[Peppermint Patty] "Birdie Love."
[squeaks]
[grunts]
[Snoopy] Huh?
Hmm.
[bass guitar sounds]
Ooh!
[chortles]
[snaps fingers]
[rock music plays]
[screaming excitedly]
[electric guitar playing]
Hey, kid.
-Can I have my badminton racket back? -Huh?
[chuckles]
You wanna see me do a neat trick with this birdie?
[Snoopy murmurs]
What's my record again, Marcie?
Thirty-seven bounces, sir.
[exclaims]
[Woodstock trills happily]
Ooh!
[grunts]
[squeals]
So, do you wanna play?
[Peppermint Patty] Let's go.
[humming]
[grunts]
[Snoopy straining]
Game on!
-[grunts] -[gasps]
[chatters]
-[grunts] -[squawks]
[pants, grunts]
[Woodstock panting, squeaking]
-[Woodstock scoffs] -[groans, grunts]
Hey!
[bluegrass music playing]
[grunts]
[music stops]
Your friend just took our birdie.
If we're gonna play, you better get it back.
[murmurs]
[exclaims]
Huh?
[clears throat]
[yelps, shouts]
[chatters]
[panting]
[groans]
So, where's the birdie?
-[panting] -[wind whistling]
That bird seems pretty attached to that birdie, sir.
Well, what are you waiting for?
You wanna play, don't you?
Then hop to it.
Go, go, go, go, go!
And that, Marcie, is what they call a pep talk.
Inspiring stuff, sir.
[humming]
[murmuring]
[Snoopy strains]
[branch creaking]
[gasps]
[exclaims, squeaks]
[whimpers]
Aw.
[sobbing]
[exclaims, squeals]
[groans]
[slurping]
[bicycle bell rings]
[sighs] So where's the birdie?
[murmurs]
What does that mean?
Maybe it means your pep talk didn't work.
Of course it worked. It just hasn't worked yet.
Listen, kid.
I have a racket in one hand, but the other hand is missing something.
That's a tennis ball.
Soccer ball.
That's a toaster.
-[accordion plays] -I don't even know what that is.
Forget it. I'll get the birdie myself. Come on, Marcie.
[sighs]
Hmm. Hmm.
-[Peppermint Patty] Got it! -[screams]
-[sighs] -[shouts]
[whimpers]
[moaning]
That little bird seems pretty upset, sir.
Marcie, it's just sports equipment.
[gasps]
I guess the poets are right. The course of true love never runs smooth.
-[sobs] -[murmurs]
-[crying] -Oh?
Aw.
Aha!
[sighs]
-[wind whistles] -[screams]
-[chortles] -[festive tune plays]
-[whimpers] -Hmm.
[wailing]
[chortling]
[wailing intensifies]
-[grumbles] -[wailing continues]
[murmurs]
[exclaims]
[French folk ballad plays]
The ways of love are strange and mysterious.
That's why I'm sticking to badminton. You ready to play?
Just try and stop me, sir.
Hoo, ha!
[grunting]
-This is gonna be a long game. -[Marcie] Hoo, ha!
[folk ballad continues]
[scatting]
[squeaks, grunts]
[Peppermint Patty] "By-the-Book Beagle."
[typing]
-[Snoopy groans] -[paper crumples]
[typing resumes]
[groans]
Wow. I've never seen Snoopy so focused.
Hey, Snoopy. What are you working on?
"Order our X-ray glasses. See your own bones."
Oh. "Are you a writer? Think you can write the next great novel?
Enter our book writing contest and you could win a huge trophy."
Ah, the great novel.
For centuries, humankind has yearned to etch its stories on the walls of history.
Shh! Hmm.
[whispers] We should give the genius some space.
Good idea.
Hmm, hmm, hmm.
[bell dings]
[thunderclap]
[Sally] Here is the heroic Flying Ace,
braving Mother Nature's wrath as he races to Paris.
Will he deliver the top secret document into the hands of his allies in time?
[airplane engine roars]
[shouts]
[Sally gasps] What's this?
The dreaded Red Baron, darkening the sky overhead
in relentless pursuit of the secret document.
[thunderclap]
-[bell dings] -Hmm.
"Carrying a secret document to Paris across enemy skies."
Not bad, but what you're missing is a strong female lead.
Someone tough, smart, beautiful but humble.
Someone like me. Good luck.
Hmm.
-[thunderclap] -All right.
I'll navigate while you fly.
On second thought, I'm the hero of this story.
I should be flying the plane. Move over.
You look for Paris on the map, I'll take the wheel.
Where's the wheel?
[screams] Whoa!
-Whoa! -[Snoopy screams]
[both screaming]
-[bell dings] -Wow!
I'm really loving all the action, kid. But where's the comedy?
The laughs? The guffaws?
This story needs a few jokes, like this one my father told me:
What has four legs but can't walk?
-[murmurs] -[chuckling] A table.
Get it? Tables don't walk. [laughing]
Take it from me, kid.
If you want your story to be a page-turner, you gotta make 'em laugh.
[thunderclap]
Hurry, time is running out for our hero, yours truly,
to carry this secret document to our allies in Paris.
-[laughs] -[nose honks]
Did somebody say Paris? I love Paris!
Looks like it's thisaway.
Or maybe it's thataway.
Or thataway! Or thisaway.
Do you mind? We're on a secret mission.
Really? Why didn't you say something?
Hey, everyone! Keep it down!
We're on a secret mission over here!
Confetti? Now that's funny.
-[honks] -[laughs]
It's not funny. And now we're lost.
Don't blame me. I'm just the comic relief.
Now that's funny. [laughs]
-[bell dings] -Strong characters, funny jokes,
but where's the drama?
The peril? The danger?
Every great action story needs a daring rescue mission.
Hmm.
[thunderclap]
Oh, hey, everyone. How's it--
[screaming]
[gasps]
[screaming]
-[screaming] -Whoa!
-[screaming] -[Lucy] Hang in there, Linus!
-[screaming] -[Snoopy straining]
Snoopy!
[screaming]
[grunts] I can't see!
Snoopy! Use this!
[screaming]
I knew you'd save me, blanket.
[grumbles]
Flying Ace, we're running out of time. We still need to get to Paris.
But how? The map is gone.
[sniffs, chortles]
Whoa!
[Snoopy sniffs]
He's following his nose, but what does he smell?
[sniffing]
[all] Whoa!
Doggone it, the Ace found Paris.
There's the rendezvous!
The secret document!
[whispers] I mean, the secret document.
Of course, he could smell the croissants.
[bell dings]
Whee-hee-hee-hee! Whoo-hoo-hoo!
And the winner for the greatest novel goes to...
[birds muttering]
[gasps] Snoopy!
[applause]
-Ah! -[birds sobbing]
[applause continues]
[chortles]
[all] Snoopy! Snoopy! Snoopy!
[Charlie Brown] Snoopy! Snoopy!
You got a letter from the book writing contest.
"We regret to inform you that you did not win."
[moans]
Sorry, pal.
But the good news is they sent back your manuscript.
And everyone else loves it.
[Linus] It's so inspiring.
-I like the action. -I like the jokes.
I like the strong female lead.
[murmurs]
Well, pal, the people have spoken.
They think you're a pretty good writer, after all.
So what's next for the great author?
Hmm.
Ah.
The world-famous author begins another great novel.
I can't wait to see what he comes up with next.
[knuckles crack]
Hmm.
-[bell dings] -[thunderclap]
[chirps, gasps]
[murmurs, pants]
[Peppermint Patty] "Not So Funny Business."
Hello, Charlie Brown.
Can your dog come outside to romp aimlessly with me?
I'll see if he's available.
Snoopy!
Good grief.
Hello, Snoopy. Wanna play a game?
Great. Tag, you're it. [giggles]
[slurps]
You're supposed to run after him.
I'll just put these away.
Snoopy's never gonna catch me.
-[chortles] -[chuckles]
-Where'd he go? -[chuckles]
Oh, Snoopy! Do you want a cookie?
[gasps]
Tag, you're it. [chuckles]
[grumbles]
Looks like I lost him.
[chuckles]
Ha!
-[laughs] -[laughs]
Step right up. The doctor is in.
[both laughing]
Hey! I'm working here.
[chortles]
-[laughs] -[thuds]
-[groans] -[Rerun laughing]
It's all fun and games until someone...
[Rerun] Ow!
...gets hurt.
You!
Thanks to your roughhousing,
the doctor said that Rerun has a contusion of the humerus.
He bruised his funny bone.
[gasps]
I may never laugh again. [sobs]
And it's all your fault.
Sorry, dog. Visiting hours are never!
[groans]
From now on, no more playing with that silly dog.
-But-- -You need to rest. You're too hurt.
I'm not that hurt.
And you put this sling on the wrong arm.
There. Now rest!
[Linus] Lunchtime.
You know what Grandma says.
When you're feeling crummy, yummy soup for the tummy.
Grandma isn't a medical professional.
But I suppose a little soup can't hurt.
Now, open wide.
[whimpers]
What's the matter?
It's the soup. It's too hot.
Oh, nonsense. I tested it myself.
[Rerun] Ow! [echoes]
[gasps]
[chatters]
[whistles]
[chatters]
[all chatter]
[birds straining]
[murmurs]
[birds chattering]
Ow.
-[gasps] -[straining]
[grumbles]
Rerun doesn't want soup, but he says he's feeling better.
He just wants to play with Snoopy.
It's a good thing he's got a big sister to look after him.
Oh, brother.
-Unless you disagree. -[gulps]
Who am I to argue with a medical professional?
-[door opens] -[clears throat]
Wait, this isn't a medical degree.
It's from the Ace Obedience School.
It says you failed!
[sighs]
[chortles]
Snoopy! Am I glad to see you!
[noisemaker blows]
[giggles]
[Rerun laughing]
[Snoopy] Whoo-hoo!
[chortles, chatters]
[chatters, giggles]
[chortles]
Huh? Huh?
[chatters, laughs]
[grumbles, chatters angrily]
[laughs] Ow!
Aw.
I guess my elbow's still a little sore.
Just what I thought.
Rerun, you're not ready to play.
Snoopy's just trying to make me laugh.
He doesn't need laughing. He needs resting.
-Out! -[screams]
[noisemaker blows]
Okay, Rerun, let's try this again.
[Snoopy murmurs]
[shouts]
[giggles]
[humming]
-[Rerun chuckles] -[horn honks]
[Rerun chuckling]
[laughing]
[kisses]
[both laughing]
Some people say that laughter is the best medicine.
Avert your eyes, Rerun.
This is not helping.
It is helping, Lucy.
-Snoopy's making me feel better. -[Woodstock whistles]
[whistles]
[chuckles]
[whistles]
[chatters]
[all laughing]
Well, I suppose that was kind of funny.
Maybe laughing isn't so bad after all.
[Snoopy whistles]
Whoo-hoo! [exclaims]
Uh-oh!
[gasps]
[screams]
[all grunting]
[Snoopy screams]
That's gotta hurt.
[grumbles]
You're lucky I have a nurturing personality.
Now, get some rest!
She's tough but fair.
While I'm gone, no more tag!
[chortles]
[chatters, laughs]
[laughs]
[giggling]
Tag!
[giggles]
[both giggling]
[Lucy] What's going on up there?
[jazz playing]