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One day, when there was nothing else to do, the toys decided to dress as pirates and build
a boat so they could sail the seven seas of Michael's bedroom to bury their treasure
on a tropical island.
Their treasure was Michael's collection of bottle tops in his favorite lunchbox.
Diesel, I've worked out where we should bury the treasure.
And more importantly, they even had a treasure map.
I found the water barrel, Johnson.
What a bottle, Macduff, what a bottle.
Good. We're all ready to sail then.
But there's something I should say before we go.
Oh, now I feel a Johnson speech coming on.
Yes, so do I, Diesel, so do I.
It's dangerous out there on the ocean blue.
There's storms and sharks and sea monsters.
Ooh.
So if any pirate wants to stay behind, we'll all understand.
He can count on me, Captain.
We're all with you, Captain.
Oh, speak for yourself, squeezebox.
I'm staying behind.
It's boring being a water barrel anyway.
But, Alfred, you've got a very important job to do.
Oh, have I?
Yes.
If the wind drops and we're becalmed in the middle of this huge ocean and run out of water,
we can drink yours.
Oh, blither and blazers, Johnson, how disgusting.
I'm very particular about who I share my water with, thank you very much.
Oh, but you wouldn't want us to die of thirst in the middle of the seven seas, would you, Alfred?
Oh.
Oh, I suppose not.
Mind you, just the odd sip or two.
Ah-ha! Here comes the breeze, Captain. Let's set sail.
Hooray!
Go sail!
Cast off!
Aye-aye, Captain.
Watch the genoles.
The toys were excited as they faced the open sea.
It might just seem like a floor to you, but to us it's a mighty sea.
We set sail at half past two when we looked in the map for tea.
And the wicked waves crashed off the deck and threatened to sink our boat.
But greedy elf, we drank each one so we managed to stay afloat.
Ah-ha!
The toys sailed SS Michael across the stormy seven seas for almost half an hour.
Oh, I see an island, Johnson.
Oh, is it Tropical Macduff?
How can you tell?
Well, Tropical Islands have palm trees.
It has! It has! It's Tropical, all right?
Ha-ha, Macduff! Let's bury our treasure.
Anchors away, Captain!
Oh, it's great being a pirate, Captain.
Nearly at the bottom.
Oh!
I hope there are no wild animals on this island like lions or tigers.
No, no, it's quite safe, Macduff.
Oh, that's good.
The only thing to worry about would be sharks.
Huh? What sharks?
Shoe sharks. They must be around here somewhere.
Oh! I see a shoe shark, Johnson!
Oh, and there's one behind us!
Oh! We're completely surrounded!
Oh!
Quick, Alfred, throw me a rope!
Aye-aye, Captain!
Oh, nice call, eh, Pink Bear?
Oh!
Oh, we can't bury our treasure on that island.
It's too dangerous.
We'll have to sail on.
Too dangerous! We'll have to sail on!
It might just seem like a floor to you, but to us it's a mighty sea.
We set sail at half past two, but we hoped to be back for tea.
And the nasty sharks went round and round.
I think it was Michael's shoe!
It had a row of razor teeth.
And pretty red laces, too.
It made lunch for Johnson's comp, it gave him quite a shock.
But Diesel found a luncheon like a brand-new shoe sock!
Ha-ha!
No shark's gonna gobble up my friends, even if it is a shoe!
Ha-ha-ha-ha!
Oh, yeah!
The Tories sailed away from the shoe sharks.
Ha-ha-ha-ha!
But by lunchtime, the wind had dropped and the SS Michael was totally becalmed.
Oh!
Oh, no!
We've been stuck here for hours now!
I'm so thirsty!
If I don't get a drink of water soon, I'll go stark, staring mad!
But you're the water barrel, Alfred.
You're full of water.
Oh, yes!
So I am!
Ha!
I forgot!
Ha-ha-ha!
What lovely cruise we're having!
Anyone for deck lights?
Oh, yeah!
Oh, I'm thirsty too.
Can I have some of your water, Alfred?
Oh, right.
You can have some of my water, but not too much.
We'll all have to go on rations.
Half a cup of toy a day!
Half a cup a day?
That's not very much.
Well, I do have a leak, you know.
Look, see?
Shh!
Can you hear that?
What is it?
If I'm not mistaken, it's a sea monster!
There's supposed to be one around here somewhere.
Oh, yes!
It's the big sea-cleaning monster, Johnson!
There it is!
Let's make sail!
But Johnson, there's no breeze!
Oh, no!
We're doomed!
Perhaps we can make our own breeze.
Right, everybody!
All right, Captain!
One!
Blow!
What do we do now?
Oh, there's a breeze over there!
We're safe!
Except we're over here.
Oh, no!
We're doomed!
Well, if the breeze will come to us, we'll have to go to it.
What?
We can't move this huge boat all by ourselves!
Have you gone stark-staring mad in the hot sun, elephant?
The weakened and exhausted toys dragged, heaved, and pulled their boat.
Row, Johnson!
I'm rowing!
Good!
Heave, Diesel!
I'm heaving!
Good!
Hunt, Alfred!
I'm hunting for all the good it's doing us!
It's the sea monster!
Captain Johnson, we found the breeze!
Hooray!
Let's make sail!
Ha-ha, me hearty!
A monster from the ocean, we make a roaring sound.
The vacuum cleaner's been turned on.
We're going to be sucked down!
It's tentacle-weaved above our heads.
It's dust on babies' cocks, elephant!
But Johnson saved our little boat.
He promptly turned it off!
Hooray, Johnson!
Hooray!
It took the toys many days to bury their treasure.
For everywhere they went, there were fresh adventures.
But now there is you, Ha-ha, who has the strength to make the sea monster.
Hey, come and get some!
That's right, let's get some toys!
Hooray!