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| - Narrator: It’s another beautiful and craft-filled morning at Violet’s house! Becky: So...WHY did we set up those cameras in your garden? Violet: Only for the best photography art project ever! These cameras are set up to take pictures every few seconds, from different angles. Becky: Oh, wow! (pause) Why? Violet: (walking into the house) To capture animals in their truest form. In harmony with nature! (One of the camera’s shutters is heard being triggered. A few seconds later, the printer spits out pictures of a squirrel doing karaoke with a hairbrush on top of the bird fountain.) See? Harmony. Becky: Huh! Violet: (yelling to squirrel through the window) You look so natural! (The squirrel gives a thumbs up, as the camera takes more pictures.) Narrator: Meanwhile at the bank, there’s a new villain team in town! Exciting! Reason: I’m Reason. Rhyme: I’m Rhyme! And we lead lives of crime! Teller: (filing her nails) So what’s your whole schtick? Reason: Ugh, here we go. Rhyme: (slides onto the counter, startling the teller) Tada! We steal expensive stuff, for our first crime. And for our second, we take something that rhymes! Reason: (obviously not happy with this whole arrangement) Ugh! Teller: Okay! So what are we taking today? Standard bag of cash? Rhyme: You keep the cash, we want gold bars! Then after this, we’ll steal old c--- Reason: Stop, stop! Just-- stop. Can I just talk to you for a second? Please? (Rhyme drops the gold bars.) Listen, Rhyme, you and I have been friends for how long? Rhyme: Fifteen years, and still going strong! Reason: Right. And in the past year, we’ve had to move how many times? Rhyme: Twenty-eight cities! Because of our crimes! Reason: Look-- Rhyme: Took… Book… Crook… Rook… Reason: Focus! Okay? We never get caught stealing the first thing…. the valuable thing, like these gold bars… Rhyme: Next up, old c--- Reason: STOP! That, right there… that’s the problem! The second thing we try to steal, the rhyming crime, that’s the crime that always gets us in trouble! Rhyme: This time it’ll be different! We’ll escape on the double! Reason: You know I wouldn’t mind, but the rhyming thing we steal is never valuable, it’s always something ridiculous that no one would ever want to steal! Rhyme: But that’s our calling card! Our stamp! Our seal! Reason: Listen-- can we please just stick to stealing valuable stuff this time? Hmm? Reason: Oh, great. Here come the police. Teller: Police? Nah. You must be new in town! Violet: Guys, this is so exciting. (Pictures of bees square-dancing are printing.) Becky: (smiling) I know! Uh, so… Violet, uh, Bob and I have to, uh, run out for a minute, and, uh… (Bob makes a suggestion to her) yeah, plant some corn! (pause) What?! Plant some corn? Violet: Well. it is the best day we’ve had for corn-planting in quite a while! Becky: Ye--ah! (goes out the door with Bob) Violet: Okay, guys! See you later then! Narrator: Meanwhile, at the bank… WordGirl: Hold it right -- wait! Who are you guys? (to Huggy) Who are these guys? Reason: I’m Reason. Rhyme: I’m Rhyme! And we lead lives of crime! WordGirl: (still a little flustered) Huh! Well I’m WordGirl, nice to meet you, and I hope you still feel like rhyming when I send you to JAIL! Rhyme: Well don’t feel too sad when it turns out you FAIL! WordGirl: (surprised at her quick response) Touché! Reason: I don’t think she wears a WIG-- WordGirl: (confused) Uh… What? Rhyme: (tears the bank counter from the floor) I think I’ll throw something BIG! (Throws it at WordGirl and Huggy, knocking them to the ground.) Reason: The day is bright, and slightly BREEZY-- Rhyme: So I’ll attack with breath so FREEZY! (Takes a large breath, and blows freezing breath at her. WordGirl and Huggy are trapped in ice, with only their faces exposed.) WordGirl: Super-strength AND freeze breath? These powers have nothing to do with rhyming! Reason: I know. Personally, I wanted to call us super-strong woman with freeze breath and normal guy. I would be normal guy. WordGirl: Okay, so at least we’re in harmony about that. Reason: What do you mean, we’re in-- harmony? WordGirl: Oh! Well, when you are in harmony with someone or something, then you have the same thoughts or feelings. You’re in agreement! Reason: Hmm… WordGirl defines words. Reasonable! I like it! WordGirl: So wait… you don’t have any powers? Reason: Nope, we just happen to be best friends since we were kids. But if it weren’t for me, she’d just steal a bunch of useless stuff that’s easy to rhyme. Rhyme: (picking up the gold bars) Woo-hoo! Reason: (sighs) Well, we should get going since you’ll probably break free soon. (to Rhyme) Come on, let’s get out of here. Rhyme: One more crime before we disappear! Reason: No-- see, this is what I’ve been talking about. We should quit while we’re ahead! We’re done! Rhyme: Oh, no! Our crime spree has just begun! Reason: But there’s nothing else we need! Rhyme: Let’s escape with super SPEED! (She flies through the bank at super speed, breaking WordGirl and Huggy free from the ice. Then she quickly grabs Reason and leaves the bank.) WordGirl: She has super speed, too?! AAH! Seriously? Okay, we have to figure out where they’re going to strike next! Teller: You know, they stole a bunch of gold bars, and I heard that rhyme lady say she’d steal old-- WordGirl: Wow. You two are seriously about to go to jail for THIS? Reason: (to Rhyme) See? Even she thinks it’s a bad idea! You got us into this, now you can get us out! (after a short pause) I am not about to go to JAIL-- Rhyme: Here comes a delivery! (throws the car at WordGirl) Express AIR MAIL! WordGirl: Hey, I know I don’t know you guys really well, but is there any way we could resolve this without fighting? Reason: Sounds like you’re trying to be reasonable. I like that! Rhyme: I like chili with lots of BEANS! WordGirl: Uhh--- o--kay! Rhyme: Can you please tell me what resolve MEANS? WordGirl: Oh, beans means--- got it. Sure! Resolve means to come to an agreeable solution. For example, if you give back the gold bars and agree to go to jail for a short time, we can totally resolve this whole problem! Reason: So, resolving this without fighting is what you DESIRE? WordGirl: Uh, well, yeah! Rhyme: But instead, I think I’ll throw this TIRE! (She throws a tire from the car at WordGirl. It bounces off her, hitting Huggy in the helmet in the process. WordGirl zips over and bends the body of the wrecked auto around Rhyme and Reason, trapping both of them.) WordGirl: Well, with you two captured, crime should DECREASE… so you should just sit tight and wait for the… Rhyme: POLICE! Woo-hoo! WordGirl: (flying away) C’mon, Huggy! Now that this is resolved, we can head back to Violet’s house! Violet: Oh, hello Bob. (in a whisper, with a frown on her face) Becky. Becky: Hey Violet! Uh-- is everything okay? Violet: Becky… are we friends? Becky: Wh-- Yeah! Of course! We’re BEST friends! Violet: Hmm… (looking at pictures from the printer) Best… friends. Becky: Violet, what-- Violet: Becky! Are you keeping a secret from me? Becky: What? N-no, of course not! Violet: I mean, you don’t keep secrets from your best friend, do you? Becky: Uh-- no! Violet: Not-- one? Becky: N- Nope! Violet: And that’s the truth? The absolute truth? (Turns and stares at her) Becky: (after a pause) Yes? Violet: (sighs) So, Becky… do you want to see some of the pictures from my garden cameras? Becky: Wha-- oh, um, yeah! Let’s do that! Becky: Oh! Look at the frog! (giggles) Violet: Yep. Becky: Oh wow, bumblebees… Violet: Uh-huh. Becky: Oh cute, that’s a good one. Violet: Go to the next one. Becky: Oh, that’s great--I think that’s my favorite! Violet: They get better. Becky: Aw… Becky: Uh… uh… guh… Rhyme: You know, I wish I was wrapped in FLEECE… not sitting here captured by the PO--- Reason: STOP IT! STOP IT! STOP, STOP, STOP IT! Rhyme: POP IT, POP IT, POP POP POP IT! Reason: THAT’S IT! I’ve had it! You and I-- we’re DONE! I can’t do this any more! Rhyme: What? Because we’re captured? I’ll just bust through the floor! (Pounds her feet and busts through the floor of the police car, then digs her heels into the pavement, bring the car to a stop. Then she uses her super speed to break free and ties up the officer.) Officer Jim: Hey, no fair! Rhyme: All right, buddy, we’re back in SEASON! Look out world, for Rhyme and --- hey, where you going? Reason: I’m leaving. Rhyme: But I resolve our problem! I broke us FREE! Now we can go back to our big crime SPREE! Reason: No! (takes his friendship necklace from his pocket, and discards it.) I quit! This is the end! Rhyme: But-- but-- you’re my best friend! (She catches the discarded necklace and looks at it. Reason keeps walking away.) Violet: All this time you were lying to me! Becky; Violet-- these pictures… Violet: Of COURSE you’re WordGirl. I should have figured it out. I mean, all the sudden takeoffs-- all the bad excuses-- Becky: Aw, come on, Violet, you’re being ridiculous! Violet: (sitting down) Becky… you’re the best friend I ever had. Ever. And best friends don’t ever lie to each other, because they don’t have to. Becky; Uh, right. So… Violet: I’m only going to ask you once. And whatever answer you give me, I’ll believe it. Becky: Come on, Violet. Violet: Becky-- are you WordGirl? Becky: I-- uh-- (finally decides it is useless to keep up the charade) Yes… I’m WordGirl. Becky: Violet-- you don’t understand, I didn’t want to lie to you-- I had to! It-- it’s complicated! (Violet stands up and walks back toward the board and takes down the pictures of Becky changing into WordGirl.) Violet: No. I know. And I want YOU to know that-- I’m not mad at you. Becky: (feeling relieved) Oh! Violet, I’ve got to tell you, that is-- that is a huge relief! Violet: You and I just aren’t friends anymore. Becky: (stunned) Wh- wait. What? Violet: In fact, I don’t think you and I were ever really friends. Becky: Okay, wait-- wait-- wait! Violet: You’re this whole other person. A person I don’t really know. Becky; What? Yes you do! I-I’m Becky Botsford! Violet: And WordGirl! Becky: But-- Violet: I’m sorry, Becky… WordGirl… I wish I could believe you… but how could I? All you’ve ever done is lie to me. Becky: (on the verge of tears) Violet… Violet: Goodbye Becky… WordGirl… (she hands Becky the pictures) Becky: Violet… (puts her hand on Violet’s shoulder, but she pulls away. Quietly crying, Becky and Bob walk away, During the Narrator’s closing remarks, they both walk outside, and Becky’s hair is soaked as she walks by Violet’s front window. Violet watches her, then looks away. Becky looks at the pictures briefly, then throws them onto the ground, They are shown being drenched in a puddle of water.) Narrator: Well, uh, this is, uh-- I don’t, um… I don’t really know what to say, um… so um...stick around? Maybe? Because maybe we can resolve all this… get back to a little harmony? Hopefully? On the next episode of… WordGirl? Oh, goodness.
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