01x17 - Episode 17

[bunniefuu]

♪ She's a maker ♪

♪ Creator ♪

♪ A super technovator ♪

♪ Who is this girl
Who's gonna change the world ♪

♪ It's Supa Supa Supa Sema ♪

♪ Supa Supa Supa Sema ♪

♪ Supa Supa Supa Sema ♪
- Wah! Ha!

♪ It's time to show the world ♪

♪ What every kid can do ♪

♪ 'Cause you can change
the world ♪

♪ Yeah you are super too ♪

♪ Like Supa Supa Supa Sema ♪

♪ Supa Supa Supa Sema ♪

♪ Supa Supa Supa Sema ♪

♪ Supa Supa Sema ♪♪

You can't catch me!
You can't catch me! Ha! Ha!

[Sema]: "The giant

swooped up the village in
the palm of his enormous hand,

locked them in a cave

and threw away the key!"

- Sema! It's school time.

- I'm nearly finished.

"Was this the end
for the people of Mbalisana?"

Oh no!
[bleating in terror]

"Amani, the goddess of Peace
opened up her golden wings,

picked up her golden bow
and..."

[Babu]: Went to school.
- Huh?

- Oh, but Amani's
just about to...

- She can wait.

Teeth, both of you.
- Hm.

[sighing]
[bleating]

- Babu, have you seen
my school book?

- No, maybe you left it
in your room.

- Funny that, because
my books are missing too!

Huh?

Babu! Give it back.

- Hm. Give what back?

- Amani and the Stolen Tribe.

- Huh? I haven't got it.

Truly.
- Hm...

That's strange.

[children exclaiming happily]

[Chege]: Sport Car! Peugeot!

Convertible! Mandaari!

- Morning, Chege!
- Habari!

- Morning, kids!

All my car books
have disappeared!

[both]: Hm...

[Bongalalas laughing]

- Huh? Whoa!

[giggling]
[wipers whining]

- Ooh!
[giggling]

[Noah sighs]

[MB and Sema]: Hi, Noah!
- Hi.

Someone stole my bedtime story

and now, I'll never know
if the African princess

ever found her prince.

- So, the African princess

looked deep into
the prince's eyes.

They kissed and knew they would
be together forever and ever.

[all]: Aw!

- Yuck! Human nonsense!

- Julius Caesar, the Roman king,

turned to his best friend,
Brutus, and said...

[gasping]
Hm?

- I can't remember my line.

- Somebody help Noah.
Give him the line.

- Huh?
- No books!

- No books?

- No books again.
- Hm.

- Huh? MB, come!
- Huh?

- Tobor! I knew it!

[Bongalalas chuckling]

- Story books, school books,

comic books, serious books,

they all feed the mind and help
humans to learn!

So, I shall destroy them all!
[evil laughter]

- No! All the books are gone!

- Mr. Babbleon!

- It's the end of civilization
as we know it!

- Mr. Babbleon!

[Babbleon]: Humankind
is destined to a life of misery

and ignorance and--

Ooh! Ah!

Thank you, Sema.
I needed that.

- You're welcome!

Now, listen everyone.

I'm sure Tobor is stealing
our books.

And do you know why?

- Because he's a meanie?
- Yes, Noah, he is.

He's a big meanie who doesn't
want us to read and write.

- Huh?
[gasping]

- You see, if Tobor steals
our books,

he takes away our stories
and our imagination.

He takes away our future.

And are we going to let him
do that?

Huh?
[all]: No!

- Come on, Dunia!

Let's get those books back!

[rapping]: Those books are ours,
they'll never be Tobor's!

[rhythmic, up-tempo music]

[all, rapping]: Yeah!

♪ He wants power
But we'll fight his book wars ♪

[whistle blowing]

♪ We will fight for our right
To read and write ♪

- Huh? Hey! Hey!
[all]: Yeah!

♪ We will fight for our right
To read and write ♪

- Uh-huh!
[children]: Yeah!

♪ We may be small
But we can sing ♪

♪ And one day
We will be the king ♪

♪ So give them back ♪

♪ The books are ours
They're not yours ♪

- Hey! Hey!

♪ So give them back ♪

♪ The books are ours
They're not yours ♪

[all]: Yeah!

- The books are mine!
Forever!

- Never! Books belong to us!

They come from deep inside
of us,

from a place you can never
understand, Tobor.

Books hold our hopes.
[MB]: Uh-huh.

- Our dreams.
[child]: Uh-huh.

- Our happy endings.
Give them back!

[Chege]: Yes, give them back!
[MB]: Sema's right!

- Is she now?

Well, here you go, Sema.

Have your precious book!
[gasping in anticipation]

[grunting]

[crowd cheering]

Hm!

[Sema]: My book!
[crowd gasps]

[Sema cries sadly]

- Not so super now, are you,
Super Sema?

[Sema whimpers]
- Leave her alone, Tobor!

- From midnight tonight,
little Sema,

books are history!
[Sema whimpers]

Bongalalas, start the clock!

[whirring]

You're pathetic, Sema!

[sniffling]

[soft crying]

- It's not your fault, Sema.

- We all want to
change the world, Sema.

- Come home, sweetie.
There's nothing we can do.

Huh?
- Huh?

[Babu]: Hm.
[Moyo sighs]

[theme music]