01x17 - Butlers

[bunniefuu]

-[upbeat music playing]
-[squawks]

[birds chirping]

[doorbell] ♪ Ding-dong! ♪

♪ Bluey and Bingo
They are the best! ♪

Bluey and Bingo's dream house.
How may I help you?

Oh, uh, my name is Barnsley.

I'm here for
the new butler's job?

Oh, yes, Barnsley!
Good to meet you.

My name is Monty.
I'm head butler. Do come in.

-Argh!
-Oh, yeah.

Watch out for that.
The children set up traps

in case their parents try
and make them go to bed.

Come on. Off we go.

This is the entry room.

[squawks] Bluey is the best!

Bingo is the best.

Pretty fancy.

What are all the blue buttons?

Ah, well, the children
ordered a bubble tea dispenser

to be located at least
every four meters at all times.

Oh. Fascinating.

All of our dream house
inventions are designed

by our science butler,
Jerry Lee.

What's he making now?

Ah, well,
the children's ball gowns

drop lots of sequins
on the carpet.

So Jerry Lee has made a robot
that picks them up again

and then Fred,
our sequins butler,

sticks them back on.

[polite applause]

This is Harlow,
our kitchen butler.

Hello!

No, you mustn't interrupt
Harlow.

He is the busiest butler
in the whole dream house.

-[bell dings]
-Oh, no!

Now that ding means
the children

have ordered some food.

Okay, Bluey wants a fairy bread
sausage sandwich,

but with no orange sprinkles,
and the sausage

has to be cut up,
and the tomato sauce

needs to be not the sugar-free
tomato sauce. Okay.

I can do that.

-[dings]
-Oh, what now?

Oh, she's changed her mind.

She doesn't like fairy bread
sausage sandwiches anymore.

Okay. Now she wants a big bowl
of citrus lime ice cream,

but then poke big holes
in it with your fingers

to make lots of tunnels,
and then pour freezy chocolate

into those tunnels
and then let it freeze.

And then spell my name out with
hundreds and thousands on top,

but it has to be my whole name,
including my middle name,

Christine, as well,
in joinedy up writing,

and put sparklers on it.

[sighs] Man! I should have
followed my dad into banking.

You do not want to be
the kitchen butler.

Or the toilet butler.
There are 50 toilets

in the dream house,
and they all stink.

Isn't that right, Jenkins?

Oh, not again.

And the children
always forget to flush.

Um, so what type of butler am I?

You are the spa bath butler.

It's your job
to keep the spa clean,

and fish out any toys that
get jammed in the skimmer.

Ah, well,
that doesn't seem too bad.

Yeah, it's mostly
pretty straightforward.

[Bluey] Butler! I want to go
to Chloe's dream house.

When the dream house
isn't moving.

[robot]
Initiating flight mode.

-Aah!
-Good luck!

See you for Friday night drinks

in the butlers' lounge!

Whoaaa!

[closing theme music playing]