Something Fishy Little Roy

# Hey, everybody, won't you come on in?

# I'm Little Roy and this is Finn

# We live together and we sure are glad

# To have a big sister Becky and my mam and dad

# I'm Little Roy

# I'm Little Roy

# Sometimes a cartoon kid can make mistakes

# Like a runaway train without any brakes

# When I'm in a pickle or a tricky situation

# I love to use my big imagination

# Where I can be Wonder Roy

# With my sidekick Finn

# Battling super villains and we always win

-# Little Roy

-He's Little Roy

-# I'm Little Roy

-He's Little Roy

-# I'm Little Roy

-He's Little Roy

-# I'm Little Roy

-He's Little Roy. #

THEY LAUGH

Land ahoy!

Argh!

Ahoy, shipmates.

Guess what? We're having a pirate barbecue today.

DOORBELL RINGS

I'll get it.

Mam said feed Finn.

Roy, can you put your treasure chest away?

Aye, aye, Mam. Where shall I put it?

Think like a pirate, somewhere safe.

-Oh, yeah. So no-one can steal me treasure.

-Exactly.

Argh, matey!

Argh!

Treasure is what I'm after to feed my motley crew.

Ha! Yah!

Fish fingers?

Check.

-Butcher's best sizzlers?

-Check.

Do we have enough salad?

Check.

Sailing the seven seas is hungry work.

Measure the treasure, matey!

Whoa! Hey!

One more!

Bill, will we have enough?

Of course we will. Sure, everyone is bringing a surprise.

Tristan's brought lemonade.

Mam said to say it's organic.

-Oh.

-Right, crew. Garden.

You two set the table.

Roy, watch out for Reg the invader.

Argh!

Aye, aye, Captain!

DOORBELL RINGS

Oh.

What will I bring to the barbecue?

But where will I find pirate grub?

HE GASPS Cool.

Ouch!

Hey, Finn!

I'm Captain Hook.

Yo-ho-ho! You were right, Finn.

-What's that?

-I don't know.

It looks like a treasure map.

Wow, I wonder where that came from.

-I wonder where it leads to.

-Me too.

And, more importantly, what will we find at the end of it?

-I don't think we'll find a chest of gold, Dad.

-Oh, really?

What makes you so sure of that?

Well, the X that marks the spot is in our own garden.

Yeah, I mean, we could still find sapphires,

or diamonds, or even emeralds.

Why don't you go look for it, then?

I'm still up for a treasure hunt, Mr O'Brien.

-If you are.

-Good lad, Tristan.

I mean, ah-hargh!

We'll start the search after dinner.

Oh, wow. Barbara!

A watermelon ship.

Oh, excuse me for yawning.

I hardly got a wink of sleep with all the wailing.

Me neither. It's that wild cat and her kittens.

-They're probably hungry.

-Yeah.

Oh, it's absolutely fabulous, Barbara.

-It's shipshape.

-Oh!

Oh, did I tell you?

Reg has a new hobby - fishing.

He said he won't stop until he's caught every fish in Ireland.

Roy, I need another hand on deck...

chairs.

Did you get that? Chairs! Deck chairs!

WHISPERS: It's for your own protection.

Ooh.

HE GIGGLES

Hey...

Why are pirates called pirates?

This is one of Dad's bad jokes.

Because they just argh!

Fish fingers are my favourite food ever.

Except for...

-ALL:

-Sausages.

-Now...

-Hiya, love.

-Have you got the sausages?

-No.

-They vanished.

-What?

-Yeah.

-Hi, everybody.

-Oi, oi!

We have brought home-made gourmet fishcakes.

Oh! Fantastic.

I've got pirate treasure for the barbecue.

Surprise, surprise!

Holy moley, Reg.

That's some fishing rod you have there.

Only for this, I'd have been empty-handed.

I was about to pack up and go home.

Then, suddenly, I spotted a USO.

Unidentified sea object.

When I looked closely, I knew I had to seize my chance.

So I pulled on my rod, reeling hard.

First to the left, then to the right.

Oh, oh, then I realised I had a strong one.

He was almost swept out to sea.

Oh!

But with my new super-deluxe fishing rod... Ta-da!

There she is.

Well, that is a whopper!

-Wow! Fair play to you!

-Wow!

-Roy!

-Oh.

-Oh, no.

Roy, have you been eating the purple jelly babies?

Where's Finn?

He's on the shelves.

It's OK, you're safe.

What a cute little fish Finn is.

-Reg, dear.

-Uh-huh?

Why don't you show Roy your new super-deluxe fishing rod?

Oh, yeah.

Hey...

Roy?

I have something to show you.

Roy?

Are you in here?

Well, I'll try the garden.

Any sign of those sizzlers?

I'm sure I brought them home from the butcher's.

I'll open the baked beans.

There he is.

-Fisherman of the Year.

-ALL:

-Aw!

Your trophy catch.

Sizzling away on the barbecue.

-Isn't it, Bill?

-Oh, yeah, yeah.

Enough to feed an army, Reg. That size.

So, what did Roy think of your super-deluxe fishing rod?

-Well, I can't find him.

-What?

Don't worry, you're not going anywhere.

-Roy!

-What would Wonder Roy do?

Major, orders?

Today, we're on a special undersea mission.

Code name - Fishy Feast.

CHEERING

Drop the net.

Follow me, Finn.

-Help us.

-Help us, Finn.

-Help us!

Don't worry, little friends.

We'll get you out of here.

Wonder Roy, I'm trapped!

Uh-oh!

I'll be back!

Wonder Roy, my main man. What's the problem?

I need your help, Sadie.

What are we waiting for?

Hop on my back and let's go, go, go.

I told you he'd save us.

OK, Sadie, let's set these little guys free.

FINN LAUGHS

Yeah!

Let's go.

You nincompoops.

You've ruined my feast.

Hey, Major.

You should be ashamed of yourself.

Hooray, you've come to my party!

-Yippee!

-"Party"?

You were going to eat my friends.

Shiver me timbers, I was trying to catch some guests.

This jelly head forgot to send their invites.

So, I was scared for no reason?

Unless you're scared of cake, climb aboard, matey!

OK, boys. Let's boogie.

-ALL:

-Yeah!

THEY LAUGH

I'm so hungry!

WONDER ROY LAUGHS

HIS STOMACH RUMBLES

Roy... What are you doing in the bathtub?

We've been looking for you.

Finn was scared. I didn't want Mr Barker to catch Finn with his new

super-deluxe fishing rod and eat him.

Eat Finn? Goodness gracious!

Reg would never do that.

-No, of course he wouldn't.

-He's my bestest friend.

And what a wonderful friend he is!

Did you know, Roy, that being a pet

is a most respected profession indeed.

No fisherman or fisherwoman would ever catch Finn.

No way, Jose!

And you know, sometimes I find that things I'm scared of turn out

not to be really scary at all.

Me, too.

-Oh, hold on. Whoa!

-Whoa!

Whoohoo!

Well, is anyone else starving? Because I certainly am.

Dad, Mam, come quick!

You'll never guess what happened.

It's Mr Barker's fish, hurry!

-Oh, my fish.

-Come on, come on!

-Gosh!

-Come on.

I can't believe it.

I just cannot believe it.

The fishcakes are gone, too.

And the fish fingers.

But where did they go?

-CAT MEWS

-Shh, listen.

It's that wildcat.

-And its kittens.

-They've been wailing all day.

-We should have known.

-They must have been super-starving.

-Yeah, like us.

-You are always telling us to share.

But sharing means everyone gets some.

And now we've nothing to eat except salad and baked beans.

THEY GROAN

ROY GASPS

My pirate treasure!

Wait there, me hearties.

Yippee!

I'm sorry, Reg.

The biggest fish I ever caught.

What I don't understand is where the sausages went.

Yummy, scrummy, juicy,

scrumptious, sizzling...

-ALL:

-Sausages!

-Oh, Roy!

Stoke up the barbie!

THEY LAUGH

There's more, there's more, there's more!

Ha-ha!

Oh, yes.