Sesame Street Presents: Follow That Bird/Transcript

[The film opens with the sound of snare drums, played against a large American flag with a pile of trash set to the right side.]
ANNOUNCER: (v.o.) Ladies and gentlemen, would you please rise for the Grouch Anthem?
[From a trash can in the center of the pile, a green furry Grouch, Oscar, emerges.]
OSCAR: No, no, no. With the Grouch Anthem, you stay sitting down. Down in front, there! Now brace yourself. I'm gonna sing.
[The camera slowly pans in toward Oscar as he begins singing.]
OSCAR: ♫ Grouches of the world unite! Stand up for your Grouchly rights! Don't let the sunshine spoil your rain! Just stand up and complain! (chuckles) Let this be the Grouches' cause: Point out everybody's flaws! Something is wrong with everything... Except the way I sing! ♫ (chuckles)
[Multiple Grouches rise up in front of Oscar's trash can.]
GROUCHES: (humming)
OSCAR: You know what's right with this world? Nothin'! You know what gets me hot under the collar? You name it! And the next time some goody-two-shoes smiles and tells you to have a nice day, you just remember...
GROUCHES: ♫ Don't let the sunshine spoil your rain! Just stand up and complain! Just stand up and complain! ♫
[The Grouch chorus descends as Oscar turns to the camera.]
OSCAR: Well, anyway, you've seen the best part of this movie, so sit back, relax, and have a rotten time! (chuckles)
[Oscar re-enters his trash can and closes the lid. Scene cuts to an animated version of a large yellow bird, Big Bird, walking toward an air pump on the ground. He pumps air into a large balloon that inflates into the letter W, which flies into the sky and forms into the Warner Bros. logo.]
BIG BIRD: (v.o.) "Sesame Street" is brought to you today by the letters "W" and "B".
[Scene cuts to a female bird, the Madam Chairbird, sitting at a table holding a gavel. She gently raps it on the table.]
MADAM CHAIRBIRD: Attention, please. Attention.
[The camera slowly pans back to reveal more birds sitting at the table.]
BIRD: Featherbeds are down.
[The chairbird raps the gavel more firmly.]
MADAM CHAIRBIRD: Attention!
[The startled birds look to the Chairbird.]
MADAM CHAIRBIRD: This meeting of the Feathered Friends will now come to order.
MADAM CHAIRBIRD: I need not remind you of our purpose.
TURKEY: Remind me.
MADAM CHAIRBIRD: To place stray birds with nice bird families.
FEATHERED FRIENDS: (affirmations) Here, here!
[The chairbird opens a profile on Big Bird.]
MADAM CHAIRBIRD: Now here, today, we have a sad, sad case that needs our urgent attention. He's only six years old, and he lives all alone, with no other birds around.
[The chairbird passes the profile to the other birds.]
TURKEY: He looks so sad.
OWL: That's funny. He looks happy to me.
MADAM CHAIRBIRD: (gasp) Of course he's not happy!
FEATHERED FRIENDS: (arguing)
[As the Feathered Friends argue, the camera pans to reveal at the opposite end of the table a tall bird, Miss Finch.]
MISS FINCH: Madam Chairbird!
MADAM CHAIRBIRD: Miss Finch?
MISS FINCH: (clears throat) We all know he can't be happy.
FEATHERED FRIENDS: (mumbling)
MISS FINCH: He needs to be with his own kind.
BIRD: Own kind!
MISS FINCH: With a bird family.
MADAM CHAIRBIRD: True, very true.
MISS FINCH: And I know just the family. Where does he live?
MADAM CHAIRBIRD: Sesame Street.
MISS FINCH: Can you tell me how to get to... Sesame Street?
[The Feathered Friends look quizzically at one another. Scene cuts to Sesame Street. Under the Sesame Street sign the word "presents" appears, followed by the title "Follow That Bird". As the denizens of the neighborhood go about their day, Big Bird skates along.]
BIG BIRD: ♫ La la la la... ♫ Hi, Willy!
WILLY: Hi, Big Bird!
BIG BIRD: Hi, Bob!
BOB: Hi, Big Bird!
MARIA: Morning, Big Bird!
BIG BIRD: ♫ La la la la... ♫
OSCAR: Today we're playing Trash-In-The-Barrel. Bring me all the trash you can carry.
[Big Bird approaches a small orange bid sitting on a streetlamp.]
BIG BIRD: Ah... A bird.
ORANGE BIRD: (whistle)
BIG BIRD: Hi, little fella.
ORANGE BIRD: (tweets)
BIG BIRD: Oh, where did you fly in from?
ORANGE BIRD: (tweets)
BIG BIRD: Are you gonna settle here?
ORANGE BIRD: (tweets slowly)
BIG BIRD: Oh. You're only passing through. Well, you're welcome to stay here as long as you want.
ORANGE BIRD: (tweets)
[A purple monster, Telly, carries a large assortment of aluminum cans while wearing a Grouchketeers uniform.]
TELLY: Oh, Oscar's going to just love these cans. Whoa!
[Telly trips and drops the cans at Big Bird's feet.]
ORANGE BIRD: (squawks)
TELLY: (moans)
[Telly looks on in horror as the small bird flies off.]
BIG BIRD: Oh, wait, wait! Please don't fly away! Please don't go! Hey, wait! I hardly ever get to talk to birds!
TELLY: Sorry, Big Bird.
BIG BIRD: Hey, wait! Wait! Wait! Woah!
[Big Bird fell over and crashed onto the trash.]
OSCAR: Heh heh heh. Nice work, turkey.
BIG BIRD: Ugh.
MISS FINCH: Are you all right, Big? You are Big Bird?
BIG BIRD: Yeah, I guess I am.
[Miss Finch turns toward the camera.]
MISS FINCH: This is worse than I thought. Big, I'm Miss Finch of the Feathered Friends.
BIG BIRD: Oh. Any feathered friend is a friend of mine.
MISS FINCH: I want to talk to you.
BIG BIRD: You do? Well, let's step into my nest.
MISS FINCH: Oh, dear. Tsk tsk tsk tsk. You know, Big, you shouldn't be living here all alone.
BIG BIRD: Well, I'm not all alone. There's Gordon and Susan--
MISS FINCH: Mmm, but they're not birds like we are.
BIG BIRD: I know, but they're nice people.
MISS FINCH: But you should have a home and a family.
BIG BIRD: Well, I am home. I like it here on Sesame Street.
MISS FINCH: Wouldn't you like to be with your own kind?
MISS FINCH: Wouldn't you like to live In a big, beautiful birdhouse with a nice bird family? Your own. And a brother bird and a sister bird and a father bird and a mother bird? And sing and play bird games all day long? Wouldn't you? Wouldn't you?
[Big Bird imagines an animated series of scenes with himself among a family of large yellow birds.]
BIG BIRD: Gee, I think I'd like that.
MISS FINCH: Good. Because in a lovely city called Oceanview, Illinois, there's a fine feathered family waiting just for you.
BIG BIRD: Really? Oh, when can I leave? I can't wait! But... What will I tell my friends?
[Scene cuts to a grassy field, the home of Big Bird's brown, elephant-like friend, Mr. Snuffleupagus, AKA Snuffy. The two walk through the field together.]
SNUFFY: Oh, Bird, this is goodbye. You're leaving Sesame Street.
BIG BIRD: Well, I'm not really leaving. I'm just going away.
SNUFFY: Oh.
BIG BIRD: Besides, as soon as I get to Oceanview, you can come and visit.
SNUFFY: I can?
BIG BIRD: First thing, old pal. I wouldn't go if you couldn't come and visit.
SNUFFY: Oh, Bird.
BIG BIRD: Hey, Snuffy?
SNUFFY: Huh?
BIG BIRD: Will you do me a favor?
SNUFFY: Oh, Bird, I would do anything for you. You're my best friend.
BIG BIRD: Well, will you watch my nest and all my things while I'm away, so nothing happens to them?
SNUFFY: Sure thing, Bird.
BIG BIRD: Oh, Snuffy, I guess this is goodbye.
SNUFFY: Oh, Bird, I hate to see you go.
BIG BIRD: Oh, Snuff.
SNUFFY: Oh.
[Scene cuts to Big Bird laying possessions into a suitcase.]
BIG BIRD: ♪ Da dee dum dum dee dum dum... Dee dum dee dum do dee do dee do... Do dee dum dum dum dum... Da dum da dum da dum da dum ♪
[As Big Bird exits his nest, various neighbors approach him.]
MARIA: Hi, Big Bird.
BIG BIRD: Hi, Maria.
OLIVIA: Hi, Big Bird.
SUSAN: Hi, Big Bird.
BIG BIRD: Hi, Olivia. Hi, Susan. Oh... You're all here to say goodbye.
GROVER: Big Bird is leaving?
COUNT: But where is Big Bird going?
GORDON: Big Bird... Are you sure you want to go?
OLIVIA: You don't have to, you know.
SUSAN: No, you don't.
BIG BIRD: I know. But you know, I will be getting my very own bird family.
SUSAN: But Big Bird, we're your family.
OLIVIA: You know that.
BIG BIRD: I'd like to give it a try.
MISS FINCH: Of course he would.
BOB: Well, Big Bird... If that's really what you want..
MISS FINCH: Come on, Big Bird. You don't want to miss your plane.
MARIA: Just a minute. Give us a big hug, Big Bird.
[Maria and a small boy hug Big Bird.]
MARIA: Don't forget to write.
BIG BIRD: I won't, Maria.
COUNT: Don't forget to count!
BIG BIRD: Okay, Count.
BOB: And don't forget to dress warmly, okay, Big Bird?
BIG BIRD: I got my muffler, Bob.
GROVER: Don't forget to breathe! In and out!
BIG BIRD: I always do, Grover.
LINDA: (communicates in sign language)
BIG BIRD: I'll read every day.
COOKIE: Oh, Bird, don't forget to eat.
BIG BIRD: I won't, Cookie Monster.
[Oscar opens his trash can.]
BIG BIRD: Well... Goodbye, Oscar.
OSCAR: Why... Why, that's the nicest thing you've ever said to me!
MISS FINCH: Big, it's time.
BIG BIRD: But can't we just, uh...
MISS FINCH: Just keep walking and don't look back.
BIG BIRD: Why?
[Big Bird turns his head back and walks into trash cans.]
BIG BIRD: Oh! What the...
MISS FINCH: I told you not to look back. Oh!
CROWD: Bye, Big Bird. Take care, Big Bird.
[A young girl, Tanya, walks away from the crowd.]
TANYA: Bye, Big Bird.
BIG BIRD: Bye, Tanya.
MARIA: Don't forget, Big Bird! We love you!
[Tanya runs back to hug her mother. Oscar sits in his trash can, lost in thought. Scene cuts to Big Bird and his teddy bear, Radar, sitting in their own seats on an airplane. Big Bird looks out the window.]
BIG BIRD: Bye-bye, Sesame Street.
[On the ground, Snuffy looks up.]
SNUFFY: Goodbye, Bird. Don't forget, I'm coming to visit!
[Snuffy waves his trunk as the plane flies on through the sky.]
BIG BIRD: Wow! Look at the clouds, Radar. Isn't flying wonderful? Makes me feel like a bird.
[Big Bird leans back in his seat and begins to sing.]
BIG BIRD: ♫ La, la, la, la, la! La, la, la, la-- ♫
[At the withering looks of the other passengers, Big Bird stops singing.]
BIG BIRD: La... (coughs)
[The plane continues to fly. A map shows the plane approaching Illinois.]
BIG BIRD: Hey, Radar! We're landing in our new home! Oceanview, Illinois. Boy... In a couple of minutes, we're gonna meet our new bird family: the Dodos!
[Scene cuts to a sign that reads, "Oceanview International Airport: Welcome to Oceanview!"]
AIRPORT ANNOUNCER: Ladies and gentlemen, good afternoon. CTW flight number one one three eight from New York is now arriving at gate two. 
DADDY DODO: Which gate did she say?
MOMMY DODO: Ooh, dear. I don't know! I wonder...
[A family of large dodo birds walk through the airport and look out at the planes.]
DONNIE: Gee...
MOMMY DODO: Oh, look! Is that a bird?
DADDY DODO: No... It's a plane.
DONNIE: Maybe this is the wrong airport.
MARIE: But... How can an airport be wrong?
[Big Bird walks in through Gate 2.]
DADDY DODO: I think we should go to the snack bar.
DONNIE: Gee...
MARIE: Mm! I want a bird dog, Daddy!
DONNIE: Yeah, bird dog, bird dog!
MOMMY DODO: Oh, I hate to think of him being lost! He's only six years old!
MARIE: I'm hungry again. I'm hungry...
[Big Bird and Mommy Dodo back into each other.]
MOMMY DODO: Oops!
BIG BIRD: Oh! Sorry. Sorry.
DADDY DODO: Excuse me. Was there a big yellow bird on this plane?
BIG BIRD: Well, only me.
MOMMY DODO: Oh, too bad... Maybe he'll be on the next plane!
DONNIE & MARIE: Yeah! Next plane, next plane!
BIG BIRD: Say... You must be...the...Dodos!
DONNIE: What? No way!
DODOS: Yes! Yes!
DADDY DODO: I'm Daddy Dodo.
MOMMY DODO: I'm Mommy Dodo!
DONNIE: I'm Donnie.
MARIE: And I'm Marie. Who are you?
BIG BIRD: Why, I'm Big Bird!
MOMMY DODO: What?
DONNIE: No!
DADDY DODO: No you're not! You're Big Dodo!
MOMMY DODO, DONNIE & MARIE: Yeah!
BIG BIRD: Big Dodo?!
[Scene cuts to a car with an Illinois license plate reading "DODO" as it drive along with Big Bird's head sticking out of the sunroof.]
MOMMY DODO: Look, Big Dodo! This is our street, Canary Row.
DONNIE: Where're we goin'? Where're you takin' me? Is this the airport?
[The car drives down Canary Row toward a house perched on top of a large pole.]
DADDY DODO: (hums)
MARIE: Here we are.
DADDY DODO: Well, we made it. I told you I could find it.
MOMMY DODO: Find what, dear?
DADDY DODO: I...can't remember.
DONNIE: I'm so proud of you, Father.
DADDY DODO: Thanks, son. Oh, it's great to be here. You have to come home before you can leave.
MARIE: Here we are!
MOMMY DODO: Don't be shy, Big Dodo!
DADDY DODO: Where's Marie going?
[The Dodos topple over one another as they enter their front door.]
DODOS: (laughing and chattering)
BIG BIRD: Gee whiz...
[Scene cuts to Snuffy at Big Bird's nest on Sesame Street.]
SNUFFY: (chuckles) Bird would be so proud of me. I've watched his things all week and nothing has moved. (chuckles)
BARKLEY: (o.s., whimpering)
[Camera pans to the rest of the street as Bob pets Barkley.]
BOB: Come on, Barkley. Cheer up, boy. You know, we miss Big Bird, too.
MARIA: Oh, hey! Look, everybody! A letter from Big Bird!
KID: Big Bird! Big Bird!
WOMAN: What's it say?
MARIA: He starts, "Dear Friends."
OSCAR: Ugh...
MARIA: "Here I am in my new home."
[Scene cuts to the Dodos walking around their lawn with their heads bent low.]
MARIA: (v.o.) "It sure is a lot different from my nest on Sesame Street. The Dodos are a nice family. They live in a birdhouse with a big front lawn."
[Donnie and Marie bump headfirst into each other and topple over.]
MARIE: Whoops!
MARIA: (v.o.) "They spend a lot of time there digging for worms."
MOMMY DODO: I knew I saw a worm here last week!
MARIA: (v.o.) "They never seem to find any, but they love to do it."
[Big Bird, also bent down, looks back up.]
BIG BIRD: Gee, I don't see any worms here!
[Scene cuts to Maria.]
MARIA: "The Dodos have lots of great things like a... (turns page) ...lawn mower you can ride on."
[Scene cuts to Daddy Dodo with a riding lawnmower, which starts and leaves him behind.]
MARIA: (v.o.) "I'm not sure they know how to use it right..."
DADDY DODO: Oh!
[Scene cuts to Maria.]
MARIA: "...But nobody's perfect."
[Scene cuts to Big Bird sleeping in his new room.]
MARIA: (v.o.) "The Dodos like to stay in shape. Every morning we do our exercises."
[Big Bird wakes to the sound of exercise music. He finds the Dodos in their living room, jogging in place with the television playing a workout video.]
WORKOUT INSTRUCTOR: Now just come up off the floor and start jogging in place!
WORKOUT INSTRUCTOR: Left and right!
MOMMY DODO: Woo!
MARIE: Yippee! Yippee! Look at me, Mommy! Yippee!
DADDY DODO: (pants) I'm getting tired... I'm gettin' tired...
MOMMY DODO: Don't stop, Daddy! Don't stop!
WORKOUT INSTRUCTOR: Pressin' it down!
DADDY DODO: I need a rest...
WORKOUT INSTRUCTOR: Four more, hold on! Three more, come on, get tough with me! Two more! And... Cross your hands in front, come on!
MARIA: (v.o.) "Sometimes after a hard workout, we take a dip in the pool."
[Scene cuts to the Dodos walking in swim gear over to a small pool set in their yard.]
MOMMY DODO: ♫ By the sea, by the sea! ♫
[The riding lawnmover comes toward them.]
DODOS: (screaming)
MARIA: (v.o.) "Now that's fun."
[Scene cuts to Big Bird's room at night. He sits in bed as Daddy and Mommy Dodo enter.]
MARIA: (v.o.) "Well, it's time to go to sleep now."
MOMMY DODO: (sigh)
DADDY DODO: Well, good night!
[Big Bird closes his eyes and waits for a good night kiss.]
BIG BIRD: (kissing sound)
[Daddy and Mommy Dodo look at each other and lightly pat Big Bird before leaving the room.]
MOMMY DODO: Oh... (clears throat)
DADDY DODO: (sighs)
MOMMY DODO: (giggles)
MARIA: (v.o.) "So that's my new home."
BIG BIRD: 'Night. (sigh)
MARIA: (v.o.) "I should be happy here."
[Scene cuts to Maria.]
MARIA: 'What's wrong with me?"
CROWD: (murmurs)
MARIA: "Love, Big Dodo?"
KID: Big Dodo?!
MAN: Big Dodo? Huh?
MARIA: "Big Bird to you."
[Camera pans back to Snuffy.]
SNUFFY: Oh, dear. Sounds like Bird needs me. I know! Uh... I'll write him a postcard and ask if it's okay to come visit now.
[Scene cuts to the Dodo's living room. Daddy Dodo reads "Newsbeak", Mommy Dodo knits and Big Bird sits with Donnie and Marie on bird swings.]
DADDY DODO: Hmm. (chuckles)
MOMMY DODO: (singing)
BIG BIRD: Hey, I've got a great idea. Let's play make believe. I'll be Snow White.
DONNY: Uh... But you're not snow white.
MARIE: You're bright yellow.
DONNY: Yeah!
BIG BIRD: Well... A-a-and you could be the Seven Dwarfs.
DONNY: But we're not dwarfs.
MARIE: We're...birds!
DONNY & MARIE: (laughing)
BIG BIRD: Well, I said we just could make believe. You know, pretend? Uh, use your imagination?
DONNY: Oh, okay. I'll pretend I'm Donny!
MARIE: And I'll pretend I'm Marie!
DONNY: (laughs) Boy, this is swell!
MARIE: This is fun! (laughs)
DONNY: Yeah, I like this game. What a great time we're hav--
[The door bell rings. Daddy Dodo looks at the kids.]
DADDY DODO: Hm?
DONNY: Get the door, Marie.
MARIE: No way. Uh-uh.
DONNY: Go on. Get the door.
MARIE: You get the door.
DONNY: Get the door, Marie. Go on and get it.
MARIE: Nope. Uh-uh.
DONNY: Don't be stubborn.
MARIE: ♫ I'm not gonna get it. I'm not gonna get it. ♫
[Big Bird angrily shakes.]
DONNY: Go on, Marie! Get the door, Marie! Ah, come on, Marie--
BIG BIRD: Never mind. I'll get it.
[Big Bird opens the front door to a postman holding a giant postcard.]
BIG BIRD: Hm? Oh. Hi, Mister Postman.
POSTMAN: Postcard for, uh, Mister, uh... Big Bird.
BIG BIRD: Big Bird? Hey, that's me! Oh, boy, I wonder who it's from.
POSTMAN: I don't know, but, uh... I hope he's not sending you any packages.
BIG BIRD: Oh, yeah! (laughs) Bye-bye! (chuckles)
[The postcard is layed on the table.]
BIG BIRD: Let's see, it says, "Dear Bird." That's me! (laughs) It goes on. "I am ready to come and visit. Your best friend, Mister Snuffleupagus!" Oh, Snuffy. (laughs)
DADDY DODO: Who's Mister Sniffupaguh... Sniffupaguh...
BIG BIRD: Snuff... Snuffleupagus.
DADDY DODO: Yeah.
BIG BIRD: Uh, well, he's my best friend.
MOMMY DODO: What kind of a bird is he?
BIG BIRD: Oh, he's not a bird. He's a Snuffleupagus.
DADDY DODO: (stammers, then laughs)
DONNY: Snuffleguppygus. Snuffleguppygus.
DODOS: (laughing)
DADDY DODO: But your best friend should be a bird.
BIG BIRD: Why?
MOMMY DODO: Because you are a bird. Isn't that right, Daddy?
DADDY DODO: That's right, Mommy. And you should be with your own kind: birds!
MOMMY DODO: You'll find lots of birds your own age.
DADDY DODO: And make some new best friends. Now come on out and hunt for worms.
MARIE: Yay!
[The Dodos walk out while Big Bird stays seated.]
BIG BIRD: But I don't want to hunt worms! I want Snuffy to come and visit, and if he can't come and visit, I don't want to be here anymore! I want to go home!
MOMMY DODO: But...you are home. (laughs)
[Big Bird is left alone and astonished in the living room. Scene cuts to night outside the Dodo's home. Big Bird sneaks out holding his teddy bear Radar. The door accidently slams shut. Big Bird looks up at the house, which remains quiet.]
BIG BIRD: Phew...
[Big Bird sneaks away quietly. Scene cuts to Hooper's Store where customers are chatting, eating and drinking while a news broadcast plays on the television.]
NEWSCASTER: There are varying opinions all through the west on this subject, However, most agree Congress will make up its mind about that sometime next year. Now, the weather. It's a beautiful day in the neighborhood. A beautiful day for a neighbor. Would you be mine?
LINDA: (signs to Susan)
SUSAN: (laughs)
NEWSCASTER: More on that later. This... This news just in concerning a six-year-old runaway. The runaway is an eight-foot yellow bird who answers to the name Big Bird.
GROVER: Did you say Big Bird?
NEWSCASTER: That's right, Big Bird.
GROVER: (stammers incredulously)
NEWSCASTER: He left his nest in Oceanview, Illinois, last night and is reportedly heading east for a place called Se-Same Street.
GROVER: Se-Same Street?
NEWS CREWMAN: (o.s., whispering) Sesame. Sesame.
NEWSCASTER: Sesame Street. Sorry.
GROVER: Oh.
NEWSCASTER: Here now with the report is our correspondent, Kermit the Frog.
[The broadcast shows Kermit the Frog, dressed in his reporter outfit, outside the Dodos' home.]
KERMIT: Okay, here's one: why does a chicken not cross the road? 'Cause it's chicken, get it? (chuckles)
NEWS CREWMAN: (o.s., whispering) Kermit.
KERMIT: Hm?
NEWS CREWMAN: (o.s., whispering) You're on.
KERMIT: Oh! (clears throat) Oh, uh... Uh, heigh-ho, Kermit the Frog here in Oceanview, Illinois, with the thank you note that Big Bird left saying he was running back to Sesame Street.
[As the broadcast continues, the scene transitions from Hooper's Store to Ernie and Bert's apartment as they watch the same broadcast.]
KERMIT: The note reads, "Dear Dodos. You are a very nice family. Thanks for everything. But I'm walking back to Sesame Street. I should be there in three hours since it took two hours to fly here. So if anyone calls, you know where to reach me. Love, Big Bird." And here is the family that he left.
MARIE: Hi!
KERMIT: Uh, the Dodos.
DONNY: We're on TV!
DADDY DODO: Are we on television?
DONNY: Holy cow!
KERMIT: Uh, uh, yes, you are.
DONNY: Look at this, I never though I'd make it.
DADDY DODO: I've never been on TV before.
DONNY: Finally hit the big time.
MOMMY DODO: Let's go inside and watch!
MARIE: Well, all right.
[The Dodos turn around and head to their door.]
KERMIT: Um...
DODO: (happily chattering)
KERMIT: Uh, now, who'd run away from a family like that? Uh...
DODOS: (happily chattering)
KERMIT: Uh... They-they certainly look very worried.
[Count von Count is shown in his castle also watching the broadcast.]
COUNT: Ah.
DODOS: (struggling and arguing to get inside)
KERMIT: Dodos, careful there. Watch it.
KERMIT: Well, there you have it, ladies and gentlemen. The Dodos.
[Kermit looks at the Dodos struggle to get inside.]
KERMIT: And, uh... They certainly are.
COUNT: One green froggie!
KERMIT: To complete the picture, let's have a few words with Miss Finch of the Feathered Friends.
[Kermit walks over to Miss Finch in a red van.]
KERMIT: Excuse me, Miss Finch! Uh, you sent Big Bird to the Dodos, didn't you?
MISS FINCH: Yes. I found him a lovely home.
[Scene cuts to two men, Sam Sleaze and Sid Sleaze, watching the broadcast as Sid inflates a balloon.]
KERMIT: Uh-huh. And-and why was that?
MISS FINCH: Because he belongs with his own kind.
KERMIT: Mm-hmm. And-and-and what kind is that?
MISS FINCH: Birds.
KERMIT: Mm. Yes, well, uh, why do you suppose he ran away from home?
MISS FINCH: I can't imagine.
[Sid deflates the balloon, creating squeaking sounds.]
SAM: Quiet!
KERMIT: Uh-huh.
MISS FINCH: Such a lovely home, such a lovely family.
KERMIT: Uh-huh.
MISS FINCH: We at the Feathered Friends take such pride in finding the right environment for the homeless birdling.
[Sid continues deflating the balloon. Sam hits Sid's leg with a rolled up newspaper.]
KERMIT: Uh, you think maybe he, uh, didn't like it here or something?
MISS FINCH: Impossible.
[Scene cuts to Big Bird watching the broadcast played on multiple televisions in the windows of a store.]
KERMIT: Hmm. Well, uh, what are you going to do about it, Ms. Finch?
MISS FINCH: I am going to find Big Bird, wherever he is, and bring him back to the Dodos.
KERMIT: Well, you heard it right here, folks.
[Miss FInch drives off, producing a cloud of smoke.]
KERMIT: (coughs) This has been Kermit the Frog speaking to you from Oceanview, Illinois. So now, back to you, guys.
[Scene cuts to Big Bird on a different street, holding up Radar.]
BIG BIRD: Okay, Radar, old buddy. We've got to split up, throw 'em off track. Don't worry, I'm sending you bear mail.
[Big Bird places Radar into a street mailbox.]
BIG BIRD: See you on Sesame Street.
[Big Bird walks away. Miss FInch drives by looking at the other side of the street.]
MISS FINCH: (exasperated sigh)
[Scene cuts to day inside Hooper's Store, crowded with a large group of neighbors.]
OLIVIA: Telly, it's gonna be all right.
TELLY: Oh, Olivia. I'm so worried about Big Bird.
OLIVIA: Well, don't!
TELLY: But he's out there all alone, and Miss Finch could get him.
OLIVIA: Not if we find him first, and believe me, Telly, we will. Isn't that right?
GROUP: Yeah!
BOB: All right, listen, everybody. Here's the plan.
[Bob directs attention to a U.S. map, pointing to pins with pictures of Big Bird and various cars.]
BOB: We're here.
GROVER: Yes.
BOB: And Big Bird is here, heading toward Sesame Street.
GROVER: Uh-huh.
BOB: We hope.
OLIVIA: Okay. Okay.
MARIA: Yeah, right.
BOB: Gordon, you're going to take the Volkswagen on this route here.
GROVER: Smart. Smart.
GORDON: You got it, Bob.
BOB: And Linda, you go with Gordon.
SUSAN: Boy, I'd better work on that car.
BOB: Oscar, the Sloppy Jalopy will take Route Twelve. And Maria, you better stick with Oscar.
MARIE: All right.
OSCAR: Hey, you and me, skinny. (chuckles)
TELLY; What about me?
BOB: The Countmobile will take this road here.
COUNT: Mm-hmm.
BOB: Now, you should meet Big Bird right around Toadstool.
OLIVIA: Toadstool?
OSCAR: Toadstool?
BOB: Now, if you get there and you haven't found him, phone here.
GROUP: (chattering)
BOB: Any questions?
OSCAR: Yes, I have a question.
BOB: What is it, Oscar?
OSCAR: Uh, what is the capital of South Dakota?
GROUP: (groaning)
OLIVIA: Oscar, not now. This is serious.
TELLY: Oh, Oscar...
BOB: Oscar, if you don't want to go on this trip, you don't have to.
OSCAR: Are you kidding? I love wild goose chases!
[Oscar puts on a driving cap.]
OSCAR: Let's go get lost.
MARIE: No, let's all find Big Bird!
GROUP: (simultaneously with Maria) Big Bird!
[The group starts to leave. Scene cuts to the Count in his purple, winged Countmobile surrounded by a crowd.]
COUNT: Ah! One, two, three cars going to find Big Bird!
[In a yellow Volkswagon Beetle, Gordon, Olivia and Linda sit with Cookie Monster, who is eating a hubcap.]
GORDON: Bye-bye.
COOKIE: (munching)
GORDON: Cookie! Would you stop eating the hubcaps?
COOKIE: Oh, they delicious. Me so hungry. (munching)
OLIVIA: But, Cook, we haven't even started our trip yet.
COOKIE: That okay. Me eat three other hubcaps later.
GORDON: Cookie!
[In the rusted Sloppy Jalopy sit Oscar, Maria, Telly and a green Honker.]
OSCAR: Well, I think we're ready to go. I got a Honker in the back because my horn's broken.
HONKER: (honks)
OSCAR: And now it's time to see some of the great Grouch landmarks of America.
MARIA: No, it's not! Now it's time to find Big Bird, remember?
TELLY: Yeah!
OSCAR: Party pooper.
[The cars begin to drive as the crowd waves and cheers. On the roof of a nearby building, Grover looks on while dressed as his alter ego, Super Grover.]
GROVER: Ah-ha! This is a job for Super-- Oh!
[Grover trips and gets back up with his cape over his eyes.]
GROVER: Oh, my cape got caught. (nervous chuckle) I'll take a taxi.
[Ernie and Bert walk outside the window of Hooper's Store.]
ERNIE: We're coming, Big Bird! We're coming, Big--
BERT: Hold it, hold it, hold it. Are you sure you know how to fly a plane?
ERNIE: Trust me, Bert.
BERT: (sigh) All right. I don't know about this.
[Inside the store, Bob and a boy, Adrian, turn back toward the map.]
BOB: Well, they're off. Think they're gonna find Big Bird, Adrian?
ADRIAN: I hope so.
BOB: Me, too.
ADRIAN: I wonder where Big Bird is now.
[Adrian looks at a picture of Big Bird on the map. Scene cuts to Big Bird singing and skipping down the road.]
BIG BIRD: ♫ La la-la la la! La, la, la-la la, la la la! La la... ♫
[Scene transitions to Big Bird walking and singing more slowly.]
BIG BIRD: ♫ La la la la...  La la la la la... ♫
[Scene transitions to Big Bird trudging and even more slowly singing.]
BIG BIRD: ♫ La, la, la... La, la, la, la... ♫
[Big Bird continues walking through farmland, eventually arriving at a farm service building. He pases by a person riding a tractor.]
BIG BIRD: Hi.
[A man in a plaid shirt and western hat picks up a turkey in a cage. As he brings it to his truck loaded with more turkeys, Big Bird is shown engaging in conversation.]
BIG BIRD: Hey, fellas, can you give me a lift?
TURKEYS: (gobbling)
BIG BIRD: Talk to who? Oh. Um, him. Uh, uh, say, you're... You must be the driver.
TRUCK DRIVER: Well, what can I do for you, big fella?
BIG BIRD: Well, do you have room for just one more?
TRUCK DRIVER: I don't take no riders. This here's a turkey truck.
BIG BIRD: Oh, well... But... But my friend Oscar always says that I'm a big turkey.
TRUCK DRIVER: (beat) Well, I don't guess I can argue with that. Hop in.
BIG BIRD: (relieved sigh)
[The turkey truck drives down the road, the truck driver at the wheel and Big Bird in the passenger seat.]
TRUCK DRIVER: So, you are the bird on the run, huh?
BIG BIRD: Oh, yeah. And I can't wait to get back to my real home on Sesame Street. I figure I can walk back there in, oh, about, uh...three hours.
TRUCK DRIVER: Three hours? More like three weeks, buddy.
BIG BIRD: Three weeks?! Oh, no... I'll never get home.
TRUCK DRIVER: Sure, you will. You just gotta keep going. Pick up your feet, follow your beak.
BIG BIRD: Oh, I don't know...
TRUCK DRIVER: Listen to me, son. ♫ I found out a long time ago... You gotta learn to say yes when life says no... Don't dwell on the bad times once they're past... That kind of thinkin' gets you nowhere fast... 'Cause there ain't no mountain you can't climb! If you hang on tight and just make up your mind! Once you set your heart to movin' on... Son, there ain't no road too long! ♫
[Scene cuts to the group in the yellow Volkswagon driving down the road.]
GORDON: ♫ Don't look back, don't you turn around! ♫
SUSAN: ♫ Just keep your eye on where you're bound! ♫
GORDON & OLIVIA: ♫ And you're bound to get from here to there... 'Cause the dream can take you anywhere! ♫
COOKIE: Oh! Take me to cookies!
[Scene cuts to Grover flying above the road.]
GROVER: ♫ 'Cause there ain't no mountain you can't climb! If you hang on tight and just make up your mind! ♫
[Scene cuts to the Count driving down the road in the Countmobile.]
COUNT: ♫ And once you set your heart to moving on, putt, putt... Then there is no road too long! ♫ And you can count the telephone poles! One telephone pole! Two telephone poles! Three telephone poles! Four telephone poles!
[Scene cuts to Maria in the jostling Sloppy Jalopy, looking up quickly from a map.]
MARIA: Oscar! This isn't Route Twelve!
OSCAR: Picky, picky, picky.
TELLY: Oh, no! 
MARIA: Whoa!
[The Sloppy Jalopy drives through a field.]
TELLY: Oscar! Aah!
OSCAR: I never promised you a rose garden.
[Scene cuts to Ernie and Bert flying in a red biplane.]
ERNIE: Oh, we're gonna find him all right, Bert.
BERT: Yeah.
ERNIE: Hey, you remember what color he is?
BERT: What?
ERNIE: He's yellow.
BERT: Ernie!
ERNIE: (laughs)
[The plane flies above Big Bird and the truck driver.]
BIG BIRD: ♫ 'Cause there ain't no mountain you can't climb! If you hang on tight and just make up your mind! And once you set your heart to movin' on... Yeah, there ain't no road too long! ♫
TRUCK DRIVER: ♫ Ain't no mountain you can't climb! ♫
BIG BIRD: That's right!
TRUCK DRIVER: ♫ If you hang on tight and just make up your mind! ♫
BIG BIRD: Uh-huh!
TRUCK DRIVER: ♫ Once you set your heart to movin' on... ♫
BIG BIRD: Sing it!
TRUCK DRIVER: ♫ There ain't no road too long! There ain't no road too long! ♫
BIG BIRD: ♫ There ain't no road too long! ♫
TRUCK DRIVER: ♫ No, there ain't no road too long! ♫
BIG BIRD: You're right. If I just keep on going, everything will turn out fine.
[The truck drives on past a man reading a newspaper. The front page headline reads, "Big Bird Flies Coop". The man is revealed to be Sam Sleaze who heads into a small circus.]
CHILD: Take me home, dad.
FATHER: You're right, honey. This is the worst circus I've ever been to in my life.
[The circus sign reads, "Sleaze Brothers Funfair". The "F" swings down, causing the last word to spell "Unfair". Scene cuts to a small Ferris wheel operated by Sid while Sam continues reading the newspaper.]
SAM: That eight-foot bird's still on the lam. You know, Sid, people would pay money to see that bird.
SID: Nah! (laughs) I wouldn't pay to see no bird.
SAM: No, no, no! People would pay us to see that bird. Us! Us, us!
BOY: Hey!
[The Ferris wheel has stopped, and up at the top sits a boy.]
BOY: Hey, let me down!
SAM: If you wanna get down, it'll cost you another nickel. It's ten cents for the round trip, kid.
BOY: Ten cents?! What a rip-off!
[The boy tosses down a nickle into Sid's open hand. Sid pulls the lever to resume the ride. As Sid lets the boy off, Sam opens the boy's lunchbox, takes out an apple and starts eating it.]
BOY: You stole my apple.
SAM: (speaking with mouth full) Is that so?
BOY: That's my apple.
SAM: Well, this just ain't your day, is it, kid? Here.
[Sam hands the boy his lunchbox.]
SAM: Now get out of here! Scram!
[The boy runs off.]
SID: (laughs)
SAM: (chuckles)
[Sid holds up the nickel.]
SID: A big, fat nickel.
SAM: Yeah. But if we catch that bird, those nickels will be dollars. Think of it, Sid! The big time!
SID: Yeah, but how are we gonna catch that bird?
SAM: I dunno. I just may have to use my brain.
CIRCUS-GOER: ...Balloons, fifty cents! Two-for-a-dollar balloons!
[Scene cuts to Big Bird standing next to the turkey truck.]
BIG BIRD: Thanks a lot.
TRUCK DRIVER: Say, good luck.
BIG BIRD: Thank you.
TRUCK DRIVER: You know what? You're gonna make it home just fine.
BIG BIRD: Okay.
[The truck drives away.]
BIG BIRD: Bye! Now, wonder how I get to Sesame Street. Hmm... Let's see...
[Big Bird looks around.]
BIG BIRD: (mumbles) No, not that way...
[Big Bird sees an unpaved road with a yellow sign reading, "No thru road".]
BIG BIRD: Ah. "No Thru Road." That must be it.
[Big Bird heads down the unpaved road.]
BIG BIRD: ♫ Well, there ain't no road too long... No, there ain't no road too long... Uh-uh! It ain't too long, it ain't too long, no, there ain't no road too long... ♫
[Scene transitions to Big Bird walking along a stretch of road lined with tall trees next to a green field.]
BIG BIRD: ♫ No, there ain't no road too long... ♫ Boy, "No Thru Road" sure is awful long. Ohh...
ROOSTER: (crowing)
BIG BIRD: What, chickens? I hear chickens.
[Big Bird walks into the field.]
BIG BIRD: I love chickens.
[Big Bird approaches a farm.]
BIG BIRD: Maybe they'll invite me to dinner.
[Scene cuts to Big Bird foraging in a chicken pen. Two children, Ruthie and Floyd, approach.]
FLOYD: You're the biggest chicken I've ever seen.
BIG BIRD: Oh, I'm not a...a chicken, actually. I'm a bird on the run.
RUTHIE: Oh, yeah. Floyd, he's the bird on TV who ran away.
BIG BIRD: Oh, I didn't run away. I'm going back to my real home on Sesame Street... (yawns) ...where I belong.
RUTHIE: Are you tired?
BIG BIRD: Well, maybe a little. I sure wish I had a place to sleep.
RUTHIE: Have you ever slept in a barn?
[Big Bird looks up at the barn.]
BIG BIRD: Hmm...
[Scene cuts to evening inside the barn. Ruthie and Floyd gather straw around Big Bird as he sits.]
BIG BIRD: Hey, not bad!
RUTHIE: Will you stay and play with us tomorrow?
BIG BIRD: Well...yeah. You know, I haven't played with any kids for a whole week. Okay, but maybe just for a little while.
MOTHER: (o.s.) Ruthie! Floyd! Bedtime!
BIG BIRD: Uh-oh.
RUTHIE: We'd better go.
BIG BIRD: Hey, well, thanks for the great bed. (yawns)
[Ruthie gets up to leave. Floyd continues collecting straw.]
RUTHIE: Come on.
[Floyd gets up and brushes himself off.]
FLOYD: Good night.
BIG BIRD: Good night, Floyd.
RUTHIE: Okay, Floyd. Down you go.
[Ruthie climbs onto the ladder leading down.]
RUTHIE: See you in the morning.
BIG BIRD: Good night, Ruthie.
[Ruthie descends. Big Bird looks up at a lone star in the night sky.]
BIG BIRD: ♫ One little star, all alone in the sky... Do you ever get lonely as the twilight drifts by? ♫
[Scene transitions to a marsh where Gordon, Linda, Olivia and Cookie Monster have set up camp.]
OLIVIA: ♫ One little star, in the darkening blue... Do you long for another just the way that I do? ♫
LINDA: (signs to Gordon)
GORDON: (signs reply to Linda, motioning to Olivia)
[Cookie Monster sits listening to Olivia. Scene cuts to Sesame Street. Bob closes up Hooper's Store as Barkley looks on.]
BOB: (whispering) Good night, Barkley.
[Snuffy exits Big Bird's nest.]
SNUFFY: ♫ Sky begins to fill... Darkness ends the day... Someone who I love is far away... ♫
OLIVIA: ♫ One little star, reaching far through the night... Do you shine on my someone? Are we sharing your light? Oh, one little star... Shine on us both tonight... ♫
BIG BIRD: Gee, I wish Olivia was here to sing me a lullaby, and Snuffy was here and we'd be together. I wonder what they're doing tonight. ♫ One little star... ♫
OLIVIA & SNUFFY: ♫ One little star... ♫
BIG BIRD: ♫ Reaching far through the night... ♫
OLIVIA: ♫ Reaching far through the night... ♫
SNUFFY: ♫ Far through the night... ♫
BIG BIRD: ♫ Won't you shine on my someone? ♫
OLIVIA & SNUFFY: ♫ Shine on my someone... ♫
BIG BIRD: ♫ So we're sharing your light? ♫
OLIVIA: ♫ Oh please, share your light... ♫
SNUFFY: ♫ Ah, ah, ah, ah... ♫
BIG BIRD, OLIVIA & SNUFFY: ♫ Oh, one little star... Shine on us all... Tonight... ♫
[Big Bird curls up to sleep.]
BIG BIRD: (sigh)
[The star is shown to be over a building with a lit sign, reading "Don't Drop Inn" and "Bad Eats". The Sloppy Jalopy pulls up as a man throws trash onto the ground.]
CAT: (screeching)
MARIA: Bad eats, the Don't Drop Inn. Oscar, I'm so hungry. Let's go someplace else.
OSCAR: No way! We had lunch at Friendly's. Now it's my turn.
MARIA: Oh, all right. At least we can use the phone and call Sesame Street. Come on, guys.
HONKER: (honks)
TELLY: No, thanks! I've had enough Grouch food to last me a lifetime!
OSCAR: Hey, Telly, you're missing an unforgettable dining experience.
GROUCH: Hey, Waitress, there's no fly in my soup!
GROUCHY WAITRESS: It's coming!
GROUCH #2: Hey! I need a glass!
GROUCHY WAITRESS: Broken or dirty?
GROUCH: Waitress!
GROUCHY WAITRESS: It's about time!
[Grouches complain]
CHEF: This is my masterpiece.
GROUCHY WAITRESS: Beautiful! Just beautiful! Never looked better.
[The Grouchy Waitress takes a container of syrup from a table.]
COWBOY GROUCH: Hey, give me that syrup back!
GROUCHY WAITRESS: Get lost!
[Maria is trying to use the diner's broken telephone.]
MARIA: Operator? Operator! Opera--
GROUCH: What kind of service is this?
GROUCH 2: Waitress, I ordered this Jell-O medium rare. This is well-done.
GROUCHY WAITRESS: There you go. A stack of spaghetti with maple syrup.
GROUCH: Terrible! I love it.
OSCAR: Hey, look at this real grouch dining. Meatloaf with marshmallow sauce, candied clams with French dressing!
MARIA: Cream of garlic soup with Maraschino cherries? Nothing here I can eat!
GROUCHY WAITRESS: Name your poison. Tonight's specials are roast beef with butterscotch and anchovies...
GROUCH: Wait! What about my Jell-O?
GROUCHY WAITRESS: Keep your shirt on! Ham with doughnuts, oatmeal sauce...
MARIA: Stop.
GROUCHY WAITRESS: And tossed salad.
MARIA: Tossed salad? That sounds safe. Uh, there's nothing in it like candied clams or anything like that?
GROUCHY WAITRESS: What are you, a wacko? Of course not.
MARIA: Good I'll have the tossed salad.
OSCAR: Hey, better make that two.
GROUCHY WAITRESS: Two tossed salads!
[A bunch of lettuce lands on top of Maria.]
CHEF: Number two coming right up!
[The chef fills a catapult with lettuce. A grouch patron catapults it toward the table. It lands on the Grouchy Waitress.]
[Grouches laugh]
GROUCH: That salad looks marvelous! Give me one!
RANDOM GROUCH: I asked first!
PURPLE GROUCH: Me too! Give me some, too! Yeah!
CHEF: Salad for everybody!
[The guests throw lettuce across the room.]
MARIA: Stop! Stop it!
GROUCH PATRON: [catapulting salad] Fire!
MARIA: Now stop that!
[The guests continue to fight and throw around salad.]
OSCAR: Heh heh heh heh!
[Telly and the Honker peek inside through the window.]
TELLY: Gee, maybe we made a mistake. That salad looks great!
GROUCH: Where's my Jell-O?
[Scene cuts to next morning. A rooster crows and the sun rises on the barn.]
[Big Bird is snoring in the barn. He hears noises and wakes up. He sees Ruthie and Floyd drawing water out of a water pump.]
RUTHIE: Good morning!
FLOYD: Good morning!
[Big Bird comes down from the barn and walks over to the water pump where Ruthie and Floyd are drawing out water into a watering can.]
BIG BIRD: Gee, I never knew water came out of the ground.
RUTHIE: Here. Try it.
BIG BIRD: Oh, like this?
RUTHIE: Mm-hmm.
[Big Bird pumps it a few times. Water comes running out.]
BIG BIRD: That's funny.
[He pumps it a few more time. Water comes running out after he finishes.]
BIG BIRD: Hey, what's going on here?
RUTHIE: Here. It's easy.
[She helps him pump. Some water comes out with each pump.]
BIG BIRD: Ah. ♫ The sun is in the sky and Clouds are rolling by and Today is gonna be one wonderful day! ♫
RUTHIE: ♫ Hand in hand together ♫
BIG BIRD: ♫ We'll be friends forever ♫
RUTHIE: ♫ Sharing all the good times ♫
BIG BIRD: ♫ Happy and free ♫
RUTHIE: ♫ It's gonna be so ♫
BIG BIRD & RUTHIE: ♫ Easy goin' ♫
♫ We'll laugh our cares away ♫
♫ On this easy goin' ♫
♫ Easy goin' day ♫
Oh, look, there's a.. Why..
It's Miss Finch! 
Oh!
What'll I do?
Oh, huh, hide where? 
Quick, hide!
The hayfield! 
The hayfield. Yes.
Run!
Wait. Wait!
Bye. 
Bye-bye.
Oh. Oh, dear. Oh, oh..
[engine rumbling]
Where did that big yellow bird go?
I don't know. 
I don't know.
Miss Finch: Argh!
Miss Finch: Alright, where are you?'
Argh!
Ah! Ah.
Ah.
Sam, I've been holding this net for an hour. You take it.
How am I supposed to hold that net while I'm driving? You–
I'll drive. 
No way, Jose.
The last time you drove you rammed that watermelon truck right off the road.
There were watermelons everywhere.
Yeah, they were good.
I had to buy those watermelons.
Why, there were still good.
Oh, look, a haystack.
We're not looking for haystacks, you chowderhead.
Keep your eyes peeled.
Big Bird's gotta be around here somewhere.
Gee, still no sign of Sesame Street.
Nothing but amber waves of grain.
I think I'm lost. What'll I do? I wish Snuffy were here. Then I'd be lost with my best friend.
Oh, hello, Bird. 
Snuffy?
Oh, I thought I'd never see you again.
Oh. 
I can hardly see you now.
That is because you are imagining me, Bird.
Aw, well it's so good to almost see you.
I suppose a hug is out of the question you being imaginary right now.
You could imagine that we're hugging, Bird.
That's right. How brilliant. Here comes.
Hmm.
Oh, I'm afraid this isn't working, Snuffy.
For hugging, you need the real thing.
Oh, don't worry, Bird.
We can hug for real when you get back to Sesame Street.
If I ever get back to Sesame Street.
But I will. 
Uh-oh.
Snuffy? Snuffy?
I guess I gotta go now, Bird.
Now, bye-bye.
Snuffy, Snuffy, please don't leave me.
What's that?
Oh, no. Could that be Miss Finch?
Bert: Ernie, I see him. 
Ernie: See who, Bert?
Uh, you see that yellow spot down there? It's Big Bird.
Oh, yeah. Sure looks like a yellow spot, alright.
Ernie, Ernie. Do something so he knows we're here. Quick.
Okay. Hang on, Bert.
Ah! Ernie!
Uh-oh.
Oh!
Bert: Ernie, what are you doing? Ernie, watch out! Uh, Ernie..
Ernie: I'm just trying to get his attention, Bert. Isn't this fun? (hums)
Bert: Ernie, this is no time for singing.
Oh, come on, Bert.
Come fly with me in an upside-down world
There's so many strange things to see
There's upside-down people who walk down the street
With upside-down shoes on their upside-down feet
In an upside-down world
Bert: Ernie!
In an upside-down world
Bert: Ernie, I don't feel too good. 
Whee!
It's fun to be in an upside-down world
There's fish that fall
Out of the sea Oh no
There's upside-down clocks that make everyone late
Upside-down food that won't stay on your plate
In an upside-down world
In an upside-down world
Oh! All my bottle cap collection!
Ernie: Hey, listen. I got an idea, Bert. How'd you like to take over the control?
Bert: No! No! 
Ernie: Sure, Bert. It's really easy.
Bert: No, no. Never in a million years.
Ernie: Hey, Bert. I'm gonna trade places with you.
Bert: What? What? No, Ernie.
Ah, a hailstorm?
There is upside-down everything all over town
It all looks so funny that I've got to frown
'Cause a frown is a smile when you turn upside-down
In an upside down what side down whoops side down
Oops side down what side down upside down world
Ernie, don't stop. This is fun.
Uh, Bert, there's no time for fun now.
We've gotta find Big Bird. 
Oh.
Oh, no. I'm afraid you've have lost him, Bert.
I've lost him?
Yeah, while you were singing, Bert.
Uh, you were singing, too.
But, Ernie, why didn't you tell me? You always do that to me.
Oh, Bert, but we..
We can turn the plane around now, Bert?
Can you turn the plane around? 
You, you, you drive it. I--
Ernie: It's that.. It's that stick in front of you.
You come over here. 
Turn the plane, Bert.
I'm not coming over there.
(panting) My little super body is tired from all this flying.
Big Bird, where are you?
Wait! Ah, I see a, a yellow something over there.
Birdie! I am coming!
Some are big and some are small...
If you gotta eat, go eat Olivia's luggage.
Oh, thank you.
Gordon.
Wait a minute. 
What?
What is that? 
What?
Super Grover to the rescue.
Gordon, do something. 
What?
What's happening? 
I don't know!
Wha-wha-wha-what?
Look out!
Big Bird, Big Bird! I found you.
Big Bird, ha-ha, Big..
This is not Big Bird. You are imposters.
Grover. 
Grover?
Super Grover, please. When's lunch?
Phew. Oh, wow.
Ugh.
Big yellow bird at 1 o'clock.
It's that late already?
That's Air Force talk, you nerf.
Now, come on. Let's bag that bird.
My aching feet.
Well, I think I'll go rest under that tree.
I can't believe it. He's gone.
How could you miss him? He's eight feet tall!
You were going too fast. 
Sid...don't shout at me.
You were going too fast. 
Okay.
Don't get mad. We'll just start all over.
Now let's get going!
Maria: Oscar, I told you to stop this car.
Okay. That's it. Stop this car right now.
We aren't anywhere near Toadstool.
Oscar: Yeah, but this is where I wanna be. Grouch paradise. Look at it. It's like work of art.
It is different, Maria.
Maria: Oscar, I want you to turn this heap around and head for Toadstool!
Oscar: Ah, an angry face in a beautiful place. Heaven.
Ugh.
Hmm.
Hey, looks like everyone's getting closer and closer to Toadstool.
Telly: You did it, Oscar
Oscar: Gee, I must've taken a wrong turn.
Mm. "Toadstool."
Sounds like another town full of suckers.
Let's set up here. 
What about the bird?
Don't worry about the bird.
I got a feeling he's gonna pop up right under our noses.
Let's see, it says "Welcome to Toadstool, the mushroom city."
The mushroom city? Hmm.
"Annual Tournament of Mushroom's Parade."
Oh, boy. I love parades.
And Miss Finch will never find me there.
Miss Finch: Poor little bird found at last.
Oh, hi, Miss Finch. Miss Finch!
Oh, no!
Oh, aww. Oh, ah, ah. 
Bird.
Bird. Bird!
Get back here! 
No.
Ugh.
Ah!
Ah!
Big Bird! Big Bird!
There he is!
Gordon, back it up! We'll head him off!
Ah-ha! 
Ah!
Excuse me. I'm sorry. Let me out of here.
Oh, I'm not on this parade..
Let me outta here.
He's not getting away this..
Ah!
Oh, boy. I hate parades.
Wait a minute.
Look!
Telly: Yeah! Step on it, Oscar. He's gettin' away.
Oscar: Well, I wasn't watching. Which way?
Maria: Go to the left.
Sam Sleaze: We've been open five hours and no suckers have showed up yet.
You must have done somethin' wrong.
What about them darts? Did you rig them?
Yeah. Oh, I put lead weights in the tips of them.
So when you throw them, they go right into the ground.
Good, good. What about the invisible gorilla?
Did you print up those disclaimers?
Yeah, I printed up a whole batch of them.
But what difference does it make?
We got no customers.
Sam, we're washed up.
Hey, maybe not.
Check the gams on that butterball!
Hi! 
Yeah, I'll take care of it.
Ah, say, um, there's a lady named Miss Finch who's chasing me, and, uh, do you mind if I hide in your funfair?
Why, no. Not at all.
We have the perfect place for you to hide.
Right here.
In our hiding cage.
You'll be safe here. 
Yeah, real safe!
Gee, thanks!
Let's go.
Oh, gee, I sure am a lucky bird.
Wee!
La la la-la la la la la-la la
La la la-la la la la la-la la
Oh, swell. First a parade..
Now a carnival. 
Oscar--
Oscar: Why, it’s enough to make a grouch sick!
Oscar! Oscar! 
Huh!
Well, I think we should forget this
and just go look for the big yellow turkey, huh?
So, step on it, Oscar, or Miss Finch will get him.
Whoa!
Big Bird: Psst. Hey, uh, hey, guys. Ah, you can let me out now. Is it safe now? Ah, can I get out now?
What's the matter? Don't you like your cage?
Big Bird: My cage.. My, my, my cage? (Sam and Sid laugh) Hey, what are you talkin' about? Let me outta here. Hey, come on! I don't want to stay in here. You can't keep me in here. This is bird-napping. Did you hear me?
Hey, I just thought of something.
Everybody's lookin' for an eight-foot yellow bird.
He's hot! 
Yeah, keep your shirt on.
Big Bird: I'll be really good. Okay, come on, come on, guys. The joke is over, let me out--
I got an idea. He-he.
Sid Sleaze: Step right up, ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls.
On the inside, our main attraction: the blue bird of happiness.
You've seen the invisible gorilla.
Now, see the giant, eight-foot blue bird of happiness.
He's, he's... one of a kind.
Yes, he's incredible! The blue bird of happiness.
He sings, he dances, he tells jokes.
And be sure to catch him now before his big European tour.
I'm a blue bird
That's been dreaming
Of a rainbow
I can follow
To that old familiar place
I long to see
Friendly faces
A smile to greet me
Or just a simple
Hello how are you
Oh without them
I'm so blue
There's only one thing
That will do
To make this heartache end
To be
Back home
Again
He sure looks sad. 
He sure does.
I'll never lose my dreams
Even though this time
It seems like I'm such a long way
From any rainbows
That might keep my dreams
From fading
Well no wonder
I'm so blue
There's only one thing
That will do
To make this heartache end
To be
Back home
Again
To be
Back home
Again
(sobs)
I'm a rich man
Getting richer
Here's my money
Let me count it
I'm so happy.
Are you real?
He must be real. He's crying.
What's the matter?
Oh, oh, uh..
I'm in big trouble, see.
Could you do me a favor?
I-I can't get outta here, and I want to.
So, could you call Mr. Looper's Store on Sesame Street and tell somebody where I am?
Hey, kids, get away from the talent!
Go on! Get.. Scram! (barks like a dog to scare the kid)
[laughing]
I'm a rich man
Getting richer
[line ringing]
Woman: (on phone) Operator. May I help you?
(on phone) Hello, operator, can you tell me how to get to Sesame Street?
Gordon: Cookie, haven't you had enough?
Cookie Monster: G-Gordon, me growing monster.
And that's how Bert lost Big Bird.
I did enjoy it. 
You did too, Bert..
Hey, Count, baby, what's happening?
Oh.
Hello.
Hi, Bob. No news about Big Bird, I suppose.
Yeah, we've located him.
What?
Bob: (on phone) Yeah, he's right nearby, locked in a cage.
He's locked in a cage? 
Some kids phoned.
They saw him. He's blue.
He's blue 
What?
He's blue? 
He's blue?
Bob: (on phone) At some kinda carnival, the kid said.
At a carnival? 
Right. Maria?
That funfair.
We passed that hours ago. 
Hm-hm.
That's what she just said. 
Now, come on.
Oh, bye, Bob.
How are we gonna get him if he's locked in a cage?
Come on, Telly.
Whoa!
Bert: What do you see, Ernie?
Ernie: Your nose, Bert. He-he-he.
Bert: Ernie! 
Ernie: Mm?
Bert: Get serious, will ya? We're supposed to be looking for Big Bird.
Ernie: Right.
Put them in bundles.
Bundles of a thousand.
And it's mine.
All mine.
Of course you can't see him, he's invisible.
No place like home.
No place like home.
No place like..
Toto.
Step into this cage.
You'll be safe here. Hm.
Uh, no! 
Stay Here.
Maria! 
Shh!
Maria, Maria, how'd you get here?
How.. Hi, how.. Hi, how-- 
Shh!
How'd you get in? 
Shh!
Don't worry, Big Bird.
We're gonna get you outta here.
Shh. 
Hmm.
Uh, right there.
Aah.
Uh..
Ah-ahh.
Ahh!
Ohh!
Telly: Don't wake up. Don't wake up.
Don't wake up, please.
Cookie Monster: Thank you.
Oh, oh, try-try that one.
Try that key. That's the one.
Shh.
Big Bird: Try it. I know that's the one.
The Count: One, one key! 
No!
Oh, sorry, sorry.
One. One key.
Big Bird: No, no, don't try that one.
No, try the gold-colored one.
Maria: Shh, Big Bird, please!
Big Bird: Why don't you try the one there with the funny end on it?
Maria: Big Bird, you're gonna wake them up!
Super Grover: This looks like a job for Super Grover!
Big Bird: Oh, one more, that's uh, three-three keys.
'Four keys.. Oh, no, I don't think that--
Shh, Big Bird.
Never fear, Super Grover is here.
We do not need a key.
With my super strength, I will bend the bars and birdie will be free as a bird... so to speak.
Big Bird: I don't think that's the one.
No, no, don't do that.. Try the next one.
Are you sure you have the right keys?
Maria: Big Bird, how're we gonna get you out of here if you can't keep quiet?'
Big Bird: Maybe you should ask him if he has another set of keys.
Maria: Gee, Big Bird, please?
Big Bird: Maybe it's a combination lock.
Psst. Go.
No, don't try that one..
Big Bird: No, no, that one. Try that one.
Try.. No, try that one.
That?
Big Bird: No, no, that one. That's the one.
Three, three more keys.
Ohh!
Wrong key.
Two!
Two more keys!
One more key. Huh!
Big Bird: That's it!
Maria! 
Big Bird!
Big Bird! 
Oh!
Oh, no, what are we gonna do? 
Gordon!
They're gettin' away! 
We gotta catch that truck.
Come on, Olivia. Let's go. 
Telly!
You wake up Oscar.
Huh..
Telly?
Right. Right, Maria.
Oh, no!
Big Bird: Let me out of here!
Wait a minute. 
What?
Sis, you drive. 
Why me? Why--
I've got an idea.
Big Bird: Olivia, Linda, help!
Okay, let's follow that bird.
Oscar! Oscar!
Oscar, wake up! Come on.
Come on, Oscar, wake up.
Help!
Help!
Help!
Help, help..
Whoa! Oh, no.
The-the doors are open. Oh, boy! Hey, fellas, these doors came open. (then) What am I telling them for?
Okay, Gordon. Oh, there he is!
Oh, oh, who's that?
Who's that coming?
Hey, anything following us?
Sid Sleaze: Just a yellow Volkswagen with a hole in the roof and no hood.
Fine, keep an eye out for anything suspicious.
Now, what? 
Okay..
Just pull up behind the truck. 
Pull up behind the truck.
And stay right with it.
Okay. Gordon, what are you doing?
Are you nuts? Get back in here!
Gordon!
You know, Sid, I've been thinkin'.
Our big blue bird needs a new act.
Yeah. How about if we teach him to dance?
That's a great idea. We can teach him to breakdance!
An eight-foot blue bird breakdancing!
We'll get him a white glove. We'll make a bundle! (laughing)
Gunka chica gunka gi-gi gunk
Gunka chica gunka chica
Gunka chica gunka chica
Gunka chica gunka chica
Hey, Gordon! Gordon, look.
The doors are open!
I know. Now, now come on.
Come on? Ha-ha.
Gordon, you know I can't fly.
Chica gunk chi-gunk chi-gunk Chi-gunk chi-gunk chi-gunk
Wait, I got a better idea! 
What?
How about if we build a big high tower and we have him jump into a pool of water?
Jump? 
Nah, he's a chicken.
Ah, uh, could-could we just, uh, ask them to stop the truck?
Don't worry. There's plenty of room.
Come on, Gordon. Be serious.
Hula-hoop! 
No! Poof!
Gordon, I'm not supposed to do this! Why, you should never jump from a moving truck. Why, I shouldn't even be standing up.
You have my permission, just this once.
Now, come on!
Huh?
Come on, Big Bird.
What are you doing?
Huh?
Oh, okay, Gordon.
I, ah, uh..
Umm..
Uh, uh, uh, uh..
Whoa.
Gordon: You can do it. Try it again.
Come on!
Yeah, I got you! 
He did it!
Whoo! Hoo-hoo!
Oh, I knew he could do it. Oh!
Oh, oh! Oh, Bird!
Oh.
Oh, Bird! 
Boy.
Sid Sleaze: Hey, what's that noise? It's the cops! 
Sid Sleaze: Eh! Sam, the bird's gone! The bird's gone! (sobs)
Sam Sleaze: Get a grip on yourself, will ya?
Sid Sleaze: The bird's gone. 
Sam Sleaze: Just try to relax.
Sid Sleaze: Look.. 
Sam Sleaze: I'll take care of everything. Whatever you do, don't cry.
State Trooper Nelson: (to the carnival kid) Are these the two men?
Sam Sleaze: Uh, wha-what seems to be the problem, officer? What's the charge?
State Trooper Nelson: What about counterfeiting extortion, fraud, impersonating a dentist, stealing an apple from a kid?
Sam Sleaze: Oh, about that apple, officer. I can explain that. We was just holdin' it for a friend.
Sid Sleaze: Yeah. For a friend.
State Trooper Nelson: You can tell that to the judge.
Sid Sleaze: (sobs) The-the judge.
State Trooper Nelson: Be a man.
Sid Sleaze: (sobs) I don't want to be a man, Sam.
Sam Sleaze: Shut up Sid! shut up!
Sid Sleaze: Ju-judge, Sam. Jail.
Big Bird is here.
Yeah, you're right!
Let's hope he'll be here soon.
Look!
Hi, everybody.
Oh, I'm so happy to be back.
Hey, everybody, Big Bird's back!
Hey, Big Bird's home? 
Big Bird's home!
Big Bird's home! 
Yay!
Ho-ho, Bird-Bird!
So, the VW is on its way? 
Oh.
Not exactly. 
What happened?
Oh, they had a little car trouble.
Hey, Big Bird, tell us all about your trip.
Big Bird: Oh, hey, I had such an exciting time. You know, I was on a farm, this big farm and there were two little kids there and they were really nice, and I was helpin' them do things, and then suddenly I looked up and I saw, saw.. (sees Miss Finch) Miss Finch!
Miss Finch: Hello, Bird. Perhaps the Dodos weren't perfect for you but I have managed to find you another lovely bird family.
He doesn't need another family.
Uh, no. 
No, no!
No, no, no-- 
Unh-unh.
He-he has one right here. 
He's fine right here.
Yeah. 
And we all love him.
Miss Finch: But he's a bird. He'd be happier with his own kind.
Who says that?
That's bull!
Well, we're all happy here on Sesame Street..
...a-and we've got all kinds.
We've got people...and cows..
Hmm, she's right about that. 
Yeah, that's right.
And we've got..
Tell her what else, Maria.
Maria: We've got Bert and Ernie..
Yeah. 
Yeah.
Eh-eh-eh. 
We want you here, Big Bird!
Maria: And there's dogs. And birds.
That's me!
We've got monsters.
Where? Where monsters?
You see monsters? 
And kids.
He-he-he.. 
And there's honkers.. Why, we've even got grouches!
Ahh, keep us out of this!
Yeah, yeah, that's right! 
Yeah.
So you have.
And you're all happy?
Oh, yeah!
Yeah.
Yes, we are. 
Yeah, yeah.
Yes, definitely.
Well… you did go to look for him so that must mean you care and he does seem to have lots of friends. Not feathered, but.. Alright. Big, from now on, Sesame Street is your home.
Yeah! 
Oh, boy! Oh, boy!
Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Oh, boy! Thank you!
Miss Finch: Well, I've done it again. Placed another stray bird in a good home. Case dismissed. Back to work.
Um, I wonder where Snuffy is?
Uh, would everybody excuse me for a few minutes?
Well, I've got something I should do.
Excuse me, okay?
See ya. 
Yeah.
Bye, Big.
Snuffy.
Snuffy?
Oh, Bird!
Oh! 
Ow.
Oh, Snuffy, this time you're real.
Oh, Bird, uh, can I stop
watching your things now?
(chuckles) Oh, Snuffy.
Snuffy: Oh, Bird.
Big Bird: (sighs) Home at last.
Well, I hope there’s nothing seriously wrong with your car.
Oh, I hope not, either, but you know I can fix it.
Oh, Gordon! Oh.
Oh, Gordon, what is this–
Gordon, what-what's going on?
Gordon!
What happened to the car?
Gordon: Don't ask me. Ask him.
Cookie Monster: Hi. (burps) Excuse me.
Our insurance man is never gonna believe this.
Once more around the block, Bruno.
Sure, boss. 
Yeah.
I gotta walk off some of this happy stuff.
Bruno, come on.
[Fade to black. As the credits roll, the Count appears.]
The Count: Wait, wait, wait! Don't leave yet. My favorite part of the picture is starting. The credits. Oh, I love to count credits. (laughs) One "Directed by." That's one credit. (laughs) One "Written by." That's two credits. Ah, one "Produced by." That's three credits. One "Director of photography." That's four credits. Ah. One "Art director." That's five fabulous credits! One "Associate producer." Somebody must associate with the producer. (laughs) I love it, ha-ha. That's six credits. Ah, one "Supervising film editor." That's seven stupefying credits! One "Music Score by." That's eight credits! One "Music supervised by." Nine credits! Hah! One "Joan Ganz Cooney!" Hi, mom. That's ten! Ten fantastic credits and still counting, I love it!
[He disappears as the credits continue to roll. After the credits, the Count climbs up to the screen.]
The Count: (pants) That is 278 incredible, colossal credits! (laughs) I love motion pictures! (as thunder cracks) Wonderful! (laughs)
[The movie ends.]
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