- RADIO CRACKLES - 'Hello? Hello? Anyone there? Hello?'
Hello? Can you hear me?
Yes...I...can. Hi, Tom! It's Bob.
I don't know what he's doing, Dizzy, but Bob's been in there ages.
What can you see? He's talking to a box.
A box?! And the box is talking back!
That's not a box, Dizzy! It's a radio.
I expect he's talking to his twin brother Tom.
Tom lives in the North Pole!
- Well, near there, Dizzy. - Wa-hey!
On Christmas Eve? That's fantastic!
Wendy, great news! Tom's coming for Christmas.
Here, have a word with him.
Tom, this is Wendy, who I work with.
- Hello, Tom? - Hi, Wendy. Bob's told me all about you.
It will be great to meet you all.
- MIAOWING - And Pilchard, too!
- WOOF! WOOF! - All right, Pogo.
I've got a hungry husky to feed.
OK, Tom. I'll pass you back to Bob.
- It's going to be the best Christmas ever, Tom. - I can't wait, Bob.
See you all soon. Over and out.
- Oh! - # Tom's coming for Christmas! #
- Oh, Bob! - Look, that's me and Tom when we were kids.
Oh, Bob, look!
Oh! Look at that!
Oh!
THEY BOTH LAUGH
We thought it was SO funny!
- It's ages since you've seen him. - Years. He works so far away.
It's hard for him to get home, but he's coming for Christmas!
Morning.
There we are.
Pilchard, don't let it get away!
Careful, Dizzy! My tinsel! Sorry, Lofty.
- You're very excited, Dizzy. - But of course I am!
It's nearly Christmas!
Wow! The yard looks great.
- What's that, Bob? - My Santa outfit. I help him out.
I have to get it to the dry cleaners. It's got really dusty.
- We have a tree to put up in the town square. - Is that our last job?
Yes, Scoop. Then we can get ready for Tom coming. So much to do!
- I want to get everything just right. - THEY CHEER
Scoop, Lofty and Muck, you're coming with us.
And Travis will help carry the tree.
Can we fix it? ALL: Yes, we can!
Yeah, I think so.
Oh, look! It's Lenny and the Lasers' private jet!
- They're back from their world tour! - They certainly make a lot of noise!
Bob, can we go and meet them at the airport?
- Please, Bob! - I should think s... - Yippee!
SNORING
Ha! Ha! Ha!
Oh!
Mince pies - my favourite. Come here.
Let me have a look at you.
Hello, Travis. Right you are, Farmer Pickles.
- Morning, Spud. - Mrmrmrm. - Have you been at the mince pies?
- No, no... - WOOF! - Get down!
You naughty scarecrow! Santa won't bring you any presents.
Oh. Yes, Farmer Pickles. Sorry, Farmer Pickles.
Right, Travis. Bob is waiting for you.
On my way. See you later.
Farmer Pickles, if I'm a really good scarecrow,
- will Santa bring me lots of presents? - I expect so, Spud.
- Oh! Give us a job, then! - There isn't a lot of crow scaring to do.
Oh! Can I go with Travis to help Bob?
If you're sure you're going to be good, I don't see why not.
Whoopee! Wait for me, Travis.
CHEERING
Hi, fans! Peace! Love! Stay cool!
Lenny, how did you find America?
Turned left at Greenland and there it was. Atchoo!
- Sorry. Got a bit of a cold. - What are your plans for Christmas?
We've a gig in the town square. Christmas Eve. Don't miss it.
Wow! Oh, fantastic!
Right, guys, that's all. Let's move along now.
Time out now. Ciao!
Come on, get a move on.
Oi! Cheeky!
- Hi, Lenny! - I know that voice!
- It's Dizzy, isn't it? - Yes! - And Roly!
- Yeah. - Groovy. Right, guys. Let's get back to the studio.
We've to work on John's new song.
You write songs? So do I! You do?
Yeah, listen. # Rockin' and rollin' hedgehog!
# All winter long! # That's great, Roly.
Come and listen to us practise.
Yes! Rock and roll!
Waaah! Whoops. No damage. Built to be dropped, this stuff.
It's a tough life, rock and roll.
Is he a new Laser?
No, he's Banger, our roadie. He looks after our instruments.
Banger, unload the plane then get to the town hall.
- Tell them what we need. - I'll be there. Rock on! - Cheers, mate.
Oi! Come back!
BUZZ OF A SAW
Tim-ber!
CHEERING Nice work, Bob!
- Ready, Travis? - Ready, Bob. - And me, Bob. I'm helping, too.
- I want Santa to bring me lots of presents. - Glad to hear it, Spud!
- What are you doing, Wendy? - I'm planting this baby tree,
- so we still have plenty. - We cut one down and plant another. - Good idea!
Right, team. Let's get moving.
- Lofty, you grab... - PHONE RINGS
Hello? Bob the Builder.
Oh, hello, Mr Bentley.
What? Now?
- He wants me to go to an urgent meeting with the new mayor. - You go.
Oh, thanks, Wendy. ..I'm on my way! Come on, Muck.
- We're going to the town hall. OK, Wendy, see you later! - Bye!
Right, Pogo. I'd better pack some stuff for Christmas.
Clean socks, my best shirt,
wash bag...
My camera! Who's a clever husky?
We've got to take lots of photos. It's a shame we can't take Scoot.
Hey, come on, Jumbo. You can come, too.
I got this for Christmas years ago, Pogo.
TOM MAKES ELEPHANT NOISES
HE ROARS LIKE A LION
Waaaah!
Bob...
Can you fix it?
Yes, I can!
I wonder if Bob remembers that Christmas.
Well, Pogo, only a couple more days until we see Bob and Wendy.
And Pilchard, too! That's Bob's cat, Pogo. I can't wait!
MUSIC PLAYING
Sorry, guys. From the top!
One, two, three, four!
Atchoo!
Oh! Bless you!
I'd better save my voice. Why don't you do your new song?
Em, well...the thing is it's not finished yet. I'm a bit stuck.
The gig's tomorrow! I know, I'm sorry.
It's not easy writing songs.
- I'll be right back. - Groovy!
# Na-na-na-na-na-na... # Oh!
This is hopeless! Why is writing songs so hard?
- I wish - I - could be the singer.
What's the matter? The words just won't come.
Let me hear it so far. It goes like this...
# I remember when rock was young Naaa-na-na-na-na-na
# Na-na-na... #
Don't stop! That's good! That's all I've got.
What do you do when you write songs, Roly?
I sing about what I see. Look at that!
# Rockin' and rollin' squirrel! #
We can't sing a rock song about a squirrel.
What about rockin' robin? It's been done.
Oh.
# Na-na-na-na-na Na-na-na-na... #
CLOCK CHIMES
Come on, where are you, Bob?
The mayor hates to be kept waiting.
- Hi there, Mr Bentley. - Oh, Bob!
I was beginning to worry.
The new mayor is very keen on punctuality. Let's have that hat.
Pity about your work gear. We don't have a tradesman's entrance.
There. That's nice and tight. ..Aaah!
KNOCKING
Strange. I wonder if...
- Oh! - Hello, Mr Mayor. - That's not the mayor! That's...I don't know!
You're in the mayor's chair!
And very comfy it is, too! It's not a fairground ride!
I'm Banger. Come to sort the stage.
Have you? We'll see about that, young man. ..Nobody move!
This is Bob the Builder.
- How do you do? Bunty Ferguson. - Uh, pleased to meet you.
It's time you weren't here. And get a haircut.
Mr Bentley, leave Mr Banger alone. He's here on official business.
I'm terribly sorry, Your Worship. Mr Banger, sir.
You can call me Banger.
- Oh! - Well now, I've heard a lot about you, Bob.
Let's get down to business.
- Sit! - SCRAPING NOISE
Mind the parquet! Sorry. Still, no damage.
Nice bit of floor, Bunty. MAYOR Bunty!
CHEERING
Now, Bob, Mr Bennett has told me you're a very capable man.
I've decided to ask you to handle our Christmas celebrations.
I've ordered some brand-new and very impressive Christmas lights,
which will arrive this afternoon.
- I'll expect to see them up and shining by tomorrow night. - Well...
I've arranged a special Christmas concert with the local pop combo,
Lenny and the Lasers.
I'm not a great fan of popular music. Too loud for my taste...
Tree, lights, concert(!)
So we'll need a large stage built in the town square
with fireworks and special effects.
Mr Banger will assist you. He's very capable in that capacity.
No sweat, Bunty. I've done more gigs than you've had hot dinners.
- Oh! - Quite so.
And Lenny Lazenby has agreed to switch on the Christmas lights.
So, can you fix it, Bob?
- Um... - Well?
Y-Yes. I think so.
And Bob will make his annual appearance as Santa, won't you?
Um, yes.
- Aaah! Hello, everyone! - We're nearly there now!
Keep coming, Travis! Keep coming.
Well done, everyone.
Right, Lofty. I want you to lift the tree into its pot.
- Over there. - Um, OK, Wendy. ..Oh, dear.
Here, Lofty. Let me help you.
- Oh! Now, Lofty...! - Spud! Careful!
Ow! Stop it!
- And when will the Christmas tree be arriving, Bob? - ..Oh, no!
Don't panic! I've got you, Bunty!
- Help! - Steady, Lofty! Calm down! Just calm down!
I can't hold it!
- Aaah! - Lofty, get it away from the town hall! - What's happening?
- Oooh! - Aaaah!
Aaaah! I thought I was in trouble for a minute there.
- Quick! Muck, Scoop, help him! - All right, Bob. We'll hold it.
- That's some damage! - I'm sorry. I don't know...
Well, Bob, it looks like you've got a few more jobs to attend to.
- Come along, Mr Butler. - It's Bentley, actually, ma'am.
He-e-elp! Get me down!
- Oh! - Oh, well. There goes MY perfect Christmas.
Wa-hey! Christmas here we come! Hurry up, Pogo!
Let's go, Scoot. There won't be another boat for a month!
OK, Tom, hold tight. Speedster Scoot hits the track!
Oh...!
Spud, you can let go now. Muck will catch you.
Got you, Spud!
Sorry, Bob. I only wanted to help.
I'm trying to be really good, so Santa brings me lots of presents.
- It might be better to wait back at the farm. - Yes, Bob. Sorry, Bob.
Spud's on the job, Bob.
OK, team, Operation Christmas starts here.
- Wendy, can you get glass for the window? - OK, Bob.
Lofty, you and Muck fetch some scaffolding.
Banger, can you handle the stage?
Rock on, Bobster. Just leave it all to Banger.
Can I borrow your tractor dude? Does he mean me?
- I think so. Right, then. - Can we fix it?
ALL: Yes, we can! I think so.
Never a dull moment, eh, Bob?
Could you give the coat of arms a quick polish, too?
- Oh, uh... Yes, of course. - Come along, Mr Bendy. - Ah, Bentley.
I just hope everything's finished by the time Tom gets here.
It's not fair. I was only trying to help.
Silly old tree! Not my fault.
Sorry, Mrs Potts, I didn't see... Oh, wow!
No harm done, Spud. Can't stop. These are for the Christmas tree.
I'll help you. I'll be ever so good.
I could do with some extra hands.
I'm Spud, the Christmas helper!
No, Spud. Gotta be good.
Wa-hey!
Look out, Scoot!
Phew! That was close. Are you all right?
REINDEER SQUEAKS
Have you lost your dad? Oh, dear.
- We'd better find him for you. - Tom! We haven't got much time.
- What about the boat? - But we can't just leave her. It'll be dark soon.
Let's hope we find him quickly. Seek, Pogo! Seek!
OK, Scoot! Follow that husky!
- Hi, Dizzy! How did you get on? - Oh, Bob! It was brilliant!
We went to the Lasers' studio and we saw them rehearsing.
- Where's Roly? - He's helping John write a new song.
Wow!
Um... # Rockin' and rollin' badger! #
Em, not quite. Try lobster.
Hello, everyone! I've come to decorate the tree.
- Spud, what are you doing? - I'm a Christmas helper.
- Is that a good idea? - Spud promised to be on his best behaviour.
Yes. Yes, yes, yesitty-yes.
- Follow me. The decorations are in the cellar. - I'll get it!
After you.
COUGHING
It's a bit dusty down here!
Cor! Look at all this stuff!
Mr Bentley, can you and Spud bring those ones there?
Hello, hello, hello. What's that?
A fairy for the Christmas tree. We need her tomorrow.
- Come along, you two! - Oh...
Well, it's...
Are you dancing?
"Are you asking?"
TANGO MUSIC PLAYS
Do you come here often, then?
Oh, you're very light on your feet, aren't you?
Oh!
We'll fix that in a second. Oh...
Spud! Are you coming? >
Oh, no! I mean, yes. Coming, coming!
Get in!
Shush! Don't say a word!
WOOF! Pogo says he's found him, Tom!
- Well done, Pogo! - Good dog!
Whoa!
That was close.
Don't worry! We'll soon get you out of there!
Hey! Banger's here with the gear!
- There's tons of it. - Nothing me and the Bobster can't fix. Oh!
Whoops! No damage.
- We'll have our work cut out. - Here, Bob. Have a cup of tea.
- Thanks, Wendy. - Ahem!
Glad to see some of us have time for a tea break.
Right. Here goes.
Soon have you out.
Oh!
Ahh.
- Ready, Scoot? - Ready! - One, two, heave!
Pull, come on!
Pull!
That's it! Nearly there!
- Aaaah! - Hang on, Scoot!
Sorry, Tom! I lost my grip!
PULL!
Gotcha! You were lucky Pogo found you.
You'd never have got out of there by yourself.
RUFF! RUFF!
Sorry we can't stop. We've got a boat to catch.
- Let's go! - Bye! - See you!
That gingerbread smells lovely.
A little more tinsel, I think.
- Oh, no! - Wait!
Wait for us! Please...
Sorry, Tom.
- I went as fast as I could. - I know, Scoot. It's not your fault.
Looks like I won't be seeing Bob this Christmas after all.
- POGO WHINES - Come on. We better get back to base.
CLOCK CHIMES See you all tomorrow, then.
- There. The lights are all finished. - Very good.
It's time we were getting back, too.
Me and Banger will tidy up here.
- OK, Bob. Don't work too hard. - Bye, Bob!
- What on earth is that?! - Christmas lights.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no. We can't have a star.
The last mayor always had a star. I wanted something more striking.
We'll get them changed. No sweat, Bunty. I'll sort it.
- I'm staying anyways. - That's the spirit. Well, good night, all.
- I'll see you tomorrow morning. Come along, Mr Bucket. - Oh...
Night, Bunty. Sleep tight.
OK... Christmas lights - take two!
Well done, Banger!
- Wait till I switch them on. - ..Oh, fantastic!
Oh, man(!) Was that meant to happen?
- Oh, well. I'd better let Bob know the bad news. - What'll you tell him?
I don't know, Scoot. He'll be so disappointed.
It's late. Maybe I'll tell him in the morning.
SNORING
BOB YAWNS
- Good night. - Night, Bob.
OWL HOOTS
Cock-a-doodle-do!
What a clever cat! Morning, Bob. How did you get on last night?
Not bad, once we fixed the power cut. Banger had to work all night.
- Poor Banger! - I might be able to do my Christmas shopping after lunch.
- And Tom gets here tonight! - Don't forget to pick up your Santa suit.
I won't, Wendy.
RADIO CRACKLES Miaow!
- Miaow! - What is it, Pilchard?
- Oh, my radio? That's strange. You go on ahead. - OK, Bob.
- Hi, Wendy! - Right, team. Let's get a move on.
Can we fix it? ALL: Yes, we can!
Yeah, I think so.
- Morning, Mr Bentley. - Oh, good morning, Spud.
- Nice to see someone's early. - Has Mrs Potts arrived? - No, she hasn't.
Nor has anyone else for that matter.
I say! The mayor will have something to say if she sees that!
- Where's that Banger? - Morning, Mr Bentley! - Have you seen Banger?
- No. - Didn't he stay to finish the stage?
But it looks just the same.
Hi, gag. We're here for our soud check. Oh, do.
The stage isn't ready. Where's... A-Atchoo! ..Banger?
Morning, all. Banger, what are you like?
I was fixing the cables and dozed off. Sorry.
What about our sound check? Here's Bob.
- Oh, hi, everyone. - Whatever's wrong, Bob?
It's Tom. He missed his boat, so he's not coming after all.
- Oh, so sorry. - Heavy, man.
- Poor old Bobster. - Don't worry. I'll be fine.
Come on, team. Let's get to work.
What's the story, Wendy?
He lives at the North Pole, so he'll never make it here now.
I've got an idea. Come on, Wendy. To the limo!
Oh. Where are we...? Bob?
- Lenny and I are going for...your dry-cleaning. - OK! See you later.
I wonder where you're really going.
Just stick! Oh, no! What am I gonna do?
Santa will never bring me any presents now.
Banger, what is the meaning of that...that guitar?
It's an outrage! Please change it straight away!
As soon as I sort this stage. Morning, all. >
Ah, Mrs Potts. Come for the decorations?
That's right. Let me give you a hand.
# We wish you a Merry Christmas And a happy New Year! #
And here's our fairy. Funny... she seems tattier than last year.
Oh!
And heavier, too.
MR BENTLEY HUMS
Oh, Mr Banger! A rough diamond, but so handsome.
Oh! Oh!
'This is Wendy to Tom. Come in Tom, over.'
Hello? Wendy? Is that you?
Yes, it is, Tom. You'll never guess where I am.
You'll never believe...whoa!
- We've got visitors! - Really?
Groovy flares, man.
Down we go.
Merry Christmas, Tom!
One, two. One, two.
- Testing! Testing! One, two. - See you later.
- Bob? I hope you weren't planning on sneaking away. - Oh, um...
- I haven't done my Christmas shopping yet. - All in good time.
I see the safety barriers aren't up.
- Safety first, I always say. - Absolutely, Mrs Mayor(!)
And sort out those lights!
Keep your hair on. Banger's on the case.
I missed the boat, but I'm catching the next flight to Bobsville!
- Are we there yet? - Dizzy? What are you doing in there?
I heard you talking about the North Pole and I thought I'd come along
so I could meet Santa.
That wasn't a very good idea.
- Sorry, Wendy. - Now say hello to... - Oh, wow!
- Are they Santa's reindeer? - No! Those are just ordinary reindeer.
Santa's really busy today. He's got a lot of presents to deliver.
- It's not the best day to see him. - Oh...!
- Hey...you look just like Bob. - We ARE twins!
We'd better step on it, guys. Cough!
I hope you're able to sing.
- Bye, Scoot! Look after things while I'm away! - Of course, Tom.
Say hello to everyone for me!
- WOOF! - All aboard, Pogo! - Bye!
Stay cool!
Come on, Roly. Think of another one.
Er...crocodile? Roly, that's it!
- Sorry, but John's needed on stage. - All right. Coming, Bob.
- Roly, hang on to that crocodile. - Crocodile?
One, two, three, four!
VERY LOUD NOISE Aaah! Oow!
Just a minute! Nothing I can't sort.
Special request from the mayor!
- She wants you to build her a podium! - Oh(!)
What's this noise?
Oh, lovely.
The sun, the sky.
The sleigh... The sleigh?!
Santa? Brilliant!
It's Santa! Look! Out there!
Over there! No, no, there!
Oh...he's gone.
- Never mind, Dizzy. Maybe you'll see him next year. - But I saw him!
I really did.
I saw Santa!
Oh, I was meant to collect Bob's Santa costume!
My brother's got a Santa suit?
Yes, he hands out presents every year. That gives me an idea...
Aren't they great?
But where's Lenny? And Wendy?
I don't know, Muck.
- Do you know where Spud is? - We haven't seen him all day.
Oh...I'm...up here. I'm very cold.
Hey, look! It's snowing!
It's Christmas!
BANGER WOLF WHISTLES
- Nice hair, Bunty. - Oh! Thank you, Mr Banger. Do you like it?
I was very fortunate, you know.
Luigi was able to fit me in.
- Right, are we all set? - There's just one problem, ma'am.
The Lasers are here, but no Lenny.
No celebrity? Oh!
Who's going to turn on the lights?
CHEERING
- Oh, thank goodness! - Lenny, at last!
LENNY CROAKS
You mean you've lost your voice?
What a complete disaster!
Well, there's only one thing for it, Lenny. I'll make a speech for you.
Luckily, I've got one prepared.
Psst, John!
This could be your big chance. What?
If Lenny can't sing, you do your song.
But I'm only the piano player. Look at all those people. I can't.
Oh, you'll be all right.
- < We want Lenny! - Ladies and gentlemen...
Sadly, due to a nasty sore throat,
Mr Lenny Lazenby is unable to address you himself.
Once they hear you sing, you're gonna be a star!
A star? me?
But you need a stage name. How do you mean?
Something more exciting. Like...
I know, I know!
Elton! Elton John!
Mmm, I dunno.
So, without further ado,
I call on Lenny Lazenby to turn on the Christmas lights.
- I hope they don't blow again. - I forgot to change the guitar!
Oh, no! What will the mayor say?
GASPS
An electric guitar! How very modern, Mr Bedknob.
I'm glad you like it, ma'am.
Well, now, it ought to be time for our concert,
- but without Lenny Lazenby... - < Don't worry, everyone!
< We've got a new singer for you!
Will you give a hand
for the rockin'... the rollin'...
Elton John!
With Crocodile Rock!
# I remember when rock was young
# Me and Suzy had so much fun
# Holding hands and skimming stones
# Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own
# But the biggest kick I ever got
# Was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock
# We were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock!
# Well, it's something shocking When your feet just can't keep still
# I never knew me a better time And I guess I never will
# Lawdy, mama, those Friday nights
# When Suzy wore her dresses tight
# And the crocodile rockin' was out of sight
# La-a-a-a-a-a-a-a la-la-la-la-la!
# La-la-la-la-la!
# But the years went by And the rock just died
# Suzy left us for some foreign guy
# Long nights crying by the record machine
# Dreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeans
# But they'll never kill the thrills we got
# Burning up to the Crocodile Rock
# Learning fast as weeks went past
# We really thought the Crocodile Rock would last
# Well, it's something shocking when your feet just can't keep still
# I never knew me a better time And I guess I never will
# Lawdy, mama, those Friday nights
# When Suzy wore her dresses tight And the rocking was... #
I'm rocking with you, Elton John!
# La-a-a-a-a-a-a-a La-la-la-la-la!
# La-la-la-la-la! La-la-la-la-la!
# La-a-a-a-a-a-a-a La-la-la-la-la!
- # La-la-la-la-la! - La-la-la-la-la! #
Yeah! Ooh, yeah!
Thanks, everyone! And get well soon, Lenny!
Before we rock the night away, the mayor has a few words.
Thank you, Elton John!
Now, will you please welcome Santa Claus?
- Oh, no! I completely forgot! I'm to be Santa! - Who's that, then?
Merry Christmas, everyone!
Ho! Ho! Ho!
I'm here! Don't forget me!
Spud!
Is there a...
Bob the Builder here?
- Yes, that's me. - This is for you.
- How on earth...? It can't be! It isn't! - It is!
- Happy Christmas, Bob! - Tom! It's you! It's really you!
- Wa-hey! - Wa-hey!
- But what...? I mean...how? - It's a long story, Bob.
I haven't even done the shopping!
- Nothing's changed, then. - Don't worry, Bob. It's taken care of.
We can have a proper Christmas now.
Thanks, Dizzy. Thanks, Wendy. Thanks, everyone.
- This really is going to be... - The best Christmas ever!
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