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[dreary music]

[upbeat music]

? We're the pirates next door.

[barking]

- Riding bikes is such a landlubber thing.

- Imagine you're rowing with your feet.

[exciting music]

- You're right!

It's the same!

Hoist the sail!

We're off to [yells]

[crash]

- That's what happens when you don't abide

by the regulations!

- Hey, you came and stood in my way!

- Sorry, Mrs. Bevan.

- As of now, I am forbidding you

to do any cycling anywhere in town.

Good day!

- Rules, rules, nothing but rules!

That's all Bevan knows about!

[growls]

- Huh?

Sh, let's follow her.

[mysterious music]

- Hm?

Hm.

- A treasure!

She kept that one quiet, the scoundrel!

- Hm?

[stick breaks]

- Hm?

[mysterious music]

- Take it away, Bones.

I can already smell the gold and precious stones.

Chicky-boo and the Pirates?

- It's got a stamp on it.

Property of Town Library.

- Ah!

- Hm?

We have to lure her away.

We can't let her discover Bevan's secret before we do!

[whispers]

[pants]

[growl]

- Give that back, right now!

- Hm, Chicky-boo.

That's strange.

That book's not in here.

- Hm.

- Index cards.

More index cards.

You landlubbers just love your index cards.

- Hm.

Ah, I found it!

Chicky-boo and the Pirates!

Borrowed by Aldegond Bevan in, wow.

She's old.

- Aldegond?

[laughs]

- Now I know why she doesn't want to give it back!

She'd get the fine of the century!

[barking]

- It's the librarian!

Let's scat!

- Oh, the garden.

Oh!

[wind blows]

- No grilling!

It's strictly forbidden, as per the city regulations!

- Scarper from me lawn, scallywag!

- Mrs. Bevan is right, Grandpa.

And besides, it's not even your barbecue.

It belongs to Jacob the Scallop,

and you never gave it back, did you?

- Oh, dear, dear.

It's very bad not to give back things you've borrowed.

- You'd never do anything like that,

would you, Mrs. Bevan?

- You prefer reading books about Chicky-boo.

- What, how did you know I...?

Have a lovely time, little ones.

- Hey, Mrs. Bevan, you start acting all strange

when we say Chicky-boo!

[gasps]

- I do not!

Excuse me, I must go now.

[exciting music]

- Chicky-boo!

- Chicky-boo! - Chicky-boo!

- Chicky-boo!

[barks]

[smack]

- Oh!

Chicken of a mess.

I'm going to report you right n...

- Chicky-boo!

- Chicky- boo!

Chicky-boo!

Chicky-boo!

- I was joking, of course.

Have a lovely time, my dear.

Ugh!

- Huh?

Look at that!

Oy, you!

- Hm?

- Why is Bevan lettin' you do whatever you want?

What'd you tell her?

- You can't make me tell you!

OK, you win.

Here's what you have to say.

[whispers]

- Smelly catfish.

I want a huge chunk of chocolate, thank you.

Smelly catfish. [laughs]

- I'll teach you to speak ill to a lady, you little rascal.

- Ow!

But Nugget told me that...

Dirty pirates, they're going to pay for this!

[splat]

- Oh!

[crash]

- Chicky-boo!

- Ooh!

- Rawk!

[barking]

[wooden clashing]

- Strange, we're doing whatever we want

and Bevan's not saying a thing.

- I'll soon change that, don't you worry.

[thud]

Three.

Two.

One.

That Bevan should be out screaming by now.

- Do you think she's gone away?

- So, she's finally realized she doesn't stand a chance

up against real pirates!

The town is ours!

Ah!

[shouting]

Aw.

This is boring!

A pirate without an opponent's just a sailor.

- We've got to get her to come back.

- Mm-hm.

- Mrs. Bevan!

Are you okay?

Good-bye Dull-on-Sea.

Since I can no longer enforce the regulations of this town,

I've decided to take my leave.

- That wasn't what I wanted!

Oh, that croaky, froggy voice.

I miss her already.

- The bus that goes to the big city hasn't come by yet.

Which means that Bevan is still here in Dull-on-Sea.

Mrs. Bevan, we're sorry.

We don't want you to leave, actually.

- We should never have used your overdue Chicky-boo book

to make you

- Sh!

Someone might hear us!

My most frightful secret has been discovered.

I have no choice but to leave.

This is what happens when one does not abide

by the regulations.

- We promise we'll never mention Chicky-boo to you again.

- Chicky-boo!

- But I'm so ashamed!

Before long, everyone will know

that I never returned my book to the library!

I simply cannot stay!

Leave me alone now.

- I can't be a real pirate without her!

That's what Grandpa tells me, always respect your archenemy.

- So this little pirate does like rules, after all!

- We've got to destroy her library index card.

Max and Alexia, I want you to keep Bevan here

any way you can.

To your stations!

[sinister chuckle]

[door creaking]

[exciting music]

- Hey Miss!

Jim's here thievin' your cards!

- Jim, give that card back, right now!

Whoa!

- Got it!

[barks]

[screams]

- Throw it to me, quick!

'Cause of that, Bevan will have to

sail away into the sunset!

- Yes, except Brent got my library card

instead of Bevan's one.

I threw it up on purpose, knowing that Brent would catch it.

- Ha, ha!

[laughs]

We did it!

We got the...

I see you've been having fun without me.

- Oh!

- She was refusing to stay!

- Now we can destroy the card.

The librarian won't ever find out

that you never returned Chicky-boo,

and you'll be able to carry on screaming at us,

just like before.

- Huh? - Huh?

- Brent, librarian!

- This is the end!

I have no choice but to confess.

I shall live in ruin and shame forever and ever.

- Sorry, it's for your own good.

- Look, he's here!

Punish him!

- Jim, how do you explain this, please?

- Mrs. Bevan?

- You won't get away this time, dirty pirate.

- I have a confession to make.

- Uh, yes, it's true!

I love the adventures of Chicky-boo,

so I stole the book

and tried to make its name disappear from the records!

Bevan wanted to turn me in, so I kidnapped her!

Waah!

I'm so ashamed!

[cries]

- You cannot punish a child

simply because he loves to read books.

That would be contrary to the rules of education.

- If you don't want to press charges,

then I'm willing to forget about it.

- Don't think you'll get away with it next time!

- Arr, I could do with a sword fight right now!

- Or a huge sand battle all over town!

- I know!

We can all bounce balls against people's houses!

- While they're all trying to take a nap!

- Are you out of your minds?

Give me that ball immediately!

Hooligans!

I won't let you get away with it!

[upbeat music]

[dreary music]

[upbeat music]

? We're the pirates next door

[waiting music]

- They should be here by now.

- Who should?

Who should be?

- Holiday makers.

Today's the first day of the holidays.

- Bumble-on-Sea has an attraction this year.

All the sightseers are over there.

- Oh, the summer season's doomed.

- Dull-on-Sea upstaged by Bumble-on-Sea!

In all my years working in tourism,

this completely takes the biscuit!

It's all because of the pirates!

They're scaring off all our tourists.

- We should just make a pirate attraction.

There are tons of tourists who'd give their right arm

to see real pirates.

- It could be popular.

- Mm-hm.

- What?

Do you want all our tourists

to get robbed left, right, and center?

Pirates are professional pillagers!

- If they promise not to steal anything,

would you agree?

- You can count on us!

Don't worry, we'll be glad to pill...

to welcome them.

- Jim, do you promise not to plunder?

- Pirates' honor, we won't steal from anyone.

Dull-on-Sea is gonna have the best attraction in the region.

- Hm?

- I'll get the news back to as many people as possible!

[sighs]

- I wonder if we wouldn't be better off asking Bevan

if she has any ideas?

After all, she is an expert.

- Uh, yeah.

I'm surprised that you'd suggest that,

but it is a good idea.

- Have you been hit on the head by a coconut?

- Ha, Bevan'll be in heaps of tourists,

then we can loot in peace.

- I am not going to help you ridicule this town of ours.

- Ah, you were the last one that could possibly save us.

Without you, this town is doomed.

- I'm going to send out balloons

to get the word out about our pirate show!

- No, wait!

If I'm the only one who can save the situation,

I'll see what I can do.

[barking]

To start with,

we're going to clean this wreck from top to bottom.

- Uh, that's simply not possible.

- I'm famished, crew!

Were you gonna feed this old codger or what?

- Thanks for helping us.

I'm sure you've got good ideas

about what type of show we should do.

- We must have a clean ship

if we're to have any hope of receiving tourists.

- Over my carcass!

If I see anyone scrubbin' this boat,

I'll destroy the town!

Understood?

- Hey, Grandpa, do you have a spare sword by any chance?

- Huh?

I should have, yes.

I'll go take a look.

- Over to you, Nugget.

Remember, no pirate show means no tourists,

and no booty.

[laughs]

[crash]

- Traitor!

- Ha ha!

- Well!

Right, where were we now?

- Hm.

[scrubbing]

With lavender breeze, it's bound to please.

- Think of all the tourists we're thievin',

and all of the loot we'll be making.

- Whoa!

Open up, you scoundrels!

It stinks!

We're not be breathin' here!

[splat]

[gull screech]

- Get these filthy animals under control,

or I am leaving!

[wind blows]

- Ready to welcome the tourists.

- Oh, no, they won't be seeing this.

- Hm?

- The show will be taking place on the seafront.

- Oh!

- But now, at least I won't have

this horrible, crusty mess outside my house.

- Grr!

- Right!

So now we should probably talk about what show we should do.

What do you think about a battle?

- Oh, come on then, show me what you're capable of.

[growls and cheers]

Stop, stop, stop, stop.

Just as I suspected, you know nothing about theater.

Well, I'll see to that.

- Arr!

[wood clashing]

- Stop!

Don't stray from the script!

- Yarr! - Ah, ha, harr!

- Stop!

Articulate!

- Arr!

- Stop, it needs to be elegant!

Do you know about, hmm.

Oh, dear.

- We did it!

The tourist coaches are coming!

I just saw them from the lighthouse!

- Ah, we'll give them the best pirate show

they've ever seen in their whole lives!

- Come along.

The time has come to display your talents.

- Or, rather, the time has come to plunder 'em!

[car engine]

- Come on out!

Come closer and see for yourselves!

You'll hear them better!

- Come and see the terrifying pirates of Dull-on-Sea!

[screams]

- Oh, no!

Pirates on the horizon!

[yelling drowns out Tilda]

- Party!

- What are they doing?

That wasn't in the script.

[screams]

- Stop improvising!

That's not in the script!

They're all starting to leave!

[screams]

[crashing boxes]

- It's all your fault!

You should have let us do it on the boat,

that's what tourists want to see!

- You just don't get it, do you?

Pirates are incorrigible!

It would have been just the same on the boat.

- Let us give it a try, at least.

- She's right, we were stupid.

- That's for sure.

We couldn't even pillage one single tourist.

- First, we've got to get rid of these feather dusters.

They're ridiculous.

- Oh!

- Down with ye!

I'll have no lubbers on my tub!

- Well, I'm sorry madam.

Of course it's my fault that you're such terrible actors.

- Maybe the time has come to let old Grandpa out.

- Mm-hm.

- Oh!

Anybody in there?

What's happening?

Why have all the coaches left?

- Oh, it's nothing.

It's just that we're not quite up to scratch yet.

But it won't be long before...

- Oh!

Help me!

- Traitors!

How dare you douse my ship with putrid cleaning fluid?

- It was just to attract a few tourists, and, uh.

- The devil with tourism!

Here's me terms!

I want a huge tuna in five minutes,

or I toss me prisoner overboard

and blast everything in sight with me cannons!

Arr, har, har, har! - Right!

We're on it!

- Help!

Help me!

Help me.

The show is over.

- Grandpa's going to spoil everything for us.

- No, he won't!

He's going to attract the tourists!

- Oh?

Huh.

[dramatic music]

- And now, ladies and gentlemen, let the show begin!

- Eh, heh heh, har!

[cannon fires]

- Wake up, Bob, this isn't what you think!

[clashes]

Ha ha!

[cannon firing]

[coach stopping]

- Well done, Jim, it's working!

The tourists are coming!

- Glory party! - Glory party!

- Traitor!

[appreciative laughter]

[dramatic music]

[applause]

- Oh [laughs] isn't that sweet?

You were just tryin' to thieve the tourists

like good little pirates.

- You were lying to me from the word go.

You had no intention of putting on a show at all!

In that case, I'm gonna have some fun too!

- My treasure!

- Oh!

- My prisoner!

Traitor!

[epic music]

- Here we are, ladies and gentlemen!

[applause]

- Whoa!

Ha ha ha!

- They're talking about you in the news!

- [Announcer] The Pirate Show is on its way

to becoming the hottest attraction of the whole summer.

- You traitor!

You gave all our booty back to the tourists,

and you went and stole our prisoner!

- That's not true.

I pillaged them just like you did, pirates.

- Ye've hardly any lubber blood left in ye, ha ha!

- Perfect!

That means you'll be with us tomorrow!

We've got two months to plunder 'em all dry!

- Ah ha, ha ha ha harr!

Time to dig in!

Yah, ha ha ha ha!

- Bleah!

[upbeat music]

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