Mum!
Dad!
Bingo!
Bluey!
You did!
I didn't!
You did!
I did not!
Did!
Hey, what's going on?
Dad blew off right in my face!
I did not.
Oh, Bandit! That's a new low.
I didn't do it! Why doesn't anyone believe me?
Cos you're the king of fluffies.
I know how to settle this.
Yeah, whack him!
What? No!
Family meeting.
This episode of Bluey is called
Family Meeting.
Time to pay, fluffy king.
Sorry! I just had to put my curlers in.
Alright, three rules.
One person talks at a time.
Everyone says 'fluffy'
when talking about Dad's fluffy.
Alleged fluffy.
And most importantly,
everyone tells the truth.
Yes, you.
Did we say 'Dad fluffied'
or 'Dad fluffed'?
Allegedly.
Either.
What about 'he was baking brownies?'
Allegedly!
Enough!
What does allegebly mean?
It means you both get to tell your side of the story
and then I decide who's telling the truth. Okay?
Yes, Your Honour.
Ooh, I like that.
Fourth rule. Everyone calls me 'Your Honour.'
Okay, Bluey, you first.
Yes, Your Honour.
It all happened this morning.
Mum, this is you asleep.
This is me.
And where was Dad?
Here!
Hey, Your Honour!
I'll allow it.
So I was just here, um, doing something
and Dad got out of bed,
turned and fluffied right in my face.
Well, I've heard enough.
Hey, hang on.
Oh, yeah. Your side. Make it quick.
Hey, give em here. Check it.
Mum was here sleeping, looking gorgeous as usual.
Oh, well.
Hey! You're trying to make Mum like you more.
I got up, went downstairs
and got embroiled in this mess.
Hey!
What?
You missed the bit where you fluffied.
Allegebly.
It just doesn't sound like the sort of thing I'd do.
Oh, yes, it does!
What?
Hey, Bingo, pull my finger.
Okay.
Bingo, no!
Well, fair enough. But on the morning of this morning
I did not bake a brownie.
Ooh, I've got an idea.
Is this what you had for breakfast yesterday?
Baked beans on wheat toast?
Yep.
Bingo, what's the fluffy level on this?
High.
Thank you. And then what did you have for lunch, Mr. Heeler?
Oh, just some, ah, sauerkraut.
Excuse me?
Sauerkraut.
Bingo? Fluffy level?
Now, we had dinner at Indy's house, didn't we?
Yep.
Can you tell us what you ate?
Ah, I'm not sure I ate much.
Mr. Heeler!
Okay, I've had a vegan nut roast.
Oh, dear.
Anything else?
Ah, nothing comes to mind.
Really?
Nothing from the petrol station on the way home
that might have come in this tray?
Oh, well, maybe I had a pie.
Oh, Bandit!
Well, all I'd had was nut roast!
Bingo, where is the fluffy meter now?
At the top.
Sounds like you were ready to blow.
My food choices are not on trial!
Bingo, on the morning of this morning,
did you see Dad fluffy in my face?
Yes, I did.
Oh, what?
Bingo, you weren't even there!
Yes, I was!
Thank you, Bingo. You can leave.
Here's a lollipop.
Hey, Your Honour!
Bingo, are you fibbing to get a lollipop?
Yes!
Give me that.
Ohh!
Everyone forget that bit.
Bluey, that has not helped your case.
Remember, the truth will set you free.
Okay, Mum.
I would like to call on... Mum!
Me?
Mrs Heeler, on the morning of this morning,
you didn't hear me fluffy, did you?
No.
Let's repeat that. You didn't hear me fluffy.
Cos she was asleep.
Yeah. Well, I wasn't asleep, I was dozing.
I mean, I heard you get up and move the bedside table.
What?
Oh, really?
Tell me about this bedside table.
Ah, no further questions, Your Honour.
You can go now. Come on, git.
Well, Dad charges the tablet
on his bedside table at night,
and sometimes he knocks it off when he gets up
and he has to move the table to get it,
and it makes this horrible scraping sound like... rearghh!
Oh, no.
He didn't move the table!
That sound was the fluffy.
Bandit!
Well, maybe we should hear from, um, that guy!
What guy?
He's running away?
Get him, kids!
You'll never catch me alive!
Freedom!
Get off me!
Is there something you'd like to say?
Whoever smelt it dealt it?
Mr. Heeler!
Okay, okay. I fluffied.
In your child's face.
Her face is at bum level.
It's hard not to.
Well, I seem to manage.
Oh, like you don't bake the odd brownie.
Bandit!
That could have been me.
I sentence you to one hour playing horsey ride
with the defendant and her sister.
Hooray!
See, Bluey?
The truth will set you free.
Well, let's test that out, shall we?
I have one last question.
Okay.
The truth's gonna set someone free.
Bluey,
what were you doing at bum level
on the morning of this morning?
Bluey?
Okay, I was playing computer games on the tablet.
Even though Mum said you weren't allowed
to play computer games till the weekend?
Yes.
Bluey Christine Heeler!
I sentence both of you to horsey rides.
Saddle up, Bingo.
Hooray!
Hey!
I'm sorry, Dad.
I'm sorry, Bluey.
Okay, family meeting over. Everyone out.
Come on! Quickly!
Why do we have to leave so fast?
Yeah, what's the hurry?
Come on. Out!
Hang on.
What's that smell?
Out! Out! Come on!
Mum fluffied!