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-OK. To me. -To you, sir. | 0:00:20 | 0:00:22 | |
-To me. -To you a bit more. | 0:00:22 | 0:00:24 | |
By the way, the hospital called, | 0:00:24 | 0:00:26 | |
-Aunt Barbara should be out this afternoon. -I think it was... | 0:00:26 | 0:00:30 | |
I think it was... Mr Barney? | 0:00:30 | 0:00:32 | |
I'm over here. | 0:00:32 | 0:00:34 | |
I think it was her eyesight that caused the accident. | 0:00:34 | 0:00:37 | |
-This thing's hardly small enough to miss. -That's true. | 0:00:37 | 0:00:40 | |
-You'd be stupid to let this injure you. -Hello, Mr Angry Pants. | 0:00:40 | 0:00:44 | |
THUD Ow! | 0:00:44 | 0:00:46 | |
HE GROANS | 0:00:46 | 0:00:48 | |
There should be fine. Thanks. | 0:00:48 | 0:00:50 | |
HE GRUNTS Goodbye. | 0:00:50 | 0:00:53 | |
Oh! Oh! | 0:00:53 | 0:00:55 | |
Ah, g'day, Nevvy. Watcha, Barnster. | 0:00:57 | 0:01:00 | |
-Crazy Keith. -So, what's the special delivery? | 0:01:00 | 0:01:03 | |
It's from Uncle Rupert. I'm looking after it until later on. | 0:01:03 | 0:01:08 | |
Let's have a gander inside. | 0:01:08 | 0:01:09 | |
Better not. Besides, you'd need a crow bar to get it... | 0:01:09 | 0:01:13 | |
-Whoa! -Whoa! | 0:01:16 | 0:01:18 | |
..open. | 0:01:18 | 0:01:20 | |
-Easy-peasy. -Wackadoo! | 0:01:20 | 0:01:24 | |
An Egyptian Sarcophagus! | 0:01:24 | 0:01:27 | |
That awesome. You two can look after it | 0:01:27 | 0:01:30 | |
till the museum folk pick it up. | 0:01:30 | 0:01:32 | |
Oh, you can count on us, buddy. | 0:01:32 | 0:01:34 | |
I thought I could. I'm off to work. See you later. | 0:01:34 | 0:01:38 | |
-Love you, Barney. -I love you too. | 0:01:38 | 0:01:40 | |
Oooh, what do you think that is down there, Nevvy? | 0:01:40 | 0:01:44 | |
Hmm... Socks? | 0:01:44 | 0:01:46 | |
Nah, reckon not, Nevvy. | 0:01:46 | 0:01:49 | |
Now, as my old mate, PC Stereotype, might say, | 0:01:49 | 0:01:54 | |
"Well, well, well. What 'ave we got 'ere, then?" | 0:01:54 | 0:01:58 | |
Hmm. | 0:01:58 | 0:01:59 | |
-Confused. -Hieroglyphics, mate. Picture symbols to you and me. | 0:01:59 | 0:02:05 | |
The language of ancient Egypt. | 0:02:05 | 0:02:08 | |
NEV GROANS | 0:02:08 | 0:02:10 | |
No worries though, I can read them. | 0:02:10 | 0:02:13 | |
-My great granddad used to be Tutankhamen's plumber. -Hmm. | 0:02:13 | 0:02:17 | |
KEITH GASPS | 0:02:17 | 0:02:18 | |
Wackadoo! | 0:02:18 | 0:02:21 | |
-Know what these are, Nevvy? -Not socks. | 0:02:21 | 0:02:24 | |
Bang on, mate. Not in the slightest socks. | 0:02:24 | 0:02:27 | |
These are ancient Egyptian comedy folk songs | 0:02:27 | 0:02:31 | |
arranged for stylophone and voice. | 0:02:31 | 0:02:35 | |
-BOTH GASP -No way, Hose. | 0:02:35 | 0:02:37 | |
Oh, we've just got to have a bash at these. | 0:02:37 | 0:02:41 | |
Three, two, one, boom! | 0:02:43 | 0:02:45 | |
# Hear me, hear me | 0:02:45 | 0:02:48 | |
# Oh magic do your work | 0:02:48 | 0:02:49 | |
# Hoo ha-ha ha-ha | 0:02:49 | 0:02:52 | |
# Oh magic do your work | 0:02:52 | 0:02:54 | |
# Awake awake No longer shall he sleep | 0:02:54 | 0:02:57 | |
# Hoo ha-ha ha-ha | 0:02:57 | 0:02:59 | |
# No longer shall he... # | 0:02:59 | 0:03:01 | |
It's a weird sense of humour | 0:03:01 | 0:03:03 | |
these ancient Egyptians have got. | 0:03:03 | 0:03:05 | |
Never mind. There's probably a really funny bit in verse two. | 0:03:05 | 0:03:11 | |
Three, two, one... | 0:03:11 | 0:03:13 | |
# Arise, arise | 0:03:13 | 0:03:15 | |
# For he shall walk again | 0:03:15 | 0:03:17 | |
# Hoo ha-ha ha-ha | 0:03:17 | 0:03:19 | |
# He shall walk again... # | 0:03:19 | 0:03:21 | |
THUNDER CLAPS | 0:03:21 | 0:03:22 | |
# Arise, arise For he shall walk again | 0:03:22 | 0:03:25 | |
# Hoo ha-ha... # | 0:03:25 | 0:03:26 | |
# He shall walk again. # | 0:03:26 | 0:03:28 | |
NEV SCREAMS | 0:03:28 | 0:03:30 | |
'Ere, what's the matter, mate? | 0:03:30 | 0:03:33 | |
-Are you worried about that B chord coming up? -Hand...there! | 0:03:33 | 0:03:38 | |
Ay? What hand? Where? | 0:03:38 | 0:03:41 | |
-You must have been seeing things. -No, no, no, no! | 0:03:41 | 0:03:45 | |
Come on, come on, you'll be fine. Here we go. | 0:03:45 | 0:03:49 | |
# Rise up, rise up | 0:03:49 | 0:03:51 | |
-THUNDER CLAPS -# Once more into this world | 0:03:51 | 0:03:54 | |
# Hoo, ha-ha, ha-ha | 0:03:54 | 0:03:55 | |
# Once more into this world | 0:03:55 | 0:03:57 | |
# Rise up, rise up | 0:03:57 | 0:03:59 | |
-# Once more into this this world -Hoo, ha-ha, ha-ha | 0:03:59 | 0:04:03 | |
# Once more into this world... # | 0:04:03 | 0:04:05 | |
-NEV GASPS -Uh-Oh. | 0:04:05 | 0:04:07 | |
DOOR CREAKS | 0:04:07 | 0:04:09 | |
What happened to the music, mate? | 0:04:09 | 0:04:12 | |
H-h-h-hand...th-th-there! | 0:04:12 | 0:04:14 | |
Oh, come on, Nevvy! | 0:04:14 | 0:04:16 | |
Ha! There's no hand. Like I said, you were just... | 0:04:16 | 0:04:20 | |
MUFFLED MUSIC | 0:04:20 | 0:04:22 | |
Seeing things? | 0:04:22 | 0:04:24 | |
ANGELIC CHORDS | 0:04:26 | 0:04:29 | |
Wacka...doo! | 0:04:31 | 0:04:34 | |
NEV SCREAMS | 0:04:34 | 0:04:35 | |
Crazy Keith, help! | 0:04:35 | 0:04:38 | |
Oh! Relax, Nevvy, there's nothing to get your straws in a stew over. | 0:04:41 | 0:04:46 | |
-B-b-b-but mummy b-b-b-ad. -No, no, no, not this one, mate. | 0:04:46 | 0:04:53 | |
There's an old Australian bushman's proverb, it goes, | 0:04:53 | 0:04:57 | |
"Mummies who are bad never play stylophone." | 0:04:57 | 0:05:02 | |
-This here is obviously one of the good guys. -Hmm. | 0:05:02 | 0:05:06 | |
Yeah. | 0:05:06 | 0:05:07 | |
STYLOPHONE MUSIC PLAYS | 0:05:07 | 0:05:09 | |
MUMMY GROANS | 0:05:09 | 0:05:10 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:05:13 | 0:05:15 | |
ALL LAUGH | 0:05:15 | 0:05:17 | |
Oh, yeah. For solid entertainment, you just can't beat | 0:05:20 | 0:05:24 | |
Animals Do The Daftest Things. | 0:05:24 | 0:05:27 | |
MUMMY GROANS | 0:05:27 | 0:05:28 | |
ALL LAUGH | 0:05:28 | 0:05:30 | |
Jam sandwiches and cats looking stupid! | 0:05:32 | 0:05:35 | |
Oh, talk about the finest things in life, eh? | 0:05:35 | 0:05:39 | |
-Tip-top-eroo. -Plus being with your best mates, of course. | 0:05:39 | 0:05:44 | |
Aw, nothing beats that. | 0:05:44 | 0:05:47 | |
KNOCK AT DOOR | 0:05:47 | 0:05:48 | |
Barney, are you in there? | 0:05:48 | 0:05:50 | |
KEITH GASPS | 0:05:50 | 0:05:51 | |
Crazy Keith, hide. | 0:05:51 | 0:05:54 | |
KEITH PANTS | 0:05:54 | 0:05:56 | |
Barney? | 0:05:56 | 0:05:57 | |
MUMMY GROANS | 0:05:57 | 0:06:00 | |
ROMANTIC MUSIC PLAYS | 0:06:00 | 0:06:02 | |
Strewth, Nevvy! I think our Jason has found his Kylie. | 0:06:06 | 0:06:10 | |
Mummy loves Barbara. Kissy, kissy. | 0:06:11 | 0:06:14 | |
MUSIC STOPS Who the blazes are you? | 0:06:14 | 0:06:17 | |
Huh? | 0:06:17 | 0:06:18 | |
GASPS | 0:06:18 | 0:06:20 | |
MUMMY GROANS | 0:06:20 | 0:06:22 | |
Wackadoo! | 0:06:26 | 0:06:27 | |
Do I know you? | 0:06:30 | 0:06:32 | |
Oh, bloomin' bandages. I can't see a thing without my glasses. | 0:06:35 | 0:06:41 | |
Well, speak up, man. Who are you? | 0:06:41 | 0:06:43 | |
MUMMY GROANS | 0:06:43 | 0:06:46 | |
Not from around these shores, eh? | 0:06:46 | 0:06:49 | |
Probably some show-business friend of Barney's, I suppose. | 0:06:49 | 0:06:53 | |
Well, as he's not here, I'll be off. | 0:06:53 | 0:06:57 | |
MUMMY GROANS | 0:06:57 | 0:06:58 | |
What the devil do you think you're up to, man? | 0:07:02 | 0:07:06 | |
MUMMY GROANS | 0:07:06 | 0:07:07 | |
Oh, yes, I often have this effect on men. | 0:07:07 | 0:07:12 | |
Sorry, but you're not my type. | 0:07:13 | 0:07:16 | |
Goodbye. | 0:07:17 | 0:07:19 | |
HE GROANS | 0:07:19 | 0:07:22 | |
HE SOBS | 0:07:22 | 0:07:25 | |
THEY CRY | 0:07:30 | 0:07:32 | |
This is totally breaking a koala's heart. | 0:07:37 | 0:07:40 | |
Poor Mummy. | 0:07:40 | 0:07:43 | |
Poor Mummy? Poor us. He's eating all our ice cream. | 0:07:43 | 0:07:46 | |
We've got to get them two together, and quick. | 0:07:46 | 0:07:50 | |
-Yeah, yeah. -They're made for each other. He already loves her. | 0:07:50 | 0:07:55 | |
We just need to make her fall in love with him. But how? | 0:07:55 | 0:08:00 | |
DOG BARKS | 0:08:00 | 0:08:02 | |
Chopstick! | 0:08:02 | 0:08:04 | |
Of course. We get Mummy boy here to save Chopsy the dog from danger, | 0:08:04 | 0:08:09 | |
and Aunt Barbara will totally fall in love then. | 0:08:09 | 0:08:13 | |
PHONE RINGS | 0:08:18 | 0:08:20 | |
-Hello? -Hello. Is that Miss Barbara? | 0:08:30 | 0:08:34 | |
Yes. Who is this? | 0:08:34 | 0:08:36 | |
Scoop McScoop here, reporter from the Daily Wackadoo. | 0:08:36 | 0:08:40 | |
Now, what can you tell us about | 0:08:40 | 0:08:43 | |
the recent heroic rescue of your stolen dog, ma'am? | 0:08:43 | 0:08:46 | |
Stolen dog? Oh, there must be some mistake. | 0:08:46 | 0:08:51 | |
My Chops is right here... | 0:08:51 | 0:08:54 | |
Good gravy! Chops is gone! | 0:08:55 | 0:08:59 | |
Ah. South American dognappers. | 0:08:59 | 0:09:01 | |
But don't worry - | 0:09:01 | 0:09:02 | |
I just saw a mysterious hero swoop in and save your dog. | 0:09:02 | 0:09:07 | |
I'm watching him now. He ain't out of the woods yet, though. | 0:09:07 | 0:09:11 | |
Oh! Oh, no! | 0:09:11 | 0:09:13 | |
-What? What's happening? -Hoards of native warriors, that's what, | 0:09:13 | 0:09:18 | |
chasing him with bows and arrows. | 0:09:18 | 0:09:21 | |
-Whoo-whoo-whoo! -Oh, no, they've got him. | 0:09:21 | 0:09:24 | |
-Whoo-whoo-whoo! -Oh, hang on. Strewth! | 0:09:24 | 0:09:27 | |
He is still going. Oh, what a guy! | 0:09:27 | 0:09:31 | |
Oh, no! | 0:09:31 | 0:09:33 | |
Please, please don't let them hurt my little Chopsy Wopsy. | 0:09:33 | 0:09:39 | |
Don't lose hope. He's nearly through and heading your way. | 0:09:39 | 0:09:43 | |
Almost there, and yes! He made it! Oh, what a guy! | 0:09:43 | 0:09:47 | |
BARKING | 0:09:47 | 0:09:51 | |
Oh, my Chopsy Wopsy Woo. | 0:09:53 | 0:09:57 | |
Oh, you saved my Ickle Diddums. | 0:09:57 | 0:10:00 | |
How can I ever thank you? | 0:10:00 | 0:10:04 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:10:04 | 0:10:06 | |
Most kind. After what you did for my Chops, | 0:10:08 | 0:10:11 | |
it is I who should be treating you to dinner. | 0:10:11 | 0:10:15 | |
HE GRUNTS HAPPILY | 0:10:15 | 0:10:16 | |
Buddy, for someone who's 5,000- years-old, you are looking smooth! | 0:10:18 | 0:10:25 | |
And, Nevvy, cue lovey-dovey music. | 0:10:25 | 0:10:29 | |
LOVEY-DOVEY MUSIC | 0:10:29 | 0:10:35 | |
Oh, you've hired a delightful musician. | 0:10:37 | 0:10:42 | |
Bring on the vintage cherry cola. | 0:10:42 | 0:10:46 | |
FIZZ! | 0:10:53 | 0:10:55 | |
Oh! Argh! | 0:10:55 | 0:10:58 | |
HE GASPS | 0:10:59 | 0:11:01 | |
All units alert! We have a situation. | 0:11:01 | 0:11:04 | |
Deploy emergency napkin. Repeat - deploy napkin. | 0:11:04 | 0:11:09 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:11:09 | 0:11:12 | |
Oh, accidents will happen, eh? | 0:11:12 | 0:11:17 | |
Phew-y! Nice recovery, mate. | 0:11:17 | 0:11:20 | |
Operation Love Match is back on. | 0:11:20 | 0:11:24 | |
LOVEY-DOVEY MUSIC CONTINUES | 0:11:26 | 0:11:29 | |
Oh! | 0:11:33 | 0:11:35 | |
-Oh, thank you. -OK, Mummy boy. Prep lips and go smoocheroo. | 0:11:42 | 0:11:48 | |
And cue fireworks. | 0:11:59 | 0:12:02 | |
Evening. | 0:12:11 | 0:12:14 | |
Wait a minute! Who are you? | 0:12:15 | 0:12:18 | |
This is my job, this is. I'm the caretaker! | 0:12:18 | 0:12:22 | |
HE ROARS | 0:12:22 | 0:12:23 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:12:23 | 0:12:27 | |
HE SHOUTS | 0:12:27 | 0:12:28 | |
There's two of them. Oh, please. Please don't hurt me. | 0:12:28 | 0:12:33 | |
You can have anything you want. I've got a new head for that mop. | 0:12:33 | 0:12:37 | |
It's all yours. Please, don't hurt me, please. | 0:12:37 | 0:12:40 | |
What are you blathering on about, Prank? It's me! | 0:12:40 | 0:12:44 | |
Miss Barbara, sir? Er, ma'am. | 0:12:44 | 0:12:47 | |
Oh, get up, you idiot. I want a word with you anyway. | 0:12:47 | 0:12:52 | |
-Oh. -This is George, my fiance. | 0:12:52 | 0:12:57 | |
Your what? | 0:12:57 | 0:12:59 | |
You're getting married to that? | 0:12:59 | 0:13:03 | |
I shall perform the marriage ceremony myself tonight. | 0:13:03 | 0:13:07 | |
Wait a minute. You can't marry yourself. | 0:13:07 | 0:13:10 | |
I happen to be a qualified minister | 0:13:10 | 0:13:13 | |
in the High Church of the Convenient Coincidence. | 0:13:13 | 0:13:16 | |
-Yeah, but Miss Barbara... -And after George and I are married, | 0:13:16 | 0:13:21 | |
-we'll have no further use of you, Prank. -What? | 0:13:21 | 0:13:25 | |
You see, George, as well as being handsome and chivalrous, | 0:13:25 | 0:13:30 | |
is also a very able odd-job man. | 0:13:30 | 0:13:33 | |
But your fiance is a monster. | 0:13:33 | 0:13:37 | |
GEORGE GRUNTS | 0:13:37 | 0:13:39 | |
Bag, George. | 0:13:39 | 0:13:43 | |
-Ow! -Caretaker, caretaker, couldn't-care-less-taker. | 0:13:44 | 0:13:48 | |
Clear your things up, Prank. You're fired | 0:13:48 | 0:13:52 | |
Yeah, but it's... | 0:13:52 | 0:13:54 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:13:54 | 0:13:58 | |
THEY GASP | 0:13:58 | 0:14:02 | |
DANCE MUSIC | 0:14:02 | 0:14:05 | |
Oh, didger-me-doodah. Talk about bonus features, Nevvy. | 0:14:05 | 0:14:10 | |
-No more angry pants. -Tip-tap-a-roo! | 0:14:10 | 0:14:13 | |
We just need somebody to invent | 0:14:13 | 0:14:16 | |
triple-decker jam-sandwich flavour ice cream and our world is complete. | 0:14:16 | 0:14:21 | |
-Huh? -Huh? -Huh? -Huh? | 0:14:23 | 0:14:26 | |
What? Oh! Argh | 0:14:29 | 0:14:32 | |
Crazy Keith! Oh! | 0:14:32 | 0:14:35 | |
Argh! | 0:14:35 | 0:14:38 | |
Oh! Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear! | 0:14:38 | 0:14:43 | |
VACUUM CLEANER WHIRRS | 0:14:43 | 0:14:45 | |
Waaah! Aw! | 0:14:47 | 0:14:49 | |
Ow! Oh! You big... | 0:14:49 | 0:14:51 | |
Whoa! | 0:14:51 | 0:14:54 | |
Aw, strewth! | 0:14:54 | 0:14:55 | |
What's the game, mummy boy? | 0:14:55 | 0:14:57 | |
Oi! | 0:15:02 | 0:15:04 | |
Eh? | 0:15:06 | 0:15:08 | |
-KEITH SNIFFS -Oh, right! That's it! | 0:15:10 | 0:15:15 | |
VACUUM POWERS DOWN Huh? | 0:15:16 | 0:15:20 | |
Where's the keys? | 0:15:20 | 0:15:22 | |
You better tell us what's going on or so help me, I'll... | 0:15:22 | 0:15:26 | |
That's one of Aunt Barbara's to-do lists. So what? | 0:15:28 | 0:15:32 | |
"Get rid of mice, rats and other vermin." | 0:15:33 | 0:15:37 | |
-KEITH GASPS -Vermin?! I ain't vermin! | 0:15:37 | 0:15:41 | |
W-W-Will you...? Hang on a minute. | 0:15:41 | 0:15:44 | |
W-W-Wait... Nevvy! | 0:15:47 | 0:15:50 | |
-Aaargh! -Oh. | 0:15:50 | 0:15:51 | |
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear! | 0:15:51 | 0:15:54 | |
Ow! Oh! | 0:15:54 | 0:15:56 | |
Oh, wallopin' wallabies. | 0:15:56 | 0:15:58 | |
You traitor! | 0:15:58 | 0:16:00 | |
You turncoat... Waaah! | 0:16:00 | 0:16:02 | |
-CLATTERING -Ow! | 0:16:02 | 0:16:05 | |
You big bandaged bully boy! | 0:16:07 | 0:16:09 | |
-KEITH BLOWS A RASPBERRY -Oh. | 0:16:09 | 0:16:11 | |
Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. | 0:16:11 | 0:16:13 | |
Mummy boy turning on his mates like that. | 0:16:13 | 0:16:17 | |
NEV BLOWS A RASPBERRY | 0:16:17 | 0:16:18 | |
Yeah! It's Barbara I feel sorry for. | 0:16:18 | 0:16:21 | |
-Oh, Bra-bra. -Yeah. She's marrying that fickle pile of rags | 0:16:21 | 0:16:26 | |
and if he dumps his best buddy so quickly, | 0:16:26 | 0:16:28 | |
how long will it be before he dumps her? | 0:16:28 | 0:16:31 | |
-We've got to stop that wedding, Nevvy. We've just got to. -Hm. | 0:16:31 | 0:16:36 | |
Oh! I know, I know! | 0:16:36 | 0:16:40 | |
MR PRANK SOBS | 0:16:40 | 0:16:43 | |
Ah, Plank. I knew you'd still be there. | 0:16:45 | 0:16:48 | |
Get a move on. The sooner you're out of here, the better. | 0:16:48 | 0:16:51 | |
Yes, Miss Barbara, sir... | 0:16:51 | 0:16:53 | |
Ma'am! Right away, Miss Barbara, ma-am. | 0:16:53 | 0:16:57 | |
Oh! T-T-There's more of you?! | 0:17:00 | 0:17:04 | |
Chill, dude whose pants are angry. | 0:17:04 | 0:17:07 | |
-For no harm to you will come. -No way, Jose! | 0:17:07 | 0:17:12 | |
NEV HOWLS | 0:17:12 | 0:17:14 | |
(Easy on the spooky voice, mate. | 0:17:14 | 0:17:16 | |
(Remember, we're mummies, not ghosts.) | 0:17:16 | 0:17:19 | |
-OK. -But what do you want? | 0:17:19 | 0:17:22 | |
Our brother mummy dude has gone astray, see? | 0:17:22 | 0:17:26 | |
We want him back! | 0:17:26 | 0:17:29 | |
Oh, you mean George? He got me fired, he did. | 0:17:29 | 0:17:33 | |
-Yeah, he did. You're right! -THEY LAUGH | 0:17:33 | 0:17:36 | |
BOOMING VOICE: But do as we say and maybe Miss Barbara will dump George, | 0:17:36 | 0:17:41 | |
then he whose pants are angry will get his job back and stuff. | 0:17:41 | 0:17:47 | |
Stuff! Woo-oo! | 0:17:47 | 0:17:51 | |
Ooo-ooh! | 0:17:51 | 0:17:54 | |
ORGAN MUSIC PLAYS | 0:17:54 | 0:17:57 | |
All units standby. | 0:17:57 | 0:17:59 | |
We're ready to go hot. | 0:17:59 | 0:18:02 | |
T minus three... | 0:18:02 | 0:18:03 | |
two, one! Go Operation Yummy Mummy. | 0:18:03 | 0:18:07 | |
-LOVEY-DOVEY MUSIC PLAYS -Oh! | 0:18:07 | 0:18:12 | |
Oh! | 0:18:13 | 0:18:15 | |
For the love of Rolf! Is that the best he can do? | 0:18:23 | 0:18:27 | |
He shimmies like a dodgy washing machine. | 0:18:27 | 0:18:30 | |
-BOOMING VOICE: -You want him to kiss you, mate. | 0:18:30 | 0:18:33 | |
Not change a drive belt. | 0:18:33 | 0:18:35 | |
-Give him the old Tutankhamen. -DANCE MUSIC PLAYS | 0:18:35 | 0:18:38 | |
-Waah! -Oh! | 0:18:41 | 0:18:43 | |
Strewth, Nevvy. | 0:18:43 | 0:18:46 | |
Look at him! | 0:18:46 | 0:18:48 | |
-I've seen more alluring roadkill. -Too right, bro. | 0:18:48 | 0:18:51 | |
More hip wiggling. Repeat, more hip wiggling. | 0:18:51 | 0:18:56 | |
Not so much hip wiggling. | 0:19:01 | 0:19:03 | |
Now you're talkin'! Nice one! | 0:19:09 | 0:19:13 | |
GEORGE MOANS CONTENTEDLY | 0:19:27 | 0:19:30 | |
What on earth?! | 0:19:30 | 0:19:32 | |
NEV GASPS | 0:19:34 | 0:19:35 | |
GEORGE WAILS | 0:19:35 | 0:19:36 | |
Why, George, you two-timing monster! | 0:19:41 | 0:19:47 | |
I should have known. | 0:19:47 | 0:19:49 | |
AUNT BARBARA SOBS | 0:19:49 | 0:19:51 | |
The wedding is off! | 0:19:51 | 0:19:53 | |
If I see either of you in here again, | 0:19:53 | 0:19:57 | |
I'll set Chops on you! | 0:19:57 | 0:19:58 | |
BARKING, GROWLING | 0:19:58 | 0:20:02 | |
Ha-ha! Yeah! Bandage brain, in your face! | 0:20:02 | 0:20:06 | |
MR PRANK CACKLES | 0:20:06 | 0:20:08 | |
HE STOPS LAUGHING | 0:20:08 | 0:20:11 | |
W-W-When I say "bandage brain"... | 0:20:11 | 0:20:15 | |
GEORGE WAILS | 0:20:15 | 0:20:17 | |
Ha-ha! | 0:20:17 | 0:20:19 | |
Ha-ha! | 0:20:19 | 0:20:20 | |
I reckon our job's done here. Time we were out of here. | 0:20:22 | 0:20:26 | |
Yeah, yeah. | 0:20:26 | 0:20:27 | |
Aaargh! | 0:20:27 | 0:20:31 | |
TWANG! | 0:20:31 | 0:20:33 | |
Ha-ha! Yes! Got you! | 0:20:33 | 0:20:37 | |
And all thanks to those little mummy brothers of yours. | 0:20:37 | 0:20:40 | |
It's all right, guys, you can come out now. | 0:20:40 | 0:20:44 | |
Guys? | 0:20:44 | 0:20:46 | |
Little mummy guys? | 0:20:46 | 0:20:48 | |
When I turned round to see where they were, | 0:20:50 | 0:20:53 | |
those two teeny, tiny Egyptian mummy guys were gone. | 0:20:53 | 0:20:57 | |
-Well, that's some story, Mr Prank. -Yes. | 0:20:57 | 0:20:59 | |
So I just waited for the museum people | 0:20:59 | 0:21:02 | |
to take that stupid sarcophagus away. | 0:21:02 | 0:21:05 | |
-Aunt Barbara gave you your job back? -Yes. I'd better get the rubbish out. | 0:21:05 | 0:21:10 | |
Bin day tomorrow, Mr Barney. Cheerio! | 0:21:10 | 0:21:13 | |
-Bye. -Bye-bye. | 0:21:13 | 0:21:15 | |
"Teeny, tiny Egyptian guys"? | 0:21:16 | 0:21:18 | |
-Um... -Yeah, all right. | 0:21:18 | 0:21:21 | |
Guilty as charged. | 0:21:21 | 0:21:23 | |
It's unbelievable what happens while I'm at work. | 0:21:23 | 0:21:27 | |
-I'm off to bed. Night, boys. -Night. -Night, Barney. | 0:21:27 | 0:21:30 | |
Um...the bed sheets? Where are my bed sheets? | 0:21:30 | 0:21:34 | |
Oh, yeah. | 0:21:34 | 0:21:36 | |
We had to shred them to make the mummy costumes. | 0:21:36 | 0:21:40 | |
Yeah, yeah. Shred. | 0:21:40 | 0:21:42 | |
-Wah! -Eh? What? | 0:21:45 | 0:21:47 | |
Oi! | 0:21:48 | 0:21:50 | |
What's going on? | 0:21:50 | 0:21:52 | |
Bin day tomorrow. | 0:21:52 | 0:21:53 | |
I've got to get all my stuff in before the binmen take it. | 0:21:53 | 0:21:57 | |
I could do with a hand here, guys. | 0:21:57 | 0:21:59 | |
KEITH AND NEV LAUGH | 0:22:05 | 0:22:08 |