01x09 - Zou Leaves Home

[bunniefuu]

[Puc tweets]

♪ Say hey, say hi, say how do you do ♪

♪ To a fine young zebra
by the name of Zou ♪

♪ Ohh ohh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Meet Mom and Dad, Nana too ♪

♪ Grandma, Grandpa, all of you ♪

♪ Ohh ohh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ I've got a friend in you ♪

♪ I've got a friend in Zou ♪

♪ I've got a friend in you ♪

♪ I've got a friend in Zou ♪

[laughter]

[light music]

- Hm, I just can't decide what to play.

[Puc tweets]

I know, Puc.

It's so hard to choose when
there's so much we could do!

[doorbell rings]

I wonder what that is.

- Thank you.

- Wow, look at all those letters.

- Oh, yes, Zou!

Oh, the postman has been busy.

- One for Dad.

One for you, Grandpa.

- Thank you.

- One for Grandma, and one for Nana, too.

- None for me?

- I'm afraid not, Zou.

- Looks like there might be
just one more letter, Zou.

[Puc tweets]

- This one must be for me.

It's for Mr. Zigmore.

Who's Mr. Zigmore?

And why does he get a letter and not me?

He doesn't even live here, does he?

- No, he doesn't, Zou.

The postman must've
delivered it by mistake.

I'll have to take it
back to the post office.

- Oh, can I come, Mom?

Can I?

Can I?

Can I?

Can I?
- Of course, Zou.

- Yes!

[brass music]

Mom, I thought we were
going to the post office.

- We are, Zou.

[Puc tweets]
[door tinkles]

- Well, hello, and how
can I help you today?

- Oh, hello, Mr. Zoe.

This letter arrived today,
but it's not for us.

- It's for somebody called Mr. Zigmore.

And I didn't get any letters, at all.

- Ah, a post problem.

I'm afraid you'll need
the postmaster for that.

Just a moment.

- Huh?

[laughter]

- Ah, there you are, Mr. Zoe.

- That's Postmaster Zoe.

- Oh, sorry, Postmaster Zoe.

- Have you got any letters
for me, Postmaster Zoe?

- I'm afraid not, Zou.

- Oh.

- Now, let's have a look at that envelope.

And now we put it here, ready to post.

- Wow.

- There, Mr. Zigmore will get his letter

through his letter box tomorrow morning.

- Thanks, Mr. Zoe.

[clears throat]

- Postmaster Zoe.

- I mean, thanks, Postmaster Zoe.

- You're welcome.

- I'm going to set up my own post office.

I'm going to have loads
of fun delivering letters.

- What a lovely idea, Zou.

[Zou humming]

- Hello, Grandpa.

- Hello, Zou.

And what have we here?

A post office?

- Yes, Grandpa, with my own Zou stamps.

- Oh, I like them.

- But I don't have anything to deliver.

- Well, don't worry, Zou.

I'm sure we can find
some customers for you.

Maybe this could be one.

- Ah, there it is.

Nana's hairbrush.

I keep forgetting to give it back to her.

- Don't worry, Mom.

Zou's post office will deliver it for you.

- Oh, that would be lovely.

- First, you'll need an envelope.

[Puc tweets]

- There you go.

- All ready to deliver.

[upbeat music]

- Special delivery, Nana.

- Oh, thank you, Zou.

- That's Postman Zou, Nana.

- Well, thank you, Postman Zou.

And since you're such a good postman,

maybe you could take
this to Grandpa for me.

- Postman Zou would be happy to.

Hi, Dad, hi, Grandma.

- Grandpa says you're
running a postal service.

- So, we've got some deliveries for you.

One for mom.

- And one for Mr. Zoe.

- Ah, thank you!

[upbeat music]

Delivery for Postmaster Zoe.

- Oh, just a moment, then.

Thank you, Zou.

- Ahem, Postman Zou.

- Ah, of course.

Postman Zou.

And since you're doing such a good job,

I've got a special delivery for you.

- Wow, thank you!

- This parcel needs to
be delivered to Elsie.

- As soon as I've delivered
my parcel to Mom and Grandpa,

I'll take it.

You can count on Postman Zou.

- Mom, I've got a parcel
for you from Grandma.

- Oh, thank you, Zou.

Actually, I'm glad you're here.

I've got lots more deliveries for you.

- Wow!

Who are they for?

- This big one is for Dad.

This small one is for Grandma.

And this round one is for Nana.

- And I've got one for
Elsie, and one for Grandpa.

- Phew, that's a lot of parcels, Zou.

Do you want me to write on
the parcels who they're for?

- No, I'll remember.

I'm a postman.

[upbeat music]

[breathing heavily]

[knocks on door]

- Special delivery for Elsie.

- A parcel, for me?

Thanks, Zou!

- Huh?

Zou, this isn't for me.

[sighs]

[slow, dragging music]

- Zou.

- [chuckles] I'm sure this isn't mine.

- And these really aren't mine.

- Oh no.
[laughter]

[sigh]

Oh, Grandpa, I'm not a very good postman.

I should've written who
the parcels were for.

- Well, Zou, you can do that next time.

Then what you need is a postbox.

- A postbox?

- Yes, you can't really be a postman

if you can't get your
letters from a postbox.

- Yes, so everyone can write down

who the parcels are really for.

And then stick them in the postbox.

- And then this time,

you can deliver them
all to the right person.

- Great!

[grunts]

- We've wrapped all the
parcels up again, Zou.

Are you ready for them?

- Yes.

- Nana, the postbox is here!

- Wait, Mr. Postman, I've got one, too.

[light, upbeat music]

- So, you've got all your parcels,

and you know who they're for.

- Yes, Grandpa.

- Then it's time to get delivering.

- The first one's for Grandma.

- Oh, thank you, Zou!

- And this must be the
book I've been waiting for.

- Oh, that's lovely.

Thank you, Zou.

- You're welcome, Nana.

Here you are, Dad.

This is for you.

- Thanks, Zou.

Ah, just what I need.

- One more delivery to go.

[knocks on door]

Special delivery for Elsie.

- Thank you, Postman Zou.

I hope it's the right one this time.

- It is, it's got your name on it.

- My new doll!

[giggles]

- Are you sure you've finished, Zou?

- I think there might be one
more thing in the postbox.

- Is there?

[chuckles]

- Wow, this one's for me.

"To Zou, the best postman ever.

"From all the family."

Thanks, everyone!

[clapping and laughter]

[instrumental theme music]

[Puc tweets]

♪ Say hey, say hi, say how do you do ♪

♪ To a fine young zebra
by the name of Zou ♪

♪ Ohh ohh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Meet Mom and Dad ♪

♪ And Nana, too ♪

♪ Grandma, Grandpa, all of you ♪

♪ Ohh ohh ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ I've got a friend in you ♪

♪ I've got a friend in Zou ♪

♪ I've got a friend in you ♪

♪ I've got a friend in Zou ♪

[laughter]

[sirens, intense music]

- Ooh

- You got me bang to
rights, Mr. Wellington.

- Yeah, you have to get up
pretty early in the morning

[ding]

to outsmart Boots Wellington, detective.

[grunts]

- Boots Wellington, detective.

Yay!

[Puc tweets]

Boots Wellington, what a guy!

When I grow up, I'm gonna be a detective.

Hmm.

Okay, Puc.

I'm running you in for being
in possession of feathers.

[Puc tweets]

You can run, but you
can't hide from Zou Zeb--

Ow!

[thud]
[laughter]

- Beezou, are you all right?

- Yeah, Mom, I'm fine.

It'll take more than the
table to get the better of

Zou Zebra, detective.

- Oh, so you're a
detective today, are you?

- Yes, Mom, at your service.

- Well, good luck with
your detecting, then.

- Right.

What I need is a case to solve.

[slamming]
[rustling]

- Hm, sounds interesting.

[Nana mumbles]

- Hi, Nana.

- Oh, hello, Zou.

- Nana, is everything all right?

- I can't find them.

- Nana, have you lost something?

- Yes, Zou.

I've lost my false teeth.

- Hm, great!

- Oh.

- I mean, sorry to hear that, Nana.

[chuckles]

But I can help.

See, I'm going to be a detective.

And this is just the job for

Zou Zebra, detective.

[investigative music]

- Now, Nana, let's start at the beginning.

Where were you when you had them last?

Hm, Nana, have you seen
anyone acting strange?

[laughter]

- No.

- And where did you last see your teeth?

- Yesterday, I remember I had them with me

when I went to have supper
with your Grandma and Grandpa.

- Uh-huh. Ow!

[Puc tweets]

- Hm, the plot thickens.

Don't worry, Nana, I'll crack this case,

or my name isn't Zou Zebra, detective.

[chuckles]

[scuffing]

- Oh, do you hear that?

- Mice?

Oh, not mice.

Hello, Zou.

- Hi Grandpa, hello Grandma.

- What are you doing down there, Zou?

- I'm being a detective.

I'm looking for clues.

- Ah, well, in that case,
you'll need a magnifying glass.

All the best detectives have them.

Come on!

I know I put it here somewhere.

- Hm, not over here.

Ah!

Hey, Grandpa, who's this?

[nostalgic music]

- That's me and your grandma
on the day we were married.

Well done, Zou, I've been
looking for this picture.

[Puc tweets]

I was going to make a frame
for it and give it to Grandma.

And I will as soon as we've
found you that magnifying glass.

Now then.

Here it is.

[blows air]

[Puc tweets]

Whoops, [chuckles] sorry Puc.

There you go, Zou.

- Thanks, Grandpa.

[Puc tweets]

[laughs] Sorry, Puc.

- Oh bother.

Where is it?

- [Mom] Is something the matter, dear?

- I've got a meeting
with the boss at work,

and I wanted to wear the tie
she got me for Christmas,

but I can't find it.

- [Zou] Is this it?

- Ah, yes!

Oh, well done, Zou.

How did you know I'd lost it?

- I'm a detective.

And anyway, I heard what you said.

[Mom chuckles]

- I think it might've
been better off lost.

It's dreadful.

[Dad groans]

- And what are you
looking for now, Beezou?

- Nana's false teeth.

- Oh.

- She lost them.

And this is my first big case.

And Zou Zebra, detective,
is going to solve it.

Tell me, Mom, do you
know where Nana has been

in the last day or so?

- Well, yesterday I did
take her to Mr. Zoe's shop

to buy a few things.

- Thanks, Mom. [heavy breathing]

- But I don't think she'll have
left her teeth there Beezou.

- So, Elsie, is that everything?

- Yes, thanks, Mr. Zoe.

[door tinkles]

- Hi, Mr. Zoe.

- Hello, Zou.

[Puc squeaks]

- I'm looking for some teeth.

- Huh?

- Teeth, you say?

Well now, let me see.

There's tea...

Ah, teeth.

How about these?

Pretty nasty set of gnashers, these, eh?

- [laughs] Yes.

It was really my Nana's
teeth I was looking for.

- Oh no.

- Sorry, Elsie, I didn't
meant to scare you.

- You didn't, Mr. Zoe, it's my purse.

It's gone!

- Don't worry, Elsie,

Zou Zebra, detective,
will find it for you.

Where did you last see it?

- On my way here.

- Well, maybe it fell out
of your basket on your way.

[door tinkles]

- Come on, Puc, this is
no time for sitting down.

[Puc tweets]

We've got detecting to do.

Hang on.

[door tinkles]

Is this your purse, Elsie?

- Oh, well done, Zou, you found it!

- It's what we detectives do.

[Puc tweets]

But I did have a bit of help
from my trusty sidekick.

All in a day's work, ma'am.

[Elsie giggles]

And now, to find those teeth.

- There now, Zou, all framed.

What do you think?

- [Zou] Yes, it looks great, Grandpa!

- Any luck with your detective work?

- I found Dad's tie and Elsie's purse,

but there's no sign of Nana's teeth.

- Well, I'm sure you'll find them.

In the meantime, why
don't you come with me,

and we'll give this to your grandma.

[thumping]

- Hm, and what mischief
are you rascals up to?

- Oh, no mischief
[Zou giggles]

Just this.

- Oh my giddy aunt!

Our wedding day photograph.

And you've made a frame, and, and--

my knitting, where's my knitting?

- Hm, let's try and remember what you did.

We came in,

"What mischief are you two rascals,"

and then, "Oh my giddy aunt!"

Huh, there it is!

- Oh, well done, Zou.

- Great detective work.

- Yes, but I still haven't cracked

the mystery of the missing teeth.

[chuckling]

[chair whirs]

[knocks on door]

- Oh, Zou.

Have you found my teeth?

- 'Fraid not, Nana.

I found a photo for Grandpa,

I found Dad's tie and Elsie's purse,

I even found Grandma's knitting.

But I just can't find your teeth.

[sighs]

- Well, at least you tried,
and that's the main thing.

Let's have some strawberries

and forget all about those silly teeth.

[chomp]
- Ow!

- Zou?

- [gasps] I found your teeth!

[Puc tweets]

They were on your chair all the time.

- Thank you, Zou.

[smooches]

- Ma'am, that's Zou Zebra, detective.

[instrumental theme music]