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SESAME STREET EPISODE LAYOUT: Big Bird Brings Spring to Sesame Street
NOTE: This will be done as a modern-style episode like the past season, since I think adapting a book like this would seem to be better suited as a single street story, IMO.
This episode is adapted from the Golden Book of the same name by Lauren Collier Swindler, and illustrated by Marsha Winborn.
(We start on Sesame Street, all covered in snow as a light flurry is coming down. We hear the standard scene-starting music play, as Big Bird walks in wearing a scarf and shivering.)
Big Bird: Brrr! It’s so cold… (notices the camera) Oh, hi. Welcome to Sesame Street, where everything is now covered with snow. Look at this. The sidewalks where I would play hopscotch or jump-rope on during the summer are now all covered, and even the sandbox and the tire swing! Everything I like to play on is all wet and hidden. (sighs) I wish spring would come!
(Big Bird begins to walk down the street, until a bunch of kids, both human and Anything Muppets, run past with ice skates, sleds, etc.)
All kids: (all at once) Hi Big Bird! Isn’t the snow wonderful? Come and play with us, Big Bird!
Big Bird: I don’t want to. I wish it were spring already.
Human Girl: Hey Big Bird, do you wanna come sledding with me? It’s fun! I’ll even pull the sled uphill for you!
Big Bird: No thanks. I wanna ride my unicycle, but I can’t in all this snow!
Human Boy: Come on over to the pond with us, Big Bird! My brother says the ice is thick and perfect for skating! Grab your ice skates and come with us!
Big Bird: No thanks, kids. I’d rather go roller-skating, but the snow is too deep. Winter’s no fun at all for me.
(The other kids walk off chattering happily.)
Big Bird: I wish I could find some way to cheer myself up. Hmm… maybe I could buy some sunglasses to remind me of a warm, sunny day. Ah… no. I’d look silly walking around Sesame Street wearing sunglasses in winter! Wait a minute… how about a great big kite? I could fly it and it could add color to the sky! Hmm, I guess not, that would look pretty silly too. Wait… I have a wonderful idea! I’m gonna go get some flowers from the florists’ shop right now! I’ll buy some flowers to decorate my nest, to help remind me of spring!
(Oscar the Grouch pops out of his nearby can.)
Oscar: Yeah! You could get some cactus flowers, or maybe a Venus flytrap! (chuckles) Well, gotta go back to chilling my hot chocolate down, so it’ll taste good and yucky, and I can relish this great winter storm! (chuckles and goes back in the can)
(Later, we fade to Big Bird walking out of a florists’ shop, located a few buildings down from the Fix-It Shop.)
Big Bird: Wow, there were so many pretty flowers, but I was able to pick them by my favorite colors. I have one pink daisy, one orange tiger lily, one blue pansy, one purple iris, one yellow daffodil, and finally, one pretty red rose. That makes six flowers! I feel better already!
(Suddenly, Count von Count walks up with a few of his bats. The Count is decked out in his scarf and top hat for the winter weather.)
The Count: Aha, did I just hear someone counting? I shall take on that! One, two, three, four, five, six beautiful flowers. I love counting flowers! Ah, ha, ha, ha! (lightning and thunder go off overhead)
Big Bird: No, please don’t make the storm worse! It’ll wreck my beautiful flowers! And besides, I didn’t buy the flowers to count them. I bought them to remind me of Spring. Uh… hey Count, would you like to keep this pretty pink daisy? You could count the petals on it! (hands the daisy to the Count)
The Count: Ah, thank you, Big Bird. Counting petals is something vonderful to do! One pretty pink flower petal! Two pretty pink flower petals! Three pretty pink flower petals! (walks off with his bats and the daisy) Four pretty pink flower petals…
Big Bird: Hmm, now I only have five flowers left, but that’s not a big deal.
(Big Bird walks near the Fix-It Shop and sees Maria shoveling outside.)
Big Bird: Why there’s Maria shoveling snow. Hi, Maria!
Maria: Hi, Big Bird…WHOOPS! (Maria slips and falls on her back)
Big Bird: Oh, Maria! Are you hurt?
Maria: (laughs) No, Big Bird. I’m not hurt. But I am tired of winter and shoveling snow.
Big Bird: Well let me help you up, Maria. (helps Maria back on her feet)
Maria: Thanks, Big Bird. I have to clear this path so the customers can reach the Fix-It Shop so their feet don’t get wet.
Big Bird: I know how that feels… Hey Maria, you may have one of my flowers. It’ll help you feel happy again and remind you of spring! (gives Maria the tiger lily)
Maria: Thank you! Oh, it’s a tiger lily! I love tiger lilies because they make me think of a nice warm jungle. You’re really generous, Big Bird!
(Now Big Bird walks up to the apartment of 123 Sesame Street. Grover, wearing a winter hat, is sitting on the lower step, looking sad.)
Big Bird: I only have four flowers left now. Oh, and there’s Grover, too! Boy, he looks pretty sad.
(Big Bird goes to the steps and sits down.)
Big Bird: Good morning, Grover.
Grover: Oh my goodness. Loveable furry old Grover is very blue today.
Big Bird: Well of course you are blue, because you have blue fur.
Grover: No, no, no, no, Big Bird. Not THAT kind of blue. I mean I am feeling very sad.
Big Bird: Aww, why?
Grover: I cannot ride the new scooter I just got got in the snow! I will have to wait until either the sidewalks are plowed, or the snow melts.
Big Bird: Gee, I know how you feel. I can’t ride my unicycle, play in the sandbox, go roller-skating, or fly kites either. Say, maybe this blue pansy will make you feel better, Grover! (hands the pansy to Grover)
Grover: Awwww, this little blue pansy is so cute and goes great with my furry body. I will tuck it in my hat. (does so) There. Now, is that not adorable, or what? Thank you, Big Bird! (runs off to play)
Big Bird: It’s nice to see Grover happy… oh dear, I now have only three flowers left. And my purple iris is broken, too. The stem snapped right here.
Oscar: (from inside his trash can) Did someone say “broken?” (pops out of his can) I LOVE things that are broken, even if it’s a yucky flower! (chuckles)
Big Bird: Gee, Oscar, if you like my purple iris then, I guess you can have it. You may add it to that nasty collection of yours. (gives Oscar the broken flower)
Oscar: Hey thanks, feather-face! Now, leave me alone and get lost! (closes the can)
Big Bird: Oh, now I only have two flowers left, just my rose and my daffodil.
(Ernie enters, humming and scatting a bit, wearing the winter clothes from “Christmas Eve on Sesame Street.”)
Big Bird: Ernie, you look cold! I’m so cold my tail feathers are frozen. Where are you going?
Ernie: Oh hi, Big Bird. I’m going over to visit Prairie Dawn, because she’s sick in bed with the flu.
Big Bird: Ohhhh. Well, do you think she would like a yellow daffodil?
Ernie: Say, that’s a terrific idea! Thanks, Big Bird! (takes the daffodil and runs off)
Big Bird: Oh, now I only have this one rose left. Brrr, my beak is freezing! I think I’ll go into Hooper’s store to warm up. Maybe I’ll buy some hot cider, or maybe I could get another scarf to wrap around my cold beak.
(Big Bird enters Hooper’s store. Inside, Alan is tending things, and Bert is sitting at a stool with some soda pop, looking unhappy.)
Alan: Hello there, Big Bird. Pretty brisk out, isn’t it?
Big Bird: I’ll say. I bought this flower to remind me of spring. Gee, there’s Bert sipping a Figgy Fizz. What’s wrong, Bert? You look kinda glum.
Bert: Ah, I lost my favorite paper clip in the snowdrift near the arbor.
Big Bird: Gee, that’s terrible.
Bert: Yeah, I’ll have to wait until the snow melts to find it. Aww Big Bird, what if it gets all rusted by then?
Big Bird: Don’t worry, Bert. Your paper clip will still be there in the spring. Even if it’s rusted, it’s still there.
Bert: Oh, Big Bird… Uh, say, what are you gonna do with that beautiful rose, huh?
Big Bird: Uh, well… I was gonna give it to you, Bert, to remind you of spring.
(Big Bird reluctantly hands the rose over to Bert.)
Bert: Aww, thanks! (Bert does his trademark laugh)
(Big Bird leaves the store, walking back to his nest empty-handed.)
Big Bird: Oh… I gave away all six flowers, and now I have zero left. Oh well, soon it will be spring.
(But when Big Bird gets to the lamppost…)
Big Bird: What? Wow… look at all the colors!
(As the music builds to a happy note, we pan around the street and see Maria holding her tiger lily, Bert outside Hooper’s holding his rose, Grover sitting on the tire swing holding his blue pansy, Count von Count in front of the 123 stoop holding his pink daisy, Oscar the Grouch outside his can holding his broken purple iris, and the yellow daffodil in a windowsill in the apartment.)
Maria: Big Bird, you just helped bring spring to Sesame Street!
Everyone except Big Bird: Thank you, Big Bird!
Big Bird: (happily) I don’t have to wait for spring at all!
(Some segments play, and then…)
(We see Big Bird in his nest, admiring the flowery setup outside from his home area.)
Big Bird: Wow… I sure love what they did to the street. Hey, I think I might have the letter of the day right here! (takes off his scarf and forms it into an “S”) See? The letter of the day is “S!”
(More segments play, and later…)
(Big Bird is talking with Count von Count in the nest area.)
The Count: I vant to thank you, Big Bird, for bringing spring cheer to Sesame Street! And I shall thank you by telling you vhat the number of the day is!
Big Bird: What is it, Count?
The Count: The number of the day is… six! Ah, ha, ha, ha! See, like my scarf! (takes off his scarf and forms it into a “6”)
(More segments are seen. The “Elmo’s World” is about weather, and then…)
(Big Bird is now taking a nap in his nest with an orange blanket over his feathers, and Radar in one hand, and he is doing his distinctive snoring. Grover and Bert enter with some potted flowers.)
Bert: Aww, Grover. Isn’t that sweet? Big Bird will be so pleased to see these flowers we bought for him as thank-you gifts for the flowers he gave us when he wakes up.
Grover: That is right. (turns to the camera) “Sesame Street” has been brought to you today by the letter “S.”
Bert: And by the number “6.” OK, let’s put them right near the nest. (they do so) So long, friends!
Grover: Goodbye everybody!
NOTE: This will be done as a modern-style episode like the past season, since I think adapting a book like this would seem to be better suited as a single street story, IMO.
This episode is adapted from the Golden Book of the same name by Lauren Collier Swindler, and illustrated by Marsha Winborn.
(We start on Sesame Street, all covered in snow as a light flurry is coming down. We hear the standard scene-starting music play, as Big Bird walks in wearing a scarf and shivering.)
Big Bird: Brrr! It’s so cold… (notices the camera) Oh, hi. Welcome to Sesame Street, where everything is now covered with snow. Look at this. The sidewalks where I would play hopscotch or jump-rope on during the summer are now all covered, and even the sandbox and the tire swing! Everything I like to play on is all wet and hidden. (sighs) I wish spring would come!
(Big Bird begins to walk down the street, until a bunch of kids, both human and Anything Muppets, run past with ice skates, sleds, etc.)
All kids: (all at once) Hi Big Bird! Isn’t the snow wonderful? Come and play with us, Big Bird!
Big Bird: I don’t want to. I wish it were spring already.
Human Girl: Hey Big Bird, do you wanna come sledding with me? It’s fun! I’ll even pull the sled uphill for you!
Big Bird: No thanks. I wanna ride my unicycle, but I can’t in all this snow!
Human Boy: Come on over to the pond with us, Big Bird! My brother says the ice is thick and perfect for skating! Grab your ice skates and come with us!
Big Bird: No thanks, kids. I’d rather go roller-skating, but the snow is too deep. Winter’s no fun at all for me.
(The other kids walk off chattering happily.)
Big Bird: I wish I could find some way to cheer myself up. Hmm… maybe I could buy some sunglasses to remind me of a warm, sunny day. Ah… no. I’d look silly walking around Sesame Street wearing sunglasses in winter! Wait a minute… how about a great big kite? I could fly it and it could add color to the sky! Hmm, I guess not, that would look pretty silly too. Wait… I have a wonderful idea! I’m gonna go get some flowers from the florists’ shop right now! I’ll buy some flowers to decorate my nest, to help remind me of spring!
(Oscar the Grouch pops out of his nearby can.)
Oscar: Yeah! You could get some cactus flowers, or maybe a Venus flytrap! (chuckles) Well, gotta go back to chilling my hot chocolate down, so it’ll taste good and yucky, and I can relish this great winter storm! (chuckles and goes back in the can)
(Later, we fade to Big Bird walking out of a florists’ shop, located a few buildings down from the Fix-It Shop.)
Big Bird: Wow, there were so many pretty flowers, but I was able to pick them by my favorite colors. I have one pink daisy, one orange tiger lily, one blue pansy, one purple iris, one yellow daffodil, and finally, one pretty red rose. That makes six flowers! I feel better already!
(Suddenly, Count von Count walks up with a few of his bats. The Count is decked out in his scarf and top hat for the winter weather.)
The Count: Aha, did I just hear someone counting? I shall take on that! One, two, three, four, five, six beautiful flowers. I love counting flowers! Ah, ha, ha, ha! (lightning and thunder go off overhead)
Big Bird: No, please don’t make the storm worse! It’ll wreck my beautiful flowers! And besides, I didn’t buy the flowers to count them. I bought them to remind me of Spring. Uh… hey Count, would you like to keep this pretty pink daisy? You could count the petals on it! (hands the daisy to the Count)
The Count: Ah, thank you, Big Bird. Counting petals is something vonderful to do! One pretty pink flower petal! Two pretty pink flower petals! Three pretty pink flower petals! (walks off with his bats and the daisy) Four pretty pink flower petals…
Big Bird: Hmm, now I only have five flowers left, but that’s not a big deal.
(Big Bird walks near the Fix-It Shop and sees Maria shoveling outside.)
Big Bird: Why there’s Maria shoveling snow. Hi, Maria!
Maria: Hi, Big Bird…WHOOPS! (Maria slips and falls on her back)
Big Bird: Oh, Maria! Are you hurt?
Maria: (laughs) No, Big Bird. I’m not hurt. But I am tired of winter and shoveling snow.
Big Bird: Well let me help you up, Maria. (helps Maria back on her feet)
Maria: Thanks, Big Bird. I have to clear this path so the customers can reach the Fix-It Shop so their feet don’t get wet.
Big Bird: I know how that feels… Hey Maria, you may have one of my flowers. It’ll help you feel happy again and remind you of spring! (gives Maria the tiger lily)
Maria: Thank you! Oh, it’s a tiger lily! I love tiger lilies because they make me think of a nice warm jungle. You’re really generous, Big Bird!
(Now Big Bird walks up to the apartment of 123 Sesame Street. Grover, wearing a winter hat, is sitting on the lower step, looking sad.)
Big Bird: I only have four flowers left now. Oh, and there’s Grover, too! Boy, he looks pretty sad.
(Big Bird goes to the steps and sits down.)
Big Bird: Good morning, Grover.
Grover: Oh my goodness. Loveable furry old Grover is very blue today.
Big Bird: Well of course you are blue, because you have blue fur.
Grover: No, no, no, no, Big Bird. Not THAT kind of blue. I mean I am feeling very sad.
Big Bird: Aww, why?
Grover: I cannot ride the new scooter I just got got in the snow! I will have to wait until either the sidewalks are plowed, or the snow melts.
Big Bird: Gee, I know how you feel. I can’t ride my unicycle, play in the sandbox, go roller-skating, or fly kites either. Say, maybe this blue pansy will make you feel better, Grover! (hands the pansy to Grover)
Grover: Awwww, this little blue pansy is so cute and goes great with my furry body. I will tuck it in my hat. (does so) There. Now, is that not adorable, or what? Thank you, Big Bird! (runs off to play)
Big Bird: It’s nice to see Grover happy… oh dear, I now have only three flowers left. And my purple iris is broken, too. The stem snapped right here.
Oscar: (from inside his trash can) Did someone say “broken?” (pops out of his can) I LOVE things that are broken, even if it’s a yucky flower! (chuckles)
Big Bird: Gee, Oscar, if you like my purple iris then, I guess you can have it. You may add it to that nasty collection of yours. (gives Oscar the broken flower)
Oscar: Hey thanks, feather-face! Now, leave me alone and get lost! (closes the can)
Big Bird: Oh, now I only have two flowers left, just my rose and my daffodil.
(Ernie enters, humming and scatting a bit, wearing the winter clothes from “Christmas Eve on Sesame Street.”)
Big Bird: Ernie, you look cold! I’m so cold my tail feathers are frozen. Where are you going?
Ernie: Oh hi, Big Bird. I’m going over to visit Prairie Dawn, because she’s sick in bed with the flu.
Big Bird: Ohhhh. Well, do you think she would like a yellow daffodil?
Ernie: Say, that’s a terrific idea! Thanks, Big Bird! (takes the daffodil and runs off)
Big Bird: Oh, now I only have this one rose left. Brrr, my beak is freezing! I think I’ll go into Hooper’s store to warm up. Maybe I’ll buy some hot cider, or maybe I could get another scarf to wrap around my cold beak.
(Big Bird enters Hooper’s store. Inside, Alan is tending things, and Bert is sitting at a stool with some soda pop, looking unhappy.)
Alan: Hello there, Big Bird. Pretty brisk out, isn’t it?
Big Bird: I’ll say. I bought this flower to remind me of spring. Gee, there’s Bert sipping a Figgy Fizz. What’s wrong, Bert? You look kinda glum.
Bert: Ah, I lost my favorite paper clip in the snowdrift near the arbor.
Big Bird: Gee, that’s terrible.
Bert: Yeah, I’ll have to wait until the snow melts to find it. Aww Big Bird, what if it gets all rusted by then?
Big Bird: Don’t worry, Bert. Your paper clip will still be there in the spring. Even if it’s rusted, it’s still there.
Bert: Oh, Big Bird… Uh, say, what are you gonna do with that beautiful rose, huh?
Big Bird: Uh, well… I was gonna give it to you, Bert, to remind you of spring.
(Big Bird reluctantly hands the rose over to Bert.)
Bert: Aww, thanks! (Bert does his trademark laugh)
(Big Bird leaves the store, walking back to his nest empty-handed.)
Big Bird: Oh… I gave away all six flowers, and now I have zero left. Oh well, soon it will be spring.
(But when Big Bird gets to the lamppost…)
Big Bird: What? Wow… look at all the colors!
(As the music builds to a happy note, we pan around the street and see Maria holding her tiger lily, Bert outside Hooper’s holding his rose, Grover sitting on the tire swing holding his blue pansy, Count von Count in front of the 123 stoop holding his pink daisy, Oscar the Grouch outside his can holding his broken purple iris, and the yellow daffodil in a windowsill in the apartment.)
Maria: Big Bird, you just helped bring spring to Sesame Street!
Everyone except Big Bird: Thank you, Big Bird!
Big Bird: (happily) I don’t have to wait for spring at all!
(Some segments play, and then…)
(We see Big Bird in his nest, admiring the flowery setup outside from his home area.)
Big Bird: Wow… I sure love what they did to the street. Hey, I think I might have the letter of the day right here! (takes off his scarf and forms it into an “S”) See? The letter of the day is “S!”
(More segments play, and later…)
(Big Bird is talking with Count von Count in the nest area.)
The Count: I vant to thank you, Big Bird, for bringing spring cheer to Sesame Street! And I shall thank you by telling you vhat the number of the day is!
Big Bird: What is it, Count?
The Count: The number of the day is… six! Ah, ha, ha, ha! See, like my scarf! (takes off his scarf and forms it into a “6”)
(More segments are seen. The “Elmo’s World” is about weather, and then…)
(Big Bird is now taking a nap in his nest with an orange blanket over his feathers, and Radar in one hand, and he is doing his distinctive snoring. Grover and Bert enter with some potted flowers.)
Bert: Aww, Grover. Isn’t that sweet? Big Bird will be so pleased to see these flowers we bought for him as thank-you gifts for the flowers he gave us when he wakes up.
Grover: That is right. (turns to the camera) “Sesame Street” has been brought to you today by the letter “S.”
Bert: And by the number “6.” OK, let’s put them right near the nest. (they do so) So long, friends!
Grover: Goodbye everybody!