My Club Rules/Transcript

MUFFY: That's that. You know, We could use some real rules for this club.

Yeah, Like Buster can't eat all the snacks.

(chokes) And we need to collect some dues to fix up this place.

Dues? Like money?

ARTHUR: "Fix up"? What's wrong with it? I like it like this.

Ew, filth! We need new linoleum. A dollar a week should do it.

A dollar a week each?!

Hey, I'm not made of money, you know, I'm made of fur!

I don't see why not.

BINKY: I wouldn't give you two cents if you paid me!

If you don't pay, you're not in the club.

But Muffy, I only get 50 cents a week allowance!

I'll pay for you, Francine. But nobody else!

We can't charge a dollar! This tree house has always been free!

Fine. We don't need this shack! We'll have our own clubhouse with computer games and everything!

It's only for people who can afford it.

Imagine paying a dollar a week to use this crummy old place.

If you think it's so crummy, you can go, too!

You want me to go? Okay! They'll have computer games.