01x05 - This Little Pig/Hide and Go Beast/One, Two, Three

Episode transcripts for the TV show, "Maggie and the Ferocious Beast". Aired: August 26, 2000 – June 9, 2002.*
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A 5-year-old girl named Maggie creates her own map of an imaginary world known as Nowhere Land that, in reality, takes the characters nowhere.
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01x05 - This Little Pig/Hide and Go Beast/One, Two, Three

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♪ Maggie and the Ferocious Beast ♪

♪ In nowhere land

♪ To nowhere land

♪ Come along if you can

♪ Hey, ho, come on, let’s go ♪

♪ To nowhere land

♪ With Maggie and the Ferocious Beast ♪

BEASTGreat googly moogly.



MAGGIE"This Little Pig."

Hey, Ferocious Beast, want to play catch?

Oh, yes.

Throw me the ball, Maggie!

Throw it to me! Throw it to me!

I can’t. We’re missing something.

Missing something?

But we’ve got the ball.

And we’ve got you.

And we’ve got me.

Isn’t that everything we need?

(Laughing)

Silly Beast, we’re missing Hamilton.

Where is he?

Hmm.

Ah-ha!

Hello? Hamilton?

Are you there?

(Yawning)

Hamilton, what are you still doing in bed?

I’m still sleepy.

My nose is all stuffed up.

(Sneezes)

Great googly moogly.

(Blowing nose)

Oh, goodness, Hamilton. I think you have a cold.

(Sniffling)

A cold?

He should put his sweater on, then.

That would make him warmer.

No Beast, he’s not cold.

He has a cold.

He just doesn’t feel very good.

That’s right.

Now, Hamilton, you stay in bed

and rest until you feel better.

I’ll go and get you a glass of water.

Okay.



Hamilton?

What?

Do you have whooping cough?

What’s that?

Hmm.

I think it’s when you cough,

but it sounds like whoop, whoop, whoop, whoop!

No.

I’m just--

(Sneezing)

--sneezing.

Good sneeze, Hamilton.

(Blowing nose)

HAMILTON; Thank you.

You want to play catch, Hamilton?

No, I...

You can stay right in bed and I’ll just throw it to you.

No, Beast. Ow!

I don’t want to play catch.

Oh.

(Giggling)

Hamilton.

What?

Are you feeling better yet?

No.

Hamilton.

What?

How about now?

No.

Hamilton.

What? Your water’s here.

Oh. Thank you, Maggie.

You’re welcome.

Maggie, what can I do to help Hamilton feel better?

Well, orange juice is good for you.

Why don’t you squeeze him some orange juice?

I can do that.



(Giggling)

Oops.

Beast, I believe this is yours?

Oh. Yes, it is.

Thank you.

It kind of got away from me.

Oh, Hamilton.

Yes?

Do you feel better yet?

No!

Hamilton!

What?

I-- I made you some soup.
[ … ]

And I made juice.

I’m not hungry and I’m not thirsty.

I just want to rest,

so could you please be quiet?

Come on, Beast.

He seems awfully angry.

He just needs to rest.

We have to leave him alone so he can get well again.

(Slurping and gulping)

Huh?

Oh.

But can we at least give him a present or something

to show him we want him to get better?

A get-well present.

That’s a good idea.

Now, what can we give him?

Hmm.

(Hamilton sneezing)

(Squawking)

HAMILTONGo away!

Hamilton, we’re sorry to bother you again,

and we promise it’ll be the very, very last time.

We brought you a present.

Oh, a present? (Giggling)

Where is it?

Right in here.

I’m not sure I wanted that.

(Laughing)

It’s a poem.

Want to hear it?

A poem, for me?

Oh, yes.

We’ll need your feet for this.

This little piggy is a cook. (Giggling)

This little piggy plays pretend.

This little piggy reads a book.

This pig is our best friend.

BOTHAnd this little piggy

cries whoo-wee when we tickle his feet.

Whoo-wee!

(Laughing)

The title of the poem was "Get Well, Hamilton,"

because it’s no fun playing without you.

By Maggie and the Ferocious Beast.

(Sighing)

It’s a very nice poem.

Thank you.

Sweet dreams, Hamilton.

Ooh.

(Snoring)

BEASTI forgot to ask him

if he was feeling better.

(Maggie laughing)

MAGGIEBeast, let him sleep.

MAGGIE"Hide and Go Beast."

Hmm.

(Maggie giggling)

Hmm.



(Gasping)

(Laughing)

BOTHShh.

Hmm.

Where could they be?

The Beast has been it for a while now.

What should we do?

I know, we’ll give him a little hint to help him out.

Ooh.

(Laughing)



(Giggling)

Oh.

Ah.

(Both laughing)

(Beast laughing)

(Sniffing)

(Sneezing)

(Sniffing)

I see you, Hamilton.

You still have to find Maggie.

Hmm.

I see you, Maggie.

Aww, you found me.

Now, Hamilton’s it.

My turn to hide.

Hamilton is it,

Hamilton is it, Hamilton is it.

Hamilton is it-it, Hamilton’s it!

(Bush rustling)

(Squawking)

I don’t know. I'm it?

(Gulping)

(Wind blowing)

All alone in the dark?

Okay, I’ll be it.

Even together you won’t find me.

But Beast, we always find--

Okay, let’s count.



MAGGIEOne.
[ … ]

HAMILTONTwo. (Chuckling)

MAGGIEThree.

HAMILTONFour.

MAGGIEFive.

Great googly moogly.

Where can I hide?

HAMILTONSix.

MAGGIESeven.

HAMILTONEight.

MAGGIENine.

HAMILTONNine and a half.

(Gasping)

MAGGIENine and three-quarters.

They’ll never find me.

Ten! Ten!

Ready or not, here we come. Here we come.

HAMILTONAh-ha!

I see you, Beast.

(Gasping)

It’s just a rock

made to look like the Beast.

Clever.

Got you, Beast.

(Gasping)

He tricked us again.

Mind-boggling.

Hmm.



Where can that Ferocious Beast be?

He could be anywhere.

(Beast laughing)

Did you hear that?

Very peculiar.

He did it.

The Beast found the perfect hiding place.

(Laughing)

Not here.

Got you.

Not there.

Oh.

Or here.

BOTHNot anywhere.

We’re not going to find him, Maggie.

Let’s have some hot chocolate.

(Both slurping)

(Sighing)

(Sniffing)

Hot chocolate.

Great googly moogly, can I have some?

(Laughing)

Beast, where are you?

BEASTOver here. I’m hiding.

Hmm.

I don’t see him.

He’s become invisible.

Won’t you come out?

Please?

BEASTDo you have any more hot chocolate?

Yes.

(Giggling)

(Sniffing)

Mmm!

Amazing.

(Sniffing)

ALLMmm!

MAGGIE"One, Two, Three."

(Grunting)

Hi, Maggie. What’s in the baby buggy?

Why babies, of course.

Babies, really? (Gasping)

(Yawning)

Maggie, where did you get the babies?

Oh, they’re so cute,

and they all look alike.

They’re my cousins, and they’re triplets.

What are their names?

This is Max, Zach and Oscar.

Coochy coochy woochy.

(Laughing)

I think they want out.

Sure. I want this one.

That’s Oscar.

(Cooing)

Oopsy-daisy.

Oh. It’s going to take him a long time

to get anywhere that way.

(All laughing) Oh, I want this one.

Fine, you take Zach and I’ll take Max.

Oh...

(Baby babbling)

Not that way, Zach.

(Giggling)

Oopsy-daisy.

Oopsy-daisy.

Let’s play patty-cake.

Patty-cake, patty-cake...

Hold your hands up.

(Spitting)

(Laughing)

Maggie, Oscar threw dirt at me.
[ … ]

There, he’s doing it again.

Beast, don’t be angry.

Oscar’s just a little baby.

He doesn’t know any better.

He doesn’t like me.

Besides, I want a different one.

This one’s all dirty.

Try again, Max.

Patty-cake, patty-cake...

No, keep your hands up.

(Gasping) (Buzzing)

Oh, babies sure are a lot of work.

Why don’t you take us all for a ride, Beast?

Okay, all aboard.

(Baby babbling)

Let’s go, Beast.

(Babies laughing)



Stop. They want to see the swan.

(Babies crying)

Oh, don’t cry.

Oh, all right, let’s put them down.

(Honking)

Uh-oh.

(Babies laughing)

(Honking)

Quick, Beast, get Oscar.

(Gasping)

Maggie, he’s doing it again!

I think it’s time to go.

Oh, I know, let’s go back to my box

and I’ll make us some jelly sandwiches.

That sounds good.

Come on, everyone.

(Honking)

Oh, hold on there.

Oh, look, Oscar is trying to feed me.

I think maybe he does like me.

Thank you, Oscar.

Now, don’t move, Zach.

I’ll get a washcloth and clean you up.

Now, let’s get all that jelly off this little face...

and the hands.

Hamilton, I’ll take Zach and you can wash Max off.

Max, come back here.

After Max, you can wash Oscar.

And after Oscar, you can wash me.



Hmm.

Their shirts are all dirty too.

Maybe I should give them a quick wash.

Let’s get them dressed again.

It’s time I took them back home.

Now, this one goes on Oscar.

Oh!

Oh, no, what have we done?

What’s wrong?

Without their shirts on,

we can’t tell which one is which.

I can tell them apart.

This is Max.

No, it’s, uh...wait.

This is Oscar and that one is...

(Laughing)

You’re right, Hamilton. I can’t tell them apart.

What should we do?

We have to think.

Look, this one is crawling, so it has to be Zach.

Great googly moogly. You’re right, Maggie.

Fine, but which one is Oscar and which one is Max?

They both walk the same.

Now, are you Oscar or Max?

(Laughing)

You have to be Max playing patty-cakes.

(Spitting)

And this one is Oscar!

(Laughing)

(Cooing)

Hooray! The mystery is solved.

Just in time to go home.

(Yawning)

Goodbye, little Oscar.

Goodbye, Zach. And goodbye, Max.

Yes, farewell, little ones.

Come back soon.

Bye.

Whew. I am exhausted.

Me too, but I really think Oscar liked me.

I’m sure he did. And why not?

You’re a very likeable fellow.

(Yawning)

Thank you.

(Yawning)

You’re welcome.

Do you really think Maggie will bring them back?

I’m sure she will.

But not too soon, I hope.

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