"Happy Bird-Day."
Hi there. What seems to be the problem?
Not feeling good? Feeling too good?
You missed your friend's birthday party.
And how did your friend react to that?
That bad, huh?
Look, friendship is like an elevator.
It has its ups and downs. But there can be a surprise on any floor.
What I'm saying is do something surprising.
That'll be five cents. Payable now!
You're thinking too big, Snoopy.
A surprise doesn't have to be, "Surprise!"
A surprise can be something small, like a homemade treat.
You know, friendship is like a chocolate cake,
it's better when it's shared.
Now you owe me ten cents!
I never know what's going on.
Good grief.
How about this?
Friendship is like a balloon:
If you wanna keep it close, you have to hold on to the string.
Just so you know, I'll be sending you this bill!
You better be running to your piggy bank!
There's an art to cleaning up.
I guess there's an art to messing up too.
All right, dog, this is your last chance to pay up.
If you think some smashed-up birthday cake is going to cancel your--
You'd be right.
"Never Bargain with a Beagle."
Welcome to my yard sale.
Quality merchandise at reasonable prices.
And remember, you break it, you buy it.
Charlie Brown. My, you have a good eye.
That's a very nice kite.
It looks like one of mine that got stuck in the Kite-Eating Tree.
-So, do you want it? Only ten cents. -Sold.
I bet the Kite-Eating Tree doesn't like its kites pre-chewed.
All sales final!
Excellent choice, Sally.
And that filthy-- I mean, fine antique blanket
can be yours for only five cents.
Pardon me, but you can't put a price on security.
Can I help you?
I said, can I help you?
I see you're interested in one of my precious artifacts.
Well, it could be yours.
Not so fast!
This is a yard sale, not a yard giveaway.
Fifty cents, please.
No dog bones.
Or birdseed. Don't you have any money?
Never mind.
Can you believe that dog? He expects quality merchandise for free.
Not all economies are based on the exchange of money for merchandise.
Did you know, in ancient Babylonia,
they used to trade services for food and fine spices?
Hey, dog. Let's trade services.
You two do some chores around the house, and I'll give you what you want. Deal?
Here's the list.
You can start by painting the fence,
then cut the grass, do the laundry and fix the flat tire on my bike.
My house is that way!
When I grow up, I wanna be a world-famous artist.
Bravo! Bravo!
Now that's what I call art.
So ends my illustrious career.
That's not what I meant by painting the fence.
Come on, Rerun.
Let's get you cleaned up before Mom shuts down this whole operation.
This is the perfect vessel for my collection of antique dirt.
Hey, no fair.
Now stay out of trouble, Rerun.
What happened to the lawn?
Is that my...
bike?
You blockhead! You ruined my yard sale!
Forget about the list. Let's make a deal.
Never do my chores again, and you can have the fishbowl.
Just take it.
In the book of life, dogs and yard sales definitely do not mix.
"Daisy Crazy."
He likes me, he likes me not.
He likes me! I knew it!
Sweet Babboo!
You can't run from destiny.
I really hope the Little Red-Haired Girl likes daisies,
because this one is picture-perfect.
Just like her.
Linus?
What are you doing?
Hi, Charlie Brown. Long story.
-You look like you're in a good mood. -I am.
I made a decision, Linus. A big decision.
Today's the day.
Tuesday?
I found the most beautiful daisy in the world.
I'm going to give it to the Little Red-Haired Girl.
She's finally gonna notice me.
I could be wrong, Charlie Brown,
but wouldn't she prefer a daisy with petals?
I don't understand.
Snoopy!
Did you pull all the petals off my daisy?
That was the perfect flower,
and I was gonna give it to the Little Red-Haired Girl.
Now what am I gonna do?
Well, it does have a certain homemade charm.
Thank you, Snoopy.
Whatever happened to man's best friend?
And whatever happened to man's best friend's best friend?
There's only one way to make this right.
You have to get Charlie Brown a new daisy.
Sweet Babboo!
Where are you?
I'm not your Sweet Babboo.
Now I have to start all over again.
Maybe it's for the best.
If I give the Little Red-Haired Girl a daisy,
she might laugh at my face.
It's hard on a face to be laughed at.
Charlie Brown, you are a fool in love.
No bees allowed!
Daisy or no daisy,
it's time I told the Little Red-Haired Girl how I feel.
Who am I kidding?
I'm just a nobody. And nobody notices a nobody.
What am I gonna do?
Thanks, Snoopy. Do you really think it will work?
All right, I'll give it a try.
Here I go. One foot after the other.
I'm gonna do it right... now.
Maybe you could do it for me, Snoopy?
And when she asks who it's from, point to me and I'll wave.
Snoopy's doing it.
He's knocking on the Little Red-Haired Girl's door.
She's answering.
Point to me! Point to me!
You forgot to point.
Did she know the daisy was from me?
She gave you a cookie? Wow!
Snoopy!
Isn't there someone you wanna share that cookie with?
So much for man's best friend.