Hey Arnold! The Jungle Movie

Grandma! Grandpa!

You have to see this!

I found a map.

A map...

the key to finally finding my missing parents.

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This has got to be them.

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Mom?

Dad?

Where are you?

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both: Arnold!

Mom! Dad!

- I can't believe how much you've grown!

- And you're still wearing the hat we gave you.

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Wait.

I've been looking for you, trying to find you.

- I know. What have we missed?

Show us the neighborhood.

What?

This is really weird.

Mom? Dad?

both: Yes, Arnold?

- You've been lost for so long.

I mean, I always believed you were alive somehow,

but...

Stella! Miles!

I need you for one last mission!

Wait!

Where are you going?

- We're off on another mission with Eduardo!

No! Not again!

both: Bye, Arnold!

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I wonder if I'll ever find them.

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I know, Grandpa.

Don't go in there for a while.

- You know me so well,

short man.

Did you wash your hands?

I knew I forgot something.

- Grandpa, I had that dream again.

- Oh? What happened this time?

My parents were here--

well, sort of--

and it seemed like they were gonna stay.

- But then they left on another mission.

Oh, I'm sorry, Arnold.

I miss them, too.

But I'm glad you get to see them,

even if it's only in a dream.

Oh, it's better than the nightmare I keep having.

I live in a run-down old boarding house,

renting my rooms to a bunch of weirdos

who always want things from me.

- Hey, Gramps, what's for breakfast?

I'm starving here!

Starving, do you hear me?

Imagine that.

It's a living nightmare.

Make me a sandwich, old man.

- Crispy fries and a tofu burger for me, please,

and step on it!

Hey, Arnold!

Finally, someone with some sense around here.

- Hi, Ernie. - Hey, Arnold.

- Hi, Oskar. - Hey, Arnold.

Good to see you. - Hi, Mr. Hyunh.

- All power to the working stiffs!

All power to the proletariat!

We demand a living wage!

Morning, Grandma.

Hello, dear.

- You're not fooling anyone, Pookie.

Back in the kitchen.

- Abner, I don't have any food.

Oh, except this apple here.

I know what you want.

Bye, everyone. Come on, Abner.

A pig eating bacon?

It's very creepy.

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- See you, Arnold! - Arnold, be well!

- Hey, Arnold, ready for the best day of school?

The best day, Gerald?

- Yeah, today's the last day of school.

Therefore, by my calculations--

It's the best day.

- Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Where do you two think you're going?

School, dad, remember?

Kids? School?

The place we go to get away from doofs like you?

Fine, go learn.

Come right back and help me sort beepers.

Didn't you get the memo, Bob?

Nobody wants beepers anymore.

Ever heard of cell phones?

It is true, Helga.

A communication device used to alert someone

to make a phone call--

a relic of an obsolete technology.

I hate beepers.

And the only thing that I can kind of tolerate is--

- Oof! - Oh!

Arnold!

I mean, I said,

everybody out of my way, Hair Boy!

Jeez! What are you, blind?

Don't you even know how to not crash into people?

Got one more, Helga?

Ha! Yeah.

Maybe you should get walking lessons

for your birthday, Arnold.

Whatever you say, Helga.

- Ooh, good comeback, Arnoldo.

Doi! Come on, Phoebes.

Following.

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All right, class, settle.

I know you're all excited about the last day of school,

but get ready for even more exciting news.

Is it that I can do...

This?

No, it's not, Harold.

Anyway, the news is, we've been selected

to compete in a very special contest!

A great humanitarian organization

in Central America that helps the less fortunate

is sponsoring it.

They build habitats that provide living space

in the rainforest,

and they want to celebrate kids

that exemplify their spirit.

Mr. Simmons?

What do we have to do to win the contest?

Excellent question, Phoebe.

We submit a video presentation

of our class being humanitarians

in our own neighborhood.

What's the prize?

Curly?

A class trip

to San Lorenzo!

San Lorenzo?

The San Lorenzo?

- Is that the new Mexican restaurant?

- No, that place has been there a while.

Close, Stinky.

It's a beautiful, proud republic to our south.

This is where we'll go if we win the contest.

To a Mexican restaurant!

- No, to San Lorenzo, the country,

and the organization that will host us

is called "Helpers For Humanity."

- That was the group my parents worked for.

- And isn't it the same San Lorenzo

where your parents disappeared?

It's almost like this contest

is designed for you.

Quiet down, jerk-faces.

I'm trying to concentrate on the clock.

- Class, I know you're excited

to get to work on this video presentation,

even though it's the last day of school.

all: School's out for summer!

- I have a summer of stuff to eat!

So long, suckers!

I'll do it.

I will, too.

- Great! We're on our way to winning.

It's due in a week.

- Okay, we'll make the best video ever.

- We'll win this thing, go to San Lorenzo,

and find your lost parents.

Yeah, but the prize isn't

a free trip for me to go looking for them.

- True, but how can you not try to find your lost parents,

especially since you've got your best friend to help?

- Okay.

Let's win this contest.

And get you some answers.

It'll be our secret.

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Now we just got to do something humanitarian.

- Monkeyman. - I know.

Let's build a habitat for Monkeyman,

right here on the river.