Bluey - Browny Bear

Whoa, that looks great, girls.

[both] Thanks.

Huh? Oh! Dad!

What?

Yes? Huh? Dad!

Why is everyone saying my name

with that intonation that suggests

I'm doing something annoying?

What do you want?

What? Nothing.

You just tapped me on the shoulder.

-No, I didn't. -[both] Yes, you did!

But I'm standing over this side of you.

Which shoulder was tapped?

Bandit!

There's that intonation again.

Looks like we have a mystery tapper on our hands.

Ah, I know who can help us solve this.

[Dad] It was a Tuesday when this dame walked into my life.

Evening, Mr. Browny Bear.

I have a case for you.

I'm all ears.

She spoke, but I drifted off after the first sentence.

Sometimes I like to pretend that I'm the drummer

for Led Zeppelin.

Boom-boom-shish! Boom-shish-shish!

So can you help me?

Oh, sorry. What did you say?

Ugh!

So she explained it again.

Someone is tapping people on their shoulder,

and when you turn around to look, there's no one there.

I need you to find out who is doing it.

But I drifted off again.

Boom-shish! Boom-boom-shish!

-Boom-shish! Boom-boom-shish! -Ah, forget it!

She seemed annoyed. Why?

I guess we'll never know. But then...

Shish-shish-shish-shish!

...it got personal.

So I took on the case.

I just need to ask you a few questions, ma'am.

Okay.

Do you know of any bands looking for a drummer?

Huh?

It was slow going.

[giggling]

The case was going nowhere.

But then it stopped going nowhere, and it went somewhere.

I paid a visit to the one they call the Big Blue Guy.

I don't know what you're talking about, mate.

If I tap someone on the shoulder,

I make sure I tap the shoulder closest to me

so when they turn to look at me, I'm there,

and I start talking to them. You know what I mean?

Something wasn't adding up.

Sure, he was incredibly handsome,

but he was a little too talkative.

But I had a plan.

First, I needed to set the trap.

Meanwhile, things were getting out of hand.

[gasps]

Oh!

Nooo!

I can't talk right now, Shineese.

I've got a work thing.

Boop! I've brought you all here to tell you,

it is someone in this room.

[gasps]

How do you know that, Browny Bear?

I've sprinkled some glitter on the shoulders of all of you

while you weren't looking.

Why?

So that anyone who taps you on the shoulders

will get glitter on their fingers.

[both] Ooh, good idea!

So we just need to all show our fingers,

and the one with the glitter on it will be the culprit.

[all clear throats] Dad!

Um, I just need to, uh, call my accountant.

Get him!

[all laughing]

[both] Ah-ha! Gotcha! Hooray!

Another case solved, and I can go back to what I do best.

[imitating drums]

[detective music playing]