Pollux et le chat bleu

Dougal:
You're such a pathetic lot, Yah, Sucks, Boo!

Bryan:
And the same to you, Blue Bag!

[Laughs]

Ermintrude:
Blue Bag!

Bryan:
Blue bag! Stinky poo!

Ermintrude:
BLUE BA-A-A-AG!

Buxton:
Don't you dare mock my prime minister.

Zebedee:
Prime minister? Don't make me laugh!

Buxton:
[singing] My friend and I are BLUE! BLUE! OH!

Dougal:
We're blue. We're blue. We're blue. We're blue. We're blue. We're blue. We're blue. We're blue. We're blue. We're BLUE!

Buxton:
My friend and I. My friend and I are one and only tr-r-ru-u-u-ue!

Dougal:
We're true. We're true. We're true.

Buxton:
We have a yearning to be EVIL.

Dougal:
We maybe bad. We maybe bad. But most of all, WE'RE EVIL!

Buxton:
Speaks the truth, a lovely lad, I maybe worst... but HE IS -...

Dougal:
Yes, it's true. He's worst. He maybe worst. But he makes me look quite good. GOOD GOOD GOOD GOOD GOOD GOOD! Ole!

[Dougal and Buxton dance in a Waltz]

Buxton:
[speaking] Do you come here often?

Dougal:
[singing] Yes, he is worst. Yes, he is worst. He makes me look quite good.

Buxton:
HEY! Something appears to have become between us.

Dougal:
Yes, something has come between us... which makes me look quite... GOOD? GOOD GOOD GOOD GOOD GOOD! Ole!

[End of Song]

Dougal:
ACHOO!

Buxton:
Bless you... HEEEEEYYYY! You're not blue!

Dougal:
What are you talking about, your majesty, sir?

Buxton:
...Dougal!

Dougal:
WHAT? I mean No! No no no! I'm Blue Peter, remember? Yo

Dougal:
I'm not very fond of torture!

Dougal:
Stay as long as you like, the train leaves at 3.