Love is in the Air Barney's Latin America

Hola, mis amigos. Bienvenidos a Barney's America Latina.

Arriba, arriba! It's show time.

Let me introduce you to a carnival of creatures -

from fabulously freaky frogs, to hollering howler monkeys

to manic meat-eating plants. Es magnifico.

What's more, they're all connected to each other

in this wonderful world of wildlife

by funny, fabulous and fantastic facts.

-Get on with it.

-Oh, sorry.

Tres, dos, uno.

Es la hora de Barney's Latin America.

All right, Gem? What are you doing?

Just getting ready for today's show, Barney. Love is in the air!

And I'm so excited.

O...K.

Where are you going?

I-I have to...

Er, I...

I'm going fishing. That's where I'm going.

I'm going to go and catch some big, manly fish for dinner. Or something.

Oh, no, you don't. You cannot miss this!

You will not believe the lengths that Latin American animals go to

in the name of love.

There's dramatic and daft dancing...

..sensitive singing...

# Aah! #

..remarkable romance and...

creepy courtship. Ha!

Oh. And there's, er...

SHE CLEARS THROAT ..poo.

Poo? Oh, brilliant! I think I might stay.

I knew you'd come round.

Right! Dim the lights...

cue the music...

ROMANTIC DISCO MUSIC PLAYS ..and cue the romance.

It's time for some Latin American loving, because...

love is in the air!

Whoopee(!)

Hey arriba, arriba! Is it carnival time?

No, actually, but this little fella is the wire-tailed manakin.

-And boy, does he know how to shake his booty?

-He has some groovy moves,

but it is a bit strange that he's dancing on his own.

-I know. He's looking for a girlfriend.

-Aww!

Problem is, he's a little bit over-keen, bless him.

-You see, he's so desperate for love...

-I want a girlfriend.

..any little movement in the jungle makes him think she might be there...

..and it sets him off.

-Is this her?

-Nope.

-Are you sure?

-It just an agouti.

-Oh.

Ooh! Maybe she's near.

Nope, it's a monkey. Does Mr Manakin need an eye test?

Me? I need a girlfriend.

Hey, he's spotted a bird. Oh, Gem - it's so romantic. Go on, my son!

Wrong bird.

Oh, don't tell me. It's an elephant.

No, you don't get elephants in Latin America, Barney.

SHE GASPS It's her! This is the female manakin.

Aww, look - how romantic!

Well, yeah, if wiping your bum in someone's face is romantic.

That's part of the dance and why he has that feathery wire tail -

so he can tickle the one he fancies under the chin.

-She's flown off. Is his bum clean?

-Of course.

He knows exactly what he's doing. She'll be back.

See? There she is. And now, they'll mate

and then, er... He'll be off to move on to another conquest,

leaving her to raise their baby manakins on her own.

That seems a bit unfair.

Oh, well - it takes all sorts in this jungle. But I've got to admit -

although that's not my kind of flirting,

it seems to have done the trick.

So... Do you, er...

Do you come here often?

Oh, dear! I think it's time to meet cute couple numero dos.

She means number two...

-SPLAT!

-..literally. Eww!

Geronimo! Eww!

You think I'd stick around this long if I couldn't do the love poo story?

Meet the dung beetles. And guess what?

-There's a clue in their title.

-Hmm, fresh poo. I'm off.

Race you, quick, before those flies get to it.

# Poo is in the air

# Everywhere I look around. #

Just one nice show, that's all I ask -

no poo, wee or snot. I mean, really.

But it's romantic, Gem. It's love at first pong.

Hmm.

OK. Listen to the smelliest, poo-iest most romantic tale

you've probably ever heard.

-AS A HOLLYWOOD STAR:

-One whiff and the male dung beetle is off -

he knows that this pile of fresh stinking poo

is his one chance of true love.

And he's made to it the poo pile,

but it's only the start of this romantic tale.

Forsooth, he has many a toil ahead of him.

OK, OK. Don't get carried away.

The dung pat is like the local fast-food outlet.

It's where he meets his partner-to-be.

Hey up. Fancy a roll in the poo?

It's here that he offers the female his most valued possession.

The biggest, "Poshest and Beckest" diamond ring in the world -

a giant poo ball.

-Here you go, petal.

-Aww, all for me? You shouldn't have.

The bigger the poo ball,

the more likely the female will fall for his aromatic charms

as she needs a big fat ball of poo to lay her eggs in.

If she accepts the poo, the rest is history

and they roll off together into the sunset.

How, er, romantic...

I think.

-So where's he off to?

-Oh, he's off looking for new poo balls

-to attract his next girlfriend.

-That's not very romantic.

-Well, she has her big poo ball - what more does she want?

-Huh.

Look, Gem, these dung beetles are poo crazy -

they can happily burrow up to 250 times their own weight in one night.

That's the equivalent of you burying two double-decker buses.

So what on earth links this poo-loving beetle

to the lovely, romantic manakin bird?

Easy. Despite their OTT romantic courtship, neither beetle or manakin

will stay with their mate once they've found her.

They have a task a to complete. Then they're off to find another lady.

Not very romantic, but luckily I have a real loved-up prince coming up.

Cue romance.

Er, Gem, where are we?

Looks like we're in the middle of... nowhere.

Are we going to those diddy islands down there?

These are the great Galapagos Islands, Barney.

-I know them - that's where that Darwin fella went.

-Hello.

Yep, they are in the Pacific Ocean, and off the coast of Ecuador

and full of indigenous species.

I'm so angry!

Indignant species? Why are they cross, Gem?

Indigenous, Barney.

It means these mysterious creatures came from here originally

and to this day, many are still found nowhere else.

-So, who's this fella, then?

-Excuse me!

Oh, he just did a poo. Hey, don't mind us, mate.

I would like to assure viewers that this is definitely not a poo story.

-Aw!

-Enough poo for one show, Barney, thank you.

This is the flightless cormorant.

He's not the prettiest bird I've seen and he looks a bit lazy.

-When's he going to take off?

-Never.

He's not called the FLIGHTLESS cormorant for nothing, Barney.

Come on, come on.

Rubbish!

Well...a bird that doesn't fly?

What's the point?

That's like a fish that can't swim.

-I mean, how does he catch his food?

-Well, he does have other skills.

-Wow! He's quite the dive master.

-Thanks to his flipper feet.

You see, he's so good at diving he doesn't need to fly any more.

-He looks a little lonely, though.

-Not for long!

Oh! Whoa!

Help!

What are you looking at? I weren't scared or nothing. Blimey!

The curious cormorant is one of the most romantic

and generous animals in Latin America.

Here you are, darling - new seaweed duvet for you.

Got from it that rock face market, bargain.

Darren, you spoil me.

I won't let my Chantelle go short.

I'm going to try for some matching seaweed pillows to go with it.

He gives his beloved as many gifts as he can

from his seaside surroundings,

to make the nest and protect the eggs,

but also to prove his commitment to his true love.

Thanks, Darren. Doesn't quite match, but it's the thought that counts.

Aww!

-Earth to Gemma.

-It's so romantic.

They are such a team and they both look after the nest together. Aww!

Ooh, Darren! That tickles.

So, let me guess. Like our pongy poo beetle, our faithful

flightless cormorant gives gifts to his girlfriend to maintain his love?

Oh, yes.

OK. Next?

DULL ROARING That sounds like a motorbike.

Surely not - we're in the middle of nowhere!

Close, but nope. That is an elephant seal.

They're found from the bottom tip of South America

all the way to Antarctica - and he's not in a good mood.

-My! What a big mouth he has.

-Yes, all the better to bite you with.

An elephant seal. Well, I can see the resemblance.

TRUMPETING

Yes, trunk face!

But, Barney, I thought seals were supposed to be cute and cuddly.

Well, not when there's lady involved, Gem,

or should I say up to 50 ladies?

Love is in the air in Latin America.

When it comes to claiming the ladies, the males go from

lazy, farting coughing blubbering beasts to full-on gladiators.

Contender one, are you ready?

Contender two, are you ready?

May the battle commence.

Take that, you cad.

Ow! That was my ear.

It really hurt, Tyson, you bad sport.

Come on now, and fight like an elephant seal.

Oh, Barney, I don't like it.

I think you should call a Latin American ambulance.

Someone's going to get seriously hurt.

Contender two is retreating.

The winner is the biggest and the best and can now be crowned...

beach master.

Which means?

He gets all the girls.

Oh, my hero.

Quick! Run! They've stopped scrapping. The coast is clear.

I can't say that lady looks too pleased with her new boyfriend.

-Help me!

-Well, I can't blame her.

On average, males can be five times bigger than their ladies

and as you can see he's also a little intimidating.

But for some ladies, this whole macho approach really works.

-Come here, darling. Let's cuddle.

-Have some pebbles, sweetheart.

There, there, dear. Come on - give us a kiss.

I never thought I'd say this about elephant seals, but aww!

Well, not wanting to disappoint you, Gem,

here's something else cute and cuddly for you to "aww" about again.

All together now...

-BOTH:

-Aww!

So maybe all this scrapping is worth it

for the sake of having surely the cutest babies in Latin America.

But how are they connected to the flightless cormorants?

Well, they both woo their ladies at the seaside.

Hey! What are you two looking at?

-I'm doing my stretches.

-GROANING

It's not easy hanging upside down, you know.

What are we looking at, Gem? Is it a mouse raccoon with wings?

Have you never seen a bat before? These humans need to get out more.

Mouse?! Like to see a mouse stick to the wall for hours. Drives me batty.

Meet our...

..sac-winged bat.

Is he all right? I think he's talking to himself.

Is he a bit batty?

Course I'm batty - I'm a bat. You fool.

Uh-oh! I think he's just psyching himself up for some loving.

Well, hello, ladies.

Hiya.

Get a waft of this.

I think he just farted. Is he wafting it at them?

No, he's releasing a super scent from a special organ

that he wafts with his wings to drive the ladies wild.

-Ooh, you smell lovely, chuck.

-I know.

Well, it certainly seems to be doing the trick.

He's got a few ladies hooked. Can you buy this perfume anywhere?

I don't think you want to smell like a bat, Barney.

But this is nothing, a male can attract up to nine ladies this way.

Yeah, nine! Check me out.

Do you really want nine girlfriends?

Er... On seconds thoughts, no.

Coward!

So just like the elephant seal,

he's a ladies' man and they both have such powerful skills of seduction,

they have whole harems of women.

Time to recap our romantic Romeos.

Shaking his tail feathers in the air like he just don't care.

Our musical manakin gets the ladies by shaking his stuff

and tickling her with his tail feathers.

Get off! Anyway, at least HE'S got some etiquette.

I'm sorry, but a poo-ball present is not my idea of romance.

Leave the dung beetle alone. It works for him.

He's not the only gift giver -

our flightless cormorant male loves to spoil his lady with...

well, gifts of seaweed.

The powerful elephant seals fight gladiator-style

to beat off the rivals.

And for the super scented sac-winged bat,

love truly is in the air in the form of his very own smelly bat perfume.

Who needs deodorant?

Time to introduce our next "lurve" contender!

Aww, sea horses! My favourite. So cutesy-cute!

Neigh, we're not. You're too kind.

Yep, they're one of the strangest,

-yet most graceful, animals in the ocean.

-So cute!

But oddly, they're just a collection of spare parts!

No, no, no, Barney!

I won't have that. They're amazing, astounding, mythical creatures!

No, they're the Frankenstein's monster of the sea...

SINISTER LAUGHTER

They've got a head like a horse, with a crown on top,

they have eyes like a lizard,

a prehensile tail like a monkey and can change colour like a chameleon.

Whoa! And they still look so pretty!

And that's not the only unusual feature. But first things first.

You want romance? You're going to get romance!

OK, everybody. You ready? Dim the lights.

Give me the candles and cue the music.

-I'm completely hooked, darling.

-Oh, Bernard,

there are no words.

So romantic!

This is their "lurve" dance. The male flirts with her

and if she likes him back, she gives him a little nod of the head.

And then, it's time for their love duet.

-Oh, Barney, you are romantic after all!

-Yeah...

And then the female transfers her 2,000 eggs into the male's pouch.

What, me?!

Hang on a minute! What's she doing that for?

I mean, no offence Mr Sea Horse,

but looking after the eggs, that's a mum's job!

Nope... Mrs Sea Horse is no fool.

She chooses wisely, because, basically,

daddy sea horse here is going to be doing all the hard work.

GROANING

Are you saying what I think?

Urgh! Stop horsing around! He's not looking too good, Barney...

Oh, my! I think it might be time.

Ooh! Where's my overnight bag? Oh! Uh-oh...

Oops, too late! Argh! Where's that wife of mine?!

Phew. Vera! I need a back rub!

Wow, respect! That was some birth!

It was. The poor fella's pooped, Gem. It took him 50 hours!

Now, you show me more romantic than that, eh?

Not only does he dance tail to tail, he also gives birth for her!

And just like the sac-winged bat,

he does all the running to get his girlfriend.

Ah! I get it!

So, they both have super seduction techniques to hook their gal.

The male sea horse literally hooks on to his lady as part of his dance.

Whereas it's the seductive scent of the male sac-winged bat

that drives the ladies wild!

Spot on. Beat that, Gem!

-All right, meet the waved albatross.

-Mayday! Mayday!

Look out!

Woah! Mayday, mayday!

I think they need to practise their landing skills, Gem.

Well, they have been in the air for six months.

And with a wingspan of up to 2.5 metres, they're a little top heavy!

Over two metres? Wow, that's longer than Peter Crouch!

Oh, hi, Pete!

-He looks a little lonely, Gem.

-Where is she? She's always late!

These wonderful waved albatrosses have been flying far out to sea.

But they all come back here to this little island called South Espanola,

to meet up with their partners, who they stay with for life.

Hey, honey, I'm home!

Oh, I've missed you.

And here is their way of saying, "Am I glad to see you?!"

I just want to sing. Aaah!

Check me out, Deirdre, I'm on fire! Look at me work it!

Aaah!

They sing, dance and have a whole routine together,

that they know by heart!

HE SOBS

-Love you.

-Love you too!

-Aaah!

Oh, Gem... Now, that's love!

They're so pleased to see each other... Together... For life!

Yeah, they can be together for as long as 30 years.

And here's the reason for their lengthy lurve.

Each year they both look after their new egg together,

and both care for the chick once it's hatched.

They'll do anything, er... Cut romantic music!

Ah, I was enjoying that!

And cue gross music! As I said,

they'll do anything to make their little darling birdie happy,

and that includes a rather gross feeding technique.

They find food, store it in their bellies,

and when the chick is ready to eat they,

stand by...

..regurgitate.

Eww, you mean puke?

Thanks, I was trying to do it delicately!

Yes, they puke the food back up, and feed it to their babies.

That chick is happily gobbling away on week-old regurgitated squid!

OK, time to move on, Gem! What's the connection?

Our adoring albatrosses, who mate for life,

will do anything for their families, and, just like the sea horses,

dance the cutest dance to show their true love!

All together now... Ahh!

-IMITATES DAVID ATTENBOROUGH:

-Ah, the grace, the power

of this magnificent bird.

Never before has there been such a beaut...

BIRDS SQUAWK

Oh, er,... And the feet... And the squawking! Meet the boobies.

Barney, are they really called that?!

Yes, Gemma, named after the Spanish for stupid, "bobo".

-'Ere, did he just called me stupid?

-Have you seen

yourself trying to land??

Fair point. Out the way, Vera.

And "bobo" is also Spanish for clown.

Now if you look down at their feet, that nickname might explain a lot!

Wow! Huge blue feet! What's that about... Are they chilly?

No, they're actually called "blue-footed" boobies, Gem.

They're meant to have blue feet and for the female boobies,

they're irresistible!

But she's got blue feet, too...

Yes, but for the men, their blue feet are more important,

because for these booby ladies, the bluer feet, the better!

And the boy boobies are doing everything they can

to make sure their feet get noticed!

Well, hello there, lovely, bet you've never

seen a pair like this before? Check 'em out!

What's she doing?

She's copying him. He waggles, she waggles, he toots, she toots,

and then they both raise their feet.

They're flirting!

-Flirting?!

-Yep. And now for the flirting finale... The booby boogie!

You're going to need one of those, and these. Cue the music.

MUSIC: "Chicken Dance" by Werner Thomas

It's exhausting flirting when you're a booby!

And just like the adoring albatrosses,

the boobies prove their love

by making a right song and dance about it.

Argh! Barney, you could have warned me!

That's one ugly, er...thing!

Aw, I've got a nice personality, though!

This is a deep sea angler fish.

Are you sure it's not deep sea emergency services?!

No! That's an inbuilt fishing rod, used to lure in prey.

What's that pretty light?

Pretty...

Adios!

Like that! And they're found as deep as 915 metres.

That's the depth of 3 Eiffel Towers!

All very interesting,

but this show is called Love Is In The Air

and Barney, I'm sorry, but nothing could fancy that dude.

He should be in the Ugly And Scary show'!

You couldn't be more wrong, Gem!

Firstly, he is a she.

And secondly she doesn't have to do any of the running.

You mean swimming?

OK, so we've met Mrs Anglerfish.

Now, meet Mr Anglerfish!

Ah, he's quite cute!

Notice anything missing?

-Ah, yes, he's rodless!

-He is, and he's looking for his lady.

-Should we warn him?

-Well, we could, but I don't think he'll listen.

You see when a male anglerfish matures, he loses his ability

to feed himself, and so he has to find a female to help him survive.

Weird. Hey! Mrs Anglerfish has got a hanger on.

-Yeah, that's her fella.

-No way! He's so diddy.

Do you mind? I'm a little sensitive about my size.

-He's a tenth of her size.

-Wow! Imagine that!

He's a bit over-keen, though... Give her some space, mate!

Too late... He's bitten onto her, and once he does that

he releases a chemical that fuses the skin of his mouth and her body,

and joins them together for life!

Whoah! It's all gone a bit Star Trek!

It might not be conventional romance,

but it means that our lady has her fella on tap whenever

she's ready to have babies.

Imagine being stuck to your other half for the rest of your life!

What a scary thought!

So, how on earth are they connected to our boogieing boobies?

They both use their blue accessories to survive.

The booby uses their feet to attract their true lurve,

and the anglerfish uses her rod to attract prey.

Phew! Love is certainly in the air in Latin America,

but what they do to get it is pretty unreal.

Mad dancing, dancing duos, generous gift giving...

Latin American lurve!

Yeah. Gem, I think we get the point.

Time for a romantic re-cap. Here, have one of them.

First up, we had the manic manakin. He was a bit over-keen,

but his booty-shaking bottom got him his lady in the end!

But there's nothing like a poo ball to melt a lady dung-beetle's heart!

Linked to the manakin because for both

it's all about chasing ladies.

Once they've got them, they're off again!

Hm, I think the cormorant proves himself to be a true romantic.

He knows the way to a woman's heart

with constant gifts of nesting materials.

Thoughtful and practical!

And the beach also sets the stage for a real showdown -

elephant seal males fighting to impress, and to protect

their harem of females.

And they aren't the only ones with more than one woman.

The seductive sac-winged bat pongs out the ladies with his armpit aroma.

Not my idea of romance, but these girls fall for it every time!

There wasn't a dry eye for the starry-eyed sea horses,

and their moving courtship two step! Ten out of ten!

And the albatrosses take it one step further - quite literally -

with their groovy moves, sounds and dance routine!

Very cute!

I mean cool! Cool!

Love those boobies, though.

Look at the co-ordination.

Amazing, considering those bizarre big blue feet!

And blue body parts link

the booby to the angling anglerfish, who uses her blue rod to snare prey.

And it's this strange rod extension of the anglerfish that links us

right back to the manakin at the start,

with his extended tickling tail feathers.

Well, if it works for our Latin lovers, maybe it'll work for me...

Cue lights, music... Here we go.

ROMANTIC MUSIC

It's seaweed!

Not a chance.

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