♪ Hey, it's Franklin ♪
♪ Coming over to play ♪
♪ Growing a little ♪
♪ Everyday ♪
♪ Here he comes
with all his friends ♪
♪ They've got stories ♪
♪ Got time to spend with you ♪
♪ Hey, it's Franklin ♪
♪ Coming to your house ♪
♪ Hey, it's Franklin ♪
♪ Coming to my house ♪
♪ Hey, it's Franklin ♪
 NARRATOR:
 FRANKLIN IN CHARGE.
 FRANKLIN COULD COUNT
 BY TWOS AND TIE HIS SHOES.
 HE COULD CLEAN HIS ROOM
 AND HELP OUT AROUND THE HOUSE.
 BUT ONE DAY,
 FRANKLIN LEARNED THE IMPORTANCE
 OF ASKING FOR HELP.
 MRS. TURTLE:
 DID YOU REMEMBER TO PACK
 EVERYTHING?
YOUR SUN HAT?
YOUR UMBRELLA?
I'M ONLY GOING
TO VISIT UNCLE SNAPPER
FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS.
I DON'T NEED THAT MUCH
AND I DIDN'T FORGET ANYTHING.
 (JINGLE OF KEYS)
DADDY KEYS.
 MR. TURTLE:
 OH.
I WON'T GET TOO FAR
WITHOUT THOSE, WILL I?
 THANK YOU, HARRIET.
HUG!
YES, I DON'T WANT
TO FORGET THAT EITHER.
HARRIET:
(HAPPY SIGH)
AND THERE'S SOMEONE
ELSE AROUND HERE
YOU DON'T WANT
TO FORGET TO HUG.
THAT'S RIGHT.
(KISS)
(GIGGLES) NO!
I MEANT FRANKLIN, SILLY.
OH, YES.
WHERE IS FRANKLIN?
FRANKLIN:
(HUMS HAPPILY)
 MR. TURTLE:
 THERE YOU ARE.
FRANKLIN:
OH, HI DAD!
MR. TURTLE:
THANK YOU, FRANKLIN.
THAT LOOKS GREAT!
I ALSO PACKED A BAG
OF COOKIES FOR YOU,
IN CASE YOU GET HUNGRY
ON THE WAY.
THAT WAS VERY THOUGHTFUL.
GEE, I'LL HAVE TO
GO AWAY MORE OFTEN.
LET ME TAKE YOUR LUGGAGE, DAD.
(GROANS WITH EFFORT)
WHOA!
ARE YOU LEAVING ANYTHING
BEHIND?
(CHUCKLES)
ARE THEY TOO HEAVY FOR YOU?
(STRAINING) NO.
NOT AT ALL!
I'M...(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)
STRONGER THAN I LOOK.
 (GRUNTS WITH EFFORT)
I FEEL BETTER KNOWING
THAT I HAVE A SON
AS HELPFUL AND RESPONSIBLE
AS YOU
TAKING CARE OF THINGS
WHILE I'M AWAY.
(CHUCKLES)
 FRANKLIN:
 (STRAINING)
 WITH ME IN CHARGE,
YOU DON'T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT-
WHOA!
 (CRASH) OOF!
OH MY! ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
(EMBARRASSED LAUGH)
I'M FINE. JUST A LITTLE WET.
UH, I WASHED YOUR
LUGGAGE FOR YOU.
(CHUCKLES) THAT'S OKAY.
HAVE A GOOD TRIP.
SAY HI TO UNCLE SNAPPER FOR ME.
ALL RIGHT, I'LL DO- (CRUNCH)
THAT.
OOPS.
I THINK YOUR GINGER SNAPS
JUST GOT SNAPPED.
HMM. (CHUCKLES)
I'M JUST GLAD
YOU PUT THEM IN A BAG.
WELL, I'M OFF.
HARRIET:
BYE BYE!
SEE YOU LATER DAD!
HAVE A GOOD TRIP DEAR!
MR. TURTLE:
GOOD BYE!
(TOOTS HORN)
WHY DON'T YOU TWO
COME INSIDE FOR A SNACK.
A SNACK?
I CAN'T HAVE A SNACK
WHEN THERE'S
SO MUCH TO DO!
FILLING IN FOR DAD
IS A BIG RESPONSIBILITY!
(STRAINING GRUNTS)
PHEW!
 HARRIET:
 I HELP, FWANKLIN?
 FRANKLIN:
 SORRY HARRIET.
MOWING THE LAWN
IS A BIG RESPONSIBILITY.
(STRAINING) LAWNMOWERS ARE MADE
FOR BIG TURTLES LIKE ME.
(GROANS AND STRAINS)
 SEE?
 YOU'VE GOTTA BE STRONG.
(STRUGGLING)
MAYBE YOU'D LIKE A HAND
WITH THAT, FRANKLIN.
(STRAINING)
NO, THAT'S OKAY.
IF DAD DOESN'T NEED HELP
CUTTING THE LAWN,
THEN NEITHER DO I.
WELL, I MUST SAY,
YOU'RE DOING A VERY NICE JOB.
 FRANKLIN:
 THANKS, MOM.
(GRUNTS AND STRAINS)
(CLUNK) OOP!
(SIGHS)
HMM.
(STRAINS AND STRUGGLES)
I HELP NOW, FWANKLIN?
(STRAINING)
NOPE, I'M FINE.
I'LL HAVE THIS
OUT OF THE WAY
IN NO TIME!
(STRAINS)
(SNAP) WHOA!
 (THUMP) OOF!
(MOANS)
I HELP, FWANKLIN!
(GIGGLES)
FRANKLIN
(UNENTHUSIASTIC)
THANKS HARRIET.
(GRUNTS AND STRAINS)
(PANTING) THERE!
SEE? I CAN DO IT!
(STRUGGLING)
THIS JOB IS... EASY.
(EXHAUSTED PANTING)
 MRS. TURTLE:
 ALL DONE, FRANKLIN?
YEP, ALL DONE.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING, MOM?
IT'S GARBAGE DAY.
I WAS JUST GOING TO PUT
THESE OUT BY THE ROAD.
OH. THAT'S SOMETHING
DAD USUALLY DOES, ISN'T IT?
SO I'LL TAKE CARE OF IT.
WELL, THANK YOU
VERY MUCH, FRANKLIN.
HMM. (STRAINS AND STRUGGLES)
(STRAINING WITH EFFORT)
 (STRUGGLING) OKAY. OKAY.
(GRUNTS WITH EFFORT)
PHEW.
 BEAR:
 HI FRANKLIN!
WANNA SHOOT SOME HOOPS?
HI BEAR.
I'M SORRY, I CAN'T.
I HAVE TOO MUCH WORK TO DO.
LIKE WHAT?
LIKE PAINTING THE FENCE.
ISN'T YOUR DAD DOING THAT?
HE'S AWAY.
SO I'M TAKING CARE OF THINGS
AROUND THE HOUSE FOR HIM.
BUT YOUR DAD DOESN'T WORK
ALL THE TIME, FRANKLIN.
HE PLAYS CATCH WITH YOU
AND YOU GUYS GO SWIMMING
AND STUFF.
SO EVEN YOUR DAD STOPS
TO HAVE FUN SOMETIMES.
YEAH, BUT IT'S ALWAYS AFTER
HE'S GOT HIS WORK FINISHED.
(LAUGHING)
ALL RIGHT, MR. TURTLE.
BUT IF YOU CHANGE YOUR MIND,
CALL ME!
I WILL. SEE YOU, BEAR.
YOU CAN GO AND PLAY
WITH BEAR IF YOU'D LIKE.
I'LL FINISH PAINTING THE FENCE.
BUT MOM, THAT'S MY JOB.
THEN WHY DON'T
WE DO IT TOGETHER?
I CAN GET ANOTHER BRUSH.
IT'S OKAY, MOM, I CAN DO IT.
HMM.
WELL, THERE ARE A LOT OF OTHER
JOBS I NEED TO GET DONE.
FRANKLIN:
GOOD. THEN I'LL TAKE CARE
OF THIS ONE.
MRS. TURTLE:
THANK YOU FOR BEING
SO HELPFUL, FRANKLIN.
FRANKLIN:
I'M JUST DOING MY JOB, MOM.
I HELP, FWANKLIN?
SORRY, HARRIET.
I DON'T NEED HELP
WITH THIS JOB EITHER.
(SAD SIGH)
 MRS. TURTLE:
 HOW'S IT GOING, FRANKLIN?
GREAT. FINE.
I'M ALMOST FINISHED...
BUT I AM RUNNING LOW ON PAINT.
(CHUCKLES)
THAT'S BECAUSE A LOT
OF IT IS ON YOU!
HUH?
OH YEAH.
YOU'VE DONE
A GREAT JOB,
BUT I THINK YOU'D
BETTER HAVE A BATH.
THE LONGER THAT PAINT
DRIES ON YOU,
THE HARDER IT'LL BE
TO WASH OFF.
BUT THE FENCE
ISN'T FINISHED.
BY THE TIME YOU'RE
CLEAN AND GREEN AGAIN,
IT WILL BE.
OKAY.
HARRIET:
HI! I HELP MOMMY.
(GIGGLES)
GOOD IDEA, HARRIET!
I'LL HELP MOMMY TOO.
HMM.
OOPS!
HMM.
(SLAM)
(MACHINE RUMBLES)
 HARRIET:
 FWANKLIN!
I HELP NOW, FWANKLIN?
'NOPE. I'M ALL DONE.
SEE? IT'S EASY.
LET'S GO NOW.
OKAY.
UH OH.
(RATTLE AND SLOSH)
(SPLASH AND BUBBLE)
(GASPS)
(GRUNTS WITH EFFORT)
PHEW, THAT WAS CLOSE.
(RATTLE AND BANG)
(STARTLED GASP)
(BOOM)
(HORRIFIED GASPS)
AH! OH NO!
HARRIET:
WOW!
FRANKLIN:
C'MON, UPSTAIRS HARRIET.
THERE'S NOTHING DOWN
HERE TO SEE.
HARRIET:
BUBBLES!
YES, BUBBLES.
CAN YOU GO UPSTAIRS NOW?
(GIGGLES)
(EXCITED GASP)
 MORE BUBBLES!
MOMMY NOT MAKE BUBBLES!
YOU'RE RIGHT.
UM, WHY DON'T YOU
GO OUTSIDE AND PLAY?
I HAVE WORK TO DO.
OKAY.
WHOA! (THUMP) OOF!
HARRIET:
SEE? BUBBLES!
(GASPS)
FRANKLIN? FRANKLIN?
FRANKLIN:
(GROANS)
 MRS. TURTLE:
 OH! ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?
FRANKLIN:
I'M OKAY.
FWANKLIN SNOWMAN!
(GIGGLES)
FRANKLIN:
I'M REALLY SORRY, MOM.
MRS. TURTLE:
(CHUCKLES)
I KNOW HONEY.
(MACHINE SHUTS OFF)
YOU HELPED ME PAINT THE FENCE,
SO I WANTED TO HELP YOU
DO THE LAUNDRY.
I GUESS DAD SHOULD HAVE
LEFT SOMEONE
MORE RESPONSIBLE IN CHARGE.
BEING RESPONSIBLE DOESN'T MEAN
YOU CAN'T ASK FOR HELP.
SOMETIMES A JOB IS JUST
TOO BIG FOR ONE PERSON.
YOUR FATHER AND I HELP
EACH OTHER ALL THE TIME.
I SHOULD HAVE ASKED
FOR HELP SOONER.
WELL, I COULD USE
YOUR HELP RIGHT NOW.
SURE!
WHAT ARE WE DOING?
MRS. TURTLE:
CLEANING UP THE BASEMENT!
UNH UH! NOT YET! (GIGGLES)
(LAUGHTER)
 NARRATOR:
 FRANKLIN'S UFO.
 FRANKLIN COULD COUNT
 BY TWOS AND TIE HIS SHOES.
 HE LIKED CAMPING OUT
 WITH HIS FRIENDS
 AND IMAGINING WONDERFUL,
 FAR OFF PLACES.
 BUT ONE DAY,
 FRANKLIN LET HIS IMAGINATION
 GET THE BEST OF HIM.
 BEAR:
 HI FRANKLIN.
 FRANKLIN:
 (CHUCKLES) GEE BEAR.
WE'RE ONLY CAMPING OUT
FOR ONE NIGHT,
NOT A WHOLE WEEK.
THIS ISN'T JUST MY STUFF.
IT'S RABBIT'S TOO.
WHERE IS RABBIT ANYWAY?
BEAR:
HE WENT TO THE STORE...
TO BUY SOME MARSHMALLOWS.
GREAT IDEA!
WE'LL HAVE THEM
FOR A BEDTIME SNACK.
WHO SAYS WE HAVE TO WAIT
'TIL BEDTIME?
ANY TIME IS MARSHMALLOW
TIME.
(CHUCKLING) OH, BEAR!
 RABBIT:
 HEY GUYS!
WAIT 'TIL YOU SEE THIS!
WHERE ARE THE
MARSHMALLOWS?
WELL, I WAS GOING TO GET THEM,
BUT THEN I SAW THIS!
 FRANKLIN:
 (READING) UFO'S VISIT EARTH.
REAL SPACESHIPS?
UH HUH. FOUR OF THEM!
CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?!
BEAR:
THEY DON'T LOOK LIKE
SPACESHIPS.
RABBIT:
THAT'S BECAUSE THE PICTURE
WAS TAKEN AT NIGHT.
WOW! VISITORS FROM ANOTHER
PLANET.
 MR. TURTLE:
 (READING) THEY CIRCLED THE AREA
 MAKING STRANGE HUMMING SOUNDS
THEN TOOK OFF IN A FLASH
TOWARD THE STARS!
TOO BAD WE DIDN'T GET TO
SEE THE SPACESHIPS, HUH, DAD?
I HAVE TO WONDER IF THE PEOPLE
IN THAT STORY SAW THEM EITHER.
YOU MEAN, THEY MADE THE WHOLE
THING UP?
I WOULDN'T PUT
IT THAT WAY.
LET'S JUST SAY IT'S THE SORT
OF THING THAT CAN HAPPEN
WHEN PEOPLE LET THEIR
IMAGINATIONS RUN WILD.
BUT WHAT ABOUT
THE PICTURE?
 MR. TURTLE:
 WELL, IT COULD BE A PICTURE
 OF SPACESHIPS.
BUT THOSE BRIGHT LIGHTS COULD
BE A LOT OF OTHER THINGS TOO.
FRANKLIN:
THEY COULDN'T BE STARS.
THEY'RE TOO BIG AND TOO BRIGHT.
RABBIT:
STARS DON'T FLY AROUND
IN A CIRCLE, EITHER.
AND MAKE STRANGE
HUMMING SOUNDS.
 MR. TURTLE:
 LOOK! A FLYING SAUCER!
(GASP)
(BANG)
(GIGGILES) DAD!
 MR. TURTLE:
 (CHUCKLES)
OOPS! MY MISTAKE. (LAUGHS)
IT'S JUST A GARBAGE CAN LID.
FRANKLIN, RABBIT & BEAR:
(LAUGH)
BEAR, I'VE GOTTA' SEE
THAT AGAIN.
SURE.
(SWALLOWS) MY PLEASURE.
(GULPS) TA DA!
FRANKLIN AND RABBIT:
(LAUGH)
RABBIT:
THAT MUST HAVE TAKEN
LOTS OF PRACTICE.
OH YEAH, AND LOTS
OF MARSHMALLOWS.
(LAUGHS)
WHOA!
LOOK AT THAT!
 THE GRASS IS ALL BURNED.
I WONDER HOW THAT HAPPENED.
RABBIT:
I BET THIS IS WHERE
THE SPACESHIP BLASTED OFF!
BEAR:
DO YOU THINK SO?
FRANKLIN:
REALLY?
SURE. LOOK AT IT.
 WHAT ELSE WOULD BURN
 A BIG CIRCLE LIKE THIS?
WOW, WHAT'S THAT OVER THERE?
HEY, LOOK AT THIS THING!
WHAT IS IT?!
IT'S GOTTA' BE PART
OF A SPACESHIP!
WOW! LET'S SEE!
IT'S THE STRANGEST THING
I'VE EVER SEEN!
I JUST WISH WE COULD
HAVE BEEN HERE
WHEN THE SPACESHIP LANDED.
 FRANKLIN:
 ME TOO.
MAYBE IF WE'RE LUCKY,
IT'LL COME BACK SOMEDAY.
YOU THINK SO?
FRANKLIN:
WELL, IT LANDED HERE
ONCE DIDN'T IT?
RABBIT:
I SEE THE BIG DIPPER!
 FRANKLIN:
 AND THERE'S THE LITTLE DIPPER
 RIGHT BESIDE IT.
 RABBIT:
 NEAT.
 BEAR:
 LOOK AT THAT!
A SHOOTING STAR!
MAYBE, OR MAYBE
IT WAS A SPACESHIP.
IT WAS PRETTY BRIGHT,
WASN'T IT?
AND IT SURE WAS
GOING FAST.
IF IT WAS A SPACESHIP,
I HOPE IT COMES BACK
AND LANDS IN WOODLAND.
ME TOO.
WOULDN'T IT BE GREAT TO MEET
SOME REAL SPACE ALIENS?!
THAT WOULD BE GREAT.
HMM.
THEY'D PROBABLY
BE ABLE TO FLY.
(TINKLING BELLS OF IMAGINING)
 AND IF THEY TOUCHED SOMEONE,
 I BET THEY COULD FLY TOO.
WOO HOO!
(TINKLING BELLS OF IMAGINING)
WE COULD HAVE ALL KINDS
OF FUN TOGETHER.
YEAH.
I'D TAKE THEM
TO A SOCCER GAME.
(TINKLING BELLS OF IMAGINING)
 I BET THEY'D BE AMAZING!
 INSTEAD OF KICKING THE BALL
 INTO THE NET,
 THEY'D USE THEIR SPECIAL
 BRAIN POWERS TO SCORE GOALS!
HUH?
WOO HOO!
 THEN AFTER THE GAME,
 I'D TAKE THEM TO MY HOUSE
AND GIVE THEM PIZZA.
HMM, WHAT DO YOU SUPPOSE ALIENS
LIKE ON THEIR PIZZA?
I DON'T KNOW.
MAYBE MARSHMALLOWS?
(LAUGH)
WHAT'S THE MATTER RABBIT?
WELL, WAS JUST THINKING -
WHAT IF THE SPACE ALIENS
AREN'T FRIENDLY?
NOT FRIENDLY?
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
IF WE'RE NICE TO THEM,
THEY'LL BE NICE
BACK TO US, RIGHT?
WHO KNOWS FOR SURE?
THEY ARE FROM
ANOTHER PLANET.
UM, SO YOU GUYS FEEL LIKE
PLAYING CARDS OR SOMETHING?
BEAR:
YEAH, LET'S GO PLAY CARDS.
RABBIT:
OKAY. GOOD IDEA, FRANKLIN.
(ZIPS UP TENT)
FRANKLIN, UM,
DO YOU HAVE A SEVEN?
N-NO. GO FISH.
(FROG RIBBITS)
(STARTLED GASPS)
AAAH!
(FROG RIBBITS)
(FROG RIBBITS)
IT'S JUST A TREE FROG.
I DON'T LIKE
IT OUT HERE.
I DON'T EITHER.
THEN LET'S GO BACK
TO MY HOUSE.
WHY YOUR HOUSE?
MY HOUSE IS CLOSER.
OKAY FINE.
WE'LL GO TO YOUR HOUSE!
(LOUD WHIRRING SOUND)
(GASPS) WHAT'S THAT?
OH NO.
WHAT? WHAT RABBIT?
THAT SOUNDS LIKE A SPACESHIP.
DON'T MOVE!
WHAT DO THEY WANT?
I DON'T KNOW.
I THINK THEY'RE GONE.
OR MAYBE THEY'VE LANDED.
 RABBIT:
 WHAT IF THEY CAN
 SEE US IN HERE?
 FRANKLIN:
 TURN OFF THE LIGHT, RABBIT!
(CLICK)
 BEARS:
 I WANT TO GO HOME!
RABBIT:
I'M NOT STAYING HERE!
FRANKLIN:
HEY! WAIT!
WE HAVE TO STAY TOGETHER!
(EXHAUSTED PANTING)
IF I EVER GET HOME,
I'LL NEVER LEAVE
THE HOUSE AGAIN.
I HOPE ALIENS CAN'T
SEE IN THE DARK!
(LOUD SOUND)
(TERRIFIED GASPS)
AAAH!
FRANKLIN:
RUN FOR IT!
BEAR:
IT'S AN ALIEN!
FRANKLIN:
(THUMP) WHOA!
 OOF!
 BEAR AND RABBIT;
 OOF! OOF!
AAAH!
FRANKLIN:
HELP!
MR. MOLE:
FRANKLIN?
HUH?
MR. MOLE?
OH YOU BOYS GAVE ME
QUITE A SCARE.
ARE YOU LOOKING FOR
THE SPACESHIP TOO?
SPACESHIP?!
(CHUCKLES)
I'M LOOKING FOR DEW WORMS.
I'M GOING FISHING TOMORROW.
WHAT'S THIS ABOUT
A SPACESHIP?
IT WAS FLYING
OVER OUR TENT
MAKING THIS REALLY
STRANGE NOISE.
YEAH, THEY WERE TRYING
TO GET US!
IT SOUNDS TO ME
LIKE YOU BOYS
HAVE BEEN LETTING
YOUR IMAGINATIONS
 GET THE BETTER OF YOU.
(LOUD WHIRRING SOUND)
(TERRIFIED GASPS)
THAT'S IT!
HEAR IT?
OH. (CHUCKLES)
THAT'S THE SPACESHIP YOU HEARD.
 THAT'S JUST THE MOTOR
 IN THE PUMP HOUSE.
THE PUMP HOUSE?
 MR. MOLE:
 THAT'S RIGHT.
IT PUMPS WATER FROM
THE STREAM INTO MY WELL.
BUT THERE REALLY
IS A SPACESHIP!
WE CAN EVEN SHOW YOU
A PIECE OF IT.
HERE! WE FOUND IT LYING
IN THE GRASS.
MY ANEMOMETER!
I'VE BEEN LOOKING
ALL OVER FOR IT.
IT'S YOURS?
IT BLEW OFF THE ROOF
OF MY HOUSE
A COUPLE OF DAYS AGO.
IT SHOWS ME HOW FAST THE WIND
IS BLOWING.
THEN WHAT ABOUT THE SPOT
WHERE THE SPACESHIP LANDED?
FRANKLIN:
THERE IT IS.
RABBIT:
THE GRASS WAS BURNED
WHEN THE SPACESHIP BLASTED OFF.
(CHUCKLES)
IT'S BURNT ALL RIGHT.
BUT NOT FROM A SPACESHIP.
THAT'S WHERE I WAS BURNING
SOME LEAVES YESTERDAY.
OH.
I GUESS WE DID LET
OUR IMAGINATIONS
GET THE BETTER OF US.
WELL, AT LEAST WE WON'T
HAVE TO WORRY
ABOUT ALIENS ANY MORE.
(CHUCKLES)
THAT'S FOR SURE!
(LAUGHTER)
YOU KNOW, IT'S A FINE NIGHT
FOR STARGAZING.
WHY DON'T I GO UP TO THE HOUSE
AND MAKE SOME HOT CHOCOLATE.
FRANKLIN:
HOT CHOCOLATE!
THAT'D BE GREAT!
THANKS, MR. MOLE!
DO YOU LADS LIKE MARSHMALLOWS?
WE LOVE 'EM!
 LET ME GIVE YOU A HAND,
 MR. MOLE.
MR. MOLE:
THANK YOU, BEAR.
(CHUCKLE)
OH, BEAR.
(CHUCKLES)
ANYONE WANT ANOTHER
MARSHMALLOW?
RABBIT:
I'M STUFFED.
NO THANKS.
PERHAPS ONE MORE
WOULDN'T HURT.
(SLURPS)
FRANKLIN:
LOOK! ANOTHER SHOOTING STAR!
SHOOTING STAR?
ARE YOU SURE THAT
WASN'T A SPACESHIP?
(LAUGHING) RABBIT!
RABBIT:
JUST KIDDING.
ALL:
(LAUGH LOUDLY)
