My guess you were playing the piano and the people playing with horns. Am I right?
Well, Not exactly the people playing with horns.
No, Ruby. Those guys are playing with their noses.
Yeah, That's right. They're honkers.
(As he cheers up the Honkers) No, Don't cry, Honkers. You just keep on practicing. It's quite simple. Now, Remember when I taught you the song? You know, ♪ "Practice, Practice, Do-it again, Over, and over, Until you get it." ♪ That's all you need to do. Now, Let's try this again. And I promise we won't go too fast this time. (Bob plays the 8 scale note on the piano and Honkers copy the 8 scale note with their nose) (To the honkers) Terrific!
(As he takes his pipe out of his mouth) Oh, Good Evening. Welcome to Monsterpiece Theatre. Me your host, Alistair Cookie. Tonight, Me proud to present to you, Monsters with Dirty faces. Story about monsters washing their face. So now, "Monsters with Dirty Faces." (As he was going to the cookie, He mind struck his head) Oh, You no adjust TV sets. Movies in Black and White.
I can't wait until he sees it. (Everyone pauses) Say, Where is he? I want it to give to him. I know, Maybe he is at the store.
Uh, Big Bird?
His is not in there.
Then where is he?
Big Bird, Don't you remember we told you? Mr. Hooper died, I mean he is dead.
Okay, Maybe I will wait until he comes back.
Big Bird, Mr. Hooper isn't coming back.
And why not?
Big Bird, When people die, they don't come back.
(Voice breaksdown) But, Why not?!?
Well, Big Bird. If they are dead, They can't come back.
What happened to him?
Oh, He died. And it really very hard saying Good-Bye to him.
(Mentioning about Big Bird's drawing of Mister Hooper) So, Who was he anyway?
Oh, That drawing? Well, He was my friend.
You mean, He was a real person?
That's right. His name was Mr. Hooper. This is why that store is called "Hooper's Store."
Stop that music
(Screams as she disrupted the song)
HOW WOULD YOU EXPECT ANYONE TO GET ANY SLEEP AROUND HERE WITH ALL THIS RACKET GOING ON?!?
Shhhhh! (The Supervisor sees the babies falling fast asleep as Chrissy and the Alphabeats leaves the daycare centre).
Who is going to take over the Store?!? And who is going feed me my birdseed milkshakes, And tell me stories?!?
Big Bird, I am going to take care store. Mr. Hooper, He left everything to me. And I'll make you your birdseed milkshakes, And we will all tell you stories and see that you are okay.
We will look after you.
(Sadly) Well, It won't be the same.
You're Right, Big Bird. It will never be the same without him. (As he smiles sadly) But do you know something? Well, We can be happy that we had our chances to be with him, and know him, and to love him a lot, When he was here.
Hi! Welcome to Elmo's World! Elmo's so happy to see you! And so is Dorothy! Say hello, Dorothy!
(swims in fishbowl)
Ha ha ha! Guess what Elmo's thinking about today? Bra da da da!!!
Rubber Duckie, you're the one! You make bath time lots of fun! Rubber Duckie I'm awfully proud of you.
C is for "cookie" that's good enough for me!
Elmo loves you!
We take you now to Kermit the Frog for another fast breaking news story.
Hi-ho Kermit the Frog here from Sesame Street News.
It's impossible. I mean, They can't do it. Just watch. (plays a song on the clarinet) You see, I have fingers and worms don't have fingers. So therefore they can't play the clarinet.
And here it is. The Golden Cabbage
Weird, I thought it would be bigger.
Another score for Miami Mice. Case is closed!
You mean case is cerrado!
And now, Let's all play "What Happens Next?"
Hello, I am Gordon and welcome to "What Happens Next?" The game show where you have to find out, What would happen next.
(After Elmo imagines the world with no sounds) How was it, Elmo?
Well, Gordon was playing a flute, But no music came out. Then, Kids were playing with Barkley, But no chattering and no dog barking. Then Elmo saw Bob talking, But no words came out.
Well, Elmo. You have a good imagination. Now you know what life is like to be deaf. No sound.
(To the viewers and signing for a deaf person: T.J.) Oh, Hello! Welcome to Sesame Street! This is my child friend, T.J. Now, T.J. is deaf. That means he cannot speak, or hear anything. As a matter of fact, He cannot hear what I am saying. But he can see what I am saying by using my hands. It's called Sign-Language.
Uh, No Bob. I am not Linda.
(on the other line of the phone) Well, May I speak to Linda?
Well, You don't understand, Bob. You see, Linda can't use the telephone because she is deaf. She cannot speak or hear anything. But she can see what I am saying by using sign language. She is telling me that she is doing fine and saying hello to you, Bob.