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Maybe the world is blind Or just a little unkind

Don't know Seems you can't be sure

Of anything anymore Although

Donkey, hit the hay.

You've got to get some sleep if you're going to grow up big and tall.

I'm willing to stay short for one more day.

Much. Much.

You've got to get your beauty rights, young lady. Don't you want to be

beautiful?

Much. I can get by with just being cute.

Do you have an answer for everything?

Let me stay up and we can find out.

I'll let you stay up to watch Silver Spoons and Knight Rider. Isn't that

I want to watch Revenge of the Slime People.

No.

Okay. We'll compromise.

How about news breaks, Connie and Charlie?

No.

What's up, Henry? Why do you keep chucking your watch?

I'm just keeping track of the amount of sleep you're losing. Now, lie back.

Close your eyes.

Okay.

Henry!

What? I can't go to sleep. I've got too much on my mind.

Maybe I'll fall asleep faster if you read me a story.

All right.

But a quick one.

The Happiest Fox in the Forest.

Once upon a time, there was a little fox named Frankie who smiled and laughed

all the time. He was so full of good cheer that all the other animals called

the happiest fox in the forest. One day, Willie Wolf came up to Frankie Fox and

said, Golly willy, because Frankie... You've got to do Willie's voice.

Golly willy, because Frankie happens to be so happy all the time.

And Frankie said, Gee whiz, Willie. You've got to do Frankie's voice, too.

Gee whiz, Willie. The end.

What? I'm still not sleepy.

Try counting sheets.

Here comes sheep number one. Can you see him?

I see him.

He's approaching the fence.

He's jumping over the fence.

Can you picture him?

There he goes. Oh, he's so grateful.

Here comes sheep number two.

And sheep number three.

And sheep number four.

Come on, now you do it.

Sheep number five.

Sheep number six.

Sheep number seven.

Sheep number eight. Sheep number nine.

What's the matter?

Sheep number nine crashed in the fence.

Oh, Henry, it was horrible. You should have seen it.

Should I pretend to call the farm ambulance?

Punky.

really can't go to sleep.

Find a way.

Understand?

Good night.

It's not morning.

It's not?

Then I'm done.

You've been in bed two minutes.

I'm a deep sleeper.

Bed.

Now. It's not fair, Henry.

Why do I have to go to bed as soon as an hour and you get to stay up as late as

you want?

Because I'm a grown -up and grown -ups get to stay up late.

Why? Because grown -ups don't need as much sleep. Why?

Because... We go to bed early when we're children. We get all that extra sleep.

Then I'll make you a deal. I go to sleep late now, and I'll get the extra sleep

when I'm a grown -up.

I'll make you a deal. Go to sleep now, and I'll let you live to be a grown -up.

Henry, where's the phone, after all? Oh, is it? Ah, yes, so it is.

What's going on around here?

Always checking your watch?

I'll tell you.

There's a special program on television tonight, and I want to see it.

Okay, I'll watch it with you.

No. It's a program for adults only.

Must be cable.

Bed. Now.

Okay.

Coming up next, Johann Strauss' classic operetta, Die Fledermaus, starring the

incomparable Alfredo Amino.

But first, public television needs your support.

Call in your pledge right now, and you will receive a free Channel 86 tote bag.

Here to tell you how he uses his tote bag is Dick Cavett.

Wait, I want to see what he does with his tote bag.

You again?

Come on, Henry, why can't I watch the opera with you?

Because I watch the opera alone.

It's one of my greatest joys in life, and I share it with no one. Even when I

attend the opera, I buy two extra seats.

So there will be no one sitting next to me to make inane comments or try to

borrow my program. I watch the opera alone.

Okay, I can take a hint.

But you know, Henry...

It would be nice if I could stay on one of those nights.

Good night.

Monkey, where are you going?

Too bad. I thought our little talk was over.

Which just shows that you know nothing about opera. It's not over, my dear,

until the fat lady sings.

Come on, get over here. I want to teach her a few things.

Yippee!

Now, I told you.

Then I take my opera seriously.

So any foolishness out of you and it's straight to bed.

I'll be furious.

Cross my heart.

All right.

The title of this opera is Deflatomouse.

Is Deflatomouse a relative of Mickey Mouse?

Deflatomouse means the bat.

Ooh.

This can be scary.

Hardly. It's a light operetta.

That who you get when you dial O?

An opera writer?

What's your music?

Music? Oh, it's truly beautiful.

It's a wonderful duet in Act One.

Would you like to learn it?

I'll give it a shot.

All right.

This is my part.

Glücklich ist wer vergisst was nicht zu ändern

ist. And this is your part.

Glücklich ist wer vergisst was doch nicht zu ändern

ist. Glücklich ist wer vergisst was nicht

zu ändern ist.

you don't want to watch slime people.

No, no.

Now we sing it together.

Okay.

Let's just let the fat... lady do the singing.

The performance tonight is a bit lackluster.

I see you agree.

Or just a little unkind.

Don't know.

How do you spell booster shot?

B -O -O -V -T -O -R.

S -H -O -T.

T.

Funky.

Your red sweatshirt ran all over my clothes. I'm now the proud owner of pink

pants.

Henry, I told you you should have spent those extra quarters and washed those

loads separately.

I swear sometimes you tatted and bark on a tree.

What are your children up to?

It's home.

Sort of like creative writing.

Excellent. Is it a play or a short story?

A short story.

Let's take a look at this creative writing.

Yes, let's.

Dear Nurse Williams, I am Punky Brewster's foster father. Honest, I am.

Punky has never had any illness and does not need her booster shot.

Love and kisses, Henry Warnimont.

Very creative indeed.

Dear Nurse Williams, Cherry is fine.

See you around.

Betty Johnson.

Punky, I'd like an explanation.

Well, uh... The school nurse gave me notes saying that I had to get my

shot. And where is this note?

It might be in the garbage can.

What's it doing there?

The backstroke.

Did you get the same note, Fat Butt?

Uh, I'm trying to remember.

Let's go upstairs and find a way to jog your memory.

It was dishonest of you to write that note and sign my name. I'm going to have

to ground you.

Okay.

Don't make me miss my booster shot.

Oh, you'll get your shot, young lady. Tomorrow, right after school.

What's the matter?

I had a nightmare.

Oh, dear.

Tell me what it was about.

I turned to the doctor's office.

All of a sudden, he started to mean my shot in my arm.

Then, the needle got bigger and bigger and bigger and bigger until it was the

size of a telephone pole.

I'm scared.

You? The Joan of Arc of the third grade?

I know it's hard to believe. Usually nothing scares me.

But the thought of getting a needle stuck through my arm gives me chickens

again.

Yes, I know what you mean, Punky.

But I think I may have a solution. I want to show you something.

Something. Very special.

A nickel?

Oh, it is not just an ordinary nickel. This is my magic nickel.

Wow.

Is it really magic?

When I was about your age, and airplanes were the new thing, I was frightened of

flying more than anything in the world. Well, one Christmas...

I had to fly to Massachusetts to visit my grandparents.

And my father knew how scared I was.

So he gave me this magic nickel and told me if I carried it on the plane with

me, all my fears would disappear as if by magic.

Wow, did it work?

Absolutely. And ever since then, we never have been afraid of anything,

at all.

I've carried this magic nickel.

And whatever I was afraid of didn't seem so bad anymore.

Holy mackinoli!

Tell you what, if you promise to be extremely careful, I'll

let you borrow this magic nickel for your booster shot tomorrow.

I'll be super -duper careful.

Thanks, Henry.

You're welcome.

I feel like the force is with me.

Mister, you want a lick of my ice cream cone?

Young man, the spittle you've deposited on that confection considerably

decreases its desirability.

Spunky, could you come over here a minute? I need to ask you some

Jimmy Rogers?

Oh, boy.

Come on, Jimmy.

I'll be right back, Punky. I've just been the victim of a lick and run.

Nurse, how soon can I go in and get my shot?

Eager, aren't we? Why are you so brave today?

Stimple, I've got my magic nickel.

You want a piece?

More than anything.

Oh, gross and rude. Stuck to my gummy bears.

Is there any way I can wash it off?

How about right over there at the drinking fountain?

I'm curious if that'll do any good. No, you don't understand. There's only one

magic nickel in the whole world.

I borrowed it for today. It's a loner.

Funky Brewster, time for your booster.

Listen, can I bring the drinking fountain with me?

Here we go.

Did Punky go in to get her shot?

Yes, she did. Oh, that's my brave little girl.

Well, she wasn't very brave a minute ago.

Why? What happened?

She lost some kind of magic nickel.

She what?

She lost it?

It's silly, isn't it?

Children always want to rely on some magic something or other to get them

through a tough time. And then when they don't have it anymore, they panic.

Oh, well, kids will be kids.

She lost it?

What amazes me is that I have seen parents in this very room encourage

children's belief in magic.

No.

Yes. Some parents will do anything to avoid dealing with their child's

directly. How immature. How short -sighted.

Where was she when she lost that nickel?

In the drinking fountain.

Tell me something.

Why are adults so uncut? comfortable with honesty?

Let's face it.

Honesty is a dying art.

Well, I need a drink of water.

Let's see.

A three -letter word that rhymes with cat.

First letter is B.

Too tough.

Hi, Henry.

How did it go?

Great. The doctor said I'm the bravest kid he's got all day.

Oh, well done, Bunky. I'm proud of you.

Thanks.

Henry, sit down. There's something I've got to tell you.

Now, this is going to be rough on you, very rough.

I lost your magic nickel.

You're not mad?

No, what's done is done.

The thing is, I was still able to be brave without it.

I decided to believe in myself as much as I believed in the magic nickel.

And presto zappo.

and you don't need it either.

Well, maybe you have a point there.

Well, Pongy, the doctor told me you were very brave.

Thanks, and guess what? Henry wasn't mad when I told him I lost his magic

nickel.

What do you say we go for ice cream?