George Goes Faster The Koala Brothers

# If you're in trouble

# And you need someone to help you out

# There's no need to whistle

# And there's no need to shout

# Hey, hey, hey, hey

# Help is on its way

# Call the Koala Brothers

# Call the Koala Brothers

# Call the Koala Brothers

# Call the Koala Brothers

# Help is on its way. #

George really loved his job as a postman.

He always tried to do the best job possible

and that meant an early start.

Oh, now have I got everything?

Got me satchel? Yeah.

Thermos? Right.

Ah, yes. All sorted.

Eh, ah, yeah, ooh.

-Any moment now, Josie.

-Ah-hah.

Hi Sammy, Josie. Lovely morning.

-G'day.

-Hi, George.

-Right on time...as usual.

Two letters for you today, Sammy. There you go.

Thanks, George.

-One for Josie.

-Thanks!

Is that for me?

Ah, it's a little present for Mitzi, George.

Um, I was wondering if you could deliver it to the homestead for me.

A-ha. Aah.

It's urgent, George. It needs to get there as fast as possible.

Better get me skates on then, eh(!) Bye!

-BOTH:

-Bye, George!

Now, George meant to deliver Mitzi's present as quickly as possible,

but everyone just loved to stop and chat with him.

-Hi, George!

-Hello, Alice. Just the one for you today.

Oh, thanks, George. Would you like to come in for some cake?

Oh, I've got this urgent delivery for Mitzi today.

I shouldn't really...

-Well, oh, maybe just the one piece though, eh.

-Great.

A bit later, George just couldn't say not to a cup of tea at Archie's.

Well, I'm in a bit of a hurry, Archie. I've got a present for Mitzi.

How about just one cup then, old chap?

-Well, all right. I am a bit parched. Thanks.

-Wonderful!

By the time George arrived at the Koala Brothers' homestead,

it had taken him longer than he thought.

-ALL:

-Hi, George!

Hi, all. Can't stop. Got an urgent parcel for Mitzi.

-BOTH:

-Oo-oh.

Aa-aa-ah. A present? For me?

There you go.

-Oh.

-Ooh! Oh, no!

It's some chocolates and they've all melted!

I'm really sorry, Mitzi. I - I went as fast as I could.

Oh, it's OK, George. I can get some more chocolates another time.

I'm really sorry.

-BOTH:

-Are you all right, George?

Uh, not really. I let Mitzi down.

I took too long to deliver her chocolates and they melted.

-I'm just too slow!

-Being a postman isn't just about being fast.

You're reliable. Everyone knows when you're coming.

Yeah, and they really look forward to seeing you.

Oh, thanks, Frank, Buster. But no, I really need to be a faster postman.

It's just I - I get puffed so quickly.

Maybe you need to do some exercise, George, to get fit. We'll help.

Yeah, then you'd be able to walk faster, maybe even jog.

Jog? That's a good idea.

And I know just the person who can help.

Hut! Hut! Hut! Hut! Hut! Hut!

Knees up, old chap! Knees up!

Ah, now that's the ticket!

Ohh! Are you sure this will help me be a faster postman, Archie?

Definitely, old chap!

If you practise jogging every day, you'll be faster in no time!

I've gotta do this every day?!

That's right. In a month, two months, we won't see you for dust!

Oh, isn't there anything else I can do?

You could get yourself some running shoes. That might help.

Oh, that's a splendid idea!

HE PANTS Running shoes.

Oh, right, I'll...I'll talk to Sammy.

Thanks, everyone.

Did you say you want some running shoes, George?

Yeah, and I'd just like to give them a go, Sammy.

I'm trying to be a faster postman.

Oh, shall I get the red ones, Sammy?

The ones with the...mmm, air-filled soles and the go-faster stripes?

Oh, they'll do the job nicely.

Oh! They're very comfy.

You know, George. You're a good postman already!

You don't need to go any faster.

Thanks for your support but ah, I think I can do better.

-See ya later! BOTH:

-Bye, George!

Whoa! It's like...it's like walking on air!

So George set off on his rounds.

He was going to be the fastest postman in the outback.

Whoa-ho-ho! Aha-ha!

PUNCTURE

DEFLATION OF AIR Oh.

Oh, dear. I've sprung a leak!

Meanwhile, the Koala Brothers were out on their daily patrol

looking for anyone in need of help.

Hey! There's George!

We'd better go down and see if he's OK. Hold on, Buster!

George, are you OK?

It's a disaster, Frank.

It's me running shoes - they've sprung a leak! Look!

SHOES SQUEAK

I can only go around in circles.

What am I gonna do?

Maybe we could help you deliver the post in the plane!

No, I like to keep me feet close to the ground.

I just need something to help me go a bit faster.

What about roller skates?

Well, I-I-I used to be a bit of a whizz on the old skateboard

when I was a young turtle.

-BOTH:

-Really?

Did you say...you wanted a skateboard?

Yeah, the er...the shoes didn't quite work, Sammy.

Right, well, here you go then, George.

Thanks, Sammy.

Oo-oh, it's a beauty!

Whoa-oh-oh, oh-oh, oh!

Early next morning, with the help of the skateboard,

George was soon making his deliveries faster than ever before.

Oh, funny. No Alice today.

Oh, I quite fancied a piece of cake.

Whee-ee-ee!

Archie! It's me!

I...wouldn't mind a cup of tea, if you've got...

Oh, it's not like Archie to be out.

The trouble was, George was so early that everyone was still in bed.

Mitzi! Are you in?

Oo-oh, this isn't much fun.

THEY BOTH YAWN

-BOTH:

-Ha? George?!

What's wrong, George?

Oh, I've delivered all the post, but I didn't get to see anyone.

-That's because you're so early.

-Early?

Yeah. Everyone was probably still fast asleep!

Ha-ha! We all make sure we're up and about

when you deliver the post, so we can have a chat.

But now you're so fast, you're too early!

-Really?

-Yeah. You don't need to be a faster postman, George.

Everyone's happy with you the way you are.

Do you really think so?

Oh...but what about Mitzi and her chocolates? I...

-ALL:

-Hello! Hi!

George! I'm glad I didn't miss ya!

Look! Sammy gave me some more chocolates!

Oh, that's nice, Mitzi.

Yeah, sorry I asked you to deliver Mitzi's chocolates, George.

I should've known they'd melt in the sun.

I'll make the chocolate deliveries in my truck

and you can get back to delivering the post.

Thanks, Sammy. I think that might be best.

So...anyone want some choccies?

-Yes, please!

-Thanks.

-Don't mind if I do.

So with the chocolate problem solved,

George realised that he didn't need to be a faster postman after all

and he went back to delivering the post, just like before.

Though it took a bit longer,

George found his friends were always there to see him when he arrived.

Cake? Oh, ah, thanks, Alice.

Don't mind if I do. Oh-ho-ho.

Subtitles by Natasha Minus Red Bee Media Ltd 2006

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