Clifford: Woof, woof!
Emily: Hi There. Clifford: Woof!
♪ Welcome to Birdwell island, Sun and the sky is smilin' ♪
♪ Everyone sharing that happy feeling ♪
♪ I've got a really big friend ♪
♪ And he likes playing pretend ♪
♪ And we like finding a story ♪
♪ And make-believing ♪
♪ Reading, laughing, having fun ♪
♪ underneath the great ♪ Chorus: Great!
Emily: ♪ big ♪ Chorus: Big!
All: ♪ sun! ♪
Emily: ♪ Singing, "Hey!" ♪ Chorus: Hey!
♪ It's a big red day ♪ Chorus: Day!
♪ Nothing in our way ♪
♪ So come and play with ♪
♪ Clifford The Big Red Dog ♪ Chorus: Yeah!
Emily: ♪ Sky's are bright and blue ♪
Chorus: Whooo! Emily: ♪ So much we can do ♪
♪ Just me and you and ♪
♪ Clifford The Big Red Dog ♪ Clifford: Woof, Woof!
♪ La, La, La, La ♪ Clifford: Woof, Woof!
Emily: ♪ La, La, La, La ♪ Clifford: Woof, Woof!
Emily: ♪ Clifford the big red dog. ♪
Clifford: ♪ Woof! ♪
Clifford: The Birdwell Times!
Clifford/Bailey: Woof, woof, woof, woof!
Clifford: Woof-woof!
♪ (upbeat whistling music) ♪
Mr. Howard: Thank you, Rose!
Samantha: Mmmm! These pumpkin pancakes
are delicious, Mr. Howard!
I could eat them every day!
Emily: They're a special treat! We only have them in Fall.
Samantha: Why's that?
Emily: Pumpkins are seasonal,
so you can only pick them sometimes.
Right dad?
...Dad? Mr. Howard: What? Oh, sorry!
I was distracted by this story in the newspaper.
A girl on the mainland picked up over one thousand bags
of litter from her park this summer, all by herself!
Samantha: Wow! One thousand? That's loads of garbage!
Emily: How'd she get in the newspaper?
Samantha: What do you mean?
Emily: We find out about the news by reading it
in the newspaper, right?
But how does the newspaper find out about the news
in the first place?
Samantha: Huh? I never thought about that...
Mr. Howard: That's what journalists are for!
Journalists search for the news,
and then write about it in the newspaper so
everyone else in the world can know about it!
Samantha: Or report it on TV!
Emily: Or online, or on the radio!
Mr. Howard: You got it!
News is everywhere if you pay attention
and ask the right questions.
Samantha: Like what? Mr. Howard: Exactly!
If you have a who, what, where, when, and why,
you have a news story!
Samantha: What news, do you think a journalist would find
on Birdwell Island?
Emily: Why don't we find out?
We could be journalists and search for news happening here!
Fun stories, exciting adventures...
Samantha: Where would we look for stories?
Who would we write about?
Emily: Anywhere and everyone!
We could even put out our own newspaper!
Samantha: The Birdwell Times!
Mr. Howard: That's a great idea!
I can't wait to read it!
Samantha: So where do we begin?
Emily: Follow me!
♪
Emily: ♪ If we're gonna be reporters, ♪
♪ we have to look the part! ♪
♪
Samantha: ♪ Press hats and a notebook, ♪
♪ the perfect place to start! ♪
♪
Emily: ♪ We'll sharpen our pencils, ♪
♪ and strap on our best shoes... ♪
Samantha: ♪ And search the island high and low ♪
♪ for all the Birdwell news! ♪
Emily: ♪ Do you think we'll find a climber ♪
♪ who can scale a giant wall? ♪
Samantha: ♪ giggles ♪
Samantha: ♪ Or a brand new kind of dinosaur, ♪
♪ that makes Clifford look small?♪
♪ Roar! ♪
Emily: ♪ Or a long lost sunken pirate ship's ♪
♪ massive treasure haul? ♪
Emily/Samantha: ♪ What's the news? ♪
♪ What's the news? Hey, hey , hey! ♪
♪ What's the news? What's the news? ♪
♪ What's the news? ♪
♪ Got to get, Got to get, The story! Story! ♪
Emily: ♪ To discover news on Birdwell, ♪
♪ we'll have to find a source ♪
♪
Samantha: ♪ Someone we can interview, ♪
♪ who's trustworthy, of course. ♪
♪
Emily: ♪ We'll ask all the tough questions, ♪
♪ like who, what, where, when, why? ♪
Samantha: ♪ And once we've found our stories, ♪
♪ we'll give writing a try! ♪
♪
Clifford: ♪ Do you think, they'll find a beach ♪
♪ with crushed up doggy treats for sand? ♪
♪
Bailey: ♪ Or a never ending, always scratching ♪
♪ giant petting hand? ♪
♪
Clifford: ♪ A portal to a super magic, far off fairyland? ♪
Clifford/Bailey: ♪ What's the news? ♪
♪ Got to get the story! Story! ♪
Emily: ♪ An old and tattered letter, ♪
♪ that George Washington had signed? ♪
Samantha: ♪ An alien from far away ♪
♪ whose ship left it behind? ♪
Emily Elizabeth/Samantha: ♪ As journalists of Birdwell, ♪
♪ who knows what we will find! ♪
EE/Samantha/Clifford/Bailey: ♪ What's the news? ♪
♪ Hey, hey, hey! ♪
♪ What's the news? ♪
♪ Got to get! Got to get! The story! ♪
♪ Hey what's the news? ♪
♪ Got to get! Got to get! The story! ♪
♪ Hey what's the news? ♪
♪
Samantha: Um, Emily Elizabeth?
Where does a journalist start looking for news?
Emily: I have no idea.
Samantha: News flash: This may be harder than we thought!
What's that sound?
Emily: Let's go find out!
Hey Ms. Lee! What's going on?
Ms. Lee: Hey Emily Elizabeth!
Hi Samantha!
I'm digging a hole so I can put this sign up
in front of my store.
I'm going to teach art classes soon!
Painting, scrap booking, pottery...
This sign will let people know the time of each class.
Samantha: That's a great idea!
I always wanted to learn pottery!
Ms. Lee: But digging a big hole by myself
is harder than I thought!
Emily: We can help!
With Clifford and Bailey lending a paw,
we'll be done in no time!
Ms. Lee: Well, if it's no trouble.
Thank you, Emily Elizabeth!
Samantha: But what about our newspaper?
Emily: The news can wait a few minutes.
Clifford, Bailey, how do you feel about
helping Ms. Lee dig her hole? Clifford/Bailey: Woof woof!
Ms. Lee: News, you say?
Emily: We're working on a newspaper
for Birdwell Island.
But we don't know where to find stories.
Ms. Lee: Have you checked down by the pier?
There's always something exciting happening there!
(camera shutter click)
Emily: That's a great idea!
We'll head there as soon as the pups are...
Clifford/Bailey: (woof-woof)
Ms. Lee: Hey, that was fast! Thanks for the help!
And I can't wait to see what news stories
you discover around Birdwell!
Emily: We'll be sure to drop off a copy
of the newspaper once it's ready!
If I were a news story, where would I be hiding?
Samantha: There?
Emily: Let's go help!
♪
Surf Shop Guy: Whoa.. thank you!
Emily: What do you need a big ladder like that for?
Surf Shop Guy: I'm trying to get my volleyball down
from the roof of my shop!
Samantha: Why'd you throw it up there?
Surf Shop Guy: It wasn't on purpose!
I was practicing for next week's
Birdwell Beach Volleyball Tournament,
and a big gust of wind came out of nowhere
and sent the ball flying!
I'm not very good with heights.
Or with ladders, I guess.
Emily: We can help with that too!
Heights are no problem for Clifford!
♪
Bailey: There's a whole bunch of balls up here!
A tennis ball! And a football!
Wait.. a soccer ball! No, three soccer balls!
We hit the Jackpot, Clifford!
Clifford: ...Any volleyballs?
Bailey: Oh, right. Volleyballs!
Surf Shop Guy: Well that was a huge help!
From a huge pup!
Thanks, doggie buds!
Clifford: Woof!
Surf Shop Guy: Hey, my football! And my kickball!
And my other volleyball!
No wonder my garage looks so empty!
(camera shutter click)
♪ (upbeat music) ♪
What are you four up to today?
Samantha: We're trying to put out a Birdwell Island newspaper,
The Birdwell Times!
Emily: But we're having a tough time finding stories.
Which is kind of important when you're making a newspaper.
Surf Shop Guy: Have you checked down by the library?
There's always something awesome happening at the library.
Samantha: Great idea! Thanks for the tip!
Surf Shop Guy: And thank you for the help!
Good luck with the paper. I can't wait to read it!
Emily: I hope he's right about the library.
We still don't have any good stories for our newspaper!
Whoa.. hold onto your hats!
Samantha: Where'd this postcard come from?
Mr. Basu: Uoh! Emily: Huh?
Samantha: Look!
Mr. Basu: Uoh, oh, oh.
Bailey: Woof! Woof-woof.
Woof-woof.
Woof!
♪
Mr. Basu: Oooh, thank you so much!
Ugh, I never would have gotten all these postcards back
without your help!
Emily: It's our pleasure!
Samantha: Why do you have so many postcards?
Mr. Basu: Fisherman Charlie's sending out invitations
for his annual charity clam bake!
Just my luck that it happened to be on the windiest day,
we've had in months.
(camera shutter click)
Emily: At least it isn't raining!
(rumbling thunder)
Samantha: I think it's about to start!
Emily: Come on, let's get back to my house
before we're soaked!
Bye, Mr. Basu! Good luck! Bailey: Woof-woof!
Mr. Basu: Thanks again for the help!
Bailey: Woof-woof! Clifford: Woof-woof!
Emily: Hurry Sam!
Mr. Howard: Uh! Perfect timing!
It's really starting to come down hard!
Emily: Yeah.
But the rain came before we could find any stories
for our newspaper.
No pirate treasure, no dinosaurs... nothing!
Mr. Howard: Not all news has to be big like pirate ships
or dinosaurs, you know.
Like the girl who cleaned up all that litter..
she made the newspaper just by helping her town!
News can be anything interesting that's happening around you.
Emily: We didn't find any of that either!
Samantha: At least we had a fun day!
Mr. Howard: Oh yeah? What was fun about it?
Samantha: First we went looking for news in the town square,
and found Ms. Lee,
who needed help digging a hole in front of her art store.
Emily: Which Clifford and Bailey took care of
in no time. (giggles)
Mr. Howard: Why was she digging a hole?
Emily: She's going to start teaching art classes soon,
and she is putting up a big sign to tell people
when they can come to learn
about all the different kinds of crafts.
Then Bailey and Clifford helped the surf shop guy
to get volleyball off his roof.
Samantha: He got it stuck up there practicing
for the Beach Volleyball Tournament next week.
Emily: Then, we went to the library
to search for news there.
Samantha: But, before we got there,
the wind started blowing hard,
and we saw Mr. Basu chasing down his mail!
Emily: He had a ton of invitations
for Fisherman Charlie's annual charity clam bake next week.
Samantha: And right when we got all the postcards collected,
it started to rain!
So we came right here.
Mr. Howard: Wow... that is an eventful day!
In fact, it sounds like
next week is going to be eventful, too!
Emily: What do you mean?
Mr. Howard: Well, Ms. Lee's offering art classes.
The Island's Beach Volleyball Tournament is happening,
right along side Fisherman Charlie's charity clam bake.
I wouldn't have known about any of these interesting stories,
if you hadn't reported them to me!
Samantha: Wait a second .. all of those are news stories!
Emily: So we did discover news worth reporting!
It was right in front of us this whole time!
Samantha: We were asking all the right questions,
without even knowing it!
Mr. Howard: If you hurry, you can still get out
an evening edition before dinner!
♪ (upbeat music) ♪
Emily: ♪ Will our readers sign up, ♪
♪ for Ms. Lee's art classes? ♪
♪
Samantha: ♪ Or enjoy the big clam bake ♪
♪ with the Birdwell masses? ♪
♪
Emily: ♪ Will they cheer on the epic tournament of volleyball? ♪
♪
Emily/Samantha: ♪ In the Birdwell Times, ♪
♪ you can read about it all! ♪
♪ That's the news! That's the news! ♪
♪ That's the news! Hey, hey, hey! ♪
♪ That's the news! That's the news! ♪
♪ That's the neeeeeews! ♪
Mrs. Howard: Wow! Who knew all this was happening
right on our doorstep?
I've got a story for you, two local girls
published a wonderful newspaper, all by themselves.
Emily: We'll save that story for the next issue!
All: (laughter)
Frog: Ribbit-ribbit.
Ribbit.
Willa: (yawn) Meow!
♪
♪ (playful music) ♪
Frog: Ribbit. Willa: Meow?
Frog: Ribbit. Willa: Meow-meoooow.
Frog: Ribbit.
Willa: Meow.
Frog: Ribbit.
♪♪
Frog: Ribbit.
Willa: Meow.
♪
Willa: Meow. Frog: Ribbit.
Willa: Mew.
Frog: Rrrribbit.
Ribbit.
Willa: Meow. Mew.
Meow. Meow?
Meeeeow!
Meow-meow.
Frog: Ribbit-ribbit.
Hhhhhgr!
Seagull: Caw.
Aaawk.
Frog: Ribbit-ribbit.
Seagull: Caw?
Willa: Mew, mew! Frog: Ribbit-ribbit!
Ribbit.
Seagull: Aawk-aaawk.
Willa: Meow. Seagull: Aawk.
Willa: Meow-meow Frog: Ribbit.
Willa: Mew!
Clifford: Night at the Library!
♪
Emily: The storm was getting worse,
but there were people stranded on Horseshoe Rock
Clifford: (gasps)
Emily: And we were their only chance...
Mrs. Howard: Time for bed, Emily Elizabeth,
you too, Clifford.
Emily: Awww...
We were just about to find out,
if the people on Horseshoe Rock get rescued.
Mrs. Howard: Oh... Well, do they?
Emily: Whew! They do.
Clifford: Whew!
Mrs. Howard: Thank goodness! What are you reading?
Emily: It's the library ship's log.
Mom, did you know our library used to be a ferry boat?
Mrs. Howard: I did.
Emily: The captain wrote down everything
that happened aboard the boat in this book.
Mrs. Howard: That's amazing.
Getting ready for "All Aboard Book Night" tomorrow?
Emily: Yup.
Clifford and I want to be all shipshape
for our night at the library.
Mrs. Howard: I'm sure you'll have a fun sleepover
with all your friends and Mrs. Clayton.
Emily: It will be an adventure on the high seas!
Mrs. Howard: How about you swab your teeth and hit the sack.
Emily: Huh?
Mrs. Howard: That's boat talk for
brush your teeth and go to bed.
Emily: Oooh! (laughs)
Aye-aye, Mom!
Emily/Mom: (giggle)
Clifford: (yawn)
Emily: Goodnight, Clifford.
Clifford: Goodnight, Captain!
Ahemmm..
Emily: Oh! Your nightlight!
I'm sorry, Clifford.
Ms. Mulberry: Oh, it's so exciting.
I always loved "All Aboard Book Night" when I was your age!
I remember Mrs. Clayton used to say it was,
'An adventure on the high seas!'
I see you're already all packed.
Samantha: I didn't want to forget anything.
Dr. Mulberry: What about this?
♪ (music box melody) ♪
Samantha: I couldn't pack my music box yet.
I need it to fall asleep.
Dr. Mulberry: Goodnight, sweetie.
Ms. Mulberry: Goodnight, Samantha.
Samantha: Goodnight, Mama. Goodnight, Mom.
♪ (music box melody) ♪
Mr. Morgan: Hey, I'm making some chow for your mess at
'All Aboard Book Night.'
Jack: Chow for my mess?
Mr. Morgan: On board a ship, they call the place
you eat the mess hall and the food is chow.
Jack: Oh. (giggle) Thanks, Dad!
You know how I love chow. Mmmmmm...
Mr. Morgan: Don't forget your lucky soccer jersey.
Jack: I won't. Can't sleep without it.
Mr. Morgan: Goodnight, sport.
Jack: Goodnight, dad.
Pablo's Mom: Do you need me to check
under your bed for monsters?
Pablo: No thanks, Mom.
I already checked.
Pablo's Mom: Good. Are you ready for tomorrow night?
Pablo: Do I have to go?
Pablo's Mom: Honey, you don't have to go,
but you've been looking forward to this for weeks!
Pablo: I just thought maybe you would need me here to um...
save you from monsters.
Pablo's Mom: I'll be okay, Pablito.
You'll have a great time with your friends.
Are you bringing your night light?
Pablo: I guess not.
You can't have an adventure on the high seas
with a night light.
Besides, I don't really need it.
Pablo's Mom: Then should I turn it off?
Pablo: Yes.
Pablo's Mom: Good night, angel.
Pablo: Good night, Mom. Wait!
On, please.
Pablo's Mom: On it is.
♪ (music box melody) ♪
Clifford: (singing) ♪ A little light at night... ♪
♪ Helps me sleep tight. ♪
♪ A little light at night... ♪
♪ Helps me sleep tight. ♪ (Yawns)
Emily: (whistles)
Clifford: Wooooohooooo! Bailey: Woof-woof!
Samantha: Ahoy, Captain!
Where did you get the whistle?
Emily: My Dad gave it to me.
It's called a bosun's whistle.
Sailors use them on ships to give signals.
Samantha: Neat!
Jack: My dad made some chow for our mess.
Samantha: Eww. Emily: Huh!
Jack: (Laughter) He made food for dinner.
Samantha: Oooh. Emily: Awesome!
Jack: Hey! Where's Pablo?
Emily: He must still be at home.
Let's set a course for Pablo's house!
Samantha: Aye-aye, Captain!
Bailey: I'm all ready for a night out under the stars.
Tucker: This is going to be fun!
Clifford: I guess.
Bailey: A breeze on my fur, the sweet sea air...
Clifford: And lots of darkness.
Bailey: Don't worry, Clifford. We'll be right beside you.
Right, Tucker? Tucker: Right!
Did you say darkness?
Emily: (whistles)
Ahoy, Pablo!
Pablo: Ahoy.
Jack: Pablo.. we were all supposed to meet up
at Emily Elizabeth's.
Pablo: Sorry. I...
um... I forgot.
Samantha: Hey, are you okay?
Pablo: Sure. I'm fine. Let's um...
Let's set sail for...
...Adventure.
Emily: Aye-Aye! Full speed ahead to the library.
Permission to come aboard, Admiral!
Mrs. Clayton: Aye, aye! Permission granted, Captain!
Emily: All aboard, sailors!
Emily: Yaaaaay! Samantha: Woohoo!
Jack: Hurray!
Mrs. Clayton: "Raise the sails, me hearties," said the pirate,
"we're off to find treasure!"
Jack: Land ho! Emily: Drop anchor!
(laughter)
Emily: I'm a dolphin! Ee-ee-eee! Wo-woo!
Jack: (laughter)
Pablo: (sighs)
Emily: Great stories tonight, Mrs. Clayton.
Samantha: A real adventure on the high seas.
Mrs. Clayton: Thank you, both!
And the chow was delicious, Jack.
Please thank your dad for me.
Jack: Aye-aye, Mrs. Clayton.
Samantha: I wonder, why they call the dining room
on a boat a mess hall...
Jack: I think I have a guess.
All: (laughter)
Mrs. Clayton: What's the matter, Pablo?
You didn't finished your dinner.
Pablo: Not hungry.
Samantah: Uaaaah!
Pablo: Yaaaaiy! Emily: Don't worry, Pablo.
It's Clifford, see?
Jack: Oh! Dad packed food for Clifford,
Bailey and Tucker, too.
Emily: Great! I'll bring it to them
while you guys get ready for bed.
Come and get it!
Tucker/Bailey: Woof-woof!
Clifford: Ooooh! Yum! Thanks!
Emily: You don't have to sleep out here, Clifford.
You could go home if you want.
Clifford: I want to be here...
in case you need me.
Emily: And I'll be in there in case you need me.
Goodnight, Clifford.
Clifford: Goodnight, Emily Elizabeth.
Mrs. Clayton: Well, it's time to hit the sack, sailors!
Emily: Aye-aye, Admiral! Goodnight, everybody!
Samantha/Jack/Pablo: Good night!
♪ (music box melody) ♪
♪♪
Clifford: Yaaaaaaawn!
Pablo: What was that?
Emily: Oh, that was just Clifford yawning.
(yawn) He yawns big.
All:(giggle)
Pablo: Oh.
Mrs. Clayton: Pablo, are you scared?
Pablo: No...
Maybe... a little.
Emily: That's okay, Pablo.
Samantha: Yeah. Everyone gets scared now and then.
Pablo: But, I'm never scared at night at home.
Emily: Me neither. Mr. Nibbles takes care of that.
Here, give Mr. Nibbles a cuddle. That might help.
Pablo: Thanks, Emily Elizabeth.
And thank you, Mr. Nibbles.
Emily: Goodnight, everybody.
All: Goodnight!
Clifford: (whines)
Bailey: It's okay, Clifford.
Tucker: We're right here.
Clifford: I know, but it's so dark.
Tucker: Clifford, when you're scared,
what makes you feel better?
Clifford: Sometimes wagging my tail helps.
Bailey: Then waaaaag away.
Pablo: What's that? Emily: What?
Jack: Ugh?
Mrs. Clayton: Just a little moonlight...
And a big red wagging tail.
Pablo: I'm sorry...
You can have Mr. Nibbles back, Emily Elizabeth.
He's not helping me.
Jack: I get it, Pablo.
Everybody needs different things.
With me, it's my soccer jersey.
It always helps me fall asleep.
Samantha: I never go to bed without my music box.
♪ (music box melody) ♪
Mrs. Clayton: You know what always helps me fall asleep?
A bedtime story!
Emily: Hey! It's the log book!
Mrs. Clayton: That's right! Captain Jerome Nelson
wrote all of his adventures
in this book...
He sailed this ferry boat
all around Birdwell Island his whole life
before he donated it to the town to be a library.
And in all those 50 years,
Captain Nelson ended every day
exactly the same way,
'Dropped off last passengers at the dock...
sailed to Birdwell Island lighthouse
and anchored for the night.'
Jack: But, why the lighthouse?
Emily: Maybe the Captain needed a night light.
Pablo: A brave ship captain needed a night light?
Mrs. Clayton: No one knows for sure,
but the captain did live on the boat...
And he docked at the lighthouse every night.
Jack: I know how he felt. I have a nightlight.
Samantha: Me, too.
Emily: So do I. And so does Clifford.
Pablo: Wow! Clifford needs a nightlight, too?
I didn't bring mine with me.
Maybe that's why I can't sleep.
I guess.. I'm a.. I'm a little scared of the dark.
Mrs. Clayton: Well, I can't move the boat to the lighthouse,
but I can bring the lighthouse to you.
Pablo: Thanks, Mrs. Clayton.
♪
That's so much better.
Goodnight, everyone.
All: Goodnight, Pablo.
Clifford: Arrooooooo!
Pablo: Clifford? Is he missing his nightlight, too?
Emily: Are you okay, Clifford?
Clifford: I didn't know it was going to be so dark.
I tried to be brave.
Emily: Didn't you hear the story, Clifford?
Even brave sea captains use a nightlight.
Right, Pablo?
Pablo: Right!
♪ (music box melody) ♪
♪♪
Pablo: ♪ A little light at night ♪
♪ Helps me sleep tight. ♪
Clifford: ♪ A little light at night... ♪
♪ Helps me sleep tight. ♪
Emily: ♪ It could be something to cuddle, ♪
♪
♪ Or something you wear... ♪
♪ A special blanket, ♪
♪ or your teddy.. ♪
♪ Whatever you need... ♪
♪ that makes you feel right, ♪
♪ Will help you sleep tight ♪
♪ (music box melody) ♪
♪♪
(show theme song) ♪♪