01x01 - All I Want For Fishmas

[bunniefuu]

- ♪ Baby shark, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ Baby shark, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ Baby shark, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ Baby shark ♪

♪ And this is my show, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ That's my mom, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ That's my dad, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

That's William! - Whoo-hoo!

♪ We live here, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ We do fun things, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ And through it all ♪

♪ We dance and sing ♪

♪ This is "Baby Shark's Big Show" ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

[festive music]

♪ ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo ♪

[sniffs] It's Fishmas!

♪ In the air you really can smell it ♪

♪ That's what makes it easy to tell ♪

♪ It's Fishmas, it's Fishmas ♪

♪ Every fishy gathers at home ♪

♪ A time of joy and, oh, the aroma ♪

♪ Fishmas is almost here ♪

♪ Santa Jaws is on his way ♪

♪ It's gonna be the greatest day ♪

♪ It's Fishmas ♪ - ♪ Do, do, do, do ♪

- ♪ It's Fishmas ♪ - ♪ Do, do, do, do ♪

- ♪ Hanging fish lights, decorating ♪

♪ Getting ready, celebrating ♪

- ♪ Baking favorites you gotta try ♪

♪ It's Fishmas biscuits, oh my ♪

♪ It's my favorite time of year ♪

♪ For pulling pranks or spreading cheer ♪

- ♪ How did I wind up in here? ♪

- ♪ Santa Jaws is on his way ♪

♪ It's gonna be the greatest day ♪

♪ It's Fishmas ♪ - ♪ Do, do, do, do ♪

- ♪ It's Fishmas ♪ - ♪ Do, do, do, do ♪

♪ Can you smell it in the air? ♪

♪ It's all too sweet beyond compare ♪

♪ It's Fishmas ♪ - ♪ Do, do, do, do ♪

- ♪ It's Fishmas ♪ - ♪ Do, do, do, do ♪

It's Fishmas with Baby Shark!

♪ ♪

Oh, I hope I get a Burpin' Bubs!

Ooh, "To Baby Shark, love Mommy and Daddy."

Wonder what's inside.

- You'll have to wait to open your presents,

Baby Shark Brooklyn.

- I'm only trying to guess what it is.

Sharks sense, don't fail me now.

[straining]

I'm getting strong sock energy, hm.

[gasps] This one.

This one has to be Burpin' Bubs.

[straining]

- Slow your swim, little pup.

- But I want a Burpin' Bubs so, so, so badly.

Every fishy does. It's everywhere.

It's everything.

[toy belches]

[laughs]

- You'll just have to wait and see on Fishmas morning.

- Santa Jaws might bring it for you.

- But that's so far away.

- It's two days away. I could count it on my fins.

One, two.

- Mm, two days too many.

- Ooh, I wonder if Santa Jaws

will bring me tooth-shaped sunglasses.

- Yeah, you'll have to wait too.

[sad trombone womps]

- Oh, you've been waiting

for those novelty sunglasses for years.

[laughter]

♪ ♪

- William!

Oh, best friend in the whole wide water, William!

- But, Mom, Burpin' Bubs is educational!

- William, it's a bubble that burps.

[sighs]

You'll have to wait and see what Santa Jaws

has up his sleeve. - William!

Oh, hi, Ms. Manta. - Hi, Baby Shark.

Are you two off to go coraling?

[singing together] ♪ Yes, yes, yes, yes ♪

♪ Yes, yes, yes ♪

- It's our favorite Fishmas tradition.

- [chuckles] Well, have fun.

- We will. - Bye, Mom.

♪ ♪

[singing together] ♪ Coraling is caroling ♪

♪ Except we're in the sea ♪

♪ Sharing all our Fishmas songs with the community ♪

♪ Jingle shells, jingle shells ♪

♪ Jingle while we sway ♪

♪ Soon we'll get a bunch of toys ♪

♪ And then we'll play all day, yay ♪

[singing together] ♪ We ♪

♪ Wish you a merry Fishmas ♪

♪ We wish you a merry Fishmas ♪

♪ We wish you a merry Fishmas ♪

- ♪ And a happy new toy ♪

[record scratches]

- Uh, Baby Shark, you just said, "toy."

- I did? [chuckles]

Whoops.

[all gasp]

[together] Burpin' Bubs!

- Let me guess-- you want a Burpin' Bubs too?

I want one so badly. - Ernie, let's go, little one.

- Coming, Mom! Bye, bye.

[together] Bye!

- That kid gets it. Well, should we head home?

The sooner we get to bed, the sooner it's Fishmas Eve!

- William, you are so smart.

And to think right this instant

Santa Jaws must be getting ready

for the long trip from the North Pole.

- [gasps] I can't believe it!

I gotta tell the others!

[dramatic music]

- No way! - That's awful!

- It can't be true!

- What? - No.

- Really? - Yes.

[indistinct whispering]

♪ ♪

- [gasps] Oh, my gills!

Baby Shark!

♪ ♪

- [snoring]

- Baby, wake up!

Something terrible's happened!

- [snoring]

- You leave me no choice.

[clears throat]

♪ Baby Shark ♪

- ♪ Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

Oh, hey, William. What's up?

- Santa Jaws is missing!

- [gasps]

[screams]

- [screams]

Hopping halibut, Santa Jaws is missing?

Are you serious? - Serious as a snapper.

Every kid under the sea is talking about it.

Do you know what this means?

Add two, carry the holly-jolly, and...

- I don't get it.

- No Santa Jaws means no Fishmas,

which means... [gasps]

No Burpin' Bubs!

- No Burpin' Bubs? Not on my watch.

All right, William, we have a fishy situation

on our fins.

There's only one thing to do-- find Santa Jaws.

- Find Santa Jaws? But we're just two kids.

That's fin-possible!

- Together nothing's fin-possible.

Together we can...

♪ Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

Anything!

- Then let's...

♪ Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

Do this!

- We'll need snackies for the trip.

Fishmas biscuits. - [chomps]

- And ribbon. [chuckles]

Yep. - Ribbon? Why?

- 'Cause it's pretty.

Huh, makes sense.

- Now to the North Pole!

- So how are we actually going to get there?

- There's just one way-- the water warps!

These speedy waterways will get us to the North Pole

in two shakes of a tailfin.

- I don't know. Looks pretty fast.

- Exactly. Now, let's go!

- Baby, you should look before you leap!

[upbeat festive music]

Ooh, I can't feel my face!

- Awesome!

Which way do we go, pilotfish? - Uh, this way!

Now that way!

♪ ♪

[together] There it is!

Whoa!

[both grunt]

[wind whooshes]

[together] The North Pole!

We've got a Santa Jaws to find.

[chomping]

♪ ♪

- Have you seen Santa Jaws? - Nope, sorry.

- Follow up question-- have you ever seen

a more pretty ribbon?

♪ ♪

- Have you seen this shark? - No.

- Ask the seabird. - Hey, seabird--

- Can't talk now!

- Have you seen this-- - I'm holding my breath!

- Excuse me, kind sirs,

have either of you seen Santa Jaws?

- Sorry, chums, I haven't seen him.

- Oh, this is hopeless!

If we can't find Santa Jaws...

- Fishmas will be ruined, and worse,

we won't get our Burpin' Bubs!

[together] Huh?

[ethereal music]

- Whoa. - Whoa.

A sea angel.

♪ ♪

- I think she wants us to follow her.

♪ ♪

- [high-pitched humming]

- Huh, you want us to look through these?

- Ooh, you're so right, sea angel.

While we're here, we might as well

get a little sightseeing in. [gasps]

There he is. It's Santa Jaws.

- [gasps] We found him!

- [high-pitched humming]

- Sea angel, wait!

You helped us.

Don't you want something in return?

- [high-pitched murmuring]

- What's she saying?

- Giving is the gift itself.

- Wow, giving?

That doesn't feel like a real gift.

- Yeah, how do you play with that?

- [screams]

- Mighty mackerel, Santa isn't missing.

He's being chased out of town!

- Those pesky penguins must be out to destroy Fishmas.

But why? - Isn't it obvious?

They want to take all the Burpin' Bubs

for themselves!

- Not if we can help it.

[dramatic music]

h*, h*, hold up!

♪ ♪

Baby Shark and William are coming to town!

- What in the deep blue sea?

- Worry not. You're in good fins now.

- Pretty sweet ribbon, am I right?

Hold on!

[together] Whoa!

- Wait, I don't think you under--

- Save your energy!

We have some pesky penguins on our tail.

- They're gaining on us! What should we do?

- Do you still have those biscuits?

- Good idea! I am pretty hungry.

- No, William, you have to throw them!

Every fishy knows penguins can't resist

a tasty Fishmas biscuit. - That is true.

- [sighs] For Fishmas!

[grunts]

[penguins squawking harshly]

- [gulps] Mmm.

- It's working! Throw some more!

- [grunts]

[penguins squawking harshly]

- Yes!

Fishy fierce!

[grunting rhythmically]

[penguins chomping rhythmically]

- [grunting rhythmically]

[penguins chomping rhythmically]

- Uh-oh.

- Whoo-hoo! - Yeah, we did it!

- ♪ Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

- We saved Fishmas! - Um, excuse me.

- We're riding high, and there are no obstacles

in sight. - Look out!

[all scream]

- No need to worry, Santa Jaws.

We saved you from those evil penguins.

- Huh? Those penguins aren't evil.

They're my Fishmas helpers. - Really?

Then why were they trying

to get you to leave the North Pole?

- They weren't.

They were trying to get me to stay here.

- Santa, come back.

- For the last time, I am done with Fishmas.

I quit!

[both gasp]

[together] What?

- You quit?

But you can't quit on Fishmas. - Yeah, you're Santa Jaws.

- Sorry, kids, my mind's made up,

but since you came all this way,

there is something I want to give to you.

Follow me.

[festive music]

- Whoa. - Santa Jaws's workshop!

♪ ♪

- Yep.

♪ ♪

And this is the present parlor.

[together] This is the best day

of my life!

[record scratches] - [gasps]

Baby, look, it's...

[ethereal choral music]

[together] Burpin' Bubs.

- Take 'em. They're yours.

- For real?

♪ ♪

[toys burping rhythmically]

I love you, Bubs.

[toy belches]

[laughter]

What will he say next?

- He'll burp.

[sighs]

At least two kids got their wishes this year.

Baby Shark and William.

- But what about every fishy else?

There's so many presents.

- But still not enough for every kid under the sea.

Just look at my wish list.

- It doesn't look so long.

Oh.

- If I can't make every fish's wishes come true...

[sighs] Then I might as well quit.

- But Santa!

- Oh, don't call me that name. I don't deserve it.

Santa Jaws delivers, but I can't.

- What do you mean?

- Here, I'll show you.

[melancholy music]

With all this demand for Burpin' Bubs,

my workshop broke down. I failed.

I'm no Santa Jaws,

so from now on, you can call me Dave.

♪ Oh, I used to be called Santa Jaws ♪

♪ But now those days are done ♪

♪ My workshop's gears got all jammed up ♪

♪ From all those Burpin' Bubs ♪

♪ ♪

♪ If I can't give that special toy ♪

♪ To all on Fishmas day ♪

♪ Then I'm out, I'm done, I quit ♪

♪ Because I've lost my Fishmas way ♪

♪ So don't call me Santa ♪

♪ Call me Dave ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Call me Dave ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Call me Dave ♪

♪ 'Cause Fishmas ♪

♪ Can't be saved ♪

♪ ♪

- Whoa, Santa Jaws has totally lost his Fishmas spirit.

- Tooth-shaped sunglasses, just like my dad wanted.

So no other fishes will get their wishes?

Not even him?

- [sighs] Not this year.

- William, getting this made me happy,

but I think I know something that will make me even happier.

- Totally, totally.

We should each snag a second Burpin' Bubs.

- No, seeing every fishy else get their Fishmas wishes.

- But that's fin-possible! - Nothing's fin-possible.

- Because together...

[together] ♪ We can ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

Do this!

[upbeat music]

- All right, William, we've got to fix this Bubs machine.

Baby Bash!

Whoa.

I was sure that would work.

- Don't worry. I got this.

Hmm.

Just a simple system override, and...

[machine humming]

[gasps]

[harsh buzzer]

That didn't work either. - See?

You don't understand. I tried everything!

- But we didn't!

[straining]

Hm, I think I see the problem.

It's a blue and goopy problem, and it's stuck in the gears.

- That's what I've been singing about.

- I know. We just have to work together.

William, take a closer look. - On it!

♪ ♪

Okay, fins don't fail me now.

♪ ♪

- Even if we fixed it, we don't have time!

It's almost Fishmas!

- [grunting] Got it!

Do your thing, Baby!

- Shark strength!

[machine humming]

Ay, beluga, you fixed it!

- Whoo! - Yeah, yeah!

[dramatic music]

- We must hurry!

- Come on, every fishy!

[together] We can...

♪ Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

Do this!

[penguins cheering]

[upbeat festive music]

♪ ♪

- Let's go faster!

♪ ♪

Even faster!

♪ ♪

[clock chimes]

[together] We did it!

- It's a Fishmas miracle!

- Look at all those presents.

- Now it's time to sleigh.

- Ready to fly. - And ready to guide.

- Then up, up, and away!

♪ ♪

- ♪ Baby shark, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ Giving gifts to you and you and you ♪

♪ Baby shark, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ Baby Shark ♪

- ♪ Santa Jaws, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ Giving gifts to you and you and you ♪

♪ Santa Jaws, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ Santa Jaws ♪

- ♪ And William too, too, too, too, too, too, too ♪

♪ Giving gifts to you and you and you ♪

- ♪ William too, too, too, too, too, too, too ♪

♪ William too ♪

[together] ♪ Giving gifts ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ To all fish, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ It's our wish, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

It's our wish!

♪ ♪

- [snoring]

- The last gift on my list--

a Burpin' Bubs for young Ernie Urchin.

- One Burpin' Bubs coming right up.

- Slight problem: there's none left.

- Poor critter, he'll be the only one

in Carnivore Cove who doesn't get his Fishmas wish.

[soft dramatic music]

- Hmm.

♪ ♪

- [gasps] Baby, you're giving up

your Burpin' Bubs?

- Giving is the gift itself, remember?

- [sobs] It's beautiful!

- [sobs]

[blows nose]

That's the true meaning of Fishmas.

[festive music]

- Thanks for helping me deliver every gift on my list.

You saved Fishmas.

- It's our pleasure, Dave.

- Dave's my father's name. You can call me Santa Jaws.

[laughs jollily]

Merry Fishmas!

- Well, William, looks like we pulled off

a Fishmas miracle after all.

- No mission too big

for the fishiest friends under the sea.

- After all that adventuring, who'd think

that I'd be swimming home empty-finned?

- I'm sorry, Baby Shark. - It's okay.

I thought Fishmas would be ruined

if I didn't get a Burpin' Bubs,

but this is the best Fishmas ever!

- Really? - Yeah!

Because I learned something really important.

- Me too.

- It's not about the gifts you get.

It's about the joy you give.

- I was gonna say we learned how to fly Santa Jaws's sleigh,

but I like your thing way better!

- Okay, but I got to admit that was pretty cool too.

[laughter]

- Merry Fishmas, big bud. - Merry Fishmas, little bud.

♪ ♪

It's Fishmas morning!

♪ ♪

Is it time for presents?

♪ ♪

- A picture of us? It's exactly what I wanted.

♪ ♪

- [yawns]

[gasps] I got it!

[toy belches]

[laughs]

♪ ♪

- Open your gifts. Open your gifts!

I want to see what Santa brought you!

♪ ♪

- Ah, tooth-shaped sunglasses! How did Santa Jaws know?

- He has his ways-- or so I hear.

♪ ♪

- It can't be. [gasps]

It is! It's a heavy-duty stapler.

Those papers don't stand a chance.

- Do I look cool? I feel cool.

- And I got socks!

- I'm sorry you didn't get a Burpin' Bubs, Baby.

- That's okay because I love the gifts I got.

- Precious time with family. - And socks!

- And also ribbon!

Merry Fishmas to all.

[together] And to all a good bite.

♪ It's the end, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ It's the end, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

♪ It's the end ♪

♪ Of our show ♪

♪ But don't go ♪

♪ Let's just flow ♪

♪ To the next episode ♪

♪ Of "Baby Shark's Big Show" ♪

♪ Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo, doo ♪

- Pinkfong.