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Well, how nice.

It's not everyone that has a friend to serve his breakfast.

Peanut butter sandwiches again.

Hi, Linus.

Good morning, Charlie Brown.

Aren't you afraid of what the kids at school might say about that blanket?

Do you have a nickel?

Flip it into the air.

They don't say very much.

I wish I could get rid of my problems that easily.

I feel miserable.

Nobody likes me.

Why can't I have fun like everybody else?

When noon comes, I can't even enjoy lunchtime.

That's not asking too much. An enjoyable, pleasant lunch.

There! There!

Did you see that little red-haired girl on the bus?

Why can't I at least have lunch with that little red-haired girl?

Is that too much to ask?

I get all worked up, and my stomach starts to hurt.

I don't know what's the matter with me.

I don't feel very well.

I know what's the matter with you.

You do?

Sure. You're in love, Charlie Brown.

Poor little Charlie Brown

You're in Love, CHARLIE BROWN

Don't let love bring you down

You'll have your day

She'll come your way

I love you, Linus.

Poor little Charlie Brown

She loves me. She loves me not. She--

It is difficult for me to believe that a flower has a gift of prophecy.

Look at that little red-haired girl over there.

I'd give anything if I could talk with her.

Tomorrow's the last day of school.

If I don't talk to her today or tomorrow, I'll have to wait clear to next fall.

I know what I'll do. I'll write her a note!

"Dear Little Red-Haired Girl, how I've longed to meet you."

Yes, ma'am?

My report? Oh, yes, ma'am. I have my report.

It's about the mountains and jungles of Africa.

"Dear Little Red-Haired Girl, how I've longed to meet you."

Boy, Charlie Brown. You really made a fool of yourself.

A comforting word from a friend.

Yoo-hoo, Linus.

Here I come.

You better get hold of yourself.

Why don't you either come play with us

or go over and introduce yourself to that little red-haired girl?

Do one thing or the other.

You can't moon around like this all the time.

Besides, you only have today and tomorrow.

Then school is over, and you won't see her again until next fall!

Why don't you just walk over and introduce yourself?

Get it over with!

You're right, Linus. That's the only way. I've made up my mind.

I'm going to introduce myself to that little red-haired girl.

I'm going to stand up, and I'm going to walk right over to her,

and I'm going to introduce myself.

I'm standing up. Now, I'm going to walk over there.

I'm standing up.

I'm-- I'm sitting down.

Linus, why don't you help me?

Why don't you slyly start a conversation with that little red-haired girl?

Without her knowing what you're up to, find out if she's ever noticed me

or what she thinks of me.

But remember, be sly. Be real sly.

I did it, Charlie Brown.

I went up to her and I told her all about how you're madly in love with her, and--

Why are little red-haired girls so hard to meet?

Now what?

That little red-haired girl's desk is right by the pencil sharpener.

I'll go up there and sharpen my pencil.

And while I'm sharpening my pencil,

I'll say, "It's a nice day, little red-haired girl."

I'll impress her with my friendliness.

Good grief.

Pencil needs sharpening.

Pencil needs sharpening.

What happened? What did she say? What did you say?

What did she say when you said what you said?

I couldn't say anything.

Not only that, you sharpened your ballpoint pen.

Yes ma'am? Me?

Spelling?

Yes, there are certain rules we can use to help us spell correctly.

The first rule we will never forget is, I before E after D.

E before I except after G.

I don't think I'd mind school at all

if it weren't for these lonesome lunch hours.

I guess I'll sit on this bench.

Those kids look like they're having a lot of fun.

I wish they liked me. Nobody likes me.

The PTA did a good job painting these benches.

I'd give anything in the world

if that little girl with the red hair would come over and sit with me.

You know why that little red-haired girl never notices me?

Because I'm nothing.

When she looks over, there's nothing to see.

How can she see someone who's nothing?

You're depressed, aren't you?

Cheer up, Charlie Brown. Tomorrow's the last day of school.

That's the problem.

There's only this afternoon, and then tomorrow,

and then I won't see her all summer.

You've tied your peanut butter sandwich in a knot.

Well, I guess I'll get in a few games before the bell rings.

There's nothing like unrequited love

to drain all the flavor out of a peanut butter sandwich.

It's stupid to just sit here and admire

that little red-haired girl from a distance.

It's stupid not to get up and go over and talk to her.

It's really stupid. It's just plain stupid!

So why don't I go over and talk to her?

Because I'm stupid.

I wonder what I'd do if she came over here and sat down?

I wonder if I--

Good grief! She saw me looking at her.

She's standing up.

She's coming over here! She's coming over here!

What do I do? What do I do?

Good grief, Charlie Brown! You're ridiculous!

I can't help it, Lucy.

I just can't face the little red-haired girl.

Pretty faces make me nervous.

How come my face doesn't make you nervous?

I notice you can talk to me! I have a pretty face.

How come you can talk to me?

Wasn't I the Christmas Queen?

You haven't answered, hmm?

Hello, stupid.

Yeah. Hello, stupid.

Boy, were you dumb in school today.

You've been dumb before, but today you were really dumb!

The teacher asked him why they have so much rain in Oregon.

And he said, "Because they have a lot of clouds."

There you go again.

Always so inconsiderate to poor Charlie Brown.

Charlie Brown is not as stupid as he seems.

He's just upset, that's all.

Charlie Brown is upset because of that little red-haired girl.

For your information, Charlie Brown is in love!

Poor little Charlie Brown

No one could love that frown

Who would love you No one, that's who

Your face is too darn round

Your face is too darn round

There she is. There's that little red-haired girl.

She's walking home from school.

Just think, she's walking on the same sidewalk that I'm walking on.

I wish I were walking with her.

I wish I were walking right beside her, and we were holding hands.

I'll bet her hands are real soft and cool.

Boy, what a blockhead I am!

I'll never get to hold hands with her. I'll never get to walk with her.

I'll never get to meet her or talk to her.

I'll never get to say one word to her.

All I get to do is walk home from school by myself.

Boy, what a day!

This has been the worst day of my life.

On a day like this,

a person really needs his faithful dog to come running out to greet him.

What's going on here?

You look like you're graduating or something!

I am graduating.

I'm practicing for our graduation exercises

from kindergarten to the first grade.

In fact, I have been selected class valedictorian.

Maybe you could help me with my speech.

Do you think I should talk upon the role

our generation will play in world affairs?

Or maybe I could discuss

the failure of the present generation to carry out its responsibilities!

Kindergarten.

Cap and gown.

Graduation.

I can't stand it!

Liberty magazine, 1933.

I wonder where the doctor is.

I'm glad to see you practicing so hard.

It's a sign that you really think about the future.

What if you and I got married someday, Schroeder?

And you became a famous concert pianist.

And what if we traveled all over the world

while you performed with great orchestras in foreign lands?

And what if, right at the height of your career,

you broke both your arms while skiing

and could never play the piano again,

and I had to go to work in a laundry to support both of us?

Wouldn't that be romantic?

Musicians play a lot of love songs, but they really aren't very romantic.

You and your stupid ole Beethoven!

By golly, I'll show you!

There! What do you think of that?

I'll probably never get married.

What do you want?

I'm a patient. I need advice.

I have a serious problem.

There's this little red-haired girl in my class, you see, and--

I know your kind, Charlie Brown.

It's men like you

that make the world a rough place to live for beautiful girls like me.

You men are all alike.

You talk a lot of romantic nonsense, but do you ever discuss marriage?

No! You're all alike!

My Aunt Marian was right.

Never discuss marriage with a musician.

Good grief.

You scoundrels are all alike!

Hello?

Peppermint Patty? Well, what a surprise!

How have you been?

Hi, Chuck. How's the ole ball team?

Chuck? Oh, the ball team's okay.

I thought now would be a good time

to solve this year's baseball problems for you, Chuck.

I'm heading across town right now, so you get your team together.

Tell them Peppermint Patty is on her way!

So long, Chuck.

Chuck?

Hi, Chuck. Your worries are over.

Where's the team? I wanna look 'em over.

I still say that shortstop you have is the funniest looking kid I've ever seen.

Well, right now, the team isn't my problem.

You see, it's school.

And, well, you see, it's this girl in school, you see?

Oh, I get it. An affaire d'amour, eh?

Why didn't you say so, Chuck?

Glad I can be of service.

I'll handle the whole problem, Chuck.

Let's see.

You need someone to break the ice for you, eh?

You sly dog.

Leave it to me, Chuck ole boy.

You say this girl is in your class, eh?

She won't give you a tumble?

I know the type, Chuck.

I'll handle this.

Hi, Lucille.

Lucille?

How have you been?

Boy, have I got news for you.

I just talked to this nice cultured kid who really goes for you, Lucille.

He's too bashful to come right out and declare himself,

so we're gonna have to nudge him.

Get what I mean?

I'll arrange a little meeting.

Tell you what,

suppose we arrange for you two to meet alone at--

How about home plate on the ball diamond at 6:30 p.m.?

How romantic can you get?

Don't forget, Lucille.

I'll get our man to show up, okay?

Well, Chuck ole buddy, it's all arranged.

Your little dreamboat will be there at 6:30,

right after dinner.

She's really with it, Chuck ole boy.

Don't need to worry a bit.

Good grief.

Well, so long, Chuck. Just call me anytime.

I'm better at baseball problems though. See ya, pal.

6:30 at home plate.

How do I get into these situations?

There she is.

What do I do? Good grief!

This is it.

I can't weasel out of this one.

You! -You!

What an awful day this has been.

Tomorrow is the last day of school,

and I still haven't met that little red-haired girl.

If I don't meet her tomorrow, I won't see her all summer.

I came so close too.

Several times I almost met her.

I almost talked to her.

Tomorrow I've got to do it.

Tomorrow is D-Day.

Instead of walking to school tomorrow,

I'll get up real early and meet her at the school bus.

I'll be the first one there, so I won't miss her.

Don't you think that's a good idea, Snoopy?

Snoopy? Snoopy!

Hey! You there!

Bus! Stop!

Hey, bus! Stop, bus!

How come you're late, Charlie Brown?

Tardy? Well, yes, ma'am.

Do I have an excuse?

Well, it all started yesterday, ma'am.

It's really a very long story.

Yes, ma'am. I know you're asking why I was late.

Well, I was late because I missed that stupid bus!

That's why!

Oh, good grief. Now I've done it.

Plead my cause, O Lord, with them that strive with me.

Fight against them that fight against me.

Deliver me from the hand of them that persecute me.

My stomach hurts.

Excuse me, I'm supposed to see the principal.

What about?

Well, my teacher sent me in.

I guess I yelled at her.

I didn't mean to yell at her.

I was sort of upset at the time,

and, well, now I'm supposed to see the principal.

So here I am in the principal's office.

Good grief.

There goes the recess bell.

The way things are going, I'll miss this recess altogether,

and practically my last chance to talk to the little red-haired girl.

There she goes out to play!

Rats! And here I am stuck in the principal's office.

Yes, sir.

What am I doing at the window?

Well, nothing really.

You see, I was told by my teacher to come to your office.

You have a nice office.

How are you and the PTA getting along?

Yes, ma'am. Me?

Yes, I have my arithmetic homework done. I have problem seven.

This will really impress the little red-haired girl.

Watch me whip through this problem.

Yes, ma'am? What am I doing?

I don't have the slightest idea.

What a day.

I guess my last real chance to meet the little red-haired girl

will be after school.

I'll rush out as soon as school lets out.

I've got to catch her before she gets on that bus.

Oh, rats!

"I like you, Charlie Brown. Signed, Little Red-Haired Girl."

Boy!

Just wait till September, boy! Just wait!

Boy, nobody will laugh then.

No, sir!

They'll all say, "You must be something, Charlie Brown."

That's what they'll say.

And I'll carry her books and walk home with her

and get her on the team.

Oh, boy, oh, boy! It's gonna be great!

And we'll do this and that and go here and there.

And I'll be happy and popular and the kids will like me for a change.

Nobody will laugh then. No, sir!

They'll all say, "You must be something, Charlie Brown."