03x10 - When Zowie All Growed Up/Scruba-dub-dubby-A Spot In The Tubby/Hide And Go Sleep

[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

SINGER: Hooray

Hooray

SINGER: 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!

[GRUNTING]

OLIE: Ladies and gentlemen

It's the Polieville Rolie Polie-thon!

Yay!

[GRUNTING]

OLIE: First, the standing box hop.

Ta-da!

Olie clears it! Amazing!

The next box-hopper...

the stupendous Zowie Polie!

[DRUMROLL]

[GRUNTS]

[GROANING]

[GIGGLES] The stupendous Zowie Polie!

Ready, Zowie?

Zowie no do, Olie.

Zowie too little.

I'll give you a boost.

Ready?

Olie-vator going up.

Yay! You did it!

Zowie no do. Olie do.

We did it together, Zow.

Don't worry, Zowie.

Someday you'll be able to do it
all by yourself.

[SIGHS]

Zowie no big enough.

Okeydokey, Zowie.

Next event.

The obstacle course, somersault-style.

All you got to do
is somersault around the boxes.

[GRUNTING]

Oh...

Yippee!

[LAUGHING]

Bet you can do that.

It's easy.

Come on, Zowie. Your turn.

[SIGHS]

Ooh...

Whoa...

[GRUNTING]

Oh... Oh...

[GRUNTING]

Come on, Zowie

You can do it.

Hey there, Giz.

Can you put that last box up here for me?

If I don't slip a screw

the Giz is here for you.

Giz-avator. A-goin' up.

[GRUNTING]

Well, you sure you got
everything under control?

[GRUNTING] Oh. I got it. Oh.

[LAUGHING]

Whoa...

Whoa...

[GRUNTING]

-OLIE: Dad!
-Huh?

Look out!

-Whoa!
-[YELPS]

Whoa, whoa, whoa...

-Hold on...
-Whoo-hee! Whaa!

-Whoa!
-Zuz-zuz-zuz-zuz.

Wow!

-Hold on!
-OLIE: Dad'll win the Rolie polie-thon

hands down!

Don't say "down"! Whoa-ho!

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.

Whoa!

[YELPS] Uh-oh.

Whaa!

-[THUDDING]
-Huh?

Whoa-weez, there, little brother.

Let's get these stray puppies
where they belong

before we're both in the doghouse.

Me too little, Olie.

No, you're not.

Me never good like Olie.

Aw.

Whoa.

Jeepers, feast your peepers
on these old snaps.

[GIGGLING]

OLIE: Who are those funny-looking bots?

Don't it just flip your lid?

That's the Giz

and his little baby brother,
your dad.

It is?

Yep. That's Gizmo and me
when we were your age.

You and uncle gizmo were so...

Little, daddy.

Little, little, little, Daddy.

Daddy, fun, fun, funny.

[LAUGHING] Hey.

It's our kitchen table.

Guess your mom's right.

We have had that kitchen set forever.

[LAUGHING]

OLIE: There's our tree fort.

Uh-huh. We spent a whole summer

Building it, remember? Wow.

Well, how's about this one, Olie?

[GASPS]

And you even had Space Boy
all the way back then

when you were little?

Your dad and the Giz played
the best space ball games

in the whole round world.

Follow the Giz. He's where the action is.

Whoopee. Uh-huh.

Me too little.

Oof!

Wait!

Wait me, Gizzy.

We had some fun back then.

[GASPS] Daddy too little?

Sure. I'm uncle Gizmo's little brother.

I was a lot littler than him
while we were growing up.

I couldn't do anything as well as Giz.

Zowie too little, too.

Oh, look at these.

GIZMO: Whoo-wee!

Remember that vacation?

Whoa-yeah!

Yahoo!

Thank you. Thank you very much.

Whee-ya.

Ooh.

Whoa... Whoa.

Ooh!

[BAWLING]

Well, hey, little brother.

What's got your smile
turned upside down?

Me too little.

[CRYING]

Aw, poor Daddy.

No cry, Daddy.

I did not "Whaa."

Well, maybe a little.

But then we had the games.

Gizmo's Rocking Rolie Polie Winter Games

are ready to be-bop-a-loo-la.

First, speed skating.

Ready? Steady?

Rocking Rolie Olie, oh, oh, oh!

Huh?

Me no go, go, go.

Come on, Percy, you can do it.

Whoa.

Whee.

[GIGGLES]

-Yeah!
-Yeah!

Uncle Gizmo help little Daddy.

By the next year your little dad

was skating faster than a Polie rocket.

You two sure had fun
growing up together, huh?

Sure did.

And now, we better get it together

and get this garage done.

Well, I could use a hand
over here, little brother.

I'm there for you, big brother.

This pile's kind of big.

See? Dad's all grown up

and can do everything as good
as his big brother can.

Some things your dad can do even better.

Me be all growed up like little Daddy?

Me do big bot things?

Yep. Someday you'll be all grown up

And you'll be able to do everything

Just as good as Dad.

Whoa! Wh-oh!

[CRASHING]

[LAUGHING]

Maybe even better.

In the meantime,

It's always nice to have an older brother

to give you a boost once in a while.

Giz-avator going up.

Olie-vator going up.

And out.

[ZOWIE LAUGHING]

OLIE: Gotcha.

Come on, Spot.

It's tubby time.

[YELPING]

Tomorrow is bring-your-pet-
to-the-park day.

You need to look extra spiffy.

It's not so bad if you take a bath

and you'll smell better.

Spot!

Seems spot feels the same way
about tubby time

as you do sometimes, Olie.

Don't worry, Dad.

I'll get him into tubby, I guarantee it.

Come on, spot.

[GRUNTING] It's for your own good.

Stop making it so hard.

[SNIFFING]

No, Spot, no!

Okeydokey.

-In you go.
-[BARKING]

[YIPPING]

This could be tougher than I thought.

[SQUEAKS]

[SIGHS]

We're hot on the trail
of the Stinkyus Puppyus.

But he's no match for...

safari Olie and jungle Zowie.

It's time for safari Olie to use
his expert tracking skills.

Hmm...

The wind seems to be coming from... there.

[SNIFFING]

I can smell the Stinkyus Puppyus.

[SNIFFS]

Phew!

He's very close.

Come on, jungle Zowie, follow me.

ZOWIE: Olie, Olie, Olie.

Very interesting.

The paw prints of the Stinkyus Puppyus.

We'll get him now.

[GASPS]

Look, jungle Zowie, a freshly dug hole.

Spot!

Hmm.

Got to be around here somewhere.

[RUSTLING

Listen.

Do you hear that?

Follow me.

Shh. Let's sneak up on him.

Gotcha!

Oopsie. Sorry about that.

There's no sign of him anywhere.

There spot.

Spot, spot, spot.

OLIE: We've got him now.

[BARKS]

Come here, spot.

[BARKS]

[GRUNTING] I got him.

I got him!

Huh?

It looks like it's back
to the drawing board.

To catch a dog,

you have to think like a dog.

[GIGGLING]

[OLIE MEOWING]

[SPOT SNIFFING]

[MEOWING]

[YELPS]

[MEOWING]

[SNARLING]

[BARKING]

[BARKING CONTINUES]

[SNIFFING]

Hmm?

Closer, spot.

Closer.

Hmm.

Now!

Aha!

Hmm?

[HONKS]

[BARKS]

[WHINES]

Gee Willikers!

We got the Stinkyus Puppyus.

Got him, got him, got him!

Hooray.

[GASPING]

No spot!

Where'd he go?

We had him.

[BARKING]

Okay, it's time for plan "b."

Everybody get spot!

[YELPING]

[BARKING]

[YELPING]

Okeydokey.

Where is he?

[SPOT WHIMPERING]

[SPOT SNEEZES]

Aha!

Okeydokey, spot, give up.

We've got you surrounded.

There's no way out.

[SPOT BARKING]

ZOWIE: Where'd spot go, Olie?

He could be anywhere.

[OLIE AND ZOWIE SIGHING]

Why are you two in the downy-dumps?

[SIGHING]

We were trying to track spot down

to get him ready

for "bring your pet to the park" day

but he kept getting away.

We're never going to catch him.

Never, ever.

[GIGGLING]

What's so funny, Mom?

"Never, ever"?

Hmm?

Spot!

[SPOT WHINES]

OLIE: Thanks, Mom.

POLINA: Looks like it's tubby time
for someone.

Yeah. We got to get spot in the bath

or he's going to be the messiest

dirtiest-looking one at the park tomorrow.

[GIGGLING]

Oh, I meant you, Olie.

Huh?!

[GIGGLING]

Tubby time. Tubby time.

Oh, no!

[SPOT WHINES]

[BUBBLES BUBBLING]

[BOUNCY TUNE PLAYING]

SINGER: Splish, splash,
Scrub-a-dub Dubby

Olie and Spot
Are soaking in the tubby

Splish, splash,
Swish, swash

Scrub-a-dub a-dub

A-dub a-dub a-dubby

[BOUNCY TUNE CONTINUES]

[DUCK QUACKS]

[MUSIC ENDS]

[HORN HONKS]

App-uh...

Whee-up...

Oopey...

Zowie hide.

Hide, hide, hide.

[SQUEAKING]

[GIGGLING]

Ah...

Hoo-awgy...

[CHUCKLES]

I'll help you count, Binky.

Three...

-Four...
-Boo-bah...

-OLIE: Five...
-BINKY: Oh-gey...

-OLIE: Six...
-BINKY: Ooh-woo...

-OLIE: Seven...
-BINKY: Ah-bah...

-OLIE: Eight...
-BINKY: Ya-oh...

-OLIE: Nine...
-BINKY: Ah-dee-doo...

[GIGGLES]

[WHOOSHING]

Ten!

An-ya-wah!

[EXCITED GIGGLING]

[PLAYFUL NOISES]

Now you're supposed to find Zow.

Uh? Zow! Zow! Zow!

[GIGGLING]

Doo!

[PLAYFUL NOISES]

[BINKY TALKING BABY TALK]

Zbeedle-boo-blah-bonky, Binky.

Oh, there we go.

Ooh!

Boofey-soophey.

[GIGGLES]

[JINGLING]

[TALKING BABY TALK]

[JINGLING]

[WAILING]

There you go.

Whoa.

You're going the wrong way, Binky.

Hmm... Where Binky go?

[SPRINGY NOISES AND JINGLING]

[WHISTLES]

[BABY TALK AND GIGGLING]

[OLIE WHISTLES]

Come on, Binky.

We got to find Zowie.

[GLEEFUL LAUGHTER]

Boofey-soophey.

[TALKING BABY TALK]

Huh?

Go find Zow.

Hmm...

[BALL JINGLING]

Doh-duh.

Psst!

[TALKING BABY TALK]

[SIGHS]

PAPPY: Well, look at who I found.

Mighty fine hiding place
you got there, pumpkin.

Shh! Binky find. Binky find.

[GASPING] Oh!

Shh.

[CHUCKLING]

[CLANGS]

[GIGGLING]

Zow, Zow, Zow!

[TOY SQUEAKS]

[BARKING EXCITEDLY]

[SQUEAKING AND BARKING]

[FRENETIC BARKING, GIGGLING, SQUEAKING]

[SPUTTERING]

Whee!

Ooh-hoo.

[GIGGLING]

[BOUNCY TUNE PLAYING]

[SINGING IN BABY TALK]

Oh!

[SINGING NONSENSE SYLLABLES]

Hey, still looking for Zow, squirt?

[CHUCKLES]

Zow! Zow! Zow!

Whoa!

[WHIMPERS]

[ZOWIE PANTING]

Eh?

Zow! Zow! Zow!

[DOORBELL RINGING]

Howdy.

OLIE: Hiya

Mrs. Bevel.

Hidy, ho.

I've come to collect Binky.

How did it go?

Oh, those two little sprockets

had a grand old time.

They spent the whole afternoon

playing hide and go...

sleep.

[ALL CHUCKLING SOFTLY]