Grandpa: <Leads Arnold to roof>
Arnold: Well?
Grandpa: Look down there! <Points to Gerald and Helga still kissing> Isn't
that a beautiful thing!
Arnold: Yeah, it would be if it wasn't Gerald and Helga.
Grandpa: But you see! It's your two best friends showing that they care about
each other! You should be happy!
Arnold: Why does everyone think I should be happy about this?!?! Grandpa,
why don't I tell you what happened?
Grandpa: Ok, you can tell me the whole story over some of your Grandma's
raspberry pudding <Goes back inside>
Arnold: <Voice fading> If you always say to never eat raspberries then why do
we always eat raspberry flavored deserts?
<Cut back to Gerald and Helga>
Gerald: <Pulls awayfrom kiss> Helga, you are the most de-licious kisser I've
ever tasted.
Helga: <Jokingly> Even more than Phoebe?
Gerald: Phoebe was good, believe me, but with you, I feel something extra,
something magical.
Helga: You mean it?
Gerald: I do
Helga: Oh, Gerald, I love you. <Kisses him>
Gerald: <Kisses back> I love you too. Do you think we should go find Phoebe?
Helga: I don't know. Maybe we should let her calm down, but that might actual
ly let everything get worse in her mind.
Gerald: Arnold's gone, I don't want Phoebe to be gone, too.
Helga: You're right. We should try and find her and talk to her.
Gerald: Even though I love you, I still want to be friends with Phoebe.
Helga: And I want her to stay my best friend.
Gerald: So let's go. <They head over to Phoebe's house> You gonna knock, or
should I?
Helga: Does it matter?
Gerald: I guess not. <Knocks>
Phoebe: <Answers door. Sees them, scowls, slams door in their faces>
Gerald: That was not good.
Helga: No
Gerald: Wanna climb in her window?
Helga: <Shouts> Phoebe? Please? We need to talk to you!
Gerald: Phoebe! Don't be an immature jerk like Arnold!!
Helga: Oh yeah, now she's gonna want to talk to us, good going.
Gerald: Sorry babe. <Kiss> Let's climb the fire escape.
Helga: No!
Phoebe: <Shouts from inside house> Go away!! I dont want to talk to either
of you!! As far as I'm concerned you don't exist!!
Helga: Not good. I'm rethinking the fire escape.
Gerald: Come on! <Climbs fire escape to Phoebe's window>
Helga: <Follows>
Gerald: <Opens window>
Phoebe: Agh!! What are you doing here?!
Gerald: Phoebe, please, you have to talk to us!
Phoebe: Who says?!
Gerald: We do!
Phoebe: Well, I don't want to listen to anything either one of you has to say
right now.
Gerald: Look... I'm sorry I had to hurt you this way, but I didn't want to
end up a lying player like Sid.
Phoebe: Helga may have broken up with Arnold beforehand but we were still
together!
Helga: At least we were honest and told!
Gerald: I'm sorry! I just... didn't feel the same for you as I used to. Helga
and I were so alike, and you and I, so different.
Phoebe: You may not have felt the same about me, but I still loved you! Even
if you weren't with Helga now, I would still be mad. I love you Gerald, and
I didn't want to break up with you. Whether you wanted to or not, you hurt
me.
Gerald: I'm sorry Phoebe, but I can't ignore my feelings.
Phoebe: And neither can I.
Gerald: Helga, talk to her. I... I just can't.
Helga: Phoebes, I'm sorry.
Phoebe: I know. I know both of you are sorry, and so am I, but I'm still
gonna be a little sad and angry for a while.
Helga: I knew falling for Gerald would hurt you, but having you and Gerald be
together when he didn't feel for you would have hurt you more.
Phoebe: You're right.
Helga: <Hugs Phoebe>
Phoebe: <Hugs Helga> But this still hurts. No matter what you say I'm not
gonna suddenly be all happy.
Gerald: Can I have a hug too, Phoebes?
Phoebe: <Laughs> No.
Gerald: <Makes puppy face> Fine, fine, I deserved that.
Phoebe: <Laughs> Aww, how cute. Helga, you're lucky. I envy you right now.
Helga: <Grins> I know im lucky. Don't worry Phoebes, you'll find a great guy
soon. Just dont get a crush on Sid.
Phoebe: <Laughs> I think I'm safe from that. The way he constantly says boy
howdy and wicked awesome gets annoying.
Gerald: Good, maybe you can talk to Arnold, he's being a pompous jerk. I had
to punch him, that's how bad it was.
Phoebe: You punched him?! You punched Arnold?!