The Journal, Part 2

Hey Arnold!: Season: 5 Episode: 19-20b

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Grandpa: Woo! I feel like a new man! Light as a feather. Anyway, back to the journal.

Grandpa: (narrating) We parachuted into the heart of the jungle, the volcanic mountains of San Lorenzo. Where we’d last seen any sign of the mysterious Green Eye.

(Miles and Stella parachute into the jungle, with Miles getting stuck in tree branches) Stella: You okay, Miles? Miles: Never better.

(They arrive at a Green Eye site where they previously returned the Corazón.) Stella: Miles, look. Dead butterflies. They always die first. It’s the sleeping sickness, Miles. Miles: And now it’s hit the Green Eyes.

Stella: We’ve gotta make a serum. Fast. (Stella looks at a book) We’ll need some red moss from the San Juan river, the nose whisker of a wild Bolivian boar, and the root of a Panamanian zapote tree. Miles: Right. Sounds easy.


 * Miles
 * (sighs) Okay, I give up. We’ve looked under every rock on this entire river, and no red moss.


 * Stella
 * Umm… you haven’t looked under every rock. (points to a rock above the river)


 * Miles
 * (sighs)


 * Stella
 * There he is.
 * (Miles approaches the boar, hiding behind bushes)
 * Careful…


 * Miles
 * (gets the whisker, only to get caught in a spider web and wake up the boar)
 * I hate spiders, I hate spiders, I hate spiders! Aaah!


 * Miles
 * Okay, I admit the first two were hard, but this one will be easy!
 * (Miles and Stella grab shovels, only for him to step on quicksand)
 * Umm.. oh-oh. Stella! Stellaaa!


 * Stella
 * Miles! (She ties a vine around her, and dives into the quicksand to save Miles)


 * Miles
 * (panting) Like I said, that was easy. (shows the root)

(Miles and Stella sleep on the plane while Eduardo flies it. Cut to them making the syrum in their hut, while Eduardo hunts butterflies. The syrum at first fails, but later works.)
 * Stella
 * Got it.

(They leave the syrum at the site from before.)
 * Miles
 * I hope we’re not too late.

(A wind blows, and the scene cuts to them sleeping in their hut.)
 * Stella
 * (sees gift from the Green Eyes) Miles.


 * Miles
 * Wow. A double thank-you.


 * Grandpa (narrating)
 * Later that night, we toasted Stella for making the life-saving syrum.


 * Miles
 * To Stella!


 * Eduardo
 * The Florence Nightingale of San Lorenzo!


 * Stella
 * Ehh. (drops drink)


 * Miles
 * Are you okay, Honey? What’s wrong?


 * Stella
 * I’m fine, but when that drink hit my stomach… No good.


 * Miles
 * Your stomach? Maybe you should lie down.


 * Stella
 * Don’t worry, I’m okay.


 * Grandpa (narrating)
 * Despite what Stella had said, I was worried. Really worried. I couldn’t help but think--


 * Arnold
 * What was wrong with her? Was she really sick?


 * Grandpa
 * Well, she was, um… sorta kinda, you know, in a manner of speaking…


 * Arnold
 * Was it food poisoning?


 * Grandpa
 * No.


 * Arnold
 * Tropical flu?


 * Grandpa
 * No, whatever that is.


 * Arnold
 * Oh, I know.


 * Grandpa
 * Do you?


 * Arnold
 * She caught the sleeping sickness.


 * Grandpa
 * Eeeeh. Nope, wrong, but thank you for playing.


 * Arnold
 * O-Okay, I give up.


 * Grandpa
 * Don’t give up, ya quitter! Okay, I’ll give ya a hint. Your mother was going to have…


 * Grandma
 * A hernia?


 * Grandpa
 * No, no, no, no. It’s a good thing she was going to have. It rhymes with "maybe".


 * Grandma
 * Rabies!


 * Grandpa
 * Oh! Think, she was going to have a… Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da.


 * Arnold
 * A baby!


 * Grandpa
 * Oh yeah! Bingo!


 * Stella
 * (comes out of clinic) I’m pregnant. We’re gonna have a baby.


 * Grandpa (to Arnold)
 * And do you know who that baby was?


 * Arnold
 * Me?


 * Grandpa
 * Right again, Shortman!


 * Grandma (singing)
 * Baby, baby! Stick your head in gravy! Wash it out with bubblegum and send it to the navy!


 * Grandpa
 * Pookie! Pookie! Pookie, enough, stop! Eh. So there you were Arnold, in your mommy’s belly.


 * Arnold
 * Okay, great. Can we move on?


 * Grandpa
 * Heh-heh-heh. Making you uncomfortable, ah? Okay, let’s move on.


 * Grandpa (narrating)
 * The last few months have been very productive. Eduardo and I have been clearing land, planting crops, and building a school, while Stella grows more and more pregnant.
 * With Arnold! That’s you, Arnold! Heh-heh-heh.


 * Arnold
 * Grandpa…


 * Miles
 * (Stella complains)
 * You okay? You look kinda pale.


 * Stella
 * Never better.


 * Miles
 * (gasps) You mean…


 * Stella
 * (nods)


 * Miles
 * Okay. (whistles, Eduardo comes with a litter) Your ride’s here.

(the three move through the jungle)
 * Stella
 * Look, smoke. That must be the town.


 * Miles
 * That’s great. We’re nearly there.


 * Eduardo
 * Well, I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is that the hospital is just around that mountain.


 * Stella
 * And the bad news?


 * Eduardo
 * The mountain… it’s a volcano. It’s called Volcan Turriable. But don’t worry, volcanoes smoke all the time. I’m sure that’s all it’ll do.

(Volcano erupts, animals start making sounds)
 * Miles
 * Oh, great. We get here right when it’s erupting!


 * Stella
 * So am I!


 * Miles
 * Oh, this isn’t good!


 * Grandpa (reading)
 * The volcano started spitting out fire and smoke like crazy! It was both beautiful and terrifying at the same time. Sorta like you, Pookie.


 * Grandma
 * Back at ya, sweetcheeks!


 * Arnold
 * Then what happened? Then what happened!?


 * Grandpa
 * Okay, okay.


 * Grandpa (narrating)
 * The earth heaved and shook! The air thundered with the shrieks of jungle animals! And (words???) rivers of molten lava came pouring down from every direction, cutting off our escape!

(Fiery proyectiles come flying down around the trio, as they avoid the lava.)
 * Stella
 * (groans)

(Miles and Eduardo move Stella, as the litter is burned by the lava.)
 * Stella
 * I can’t move. I have to lie down. Right. Now.


 * Grandpa (narrating)
 * We had no choice, but to lay Stella right down on the trail. She was not very happy.


 * Stella
 * I. Am. Not. Very. HAPPY!!!!

(Volcano eruption intensifies, monkeys screech.)
 * Stella
 * Miles, it’s time!


 * Miles
 * Okay, then we’ll just have to deliver the baby right here, in this lovely spot-! (Miles is interrupted by Eduardo, who sees the lava flow behind them.)


 * Eduardo
 * Dios mío! Look!


 * Miles
 * Aah!

(Stella screams.)
 * Miles
 * (looking at their surroundings) Geez, Eduardo, what now?
 * (gasps as he sees a column of green smoke) The Green Eyes!

(Miles and Eduardo drag Stella to the nearby temple, as lava follows them. They find a bed prepared inside.)
 * Stella
 * Uuuaaagghh! (ground shakes)


 * Miles
 * (grabs a wet cloth and covers Stella’s face)
 * Rememember, breathe, breath. Just like in class!


 * Stella
 * Grrr, shut up, shut up, shut up!!

(Eduardo goes outside the temple, seeing all the destruction around them.)
 * Stella
 * Aaaaaaauuugghh! Ah! Aaaah! Ah… ah… ah! Aaaaaaah! Aaaaaaaah! Ah! AAAAAUUUUGGHH!

(The eruption abrutly stops. All animals fall silent as a baby’s cry is heard. Eduardo reenters the temple. Stella kisses the newborn.)
 * Eduardo
 * He has silenced all of nature.


 * Miles
 * Our little baby.


 * Stella
 * A miracle baby… Arnold.


 * Eduardo
 * Arnold. That’s his name?


 * Stella
 * It was my dad’s name.


 * Eduardo
 * Arnold. He’s a good-looking boy.


 * Stella
 * (gives the baby Arnold to Miles) We couldn’t have done it without you, Eduardo. Thank you. (She kisses him on the cheek.)


 * Miles
 * He is a good-looking kid, isn’t he? Hey. Hi. Hey Arnold. Hi baby boy. I’m your dad. And this is your lovely mom. You’re so lucky.


 * Miles (narrating)
 * And so are we. We have a miracle baby, named Arnold.


 * Green Eye
 * Arnold…


 * Arnold
 * Wow, grandpa. What an incredible story, I can’t believe it!


 * Grandpa
 * Neither can I, it’s amazing! I can’t believe they didn’t name you Phil!


 * Arnold
 * No, the volcano! I can’t believe the way I was born!


 * Grandpa
 * What, you think I was making it up all these years?


 * Arnold
 * Well… actually, I did.


 * Grandpa
 * Me, make up a story!?


 * Arnold
 * …It’s been known to happen.


 * Grandpa
 * Alright, sue me, I made up a story. But this one is a hundred-percent true! You were a miracle baby, Arnold! Born during a volcanic eruption!


 * Grandma
 * I always thought he was born in the back seat of a greyhound bus rolling down Highway 41.


 * Grandpa
 * Oh, Pookie, that’s an old hippie song!


 * Grandma
 * Oh, yes, that’s right!


 * Arnold
 * So, why did the volcano stop when I was born?


 * Grandpa
 * Mmm, I don’t know. Maybe your dad can shed some light on it. Let’s see.
 * "I guess it will always be a happy mystery why everything became still and silent right after Arnold was born…"
 * Well, that’s lame! At least he could’ve made something up!


 * Arnold
 * So, what happened after that? Did they go back to their village?


 * Grandpa
 * No, you all lived happily in an old stone temple surrounded by boiling-hot lava. (ba-dum-tss)


 * Grandma
 * Well, where did they go to the bathroom?


 * Grandpa
 * Yet another mystery! (stomach rumbles) Oh! Speaking of bathrooms, that kung-pow shrimp is backing up on me! Be right back!

(Arnold laughs. Fade to black) (Sound of toilet flushing)
 * Grandpa
 * Alright, let’s see. The journal, the journal. Ah, here we are! "We’ve been back in our village for a week, and life is very different now that we have a baby!"


 * Grandma
 * We have a baby!?


 * Grandpa
 * Pookie, I got a roll of tape and I’m not afraid to use it! (Grandma blinks, Grandpa puts away the tape.)


 * Grandpa (narrating)
 * Our normal routine is a thing of the past. Now we spend all our time concentrating on Arnold. Diapering him, bathing him, feeding him, but most of all, trying to get him to sleep! Oof!

(Baby Arnold crawls away from his parents’ bed.)
 * Miles
 * (wakes up and gasps) Arnold! Where’s Arnold?


 * Stella
 * Arnold!

(Miles sees baby Arnold approach a snake.)
 * Miles
 * (gasp) Arnold!


 * Grandpa (narrating)
 * Stella and I made a hard decision, but I think it’s the right one. We’re going to leave San Lorenzo, I think we’ve done some good work here. But I wrote mom and dad and told them that it’s time they met their grandson, and that we’re coming home.


 * Grandpa
 * That’s me, Phil, the dad he wrote to. Should’ve been your name, Arnold!


 * Arnold
 * Grandpa.


 * Grandpa (narrating)
 * We’ll miss our village in this country, and our many friends, but it’s all different now with Arnold. I love my new son so much, he’s changed our lives forever. I never thought we could be so happy.

(Abner catches up to Miles and Stella’s wagon.)
 * Miles
 * Hahaha!


 * Eduardo
 * I’ll miss you both so very much.


 * Miles
 * And we’ll miss you too, Eduardo.


 * Stella
 * Thanks for everything. Everything.


 * Grandpa (narrating)
 * While flying away from our old life and toward our new one, I was thinking about how nice and simple things will be back in my hometown. Even in the jungle, I would dream about my childhood in the big ol’ brick house, and my peaceful, quiet neighborhood.

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