03x05 - Baby Talk/Putting On The Dog/Whistlin' Zowie

[bunniefuu]

[RATTLING]

SINGER: Way up high
In the Rolie Polie sky

Is a little round planet
Of a really nice guy

[UP-TEMPO b*at]

SINGER: He's Rolie Polie Olie

He's small and smart
And round

And in the land
Of curves and curls

He's the swellest kid around

-Howdy
-Howdy

-Hooray
-Hooray

SINGER: And in the land
Of curves and curls

He's the swellest kid around

He's Rolie Polie Olie

He's small and smart
And round

And in the land
Of curves and curls

He's the swellest kid around

-Howdy
-Howdy

-Hooray
-Hooray

SINGER: And in the land
Of curves and curls

He's the swellest kid around

And in the land
Of curves and curls

He's the swellest kid

The swellest kid around

Whee!

Whee! It's a whoop-do Ba.

You've very welcome, Binky.

All Righty, everyone,
I'm off to the market.

What do all my big bots want for lunch?

PERCY: Well, anything's all right.

Same for me.

Me, too.

Okeydokey.

Back in a bit.

Bye, hon.

Whoa.

[BABYTALK]

Whoa, there, baby Binky.

I'm never going
to get this leaky sink fixed

and keep an eye on you at the same time.

[BABYTALK]

Ow!

[LAUGHING]

Boys, I need you for an important job.

Fixer-upper helpers ready to help.

I need you to play with Binky
while I finish up in here.

-Okeydokey, Dad.
-Okeydokey, Mr. Polie.

[GIGGLING AND SPEAKING BABY TALK]

I was hoping Dad would ask us

to do something really neat.

Yeah, we're too old to do baby stuff

and Binky's too little
to do big kids' stuff.

No Binky, that's not Gravalage

Or whatever you said.

That's couchy.

See, you sit on couchy.

Gabba-eech.

Hey, that's what we can do.

We can teach Binky real words.

We know lots of them.

Yeah.

Okeydokey, Binky.

Class will now begin.

Ready, professor Billy?

Ready, professor Olie.

This is a fire truck.

Can you say "fire truck"?

[SHRIEKING]

Let's try another one.

Look, Binky.

This is an aeroplane.

-Can you say "aeroplane"?
-[IMITATING PLANE]

Aeroplane, Binky.

Aeroplane.

Maybe aeroplane's too hard.

Let's try another one.

Resproingolator.

Can you say

"Resproingolator"?

[BABBLING]

No. "Resproingolator."

It, uh, makes things, uh...

Well, it makes them go sproing.

Hey, I'm the teacher, Binky.

Twaa-da-lee-tees.

Twaa-da-lee-tees.

"Twaa-da-lee-tees" must mean "cards."

Binky's got his own words for everything.

Except no one knows what they mean.

No one?

Well, instead of us teaching Binky

Maybe we can figure out Binky-speak.

We'll be the only bots in the universe

who understand the secret
language of babies.

BILLY: Yeah.

And no one, especially grown-ups

will know what we're saying.

Yeah.

Cloddy-kee.

-Cloddy-kee.
-Cloddy-kee.

Okeydokey.

Writer-downer Billy to translator Olie.

Ready?

Huh? What did you say?

Okeydokey, translator Olie!

Let's learn binky-speak.

Boofy Soofy.

Something on the book
shelf's a "Boofy Soofy."

Boofy Soofy.

Boofy Soofy.

Is that a ball, Binky?

Boofy Soofy.

"Boofy Soofy." ball.

Okeydokey.

"Ba-ga-ya-ga" whatever.

I think it was "zim-boo-lee."

Hey, what do you know?

We're talking Binky-speak.

Ba-ga-ya-ga-zim-boo-lee

Boofy Soofy

Boofy Soofy

Wahble-itch

Wahble-itch

Yokeypokey

Yokeypokey?

Yokeypokey

Spin in the chair

Yokeypokey

Okeydokey

Feeling sicky

Pep-toe-icky

Pep-toe-icky

Pep-toe-icky

Ooh-ooh.

Coo-tic-pu-lu-ba.

Coo-tic-pu-lu-ba.

Lug nut butter.

Okeydokey.

Yokeypokey

Ba-ga-ya-ga-zim-boo-lee

Wahble-itch

Wahble-itch

Boofy Soofy

Pep-to-icky

Coo-tic-pu-lu-ba

Yokeypokey

Ba-ga-ya-ga-zim-boo-lee

Goodness me, hon.

What a set of pipes.

Couldn't have done it without
my two fixer-upper helpers.

OLIE: We had to baby-sat Binky.

We tried to teach him some words

but he ended up teaching us

a whole bunch of words instead.

Now we've learned a new secret language.

No one else in the whole universe knows

except Binky and us.

Well, I say you
hard-working boys deserve lunch.

What'll it be?

Chu-chick-fu-lu-baa.

Fo-lu-sop-sweca.

Yeah.

Chu-chick-fu-lu-baa.

That's Binky-speak, Mr. Polie.

Is that so? Sounds good.

I'll have what they're having.

Four lug nut butter and jelly
sandwiches coming up.

Golly, your mom talks Binky-speak?

How'd you learn, Mom?

All moms can talk baby talk.

Hold the crust with pickles on the side?

Okeydokey.

He said, "Okeydokey."

Well, what do you know?

We did teach Binky something after all.

Okeydokey. Okeydokey. Okeydokey.

[LAUGHING]

[SHRIEKING]

[BARKING]

[MEOWING]

OLIE: Spot?

Here, boy.

[BARKING]

Hey, Spot.

Hey, boy.

Settle down.

I've got a surprise for you.

No, Spot.

It's not food.

Pollie Pi's on her way over.

And she's bringing over
her new pet pooch, Fifi.

Hmm.

OLIE: You'll have a new pal to play with.

[YAWNING]

[SNORING]

What do you say
we give you a good brushing

before they get here?

Come on, Spot.

I want you to look nice
for Pollie and Fifi.

Not so, uh, you know, down and doggy.

[DOORBELL RINGING]

Uh-oh.

They're here, Spot.

They're here.

Hi, Pollie.

-Hi, Olie.
-OLIE: Hi, Fifi.

[BARKING]

Come on in.

Where's Spot?

He's... I think he's a little nervous.

I hope they get along.

Spot's a great dog.

I'm sure they'll be pals, just like us.

[SNIFFING]

[BARKING]

See? She likes him.

[YAWNING]

[SNORING]

[WHIMPERING]

I guess Spot must be all tired
from playing.

But let's go play in the yard.

Fifi knows all kinds of neat tricks.

Okay. You coming, Spot?

[SPOT WHINES]

OLIE: Spot?

[YAWNS]

[LAUGHING]

OLIE: Wowza-yowza!

What a dog!

[LAUGHING]

[BARKING]

POLLIE: Hold up the hoop, Olie.

Wow!

Now check this out.

Keen-o!

Spot can't even do that.

[GROWLING]

[GROWLING]

[BARKING AND SCREECHING]

Chasing cats is her favorite thing to do.

Dad says when it comes to cats,
Fifi's a super Cyber hound.

Looking spiffy, Fifi.

[WHIMPERING]

Bowlie's extra buffy.

Now he's going to look good
for all the balls at the alley.

Almost ready, Sweetums?

POLINA: Just doing my hair.

Hmm.

A little dab of orb oil.

[CHUCKLING]

Well, well.

Everybody's spiffing up today.

Ready, handsome?

Anytime you are, gorgeous.

[GIGGLING]

[SNIFFING]

[SNIFFING]

Is that Spot?

I think so.

Gee...

Spot sure put on the dog for Fifi.

[GROWLING]

[BARKING]

[SCREECHING]

[WHIMPERING]

What's the matter, Spot?

A little mud never bothered you before.

[GROWLING]

[BARKING]

[SCREECHING]

Look at him go.

He's amazing.

Well, everybody, we're all spruced up

and ready to go.

Oopsie.

Oh, Spot, you're a bad bow wow.

[WHIMPERING]

[LAUGHING]

Looking swell, Sweetums.

Looking fine, hon.

Guess you're right, Pollie.

Spot just had to be himself.

Yep, now they're getting along great.

[MEOWING]

[GROWLING]

[BARKING]

[SCREECHING]

[BIRD SINGING]

[LAUGHING]

ZOWIE: Coochi, baby. Coochi, baby.

[BIRD SINGING]

Birdie, tweet-tweety-toot

[SNORING]

[SNORE WHISTLING]

[SNORING]

[SNORE WHISTLING]

Pappy whistle.

Toot-toot-toot.

[WHISTLING "I'VE BEEN WORKING
ON THE RAILROAD"]

Mommy whistle.

Pretty, pretty.

[SQUEAKING]

Spot whistle, too?

Huh?

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

Huh?

The tr-tr-trembling t-t-tower
of trouble is finished.

Olie, Olie, Olie.

Olie whistle, too?

You want me to whistle again?

You know, I can whistle for real.

[WHISTLING TUNE]

Me wanna whistle.

How do whistle, Olie?

It's easy.

You... You... Hmm...

I don't know.

You just put your lips together and blow.

[WHISTLING]

Now Zowie whistle.

[SPUTTERING]

Try again, Zow.

[SPUTTERING]

[LAUGHING] Like this.

[WHISTLING]

See?

Gee, that was a close one.

Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

Zowie do!

Hey...

Let me hear that again.

Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

That sounds real nice, Zow.

But it's not really whistling.

Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!

Keep trying, Zow.

You'll get it.

More whistle?

[HIGH-PITCHED WHISTLE]

[WHISTLING]

[WHIRRING]

[SPUTTERING]

Aw, someone trying to learn
how to whistle?

Me!

Well, pumpkin, it's as easy

as blowing out candles on a birthday cake.

You just bunch up your mouth

and blow.

[SPUTTERING]

Aw!

Come on, let's give it another try.

[INHALING]

[EXHALING]

Ooh! My stars!

That's one mighty huff.

Here, let me show you.

[WHISTLING]

[PERCY WHISTLES A TUNE]

[WHISTLING CONTINUES]

Daddy whistle, too.

PERCY: Trying to whistle, huh, Zow?

You gotta squeeze that tongue
up against your teeth.

[WHISTLES A HAPPY TUNE]

[HORN HONKS IN RHYTHM]

[LAUGHING]

How's about giving it another Polie try?

[INHALING]

[EXHALING]

PERCY: Jumping Jupiters!

That's some blowing there, cupcake.

Don't worry, Zow.

With a huff like that,
once you get the hang of it,

you'll be a champion whistler.

Really?

You betcha.

[PAPPY SNORING]

[SIGHS]

What's wrong, Zow?

Your happy meter busted?

Zowie no can whistle.

Aw.

Whistling's a tricky thing, all right.

You know, when I was a young bot

it took a whole lot
of puffing and huffing

to get pucker-perfect.

Me want to whistle, too.

[LAUGHING]

Eh, just like learning anything new,

whistling takes practice,
practice and practice.

And then, just when you think

there's no wind left in you to whistle...

[CACKLING]

You're a whistling wonder.

Okeydokey.

Zowie practice.

[SPUTTERING]

Ah, that a girl, Zow.

[SPUTTERING]

[SEESAW SQUEAKING]

[SPOT GNAWING BONE]

[BIRDS SINGING]

[LEAF BLOWER BLOWING]

[SWINGS SQUEAKING]

[SPUTTERING]

[SPOT GNAWING BONE]

[SQUEAKING]

[HUFFING]

[SIGHS]

Aw, why are you in the downy dumps,
dumpling?

Me practice, but me no whistle.

Now remember,
it took you a lot of practicing

before you were my best
Pot and pan drummer.

All you got to do

is scrunch up those lips and pretend

you're giving a kiss.

[KISSING]

[SPUTTERING]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[LOUD WHISTLE]

Wow, what's that?

Eh... Oops!

POLINA: That's some noise.

[LOUD WHISTLE]

It's coming from Zowie's room.

[LAUGHING]

Zowie whistle, too.

Neat-o!

I knew you'd get the idea.

That's some power-packed puckering, Zow.

Zowie practice.

'Gain and 'gain and 'gain.

[LOUD WHISTLE]

Practice makes perfect you know.

But how about practicing
taking it down a notch?

Like this...

[SOFT WHISTLE]

Okeydokey, Daddy.

Me practice more.

Me like practice.

[INHALING]

No, Zowie!

[LOUD WHISTLE]

[RUMBLING]