mr. ratburn says you refuse to do homework, binky. mr.ould we fritter away our lives and allow the wonders of this amazing gift to just pass us by? come with me, young man. haney: mr. ratburn this boy has the soul of a poet and i for one do not appreciate you trying to crush his soaring spirit and natural talents. binky? binky barnes? this budding walt whitman has inspired me to follow my lifelong dream-- to climb mount everest. i won't be a life fritter-er away-erer. thank you, my boy. see you, herb. i realize they're your goals but you can't take a bite out of the sun. it's hotter than pizza that's been cooked inside a baked potato. and you can't drink a whole ocean. salt water would make you sick. that only leaves me one goal. ( classical music playing ) there's something very strange going on. d.w. had this game last and she put everything back where it belongs. and last night... she kissed me good night. eerie. not as eerie as this-- an invitation to a ballet recital... all: starring binky barnes. do you think it's... don't say space

mr. ratburn gives hard homework and it's even harder when my sister d.w. is with the tibble twins. ( screamingping to take a breath timmy tibble can yell for five minutes. ( yelling ) ( yelling ) and tommy tibble-- sometimes it seems like he's four kids. ( four kids yelling ) if you think the tibbles are bad now imagine what they'd be like if they had super powers! ( screams ) ( laughing ) arthur: mom... i can't concentrate on my homework with d.w. and her friends screaming. ( screaming and laughing ) i'll talk to them. can we think of something quieter for you to do? arthur has a lot of homework. maybe a game. tv! tv! tv! tv! how about a video? that one! yeah! yeah! woman: mary moo cow sings about feet. ( rap beat playing ) ♪ your toes would roll around inside your shoes ♪ ♪ if you didn't have feet to attach them to ♪ ♪ feet. ♪ thanks, mom. you must have difficult homework to be working this hard. i just want to finish it extra-fast so i can watch secrets of magic on tv tonight. they'll do all the best tricks. maybe i'll learn to make d.w. disappear. ( woman singing "feet" song to barber of s

mr. ratburn said we have to build a model of this city, remember? think about it.did you see how short the fence is? i kind of like the grebes' stadium. well, this one will be even better. okay, let's divide this list up and get started. we only have a week. and i know what we could call it, too-- frenway park. you forgot your list. oh, yeah. did you know that the estadio azteca in mexico city has 114,465 seats? do you think frenway park should have that many? i think the master builder should get some sleep. it's way past your bedtime. and what should the seats be made of? they have to be comfy. maybe feathers. nah, they'll get soggy when it rains. i'll start researching seats tomorrow. more research? isn't this project due soon? dad, we're not just talking about any old stadium here. this is frenway park. (yawns) i could go down in history for this. tv host: tell us about frenway park, your new, perfect stadium. first, there's a super- high wall in left field. no one will be hitting a home run off lefty here. (fans shivering) next, i put a speaker on top of the r

mr. ratburn. not the daily special at the cafeteria. yuck! yuck!n the woods she's still not easy to scare. ( eerie voice ): what about you, arthur? ( laughs ) binky: and they hear it again: "screek, screek, screek."