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# He was a kid who didn't fit in | 0:00:02 | 0:00:03 | |
# Got a wolf living inside under his skin | 0:00:03 | 0:00:05 | |
# When he's angry his body sprouts hair | 0:00:05 | 0:00:07 | |
# So he got a ticket you'll never guess where | 0:00:07 | 0:00:10 | |
# Scream, scream, scream when you get to Scream Street | 0:00:10 | 0:00:14 | |
# Scream, scream, scream when you get to Scream Street | 0:00:14 | 0:00:19 | |
# Next door's a vampire, maybe not | 0:00:24 | 0:00:26 | |
# 4,000 years old but her body won't rot | 0:00:26 | 0:00:28 | |
# Yeah, being a freak is totally normal | 0:00:28 | 0:00:31 | |
# When everyone's freaky paranormal | 0:00:31 | 0:00:33 | |
# Scream, scream, scream when you get to Scream Street | 0:00:33 | 0:00:37 | |
# Scream, scream, scream when you get to Scream Street | 0:00:37 | 0:00:41 | |
# Scream Street, Scream Street. # | 0:00:41 | 0:00:43 | |
Ahem. Attention, everyone. | 0:00:47 | 0:00:48 | |
Who can tell me what this bone is called? Yes, Cleo. | 0:00:48 | 0:00:52 | |
Uh, the cranium. | 0:00:52 | 0:00:53 | |
Very good. And what about...? | 0:00:53 | 0:00:54 | |
The humerus. | 0:00:54 | 0:00:55 | |
Right again. And...? | 0:00:55 | 0:00:57 | |
Fibia, tibula, patella and femur. | 0:00:58 | 0:01:01 | |
Top of the class! Oof! | 0:01:01 | 0:01:04 | |
Ooh, landed right on me clavicle. | 0:01:04 | 0:01:07 | |
Ow! | 0:01:07 | 0:01:10 | |
Ow! | 0:01:10 | 0:01:11 | |
Ow! Ow! | 0:01:11 | 0:01:13 | |
Oh, here's an idea. Let someone else have a go at a question for once. | 0:01:13 | 0:01:16 | |
Yeah! No-one likes a winner. Or a loser. | 0:01:16 | 0:01:19 | |
Basically, be average. | 0:01:19 | 0:01:21 | |
Mediocrity's the path to popularity. | 0:01:21 | 0:01:24 | |
Ow! | 0:01:24 | 0:01:25 | |
Um, one of the few good things about being frozen in time for 4,000 years | 0:01:25 | 0:01:28 | |
is knowing exactly what Dr Skully is going to say - | 0:01:28 | 0:01:30 | |
"Break time over..." | 0:01:30 | 0:01:32 | |
Break time over! | 0:01:32 | 0:01:33 | |
..before he says it. | 0:01:33 | 0:01:34 | |
Have you been this annoying for 4,000 years? | 0:01:34 | 0:01:36 | |
-I think probably longer. -Resus! | 0:01:36 | 0:01:39 | |
Remember, 9AM sharp for tomorrow's English literature test. | 0:01:41 | 0:01:46 | |
-Hey, any last-minute tips on the book? -Sure! | 0:01:46 | 0:01:49 | |
First tip, that's the wrong book, doofus! | 0:01:49 | 0:01:51 | |
Uh, you didn't actually read the assignment, did you? | 0:01:52 | 0:01:55 | |
Don't need to, Dr Skully never changes the... | 0:01:55 | 0:01:58 | |
He changed the book! What am I going to do now? | 0:01:59 | 0:02:02 | |
-Fail! -Ooh, unlucky! | 0:02:02 | 0:02:05 | |
Dad, I need your help. | 0:02:06 | 0:02:08 | |
Not now, princess. I'm doing DIY, straightening this wonky shelf | 0:02:10 | 0:02:15 | |
by lifting up the wall. | 0:02:15 | 0:02:16 | |
-Oh, curses! -Curses! That's it! | 0:02:20 | 0:02:23 | |
A mummy's curse could buy me extra study time. | 0:02:23 | 0:02:26 | |
Dad, can you teach me a good curse, please? | 0:02:26 | 0:02:29 | |
You're way too young to mess around with curses. | 0:02:29 | 0:02:32 | |
You can learn some when you're old enough. | 0:02:32 | 0:02:34 | |
I'm 4,000 years old! | 0:02:34 | 0:02:36 | |
Yeah, well, anyway, I can't remember any curses. | 0:02:36 | 0:02:39 | |
My brain's like a... Ooh, what do you call it? | 0:02:39 | 0:02:42 | |
-A sieve. -Yeah, that's the one! | 0:02:42 | 0:02:45 | |
I think. | 0:02:45 | 0:02:46 | |
And don't even try to get me to tell you who the real expert is, | 0:02:47 | 0:02:51 | |
because Great Aunt Nima is in the middle of a 1,000-year power nap. | 0:02:51 | 0:02:56 | |
Oh, where's she off to? | 0:02:56 | 0:02:58 | |
Oh, curses! | 0:03:01 | 0:03:04 | |
Hmm, it's a long shot, Dig, | 0:03:10 | 0:03:12 | |
but I'm guessing that might just be Great Aunt Nima's tomb. | 0:03:12 | 0:03:16 | |
DIG SNIFFS AND GROWLS | 0:03:25 | 0:03:28 | |
"Whoever disturbs my peace, be warned, | 0:03:38 | 0:03:40 | |
"two hours after sunrise next, | 0:03:40 | 0:03:43 | |
"the whole town will be cursed by a terrible sandstorm." | 0:03:43 | 0:03:47 | |
Sounds perfect! | 0:03:47 | 0:03:48 | |
Just need to make sure she's suitably disturbed. | 0:03:48 | 0:03:50 | |
Hi-yah! | 0:03:50 | 0:03:52 | |
Curse sorted. Run! | 0:03:52 | 0:03:54 | |
CLOCK SCREAMS | 0:04:05 | 0:04:07 | |
Hmm, sunrise past two hours. | 0:04:07 | 0:04:09 | |
Huh? | 0:04:09 | 0:04:10 | |
Test rules - no talking, no copying, no eating your test paper. | 0:04:10 | 0:04:15 | |
Aww! | 0:04:15 | 0:04:17 | |
You have the time it takes for the sand to... | 0:04:20 | 0:04:23 | |
Oh, dear! | 0:04:23 | 0:04:25 | |
SCREAMING | 0:04:27 | 0:04:30 | |
THEY GASP | 0:04:34 | 0:04:36 | |
Uh... | 0:04:36 | 0:04:38 | |
Test postponed until tomorrow! | 0:04:40 | 0:04:43 | |
And can anybody see my eyeballs? | 0:04:43 | 0:04:45 | |
Om nom! Aww! | 0:04:45 | 0:04:48 | |
Weird timing, that sandstorm hitting town just before the exam. | 0:04:51 | 0:04:55 | |
Yeah, and not just a bit of sand, a kind of Egyptian plague of sand. | 0:04:55 | 0:05:01 | |
Hey... | 0:05:01 | 0:05:02 | |
Wait, is that...? | 0:05:02 | 0:05:04 | |
Lulu! | 0:05:04 | 0:05:05 | |
Lulu, are you OK? | 0:05:06 | 0:05:08 | |
Cloak, don't mess with me! I need some blood and I need it now! | 0:05:09 | 0:05:14 | |
I'm taking Lulu inside. | 0:05:16 | 0:05:19 | |
HE GASPS | 0:05:20 | 0:05:22 | |
THEY SCREAM | 0:05:22 | 0:05:25 | |
OK, is this a boy thing? Because I think I'll leave you to it. | 0:05:25 | 0:05:28 | |
BOTH: Lice! | 0:05:30 | 0:05:32 | |
Embalmed skin. It's liceproof. | 0:05:32 | 0:05:34 | |
Oh, there it is. | 0:05:42 | 0:05:43 | |
D-d-do you have anything for bites? | 0:05:50 | 0:05:53 | |
Never thought I'd hear that from a vampire. | 0:05:53 | 0:05:56 | |
SHE SCREAMS | 0:05:56 | 0:05:57 | |
GLASS BREAKS | 0:05:57 | 0:05:58 | |
Ow! | 0:05:58 | 0:06:00 | |
Ooh, ah! Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh! Ah, ah! | 0:06:00 | 0:06:02 | |
Ooh, ooh, ah, ah, ah, ah! | 0:06:02 | 0:06:05 | |
You can copy my English notes if you tell me what the next plague is. | 0:06:05 | 0:06:08 | |
-How should I know? -Seriously? Fess up, Cleo. | 0:06:08 | 0:06:12 | |
You've put a curse on Scream Street. | 0:06:12 | 0:06:14 | |
You think I'd dabble in powers I don't understand | 0:06:14 | 0:06:16 | |
just to avoid failing a test? | 0:06:16 | 0:06:18 | |
-Yeah. -Maybe there won't even be another curse. | 0:06:18 | 0:06:21 | |
THEY SCREAM | 0:06:23 | 0:06:24 | |
SHE SCREAMS | 0:06:24 | 0:06:26 | |
HE SCREAMS | 0:06:27 | 0:06:28 | |
What's happened now? | 0:06:28 | 0:06:30 | |
THEY GASP AND SCREAM | 0:06:30 | 0:06:32 | |
Breaking news. First sand, then lice. | 0:06:34 | 0:06:37 | |
Now a plague of pus-filled boils has hit Scream Street. | 0:06:37 | 0:06:42 | |
I'm so sorry about that. | 0:06:42 | 0:06:45 | |
Who knows how many more plagues there are to come? | 0:06:45 | 0:06:48 | |
Hey, Cleo, wait up! | 0:06:50 | 0:06:51 | |
Any chance I could borrow some mummy bandages? | 0:06:53 | 0:06:55 | |
I want to cover up MY face. | 0:06:55 | 0:06:57 | |
I didn't mean for this to happen. I only wanted one plague, not loads! | 0:06:57 | 0:07:01 | |
You mean there are more?! | 0:07:01 | 0:07:02 | |
BUZZING | 0:07:02 | 0:07:04 | |
Ah! Is that a...? | 0:07:04 | 0:07:05 | |
Is that a locust? | 0:07:05 | 0:07:06 | |
Ow, ow, ow! | 0:07:08 | 0:07:09 | |
Ow! | 0:07:10 | 0:07:11 | |
Hey, you. | 0:07:11 | 0:07:12 | |
-I've got to find a way to stop it. -Uh, maybe your dad can help. | 0:07:16 | 0:07:19 | |
Hey, Cleo, did you order takeaway? Great idea! | 0:07:21 | 0:07:25 | |
I haven't had locust in centuries. | 0:07:25 | 0:07:27 | |
CRUNCH | 0:07:27 | 0:07:28 | |
THEY GROAN | 0:07:28 | 0:07:29 | |
Do I have some on my cheek? | 0:07:29 | 0:07:30 | |
Dad, I accidentally caused a plague or two to fall on Scream Street. | 0:07:30 | 0:07:34 | |
I hardly call locusts a plague, or a dinner. Oh, what a treat! | 0:07:34 | 0:07:39 | |
DIG GROWLS | 0:07:39 | 0:07:41 | |
Oh, no. Dad, don't flip out. | 0:07:44 | 0:07:47 | |
Me? Oh, come on, I never flip out. | 0:07:47 | 0:07:50 | |
Well, there's another plague on its way, and it's a huge... | 0:07:50 | 0:07:53 | |
..fire. | 0:07:53 | 0:07:54 | |
Fire is coming! Fire is coming! | 0:07:56 | 0:07:59 | |
We mummys are highly flammable. | 0:07:59 | 0:08:00 | |
THEY GASP | 0:08:01 | 0:08:02 | |
Dad, I need your help! I may have disturbed Auntie Nima. | 0:08:05 | 0:08:09 | |
You did what? Oh, you have to say sorry to her right now! | 0:08:09 | 0:08:13 | |
Go to her tomb, and give her an apology scroll. | 0:08:13 | 0:08:16 | |
And make sure use neat handwriting. She's very fussy. | 0:08:16 | 0:08:20 | |
OK! Thanks, Dad! Stay safe, and wet! | 0:08:20 | 0:08:23 | |
I'll be as fast as I can. | 0:08:23 | 0:08:24 | |
The fire spread. We can't make it to the graveyard! | 0:08:28 | 0:08:30 | |
We can if we go underground. | 0:08:30 | 0:08:32 | |
Everyone in, now! | 0:08:34 | 0:08:35 | |
I know this is bad and everything, | 0:08:39 | 0:08:41 | |
but it's also the coolest thing ever! | 0:08:41 | 0:08:43 | |
Hurry up! | 0:08:43 | 0:08:44 | |
-Whoa, slow down, dudes! -Can't stop, town on fire. | 0:08:47 | 0:08:51 | |
Like I was trying to tell you, that tunnel is totally blocked. | 0:08:53 | 0:08:57 | |
OK, stand back, everyone, werewolf coming through. | 0:08:57 | 0:09:02 | |
Oh, way to go, dude! | 0:09:06 | 0:09:08 | |
Let the Dogster know if you need a hand. | 0:09:09 | 0:09:12 | |
A coffin! We must be under the graveyard. | 0:09:17 | 0:09:19 | |
I can hear the fire. We're almost there! | 0:09:29 | 0:09:31 | |
Well, almost. | 0:09:34 | 0:09:36 | |
HE SHIVERS | 0:09:36 | 0:09:39 | |
Well, this is my mess, | 0:09:41 | 0:09:43 | |
and I need to clean it up. | 0:09:43 | 0:09:45 | |
Good luck, Cleo. And remember, we're all here... | 0:09:45 | 0:09:47 | |
Oh, she's already gone. | 0:09:47 | 0:09:49 | |
Dear Great Aunt Nima, I am writing to apologise. | 0:09:49 | 0:09:53 | |
I am the one who disturbed you and I am to blame for these plagues. | 0:09:53 | 0:09:56 | |
So, I'm really, really sorry, again. | 0:09:57 | 0:10:00 | |
To recap, I do not want this curse. | 0:10:00 | 0:10:03 | |
Hi-yah! | 0:10:03 | 0:10:05 | |
Hi-yah! | 0:10:05 | 0:10:06 | |
By the power of the Pharaoh, love, your great-niece Cleo. | 0:10:08 | 0:10:12 | |
Kiss, kiss! | 0:10:12 | 0:10:13 | |
Cleo, are you OK? | 0:10:20 | 0:10:21 | |
Oh, that was awesome! | 0:10:23 | 0:10:24 | |
You see, sometimes all you have to do is say sorry. | 0:10:26 | 0:10:30 | |
You know, apologise to the people you've affected. | 0:10:30 | 0:10:33 | |
HE COUGHS | 0:10:33 | 0:10:34 | |
And that was your chance, just then. | 0:10:34 | 0:10:37 | |
What, so, Auntie Nima gets a nice written apology? And what do we get? | 0:10:37 | 0:10:41 | |
Absolute- Ow! | 0:10:41 | 0:10:43 |