01x19 - Reading the Mud/Unsinkable Molly Mabray

[bunniefuu]

Hey, everyone-- it's me, Molly!

♪Molly of Denali ♪

Let's go!

♪ She's Molly of Denali

[laughing]: Whoo!

♪ By plane or sled or snowshoe ♪

♪ She is ready to explore

♪ From Kaktovik down to Juneau ♪

♪ Always wanting to learn more ♪

Yeah!

♪ Together with her best friend Tooey ♪

♪ Always by her side

And Trini!

♪ Discovering the outdoors

♪ On adventures day and night

♪ Come along with Molly

♪ Molly

♪ Through fields of fireweed

♪ Come along with Molly

♪ Molly

♪ From tundra to the sea

Mahsi'choo-- let's go!

♪ Molly of Denali Yeah!

♪ She's Molly of Denali

♪ Come on ♪ Let's go!

♪ Molly of Denali

♪ She's Molly of Denali

MOLLY: "Reading the Mud."

♪

[phone chirps]Hey, everyone, it's me, Molly,

with my new best friend, uh... Mop.

Ugh.

Here in Qyah, the snow doesn't melt till the end of April,

which means...

[door opens, bell chimes]

Hello.

MOLLY: It's mud season.

[sarcastically]: Yay...

Just by looking at the floor,

I could tell you who's been here.

Those are Mr. Patak's prints, of course.

And these with the swirly tread marks

are Nina's.

[phone chirps]The ones with the jagged ridges?

Hmm... someone who likes candy bars.

[giggles]

I'm only buying two.

[sighs]

Time to get a-moppin'.

♪

Whoo!

[door opens, bell chimes]

Boy, are you lucky you've been inside all day.

You haven't had to deal with all that mud.

Tooey, ugh, I just cleaned that part.

Oops, sorry.

You coming?

Connie's ready to go.

Yikes!

I totally forgot.

♪

[turkeys gobbling]

Oh, thanks for watching my turkeys while I'm gone.

No problem!

Why does that one look different?

Different breeds.

Those four are Bourbon Reds.

And that's a White Holland.

In an hour, you can herd them into the coop for the night.

In the meantime, hang out,

grab some grub,

knock yourselves out.

[panting]

[turkeys gobbling]

Say hi to the whalesfor us.

Will do!

See you in a week!

[truck door opens, closes]

[engine starts, Suki digging]Suki!

[turkeys gobbling]

No digging.

♪

Aww, good girl.

TOOEY: Come on, Molly!

I challenge you...

[dramatically]: To ping pong!

♪ I accept

[panting]

[gobbling]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[both grunting]

[imitating announcer]: Tooey smashes it!

Into the net.

Molly wins again!

[imitating screaming fans]: Whoo!

Yeah!

Go, Molly!

[chuckling]: Yeah, yeah.

It's the turkeys' bedtime, don't you think?

Uh-huh.

♪

Atauciq, malruk, pingayun, cetaman.

That's all of them, right?

[gasps]

Wait!

Where's the White Holland?

♪

How'd that hole get there?

[panting, barks]

Suki!

You've dug an escape tunnel for the turkey?

[whines, pants]

Let's hope it's in the yard.

[whistles]

Here, boy!

MOLLY [echoing]: Tooey, it's a turkey we're missing,

not a dog.

Well, how do you call something

that doesn't have a name?

Oh, it has a name, all right.

Trouble.

Good one.

Trouble!

Here, Trouble!

I'm gonna make a call.

[phone chirps, calls out]

[sheepishly]: Um, hi, Dad.

And now we can't find it anywhere.

Hmm.

First, let's figure out what happened.

The ground has a story to tell.

MOLLY: Are those Trouble's prints?

DAD: Mm-hmm.

And you can tell it was going this way

because these are the toes.

MOLLY:Look!

The tracks go straight into the woods!

Don't worry, Moll.

There's plenty of mud.

You'll be able to follow Trouble's tracks.

Can you help us?

I wish I could, but I have to pick up a group

for a hike I'm leading.

Here.

TOOEY: Animal Tracks of North America?

♪

MOLLY: Ah!

It'll help you figure out what you're looking at.

Good luck!

[engine rumbling]

Thanks, Dad!

We should tell everyone to keep an eye out for a turkey.

Or tell one person and she'lltell everyone.

AUNTIE MIDGE: It's big, it's white, it's missing.

I'm on it, Molly.

[hangs up phone, clicks button]

All right, Qyah, eyes peeled and ears open

for a turkey named Trouble.

So this is Trouble's footprint.

MOLLY: "A White Holland has a long middle toe."

TOOEY:"Two shorter toes on either side pointing out..."

"...and a round knobby bit at the bottom."

And look which way it's pointed.

He definitely headed for the woods.

Race ya!

♪

And... we lost him.

[groans]

That's the last sign of Trouble.

Maybe he was picked up by aliens?

Hey!

Over there!

Whoa, that is one... big... something!

It kind of looks like your cat's paw.

Four circles.

Those must be the toes.

And the bigger circle must be the heel.

Hmm...

[gasps]: It is a cat!

A lynx!

Kaazene!

Tooey!

A lynx would think Trouble was delicious!

Maybe the track's old.

Maybe the lynx is miles away by now.

Well, we won't know until tomorrow.

It's too dark to see anymore.

We better head home.

♪

Poor Trouble.

This is all our fault.

Hey!

Going on a hike was his idea.

♪

Gotta find Trouble.

[panting]

Find him.

[dreamy music playing]

[sultry jazz playing]

[door opens, bell chimes]

MOLLY:Connie!

Back already?

Well, don't worry, according to these tracks,

your White Holland walked out this way.

♪

MOLLY: Then hopped on a moose.

♪

And here's where the moose started riding a unicycle!

[rustling]

♪

Trouble!

[gobbling]

♪

If you go looking for Trouble, you'll find it.

[gobbling]

[cellphone ringing]

The phone!

Trini's dad is out hiking by the lake.

Says he saw your bird.

Thanks, Auntie Midge!

[cellphone chimes]

Tooey!

Hot tip on Trouble.

Can your parents drive us to the lake-- like, fast?

They just left.

[groans]

And there's no snow for a dogsled.

Well, maybe not a sled.

[panting]

It's called Bikejoring.

It's a thing.

Uh-huh...

Really.

Hike![barking]

[cries out]

♪

[panting]

♪

♪

Whoa!

[splashing, bird squawking]

At least mud is soft.

If only it wasn't so muddy.

[groans in disgust]

[panting]

♪

MOLLY: Mr. Mumford!

Hmm?

Hello!

Auntie Midge said you found Trouble?

I-- what?

The turkey.

Oh.

Well, I told Auntie Midge I saw a big white bird

across the lake, that way.

♪

[gasps]: I think I see it!

♪

MOLLY [softly]: I saw him and now I don't!

♪

[yelps][honks]

[honking]

That didn't look like Trouble.

And those are

definitely not turkey tracks.

Yeah, but it's a bird for sure.

A goose maybe?

Or a... daazhraii.

According to the book,

that's the print of a tundra swan.

[water rippling]

Aw...

How are we gonna tell Connie we lost her turkey?

I don't know,

but we'll have to buy her a new one.

You can get one at the co-op for $. a pound.

[chuckling]

A frozen turkey?

I think Connie will know the difference.

TOOEY: Here's the last place we saw Trouble's tracks.

[gasps]

A boot print!

I didn't see that before.

TOOEY: Yeah, probably ours.

Not ours.

But I recognize it from the Trading Post!

Come on!

NINA: I was out photographing hawk owls last night,

when I saw the turkey and nabbed it!

You mean Trouble's been in the bunkhouse this whole time?

Yup.

I figured I'd keep it here

till I found out who the owner was.

How'd you know it had an owner?

Alaska's the only state that doesn't have wild turkeys.

You hear that, Trouble?

Alaska's no place for a turkey to roam free.

So, with Trouble back home,

I started making my own tracking guide.

Check it out!

All my family and friends are here:

Nina, Tooey, Mr. Patak, Dad.

Molly, don't forget about your otherfriend.

Mud season, ugh!

[giggles]

Hey, everyone!

Molly here to answer your questions about life in Alaska.

Priya from New York asks,

"How do you catch fish in Alaska?"

My friends in Anchorage are going fly fishing.

Take a look.

ALL: Hi, Molly!

GIRL: Today we were tying flies.

BOY: Richard is a fisherman

and he's teaching us how to make mud flies.

He even wrote some books about fly tying.

We are looking at the books

to learn the steps.

GIRL: A fly is a thing you put on the end

of a fishing line

when you go fishing.

BOY : Different fish like to eat different bugs,

so you should use different flies to catch them.

BOY : I want to catch a rainbow trout,

so the book says I should make a egg fly.

I saw a rainbow trout eat salmon eggs before.

I'm gonna be using this pink yarn,

so it looks like the same color of the salmon eggs.

GIRL: I want to catch a summer salmon,

so I made a woolly bugger.

It's supposed to represent a leech.

I'm going to use this chenille to make the body.

I want to catch a grayling, and the book says

I should use a bead bug.

I've caught fish before with a bead bug.

A bead bug kinda looks like a mayfly.

I'm gonna use this yarn because it's the color of the mayfly.

RICHARD: So now what we need to do is put hooks into the vices,

but be very careful when you do this,

and always try to have an adult around,

'cause the hooks are really sharp.

You take your yarn

and you tie it on right here,

and you wrap it all the way to the back.

This is the sparkle flashing for the legs.

It's supposed to look like legs on a bug.

GIRL: This is the woolly bugger I made,

and this is the one Rich made.

BOY : Rainbow trout will see my egg

and try to eat it.

BOY : Finally we got to test the flies we made

on the water.

BOY : I hope I catch a lot of fish with my new fly!

Mahsi'choo.

Thanks for asking, and see you next time.

"Unsinkable Molly Mabray."

[softly]: Hey, everyone!

It's me, Molly.

It's our last fire pit of the summer,

and Trini's dad is telling an amazingstory.

And the waves,

taller than I've ever seen,

tossed our ship like a cork!

[exclaim]

And that's when we saw it:

a whale rising up through the waves.

With a flip of its tail, it dove right under us!

What did you do?

I did the only thing I could do.

I climbed the mast,

and followed that beautiful beast through the storm,

and into a sea of icebergs that glittered like diamonds!

[exclaim]

Though that can't possibly be true.

Is that true?

It's what we call a tall tale, Tooey.

There's a wee bit of true and a whole lot of fun.

But I did see a ton of whales that day.

I want to sail the seven seas.

I want to see a ton of whales!

[dreamy music playing]

[dramatic pirate music playing]

Ahoy, Captain!

Avast, me hearties.

Yo ho.

♪

Argh, iceberg at :.

Argh.

Hold fast, ye scallywags!

TOOEY: Shiver me timber!

Shiver me sails!

♪

Argh, whales at every o'clock, Captain!

[whales blowing air]

[cheering]

[all exclaiming]

[sighs]: We are so gonna do that.

♪

So we agree, we'll build a boat and sail across the seven seas.

Uh-huh.

We have to builda boat?

We can't just borrow one?

People in Qyah only have canoes and kayaks and stuff.

We want a sailing boat.

With sails!

We start here,

on the Kantishna River,

and follow that to this bigger river,

the Yukon.

And from there, we sail to the sea.

Easy.

Uh, when are we doing this?

As soon as we build the boat.

I'm thinking that vacation's almost over,

and school starts next Tuesday.

We could do this in a week,right?

It'll take waymore than that, Molly.

Maybe two weeks.

Okay, plan B.

We build the boat now and test it on the river.

Then next summer, we go to sea!

That'll work.

No.

I have to visit my grandmother next summer.

Don't worry, we won't sail till you get back.

Promise?

Bump on it.

♪

[yelping]

Oh!

So where do we start?

With the boat-building books.

TOOEY: Boat Building Made Easy.

I like the sound of that!

Hmm.

Something like this could work.

Just a simple wooden boat and we add a mast.

Why don't you draw while you think?

Good idea.

Meanwhile, Trini and I will see

if there's anything about making sails.

MOLLY: Sail Like a Viking.

TRINI: Hmm.

Sing While You Sail.

How to Make a Simple Sail.

Yes!

Here's a book about sails.

Ah!

This tells you about keels,

which keep the boat steady, which means we need one.

♪

Let's have a sea monster on the front, like this!

And this has pictures of boat rudders, for steering.

And a flag with a whale!

And a mast!

And a chest to store doubloons!

We'll also need a jib!

Can I have a parrot?

And... done!

Ta-da!

Our ship!

Nizii.

That's beautiful!

This is gonna be great!

But how do we get the wood?

Do we have to chop down a tree?

I bet Mr. Patak has some wood we could use.

Let's go ask.

♪

MOLLY: "Gone to Anchorage

"for a woodworkers' convention and barbecue.

Back Tuesday."

Tuesday?

But that's when school starts.

You know, I'm thinking we don't have to build this from scratch.

What do you mean?

This part kind of looks like a rowboat, right?

I get it!

So if we can get an old rowboat,

we just need to add a mast and rudder and stuff.

Uh-huh, way easier.

Where are we gonna find an old rowboat?

TOOEY: I don't know what's weirder:

Mr. Rowley would want to trade his boat for spruce cones,

or that Trini had spruce cones.

Spruce cones always come in handy.

Well, we got our boat.

Let's get building.

[thunder crackling]

We're gonna need some place dry to build this.

[rain falling]

♪

Okay, so we've got the bottom part of our boat.

Technically, it's called the hull.

Wood, old flagpole for the mast, shower curtain for the sails...

Neeraahoojyaa!

Let's go!

We've got a boat to build!

♪

MOLLY: A little to the right.

Now left.

More.

More.

Perfect!

[all exclaiming]

I can't believe it!

♪ It's amazing

Let's roll her to the river and test her out!

[wheels squeaking]

[thuds]

ALL: Huh?

[thudding]

We need to build a bigger door.

Or unhitch the mast.

♪

Should be smooth sailing from here.

ALL: ♪ A sailor went to sea, sea, sea ♪

♪ To see what she could see, see, see ♪

♪ But all that she could see, see, see ♪

♪ Was the bottom of the deep blue sea, sea, sea ♪

[wheels squeaking]

Hold up!

[grunting]

♪

In Qyah, moose have the right of way.

Ah!

[wheels squeaking]

Hang on!

♪

Okay, move 'em out!

[wheels squeaking]

Wait![groans]

[snorts]

♪

ALL: ♪ A sailor went to sea, sea, sea ♪

♪ To see what she could see, see, see ♪

[kids groaning and panting]

[straining]

Why is this so heavy?

Huh?

BOTH: Trini...

What?

Land sailing is hard. [chuckles]

♪

[panting]

[groaning and panting]

[straining]

[breathing heavily]

I'm tired of sailing and we haven't even started yet.

[wheels squeaking]

Wait, who's pushing the boat?

Not me!Not me!

♪

MOLLY: Runaway boat!

Grab it!

[shrieking]

MOLLY: The river!

Hang on!

I can't keep up!

Whoa, whoa, whoa![yelps]

[straining]

♪

Whoa!

♪

It looks perfect.

It's right where we want it.

[bubbling]

[gasps]

It's sinking!

No!

[bubbling]

It's sunk.

DANIEL: What are you all up to?

Hmm, what's that?

MOLLY: Our boat, for sailing the seven seas.

Ah.

Can you help us pull it out?

Sure thing.

♪

DANIEL: One... two...

Heave!

KIDS: Ho!

Heave!

KIDS: Ho!

Heave!

Whoa![water splashes]

♪

[croaks]

Maybe we can rebuild it?

Well, if you do,

you should know that duct tape's not waterproof.

Plus, you'll need canvas for the sails.

Anything else we should know?

A lot of little things,

if you don't mind me helping.

Help is good.

We lovehelp.

We could build a new seaworthy boat over the winter--

together.

[exclaiming]You're the best, Dad!

When summer comes, can we sail it to the sea?

[chuckles]: I can't guarantee that.

But we can sail it on the lake.

After you learn to sail, of course.

[kids cheering]

What do we do with this boat?

Ahoy there, mates!

Do you spy an iceberg?

I spy ten icebergs, mate!

Wait, I thought I was the captain and you were the mate.

I don't know why you thought that.

Monster whale about to land.

Look out below!

[dramatic pirate music playing]

[whales blowing air]

ALL: ♪ A sailor went to sea, sea, sea ♪

♪ To see what she could see, see, see ♪

♪ But all that she could see, see, see ♪

♪ Was the bottom of the deep blue sea, sea, sea ♪

♪