I Spy with My Little Eyes Charlie and Lola

-Ha-ha-ha!

-Ha-ha-ha!

Oh, Charlie!

Lola?

Charlie!

Ah! Oh-oh!

THEY LAUGH

I have this little sister, Lola. She's small and very funny.

What colour are your swimming trunks today?

Green and blue...and white. Why?

Green, blue and white.

Ah! Very interesting. Hmm.

At the moment Lola likes watching what's going on

-and pretending to write it down.

-It's called spying.

And I am noticing things every minute.

I spy with my little eye something beginning with...

T.

Tree!

I spy with my little eye something beginning with...F.

Fence.

Ooh, look at that. I spy with my little eye

something beginning with "Ch". What do you think it is?

-Charlie?

-Yes, how did you know?

-I guessed.

Hmm. There are lots of interesting things today, Charlie,

but what does it all mean?

I don't know, but Dad's taking me swimming so I must go.

You can't go swimming, we're spying,

and it's all extremely interesting.

Maybe it is, Lola, but I'm learning backstroke today.

But who's going to be spying with me?

-What about Soren Lorenson?

-That's a good idea.

'Soren Lorenson is Lola's imaginary friend.

'No-one else can see him, only Lola.'

Hello, Soren Lorenson, let's do some very important spying.

I spy with my little eye something out of the window.

I spy with my little eye something out of the window too.

-See that big puddle?

-Yes, a puddle.

What does it mean?

Or, who has made the puddle?

I know...an ogre, a big ogre who cries a lot.

Cos if an ogre cried, he'd have big tears,

then there'd be a big puddle.

Hmm. It's probably just rain.

Ogres don't live round here, Dad told me.

What else can you see, Lola?

-Look, a bird's nest in the tree.

-Oh, yes!

And, look, a brown enormous shoe.

-It is enormous.

-It's not THAT big.

Oh, it is quite big.

But whose shoe could it be?

I think it was probably a very greenish, enormous ogre.

He was walking past the tree and he saw a bird's nest.

He noticed some spotty eggs in it and he thought,

"I'll gobble those eggs for breakfast." Ogres love boiled eggs.

What he did was he took off one of his shoes and...and

put the eggs in it and he had to go on his tiptoes to reach.

And he wobbled and he wobbled, until he wobbled right over,

and dropped his shoe and it landed here, on our garden path!

There aren't any ogres in this garden because Dad told me.

-I'm sure it is the shoe of an ogre.

-I don't think it's an ogre shoe.

-An ogre's shoe? It could be, Lola.

-Huh? There's no such thing as ogres.

That's what I keep saying, they don't exist in THIS garden.

-OK, we're off swimming.

-Well, we're going to keep spying.

I'll tell Dad to keep his eyes peeled for any ogres.

Hey, look, Marv, removal van. I wonder who's moving in.

And ogre with one shoe maybe(!)

-Ogres don't exist, Charlie.

-Oh.

Ooh, it's some kind of van.

With a picture on the side.

What's the picture of, Lola?

It's of a person carrying a box into a house.

Ooh, what does it all mean?

I know, I know, it's a moving house van!

A person is moving into our flats. I wonder who it can be.

-Could be an ogre.

-It won't be a ogre.

We have to find out more.

Hmm.

That's a very big clock.

Or a very, very tiny watch for a very, very big ogre.

BOTH: Ooh!

-Do you really think there's a ogre living next door?

-Could be.

-It's not definitely.

-No, it's not definitely...but it could be.

I think we need to have another look around.

-HE GULPS

-Come on.

Can you see anything?

Yes, lots of boxes.

The postman's been and left a letter for the new person.

-For ogre?

-Oh, it'll say who it's for on the front.

What does it say?

A-W-O-L-F

Awolf. Awolf.

A wolf! A WOLF! It's a wolf, it's a wolf!

It's not an ogre, it's a wolf. It's a wolf.

THEY GIGGLE

-I love wolves.

-Me too. They howl at the moon like this -

ahooh-h-h-h!

Ahooh-h-h-h!

Lola, don't wolves eat people?

No, they eat fish fingers and biscuits, silly.

-I thought they didn't like fish fingers.

-Look.

There's the magic light!

No, it's not. It's like a moon and wolves love moons.

Howling.

Ahooh-h-h-h!

Ahooh-h-h-h!

Ooh. What else can you see?

There are his glasses.

All the better to see us with.

And a big sponge to clean his ears.

All the better to hear us with.

And look at all that toothpaste.

-All the better to...

-BOTH: ..eat us with! Argh!

There's more than one toothbrush.

Wolves have lots of people in their families.

That's lots and lots of wolves next door.

I'm sure they'll be nice, not big bad wolves, small good ones.

GROWLING BOTH: Argh!

-What's that noise?

-The wolves are growling.

They're growling cos we're spying.

-DOOR SLAMS

-Ahh!

Mum! I'm home!

Oh.

THEY WHIMPER

Hello, Lola, did you find any ogres?

Marv and I got our swimming badges for backstroke.

Mrs Finch said I was good. I went really fast...

Soren Lorenson and me saw a van and glasses and a big sponge.

And somebody is definitely moving in next door.

And we definitely know who it is.

It's not an ogre then?

It's not a ogre, it's not a ogre, Charlie, it's a wolf!

A wolf? really? Wow!

And not one wolf, Charlie, a whole family of wolves!

Lola, I really don't think the wolves are moving in next door.

They are, Charlie, come on, I'll show you.

One of them got a letter and it said "A Wolf" on the front.

So it must be true.

A letter? Well, let's just find out, shall we?

-Come on.

-No, Charlie, I think we should tell Mum and Dad.

-GROWLING

-Oh, the growling!

That's not growling, Lola,

-that's drilling.

-Don't, Charlie!

SHE WHIMPERS

-Hello.

-I'm Charlie and this is my sister, Lola.

We live there. Have you just moved in?

Oh, yes. I'm Arnold, Arnold Wolf.

Arnold W-M-Wolf?!

I knew it, I knew it, and is your dad Mr Wolf?

-Yes.

-And is your mum Mrs Wolf?

-Yes.

-And you are Arnold Wolf. Arnold Wolf!

-Yes.

-This letter's for you.

I'm Lola Sonner and I'm very pleased to meet you.

It's a wolf, it's a wolf!

SHE SHRIEKS WITH LAUGHTER

We knew it. We knew it, Charlie. Didn't we, didn't we?

A whole family of wolves, Charlie.

OK, Lola, you're right.

But who knows, maybe a Mr O Gre will move downstairs.

No, Charlie, ogres don't exist.

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