VeggieTales: Are You My Neighbor? Page #2

Season #1 Episode #3

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Larry:
Hello?

Bob:
(voice over) Said the boy with his head in a hole.

Larry:
I seem to have fallen. I seem to be stuck. But now you're here, well, I guess I'm in luck.

Mayor:
Oh dear.

Bob:
(voice over) Said the Mayor observing the shoe.

Mayor:
A fellow in need and he's flibbian, too. Young man, I have noticed your dire situation and please rest assured that I share your frustration. But, how can I put this, oh what can I say? Maybe you'll understand it better this way.

Larry:
Is that music?

Mayor:
(sings) I'm busy, busy, dreadfully busy, You've no idea what I have to do. Busy, busy, shockingly busy, Much, much too busy for you!

Larry:
Oh, I see.

Bob:
(voice over) As soon as the Mayor had finished his song, a Flibbian doctor came strolling along.

Doctor:
Out of my way!

Bob:
(voice over) She said, starting to slide.

Doctor:
If you and your pickle, would please step aside: I'm very important - I can't stand and chat.

Mayor:
Why that's not my pickle - I found him like that! Besides, it so happens, I'm noteworthy too. Why, I am the Mayor of Flibber-O-Loo.

Larry:
Um, um... I'm a cucumber!

Doctor:
I see.

Bob:
(voice over) Said the doctor.

Doctor:
Then you'll understand, without an appointment, I can't lend a hand. There's folks with bronchitis, kids with the flu.

Bob:
(voice over) She said to the Mayor of Flibber-O-Loo.

Doctor:
And if I'm not mistaken, you're quite busy, too.

Bob:
(voice over) Well, they talked about schedules, compared daily planners, till finally a voice said.

Larry:
Please pardon my manners - I don't mean to bug you, I see that you're busy, but being inverted has made me quite dizzy.

Bob:
(voice over) The two other flibbians paused for a while, they looked at each other, then said, with a smile.

Mayor and Doctor: (singing) We're busy, busy, dreadfully busy, You've no idea what we have to do. Busy, busy, shockingly busy, Much, much too busy for you! We're busy, busy, frightfully busy, More than a bumblebee, more than an ant! Busy, busy, horribly busy, We'd like to help but we can't!

Mayor:
Ta-ta!

Bob:
(voice over) Oh, it was just dreadful, how could they desert their poor Flibbian friend with his head in the dirt?

Larry:
That's it then, I'm finished, I'll die here down under. If they would not help, then who would?

Bob:
(voice over) He wondered. But wait, someone else on the road overhead. Would they help our friend, beaten up, left for dead? Oh look, on his head, not a shoe, but a pot! Why this little guy was from Jibber-de-lot. Would he help a Flibbian? Certainly not! The boy with a pot saw our friend with the shoe.

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