02x09 - A Bird In The Hand/Slogging Through

[bunniefuu]

♪ Boom-shee-boom shee-boom
boom-boom-boom ♪

♪ Boom-shee-boom shee-boom
boom-boom-boom ♪

♪ Explore the jungle,
swing from vines ♪

♪ Climb a mountain,
run with lions ♪

♪ Secret tunnels
and ancient ruins ♪

♪ Don't you worry
we'll be there soon ♪

♪ Tusktastic! ♪

♪ That's what you say ♪

♪ When you're having
a thumpin' day ♪

♪ Tusktastic! ♪

♪ Hip, hip hooray! ♪

♪ Get ready for
a thumping day ♪

♪ Boom-shee-boom shee-boom
boom-boom-boom ♪

♪ Boom-shee-boom shee-boom
boom-boom-boom ♪

♪ Ears a' flapping,
now don't be late ♪

♪ We've got new memories
to make ♪

♪ Adventure calling
from near and far ♪

♪ In the kingdom of king babar ♪

♪ Tusktastic! ♪

♪ That's what you say ♪

♪ When you're having
a thumpin' day ♪

♪ Tusktastic! ♪

♪ Hip, hip hooray! ♪

♪ Get ready for
a thumping day! ♪

♪ Boom-shee-boom shee-boom
boom-boom-boom ♪

[Bird chirps]

[Bush rustles]

[Bush rustles]

[Bird chirps]

Whoa!

[Frightened chirp]

Badou:
sorry, ms. Strich.

Are you all right?

Oh, I'm-i'm fine,
prince badou.

[Chirps]

And luckily,
I have already captured

That particular
winged wonder.

Captured?

Winged what?

Ms. Strich:
et voila!

My winged wonders collection!

Photographs of beautiful
jungle birds,

Taken by moi.

Badou:
they're tusktastic,
ms. Strich!

But what's that
empty spot?

Ah! That is a place
of honour

Reserved for the rare
and elusive moon loon!

Known for her lovely
glow-in-the-dark plumage,

She subsists on the equally
hard to find moonberry!

Monroe:
hey! We found a moonberry bush
in the jungle last week,

Right, 'bu?

[Gasps]
y-y-you did?!

We'll take you to it
right now!

Maybe you can get a picture
of a moon loon!

Uh-uh,
not so fast!

Such an expedition
would require weeks

Of patient planning...

Or we could
just go for it!

But we'll need fresh water,
binoculars,

Protection from the elements
and wild beasts...

We can get water
from a stream,

You have
binoculars already,

And munroe can guard us
with his quill-fu!

Hi-yah!

Very well.
Let's... Ahem...

Just go for it,
as you say.

As we go,

We should keep our ears open
for the moon loon's call.

It sounds like this!

Attention,
s'il vous plait!

[Melodious trill]

Thumpin'!
Let me try!

[Squeaky trill]

Not so good?

Uh... No.

If, however,
you were attempting to call

The razor-beaked
bully pecker -

You were perfect!

Whaaaaa! Run! Aagghhhh!

Phew!
That's some angry bird!

Au contraire.

That was merely
a sign of affection.

What prince badou
actually trilled

Was the bully-pecker's
love song.

A love song?
[Laughs]

Very funny,

But now how do we get
rid of it?

Bully-peckers are very fond
of mud buttons.

[Trills]

Aghh! Oof!

Aghhh!

Good bully bird
busting, 'bu!

Badou:
thanks!

Now, let's go find
that moon loon!

Ms. Strich:
uh-uh! We must proceed
with care!

The moon loon is a special,
precious bird.

Mmm...
A special precious bird

Could be worth
a merry mess o'money, sly.

Here it is,
ms. Strich.

A moonberry bush,
just like we said.

Ms. Strich:
the moon loon never nests
far from her food,

So she must be close by.

Badou:
so let's go for it
and find her!

Oh no, we can't just go
willy-nilly!

To track the moon loon,

One must be patient
und watch carefully.

[Humming]

Whoa!

[Humming]

Oof!

[Humming]

Aha!
Nibbled moonberries.

Clearly, a moon loon
has been here!

Is that a moon loon
feather?

I thought it was
supposed to glow.

Maybe it's not dark
enough yet.

Thumpin'!

monroe:
whoooooa!

Ms. Strich:
you see, boys?

If one is patient
und watches carefully...

a moon loon nest!

Badou:
wow!

Ms. Strich:
and it appears
she is still home.

Badou:
awesome!

Ms. Strich:
we'll hide here

And wait for her
to fly out. Wha!

Why wait?

I say we just go for it!

I'll just set the timer
and...

Ungh!

[Loon cries,
camera flash]

[Laughing]

Ms. Strich:
my moon loon!
Oh! What have you done?!

[Distress cries]

Just going for it?

We got your picture.

Um, 'bu...

You forgot to take
the lens cover off.

No picture.

And no moon loon.

Oh, you've frightened
the poor thing.

I do hope
she's all right!

Now's our chance, sly.

Whaaaaa... Oof!

Porcupine down!

Bad news, 'bu!
It's a bootball!

Prospero!

Babar:
ms. Strich, wait for us!

[Rustling footsteps]

[Giggles]

[Flash bursts]
aghhhh!

[Boing]
agh!

[Loon cries]

[Disoriented groans]

[Groans]

[Gasps]
prospero!

[loon cries overhead]

Well, at least we know
the moon loon's safe.

I hope we can say the same
for ms. Strich!

C'mon!

[Groans]

Excuse me, madam,
I tripped.

Allow me to introduce myself.

Birdwatcher extraordinaire,

Professor rufus t. Quackenbush
at your service.

How, uh, wunderbar

To meet a fellow
birdwater!

[Chuckles]

And hot on the moon loon's
trail, as well?

I am, indeed!

In fact, perhaps we could
work together, miss...?

Ms. Strich.

And yes, let's do, professor.

Oh! Look!

Isn't that a web-headed
wobble-warbler!

[Gasps]

Uh! False alarm!
No time to chat!

The moon loon flew
this way!

Ha ha! Allons-y!
Allons-y!

Why'd we stop?

Ms. Strich wanted us to.

She must have a plan.

So now's the time
to be patient

Und watch carefully!

Ms. Strich:
I am so thrilled
to be working

With such an experienced
birdwatcher,

Professor quackenbush.

Please,
call me rufus.

And where is the loony-bird
anyway?

Perhaps we can attract her
to us

With the time-honored
loon dance!

Come along,
rufus!

Flap and hoot!
Flap and hoot!

Whooo!

Hoot! Hoot!
Hoot!

[Giggles]
now I'm glad we waited.

I wouldn't have missed this
for the world!

Badou:
shh!

Ooh! I hear the moon loon!
Quickly!

Prospero:
agh! I didn't hear anything.

Now I get it!

Ms. Strich is leading
prospero

Away from the loon's nest

To keep him
from finding her!

No loony-bird?

Our loopy dance
probably scared it away.

Oh, on the contrary,
rufus!

All we need to attract her
is a friend!

Once she sees
another moon loon,

She'll wing her way
right to us!

I'm the friend?

Exactement!

You flap and hoot,

And I'll prepare
to pounce!

Hoot! Hoot-hoot!

That gives me an idea,
munroe.

Isn't there an old pit trap
not far from here?

Hey, yeah!

Ta-da!

One moon loon.

Now, prospero just has
to take the bait.

Hoot! Hoot-hoot!

Hoot! Hoot-hoot!

hoot! Hoot! Hoot!
hoot! Hoot-hoot!

[Moon loon call]

[Gasps] it's the moon loon!
Quickly!

[Moon loon call]

Prospero:
hey!

Badou: [gasps]
munroe: oh no!

Ms. Strich:
whaaaaa!

Badou:
ms. Strich!
Are you okay?

Ms. Strich:
ooh! I believe so,
young prince.

Oh, but the moon loon.

[Moon loon call]

[Squawks]

Prospero:
[laughs]

Nits and gnats!

My call lured
the real moon loon

Right to prospero!

Prospero? Poppycock!

This is the very charming
professor quackenbush,

Birdwatcher extraordinaire!

Do let me get one last photo,
rufus...

I think she bonked
her bean, 'bu.

Of you and your...
Catch.

[Chuckles]

Ms. Strich:
whoo-hoo-hoo!
Look at me!

I'm going for it!

[Growls]

Here!
We'll keep prospero occupied

While you free
the moon loon.

Grrrr!

Aaggghhhh!
Say, "cheese!"

Aaggghhh!

Agh!

Argh!

Ms. Strich:
say, "fromage!"

[Flash bursts]
agghhh!

Oof! Agh!

Whoop! Whoa!

Where's the boyo
with my bootball?

[Ms. Strich groans]

Prospero:
[laughs]

[Badou makes a squeaky trill]

I won't fall
for that trick again.

Now hand over
my loony-bird, boyo!

[Bully-pecker chirps]

Yes!

[Pecking]
agghhhhh!

[Moon loon cries]

Ms. Strich:
oh! Bravo for summoning
the bully-pecker on purpose,

Prince badou,

And to you, master munroe,
for freeing the moon loon!

We could still go
after her.

Oh, I fear that,
after tonight,

she will be looking
to make a new nest

in some quiet place
far from here.

Babar:
well, it sounds like you three

Had a real adventure
this evening.

Badou:
I almost got the moon loon
caught, papi!

But thanks to ms. Strich,

I learned that it pays
to be patient

Und watch carefully!

And thanks
to the young prince,

I learned that sometimes
one must simply...

Go for it!

Babar:
it seems everyone made
the right choices,

At the right time.

Now, might I see the photos
you took?

It's too bad
you didn't get a moon loon photo

For your wall,
ms. Strich.

Are you sure about that?

Badou:
you did get your photo,
ms. Strich!

Ms. Strich:
my winged wonder collection
is complete at last!

Moon loon avec goon!

[Laughing]

I wonder what happened
to prospero anyway?

[Bully-pecker trills]

[Groans]

[Grunts of effort]

Badou:
hey tersh, dilash,

Wanna play splash-tag
with us?

Aw, that's a baby game.

Um, maybe later,
prince badou.

I'm waiting
for uncle crocodylus

To get back from the slogs.

He's bringing a letter
from my mom.

There's his boat!

[Engine hums]

[Gasps]
nobody's steering!

badou:
nits and gnats!

It's headed
for those rocks!

Whadda we do?

I don't know
what to do!

Tersh, you never know
what to do.

you never have
any good ideas.

We gotta stop the boat!

Dilash:
hey, that's my dessert.

Agh!

Yay, badou!
Fang-tastic idea!

[Gasps]

Whaaaaa!

Uncle crocodylus!

Don't worry,
I'll save you!

Crocodylus:
achoo!

All:
ewwwww!

[Sniffling]

It's a croco-demic:

Every crocodile in the slogs
has croco-crackle-itis.

all:
[gasp]

babar:
don't worry, boys.

Only crocodiles can catch
croco-crackle-itis.

You'll be all right
if you stand back, tersh.

Phew!phew.

[Whimpers]

Ambassador,
you can count on

Your celesteville friends
to help.

Now, you should go
and get some rest.

Crocodylus:
forced to seek help
from the elephants.

Oh, how embarrassing!

If everyone in the slogs
has the croco-crackles,

That means my mom's sick too!

Whadda we do,
king babar?

Your mother won't be ill
for long, tersh.

I know where we can
find a cure,

But I'll need help.

Are you boys ready to go
on an adventure?

Ready, your royal captain
kingliness, sir!

Then go get
berry-picking baskets

And meet me
at the blimpfield.

Papi, ambassador crocodylus
didn't even thank you

For saying you'd help.

Is that important?

If he's going to be mean,

Why are we helping
the crocs?

Hmm... Badou,

Do you think
all crocs are bad?

Well, no.
Tersh is okay.

Just like not all elephants
are good,

Not all crocs are bad.

that's why we're
helping them.

Aghh!

babar:
good job, lads.

But there's a lot
of sick crocs

Who will need
these burp berries

To make them feel better...

So keep picking.

King babar,

Why do they call them-

[Loud belch,
birds squawk]

[Laughing]
tersh: 'scuse me.

Babar:
there's your answer, tersh.

But try not to waste them;
burp berries are hard to find.

This is the only patch
I know of.

♪♪

prospero:
sick crocs, eh sly?

Hmm... They'll pay anything
for a cure.

[Hammering]

A full load.
Good work, lads.

Tersh:
I bet we picked enough
to cure every croc in the slogs!

What about dilash
and the ambassador?

They need burp berries,
too.

munroe:
[gasps] there are some!

Yay!

Babar:
sharp eyes, munroe.

Badou, you and tersh
collect our baskets.

Munroe and I will get
those last berries

For the crocs
back at the palace.

Whoop!

Badou?

Thanks for helping my mom
and the other crocs.

I know you'd do the same
if my family was sick.

[Gasps]

[Laughs]

Papi! It's prospero!

Munroe:
agh! Oof!

Prospero:
[laughs]

Agh! He's stealing
my mom's medicine!

Tersh!

Agh!

Badou:
oh no!

Agh! [Gasps]

Tersh, stop!
We're too high.

Prospero:
who's down there!

Hmm.

We're going to need
a blimpliner

To continue this chase.

Let's get back
to celesteville

And raise the alarm!

Right!

Sorry, badou.

Guess jumping on the crate
was a bad idea, huh?

Well... Kinda.

tersh:
what do we do?

I don't know what to do.

We do what we're doing!

Um... I think we're heading
toward fang fen.

That's where the boss
of the slogs lives...

And my mom.

yep! There's the old
smuggler's camp.

I bet prospero's trying sell
our berries to the boss!

Oof!

Tersh! Whoa!

Nits and gnats!

We gotta get to fang fen

And keep prospero
from cheating the boss.

Tersh:
badou, wait-

[Trumpets,
pained groans]

Whoa! Agh!

Yaaaaa!

Agghhh!

Yow! Agh!

What are those things?

Tersh:
they're just snapper plants.

Every croc in the slogs knows
how to stay away from them.

It might have been a good idea
to tell me that!

[Sighs]
sorry, badou.

I never have
any good ideas.

How am I gonna get us
out of here?

[Blimpliners hum]

No sign of cloud dancer,
your majesty.

Prospero could be
anywhere!

Maybe not, munroe.

The only use
for those burp berries

Is curing crocs.

The other blimpliners
can keep searching this area...

we're heading
for the slogs!

Okay, there's a little trail
we can follow outta here.

Um, maybe we shouldn't.

The only thing
that makes a trail like that

Is a slither snake.

Tersh! Watch out!

Wow! Where'd you learn
to do that?

Huh?
Oh, that's nothing.

Everybody who grew up
in the slogs

Knows how to do that.

You did grow up here.

Tersh, you can get us out!

Me? That's a bad idea, badou!

That's almost as bad
as one of my ideas!

C'mon! You lead
and I'll follow.

We'll march all the way
into fang fen

And stop prospero!

But we can't march
all the way

Anywhere in the slogs.

There isn't enough dry ground
to march on.

We'd need a boat
or a raft or something.

Tersh,
that's a tusktastic idea!

It is?

[Grunts of effort]

Now we just need a pole
to push it with.

Aha!

[Hissing]

Aggghhh!

Tersh,
get to the tree!

Tersh:
but badou-

Badou:
go, go, go, go, go!

Aghh!

Whew!

Aagghhhh!

He's coming up!

Yeah, slither snakes
are good climbers.

Then why are we up
in this tree?!

'Cuz you said,
"go, go, go, go, go!"

[Snake hisses]

Okay, my idea to climb
the tree was bad,

But you must have some idea
what we can do!

Tersh:
we're in a laffodil tree.

We just need
a big blossom.

Tickle it!

It's a laffodil flower!
Tickle the snake!

[Hissing]

[Laughing]

[Laughing]

[Laughing]

We oughta go now!

[Hissing]

[Grunts of effort]

I wish we had a motor!

[Raft speeds up]

Whoa!

You're full of great ideas,
tersh!

Fang fen,
here we come!

[Sneezing]

Boss:
this is all the treasure
we have.

You drive a bad bargain,
buffalo.

How do we even know
these berries will cure us?

[Crate creaks]
agh!

Prospero:
try them.

Badou:
I was right!

Prospero's selling
our burp berries.

We can't let him get away
with that treasure.

[Bird chirps,
flowers snap]

Badou, I've got um...
A tusktastic idea.

[Loud belches]

Prospero:
you see, bosso,
it's a fair trade.

Your treasure
for my burp berries.

badou:
they're not his berries!

Prospero stole the berries
from king babar!

Who you gonna believe,
bosso?

You know how sneaky
those elephants can be.

You can't trust them.

tersh:
that's not true, boss.

Not all elephants are bad,

Just like not all crocs
are good.

[snarling]

[Snarls]

[Nervous chuckle]

Prospero:
thanks, croco-clowns!

I'll be leaving now!

[Laughs]

Pleasure doing business with-
[snapper plant snaps]

Whaaaaa!
[Whimpering]

Boss:
get him!

Welcome home, baby!

I'll be back
in tail-shake, okay?

tersh:
okay, mom!

Prospero:
[whimpers] aghhh!

That's your mom?

Uh-huh.

Boss:
you put a snapper plant
in the balloon?

Sneaky.

I like sneaky.

It was tersh's idea,
your bossy-ness.

[Giggles]

Now, please help yourselves
to a croco-crackle cure -

A get-well present
from celesteville

To our friends
in the slogs!

[Chuckles]

everything looks to be
well in hand here, badou.

Papi!
Except prospero got away.

But the crocs are
all feeling better.

Where's tersh?
Is he okay?

For helping get
the berries here,

They made him boss
for the day.

Um... Save some berries
for the other croc villages.

And maybe we should plant
some berry seeds

To grow our own bushes.

[Gurgles in agreement]

I think making tersh the boss
was a very, very good idea.

I couldn't agree more,
badou.

Tersh:
hey, guys!