I'd Rather Read It Myself/Transcript

Timmy: Spanky was so brave. Tommy: He was the best bird. Arthur: Tommy, Timmy, your grandmother's here. Tibbles: Aw! Rats! Arthur: D.W., what did you do to them? Tommy: She read to us from the best book ever! D.W.: Um... I'll go open the door. Arthur: She read to you? D.W.? Timmy: From one of your books. Can we borrow it? She didn't finish. Arthur: Yeah, sure. Tommy: Bye, D.W.! D.W.: Wait! The book! Timmy: Arthur said we could borrow it. Tommy: Grandma, you must read this book to us tonight. It's great! Arthur: They'll gotta find out that you can't really read, D.W. D.W.: So? It kept them quiet and for one day I could do something they couldn't. Tommy: That's where D.W. stopped reading. Mrs. Tibble: "Leonardo da Vinci worked hard..." Timmy: What?

Tommy: Who's Lemon-yellow da Vintage? Timmy: Read it right, Grandma. Agent B.W. was with the president. Huh? This book is about Leonardo da Vinci. Hey, are you thinking what I'm thinking? Tommy: Yeah, it's a magic book! Every time you read it, it's a different story! Timmy: Exactly! We'll never need another book ever! Mrs. Tibble: "Leonardo da Vinci worked hard to invent a flying machine..." Tommy: Wait till I read like D.W. Timmy: Me, too!