Caillou Helps Out (2015)

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Caillou: "caillou makes a meal"

Caillou: vrooooom! Vroooom!

Rosie: zoom zoooom! V'oooom! (Laughter)

Zoom zoooom brrrrooom!

Brrrooom!

(Giggling)

Zooom zoom! V'ooom!

Storyteller: caillou and rosie were having fun playing together.

Rosie liked copying her big brother!

(Stomach growls)

(Gasp)

(Gasp)

(Stomach growls) oh...

(Giggling)

That's one sound you won't be able to copy, rosie.

Are you getting hungry, caillou?

Is it almost dinner time?

It is, and it's friday night,

And you know what that means...

It's pizza night!

I love pizza night!

Did somebody mention pizza night?

Hey! I have an idea,

Why don't we make pizza tonight?

Caillou: but we always order pizza!

It might be a nice change, caillou.

We have fresh dough in the refrigerator!

Daddy: and lots of yummy toppings,

So we can make pizza just the way we like it!

Storyteller: caillou wasn't so sure.

Making pizza seemed like it would take a long time.

Wouldn't it be faster

If the pizza man brought pizza to our house?

Faster isn't always better, caillou.

Besides, there's nothing more fun

Than making homemade pizza!

Okay, mommy, I'm ready to help!

First you need to wash your hands.

And you too, rosie!

(Giggles)

Daddy: I think that's enough soap for now.

Now that your hands are nice and clean,

I have a surprise for you!

Storyteller: caillou loved surprises!

He wondered what it could be.

Every chef needs an apron!

F'owers!

And a dinosaur - just like rexy!

Rosie: (giggles)

Caillou: now we look like real chefs, rosie!

Daddy: here you go, you each get some pizza dough!

This doesn't look like pizza!

Daddy: that's because we have to turn it into pizza,

And to do that, we have to knead and roll the dough.

It's feels squishy, like... Modelling clay!

(Giggles) you have pizza dough on your nose, rosie,

Like a clown!

(Gasp)

Daddy: (chuckles) now we're ready to roll the dough.

Give it a try, caillou.

Back and forth with your rolling pin!

(Excited laughter)

It's working! It's getting flat!

Daddy: that's it, caillou!

(Excited laughter)

Caillou: look, rosie! There's one big pizza and two little ones!

Can I have my own pizza, daddy?

Daddy: both you and rosie can have your own pizza,

And you can decorate it!

But first, we need to put on some tomato sauce.

I can do that!

(Splat)

Oh no! I got sauce on my apron!

That's all right, caillou.

That's what aprons are for -

To help keep your clothes clean while you work in the kitchen.

Storyteller: rosie thought her apron needed some pizza sauce too!

Caillou: (laughs) rosie!

Daddy: okay, I think that's enough pizza sauce for now.

It's time to put on the pizza toppings!

Mmmm... Tomatoes, chicken, spinach...

(Sniffs) onions! Yuck!

That's okay, caillou,

You don't have to put onions on your pizza.

Storyteller: caillou began decorating his pizza.

He was being very careful not to let anyone see it.

How's it going, caillou?

Great! I'm making a picture...

But I want it to be a surprise!

Do you like my pizza? It's a picture of me!

(Chuckles) oh, yes, I can see that!

It looks just like you, caillou!

I think it's time to put these pizzas in the oven!

Can I help?

Mommy: sorry, caillou.

This is a job for grown-ups.

The oven is very hot.

But you could help me set the timer!

Okay!

We'll set the timer for fifteen minutes.

Push this little button, right here, caillou!

Now we'll wait for the timer to ring

And tell us when the pizzas are done!

Hmph.

Storyteller: caillou didn't want to wait for the pizzas to be done.

He wanted to eat right away!

Daddy: I'm hungry too, caillou,

But you can't rush a good pizza!

(Timer ticks)

Hmm...

(Sighs)

Storyteller: he was growing tired of waiting for the timer to ring.

Five more minutes!

I don't think these pizzas are ever going to cook, mommy!

Maybe we should play for a few minutes,

Until they're done.

I know! We can play restaurant!

I'll be the waiter,

And you can be my customers! Okay?

Daddy and mommy: okay!

I've never been to caillou's pizza parlour before...

(Gasp) what a lovely place!

My name is caillou, and I'll be your waiter.

Can I take your pizza order?

Sure, let's see...

We'd like to order pizzas, please!

We're very hungry.

(Giggles) okay.

What would you like on them?

Storyteller: caillou was having fun being a waiter.

He even pretended to write down his customers' orders.

Daddy: let's see, we'll have one with chicken and mushrooms...

Rosie: peppas!

Mommy: that's right, peppers.

And how about a pineapple and ham pizza?

(Giggles)

Or maybe a cauliflower and mashed potato pizza?

Mashed potatoes? Okay!

(All laugh)

Storyteller: soon, caillou was laughing so much,

He forgot all about the real pizzas cooking in the oven.

Until...

(Ding!)

Our pizzas! They're ready!

Mommy: so, what do you think, caillou?

Caillou: it's yummy!

I think we should make pizza every friday night!

It sounds to me like caillou's pizza parlour is a big success!

(Chuckles) it sure is!

Storyteller: and that's how caillou learned that making food at home

Can be lots of fun.

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Caillou: "high flyers"

Storyteller: caillou was excited.

His older friend, daniel,

Was coming over for the weekend

While his parents were away.

When is daniel coming, mommy?

Mommy: I'm sure he'll be here soon, caillou.

Are you excited?

Yeah! Daniel's fun.

He knows how to skateboard and he can whistle

And he knows all about dinosaurs...

Daniel knows a lot of things, doesn't he?

Daniel knows everything.

(Chuckling) hmm...

Everything. Really?

(Doorbell dings)

He's here!

Caillou: hi daniel!

Hey caillou, how's it go-

Caillou: (giggling) come on! Let's play!

Stegosaurus is the best dinosaur.

It's got armor and spikes!

Nah. Tyrannosaurus rex is the best.

The t-rex is the king of the dinosaurs! Grrrr!

Storyteller: caillou thought daniel knew everything about dinosaurs.

He figured he must be right.

Yeah. Tyrannosaurus rex is the best.

Stegosaurus' are silly.

Actually, I'm not so into dinosaurs anymore.

Check this out.

Caillou: (shocked) an airplane?

Yeah! Airplanes are so cool!

Storyteller: caillou wanted to be just like daniel -

So he agreed with him.

(Pretending) yeah. Airplanes are cool.

They're my, um, favourite!

Awesome. What planes have you got?

Uh... I don't know.

Storyteller: caillou looked, but the only plane he had

Was a model grandpa had given him...

And it wasn't put together yet.

I don't have any. Sorry, daniel.

Daniel: that's okay. I'll make one!

Storyteller: caillou watched in amazement

As daniel quickly folded up the paper.

An airplane!

Daniel: yup. Watch this!

Caillou: (gasps) wow!

(Meows)

Wow, can I make one?

Sure, it's easy.

You just fold your paper like this.

And then on the other side...

Yep.

Here look.

See? All ready for take-off?

Ready!

Both: three. Two. One!

(They make plane noises)

(Happy laughter)

Caillou: wow! Your plane flew way better than mine!

Hey, that was pretty good for your first time.

I'm thirsty.

Is it okay if we get a drink?

Sure... Hang on!

Storyteller: caillou was thirsty too.

But the paper airplanes had given him a fun idea!

Whoa! (Chuckles)

What's this?

I see. (Chuckles)

It's a secret message!

I'm guessing somebody is thirsty!

We are, mommy! Can we have a drink?

Mommy, did you see my plane fly?

Daniel's plane flies even better!

They're... Awesome.

My dad taught me how to make them.

Caillou, have you shown daniel the model plane

Grandpa gave you?

No. It's not put together yet.

It's not? Then we should build it!

Yeah! I'll go get it!

Have fun!

Let me know if you need anything.

Thanks. This is gonna be cool.

Caillou: yeah.

Caillou: (gasps)

It looks hard to make.

Daniel: naw, it's easy!

We don't need any instructions.

See?

Storyteller: caillou wasn't as confident as daniel,

But the picture helped him figure out

How the parts should go together.

Caillou felt proud.

He had put two pieces of the airplane's tail together!

Look, daniel!

Awesome, caillou!

Look, our plane's all done and ready to fly!

Storyteller: caillou thought the plane didn't look quite right.

Caillou: daniel, our plane doesn't look like the one in the picture.

What are you talking about?

It's perfect. Now let's get flying!

Storyteller: caillou still wasn't sure,

But he thought daniel knew everything,

So he must have been right about the plane.

Daniel: pilot to copilot. Ready for take-off?

Ready!

Then let's go!

Both: yaaaay!!

Caillou: (gasps)

Daniel: aw, man.

There must be something wrong with the plane.

Rotten luck.

Oh well.

Come on, cailloum we may as well go back inside.

Storyteller: caillou was sure the wings on the plane didn't look right.

He decided he would fix them.

Daniel!

Maybe the wings were on backwards.

Maybe you're right, caillou.

I guess it's worth a try.

Daniel: wooo hooo!

Caillou: look at it go!

Daniel: it works!

Wow caillou, you fixed it!

I guess I should've paid attention to the instructions.

You sure know a lot of stuff!

Thanks.

Pilot to co-pilot... Prepare for take-off!

Storyteller: caillou was very proud.

He realized even someone his age

Could teach an older friend a thing or two.

Caillou: "the untidy classroom"

Caillou: (train sounds)

Leo: (train sounds)

(Train whistle sound)

That's it! Pull into the station!

Miss martin: all right everyone!

It's time to tidy up!

Storyteller: caillou was very disappointed.

He'd spent a long time setting up the train tracks.

He didn't want to take it all apart again.

Caillou: miss martin, can we leave our train here?

I'm afraid not, caillou.

As I said, it's time to clean up.

Caillou: but if we leave the train here

We can play with it again later!

Miss martin: now caillou,

Tidying up after playing is a very important rule.

I don't like that rule.

Leo: I don't either! Jay: no.

Emma: yeah, me neither!

Well, if you really want to,

Perhaps we could try a little experiment.

What's that?

An "experiment" is a test or trial to see what will happen.

We can go without the clean up rule for a while,

And see how it goes.

(Cheering)

(Roar!)

Storyteller: caillou liked not having to tidy up all the time!

In fact, everyone liked not having to tidy up!

Hm!

Leo: bye, miss martin!

Miss martin: goodbye, leo.

I like not tidying up.

It means more time to play!

(Chuckle) we'll see about that.

I have a sneaking feeling you may change your mind.

I don't think so! Bye, miss martin!

Caillou! Your coat doesn't go on the floor!

Oops! Sorry mommy.

We don't tidy up any more at preschool.

It's an ex-per-iment.

Mommy: an experiment, hmm?

Caillou: uh-huh. Miss martin says we'll see what happens

When we don't tidy up...

Can we try it at home too?!

I don't think so.

How about just in my room?

Pleeease? I like not tidying up!

All right, but just in your room

And only for a few days.

Caillou: yay!

(Car sounds) vroom! Vroom!

Storyteller: it didn't take long before caillou's room

Was just as messy as the classroom!

Oh, caillou!

Are you sure you don't want to tidy up just a bit?

No. I like it when I can see all my toys!

(Chuckles)

I don't think gilbert likes it so much.

(Meow)

Come on, gilbert. I'll make you a path.

See? Isn't this fun?

(Purrs)

(Birds chirp)

Storyteller: the next morning caillou wasn't so happy about the mess.

It was hard to get around his room.

And hard to find things!

(Groans)

Mommy: caillou! It's time to go!

Caillou: I can't find my new sportscar!

I need it for show and tell!

(Object clatter)

Isn't it in your car box?

Caillou: no. I didn't put my cars back in the box yesterday.

Well, we don't have time to look for it now.

We've got to go,

Or you'll be late for preschool!

(Sigh) okay.

Storyteller: caillou was disappointed at not finding his car,

But he was still excited about having another

"No cleaning allowed" day at school!

(Gasp)

(Gasps)

Miss martin: time for morning exercises!

Oof! Hey! I don't have any room!

Miss martin: I'm afraid you're right.

I don't think we'll be able to do

Our exercises this morning.

(Groans) no! Oh no!

Miss martin: instead you may play for a few minutes

Before circle time.

Kids: (cheering)

Caillou: hey! Watch out!

Leo: sorry, caillou.

I was just trying to get this puzzle.

Caillou: I think the pieces are... All over.

(Groans)

Clementine: hey! I don't have any room!

(Shatters)

(Gasp)

Oh no! I'm sorry, caillou.

It's okay. I can make a new one.

Huh? The clay is all hard!

I can't make anything with this!

Miss martin: I'm sorry, caillou.

If the clay isn't put away in its container

It hardens like that.

Storyteller: caillou was frustrated.

Nothing was working out today,

And all because the room was so messy!

Emma: ow!

Miss martin, I think I liked it better when we tidied up.

It was a little easier to do things

When the place was neat, wasn't it?

Is it okay if we tidy up now?

Of course!

How would you like to be my clean up leader?

Sure!

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Miss martin: what a wonderful job!

I don't think our room has ever been this tidy!

Thank you everybody!

Caillou: I think we should keep the clean up rule, miss martin.

That sounds like an excellent idea, caillou.

And now that we've got all this room...

Should we do our morning exercises?

All: yeah! Yay! Whohoo!

♪♪♪

Hi mommy! Come on, let's go!

(Laughs) what's the hurry, caillou?

I want to get home fast!

How come?

I decided it's time to tidy up my room!

Storyteller: mommy was very proud of caillou.

He had learned how important it is to keep things tidy.

For more fun and games with me, caillou, go to

Caillou: "follow me"

(Bird chirps)

(Bell rings)

(All cheer)

Caillou: follow me!

(Playful laughter)

Kids: follow caillou!

Caillou: that's it follow me, follow the leader!

Storyteller: caillou loved to play follow the leader,

Because it meant everyone could play together!

Now hop backwards!

Storyteller: well, almost everyone.

Andy was new to caillou's preschool

And he wasn't joining in the fun.

Oh! Sorry andy!

Do you want to play follow the leader?

Andy: no.

Andy lives on my street.

I ask him to play at the park,

But he never wants to play.

Really? Why?

I don't know.

Storyteller: caillou didn't believe that andy didn't want to play.

Everybody liked to play with friends.

Hi andy.

Do you want to do a puzzle with me?

No.

What are you drawing?

Andy: nothing.

I'm just trying to be friends!

I don't want to be friends.

I don't want to be friends either!

Storyteller: caillou was upset.

His feelings were hurt by what andy said...

...and he was still upset about it later that night.

Dinner's almost ready, caillou.

My goodness! Why the long face?

Long face?

That means, why do you look so sad?

Andy at preschool doesn't like me.

Really? Did he tell you that?

He said he didn't want to play with me

And didn't want to be my friend.

So I said I didn't want to be his friend either.

But I thought you liked being friends with everybody?

Yeah, I do...

So you didn't mean it when you said

You didn't want to be friends...

And maybe andy didn't really mean what he said either.

You need to think about why andy said what he did.

Maybe he just didn't want to play what you were playing.

I'm going to keep trying to be friends with andy.

That's my caillou!

(Bouncing)

Storyteller: caillou was determined to be friends with andy.

Hi andy! Wanna play?

No.

You don't like soccer?

What games do you like?

I like tag, and follow the leader,

And hide and seek!

(Sighs)

Storyteller: but being andy's friend

Was certainly harder than he thought it would be.

Rosie: cai-you? Caillou pway?

Okay, rosie.

You go set up. I'll be there soon.

I want to ask daddy something.

Daddy? How can I find out what someone else is thinking?

You could just ask them.

But what if they don't talk much?

Well, that makes it harder, for sure.

Hmm. You could try to see things

From their point of view.

How do you do that?

Try to see the world the way that they do.

Like you're seeing out of their eyes.

(Gilbert meows)

Caillou: like this?

I'm seeing the same way gilbert does.

(Chuckles) that's right.

(Giggles)

(Giggles)

Storyteller: caillou decided to try seeing things

From andy's point of view.

Leo: (shouting) follow me!

(Playful laughing)

Storyteller: caillou had to admit the other children were pretty loud.

Maybe andy didn't like loud noises!

(Laughing, chatter)

Miss martin: you look like you're thinking hard about something, caillou.

Andy really likes drawing.

Yes, he certainly does!

He doesn't like running around making noise,

Like the rest of us do.

No.

Different children like to play in different ways.

Storyteller: caillou suddenly knew how he could be andy's friend!

He would play with andy the way andy liked to play!

Clementine: tag! You're it, caillou!

Caillou: thanks! But I don't want to play tag today.

(Calling) I'm it! Here I come!

Storyteller: caillou waited for andy to talk first.

What's that?

I'm drawing a castle.

You should draw flags.

Castles always have flags on top.

Oh yeah. Good idea!

Leo: (laughs)

Hey, caillou.

What are you doing?

I'm playing follow the leader.

Huh?

Andy's the leader.

(Giggles)

Storyteller: caillou was pretty sure that he and andy were friends now...

Even if they didn't exactly say so in words.

Clementine: here I come!

Leo: (laugh) you can't get me!

Clementine: gotcha! Now you're it!

(Laughing)

Storyteller: it wasn't easy,

But caillou had made a new friend.

And it was wonderful.

Caillou: "emma's extra snacks"

(Kids chatter and laugh)

Storyteller: caillou was enjoying painting a picture,

When...

Mmm! Snack time!

Miss martin: emma?

(Footsteps patter)

Miss martin: it's not snack time yet, caillou.

You still have time to finish your artwork.

But... Emma's eating her snack!

Emma has permission to eat extra snacks

Throughout the day.

Extra snacks?

Storyteller: caillou didn't think it was very fair

That emma got to eat snacks when he didn't.

I have diabetes.

What's that?

That's a good question, caillou.

I think it's time to explain it

To the entire class.

Children! Gather around for a moment, please.

Emma's parents have asked

That emma and I share something with you.

Emma recently found out that she has type diabetes,

Or juvenile diabetes.

It's a kind of illness that some children get.

Leo: illness? Clementine: oh no!

Miss martin: now, you don't have to worry

About getting diabetes from emma.

It isn't contagious, like a flu.

You can't catch it from others.

What is diab-e-tes?

Miss martin: well, everyone has sugar in their blood.

But sometimes,

Emma's blood doesn't have the right amount of sugar.

So emma measures the sugar in her blood

With this machine.

She takes medicine,

And sometimes, she needs to eat extra snacks.

It's so I don't feel dizzy or tired.

Miss martin: right! Now, any more questions?

Can we have extra snacks too?!

(Chuckles) I'm afraid not, jay.

But we'll have group snack time in a little while.

Right now, you can all go back to what you were doing!

(Children chatter)

Storyteller: miss martin made everything sound fine,

But caillou didn't feel fine.

He was worried about his friend, emma!

Kids: (excited chatter)

Oh, emma, you forgot your sweater!

But I don't want it.

But... You might catch cold!

Kids: (excited chatter)

You should wear it... Just in case!

Um, okay, thanks.

Vrrooom!

Space captain to co-pilot... Are you ready to land?

Ready, captain! There's planet mars -

Let's go!

(Making engine noises) hey, where are you going?

The planet's this way!

Are you dizzy, emma?

Maybe you should come down.

I'm fine.

I'm pretending the slide is a big mountain!

Oh, well...

I can hold your hand when you come down the slide!

Emma: no thanks.

I can go by myself! Wooo!

Storyteller: that night caillou was still worried about his friend.

Mommy, did you know that emma is sick?

No, I didn't know that.

I'm sure she'll feel better in a few days,

But why don't you make her a "get well" card?

Okay!

Hi, emma!

I can carry your bag for you.

No, that's okay, caillou.

But you shouldn't be carrying anything heavy!

Let me!

Emma: um... Thanks.

Clementine: you can carry mine, caillou!

Jay: and mine too!

Leo: hey, thanks, caillou.

Caillou: whoa! Whoaoao!

Here, emma, I made this for you.

But... It's not my birthday.

(Giggles) I know that!

It's a card to make you feel better.

Thanks, but I feel fine.

Oh... Well, that's great!

Storyteller: caillou was very pleased.

He thought since emma was feeling fine

She must be all better!

Now, arms up,

Reach high up to the sky - on your tippy toes!

Good job!

Emma? It's time for your snack.

Storyteller: caillou was confused.

Emma had said she was fine...

So why did she still need to have extra snacks?

Okay, children, now down, down, and touch your toes!

Emma must still be sick.

Storyteller: it was lunchtime,

And caillou was once again

Feeling a little worried about emma.

Do you want my chicken noodle soup?

No thanks. I have my own lunch.

Storyteller: caillou was disappointed.

Chicken noodle soup always made him feel better.

Miss martin: okay, class.

Just a quick reminder:

After lunch,

We're going to have our "track and field" afternoon!

Kids: (excited cheers) yay! Fun!

Kids: (excited chatter) track and field! Yay!

(Balloon boings and splats)

(Kid laughs)

Miss martin: okay, you two...

Are you ready to race?

Storyteller: caillou didn't want to race against emma,

Knowing she wasn't feeling well.

I'll win for sure!

And that'll make emma feel even worse.

You should run real slow.

Miss martin: okay, kids!

Storyteller: caillou had vowed to run very slowly -

Until he saw emma speeding across the grass!

Emma! Wait up!

Hurray! It's a tie!

Caillou and emma: (panting)

You sure don't act sick!

Sick? I'm not sick.

But you've got type diab... Something.

Type diabetes.

It's not like a cold or flu, caillou.

It's just something I have to live with.

Every day?

Uh huh. Everyday.

See this pump?

It gives me my medicine so I feel well!

I check my blood sugar level a lot,

And the snacks help so I don't feel dizzy.

Storyteller: as emma talked about all the things she does

To take care of herself,

Caillou began to feel a lot less worried.

Do you feel dizzy now, emma?

No.

Then I'll race you again!!

(Giggles) okay!

Storyteller: caillou was happy that emma could still do fun things.

She had to live with an illness,

But she could still live a full and energetic life.

Caillou: "smooth sailing"

Storyteller: caillou was excited because grandpa and daddy

Were taking him on a real sailboat.

Maybe we'll see whales in the water!

Or... Sea monsters!

(Giggles)

I guess anything's possible!

(Seagulls cry)

Yaaay sailing!

(Whistle blows)

Grandpa: hold up there, caillou!

I'm glad you're excited,

But before we do anything,

We need to put on our life jackets.

But we're not even sailing yet.

Safety first!

Now we go sailing!

(Whistle blows)

Not quite yet, caillou.

On a boat everyone has a job to do.

Today I'm not just grandpa, I'm the captain.

So I'm in charge.

And daddy isn't just daddy, he's my special helper,

Which means he's the first mate.

And what am i?

You're the lookout.

Storyteller: caillou didn't like the sound of that.

Lookout didn't seem nearly as important

But I want to be captain!

Daddy: sorry, caillou.

Grandpa has sailed more than we have.

That's why he gets to be captain.

Now, come and give us a hand!

(Seagulls cry)

Grandpa: ah, there's nothing like being out in fresh air!

Hoist the sails!

Aye aye, captain!

Aye aye, captain!

Caillou, help me turn the crank.

Aye aye, daddy. I mean, first mate.

(Crank whirs)

Daddy: that's my good sailor.

Now sit in your lookout chair and hang on!

Storyteller: caillou had wanted to help hoist the sail

With daddy and grandpa.

Ahoy, maties!

I'm the captain now and I order you to go that way!

Grandpa: (chuckling)

It takes more than a cap to make a captain, caillou.

It takes a lot of experience too.

Hmmph! It's not fair.

Grandpa: well then, I guess you don't want to help me steer the boat?

Yes I do!

Grandpa: that's it. Nice and steady.

You see, grandpa?

I could be the captain.

Grandpa: one day, when you've learned how to sail,

You'll be captain.

But first you need to learn how to be a good lookout.

Storyteller: caillou watched first mate daddy turn the sails.

And that gave him another idea...

Daddy, I know a job that looks almost as fun as being captain.

You do? What's that, caillou?

First mate! We could trade jobs!

Sorry, caillou.

First mate is a grown-up job.

It takes a lot of experience.

You can have my shiny shell and lucky rock.

And all my dessert for a week!

Caillou, lookout is much too important a job to trade away.

Lookout doesn't feel like an important job.

Grandpa: it doesn't?

Well, that's because you haven't received

Your extra-special orders yet.

You have to help us find our way to treasure cove!

Treasure cove!?

Grandpa: that's right.

We need our lookout to spot each of these land marks.

With these binoculars!

Did you know my grandad gave these to me

When I was your age?

Caillou: (gasps)

(Chuckles) did you think I was a sea monster?

(Giggle) no, just a daddy- from-the-sea!

Now, the first thing you need to find is a buoy.

It's like a sign post floating in the water.

Okay.

Storyteller: caillou was a little frustrated.

He looked and looked out at the lake,

But all he saw was water and waves.

Hrmph. This is boring.

Daddy! Grandpa! I found the buoy!

Well done!

Now you need to look for the little island,

With a rock and tree on it.

Aye aye, first mate daddy!

(Seagulls dry)

Caillou: look! Look! It's the island!

I found it!

There she blows!

Adjust course, first mate.

Daddy: aye aye, captain!

Storyteller: caillou was beginning to enjoy his job as lookout.

Now all he had to find was the cove with a dock!

See anything yet, caillou?

Caillou: not yet, captain.

Daddy: that's strange.

We should have found it by now.

I'll take a look.

Caillou: no, grandpa.

I'm the lookout and the lookout uses the binoculars.

He does have a point!

Okay, caillou.

Caillou: I found it! There's the dock!

Good spotting, caillou!

First mate, prepare to come ashore in treasure cove.

Daddy: aye! Aye, captain!

Grandpa: well done, lookout caillou.

Daddy: without your help we might have missed treasure cove!

Thanks. Is there really a treasure here?

Grandpa: there sure is!

Our picnic lunch!

It was prepared by first mate daddy,

So it's sure to be yummy.

(Giggle) what's this?

Grandpa: it's our ship's log book.

See, here I am when I was lookout.

And that's your daddy when he was lookout.

And now your picture will go in the log book too, caillou.

You mean... Lookout caillou!

Storyteller: caillou was now proud to be lookout.

He had learned that every job is important.

Caillou: "captain caillou"

Storyteller: in times when things are out of control,

We all need heroes to look up to.

Superheroes like...

Caillou: da da-da-daaa! Captain caillou!

And fantastic leo!

Daddy: (chuckling) those are some super duper costumes.

Thanks! Mommy helped make them.

Just doing my part to keep the neighbourhood safe.

Come on, captain caillou!

Let's find some superhero things to do!

Sure thing, fantastic leo!

Time to save the world!

(Leo buzzes like a plane)

Caillou: da da-da-da!

(Whooshing sounds)

Storyteller: captain caillou and fantastic leo

Flew around the house,

Looking for someone who needed their-

Rosie: hewp! Caillou! Hewp!

Come back!

Caillou: what's the matter, rosie?!

Rosie: bawwooon!

(Gasps) rosie's balloon is floating up into space!

Don't worry, rosie,

I'll get your balloon back!

Leo: hey, I want to help too!

But I'm captain caillou!

I can do this all by myself - watch!

Time to use my stretchie powers!

Almost got it...

Leo: look out! It's fantastic leo's blaster!

(Grunts of effort)

Caillou: hey, what're you doing?

I'm saving the balloon!

I'm just trying to help! I almost had it!

But that's my... Blaster thing!

Let me have it!

(Pop)

Bawwoon!

Uh-oh.

It popped!

Bawooon!!

I'm sorry, rosie.

Um, maybe daddy can get you another one?

See what you did?

Me?

You did!

Storyteller captain caillou was upset

That leo had ruined his chance to rescue the balloon.

Luckily, mommy soon showed up with another task for the boys.

Mommy: captain caillou? Fantastic leo?

I'm wondering if you two superheroes

Can find gilbert for me.

He hasn't had his breakfast yet.

Captain caillou will find your missing cat!

Not if fantastic leo finds him first!

(Wind gusts)

Eww!

(Gasps)

No!

No gilbert here!

Nope. Not here.

(Gasps) I found him first!

Catching the furry bad guy is my job!

I called it!

So what do I get to do?

You can be my helper!

Great.

Fantastic leo invisible power!

Now that no one can see me, I can sneak up on gilbert!

This is going to be easy!

(Toy squeaks) huh?

(Meows)

Come back!

C'mon, gilbert! Come to me! Oh!

Storyteller: gilbert wasn't interested in a cuddle,

And he wasn't interested in being rescued...

But he was interested in his breakfast!

There you are, gilbert!

Come on in the house.

Good job, caillou!

It was supposed to be my job to catch gilbert!

I was just helping!

It's not my fault you couldn't catch him.

Hmph!

Storyteller: it was clear our superheroes

Were not getting along very well...

And they were certainly not having any fun together.

Captain caillou! Fantastic leo!

Caillou: what do you need, daddy?

Well, I could really use the help

Of a couple of brave superheroes!

These wild weed ogres are about to take over the garden!

Oh! And maybe the world?

Maybe!

Does this sound like a job for captain caillou

And fantastic leo?

Uh huh. Look out weed ogres!

My powers are too strong for you!

My powers are even stronger!

We can use my super space wheelbarrow

To take the weed ogres to the jail...

Or as mommy calls it, the compost!

(Giggling) okay!

Storyteller: captain caillou and fantastic leo

Got right to work.

Only they weren't working together.

Bye-bye, weed ogres!

Hey! I got here first!

And I'm going to get these weed ogres

Into the compost first too!

Nuh-uh. Not with fast captain caillou's feet!

Fantastic... (Grunts of effort)

Leo... (Grunting)

Powers... Ungh!

Captain caillou did it!

Storyteller: captain caillou realized his super powers

Weren't quite as super as he had thought,

And fantastic leo wasn't having much luck either.

Caillou: um, leo...

I dropped all my weeds.

I guess I'm not a very good superhero, huh?

Me neither. (Sighs heavily)

I can't push the wheelbarrow.

It's too heavy!

Maybe we can help each other?

Okay. You can help me with the wheelbarrow,

And I'll help you pick up the weeds you dropped.

Yeah! We'll be a team!

It's captain caillou and fantastic leo

To the rescue!

(Effort grunts)

Dadadadaaaa!

Storyteller: captain caillou and fantastic leo

Made a good team

When they worked together to save the world,

Er, garden, from the weed ogres.