Are You My Children?/Transcript

This is an episode transcript of Are You My Neighbor?.

Transcript
(The scene opens to Lazlo and Clarence on the countertop. Clarence is wearing a shoe on his head.)

Lazlo: Well, Hi, kids! And welcome to HappyTales! I'm Lazlo...

Clarence: And I'm Clarence!

Lazlo: And we're here to answer your questions.

Clarence: Yep.

Lazlo: I bet you're wondering why Clarence has a shoe on his head.

Clarence: Yeah, Lazlo, why do I have a shoe on my head?

Lazlo: Well, I got a letter today from Latasha Robbins of Savannah, Georgia. Latasha wants to know what loving your children really means.

Clarence: And that's why I have a shoe on my head?

Lazlo: Yes! No! Well, kind of!

Clarence: Help me out here, Lazlo.

Lazlo: You see, I'm about to tell Latasha "The Story of Flibber-o-loo", and in that story, you, Clarence, have a shoe on your head.

Clarence: Oh, it's all so clear now! Hurry up and tell the story! My head's starting to sweat.

Lazlo: Okay, here goes.

(The screen goes dark, before the story starts. The story opens with a mountain with two towns on top. Just like a Dr. Seuss story, this story is told entirely in rhyme.)

Lazlo: (Narrating) The sun always shone on the Mountains of Fibble, the wind and the rains never came. To call the place beautiful, no one would quibble, though hard on the feet, they'd exclaim. But high in those hills, past the rocks and the rubble, so high that the clouds were below, sat two tiny towns that were nothing but trouble! As you listen, you'll see that it's so. The town to the West, that thought it was best, bore the name Flibber-o-loo, where the women and men, since 1710, have worn on their heads, one large shoe. Now, in town number two, one big shoe wouldn't do. So, the people of Jibber-de-lot would look down and bellow at shoe-headed fellows and place on their own heads a pot.

Boomer: Mine's really more of a kettle.

(Cut to Numbuh 1 slinging shoes at Jibber-de-lot.)

Lazlo: (Narrating) For days without end, these two neighbors would bicker as to whose headgear was best. And the shoes and the pots would fly ever thicker, from morning to night, without rest. (A pot hits Mike on the head. Cut to the two towns throwing their headwear at each other.) But not all of the people who lived in these cities were angry and bitter and vile. (Cut to a goomba) A few would write poems and sing happy ditties and greet all their friends with a smile. (Clarence then appears.) One Flibbian fellow who hated to fight, tried hard not to act like a mobster. While pots crashed around him from morning till night, he's just play with his pet wind-up lobster. They kept to themselves and they'd talk and they'd talk, until one day he said...

Clarence: Hey, let's go for a walk. I'm tired of lying around like a squid, I want to go out there.

Lazlo: (Narrating) So that's what he did. The shoe-headed boy and his blue plastic friend walked out of their town and began to descend to the dark, rocky valley between the two cities, away from his friends and their lighthearted ditties.

Random Flibbian: La-la-la, la-la-la!

Clarence: Hey, this is swell...

Lazlo: (Narrating) He said...

Clarence: Gosh, this is fun! It's great that my lobster can get out and run.

Lazlo: (Narrating) But neither the toy nor the boy with the shoe could see the disaster about to ensue. (Cut to three crooks, played by the hammer bros, hiding behind a rock.) For up in the rocks, hidden just out of sight, were six beady eyes filled with anger and spite! Six beady eyes watched our hero meander, two shifty crooks and their ruthless commander!

Hammer Bro: Oh, look! What good fortune!

Lazlo: (Narrating) The nasty one said.

Hammer Bro: Here comes a poor fool with a shoe on his head!

Boomerang Bro: I bet he's got money!

Fire Bro: I bet he's got gold! Or maybe some jewelry he'd like us to hold!

Hammer Bro: Whatever the booty, I think I can stand it. Why, that's what I live for, that's why I'm a bandit!

Lazlo: (Narrating) And then they attacked him from under their rock. First they knocked off his shoe, then they knocked off his sock! (They hold Larry upside down.) But the next thing they did was extremely unfunny: Why, they shook him so hard that he dropped his milk money!

Clarence: Hey!

Lazlo: (Narrating) He protested.

Clarence: I don't like your ilk! How will I grow strong if I don't drink my milk?

Lazlo: (Narrating) But they didn't care, they'd accomplished their goal. So they put our friend down, stuck his head in a hole, and walked off with his money, every last nickel, then yelled back as they left...

Boomerang Bro: See ya 'round, silly idiot!

(Clarence is stuck in a hole in the ground.)

Clarence: Um, I'm an intelligent person.

Lazlo: (Narrating) Then he said with a moan...

Clarence: Well, I guess I'm alone.

Lazlo: (Narrating) But this was a loneliness he'd never known. His friends were far off and his lobster was missing. The sound he could hear was just the wind hissing.

[wind hissing]

Clarence: Hello? Hello? (The blue lobster walks right by)

Lazlo: (Narrating) Things looked pretty grim for our Flibbian buddy, his head in a hole, his shoe bent and muddy. But then, were those footsteps? (Archibald Asparagus as the Mayor of Flibber-o-loo comes along.) Oh, could it be true? Along came the Mayor of Flibber-o-loo. Of anyone, surely he'd help the poor soul!

Clarence: Hello?

Lazlo: (Narrating) Said the boy with his head in a hole.

Clarence: I seem to have fallen, I seem to be stuck! But now that you're here, well, I guess I'm in luck!

Eddy as the Mayor: Oh dear!

Lazlo: (Narrating) Said the Mayor, observing the shoe.

Eddy as the Mayor: A fellow in need, and he's Flibbian too! Young man, I have noticed your dire situation and please rest assured that I share your frustration. But how can I put this? Oh, what can I say? Ah, maybe you'll understand better this way!

(The Mayor then starts dancing as music starts playing.)

Clarence: Is that music?

Eddy as the Mayor: I'm busy, busy, dreadfully busy! You've no idea what I have to do! Busy, busy, shockingly busy! Much, much too busy for you!

Clarence: Oh, I see.

Lazlo: (Narrating) As soon as the Mayor had finished his song, a Flibbian doctor came strolling along.

(Lee Kanker as the Doctor slides down the hill.)

Doctor: Out of my way!

Lazlo: (Narrating) She said, starting to slide.

Doctor: If you and your idiot would please step aside. I'm very important, I can't stand and chat.

Mayor: Well, that's not my idiot. I found him like that! Besides, it so happens, I'm noteworthy too. Why, I am the Mayor of Flibber-o-loo.

Clarence: Um, Um, I'm an intelligent person.

Doctor: I see.

Lazlo: (Narrating) Said the doctor.

Doctor: Then you'll understand without an appointment, I can't lend a hand. There are folks with bronchitis, there are kids with the flu!

Lazlo: (Narrating) She said to the Mayor of Flibber-o-loo.

Doctor: If I'm not mistaken, you're quite busy too.

Lazlo: (Narrating) Well, they talked about schedules, compared daily planners, until finally a voice said...

Clarence: Please pardon my manners. I don't mean to bug you. I see that you're busy, but being inverted has made me quite dizzy!

Lazlo: (Narrating) The two other Flibbians paused for a while. They looked at each other, then said with a smile...

Both: We're busy, busy, dreadfully busy! You've no idea what we have to do. (as they sing, Clarence gives an annoyed and frustrated look) Busy, busy, shockingly busy! Much, much too busy for you! 'Cause we're busy, busy, frightfully busy! More than a bumble bee more than an ant! Busy, busy, horribly busy! We'd love to help, but we can't!

(The song ends.)

Mayor: Ta-ta.

(The Mayor and the Doctor then leave after that.)

Lazlo: (Narrating) Oh, it was just dreadful! How could they desert their Flibbian friend with his head in the dirt?

Clarence: That's it then, I'm finished. I'll die here down under. If they would not help me, then who would?

Lazlo: (Narrating) He wondered. (Junior Asparagus then appears wearing a pot on his head.) But wait! Someone else on the road overhead! Would they help a friend, beaten up, left for dead? Oh, look! On his head, not a shoe, but a pot! Why this little guy was from Jibber-de-lot! Would he help a Flibbian? Certainly not! The boy with the pot saw our friend with the shoe.

Numbuh 3: Oh, look!

Lazlo: (Narrating) She exclaimed.

Numbuh 3: He's from Flibber-o-loo! Why, they think we're garbage! They pelt us with shoes! Why should I care if he's beaten and bruised? But out here in the wild, his chances are slim. If I was in need, would I want help from him?

Lazlo: (Narrating) She looked at our friend and he looked at the shoe and then in his heart, he knew what to do.

Numbuh 3: He may be Flibbian, that's plain to see, but The lord made him special, just like He made me.

(Numbuh 3 pulls Clarence out of the hole, puts his shoe back on his head and walks him to the doctor's office in Flibber-O-Loo.)

Lazlo: (Narrating) So he got him unstuck and he picked up his shoe and together they walked back to Flibber-o-loo. Out of the valley and back into town where he stayed by his side till the Doctor was found.

Doctor: Oh my!

Lazlo: (Narrating) Said the doctor.

Doctor: He's wearing a pot! The little one there is from Jibber-de-lot!

Clarence: *coughs*

Doctor: You saved this fellow? You pulled him through it? I don't understand. Tell me, why did you do it?

(Music then starts playing.)

Numbuh 3: He has a shoe and I have a pot, but when we look deeper there's more that we've got. The lord made us special and now I can see, if you're special to Him then you're special to me! Love your children, when someone helps you then you'll understand when you love your children, then loving means lending a hand.

(The Mayor, the Doctor, and Clarence then join Numbuh 3.)

All: If you see someone who's hurt or in need, Maybe it's time to perform a good deed. And when you've finished you'll find that it's true, when you make them feel better you'll feel better too.

(Clarence then falls over.)

Numbuh 3: Here, let me help you.

Clarence: Thank you.

Clarence: When someone helps you then you'll understand.

Clarence and Numbuh 3: when you love your children, then loving means lending a hand.

Lazlo: (Narrating) So the boy with the pot gave the doctor some money, to pay for the child's bill. And the Mayor cried out with his eyes moist and runny.

Mayor: I'm touched by his act of good will. If this little guy can take care of his brother, when he lives in one town and he in the other, well why can't we all try to help one another and love will surround our fair hill!

(Townspeople are heard cheering far out in the distance from the two cities.)

Lazlo: (voice over) Now if you visit the mountains of Fibble, you won't see a shoe or a pot. Instead, they throw flowers and candy to nibble, I bet that you'd like it a lot!

(As the sun sets, both towns are shown throwing flowers and candy. The cameras then zooms out on the mountains before we iris out on the two towns. Title card for Bubbly Songs with Clarence fades in. Clarence is shown to be wearing a towel.)

The Announcer: And now it's time for Bubbly Songs with Clarence, the part of the show where Clarence comes out and sings a bubbly song. (Starts Narrating) Our curtain opens as Clarence, having just finished his morning bath, is searching for his hairbrush. Having no success, Clarence cries out...

Clarence: Oh, wheeee-ere is my hair-brush?

Oh, wheeee-ere is my hair-brush?

Oh where, oh where

Oh where, oh where

Oh where, oh where

Oh where, oh wheeee-ere

...is my hair-brush?

Announcer: (Continues Narrating) Having heard his cry, Sonic enters the scene. Shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of Clarence in a towel, Sonic regains his composure and reports...

Sonic: I think I saw a hairbrush back there!

Clarence: Back theeee-ere is my hair-brush

Back there is my hair-brush

Back there, back there

Oh, where, back there

Oh, where, oh, where

Back there, back there

Back theeee-ere

...is my hair-brush

Announcer: (Narrating, Cntd.) Having heard his joyous proclamation, Numbuh 3 enters the scene. Shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of Clarence in a towel, Numbuh 3 regains his composure and comments...

Numbuh 3: Why do you need a hairbrush? You already have any hair!

Announcer: (Narrating, Cntd.) Clarence is taken aback. The thought had never occurred to him. He has hair? What would this mean? What will become of him? What will become of his hairbrush? Larry wonders...

Larry: I have hair for my hairbrush. I have hair for my hairbrush. I have hair, I have Hair, I have where, I have, I have, I have, I where, I have, more hair... for my hairbrush!

Announcer: (Narrating, Ctnd.) Having heard his wonderings, Lazlo enters the scene. Shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of Clarence in a towel, Lazlo regains his composure and confesses...

Lazlo: Clarence, that old hairbrush of yours... Well, you never use it, you don't really need it. So, well, I'm sorry... I didn't know. But I gave it to the Toad, 'cause he's got hair!

Announcer: (Narrating) Feeling a deep sense of loss, Larry stumbles back and laments...

Clarence: Not fair for my hairbrush. Not fair! My poor hairbrush. Not fair, not fair, have hair, not fair, no where, back there, not fair, not Fair, not fair! My little hairbrush!

Announcer: (Narrating, Ctnd.) Having heard his lament, the Toad enters the scene. Himself, in a towel, both Clarence and the Toad are shocked and slightly embarrassed at the sight of... each other. But recognizing Larry's generosity, the Peach is thankful...

Toad: Thanks for the hair-brush!

Announcer: (Narrating) Yes, good has been done here. The Toad exits the scene. Larry smiles, but, still feeling an emotional attachment for the hairbrush, calls out ...

Clarence: Take care of my hairbrush. Take care, oh my hairbrush. Take care, take care, don't dare not care, take care, nice hair, no fair, take care, take care... of my hairbrush!

Announcer: (Ending his Narration) The end! (The audience applauds and throw roses onto the ground while Clarence bows.)

(The camera fades to The New Mario Bros. Must Be Crazy, as the camera pans across some photos on the wall.)

Numbuh 1: (offscreen) So is there anyone else you would like to invite to your birthday party?

Numbuh 3: (offscreen) Um... Let's see... Don't forget Louie! Oh, and Marsha! (camera fades to Numbuh 3's bedroom) I think that's it.

Numbuh 1: Are you forgetting anyone else?

Numbuh 3: Nope. I don't think so.

Numbuh 1: What about Fernando? I bet he'd like to come.

Numbuh 3: No, not Fernando.

Numbuh 1: Why not?

Numbuh 3: Well, he just moved here. So I don't know him very well. Besides, he talks kind of funny.

Numbuh 1: Now Junior, he doesn't talk funny. He just talks different. His family's from another country.

Numbuh 3: Yeah, I know. It still sounds funny.

Numbuh 1: You know Kuki, The lord wants us to love everybody, not just the people that are like us. So we need to accept others just the way they are. Besides, we can learn a lot from people who are different from us.

Numbuh 3: (tucks into his bed) Yeah, I suppose.

Numbuh 1: I'll tell you what. You think about it and in the morning, we'll talk some more, okay?

Numbuh 3: Okay.

Numbuh 1: Good night, Numbuh 3.

Numbuh 3: Good night, Numbuh 1.

(Numbuh 3's window opens with a flash of light. A spaceship comes in and lands on the floor. And out of the ship comes Lazlo and Clarence.)

Numbuh 3: *squeals* Who are you?

Lazlo: I'm Lazlo. I'm a monkey and I need your help!

Numbuh 3: (directly at the camera) Whoa, déjà vu. (at Clarence, noticing the chocolate bar stuck on his helmet) Um... What's he got on his space helmet?

Lazlo: Huh? What do you mean? Clarence!

Clarence: What?

Lazlo: How many times have I told you to not eat while wearing your helmet?

Clarence: Oh. I apologize. (Tries shaking it off, tries biting it off, then nudges it off)

Lazlo: Ahem... We need your help, Numbuh 3! (a hologram showing another spaceship pops out of the small ship.) Our starship, the USS Starship, is in great danger!

Numbuh 3: Oh, really? Tell me more!

Lazlo: In just eight minutes, the ship and its crew will be smashed to bits by a giant meteor!

Numbuh 3: Good heavens! Well, can't you just move the ship out of the way?

Lazlo: That's just it. The Starship is completely without power! Dead in the water! She can't budge an inch!

Clarence: She's stuck.

Numbuh 3: Oh dear. Well gee, how can I help?

Lazlo: Didn't you minor in aero-space technology at the happy tots preschool?

Numbuh 3: Why yes! Yes I did!

Clarence: What did you major in?

Lazlo: That's not important now.

Numbuh 3: Play-doh.

Clarence: (gasps) Me too!

Lazlo: No time for chit-chat! Numbuh 3, only you can save the Starship! Lt. Clarence, the shrinker beam!

Clarence: Aye-aye, captain Lazlo!

(The spaceship shrinks Lazlo, Clarence and Numbuh 3 and takes off into outer space.)

Numbuh 3: Um, I think my helmet's on backwards.

(The ship flies out of the room and into space. Cut to the USS Starship)

Lazlo: There it is, the USS Starship. When we get on board, you'll be greeted by ship's engineer Beast Boy, then you can get to work fixing the power.

Numbuh 3: Okay!

(Inside the elevator, the music from the "Accept-O-Matic" segment plays. The elevator reaches the bridge, the door opens, and a Teen Titan named Beast Boy greets them.)

Beast Boy: Ah, Captain! You're returned!

Lazlo: Hello, Beast Boy. Any luck?

Beast Boy: I'm afraid not, Captain. The engines have got no power. And we've only five minutes until the meteor smashes us to bits.

Numbuh 3: How many people are on the ship?

Beast Boy: 364!

Numbuh 3: And how many escape pods are there?

Beast Boy: Two!

Numbuh 3: Drat! How much do you know about this meteor?

Beast Boy: Funny you should mention it. Our sensors just determined that the meteor is made entirely out of...

Lazlo: What? Out of what?

Beast Boy: Popcorn!

(They gasp)

Numbuh 3: A popcorn ball meteor.

Lazlo: The worst kind.

Clarence: Um, would that be caramel or cheese? Because I don't like that cheese stuff very much. It gets stuck on my tooth.

Beast Boy: It makes precious little difference when it hits ye at 5,000 miles an hour!

Clarence: Ah, good point.

(Numbuh 3 turns his attention to two gourds singing. They are known as Mario and Luigi.)

Mario and Luigi: Meet me in St. Louis, Louis. Meet me at the fair.

Numbuh 3: Hey, who are those guys?

Beast Boy: Oh, never mind them. They're the new guys.

Mario and Luigi: We will dance the hootchie-cootchie. I will be your tootsie-wootsie. Meet me in St. Louis. I'll be waiting there.

Numbuh 3: Well, maybe they have some ideas.

Beast Boy: What? Not the new guys! They don't know anything! All they do is sing and eat, eat and sing! Between you and me, I think they're crazy!

Numbuh 3: Oh!

Mario and Luigi: We will dance the hootchie-cootchie. I will be your tootsie-wootsie. Meet me in St. Louis. I'll be waiting there.

(Numbuh 3 approaches the two plumbers.)

Numbuh 3: Hi, I'm Numbuh 3.

Mario: I'm Mario!

Luigi: I'm Luigi!

Mario: We're the new guys.

Numbuh 3: So, why do you sing all the time?

Mario: Why don't you?

Numbuh 3: Because it's weird, I mean different.

Mario: You know, sometimes, differences can be good, if we just take the time to get to know each other.

Numbuh 3: Yeah, maybe. So, why do you eat so much?

Mario: We're hungry, I guess.

Luigi: It's our metabolism, or something.

Mario: You know, sometimes, I think I could eat a whole bus.

Luigi: Yeah? Well, sometimes, I think I could eat a whole spaceship!

Mario: Oh yeah? Well, sometimes I think I could eat a whole planet! (echoing) Planet! Planet! Planet!

Luigi: (offscreen) Yeah? Well, I could eat a rooster, a refrigerator, and Mars!

Numbuh 3: Beast Boy, how many escape pods did you say there were?

Mario: (offscreen) Well, I could eat... your Mars and rinse it with... Jupiter!

Beast Boy: Two!

Numbuh 3: Mario! Did you mean what you said about eating a whole planet?

Mario: Well sure, but-

Numbuh 3: How would you guys like to save the ship?

Mario: Gosh, that'd be swell!

Numbuh 3: (yells)  GRAB THE PLUMBERS! 

(Clarence, Lazlo, Beast Boy and Numbuh 3 are holding Mario and Luigi while we hear space laser noises. Numbuh 3 and Beast Boy put Luigi inside the space pod. The space pod doors close.)

Mario: So then, we'll just stay here?

(Mario and Luigi pop out of the USS Starship in escape pods)

Luigi: Hey, it's kind like a field trip, or something.

(As Mario and Luigi fly away from the ship, Lazlo, Clarence, Numbuh 3 and Beast Boy look at the time.)

Lazlo: Only two minutes left. I hope this works.

Mario and Luigi: Do you know the Muffin Man? The Muffin Man, the Muffin Man. Do you know the Muffin Man? He lives on Drury Lane.

Luigi: I bet I could eat all his muffins.

Mario: Oh, well, I bet I could eat all his muffins, and his house. Yeah.

(Mario and Luigi approach the popcorn meteor.)

Luigi: Hey look, some kind of a planet or something! Hey! Maybe that's where the Muffin Man lives!

Mario: Uh no, Luigi, he lives on Drury Lane.

Luigi: Oh yeah.

(Mario and Luigi crash into the popcorn meteor. Fortunately, they survive crashing.)

Mario: Hey, what is this stuff? It's popcorn!

Mario and Luigi: Let's eat it!

(Mario and Luigi eat the popcorn, as crunching sounds are heard. Cut back to Clarence, Lazlo, Numbuh 3 and Beast Boy.)

Beast Boy: Do you think it's possible?

Numbuh 3: If anyone can do it. They can!

(The popcorn approaches the ship as four of them freak out for one time, two times, three times, four of them duck down under the control panel. When Beast Boy and Clarence pops out, the timer shows ten seconds.)

Lazlo: Only ten seconds left, I sure hope those plumbers were hungry. Five, four, three, two, one! Incoming!

(Everyone freaks out for the imminent disaster as we're treated to a loud squeaking noise. Suddenly, Mario and Luigi come back and hit the window.)

Mario: No more for me, thanks. I'm full. (Burps) Excuse me.

Lazlo: Get 'em in here!

(The plumbers are brought back inside the ship, marching band music is heard playing and everyone cheers.)

All: Yay! Yeah, Plumbers! Whoo! Way to go! Hooray!

Lazlo: You saved the ship!

Mario: Oh, it was nothing.

Beast Boy: Nothing? Your telling me, saving 364 lives by rapidly consuming 14,000 metric tons of popcorn is nothing?

Mario: Well, I guess maybe it's a little something.

Beast Boy: And to think I couldn't be your friend because you're different. Why, if you weren't different, none of us would be here right now.

Luigi: Hey guys, look at this! Well, I got a little bit hungry. So, I was just snacking on this end table, when I saw this.

(Shows an electric plug that is unplugged. Everyone gasps.)

Luigi: It's some kind of electrical plug, or something.

Numbuh 3: Plug it in!

(Luigi plugs it in, and the lights turn on. Everyone cheers.)

Beast Boy: Why didn't I think of that? You two are really something else.

Mario: You know, that kind of reminds me of the song. Hit it boys!

Mario: Have you ever seen a boy with funny clothes? A girl with braces on her teeth or freckles on her nose? Some kids call them oddballs, some kids call them weird.

Luigi: Is it my imagination, or does Aunt Ruth have a beard?

Mario: The lord makes lots of people in all colors, shapes and sizes. He loves them very much and what we need to realize is that calling people names because they're different is wrong. Instead, we need to look on them in love and sing this song...

Mario and Luigi: I can be your friend! I can be your friend! Any day, in any weather we can be friends and play together!

Lazlo: Yeah, we're all pretty different. Some are skinny, some are stout!

Numbuh 3: But the inside is the part that we're supposed to care about!

Beast Boy: Aye! That's where we got feelings that are very much the same!

Numbuh 3: And so instead of weirdo, I think friend's a better name!

Everybody: I can be your friend!

Mario and Luigi: La La La!

Everybody: I can be your friend!

Mario and Luigi: La La La!

Everybody: If your hair is red or yellow, we can have lunch.

Numbuh 3: I'll share my jello!

(The song continues as the little spaceship flies around the USS Starship.)

Everybody: I can be your friend!

Mario and Luigi: La La La!

Everybody: I can be your friend!

Mario and Luigi: La La La!

Everybody: It's okay if we are different we can still play, because I can be your friend!

(The Spaceship brings her back home from outer space, and then the spaceship goes away)

Numbuh 3: Numbuh 1! Come quick!

Numbuh 1: What is it? Is something wrong?

Numbuh 3: Uh no. I just wanted to tell you that I'm going to invite Fernando to my party after all.

Numbuh 1: Really? That was quick. What made you change your mind?

Numbuh 3: Well you know, being different can be good. Like maybe if my party is about to be smashed by a giant popcorn ball meteor, Fernando could eat it! Or maybe if the slime monster shows up and squirts all over from us, Fernando could maybe blast it with his x-ray eyes.

Numbuh 1: Well, I don't think Fernando can do those kinds of things. But I bet you could teach about his country, and show you the kind of foods he likes to eat. Who knows, you might like it.

Numbuh 3: Yeah, that sounds fun!

Numbuh 1: I'm sure I'm proud of you for making the right decision. Well, it's time for sleeping. I love you, little mister.

Numbuh 3: I love you, big mister!

Numbuh 1: See you tomorrow.

Numbuh 3: Okay.

(As Numbuh 3 sits in his bed, the spaceship comes back.)

Numbuh 3: What? What is it now?

Lazlo: Um, well, Lt. Clarence here dropped our map right out of the spaceship.

Clarence: I apologize.

Lazlo: And um, we were wondering if you could just give us directions to the freeway? I think we can make it from there.

Numbuh 3: Out the window, down the street, left at Mr. Slushy.

Lazlo: Great. Thanks.

(The spaceship leaves the room as Lazlo and Clarence argue about directions.)

Clarence: That's what I said, I said left at Mr. Slushy.

Lazlo: Oh no, you said right. I distinctly remembering you saying right at Mr. Slushy.

Clarence: Why would I say that? That'd be... that'd be crazy! I'm kind of thirsty, can we stop at Mr. Slushy?

Lazlo: No, we need that money for tolls.

(Camera fades back to Lazlo & Clarence with QWERTY)

Lazlo: We're over here by QWERTY to talk about what we learned today.

Montage Singing: And so what we have learned applies to our lives today And God has a lot to say in His...

(Crashing noises are heard as a cog wheel rolls by Clarence. Lazlo returns. )

Lazlo: As I was saying...

Montage Singing: You see we know that God's word is for everyone And now that our song is done, we'll take a look.

Lazlo: Ahem! In The Story of Flibber-O-Loo, we learned that loving your neighbor means helping people, even when we don't really feel like it.

Clarence: In space, we learned that loving your neighbor means we can be friends with everybody.

Lazlo: Yep, even kids who are really different than us.

Clarence: We might even learn from them, too.

Lazlo: Let's see if QWERTY has a verse for us today.

(QWERTY starts verse of ...Love Your Neighbor as Yourself. Leviticus 19:18.)

Lazlo: "...Love Your Neighbor as Yourself. Leviticus 19:18". Now, that means we should treat others just as we want to be treated.

Clarence: Oh look at the time!

Lazlo: Well, that's all the time we have for today, until next time remember, The lord made you special, and He loves you very much. Bye!

Clarence: Bye!