01x02 - Baby Tooth/Slobber Slug

[bunniefuu]

- ♪ Baby Shark, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ Baby Shark, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ Baby Shark, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ Baby Shark ♪

♪ And this is my show, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ That's my mom, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ That's my dad, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ That's William! - Whoo-hoo!

- ♪ We live here ♪

♪ We do fun things ♪

♪ And through it all - ♪ Do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

- ♪ We dance and sing ♪

♪ This is Baby... - ♪ Baby... ♪

all: ♪ "Shark's Big Show" ♪

- ♪ Do, do-do, do-do-do ♪

[upbeat music]

- [singsongy] Baby Shark!

♪ Oh, Baby Shark! ♪

Is my little pup ready for breakfast?

- Um, do sharks sing?

The answer is... ♪ Yes ♪

- [laughs] Fresh pan kelps,

coming up in just a few short minutes.

[stomach growls]

- I don't know if I can wait that long.

- Take it from your wise, dignified,

and dare I say handsome grandpa.

Patience is a virtue.

[horn honks]

- [snickers]

[laughter]

- Pranking is also a virtue.

- [laughing]

- Not totally sure how that applies, Grandma.

- Pranks teach you about

the total randomness of the universe,

like having to wait for pan kelps.

[stomach growling] - But I'm so hungry.

- Baby Shark Brooklyn,

what are you doing?

- What? Wha--I couldn't wait!

[suspenseful music]

I think my tooth is loose.

- [gasps] Your tooth is loose!

Don't worry! Because your daddy

also happens to be the best dentist in Carnivore Cove!

To my dental office!

[adventurous music]

♪ ♪

Hm...

All right, now say "Ah."

- [singsongy] Ahhh!

[holding note]

- So what's the daddy diagnosis?

- Yeah, you do have a loose tooth.

It's every shark's rite of passage.

- And once it falls out,

you'll get a visit from the Toothfish Fairy!

- [gasps] The Toothfish Fairy?

- Mm-hmm.

She's a magical, mysterious fish.

- Put a tooth under your pillow, and poof!

She'll switch it out for a shiny sand dollar

while you sleep!

- A whole sand dollar?

But how will she know my tooth is there?

- Legend has it,

she has a tooth tracking wand.

Its radar reaches far and wide,

keeping track of even the teensiest tooth,

to a T!

- That's jaw-some!

Daddy, quick!

Take it out with your dentist powers!

- [laughs] Hold your seahorses.

That wiggly little guy will come out

when he's good and ready!

You can't rush these things.

- [grumbles]

[upbeat music]

♪

[squeaking]

- Yep, that's a loose tooth, all right.

Are you thinking what I'm thinking?

- Gee, William,

I'm just thinking--

together: We gotta do whatever it takes

to get this tooth out so we can get our fins

on that sweet, sweet sand dollar!

[both panting]

- That right there, that's best friend brain.

Now let's say "ta-ta" to this tooth.

[rock music]

both: ♪ Gonna get this tooth out ♪

♪ Gonna get this tooth out ♪

- ♪ Get it out of my mouth ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Gonna get this tooth out ♪

- But Baby, how we gonna do it?

both: ♪ We gotta figure it out ♪

Ha!

- That's it!

♪ We're gonna get this tooth out ♪

♪ Whatever it takes ♪

♪ Just to get this silly tooth out ♪

- Whoa, whoa!

What are we doing at the water warps?

And why is my tooth tied to that anchor?

- Think about it,

Water warps help us swim super, duper fast...

- Mm-hmm, mm-hmm.

I don't get it.

- They're powerful enough to get your tooth out!

Look, now that we've tied your tooth to this anchor,

we'll simply throw it into that water warp.

- [moans] If this is what

I gotta do to get that sand dollar,

then this is what I gotta do.

- [straining] And you do.

Here you go, big guy.

- All right, Toothy!

Time to get lost.

[playful music]

[triumphant fanfare]

both: Whoo-hoo!

- We did it! We got that tooth out!

[laughs] - Wait a minute.

Where's it going?

William, I'm losing my tooth!

- Whoo!

♪ Uh-huh, mm-hmm, yeah, you did ♪

- No, I mean, it's really lost.

[music halts]

I'm going in.

- Oh... I don't like this.

[upbeat music]

- Toothy, come back!

- Baby! Wait up!

Baby Shark, as your pilot fish,

I gotta say, maybe we should stop,

and take a minute to make a plan.

- No, William!

We're close, I can feel it in my fins.

We gotta hurry!

Not over here,

or over here.

- Slow down!

- This way. It's definitely this way.

[rock music]

♪ ♪

both: Whoa.

-That's...a lot of water.

- No problem.

We can do-do-do do-do anything.

Right? So--so we'll just search...

all of it.

Toothy!

♪ You're my favorite tooth

♪ The one I love to brush ♪

♪ As soon as you were loose ♪

♪ I lost you in a rush ♪

♪ I miss the time we flossed ♪

♪ Removing all that plaque ♪

♪ Now I feel so lost

♪ Toothy, come back ♪

♪ Toothy, come back ♪

♪ Toothy, you're the only tooth I wanted ♪

♪ The only tooth I need ♪

♪ I'm missing you like crazy ♪

♪ So come back to me ♪

- ♪ You're the only tooth he wanted ♪

♪ The only tooth he needs ♪

♪ He misses you like crazy ♪

both: ♪ So come back to me ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Oh, Toothy ♪

♪ Come back to me

♪ Please

[rapid pinging]

- My tooth tracking wand doesn't lie.

You got a tooth that needs finding?

both: The--the...

You're the--

- The Toothfish Fairy.

That's my name, don't wear it out--

or do.

both: Jaw-some!

[playful music]

- [clicks tongue]

Yoinked it too early, huh?

- Uh-huh.

- Should've waited till it was ready.

- Uh-huh.

- And now my Tooth Tracker has

has all the information it needs.

So let's track that tooth!

- Yeah! [laughter]

Wow, that tooth tracking wand is so hi-tech.

- Yeah, can you play games on that thing?

- Tooth tracking isn't child's play,

but I'll show you the ropes--

or as I like to call it, "the floss."

[laughs]

Little tooth biz joke right there.

- Come on, Tooth Fish Fairy, we gotta hurry.

- Slow down, little fishy.

You can't rush the wand.

[rapid pinging]

Mm, this way.

- We found the anchor.

But where's Toothy?

- Not here.

It's moving away.

Fast!

- Toothy!

[suspenseful music]

- Ugh, the sea snakes have it.

Why did it have to be sea snakes?

- [hissing]

- They're headed into--

it can't be.

The Coral Cavern.

[eerie music]

Sea snakes love to hide valuables

deep within the Coral Cavern's

coral-ly corridors.

both: Cool.

[brakes screech]

- And that's because no fishy has ever

bested its traps.

- Look, there it is!

- [hissing]

- No fishy takes Baby Shark's baby tooth

and gets away with it.

Toothy, I'm coming!

[laughter]

- Come on, we have to hurry.

- No.

The whole reason I got into this mess

is because I was trying to rush.

Now?

I need to take my time.

- Atta-shark!

- You ready to turn this best friend brain

into a best friend boogie?

Wait for it...

Now!

♪ The only tooth I wanted

- ♪ The only tooth he needs ♪

- ♪ I'm missing you like crazy ♪

♪ So come back to me ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Oh, Toothy ♪

♪ Come back to me ♪

♪ Please ♪

[cheering]

- Impressive stuff.

What's your name, anyways?

- Baby.

Baby Shark.

♪ ♪

- It may not be under a pillow,

but a tooth for tooth.

So how 'bout it?

both: Whoa.

- Um, thank you, but

there's no rush.

I think I'll hang on to Toothy for just a little bit longer.

- Huh. Well, suit yourself.

- You know, Toothfish Fairy,

maybe I lost a tooth,

but I'm glad that along the way,

I gained a friend!

- Oh, boy.

- We gotta do this again sometime.

- It's so beautiful.

[laughing]

- We're so proud of you, Baby.

- [exclaims] You're starting to look like me.

[laughter]

- Good night, little pup.

- Good night!

Hmm...

Good, you made it.

- Baby Shark!

Let me guess, you changed your mind,

and you're ready to give up that tooth.

- Nope, I just missed my new buddy

and thought we could sing a quick song or two--

or ten.

- Ugh, I don't know any songs.

- Come on!

You know this one!

[upbeat music]

both: ♪ Baby Shark ♪

♪ Do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ Baby Shark, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ Baby Shark, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ Baby Shark ♪

[upbeat music]

- [sniffs]

Ahh, I love the smell of spreadsheets in the morning.

- And, the smell of fresh pan kelps.

[both inhale deeply]

both: Ahh.

- It's time for Carnivore Cove Barnacle Ball!

- Good morning to you too.

- Pop fly, Baby!

Breakfast in the outfield.

Good catch. - [gulps]

- So are you playing with your usual team?

- Uh-huh. All my heavy hitters--

also known as my friends--

will be there!

Vola, with her signature pitch.

- The whirlpool fastball.

- Chucks, the speediest seahorse around.

- Giddy-up.

- Goldie, a dazzling newcomer

with a flair for the dramatic.

- Out? Who me?

Darling, never.

- Hank, the lovable whale fish

who holds the team together.

- Okay, Rocky,

time to play. Ooh!

- And of course, William!

Wait, I'm supposed to meet William!

Gotta go!

both: Have fun!

[frenzied music]

- Willi-- ooh.

- Baby! There you are.

Come on, we're gonna be late for Barnacle Ball!

- Don't worry, I know a shortcut.

This way!

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- Baby, this isn't a shortcut!

It's--

The Lair of the Slobber Slug.

[eerie noises]

Haven't you heard the stories?

It'll slobber you to smithereens!

[low growling]

- The long way it is.

Hey, every fishy!

Ready to play?

- Indeed. - You know it.

- Aw, nice!

Thanks for bringing the barnacle ball, Hank!

- Huh?

Oh! [laughs]

No, no-- this isn't a barnacle ball.

It's my pet rock, Rocky.

That is a barnacle ball.

See?

Totally different!

- Oh, okay.

We'll use that one, then.

- Let's play ball!

[cheering]

- Wish me luck, Rocky.

[lively organ music]

- ♪ It's your turn ♪

♪ Come and try your best ♪

♪ Keep your eye on the prize ♪

♪ And forget the rest ♪

♪ Time to swing, time to race ♪

♪ Show 'em you're ready, show 'em your game face ♪

♪ ♪

♪ It's game time, yeah ♪

♪ Yeah, show 'em your game face ♪

♪ It's game time, yeah, yeah

♪ It doesn't matter if you win or lose ♪

♪ It's how you play the game ♪

♪ Under the sea, having fun all day ♪

♪ It's time to move ♪

♪ And it's time to make waves ♪

♪ It's game time ♪

♪ Show 'em your game face ♪

♪ It's game time, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Show 'em your game face ♪

♪ It's game time, yeah, yeah ♪

♪ Show 'em your game face! ♪

I'm gonna hit a home run this time,

I can feel it in my fins.

- Not if I can help it.

Now where'd that barnacle ball go?

Hmm...

Oh, here it is.

Here comes my whirlpool fastball.

- And there it goes.

- Whoa, great hit, Baby!

- Perhaps a little too great.

That's the Lair of the Slobber Slug!

- Welp, looks like we'll never

see that barnacle ball again.

- Hey, has anyone seen Rocky?

I left him right here.

- Uh-oh, I think I maybe,

sort of, definitely pitched...

Rocky.

- Rocky!

[eerie tones]

- Rocky!

He's there! He's down there.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- [growling]

[all gasp]

- I'm sorry, Hank.

It was an accident.

I can find you another rock.

- [gasps]

I can't replace Rocky!

He's been with me since I was little.

Through the good times,

and the bad times.

He's my rock, literally.

I don't know what I'll do without him.

- Aww.

What a beautiful friendship.

We've gotta save Rocky!

- Maybe we could--

I don't know,

ask the Slobber Slug to give him back?

- Ask the Slobber Slug?

He's a ferocious beast!

- [growling]

- Oh, no,

he took Rocky into his slobbery lair.

- Don't worry,

I've got an idea.

I can tunnel our way to Rocky.

- Wouldn't it be faster to ask?

[sighs]

[rock music]

- Rocky should be right here.

Or not. - Hi, Mom.

- Hi, Baby, kids.

Looks like a pretty interesting game

of barnacle ball.

- Mrs. Shark,

you have no idea.

- Listen up, team.

We only have one option left.

A daring rescue mission.

We are gonna sneak into the Lair of the Slobber Slug.

- Whoa. - Ooh.

- Dark.

- But don't worry.

I have a plan.

We need to get Slobber Slug away from his cave.

So, Goldie--

you're going to be our master of distraction.

- A role I was born to play.

- William, Vola, and Chucks,

you're with me.

As Goldie is keeping Slobber busy,

we'll sneak by, make our way into his cave,

and save Rocky.

- Aye-aye. - Got it.

- All right!

- What about me?

What's my job?

Put me in, coach.

- Hank, you're too close to this.

You care so much about Rocky,

you might put yourself in Slobber's way.

That's why I'm giving you the most important job--

lookout.

- Lookout?

- Uh-huh. You'll let us know

when it's safe to save Rocky.

- I understand.

- Operation Super Sneaky Rock Rescue,

on three! One, two, three!

[all talking at once]

- Good enough!

- [growling and chewing]

[sneaky music]

- All right, Goldie,

you golden, golden gal.

Now is your time to shine.

Oh, Slobber Slug...

- [confused grunt]

- It's...

Goldie time!

The greatest entertainer under the sea.

- Ahh.

- The coast is clear.

- That's the signal.

Let's swim.

- [humming happily]

- Be sneaky.

So sneaky. So super sneaky.

Slobber? [all groaning]

- [growling]

- Oh, Slobby-- No, no, no, no!

Look over here!

- It's safe!

Keep going!

- Come on, we're almost there.

♪ ♪

He's gotta be around here somewhere.

- Look at all this junk.

- And all this slobber.

- There he is!

Rocky!

- We found him!

[cheers and laughter]

all: ♪ We got Rocky, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ Got Rocky, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ Got Rocky, do-do, do-do-do ♪

♪ Got Rocky-- ♪

[loud metallic creaking]

[all gasp]

- Hmm? [growls]

- Slobby, wait!

- [growling]

- Ah, bubble busters!

- [gasps] Slobby was not a fan

of my spectacular dance.

It's curtains for us.

- [gulps] Rocky's not the only one in trouble.

Now all my friends are gonna get slobberized.

That's it. I gotta face this head on!

- Chill, Slobby!

Good little slug.

[all gasp]

- [growling]

- Excuse me!

- Hank!

- What are you doing?

- What I should have done from the beginning.

Going right up to the Slobber Slug and...

politely explaining our situation.

- Hmm?

- Hi, Slobber--

or, um, Mr. Slug?

Sorry to bother you, but we lost my rock

in your lair and we should have asked you

but we were afraid and--

I guess what I'm trying to say is,

can you please, please, please, please not slobber us?

- [growling]

[panting]

- [laughs] Hey.

The Slobber Slug isn't scary.

I think he just wants to play.

- Then... let's go play!

[cheers and laughter]

- [laughs] Hey, Slobber Slug,

go long!

[laughter]

- I guess facing our problems head on

wasn't such a big deal after all.

We should have listened to you, Hank.

- I'm just happy we have our number one fan back.

Who's with me?

all: Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!

- ♪ It's the end, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ It's the end, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ It's the end, do-do, do-do-do-do ♪

♪ 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" ♪

♪ Do, do-do, do-do-do ♪