How it All Began / Transcript

(Opening theme)

(We open the video in Hope's massive bedroom as she watches a tape and is looking at her laptop for new pen pals to talk to.)

(Knock knock)

Hope: Come in.

(It's her father.)

Hope: Hey dad, how's the inventing coming along?

Mr. Amamiya: Inventive! How about the friend situation?

Hope: Um...

Mr. Amamiya: I see that you aren't particularly in the friends zone yet. Not the way you know it though sweetheart.

Hope: Well, dad, it's just nobody at school wants to be my friend.

Mr. Amamiya: Come on you've got Emily and Tara don't you?

Hope: Before they turned over to the Pinkies. (sighs) If only I still had contact with Priyanka, Shannon, Yuki and Antonia from elementary school and junior high, but we all lost contact in high school. Dad, I wish you could see....

(Music for "I Want the Globe to be my Friend" starts)

Hope:

Some girls like to be with dolls
Or put on silly hats
Or make friends with fish, and birds, and alley cats...
That's not the way I want to be
I'm tired of those things...
I need some best friends
Won't you help me please?
(A band scene emerges)

Hope:

I Want the Globe to be my bestie
I want the Globe to be my friend
I want to want to get my own best friend
A real girl who's not playing pretend (Oh!)
I want a girl my age to be my pal
We'd soon become good friends because
Although they're different, and they're not like me
I think it's cool to have diversity!
If I make friends, with a girl from the other side of the world
I'd be happy as can be!
And I know that we're so far, we'll talk every single day!
If you know a girl out there, one you'd like to recommend..
Well...
I just can't wait until then!!!
I want the globe, the whole wide world to be my friend!!!
Please! Be my friend!!!
(Hope poses and her dad claps)

Mr. Amamiya: Hm. Looks like the Instaband is working pretty well. Sweetheart, I'm glad that you mentioned friends because I just invented this. It makes smartphones look like babies.

(He puts down a little smartphone like device with a globe at the top. Hope's is yellow.)

Hope: Wow... What is it?

Mr. Amamiya: It's called a Global Port. Point it to any mirror or screen and you'll be transported anywhere! I made several others too!

Hope: Oh wow, thanks dad! Can I have it?

Mr. Amamiya: Sure honey! Now if you need anything at all, just call okay?

Hope: Alright!

(Hope continues her search and finds a girl in Morocco)

Hope: Wow, Dawn Berger, "I'm originally from Paris, but moved to Morocco when I was 9 years old. I can help you with your French and Arabic, and I'm also looking for friends." Gee, it must be really cool there!! Outdoor markets and really cute accessories... I wanna go!

(Hope accidentally flips her Global Port and it starts sparkling)

Hope: What's going on?

(The Global Port begins shining and Hope is transported to Morocco)

(Marrakesh, Morocco)

Hope: Wow! I'm actually here?! And in my pajamas? This has got to be a dream. It has to be!

(Hope walks around and then hears something. The clucking of chickens, it's a stampede!)

Hope: Eh?!

Girl: Hey!! Look out!!

(The girl, just like the one in the photo from earlier, pushes her out of the way)

Hope: Thanks... Hey! You're from here ---

Girl: You should be a little more careful next time, you know.

Hope: And, who are you?

Girl: My name is Dawn Berger. I'm 20 and I live here in Marrakesh. Suppose you're American, aren't you?

Hope: Y-yeah...

Dawn: That's great! All the Americans here are guys trying to grab my attention. I'll tell you later, right now you need to change out of those clothes.

Hope: But these are my pajamas...

(Music for "Welcome to Morocco" starts)

Dawn: I know. Come, we're going shopping.

Hope: Whoa!

Dawn:

I see you're not from here at all
You're a girl from out of the extraordinary
That must've used some kind of witchcraft...
Tailor make her something good and something very bright
Something that makes her look like she wasn't born last night!
(The tailor makes Hope a special outfit from Moroccan materials)

Dawn:

Welcome to Morocco!
Home to the Arabic taco!
Welcome to Morocco!
A land of mystery and paradise!
Nothing else will suffice
We live like Aladdin most of the time!
Hope: Wow...

Dawn: Come now, my American darling!

Dawn:

The country is right by the ocean
We often go to the beach, right on the water!
Although people think we're European, we are really African!
Hope:

I really never knew that!
Hope:

Your country is so shining and beautiful and bright
It feels like I'm in another story book world!
Dawn:

So much history, Mediterranean cuisine!
Our story's diverse and it's across this land that we have always wanted to expand!
Dawn:

Welcome to Morocco!
Home of the Arabic taco!
Welcome to Morocco!
A land of mystery and paradise!
Nothing else will suffice!
We live like Aladdin most of the time!
We live like Aladdin most of the time!
Yeah!
Dawn: And here we are!

Hope: Wow, it's like an American house I thought you said that you lived like Aladdin from Arabian Nights.

Dawn: That's what some people think! We have modern homes just like everyone else.