03x48 - Ghostbasket

[bunniefuu]

[up-tempo music plays]

[music stops]

-Mum!
-Mum!

[music resumes]

[music stops]

-Dad!
-Dad!

[music resumes]

[music stops]

-Bingo!
-Bingo!

[music resumes]

-Bluey!
-Bluey!

Today's the day, Hugo.
You're going to sell this house.

You can do it.
Nothing else matters.

Hello, Mummy.
Lovely day, isn't it?

I guess so.

So you're looking
to buy a house?

Yes, I am. Are you
the house-selling person?

Yes. And have I got
the perfect house for you.

Ta-da!

It's a bit small.

It's bigger inside.

JANET: This episode of Bluey
is called "Ghostbasket."

Notice the lovely period
floorboards.

Hmm. Is anyone living here
at the moment?

Yes, but they're not home.

-[children screaming]
-[thuds]

Is everything okay?

Uh, I'll be right back.

What are you doing here?

You said you'd be at Lawn Bowls.

Phyllis had to cancel.

Yes. She was waterskiing.

Well, b*at it, you old fossils.

I'm trying to sell this place.

We don't want you to sell
this place.

-Yeah.
-Look, we've been through this.

It's not up to me.

Your kids are sticking you
in an old codgers home,

and they told me to sell it.

Those cheeky kids.

If you've got a problem,
take it up with them.

But please let me get on
with my job.

But we've lived in this house
for 50 years.

No, you haven't.
You won it in a raffle

at the surf club last April.

-Did we?
-Yes.

Look, just stay
out of my way, okay?

Okay, love, we will. [both laugh]

[clears throat] Please come in.

So here we have
a lovely period--

-[screaming]
-Get them off me!

Don't look them in the eye!

-Oh, biscuits!
-What was that?

Nothing. Uh, let's just check
out the kitchen, shall we?

Uh, oven, stove, fridge.

You got some drawers
that can open and shut.

Alrighty, on to the living room.

Well, hang on.
I like these worktops.

Is this silky oak?

-Here come the grannies!
-No!

Okay. I was just asking.

Uh, why don't you check out
the spacious dining room?

[grunts] I'll be right back.

What do you think you're doing?

-We told you.
-You're not selling our house.

Look, relax. I don't think
she's interested anyway.

-I'm interested.
-Aaah!

-No! Bad grannies!
-Oh, and who is this?

Oh, uh, this is...

-Rita and Janet.
-And this is our house.

Not for long.
I think I want to buy it.

-Really?
-What?

-[indistinct whispering]
-[laughs]

Well, dearie,
has he told you about the--

Custom fittings in the en suite?

No, but I can, if you like.

Don't worry about it.
I'm ready to buy it.

I haven't seen a single thing
that would put me off.

[ghostly moaning]
-Oh, no.

-What was that?
-Nothing.

Um, let's go
and see the bedrooms.

No,
I definitely heard something.

That's just Ghostbasket.

-Ghost what?
-Ghost nothing.

[ghostly moaning]
Aah! Come on.

Let's go check out the sun-room.

Uh, this is the sun-room.
Here's the room.

-And, uh, there's the sun.
-[ghostly moaning]

Look, I really think
I heard something back there.

-You did.
-You didn't.

See? Nothing.

-[ghostly moaning]
-Aah!

-Nothing!
-[laughs]

[playful music plays]

Please take in this
colonial-style bathroom.

[ghostly moaning]
Aah!

Oh, very nice.

Okay, let's get going, uh, out
this original heritage window.

But we're on the second floor.

Try not to land
on the well-landscaped garden.

I am not jumping
out of a window.

[ghostly moaning]
What keeps making that sound?

Ghostbasket.

-Janet!
-Huh?

Ghostbasket comes
with the house.

And I have to warn you,
he doesn't like young people.

-Hugo?
-Look, it's true.

The house is haunted
by Ghostbasket.

I'm sorry.
I should have told you earlier.

I just really wanted
to sell this place.

Liar, liar, pants on fire.

Let's get to
the bottom of this.

Ah! No!

[ghostly moaning]

Whoop! [laughs]

-Here's your Ghostbasket.
-Oh, hello, love.

-Huh?
-Oh, Rita, what?

Wait a minute.
You're Ghostbasket?

Yep! [laughs]

I've been trying to sell
this house for six weeks,

but every single buyer has been
scared away by Ghostbasket.

And it was you all along!

Oh, Rita, how could you?

Come here!
This was your doing, wasn't it?

We don't want to leave!

Give us our house!

-I'll take it.
-Huh?

-Really?
-Yep.

-No!
-Just get those grannies out

and we've got a deal.

Aah!

-Ow, my bottom.
-Ow!

And here's your money. Thanks.

I did. I sold it. I sold it!

Whoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo!

I'm the b--

Look, it's nothing personal.

Oh, yes, we know.
It's just your job.

She seems like a nice lady.

Get those grannies off my lawn!

Well, maybe not.

-Upsy-daisy, Rita.
-Thanks, Janet.

Come on. I guess we'll have to
walk to the old grannies home.

Pardon?

I said we'll have to walk!

Oh, just baked beans, love.

Bye-bye.

[sad music plays]

-Wait.
-Huh?

[sighs] For once in your life,

do exactly what I say.

[sighs] Home ownership.

-[ghostly moaning]
-Huh?

Oh, no.
It's a ghost wheelbarrow.

Whatever shall I do?

Ooh! Get out!

Oh, yes, of course.

I best get out of this house
and never come back

because that's definitely
a ghost wheelbarrow

and not just a couple of old--

-Hello, love.
-Hello, love.

Grannies?

We just forgot Jeremy. So sorry.

We'll be out of your hair now.

But if you're there,

then that means
this is actually a--

[ghostly moaning]

Ghost wheelbarrow!

[screaming]

-Hurray!
-Hurray!

-Did it work?
-Yes!

Thank you, young man.

-No worries.
-[screaming]

HUGO:
But look. I can't do this every time.

[solemn music plays]