Trains ( Script)

Lyrics

BINGO: Sleep, sleep, sleep. Ahh. Morning, Poppy. Time to get to work. Goodbye, husband. DAD: Train arriving! Ooh, here comes the train, Poppy. Train stopping! Pshhh-kkk. All aboard! Train's leaving! (GIGGLES) This episode of Bluey is called Trains. Once upon a time, there was a little mouse. Train arriving! The next stop is Mother Duck Day Care. Thank you. Train's leaving! Oh, hello, Poppy. You're just in time for a story. Story time, story time! I'll pick you up after work now, sweetie. Give Mummy a hug. And this mouse lived in a very special house. Train stopping! One day... Train's leaving! ..the mouse was out walking. Are you hungry, Mr Polar Bear? Grrr. Ooh. Next stop is the Vet's. Pshh-kkk. Thank you. Train's leaving! Morning, Sharice. Morning, Doctor Glenda. We have a very busy day today. One sick tiger, and six sick skunks. That's hard to say. Grr! Oh, and one cranky polar bear. Oh, you just need to tickle him. Here, watch. Tickle, tickle. See? What would we do without you, Glenda? Train arriving! Ooh. Work, work, work. See you tomorrow. Bye, Glenda. Boop. Train's leaving! Next stop, day care! Pshhew. Thanks. Poppy, your mum's here. She had a great day today. Oh, that's my big girl. Train arriving! Thank you. Train's leaving! Sleep, sleep, sleep. Ahh. Morning, Poppy. Time to get to work. Goodbye, husband. Train skipping this station. Hey, wait. I'm coming. Ugh. Train stopping. (HUMS TO SELF) Off you go. Um, excuse me. No food or drinks, no feet on seats, and that cat needs to be on your lap. Ah, just drive the train, mate. What?! You cheeky little... Hang on, show me your ticket. Oh, yes, here you are. Hmm, this looks fine. Maybe you should lick it as well. Oh, OK. A bit strange, but... Bluh, bluh, bluh. And now rub it all over your face. This is a bit unorthodox, but OK. (HUMS TO SELF) (LAUGHS) What's so funny? That isn't a train ticket. Huh? It's a piece of poo! What?! Bleagh. I licked poo! (LAUGHS) Arggh. (SPITS) Right, that's it. Get off my train! Oh, where is that train? MUM: Bing, bong. The next train will be a bit late due to an ongoing passenger incident. Oh. Train stopping. Apologies, customer. Boop. That's OK. But be quick. I'm late for drop-off. And they lived happily ever after. Train stopping. Uhh! (PANTS) I'm sorry I'm late. Oh, Poppy, you just missed story time. Wahh! I'll pick you up after work. Mum loves you. I hope that train's on time. Train stopping. Oh, you again. I hope you've got a real ticket this time. Oh, yes, sorry about the mix-up. Boop. See? Ah, good. (HUMS TO SELF) Ahh! I'm putting this cat on your lap. Uh, I wouldn't touch him if I were you. Oh, don't be... Arggh! Get it off! (LAUGHS) Ring, ring. Hello? Glenda, where are you? This polar bear is getting REALLY cranky. Grrr! The train's running late. You're gonna have to tickle him yourself. Um, OK, I'll give it a go. I'll be there soon. Good luck. Oh, I'm so sorry we're late. Hurry. The polar bear is getting cranky. Train leaving! Ohh. Train stopping. Thank you. What happened? The polar bear escaped! He didn't like how I tickled him. He's on the loose and he's cranky! Oh, no. (HAGGARDLY) Train arriving. Oh, look, the train is here. Oh, I'm so sorry we're late. Hang on, have I seen you before? Oh, no, we just moved here from, uh, Egypt. Oh, good, 'cause I do not like being att*cked by animals. Rarr! Arggh! Ho-ho! (LAUGHS) Bite, bite. Oh. Mr Cottonsocks, you're hurt! It IS you. I knew it! My cat is hurt. He needs a vet. Quick, hop on the train. All aboard! Express train! Faster! (ELDERLY VOICE) Oh, I hope the train will be here soon, Rita. (ELDERLY VOICE) Me, too, Madge. We'll be late for mahjong. Stand back from the platform! Oh, here it... Sorry, ladies! Ohh! Hang in there, Mr Cottonsocks. Train arriving. Oh! Mr Cottonsocks needs to see the vet! I'm sorry, we had to shut down. Our vet was late and a polar bear ate all the animals. Oh! I know, let's catch the train to the vet's house. Yeah! Go! Oh, man. Oh, Poppy, I really miss taking care of animals. Ohh! Train stopping. Doctor Glenda, it's an emergency! Please help Mr Cottonsocks. Oh, deary me. Bring him here at once. Fix, fix, fix. There, she's all better. ALL: Hooray! Thanks, Doctor Glenda. That's OK. Glenda, why don't you start a home vet? Yeah! Where the train delivers customers to your house. Yeah! And I'll make sure the animals follow all the train rules. No way. I am done with animals. Rarr! Arggh-ha-ha!