[ ♪♪♪ ]
♪ Way up high in the rolie
Polie sky is a little round
Planet of a really nice guy ♪
♪ He's rolie polie olie
♪ He's small and spurt and
Round ♪
♪ And in the land of curves
And curls he's the swellest
Kid around ♪
♪ Howdy
♪ Howdy
♪ Hooray
♪ Hooray
♪ And in the land of curves
And curls he's the swellest
Kid around ♪
♪ He's rolie polie olie
♪ He's small and spurt and
Round ♪
♪ And in the land of curves
And curls he's the swellest
Kid around ♪
♪ Howdy
♪ Howdy
♪ Hooray
♪ Hooray
♪ And in the land of curves
And curls he's the swellest
Kid around ♪
And in the land of curves
And curls he's the swellest
Kid the swellest kid around ♪
♪ Wee ♪
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Dad: [laughing]
Boy will uncle gizmo be
Surprised when he sees this.
Olie: tell us when we can
Look, okey dokey?
Dad: oh, oh!
Ah, oh!
Well, how do I look?
Olie: well, um --
Mom: you look really silly,
Dear.
Dad: no, I look just like
Uncle gizmo.
See?
I'm the hippest, humpingest,
The swingingest --
Mom: oh!
Dad: jiminy!
Zowie: uncle gizmo.
Olie: it's pretend hair,
Zowie.
Mom: that head just doesn't
Fit you, dear.
Dad: don't worry, I'll find
A way to keep it on 'til giz
Gets here.
Olie: when's uncle gizmo
Coming, mom?
Mom: sometime this
Afternoon.
Of course you two don't
Remember him.
Dad: last time giz dropped
Around you were knee high to a
Monkey wrench.
Dad: ah, oh.
Olie: come on zoe, let's go
Out and play 'til uncle gizmo
Gets here.
Zowie: okey dokey, olie.
Dad: oh, ah, oh, ah.
Spot: rruf rruf rruf rruf.
Rruf rruf rruf.
Billy: howdy, what ya doin'?
Olie: waitin' for our uncle
To visit.
Billy: that's too bad.
Olie: why too bad, billy?
Zowie: yeah?
Billy: aunts and uncles are
No fun.
When my aunt rhombus visits,
You got to take three baths
And get all dressed up fancy.
Then all you do is sit and sit
And sit and sit while the grown
Ups talk the hours.
Olie: hours?
Billy: they don't know
Boinky ball or hide and seek
Or any games.
Zowie: uncle no fun, olie?
Olie: guess not, zowie.
Spot: [whimpering]
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Giz: my how those kids have
Grown.
Hey, kids, turn those frowns
Ride side round.
Uncle giz is comin' to town.
Olie: sorry dad.
Giz: [laughing]
Hey now.
I'm not dad.
I'm your uncle gizmo.
Olie: come on dad.
You can't trick us.
We sort of wish uncle gizmo
Weren't comin'.
Zowie: yeah.
Giz: you don't want to see
Your uncle giz?
Why not?
Olie: because uncles are no
Fun.
Zowie: no fun!
Giz: no fun?
Well how can you tell what
Someone's like before you
Meet him?
I know, what do you say we
Play a little ball?
Olie: boinky ball!
Zowie: [laughing]
Olie: come on dad.
Giz: I'll let 'em think I'm
Dad.
Maybe they'll learn something
About uncles.
Zowie: [laughing]
Daddy funny.
Olie: wow, neat moves dad.
Giz: okey dokey.
Now how do we play boinky ball?
Olie: it's boinky ball.
You know.
Giz: I do?
Oh, yeah.
I'm hip to that.
But how's about doin' it
Different?
Just for fun.
Like this!
Here zowie.
Zowie: [laughing]
Giz: wonky wonky.
Olie: boinky boinky.
Giz: yeah, that too.
Zowie: swing, now swing.
Olie: yeah!
Giz: last one there is a
Later tater.
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Noontime, noontime.
Giz is coming soon time.
Dad: better hurry.
Giz: super rangers to the
Rescue.
Zowie: rescue.
Olie: you can't stop me
Super rangers.
I'm the mighty orb.
Giz: oh, I'm hep to that.
Zowie: go, go!
Giz: you got it, baby.
Zowie: [laughing]
Wee!
Olie: wow, that's real
High, dad.
Me too.
Giz: you know, your
Da -- your uncle and I used to
Play just like you two.
Olie: but uncles don't know
Any games.
Giz: hey, get out of down.
Gizmo sure does... Did.
His favourite was hide and
Seek.
Olie: hey, that's my
Favourite game too.
Giz: I'm hip to that.
Olie: where'd he go?
Zowie: hide seek!
Hide seek!
Olie: ready or not, here we
Come.
Zowie: here we come.
Dad: this ought to keep it
On.
Mom: what on?
Dad: good old reliable duct
Tape.
Huh?
Spot: yikes!
Rruf rruf rruf rruf!
Dad: spot!
Come back spot!
Olie: where's dad goin'?
Dad: gotcha!
Olie: wow!
How'd you do that, dad?
Neat.
Zowie: play now daddy?
Play now?
Giz: guess we have time for
One more game.
Before uncle giz arrives.
Zowie: yeah!
Dad: [chuckling]
This isn't going anywhere my
Head doesn't go.
Mom: yes, dear.
Dad: gonna call the kids in.
Giz should be here soon.
Mom: yes, dear.
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Dad: hmm, must be over at
Billy's.
Zowie: [laughing]
Giz: whoa whoa!
Ooh ooh!
Zowie: dad fun monkey.
Giz: it takes one to know one
[Laughing]
Dad: well, guess it's time
To go inside and meet your
Uncle giz.
Oh!
Giz: hey, turn those frowns
Right side round.
Uncle gizmo is comin' to town.
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Mom: oh, good, you found
Them.
Where'd you get that suit?
Dad: they're not over at
Billy's.
Olie: uncle gizmo?!
Dad: I'm dad.
Zowie: oh.
Olie: then that means?
Zowie: two daddies?
Olie: you're uncle gizmo?
Giz: mmm hmm.
Olie: but you can't be!
You're fun like dad.
Giz: guess you can't tell
What someone's like 'til you
Meet 'em.
Right, olie?
Olie: I'm hip to that.
[Laughing]
Giz: hey daddio, nice
Hairdo.
So that's why the kids thought
I was you.
Dad: [laughing]
A little joke, gizmo.
Giz: I can dig it.
Mom: well, why don't you
Take the hair off, dear.
Dad: [chuckling]
Guess you're right.
Doggone it, now it's too tight.
Give me a hand.
Oh, ah, oh!
Giz: lookin' good, olie.
Olie: I'm hip to that.
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Olie: space boy of the
Space rangers.
He fights a never ending
Battle against the forces of
Evil.
And defends his polie planet,
Polie house and polie family.
Spot: rruf rruf rruf rruf!
Olie: oh, yeah, and his
Trusty sidekick space dog
Helps too.
Spot: rruf rruf.
Olie: hurry space dog.
We have to cross the meteor
Belt.
Looks like a friendly planet
To me.
Spot: rruf.
Olie: [laughing]
Keep your eyes open space dog.
My supersonic sensors detect
Space monsters.
Dad: olie!
[Laughing]
Playin' space boy again?
Your favourite game, isn't it?
Olie: it's not just a game,
Dad.
When I grow up, I'm gonna be a
Space ranger.
I'm gonna save the galaxy from
Space monsters.
Just like on tv.
Dad?
Dad: mmm hmm?
Olie: you think there'll be
Real space rangers when I'm
All grown up?
Dad: well, I don't know.
Olie: well, what will I be
If I can't be a space ranger?
Dad: oh, there's lots of
Things you could be.
Olie: when you were little,
Did you always want to be a
Dad, dad?
Dad: you know olie, when I
Was your age, I wanted to grow
Up to be a paleorobotologist.
Spot: huh?
Olie: a paleorobologist
What's that?
Dad: a paleorobotologist is
Someone who digs up robosaurus
Bones.
Olie: golly!
That's what I want to be when
I grow up.
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Olie: cross the desert
Wasteland, the great olie, pal
Pal, palium --
Robosaurus bone hunter
Makes his way with his camel
Spot.
The sun beats down.
The air is hot and dry.
Ah!
This looks like a good spot,
Spot.
Betcha we find a whole herd
Of robosaurus skeletons.
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Olie: spot?
Spot: rruf.
Olie: maybe we should both
Dig in the same hole.
Hey boy, you found somethin'.
Spot: rruf rruf.
Olie: my baseball.
No wonder I couldn't find it.
Now what could have chewed it
Up so badly?
Spot: [whimpering]
Olie: hmm, maybe it was a
Spotosaurus?
Okey dokey, spot.
Now let's find those bones.
[Sighing]
[Sighing]
Jeepers, this is a lot harder
Than I thought.
Spot, I found one!
My first robosaurus bone!
Spot: rruf rruf rruf rruf!
Rruf rruf rruf rruf!
Olie: gee whiz!
Probably from a big bouncy
Rubber ballasaurus.
Or maybe a squeakosaurus.
Or maybe your old squeaky toy.
Olie: oh, well, abandoned
By his, used to be faithful
Desert pal, spot.
The great olie, friendless,
Treasureless, makes his way
Home to the kitchen for lunch.
Mom: this'll cheer ya up.
Olie: when you were little,
Did you always want to grow up
To be a mom, mom?
Mom: not always, olie.
When I was about your age, I
Wanted to grow up to be a
Conductor.
Olie: like on a train?
Mom: no, a symphony
Conductor.
You know, the person who
Stands in front of a whole
Room full of musicians.
Olie: and waves the stick?
Mom: not just moving a
Stick, olie.
Painting a musical tapestry.
First, the yearning call of
The french horns.
Then the rising thunder of the
Timpani drums.
The stern resonance of the
Cellos.
All sprinkled with the
Graceful magic of the
Glockenspiel.
Yup, a conductor.
You betcha!
Olie: a symphony conductor.
Wow!
That's what I want to be when
I grow up.
The great olie pole, stands
Before the olie polie symphony
Orchestra.
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Spot: [growling]
Hmm?
Rruf rruf rruf!
Olie: spot!
Spot: rruf rruf rruf!
Olie: whoa!
Spot: rruf rruf rruf rruf!
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Dad: what's goin' on in
Here?
What was all that noise about,
Olie?
Sounded like a train wreck.
And what are ya doin' in there?
Olie: sorry, dad.
That was suppose to be music.
I was practicing to be a
Sympathy conductor.
Dad: a symphony conductor,
Huh?
Olie: but it didn't work
Out.
I tried bein' a paleoliogist
Too.
Dad: didn't work out either?
Olie: no.
Now I don't know what I want
To be when I grow up.
Dad: when you grow up?
Golly, you got lots of time to
Figure that out.
Olie: yeah?
Dad: you betcha.
'Til then, it's just plain fun
To pretend.
Olie: I'm good at
Pretendin'.
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Olie: it's space boy.
Dad: and space dad.
Of the space rangers.
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Billy: flying saucers, olie.
Hear 'em?
Olie: sounds more like my
Dad's latest invention, billy.
Billy: your dad's always
Inventing the neatest stuff.
Olie: come on!
Let's go look.
Billy: three, two, one,
Blast off!
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Billy: wow!
What's it suppose to be
Mr. Polie?
A time machine?
A can opener?
Dad: oh, just a little
Somethin' I've been tinkering
With, billy.
Seems I just can't get it to
Do anything.
I'm gonna take a break.
Don't touch anything, you two.
Okey dokey.
Billy: I wonder what this
Does?
Olie: I don't know.
Just don't touch it!
Billy!
Billy: I didn't mean to.
Olie: whew!
Billy: it's okay.
Nothing happened.
Olie: let's go.
Billy: wait, we forgot our
Space helmets.
Olie: there!
Billy: wow!
How'd you do that?
Olie: I don't know.
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[Laughing]
Billy: gee!
What's goin' on?
I'll bet it was your dad's
Invention.
Olie: yeah, we must have
Done something to it.
It turned us into... Magnets.
Except everything sticks to us.
We're magno-men, billy!
Wow!
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Olie: it's a zinger.
But is olie worried?
No way!
Neato!
Billy: yahoo!
Zowie: huh?
Olie: nothin' escapes me.
I'm the great magnolie.
Billy: and I am the master
Of magnetism.
Come to me... Come to me...
Zowie: [laughing]
Dolly fly.
Bye bye, dolly.
Mama!
Yea!
Zowie: [laughing]
Spot: rruf rruf.
Olie: we are magno-men.
Zowie: dolly fly.
Zowie fly.
Neato.
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Olie: this is great, billy.
Our helmets don't fall off.
Billy: and neither do we.
Zowie: [laughing]
Olie sticky.
Billy sticky.
[Laughing]
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Dad: [yawning]
[Whistling]
Dad: I'll just turn this.
Tighten that.
Zowie: huh?
Olie: don't think we're
Magno-men anymore.
Billy: must have wore off
Or something.
Huh?!
Whoa!
Zowie: funny!
[Laughing]
Billy: guess it hasn't worn
All the way off.
Olie: I think it's all worn
Off now.
Billy: yeah, finally.
Olie: still, it was fun
Bein' magno-men while it
Lasted, right?
Billy: yeah.
Hey!
Olie: it's after me, billy!
Put on the brakes!
Billy: I can't!
Run olie, run!
Dad: I'll just... Hmm.
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Zowie: billy olie still
Run olie!
Run!
Olie: ah!
Billy!
Dad: oopsy daisy.
Olie: ah!
[Groaning sound]
Olie: we've got to get out
Of here!
Dad: now what?
Olie: not again!
We've got to tell dad.
Billy: we can't, olie.
We'll get in trouble.
Oh!
Olie: now we're stuck
Together.
Billy: maybe we should tell
Your dad.
Olie: let's go.
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Olie: we'll never make it.
Whoa!
Dad: a little more.
Howdy boys.
Olie: dad!
Billy: mr. Polie!
Dad: a little more.
Olie: dad!
Billy: mr. Polie.
Olie: dad!
Zowie: [laughing]
Dad: hmm, just a little
More.
Olie: dad, turn it off.
Billy: mr. Polie.
It turned us into magno-men.
Olie: we're supermagnetic.
Dad: gadzooks!
I better reserve the polarity.
There you go.
Back to normal.
Billy: thanks, mr. Polie.
Thanks a lot.
Olie: sorry dad.
We fiddled with your invention
After you said not to touch it.
But we won't ever do that
Again.
Huh billy?
Dad: okey dokey, boys.
Just don't touch my tools or
Inventions unless I say it's
Okay.
Okey dokey.
Dad: golly, that thing
Works pretty good.
Olie: too good.
Dad: I'll call it the
Magnotron.
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01x12 - Our 2 Dads/ What to Be/ The Magno-Men
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Show focuses on the Polie family, who live in a teapot-shaped house named Housey in a geometric world (Planet Polie) populated by robot-based characters.
Show focuses on the Polie family, who live in a teapot-shaped house named Housey in a geometric world (Planet Polie) populated by robot-based characters.