02x05 - Y2 Pappy/Upside Downers/Cutie Go Bye-Bye

[bunniefuu]

[RATTLING]

SINGER: Way up high
In the Rolie Polie sky

Is a little round planet
Of a really nice guy

[UP-TEMPO b*at]

SINGER: He's Rolie Polie Olie

He's small and smart and round

And in the land
Of curves and curls

He's the swellest kid around

-Howdy
-Howdy

-Hooray
-Hooray

And in the land
Of curves and curls

He's the swellest kid around

He's Rolie Polie Olie

He's small and smart and round

And in the land
Of curves and curls

He's the swellest kid around

-Howdy
-Howdy

-SINGER: Hooray
-Hooray

SINGER: And in the land
Of curves and curls

He's the swellest kid around

And in the land
Of curves and curls

He's the swellest kid

The swellest kid around

Whee!

PAPPY: Eek! Come on, Zow!

[LAUGHING AND GIGGLING]

[GIGGLING]

Zowie make! Zowie make!

Okeydokey, my turn.

No helping, Hoopie.

Come on.

Yes!

Olie make! Olie make!

Hee-hee!

Oh, I sunk about a million
of these back in the olden days

when I was a young hotshot
at Polieville High.

[LAUGHS]

-Pappy?
-Pappy, Pappy!

Oh... it feels like I popped a piston.

Oh, ah.

Oh, that's more like it.

Now, where was I?

Oh, yeah.

[CLEARS THROAT]

Pappy lines up his sh*t and...

[CLANKING]

Ya-ha!

Where ball, Pappy?

Is it coming back?

Well, what goes up
must come down, I think.

Guess I slipped my speed-o-later.

Hmm. How's about
we hop on the swings

while we wait for the ball to drop down?

Yeah!

Pappy, push. Big push.

Ah-ha!

Whoo-whoo-whoo-whoo!

Go again. Do again.

Wow, Pappy.

Yes, Siree, it's a slipped
speed-o-later for sure.

Speed-o-later?

It's the thing that makes me go fast,
slow or just right.

DAD: Olie! Zowie! Come on in.

Din-din.

Swinging's going to have...

[SLOWLY]
to wait till after dinner, kids.

Come on, Pappy.

[CLANGING]

-[GASPS]
-Ha-ha!

[LOUD MUNCHING]

Say, Pappy, are your gears grinding?

My speed-o-later slipped out of sync.

My speed-o-later slipped out of sync.

Guess I better grease my ears.

Excuse me. Be back in a jiffy.

What's wrong with Pappy?

Pappy's an older-model bot.

He doesn't self-tune like we do.

His gears get to grinding
and he needs to readjust

or his speedometer goes screwy.

Whoa! Pappy-longstockings
at your service.

Whoa!

[SPEAKING SLOWLY]
Hmm.

Guess I ought to recalibrate

the limbel-leter while I'm at it.

Now we're talking.

Hee-hee!

Oh, worked like a charm.

Gears are good.

Well, let the games resume.

[LAUGHING]

Pappy's back and better than ever.

-Yay!
-Yay! Pappy, play?

The ultimate all the Pappy challenge

is about to start in the backyard.

-Yay!
-Pappy, Yay!

Follow, follow, follow,
follow, follow, follow.

Yee-hoo!

[CHUCKLES]

Ooh, I guess I didn't pop
everything back.

Ya-oop, exactly right.

Yee-ha!

[CHUCKLES]

[GIGGLES]

[PAPPY LAUGHING]

Whee!

Wow-whee!

Oh, Nellie!

Up, up, up, up.

Whoa-whoa-ohh!

[SIGHS]

Boy, that really busted
my bolts that time.

Well, time for the ultimate game
of treasure hunt.

Find Pappy's missing gears.

I found some, Pappy.

Oh, thanks, Olie.

Now, let's see.

The sync-o-gear's
connected to the tote gear.

Tote gear's connected to the slip gaff.

Treasure! Treasure!

The slip gaff's
connected to the go-go gear.

The lip switch is connected
to the Woggle toggle.

The sponge spring's
inserted on the dance-o-lot-o-leter.

All I'm missing is the speed-o-later.

Is this it, Pappy?

It looks bent.

Oh, reverse my ratchet, it is.

Well, no wonder I've been springing
when I should have been Splinging.

My speed-o-later's tweaked.

Well, I'll fix that in a jiffy.

Yeah.

Oh, dag-nab-it.

Can't get a good grip on her.

I can do it.

All right, give her a try.

Zowie try.

[GROANING]

Good going, Zowie.

Oh, thanks, Olie.

Now, let's see.

Hurray!

-Hurray!
-Hurray!

Are you all right, Pappy?

Oh, I'm A-1 okeydokey.

Then why'd your gears go wonky?

Oh, that's just part of being an old-time
classic model like me.

Sometimes you bend a gear
or bust a piston.

It sets all the rest
of your mechanicals all wonky.

Pappy's tip-top now.

Thanks to you and Zowie.

Then can we play some more?

Play! Play! Whee!

Well, we're one ball short
of a Bonky game.

It ought to be arriving
back here any time.

ZOWIE: Pappy, ball.
Pappy, ball.

-Yay!
-Yay!

Hey.

You made it, Pappy!

Yeah, Pappy!

Uh, as long as I'm with you two,

I feel as good as new.

[GRUNTING AND GROANING]

Whoa, Nellie.

A-switcher Olie to tower control.

Is it time to get Billy, Dad?

Not yet, Olie.

Polie-mini-put isn't till later.

Careful by the magnetron.

Roger, tower control.

Nokeydokey on the magnetron flyby.

Space Ranger Olie, over and out.

[GIGGLING]

Upside down dragon buzz.

Huh?

Upsey-down! Upsey-down!

[GIGGLING]

You bet.

The one-handed vacuum loop.

Yes!

[GRUNTING]

Looks like this is a job for the Borideum

quadruple-gage, 45-Z cruncher.

[GRUNTING]

This will... do the... trick.

[GROANING]

[SNORING]

A one-handed, upside-down loop.

[CLANGING]

Uh-oh. The GR-28 bolt.

[ELECTRONIC WHIRRING]

[SCREAMS]

Huh?

Hey.

[YELPS]

[YIPPING]

[WHIMPERING]

We're upside down.

What happened?

Bust my bolts if I didn't break a bolt
and reverse our polarity.

I called the Fix-It shop,
they can't send a repairman till Monday.

Oh, my.

Now, down is up and up is down

and we Polies are upside downers.

Oh.

DAD: Zowie?

Upsey-down! Upsey-down!

Whee!

Why isn't everything upside down?

Don't know.

Guess the magnetron
only polarated us Polies.

[WHIMPERING]

Spot...

Don't worry.
I'll just skip out and buy a new bolt.

Whoa!

MOM: That's a big Nokeydokey,
Sweetums.

With your Polarity-flip,
you might float straight up to the moon.

Whoo.

Hadn't thought of that.

Looks like Polie-put has to wait, Olie.

That's okay, Dad.

We can have just as much fun
being upside downers.

Whee!

I think Olie's got the right idea.

Yep. This kind of puts things
in a new perspective.

[VACUUM WHIRRING]

This light bulb's needed
replacing for weeks.

Oh. Mommy! Mommy!

[STOMACH GROWLING]

Zowie hungry.

Guess even upside downers
need to eat.

[WHISTLING]

Drinking upside down is not... Huh?!

Oops. Sorry, Tray.

Sorry, Mom.

That's okeydokey, Olie.

We're having a doozy of a time ourselves.

[GASPING]

Oh, doggone it.

This is harder than we thought.

Mmm-mm.

Hold tight to your chairs.

More meatball, please.

Okeydokey, Zowie.

Careful.

Thanks, Mom.

[CHOMPS]

[LAUGHING]

[DOORBELL RINGING]

Hey, everybody.

Time for Polie mini-putt.

OLIE: Sorry, Billy.

I don't think we'll make it.

Why not?

OLIE: Come on in, and you'll see.

Olie, where are you?

[GIGGLING]

I'm right here, Billy.

Where?

[GIGGLING]

Hey!

Howdy, Billy.

Wow, Olie, how'd you do that?

Dad broke the magnetron
and reversed the polarity.

Gee, did it hurt?

Nah, 'cept it made us upside downers

until the repairman comes Monday.

DAD: Unless...

mind asking your dad
if he has a GR-28 lever bolt?

My dad isn't home, Mr. Polie.

Oh.

But if you tell me
what to look for, I can find it.

Well, okeydokey, Billy.

How'd I do, Mr. Polie?

Looks like a GR-28 to me, Billy.

Let's see if she fits.

[GRINDING AND WHIRRING]

Whoa-oa-oa-oa!

Wow, now we're sidewinders.

Sideways! Sideways!

Wow.

Well, now, let me see.

If I'm upside down

and the lever goes


-Uh-oh.
-ZOWIE: Floaty, floaty.

Oh, slip my socket.

We were sideways at a 90-degree angle

to a 180-degree angle, to the...

Excuse me, Mr. Polie.

But it says,
"line up lever bolt here."

Thank goodness.

Well, Billy, you really are
a Polie family hero.

Yay, Billy!

OLIE: Hurry, Dad!

Oh, no! Not again!

[LAUGHING]

Don't worry, Dad.

We're right-side-downers.

Well...

[ALL LAUGHING]

[DING]

[SPOT BARKING]

[LAUGHING]

Oh, Spot.

Great toss, Billy.

[BARKING]

[BARKING]

[PANTING]

Looks like we wore Spot out.

Let's play something else.

Last one in the tree house
is a rotten orb.

[SNORING]

[ZOWIE CRYING]

Gee, what's bugging Zowie?

BILLY: I don't know.

[BARKING]

Oh, my.

[BARKING]

That okay, Cutie. That okay.

Good dog, Spot.

Everything's okeydokey, see?

It's not Zowie,
it's Cutie cries-a-lot.

It's Zowie's new dolly.

Coochie, Cutie.

[WHINING]

[SIGHING]

[GIGGLING]

[CUTIE CRYING]

Cutie hungry.

[WHIMPERING]

Mm.

Coochie, Cutie.

[SNORING]

Nap time, nap time.

No nap, no.

Cutie bath time.

Mom will take care of Cutie's bath
but it's up to beddie with you.

Coochie, Cutie.

[CRYING]

[SNIFFING]

[BILLY WAILING]

Space Rangers to the rescue...

Gonna pick up lost cargo.

Space Rangers, return to base.

[BILLY WAILING]

BILLY: Boy, I'm getting tired
of being the siren.

[BILLY WAILING]

[DOOR OPENING]

[CLOSING]

All clear in the backyard quadrant,
Ranger Billy?

All clear, Ranger Olie.

[CUTIE CRYING]

Sounds like somebody's
really in danger.

This is a job for...

-the Space Rangers!
-The Space Rangers!

There's no need to fear, ma'am.

-The Space Rangers are here.
-The Space Rangers are here.

[CRYING]

[PANTING]

[SNORING]

[CRYING]

BILLY: I'm sure glad
we got Cutie to be the siren.

My mouth was getting tired.

OLIE: Force-field malfunction
in quadrant one.

Estimated arrival time, two seconds.

Mission accomplished.

We'd better put Zowie's doll back right
where we found her.

[SNORING]

OLIE: So long, Cutie.

Thanks for being our siren.

[CRYING]

[YELPING]

[CRYING]

[SNIFFING]

[YELPS]

[MOM HUMMING]

DAD: Well, howdy.

Like a glass of lemonade, Sweetums?

DAD: Hmm. Don't mind if I do.

[TICKING]

[SNORING]

[CRYING]

What's all the hullabaloo, Zowie?

Where Cutie dolly?

Cutie go bye-bye.

Oh, don't worry, sweetie.

She's around here somewhere.

DAD: One Cutie cries-a-lot dolly.

Our objective: Find that missing Cutie.

[WHIMPERING]

Hmm. Mm-hmm.

Nope.

Hmm. Nope.

Nope.

Nope.

Nope.

Nope.

Nope.

[WHIMPERING]

Nope.

Nope.

DAD: Nope.

[SNIFFLING]

Cutie go bye-bye.

Zowie never see Cutie again.

We'll find her, Zow.

We looked everywhere.

We're real sorry, Zowie.

[ZOWIE SOBBING AND SNIFFLING]

[BARKING]

Hey, maybe the Space Ranger Dog
can find her.

[BARKING]

OLIE: Come on, Spot.

Help us find Cutie.

Please, Spot?

[WHIMPERING]

[BARKING]

Some hero.

He just wants to eat.

Maybe Spot's got the right idea.

Let's take a lemonade break
and put our Polie

and bevel noggins together
to find our Cutie.

Well, what do you know?

What are you doing in there, Cutie?

ZOWIE: Cutie!

Yay, Spot!

Yay, Spot!

You're a real hero, Spot.

MOM: Good dog, Spot.

[LAUGHING]

So... how'd you know
Cutie was in chilly, Spot?

[WHIMPERS]

Well, the important thing
is you found her.

[SMALL WHIMPER]

[SNORING]

[CUTIE CRYING]

[SIGHS]