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Maybe the world is blind or just a little unkind.

Don't know.

Seems you can't be sure of anything anymore.

Although, you may be lonely and then one day

you're smiling again.

Every time I turn around I see the girl

who turns my world around.

Standing there every time I turn around.

Her spirit's lifting me right off the ground What's gonna be?

Guess we'll just wait and see.

Yipperoo!

Willie?

Willie Van Flute?

-Yes, Margaux?

-You may open my locker for me.

-Thanks, Margaux.

-And for a real treat, I'll let you carry my books.

-Thanks, Margaux.

-Allen, does that give you any ideas?

-It sure does.

-Thanks, Allen.

-Hey, Punky, Conrad is looking at you.

-I don't care.

-I bet he'll carry your books.

-I can carry my own books.

-Hiya, Punky.

-Hello, Conrad.

-Want some bubblegum?

-It's bad for my teeth.

-Jawbreaker?

-It's got lint on it.

-How about my Ghostly Ghoul glasses?

You want them, they're yours.

-No thanks, you can keep your glasses.

-Excuse us.

Punky, he wants to be your boyfriend.

-I don't want a boyfriend.

-Are you kidding?

-Hello, Mrs. Morton.

Thank you for giving us that test today.

It was a delightful surprise.

- You're welcome, Margaux.

Now children, don't forget what tomorrow is.

Valentine's Day!

- You're such bright youngsters.

Yes, Valentine's Day.

My favorite holiday.

And remember, everybody in the class

bring a Valentine for everybody else.

OK?

See you tomorrow.

Bye, Mrs. Morton!

Bye!

And you can give an extra special sweetheart

Valentine to the one you love best.

- Margaux.

- Cherie.

- Brother.

-Punky, you're going to get a sweetheart

Valentine from me tomorrow.

-I am not.

-And I've got something else special for you right now.

-Ew!

Wait, Conrad!

I've got something special for you too.

-All right, Conrad, it's your turn to face the music.

Be brave.

Conrad.

-Punky.

-Hi, Henry.

-Mr. Warnimont how nice you look.

I love a bow tie.

Mr. Morton, Lord rest his soul, looked wonderful in a bow tie.

He used to tie it extra tight, then--

then when he'd yodel it would bob up and down.

Tell me, do you yodel?

-Not if I can help it.

Besides, I'm here to talk about Punky not about yodeling.

Never mind me.

Why don't you talk about yodeling some more?

I'd love to see your bow tie bob.

-That's Henry, dear, not Bob.

-Punky, is it true that you blackened a boy's eye?

-Yes, but I didn't mean to.

It was an accident.

-It was? -Yes.

You see I was trying to split his lip but he moved his head.

-Don't you get smart with me, young lady.

I am very disappointed in you.

-But he kissed me with his lips.

-Mr. Warnimont, I believe Conrad was carried away

by the spirit of Valentine's Day.

I guess it affects us all, doesn't it?

-Not really.

Punky, It's true that Conrad had no business

kissing you if you didn't want him to.

-I didn't.

Believe me I didn't.

-Still, no matter what, fighting is not the answer.

You have to be punished.

-I have to stay after school for two weeks and clean erasers.

-Well, that seems like a fair sentence.

-I'm supposed to apologize to Punky.

-Well, go ahead.

-Punky, I'm sorry for what I did.

-I'm sorry for what you did too.

-Punky.

-OK, Henry.

Conrad, you're my friend and you're a boy

but you're not my boyfriend.

I don't want a boyfriend.

-I got the message.

-Does your eye hurt?

-Only when I try to focus.

-I'm sorry that I hit you.

-There now.

That's all settled.

Don't you both feel better?

-I know I do.

So, Punky, want to kiss and make up?

-Look at my sweetheart Valentine.

It says, to my fuzzy bunny, Allen.

From your little chipmunk, Cherie.

-Chipmunk?

-That's what Allen calls me.

His little chipmunk.

I don't know why.

-Would you girls like to hear what I wrote to Willie?

-No.

-Well, you're going to.

It's a poem.

Stink weeds are wild, roses are tamer.

But the fairest flower of all is your own, Margaux Kramer.

-Grossaroo. -Peasants.

-Here, Brandon, why don't you help me with Henry's Valentine?

-Really, Punky, you're not supposed

to send a special Valentine to your father.

-Why not? He's someone special.

- Poor, socially backward, Punky.

Don't you realize you've got to get a boyfriend?

-Why?

-You're already in the third grade.

Now's the time to plan for your high school prom.

If you don't, you'll end up having to go with Henry.

-Margaux, the high school prom is ten years away.

-Yes, and I bet you haven't even picked out your gown yet.

Don't you have any plans for the future, Punky?

-I think I'll just grow up and be an astronaut.

But even so, you'll still want a man.

-Not if they're anything like boys.

-Aren't you going to get married?

-I don't know.

-You don't know?

If you don't start making plans right now,

you're going to wind up being old and alone.

Old and alone.

-You'll be stuck in this apartment

all by yourself living your lonely life.

All alone.

-I think I'm going to send Allen two Valentines.

-Good idea.

-Are you asleep?

-Yes, Henry.

-Then why are your eyes still open?

-Because I like to see where I'm sleeping.

-Just close your eyes and go to sleep.

-OK.

-Punky, are you alright?

-Yes, Henry, Good night, Henry.

-Sweet dreams.

-See how he cares about me, Brandon?

I'll be fine as long as I have Henry and you.

I'll never, ever be alone.

Even when I'm old and gray.

-Punky, where are you?

-I'm coming down the hall, Henry.

-You started down that hall half an hour ago.

-Ease up, Henry.

I'm not as young as I used to be.

How do I look?

-Who knows?

I can't see that far.

-I'll come over.

I made it.

I must have dozed off.

-You've been doing that a lot lately.

-Don't you get smart with me, young lady.

Besides, you should cut me a little slack.

I'm 140 years old.

You look fine.

-I wanted to look good so I started dressing last Tuesday.

I'm even wearing my new shoes.

-Orthopedic jobs.

Ha.

-Yeah, those sneakers were killing my corns.

-You really did yourself up for this party.

-I can't wait til Cherie and Allen

and Margaux and Willie get here.

I haven't seen them since the high school prom.

- Yes.

We really had a blast that night, didn't we Punky?

-Yes.

Shall we sit?

-I'm game, if you are.

- No.

-I'll get it.

-God bless you.

Need any help standing up?

-No thanks.

I've got Punky power!

- I'm coming.

I'm coming.

Hold your horses.

-Punky. -Cherie.

Hi, Allen.

-What did she say?

-She said Allen.

-What?

-Your name.

-My name?

It's Allen.

-Cherie, you haven't changed a bit.

-Nope. I've changed a bunch.

Piece of chicken?

-No thanks.

-From the Colonel.

Extra crispy.

-No thanks.

-I'll get the milk, you get the glasses.

-I've got the glasses.

It's my ears that are shot.

-I made your favorite, pigs in blankets.

- I really shouldn't.

Well, all right, but just five.

-Come on, son.

Give a hand.

Grab on and pull.

Well, don't you want to grab the milk?

-Yes, I'm too pooped to drink it.

-All right, let's join the ladies.

-Wouldn't you rather go join the ladies?

-Hello hello! -Margaux.

-Punky, darling, kiss kiss.

Cherie, sweetie, what a big surprise.

-Margaux, you look so young.

What's your secret?

-Willie Van Flute.

-You mean his love keeps you young?

-No, his scalpel.

I had him specialize in plastic surgery.

-You've got the life, Margaux.

-I do, don't I?

Well, I'll say we've all done rather

well except for poor, old Punky.

-What are you talking about?

-You never did get a boyfriend, did you?

-I never have, never will.

-I see.

Well, love, I must rush.

Time is precious and so am I. Au revoir.

-Allen, let's go.

-Wouldn't you rather go?

-You're leaving already?

-Well, we're going upstairs to visit

my grandma and her new husband.

I'm so glad she didn't wind up old and alone.

Oops.

I'm sorry, Punky.

Here.

Have a ding dong.

-Hey, Let's party!

-The party is all over.

Did I have a good time?

-Henry, you're the best.

I was afraid I'd end up old and alone.

But you stuck with me.

-Well now, Punky, nothing lasts forever.

-What are you talking about?

-I've found somebody. -Who?

-Henry.

-Mrs. Morton? -Sweetheart!

-How did this all happen?

-I think it was the bow tie that got me.

-So long, Punky.

I'll be at Mrs. Morton's from now on.

I left the number on the fridge.

-But Henry I'll never see you again.

-Sure you will.

Call.

We'll have lunch.

-Well, Brandon, now it's just you and me.

People can come and go but you can always count on your dog.

Who could that be?

Brandon!

Don't you leave me too!

Don't you leave me!

Please don't leave me!

I'll be all alone!

All alone!

All alone.

alone.

All alone.

Alone!

Alone!

Alone.

Alone.

All alone!

All alone!

No! No!

Brandon, you're still here.

-Punky, are you all right?

-Henry, you look so young.

-You must be dreaming.

-Yes, I was.

But It was horrible.

We were all so old.

You were 140.

-I made it to 140?

-Yes, but you could hardly see.

And Cherie was fat and Allen couldn't hear a thing.

And I was old and grey and wrinkled.

It was horrible.

-But it was only a dream.

Old age isn't a frightening thing.

It can be a wonderful time of life.

Look at me.

I'm doing pretty well for an old codger, don't you think?

-Yes, but that wasn't the terrible part.

It was being all alone.

-You're not going to be.

I'm here.

- Sure, now.

But what about when I'm 80?

Margaux says if I don't get a boyfriend now,

then I'll end up being old and alone.

-Margaux has it all mixed up.

-She has?

-Of course.

There are lots of single people in the world

who aren't lonely at all.

I'm not married.

And I am far from being lonely.

I have lots of friends.

-Like me and Brandon.

-Especially you and Brandon.

So you see, there's no real need to have

a boyfriend unless you want one.

-Henry, I can jump higher than most boys in my class.

I can hit harder and I can spit farther.

What do I need a boy for?

-An unusual yet valid theory.

But I have a hunch you may think differently someday.

But there's no rush.

You see, love is not something you can plan.

-Then how does it work?

-It just happens.

If you keep your heart open, you make room for someone

to come into it.

Just as you came into mine.

Henry is it past 12:00?

- Yes.

Way past.

-Then can I ask you one more question?

-What is it?

-Will you be my Valentine?

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