Kazoops! (2016) s01e10 Episode Script
The Beautiful Game
1 Kazoops! Hi! I'm Monty.
He's a boy with a big imagination And this is Jimmy Jones.
Meet the pig who's truly a sensation He's my best friend.
He's always wondering why Kazoops Kazoops Kazoops Come on.
Let's go! Kazoops is what you'll hear him say Kazoops, Jimmy Jones.
Then just imagine And they're on their way Woo-hoo! On an adventure of discovery and play Kazoops Kazoops Just imagine "The Beautiful Game.
" Goal! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! What's that you're playing, Monty? Finger soccer.
Fancy a game, Dad? We could.
Or better still, how about a game of real soccer? Wow! Really? Real soccer? Really real.
It's been ages since we've had a proper game.
Right.
You get it all set up.
I'd better get changed.
Where are you off to, Stan? Uh, me and Monty are going to play soccer.
And I'm going to win.
I wouldn't be so sure.
Your dad knows his football.
He likes things just so, remember.
He even irons his boot laces.
No way.
Come on, Jimmy Jones.
Let's get ready.
Ah! Here's one.
No Nope.
You'll have to do.
Got the ball, Jimmy Jones? Great! Let's go! Anyone seen my other soccer boot? Not in here, Monty.
Maybe try in the hall.
And one and two, and one and two.
Ready, Monty? Ready, Dad! Um, Monty.
Look at you.
You can't play soccer in your wellies.
I could only find one boot, Dad.
Really? Well, the other one must be somewhere.
Meantime, let's get the proper goal posts up.
Where did we put them? Um, Gran's got them.
Gran, can we have the goal posts, please? We need them for soccer.
Sorry, Stan.
You can have them back when I've picked the beans.
Oh.
Okay.
When will that be? Oh, about four months.
Four whole months? Well, we must have a ball, right? Um, it's not as bouncy as it was.
Oh, dear.
How can we play soccer without a goal, or proper soccer boots, or even a decent ball? - But - Sorry, Monts.
Match abandoned.
Game over.
We're not playing? But Sorry, Jimmy Jones.
I want to play real soccer.
What happened with the game, Monty? Match abandoned.
We haven't got the right stuff to play a game with.
Oh, that's a shame.
I did say your dad likes things just right.
Yes, but does everything have to be just right for soccer? Kazoops, Jimmy Jones.
Do you really need all the proper stuff to play a game? Just imagine There's a tropical island In the Caribbean Every year they have a carnival And everyone is welcome They come from far and wide To see the animals play All sorts of different games In their own special way The soccer ball is a watermelon Wrapped in banana leaves They play upon the golden sun With a gentle ocean breeze The turtle takes to the field Pineapple boots on each feet He kicks the ball Into the palm tree goal He'll be hard to beat Oh, oh, it's the carnival games We can play them anywhere All you need is a touch of flair Oh, oh, how I love the games Come along, it's time to play What's next, Jimmy Jones? Softball is a favorite The dolphins watch from the water side The toucans have a lovely view From the palm trees way up high A turtle hits a home run With a branch from the banyan tree - Did you see that? - He does a little dance Because it made him so happy Oh, oh, it's the carnival games It doesn't matter what you wear All you need is a touch of flair Oh, oh, how I love the games Come along, it's time to play Flamingoes play beach tennis Over a seaweed net And the basketball They use a big sea sponge That's better dry than wet The umpire blows a conch shell When the games have reached halftime They don't have any oranges But a mango will do just fine Oh, oh, it's the carnival games We can play them anywhere All you need is a touch of flair Oh, oh, how I love the games Come along, it's time to play Caribbean carnival games Kazoops, Jimmy Jones.
You can play all kinds of games without all the proper stuff.
Oh.
So you can use whatever's hanging around.
Come on.
Let's get set up! There.
Anyone else for wellie soccer? I'm in! How about it, Stan? You'll never know till you try.
Wellie soccer.
Wellie soccer Wellie soccer! Yay! Yours, Mum.
Yeah! I've got it! No, I haven't! Goal! - Yay! - Yes!
He's a boy with a big imagination And this is Jimmy Jones.
Meet the pig who's truly a sensation He's my best friend.
He's always wondering why Kazoops Kazoops Kazoops Come on.
Let's go! Kazoops is what you'll hear him say Kazoops, Jimmy Jones.
Then just imagine And they're on their way Woo-hoo! On an adventure of discovery and play Kazoops Kazoops Just imagine "The Beautiful Game.
" Goal! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! Oh, yeah! What's that you're playing, Monty? Finger soccer.
Fancy a game, Dad? We could.
Or better still, how about a game of real soccer? Wow! Really? Real soccer? Really real.
It's been ages since we've had a proper game.
Right.
You get it all set up.
I'd better get changed.
Where are you off to, Stan? Uh, me and Monty are going to play soccer.
And I'm going to win.
I wouldn't be so sure.
Your dad knows his football.
He likes things just so, remember.
He even irons his boot laces.
No way.
Come on, Jimmy Jones.
Let's get ready.
Ah! Here's one.
No Nope.
You'll have to do.
Got the ball, Jimmy Jones? Great! Let's go! Anyone seen my other soccer boot? Not in here, Monty.
Maybe try in the hall.
And one and two, and one and two.
Ready, Monty? Ready, Dad! Um, Monty.
Look at you.
You can't play soccer in your wellies.
I could only find one boot, Dad.
Really? Well, the other one must be somewhere.
Meantime, let's get the proper goal posts up.
Where did we put them? Um, Gran's got them.
Gran, can we have the goal posts, please? We need them for soccer.
Sorry, Stan.
You can have them back when I've picked the beans.
Oh.
Okay.
When will that be? Oh, about four months.
Four whole months? Well, we must have a ball, right? Um, it's not as bouncy as it was.
Oh, dear.
How can we play soccer without a goal, or proper soccer boots, or even a decent ball? - But - Sorry, Monts.
Match abandoned.
Game over.
We're not playing? But Sorry, Jimmy Jones.
I want to play real soccer.
What happened with the game, Monty? Match abandoned.
We haven't got the right stuff to play a game with.
Oh, that's a shame.
I did say your dad likes things just right.
Yes, but does everything have to be just right for soccer? Kazoops, Jimmy Jones.
Do you really need all the proper stuff to play a game? Just imagine There's a tropical island In the Caribbean Every year they have a carnival And everyone is welcome They come from far and wide To see the animals play All sorts of different games In their own special way The soccer ball is a watermelon Wrapped in banana leaves They play upon the golden sun With a gentle ocean breeze The turtle takes to the field Pineapple boots on each feet He kicks the ball Into the palm tree goal He'll be hard to beat Oh, oh, it's the carnival games We can play them anywhere All you need is a touch of flair Oh, oh, how I love the games Come along, it's time to play What's next, Jimmy Jones? Softball is a favorite The dolphins watch from the water side The toucans have a lovely view From the palm trees way up high A turtle hits a home run With a branch from the banyan tree - Did you see that? - He does a little dance Because it made him so happy Oh, oh, it's the carnival games It doesn't matter what you wear All you need is a touch of flair Oh, oh, how I love the games Come along, it's time to play Flamingoes play beach tennis Over a seaweed net And the basketball They use a big sea sponge That's better dry than wet The umpire blows a conch shell When the games have reached halftime They don't have any oranges But a mango will do just fine Oh, oh, it's the carnival games We can play them anywhere All you need is a touch of flair Oh, oh, how I love the games Come along, it's time to play Caribbean carnival games Kazoops, Jimmy Jones.
You can play all kinds of games without all the proper stuff.
Oh.
So you can use whatever's hanging around.
Come on.
Let's get set up! There.
Anyone else for wellie soccer? I'm in! How about it, Stan? You'll never know till you try.
Wellie soccer.
Wellie soccer Wellie soccer! Yay! Yours, Mum.
Yeah! I've got it! No, I haven't! Goal! - Yay! - Yes!