Original subtitles

- Hi Harry.

Congratulations on your cool new crosswalk guard job.

- Thanks.

Whoa, I didn't you the signal to go yet.

- Sorry, what signal?

- Like this.

- Okay, thanks.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, cowboy.

I was just demonstrating the signal,

not actually giving it.

All set?

- You bet!

- Great.

(ringing)

Time for my break.

(whistle blowing)

Whoa, whoa, whoa, cowboy.

No crossing without a guard.

- But you're on your break and I always cross

without a guard after carefully looking both ways.

There's never even been guard here until you started today.

- Are you saying I'm useless?

I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you a ticket.

- A ticket?

- Law 643B, questioning the usefulness of a crosswalk guard

and showing a general lack of respect for the badge.

- You're not even wearing a badge.

- Hi Harry.

- Oh, hi Kala.

- You just let them cross.

- I did not.

Actually sweet pea, you did.

But we'll head back if you'd rather.

- Sorry girls, no time to chit chat.

I'm on duty and I've gotta keep watching like a hawk.

Been dealing with a real trouble maker all morning.

- Darn this pesky hole in my purse.

I might've of lost a few of my marbles.

- Well, see you later, Harry.

- Have a great day, girls.

- See you later, Harry.

- Have a great day, Gum --

Whoa, whoa, whoa, cowboy.

(grunting)

- Whoa!

I think I just found those marbles.

- Haven't I seen you somewhere before?

- Of course you've seen me, Harry.

Like every day.

We're best friends.

You know, I hate to say it,

but that uniform may be going to your head.

- You just earned yourself a double header, cowboy.

Rule 897C and D, over familiarity

and attempting to weasel favoritism.

- Fine, whatever.

Give me as many darn tickets as you want.

- We forgot something at home.

- No problem, girls.

- You let them cross again!

- Eh, it's a free world.

- Then how come this corner of it suddenly not so free

when I try and cross the darn street.

- Dang this hole in my purse.

I could've sworn my bottle of glue in it was full.

(screaming)

- I'm going to completely nuts!

- Have you always had these anger management issues?

- No, strangely, they started up around

the exact same time you got this job.

- Weird coincidence.

Either way, move along

or I'll have to give you a ticket for loitering.

- Trust me, nothing would give me greater pleasure

than getting out of here.

(grunting)

- I told you to move on, but you're still here, cowboy.

- I'm stuck.

- Sure, you are, loiterer.

- And what's this for?

- Rule 398E, littering while loitering.

(screaming)

♪ You've got the power or that's what you say ♪

♪ You're king of the crosswalk ♪

♪ But I don't have all day ♪

♪ Again and again, a ticket, a fine ♪

♪ You're bully with a whistle ♪

♪ You are crossing the line ♪

♪ What's the matter with you ♪

♪ Can you make up your mind ♪

♪ I'm just crossing the street ♪

♪ But you're flashing your sign ♪

♪ When I go, you say stop ♪

♪ When I stop, you mean go ♪

♪ I try crossing the street ♪

♪ But you're telling me no ♪

♪ You've got the power or that's what you say ♪

♪ You're king of crosswalk but I don't have all day ♪

♪ Again and again, a ticket, a fine ♪

♪ You're a bully with a whistle ♪

♪ You are crossing the line ♪

♪ You've got the power or that's what you say ♪

♪ You're king of the crosswalk ♪

♪ But I don't have all day ♪

♪ Again and again, a ticket, a fine ♪

♪ You're a bully with a whistle ♪

♪ You are crossing the line ♪

- Okay, you win.

Let me pay the fines right here and now.

And get this whole silly nightmare over with.

How much do I owe?

- $19.98.

- Fine, here's $20.

- Exact change only.

I'm gonna have to ask you for some ID, sir.

- I'm Gummy, you're best friend!

- Got any documented proof of that, sir?

In triplicate.

(growls)

- Oh double dang.

I think I might've left the stove on back home.

- We better head back and check.

Just to be safe.

- Good idea.

- Didn't you see any of that?

Back and forth and back and forth and back and forth!

Can I please, please, please just cross the street?

- I'd be happy to help you in just a sec.

Right after I call my supervisor.

He handles the tough nut cases.

And my shift is about to end.

(sighs)

- Okay if I read a newspaper while you speak to him?

- Be my guest.

- Crosswalk guard needed second shift.

Call this number to apply.

Sure, I'd be available to start right away.

- No problem, I'll wait.

- Great, and thanks for the job.

- Well, I'm certainly glad reinforcements

have just been hired to help out.

(ringing)

- Congratulations on finishing your first day

on the job, Harry.

- And if I overheard right, congratulations to you too,

Gummy, on landed your new one.

- Whoa!

I didn't give you the signal to go yet.

- What signal?

- Like this.

- Okay, thanks.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, cowboy.

I was just demonstrating the signal, not giving it.

- This is totally nuts.

- I'm gonna have to give you a ticket for that, cowboy.

Rule 847B, questioning a crosswalk guard's sanity.

(growls)

- Okay, okay, I get the message.

From here on in, I promise not to be quite so nitpicky

if you promise the same, deal?

- Deal!

♪ Oh, I'm a Gummy Bear ♪

♪ Yes, I'm a Gummy Bear ♪