04x05 - Bubble Trouble/Calling All Space Boys/Binky Break

[bunniefuu]

[RATTLING]

Way up high in the Rolie Polie sky

Is a little round planet
of a really nice guy

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

He's Rolie Polie Olie

He's small and smart and round

And in the land of curves and curls
He's the swellest kid around

-Howdy!
-Howdy!

-Hooray!
-Hooray!

And in the land of curves and curls
He's the swellest kid around

He's Rolie Polie Olie
He's small and smart and round

And in the land of curves and curls
He's the swellest kid around

-Howdy!
-Howdy!

-Hooray!
-Hooray!

And in the land of curves and curls
He's the swellest kid around

And in the land of curves and curls
He's the swellest kid

The swellest kid around.

Whee!

[THEME MUSIC CONCLUDES]

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

[WHISTLES]

That is one beauty of a ball.

The bowling ball buffer
sure does a super-duper job.

You betcha, Olie.

Now we only have one more chore.
Got to wash Coupy.

[WHISTLES]

There, that's plenty of soap.

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!

-What's up, Zow?
-Uncle Gizmo ring-a-ding, Daddy.

Uncle Giz is on the phone.
Well thanks, Zow.

Back in a jiff, Olie.

Olie have picnic with Zowie and cutie?

Well, um,

no can do, Zow.
Got to help Dad wash Coupy.

Oh, picnic later, Olie?

Sure Zow, later.

-[SIGHS]
-BILLY: Hey, Olie.

-Whatcha doing?
-I'm helping my dad wash Coupy.

He's just talking on the phone.

Oh, I thought
we could play on your trampoline.

I feel like bouncing.

Me, too but I gotta
finish my chores first, Billy.

I bet if we use more soap,
we could wash Coupy twice as fast.

Um, I don't know, Billy.

Dad said there was enough
soap in there already.

I think we need more soap, Olie.

I'll look in the garage.

[GASPS]

-Ooh.
-Wow!

I found some more...

-Bouncing blocks! What a bubble!
-[BOTH LAUGH]

-Gee willikers.
-It's like a big trampoline.

-Bouncy, bouncy, bouncy.
-[LAUGHS]

[SNORES]

-[ZOWIE LAUGHS]
-[BARKS]

-Whoa!
-OLIE: Yee-ha!

-[BARKS]
-No, Spot

You'll break the bubble.

Bounce higher, Olie.

-[BARKS]
-Whee!

-Whee!
-[CHUCKLES]

Mr. Polie is going
to be surprised, all right.

You're recalibrating
your wind tunnel hedgelerator?

Hmm, sure, Giz,
I could talk you through it.

Hey, Olie, don't you think
that's high enough?

Olie! Olie!

-Wowie.
-[ZOWIE CHUCKLES]

Hey Zow, look.

[LAUGHS] Birdy, birdy, birdy. [LAUGHS]

Uh-oh. Where'd they go?

-[GRUMBLES]
-Huh?

-Thanks, Spot.
-[BARKS]

[TELESCOPE WHIRRING]

Two bumps, Olie?

Okey-dokey, Zow.

Two bumps, cutie?

We too high, Olie?

We'll be okay, I think.

BILLY: They're floating away.

Now then, make sure you unplug
the hydroelectro booster first.

-[ZAPPING]
-Uh-oh.

Now Giz, temper, temper.

I can't go get help.

I'll lose track of the bubble.

Hey, baby Starry. He'll help.

But how can I contact him?

-[SPOT BARKS]
-Yikes!

Thanks, I think.

Uh-huh, but don't turn it
too far to the right or it might...

[MACHINERY WINDS DOWN]

-Seize up on you.
-[WHIRRING]

Bubble ride over soon, Olie?

Um, sure Zow,
but I'm just not sure how we get off.

BILLY: Hello, baby Starry.
Can you hear me?

Zowie and Olie are trapped
in a bubble coming your way.

Can you stop them,
and return them to Polieville?

Come on, baby Starry, you can do it.

Dark now, Olie. Zowie want to go home.

I know Zow, don't worry.
Billy will think of something.

Soon, I hope.

Hey, Zow, look.

-BOTH: Baby Starry!
-Maybe he can help us.

[BOTH CHEERS]

Baby Starry,
could you give us a ride home?

ZOWIE: Please, baby Starry?

Whee! Faster, faster! [LAUGHS]

[TELESCOPE WHIRRING]

All right, baby Starry. [LAUGHS]

-Yay!
-[BARKS]

Careful, carefu...

-[BILLY GASPS]
-[BOTH SCREAM]

BOTH: Billy!

[GASPS] Baby Starry can't catch up!
I got to save them.

[BARKS]

That's it.

[BOTH YELLING]

BOTH: Whoa! [SCREAMS]

Whoa. Thanks, baby Starry.

Bye-bye, baby Starry.

I love you.

[BARKS]

-Ta-da!
-[LAUGHS]

Thanks, Billy. You're the best.

-Spot helped, too.
-[BARKS]

Thank you, Spot. Thank you, Billy.

-You betcha, Zowie.
-[BARKS]

[SPLASHING]

ALL: Spot!

OLIE: Good old, spot.

-He's always on the ball.
-[ALL LAUGH]

[WHIMPERS]

Sorry about the holdup, Olie,
but your uncle can sure chat up a storm.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, bust my gears.

That's one stupendous
spic-and-span washing job.

You kids sure deserve some play time.

How's about some bouncing
on the old trampoline?

No thanks, Dad.
We've had enough bouncing for one day.

[BARKS]

[KIDS LAUGH]

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

Whoa! What's all the hullabaloo, Olie?

Space Boy's on.

-BILLY: It's starting, Olie.
-[GASPS]

ZOWIE: Olie Hurry!

[ALL CHEER]

MALE VOICE: Space Boy, come in, Space Boy.

-Roger.
-MALE VOICE: There's big trouble.

-Uh-oh.
-[GRUMBLES]

MALE VOICE: Comet Hotsy Totsy
is headed for planet Chillsville.

It's going to melt everything,
down to the last snowman.

-Oh, no!
-MALE VOICE: You have to save the day.

-Can you do it, Space Boy?
-I'll do my best.

-That's the best I can do.
-[BARKS]

-Ready, Space Dog?
-[BARKS]

Afterburners, don't fail me now!

-Wow! No kidding
-Hot, hot, hot.

No, kidding.

There it is, Space Dog.

-[BARKS]
-SPACE BOY: Comet Hotsy Totsy.

Blazing asteroids!
It's a bazillion degrees!

-[BARKS]
-You're right, Space Dog.

We can't touch it or we'll burn ourselves.

-[WHIMPERS]
-What should we do?

People of Chillsville, have no fear.

I'll save your planet
from the comet Hotsy Totsy.

I'll think of something.

But what?

MALE VOICE: Stay tuned, little Spacebots.

Space Boy will rocket right
back after this short break.

[GASPS] What's Space Boy going to do?

-Hotsy Totsy is way too hot to touch.
-Hot, hot, hot.

This is so tense.

I need something to drink.

Afterburners, don't fail me now.

Are you kids having fun?

Comet Hotsy Totsy is about
to hit planet Chillsville

-And Space Boy doesn't know what to do.
-I'm sure he'll think of something.

Mm.

Be careful now. That's really hot.

-BILLY: Olie, come on.
-[IMITATES ROCKETSHIP]

MALE VOICE: This goes out
to the little Spacebots

out there in telly land.

Space Boy really needs your help.

He needs a way to stop comet Hotsy Totsy.

You can make a difference
by calling our hotline.

Hey!

The oven mitts!

What are you talking about, Olie?

Space Boy needs
a heat shield like oven mitts.

He needs supersonic
flame-resistant gloves.

[IMITATES ROCKETSHIP]

With a powerful heat shield

Ooh, ah, ooh, ah,
ooh, aah, uh, sah, ooh!

He could grab Comet Hotsy Totsy,
and hurl it away from Chillsville.

MALE VOICE: If anyone out there
has an idea for Space Boy

Dial Space Rescue 5-5-5-0-1,
and tell us your name,

where you're from, and your idea.

I've got to call Space Boy.

Mom, can we use the phone?
I need to call Space Boy.

He really, really needs my help.

He really, really does, does he?
Well, in that case, okey dokey.

Now, what's the number?

MALE VOICE: Comet Hotsy Totsy is almost
on top of planet Chillsville.

Space Boy really needs your help.

Call Space Rescue 5-5-5-0-1.

I'll help you remember
the phone number Olie

Okay Billy, I'll remember the first part,
and you remember the numbers.

-No problem.
-Me 'member, me 'member.

Space rescue.

BILLY: 5-5-5-0... Something.



I forgot the last number.

Think, Billy! It's really important!



-5-5-5-0...
-[LAUGHS]

-One!
-That's it.

Space rescue 5-5-5-0-1.

Thanks, Zowie. [CHUCKLES]

[PHONE RINGING]

MALE VOICE: Space Boy help line.

Hi, this is Rolie Polie from Polieville,
and I'm calling to help Space Boy.

He needs supersonic
flame-resistant gloves.

Then he could grab the comet,
and throw it away from Chillsville.

Thanks, Olie, that's a great idea.

Come on, Olie.

MALE VOICE: Space Boy, you need
supersonic flame-resistant gloves.

We're sending a set up now.

[BARKS]

You're right, Space Dog.
These are super-terrific.

Space Boy to the rescue!

[GRUNTS]

-Not so Hotsy Totsy now, huh, Space Dog?
-[BARKS]

[GRUNTS]

[CHEERS]

MALE VOICE: You saved the day, Space Boy.

I did my best,
and that's the best I can do.

[BARKS]

-That was so amazing.
-Wow!

If it wasn't for Space Boy
planet Chillsville would have melted.

MALE VOICE: We would like to thank,
our brave and faithful friend

Olie Polie of Polieville

For helping Space Boy out of a jam today.

-Wow. Way to go, Olie. You saved the day.
-[LAUGHS

No Billy, we did it all together.
Even Zowie helped.

One!

I should thank Mom.
She gave me the idea with her oven mitts.

-Mom! Mom!
-[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Olie, would you grab that,
please, sweetie?

Howdy, this is the Polies.

BOY: Hello. Is this
Olie Polie of Polieville?

Yep. Who's this?

This is Space Boy
calling from outer space.

Space Boy?

I'd like to personally
thank you for your idea.

Those supersonic flame-resistant gloves
really did the job on old Hotsy Totsy.

Um... [CHUCKLES] ...sure thing.

Stay tuned, Olie.

I might be calling on you
for help again very soon.

-No Problemo.
-SPACE BOY: Thanks.

All we did was our best,
and that's the best we can do.

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

[STARTLED SHRIEKS]

[INDISTINCT]

MALE VOICE: Come on down
to the rocket barn.

We guaran-raran-tee you...

-[INDISTINCT]
-...to give you a fair deal.

[LAUGHS]

Deal every time... A brand-new...

Ho, there, Binkster.

Yeah?

You got to be careful
with telly or you'll break him.

Zowie, how's about you
and Binky play for a while?

Um, me look after dolly.

Well, a big girl like you
could look after dolly and baby Binky.

Don't you think?

Oh, Zowie big girl.

Zowie look after dolly and baby Binky.

[BLOWS RASPBERRY, LAUGHS]

Everyone keep
an eye out for Binky and Zowie.

Okey dokey?

We'll be right outside playing cards
if anyone needs anything.

-[BEEPS]
-[GLASS SHATTERING]

-Nuh-uh, Binky.
-[INDISTINCT]

Binky break telly.

[LAUGHS]

Okey dokey, dolly. Dolly dance?

Binky dance, too?

[BLOWING RASPBERRY]

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS]

-[RECORD HALTS]
-Huh?

[INDISTINCT]

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYS]

-[RECORD HALTS]
-[LAUGHS]

[UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING]

-[RECORD HALTS]
-Don't touch!

-[BLOWS RASPBERRY, LAUGHS]
-Nokey dokey Binky, Binky break Vicky.

[MUSIC HALTS]

Hmm, Zowie look after Binky and... Huh?

[GURGLES]

[INDISTINCT]

Coochie baby, coochie baby.

[WASTEBASKET LID SLAMMING]

Pretty, pretty, pretty.

-[CHUCKLES]
-Whee.

-BINKY: Whee!
-ZOWIE: Nuh-uh, Binky.

You'll break chair.

[BLOWING RASPBERRY]

[INDISTINCT]

Binky play toys. Oh.

Me get dolly. Binky stay here.

Oh. [CHUCKLING]

-[FLICKING SWITCH]
-Huh?

[LAUGHS]

Nuh-uh, Binky. No play with Flushie.

[INDISTINCT]

Nokey dokey, Binky.

No, no, no, no, no. Binky.

Me say stop.

No, no, no!

[FLUSHING]

Uh-oh.

Flashie go down Flushie.

[SIGHS] Binky break flushie.

[WHIMPERING]

Oh, it okey dokey. It accident, Binky.

-Bye-bye, Flushie.
-Bye-bye.

Binky be good.

[INDISTINCT]

[SIGHS]

[INDISTINCT]

Binky be good now.

Binky no break.

[SIGHS]

Ah!

-[BEEPS]
-[LAUGHS]

[CHEERS]

[LAUGHS]

Binky.

Nokey dokey.

Binky break Binky.

Stop, Binky stop.

No, no, no, no, no!

Stop, Binky.

Binky, silly, silly, silly.

-Uh-oh.
-[LAUGHS]

Mommy!

What is it, Sweetums?

Me say no. Binky go round.

Me look after Binky but Binky break.

He sure does seem to be stuck
in a spin cycle.

Oh, no biggie, all square kids
go gyroscopic around this age.

A little torque with my unlock-it sprocket
ought to do the trick.

Loopy little cube,
did you push your bellybutton

over and over?

There we go.

All fixed.

[INDISTINCT]

Ooh, he's a little bitty wobbly
but he looks all okey dokey.

[ZOWIE SIGHS]

Why are you still in the
downy dumps, sugar pie?

Zowie no help Binky. Me no big girl.

You did the right thing,
calling for Mommy.

You sure did, Zow.
Big girls like you can do

lots of things on your own
but some things need grownup help.

-Like Binky?
-Uh-huh, like Binky.

Uh, like Flushie?

Flushie?

What's wrong with Flushie, pumpkin?

[THEME MUSIC ENDS]