Original subtitles

(upbeat music)

(engine revving)

¶ I was just sitting up in my tree ¶

¶ In my tree ¶

¶ In my tree ¶

¶ I saw a beautiful face was looking up at me ¶

¶ Up at me ¶

¶ Up at me ¶

¶ Oh, she had a cute smile so I asked her name ¶

¶ Asked her name, oh asked her name ¶

¶ And when we got to talking said she felt the same ¶

¶ She felt the same ¶

¶ That she felt ¶

(blues music)

¶ Maraschino da-da-da-dang ¶

¶ Weaves a web any size catch ¶

(crashing) (bugs grunting)

Eh, all right who's causing trouble there?

(yelling)

- I cannae see a thing!

- Oh, McBroom again, okay.

- How come everything is so dark?

(grunting) Help me.

(grunting)

Oh my, did I hurt you?

Did I?

- McBroom, what's this latest scheme about?

- Isn't that a nice hat?

- Ah?

- It is a wee bit tight though,

'cause if I put it on, I cannae see.

(chuckles)

- Look here, McB.

Santa Claus wears it this way.

- Oh?

Who is Santa Claus?

- Right, that's Father Christmas.

Play your cards right, next winter

you'll be hearing from him big time, oh yes.

- Oh.

- That guy, he has a giant sack of gifts,

and at night he comes around

and leaves presents for every boy and girl.

A pity the bad kids--

- This Santa, a man after my own heart.

- Due to their naughtiness, huh?

Hey.

(crickets chirping)

(plucky music)

(snoring)

(McBroom panting)

(birds chirping)

(sighing)

(sniffing)

(Flutterby screams)

(slurps)

(sniffing)

- What's this, geez.

Oh somebody is seriously gonna pay!

- Wow, jackpot!

How was I lucky enough to score a free dung ball

so early in the morning?

(birds chirping)

- Whoever did this has definitely put me on the warpath!

- You know I can't get over how gross that was.

If I find out who did it, he'll be sorry!

- Really sorry! - Hey!

Good morning you guys!

- [Both] Eww.

- I'm sorry McBroom, but I just can't take it right now.

See you both later!

- What?

- Hey McBroom, don't take it personally.

Here's what happened.

Somebody came to our houses

and left a bunch of nasty dung balls.

We all nearly died from the awful smell!

- Oh. (chuckles nervously)

Well, maybe Santa Claus brought them to you.

He does that type of thing, you know?

- But McBroom, how do you know they're from Santa?

- Um, actually I don't.

I just heard that he brings presents

to boys and girls in the night.

That's what I heard, that's right.

I gotta go do something.

Just remember, see you around.

- Oh dear, McBroom.

Why the long face, anyway?

- I'm a failure.

I mean, I went and gave them all my very best dung balls,

but their reaction was not okay.

- Well all right, look here.

You got off on the wrong foot, kid.

Bartle Bee's a guy who loves sweets.

Flutterby, she likes to look at beautiful things,

and you know how much Cosmo loves to eat.

And I mean a lot.

- Oh, yeah I think I get it, mhmm.

I think I can fix the problem.

All right, Bartle Bee loves sweet things

and Flutterby loves beautiful stuff,

and Cosmo enjoys a good snack.

(Bartle Bee screams)

- Who put my fabulous nectar on this steaming dung?

(Flutterby screams)

- There should be a special punishment for whoever did this!

- Now I like poop as much as the next guy,

but, but, but how could someone

stick all this yummy candy into it, ah who?

(sighs)

- No matter what I do to give them a good present,

they're never satisfied with my dung balls.

- This is really strange.

Why does this dung keep showing up in all our houses?

Who did it?

(McBroom crying)

- [McBroom] Nobody appreciates my dung.

- What's this then?

Hey, who's there?

- I uh-- - McBroom?

What's that thing you got on your head?

- Oh that?

Nothing. (laughs nervously)

- Let's have a look.

Hey, isn't that a Santa hat?

McBroom, why were you wearing a Santa hat?

- Um, I, well, um, well...

(birds chirping)

- So it was you all the time.

Well then, I'll tell you what.

Why don't you let me help ya?

- Huh?

You'd do that?

- Yeah, but first there's something I've gotta do.

See you tonight!

(crickets chirping)

(suspenseful music)

(McBroom panting)

(buzzing)

Let's go!

- Bartle, are they really going to like this stuff?

- Oh ooh, they will, no problem!

Now go!

- Yeah, huh.

(plucky music)

- Wow, it's lovely!

(snoring)

- Huh, ooh.

(plucky music)

- Oh, everything's delivered.

What the?

Santa's been here!

(laughs)

Oh great!

I knew it had to be Santa, oh great!

Huh?

Who knew?

You're all a part of team Santa Claus!

(laughing)

- Just like you.

- Hm, I love this flower.

It's really nice!

- McBroom, and you know what?

You can give me dung balls any day of the week, cake too.

- Oh.

(laughing)

(birds chirping)

- Wha?

Look at all the pretty colors.

Wonder what it means.

Huh, ah!

I think I know!

This must be a map to a great treasure chest,

and after I find it, I'll be the ruler of the entire marsh!

(laughs)

I better make sure to keep it safe

from the hands of that rotten frog

and all those mischievous bugs.

No one must know of its existence!

(laughs)

Let's get going.

Wait, I need an assistant.

I know, I'll get Dippy.

Almost finished.

That's about it.

- Cosmo, Cosmo!

Sir, I'm here.

Look, I brought three rocks and some clues.

Are we ready to go?

- Sure are!

Dippy, I believe that we'll go down in history.

Move out!

- Cool!

(plucky music)

(birds chirping)

¶ La la la la la la ¶

¶ La la la la la ¶

Me and Cosmo, making history.

Oh, Cosmo, are we there yet?

- Dippy, you see that?

We've reached the first landmark on the map!

So far so good.

- Right, okay.

So who makes that map anyway?

I mean, we could just go around the grass patch

instead of going through it.

Oh Cosmo!

(Cosmo groans)

Cosmo, you should be careful!

- No problem.

That'll leave a mark.

I was trying to find the landmark on the map

when your nudge sent me flying.

Just get me outta here, Dippy.

I hurt my wings and I chipped a tooth.

- Okay then.

Catch this!

- Okay, got it!

(Dippy groaning)

- That's a workout.

- Obviously we're heading in the right direction.

Ah, perfect!

It won't be very long now 'til we're neck deep in riches!

Come on, the treasure won't find itself.

(Dippy groans)

- I's don't think that's a real map.

(plucky music) (birds chirping)

Are we's there's yet, Cosmo?

Cosmo, I's got to use the bathroom.

- There's supposed to be a single log bridge

crossing a stream.

Let me take a look.

(birds chirping)

Hm, this makes no sense.

Where is the bridge?

I can't see it anywhere

- It don't matter, let's keep moving.

- No, surely it isn't the fault of the map I found.

You must not have been paying attention, Dippy.

- I was doing my best!

- Got it!

Now then Dip, go get me a stick.

- A stick? - And step on it!

- Whatever you says, Cosmo.

- I'm such a genius.

(Dippy groaning)

- Cosmo, will this branch work?

- Okay.

And now we're back on track.

- You sure about that, Cosmo?

- Of course, come on Dippy.

We've still got a long way to go.

- Uh, whatever you says.

Cosmo, wait up for me!

(plucky music) (birds chirping)

Ah, hoo, huh.

Cosmo, are we there yet?

- Um, there was supposed to be a pond, but I don't see one.

- Please, don't tells me you want me to dig a pond

just so the map is right.

- That's exactly what I want!

- And I was worried.

- Brilliant.

Ah, hey, who's there, hey who's that?

Stop, go, show yourself!

(plucky music) (birds chirping)

Well I guess the map meant where the dew falls from, yep!

I'm convinced, no rest for the wicked!

- Why did I agree to this?

Oh fine, let's go then.

(wind whistling)

(both groaning)

Cosmo, my legs gave out on me.

- So, quit crying!

You big baby!

Ah, no this ain't good!

- What's going on?

- Sh sh, you gotta stay quiet!

Just stay calm, the map says

there might be a monster around this spot.

- What, a monster?

(ominous music)

- [Cosmo] Dippy, get the ammo ready.

- I'm not seeing anything.

- Quiet, I have a sixth sense.

Just stay down and look around.

It's approaching!

(both grunting)

Ready secret weapon!

(ominous music)

(birds chirping)

That was a close one.

It's a good thing I was around.

Did you see that massive beast, with his giant claws?

- No I didn't.

- Dippy, let's get going.

- Wait, I can'ts move.

My legs still hurt.

- Fine then, you stay, I'll go.

(plucky music)

- Oh? Oh.

- [Cosmo] Dippy, Dippy!

Get over here you lazybones, I found it!

- What, I'm on my whoa!

Where is it, where?

- There, that flag, nice!

(both shout)

- I can't believe we found it!

(plucky music) (birds chirping)

(Cosmo gasps)

- Oh little red flag, I finally found you!

- We better start digging so we can find the treasure.

- You're right!

(both grunting)

Huh, is that it?

- [Dippy] What is it?

- [Cosmo] I don't know, I'll have a look at it.

- Are you kiddings me?

What is this, some kind of sick tasteless joke?

- Looks like we have another flag to find.

- What?

Well you ain't dragging me into this one.

- Hmph, well then lesson learned.

(yawns)

Hard work never pays.

(Dippy groans)

(pleasant music)

(plucky music)

(Cosmo groaning)

How am I gonna get out of this stinking garbage bucket?

(groaning)

Thought I could dig up some yummy leftovers,

but now I'm all stuck.

What bad luck!

Oh, that's it!

I'm gonna knock this thing over, even if I have to!

(yelling)

Oh that really (groaning).

Huh?

Oh great, the only thing in that

stinking bucket of junk was this lousy, huh?

A whole lot of junk!

Hey I know, I can fix up this junk

just good enough to sell to all the suckers in the marsh.

Not only will I be earning myself some extra food,

but I'll be cleaning up the planet while I do it.

How brilliant is that?

¶ La la la la ¶

I'm the smartest bug ever!

(birds chirping)

Whew, ah well looky there!

Check out this wheelbarrow.

(grunting)

Nice!

Now it's as solid as a rock.

All set!

(McBroom grunting)

It's McBroom, hey McBroom check it out!

It's a swap meet!

- Huh, swap meet?

Hey Cosmo, what is this little baby right here?

- Hey hey, easy now.

If you break it, you gotta buy it.

It's called a wheelbarrow, and if you want it

you'll have to trade me some yummy food for it.

- You mean I could use this thing

to roll around my dung balls?

Ha, that's great!

Thanks Cosmo.

- Aren't you forgetting something?

This is a barter and trade system, McBroom.

- Oh right, I left my dung ball right over there.

- What, are you kidding?

No, no way!

Take that filthy thing away!

I want a yummy snack, not disgusting dung.

(birds chirping)

- Let me see.

I've got some chocolate cake for you.

- Ah, chocolate cake?

That'll do.

- Well, so do you think I could

have that dung ball back, eh?

- Get out of my face, dunghead.

- Ah, all right, all right.

- Yummy.

(chomping)

(birds chirping)

Come to my swap meet!

You don't want to miss it! ¶ La la la la la la ¶

- If you've got some unwanted stuff, don't throw it away.

Give it away!

- What's all this stuff lying on the ground for?

- Read, it's a swap meet.

- Oh, what's a swap meet?

(plucky music)

(buzzing)

Hey, wow, what is this thing used for?

- That is just a straw.

It's used to suck water.

- Suck water?

Hey, sounds fun!

I bet I can suck nectar out of it, too.

- Huh, yeah whatever.

I'll let you have it for a small service fee, of course.

(gulping)

- You can just keep that honey then, bye-bye.

(hiccups) (sighs)

- Life is delicious.

This food for junk idea is absolutely ingenious.

(humming)

¶ And I would roll 500 more ¶

And this wheelbarrow is making my life a whole lot easier.

Huh?

(ominous music)

Oh, ah no!

My wheelbarrow's wheels came off, oh.

Ah, oh no!

(ominous music)

- Interesting!

This will make sucking a lot easier.

(slurping)

Strange.

I can't get the nectar to flow.

It's like it's broken.

Huh, what the?

It's got a hole in it!

Oh, that stinking Cosmo!

(buzzing)

Cosmo better have a really good reason

for selling me something broken huh?

McBroom, hey!

- Bartle Bee.

- Where are you going to carrying those wheels?

- It's that Cosmo.

He sold me a broken wheelbarrow.

My dung balls, they fell out and cracked in half.

- Really?

McBroom, that wheelbarrow,

did you get it because you traded food with Cosmo?

- That's right, how did you know about that?

- It happened to me.

I traded honey for this broken straw.

- Me too! - Huh?

Oh are you serious?

- I am, this morning I gave Cosmo my most special nectar

for this broken umbrella.

- Guys, let's go settle things with Cosmo.

(plucky music)

Take it back. - Take it back!

- [Flutterby] Take it back!

- What's this all about, my fine friends?

(chuckles)

My dear friends, please understand

that I'm a businessman with principles,

and there are no refunds.

So just take your items and go home.

- Cosmo, you're a thief!

You sold us useless, broken junk!

- Yeah, you were just lying to try and swindle

food from us, aren't you?

- Give us our food back! - Swindler!

- Cheater!

- I want my honey back! - Liar!

- Cosmo, you'd better hand over my nectar.

- Hey you crazy kids, what's all the noise about?

Sounds like a bit of a tiff.

- Grandma Nitty, she'll be our judge.

- Cosmo's a cheater.

He tricked us into trading our food for some junk.

- Oh. (chuckles)

Let old Nitty take a look.

Ah, look here kids.

Maybe I can help you out here.

Let old Nitty take a look at it.

- [Both] Huh, oh yeah?

(laughing)

(birds chirping)

(ethereal music)

- Ah, check this out kiddos. - Wow!

- Amazing!

Grandma Nitty, is this one of them

fancy merry-go-rounds I heard of?

(chuckles)

- That's right!

Now all I have to do is push right here,

and you have yourselves a merry-go-round.

- Oh this is really fun! - This is really great!

- Not here, wait, stop, stop!

Just hold on!

Before you guys have any more fun,

I was thinking we should name this merry-go-round after me

because I supplied all the parts for it!

- What, no way!

- That shouldn't be a problem.

You can name it anything that you'd like to, Cosmo.

But if I were running things,

I'd want to name it after the one doing all the pushing.

What about you, Bartle Bee?

- That's right.

- Ah, that's blackmail!

All right then, I'll do it.

(Cosmo groaning)

(all whooping, laughing)

(birds chirping)

(pleasant music)

(giggles)

- Oh at last!

Ah, finally the perfect bean to complete my collection.

Yeah, just right, yes you are!

(pleasant music)

(wind rustling)

(giggles)

What was that?

That's strange, I haven't seen you before.

Wow, you're special aren't you?

Great, time to make the perfect bean casserole.

¶ La la la la la ¶

¶ La la la la ¶

¶ Rollin' rollin' rollin' ¶

¶ Keep that dung ball rollin' ¶

Like my pappy said-- (Nitty humming)

- Oh, well now ain't you a looker?

- Hey Nitty! - Hey!

What's up?

- Good morning to you there, Nitty.

- Hi.

- I noticed that you have a bean.

Where are you going with it?

- Well, to tell you the truth, friend,

I was just on my way to take this to Flutterby.

(coughs)

- Oh Nitty, are you all right there?

You look a little under the weather.

- No McBroom, I'm really fine.

- Oh Nitty, leave it to me.

I'll deliver it to Flutterby.

- Ah, well it would be a load off of my mind.

- It's no problem.

Her house is on the way to mine,

so it won't be a problem at all.

- Oh McBroom, what an angel you are.

- Uh-huh.

- Just don't get any of that

filthy dung of yours on the bean, right?

No offense.

And you know that

because our Flutterby's a germaphobe, right?

- Whatever you say, I hear you.

Something about dung, right?

¶ Rollin' rollin' rollin' ¶

¶ Keep that dung a-rollin' ¶

You are a cute one.

No wonder Flutterby would love ya.

Yep, cute indeed, whoa.

Oh my, almost lost you for a second.

Oh no!

My dung ball!

Stop, ah!

Come back, dung ball!

After all we've been through,

you cannae do this to me!

(groaning)

Oh that hurt real, huh?

Where are you going?

Please get back here, dung ball!

(panting)

Come back here, bean!

(frantic music)

No you don't!

Yah!

(groaning)

(birds chirping)

(groaning)

Dung ball?

Where did you go?

Where'd the bean go to?

Nitty and Flutterby will be furious

if they find out that I lost it.

(birds chirping)

- Oh!

McBroom.

I thought you'd be rolling some dung balls.

- Ah, no time for dung balls now.

I've got bigger problems.

- What?

Forget the dung balls.

Hey, lay it on me, bro.

You think maybe I could help you out?

- Well here is the thing.

I was taking a bean to Flutterby when all of a sudden

I tripped on a rock on the ground,

and that's when my dung ball started rolling away,

and finally I caught up to it

but then at that time I noticed that the bean

was headed right for the dung ball and all of a sudden--

- Hey hey, look McBroom, take it easy.

Come on man, you're the greatest beetle

I ever knew, you know that?

- I'm just useless.

I couldn't even deliver a simple little bean.

- Ah buck up, buddy.

Start from the beginning.

We'll find it step by step.

- Really?

Hey, you're right.

I think that we will find it.

Oh I feel better.

- I mean, sure, but you gotta tell me

everything you did today

so we can retrace your steps,

but this time you gotta tell it to me straight.

I'm so easily confused.

- All right, well it all started when I saw Nitty earlier.

I didn't lose you yet, did I?

She was coughing like this. (coughs)

(plucky music)

- And then what?

- Well and then, I spent all day

searching everywhere, all of my dung balls,

but it wasn't there.

That's when I realized I lost it.

- I got it!

The answer was so easy!

- Oh yeah?

- Come on buddy, let's go! - All right!

- McBroom, hurry now.

- I'm coming!

(panting)

Come on.

(plucky music)

(birds chirping)

¶ La la la la la la la ¶

¶ La la la la ¶

This one's nice! - Flutterby!

How you doing?

- McBroom!

What are you doing here, McBroom?

- I brought you something, here.

- Hey!

(shrieks) - Oh no!

- Oh wait. - What are you thinking

bringing them here, huh?

I hate dung balls!

Just get them away from me, get rid of them!

- Wait a minute, Flutterby, you've got to hear me out!

'Cause I--

- Because he was trying to help.

McBroom was helping Nitty deliver you a beautiful bean,

but it's stuck inside one of his dung balls.

- McBroom, I don't care about your bean.

Just get those dung balls out of here, get 'em away!

- [Both] Ah, Flutterby?

- Do you hear me?

(whimpers)

- [Both] Ah!

- Flutterby! - Are you okay?

- [McBroom] Are you all right?

Wake up, Flutterby! - Wake up Flutterby!

- Wake up! - Wake up!

- Oh, oh good.

You're awake!

- Is that you? - Flutterby,

you've been asleep for two days.

- Say what, two days?

- That's right.

While you were passed out,

the bean grew into a beautiful sprout.

- Wow!

This is the most beautiful bean sprout.

- And it's all thanks to McBroom's dung balls.

- Uh-huh.

- Huh, I didn't know they could do that.

- That's right.

You know, if you'd like I can bring one of those dung balls

for you tomorrow.

- No thank you, it's okay.

(laughing)

(plucky music) (birds chirping)

(grunting)

- Oh boy it's hot out.

The sun is roasting.

I think I need a break.

Hey just stay there.

I cannae roll you again.

(plucky music)

- So hot.

Why is it so darn hot?

What smells?

Ow, my hand, oh I hate this stinkin' summer heat so much!

I'm going insane!

- Ah, too hot I can't breathe, why oh why?

I can't take it anymore!

I've gotta find a way to cool myself!

Hey, how's it?

What's with this heat?

Any idea how we can cool off a little?

- Hm, well you see, this is how I stay cool.

- Oh?

What on earth is this hole for?

I'm intrigued.

- Ah, it's mud.

It's cool, yeah.

- Ah, mud you say?

Ooh my.

- Wanna try?

So how do you feel?

- Yeah I feel a lot cooler, thanks.

But a little uncomfortable.

Actually, I can't breathe.

- Oh no worries, little guy.

You'll get used to it eventually.

- No I can't do this, you gotta get me outta here!

- Oh come on!

- No, please get me outta here before I...

- Bartle Bee, oh!

Bartle Bee, you okay little buddy?

- Oh no!

(birds chirping)

Huh, how's it going?

Wait a sec, what's that about?

- I'm doing yoga.

- Practicing yoga?

Tell me something, does it help make you feel any cooler?

- Oh yeah, just look and follow me,

but first you gotta breathe in

and then ooh. - And release.

- And then in. - And in.

- And then out. - Huh?

- And in.

Now work with me. - Oh, okay.

(groaning)

This is too hard!

Oh really, I can't do it!

- Cool it, now.

- Gee, ow.

I give up.

This yoga malarkey isn't really working for me.

I gotta find another way to cool down.

(birds chirping)

Ah, what a nightmare.

If this heat continues,

I doubt I'll make it through the summer.

(door creaks)

What's going on?

(yelling)

That was sore.

Say, what is this big thing?

That's weird, I've never seen such a gigantic closet before.

Ah!

It feels cool.

What is that?

Ah!

Oh yeah.

Ah, I know!

I'll go tell the guys.

- Come on, push!

That's right. (groaning)

Stop!

Now everybody, on my mark, go!

(all gasping)

- Come on guys, let's get our cool on.

(pleasant music)

Ah, just what I need.

- This is great.

- It's even better than the mud, yeah.

- I love it!

- Oh blissful!

(all sighing)

(giggles)

¶ And I would walk 500 miles ¶ - What's that smell?

It totally stinks! ¶ And I would walk 500 more ¶

- Oh disgusting!

- What a stink! - Huh?

Hi everyone!

Can I join you guys?

- Ugh. - Go away!

- Your dung ball's killing the good mood here,

please get it away from us!

- Huh?

Aww.

(pleasant music) (birds chirping)

(chuckling)

- [All] Time to chill out!

(pleasant music) (birds chirping)

(sighing)

- Strange.

Huh, why is the ice block getting smaller?

It's so hot!

Hey guys, scoot over.

I'm gonna join ya.

- Cosmo, there's no room, I'm sorry.

- Yeah, get down.

- I won't take up much space, it'll be comfy.

- Get off, Cosmo!

Get off! - That's right, get off!

- [Cosmo] Come on!

- Stop nudging me!

(yelling)

- [Both] Cosmo!

(chuckles nervously)

- Ooh, ow.

Look what you done, it's small!

The ice cube has melted!

- Golly!

I think it's melted!

- [Cosmo Voiceover] This frozen ice

ain't gonna last very long.

I gotta snatch it up before it disappears.

Then I'll be too cool for school.

- Oh no, he's gonna take the ice.

- [All] Huh?

- See ya! - We gotta stop him.

- [All] Hey Cosmo!

- Haha, enjoy the heat, losers!

- Get back here! - That ice is for everyone!

- Stop running Cosmo! - Cosmo stop!

- Please stop! - Give us back the ice cube!

- [Bartle Bee] We need to share!

(laughs, babbles)

- No one's as cool as me!

(yelling)

- It's mine! - It's mine!

- It's mine! - No!

- [Bartle Bee] Come on guys!

We can share it, come on!

(all clamoring)

- Just a little bit! - Come back!

- You give that back! - I've got it!

- Hey look over there, Flutterby!

- Huh, Cosmo?

Where, Cosmo you bad fly!

(babbles)

- You and me, baby.

No one will ever separate us again.

- Cosmo! - You crossed the line!

- Yeah!

- Now come on, give it back.

- [McBroom] That's right, give it back to us!

- Cosmo!

- What to do, what am I gonna do?

Well guys, it's gone.

(pleasant music) (birds chirping)

- Oh yeah!

Yeah, yeah!

- So I said to her, oh?

(yelling)

- That was--

- A snail?

¶ S-A-T-U-R-D-A-Y ¶

(yells)

- Right. - Now you better hand that

over to me, or else.

(yelling) - Whoa!

- Haha, flying sure is what snails do best!

Whoa! (laughing)

Hm, oh, oh!

Oh it was just, it was just a dream, oh dear.

- Hey Little Snail.

I've come to let you know that it's my birthday party soon.

- We really want you to come, Little Snail.

That's for sure, and we know traveling takes a long time

for you, so we're just letting you know in advance.

- Hm hm hm, oh thank you, thank you.

- So goodbye for now, and don't be late, tah!

- Hm, I'll try my best.

(birds chirping)

- [McBroom] Out of the way, out of the way!

- Ah!

(humming)

Oh oh?

Oh my, that was a close one.

(panting)

- Move it or lose it, slow-mo.

- Huh, ah!

- Parkour! - Ah!

Totally awesome, man.

Oh, why can't I be fast?

I want to be as fast as that guy.

¶ You'll never say hello to you ¶

¶ Until you get it on the red line overload ¶

¶ You'll never know what you can do ¶

You slowpoke.

(humming)

¶ Highway to the ¶

- Embarrassing.

Even a stupid caterpillar's faster than I.

(birds chirping)

Oh.

- Hey Snail, how come you're still here?

- Um, well, I um,

is there anyway I could be faster, like you?

You know, being able to fly, or running fast?

Well I, you know I make molasses look fast.

- It's okay, I'll go ask the other bugs for advice.

Don't go far!

- Well, that's easy enough for me.

(birds chirping)

- Um.

So then, you want to be as fast as we are, do you?

- Yeah.

- Good, I can help you!

Look here!

All we have to do is tie you to this rope,

then to a big old tree,

and we'll swing you there.

Once you feel the sensation of flying,

its magic should put a little pep in your step.

- Good idea!

(birds chirping)

(chuckling)

- Good, Bartle Bee, hold on!

(groaning) - I've got him!

- Oh whee, feels like I'm flying!

Let's go faster!

- Sure!

- Yeah, ah.

(groans) (Bartle Bee yells)

- Little Snail, are you all right?

- Snail, are you okay? - Snail, are you okay?

- [Flutterby] I'm sorry, it was my fault

the rope was too long!

Shall we go again?

- No way, not gonna happen, it's not gonna happen, no way.

- Well maybe someone else has a better idea.

(birds chirping)

Snail!

Hey Snail!

- Oh?

- Hey, over here.

McBroom will help you.

He's got a great idea.

- Yeah.

- Oh yeah?

- Right, sure!

I was inspired by my dung balls, as usual.

So, get inside of your shell.

- Oh, uh, like this?

- Exactly.

Okay, now we'll roll ya.

Bartle Bee, try to keep up.

- Come on!

I can fly!

- What's happening?

(pleasant music) (buzzing)

- All right, now we've reached the highest hill.

Hey there, get ready to rock and roll.

- Rock and what?

- Go!

(Snail yelling)

Keep going Little Snail! - Come on!

- Oh this is terrible, ah!

(frantic music)

(Snail grunting)

- Oh Snail! - Snail?

(Snail groaning)

- Oh boy.

(laughs)

- I don't believe it.

Of all the cockamamie ideas.

(laughs)

- You have a better idea?

- Of course I got a better idea.

You see, alls we's gotta do

is put a little bounce in your step.

- Hm, really?

(coughs)

- This'll work.

Wanna try?

(plucky music)

And away we go! - Oh my.

Hey, haha!

Oh yeah!

Oh?

Oh no, there's a big puddle coming--

(water splashing)

- Snail, oh no! - Oh no.

(buzzing)

I was never here.

(burbles) (sighs)

- Ah, I know!

- Yeah, now this is speedy.

The wind through my protruding eyes?

I finally feel free.

Thank you Bartle Bee.

Yeah, all right, hey!

(laughs)

- You're welcome.

Now you're really flying with speed, little buddy.

(laughs) Huh?

But um, oh no!

How will he find his way home?

Wait, wait!

Little Snail!

I'm coming!

- Ah, what a bummer.

Ain't nothing decent 'round here.

Hey, something's really shiny.

Huh?

What could this be?

I ain't never seen such a beaut.

(groaning)

Huh, wonder what it does.

Wow it spins, that's what I'm talking about!

Ah?

Huh?

(alarm ringing) (Cosmo yelling)

Oh it's too loud, my poor ears!

I've got it!

It's one of those alarm clock things.

(laughs)

I read about it in the newspaper,

and by read I mean saw a picture.

(groaning)

All right, another little turn here.

(alarm rings)

(laughing)

(birds chirping)

Worth the pain.

Hey Bartle Bee!

Check out this gem I stumbled across.

- Cosmo?

- You sound melancholy.

- Ugh, well I set out to gather the nectar

of some morning glories.

You see, they only bloom in the morning.

I couldn't get out of bed early enough these past few days,

and so I didn't get any.

- I could help.

- I wish there was some way I could wake up earlier.

You're sure, are you?

- Indeedy.

I already set the time for super early.

You ain't gotta worry about a thing, Bart.

Just head off into dreamland,

and I'll hit the hay too, goodnight.

- Oh? (clock ticking)

Oh!

- It's prankin' time.

Here we go, ha!

(alarm rings)

(yelling) - Ah, time to gather nectar!

Just gather nectar, where's my bucket?

Where is it?

Bucket!

(Cosmo laughing)

Cosmo?

Hey, just what do you think you're playing at?

Ugh, you're so immature!

- Ah, now if I could just remember where I put it.

- Where will be little Nitty!

Hey Nitty. - Oh hey.

- I got a cure for that old mind of yours.

- Ah, what type of cure?

- Behold, tadah!

An alarm clock!

- Now that sounds great!

You see, I'm going to Flutterby's today.

Is this thing reliable?

- Oh of course, certainly!

It's the epitome of reliability.

All set.

- Well that sounds okay.

- Not a problem, gotta go.

(clock ticking)

(Cosmo laughs)

¶ Spider-Man ¶

- Prepare to be shocked, Nitty.

¶ Does whatever a spider ¶ (alarm rings)

(Nitty yelling) (Cosmo laughing)

What happened? - I'm an evil genius!

(Cosmo babbling)

- I know, right?

Cosmo is unbelievably mean!

He doesn't even respect elegant older ladies like Nitty!

- Right, Cosmo needs a good walloping to sort him out.

- Hey guys! - Huh?

I heard what you said, and before you backstab again,

how about taking a look at this?

- I've no desire to even talk to you!

- That's right, all you're doing

is scaring folks off with that thing!

- No, this clock can save lives!

- [Both] Can save lives?

- Exactly!

If any bad guys come in here,

I'll scare 'em off with this alarm clock.

- Oh, okay.

So if we hear the alarm clock,

it means we must run and hide, yes?

- Exactly, trust me.

(plucky music)

(Cosmo chuckles)

This spot ain't too shabby,

so all I gotta do is keep an eye out.

(birds chirping)

Man, this marsh is boring.

(yawns) Oh man.

I know!

(Cosmo laughs)

(alarm rings)

Warning, warning, a giant bird

with three eyes is approaching!

Run for your lives!

He's getting closer!

Run to the forest!

(McBroom yelling)

(Cosmo laughs)

That was just a drill session, guys!

- Cosmo, you gotta warn us before.

- That's right, you're just messing with us,

and you and your clock can get lost!

- That's right!

I even lost my dung ball in a panic.

- Well what if I was telling the truth?

(bird tweets)

Sweet irony, a bird!

What do I do, what do I do?

I gotta ring the alarm, I gotta ring the alarm now!

This is much harder than I remember it being under pressure!

(upbeat music)

No, it's gonna ring too slow!

Oh the one time I actually need it to ring

and it ain't making a sound!

(alarm rings)

Come on guys, there's a bird coming, a bird coming!

- Cosmo, we shan't believe you

- You still better run and hide, it's right behind you!

- You could win an award for your acting, uh-huh.

Ah, ah!

- Bartle Bee, all right!

(bird tweets)

- Oh, ah!

Stay away from me!

Help me!

- Hey, little birdy!

Why don't you come on over here?

That dung beetle ain't gonna taste too fresh,

but check out this sweet tukus, come on!

All right, here's my chance.

(Cosmo yelling)

- Cosmo!

- Okay, let's get that fly. - Right!

- This is it, oh no, the end of my days!

Hold on!

(alarm rings)

(Cosmo yells)

- Cosmo!

(Cosmo groaning) Cosmo!

Cosmo, are you all right?

- Oh, really I'm fine.

- Yep, Cosmo you're a hero!

- Oh, so I'm a hero?

- Right. (laughing)

- Cosmo, you're like a knight in shining armor.

- Really? (laughing)

(birds chirping)

Oh something to eat, I gotta find something to eat!

Yeah, chocolate!

I can't wait!

(chomping)

Ah, delish!

Oh there's gotta be more goodies in this heap.

(plucky music)

What is this?

Huh, this thing is really strange.

I've never seen anything like it before.

This is so bouncy!

It's like one of them carnival rides

that those humans are always talking about.

That's it!

(dramatic music)

(humming)

- Morning there, Stick Bug. - Hey there, how you doing?

- Hey Walking Stick, how are you?

- [Walking Stick] Hey Cosmo, what's going on?

- Yeah yeah, come here.

- Sure, why not?

(buzzing)

- Flyer!

(air squeaks)

How'd you like getting air blasted?

- Hey if you don't let me down!

- I gotta run, more bugs to prank, right?

See ya!

- Cosmo, get back here! ¶ La la la la ¶

¶ La la la la la ¶

¶ La la la la la ¶

¶ La la la la la la ¶

(laughs)

- The perfect chance!

Hi Flutterby!

- Hi Cosmo.

(air squeaks)

(Flutterby yells) (water splashes)

(Cosmo laughing)

- Look here!

Little princess is all wet!

- You're a wicked fly! (shrieks)

(birds chirping)

¶ La la la la la la la ¶

¶ La la la la la la la la la la la la ¶

- [Walking Stick] Bartle Bee, help me out!

- Huh, who was that?

Nobody's there.

¶ Oh I love ¶ - Bartle Bee come back!

Don't leave me here!

- Hey, who's there?

- [Walking Stick] Hey it's me, I'm up here!

- Huh, Walking Stick?

What are you doing in the tree?

- This is Cosmo's doing.

He went and blasted me with some kind of futuristic air toy.

You gotta think of a way to get me down.

- Okay!

(groaning)

- There you go, catch you later.

Thanks a lot, Bartle Bee.

- My pleasure!

Future weapon, blasts air at you?

He never learns.

(Flutterby whimpering)

Is that someone crying?

(Flutterby crying)

Huh, it's Flutterby.

Flutterby!

Flutterby, look at you.

You're an absolute mess, what happened?

- It's all because of Cosmo.

He blasted me with air, and now, then I got all wet!

- Cosmo again?

Ugh, I gotta stop him!

(Cosmo giggles)

- McBroom, let's see if a blast of air helps you push.

- Cosmo, are you up to no good again?

- Bartle Bee, once again you ruined all my fun!

(buzzing)

- What the? - Take this!

(air squeaks)

Back for more pain, huh? (air squeaks)

(Cosmo laughs)

(air squeaks) (Bartle Bee yells)

Come on, bring it bee!

(Cosmo laughs)

- That weapon, it's too powerful.

All right, just you wait!

I'll be back to deal with you and your little toy!

(Cosmo laughs)

- Oh yeah, I'll be waiting!

(Cosmo babbles)

- That Cosmo.

I gotta think of a way to bring him down.

(Bartle Bee yelling)

Ow, oh what was that thing?

Ooh.

Hey, that's what I need!

(McBroom grunting)

- Rolling dung balls is the greatest way

to pass the day. - McBroom!

- Oh, did someone just call my name?

- McBroom! - Hey, show yourself!

- [Bartle Bee] Over here, McBroom.

- Oh man, that rock's talking to me!

I feel like I'm in Macbeth, this is bad!

- Oh come on, of course I'm not a ghost.

Come over here, come on, hurry up.

- Bartle Bee, what are you doing?

- I need your help here, come on, come on!

Blow this thing up. - Right.

- Come on, McBroom, you can do it, come on!

You gotta want it!

¶ La la la la la la la la ¶

¶ La la la la ¶

(giggles)

- Mm, that smells great!

- All right, let's teach him a lesson.

- What are you guys up to?

- Flutterby, come over here.

You'll want to hear this.

- What is it?

- It's Cosmo.

(whispering) (giggling)

- [Flutterby] That sounds great, you can count me in!

- [Bartle Bee] All right, let's all teach him a lesson.

(birds chirping)

- Oh yeah, life is dandy when you're

the king of pranks. - Cosmo!

- Huh, huh?

- Come and get your award.

- Huh?

- [Bartle Bee] And by award, I mean punishment.

- [Cosmo] Well if it isn't the losers.

- Cosmo, how about a competition?

- Oh really, Bartle Bee?

So you think you can take me down, huh?

- We're not afraid of you.

- Oh really?

Just let me grab little blowie here.

Well, who's first?

- Cosmo, you'll regret picking on me!

- And for getting me wet!

- All right!

- What? - Hey!

- You gotta be kidding me. - Are you ready?

- The lot of you ain't nothing!

- Okay. - All set!

- Go!

- I'm telling ya, you're asking for trouble.

- That's perfect.

- Move any closer, and I'll blow you into smithereens!

- [Both] We'll see about that!

- Fine then, I'll blast you guys good!

- All right guys, get ready!

- [Both] Right!

(air squeaks)

(wind whistling) (Cosmo yells)

- What the?

(all yelling)

- That's a long way down. - That's a long way down.

(laughing)

- Hey Cosmo, looks like you're the one filled with hot air!

(laughing)

(plucky music) (birds chirping)

(gulping, chomping)

(laughs)

- Yummy, I love you!

- Yo, whoa.

This has been a very productive day.

Now I can go home and spin this honey into gold, woohoo!

¶ La la la la la la ¶ - Yeah!

(dramatic music)

- That hurt.

- Bartle Bee?

What are you doing there, little guy, on my belly?

- You tell me!

I was just flying by when you hit me with cheese.

(laughs)

- I think you tried to eat my food.

You know how much I love my food.

(plucky music)

Oh, this place looks like a supermarket

that's been hit by a tornado.

Can you really eat all of this?

- Yep, this'll just last me the rest of the day.

I gotta find more before the day's done.

- What?

You've got to be kidding me!

This would last me a month!

Now that I think about it, no, no,

this would last me a year!

(laughs)

- I'm a big guy.

You see, my belly's in complete control.

- Oh boy, overeating will do you no good.

If all you eat is junk food, you'll gain a lot of weight

and your teeth will fall out.

Actually, how often do you brush your teeth?

- Brush my teeth, huh?

I never brush, I'm special.

I don't need to brush, hmph.

Go away, Bartle.

(birds chirping)

(screaming)

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

- Hey Joe, what's the matter with you?

- Hey guys!

We heard someone crying from across the marsh.

What's going on here, guys?

- Joe's the one freaking out, ask him!

- I was just sitting here,

eating chocolate bars.

- [All] What?

- I really don't understand your problem, Joe.

- Joe, open wide!

- Ahh. - Let me see.

Oh, you've got a bad tooth, Joe.

- Serves you right, Joe,

for hoarding all the sweets to yourself.

- Right, and you never brush your teeth, it's gross!

- Look Joe, as I see it,

we'll have to remove the rotten tooth.

- [Both] Mhmm.

- Remove it?

No way, I'm outta here!

- Wait Joe, Joe Croaker!

If we don't remove it, it'll be bad!

Let's get on it.

- Aha, I know!

Ready?

(whispering)

(plucky music)

- Ow, ow ow ow ow ow.

It's hurting.

- Listen, I'm going to slip Joe this sleeping powder.

When he's out, take care of that tooth.

- Right!

- Ow, ow, the pain!

- Hey Joe!

Open up!

Don't worry, you'll be fine!

- I'm not opening anything!

- Chill out, no one wants to pull out

that tooth of yours, Joe,

so I've got a special painkiller for you, here you are.

One dose of this and you'll be as right as rain in no time!

- That's gonna kill the pain?

- Yes, you can trust me, come on!

(gulps)

- Okay.

- Nice, it's working!

(sneezes)

(yelling)

(groaning)

- Disgusting. (groaning)

- Bartle Bee, Cosmo!

- The powder's all gone!

(sighing)

(birds chirping)

(snoring)

He's sleeping, now's our chance!

(snoring)

(birds chirping)

- Hey Joe!

You hear me.

- Bartle Bee!

What's that in your hands?

- All right, it's used to pull out teeth of course.

(yelling)

- What's going on?

Oh my!

- Relax Joe.

It'll be over in a second.

- If you struggle, it'll just make it harder.

- No, I'm not doing this!

Let me go!

(groaning)

Let me outta here!

- Did you get it yet?

- What does it look like?

(yelling) (upbeat music)

- Enough!

(shouts, coughs)

Ew, gross!

- Joe, are you all right?

- Oh I'm gonna get you!

Where'd they run off to?

Hey, you can't hide from me!

- Did you hear that?

Joe sounds really weird.

- Show yourselves now!

- Hey Joe, your mouth!

Your bad tooth is gone!

- Oh, is it really?

- Well that worked out pretty well.

- Look, it's Joe's tooth!

- Uh-huh, that's it. - Hey!

- Hey Joe, it came out when you fell.

- Let me see!

So, this is what a horribly rotten tooth looks like.

I told you pulling it out wouldn't be so bad.

(laughs)

(all sigh)

Now that that is out, it's time for a candy reward.

(laughing)

- Hey Joe, stop right there!

Don't do it!

Didn't you learn anything?

- Of course I did.

I learned that if I've got a sore tooth,

find a rock and trip over it.

(all sigh)

- It's finally over!

(upbeat music)

(Flutterby giggles)

(Joe groans)

(Bartle Bee giggles)

(Joe yelling)