Original subtitles

Helga: ARNOLD!

( barking )

HEY, ARNOLD!

( glass shatters )

( girl shrieks )

Helga: HEY, ARNOLD!

ARNOLD!

ARNOLD!

ARNOLD!

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and NICKELODEON]

AR-NOLD!

MOVE IT, FOOTBALL HEAD!

Kids: HEY, ARNOLD!

( flies buzzing )

WELL, IT'S HERE. THE QUESTION IS:

WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?

WHAT'S HERE?

THE FIRST MONDAY IN JUNE.

WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL?

COME ON, EUGENE.

TODAY IS TRASH CAN DAY.

DON'T YOU KNOW ABOUT TRASH CAN DAY?

UH... NO.

OH, COME ON...

OH, COME ON...

OH, COME ON...

TRASH CAN DAY IS A P.S. 118 LEGEND

PASSED ON FROM KID GENERATION TO KID GENERATION

FOR OVER THREE YEARS.

AND GERALD IS THE KEEPER OF THE TALE.

TELL IT, GERALD.

NO ONE OF US KNOWS EXACTLY WHEN

THE TERRIBLE FEARSOME TRADITION BEGAN.

HOWEVER, ALL AGREE THAT TRASH CAN DAY

IS THE MOST DIABOLICAL DAY EVER INVENTED.

THE DAY IS ALWAYS UPON THE FIRST MONDAY OF JUNE

THE DAY BEFORE TRASH PICKUP

WHEN THE RANCID REFUSE OF SOCIETY LIES

IN FLY- AND MAGGOT-INFECTED TRASH CONTAINERS

ALL OVER THE CITY!

MY FRIENDS, TODAY IS THAT DAY!

FIFTH GRADERS ALL OVER THE CITY

SEARCH OUT UNCIRCUMSPECTING FOURTH GRADERS LIKE US

CATCH THEM, AND WITH THE MOST HEINOUS ABANDON

PLOP THEM UNCEREMONIOUSLY INTO TRASH CANS.

WHEN THE 3:00 BELL RINGS, WE ALL OF US BECOME FAIR GAME!

AND NO ONE OF US IS SAFE FROM THE WRATH OF THE FIFTH GRADE.

GEE, THAT DOESN'T SOUND GOOD.

ONE YEAR, ONE GUY GOT IT SO BAD

HE SMELLED LIKE A MOLDY BURRITO FOR YEARS.

THIS DOESN'T HAVE TO HAPPEN TO US.

IT DOESN'T?

NO. WE JUST NEED TO STICK TOGETHER

AND WE'LL BE FINE.

AND, AFTER ALL, THESE BIG, SCARY FIFTH GRADERS--

HOW BAD CAN THEY BE?

NOW, THE MOST EFFICIENT WAY TO CAN A FOURTH GRADER

IS TO GRAB HIM RIGHT UNDER THE ARMPITS

LIKE SO.

OKAY, EDMUND, GO AHEAD AND TRY IT.

LIKE THAT?

NO. NO. WAY TOO SLOW.

IT'S GOT TO BE ONE FLUID MOTION.

GOT IT?

ALL RIGHT.

REMEMBER: THIS AFTERNOON

WE GOT TO SHOW NO MERCY.

WHEN 3:00 ROLLS AROUND

THOSE FOURTH GRADERS WILL WISH

THEY'D NEVER BEEN BORN!

( all cheering )

HERE'S THE SCHOOL AND HERE'S MY HOUSE.

MRS. VITELLO'S FLOWER SHOP IS HERE.

WE MAKE IT TO HER BACKYARD

THEN WE CAN CUT THROUGH THE FLOWER SHOP

HEAD TO THE FIRE ESCAPE

AND THEN WE'RE AT MY HOUSE.

WE STILL GOT TO MAKE IT TO THE FLOWER SHOP.

AND THAT'S EIGHT BLOCKS!

I HEARD PARK HAS A SECRET FORTRESS.

WE CAN ALL HIDE OUT THERE.

THAT'S PERFECT.

IT'S NEAR MRS. VITELLO'S.

WE CAN WAIT THERE UNTIL THEY CLOSE THE SCHOOL.

( clock ticking )

( school bell ringing )

ALL RIGHT, EVERYONE.

LISTEN UP. REMEMBER OUR PLAN.

YEAH, ARNOLD, I REMEMBER YOUR PLAN.

Arnold: ALL FOR ONE AND ONE FOR ALL.

( all gasping )

EVERY MAN FOR HIMSELF!

( all screaming )

TALK ABOUT IRONIC.

( screaming )

( children screaming )

( yells )

( yells )

( yelling )

MOMMY!

Sid: NO! NO!

DON'T CAN ME!

( crying )

OH, MAN! THEY GOT SID.

HE WAS SO YOUNG.

HEY, WOLFGANG, LOOK.

( panting )

I'LL NEVER GET OVER THAT!

( cat screeching )

THERE'S THREE OF THEM.

( grunts )

( grunting )

( screaming )

YOU TWO ARE NEXT!

WE CAN RIDE THIS ALL THE WAY TO THE FLOWER SHOP.

AND NOT A FIFTH GRADER IN SIGHT.

UH, GERALD?

EXCEPT FOR THOSE GUYS.

( whimpers )

( tires screeching )

( bell dings )

AH...!

Edmund: HEY, THERE'S THAT

FOOTBALL-HEADED FOURTH GRADER AGAIN!

PARK, WHAT'S GOING ON?

THIS IS MY SAFE HOUSE.

YEAH. EUGENE TOLD US ABOUT THIS.

NO FIFTH GRADER KNOWS ABOUT THIS PLACE.

BUT FOURTH GRADERS ARE ALWAYS WELCOME.

WE FEED THE HUNGRY, HEAL THE WOUNDED

AND CLEAN UP THE GARBAGE-COVERED.

THEY SAY I MIGHT EVEN BE SMELLING NORMAL AGAIN

BY THE END OF THE WEEK.

WE EVEN PROVIDE PSYCHOLOGICAL SERVICES.

IT WAS HORRIBLE.

THEY PICKED ME UP

AND THEN THEY JAMMED ME IN THE TRASH CAN!

AH, GET OVER IT, YOU BIG WUSS!

YOU'RE DOING A WONDERFUL THING.

WELL, WE TRY.

( rattling )

HOW DID HE GET IN HERE?!

COME BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE FOURTH GRADER

I'M GOING TO GET YOU!

WHAT NOW, ARNOLD?

WE STILL HAVE FOUR BLOCKS TO THE FLOWER SHOP

AND THE PLACE IS SWARMING WITH FIFTH GRADERS.

LOOKS PRETTY BAD.

PSST.

LOOKS PRETTY BAD.

PSST.

YOUSE GUYS ARE FOURTH GRADERS?

YEAH.

WHAT WOULD YOU SAY

IF I CAN GET YOU OUT OF HERE?

YOU MEAN...?

THAT'S RIGHT.

I CAN GET YOU OVER THE LINE.

LET'S SEE.

HOW MUCH DO YOU WANT?

LET'S SEE.

HOW MUCH DO YOU WANT?

HOW ABOUT A YO-YO AND THIS DOG-HEAD THING?

DEAL. HALF NOW, HALF LATER.

Boy ( outside ): HEY, WAIT UP!

( loud clank )

( loud clank )

Wolfgang: GOOD WORK!

YOU DOUBLE-CROSSED US.

THEY DON'T CALL ME "THE WEASEL" FOR NOTHING.

SHUT UP, MICKEY.

ALL RIGHT, YOU TWO.

IT'S TIME TO TAKE OUT THE TRASH.

WAIT, YOU DON'T

WANT TO DO THIS.

NO. IF YOU CAN US

YOU'LL ONLY BE CONTINUING A CYCLE

OF ENDLESS VIOLENCE

THAT'LL GO ON FOR GENERATIONS.

BUT THERE'S ANOTHER OPTION:

THE VISIONARY OPTION.

WOLFGANG, IF YOU END THIS CRAZY RITUAL

YOU WILL BE REMEMBERED FOR YEARS AND YEARS

AS A TRAILBLAZER OF TOLERANCE.

A PHILOSOPHER OF JUSTICE.

A PROPHET OF PEACE.

I'VE NEVER THOUGHT OF IT THAT WAY BEFORE.

I COULD PUT AN END TO AN ENTIRE CULTURE OF VIOLENCE.

Edmund: WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?

I'VE WEIGHED BOTH SIDES OF THE QUESTION

AND THOUGHT DEEPLY

ABOUT THE PROFOUND MORAL ISSUES AT STAKE.

AND?

I'M GOING TO PUT YOU GUYS IN THE TRASH.

THAT WASN'T AS BAD AS I THOUGHT IT WOULD BE.

YEAH, I THINK I GOT SOME LOX IN MY SHORTS.

♪ HA-HA-HA, HA-HAH HAH. ♪

♪ YOU FOURTH GRADERS GOT GARBAGE-CANNED. ♪

( laughs ) REALLY FUNNY

YOU THIRD GRADER.

JUST WAIT TILL NEXT YEAR

WHEN IT'S YOUR TURN.

WELL...

YOU REALLY WOULDN'T DO THAT TO US, WOULD YOU?

NAH, I GUESS NOT.

GEE, THANKS, MISTER.

I DON'T KNOW.

MAYBE WE SHOULD KEEP UP THE TRADITION.

YOU THINK?

THERE'S TWO SIDES TO THIS ISSUE.

WE'VE GOT ALL YEAR TO THINK ABOUT IT.

I DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU, BUT I NEED A SHOWER.

THIS REALLY BITES.

I'VE ALWAYS WANTED A PET--

ONE TO CALL MY OWN.

BUT MY DOG RAN AWAY.

AND MY RABBIT GAVE ME NIGHTMARES.

I THOUGHT I WAS NEVER GOING TO GET A PET OF MY OWN.

BUT THEN I FOUND HENRY.

I'VE HAD HIM FOR SIX MONTHS

AND NOTHING BAD'S HAPPENED TO HIM.

HENRY'S MY BEST FRIEND-- I FEED HIM

I TALK TO HIM

AND BOUGHT THIS PLASTIC CASTLE WITH MY ALLOWANCE.

SHOW EVERYONE HOW YOU PLAY HIDE AND SEEK, HENRY.

SEE THAT!

HE WAVED TO ME WITH HIS TAIL.

IT'S CALLED "SWIMMING", DR. COUSTEAU.

( all laughing )

THANK YOU FOR SHARING, EUGENE.

AND MAY I SAY, A GOLDFISH IS SO VERY...

YOU.

AND NOW, ARNOLD

LET'S SHARE YOUR WORLD.

WHAT SPECIAL PART OF IT DID YOU BRING FOR US TODAY?

I BOUGHT THIS YO-YO LAST WEEK.

THE GUY SHOWED ME CAT'S CRADLE.

AND I CAN SHOOT THE MOON, TOO.

WOW!

( clunk )

( Eugene gasps )

HENRY!

HUH?

HE'S...

HE'S CROAKED.

I'M SORRY, EUGENE.

I'M REALLY SORRY.

IT'S A TRICK.

IT'S A NEW TRICK.

HE LEARNED A NEW TRICK.

( laughs ): ROLL OVER, HENRY.

YOU CAN DO IT.

ROLL OVER, BOY.

( cries out ): NO!

( school bell ringing )

YOU GOT TO DO IT, EUGENE.

IT'S TIME.

Eugene: GOOD-BYE, HENRY.

OH, I CAN'T DO IT, ARNOLD!

( crying )

I HAD HENRY SINCE HE WAS A BABY.

OKAY, I'LL FLUSH IT FOR YOU, HERE.

WAIT!

YOU REALLY LOVED HIM, HUH?

YEAH.

WHAT IF YOU BURY HENRY

WHERE YOU CAN ALWAYS VISIT HIM?

THAT WOULD BE BETTER, RIGHT?

( Eugene sniffles )

THERE'S GOING TO BE FOOD LATER, RIGHT?

THERE BETTER BE A POTLUCK AFTER THIS THING.

SHH, OKAY, GO AHEAD AND PUT HIM IN.

SHOULD WE SAY SOMETHING ABOUT HENRY FIRST?

LIKE WHAT?

IT'S CUSTOMARY AT FUNERALS

TO GIVE A EULOGY

FOR THE DECEASED PERSON OR CREATURE.

SINCE I'M THE MOST EXPERIENCED

PUBLIC SPEAKER OF ANYONE HERE...

UM, I'D PREFER IF IT WASN'T YOU, HELGA.

NO OFFENSE, BUT I'M NOT SURE

YOU REALLY APPRECIATED HENRY.

I APPRECIATED HIM JUST FINE!

YOU PATHETIC LITTLE-- OW!

GERALD SHOULD DO IT.

All: YEAH, LET GERALD DO IT!

( clears throat ): ARNOLD!

( sad melody )

HENRY WASN'T THE BIGGEST

OR THE BEST-LOOKING GOLDFISH.

SO NO ONE CAME TO BUY HIM FOR A LONG TIME.

HE THOUGHT HE'D NEVER FIND A HOME.

THEN ONE DAY

A LONELY BOY CAME INTO THE PET STORE.

HE WAS KIND OF A GEEK, REALLY.

BUT, HE NEEDED A PET.

AND HE WANTED HENRY.

AND THAT WAS THE START OF A BEAUTIFUL FRIENDSHIP.

HENRY WAS A SIMPLE FISH.

HE DIDN'T ASK FOR MUCH.

A FEW FLAKES OF FISH FOOD.

HIS LITTLE PLASTIC CASTLE.

THAT LITTLE GUY WITH THE MACE.

EVEN THOUGH THAT DIDN'T TURN OUT SO GOOD.

BUT THESE WERE THE THINGS HE LOVED.

AND SWIMMING.

OH YES, SWIMMING WAS A BIG THING WITH HIM

RIGHT UP TO THE END.

WHEN HE WAS STRUCK DOWN IN A BIZARRE TWIST OF FATE.

( sniffling )

BY A RUNAWAY YO-YO.

( sad sighs )

AND SO WE SAY GOOD-BYE, HENRY.

YOU WERE A GOOD PET FISH TO THE END.

( meows )

( meowing )

HENRY!

( meows )

EUGENE, I FEEL REALLY BAD.

BUT I'LL MAKE IT UP TO YOU.

ANOTHER FISH, OKAY?

OH... I CAN'T LOOK AT ANOTHER FISH.

IT'S TOO SOON.

I'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO REPLACE HENRY.

THEN HOW ABOUT THIS:

WE GO TO THE PET STORE AND GET A DIFFERENT PET?

I DON'T KNOW, ARNOLD.

( door slams, bells ring )

DON'T GIVE ME THAT LOOK.

Arnold: EXCUSE ME.

MY FRIEND IS LOOKING FOR A NEW PET.

WHAT A THRILL FOR ME.

I LIVE TO SERVE.

UH, CAN I SEE YOUR BIRD?

( squawks )

EWW!

WELCOME TO MY WORLD.

( squeaking )

HAMSTERS ARE PRETTY GOOD.

HEY, YEAH, AND SO FRIENDLY.

( yells )

OH, BAD CHEMISTRY.

YOU CAN'T FIGHT THAT.

( hissing )

A SNAKE WOULD GIVE YOU STYLE, EUGENE.

YOU KNOW, MACHISMO.

I DON'T KNOW, GUYS.

IT'S A HARMLESS GARTER SNAKE.

SNAKES ARE REALLY COOL.

TRY IT ON FOR SIZE.

( hissing )

IT PULLS YOUR WHOLE LOOK TOGETHER.

GEE, GUYS, I THINK HE LIKES ME.

LOOK, GUYS, HE'S GIVING ME A HUG.

GUYS, I CAN'T BREATHE.

( gags )

Arnold: SO, TOMORROW WE'LL TRY ANOTHER PET STORE.

WHAT DO YOU SAY?

MAYBE I'M JUST NOT SUPPOSED

TO HAVE A PET.

DON'T SAY THAT, EUGENE.

BUT MAYBE IT'S TRUE.

MAYBE I'M A KID WHO

JUST CAN'T HAVE PETS.

IT'S OKAY, ARNOLD.

I'LL GET USED TO IT, HONEST.

WELL, SEE YOU LATER.

POOR EUGENE.

HE'LL BE OKAY BY TOMORROW.

THAT KID ALWAYS BOUNCES BACK.

( kids playing, yelling )

THIS CAN'T BE GOOD, GERALD.

UH...

WHAT YOU DOING, EUGENE?

I BROUGHT MY HIPPO TO SCHOOL.

ISN'T HE NEAT?

I DON'T SEE ANY HIPPO.

ELBERT'S RIGHT HERE.

YOU CAN'T HIDE A HIPPO.

( school bell ringing )

TIME TO LINE UP.

COME ON, EUGENE.

NO, I'M STAYING WITH ELBERT.

BUT, EUGENE, YOU GOT TO GO TO CLASS.

NO, IT'S TOO SOON.

I KNOW HE LOOKS BIG

BUT ELBERT'S STILL A BABY.

ELBERT, GO GET THE BALL.

BRING IT HERE, BOY!

YAY, GOOD HIPPO!

Gerald: MAN, HE SNAPPED!

I GUESS EUGENE WAS JUST

HANGING ON BY A THREAD.

AND LOSING THAT FISH

WAS THE LAST STRAW.

I FEEL TERRIBLE ABOUT THIS, GERALD.

WHY DID IT HAVE TO BE EUGENE'S FISH?

WHAT HAPPENED NOW?

OH, ELBERT RAN AWAY.

HE CHEWED THROUGH HIS LEASH.

MAN, LOSING A PRETEND PET.

NOW THAT'S PATHETIC.

EUGENE, MAYBE YOU SHOULD TALK TO YOUR MOM ABOUT ELBERT.

SHE SHOULD KNOW THIS.

NO, SHE'S NOT A HIPPO PERSON, ARNOLD.

ANYWAY, I GOT A LOT MORE FLYERS TO PUT UP.

I GOT TO PULL HIM OUT OF THIS SLUMP.

Grandpa: HEY, EAT UP, ARNOLD!

YOUR GRANDMA DON'T COOK FRESH FISH VERY OFTEN.

I CAN'T EAT THIS, GRANDPA.

IT REMINDS ME OF A FISH I USED TO KNOW.

SOUNDS LIKE YOUNG ARNOLD HAS ANOTHER ONE

OF HIS COMPLEX LABYRINTHIAN CONUNDRUMS

OF A BOYHOOD PROBLEM.

WHAT IS IT, SHORT MAN?

WELL, IT'S EUGENE'S PET FISH.

I ACCIDENTALLY KILLED IT.

NOW HE DOESN'T HAVE A PET ANYMORE.

THAT'S A SHAME.

I DON'T GET IT, GRANDPA.

WHY DOES EVERYTHING BAD HAPPEN TO EUGENE?

SOME KIDS ARE JUST PLAIN UNLUCKY.

BAD THINGS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO THEM.

I GUESS ALL YOU CAN DO IS

BE A FRIEND TO HIM IN HIS TIME OF NEED.

BUT NEVER GO TO VEGAS

OR FLY IN AN AIRPLANE WITH HIM.

IT'S JUST NOT FAIR, GRANDPA.

I CAN'T STAND SEEING EUGENE SO ALONE.

WE'RE ALL ALONE!

THAT'S LIFE!

YOU DON'T NEED TO BE WITH ANYBODY.

TAKE IT FROM ME.

AS LONG AS YOU GOT YOUR DREAMS AND FANTASIES

YOU'LL BE ABLE TO GET UP AND GO ON.

EVERYBODY NEEDS A DREAM TO HANG ONTO.

OTHERWISE, THEY'RE JUST PEOPLE WITHOUT DREAMS

AND IF YOU DON'T WANT TO WEAR THAT FORK

GET AWAY FROM MY PLATE, YOU WEASEL.

YEAH!

Eugene: GEE, THANKS FOR BRINGING ME TO THE AQUARIUM, ARNOLD

BUT, I DON'T GET IT.

WHY ARE WE HERE?

EUGENE, SEE THAT ANGEL FISH?

I TALKED TO PEOPLE AT THE AQUARIUM

AND FROM NOW ON, THAT ANGEL FISH IS YOUR PET.

WOW!

SEE, IT'S OFFICIAL.

YOU CAN COME VISIT HIM ANYTIME.

ARNOLD, THIS IS SO GREAT.

YOU'RE THE NEATEST FRIEND ANYBODY EVER HAD.

LOOK!

HE WAVED AT ME!

I'M GOING TO CALL HIM ANGEL.

HELLO, ANGEL!

IT'S PERFECT!

IN THIS HUGE TANK SURROUNDED BY SECURITY GUARDS

NOTHING CAN HURT HIM.

NOTHING GETS NEAR HIM.

HE'S TOTALLY SAFE IN THERE.

AND I CAN COME SEE HIM ANYTIME I WANT.

OH, I'LL TELL HIM MY SECRETS.

WE'LL TAKE PICTURES OF HIM FOR MY WALL.

WE'LL GROW UP TOGETHER.

DON'T SAY A WORD, GERALD.

HI, ANGEL.

HEY, WHERE DID HE GO?

UH, ANGEL'S HIDING, EUGENE.

HE'S, UH, IN THE BACK.

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and NICKELODEON