A nightingale who has lost her singing voice is thrown out by the disappointed king, but when she learns that the king has fallen ill, she returns to him.
Educational theme: Sensitivity to the value of life.
It's starting!
Hurl that big rock with your tail, WHIP-WHIP-WHIP.
Leap across Donut Swamp, THUD-THUD-THUD.
But your heart is tender and warm.
Don't flinch!
Don't mope!
Don't you cry!
Charge ahead, Rockie!
Go, Rockie!
Rockie and the Nightingale.
I'm home.
Oh? Rockie! Welcome home.
I had extra helpings for lunch and I'm already starved.
Welcome home, lee-lee-lee.
Huh?
Huh? Who was that?
Lee-lee lee-lee.
Whoa! A singing cricket!
Lee-lee lee-lee-lee.
Eyes are wide awake.
Lu-la lee-lee-lee.
Dreamy lee-lee-lee.
What a beautiful voice.
Dreamy lee-lee.
Yes. I've never seen a cricket that sings so beautifully.
Neither have I.
Here. This is for you.
It's delicious. Lee-lee.
She likes it. She's so cute.
Lee-lee. She's cute.
Well now, Rockie and Rocco, let's get you to bed.
Okay! Yay-yay.
I know.
I'll show her to everybody in class tomorrow.
Good night, singing cricket.
Lee-lee lee-lee-lee.
Sleepy eyes lee-lee-lee.
It's morning time.
So tell me. What do you have that's so exciting?
Come on, Rockie, show us.
Let me see it.
Ta-dah! A singing cricket.
Huh? It's just a plain old cricket.
What's so exciting about this cricket, Rockie?
Well, you'll see.
Huh? This is strange.
Why doesn't she sing?
Singing cricket, sing like you did yesterday.
Hmm. She's just a plain cricket after all.
No she's not, Juras. She sang for us many times yesterday.
Huh? This cricket sings?
M-hm. She sang nicely yesterday.
And you're really not making this up?
No, it's true.
She sang "lee-lee-lee" in a beautiful voice.
I'm not making this up, I tell you...
I'm home!
- Welcome home!
- Rocco, come over here.
Uh-huh, uh-huh.
Welcome home, Rockie.
Oh, she's gone already.
Hmm?
Water... please...
My goodness. The water bowl is empty.
Where has Rockie gone without taking care of the cricket?
No... Not here!
Everyone laughed at me because the cricket wouldn't sing.
I wonder if I can find another cricket that would sing more.
Yo, yo! I'm Rapper, cool man Rapper.
Today again I look so dapper.
- Hey, hey-hey-hey...
- No! Rapper!
- Huh?
- Don't stomp around there.
Huh?
We're looking for singing crickets.
Lee-lee.
Am I getting in your way?
Then I'll just scoot out of here.
- Yay! I'm Rapper, cool man Rapper...
- Quiet!
Quiet! Shush!
Please! You're going to scare the crickets away.
Aww, phooey. I'm Rapper, cool man Rapper...
I'm sneaking out.
Huh? Oh. Here's a book.
Could this be...?
Here I go again!
Where am I?
Heave-ho, heave-ho, heave-ho, heave-ho.
Huh? Is that you, Juras?
Juras? Who's that?
I'm the royal doctor.
The royal doctor?
That's right.
I'm on my way taking important luggage to the king...
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Let me help you.
Wow. You're really strong.
Hey! I'm the king, the castle's king.
What's taking the doctor so long, yo?
Your excellency! I'm back.
Huhh? Is that you, Rapper?
Nonsense. This is King Rappa of this castle.
King Rappa?
Ah? And who are you?
Me? I'm Rockie.
She helped me carry the luggage.
M-hm. Well, thanks for that.
What a cute bird!
That's my pet nightingale.
Hey, Nightie, I want you to say hello to Rockie.
How do you do...
No, it's no good.
What's the matter?
Nightie used to have a really beautiful singing voice.
Did she?
Oh, yeah. But her voice has gone hoarse these days.
It's a let-down.
Oh yes. Your excellency, I've finished it.
Huh? What is this?
A mechanical bird. I built it.
Hey, hey, hey. Your groove is better than Nightie's, pal.
From this day on you're my royal pet.
There goes Nightie.
Hey, hey, hey, yo.
Tell me, do you know who I am?
Yes! The king!
That's right, you got it, I'm the king.
Hey, yo, yeah.
But King Rappa, what about Nightie?
Never mind. Don't worry. Right, pal?
It's perfect. All right, here we go again.
Huh? What's wrong?
Ow!
Oh no! Your excellency!
King Rappa, are you all right?
A song... A song...
The king loves music. Without music he gets ill.
Is that so?
In the past, Nightie's singing used to make the king well.
Nightie's singing?
But now she's gone.
Okay. Let's see if it works now.
No, this is no good. What should I do?
Look! That bird...
Oh, it's you, Nightie.
Tru-lu-lu-lu-la.
Tru-lu-lu-lu-la.
Dear king, please get well.
Nightie, you've come back for me?
Dear king...
Oh, Nightie. You don't have to strain yourself anymore.
Thank you, Nightie.
All's well then.
Rockie. Rockie.
Huh? Oh, Rocco!
Rockie!
I've come back, then.
Is that Puckoo's scale?
We still looking for crickets?
Uh... No. We don't need to.
We already have a singing cricket at home.
Lee-lee lee-lee.
Singing cricket, I'm sorry.
I'm going to take good care of you now.
Lee-lee lee-lee.
That's all for now!