All language subtitles for Stillwater s03e03 Tons of Fun

Are you excited for today, too?

Oh, yes, Carl, I am.

I've never done this before. But it
sounds so fun.

Good morning, campers. Welcome to Camp
Michael.

Today's itinerary.

What's an itinerary?

Good question, Carl. An itinerary is a
plan for all... of the fun things we're

going to do today. 9 a.m., kickball.

9.12, hopscotch.

9.27, obstacle course.

9.52, story time.

Uh, when's snack?

11.30 sharp.

The plans for the day all sound like a
lot of fun. I can't wait to start.

Me too.

It's now 9 a.m. That means kickball.

First, the rules.

This will be home base.

I'll roll the ball to you here, and
you'll kick it and run to the next base.

Look how high it can go.

The ball is bouncy.

It goes way up in the air.

This is so much fun.

That's a funny way to play, Carl.

But the game is called kickball.

You kick with your feet, no hands.

But you're holding it in your hand.

I'm the pitcher.

I'm allowed.

You kick.

Over here, Koo.

That's a point.

Carl kicked the ball hard.

He went far over the fence.

That is a home run.

Why don't we try something else?

Okay. We're going to play hopscotch
next.

We just need a couple of stones for the
game.

Ah, got him.

Beep, boop.

Michael, look, a robot!

Yeah.

It's a nice robot, but it's actually the
grid you play on.

in the robot now?

None. It's supposed to toss and then
hop.

Start by tossing the stone into the
first square and hop over to the next

one.

Hop, hop, hop, hop.

Not like that. Like this.

Watch. Hop on one foot to turn.

the next activity.

But we're having fun playing hopscotch.
That wasn't hopscotch. I'm not sure what

that was.

How about robot hop?

Listen, guys, I put a lot of thought
into a super fun day for you, but we

can't do that if you keep doing things
that aren't on this list.

First we go through the boxes, then you
throw a disc into the bucket, then you

kick the ball into the net, go around
the swings, and first one through the

hockey sticks wins.

Here, let me show you.

Okay, let's make that jump over the
boxes.

Got it?

It's time for a quiet activity.

How about we have story time now?

Yay!

Story time is fun.

I hope the book has dragons or maybe a
truck.

This was my favorite book when I was
little.

You were right.

It does have a truck.

Anyway, Dizzy the Dancing Dump Truck
loved to move dirt to the beat of the

music.

and building a house on the street, and
there were all kinds of trucks.

Yes, Carl, I remember.

Back to the story.

Once she played a very fast tune that
had her spinning until Dizzy was a dizzy

dump truck.

Dumpy, dizzy dump truck.

The dizzy dump truck... Dump truck.

The dump truck started spinning her
wheel.

Please listen and don't interrupt.

Okay, where were we?

The dizzy dumpster.

Okay,

this isn't working.

Why don't you go inside and see what
Addy's made for snack?

the campers, Michael.

Hi, Stillwater. They're inside of Addy.

Being a camp counselor is much harder
than I thought.

Oh? They wanted to bounce the kickball
and made a robot out of the hopscotch

and wanted to swing instead of the
obstacle course.

I had the whole day planned out, and we
weren't even supposed to have snack

until later.

Now my schedule's all off.

Hmm. You seem to have a busy day
planned.

It's camp.

I wanted to be sure there was always
something fun to do.

And are your campers having fun?

Yes, but... But not in the way you
expected.

I wanted them to follow the rules.

Ah.

Perhaps we can take a break for a story.

Yeah, I think I could use a break.

Do you remember the story I told you
about Master Tanuki and her garden?

This is another Master Tanuki story, but
from a different point of view.

As you recall, Master Tanuki was the
wisest person in the land.

Students came from all over to learn
from her.

Master Tanuki, I have come for your
wisdom.

Please, join me for a cup of tea.

Thank you, Master.

First you must teach me about finding
inner peace.

Perhaps we can do that today.

I see you already have a plan.

Yes.

Tomorrow, you can teach me about nature,
and then the next day, the universe.

And then we'll move on to art, and
poetry, and maybe some more art.

Oh, oh.

And could you teach me how to rake those
rocks out front?

The cup is... Fool, watch out!

This cup is full of tea, just like your
mind is full of plans.

You cannot add more to either.

But I have much more to learn, Master.

How do I make room?

You must start by first emptying your
cup.

Then you will be ready.

The student was so focused on telling
Master Tanuki about what he wanted to

learn.

He left no room for what she was ready
to teach.

Forgive my arrogance, Master Tanuki.

My cup is now empty.

Good. Then we can begin.

Master Tanuki said the students should
be open for new ideas.

Master Tanuki was very wise.

I could empty my cup, too.

Plans are good, but so is just seeing
what happens.

Stillwater! Lemonade!

Oh, there are the campers.

Are you having fun?

Camp is so much fun.

We were reading a story.

Michael, will you finish?

We can finish the book, or we can try
something totally new.

What happened to the itinerary?

What are we going to do next?

Let's make up a new game.

What's it called?

It doesn't have a name yet. What do you
think it should be?

Everything ball.

I like that. What are the rules?

That's the best part. We make them up as
we go.

Oh, I have a rule.

Bounce the red ball with your knee.

It's a million points.

If you skip on one foot, you get a
bajillion points.

The water's the robot.

That's a bajillion.

We solved a puzzle, and we built a
blanket fort. Now what should we do?

Let's do baseball.

I bet if we practice, we can be good
enough to play with Michael.

I meant to play catch, and I bet that we
can swing.

One thing's still missing.

Right! We need a ball!

I don't see any out here.

Maybe we... Maybe we should do something
else.

Wait, I know where there's one in
Michael's room.

There it is.

I can't reach.

Oh, thank.

Michael calls it his lucky ball.

The ball has some words that are very
hard to read.

Wonder what it says.

Maybe Michael gave the ball a name.

The

ball

waits for me.

But the bat has other plans.

This is a hard game.

Michael calls it his lucky ball.

That's a home run!

Did you find it?

I felt through the grass.

Searched under the trees and leaves.

Still there was nothing.

Have you seen my baseball?

The one I had on the shelf?

Uh-huh. We used it for batting practice.

You what?

And I hit a home run.

Only now we can't find it. And we looked
everywhere.

Which way did it go?

I don't believe this.

Do you have any others?

No, Carl.

Not like that.

It was signed by my favorite player.

It's one of a kind.

It is?

Yes, it is.

You could have just waited to ask me for
a ball you could use. But you didn't.

And now something that was really
special to me is gone.

We are both sorry.

We didn't mean to lose it.

Will you forgive us?

I don't know.

But we said we're sorry.

That's supposed to make it all better.

Well, it doesn't always.

And definitely not this time.

Now what do we do?

Another puzzle. But the pieces do not
fit.

Let's ask my uncle.

Hello there.

We borrowed Michael's special baseball.

Then we lost it. And now he's angry.

Oh, my.

And we said we were sorry in everything.

Hmm.

That means he can't be mad anymore.

Doesn't it?

Sometimes the words, I'm sorry, are all
you need to make everyone feel better.

Can you think of a time like that?

Like if I accidentally bump into Coo and
break her toy?

Well, in a case like that, the words I'm
sorry might not be enough to make things

better at first.

What do you think, Koo? If Carl broke my
toy, I would be both mad and sad,

even with I'm sorry.

That's understandable.

You see, Carl, in some situations, you
need time before those mad and

sad feelings move along.

You might even need something more.

More of what?

Why don't I tell you both a story? And
you can see for yourself.

There were two little bears just about
your age.

And they had a grandmother whom they
loved very much.

She had a big blueberry bush outside her
cottage.

Uh-uh-uh. The berries aren't yet ripe.
We'll have to wait until we can enjoy

these delicious berries all together.

Archie and Hazel walked past their
grandmother's house every day, waiting

for the berries to ripen, trying to be
patient.

Until finally... I think they're ready
to eat now. Don't you, Hazel?

The blueberries were delicious, so they
decided to eat a few more.

Actually, quite a lot more.

The two little bears ate every

single one.

Tasted them?

Tasted? You ate them all.

They were finally ripe and you've been
waiting.

And so have I for the delicious pie I
was going to make everyone.

We're sorry, Grandma. I appreciate that,
my dears, but it doesn't bring back the

blueberries. And now I don't have any
fruit to bake a pie for our special

family dinner.

It was wrong to eat all of those
blueberries.

Will Grandma be mad until next summer?

I hope not. I wish we could make it
right.

Yes. Something that really shows how
sorry we feel.

There is another way to make up for what
we did.

The cubs discovered that the woods were
filled with raspberries and that they

were ripe for the picking.

Grandma, these are for you. Is there
enough here to make a pie?

Their grandmother was still upset that
she couldn't make the pie she'd planned

for. But she appreciated the kind
gesture.

Oh, my.

Did you pick all of these from the
bushes down the road?

Come inside and we'll get you cleaned
up. And then we'll see what we can do

with these berries.

I'm sad about the pie she couldn't make,
even though the bear cub said I'm sorry.

Hearing this story helps me know how
Michael feels.

We must do something.

Could we make Michael a pie?

A pie is a nice treat, but this may call
for a different solution.

Do you have any other ideas?

I know! We'll do just like what the
little bears did. when they got the new

berries for their grandma.

Stillwater, can we look in your shed?

We're going to need a few things.

Of course, Carl.

Are you still mad?

I guess I'm not as mad.

You were right. I looked and looked all
over for it, but that ball is definitely

gone.

Must have been some home run.

I bet it went all the way to the moon.

Maybe.

Michael, I promise I'll never ever take
anything from you without asking first.

What we did was wrong.

It was selfish and hurtful. We both feel
badly.

That's why we want to give you this.

Because we lost your special ball, we
made you another one.

And it even has writing you can't read
on it, too. Just like the first one.

If you want to know, it should say,
Love, Carl, and Co.

We ran out of room.

Thanks. You want to try it out?

Maybe we can hit another home run.

No, let's not play with this one.

Because you don't like it?

No, I do.

I just want to keep it safe.

Because now this one is special, too.

Perhaps Michael has other baseballs that
you could play with instead.

Yeah, I do. Do you want to be the
catcher?

I would like that very much.

Okay, then.

You can get set up, and I'll be right
back with a new ball.

With our spirits, we were floating
through the trees.

Like creatures, we were soaring high,
blowing off some steam.

Oh, mountain and its alphabet's in
green.

The never-ending dream.