01x09 & 01x10 - When You Wish Upon A Fish/Shark-Off

[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 ♪ - ♪ Doo doo doo doo doo doo ♪

- ♪ We dance and sing! ♪

♪ This is Baby Shark's Big Show! ♪

♪ Doo doo doo doo doo doo ♪

- One tuna, two tuna, three tuna.

Ready or not, here I swim.

- [screams]

- Consider yourself hunted. [laughs]

- Vola found Baby.

Now Baby is the hunter. Every fishy, hide!

- [laughs] Hide and Hunt is the best.

Okay, here I go.

One tuna, two tuna, three tuna.

- [gasps]

- Ready or not, here I swim.

[exciting music]

Hmm... [gasps]

Gotcha, Goldie.

- [sighs] - Baby found Goldie!

Now Goldie is the hunter.

- [yawns]

- [clears throat]

Goldie, you're supposed to hunt us now.

- [sighs] Alas, dear friends,

I haven't the heart to hunt.

- You okay, Goldirino?

- I'm sorry. It's just I miss the theater.

I miss performing on a stage.

- You mean back in your old fish tank?

- Precisely.

We'd perform the most magnificent musicals

for a sold-out crowd.

Last year we put on Starfish The Musical,

a musical about a starfish

who dreams of becoming a star,

starring me.

- That sounds like fun. - It was.

Sadly, I'm the only fishy in Carnivore Cove

with a passion for the grand art of musical theater.

[sighs]

- Uh, so what you're saying is

you don't want to play Hide and Hunt?

- Not right now. I'll feel better soon.

After all, the show must flow on.

- Oh, poor Goldie!

- If only she could be in a big musical again.

- Maybe she can. Let's put on a musical.

- Us, put on a musical?

- Yeah, let's perform Starfish The Musical

just like her fish tank friends.

How hard can it be? - I'm in.

- Let's do it. - Me too.

- Okay, here's what we do.

[all whispering]

[cheerful music]

- [sighs] Even this sweet frosty treat

can't shine my scales.

- Mail.

- Why, if it isn't the marvelous Mail Whale,

and with mail for moi? [gasps]

It says I'm being invited to a big musical

at the party puddle.

What do you know about this?

- [singing indistinctly]

- Every fishy in town has been invited,

but no fishy knows who the star is?

- [singing indistinctly]

- I agree.

This sounds like a can't-miss event.

I'll be there with shells on.

♪ ♪

- Ooh, why, hello, Sharks. Is Baby here?

- No, he said he was busy with a top secret project.

- Ooh, does this place have noisy snacks

I can eat in the middle of the performance?

- If it does, you'll find them.

- All right, fishies, let's go over our musical checklist.

William, did you make a starfish costume?

- Just a little more grotto goo...

And it's finished!

Sticky, but finished.

- Costume, check.

Vola and Hank, did you finish the set?

- It's ready.

Whoops!

Now it's ready. - Great.

Chucks, how's the orchestra doing?

- They're getting in the groove.

[exciting music]

- Fin-credible.

Now, let's all show Goldie that she has a home here

just as musical as her old one.

For Goldie! all: For Goldie.

- Places every fishy.

- It's starting. The energy, it's electric.

[applause]

- Ah, that actor looks familiar.

- It's Baby. - Shell-o and welcome.

Tonight, we will be performing Starfish The Musical.

- [gasps] It can't be.

- And the starring role will be played

by the greatest performer in the whole wide water.

[drumroll]

Psst, Hank, the light.

- Oh, yeah, moving the light.

- Goldie! - Me, perform?

No, I couldn't possibly.

I haven't even-- well, if you insist.

I graciously accept the role.

[applause]

Is this grotto goo?

- Uh... - No matter.

[grunts] The show must flow on.

I may look like an ordinary starfish,

but I have a big dream to one day

become a star.

♪ I'll show them my sparkle ♪

♪ I'll show them my glow ♪

♪ And when the time comes, I'll put on a show ♪

- Hey, that's us. - Oh, yeah.

all: ♪ 'Cause you're a starfish ♪

♪ You're a starfish ♪

♪ You're a starfish ♪

♪ All the fishy know you're a star ♪

-Whoa!

[all gasping]

- Was that supposed to happen? - Mm-mm.

- Hank, the curtain.

- Closing the curtain.

- Oh, bubble busters! - Baby...

- Just wait, Goldie.

The show will be so fin-credible,

you'll forget you were ever homesick.

- But-- - I promise.

- But I-- - Oh, no!

We're supposed to be on stage.

So, Miss Starfish, I hear you want to be a star.

- It's my dream, Mr. Fancy Fins.

Do you think it will ever come true?

- [gasps]

Uh... [stutters]

- I said, do you think it will ever come true?

And then you say, "Yes, I do."

- Oh, right, right, right, right.

Yes, I do. - Thank you.

I can't wait to show the world how this starfish shines.

- [grunting]

- Baby, that was-- - A mess, I know.

I know. But don't worry.

The show must flow on.

[chuckles]

Okay, so far, the show has been a total disaster.

- [crying]

- [gasps] See?

Goldie's in tears.

Since this next scene is her big moment,

we've got to make it as fintastic as possible.

- Then I'll add all the lights.

- I'll tell the minnows to crank it up to .

- That's the spirit, fishies. The show must flow on.

- [crying]

Perhaps I was a fool to think

that I, a simple starfish, could be something special.

- More! More!

[music playing faster]

- Huh? Wait, it's too fast.

And too bright.

[groans]

- I'll fix it. Got it.

[yelps]

- Ugh, no! [all gasping]

- This is so not good.

- Okay. So that happened?

- Intermission. We will be right back!

Hank, the curtain.

- Oh, no! - Avant garde!

- Goldie, I'm so sorry.

We wanted the show to be perfect for you

so you wouldn't be homesick, but it's a disaster.

I'll tell every fishy the show's canceled.

- Canceled?

But we still have the closing number to perform.

- You still want to do the show?

- But I saw you crying about how awful it is.

- That was acting, darling. I was rehearsing my next scene.

You fishies put on this whole show just for me.

You showed me that you care.

That makes this the best musical

I've ever been a part of.

[all cheering]

Now let's finish this thing in style.

What do you say?

all: The show must flow on!

- Maybe stardom isn't about singing and dancing

on a big stage.

Maybe it's about having friends who make you feel like a star,

wherever you are.

[upbeat music]

♪ Oh, give me the crowd ♪

♪ When they're happy and loud ♪

♪ And let me sing so strong and so proud ♪

♪ I'll step into the spotlight ♪

♪ I'm a starfish, shining so bright ♪

♪ You can hear me sing every day, every night ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm a starfish ♪

- ♪ You are the goldest by far ♪

♪ Every fishy knows you're a fish who's a star ♪

- ♪ Yes, I'm a starfish and all lights are on me ♪

♪ I'm making waves out--out of the sea ♪

- ♪ 'cause you're a starfish, the greatest by far ♪

- ♪ Every fishy says I'm a star ♪

♪ And I la-la-la-la love ♪

♪ To see the smile on each face ♪

- ♪ Who's a star? You're a star ♪

♪ You're the biggest star ♪

- ♪ I la-la-la-la love love center stage ♪

♪ 'Cause that's my happy place ♪

- ♪ Who's a star? You're a star ♪

♪ You're the biggest star ♪

- ♪ I'm a starfish, shinning so bright ♪

♪ You can hear me sing every day, every night ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm a starfish ♪

♪ I'm the goldest by far, the fish that's really a star ♪

- ♪ Yes, fish, you're the fish ♪

♪ You're the fish that's really a star ♪

[cheers and applause]

- Thank you. Thank you.

I couldn't ask for a more welcoming home

than Carnivore Cove.

[cheers and applause]

- Well, the reviews are in.

- Our friends are great.

- Ooh, where is it? Where is it?

- It's gotta be around here somewhere.

Huh?

[all chomping]

- You, drop those swirl berries.

Those pesky sand crabs will eat anything

if you don't keep an eye on them.

- And my lucky mustache is gone

because I didn't keep an eye on it.

- Mustache. Oh, William's lucky mustache.

- Where are you?

- Calm down, little Gup.

Your mustache must be here somewhere.

Just think, where's the last place you had it?

- Well, I styled it in the bathroom.

- Then we had a mustache dance party

in Daddy Shark's office.

- And then we played Mustache Hide and Hunt

here in the living room and-- [gasps]

I know where it is.

- Great Guppy, it must have fallen off

when you were hiding in the sofa.

- See, the key to solving any mystery

is to never give up.

You squiddos make fine detectives.

- Thank you. - Thanks, Grandma.

[bell dings]

- Oh, my shortcake is ready.

[magical music]

- Mmm!

- Slow your swim. This isn't for you two.

It's for the Carnivore Cove chowdown today.

- The chow what now?

- It's a contest where every fishie votes

for the yummiest cake in the sea.

Oh, it's my first time entering

and I really want my famous swirl berry shortcake to win.

Just gotta leave it here to cool.

Now, all I need is my new fancy basket to carry my cake in.

[doorbell rings]

- Mail Whale.

- Ah, there it is. Thanks, Mail Whale.

- [singing indistinctly]

- [whistles] - That is one sweet basket.

- Yep, but it's nowhere near as sweet

as my swirl berry--

shortcake!

Hoppin' halibut, my cake is gone!

both: [gasp] Where'd it go?

- Oh, looks like I won't be winning the chowdown now.

- Don't worry, Grandma. This mystery will be solved

by Carnivore Cove's dynamic duo of dorsal detectives.

Detective Baby Shark.

- And William Watson!

- Let's think.

Who would take a poor, delicious,

innocent, delicious cake?

- A cake-stealing alien?

Ooh, ooh, or a jealous baker?

- Yes! The cake thief must be

some fishy who wants to win the contest.

- Don't be silly, Baby.

All the fishies in the chowdown are sweeter than their cakes.

It's a requirement.

There's Miss Nice Fin, Dr. Sweet Scales, Shadow.

- Shadow? But he's not sweet at all.

I bet that sneaky shark

is the cake thief we're looking for.

- [gasps] Sit tight, Grandma.

We'll get your swirl berry shortcake back in time

for you to win the contest.

Come on, William Watson. The game is afin.

- Why, thank you, detectives.

- Mmm, being bad never tasted so good.

- Aha!

- Gah, I knew those sand sculptures were watching us.

- And we know you stole my grandma's swirl berry shortcake

so you could win the chowdown.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

I steal a lot of things, like a lot,

but your grandma's cake isn't one of them.

- Then how do you explain this? You've been caught.

- And the taste of victory is as sweet

as my grandma's--

sour kelp cake? Blech.

- Yeah. I made that sour kelp cake

to enter into the contest,

but then I found a better use for it.

- We greased the slide with its frosting

so you can go way faster.

- Here I go. Whoo-hoo!

I'm going to hydrospace.

- Oh.

- Now if you two will excuse us,

we have a slide to ride.

- Whoo-hoo!

- Ah, bubble busters!

- I thought Shadow stole the cake for sure.

The thief must be some fishy

who was around when the cake was on the windowsill.

- Good thinking. Let's see.

Grandma was there, I was there, and you were there.

- Right. [gasps]

Great Guppy, it was me. I stole the cake.

My sticky fins are the criminals!

- William, you can't be the cake culprit.

You were right next to me the whole time.

- Oh, yeah. [sighs]

Well, that would have been a twist.

[giggles]

- We need another clue.

Hmm... Grandma's basket.

[gasps] Wait a mackerel minute.

There was another fishy at the house today,

the Mail Whale.

both: Aha! - [singing indistinctly]

- We'll be the ones asking questions around here,

Mail Whale, if that's even your real name.

We're on the case of my grandma's missing cake,

and we think you might know something about it.

- No. - That's a likely story.

I'd like to see you prove it.

- All right, this is everything that Mail Whale's eaten today.

I bet my grandma's cake is here somewhere.

- Let's see here. Kelpperoni pizza,

coral chews. [gasps]

Ooh, krilly vanilli puffs, and a shoe?!

Looks like the Mail Whale isn't our thief either.

- Sorry to bother you, Mail Whale.

You're free to go.

- No problem. - [sighs]

- [sighs] It feels like

we're never gonna find that cake.

- Don't give up, Detective Baby Shark.

Maybe we just need to question even more fishies.

- You're right. The game is afin again.

[mysterious music]

both: ♪ A fishy fishy mystery, a fishy fishy mystery ♪

♪ A fishy mystery, a fishy fishy mystery ♪

- ♪ We're on the case ♪ - ♪ We're on the case ♪

- ♪ We gonna find that cake ♪ - ♪ We'll find the cake ♪

- ♪ We are detectives in the deep blue sea ♪

♪ We're gonna solve this fishy mystery ♪

both: ♪ A fishy mystery, a fishy fishy mystery ♪

♪ A fishy mystery, a fishy fishy mystery ♪

- ♪ We searched everywhere ♪ - ♪ Searched everywhere ♪

- ♪ With no time to spare ♪ - ♪ No time to spare ♪

- ♪ Even though we're out of luck ♪

♪ We won't give up ♪

♪ We're on the case ♪ - ♪ We're on the case ♪

- ♪ We gonna find that cake ♪ - ♪ We'll find the cake ♪

- ♪ 'Cause we're detectives in the deep blue sea ♪

♪ We're gonna solve this fishy mystery ♪

both: ♪ A fishy mystery, a fishy fishy mystery ♪

♪ A fishy mystery, a fishy fishy mystery ♪

♪ A fishy mystery ♪

♪ A fishy fishy mystery ♪

♪ A fishy mystery, a fishy fishy mystery ♪

♪ ♪

- Ah, we've asked every fishy in town

and we still haven't found Grandma's cake.

- And look, the chowdown is about to start!

[bright music]

- Let's face it, this case has crumbled.

- Guess it's time to hang up my detective mustache.

[sad music]

♪ ♪

- [sighs] There's always next year.

♪ ♪

- No, we were able to find your missing mustache earlier

because Grandma taught us to never give up.

So if we want to find that missing cake,

we can't give up now either.

- Krill-iant deduction, Detective Baby Shark.

Let's crack this case!

- Hmm, there must be something we're missing.

But what? - Hey!

Shoo, keep your claws off my cake!

- Shoo, drop those swirl berries.

- Eureka!

The answer's been scuttling in our faces all along!

It was the sand crabs who stole my grandma's cake.

- The sand crabs? But why?

- Elementary, my dear William.

Sand crabs eat anything you don't keep an eye on,

and they love swirl berries.

Come on, let's follow those sand crabs!

Aha! The sand crabs

must have their den in that coral,

along with...

My grandma's swirl berry shortcake.

- [gasps]

Detective Baby Shark, you did it!

You solved the case.

- All in a day's work, my dear William.

- I don't think they want to give it up.

- But little sand crabs,

my grandma needs this cake to win the chowdown.

- Mm, it's too bad we don't have another cake

to trade them for it.

- [gasps] That's it.

I may not have a cake,

but I do have a swirl berry scone.

- Wait! You've been carrying a pastry in your hat all day?

- Every great detective keeps some brain food on fin.

So what do you say, little sand crabs?

Wanna trade?

[crabs mumbling]

We've got our cake.

- And the chowdown winner is

Grandma Shark,

for her fin-credible swirl berry shortcake.

[cheers and applause] - I'm happy I didn't win.

- Aw, I owe this sweet victory to you two.

If it wasn't for your great detective work,

I never could have won the contest.

- It was a tough case to crack,

but we remembered what you said.

The key is to never give up.

- Yep. And these detectives

don't swim away from a challenge.

- Now there's only one mystery left to solve.

Who's going to eat the rest of these cakes?

- We're on the case.

[laughter]

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

♪ 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 ♪ all: ♪ Baby ♪

♪ Shark's Big Show! ♪

♪ Doo doo doo doo doo doo ♪