I’ll give you five good reasons: One, two, three, four,
five!
Linus: Those are good reasons. Christmas is not only getting too
commercial, it’s getting too dangerous.
Lucy frowns
Lucy: And get rid of that stupid blanket! What’s a Christmas
Shepard going to look like holding a stupid blanket like that?
Charlie: Alright! Lets have it quiet! Places everybody. Schroeder
set the mood for the first scene.
Schroeder begins to play piano. Cast dances.
Charlie: Cut! Cut! It’s all wrong! Lets rehearse another scene
instead.
Narrator: No one seemed to be able to concentrate.
Frieda: Pig Pen’s dust was ruining the style of my naturally
curly hair!
Sally watches Linus intently, rests head on shoulder
occasionally.
Sally: Isn’t he the cutest thing?
Lucy (with snoopy): We want a lunch break!
6
Charlie: Good Grief… There’s no time for foolishness. Lets take
it from the top again!
Schroeder plays piano. Everyone dances.
Lucy (to Charlie): What’s the matter? Don’t you think it’s great?
Charlie shakes head.
Lucy: look, let’s face it. We all know that Christmas is a big
commercial racket. It’s ruined by a big eastern syndicate, ya
know.
Charlie: Well, this is one play that’s not going to be
commercial. What our play needs is the proper Christmas mood. We
need a Christmas tree.
Lucy claps with excitement.
Lucy: Hey, perhaps a tree. A great big shiny aluminum Christmas
tree! That’s it! Get the biggest aluminum tree you can find.
Maybe paint it pink!
Narrator: Charlie Brown left Lucy in charge of rehearsal, and set
out with Linus to find the perfect tree for their play.
Charlie and Linus enter tree lot. Go to small green pine tree, on
a simple wooden stand.
Linus: Gee, I didn’t know they still made wooden Christmas trees.
Charlie: This one seems to need a home.
Linus: I don’t know, remember what Lucy said? This doesn’t seem
to fit the modern spirit.
Charlie: I don’t care! We’ll decorate it, and it will be just
right for our play. Besides, I think it needs me.
Charlie and Linus return to auditorium, place tree on piano.
Charlie: We’re back!
Children gather around piano.
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Violet: Boy, are you stupid Charlie Brown. You were supposed to
get a good tree. Can’t you even tell a good tree from a poor
tree?
Patti: (sighs) You’re hopeless Charlie Brown.
Lucy: You’ve been dumb before, but this time you bit it.
Children laugh, exit. Charlie is alone by piano.
Linus approaches.
Charlie: I guess you were right Linus; I shouldn’t have picked
this little tree. Everything I do turns into a disaster. I guess
I don’t really know what Christmas is about. Isn’t there anyone
who understands what Christmas is all about?
Linus: Sure, I can tell you what Christmas is all about.
Linus goes to center stage, spotlight.
Linus: “And there were in the same country Shepards abiding in
the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And lo, the
angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone
round about them, and they were sore afraid. And the angel said
unto them, ‘fear not, for behold, I bring you tidings of great
joy which will be to all people. For unto you is born this day in
the city of David a savior, which is Christ the Lord. And this
shall be a sign unto you. Ye shall find the babe wrapped in
swaddling clothes lying in the manger.’ And suddenly, there was
with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host, praising God and
saying, ‘glory to God in the highest, and on Earth peace, good
will toward men.’”
Linus picks up blanket, walks back to piano.
Linus: That’s what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown.
Silence.
Charlie picks up tree, smiles. Walks outside, stares at sky.
Charlie (to self): Linus is right; I won’t let all this
commercialism ruin my Christmas. I’ll take this little tree home,
and I’ll decorate it, and I’ll show them it really will work in
our play.
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Walks home, finds Snoopy’s doghouse with prize on it. Grabs
ornament from house, puts on tree. Tree bends, Charlie is sad.
Charlie: I killed it! Everything I touch gets ruined!
Walks away from tree, slouching. Others circle tree. Linus
straitens the branch.
Linus: I never thought it was such a bad little tree. It’s not
bad at all, really. Maybe it just needs a little love.
Children look at doghouse, tree. Take doghouse decorations, put
on tree.
Lucy: Charlie Brown is a blockhead, but he did get a nice tree.
Children circle tree, hum “O little town of Bethlehem”. Charlie
enters.
Charlie: What’s going on here?
Everyone: Merry Christmas Charlie Brown!
Charlie looks at tree, smiles.
Narrator: His little tree that no one had wanted, and he could
hardly believe his eyes. His friends’ efforts had transformed it
into something truly special. And everyone sang:
Everyone:
Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn king!
Peace on Earth and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled.
Joyful, all ye nations rise!
Join the triumph of the skies!
With angelic host proclaim: Christ is born in Bethlehem.
Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn king.
Narrator: Surrounded by his friends, Charlie Brown realized Linus
had been right about the true meaning of Christmas. This was the
Christmas spirit he had been looking for all along. At last, the
season seemed 100 times brighter. And for Charlie Brown, it was
truly the merriest Christmas ever.

You mouth breather! This thread is only for good scripts!

theres some tension breaking out from the two contesting transcript writers

what the flying fuck

are you telling me charlie browns christmas is not a good script

you can promptly fuck right off with your shitty script writing cheeto dust fingers

Woah man, settle down!

don't you dare come round here talkin that trash again!!!!