Family Meeting ( Script)

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BLUEY: You did! BANDIT: I didn't! You did! I did not! Did! Hey! What's going on? Dad blew off right in my face! I did not. Ohh! Bandit, that's a new low! I didn't do it! Why doesn't anyone believe me? Because you're the king of fluffies. I know how to settle this. Yeah! Whack him! What? No. (KNOCKS BENCH) Family meeting! BOTH: Oh. This episode of Bluey is called Family Meeting. Time to pay, fluffer king. Sorry, I just had to put my curlers in. (KNOCKS TABLE) Alright! Three rules - one person talks at a time, everyone says 'fluffy' when talking about Dad's...fluffy... ALLEGED fluffy. ..and, most importantly, everyone tells the truth. Yes, you. Do we say "Dad fluffied" or "Dad fluffed"? Allegedly. Either. What about, "He was baking brownies"? Allegedly! (KNOCKS TABLE) Enough! What does 'allegebly' mean? It means you both get to tell your side of the story and then I decide who's telling the truth. OK? Yes, Your Honour. Ooh, I like THAT. Fourth rule - everyone calls me Your Honour. OK, Bluey, you first. Yes, Your Honour. It all happened this morning. Mum, this is you asleep. This is me. And where was Dad? (LAUGHS) Here! Hey! Your Honour! I'll allow it. So, I was just here, um... doing something, and Dad got out of bed, turned and fluffied right in my face! Brrp! (MOCK-COUGHS) Well, I've heard enough. Hey, hang on! Oh, yeah, YOUR side. Make it quick. Here, give them here. Check it. Mum was here sleeping, looking gorgeous as usual. Oh, well... (GIGGLES) Hey! You're trying to make Mum like you more! I got up, went downstairs and got embroiled in this mess. Hey! What? You missed the bit where you fluffied. Allegebly. It just doesn't sound like the sort of thing I'd do. OTHERS: Oh! Yes, it does! What?! Hey, Bingo, pull my finger. OK. CHILLI AND BLUEY: Bingo, no! Well, fair enough. But on the morning of THIS morning, I did NOT bake a brownie. Ooh! I've got an idea. (CLEARS THROAT) Is this what you had for breakfast yesterday? Baked beans on wheat toast? Yep. Bingo, what's the fluffy level on this? Doo-doo-doop. High. Thank you. And then what did you have for lunch, Mr Heeler? Uh... Just some, um...sauerkraut. Excuse me? Sauerkraut. Bingo, fluffy level? Doo-doo-doo-doop. Now, we had dinner at Indie's house, didn't we? Yep. Can you tell us what you ate? Uh... I'm not sure I ate much. Mr Heeler! OK. I had a vegan nut roast. Oh, dear. Anything else? Uh... Nothing comes to mind. Really? Nothing from the petrol station on the way home? That might have come in this tray?! (GASPS) Oh, well, maybe I had a pie. Oh, Bandit. Well, all I'd had was nut roast! Bingo, where is the fluffy meter now? Boo-loo-doo-doop. At the top. Sounds like you were ready to blow. My food choices are not on trial! (KNOCKS) Bingo, on the morning of this morning, did you see Dad fluffy in my face? Yes, I did. Oh, what?! Bingo, you weren't even there! (GIGGLES) Yes, I was! Thank you, Bingo. You can leave. (WHISPERS) Here's your lollipop. (SQUEALS) Hey! Your Honour! Bingo, are you fibbing to get a lollipop? Yes. (GIGGLES) Give me that. Ohh. Everyone forget that bit. Bluey, that has not helped your case. Remember - the truth will set you free. OK, Mum. (CLEARS THROAT) I would like to call on... ..Mum! (BLUEY AND BINGO GASP) Me?! Mrs Heeler, on the morning of this morning, you didn't hear me fluffy, did you? No. Let's repeat that. You didn't hear me fluffy. 'Cause she was asleep! Yeah. Well, I wasn't asleep, I was dozing. I mean, I heard you get up and move the bedside table. What? Oh, really? Tell me about this bedside table. Um... No further questions, Your Honour. You can go now. Come on, get. Well, Dad charges the tablet on his bedside table at night, and sometimes he knocks it off when he gets up and he has to move the table to get it. And it makes this horrible scraping sound, like... (GROANS) Oh, no. He didn't move the table! That sound was the fluffy! Argh! Bandit! Well, maybe we should hear from, uh...that guy! ALL: What guy? Argh! BOTH: (YELP) He's running away! Get him, kids! You'll never get me alive! (GRUNTS) (BOTH GIGGLE) Argh! Freedom! (BOTH GIGGLE) (GRUNTS, LAUGHS) Get off me! (BOTH GIGGLE) Get! (LAUGHS) (KNOCKS) Is there something you'd like to say? Whoever smelt it dealt it? Mr Heeler! OK, OK! I fluffied. In your child's face. Her face is at bum level. It's hard NOT to. Well, I seem to manage. Oh, like you don't bake the odd brownie. Bandit! That could have been me! (KNOCKS) I sentence you to one hour of playing horsey ride with the defendant and her sister. BLUEY AND BINGO: Hooray! See, Bluey? The truth will set you free. Well, let's test that out, shall we? I have one last question. OK. The truth is gonna set someone free. Bluey, what were you DOING at bum level on the morning of this morning? Oh! Uh... Bluey? OK. I was playing computer games on the tablet. (GASPS) Even though Mum said you weren't allowed to play computer games until the weekend? (GIGGLES) Yes. Bluey Christine Heeler! (KNOCKS) I sentence BOTH of you to horsey rides! Saddle up, Bingo. Hooray! Hey! (GIGGLES) I'm sorry, Dad. I'm sorry, Bluey. (KNOCKS) OK, family meeting over. Everyone out. Huh? Come on, quickly. Why do we have to leave so fast? Yeah, what's the hurry? Come on. Out! Hang on. BLUEY AND BANDIT: What's that smell? Out! Out! Come on! BOTH: (GASP) Mum fluffied! (BRIGHT MUSIC PLAYS)