Oddball Page #4

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next step in your town's image.

You want tourism dollars, huh?

You want...

you want sustainable jobs?

You want a solution that fits

with your outdoorsy image?

- Looking good, Mr Slater.

- The WWW.

Warrnambool Whale Watchers.

I like that! That is sticky.

It's sticky. It's fresh.

It's right now.

Rich the whale watcher

is onto something.

We'll have the village

to show us the past

and we'll have the new centre

to show us the future.

- All in favour?

- COUNCILORS:
Aye.

Motion approved.

Hold on. We don't know

where their spot is yet.

- Yeah, sure we do.

- Middle Island.

What? How did you know that?

Like I said, these guys pitch

the same thing every meeting.

(CHUCKLES)

SWAMPY:
Ah, crunch time.

So we camp on the island

with Oddball

and if everything goes alright,

he's on his own.

Drop-offs after dark

and pick-ups before dawn.

I'll need to have a little chat

with Jack beforehand.

We can't have him interfering,

can we?

I think I know

how to deal with Mum.

Great!

- (CHOPPING)

- OLIVIA:
You never cook dinner.

You definitely like him.

(CHUCKLES)

BRADLEY:
We can't

announce whales just yet.

I just need some time to work

a couple of things out.

Yes, yes. I am painfully aware

of what is at stake, sir.

Uh, no, this is

not a flip-flop. No, sir.

I will do whatever it takes

to get this job done.

Okay? And we can announce

at the re-reopening.

Does that sound good?

- H-hello?

- Hey!

- Hey!

- Want a chat?

- OLIVIA:
I've got my shoes on.

- I noticed.

I didn't want to say anything.

They look really good.

Yeah, thanks. They are nice.

I really miss my morning

visits with Oddball.

I asked Mum to let me

stay over at Grandads

for a bit so I could see him,

but after everything that's

happened, she said no.

But... if you were to take her

out of town this weekend,

I'd have to stay somewhere.

- (CHUCKLES)

- (LAUGHS)

EMILY:
Alright,

dinner's ready, guys.

CRASH - Oh! Whoa!

- That's gonna hurt.

- (LAUGHS)

- (GIGGLES)

- EMILY:
Sorry!

Maybe next time

we'll get takeaway, huh?

- (CHUCKLES)

- Anyway. Goodnight, sweetie.

Tell me the story.

Please?

The way Grandma

used to tell it.

Uh, Well...

Some people

call them little penguins.

But fairy penguins

is the name they prefer.

And they're small and quick.

Here one minute, gone the next.

And every time you see them,

they use their special magic

on you to make you smile.

If you get up early enough

in the morning,

you'll see them

marching down the cliff,

parading to the water

on their way to fish.

But even

if their fishing adventures

take them

hundreds of miles away,

they never forget where home is

because they depend

on each other.

(ROOSTER CROWS)

(BARKS)

BRADLEY:
We really appreciate

you looking after Livvie.

- It means a lot to us.

- Oh, no worries.

You two need some alone time,

I reckon.

- EMILY:
Promise?

- OLIVIA:
Yeah.

Well, listen to your grandad, okay?

- Actually, Dad?

- SWAMPY:
Yeah?

- Listen to Livvie.

- Yeah.

- Love you.

- Love you, Mum.

- 'Bye!

- Love you!

(ENGINE STARTS)

- See you, darl.

- 'Bye!

- Have a great time!

- (EMILY LAUGHS) 'Bye!

How long do we have to

keep waving for?

A little longer.

Are you packed?

- Yep. All set to go.

- OLIVIA:
Cool.

- Is that long enough?

- That should do it.

Evening, Jackie boy.

Swampy. What are you doing?

You're going to be seeing

some strange things down here

that I need you not to notice.

- Not notice what?

- Exactly.

Hang on, what about Emily?

We're down to 15 penguins,

mate.

Well, she is the reason

I'm doing what I'm doing.

I'm just here

to catch foxes, sir.

Ding! Correct answer,

Jackie boy.

Correct answer.

(ODDBALL BARKS)

(GRUNTS) Up!

- Off we go.

- (BARKS)

Next stop, Middle Island.

(BARKS)

Come on, darl.

No time to waste.

Only a week

until the penguin count.

- Oddy's keen to get up.

- (BARKS)

Give us your hand, love.

There you go.

(SIGHS) Alright.

You look like a Maremma.

Heck, you even

sound like a Maremma.

But I want you to show me

that somewhere

inside that crazy dog routine

you've got going on

that you actually

are a Maremma.

Let's go save

some penguins, eh?

Right.

Actually, Livvie,

you should do this.

I don't think they can jail

a minor. (CLEARS THROAT)

- Risk it for the biscuit.

- That's right.

- Are you alright?

- Yeah.

SWAMPY:
That's it, Oddy.

Get used to that penguin scent.

(POCKET CHIRPS)

SWAMPY:
Don't worry, mate.

Your friends will be here soon.

(WHISPERS) Hey, here they come.

- OLIVIA:
(WHISPERS) Oh, wow.

- SWAMPY:
Ooh! (CHUCKLES)

Go on, Pocket.

Go see your friends.

(PENGUINS CHIRP)

SWAMPY:
Now, let's see

what Oddy's made of.

- SWAMPY:
Ah!

- (CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLES)

Oh. (CHUCKLES)

What do you know?

This might actually work.

(SINISTER MUSIC)

(GROWLS, THEN BARKS)

What's happening?

(CONTINUES BARKING)

Ha.

(CHUCKLES)

(GENTLE MUSIC)

OLIVIA:
Grandma's proud of us.

SWAMPY:
How do you figure that?

OLIVIA:
Well... when it's Windy,

she's blowing us kisses.

And when the sun sparkles

off the water, she's laughing.

And up there,

she's on every star in the sky

looking out for us.

Who's told you that?

Mum did.

She tells me all the time.

EMILY:
You can see half

the world from up here.

I sound so small town.

(LAUGHS) I'm sorry.

Not at all.

If you want to see

the other half of the world,

maybe we could start

with New York.

Yeah, maybe.

- Maybe?

- (CHUCKLES) Maybe.

- Yeah, maybe.

- I'll take that as a yes.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Oddy, mate, get off me!

- Give it a break, huh?

- Get up, sleepyhead.

We've got to get off the island

before Zoe gets here.

Alright, alright,

just give us a minute, will you?

- (ALARM CLOCK RINGS)

- (GROANS)

SWAMPY:
You realise if Oddy

nails his solo run tonight,

we are tickety-boo. (LAUGHS)

Not a word to your mum,

alright? Hmm?

Pinky?

(HORN TOOTS)

- EMILY:
Hi!

- Hi, Mum!

Oh, I missed you.

You and Grandad didn't

get into any trouble, did you?

Trouble? Us? Of course not!

- (EMILY LAUGHS)

- How was your trip?

EMILY:
Oh, you know, I think

I might've caught the travel bug.

- (LAUGHS)

- Oh, this is for you.

This is for your adventures.

You can take pictures with it.

- You can make movies.

- Cool! Thanks.

EMILY:
I even missed you,

you hairball.

(LAUGHS) Hey?

Thanks for looking

after Liv, Dad.

I hope it wasn't too much.

OLIVIA:
My friend has one.

You can put all your meetings

in there.

OLIVIA:
Mm-hm. Her one's pink.

Yeah, it's so cool.

Never as much as you want.

(PENGUINS SQUAWK, CHIRRUP)

SWAMPY:
And good evening,

Pocket.

Off you go, mate.

Hang on. What have we got here?

- (CHIRRUPS)

- Hey, she's got her eye on you!

You're right. You're looking

good. Your Wing's all better.

Hey, mate, she's coming over.

- Go on. Go and say hello.

- (PENGUIN CHIRPS)

You've got your tuxedo on.

Ask her to dance.

(LAUGHS)

Whoops!

Okay, so you're not a dancer.

- Can you sing?

- (TRILLS)

There you go.

(GRUNTS, CHIRPS)

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