Stubborn as a Donkey The Furchester Hotel

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# Welcome to The Furchester Hotel

# Your room is ready for you

# Just need to get the bed

# The lamp, the desk The rug, the sink

# A pillow for your head

# The hotel's run by monsters And staff beyond compare

# We've got the kind of service You won't find anywhere

-# So welcome

-To The Furchester

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# Welcome...

ELMO GIGGLES

# To The Furchester

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-# Dining style

-So genteel

# Cookie come with every meal

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-# Here's your keys

-So check right in

-Let your furry stay begin

# Welcome to The Furchester Hotel. #

I hope you enjoy your stay, Ms...

-Brick. Do you have any luggage?

-Oh, just the one bag.

-Oh, OK, Elmo will get it for you.

-Thank you.

-You're welcome.

Oh. Erm...

-I'll help you, Elmo.

-Thank you, Phoebe. OK, ready?

-Yeah.

Oh. What have you got in there, Ms Brick?

Bricks?

Why, yes, how did you know?

I just love bricks. I never go anywhere without them.

Mmm, well, if you just wait in your room,

Ms Brick, my Fergus will bring up your bag on the luggage trolley.

Oh, all right.

-Hey!

-Good morning, Mr Dull.

Gather round everyone, feast your eyes on our new and improved

luggage trolley. It now works by remote control.

-Remote control?

-Cool!

-Yes!

No more pushing the heavy trolley around -

now I can move it at the touch of a button.

My genius!

I'm sorry, Mr Dull.

You call that an improvement?

Oh, no!

-FERGUS SIGHS

-My trolley.

-Oh, Dad.

I guess it still needs a tweak or two.

Oh, dear, the trolley's broken

and the bag here is too heavy for us to carry.

We'll never get the bag up to Ms Brick. Oh, this is a huge problem.

-SHE GASPS

-It's a catastrophe.

DING DING DING

# It's more than just a slip up Or a mess-up or a mishap

# A Furchester catastrophe We need to fix it fast-rophe

# And put it in the past-rophe Let's ding the bell for blast-rophe

# Catastrophe catastrophe What a disas-trophe

# Catastrophe catastrophe We need to fix it fast-trophe

# Catastrophe catastrophe let's put it in the past-trophe

# It's a catastra What a disaster

# It's a catastrophe! #

Actually, my love, this is an easy problem to solve.

-I'll just get the backup trolley.

-Oh Fergus, you're so well-prepared.

-Come on.

-Oh!

-This is Trolley the donkey.

-Hello.

-DONKEY BRAYS Hello.

-Hi, Troll.

Trolley here is great at carrying heavy loads.

She'll be able to carry the bag up to Ms Brick's room.

-Help me put the bag on her back, will you?

-All right.

There you go, problem solved.

Right now, I'd better get to work on that luggage trolley.

-We'll take the bag upstairs, Mum.

-Uh-huh.

-Come on, Trolley.

PHOEBE BRAYS AT THE DONKEY

DONKEY BRAYS BACK

She said she doesn't want to. Donkeys can be stubborn.

Oh, dear, this is a problem, we have to get the donkey to move.

You need to move stubborn donkey? Me have no-fail donkey-moving plan.

-All it take is cookie.

-Ha!

Oh, cookie!

Oh, that good, yeah.

-So, is donkey moving yet?

-ELMO AND PHOEBE:

-Erm, no.

-No problemo, me have another no-fail donkey-moving plan.

-Ooh.

-A carrot.

-Oh, good idea, Cookie Monster, donkeys love carrots.

-Mm-hm.

Oh, not so fast, donkey, you want carrot, first you follow me.

DONKEY BRAYS

-She's moving.

-The plan's working.

-Voila! Problem solved.

-Thanks, Cookie Monster.

LIFT BELL DINGS

Excuse me. Excuse me.

Can you please move, donkey?

DONKEY BRAYS

-She says, "No, she doesn't want to."

-She doesn't want to?

-Well of all the nerve.

-She's really stubborn.

Mr Harvey P. Dull better take the stairs.

I should take the stairs? Why doesn't she take the stairs?

DONKEY BRAYS

-Oh, look, she's going to the stairs.

-Ah-ha-ha!

Oh, no, what she's doing here?

DONKEY BRAYS

She says you told her to take the stairs.

I didn't tell her to block them. Oh, this is most frustrating.

Mr Harvey P. Dull should probably take the lift.

Or maybe I'll just stay in my room

until you get this donkey out of the way.

But how are we going to do that?

GONG SOUNDS

Tea!

-THEY YELL EXCITEDLY

-Tea-time!

-Tea-time!

-Give me tea!

DONKEY BRAYS

-Tea-time?

-DONKEY BRAYS

THEY MUTTER IN DISAPPOINTMENT

-We're sorry, we're trying to solve the problem.

-Oh, no.

-PHONE RINGS

-Oh, hello, Furchester front desk.

Oh, Ms Brick, your nice bag, we're working on it.

Any luck with Trolley? Ms Brick wants her bricks.

Sorry, Mum, we tried but we can't get her to go upstairs.

Yeah, she keeps saying, "Hee-haw".

-Fergus, how's the luggage trolley coming along?

-It almost fixed, dear.

Oh, dear.

How are we going to get Ms Brick's nice bag upstairs?

This is a problem.

-Maybe we should put our furry heads together and think.

-Ah!

-Yes.

-ALL:

-Um...

Come on.

Oh, yes, if we take the bricks out of the bag, it won't be so heavy.

Oh, and we can carry them upstairs one at a time.

All right, Ms Brick said it's fine

to take the bricks out of the nice bag.

-I'll pass this to you, Phoebe.

-Right, I'll pass it to you, Elmo.

-OK.

-And Elmo will pass it...

-Oh, wait, wait, wait... To me.

-Oh, OK, Aunt Funella. There you go.

-There we go.

And I'll pass it on to Phoebe.

This is going to take all day.

-We need more people to pass the bricks to.

-Wait, I've got it.

Attention, all guests. We need your help. I thank you.

-Right, Phoebe, you give it to Elmo.

-OK.

-Miss Hazelnut, there you go.

-Thank you, Elmo.

-Uh-huh.

I thank you, dear.

HEN CLUCKS

Oh, that's a lovely brick.

-Oh, that's all right, cheers. Oh.

-Butterfingers.

-Oh, it's heavy.

We're going to get these bricks up to Ms Brick in no time at all.

-Oh, great, it's working.

-Well...

Attention, dear guests. Ms Brick has all her bricks. Ha!

But it looks like we still have a donkey problem, Mum.

Now trolley's blocking the revolving door.

-What's that?

-Music.

-Let's forget all our problems and dance.

-Yeah.

-Yeah.

It sounds like it's coming from the luggage trolley.

-My latest improvement.

-Where is the remote control?

But this is even better.

The music makes pushing the trolley around more fun,

not like work at all. Watch.

Ah-ha-ha, look, look, even Trolley the donkey can't help moving.

Fuzzawubba! That gives me a monster idea.

The music is making her dance too.

-Maybe we can get Trolley to follow the luggage trolley.

-Ah!

-Ah!

-Then we can move her out of the way.

-Attention, everyone! Let's dance!

THEY CHEER

# You really can't be going Oh say it isn't true

# The Furchester will never be As furry without you

# So don't check out Don't check out

# Please please please Please don't go

# Don't check out Don't check out

# No no no no no no no Please please don't check out!

THEY PARTY

# Farewell from The Furchester Hotel! #