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Ah! Wackadoo, Nevvy! This papier mache stuff's great!
Who'd have thought that paper, water and flour could be so much fun?
Too right, Bro.
Look, I made a giraffe.
-What have you made, Nevvy?
Right, guys, I'm off to...
Oh, whoa! Big Ben?
-That's brilliant, how did you do that?
It's very good, Nev.
Papier mache rocks.
Smells a bit, though.
Hey, have you tried the mask thing yet?
What mask thing?
You get a balloon, blow it up, cover it in paper mache.
When it sets, pop the balloon and you've got a mask.
-Yes. It is.
-I'm off to work.
-Love you, Barney.
-Love you too, mate. See you later.
Hi, Mr Prank
Oh, that rubbish chute must be blocked again. Stinks, doesn't it?
"To whom it may concern, I am Mr Prank's dentist.
"He's had emergency dental work due to eating too much toffee.
"He won't be able to talk today at all
"and needs a week off to recuperate."
Mr Prank, I'm sorry to hear that.
Still, I'm sure Aunt Barbara will understand.
She might. Stranger things have happened. See you later.
HE GROANS IN PAIN
Ah, finally! Got this balloon tied up.
Eh, how you getting on, Nevvy?
Eh...all right, buddy, but no-one likes a show-off.
Oh, love you, Crazy Keith.
-Let's get this papier mache mask started.
-Aye, aye, captain.
Ha-ha! We should make the sca-a-ariest mask ever!
Barney's cousin, Melanie, is coming over.
Too right, bro.
Cool. Ha! We can sca-a-are her with it. Ha-ha-ha!
Plank, where are you?
Speak up, man. Where have you been all morning?
Our yearly review of your duties has been cancelled for tomorrow.
I made a list of things to discuss.
I'm going to ask some tough questions.
You better have answers.
-How's your side going, Nevvy?
-Us doing a side each was a GREAT idea.
What'll we call him?
Er...Mr Scary Head.
Eh... Nice one! Ha-ha. Right, I think I'm done.
Time for the grand unveiling.
# Dum, de, dum, dum...
# Dah! #
-Well, Mr Scary Head really is one scary mask.
Scary for Melanie, I mean. I'm not scared at all.
-Can't scare me!
-We know he's a balloon covered in papier mache.
Right, one of us should stop hiding, and see what's going on.
-I vote you go.
-Ah! All right, we'll both go.
It's just a balloon. Nothing to be scared of.
Aye, aye, captain.
Ah, phew! He's gone. I don't know what you were worried about, Nevvy.
He's not real!
Heh, no problemo.
Wackadoo, he's alive!
-Let's get out of here! Every bear for himself!
-Too right, bro! Run!
Wackadoo, Doris! Mr Scary Head is alive!
For Nev, I mean. I wasn't scared. Obviously.
-So, what were you running away from, Nev?
You're acting weird. Weirder than normal.
NEV BLOWS RASPBERRY
Wow, nice Big Ben!
I mean, it's all right.
I made a papier mache model of Buckingham Palace. Actual size.
Ah! No way, Jose!
Bet I can make balloon animals faster than you can, too.
No, no, no, no!
These hands are magic.
Mr Scary Head!
Wow. That is one scary mask.
You got me there. I'll get you back, though.
I'm going to scare you so badly.
Can't scare me!
Yeah, yeah. We'll see. Anyway, joke's over.
-Get rid of Mr Scary Head.
-No, no, no, no.
Fine, I'll get rid of it...
..in a minute.
OK, look, we need a plan to get rid or Mr Scary Head.
-I know, I know!
You're right, Doris. I'm being a wombat.
It's just a balloon with a mask stuck on it. That's all.
I'm going to go up and face my fears!
Face them, Crazy Keith. Face them. No-one scares this koala!
Don't worry about me, Doris. I'm going to face my fears!
I'm going to be fine. Just fine!
I've got to hand it to you. This is a good idea.
-If I can't see Mr Scary Head, he's not scary.
-Hm. Right. Right.
We're in the main hallway now, aren't we?
-So the rubbish chute is left from here?
Do you mean right as in "correct" or as in "go right"?
Never mind, I'll just follow the smell.
What was that?
Er, nothing. Er, left!
Left! Left! Left, please!
Three, two, one...
Yuck! Sticky, ugh.
Well, Mr Scary Head won't be scaring us any more.
It's OK. It's OK. I think it was just the balloon popping.
Er... C-c-can't scare me.
-Just relax. Let all the pain drain from your body.
You are drifting happily in a nice calm pool,
-away from danger...
Where is that man?
What an appalling smell!
Oh, there you are.
Something stinks, Plank, and it's not just your caretaking.
Can't you even keep the rubbish chute clear?
Have you nothing to say to defend yourself?
Well, Plank, we've got your work review in one hour
and... Now what?
Oh. Good grief.
"To whom it may concern, I am Mr Plank's dentist."
Oh, I haven't got time for this!
I'm not interested in what you're selling, Plank.
I'll see you in one hour.
OK, Keith. Get it together, fella.
Mr Scary Head is just a balloon covered in papier mache.
He is definitely not real.
Just pop up in the hallway and see what's going on.
One, two, three...
Wackadoo! What's going on there, then?
Doris! Er, Doris!
I'm telling ya, that is no Mr Scary Head.
That's Mr Scary Head, body, arms, legs, AHH!
You should have seen him.
Half a green face with blotches on it.
Half a pink face with more blotches!
And this weirdy little hat thing on the side of his head. Ah!
Huh? What was that, Doris, love?
Yeah, I know I helped create him,
but I didn't expect him to float around and then grow a body.
Mr Scary Head's alive!
-Stay back! We're not afraid of you.
-Can't scare me.
-Now what's he doing?
If that's supposed to be a booty shake, he's a rubbish dancer.
Stay back! I'm warning you.
I've got a stick of celery and I'm not afraid to use it!
Oh, dear, oh, dear.
Oh, no. He's pointing at me.
-Don't eat me, eat him!
-What?! No, no, no, no.
(That was a close one.)
NEV BLOWS RASPBERRY
-You're upset about "eat him, not me", aren't you?
-Too right, bro!
It was a joke, Nev.
What do you think Mr Scary Head's doing in there?
Hm. Socks! Socks!
I seriously doubt it involves socks, Nev.
Come on, let's get out of here.
Monsters can't see you if you don't move. I saw it on TV.
Wait... I might be confusing monsters with sharks.
-Look behind you!
Hang on! I'm not even supposed to be in this chase.
Smel, me tired.
Me too. Come on, Nev. Let's hide down there.
Right, Nev. I think we'll be safe from Mr Scary Head down here,
if we're very, very quiet.
BANGING AND GLASS SHATTERING
Maybe he didn't hear us.
What do you think, Nev?
Wait for me!
-Melanie! What are you doing?!
-Aunt Barbara, there's a...
This isn't very ladylike, is it?
But there's a... Grr! Grr!
-Oh, it's Nev, the delightful little doggy!
-Aunt Barbara, there's something down there and it's...grr!
-Wait for it...wait for it!
Grr, grr, grr!
Plank! What are you doing?
No, no, no, no, Aunt Barbara! It's Mr Scary Head!
It's Plank, dear. Who else do you know that dresses so badly?
And you can take off that silly mask too.
But... Was that stuck on your head the whole time?
-But why were you chasing us?
-It's rude to point.
-Run along, Melanie. Take Nev with you. There's a good girl.
You're a terrible caretaker, you disappear all morning,
you miss your review to go play chasing!
Have you anything to say for yourself?
Well, the good news is, your caretaking review is cancelled.
The bad news is YOU'RE FIRED!
Out of my way, Nev! I want to see.
Caretaker, caretaker! Couldn't-care-less-taker!
It's a note from Angry Pants' dentist.
-I think it fell out of my hood.
That's why he was chasing us.
AUNT BARBARA: Get out! NOW!
Oh, now he's being fired.
Poor Angry Pants.
Not now, Melanie, dear.
I'm finally firing Plank.
Don't spoil this for me.
But you can't! Have you seen the note from his dentist?
Note? I may have.
-It explains everything.
Mr Prank wasn't here cos he was having emergency dental work.
Well, he never said.
Because he can't speak because of the dental work.
-He did miss his review.
-Cos he was trying to get the note back,
but he got that mask stuck on his face.
Well, I suppose that explains everything.
Plank! Come back to work when you're well.
And do stop moping about the hall!
Love you, Mr Angry Pants.
You're right, Doris.
Mr Scary Head's not so bad when you get to know him.
You'll never guess who's having to unblock the rubbish chute! Ha-ha!
Plank gets the week off.
I'm never ill.
Ooh, ooh, ohh!
Oh! I don't feel well...
So, Mr Prank kept his job, Aunt Barbara gave him the week off.
-All's well that ends well.
-Love you. Night, mate.
-Love you, Barney.
-How long have you been waiting to scare Nev?
I told you I'd get you back for scaring me.
Oh, dear, oh, dear, oh, dear.
Melanie... Look behind you!
2-1 to Nev!