03x20 - Zou the shopkeeper

[bunniefuu]

(bird chirping)

♪ Say hey say hi Say how do you do ♪

♪ To a fine young zebra by the name of Zou ♪

♪ Oh oh oh Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Meet Mom and Dad Nanna too ♪

♪ Grandma Grandpa all of you ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪



(whistling)

♪ I've got a friend in you ♪

♪ I've got a friend in Zou ♪

♪ I've got a friend in you ♪

♪ I've got a friend in Zou ♪



(giggling)



- Zou the shopkeeper.



- Bye!

- Thanks for your help, Zou.

Mrs. Zolli's going to go with you to Mr. Zoey's shop!



- Hello Mrs. Zolli.

- Hello!



- I said I'd do the shopping for Mum.

All on my own!

Butter, milk, bread; a newspaper for Grandpa.



(chirping)

No, I haven't forgotten, Poc!

And birdseed for Poc.



- Well, well! A very important job!



(bell chimes)

I'll wait for you outside, Zou. Happy shopping!



- Okay!

Hello Mr. Zoey!

Mum couldn't do the shopping today,

so she asked me to do it.

On my own.

So could I please have...



- Hello, Zou.



- Zak? Mr. Zoey? Is everything all right?



- Oh, hello there, Zou. Sorry, miles away.

Lovely day. Now; what can we do for you?



- Bread, milk and butter please.

And Grandpa's paper.



(chirping)

Ooh, yes. And birdseed.



- Coming right up.

(sighing)



- What's the matter, Zak?



- I asked Dad to take me to the seaside today.

We haven't spent a day out together for ages.



- That'll be fun!



- Yes. Except I can't leave the shop.

There's no

-one to look after it for me.

And birdseed.

It's on special offer this week, Poc.

Two for the price of one.



(chirping happily)



- I'm home! And I've got the shopping!



(distant animal cries)



(phone ringing)

Grandpa?

What are all those noises?



- My new mobile phone.

I'm just trying to decide on a suitable ringtone.



(honking)

- Ooh!



- Ooh. I don't like that one!



(chuckling)



(duck quacking)



- Poc? Was that you?



- It's not Poc

- Grandpa's got a new phone.



- Oh. Has he? Very nice.

And did you get all the shopping, Zou?



- Yes. But poor Mr. Zoey and Zak.



- Oh, what about them?



- Mr. Zoey wanted to take Zak to the seaside.

But he's got no

-one to look after the shop!

Hey! Grandpa!

Could we take Zak to the seaside instead?



- I've got a better idea than that, Zou!



- Yay!



- Sorry Mrs. Zolli! Can't stop! We're off to the seaside.



- Good morning, Mrs. Zolli.

Can I help you?



- Yes. You could tell me what's going on.



- Me and Grandpa have taken over from Mr. Zoey for the day.

Now. Is there anything you need?



- Yes!

As a matter of fact there is.

I could do with a packet of peppermints.



- Then walk this way, Madam.



(chuckling)



(bell chimes)



- Just because we're in charge doesn't mean you can help yourself, Poc.



- Our first customer, Grandpa!

Mrs. Zolli would like a packet of peppermints.



- Yes. They help me keep my concentration going when I'm on duty.



- Hmm... Mints, mints, mints.

Mints, mints... They must be here somewhere.



- It's all right Zou. Poc's found them.



- There you are, Mrs. Zolli!

One packet of peppermints!

Have a good day!



- Thank you, Zou. And you too!



(chuckling) Bye now.



- Ah! I've always wanted to be a shopkeeper!



- Fun, isn't it?

And here come our next customers!



- Hello!

- Oh!

Zou? What? Where's Mr. Zoey?



- Oh, he needed a day off with Zak.

So we said we'd look after things for him.



- Ooh.



- How may I help?



- We'd like a box of drawing charcoal please, Mr. Zou.



- Ooh! I know where that is!

I mean right away, madam!

Grandpa! Grandpa!

It's up there, Grandpa!



(grunting)

Whoops!

Phew.

Oops!



- There we are, Zena.



- Thank you.



- No; thank you.



- Bye, Zou!



- Bye!



- Hello!

Daddy's going to buy me a fairy princess dolly,

aren't you Daddy? The one with the magic wand

and the magic slippers and the beautiful blue dress with the wings and

-

-

not the dress, the fairy's got the wings and...

Where's Mr. Zoey?

Hello, Zou!



- Oh, hi, Zinnia! Hello Uncle Zavier.

I'm afraid Mr. Zoey isn't here at the moment, so we're in charge.

Aren't we, Grandpa!



- Now, where could it be?



- So; how may we help?



- Tell them, Daddy! A fairy princess dolly!

The one with the beautiful golden hair and...



- Steady on, Zinni

-pops!

Mind my phone.



- Here we are, Zinnia. One fairy princess dolly.



- She's lovely and I shall call her Britney Chantelle!

Thank, you Daddy!

- You're welcome Zinni

-pops.

Daddy's jacket?

And now: time for your ballet lesson, poppet.



- And Britney Chantelle can come too!

Bye, Zou!



- Bye!



(phone ringing)

Grandpa? Phone!



- I don't remember putting that ringtone into it.

Hello?



(indistinct chatter)

I'm sorry; I think you must have the wrong number.



- More customers!



- Hello, Zou. Hello.



- Mr. Zoey's taken Zak to the seaside.

So I'm looking after the shop for him today.



- Well, well, well!

Very grown up!

- Indeed.



- And how can I help?



- Well, we're after some paint.

For Zigmund's bathroom walls.

I suggested Giraffe Breath.



- But I think Spider Ear would be so much more me!



- Giraffe Breath and Spider Ear are colours.



- Yes. A sort of luscious, warm and vibrant pale grey.



- Oh!



- What, Zou?

- Grandpa!

Maybe it wasn't a wrong number!

I don't think that's your phone!



- Oh! It must be Zavier's!

He dropped it, remember? So where's mine?

Mr. Zoey said he was going to ring later

to see how we were getting on...



- Oh! And if you haven't got your phone...

Hey! Maybe Uncle Zavier took it instead of his!

Shall I ring your phone and find out, Grandpa?



- Good idea, Zou!



- But Mummy!

I don't want to go to ballet!

I want to stay and play with Britney Chantelle!



(duck quacking)



- Ducks!

Where are the ducks?!

I don't like them! Who let them...



(panting)

Close!



- Zavier, I think they're in your pocket?



- Huh?

(stammering)

Oh, but... whose phone is this?

Zavier speaking, how may I be of assistance?

Oh, Zou, it's you!



- So I think you must have picked up Grandpa's phone instead of yours.



- Well, how about 'Sunset on Sorrento'?

That'd look nice.



- Ooh, yes! How clever!

- Lovely!

I'd never have thought of that!



(screaming)



- Shall I answer it, Grandpa?



- Go ahead, Zou.



- Hello?

Oh! Hello, Mr. Zoey.



- Is everything alright at the store?



- Yes, everything's fine.

Yes... Bye!



- Bye, Zou.



- Mr. Zoey says he thinks we're being great shopkeepers, Grandpa.



- And your Grandpa makes a wonderful interior designer!

Such an eye for colour!



- And it looks as if your little bird is doing a good job

of cleaning up the counter too!



(chuckling)

- Poc!



(laughing)



(rhythmic music)