Original subtitles

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* Bob the Builder *

* Can we fix it? *

* Bob the Builder *

* Yes, we can! *

* Scoop, Muck and Dizzy, and Rolly too *

* Lofty and Wendy join the crew *

* Bob and the gang have so much fun *

* Working together, they get the job done *

* Bob the Builder *

* Can we fix it? *

* Bob the Builder *

* Yes, we can! *

* Pilchard and Bird, Travis and Spud *

* Playing together like good friends should *

* Bob the Builder *

* Can we fix it? *

* Bob the Builder *

* Yes, we can! *

(BOB SNIFFS THE AIR)

-Hmmm, what's that lovely smell?

-It's these flowers. Lofty and Scoop

are going to help me make a floral display

in the Town Square.

-Er, what's a floor... floo... floo...

-Ha ha! Floral display, Lofty.

It's a way of making the town look nicer.

We're going to hang these baskets

from the lamp-posts and plant these

in a flower bed.

-A flower bed! Ha ha ha!

Is that where flowers go to sleep?

(LAUGH) Very funny, Muck!

-Bob, could you and Muck go and

mend Farmer Pickles' fence today?

His sheep keep getting out.

-OK Wendy!

Right Muck, you take these fence posts and this wire,

and we'll get going.

-Can we fix it?

-Yes we can!

-Er yeah, I think so.

-Hello Mrs Pervical, what are you doing?

-I'm putting a poster up to tell everyone

about the school play, Spud.

Er, we're doing 'The Three Musketeers'.

-Ooooh! What's a Musketeer?

-Musketeers were brave and fearless heroes,

who kept people safe from harm...

-Cor!

-Oooh! They were so handsome,

with their fine clothes and their brave cry of

'all for one and one for all'

and erm.. ahem.

-'All for one and one for all' Cor!

But why's he got that stick?

-That's his trusty sword

En garde! Every musketeer needs his trusty sword!

Er, well, I... I must be getting on.

Bye bye, now Spud.

-Hmmm...

-Morning, Bob.

-Hello Farmer Pickles, that's good timing.

We've just finished work.

-Ho ho ho!

Thanks, Bob, that should keep these sheep in!

-Baaaaaaaa!

-Right Scruffty, let's get them back in the field.

-Ruff ruff ruff!

-Baa baa baaaa!

-Bye, Farmer Pickles.

-Bye, Bob,

-Caw, caw!

-If I'm going to be a musketeer,

I'll need a special hat.

All I need now is a feather!

-Caw caw caw!

(FANFARE) Der der der der der der der...

Spud the musketeer!

Spud the bold! Spud the brave!

All for one and one for all!

Caw caw caw!

-I've got my hat, now... er what else do I need?

I know ... a trusty sword!

-Oh, the Town Square is going to look splendid, Wendy!

-I'm sure it will, Mr Bentley.

-I'm especially fond of this little rose tree.

It's my wife's favourite flower, the rose, you know.

-Well don't you worry, Mr Bentley,

we'll take special care of it.

-Thank you, Wendy.

I shall be along later to see how you're getting on.

-Oomp poom pah, doomp oom poom pah,

poom poom poom, pah!

-A sword! En garde!

Spud the musketeer strikes again!

(HIS STICK SNAPS) Oh.

-Caw, caw...

-Oh, wow! Lots and lots and lots of lovely swords.

-Baa baa baa baa?

-Get away, you furry fluff balls!

Get away. Spud is on a mission.

-Oof! Now I'm a real musketeer. Ha ha ha!

-Baa baa! Baa baa baa!

-Caw, caw.

-I'm too busy to talk to you now, Squawk.

I've got very important musketeer-type things to do.

-Take that you naughty piece of litter! And that!

I knew my trusty sword would come in handy.

-Ruff ruff! Ruff ruff! Ruff ruff!

-What is it, Scruffty? What's wrong?

-Oh no! My fence has fallen down again

and the sheep have got out! I'd better call Bob.

-Bob, bad news I'm afraid.

One of my fence posts is missing...

-Missing? It can't be!

-I know, but it is!

And the rest of the fence has fallen over!

-Oh no! I'm on my way!

(DIALS AGAIN)

-Hello Wendy, it's Farmer Pickles.

I need your help.

-What can I do for you, Farmer Pickles?

-The sheep have got out.

Can you help rounding them up?

-Oh dear! But of course I can.

-Thanks, Wendy.

-Lofty! Scoop!

We've got to help Farmer Pickles

find his missing sheep!

-Baaa baaaa...

-Baayum, baaayum yum yum yum!

-It's a real mystery.

I can't think where that other fence post got to.

-Well, I'll look out for it, Farmer Pickles.

(HIS PHONE RINGS)

-Hello... oh, hello Wendy...

you can't find the sheep? Oh dear!

Well thanks for trying. Bye now.

-Still no sign of the sheep?

-No!

Well, come on, Travis, w e'd better look for them ourselves.

-Good luck!

Right Muck, let's get back to the yard.

-Ah, Wendy, I er.. I just thought I'd see...

Wendy? Oh my word! What a mess!

-Shooo! Shooo!

-Baaaa! baaaaa!

-Now... now come along, lets be sensible,

give that to me.

-Oof!

-Baaaa! baaaaa!

-Stop it! Stop it! You naughty sheep!

-Baaaa! baaaaa!

-Help! Help!

-Help!

-What's that?!

-Spud! Stop those sheep!

Don't let them eat my lovely rose tree.

-Never fear for Spud the musketeer is here!

All for one and one for all!

-Oo! Ouch!

-Oh no !!

-Oooh... ow! Ooooh... der... ow!

-Oh... Wendy, look...

-What a mess!

-Scoop, Lofty, quick! Help me round the sheep up!

-Can't quite get this one...

Get over... Oh he's so troublesome, come on...

-Come by... Come by...

-Shoo... Shoo...

-What are you doing, going over there.

You're sheep you're supposed to stick together.

-Move away fluffy... are you going to bite me?

I'm a little bit scared...

-Oh where oh where are my spectacles I can't see a thing

without them you know.

-Oooh ergh...

Oh... oh... Aaargh... oooh... oohh ... ho!

-That's it. All done.

-Meeeoooowww!

-Pardon?

-Meeeeoooow!

-It's one of Farmer Pickles' sheep!

-Pilchard! Come back!

-Stop! Everybody stop!

-We can sort this out if we all co-operate!

-Scruffty, Pilchard --

you'll round up the sheep much more easily

if you work together.

-What have you got there, Spud?

-My trusty musketeer's sword, Bob.

-That's not a sword.

It's Farmer Pickles' missing fence post!

-Is It? Oooh!

-You know you mustn't take things

that don't belong to you.

-Yes, Farmer Pickles.

Sorry, Farmer Pickles.

-Dear, oh dear, just look at this lovely rose tree.

It's ruined!

-Don't you worry, Mr Bentley, I've got an idea.

If I put this sword... oh!

I mean, if I put this fence post in the soil,

and tie it to the rose tree,

it will help it stand up nice and straight again.

There.

-Well done, Bob!

-Isn't this one of my posters?

-Er... yes. But I only borrowed it, Mrs Percival.

I... I... I wanted to be a musketeer!

-Well Spud, you'd better come with me.

I've got a special job for you!

-Right! And we'd better get this mess cleared up.

-Ready team?

-All for one!

-And one for all!

-Hmmm, no -- that's a bit crooked.

Up a bit on the left... no... no...

down a bit... hmmm... no..

-Ohhhh! My arms ache!

-Caw Caw Caw Caw!

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