The Decider ( Script)

Lyrics

COMMENTATOR: Welcome back to the decider. It is winner take all tonight. Hey, Heelers. BOTH: G'day, girls. BOTH: Hi, Chucky! Hi, Lucky! Ready for the big game, girls? BOTH: Yeah! Dad said we get to stay up. Way to go! Where IS your dad? Here he is! ALL: Whoa! Look out. Ready for this? Oh, yeah. C'mon, Maroons. Wait. What colour is our team again? BOTH: Maroon! Maroon? Yeah. It's like purple. Hey, where's Chilli? She's at the game. Frisky got tickets. No way! She's going to wave to me from the TV. Whoa. Well, look, Bingo, she said she'd do her best. She will. You watch. Where's YOUR mum? Mum's on the blue team, 'cause she was born a long way from here. MUM: Come on, the Blues! ALL: Huh? We're gonna flog ya! ALL: Boo! Dad, don't boo Mum. This episode of Bluey is called The Decider. (WHISTLE BLOWS) COMMENTATOR: There's the kick-off. Here we go! Dad, is there any food? Oh, uh, I got some beef jerky and there's pizzas coming at halftime. And Bucko is h*t hard... I can't see Mum. Chucky, if your dad is on the purple team but your mum is on the blue team, then what team are you on? Mum said I could choose either. My mum and dad are all on the purple team so I'm purple. Even though I'm blue. It's confusing. Mm. I'm gold. Is there a gold team? No, it's just purple or blue. Oh. Can I help you choose a colour? Yes, please. (BOTH SHOUT) Yes! Come on! The grown-ups are about to dance! This is my favourite bit! (BOTH CHEER) Yay! (GIGGLES) What do you think about that, Janelle?! Maybe you should be purple. There's more dancing. COMMENTATOR: Hang on a moment, the ref wants to check if Flogger obstructed the defender on the way through. Huh? There you go, no try. BOTH: No try?! What's wrong with that?! Come on. What's going on? JANELLE: You bunch of cheats! You're the cheats! Boo! ALL: Boo! (BOTH LAUGH) COMMENTATOR: A long ball out to Zipper. (SLEEPILY) I can't see Mum yet. He's gone straight through. Here we go. Here we go! (GASPS) They're about to dance again! Yes! Yes! Yes! Intercepted. BOTH: What?! No! Tackle him! Tackle him! (GROAN) (WHISTLE BLOWS) And the Blues are over. Whoo! Yeah! Bluey, look! Mum's dancing. Oh, that's nice. COMMENTATOR: He beats cover on the outside. No. No! Tackle him! Purple hasn't danced in ages. Oh, Biscuits! JANELLE: Whoo-hoo-hoo! Do you want to go over to my mum's? Yeah, come on. Oh, man. Whoo-hoo! Yeah! Mum! Chucky! Can we watch the game with YOU? There's more dancing. Well, Bluey, I wouldn't normally be happy with a Maroons supporter, but I'll allow it. BOTH: Hooray! Here, have some popcorn. I just made it. DADS: Go! Tackle him! Go, go, go! Yes! Mum! Too tight! C'mon, let's give it to your dad. ALL: Come on, the Blues! Hey, Bluey! What do you think you're doing? (ALL LAUGH) This is fun. Maybe I should be on the Blue team. Yeah. They've got popcorn. COMMENTATOR: Here comes Queensland. What?! No! And they won't be stopping this bloke. No, no. Tackle him! No! (CROWD ROARS) That's a try. (BOTH CHEER) (SIGHS) Now THEY'RE dancing again. Pizza's here! It's halftime in the decider and we'll be back in just a moment. It was forward. No, it wasn't. Are we watching the same game, Janelle? Do you know what colour you're going to be, Chucky? I don't know. Whenever Dad's colour is happy, Mum is sad. But whenever Mum's colour is happy, Dad is sad. COMMENTATOR: So the teams are on their way out... Alright, they're running back on. See you, babe. Hey, Chuckles, you gonna keep watching a bit with me and a bit with your dad? No! He has to choose ONE side. Why? 'Cause you can't keep changing. He can if he wants to, Lucky. But that's not fair. You do whatever you want, sweetheart. That's OK. I can choose one colour. I'll be purple. No worries, sweetie. Good luck. But not too much. Thanks, Mum. (GENTLE MUSIC PLAYS) (MUSIC CONTINUES) (MUSIC CONTINUES) (MUSIC SLOWS AND STOPS) COMMENTATOR: Welcome back, and what a game we have ahead of us today. Hey. Here we go! Ho-ho! Look out. C'mon the green and gold. (ALL CHEER) What's going on? There's a gold team! There's a gold team! What?! Let's do this! (ALL CHEER) There's another game of football and there's a gold team and Mum and Dad are both on it! Really? They're on the same team? Yeah! We're ALL on it. Yeah! Except for your mate Mackenzie. You got that? Got it. (CAR HORN HONKS, BOOING) BOTH: We're gonna flog ya! Boo! ALL: We're gonna flog YOU! Boo! What's going on? Go the Kiwis! (CAR HORN HONKS) (ALL LAUGH) COMMENTATOR: This could be the clincher! They can't stop him. ALL: Yes... Yes... Come on! (ALL CHEER) Come here, Chucky! That's what it's all about.