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'Night-time here is usually when Mother Nature gets together | 0:00:31 | 0:00:35 | |
'for a jam session. | 0:00:35 | 0:00:37 | |
'Tonight, her loudest members packed their instruments away. | 0:00:37 | 0:00:41 | |
'When things get this quiet, you think about things | 0:00:41 | 0:00:45 | |
'you don't want to think about. | 0:00:45 | 0:00:47 | |
'Like your best friend kissing your girlfriend. | 0:00:47 | 0:00:51 | |
'And with so many thoughts in your head, you can't sleep. | 0:00:51 | 0:00:57 | |
'I wasn't the only one. | 0:00:57 | 0:00:59 | |
'Egg couldn't take it any more. He decided he needed to be punished, | 0:01:09 | 0:01:14 | |
'and so, like Mother Nature's band, | 0:01:14 | 0:01:16 | |
'he packed away his instrument too.' | 0:01:16 | 0:01:19 | |
No more air guitar. | 0:01:25 | 0:01:26 | |
-Lockie. How come you can't tickle yourself? -What? | 0:01:26 | 0:01:31 | |
You can't tickle yourself. If someone else tickles you, it's ticklish, | 0:01:31 | 0:01:38 | |
-but if you try to do it yourself, it doesn't work. -Go to sleep. | 0:01:38 | 0:01:43 | |
'Phillip and me weren't the only Leonards keeping vampire hours.' | 0:01:44 | 0:01:49 | |
Things to do tomorrow. Iron the breakfast, fold the bed, | 0:01:49 | 0:01:53 | |
change the kids' lunch, send Cyril off to school, | 0:01:53 | 0:01:57 | |
tie up Phillip to eat grass... What else? | 0:01:57 | 0:02:00 | |
I think you've got it covered, Joy. | 0:02:00 | 0:02:03 | |
'And as for Cyril...' | 0:02:03 | 0:02:05 | |
'Twenty-eight, twenty-nine, twenty... | 0:02:05 | 0:02:08 | |
'Um... Er... | 0:02:08 | 0:02:12 | |
'One, two, three...' | 0:02:12 | 0:02:16 | |
"Insomnia is the inability to sleep, commonly caused by worry, | 0:02:19 | 0:02:24 | |
-"loud noise..." -Noise? You can erase that theory. | 0:02:24 | 0:02:27 | |
It was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop. | 0:02:27 | 0:02:30 | |
"Other causes include bright light and caffeine." | 0:02:30 | 0:02:34 | |
Caffeine? | 0:02:36 | 0:02:37 | |
Maybe it was the cola chicken last night. | 0:02:37 | 0:02:40 | |
STOMACH GURGLES | 0:02:40 | 0:02:42 | |
What do you think I am? I feed my family caffeine-free casseroles. | 0:02:42 | 0:02:47 | |
Sorry, Joy. It was a beautiful dish. | 0:02:47 | 0:02:50 | |
-Very inventive. -STOMACH GURGLES | 0:02:50 | 0:02:52 | |
These are due back at the library. | 0:02:53 | 0:02:56 | |
Read it. | 0:02:56 | 0:02:57 | |
Read it. | 0:02:57 | 0:02:58 | |
-Read it. -Read it. | 0:02:58 | 0:03:00 | |
-Ribbit. -Ribbit. | 0:03:00 | 0:03:01 | |
Ribbit. | 0:03:01 | 0:03:02 | |
-Ribbit. -Ribbit. | 0:03:02 | 0:03:04 | |
That's it! | 0:03:04 | 0:03:06 | |
We can't sleep cos of the frogs. | 0:03:06 | 0:03:08 | |
Their croaking helps send us to sleep at night. | 0:03:08 | 0:03:11 | |
Now they've gone quiet, we've become insomniacs. | 0:03:11 | 0:03:16 | |
And to think their croaking used to | 0:03:16 | 0:03:18 | |
keep us awake at first! | 0:03:18 | 0:03:21 | |
FROGS CROAK | 0:03:21 | 0:03:23 | |
But the question remains. | 0:03:23 | 0:03:26 | |
What is causing the silence of the frogs? | 0:03:26 | 0:03:29 | |
Good question, Sarge. But it will be answered. | 0:03:31 | 0:03:35 | |
MOSQUITO BUZZES | 0:03:35 | 0:03:37 | |
THWACK! | 0:03:37 | 0:03:38 | |
'Phillip wasn't the only one on a mission. | 0:03:38 | 0:03:41 | |
'Vicki was determined to forget the kiss happened. | 0:03:41 | 0:03:44 | |
'Convincing Egg was another matter.' | 0:03:44 | 0:03:47 | |
I have to tell Lockie it was my fault. | 0:03:47 | 0:03:50 | |
-No, you don't. -My dad's the rev. | 0:03:50 | 0:03:52 | |
Confessing is in my blood. If we're honest about it... | 0:03:52 | 0:03:56 | |
Nothing happened. If we tell him, | 0:03:56 | 0:03:58 | |
he'll stop being friends with both of us. | 0:03:58 | 0:04:01 | |
Is that what you want? | 0:04:01 | 0:04:02 | |
'All right, come on, Lock. | 0:04:03 | 0:04:05 | |
'Nothing has to change if no-one mentions it. | 0:04:05 | 0:04:09 | |
'They're your friends. | 0:04:09 | 0:04:11 | |
'Just act nice and normal.' | 0:04:11 | 0:04:13 | |
Hi, guys. | 0:04:13 | 0:04:15 | |
-A picnic. What a great idea. -Yeah, with kites. -Ah. | 0:04:15 | 0:04:19 | |
-Something we've never done. -It's not weird | 0:04:19 | 0:04:22 | |
-or anything? -No. | 0:04:22 | 0:04:24 | |
Totally normal. | 0:04:24 | 0:04:26 | |
I thought it'd be fun, try something active. | 0:04:26 | 0:04:29 | |
But Lockie, | 0:04:29 | 0:04:30 | |
-there's something I need to tell you. -Good, eh? | 0:04:30 | 0:04:33 | |
Isn't this fun? | 0:04:33 | 0:04:34 | |
'It wasn't just the frogs who were silent. | 0:04:36 | 0:04:39 | |
'With Vicki's sandwiches, we kept the truth hidden | 0:04:39 | 0:04:43 | |
'as long as we could.' | 0:04:43 | 0:04:46 | |
The frogs are still here, just silent. | 0:04:47 | 0:04:50 | |
STOMACH GURGLES | 0:04:50 | 0:04:53 | |
Sorry. Perhaps the frogs are responding to | 0:04:53 | 0:04:56 | |
a negative change in their environments. | 0:04:56 | 0:05:00 | |
So we need to give them something new to react to. | 0:05:00 | 0:05:03 | |
-Something worth croaking about. -Exactly. | 0:05:03 | 0:05:07 | |
"Oh, magnificent creatures of the swamp. | 0:05:07 | 0:05:12 | |
"What is it that you seek? A little shady place to hide | 0:05:12 | 0:05:16 | |
"from the dreaded wing or beak? | 0:05:16 | 0:05:20 | |
"A lily pad is sure to offer the safest place to jump. | 0:05:20 | 0:05:23 | |
"Or perhaps the soft, damp mud | 0:05:23 | 0:05:25 | |
"will call to lure you from your stump. | 0:05:25 | 0:05:28 | |
"And won't you treat us to your song, | 0:05:28 | 0:05:30 | |
"as your chimes are like a spell? | 0:05:30 | 0:05:33 | |
"So we can rest our heads again and know that all will be well." | 0:05:33 | 0:05:37 | |
Never mind, Sarge. | 0:05:46 | 0:05:49 | |
At least your mother's responding well to the sudden change. | 0:05:49 | 0:05:53 | |
We need to get the frogs croaking. | 0:05:53 | 0:05:55 | |
If their mouths are shut... | 0:05:55 | 0:05:57 | |
-..they're not catching mosquitoes. -Exactly. | 0:05:57 | 0:06:01 | |
MOSQUITO BUZZES | 0:06:01 | 0:06:03 | |
'While things at home were getting quieter, | 0:06:03 | 0:06:07 | |
'things at school were getting weirder.' | 0:06:07 | 0:06:10 | |
OK. Today we're going to try something different. | 0:06:11 | 0:06:15 | |
It's called silent music. | 0:06:15 | 0:06:17 | |
It's all about imagining the music rather than playing it. | 0:06:17 | 0:06:22 | |
This group will be on violins, | 0:06:22 | 0:06:24 | |
and this group cello. | 0:06:24 | 0:06:27 | |
Egg, you'll be on air guitar. | 0:06:27 | 0:06:29 | |
I don't want to play air guitar. | 0:06:29 | 0:06:31 | |
Maybe I can play the air triangle? | 0:06:31 | 0:06:35 | |
Stop what you're doing and listen very, very carefully. | 0:06:35 | 0:06:42 | |
It's come to my attention that | 0:06:42 | 0:06:44 | |
Ms Archer was callously and heartlessly | 0:06:44 | 0:06:49 | |
locked in her room last week... | 0:06:49 | 0:06:53 | |
Help! Help! Help! | 0:06:53 | 0:06:58 | |
..and the culprit is still at large amongst us. | 0:06:58 | 0:07:02 | |
But don't be afraid, my little sparrows. | 0:07:02 | 0:07:07 | |
Justice is imminent. | 0:07:07 | 0:07:11 | |
'Egg's guilt levels were at an all-time high. | 0:07:11 | 0:07:14 | |
'He had to do something.' | 0:07:14 | 0:07:17 | |
I have a confession. | 0:07:17 | 0:07:18 | |
-No, you don't. -Yes, I do. | 0:07:18 | 0:07:21 | |
-No, you don't. -I do. | 0:07:21 | 0:07:23 | |
It was me. I locked Ms Archer in the music room. | 0:07:23 | 0:07:27 | |
Oh, that! | 0:07:27 | 0:07:29 | |
Yeah, I suppose you might have done that. | 0:07:29 | 0:07:32 | |
See? | 0:07:32 | 0:07:33 | |
-It's in my blood. -'At last, | 0:07:33 | 0:07:36 | |
'Egg told the truth. | 0:07:36 | 0:07:37 | |
'Well, part of it.' | 0:07:37 | 0:07:39 | |
FROG CROAKS | 0:07:39 | 0:07:42 | |
Why does one frog croak and no others? It doesn't make any sense. | 0:07:44 | 0:07:49 | |
It defies all natural amphibious tribal behaviour. Hmm. | 0:07:49 | 0:07:54 | |
There's nothing to show that the oxygen levels aren't normal. | 0:07:56 | 0:08:00 | |
Maybe it's mystical. | 0:08:00 | 0:08:02 | |
Right. Yes. What do we need to measure mystical? | 0:08:02 | 0:08:08 | |
Like the great silence of 1856. | 0:08:08 | 0:08:10 | |
The great silence? | 0:08:10 | 0:08:12 | |
It's not in any history books. Nobody spoke or wrote about it. | 0:08:12 | 0:08:16 | |
But I remember it well. | 0:08:16 | 0:08:19 | |
That started with the frogs. | 0:08:19 | 0:08:22 | |
-They stopped croaking. -Yeah? -Dogs stopped barking, | 0:08:22 | 0:08:25 | |
cats didn't miaow, birds stopped chirping, it was | 0:08:25 | 0:08:29 | |
like a contagious disease. | 0:08:29 | 0:08:31 | |
So what happened? How did the silence get broken? | 0:08:31 | 0:08:35 | |
That's the strangest thing of all. I can't remember. | 0:08:35 | 0:08:39 | |
Shall we have a chocolate crackle? | 0:08:41 | 0:08:45 | |
'Like Marjorie warned, nothing was safe from the silence. | 0:08:45 | 0:08:49 | |
-'Even Ms Archer's bell.' -BELL RATTLES | 0:08:49 | 0:08:52 | |
THUD! | 0:08:56 | 0:08:57 | |
-Oh, I'm so sorry. Are you OK? -Yes. It was totally my fault. | 0:09:04 | 0:09:10 | |
My bell wouldn't ring. I really ought to have it, er... Seen to. | 0:09:10 | 0:09:16 | |
BOTH: As long as the recorder's OK. | 0:09:17 | 0:09:20 | |
Lemon chicken. | 0:09:24 | 0:09:25 | |
I love lemon chicken. | 0:09:25 | 0:09:28 | |
-Me too! -What a coincidence! -I should have it again. | 0:09:28 | 0:09:35 | |
Some time soon. | 0:09:35 | 0:09:37 | |
When do you think that one day might be? | 0:09:37 | 0:09:43 | |
When I'm hungry, I suppose. | 0:09:43 | 0:09:46 | |
Perhaps even tomorrow night? | 0:09:46 | 0:09:50 | |
So, er, what time do you usually find yourself hungry? | 0:09:50 | 0:09:56 | |
Around seven. | 0:09:56 | 0:09:57 | |
That's interesting. | 0:09:57 | 0:10:00 | |
Well... | 0:10:00 | 0:10:02 | |
And again, I'm so sorry. If there's anything I can do... | 0:10:02 | 0:10:07 | |
I'll see you soon? | 0:10:07 | 0:10:09 | |
-Perhaps? -Yes. Perhaps you will. | 0:10:09 | 0:10:13 | |
What are you doing here? I thought you hated surfing. | 0:10:33 | 0:10:37 | |
'Vicki feared Egg would go on confessing.' | 0:10:37 | 0:10:40 | |
How about on Friday, we have lemon chicken at the Chinese restaurant? | 0:10:40 | 0:10:44 | |
Just you and me - my shout. | 0:10:44 | 0:10:46 | |
But I thought you wanted to do more active things. | 0:10:46 | 0:10:49 | |
Yeah, well, all that eating will keep us busy. | 0:10:49 | 0:10:53 | |
-Lockie! -Hey, Egg. -Hi. -I hear you got detention. | 0:10:53 | 0:10:58 | |
It was stupid. It's not the only stupid thing I've done lately. | 0:10:58 | 0:11:02 | |
-Lockie, last week at the eclipse... -Egg... -..I kissed Vicki. | 0:11:02 | 0:11:06 | |
'The truth had started to come out. | 0:11:06 | 0:11:09 | |
-'And apparently...' -CROAKING | 0:11:09 | 0:11:11 | |
'..it was something worth croaking about.' | 0:11:11 | 0:11:14 | |
I'm so sorry, Lockie. It was all my fault. | 0:11:14 | 0:11:17 | |
-Right. It was totally Egg's fault. -It didn't mean anything. | 0:11:17 | 0:11:21 | |
-It was like kissing my brother. -If I had a brother - just like that. | 0:11:21 | 0:11:25 | |
As a personal punishment, I banned myself from guitar - all forms - | 0:11:25 | 0:11:30 | |
real, air, or shower. | 0:11:30 | 0:11:34 | |
I know that withdrawal's hard, but it's what I have to do. | 0:11:34 | 0:11:39 | |
'All right, Lockie. | 0:11:40 | 0:11:42 | |
'Time to tell some truths of your own.' | 0:11:42 | 0:11:45 | |
Guys, | 0:11:45 | 0:11:46 | |
I know. | 0:11:46 | 0:11:49 | |
I saw you at the eclipse, and I understand. It's no big deal. | 0:11:49 | 0:11:54 | |
-'Cue more frogs croaking.' -SILENCE | 0:11:54 | 0:11:57 | |
'But the frogs knew better.' | 0:11:57 | 0:12:00 | |
You knew all this time and you didn't say anything? | 0:12:00 | 0:12:04 | |
I didn't want anything to change. | 0:12:04 | 0:12:06 | |
-You're not angry...at all? -No. Why would I be? | 0:12:06 | 0:12:11 | |
I can't take it any more. Kick me. If I could kick myself, I would. | 0:12:11 | 0:12:16 | |
I'm not going to kick you. It didn't mean anything, so why make a fuss? | 0:12:19 | 0:12:23 | |
'I'd told the truth and forgiven my friends.' | 0:12:23 | 0:12:27 | |
Come on. | 0:12:27 | 0:12:29 | |
'Everything was back to how it was before. The silence of the frogs | 0:12:29 | 0:12:33 | |
'could officially end. | 0:12:33 | 0:12:35 | |
'But it didn't, because some of us weren't telling the whole truth.' | 0:12:35 | 0:12:39 | |
Where are you going? | 0:12:39 | 0:12:42 | |
Nowhere. | 0:12:42 | 0:12:44 | |
Somewhere. With no-one in particular. | 0:12:45 | 0:12:48 | |
Well... | 0:12:48 | 0:12:50 | |
someone...I think. | 0:12:50 | 0:12:53 | |
It's an apology, with lemon chicken. | 0:12:54 | 0:12:57 | |
Trust me - apologies are overrated. | 0:12:57 | 0:13:00 | |
So...how do I look? Is this colour me? | 0:13:00 | 0:13:04 | |
Who's this apology to? | 0:13:04 | 0:13:06 | |
Ms Archer. | 0:13:08 | 0:13:10 | |
Ms Archer? As in my music teacher | 0:13:10 | 0:13:13 | |
-Ms Archer? -I can cancel if you prefer. | 0:13:13 | 0:13:16 | |
You can go on an apology with anyone you like. | 0:13:19 | 0:13:22 | |
'Neither of them were being completely honest, | 0:13:22 | 0:13:26 | |
'and they both knew it. | 0:13:26 | 0:13:29 | |
'Back at our house, there was still no talking. | 0:13:29 | 0:13:32 | |
'We were all too tired to communicate.' | 0:13:32 | 0:13:35 | |
MOSQUITOES WHINE | 0:13:35 | 0:13:38 | |
CHINESE MUSIC PLAYS | 0:13:38 | 0:13:41 | |
'We've all heard of blind dates. | 0:13:41 | 0:13:43 | |
'But a date that was completely silent?' | 0:13:43 | 0:13:46 | |
BOWL RINGS | 0:13:48 | 0:13:51 | |
BOWL RINGS | 0:13:56 | 0:13:58 | |
SHE TAPS FOUR TIMES | 0:14:01 | 0:14:04 | |
HE TAPS FIVE TIMES | 0:14:04 | 0:14:06 | |
THEY TAP TOGETHER | 0:14:06 | 0:14:09 | |
'Despite their inability to speak, Rev and Ms Archer found | 0:14:09 | 0:14:14 | |
'a unique way to communicate.' | 0:14:14 | 0:14:16 | |
'At least Vicki and I were back to normal.' | 0:14:20 | 0:14:23 | |
How weird is it that someone else kissed me, that wasn't you? | 0:14:23 | 0:14:27 | |
I told you. I totally understand. | 0:14:27 | 0:14:30 | |
How long were you planning on not telling me you knew? For ever? | 0:14:30 | 0:14:34 | |
-Have I done something wrong? -No. Do you think I have? | 0:14:34 | 0:14:38 | |
-Are you mad at me? -Why would I be mad at you? | 0:14:38 | 0:14:41 | |
It was Egg's fault. | 0:14:41 | 0:14:43 | |
-He's the one with the problem. -I guess so. -If anyone needs help, | 0:14:43 | 0:14:48 | |
it's him. | 0:14:48 | 0:14:49 | |
-Do you want to help Egg? -Yeah, totally. | 0:14:49 | 0:14:52 | |
It's what friends are for, right? | 0:14:52 | 0:14:55 | |
We need to get him back to being Egg. | 0:14:55 | 0:14:59 | |
Make him happy. That way, all of us can be happy. | 0:14:59 | 0:15:03 | |
I'd like us to be happy. | 0:15:03 | 0:15:04 | |
OK. Well, I'll help you to help Egg. | 0:15:04 | 0:15:08 | |
-Great. -Have you got any ideas? | 0:15:08 | 0:15:12 | |
None. It's hard to help someone serving 23 years of detention. | 0:15:12 | 0:15:16 | |
Hey, I've got an idea. | 0:15:16 | 0:15:20 | |
'Vicki's plan was dangerous, cunning, | 0:15:20 | 0:15:23 | |
'ruthless, and exactly what we needed.' | 0:15:23 | 0:15:26 | |
Lockie! | 0:15:26 | 0:15:28 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:15:40 | 0:15:42 | |
-I thought he was on yard duty. -Hurry up! | 0:15:49 | 0:15:52 | |
FEEDBACK WHINES | 0:16:04 | 0:16:05 | |
ROCK GUITAR PLAYS OVER TANNOY | 0:16:05 | 0:16:08 | |
# You know you're the one they need | 0:16:08 | 0:16:11 | |
# Yeah, won't you be the one? | 0:16:11 | 0:16:16 | |
# Yeah, you got no reason to be late this time | 0:16:17 | 0:16:24 | |
# Oh, you only got the time | 0:16:24 | 0:16:27 | |
# Oh, oh, you've got to see yourselves again, again, | 0:16:30 | 0:16:37 | |
# Oh, whoa... # | 0:16:37 | 0:16:39 | |
GUITAR SOLO | 0:16:43 | 0:16:45 | |
'OK, so it was slightly against the rules...' | 0:16:48 | 0:16:52 | |
You three - get down now! | 0:16:52 | 0:16:56 | |
'But it was worth getting detention | 0:16:58 | 0:17:00 | |
'to get things back to the way they used to be. | 0:17:00 | 0:17:03 | |
'Not that there weren't consequences.' | 0:17:07 | 0:17:10 | |
We need to talk to you downstairs, young lady - presto, pronto. | 0:17:10 | 0:17:14 | |
You know we're going to have to ground you for that incident today. | 0:17:18 | 0:17:22 | |
Right after lemon chicken. All right? | 0:17:26 | 0:17:29 | |
Sarge, I'm busting! TOILET FLUSHES | 0:17:31 | 0:17:34 | |
'Mum's cola chicken was still causing Sarge trouble.' | 0:17:34 | 0:17:38 | |
Wouldn't go in there if I were you, son. | 0:17:38 | 0:17:41 | |
STOMACH GURGLES | 0:17:41 | 0:17:43 | |
Argh! | 0:17:47 | 0:17:49 | |
-KNOCKING -I'll get it! | 0:17:52 | 0:17:54 | |
-What's wrong? -My dad's sending me off to boarding school. | 0:18:02 | 0:18:05 | |
He's been looking for any excuse, and after today, he got one. | 0:18:05 | 0:18:11 | |
HORN TOOTS | 0:18:11 | 0:18:12 | |
I've got to go. | 0:18:12 | 0:18:14 | |
-Now? -ANGRY HOOTING | 0:18:14 | 0:18:16 | |
If I'm not there for assembly tomorrow, I lose my place. | 0:18:16 | 0:18:20 | |
I'm sorry. | 0:18:20 | 0:18:22 | |
-You can't go. -Try telling my dad. | 0:18:23 | 0:18:26 | |
-HOOTING -Vicki...wait. | 0:18:26 | 0:18:28 | |
-Is there something you want to say first? -No. I mean... | 0:18:28 | 0:18:33 | |
HOOTING | 0:18:33 | 0:18:36 | |
I've got to go. | 0:18:36 | 0:18:38 | |
Vic, stop. | 0:18:41 | 0:18:42 | |
'And then the words just came - | 0:18:42 | 0:18:45 | |
'how I really felt all along, what I needed to say, the honest truth.' | 0:18:45 | 0:18:50 | |
I hated seeing you and Egg kiss. | 0:18:50 | 0:18:52 | |
I don't want you to kiss anyone else but me, ever. Except maybe your mum. | 0:18:52 | 0:18:58 | |
-I promise I'll only ever kiss you, Lockie Leonard. -Me too. | 0:19:08 | 0:19:13 | |
-You know what I mean. -Always have. | 0:19:14 | 0:19:17 | |
I have to go. | 0:19:23 | 0:19:25 | |
'I'd never felt so close to Vicki, just at the moment she was leaving.' | 0:19:25 | 0:19:29 | |
Wait! | 0:19:29 | 0:19:31 | |
LIQUID SPLASHES | 0:19:31 | 0:19:33 | |
ZIP ZIPS | 0:19:33 | 0:19:35 | |
FROGS CROAK | 0:19:35 | 0:19:37 | |
'And it was only then, when the whole truth was out, | 0:19:41 | 0:19:46 | |
'that the frogs started croaking again.' | 0:19:46 | 0:19:50 | |
Vicki! Your flowers! | 0:19:51 | 0:19:54 | |
She forgot her flowers. | 0:20:11 | 0:20:13 | |
THEY BOTH SIGH | 0:20:17 | 0:20:19 | |
'I didn't know it then, | 0:20:19 | 0:20:21 | |
'but at the same time I spoke the truth to Vicki, | 0:20:21 | 0:20:25 | |
'the Rev admitted the hard truth to Egg.' | 0:20:25 | 0:20:28 | |
It was a successful apology, | 0:20:28 | 0:20:30 | |
except for the fact it was really a date - a proper, enjoyable date. | 0:20:30 | 0:20:35 | |
And...there may be some more. | 0:20:36 | 0:20:39 | |
'Now the truth was out there, the frogs were back on song, | 0:20:49 | 0:20:53 | |
'and Mum could finally put away the mosquito repellent. | 0:20:53 | 0:20:57 | |
'Even Cyril was happy. Meanwhile, | 0:20:57 | 0:20:59 | |
'Phillip had his own theory.' | 0:20:59 | 0:21:01 | |
I came up with a formula consisting of water, | 0:21:01 | 0:21:04 | |
creatinine, potassium and a few other compounds. | 0:21:04 | 0:21:08 | |
-Just did the trick, I guess. -Hmm. | 0:21:08 | 0:21:11 | |
-Hey, Lockie... -Hey. -Want to give it another go? | 0:21:12 | 0:21:16 | |
-Yeah, sure. -I don't know, Lock, | 0:21:16 | 0:21:20 | |
-it doesn't feel the same without Vicki. -That's cos it's not the same. | 0:21:20 | 0:21:25 | |
Well, we'll see her during the holidays. | 0:21:25 | 0:21:28 | |
And absence makes the heart grow fonder. | 0:21:28 | 0:21:31 | |
Although the jury's still out on that one. | 0:21:31 | 0:21:34 | |
I reckon we'll get these suckers up this time. | 0:21:34 | 0:21:37 | |
By the time Vicki gets back, we'll be pro. | 0:21:37 | 0:21:41 | |
'Then, out of nowhere, it came to me. I knew what we both needed.' | 0:21:41 | 0:21:45 | |
Ow! | 0:21:45 | 0:21:47 | |
-What was that for? -You asked me to. Begged me to. Remember? | 0:21:47 | 0:21:51 | |
Oh, yeah. | 0:21:51 | 0:21:53 | |
# Where did I go wrong? | 0:21:53 | 0:21:55 | |
# Where did I go wrong? # | 0:21:55 | 0:22:00 | |
'Without Vicki, things were going to be different from now on.' | 0:22:07 | 0:22:11 | |
FROGS CROAK IN CHORUS | 0:22:11 | 0:22:13 | |
'But at least some things were back as they were.' | 0:22:15 | 0:22:18 | |
CACOPHONY OF CROAKING | 0:22:21 | 0:22:24 | |
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