01x01 - Little Sister, Big Brother/ Through Trick and Thin/ Bedlam

[bunniefuu]

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♪ Way up high in the rolie polie

sky is a little round planet of

a really nice guy ♪

♪ he's rolie polie olie

♪ he's small and spurt 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 spurt 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 ♪

♪ wee ♪

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[Snoring]

[alarm clock ringing]

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Olie: okey dokey, beddy.

Up and at 'em.

Morning room.

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Spot: rruf rruf!

Olie: you sleep tight, spot?

Spot: rruf!

Olie: me too.

Mom: up and at 'em, olie.

Olie: okey dokey, mom.

Zowie: olie!

Olie!

Olie: morning zowie.

Zowie: up and at 'em?

Olie: yup, up and at 'em.

Zowie: go to school?

Olie: yup, go school.

Zowie: school, school, school

brush teeth?

Olie: yeah, brush teeth.

Zowie: brush brush brush

brush brush!

Oh!

Olie: see ya brushy.

Spot: rruf rruf rruf.

Olie: that's a nokey dokey,

zowie.

Got to use your toothbrush.

Zowie: no!

Brush brush brush.

[Laughing]

spot: rruf rruf.

Olie: oops.

[Laughing]

[alarm clock ringing]

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Olie: oh, I'm a later tater.

Ready spot?

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Spot: rruf!

Olie: little slow this

morning, spot.

Zowie: brush brush brush.

Brush brush brush.

Brush brush brush.

Olie: no, zowie!

Wait!

Zowie: [laughing]

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Olie: my colours!

I'm a later tater, zowie.

And it's all your fault.

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Zowie: pretty colours.

Pretty colours.

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Olie: sorry, guys.

Got to go.

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Zowie: olie!

Olie!

Olie!

Olie: not now, zowie.

Bye mom.

Bye dad.

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Mom: oh, olie.

Olie: ya?

Mom: forget anything?

Olie: no.

Zowie: olie!

Olie.

Olie: zoe, I got to go.

Zowie: olie.

Dad: olie.

Mom: got your lunch?

Olie: yeah.

Dad: got your paper?

Olie: yeah.

Mom: got your colours?

Olie: yup.

Oh, no, I don't have them!

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Now I'm really going to be a

later tater!

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Zowie, you found my colours!

And what's this?

Zowie: pretty colours.

Olie: yup, zowie, pretty

colours.

Sometimes you're a pain in the

gears, but you're still my

little sister.

Thanks zoe.

Zowie: olie.

Olie.

Olie.

Olie: okay, can I go now?

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♪ Hey olie

♪ little zowie mom and dad

♪ walk up and start your

day ♪

♪ there's breakfast on the

way ♪

♪ it's morning time ♪

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[Audio from tv...]

Gee whilakers, space dog.

Thanks for saving my puppy, my

baby and the universe...

Again!

Olie: sorry.

Tune in tomorrow for

another confounding episode of

"space boy and space dog.

Heroes of the galaxy".

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Spot: rruf rruf rruf rruf!

Olie: wow!

That was so, so --

jim dandy.

Thanks, tv.

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[Slurping sound]

I sure wish we could be like

space boy and space dog, huh

spot?

Spot: rruf rruf rruf rruf!

Olie: good idea, boy.

Why didn't I think of that!

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Olie: spot, from this day

forward we are no longer just

plain boy and dog.

No, we are space boy and space

dog!

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Olie: this is a strange

planet, space dog.

Our only hope of ever escaping

is to cross the... Dreaded

ocean of slime!

Careful to stay on the stones,

space dog.

If you touch the slime, you're

a goner.

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Spot: [growling]

olie: spot --

I mean, space dog.

I guess I can't blame you,

space dog.

We've been stranded on this

planet without food a long

time!

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Whopping whirlygigs, space

dog!

Look, jet boots!

But space boy soon realized he

could never jump that far.

But space dog could.

Fetch boy!

Go get the jet boots, space

dog.

Spot: rruf rruf.

Olie: no, no, silly dog.

Go fetch the shoes boy.

Get dad's shoes.

Come on spot.

Just like space dog.

Okey dokey?

Atta boy.

Now space boy knew it was a

matter of time before space

dog returned with...

Oh, spot!

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Olie: come on, space dog.

Let's go to a friendlier

planet.

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Brave space boy is trapped on

a mountain cliff.

On the ice planet.

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He can't see a thing in all

the snow.

Mom: laundry, coming through.

Olie: if only space dog

would call out.

Then space boy would know

where to throw his space rope.

Spot: rruf.

Olie: I said, if only space

dog would speak.

Spot: rruf.

Olie: spot, speak spot

speak!

Spot: rruf rruf.

Olie: no, not shake paw.

Speak.

Remember like space dog.

Woof woof woof!

Mom: olie, shh!

Zowie is taking her nap.

You boys will have to play

outside now.

Okey dokey, olie?

Olie: okey dokey, mom.

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Olie: I'm not olie.

I'm space boy.

Right space --

spot: rruf!

Olie: oh, never mind.

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Spot, roll over.

Shake.

Stay.

Sit.

Back flip.

Oh, what's the use?!

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Spot: [whimpering]

dad: [whistling]

looking sad, olie.

Olie: it's just spot, dad.

I can't teach him anything.

He'll never be like space dog.

And I'll never be like space

boy.

No, me and spot are always

going to be just plain old boy

and dog.

Dad: yeah.

But you're pals.

Olie: what do ya mean?

Dad: pals are always there

for you through thick and thin.

Feeling down?

He's always there to cheer you

up.

Olie: [laughing]

come on, spot.

Dad: and that's downright

spiffy if you ask me.

Besides, even a plain boy and

a dog can still pretend

whatever they want.

Olie: hmm, good point, dad.

Dad: come on, you two.

I'm taking my favourite heroes

to the ice cream parlour.

Olie: yeah!

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Olie: always there for each

other.

Through good, through bad,

through thick and thin.

It's olie, it's spot.

They're space pals.

Spot: rruf!

Olie: [laughing]

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[Laughing]

spot: rruf rruf rruf rruf.

Olie: zoe, come on!

Watch out for the octopus.

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Oh, no, it's a whirlpool!

Zowie: wee!

Olie!

[Laughing]

olie: oh!

Oh!

Zowie: [laughing]

mom: olie, zowie, spot?

Come on, kids.

Sleepy time.

Bedtime.

Oh!

Zowie: dizzzzz!

Olie: yeah, dizzy, zowie.

Spot: rruf rruf rruf.

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♪ Sleepy time

♪ bedtime

♪ day is done

♪ sleep comes soon to

everyone ♪♪

mom: oh, what a couple of

slow pokeys.

Put a little knee grease in it.

Dad: come on you skalliwags.

Beddy time.

Sleepy time.

Jammy time too.

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Olie: do we have to?

Mmm hmm.

Zowie: me no sleepy.

Zowie no sleepy.

Olie: can we read a book

tonight?

Mom: maybe.

Zowie: yeah, read book!

Read book!

Dad: we'll see.

Come on.

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Zowie: me no --

[yawning]

sleepy.

[Knock knock knock]

mom: bath, then into your

pjs.

Olie: okey dokey.

Spot: rruf rruf rruf rruf.

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Mom: my --

icky.

Zowie: [laughing]

dad: jammy time, zoe.

Zowie: no jammies!

No clothes!

No jammies!

Huh?

Dad: [chuckling]

like I said.

Jammy time.

Zowie: no sleep.

Mom: enough with the

slow mo, olie.

It's time for bed.

Olie: sorry mom.

Can't go any faster.

Too tired.

Mom: I see.

Oh, hon?

How's it going with zoe?

Slow?

Dad: oh, yeah.

Real slow.

Mom: I was thinking we

could read a book.

But since it's takin' so

long --

dad: I was thinkin' the

same thing.

Zowie: read book.

Read book!

Dad: I don't know, zoe.

You're not ready for bed, yet.

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Zowie: look, look, look!

Dad: oh, golly!

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Zowie: look, look, look.

Dad: bedtime!

Sleepy time.

Mom: jammy time, too!

Spot: rruf rruf rruf rruf!

Dad: [laughing]

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Dad: bedtime.

Mom: sleepy time.

Olie: jammy time.

Zowie: too.

Spot: rruf rruf!

[Laughing]

zowie: read book?

Olie: okey dokey?

Spot: rruf rruf?

Dad: [chuckling]

okey dokey.

Yeah!

Dad: but, in your beds

afterward.

Olie: dad, of course.

I'm a big boy.

Zowie: me too!

Me big boy.

Me big boy.

[Laughing]

olie: no, zowie, you're not a

big boy.

You're a little girl.

Zowie: oh.

I see.

[Yawning]

dad: okey dokey.

"Once upon a time there was a

robot dinosaur..."

[Laughing]

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