03x03 - The Monster Trap/The Search for Peter's Whistle

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♪ Pink is the fun of twirling around ♪

♪ And scooting and honking the happiest sound ♪

♪ Or climbing on blocks to the moon up above ♪

♪ Pink is a feeling of joy and love ♪

♪ Pink is imagining what we can be ♪

♪ A dancer ♪ ♪ A robot ♪

♪ A pirate at sea ♪

♪ Pink is a giggle that wiggles your toes ♪

♪ Pink is a sparkle that glows and glows ♪

♪ It's a pinkatastic feeling ♪

♪ In a pinkamazing way ♪

♪ It's a pinkatastic feeling ♪

♪ On a pinkaperfect day ♪

♪ Anything can happen as we play the day away ♪

♪ It's a Pinkalicious feeling ♪

♪ Peterrific you might say ♪

♪ Pinkalicious and Peterrific ♪

♪ Pinkalicious pink, pink hooray! ♪

Pink, pink hooray!

PINKALICIOUS: "The Monster Trap!"

♪ ♪

The princess was very, very, very scared.

But she took a deep breath...

(inhales)

...and decided to scare away the monster

that was hiding under her bed!

"Monster, monster, hear my roar,

you don't scare me anymore!"

(roars)

(shouts)

(yelps)

Ah!

But it wasn't a monster under the princess's bed.

It was...

the Grand Countess of Kitty-ville!

(giggles) (cat meows)

(chuckles) Rosie!

(giggles) The princess remembered that

there's no such thing as monsters.

And she lived happily ever after inside her palace fortress.

Wow, Pinkalicious!

That was the best bedtime story ever!

The princess was very brave.

Hey kids, time for bed.

Night-night, Peter.

Night, Pinkalicious!

Night, Daddy.

Night, Mommy!

Goodnight, Peter. Sleep tight.

(yawns)

That sounded like an exciting bedtime story, Pinkalicious.

Thanks, Daddy, I added lots of adventure.

Night, Pinkalicious! Night-night!

Night, Mommy; night, Daddy!

Peter's going to fall right to sleep.

The story said that there's no such thing as monsters.

But what if there are monsters?

(gasp) Like that one!

M-monster, m-monster, hear my roar...

You don't scare me

anymore!

(shouting)

(snoring)

Ah, there's a monster in my room!

There's a monster in my room!

Huh? What?

There's a monster hiding in my room, Pinkalicious!

I saw its leg!

It was hairy and scary and big-- really, really big!

Okay, I'll come and see.

♪ ♪

And where do you think you saw the monster?

By my bed!

Its gigantic leg was sticking right out.

Monster, monster, hear my roar...

(gasps)

You definitely don't scare me anymore.

(giggles)

Pinkalicious, do you see the leg?

Uh-huh...

And it belongs to Fred! (giggles)

So it wasn't a monster's leg?

It was Fred's leg?

Yes, I told you,

there's no such thing as monsters.

(floor creaking)

Huh?

♪ ♪

Then what's making that noise?

(gulps) Uh-oh!

(loud creaking, rattling)

(both screaming)

Peter, it's gone. (breathing heavily)

The monster's gone.

(stammering): But what if the monster comes back?

What do we do?

If the monster comes back, we have to...

um...

♪ ♪

(gasps)

B-b-blargh! (cackles)

The monster's coming!

What should we do?

Look, a door!

♪ ♪

(confused growl)

(grunts)

The monster didn't see us!

Awesome! We did it, Peter!

If the monster comes back...

We need to find a really good hiding place.

One that's better than under your desk.

A better hiding place?

Like what?

Someplace where the monster can't get us.

Something strong, with walls...

Like a fortress!

Um, but Pinkalicious, we don't have a fortress.

Then we build one!

Whoa!

Why do we need all these cushions, Pinkalicious?

(staggering)

(groans)

Oops.

We can build our fortress walls with them-- oop!

(giggles) Come on, Peter!

We'd better hurry before the monster comes back.

My side of the fortress wall is finished.

How's yours going, Peter?

All finished here!

Uh, Peter, the fortress walls are supposed to be

the same on each side.

Right, so the roof can stay up!

This pillow can go here...

and this pillow can go on top...

(gasps) My wall!

Peter, that cushion's too roll-y.

We need more flat ones.

There!

Now for the roof!

Ready? One, two...

Three! Three!

Now we hide inside...

And when the monster comes, we scare him away!

(gulps) You want to scare the monster?

It's the only way to make sure he goes away.

But how are we going to scare a monster?

We hide in our fortress, then when the monster comes,

he won't see us, so we'll jump out

and shout, "Boo!"

Wow!

You really are a brave princess!

And are you ready to be a brave prince?

Um... I guess?

Now, into the fortress we go!

♪ ♪

(creaking noises)

(whispering): Oh, the monster's coming!

(whispering): Oh, get ready to jump out and shout boo!

One, two, three...

Boo! Boo!

(creaking continues)

(gasping) It's not working!

The monster's still here!

(panting)

Pinkalicious, what are we going to do?

If we stay in our fortress, the monster's going to get us.

If we can't scare the monster, we need to trap it.

We do?

Come on, we need to find stuff for our monster trap.

♪ ♪

Do you really think this monster trap

is going to work, Pinkalicious?

Of course, let's practice it!

When the monster opens the door,

the confetti and string will fall out of the bucket.

That will surprise the monster

and stop him in his tracks!

(roars) (giggles)

We jump out of the fortress and trap the monster in the net.

(roars)

Then we take the monster outside and tell him

to never, ever, ever, ever come back.

(giggles) It's the perfect plan!

(creaking) Ahh!

(whispering): Quick, hide!

♪ ♪

(creaking continues)

(whispering): The monster's coming from over there!

(creaking continues)

Oh, I can't look!

Me neither!

Oh!

Oooh... (stammering)

(gasps) The monster is getting away!

(grunting)

Come back here, monster!

(grunting)

Our plan's not working.

What do we do?

Run! (screams)

(everyone yelling)

What's going on in here?

There's a big hairy monster!

Mm-mm, Daddy's the monster.

Daddy's a monster?

MOM (chuckles): No, what you thought was a monster is actually Daddy.

Look...

What, what is all this?

(giggles) It's a monster trap.

I thought I saw a monster leg, but it was Fred.

And then we heard a scary noise

and saw monster legs on the wall.

Hm, honey, could it have been

the tree outside making those noises?

(tree creaking)

(gasps) Yes!

Oh, and look!

MOM: Were those the monster legs you saw?

Yes!

MOM: That's just the tree's shadow.

(giggles) There wasn't a monster at all!

It was just our imaginations.

There are no such things as monsters.

But we did see a daddy monster!

(chuckles) Phew, I came in to check on you.

I thought I heard some noise.

Come on, it is way past your bedtime.

PINKALICIOUS: I know there aren't any monsters, but...

I'm going to sleep in here tonight.

The brave prince and brave princess must stick together.

(giggles)

Night-night!

Night-night.

Finally, Fred, we can get some sleep.

(snoring)

(snoring grows louder)

Or maybe not.

KIDS: That's arts-alicious!

CHILD: Today we are making a castle.

♪ ♪

CHILD: My mom cut three sides of the box,

so it opens up easily.

Yay! (clapping)

This is the basic structure of the castle.

CHILD: Why not make it

so little stuffed animals can play in it?

I think that's, like, ten times more fun.

Cardboard is sturdy, you can cut it.

You can bend it into any size.

CHILD: So now we're gonna measure this.

We had to measure how long the distance is

to put the right size in.

CHILD: So, .

CHILD: I think it works!

The floorboard is good.

CHILD: My side of the castle will have a snack shack.

It actually looks like a hot dog, you can see.

This is the snack shack.

It's for getting snacks whenever you need it.

CHILD: I am making a movie theater

for fellow awesome animal friends.

These little guys

would like to watch some movies.

Maxwell made ridges to make it look

more like a castle.

CHILD: I'm using these fasteners to make sure they stay up.

And now it's time to play.

I am Adam! Please, come in.

The queen wants you to go to the computer lab.

It's art, it's engineering, it's math...

CHILD: It's fun and it's a...

best castle ever.

It's, like, fun to do with your friends.

(children chattering)

PINKALICIOUS: "The Search for Peter's Whistle!"

♪ ♪

This way, Agent Frida!

(giggles) Copy that, Agent Peter.

♪ ♪

(gasps) What in the name of gnome?

Sorry, Norman.

But we're on the lookout...

for aliens!

Oof! (kids laugh)

(whistling in distance)

(gasps) Do you hear that?

(gasps) Aliens?

(whistling continues)

Aliens?

It has to be!

♪ ♪

Got you, you aliens!

(both yelp)

(chuckles) Oh.

Stand down, Agent Frida.

It's just your brother and my sister.

(suspiciously): Or is it?

(both giggling) It is.

(suspiciously): Then what was that weird sound we heard?

What, this?

(whistles)

We were just whistling.

(whistles) Oh!

(whistles)

See?

It helps us concentrate when we're painting.

(whistling in unison)

Wow, I didn't know you could make

that kind of music with your lips.

Me neither.

Sure, you can whistle for lots of reasons.

♪ Whistle while you're painting ♪

♪ Whistle while you play ♪ (whistling)

♪ Whistle for a taxi ♪ (whistles)

♪ It'll be here right away ♪

♪ Whistle when you're happy, walking down the street ♪

(whistling)

♪ And share your joy with everyone you meet ♪

♪ Every little whistle ♪ (whistles melody)

♪ Every little whistle ♪ (whistles melody)

♪ Every little whistle is music to my ears ♪

♪ Whistle with a buddy ♪ (whistling)

♪ Whistle with the birds ♪ (whistles birdsong)

♪ Whistle a new song you don't need to know the words! ♪

♪ Whistle in the morning or in the afternoon ♪

(whistling)

♪ Any time is right to whistle your favorite tune ♪

♪ Every little whistle ♪ (whistles melody)

♪ Every little whistle ♪ (whistles melody)

♪ Every little whistle is music to my ears ♪

(all laughing)

(blows raspberry)

(giggles) (sighs)

Don't worry, Peter.

You just have to learn how to whistle.

It takes some practice, but you'll get the hang of it.

Can you teach me how to whistle?

Me, too!

Sure! Of course!

It's simple-- first, you lick your lips...

Pucker...

And blow!

(whistles clear note)

Oh, like this?

(whistles note)

(in unison): Wow!

That's amazing, Frida!

You got it on your first try!

My turn!

Lick your lips...

pucker...

and blow!

(blows raspberry)

Aww.

It took me a while to learn, too, Peter.

Try this.

First you say "ooh"

so your mouth is in the right shape.

Ooh.

And then breathe in instead of blowing out.

(whistles clear note)

(snorts) Oh, that's not it.

(whistling)

How come you can all whistle and I can't?

Just keep trying.

Okay!

I'm going to practice 'til I get it!

(all whistling together)

(blowing harshly)

Hi, Peter!

How's the whistling going?

(breathless) I'm getting closer!

I can feel it!

(blows air)

Well, you'll find your whistle in no time.

This might be the one!

(inhales)

(whistling)

I did it!

I did it, I whistled!

(whistling)

Shoo!

(whistles) Shoo, shoo!

Ha ha, that scared him off!

That was your whistle?

Sure was!

Whistling is one of the first things

they teach you at gnome school.

(whispering): It helps keep the veggie thieves away.

(whistles)

You use your fingers to whistle?

(gasps) Maybe that's how I'll find my whistle!

Maybe!

Can you teach us how you do it, Norman?

Well, it's sort of a

super-special gnome technique, but... okay!

First you make a circle like this.

Then you move your tongue to the back of your mouth,

put your fingers in, and blow!

(whistles loudly)

Whoa!

Let's try!

(blows air)

(whistles)

Awesome!

My turn!

(blows air)

(laughing)

What?

I can't whistle your way either!

What's your trick, Norman?

It helps if you're a gnome, I guess.

But you don't have to be.

(whistles)

Hey Peter, listen to this!

(whistles melody)

Can you whistle yet?

No, but I'm not giving up!

Awesome!

We're going to take Rusty for a walk.

Do you want to come with us?

Hey, that's a good idea!

The first time I ever whistled,

I was walking Rusty.

Of course!

Whistling while I walk!

Maybe that's how I'll find my whistle!

Bye! Thanks!

(Frida whistling)

Well, that's some grade-A whistling, Frida!

Thank you, Mr. Crunk.

So musical!

Go on, Peter, give it a try.

(blows raspberry)

Oh, uh... well, and that's some fine...

what was that exactly, Peter?

Well, it was supposed to be whistling.

Oh, heh, well...

keep practicing!

You'll get there!

Maybe I just don't have a whistle.

There are lots of other ways you can make music, Peter.

You can sing.

Or play another instrument like your kazoo.

Wait a minute...

Pinkalicious, can you please hold Rusty's leash?

We'll be right back!

I found it!

I found Peter's whistle!

What do you mean?

Look, it's a whistle!

Now you can whistle with us!

(sadly): Oh, thanks Frida, but...

it's just not the same.

What do you mean?

It's exactly the same, listen.

(whistles piercingly loud)

(dog whimpers)

(dog barks)

Rusty, wait!

Rusty!

Where did he go?

Don't worry, Frida, we'll find him.

Hm... maybe he went to the art museum?

Or maybe he went to the beach?

(Rusty barking)

Or maybe he went to the park!

Rusty must be somewhere in this park.

Let's split up and look for him.

(bell chimes)

(Pinkalicious whistles)

(Peter blows raspberry)

PINKALICIOUS: Rusty?

PETER: Oops, sorry, Mr. Swizzle.

Have you seen Rusty?

(sighs)

Rusty! (whistles)

Rusty! (whistles)

Rusty?

Rusty? (whistles)

(cat meows, purrs)

(blows raspberry) (cat whimpers)

Rusty? Rusty?

♪ ♪

Poor Rusty.

He must be so scared out there.

Somewhere, all alone.

(whistles)

I don't get it.

Usually he comes running when he hears me whistling.

Maybe Rusty can't hear you because he's so far away.

But maybe he'll hear us if we all whistle together.

Worth a try.

(whistling) (Peter blows air)

(others whistling)

(sighs) I wish I could whistle, too.

Then it would be louder.

Keep trying!

Rusty!

Here boy!

(whistling)

Oh, I still don't think he can hear us.

(blows air)

(high-pitched whistle)

(gasps) What was that?

I didn't hear anything.

I did!

Peter, you're whistling!

I am?

(high-pitched whistle)

I am!

I found my whistle!

(high-pitched whistle)

(dog barking)

Rusty?

Do that again, Peter!

(high-pitched whistle)

Come here, Rusty! Here boy! Come on, boy!

(panting)

ALL: Rusty!

There you are, boy!

(giggles)

(Rusty barks happily, pants)

(giggles) I think Rusty really likes your whistle, Peter.

He's not the only one.

Look!

(dogs barking)

(giggling) Peter, you're the dog whistler!

(all giggling)

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