All language subtitles for Worzel Gummidge Down Under s02e05 Balbous Cauliflower

Hello, Titchy.

Hello. What's that wheelie thing you've
got there?

What? Is that one of your motorcars?

Yeah. It's a Mercedes Benz.

Is that what it is?

Here. Can I have a turn at it?

All right.

Here, what's this string for?

That's the steering.

Will you put your feet up there?

Yeah. Right.

And that's the brake.

I don't need no brake.

How do you make it go faster?

Come on, we'll give him a push. Push?
Why do I need it?

Oh, better.

That's more like it.

Stop!

It took me a whole month to make that,
and now look at it.

Well, this still works, doesn't it?

There you are, Mr. Crosby.

Can I get you a nice cushion for your
back, Mr. Cromer? No, thank you. Very

good, Your Worship.

Can I get you on a nice cup of tea? No,
thank you.

Hot milk, perhaps?

With a sprinkle of cinnamon, maybe? Oh,
I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Cromer, sir.

Only trying to be of service. Service
qualified.

Now, hear me.

I do not need a valet. Now, sit here and
don't move.

I am expecting Wurzel Gummidge any
moment. You will be returning with him

field to resume your scarecrow duties.

Now, will you please stop interrupting
me?

And try to update my ledges.

That glasshouse posting has thoroughly
spoiled you.

Good day to you, Mr. Crowman, sir. I
understand you want to see me.

Ah, yes, Wurzel. Now, I want you to take
Bulbous Cauliflower here through his

paces. He seems to have forgotten his
scarecrow duties.

Take him to Dilworth Paddock.

Dilworth Paddock?

But it's so exposed.

I'll either get a chill or not. Follow
me, cauliflower.

Barber, stop arguing with the crow man.

Come on, follow me.

Oh, it's mainly the omniscient upset.

thing you do is get hold of your
scarecrow pole and you grab it into the

like this here, see?

And then you twist it around.

Right, try it on for size.

That's it. Oh, it's uncomfortable.

There's a knot of wood sticking into my
back.

Well, it ain't a blooming armchair, is
it?

Nor is it supposed to be.

Now, there's another thing you've got to
remember.

And that is, you've got to keep your
eyes and your ears open all the time,

see, because them dang little birdies is
crafty little blighters, and they'll

take advantage of you quick as nitrous.

Let's pretend there's a flock of
starlings flying overhead, see?

Right, you get them in your sights, and
then you start waving your arms up and

down, and you're jumping up and down,
and you're hollering and shouting and

screaming, fit to bust your brain, see?

Right, I'll give you an idea how it
goes.

off the out on the throat.

Go away.

You're not supposed to be here.

Go away.

Please.

Stone the crows.

Let's check on Wurzel.

Right. Let's try again.

Now, the flock of starlings has ignored
your shouting and your hollering, and

it's clear that larger measures must be
taken.

Right, so this is what you do.

You put your hands in your potluck, and
you take out a potluck, like this here,

a big one.

Always carries one or three in the
potluck in case of convergence.

See? Right, now, you take the aim, and
you take a good aim, and you... Right,

right, there. Go on, you try.

target, Mr. Gummett.

Did you hit the target?

Did you hit the target?

More.

Let's pretend that you're a little bird.

Your Honor. He can't chuck, he can't
holler, and he can't even stay on his

Yes, I can.

Yes, yes, all right, you two.

And he ain't got no pride in his job,
neither. Not like what I had. Yes, I

too. I said, all right.

Now, Bogus, I've had some time to look
into your case, and I've found you a

posting that would suit you nicely.

Farmer Jackson is out of town for a few
days, and he wants a scarecrow to keep

the birds away from his strawberry
patch.

A lovely, sunny spot, sheltered from the
wind, and the work isn't too demanding.

Is it under glass, Your Honour?

No, Bulbous. It's outdoor work.

If he don't want the job, Mr.
Crowmancer, I'll have it. I've got

interest in strawberry fudgy.

Come along, Bulbous.

There you are, Bulbous.

Suits you very nicely. You've got no
complaints now. Summer's on its way. In

few days in the open air, I'll put some
nice colour in your cheeks.

You shall come back and check up on me
tomorrow, won't you, Mr.

Cromanthorpe? No, not tomorrow, no,
Bulbous. But I will call by in a few

see how you're doing. Oh, cheer up.
You'll be all right.

Oh, that's all right, Bobby Dazzler,
isn't it? Can I have a go?

No, fear. Not this time.

Oh, go on. We's friends, ain't we?

Maybe I's a first -rate racing driver.

I know.

What do you reckon, Marnie?

Okay, then.

I don't know why Farmer Jackson wants to
use that strong insecticide on

strawberries. Well, he had a lot of
trouble with woolly caterpillar last

and he wants to make sure he doesn't
have the same trouble this summer.

Fair enough, I suppose.

All clear?

Yep, no animals. Just an old scarecrow.
Right then, let's get started.

Bulbous? Bulbous Collie?

Here. Why didn't you answer me when I
called you?

Oh, I'm not well.

I'm ill and I'm in pain.

What are you bellyaching about? This is
the oddest work we've had the last 12,

10 months or more.

Oh!

Oh! Well, happy bum's whizzled.

Oh, you is ill.

You're spottier than a beetroot with the
blight. I ache.

I ache all over.

You haven't been eating any of them
green strobes, have you? Because green

strobes does terrible things to your
stomach.

You want to start waiting until they're
ripe before you start scuzzling them. I

ain't eating nothing.

And I don't feel like eating nothing
neither.

Oh, for a nice warm bed and a hot water
buckle.

Yeah, I'll go and tell the crow man that
you're a bit under the weather. He'll

see that you're soon doctored up. Oh,
hurry, Mr Gummidge, hurry.

I don't think I can stand up much
longer. Me legs is all jelly -fied.

Yeah, well, you stay here and have a
nice rest. And I'll be back quicker than

duck can shake his watsit.

Yes, Wirtle, what is it?

I beg your pardon, Mr. Crowmancer, but
I've got something very urgent to

And being the conscientious scarecrow
that I is, I thought that I'd... Get on

with it, Wurzel. Yes, Mr. Crowmancer,
but it's Bulbous Cauliflower, you see.

He's been titled very poorly.

In fact, I don't think he's up to mind
in that strawberry patch at all.

Wurzel, I am thoroughly sick of hearing
about Bulbous Cauliflower and his

complaints, and moreover...

If you think I'm going to be taken in
with your little schemes, you are

seriously mistaken.

Under no circumstances will you be
replacing Bulbous at that strawberry

now or at any future date.

Mr. Cromancer, he's got spotivitis.

His face has gone all red. If his face
has gone all red, it's because it's the

first time in a year or so he's seen a
bit of sun.

I don't think it's the sunburn, your
suspiciousness. It's more like he's

My patience is fast running out.

Now, I have already told Bobus I will be
seeing him in a couple of days. Now,

get back to Dilworth, Paddock, and stay
there. Let's have no more of your silly

games.

Well, go on.

It ain't right for me to be standing
here while poor old Bulbous is in such a

state.

It's the duty of a scarecrow to help
another scarecrow out.

He ain't much of a scarecrow, I'll
admit, but a scarecrow he is

All right, Bulbous, here I come.

Hello, Bulbous.

How you feeling?

Hey.

Come on, wake up.

It's me, it's worth it.

I'll beg.

I'll beg.

I'll beg.

Oh, you've been and caught some horrible
nastiness.

And it's snuffed the life out of you.

Poor old Bulbous.

Gold.

You was one of the... Finest scarecrows
I ever had the pleasure of bird scaring

with.

I'm going to take my leave of you now,
Bulbous.

And say goodbye to you.

In a proper scarecrow fashion.

Come on, you.

Bulbous Cauliflower, good morning.

Party man, you back in your... Who's
this?

Bulbous!

Bulbous, where are you?

Who's this?

Come out, you cowardly, cowardly gusty!

What are you doing with the late Bulbous
Cauliflower?

I can't look.

Dang, nice and tidy.

Come out wherever you is.

G'day, Mr. Gummidge.

Bulbous. I got a present for you.

What is it?

Green slop.

That's nice.

What did you do that for?

Because I felt like it. I'll tell the
crow man on you. Crow man, crow man.

A fig for the crow man.

That's heresy, daddy. You'll be for the
age up now, all right. Heresy nothing.

You just watch this.

Just put that spade down or you'll be in

serious trouble.

Go on. Back to your nanny. Back to the
crow man.

It's a crow man.

It's a crow man.

Mr. Crowman.

He's not there, Wes. We passed him on
the road half an hour ago.

What's up anyway?

Where's that there bulbous cauliflower?

He's gone clean up his trolley up at
Jackson's Farm.

He's jumping about and stamping up and
down and insulting everybody.

He's bonkers. You'll have to give me a
hand before he gets into real trouble.

Come on, follow me.

You come down from there.

You's a criminal, and we've come to take
you in. Oh, you have, have you?

Well, you'll have to catch me first.

Are you all right, Weasel?

Oh, sure, yeah, I'm lovely. Just haven't
had half a ton of potatoes poured on

me, Ed.

Don't just stand around there. Give me a
hand up.

One, two, three.

What are you doing in here?

This ain't Bulbous Collie at all. That's
Percy.

I'm a Jackson's prize poker.

He's a friend of mine. I know him well.

What you doing here, Percy?

There's a horse in the kitchen.

There's a cow in the hall.

That'll be Bulbous Collie, sir.

Isn't that all the animals lose?

What do you think of the new occupants,
Mr. Gummidge? After all them years in

the barn, I thought they deserved the
best class of accommodation.

You've really done it this time,
Bulbous. He's making for the barn. Come

Get out of here.

G'day. Didn't expect to see you here
till tomorrow.

No, we did Jackson's strawberry patch
yesterday.

Still don't know why we used DDT.

Seems like over till today. DDT?

Great heaven.

Bulbous!

I should have listened to Wurzel!

All right, Bulbous.

We know you're in there.

Give yourself up before you get into any
more trouble.

Who's going in first?

Wurzel? No, I don't think that's a very
good idea.

I'll stay guard outside.

You two go in first.

Coward. Come on, we'll all go in
together.

It's a good idea.

I don't know what you're doing. If we
don't stop this at once, the Cromwell

have no choice but to chuck you on the
composting. Oh, shut up.

You know your trouble, Wurzel.

You talk too much.

Now, I expect you three are wondering
what I'm going to do with you. Well, the

fact is, I've got a wonderful surprise
in store for you.

He's going to blow us all up.

Oh, no!

single most irresponsible piece of
behavior I have ever witnessed.

Yeah, it wasn't my fault, Mr. Crowman.

It were him, Bob. I know who it was,
Wurzel.

No hope from

them, Mr. Crowman.

And whatsoever, Wurzel.

This has been poisoned.

be permanently damaged, there's nothing
I can do.

And it's the compost we play.

Albus?

Not the compost heap, Your Honor.

Anything but that. Sorry, Bulbous, there
is no alternative.

Your condition is irreversible.

I'll come right to you, Rhonda, if you
give me a chance.

No, I'm sorry, Bulbous. I'm afraid I
must ask you to climb in.

Oh,

for pity's sake, Aunt Mercy. I said in
you go.

Where's she at?

He's going to rot in there, isn't he,
Mr. Crowman?

Yes, Worsham.

Nasty.

With a very thought of it, it makes me
feel all whoopsie.

Oh!

A nice cup of tea, my friend.

And a slice of cake, Mr. Crowman.

Yes, Worsham.

That too.

Mr. Crowman, who's that new head going
to be for?

I'll be calling now, sir.

Then you ain't going to let him rot in
the compost heap, you're all merciful.

No, sir.

You've just been teaching him a lesson,
haven't you? Yes, sir.

Because of Malibu's cauliflower's
unseemly behavior.

I was already creating a new head for
him before he got sprayed with that

chemical.

We'll leave him out there for a few
moments to learn his lesson.

Then, we'll invite him in for tea.

I'll fit him up against your head.

Hey, Mr. Grumman, shall I save him a bit
of my cake?

That's very generous of you, Wurzel.

Why don't you get him a cup of tea
ready, and I'll go and bring the poor

Hello, Mr. Crowman.

Ain't the lovely day?

Here we are, Bulbous, me old friend.

I saved a nice bit of me cake for you.