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| - Narrator: On a bright, spring day, Snuffy spent the whole morning flying over Smiling Meadow. Narrator: He was practicing his skywriting— (Dissolve to all of him.) —and he was having an especially good time, when suddenly... Snuffy: Uh-oh, I'm out of smoke. I guess I'd better go back to the airport and fill up. Snuffy: I really love smelling all the spring flowers. They smell so good. (He inhales.) Ah well, time to go home. Snuffy: Hi, Jay Jay. Hi, Tracy. Tracy: Hey, Snuffy. Where've you been all morning? Snuffy: Practicing. Jay Jay: Practicing? For what? Snuffy: Well, you know that tomorrow is We Love Tarrytown Day? Jay Jay, Tracy: Yeah?/Uh-huh? Snuffy: Okay, so to celebrate, I'm going to make a big picture across the sky. It'll be the biggest picture I've ever done! Jay Jay, Tracy: Wow! Tracy: Will it be hard? Snuffy: Sure will. Jay Jay: So, what's the big picture you're gonna paint, Snuff? Snuffy: It's a surprise. Well, I've got more practicing to do, I'll see ya later! Narrator: Snuffy didn't want to tell Jay Jay and Tracy and spoil the surprise, but his big picture was going to be a huge daisy—Tarrytown's favorite flower. Everything was going along fine, until suddenly... Snuffy: Whoaaaaaaa!!! Snuffy: (from o.s.) What's happening to me?! (Back to him.) Whoaaaaaaaa!!! (His perspective fo the meadow.) Everything's so blurry, and—and my eyes are scratchy! Snuffy: Whooooooaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! Narrator: Poor Snuffy began to fly out of control. In fact, he almost flew right into— Narrator: —A tree. Snuffy: I almost hit that tree! At least I-I think it was a tree. I have to land before I really get in trouble! Snuffy: What's going on? (More sighing.) There. It's finally stopped—I can see again. (Another sigh.) I'd better go tell Brenda that something's wrong with my eyes. (Pauses) Hey, wait a minute. If I say something's wrong, then maybe I won't get to skywrite my big picture tomorrow. Oh no, I can't let that happen—I'd better keep this a secret. Besides, I don't need to see straight to get my big picture done. (a bit doubtful) Do I? Snuffy: There's gonna be, there's gonna be There's gonna be the biggest picture that you'll ever see If I can see to make it Snuffy: Oops, I'm sorry, won't you pardon me? I hope I didn't break it, no, no, no Snuffy: My eyes are puffy, and it's hard to breathe (He backs up, framing all of him.) Hope I don't have to fake it, no, no, no, no My name is Snuffy, and I believe Snuffy: I think I'm gonna make it, I think I'm gonna make it The biggest picture And here I go Tracy: It'll be fun to see Snuffy practice. Jay Jay: Yeah, and maybe we can sneak a peek at his top-secret picture. Snuffy: (from o.s.; under end of previous) Whoaaaaaaa!!! Tracy: Jay Jay, look! Snuffy: Whoa! Jay Jay: Hey, what's wrong with Snuffy? (Front view of them.) Tracy: Snuffy, look out! Snuffy: Whoaaaaaaa!!! Tracy: Snuffy, you almost ran into us. Jay Jay: Are you okay? Snuffy: Uh, yeah. Uh-I'm, uh...I'm alright. Snuffy: W-why do you think anything's wrong, uh... (Back to him.) Tracy? Jay Jay: I'm not Tracy. (Snuffy rapidly shakes his head.) Snuffy: Oops. Tracy: Is there something wrong, Snuffy? Snuffy: No, uh-uh. Uh, the sun was in my eyes, I guess. Um...I-I've gotta get home. (He rises upward.) Bye! Jay Jay: Snuffy! Tarrytown is that way! (Cut to Snuffy.) Snuffy: Right, right. I-I knew that. (He turns around; back to the other two.) Tracy: I'm worried about Snuffy. He's not flying right. Jay Jay: Yeah. We'd better keep an eye on him so that nothing happens. Snuffy: (from o.s.) Is that you, Savannah? And Big Jake? (Widen to put him in view.) Did you—did you come to watch me practice, too? Jay Jay, Tracy: Huh? Jay Jay: Snuffy, it's Jay Jay and Tracy. Tracy: We've been here flying with you the whole time. Snuffy, we're really worried about you. I-is there something wrong with your eyes? Snuffy: (stagey, shaking his head) No, no, I-I'm feeling great. Um...I'm just gonna go back to the airport to, uh...take a nap so I'll be ready to draw my big picture tomorrow. Uh, see you later! Narrator: The next day, Snuffy had hoped that his sight would get better after a good night's sleep. Narrator: But it didn't. Snuffy: Oh, what am I gonna do? My eyes are even worse! (Brenda approaches him.) Brenda: Hey, Snuffy! Today's the big day, are you ready to skywrite your big picture? Snuffy: (stagey) Uh...I sure am. Um...I guess I'd better get goin'. Brenda: Oh, Snuffy...! (waving) Good luck! Jay Jay: Brenda, did Snuffy already take off? Brenda: Yes. You just missed him. Tracy: Uh-oh. We think there may be something wrong with Snuffy's eyes, but he won't talk to us about it. Brenda: (lowering binoculars) His eyes? That could be serious. (looking through binoculars) We'd better keep our eyes on him—sounds like he'll need to come back in for a checkup. Snuffy: My eyes are so scratchy. But...but I can't stop now. Let's see. (grunts) I have to start over City Hall. Now, um...mmm...mmm...where did it go? Narrator: Poor Snuffy tried to remember which way to fly to make his sky picture, but he quickly got very confused. (Close-up of Snuffy, head turning.) Snuffy: Okay. Now I turn toward the airport...but...oh, uh...w-wha...which way is that? Um... (inhales) I-I think...I think I have to go...lower! Yeah, that's it. Lower. Narrator: Poor Snuffy didn't realize that he was completely covering Tarrytown with his skywriting smoke. Snuffy: I think I'm almost done. (Head jitters.) But I can't tell. Brenda: Snuffy doesn't usually fly that low. Tracy: Jay Jay, I think Snuffy's in trouble! Jay Jay: I'll go help him land safely. Snuffy: Gosh. W-when did all the buildings in town get so tall? (Jay Jay swoops down to him.) Jay Jay: Snuffy! Can't you see? You're flying too low! Snuffy: I am? Jay Jay: You'd better follow me back to the airport, and then I'll help you land. Snuffy: Okay, I will! (stammers a little) Jay Jay, how did my picture turn out? Jay Jay: Well... (smacks lips, stagey) Let's just say I've never seen anything quite like it before. Snuffy: It's a picture of a daisy, Tarrytown's most favorite flower. I wanted it to be a surprise. Jay Jay: (sarcastically) Oh...it's a surprise alright. Brenda: Snuffy, what's going on? You were flying way too low. Tracy: But you did draw a great picture of spaghetti. (Snuffy's mouth drops open.) Uh...it is supposed to be spaghetti, right? Snuffy: (glumly) No. It was supposed to be a daisy. (pauses) The truth is, I kinda can't see anything. My eyes are all scratchy and blurry. It started the other day while I was flying over the meadow. I-I was afraid to say anything because I didn't want to miss doing my big picture! Brenda: Snuffy, you'd better let me take a look at you. Why don't you come back into my workshop for a checkup? Brenda: Hmm... (She checks the other eye.) Hmm... (Close-up, she lowers the flashlight.) Oh, okay. Snuffy, the good news is I see the problem, and it's not too serious. Snuffy: What's the matter? Can you tell me? Brenda: Sure. (stammers a little) Your eyes are scratchy because of the spring flowers, out in the meadow. You're...allergic to them, and that's what's making your eyes hurt. Snuffy: I'm...uh...al...al-lergic? Brenda: Right. Snuffy: Uh...does that mean there's something wrong with me? Brenda: No, no. (She gets off the stepladder.) It's like a cold, and...when you have a cold, you...simply have to do things to...to make yourself feel better. (She puts the stepladder aside.) Snuffy: Really? Brenda: Mm-hmm! Snuffy: W-what can I do? Brenda: I'm going to order a special set of goggles for you, to keep the allergy away. Once you put them on, you can make your picture with no problem. Snuffy: That's great! Thanks, Brenda! Brenda: You're welcome. Snuffy: Wow! With these new goggles, I can see everything! And this time, my big picture's gonna be great! Snuffy: I think I've got it straight And it helps the way to go And now I'm gonna make the biggest picture You'll never know Narrator: And so, as they flew off towards the meadow, Snuffy thought again about what he'd learned: that's it's always best to speak up when something's wrong. Narrator: Never again would he let something like a very little allergy get in the way of a very big picture.
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