Transcript for Sonny Days with a Chance of Showers[]
Narrator: Listen for the words precipitation and meteorologist.
(Scene: The Botsford residence. The rain is pouring down outside.)
Narrator: It's been raining in the city all week, and tomorrow is the annual End of the Picnic Season picnic. Oh, I hope they don't cancel it.
(Inside, Becky and Mr. Botsford are sitting on the couch while TJ and Bob are practicing the egg toss. Mr. Botsford is writing on a clipboard. Mrs. Botsford is in the kitchen.)
TJ: Now take another step apart. Good, Bob. Be the egg. Bob and I are getting really good at the egg toss! We're gonna win that event this time!
Mrs. Botsford: Hey, you two! Those eggs aren't for throwing! I need those to make egg salad sandwiches for the picnic!
Becky: If there is a picnic. (There is a thunderclap in the background.) Dad, if it rains tomorrow, do you think they'll cancel the picnic?
Mr. Botsford: Hate to break it to you, but probably. Remember last year when it rained at the Arbor Day parade?
(Cut to a clown sitting sadly on a parade float floating over the flooded streets.)
Clown: (thinking) Sad clown...
(Cut back to the Botsford residence.)
Mrs. Botsford: The parade floats were actually floating! (She and Mr. Botsford laugh.)
Mr. Botsford: Good one, honey!
(Becky turns on the TV.)
Anthony: And that concludes our investigative report on the secret of winning first place at picnic egg toss competitions. (Bob squeaks in disappointment.)
TJ: Aw, no!
Anthony: Now, to find out if there will be any precipitation for tomorrow's End of the Picnic Season picnic, we go to weatherman and meteorologist Sonny Days. Hello, Sonny!
(Cut to the weather forecast.)
Sonny: (laughs) Great egg toss tips! I actually know a lot about eggs since I'm such a big... ham! (He and Anthony laugh.)
Anthony: He is a ham. So can we expect sun, Sonny? (They laugh again.)
Sonny: Of course, before I get to the weather, I always like to say happy birthday to some good folks and loyal viewers. (The graphic behinds him shows pictures of the people he wishes a happy birthday to in a frame shaped like a birthday cake.) Big birthday wishes to Grandpa Ming! He's 78 years young today. And happy birthday to Reuben Grinder, celebrating his 55th year on this planet! (laughs) Yum! I'm getting hungry just thinking about his fancy, tiny sandwiches.
(The screen zooms out to show Eileen the Birthday Girl watching the broadcast.)
Eileen: Today is my birthday! Say my name on TV, Mr. Weatherman!
Sonny: And birthday wishes go out to Edith von Hoosinghaus. Happy 44th birthday, Edith... again. (winks) Just playing. She's actually 68 today. (Anthony chuckles.)
Eileen: He better say it's my birthday.
Sonny: And finally, I can't forget to say happy birthday to one of the most adorable young ladies in town...
Eileen: (gasps) Oh boy! He's gonna say it! Me! It's my birthday! Mine!
Sonny: Happy birthday to... Violet Heaslip. (The picture of Violet winks.) Now let's take a look at the weather and find out if tomorrow we'll be outside enjoying a picnic, or stuck inside because of precipitation.
Eileen: (twitches and starts breathing heavily out of anger before collecting herself) It's my birthday today, and he didn't say happy birthday to me! It's my birthday! (starts to grow) Mine! Mine! Mine!
(Sonny has returned to his weather forecast background. Animated raindrops are hopping all over the map.)
Sonny: You can tell by all the water that was falling from the sky the last couple of days that our town has seen a lot of precipitation. But tomorrow, the annual End of the Picnic Season picnic day is going to start off sunny and beautiful!
(A sun disperses the raindrops. The screen zooms out to show the Botsford family. They cheer.)
TJ: No rain!
Becky: Yeah! Sonny Days is my favorite meteorologist!
(TJ and Bob go back to practicing the egg toss.)
Sonny: But then we'll see some precipitation starting in the late morning. (The raindrops return.)
(The Botsfords make sounds of disappointment.)
Mr. Botsford: Negative.
Sonny: But then in the afternoon, just in time for the picnic...
Mr. Botsford: What's it gonna be?
Becky: Just tell us! I can't stand the suspense!
Sonny: The weather will be... (A crash is heard, and the spotlights around him start to fall over. Sonny laughs nervously.) Don't mind the loud crashing noise. We're just having some technical difficulties. (Eileen, in her giant form, walks up to him.) Excuse me, giant young lady... (Eileen roars.) What are you doing?
Eileen: Today is my birthday! Mine!
(Sonny backs away, but Eileen grabs him. While he struggles to get out of her grasp, he accidentally kicks the camera, causing it to fall over. The Botsfords' TV cuts to static, then a "technical difficulties" screen. Mr. Botsford starts smacking the TV.)
Mrs. Botsford: What a time for technical difficulties!
Mr. Botsford: I wonder what happened.
Becky: I predict there's a storm coming. (Lightning strikes in the background.) A Birthday Girl storm. (Bob squeaks in agreement.) Mom, dad, Bob and I are going outside to practice the three-legged race.
(The other Botsfords are struggling to fix the TV.)
Mr. Botsford: Okay. (Becky and Bob run away.) I'll keep you posted on any precipitation news.
Becky: (in front of the front door) Word--
TJ: Becky! What is precipitation?
Becky: Oh, um, precipitation is any form of water that comes from the sky and falls to the ground. For instance, rain and snow are two kinds of precipitation.
TJ: What about hail? Is that precipitation too?
WordGirl: (stops midair outside the Botsford residence window) Yes it is. (flies away)
TJ: (still looking at the TV) Oh, that's interesting. Thanks, Becky.
(Scene: The city streets. Violet is walking with her mother and her cat, all three eating ice cream.)
Narrator: Later, Birthday Girl storms through town with Sonny Days in the palm of her hand.
(The giant Eileen walks past the Heaslips.)
Sonny: You seem like a nice young lady, and very strong for your age. Could you please tell me what you plan on doing with me?
Eileen: It's my birthday, and you're going to go on my TV channel and show my picture and tell everyone it's my birthday!
Sonny: Oh, is that what this is all about? You just want me to mention your birthday on TV.
Eileen: Yes.
Sonny: That's no problem at all.
Eileen: It isn't?
Sonny: No. (Eileen puts him down on a rooftop.) I just need to see your birth certificate so I know that today is your real birthday, and I'll be happy to say your name.
Eileen: I told you, today is my birthday.
Sonny: Yes, but I can't announce a birthday without proof. It's against the meteorologist code.
Eileen: Meteorologist code?
Sonny: Yes.
Eileen: Meteorologist code?!
Sonny: (unnerved) Yes...
Eileen: (slams her fists down to the sides of Sonny, destroying most of the building he is standing on) Today is my birthday!
(Scene: The Botsford residence. TJ hops back and forth across the living room in a sac. Mr. Botsford is timing him.)
TJ: (breathlessly) That picnic better not be cancelled. No one can beat me in the sack race.
Mr. Botsford: (looks at his stopwatch) Oh, that's right, son! (to Mrs. Botsford) Hey, is Sonny Days back on TV yet? (Mrs. Botsford sadly shakes her head.) Can you imagine a world without weather forecasters?
(Sonny's head slides across the screen, starting a fantasy sequence. Mr. Botsford opens the door wearing a towel and swim trunks, only to see the outside covered in snow. Cut to him opening the door again wearing a thick winter coat, while the outside is warm and sunny. Cut to him opening the door yet again in his normal outfit, fearing the worst. The weather seems normal, and he warily steps outside. Just as he smiles, it starts raining frogs, ending the fantasy sequence.)
Mr. Botsford: Or dare I say, without the entire science of meteorology? Whew! Let's hope Sonny Days is back on the air soon.
Mrs. Botsford: You got that right, partner. (Mr. Botsford resumes timing TJ, who trips and falls over.)
Narrator: Meanwhile, on Birthday Girl's rooftop newsroom...
(Scene: The city streets. Eileen is standing in front of a billboard that makes it look like she is in a TV studio. Sonny is standing on a rooftop next to her. There is a pink news camera pointing at her.)
Eileen: And, after a nice tea party, all of Eileen's friends gave her lots and lots of presents. Now, to hear more about Eileen's birthday, here's meteowowogist Sonny Days!
Sonny: It's pronounced "meteorologist".
Eileen: Are you ready to do your job and tell everyone it's my birthday? (turns the camera to Sonny)
Sonny: Sonny Days is always ready. To do the weather, that is. After all, I'm a meteorologist. Lately we've been having a lot of... precipitation. (gestures towards a T-shirt with an image of a raincloud on a clothesline next to him) This occurs when the air rises--
Eileen: Stop talking about the weather and tell everyone it's my birthday! Now!
(WordGirl and Captain Huggy Face arrive at the scene.)
WordGirl: Leave Sonny Days alone, Birthday Girl!
Eileen: WordGirl? Who invited you? (gasps) A cute monkey! (Captain Huggy Face questioningly points at himself.) Give me a hug! (Captain Huggy Face shakes his head.) Now! (reaches for WordGirl and Captain Huggy Face, who zoom out of the way)
WordGirl: Listen, Birthday Girl, everyone's waiting to hear if it's going to rain for tomorrow's End of the Picnic Season picnic, so you have to let Sonny Days go.
Eileen: No! Not until Sonny Days tells the whole world that today is my birthday!
Sonny: I told you, I'm not going to break the meteorologist code.
WordGirl: The... The what now?
Sonny: The meteorologist code. A meteorologist is honest and would never report something that wasn't true, and I don't think today is that girl's birthday.
Eileen: Every day is my birthday!
Sonny: See? See? That's not how birthdays work.
(Eileen smashes the camera out of anger, and the people below flee from the rubble.)
WordGirl: Come on, Huggy. Let's put an end to this party.
(WordGirl charges at Eileen, only for Eileen to smack her to the side and through an open window. WordGirl flies back out, leaving Captain Huggy Face behind.)
Woman: What's going on out there? (looks out the window together with Captain Huggy Face)
(WordGirl grabs a mass of cables and uses them to tie Eileen up.)
WordGirl: Ha!
(Eileen grunts, then breaks free from the cables and grabs WordGirl. Cut to WordGirl and Sonny tied together in the same cables.)
WordGirl: (groans) Wouldn't it have been easier just to say it's her birthday?
Sonny: I told her, I'm not going to break...
Both: ...the meteorologist code.
WordGirl: Right, right... (Eileen punches the building Captain Huggy Face is climbing on, trying to smash him.) Come on, Sonny! (starts to float into the air) We've got to go help the-- (notices Sonny shuddering in fear) What's wrong? (flies back down) Wait. Are you afraid of flying? (Sonny sighs in relief.) Perfect. (Captain Huggy Face climbs a wall decoration and barely avoids Eileen smashing it. WordGirl paces back and forth, with Sonny walking with her.) Terrific. I'm tied to a meteorologist, which means I can't help my sidekick, and we haven't even practiced for tomorrow's three-legged race. But it's not like any of that matters because it looks like it's going to rain tomorrow, which means the picnic will be cancelled and I don't-- (Captain Huggy Face, now in Eileen's grasp, screeches at her.) Huggy! (Captain Huggy Face grumbles.) No, no, no! No! I haven't found a new three-legged race partner! We were just-- (Captain Huggy Face screeches and turns away.)
Eileen: Don't be sad, Captain Monkey-Wonkey. I'll be your partner! (Captain Huggy Face cheers, and Eileen shrinks down to normal size. WordGirl and Sunny come down the stairs.)
WordGirl: Wow, that was really thoughtful, Eileen, but I think I better be Huggy's partner.
Sonny: But if you promise not to turn into the giant green girl, I'll be your partner. It's against the meteorologist code to leave someone out of a game.
Eileen: What is a meteowowogist anyway? Is it someone who announces birthdays on TV?
WordGirl: First of all, it's pronounced "meteorologist".
Eileen: Oooh...
WordGirl: And sometimes they announce birthdays, but that doesn't have anything to do with being a meteorologist. A meteorologist is someone who--
Sonny: Excuse me, WordGirl. May I give the definition?
WordGirl: Oh! Sure! I mean, after all, who better than an actual meteorologist to define the word? If you're not gonna define it with WordGirl, that is...
Sonny: Thanks. A meteorologist is someone who studies meteorology, which is a fancy word for the science of weather. In other words, a meteorologist is someone who studies weather. (Captain Huggy Face unties him and WordGirl.) Back to you, WordGirl.
WordGirl: Thanks, Sonny! Now let's get you back to the newsroom so you can tell everyone what the weather will be for tomorrow's picnic! But if you want, you can tell me now...
Sonny: I'm afraid I can't do that, WordGirl.
WordGirl: Against the meteorologist code?
Sonny: No. I need to see my weather charts and maps so I know what the weather will be.
WordGirl: Right. Makes sense.
(Scene: The Botsford residence. Mr. Botsford is wearing a mix of winter and summer clothing while Mrs. Botsford is knitting. TJ is practicing for an egg-and-spoon race with a lemon.)
Mr. Botsford: How are those scarves coming?
Mrs. Botsford: I've got three finished so far.
Mr. Botsford: Great! We need to be prepared for any kind of weather.
Becky: (She and Bob peek in through the front door.) Hi. Any news about the weather for the picnic tomorrow?
Mr. Botsford: Not yet, Becky. Not yet. Have you seen my galoshes?
Mrs. Botsford: Did you check the galoshes closet?
Mr. Botsford: Hmm, honey. I didn't. (Mrs. Botsford laughs. Suddenly, Mr. Botsford points at the TV.) Sonny Days is back! I knew he wouldn't let us down!
Sonny: Sorry about the little delay, folks.
Mr. Botsford: (chuckles) That's okay, Sonny.
Sonny: I won't keep you in suspense any longer. (A person off-screen hands him a piece of paper.) Whoops! Maybe a little longer. We have breaking news. This just in. According to the birth certificate I'm holding, today really is a very special young lady's birthday. So a big, happy birthday to... (switches to the birthday background) Eileen. Today, she really is a birthday girl!
(Cut to Eileen's room. She hugs her stuffed animals happily. Cut back to the Botsfords' living room. Becky stares at the TV screen, dumbfounded.)
Mr. Botsford: Huh. Imagine that. It really is her birthday. But what about the weather?!
Sonny: The weather for the End of the Picnic Season picnic is going to be... sunny and warm! (A sun appears on his weather map.) No signs of precipitation at all!
(The Botsfords cheer.)
Mr. Botsford: Sweet piccalilli! No precipitation!
Mrs. Botsford: I'll get the egg salad ready!
(Mrs. and Mr. Botsford and TJ scatter. Becky and Bob give each other a high five.)
Narrator: Thanks to WordGirl, Captain Huggy Face, and meteorologist Sonny Days' weather report, the annual End of the Picnic Season picnic will go on as planned. (Pictures are shown of the Botsfords enjoying the picnic: TJ gets hit by an egg while attempting the egg toss with Bob; Mr. and Mrs. Botsford enjoy sandwiches together; TJ wins the sack race; and Sonny and Eileen win the three-legged race, with Becky and Bob in second place.) And so, loyal viewers, whether there is rain or snow or hail or any other kind or precipitation, be sure to watch the next electrifying adventure of WordGirl!