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[boring music]

[happy music]

- ? We're the pirates next door ?

[snoring]

[rooster crows]

- Ha, ha

let's take it by a storm.

[dog barks]

- Not like that, wid-rain.

- What you doin', dad?

You said you'd give me a sword lesson.

- I'm coming.

- No, you don't. Not before you wax the deck.

[chuckles]

- Have a good day.

My darling little sweetie pie.

[kisses]

- Yeah, see you tonight mom.

- Let's start, dad.

- No, I have to patch up the mast.

Ah, in two weeks time, from 8 am to 8.10 am,

how about that?

- Can we do it before that?

- Well do you think this old tub's gonna repair itself?

Oh, you lazy lout!

- Oh, oh.

- Alexia, you go and fetch the spades.

Max, get something to open the chest with.

We all meet at the cave.

You okay Jim?

- Ever since we ran aground in this village,

I never see my dad anymore.

Out at sea, we used to hang enemies

upside down in the pillage.

We did everything together.

- Hmm.

- I don't like having my parents around.

It just makes me want to like, blegh.

[giggles]

- Don't worry, you can have fun,

even without your dad.

- [Dad] Aaaaargh.

- Hey, dad.

Did grandpa let you leave the black hole?

- Oh, I don't give a oak about him.

I'm quite within my right to spend some time

with me sailor boy.

A treasure!

Ooh, bon-jov where's it at?

Get your spades and your compass and ready, sailors.

Let's go fetch us some treasure, ah-ha.

[mumbles] The pirates are here.

[birds chirping]

- Hey, not so fast.

Wait for me.

- Put some ease, dad.

Look out!

- Ah, ah!

- Whooaaah.

[splash]

- 38, 39, the treasure should be ...

- Right behind this rock here.

[laughs]

- We don't even have a skull and crossbows

for our first treasure hunt together.

- But sir, his was our treasure.

- Oh.

- There are other things we can do.

Why don't we all go fishing?

Shh.

They don't fish like we pirates, with cannons and harpoons.

They do it with a fishing line.

You have to stay silent and wait.

- It's about to bite.

[splash]

- Now it's gone!

It's run away.

- Great idea, dad.

- He's a nice man but he's slightly annoying.

- Yeah, we can't even play our own games by ourselves.

- Ready?

[shrieks]

[laughs]

- We've had a whale of a day today, eh, Jim?

I hope I didn't upset your maties too much.

- Nah, you didn't.

They're just not used to spending time

and having fun with their parents, that's all.

There's a shooting star.

You know they can travel at 70 miles a second.

You can even listen to them on the radio.

- Now how do you know all these things, sonnie?

- I learned them at lubber-school, dad.

- Hmm.

- At least we won't get disturbed here.

Jim's father isn't exactly going to ...

- [Woman] No, Mr. Jolly Roger, not a cannon ball!

- Oh, there you are.

You see, I brought the old man with me.

He wants to learn everything about stars.

- Jim brought daddykins to school today [sniggers].

- Daddykins?

Is that a star, perhaps?

- Jim, you really shouldn't have come to school

with your dad!

- Dad, you can put him back down.

- If you really want to spend the day here Mr. Jolly Rogers,

please go and sit down, if you don't mind.

[children laugh]

- I'm a big bad pirate.

- Your dad can't keep following us around like this.

- Besides, he's not exactly calm.

- Everyone here hates my dad.

Apart dad's a real embarrassment.

- Don't you want to play with me anymore, matie boy?

- No, sorry.

- Oh, my little pirate is ashamed of me.

- No, he's not.

It's cause where we're from, our parents don't spend their

whole time with their children.

They go to work.

- What does work mean?

- Oh, don't be worried.

- I'm sure your dad's perfectly okay.

- Let's give it a little rub.

Look at me children.

I found me a work.

- Dad?

Look, he's working just like all other dads.

- Hey, what are you doing?

Why are you touching my car?

- Uh, sir, that's the one you're meant to be cleaning.

- Your dad will gradually get the hang of it, don't worry.

- What, we don't play swopsies with our fish.

That needs to be paid for with real money. Now get out.

- There's bound to be a job that's perfect for him,

don't worry.

- Where is that volume 23 of Tapestries of the World?

- Here, Mrs. Bevan, coming up.

- Confounded pirates.

- That man has got to go, right now.

- Oh, I'll never be a good father like the land-lubber ones.

My little pirate will never love me again.

[phone rings]

Ah, that's me.

A job?

For me?

Coming!

Come on, Jim, you'll see your dad again tonight at home.

- In order to lure the thugs of the black seas

close to sharp edged rocks,

Bolby the grasshound - [Man] Eliza

- made a pact with a ..

- [Man] Eliza

- That's my father.

Our dinner's ready.

[calling]

- Oh, got to finish building the thermos that [mumbles]

with my father.

- Shall we go and see yours?

He's probably laying the table.

- Mm-hmm

dad?

- My little pirate, I've left on a year-long mission.

That's what it's like to be a lubber dad.

Sometimes we have to work far away.

Big kisses from Mexicoraguay.

I'll see you next year.

- But mexicoraguay!

That's tons of miles away.

- Dad, don't leave.

I don't mind if you're not a normal kind of dad.

I just want you to stay a pirate.

- We're leaving for Mexicoraguay right away.

- Mr. Winner, you set the whole thing up

so that he'd leave.

Are you Mr. Jolly Roger's employer?

I'm sure it's not even a real mission.

- It is Matilda, look here.

It's the wanted ad.

Mexicoraguay needs a treasure hunter.

- But how am I going to live without you?

- The only way I can be a good dad is to leave, son.

- At last we're talking some sense.

Alright, off we go.

- Oh, say Jim, has your daddykins run away.

- Hmm. No, Brent, you musn't harm Jim.

[shrieks]

- Pirate daddykins has decided to come back.

He feels a nudge to take partners

in full swimming competition.

- Dad, argh,

the pirates are back in force!

Thanks, Matilda.

You've made it possible for me to spend time with my dad.

- No slacking now.

This ain't no pleasure cruise.

- What are you ...

- When are you going to Mexicoraguay again?

- Didn't you like veil shrimp?

- Yeah, all the land lubber mommies make yummy cakes.

That's the kind of mommy I want.

[happy music]

[boring music]

[happy music]

- [Group] We're the pirates next door.

- I love tea time, it's the best moment of the day.

- That is enough of that stench.

Ever since those pirates turned up here.

The whole town's been reeking of rotten fish.

- That's rubbish, sardines and garlic are delicious.

- Gross misconduct has calywags.

According to this new regulation,

consumption of sardines and garlic is forbidden.

- Ah, that's disgusting.

- They wanna stop pirates on feasting on sardines.

- Don't fret, my sweet.

No one can stop us from doing what we want in our own home.

- See, told ya, didn't I?

[whistle]

- That is forbidden.

[dog growling]

- At least inside our house, we can do whatever we ...

[shriek]

- Forbidden, forbidden, forbidden.

- Bevan would never dare to venture to our tub.

- Forbidden.

[shriek]

- Not all cods gonna end up as flocks'em by Joe.

- I'll tell you if she comes back here.

- Thanks, Matilda.

Here, for your trouble.

- Mm.

That's so good, any left?

[panting]

- Spit those sardines out, immediately,

and thank you so much for the lovely trip.

I landed right on the Town hall.

So, I went straight inside and got them to stiffen the law.

[laughs]

- Anyone caught red-handed consuming smelly food

of any nature shall be expelled from the city!

- Bon apetit.

[dog barking]

- Matilda, spit that up right now.

If Mrs. Devan finds out we've been eating sardines,

we'll be in serious trouble.

[burp]

- I can't bear it.

I need my sardines.

- Ah, sardines.

- This was all we could find.

Lobber's call it chicken?

[spits]

- I can't stand this food.

It's got no smell or flavor.

I feel like fainting.

- My sardines!

[whistling]

[sniffs]

- What've you got in your back?

- Nothing.

- Like kabab.

- Hey, stop it.

- How can we go on like this?

We're not even allowed to eat.

- Maybe we should find a place to hide,

where no one will be able to find us.

- I ain't budging from here.

I've got enough to eat for six months, with my here ropes.

- Shh.

[burps]

[giggles]

- It's very spicy but ...

divine.

Everybody should taste your garlic sardines.

Haven't seen anything.

- I'm getting a definite fishy smell though.

I'm relying on you to catch those bandits.

- I'll let your parents know as well.

Our famous garlic sardines are back in town again.

To get it the password is [whispers]

- Mrs. Bevans [whispers]

- Please enter, the secret sardine,

the first clandestine club in town.

- The maggots have long since forgotten aboard food.

- How do you eat them?

- Like this?

- Oh, quite nice.

- I can't find a book called 'Splendors of Bingo'.

- Shelf at the far end.

- Sorry, is this what you're looking for?

- Police, these criminals are eating sardines,

on the hush hush.

Do your duty.

- I do really need proof, or to catch them in the act.

[hiccup]

- Incompetent, traitor, charlatan!

- Vandal, what do you think I pay my taxes for?

- Beauty!

- Mr. Winner, I'm going to need you.

You are the only uncorrupt people in this town.

I need you to help me get those pirates expelled.

- The pirates?

You can count on us.

[snickers]

- We need those see in those school bags.

Do you have any illegal items on you?

- Hey, what gives you the right to search our things?

- You are suspected of illicitly consuming sardines.

- If it's illegal, I wonder how you can still buy them

down there at the docks?

[laughs]

- Oops.

- Your stock has been confiscated,

as you've been sardinating.

- With the enemy.

- But all I'm trying to do is sell some fish.

[laughs]

- Ah, we won't be able to buy fish anymore.

- In that case, there's only one thing for it.

- Ah ha, oh.

It looks like we're gonna have to close down the restaurant.

- But it's only just opened.

I know, that's why we're going to have one massive party

and eat up all the sardines we've got left.

[merry music]

- 10 of hearts

fine skewers on the lighthouse [mumbles], I say.

- [Boy] I'll take it.

- It's sardine juice sold out.

[merry music]

- Hello, anywhere there?

Yoohoo, I will find you, ugh.

[crying]

Whatever is going on you little sweetie pie.

- Matilda gave me a password so I could have some

with all the others, except I can't read.

- We eat and drink to our hearts content

to somethin monthin do on our tent, la-la-la-la.

- [Mrs. Bevans] Open up

- Password.

- Old Bevans stinks to high heaven.

- Go on in you.

- Bevan stinks to high heaven!

Aha!

Got you.

You and your family had better start packing.

You are being thrown out of this town.

[laughs]

- Let's get her.

- Stop it.

Thanks to the garlic sardines, the Jolly Rogers

have given our appetite for freedom and joy and courage.

So, if you get rid of them,

you're going to have to deal with me.

[burp]

- Perfect, as long as those disgusting pirates

leave immediately.

- Bister me timbers.

She should be thrown to the sharks.

- Bevan must be off her rocker.

Why's she jumping like that?

- Watch out.

- Sardines do come in handy.

You can even make glue out of them, bully for us.

[sniggers]

- Stop where you are!

It's a trap.

- Ah.

- They've made glue out of the sardines?

- Here's what we do with your mouth odorous brothers.

- Does he really think this is a good time

for flipping pancakes?

No, look it's so we can unstick.

- That's it now, put those things down.

- Hey, look, you've eaten one of our sardines.

You are wrong.

- Uh-uh.

The law is the law.

You must leave town along with everyone else,

or you can just give me that piece of paper

and I will shred it.

- Ah-ha.

- I'm sure we can do better than this.

- Garlic sardines.

Come and get my garlic sardines.

- There, that's better.

[theme music]

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