You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown

I really don't think you have anything to worry about, Charlie Brown.

After all, science has shown that a person's character...

isn't really established until at he's at least 5 years old.

But I am 5. I'm more than 5.

Did you know that Charlie Brown has never pitched a winning baseball game?

Never been able to keep a kite in the air?

Never won a game of checkers...

and never successfully punted a football?

Sometimes I marvel at his consistency.

I think Charlie Brown has nice hands.

It is truly a dog's life.

The least Charlie Brown could do is start my day with a little tea and toast.

Now, Linus, I want you to take a good look at Charlie Brown's face.

Would you please hold still a minute, Charlie Brown?

I want Linus to study your face.

Now, this is what you call a failure face, Linus.

Notice how it has failure written all over it.

Study it carefully, Linus. You rarely see such a good example.

Notice the deep lines, the dull, vacant look in the eyes.

Yes, I would say this is one of the finest examples of a failure face...

that you're liable to see for a long while.

Some days I like to wake up early...

so that I can see the sunrise.

And I think how beautiful it is...

and how my life lies before me.

And I get a very positive feeling about things.

Like this morning, for instance.

The sky is so clear and the sun's so bright.

How could anything go wrong on a day like this?

- Woof! - Boom!

You're a good man, Charlie Brown

You're the kind of reminder we need

You have humility, nobility And a sense of honor

That are very rare indeed

- Woof! - Boom!

You're a good man, Charlie Brown

And we know you will go very far

Yes, it's hard to believe Almost frightening to conceive

What a good man you are

You are kind.

You are kind to all the animals

And every little bird

With a heart of gold You believe what you're told

Every single, solitary word

You bravely face adversity

You're cheerful through the day

You're thoughtful, brave and courteous

And you also have some faults But for the moment let's just say

That you're a good man, Charlie Brown

- Woof! - Boom!

You're a good man, Charlie Brown

You're a prince And a prince should be king

With a heart such as yours You could open any doors

You could go out and do anything

You could be king, Charlie Brown

You could be king

If only you weren't so wishy-washy.

Do you know something, Schroeder?

I think the way you play the piano

Is nice

Do you know something else?

It's always been my dream

That I'd marry a man Who plays the piano

At parties he'd play something nice Like "April Showers"

I'm sure you could play something nice Like "April Showers"

Or even "Frère Jacques"

Beethoven's nice too

Just imagine

What would you think If someday you and I should get married?

Wouldn't you like that If someday we two should get married?

My Aunt Marion was right.

Never try to discuss marriage with a musician.

Beethoven loved the country.

He quite often liked to take long strolls into the countryside.

He loved the peace and the quiet of the country.

They were an inspiration to him.

Give me that ball, you blockhead!

Beethoven had it nice.

Little more speed, little more rope

Little more wind, little more hope

Gotta get this stupid kite to fly

I gotta make sure it doesn't snag Doesn't droop, doesn't drag

Gotta watch out for every little... Whoops!

Little less speed, little more tack

Little less rise, little more slack

Gotta keep my wits about me now

I gotta make sure It doesn't get the best of me

Till I get it in the air somehow

Millions of little kids do it every day

They make a kite And, poof, it's in the sky

Leave it to me To have the one fool kite

Who likes to see a little kid cry

Little less talk, little more skill Little less luck, little more will

Gotta face this fellow eye to eye

Now that I've seen you chasing moles Climbing trees, digging holes

Catching your string On everything passing by

Why not fly?

Wait a minute What's it doing?

It isn't on the ground

It isn't in a tree

It's in the air

Look at that

It's caught the breeze now

It's past the trees now

With room to spare

Oh, what a beautiful sight

And I'm not such a clumsy guy

If I really try

I can really fly a...

This is for you, Lucy. Happy Valentine's Day.

No, that's doesn't sound right.

Here, Lucy, this is for you. Happy Valentine's Day.

You can do it if you just don't get nervous.

This is for you, Lucy. Happy Valentine's Day.

Okay, take it easy. You can do it.

This is for you, Lucy. Merry Christmas.

- Hi, Charles. - Hi, Marcie.

Oh, wait a minute, you dropped something.

Say, what is all this?

Valentines.

They're for all the boys in class at school I like.

Well, we wouldn't wanna lose this one, would we?

With the initials C.B. on it?

No, I guess not.

Craig Bowerman would be very disappointed.

I can't stand it.

Look at them laughing and enjoying themselves with their valentines.

I sent a valentine to everyone I know this Valentine's Day.

And did I get any in return?

No, not one.

I did not get one single valentine.

Everybody gets valentines but me.

Nobody likes me.

I get about as many valentines as a dog.

What would you think, Schroeder, if someday you and I got married...

and we were so poor...

you had to sell the piano to buy me saucepans?

Saucepans?

Well, sure. You don't expect me to set up housekeeping...

without a good set of saucepans, do you?

Saucepans?

Well, girls have to think about those things.

Boys are lucky.

Boys never have to think about things like saucepans.

I can't stand it.

I just can't stand it.

Hey, Snoopy, we're home from school.

Hi there, fella. Gosh, it's good to see you.

Oh, Snoopy, you're so adorable.

Okay, Snoopy, back on your doghouse.

I'll be out later with your supper dish.

I think Snoopy's such a wonderful dog.

Me too. He's just about the best there is.

They like me I think they're swell

Isn't it remarkable How things work out so well?

Pleasant day, pretty sky

Life goes on, here I lie

Not bad, not bad at all

Cozy home, board and bed

Sturdy roof beneath my head

Not bad, not bad at all

Faithful friends always near me

Bring me bones, scratch my ear

Little birds come to cheer me

Every day, sitting here

On my stomach With their sharp little claws

Which are usually cold And occasionally painful

And sometimes there are so many That I can hardly stand it!

Rats.

I feel every now and then That I gotta bite someone

I know every now and then What I wanna be

A fierce jungle animal Crouched on the limb of a tree

I'd stay very, very still Till I see a victim come

I'd wait, knowing very well Every second counts

And then like the fierce jungle creature I am I would pounce

I'd pounce

I'd pounce

I'd...

You know, I never quite realized...

it was such a long way down to the ground from here.

Let me see.

Where was I?

Oh, that's right.

The pretty sky

Not bad, not bad at all

I wonder if it'll snow tonight.

Hi, Snoopy. How's the fella?

Hi, Snoopy. Cute doggie.

What do you say, tiger?

Hi, fuzzy face.

Hi, Snoopy.

Nobody ever calls me sugar lips.

- Homework. - Homework.

- Homework. - Homework.

Yuck.

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