♪ Who's gonna help when the danger overwhelms ♪
♪ And the mysteries are piled high? ♪
♪ Who's gonna be around, never gonna let you down ♪
♪ When you're on a wild ride? ♪
♪ Your friends are always by your side ♪
♪ It's Craig of the Creek, he's gonna save the day ♪
♪ It's Craig of the Creek ♪
I can't believe someone would just leave these bricks
in a parking lot.
We could build a whole new addition
to the stump with these!
Uh, excuse me?
Hmm? Oh, hey.
Hyah! All right, intruder!
Who are you, and where did you get that tome?
The door says keep out!
Actually, it says, "Keep out, J.P.,"
and my name is Richard, so it doesn't apply to me.
You'd know that if you took the time to read the fine print.
I'll read the fine print in your obituary!
What she means is you're not supposed to be in here,
since this is our secret hangout spot.
Well, clearly, it's not secret,
and it's not your spot. It's mine.
Wha-- Wha-- Wha--
Um, Richard, all this is our stuff.
This is clearly our "the stump."
Uh, no, it's not. I called dibs.
-Huh? -Nobody was here,
so I called dibs. It's mine.
[ Scoffs ] There's no way that's right!
Mark: Oh, yeah, he's absolutely right!
Wha-- Wha-- Wha--
Dibs, or "minesies," as it's known
in parts of Western Pennsylvania,
is an ancient decree of ownership.
If a person encounters an object with no owner,
they may claim said item by calling dibs.
That's no fair!
We hang out at the stump every day!
It's like our home away from home!
Did you call dibs on it?
We didn't even know dibs was a thing!
I'm sorry, but without proof of dibship, nothing can be done.
The stump belongs to this kid.
Get your feet off my table!
Told ya.
There has to be another way to prove it's our spot!
Well, if you truly believe the dibs is rightfully yours,
you could always invoke... Dibs Court.
[ Both gasp ]
I'll do whatever it takes.
David, get my robe!
♪♪
All right. All rise for the lawful-neutral Judge Mark.
♪♪
Ahem. We are here today
to address who has rightful dibs on the stump,
this kid, or -- I want to say Issac?
Wait, are you serious? Uh, I know you --
Let the trial begin!
[ Straining ]
David. David. C-Come on.
[ Both grunt ]
Whoa!
Dibs Court is in session.
Thank you, Your Honor. Me and my friends
have been hanging out at the stump our entire lives,
since a few years ago.
I've collected this pack of evidence
to support our case and prove
that we are the rightful inhabitants of the stump.
Could you identify the evidence for the court?
And for me? It's really hard to see from up here.
I don't know why I chose to sit up so high.
Sure, Your Honor.
A penny loafer, size 5.
I'm certain I'm the only one at the creek with a size 5.
I leave it at the stump in case I lose my shoes.
A candid photo of me, pulling up my pants by the stump.
It's dated for last October.
Blueprints of the stump, which include our trapdoor,
our chairlift, and a dog on a skateboard
from when I thought my parents were going to get me a dog.
Our house got a fooseball table instead.
It was still pretty great, until I broke it.
I'd like to see those blueprints, bailiff.
[ Panting ]
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
All right. Take it back.
[ Panting ]
Wait, wait. I want to see it again.
Huh. Okay. Take it back.
Your Honor, do those blueprints say anything about dibs?
Uh, no?
I called dibs.
-[ Gasps ] -Whoa.
-Can't argue with that. -It's true. He called dibs.
Hmm. I'd like to bring
an expert witness to the stand.
Can you please state your name and credentials?
John Paul [Clears throat] saliva specialist.
Now, in your examination of the stump in question,
did you discover any traces of saliva?
Yes, precisely.
Every inch of that stump showed signs of residual spit.
And to whom did the spit belong?
Me, 'cause I licked all that stuff.
[ All groaning ]
[ Chuckles ] I'm sure you did.
Now, I'm certainly no spit scientist.
How does you licking a tree have anything to do with dibs?
Well, historically, licking is another way to show ownership.
Take this cookie, for example.
Whom does it belong to?
Well, that cookie could belong to anyone.
Precisely.
Now this cookie is all mine.
[ All groaning ]
Now it's mine, just like the stump,
'cause I called dibs.
[ Whispering ] You're a monster.
Ugh, that kid is gross.
Barry, let the record show that I said that kid is gross.
-Uh, what? -You're supposed to be keeping
a record of the proceedings. Read it back.
Uh, I've been talking to my girlfriend.
Read it back.
[ Sighs ] I'm going to need to pull out all the stops.
I want to call a surprise witness.
"No, I love you more."
-Surprise! -Surprise!
Oh, wow. What a nice surprise.
All right. Now I've got to swear you in.
♪♪
-Nose knows? -Nose knows.
Okay. You're safe for now.
You swear to tell the whole truth
and, like, not leave stuff out?
-Please? -With my life.
Kelsey, would you please state your name for the court?
I am Kelsey, armed destroyer,
celebrated knight, and first of her name.
All right. We get it. You're very cool. Now, hurry it up.
Kelsey, armed destroyer, what does the stump mean to you?
Well, any stupid head would know
the stump is our base of operations.
The stump is our fortress.
It's our place to read or our place to be alone.
I guess now that I think of it,
the stump is where I've always gone
if I needed to let myself be angry
or sad.
But the stump has always been there for us.
It's our home at the creek, and I love it!
-Aw. -Aw.
No further questions.
I've got a question.
Did you call dibs?
Uh, no?
I called dibs.
It's still true. He called dibs.
Can't argue with that, either.
[ Screaming ]
Order. Order!
Settle down!
Ugh. Your Honor, can we take a break?
We shall have a short recess.
Recess!
[ Sighs ] There's no way we can win.
This dibs stuff doesn't make any sense.
I mean, if you called dibs on the whole creek,
does that mean you'd own the whole creek?
Of course not. No one can own the creek.
Wait.
-Maybe that's it. -Okay. Ready?
Everybody, look. I'm going to do a flip.
I'm going to do a back flip.
Okay. Stop looking. Recess is over.
Time for closing arguments.
Your Honor, members of the jury, and the rest,
I ask you, can you call dibs on the wind?
Can you call dibs on the water?
Can you call dibs on fun? No.
And so I say to you that you cannot call dibs on the creek.
Because what makes the creek, the creek,
is that it's for everyone.
If someone called dibs on the trading tree,
we'd have no place to eat snacks.
If someone called dibs on the sewer,
the sewer kids would have no place to hide from the sun.
And if someone called dibs on Elder Rock,
the elders would have nowhere to argue about anime.
Elder Rock is more than that.
The creek shares itself with all of us,
and we should all share the creek with each other,
without dibs.
[ All whimpering ]
-[ Crying ] -Well said, Carl.
All right. What do you got, other kid?
♪♪
I called dibs.
-Dib's a dib. -I was crying,
but I can't argue with that. [ All speak indistinctly ]
Welp, little kids of the jury,
are you ready to make a decision?
What?
What, are you shy? Okay, you want
to whisper it to me or something?
Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
That's not where I would've landed, but okay.
The stump in question
that we are arguing about today,
it goes...
to Richard!
[ All gasp ]
We -- We lost.
No. It can't end here.
Your Honor, there has to be another way.
Well, you could always challenge him in...
Dibs Coliseum.
Dibs Coliseum?
Dibs Coliseum! [ Air horn blows ]
[ Crowd cheering ]
There is only one rule
for Dibs Coliseum!
First to fall will lose it all!
♪♪
Barry, light the fire.
-[ Chanting ] Dibs! Dibs! Dibs! -[ Chanting ] Dibs! Dibs! Dibs!
-Dibs! Dibs! Dibs! -Dibs! Dibs! Dibs!
We want blood!
-Dibs! Dibs! -Dibs! Dibs!
[ All gasp ]
This is wrong.
The creek is supposed to bring kids together,
not make us fight each other and set things on fire.
Look, I don't like you,
but I'm not going to sink to your level.
The stump is yours.
-Boo! -Boo!
Ugh. Barry, put the fire out.
Uh, how?
♪♪
[ Sighs ]
Well, that's the last of it.
I'm really going to miss this place.
Don't look at me!
Shh, shh, shh. It's okay, buddy.
I'm crying, too.
Here. These are the keys.
They don't go to anything,
but we like to keep them around anyways.
Just promise me you'll take care of this place, okay?
It meant a lot to us.
Ugh. Whatever, man!
Stop trying to guilt-trip me.
I just called dibs on some busted old tree!
It's not like, uh, like your name is on it or anything.
[ Gasps ]
"Keep out, J.P."
Yep, this follows the Finder's Keepers Ruling of 1986.
I, the Honorable Mark, declare the one known as J.P.
to be the true owner of the stump.
[ All chatter excitedly ]
Ugh, fine.
I didn't want to hang out underground like a bug anyway.
I think I'll go call dibs on that big rock from earlier.
Wait a sec. That's our spot!
[ Grunting ] My pauldrons.
Somebody call David and tell him to call dibs.
[ Sighs ] Home sweet home away from home.
You know, now that I own the stump,
it's probably about time
for me to learn what's in this secret room.
Huh. If you really want to know,
just try and open it.
Or, y-you know what? I-I think -- I think I'm good.
♪ When it's time to go to bed ♪
♪ I know I don't have to feel alone ♪
♪ 'Cause I'll see you tomorrow ♪
♪ At the creek ♪
Just like I drew it.
♪♪