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| - Jay Jay: Hey! I can see them! Here they come! Narrator: Jay Jay and Herky were very excited. Why? Narrator: Because Savannah and Tracy were returning on a trip to the big city. Now, Savannah flew there all the time, but Tracy, this had been her very first trip. Narrator: And since neither Jay Jay or Herky had ever been there themselves, they couldn't wait for Tracy to tell them all about their adventure. Jay Jay: (from o.s.) How big is the airport in the city, Tracy? Were there lots and lots of planes? Herky: Yeah, and what color-r-r wer-r-re they all? Tracy: Guys, guys, settle down! (Close-up.) I can only answer one question at a time. Jay Jay, the airport was ten times bigger than this one, and not even bigger than that! Jay Jay: Wow! Tracy: I saw about a hundred planes all different colors, but there might've been a thousand more that I didn't see. Jay Jay, Herky: Ooh! Herky: Wow. What about the color-r-rs, Tr-r-racy? What color-r-rs were all those planes? Tracy: Herky, that was the most amazing part of my trip—I've never seen so many colors on so many airplanes in my life! (chuckles) Herky: R-r-really? Tracy: (from o.s.) I saw blue planes— (Back to her.) —and green planes and purple planes and red planes and orange planes...and two tall planes that were yellow and gold, and black and white— (Widen to frame the other two.) —and, and...hey, look! Jay Jay: A rainbow! Tracy: (from o.s.) Now, I can show you all the colors I saw! Tracy: Imagine every color in the rainbow [Jay Jay: Blue? Red? Green?] Dancing like a flock of birds that play [Jay Jay: Oh, boy!] Imagine that the birds are really planes, though [Herky: Sounds neat.] Flying, landing, taking off all day [Herky: Gee.] Tracy: Imagine every single one is different Different size and shapes, and flying different ways [Herky: Like me?] I hardly can believe Everything my eyes have seen Even now it almost puts me in a daze Jay Jay: Sounds like flying through a rainbow full of friends [Tracy: That's right.] Or zooming through a brightly painted sky [Tracy: Exactly!] Herky: Wer-r-re they painted up in all the latest tr-r-rends? [Tracy: Yeah!] Tracy: They looked so cool, I felt a little shy Jay Jay: Did anybody make a sonic boom? [Tracy: Once or twice.] (He wobbles briefly; Herky does a barrel roll in turn.) Herky: Was ther-r-re anybody spinning while they zoom? [Tracy: Not like you!] Jay Jay: Just see some jumbo fairy Yours are giant, jumpinary, yours— (A close-up of Herky reveals Jay Jay has hovered so close to Tracy, he nearly touches her wing.) Herky: Not so close, let's give the gir-r-rl some r-r-room Tracy: It's like flying through a rainbow full of friends An experience I highly recommend All: So many ways to fly So many colors in the sky Normal rhythm resumes It's a treat to see how beautifully they blend Tracy: Brenda! Brenda! Brenda: Oh, hi, Tracy! Welcome home! So, how was your trip to the big city? Tracy: Oh, it was great! Um...but...uh... (Close-up of Brenda.) Brenda: But...what? What's wrong? Tracy: (from o.s.) Well, Brenda... (Cut to her.) I saw so many different planes in so many different colors, and I started wondering: maybe I should be a different color. Brenda: (a bit suspicious) Hmm. A different color? Tracy: (from o.s.) Yeah. (widen to frame her.) Instead of purple, maybe I should be a more exciting color. Maybe everyone will think I'm more special if I was a more special color. Brenda: Gee, I've always thought purple is a great color. In fact, it's my favorite. But no one color is better than another. Just different. Listen, if you're that unhappy with it, then...I suppose we could try something new. Tracy: (gasps) Could we, Brenda? Brenda: It just so happens that while you were away, I bought a brand new, super-duper, handy-dandy plane painting machine. It's right over here, I'll go get it. Brenda: Aha, here it is: My super-duper, handy-dandy plane painting machine. Tracy: Oh, yeah! I can't wait to be an exciting new color! Brenda: Okay, Tracy. Here we go! Brenda: (from inside) What's so funny? (More giggling.) Tracy: (from inside) The paint! When you're spraying it on me, it tickles! (More giggling and spraying.) Brenda: (from inside) There, I'm done! Tracy: Well, what do you think, Brenda? (She sets the machine down.) Do I look more exciting? Brenda: Hmm...you look...just as much fun as before. Hey, why don't you go out and see what everybody else thinks of your new color? Tracy: (gasps) That's a great idea! I bet they'll think I'm more exciting. (giggles) See ya later, Brenda! And thanks! Tracy: (from o.s., valley girl like) Hey, everybody! (She flies up to them.) What's going on? Jay Jay: Hey, Tracy. We're just playin'. Herky: Yeah! Ya wanna join us? Tracy: Sure. Uh...guys, notice anything...different today? Jay Jay: (stilted manner) Like what? Tracy: Like something that's...new, and exciting? Herky: (shaking head, also stilted) Uh...no. Tracy: (scoffs; sharply) How do you like my new, exciting color?! Herky: Oh...yeah. I-it's r-r-really nice. Jay Jay: Very nice. (normal tone) Hey, Tracy, Herky! I'll race ya to Farmer Sprout's barn down there! (He dives out of view.) Herky: Wait for-r-r me, Jay Jay! (He follows.) Tracy: Hey! B-but...I mean...aren't I more exciting to be with?! Uh...guys! Oh... Narrator: Now the fact is, to Jay Jay and Herky, it didn't matter what color Tracy was. They thought she was fun to be with, no matter what. But Tracy didn't realize that. Narrator: So once again, Tracy had herself painted a new color. Tracy: Boy, I can't wait to show it to everybody. This time, I know they'll think I'm special! Savannah: Well, hi there, Tracy honey. Tracy: Huh? Oh, uh... Tracy: Hi, Savannah. Savannah: Brenda told me you changed colors. (Cut to Tracy; she continues o.s.) Why the long face, sugar? You look really pretty. Tracy: Thanks. But nobody seemed excited about my new color. I think I wanna get a new one. Savannah: (smacks lip) Oh, that's not a good idea, darling. Brenda told me the painting machine's been used so much today, that it's overheating. (Back to Tracy; she continues o.s.) You'd better give it a rest. Tracy: Oh, but... (stammers) But... Savannah: (from o.s.) Listen, honey. (Back to her.) I've gotta go meet Brenda in town. But cheer up, you looked great before you changed colors. (Cut to Tracy, who smiles uncertainly; she continues o.s.) And you look great in your new one, too. (Back to her on the start of the next.) Y'all don't need to get yourself painted again, okay? Tracy: (smacks lip) Well...okay. Savannah: Alright, then. I'll see ya later! Tracy: Hmm...I'll bet that plane painting machine could do one more job. And this time, I'll make myself look so incredible that everyone will have to get excited. Tracy: (from inside, gasps) Whoa! Tracy: Oh no, look what I've done! (She turns around.) Savannah: (from o.s.; smacks lip) Oh, I almost forget to gas up before I head into town to meet Brenda. Savannah: Tracy! Oh sugar, don't tell me you used the plane painting machine again! Tracy: Savannah, I used the plane painting machine again. Savannah: (smacks lip) Oh...sugar! Tracy: I'm so sorry. You and Brenda were right, now I broke it. And look what's happened. (Close-up of Savannah; she continues o.s.) Can you help me? Savannah: (sighs) Oh my. Well, uh...I'll have to go get Brenda to fix that machine, but since she's still in town, that could take the rest of the day. (She taxis off.) Tracy: But what will I do until then?! Oh, this is the worse paint job ever—nobody's gonna think I'm special, now! (sighs sadly) Oh, this is terrible! (pauses; groans sadly) I have to stay away from everybody—I don't want anyone to see me. I know, I'll take off and fly around for the rest of the day—nobody will see me then. Narrator: So, Tracy tried to be alone in the sky. The problem was, the sky was pretty busy that day. Snuffy: Hiya, Tracy. What's new? (flies off) Tracy: Mmm...not much. (Herky hovers by.) Herky: Hey ther-r-re, Tr-r-racy! What's cookin'? Tracy: Hmph. Hey, Herky. (Oscar buzzes past.) Oscar: Well, hi there, little girl! My, you look nice today! Tracy: Mmm...thanks, Oscar. Well, so much for hiding out. (pauses, realizing something) Gee, I just realized. Nobody said anything about my ugly coat of paint. Jay Jay: There you are, Tracy! I've been lookin' all over for ya. Where've ya been? Tracy: (sighs sadly) Oh, Jay Jay, I've been hiding. I didn't want anyone to see me like this. Jay Jay: Like what? Tracy: Don't you notice the icky color that I am now? Jay Jay: Mmm...i-it's...not so nice as the ones before, but...so what? Tracy: You mean, you don't care about it? Jay Jay: Course not. Tracy: Why not? Jay Jay: Well, um...I guess it's...because no matter what color you are on the outside, all that matters is you're my friend, Tracy. That's all I care about. And...I think that's all anybody else cares about, too. Tracy: (gasps) Really? You know, Jay Jay, I never thought of it that way. Jay Jay: Well, you should. Because we all think you're the greatest. Tracy: Oh gee, thanks, Jay Jay. Brenda: Okay, Tracy. The plane painting machine is fixed. Now what color would you like to be? Tracy: The best color of them all! Herky: Gee, I wonder-r-r what new color-r-r Tr-r-racy's gonna be this time. Maybe it's gonna be or-r-range, or gr-r-reen with blue str-r-ripes, or... Tracy: Ta-da!! Jay Jay, Herky: Purple! (overlapping) Yay!/Yahoo! Tracy: Guys, I guess I've learned my lesson. When it comes to my friends liking me, my color doesn't matter. And from now on, I'm never gonna worry about my color again. (now peppy) Hey, wanna go chase a rainbow? (Next two lines overlap.) Jay Jay: Yeah, let's go! Herky: Yeah, count me in!
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