02x23 & 02x24 - Doctor Drama/The White Whale

[bunniefuu]

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[upbeat music]

- Who's ready for some shore square?

- I shore am!

Fishy Fierce!

- [grunts] Incoming!

- Tailed it!

- Here's the wind-up and the-- whoa!

Whoa. I got dizzy.

[grunts]

[groans groggily]

- Le gasp!

Are you all right, Hank?

- Ah. Yeah, I'm okay.

Mm, but my fin is sore.

Ow.

- Aww, I hate to say it, Hank-a-rino,

but I think you have an ouchie.

- Yeah.

You should tell your parents

because you might need to go to the doctor.

[dramatic beat]

- The--the doctor?

Um, actually, I'm good.

Well, better than good.

I'm gooder.

No, goodest. Yup.

No ouchie here.

[chuckles nervously]

- Well, okay. - I believe you.

- Good. - Oh, yeah, for sure.

- Sounds right to me.

- [sighs] - Well,

since Hank is feeling better,

let's have a bubble ball party!

all: Yeah!

♪ ♪

- Jawsome!

- Nautical! - [laughs]

- Whee!

- Whoo-hoo!

That was... painful.

Ow.

- What? Your fin still hurts?

But I thought you said...

[as Hank] Actually, I'm good.

Well, better than good. I'm gooder.

No, goodest.

[normally] What?

Uncanny fin-pressions are my specialty.

You should see my Rocky.

- Whoa.

Which is which?

- Hank, why would you fib about how your fin is feeling?

- Well, you see,

the truth is,

I'm afraid to go to the doctor!

- Afraid?

But why?

- Well, I've never been to the doctor before,

and it sounds really scary.

- Scary?

Oh, my goodness, no.

Going to the doctor is nothing to worry about.

- Yeah, I've been to the doctor plenty of times.

You don't become a skatefishboard queen

without taking a few tumbles.

- And Dr. Sweet Scales is the sweetest fishy in town.

He sends me a holiday postcard every year.

[festive music]

- Oh, wow.

The doctor does seem really sweet,

but I don't know, fishies.

- Trust us, Hank.

Going to the doctor rocks!

[rock music]

friends: ♪ Doctors, fear not ♪

♪ Doctors rock ♪

- ♪ When I fell and got a boo-boo ♪

♪ Patched up my tentacle, now I'm ♪

both: ♪ Good as new ♪

- ♪ When I was sick, I swam to the doc ♪

♪ Checked my temperature till my ♪

both: ♪ Fever stopped ♪

- ♪ Checkups keep your gills healthy ♪

♪ You can listen to your heartbeat ♪

- ♪ Your heart's beating in time ♪

♪ That means you're doing fine ♪

friends: ♪ No need to fear ♪

♪ 'Cause doctors rock ♪ - ♪ Rock ♪

friends: ♪ Don't you feel scared ♪

♪ 'Cause doctors rock ♪

♪ Doctors, fear not ♪

♪ Doctors rock ♪

- ♪ When my broken tail was out of the brace ♪

♪ He taught me a super ♪ both: ♪ Secret tail shake ♪

- ♪ When I lost my voice and sang off-key ♪

♪ He saved the day with ♪ both: ♪ Herbal kelp tea ♪

- ♪ If you feel under the weather ♪

♪ Doctors make you feel better ♪

- ♪ Doctors got what you need ♪

♪ We're the coolest ♪

♪ In the sea ♪

friends: ♪ No need to fear ♪

♪ 'Cause doctors rock ♪ - ♪ Rock ♪

♪ Don't you feel scared ♪

♪ 'Cause doctors rock ♪

♪ Doctors, fear not ♪

♪ Doctors rock! ♪

- So what do you say?

- I say these impromptu ballads have gotten really good.

- Uh-huh.

And about going to the doctor?

- Oh, yeah, that's not happenin'.

I'm still too scared.

- [gasps] I've got it.

Since Hank's never been to the doctor,

maybe we just need a doctor dress rehearsal.

- Good idea.

A pretend doctor visit will help Hank

feel ready for the real thing.

- [sighs]

I guess it's worth a shot,

but not like a real shot,

like the kind you get

when you go to the--the doctor.

[whimpers]

[shivers in fear]

- We need to get into action, stat!

Well, Mr. Manta, your diagnosis is in.

It appears you have a strong case

of bad-to-the-fishbone-itis.

- Tell me something I don't know.

[upbeat guitar music]

♪ ♪

- Hanks-a-mundo,

Doctor Goldie will now see you.

- [gulps]

- Well, hello there, Hank.

What brings you in today?

- Uh, my fin hurts.

- I see.

Well, I'll need to run some tests

to get your diagnosis.

Open wide, stick out your tongue,

and say... [vocalizes whale call]

- [vocalizes whale call]

- Fin-teresting.

How many jazz fins am I holding up?

- Two.

- Fin-teresting.

Let's test your reflexes.

- [laughs] That tickles.

- Fin-teresting.

As fully licensed pretend doctors,

we have a diagnosis.

Pause for dramatic effect.

And...

both: Hank has a sore fin

and needs to see a real doctor.

- And scene.

[applause]

- See, Hank?

Going to the doctor is no biggie.

- I don't know about that.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

[sighs] I appreciate all your help, fishies,

but going to the real doctor is still way too scary.

- But Hank, don't you wanna feel better?

- Yeah.

- Come on, little dude.

You can do it.

[soft music]

- When you're right, you're right.

There's only one way to fix my problem.

I need to swim away to a place

where no doctor will ever find me!

- Exactly.

Wait, what?

- Let's go, Rocky!

Bubble distraction!

- Oh, as far as dramatic exits go,

I give that a ten out of ten.

[all sigh]

- Whew, that was a close one, Rocky.

But no fishy will ever find us in the Kelp Woods.

[soft, curious music]

Welcome to our new home.

[ominous music]

So what should we do now?

Nice try, Rocky.

I meant what should we do that doesn't involve

me going to the doctor?

Great idea.

Let's build a fort.

[gasps] We can use these leaves for the--

ow!

[groans] Um, never mind.

Let's do something else.

Yeah, let's play pat-a-kelp.

That's our favorite game.

Here we go.

Pat-a-ke--ow!

[groans]

It's no use, Rocky.

My ouchie is preventing me from doing anything.

I can't play with my friends,

can't build a fort.

Now I can't even play pat-a-kelp with you.

[sighs] Maybe my friends are right.

Maybe I do need to go to the doctor.

Yes, yes. You were right too.

- Don't worry, son.

The doctor will be here soon.

- We're proud of you, Hank.

- Yeah, you'll feel a lot better after this.

- Mm, I hope so.

- Knock, knockity, knock, knock.

Well, hello there.

You must be Hank.

- Hi.

- And who do we have here?

- This is Rocky.

He's my best friend.

- Nice to meet you, Rocky.

You know, he reminds me a lot of my best friend, Poppy.

Uh, he should be around here somewhere.

Ah. There you are.

Poppy, what have we said about hiding behind

the patients' blowholes?

- [laughs]

- Now then, what do you say we take an X-ray of your fin?

- What's an X-ray?

- It's a picture

that lets me see what's going on

inside your fin.

- Um, okay.

- Okay. Now hold that pose.

And... [machine beeps]

Done.

- Wait, that's it?

That didn't hurt at all.

- [laughs] Well, of course it didn't.

Now let's see what we got here.

Ah. [computer alarm blaring]

Just as I thought.

You, Mr. Hank, have a sore fin.

- Mm, yes, I concur.

- What does that mean?

- It means that you need to leave this tape on

for a day or two, and you'll be good as new.

- [gasps] Hey.

My fin feels better already.

[all cheer] - That's a relief.

- Thanks for all your help, fishies.

And you were right.

Going to the doctor wasn't scary at all.

- Well, I'm glad you think so, Hank.

[laughs] Hmm?

What's that, Poppy?

Oh, great idea.

Since you were such a brave patient today,

Poppy and I think you deserve a treat.

- Ooh. Oh boy!

- [gasps]

A chum-yum?

Oh, my fin hurts too!

Can I also get a chum-yum, Doctor Sweet Scales?

- Hmm.

What do you think, Poppy?

- Poppy, be cool.

I'm trying to get a tasty treat here.

all: William!

[laughter]

[bright music]

- [gasps] It's happening.

Yes!

I finally finished my giant toothfish fairy puzzle.

- Whoo-hoo! - Way to go, honey.

- It's fin-credible, Dr. Shark.

I've never seen a puzzle this complex.

- h*, h*, h*, it was a challenge, all right,

but Mommy helped me see it through.

- I told him, "Don't give up

"when the going gets tough.

Stick to it."

[low rumbling sound]

Did you fishies hear that?

- It sounded like a sea beast.

- Actually--

[rumbling]

It's just our bellies.

I guess we're both a little hungry.

[rumbling]

- I hear ya, tum-tum.

We just need to find the perfect snack.

- Stop everything!

I just tasted the perfect snack!

Look!

[bright shimmery music]

It's called a white whale flownut.

The whole town's talking 'bout 'em.

[radar beeps] - That's right.

Fishies everywhere can't get enough

of these jellylicious flownuts,

made with genuine hydrospace jelly.

So good.

For one day only,

this mysterious white whale

is racing through Carnivore Cove

to share her flownuts

with as many fishies as possible.

Oh, there she goes now.

both: Whoa.

- William, are you thinking what I'm thinking?

- Yep.

[both gasp]

both: We need to find that white whale

and try those jellylicious flownuts

before time runs out.

- You have to be real lucky to find her.

There's no telling where she'll turn up next.

- Oh, we'll find a way.

Come on, William.

- Hey, nice puzzle, son.

[chomps]

Whoops.

Jelly fins.

- Dad!

[mysterious music]

- No sign of the white whale.

Where do we start?

- Look, jelly!

- [slurps] Mmm.

That flownut was so good.

It almost makes me wanna quit being bad.

[laughs] Almost.

- [gasps] Shadow, you found the white whale.

- Where is she?

- She just showed up over there

and gave me a delicious flownut,

and then disappeared.

It was jawsome.

Hmm.

Too bad you missed her.

There's no telling where she'll be next.

- Well, there's gotta be a way to track down that whale.

- [gasps] I've got an idea.

Chumby!

- [snorts]

- [laughs] Oh, good boy.

Chumby here can smell the flownut jelly

and lead us right to the whale.

- Great idea.

Get the scent, Chumby!

- [groans] - [slurps]

[sniffs, squeals]

- Follow that sea pig!

- [slurps] Mmm.

- Splish-splash!

These flownuts are so yummy,

I'm declaring today a holiday,

Flownut Day!

all: Hurray!

Mmm. So good!

- [pants] No sign of the whale or Chumby.

- [gasps] Look!

There he is.

- [snores]

- Chumby got a flownut?

Oh, he must have found the white whale!

- [burps]

- Oh, but now he's all tired out.

Well, looks like we're back to square one.

- Hmm, there's gotta be another way

to track down that whale.

[gasps] I know!

Briny, do you still have that whale detector?

- Right here.

[both gasp]

It will find any whale

without fail.

Try it out.

[detector whirring]

[beeps, chimes] - Krilliant!

- Now let's see if it can find the white whale.

[beeps] Whale detected!

This way!

[upbeat disco music]

[both gasp]

- Wait, it's just Hank and his dad

having a disco party.

- Ooh, yeah. Hey, Baby.

Hey, William. Can you dig it? - Sorry, Hank.

No time for funky throwback beats.

We're looking for a different whale.

- Ooh, ah.

- Hmm.

Oh. [chuckles]

- Wait, it's just the mail whale

sorting through his mail.

- Hi, mail whale.

- Hello.

- Let's keep looking.

Bye, mail whale.

[cheerful music]

[both gasp]

- Wait! it's just Briny again.

- Let me guess,

you forgot Carnivore Cove is full of whales?

- We forgot that Carnivore Cove is full of whales.

We'll never find the white whale with this.

[rumbling] - Whoa.

Baby, I don't know

if my tum-tum can hold out much longer.

- Tell your tum-tum not to worry.

We'll find that white whale.

- ♪ From across the sea she swims ♪

- ♪ That's where our tale begins ♪

- ♪ Today, one day, through Carnivore Cove ♪

♪ Leaving trails of sticky fins ♪

both: ♪ She brings yum-yums ♪

♪ For our tum-tums ♪

- ♪ Flownuts with the perfect taste ♪

♪ Of jelly from hydrospace ♪ - But wait.

You think we'll ever find her?

- I think we'll never stop trying.

both: ♪ Hail, hail, follow that white whale ♪

♪ She's here, she's gone, she's like a memory ♪

♪ A memory ♪ - ♪ Memory ♪

both: ♪ Hail, hail, we'll get our white whale ♪

♪ She's here, she's gone, but we will flow on ♪

♪ Beware and be there, or be a memory ♪

- ♪ Getting hungrier, we flow ♪

- ♪ We will race around the cove ♪

both: ♪ With a song that plays inside our brains ♪

- ♪ A sound no fishy should know ♪

both: ♪ It's the rum-rums ♪

♪ Of our tum-tums ♪

- ♪ She leaves at dusk, but ♪ both: ♪ Flownuts for us ♪

- ♪ Before that moment comes ♪

both: ♪ Hail, hail, follow that white whale ♪

♪ She's here, she's gone ♪

♪ She's like a memory ♪

♪ A memory ♪ - ♪ Memory ♪

both: ♪ Hail, hail, the tale of our white whale ♪

♪ She's here, she's gone, but we will flow on ♪

♪ Beware and be there, or be a memory ♪

- It's no use.

Every time we think we've found the white whale,

she slips through our fins.

- Aww.

I can't take it, Baby.

Everywhere I look, I see flownuts!

[dreamlike music]

- Me too.

♪ ♪

- [gasps] There's one right there!

Mmm.

- William, no! - [chomp]

Ouch!

Aww. It's no use.

She must have left Carnivore Cove altogether.

Guess we should just flow home

and forget about those flownuts.

[rumbling]

- No!

We can do this, William.

It's just like Daddy and his puzzle!

If we really want those flownuts,

we just need to stick to it!

- You're right!

We made a promise to our tum-tums,

and we're gonna keep it.

Hear that, tum-tum?

We won't rest until you've tasted

those jellylicious treats

with their fluffy dough, powdered sugar,

and genuine hydrospace jelly.

- [gasps] That's it!

She might not be in Carnivore Cove,

but we know where she gets her jelly.

both: Hydrospace!

- Come on! We're almost out of time!

- So why do you need to borrow our rocket?

- It's a flavor emergency!

We need to try white whale flownuts

before they're gone for good!

- [gasps] - You haven't tried

those jellylicious flownuts yet?

Prepare for liftoff.

[beeping]

Enjoy those flownuts, fishies.

[buzzer blares]

[both groaning]

[brakes screeching]

[serene music]

- We made it.

This has gotta be where the white whale gets her jelly.

- Attention, jellyfish!

Have you seen a magnificent white whale

who serves chumbelievable treats?

[all murmuring]

No? Uh, are you sure?

[all agreeing]

Oh, okay.

Thanks anyway.

- I was sure she'd be here.

So much for white whale flownuts.

- Did some fishy say "flownuts"?

[angelic music]

[both gasp] - Oh, my gills!

- It's her!

both: The white whale.

- [chuckles] Hi there.

The name's Wendy.

Did you fishies travel all this way

just to try my flownuts?

both: Uh-huh.

- That is some serious snack time dedication.

I'd say you've earned these.

both: Oh!

- Well, don't just float there.

Dig in!

both: Mmm.

- Whoa. - Chumbelievable.

[both laugh]

- Yeah!

both: Mm.

- So what do you think?

- My tum-tum couldn't be happier.

- Mine too.

- Then my work here is done.

Farewell, my fishy friends.

It's time for me to continue my eternal journey

of seeking out hungry tum-tums

and providing them with tasty yum-yums.

- Wow. - So majestic.

- William, we did it!

We found the white whale!

- Whoo-hoo! High fin!

Whoops, jelly fins.

- I guess we really did "stick to it."

[both laugh]

- ♪ It's the end, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ It's the end, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ It's the end, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ It's the end ♪

♪ Of our show ♪

♪ But don't go ♪

♪ Let's just flow ♪

♪ To the next episode of ♪

♪ "Baby Shark's Big Show" ♪

♪ Do, do-do, do-do-do ♪