Kooky
- Year:
- 2010
- 95 min
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Ondra,
let's clean up this mess, okay?
Pick up your things
so I can vacuum.
These have had it.
You've got new ones.
- And what's this? - An airplane.
- It's broken.
You'll never play
with it again, will you?
You're a schoolboy,
but sometimes you act like a baby.
(be a big boy?)
You're going to have
to pull your socks up.
I don't think your friends
still play with teddy bears?
- And this one's falling apart.
- But it's Kooky.
I know dear, but if I stitch him up
he'll just tear somewhere else.
I'm sorry,
but Kooky's got to go.
Don't get it everywhere.
You don't want to start
wheezing again?
Cuddly toys are full of dust
and no good for you.
Bubbles can stay, she's washable.
But not this one.
And get him out of your face.
Good boy.
KOOKY:
The same way I'm allergic
to dust and cats,
Kooky is allergic to the dark.
It makes him feel bad.
It doesn't make him wheeze but
he's much better when it's Light again.
Tonight, I don't think
I'll go to my mum's bed.
When our house is on its side
it's too tricky to get there.
No running!
When a kid gets lost, he tells
someone where he lives and they take him home.
But Kooky's only a teddy bear
and he doesn't know where he lives.
- Ondra, get off!
- Homeless people dont know either.
Goddamn!
Because they dont have a home.
Now count.
One... two... three...
four... five... six...
Lucky you.
With your washable tag.
But Kooky's days are numbered.
Let's try praying for him.
Put your hands together.
We'll pray for him to Live.
Hands together
or the magic won't work.
You're not asleep yet?
Are you breathing all right?
Let's put Bubbles up here so
you won't breathe in her dust all night.
- Goodnight.
- Mum? - Yes?
- 'Night.
- 'Night.
Getup, Kooky, getup!
Oh God, do something!
Hocus Pocus Who do? You do!
Hey, cut it out!
Stay back! I'm a dangerous dust Bag -
I could put you in hospital.
No one gets out of here, no way.
He's getting away! Stop him!
Nothing leaves the dump.
That's the law.
Stop right there!
He's getting away! Stop him!
Hello, anyone there?
Don't bother trying to scare me
because my eyes are shut tight.
Don't even try it!
to run around here in.
I bet everything sticks to it.
Fake fur, isnt?
- What eh... who are you?
- I'm Kooky and I live in the city.
- What do you do?
- Not a lot.
So you're just for show? No job?
Ondra takes me to bed at night
and we play with Bubbles.
We pretend we're animals
hiding from the cold.
I see.
Each to their own,
but you don't belong here.
In the forest we dont
play games; this is real life.
Animals here have to fight
to survive and get cold for real!
- I want to go home.
- Good!
You don't fit in here!
You should go home.
I want to, but i don't
know how. - Oh, dear.
- I've trained them. Want to see?
- Yes please.
Hey, squirrels!
Pine cone to sector Bravo,
Sierra, Tango.
These burn rather well.
Stay here, I'll be back in a moment.
Or maybe you'd better come with me...
so nothing gets... broken.
Just don't tell anyone
what you do at home.
- You mean about the games?
- About what you are.
- What am I?
- You're a... cuddly toy.
So what? - Here we dont
go in for that sort thong.
HI, Captain! Who's that?
He's lost. I'm keeping an
eye on him.
Okay.
- Who was that? - Some god.
- A God?
Everyone here is the god of
something...a stream, a rock, etc.
Captain, will you let me go now?
I saw the strange light first.
Do you promise you'll stop strangling
everyone? - I promise!
Okay, cut him down,
he can join us.
- HI, Captain, want a lift?
- I'll walk.
- What's he the god of?
- Nothing. That's Nushka.
At last the Captains arrived.
- What have we here?
- A tree stump that plays music.
- is this really necessary?
- Shows you're in charge.
Silly old fart...
Friends, since the stump's been here
a long time
and has only just started to play music
it can only mean one thing.
Something is inside.
Friend or foe? Show yourself.
Come out!
No one's coming out.
Someone should take a look.
We won't hurt you.
We come in peace.
Hey, Pinky, are you poisonous?
- I'm not pink, I'm red.
- Come here. I want a bite you.
We like your music.
So don't be afraid. Come on out.
It's a machine.
- it's mine!
- I saw it first!
I saw lt first too!
It's all of ours.
Let's take it to the pub.
- What is it?
- To the Needles!
- Hurry!
- To the Needles!
- Needles? What? - Come now!
- wait for me!
- Keep up!
Hurry, hurry! To the Needles...
Keep up with me chaps!
Always the same.
We rush and I get crushed!
- Phew! That was close.
- Be quiet!
Shut-up.
I went back for it, so it's mine!
It belongs to all of us.
I knew something was up all along
but I waited for the Guardian.
But it was too noisy to hear
anything out there.
I heard. - So, why didn't
you say something?
Not my job. When the Captain hands over
to me, you'll hear in time.
- Shut up!
- Listen, what's that?
Who's that, damn it?
- Turn it off!
- It'll give us away!
Hit the red button!
Itll give us away!
Careful... Quiet!
- Who could it be?
- I'll go and find out.
Hey there! - I'm Captain
Goddamn, I'm the forest Guardian.
HI, Captain. We're looking
for a Little red fellow.
One that jumps and has bl eyes.
Seen him?
He's here. He's trying to find his
way home. You friends of his?
- Sure, we've come for him.
- Mr. Kooky, your friends are here!
- He can't escape out the back, right?
- So, you're not his friends?
He broke the law and must come
with us. - What did he do?
He left the dump and that's
against the law.
Here he is. - But I don't belong
in the dump! I just got lost.
- That's what they all say.
- Let me call Ondra. He'll tell you.
I'll use the machine
inside and prove it!
Damn it, let him!
And sound the all clear.
This better not be a trick.
- Look, hands!
- They shook hands! - How nice.
- Two...
- Hey, that looks like me.
When that phone dies
we'll take it away too.
We'll take away anything
that doesn't belong in the forest.
We get a reward for every capture,
and you get order in your forest.
If you want to clean up,
take away the dead branches.
- But they belong here.
- A bit picky, aren't we!
Obviously, these tops
shouldn't be in the woods.
- They belong in the dump.
- Don't touch them! They're mine.
But they don't belong here, do they?
- Hey, it wasn't easy to find them.
- What else would we drlnk from?
All right, but you don't
need that fellow here.
- Yes...
- Sure...
- So we can take him away?
- Why not?
What's in it for us? Could you
move some rocks for me?
- They're too heavy for me.
- That's the spirit!
We can strike a deal
like intelligent creatures.
Listen!
What is it? What's happening?
- Helllloooo...
- Hello?
It's Kooky. They want to take me
to the dump.
Tell them I have a home.
Please come and get me!
Helllloooo...
Hello?
- Who was it, mum?
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