Octonauts and the Flamingos Octonauts

Octonauts to your stations!

Barnacle!

Kwazii!

Peso!

-Explore!

-Rescue!

Protect.

Octonauts!

There you go, little swamp frog.

-Good as new.

-Yep.

Thanks.

HE CROAKS

Hmm, something must have scared him.

It came from over there.

Oh, now it's coming from over there.

Oh, what could it be?

If you ask me, it sounds like a...

swamp monster!

I knew it. Follow it!

Where did it go?

Whatever it was, I think it's gone now.

Wait a minute, do you hear that?

Is it the swamp monster?

No, it almost sounds like...

# Head up, head down Left and right... #

-Singing!

-# Zig, zag, zig All day and night

# Zig, zag zig... #

Flamingos!

Aye, but what are they doing?

Oh. Barnacles to Shellington. Come in, Shellington.

Any idea what these flamingos are up to?

# Zig, zag, zig That's the way

# Flamingos dance Calloo-callay

# Head up, head down... #

'Fascinating, it looks like they're dancing.

'These special dances ae how flamingos bond.

'They dance to show they like one another,

'and sometimes they seem to dance just for fun.'

Ah, there's more than just flamingos out there,

-Look!

-The swamp monster.

'Oh, that's no swamp monster!'

# Zag... Zig...

# Zug... #

Oh.

It's a flamingo chick.

And he doesn't have the hang of it just yet. Look out!

Flamingos, we are the Octonauts.

Are you all right?

Just a little tangled up right now.

I'm Flo.

How did you find our secret dancing pond?

We found you by following this little matey through the swamp.

Theo, what have I told you about wandering off?

Jeez, mum. I was just practising my dancing.

Look!

# Zig, zag... #

-Oh!

-All right, Theo, why don't you go and practise

-with your creche until dinner.

-Fine!

Never wants to stay with his creche, that one.

His creche?

That's what a group of flamingos chicks is called, a creche.

They're safer if they all stick together.

Oh, can you untwist my leg?

Octonauts, it's time to untangle!

Excuse me!

Excuse me! Sir. Oops, sorry. Madam.

# Zig, zag, zig That's the way

# Flamingos dance Calloo-callay

# Head up, head down Left and right

# Zig, zag, zig All day and night

# Zig, zag, zig That's the way

# Flamingos dance Calloo-callay

# Head up, head down Left and right

# Zig, zag, zig, all day and night. #

Ah! You flamingos were more tangled up than I thought.

That's what happens when you have necks and legs as long as ours!

Now, who's hungry?

Honk! Honk!

Phil, dinner time!

-ALL AT ONCE:

-Come and get it!

-Come to dinner.

-Grubs up!

-Dinner!

-Oh, yeah!

-Awesome.

Come on now, where's Phil? He's never late for dinner.

Honk! Honk! Phil?!

Phil?!

Avast, look at this, mateys, footprints.

Phil must have wandered off into the swamp again!

Oh, no. It will be dark soon

and it's dangerous for him to be out at night.

-We have to find him.

-Leave that to us.

Octonauts to the HQ!

Octonauts, a flamingo chick named Phil has wandered off

-on his own into the swamp.

-Jumping jellyfish. It's dangerous

for flamingo chicks to leave their creche. Lots of hungry creatures

-out there might want him for a snack.

-That's why we have to

find him, and fast, before nightfall.

Any clues as to which way he might have gone?

-Only these footprints.

-Mmm, based on their direction,

it looks like he's heading into the deepest part of the swamp.

And you know what that means - gator territory!

Then there's no time to lose.

Barnacles out. Peso, Kwazii to the Gup-K!

Octonauts, keep your eyes peeled.

Still no sign of Phil, Captain.

I'm not sure how much further we'll be able to go.

This swamp is very thick, even for the Gup-K.

Keep trying, captain, we've almost got it!

At-choo!

Look!

Oh, and bless you, Kwazii.

It's one of Phil's feathers.

He must have come through this way.

Here's another one.

-And another.

-I think our search will be faster on foot.

Follow those feathers!

At this rate we'll...

-ALL:

-Oh!

Oh!

Flapperdy flippers.

Alligators! Quick, over here.

Looks like they're all napping, Captain.

Oh! Phil's footprints.

It'll take too long to go around.

We need to sneak past the gators without them noticing us.

But look at all that gloopy mud.

We'll be up to our necks.

Then we'll just have to make ourselves a little taller.

No wonder flamingos have such long legs.

Aye, it makes walking through the swamp easy as pirate pie.

That's what my grandad calls kelp and lima beans on toast.

-He...

-Kwazii, shh.

ALLIGATOR YAWNS

ALLIGATOR YAWNS

That was a close one.

Look, another feather.

Phil must be close. Come on.

# Zig, zag, zig... #

-There's something up ahead.

-I hope it's not another gator.

# Zig, zag, zig... #

-By the sound of it, I'd say it's...

-Argh!

-Easy, Phil, it's only us.

-Oh! Phew! Hey, guys.

-Ah, what are you doing out here, matey?

Your mum's worried sick.

Oh, I was just practising my flamingo dance,

and I was getting really good,

but then I got a little lost, and muddy and hungry.

It's dangerous for you to be out here all by yourself, Phil.

Come on, time to head home.

Aye, before we're spotted by any more of those big, green...

Look, gators!

Mm-mm! Muddy flamingo, my favourite!

-Argh!

-Whoa!

Whoa!

Phil, wait! That way leads back towards...

-The gators!

-Muddy flamingo!

-Mmm!

-And muddy...

whatever those things are.

Uh-oh.

This way.

They're gaining on us.

Don't worry, guys, I got this one.

Zig, zag, zig!

Do you really think this is the time for dancing, matey?

Just do what I do.

Zig, zag, zig!

ALL: Zig, zag, zig.

Zig, zag, zig.

Zig, zag, zig.

Zig, zag, zig.

It's working.

See, I told you I was getting the hang of it.

Zig, zag,

zig!

Just a little further.

Zig zag... Jump!

Rargh!

-Oh!

-Whoa!

Sorry, gators, no muddy flamingos or Octonauts on the menu tonight.

Here, have some fish biscuits instead.

Yum, yum, yum. Tasty.

Needs more mud!

I think that's enough dance practice for one day.

I think you're right, Phil.

Now, let's get you home.

Mwah, mwah! Oh, my goodness, I was so worried.

Thank you so much for bringing him home safe and sound.

-Mum!

-It was no trouble at all, Flo.

You should be very proud of your son. He's become quite the dancer.

Aye, if it wasn't for Phil's dancing, I don't know

how he would have escaped from those gators.

-Gators?!

-Mum, check out my moves.

# Zig, zag, zig That's the way

# Flamingos dance Calloo-callay

# Head up, head down Left and right

# Zig, zag, zig All day and night... #

Come on, guys!

Huh!

# Zig, zag, zig That's the way

# Flamingos dance Calloo-callay

# Head up, head down Left and right

# Zig, zag, zig, all day, all night. #