Hic or Treat


 * ''[first lines, throwing stuff out, looking]
 * D.W.: What are you doing?
 * Arthur: Besides messing up your room, none of your business.
 * ''[D.W. hiccups]
 * Arthur: And stop hiccuping, okay? You're driving me nuts! [closing the door, then starting to put on Frankenstein] You know how some kids dress as kitty cats and fairies on Halloween? Well, that's not what Halloween's about. I'll show what I mean.
 * ''[cut to the guests, arriving at the house, then opening the door]
 * All: Twick or tweat!
 * Woman: Oh, look. You're so cute! [grabs the candy]
 * Arthur: Wrong! See? On Halloween, you're supposed to look like monsters. You're supposed to scare people. Try again. [closing the door, then ringing, then opening the door]
 * All: Twick or tweat?
 * Arthur: There you go. Much better. [gives the candy, then putting candy in the bags, then cut back to the house] Scaring people on Halloween is an important tradition. Plus, it's fun. Watch this. [puts on Frankenstein, then opening the door, laughing] Wa-ha-ha-ha!
 * D.W.: [laughing] Is that your idea of scary? What's on your face? Underpants? [chuckling, then hiccuping]
 * ''[the title card]
 * ''[cut to a treehouse]
 * Arthur: [looking at a paper] Check this out. I'm going as Frankentist, half Frankenstein, half dentist. Scary, huh?
 * Francine: Not really. I'm gonna be a Prom Queen.
 * Buster: What's scary about that?
 * Francine: Trust me. Me as a Prom Queen will be scary.
 * Buster: That's not half the scariest Candy Boy.
 * Francine: "Candy boy"?
 * Buster: He's a boy who never gets candy, and makes him really mad.
 * Arthur: So, what's your costume, Brain?
 * Brain: [drawing a picture] I'm going as a 14th century! This is the castle and these are the serfs and here's a village where false beliefs are taking home. The 14th Century. Don't you get it? No hygiene, no moveable tide, no science?
 * ''[ripping a picture, then cut to the house]
 * Arthur: Guess who's going to have the scariest costume this year, me.
 * D.W.: Not Arthur! I'm going to be way scarier than you!
 * Arthur: What could you possibly think of that scarier than Frankentist?
 * D.W.: Lost of things. [hiccups] How about a hairless mouths, or a dog that walks when it's high legs? Or a roller-skate without shoelaces? Or I could be a brown banana, that's scary!
 * Arthur: Mom, can you please make D.W. stop hiccuping? She's been doing it since yesterday.
 * D.W.: I can't help it. [takes a bite]
 * Mom: Did you try holding your breath, D.W.? Maybe that'll work.
 * D.W.: Okay. [takes a deep breath while holding]
 * Arthur: Cut it out. That's worse than hiccuping.
 * D.W.: [spits at Arthur's face] Oops. Sorry! [hiccups]
 * ''[cut to the library]
 * Francine: What's scarier? A crown of retiara? And, why are you covered in crums?
 * Arthur: [sighs, then taking the crums off] It's all D.W.'s fault. She's been hiccuping for two days, and it's driving me crazy.
 * Francine: What care of hiccups is easy? All you have to do is drink a glass of water upside-down.
 * Arthur: You mean, you have to be upside-down when you drink of water? Or you have to hold the glass, so it's upside-down when you drink.
 * Francine: Beats me. I've never had the hiccups. [drawing the picture]
 * Brain: Some scientists believe that if you scare someone, you can cause an esophoageal condroction, and they'll stop hiccuping.
 * ''[grabs the picture, then cut to watch TV, while eating popcorn]
 * Mary Moo Cow: One plus zero is one. Excellent! Now, girls and boys, let's draw some big order!
 * ''[Arthur roars at D.W., then slipping on the pencils, then tripping over]
 * D.W.: Is that your idea of scary?
 * Arthur: Ow.
 * ''[cut to eating dinner]
 * Dad: D.W., isn't there anyway you can stop hiccuping?
 * D.W.: No.
 * Mom: She's tried everything, holding her breath, drinking water, I don't know what else to do.
 * Arthur: Brain told me to scare her, but it only made her hiccups worse.
 * D.W.: That's because there's no way! You could scare me, you too, Arthur Read. [bringing to the bedroom] Okay, Arthur. If you really want to scare me, then's here's my list of things that are scary.
 * Arthur: [looking at a list] Dubunny?
 * D.W.: Dark Bunny. I've never seen it, but I've heard it's scary.
 * Arthur: Awkpusus?
 * D.W.: Octopuses. If one fell in my bath, I don't what I would do.
 * Arthur: This can't be right. Number three looks like a cookie.
 * D.W.: It is. Eating a gingerbread man. Eww.
 * Arthur: How is that scary?
 * D.W.: They're creepy. Those little raisin eyes, and fat legs. Keep reading.
 * Arthur: Um, eye?
 * D.W.: Uni. Losing Uni. No, having to give Uni to the Tibbles! That'd be the scariest thing in the whole wide world!
 * Arthur: D.W., why can't you be scared of normal stuff like aliens and cobwebs? All right. How about we start with number two?
 * ''[cut to D.W. in a bath]
 * D.W.: I'm ready! Ready for the octopus!
 * Arthur: D.W., it's not scary if you know and octopus is coming. You have to be surprised.
 * D.W.: Oh, okay. Laddie-daddy-die. I'm just sitting here in the tub, not waiting for an octopus.
 * Arthur: [throwing in the tub] It's an octopus!
 * D.W.: [picking up an octopus] What is this? It's a balloon with pipe cleaners.
 * Arthur: Well, I didn't have an actual... Oh, all right. Let's try Dark Bunny. [throwing an octopus in the trash can]
 * D.W.: Okay. Let's get this show on the road.
 * Arthur: Before we start, do you need your blankie?
 * D.W.: My blankie bit their dust a long time ago.
 * ''[Arthur turns the TV on with Dark Bunny]
 * Dark Bunny: I tell you, Mary, I have to change my evil ways. But how?
 * Mary Moo Cow: It's easy to be good, Dark Bunny. Just start by spelling the word good. G-O...
 * Arthur: What? This can't be right. "Blinded on Dark Bunny. Mary Moo Cow pays the bad bunny of visit." No! Turn it off!
 * ''[turns the TV off, then cut to a cafe]
 * D.W.: Are you sure he won't need bad that I ate him?
 * Arthur: Trust me. I am 1,000 percent sure.
 * D.W.: Okay. Here goes. [he eats the top of the head of the gingerbread man cookie] Head, eyes, not bad. Or, um, legs, um, Arthur! [throwing the cookie away] It's alive! It's moving inside me!
 * Arthur: It's a cookie, D.W. Sit down.
 * D.W.: He's mad! I can feel it! He's coming back up! [burping, then hiccuping]
 * ''[sighs, then cut at night]
 * Arthur: This is the last scary on your list. It'd better work.
 * D.W.: [rings the doorbell] This is Uni. Another is there clothes for his clothes barn. And her schoolhouse, and unicycle, and pedalagic good vertable. And don't you dare even touch her, because as soon as I stop hiccuping, I wander back!
 * ''[they both run away]
 * Arthur: That didn't seem too scary.
 * D.W.: It was terrifying. Poor Uni, will I ever get to see her blue hair again? Will I ever get the crayon her face? Did you hear that?
 * Arthur: Hear what?
 * D.W.: I'm not hiccuping anymore.
 * ''[they both jump up]
 * Arthur: We did it!
 * Brain: Hi, Arthur. Hi, D.W.
 * D.W.: Look, no hiccups!
 * Brain: Good for you. You know, I was just reading about the World Record holder for hiccups. Some kind in Charles Osborn had the hiccups for 68 years. Can you believe it? Well, see ya.
 * D.W.: [hiccuping] Oh, no. Oh, no!
 * ''[cut to the World Olympics]
 * Man: We're here waiting to see D.W. Read can set the World Record for hiccups.
 * ''[D.W. hiccups]
 * Man: Tell me, how does it feel to be this close to making history?
 * D.W.: Terrible.
 * Man: If you can continue hiccuping for another 30 seconds, then it will be a officially 69 years, since you started, which makes you, uh, let me see, 69...
 * D.W.: Old.
 * Man: Right! Very old. Let's watch and see, shall we? What's wrong?
 * D.W.: I can't hiccup anymore.
 * Man: Now you decide to stop? It's a bust folks, go home.
 * ''[the guests all leave, then D.W. shakes her head, then cut back to walking to the house]
 * D.W.: At least I don't need a Halloween costume this year. I can just go as Hiccup Girl.
 * Arthur: That's pretty scary. I have to admit.
 * ''[cut in the house, making costumes]
 * Mom: Why aren't you wearing a costume, D.W.?
 * D.W.: I am. I'm Hiccup Girl. See?
 * Mom: Don't worry, your hiccups won't last forever.
 * D.W.: No. Just 69 years. Giver her take a few seconds.
 * Arthur: [looking in the mirror] I don't look scary at all. I looked weird.
 * Francine: It's not like this a competition or anything. Because if it was, you come in last.
 * ''[Arthur takes the glasses off]
 * Buster: Let's go, okay? CandyBoy need some candy!
 * Francine: Buster, are you sure you can see out of that mask?
 * Buster: Sure can.
 * ''[tripping over Brain]
 * Brain: Ow! Watch it.
 * Buster: Sorry, Brain.
 * Mom: Oh, wonderful costumes, everybody. [the broom with the cord takes the plug out with the lamp]
 * Buster: Hey! What happened to the lights?
 * Mom: Oops. My broom unplugged the lamp. Hold on a sec. I have a flashlight. [turns the flashlight on]
 * D.W.: [screaming while looking at Arthur holding a hook while shining] Who are you? What do you want? Help!
 * Arthur: It's me, D.W. Can't you tell?
 * ''[Mom plugs the lamp back on, then putting the glasses back on]
 * D.W.: That is that disgusting is costume I ever saw! You're scared me, and I'm never talking to you again! [runs away] Arthur, they're gone! This time, the hiccups are really gone! You did it!
 * Arthur: I did? You mean, I really am scary?
 * ''[the doorbell rings, then opening the door]
 * All: Twick or tweat!
 * Dad: Wow. Nice costumes. Just a moment.
 * ''[last lines, as Arthur roars at the kids, then they all giggle, then taking it off of the mouth]
 * Arthur: I knew it was too good to be true. [hiccuping, then starting Mr. Alwaysright]