Bluey - Dragon

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All: Mum!

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All: Dad!

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All: Bingo!

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All: Bluey!

(humming)

Ooh-ooh-ah-ah-ah!

Dad, can you help me draw a dragon story?

I'll give it a go, but I'm not a very good drawer.

See what I mean?

Am I a good drawer?

You're a great drawer.

But why have you got a sandwich stuck to your back?

They're fairy wings.

Can't you tell?

Oh, yeah, of course.

Well, if you can fly, then I'll need a horse.

Whoo! This is Doug.

Doug looks more like a donkey.

Yeah. Horses are hard to draw.

-(horse whinnies) -Can I join in?

Wow! that horse is beautiful!

-Thanks. -Eh, it's all right.

Oh, my. That's a lovely donkey.

Actually, it's meant to be a hor--

Ah, no, it's a donkey. Hee-haw!

How come you're such a good drawer?

Oh, well, I'm not that good.

(horse whinnies)

Yes, you are.

Well, I guess my mum always --

Vroom! Vroom-vroom-vroom!

-(laughter) -A motorbike?

I thought this was an old-timey elfy story.

Bingo, do you want to come with us to find the dragon?

Yes! Vroom-vroom-vroom!

Oh. Hey!

BLUEY: This episode of Bluey is called Dragon.

Once upon a time, some friends all set off to find a dragon.

Oh, man. These furry jocks are itchy.

BLUEY: When suddenly...

-(horse neighs) -Whoa!

It's...one of those dudes.

Don't you know what it is?

Yeah, it's, um...

-Humpty Dumpty? -(giggles) No.

-It's a dragon. -Already?

Um, no, it's not the dragon.

It's Humpty Dumpty.

Are you sure, Bluey?

Yes. The dragon's hiding somewhere else.

Well, that's good. Humpty Dumpty is friendly.

-(screams) -No, he isn't!

Get him!

-Whee! Er! -Ahhh!

It's all okay!

Bluey, we need to jump!

-Okay. -Aaah! Oh. Oh.

Ouchie.

-Yay! -Yay!

Who wants scrambled eggs?

Whoo-hoo! -Yeah!

BLUEY: So the friends kept walking.

Maybe I should be shampooing these things.

BLUEY: And then they go to a forest.

Can you draw a forest, Mum?

Okay. Will the dragon be in it, do you think?

Um, no, not yet.

Wow. This dragon's hard to find.

Let's ask the wise old talking tree.

Oh, yeah. She can tell us where the dragon is.

BLUEY: So they walked to where the wise old talking tree was.

-We're here! -Where's the magic tree, Mum?

Oh, my hand's sore from drawing all these leaves.

Could you draw it, Bluey?

Um, no, I don't want to.

I'll draw it.

Hiya! How's it going?

Uh, Bingo, why don't you draw it?

-Okay. -Wait! No!

-Agh! -(screaming)

(deep voice) Must eat fruit!

Bleh! Talking tree!

We just want to know where the dragon is.

He's in the toilet. Ha, ha, ha!

(giggles)

Hey, I know what trees hate.

Say hello to my little friend!

Ooh! Bye!

(screaming)

-Ooh! -Oh.

Why don't we camp here for the night?

Moon.

Do you want some rabbit, Bluey?

It's a chicken.

I'm sorry, Mum.

I'm not sure there is a dragon anymore.

Bluey. Can you cast a memory spell on your dad?

-I want to show you something. -Okay.

-Patchew! -Aah!

BANDIT: Whoa. Here we go.

BANDIT: This is me. I'm six years old.

I'm at school drawing pictures of cars.

BLUEY: That's a lot of cars.

BANDIT: I loved drawing cars.

-BLUEY: Who's that? -BANDIT: Ugh.

BANDIT: Bucky Dunston. He was in my class.

I think he's a real-estate agent now.

That doesn't look like a car.

BANDIT: I kind of gave up drawing cars after that.

Gave up drawing altogether, really.

(Whines)

-That's sad. -Now do me.

Ooh!

CHILLI: There I am, seven years old, drawing horses.

I loved drawing horses,

but I could never get them to look right.

Why don't they look like the picture?

BLUEY: Who is that?

CHILLI: That's my mum. Your grandma.

BLUEY: Wow. She's beautiful.

It's not as good as the one in the picture.

-You're right. It isn't. -BLUEY: What?

But it's pretty good for a seven-year-old.

-Really? -Yep. Keep practicing.

You'll get better.

Just don't ever give up, Chilli.

I didn't give up. That's the difference.

Your mum sounds nice.

Yeah, she was.

BLUEY: The heroes traveled on.

These...jocks...are...itchy!

Are we almost at the dragon, Bluey?

My fingers are tired.

Bingo, check behind those bushes.

(all gasp) The dragon's cave!

(all gasp) Treasure!

-Yeah! -(squeals)

I can't see a dragon.

He's coming.

Eh, I don't need a cup.

(clanging)

Uh-oh.

(gasps) I see its eyes!

Here it comes.

Aaah!

(all shout)

That is a cool dragon.

It's so good!

Well, it's okay.

It's pretty good for a seven-year-old.

Ooh! It's got pink wings.

-Rah! -(screams)

He burned my furry jocks!

Oh, it's on!

Aah!

Boing! Boing!

Oh!

Grr!

Whoo! Free and easy.

-Whoa! -Aah!

-That's it, Bluey! -That's it, Bluey!

Ah!

-Hooray! -Hooray!

(rumbling)

Aah! The cave's collapsing!

The entrance is blocked!

We're doomed!

Hang on. What's this?

Whoo-hoo!

-Nice car, Dad! -Nice car, Dad!

Thanks. Just needs some oompha.

(tires screech)

(screaming)

-Yeah! -Yeah!

-We did it! -Whoo!

(bird cawing)

Come on, Doug, get in.

Hee-haw!

Mum, are you ready?

(horse neighs)

You're not coming, are you?

(horse snorts)

Thank you.

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(Horse whinnies)

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