How, what, where, why? What, where, why?
How, what, where, why?
What, where, why?
Ada Twist, scientist
She's gonna find out what the answer is
-Ada Twist -Under here, over there
Science is everywhere you look
With Iggy Peck, architect
And Rosie Revere, engineer
So much to do
And you can help too!
A mystery, a riddle, a puzzle, or a quest
There are wonders to discover And hypotheses to test
Science is the best!
Ada Twist, scientist
-She's gonna find out what the answer is -She's Ada Twist
Everywhere science is She's forming a hypothesis
Connecting polka dots 'Cause this is scientist, Ada Twist!
"Ada Twist Magicianist."
That spaghetti had the perfect ratio of noodles to sauce.
And the presentation was magnifique.
Yeah, it was fabtastic, Mrs… T.
That was a huge one! 'Scuse me.
You want to see a really huge burp? Check this out.
-Impressive! -How did you do that, Dad?
You really want the secret to a good burp?
Absolutely!
This. The carbon dioxide in fizzy drinks causes burps.
Carbon dioxide? Where have I heard of that before?
Oh yes! Here it is. It's a chemical compound.
Did you know we also breathe out carbon dioxide?
Yup. We breathe in oxygen.
Our bodies turn it into carbon dioxide we breathe out.
Or burp out.
And now, for tonight's show,
please welcome the one, the only,
-the amazing Arthur-cadabra! -Cool!
Get ready to be dazzled! I'm going to do the most amazing trick you've ever seen!
I'm going to make this ink disappear!
-No way! -Wow!
Yikes!
-I'll grab a towel. -Oh no!
I hope this won't stain.
Maybe I can clean it up with… magic!
Whoa!
-Amazing! -Nice.
Told you I'd make it disappear.
Can you magically make the dirty dishes disappear?
-How'd you do that? -Magic!
No, how'd you really do it? Please tell me. I need to know.
No can do, lil' sis. A magician never reveals secrets.
We'll see about that!
How'd you do it?
Not telling.
Tell me how.
Nope.
Now can you tell me?
Mum!
Baby, you need to stop bugging Arthur about his trick.
-I just want to know. -I know.
But if Arthur doesn't want to reveal it, you need to respect that.
Okay. I'll stop bugging him.
That's my girl.
Night, Mum.
Ink… Disappear…
Hibbidy kitties…
Magic… How?
I need to know how he did it!
Emergency brainstorm first thing in the morning?
Must be serious.
It is. I have to figure out how Arthur made that ink disappear.
Well, I'm sure there's a reasonable explanation.
Your brother's a wizard.
I've known Arthur a really long time.
Six years, 85 days, and two hours, to be exact.
I don't think he's a wizard.
Oh bother.
Iggy, any ideas?
I don't think my brain storms very good this early.
Maybe Rosie's right and Arthur's a wizard.
That can't be it.
There has to be a scientific explanation.
Arthur spilled a lot of ink on the tablecloth,
then it disappeared.
So he must've used something to clean it up without us noticing.
-Wow. -Sneaky.
A-ha! Loading the lab.
If Arthur used something to clean up the ink fast,
that would make it look like magic.
I think we've got our hypothesis.
I've got a hypothesis I've got a hypothesis
-Does that -Observation
-Mean this -Explanation?
Right or wrong Let's find out what the answer is!
It might not be right But we'll find out
-What this theory is -All about
-Will an educated guess -Stand up to a test?
Yes, that's what a hypothesis is
I've got a hypothesis I've got a hypothesis
Let's find out how right it is
Let's go!
To test our hypothesis, we'll need to spill some ink.
That's why we need these and these.
Ready, aim, balloon!
Whoa! Messy!
That's pretty inky.
And so are we.
Not me. I'm spotless.
Now we've got to figure out what'll get the ink out.
-Maybe lemon? -Yeah.
My mum uses it to clean the bathtub.
Okay. So Arthur didn't use lemon juice to clean the ink.
Let's try something else.
Vinegar.
Dish soap.
Baking soda.
No. Fizzy water?
I don't get it. Nothing's working.
Not even a little bit.
Told ya Arthur used magic.
But instead of a spell, he must've used a special ink.
This experiment is an epic fail.
Oops.
Rosie, what was in those bottles?
Baking soda and vinegar.
Uh-oh! Baking soda and vinegar!
Hey! That's how you make a… volcano!
Run!
Whoa! Hey! Leave me. Save yourselves!
Grab my hand!
Phew! Thanks. That was a major chemical reaction.
I think I just connected the polka dots.
What if Arthur's trick was a chemical reaction?
Rosie, maybe you were right when you said Arthur used special ink.
-So it was magic. -I'm thinking more like science.
A special ink that disappears when you mix it with the perfect chemical.
So it looks like magic.
There's just one problem. Arthur didn't mix the ink with anything.
Yes, he did. Arthur breathed on the ink spill, remember?
What chemicals did my Dad say we breathe out?
Oh yeah! Carbon dioxide.
-Exactly! -That's right!
I've got a new hypothe…
Whoa!
Hypothesis.
If Arthur used a special ink that reacts when mixed with carbon dioxide,
-that's how it disappeared. -Mind blown.
If my new hypothesis is right, this special ink I'm making
should disappear when mixed with carbon dioxide.
All we have to do is test it.
How? There's no room for any more ink.
Well, scientists have to work with what they've got.
Aw, man! And I was so proud I didn't get them inky.
Fine. For science.
Oh, I can't look.
Don't worry. We'll disappear the ink in no time.
-Oh no. -Let's do it, Rosie.
It really is more fun to burp out carbon dioxide than breathe it out.
Yep.
Look!
-Yes! -It worked!
Phew! I'm still spotless.
-Oh no! -Oops.
Aw, man. I got inked!
But it's for science,
so it's okay.
We did it!
Arthur's trick was the magic of science.
How was everyone's day? Let's start with you.
We finally got that new fantasy book series in. I can't wait to…
-I know how Arthur did his magic trick! -…read it.
Ink that disappears when you mix it with carbon dioxide we breathe out,
so when you blew on the tablecloth, the ink disappeared!
Really? I can't believe this.
What's wrong with Arthur?
Sweetie, he probably feels you ruined his magic trick.
No, I didn't. I solved it.
Arthur does his tricks to entertain us, not so we can solve them.
Imagine if you worked really hard on a secret invention
and Arthur told everyone about it.
I guess I'd be pretty upset.
-I think I have a new theory. -Oh yeah? What is it?
The Disappearing Ink Theory.
Maybe sometimes the most important question you should ask is,
"How will this make someone feel?"
Go away.
-But I have something to tell you. -I'm not letting you in!
If he won't talk to me,
maybe I can get him a message some other way.
That should do it.
A blank piece of paper?
It's not blank. You need to use magic to see the message.
When the ink gets hot, you'll be able to see it.
Hey, cool.
It's the magic of chemistry.
Yeah, I know. It's pretty awesome.
I'm so sorry I ruined your trick, Arthur.
I just wanted to know, because it was the coolest trick I've ever seen.
Well, this is the coolest sorry I've ever gotten.
I forgive you. How about I teach you a new magic trick?
Okay!
And now I, Ada Twist, Magicianist, will pull a coin out of thin air!
Cool!
Ta-da!
-Mind blown, again. How'd you do it? -Was that there the whole time?
Sorry. A magician never reveals their secrets.
"Bend It Like Arthur."
There's so much cool thtuff in here, Ada.
I speak snorkel.
He said, "There's so much cool stuff in here, Ada."
I know, right?
Is it hard to give it away?
No, I don't play with them. They can be fun for someone else.
-Like my first pair of lab goggles. -They're so little! Almost fairy-size.
Exactly. They're too small for me,
but they might be perfect for a little scientist doing her first experiment.
-More for the school fundraiser. -One's rubbish is another's treasure.
Ooh, shiny.
Whatcha got, Mrs T?
Mr Twist's gold pants from back in the day.
He wore them on the roller-dance floor the night we met.
-Hey! -Ah-ah-ah! When he had moves.
-Whoa! -Excuse me. I've still got moves.
-Go, Dad! -Nice moves.
Yeah, Mr. T!
Ow! My back! But I've still got moves. And I'm keeping the roller-dance trousers.
I was wearing them when I met my queen.
Okay, you can keep them.
But I think my old concert T-shirts will bring a pretty penny.
Ooh! I wonder how many pennies?
I have one more thing to give away.
A barely used football. No dents. Fully inflated. Mint condition.
-Look out! -Whoa!
Aah! You see, babe? Moves.
Oh yeah! Little man, why are you giving this away?
-Football's not my thing. -Really? You begged me to let you play.
Come on, let's kick the ball around.
I stink at it, okay? I've never even scored a goal.
-I don't think you stink at football. -Not at all.
Think about it. We still have time before the fundraiser.
Twist, let's finish getting the stuff.
Hey, you're so good at every sport you try,
so why not football?
I've thought about it a lot, and honestly, I don't know.
This is a mystery. A riddle. A puzzle. A quest.
-What if we can help you? -How?
Smart scientists could figure it out.
-Right, Rosie and Iggy? -Uh-huh.
-Yep! -Totally!
We're going to figure out how to help Arthur score a goal. With science.
First, we need to observe you and form a hypothesis.
Like, be your lab rat? Nuh-uh!
Our lab Arthur.
-Science and sports go great together. -True.
-You're right. -Okay. Where do we start?
Didn't get that far. I don't know enough about football.
Well, football players have to run fast.
Right! We'll test your speed.
Ooh, a race? I love racing!
You race and I'll take notes.
I'll be a fan from the sidelines.
Rosie Rule number 908.
Always have a foam finger in case you need to be someone's number-one fan.
Perfect. Thanks, Rosie.
No problem. Anything else?
Autograph marker? Vuvuzela?
Half-eaten hot dog.
Uh, thanks?
Okay, racers, get on your marks.
Get set.
Go!
Go, Arthur! Go, Rosie!
Gross.
Whoo!
Yeah!
Arthur wins! Whoo-hoo!
You're lightning fast.
Yes, amazing speed!
Whoo-hoo-hoo! I feel like I could run forever!
That means you have great stamina too. Next.
Balance. Got to test my balance.
-Whoa! -Steady.
Ah, fiddlesticks!
Arthur wins again! Whoo-hoo!
Sorry, Mooshu.
-Great balance, Arthur. -Thanks!
-Now let's see you kick. -Okay.
Oh, man.
I stink worse than a swamp full of stinky socks.
Don't worry. We'll help.
You have everything you need to be a good player.
I have a hypothesis. If you learn to kick, you can score a goal.
But how do I learn to kick? I've already tried. And failed. A lot!
Let us. That's what brainstorms are for.
I got it. Zebras!
-Huh? -Stay with me.
Zebras are the best kickers.
Maybe if we study one, Arthur can learn to kick and score a goal.
But it takes zebras a long time to warm up to humans.
We could make a robot zebra. Robot zebras love people.
But robot zebra leg-joint parts are rare and very hard to find.
But… we could find a person who's great at kicking
and make a wearable robotic leg that copies their kick.
Like a bionic training leg? Cool! But whose kick do we copy?
Goal!
-Cool. -Wow.
Ready, set… Go, Dad!
And the Twister spins and kicks.
And the Twister is twisted. I need a break.
-I still got it! You have what you need? -Yep. Thanks!
Okay.
I know how to do it!
Presenting…
the Kicker!
-Cool! -You wear it over your leg, and whammo!
The perfect kick.
-We'll help you put it on. -I'll guard the net.
Okay, Arthur, show us what you got.
Are you ready for Rosie the Goalie, aka the Brick Wall?
Get it? 'Cause nothing can get through me.
With this bionic training leg? I'm ready.
If a bionic kicker can't help me kick, maybe there's no hope for me.
I'm never going to score a goal!
I really give up this time.
I give up
I can't do it, going to quit
Can't get through it, hit a wall It's so impossible
When all I see are obstacles Afraid I'll fail, and so I quit
There's no use in trying
There's no way that we can win
Don't give up, don't give in
Gotta get right back up and try again
Mistakes can be lucky breaks
A happy accident along the way
Don't give up, don't give in
Maybe you'll make failure your best friend
And try, try, try
Got to get up and try again
Sorry, my mind's made up. I'll stick to something I'm already good at. More fun.
I don't get it. He's so good at tennis.
Even when he's just hitting a ball against a wall.
Wait! I think I've connected the polka dots.
Arthur's good at tennis because he practises.
I have a new hypothesis.
If Arthur wants to score a goal, he needs to practise. Come on!
Told you, I'm quitting. You can't make me change my mind.
Just a couple of questions, then we'll leave you alone.
-Fine. What is it? -How did you get so good at tennis?
-I don't know. -Were you always good?
Well, I guess the more I played, the better I got.
So, would you say you practised?
Yeah, I guess so.
Maybe if you practised football, you'd learn how to kick, and score a goal,
then it'd be fun, then you'd want to practise more.
Want to try it?
Okay. I'll give it one more shot.
Then I'm done.
Done.
Done!
Let's start with drills.
Let's go!
Come on, Twist. Let me see some hustle!
Yeah!
Stop! Stop!
I see the problem.
Baby, you need to kick with the inside of your foot, not straight on. Try it.
-Awesome! -Wow!
So it's not just about practising, it's about how you practise.
I was doing it all wrong. I can be good at football.
-Sure can. Ready to shoot your shot? -I guess.
You guess? Are you ready, or are you ready?
I'm ready!
No ball will pass Rosie the Goalsie.
-You got this! -You can do it!
I've got it!
-Goal! -That's my son!
I, Arthur Twist, just made my first goal!
Arthur is number one.
Just like my finger says.
-You did it! Yes! -Whoo!
Hey!
-Thanks for not giving up on me, little A. -You're welcome, big A.
Science and sports are great teammates, right? Like us?
-Let's kick the ball around. -Yeah, yeah, yeah. Go get some!
Now that I'm a football star, I'll see if I have time.