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BUTTERFLY AND THE BOG BEAST




























Seatbelts, everyone!
Please, let this be a normal field trip
With the Frizz? No way!
Cruising on down mainstreet
You're relaxed and feeling good
The next thing that you know you see a...
Octopus in my neighborhood?
Surfing on the sound wave
Swinging through the stars
Take a left at human intestine
Make your second right past Mars
On the Magic School Bus
Navigator, nostrils!
Come on the Magic School Bus
Spand the plankton too
Take that.
On the Magic School Bus
Rock the river of lava
On the Magic School Bus
That's fine, baby
So strap, you'll bungee right to the sea
Come on in and don't be shy
Just to make your day complete
You might get baked into a pie
On the Magic School Bus
Step inside, it's a wild ride
Come on!
Ride on the Magic School Bus













Butterfly


: Broccoil? You've got to be kidding!
: Whoever heard of a broccoli mascot?
Dorothy Ann : According to my research, broccoli is a very healthy vegetable!
Keesha : Besides, all the animal mascost have been done already.
Carlos : Get serious.
Our soccer team can't be called the Walker Elementary School
Broccoli's
Wanda : Why can't we just use the old mascot?
Tim : Because it's so old no one knows what it is anymore.
It's even got moth.
Phoebe : Tim, no! How could you!
Tim : It just a bug.
Phoebe : Look at it.
It's more than a bug.
For you information it says in this book, that this moth is one of over a hundred thousand different kinds of moth and butterflies.
And scientists are still finding new ones.
And by the way, there are about 8 times as many kinds of moths
as there are butterflies.
Ralphie : Excuse me, Phoebe.
Ralphie : In exactly 6 hours, we are playing the biggest soccer game of the
year, for which we need a new mascot, and you've got your head
buried in a butterfly book!
Phoebe : Actually, Ralphie, it's a butterfly and moth book!
There's not a lot of difference.
But there's definitely...
Keesha : Phoebe! We need a mascot that's different!
Carlos : It's got to be so exciting, the other team won't know what hit them!
Phoebe : I got it! I got it!
Everyone : What?
Phoebe : The Walker Elementary School Butterflies!
Ralphie : You want to name our soccer team the "Butterflies"?
Wanda : And have a mascot that small?
Tim : Swattable?
Keesha : And pretty?
Phoebe : The butterflies are full of surprises!
Carlos : Like what?
Janet : Yeah! Like what?
Everyone : Janet!
Janet : The one and only. Arnold's favorite cousin.
I am your favorite cousin. Right, Arnold?
Arnold : You're my only cousin, Janet.
Janet : You're cute! We know the real reason you want to make a
complete wimp like a buterfly the mascot!
Phoebe : You do?
Ralphie : We do?
Janet : Isn't today's soccer jame against... your old school?
Janet's right.
Tim : The Bulldogs are Phoebe's old team. Who's side are you on, Phoebe?
Phoebe : I'm on our side.
Janet : I just thought....
Listen.
You're looking for a newmascot, right?
Everyone : Right!
Janet : You want a mascot that's totally different, right?
Everyone : Right!
Janet : Then get this. How about the walker Elementary School... um...
um... Walker Elementary School... Bog Beasts!
Everyone : Yay!
Wanda : It's new!
Carlos : It's different!
Keesha : It's so surprising they won't know what hit them!
Arnold : What's a bog beast?
Frizzle : Crafty question, Arnold. Oops. Miss Frizzle
Anyone know what a bog beast looks like?
Let's see. How about you, Janet?
Janet : Well, it's uh... it's probably like a...
A friend told me about one.
Dorothy Ann : According to my research, a bog is wet, soggy ground, like a swamp.
Frizzle : It seems to me then a swamp is a place to go to find a bog beast!
Ralphie : But what about our soccer game?
Frizzle : What's a game without a mascot?
To the swamp!
Arnold : Not another field trip!
Keesha : Cheer up, Arnold.
A famous poet once said, " all the world is a field trip and all the
kids in our classmerely guine a pigs. "
Or did Miss Frizzle say that?
Phoebe : Miss frizzle, does a swamp have butterflies too?
Frizzle : The swamp has all sorts of surprises, Phoebe.
Phoebe : I knew she'd say that.
Frizzle : Everyone on the lookout for a bog beast!
Ralphie : Excuse me, Miss frizzle, but we're driving right into the swamp!
Frizzle : Not to worry, Ralphie. Where the road ends, adventure begins!
Dorothy Ann : What is this place, Miss Frizzle?
Frizzle : It's called Butterfly Bog.
Wanda : Wow! I thought those butterflies were flowers!
Frizzle : Looks can be deceiving, Wanda.
Often times what is isn't and what isn't is.
Phoebe : Aren't they magnificent?
Janet : Some mascot! A blue jay can do that.
What are the Bulldogs going to do to your soccer team?
Or is that what you want to happen?
Huh, Phoebe?
Phoebe : No!
Carlos : It seems to me butterflies are so pretty, every animal can spot them from a mile around.
Ralphie : Yeah, especially bog beasts!
Phoebe : Well... Oh, come here little butterfly!
Forget about it, Liz.
Wanda : Hey, do you think a butterfly is beautiful just to be beautiful?
Or is there another reason?
Phoebe : I think there's more to butterflies than you know.
Tim : I just wish it would hold still.
Janet : That'll prove what a wimp it is.
Arnold : I think this is going to be one of those memorable field trips.
Frizzle : Here we are! Bog Beast landing!
Carlos : Now what?
We camouflage the boat, so it blends in with the environment.
Then we wait for the bog beast.
Ralphie : There's no time joint.
We have to catch one now!
Dorothy Ann : According to my research, the best way to catch something is
to use some kind of bait.
Janet : Like the bigest, juiciest butterfly in the bog.
Come on, Liz. Let's bag us a butterfly.
Phoebe : Janet, no!
Janet : Yes!
Phoebe : Why don't you pick on somebody your own size!
Frizzle : An idea worth expressing, Phoebe. Or compressing.
I'll shrink them with a portershrinker.
Phoebe : The portershrinker?
Oh, no!
Frizle : What a surprise!
We're a different size!
Everyone : Oh, no! We've shrunk!
Tim : And look over there.
The portershrinker zapped out.
Phoebe : Well, I don't care how small I am.
I've got butterflies to save.
Wanda : Phoebe, come back!
Keesha : Fly for your lives, butterflies!
Fly away! Fly for your...!
Wanda : Phoebe, What is it?
Tim : What happened?
Ralphie : Bog beast!
Ralphie : Okay, We've seen the bog beast.
Let's get out of here.
Frizzle : Not so fast, Ralphie.
Seen you're never seen a bog beast, how can you be sure this
is a bog beast?
Wanda : Huh, it looks more like a snake to me.
Then it's not a bog beast.
Arnold : It's just a ... snake?
Phoebe : Except it doesn't move like a snake.
It moves like a caterpillar.
Tim : Hey! It is a caterpillar.
Carlos : A caterpillar pretending to be a snake?
Gee, I remember when I was bigger than a caterpillar.
Everyone : Yikes!
Arnold : Bigger than a praying mantises too!
Dorothy Ann : Don't praying mantises eat caterpillars.
Tim : Not if they think ther're snakes?
Frizzle : Exactly, Tim! A delightfully deceitful deception!
Carlos : I get it! It's called tricking your tricking enemy by pretening
to be something you're not.
Keesha : I'd call it good acting.
Dorthy Ann : I'd called it a swallowtail caterpillar
Wanda : Hey, what if we call our team, the Walker Elementary School
swallowtail caterpillar?
Ralphie : Caterpillars? We'd get laughed out of the game.
Besides, if we don't get back soon, there won't be any game.
Frizzle : Caterpillars are tougher than you think, Ralphie.
They are survivors. They live by the rule.
Fool or be food.
Phoebe : And if it keeps fooling them, and keeps feeding itself.
Someday, it'll turn into a chrysalis.
And it'll turn into a big beautiful butterfly.
Janet : I see one, Liz.
Phoebe : Shoo, butterfly, shoo.
Come on, fly away!
Frizzle : Come along now, Phoebe.
Phoebe : Oh, it's not fair, Miss Frizzle.
Frizzle : Oh, I know. Janet doesn't stand a chance.
Phoebe : Huh?
Janet : This one's a real juicy one. Where did it go? Where is it?
Okay, wise guy. Where are you?
Phoebe : There it is. I think.
Wanda : Wow! What a disappearing act!
Tim : It's camouflage!
So you can't see against the log.
Frizzle : Oh, another illustrious illusion, Tim. As I always say, if they can't see you, they can't eat you. File in, Class.
Janet : So, there you are!
The bog beast is going to love you!
Phoebe : Oh, no! Janet's going to ctch that butterfly!
Janet : You're mine now, wimp!
Everyone : Swamp swim!
Phoebe : Yes! The butterfly got away!
Janet : A little mud can't stop us now.
Come on, Liz.
We can't catch a bog beast without a butterfly.
Arnold : Okay, that's it
I'm gonna unshrink us all right now, before jumbo Janet crushes us into pieces.
Arnold : What's that?
Frizzle : The dew dinger.
Everyone : The dew dinger?
Frizzle : Yes, the dew dinger dings, when the portershrinker is too wet to work.
Arnold : So we're stuck this size until...
Frizzle : Until the portershrinker dries out.
So, Arnold, start blowing.
Arnold : Why couldn't Janet shrink instead of me?
Life could be so much easier.
Carlos : Hurry, Arnold.
If we don't get bigger by game time, the other team won't have to crush us. The ball will!
Ralphie : This is all your fault, Phoebe.
You and your butterflies.
Maybe Janet was right.
Maybe you do want your old school to win the game.
Phoebe : I do not. And I'm not wrong about a butterfly.
It would make a great mascot.
Janet : For a place called Butterfly Bog, it;s not exactly bursting with...butterflies!
Janet : One, I only need one.
Go! I can't see! Get your hands off!
Arnold : Janet! I know that scream anywhere!
Phoebe : Come on. Let's go!
Bog beast!
Phoebe : Wow!
Cool!
Dorothy Ann : It's not a bog beast.
It's a seabird butterfly.
Wanda : So Ralphie, How does it feel to be the boy who cried bog beast.
Ralphie : Well, it... Just startled me with all its colors. That's all.
Phoebe : See? Even though butterflies are small and pretty, they are not wimps. They trick you, hide from you, even scare you.
That's how they stay alive.
Keesha : Sounds like the perfect mascot to me.
Arnold : All in favor of the Walker Elementary School Butterflies!
Ralphie : Never! I'll play for the other team before anyone calls me a butterfly! It's a...
Wanda : Yeah, We know, Ralphie, A bog beast.
Everyone : Bog beast
Phoebe : That's not a bog beast. And those eyes aren't real.
They just look like eyes to fool the enemy.
Frizzle : An insightful observation, Phoebe.
Dorthy Ann : And the ideal name, "buckeye".
Ralphie : You know, I'm beginning to think Phoebe's on to something.
Butterflies are new and exciting.
Tim : And they're tricky.
Wanda : And boy are they surprising!
Keesha : All the things we waant our soccer team to be.
Ralphie : Okay, Phoebe. You win.
Phoebe : Maybe there's more to butterflies than meets the eye.
Expecially they can scare tough guys like you, right?
Ralphie : Well, the Walker Elementary School Butterflies it is?
Phoebe : Let's take our team to the sky.
Everyone : Walker Elementary school Butterflies.
Frizzle : If you insist.
Everyone : Whoa!
Janet : The biggest, juiciest butterfly yet!
Frizzle : So, what do you think, class?
Wanda : Well, it certainly is a new sensation, all right.
Carlos : It's different.
Ralphie : It's surprising.
Everyone : It's Janet.
Wanda : Do something, Miss Frizzle!
Frizzle : Still wet!
Everyone : Oh, no!
Janet : This butterfly is not only a wimp, it's dingy.
Phoebe : Janet's gonna feed us to the bog beast.
Janet : You won't get away this time.
Keesha : She's gaining on us?
Wanda : What should we do?
What should we do?
What should we do?
Frizzle : Well, as I always say, " when you're a butterfly do as the butterflies do".
Phoebe : Wait a second.
Is there a button on this thing, that would make us blend in like the real butterflies do?
Frizzle : You might want to check the camouflage box.
Phoebe : Oh, no! Which button is it?
Wanda : Hurry, Phoebe.
Dorothy Ann : According to my research...
Frizzle : No time for research, Dorothy Ann.
Only time for getting messy, taking chances, and making mistakes!
Phoebe : With all 엳 respect, Miss Frizzle, here's hoping this isn't a mistake!
Jante : Hey! Where did it go? It just disappeared!
Ralphie : She's gonna see us!
Keesha : Everybody quiet!
Arnold : The portershrinker must be dry by now.
Come on! Come on! Make us big.
Tim : Arnold, Wait! If it's not dry, the dew dinger...
Janet : What was that?
Ah-ha!
Got ya!
Arnold : Oh, no! She's got us.
Tim : Just keep dring.
Ralphie : Think butterfly.
Think butterfly.
That's it. I'll surprise her with colors!
Red. More red. Yellow. More yellow!
Orange! MOre orange! Blue!
And now to trick her with eyespots!
Big, bigger, biggest!
Janet : At last, you're mine.
Phoebe : Not yet, Janet.
Everyone : Hit it, Phoebe.
Wanda : All right, Phoebe!
Way to go!
Wanda : Nice one.
Carlos : We're safe.
Frizzle : Now that deception got a real reception.
Keesha : Butterflies hide, trick, surprise... I guess they really can take care of themselves.
Arnold : What a field trip!
Everyone : Hurray!
Arnold : Gee, Janet, what happened to you?
Janet : You almost lost a cousin, Arnold.
It was a jump at the swamp or go head-to-head with a bog beast.
Phoebe : Oh, really?
Janet : Yeah, and you'll not gonna believe what it looked like.
Keesha : Was it anything like this butterfly?
Janet : That's it.
I cousin Janet, saw the bog beast and...
Did you say butterfly?
Phoebe : Uh-huh.
Janet : You mean, there's no such thing as a bog beast?
Frizzle : A bog beast can be abything that lives in the swamp, Janet.
And in this case, it turned out to be a butterfly.
Janet : Why a... I sort of knew that...
Yeah... if uh... Yeah.
Phoebe : Janet, you've got it.
The best possible mascot!
The bog Beast Butterfly!
Janet : Yeah! why not?
I guess we're both right.
Huh, Phoebe?
Frizzle : The score is tied.
Only 30 seconds remain.
The butterflies have the hall.
Phoebe is dribbling it toward the Bull dogs goal.
Janet : Bulldogs Bulldogs sleazy sleazy
We're gonna beat ya easy easy
Phoebe Phoebe break the tie
Be a winning butterfly.
Girl : Oh, my.
Phoebe : Oh, no! The Bulldogs steal the ball.
Janet : Come on, Phoebe. Get up!
Remember, butterflies are new and excting. And we never give up!
Frizzle : It looks bad for the Butter... wait, wait!
Keesha steals the ball back
Carlos kicks the ball to Tim.
Tim kicks the ball to Phoebe.
Time is running out.
5, 4, 3, 2....
Score!
The Butterflies win!
The Bog Beast Butterflies win!
Janet : Yes,
Keesha : Way to go, Phoebe!
Way to go, Janet!
Frizzle : As I always say, there's no surprise like butterflies.


Is this the Magic School Bus?
Is this the Magic School Bus?
Magic School Bus?
Magic School Bus?
Magic School Bus?
Magic School Bus?
Magic School Bus?
Magic School Bus?
Magic School Bus?
I want the Magic School Bus.
I want the Magic School Bus.
Voice : Hello? Hello?
Is this the Magic School Bus?
Producer : Yes, this is the producer speaking.
Voice : Well, I'm from GMM.
And I'm steamed.
Producer : GMM?
Voice : The Great Moth Majority.
I just saw your butterfly show.
And from what I saw, you don't seem to know that there are more different kinds of moths than butterflies.
Producer : I do know that.
But you didn't give them equal time.
We hardly had time to cover butterflies properly.
Voice : Well, moths and butterflies don't just have eyespots for surprise you know.
Producer : If you say so.
Voice : When a bird tries to catch a moth or a butterfly it goes for the eyes. And if it goes for the eyespots all it gets is a big full of wing.
Producer :Believe me, I'd put a moth on the show, if only I had catched one.
Voice : Catch one? That reminds me, Janet running around trying to catch a butterfly with a net was insensitive and inappropriate field study.
Producer : Yes, but that's Janet's character.
Insensitive and inappropriate.
Voice : That doesn't excuse improper behavior.
Moths and butterflies should be left alone.
Producer : You're right.
Voice : By the way, butterflies aren't only found in swamp.
You can find them almost anywhere.
Producer : Right again.
You can find them in the forest, the desert, the mountains...
and a shoe.
Voice : In a shoe?
I don't know about a shoe, but I do know, when the Great Moth Majority is done with, you'll probably be looking for another job.
Producer : Funny you should mention that.
I'm trying out for another job right now.
Voice : And what would that be?
Producer : Net-work producer.
Got ya!


































THE BOG BEAST


Tim : Bees! Bees! We want bees!
I say we choose avalanche.
Carlos : Hold it, everybody. Hold it.
It's just a science fair.
Wanda : Just a science fair?
Ralphie : Too bad we can't use last year's solar power juggling machine.
Carlos : Nice try, Ralph. But it doesn't fit with this year's theme,"Animals that live together".
Dorothy Ann : And I quote, from the entry from, " some animals live alone, but some live and work together in groups, called community."
Keesha : Watch your back, Heads up. Coming through.
Ralphie : I'm escorting an important visitor to our classroom.
Keesha : Make way for...
Frizzle : Hello, class.
Keesha : Miss Frizzle, you almost stepped on our visitor!
Frizzle : Oh, my!
Everyone : What visitor?
Keesha : My friend, the ant.
Look at her go. Isn't she amazing?
I wonder where she's headed.
Don't worry little ant.
Wherever you're going. I'll make sure you get there.
Carlos : No time for ant-ticks, Keesha.
We've got to pick a project for the science fair.
Frizzle : The passion of science.
Now Liz, do you have any idea where I put that camera?
Ah, there it is.
Keesha : Oh, no! My ant! Where's my ant?
Arnold : Keesha, your ant is eating my mellowblaster.
Keesha : So that's why she came in here?
She was looking for food!
Don't worry, little ant.
Arnold's more than happy to share his mellowblaster.
Carlos : Keesha, are you going to baby sit that ant all day or...
Keesha : Hey! Maybe we can do something about my and for the science fair.
Dorothy Ann : According to my research, where you find one ant, there's usually more.
Frizzle : That's right, Dorothy Ann.
Ants live together in nests.
Keesha : But what could we do with ants?
A mural? A model?
Hey!
Careful with that camera, Liz!
Phoebe : At my old school, lizards weren't allowed to make movies.
Keesha : That's it!
We'll make a movie!
She's a natural star. I can see it all now.
We'll call it, " Travel with my ant".
A movie about an ant?
You know something?
That's not a bad idea!
Keesha : No, it's a good idea. It's a great idea!
Everyone : Yes! Let's make a movie!
Carlos : I'll write it. I'll be all about an ant with a long nose called eleph-ant.
Keesha : Get it?
Phoebe : Carlos!
Phoebe : Can I help write it too?
You can write it together.
Wanda : What about us?
You can all be in it, and play ants.
What are my lines?
Carlos : Who's the star?
Keesha : My ant, of course.
Frizzle : If you're going to direct this movie, Keesha, you might need this.
Keesha : Me? Direct it? But I thought you...
Frizzle : It was your idea.
Keesha : Oh, wow.! Oh, boy! I'm the directors!
The whole film depends on em.
Frizzle : As I always say, " action"!
Arnold : How does she do that?
Carlos : Miss Frizzle! You could do the costumes!
Frizzle : Why, thank you, Carlos.
Keesha : Okay now, people.
This si...
Phoebe : Keesha.
Keesha : In a minute, Phoebe.
This is what I want you to do.
Keesha/Phoebe : Huh?
Keesha/Carlos : Follow that camera lizard.
Keesha : Great, Liz. A little tighter.
Ants! But which one's mine?
Wanda : Look at them all!
Where are they going?
Arnold : Uh, guys. Can we go back in now?
I just know it's gonna rain.
Keesha : Not until I find my ant, Arnold.
She's my star. And now I've lost her.
Dorothy Ann : According to my research, your star has been telling the other ants in its nest about Arnold's mellowblaster.
Frizzle : Excellent observation. Dorothy Ann.
Ants don't actually talk to each other, but they do communicate.
Ralphie : I got it! It's a western!
Starring an ant that rounds up food, see?
And then tells the rest of the ants where it is.
Carlos : That's good, Ralphie. That's good.
We'll call it. " Food-Dude".
Ralphie : Excellent,Carlos.
Frizzle : An ant whose job is to find food is a forager ant.
Food dude is a wonderful name for Kee³ð¡®s ant.
Arnold : Miss Frizzle, are we going on a field trip?
Frizzle : Very observ-ant, Arnold.
Carlos : Observ-ant, I like it. I like it a lot.
Keesha : Is that her? Is that my ant?
Phoebe : I don't think so, Keesha.
Frizzle : Director to bus, please, Director to bus.
Keesha : Oh, bad,
Oh, bad, bad, bad, bad
Miss Frizzle, we've lost her.
We've lost star.
I can do a movie with a star.
Frizzle : Right you are, Keesha.
She's one in a million.
Seatbelts, everyone.
Here we go.
Arnold : Again?
Ralphie : We're shrinking.
I feel like we're on the inside of a mini mellowblaster.
Ralphie : We are!
Wanda : Hey, we are being foraged.
I thought we were going to play ants.
Not food!
Arnold : I knew I should have stayed home today.
Ralphie : Join the potato chip.
Being foraged dead ahead.
Phoebe : So Keesha, is the movie going to star forager ant.
Arnold : And we going to costar as food?
Keesha : Miss Frizzle, I'm really sorry, but I don't think this movie should star a forager ant.
Phoebe : Got that, Carlos? Not about a forager ant.
Carlos : Why not? That's what your ant is.
Keesha : I know, Carlos. But I've been thinking.
I want more drama. Move excitement.
Arnold : I wish you hadn't said that.
Keesha : Where are we?
In ant hill.
Miss Frizzle, we're on location.
This is perfect.
We'll meet the ants.
Up close and personal.
Wow, I'll find my star.
Keesha : Okay, people.
This movie is my responsibility.
So, I'll check out the Ant Hill and then tell you what to do next.
Come on, Liz.
Help!
Carlos : Good opening sequence, Keesha.
It really grabbed me.
Did you get it, Liz?
Keesha : What's with those gigantic ants?
Who let them on the set?
Frizzle : We're on location, Keesha.
Remember?
Keesha : They look like they're guarding the nest or something.
Don't the, Carlos.
Ralphie : Cool! Keesha, the movie could star a guard ant!
Keesha : I don't know, Ralphie.
Carlos : Come on, Keesha. We can call it the " Guard Father".
Ralphie : Perfect for the wide screen with stereo sound and...
Frizzle : And smell-o-vision.
Keesha : Smell-o-vision?
Frizzle : Guard ants use their antennae to smell if we're friend or foe.
Tim : They're smelling us.
Frizzle : Precisely, Tim.
Ants don't understand words, but they do understand smells.
They're checking to see if we smell like them.
Carlos : Yeah, they want to know if we're wearing the same...
Deodor-ant.
Everyone : Carlos.
Carlos : No, no. It's a great joke.
It's going in.
Keesha : Ants don't wear deodorant, Carlos.
Frizzle : But their bodies do make scented chemicals called" Pheromones".
Phoebe : Pheromones?
Frizzle : Pheromones!
Arnold : Hey, it tickles!
What is this stuff?
Frizzle : Well, class. Now we truly smell like these ants.
Ralphie : We do?
Frizzle : Yes. And now guard ants will let us into the nest.
As I always say, when visiting a nest, smell like the rest.
Ralphie : I smell like an ant.
Just what I always wanted.
Frizzle : Really, Ralphie? Me, too!
Ralphie : Oh, boy.
Frizzle : One good smell deserves another.
Phoebe : Excuse me.
Ralphie : That tickles.
Wanda : Cool.
Keesha : Come on, Liz. We've got to get in there and find our star.
Phoebe : Wait for us.
Carlos : Okay, Phoebe, What do we have so far?
Well, this movie is not about a forager ant or a guard ant.
Carlos : So what is it about, Keesha?
We can't write the script without a star.
Keesha : Let me think.
Phoebe : Don't worry, everybody!
It's all part of the creative precess.
She's thinking of a star.
Tim : Hey! Check it out.
Wow!
Ralphie : Where are they going?
Man, it must be rush hour?
Wanda : Look, Keesha. I cast a thousand.
Keesha : Okay, places everyone.
Wanda : Where do we want us, Keesha?
Dorothy Ann : What about make-up, Keesha?
I don't want anything like these ants.
Carlos : And what's the plot, Keesha?
Who¡®s the star?
Keesha : I'm working on it! I'm working on it!
Who knew so many ants would audition?
Phoebe : Um, Keesha, maybe it would help if we worked with the ants.
Got to know them better.
Arnold : We're not going inside an ant, are we?
Frizzle : No, Arnold. But Phoebe's right.
Understanding begins with obserbvation.
Keesha : Good idea, Phoebe. Method acting.
I love it.
Okay, everyone.
See the ant, feel the ant.
Be the ant. Action!
Dorothy Ann : This ant is rubbing its head.
Phoebe : And this one is leaking itself.
Wanda : That's it, Arnold. Be the ant.
Aarnold : But I did this today already... in the shower.
Tim : Hey, maybe the ants are cleaning themselves.
Frizzle : Tim, your logic is spotless.
Ralphie : Yuck. These two are kissing!
Carlos : Keesha, I've got it. The movie's a romance!
Get it? Rom-ants!
Dorothy Ann : Carlos!
Thest ants aren't kissing at all.
Tim : Yeah! It looks that ant is giving the other ant something.
Arnold : Oh, sure. Give it back to me after you've chew it.
Wanda : What is it?
Arnold : Mellowblaster.
I recognize it in any form.
Dorothy Ann : So those ants are passing food around!
Carlos : Cool!
A food-passing ant would make a great star.
Think of the story.
Keesha : I have, Carlos.
And it doesn't work.
Oneday, an ant passed food to another ant.
It just doesn't feel complete somehow.
Phoebe : Forget that one.
Carlos : Come on, Keesha.
We need a star. Hey, this star could be the president.
Get it? The presid-ant?
Dorothy Ann : Carlos!
Phoebe : Stop!
Keesha : I know we need the star, Carlos.
I just haven't seen the right ant?
Frizzle : Everyone, stay with your partner!
Wanda/Ralphie : Help!
Arnold : Not so fast!
Keesha : Keep shooting, Liz.
Tim : After those ants, people!
Keesha : It's a great trace scene!
Tim : Wait a minute. What's in here?
Keesha : And trace scene, take one!
Hey!
Where are you guys going?
What are they carrying?
Dorothy Ann : They're like little worms!
Keesha : Cut! Cut! Cut!
No worms!
This movie is about an ant!
Arnold : Why do you keep giving things to me?
Do I look like an ant?
Dorothy Ann : I don't know, Arnold.
But you look like you're holding a baby.
Phoebe : Maybe it is a baby!
A baby ant!
Frizzle : Well done, Phoebe.
They're baby ants, all right.
When they hatch from eggs, they are called larvae.
Carlos : That's it! "Larvae, the beginning".
Keesha : But, whoever heard of a movie about larvae?
Carlos : I don't know, Keesha, I think it has potentia!
Phoebe : I think it's cute.
Keesha : But all they do is wiggle!
There's no drame, no action!
Dorothy Ann : See, ants are moving the larvae around.
How's that for action?
Wanda : And why are they moving them?
How's that for mystery?
Tim : Hey! I bet they're trying to keep the larvae warm!
Frizzle : Exactly, Tim.
Nurse ants move the young around the nest to keep them the right temperature.
Arnold : My aunt's a nurse.
Carlos : I've got it!
I've got it!
We could call it, ": Flore-ants Nightingale".
Keesha : Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut! Cut!
Carlos : Now what, Keesha?
Keesha : It's a really good idea and everything, but somehow it isn't enough.
Where's the danger?
The intrigue?
Wanda : Hey! What are those things?
Keesha : Hey! Wait! Wait! I didn't say action!
People, People! What are you doing?
Frizzle : Pupae. The larvae make cocoons called pupae.
Keesha : Come on, pupae.
I mean, people. Look at it!
Do you really want to make a movie starring a pupae?
Frizzle : Pupa, actually.
Only one is called pupa.
Pupae is plural.
Pupae, pupa, whatever.
Carlos : Pretty exciting story, if you ask me.
It would make a great docum-ant-ary.
Keesha : Documentary? No way, Carlos!
Mr. cut's class did a documentary last year on cows, remember?
Phoebe : Just to keep you up to date, Keesha, we're not doing a movie about a forager ant, a guard ant, a nurse ant, a larva, or a pupa.
Carlos : Keesha, there aren't any ants left.
Phoebe : Well then, how about an egg?
Keesha : Oh, no! An egg! That's even worse!
Phoebe : Miss Frizzle, Where do ant eggs come from, anyway?
Frizzle : Oh, good guestion, Phoebe.
Frizzle : The eggs came from the queen.
Phoebe : Th queen?
Keesha : Miss Frizzle, you're a genius!
Carlos! The queen is the prefect star!
Think of the story of royal exclusive!
Carlos : You're right! It's gold!
Come on! What are we waiting for?
Let's go!
Tim : Which way?
Keesha : Um...
Phoebe : It's the creative process again.
Keesha : That's way.
Phoebe : Excuse me, Miss Director.
Is water supposed to be coming through the walls like that?
Frizzle : After the tunnel caves in, you'll see some of the most amazing ant activity yet.
Arnold : Did you say, "after the tunnel caves in?"
Frizzle : All right, class. Duck in cover!
Keesha : And cut! Okay, people.
Don't panic.
I'll have you out of here and I...
Ralphie : Look at these ants go!
Frizzle : The rain made the nest cave in.
Tim : And they're repairing it like construction workers.
Frizzle : Right, Tim. That's their job.
They're builder ants.
Tim : Wow! Keesha! Keesha!
We've got to do this movie about a builder ant.
Look at the action! The drama!
The excitement!
Keesha : Yeah! but which builder ant, Tim?
Tim : Well, just pick one.
Keesha : The queen is sthe star.
You know why?
Because there is only one.
Tim : But...
Keesha : Trust me on this.
I'm the Director, remember?
To the queen!
Phoebe : This must be it, Keesha.
Are you excited?
Keesha : You bet, Phoebe.
This movie is going to have everything.
Action, drame, excitement, and most of all, a real star!
Frizzle : Quick! Quick! Go agead and bow to the queen.
Carlos : Ask her who her agent is.
The queen is very inport-ant.
Ralphie : Maybe so, but where is she?
Frizzle : Why, there she is. The biggest one!
Isn't she wonderful?
Phoebe : That's the queen?
Everyone : That's the queen.
Wanda : But she's not doing anything.
Arnold : My kind of job!
Keesha : Of course she is. She's doing a lot.
Isn't she, Miss Frizzle?
Frizzle : Absolutely, Keesha.
The queen is the only one who lays the eggs.
Carlos : The queen laid an egg. The end.
Ralphie : Not much of a movie, Keesha.
Keesha : Sure it is. We start in closing in the queen.
Then we pull back, and we...
then we....
Carlos : No way, Keesha.
This may be the queen, but she's no star.
Phoebe : So?
What is it about, Keesha?
Keesha : Nothing!
I give up!
Oh, great! It's still raining.
It figures!
NO, thank you. I'd rather walk.
I deserve to get wet.
Oh, bad.
Oh, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad.
What made me think I could direc a movie?
I've wrecked the science fair for everyone.
Phoebe : Keesha?
Keesha : Too bad I'm such a rotten director.
Phoebe : But you're not!
Keesha : I am! I almost wiped out my whole class!
And there's still no movie, no story, no star!
Phoebe : But what about the queen?
Keesha : What kind of star just sits there and lays eggs?
Phoebe : But if it wheren't for her eggs, there wouldn't be any ants.
Keesha : So?
If i8t weren't for the ants that brought her food, there wouldn't be any queen.
Phoebe : I see what you mean.
Keesha : And if it weren't for the forager ant, there wouldn't be any food for anybody.
Phoebe : And if it weren't for the builder ants, there wouldn't be a nest.
Keesha : And if it weren't for the guard ants, the nest would be attacked.
Phoebe : Yeah, there isn't only one star.
More like they all are.
Keesha : Phoebe, that's it!
It's really about all the ants.
Phoebe : All the ants!
And how they work together!
Keesha, you're right!
Keesha : Of course I'm right.
I'm the director. Come on.
Keesha : Hey, where's everyone going?
We've got a movie to make about ants.
Carlos : Without a star? Forget it.
Keesha : I said ants. Not ant.
There isn't one star in And Hill.
All the ants are star.
Yeah! Every ant has a job to keep the nest going, just like we each have a job to do to make this movie.
Arnold : Forget the movie.
Mud slide!
Keesha : Hey! What about the ants?
Frizzle : As I always say, action!
Keesha : Thanks, Miss Frizzle.
We've got to save the ants!
Everyone : How?
Keesha : The magnifying glass!
We'll block the entrance!
Wanda, Ralphie, Carlos, Phoebe, grab that end.
DA, Arnold, Tim, Miss Frizzle, And lift!
Carlos : Keesha, it's great! A survival movie!
Keesha : Yeah, and we''ll call it, " A river almost drowned through it".
Finally, the nest was saved, the rain stopped, and the sun came out.
Everyone : The end!
Student : That was amazing.
How did you do it?
Frizzle : I didn't do a thing.
It was Keesha's idea.
Keesha : Yes, but I couldn't have done it without... Phoebe.
Phoebe : And I couldn't have done it without... Arnold.
Arnold : And I couldn't have done it without Dorothy Ann.
Dorothy Ann : And I couldn't have done it without Carlos.
Carlos : And I couldn't have done it without Wanda.
Her part was truly signific-ant
Get it?
Wanda : Carlos!
And I couldn't have done it without Tim.
Tim : And I couldn't have done it without Ralphie.
Ralphie : And I couldn't have done it without Miss Frizzle.
Frizzle : And I couldn't have done it without the school bus.
Keesha : But none of couldn't have done it without the inspairation of...the ants.
Frizzle : As I always say, it's easy if you've got tal-ant(talent).
Everyone : Oh, Miss Frizzle.


Is this the Magic School Bus?
Is this the Magic School Bus?
Magic School Bus
Magic School Bus
Magic School Bus
Magic School Bus
Magic School Bus
Magic School Bus
I want the Magic School Bus
I want the Magic School Bus


Producer1 : Okay, Liz.
I promise I'll everyone know how much work you did on that movie.
Producer2 : Just let me take this call, okay?
Hello?
Voice : Hi, you work on the Magic School Bus show, right?
Producer2 : You bet, I'm the producer.
Uh... one of them.
Voice : I know for a fact, there are thousands of ants in an ant colony.
But in your show, I only counted 137.
Producer2 : Well, I guess you must be an account-ant.
Get it?
Voice : Oh, boy. Now I know who's responsible for all those terrible puns.
Producer1 : Well, actually you're right.
There are thousands of ants in one colony, but we couldn't afford to hire that many extras.
Voice : And there are also thousands of different species of ants.
You only showed one kind of ants.
Producer2 : Right again.
There are about the thousand different kinds of ants.
More than all the other social insects put together.
Voice : And you didn't say a athing about the fact that all the ants we saw were female.
Producer1 : Yes, we feel quite repent-ant about that.
producer2 : Yeah, almost every ant in a colony is female.
The only thing the few males do is mate with the queen.
Anything else?
Voice : Yes, ants use pheromones for more than telling friend from foe.
It's how they communicate where food is.
The nest needs repairing.
They smell pheromones like we hear words.
Producer1 : You know, kid, I have to say you're pretty darn smart.
Voice : Actually, I'm brilli-ant.
Got ya!
Producer2 : One more call and that's it, I promise.
Hello! Magic School Bus.
Voice : This is the Oscar Awards Committee returning your call.
Producer2 : Yes, I just had a question about the rules.
In the category of best camera work,is it possible to nominate a... a lizard?