03x02 - The Monkey

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♪ Jakers! It's the tales of our pal Piggley

♪ Ireland is the world he loves so well

♪ He wriggles out of spots that are downright stickley

♪ How he does that only he can tell

♪ Piggley, Ferny, Molly and Dannan

♪ Never miss a chance to have too much fun

♪ In Tara or Raloo

♪ Lots of excitement for everyone

♪ Curiosity's in a hurry

♪ Leaving no time to stop and think

♪ The line between wild and crazy gets blurry

♪ Jakers! The adventures of Piggley Winks

♪ Something in the way his eyes start blazing

♪ Tells us he's on to a brand new plan

♪ His lips curl up, it's downright amazing

♪ Looking for mischief, well, he's your man

♪ Piggley, Ferny, Molly and Dannan

♪ Never miss a chance to have too much fun

♪ In Tara or Raloo

♪ Lots of excitement for everyone

♪ Jakers! They go to bed just to wake up early

♪ To get in trouble or on the brink

♪ The line between wild and crazy gets blurry

♪ Jakers! The adventures of Piggley Winks

- Oh, where are they?

I don't believe this.

What did I do with them?

They have to be somewhere.

- Are you looking for something, Meg?

- Oh, uh, no, not really, Grandpa.

- I see.

- Oh!

(grunting)

- Well, make sure you let me know

when you find what you're really looking for.

- Oh, Grandpa, you have to help me.

- How can I be of service, Meggie?

- Well, I kinda borrowed Mom's gardening gloves this morning

and I sorta forgot where I put them.

- Ah-ha. Now that reminds me of a time--

- Um, Grandpa?

Is this story gonna help me find the gloves?

- Ha, it just might.

- Good, 'cause I really need to find those gloves

or Mom will be very unhappy with me.

- Once I lost something that belonged to someone

even more frightening than an unhappy mother.

It belonged to my teacher.

- Whoa, what happened?.

- It all started with a school project my friends and I

were doing on the country of Ireland.

I'd worked very hard making my part of the project,

beautiful Irish harp, just like the one on every Irish coin.

(slurping) (spoon clinking)

- Piggley.

What are you doing up so early?

And making your own breakfast, I don't believe it.

- Dannan, and Ferny, and I are going to school early

so we can set up our class project.

(knocking on door) Oh, that'll be Dannan.

- Are you sure you have everything, little man?

- I'm sure, good-bye, Mam.

Dannan.

- Top o' the mornin' to ya, Piggley.

- You make a fantastic looking leprechaun.

All you're missin' is a pot of gold.

- Well, thank you.

Come on, let's get to school.

We've got a date with destiny today.

- [Grandpa Piggley] As you can tell,

Dannan was quite confident

that we would get a high mark on our project.

And why wouldn't we?

We'd all worked very hard to make sure we would.

- Are you sure you brought everything we need now, Piggley?

- Uh, yeah, uh, I'm sure I did.

(knocking on door) - Ferny!

Ferny, Ferny, Ferny!

- Ferny, where are ya?

(door opens) (speaking Spanish)

- What is going on?

- We're doing our project on Ireland today.

- Oh, that's right.

I think Ferny is still getting dressed.

- No, no, I'm not.

I'm ready, don't leave without me.

(panting) I was having a little trouble

getting into me pot this morning.

- Ah, you look great, Ferny.

A perfect pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

- You do look great, Ferny.

- Well, you'd better go

if you want to get to school early, ninos.

- Right, let's go, lads.

- [Piggley, Dannan] Good-bye, Don Toro.

(grunting) (pops)

(laughs) - Good one, Ferny.

- Adios, Papa.

- All right, Ferny,

are you sure you brought everything we need?

- Oh, I'm sure.

Did you, Piggley?

- Of course I did.

Why does everyone keep asking me that?

- You brought the report we wrote?

(suspenseful music)

- It's right here, Dannan.

- And the flag of Ireland?

The Irish coins?

The Claddagh ring?

Mr. Hornsby's shamrock?

- Uh oh.

- I don't like uh-oh.

- It was in here.

I know it was.

- Oh, Piggley, are you telling us

that you can't find Mr. Hornsby's shamrock?

- Mr. Hornsby's special hand-carved wooden shamrock?

The same one he let us borrow

because we promised to take good care of it?

- That's the one all right.

- Oh, this is not good, Piggley.

Really, really, really not good.

- It was in my school bag.

I can remember it being there.

- What are we going to do?

- Uh, Piggley, whenever I lose something, me dad tells me

to think back to the last place I remember seeing it.

(gasps) - That's a great idea, Ferny.

Uh, the last time I saw it was yesterday morning.

I was painting a shamrock on me harp.

- Piggley? (gasps)

- Aw, now look what you made me do, Molly.

(gasps) - I didn't make you do that.

- Now there's paint all over me school bag.

(sniveling) Molly.

- Mammy!

- Now calm down, both of you.

It's not the end of the world, is it?

I'll wash your school bag for you.

- Thanks, Mammy.

- While you clean up the mess on the table, Piggley.

- Me? But Molly was the one--

- Thank you, Piggley. (flashback harp music)

- Well, I think Mammy should have made

Molly clean up the paint, don't you?

- Well, I don't know about that.

Molly's terribly young, you know.

- Clean up the paint?

Clean up the paint?

I don't care if the sheep cleaned up the paint.

What happened to the shamrock, Piggley?

- Oh, well, um, it was on the table,

and I picked it up and put it in me pocket

so I wouldn't get paint all over it.

- Janey Mack, then it's in your pocket.

- Hoo hoo.

All you have to do is reach in your pocket and--

- Uh-oh.

These are the wrong pants I'm wearing.

- Well, then. (grunts)

You'll just have to go home and get the right pants.

- But Dannan, what about school?

- You've got plenty of time before the bell rings.

Now go on with ya.

You'd better go with him, Ferny,

to make sure he doesn't mess it up again.

- Okay, Dannan.

Hold my rainbow for me till I get back.

- Hopping hairballs.

There's gotta be something better than this.

A grass that's sweeter, chewier,

with a nutty-roasted flavor.

Wowie-wow, look at that field.

Now we're talking grass.

Okay, flock, let's move out.

We're going to greener pastures.

Did you not hear me?

Am I not speaking?

Do you not understand

that I am about to lead you to paradise?

(magic harp music)

(sad trombone)

Okay, fine, you know what?

You don't want to listen to me,

I just won't talk anymore.

(laughs)

What? You don't think I can not talk?

Do you wanna bet?

(excited xylophone music)

Fine, I'll bet you I can not talk for the rest of the day.

(snickers)

And I will continue to lead this flock n' all the while

not talking in my usual expert manner.

And I can get this whole flock to follow me

to greener pastures without speaking a single word.

(laughs)

And if I don't do it, I will never talk again.

Is it a bet?

- [Grandpa Piggley] Ferny and I ran back to my house

in record time, I went straight to work,

looking for the right pants and the missing shamrock.

- Don't worry, Ferny, me pants are in here somewhere.

- Hurry, Piggley, it's getting late,

and I'm starting to chafe.

- Here they are!

- Is the shamrock in the pocket?

- The only thing in here is a bunch of old hay.

- Piggley, the hay, it's from your barn.

Remember? We were playing in there yesterday.

Practicing our circus tricks.

I was walking a tightrope. (circus music)

(sheep bleats)

You were being a famous acrobat.

(screams)

Oh, you were great, Piggley.

(laughs) It was brilliant.

Your face was so red, you were like a beetroot.

Like a traffic light.

- Never mind, Ferny.

The important thing is that

the shamrock fell out of me pocket.

- No, Piggley. (grunting)

Wait, Piggley!

Oh, well, he'll be back.

(playful music)

(sheep bleat)

(wood clatters)

- Ferny, the shamrock's not in the barn.

The cow must've eaten it, or Finnegan.

Either way it's a goner.

(grunting) - No, it's not, Piggley.

- Sure it is.

- No, that's what I was trying to tell you.

After you went in the house

to help your mother set the table for supper,

Dannan found the shamrock in the barn.

- Dannan?

- She put it in her sweater pocket,

the same one she's wearing today.

- Then Dannan has the shamrock.

Come on, Ferny, let's get back to school.

(grunting) (pops)

- Okay, let's-- - Shh!

(playful music)

- No!

I can't believe it.

I'm the one who has the shamrock, me!

How could I forget such a thing? How?

- It doesn't matter, Dannan.

All that matters is that we found it.

- Right.

- We did find it, didn't we?

- No.

- Oh, Janey Mack, this just keeps getting worse.

Now Dannan has lost the shamrock.

- Wait, wait a minute.

I did put the shamrock in me pocket, that's for sure.

But then I remember. (flashback harp music)

I was heading for the house to give it to you, Piggley,

since you were supposed to be in charge of it.

But I stopped when me grandma called.

- [Grandma] Dannan!

- Oh, that's Grandma calling me for supper, Ferny.

Would you mind taking this in to Piggley for me?

So I gave it to you, Ferny.

- You did give it to me, I remember now.

- So, Ferny, where is it?

- I, well, I, uh.

- [Mr. Hornsby] Come along children.

(screams)

- Oh, no, it's time for school.

- Come along everyone, we have a lot to do today.

(grunting)

(pops)

I'm looking forward to your project today, Dannan.

- Thank you, Mr. Hornsby.

- Uh, Mr. Hornsby?

Are you sure there's school today?

Uh, you know, what with it being Saturday and all that.

- Nice try, Piggley.

(hinges squeak) (door closes)

(all chattering)

All right, class, let's settle down now.

Who would like to start us off on our projects today?

- Oh, oh, we'll go, Mr. Hornsby.

Hector and I will go.

- All right, then.

Gosford and Hector will give their report

on the Traditional Symbols of Scandinavia.

- [Grandpa Piggley] We all breathed a sigh of relief.

Gosford was going first, and he could talk for hours.

But in our hearts we knew it was only a matter of time

before we'd have to face the music.

- Ahem, there, Hector and I would like to present

our in-depth and comprehensive report

on the traditional symbols of Scandinavia.

(playful music)

(sheep bleating)

(crashes)

(water splashing)

- Aw, fiddlesticks.

- [All] Shh!

- And now the Vikings were great sailors

and they sailed fantastic ships.

(snores)

And they wore amazing helmets like this.

Now I'd like to tell you all me favorite Viking names.

- Thank you, Gosford.

Perhaps that can be your next report.

Right now it's time we all go outside for a short break.

(cheering)

- Try to think now, Ferny.

Remember the very last time you saw the shamrock

and go from there, just the way you told me to do it.

- Uh, okay.

You handed it to me and, uh,

I started to carry it towards Piggley's house.

Oh, and then your dad came out of the house, Piggley.

He told me he had to drive to town

to run a quick message before supper.

- Would you like me to give you a lift home, Ferny?

- Thank you, Mr. Winks, that'd be great.

I was so happy to get a lift home that I forgot all about

giving the shamrock back to you, Piggley.

(chuckles)

I just shoved it in me coat pocket.

- So the shamrock must still be in there.

- Hoo hoo!

What a mad day this has been.

(grunting)

- Oh, no, it's not in here.

- We're doomed, doomed I'm tellin' ya.

- Ferny, please, it has to be in there.

- [Mr. Hornsby] Come along, children, everyone back inside.

- I think it's time for us to tell Mr. Hornsby

that we lost his shamrock.

- Yes, Ferny, I think it is.

- Piggley, Dannan, Ferny, to the front of the class, please.

Your report is next.

(suspenseful dramatic music)

I'm looking forward to seeing how my shamrock will be used

in your presentation today, children.

- Uh, Mr. Hornsby?

We, uh, have a bit of bad news to tell you.

- What is it, Dannan?

- Uh, I'm afraid I lost your--

- No, no, she didn't.

I'm the one who lost it.

- No, no, it was my responsibility.

I lost it.

- [Dannan] No, I should have taken it back

to Piggley myself.

- [Piggley] But I was in charge of the thing.

- [Ferny] But I'm the last one who had it.

(Dannan, Piggley, Ferny arguing)

- Children!

Please, what are you arguing about?

(door opens) (gentle music)

- I'm sorry to interrupt your class, Mr. Hornsby.

- It's quite all right, Don Toro,

It has been a very strange morning.

- I found something at home that Ferny forgot this morning.

- [Piggley, Dannan, Ferny] You did?

- His lunch.

- [Piggley, Dannan, Ferny] Aww.

(gasps) - Wait.

That's where it is.

It's in me lunch bag.

- [Dannan, Piggley] Huh?

- Oh, last night, I was working on me costume.

And me papa came into the room

and said he found it in me coat pocket, he said:

- I'm going to put this in your lunch bag

so you won't forget it tomorrow, okay, Fernando?

- Huh?

Oh, okay, papa, that's great.

He put it in me lunch bag.

Because I never forget me lunch.

(laughs)

Until today, that is.

- Thank goodness you found it. (chuckles)

- So, that's what you were about to tell me.

That you lost my shamrock.

- Yes, sir.

- Your special shamrock.

- The one you made us promise to take good care of.

- I see.

- We spent all morning

trying to remember the last place we saw it, Mr. Hornsby.

- That's what me papa told us to do.

- Well now, that's very good advice.

And it certainly worked, my shamrock is no longer lost.

- That's right. - Uh-huh.

- Not lost at all.

- I think it would be a very good idea

to get on with your report then,

before you have a chance to lose it again.

- Yes, sir. - Right away.

- Thank you, Mr. Hornsby, sir.

- That's a great story, Grandpa.

Now if I think back to all the things I did

with Mom's gardening gloves,

maybe I'll remember where I put them.

- That just might work.

- Okay, let's see.

First I was gardening with them.

Then they turned into hand puppets.

Then I put them on Seamus to make him look like a rooster.

And then. - Yes?

- Then I came in here looking for

you and laid them on your chair.

- You did?

Well, I don't believe I saw them when I sat.

- Oh, Grandpa, there they are.

- Jakers, what do you know?

- Thank you, thank you, mwah!

(instrumental music)