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Maybe the world is blind Or just a little unkind

Don't know Seems you can't be sure

Where's your mother?

I don't know.

You don't know?

Mom parked the car in the shopping center and went in.

Yes? She never came back.

Brandon and I were hoping to stay with Henry, but... You'll stay here tonight,

and then tomorrow morning I'll take you down to the Department of Children and

Family Services.

What'll happen to me there?

They'll find your foster home.

I don't even know the fosters.

So...

Henry ran after me. Hi, Henry.

I was out for three and a half hours looking for you. Where have you been?

Why, here. It was raining outside.

Do I have to leave tomorrow?

Are you taking me down to the service department for children?

I have to.

But I'll try and arrange it so you can stay here till we find your mother.

So I send up a prayer.

When he takes me down to the service department for children, will you give

sign that everything's going to be all right?

Is that a yes or a no?

And now for a two. A punchy run to home.

A capital ship for an ocean trip was a walloping window blind.

No, in the blue, dismayed the crew or troubled the captain's mind.

And the cook was Dutch and behaved as such for the diet he gave the crew.

Milk. And stood prunes.

Prunes. Grosser. Rude.

Maybe I need them more than you do.

Just eat your cereal.

Looks yucky. What does it do?

Do? Does it whip up?

No. Does it talk? No.

Is it magically delicious?

No. Then forget it.

Funky, eat your cereal.

in the living room with a life not so good.

Listen, I called the Department of Children and Family Services this

Are they going to take me away to an orphanage?

Of course not, punkies.

They're only going to send someone to ask a few questions so they can help

your mother.

So I can stay here until I find my mother?

No orphanage?

No orphanage.

Now eat up.

Hi there.

Hold this.

Uh -huh.

Uh -huh.

Uh -huh.

Well, everything here seems to be honky -dory.

Hold it.

I have an odd question.

Who are you and what are you doing in my apartment?

I'm Eddie. I'm the new building super.

Hi, Eddie.

Hi. You must be the lady of the house.

And you must be the puppy of the house.

Eddie, don't you think you're a tad young for this kind of job?

What kind of practical experience have you had as a superintendent?

Oh, don't worry. I was assistant super over at the Lakeshore Tower.

Isn't that the apartment complex that burned down last week?

No problem. I quit smoking.

That does it.

I'm going to call the owner of the building.

I'm going to ask Mr. Melvin why he decided to hire you.

Are you going to call my Uncle Mel?

Yes, sirree, Mr. Warnemont, sir. It's going to be great working with you, sir.

Yes, sirree.

Eddie, to begin with, the dryer is broken.

Oh, I can fix that.

Gee, thanks a lot, Mr.

Warnemont. I...

Once in a while, nature plays a cruel joke.

Stop knocking!

I'm sorry.

I just couldn't think of any other way to get you to the door.

Are you Henry Warnemont?

Yes, I am.

Hi, I'm Randy Mitchell. I'm from the Department of Children and Family

It's all right. I believe you.

Yes.

I'm here regarding the little girl that you called us about.

Punky.

Rooster. That's me.

Hi, Randy.

Hi, Punky.

Can I get you a cup of coffee? Please.

Sugar in your coffee?

Uh, yeah, no, no, I'm on a diet. Do you have any sweet and low? Yes.

How many?

Four.

Well,

Punky, from, um, what I... I've heard you've been through an awful lot this

week. Are you all right?

Not Elmer Henry.

He's a real nice guy.

I see.

Do you have a real name besides Punky?

Punky's a real name.

Yes, I know, and it's a very nice one, but don't you have another name?

Sure, Booster.

No, I mean another first name.

Gee, I can't remember one.

You know...

I don't like to tell people my real name, either. They always laugh.

Aunt Randy?

Oh, that's my nickname. My real name is Miranda.

Miranda?

Miranda's worse than Penelope.

Aha, Penelope Brewster.

Boy, that was slick.

Now, Punky, what's your mother's name?

Susan.

has long, brown, curly hair.

She has a pretty smile, even when she's sad.

Do you have a picture of her?

She's standing in front of our house. Oh, wonderful. That'll be a big help.

See, I drew it myself.

It's, uh, very nice.

Um, Punky, I work for some very nice people.

whose job it is to help children just like you. What a great job.

Yes, it is.

Now, Punky, while we're looking for your mom, I'd like you to come with me to a

place called Fenster Hall.

Hold it.

Fenster Hall?

It's an emergency children's shelter where Punky can stay till we find her

temporary home.

It's an orphanage! You promised no orphanages!

Now, wait a minute.

You can't just walk in here off the street and take away a child that walked

here off the street.

Procedure, Mr. Warnemont. You are no relation to the child. Punky has to come

with me.

But I can't, Randy.

Brandon wouldn't like it there. He hates crowds.

I'm afraid Brandon can't go, Punky.

But we've never been apart.

He's just a puppy.

Don't take me away from him.

He needs me.

Please don't let her take me.

Miss Mitchell.

I cannot allow you to take Punky. I promised her no off -linage, and there

be any off -linage. So there.

Mr. Warnemont, if I have to, I will return with a police officer who can and

will arrest you for interfering with the execution of my duties.

So there yourself.

Honey, I don't want you to go to jail.

He's too old to eat bread and water. He needs prunes.

You're not going to jail.

Fenster Hall is a very nice place.

Can I say goodbye to Brandon?

Sure.

Brandon, gotta go away for a while.

Come on.

Yes. Come on, be brave.

Take your family from me.

He's kind of lost without me.

Take a picture?

Without help I can go out the same way.

How you doing?

Okay.

Look, I know this isn't easy for you, Punky, but you only have to stay here

we find you a real nice place to live.

I already had a real nice place to live with Henry.

This is where you're going to be staying.

You want me to introduce you to your new roommates?

No, I'm great with kids. That's because I'm one.

You're a doll. She's pretty.

My name's Pocky. What's yours?

My name's Mary.

She never says nothing.

She's just a big dope.

You can talk and be a big dope, too.

So, Pinky, what's with the sneaks? You colorblind?

I like my shoes this way, and my name's Pocky.

Punky.

Starts with P -U.

Boy, this is a tough one.

Not so fast, Brewster.

I've been here the longest, and the bureau belongs to me. But it's empty.

Doesn't matter.

If I ever do get something, it's going in. Right there.

Listen. First, I had to move my stuff out of a junky car and into an empty

apartment. Then, out of an empty apartment and into Henry's place.

Then, out of Henry's place and into this place.

Now, I like to travel just as well as the next kid, but this is trying to burn

me up.

My stuff is in that...

206, Punky.

So you're working on a match pair.

Now listen to me, you sock -mangling mongrel.

You're going to remain under the same roof. You're going to have to observe a

few basic courtesies. One, eating any article of my clothing is verboten.

Two, you'll be provided with two meals a day and walks at regular intervals.

No in -between meal snacks or unscheduled leg liftings will be

Hey, I'm talking to you.

Under no circumstances will your presence on any piece of furniture be

I know.

I miss her, too.

Mr. Warnemont, I think I finally figured out what's wrong with your dryer.

Yes? What is it?

Well, sir, every time you turn around, that baby fills up with water.

Now, call me crazy, but that's no way to dry clothes.

Eddie, that is the washing machine.

The dryer is the machine right next to it.

Oh, now we're getting somewhere.

Yes, sirree, chief. Isn't it great to be part of a team?

I'm history.

Get lost!

I'll bet you don't get a lot of salesmen around here.

Please forgive me, Miss Mitchell.

Won't you come in?

How's Punky?

Oh, she's adjusting.

She really misses you.

Well, have you had any luck finding her mother?

Not yet.

Mr. Warnemont, we must face the possibility that Punky's mother won't be

In fact, to be brutally honest, she may not want to be found.

So what? What happened to Punky?

Well, within 72 hours, the DCFS has to hold a court hearing to determine who

will get temporary custody.

Hopefully, it will be someone willing to provide long -term care.

Punky would like it to be you.

I see.

You know, Miss Mitchell, when Punky first walked into my life, it made me

happy.

And when you took her away, frankly, it hurt.

And I'm not used to feeling hurt anymore.

I guess I'm not used to feeling much of anything.

Suppose I were willing to take custody of Punky, what would you say?

I'd have to say that, in my opinion, Punky would be better off with someone

else.

Hey, kid, who's the old geez?

Is that your grandfather?

He's no geez, he's my friend Henry.

I can't wait until they let me go back to him.

I hate to tell you this, kid, but you're never going to get to see that old guy

again. You're lying!

Hey, I know the rules around here.

They made half of them because of me.

And there's only one thing to do.

I've got to bust out of here. Forget it.

You'd have to get past Tyler first.

And nobody.

I've ever done that before.

Oh, yeah? Well, that's because it's never been done by Punky Brewster.

Okay, I'll admit it. Tyler's good.

But there must be some way to get past him without him noticing.

Any ideas, Lisa?

No, I'm tapped out.

Me too.

Why don't you go out the window?

Mary, you don't say much, but when you do, it's primo.

Wait, there's less.

Are you crazy?

We're two stories up.

I know, but I've got to go, Fred.

Mr. Tyler! Mr.

Tyler! Mary!

You're talking!

Come quick!

Peggy's got out the window!

Good heavens!

Those windows are supposed to be locked!

Hurry up!

I can't see her anymore!

Which way did she go?

She went out on the ledge, and then she just disappeared.

I'm going after her.