Hey Arnold! The Jungle Movie Page #2

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- Well, I--

that's news.

I mean, if you wanted

to talk about...

[stuttering]

F...

[exhales]

F...

feelings...

- [angry squealing]

- Sorry, Helga,

I think Abner's

got to do a number two.

See you.

Come on, Abner.

[Abner squeals]

- [groans]

Thwarted by a dirty,

imbecilic pig.

All I wanted to do

is tell that stupid Arnold...

[romantic music]

That I'm here for him.

I'm listening.

I'm remembering

everything he says.

Every deep thought,

every soul-searching utterance,

yes, even every hem and haw!

Arnold,

I've tried to tell you,

but you've yet to show me

that you've noticed,

that you have feelings too,

so I resort to

what I do best:

being scorchingly mean!

[playful music]

Ow! Okay!

I'll be kind...

[sighs]

And understanding, and...

- [wheezy breathing]

[glasses shatter]

[splashes]

- Aha! If I help Arnold

win that trip

to that crazy San Lorenzo

and help him uncover

the mystery

of his long-lost parents,

maybe even find

the lost losers,

then Arnold will be

eternally grateful

and might even

return my love!

It's win-win!

What a great plan! Whee!

[dramatic music]

- Phoebe, I need a hero video,

stat.

- Right.

Arnold tapes

155E, 17C, 101F.

Pulling.

- How does this thing--oh!

- Hey, I think

he's starting to trust us.

- Oh, that's right.

Arnold even saved

that dumb turtle.

- Don't worry, buddy.

We're busting you out

of this joint.

- He's helped half the city.

I'll show those

fancy-pants judges

why he's got to win!

We're gonna need more,

but now I need someone

to actually make something

out of all these.

[smooth jazz]

- Mm-mm-mm!

This is an epic story

you're asking for, Helga.

Where'd you get this footage?

- Security cameras, okay?

- Uh-huh,

all labeled and organized

in perfect sequence.

Whoa!

That's Arnold's bedroom.

How'd you--

- Never mind.

- Major creep factor aside,

you know this footage is what

we need to win the contest.

I thought you hated Arnold.

Why are you suddenly

helping him?

- Because...otherwise,

I'd have to watch

that stupid football head

mope all summer!

We've got to make

this video work

so Arnold can get

to stupid San Lorenzo!

It really matters to him, doi.

You in?

- Okay, I'm in,

but only if you

get everybody to help.

- No problem.

They can just talk

to old Betsy here.

- All right.

Let's do this.

[melancholy music]

- Well, that was

one long, sad walk.

I almost rented your room out.

- [sighs]

Hi, Grandpa.

- Someone came to see you.

They're up on the roof.

- The roof?

- I don't know.

I just work here, short man.

- Shh, shh.

- [gasps]

all:
Surprise!

Arnold! Arnold! Arnold!

Arnold!

Arnold!

- This is incredible.

Everyone's here.

- You better have a seat,

Arnold.

- Why? What's going on?

- Lights!

- The legend of Arnold

will be passed down

from kid generation

to kid generation

and onward,

and Gerald is the keeper

of all legends,

the teller of all tales.

Take it away, Gerald.

- [clears throat]

We call him Arnold.

Friend to all,

force for decency,

doer of good.

He's the most dependable,

trusty, true-blue friend

I can imagine.

Help you in a second,

no questions asked.

And I know plenty of others

feel the same.

Let's hear from some people

who Arnold has helped.

- I would've never

left my stoop,

and now look at me,

sitting on

the biggest stoop in the city,

and it's all because of

Arnold.

Now I can harass people

from my stoop

and from off my stoop!

[laughs manically]

Anyway, guy's got

a great heart.

- He helped me

get over myself.

Now I'm tolerant, gracious,

and self-effacing.

Oh, and humble.

I'll get a copy of this, right?

- Arnold put me back together

with my old partner, Don,

and remade my career.

I get applause from fans,

but Arnold's the real star,

baby!

- Arnold helped me escape

the cage

of my old rooftop habitat.

Now, I'm as free as a bird!

Merci, Arnold.

- Arnold listened to me

and treated me

just like another friend.

He's, you know,

pure of heart.

I'll never forget that,

Arnold.

- I can inaudibly say

that the over-esteemed Arnold

put the "coach" back into

Coach Wittenberg.

- I was a one-dimensional

bully

until Arnold showed me

my sensitive side.

- Arnold? Never heard of him.

- Arnold almost killed me...

[crash]

But then saved my life,

got me a new fish,

kept me from going bad!

[motor revs]

Thanks, Arnold.

What a pal!

[pigeon coos]

Aah!

[laughter]

I'm okay!

- Pure of heart.

That's Arnold.

And that's why he deserves

to win the trip to

San Lorenzo--

because he's done

so much for others.

He's a humanitarian,

just like his parents

and the Helpers for Humanity.

- Monkeyman!

- Hey, Arnold.

You're a bold kid,

and a true hero.

- [laughs]

[cheering, laughter]

- Thank you all so much,

but aren't we too late

to enter the contest?

- I have wonderful news,

Arnold.

Once the Helpers for Humanity

saw this video,

we were immediately selected

to go to San Lorenzo.

That's right! We won!

[all cheering]

- Mm...

- Never fear.

I have every minute

planned out for this trip.

Getting anyone lost

is definitely not

on this agenda.

- Mm-hmm.

You ever travel

with a dozen kids before?

- I know this video

wouldn't have happened

without you, Gerald.

I can't thank you enough.

- You should thank Helga.

This video was her idea.

You should see

all the videos she has--

- Of the things...

around the city!

Amazing.

Anyway, it's done.

We're going to San Lorenzo.

- Wow, thank you, Helga.

[electric buzzing]

[romantic music]

[fireworks bursting]

- [sighs]

And I...

have to go wash my socks.

- So that's the story:

a football-headed kid

wins the contest...

- Whee!

- And gets to go with

his whole class

to the Central American

country

of San Lorenzo.

- Believe it or not...

[sinister music]

[computer beeping]

- [maniacal laughter]

- Well, short man,

your passport's here.

- All right!

- Ah, ah, ah. Not yet.

Now, Arnold, I'm still worried

about you taking this trip.

Remember all the trouble

your parents got into

with that evil river pirate

Lasombra?

[sighs]

That was practically

the last time we heard

from them.

Oh, fine.

Don't forget to sign it

with your name

as it appears

on your birth certificate.

- Arnold Shortman.

Grandpa, San Lorenzo

is a big country.

I'm not going to look for

this Lasombra guy

and I doubt if

I'm gonna run into him.

- [scoffs]

Let's hope not!

This is just a school trip

to visit the rainforest,

not about you

finding your parents.

- Don't worry, Grandpa.

I'll stick with my class

the whole time,

but since I'll be

in San Lorenzo,

I have to at least

look up Eduardo.

He was my mom and dad's

best friend.

- [sighs] Well,

you could at least do that.

[trumpet blares]

- Venture forth

armed with this, Kimba.

- Pookie!

Arnold will never get

a handmade blowpipe

through security.

Oh, and...

Here, short man.

Take this instead.

It'll remind you of home.

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