The Animals of Farthing Wood (1993) s02e04 Episode Script
New Enemies
Hope that winter would starve the farthing wood animals, scarfaced prowl their boundaries,
terrifying the unwilling weasel into being his spy and picking off any creature he saw.
Oh no!
She was on farthing land.
Nobody's safe with him around.
Then Badger returned, suggesting they scavenged from the humans outside the park.
The blue fox clan had the same idea, but it went wrong.
My poor babies.
I'll get back at him.
Don't you worry, my lady.
I thought we had a green and weasel.
Nice! We have! We have!
But you have kept it, have you?
What do you mean?
You didn't tell me about the raid.
What raid?
The raid, your friend, Fox.
Lead on the phone last night.
Did he?
Don't pretend you didn't know.
But I didn't!
Then you should have known, shouldn't you?
It's your job to know and then to tell me.
How could I possibly know what was going on?
I've not been near farthing land for ages.
I was injured. I can hardly walk.
Discarface hurt the little weasel then.
Well, the little weasel had better be very careful.
Or he'll hurt us some more.
I want to know anything and everything that goes on on farthing land.
Do you understand me?
You'd better.
Are you alright?
Are you stupid?
No, I hid.
So I noticed.
Now stay mean ugly blue bot.
Call it a brush or like a rabbit's bob tail.
Blue bot, blue bot, then.
Shh, shh.
Measely?
I'm scared.
I don't want to tell tales of Fox.
Why not? It's him or you.
But I can't.
In Scarface we'll have you for breakfast.
Suppose I kick right out of Fox's way.
Stayed off farthing land.
You know, I mean, I can't tell old blue bot what I don't know.
Can I?
Didn't help me just now.
He said it's your job to know.
I mean, you're supposed to be his spy weasel.
I know, but weasel.
I like you. In fact, I think you're gorgeous.
In fact, I'm dotty about you.
But if you're going to be silly,
I'm not going to stay around to see the result.
I want to leave.
Even if you don't.
Cowdy, cowdy, casted.
Cowdy, cowdy, casted.
Measely?
Come back.
I'm lonely.
I'll just keep myself to myself then.
I know. I'll sing to keep it my spirits.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Hello? Anybody in?
I need someone to keep me warm.
A no-no, like you.
You should be ashamed of yourself.
Oh, oh, oh.
The warden has gone.
What? Are you sure?
He was taken away. He looked very ill.
I can't believe it.
Your friend, the cat, was taken away too.
In a cage.
Oh, no.
What's going on?
Our protector, the warden, has gone.
Oh, no. Now what are we going to do with, folks?
Carp Henik?
Did you say the warden's gone?
No, I said the moon was made of green cheese.
Is it really?
Thor has been found dead. Poor Thor.
I don't know. First winter, then no warden.
We're dropping like flies as it is.
Heaven knows what'll happen to us now.
I'm rather worried about all the moole.
Haven't seen him in ages.
And then there's Weasel. Anyone seen her lately?
There goes Weasel, looking after Kestrel.
The blind, leading the blind.
Weasel is blind?
No, there is Kestrel.
It was a figure of speech.
Cut the cackling.
We're all in this together.
Come on, I'm hungry.
Time we had another raid on that farm.
What do you say?
And then a new danger threatened us.
I know that sound. It's a gun.
The fire is on.
Don't you think it's a fire?
It was a deer.
They were aiming at a fasant.
Sorry, I'm sure.
The deer shared their hay with the grass-eaters amongst us.
It's our turn to look after them.
I say we set up a watch.
Good idea, fox.
I'll help.
What good are you?
Your wings damaged.
I don't see with my wings, Owl and my eyes are fine.
Field mouse might have something to say about that.
Excuse me, but I hope we get on with it.
Anybody want to argue?
Right, first watch, Whistler.
You and Kestrel have better take the wood.
Owl, if you could fly around the park boundary from time to time.
Are you sure you actually want my assistance?
We couldn't do it without you, Owl.
I'm glad someone appreciates me.
I'm so hungry.
If we don't catch something to eat first, I'll fall asleep on watch.
Good luck.
Thanks, Kestrel.
There goes Whistler, patrolling the boundary of Farthingland.
I'm so used to his whistle.
I'm so comfortable.
Fortunetl likes and company dear.
So here I am.
My, it's a lovely night for watching, isn't it?
Look at that moon.
Doesn't it make you feel romantic?
I knew it does me.
To think where the only heavens in the park, but not for long my dear,
it will soon be spring when a heron's thoughts turn to chicks.
My dear, we are not alone.
Soon we will be birding our little nest.
Shh!
Don't you shush me, Kestrel.
I can see you, and I shall talk if I want to.
Perhaps we should move on my dear.
It doesn't need all of us to watch the wood.
Hello, Berger. How's it going?
Shh!
No manners. Unsuitable lot.
Oh, peace at last.
What is it?
A stout.
Would be doing the park a favour getting rid of it?
Gently delete.
Oh, there's Fox.
How's it going, Fox?
No need to bat my head off.
I was only asking a civil question.
I didn't have to come out tonight, you know.
I could have stayed by the pond enjoying myself,
but no, I came out here in the cold to keep watch for your friends.
I'm too unselfish, that's my trouble.
Always thinking of others.
Yes, that's me, but I should know better than future.
Oh!
This was love.
It's a lost hour while for my services to your farthing friends,
but very last time.
It is a pity.
That stout would have satisfied both of us.
They can plead with me, or they like.
Get down on their bended knees, it'll make no difference.
I am not lending my services again.
No, sorry.
Madam!
You were speaking to me?
Go home!
Ha! Well, I know when I'm not wanted.
Look!
We'd better warn the stag.
The poachers are coming.
Fox has gone round the other side to warn the stag.
Run!
Oh no!
Come on, let's find Fox.
Calm down.
The men are going.
They're going to get over it.
Thank you, Fox.
You're warning saved some of us, but not all.
There must be a way to stop the poachers.
But how?
All we can do is warn you.
I've got an idea.
Don't kill me!
Give me one good reason why not.
A stout spinnitha notice of a lady like you.
True, but in cold weather we all have to take what we can get.
No, don't.
I can help you.
You can indeed.
You can help me please, my mate.
He's hungry.
Wouldn't it please him more still to have news of the Farthingwood Fox?
That rather depends.
Tell me more.
My love, do wake up.
No, don't be angry with me.
I've brought you news.
I'd rather have a meal.
About the red fox.
He's got a scheme to stop the poachers.
What?
Why didn't I hear about this?
Where's Weasel?
Weasel?
Where are you?
Everywhere.
I don't know anything.
No, no, anything at all.
I have an oars to anything.
I'll still doubt everything.
I'll still doubt everything.
I have an oars to anything here.
This plan of foxes to catch the poachers.
I don't know anything about it.
Don't you believe me?
Think you can run away from me, do you?
Need some help, my love.
Don't just stand here.
I'll do all I can, my love.
I'll do all I can.
It's now or never.
We must organize the centuries.
I trust Weasel will keep speedy well away from the scene.
But we must have Weasel.
We need everyone we've got now that the mice and voles have gone.
That reminds me.
Where's Weasel?
I hope we haven't lost her.
It seems woefully unlikely.
Shall I look for her?
Yes, Kestrel.
Now, hair.
You're good at feeling vibrations.
You'll get wind of the poachers first,
so you keep watching the boundary near the farm.
Ow!
Hello, old friend.
I'm no friend of yours on a ghostbush.
No, you're not.
You're Weasel.
Oh, but I don't believe we alone.
But I've got to tell you about Fox's plan.
We need you to keep watch of the other side of the pond.
Go away!
Go away!
Everyone in place?
All but Weasel.
She has become most elusive, I must say.
Oh, I found her.
She was pretending to be a ghostbush.
That Weasel is up to no good.
That's not unusual.
There's Whistler going to his post.
We'd better do the same.
Poachers always come in the evening.
Fearfully, the herd awaited the poachers.
Oh, oh, oh, ow.
Excuse me.
But I felt something.
It's him.
I'm sure it is.
The kestrel sing them too.
I'd rather see for myself.
There isn't time.
Fly to Fox.
Fly to Fox.
They're here.
Stand by.
They're coming.
Rest a while.
No.
I've got to draw them this way.
Now's our chance to steer and irritate in Fox.
Right into the poachers hands.
I'll scuffle his plans, all right?
I'm not going.
I know either of you.
Yes, I am.
I wouldn't miss this.
But you, my.
Get.
Shopped.
You'll be there to protect me.
I'll be there.
I'll be there.
I'll be there.
I'll be there.
I'll be there.
You'll be there to protect me.
No, I won't.
Weasem.
Come with us.
I say, Fox.
Has anyone seen Moly?
Can you tell me if I'm going the right way for the pound?
Huh?
Hmm.
Yes.
Just carry on down the hill.
Oh.
Ouch.
Hurry, hurry.
They're making for the stone circle.
Thanks, Squirrel.
Mark.
Mark.
Mark.
Mark.
Mark.
No.
I don't know what you say.
Mark.
Mark.
Mark.
No.
Mark.
No.
Skandby, they're all lost here.
Oh, this is exciting.
It is exciting, isn't it?
Shut up.
Shut up.
The humans are falling into his trap.
A D is gonna fall in a mine.
Dr. Faust, you're not getting away so easily.
Come on, shoot him!
Oh, no.
Oh, no.
Hurry!
Hurry!
Help!
Get me out of here!
The poachers had been paid for their trouble and the deer was safe.
Oh!
Fushies are down in the van!
Fushies are down in the van!
Fushies are down in the van!
That foggy wood fox has brought trouble down on all our heads.
But how? If he sent off the poaches?
I'll be back and when they are back, they'll be angry.
Well, it could have been worse, couldn't it?
Of course I'm glad.
It's just
Oh, nothing.
You are a funny little thing.
It's not like you to be nervous.
Well, perhaps it's because I'm going to have cups.
I'm going to have a cup of coffee.
I'm going to have a cup of coffee.
terrifying the unwilling weasel into being his spy and picking off any creature he saw.
Oh no!
She was on farthing land.
Nobody's safe with him around.
Then Badger returned, suggesting they scavenged from the humans outside the park.
The blue fox clan had the same idea, but it went wrong.
My poor babies.
I'll get back at him.
Don't you worry, my lady.
I thought we had a green and weasel.
Nice! We have! We have!
But you have kept it, have you?
What do you mean?
You didn't tell me about the raid.
What raid?
The raid, your friend, Fox.
Lead on the phone last night.
Did he?
Don't pretend you didn't know.
But I didn't!
Then you should have known, shouldn't you?
It's your job to know and then to tell me.
How could I possibly know what was going on?
I've not been near farthing land for ages.
I was injured. I can hardly walk.
Discarface hurt the little weasel then.
Well, the little weasel had better be very careful.
Or he'll hurt us some more.
I want to know anything and everything that goes on on farthing land.
Do you understand me?
You'd better.
Are you alright?
Are you stupid?
No, I hid.
So I noticed.
Now stay mean ugly blue bot.
Call it a brush or like a rabbit's bob tail.
Blue bot, blue bot, then.
Shh, shh.
Measely?
I'm scared.
I don't want to tell tales of Fox.
Why not? It's him or you.
But I can't.
In Scarface we'll have you for breakfast.
Suppose I kick right out of Fox's way.
Stayed off farthing land.
You know, I mean, I can't tell old blue bot what I don't know.
Can I?
Didn't help me just now.
He said it's your job to know.
I mean, you're supposed to be his spy weasel.
I know, but weasel.
I like you. In fact, I think you're gorgeous.
In fact, I'm dotty about you.
But if you're going to be silly,
I'm not going to stay around to see the result.
I want to leave.
Even if you don't.
Cowdy, cowdy, casted.
Cowdy, cowdy, casted.
Measely?
Come back.
I'm lonely.
I'll just keep myself to myself then.
I know. I'll sing to keep it my spirits.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Hello? Anybody in?
I need someone to keep me warm.
A no-no, like you.
You should be ashamed of yourself.
Oh, oh, oh.
The warden has gone.
What? Are you sure?
He was taken away. He looked very ill.
I can't believe it.
Your friend, the cat, was taken away too.
In a cage.
Oh, no.
What's going on?
Our protector, the warden, has gone.
Oh, no. Now what are we going to do with, folks?
Carp Henik?
Did you say the warden's gone?
No, I said the moon was made of green cheese.
Is it really?
Thor has been found dead. Poor Thor.
I don't know. First winter, then no warden.
We're dropping like flies as it is.
Heaven knows what'll happen to us now.
I'm rather worried about all the moole.
Haven't seen him in ages.
And then there's Weasel. Anyone seen her lately?
There goes Weasel, looking after Kestrel.
The blind, leading the blind.
Weasel is blind?
No, there is Kestrel.
It was a figure of speech.
Cut the cackling.
We're all in this together.
Come on, I'm hungry.
Time we had another raid on that farm.
What do you say?
And then a new danger threatened us.
I know that sound. It's a gun.
The fire is on.
Don't you think it's a fire?
It was a deer.
They were aiming at a fasant.
Sorry, I'm sure.
The deer shared their hay with the grass-eaters amongst us.
It's our turn to look after them.
I say we set up a watch.
Good idea, fox.
I'll help.
What good are you?
Your wings damaged.
I don't see with my wings, Owl and my eyes are fine.
Field mouse might have something to say about that.
Excuse me, but I hope we get on with it.
Anybody want to argue?
Right, first watch, Whistler.
You and Kestrel have better take the wood.
Owl, if you could fly around the park boundary from time to time.
Are you sure you actually want my assistance?
We couldn't do it without you, Owl.
I'm glad someone appreciates me.
I'm so hungry.
If we don't catch something to eat first, I'll fall asleep on watch.
Good luck.
Thanks, Kestrel.
There goes Whistler, patrolling the boundary of Farthingland.
I'm so used to his whistle.
I'm so comfortable.
Fortunetl likes and company dear.
So here I am.
My, it's a lovely night for watching, isn't it?
Look at that moon.
Doesn't it make you feel romantic?
I knew it does me.
To think where the only heavens in the park, but not for long my dear,
it will soon be spring when a heron's thoughts turn to chicks.
My dear, we are not alone.
Soon we will be birding our little nest.
Shh!
Don't you shush me, Kestrel.
I can see you, and I shall talk if I want to.
Perhaps we should move on my dear.
It doesn't need all of us to watch the wood.
Hello, Berger. How's it going?
Shh!
No manners. Unsuitable lot.
Oh, peace at last.
What is it?
A stout.
Would be doing the park a favour getting rid of it?
Gently delete.
Oh, there's Fox.
How's it going, Fox?
No need to bat my head off.
I was only asking a civil question.
I didn't have to come out tonight, you know.
I could have stayed by the pond enjoying myself,
but no, I came out here in the cold to keep watch for your friends.
I'm too unselfish, that's my trouble.
Always thinking of others.
Yes, that's me, but I should know better than future.
Oh!
This was love.
It's a lost hour while for my services to your farthing friends,
but very last time.
It is a pity.
That stout would have satisfied both of us.
They can plead with me, or they like.
Get down on their bended knees, it'll make no difference.
I am not lending my services again.
No, sorry.
Madam!
You were speaking to me?
Go home!
Ha! Well, I know when I'm not wanted.
Look!
We'd better warn the stag.
The poachers are coming.
Fox has gone round the other side to warn the stag.
Run!
Oh no!
Come on, let's find Fox.
Calm down.
The men are going.
They're going to get over it.
Thank you, Fox.
You're warning saved some of us, but not all.
There must be a way to stop the poachers.
But how?
All we can do is warn you.
I've got an idea.
Don't kill me!
Give me one good reason why not.
A stout spinnitha notice of a lady like you.
True, but in cold weather we all have to take what we can get.
No, don't.
I can help you.
You can indeed.
You can help me please, my mate.
He's hungry.
Wouldn't it please him more still to have news of the Farthingwood Fox?
That rather depends.
Tell me more.
My love, do wake up.
No, don't be angry with me.
I've brought you news.
I'd rather have a meal.
About the red fox.
He's got a scheme to stop the poachers.
What?
Why didn't I hear about this?
Where's Weasel?
Weasel?
Where are you?
Everywhere.
I don't know anything.
No, no, anything at all.
I have an oars to anything.
I'll still doubt everything.
I'll still doubt everything.
I have an oars to anything here.
This plan of foxes to catch the poachers.
I don't know anything about it.
Don't you believe me?
Think you can run away from me, do you?
Need some help, my love.
Don't just stand here.
I'll do all I can, my love.
I'll do all I can.
It's now or never.
We must organize the centuries.
I trust Weasel will keep speedy well away from the scene.
But we must have Weasel.
We need everyone we've got now that the mice and voles have gone.
That reminds me.
Where's Weasel?
I hope we haven't lost her.
It seems woefully unlikely.
Shall I look for her?
Yes, Kestrel.
Now, hair.
You're good at feeling vibrations.
You'll get wind of the poachers first,
so you keep watching the boundary near the farm.
Ow!
Hello, old friend.
I'm no friend of yours on a ghostbush.
No, you're not.
You're Weasel.
Oh, but I don't believe we alone.
But I've got to tell you about Fox's plan.
We need you to keep watch of the other side of the pond.
Go away!
Go away!
Everyone in place?
All but Weasel.
She has become most elusive, I must say.
Oh, I found her.
She was pretending to be a ghostbush.
That Weasel is up to no good.
That's not unusual.
There's Whistler going to his post.
We'd better do the same.
Poachers always come in the evening.
Fearfully, the herd awaited the poachers.
Oh, oh, oh, ow.
Excuse me.
But I felt something.
It's him.
I'm sure it is.
The kestrel sing them too.
I'd rather see for myself.
There isn't time.
Fly to Fox.
Fly to Fox.
They're here.
Stand by.
They're coming.
Rest a while.
No.
I've got to draw them this way.
Now's our chance to steer and irritate in Fox.
Right into the poachers hands.
I'll scuffle his plans, all right?
I'm not going.
I know either of you.
Yes, I am.
I wouldn't miss this.
But you, my.
Get.
Shopped.
You'll be there to protect me.
I'll be there.
I'll be there.
I'll be there.
I'll be there.
I'll be there.
You'll be there to protect me.
No, I won't.
Weasem.
Come with us.
I say, Fox.
Has anyone seen Moly?
Can you tell me if I'm going the right way for the pound?
Huh?
Hmm.
Yes.
Just carry on down the hill.
Oh.
Ouch.
Hurry, hurry.
They're making for the stone circle.
Thanks, Squirrel.
Mark.
Mark.
Mark.
Mark.
Mark.
No.
I don't know what you say.
Mark.
Mark.
Mark.
No.
Mark.
No.
Skandby, they're all lost here.
Oh, this is exciting.
It is exciting, isn't it?
Shut up.
Shut up.
The humans are falling into his trap.
A D is gonna fall in a mine.
Dr. Faust, you're not getting away so easily.
Come on, shoot him!
Oh, no.
Oh, no.
Hurry!
Hurry!
Help!
Get me out of here!
The poachers had been paid for their trouble and the deer was safe.
Oh!
Fushies are down in the van!
Fushies are down in the van!
Fushies are down in the van!
That foggy wood fox has brought trouble down on all our heads.
But how? If he sent off the poaches?
I'll be back and when they are back, they'll be angry.
Well, it could have been worse, couldn't it?
Of course I'm glad.
It's just
Oh, nothing.
You are a funny little thing.
It's not like you to be nervous.
Well, perhaps it's because I'm going to have cups.
I'm going to have a cup of coffee.
I'm going to have a cup of coffee.