Original subtitles

It is estimated that there are some 10 quintillion insects alive

at any one time. But forget about them.

This is about me, Lloyd. I'm a fly.

Look at that view, Abacus.

A wilderness stretching as far as the eyes can see,

filled with danger and teeming with life.

Ugh, terrifying.

Thank goodness we live indoors.

Abacus, call the picnic. I'm starving.

I thought you said you were bringing it, Lloyd.

Did I? Oh, yeah. I did. I forgot.

Well, we need the picnic.

The view's great and everything, but I can't eat it.

I'll go get it. No, no, no, Abacus.

I'll go.

No offence, but you do take rather a long time to get anywhere

with your lack of wings and everything.

Wait here. I'll be back in a jiffy.

OK.

Uh-ah.

Who's all that for?

Me and Abacus. We're having a picnic.

Just the two of you? You'll never eat all that.

Well, maybe not, but we like having choices.

I'd be surprised if you even get off the ground with that lot.

Watch me.

See, PB? No problem at all!

Ow!

Ooh, ouch.

It's picnic time!

What? My picnic!

Oh!

♪ Picnic time, picnic time

♪ It's pic-a-nic time! ♪ Whoa!

Whoa! Ah.

Oh, that was close! Aaaah! Ouch.

Hmm.

Ah! Ah! Ahhh!

Ow. Ow.

Hmm.

Lloyd?

Aaah! Ah!

Are you alright, Lloyd?

I don't know. Something's weird when I try to fly.

Ahh.

Oh, I'm all over the place.

Oh, oh, oh.

How about if you fly slowly?

Aaah!

Aw!

I don't know what's wrong with me.

Hmm.

Ooh, ah, ah, ah. Ooh, don't!

I think you strained it. Did you have an accident?

Maybe. I mean, who leaves a shoe on the floor?

Well, flying's out of the question until this is better.

What? But how am I supposed to get about without flying?

I usually just walk.

It's like I'm a prisoner of gravity! This is a disaster.

A total disaster.

Let's get you home so you can rest.

Home. And how am I gonna get home?

You walk.

Walk?

What, all the way?

That's what I do.

Well, yeah, you're right.

Walking's not so bad.

Not at all.

Yeah, it's a beautiful day for it.

And it's a quick journey by air.

It can't possibly take much longer by foot.

First thing to do is to get down to the shelf.

We can walk down the wall, but I usually just jump.

Then let's jump.

OK, so just try to...

...roll on impact.

That hurt.

Oh. Never mind.

The next jump is on to the bed. Nice and soft.

Aaaaah!

Lloyd!

That was not soft.

Oh. That was unlucky.

Next bit is easy, though.

Ah! Aaaaaaaaaah!

Are you OK?

Yes.

I'm just not used to walking this far.

I should have gone to get the picnic.

It's my fault. No, no, no.

Nobody could've predicted the shoe.

Come on. Let's do this. I'm feeling good.

Aaaah!

Let's walk down this bit.

Do you not get bored, walking everywhere?

I don't know any different.

Well, it certainly goes on a bit.

How do you pass the time?

I think about things.

I look around. Ooh.

Oh! I know!

I spy with my compound eye something beginning with F.

Oh, um... Family?

It has to be something you can see.

Um... far. What?

I can see far.

No, it has to be a thing. A thing you can touch.

Oh, like a noun.

A noun is not a thing, Abacus.

Yes, it is.

Well, I've never seen one.

How much further? Are you not exhausted?

No. Guess I'm used to it.

Walking is such a pain.

I rather like it. You see so much. Ooh!

I spy something beginning with S.

Oh, no. Not this shoe again.

Close.

It was shoelace.

Well, what do we do now?

Just climb over.

Ugh, no. I'm too tired for vertical surfaces.

I'm gonna go round!

OK. I'll wait on the other side.

Ugh.

Whoa!

Aaaaaaaaaah!

Lloyd?

What are you doing down there?

I tried to jump.

Did you take a run up?

No.

You should always do a run up.

Your wings aren't working, remember?

Yeah, I remembered that... on the way down.

Come on. Let's get back up.

But I can't fly!

We can walk up the wall.

The wall's back the way we came.

Look, let's not make this journey any longer than it needs to be.

We'll find another wall on the way.

Do you know the way? Of course.

I have an accurate mental map of everything above us.

Have no doubt, Abacus. We'll soon be back.

Oh, surely we should be back by now. My mental map is hopeless.

We're not lost yet.

As long as we're moving in the right direction,

we'll get there eventually.

You're right. Nature gave us keen senses

and an innate ability to find our way home.

And my senses say... this way!

This looks familiar. What do you think?

I think... we're lost.

Aaaah! I knew it! I knew we were lost!

I had an innate sense of it! Oh, this is awful!

No wings, no sense of direction, no future!

What are we gonna do, Abacus?

Sometimes I find it helps to just sit and think for a moment.

What could be worse than this, Abacus?

Lost and flightless.

I can think of a few things. Once, I was on my way to meet you,

and I got trapped in a shoelace hole

of Biggo's boot. What?

Walked around all the garden before being shaken loose

on the doormat with the mud.

Huh. You never told me about that.

It never came up.

There was also the time I fell in a bowl of cereal.

How did you escape?

I hid under a cornflake and leapt to safety

before the spoon went

in Biggo's mouth.

It was a close call, though not as close

as when I got trapped in a tin of pins in a pocket.

Wow. You've had some real adventures, haven't you?

I suppose you could call them that.

Listen! Do you hear that?

Up ahead!

Oh.

Ants!

Well done, Lloyd. That was some keen sensing.

This is perfect! We'll just follow them to the colony,

and then we'll know where we are!

Lloyd! Wait!

What?

Are you going to or from the colony?

From. Ah, right.

Ant colony, here we come!

Abacus, you walk everywhere all the time,

and all this annoying stuff happens.

Oof! But you never complain.

Why is that? I guess it's just life, Lloyd.

You get used to it.

Ah, here we are.

Oh!

Nearly home. Thank you, Abacus.

What for?

Getting me home, I guess.

Today was... an adventure.

And it's made me appreciate what you do every day,

just getting from place to place. I've enjoyed it, actually.

But I never want to walk or run that distance ever again.

You OK, Lloyd? Uh, the run took it out of me.

I'm gonna crawl the rest of the way.

I'll join you. A nice change from walking.

Thanks, Abacus.

I spy with my compound eye something beginning with A.

Ant? No, Abacus.

Not an ant. Antenna?

Close, Abacus. It has antenna.

Abdomen? No, but it does have an abdomen.

Ant? It's not an ant!

Captions by Red Bee Media

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