02x07 - Where O Where Did Olie Go?/Gone Dog-Gone Dog/A Chip Off The Old Orb

[bunniefuu]

[RATTLING]

SINGER: Way up high
In the Rolie Polie sky

Is a little round planet
Of a really nice guy

[UP-TEMPO b*at]

SINGER: 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!

OLIE: Space Ranger Olie

has traveled beyond
known Poliedom

in search of the all-knowing Daddy-bot.

[HUMMING]

Oh!

OLIE: Ahoy, Daddy-bot!

May Space Ranger Cadet
work on the Magnetron?

Nokeydokey, Olie.

You're too little to use my tools.

I'm not that little.

[LAUGHING]

You're little enough
to get into big trouble

with the Magnetron.

[BEEPING]

Well, how's about
we work on it together

soon as cleaning's done?

Thanks, Dad.

Too little to lead,
too big to follow.

The Space Ranger Cadet

makes his way
to Garage-land

to await Daddy-bot.

Avoid contact

with Daddy-bot's

mysterious Magnetron.

Uh-oh.

Wow!

Mayday! Mayday!

Rescue Rover racing
to the scene.

Huh?

Ooh, that felt funny.

Gee, whirlikers!

I'm shrunked.

Mom, help!

I'm off
to the Super-robo-market.

Be back in a jiffy.

OLIE: Mom, Zowie!

Down here!

Mom, Mom!

Mom!

Olie?

Zowie!

-[GIGGLES]
-Zowie! Zowie!

Come on, Zow. Time to go.

Olie little.

Yes, Olie's smaller than me
and you're smaller than Olie.

Uh-uh.

Zowie big.

Olie little bitty.

Little bit.

Hey, whoa! Wait!

Wait!

Wait!

Aww...

Well, then, guess I'm on my own.

The Space Explorer
crash broke the Magnetron.

That's what
must have shrunked me.

Now I'm really too little
to use Dad's tools.

I'd better get Dad to fix it...

and me.

Hey, the Explorer.

Keen-o!

Space Ranger Olie off
into the wild blue yonder.

Operation "Nab the Dad" underway.

Uh-oh! Alien monsters
at 12:00.

Sorry, sorry.

It was an accident.

Whew!

[SCREECHING]

OLIE: Hey, Spot.

Spot!

Yoo-hoo!

Help me find Dad.

[WHIMPERING]

[BARKING]

[SCREAMING]

Come on, go, Spot!

[SPOT BARKING]

Uh-uh!

[OLIE SCREAMING]

Hey...

a triple-layered
chocolate asteroid.

Attention, mission control.

Stopping to take on supplies.

This is totally-yodelly

completely keen-o.

[CHEWING SOUNDS]

OLIE: Mm...

[MOANING]

Having filled up on rations

Space Ranger Olie goes
in search of...

[STOMACH GRUMBLING]

...intelligent life.

Oh, no, the Explorer.

Mayday, mayday!

I've been
saucer-jacked.

Hey, Spot!

[WHISTLING]

[BARKING]

Spot... up here, boy!

[BARKING]

Got to find Dad, Spot,

so I can get big again.

Come on, boy!

[BARKING]

Whoa!

[LAUGHING]

Yahoo!

[LAUGHING CONTINUES]

[SCREAMING]

Run, Spot, run!

Yahoo!

[BARKING]

DAD: I'm cleaning up, Spot.

Run along.

Go and play with Olie.

Dad, down here!

Hey, Dad!

I got to get Dad's attention.

Can you help?

Has everything slipped
a socket in this house?

Time for all toys
to settle down.

Giddy-up.

[CHUCKLING]

And that means you, too.

It's me, Dad, Olie!

Your son.

Your really little son.

What the...

Well, shrink my sockets. Olie?

Thanks.

Sorry, Dad.

It was an accident.

The explorer hit the Magnetron
and zap!

-I got shrunked.
-Don't worry.

We'll have you and the Magnetron

fixed quicker than you can say
whirli-wacked-out wing-nut.

Thanks, Dad.

Just slip this new
Resizealator back in

and we'll get you back to size.

Hmm, can't seem to get it in there.

It's kind of small.

I can do it.

DAD: You're just the right size.

Let's get you back
to big old little Olie.

OLIE: You betcha, Dad.

[SCREAMS]
Hurry, Dad!

[BEEPS]

You probably should pick
on someone your own size.

[GIGGLES]

Pretty big adventure
for such a little guy.

Thanks, Dad.

Sometimes being small
is just big enough.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

Hmm...

Hmm...

[WHINES]

[YAWNS]

Sounds like the Magnetron
has a loose lug nut.

I'll just tighten the Expando
Compresso Expresso valve nut.

Tighten that nut.

One tightened Expando Compresso
Expresso valve coming right up.

Coming right up.

[BEEPING AND WARBLING]

[RATCHET CLICKING]

Well, guess that
ought to hold her.

Guess it oughta.

Guess a job well done deserves
a big glass of lemonade.

Guess it does.

[DAD LAUGHS]

-You bet.
-[BEEPING]

-Huh?
-Huh?

Well, just settling in, I guess.

Ooh! Golly!

[BOTH YELLING]

Spot?

[HORN BEEPING]

OLIE: Gee whiz, Dad!

Whoopsie double doodles.

[BARKING]

You boys okay?

Oh... [CHUCKLES]

-We're okeydokay.
-Okeydokey.

Mom finds out, she's not
gonna be too happy with us.

You're doggone right, Dad.

[CAR APPROACHING]

[BARKS]

Oh, no! No, Spot!

Come back, Spot!

[WHISTLES]

[HORN HONKING]

Put it down, Spot!

That's not a toy.

Gently.

I'll distract him.

Here, Spot!

Fetch, boy!

[BARKING]

-[HORN BEEPS]
-[LAUGHING]

He's usually
such a good little pooch.

What are we going
to do, Dad?

We'll just have
to get him close enough

to the Magnetron
and rezap him.

Hmm...

I must have tightened

the Recalibratorator
a tad too tight.

Uh... Dad?

You know the stick I threw?

Uh-huh.

Oh, no!

[YELLING]

[BARKS]

What's that doggone dog
gonna go after next?

We gotta get him closer
to the Magnetron.

Here, Spot!

Here, Spot!

I know what will get him.

Something he can't resist.

Aha!

[RINGING]

Hello?

Oh, hi, Billy.

Spot's chasing cars?

Okeydokey.
Thanks.

-[HORN HONKING]
-[ZOWIE GIGGLING]

DAD: Here, Spot.

Olie, go fetch Spot.

He's chasing cars.

Uh... you betcha, Mom.

Here, Spot. Here, Spot.

DAD: They're too little
for him to see.

Then let's make them bigger.

A couple of giant-dog-sized biscuits

coming up on the double.

Hmm, did I loosen
the Resizealator

or tighten the Recalibratorator?

We tightened the Expando
Compresso thingamabob.

Right you are, Olie.

Stand back.

[WHIRRING AND WHINING]

Those are some treats

no Spot can resist.

[BARKING]

OLIE: Spot!

Here he comes.

[GROWLING PLAYFULLY]

[SWALLOWING]

[SNIFFING]

[SWALLOWING]

Jumpin' Jupiters,
he didn't eat the other biscuit.

He ate the Magnetron!

DAD: Spit it out, boy!

Spit it out!

Oh...

-[HICCUPS]
-[WHIRRING]

His hiccup...

Made him even bigger.

[CHUGGING]

-[HICCUPS]
-[WHIRRING]

OLIE: He hiccupped himself
from really big

back to just big.

We've got
to get that Magnetron back.

I know!

Don't let Spot go anywhere.

[PLODDING]

You say Spot is chasing planes?

BILLY: Uh-huh.

Oh, now you're being silly, Billy.

Okeydokey.

Sit.

No! No-no-no!

Don't sit! Stand!

[GIGGLING]

MOM: Now, where did I put

that turkey baster?

[GIGGLING]

Big...

Spot!

MOM: No, sweetie, Spot's just

regular, old Spot.

DAD: Just stay, boy.

Stay.

I hope you got
a good plan, Olie.

Don't worry, Dad.

It's Space Boy Olie
to the rescue.

I'll make him
sneeze out the Magnetron.

[TONES BEEPING]

Go, Olie, go!

[BARKING]

[SNIFFS]

[SNORTING]

[WHIMPERING]

DAD:
Hold on!

-[SPOT SNEEZES]
-[AIR BLOWING]

Hey, Spot!

-[SPOT BARKS]
-Good dog!

[SIGHS]

Now... if tightening the Expando
Compresso Expresso valve nut

made Spot bigger...

Then shouldn't you loosen

the Expando Expressomer
thingamabob?

Sounds about right, Olie.

[CLICKING]

[WHIRRING AND WHINING]

OLIE: It worked!

[GRUMBLING]

DAD:
Well... [CHUCKLES]

Thank goodness.

Spot, you're back
to your old Spot size again

which is just right,
huh, boy?

Now, Billy...

I'm in the backyard

and Spot's the same size
as he always is.

Yes, I'm sure, Billy.

All right, toodle-oo.

Hmm...

what've you two been up to?

Um... we haven't been up
to anything.

-ZOWIE: What's this?
-Uh...

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

What is that?

[LAUGHS]

Just a little something
we cooked up for Spot.

Okeydokey, Olie,

let's give the old Magnetron
a good look-see.

Okeydokey.

Now... where did I put
that thingamawhosit?

Ow! Oh...

You okay, Dad?

Yeppers.
Just my old Springalator

is getting a little rusty.

[CHUCKLING]

I'm not a young bot
like you, Olie.

[CLICKING]

Opening's a little low.

Olie, would you do the honors?

-Oops.
-Sure.

[WHIRRING]

Uh-oh.

[WHIRRING]

[GASPS]

DAD: Hmm...

We're small
as sockets!

Maybe we'd better get Mom.

I can handle...

Ow! [GROANS]

I guess we'd better, son.

[WHISTLING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Better find another way
to get to Mom.

Hmm...

Hey. I always liked skateboarding
when I was little.

We could take the long way,
through the yard.

Good one, Dad.

[WHISTLES]

[WHINNIES]

It's been a long time
since I've been on one of these things.

[YELLS]

OLIE: Don't worry, Dad.

You'll re-remember.

Whoa. Olie... whoa!

Whoa, whoa!

Whoa!

-Find him, Dad!
-DAD: Whoa...

No! Lean left!

[SCREAMING]

-Whoa!
-We did it!

-DAD: Outasight!
-OLIE: Yee-haw!

-Olie... Whoa!
-Yahoo!

-Way to go, Daddy-o!
-[CHUCKLING]

-Look out!
-OLIE: Uh-oh.

BOTH: Whoa!

Jumpin' Jupiters!

That was outrolierageous!

Sure was.

Now, we just have
to get over... there.

[THUDDING]

Good golly!

It's Zowie Kong!

Zowie, down here.

[GIGGLING]

-DAD: Whoa!
-Oh, no!

[YELLS]

-BOTH: Uh-oh.
-[BARKS]

[THUDDING]

Dad, going up.

-Wait for me!
-[BARKS]

[GRUNTS]

[GIGGLING]

[LAUGHING]

This is great.

[ZOWIE LAUGHING]

[CHUCKLES] This is like a ride
at the Rolie Polie fairground.

[MOANS QUEASILY]

[GIGGLING]
Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo!

[LAUGHING]

[GAGGING]

[LAUGHING]

Wow, that was fun!

You okay, Dad?

Oh, yeah.
[GAGGING]

[MOANS]

[CLICKING]

Zowie! Down here!

-Olie?
-Zowie!

[GIGGLING]

-Hi, Olie.
-DAD: Zowie...

[ZOWIE GIGGLES]

Daddy little. Olie little.

Zowie big.

Big Zowie.

Take us to Mom, Zowie.

[LAUGHING]
Okeydokey.

[HUMMING]

Olie and Daddy in bucket.

Little Olie. Little Daddy.

-See?
-[BOTH YELL]

Uh-huh.

How's about a cookie,
sweetie?

Okeydokey.

Thank you.

Here you go, Little Daddy
Little Olie.

Look out!
[SCREAMING]

Now, go on upstairs.

It's nappy time.

Okeydokey.

After cookie,
brushing Little Daddy.

White teeth.
[LAUGHING]

DAD: Zowie sweetie,

put Daddy and Olie down
and go get Mommy.

Okeydokey.

-No! No!
-[SCREAMING]

[SPLASHING]

Zowie...

Time for flushy-flushy?

BOTH: No!

DAD: This is not flushy-flushy time!

It's, uh... nappy time, remember, Zow?

Oh.

Nappy time.

Little Olie listen to Big Zowie.

Go night-night.

[SIGHS]

She thinks I'm a doll.

Just play along, son.

At least we're not about to get flushed.

Shh.

[MOCKING SNORING]

MOM: Zowie...

ZOWIE:
Itsy-bitsy-bitsy nap-nap-nap.

[CREAK]

-All clear.
-All clear.

Nap time, Zow.
Let's tidy up.

ZOWIE: Okeydokey.

Zowie! Zowie! Down here!
Tell Mom we're down here!

Little Dad and Little Olie
need nappy, too.

Uh-huh.

Go night-night, Olie, Daddy.

Now what?

Think small.

What would a kid do?
[SNAPS FINGERS]

Crayons!

Come on!

[OLIE GRUNTING]

DAD: Just write "help."

ZOWIE: No, Olie.

No, Daddy.

-No write on wall.
-DAD: Zowie, wait!

Well, most of the time,
that's right, honey

but this is kind
of an emergency.

ZOWIE: No, no. No, no, no!

-OLIE: Wait, Zow!
-DAD: Don't!

Now, Zowie, put us down.

Come on, sweetums.

[GASPS]

Oh, my!

Zowie, the walls
are nokeydokey.

Zowie no draw.

Daddy draw on wall.

Pretending's okeydokey
when you're playing, Zowie,

but not when you've done
something wrong.

Zowie no draw.
Daddy draw.

Well, grease my gears!
You weren't fooling.

BOTH: Um, howdy.

[CHUCKLING]

Had a little Magnetron misfire.

You two always monkeying
with that silly machine.

Come on.

Let's see if we can
get you back to normal.

Just a... tweak of the old...
Recalibratorator

-and...
-[WHIRRING AND WHINING]

Oops.

Oh, my!

Maybe just one more tweak.

[WHIRRING AND WHINING]

Now, that's more like it.

Little Olie, little Daddy
all big now.

Being small's made me feel
ten feet tall.

Even the old Springalator
feels ten years younger.

Whoo!

[CRASHING]

Oh, my!

[MOANS]

Well, you are as young
as you feel... sort of.