Is This Goodbye, Charlie Brown? Page #2

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Their whole family just plain moved away.

That's ridiculous.

He can't move away. We had a date.

Things like this just don't happen.

I had a firm date.

We had an understanding.

I'll sue.

Where was that big truck going?

That's a moving van.

Linus and Lucy have moved away.

But I thought she was just kidding.

I didn't think they'd really go.

Well, what do you care?

You never liked Lucy anyway.

You were always picking on her.

But I don't understand.

I mean, I...

Oh, stop making excuses.

Go on home

and play your old Beethoven.

[PLAYING PIANO]

Schroeder, what if you and I

got married someday, and...?

I never even said goodbye.

Look, a postcard from Linus.

"Dear Charlie Brown...

...this is the moteI we stayed in

the first night.

It had a swimming pooI,

but we didn't go swimming.

Lucy has been crabby all day.

I have to ride in the back seat with her.

This looks like

it's going to be a long trip.

Your friend, Linus.

P.S., tell Snoopy to enjoy my blanket. "

That's the saddest postcard I ever read.

Don't tell me I've grown accustomed

to that face.

I understand you heard from Linus.

Yes, he sent me a postcard

from some moteI.

It was the saddest postcard

I've ever read.

You miss him, huh?

Yep, it's just not the same

without Linus.

I was gonna challenge your team

to a game...

...but I guess it would be too crueI.

Beating you ordinarily

is pretty easy, Chuck...

...but with Lucy and Linus gone...

...it would be a massacre, Chuck.

Now, look here.

Don't say another word, Chuck.

I know you're embarrassed for your team,

but it's okay.

I won't challenge you.

I'll stick to playing in my league.

At least

they put up a struggle sometimes.

Oh, boy.

Hey, Marcie, we gotta do something

about poor old Chuck.

We gotta get his mind on other things.

You're kind of sweet on Charles,

aren't you, sir?

Marcie, are you crazy?

Sweet on Chuck indeed.

How I can be sweet on a guy...

...who I can strike out

with three pitches?

Marcie, you're crazy.

Maybe I ought to call Chuck.

"Sweet on Chuck. "

That's the craziest thing I ever heard.

I guess the only civiI thing to do

is to call the kid and leveI with him.

How could anybody be sweet on Chuck?

I hate to think of him, though...

...Iying there wide-awake and wondering.

The poor kid.

Maybe I should give him a break.

Good grief.

How could anybody fall for Chuck?

The dumbest manager who ever lived.

He can't pitch or bat or run or anything.

Poor kid.

[PHONE RINGING]

- Hello?

PATTY:
Hi, Chuck.

This is Peppermint Patty.

How are you, Chuck?

I'm all right, I guess. But I just...

That's what I wanted

to talk to you about, Chuck.

I know you haven't been sleeping well...

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