All language subtitles for Worzel Gummidge Down Under s02e03 Them Thar Hills

How was I supposed to get in this sleep
with that blooming racket going on?

This noisy nose is making the old
building shake.

Shut up!

Shut up, Darren!

I haven't been to tear that in 20 years
since I left America and found myself my

very own claim here in New Zealand.

20 years, now won't we stay that now?

Especially by an ornery, no -good vomit
like yourself that looks like... Looks

like... What do you look like?

Of course, I have been said that I look
like haybags, a turnipy -headed pot

plant, horses' dinners, and even
ignorant aces.

Oh, if Beyoncé is very good at saying
what old Wurzel looks like, I reckon

that's one of the reasons I love her so
much. Yeah, anyhow, stop staring.

Stop staring!

Could do with a trim.

I'm begging your pardon, Mr. Thurston,
but what are you doing up now?

I'm just pancing myself up, aren't I?

I've got some business to take care of.

I'm an important fellow.

The only one left in these here parts.

The town don't run by itself.

Well, seeing as I am so busy, I'll make
myself scared. You ain't going nowhere.

You're going to stay here and fix me
some riddles.

Yes, Mr.

Thurston. I'll fix you up some riddles
straight away.

I said fix me some riddles. Yeah, them
too. I can make all kinds.

Pickle riddles, riddle riddles, riddle
riddles.

Shut up!

All right, now, get your butt over here.

Now,

I figure you ain't got too much up top,
so I'm going to take this real slow.

First, you take some of this here flour.

All right.

Then, a bit of this here soap.

Yep. Then, a couple of these here eggs.

And a splash or two of water.

What's that?

That's pancakes you're making. And what
old Wurzel don't know about making

pancakes ain't worth knowing.

So there's no need to go on telling me
about it unless you want to hear the

sound of your own voice, that is.

Are you taking the Michael out of me,
Twiggy? Me, sir? No, sir. Because I

take kindly to folks taking fun out of
me, right?

Comprehend, A .C.? Comprehend.

No, I don't want to go in there.

Just do it!

Do it! Do it!

Told you.

He can't leave.

He wouldn't be the same without him.

And what's going to happen to Wurzel
down that hole?

Yeah, he must help Wurzel. He must.

Mustn't he?

You're not.

No, you.

Who is it? It's us.

Who's us?

Mickey and Manu.

Very well, come in.

Can I be of service?

I'm sure you're fine, Mr. Cronin.

Do you wish to purchase the premises?

You can't leave Pewocka Wocka, Mr.
Cronin. You can't. I'm afraid Pewocka

has forced me to leave it.

It has turned me from a respectable
craftsman to an utterly useless member

society.

Now, I shall pack my meagre possessions
and depart.

You walk and walk for places unknown by
the time the day is over.

I don't wish anyone to know of this yet.

Mr. Croman?

Yes, Mickey? What about Wurzel?

What about Wurzel?

Did he not tell me yesterday that he had
fallen into a hole in the earth?

Yes.

You expect me to climb in after him?

Good gracious.

I'd cave in again at any moment.

Sorry to say it, children, but... Virgil
Gummidge is finished.

Mr. Crowman!

Virgil Gummidge serves nobody when he
puts the lives of human beings in

Understand? Yes, Mr. Crowman.

Virgil Gummidge was not a perfect
scarecrow by any means.

But he had a certain charm.

We shall all miss him.

But he must not grieve forever.

Pick up the pieces and get on with our
lives.

All right, Mickey.

Mickey? A funeral!

We must have a scarecrow funeral for
Wurzel. He would have wanted it that

Scarecrow funeral?

I haven't conducted a full scarecrow
funeral for years.

Very high quality flour, that is, isn't
it?

Add a little bit of that.

A little bit more.

And a bit more.

Now then,

mix it up a bit.

That's all I have to do. Get me a spoon
and fill me plate.

Don't touch that!

Why not?

It ain't even cooked yet. You don't have
to cook it.

Do I have to do everything myself?

Twenty years I've been on my own.

I should have known better than to trust
anyone but myself to fix my vittles.

Flame -jumping no -good Teutonic
bastard.

I, uh, I bet you never tasted nothing
like them before.

But, Chewie... I got the perfect

pair of bites for a poor old scarecrow.
We'll miss out on last night's dinner

and the dinner before that, would you?
Back in the acorn, you stinky vomit!

Okay, uh, Wizzle, or whatever your name
is, I've done some thinking and got me

an announcement to make, so listen up.

You are now working for me.

That's right, boy.

You is.

And what's more, right now.

But ain't you never heard this character
can't work with an empty stomach?

You can work with an empty head, you can
work with an empty stomach. Now move,

boy.

Now, watch closely, Wizzle.

You get the shingle like that, see?

And then you pan off the shingle like
this, see?

And all you're left with is... Well,
didn't get any that time,

but what's supposed to be in there is
little bits of gold.

Gold? Gold, Wizzle.

It's the greatest thing that God ever
thought to make.

Excuse me, Mr. Martin.

What's this there gold look like?

Well...

It'll look like this.

Oh, well, I'll be bummed, Swizzle. That
looks just like that flowery stuff in

your kitchen.

Tastes just like it, you know.

Get your finger out of that gold.

It ain't for eating.

If it ain't for eating, what's it for,
then? Well, it's for... It's for... It's

for having, that bot. Shut up.

Get on with it, like I showed you.

Yes, sir. Mr. Mines.

What's the matter now?

Eat me tooties. They're freezing.

Just get on with it.

Come on, Dr.

Jack. Where are they?

They're in there somewhere.

Come on.

gold, isn't it?

It's just a bit of yellow rock.

Ah,

the captain we were looking for.

Yes, it seems we have all we require
except for one scarecrow brass band, 24

black umbrellas and a horse -drawn
catafalque.

The bailiff of P. Walker Walker.

One moment.

Do come in.

Just so long as you don't chuck me out
like you did last time.

Morning, children.

Hello. Good morning.

I believe you have something for me, Mr.

Crowman. I do?

Oh, yes, yes, yes, of course I do.

Very good.

However... Busy as I am getting my
affairs in order, you will appreciate it

I say that I have not had time to settle
my accounts, and I am even now still

calculating the size and nature of my
income.

I see.

And when will I see an example of this
income, Mr. Croman?

Shall we see tomorrow?

I'll come back this afternoon.

funeral at once.

Oh, very good children.

Place them in the catapult.

Yes, well, they will have to do.

What about the sacred tomb?

Yes, well, I couldn't locate any of
those, but I do have one of the common O

'Garden variety.

Finally.

Thank you. Thanks.

The scarecrow brass band would have been
a bit ostentatious.

And I think we agree that Wurzel's
funeral should be like his life.

It's humble and unusual.

Now I do believe that we're ready to
journey towards the peaceful resting

of Wurzel.

How's that lump in your bonce getting
on?

Consider yourself lucky I got a
forgiving nature, boy.

Where's me going, then, you forgive me?

Just shut up and keep moving.

You got some blasting to do.

Dang near blew me turnip head off that
one day.

Comes with not wearing me blasting head.

That's if I've got a blasting head,
which I don't think I have.

for a snack.

Oh, here, look at that.

Oh, a yummy peppermint stick.

No good. Cheap whizz -backs.

Them rocks didn't budge an inch. Anyway,
this time, I've used twice as much

dynamite. Wouldn't be surprised if the
whole mountain didn't come down.

Okay, Wizzle, keep your head down.
There's going to be a red devil of a

Yeah, well, I only hope this will be the
last one.

All this blood. Put me off me dinner.

Okay, Wizzle.

Wizzle! There's no need to shout.

Listen up.

Dynamite didn't go off like we're
supposed to. Now you gotta go and check

out. Me?

Oh, no, thank you very much.

Wurzel ain't no good at checking
nitomite. Move, boy!

Let's see

if

old Wurzel knows anything about checking
nitomite.

No, he doesn't.

Two loose wires look a bit arsatory, eh?

Yeah, reckon I'll take them back to Mr.
Miner.

Here I am again, Mr.

Dancer.

What are you doing with those detonator
wires? They're supposed to be stuck in

the dynamite. We say? Well, I thought...
They're killing to me.

Want a job done proper, you got to do it
yourself.

Well, go and do it yourself then, you
big, black -haired gorilla.

Twenty years I've been on my own.

I should have known better than to try
and team up with anybody except for

myself.

Well, I reckon while I was waiting, I
never put my feet up for a moment or

three.

of sacred scarecrow powers vested in
crow men.

We gather to commend Wurzel Hedrogammage
to the earth from whence all his parts

first came and are now to be returned.

Wurzel's last possessions, if you
please, Mickey.

I ask the earth to accept Virgil's
possessions peacefully.

I ask you to accept them peacefully.

Apples for health, corn for pleasure,
berries for happiness.

By the rain and the wind and all the
seasons, I consign this twig.

To eternal peace.

Is that part of the ceremony?

I don't know. This is the best kinko
funeral I've ever been to.

Pleasure.

No, no, of course not.

Listen to me.

I am all right.

Now, I want you to fetch a rope and let
it down.

All right.

Yes, go quickly.

Let's go.

Yes, but before that, I suspect I have
another task ahead of me.

See you two with that Cromo fella this
morning?

Yes, but we can't take massive measures.
See?

Well, you wait right here and I'll find
out what's going on.

I said to wait here!

All right, we'll stand right here.

Keep quite still.

We don't want to take too much damage.

What were you pointing that bangstick
at, old Wurzel?

Twenty years I lived alone, and meeting
you proved to me why that was a good

idea.

Mr. Cromer, help me!

Say your last farewells, boys.

Good day.

Who are you?

Where'd you come from?

What you want?

Him.

Then it seems, sir, I have no choice but
to add another notch to the handle of

this gun in my pocket, which has become
a legend.

Well, sir?

Well, yourself.

Drawer! I'm as drawn as I ever shall be.

Oh, yes?

I got the idea you ain't got a gun under
there at all.

And I have an idea that gun of yours
isn't even loaded.

Is too.

I doubt it.

Then prove it.

Oh, no.

They're all after my gold.

I knew it.

He's just moving.

What are you doing there?

Quickly, Wendell, there is little time.

Follow me.

Gold! The gold!

It's mine!

And it's all mine!

Give me that!

Where are you taking it? Back where you
belong!

What are you doing?

Nothing will make you leave this gold,
Wendell. Nothing!

Go on, Mr.

Cromancer.

I

don't

know about anybody else, but I would
describe that as a very close call of

I don't know about that, Mr. Cromancer,
but it's given me a right old appetite

for it.

We thought we'd never see you again.

Oh, don't you worry about old Wurzel. He
can look after himself.

Here, look what I made myself.

Keep my strength up. What is it?

What is it?

It's a pancake. That's what that is.

Let's give the first bite to the crow
man, seeing as I was in what rescue

Here, Mr. Crow Man, have a nice bite.

Thank you, Worship.

Worship, where did you get this?

Oh, I made it, Your Worship.

In the prospectus house, from little
bags what he had left lying around.

Goodness gracious me.

What do you mean?

This simple pancake could enable me to
stay in Peawockawocka. There you are,

Crowman. These children led me quite a
wild goose chase to find you. And now

I've found you, I demand full payment of
all outstanding debts.

Say no more, Mr. Bailiff. All is well in
Peawockawocka.

And there's a token of good things to
come.

Here, have a bite of this delicious
pancake.

Golden fried.

And let us celebrate our good fortune
together, thanks to Wurzel Gummidge.

Thanks to Wurzel Gummidge.

And take note, Wurzel.

Wealth and money is like your precious
food. Either too much or too little

causes trouble.

What did I was all talking about?

You will. You will.

nicely.