The Bug Diaries (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 4 - Worm's New Digs - full transcript
Fly and Spider help their friend Worm try to search for the perfect underground space for his new bedroom.
Dear Diary,
Bom-ba-ba-ba-bom!
Zoom!
Tail bumps!
Wheee! Smoky!
Buzz-tastic!
Hey!
Dear Diary...
Mrs. Mulch taught us a new word
in school yesterday.
"Annelid".
It means "a worm" in Latin.
So officially,
I'm an annelid.
Sur-prise!
It's story time!
Liddy! I just wrote
that page.
But it's delicious.
Why can't you eat
your own stuff?
Because I like to eat
YOUR stuff.
But you have a whole
compost pile
on your side of the room.
I like being with you, Worm.
Wanna hear a song I made up?
Hug-da-bug, hug-da-bug...
I'd rather be by myself,
if you don't mind.
I wanna read my comics.
Guess what I am?
A bookworm!
Tell me a story, Worm.
I love when you tell me stories.
Once upon a time,
there was a little worm,
who always asked her brother
to tell her stories
and it drove him nuts.
Because he just wanted a small
cave to himself.
So she finally stopped asking
and he was very, very happy.
The end.
No! Tell me the one about
the little girl worm,
that always makes my heart go,
thump, thump, thump,
thump, thump.
Okay, I'll tell you the story.
If, you close your eyes and
lie down in your bed.
Hey!
Slippery.
Little sisters, yeesh!
I just need my OWN room.
If my moms will let me.
Moms!
One more piece and our puzzle
will be finished.
This is my FAVORITE part.
Honey, do the honors.
- Honey?
- I think we're missing a piece.
Not for long!
Ha! Found it.
...cool.
- Hi Wormy.
- Hi Anna. Moms...
Why the long face?
I'm a worm.
We all have long faces.
So what's bugging you,
sweetie?
Sharing a room
with Liddy is hard.
She always wants me
to tell her a story.
Her stuff is always on my side
and she ate a page
of my Bug Diary.
I need my own room where
I can read by myself
and have my stuff
the way I want it.
I mean, providing
you think so too.
And
I'm guessing that's a "no."
Actually, that's a yes.
It is? Really?
Absolutely! Nature gave you
plenty of muscles.
Start digging yourself
a new room.
You're the best moms
an annelid ever had!
I just love it
when they give us
those big old slimy hugs.
Me too.
I want my new room
to be special.
My worm cave.
Should I dig this way,
or that way?
What ya doing, Worm?
That way.
See ya later, Liddy!
Hey!
Hey, I feel singing.
I better check it out.
Down in the garden
there lived a bee...
Spider got stung
on his spider knee.
The bee felt bad
and went to the hive.
How much honey do you need
to survive?
One sip, two sips,
three sips, four,
five sips, six sips,
spider wants more!
Why are bees always the bad guys
in these songs?
Ha!
So it was you bugs singing.
Hey, Worm!
Wanna jump ropes with us?
They're 100% spider silk.
And I won't sting.
It's just a song.
Sorry, no time to play.
I'm digging myself a new room.
A new room?
We wanna help!
Thanks, Fly,
but digging isn't easy
and it's a dirty job.
Are you kidding me?
Bom-ba-ba-bom!
I'm Fly Girl!
I can do anything!
Zip through the air in
the blink of an eye.
Beat my mighty wings
200 times per second.
Plus she's a pretty good
jump-roper!
High-sixes!
Okay then! Everyone
follow me down the hole.
Wanna come with us, Bee?
Thanks, but I think
I'll stay here
and rewrite
that jump rope song.
what rhymes with
"bees are excellent pollinators
and without us, this garden
would be toast?"
Uhm...
Good luck with that!
Okay. Slime you later!
Let's go digging!
Yeah!
Wow! Oompf.
Not much leg room down here,
is there?
I wouldn't know.
Okay. So the trick to digging
through dirt
is just put your head down
and go for it!
That doesn't look too hard!
Umm, Fly? Digging is all
about getting dirty.
If you keep washing your hands,
this'll take all day.
Sorry, Worm.
I can't help it.
Flies are actually
very clean bugs!
Okay... Spider,
you wanna try digging?
Sure. This is gonna be
easy peasy.
See? I can dig with
these two legs
and dump the dirt out
with these two legs.
And if I get an itch,
I can still scratch my nose
with these two legs!
Whoops...oompf!
Maybe 'scratching my nose'
was pushing it.
That's okay,
it's my new room.
I'm happy to do the digging.
You bugs can just keep
me company!
I really dig digging.
but this is more digging
than a digger like me
usually digs!
That looks great.
Sorry.
Well, you did say you just
wanted us to keep you company.
How much further till you find
your new room, Worm?
This might be a good spot.
What's that weird buzzing noise?
Doesn't sound like bees.
Doesn't sound like mosquitoes...
It kinda sounds
like my grandpa snoring
when he's taking a nap.
If this is gonna be my room,
I wanna find out!
Spider's right. They're
sleeping, snoring, bugs.
Wonder what kind they are?
Well, they seem to have
a body like me.
And they have legs like me.
And they also have...
..HUGE RED EYES!
NOT like me!
Yikes!
Stand back, guys!
Bom-ba-ba-bom!
Fly Girl will protect you
with my supersonic
45 miles-per-hour wing speed!
SW-ISH! KAP!
Hi...
Say, what're you protecting
everyone from?
Err...well...you.
Me?!
I'm a cicada bug.
I wouldn't hurt a fly.
Or a worm. Or a spider.
I just lay around here,
minding my own business.
So, I'm looking for
a new room.
Do you know
of any good places?
Well this place is TERRIFIC!
I guess so.
I mean, if you don't mind a
bunch of snoring bugmates.
Well...
We've just been taking
a little power nap
for...uhm...
maybe 13 years or so?
13 years?!
Yup. Pretty soon it'll be time
to dig myself out,
fly up to the trees and sing
my little heart out!
We're sorry we bothered you,
Cicada.
Bother me?
No, no bother at all.
In fact, it's great to see ya!
You look like
a wonderful audience.
How 'bout I sing a little
something for you?
Well...
Ha,
thought you'd never ask!
Diary, there was no way
my new room
could be anywhere near
the cicadas.
They're even louder than
my sister, Anna!
My moms tell me,
a worm should always remember
three things.
"One bugs trash
is another bug's treasure."
"Always look both ways before
you crawl across the street."
And, if you want your dreams
to come true,
sometimes you have to dig
a little deeper.
I wanted to find the best place
for my new room.
So, I knew I'd have to dig a
little deeper for that too.
I'm here all week,
try the tree sap!
- Wa...hoo...
- Yeah.
Yeah!
You like me, you really like me!
And now, for my next number
Mr. Cicada...
We really need to keep digging
for my new room.
Here's an oldie but goodie!
We need to get him
back to sleep,
or we'll never get out of here.
Hang on, this brighter-spider
just had an idea...
Here you go, Sir.
A nice, soft, silky pillow
to help you fall asleep.
That's awfully sweet of you.
But I'm not the least bit tired.
Why don't I buzz a song for you?
Ha!
Yeah...high-fives!
Middle sixes!
Low eights!
Tail bump!
Wow, he snores even louder
than he sings.
Let's dig for my room
as far away from here
as possible!
Digging in the dirt
we heard this roar.
Turned out to be a cicada snore!
Wow! Look at that.
A huge tunnel!
With lots of room to spread
my wings and FLY!
This would be a great place
for your room.
Wheeeee!
Nice high ceilings, too.
Perfect for my webs.
I bet this place
was dug by some gopher.
They're amazing tunnelers.
If you make this your room,
I'm definitely coming
for a sleepover.
This place is web-tastic.
I see sunlight coming in.
Fly Girl, off to check it out.
Someone sure takes care
of their lawn.
- Fore! - What's that thing
flying over here?
It's faster than a moth,
bigger than a dragonfly...
and it's heading right for me!
RUN!
Run with what?
I have no legs!
Hop on!
Hang on, everyone.
What do we do?
Where do we go?
Close your eyes and push
through. It's just dirt.
Aghhh!
How did we end up in water?
Who knows? I'm just happy
we got away
from that gigantic white thing.
Wa-hoo! Hang on tight.
I'm using all eight legs.
I wonder where this water goes?
Who knows, Worm?
Might lead us
to the perfect spot
for your new room.
Like my moms always say,
sometimes you have to dig
a little deeper.
Or float a little further.
Fly Girl is captain of the ship.
Aye, aye, Cap'n!
Ahoy, Centipede!
Three little bug
friends, floating on a shoe.
- A spider...
- A worm...
And a fly who flew!
Digging in the dirt
for Worm's new space.
We wound up in
this spectacular place.
One bug, two bugs,
three bugs, four.
Five bugs, six bugs,
let's explore some more!
Attention! This is your captain
speaking.
Does anyone notice it's smelling
kinda stinky in here?
Kinda stinky?
It's SUPER stinky!
I can smell it with my legs.
And I can smell it
with my whole body.
It smells like...
rotting garbage!
Rotting garbage?...
Be still my five hearts!
We found it.
This is my perfect room.
I wonder where we are?
Excuse me!
Mr. Roach, can you please
tell us where we are?
"Mr. Roach"? Pffff. We're proper
water bugs, we are.
Sorry.
I'm just a fly. I don't get
underground that often.
Spider and Fly
were helping me dig
to find a nice space
for my new room.
How lovely to have
such good friends
to help you like that.
Margaret and I are on holiday.
We just love a nice cruise.
So, where does this river
lead to?
Love, it's not a river.
You're in an old water pipe.
Where all the garbage ends up
and gets taken downstream.
So that's why it smells
so delicious in here!
Well, enjoy.
We must be off.
Good luck finding your new room,
luvvies!
- Ta, ta!
- Bye!
What's happening?
Rapids ahead!
All hands on deck!
Hang on, everyone!
Whoooooa.
Wheee...
- Yeah!
- Wheee!
My gosh,
we've landed in a...
Garbage bag!
Wow, look at all
this rotting,
decomposing,
icky trash.
Also known as...paradise!
Well, look who the tide
washed in!
Grampa Spider?
Guess you kids found
my favorite neighborhood
'hole in the wall'.
Has this wonderful place
always been here?
Every day but Thursday - that's
when they pick up the trash.
Now, let's see what my
fortune cookie says.
I really believe
these things.
"You will spend the day alone."
Wow!
Never listen to a cookie.
So, Grampa.
Can ANYONE come here?
Anyone who's hungry.
Let's see.
We've got some stinky
stir-fried broccoli.
Some decaying spaghetti
and meatballs.
And wo-ho!
For dessert,
mouldy apple-pie!
My favorite.
Worms love apples.
Erm...are there any rules
about burping and slurping your
food in a public place?
Nah, tons of flies come here.
It's an all-you-can-eat buffet.
Buzz-tacular!
What a day.
I've been digging
through dirt for hours.
Yeah? Digging for what?
To find a nice quiet space
for Worm's new room,
so he doesn't have to share one
with his little sister anymore.
Yeah. She's always bugging him
to tell her a story!
Baby sisters.
I got a million of 'em!
But, you know what
I just realized?
What's that, kiddo?
I know exactly where
my new room should be.
Come on bugs,
let's go home!
...can we take some apple-pie
to go?
Pffft...of course!
Doggy-bag spider style!
- Thanks, Grampa.
- Thank you.
My very own,
very quiet room.
With all my stuff
just the way I want it.
Nice job on your room,
honey.
That's my digger!
Wow, it's so roomy!
Yep, it is.
- What's this?
- A present.
I made it for you.
It's me. I drew you a picture.
So you'll always see my face,
even when you're all alone
in your new room.
Thanks, Liddy. You're a
pretty cute annelid.
I don't know what that means,
but thank you, Worm!
I love you!
I love you too, Liddy.
Hey, do you wanna hear
a bedtime story?
You mean it?
Yeah, I wanna tell you
about the slime-tastic day
I've had.
We woke up a snoring cicada,
who wouldn't stop singing.
Escaped a giant ball
by the tips of our tails.
We had a wild ride
in a shoe boat.
And landed in a pile
of stink-alicious garbage!
Wow! That's the best story EVER.
Okay you two wrigglers.
Let's get ready for bed.
Night, Worm.
I'm really happy your new room
is right next to mine.
Me too. That's kinda what
makes it perfect.
Night, night.
And so ends another dirt-filled
day in my Bug Diary.
What are you gonna write
in your diary?
Bom-ba-ba-ba-bom!
Zoom!
Tail bumps!
Wheee! Smoky!
Buzz-tastic!
Hey!
Dear Diary...
Mrs. Mulch taught us a new word
in school yesterday.
"Annelid".
It means "a worm" in Latin.
So officially,
I'm an annelid.
Sur-prise!
It's story time!
Liddy! I just wrote
that page.
But it's delicious.
Why can't you eat
your own stuff?
Because I like to eat
YOUR stuff.
But you have a whole
compost pile
on your side of the room.
I like being with you, Worm.
Wanna hear a song I made up?
Hug-da-bug, hug-da-bug...
I'd rather be by myself,
if you don't mind.
I wanna read my comics.
Guess what I am?
A bookworm!
Tell me a story, Worm.
I love when you tell me stories.
Once upon a time,
there was a little worm,
who always asked her brother
to tell her stories
and it drove him nuts.
Because he just wanted a small
cave to himself.
So she finally stopped asking
and he was very, very happy.
The end.
No! Tell me the one about
the little girl worm,
that always makes my heart go,
thump, thump, thump,
thump, thump.
Okay, I'll tell you the story.
If, you close your eyes and
lie down in your bed.
Hey!
Slippery.
Little sisters, yeesh!
I just need my OWN room.
If my moms will let me.
Moms!
One more piece and our puzzle
will be finished.
This is my FAVORITE part.
Honey, do the honors.
- Honey?
- I think we're missing a piece.
Not for long!
Ha! Found it.
...cool.
- Hi Wormy.
- Hi Anna. Moms...
Why the long face?
I'm a worm.
We all have long faces.
So what's bugging you,
sweetie?
Sharing a room
with Liddy is hard.
She always wants me
to tell her a story.
Her stuff is always on my side
and she ate a page
of my Bug Diary.
I need my own room where
I can read by myself
and have my stuff
the way I want it.
I mean, providing
you think so too.
And
I'm guessing that's a "no."
Actually, that's a yes.
It is? Really?
Absolutely! Nature gave you
plenty of muscles.
Start digging yourself
a new room.
You're the best moms
an annelid ever had!
I just love it
when they give us
those big old slimy hugs.
Me too.
I want my new room
to be special.
My worm cave.
Should I dig this way,
or that way?
What ya doing, Worm?
That way.
See ya later, Liddy!
Hey!
Hey, I feel singing.
I better check it out.
Down in the garden
there lived a bee...
Spider got stung
on his spider knee.
The bee felt bad
and went to the hive.
How much honey do you need
to survive?
One sip, two sips,
three sips, four,
five sips, six sips,
spider wants more!
Why are bees always the bad guys
in these songs?
Ha!
So it was you bugs singing.
Hey, Worm!
Wanna jump ropes with us?
They're 100% spider silk.
And I won't sting.
It's just a song.
Sorry, no time to play.
I'm digging myself a new room.
A new room?
We wanna help!
Thanks, Fly,
but digging isn't easy
and it's a dirty job.
Are you kidding me?
Bom-ba-ba-bom!
I'm Fly Girl!
I can do anything!
Zip through the air in
the blink of an eye.
Beat my mighty wings
200 times per second.
Plus she's a pretty good
jump-roper!
High-sixes!
Okay then! Everyone
follow me down the hole.
Wanna come with us, Bee?
Thanks, but I think
I'll stay here
and rewrite
that jump rope song.
what rhymes with
"bees are excellent pollinators
and without us, this garden
would be toast?"
Uhm...
Good luck with that!
Okay. Slime you later!
Let's go digging!
Yeah!
Wow! Oompf.
Not much leg room down here,
is there?
I wouldn't know.
Okay. So the trick to digging
through dirt
is just put your head down
and go for it!
That doesn't look too hard!
Umm, Fly? Digging is all
about getting dirty.
If you keep washing your hands,
this'll take all day.
Sorry, Worm.
I can't help it.
Flies are actually
very clean bugs!
Okay... Spider,
you wanna try digging?
Sure. This is gonna be
easy peasy.
See? I can dig with
these two legs
and dump the dirt out
with these two legs.
And if I get an itch,
I can still scratch my nose
with these two legs!
Whoops...oompf!
Maybe 'scratching my nose'
was pushing it.
That's okay,
it's my new room.
I'm happy to do the digging.
You bugs can just keep
me company!
I really dig digging.
but this is more digging
than a digger like me
usually digs!
That looks great.
Sorry.
Well, you did say you just
wanted us to keep you company.
How much further till you find
your new room, Worm?
This might be a good spot.
What's that weird buzzing noise?
Doesn't sound like bees.
Doesn't sound like mosquitoes...
It kinda sounds
like my grandpa snoring
when he's taking a nap.
If this is gonna be my room,
I wanna find out!
Spider's right. They're
sleeping, snoring, bugs.
Wonder what kind they are?
Well, they seem to have
a body like me.
And they have legs like me.
And they also have...
..HUGE RED EYES!
NOT like me!
Yikes!
Stand back, guys!
Bom-ba-ba-bom!
Fly Girl will protect you
with my supersonic
45 miles-per-hour wing speed!
SW-ISH! KAP!
Hi...
Say, what're you protecting
everyone from?
Err...well...you.
Me?!
I'm a cicada bug.
I wouldn't hurt a fly.
Or a worm. Or a spider.
I just lay around here,
minding my own business.
So, I'm looking for
a new room.
Do you know
of any good places?
Well this place is TERRIFIC!
I guess so.
I mean, if you don't mind a
bunch of snoring bugmates.
Well...
We've just been taking
a little power nap
for...uhm...
maybe 13 years or so?
13 years?!
Yup. Pretty soon it'll be time
to dig myself out,
fly up to the trees and sing
my little heart out!
We're sorry we bothered you,
Cicada.
Bother me?
No, no bother at all.
In fact, it's great to see ya!
You look like
a wonderful audience.
How 'bout I sing a little
something for you?
Well...
Ha,
thought you'd never ask!
Diary, there was no way
my new room
could be anywhere near
the cicadas.
They're even louder than
my sister, Anna!
My moms tell me,
a worm should always remember
three things.
"One bugs trash
is another bug's treasure."
"Always look both ways before
you crawl across the street."
And, if you want your dreams
to come true,
sometimes you have to dig
a little deeper.
I wanted to find the best place
for my new room.
So, I knew I'd have to dig a
little deeper for that too.
I'm here all week,
try the tree sap!
- Wa...hoo...
- Yeah.
Yeah!
You like me, you really like me!
And now, for my next number
Mr. Cicada...
We really need to keep digging
for my new room.
Here's an oldie but goodie!
We need to get him
back to sleep,
or we'll never get out of here.
Hang on, this brighter-spider
just had an idea...
Here you go, Sir.
A nice, soft, silky pillow
to help you fall asleep.
That's awfully sweet of you.
But I'm not the least bit tired.
Why don't I buzz a song for you?
Ha!
Yeah...high-fives!
Middle sixes!
Low eights!
Tail bump!
Wow, he snores even louder
than he sings.
Let's dig for my room
as far away from here
as possible!
Digging in the dirt
we heard this roar.
Turned out to be a cicada snore!
Wow! Look at that.
A huge tunnel!
With lots of room to spread
my wings and FLY!
This would be a great place
for your room.
Wheeeee!
Nice high ceilings, too.
Perfect for my webs.
I bet this place
was dug by some gopher.
They're amazing tunnelers.
If you make this your room,
I'm definitely coming
for a sleepover.
This place is web-tastic.
I see sunlight coming in.
Fly Girl, off to check it out.
Someone sure takes care
of their lawn.
- Fore! - What's that thing
flying over here?
It's faster than a moth,
bigger than a dragonfly...
and it's heading right for me!
RUN!
Run with what?
I have no legs!
Hop on!
Hang on, everyone.
What do we do?
Where do we go?
Close your eyes and push
through. It's just dirt.
Aghhh!
How did we end up in water?
Who knows? I'm just happy
we got away
from that gigantic white thing.
Wa-hoo! Hang on tight.
I'm using all eight legs.
I wonder where this water goes?
Who knows, Worm?
Might lead us
to the perfect spot
for your new room.
Like my moms always say,
sometimes you have to dig
a little deeper.
Or float a little further.
Fly Girl is captain of the ship.
Aye, aye, Cap'n!
Ahoy, Centipede!
Three little bug
friends, floating on a shoe.
- A spider...
- A worm...
And a fly who flew!
Digging in the dirt
for Worm's new space.
We wound up in
this spectacular place.
One bug, two bugs,
three bugs, four.
Five bugs, six bugs,
let's explore some more!
Attention! This is your captain
speaking.
Does anyone notice it's smelling
kinda stinky in here?
Kinda stinky?
It's SUPER stinky!
I can smell it with my legs.
And I can smell it
with my whole body.
It smells like...
rotting garbage!
Rotting garbage?...
Be still my five hearts!
We found it.
This is my perfect room.
I wonder where we are?
Excuse me!
Mr. Roach, can you please
tell us where we are?
"Mr. Roach"? Pffff. We're proper
water bugs, we are.
Sorry.
I'm just a fly. I don't get
underground that often.
Spider and Fly
were helping me dig
to find a nice space
for my new room.
How lovely to have
such good friends
to help you like that.
Margaret and I are on holiday.
We just love a nice cruise.
So, where does this river
lead to?
Love, it's not a river.
You're in an old water pipe.
Where all the garbage ends up
and gets taken downstream.
So that's why it smells
so delicious in here!
Well, enjoy.
We must be off.
Good luck finding your new room,
luvvies!
- Ta, ta!
- Bye!
What's happening?
Rapids ahead!
All hands on deck!
Hang on, everyone!
Whoooooa.
Wheee...
- Yeah!
- Wheee!
My gosh,
we've landed in a...
Garbage bag!
Wow, look at all
this rotting,
decomposing,
icky trash.
Also known as...paradise!
Well, look who the tide
washed in!
Grampa Spider?
Guess you kids found
my favorite neighborhood
'hole in the wall'.
Has this wonderful place
always been here?
Every day but Thursday - that's
when they pick up the trash.
Now, let's see what my
fortune cookie says.
I really believe
these things.
"You will spend the day alone."
Wow!
Never listen to a cookie.
So, Grampa.
Can ANYONE come here?
Anyone who's hungry.
Let's see.
We've got some stinky
stir-fried broccoli.
Some decaying spaghetti
and meatballs.
And wo-ho!
For dessert,
mouldy apple-pie!
My favorite.
Worms love apples.
Erm...are there any rules
about burping and slurping your
food in a public place?
Nah, tons of flies come here.
It's an all-you-can-eat buffet.
Buzz-tacular!
What a day.
I've been digging
through dirt for hours.
Yeah? Digging for what?
To find a nice quiet space
for Worm's new room,
so he doesn't have to share one
with his little sister anymore.
Yeah. She's always bugging him
to tell her a story!
Baby sisters.
I got a million of 'em!
But, you know what
I just realized?
What's that, kiddo?
I know exactly where
my new room should be.
Come on bugs,
let's go home!
...can we take some apple-pie
to go?
Pffft...of course!
Doggy-bag spider style!
- Thanks, Grampa.
- Thank you.
My very own,
very quiet room.
With all my stuff
just the way I want it.
Nice job on your room,
honey.
That's my digger!
Wow, it's so roomy!
Yep, it is.
- What's this?
- A present.
I made it for you.
It's me. I drew you a picture.
So you'll always see my face,
even when you're all alone
in your new room.
Thanks, Liddy. You're a
pretty cute annelid.
I don't know what that means,
but thank you, Worm!
I love you!
I love you too, Liddy.
Hey, do you wanna hear
a bedtime story?
You mean it?
Yeah, I wanna tell you
about the slime-tastic day
I've had.
We woke up a snoring cicada,
who wouldn't stop singing.
Escaped a giant ball
by the tips of our tails.
We had a wild ride
in a shoe boat.
And landed in a pile
of stink-alicious garbage!
Wow! That's the best story EVER.
Okay you two wrigglers.
Let's get ready for bed.
Night, Worm.
I'm really happy your new room
is right next to mine.
Me too. That's kinda what
makes it perfect.
Night, night.
And so ends another dirt-filled
day in my Bug Diary.
What are you gonna write
in your diary?