Mary Poppins Returns (2018) - full transcript

In Depression-era London, a now-grown Jane and Michael Banks, along with Michael's three children, are visited by the enigmatic Mary Poppins following a personal loss. Through her unique magical skills, and with the aid of her friend Jack, she helps the family rediscover the joy and wonder missing in their lives.

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(EXHALES)

♪ When the early

morning hours

♪ Have come and gone

♪ Through the misty

morning showers

♪ I greet the dawn

♪ For when its light

has hit the ground

♪ There's lots of treasures

to be found

♪ Underneath

the lovely London sky

(BIRDS SQUAWKING)

(MAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)

(HORSE WHINNIES)

♪ Though the lamps

I'm turning down

♪ Please don't feel blue

♪ For in this part

of London town

♪ The light shines through

♪ Don't believe

the things you've read

♪ You never know

what's up ahead

♪ Underneath the lovely

London sky

♪ Have a pot of tea

♪ Mend your broken cup

♪ There's a different

point of view awaiting you

♪ If you would just look up

MAN: Oi! Get out of here!

♪ I know

♪ Yesterday you had to borrow

from your chums

♪ Seems the promise

of tomorrow never comes

♪ But since you dreamed

the night away

♪ Tomorrow's here,

it's called today

♪ So count your blessings

You're a lucky guy

♪ For you're underneath

the lovely London sky

(WHISTLING)

Morning, Jack.

(CONTINUES WHISTLING)

Admiral above decks!

♪ Listen

♪ Soon the slump will

disappear, it won't be long

♪ Sooner than you think

you'll hear

♪ Some bright new song

You're all right, children?

♪ So hold on tight

to those you love

♪ And maybe soon

from up above

♪ You'll be blessed,

so keep on looking high

♪ While you're underneath

the lovely London sky

♪ Lovely London sky ♪

(BIG BEN CHIMING)

Great steaming clams!

They've done it again!

Those blundering blowfish

have rung Big Ben too soon!

Storm clouds.

On the horizon, sir.

Heading straight

for Cherry Tree Lane.

Batten down the hatches,

Mr. Binnacle!

Rough seas ahead, I fear!

(ELLEN SCREAMING)

(WATER SPLASHING)

Michael!

Jane!

What is it, Ellen?

The bloody sink's exploded!

Oh, dear.

Oh, not again!

JANE: Annabel! John!

We heard, Aunt Jane!

I'll ring the plumbers!

I'll turn off the water

at the mains.

JANE: Yes, thank you,

darlings.

Um, Ellen, fetch us

a mop and towels, will you?

ELLEN: I told him

to get them pipes fixed.

Been here

since the Romans ruled.

What's happening?

ANNABEL: Don't go

in the kitchen, Georgie.

Not without your wellies.

Oh, uh, yes. Hello.

We've had a burst pipe.

WOMAN: (OVER PHONE)

Just one moment, please.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Excuse me. Ellen!

Can you please get the door?

I've got the plumbers here.

That was quick work,

wasn't it?

Here, Georgie. Take them.

17 Cherry Tree Lane.

MAN: (OVER PHONE) By the park?

(KNOCKING CONTINUES)

Yes, I'm coming! Blimey.

Ah! Good morning, mum.

They don't look

much like plumbers to me.

I meant on the phone.

We are not plumbers,

we are lawyers.

Lawyers?

And here's me

hoping you might prove useful.

(GOODING STAMMERS)

Water's off!

And the plumbers

are on their way.

Well done, everybody.

Phew! Such excitement.

What are you doing here,

Aunt Jane?

JANE: We're handing out

breakfast at the union hall.

I snuck away

for a morning hug.

Come here, Georgie.

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Will you stop that banging?

Barely eight o'clock

on a Sunday morning!

What you doing with my mop?

Forgive the intrusion, mum.

Our current workload prevents

us from taking weekends off.

GOODING: We would like

to have a word

with Mr. Banks,

if he is available.

"Notice of Repossession"?

Wait there.

Goodness. I'll be cleaning up

that mess all morning.

Here, let me take

that for you.

Oh, thank you, sweetheart.

Excuse me, sir.

The wolves are at the door.

What do they want?

Well, a good thrashing,

if you ask me.

Oh, it's like

the River Thames in there!

Don't worry, Ellen.

I'll clean up.

Why don't you see

to the breakfast?

Well, yes, somebody's got to,

haven't they?

Unless we all wanna starve.

Why don't you let

Ellen clean up?

I'm afraid, lately,

that means more work for me.

The other day,

I found a butcher's sack

hanging on the coat rack...

and my hat was in the larder.

Oh, dear.

GEORGIE:

Can we go to the park?

ANNABEL: No, Georgie.

Ah! I need a brush!

I look a fright.

Michael, don't forget

you've got guests at the door.

MICHAEL: Oh, right.

GEORGIE: Whoa.

I'm sorry.

We're struggling through a bit

of chaos this morning.

Please.

GOODING: So it seems.

Unfortunately, Mr. Banks,

our business cannot wait.

ELLEN: Excuse me, sir.

Today, we were...

ELLEN: How exactly am I

supposed to make breakfast

when there's nothing

in the larder...

but pickled herrings

and marmalade?

The groceries.

I meant to go yesterday.

Very well. Pickled

herrings for breakfast

and marmalade for lunch.

There's a shop across

the park, will be open.

The three of us can go.

Thank you, John.

But you said we would go

to the park today!

We can cut through

the park on the way.

GEORGIE: But...

ANNABEL: Enough,

Georgie, come along.

I'll take that, Father.

Oh, thank you.

Uh, please come through.

GOODING: Uh...

MICHAEL: Now, what is it

that I can do for you?

I am Hamilton Gooding.

This is Mr. Templeton Frye.

We are solicitors with

the law firm of Gordy, Cordry,

Gooding and Frye.

(JANE GIGGLES)

What?

No. Sorry, nothing.

"Spruce"?

Is that your garden club?

No, it's the Society for

the Protection of the Rights

of the Underpaid Citizens

of England.

A labor organizer.

She's a labor organizer.

Yes.

Yes, but we also run

soup kitchens.

It's a never-ending job

these days, I'm afraid.

I'm sure it is, Mrs. Banks.

Miss Banks, actually.

I'm Michael's sister.

My wife passed away

this last year.

That's awful.

Those poor children.

Yes. Our deepest condolences.

Thank you. Forgive me,

what brings the two of you

here this morning?

I'm going to say my goodbyes.

I'm late for work.

Mr. Banks,

you took out a loan

with the

Fidelity Fiduciary Bank...

last year against the value

of your home.

You did what? Michael.

I had to, Jane.

With Kate and the bills piling

up, I really had no choice.

It's hard enough

these days, isn't it?

Yes. Well... Shh!

It seems you have fallen

three months behind

in your payments.

Oh. (SIGHS)

I'm so sorry.

Uh, Kate, my wife, used to

look after our finances.

And I've been a bit

off stride. Forgive me.

How much is it

that I owe you, exactly?

Unfortunately,

the bank is now demanding

that you pay back

the entire loan in full.

The entire loan?

Yes. It's all in the contract.

That's more than I make in

a year. I couldn't possibly.

Oh, dear.

You have five days.

If you are unable

to pay in full

by Friday at midnight...

I'm afraid we will have

to repossess your home...

and you will have to vacate

the premises.

But I work

for Fidelity Fiduciary.

Not as an accountant,

I presume.

No, as a teller.

I took a part-time position

there this past year.

You see,

I'm really an artist.

Yes, be that as it may.

But my father, George Banks,

was a senior partner there.

Father left us shares

in the bank.

You could use those

to pay off the loan.

I was saving those

for the children.

Shares? In the bank?

Well, that does change things,

doesn't it?

Primed and ready,

Mr. Binnacle?

Ready and charged, sir.

Do you have

the share certificate?

I'm sorry, the what?

FRYE: The document...

The document proving

you own shares in the bank.

I suppose it must be somewhere

among Father's old papers.

Yes, I suppose it must.

ADMIRAL BOOM: Three...

two...

one!

Fire!

(EXPLODES)

Good heavens!

(GRUNTS)

(WHIMPERS)

Are you housing anarchists?

JANE: No, that's the Admiral,

next door.

He fires off a cannon

to mark the hour.

(GOODING COUGHS)

He's over five minutes late.

Yes. I'm afraid

he's been running

a little behind

these last few years.

As are we, this morning.

You've been given notice.

We'll see ourselves out.

Come along, Mr. Frye.

I do hope you find that share

certificate. I really do.

Good day to you both!

You really have chosen the

wrong profession, you know.

(DOOR CLOSES)

Why didn't you tell me

you'd taken out a loan?

(SIGHS) I didn't want

to worry you.

Or the children.

I kept thinking

I would catch up.

Kate always managed.

(SIGHS) Of all

the thick-headed mistakes.

I can't lose our home, Jane.

She's everywhere, here.

Well, then, we're not

going to let that happen.

But, Michael, you know we

neither of us have any money,

so we just have to find

that share certificate.

Do you have any idea where

Father might have kept it?

I don't know.

In the attic, perhaps?

Yes.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean

to bring you into all of this.

Michael!

Michael!

(SIGHS)

This is our family home,

and you're about to lose it.

So please stop pretending

everything's fine. You need...

Are we going to lose our home?

No. No, no, no.

No, no. I...

MICHAEL: Aunt Jane was only...

(STAMMERS) I was just saying

you won't have to worry,

because your father

owns shares in the bank.

But you said we don't have

enough money.

Well, I can make more money.

I am a banker now, aren't I?

That's what bankers do.

Make money.

But you're not a banker.

You're a painter.

Yes, well,

painters don't make money.

Not these days. Here, you see.

The day has hardly begun,

and I have already made you

10 pounds!

(CHILDREN GIGGLING)

We'd best be going.

Yes, yes, let's get

your hats on, shall we?

One moment, John.

Georgie shouldn't have to

spend his 10 pounds

on the shopping, should he?

Here you are.

Thank you, Father.

Ah! Off to the park, I see.

Yes, that's right, Ellen.

That's nice.

Shall we search

the attic, then?

Don't you have to go to work?

No. Work can wait.

Oh, thank you, Jane.

Well, why don't I check

the attic

and you check Father's

old wardrobe?

Yes.

We'll make lunch

when we get home, Ellen.

Gillie stays here.

GEORGIE: Aw!

(CHUCKLES) Blimey, what little

grown-ups you've become.

ANNABEL: Father didn't give us

enough, did he?

JOHN: Not nearly.

ANNABEL: Well, we can ask for

day-old bread at half off.

That's what Mother

used to do.

Hello, Willoughby!

Hello, Miss Lark!

Hello, Georgie. Twins.

GEORGIE: Oh!

Good boy, Willoughby.

Come on, Georgie, we haven't

got enough time for this.

Aw.

Come along. Come on, Wil.

(GASPS) The balloon lady!

Can we get balloons?

No, Georgie! We haven't enough

for groceries as it is.

Oi! Georgie Banks!

Keep off the grass.

I don't spend all day

caring for it

just to see my work

get trampled on.

Go on, off it!

Sorry.

What if Father

does lose the house?

We'll just have to

figure out a way

to get it back, I suppose.

You're right.

That's what Mother would do.

No.

(MUSIC BOX CHIMING)

♪ We haven't spoken

in so long, dear

♪ This year has gone by

in a blur

♪ Today, seems

everything's gone wrong here

♪ I'm looking

for the way things were

♪ I know you'd laugh

and call me tragic

♪ For everything's

in disarray

♪ These rooms

were always full of magic

♪ That's vanished...

♪ Since you went away

♪ This house is crowded now

with questions

♪ Your John's

a walking questionnaire

♪ And I could surely use

a few suggestions

♪ On how to brush

our daughter's hair

♪ When Georgie

needed explanations

♪ You always knew

just what to say

♪ And I miss

our family conversations

♪ It's silent...

♪ Since you went away

♪ Winter has gone

♪ But not from this room

♪ Snow's left the lane

♪ But the cherry trees

forgot to bloom

The certificate.

The certificate.

(CLEARS THROAT)

♪ I'll carry on

the way you told me

♪ I say that

like I have a choice

♪ And though you are not here

to hold me

♪ In the echoes,

I can hear your voice

♪ But still one question

fills my day, dear

♪ The answer

I've most longed to know

♪ Each moment

since you went away, dear

♪ My question, Kate, is...

♪ Where'd you go? ♪

JANE: Nothing in the wardrobe!

Oh, my goodness.

Yes, it's quite a mess.

JANE: Yes, it is.

What are all your art things

doing up here?

Oh. I wasn't

using them anymore.

I should probably just

get rid of it all.

Have you looked

in Father's old desk?

MICHAEL: I honestly

can't remember why we kept

most of this stuff

to begin with.

I mean, why on earth did we

save this old broken thing?

Don't you remember that kite?

We used to love flying that

with Mother and Father.

Well, it won't fly anymore.

Out it goes.

No looking back.

♪ Hold on tight

to those you love

♪ And maybe soon

from up above ♪

(BARKING)

Willoughby!

Naughty boy.

(CONTINUES BARKING)

Hush.

ANNABEL: How long do you think

it will take us today?

Well, let's see. It's a

9-minute walk to the shop.

(GEORGIE GIGGLES)

So if it takes 10 minutes...

to purchase each item...

Excuse me, children,

coming through!

Georgie! Come back!

JOHN: Georgie!

PARK KEEPER: You two!

I've told you before,

off the grass!

But our brother!

You heard me!

Now! What?

(ANNABEL PANTING)

(GASPS)

(PANTING)

(CHUCKLES)

(GRUNTING)

Whoa! Oh!

GEORGIE: (SCREAMING) Help!

We're coming, Georgie!

GEORGIE: Help!

GEORGIE: Help!

Hold on!

Help me!

(SCREAMS)

(JACK GRUNTS)

As I live and breathe.

You need to be more careful

when the wind rises, Georgie.

You nearly lost your kite.

And you two

nearly lost your Georgie.

He might have

got away completely

had I not been holding on

to the other end

of that string.

My goodness, Annabel...

what have you done

to your clothes?

You could grow a garden

in that much soil.

And, John...

yes, just as filthy.

How do you know our names?

Because she's Mary Poppins,

of course.

May I say, you look lovely,

as always.

Do you really think so?

Nice to see you, Jack.

Good to see you too,

Mary Poppins.

I was just your age

when we first met,

working for a chimney sweep.

How is dear old Bert?

Traveling the world, he is.

Off to points unknown.

Well, now I am off to speak

with the father

of these children.

This family is clearly

in desperate need of a nanny.

Now, quick march

and best foot forward,

and I'll thank you

not to dawdle.

Go on!

(ANNABEL SIGHS)

Father! Aunt Jane! Come quick!

Quickly!

What is it, Georgie?

Has something happened?

I was flying a kite

and it got caught on a nanny!

Whatever are you

talking about?

Come! Come, look!

Wait, where did you get

that kite?

I found it in the park.

She kept it from blowing away.

Mary...

Poppins.

Oh, close your mouth

please, Michael.

We are still not a codfish.

(GIGGLES)

Jane Banks, still rather

inclined to giggle, I see.

Good heavens,

it really is you.

You seem hardly

to have aged at all.

Really!

How incredibly rude.

One never discusses

a woman's age, Michael.

I would have hoped

I taught you better.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean...

You came back.

I thought

we'd never see you again.

It is wonderful to see you.

Yes, it is, isn't it?

ANNABEL:

So, you know her, then?

Mary Poppins

used to be our nanny.

What brings you here

after all this time?

MARY: Same thing that

brought me the first time.

I've come to look after

the Banks children.

Us?

Oh, yes, you too.

ANNABEL:

But we don't need a nanny.

Mother taught us

to look after ourselves.

You did just misplace Georgie,

I might point out.

Only slightly.

We got him back.

We can do anything

a nanny can.

GEORGIE: Mary Poppins

flew here on a kite.

You can't do that, can you?

What are you talking about,

Georgie? Don't be silly.

JANE: Oh, let him believe

what he likes.

When your father and I were

young, we used to imagine...

that Mary Poppins could do all

sorts of impossible things.

PARROT UMBRELLA: Actually...

"Actually," what?

Actually, I'd like to get back

to the matter

of my employment.

Your umbrella talks!

Georgie, please,

we're in the midst

of a grown-up conversation.

ANNABEL: Why don't we go

upstairs, Georgie?

But it did talk! I promise!

I'm afraid Georgie sometimes

suffers from an excess

of imagination.

As I recall,

you had the same affliction

yourself when you were young.

Did I, really? Well,

those days are long behind me.

Are they, indeed? Hmm.

Now, about my employment...

Yes, about your employment...

the truth is,

I simply can't afford...

We can settle on terms later,

although I will want

my old room back.

That's if it's not

a complete disaster...

and I will insist on having

every second Tuesday off.

No, I'm afraid, I...

Of course, Mary Poppins.

Good, good.

That's all settled.

Then I'll stay.

Now, if you'll excuse me...

the children have turned

themselves into dustbins.

So the first order of business

is to see them properly

bathed and dressed.

Jane, have you gone

completely mad?

I can't afford to take

on anyone else.

Mary Poppins

isn't just anyone.

Don't you see, Michael?

No one's

hiring nannies anymore.

The poor woman

has nowhere to go.

Well, neither will we

by the end of the week!

Oh, don't be so grumpy.

You sound just like Father.

I do not!

Give Mary Poppins a chance.

You need help

just as much as she does!

Very well. She can stay

for the time being, I suppose.

After all, she did fly

all this way on a kite.

(BOTH LAUGH)

Those things, when we were

young, they didn't really...

Happen?

No.

No.

Of course not.

Ridiculous.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Oh, hello, Mary Poppins.

Hello, Ellen.

How'd you do that?

Do what?

And why didn't Father believe

you flew here on a kite?

Because it's complete

nonsense, of course.

Grown-ups forget.

They always do.

MARY: That will be

quite enough of that.

I should have left you

in the umbrella stand.

(GASPS) Not with the canes!

Oh.

(GEORGIE GIGGLES)

(SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

What are you two

whispering about?

BOTH: Nothing.

"Nothing." Such a

useful word, isn't it?

It can mean anything

and everything.

ANNABEL: It's just that...

You don't require

the services of a nanny.

Well, we have grown up

a good deal

in the past year,

after all.

Yes.

Well, we'll have to see

what can be done about that.

ANNABEL: That was

our mother's, be careful.

I am always careful.

So, you're staying?

Yes, I'll stay.

Until the door opens.

What does that mean?

That door's always opening.

Oh, not that door,

another one.

The bathroom door?

(CHUCKLES)

That's just silly, Georgie.

Not the bathroom door?

MARY: No.

But a bath would prove useful.

Come along.

Time for a good, clean start.

Mother always had us

take our baths in the evening.

Well, in my experience,

Annabel...

the perfect time of day

to have a bath

is when one needs a wash.

Georgie, you will go first.

We are perfectly capable

of drawing our own baths.

MARY: How very helpful, John.

In that case,

you may turn off the tap.

But not quite yet, still need

to put in the bubbles.

But I don't like

soap bubbles.

Well, then

you shall have to try

to avoid them at all costs.

She's a tough nut,

isn't she?

(SIGHS) All right then...

but we'll have to

get this done quickly!

Right, we still have to

get down to the grocers...

and it looks as though

it might rain.

I know who you should ask.

(JOHN SIGHS)

Her umbrella can't talk,

Georgie.

The very idea.

How do you know it can't?

ANNABEL: Because it can't.

The very notion is ridiculous.

Exactly right, Annabel.

It's nonsense.

Foolishness.

It makes no sense.

And if it makes no sense,

it can't be true.

♪ John, you're right

♪ It's good to know

you're bright

♪ For intellect

can wash away confusion

♪ Georgie sees,

and Annabel agrees

♪ Most folderol's

an optical illusion

♪ You three know it's true

that one plus one is two

♪ Yes, logic is the rock

of our foundation

♪ I suspect,

and I'm never incorrect

♪ That you're far too old

to give in to imagination

(DOLPHIN CLICKING)

No, not yet.

(GEORGIE GASPS)

♪ Some people like

to splash and play

♪ Can you imagine that?

♪ And take a seaside holiday

♪ Can you imagine that?

♪ Too much glee leaves

rings around the brain

♪ Take that joy

and send it down the drain

♪ Some people

like to laugh at life

♪ And giggle through the day

♪ They think the world's

a brand-new, shiny toy

♪ And if while dreaming

in the clouds

♪ They fall and go kersplat

♪ Although they're down

and bent in half

♪ They brush right off

and start to laugh!

♪ Can you imagine that? ♪

On second thoughts,

perhaps you're right.

It makes no sense to take

a bath this early.

Wait! I want to take a bath!

Oh, really?

Very well, then.

(GEORGIE CHUCKLES)

Up you go.

(GASPS)

And in you go.

(ECHOING) Whoa!

(GASPS) Georgie!

(ECHOING) Georgie!

John!

What happened?

Will they be all right?

Well, it is just a bath,

after all.

But then again,

it's not my tub.

ANNABEL: Shouldn't you go in

after them?

Oh, no, I had my bath

this morning, thank you.

Well, if you won't, I will!

(ECHOING) Whoa!

Off we go.

(GIGGLING)

(JOHN PANTING)

(WATER BUBBLING)

♪ Some people like

to dive right in

♪ Can you imagine that?

♪ And flap about

in bathtub gin

♪ Can you imagine that?

♪ Doggies paddling

20 leagues below

(BARKS)

♪ Might seem real,

but we know it's not so

♪ To cook without a recipe

♪ Can you imagine that?

♪ And heaven knows what lives

within that pot!

♪ Some pirates follow

treasure maps

♪ And wear a silly hat

♪ They search the world

for buried gold

♪ They won't grow up

and don't grow old!

♪ Can you imagine that? ♪

Be sure to scrub

behind your ears!

(DOLPHINS CLICKING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GIGGLES)

(CHILDREN EXCLAIMING)

♪ Some answer

when adventure calls!

ALL:

♪ Can you imagine that?

♪ And sail straight

over waterfalls!

ALL:

♪ Can you imagine that?

♪ They see living

as its own reward

Ahoy!

♪ They rock the boat,

then...

Whoa!

Man overboard!

♪ Some people

look out on the sea

♪ And see a brand-new day

♪ Their spirit lifts them high

above the blue

♪ Yet, some others

wear an anchor

♪ And they sink

in seconds flat

♪ So...

♪ Perhaps we've learnt

when day is done

♪ Some stuff and nonsense

could be fun!

ALL:

♪ Can you imagine that? ♪

(CHILDREN EXCLAIMING)

(GEORGIE LAUGHING)

MICHAEL: No.

No.

No.

No. Anything?

No, nothing.

Just your old drawings,

and bills, and nothing else.

Well, then that's it,

it's not here.

JOHN: Father, Aunt Jane!

ANNABEL: It was amazing! And

then there were these boats!

GEORGIE: Everything you could

ever dream of!

ANNABEL: And then,

he fell in the water!

Not now, please.

But it really happened!

Tell him, Mary Poppins!

I have no idea

what you're all talking about.

We swam through

a pirate ship!

Enough, please!

You're right, Father.

We're sorry.

No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I don't mean to be cross

with all of you. I...

I've just lost something

very important.

Yes. And we're

going to find it.

I'm sure your grandfather just

tucked it away somewhere

for safekeeping.

The bank!

Didn't Father have a safety

deposit box in the bank?

Yes. Yes, he did.

Well, let's go.

It's closed.

We'll go first thing

in the morning.

But won't we need a key?

There's a whole drawer

full of keys

in Father's old desk upstairs.

MICHAEL: Is there?

JANE: Yes!

My goodness, gracious,

glory me.

You'd think by now

they'd have learned

to pick up after themselves.

Cleaning is not a spectator

sport, I'll remind you.

John, Annabel,

put all the books

back on the bookshelves.

Georgie Banks,

come back here.

Take out this rubbish,

would you?

Yes, Mary Poppins.

There's a good boy.

(GRUNTING)

Off you go, spit spot.

(GRUNTS)

(HORN HONKS)

MICHAEL: Oh, well.

That's that.

What about Mr. Dawes, Jr.?

Couldn't he give you

more time?

Yes, I'm sure he could

if he were still here...

but Dawes' nephew has been

running things lately.

I don't think he even knows

who I am.

Thank you.

CLERK: Very good, sir.

Well, it's high time he found

out, don't you think?

(STAMMERS) Jane?

Jane!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Jane!

Jane!

MAN: Banks.

MICHAEL: Good morning.

Sorry.

Jane. We can't just charge

into his office.

Hello, Miss Penny Farthing,

is it?

Heavens, did the old secretary

finally retire?

She always had

that big jar of sweets

on the desk

we'd raid as children.

WILKINS: I remember that jar.

Those little toffees that

stuck your teeth together.

Must get you one of

those jars, Miss Farthing.

PENNY: Of course, sir.

This wouldn't happen

to be your sister,

would it, Mr. Banks?

Yes.

Yes, Jane Banks.

How do you do?

Great pleasure to meet you.

William Weatherall Wilkins.

Do step this way.

(DOOR CLOSES)

WILKINS: If I had known

that George Banks' son

had taken a loan with us...

I would have handled

the paperwork myself.

Unfortunately...

regarding an extension,

there's very little I can do

at this point.

MICHAEL: I see.

Our father did leave us

shares in the bank.

Oh, well,

that is good news!

JANE: Yes. Yes, it is.

But the trouble is,

we can't seem to find

the share certificate.

You wouldn't happen

to have any record

of Father's shares,

would you?

I would think so.

(BUZZER BUZZES)

Bring in

the shareholder's ledger,

would you, Miss Farthing?

PENNY:

Right away, Mr. Wilkins.

And what about your uncle,

Mr. Dawes, Jr.?

He'd know if Father received

shares, wouldn't he?

I'm afraid

dear old Uncle Dawes

is getting on in years.

Non compos mentis...

(DOOR OPENS)

Which, sadly, is why

I had to take over for him.

Ah, thank you, Miss Farthing.

Let's see.

"Babcock...

"Baker..."

Hmm.

Doesn't seem to be a listing

for George Banks here.

Don't despair.

You still have until

that big fellow out there

chimes his last

on Friday night...

to find that certificate.

And I'll keep looking here

as well.

Yes, well, thank you

so very much, Mr. Wilkins.

It's really been

a great pleasure. Thank you.

Very kind of you.

Thank you, Mr. Wilkins.

WILKINS: Not at all.

(SIGHS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(BUZZER BUZZES)

Bring in all of George Banks'

old files, would you?

PENNY: Of course, Mr. Wilkins.

(BEDSPRINGS CREAKING)

Georgie, this is a nursery,

let me remind you,

and not a music hall.

Can we have another bath?

Oh, pish posh.

Now, John,

you'd best go downstairs

and help Ellen...

(CLATTERING)

ELLEN: Whoa!

...put away the dishes.

Yes, Mary Poppins.

Here, I can

put those away myself.

Very well, then.

Now, Georgie Banks...

if you were hoping

that I will let you

take this

sadly neglected kite...

to the park tomorrow,

you'd better start

patching it up this instant.

Yes, Mary Poppins.

Hmm.

Oh, let me help you

with those.

Oh, you're a good lad.

You're such a help, you are.

I only wish

I could help your father

save this poor old house.

I could sell my broach

and necklace, I suppose.

Matching set,

my old mum gave them to me.

You'd do that for us?

What? Sell my

prized possessions?

Oh, no, I didn't

mean it like that.

Oh, it's all right.

I think they're fakes, anyway.

No. Plenty in this house worth

more than them old trinkets.

If you'll excuse me, Ellen.

What's got into him?

(PANTING) Annabel!

I know how to save the house!

What do you mean?

If you two are going to keep

up all of this whispering...

I'd like you

to practice doing so

as loudly as possible.

It will still be bad manners,

but at least then we'll all

be in on the secret.

Oh, hello, Jack!

Mary Poppins,

how are you this fine evening?

MARY: I'm settling in

quite nicely, thank you.

(SOFTLY) I was downstairs

with Ellen...

JACK: Do you know,

when I was a lad...

I used to wave up to the boy

and girl who lived here.

Oh. You mean

Michael and Jane.

Ah, Miss Jane Banks!

I see Mr. Banks

about now and again.

It's been ages

since I've seen her.

Well, she lives in a flat

on the other side of town now.

I'm sure you'll bump into her

one of these days.

What are you doing?

You know we're not supposed

to touch that.

This is authentic

Royal Doulton china, Annabel.

Mother always said

it was priceless...

and I bet it'll be enough

to pay off Father's debt.

That's a terrible idea, John.

You know

Mother loved that bowl.

But she'd sell it herself

to save the house!

That was Mother's!

Put that back!

ANNABEL: No, Georgie,

give it to me!

GEORGIE: No! Put it back!

ANNABEL: Let go, let go!

It's a good thing

you come along

when you did, Mary Poppins.

(CHILDREN SHOUTING)

(BOWL BREAKS)

That didn't sound good,

now did it?

What are the three

of you up to?

Give me the missing piece!

I don't have it!

Well, look for it then!

Which of you broke the bowl?

Georgie did.

I did not! It was Annabel!

No, I didn't!

If John hadn't taken it...

(ALL ARGUING)

CLYDE: Actually,

it was all three of them.

MARY: Mmm.

Who said that?

Oh, dear.

ANNABEL: Look!

The picture's changed.

MARY: It looks

as though they've broken

your carriage wheel.

SHAMUS: That they have.

It's useless now.

CLYDE: Useless

as a chocolate teapot.

The bowl is speaking!

SHAMUS: And who do we think

is gonna fix that?

Aye, there's the riddle.

Them what broke it fixes it.

That's what I say.

What do you think,

Mary Poppins?

Well, I suppose

we have no choice.

But how are we

going to do that?

I know a bit

about fixing carriages.

But we can't fix

the carriage wheel.

It isn't possible.

Everything is possible.

Even the impossible.

Now, gather 'round,

everyone. Spit, spot!

Georgie, don't forget Gillie.

Are we ready?

Ready.

(CHUCKLES)

Wow!

What just happened?

Where are we?

(CLINKS)

Looks like we're in china,

so to speak.

Over here, everyone.

This wheel won't fix itself.

Now, tread lightly,

this is fine porcelain,

and we don't want

to chip the glaze.

(CHILDREN EXCLAIMING)

GEORGIE: Whee!

(CHILDREN GIGGLING)

Oh, Georgie, head up

and feet beneath you.

You too, John.

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

Excuse me, driver,

would you help us?

Well, Mary Poppins,

is it yourself?

But he's...

But you're...

That's right, I'm Irish.

I'm also part poodle. (BARKS)

(CHILDREN LAUGH)

How wonderful

to see you, Shamus.

I'm so sorry about all this.

Now, would you help Jack

lift the carriage

while the children

put the wheel back on?

With pleasure!

She's talking to a dog!

Well, of course

she can talk. (CHUFFS)

(GASPS SOFTLY)

MARY: Take your places,

everyone. (CLAPS HANDS)

Ready?

And lift.

(CHILDREN GRUNTING)

Yes. Let's see now,

this should do it.

There we are, shipshape.

Not a bad job at all.

Suppose it'll have to do.

And back to the nursery we go.

Back already?

Can't we stay in this bowl

for a while?

I want a carriage ride.

I wouldn't mind one m'self.

Well, I suppose

it wouldn't do any harm.

Shamus, would you mind?

Not in the least.

Climb aboard, everybody!

CHILDREN: Hooray!

SHAMUS: Mind the step,

plant yourselves comfy.

Now, where would we all like

to go on this fine, fine day?

The Royal Doulton Music Hall,

please.

Where?

What's that?

We're on the brink

of an adventure, children,

don't spoil it

with too many questions.

Let's go, Clyde!

Easy.

♪ In the nursery,

you were never by yourself

♪ There was quite another

world upon your shelf

Hold on!

♪ Where each day

crowds make their way

♪ Upon the sun's descent

♪ To a mythical, mystical,

never-quite-logistical tent

♪ Yes, in this

dearly dynamical

♪ Simply ceramical

Royal Doulton bowl

♪ There's a cuddly

and curious

♪ Furry and furious

animal watering hole

♪ Where the monkeys

and humming birds

♪ Know the tunes

and the words

♪ Every beast

large and small

♪ Loves the very

top drawer-able

♪ Always encore-able

Royal Doulton Music Hall

Ooh, that one

tickled my tail.

Nearly there,

Mary Poppins!

BOTH: ♪ Yes, in this

marvelous, mystical

♪ Rather sophistical

Royal Doulton bowl

♪ There's a lot of birds

queuing up

♪ A lot of hams chewing up

scenery they swallow whole

♪ There are lots of cats

tuning strings

MARY: ♪ Nightingales

in the wings

BOTH: ♪ Waiting for

their big drum roll

♪ At the simply sensational

♪ Standing ovation-al

♪ Royal Doulton Music Hall

♪ Music Hall ♪

SHAMUS: Here we are!

(CLYDE CHUFFS)

But where's the music hall?

Oh, yes, that. Silly me.

WOLF: Step right up!

(CHILDREN EXCLAIM)

Step right up

for the simply sensational

Royal Doulton Music Hall!

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

How on earth

did she do that?

One thing you should know

about Mary Poppins...

she never explains anything.

Come on.

WOLF: Hurry, hurry!

Only a few seats left!

Get tickets while you can

for the one-night only...

one and only...

Mary Poppins!

What an honor it is

to have you join us

this evening.

Thank you.

And who is this I see?

Why, it's John,

Annabel and Georgie Banks!

You know us?

Of course. Everyone knows

the Banks children.

We've all been watching you

in the nursery for years.

It's so good

to finally meet you.

Hurry along, now.

Get yourselves some peanuts

and candy floss

and go right on in.

May we, Mary Poppins?

Yes.

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

GEORGIE: Come on!

Let's get candy floss!

Just keep away

from the edge of the bowl.

(SNARLS)

(CROWD CHEERING AND LAUGHING)

♪ At the highly-acclaimable

♪ Nearly untamable

(CROWD CHEERING)

♪ Lavishly praisable,

always roof-raise-able

♪ Royal Doulton

♪ Music Hall! ♪

Oh! Excuse me.

Oh!

(GIGGLING)

(ALL CHEERING)

Bucks and mares,

cubs and does,

welcome to our show of shows!

It is my great honor

to introduce

this evening's

renowned guest...

the one...

the only...

Mary Poppins!

Oh. (LAUGHS)

(ALL CHEERING)

Well, thank you, thank you

very much. Yes, thank you.

JACK: Come on!

Oh, no, no.

Come on up!

Go on!

Silly Jack.

(JACK CHUCKLES)

Thank you.

Sing for us, Mary Poppins!

No. No, no, no.

Come on, have a go.

No, I haven't sung in years.

PENGUINS:

Sing for us, Mary Poppins.

Please. Please.

Do sing for us.

No, I couldn't possibly.

D-flat major.

(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ Uncle Gutenberg

was a bookworm

♪ And he lived

on Charing Cross

♪ The memory of his volumes

brings a smile

♪ He would read me

lots of stories

♪ When he wasn't

on the sauce

♪ Now I'd like to share

the wisdom

♪ Of my favorite bibliophile

♪ He said

(IN COCKNEY ACCENT)

♪ A cover is not the book

♪ So open it up

and take a look

♪ 'Cause under the covers

♪ One discovers

that the king may be a crook

♪ Chapter titles

are like signs

♪ And if you read

between the lines

♪ You'll find your

first impression was mistook

♪ For a cover is nice

but a cover is not the book

(ANIMALS SCATTING)

Mary Poppins,

could you give us an example?

Certainly!

(GASPS AND SIGHS)

♪ Nellie Rubina

was made of wood

♪ But what could not be seen

♪ Was though her trunk up top

was barren

♪ Well, her roots

were lush and green

♪ So in spring

when Mr. Hick'ry

♪ Saw her blossoms

bloomin' there

♪ He took root,

despite her bark

♪ And now there's

seedlings everywhere!

BOTH: ♪ Which proves a

cover is not the book

♪ So open it up

and take a look

♪ 'Cause under the covers

♪ One discovers

that the king may be a crook

♪ Chapter titles

are like signs

♪ And if you read

between the lines

♪ You'll find your

first impression was mistook

♪ For a cover is nice

but a cover is not the book!

Shall we do the one

about the "Wealthy Widow"?

Oh, by all means!

Always loved that one!

Well, go on then.

♪ Lady Hyacinth Macaw brought

all her treasures to a reef

♪ Where she only

wore a smile

♪ Plus two feathers

and a leaf

MARY:

♪ So no one tried to rob her

♪ 'Cause she barely

wore a stitch

♪ For when you're

in your birthday suit

♪ There ain't much there

to show you're rich!

♪ Oh, a cover

is not the book

♪ So open it up

and take a look

♪ 'Cause under the covers

♪ One discovers

that the king may be a crook

(SCATTING)

♪ You'll find your

first impression was mistook

(SCATTING)

♪ For a cover is nice,

but a cover is not the book ♪

Oh, give us the one about the

"Dirty Rascal," why don't ya?

Isn't that one a bit long?

Well, the quicker

you're into it,

the quicker you're out of it.

♪ Once upon a time

in a nursery rhyme

♪ There was a castle

with a king hiding in a wing

♪ 'Cause he never

went to school

♪ To learn a single thing

♪ He had scepters and swords

And a parliament of Lords

♪ But on the inside he was sad

Egad!

♪ Because he never had

a wisdom for numbers

♪ A wisdom for words

♪ Though his crown

was quite immense

♪ His brain was smaller

than a bird's

♪ So the queen of the nation

made a royal proclamation

♪ "To the missus

and the messers

♪ "The more or lessers

♪ "Bring me

all the land's professors"

♪ Then she went

to the hair dressers

♪ And they came from the East

And they came from the South

♪ From each college,

they poured knowledge

♪ From their brains

into his mouth

♪ But the king

couldn't learn

♪ So each professor

met their fate

♪ For the queen

had their heads removed

♪ And placed upon the gate

♪ And on that date

♪ I state their wives

all got a note

♪ Their mate

was now the late great

♪ But then suddenly one day

♪ A stranger started

in to sing

♪ He said,

"I'm the dirty rascal

♪ "And I'm here

to teach the king!"

♪ And the queen

clutched her jewels

♪ For she hated royal fools

♪ But this fool

had some rules

♪ They really ought

to teach in schools

♪ Like you'll be

a happy king

♪ If you enjoy

the things you've got

♪ You should never try to be

♪ The kind of person

that you're not

♪ So they sang

and they laughed

♪ For the king

had found a friend

♪ And they ran onto a rainbow

for the story's perfect end

♪ So the moral is you mustn't

let the outside be the guide

♪ For it's not so cut

and dried

♪ Well, unless

it's Doctor Jekyll

♪ Then you better hide

♪ Petrified!

♪ No, the truth

can't be denied

♪ As I have now

have testified

♪ All that really counts

and matters

♪ Is the special

stuff inside!

Hooray!

He did it!

(ALL CHEERING)

ALL: ♪ Oh, a cover

is not the book

♪ So open it up

and take a look

♪ 'Cause under the covers

♪ One discovers

that the king may be a crook

♪ So please

listen to what we've said

♪ And open a book

tonight in bed

♪ So one more time

before we get the hook

♪ Sing it out strong!

♪ A cover is nice

♪ Please take our advice

♪ A cover is nice

♪ Or you'll pay the price!

♪ A cover is nice

but a cover is not the book ♪

(ANIMALS SCATTING)

(ALL CHEERING)

Bravo!

Gillie!

(ANNABEL WHOOPING)

(SIGHS)

(ANNABEL WHOOPS)

Where's Georgie?

I don't know.

BADGER: Take this.

(GRUNTING)

What are you doing?

(BOTH GASP)

Well, well,

if it isn't the boy

who cracked the bowl.

We've waited a long time

for you Banks children...

to come and visit us,

so we could pay a visit

to your nursery.

But those are our things!

WOLF: Oh, not anymore,

they aren't.

Give Gillie back!

He's mine!

My mother made him for me!

Hey! Leave our brother alone!

Time to go, boys!

(BADGER GRUNTING)

Whoa!

(GRUNTING)

(GASPS)

(BINNACLE BLOWING WHISTLE)

(COUGHING)

Annabel! Help!

BOTH: Georgie!

JOHN: We're coming, Georgie!

GEORGIE: John!

(LAUGHS)

Let me go! I want to go home!

What home?

You've lost your home!

(BOTH PANTING)

(BOTH EXCLAIM)

Shamus!

Clyde!

That's right, it's us!

Let's go

get your brother back.

(LAUGHS)

(GASPS AND GRUNTS ANGRILY)

We're gaining on 'em!

Give it more speed!

Right away, sir.

(GRUNTING)

(LAUGHS)

Whoa!

Giddy-up, big fella!

(CLYDE PANTING)

(BOTH SCREAMING)

We're closing in.

Get ready to jump!

Ready. And now!

(SCREAMS)

SHAMUS: Well done, children!

CLYDE: Give 'em what-for!

(SHOUTS) Get rid of them!

But, sir!

You heard me!

ANNABEL: Georgie,

are you all right?

Annabel, look!

(ANNABEL STRAINING)

(GRUNTS)

(GASPS)

(BOTH SCREAMING)

Stay with Georgie.

Right.

(GRUNTS)

Be careful!

GEORGIE:

What are you doing?

(GRUNTS ANGRILY)

(WINCES)

(GRUNTS)

(CONTINUES PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

(GROWLING)

(CHILDREN SCREAM)

(LAUGHS)

Oh, no!

ALL: The edge of the bowl!

(CHILDREN SCREAMING)

MARY:

Georgie, it's all right,

it's all right.

My goodness me.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Shh. It's all right.

You were having a nice

sort of nightmare, I must say.

You were right, Mary Poppins!

A cover is not the book.

We thought they were nice,

but they were mean!

Whatever are you

talking about?

They tried to take Gillie!

No, Gillie is right here,

sleeping, as you should be.

But it was real!

They stole all our things...

and the wolf said

we were never

going to see our home again!

That is absurd.

But I had a nightmare

like that, too.

So did I.

It seemed awfully real.

I don't want to lose our home.

You see, Georgie?

That's why we wanted

Mother's bowl.

We were going to sell it

to save the house.

I miss Mother.

Oh, listen

to the three of you.

You're all worrying

far too much.

After all, you can't lose

what you've never lost.

I don't understand.

Well...

♪ Do you ever

lie awake at night?

♪ Just between the dark

and the morning light

♪ Searching for the things

you used to know

♪ Looking for the place

where the lost things go?

♪ Do you ever dream

or reminisce?

♪ Wondering where to find

what you truly miss?

♪ Well, maybe all those things

that you love so

♪ Are waiting in the place

where the lost things go

♪ Memories you've shared,

gone for good you feared

♪ They're all

around you still

♪ Though they've disappeared

♪ Nothing's really left

or lost without a trace

♪ Nothing's gone forever,

only out of place

♪ So maybe now the dish

and my best spoon

♪ Are playing hide and seek

just behind the Moon

♪ Waiting there

until it's time to show

♪ Spring is like that now

♪ Far beneath the snow

♪ Hiding in the place

where the lost things

♪ Go ♪

Now, time to get some sleep.

And in the morning,

bright and early...

we'll take that bowl

to my cousin.

We'll have it mended.

♪ Time to close your eyes

♪ So sleep can come around

♪ For when you dream

♪ You'll find all that's lost

is found

♪ Maybe on the Moon

♪ Or maybe somewhere new

♪ Maybe all you're missing

lives inside of you

♪ So, when you need her touch

and loving gaze

♪ "Gone but not forgotten"

is the perfect phrase

♪ Smiling from a star

that she makes glow

♪ Trust she's always there

♪ Watching as you grow

♪ Find her in the place

where the lost things

♪ Go ♪

John, look!

Mary Poppins' scarf.

It wasn't a dream after all.

Shall we tell her?

Better not.

I expect she already knows.

(BIG BEN CHIMING)

ADMIRAL BOOM:

Blast the devil, too soon!

Why can't those pea-brained

Big Ben buffoons get it right?

Ahoy there, fair lady!

Hello!

Good morning. Oh!

JACK: Oh!

I'm sorry, miss.

Oh, no, no. It's quite

all right. Don't worry.

Let me help you with that.

Thank you.

MARY: Good morning, Jane.

I see you've bumped into Jack.

The children and I are

heading into town

to get something fixed.

Would you like to

come with us?

Work calls, I'm afraid.

We've got a rally today.

Oh, that's right. You ought to

give Jack one of those flyers.

You're Miss Banks,

aren't you?

Yes.

I don't know

if you remember me.

I used to wave to you

when I'd see you

up there in that very window.

Yes.

Jack.

Yes, of course, I remember.

Call me Jane, please.

Of course,

I was much younger then.

(CHUCKLES) True...

but your smile

hasn't changed a bit.

Well, it's this afternoon,

if you can make it.

SPRUCE, eh?

Good for you, Jane Banks.

All us lamplighters know

what a fine job you're doing

for the workers.

Well, we try our best.

If you ever need

a ladder raised

or a lamp lit,

consider it done.

Thank you, Jack.

Thank you. (CHUCKLES)

(CONVERSATION CONTINUES

INDISTINCTLY)

Polishing the keyhole, are we?

Look at this.

Miss Jane's chatting with

that handsome lamplighter.

It looks like he's lit her up

as well, don't it?

Oh, Ellen!

Oh, no,

nothing will come of it.

No, she says

that ship's sailed.

And I say, there are

always other ships.

MICHAEL: My alarm didn't ring.

Oh, dear. Let me help you.

(SIGHS) I'm gonna be late.

That's all that I need!

Well, you're not late yet,

are you?

Here you are.

Off you go.

(JANE GIGGLING)

Good morning, Michael.

Hello, forgive me,

I have to run.

Watch where you're...

Michael!

I am so sorry!

Oh, it's fine.

Um, I'm looking

for number 19.

BOTH: It's two doors down.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

Many thanks. Sincerely.

Michael, your briefcase!

Blimey, he'd leave his head

on the breakfast table

if it weren't screwed on.

Here, Ellen.

I'll take the briefcase.

The children and I are heading

that way on an errand.

We'll stop

by the bank afterwards.

I'll give you a lift.

My rounds are done.

Wonderful.

All aboard, everyone. Come on.

GEORGIE: On the bicycle?

But there are five of us.

We can't all fit.

The weight

on those wheels alone.

Mary Poppins,

how much do you weigh?

Never you mind about that.

It's all a question

of balance.

Annabel here.

Whoa!

And then John.

JOHN: Whoa!

Oh, sit up straight!

You're not flour bags.

Georgie at the front.

Yay!

Mary Poppins, you here.

(ALL EXCLAIM)

I've got it!

Blimey!

All right, everybody.

Primed and ready,

Mr. Binnacle?

Ready and charged, sir.

Ready, everyone?

CHILDREN: Ready!

Are you sure

this is quite safe?

Not in the slightest.

Ready.

ADMIRAL BOOM: Three!

Two!

Steady!

One!

Fire!

Go!

(CHILDREN EXCLAIMING)

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

Now, pull over, right ahead.

Thank you, Jack.

Right. Off we go,

jiggity-jog.

Thank you, Georgie.

This way, please.

Never noticed

this alley before.

Well, clearly

you've never had

a Royal Doulton bowl

that wanted mending.

Straight ahead.

Here we are.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

"Topotrepolovsky's

all repairs,

"large and small fix-it shop."

Looks as though it's just

a small fix-it shop today.

That's just what we want.

The bowl only needs

a small fix, after all.

(GROANS) So now my head

is a door knocker.

(SIGHS)

I suppose my beak might be

useful for opening cans.

You fuss, fuss, fuss.

Don't be so dramatic.

Cousin Topsy!

TOPSY: Mary Poppins!

Oh, for the love

of all that is holy...

do not come in!

Don't be so rude!

TOPSY: Please stay away.

It is Second Wednesday!

(GASPS)

Second Wednesday. Oh, dear.

I'd forgotten.

Still, today or never,

that's my motto.

Ouch!

There we are!

Follow me.

TOPSY: So, in you come.

You do not listen to Topsy.

(MARY STAMMERS)

(RUMBLING)

TOPSY: Oh, no!

It has begun!

(TOPSY EXCLAIMING)

(SIGHS)

(CHILDREN GASP)

Now, what do you want?

You have guests, cousin.

You might at least greet them

at the door.

And how am I to

do that, please,

when I am down here,

up on the ceiling?

(SIGHS) Very well,

we'll come to you.

Excuse me, please, Georgie.

Now, this way.

Be careful on the way up.

TOPSY: Why be careful?

Leave it all for Topsy to fix.

Climb on my shelves.

Step on the toys.

(CLATTERING)

Kick the little china dolls

in their faces.

John, Annabel,

Georgie and Jack...

this is my cousin.

Second cousin,

many times removed.

MARY: Tatiana Antanasia

Cositori Topotrepolovsky.

Oh, but you may call me Topsy.

(CHUCKLES)

That's an unusual accent

you've got there.

Where are you from?

Oh, that's very

interesting story...

We have no idea.

We need you

to fix this bowl, dear.

No, no, no. It is as

I have told to you...

second Wednesday

of the month...

when everything

is turning turtle.

(SIGHS)

ANNABEL: "Turning turtle"?

What exactly does that mean?

It means my whole world

goes flippity-flop

like a turtle on his back.

And I don't know

my up from my down,

my east from my west.

My topsy from my bottomsy.

(CHILDREN GIGGLE)

Yes, I think

we've all grasped the concept.

Good. That's quick for you.

You see, my littles,

anything I try to fix...

on Second Wednesday

goes kerflooey.

Kerflooey.

Kerflooey!

(CLATTERS)

(CHILDREN GIGGLE)

Please, cousin,

you have always said

that you can fix anything.

(SIGHS) Sweet girl,

you tell Mary Poppins,

who doesn't listen...

that any other day,

Tatiana Antanasia Cositori

Topotrepolovsky...

can fix anything.

♪ If you ring

with something broken

♪ On a Thursday

♪ I'll make new with my glue,

pins and thread

♪ What you bring,

when I've awoken

♪ On a Friday

♪ I will mend, and then spend

the day in bed

♪ Children, Satur, Sun,

and Mondays

♪ Are just

everything-is-fun days

♪ But in the second week,

I wear a frown

♪ For I know

that after Tuesday

♪ Comes the

Topsy-gets-bad-news day

♪ It's the dreaded

Second Wednesday

♪ When from nine to noon

my life turns upside down

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

(GEORGIE SCREAMS)

♪ Fast is slow, low is high

Stop is go and that is why

♪ Every Second Wednesday

is a hurdle

♪ From eight to nine

all is well

♪ Then I roll over

on my shell

♪ And all because

the world is turning turtle

♪ Now day is night, dog is cat

Black is white, thin is fat

♪ That is why

I'm loosening up my girdle

♪ I cannot help

this charming troupe

♪ Don't mock me

'cause I'm in the soup

♪ And why? Because the world

is turning turtle

♪ Oh, woe is me

I'm as opposite as I can be

♪ I long for Thursdays

when the world is drab

♪ When will it cease?

♪ Now my life resembles

War and Peace

♪ That Tolstoy certainly

had the gift of gab

♪ I couldn't get through it

♪ Bottom's top, yin is yang

♪ Peace and quiet's

sturm und drang

♪ Tuesday nights,

my blood begins to curdle

♪ East is west, in is out

♪ And that is why

I need to shout

♪ "Oh, no! The world

is turning turtle!"

♪ Oh, if you had come

some other morn

♪ You wouldn't have found me

so forlorn

♪ But since the day

that I was born

♪ Second Wednesdays

is on the fritz

♪ I couldn't mend this

to save my soul

♪ If this keeps up,

I'll dig a hole

♪ You say life's a cherry bowl

But Wednesday's full of pits

♪ Tell us,

can you fix this drum?

♪ Well,

today is looking glum

♪ Can you mend this crack?

♪ And broken string?

♪ Well, perhaps

if you all lend a hand

CHILDREN AND JACK: ♪ Our

fingers are at your command

♪ A broken songbird

still can sing

♪ Let's do the turtle swing

(GEORGIE GIGGLES)

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

(SQUEALS)

♪ Oh, woe is me

Now I'm on my head

♪ How can that be?

♪ Well, you say "woe"

but I say "lucky you"

♪ Lucky me?

♪ Yes

♪ Here, on your head

♪ "A" is far behind

and led by "Z"

♪ It's good to get

a different point of view ♪

I love your shoes.

You see, when the world turns

upside down...

the best thing is

to turn right along with it.

I do see!

From down here,

things look right side up!

(ALL LAUGH)

I wouldn't mind seeing things

from that angle.

Sounds like fun!

Can we?

Very well. Flippity-flop.

(CHILDREN EXCLAIMING)

♪ Near is

♪ Far is

♪ Here is

♪ There

♪ Turtles turning everywhere

♪ Things are getting clear

♪ Well, knock on wood,

my dear

(GRUNTS)

♪ When you change the view

from where you stood

♪ The things you view

will change for good

♪ I never thought of things

that way

♪ She never thought of things

that way

♪ Now Wednesdays

are my favorite day

ALL: ♪ Now Wednesdays

are her favorite day

♪ 'Cause that's the day

I'm quite contrary

♪ And now,

thanks to Cousin Mary

♪ I have changed, to be exact

I love the fact

♪ The world is

turning turtle

♪ Turtle

♪ Turtle ♪

(ALL LAUGHING)

Come, give your bowl

to me. (CHUCKLES)

No more am I afraid

with this new point of view.

Good.

Excuse me,

but do you have any idea

how much our bowl

might be worth?

In money?

Not very much, I'm afraid.

But that doesn't make it

any less beautiful.

Our mother always said

it was priceless.

Well, I'm sure it was to her.

Mary Poppins is right,

for once.

It is all in the way

that you look at things.

Thank you, cousin.

Now, come along, children.

Get your hats.

And don't you worry

about Mother's bowl.

I will fix

and make perfect for you.

So you come back, maybe,

next Second Wednesday?

MARY: Yes. Spit spot.

Nice meeting you,

Topsy Turvy.

(CHUCKLES) "Topsy Turvy."

(CHUCKLES)

I like. It's catchy.

Now, what do we do?

I have no idea.

Well, like Topsy said...

maybe we should start

looking at things differently.

(RUMBLING AND CREAKING)

Oh, marvelous.

It looks like

things are starting

to turn around for my cousin.

JOHN: Mary Poppins,

this is not

the quickest way to the bank.

MARY: It is today.

GEORGIE:

Look, there's Aunt Jane!

CHILDREN:

Aunt Jane! Aunt Jane!

GEORGIE: Hello!

MARY: Off to the rally,

are you, Jane?

Yes. All still here,

thank goodness.

Nobody fell off.

(CHILDREN CHUCKLE)

Say, I could come back and

give you a hand with all that

once I drop the others

at the bank.

Oh, no, please don't worry.

I'm perfectly fine. Really.

Oh, nonsense. The bank's

just around the corner...

and the children and I have

plenty of legs

to get us there.

Now, climb off, everyone.

Ready, and jump.

Steady the bicycle for me,

would you, children?

You're sure

you don't mind, Jack?

'Course not.

I was hoping to drop by

that rally of yours, anyway.

You were? Oh, good.

You can ride

in the front basket.

Really?

(CHUCKLES) I think

she'll be better here.

Here, is it?

Yeah. Up you go.

Now, where should I hold on?

Handlebars are fine.

Ready?

Yes! Ready as I'll ever...

(SQUEALING)

(LAUGHING) My goodness!

Now, be careful here, 'cause

there are cars crossing!

JACK: That's all right.

They'll see us.

(JANE SCREAMS AND LAUGHS)

Right, that's enough.

Step along, children.

(HORNS HONKING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

JOHN: There must be

someone at this bank

who could help us

save our house.

I'm sure

Father's already asked.

Well, we haven't.

Maybe we could get them

to see things

from a new point of view.

Sit over there,

please, children.

Good afternoon.

I'd like to see

Mr. Michael...

I'll need a signature

for those, sir.

Of course.

Excuse me a moment.

Well!

FRYE: We mustn't be late

for Mr. Wilkins.

(GOODING

SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

What did you do that for?

You hurt his feelings.

You do know who those men are,

don't you, Georgie?

Yes. They're the lawyers.

He's the nice one.

Maybe we could convince him

to help us.

JOHN: Worth a try.

Today or never,

that's my motto.

(WHISPERS) Come on!

Now, how can I help you?

Finally. I'd like to see

Mr. Michael Banks, please.

WOMAN: (OVER PHONE)

Hello. Operator.

FRYE: May we go in?

PENNY: He's expecting you.

Is there something I can do

for you, children?

May I have a sweet,

please?

Yes, of course you can, dear.

(CHUCKLES)

You all can.

FRYE: Is in foreclosure.

GOODING: Mr. Michael Banks,

17 Cherry Tree Lane.

FRYE: In foreclosure.

How many repossessions,

so far, this month?

19, sir. And we have

nearly that amount

scheduled for next week alone.

Who'd have thought this slump

would be so good

for business, eh?

I wonder, Mr. Wilkins,

if, perhaps...

as Michael Banks

is an employee,

you might consider

giving him a few more weeks.

And lose our chance

to get that house?

I mean... (STAMMERS)

I don't like to lose,

Mr. Frye.

(BUZZER BUZZING)

WILKINS: Didn't I ask

for more tea, Miss Farthing?

Yes, sir. Right away,

Mr. Wilkins.

Why don't you all

help yourselves?

Come on.

"Office of the Bank Chairman."

We can't go in there.

WILKINS: I'm running

a business, not a charity.

FRYE: It's just that, well...

his family has suffered

tremendous hardship

this past year...

WILKINS: You are not giving

Banks one more second...

to pay off that loan.

Do I make myself clear?

Look.

Shh!

GEORGIE: It's the wolf.

WILKINS: In two days,

Banks will be out

on that street

and the house...

will be ours.

JOHN: Georgie, no!

You can't steal our house.

I'm telling my father!

Steal your...?

Who are you?

These are the Banks children.

WILKINS: Are they?

Come here, boy,

I think you might have...

Let's go, Georgie!

ANNABEL: Run!

Close that door,

Miss Farthing!

(WHEEZING)

Fool!

Stop them.

MARY: Oh, there you are,

Michael.

The children and I

brought you your briefcase.

Oh, thank you.

You're welcome.

Where are the children?

CHILDREN: Father!

Father! Father!

Help!

FRYE: Wait!

MICHAEL: What is it?

What's happened?

He's the wolf

trying to steal our house!

What on earth

are you talking about?

WILKINS: I'm afraid

your children

burst into my office

just now, Banks.

What?

I was just seeing if anything

could be done

about extending your loan...

when they came in claiming

I was trying

to steal your house.

He is! We heard him!

Mr. Wilkins

is trying to help us!

But then,

why was he chasing us?

I just thought they might

stop running around

and making a scene

if I offered them some sweets.

I'm so sorry, Mr. Wilkins.

See it doesn't happen again.

After all, you don't

want your father...

losing his position

on account of you, do you?

Hmm?

I know time is

running short, Banks...

but I want you to have

every chance

of paying off that loan.

So, I will make sure

that I'm in my office

on Friday evening...

until the last stroke

of midnight.

You have my word.

Oh, thank you, sir.

Thank you.

WILKINS: Gentlemen?

But, Father,

he really did do it.

Not another word!

Take them home this instant!

MARY: Yes, sir.

We'll discuss this

when I get back!

Come along, children.

JOHN: Now we've done it,

haven't we?

I don't think

I've ever seen Father

that upset with us before.

GEORGIE: But we were

telling the truth!

ANNABEL: That doesn't

matter, Georgie.

We got him into trouble.

And he doesn't even know

that we broke Mother's bowl.

Everything we've tried to fix,

we've only made it worse.

Which way do we go,

Mary Poppins?

MARY: Now,

why would you ask me?

The three of you are leading

the way, after all.

ANNABEL: Us?

JOHN: But we were...

Walking around in a fog.

No, we weren't. I mean,

we are in a fog, but...

We were only talking.

Yes, too focused

on where you've been

to pay attention

to where you're going.

But Father told us

to go straight home!

He'll be furious

if we're late.

Not much to be done

about that now, is there?

Are we lost, then?

JACK: That would depend

on where you want to go.

CHILDREN: Jack!

At your service.

Say, what's with

all the glum faces?

Lost sixpence

and found a penny?

We've made a mess

of everything.

Father's furious with us.

And we can't find

our way home.

Lost?

Are you, Mary Poppins?

Hopelessly.

Well, now, I'm no expert...

but if ever I lose my way,

I just look for a little light

to guide me.

♪ Let's say you're lost

♪ In a park, sure

♪ You can give in

to the dark, or

♪ You can trip a little light

fantastic with me

♪ When you're alone

in your room

♪ Your choice is just

embrace the gloom

♪ Or you can trip a little

light fantastic with me

♪ For if you hide

under the covers

♪ You might

never see the day

♪ But if a spark can start

inside your heart

♪ Then you can always

find the way

♪ So when life

is gettin' dreary

♪ Just pretend

that you're a leerie

♪ As you trip a little

light fantastic with me

What's a leerie?

Why, it's what we lamplighters

call ourselves, of course.

Time to send up

the call to arms.

Leeries, trip the light

to lead the way!

♪ Now, when you're stuck

in the mist, sure

♪ You can struggle

and resist, or

♪ You can trip a little

light fantastic with me

♪ Now, say you're lost

in the crowd, well

♪ You can stamp

and scream out loud, or

♪ You can trip a little

light fantastic with me

♪ And when the fog

comes rollin' in

♪ Just keep your feet

upon the path

♪ Mustn't mope and frown

Or worse, lie down

♪ Don't let it be

your epitaph

♪ So, when life

is gettin' scary

♪ Be your own illuminary

♪ Who can shine their light

for all the world to see

♪ As you trip a little

light fantastic with me

ANNABEL: Hello.

JOHN: Hello.

ANNABEL: Thank you!

♪ A leerie

loves the edge of night

♪ Though dim, to him,

the world looks bright

♪ He's got the gift

of second sight

LEERIES: ♪ To trip a

little light fantastic!

JACK: ♪ A leerie's

job's to light the way

LEERIES: ♪ To take the

night and make it day!

♪ We mimic the Moon

Yes, that's our aim

LEERIES: ♪ For we're the

keepers of the flame!

♪ And if you're deep

inside a tunnel

♪ And there is

no end in sight

♪ Well, just carry on

until the dawn

♪ It's darkest

right before the light ♪

JOHN: Now what do we do?

Well, just as Jack said...

we follow the light.

(TAPPING)

(CHILDREN GASP)

Whoa! (LAUGHS)

(ANNABEL YELLS)

♪ As you trip

a little light fantastic

♪ Won't you trip

a little light fantastic?

♪ Come on

♪ Trip a little

light fantastic with me ♪

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL

MUSIC PLAYING)

(UPBEAT INSTRUMENTAL

MUSIC PLAYING)

LEERIES: Oi!

Oi!

Oi!

Come along!

Join us in a bit

of kick and prance.

What did he say?

"Kick and prance," it means

"dance." It's leerie speak.

You don't say

the word you mean,

you say something

that rhymes, only...

Here, I'll show you

how it works.

Angus, give us

your weep and wail.

To the rest of ya,

that means "tale."

♪ I was short of a sheet

♪ He was in the street

♪ Just to tumble

down the sink

♪ Just to get himself

a drink

♪ Then I pinched

what's fatter

♪ He grabbed his ladder

♪ To smile and smirk

BOTH: ♪ To work! ♪

There's nothing to it.

Can you speak leerie,

Mary Poppins?

Can I speak leerie?

Of course she can.

She's Mary Poppins!

Can we do it with you?

BOTH: Please?

Oh, very well then.

JACK: ♪ Children, tell

us your sorry tale

LEERIES: ♪ Give us

your weep and wail!

♪ Well, we had this bowl

♪ Rabbit in the hole

♪ That fell and broke

♪ Bicycle spoke

♪ So we took it to a shop

♪ Like a lollipop

♪ And went upside down!

MARY:

♪ That's a circus clown

♪ Then went to the bank

♪ Rattle and clank

♪ Got lost in the fog

♪ Lump on a log

JOHN:

♪ Till we found our friend

♪ To stand and defend

♪ Who took us on a trip

♪ Snap a horse's whip

♪ And we tripped

a little light fantastic!

♪ Now, that sounds

a little bit bombastic

♪ But they tripped the light

♪ We tripped the light

♪ Let's trip

a little light fantastic!

(MUSIC CONTINUES)

LEERIES:

♪ Join us, Mary Poppins! ♪

(LEERIES EXCLAIM)

You've got it!

Now let's get you

all back home!

ALL: ♪ Now, if your

life is gettin' foggy

♪ That's no reason

to complain

♪ There's so much in store

inside the door

♪ Of 17 Cherry Tree Lane!

♪ So when troubles

are incessant

♪ Simply be

more incandescent

♪ For your light comes with

a lifetime guarantee

♪ As you

♪ Trip a little

light fantastic

♪ Won't you

♪ Trip a little

light fantastic

♪ Come on!

♪ Trip a little

light fantastic

♪ With me!

♪ Went to the bank,

rattle and clank

♪ Met with the boss

Pitch and toss

♪ Got lost in the fog

Lump on a log

♪ Trip a little

light fantastic!

CHILDREN: ♪ Trip a

little light fantastic!

♪ Trip a little

light fantastic!

♪ Trip a little

light fantastic! ♪

Where on earth

have you all been?

I told you to bring them

straight home.

I've been worried sick!

We're sorry

we're late, Father.

It wasn't

Mary Poppins' fault.

We got lost in the fog.

Jack and the leeries led us

down the frog and toad.

He means road.

So you've been off filling

the children's heads

with stuff and nonsense.

I've heard quite enough.

Come in at once!

Best to take my leave.

Good night, Mary Poppins.

Good night, Jack.

Into the parlor, go on.

Go on.

Don't be too hard

on 'em, sir.

They're only children,

after all.

I know they're children,

my children,

and I will deal with them

as I see fit.

Now leave us to it.

Yes, sir.

Not you, Mary Poppins.

In here.

Very well, sir.

You could have

lost me my job.

Do you understand that?

Have you any idea

how difficult it is to find

a good position like mine

these days?

But there you all were,

tearing about like a...

And you, Mary Poppins,

I thought you were here

to look after these children.

It wasn't her doing,

it was me.

No, it was us.

We thought maybe

if we talked to Mr. Frye...

he could give you more time

to save the house.

We were only

trying to help.

Well, you didn't help!

Now...

I know it's been a hard year

for our family...

and I've done all I can...

to keep you all from worrying,

but I can't do this on my own.

It's too hard. I just...

I'm barely holding it

together as it is.

I can't even seem to remember

my briefcase in the morning...

and there's no more time,

we're about to lose

our home...

and I can't lose this house.

I just can't.

I don't know what to do.

(VOICE BREAKS) I'm sorry,

I don't know what to do.

Everything's fallen to pieces

since your mother... (CRYING)

Haven't we lost

enough already?

We haven't lost Mother.

Not really.

♪ Nothing's gone

forever, only out of place

♪ So when we need her touch

and loving gaze

♪ "Gone but not forgotten"

is the perfect phrase

♪ Smiling from a star

that she makes glow

♪ Trust she's always there

♪ Watching as we grow

♪ Find her in the place

♪ Where the lost things go ♪

When did you all

get so clever?

Last night,

Mary Poppins told us...

I hope I'm as clever as you

when I grow up.

(CHUCKLES) You're right.

Of course, you're right,

Georgie.

Your mother's not gone.

She's in your smile.

(CHUCKLING)

And in your walk, John...

and Annabel's eyes.

And she'll always be with us

wherever we go.

Love you.

Now, run along, wash your

hands, get ready for dinner.

Did you have something

to do with them

trying to save the house?

I never said a word.

It was

all the children's idea.

The whole time

I've been looking after them,

they've been looking after me.

I had it all backward.

A Banks family trait.

What was I thinking?

Some people think

a great deal too much.

Of that I'm certain.

(SIGHS)

(LEAVES RUSTLING)

Here, Jane.

Let me help you with that.

Oh, thank you.

No luck?

We can look through

everything again if you like.

No. No, there's no point.

It's nearly midnight.

We tried our best, but

thank you, Jack, so much...

and thanks to all your friends

for helping us. Thank you.

JACK: Of course.

Anything for you.

(CHUCKLES)

We'll be out in a moment.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

MARY: The children

have packed up

the last of their things

themselves.

MICHAEL: Well done, everyone.

All right,

have you got Gillie?

Yes, Father.

Good, good.

ELLEN: Good riddance

to that old kitchen.

Never could figure out

that stove.

(MICHAEL CHUCKLES)

All right, well...

we've spent every last moment

that we can here.

It's time to say goodbye.

Goodbye, old friend!

ALL: Goodbye, old friend!

ANNABEL: Thank you.

ELLEN: Thank you.

ANNABEL: Hello, Willoughby.

JOHN: Miss Lark. Admiral.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

What are you all

doing here so late?

We've been waitin'

to see you off, sir.

We'd be here no matter

what the hour.

MISS LARK:

If you or your family

should ever need

a place to stay...

Willoughby and I would be

happy for the company.

That's very kind of you,

Miss Lark.

Jane's offered to put us up

in her flat...

at least for the time being.

No, forever,

for as long as you'd like.

I wish you'd come

with us, Ellen.

Oh, don't you worry about me.

I got a nice room fixed up

at my sister's.

You won't leave us,

will you, Mary Poppins?

Oh, don't be silly.

She says she's not leaving

until the door opens.

In any case,

your home is with us.

I'm pleased she got caught

on your string, Georgie.

My kite!

I forgot my kite!

Very well,

but be quick about it.

The Admiral's got something

he would like to give you,

Mr. Banks, sir.

The H.M.S. Glad Tidings,

I commanded her myself.

May she guide you

safely into port.

Thank you very much, Admiral.

I will take

very good care of her.

Eight bells, Mr. Binnacle,

time to man our posts!

Yes, sir.

Goodbye, Mr. Banks, sir.

JANE: Bye. Bye.

MICHAEL: Goodbye, Binnacle.

GEORGIE: I found it!

ANNABEL: Bye, Miss Lark.

JOHN: Bye, Willoughby.

Oh, I'm not sure that's gonna

get off the ground anymore.

It looks more glue than kite.

Georgie...

did you patch this up

with one of my old drawings?

It looks like you've done

a fine job, there.

Look.

Can you see?

That's all of us together...

in front of the, uh...

What is it, Father?

Wait.

"Certificate of shares"!

This is it. This is what

we've been looking for!

ANNABEL AND JANE: Yes! Yes!

MICHAEL: We need

to get to the bank!

What's the time? Anyone?

Um, seven minutes to midnight.

Seven minutes?

It's not enough time.

We need to be at the bank

by midnight.

Take the van.

No, it's no good.

You still wouldn't

make it in time.

Well, what can we do?

Oh...

Nothing. We can't

turn back time.

ANNABEL: Why not?

Everything is possible.

Even the impossible.

JOHN: Can we do that,

Mary Poppins?

Can we turn back time?

Well, I don't see why

that couldn't be arranged.

(CHILDREN GASP AND LAUGH)

But that's ridiculous.

Indeed it is, Michael.

It's nonsense.

Foolishness!

It makes no sense!

And if it makes no sense...

CHILDREN: It can't be true!

What are you

all talking about?

Never you mind about that.

You just get that kite

to the bank...

as fast as possible,

and leave the rest to us.

MICHAEL: How will you...

ALL: Go!

Now, we'll need

a lot of help, Jack.

JACK: Good as done!

Go and gather the leeries!

ANGUS: Right.

Children, help me

ready the bicycle.

I'll take the reins this time.

Speed is of the essence.

JOHN: Have you ever ridden

a bicycle like this before?

Oh, please. How different can

it be from riding an elephant?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Ready, and up!

(ALL GRUNT)

Now, all we have to do

is turn back time.

(CHILDREN EXCLAIMING)

GEORGIE: This is fun!

A very good week's work,

gentlemen.

Thank you, sir.

It look as if Banks won't be

joining us tonight.

He does have

a few more minutes, sir.

You said you'd wait until

the last stroke of midnight.

Yes, I know that!

So we wait.

I'm a man of my word.

How much time do we have?

Um, there's only

five minutes left, I think.

Good. Now over

to the tower, boys!

Sorry, this is as far

as you go.

Back in a flash.

(JACK PANTS)

Come on!

LEERIE: Come on, lads!

(JACK GRUNTING)

Ladder!

Jack!

(GRUNTING)

JACK: Ladder!

LEERIE 1: Ladder!

LEERIE 2: Ladder!

LEERIE 3: Ladder!

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS AND GASPS)

No, I can't watch!

(GRUNTING)

I mean, you would think

they'd never done this before.

What are we gonna do?

I've got an idea! Come on!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Now!

(GRUNTS)

CHILDREN: Yay!

(GRUNTING)

Jack! You can turn

the time back now!

How? I can't reach the hands!

Oh, honestly.

They better hurry.

We have less than

a minute to go.

ANGUS: We're too late, Jack!

JACK: There's got to be a way!

Look!

(LEERIES CHEERING)

(LAUGHS)

WILKINS: And three,

two, one...

Why hasn't Big Ben chimed?

Perhaps your watch

is running fast.

Don't be a simpleton,

my watch never runs fast.

Big Ben's gone dark.

Relight the clock,

Jack, quickly.

Look. They've relit Big Ben.

WILKINS:

But that time is wrong.

The clock must have stopped.

(TIRES SCREECH)

WILKINS: That's Banks.

He's made it in time!

Not yet he hasn't. Get down

there and make sure...

he doesn't get inside until

that blasted clock strikes 12.

But, sir...

Now, Mr. Frye!

(BOTH PANTING)

(GRUNTS) Lock it, Mr. Frye!

MICHAEL: Hello!

JANE: Hello!

Let us in, please!

MICHAEL: Please, let us in!

JANE: Hello?

Hello?

Jane.

What?

Let's...

Let's go fly a kite.

There it is!

It's the one with the light.

The first one? Okay.

You run. I'll unspool.

JANE: Yes, quickly!

Come on!

MICHAEL: Come on!

JANE: (SHOUTING) Hello!

It won't work.

He's never gonna see it.

(WIND HOWLING)

(JANE GASPS)

(BOTH LAUGH)

MICHAEL: Let's get in.

JANE: Yes, let's go!

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

JANE: Let us in, please!

MICHAEL: Please let us in!

We need to get inside!

(FRYE GRUNTS)

Oh!

Oh, thank you!

Thank you!

Hurry, Mr. Banks!

What?

(DOOR OPENS)

What is all this?

It's what

we've been looking for.

ADMIRAL BOOM:

Three, two, one...

fire!

(BIG BEN CHIMING)

Mr. Binnacle...

Big Ben has

finally got it right.

(BIG BEN TOLLING)

MICHAEL: And this goes...

at the top.

Uh...

What's that?

Where did this go? Uh...

GEORGIE: Right there?

MICHAEL: No.

GEORGIE: No, there.

This piece goes there.

And does it matter that

it's all cut up in bits?

It's still worth

something, is it?

It's still valid, so long as

all the pieces are there.

Is that so?

Now, Georgie, there was one

more piece, a corner piece...

with a lot of

signatures on it.

Do you remember that?

I must have thrown it out.

I'm sorry, Father.

MICHAEL: Oh,

that's all right, Georgie.

No, it isn't.

I'm afraid you have

a problem, Banks.

You see,

without those signatures,

you have no bank shares...

no house...

you have nothing.

What?

But he knows you have

the bank shares!

He's been planning this

all along!

Take your children

out of here, Banks.

I've had enough

of their lies.

Don't you dare

insult my children.

Don't you dare.

(PAPER RUSTLING)

They are not lying,

and you know it!

I only wish I'd believed

them sooner!

You all had him pegged right

from the start, didn't you?

Come on.

Take the house!

Go ahead.

I have everything

I need right here.

(DOOR OPENS)

He has you there, Willie.

Uncle Dawes?

What on earth

are you doing here?

A little bird told me...

that you've been trying

to cheat the Banks family...

out of their shares

in this bank.

That he has.

We heard him.

MR. DAWES, JR.:

I also hear...

you've been telling

the whole of London

that I've gone loony.

The only loony thing

I ever did

was trust you

to look after this bank!

You can't be serious,

I've nearly doubled

the profits of this bank.

Yes, by wringing it out of

the customers' pockets.

Their trust in us

built this bank.

You've squandered every

last bit of their goodwill.

Well, Willie...

I'm back, and you're out.

Gentlemen, would you show

my nephew to the door, please?

FRYE: Yes, sir, Mr. Dawes.

Get off!

You're not fit

to run this bank!

Oh, we'll see about that!

I may be

circling the drain...

but I got a few steps

left in me.

♪ So, when they

tell you that you're finished

♪ And your chance

to dance is done

♪ That's the time to stand

To strike up the band

♪ And tell 'em that

you've just begun

♪ So when life's

a real pea-souper

♪ You must choose

to be a trouper

♪ For your light comes

with a lifetime guarantee

♪ As you

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ With me!

♪ Went to the bank,

rattle and clank

♪ Met with the boss

Pitch and toss

♪ Got lost in the fog

Lump on a log

♪ Trip a little

♪ Trip a little

♪ Trip a little

♪ Trip a little

♪ Trip a little light

fantastic!

♪ Light fantastic! ♪

(ALL LAUGHING)

MR. DAWES, JR.: Oh.

John, would you get

the feet off the...

Oh, yeah.

Thank you. Oh!

So glad to have you back,

Mr. Dawes.

Oh. Thank you, Michael.

By the way,

those shares of yours...

perfectly fine...

save 'em for your family.

I'm sorry,

I don't understand.

I'd like to tell you

a little story.

Once upon a time...

there was a man

with a wooden leg...

(MUMBLING)

That's not it.

(ALL CHUCKLE)

It's about a little boy

named Michael.

Michael wanted to give his

tuppence to a bird lady...

but after

a little persuasion, hmm?

He decided he'd give 'em

to his father.

Michael's father,

your grandfather...

gave those tuppence

to this bank...

and told us to guard it well.

We did just that.

And after several quite

clever investments...

if I do say so myself...

that tuppence has grown

into quite a tidy sum.

Really?

Really, Michael.

In fact, enough

to pay off that loan you took.

The house is yours.

(CHILDREN GASP)

Oh!

(ALL LAUGHING)

MICHAEL: What a beautiful day

to be going back home.

Look at them

lovely cherry blossoms.

They're lovely.

I shall have to paint them.

(JANE CHUCKLES)

What about you, Jane?

What about me?

He means what about you

and that handsome

lamplighter, Jack?

(ALL CHUCKLING)

No! No, we're just friends.

Oh, go on.

Really.

Stop it, Ellen!

(ALL LAUGH)

What's this?

The Spring Fair,

it's today! Can we go?

Please?

I don't see why not.

CHILDREN: Hooray!

ANNABEL: Come on,

Father, let's go!

JOHN: Will you go

on the Ferris wheel with us?

MICHAEL: Yes.

And you too, Jane!

JANE: Only if you come

with me, Ellen.

ELLEN: What? Wouldn't be

caught dead on that thing.

(ELLEN EXCLAIMS)

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

(INAUDIBLE CONVERSATION)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

MAN 1: Follow me! Follow me!

All right, all right.

My turn, my turn.

Let's see it.

I've got it.

(ALL LAUGH)

MAN 2: Come ride

the Ferris wheel!

Come ride the Ferris wheel!

MICHAEL: Georgie! (LAUGHS)

ANNABEL: Georgie!

Slow down!

GEORGIE: Race you!

VENDOR: Lollipops!

ANNABEL: Look at

the Ferris wheel!

The ponies!

♪ Life's a balloon

that tumbles or rises

♪ Depending on what is inside

♪ Fill it with hope

and playful surprises

♪ And, oh, dearie ducks,

then you're in for a ride

♪ Look inside the balloon

♪ And if you hear a tune

♪ There's nowhere to go but up

(GASPS)

May we have balloons?

Yes, of course,

we can. Let's go.

♪ Choose the secret we know

♪ Before life makes us grow

♪ There's nowhere to go

but up (CHUCKLES)

Hello, we would like

some of your very

finest balloons, please.

That you shall have.

But choose carefully,

my dearie ducks.

Many have chosen

the wrong balloon.

Be sure to choose the one

that's right for you.

Which balloon

would you like, Georgie?

Um... Why don't

you go first, sir?

MICHAEL:

Me? (CHUCKLES)

Those days

are long behind me.

I don't think I've held

a balloon since I was a child.

Then you've forgotten

what it's like.

To hold a balloon?

To be a child!

♪ If your selection

feels right

♪ Well, then, dearie,

hold tight

♪ If you see your reflection

your heart will take flight

♪ If you pick the right string

♪ Then your heart

will take wing

♪ And there's nowhere to go

but up

(MICHAEL GASPS)

Oh! (LAUGHING)

Father.

♪ Now I feel like

that boy with a shiny new toy

♪ And there's nowhere to go

but up

(LAUGHING)

Michael!

♪ Just one day at the fair

has me waltzing on air

♪ And there's nowhere to go

but up

Jane, I remember!

It's all true!

Every impossible thing we

imagined with Mary Poppins...

it all happened!

♪ Now my heart is so light

♪ That I think I just might

♪ Start feeding the birds

and then go fly a kite!

♪ With your head in a cloud

Only laughter's allowed

♪ And there's nowhere to go

but up!

(ALL LAUGH)

Father!

You've got to choose

your own balloons.

What balloon

are you going to have?

This one.

(CHILDREN CLAMORING)

I'm going in the air!

(ALL EXCLAIMING AND CHEERING)

CHILDREN:

♪ We're zigging and zagging

♪ Our feet never dragging

♪ We might take a ride

to the Moon

♪ All this bobbing and weaving

all comes from believing

♪ The magic inside the balloon

JACK:

♪ The past is the past

♪ It lives on as history

♪ And that's

an important thing

♪ The future comes fast

Each second a mystery

♪ For nobody knows

what tomorrow may bring

Oh.

This one looks like you.

How do you know?

Oh!

Don't you lose her, son!

I won't, sir!

♪ Up here in the blue

It's a marvelous view!

BOTH: ♪ Side by side

is the best way to fly

♪ Once I just looked above

but now I am part of

♪ The lovely London sky!

Would you like to try

one yourself, sir?

Well, I'll give it a go.

All right, love.

Choose carefully.

Well, nowhere to go but up.

ELLEN:

♪ When the clouds make a muss

♪ Well, I won't make a fuss

♪ But I'll polish the stars

ALL:

♪ Ellen, better let us!

BOTH: ♪ Give a lift to a foe

For you reap what you sow

ALL: ♪ And there's

nowhere to go but up!

(GASPS)

I've set sail!

Chart a course,

Mr. Binnacle!

That I will, sir!

(LAUGHING)

(ALL CHEERING)

ALL:

♪ If your day's up the spout

♪ Well, there isn't a doubt

♪ There's nowhere to go

but up

♪ And if you don't believe

Just hang onto my sleeve

♪ For there's nowhere to go

but up

♪ As you fly over town

It gets harder to frown

♪ And we'll all

hit the heights

♪ If we never look down

♪ Let the past take a bow

The forever is now

ALL: ♪ And there's nowhere

to go but up, up!

♪ There's nowhere to go

but up

(CHUCKLES)

Of course, the grown-ups

will all forget by tomorrow.

They always do.

Only one balloon left,

Mary Poppins.

I think

it must be yours.

Yes, I suppose it must.

Practically perfect

in every way.

Welcome home, everyone.

JANE: It's nice to be back,

isn't it?

MICHAEL: (CHUCKLES)

It is, it's so nice.

I never thought I'd feel

this much joy and wonder

ever again.

I thought that door

was closed to me forever.

(CHILDREN CHATTERING

EXCITEDLY)

(CHILDREN LAUGHING)

JOHN: Come on, let's go!

ANNABEL:

Race you up the stairs!

JOHN: No fair,

you got a head start.

GEORGIE: Oh, wait for me.

It's time.

She's gone,

hasn't she, Michael?

Thank you, Mary Poppins.

Goodbye.

(CHUCKLES)

I won't forget,

Mary Poppins. Promise.

♪ So hold on tight

to those you love

♪ And maybe soon from up above

♪ You'll be blessed,

so keep on looking high

♪ While you're underneath

the lovely London

♪ Sky ♪

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(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

♪ If your day's up the spout

♪ Well, there isn't a doubt

♪ There's nowhere to go but up

♪ And if you don't believe

Just hang onto my sleeve

♪ For there's nowhere to go

but up

♪ As you fly over town

It gets harder to frown

♪ And we'll all

hit the heights

♪ If we never look down

♪ Let the past take a bow

The forever is now

♪ And there's nowhere to go

but up, up!

♪ There's nowhere to go

but up ♪