Judy Moody and the Not Bummer Summer Page #4

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ROCKY:

A dare race? I am in.

Check out

what I did today!

That's ten Thrill Points

for sure, don't you think?

Just you wait, Rocky Zang.

Just you wait.

- STINK:
Bye.

- DAD:
I'm gonna

miss you, buddy.

MOM:
I'm sorry to go.

I love you.

JUDY:
Can you bring us back

some California bubble gum?

Ah, better yet,

how about I chew some

and I'll stick it on

the wall in your honor.

- STINK:
Can we have candy for breakfast?

- DAD:
No. No.

- JUDY:
Have fun in California!

- DAD:
Listen.

- MOM:
No for breakfast.

- STINK:
Can I not take a shower?

DAD:
Yes, you have to take

a shower. I love you, buddy.

JUDY:
Bye! Bye!

(ALL SHOUTING)

OK, synchronize watches.

As of 2:
12pm,

Tuesday, July 7th,

the thrill race is on!

So what's the first dare?

Scream Monster?

Nope.

This.

We're gonna dress in leotards?

No. Don't you see?

He's walking on a rope.

A tightrope?

Above the ground?

Death-defying.

Oh, yeah.

Where do we get a tightrope?

Perfecto!

What do you think you're doing?

I'm building

a trap for Bigfoot.

I'm gonna lure him here

with peanut butter.

He loves peanut butter.

That's on page 52.

And then boom!

A net will fall out of this tree

and land on his head!

Not out of this tree.

It's mine. I called it.

- You can't call a tree.

- Really? Watch me.

- Mine.

- Mine.

- Mine.

- Mine!

- Mine! Mine! Mine!

- Mine! Mine!

- FRANK:
Guys, stop it!

- (SHOUTING CONTINUES)

FRANK:
Let go! Let go!

(HIGH PITCHED HORN BLARES)

Ice cream!

I scream! You scream!

We all scream

for Old King Kold's ice cream!

- Yay! It's mine! It's mine!

- (ICE CREAM TRUCK MUSIC PLAYS)

Frank?

Where are you going?

To go get ice cream.

But now's our chance,

before Stink gets back!

Come on!

What's more important?

Thrill Points or ice cream?

OK, all right.

(FINGERS CRACK)

(GROANS)

- Thank you.

- Certainly.

(INSECT BUZZING)

(BUZZING STOPS)

JUD Y:
And now, the high-flying,

death-defying Judy-a-rini

will cross...

... um...

(CRACKING)

... Niagara Falls!

One slip and she'll fall to her doom!

Rocky's only crossed

a dinky grass field,

but Judy is crossing

the crashing cataracts of Niagara!

- Whoa!

- (AUDIENCE GASPING)

- My goodness!

- JUDY:
Don't worry!

The great Judy-a-rini will not fall!

Whoa! Whoa!

Get off, Frank!

One at a time!

Hurry up then!

I wanna go get ice cream!

Ten Thrill Points.

Ten Thrill Points.

- Ten Thrill Points...

- (INSECT BUZZING)

Mosquitoes!

Incoming! Whoa!

Stop wobbling me!

I can't help it!

There's a mosquito on my...

(BOTH SCREAM)

(COUGHING)

Ha-ha, you missed it.

I got fuzzy navel.

(CAR HORN HONKING)

Hey, Judy,

ready for the Scream Monster?

Hey, Judy!

What's all this pink stuff?

My prom dress. I have

to take it to the cleaners.

So first we go

on the Tilt-a-Whirl.

After we get ice cream.

Right. And sno-cones.

And corndogs.

And gobs of gum.

Rare! We'll be ready

for the Scream Monster, for sure.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

- BOTH:
Stop!

- (TIRES SCREECH)

FRANK:
Are you thinking

what I'm thinking?

# You'll see me

at the mall #

BO TH:
# The pool,

the park and by the sea ##

Mr. Todd!

FRANK:
Mr. Todd?

I was sure he'd be in there.

Don't worry. We'll find him.

We have all summer.

- Yeah.

- Scream Monster!

(SCREAMING)

Supercalifragilistic-

expithrilladelic!

Geez, Louise!

How many Thrill Points

is that?

Ten. Plus Bonus Points

for no hands.

No food on the ride, kid.

What? I'm not throwing

all this out!

MAN:
Then step outta line.

Frank! We've been waiting

in line forever!

Surrender the sno-cone!

But it's so good.

Seriously! We gotta start

earning some Thrill Points

because so far we have zero.

You guys coming

or going here?

OK.

JUDY:
Frank?

Frank!

- This is it!

- Thrill Points, here we come!

Hands up!

Every second counts!

(RUMBLING)

(GROANS)

I'm... not so sure about this.

What's wrong?

(RUMBLING CONTINUES)

Don't you dare!

(GROANING)

(SCREAMING)

(MOANING)

MAN:
We now send you

out to Tammy

with this special

Bigfoot report. Tammy?

TAMMY:
With one sighting

at the pier,

one at Colonial College

one on Main Street,

and one at Frog Lake,

that makes

five local sightings.

Five!

With me here

is Herb Birnbaum,

and he claims that Bigfoot

was in his yard.

Herb?

Herb, show us

what you've got.

- (DOORBELL RINGS)

- HERB:
You see that?

He ripped the lid

right off that can

and went straight

for the peanut butter!

TAMMY:
But couldn't

that be a raccoon?

Well, yeah,

but it could also be Bigfoot!

- But it could also be Bigfoot!

- (DOORBELL RINGS)

Rose Birnbaum, Herb's wife.

This is Tammy,

reporting live from...

(GASPS)

(HORN HONKING)

Whoa.

What happened to you?

Don't ask.

Seriously.

Don't ask.

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

I told you not to ask!

I'm not asking.

I'm telling you.

- Telling me what?

- You got a postcard from Rocky.

Really? Can you read it?

Sure.

(AFFECTED VOICE)

"Dear Judy, how are you?

I am fine."

Can you read it

like a normal person?

You don't want me

to sound like Rocky?

- Just read it, OK?

- OK.

"Dear Judy, how are you?

I am fine.

- Guess what?

- ROCKY'S VOICE:
Guess what?

BOTH:
I just learned

how to saw someone in half!"

- No fair! I want to do that!

- (BUBBLING)

ROCKY:
We even get to be

in a real circus.

BOTH:
"You have to come, OK?

August 4th."

ROCKY:
Just so you know,

I'm up to 37 Thrill Points!

(ECHOING)

How many do you have?

MAN:
Please welcome

Rocky the Magnificent,

who is merely

the assistant to Judy,

- the Even More Magnificent!

- (CROWD CHEERING)

And now...

...let's watch the master

- (BOINGING)

...at work.

(METAL RINGING)

I warned you not

to throw up on me.

Can you put me

back together later?

I think so.

- What did you say?

- I said, I think so.

You think so what?

Nothing! Never mind!

Hey, you wanna go

to my Bigfoot meeting?

It starts in 15 minutes.

Stink, I told you

a bazillion trillion times,

Bigfoot is for bozos!

OK. Just don't be asking

for my autograph

when I catch him

and get all famous.

(SIGHING)

(BUBBLING)

Hmm. Let's see.

Ten points for riding

the Scream Monster.

Minus five for blue throw-up,

and five

for prom dress equals...

(MEOWING)

You're right, Mouse.

A big fat donut.

(LOUD CRASHING)

Holy macaroni!

Whoa!

What's all that?

Hey. OK, I can't tell

if this should be a hat,

or a wheel, or...

...a shield.

Um...

I think it's the lid

to the garbage can.

Yeah, I know,

but what is it really?

(CLANGING)

Wow.

What is all this, anyway?

It's my traveling art studio.

Wow.

Cool.

You really are an artist.

Yeah.

I'm a guerrilla artist.

Gorilla?

As in monkey?

No, as in under the radar.

A guerrilla artist

makes art out of everything,

and puts it everywhere.

Why?

'Cause it's fun.

And it's daring.

(GASPS) I have an idea.

(WHISPERING)

Ta-da!

Wow, I love it!

I told you it was a hat.

That looks great!

Look, we're beautifying the

world with our amazing art!

- Great!

- Now all we have to do

is sneak over to the library

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