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[A blue car pulls up to the Heeler house during the evening. A grey dog is seen driving the car with Mort inside. Chilli opens the door with Bandit at her side.]
Ziggy: Here you go.
[Mort unbuckles the seatbelt and steps out the car. He grabs his bag.]
Mort: Nice to meet you, Ziggy. Good luck with your... your app.
Ziggy: Thanks, Mort.
Chilli: G'day, dad.
[Chilli hugs him.]
Mort: G'day, Chilli dog.
[Chilli steps aside for Mort to greet Bandit.]
Mort: Hey, Bandit.
Bandit: G'day, Mort. Been a while since you've come to the city.
Mort: It has! It's so busy!
[It showcases a peaceful, evening sky-view of the cult-de-sac with little to no activity aside from some neighbor mowing their lawn; insects are also heard chirping.]
Mort: Let me just sort Ziggy out.
[Mort pulls out his wallet and starts to pull out a 50 dollar bill.]
Ziggy: See ya, Mort.
[Ziggy drives off, without Mort getting a chance to pay him.]
Mort: Hey, what? Where's he going? I didn't pay him yet!
Chilli: He's already been paid, dad. On the internet.
[Chilli pulls out her phone.]
Mort: Gee, that internet thing's really taken off, hasn't it?
[Chilli and Bandit laugh.]
Chilli: Come on. You say g'day to the kids while we finish dinner.
Mort: Sounds good! Hey, uh... what's an app?
[The title card is shown, alongside a stuffed crocodile plush.]
Bluey: This episode of 'Bluey' is called 'Phones'. [The title card, ends, Bingo is drawing a phone.]
Bingo: ♪ Deet doo, doo, doo deet. ♪
Mort: Hey, kids.
BOTH: Grandad!
[The two run towards him to hug him.]
Mort: Whoa. there you go!
Bluey: Can you play with us, Grandad?
Mort: Oh yeah, you bet. What are you playing?
Bingo: Were playing Restaurant.
Mort: Oh, yeah, I've been to a restaurant.
Bluey: You need your phone.
Mort: I haven't got one.
Bluey: What?
Bingo: Here, you can use this one. I'll make another.
[Bingo hands Mort a cardboard phone.]
Mort: Oh, thanks, Bingo.
Bluey: This is where you live.
Mort: Oh, great. This is my house.
Bluey: No, it's not your house.
Mort: Oh, right. Well whose is it?
Bluey: It's theirs!
[Bluey points at a picture.]
Bluey: You pay them on your phone to have a holiday here. See, just push this app. Boop!
Mort: Oh, an app. Yeah, I know about these. Boop. Too easy!
[Mort tries to put his hat down.]
Mort: Whoops.
Bluey: You'll have to pay for that.
Mort: Oh. Uh...
Bluey: Just push the button!
Mort: Boop.
Bluey: Okay, I work at the restaurant, and its dinner time, and you want some food.
Mort: Got it.