Pelicans Octonauts

-SIREN WAILS

-'Octonauts, to your stations!'

Barnacles!

Kwazii!

Peso!

-Explore!

-Rescue!

-Protect!

Octonauts!

The Octonauts and the Pelicans.

All right, Mr Lobster. Let's take a look at that antenna.

It's all right. This won't hurt.

All done.

Ooh. Thanks, doc.

-Bye.

-Cheerio.

Ahh, my last patient of the day.

Peso! Come in, Peso.

Captain, is something wrong?

There's no time to explain. Head down to the launch bay now.

-What's going on, Tweak?

-I don't know but the captain sounds real worried.

Here he comes.

Peso, I've got a lot of hurt patients back here. Hurry.

PELICANS GROAN

-Pelicans.

-There's more of them in here.

Peso, we found them covered in rubbish. They need your help.

Tweak, clear out your workshop.

-We'll need that space for an emergency room.

-You got it, Peso.

-PELICAN:

-Arrr.

Good work, Peso. Your quick action has saved these pelicans' lives.

Aye, but what happened to them?

I've never seen a bunch of birds so bent out of shape.

Arrr, 'twas awful out there.

-The lads never knew what hit them.

-What was it, matey?

-Were you attacked by some kind of rubbish monster?

-Not now, Kwazii.

-These pelicans need to rest.

-No, it's all right.

'Tis a tale that needs to be told.

Old Charlie's the name and this here is my fishing crew.

PELICANS MURMUR

We'd flown out to sea for our first fishing trip of the morning.

And we'd just spotted a big school of little fishes for our breakfast.

"All right, lads", I told them.

"Prepare to plunge!" That's how we pelicans go fishing, see?

We dive in fast...

then scoop the fish up in our pouches.

But this time, we were tricked.

'Twasn't a school of fishes at all but a big bunch of grimy, sea junk.

Luckily, Dashi and I happened to spot them

as we were passing by in the GUPs.

I don't know what we would have done without your help.

PELICANS AGREE

-TWEAK:

-But why was there so much junk in the water?

When plastic gets thrown into the ocean,

it sometimes drifts together in big, floating patches of rubbish.

The plastic can be very dangerous to sea creatures who might eat

it by mistake.

Aye and the rubbish patch that fooled us

is still out there somewhere.

Then we'd better clean it up. Kwazii, sound the Octo-alert.

SIREN WAILS Octonauts, to the launch bay.

Eh, Cap.

-We're already in the launch bay.

-Oh. Uh, right.

Octonauts, our mission is to clean up the rubbish patch that hurt

these pelicans.

-Dashi, can you track it on the map?

-Already on it, Captain.

That must be it. It's drifting over the Octopod right now.

Peso, you stay here and look after the pelicans.

Everybody else, let's head to the surface.

Shiver me whiskers. Look at all that rubbish!

With these nets, we'll have it cleaned up in no time.

But, Captain, what do we do with the rubbish once we scoop it up?

Don't worry about that, Dashi.

We'll put the rubbish into this Octo-bin.

And then take it back to the Octopod to recycle.

THEY CHEER

Octonauts, let's do this.

Whoopsie!

Keep it up, Octonauts, we're making good progress.

I better see how things are going back at the Octopod.

-Say "ahhh."

-Arrrr.

-Looks good.

-'Peso.'

Come in, Peso. How are your patients?

-Well, Captain, I'd say the pelicans are healing nicely.

-Excellent.

ALARM SOUNDS Peso, what's that noise?

Hmmm. Looks like there's another patch of something heading your way.

-Hmmm. More rubbish maybe.

-'Whatever it is, it's moving fast.'

Something's tickling my toes.

-It's not more rubbish.

-Huh?

-It's a huge school of fish!

-Uh oh.

Whenever there's a school of fish this big, there's bound to be...

..a feeding frenzy!

Attention, swordfish.

There's rubbish in the water, it's not safe to eat here.

-ALL:

-Huh?

Argh! Looks like they're all too hungry to listen.

In that case, we'd better hurry.

Whoa!

-We're surrounded.

-Captain. Come in, Captain. What's going on up there?

We're caught in the middle of a... Whoa! Feeding frenzy!

It's making the clean-up a little tricky and we...

-STATIC

-Captain.

Captain?

Oh, no. I have to help them.

Listen, doc, we pelicans know a thing or two about feeding frenzies.

-The trick is to get in and out as fast as you can.

-But how?

What say ye, maties? Ready to stretch your wings?

PELICANS: Ready!

They're coming from every direction.

There's got to be a...way out of here.

Captain, jump on!

Great timing, Peso. Octonauts, let's move out.

Don't look down, don't look down.

Thanks for the lift, pelicans. Good to see you're feeling better.

Now, what do you say we clean up the rest of this sea

rubbish before someone gets hurt?

Remember, maties, in and out fast!

Get ready, Octonauts.

When the pelicans dive in, try to scoop up as much rubbish as you can.

Prepare to plunge!

Clear out!

-Ugh! Get it off, get it off!

-Oh, no.

-You keep going, I have to help that swordfish.

-Ah, be careful, doc.

Wah! Whoo.

Just a little further, maties.

And...release!

-Bulls-eye.

-I think that's the last of it, Captain.

-Good work, everyone.

Hold on, where's Peso?

Don't worry. I'm a medic.

I help any creature who's hurt or sick.

Ah, thank you. Got to go, au revoir!

That's funny, the swordfish are leaving.

The feeding frenzy must be over.

-SLOWLY:

-'Coming through.'

Flappity flippers!

There he is.

-Are you all right in there, Peso?

-I'm fine, Captain. That was a close one.

-Thanks, Old Charlie.

-No worries, Peso.

Great work, everyone. Pelicans, we couldn't have done it without you.

Aye! After everything you did for us, it was the least we could do.

All right, maties. Who's up for a little fishing?

PELICANS: Wahey! Goodbye!

-Goodbye.

-Bye.

-Bye.

Prepare to plunge!

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