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You're getting to be a big boy!
♪ I'm just a kid who's four ♪
♪ Each day I grow some more ♪
♪ I like exploring ♪
♪ I'm Caillou ♪
♪ So many things to do ♪
♪ Each day is something new ♪
♪ I'll share them with you ♪
♪ I'm Caillou ♪
♪ My world is turning ♪
♪ Changing each day! ♪
♪ With Mommy and Daddy, I'm finding my way ♪
♪ Growing up is not so tough ♪
♪ Except when I've had enough ♪
♪ But there's lots of fun stuff ♪
♪ I'm Caillou ♪
♪ Caillou ♪
♪ Caillou ♪
♪ I'm Caillou! ♪
(Giggles)
That's me!
♪♪
CAILLOU: "BUNNY SHMUNNY"
STORYTELLER: CAILLOU LOOKED EVERYWHERE,
BUT HE COULDN'T FIND HIS SPECIAL SHIRT.
WHOA, CAILLOU!
I SPENT A LONG TIME PUTTING THOSE CLOTHES AWAY.
BUT MOMMY, I NEED MY ART SHIRT FOR SCHOOL TODAY!
WE'RE DOING PAPER MACHE!
YOU MEAN THAT SHIRT?
YOU FOUND IT!
I LAID IT OUT FOR YOU LAST NIGHT, CAILLOU.
YOU CAN TIDY UP LATER.
NOW, HURRY UP OR YOU WON'T HAVE TIME TO EAT
THE SPECIAL BREAKFAST I MADE FOR YOU!
MOMMY: (BIG YAWN)
STORYTELLER: ROSIE HAD BEEN UP ALL NIGHT
WITH A BAD COUGH AND THE SNIFFLES.
(COUGHING, SNIFFLES)
STORYTELLER: AND THAT MEANT MOMMY HAD BEEN UP ALL NIGHT TOO!
MOMMY: (YAWNS)
THESE PANCAKES SHOULD MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER, ROSIE.
ROSIE BUNNY! (GIGGLE)
MMM...
WHAT SHOULD I MAKE WITH PAPER MACHE, MOMMY?
MAYBE A LION... OR A DRAGON!
MOMMY: HOW ABOUT... A DINOSAUR?!
STORYTELLER: MOMMY WAS SURE CAILLOU WOULD LIKE
HIS SPECIAL DINOSAUR PANCAKE.
BUT CAILLOU BARELY EVEN NOTICED.
YEAH, MAYBE A DINOSAUR.
OR MAYBE A...
BUNNY! (COUGHS)
NO ROSIE, I DON'T WANT TO MAKE A BUNNY!
AAAAH-CHOO!
MOMMY: AW, POOR ROSIE. I WISH I COULD MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER.
(SNIFFS)
(POP)
(GIGGLING)
WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO MAKE, CAILLOU?
I WAS GONNA MAKE A DINOSAUR.
BUT I CHANGED MY MIND.
NOW I'M GOING TO MAKE A BUNNY FOR ROSIE.
SHE'S SICK.
CAN I MAKE A DINOSAUR?!
SURE.
(GIGGLING)
KIDS: GOOPY!
MISS MARTIN: THAT'S IT - TAKE THE NEWSPAPER STRIPS,
DIP THEM IN THE GLUE
AND THEN STICK THEM TO YOUR BALLOON.
(GIGGLE) EW, YUCK!
STORYTELLER: CAILLOU BEGAN WORKING VERY *** HIS PAPER MACHE BUNNY.
HE KNEW ROSIE WAS GOING TO LOVE IT.
♪♪
CAILLOU: HMM... HMM...
OKAY, EVERYONE,
WE'LL LET THE PAPER MACHE DRY OVERNIGHT,
AND TOMORROW WE'LL ALL PAINT OUR ANIMALS!
YAAAY! YAY!
MOMMY: (SNEEZES)
CAILLOU (GIGGLES)
I THINK I'M CATCHING ROSIE'S COLD...
READY FOR BED, CAILLOU?
UH HUH. AND ALL MY CLOTHES ARE PICKED UP, MOMMY.
(SIGH) I GUESS THEY ARE.
STORYTELLER: CAILLOU WAS SO EXCITED ABOUT HIS BUNNY
HE DIDN'T NOTICE HOW TIRED MOMMY WAS.
CAILLOU: WAIT TILL YOU SEE IT, MOMMY.
I GAVE ROSIE'S BUNNY LONG EARS
AND I MADE WHISKERS WITH PIPE CLEANERS.
IT SOUNDS WONDERFUL, CAILLOU.
CAILLOU: I HOPE ROSIE LIKES IT.
MOMMY: OH, DEAR... LOOK AT YOUR ART SHIRT!
CAN YOU CLEAN IT SO I CAN WEAR IT AGAIN TOMORROW, MOMMY?
PLEEEEASE?
I'M GOING TO PAINT ROSIE'S BUNNY!
OKAY. I'LL SEE WHAT I CAN DO...
IF YOU PROMISE NOT TO THROW YOUR CLOTHES
ON THE FLOOR AGAIN.
(GIGGLES) I PROMISE.
(BIRDS CHIRP)
ROSIE BETTER?
MOMMY! WHERE'S MY-
MOMMY ART SHIRT? IT'S RIGHT HERE.
WHAT DO YOU SAY? (SNEEZE!)
I STAYED UP LATE LAST NIGHT TO WASH IT.
THANK YOU!
WHAT A WONDERFUL BLUE BUNNY, CAILLOU!
IT'S FOR MY SISTER, ROSIE.
WELL, I'M SURE SHE'S GOING TO LOVE IT!
STORYTELLER: CAILLOU FELT PROUD.
HE COULDN'T WAIT TO BRING HIS BUNNY HOME TO ROSIE.
ROSIE YEAH!
I THINK SOMEONE IS ALMOST BETTER.
CAILLOU: DADDY! AWESOME!
OH! THAT SOUNDS LIKE YOUR BIG BROTHER.
OOPIE!
CAILLOU: ROSIE! I'M HOME!
STORYTELLER: CAILLOU WAS EXCITED TO SHOW ROSIE HIS SURPRISE.
CAILLOU: LOOK WHAT I MADE FOR YOU... A BUNNY!
CAILLOU PLAY PUZZLE?
STORYTELLER: CAILLOU WAS DISAPPOINTED.
ROSIE BARELY EVEN LOOKED AT HER BUNNY.
LOOK, ROSIE! IT'S A BUNNY!
HI ROSIE. I'M A BUNNY.
I LIKE EATING CARROTS. YUM YUM!
NO! PUZZLE!
(GIGGLES)
BUT ROSIE, SEE? HE HAS WHISKERS
AND I PAINTED HIM BLUE... YOU LIKE BLUE!
(GIGGLE) BUNNY SHMUNNY!
MOMMY: WHAT'S WRONG, CAILLOU? YOU LOOK A LITTLE DOWN.
I WORKED *** ROSIE'S BUNNY,
AND SHE DIDN'T LIKE IT.
PEOPLE DON'T ALWAYS REALIZE HOW HARD WE WORK
TO MAKE THEM HAPPY.
WHY DON'T YOU HELP ME WITH DINNER?
YOU CAN WASH THE CARROTS WHILE I PEEL THE POTATOES.
OKAY.
ALL DONE!
GOOD JOB, CAILLOU!
NOW YOU CAN MASH THESE BOILED POTATOES.
MAKING DINNER IS HARD WORK, MOMMY.
IT SURE IS.
IT'S ALSO WORK TO PICK UP CLOTHES
AND WASH A FAVOURITE SHIRT...
FOR A CERTAIN SOMEONE.
STORYTELLER: CAILLOU NEVER REALIZED HOW HARD MOMMY WORKED TO MAKE HIM HAPPY.
THANK YOU, MOMMY.
YOU'RE WELCOME, CAILLOU.
AND BY THE WAY, I THINK BUNNY IS BEAUTIFUL.
WHERE ARE YOU GOING?
I'M GOING TO BE A GOOD LITTLE BUNNY
AND PUT AWAY MY CLOTHES BEFORE DINNER! (GIGGLE)
STORYTELLER: THIS WAS CAILLOU'S WAY OF SAYING 'THANK YOU, MOMMY',
FOR ALL OF HER HARD WORK.
♪♪
CAILLOU: "THAT'S MINE!"
(BIRDS CHIRP)
STORYTELLER: CAILLOU'S FAMILY LOVED GOING FOR BIKE RIDES,
AND THEY TOOK VERY GOOD CARE OF THEIR BIKES.
ESPECIALLY CAILLOU!
ROSIE WASH?
NO THANKS. I LIKE DOING IT.
DON'T WASH THAT!
AWW, NOW MY HEAD'S GOING TO GET ALL WET.
I THINK ROSIE REALLY WANTS TO HELP.
ISN'T THERE SOMETHING SHE COULD DO?
UM...
YOU CAN WASH THE HANDLEBARS. JUST BE CAREFUL.
GOOD! I'LL GET ANOTHER TOWEL...
(GASP!) MY BIKE!
ROSIE OOPSY.
IT'S SCRATCHED! YOU SCRATCHED IT, ROSIE.
SEE? THERE!
DADDY: UH-OH. SO IT IS.
I TOLD YOU TO BE CAREFUL!
I KNEW I SHOULDN'T LET HER WASH IT!
ROSIE SORRY!
SHE DIDN'T MEAN TO, CAILLOU.
STORYTELLER: BUT CAILLOU WAS TOO UPSET TO LISTEN.
ALL HE KNEW WAS THAT ROSIE HAD SCRATCHED
ONE OF HIS FAVORITE THINGS!
AND HE DIDN'T WANT IT TO HAPPEN AGAIN -
SO HE DECIDED TO TAKE BACK EVERYTHING
HE HAD LET ROSIE PLAY WITH.
EWW, ROS-IE!
(DISHES CLATTER)
MY DRUM!
THAT'S MINE!
(FRUSTRATED HUFF)
ROSIE: CAILLOU?
WHAT CAILLOU DOING?
I'M TAKING BACK ALL MY TOYS.
THEY'LL BE SAFER IN MY ROOM.
HEY, THAT'S MY TAMBOURINE!
THERE. NOW, ROSIE WON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE THEY ARE!
(GULP) B'NANA?
(HUFF) NO, THANKS.
AND FROM NOW ON, YOU HAVE TO KNOCK FIRST.
MY ROOM IS PRIVATE PROPERTY!
(SIGH) WHY DON'T YOU GO PLAY IN THE PLAYROOM?
OKAY.
SHE'LL NEVER REMEMBER TO KNOCK.
(LAUGH) NOW SHE CAN'T SNEAK IN.
STORYTELLER: CAILLOU FELT BETTER,
KNOWING THAT ALL HIS TOYS WERE SAFE FROM ROSIE.
THEN, HE REMEMBERED SOMETHING...
(GASP) I HAVE TOYS IN THE PLAYROOM, TOO!
(RATTLES)
WHAT THAT?
IT'S TAPE.
I'M SPLITTING THE PLAYROOM IN HALF.
FROM NOW ON, THIS IS MY SIDE...
AND THAT'S YOURS.
I WON'T TOUCH YOUR STUFF, IF YOU DON'T TOUCH MINE. OKAY?
(SADLY) OKAY.
OOOH! STICKER!
CAILLOU TAKE.
YOU'RE GIVING ME THIS?
BUT IT'S YOUR BEST STICKER!
THANKS, BUT YOU SHOULD REALLY KEEP IT FOR YOUR STICKER BOOK.
OOPS - I'M OUT OF TAPE.
I'D BETTER GET MORE!
(MUTTERS) FLASHLIGHT HM... GARBAGE BAGS...
TAPE!
YEEEEAH! YEAHHH!
(STRUMMING THE GUITAR) (BOING!)
(GASP) OH, NO! I BROKE IT!
MAYBE I CAN FIX IT?
(OBJECTS CLATTER)
(KNOCK ON THE DOOR)
DADDY: CAILLOU?
THERE'S SOMETHING A LITTLE DIFFERENT ABOUT MY GUITAR...
IS THERE ANYTHING YOU WANT TO TELL ME?
I BROKE IT. I'M SORRY!
I DIDN'T MEAN TO. I TRIED TO FIX IT!
(CHUCKLE) YES, I NOTICED.
(OUT OF TUNE)
IT'S ALL RIGHT, CAILLOU.
JUST LET ME DO THE FIXING NEXT TIME, OKAY?
OKAY. BUT AREN'T YOU MAD?
NO. ACCIDENTS HAPPEN.
WHEN ROSIE SCRATCHED MY BIKE, I FELT REALLY MAD.
HOW DO YOU THINK ROSIE FELT?
SHE PROBABLY FELT REALLY SORRY.
I THINK SO, TOO.
SO! WOULD YOU LIKE TO LEARN
HOW TO CHANGE A GUITAR STRING?
YES! BUT... CAN WE DO IT LATER?
I HAVE TO DO SOMETHING.
SURE, CAILLOU.
MINE!
I KNOW! I WON'T TAKE IT.
ROSIE, I'M SORRY I WAS GROUCHY ABOUT MY BIKE.
ACCIDENTS HAPPEN TO EVERYBODY.
EVEN ME!
SO... YOU CAN STILL PLAY WITH MY TOYS. OKAY?
OKAY!
DO YOU WANT TO PLAY WITH MY TAMBOURINE?
TAMBREEN! TAMBREEN!
I THINK THAT'S A YES.
AND IF YOU STILL WANT TO GIVE ME THAT STICKER,
I THOUGHT OF A REALLY GOOD PLACE FOR IT.
OKAY!
ROSIE: ALL GONE!
CAILLOU: THAT LOOKS GREAT!
DADDY: IT SURE DOES! SO...
WHO FEELS LIKE A FAMILY BIKE RIDE?
CAILLOU: ME!
MOMMY: ME!
MEEEE!
(ALL LAUGH)
STORYTELLER: CAILLOU AND ROSIE WERE HAPPY AGAIN.
THEY HAD LEARNED HOW TO FORGIVE ONE ANOTHER.
Caillou!
Shh, Rosie!
Can't you fall asleep?
Just try closing your eyes.
Do you want me to sing you a song?
Caillou sing song!
Rock-a-bye Rosie, in the tree top,
you have to go to sleep because it's night time.
So Rock-a-bye Rosie, go to sleep now.
Sing more.
No Rosie, you have to sleep now.
(crying)
Just a minute, Rosie.
My very favorite.
Here Rosie, you can borrow my fire truck!
(siren wails)
No!
(Rosie crying)
It's ok, mommy, it was just my firetruck.
(Gilbert meows)
Oh, Gilbert! It's only you.
Come and lie down with Rosie.
See?
Gilbert's going to sleep,
so you have to go to sleep too, ok?
Rosie want bunny.
Ok, Rosie.
Hmm.
I can't find bunny.
How about your kangaroo instead?
No!
I'll be right back.
(toy squeaks)
(Gilbert meows)
Shh! Gilbert!
Hmm.
Rosie's bunny!
Thanks, Gilbert!
Rosie: Bunny!
I'm going to tell you a story to help you go to sleep.
Hmm. Let's see.
(Caillou yawns)
Goodnight, Rosie,
Sweet dreams!
♪♪
CAILLOU: "RASPBERRY RUCKUS"
(BIRD CHIRPS, GILBERT MEOWS)
STORYTELLER: ROSIE WAS HAVING A WONDERFUL TEA PARTY IN HER ROOM
WHEN SHE HEARD...
CAILLOU, ANDRE: (GIGGLING)
STORYTELLER: GIGGLING!
ROSIE HAD NO IDEA WHY CAILLOU AND ANDRE WERE LAUGHING,
BUT SHE WANTED TO KNOW, SO SHE COULD LAUGH TOO!
(GIGGLING)
OKAY. LISTEN TO THIS ONE...
(DEEP BREATH) TBBBBTTT!
(LAUGHING)
OKAY! ME NEXT! ME NEXT!
(DEEP BREATH) TBBBBBBTTTT!
ANDRE HA HA! THAT WAS EVEN LOUDER THAN MINE!
ROSIE: FUNNY NOISE!
STORYTELLER: CAILLOU AND ANDRE THOUGHT ROSIE WAS GOING TO RUIN THEIR FUN!
CAILLOU: COME ON ROSIE, THIS IS BIG KID STUFF.
YOU GO BACK TO YOUR ROOM AND-
(DEEP BREATH) TBBBBBTTTTT!
(LAUGHING)
THAT WAS THE BEST RASPBERRY EVER!
I NEVER KNEW YOU WERE SO FUNNY, ROSIE!
(DOORBELL RINGS)
DADDY: I'LL GET IT! IT'S PROBABLY OUR DINNER GUESTS...
JUST IN TIME, TOO!
CAILLOU! ROSIE! TIME FOR DINNER!
WOW... THAT WAS FAST.
YOU MUST REALLY BE HUNGRY.
I'M SETTING THE TABLE, SWEETHEART.
WHAT WOULD YOU LIKE TO DRINK WITH YOUR DINNER?
MILK OR APPLE JUICE?
(DEEP BREATH) TBBBBTTTTT!
CAILLOU: (LAUGHING WILDLY)
DADDY: GRANDPA AND GRANDMA ARE HERE.
ARE YOU KIDS LOOKING FORWARD TO HAVING DINNER
WITH THEM TONIGHT?
(DEEP BREATH) TBBBTTTTT!
STORYTELLER: ALTHOUGH CAILLOU THOUGHT
ROSIE'S RASPBERRIES WERE VERY FUNNY,
MOMMY AND DADDY DID NOT AGREE.
MOMMY: MM-HM. SEEMS LIKE THE KIDS HAVE LEARNED SOMETHING NEW TODAY.
YUP. AND I'M NOT SURE I LIKE IT.
CAILLOU: GRANDPA! GRANDMA!
ROSIE: GWANDMA! GWANDPA!
(CHUCKLE) HELLO THERE!
WE'VE BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING YOU.
SO! DID YOU KIDS HAVE A NICE DAY?
(DEEP BREATH) TBBBBTTTT!
CAILLOU: (LAUGHS)
UH... SO YOU DIDN'T HAVE A GOOD DAY?
WE HAD A GREAT DAY!
ANDRE AND I SHOWED ROSIE HOW TO BLOW RASPBERRIES!
(DEEP BREATH) TBBBBBBBTTTTT!
CAILLOU: (GIGGLES) SEE?!
HM. CHILDREN, THERE WILL BE NO MORE RASPBERRIES
AT THE DINNER TABLE, THANK YOU.
IT'S NOT PROPER.
(GIGGLES)
STORYTELLER: THAT NIGHT, CAILLOU WAS STILL GIGGLING,
THINKING ABOUT ROSIE'S RASPBERRIES.
DADDY: GOOD NIGHT, SWEETHEART!
MOMMY: LOVE YOU!
ROSIE: TBBBBBBBBTTT!
(GIGGLES)
DADDY: CAILLOU, I THINK WE NEED TO HAVE A TALK.
BLOWING RASPBERRIES CAN BE FUN,
BUT SOMETIMES IT'S INAPPROPRIATE.
IN-A-PRO-REEEATE?
INAPPROPRIATE.
THAT MEANS IT'S NOT HOW WE'D LIKE
YOU AND ROSIE TO BEHAVE.
IT SEEMS TO ME YOU'RE ENCOURAGING YOUR SISTER.
BUT RASPBERRIES ARE FUNNY!
DOESN'T THAT MAKE IT OKAY?
THERE'S A TIME AND A PLACE FOR EVERYTHING, HONEY,
EVEN FUNNY STUFF.
DADDY: BLOWING RASPBERRIES IS FINE -
WHEN IT'S JUST SILLY FUN BETWEEN FRIENDS
OR BROTHERS AND SISTERS.
BUT MOST OTHER TIMES,
IT'S IMPOLITE TO MAKE RUDE SOUNDS, LIKE RASPBERRIES.
DO YOU UNDERSTAND?
(YAWNS) UH HUH.
DADDY: OKAY KIDDO. TIME FOR BED.
DON'T FORGET, TOMORROW'S THE BIG "OPEN HOUSE"
AT YOUR PRESCHOOL!
CAILLOU OPEN HOUSE. RIGHT.
(YAWNS) GOODNIGHT.
STORYTELLER: CAILLOU WAS VERY EXCITED TO SHOW HIS FAMILY
AROUND HIS PRESCHOOL.
CAILLOU: COME ON! OVER HERE!
WELCOME!
I'M SO GLAD YOU COULD MAKE IT!
WE'RE JUST ABOUT TO SHOWCASE
SOME OF OUR STUDENTS' ARTWORK.
ISN'T THAT RIGHT, CAILLOU?
UH HUH. I MADE A SPECIAL PAINTING!
LEO: ME TOO!
HI LEO!
MISS MARTIN: WELCOME TO OUR PRESCHOOL'S OPEN HOUSE!
YOU'RE WELCOME TO TAKE A LOOK AROUND THE CLASSROOM,
BUT BEFORE YOU DO...
I'D LIKE TO SHOW YOU SOME OF THE ARTWORK
THE CHILDREN HAVE BEEN WORKING ON.
ALL: (IMPRESSED) OOH... AH... NICE!
OH MY!
OOH.
STORYTELLER: CAILLOU WAS SO VERY PROUD TO SEE HIS PAINTING ON THE WALL.
HE COULDN'T WAIT TO SHOW IT OFF.
THAT ONE'S MINE! RIGHT THERE!
DADDY: OHH! WOW!
MOMMY: IT'S BEAUTIFUL, CAILLOU!
DADDY: I LOVE IT!
WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BROTHER'S PAINTING, ROSIE?
(DEEP BREATH) TBBBBBBBTTTTT!
(GASPS)
(STIFLED GIGGLE) OH MY!
THAT WAS FUNNY!
(STIFLED GIGGLES)
(LAUGHING)
(LAUGHING)
STORYTELLER: NOT EVERYONE FOUND ROSIE'S RASPBERRY FUNNY...
ESPECIALLY NOT CAILLOU.
NOT THIS TIME.
MOMMY: SWEETHEART, WE'RE SORRY FOR LAUGHING.
BUT WE WEREN'T LAUGHING AT YOU OR YOUR PAINTING.
NOPE. JUST ROSIE'S RASPBERRY.
WE THOUGHT YOUR PAINTING WAS TERRIFIC!
NOBODY EVEN GOT TO SEE MY PAINTING.
THEY WERE TOO BUSY LAUGHING!
(SIGH) YOU WERE RIGHT.
SOMETIMES RASPBERRIES ARE IN-A-PROP-RI-ATE.
I HAVE TO HAVE A TALK WITH ROSIE!
(BIG INHALE) TBBBBBBTTTT!
ROSIE, YOU HAVE TO STOP BLOWING RASPBERRIES.
SOMETIMES THEY'RE RUDE!
YOU HURT MY FEELINGS TONIGHT.
(SNIFFLES)
I'M NOT MAD.
JUST DON'T BLOW RASPBERRIES ANY MORE, OKAY?
NO MORE? NO MORE FUNNY NOISE?
NO MORE NOISE.
WELL... MAYBE SOMETIMES.
WHEN IT'S JUST YOU AND ME, ACTING SILLY, OKAY?
(INHALE) TBBBBBBTTT! OKAY!
(GIGGLES) OKAY.
C'MON, ROSIE, LET'S GO PLAY!
STORYTELLER: CAILLOU HAD REALIZED THERE WAS A TIME AND PLACE
FOR EVERYTHING -
EVEN BLOWING RASPBERRIES.