Butterfly Bing

-Come on, Flop!

-Coming, Bing.

-Coco!

-Hi, Bing.

Hello, Charlie.

-Hi, Bing.

-Hello, Pando.

-Hello, Bing!

-Sula!

Someone's in a hurry.

-Bing!

-You all right, Bing?

-Yeah.

-He's OK.

Round the corner, not far away, Bing is painting with his friends today.

-Oh, look! A butterfly!

-Oh!

-Oh, yeah.

Oh, there, it won't keep still.

-It's beautiful.

-It's on your paper, Sula.

Oh, I love butterflies.

-Oh, look at that!

-Oh, look, where's it going?

It's tired.

Can we keep it?

-No, we can't keep it.

-Aww...

Butterflies don't belong indoors.

Flop's right, it needs to be outside with the flowers.

-Look, it's flying away.

-Come on, let's go and catch it.

-It wants to go out, Flop.

-Mm, I think you're right.

Let's try to help.

-Oh, what's it doing?

-Wrong way, butterfly.

I can get it.

Gently, Pando.

You have to be careful with butterflies, they're very delicate.

Let's open the doors and all the windows

and it'll find its own way out.

Yeah, let's open them.

Come on, butterfly, you have to go out now.

Come on, butterfly, the flowers are this way.

-Where is it now?

-Erm...

I can't see it.

Butterfly, where are you? It's gone all on its own.

-I think it has.

-Aww...

Then we did a good job of helping it, didn't we?

-But I loved it.

-Me too.

-I know you did.

Maybe we can paint our own butterflies.

Oh, yes, we can paint butterflies.

And there's a clever way to paint butterflies.

You need a piece of paper

and we're just going to paint on one side, like so...

-And so.

-Ah, good.

I draw quality paintings.

Now, fold it, press it...

And now, open it.

Oh, it's a butterfly.

Can we do another one, please?

Yes, let's hang these ones outside to dry first.

Come on, Bing!

Oh... It's no big thing, Bing.

-I can clean it up by myself.

-Good idea.

Oh, butterfly! Come here, I'll help you.

Everybody, I found the butterfly!

-Let's see.

-I want to see.

-Where is it, Bing?

-Here, I'm holding it.

-Oh.

There, butterfly, you're outside now.

Hmm...

Why isn't he flying away?

-Oh, dear...

-What's wrong with it?

Well, let's take a look.

Is it dead?

Ah... Yes, I think it is.

Oh, no!

-Bing, you squished it.

-I didn't squish it, I was careful.

Make it better, Flop.

I can't, Bing.

-Poor butterfly.

-Here, Sula.

I wanted to help it go outside.

-Yeah, I know, Bing.

-I know.

-You were helping the butterfly, Bing.

-Yes.

But I think you may have held it a little bit too tightly.

What do we do with it, Amma?

Well, when something dies,

it's good to bury it and say goodbye properly.

Now, that's a good idea.

Here, this would be a good place. By the flowers.

Ah...

What are you doing, Flop?

I'm just making butterfly all cosy.

Cosy butterfly, cosy.

-Now, we have to say goodbye, butterfly.

-Goodbye, butterfly.

-Goodbye, butterfly.

-Goodbye, butterfly.

Ah, Bing. Goodbye.

And thank you, for coming to brighten up our day.

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

-And that's how we'll all remember you.

-Yes.

Poor butterfly, you'll be lonely.

Bing, our butterfly paintings could be its friends.

Oh, yes.

I think the butterfly would love that.

-Mine's going to keep butterfly company.

-OK, let's get pegging.

-My one's going here, next to it.

-Here you are, butterfly.

I'm putting mine here.

Oh, look! They're all flapping their wings.

-Oh, beautiful!

-That's lovely.

Now our butterfly won't be lonely.

Good for you, Bing Bunny.

I did a painting and a butterfly came inside.

I wanted to help it to go back outside,

but I held it too tight and it got squished.

Flop couldn't make it better and that made me cry.

So, we buried it by the flowers

and we said goodbye and then,

we gave it our pictures.

If another butterfly flies in,

I'll let it fly out all on itself.

Butterflies... They're a Bing Thing!

And I'll always remember our butterfly.