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03x23 - Family Meeting

Posted: 05/03/22 08:12
by bunniefuu
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BLUEY: You did!
BANDIT: I didn't!

You did!
I did not!

Did!
Hey! What's going on?

Dad blew off right in my face!

I did not.

Ohh! Bandit, that's a new low!

I didn't do it!
Why doesn't anyone believe me?

Because you're the king of fluffies.

I know how to settle this.

Yeah! Whack him!

What? No.

(KNOCKS BENCH) Family meeting!

BOTH: Oh.

This episode of Bluey
is called Family Meeting.

Time to pay, fluffer king.

Sorry, I just had
to put my curlers in.

(KNOCKS TABLE) Alright!

Three rules -

one person talks at a time,

everyone says 'fluffy' when talking
about Dad's...fluffy...

ALLEGED fluffy.

..and, most importantly,
everyone tells the truth.

Yes, you.

Do we say "Dad fluffied"
or "Dad fluffed"?

Allegedly.

Either.

What about,
"He was baking brownies"?

Allegedly!
(KNOCKS TABLE) Enough!

What does 'allegebly' mean?

It means you both
get to tell your side of the story

and then I decide
who's telling the truth.

OK?
Yes, Your Honour.

Ooh, I like THAT.

Fourth rule -
everyone calls me Your Honour.

OK, Bluey, you first.

Yes, Your Honour.

It all happened this morning.

Mum, this is you asleep.

This is me.

And where was Dad?

(LAUGHS)

Here!
Hey! Your Honour!

I'll allow it.

So, I was just here, um...
doing something,

and Dad got out of bed, turned

and fluffied right in my face!

Brrp!

(MOCK-COUGHS)

Well, I've heard enough.
Hey, hang on!

Oh, yeah, YOUR side. Make it quick.

Here, give them here. Check it.

Mum was here sleeping,
looking gorgeous as usual.

Oh, well... (GIGGLES)

Hey!

You're trying
to make Mum like you more!

I got up, went downstairs

and got embroiled in this mess.

Hey!
What?

You missed the bit
where you fluffied.

Allegebly.

It just doesn't sound
like the sort of thing I'd do.

OTHERS: Oh! Yes, it does!

What?!

Hey, Bingo, pull my finger.
OK.

CHILLI AND BLUEY: Bingo, no!

Well, fair enough.

But on the morning of THIS morning,
I did NOT bake a brownie.

Ooh! I've got an idea.

(CLEARS THROAT) Is this what
you had for breakfast yesterday?

Baked beans on wheat toast?

Yep.

Bingo, what's the fluffy level
on this?

Doo-doo-doop. High.

Thank you.

And then what
did you have for lunch, Mr Heeler?

Uh... Just some, um...sauerkraut.

Excuse me?

Sauerkraut.
Bingo, fluffy level?

Doo-doo-doo-doop.

Now, we had dinner at Indie's house,
didn't we?

Yep.

Can you tell us what you ate?

Uh... I'm not sure I ate much.

Mr Heeler!
OK.

I had a vegan nut roast.

Oh, dear.

Anything else?

Uh... Nothing comes to mind.

Really? Nothing from
the petrol station on the way home?

That might have come in this tray?!

(GASPS)

Oh, well, maybe I had a pie.

Oh, Bandit.

Well, all I'd had was nut roast!

Bingo, where
is the fluffy meter now?

Boo-loo-doo-doop. At the top.

Sounds like you were ready to blow.

My food choices are not on trial!

(KNOCKS)

Bingo, on the morning
of this morning,

did you see Dad fluffy in my face?

Yes, I did.

Oh, what?!
Bingo, you weren't even there!

(GIGGLES) Yes, I was!

Thank you, Bingo. You can leave.

(WHISPERS) Here's your lollipop.

(SQUEALS)
Hey! Your Honour!

Bingo, are you fibbing
to get a lollipop?

Yes. (GIGGLES)

Give me that.
Ohh.

Everyone forget that bit. Bluey,
that has not helped your case.

Remember -
the truth will set you free.


OK, Mum.

(CLEARS THROAT)

I would like to call on...

..Mum!

(BLUEY AND BINGO GASP)
Me?!

Mrs Heeler,

on the morning of this morning,

you didn't hear me fluffy, did you?

No.

Let's repeat that.
You didn't hear me fluffy.

'Cause she was asleep!

Yeah. Well,
I wasn't asleep, I was dozing.

I mean, I heard you get up
and move the bedside table.

What?
Oh, really?

Tell me about this bedside table.

Um... No further questions, Your
Honour. You can go now. Come on, get.

Well, Dad charges the tablet
on his bedside table at night,

and sometimes
he knocks it off when he gets up

and he has to move the table
to get it.

And it makes this horrible
scraping sound, like...

(GROANS)

Oh, no.

He didn't move the table!
That sound was the fluffy!

Argh!
Bandit!

Well, maybe we should hear
from, uh...that guy!

ALL: What guy?
Argh!

BOTH: (YELP) He's running away!
Get him, kids!

You'll never get me alive!

(GRUNTS)

(BOTH GIGGLE)

Argh!

Freedom!

(BOTH GIGGLE)

(GRUNTS, LAUGHS) Get off me!

(BOTH GIGGLE)
Get! (LAUGHS)

(KNOCKS)

Is there something
you'd like to say?

Whoever smelt it dealt it?

Mr Heeler!

OK, OK! I fluffied.

In your child's face.

Her face is at bum level.
It's hard NOT to.

Well, I seem to manage.

Oh, like you don't bake
the odd brownie.

Bandit!

That could
have been me!

(KNOCKS) I sentence you to one hour
of playing horsey ride

with the defendant and her sister.

BLUEY AND BINGO: Hooray!

See, Bluey?
The truth will set you free.

Well, let's test that out, shall we?

I have one last question.

OK.

The truth is gonna set someone free.

Bluey, what were you DOING at bum
level on the morning of this morning?

Oh!

Uh...

Bluey?

OK. I was playing computer games
on the tablet.

(GASPS)

Even though Mum said

you weren't allowed to play
computer games until the weekend?

(GIGGLES) Yes.

Bluey Christine Heeler!

(KNOCKS) I sentence BOTH of you
to horsey rides!

Saddle up, Bingo.

Hooray!
Hey!

(GIGGLES)

I'm sorry, Dad.

I'm sorry, Bluey.

(KNOCKS) OK, family meeting over.
Everyone out.

Huh?
Come on, quickly.

Why do we have to leave so fast?
Yeah, what's the hurry?

Come on. Out!
Hang on.

BLUEY AND BANDIT: What's that smell?
Out! Out! Come on!

BOTH: (GASP) Mum fluffied!

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