- Where are we ? - Naboombu, of course.
I ain't never seen no island like this before.
I'm afraid we may have fallen into the lagoon.
That's right. Here we are, on page three.
Hi, Mr. Codfish !
Hello, young fellow.
Welcome to Naboombu Lagoon.
Now I'm hearing things. Fish don't talk.
[ Clears Throat ] Not too bright, is he ?
- He's me brother. - Oh ? Sorry.
Mr. Codfish, where is the Island of Naboombu ?
You mean the land part ? Oh, that.
Straight up. You can't miss it.
None of my business, of course, but I shouldn't go there if I were you.
- Having troubles, they are. - Troubles ?
He's right, you know. A lot of trouble.
Well, trouble or not, we should be getting along.
- I wish to see who is in charge. - What's the rush ?
It's really rather splendid down here. For you, my dear.
Oh, thank you.
[ Sniffs ]
- [ Neighing ] - [ Laughs ]
How pleasant-- # Bobbing along, bobbing along #
# On the bottom of the beautiful briny sea #
§ What a chance to get a better peep §
§ At the plants and creatures of the deep §
#We glide #
# Far below the rolling tide #
§ Serene §
#Through the bubbly blue and green #
# It's lovely bobbing along Bobbing along #
# On the bottom of the beautiful briny sea #
What if the octopus, the flounder and the cod...
think we're rather odd?
§ It's fun to promenade §
# Bobbing along Singing a song #
# On the bottom of the beautiful briny sea #
Look !
§§ [ Band ]
§§ [ Continues ]
[ All Laughing ]
## [ Gurgling ]
§§ [ Continues ]
§§ [ Saxophone, Band ]
## [ Claws Clicking Rhythmically ]
§§ [ Gurgling Continues ]
# It's lovely bobbing along #
§ Bobbing along on the bottom of the beautiful briny sea §
#What a chance to get a better peep #
#At the plants and creatures of the deep #
[ Miss Price ] # It's grand #
#When you're dancing on the sand #
# Each glance #
# Bubbles over with romance #
[ Together] # It's lovely bobbing along Bobbing along #
#Through the water where we get along swimmingly #
§ Far from the frenzy of the frantic world above §
- #Two beneath the blue # - # Could even fall in love #
[ Together ] § Bobbing along Singing a song §
# On the bottom of the beautiful briny sea #
# Bobbing along Singing a song #
# On the bottom of the beautiful briny #
# Shimmery, shiny #
# Beautiful briny sea ##
[ All Cheering ]
Bravo ! Bravo !
Most exciting ! Most exciting !
- [ Cheering, Applauding Continue ] - You've won the Ruddy Cup.
[ Cheering, Applauding Continue ]
Help ! Help !
Uh-oh. Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh !
This time I really got a whopper !
[ Grunting ]
Whew !
[ Loud Crashing ]
People ? People ?
Oh, no ! What scurvy luck !
- My goodness ! - I'll deal with this, my dear.
- Don't you know that, uh-- - Good day, Captain.
I used to be a bit of a seafaring man myself.
Many's the time I've shipped out of Portsmouth.
Delighted to meet a fellow mariner.
Oh ? Now, stow it, mate !
- Oh, really ! - Can't you read readin' ? Huh ?
Uh, it says, um,
'' No peopling allowed.''
No peopling allowed ? Ridiculous.
Don't antagonize him, Mr. Browne.
- That means I got to ta-- ta-- ta-- - [ Bell Dings ]
throw you all back, that's what it do !
Wait a minute! It says here that anybody can see the king.
And that's the law.
Wh-- Where do it say that ?
Here, in me book.
Mm-hmm. So it do. What ?
Da-- Da-- Da-- But if you people know what was good for ya,
-you'd get yourselves all-- ta-- ta-- ta-- - [ Bell Dings ]
throwed back !
The king don't like people !
Nonetheless, we must see the king on an urgent personal matter.
Please lead the way.
Uh-huh ? B-But just don't say I didn't warn ya, see ?
Uh, follow me.
§ You're all from some clipper that flies the black ball §
§ To me, aye-yaye Blow the man down §
# I'm a peace-lovin' sailor and that sure ain't all #
# Blow, blow, blow the man down ## [ Humming ]
[ Ferocious Growling ]
[ Growling Grows Louder ]
- [ Growls ] Get out of here! - [ Wind Howling ]
[ Clears Throat ] Yes. Yes. What can I do for you ?
I, uh, caught some people down at the Sea Lagoon.
They want to see the king !
Really ? Well, we can't be bothered with that sort of thing now, can we ?
[ Loud Growling ]
I don't know that I fancy this.
His Majesty is in a frightful rage.
Excuse me, sir.
As an all-around entertainer of sorts, I am considered not without talent.
Perhaps I can cheer him up.
No, no, no, no, no. You don't understand.
As everyone knows,
- His Majesty is the world's greatest soccer player. - [ Growling Resumes ]
[ Angry Growling, Wind Howling ]
But due to a technical problem,
the Royal Cup match cannot take place today.
And His Majesty had so set his heart on it.
Throw these-- [ Muttering ]
oh, creatures back into the sea.
Aye, aye, sir.
Just a moment. I can help.
Do you really think so ? I'd be most grateful.
Do you know soccer ?
Do I know anything about soccer ?
Why, I was captain of the Totnum Hotspurs for two years,
three seasons with Manchester United.
- Yes,yes,yes,yes,yes. You'll do. - Before that, I, uh--
Come this way, please.
Mr. Browne, are you certain you'll be all right ?
[ Loud Growling ] Now what ?
Not an ideal person in many respects,
but Mr. Browne is a very brave man.
-[ Questioning Growl, Quieter Growl ] -[ Wind Howls ]
- [ Grumbling, Muttering ] - Do you think he's done for ?
[ Amused Growling ]
[ Laughing ] Do ya think so ?
[ Laughing Continues ]
Ar, can't tell you how I appreciate this.
For some reason, we have great difficulty...
finding referees 'round here.
If there be one thing we like,
it's volunteers.
Eh, birdy ?
Har ! Har ! Har !
He's a proper king. Look at his crown.
What's he got 'round his neck ?
What a magnificent... ornament, Sire.
Ar, yes. Well.
Wouldn't be without it. Been in the family for years.
The Star of Astoroth.
- You're to sit in His Majesty's royal box. -§§ [ Band ]
No littering, no chewing, no fruit or wrappers from boiled sweets, please.
§§ [ Band Continues ]
- ## [ Fanfare ] - [ Crowd Booing ]
§§ [ Band Ends ]
Rise, please.
Loyal fans,
this is official !
We have a volunteer referee !
-§§ [ Band Resumes ] - [ Cheering ]
Let the match begin !
[ Crowd Cheering ]
He's still wearing it.
Right. Dirty Yellows, let's have a nice, clean game.
[ Growling, Barking ]
Right. True Blues, best foot forward.
[ Teeth Chattering ]
[ Barking ]
- [ Whistle Blows ] - [ Grunts ]
[ Ball Bouncing ]
- [ Blows Raspberry ] - [ Frightened Trumpeting ]
Weird sort of game they play here.
[ Crowd Cheering Continues ]
[ Chugging, Whistle Tooting ]
[ Crowd Booing ]
[ Crowd Cheering ]
[ Whistling ]
- [ Screeching ] - [ Crowd Gasps ]
[ Crowd Cheers ]
[ Crowd Gasps, Applauding ]
Hurry up ! Get rid of it !
[ Barking, Growling ]
[ Barking, Growling Continue ]
[ Whistle Blows ]
- [ Whistle Blows ] - [ Crowd Booing ]
[ Crowd Cheering ]
Gracious !
You're doin' fine, matey.
[ Crowd Booing ]
Move it around. Move it around. [ Laughing ]
Get on with the match !
[ Laughing Hysterically ]
Ya-hoo-hoo-hoo !
- [ Laughing ] - [ Whistle Blowing ]
- Foul ! Foul ! - They're only animals.
That's no excuse for dirty football.
[ Whistle Blowing ]
[ Both Grunting ]
[ Feet Screeching ]
[ Whistle Blows ]
- [ Gasps ] - [ Crowd ] Ohh!
- [ All Grunting ] - [ Whistle Continues ]
Ref, are you blind ?
Be quiet, Charles. Don't forget who the referee is.
[ Crowd Applauding ]
[ Laughing ]
[ Wailing ]
- [ Feet Screeching ] - [ Crowd ] Ooh!
Don't they have no rules ?
'Course they do. The king makes them up as he goes along.
[ Squeaking ]
Ouch ! [ Gulp ]
- [ Whistle Blowing ] - Oop !
[ Crowd Cheering ]
Poor Mr. Browne. Do you think he's all right ?
Well, he's moving.
Steady, matey. Move it around.
[ Crowd Booing ]
[ Crowd Cheers ]
Tsk ! Oh, he almost had it then.
Yaaah !
[ Crowd Cheering, Whistling ]
Looks like he's done for this time.
[ Gasps ]
Don't just stand there ! Hit it in !
[ Crowd Clapping Rhythmically ]
[ Crowd Clapping Faster ]
[ Crowd Gasps ]
Stop... that... ball ! [ Growling ]
[ Wind Howling ]
[ Animals Shrieking, Barking ]
[ Shrieking, Barking Continue ]
[ Frightened Trumpeting ]
[ Stops Growling ]
[ Air Hissing Quietly Out Of Ball ]
[ Blows ]
- [ Cheering ] - Goal !
Ha-ha ! Game's over.
- I win! - [ Weak Blow ]
Ah, let me give you a hand, matey.
That's quite all right, Your Majesty. Thank you so much.
Oh, please, let me help you on with your robe.
Why, yes. Thank you. Thank you. Yes.
Can't have you catching cold, Sire, can we ?
Why, no, no.
Have you ever heard of something called the ''gypsy switch'' ?
No. Can't say that I have.
Remind me to tell you about it sometime.
I can't tell you when we've had such a good time.
We'll carry the memory of Your Majesty in our hearts for a long while.
I think it's time to leave.
Aye. Must you go ?
We must be dashing. Marvelous game. Lovely to see you. Good-bye.
- Good-bye. Come along, children. - Good-bye.
- [ All Shouting Good-bye ] - [ Secretary Bird ] Good-bye.
Friendly lot. Hee-hee-hee.
Don't mind them visitin'.
Wouldn't want 'em livin' here.
[ King Laughing ]
- Come along, children. - Come on, children. Hurry up.
Oh ! [ Blubbering ]
Stop gibberin' ! What's the matter with you ?
[ Echoing ] Your royal star !
They've stolen your royal star !
[ Wheezing ] Har, har, har, har ! Don't be ridiculous.
What do you think this is ?
[ Blows ]
- [ Yelling ] Why... didn't you... - [ Wind Howling ]
say... so ?
All right, Paul, put the knob on the bed.
At last, the magic words:
''Treguna, Mekoides, Trecorum Satis Dee.''
I'll keep it. Women always lose things.
[ Angry Roaring ]
- Hurry, Paul. The knob. - It's stuck.
[ Roaring Continues ]
- I suppose I better do something. - Please, do. Quick.
Got it.
[ Roaring ]
Filigree, Apogee, Pedigree--
Oh, bother ! I do hate shoddy work.
[ Whining ]
[ Yowling ]
I don't suppose I shall ever get used to this thing.
Children, will you push the bed back into place, please ?
I think we could all do with a nice cup of tea.
Oh, no time for that. I've gone to a lot of trouble to find this spell.
I'm going to try it immediately.
Mr. Browne, kindly let me have your shoes, please.
My shoes ? Oh, fine.
- What's the shoes for ? - Really, Charles,
if you'd been paying attention, I should think you'd be aware that substitutiary locomotion...
is the art of causing inanimate objects to take on a life force of their own.
Obviously, I must have inanimate objects to experiment with.
Makes sense, don't it ?
Stand back, everyone. I need plenty of room.
I want you all to be absolutely quiet.
- Mr. Browne, you have the Star of Astoroth, I believe. - Oh, yes.
It's in my nice, clean hanky.
It's all right, Mr. Browne.
I should have realized that it would be quite impossible...
to take an object from one world into another.
[ Sighs ] Tsk.
If only I would've had the sense to remember the words on that star.
- I know the words, Miss Price. - Don't bother Miss Price. She's thinking.
Charlie, why don't you and I nip down to the village and get something for supper?
And I might conceivably call into the pub for a pint...
to steady my nerves.
- Trebonna-- - I do know the words, Miss Price.
Come along. How can you know the words when Miss Price doesn't ?
Fre-- Frebunna.
- You wish to put this on Miss Price's bill ? - That is correct.
I don't believe we've met.
Oh, allow me to introduce myself.
I am Miss Price's teacher, Emelius Browne, from London.
Professor Browne. Of course !
Oh, how many times I've seen your name on your packages to Miss Price.
Oh, extremely masculine handwriting.
I should have known. Professor Emelius Browne.
- The very same. - I'll confess somethin'.
Such was the nature and frequency of your correspondence with Miss Price,
I ventured the hope there was somethin' of a personal interest between you.
[ Chuckles ] If there only were.
Miss Price is a fine woman.
I most heartily agree. We're very fond of her here.
- I'm sure. - In point of fact,
how many times I've said to myself,
''Oh, fortunate is the man who can secure Miss Price for a wife.''
Well, one could say that, yes.
You yourself are not married ?
Alas, no.
These are strange and fearful times in which we live, my good woman.
Who could ask someone you cherish...
to share such an uncertain future ?
Very well. Don't say I didn't warn you, Professor Browne.
-[ Door BellJingling ] -One of these days--you mark my words--
someone will come riding out of nowhere to seize and carry off Miss Price...
- before your very eyes. - I shouldn't be surprised. Charles.
Good morning.
And who was that, may I ask ?
Professor Emelius Browne from London.
He's come to see Miss Price. A very good friend, I understand.
Oh. Indeed.
[ Chuckles ]
[ BellJingling ]
- That Mrs. Hobday seemed to fancy you. - Shh, shh, shh !
-I consider her a very dangerous person. -What, her ?
Mrs. Hobday is that most dangerous of species: a matchmaker.
[ Engine Starts ]
[ Sputtering, Knocking ]
[ Man ] Troop movements and massing of barges in French and Dutch channel ports.
The prime minister has told the nation to be on the alert...
for signs of a possible invasion. That was the news--
To think I might have been able to do something about all this.
It's out of your hands now, my dear.
If only I could've remembered those words. It's maddening.
Why don't someone ask me ?
Come off it, Paul. You can't remember those kind of words.
You mean like Treguna, Mekoides,
Trecorum Satis Dee ?
Treguna, Mekoides, Trecorum Satis Dee ? How do you know that ?
Easy. Says so right here in me book.
You mean it was there in your book all the time ?
Yeah. But nobody ever listens to me.
[ Miss Price ] Treguna, Mekoides,
Trecorum Satis Dee.
- Nothing happened ! - Shh.
Am I doing something wrong ?
Well, to tell you the truth, it does seem a bit old-fashioned.
- After all, we are in the 20th century. - What do you suggest ?
Well, it needs rhythm, tempo, music.
As I always say, ''Do it with a flair. ''
- Do you mind if I have a go ? - Oh, of course not.
Now, come along, you lot. We need all the help we can get !
[ Chanting ] #Treguna, Mekoides Trecorum Satis Dee #
-§ Treguna, Mekoides and Trecorum Satis Dee § - # Substitutiary locomotion #
-§ Mystic power that's far§ - #Treguna, Mekoides #
-§ Beyond the wildest notion § - #And Trecorum Satis Dee #
- # It's so weird, so feared # -§ Treguna, Mekoides §
- #And yet wonderful to see # -§ And Trecorum Satis Dee §
-§ Treguna, Mekoides § - # Substitutiary locomotion #
-§ And Trecorum Satis Dee § - # Come to me #
Shh ! Now.
Treguna... Mekoides...
Trecorum Satis Dee.
- Cor ! - [ Howls ]
§ Treguna, Mekoides and Trecorum Satis Dee §
- # I don't want locomotiary # - #Treguna, Mekoides #
- # Substitution # - #And Trecorum Satis Dee #
- # Or remote # -§ Treguna, Mekoides §
- # Intransitory convolution # - #And Trecorum Satis Dee #
-§ Only one precise § - #Treguna, Mekoides #
-§ Solution is the key § -§ And Trecorum Satis Dee §
- # Substitutiary locomotion # -§ Treguna, Mekoides §
- #They must be # -§ And Trecorum Satis Dee §
[ Together] #Treguna, Mekoides and Trecorum Satis Dee #
- Ooh ! - [ Laughing ]
# Substitutiary locomotion #
# Lovely substitutiary locomotion #
#You've made substitutiary history #
§ With Treguna, Mekoides and a little help from me §
[ Together] #With Treguna, Mekoides #
-§ And Trecorum Satis Dee §§ - [ Knocking ]
Lumme !
Mr. Browne, what is going on here ?
I haven't the foggiest.
How do you do ? Oh, shall we ?
- That's my nightgown ! - Is it really, my dear ?
Yes, and I'm not responsible for its behavior.
[ Professor Browne ] Obviously not, my dear. §§ [ Humming ]
Paul, what on earth are you doing ?
Havin' a jolly good time, that's what.
- How can we stop all this ? - Must we ? It's really most agreeable.
Yes, but we must do something.
Didn't I give you my all-purpose cut-off spell ? Lesson number eight.
- Number eight ! - Yes, number eight, I think it was.
Oy, me Sunday trousers !
Buzz off, old chap. Find your own dancing partner. [ Grunts ]
Ow !
[ Gasps ] Ohh !
[ Grunting ]
Be careful, Carrie. Slow down !
Charles!
[ Miss Price ] Mr. Browne, will you please control your shoes!
Dear lady, I very much fear that we have nothing under control.
Ooh ! Aaah ! Ooh ! Aaah ! Ooh !
-[ Professor Browne Continues Groaning ] -[ Cosmic Creepus Yowls ]
- [ Loud Clattering ] - Ah ! Aah ! Aah !
[ Clattering Continues ]
Do you mind ?
[ Glass Breaking, Clattering Continues ]
[ Clattering, Loud Crashing ]
Now, who would like some more of my lovely Sausages and Mash ?
- Oh, no more for me, thank you. - Oh. Carrie ?
It was very good, but I've already had two helpings.
- I'm full. - Me too. - [ Meows ]
Well, at least somebody wants some.
Cheer up, my dear. This should be something of a celebration.
I'm sorry. There doesn't seem to be much to celebrate.
I still haven't mastered that spell.
Of course you have. You just need a little more practice, that's all.
- Do you really think so ? - No doubt about it.
Meantime, there's nothing to liven the spirits like a little masterjuggling.
- Right, Charlie ? - Go on then, gov ! Give us some juggling !
## [ Humming ]
§§ [ Continues ] Very few better than me at this.
All you need is 20 years practice and a touch of genius.
§§ [ Humming Resumes ]
[ Screeches ]
[ Children Laughing ]
It's never happened to me before.
I don't usually juggle with cats under my feet.
Look, she's laughing.
[ Laughing Continues ]
- [ Doorbell Rings ] - Oh.
Oh, Mrs. Hobday, do come in.
I can't stop, my dear. I've just come by to bring you the good news.
- Good news ? - Yes, yes. Mr. Bissethwaite who brings the milk, you know ?
Well, he's promised to take the children in.
He and his wife have got that farm. Just the place for growing children.
Put a bit of color back in their cheeks.
Why, what's the matter ?
I thought you'd be pleased.
You told me yourself that you were much too busy,you had no time to take care of children.
Well, circumstances have changed somewhat.
That's right. We got a dad now.
- Mr. Browne. - [ Miss Price ] Paul.
Miss Price, is this true ?
Of course. You do want him to stay with us, don't you, Miss Price ?
I suppose I hadn't really thought about it.
What about him ? What do you say about it, Mr. Browne ?
Well, it's all rather sudden.
I don't quite know what to say.
[ Chuckling ] Oh, then I'll leave you two to talk it over.
Oh, I'll come back in the mornin'. Yes, good night.
- Good night. - Good night.
It is true, Mr. Browne. You are going to be our father now, aren't you ?
Well, uh, we--
We are rather rushing things, aren't we ?
Perhaps Mr. Browne has other things besides you children to think about.
Yes, well-- well, as a matter of fact, I should've left ages ago.
I-- I must get a train back to London tonight.
It's, uh-- it's rather an important matter, as a matter of fact.
I'd like to tell you about it, but it's, uh, a little bit hush-hush.
You know, sort of a secret.
[ Nervous Chuckle ]
Well, uh, if, uh--
If I've been any sort of help to you, I'm pleased.
You've been immensely kind. Thank you.
And I've enjoyed being with you.
Perhaps it's been good for all of us. Will you be coming back ?
Someday, my dear.
I, uh, certainly hope that we shall meet again someday...
when all this war business is over.
I see.
And then, perhaps, I shall realize my fondest dream--
Eglantine and Emelius, illusionists extraordinary.
Just think how that'll look on the poster, huh ?
Uh, the children are going to miss you.
- You really think they will? - Yes.
Well, I shall miss you-- all of you.
If I don't go now, you might never get rid of me.
Good-bye, Carrie.
Must you really go ?
Yes, I-- I think it's best for everybody. Good-bye, Paul.
I still think you should be our father.
[ Chuckles ] Good-bye, Charlie.
- Do you want me to come down to the station with you ? - No.
No,you stay here and look after everybody.
- Good-bye, Miss Price. - Good-bye, Mr. Browne.
# No one to miss if he's gone too long #
# No one to comfort if things go wrong #
#That's how I want it to be #
# Nobody's problems for me #
# No one who needs me to ease his pain #
# No one to call me his ball and chain #
# Nobody's problems for me #
#And that's how I choose it to be #
# No troubles and strife in this life that I lead #
# No tempers to humor #
# No hungers to feed #
# No one to warm when the winter's cold #
# No one to pamper #
# No hand to hold #
#And that's how it always will be #
# No #
# Nobody's problems #
# For me ##
[ Waves Crashing ]
[ Seagulls Cawing ]
When is the next train to London, please ?
Lord bless you, sir. There ain't no train.
Nothin' 'til milk job, 4:00 a.m. tomorrow morning.
- Mind if I waited here ? - You suit yourself. Good night, sir.
Good night.
Out you go, Cosmic.
Hello ? Hello !
Hello !
Hello ?
[ Professor Browne's Voice ] Emelius Browne, do you know you could be warm and cozy...
in that house at this very moment ?
For once in your useless life, you really seem to have been needed.
You're a failure, Emelius Browne,
and a coward.
[ Man ] No, fraulein, this is not the invasion. Just a little exercise.
A minor raid to induce panic and to spread a little mischief.
When you English get it through your head...
that the German forces can land at will whenever and wherever we please,
perhaps you will consider a reasonable peace.
Not bloody likely !
Go on, Miss Price. Do it to him.
I must say, it's very tempting.
Colonel, how would you feel about being turned into a nice, white rabbit ?
[ Speaking German ]
I said, how would you feel about being turned into a nice, white rabbit ?
Be quiet, please !
Filigree, Apogee, Epigee--
Not again !
Your memory, Miss Price.
Charles, would you kindly fetch my notebook from the workroom, please ?
- Righto. - [ Yelling In German ]
- [ Paul Screaming ] - Let go of that child this instant !
Silence !
Fraulein, we have work to do.
I am sorry, but I must send all of you someplace...
where you will no longer be a nuisance.
[ Shouts Order In German ]
[ Miss Price's Voice ] § As the words sell the tune §
§ And the moonbeams the moon §
§ All I need to succeed in my plan §
# Is a champion rare #
§ With a flourish and a flair§§
[ Man #1 Speaking In German ]
[ Man #2 Responds In German ]
- [ German ] - Oh.
[ Panting ] Eglantine.
[ Speaking German ]
- [ Yowls ] - Shh !
- [ Yowling Continues ] - [ Vase Shattering ]
- [ Screeching ] - [ German ]
- [ Screeching Continues, Objects Breaking ] - [ German ]
[ Growls ]
[ Speaking German ]
[ Rattling ]
[ Bang On Door ]
Where's the spell for rabbits ? Easiest of all, she says.
Confound it. Can't women ever learn to file things properly ?
[ Shouts In German ]
Ah, here it is.
'' Filigree, Apogee, Pedigree, Perigee.'' That's it.
[ German ]
Filigree, uh--
Apogee, Pedigree, Perigee.
[ Banging Continues ]
Now, come along, my boy.
Just for once in your life, you've got to believe in something.
That's it. Good lad.
- Filigree, Apogee, - [ Banging ]
Pedigree, Perigee.
[ Lock Rattling ]
[ Banging Continues ]
[ Shouts In German ]
[ Miss Price ] Now, what's the use of putting the children and me in that drafty castle ?
It's quite chilly, you know.
Because, fraulein, the colonel believes when the British female decides to become a nuisance,
she can become the greatest nuisance in the world.
And I'm inclined to agree with him.
[ Miss Price ] You need a lesson in manners, Sergeant.
If I only had my notebook, I'd make certain you'd learn a few.
[ Professor Browne's Voice ] Jumpin'Jehoshaphat ! MoreJerries.
[ Speaking German ]
[ Yelling In German ]
- Take it easy, can't you ? - Try holding your breath.
I am holding it.
We could strip him down and grease him with soap.
No, it's no good.
He can't do it.
I could've told you that in the first place.
If we can't get Paul out to give the alarm, we'll just have to think of something else.
- What about that spell that makes things move about ? - Oh, but I need weapons.
How 'bout all these things ?
I'm afraid they're a bit ancient.
Where did this come from ?
It's Mr. Browne, that's who it is.
Oh, he's on his way to London.
Mr. Browne ?
If you are Mr. Browne, would you be kind enough to get down off my lap ?
It is Mr. Browne !
It is you!
You didn't think that I could do that spell, did you ?
Oh, I am glad to see you. But what about all these Germans ?
Well, as Charlie says, ''What's wrong with the substitutiary locomotion spell ?''
- That ought to be useful. - No, but it isn't ready yet.
- You saw what happened this afternoon. - Well, we have to chance it.
We can't let these so-and-sos get away with their beastly little raid.
Mr. Browne, won't you get up off the floor, and we'll go to work.
Herr Oberst!
[ German ]
[ Responds In German ]
-Jolly good luck, my dear. - Thank you, Emelius.
-Let's hope you haven't forgotten the spell, Miss Price. - Oh, not this time, Charlie.
Found this in the castle.
Probably not a magic broom, but it might make you feel more at home.
Well, thank you, Carrie. That was very thoughtful of you.
Come now, children. Let's get out of Miss Price's way.
Treguna...
Mekoides...
Trecorum...
Satis Dee.
Look !
§§ [ Drumming Continues ]
## [ Fanfare ]
§§ [ Continues ]
Aah !
-§§ [ Continues ] - [ Metal Clanking ]
[ Clanking Grows Louder]
§§ [ Bagpipes ]
§§ [ Continues ]
- Sound the advance ! - ## [ Fanfare ]
Just in time for the kickoff.
[ Metal Clanking ]
[ Speaking German ]
[ Yelling In German ]
Steady on the left.
Victory for England and St. George !
It's like a Lord Mayor's show.
Pikemen, hold your distance !
[ Chanting ] #Treguna, Mekoides #
§ And Trecorum Satis Dee §
#Treguna, Mekoides #
§ And Trecorum Satis Dee §
#Treguna, Mekoides and Trecorum Satis Dee ##
[ German ]
Fire !
[ Machine Gun Fire ]
Fire !
Blimey !
[ Yells In German ]
[ All Shouting ]
- Where's it coming from, Sergeant ? - Sounds like the sea road, sir.
- Come on, lads, after me ! - Come on ! Fall in, lads.
[ Machine Gun Fire Continues ]
Good shooting, bowmen !
Well caught, sir !
Very good!
Oh ! Aah !
Knock his block off! That's it !
Mr. Browne, make those children take cover this instant !
[ Gasping, Shouting ]
- [ All Shouting ] - [ Yells ]
[ Yelling Continues ]
[ Frustrated Grunt ]
[ Grumbling In German ]
[ Shouting ]
Are you still there, Colonel?
I thought you'd be on your way by now.
You see ? Things may not be so easy for you after all.
[ Angry Shouting ]
[ Timer Ticking ]
Good-bye, Colonel.
[ Grunting ]
Eglantine. Oh, Eglantine.
Dear Mr. Browne.
Miss Price, we thought they'd damaged you.
See ? No one can hurt Miss Price.
There they are, lads !
I sensed something was afoot.
All right! Drive them into the sea!
Firing positions, you fellas. Both sides.
[ Gunfire ]
All right, men. Hold your fire.
I think we've taught the Hun a lesson.
He'll think twice before coming back here again.
It's tragic. All your spells, your equipment--
all gone.
Still, I was able to perform some small service first.
That mean you ain't going to be a witch no more ?
- Never ? - No, Paul.
I realized some time ago that I could never be a proper witch.
When was that ? Was it that first magic moment when you laid eyes on me ?
[ Chuckling ] No. It was the day my poisoned dragon's liver arrived.
I knew then that anyone...
who felt the way I did about poisoned dragon's liver...
had no business being a witch.
- You're certain you're doing the right thing ? - Well, I think so.
The way things are, it's much too dangerous being a civilian.
- Take care of yourself, gov. - I'll do that.
And I'll be back before you've grown an inch taller.
- We'll be together again. - Sounds like you have an escort to the station.
[ Shouting ]
Parade, halt !
Well, here we go.
[ Meowing ]
- Permission to move off, sir. - Carry on, Sergeant.
Parade, by the right. Quick !
March! Left! Left!
Left, right, left!
Suppose that's it.
We ain't gonna have no fun no more.
Well, still got this, ain't I ?
[ Together] # Call out the navy Call out the ranks #
# Call out the air force Call out the tanks #
# From the Cliffs of Dover Call up the gulls #
#And don't forget the loyal territorials #
# But who's digging in here Who will defend #
# Every inch of England No matter what they send #
#Who's standing firm in our own front yard #
#The soldiers of the old Home Guard, that's who #
#The soldiers of the old Home Guard ##
I don't mind saying, to see it all together at last,
there isn't much I wouldn't do.