Clifford's Charm School Transcripts

Emily Elizabeth: Clifford's Charm School 
[At Mr. Bleakman's yard, The Bleakmans read the newspaper on the back patio] 
Mrs. Bleakman: Now, don't forget you promised to mow the lawn, Horace. 
Mr. Bleakman: Don't worry, dear. I will. 
Mrs. Bleakman: You know my book club party is here tomorrow, and I want every little thing to be perfect.
Mr. Bleakman: Hmph! It's not the little things you have to worry about, Violet. 
[Emily Elizabeth laughing while wears blue/white swimsuit so Clifford can take a bath, due to Clifford is humming around the bath with a garden hose]
Mr. Bleakman: It's the big things. 
Mrs. Bleakman: You don't think Clifford would do anything to upset my party, do you? He's always such a good dog.
Mr. Bleakman: Well, when it comes to that big red pooch, anything can happen. 
Clifford (Emily Elizabeth splashes his paws with the garden hose): Woof! Woof Woof Woof! 
Mrs. Bleakman: Oh, dear. I can just imagine. [The adults chattering in this party, Mrs. Bleakman would have a plate of cheese puffs for Ms. Lee, ] Oh, do have a cheese puff. They're just out of the oven. 
Ms. Lee: Violet, this is the best book club party ever. Everything's perfect. 
Emily Elizabeth: Come back and finish your bath! [The adults gasped at Clifford and shakes his bubbles on him at the party]
Mrs. Bleakman: You know, Horace, maybe I'd better have a little talk with Emily.
Mr. Bleakman: That's a good idea, Violet. 
Mrs. Bleakman (Emily Elizabeth scrubs his paw to talk with Mrs. Bleakman): You know, Emily Elizabeth, the party is very important to me. 
Emily Elizabeth: Don't worry, Mrs. Bleakman, I'll make sure Clifford is extra special well-behaved that day. You'd never do anything to ruin Mrs. Bleakman's party, would you? 
[The next day, she mentioned to wear long sleeve pink school blouse with black buttons, black skirt, pink/black lucky socks and black school shoes]
Clifford: I wonder why Mrs. Bleakman thinks I might ruin her party. Emily Elizabeth always tells me I have
very good manners. 
T-Bone: You do have good manners.
Clifford: Thank you, T-Bone. 
T-Bone: You're welcome, Clifford. 
Mac: Your manners are ok, Clifford, but just plain old manners aren't good enough for a grown-up party.
Clifford: They aren't? 
Mac: No. You have to have fancy manners for that. Lucky for you, I'm an expert at acting fancy. I'd be happy
to teach you. 
Cleo: Wait a minute. You're not the only one around here. who knows how to act fancy. I happen to be an expert
on fancy manners, too.
Mac: Oh, yeah?
Cleo: Yeah! 
Mac: Yeah!
Cleo: Yeah! 
Mac: Yeah!
Cleo: Yeah! 
T-Bone: Hey, guys, don't you knowmit's bad manners to yell at each other?
Cleo: T's right, Mac. How about if we both teach Clifford fancy manners?
Clifford: Uh... I-I don't know, guys. 
Mac: Great idea, Cleo. We'll do it together. 
Clifford: I don't think I really need to learn how to be fancy. 
Mac (sighing): Clifford, you don'’t want to ruin Mrs. Bleakman's party, do you?
Clifford: Well, no. 
Cleo: Then, just follow us. We'’ll teach you just how to be.
Mac: Right. Follow us. [Mac tiptoed in Emily Elizabeth's yard]
T-Bone: I think you're just fine the way you are, Clifford.
Clifford: Thanks, T, but I guess it won'’t hurt to learn something new. 
T-Bone: I hope not. 
[Cleo & Mac are teaching for 21 year old level at Clifford]
Cleo: Okay, Clifford. The first thing we need to do is teach you how to walk.
Clifford: Huh? But I already know how to walk. 
Mac (chuckles): Fancy walking's different than regular walking. You have to keepm your head up high, like this. [Mac tiptoed and straighten you knees, taking small steps amd keep your head up example of 21 year old]
Cleo: And you have to keep your tail really straight, like this. [Cleo is tails still of middle school level]
Clifford: Ok, I'll try. [Clifford is really fancy for the middle school level] How's this?
T-Bone: It looks great, Clifford.
Mac: Straighten your knees.
Cleo: Take small steps.
Mac: Stay up on your toes.
Cleo: And keep your head up.
Cleo & Mac: And watch where you going!! [Clifford knocks Mark, Caroline & Emily Elizabeth's teal patio to he was collapsed]
Clifford: Unh! Whoa!!! [He was collapsing with Mark & Caroline's patio] Oooh! Unh!
T-Bone: I think I liked it better the way you used to walk.
Clifford: Yeah, me too. 
[Cleo & Mac is tying Clifford's tail in a tires to not wag his tail]
T-Bone: Why do you have tires on Clifford's tail, Mac? 
Mac: We're going to teach him not to wag his tail, T-Bone. 
Cleo: Mm-hmm, a wagging tail at a party can knock over a table or break a dish or get fur in the food. [Mr. Bleakman would fussed and have a fit at Clifford at a party] 
T-Bone: I don't think I'd want to go to a party where I couldn't wag my tail. 
Clifford: What should I do, guys? 
Cleo: T-Bone's going to try to get you to wag your tail, Clifford.
Mac: But whatever you do, don't.
Clifford: Well, okay.
T-Bone: Mmm, hey Clifford, wanna play ball?
Clifford: Sure.
Cleo & Mac (he wags his tail): No, Clifford! 
Clifford: Oops, I forgot, don't wag your tail. 
T-Bone (sighing): Hey, Clifford. How about a fun game of tag?
Clifford: Don't wag my tail. Don't wag my tail. Don't wag my tail. Don't wag my tail. Don't wag my tail.
T-Bone: Let's go digging in the sand really deep. 
Clifford: Don't wag my tail. Don't wag my tail. Don't wag my tail. Don't wag my tail. Don't wag my tail. Don't wag my tail.
Mac: Come on, Clifford. Don't wag.
Cleo: You can do it.
Mac: All right!
Cleo: You did it, Clifford! Great job! [Clifford's tail is really straight, so I can ruin my party as Mr. Bleakman irritates at Clifford]
Clifford: I did it? Yes! 
Cleo & Mac: No! Unh! [Clifford wags his tail and breaking dishes, fur in the food and knocking the food and Mr. Bleakman is very annoyed at Clifford]
[Later, next fancy is not scratch at the party or Mr. Bleakman having a fit at Clifford]
Mac: Okay, Cleo. What should we work on next?
Cleo: Gosh, I'm not sure, Mac. There's so much more fancy stuff we need to teach him.
T-Bone: Um, I don't know. I think Clifford is just fine just the way he is. 
Cleo: Oh, there's always room for improvement, T-Bone. 
Clifford: I guess that's true. 
[Clifford scratches his ear with mites on this at a party and you don't want to ruined a party and Mr. Bleakman gets upset] 
Mac: Clifford! 
Cleo: Clifford! 
Mac: Stop! 
Cleo: Stop! What are you doing? 
Clifford: Scratching my ear. 
Mac: You can't scratch at a party.
Clifford: But my ear itches. 
Mac: It doesn't matter. 
Cleo: You can't scratch. 
Clifford: Ok, I won't scratch, but it sure does itch and I think it's spreading. 
Mac: Don't do it. Don't scratch. 
Clifford: But it itches so much. 
T-Bone: Can he just scratch a little? 
Cleo: No 
Mac: No. 
Clifford: I can't stand it. I have to scratch now. [Clifford scratching with a tree and ruined it and Mr. Bleakman gets a hissy fit]
Mrs. Bleakman: What if he does that tomorrow during my party, Horace? 
Mr. Bleakman: I warned you, anything can happen with that big red dog around.
Mac: I'm afraid, Clifford is never going to learn how to act fancy, Cleo. 
Cleo: I'm think you're right, Mac. Poor Clifford. 
Clifford: Thanks for trying, guys, but I don't really think it matters if I learn all this fancy stuff.
Cleo: But what about Mrs. Bleakman's party tomorrow? 
Clifford: I'll just have to try my best to be the best do I can be and hope everyone likes me just the way I am.
[It was so hot and nasty outside for the party]
Mrs. Bleakman: Welcome, Naomi, I am so glad you came to my book club party.
Ms. Lee: Thank you, Violet. Whew. That sun certainly is bright, isn't it? [It was 95 degrees in the heat index]
Mrs. Bleakman: Oh, I'm so sorry. I had no idea there'd be so much sun today.
Ms. Lee: Well, I hope everyone remembered their sunglasses. [All chattering]
Mrs. Bleakman: Oh, Horace, what am I going to do? Everyone's so uncomfortable with the sun in their eyes. [In 95 degrees outside of a heat index]
Mr. Bleakman: Well, look on the bright side, Violet. At least Clifford isn't here. 
Emily Elizabeth: Hello, everyone. [Clifford panting]
Mrs. Bleakman: Well, look at that. It's Emily Elizabeth & Clifford. 
Ms. Lee: It's always nice to see you, Emily Elizabeth. 
Emily Elizabeth: Clifford and I are just on our way to the beach, but we wanted to stop by and say hello.
Clifford: Ruff! Ruff!
Mrs. Bleakman: That'’s very nice. Now, I'm sure you and Clifford are in a hurry to get to the beach.
Ms. Lee: Excuse me, Violet, but when Clifford sits in that spot, he completely blocks the sun. Do you think we might ask Emily Elizabeth and Clifford to stay with us?
Emily Elizabeth: We love to... if it's okay with you, Mrs. Bleakman.
Mrs. Bleakman: Well... [Clifford panting and wag his tail]
Ms. Lee: Oh, my. The breeze from his tail is wonderful, too. 
Emily Elizabeth: I'm sure Clifford will be very well behaved, Mrs. Bleakman. 
Mrs. Bleakman: Well, of course he will. He's always such a good dog. I would love to have him stay for my party. 
Clifford: Woof woof woof woof! [All laughing and Clifford panting for the party] 
Mrs. Bleakman (she gives Clifford some leftover punch in the bowl): Hello, Clifford. I brought you some leftover punch for my party.(Clifford licks the bowl of punch) You really saved the day today, Clifford. Thank you. [He slurped at Mr. Bleakman]
Clifford: Woof!
Mrs. Bleakman: I promise, you'll be the first one I invite to my next party.
T-Bone: Wow. She loved having you at her party, Clifford. 
Cleo: Yeah. How come? 
Mac: Did you act all fancy like we taught you?
Clifford: Nope. I acted like me.
T-Bone: And just being Clifford is the very best way to be. [At the ending with Cleo, T-Bone, Mac & Clifford. Flipped back to pages of Emily Elizabeth & Clifford]
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