Tell me where you buried the blanket!
Please, tell me where it is.
Good grief. How did this happen?
ÐÒ¸£ÊÇÒ»ÌõÎÂÅ¯µÄÃ«Ìº
All right, gang, this is the beginning of a new season.
And if we're going to improve this year, we'll need to work extra hard.
You and that stupid blanket.
You"re out.
I can't stand it.
If l were you, I would be afraid of what the other kids would say about that blanket.
Do you have anything in your pocket you can throw into the air?
All I have is a piece of candy.
They don't say much.
Isn't he the cutest thing?
±´¶à·Ò ¡¶ÔÂ¹â×àÃùÇú¡·
You fascinate me.
Never fall in love with a musician.
It's washday.
It's halfway through the first cycle.
It's in the rinse cycle.
It's in the spin cycle.
It's in the dryer.
Don't say anything.
Just go get a pair of scissors.
¹ÅµäÇáÒôÀÖ
¹ÅµäÏ·¾çÒôÀÖ
You know, Schroeder...
...l bet if we were married some day, we'd be very happy.
While you were practicing the piano, I'd be in the kitchen making your breakfast.
Then l'd bring it in like this.
And set it out all nice and prop up your favorite newspaper...
...and pour your coffee.
Wouldn't that be romantic?
No!
I'll probably never get married.
My cards.
You and that stupid blanket.
What's it to you?
You think you"ll be dragging that thing around for the rest of your life.
Maybe I won't drag it around for the rest of my life.
That's right, you won"t.
Because I just talked to Grandma...
...and she says that none of her other grandchildren has a blanket.
Tell Grandma that I'm very happy for her.
And that my admiration...
...for those other wonderfully well-adjusted grandchildren knows no bounds.
Why don"t you tell her yourself?
-Tell her myself? -Yeah.
Because she"ll be here in one week.
And this time, she's serious about making you give up that stupid blanket.
Serious?
How serious?
She said that either you give up that blanket by the time she gets here...
...or she'll do it for you.
Do it for me?
Yeah. By cutting the stupid thing up into a thousand pieces.
Have you thought about how you're going to rid yourself of your blanket, Linus?
It will be hard. But l don't need this blanket.
I don't need it at all.
I can throw it away anytime l want to.
Grandma. Six days.
Never believe anything I say.
Look, Charlie Brown, you've got to help me break this blanket habit.
Why don"t you let me try to find some sort of substitute?
Well?
It works pretty well.
But it does have its drawbacks.
Linus, l really like you.
You"re my Sweet Babboo.
But l could like you even more if you'd give up that blanket.
Besides, no future husband of mine is going to sit around holding a blanket.
I'm not your Sweet Babboo.
I'm not your future husband.
And l don't really care if you like me or not.
I look forward to the day when I'll understand girls.
I need your help, Charlie Brown.
I'm going to try and kick this blanket once and for all.
I want you to take care of it for me.
But no matter how much I plead, don't give it back to me.
Good grief. l can"t do it.
I think I"ve changed my mind. Please, give it back.
You"re weaker than I am.
Now let's do it right this time.
You hang onto it for me, but don't give it to me even if l beg you for it.
Don't give it back to me no matter how much I plead.
No matter how desperate l become.
I've changed my mind. I want it.
No, no, no!
Good grief.
What's the matter?
''What"s the matter?'' he asks.
You"re a disgrace.
No girl could ever like anyone as dirty as you.
Girls like boys who are clean and neat and who keep their shoelaces tied.
But there are a lot of things more important than just being clean.
What on earth are you doing here?
I need professional help.
I can't get rid of this blanket.
It's the only thing that keeps me going.
Well, as they say on TV...
...the mere fact that you realize you need help...
...indicates that you are not too far gone.
But l'm in sad shape.
Have no fear, little brother. My job is to heal.
To guide the patient.
To be that voice gently whispering sound advice into his ear.
Grow up!
Too much healing can be hazardous to your health.
¹ÅµäÒôÀÖ
Schroeder, if I told you I had the feeling you and I would get married someday...
...would you chuckle lightly or laugh loud and long?
I don't know. It's kind of hard to say offhand.
Schroeder, l have the feeling you and I will get married someday.
Loud and long.
This is it.
Give me back my blanket.
No. I've got it and l'm going to keep it.
This is the start you need to break the habit.
Hey, now, let's talk this thing over.
Listen. When Grandma gets here...
...she expects you to be done with this blanket.
But she's not here yet.
I know. That's why this is just a start.
We"ll see if you can do without it for a while.
Besides, you said you could give up this blanket anytime.
Now you're going to have to prove it.
Why don"t you just tear off a little corner and let me give it up gradually?
King me.
So where did you put my blanket?
I put it in the hall closet and locked the door.
We"ll see if you can do without it until dinner.
Until dinner? Is that all?
Why, of course, I can.
Dinner? Ha!
It'll be a cinch.
Dinner.
Hey, Linus. Where's your blanket?
Lucy locked it in the closet.
She wants me to do without it until dinner.
It's her way of getting me to gradually free myself of it before Grandma comes.
You don't look too well.
How would you look if your whole nerous system was shot?
No substitutes.
King me.
And no substitutes.
No substitutes!
Well, my Sweet Babboo...
...l hear you're going to go without your blanket for a whole day.
I'm not your Sweet Babboo.
I'll never last until dinner.
I have hot and cold flashes.
My eyes won't focus.
I gotta have that blanket.
I'm cracking up and nobody cares.
Nobody, nobody, nobody!
I think your keeping the blanket away from Linus has gone far enough, Lucy.
You"d better unlock the closet and give it back.
What makes you say that, Charlie Brown?
I guess maybe you"re right.
Three days!
³öÊÛÄà°ÍÅÉ
Pig Pen, you're a disgrace.
You"re a mess when you eat, a mess when you play...
...and a mess when you're just standing still.
Why are you always so dirty?
When in the world are you going to clean up?
I have affixed to me the dirt of countless ages.
Who am l to disturb history?
Schroeder loves me. He loves me not.
He loves me. He loves me not.
Hooray!
No manager in the history of baseball...
...has ever had to go through what I have to go through.
¹ÅµäÏ·¾çÒôÀÖ
What's going on here?!
I knew l'd never get away with it.
Snoopy, where is it?
When I find you, I'll fix you good. I mean it.
Now, all you have to do is hold the kite like this...
...and then let go when l tell you to.
Are you ready?
Okay, let go.
My kite. My beautiful kite.
You didn't let go. I said to let go and you didn"t let go.
You didn't say ''please.'"
I'm mad this time, Snoopy. I'm really mad.
Where is he? Where is that stupid dog?
What's the matter with you?
Snoopy has my blanket.
And when I find him, I'll fix him good.
Say, that's a beautiful kite, Lucy.
It's very pretty.
Sort of a pale blue, isn"t it?
It's just about the same color as my...blanket!
You made a kite out of my blanket? How could you?
Well, l just took the blanket...
...folded two corners together like this, then....
Oops.
You let go of it! You let go of it!
You made a kite out of my blanket and then you let go of it!
Stop complaining. Grandma will be here in two days.
I did you a favor.
What am I going to do without that blanket?!
I can't face life unarmed!
What are you looking at, Linus?
Lucy made a kite out of my blanket.
Then she let go of it.
It flew away.
My blanket flew completely out of sight.
Way out over some houses and some trees.
I bet l'll never see it again.
You"re an expert on kites, Charlie Brown.
What do you think?
I think maybe l should try making a kite out of a blanket.
I want to run an ad in the paper, Charlie Brown.
You write it and I'll dictate it.
Lost, one light blue blanket in the shape of a kite.
Please return.
Anything else?
Owner desperate.
What if it never landed? What if it kept flying?
What if it went out over the ocean?
Oh, my poor blanket!
It's always been afraid of the water!
It can't swim!
It can't even wade!
Where's Linus?
How should I know?
He's probably standing somewhere waiting for his stupid blanket to come back.
Why'd you have to let go of it?
It's for his own good, Charlie Brown.
He has two days left to break that dumb habit before Grandma gets here.
He might as well get used to it now.
You know, Lucy, l have to admit, I see some value in this blanket business.
It seems to put him in a mood for contemplation.
I imagine it quiets his mind so he can really think about things.
In fact, l think a lot of your problems would be solved, Lucy, if you had a blanket.
Maybe if you had a blanket, you wouldn't be so crabby.
And so mean-spirited. And so--
Quick-tempered.
Star light, star bright First star I see tonight
I wish I may, l wish I might Have the wish l wish tonight
I wish I had my Sweet Babboo right here beside me.
You stupid star.
This first night without the blanket is going to be the hardest.
It's hard on a little kid who has always depended on a blanket...
...suddenly to be deprived of it.
He's feverish.
Is it morning yet?
No, it"s only 1 0:00.
Ten o'clock? This night is going to last forever.
I'll never make it.
Why did Lucy have to let go of my blanket?
Why?
It's nice of you to sit up with me this first night.
This is what friends are for.
Good old Charlie Brown.
He's finally gone to sleep.
Maybe if he can make it through the night without his blanket, he'll be all right.
Sleep is just what he needs. If he can just sleep for--
How's he doing?
I can't go through another night like last night again.
Can't l try and find you another substitute or something, Linus?
Would you give a starving dog a rubber bone?
You know, Charlie Brown, when a child is without his security blanket...
...people don't realize what it does to him.
But that blanket sure can cause you problems, Linus.
Listen, Charlie Brown.
That old blanket soaks up all my fears and frustrations.
Don't you have fears and frustrations, Charlie Brown?
-Blockhead. -Blockhead.
Blockhead.
Here comes old Charlie Brown.
Good old Charlie Brown. Yes, sir.
How I hate him.
They found it! l'm saved!
Look, look! I got a telegram from the Air Rescue Service.
They found my blanket floating in the ocean.
-They even put it in the mail for me. -Wow!
I'll say.
They found my blanket, Charlie Brown. They found my blanket.
Here's a telegram for you.
Grandma. One more day.
Uh, there's no mail for me?
Why do you care if there's mail for you?
-No reason. -Ha!
The Air Rescue Service mailed you your blanket and you're waiting for it.
If that blanket of mine is lost in the mail, it"s your fault, you know.
They"ll have to haul me away kicking and screaming.
I crack up and they haul me away, what are you going to do?
I'll write you.
That's the first time I've ever seen a kite explode.
Hey, Linus. Come here. Hurry.
I don't think your blanket was lost in the mail at all.
I might have known.
My blanket. My beautiful blanket.
It's torn and it's damp, but it's mine.
±´¶à·ÒµÚ¾Å½»ÏìÇú
No. I'll probably never get married.
-Well, that"s that. -What?
Grandma's coming this afternoon.
So l thought l'd help you cure yourself of that stupid habit once and for all.
What did you do?
I buried it.
You buried my blanket?!
You can't do that!
I just got it back!
I had no choice.
Grandma expects you to be done with that dumb blanket before she gets here.
Tell me where you buried it.
Tell me.
Tell me, tell me, tell me.
Oh, tell me.
Please, tell me where you buried it.
Gotta find it. Gotta find it. Gotta find it.
I'll find it. l'll find it.
Do you hear me?! l"ll find it!
Tell me where you buried the blanket!
I hear my Sweet Babboo got his blanket back.
Yeah. That nosy dog found it and dug it up.
I don't care anymore. From now on, I'm through trying to help people.
They never appreciate it anyway.
Pig Pen, you disgust me.
You know, Pig Pen, I think we all owe you an apology.
We"ve all been teasing you a lot lately.
But who am I to tease you?
You may be dirty, but at least you have character.
Me, l'm blah.
That's just what l am, blah.
I'm completely blah.
I was born blah and l'll die blah.
When you're looking at me...
...you're looking at the all-time number-one champion blah.
This time, I'm not letting you out of my sight.
±´¶à·ÒÃûÇú ¡¶ÖÂ°®ÀöË¿¡·
-Where's my piano? -You ruined our castle.
- You and that stupid blanket. - That stupid blanket.
- I told you to get rid of that thing. - That blanket is terrible.
- What is it with you and that blanket? - Why do you have it?
I need my blanket!
I admit it!
Look at all of you.
Who among you doesn"t have an insecurity?
Who among you doesn"t depend on someone or something...
...to help you get through the day?
Who among you can cast the first stone?
How about you, Sally?
You with your endless Sweet Babboos.
Or you, Schroeder?
You with your Beethoven, Beethoven, Beethoven.
And you, Lucy.
Never leaving Schroeder alone.
Obsessing over someone who doesn"t care if he ever sees you again.
What do you want? Do you want to see me unhappy?
Do you want to see me insecure?
Do you want to see me end up like Charlie Brown?
Even your crazy dog, Charlie Brown.
Suppertime, suppertime, suppertime.
Nothing but suppertime, 24 hours a day.
Are any of you secure?!
Hi, Grandma. How are you?
I'm fine, I guess.
My blanket? Yes, l do have it, Grandma.
I have it right here.
Yes, l know.
I know you're against kids carrying blankets.
Yes, l know.
And l know that I can't keep fooling you forever.
But l want to say something, Grandma.
It's that I need this blanket.
It's the only real security I have.
Remember the last time you were here, Grandma?
Remember when you drank 1 2 cups of coffee?
Perhaps your drinking 1 2 cups of coffee...
...was not unlike my need for a security blanket.
Hand it over?
You want me to hand it over?
I decoyed her with a dishtowel.
So your grandma's gone back home, huh, Linus?
Yup. No more fights over my blanket. No more arguments.
She really thought she could make me get rid of it.
Actually, I was sorry to see her go.
I'm going to miss the thrill of the chase.
Grandma?