Onesies ( Script)

Lyrics

(SIGHS) It's all good, Brandy. So then your hips go around like this. Yeah, that's great. (BOTH LAUGH) Me and my sister Brandy made this dance up for our mum's birthday when we were kids. I can't remember all the moves, though. (DOORBELL RINGS) BOTH: That's her! Hi, girls. Hi. Hey, Brandy. Hi, Chilli. It's good to see you. Yeah, you too. Kids, this is your Aunty Brandy. You've grown so much. Bluey, you look just like your father. Oh, what? Who do I look like? You look just like... You. I brought you some presents. BOTH: Really?! Oh, Brandy. You shouldn't have. BOTH: Onesies! Oh, you really shouldn't have. (BOTH SQUEAL EXCITEDLY) Do they not like onesies? They do. It's just Bingo has this thing. Um... Don't worry. I'm sure she's grown out of it. I hope they fit. I wasn't sure how much they'd grown in, um... Four years. Hey, mine's too small. And mine's too big. Well, then swap 'em around. Can you make my cheetah onesie fit me? Sorry, Bluey. If it doesn't fit, it doesn't fit. Oh, but I really want the cheetah. It's not meant to be, kid. OK. They're beautiful. It's been too long. I know. Look, Chilli... Yeah? Uh, Mum... (GROWLS) It's happening again. Oh, no. What's going on? Hey, Brandy. How are you... AARGH! (ROARS) (LAUGHS) Raaaarrr! This episode of Bluey is called Onesies. I don't understand what's happening. (BINGO ROARS, BANDIT LAUGHS) No time to explain! We have to get to safety. But what about Bandit? Forget him! He's done. (ROARS) (ALL SCREAM) What do we do? The car! Why has Bingo gone feral? (ROARS) Onesies make Bingo crazy. She sort of becomes one with the onesie. What? Where'd she go? I don't know. (SCREAMS) (WEAKLY) Did you get her the onesie? I didn't know. I'm sorry! (ROARS) (SCREAMS) Don't worry. We can live in the car. Yeah. There's plenty of food under the seats. Yeah, and we've got music. Oh, yeah. Brandy, what was it you wanted to say earlier? Oh, um... (ROARS) (ALL SCREAM) Get out! (ROARS) (ALL SCREAM) (CONTINUES ROARING) Let's hide behind the shed! I think we lost her. Phew! Aunty Brandy, was there a medium- sized cheetah onesie at the shop? Um, I'm not sure, Bluey. Can you ring them and ask? Bluey. What? Sorry, Bluey. The last time I saw you, zebras were your favourite animal. They used to be, but I changed to cheetahs. Four years ago. Look, I have to go. This was a mistake. No, Brandy. I'm sorry. Don't go. Say goodbye to... (ROARS) Brandy! Run! Save yourselves! (ROARS) Aaahh! I think we're just going to have to have a no onesie policy from now on. Mum, why did Aunty Brandy want to leave? Is she sad? And why have we only seen her once in our lives? (SIGHS) You know how you really want Bingo's cheetah onesie? Yeah, more than anything. But it doesn't fit you, so you can't have it. And there's not really anything anyone can do to make it fit. Yeah. Well, there's something Aunty Brandy wants more than anything as well, but she can't have it. And there's not really anything anyone can do. Why can't she just have the things she wants? Because it's not meant to be. There's Brandy. Let's see if she's OK. Yeah. She finally comes to visit and we let her get eaten by a cheetah. So rude! (GROWLS) No, go back! Go back! Huh? Is she shooing a fly? (QUIETLY) Run! Brandy, are you shooing a fly? (LOUDLY) Run! It's a trap! BOTH: Huh? (ROARS) (SCREAMS, LAUGHS) Run, Bluey! (SCREAMS) (ROARS) Ahh! I tried to warn you. We had to see if you were OK. Thanks. Appreciate it. (BINGO ROARS, BLUEY SCREAMS) Are you OK? Yeah. I will be. I'm sorry, Chilli. Oh, you couldn't have known Bingo was bananas. No, I mean I'm sorry it's been so long. Oh. It's just hard seeing you all, you know? I know. (BINGO AND BLUEY CONTINUE PLAYING IN BACKGROUND) I'll tell you what. Next time I come over, I'm not bringing any onesies. (BLUEY SCREAMS) We have to help Bluey! Let's do the dance. The one we did as kids? Yeah. Do you still remember the moves? Well, with your help, I can. (SCREAMS) (ROARS) Cheetahs can't ride bikes! (PUFFS AND PANTS) (ROARS) Dad! Help! I can't. I've been eaten. Rules are rules. But Bingo's gonna eat me! Well, zebras are pretty good dodgers. Oh, yeah, they are! You have to become one with your onesie. (ROARS) Huh? (ROARS) (SQUEALS) (NEIGHS) (STRAINS) CHILLI: Hey, Bingo! Rreow? Ready? One, two, three. (LAUGHS) (LAUGHS) Yep. Then this. (LAUGHS) (LAUGHS) (LAUGHS) No, no! Hips first. (LAUGHS) (LAUGHS) Chilli! (LAUGHS) (ALL LAUGH)