Pee-wee's Big Adventure

Look out, Mr. Potato Head!

Good morning, Speck!

Me, too. Come on.

Let's get some breakfast.

Mad dog!

Good morning, Pee-wee.

Good morning, Mr. Breakfast.

Can I have my "Mr. T" cereal?

I pity the poor fool

who don't eat my cereal!

Here, Speck.

Welp, I'm off.

You be good.

Good morning, Mr. Crabtree.

Good morning, Pee-wee.

I'm going to water my lawn.

Good morning. I'm here.

You're the best bike in the whole world.

Brush-brush-brush.

Brush-brush-brush.

Good morning, Pee-wee.

Hello, Francis.

Today is my birthday. My father said

I can have anything I want.

Good for you and your father.

Guess what I want?

A new brain?

No. Your bike.

What's so funny, Pee-wee?

It's not for sale, Francis.

My father says, "Everything

is negotiable," Pee-wee.

I wouldn't sell my bike for anything.

Not for a hundred, billion,

million, trillion dollars.

-You're crazy.

-I know you are, but what am I?

-You're a nerd.

-I know you are, but what am I?

-You're an idiot.

-I know you are, but what am I?

I know you are, but what am I?

I know you are, but what am I?

I know you are, but what am I?

-I know you are, but what am I?

-Infinity!

-I'm not, you are.

-You are.

-No way!

-No way!

-Knock it off!

-Knock it off!

-Cut it out!

-Cut it out!

-Shut up!

-Make me.

Why don't you make me?

Because I don't make monkeys,

I just train them.

Pee-wee, listen to reason.

I'm listening to reason.

That's my name, don't wear it out.

Remember when I first saw your bike?

You rode past my house, and I ran out

to tell you how much I liked it.

I love that story.

You'll be sorry, Pee-wee Herman.

I meant to do that.

My good friend, Pee-wee!

Hi, Mario.

Are you just browsing today?

Sort of. I wanted to stock up

on some supplies.

Help yourself.

How do you like school?

Closed.

What?

I got some new items

you might be interested in.

Box for Pee-wee.

New, improved, squirting flower.

Fake blood, or is it?

Super stink-bomb?

Have some.

Shrunken head?

Regular size?

Trick gum?

Headlight glasses?

And direct from Australia,

The Boomerang Bow-Tie!

Come in red?

I'll be right back.

-What's up, man?

-How's it going?

Is Dottie still working on your bike?

No, I've got it back already.

What's she doing to it?

I can't talk about it.

James Bond kind of stuff.

Dottie's radical with bikes.

I say we cruise, dudes.

It's getting hot in here.

It's steamy.

I'm sweating.

Is my horn ready yet?

It's ready. It should be

loud enough for you now.

Where is it? Let's hear it.

Wait. I want to talk to you first.

You are talking to me.

No, I want your undivided attention.

This is important.

I want to ask you something.

I want to know,

if you will do something?

What?

I want to know if you'll

go someplace with me.

Like where?

The drive-in.

Look, Dottie, I like you.

Like! I like you.

I like you, too.

There are a lot of things about me

you don't know anything about.

Things you wouldn't understand,

you couldn't understand.

Things you shouldn't understand.

I don't understand.

You don't want to get mixed up with me.

I'm a Ioner, Dottie. A rebel.

So long, Dot.

Are you the owner?

Yes. That's me. They call me Chuck.

Can I do anything?

We're losing time!

Set up a dragnet!

Comb the whole area! Hurry!

I'm afraid we can't consider your bike

being stolen a police emergency.

If it doesn't turn up, come to

the station and fill out a report.

That's the best we can do.

Come on, let's go.

Where are you going?

To find my bike!

Why exactly do you believe

the Soviets were involved?

Let me be honest. Hundreds of bikes

are stolen every month.

Very few of them are recovered.

We don't have the resources.

You're saying you can't do anything.

My bike means everything to me.

I knew the police wouldn't help.

You know what I'd do?

Retrace my steps.

I parked my bike and

when I came back it was gone.

Can you think of anyone

who'd want to take it?

Everyone wanted my bike.

This morning, before it was stolen,

Francis offer... Francis!

I want to see Francis.

He's busy.

Busy, doing what?

He's having his bath.

Where are they hosing him down?

Me again!

Fire!

Still want to buy my bike?

I don't want that relic.

I can have any bike in the world.

You don't want it because you have it!

Tell me where it is before I lose

patience with you.

Help, Dad!

Go on and scream! We're miles

from where anyone can hear you!

Are you all right?

What's going on in there?

I wouldn't sell it to you,

so you stole it!

I swear it wasn't me!

Francis, we're breaking the door down!

What is going on?

Have you lost your mind?!

-He's a thief! He stole my bike!

-You liar!

I swear I didn't do it.

That's a serious accusation.

Do you have any proof?

Not exactly.

Pee-wee, the Buxtons are not thieves.

Just look at him.

He couldn't have stolen your bike.

We set up his birthday

train-set all day.

I guess I was wrong.

We don't have to involve

the authorities, do we?

It was a simple mistake

and I'm really sorry.

I think that you owe Francis an apology.

And then I want you two to shake hands.

I'm sorry, Francis.

Here. Would you care for some gum?

Would you care for some?

Spearmint or fruit?

Fruit, please.

Well, good-bye.

You do believe me, don't you, Dad?

How are you ever going

to pay a reward like that?

It's simple.

Whoever returns the bike is obviously

the person who stole it.

So they don't deserve any reward!

Where are we going now?

On the air!

That was some story.

And with the reward you've offered...

...I'm sure our listeners

will be out looking.

My name's engraved

on the back of the seat.

That's Pee-wee Herman.

P-E-E...

That does it.

He just won't let up.

I changed my mind.

I don't want the bike anymore.

A deal's a deal.

So fork over my money

for lifting it for you, Buxton!

Here. Take the bike with you.

Just get rid of it!

That'll cost you extra.

See you later, sucker!

Good! We can finally

start the big meeting.

Dottie, Chuck.

Let's begin, shall we?

Shall we?!

This box contains over

217 bits and pieces of information.

Evidence.

Exhibit "A"!

A photograph of the victims.

My bike and me.

Exhibit "B"!

Another photograph!

What's missing from this picture?

It's just me. Without my bike!

Is this something you can share

with the rest of us?

Exhibit "C".

The horn I was picking up...

...at Chuck's...

...Bike-O-Rama...

...when my bike was actually stolen.

Exhibit "D"! Jimmy!

What is this?

Too late! Chip!

It looks like a pen.

Exactly! I bought this pen one hour

before my bike was stolen.

Why? What's the significance?

I don't know!

Exhibit "Q"!

A scale model of the entire mall!

"X" marks the scene of the crime.

These arrows mark the sun's position

at the hour of the crime!

Jupiter was aligned with Pluto!

The moon was in the Seventh...

Please save your questions

until I'm through!

Well, when will that be?

A long time, we wait.

We've been here over three hours.

I'm not sure if any of us can see

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