03x27 - Zou and the piano

[bunniefuu]

(bird chirping)

♪ Say hey say hi Say how do you do ♪

♪ To a fine young zebra by the name of Zou ♪

♪ Oh oh oh Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Meet Mom and Dad Nanna too ♪

♪ Grandma Grandpa all of you ♪

♪ Oh oh oh oh oh oh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪



(whistling)

♪ I've got a friend in you ♪

♪ I've got a friend in Zou ♪

♪ I've got a friend in you ♪

♪ I've got a friend in Zou ♪



(giggling)

Zou and the piano



(music playing)



(grunting with effort)



(chirping)



- Great idea to organise a practice for our choreography, Zou.



- Yes! Let's dance, Elzee!



- Zou, Elzee? Are you ready to come and help set up the disco for tonight?



- Oh, yeah!

- I can't wait!



- Oh!

Steady on, you two!



- Oh, sorry, Nanna. We're in a bit of a hurry.



- I can see that!

Off to help your dad with the disco?



- Yes! It's going to be brilliant!

It sounds as if there's a disco going on in your bedroom already, Zou.



- Oh! Sorry. I forgot to switch my music off.



(music playing)

(Grandma): Nice tune.

I must learn to play that on my piano.



(Dad chuckles)



- Not the sort of music you usually play, Nanna.



- Goodbye, everyone.

Enjoy the disco!



- Thanks Nanna!

(Elzee, laughing): We will!



(blowing loudly)



(chirping)



- Oh?

Poc! I don't think that's a very good i...



(expl*si*n)

- Hmm...



(chirping)

Perhaps you should stick to paper chains, Poc!



- Poor Poc.



- Okay. How about we check out the sound system?



- Good idea.

A disco isn't a disco without some music.



- Right. Let's see...



- I think this is the right button...



(music playing)



- Yep, that's the one!



- Hey! Great! Let's practice!



- Oh! It's started!

It's started! The disco's started!



- No, Zinnia!

It doesn't start till... Whoo!



- Zavier!

- Sorry, dear...



- Whoo!

I want to dance too!

Look at me!

I'm dancing!



(loud bang) Huh! What?



- Poc! Leave the balloons alone!



(chirping)



- It wasn't Poc, Zou.



- But... What's happened to the music?



- Er... I... I'm not sure...



- Let me take a look.

I'm usually rather good with this sort of thing.



- Oh! No, you're not.

Remember when you tried to mend the fridge freezer?



- Ah, yes.

Just as I thought.

I'll soon have this f...

(loud feedback)

Stop, stop, stop!



(bang!)

- Ooh!

(Zavier): Oh!



- Ooh, technical genius.



(forced laugh)

- Maybe it wasn't the... er... thingummy.



- No. But whatever it was, I'm afraid we'll have to cancel the disco.



- Oh, no!

- What?



- It's completely broken.

It's gonna take more than a little fiddling to fix it.



- No disco?



- No music; no disco I'm afraid.



(all whimpering)



(Poc chirping)

- Hang on!

Nanna's piano!



- Nanna's piano? What about it?



- We could bring it here!

Then we'll have some music!



- But Zou: It's on the top floor of the house

and it's very heavy and...

- Please!

Dad...?

(all): Hmm?



- Alright. But we'll have to ask her first...



- Yes!



- Daddy'll help, won't you, Daddy!



- Er... Hmm?



(soft piano music)



(knocking on door)



- Come in.

Hello, Zou.



- Nanna?

Can I please borrow your piano?



- Of course you can, Zou. What would you like to play?



- No; I mean can I borrow it?

- Hmm?

The music's broken at the disco

and if we haven't got any music we can't dance, so I thought...

can I take your piano to the gym?



- Hmm?



- Please?



(Nanna chuckles)



- I don't think you could lift it, Zou.



- Um, I've got some helpers...



- Oh! Er...

Well, in that case...

Go ahead!

- Thanks, Nanna!



- Zou?

- Huh?

Did you forget something?



(men grunting)



(scraping sounds)



(whistling)



- Down... down there?



- Only a couple of flights of stairs, Zavier.

Let's go!



(grunting, crashing)

- Oh?



(from afar): My nose!

- Hmm?



- They've got it down the first lot of stairs!



- Oh, dear!



(all groaning)



- What on Earth is going on?

Hi, Grandma. We're moving Nanna's piano.



- Well... What for?



(grunting)

- Good question.



- To me!

- Stand clear, Zou.

We don't want any accidents.



- Watch out!

- Here comes the piano!

- Too late!



- How's the piano shifting coming along, Bizou?



(crashing)



- Er... Quite quickly, Mum!



(chuckling)



(panting)



- Don't forget to thank...

- Ouch!



- Zavier! Honestly!

Look at the state of you!



- Don't worry, Aunt Zelda.

He can smarten himself up again

as soon as we get the piano to the gym.



- It's going to take forever to push it all the way there...



- Uh... I know!

We could tow it!



- Push it, pull it; it's all the same, Zou.

It's going to be too much.



- No; I mean tow it behind Uncle Zavier's car!



- What?

- Oh yes! Daddy's car!

Zou, you are clever! Isn't he, Daddy?!?



- I'll fetch a rope!



(panting)



- Hurray for Daddy!



(Zou): Yay!

- Yay!



(chirping)

- We did it!



- Hurray! The disco's started!

The disco's started.



(chirping)



(laughing)



- Except...

we forgot one thing.



- What do you mean, Elzee?



- Who's going to play the piano?



(all): Mm...



- You mean...

we got the wretched piano all the way here...



(laughs nervously)

...and no one can play it?!



- Oh...

(Nanna): Oh...



- I can.



- Nanna?



- Come on, Nanna!



- Oh!



- She won't exactly get the joint jumping.



- I don't think Chopin is quite the thing for a disco...



- Ha ha ha!

No.



(play jazz music)

(exclaiming happily)



- Yeah!



- Yeah, Nanna!



(exclaiming happily)



- Well I never! Who'd have thought it?



- Shall we?



(chirping)



- Go Nanna go!



- Uh, Zou?



- Oh, uh... Hey, Dad!

Thanks for helping!

And thank you as well, Grandpa!

Thanks, Zowie!

- You're welcome!



- You too, uncle Zavier!

We couldn't have done it without your car!



(laughing)

And Nanna? Thank you most of all!

This is the best disco ever!



(Nanna laughs)