“Good morning,” detto Wilbur.
“You’re late,” grumbled the director.
Wilbur had only ten minuti to get made up, go to Wardrobe, and finish learning his lines.
“Hold still,” detto Maxine, the makeup woman. “I have to make te look strong and smart. It isn’t easy, te know!” she joked.
With practiced skill, the Wardrobe Department transformed Wilbur into the Bionic Bunny.
First they snapped on his costume with the built-in muscles.
They tied his bionic sneakers, which made him taller.
They strapped on his bionic wristwatcher, which supposedly let him see anything anywhere.
Finally, they pulled on his bionic ears, which supposedly let him hear everything.
“Everyone on the set!” ordered the director.
“Speak up,” mumbled Wilbur. “I can’t hear a thing with this darn ears on.”
“Move!” growled the director.
The crew switched on the lights and tested the microphones.
They moved the last sets into place, and quietly wheeled the cameras into position.
“Tilt camera one up to make Wilbur look taller in the opening shot,” ordered the director. “Camera two, tilt down on the rats to make them look smaller.”
“Wake up, Wilbur,” called the director. “Let’s make television!”
“And now,” detto the announcer, “the one who makes the impossible possible, the Bionic Bunny.
“With a twitch of his nose and a wiggle of his ears, he summons his bionic strength.”
(The robbery scene)
Robber 1: This is a stickup! Lock all the doors. Nobody’s going nowhere.
Robber 2: Put all the money in a bag, toots.
(The masked robbers leave the bank with the loot)
Robber 1: So long, suckers.
Citizen 1: We’ve been robbed! Help! Help! Help!
Citizen 2: Help!
(Bionic Bunny arrives)
Bionic Bunny: To the rescue! A brick bacheca never stops the Bionic Bunny. I’ll just twitch my nose and wiggle my ears. Here I come!
(Wilbur as the Bionic Bunny crashes through a bacheca and falls to the floor)
Wilbur: Ouch!
“Cut!” shouted the director. “What’s the matter, Wilbur?”
“I need a Band-Aid,” detto Wilbur.
“If those bricks were real and not rubber you’d need più than a Band-Aid,” detto the cameraman.
“Now, in this successivo scene the robbers see you,” reminded the director. “Speak loudly and look scary. Make them afraid of you!
Places, everyone. Action!”
(The chase scene)
Robber 2: Oh no! It’s the Bionic Bunny!
Robber 1: Quick, to the Ratmobile!
(Bionic Bunny chases the Ratmobile)
Bionic Bunny: Drop those guns, te rubber ribbon ruts…Oh, shucks!
“Cut!” called the director. “Wilbur, te should know your lines. Sometimes it amazes me that te can even remember your name!”
The script man’s voice came from the control room. “Drop those guns, te rotten robber rats!”
“Could te sposta the teleprompter closer?” asked Wilbur. “I can’t read it without my glasses.”
“So much for your bionic powers,” groaned the director.
“Ready? Action!”
(Resuming the chase scene)
Robber 1: Step on it, Big Cheese! If we can beat Bionic Bunny to the secret hideout, we’ll get away.
Bionic Bunny: I’ll just use my bionic ears to tune in on those rats. Hmmm, so they’ve got a secret hideout…not so secret when I mostra up.
(He arrives at a strada, via block)
Bionic Bunny: Boy, that Ratmobile really travels. I’ll have to make a bionic leap over that building to catch up. With a twitch of my nose and a wiggle of my ears…
“Cut!” called the director. “Set up for the bionic leap. Wilbur, te pose for three shots. Remember, just look like it’s easy. The editor will put these shots together so that it looks like te did it yourself.”
“Boy, I’m glad I don’t really have to hop up there. High places make me dizzy.”
(After Bionic Bunny lands on the roof…)
Bionic Bunny: I can see everything up here—except those robbers. I’ll just tune them in on my bionic wristwatcher.
(But when Bionic Bunny turns on his watch, something was wrong)
Bionic Bunny: What’s going on? No picture! My wristwatcher and my bionic ears aren’t working! When I twitch my nose and wiggle my ears, nothing happens!
(At the harbor, it turns out that the bionic signals were scrambled da the ratto radar on the robbers’ boat, the S.S. Stinker)
Robber 1: Ha, ha. We fixed him and his fancy bionic equipment.
(Inside the boat, the robbers count the money)
Robber 1: One hundred for you, two hundred for me.
Robber 2: Hey, wait a minute.
(Back on the mainland…)
Bionic Bunny: Time for some serious research. I’ll consult my Bionic Bunny handbook. Just as I though—water rats. I have a plan that will cook their goose. A quick call to the police, and I’ll just borrow this barca for a little surprise party.
(Later, Bionic Bunny catches up to the robbers)
Robber 1: Look, he’s following us! He doesn’t stand a chance in this storm. Bye-bye, Bionic Bunny!
Bionic Bunny: Give up, te rats! I’ve got te surrounded. The ratto trap is set. The Bionic Bunny is unsinkable…(He is suddenly blown off the boat) Ahhhh!
“Cut!” screamed the director.
“Help! I’m drowning!” cried Wilbur. “I can’t swim.”
“This is supposed to be a storm, not a tornado!” yelled the director.
“Turn down the wind machine. Control room, less thunder and lightning. omaggio Department, bring out the giant cat balloons.”
(The final chase scene)
(Bionic Bunny blows air into a giant cat balloon. He also makes mewing sounds.)
Robber 1: What’s that?
Robber 2: Sounds like a very large pussycat!
(The mewing sounds made da the Bionic Bunny frightened the rats)
Robber 2: I hate pussycats!
Robber 1: Me too! Run for your life!
(The rats abandoned ship as soon as the police barca arrives)
(Later, the rats were arrested and were escorted to the police van)
Police Officer: The Bionic Bunny always leaves before we get a chance to thank him.
Robber 2: Just te wait, Bionic Bunny!
Robber 1: Our paths will attraversare, croce again!
“Cut!” announced the director. “Another mostra finished. Good work, cast. Wilbur, make sure te know your lines better tomorrow when the Bionic Bunny meets the giant green gerbils from Mars.”
“You’re kidding,” groaned Wilbur.
Wilbur detto a tired goodnight to the cast and went to his dressing room. Here he slipped off his bionic sneakers, pulled off his bionic ears and wristwatcher, carefully hung up his costume with the built-in muscles, and headed home.
“Hello, dear,” detto his wife. “You’re just in time to help with dinner. Can te open this jar?”
“Just twitch your nose, Daddy,” suggested the twins.
“And wiggle your ears,” giggled the triplets.
“Look!” cried the triplets. “Bubba opened the jar! And he didn’t even twitch his nose o wiggle his ears.”
“You’re late,” grumbled the director.
Wilbur had only ten minuti to get made up, go to Wardrobe, and finish learning his lines.
“Hold still,” detto Maxine, the makeup woman. “I have to make te look strong and smart. It isn’t easy, te know!” she joked.
With practiced skill, the Wardrobe Department transformed Wilbur into the Bionic Bunny.
First they snapped on his costume with the built-in muscles.
They tied his bionic sneakers, which made him taller.
They strapped on his bionic wristwatcher, which supposedly let him see anything anywhere.
Finally, they pulled on his bionic ears, which supposedly let him hear everything.
“Everyone on the set!” ordered the director.
“Speak up,” mumbled Wilbur. “I can’t hear a thing with this darn ears on.”
“Move!” growled the director.
The crew switched on the lights and tested the microphones.
They moved the last sets into place, and quietly wheeled the cameras into position.
“Tilt camera one up to make Wilbur look taller in the opening shot,” ordered the director. “Camera two, tilt down on the rats to make them look smaller.”
“Wake up, Wilbur,” called the director. “Let’s make television!”
“And now,” detto the announcer, “the one who makes the impossible possible, the Bionic Bunny.
“With a twitch of his nose and a wiggle of his ears, he summons his bionic strength.”
(The robbery scene)
Robber 1: This is a stickup! Lock all the doors. Nobody’s going nowhere.
Robber 2: Put all the money in a bag, toots.
(The masked robbers leave the bank with the loot)
Robber 1: So long, suckers.
Citizen 1: We’ve been robbed! Help! Help! Help!
Citizen 2: Help!
(Bionic Bunny arrives)
Bionic Bunny: To the rescue! A brick bacheca never stops the Bionic Bunny. I’ll just twitch my nose and wiggle my ears. Here I come!
(Wilbur as the Bionic Bunny crashes through a bacheca and falls to the floor)
Wilbur: Ouch!
“Cut!” shouted the director. “What’s the matter, Wilbur?”
“I need a Band-Aid,” detto Wilbur.
“If those bricks were real and not rubber you’d need più than a Band-Aid,” detto the cameraman.
“Now, in this successivo scene the robbers see you,” reminded the director. “Speak loudly and look scary. Make them afraid of you!
Places, everyone. Action!”
(The chase scene)
Robber 2: Oh no! It’s the Bionic Bunny!
Robber 1: Quick, to the Ratmobile!
(Bionic Bunny chases the Ratmobile)
Bionic Bunny: Drop those guns, te rubber ribbon ruts…Oh, shucks!
“Cut!” called the director. “Wilbur, te should know your lines. Sometimes it amazes me that te can even remember your name!”
The script man’s voice came from the control room. “Drop those guns, te rotten robber rats!”
“Could te sposta the teleprompter closer?” asked Wilbur. “I can’t read it without my glasses.”
“So much for your bionic powers,” groaned the director.
“Ready? Action!”
(Resuming the chase scene)
Robber 1: Step on it, Big Cheese! If we can beat Bionic Bunny to the secret hideout, we’ll get away.
Bionic Bunny: I’ll just use my bionic ears to tune in on those rats. Hmmm, so they’ve got a secret hideout…not so secret when I mostra up.
(He arrives at a strada, via block)
Bionic Bunny: Boy, that Ratmobile really travels. I’ll have to make a bionic leap over that building to catch up. With a twitch of my nose and a wiggle of my ears…
“Cut!” called the director. “Set up for the bionic leap. Wilbur, te pose for three shots. Remember, just look like it’s easy. The editor will put these shots together so that it looks like te did it yourself.”
“Boy, I’m glad I don’t really have to hop up there. High places make me dizzy.”
(After Bionic Bunny lands on the roof…)
Bionic Bunny: I can see everything up here—except those robbers. I’ll just tune them in on my bionic wristwatcher.
(But when Bionic Bunny turns on his watch, something was wrong)
Bionic Bunny: What’s going on? No picture! My wristwatcher and my bionic ears aren’t working! When I twitch my nose and wiggle my ears, nothing happens!
(At the harbor, it turns out that the bionic signals were scrambled da the ratto radar on the robbers’ boat, the S.S. Stinker)
Robber 1: Ha, ha. We fixed him and his fancy bionic equipment.
(Inside the boat, the robbers count the money)
Robber 1: One hundred for you, two hundred for me.
Robber 2: Hey, wait a minute.
(Back on the mainland…)
Bionic Bunny: Time for some serious research. I’ll consult my Bionic Bunny handbook. Just as I though—water rats. I have a plan that will cook their goose. A quick call to the police, and I’ll just borrow this barca for a little surprise party.
(Later, Bionic Bunny catches up to the robbers)
Robber 1: Look, he’s following us! He doesn’t stand a chance in this storm. Bye-bye, Bionic Bunny!
Bionic Bunny: Give up, te rats! I’ve got te surrounded. The ratto trap is set. The Bionic Bunny is unsinkable…(He is suddenly blown off the boat) Ahhhh!
“Cut!” screamed the director.
“Help! I’m drowning!” cried Wilbur. “I can’t swim.”
“This is supposed to be a storm, not a tornado!” yelled the director.
“Turn down the wind machine. Control room, less thunder and lightning. omaggio Department, bring out the giant cat balloons.”
(The final chase scene)
(Bionic Bunny blows air into a giant cat balloon. He also makes mewing sounds.)
Robber 1: What’s that?
Robber 2: Sounds like a very large pussycat!
(The mewing sounds made da the Bionic Bunny frightened the rats)
Robber 2: I hate pussycats!
Robber 1: Me too! Run for your life!
(The rats abandoned ship as soon as the police barca arrives)
(Later, the rats were arrested and were escorted to the police van)
Police Officer: The Bionic Bunny always leaves before we get a chance to thank him.
Robber 2: Just te wait, Bionic Bunny!
Robber 1: Our paths will attraversare, croce again!
“Cut!” announced the director. “Another mostra finished. Good work, cast. Wilbur, make sure te know your lines better tomorrow when the Bionic Bunny meets the giant green gerbils from Mars.”
“You’re kidding,” groaned Wilbur.
Wilbur detto a tired goodnight to the cast and went to his dressing room. Here he slipped off his bionic sneakers, pulled off his bionic ears and wristwatcher, carefully hung up his costume with the built-in muscles, and headed home.
“Hello, dear,” detto his wife. “You’re just in time to help with dinner. Can te open this jar?”
“Just twitch your nose, Daddy,” suggested the twins.
“And wiggle your ears,” giggled the triplets.
“Look!” cried the triplets. “Bubba opened the jar! And he didn’t even twitch his nose o wiggle his ears.”
da Ogden Nash
Winter is the king of showmen,
Turning albero stumps into snow men
And houses into birthday cakes
And spreading sugar over the lakes.
Smooth and clean and frost white
The world looks good enough to bite.
That’s the season to be young,
Catching snowflakes on your tongue.
Snow is snowy when it’s snowing
I’m sorry it’s slushy when it’s going.
SNOW
da Karla Kuskin
We’ll play in the snow
And stray in the snow
And stay in the snow
In a snow-white park.
We’ll clown in the snow
And frown in the snow
Fall down in the snow
Till it’s after dark.
We’ll cook snow pies
In a big snow pan.
We’ll make snow eyes
In a round snow man.
We’ll sing snow songs
And chant snow chants
And roll in the snow
In our fat snow pants.
And when it’s time to go home to eat
We’ll have snow toes
On our frosted feet.