WILLA’SóWILDóLIFEóEPó23 ♪ What would you do
if you had your own zoo? ♪ ♪ Would you bounce on a bear?
Let a giraffe brush your hair? ♪ ♪ Have an elephant
pick out your underwear? ♪ ♪ Willa, Willa ♪ ♪ Will your wildlife stay
and play a while? ♪ ♪ Because it’s so much fun
playing Willa style ♪ ♪ ♪ Willa, Willa ♪ ♪ Willa’s Wild Life ♪ Willa’s Wild Life! (Music playing) Hey, let’s go see
what’s going on! ♪ Sara, Kara and Lara must be
practicing for the Tri-City Twirl-O-Rama. I’ll bet she’s even going to do
her extra special baton trick. Oh, I love batons!
Look at them twirl. Ouch! I can’t twirl,
but maybe I can kick like that. (Kids laughing) Willetta! You and
your clumsy animals. You ruined our rehearsal! I’m so sorry. We didn’t mean to. Well, at least
no one got hurt. Ow, my ankle! (Moaning) My dream of winning the
Tri-City Twirl-O-Rama with my personal triple twirl
roll-out is fading… fading… Oh! Oh, woe is me. How is that? Is this okay? I wouldn’t say it’s
‘comfortable’, but it will have to do until
my chauffeur arrives and takes me somewhere where
I won’t feel such agony. Can I get you anything? It won’t make the pain go away, but some lemonade
would quench my thirst. Sure. Freshly squeezed. We’ll have some lemonade too. And some pillows for
these rock-hard chairs. They’re so bossy. Why are you doing everything
they say, Willa? It’s my fault Sara’s hurt.
It’s the least I can do. No. It’s my fault.
Oh why did I have to trip? Hello. I wonder why Gladys
is working for those girls. Maybe it has something to do
with that weird stick? Is this okay? Where’s the mint leaf? Everyone knows you can’t drink
lemonade without a mint leaf… aren’t I suffering enough? I want a fan, it’s too hot. Fluffier! And more shade. Bring us some markers.
The sparkly kind! And no flimsy paper. We need thick paper to write on. And make sure you have those
animal-shaped ice cubes for my lemonade.
But no elephant shapes. They remind me of…
the incident. I want soft slippers. But make sure they’re made out
of cotton. Organic cotton. Soft slippers, sparkly pens,
thick paper, ice cubes, no elephants. Got it. Bob’s moving in. Hmmm and hmmm. What do you suppose it is,
fellas? Maybe it’s a giraffe’s
toothpick? Nah! Of course! It’s a double sided,
rubber tipped golf club. Must be a new style.
Didn’t recognize it. (Glass shattering) Uh oh. This is fun, having Willy and her animals
pamper us. I was thinking…
and I came up with a new kick for the Tri-City
Twirl-O-Rama. Look. What! Willa! I just saw Sara standing!
She’s not hurt at all! What? Oh… So we’re being
played for suckers, huh? I say we kanga-kick
those three out of here. There’s got to be an
explanation. Maybe her ankle got better. Right. And I’m a woolly mammoth. I thought you were
an alligator. Hey, Sara… Is your ankle
feeling better? Sadly, no. But, weren’t you
just standing up? What? No, that’s impossible. You must have seen Kara. I only hope that one day my
ankle will be fully healed and I can compete in the
Tri-City Twirl-O-Rama. Okay, Sara is definitely faking. Phew! I’m so glad I didn’t
really hurt her. But why would she
pretend to be hurt? Well I say we show her
why we’re called animals. Oh Gus! What we need is proof
that she’s pretending. We need to be there when Sara
gets out of that chair. How’s that, Sara? That ear is fanning a
little to far to the left. (Roaring) Winnie, your alligator
needs a breath mint And our glasses are empty. They won’t fill
themselves, you know. I can’t believe it.
I must be losing my touch. I thought you three
might be bored, so I’ve arranged for
some entertainment. Announcing the world famous
seals: Steve and Edie! Performing their fantastic
fish juggling act! Fish juggling? That’s right.
Stinky, smelly fish juggling. Are you crazy Bob?
That stick is not a magic wand. That was amusing, Wilburta, but what would really take my
mind off my suffering are some magazines. Giraffe Monthly?
Amazing Alligators? The Wonderful World of Walruses? What kind of magazines
are these? Oh no! It’s Tiny
and Lou’s bath time! The magazines are
a little damp now. I do so hate to be a bother,
but with my hurt ankle… We’ll need fresh
magazines. Lots. I wish for our very
own iceberg! No! An automated
feather fluffer! Good going, Blinky.
You broke it. We’ll never get
Sara out of that chair. Worse. What if she
never leaves?! Don’t say that!
I don’t think I could listen to her talking about how
wonderful she is any more. That’s it, KoKo! I know the perfect way to get
rid of Sara, Kara and Lara… (Whispering) I hope Gladys’s boss won’t
notice her magic wand is broken. Hey Sara, Kara and Lara. I just wanted to be super sure
you’re extra comfy and have what you need.
Is everything okay? If you call missing the
Twirl-O-Rama “okay,” then we’re just peachy. It’s not me I’m worried about…
it’s Kara and Lara. They’ll be missing out too. Oh don’t worry about them,
they won’t miss the competition. Well, we’re a team.
They can’t do it without me. Exactly. That’s why I’m going
to be taking your place. It’s the least
I could do for you. No, no no no no, Wilby. You
can’t possibly take my place. Of course I can. I’ll just wear your uniform. How hard can it be? Oopsie! And now for
Sara’s famous twirl, ‘The triple twirl roll-out!’ Nooo! Stop it! This is how you do
the triple twirl roll-out. ♪ Yes! That was great, Sara. And look! Your ankle
is all better. Ah, umm, I… (Car horn honking) Oh… that’s my chauffeur.
Got to go! Thanks Bye. Phew! You know, it’s always better to
tell the truth. But sometimes, when someone
isn’t telling the truth… …you have to
help them tell it. Ta-da! Um, I’m kind of stuck here.
Can someone help me get up? Let’s go, Willa. Time for my
weekly golf game with your Dad. Um, Gus? When have you ever
played golf with my Dad? Only every Saturday morning. He wears a silly hat.
I snatch it. He chases me. I eat it. And that’s how
we play Alligator Golf. I don’t know if Dad
thinks Alligator Golf is as fun as you do. Oh yeah? If he didn’t like it, why does he buy a
new hat every week huh? Gus, come back here with that. Come on Gus, hand it over. There’s my sunny girl.
Morning. Morning, Dad. Aren’t you going
to play golf today? No. I need to drive
downtown on some business. But I’ll be back in two
shakes of a bunny’s tail. Sorry, Gus, no time for
hat wrestling today. Yoo hoo. Who’s ready
to have fun? Oh yes, Ms. Vanderwinkle
has offered to watch you while I’m gone, Willa. Wowee. That sounds
like super special fun. It sounds like fun
to me too, Willa. So what do you
want to do first? Hmm. Well, when I was
just about your age I used to love
to play dress-up. Me, too. And Dad hardly
ever wants to play that. Well, you know, high heels
give me blisters. Well, sounds like you two have a
lot in common. So have fun. Whoa, watch my
briefcase there, Gus. We will.
It’ll be just us girls. And my animal pals, too. Absolutely. Hey, let’s go
get my dress-up stuff. Saturday with no
Alligator golf. Grrr. Gosh, Ms. Vanderwinkle, how’d
you get so many pretty things? I can never just walk by a sale. My, my. What a little lady. And KoKo can be a kanga-lady. You look fabulous, KoKo. Who knew your furry friends had
a passion for fashion? I know! And Jenny’s the
super-tallest super-model ever. (Phone ringing) Oh my, I’ll be
right back Willa. Aww, this is boring. I wanna play Alligator golf. Betcha you can’t get this. Hat’s up. Hey, this hat-bouncing
routine’s kinda fun. It’s not hat-bouncing, rookie. It’s Alligator golf. Guys, this is not how we play with Ms. Vanderwinkle’s
nice things. Sorry. Guess we got
a little carried away. (Laughing) Willa, I just thought of another
fun thing we can play. Grrr. Peanut butter pickles!
Buy ’em for three nickels! Boy, those girls are sure
playing some lame games, huh, guys? If you have fifty cents,
get chocolate elephants. What’s with you two? Do you want
to be in that goopy girls’ club? Girls’ club?
It just seems like fun. Ha. Our new boys’ club is way
better than theirs. We have a boys’ club? What do we do? Well, um… we have more fun than the girls. Like… uh… playing tag. And you are it. Now, you’re it, Tiny. C’mon, you guys.
The boys’ club is playing tag. You’re it. Hey, that’s not sporting.
Here I come. Fresh popcorn, anyone? Thanks, Ms. Vanderwinkle. I just love girly movies.
Is there a wedding in this one? Uh-huh. And wait’ll you
see the bride’s dress. Ooh. We’d better save some
popcorn for the others. I bet they’d really like
to see the movie, too. Welcome, sports fans. Coming to you from Gladys’s
backyard where it’s a gorgeous
afternoon for Zoo Tag. Nice move by the lumpy horse. (Blowing whistle) Apparently the ref had a
different opinion. Ouch. That’s gotta hurt. You’re not kidding Inky. There’s no room for that
in the sport of backyard tag. Oopsie. Looks like that big fella earned
himself an “Oopsie” penalty. What? Chair breaking’s
part of the game. Oh my goodness, oh my goodness. We’re very, very sorry, Willa. Indeed. Our competitive natures made us
abandon all decorum. Whatever. We’re playing tag. Well, I like playing tag, too, but maybe it’s time
to do something… …else? Like coming inside to watch Ms. Vanderwinkle’s
favorite movie. No thanks. Our boys’ club
doesn’t want to watch your goopy girls’ club movie. Is that popcorn I smell? Hey, stop sniffing.
That’s girl club popcorn. Gus, that’s just silly. Willa? Your dad’s on the phone. Oh great. Just a little car trouble, hun.
But I’ll be home as soon as the mechanic fixes
my manifold-thinga-ma-meter. Okay, Dad. I understand. You’re sure you don’t mind
staying till my Dad gets back? Mind? I’m having such a lovely
time, I could stay here forever. Okay. Now’s the
time for action. We’ll never get rid of that
neighbor lady until we find Willa’s Dad
and bring him back home. So I’d like to volunteer– Wow. That’s
very brave, Gus. Only… I’ve got to stay here at
the command post. But, since Captain Camel always
brags about crossing the desert, finding Willa’s Dad
should be a cinch for him. Especially with
three expert scouts. The Sahara was my sandbox. How hard can it be to
find one wayward father? Now remember boys.
The secret mission stays secret. Zip those lips. How to I tell him we
don’t have lips? Shhh. Guys, are you upset because I haven’t spent much time with
you today? Oh, she noticed. I’m sorry. We’d like to invite
you to come in and play with us. Then we’ll have an
“Everybody Club.” Now we’re
talking! Yay. I don’t feel like going inside. Gus? Where are Samuel
and the Penguins? Um… they’ll be right back. Hey, y’know what goes
good with popcorn? Peanuts. No, no. Downtown is the first
left on Second Street. And I say it’s the second
right on Third Street. Your navigational quibbling
has made us ridiculously lost. Perhaps it’s time
to ask for directions. Directions? The lumpy horse has lost his
mind. That’s not what guys do. Huh? Downtown is
just over the hill. (Crying) Are you watching the movie? No. And I’m not crying either, that’s just popcorn
dust in my eye. Who wants fresh-baked cookies? Oh, I do! I do! Careful, they’re hot. I know who this one’s for. Well, I’d better go start
another batch. Boy, that Vanderwinkle lady’s
okay. Cookies, movies… Gee… I wonder if she can
un-squash a lawnmower? She’s a headliner, all right. Too bad Samuel and the Penguins
are missing out on the fun. What? Where are they? Oh… well… I sorta kinda sent ’em on a
mission to rescue your Dad. Heh-heh. But Samuel’s never
been there before. And Inky, Blinky and Bob are…
well Inky, Blinky and Bob.. Okay, I’m calling my Dad so he
can look out for them– DAD:
Willa. Willa. Dad? Well I guess I should’ve
counted on my little Willa to send a camel
courtesy shuttle. Actually I didn’t– But it doesn’t matter as long as
everyone’s back home. Safe and sound. But, um, Willa
I couldn’t help wondering when I saw Samuel and the
Penguins coming down the street. Is everything all right here? Oh sure, Dad. Mostly. And all my animal pals really
like Ms. Vanderwinkle. Well, look who’s back home. I suppose that means
I should be going– …Or at least, try to. And some of them really,
really, really like her. Gus. Hello, sports fans. We’re in Gladys’s backyard, for the fashion show finals. Here comes our
reigning champion. And here’s the challenger.
Talk about leggy. And necky. What’s this? A last minute wild card? I’ve never seen anything
like this before. (Blowing whistle) And you never will again. ♪