Mr. Skinny's Incredible Bet




 * Narrator: Every morning, Mr. Skinny jumps out of bed, runs to the bathroom and weighs himself.
 * Mr. Skinny: [Shocked] Oh no!
 * [The weighing scales read close to zero.]
 * Narrator: And each morning, Mr. Skinny feels a little sadder.


 * Narrator: He would love to have a hearty appetite.
 * [In the kitchen, Mr. Skinny eats a piece of toast and then puts his hands on his chest. In another room, he walks round in circles.]
 * Narrator: Mr. Skinny spends most of his time on his own.
 * Mr. Skinny: I know why no-one ever asks me round. It's because I never eat anything.
 * [He holds up a photo of Mr. Greedy.]
 * Mr. Skinny: Oh... What wouldn't I give to be friends with Mr. Greedy?
 * [His phone rings. He answers.]
 * Mr. Skinny: Hello? Oh, hello, Little Miss Scatterbrain! Lunch? Oh I'd love to come. Yes, alright, see you later!
 * [He puts the phone down.]


 * [Little Miss Scatterbrain opens the door holding two servings of food. She places them on the table.]
 * Little Miss Scatterbrain: Ooh, er, Come in!
 * [Mr. Skinny rushes into the room but is shocked at how big the food is.]
 * Mr. Skinny: [Shocked] Oh no!
 * Little Miss Scatterbrain: Oh, what's wrong, Mister... er... Greedy?
 * [Outside, Mr. Skinny - filled with tears - is walking along the pavement. The camera shows that he is being watched by Little Miss Trouble.]
 * Mr. Skinny: [Sniffs] Little Miss Scatterbrain didn't really mean to invite me; it was Mr. Greedy she wanted. It's not fair!
 * [Miss Trouble laughs to herself. She then jumps over the bush and catch up with Mr. Skinny.]
 * Little Miss Trouble: Mr. Skinny? Mr. Skippy?
 * Mr. Skinny: [Stops crying] Yes, Little Miss Trouble?
 * Little Miss Trouble: Mr. Greedy says you are so skinny that you could slip between a wall and a poster--
 * Mr. Skinny: [Interrupting] Wait a minute, will you?
 * [While she watches, Mr. Skinny glances at the poster in the middle of the wall. He leans against the wall and squeezes inside it. He leans his way through it.]
 * Mr. Skinny: [Angrily] Well, Mr. Greedy is right but it's not fair to him to make fun of me.


 * [Miss Trouble watches on as Mr. Greedy is on a deck-chair holding two ice-creams, licking his lips and undecided about which one to eat. Mr. Skinny opens the gate and angrily confronts him.]
 * Mr. Skinny: [Angrily] Mr. Greedy. Since you think I'm so very thin I bet you that by tomorrow morning I would be bigger than you! Goodbye, Mr. Greedy!
 * [He angrily stomps off and slams the gate. Mr. Greedy is shocked. Miss Trouble laughs out loud.]


 * [Back at Mr. Skinny's house, Mr. Skinny is presented with two chips on the plate.]
 * Narrator: It's lunch time and Mr. Skinny is trying to eat twice as much as usual!
 * [Nervous, he eats the last chip. Having succeeded, he celebrates.]
 * Mr. Skinny: One miserable extra chip isn't going to make me bigger than Mr. Greedy. [Has an idea, a thought cloud pops up with a lightbulb flashing] I know! Just this once I think I'll have tea!


 * Narrator: So, Mr. Skinny went to Little Miss Greedy's Tea Room for the first time in his life!
 * [Mr. Rush rushes off in-front of Mr. Skinny's table. Soon, Little Miss Greedy serves a large cake for him.]
 * Little Miss Greedy: Here, Mr. Skinny. [Makes eating noises, Mr. Skinny appears confused.] Eat that, and you'll be big in no time!
 * Mr. Skinny: But I'm really not hungry.
 * Little Miss Greedy: [Wagging her finger] That will do, Mr. Skinny! If you want to get big, you will have to eat!


 * [Back at Mr. Skinny's house, Mr. Skinny runs towards the scales and steps on them. It reads 2. He celebrates.]
 * Mr. Skinny: Hooray! [His hat comes off.] I'm heavier! Hooray!
 * [The scales now reads 1.]
 * Mr. Skinny: Or not... I don't believe it.
 * [Crying again, he walks along the pavement and sits on a bench.]
 * Mr. Skinny: [Upset] I'm no heavier. I better go and tell Mr. Greedy that the bet is off.
 * Little Miss Contrary: Ooh. How fat you are!
 * [Mr. Skinny gasps and wonders who said it. Little Miss Contrary approches him.]
 * Mr. Skinny: What did you say, Little Miss Contrary?
 * Little Miss Contrary: I said how fat you are!
 * Mr. Skinny: Oh no. You always get things back to front, Little Miss Contrary. I'm skinny. [Happier] But you have just given me a great idea. I must do the opposite to win my bet!
 * [He runs away to the surprise of Miss Contrary. Food has been set up on a table.]
 * Narrator: Mr. Greedy was about to sit down to an enormous lunch when...
 * [Mr. Skinny and Mr. Tickle are behind the bush.]
 * Mr. Skinny: It's your turn now, Mr. Tickle.
 * [Mr. Tickle stretches his arms and tickles Mr. Greedy, causing the latter to let go of his cake.]
 * Mr. Greedy: [Laughs] Stop it, Mr. Tickle! So why not me at all!
 * [They carry on, running across the field. Meanwhile, a sausage appears on Mr. Skinny's plate. He eats it with a fork. His weighing scales reads 2.]
 * Narrator: And the next morning...
 * Mr. Skinny: Your turn, Mr. Greedy!
 * [A skinny Mr. Greedy steps onto the scales. It reads 1.]
 * Mr. Greedy: One?! Oh, well done, Mr. Skinny! You are heavier than me. You are the winner! [Rubs his tummy] Oh well, after all those tickles I'm not hungry anymore.
 * Mr. Skinny: Mr. Greedy, I would like to ask you something. Why did you make fun of my being skinny?
 * Mr. Greedy: Me? I'd never do such a thing.
 * Mr. Skinny: Little Miss Trouble told me that. [Realises what he said] Oh... [Suspiciously] Now I see, this was just another one of her nasty tricks!
 * Mr. Greedy: Ooh. Maybe, but after all this activity I could eat an ox. Oh I know, why don't you come round to my house, and we'll have breakfast together, eh?


 * [At Mr. Greedy's house, Mr. Greedy has lots of food on his side of the table, whilst Mr. Skiny has just a piece of toast.]
 * Mr. Greedy: Mr. Skinny. I bet I finish my breakfast ages before you.
 * Mr. Skinny: You're not, Mr. Greedy. Ready, steady, go!
 * [Mr. Skinny takes a bite off his toast. On the other side, Mr. Greedy puts everything in his mouth as fast as he can, getting fatter whilst doing so.]
 * Mr. Skinny: How Greedy you are, Mr. Greedy.
 * Mr. Greedy: [Holding a cake near his mouth.] How Skinny you are, Mr. Skinny.
 * [They both laugh. The screen fades to black and the credits appear.]