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Somebody facing a tough negotiation with his boss. You're certainly acting
chipper. Well, that's because I've come up with a surefire strategy on how to
get what I want. Here, I'll show you. You be Bev, and you play the devil's
advocate. All right.
Bev, I'd like a microwave for my dressing room.
In a pig's eye, bozo.
It's more like her to say pig's eye dick.
In a pig's eye, dick. Aha!
You took the bait. I don't want a microwave.
Then why did you ask for one? Bev, Bev, Bev, you are so naive.
When she turns me down, she'll be consumed with guilt. Then I ask her for
really want, new carpeting for the set. Her only answer can be what color and
how soon.
Sounds like you're ready for anything, honey. Hey, bring on the Middle East.
I just pulled off what could be the greatest practical joke in history.
You know how Stephanie is always so worried about her weight?
I turned her scale up two pounds.
You didn't.
You know, Joyce, I mean, that almost borders on the cruel.
there's been an increase in the Earth's gravitational pull lately?
Not that I've heard, Dick.
There was nothing on the news.
Why? Just asking.
And you two are terrible.
And since there's nothing I enjoy after a show more
than a... piping hot dish of tater tots.
I'd really like a microwave in my dressing room.
Okay.
What?
We're getting a new microwave for the executive lounge so I can let you have
old one.
Well, if there's nothing else... Actually, what I really...
What I really wanted was new carpeting for the set. Come on, I just gave you a
microwave.
Bev, Disasterville on the set. Pete was about to go on the air and the boom man
hit him on the head.
Pete's on the way to the hospital, but don't worry, the mic's okay.
You're kidding. We don't have a host for the show?
Well, it looks like I'm in a position to do the station a real favor.
color carpet and how soon?
Beige and yesterday.
Well, come on, Dick. We don't want to keep the kids waiting.
Kids?
Well, wait a minute. You didn't say it was a children's show. It's not your
typical kid vid. This one's real sophisticated.
Ahoy, mateys.
Shiver me timbers if it isn't time for Pirate Pete's Cartoon Lagoon.
Now, it doesn't take a spyglass to tell that I'm not Pirate Pete.
I'm Long John Loudon, his scurvy cousin.
If I could interject something here, Pirate Pete is in the hospital, and I'm
sure he'd appreciate any cards or letters you might send him.
But now on with the fun.
Me buckos.
Time for the mail.
Let's hoist up our net and see what we've got.
Hard.
Dear Pirate Pete, I can't wait to grow up and plunder and...
I wish you a lot of luck, Melissa.
Remember me, Hardees. If you want to write us here at sea, you'll need one of
Pirate Pete's official message bottles.
They keep your letter bone dry, and they're only $5 .95.
this to be stolen.
I better put it for safekeeping in my trusty treasure chest.
Which you kids can have for only $39 .95. Oh, come on.
Lead into the cartoon, Dick.
And now, mateys, it's time for a rowdy rooster cartoon.
Let's watch.
And we're clear.
Michael, that is the most reprehensible children's show I've ever seen. It's
just one long, vulgar sales pitch.
Vulgar? There are some damn fine cartoons.
That duck was just force -fed a stick of dynamite.
What duck, Dick?
Michael. Sorry, Dick, you're on again.
Doing a commercial. A commercial? That's a change of pace.
Now, let's take a look at the latest in fun from our very good friends at the
Bunny Hutch Toy Shop.
You know, kids,
pirating in the 80s demands a modern approach.
The Annihilator 5000.
I can't recommend this to children. I couldn't even recommend it to a Marine.
Dick, stick with the cards. Parents, you should be ashamed to let your children
watch this show.
Let them read a book, go out and play, watch Fruit Life, and anything but this.
And now back to our wonderful cartoon.
And we're clear.
All right, Dick, don't worry. When we come back, we'll do some swirly effects
and we'll tell the kids it was a dream sequence.
Dick, Michael, to my office, now.
Of course, that won't fool her.
is lit up with calls saying Pirate Pete is a ripoff. What the hell was going on
out there?
It's not my fault, Bev. I had everything written down on cue cards, but then
Dick had to go pay attention to what he was reading.
I'm proud of what I did. That show is just a bunch of sales pitches
interrupted by an exploding duck.
I mean, that man is getting rich off innocent children.
Pete's not rich.
He's not.
What about those message bottles and treasure chests?
Dick, this is a tiny station with a tiny audience.
Even with the promotional items, we pay Pete about as much as we pay you.
Oh, my God.
And now he's in the hospital and the crew is saying he doesn't have
Oh, my God.
Yes.
It's the station owner.
Hello. Oh, I'm...
I'm not sorry that I spoke up, but maybe I'll stop by the hospital and see if
there's anything the poor guy needs.
Well, Dick, as long as you're going to be seeing him anyway, could you tell
one more thing?
He's canceled.
God,
it's humiliating being fat.
As I ran through town, people looked at me like something they'd trim off meat.
Stephanie, about this weight thing... I just can't deal with being imperfect.
I don't know how you've handled it all these years.
Oh, sorry, you were saying something?
About your weight.
It's a darn shame.
Oh, George, I think your practical joke is about over.
Stephanie just jogged all morning to lose weight.
I know.
So I turned her scale up a little more.
Hi, Mr.
Pittman. You have a visitor.
Oh.
Hi, I'm Dick Loudon. I took over your show.
Oh, listen, I can't thank you enough.
But they don't have a TV and radiology.
Don't take too much time, you know. He's still weak.
That Ellen, she's terrific.
She grew up watching my show.
Now her children watch.
I don't have any kids of my own.
That's my family.
So how's the noggin?
when I get back to the show.
Pete, I have something I have to tell you. Yeah?
This isn't easy.
You know, when my little mateys have trouble telling their mommies and
something, I give them a piece of advice.
I tell them to take in a deep breath, then let it out, then say what's on
minds. Well, this is a little more than a bad report card.
Well, what works for the little mateys works for grown -up buccaneers, too.
So why don't you try it?
Just take in a deep breath.
Let it out.
Then say it. You're canceled.
Well, I don't understand.
Why would they cancel me? The show was so popular.
The way I heard the story, someone pointed out that it was long
on violence and commercialism and short on anything good.
Well, who would stab me in the back when I'm in the hospital?
Me.
I didn't mean for him to cancel your show, but I was selling $40 cardboard.
The duck exploded.
I shot Lionel.
Did you save a bullet for me?
Suppose I try to get your show back.
And you knew that?
Hey, I got you canceled, didn't I?
and this is my brother, Daryl.
What about your other brother, Daryl? I'm sorry. He's too upset to participate
in this conversation.
We'd like to take this up with the spouse of the house.
Uh, dear?
Right away?
Oh.
Hi, guys. Easy, Daryl.
What's the matter? Daryl ain't been the same since he heard that Pirate Pete got
the proverbial axe.
to Nightline.
Guys, before you get too worked up, I talked the station into putting Pirate
Pete back on.
I'm going to co -host with him today and show him how to do it right.
Well, Daryl's adopting a wait -and -see attitude.
Oh, by the way, if you don't mind some constructive
criticism, we could tell it was you talking for Perch.
forward to seeing the show. Good, because I'm going to be educational and
entertaining without sacrificing one iota of fun.
Yeah, and I hear you look ridiculous in a pirate suit.
Well, the practical joke is officially over.
Finally. I hope Stephanie wasn't too angry when you told her. Oh, I didn't
her. She would have killed me.
I just set her scale back to normal. She'll wear herself and everything will
fine again.
Make way!
I couldn't get out of my lunch date with Michael.
This is turning into a nightmare.
Can you make out any hint of my shape under here?
As far as I can tell, you could be riding a horse.
Who am I kidding?
One look at these chubby cheeks and Michael will start calling me Big Mama.
Michael, what's keeping Pete? There's no point in my doing the show alone.
Believe me, Dick, nobody wants that.
Steph? I don't blame you for not recognizing me.
Michael, something horrible has happened.
I've ballooned two pounds.
What?
Well, there'll just be more of you to love.
Michael, please.
I know it's only a matter of time. of time before you drop me.
I'd lose respect for you if you didn't.
Just try to remember me with one chin.
Steph, it can't end this way.
Call if you get better.
Michael.
Stephanie.
You haven't gained any weight, George.
Rigged your scale. What?
Why would he do a thing like that?
It was supposed to be funny.
It's thick and depraved.
I tried to stop him.
Oh, no. Throw that in the dumpster. The toy shop promised me that they'd send
something that wouldn't massacre the crew.
Steph, you've been through a trauma.
Why don't you go to my office and cool down?
Pete, where have you been? I asked you to come here a few minutes early so we
could discuss changes in the show. Ten seconds to air.
I am early.
What are the changes?
Don't worry, I'll be right here to guide you through it.
Ahoy, mateys!
Well, shiver me timbers if it isn't time for Pirate Pete's Cartoon Lagoon.
And I'd like to thank my cousin Long John Loudon.
for taking command of the ship yesterday.
Ha!
Thank you, Pirate Pete, and I'm sure all the buccaneers join me in welcoming you
back to the helm.
Yo -ho -ho and a bottle of rum.
Actually, Pete, instead of glorifying the use of alcohol, from now on,
let's say yo -ho -ho and a glass of unsweetened fruit juice.
Let's tell everybody about today's exciting show.
Aye, it's Thursday.
And that means today's cartoon will feature those two scamps rough and
Actually, Pete, there's no room on this ship for people who can't behave like
little gentlemen.
So instead, we're going to show a fascinating film called The Apple
Toothbrush.
We're going to show a hygiene film.
Sounds good to me.
That was Perch. He says he likes the sound of that film.
No, I don't.
Yes, I do.
Well, let's hoist up the net and check the mail.
Don't forget, boys and girls, if you want to write Pirate Pete here at sea,
you'll need one of these official message bottles.
Where are the message bottles?
Don't need them, Pirate Pete. Turns out letters are just as good.
But the bottles were cute.
Still, it's not a good idea to throw bottles or anything else into our
the ocean.
Now, for our first letter.
Dear Pirate Pete, I really enjoy the show.
Could you please refresh me on the vowels signed Kenny?
Come on, no kid wrote that.
Well, Kenny, the vowels are... R -A -E -I -O -U.
And sometimes what, Pirate Pete?
You leave me out of this.
The answer is why.
Well, that was fun.
Let's read another.
Get that one way at the back.
Shiver me timbers.
But it seems Long John has had a little accident.
let me down this instant.
My kid's old Long John's forgot the magic word, please.
He's not behaving like a little gentleman.
Please let me down.
A little late for that.
Right now, let's see what our friends at the Bunny Huts toy shop have for us
today.
say how Stephanie reacted when she found out about my practical joke?
She wasn't very happy about it, George.
She didn't say, well, that's a good one on me.
And I bear no grudge against old George.
No, George.
Well, I might as well brace myself.
Stephanie's smart.
She's going to find some real clever, subtle way to get back at me.
Meow.
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