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ERNIE: Hey Bert.
Bert.
Bert.
Bert.
Wake up, Bert.
BERT: I'm up.
I'm up.
I'm up.
Wha-- wha-- wha-- what?
ERNIE: I can't sleep, Bert.
BERT: Ernie, why?
ERNIE: Well, I don't know, Bert.
I'm afraid, I think, Bert.
BERT: What are you afraid of, Ernie?
ERNIE: Oh, you know.
Like dark shadows, and spooky things, and monsters.
BERT: Oh, Ernie.
Listen.
You know Grover, and Cookie, and Harry.
All those guys are your friends, and they're monsters.
ERNIE: Well, that's true, Bert, but I
don't mean monsters like that.
I mean like spooky, scary monsters that go wuhba, wuhba.
BERT: Wuhba, wuhba?
ERNIE: Don't say that, Bert.
You'll scare me.
BERT: Ernie, get in the bed.
Get in the bed.
ERNIE: OK, Bert.
BERT: Get in the bed.
OK.
Now, listen.
Ernie, listen.
You are imagining all those scary things in your mind.
ERNIE: Really?
BERT: Yes.
But, but, you know, you can imagine
nice things and good things too.
ERNIE: Yeah?
BERT: Yeah.
Like-- um, what do you like?
ERNIE: Well, I like big balloons.
BERT: Oh.
Good, good, good.
Big balloons.
That's nice.
Um, what else do you like?
ERNIE: Let's see.
I like small balloons.
BERT: Small balloons.
Good.
OK.
So you like big balloons and small balloons.
ERNIE: Mhm.
BERT: Now there must be something else you like though.
ERNIE: Oh, oh, there is, Bert.
There is something else I like.
BERT: Oh, good.
What?
What?
What?
ERNIE: Medium sized balloons.
BERT: OK.
We've established you like balloons.
ERNIE: I like balloons.
BERT: So, um, so imagine balloons.
ERNIE: Well, gee, I tried that, Bert.
But, but, it's hard.
BERT: Well, do what I do.
Here's what I do.
I'll sing this to you.
ERNIE: OK.
BERT: [SINGING] Here in the meadow of imagination,
right in the middle of my head, I close my eyes,
and my room's not my room.
And my bed isn't really my bed.
You see, I look inside and discover
things that are sometimes strange and new,
and the most remarkable thoughts I think
have a way of being true.
ERNIE: [SINGING] Here in the middle of imagination,
right in the middle of my mind.
I close my eyes and the night isn't dark,
and the things that I lose, I find.
BERT: [SINGING] Time stands still, and the night is clear.
And the wind is warm and fair.
ERNIE: [SINGING] And the nicest place
is the middle of imagination when I'm there.
GROVER: Sorry for the delay.
But in a few seconds, you will see a triangle,
and then you will know exactly what a triangle looks like.
ROSITA: Here you go.
A triangle.
GROVER: Ugh.