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| - Narrator: From deep within his underground lair within his mother’s basement, Chuck the Evil Sandwich Making Guy is hard at work plotting his next devious, brilliantly evil crime! Narrator: Uuuh-- what dastardly crime will it be this time? We he steal all the bologna from the city? Narrator: Or… uh, will he cover City Hall in ketchup and mustard? Um… commandeer a bread factory? Narrator: Okay. What’s wrong, Chuck? Chuck: I don’t know, I guess I’m not really feeling it. Narrator: (sighs) Feeling what? Chuck: You know, the whole sandwich crime thing. Narrator: But-- you’re Chuck, the Evil Sandwich Making Guy. Chuck: I know, I know, I mean don’t get me wrong, I still like sandwiches and committing crimes, but I’m getting a little tired of doing the same old thing week after week. Narrator: Yeah, tell me about it. Chuck: I can only think of so many sandwich-related crimes, you know. Narrator: So wait-- you’re quitting?! Chuck: No, I’m not quitting! I just need a fresh start. I know-- maybe a new name! Yeah, a new identity! Uh, something like-- Announcer: Panthers… ninjas of the night. Strong… ferocious… cool. Panthers… now at the city zoo. Chuck: Yeah! Like that! I want to be cool and dangerous and fer-- oh, what was that word again? Announcer: Ferocious. Chuck: Ferocious-- yeah! Just like, uh, a panther! Announcer: Still at the city zoo. Narrator: So, you want me to start calling you Chuck, the panther making guy? Chuck: No, I want it to be totally new… something that captures my strength, my ferociousness, my rugged good looks! Narrator: (laughing) Rugged good looks? Chuck: Yeah-- something like-- The Handsome Panther! Yeah! Narrator: The Handsome Panther? Chuck: Yeah! Why? Narrator: No reason… heh heh. Um, later, in the beautiful backyard of Becky Botsford… (Scene: The Botsford’s backyard. Becky is playing frisbee with herself, Bob is tanning himself on a lounge chair, and Mr. Botsford stands in front of a drawing board, working intently on something.) Becky: Whatcha up to, Dad? Mr. Botsford: (being secretive) Oh, just working on some designs. Becky: Designs? For what? Mr. Botsford: It’s a surprise! Becky: Oh! Okay. Mr. Botsford: Okay, I can’t hold it in any longer! I’m going to build Bob his very own outdoor monkey house! Mr. Botsford: Check it out. Now Bob can play outside, and eat outside and sleep outside, why, he won’t ever have to come inside ever again! Becky: Wait! This is Bob’s new permanent home? Full time? Mr. Botsford: Of course! Who ever heard of a part-time monkey house? It’s just silly! Mr. Botsford: (laughs) I still can’t understand a word you say, Bob. But I’m guessing you’re pretty happy about your new home! Becky: (gasps) That alarm is coming from downtown. (She takes the plans from him.) Not now, Bob! We’ve got to-- uh, go pick out curtains for your new teeny, teeny windows! (gives the plans back to her dad) Bye, Dad! Mr. Botsford: Hurry back, you two, so we can start moving all of Bob’s stuff outside! Narrator: Meanwhile, at the Bloopo’s Sub Sandwich Shop World Headquarters… WordGirl: Have no fear, citiz-- What’s going on? Chef: We just finished ze recipe for a new sub sandwich when this guy in ze cat suit burst in and stole it! WordGirl: Gotcha! We’ll take it from here. Huggy, initiate plan number 227. WordGirl: Hold it right there, big-- cat-- person, is it? Chuck: Greetings, it is I, the Handsome Panther! WordGirl: Chuck? Chuck: Right… I used to be Chuck the Evil Sandwich Guy, but those days are over! Now, I’m the Handsome Panther! Rawr! (He extends his hand and making a scratching motion.) WordGirl: Chuck, are you sure the name Handsome Panther is right for you? Chuck: Why? What do you mean? The handsome part is a given, right? WordGirl: Uh… Chuck: And that commercial on TV said that panthers are cool and, uh, what’s the word, fer..., fer… WordGirl: Ferocious? It means really fierce and dangerous. Chuck: Yeah, that’s it, ferocious! Just like me! Roar! See? Voila! I’m a totally new guy. WordGirl: But you’re here stealing a sandwich recipe. Chuck: Well, yeah, changing my image is a big deal, so I’m easing into it with one last sandwichy crime. But after this, it’s all panther all the time! Roar! WordGirl: I’m still not seeing it. Chuck: (sadly) I was expecting more support for my new identity. I mean, I’m really proud of my costume. I designed it myself! It turned out pretty great, except the fabric’s a little itchy. WordGirl: Now, Huggy! Chuck: Hey, my sandwich recipe! WordGirl: Too bad, Chuck! I mean, Handsome Panther. Looks like all that’s left is to take you to a-- cage called-- jail! WordGirl: I know, I know, it wasn’t my best, but I just learned about the panther thing like thirty seconds ago, I mean, give me a break! Narrator: (clear throat) Ahem? Chuck: Yeah, who’s got the upper hand now, huh? WordGirl: Chuck! That’s one of your old sandwich weapons! Chuck: Yeah, I know, I spent so much time on the Handsome Panther costume and my new theme song, I didn’t have time to design any new panther weapons. WordGirl: Wait-- you have a theme song? Chuck: In a minute! First, turn over that recipe! WordGirl: Nothing doing, panther man! WordGirl: Totally unfair! Chuck: (in a quiet voice) Okay, last time with the old sandwich weapons, I promise. (much louder) You’ve been visited by the Handsome Panther! Yeah. Chuck: Wait-- wait-- wait one second, alright I got it… Recording: ...Handsome Panther, Handsome Panther, Handsome Pantherrrrrr….Roar! Chuck: Go ahead, laugh! But soon, I’ll be the one doing all the laughing! You’ll see! Handsome Panther, away! Chuck: Roar! (takes off) WordGirl: Don’t worry, Huggy. Chuck will turn up again soon. And when he does, we’ll take care of him! (to workers) And as for your secret recipe… Chef: Yes, quí quí? WordGirl: I’m a very fast reader. Start with half a cup of flour, add a stick of butter, and make sure you slice the shallots… (The chef writes it down as she dictates it.) Narrator: Later, back at the Botsfords… Mr. Botsford: Oh, welcome back, you two. Bob, I’m almost done drawing up the plans for your new home! Mr. Botsford: Oh, oh-- okay. Charades. Snow, cold ice. Okay, this is fun. Ice food, ice cream. Mr. Botsford: Ice cream? Inside? For me? Yum! Becky: Wow, Bob, fancy design! Becky: Design? Oh, well, a design is a plan for something you want to make or do. Those drawings are a design for your monkey house. If you design something, it means you make a plan for it. Oh, like when we designed our superhero outfits, you wanted yours to have a lightning bolt, and-- oh, sorry. I’ll let you finish. Mr. Botsford: I couldn’t find any ice cream, Bob, but I did find some carrots. Mmm, yum! Becky: (quietly) That’s coming from-- the zoo! (to her dad) Got to run, Dad. There’s a sale on monkey house wallpaper down at the-- monkey house wallpaper-- depot. Mr. Botsford: Have fun. And Bob, I hope to have your new home ready by the time you two are back! You can bet on it! If you had money. Zookeeper: WordGirl. Glad you could make it. The guy in the weird cat suit… Chuck: The Handsome Panther! Zookeeper: Alright, he’s going on and on about how he’s ferocious, and he’s about to commit some brilliant crime. I just thought you should know. WordGirl: Thanks for the heads up! Zookeeper: Of course. (backs away) WordGirl: Wow, catchier! Chuck: Where was I? Oh yeah, my big speech. (He holds up some note cards and clears his throat.) From this day forward, today shall be remembered as the day the Handsome Panther let the panthers out of their cages! And as everyone hides in fear, I will take whatever I want! Ha-ha-ha-ha! Oh, I mean, roar! WordGirl: You won’t be opening any cages today! Let’s get him, Huggy! Chuck: Try and catch me, WordGirl! R-r-roar! Chuck: You’ll have to be quicker than that, I’m a panther now, remember? WordGirl: You’re still no match for this superhero and her sidekick monkey! Chuck: Oh, wait! (He pulls out his condiment ray and fires at them, covering both of them.) WordGirl: Again? Gaa-- you promised no more sandwich weapons! Chuck: Too bad, WordGirl! I tricked you fair and square! And now, time to free these ferocious panthers and take over the city! Yeah! WordGirl: Ugh! Can’t-- break-- free! Chuck: Door-- is-- heavy! Chuck: Panthers away! Take to the streets, you wild ferocious guys! Chuck: Now! Go! Scoot! You can-- see things, the world, not this! Come on! Check it out, scare people! Zookeeper: Yeah, people think they’re these ferocious animals, but for the most part, during the day, they lie languid in the sun. They just hang out. The really only hunt from dusk till dawn. WordGirl: Looks like your Handsome Panther days are over, Chuck! Chuck: (sighs) Yeah. I guess I shoulda done more research on panthers before I came up with that plan. I don’t really know much about them! Zookeeper: Oh, I can fill you in, Handsome Panther. Did you know the name panther actually applies to a number of large game cats, such as the cougar, leopard, and jaguar? Chuck: No, I-- Zookeeper: Also, the panther is the state mammal of Florida. Chuck: Wow, that’s-- Zookeeper, Oh, and here’s a little known fact. Panthers prefer dry land, but they do know how to swim. Chuck: (to WordGirl) Any way you can make him stop? WordGirl: Not unless he breaks a law. Chuck: Oh, boy. WordGirl: Good luck. I hope the police come soon! Chuck: You and me both. WordGirl: (to Huggy) Ready to go? (She takes off with him.' Chuck looks away as the zookeeper keeps talking.) Zookeeper: It wasn’t long before Kimba found trouble… Becky: Whoa! Dad, that is one fancy monkey house! Mr. Botsford: That’s for sure! I don’t remember my original design being this ambitious, but, oh well! Mr. Botsford: (laughs) It’s not done yet, Bob. It’s gonna take another five years to finish! Narrator: And so, the city’s safe from the not-so-ferocious and only somewhat good-looking, Handsome Panther the Sandwich-Making Guy! Becky: I think you combined the two-- Narrator: And Bob the monkey is left wishing he designed a simpler monkey house. Join us next time for another exciting episode of… WordGirl!
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