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Hi, I'm Andy and this is The Band. Hit it!
Yeah!
with a cool, cool style
and our keyboard-playing star
on his favourite guitar
for you, you, you
Andy and The Band
Yeah! We did it! OK.
Let's do the routine again,
but this time, Whiff, you do a header at the end. Oh.
OK. Andy punched the ball up the field.
He gets it to Rio.
Rio to Moxy.
Moxy uses her skills.
Oh, a bit of showboating there.
Over to Blu. Blu flips it up.
Mac controls it well.
Oh, and it's Whiff for the header.
Head. Right.
Oh, but he's missed it.
Oh, nice try, Whiff. Hmm.
KLAXON BLARES
Band, message from fan base.
Oh, hello, loves. Hi, Andy's mum.
Hi.Hi, Ruby.
Now, don't let us stop you getting to your gig,
but an urgent e-mail-agram has come through
from an Odd Sock called Elliot.
Elliot has kicked his football into next-door's garden
and he can't get it back.
Sounds pretty simple.
Good luck.
Let me know if any more e-mail-agrams come in, Rubes.
Yeah, we'll get the ball, have a kickaround
and still be back in time for the gig.
Oh, will you now? I'm sure I can find a way to delay you,
then the tour is cancelled and the gig is mine....mine.
Mine!
We're not kicking the football any more, Whiff! Right.
Band, we have an Odd Job.
Let's get the Rock And Roller on the...
Road!
This should be simpler than scoring penalties against a puppy.
So you rate this as your easiest Odd Job so far?
If this was a footie match, we'd be 3-0 up already.
With our winning team, what could possibly gone wrong?
Who knows, who knows? Right, here's Elliot's house. Band, off the bus.
Hi, Andy. Hi, Odd Socks. Hi, Elliot.
We're here to rescue your ball. Shouldn't be a problem.
Er, I'm not so sure. It's in there.
Mr Finch's garden.
Oh!
He's the scariest neighbour in the world.
ALL GULP
Marvellous. There's no way they'll get that ball back now.
BOING!
SMASH!
Aha!
Oh!
It's him.
OK, first things first. We need to get into the garden.
Why don't we pole-vault over?
Actually, there's a gate at the side. Far too obvious.
We'll pole-vault. OK, we need a distraction.
Yes, what would distract him?
A tiger. A tiger on a motorbike.
Two tigers on a motorbike.
Two angry tigers on a motorbike with a sidecar filled with fireworks
listening to heavy metal songs.
Guys, he does like bird-watching. Bird-watching?
We've got just the thing.
It's perfect. Awesome.
This is serious.
Cck-gah! Cck-gah!
Cck-gah! Cck-gah! An ostrich?
Cck-gah! Cck-gah!
Cck-gah! Cck-gah!
Cck-gah!
Oh, I must get my camera.
Let's do this.
Run!
BOING!
CRASH!
Cck-gah!
Guys, there is a gate.
I've got an idea.
Why don't we use the gate?
Where's Mr Finch?
He's still inside. All right.
We should have enough time to get the ball down.
Down here.
We should have enough time to get the ball down.
Cck-gah! Cck-gah! What's that sound?
Sounds exactly like the signal Elliot's going to give for us
to hide from Mr Finch.
Right.
ALL GASP
Hide!
If I were an ostrich, where would I be?
Nothing.
Atishoo! Bless you.
Aha. That'll be the gnomes.
I haven't got any gnomes.
Who's in my garden?
Ssh!
Keep still.
It's a pretty basic skill.
Ssh!
No sound.
We'll never be found.
Ssh!
Don't move.
Oh, but this song makes me want to groove!
Ssh!
Keep shtoom.
Cos that's the way it's done.
Ssh!
I'm going to sneeze.
Oh, then give your nose a squeeze.
Ow!
Ssh!
At...
Just wait.
At... Atishoo!
Oh, too late.
And freeze!
PHONE RINGS
This is Mr Finch's telephone.
Oh, um, er, hello.
I'm sorry, but who is this?
I'm, er, the head of the Wildlife Warriors.
Now, see here, I am the head of the Wildlife Warriors.
It's really stinky in here. Let's hide somewhere else.
Quick, he's on the phone.
I knew somebody wanted to take my crown. Is this you, Jonathan?
I'll bet it is.
What? No. It's...
It doesn't matter.
What matters is, you've got five burglars in your garden.
Don't worry, guys. I'll distract him.
Gah! Gah!
Gah! The ostrich!
Gah!
The compost bins stinks too.
Back of the shed.
Gah!
That's it. Lovely, lovely. Toe feather. That's it. Go on.
Give us a bit of beak.
Karen! Karen, you've got to come and see this.
Karen!
Ah!
Quick.
Hurry up.
It's laid an egg. Karen!
Hide that egg, er, ball.
Hide, hide, hide.
Mrs Finch is coming.
That'll do. Oh, no, she's here.
The ostrich was right there.
Of course it was, dear.
Now, you get on with the composting.
Thank you.
He's headed to the compost bin.
Ugh!
What are we going to do now?
I'm going in.
COMPOST BUBBLES
HEAVENLY MUSIC PLAYS
MUSIC STOPS
MOXY COUGHS
Ugh! It stinks!
Quickly.
Ugh! Let's do the routine.
Gets it to Rio.
Rio to Moxy.
Moxy uses her skills, a bit of showboating there. Over to Blu.
Blu flips it up.
Mac controls it well. And over to...
Who's going to do the header?
Head!
Who are you?!
Hang on a minute. You're no ostrich.
Cck-gah?
Get out!
Gah! Get out!
PHONE RINGS
Oh, hello, Andy, how is it going? Not good.
We need some advice. Well, you only have to ask.
We only have to ask.
Brilliant advice, Whiff. Wait. What?
We should just ask Mr Finch for the ball back. Nice one, buddy. What?
Hi, Mr Finch. It's me, Elliot, from next door. I know who you are.
And we're helping out.
We don't live next door.
Well, I was just wondering if perhaps I could have my ball back?
Of course you can.
Oh!
Why didn't you just ask me in the first place?
These are nightingale eggs.
Oh.
A very endangered bird.
And that's why you don't want anybody disturbing your garden?
Exactly. There you go.
Thanks, Mr Finch.
Actually, I've got something you might like.
Whoa!
Thanks, Mr Finch.
And thanks, Band.
I'll never have to worry about losing another ball again.
Well, I'd say that's Odd Job complete.
Who's in the Odd Socks? We are!
You're back. Yeah, all thanks to you, Whiff.
Who'd have thought to just ask for the ball back? So simple.
If we'd have done that in the first place,
I never would have had to stick my hands in all that smelly compost.
for you, you, you
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