[Bob]
Okay, Larry,
it's time for
the theme song.
[Larry]
Um, yeah, Bob,
what do I do?
[Bob]
Hmm, let's see...
I know, you play
the guitar.
[Larry]
Bob, I don't
have any hands.
[Bob]
Oh, you're right.
Okay...
you play this.
[Larry]
Oh, I don't want
to play that,
I'll look silly.
[Bob]
Oh, come on,
it'll be fun.
[Larry]
Nope, not
going to do it.
[Bob]
It's for the kids.
[Larry]
Oh, okay.
But they better
not laugh.
[Bob]
Alright,
you'd better
get on out there.
Bom, bom, bom, bom,
bom, bom, bom,
bom, bom, bom...
If you like
to talk to tomatoes,
if a squash can
make you smile,
if you like to
waltz with potatoes
up and down
the produce aisle...
have we got
a show for you.
Veggie Tales, Veggie Tales,
Veggie Tales, Veggie Tales.
Veggie Tales, Veggie Tales,
Veggie Tales, Veggie Tales.
[Bob]
Broccoli,
celery,
got to be...
[singers]
Veggie Tales!
[Junior]
Lima beans,
collard greens,
peachy keen...
[singers]
Veggie Tales!
[Larry]
Cauliflower,
sweet and sour,
half an hour,
[singers]
Veggie Tales.
There's never ever, ever,
ever, ever been a show
like Veggie Tales.
There's never ever, ever,
ever, ever been a show
like Veggie Tales.
It's time for
Veggieta-a-a-a-a-a-a-ales.
[bonk]
[kids laughing]
Hi kids, and welcome
to VeggieTales!
I'm Bob the tomato...
And I'm Larry the cucumber!
Today we got a letter
from Edmund Storch
of Fort Washakie, Wyoming.
That's a mouthful.
It certainly is.
Edmund asks:
"Dear Bob and Larry,
the other night
"I accidentally left the top
off the hamster cage
"after playing
with my hamster, Squeaky.
"When I came back in
the morning,
"Squeaky was gone.
"I'm so sad.
What should I do?"
Poor kid.
I had a hamster
run away once.
I feel your pain,
Edmund Storch.
Edmund, I'm really sorry
about your hamster,
but I'm not sure there's
a lesson here...
it sounds like it was
just an accident...
Sure there's
a lesson, Bob.
There is?
Yeah, I'm sure there's
a story in the vault
that'll be great
for Edmund.
Ah... the vault?
The veggie vault...
on veggie D VD...
where we keep our
vast collection
of animated masterpieces.
[dryly]
I wasn't aware
of such a vault.
[Larry]
Ya gatta have a vault.
That's a dresser.
That's the beauty of it.
No one would ever suspect
I keep our vast collection
of animated masterpieces
in a sock drawer!
Hello!
I am Lutfi!
The friendly teensy weensy
vault keeper!
I am like a banker...
who is also a sock!
[Larry]
Hi, Lutfi!
It's been awhile, Khalil.
No-no-no-no-no!
I am not Khalil!
I am Lutfi;
I am cute
and teensy-weensy.
Ah, right. Lutfi.
Good to see you.
I could not help
but hear your dilemma
through the thin walls
of my pine fortress.
I am sure I can find
just the thing for Edmund!
What'd I tell ya?
I'm game...
[music]
Bravo Figaro.
Bravo, bravissimo.
Bravo Figaro.
Bravo, bravissimo.
Fortunatissimo,
bravo fortunatissimo,
non manchera!
La la la, la la la,
La la la, la la la, La la la!
Fortunatissimo, fortunatissimo,
fortunatissimo,
non manchera!
[music]
[chirping crickets]
[music]
[Announcer]
And now it is time
for the blues with Larry.
The part of the show
where Larry comes out
and sings the blues.
[music]
Hey there,
everybody.
I'm gonna lay down
some blues.
All sunshine and roses,
no rain came my way.
I said, all sunshine
and roses,
no rain came my way.
My dad bought me
ice cream,
Oh happy, happy,
happy, happy day.
[music]
I ate up that ice cream,
got some on my face.
That's right,
right on my face.
I ate up
that ice cream,
got some on my face.
Got some on the table
Oh happy-sticky,
happy-sticky,
happy, happy,
happy-sticky, happy place!
[music]
Hey man,
what you doin'?
I'm singin' the blues!
Oh man, the blues
is for singing
when you feel sad.
But...
I don't feel sad.
Then you got no business
singing the blues.
Here, lemme
help you out...
Take this.
Cool! Ice cream!
Thanks!
Now, gimme back
that ice cream.
[music]
You took my ice cream.
You took it from me.
You took my ice cream.
You took it away from me.
Oh yeah!
Now you're
gettin' it...
Now listen up.
[music]
But I'm still not sad...
I'll just have a cookie.
No, no, no, man...
You almost had it...
C'mon, like this...
You took my ice cream.
You took it away from me.
[music]
My sweet, creamy ice cream...
I don't care about no cookie.
Whoa!
[smash]
Now, try it again...
My cookie and ice cream,
they both gone away.
That's right.
Feel it...
My cookie and ice cream,
they both gone away.
Oh sweet, man, sweet!
But that don't
bother me none...
I've got me
my freshly baked...
Strudel!
What?! Strudel?!
Man, you can't say
"strudel" in the blues.
That don't even rhyme...
We'll... what about,
"poodle?"
'Cuz, I've got
a poodle.
Don't tell me you
gonna eat that poodle.
No, I'm just
gonna pet him.
Pettin' poodles
makes me happy.
[ruff, ruff]
[music]
Sorry man...
You way too happy
to sing the blues...
'Allo!
Would you like
to polka?
Sure!
Don't got no ice cream,
no cookies, no strudel.
Don't got no ice cream,
no cookies, no strudel.
But I'm yodel-yodel
happy-hoo
just here
with my poodle.
That's right,
I'm yodel-yodel happy-hoo
just me
and my poodle.
[Announcer]
This has been the blues
with Larry,
tune in next time to...
oh, never mind...
Larry's not likely to be
singing the blues again
any time soon...
[music]
[Announcer]
If one dare listens
then one dare hears;
a tale to rouse
your secret fears!
Tarry not!
For the end draws nigh
on Dr. Jiggle and Mr. Sly!
[door creaks]
[upbeat disco music]
[sighs]
Your tea,
Mr. Butterbun!
They'll be no tea today,
Poole.
There's trouble brewing.
Um, there was no trouble
brewing sir,
I just heated up
some water and...
Not the tea,
Poole!
Not the tea!
It's that...
Creature in the alley...
There's something wrong
with his appearance;
something displeasing,
something downright...
Detestable!
Well... I watched him
dance last night.
He looks a little weird,
but he's got some great moves.
That's where
you're wrong Poole!
Don't let his fancy footwork
fool you!
Ah!
And what's this!
The monster's afoot
in Dr. Jiggle's house!
Quick, Poole!
We've got to warn
the doctor!
Okay...
[knock, knock, knock]
Ahhhh!
What?
The hand!?
What?
Oh. Mr. Butterbun...
Dr. Jiggle!
Thank goodness
you're alright!
Well yeah, I...
We've come to warn you!
You've an intruder!
A detestable disco
dancin' villain
ducked through
your back door!
Oh... Yeah... Well...
You must mean
Mr. Sly.
Mr. Sly?
Oh yeah!
Man, can that guy dance,
or what?
Yeah!
Didn't I tell ya?
That little thing he does
with his hips...
He's got to be the best dancer
in the whole world!
What?!
You're in cahoots
with that creature?!
Well... Yeah...
I mean...
You gotta like a guy who
can dance like that, right?
Well...
I suppose...
I know I could never
dance like that.
I mean,
just look at me...
I'm too jiggly.
Ever since I was a little boy
in widely tailored pants
my only aspiration
was to be a gourd...
who danced.
But for what it's worth
my portly girth
only served to make
folks giggle
for the more I moved
the more I proved
all I could do was...
jiggle.
I want to dance!
I want to groove!
I need to feel
the rush of the wind
under my shoes!
I want to dance...
What was I saying?
Barometer must
be rising.
Me joints
are lockin' up.
Yep.
I think Mr. Sly
is great...
On account of his non-jiggly
wonderful dancing and all...
You guys would really
like him.
I know you would!
Look...
Dr. Jiggle...
Maybe I've been
a bit harsh
about this "Mr. Sly"
friend of yours...
Perhaps, I owe him
an apology.
Would you mind
introducing us?
Ahh... No...
I'm afraid
that's not possible...
You see,
he's real busy...
But...
Now if you'll
excuse me gentlemen...
I have work to do...
Got to do doctor stuff.
Bye!
G'night!
Poor Dr. Jiggle.
Something tells me
he's in trouble, Poole.
And I suspect it's no small
fault of that new friend of his.
I'm going to get
to the bottom of this!
If he be Mr. Sly,
I shall be Mr. Sneak!
Huh?
Aaaaah!
What?!
The feet!
What?
Ahhhh!
It's him.
Do you have it?
Yeah. I got it.
Good.
Now remember.
You give Mr. Sly the invitation
before he starts dancing.
Once he finishes,
we'll go back to my house
and have a nice talk
over tea.
Then we'll see what
he's got up his sleeve!
Got it.
Okay, go!
[music]
[applause]
Ahhhh!
What?
The... wa... the... Hhh...
Oh, never mind.
Um...
What time it is?
It's 11:58...
Mr. Sly will be out
at any minute.
Look, Poole, this may be
the last chance we get.
Nobody's seen or heard
from Dr. Jiggle in two days.
No more mamsy-pamsy
pleasantries.
When sly comes out we nab him,
pure and simple.
Got it?
[gasps]
Dr. Jiggle!
-Dr. Jiggle!
Oh...
Good evening gentlemen.
I trust
you're well, Dr!
I've been feelin'
a little woosy lately...
Look... Dr.
Why don't you join us?
We're about to watch
your friend dance...
it'll do you good
to get outside
and whip up
your circulation!
Well... I... Ahhhhh!
Dr. Jiggle!
- Dr. Jiggle!
[music]
[click!]
[crowd gasps]
all right,
ya flashy fiend!
What have you done
with the Dr?
I said, what have you done
with Dr. Jiggle?
Wa...? Those eyes...
I know those eyes...
Something so familiar...
Could it be?
[gasps]
[gasps]
Huh?
Ahhh...
Dr. Jiggle!
But... Wa... ahh...
Why?
I've been taking
dance lessons...
All I've ever wanted
to do was dance...
I was afraid people
would laugh at me
for being so jiggly...
So you dressed up like
that kooky creature
so people wouldn't
laugh at you?
And so people
would like me.
You gotta like a guy who
can dance and not jiggle...
Right?
But, man,
did that costume hurt.
I think I bruised
my spleen.
Dr. Jiggle...
We've always liked you.
Jiggle and all!
Really?
You can bet
your whacky wig!
And I think it's great you've
been taking dancing lessons,
but you don't need that
silly spleen bruisin'
get-up to dance...
You're special
just the way God made ya!
Really?
Say...
That little move that you
do with your hips...
You mind showin' a rusty
old carrot how it's done?
I love that move.
I've always loved
that move.
But, I can't do that...
Dr. Jiggle...
Oh...
Oh, why not?!
Great! Wonderful. Alright!
I can't wait to see it.
It's gonna be splendid.
Stand back and give him room.
[music]
I can do it!...
I can do it!
You see, Dr. Jiggle... when ya
know God made you special,
it doesn't matter
what anyone else thinks!
You can just
be yourself!
Though your only aspiration
was to be a gourd who danced.
What I never knew
that I could do
in widely tailored pants.
But for what it's worth
your portly girth
doesn't make me
want to giggle.
Though dense when weighed
you're specially made
we love our Dr. Jiggle!
[music]
I want to dance!
I want to groove!
I need to feel
the rush of the wind
under my shoes!
He wants to dance!
Oh, yeah, I can dance!
He wants to groove!
You can dance
if you want to.
He wants to feel
the rush of the wind
under his shoes!
I want to dance!
Well, Edmund...
feeling better?
Good stuff there, Lutfi.
Wait a minute!
A singing aardvark,
hauling a piano up a hill,
the blues... Dr. Jiggle.
What's all that have to do
with Edmund's problem?
Hmm...
a valid concern...
Not to worry!
This is where
Paco comes in!
Paco?!!
Hola.
I am Paco,
the storytelling mule!
Mr. Lunt?
Is that you?
How'd you get in there?
I am not Mr. Lunt!
I am Paco
the storytelling mule!
Permit me to illustrate
the relevance of these tales
to Edmund's conundrum...
Once upon a time
there was a boy named Edger...
Edmund.
Edmund...
who had a hamster.
I will show him to you.
The boy and the hamster
were very happy,
until one day the singing
aardvark of the north appeared.
He came from the north...
hence the name.
The aardvark sang
so beautifully
that the hamster was
lured away from Edger...
[Bob]
Edmund!
Edmund...
lured away to a great hill...
A somewhat mediocre hill...
A lousy little hill...
And they climbed the...
Great and lousy hill,
until they met...
at the very top...
Abraham Lincoln!
Ahh... Abraham Lincoln?
Yeah, I thought
the kids should learn
more about
our first president.
Sixteenth.
Right!
So Abraham Lincoln said,
"Welcome to the great
and lousy hill,
"hamster and singing
aardvark of the north!
"I will now teach you
my jiggly dance of joy,
"which you shall share
with the orphans of...
...the village!"
[Paco]
"Now, go!
And share the dance of joy
with all you meet!"
So you see, Edger...
[Bob]
Edmund!
Edmund...
You have lost a hamster,
but the orphans have
gained the dance of joy.
So maybe it's a wash.
[dryly]
Well, that clears
things up.
Thank you, Paco.
That was not as illuminating
as I had hoped.
Perhaps another
visit to the vault?
Goodie!
More stories!
His majesty,
the troubled Prince Omelet
requests his daily eggs!
Cooked light and fluffy!
Doth not the troubled
prince know
that these are the last eggs
in the entire kingdom?
But of course!
Why do you think he is troubled!
Will the prince
not share his eggs
with his starving people?
Perhaps he'll think
about that over lunch.
[sigh]
The prince's eggs coming up.
[scuffling noises]
Woe is me.
I am troubled.
Alas, forsooth the country
is rapidly running out of eggs.
The people are starving
and I am helpless to help them!
What will become
of my kingdom?
[sniff, sniff]
Ah-ha! Something's cooking
in the state of Denmark!
Your eggs,
Prince Omelet!
Cooked light and fluffy.
The last eggs in the kingdom.
The last poor yolks.
I'll chew them well, Horatio.
But soft.
It is Ophelia.
But soft.
It is Ophelia.
But I don't
want to do it!
It's embarrassing!
Don't be ridiculous.
It's tradition.
In Shakespeare's day
all the women's roles
were played by men.
I think we're gonna get
letters about this.
It is I,
the fair Ophelia.
Uhh... pray thee,
what news, fair Ophelia?
I beseech thee...
my lady.
Oh, my lord.
I come with disparaging news!
More bad news?!
The people, my lord.
They're starving.
There are not enough eggs
for them.
Meanwhile, you feast
on eggs every day,
cooked light and fluffy.
'Tis rottenness that has
beset our fair kingdom.
And on top of that,
my eggs are getting cold!
Oh, my troubled prince,
I beseech and implore thee.
Please share,
share your eggs
with the people.
Share my eggs?
Share my eggs?
Then I won't have any.
What are you thinking,
fair Ophelia?
Simply this,
God says He likes it
when we share our blessings.
Good-bye.
Can I take this
off now?
To eat or not to eat.
That is the question.
Whether tis nobler
to share my eggs,
cooked light and fluffy
or to scarf down
the whole thing myself.
To share or not to share...
What are you doing there,
young lad?
Just playing,
your highness.
Uhhhh...
Are you just gonna keep
playing like that...
Uh, alone?
I do not know.
Would you like
to share my game?
Well, sure!
Playing is the thing!
Great!
Just guess where you
think my ships are!
Oh, ok.
Not 2-b.
Drat.
Your turn.
Well, hey, what's that?
Oh,
that would be mine eggs,
cooked light and fluffy.
It lookests quite yummy.
Might I try a bite?
Ah...
Well, ah...
Sure...
Sure you can.
[crunch]
Hey!
What?
Methinks I just shared
with you, didn't I?
Methinks you did.
Ha! Sharing.
You know,
that wasn't so bad.
Actually,
it felt pretty good!
Your highness,
the things God wants us
to do for others
usually make us
feel good, too!
You called,
your highness?
No, not yet!
My mistake!
Oh, servant!
You called,
your highness?
Ah, yes.
Call everyone together.
I have an announcement
to make.
Mais oui,
your highness.
Good people of Denmark.
I have decided
to share my eggs with you.
[crowd]
Yeah! Yeah!
You're the man!
Because God likes it
when we share our blessings.
[crowd]
Yeah! Yeah!
But sire,
there aren't enough eggs
to go around.
Where do you find these eggs,
anyway?
You know,
they're the little white
round things
that come out of chickens.
What?!
We thought those
were ping pong ba*ls!
We got plenty of those!
Eggs cooked light and fluffy
for everyone!!
[crowd]
Yeah!
I have an idea!
Why don't we name
these light and fluffy eggs
after our beloved prince?
I give you the "Omelet"!
[crowd]
Yeah! Yeah!
Hey boss, where might
I find some toast?
Get thee to a bakery!
Did you understand
any of that?
Not a word.
[Announcer]
And now it's time
for Silly Songs with Larry.
The part of the show
where Larry comes out
and sings a silly song.
There once was a boy
who lived in a house
and the house
sat under a tree.
By the tree ran a fence,
that stretched far and wide
round the
gated community...
Can I have my ball?
Can you get my ball?
I kicked it
into the tree.
And my ball bounced up
and my ball dropped in
to the gated community!
[music]
Oh! The gated community
is where we like to be.
Everything's so lovely.
Oh, our hearts
are filled with glee.
And when you
come to visit
you can stand outside
and see,
what a lovely bunch
we are...
in our gated unity!
Ahh...
Can I have my ball?
Can you get my ball?
I kicked it
into the tree.
And my ball bounced up
and my ball dropped in
to the gated community!
Oh, the gated community
is where we like to be.
Our clothes
are never dirty
and our lawns
are always green.
And when you
come to visit
you can stand outside
and see,
what a tidy bunch we are
in our gated unity!
The gated community,
we think you will agree,
is free of pleasantly devoid
of unsightly stray debris
free, free of debris.
The gated community
is where we'll always be.
Our smiles are white, 'cause
we're inside, comfy custody.
And when you
come to visit
you can stand outside
and see,
what a smiling bunch we are
in our gated unity.
Can I have my ball?
Can you get my ball?
Oh, the gated community
is where we like to be!
Our lives I kicked it
made pear into a tree.
by a hefty entrance fee!
and my ball bounced up,
and my ball dropped in,
And when you
come to visit,
you can stand outside
and see,
to the gated commun...
what a lovely bunch
we are...
to the gated commun...
what a happy bunch
we are...
[all together]
To the gated community!
[Announcer]
This has been
Silly Songs with Larry...
[community fellow]
Oh, look! A ball!
[Announcer]
Tune in next time
to hear Larry say...
Thank you.
[music]
Hello.
I am the Englishman
who went up a hill
and came down
with all the bananas,
leaving, of course,
the inhabitants of the hill
with no bananas
and therefore bestowing the
term "selfish" upon myself.
You're so selfish!
I know.
But I've got
all the bananas!
[music]
Well, aren't you
going to eat them?
Why, of course not!
You can't eat bananas
without strawberries!
Hello.
I'm the Swede
who went up a hill
and came down with
all the strawberries,
leaving, of course,
the inhabitants of the hill
with no strawberries
and therefore bestowing the
term "selfish" upon myself.
You're not Swedish!
Shhhhhhh!
You're so selfish!
I know! But I've got
all the strawberries!
[music]
Well, are you
going to eat them?
Oh, no! You can't eat
strawberries without bananas!
Pardon me, good Swede.
Could you spare a strawberry?
Ah... no.
You're so selfish!
Excuse me,
Mr. Englishman.
Could I trouble you
for a banana?
Ah... no.
You're so selfish!
You guys are not
so bright!
[Announcer]
The end.
[Bob]
I remember that day,
that fateful trip.
[Larry]
Why yes, it started
from that tropic port,
aboard our tiny ship.
[Bob]
Now, Larry, he was
a mighty sailor man.
[Larry]
And Bob he was
brave and sure.
[Bob]
And weren't there
five passengers
we booked that day
on our three-hour tour?
[Larry]
Ah, yes,
our three-hour tour.
[Bob]
Okay, let's see,
there was the professor.
[Larry]
And we were there.
[Bob]
Well, yeah.
And the millionaire...
[Larry]
And his wife.
[Bob]
Mm-hmm.
And wasn't there a movie star
and that other girl?
[Larry]
Yeah,
but they canceled.
[Bob]
Oh, oh, yeah.
Well, anyway,
there we were on
our three-hour tour
doing our best to entertain
the passengers.
Some veggies went
to sea, sea, sea
to see what they
could see, see, see.
But all that they
could see, see, see
was the bottom of the
deep blue sea, sea, sea.
See?
Yes, well,
that was just dandy.
But isn't it time
we left the dock?
[Bob]
[nervously laughing]
Okay,
fire up the engine
first mate Larry.
Aye-aye, skipper.
Lovely day,
isn't it?
Oh, yes.
Why, just smell
that salt air.
[sniff]
Ah, mighty nice.
I think I'll go back
and see how our
passengers are doing.
Can you take over here?
No, problemo, Skipper.
It's a big responsibility,
you won't daydream,
will you?
[Larry]
Don't worry about
a thing,
I've got you covered.
Okay.
Thanks, Larry.
[Larry - thinking]
Oh, boy,
this is the life.
There's nothing I'd rather be
than first mate Larry.
Well, nothing,
that is, except...
[with Russian accent]
Captain Larry Romanov,
the famous Russian
ice-breaker pilot.
Today captain Larry
must free whales.
Two great whales
trapped in ice.
But there is problem!
A large iceberg stands between
captain Larry and whales.
There may not be enough time
to go around it!
But surely
even captain Larry
is not brave enough
to smash through the iceberg!
No one has ever done
such a thing!
Yes, this is no time
for cowards.
Captain Larry will smash
the iceberg and free the whales.
Commander Boblov has come
to congratulate captain Larry
for his bravery.
Hey, Larry,
we're making snow cones
back there.
Do you want peach
or strawberry?
Um, not now, Bob.
First, I have to smash
through this iceberg
and free some whales.
There are no icebergs
around here.
Oh, yeah?
Well, what do you
call that?
Ahh! Ahh!
[crush]
Oh!
The brochure didn't say
anything about layovers.
Well, you see, Lovey.
I believe we've had
some sort of an accident.
Skipper?
Yes, we most certainly
had an accident
and I think someone
has some explaining to do.
Well, you see,
there were these whales
and they were stuck
in the ice, and well,
the only way
to get them out
was to smash right through
that iceberg over there.
Except it turned out
to be a rock.
And rocks are a lot
harder than icebergs.
[Professor]
It just so happens
that the nearest iceberg
is 2, 640 miles away.
What were you thinking?
You smashed our boat!
Now what are we
going to do?
You have ruined
our vacation.
What do you have to say
for yourself?
Um, I'm sorry?
At least the boat
is still floating.
Oh.
[Archibald]
Hey, I need
to call my broker.
I'm going to look
for a phone.
[music]
[Bob]
That evening
we all worked together
to build some huts
to sleep in.
But we were still
pretty mad at Larry.
Gee, it's kind
of nice out here.
Maybe this isn't
so bad after all.
Huh, Bob?
Not so bad?
What do you mean
"not so bad?"
Our boat is at
the bottom of the ocean
and we're stuck
on this island
in the middle of nowhere
with no way to get home.
I said I was sorry.
At least you
could forgive me.
Well, it's just
that we're...
well, can't you see we're...
I just...
I just can't.
Oh.
I said I was sorry.
Well, that's just
not good enough.
Good night.
Not good enough?
Not good enough?
He means... he means,
I'm not good enough.
They all think
I'm not good enough.
I bet they'd be happier
if I just left.
So that's what I'll do.
I'm just going to...
I'm going to take my things
and just go away.
Yeah.
I don't have any things.
Well, I'll just go.
With just my hat.
Good-bye, Bob.
I hope you find a first mate
that's good enough.
I wonder where
the Skipper is.
Who?
You know, dear,
the bright red,
round fellow.
Oh, yes.
Where is he anyway?
I don't know.
That's what
I was wondering.
Oh, I see.
[Bob]
Has anyone seen Larry?
Did you say something?
No, it was that
tree over there.
Really?
Well, what did it say?
I believe,
it's looking for Larry?
Who's Larry?
Oh, you remember.
He's the chap
who smashed the boat.
Oh, and ruined
our vacation?
That's the one.
Oh.
Well, I hope
that tree gets him,
serves him right.
Here, here.
[Bob]
Hello, people,
have you seen Larry?
Oh, look, Lovey.
It's the Skipper.
I didn't know tomatoes
grew on trees.
Well, actually,
oh, never mind.
Skipper, what are you
doing up there?
I'm looking for Larry.
When I woke up this morning,
he was gone.
I've got it!
Got what?
Our ticket outta here.
We can build
to fling us back home.
Here, I'll demonstrate
with this working model.
You wind it up,
then someone sits here,
say, Bob, for example,
now just pull this cord and...
[Lovey]
Our house!
[Bob]
Ow!
Oh, dear!
Look what you've
done to our house!
You bonked me on the head
with a coconut!
Wow, I did not
mean to do that.
I am so sorry.
Can you ever
forgive me?
Well, I guess
it was an accident
and you did say
you were sorry,
so I forgive you.
Thanks.
I'm really sorry
about your house.
I'd be glad to help you fix it
if you want me to.
Do you think
you could forgive me?
We know you didn't
mean to do it so,
so we'll forgive you.
Oh, thanks.
[Professor]
Gee, it sure does
feel good to be forgiven
when you make mistakes.
Yes, sir.
Boy, if I said I was sorry
for doing something wrong
and really meant it,
and people still
wouldn't forgive me,
I'd feel just terrible.
Oh, yeah,
definitely.
Well, Larry said
he was sorry
for smashing the boat.
And that was
just an accident, too.
Just like when I hit you
with that coconut
or when you fell
through their roof.
And we wouldn't
forgive Larry at all.
So that's why
he went away.
He must feel terrible.
We've got
to find him.
Come on,
everybody.
I think he's
over here maybe.
Larry!
Larry!
Hey, little buddy!
Larry!
Larry!
Larry, Larry, Larry,
Larry, Larry, Larry!
[Bob]
Hey, little buddy!
Come back.
We have something
to say to you.
[muffled yelling]
What?
[blowing]
I said, " you guys
don't like me anymore,
so I'm just going to leave."
We do like you,
Larry.
Yes, and we forgive you
for smashing the boat.
You do?
Well, we realized
that everybody makes
mistakes sometimes,
and it was wrong for us
not to forgive you
when you said
you were sorry.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Can you forgive us
for not forgiving you?
Um, okay.
I forgive you guys.
[sigh of relief]
[Palmy]
Hello?
Did you say
something?
No, it was
that tree again.
I'm so happy to see
you've forgiven each other.
It makes me
want to sing.
Do you mind?
[All]
No.
[music]
You know that in love
we can forgive,
it is the only
way to live!
Obey God and see
that we can live
in harmony!
In harmony!
Since God
has forgiven us,
it's true,
you forgive me,
I'll forgive you.
I'm going to start
to show forgiveness
from my heart!
[all]
Wow! Super!
That was great.
If only there was a way
for us to get back home.
Yeah.
Well, at least
we're all friends again.
Hey, has anybody
seen the professor?
[Larry]
Nope.
What!
Hey, do you like it?
I made it entirely
out of bamboo and coconuts.
Pretty good, huh?
Well, climb aboard.
[music]
[Larry]
Hey, Bob?
[Bob]
Yeah, Larry?
[Larry]
Um, next summer,
let's just sell lemonade,
like everyone else.
[Bob]
That sounds
like a good idea.
You know that
in love we can forgive,
hey, man, it is
the only way to live!
Obey God and see,
that we can live
in harmony!
Since God has forgiven us,
it's true,
you forgive me,
I'll forgive you,
I'm going to start to show
forgiveness from my heart!
So do your part,
and show forgiveness
from your heart!
[laughing]
Oldies but goodies!
Bob, we gotta do
another story
where I can use
my Russian accent.
Eh, we do?
Either "w*r and Peaches"
or "Lime and Punishment,"
I'm thinkin'.
My apologies,
Edmund.
It's okay to be sad
that your hamster's gone.
Take time to mourn
your loss, and then...
Then listen to Paco
the storytelling mule
as he weaves
a graceful metaphor
which will stitch close
the fissure
of Edmund's broken heart...
Ah... Paco, perhaps
it might be better if... Oh!
Listen up, Edger!
Edmund.
[Paco]
That's what I said.
Edmund had a hamster.
I will show him to you.
The hamster was hungry.
He wanted an omelette!
So he got an egg...
But it was a talking egg!
"Please don't eat me,
Mr. Hamster!
I can grant you
your heart's desire!"
"What do you know about
my heart's desire?"
the hamster replied.
"You wish to meet
your father!" said the egg.
"Oh, egg... you cut me
to the quick!
Take me to my father,
and I will not eat you!"
So the egg and the hamster
got in a boat,
and sailed across the sea.
The egg told the hamster
his father was the king
of a gated community
on a great hill!
Okay, so I'm not
so good with the hills.
"Father!"
the young hamster cried out.
"Son!
Thank you, egg,
for bringing me my son!"
"Yes!
You may go home now,
and I will not eat you!"
Just then,
an egg timer "dinged"...
And from the egg emerged
a beautiful chicken,
who flew home
across the ocean!
Chickens can't fly.
Who swam home
across the ocean!
Chickens can't swim either.
What can chickens do?!?
Ah... they lay eggs.
And they turn
into nuggets.
Who turned into nuggets!
And sailed back home
on a modern,
refrigerated cargo ship.
So you see, Edger...
[Bob]
Edmund!
Your hamster has gone
to a better place.
[sniff]
Oh boy...
Back to the vault, Lutfi!
[Russian accent]
Captain Larry Romanov...
World famous
Russian ice breaker pilot...
h*, h*... oh...
Yeah, that's gold...
[music]
Here we go!
Ahem.
I am the very model
of a modern Major General.
I've information vegetable,
animal and mineral;
I know the kings
of England,
and I quote
the facts historical,
From Marathon to Waterloo,
in order categorical;
[deep breath]
I'm very well
acquainted too
with matters mathematical;
I understand equations both
the simple and quadratical;
About binomial theorem
I am teeming
with a lot o' news-
Lot of news, let's see...
With many cheerful facts
about the square
of the hypotenuse!
With many cheerful facts
about the square
of the hypotenuse!
With many cheerful facts
about the square
of the hypotenuse!
With many cheerful facts
about the square of the
hy-pot-o-pot-o-nuse!
Alright, hang on!
I'm very good at integral
and differential calculus,
I know the scientific names
of beings animalculous;
In short
in matters vegetable,
animal and mineral
I am the very model
of a modern Major General!
In short,
in matters vegetable,
animal and mineral.
He is the very model
of a modern Major General!
Alright.
Now stay with me!
I am the very model
of a modern Major General.
I've information vegetable,
animal and mineral;
I know the kings
of England,
and I quote
the facts historical,
From Marathon to Waterloo,
in order categorical;
I'm very well
acquainted too
with matters mathematical;
I understand equations
both the simple
and quadratical;
About binomial theorem
I am teeming
with a lot o' news-
A lot of news!
With many cheerful facts
about the square
of the hypotenuse!
With many cheerful facts
about the square
of the hypotenuse!
With many cheerful facts
about the square
of the hypotenuse!
With many cheerful facts
about the square of the
hy-pot-o-pot-o-nuse!
I'm very good at integral
and differential calculus,
I know the scientific names
of beings animalculous;
In short
in matters vegetable,
animal and mineral
I am the very model
of a modern Major General!
In short,
in matters vegetable,
animal and mineral.
He is the very model
of a modern Major General!
Oh, splendid! Lovely!
Oh, Thank you!
I'm done.
Hey, kids,
have you ever been bad?
Do you remember
when you broke
your mom's favorite vase
and then stapled it
back together
and hoped
she wouldn't notice?
That was bad.
Do you remember when
you put your pet snake
in Aunt Millie's pajamas
and she ran five miles
without ever
getting out of bed?
That was bad, too.
And do you remember
when you stuck
your sister's teddy bear
in the food processor
and told her it got chewed up
by a giant bear-eating lizard?
And she believed it?
That was really bad.
The Bible calls
the bad things we do "sin."
And when we sin,
we need to be forgiven.
That's right.
So I know what
you're thinking,
"Jeepers, I've been bad.
How do I get forgiven?"
Am I right?
Well, moms, dads
and kids of all ages,
have I got
the thing for you.
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Yes, sir, the new Wrongco
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It's as easy as this:
just dial up your sin here,
press this button,
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But wait, there's more.
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you'll also receive
a set of Jinsu II
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on earth.
Just listen to this:
Hi, I'm a miner
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we dug two miles
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and it's still
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That's right.
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You've never seen
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Isn't that right?
That's right.
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and the steak knives,
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[clearing throat]
Ahem!
Not now, kid,
can't you see I'm busy?
But I know lots of people
who've been forgiven
for bad things
they've done.
Oh, yeah?
Well, they must have
Forgive-O-Matics then, huh?
Nope.
Well, sure.
You can't be forgiven
without a Forgive-O-Matic.
Isn't that right?
Stop yanking me up
and down, I'm getting sick.
[crash]
The Bible says if we
ask God to forgive us,
then He will.
You mean, all you
have to do is ask?
Yep.
You don't need
a Forgive-O-Matic?
Nope.
Are you sure about this?
I sure am.
Well, did I mention
they also make
great julienne fries.
Just drop a potato in here,
push a button and presto.
Out come the best fries
you've ever tasted.
Oh, look,
it's time to go.
But wait,
there's more.
Just spread these seeds
on here and in a few weeks...
Voila!
Chia Forgive-O-Matic.
Isn't that cute?
Say "good night,"
Gracie.
Good night, Gracie.
[music]
[music]
[Lutfi]
And now it's time for Lutfi's
fanciful flannel graph...
the part of the show
where Lutfi comes out...
with his fanciful
flannel graph...
and teaches a most
important lesson!
Hello children!
I am Lutfi and this is
my fanciful flannel graph!
By the color of my clothes
and the shamrock in my hand,
I bet you are thinking
it is Saint Patrick's day.
If this is March 17 th,
then you are right!
That's because every year
on March 17 th,
people everywhere celebrate
Saint Patrick's day!
[music]
[Lutfi]
A long, long time ago,
in a country called England
a little baby was born.
His name was...
Saint Patrick!
[Lutfi]
Hold on!
You're not old enough
to talk...
and your name is not
yet Saint Patrick.
Sorry.
[Lutfi]
Your name
is Maewyn Succat.
Hurry up and name me
Saint Patrick.
[Lutfi]
Shhhh.
Sorry.
[Lutfi]
Maewyn Succat grew up
as a normal little boy...
Can I talk now?
[Lutfi]
Yes.
Maewyn Succat.
I'm a normal boy...
a normal boy with
a strange name.
[Lutfi]
Maewyn went to school...
He played...
He went to church...
No soccer ba*ls
in church.
[Lutfi]
And he was
kidnapped by pirates.
Wait.
That's not normal.
[Lutfi]
If you were too normal,
you would not have
a holiday named after you.
Good point.
[Pirates]
Argh... Eeeeee...
Arrrrr...
[Lutfi]
The pirates took Maewyn
to a country called Ireland.
There he was sold as a sl*ve
and his name was changed.
sl*ve bad.
Name change good.
Hi.
I'd like to request,
"Saint Patrick."
[Lutfi]
Not yet.
He was now called...
Pig boy!
Feed the pigs,
pig boy!
Maewyn Succat has
a rather nice ring to it...
[Lutfi]
Now this was the land
of the druids,
and people there spoke
a different language...
but we'll make believe
everyone spoke English...
Like Star Trek.
Even the pigs?
[Lutfi]
No. Not the pigs.
Okay.
[Lutfi]
The druids also
did not know about God.
They practiced a religion
know as paganism.
Paganism?
[Lutfi]
Yes.
Instead of praying to God,
pagans prayed to things like...
twigs...
Oh, mighty twig,
you are powerful and...
twig... like.
[Lutfi]
And pond scum...
Oh, mighty pond scum,
you are powerful and...
scummy.
[Lutfi]
And they painted with
all the colors of the wind.
And so it was that
pig boy Maewyn Succat
went about serving his master...
mopping his floors...
feeding his pigs...
and learning
his language.
Pig.
Pig.
[Lutfi]
Now, Maewyn was very far
from home and very lonely.
He remembered what he had
learned in church about God
loving him and always
being with him.
So Maewyn began praying
and talking to God.
He prayed before bedtime...
He prayed when he worked...
He prayed when he ate...
In fact,
he prayed all the time!
Why, in no time at all,
he was praying over
100 times a day!
That's a lot.
But it's cool.
Would you like to pray
to me twig?
No, I'm good.
[Lutfi]
Maewyn grew
very close to God,
and God took care of him
and kept him safe.
And one day,
after Maewyn had been
in Ireland for six years,
God told him
it was time to go.
Oh, all right.
Later pigs.
Ahhh, bigidee booo,
googledy goo...
[Lutfi]
Maewyn walked
and walked and walked...
200 miles before
reaching the sea.
Good day, captain.
My name is
Maewyn Succat.
I was captured six years ago
by pirates
and sold into sl*very.
Since then I've been
feeding pigs
and praying
Can I have a lift?
All right, then...
[music]
[Lutfi]
The ship sailed
for three days
before reaching the coast.
They then set off on foot
to the nearest town,
but their directions
were a little off...
[music]
After 28 days of walking
their supplies had run out.
The men were starving.
Are you starving?
I'm starving.
I'm starving, too.
We're all
going to die
if we don't get
sometin' to eat.
Say Maewyn...
You said you pray
How about praying
for some food?!
[sailors]
Yeah, Maewyn.
C'mon!
Oh, all right...
[whispered prayer]
Amen.
It's miraculously
delicious!
You know, Maewyn,
you've really got
something going there...
Thanks a lot.
Don't thank me captain,
thank God.
All right then...
Thank You, God.
Thank You, Lord.
Thank You, Lord.
[Lutfi]
Now back home,
the years passed by
and Maewyn continued
to grow closer to God.
And one night,
he had a dream.
We beg of you,
holy youth,
that you should come
and work again among us.
[Lutfi]
Maewyn dreamed that
the people of Ireland
were calling him back to come
and tell them about God.
Well... but...
do you mind if
I finish school first...
I'm doing quite well.
Ahh... no... no...
take your time.
No rush...
All right, then.
[Lutfi]
So Maewyn
got his education
and because of his hard work
and great love for God,
he became a bishop;
which meant he had a lot of
responsibilities in the church
and could help many people.
It also meant
that he got a new name...
Patrick.
Saint Patrick?
[Lutfi]
Ah, the saint part
comes a little bit later...
All right, then.
[Lutfi]
And Patrick made
his way back to Ireland.
Back to the place where
he had been taken by pirates
and sold as a sl*ve
many years before.
Back he went...
To tell the people
about God.
[music]
So you see,
God is like a shamrock...
[crowd]
Oh great shamrock,
you are powerful...
No, no, no...
This is simply
a metaphor...
[crowd]
Oh great metaphor...
No, no, no, no...
God is like a shamrock,
because He is
three persons in one.
He is God the Father,
God the Son,
and God the Holy Ghost.
One God.
Three persons.
[crowd - agreeing]
So, are there any ways
that God is... say...
like a... twig?
No...
None that come to mind...
Oh... all right.
Just asking...
[Lutfi]
And so it was that
through Patrick,
the people of Ireland
turned to God.
And God blessed Patrick
as Patrick blessed
the people of Ireland.
He lived a good long life
among the people
he loved so much
and had been
called to serve.
On March 17 th
in the year 460,
Patrick died
at the age of 73.
And his name was changed
one last time...
this time to Saint Patrick.
And that is why every year
on March 17 th,
people everywhere wear
a little green...
the color of Ireland...
and celebrate
Saint Patrick's day.
A great man who loved Ireland
and who loved God.
The end.
[music]
One day
while he was waiting
for the trolley
he had a hat.
My high silk hat.
He wore it high
upon his head so proudly.
A beautiful hat.
My high silk hat.
A hat like this
just makes him
feel so grandly.
Now fancy this
and fancy that.
The splendor of his hat
in all its majesty.
Like a king
in a royal cap.
I feel so swell
and handsome in my hat.
I bet that others
wish they had in fact
a hat as this.
A hat as that.
A hat so fine.
A high silk hat.
Oh, Mr. Art Bigotti,
now what do you
think of that?
Now his hat was not
all he wore so proudly,
I must in fact
share more than that.
For upon his lap
there sat a treat
so fondly
of chocolate this...
And chocolate that.
Deliciousness
that makes me feel
so dandy
a chocolate bliss...
A chocolate snack.
Confections such as these
are more than candy,
somewhat like life,
a box of that.
I have my chocolate
placed upon my lap.
I feel so good
you just cannot top that.
I have my snack.
A chocolate pack.
Of chocolate this,
and chocolate that.
Oh, golly Mr. Nezzer,
now what do you
think of that?
Now time was passing
and the sun grew hotter
upon his hat...
And his chocolate snack.
So beneath his hat
he thought and pondered...
What should I do
to save my hat?
He thought and contemplated
as he perspired
beneath his hat...
Upon his lap.
He feared
his chocolate treats
would soon retire
into a pool...
A chocolate vat.
I won't feel grand
if I take off my hat.
The sun's getting hot
and my hat
just might go flat...
my hat,
it might go flat...
and my sweets
will melt like that...
Oh, hurry Mr. Trolley
before my dapperness
goes flat.
He decided to forego
his looks so dashing
to save his hat...
And little snack.
So he placed the treats
upon the seat beside him...
And put his hat
on top of that.
Oh, please
don't anybody
sit close to me
upon my hat.
I ask, if all of you
could be so kindly
and just stand back
away from my snack!
[squash]
A great big squash
just sat upon my hat.
A great big squash just
squished my hat real flat.
He squashed my hat,
he made it flat,
he squished my snack.
Oh, what of that.
Oh, tell me anybody
now what do you
think of that?
A great big squash
just sat upon his hat.
A great big enormous squash
squished his hat real flat.
He squashed his hat.
He made it flat.
He squished his snack.
Oh, what of that...
[bell ringing]
Oh, golly...
Uh... what's your name?
They've never
given me a name.
I've been around
since show one
and I still
don't have a name.
[music]
Now what do you
think of that!
Oh... I think
that's totally cool.
That's what I think.
What do you think,
Edmund?
Look, Larry...
this was all very nice,
but I still can't see
what it has to do
with Edmund
losing his hamster?
[Paco]
Perhaps Paco
the storytelling...
[All]
No!!! No-no-no!
Don't worry about it, Paco!
[Paco]
What am I supposed to do
with the four donkeys
of the apocalypse?
[Bob]
Put 'em back in the barn.
[Paco]
Fine.
C'mon boys.
"Hee-haw's" on.
[donkeys]
Heee-haaaa... Heee-haaaa...
Heee-haaa... Hee-haaaa.
Don't worry Bob,
I've got it all under control.
I'm glad someone does.
Let's see if Qwerty
has a verse for us today,
shall we?
[computer sounds]
[Larry]
" A happy heart
is good medicine
and a cheerful mind
works healing. "
Proverbs 17:22a.
Oh...!
Now I get it!
You were just trying
to cheer Edmund up!
That's right!
A cheerful mind
works healing!
That's what I needed
when I lost my hamster...
something to cheer me up.
And I'm sure these stories
did the trick!
I hope so!
I'm sure squeaky
was a good friend, Edmund...
but remember...
[wistfully]
if you love something
set it free,
if it comes back...
it was probably hungry.
Stick with the
real proverbs, Larry.
Right.
Well, that's all the time
we have for today, kids!
It's time to close the door
on the vault
and lock these
treasures away...
At least until
the Blu-Ray edition!
[nervous laugh]
Heeeh, heeh, heh...
Always remember...
God made you special...
[Larry]
And He loves
you very much!
[all]
Goodbye!!!
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VeggieTales: Lessons from the Sock Drawer (2008)
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