05x03 - Rupert and the Little Bear

[bunniefuu]

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(Laughing)

Yahoo!

Whee!

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(Wind gusting)

(Mom humming)

(Cookie snapping loudly) Eh, what?

Gingersnaps.

Goodness.

I'll get the milk.

Mm.

Mm. Mm.

(Knocking at door)

That'll be Bill.

BILLDo I smell gingersnaps?

Good to see you too, Bill.

Ready to go kite flying?

Just as soon as we stock up on supplies.

(Mom laughing)

Why don't I put some gingersnaps in a bag for you to take along?

You're a mind reader, Mrs. Bear.

Why, I'm sorry, boys.

I can't find a single paper bag anywhere.

BILLNo problem, Mrs. Bear.

I've got deep pockets.

Bye, Mom.

Oh, good-bye, Rupert.

Now where could they have gone?

DADDear?

Oh, my.

DADNow, where is it?

Uh, have you--? Ow.

Seen my copy of Gardeners Monthly magazine?

It was right here a minute ago.

But I left it right here.

A gust of wind must have caught it.

Here's the string.

Looks like it got tired of waiting

and decided to go off without us.

(Both laughing)

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ALGYRupert, Bill.

BILLAlgy.

Have you seen my kite?

No. Have you seen my homework?

It must have blown out the window when I wasn't looking!

Don't tell me you're going to try that old excuse.

RUPERTThis way, Bill.

Of all the rotten luck.

The one time I do finish my homework, it vanishes.

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It's a pretty tricky gust of wind.

Where's my newspaper, Edward?

Uh, I've already delivered them, Gaffer Jarge.

I left yours right on the front step.

Well, it ain't there now

and I wants to do the prize crossword.

Looks like the end of the line, Rupert.

PROFESSORThis is most distressing.

I'll say.

I spent a whole afternoon building that kite.

It's the professor.

Constable Growler?

Morning, Rupert, Bill.

Is something wrong, professor?

Most definitely.

All of my important scientific papers

have suddenly disappeared.

I suspect some sort of skulduggery may be afoot.

A robbery?

I have another suspicious disappearance to report.

Hang on, Bill.

I want to write down all the details.

You know the rule, ladseverything by the...

Now, where did my notebook go?

BILLWe're looking for my kite.

GROWLERA kite? (Both laughing)

Not likely the target of a g*ng of thieves.

It was big kite. About so high and bright red.

It is a rather windy day, Bill.

Perhaps your kite's disappearance

has more to do with atmospheric disturbances

than sneak thievery.

I'll let you know if anyone turns in a kite

matching that description, lads.

Now then, professor.

I'd like to take a closer look at the scene,

see if the thieves have left behind any clues.

Certainly, constable. Follow me.

I was working on the blueprints for a new invention.

What about my kite?

I'm sure it will turn up sooner or later.

In the meantime, we can share...

Hey!

Now my kite has disappeared as well.

No, it hasn't. There it goes.

RUPERTCome back.

We only want to play.


It went this-- Huh?

Paper.

Bales and bales of it.

Here's Dad's magazine and Mum's paper bags.

And the professor's scientific papers.

Someone has collected every scrap of paper it Nutwood.

BILLWell, they aren't getting my kite.

Give me a hand, Rupert.

(Both grunting)

(Wind gusting)

Ya! A tornado!

BOTHWhoa!

(Both screaming)

What do we do now?

There's only one thing we can do.

Hold on tight.

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"Why did Columbus sail the Atlantic?

Because he didn't want to get his feet wet."

(Laughing)

This must be Algy's homework.

Take a look at that, Bill.

A tropical paradise.

BILLVery nice.

But it doesn't do us much good up here.

Uh-oh, looks like we won't be up here for much longer.

We're doomed.

The newspapers. Get folding.

It'll never work, Rupert.

It's our only chance.

BOTHWhoa!

(Rupert laughing) BILLWhoa!

Amazing.

Everything is made of folded paper.

An origami city.

I wonder who lives here.

Hey!

Whoever they are,

they're not very friendly.

MANI thought I told you

to make sure you weren't followed, captain.

Sorry, Mr. Mayor.

They must have snuck aboard when--

Spare me the excuses and roll out the heavy a*tillery.

Oh!

Hey!

Look out.

Yuck.

This reminds me of math lessons.

Are Freddy and Ferdie down there?

I doubt it, but we'll soon find out.

MAYORIt's no use.

Those giants are indestructible.

(Sighing)

We've thrown everything we've got at them.

I hate to do it, but they leave us no option.

We'll have to use the ultimate weapon.

(Gasping)

You don't mean--?

That's right, captain.

When all else fails, you make friends.

Welcome, dear boys. Welcome.

I am mayor of Origami City.

Pleased to meet you, Mr. Mayor.

Sorry we dropped in unannounced. We didn't mean to upset anyone.

Oh, not at all.

Been looking forward to it all week.

What was all that just now then?

Oh, please. Let's not dwell on the past.

We have to look forward to the future.

Speaking of which, staying long or just passing through?

We've come about the paper you've taken from Nutwood.

Absolutely. Couldn't agree more. Where are my manners?

Can't send you on your way without a tour of the city.

(Tires screeching) (Both screaming)

RUPERTIt must have taken a lot of skill

to build an entire city from folded paper.

All I know how to fold is laundry.

Yes, paper folding was a lot of work in the olden days.

Thanks to me, Origami City is on the fast track to modernization.

RUPERTI prefer paper pagodas.

Positively. MAYORPreposterous.

Progressthat's the ticket. You've got to think bigger.

Faster. Better.

Now this is what I call progress.

(Car horns honking)

BILLI know paper is made from trees,

but you're doing it the other way round.

MAYORThat's old-fashioned thinking.

Not only are paper trees bigger and better,

they're neater than old-fashioned real ones.

No leaves to rake. MAYORI assure you we no longer

cut down trees to make paper here on Origami Island.

(Machinery whirring)

My paper refolding machine

can do the work of a hundred paper folders.

Everything is bigger, faster and better.

RUPERTThose are the professor's blueprints.

And Mom was looking for those bags this morning.

Hey, that's my kite.


(Gears screeching) MAYORWhoa!

You can't halt progress.

Hey. This paper is needed

to keep up production quotas.

Get your own paper.

But we have big plans for that kite.

So do I.

(Grunting)

(Gears screeching)

RUPERTI'm sure the people of Nutwood

would be happy to give you their paper,

since it's so obviously needed here.

Good for you.

(Machinery whirring)

But only after they've finished with it.

A joint venture. Brilliant idea.

You're a very progressive thinker, Rupert. I like that.

Then you won't mind returning Dad's gardening magazine

or the professor's important research?

Patience, boys. Patience.

These things take time.

Now, we'll have to put it to the Paper Unfolding Committee,

After careful consideration,

weighing this, that and the other,

once we've had time to study...

We'll never get to go kite flying at this rate.

...we'll come up with a solution that will make all of us happy.

Hey!

(Both grunting)

We're not happy.

MAYORNo, but we are.

(Rupert and Bill screaming)

Ooh.

Remind me to take the mayor of Origami City

off my Christmas card list.

Where are we?

There's no address, so we must be in the middle of nowhere.

(Gasping)

You're right, Bill.

Look at this.

(Gasping)

The mayor wasn't lying

when he said they don't make paper

from trees on Origami Island anymore.

That's only because there aren't any trees left.

(Creature growling)

(Roaring)

It's a tiger!

Run for it!

(Growling)

(Grunting)

RUPERTIn here.

(Both panting)

I think we lost him.

Rupert, ever get the feeling you're being watched?

(Rupert screaming) BILLRun for it!

Are you all right?

I think so. Just one or two paper cuts?

No wonder. Look.

Origami animals.

They look a little frayed around the edges.

(All chittering)

(Roaring)

Leave my friends alone.

It's the tiger. Run for it, Rupert.

It's only a paper tiger, Bill.

There isn't anything to be frightened of.

Oh, I knew it.

It's because I'm all crumpled up, isn't it?

Don't worry.

I can fix that in no time.

(All chittering)

(Laughing)

So this is what it's like to have a tiger by the tail.

(Roaring) (Gasping)

Thank you.

RUPERTThere you are.

How's it coming, Bill?

(Trumpeting) Oh!

This origami business is trickier than I thought.

Why are you all hiding in this cave?

It's progress, Rupert.

At least, that's what the mayor of Origami City called it

when he flattened our zoo to make room

for his new refolding factory.

We barely escaped refolding ourselves.

He said we were old-fashioned.

They tried to refold me into a taxi cab.

(Honking)

If I were you, I'd get off this crazy island

as soon as possible.

But where could we go?

Bill, remember the island we flew over on the way here?

That's it there, on the horizon.

I don't know, Rupert.

Does it have progress?

Not a trace.

It's paradise.

It sounds wonderful.

But how will we get there?


It's too far to swim.

We'd be waterlogged in minutes.

We need a boat.

But there's no wood around to build one.

No problem. I can fold one out of paper.

(Laughing)

Don't worry.

I know just the thing.

We'll have our boat in no time.

Compliments to the mayor of Origami City.

Heave.

(All cheering)

Rupert, my kite.

Sorry, Bill.

I'm afraid we'll have to leave it behind.

Looks more like it's leaving me behind.

That's the most impatient kite I've ever built.

(Mayor snickering)

MAYORThat paper you brought back

from Nutwood was just what I needed

to finish this magnificent vessel.

Ooh, what a beautiful sight.

All those trees, just waiting to be turned

into buses and skyscrapers and shopping malls.

Our paper shortage is over.

At least for this month.

The mayor has folded his own bigger and better ship.

(Sighing)

It's no use.

Paradise doesn't stand a chance against progress.

We're not going to give up before the race has even begun.

All you have to do is get to the island ahead of him

and claim it for yourselves.

I'll bet he's got a plan.

I have a plan, but I'll need some volunteers.

(Owl hooting) (Tiger snarling)

(Elephant trumpeting) (Horse whinnying)

All right, this is what we're going to do.

MAYOROh, I can't wait to start

turning those trees into pulp.

I'll build a new paper-making factory.

We'll increase production %.

Not if we get there first.

What?

Full speed ahead.

Ready to launch, Rupert.

(Animals cheering)

I'm not going to let a bunch of wastepaper

stand in the way of progress.

Fire!

Oh, no.

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Whoa!

He's going to swamp us.

We need a plan.

Rupert.

Do you know how to fold a paper airplane?

Brilliant! We'll call out the air force.

Yahoo!

I hope this works.

We got to give the others enough time to reach the island.

sh**t them down. sh**t them down.

Ya!

We're hit.

Bill!

(Grunting)

Bill.

Don't worry about us, Rupert.

Ready?

Ready.

Then here we go!

Fire!

But sir--

I said fire!

That's an order.

RUPERTHere they come.

Bombs away!

Uh-oh.

It worked!

(Laughing)

(Spitting)

You nincompoop.

BILLHooray!

(All cheering)

(Whinnying)

(Growling)

Good as new.

I think you'll all be very happy here in your new home.

Oh, sure, all well and good for you.

But what about me?

What about progress?

Maybe you could make your own paradise, Mr. Mayor.

With this.

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RUPERTThat's it.

Dad says you really have to puddle it in.

Hm, so this is what the professor's been working on.

(Sighing)

It'll be years before this little fellow

makes a scrap paper's bit of difference.


RUPERTThis could be just what you need, Mr. Mayor.

Take a look.

Hm, a patented machine for reforestation,

transplantation and service station?

BILLA seedling goes through here,

triggers the automatic sprinkling can,

and this metal foot tamps it all down perfectly.

Brilliant.

With the help of the professor's invention,

you'll be able to replant the entire island's natural forest.

BILLIt will still take time

and a lot of hard work.

(Moaning)

But that's what we call progress.

My kite!

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