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-SIREN WAILS -'Octonauts, to your stations!' | 0:00:02 | 0:00:05 | |
Barnacles! | 0:00:06 | 0:00:08 | |
Kwazii! | 0:00:08 | 0:00:09 | |
Peso! | 0:00:09 | 0:00:11 | |
-Explore! -Rescue! -Protect! | 0:00:37 | 0:00:41 | |
Uh-oh. | 0:00:51 | 0:00:52 | |
Captain, rocks and rough waters ahead. | 0:00:52 | 0:00:55 | |
Dashi, activate steering wheel. | 0:00:55 | 0:00:58 | |
Agh...ngh... | 0:01:01 | 0:01:03 | |
Whoa... Wah! | 0:01:04 | 0:01:06 | |
Whoa, whoa! | 0:01:06 | 0:01:07 | |
Ahh, all clear, Captain. | 0:01:13 | 0:01:15 | |
-Thanks, Dashi. -Should be smooth sailing ahead. | 0:01:15 | 0:01:18 | |
Well, until we hit the Roaring Forties. | 0:01:18 | 0:01:21 | |
The Roaring Forties? | 0:01:21 | 0:01:22 | |
The Roaring Forties are a part of the Ocean | 0:01:22 | 0:01:25 | |
with rough water and powerful waves. | 0:01:25 | 0:01:28 | |
PESO GULPS | 0:01:28 | 0:01:29 | |
Nothing to worry about. | 0:01:29 | 0:01:31 | |
I've piloted the Octopod safely through these waters | 0:01:31 | 0:01:34 | |
many times before. | 0:01:34 | 0:01:36 | |
How did you learn to pilot the Octopod so well, Captain? | 0:01:36 | 0:01:39 | |
Practice, lots of practice. | 0:01:39 | 0:01:41 | |
And lots of late nights spent reading this manual. | 0:01:41 | 0:01:46 | |
Ooh! Ugh... | 0:01:46 | 0:01:48 | |
"How To Pilot The Octopod, Third Edition. | 0:01:48 | 0:01:51 | |
"Written by...Captain Barnacles!" | 0:01:51 | 0:01:54 | |
It covers everything I've learned about piloting the Octopod. | 0:01:54 | 0:01:58 | |
In fact, it might be a good idea for you to give it a read. | 0:01:58 | 0:02:02 | |
Me? But I'm a medic. | 0:02:02 | 0:02:04 | |
Well, you never know when we might need a backup pilot. | 0:02:04 | 0:02:08 | |
Ooh...All right. | 0:02:08 | 0:02:10 | |
I'll read it. I'm not sure I'll understand any of it, but I'll try. | 0:02:10 | 0:02:16 | |
Ahh. All clean, me hearty. | 0:02:16 | 0:02:20 | |
Huh? | 0:02:20 | 0:02:21 | |
Well now, this shell would make a fine addition to me collection. | 0:02:21 | 0:02:26 | |
Who are you calling a shell? | 0:02:26 | 0:02:28 | |
I'm a cone snail, see? Nobody puts me in a collection, see? | 0:02:28 | 0:02:32 | |
Sorry little fella, I just... | 0:02:32 | 0:02:34 | |
Yeow! | 0:02:34 | 0:02:35 | |
Aah! | 0:02:35 | 0:02:37 | |
Ohh... | 0:02:37 | 0:02:40 | |
Ugh... Heh-heh. | 0:02:40 | 0:02:41 | |
I feel...I feel kind of funny. | 0:02:41 | 0:02:44 | |
What's going on out here? | 0:02:44 | 0:02:47 | |
Oh me, oh my. Come in, Peso, there's something wrong with Kwazii. | 0:02:47 | 0:02:53 | |
Oh... | 0:02:54 | 0:02:55 | |
Don't worry, Kwazii, you're going to be all right. | 0:02:55 | 0:02:59 | |
What could have caused this, Peso? | 0:02:59 | 0:03:01 | |
I'm not sure. It's like he's been poisoned. | 0:03:01 | 0:03:04 | |
But by what? | 0:03:04 | 0:03:06 | |
It...stung me. | 0:03:06 | 0:03:07 | |
What stung you, Kwazii? | 0:03:07 | 0:03:09 | |
No, Kwazii didn't sting me. | 0:03:09 | 0:03:12 | |
I'M Kwazii! | 0:03:12 | 0:03:14 | |
Tunip was there when it happened, Cap. | 0:03:14 | 0:03:17 | |
Tell him what you saw. | 0:03:17 | 0:03:19 | |
TUNIP BURBLES | 0:03:19 | 0:03:20 | |
He says it had a swirly shell about this big. | 0:03:20 | 0:03:23 | |
Was this the creature? | 0:03:23 | 0:03:25 | |
TUNIP BURBLES | 0:03:25 | 0:03:26 | |
-Jumping jellyfish! -What is it, Shellington? | 0:03:26 | 0:03:29 | |
It's a cone snail. | 0:03:29 | 0:03:31 | |
No wonder Kwazii's acting so strange. | 0:03:31 | 0:03:33 | |
A cone snail's sting is full of poison. | 0:03:33 | 0:03:36 | |
And it must still be here, | 0:03:36 | 0:03:39 | |
somewhere on the ship. | 0:03:39 | 0:03:40 | |
We'd better find it before anyone else gets stung. | 0:03:40 | 0:03:44 | |
Shellington, sound the Octo-alert. | 0:03:44 | 0:03:46 | |
-SIREN WAILS -Octonauts, to the launch bay! | 0:03:46 | 0:03:50 | |
Ohh... | 0:03:56 | 0:03:57 | |
Octonauts, there's a dangerous cone snail aboard the ship. | 0:03:57 | 0:04:01 | |
We need to find it and release it back into the water. | 0:04:01 | 0:04:05 | |
Cone snail, you say? | 0:04:05 | 0:04:06 | |
Ah, yes, little fellows that can sting you with tiny harpoons. | 0:04:06 | 0:04:11 | |
And they have up to 20 harpoons ready to fire, | 0:04:11 | 0:04:14 | |
each full of poison that can make you very sick. | 0:04:14 | 0:04:17 | |
Captain, there's no medicine for a cone snail sting. | 0:04:17 | 0:04:20 | |
Time and rest are the only cure. | 0:04:20 | 0:04:23 | |
But why would it sting Kwazii? | 0:04:23 | 0:04:25 | |
It was probably scared and trying to protect itself. | 0:04:25 | 0:04:28 | |
We'll have to be very careful around it. | 0:04:28 | 0:04:31 | |
Octonauts, let's split up and find that cone snail. | 0:04:31 | 0:04:35 | |
Aah! | 0:04:38 | 0:04:39 | |
SNAIL GASPS | 0:04:39 | 0:04:41 | |
Nobody captures me, see? | 0:04:41 | 0:04:43 | |
Weurgh... | 0:04:44 | 0:04:46 | |
PING PONG BALL BOUNCES | 0:04:47 | 0:04:48 | |
DASHI GASPS | 0:04:48 | 0:04:50 | |
Phew! | 0:04:51 | 0:04:52 | |
Oh! | 0:04:52 | 0:04:54 | |
Leave me alone, will ya? | 0:04:54 | 0:04:56 | |
Um... | 0:04:57 | 0:04:58 | |
HISSING | 0:04:58 | 0:05:00 | |
Aah! Oh... | 0:05:00 | 0:05:02 | |
SHELLINGTON GASPS | 0:05:02 | 0:05:04 | |
Octonauts, any sign of the cone snail? | 0:05:05 | 0:05:08 | |
Not yet, Cap. | 0:05:08 | 0:05:09 | |
Anyone else? | 0:05:09 | 0:05:10 | |
ALL GROAN | 0:05:10 | 0:05:12 | |
Oh, no! Inkling, Dashi and Shellington have all been stung. | 0:05:12 | 0:05:16 | |
Peso, I'm bringing three more patients to the sickbay. | 0:05:16 | 0:05:20 | |
Aye-aye, Captain. | 0:05:20 | 0:05:21 | |
CLATTERING | 0:05:23 | 0:05:25 | |
Tweak, the cone snail must be somewhere in the Octo-chutes. | 0:05:25 | 0:05:29 | |
I need you to close them off. | 0:05:29 | 0:05:31 | |
On it. I'll let you know as soon as... | 0:05:31 | 0:05:34 | |
TWEAK GASPS | 0:05:34 | 0:05:35 | |
Tweak, are you all right? | 0:05:36 | 0:05:38 | |
Oh my...oh me! | 0:05:38 | 0:05:42 | |
Oh... Peso, you'd better prepare one more bed. | 0:05:42 | 0:05:45 | |
GROANING | 0:05:46 | 0:05:49 | |
How are you doing, Peso? | 0:05:49 | 0:05:51 | |
This is a lot of patients to take care of at once. | 0:05:51 | 0:05:55 | |
Don't worry. I'm a medic. Taking care of people is what I do. | 0:05:55 | 0:05:59 | |
Luckily, I have some help. | 0:05:59 | 0:06:00 | |
VEGIMALS BURBLE | 0:06:00 | 0:06:03 | |
CLATTERING | 0:06:03 | 0:06:04 | |
Hmm, he must be on the vents. | 0:06:04 | 0:06:06 | |
Right, I'm going after him. | 0:06:06 | 0:06:08 | |
Aha. | 0:06:14 | 0:06:15 | |
Hey, watch it! | 0:06:17 | 0:06:18 | |
What's the big idea? | 0:06:18 | 0:06:20 | |
Captain, you did it! | 0:06:23 | 0:06:25 | |
VEGIMAL BURBLES | 0:06:25 | 0:06:26 | |
Oh... | 0:06:26 | 0:06:28 | |
Oh, no. You were stung! | 0:06:29 | 0:06:32 | |
Just rest easy, Captain. | 0:06:32 | 0:06:34 | |
Everything will be... | 0:06:34 | 0:06:36 | |
Oh, dear, what's happening? | 0:06:36 | 0:06:38 | |
Ugh... Ship's entering the Roaring Forties, very rough water... | 0:06:39 | 0:06:44 | |
Need to get through. | 0:06:44 | 0:06:46 | |
No, Captain. You're too weak. | 0:06:46 | 0:06:49 | |
Augh... | 0:06:49 | 0:06:50 | |
Yes. Somebody has to pilot the ship. | 0:06:50 | 0:06:54 | |
-And that person is you, Peso. -Me?! | 0:06:54 | 0:06:57 | |
VEGIMALS GASP | 0:06:57 | 0:06:59 | |
Peso, use the manual. You can do this. | 0:06:59 | 0:07:03 | |
But...But, Captain... | 0:07:03 | 0:07:04 | |
You've learned 317 ways to bandage an injured fin. | 0:07:04 | 0:07:09 | |
You've performed crabectomies in the frozen arctic. | 0:07:09 | 0:07:13 | |
THUD | 0:07:13 | 0:07:14 | |
Those are medic skills, and I've done those things lots of times. | 0:07:14 | 0:07:18 | |
But there was a first time. We're all counting on you. | 0:07:18 | 0:07:22 | |
I-I...I have to try. | 0:07:23 | 0:07:26 | |
Tunip, keep an eye on my patients. | 0:07:26 | 0:07:29 | |
TUNIP BURBLES | 0:07:29 | 0:07:31 | |
All right, um... | 0:07:37 | 0:07:39 | |
Autopilot off. | 0:07:39 | 0:07:41 | |
Activate steering wheel, | 0:07:41 | 0:07:42 | |
and turn on the Octo-lift. | 0:07:42 | 0:07:45 | |
Oh...! | 0:07:47 | 0:07:48 | |
Yah. | 0:07:48 | 0:07:49 | |
Whoa! | 0:07:49 | 0:07:51 | |
Captain? | 0:07:51 | 0:07:53 | |
I've made it to the steering wheel. | 0:07:53 | 0:07:55 | |
Uh-oh. Big rock! | 0:07:55 | 0:07:57 | |
What do I do? It says don't steer, | 0:07:57 | 0:08:00 | |
but I have to steer around the rock, or we crash! | 0:08:00 | 0:08:03 | |
Keep one hand on the wheel, use the other to engage the rudder. | 0:08:04 | 0:08:08 | |
You can do this, Peso. | 0:08:08 | 0:08:11 | |
Engage...rudder. | 0:08:11 | 0:08:13 | |
Whoa! | 0:08:13 | 0:08:14 | |
Maybe I CAN do this! | 0:08:17 | 0:08:19 | |
Whoa! | 0:08:19 | 0:08:22 | |
Ugh. | 0:08:22 | 0:08:23 | |
I can't do this! | 0:08:23 | 0:08:24 | |
What do I do? | 0:08:24 | 0:08:26 | |
Rocks AND rough waters. | 0:08:26 | 0:08:27 | |
It's not in here. What do I do? | 0:08:27 | 0:08:31 | |
You do the one thing that isn't in the manual. | 0:08:31 | 0:08:34 | |
Trust yourself. | 0:08:34 | 0:08:36 | |
Trust myself? | 0:08:36 | 0:08:37 | |
But I'm a medic, I don't pilot ships. | 0:08:37 | 0:08:40 | |
I take care of people. | 0:08:40 | 0:08:42 | |
Hold on... | 0:08:44 | 0:08:46 | |
I AM taking care of people. | 0:08:46 | 0:08:48 | |
Everybody on board the Octopod is counting on me. | 0:08:48 | 0:08:51 | |
I...can...do...this! | 0:08:51 | 0:08:55 | |
Whoa! | 0:08:57 | 0:08:58 | |
Ha! | 0:09:01 | 0:09:02 | |
Ngh... Yah! | 0:09:02 | 0:09:05 | |
Augh... | 0:09:05 | 0:09:07 | |
Cone snail...loose on ship... | 0:09:07 | 0:09:10 | |
Peso's in danger! | 0:09:10 | 0:09:11 | |
Must...hold on... | 0:09:14 | 0:09:16 | |
CRASH! | 0:09:16 | 0:09:17 | |
Agh! | 0:09:17 | 0:09:18 | |
Ngh... | 0:09:19 | 0:09:21 | |
Flappity flippers! | 0:09:22 | 0:09:23 | |
Phew! | 0:09:26 | 0:09:28 | |
We're out of the Roaring Forties! | 0:09:28 | 0:09:31 | |
I did it. | 0:09:31 | 0:09:32 | |
Now to switch the ship back to autopilot... | 0:09:34 | 0:09:38 | |
And check on my patients. | 0:09:38 | 0:09:40 | |
Aah! | 0:09:40 | 0:09:42 | |
Peso, look out! | 0:09:46 | 0:09:48 | |
Cone snail! | 0:09:48 | 0:09:50 | |
Aah! | 0:09:51 | 0:09:53 | |
Peso! | 0:09:53 | 0:09:54 | |
I'm...I'm all right! | 0:09:54 | 0:09:56 | |
Wow. | 0:09:57 | 0:09:58 | |
The ship's manual really did come in handy... | 0:09:58 | 0:10:01 | |
in more ways than one! | 0:10:01 | 0:10:03 | |
Sorry for all the trouble. I was scared, see? | 0:10:05 | 0:10:08 | |
I was only trying to protect myself, see? | 0:10:08 | 0:10:11 | |
No hard feelings, eh? | 0:10:11 | 0:10:13 | |
No, just a bit of a sore paw. | 0:10:13 | 0:10:15 | |
Tweak, open the Octo-hatch, so our cone snail friend can go free. | 0:10:15 | 0:10:20 | |
Sure thing, Cap. | 0:10:20 | 0:10:22 | |
See you later, see? | 0:10:22 | 0:10:24 | |
ALL: Bye-bye! | 0:10:24 | 0:10:26 | |
Whee! | 0:10:26 | 0:10:27 | |
Peso, I was very proud of you today. | 0:10:27 | 0:10:31 | |
You saved the ship. | 0:10:31 | 0:10:32 | |
I'm just glad everyone's feeling better. | 0:10:32 | 0:10:35 | |
Er, you might want to tell that to the vegimals, matey. | 0:10:35 | 0:10:39 | |
VEGIMALS BURBLE | 0:10:39 | 0:10:40 | |
-Ha ha ha! -I'm fine. | 0:10:40 | 0:10:43 | |
Leave it! | 0:10:43 | 0:10:44 | |
Subtitles by Red Bee Media Ltd | 0:10:47 | 0:10:50 |