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Mr. Men and Little Miss: The Mr. Men, The Mr. Men, The Mr. Men, The Mr. Men!

(Scene swaps to Mr. Tickle tickling lots of Mr. Men and Little Misses and goes all the way to Mr. Bump and Miss Whoops on a plane and tickles Miss Whoops causing Mr. Bump to fall into the "O" in the logo)

Mr. Bump: The Mr. Men Show!

(A big green screen comes up with "Picnics" written on it with a grassy area, a deer, a log, and who created the episode underneath)

(The episode begins at Dillydale Park where a squirrel is scampering passed the gate before looking at the viewers and scampering off)

Birds (in the background): (chirping)

Narrator: Ah, the picnic!

(Little Miss Chatterbox and Mr. Nervous are shown on a picnic. Little Miss Chatterbox is eating a sandwich and enjoying herself while Mr. Nervous is nervous and tense as usual)

Narrator: Whether you're in the park...

(A squirrel scurries down a tree Mr. Nervous is sitting under)

Squirrel: (chatters)

Mr. Nervous: (screams)

(Mr. Nervous runs away. The squirrel takes the strawberry Mr. Nervous was holding before he ran away. The camera pans over to Mr. Lazy. Mr. Lazy is resting on a hammock about to enjoy a peach. He has a bagged lunch and juice box underneath him)

Narrator: Or your own garden...

(Mr. Lazy takes a bite from his peach. Juice squirts out of the peach from both sides of the fruit. The squirrel returns carrying an umbrella and steals the rest of Mr. Lazy's bagged lunch. The squirrel scurries up the tree with Mr. Lazy's lunch)

Narrator: All that matters...

(The camera pans over to Mr. Grumpy, who is enjoying his picnic lunch. Mr. Grumpy is eating an ear of corm with the squirrel scurrying up in the trees. The squirrel is unseen but the falling leaves give them away)

Narrator: Is that you are enjoying your meal outside...

(Mr. Grumpy is his on the head with an orange. Mr. Grumpy looks up to see the squirrel in the tree with Mr. Lazy's lunch)

Squirrel: (chatters with laughter)

Narrator: With nature all around.

(Mr. Grumpy becomes visibly annoyed and the squirrel throws a deviled egg at Mr. Grumpy's nose)

Narrator: In some cases, too much nature.

(The camera pans past a tree and the scene transitions to a rainy day over at Mr. Fussy and Mr. Messy's duplex. Mr. Stubborn is heading to Mr. Fussy's side of the duplex holding a folding chair)

Narrator: Of course, picnics are best enjoyed on a warm, sunny day.

(Mr. Stubborn puts the folding chair against the house and knocks on the front door of Mr. Fussy's house)

Narrator: Not a day like this one.

(Mr. Fussy opens the door and sees Mr. Stubborn outside. Mr. Fussy is holding a radio)

Mr. Fussy: Oh! Mr. Stubborn!

Mr. Stubborn: Good morning, Mr. Fussy! Did you forget that we are going on a picnic today?

Mr. Fussy: Of course not. But I assumed that the picnic was cancelled.

Mr. Stubborn: Why?

Mr. Fussy: Because of this dreadful weather.

Mr. Stubborn: This? This is a gentle summer breeze.

(Suddenly, a tree collapses and smashes one of Mr. Fussy's garden gnomes. The remains of the gnome bounce past Mr. Stubborn and Mr. Fussy)

Mr. Stubborn: That gnome...is CHEAP!!

(The remains of the gnome are heard shattering offscreen)

Mr. Happy (over the radio): Hold on to your hats out there, friends! 'Cause a storm is heading to Dillydale!

Mr. Fussy: You see?

Mr. Stubborn: We are not cancelling our picnic!

Mr. Happy (over the radio): So, don't even think about going on a picnic in this weather! (laughs)

(Mr. Stubborn takes Mr. Fussy's radio from him)

Mr. Stubborn: (grunts)

(Mr. Stubborn throws Mr. Fussy's radio off to the side and it gets crushed by another falling tree. He then takes Mr. Fussy's picnic basket from inside)

Mr. Stubborn: I see that you've already packed our lunch.

Mr. Fussy: Yes, but that was before I heard the weather forecast.

Mr. Stubborn: When are you going to learn? Weather people are wrong! Let's go.

(Mr. Stubborn walks off to the beach with his beach chair and the food)

Mr. Fussy: (sigh)

(Discouraged, Mr. Fussy takes his beach towel and umbrella and follows Mr. Stubborn. Soon, the two arrive at the beach for their picnic but the weather seems to have gotten worse by the time they have arrived)

Mr. Stubborn: Thank goodness we beat the crowds.

Mr. Fussy: I really don't think it's wise to be on the beach during a storm!

(Mr. Stubborn unfolds his beach chair)

Mr. Stubborn: This is not a storm! Storms have wind, and rain, and thunder!

(Thunder is heard booming in the background)

Mr. Stubborn: This is just a merry little breeze!

(The wind picks up and blows Mr. Stubborn's beach chair away. It hits Mr. Fussy in the face and Mr. Fussy's towel is blown away as well. The picnic basket is almost blown away but Mr. Fussy grabs it at the last second)

Mr. Fussy: I wish this merry little breeze would go away! So I can open this umbrella.

(Mr. Fussy opens his umbrella but is carried away in the wind with it)

Mr. Fussy: WOOOAAAHHH!!!

Mr. Stubborn: We don't need that thing anyway. There's no sun.

Mr. Fussy (offscreen): (screams)

(Mr. Fussy then falls back down to the ground with his broken beach umbrella)

Mr. Fussy: Oof! There usually isn't sun in a storm!

Mr. Stubborn: For the last time, there's no storm! More like a tiny fairy's breath blowing down our necks.

(Thunder crashes and lightning flashes)

Mr. Fussy: Oh! Did you hear that thunder?

Mr. Stubborn: That is my stomach growling! I'm hungry! Did you make sandwiches?

(Mr. Fussy takes two sandwiches out of the picnic basket)

Mr. Fussy: Of course I made sandwiches.

(Mr. Fussy hands Mr. Stubborn a sandwich. The wind picks up and sand starts blowing all over the beach)

Mr. Fussy: What kind of picnic would it be without-

(Sand gets in Mr. Fussy's sandwich and Mr. Fussy winds up with a mouthful of sand)

Mr. Fussy: (gags and spits out sand)

(Mr. Stubborn takes a bite out his egg salad sandwich)

Mr. Fussy: Sand, in my sandwiches!

Mr. Stubborn: Quit whining!

(The winds get stronger and sand covers the screen. Leaving only Mr. Stubborn and Mr. Fussy's silhouettes visible)

Mr. Stubborn: Please pass the carrot sticks.

(Mr. Fussy pinches Mr. Stubborn's foot by mistake)

Mr. Stubborn: OW!! That is my foot! I said carrot sticks!!

Mr. Fussy: How do you expect me to pass the carrot sticks when I can't even see in this wretched sandstorm?

(The wind dies down and Mr. Fussy and Mr. Stubborn become visible again)

Mr. Stubborn: THIS IS NOT A STORM!!

(A palm tree falls in between Mr. Stubborn and Mr. Fussy)

Mr. Fussy: Oh! THAT TREE ALMOST HIT US! We must go at once!

Mr. Stubborn: Why would we go?!

(Mr. Stubborn places his sandwich on the tree trunk)

Mr. Stubborn: Now we have a table! Where's my pudding?

(No longer able to tolerate Mr. Stubborn, Mr. Fussy grabs the entire picnic basket)

Mr. Fussy: Here! EAT!!

(Mr. Fussy dumps all the food (bananas, apples, and juice boxes) out of the picnic basket and the basket is blown away by the wind)

Mr. Stubborn: Don't hurry me!

(A palm tree leaf flies onto the back of Mr. Stubborn and flaps around a bit before getting caught in the wind and blowing away)

Mr. Stubborn: I am trying to enjoy my picnic!

(Mr. Fussy is shown hanging onto a palm tree for dear life so he doesn't get blown away by the wind)

Mr. Fussy: Mr. Stubborn! We need to get off the beach!

Mr. Stubborn: And give up this prime picnic spot to someone else?

(A giant wave forms in the ocean and begins to collapse onto the beach)

Mr. Stubborn: Ha! No way!

(The wave crashes onto the beach. Soaking Mr. Fussy and Mr. Stubborn. Upon recovering, Mr. Fussy picks himself up and notices a sea star on his face)

Mr. Fussy: (spits and coughs)

(Mr. Fussy removes the sea star from his face when he notices an orca sitting with Mr. Stubborn)

Mr. Fussy: (screams)

(The orca squirts water out of their blowhole and the spray pushes Mr. Fussy away)

Mr. Fussy: (screams)

(Mr. Stubborn notices the orca and turns away to protect his sandwich)

Mr. Stubborn: Humph! I am not sharing my sandwiches!

(Mr. Small floats down on an umbrella and tips his hat. This transitions the scene to the first bumper. Mr. Bump is shown having a picnic near an anthill. Mr. Bump takes a plate out of his picnic basket and sits down on his picnic blanket. On the plate is corn on the cob. Mr. Bump sets the plate down on the blanket and rubs his hands together in anticipation. Suddenly, a trail of six ants appear also wanting the ear of corn)

Ants: (chirping)

(To make it so the ants don't take his corn, Mr. Bump grabs the corn and prepares to eat it. Mr. Bump licks his lips in anticipation and prepares to take a bite. The ants, however, are clever. The ants climb onto Mr. Bump and take apart the corn ear by ear. The ants deliver the corn to their anthill and leave behind a baffled Mr. Bump and his cleaned-off corn on the cob. The next scene begins. Mr. Quiet is shown hiking through the woods with a walking stick and carrying a picnic basket when he stops at a log to have some lunch)

Narrator: Some people, like Mr. Quiet, prefer to picnic all by themselves.

(Mr. Quiet puts his picnic basket and walking stick down leaning on the log)

Mr. Quiet: (humming)

(Mr. Quiet sits on the log and takes out a thermos from his picnic basket)

Narrator: Quietly.

(Mr. Quiet pours a hot drink out of his thermos into the thermos' lid and prepares to drink it. Suddenly, Mr. Messy shows up wearing a backpack on his back and a skunk on his head like it is a coonskin hat. Mr. Quiet is startled upon hearing Mr. Messy)

Mr. Messy: This is the perfect place for a picnic!

Mr. Quiet: Oh!

(Mr. Messy puts his backpack down next to the log and sits down. Mr. Messy takes the skunk off his head upon sitting down)

Mr. Messy: Mind if I join you, Mr. Quiet?

Mr. Quiet: Actually Mr. Messy, I'm kind of used to being...

(The skunk pokes their head up and looks at Mr. Quiet)

Mr. Quiet: Oh!

(The skunk scurries away)

Mr. Quiet: Alone!

Mr. Messy: Don't worry. I brought me own food.

(Mr. Messy dumps out an apple core, a dented soda can, a bar of chocolate, a dirty sock, some bananas, and a moldy sandwich out of his backpack and onto the ground. Once the backpack is empty, Mr. Messy tosses it away)

Mr. Messy: I've been walking for hours in that hot sun!

(Mr. Messy picks up the moldy sandwich off the ground)

Mr. Messy: Tuna sandwich? Or would you prefer the sandwich in my sock?

Mr. Quiet: Oh!

(Mr. Messy picks up a sock)

Mr. Quiet: No, not really. You know, I'm not into...um...you know...sandwiches per se.

Mr. Messy: The sock sandwich it is!

(Mr. Messy takes the sandwich out of the sock gives it to Mr. Quiet. The sock sandwich gives off a putrid odor)

Mr. Messy (offscreen): There you go.

Mr. Quiet: Oh no! (gags)

(Mr. Messy is shown eating the other sandwich)

Mr. Quiet (offscreen): (gags)

Mr. Messy: Mmm-mmm!

(Mr. Quiet throws the sock sandwich away. An elk walks by from behind the trees and sniffs the sock sandwich. The smell is so bad that the elk's antler's wilt. The camera pans back over to Mr. Messy and Mr. Quiet just as Mr. Messy is finishing up his sandwich)

Mr. Quiet: Shoo, elk! Shoo!

Mr. Messy: You say something, Mr. Quiet? (burps)

(Mr. Messy sees something inside of Mr. Quiet's picnic basket. Mr. Messy jumps up towards the picnic basket and accidentally knocks Mr. Quiet into the creek that's behind the log)

Mr. Messy: Shazam!

Mr. Quiet: Woah!

(Mr. Messy takes some quiche out of Mr. Quiet's picnic basket)

Mr. Messy: Is that quiche?

(Mr. Quiet grabs the log and pulls himself out of the creek)

Mr. Quiet: (moans)

(Mr. Quiet soon hears rustling)

Mr. Quiet: Ah! What now?

(Mr. Noisy stomps over to the picnic area. Mr. Noisy is carrying a backpack on his back and is reading a map. Upon lowering the map, he smiles upon seeing Mr. Quiet and Mr. Messy)

Mr. Noisy: I thought I was lost! But not anymore!

Mr. Quiet: Oh no!

Mr. Messy: Hiya, Mr. Noisy!

Mr. Noisy: Great to see you fellas! Mind if I join ya?

Mr. Quiet: Yes! I do!

Mr. Messy: Be our guest!

(Mr. Noisy sits down on his map and takes out a bag full of celery stocks out of his backpack)

Mr. Noisy: Would you like a stock of my celery?

(Mr. Noisy takes a big bite from one of his celery stocks. The chomp is so loud that several birds are seen flying out of the forest)

Birds: (squawking)

(Mr. Quiet is shown covering his ears because of the loud chomp. A bird's nest lands on Mr. Quiet's head)

Mr. Quiet: (groans)

(The Giant Dillydale Owl shows up and taps on Mr. Quiet's shoulder)

Mr. Quiet: Huh?

(Mr. Quiet turns around to see the Giant Dillydale Owl)

Mr. Quiet: Wh-what?! A giant owl?

(The Giant Dillydale Owl takes the bird's nest off Mr. Quiet's head and walks away)

Mr. Quiet: Oh, what next?

Mr. Noisy: This is the best picnic ever!

(Mr. Noisy takes a boombox out of his backpack)

Mr. Noisy: Care to boogie, Mr. Quiet?

(Mr. Messy pushes a button on the boombox and "Dillydale Dance Floor" by Mr. Bump starts playing)

Mr. Bump (on the boombox): 🎵The beat is hot and this is the spot🎵

(Mr. Messy and Mr. Noisy start dancing)

Mr. Quiet (overlap): Let me think. No, I would not care to boogie.

Mr. Bump (on the boombox & overlap): 🎵Come on and get down on the Dillydale Dance Floor🎵

Mr. Messy: Come on, Mr. Quiet!

Mr. Bump (on the boombox): 🎵Don't be a chump and sit like a lump🎵

Mr. Messy: Get up and get down!

Mr. Bump (on the boombox): 🎵Come on and get down on the Dillydale Dance Floor🎵

Mr. Quiet: No. Happy where I am.

(Mr. Noisy pops back over to the boombox)

Mr. Bump (on the boombox):🎵You know you wanna, but you 🎵

Mr. Noisy: Let's rock this picnic!

Mr. Bump and Mr. Messy (on the boombox):🎵Can't move your feet🎵

(Mr. Noisy turns up the volume)

Mr. Noisy: Super!

(Mr. Messy and Mr. Noisy resume dancing while Mr. Quiet just sits on the log very upset over his quiet picnic being ruined)

Mr. Bump (on the boombox): 🎵You wanna get down with the get down but you 🎵

Mr. Bump and Mr. Messy (on the boombox):🎵Can't find the beat🎵

Mr. Quiet: (moans)

(A record scratch sound effect is heard. The music stops, Mr. Noisy and Mr. Messy stop dancing, and Mr. Noisy, Mr. Quiet, and Mr. Messy look up. The camera zooms out to reveal that the skunk, elk and Giant Dillydale Owl have turned off the boombox and are very angry at Mr. Noisy and Mr. Messy)

Mr. Messy and Mr. Noisy: (screams)

Mr. Quiet: (groans)

(Mr. Quiet covers his ears. Mr. Messy and Mr. Noisy run away as the animals chase after them)

Mr. Quiet: Oh! Oh! Oh.

(Mr. Quiet watches the events unfold. When Mr. Messy, Mr. Noisy, and the animals are gone, Mr. Quiet relaxes by doing some deep breathing)

Mr. Quiet: (sighs)

(Mr. Quiet grabs his thermos and pours more of his hot drink out of his thermos into the thermos' lid and prepares to drink it. Suddenly, a squirrel pops out of the picnic basket)

Mr. Quiet: (yelps)

Squirrel: (chatters)

(Mr. Quiet accidentally spills his hot drink on his head)

Mr. Quiet: (sighs)

(The screen fades to the next bumper. Mr. Bump is shown having a picnic near an anthill. Mr. Bump takes a plate out of his picnic basket and sits down on his picnic blanket. On the plate is a beanburger. Mr. Bump sets the plate down on the blanket and rubs his hands together in anticipation. Suddenly, a trail of six ants appear also wanting the beanburger)

Ants: (chirping)

(To make it so the ants don't take his beanburger, Mr. Bump lifts the plate holding the beanburger high out of the ants reach. Mr. Bump laughs inaudibly thinking that he outsmarted the ants. The ants, however, are clever and strong. The ants grab a rock that was nearby and, by forming a chain, they throw the rock at the beanburger. The beanburger is knocked off the plate and take the beanburger to their anthill and leave behind a baffled Mr. Bump. The scene transitions to the next scene. Mr. Grumpy, Little Miss Scary, and Mr. Happy are arriving somewhere unknown. The three of them are, at first, only seen from the waist down)

Narrator: Mr. Grumpy, Miss Scary, and Mr. Happy...

(Mr. Happy, Little Miss Scary, and Mr. Grumpy line up in a straight line and the camera zooms out to show them fully as well as pan to the left to show them each individually)

Narrator: Are the winners of the "Have a Picnic with Miss Daredevil" contest.

(Mr. Happy proudly smiles to the viewers, Little Miss Scary rubs her hands together in anticipation, and Mr. Grumpy is annoyed as usual)

Narrator: If there's one thing they can expect, it's a picnic that's...

(The camera zooms out to reveal a rocket ship next to the three winners)

Narrator: Out of this world!

(The rocket door opens up to reveal Little Miss Daredevil inside. The three winners turn their attention to Little Miss Daredevil)

Miss Daredevil: Hey gang! Glad you could make it!

Mr. Grumpy: I'm only here because I won the contest and I never win contests.

(Mr. Grumpy folds his arms and turns away from the rocket)

Mr. Grumpy: Let's eat and get this over with!

(Little Miss Daredevil walks down the steps out of the rocket)

Miss Daredevil: Oh, we're not having the picnic here, Mr. Grumpy.

(Little Miss Daredevil moves out of the way and gestures to the rocket entrance)

Miss Daredevil: Tell them, Mr. Nervous!

(Mr. Nervous slowly looks outside the rocket and inches his way to the doorway)

Mr. Nervous: Hmmm...

(Mr. Nervous looks at the cards that have what he is supposed to say written on them)

Mr. Nervous: Ahem! "Climb aboard, picnickers! Next stop..."

(Mr. Nervous flips to the next card and is horrified with what he sees on the card)

Mr. Nervous: (gasps) "The moon!!"

Miss Scary: Picnic on the moon? I love it!

(Little Miss Scary brings Mr. Happy and Mr. Grumpy in for a group hug. Mr. Happy loves the spontaneous hug, Mr. Grumpy...not so much)

Miss Scary and Mr. Happy: (laughs in excitement)

(The scene transitions to everyone inside the rocket strapped into their seats. Mr. Nervous is trembling in fear as usual)

Miss Daredevil: Three, two, one...BLAST-OFF!

(Little Miss Daredevil pulls down a lever and the rocket takes off into outer space)

Miss Daredevil: Woo-hoo!

(A brief shot of the rocket exiting Earth's atmosphere is shown)

Miss Daredevil (offscreen): Ha-ha!

Mr. Grumpy: Well, let's just eat our picnic now and go home.

(Mr. Happy sees asteroids outside the ship's window)

Mr. Happy: And miss this wonderful asteroid shower?

(The rocket ship dodges several asteroids)

Miss Daredevil (from inside the rocket): Hang on, everyone!

(Mr. Nervous covers his eyes in fear. Little Miss Daredevil prepares to land the rocket)

Miss Daredevil: Coming in for a landing!

(The rocket shakes as asteroids bombard it. Damage to the rocket is taken as the rocket lands on the moon. The rocket door opens and Little Miss Scary (who is wearing a spacesuit) walks out of the rocket and down the stairs. She is followed by Mr. Happy, Mr. Grumpy, Little Miss Daredevil, and Mr. Nervous (all of them are in spacesuits). Little Miss Daredevil is carrying a picnic basket and a flag with the picnic basket on the banner. A banana falls out of the picnic basket as Little Miss Daredevil walks down the stairs. Mr. Nervous slips on the banana and both are sent floating away)

Mr. Nervous: (screams) N-n-n-no!

(Mr. Happy saves Mr. Nervous by pulling him down to the moon's surface)

Mr. Nervous: (screams) Oh!

(Mr. Nervous is trembling over the traumatized moment he just had)

Mr. Happy: You know, eating our picnic with these space helmets is going to be a little bit tricky. But wonderful!

Mr. Nervous: (whimpers)

(Little Miss Daredevil is shown holding the picnic flag. Little Miss Daredevil examines the damage the rocket sustained during the asteroid shower. Unfortunately, the damage is so bad that one of the fins are coming off)

Miss Daredevil: Uh oh! Looks like we were smashed by that asteroid shower. My ship isn't going to fly again.

(Mr. Nervous runs over to Little Miss Daredevil)

Mr. Nervous: N-not fly!? How will we get back to our beloved Earth?

Mr. Happy: Don't worry, Mr. Nervous. Dillydale Mission Control will send out a rescue team when we don't come back. Uh...won't they, Miss Daredevil?

(Little Miss Daredevil realizes she made a mistake)

Miss Daredevil: Uh, yes. Normally. But I didn't tell anyone I was coming up here today!

(Mr. Grumpy, Little Miss Scary, Mr. Happy, and Mr. Nervous surround Little Miss Daredevil in anger)

Miss Daredevil: (chuckles nervously) So many forms to fill out. You know how it is.

(Mr. Grumpy, Little Miss Scary, Mr. Happy, and Mr. Nervous sit in a circle with Little Miss Daredevil in the middle)

Miss Daredevil: I name this...

(Little Miss Daredevil plants the flag next to her)

Miss Daredevil: Our picnic spot!

(Mr. Grumpy grabs the picnic basket)

Mr. Grumpy: Oh, alright! Let's get this thing over with!

(Mr. Grumpy opens the picnic basket and a pitcher of lemonade and a cup float upwards)

Mr. Grumpy: Wha-?

(Mr. Happy runs over and grabs the pitcher and cup for Mr. Grumpy)

Mr. Happy: I'll pour the lemonade!

(Mr. Happy tries to pour some lemonade into the cup but it floats upwards. The rest of the picnic floats up with the lemonade)

Mr. Grumpy: Crooked cucumbers! My sandwich!

(Everyone chases after the floating food)

Mr. Happy: (laughs)

(As they continue to chase after their food, a flying saucer passes by the Mr. Men and Little Misses)

Mr. Happy: (laughs)

Mr. Nervous: (whimpers)

(Soon, everyone except for Mr. Nervous get replaced by little green aliens one by one. Mr. Nervous stops to catch his breath)

Mr. Nervous: (pants)

(Mr. Nervous turns around to see four aliens behind him)

Mr. Nervous: (screams) W-hoo! Aah! N-n-n-no! Oh! Ooh!

(Mr. Nervous rejoins the group and hides behind them)

Miss Scary: Alien monsters! Totally scary!

(The aliens approach them)

Aliens: (alien dialect)

Mr. Nervous: Oh! A picnic on the moon turns to a picnic of doom!

Aliens (offscreen): (alien dialect)

Mr. Happy: It has been wonderful knowing you!

Miss Daredevil: I can't believe I left my alien monster translator in the space shuttle!

Mr. Grumpy: Neither can I...

(The aliens spot the floating food)

Alien 1: (alien dialect)

Alien 2: Zerriff.

(The aliens carefully put them one by one in their holographic picnic basket)

Miss Scary: Oh no you don't!

(Little Miss Scary digs into the picnic basket to find her masks. She pulls out one but the aliens just laugh)

Aliens: (laugh)

(Little Miss Scary takes out another scary mask but aliens laugh at that too)

Aliens: (laugh)

(Little Miss Scary pulls out one more mask and successfully scares the aliens away. One of which drops the keys to the flying saucer as they flee)

Aliens: (scream)

Mr. Happy (overlap): Wonderful!

Mr. Grumpy, Miss Daredevil, and Mr. Nervous (overlap): (cheers)

Mr. Happy: How did you do it, Miss Scary?

Miss Scary: I had to use my scariest mask!

(Little Miss Scary reveals that it's a mask of Mr. Grumpy sticking his tongue out)

Mr. Grumpy: Huh?!

(Mr. Nervous winces back in fear and Mr. Grumpy is not amused at all)

Mr. Grumpy: Oh, very funny!

(Little Miss Scary notices that the aliens dropped a set of keys when they ran away)

Miss Scary: Hey! They left the keys to their spaceship! Miss Daredevil, can you drive that thing?

Miss Daredevil: You bet your boots I can!

Mr. Grumpy: (gasps)

Miss Daredevil: Let's boogie!

(Mr. Grumpy, who has had enough, confronts Little Miss Daredevil just as they are about to board the flying saucer)

Mr. Grumpy: (growls) Hold on! I won a picnic on the Moon! And I'm gonna get picnic on the moon!

(Suddenly, an alien monster pops out of the picnic basket)

Mr. Grumpy: (gasps)

Alien: (alien dialect)

Mr. Grumpy: Okay, picnic over. Let's go.

(Mr. Grumpy and Little Miss Daredevil flee to the flying saucer)

Alien: Zerriff.

(The screen fades to the last bumper. Mr. Bump is shown having a picnic near an anthill. Mr. Bump takes a plate out of his picnic basket and sits down on his picnic blanket. On the plate is a slice of cake. Mr. Bump sets the plate down on the blanket and rubs his hands together in anticipation. Suddenly, a trail of six ants appear also wanting the cake)

Ants: (chirping)

(To make it so the ants don't take his cake, Mr. Bump lifts the plate holding the cake piece high out of the ants reach. Mr. Bump laughs inaudibly thinking that he outsmarted the ants. The ants, however, are clever and strong. So they crawl under the picnic blanket and carry Mr. Bump and his entire picnic into their anthill. The scene transitions to Mr. Messy coming home from his picnic with Mr. Quiet (with the skunk on his head) and notices Mr. Fussy being blown all the way back to their duplex after the disastrous picnic with Mr. Stubborn during the storm. Mr. Messy shrugs to the viewers and looks at Mr. Fussy)

Narrator: So, do enjoy a picnic when you can.

(The camera pans to Mr. Quiet and Mr. Noisy in front of their houses with the latter thanking Mr. Quiet for inviting him before heading inside and playing music at full blast. Much to the pain of Mr. Quiet's delicate ears)

Narrator: It's a wonderful chance to eat a meal outside with friends!

(The camera pans to Mr. Nervous heading back to his house from his picnic on the moon)

Narrator: Although, it's also important to know when the picnic is over.

(A lunchbox is brought down to Mr. Nervous' doorstep, an alien holding a sandwich pops out to his horror)

Alien: (alien dialect)

Mr. Nervous: (screams) A MONSTER WITH A SANDWICH! Oh!

(Mr. Nervous runs inside his house leaving the alien alone. Mr. Nervous looks at the alien through his window as the screen fades to black)

(The episode ends here)

Deleted Scene[]


US Dub[]

Mr. Men and Little Miss: The Mr. Men, The Mr. Men, The Mr. Men, The Mr. Men!

(Scene swaps to Mr. Tickle tickling lots of Mr. Men and Little Misses and goes all the way to Mr. Bump and Miss Whoops on a plane and tickles Miss Whoops causing Mr. Bump to fall into the "O" in the logo)

Mr. Bump: The Mr. Men Show!

(A big green screen comes up with "Picnics" written on it with a grassy area, a deer, a log, and who created the episode underneath)

(The episode begins at Dillydale Park where a squirrel is scampering passed the gate before looking at the viewers and scampering off)

Birds (in the background): (chirping)

Narrator: Ah, the picnic!

(Little Miss Chatterbox and Mr. Nervous are shown on a picnic. Little Miss Chatterbox is eating a sandwich and enjoying herself while Mr. Nervous is nervous and tense as usual)

Narrator: Whether you are in the park...

(A squirrel scurries down a tree Mr. Nervous is sitting under)

Squirrel: (chatters)

Mr. Nervous: (screams)

(Mr. Nervous runs away. The squirrel takes the strawberry Mr. Nervous was holding before he ran away. The camera pans over to Mr. Lazy. Mr. Lazy is resting on a hammock about to enjoy a peach. He has a bagged lunch and juice box underneath him)

Narrator: Or your own backyard...

(Mr. Lazy takes a bite from his peach. Juice squirts out of the peach from both sides of the fruit. The squirrel returns carrying an umbrella and steals the rest of Mr. Lazy's bagged lunch. The squirrel scurries up the tree with Mr. Lazy's lunch)

Narrator: All that matters...

(The camera pans over to Mr. Grumpy, who is enjoying his picnic lunch. Mr. Grumpy is eating an ear of corm with the squirrel scurrying up in the trees. The squirrel is unseen but the falling leaves give them away)

Narrator: Is that you are enjoying your meal outside...

(Mr. Grumpy is his on the head with an orange. Mr. Grumpy looks up to see the squirrel in the tree with Mr. Lazy's lunch)

Squirrel: (chatters with laughter)

Narrator: With nature all around.

(Mr. Grumpy becomes visibly annoyed and the squirrel throws a deviled egg at Mr. Grumpy's nose)

Narrator: In some cases, too much nature.

(The camera pans past a tree and the scene transitions to a rainy day over at Mr. Fussy and Mr. Messy's duplex. Mr. Stubborn is heading to Mr. Fussy's side of the duplex holding a folding chair)

Narrator: Of course, picnics are best enjoyed on a warm, sunny day.

(Mr. Stubborn puts the folding chair against the house and knocks on the front door of Mr. Fussy's house)

Narrator: Not a day like this one.

(Mr. Fussy opens the door and sees Mr. Stubborn outside. Mr. Fussy is holding a radio)

Mr. Fussy: Oh! Uh, Mr. Stubborn!

Mr. Stubborn: Good morning, Mr. Fussy! Did you forget that we are going on a picnic today?

Mr. Fussy: Of course not. Uh, but I assumed that the picnic was called off.

Mr. Stubborn: Why?

Mr. Fussy: Because of this dreadful weather.

Mr. Stubborn: This? This is a gentle summer breeze.

(Suddenly, a tree collapses and smashes one of Mr. Fussy's garden gnomes. The remains of the gnome bounce past Mr. Stubborn and Mr. Fussy)

Mr. Stubborn: That gnome...is CHEAP!!

(The remains of the gnome are heard shattering offscreen)

Mr. Happy (over the radio): Hold on to your hats out there, folks! 'Cause a storm is heading to Dillydale!

Mr. Fussy: You see?

Mr. Stubborn: We are not cancelling our picnic!

Mr. Happy (over the radio): So, don't even think about going on a picnic in this weather! (laughs)

(Mr. Stubborn takes Mr. Fussy's radio from him. Mr. Stubborn throws Mr. Fussy's radio off to the side and it gets crushed by another falling tree. He then takes Mr. Fussy's picnic basket from inside)

Mr. Stubborn: I can see that you've already packed our lunch.

Mr. Fussy: Yes, uh, but that was before I heard the weather report.

Mr. Stubborn: When are you going to learn? Weather people are wrong! Let's go.

(Mr. Stubborn walks off to the beach with his beach chair and the food)

Mr. Fussy: (sigh)

(Discouraged, Mr. Fussy takes his beach towel and umbrella and follows Mr. Stubborn. Soon, the two arrive at the beach for their picnic but the weather seems to have gotten worse by the time they have arrived)

Mr. Stubborn: Thank goodness we've beat the crowds.

Mr. Fussy: I really don't think it's wise to be on the beach during a storm!

(Mr. Stubborn unfolds his beach chair)

Mr. Stubborn: This is not a storm! Storms have wind, and rain, and thunder!

(Thunder is heard booming in the background)

Mr. Stubborn: This is just a merry little breeze!

(The wind picks up and blows Mr. Stubborn's beach chair away. It hits Mr. Fussy in the face and Mr. Fussy's towel is blown away as well. The picnic basket is almost blown away but Mr. Fussy grabs it at the last second)

Mr. Fussy: Well, I wish this merry little breeze would go away! So I can open this umbrell-

(Mr. Fussy opens his umbrella but is carried away in the wind with it)

Mr. Fussy: AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!

Mr. Stubborn: We don't need that thing anyway. There's no sun.

Mr. Fussy (offscreen): (screams)

(Mr. Fussy then falls back down to the ground with his broken beach umbrella)

Mr. Fussy: Oh! There usually isn't sun in a storm!

Mr. Stubborn: For the last time, this is not a storm! More like a tiny fairy's breath blowing down our necks.

(Thunder crashes and lightning flashes)

Mr. Fussy: Did you hear that thunder?!?

Mr. Stubborn: That is my stomach growling! I'm hungry!! Did you make egg salad?

(Mr. Fussy takes two egg salad sandwiches out of the picnic basket)

Mr. Fussy: Of course I made egg salad.

(Mr. Fussy hands Mr. Stubborn a sandwich. The wind picks up and sand starts blowing all over the beach)

Mr. Fussy: What kind of picnic would it be without-

(Sand gets in Mr. Fussy's egg salad sandwich and Mr. Fussy winds up with a mouthful of sand)

Mr. Fussy: (gags and spits out sand)

(Mr. Stubborn takes a bite out his egg salad sandwich)

Mr. Fussy: Sand, in my egg salad!

Mr. Stubborn: Quit whining!

(The winds get stronger and sand covers the screen. Leaving only Mr. Stubborn and Mr. Fussy's silhouettes visible)

Mr. Stubborn: Please pass the carrot sticks.

(Mr. Fussy pinches Mr. Stubborn's foot by mistake)

Mr. Stubborn: OW!! That is my foot! I said carrot sticks!!

Mr. Fussy: How do you expect me to pass the carrot sticks when I can't even see in this wretched sandstorm?

(The wind dies down and Mr. Fussy and Mr. Stubborn become visible again)

Mr. Stubborn: THIS IS NOT A STORM!!

(A palm tree falls in between Mr. Stubborn and Mr. Fussy)

Mr. Fussy: Oh! Uh, THAT TREE ALMOST HIT US! We must go at once!

Mr. Stubborn: Why would we go?!

(Mr. Stubborn places his egg salad sandwich on the tree trunk)

Mr. Stubborn: Now we have a table! Where is the pudding?

(No longer able to tolerate Mr. Stubborn, Mr. Fussy grabs the entire picnic basket)

Mr. Fussy: Here! EAT!!

(Mr. Fussy dumps all the food (bananas, apples, and juice boxes) out of the picnic basket and the basket is blown away by the wind)

Mr. Stubborn: Don't hurry me!

(A palm tree leaf flies onto the back of Mr. Stubborn and flaps around a bit before getting caught in the wind and blowing away)

Mr. Stubborn: I am trying to enjoy my picnic!

(Mr. Fussy is shown hanging onto a palm tree for dear life so he doesn't get blown away by the wind)

Mr. Fussy: Mr. Stubborn! We need to get off the beach!

Mr. Stubborn: And give up this prime picnic spot to someone else?

(A giant wave forms in the ocean and begins to collapse onto the beach)

Mr. Stubborn: Ha! No way!

(The wave crashes onto the beach. Soaking Mr. Fussy and Mr. Stubborn. Upon recovering, Mr. Fussy picks himself up and notices a sea star on his face)

Mr. Fussy: Yuck! (coughs)

(Mr. Fussy removes the sea star from his face when he notices an orca sitting with Mr. Stubborn)

Mr. Fussy: (screams)

(The orca squirts water out of their blowhole and the spray pushes Mr. Fussy away)

Mr. Fussy: Woah!

(Mr. Stubborn notices the orca and turns away to protect his egg salad sandwich)

Mr. Stubborn: Humph! I am not sharing my egg salad!

(Mr. Small floats down on an umbrella and tips his hat. This transitions the scene to the first bumper. Mr. Bump is shown having a picnic near an anthill. Mr. Bump takes a plate out of his picnic basket and sits down on his picnic blanket. On the plate is corn on the cob. Mr. Bump sets the plate down on the blanket and rubs his hands together in anticipation. Suddenly, a trail of six ants appear also wanting the ear of corn)

Ants: (chirping)

(To make it so the ants don't take his corn, Mr. Bump grabs the corn and prepares to eat it. Mr. Bump licks his lips in anticipation and prepares to take a bite. The ants, however, are clever. The ants climb onto Mr. Bump and take apart the corn ear by ear. The ants deliver the corn to their anthill and leave behind a baffled Mr. Bump and his cleaned-off corn on the cob. The scene transitions to the next scene. Mr. Funny and Little Miss Giggles are shown on a picnic as well. Little Miss Giggles is enjoying a slice of watermelon and Mr. Funny is wearing a bib so he doesn't get any food on his bowtie)

Narrator: Mr. Funny and Miss Giggles are having a picnic.

(Mr. Funny digs into the picnic basket and tosses a few items that Little Miss Giggles catches. Including a plate. Using the plate, she catches everything else Mr. Funny throws out of the picnic basket. These items include a bunch of bananas, a rabbit, broccoli, and a bunch of carrots)

Narrator: A long with a few uninvited guests.

(Little Miss Giggles catches everything on her plate. Mr. Funny rubs his hands together, eager to eat some lunch. Mr. Funny reaches for one of the items on the plate and ends up grabbing the rabbit's tail. The rabbit glares at Mr. Funny)

Mr. Funny: Huh? Oh!

(The rabbit slaps Mr. Funny's hand and Mr. Funny releases the rabbit's tail)

Mr. Funny: Oh!

(The rabbit hops away with the carrots)

Miss Giggles: (giggles)

(Mr. Funny shrugs off what just happened and takes a slice of watermelon out of the picnic basket. Mr. Funny prepares to eat the watermelon)

Mr. Funny: Oh.

(Upon picking up the plate, Mr. Funny discovers that a rabbit had eaten the watermelon slice)

Mr. Funny: Huh?!

(The rabbit hops of the watermelon rind)

Miss Giggles: (giggles)

(Mr. Funny stands up, angrily looks at the rabbit, and throws down his bib in frustration)

Mr. Funny: (grunts)

(Three more rabbits appear behind Mr. Funny)

Mr. Funny: Huh?

(The three rabbits hop over to the other rabbit)

Mr. Funny: Woah!

Miss Giggles: (giggles)

(The four rabbits steal the bananas and broccoli off of Little Miss Giggles' plate. Mr. Funny's jaw drops in shock)

Miss Giggles: (giggles)

(Mr. Funny pulls out a strand of spaghetti from the picnic basket and tries to lasso the picnic lunch from the rabbits. Mr. Funny manages to catch something. Unfortunately, that something is a someone and that someone is Little Miss Giggles)

Mr. Funny: Huh?

Miss Giggles: (giggles)

(Mr. Funny looks to the viewers completely befuddled)

Miss Giggles: (giggles)

(The camera briefly cuts to the rabbits enjoying Mr. Funny's picnic)

Rabbits: (laughs)

(The camera cuts back to Mr. Funny and Little Miss Giggles)

Miss Giggles: (laughs)

(Mr. Funny gets an idea)

Mr. Funny: Ah!

(Mr. Funny goes into the picnic basket and blows up a balloon. Mr. Funny ties the balloon off, ties a string around it, and ties the string to one of the corners of the picnic blanket. Mr. Funny blows up another balloon. Mr. Funny ties the balloon off, ties a string around it, and ties the string to another one of the corners of the picnic blanket. Mr. Funny blows up eight balloons in total and ties two balloons to one of the four corners of the picnic basket. The rabbits hop back over to the blanket but the blanket floats into the air thanks to the balloons so the rabbits can't get Mr. Funny and Little Miss Giggles' lunch. Mr. Funny happily eats a slice of watermelon in triumph)

Miss Giggles: (laughs)

(The screen fades to black. The next scene begins. Mr. Quiet is shown hiking through the woods with a walking stick and carrying a picnic basket when he stops at a log to have some lunch)

Narrator: Some people, like Mr. Quiet, prefer to picnic all by themselves.

(Mr. Quiet puts his picnic basket and walking stick down leaning on the log. Mr. Quiet sits on the log and takes out a thermos from his picnic basket)

Narrator: Quietly.

(Mr. Quiet pours a hot drink out of his thermos into the thermos' lid and prepares to drink it. Suddenly, Mr. Messy shows up wearing a backpack on his back and a skunk on his head like it is a coonskin hat. Mr. Quiet is startled upon hearing Mr. Messy)

Mr. Messy: This is the perfect place for a picnic!

(Mr. Messy puts his backpack down next to the log and sits down. Mr. Messy takes the skunk off his head upon sitting down)

Mr. Messy: Mind if I join you, Mr. Quiet?

Mr. Quiet: Uh, actually Mr. Messy, I'm kind of used to being...

(The skunk pokes their head up, looks at Mr. Quiet, and scurries away)

Mr. Quiet: Alone.

Mr. Messy: Don't worry. I brought my own food.

(Mr. Messy dumps out an apple core, a dented soda can, a bar of chocolate, a dirty sock, some bananas, and a moldy sandwich out of his backpack and onto the ground. Once the backpack is empty, Mr. Messy tosses it away)

Mr. Messy: I've been walking for hours in the hot sun!

(Mr. Messy picks up the moldy sandwich off the ground)

Mr. Messy: Tuna sandwich? Or would you prefer the sandwich in my sock?

(Mr. Messy picks up a sock)

Mr. Quiet: Um, not really. You know, Um...I'm not into...sandwiches per se.

Mr. Messy: The sock sandwich it is!

(Mr. Messy takes the sandwich out of the sock gives it to Mr. Quiet. The sock sandwich gives off a putrid odor)

Mr. Quiet: Oh! Oh! Oh no! Oh! (gags)

(Mr. Messy is shown eating the other sandwich)

Mr. Quiet (offscreen): (gags and throws up)

Mr. Messy: Mmm-mmm!

(Mr. Quiet throws the sock sandwich away. An elk walks by from behind the trees and sniffs the sock sandwich. The smell is so bad that the elk's antler's wilt. The camera pans back over to Mr. Messy and Mr. Quiet just as Mr. Messy is finishing up his sandwich)

Mr. Quiet: Shoo, elk! Shoo!

Mr. Messy: You say something, Mr. Quiet?

(Mr. Messy sees something inside of Mr. Quiet's picnic basket. Mr. Messy jumps up towards the picnic basket and accidentally knocks Mr. Quiet into the creek that's behind the log)

Mr. Messy: Shazam!

(Mr. Messy takes some quiche out of Mr. Quiet's picnic basket)

Mr. Messy: Is that quiche?

(Mr. Quiet grabs the log and pulls himself out of the creek. Mr. Quiet soon hears rustling)

Mr. Quiet: Oh, what now?

(Mr. Noisy stomps over to the picnic area. Mr. Noisy is carrying a backpack on his back and is reading a map. Upon lowering the map, he smiles upon seeing Mr. Quiet and Mr. Messy)

Mr. Noisy: I thought I was lost! But not anymore!

Mr. Quiet: Oh no!

Mr. Messy: Hiya, Mr. Noisy!

Mr. Noisy: Great to see you fellas! Mind if I join in?

Mr. Quiet: Yep! I do!

Mr. Messy: Be our guest!

(Mr. Noisy sits down on his map and takes out a bag full of celery stocks out of his backpack)

Mr. Noisy: Would you like a stock of my celery?

(Mr. Noisy takes a big bite from one of his celery stocks. The chomp is so loud that several birds are seen flying out of the forest)

Birds: (squawking)

(Mr. Quiet is shown covering his ears because of the loud chomp. A bird's nest lands on Mr. Quiet's head)

Mr. Quiet: (groans)

(The Giant Dillydale Owl shows up and taps on Mr. Quiet's shoulder. Mr. Quiet turns around to see the Giant Dillydale Owl)

Mr. Quiet: Aw, what?! Giant owl?

(The Giant Dillydale Owl takes the bird's nest off Mr. Quiet's head and walks away)

Mr. Quiet: Oh, what next?

Mr. Noisy: This is the best picnic ever!

(Mr. Noisy takes a boombox out of his backpack)

Mr. Noisy: Care to boogie, Mr. Quiet?

(Mr. Messy pushes a button on the boombox and "Dillydale Dance Floor" by Mr. Bump starts playing)

Mr. Bump (on the boombox): 🎵The beat is hot and this is the spot🎵

(Mr. Messy and Mr. Noisy start dancing)

Mr. Quiet (overlap): Uh, let me think. No, I would not care to boogie.

Mr. Bump (on the boombox & overlap): 🎵Come on and get down on the Dillydale Dance Floor🎵

Mr. Messy: Come on, Mr. Quiet!

Mr. Bump (on the boombox): 🎵Don't be a chump and sit like a lump🎵

Mr. Messy: Get up and get down!

Mr. Bump (on the boombox): 🎵Come on and get down on the Dillydale Dance Floor🎵

Mr. Quiet: No. I'm happy where I am.

(Mr. Noisy pops back over to the boombox)

Mr. Bump (on the boombox):🎵You know you wanna, but you 🎵

Mr. Bump and Mr. Messy (on the boombox):🎵Can't move your feet🎵

Mr. Noisy: Let's rock this picnic!

(Mr. Noisy turns up the volume)

Mr. Noisy: Super!

(Mr. Messy and Mr. Noisy resume dancing while Mr. Quiet just sits on the log very upset over his quiet picnic being ruined)

Mr. Bump (on the boombox): 🎵You wanna get down with the get down but you 🎵

Mr. Bump and Mr. Messy (on the boombox):🎵Can't find the beat🎵

Mr. Bump (on the boombox): 🎵 The r-

(A record scratch sound effect is heard. The music stops, Mr. Noisy and Mr. Messy stop dancing, and Mr. Noisy, Mr. Quiet, and Mr. Messy look up. The camera zooms out to reveal that the skunk, elk and Giant Dillydale Owl have turned off the boombox and are very angry at Mr. Noisy and Mr. Messy)

Mr. Messy and Mr. Noisy: (screams)

(Mr. Quiet covers his ears. Mr. Messy and Mr. Noisy run away as the animals chase after them)

Elk: (grunts)

(Mr. Quiet watches the events unfold. When Mr. Messy, Mr. Noisy, and the animals are gone, Mr. Quiet relaxes by doing some deep breathing)

Mr. Quiet: (sighs)

(Mr. Quiet grabs his thermos and pours more of his hot drink out of his thermos into the thermos' lid and prepares to drink it. Suddenly, a squirrel pops out of the picnic basket)

Mr. Quiet: (yelps)

Squirrel: (chatters)

(Mr. Quiet accidentally spills his hot drink on his head)

Mr. Quiet: (sighs)

(The screen fades to the next bumper. Mr. Bump is shown having a picnic near an anthill. Mr. Bump takes a plate out of his picnic basket and sits down on his picnic blanket. On the plate is a beanburger. Mr. Bump sets the plate down on the blanket and rubs his hands together in anticipation. Suddenly, a trail of six ants appear also wanting the beanburger)

Ants: (chirping)

(To make it so the ants don't take his beanburger, Mr. Bump lifts the plate holding the beanburger high out of the ants reach. Mr. Bump laughs inaudibly thinking that he outsmarted the ants. The ants, however, are clever and strong. The ants grab a rock that was nearby and, by forming a chain, they throw the rock at the beanburger. The beanburger is knocked off the plate and take the beanburger to their anthill and leave behind a baffled Mr. Bump. The scene transitions to the next scene. Mr. Grumpy, Little Miss Scary, and Mr. Happy are arriving somewhere unknown. The three of them are, at first, only seen from the waist down)

Narrator: Mr. Grumpy, Miss Scary, and Mr. Happy...

(Mr. Happy, Little Miss Scary, and Mr. Grumpy line up in a straight line and the camera zooms out to show them fully as well as pan to the left to show them each individually)

Narrator: Are the winners of the "Have a Picnic with Miss Daredevil" contest.

(Mr. Happy proudly smiles to the viewers, Little Miss Scary rubs her hands together in anticipation, and Mr. Grumpy is annoyed as usual)

Narrator: And if there's one thing they can expect, it's a picnic...

(The camera zooms out to reveal a rocket ship next to the three winners)

Narrator: That's out of this world!

(The rocket door opens up to reveal Little Miss Daredevil inside. The three winners turn their attention to Little Miss Daredevil)

Miss Daredevil: Hey gang! Glad you could make it!

Mr. Grumpy: I'm only here because I won the contest and I never win contests.

(Mr. Grumpy folds his arms and turns away from the rocket)

Mr. Grumpy: Let's eat and get this over with!

(Little Miss Daredevil walks down the steps out of the rocket)

Miss Daredevil: Oh, we're not having the picnic here, Mr. Grumpy.

(Little Miss Daredevil moves out of the way and gestures to the rocket entrance)

Miss Daredevil: Tell 'em, Mr. Nervous!

(Mr. Nervous slowly looks outside the rocket and inches his way to the doorway. Mr. Nervous looks at the cards that have what he is supposed to say written on them)

Mr. Nervous: Ahem! "Climb aboard, picnickers! Next stop..."

(Mr. Nervous flips to the next card and is horrified with what he sees on the card)

Mr. Nervous: (gasps) "The moon!!"

Miss Scary: Picnic on the moon? I love it!

(Little Miss Scary brings Mr. Happy and Mr. Grumpy in for a group hug. Mr. Happy loves the spontaneous hug, Mr. Grumpy...not so much)

Miss Scary: (laughs in excitement)

(The scene transitions to everyone inside the rocket strapped into their seats. Mr. Nervous is trembling in fear as usual)

Miss Daredevil: Three, two, one...BLAST-OFF!

(Little Miss Daredevil pulls down a lever and the rocket takes off into outer space)

Miss Daredevil: Woo-hoo!

(A brief shot of the rocket exiting Earth's atmosphere is shown)

Mr. Grumpy: Well, let's just eat our picnic now and go home.

(Mr. Happy sees asteroids outside the ship's window)

Mr. Happy: And miss this wonderful asteroid shower?

(The rocket ship dodges several asteroids)

Miss Daredevil (from inside the rocket): Hang on, everyone!

(Mr. Nervous covers his eyes in fear. Little Miss Daredevil prepares to land the rocket)

Miss Daredevil: Coming in for a landing!

(The rocket shakes as asteroids bombard it. Damage to the rocket is taken as the rocket lands on the moon. The rocket door opens and Little Miss Scary (who is wearing a spacesuit) walks out of the rocket and down the stairs. She is followed by Mr. Happy, Mr. Grumpy, Little Miss Daredevil, and Mr. Nervous (all of them are in spacesuits). Little Miss Daredevil is carrying a picnic basket and a flag with the picnic basket on the banner. A banana falls out of the picnic basket as Little Miss Daredevil walks down the stairs. Mr. Nervous slips on the banana and both are sent floating away)

Mr. Nervous: Geeh! No! N-n-n-no! No!

(Mr. Happy saves Mr. Nervous by pulling him down to the moon's surface. Mr. Nervous is trembling over the traumatized moment he just had)

Mr. Happy: You know, eating our picnic with these space helmets is going to be a little bit tricky. But wonderful!

(Little Miss Daredevil is shown holding the picnic flag. Little Miss Daredevil examines the damage the rocket sustained during the asteroid shower. Unfortunately, the damage is so bad that one of the fins are coming off)

Miss Daredevil: Uh oh! Looks like we got hit pretty bad by that asteroid shower. This baby isn't gonna fly again.

Mr. Nervous (offscreen): Geeh!

(Mr. Nervous runs over to Little Miss Daredevil)

Mr. Nervous: Not fly!? How will we get back to our beloved Earth?

Mr. Happy: Don't worry, Mr. Nervous. Dillydale Mission Control will send out a rescue team when we don't come back. Uh...won't they, Miss Daredevil?

(Little Miss Daredevil realizes she made a mistake)

Miss Daredevil: Uh, yeah. Normally. But I didn't tell anyone I was coming up here today!

(Mr. Grumpy, Little Miss Scary, Mr. Happy, and Mr. Nervous surround Little Miss Daredevil in anger)

Miss Daredevil: So many forms to fill out. You know how it is.

(Mr. Grumpy, Little Miss Scary, Mr. Happy, and Mr. Nervous sit in a circle with Little Miss Daredevil in the middle)

Miss Daredevil: I name this...

(Little Miss Daredevil plants the flag next to her)

Miss Daredevil: Our picnic spot!

(Mr. Grumpy grabs the picnic basket)

Mr. Grumpy: Oh, alright! Let's get this thing over with!

(Mr. Grumpy opens the picnic basket and a pitcher of lemonade and a cup float upwards. Mr. Happy runs over and grabs the pitcher and cup for Mr. Grumpy)

Mr. Happy: I'll pour the lemonade!

(Mr. Happy tries to pour some lemonade into the cup but it floats upwards. The rest of the picnic floats up with the lemonade)

Mr. Grumpy: Crooked cucumbers! My liverwurst!

(Everyone chases after the floating food. Little do they know that a flying saucer passes by the Mr. Men and Little Miss (except for Mr. Nervous) get replaced by little green aliens one by one. Mr. Nervous stops to catch his breath)

Mr. Nervous: (pants)

(Mr. Nervous turns around to see four aliens behind him)

Mr. Nervous: (screams) G'oh no! N-n-n-no! Oh-ho-ho!

(Mr. Nervous rejoins the group and hides behind them)

Miss Scary: Alien monsters! Totally scary!

(The aliens approach them)

Aliens: Beep boop! Boop boop boop! (unknown alien dialect)

Mr. Nervous: Oh! A picnic on the moon turns to a picnic of doom!

Mr. Happy: It has been wonderful knowing you!

Miss Daredevil: I can't believe I left my alien monster translator in the space shuttle!

Mr. Grumpy: Neither can I...

(The aliens spot the floating food)

Alien 1: (alien dialect)

Alien 2: Zerriff.

(The aliens carefully put them one by one in their holographic picnic basket)

Miss Scary: Oh no you don't!

(Little Miss Scary digs into the picnic basket to find her masks. She pulls out one but the aliens just laugh)

Aliens: (laugh)

(Little Miss Scary takes out another scary mask but aliens laugh at that too)

Aliens: (laugh)

(Little Miss Scary pulls out one more mask and successfully scares the aliens away. One of which drops the keys to the flying saucer as they flee)

Aliens: (scream)

Mr. Grumpy, Miss Daredevil, Mr. Nervous, and Mr. Happy: (cheers)

Mr. Happy: How did you do it, Miss Scary?

Miss Scary: I had to use my scariest mask!

(Little Miss Scary reveals that it's a mask of Mr. Grumpy sticking his tongue out. Mr. Nervous winces back in fear and Mr. Grumpy is not amused at all)

Mr. Grumpy: Oh, very funny!

(Little Miss Scary notices that the aliens dropped a set of keys when they ran away)

Miss Scary: Hey, they left the keys to their spaceship! Miss Daredevil, can you drive that thing?

Miss Daredevil: You bet your boots I can! Let's boogie!

(Mr. Grumpy, who has had enough, confronts Little Miss Daredevil just as they are about to board the flying saucer)

Mr. Grumpy: Hold on! I won a picnic on the Moon and I'm getting a picnic on the moon!

(Suddenly, an alien monster pops out of the picnic basket)

Alien: (alien dialect)

Mr. Grumpy: Okay, picnic over. Let's go.

(Mr. Grumpy and Little Miss Daredevil flee to the flying saucer)

Alien: Zerriff.

(The screen fades to the last bumper. Mr. Bump is shown having a picnic near an anthill. Mr. Bump takes a plate out of his picnic basket and sits down on his picnic blanket. On the plate is a slice of cake. Mr. Bump sets the plate down on the blanket and rubs his hands together in anticipation. Suddenly, a trail of six ants appear also wanting the cake)

Ants: (chirping)

(To make it so the ants don't take his cake, Mr. Bump lifts the plate holding the cake piece high out of the ants reach. Mr. Bump laughs inaudibly thinking that he outsmarted the ants. The ants, however, are clever and strong. So they crawl under the picnic blanket and carry Mr. Bump and his entire picnic into their anthill. The scene transitions to Mr. Messy coming home from his picnic with Mr. Quiet and notices Mr. Fussy being blown all the way back to their duplex after the disastrous picnic with Mr. Stubborn during the storm)

Narrator: So do enjoy a picnic when you can.

(The camera pans to Mr. Quiet and Mr. Noisy in front of their houses with the latter thanking Mr. Quiet for inviting him before heading inside and playing music at full blast. Much to the pain of Mr. Quiet's delicate ears)

Narrator: It's a wonderful chance to eat a meal outside with friends!

(The camera pans to Mr. Nervous heading back to his house from his picnic on the moon)

Narrator: Although, it is also important to know when the picnic is over.

(A lunchbox is brought down to Mr. Nervous' doorstep, an alien holding a sandwich pops out to his horror)

Alien: (alien dialect)

Mr. Nervous: DUH! MONSTER WITH A SANDWICH!

(Mr. Nervous runs inside his house leaving the alien alone)

Alien: Zerriff.

(Mr. Nervous looks at the alien through his window as the screen fades to black)

(The episode ends here)

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Season 1 Physical | Boo-Boos (Doctors & Nurses in the UK; Hospitals in Australia) | Farm | Movies | Science | Lake | Books | Beach | Boats | Mall | Flying | Hobbies | Dance | Inventions | Fair | Camping | Amusement Park  | Trains | Paint | Fish | Adventure | Construction | Snow | Canned Goods | Jobs | Gardens | Collecting | Chores | Restaurants | Music | Full Moon | Night | Food | Bugs | Cooking | Rainy Day | Heatwave | Sleep | Yard Work (Lawns in the UK) | Parade | Games | Superstore | Hotel | Birthday | Car Wash | Wildlife | Dillydale Day | Cars | Sightseeing | The Dark | Circus | Ships
Season 2 Picnics | Driving | Outer Space | Clean Teeth | Airports | Shoes | Arts and Crafts | Game Shows | Garages | Eyeglasses | Toys | Reptiles | Hats | Robots | Parties | Up and Down | Dining Out | Gifts | Sun and Moon | Telephone | Seashore | Washing and Drying | Sneezes and Hiccups | Fruit | Radio | Supermarket | Skyscrapers | Cinema | Getting Around | Clocks | Post Office | Pets | Dance, Dance, Dance | Trees | Library | Pirates | Goo | Trains and Planes | Out to Sea | Next Door | Lunch | Machines | Home Improvement | Fairies and Gnomes | Birds | Bath and Bubbles | Sand and Surf | Parks | Surprises | Travel | Bad Weather | Pests
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