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This is the transcript for the episode, "Jelly Pox".
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[The episode opens at the Shark House. Loud sneezes were heard, which caused the screen to shake. In the living room, Baby Shark and Mommy Shark were feeling very ill, with purple spots all over their faces.]
Baby Shark: Are you sure I have the jelly pox? I feel... [sneezes] Fine as a flounder.
Mommy Shark: Sure as a... [sneezes] Shark.
Daddy Shark: [arrives with cups of tea] Well, you sick sea doggies are in luck 'cause the jelly pox are no match for... [visions himself as a super doctor] Dr. Daddy Shark, DDS!
Mommy Shark: [cuts back to reality] Honey, you're a dentist, [rolls her eyes] not a medical doctor.
Daddy Shark: But a doctor all the same. And I'm prescribing you both [holds up his fins and tail] with my three easy steps to feel better. [patting a pillow for a drumroll]
Baby Shark: [feeling sneeze coming] Ah... Ah...
Daddy Shark: [covers Baby's mouth] Covering your sneezes, [stops Mommy from getting up] staying home, [tosses a bunch of pillows] and resting!
Mommy Shark: But I don't have time to be sick. My schedule is packed to the gills.
Baby Shark: Yeah. It's scuba scoop day at Iceberg Ice Cream. [sneezes as Daddy covers his face with his tail] I told William I'd try the new slide, the plank slide, at the Wreck, [as a sneeze builds up] and... and... and... [sneezes] This weekend is Hank's big birthday bash. [holds an invitation] William and I always come up with a surprise gift for him. [sneezes softly into the invitation]
Daddy Shark: [laughs] Sounds like those three things are the exact opposite of what you need to feel better.
Baby Shark & Mommy Shark: [with pleading eyes] But-
Daddy Shark: No buts. You two are resting until you're better. Dr. Daddy's orders. [winks]
[Then it shows Grandpa Shark dressed as a rockstar and playing his Eel-ectric guitar as a song starts. And Daddy Shark is dressed as a rockstar doctor.]
Daddy Shark: ♫ When you're sick and sneezy, call... ♫
Daddy Shark & Baby Shark: ♫ Dr. Daddy ♫
[Daddy Shark gives Baby Shark a checkup, with Grandma Shark as the nurse.]
Daddy Shark: ♫ The cure is easy, I guarantee ♫
♫ I'll make you feel better, I'm... ♫
Daddy Shark & Chorus: ♫ Dr. Daddy ♫
Daddy Shark: ♫ So come on, listen to me ♫
(Mommy Shark: Ah-choo!)
♫ It's as easy as one, two, three ♫
(Baby Shark: Ah-choo!)
Daddy Shark & Chorus: ♫ One ♫
[Mommy Shark uses a tissue to cover Baby Shark's sneeze.]
Daddy Shark & Chorus: ♫ You've got to cover your sneeze ♫
[Then Mommy sneezed germs all over the screen.]
Daddy Shark: ♫ Or germs will spread all over the seas ♫
Daddy Shark & Chorus: ♫ And two ♫
[Baby Shark tries to sneak out of the house.]
Daddy Shark & Chorus: ♫ You've got to stay at home ♫
[Until Daddy Shark stops him. Then it shows Baby Shark in bed.]
Daddy Shark: ♫ 'Cause germs will follow wherever you go ♫
Daddy Shark & Chorus: ♫ And three ♫
Daddy Shark: ♫ If you wanna feel your best ♫
[Baby Shark and Mommy Shark rest on recliners.]
Daddy Shark: ♫ Just kick off your fins ♫
Daddy Shark & Chorus: ♫ And rest, rest, rest ♫
Baby Shark & Mommy Shark: Ah-choo, ah-choo, Ah... CHOO!
Daddy Shark: ♫ Cover your sneeze, I'm... ♫
Daddy Shark & Chorus: ♫ Dr. Daddy ♫
Daddy Shark: ♫ Stay at home with your family ♫
[Daddy Shark wears a leather jacket with a crossed-off germ on the back.]
Daddy Shark: ♫ Rest in bed says... ♫
Daddy Shark & Chorus: ♫ Dr. Daddy ♫
Daddy Shark: * So come on, listen to me *
(Baby Shark: Ah-choo!)
♫ It's as easy as one, two, three ♫
I'm Dr. Daddy.
[Daddy Shark wears a pair of sunglasses, and winks at the viewers. The song ends.]
Mommy Shark: [understands, shrugs] Well, I think I'm gonna take Daddy's advice.
Daddy Shark: [grinning] Huh? Huh?
Mommy Shark: [smiles] Excuse me. Dr. Daddy's advice. And take a nap. [swims off]
Daddy Shark: That's the spirit. [gasps]
[Daddy Shark sprays disinfecting spray on the spot on the couch Mommy Shark sat on, and wipes it.]
Baby Shark: [gets the message] Cover my sneeze, stay home, and rest. Got it. [but starts to leave anyway] Well, I'm gonna go see what William's up to.
Daddy Shark: [stops Baby Shark] Whoa. Not so fast, sickie shark. [picks him up]
Baby Shark: But I don't wanna miss out on anything. There's gotta be a faster way to get healthy.
Daddy Shark: Well, there isn't. [sets Baby in bed, tucks him in] You can't beat a nice, long nap.
Baby Shark: [holds up manatee toy] But Manny T can't nap either.
Daddy Shark: [lowers toy] Well, Manny T is just gonna have to try. [kisses Baby, then swims off]
[Baby Shark tries his best to rest, but as time went by, he wasn't getting any better as he just kept lying in bed uncomfortably. Then William arrived.]
William: You're in bed? [Baby opens his eyes and looks up at him] But it's scuba scoop time! Let's figure out the perfect birthday gift for Hank while we eat.
Baby Shark: [throws blanket off, excited] Hooray! Scuba scoops, here we swoop. [flips, but feels woozy]
William: Are you... okay?
Baby Shark: Oh, I'm totally fine. It's just that my dad says I need to rest until I'm 100% better. [sneezes, then wraps his fin around William] Which luckily, I am.
William: [gets out of Baby's grip] Uh-huh. Are you sure you're not sick?
Baby Shark: I'm sure. I'm sure. But maybe my dad shouldn't see me leave. [gets close to William] He thinks I should be resting.
William: Hmm. [with an idea] I might be able to think of something.
[In the kitchen, William sprinkles pepper on the table.]
William: Goodness gills! Look at all these germs.
[The camera pans to Daddy Shark wearing goggles, gloves, an apron, and a mask.]
Daddy Shark: Germs? [camera zooms out to show him with a power washer machine] Good thing I bought this power washer.
[Daddy revs up the power washer engine, and starts spraying water in the kitchen. While he was doing that, William helps Baby Shark sneak out of the house.]
Daddy Shark: Sorry, germs. This is Daddy's house.
[At Iceberg Ice Cream, the penguin scooper sets a scoop of ice cream down a fishy's snorkel for her to gulp down.]
Pink Fishy: [gulps] Mmm.
[Many fishies wearing scuba masks wait in line to get ice cream.]
William: What flavor should I get? Algae swirl, [puts on scuba mask] bubble chum? [impatiently] Ugh, why is the line so long?
Baby Shark: Everyfishy... [sneezes] Loves... [sneezes] Scuba Scoop... [sneezes] Day. [sneezes]
William: Baby.
Baby Shark: [as he and William get to the front] Relax. I'm fine. [inhales snot in his nose, then exhales calmly]
William: [to penguin scooper] Two scoops of sea salt caramel kelp, please.
[The penguin scooper adds two ice cream scoops into William's snorkel, and he gulps them down.]
William: Mmm. [licks his lips] And make that a double [points to Baby Shark] for my friend here.
[Baby Shark shivers as he was feeling more sick.]
William: [gets a little worried] Um, Baby, you don't look so good. Like, even worse than before. I hate to say it, but I think you're still sick.
Baby Shark: [doubting] Sick? Me? Fin-possible. I feel like a [close-up of his sick face] million sand dollars. Heh.
[The penguin scooper adds an ice cream scoop into Baby's snorkel. He tries to gulp it down, but he suddenly felt a sneeze coming. Then he dramatically sneezed the scoop out through his snorkel and onto William.]
Baby Shark: Whoops. Sorry... about that.
William: We gotta get you out of here. We can brainstorm gifts for Hank later.
[Baby Shark and William leave the ice cream parlor.]
Red Fishy: [shrugs] Mm-mm-mm?
[Back at the Shark House, Baby Shark was back in his room.]
Daddy Shark: You're gonna need even more rest now. [tucks Baby in bed, sighs] I'll get you some soup while you relax.
Baby Shark: But Mommy isn't resting anymore.
Daddy Shark: That's because she listened to Dr. Daddy. [as Mommy is seen with no spots on her face] Getting sick means...
Mommy Shark: [finishing Daddy's sentence] Means you need to rest. [giggles]
Daddy Shark: Wow. Sounds like you have a good doctor. Spoiler alert: It's me. I'm a doctor.
Mommy Shark: [as she and Daddy leave the room] Somehow, I saw that coming.
William: Don't worry, Baby. I'll come up with a good birthday surprise for Hank while you get some shut-eye.
Baby Shark: But we always do it together. [tosses blanket onto William] When it comes to brainstorming, two brains are better than one.
William: Well, okay. So what's your brain... storming?
Baby Shark: If I have to rest, let's make it the most extreme resting possible. That way, I'll be better in time to do everything. [close-up for his face] Time to go pro. Pro resting. [visions himself as wrestling referee] Let's get ready to rest! [sneezes as it goes back to reality]
[Later, William has added some modifications and upgrades to Grandpa Shark's recliner, with Baby Shark sitting in it.]
William: Check it out. Climate control if you're hot. [breeze blows on Baby's face] Humidifier if you're dry. [steam cools down Baby] And cup holders for tea, water, [pours drink into a cup] and marina mix.
Baby Shark: [drinks marina mix] Feeling better all... [feeling sneeze coming] Ah... Ah...
William: [concerned] C-Cover your...
[Baby Shark sneezes the marina mix out of the cup, with some getting on William]
William: [deadpan] Sneeze. [wipes it off his eyes]
Baby Shark: [covered in marina mix] Oopsies. Sorry.
William: Maybe we should make resting a little more- I don't know... restful. Just a thought.
[Baby Shark blinks while showing a nervous smile.]
[The scene cuts to a shot through a periscope as it shows little fishies bouncing off a plank and down a slide at the Wreck.]
Baby Shark: [offscreen] It's official. [cuts to him at the periscope while William pats the side of his head] We missed the grand opening of the slide the plank slide.
William: [gets marina mix out of his ear] That marina mix took a long time to clean up. Guess we'll be the last ones to slide overboard. [flops to the floor] Oh, well.
Baby Shark: [also flops to the floor, then sneezes] If I'm gonna be better in time for Hank's birthday, we should try another... "get healthy quick" strategy. [unable to get up, groans heavily]
William: [approaches Baby Shark, feeling bad for him] Baby, we've tried everything under the sea, and none of this is making you better faster. It's time for you to actually listen to Dr. Dad and rest for real. [picks him up] Come on, big bud.
Baby Shark: But we still have to think of a surprise for Hank.
William: You take it easy. I can handle it.
Baby Shark: [as William tucks him in bed] What if we do a surprise party? And here's the real surprise. We tell him ahead of time.
William: [blinks] Doesn't that sort of defeat the surprise part of it?
Baby Shark: [understands] Good point. [feeling an idea coming] Okay. This is it. This is a big idea. [close-up of his face] It's... [camera cuts back] a present.
William: [not understanding] Yes, but what is the present?
[And just like that, Baby Shark has finally fallen asleep. And when William noticed, he gave Baby his manatee toy.]
William: [sighs gladly] Finally.
[The scene transitions from night to day. Baby Shark wakes up, finally feeling better with no spots on his face.]
Baby Shark: Mommy? [gets out of bed] Daddy? [looks under a lamp] William? [gets back in bed] How long was I asleep?
Daddy Shark: [enters with cup of tea] Hey. Look who's up. How about a steaming mug of tidal tea?
Baby Shark: [gets out of bed] No need. I'm actually feeling better this time.
Daddy Shark: [gladly] I can see that. I guess getting some rest helped [winks] after all.
Baby Shark: No time to say I told you so. I gotta get to Hank's birthday. I hope William used one of my jaw-some present ideas. [swims off]
[Daddy Shark takes a sip of tea.]
[At Hank's house, little fishies cheered for Hank at his birthday party. Then he opens his present from Baby Shark and William.]
Baby Shark: Happy birthday, Hank.
William: Do you like your birthday surprise?
Baby Shark: We brainstormed really hard to come up with it.
[Hank got a tub of ice cream and a scuba mask.]
Hank: [amazed] Scuba scoop ice cream gear? Baby, William, it's perfect! Thank you.
Baby Shark: You're welcome, Hank. Though this may have been more of a William idea now that I think about it.
William: Just a little bit.
[Baby Shark and William laughed. Then Hank, who now had the scuba mask on, blows an ice cream scoop out of the snorkel and onto his blowhole, and then blows the scoop off his blowhole and into his mouth.]
Hank: [gulps] Yum!
[Hank's friends and other little fishies all laughed together.]
Chucks: Nice trick, Hank.
Baby Shark: I'm so glad I rested up in time to make it to your party, Hank. It was so fun!
Hank: Yep.
[Baby Shark and Hank laughed, when suddenly, Baby noticed William feeling a sneeze coming.]
William: Ah... Ah...
Baby Shark: William?
William: Ah...
[As William felt his sneeze building up, Baby Shark starts to panic, then he rushed William out of the house.]
William: Ah...!
Baby Shark: [as Hank, Vola, Chucks, and Goldie watched through window] NOOOOOOOOOO!!!
[William lets out a loud, dramatic sneeze with an explosion effect, and the screen shakes. Hank, Vola, Chucks, and Goldie blinked after seeing what happened.]
Baby Shark: [as William felt woozy] Uh-oh, William. I think you might have caught my jelly pox.
[A purple spot appears on William's face.]
William: But-
Baby Shark: No buts. I prescribing you three things: [taking William with him] Rest, covering your sneezes, and most importantly-
William: [gets the message] Getting me home. I know. But there is so much fun stuff I wanna do.
Baby Shark: Trust me. Dr. Baby Shark learned the hard way. And you deserve the best care [feeling guilty] since I probably definitely got you sick.
William: Can I sleep in your grandpa's epic recliner chair?
Baby Shark: Sure. If you don't mind a little marina mix on the headrest.
[William lets out another sneeze, making him jump in the air.]
[The End]