MisteRogers' Neighborhood1968

Lady Elaine Fairchilde:
[Handy had just "blown away" the king] How did you do that?

Handyman Negri:
That's what windstorms do.

Lady Elaine Fairchilde:
Is that what you are?

Handyman Negri:
In the opera, yes.

Lady Elaine Fairchilde:
Oh. I think I'd rather be a windstorm in the opera.

Handyman Negri:
I thought you wanted to be the hummingbird.

Lady Elaine Fairchilde:
I changed my mind. You can be the hummingbird, and I'll be the windstorm.

Handyman Negri:
Wait a minute, Lady Elaine, you can't just change your mind...

Lady Elaine Fairchilde:
I'll get the hummingbird costume now. [leaves]

Handyman Negri:
No, no, don't get... oh!

Reardon:
Hi, Handyman. Well, [in deep voice] Do I look like a TV newscaster?

Handyman Negri:
Oh, I guess so.

Reardon:
Is something the matter?

Handyman Negri:
Lady Elaine has just decided that she wants to be the windstorm, and she wants me to be the hummingbird.

Reardon:
But that's not possible. Besides, her costume wouldn't fit you.

Lady Elaine Fairchilde:
[appears, holding the puppet-sized hummingbird costume] Here you are, now just try this on. Oh, hello, Reardon. Watch out, I'll blow you away.

Reardon:
Um, you are not going to be the windstorm, Lady Elaine.

Lady Elaine Fairchilde:
Oh yes I will. Now, Handy, just try that on.