02x05 - Rupert and the Tiger's Eye

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RUPERTAww, but Dad, please?

Oh, I don’t know, Rupert.

Why don’t we see what your

mother has to say about it.

And if Mom says it’s

all right, then it’s all right?

Well, I don’t know.

If I say what’s all right?

Mom, Dad says if you say it’s

all right with you, then it’s

all right with him.

I didn’t say that exactly.

This is all very confusing.

Just say it’s all right, Mom.

Say what’s all right?

Rupert and Podgy want to

camp out in the woods overnight.

Now, I--

In the woods?

Overnight?

And you said it was all right?

No, I didn’t say that.

Well, it’s not all right with

me.

It’s not all right with me,

either.

Oh, well, then we agree,

dear.

I’m sorry, Rupert.

Aww.

I’m afraid you're a little

too young to be on your own all

night in the woods, Rupert.

I’m too busy this week, but I

promise I’ll go camping with you

and Podgy next weekend.

But the whole idea was that

Podgy and I would be on our own.

It’s not the same with somebody

old.

Old?!

Oh, you know what I mean.

A grown-up.

I can’t wait until I grow up,

then I can do whatever I want.

You’ll grow up soon enough,

Rupert.

I hope so.

You remind me of myself at

your age, Rupert.

Did I ever tell you about the

time my brothers and I wanted to

run off and join the travelling

circus?

Yes, Dad, you did.

I remember it as if it were

yesterday.

You see, in those days, the

circus arrived every year in the

late spring.

Or was it the late autumn?

Go on outside and get some

fresh air.

Okay, Mom.

The circus was called Jungle

Harry’s Travelling Safari.

Or was it Jungle Bob?

It was either Bob or Larry.

But that is Harry.

Or was it Larry?

(Laughing)

Oh, well, no matter.

(Yawning)

What a bore, camping out in

Rupert’s backyard in the middle

of the day.

How exciting.

Being young can be so dull.

I can’t wait until I'm ,

then I’ll sleep in the woods any

time I want to.

Well, at least we have some

provisions.

What did you bring?

Pickles!

Pickles?

Is that all?

What do you mean, is that

all?

What else do you need?

I don’t know.

But to go camping with just six

jars of pickles.

You don’t think six jars is

enough?

They’re giant-sized jars.

Even so, Podgy.

Oh, don’t worry, Rupert, I


brought something else.

Pepper!

Pepper on pickles?

You mean, you’ve never heard

of peppered pickles?

You know, "Peter Piper picked a

peck of peppered pickles"?

I think it’s "pickled

peppers", Podgy.

Ah, pickled peppers, peppered

pickles, what’s the difference?

Ah!

(Sneezing)

Wow!

What kind of pepper was that?

Pickle pepper.

Pretty powerful pickle

pepper.

Positively.

Let’s see what's happening in

the village.

Maybe we’ll find some action,

but I doubt it.

That’s odd.

The laundry looks as if it were

frozen stiff.

There’s Bill.

Hey, Bill!

Bill!

He’s pretending he hasn't seen

us.

What a snob.

That’s funny.

Never mind him, Rupert.

Come on.

Something very unusual is

going on today.

Come and look at this, Podgy!

I think you’d better come and

look at this, Rupert.

Either it’s just a slow day in

town, or something very unusual

is going on.

They’re all like statues.

Yeah, they’re all frozen like

Brussels sprouts or beans or

corn or pies or ice cream.

Professor!

Chocolate ice cream in

particular.

Constable Growler!

Podgy, they can’t hear us, they

can’t see us.

I know!

This situation has definite

possibilities, Rupert.

Everybody has just stopped.

Everything has stopped.

Time has stopped!

Podgy!

(Maniacal laughing)

Podgy!

Hi, Rupert.

Come on up and have some

pancakes.

They’re really fresh, but a

little undercooked.

What are you so worried about,

Rupert?

Time has stopped, Podgy.

We’ve got to get to the

professor’s workshop.

He might have some books or

notes about things like this.

Maybe we can figure out how to

get things back to normal.

Back to normal?

But I like it like this.

We can do whatever we want!

We can-- We can eat whatever we

want.

Bill!

He can’t hear me, Podgy.

That’s why he didn't answer you

before.

Poor Bill.

I’d never have called him a snob

if I’d known he was frozen in

time.

Don’t you see, Podgy?

We’ve got to get things back to

normal.

If we don’t, then we'll never

talk to Bill again.

Or Algy or Tiger Lily or anyone!

Not even... Not even.

You mean, it’ll be just you

and me, Rupert?

Forever and ever?

Boy, that’s boring.


Come on, Podgy.

There’s no time to lose.

I’ll never talk to anyone

again.

To my loved ones, to all the

most important people in my

life, like the butcher and the

grocer and the baker, and the

pastry maker.

I’ll never order anything from

them.

I’ll never even say hello to

them, or anyone.

Hello.

Hello.

(Both yelling)

Ah!

Run, Rupert!

Run!

Run?

From what?

We’re the only things moving

around here.

(Gasping)

Come back here!

Who is he?

Why is he chasing us?

I don’t know!

Maybe he’s the guy who stopped

time and froze everybody like

Brussels sprouts.

Maybe he wants to freeze us too.

He’s gaining on us.

He’s pretty fast for an old

guy, isn’t he?

Quick, Rupert, into the clock!

Clock?

What’s a clock doing--?

Oh, dang nabbit!

Ah!

(Yelling)

RUPERTWhere are we, Podgy?

We’re inside the clock,

Rupert.

I know that.

I mean, where is the clock?

How am I supposed to know?

I can’t see a thing.

(Coughing)

What is this place?

I don’t know, but there

certainly are a lot of clocks.

And that grandfather clock

brought us here.

So this must be some kind of

clock place.

Brilliant deduction, Podgy.

Thanks.

Maybe it’s a clock garage, or a

clock club.

A clock club?

Yeah.

You know, a club for clocks,

where you have to know a secret

handshake and stuff?

Only in this case, it would be a

secret second handshake.

Get it?

Look at that!

Wow.

I know what this is.

It’s a giant vending machine.

I don’t think so, Podgy.

And you know what you find in

giant vending machines, Rupert,

giant food!

You wouldn’t happen to have any

giant coins with you, by any

chance?

"Gone fishing".

Fishing?

Never mind, Rupert.

I’ll figure this thing out.

Podgy, I don’t think you

should touch any--

(Beeping)

(Yelling)

What have you done?!

(Yelling)

Don’t you know what that

machine is?

It’s not a vending machine?

Of course it’s not a vending

machine.

It’s the Master Clock.

It controls time for the entire

universe.

And you thought it was a

vending machine.

Then you must be Father Time.


Of course I’m Father Time!

Why else would I have all these

clocks all over the place?

Of course.

Who is this guy, really?

He is Father Time.

Names.

I’m Rupert, sir.

I’m Podgy?

I hope you two realise what

you’ve done.

Not only have you damaged this

Master Clock, you have also

interrupted my vacation.

We’re awfully sorry.

I didn’t know you took

vacations.

Once every years, whether

I need it or not.

(Laughing)

But how do you take a

vacation if you’re in charge of

time?

Isn’t that like a full-time job?

That’s easy, Pinky.

Podgy, sir.

When I take a vacation, I

simply stop time everywhere,

then I can go where I like, do

what I like, and take as long as

I like.

This year, I decided to do a

little fishing in Nutwood.

So that’s what happened.

That’s why everyone in

Nutwood is frozen.

But what about us?

Why weren’t we frozen in time

too?

Good question, Robert.

Rupert, sir.

You weren’t sitting in a tent

eating peppered pickles, were

you?

Yes.

And you both sneezed at

exactly the same moment?

Yes!

That’s why you weren't

frozen.

Something about the protective

qualities of canvas in

conjunction with the pickle gas,

the pepper cloud, and the reflex

nature of the simultaneous

sneeze that blocks out the

time-freezing rays.

I won’t be able to start time

again until I’ve repaired the

master clock.

Looks like there’s some damage

to the interior epochal grooving

mechanism.

Will it take long to repair?

Not too long, Richard.

Rupert, sir.

But it will have to wait

until I’ve finished my vacation.

But-- But we’ve got to get

back to Nutwood.

Oh, relax, Rupert.

We’ll just hang out here until

his vacation is over.

So how long do you normally take

on your vacations?

Oh, the equivalent of about

years, your time.

Seventy-five years?

But we’ll be old!

Yeah, and hungry.

Isn’t there any other

solution?

Isn’t there any way we can help?

Oh, no.

I make a rule of never

interrupting my vacations.

And I also make a rule of never

making exceptions to my rules.

Then it’s hopeless.

On the other hand, if I make

an exception in this case, it

could be the exception that

proves both rules.

All right, I’ll do it.

Yay!

I’ll fix things at this end,

but you two will have to go out

to the circuit board and throw

the main breaker.

We’ll throw it wherever you


want, and I guarantee we’ll

break it too!

What he means is, we’ll look

after it, Father Time.

(Laughing)

I love this chair.

Wow!

That’s Timeland, boys.

Now, all you have to do is

follow the path to the end, then

you just open the circuit board

and throw the main switch.

It’s very simple.

Let’s go!

Oh, Roger, Stuart.

Yes, sir?

One last thingwhatever you

do, don’t stray from the path.

Okay.

Boy, is that guy bad with

names.

Wow!

Isn’t Timeland breathtaking,

Rupert?

Look.

That’s the fastest apple tree

I’ve ever seen.

Come on, let’s eat!

But Father Time said--

Rupert!

Podgy!

Podgy!

Ah!

Ugh.

Hey, Rupert.

Podgy?

Can I drive you somewhere?

But you don’t know how to

drive.

I know I don’t.

But then how?

Don’t ask me.

I must be a fast learner or

something.

But it’s great, isn't it?

I suppose so.

Rupert, let’s go to the

beach.

Podgy looks so cute in his

bathing suit.

Who are you?

Oh, don’t be silly.

BOTHWe’re your girlfriends.

(Giggling)

(Both yelling)

Rupert!

Rupert, I want that report on my

desk in five minutes.

Yes, sir.

Right away, sir.

Report?

What report does he want?

I don’t even know who he is.

I don’t even know what I'm doing

here.

It looks like I’ve got a job.

Sorry I’m late, sir.

I think I’ve got it right this

time, sir.

Two cheese sandwiches, a carton

of milk, and a jam donut.

It was a jam donut you wanted,

wasn’t it?

Because I have a chocolate donut

here, and it only has a teeny

little bit out of it, sir.

Sir?

Rupert?

Podgy?

(Both yelling)

What’s happening to us?

It’s as if-- As if time were

speeded up somehow and our lives

are flashing by.

Ahem.

Could we please get on with

this, Podgy?

I’ve been waiting long enough.

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(Both yelling)

Hey, it’s my dad.

What’s he doing here?

Dad?

Dad?

That’s not your father,

Rupert.

It’s you.

Me?

(Laughing)

Podgy?


Is it really you?

It used to be.

You’ve got to do something,

Rupert.

Things are going far too fast

for me.

(Crying)

(Yelling)

Robert?

No, it’s Richard, Pinky.

I’m starting to get bad with

names.

Me too.

I keep thinking that there was

something I was supposed to do.

Me too.

Podgy, I remember now!

Time stopped, remember?

Yes.

And now we’ve got to get back

to that path.

We’ve got to throw the main

circuit breaker in Timeland.

Throw it?

I don’t even think I could pick

it up.

Come on.

(Both groaning)

Whoa!

Hurry, Podgy, hurry!

I am hurrying.

Father Crime!

It’s Father Time.

What took you two so long?

I thought you said you were

going to throw the main breaker.

Don’t tell me you strayed from

the path.

Okay, we won’t tell you.

When you weren’t here after I

made the repairs in the office,

I guessed as much, so I went

back to Nutwood to finish my

holiday.

You mean...

Yes, years of fishing in

Nutwood.

Seventy-five years?

Oh, yes.

Once you step off the path and

enter Timeland, time becomes

greatly accelerated.

You two have been gone for

precisely years.

(Laughing)

Oh, well.

Time to go home.

But we can’t go home like

this, we’re so old.

I’m so old, I'm not even

hungry.

Hang on.

I can’t go in there.

I can’t let my parents see me

like this.

Those are my parents.

Oh, yeah.

Did I tell you boys that the

accelerated aging process is

irreversible?

No, you didn’t tell us that.

Well, that’s good.

Because it’s perfectly

reversible.

All right!

We’ll be young again.

Thank you, Father Slime.

Father Time!

Sorry.

You go on home now, and

hurry.

I am hurrying.

Go on inside.

Your parents are waiting for

you.

But--

Goodbye, Rodney.

Goodbye.

Goodbye, Porker.

Boy, is that guy bad with

names.

Wait a minute, how could the

fish bite if they were frozen in

time like everything else?

Something’s gone wrong.

I’m still old and time is still

stopped.

Rupert.

Is something wrong, dear?

I’m young, I'm young!


Mom, Dad, isn’t it wonderful?

Of course it is, dear.

Do you know what I want to

do?

I suppose you want to go

outside and play.

No, no.

What I want to do most of all is

listen to your travelling circus

story again.

I thought you were getting

tired of that story.

Never, Dad.

Never.

All right, Son, you asked for

it.

You see, in those days, the

circus arrived every year in the

late spring.

I thought it was the late

autumn.

Perhaps it was early summer.

It wasn’t in the winter, I'm

sure of that.

Well, no matter.

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