# Baby Shark, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo #

# Baby Shark, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo #

# Baby Shark, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo #

# Baby Shark #

# And this is my show, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo #

# That's my mom, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo #

# That's my dad, doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo #

# That's William! # Woo-hoo!

# We live here # # Doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo #

# We do fun things # # Doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo #

# And through it all # #Doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo #

# We dance and sing! #

# This is Baby... # # Baby... #

# Shark's... Big... Show... #

#Doo-doo, doo-doo, doo-doo ##

Ah, I love the smell of the Kelp Woods in the morning.

Oooh! Camping is gonna be jaw-some!

We’ve never done a trip just the three of us before!

Boys’ night, am I right?!

Right. Ow. My gills...

I’m glad you’re a happy camper, Baby.

This is something Grandpa and I used to do when I was just a pup.

Oh, those were the days...

Just you, me, and the relentless forces of nature.

It was... Definitely unforgettable.

C’mon, let’s go set up camp!

Alright, squiddo.

Let your dear ol’ gramps show ya how to set up a proper tent.

Voila!

(Gasp)

It’s the most majestic, rugged, majestic tent I’ve ever seen!

A true camping trip is about roughing it outdoors.

Yanno, gazing up at the starfish from your sleeping bag.

(Laughs)

I can’t wait for us to cuddle up like cuddle fishies in here.

Yeah... about that.

I mean, nature’s great and all Pops,

but we don’t need to camp like we used to anymore.

Now we have the technology to...

Glamp!

(Music)

Haha! It’s camping. But glamorous.

It’s the most majestic, hi-tech,

majestic tent I’ve ever seen!

Hmmm... that looks a little new-fangled if you ask me.

I think both camping and glamping are chum-believable.

Let’s just do a little bit of both!

(Laughing)

What a silly idea.

Yeah. Everyfishy knows there’s only one way to camp...

(Both) My way!

Uh oh.

Things are about to get fin-teresting.

Your Gramps has the perfect activity to prove that camping is best!

It’s time for some good ol’ fashion sea-whittling!

That’s when we use our teeth to carve driftwood into adorable knick-knacks!

(Gnawing)

Grandpa Shark is so talented!

Using our teeth? Adorable knick-knacks?

Jaw-some!

Right...

Chompers don’t fail me now...

It’s whittlin’ time!

(Gnawing)

Forgive me, teeth.

Okay, that’s gonna be a big ‘n-o’ for this sharky dentist.

Grandpa, look at my wittle whittled bunny slug!

It’s so cute!!

Must snuggle!!

Okay. That is abso-tooth-ly adorbs Baby.

But why use your perfect, precious teeth to whittle a knick-knack,

when you can just order one?

(Whale noises)

Huh. You’re lucky there’s shell reception out here.

Ohh! It’s a wittle Taj Mahalibut!

But I really loved whittling my bunny slug.

I named him Maurice.

I’m Maurice.

Hey Baby.

I bet you and Maurice are pretty hungry after all that sea-whittling.

We sure are.

Well you’re in luck.

Daddy has the perfect glamp-tastic feast for you!

Lunch is served!

Ptf. That’s your ‘feast’?

How much food can that little thing possibly hold?

Oh. Good question.

Better answer.

Kelp-o-roni pizzas, swirlberry smoothies, moss-mallows for s’mores,

the works!

Whoa!!

Wha... How?!

Ha ha ha... Bon appétit, Sharks.

(Chomps)

Mm. I feel like I’m at a four starfish restaurant...

Ah, well, looks like my pup is a glamper at heart...

and stomach.

Eating fancy food ain’t camping.

Finding your own food in the great outdoors, that’s camping!

Oooo. Does the great outdoors have braised reef ragù, too?

Ho-ho. Its food is way better.

Throw in some briny sea pickles, and... done!

It’s the sandwich of my little sharky dreams...

Go on Baby. Dig in.

(Chomps)

Mmm. That’s one tasty sandwich, Grandpa.

Ha! Face it son.

Camping is way better than glamping!

Hahaha. Oh my dear Pops.

Your shark sense is out of date.

Glamping is way better than camping!

Camping! No, glamping!

Camping! Glamping!

(Both) Tell him, Baby.

Actually I think they’re both super jaw-some.

Y’know.

I’m thinking these woods aren’t big enough for camping and glamping.

Couldn’t agree more.

Way I see it, there’s only one way to settle this...

You read my mind.

They’re gonna sing, aren’t they?

(Music)

# My open fire is burning bright

# Bubblin’ all through the night!

# Warm fin-mits are all I need

# I’ve got nature on TV!

# Why look at sea deer cramped inside

# Let’s swim to see them in the wild!

# There’s only one way to do it, you gotta...

# Camp like me!

# Sit back, relax on my new sofa bed!

# Camp like me!

# Lay in a hammock in the kelp instead!

# There’s only one way to do it

# Camping my way will prove it

# Camp like me

# It’s better to camp like me!

# Why swim? Why need to hike?

# I’ve got an eel-ectric ride.

# You can’t beat a starry sky

# Sitting under the moonlight

# I’ve got the skills to live off the land.

# I've got the high-tech party planned!

# Do it my way!

# My way! My way!

# Camp like me!

# Come watch the game on Fish-Dish Finternet!

# Camp like me!

# Come sit and starfish gaze with me instead!

# There’s only one way to do it

# Camping my way will prove it

# Camp like me

# It’s better to camp like me! ##

- So Baby, which is better?

Camping?

Or...

Glamping?

Umm... neither.

Neither?!

What? That’s not even one of the choices.

All I wanted was to have a fun camping trip

with my Daddy and Grandpa.

But all you want to do is compete with each other.

This boys’ trip is totally ruined.

(Whimpers)

Looks like it’s just you and me, Maurice.

(Sighs) He’s right, son.

If only you’d just agree camping is better.

What? No, Pops.

Ah. We should’ve just found a way to do both camping

and glamping like Baby said.

Right, right. Or that.

My wittle heart hurts.

Okay, we have to find a way to save this camping trip.

For Baby.

But how?

(Both) Hmmm...

Baby. Psst! Wake up.

Huh? Whazzat?

Daddy?

Grandpa?

Hey there, squiddo.

We have a surprise for you.

We? As in you two?

Together? Both of you? Together?

Him? And you? Working?

Together?!

I dunno what’s going on,

but I do love surprises so...

I’m listening.

Okay, close your eyes.

No peeking.

Almost there, and...

Okay squiddo, you can open your eyes now.

(Gasps)

It’s so rugged and hi-tech.

Yup! Tonight we’re going to enjoy a good ol’ fashion campfire...

From the comfort of a fancy jacuzzi.

You mean... camping and glamping?!

Yup!

Yessiree!

Grandpa and I are sorry.

We never should’ve argued about whose way of camping is best.

And whether camping or glamping,

we both agree there’s nothing more magical than a midnight campfire.

A midnight campfire?

It’s a tradition your Daddy and I enjoyed when he was just a pup.

And now we want to share it with you.

(Gasp)

A boys’ night, amiright?!

(Both) Boys’ night! (All laughing)

Pass me another one of those fancy moss-mallows, would you son?

You got it, Pops!

Ah, this is the best camping-slash-glamping trip ever!

Agreed!

I gotta ask Pops, how did you build a campfire under water?

Heh heh... I’ll tell you the next time we go glamping.

Okay. This trip is a wittle heartwarming.

And delicious!

(Laughing)

Come here you!

(Sweet sigh)

Minnow, Minnow, Minnow... Tuna!

(Laughing)

Whoof! Maybe you should pick somefishy else to be Tuna.

Y’know, so they don’t get jealous.

Somehow I don’t think they mind.

(Gasp) New neighbors?!

How did we get so lucky?!

Oh yeah, my mom said a new family was moving in today.

I wonder if they know where to leave the recycling?

I wonder if they know there’s a crab living in their mailbox?

And they have a calf?!

Did your mom tell you anything about him?

My mom doesn’t like to gossip.

But I do.

His name is Wallace and his hobbies include playing barnacle ball,

collecting teeny tiny things, and singing super catchy songs.

(Gasp) Those hobbies are my hobbies!

I bet we’ll be great friends.

And I know just how we can welcome him to the neighborhood.

(Both) Bring out the Welcome Wagon!

Wallace, prepare to be welcomed!

(Knocks)

Uh... hi?

Hello! I’m Baby Shark.

And I’m William.

And we are here to welcome you and your family to the neighborhood.

# It’s your lucky day, my friend You found the best place in the sea

# Here every fishy swims in perfect harmony

# Yeah, I really like it

# We come in all shapes and sizes

# There’s no place quite like this

# No! Wave hello!

# Welcome home to Carnivore Cove

# Indisputable, beautiful, best place in the world

# The water’s clear and we’re so happy you’re here

# Ohh, welcome home to Carnivore Cove

# It’s underwater paradise

# You’re gonna like it here

# We’ve got treasure pits and bubbaloons

# And tons of fishy cheer... Ohhhhhh

# Sea change!

# Wave hello! Welcome home to Carnivore Cove

# Indisputable, beautiful, best place in the world

# Settle in, raise a fin with your new best friends!

# That’s us! Ohh welcome home to Carnivore Cove

# Indisputable, beautiful

# Carnivore Cove

# The best place in the world

# To Carnivore Cove

# Welcome home to Carnivore Cove! ##

Well that’s a strange way to say “nice to meet you”.

Maybe we should have sent a fruit basket instead?

Okay Ernie. Pitch it to me!

- I did it! I pitched a strike!

- Ho ho... High-fin! That was a sick curveball.

- I bet the big kids will play with me now.

Thanks for the pointers Wallace.

- No problem Ernie.

Catch you later.

- Byeeee!

Hey look! There’s Wallace.

Here’s our chance to really welcome him to the neighborhood!

We’ll welcome him so hard it’ll make his tail spin.

Now who am I gonna’ play with?

Oh! Hey Wallace. We can play with you.

Eh, no thanks.

If you don’t want to play Barnacle Ball we can do something else.

Oh! Wanna watch William juggle?

Not to brag but I can juggle three balls.

And some day I’ll be able to juggle them all at the same time.

I’ll pass.

Okay. Maybe we can play tomorrow?

Ah, don’t you get it?

I don’t want to play with you.

I don’t like sharks.

Really? Why not?

Everyfishy knows they’re dangerous.

Baby’s not dangerous.

He’s the nicest!

And you shouldn’t treat anyfishy badly

just because they’re different from you.

It doesn’t matter if they’re an urchin,

a dolphin, or a shark.

Yeah well... I don’t know about all that.

I gotta go.

He doesn’t like me because I’m a shark?

I don’t get it.

Me neither. It’s cool you’re a shark and if Wallace can’t appreciate it

then it’s his loss.

Hmm... I dunno...

Well it’s not like you can stop being a shark.

(Gasp)

Or can I?

Phew! This dolphin costume is hot.

But it’ll be worth it

when Wallace sees how much fun we can have together.

(Knocks)

Phew! For a minute there I thought you might be that Shark again.

Oh! No sharks here.

Just me. Baby Shh... Dolphin!

Baby Dolphin.

Baby Dolphin EEE-EEE-EEE-EEE-EEE-EEE-EEE!

Baby Dolphin yeah!

Well I’m convinced. Wanna play a game of Bottlenose Ball?

Bottlenose Ball? The dolphin game?

Uhh, sure! I can’t think of a reason why not!

Because I’m a dolphin!

Great! Let’s flow!

Ball comin’ your way!

Shark strength!

...iiis what I would yell if I were a shark,

which of course I am not.

Way to go Baby Dolphin!

Aw. Y’know, we have a lot in common.

I think we’re gonna be great friends.

Oooo! Really?!

Aaahhh...

Oops!

(Gasp) Baby Shark?!

I should’ve known when I saw that zipper on your dorsal fin!

I’m outta here!

But... we were having so much fun!

(Groans)

(Groans)

Hey Baby, what did the dancing bubbleberry say to the toast?

Hm. I don’t know, Daddy.

What?

This is my jam.

Haha! Ba-dum-tsh!

Heh heh... Good one, Daddy.

Is everything okay, Baby?

Not really... Wallace won’t play with me because I’m a shark.

He says I’m dangerous but I’m not.

(Sighs) I’m sorry, squiddo.

Sometimes fishies judge others based on how they look

instead of who they are.

Wallace was probably taught that Sharks aren’t nice...

and that’s unfair

because there are good and bad fishies in every species.

(Groans)

Here...

These cup-kelps have different colored frosting on the outside.

But on the inside...

(Gasp) They’re the same!

Exactly!

But how do I get Wallace to like me?

I dressed like a dolphin but that only made things worse.

(Laughs)

You did what?

Oh Baby.

Don’t pretend to be somefishy you’re not just to get others to like you.

You’re jaw-some just the way you are.

Ya know, you can try to treat other fishies fairly

but you can’t control how others react to you.

Yeah! I am jaw-some just the way I am.

I am not going to let this fishy ruin my day...

or worse, my dessert!

Mmmmm.

(Laughs)

Uh oh, there’s Wallace...

should we leave?

Nah. If he doesn’t have time for me, then I don’t have time for him.

I’m jaw-some just the way I am.

‘Atta shark.

- (Whistling)

- (Laughing)

- But that’s not fair!

- Hey! What’s going on?

You okay Ernie?

- They say I can’t play with them...

- Yeah, why would we wanna play with a spiky little urchin like you?

- “Why?” Because he’s cool, funny, and throws a killer curveball.

You’re treating him differently just because he looks different?

That’s so lame.

It shouldn’t matter if you’re an urchin, a dolphin, or even a...

- (Laughing)

- Shark...

(Gasp) Wait... uh...

...that’s what William was trying to tell me earlier...

- Ptch... Whatever.

- Thanks for sticking up for me Wallace.

- You’re welcome! Now if you’ll excuse me...

I need to go make something right.

Oh, I know! Let’s play a game of Minnow Minnow Tuna.

Oof! Sounds fun!

Aww... But... we need two more fishies to play.

I like Minnow Minnow Tuna.

Maybe I can play with you!

Huh? What?

You want to play with me even though I’m a shark?

Yeah! I thought you said you didn’t play with sharks?

I know... I did say that and...

I’m sorry.

I’ve always been told that sharks are dangerous...

But it’s not right to treat fishies differently just because they’re,

well... different.

Yeah! Plus, it’s fun to swim with all sorts of fishies!

Makes life way more fin-teresting.

(Laughs)

Yeah, I’m starting to get that...

So... Baby?

Do you think you can forgive me?

Hmm... I dunno, Wallace.

You really hurt my feelings.

But I appreciate you trying to make it right.

So I accept your apology.

Really?! Thank you.

Now how about we play Minnow Minnow Tuna?

But wait! We need one more player.

I know just the fishy.

(Music)

Minnow...

Minnow...

Tuna!

(All laughing)