Original subtitles

[theme music]

[birds chirping]

[light music]

[Emma] If I were an animal, I'd like to be a swan.

[Tim] And you'd live on a large river.

[light music]

[Emma] Tim, are they dancing?

[Tim] I think that's how they say they love each other.

[grunts]

[twigs creaking]

[Tim] Ah, if they're building a nest, that means...

[Emma] They're gonna have babies?

[quacks]

[playful music]

[Emma] Uh-oh. Daddy Swan looks mad.

[squawking]

[Tim] He must be trying to protect something.

[Emma] Mommy Swan's eggs!

Tim, why is she turning them over?

[Tim] To keep them warm.

[tranquil music]

[cracking]

[squawks]

[playful music]

[Tim] Aww, look.

-[Tim chuckles] -[Emma] They're so cute.

She can be called Fluff, the other one can be called Floof,

and this gray one can be called Fliff.

[Tim] Hey, Fluff. Don't peck on Fliff's foot.

There's room for everyone in the nest.

[playful music]

[Emma] Where are the babies?

Oh, there they are.

The water must be so cold.

Fluff's super smart, though.

If I were a baby swan,

I'd wanna stay somewhere cozy and warm, too.

[playful music]

[tense music]

[Emma] Hey, what's she doing?

[Tim and Emma laugh]

[squawking]

[cries]

[Emma] Look, Tim. Fliff's going off by himself.

-[Tim] Careful, Fliff. -[cries]

[squawks]

[Emma] Uh-oh. What does that big birdie want?

[Tim] I think it's called a cormorant.

[Emma] Off you go, Fliff, Fluff, and Floof...

[hissing]

[Emma] Daddy Swan looks angry at the big bird.

[cries]

[Emma] Come on, Fliff. You can do it. Go, go, go!

[Emma] All right, Daddy Swan. That's enough showing off for now.

[cries]

-[cries] -[Tim and Emma] Aww.

[squawk]

[cries]

[flapping, squawking]

[water splashes]

[Tim] "Flying lesson, how to take off."

[water splashes]

[Tim laughs] "I said take off, not be silly."

[playful music]

[Emma] I like the way he pushes up on his feet.

[wings flap]

[Emma] Uh-oh.

-[cries] -[Emma] Better luck next time, Fliff.

[Tim] He's trying his best.

[calm music]

[Emma] Don't give up, Fliff. You're almost there.

[flapping]

[Emma] That's it. Watch the others.

[calm music]

[Tim] Wow! Fluff and Floof are taking off.

[Emma] But what about Fliff?

[Tim] Don't worry. He'll be next.

[calm music]

[Tim] Look, Emma. His dad is helping him.

[exciting music]

[Emma] Come on, Fliff. You can do it.

[inspiring music]

-[Tim] Aw, yeah! -[Emma] Go, Fliff!

[Tim and Emma] Wow!

[Tim] Mom and Dad are very proud of you.

Well done, Fliff. You're all grown up.

[victorious music]

[squawking]

[Emma] Bye-bye, Fliff!

[squawks]

[tranquil music]

[Emma] If were an animal, I'd wanna be this wildcat.

[Tim] Actually, Emma, that's a genet.

[Emma] Hmm. I'm gonna call this one Gigi.

She's so cute.

[tranquil music]

[sniffing]

[Emma] Mm.

Something smells good over there.

Is she gonna find it?

[Tim] Most wild genets are shy when it comes to people.

[playful music]

[Tim] But I guess Gigi's not that wild.

[Emma] Look. She's so curious and quick.

[light music]

[whimsical music]

[suspenseful music]

[Emma] If I were a genet, I'd be just as sneaky as she is.

[Tim] I have a feeling someone's not gonna like this.

[Emma] This one's name is Tommy the Tomcat.

[sniffs]

[purring]

[suspenseful music]

[Emma] Careful, Gigi.

-[glass breaks] -[Tim] Uh-oh. Busted.

[Emma] Freeze. Don't move.

[Tim] He doesn't look happy.

-[purring] -[Tim and Emma] Phew.

[suspenseful music]

[glass breaks]

[Emma gasps]

[Emma] You did it, Gigi.

[Tim] Looks like the yummy smell wasn't coming from there.

[playful music]

[sniffing]

[Emma] Ooh, good idea. You might find some food in here.

[Tim] Eating Tommy's dinner is easier than finding her own.

[door opens]

[Tim] Or not.

[suspenseful music]

[Emma] Oh, no. I think Gigi's gonna get caught this time.

[Tim] Great. Just what we needed.

That cranky cat smells an intruder.

[meows]

[Emma] You won't catch her, Tommy. She can run faster than you.

[quirky music]

[meows]

[playful music]

[Emma] Gigi's on a mission.

[squeaks]

[sniffing]

[squeaks]

[Tim and Emma laugh]

[Tim] Whoa. Didn't expect a mouse to outsmart a cat and a genet.

[Emma] Sorry, Tommy. You're too late.

[Tim] I think he spotted Gigi.

[meows]

[clock chimes]

[Emma] "Told you. You can't catch me."

[suspenseful music]

[Tim] You're getting warmer.

[sniffs]

[Emma] Ooh, good hiding spot.

[meows]

[meows]

[meows]

[Emma] Hey, Tim, what's gonna happen?

[Tim] Don't worry. It's just a staring contest.

[growls]

[hisses]

[comical music]

[meows]

[meows]

[Tim] Not so quick on your feet, are you, Tommy?

[meows]

[growls]

[playful music]

[Emma] Sneaky Gigi. That's not yours.

[growls]

[sniffs]

[purrs]

[Emma] Where is she going?

[Tim] Home. It's almost sundown.

[Emma] Good night, Gigi.

[suspenseful music]

[Emma] If I were an animal, I'd wanna be a polar bear.

[Tim] That means you'd live in the North Pole.

[Emma] You see that, Tim?

[Tim] One brother and one sister. Just like us.

[Emma] I'm gonna call the girl Nikki and the boy Nanouk.

[Tim] Now that winter's over and the cubs are bigger,

it's time for them to leave their den.

[Gemma] Why is the mom digging?

[Tim] She's making herself a comfy spot so she can nurse her babies.

[Emma] Aww.

[calm music]

[Tim] Look, Nanouk's using his mom as a slide.

These cubs love to play.

[Emma] Their mom is so sweet.

[yodeling]

[squeaks]

[playful music]

[Emma laughs]

[moans]

[Tim] Ooh. Nanouk's smart.

He's figured out how to hold on to a tree for support.

[playful music]

[Tim and Emma laugh]

[Tim] Nanouk's the best at sliding.

[Emma laughs]

[Tim] Polar bear cubs are so playful.

[growls]

[Emma] Look, Tim. I think Mom wants to play, too.

[growls]

[Emma] Oops.

[growls]

[Tim] "Come on, kids. Let's go."

[growls]

[Emma laughs] Nikki's taking the lead today.

[Tim and Emma laugh]

[Tim] It's not easy to walk in the snow.

[Emma] Brrr.

If I were a polar bear, I'd be cold all the time.

[Tim] No.

You'd be warm and cozy in your thick coat of fur.

[Emma] Look. Mama Bear's protecting them from the blizzard.

[quirky music]

[Emma] Nanouk and Nikki have grown so much.

[Tim] They're still babies, though.

And they have a lot more to learn from their mom.

[bird squawks]

[playful music]

[Tim] I think Little Miss Nikki has had enough walking.

[Emma] Aren't they too old for Mama's milk, Tim?

[Tim] Not yet, but they're slowly learning to eat other types of food.

And now it's time for their first swim.

[Emma] They don't even have to learn how to swim first?

That's amazing.

[Tim laughs]

[Emma] "Come along, kids. It's time for bed."

[bird squawks]

[playful music]

[Emma] Is that Nikki? She's so pretty.

[Tim] That's her, all right.

She's off on her own like a grown-up now.

Well, sort of.

[Emma] Who's her little friend?

[Tim] That's an Arctic fox.

[calm music]

[Tim] When you're a small creature like him,

you'd be happy to have a big friend like Nikki.

[wind howling]

[Tim] There isn't a lot to hunt for on top of the ice.

But underneath...

[Emma] There's lots of food.

[elk mews]

[Tim] Hello, Mr. Elk.

[Tim and Emma laugh]

[Tim] Ah...

Nikki's making a nice, cozy seaweed bed.

[Emma] Like her mom taught her in the snow.

[calm music]

[Tim yawns]

[Tim and Emma] Goodnight, Nikki.

[light music]

[Emma] If I were an animal, I'd wanna be a warthog.

[snorting]

[Emma] Look, Tim. Are they playing in the sandbox?

[Tim laughs] No.

It's a mom warthog cleaning out her den.

[Emma] They kinda look like pigs but with big horns and flat noses.

[Tim] Exactly. These are the African cousins of pigs.

[Emma] Time for breakfast.

[Tim] Yeah. And did you know that warthogs are herbivores?

[snorts]

[playful music]

[Emma] Why is she walking like that?

Are her hooves tired?

[Tim laughs] No.

It's just easier for her to get to the grass that way.

[snorts]

[snorting]

[Emma] Aww. Look at this little guy.

I'll call him... Wilbert.

[calm music]

[snorts]

[Emma chuckles] I think he needs glasses.

[Tim and Emma laugh]

[Tim] Especially if he wants to see where his mom's going.

[Tim and Emma chuckle]

[Tim] Luckily, his nose will lead him.

Warthogs recognize each other by their scent.

[Emma] I guess his mama must be pretty stinky.

[Tim laughs]

-[Tim chuckles] -[Emma] Huh?

[Tim] Oops. She didn't smell him.

[playful music]

[Emma] He sure was thirsty.

[squeaks]

[squeals]

[lively music]

[Emma] Wilbert really gets along with his brothers.

[Emma] It's playtime for the warthogs.

[Tim] Actually, they're practicing how fast they can run.

For warthogs, that's their best defense against danger.

[Emma] Wow. He's so quick and nimble.

[Tim] That's right.

He's gotta be able to change directions really fast

to outrun a predator.

[Emma] Hm, Tim.

They look like they have springs under their hooves.

[snorts]

[Emma] But why do they run with their tails up in the air?

[Tim] They use their tails as a flag for danger.

[snorts]

[squeals]

[Tim] Looks like it's time to put your training to the test, kids.

[squeals]

[comical music]

[growls]

[Tim and Emma laugh]

[Tim] The student becomes the master.

[Emma] No one can stop them. Not even a cheetah.

[Tim] Even the jackal finds it funny.

[snorts]

[applause]

[light music]

[Tim] It's time for a bath, everyone.

[snorts]

[Emma] But it's a mud bath.

[snorts]

[Emma] That's the worst way to get clean.

[Tim] That's just what they need.

Mud to get rid of all the pesky bugs.

[Emma] That makes sense.

If I were a warthog, I'd love to roll in the mud.

[Tim] Me, too.

It's also refreshing on hot savanna days.

[snorts]

[Emma] You know, being a warthog isn't so bad.

[Tim and Emma laugh]

[Tim] Sure looks good to me.

[playful music]

[snorting]

[Tim and Emma laugh]

[Emma] Are they having a head-butting contest?

[Tim] Actually, when they rub that spot on their forehead,

it releases a special scent that tells them who the other one is.

[Emma] That's so weird.

[Tim] Looks like Mom is herding everyone.

-[Emma] To where? -[Tim] Back home to bed, of course.

[snorts]

[calm music]

[Emma] Wait.

Why are they going in their house backwards?

[Tim] So they can defend themselves if a predator sneaks up.

[Emma] Smart.

Sweet dreams, warthogs.

[closing theme music]