Mum!
Dad!
Bingo!
Bluey!
Oh, man.
Oh, man!
Are you copying me?
Oh, boy.
This episode of Bluey is called
Copycat.
I am Bluey and I stink like a monkey's butt!
I am Bluey and I stink like a monkey's butt.
Well, good that we can agree on that, then.
Time for my morning walk.
I like to walk really far and I like to walk like this!
Like those guys in the Olympics.
Morning, Wendy!
Do you know I like to smack my bum as hard as I can?
Where were you on that one?
-Stop copying me! -Stop copying me!
Hey, Dad, stop.
It's a bird!
But it's on the ground.
It's a little budgie.
Is it okay?
Mm, no, it looks hurt.
What do we do?
We'd better get him some help.
Here, come here. Oww!
He nipped me! Toughen up, Bandit!
He's scared.
Bluey,
run inside and get a shoebox and a teatowel
to make a little bed for him.
Okay.
Um, which one?
Big Ben or Outback?
Hurry up, Bluey!
Outback.
Come here.
Oh, be careful!
He's as light as a feather.
There you go, little mate.
Warm and toasty.
What do we do now?
We go to the vet.
Are birds meant to drive in cars?
No, they usually fly.
What if the seatbelt doesn't fit?
Don't worry, I know just what to do.
You're a good seatbelt, Dad.
Thanks. It's green, mate!
Get off your phone!
Arghh! Keep being the seatbelt!
Watch out for cars.
Excuse me, we found this little fella.
I think a cat might have got to him.
Oh, thank you. Come here, little one.
I'll get him to our vet.
Good luck, little mate.
Will the budgie be okay?
I don't know. He looked pretty knocked around.
I hope he is.
I'm sorry.
It's bad news, I'm afraid.
The little budgie died.
Oh. Okay.
Oh, sorry, kiddo. Come here.
Dad?
Yes, mate?
I don't want the budgie to have died.
I know, me neither.
But there's nothing we can do.
It's out of our hands.
Are you sure he won't get better?
Yeah, I'm sure.
Oh, Bluey.
Bingo?
Yeah?
Can you pretend to be a budgie?
Okay.
Oh, gidday little fella.
You look hurt.
We best get you some help.
Bingo, you have to nip me.
Okay.
Oww! Bingo! That wasn't a nip!
That was a chomp!
Toughen up, Bluey.
I'll get you a shoebox.
Come on, little mate.
Light... as a feather!
There you go, little mate. You'll be nice and toasty in here.
Now, let's get you to the vet's!
It's green, mate! Put your phone call away!
Gotta watch out for cars.
There... you... go!
Hello, dear, what seems to be the matter?
I think a cat beat this fella up.
Oh, goodness, come here.
Take a seat.
I'll take him to see our vet.
Good luck, little mate.
I hope the poor little budgie's okay.
But I'm pretty sure he won't be.
I've got good news!
Your bird is okay.
Oh, no, no, Mum,
you have to pretend it's bad news
that the budgie's dead.
Oh. Are you sure?
Yeah, I'm sure.
Okay, um, I have bad news.
Oh, did the budgie die?
I'm afraid she did.
Oh, okay.
Bingo, what are you doing?
You're not supposed to be better!
Hmm, we probably should have told the budgie.
This isn't how you wanted the game to go, is it?
No. That's okay.
There's nothing we can do.
It's out of our hands.
Hey, Bluey, I just realised.
You've stopped copying me.
Oh yeah!
What is Bingo doing?