Paddington (2014) - full transcript
A young Peruvian bear with a passion for all things British travels to London in search of a home. Finding himself lost and alone at Paddington Station, he begins to realize that city life is not all he had imagined - until he meets the kind Brown family, who read the label around his neck ('Please look after this bear. Thank you.') and offer him a temporary haven. It looks as though his luck has changed until this rarest of bears catches the eye of a museum taxidermist.
(old-fashioned camera whirs)
(fanfare plays)
(man) Darkest Peru.
A vast, unexplored wilderness
shrouded in mystery. Until now!
For I have been charged
by my fellow geographers
to leave the comforts
of home and family
and set off upon
a voyage of discovery.
I travel light, carrying only
the absolute essentials.
Maps, rations, modest timepiece
and travel piano.
(piano clangs)
And finally, deep in the undergrowth,
I spot something extraordinary.
An undiscovered species of bear.
Time to collect a specimen
for the museum.
(bear growls softly)
I thought my time was up,
my ticket was punched.
But the bear saved my life.
He guided me through the jungle
to show me his world,
and in return,
I introduced him to ours.
That's, erm... That's a telescope.
That's my grandfather's telescope.
Oh, be very careful with that.
- That's soap. Really wouldn't eat that.
- (bear chokes)
Here we are, why don't you try this?
This is marmalade.
You spread it on toast,
put it in sandwiches, or...
Or you can drink it. Jolly good.
This is London. That's where I'm from.
Lon-don.
Good Lord!
Now try Stratford-upon-Avon.
Over time, I become friends
with the bears and even name them.
The female after
my dear departed mother
and the male after an exotic boxer
I once met in a bar.
But the time eventually comes
to return to my wife and daughter
and share my findings with the world.
Goodbye, Lucy. Goodbye, Pastuzo.
And if you ever make it to London,
you can be sure of a very warm welcome.
I have learnt so much from these bears
but I wonder what, if anything,
they have learnt from me.
(sniffs)
(gasps)
(young male) Marmalade!
They're ripe. They're ripe.
They're finally ripe!
Aunt Lucy!
Uncle Pastuzo!
You're never going to guess... Whoa!
Good morning, Aunt Lucy.
Good morning, my little hurricane.
Why do you have to come crashing in here
like a natural disaster?
But, Uncle Pastuzo... they're ripe.
(gasps)
(Pastuzo) Whoa-ho-ho!
It's Marmalade Day!
(young bear) Marmalade Day!
Oh, it rather suits me. Marmalade Day!
(chuckles) Oh, do calm down, you two.
There's no need to rush.
- (bell dings)
- (gasps I laughs)
Now be careful up there.
And keep your paws off my hat.
(young bear) I will.
(Lucy) Marmalade.
Just one sandwich contains
all the vitamins and minerals
a bear needs for a whole day.
- (young bear) Amazing.
- Hmm.
(Pastuzo) And your Aunt Lucy's recipe
is even better than the explorer's.
We must remember to take him a jar
when we go to London.
(young bear) London?
I wouldn't worry! We've been talking
about that trip for 40 years.
One day, Pastuzo.
But why would you want to go anywhere
when we live in
the best place in the world?
(branch snaps)
Whoa!
Whoa-hoo!
(Lucy) Goodness.
I thought I told you to be careful.
And give me back my hat.
- Yes, Uncle. But...
- No buts.
It's about time I got a bit of respect
around here.
Embarrassing.
But tasty.
(laughs)
(explorer) Friendly advice for
the foreigner in London. Lesson three.
It's dusk, and you pass a stranger
in the street.
- Greet them politely.
- (both) Good evening.
To take the conversation further,
talk about the weather.
(Lucy) Real brolly-buster, isn't it?
Fact: Londoners have 101 ways
to say that it is raining...
- Can I have the last sandwich?
- Oh, no, I need that.
A wise bear always keeps
a marmalade sandwich in his hat
in case of emergency.
...and it's bucketing down.
Follow these simple rules and you will
always feel at home in London.
(rumbling)
(rumbling grows louder)
- (young bear) Aunt Lucy?
- Earthquake!
(Pastuzo) Get to the shelter!
(Lucy) Oh!
- (young bear) Aunt Lucy!
- (Lucy) Keep going!
(strains)
(young bear) Are you alright?
Uncle Pastuzo!
Uncle Pastuzo!
(Lucy) Get down!
(Lucy gasps)
Uncle Pastuzo?
(Lucy) Pastuzo?
(young bear) Uncle Pastuzo?
Aunt Lucy.
(gasps faintly)
(Lucy sobs)
What are we going to do?
(distant shouting)
Stay out of sight until London.
But... aren't you coming?
I am too old and too tired
to go any further.
Oh. Then, what will you do?
Oh, don't you worry about me.
I will be safe
in the home for retired bears.
But it is not yet time
for you to retire.
You must find a new home. In London.
But... But I don't know anyone there.
What if they don't even like bears?
You know, there was once a war
in the explorer's country.
Thousands of children
were sent away for safety,
left at railway stations
with labels around their necks,
and unknown families took them in
and loved them like their own.
They will not have forgotten
how to treat a stranger.
Now take care, my darling.
Remember your manners.
(man shouts nearby)
(whispers) And keep safe.
(ship's horn)
(inhales)
(sighs)
(slurps)
Hmm?
(strains)
Oh.
(thunder)
(seagulls squawk)
(stomach rumbles)
(burns)
- (ship's horn)
- Huh?
(indistinct chatter)
(man 1) OK, I'll just get it now.
(man 2) I'll throw it down.
Hi.
(bear yelps)
(screams)
London.
(gasps) Oh, right. Yes.
Manners. Here goes.
Good morning.
Really tipping it down, isn't it?
Strange.
How do you do?
I'm just looking for a home. And I...
Hello?
Excuse me...
Does anyone know where I...
where I can find a home?
Anyone?
(tannoy chimes)
Passengers are reminded to keep their
belongings with them at all times.
Unattended items will be taken away
and could be destroyed.
(bear) Oh, dear.
- (pigeon coos)
- (bear) Oh, hello.
- You hungry?
- (pigeon coos)
Me, too.
But this is all I've got left.
It's really just for emergency.
(Coos)
(sighs)
Oh, go on then.
(all coo)
Ah, right, I see what I've done.
Erm, come on, you can't
all be having emergencies.
Can you all just go away, please?
I need to look presentable.
- (boy) That was so boring.
- (man) I'm sorry you feel like that,
but it was my week to choose and I
enjoyed the Victorian Wool Experience.
At least we spent time together
as a family.
- And we learnt a lot about wool.
- Did you have fun, pumpkin?
It's Judy, and it was fine
until you jumped in the lake.
(woman) It's a bathing pond.
It's what you're supposed to do.
- (Judy) Not naked!
- Well, I forgot my costume.
Jonathan, don't jump like that.
Seven per cent of childhood accidents
start with jumping.
- If I'm gonna be an astronaut...
- You're not "gonna" be.
You can be whatever you want, peanut.
- Oh, stranger danger.
- (woman) What?
Keep your eyes down.
There's some sort of bear over there.
- Probably selling something.
- Good evening.
No, thank you.
Oh, dear.
Must be doing something wrong.
Hello there.
Mary!
Oh. Hello.
Coming down in stair rods, isn't it?
Oh...
Yes.
- Mum...
- Er...
I hope you don't mind me asking,
but shouldn't you be at home?
Oh, yes, I should. But... I haven't
quite worked out how to find one.
- Where are your parents?
- They died when I was small.
- Here we go.
- (bear) All I have left is my aunt.
- And where's she?
- Darkest Peru.
- In the home for retired bears.
- Yeah, course she is.
(Jonathan) How did you get here?
- I stowed away. In a lifeboat.
- Cool!
And ate marmalade.
Did you know bears like marmalade?
(Jonathan)
I didn't even know bears could talk.
(bear) Well, I'm a very rare bear.
There aren't many of us left.
And what are you going to do now?
Well, I thought I would probably
just sleep over there in that bin.
That's the spirit. Anyway...
- Dad!
- Why don't we find you some help?
Oh, yes, please.
If you're sure it's no trouble?
Of course it isn't. Is it, darling?
Not at all.
- Oh, yes, that is good.
- So, erm...
- What's your name?
- Hmm?
- Do bears even have names?
- Of course we do.
My name is... (low growl)
Beg your pardon?
(low growl)
Right.
- Well, go on.
- Hmm?
You try it.
Back of the throat.
(clears throat)
Ripped & corrected by Freak.
Mr Brown, that is extremely rude.
Oh, at last.
Oh. Er, wait for me.
(Mr Brown)
ls someone coming to get him?
Everyone's gone.
He'll have to come with us.
- No way.
- (Jonathan) Dad!
- Stay where you are.
- He's so embarrassing.
(Mary) We can't leave him here.
(Mr Brown) We can.
He's not our responsibility.
(Mary) He's a young bear
who needs our help, Henry.
It's just for one night, until we can
find the right people to look after him.
(bear) There you are.
(chomps)
- OK.
- Yes!
- (Mary) Excuse me? Erm...
- (bear) Hello.
I'm dreadfully sorry,
I don't actually know your name.
Well, I've got a bear name, but it seems
to be rather hard to pronounce.
That's not ripe.
- Perhaps you'd like an English name.
- An English name? Like what?
Oh, look, Henry, it's perfect.
You want to call him Ketchup?
Ketchup the bear?
- Paddington!
- Paddington?
Paddington.
Pa-dding-ton.
- Paddington!
- (man groans)
Sorry! I like it.
Well, then, Paddington, how would you
like to come home with us?
♪ London is the place for me
♪ London, that lovely city
♪ You could go to France or America
♪ India, Asia or Australia
♪ You're gonna come back to London City
♪ London is the place for me
(Henry) Oh!
What sort of route do you call that?
Well, the young bear
said it was his first time in London.
I thought I'd show him the sights.
- Should've charged morel
- Keep the change.
(driver) Cheer up, mate.
Might never happen.
(Mary) Darling, have you got your keys?
(Jonathan) Come on, Paddington.
(uplifting music)
(gasps faintly)
Oh, yes.
(music builds)
(chuckles)
But this... this is wonderful!
Do you know,
I was actually beginning to think
nobody would give me a home,
but this...l (chomps) That's ripe.
This will suit me down to the ground.
Thank you very much.
- (music stops abruptly)
- Er... we're not giving you a home.
- Oh?
- It's just for the night.
(Paddington) Oh.
When a young person
comes to this country,
I'm afraid they don't just move in
with the first people they meet.
- (Paddington) No?
- You need a proper guardian.
What's that?
A grown-up who takes you
into their home and looks after you.
Like you?
Erm... Yes, well, I suppose so.
But not you?
No. We don't do that.
- It's normally someone you know.
- But what if you don't know anybody?
In that case, the authorities will house
you in some kind of government facility.
What? Like an orphanage?
(dramatic organ music)
No, no, no, not an orphanage.
It would be more like an institution
for young souls
whose parents have sadly passed on.
(dramatic organ music)
Oh.
- Well, what about the explorer?
- Who?
The man who visited us in Darkest Peru.
He said we'd always be welcome.
Well, what's his name? You could go now.
Ooh, well, I don't know his human name.
My uncle and aunt hadn't learnt
much English back then,
so they always called him... (roars)
There can't be that many explorers
who've been to Peru.
Maybe we can find him.
Without a name?
I wouldn't get your hopes up.
Right, come on, you. Pyjamas.
(Henry) Jonathan!
- Walk.
- (Jonathan huffs)
Don't worry, Paddington.
- We'll find him.
- Oh, thank you.
Let's look in the encyclopaedia,
unless, of course,
you'd like to freshen up first.
I beg your pardon?
You know, use the facilities?
Most people do after a long journey.
Oh. Well, if that's what most people do,
then I'd like to do that.
- Top of the stairs.
- Top of the... Ah, stairs.
OK. You're going that way. Got it.
- Are you alright?
- All good.
Hello. This is Henry Brown.
32 Windsor Gardens.
I just need to add something
to my home insurance policy.
Well, what it is, is we have
a guest for the night, a bear,
and I just needed some extra cover
for any da... Yes, a bear.
No, a real one.
About three foot six.
Grizzly? Not particularly.
Mind you, I haven't seen him
in the mornings.
(clears throat)
So, how much would that be?
Batten down the hatches, young 'un.
There'll be a storm tonight.
The radio said it was clearing up.
Radio! I feel it in my knees.
My knees never lie.
- Guess what, Mrs Bird! We found a bear!
- Uh-huh.
- A real bear from Peru!
- That's nice, dear.
You don't seem very surprised.
I gave up being surprised when
they came up with the microwave oven.
And I still don't trust you.
Hmm...
Hmm?
(sighs contentedly)
(woman) Thank you for holding.
Your call is...
- (man) ..moderately...
- (woman) ..important to us.
(strains)
(Sniffs)
(sighs)
(gasps)
Help.
(metal creaks)
- Where's he going to sleep?
- Not in my room. He's a he.
- Tony's a he.
- Shut up.
And Tony would be more than welcome
to a bunk-up.
- Who's Tony?
- I'm warning you.
- Just some boy she's in love with.
- No? Darling, really?
- That's it!
- When can I meet him?
Can I meet him? Darling?
- He can sleep in my room.
- He's not sleeping in anyone's room.
He's going in the attic.
I want you all to lock your doors.
I can't find anything
about an English explorer in Peru.
- (Henry) Of course you can't.
- Why not?
He's making the whole thing up. It's the
sort of sob story your mother falls for.
- Hang on. That's not fair.
- (Judy) It so is fair.
You've literally just brought home
a random bear.
- So embarrassing.
- You'd have done the same thing.
We're much more similar than you think.
- What are you doing?
- The storm is upon us.
Oh, you and your knees.
I can tell you for a fact, Mrs Bird,
it is not going to rain indoors.
- Oh, no.
- There she blows.
- Mr Brown, are you there?
- Yes, hello.
Yes, that sounds fine.
No, no, no, don't read me
the terms and conditions.
I want to action this as soon
as possible. Don't put me on hold again!
Paddington? What is going on in there?
Er, nothing. I'm just having
a spot of bother with the facilities.
(Henry yells)
(Paddington yells)
(juddering yell)
Erm... Nice weather for the ducks?
- (rubber duck squeaks)
- Oh.
That was amazing.
(wind blows I Paddington sighs)
(Paddington) Dear Aunt Lucy.
I have arrived in London
and so far it has rained, poured,
drizzled and chucked it down.
And I miss you.
London is not how we imagined it.
Hardly anyone says hello
or wears hats.
And you can no longer simply
turn up at the station and get a home.
It's hard to see where a bear
could ever belong
in such a strange, cold city.
Luckily, I met the Browns, who are
letting me sleep in their attic.
They have a lovely house, but I'm not
going to be allowed to stay.
(Henry) That animal is going
straight to the authorities.
- (Mary) What about the explorer?
- (Henry) There is no explorer.
I'm not putting this family in danger
while you go on some wild-goose chase.
First thing tomorrow,
that bear is out of here.
(Paddington)
The Browns are a very curious tribe.
Mr Brown is something called
a risk analyst.
He says that having a bear in the house
increases the chances of major disaster
by 4,000%.
Mrs Brown illustrates
adventure stories.
Her latest is set in the old tunnels
and sewers under London.
She says she's stuck at the moment
because she can't imagine
what her hero looks like,
but has no trouble coming up with
nicknames for her daughter Judy,
- like "twinkle" and "coconut" and...
- Sweety pops? Hello, darling.
I was thinking of going
to the sewers tomorrow night.
I just wondered if you wanted
to join me. You could bring this Tony.
Why would I want to bring anyone
down the toilet?
Come on, darling, it's not like that.
It's a subterranean labyrinth
that can take you anywhere in the city.
It's weird, it smells
and it's embarrassing.
Sure. Good point.
(Paddington) Judy suffers
from a serious condition
called "embarrassment".
She is seeing a boy called Tony
but won't bring him home.
- So, when can I come round your house?
- That's never gonna happen.
She is learning Chinese...
(man) Could you tell me the way
to the central business district?
(Paddington) ..so she can run away
and start a small business.
(man) I have been accused
of insider trading
and require legal representation.
(Paddington) When Jonathan grows up,
he wants to be an astronaut.
Last year he built
a pair of rocket boots...
Three, two, one.
...and is now only allowed to play
with safe, educational, indoor toys
from the olden days.
(Jonathan sighs)
(Paddington) They live with
an old relative called Mrs Bird.
Her husband was in the Navy, and she
still likes everything shipshape.
Tomorrow, they are taking me
to the authorities,
who will house me in something
that is not an orphanage,
but still doesn't sound like the sort
of home we were really hoping for.
Can't you sleep?
Me neither.
(Paddington) I do wish
we could have found the explorer.
(Mary) I know, Paddington.
But I've been looking everywhere
and I still can't find any mention
of an English expedition to Peru.
But there really was an explorer,
Mrs Brown. He gave my uncle this hat.
What, that was the explorer's hat?
Hm-hmm. Why?
I've got a friend who runs
an antiques shop in the Portobello Road.
He knows all about old things
like your hat.
Oh...
It's just possible
he could help us find your explorer.
Well, that would be wonderful.
- But didn't Mr Brown say...
- Don't you worry about Mr Brown.
As far as he's concerned,
we're going to the authorities.
But I'm not standing by while there's
a chance of finding you a proper home.
Now make sure you get some sleep, OK?
(Mary) Night-night.
(Paddington) Tomorrow,
we are going to find the explorer.
Love from Paddington.
Oh.
PS. That is now my name.
(distant thunder)
(thunder)
(woman) Good evening, Grant.
Madam Director.
Another delivery from the docks?
Bring it through.
(animal squeaks I she gasps)
Yes!
You are going to make
a fantastic addition to the collection.
(Grant) Aren't you worried
people will ask questions?
Not at all. As far as the tree-huggers
who run this place are concerned,
I'd never dream of stuffing
a poor defenceless animal.
However, it's not enough for me just
to look after this dusty old collection.
I need to add the odd choice specimen
of my own.
There was some weird sort of animal
at the dock today.
(woman) Oh, yes?
(Grant) Yeah.
I was doing my rounds as usual
when I spotted something sticky
on the deck of the boat.
I think they were paw prints.
Whatever it was that had made them
had hidden himself away
in the lifeboat.
Must have been in there
all the way from Peru.
Seems to have lived
on nothing but marmalade.
Did you say marmalade?
- Hmm.
- What happened to him?
- He sneaked out in the mail van.
- Yes?
- I tracked him to Paddington.
- Good.
But then he disappeared.
I'm sorry. It's just that that creature
means a great deal to me.
Why? Is he endangered?
He is now.
(yawns)
(coos)
(gasps)
Oof!
Now, I know you all like marmalade,
but this is my sandwich.
Erm, you're not using those ear brushes
to clean your mouth, are you, Mr Brown?
- Peculiar habit.
- (groans / spits)
Morning!
Awesome.
(Henry) Jonathan.
Don't even think about it.
34 per cent of pre-breakfast accidents
involve banisters.
- But Paddington...
- I don't care what Paddington...
(crash)
(phone rings)
- (switches vacuum cleaner on)
- Whoa.
- (Judy) It's so annoying, Mum.
- (Mary) What is, pumpkin?
All my bathroom stuff is mined.
Well, I've never liked you
using harsh chemicals, darling.
They play havoc on people's skin.
- Morning, Judy.
- Hello.
- Why is Dad so boring and annoying?
- (Henry) It's for your own good.
(Mary) Be nice, darlings.
All I was trying to do was wash my face.
Oh.
Better?
(Henry) Come on, you two,
or you'll be late for school.
(man) Heck of a racket
coming from your way last night, Brown.
Hello, Mr Curry.
I'm sorry if we disturbed you.
Good morning.
- I don't believe I've had the pleasure.
- Mr Curry, this is Paddington.
- He's a bear.
- I can see that.
- You must be a long way from home.
- I'm from Darkest Peru.
- Oh.
- Don't worry, Mr Curry, he's going.
Just as well. Don't want to be kept up
by any of your loud jungle music.
Don't tell anyone at school
about Paddington.
Why not?
Because everyone thinks
we're weird enough without the bear.
♪ Ba, ba, ba, ba
♪ Ba, ba, ba, ba
(market traders shout)
♪ Ba, ba, ba, ba...
(Paddington) Hello there.
- (dog barks)
- Ooh! Dog!
Where's that bear? Now, watch out.
There are thieves, murderers
and pickpockets on every platform.
So follow us
- and do exactly as you're told.
- Right-o.
Ah. Thank you.
Officer.
Hmm.
(music stops abruptly)
So, about the authorities.
I've printed off directions.
Oh. Laminated.
- The green arrows are to make...
- Thank you, darling.
I know exactly where I'm going.
- Where's Paddington?
- What?
Oh! Paddington.
(all) Paddington!
Hmm...
Oh!
Hmm!
♪ Wow, I feel good
♪ I knew that I would now
♪ I feel good
♪ I knew that I would now
♪ So good
♪ So good
♪ I got you
Paddington?
Paddington!
- Over here!
- Coming.
(slow-motion yell)
(dog whines)
(grunts)
That one's mine, thank you.
I assume he's yours.
(Mary) Tell you what, Paddington.
It's not far to my friend's
antiques shop. Why don't we walk?
- (German man) Ah, Mrs Brown. Come in.
- (Paddington) You must be Mr Gruber.
And you must be the young gentleman
whose hat sounds so fascinating.
Welcome. You're just in time
for elevenses.
(clock chimes)
(train horn)
Every morning it arrives at 11 o'clock,
bringing salvation.
Just like a train that I took
many years ago.
- Really?
- Oh, yes. You see,
there was a lot of trouble
in my country.
So my parents sent me
all the way across Europe,
when I was not much older
than you are now.
Was it hard to find a home?
(Mr Gruber)
I had a great-aunt who took me in.
(woman) Master Gruber?
(Mr Gruber) But I soon learnt a home
is more than a roof over your head.
My body had travelled very fast
but my heart...
...she took a little longer to arrive.
Hmm.
But now I should like
to take a look at your hat.
- Oh, thank you.
- Unusual colour.
But it is hard to say how much of that
is original and how much...
Marmalade?
My uncle always kept
a marmalade sandwich in his hat
in case of emergency.
You're pulling my legs off.
What a splendid idea.
(Mr Gruber)
Ooh. Now, if you look carefully,
you can see your hat
has been hand stitched,
which suggests it is one of a kind.
- (Mary) Really?
- Yes.
Hello there.
- Oh, wait a minute.
- It's very subtle.
- Oh, Paddington!
- The gentleman dropped his wallet!
Where is he?
- (cyclist) Mind out!
- Stop!
Come back!
What's he doing?
- Excuse me. Coming through.
- (woman) Careful!
Just trying to return
some lost property.
(man) Hey, what are you doing?
(woman) Whoa!
Sorry! (yells)
(man) Oi, come back!
(blows whistle)
Some kind of tiny police bear.
- You!
- (blows whistle)
What are you doing?
(through whistle)
Trying to return some lost property.
Get away from here! Leave my dog alone!
Do you want a biscuit?
Charlie Delta. Officer in distress.
Urgent assistance required. Go, go, go.
(police siren)
(yells I van horn)
(Screams)
(sat nav) In 100 yards, bear left.
(Paddington) I've got your wallet!
(car horn)
Whoa-hum
It's actually quite good fun. Ah.
(groans)
The Winter's Tale
contains Shakespeare's
most famous stage direction:
- "Exit, pursued by a..."
- Paddington?
- (teacher) Paddington?
- (boy) Look, a bear!
(brakes screech)
(Paddington yells)
You... dropped your wallet.
Gosh, you've got quite a few.
He certainly has.
(all cheer)
No, you don't understand. I was just
trying to return some lost property.
Oh, hello, Judy.
- Do you know that bear?
- Erm...
He's awesome.
- Yeah, he's called Paddington.
- Thank you.
(Paddington) Thank you.
- Well done.
- Bear of the moment!
Oh, really? I just did
what any bear would do.
I can't thank you enough.
That scoundrel has been pocket-picketing
people around here for weeks.
(Mary) He was extraordinary.
(Mr Gruber) And it gave me
a chance to look at his hat.
- You see, this is no ordinary hat.
- (Paddington) No?
No. These markings mean that it was made
for a member of the Geographers' Guild.
What's that?
(Mr Gruber) A very old explorers' club.
- Oh!
- Go and see them in the morning,
and if luck has been smiling
on your face,
they should be able to tell you
who they made it for.
OK. Protein.
- Per biscuit?
- Per biscuit.
- 0.5 grams.
- Yes.
Carbohydrates.
- Per biscuit?
- Per biscuit.
- Is 7.7 grams.
- Yes.
- (man 1) Sodium.
- (man 2) Ooh...
- (man 2) I know this one.
- (man 1) Yeah. Do you?
- (man 2) Is it trace?
- (man 1) Not trace.
(gasps)
It's him! After all these years,
it's really him!
You're stuffed, bear.
- One night, you said. One night!
- I know...
You promised to take him
to the authorities.
- I never promised.
- Well, you very heavily implied it.
I'm sorry, but he was telling the truth.
There really is an explorer.
- What are you doing?
- I'm doing my looking-away face.
- Are you doing the breathing?
- I'm doing the breathing.
All we need to do is take him
to the Geographers' Guild.
- Stop!
- The hand's gone up.
- We've done quite enough for this bear.
- And the voice.
- (Henry) I am taking charge!
- (Mary) You're taking charge?
(Henry) Yes! Paddington
is a danger to this family.
Jonathan is quite irresponsible enough
without throwing a wild animal
into the mix.
Hey, Paddington.
Have you seen the paper?
(Paddington) Gosh.
You've only been in London a day
and you're already famous.
Oh.
I'm sorry if I wasn't very nice before.
It's just it's a new school and I didn't
want everyone to think I was weird.
Oh, I understand, Judy.
It's not easy being somewhere new.
No, it isn't.
(Henry) He put earwax on my toothbrush!
Things can be very different
from how you imagined.
Don't let him bother you. Dad's always
been boring and annoying.
Oh, I don't know about that.
More to your father than meets the eye.
- Like what?
- When I first met him,
he was a very different man.
(rock music)
♪ Get your motor running
Whoo!
- ♪ Head out on the highway
- Wahey!
- ♪ Looking for adventure
- That's my girl.
♪ And whatever comes our way
- Not gonna let this change us, right?
- No way, baby.
- ♪ Born to be wild
- We're having a baby!
(Mary squeals)
(baby cries)
(Mrs Bird) But becoming a father
does strange things to a man.
Be careful, there's a baby here. Step
back, there's a baby coming through.
Could you keep those flowers away,
please? She's too young for pollen.
- Where's the bike, darling?
- This is our new car.
What? It's very beige, isn't it?
It's a calm and neutral colour. Get in.
The point is, your father loves you
very much. Give him a chance.
He might just surprise you.
(Paddington) Oh.
Maybe you and Dad
just need a fresh start.
(Paddington) Hmm.
I suppose I didn't make
the best first impression.
Don't take this the wrong way but...
why don't we try to make you
look a bit more presentable?
Hang on a minute.
You're not talking about...
- ..the facilities?
- (children laugh)
- Relax, Paddington, it's not that bad.
- It is that bad.
Doesn't it rain enough in this city
without having showers in the house?
(grunts)
The point is, we are parents now
and we have to protect our children.
- We do.
- (laughter)
- They're screaming.
- That's the sound of laughter.
Wind. Hot wind. Two hot winds.
(Paddington) I don't like it.
(hairdryers stop)
Well, I hope I don't look weird
after all that.
- Too much?
- Too much.
Too much?
Well, get me a brush, will you?
Ah, there it is.
- That's my old duffle coat.
- Actually, it was mine first.
Well, long before that, it was mine.
- Oh, was it, Mr Brown?
- Really?
- He wore it on his first day at school.
- It's lovely.
Wooden buttons for ease of paw.
And these two sandwich compartments
are an excellent idea.
I must say, it suits you very well.
I never thought
I'd like a human coat, but...
(Mary) You look like one of the family.
You're not going to send Paddington
to the authorities, are you?
You will try the Geographers' Guild?
Yes, alright, we'll see
if they know anything.
- But if it's a dead end...
- I'm sure it won't be.
Thank you very much, Mr Brown.
You must get a lot of strange customers
in here.
You don't know the half of it, love.
I've had bishops, magicians, bears,
contortionists.
Did you say bears?
Yeah. Had one in here last night,
actually.
Oh! How fascinating. I don't suppose
you remember where you took him?
- 'Fraid I can't tell you that, love.
- Why not?
- It's against the Cabbie's Code, innit?
- The what?
The Cabbie's Code!
It's an oath of confidentiality we take.
You know, like your doctors,
your priests, your medieval knights.
You do understand, don't you, love?
Of course.
- (driver whimpers)
- Let me tell you about my code.
When somebody doesn't give me
what I want, I remove their body parts.
I start with the nasal hair.
Ow.
And then I move on to something juicy.
That's my code and I always stick to it.
Do you always stick to yours?
- Well, it's not even really a code.
- No?
It's more a set of guidelines
than a binding ethos.
Then tell me,
where did you take the bear?
- Windsor Gardens!
- Thank you.
I wouldn't go up the Westway this
time of night. You wanna go north...
(screams I splash)
- (Jonathan) Bye, Paddington.
- Goodbye, Jonathan.
- (Judy) Good luck.
- (Mary) Bye, Paddington.
(Paddington) Bye.
I hope you all have a good day.
I really do like these French
sandwiches, Mrs Bird. Very exotic.
- (Mr Curry) Can I help you, son?
- Just a sec.
You've been in there for 47 minutes.
Either a very long call
or you're placing unauthorised
advertising in a public phone box.
I'm terribly sorry.
("Hello" by Lionel Richie)
♪ Hello
♪ Is it me you're looking for?
I can see...
- (song stops abruptly)
- No problem... madam.
Many apologies if I disturbed you.
It's just,
I keep an eye on all
the comings and goings and...
there's been a few unsavoury
characters hanging around.
(Henry) Let's get this
over and done with.
There's even been a bear.
A most unpleasant creature.
As a matter of fact,
that bear is the reason I'm here.
(woman) Welcome to the
Geographers' Guild. Are you members?
(Henry) No, but we are looking for one.
- The name?
- We don't actually know the name,
but we do know he went on an expedition
you funded to Darkest Peru.
(woman) Darkest Peru.
(bell rings)
(bell rings)
(capsule lands I small bell rings)
- Hmm!
- Hmm!
We've never been to Peru.
What? But you must have done.
I can see you're very busy.
Perhaps we could just go and check.
There are over two million letters,
diaries and artefacts up in our archive,
meticulously filed,
and they don't stay that way
by letting strange men
and their bears rummage around.
- Listen...
- I'm going to have to ask you to leave.
Come on then, Paddington.
Paddington?
Paddington?
- Paddington!
- Psst! Mr Brown? In here.
- What are you doing?
- We need to get into that archive.
(sighs)
Paddington,
please don't take this the wrong way,
but are you certain
there was an explorer?
You didn't just find a hat
and make up some...
What? Why are you looking at me
like that?
Is it me or is it hot in here?
Why do I feel so...
- Uncomfortable?
- Hmm.
- Flushed?
- Hmm.
- Queasy?
- Hmm.
It's called a hard stare.
My aunt taught me to do them
when people had forgotten their manners.
- Oh, give me strength.
- Mr Brown, you can trust me.
There really was an explorer.
And if we can find him,
I know he'll give me a home.
A proper home, like yours.
Now I've got an idea.
But I'm going to need your help.
(lift pings)
- This is never going to work.
- (Paddington) Of course it will.
- You look very pretty.
- That's what they'll say in jail.
- Morning.
- (high-pitched) Oh, hello there.
Hold up.
Haven't seen you before, have I?
No, that's right. I'm new.
Hmm... Thought so.
Lovely day, innit?
- Unusually hot.
- Yeah.
- Just like you.
- (giggles)
(he chuckles)
Go on, then. Off you pop.
Right!
Darkest Peru.
- 200 items!
- I knew that lady was hiding something.
(bell rings)
(capsule lands I small bell rings)
(Paddington) What is it'?
It says "record destroyed".
Let's check the others.
(Guard) Oil
New girl.
Is there a problem?
- Forgot to check your pass.
- My p... Oh, my pass. Yes.
Ah. Oh.
- It's an old photograph.
- Ha.
I'm sure you've always been a... Whoa.
0-0-2. Retrieve.
(bell rings I pipe whirs)
(small bell rings)
You've changed a bit.
I lost a lot of weight.
You're telling me.
And the...
I had it lasered.
And the arm's grown back.
It's a false arm.
(pipe whirs / small bell rings)
You really can't feel a thing?
Huh.
- (strained) Nothing.
- Amazing.
Well, I'm just off to the toilet.
See you in a bit.
Mr Brown, I've found something.
That's brilliant. Now let's put
these back and get out of here.
- Er... Mr Brown...
- Ah.
(baguette squeaks through the pipe)
(pipes whistle as pressure builds)
Something's jamming the system.
I think it's a baguette.
Is that peanut butter?
Too orange. I think it's...
Marmalade.
(alarm)
(all gasp)
Hey, you!
(guard) Stop that sexy woman!
Halt!
(small explosion)
- You have a beautiful home, Mr Curry.
- I've lived here all my life.
I inherited it from my mother.
A very distant woman.
And being such a pillar
of the community, I can see why
having that beast move in next door
would upset you so.
I suppose I should be grateful
that it's only one bear.
Oh, but it always starts
with just one, Mr Curry.
Soon, the whole street
will be crawling with them.
Drains clogged with fur.
Buns thrown at old ladies.
Raucous all-night picnics.
- What can we do?
- I have certain connections.
If I can get hold of the bear, I can see
that he's sent where he belongs,
- no questions asked.
- Really?
But I can't do it alone. I need
a strong, capable man to help me.
Me? Oh, now...
If I start hanging around,
people will ask questions.
But you? You could keep an eye on him,
couldn't you? For me?
Of course.
Perfect. So you do that.
Soon as he's alone, we'll pounce.
(Henry) Fire her up, Mr Gruber.
- (Jonathan) You actually broke in?
- That's right.
Sounds incredibly brave.
There's a time for being boring and
annoying, and a time for being a man.
Mr Brown dressed up as a lady
and someone stuck pins in him.
- What?
- It's starting.
- What was that?
- Doesn't matter.
- In a dress?
- No!
Did look like a dress.
More of a housecoat.
Quite liberating, actually.
Darkest Peru.
A vast, unexplored wilderness,
shrouded in mystery. Until now!
(Judy) Is that where you're from?
(Mary) Oh, Paddington, it's incredible.
(sniffs)
(explorer) Goodbye, Lucy.
Goodbye, Pastuzo.
And if you ever make it to London, you
can be sure of a very warm welcome.
I have learnt so much from these bears,
but I wonder what, if anything,
they have learnt from me.
Montgomery Clyde.
(Paddington) Dear Aunt Lucy.
You'll never guess what.
Today I saw a film the explorer made
of Darkest Peru.
I do miss our old home, although I'm
beginning to understand life in London.
The Browns are a curious tribe,
but I rather like them.
The way Mr Brown
arranges his stationery.
The strange objects
Mrs Brown finds in her handbag.
Ah! There you are.
How Mrs Bird has a Hoover
for every occasion.
That Judy can master any language.
Even bear.
(Judy growls)
Wonderful pronunciation.
(Paddington) And how Jonathan
can build almost anything
using only Mr Brown's
educational old toys.
This is amazing!
It's very strange.
I may be about to find the explorer,
but I'm actually beginning
to feel at home here.
Paddington, these books
contain the names and addresses
of all the people who live in London.
If we look up every "M Clyde",
we'll find your explorer.
- Thank you, Mrs Brown.
- (Henry) Let's get cracking.
Wait for me.
I'll see if I can find anything
about Captain Clyde in the library.
I'll come with you. I need to refresh
our marmalade supplies.
Shouldn't someone stay with Paddington?
It's only for a few hours.
You don't need to worry, Mr Brown.
I think I've got the hang of things.
Well, you take care.
- Bye.
- (Paddington) Goodbye.
(Jonathan) Have you ever
driven one of those?
(phone rings)
- Yes'?
- (phone continues to ring)
- Yes?
- Honeypot, this is Fierce Eagle.
- What?
- It's Mr Curry.
I did suggest that we adopt code names.
- Honeypot and Fierce Eagle.
- Yes, of course.
Do you actually have anything to report,
Fierce...?
- Eagle.
- ..Eagle?
Affirmative.
The Furry Menace is home alone.
I repeat,
the Furry Menace is home alone.
I'm on my way.
(doorbell rings)
Honeypot.
- I need to get on the roof.
- Yes.
And after, I wondered if you'd like
to celebrate by dining with me.
I have some meat-paste sandwiches
and pickles.
- Sounds glorious.
- They went off on Tuesday
but you're normally alright for a week.
Mr Curry. The roof?
M Clyde, M Clyde...
Oh, dear. Erm...
Erm...
(grunts)
(phone rings)
Erm...
(grunts)
I'm coming!
Come on, bear.
Just got a bit tied up
with the stationery.
Come on, little bear.
(gasps)
(phone continues to ring)
(grunts)
(Sniffs)
Elephant!
Bear!
- Hide!
- (oven beeps I gas hisses)
(banging)
Darling! Darling!
Honeypot, I'm coming!
(gas hisses)
(Veils)
(smoke alarm beeps)
(Mr Curry) Honeypot! Honeypot!
(siren blares)
(grunts)
(Paddington) But it wasn't my fault.
Who else was in the house?
The door was locked.
- There was an elephant.
- An elephant?
It had the head of an elephant and body
of a snake, but it tried to shoot me!
- Have you been drinking salt water?
- No.
Paddington, tell us
what really happened.
- What?
- We won't be cross.
- Speak for yourself.
- Mrs Brown, you must believe me.
I would never lie to you.
I'm sorry, but that was the last straw.
It was an accident. They happen.
- But the children...
- Paddington's the best thing
that's ever happened to the children.
They're happy.
But what's the point of them being happy
if they're not safe?
He's putting them in danger.
They have to be
our number-one priority.
They are!
They are.
And the worst part is
he won't even tell us the truth.
How can he live with us
if we can't even trust him?
(Mary) I don't know, Henry.
(Henry) We've got to face facts.
This house just isn't the place
for a bear.
(Mary) Perhaps you're right.
Maybe we should take him
to the authorities.
(sighs)
(sighs)
(distant thunder)
♪ Blow, wind, blow
♪ Blow, wind, blow
♪ I was never told the city of London
would be so cold
(sneezes)
(sighs)
(pigeons coo)
(growls)
(grunts I pigeons fly away)
( "Rule, Britannia! ")
Thank you.
(guard shouts in the distance)
Get out of it!
Bloody bears!
♪ I decide to roam
♪ Now I wanted to go back home
(Mary) “Dear Browns.“
"Thank you very much for having me
to stay. You are a very lovely family."
"I'm very sorry
about the flood and the fire...
...and the incident
at the Geographers' Guild."
"I hope that...
...now I have gone,
things will calm down a bit."
"Yours, Paddington."
Well, shall we go after him?
(Henry) It's better this way.
He didn't really belong here.
How can you say that?
Judy.
I'm going to my room.
- Where are you going?
- I just...
I need to know he's OK.
(sighs) You just don't get it, do you?
What?
This family needed that wee bear
every bit as much as he needed you.
There. Said my piece.
(sighs)
Hmm...
Excuse me, I'm looking
for Montgomery Clyde.
I'm sorry, mate, I'm Morgan Clyde.
Ah. Thank you.
(Mary) He's about three foot six.
He's got a bright red hat on
and a blue duffle coat.
And he's a bear.
It's not much to go on.
Really?
- (door buzzer)
- Montgomery Clyde?
I'm Marjorie Clyde, dearie.
(sighs)
Still no news.
In case you're interested.
Right.
(wind blows)
(door buzzer)
- (angry man) Who is it?
- Hello.
I'm looking for Montgomery Clyde.
- Never heard of him.
- But you must have done.
I've tried them all
and you're the last...
Why don't you clear off?
(gust of wind)
(sighs)
(Clyde)
And if you ever make it to London,
you can be sure of a very warm welcome.
(car passes)
Ah!
Please, please, please, please...
(rings doorbell)
- (woman) Hello?
- Hello.
- I'm looking for Montgomery Clyde.
- Well, that's my father.
- The explorer Montgomery Clyde?
- That's right.
Come on in out of the cold.
I'll be right down.
- Oh. Oh, thank you. Thank you!
- (door buzzes)
ls Captain Clyde at home?
(woman) I'm afraid not.
You see, my father is dead.
Oh.
Oh, dear.
(woman) What did you want from him?
He once told my aunt that if ever
we came to London, we'd be welcome.
And I suppose I hoped
he might give me a home.
Oh, but I can do that.
- You can?
- Of course.
A lovely specimen like you
shouldn't be out on the streets.
You belong somewhere very special.
And I know just the place.
Come along.
We're going for a lovely ride.
(Mr Curry) Miss Clyde!
Mr Curry. What do you want?
I found these tied to a lamppost
and I thought waste not, want not.
Channing. Now, if you'll excuse me.
Erm... where exactly are you going?
What concern is it of yours?
- You've got the bear in there.
- And?
It's just, I thought you were
sending him to Peru. But...
(Miss Clyde) I said I was sending him
where he belongs,
which in his case
is the Natural History Museum.
But, Honeypot, that is barbaric.
Mr Curry, I am not your Honeypot.
I never was.
What?
Now take your rotten flowers
and get out of here! Go.
Run!
(phone rings)
- Hello?
- (man) Good evening.
(disguising his voice)
This is an anonymous phone call.
- Oh, hello, Mr Curry.
- It's not Mr Curry! It's Mr...
...Burry.
I have some news
concerning the bear.
What? What do you mean?
- Who is it, Henry?
- It's Mr Curry doing a silly voice.
(Mr Curry) It's Burry!
He says Paddington's been kidnapped!
(tyres screech)
(door slams)
(Paddington) Oh!
(Miss Clyde)
Welcome to your new home, bear.
This is a cathedral of knowledge.
Every major explorer
has added to its glory.
Charles Darwin brought
the giant tortoise from the Galapagos.
Good evening.
Captain Scott,
the emperor penguin from Antarctica.
- Gentlemen.
- Captain Cook,
- the kangaroo from Australia.
- G'day.
Each of these men has been immortalised
through his finds.
But do you see anything from my father?
No.
Because when he met
your oh-so-precious species,
he refused to collect a specimen.
(man) No specimen?
Gentlemen, these were no dumb beasts.
They were intelligent and civilised.
Come off it, Clyde.
They didn't even speak English.
- Well, no, but...
- Did they play cricket?
- Drink tea?
- Do the crossword?
Pretty rum idea of civilisation
you've got, Clyde.
Tell us their location. We'll send
a real explorer to get a specimen.
Never!
(leader) Very well.
You leave me no choice.
This expedition
shall be struck from the records.
Montgomery Clyde,
I hereby revoke your membership
of this hallowed guild.
- (gasps)
- Geographers, turn your backs!
(Miss Clyde)
He could have been rich and famous,
but instead he threw it all away
and he opened a petting zoo.
He put the happiness
of a few furry creatures
above his own flesh and blood.
I vowed that one day I would finish
the job my father never could.
And now, at last, that day has come.
(gasps)
That's right!
I'm going to stuff you, bear.
(gasps)
Ow!
Ripped & corrected by Freak.
I see him. And there's not
a moment to lose!
(Henry) How are we going to get in?
It'll be locked up like a fortress.
Sewers. Didn't you say they could
take you anywhere in the city?
Brilliant!
(snares)
(knocks)
You alright, love?
Would you mind helping
a frail old woman?
I've missed my bus.
- Come on in. Come on out of the cold.
- Oh, thank you. You're so kind.
- (banging)
- It's locked from the other side.
Leave it to me.
What use is my old chemistry set?
- (Jonathan) Potassium nitrate, sulphur.
- Hmm?
This stuff is lethal, Dad.
Would you like a wee nip of antifreeze
for the old pacemaker?
No, no, no. Not while I'm on duty.
Oh. Too strong for you, huh?
Oh. Fighting talk. OK. I'll have one.
Three, two, one.
(explosion)
- Jonathan! That's 50,000 volts of...
- I know what I'm doing!
Go for it!
(electricity powers down)
(phone dials)
Go!
(phone rings)
(Mrs Bird laughs)
No, best of three. I wasn't ready.
Come on.
(Pinging tone)
(Judy) It's locked.
- What do we do now?
- I know.
- Henry! Henry, do not go out there!
- Do it, Dad.
Someone has to.
And that someone is me.
Oh, I say!
My hero.
Crikey.
(wind whistles)
(nervously) Oh!
MESH]
Actually, this is insane.
- Dad is properly cool.
- He certainly is.
(he groans)
I give up. I've gotta get back to work.
Look, wait, wait, wait.
Where's your fighting spirit?
Henry!
- (yells)
- Dad!
Thank you.
He's alright.
Good dog. Mwah!
Paddington!
Paddington!
Up here!
Is that you, God?
(Henry) What?
It's just you sound a lot more
like Mr Brown than I imagined.
It is Mr Brown.
Mr Brown!
What are you doing out there?
We've come to rescue you!
You have?
Mr Curry explained everything.
I'm so sorry I didn't believe you.
Sabotage.
(alarm rings)
(glass shatters)
Paddington, get out of there!
(grunts)
(Miss Clyde) Bear!
(dart gun fires)
(bones play musical notes)
(grunts)
Give up, bear!
(lock clicks)
Give up, bear!
(pounds on door)
There's no way out.
(vacuum cleaners beep)
(sucking)
("Mission: Impossible" theme)
(growls)
Henry!
- Where's Paddington?
- I don't know.
- Shh. I can hear something.
- (faint noise)
- That's just the pipes.
- That's not pipes. That's bear.
(growls)
(growls)
- He's going for the roof.
- (Henry) Come on!
(warning beep)
(gasps)
Upstairs.
(growls)
(warning beep)
- We've got you.
- (Paddington) Thank you.
Come on, let's get out of here.
- (Miss Clyde) Not so fast.
- No!
Come on, hand over the bear.
No. We won't do that.
Mrs Brown?
- He's family.
- Family?
You're not even the same species.
It's true.
(Henry) It is true.
And when I first met Paddington,
I wanted nothing to do with him.
But my wonderful wife,
she opened her heart to him
and so did my incredible children.
- And now I have, too.
- Henry...
it doesn't matter that he comes
from the other side of the world
or that he's a different species
or that he has
a worrying marmalade habit.
We love Paddington.
And that makes him family!
And families stick together!
So if you want him,
you'll have to take us all!
OK, then.
- (all gasp)
- When I say "all"...
- I've never stuffed a human, but...
- (Paddington) Wait.
Wait.
- You don't need to do that.
- Paddington!
- No!
- Yes.
That's right. Come, come.
(pigeon coos)
Erm, could I have one last request?
(sighs) What is it?
I'd like a sandwich.
There's one in my hat.
Go on, then.
Thank you.
(Miss Clyde screams)
Whoa!
Who-o-oa!
Nice try, bear!
(Screams)
(slurs) The crew's nest!
Mrs. Bird.
What?
Hey, why didn't you look
where you were going?
Ah, shut your piehole.
(Miss Clyde groans / all laugh)
- Mrs Bird, you saved me.
- Oh!
- Paddington!
- (Mrs Bird) A bear.
Go easy. I have a dreadful headache.
(all laugh)
Hello?
- (Judy) Hi, Dad.
- (Paddington) Hello, Mr Brown.
- Hello.
- What's going on?
What a lovely surprise.
I didn't expect you home so early.
- Something special's going on.
- (Paddington) More sugar.
- Look at this. Hello, everyone.
- Hi, Dad.
- Hi, big fella. What's cooking?
- Marmalade, Mr Brown.
- Go on, have a taste.
- Hmm, delicious.
Just one sandwich contains
all the vitamins and minerals
a bear needs for the whole day.
So does that mean
I don't have to eat vegetables?
- He said "bear", not "boy".
- Sorry, Jonathan.
- Thank you,Judy.
- Judy.
Now, has anyone seen...
Ah, thank you, Mrs Bird.
I think every home
should have a marmalade day.
- (Judy) And a bear.
- (Henry) Especially a bear.
Home.
(Paddington) Dear Aunt Lucy.
I'm sorry I haven't written sooner
but so much has been happening.
I even met the explorer's daughter,
but she tried to stuff me,
so Mrs Bird threw her off a roof.
Millicent Clyde...
The judge didn't think
that prison would do her any good.
So instead, he gave her
community service...
No, please! Anything! Anything but that!
..In the petting zoo.
- Get a move on, dung breath!
- It's not my breath!
(Screams)
Back in Windsor Gardens,
life is very different.
Mrs Bird says it's because
things are finally set fair
and it's had a tremendous effect
on her knees.
Judy's embarrassment is clearing up
and she's even let Mrs Brown meet Tony.
- You can't say anything.
- Of course not.
- You can't touch me.
- I won't touch anyone, darling.
- And you're not gonna cry.
- No! No.
There's just a lot going on
in my heart right now.
We process things very differently,
you and I.
- I know.
- Good.
Mum, this is Tony.
- Welcome to the family.
- Oh. Mum!
Sorry. Sorry. Not crying.
Henry?
I'm sorry about her.
She's weird. Er, but we all are.
Tea, anyone? No? No.
(Paddington) And Mr Brown is helping
Jonathan build an enormous rocket.
Are you sure about this, Dad?
If we're gonna get
this bad boy into orbit,
we're gonna need
all the nitroglycerin.
Although Jonathan worries about his
father's reckless attitude to safety.
Houston, we may have a problem.
Duck!
(explosion)
(Paddington) Mrs Brown says that
in London, everyone is different,
but that means anyone can fit in.
I think she must be right,
because although I don't look like
anyone else, I really do feel at home.
I will never be like other people,
but that's alright.
Because I am a bear.
A bear called Paddington.
(Jonathan) Come on, Paddington!
♪ I had to laugh
till I couldn't laugh no more
♪ Like an old Chinaman out on the floor
♪ Pass me by, hopping like a clown
♪ I told meself
that he rarely go into town
♪ And there was also a rajah gentleman
♪ Americans and British, West Indians
♪ Tell you one thing
that really amused me
♪ Believe it or not
was a pretty Japanese
♪ And they were singing
♪ Ju-ba, ju-ba, a-ju-li-ba
♪ They're jumping here
and they're jumping there
♪ With a boolah boolah boolah boolah
boolah boolah-ee
♪ The people going crazy
(Mrs Bird) Ooh! (laughs)
♪ London is the place for me
♪ London, that lovely city
♪ You could go to France or America
♪ India, Asia or Australia
♪ You're gonna come back to London City
♪ London is the place for me
♪ Well, believe me,
I am speaking broad-mindedly
♪ lam glad to know my mother country
♪ I've been travelling
to countries years ago
♪ But this is the place I want to know
♪ London is the place for me
♪ London is the place for me
♪ To live in London,
you are really comfortable
♪ Because the English people
are very much sociable
♪ They will take you here
and they'll take you there
♪ And make you feel like a millionaire
♪ London is the place for me
♪ London is the place for me
♪ At night, when you have nothing to do
♪ You can take a walk
down Shaftesbury Avenue
♪ There you could laugh and talk
and enjoy the breeze
♪ Admire the beautiful sceneries
♪ London is the place for me
♪ London is the place for me
♪ I cannot complain
of the time I have spent
♪ I mean, my life in London
is really magnificent
♪ I have every comfort and every sport
♪ And my residence is at Hampton Court
♪ London is the place for me
♪ London is the place for me
Ripped & corrected by Freak.
(fanfare plays)
(man) Darkest Peru.
A vast, unexplored wilderness
shrouded in mystery. Until now!
For I have been charged
by my fellow geographers
to leave the comforts
of home and family
and set off upon
a voyage of discovery.
I travel light, carrying only
the absolute essentials.
Maps, rations, modest timepiece
and travel piano.
(piano clangs)
And finally, deep in the undergrowth,
I spot something extraordinary.
An undiscovered species of bear.
Time to collect a specimen
for the museum.
(bear growls softly)
I thought my time was up,
my ticket was punched.
But the bear saved my life.
He guided me through the jungle
to show me his world,
and in return,
I introduced him to ours.
That's, erm... That's a telescope.
That's my grandfather's telescope.
Oh, be very careful with that.
- That's soap. Really wouldn't eat that.
- (bear chokes)
Here we are, why don't you try this?
This is marmalade.
You spread it on toast,
put it in sandwiches, or...
Or you can drink it. Jolly good.
This is London. That's where I'm from.
Lon-don.
Good Lord!
Now try Stratford-upon-Avon.
Over time, I become friends
with the bears and even name them.
The female after
my dear departed mother
and the male after an exotic boxer
I once met in a bar.
But the time eventually comes
to return to my wife and daughter
and share my findings with the world.
Goodbye, Lucy. Goodbye, Pastuzo.
And if you ever make it to London,
you can be sure of a very warm welcome.
I have learnt so much from these bears
but I wonder what, if anything,
they have learnt from me.
(sniffs)
(gasps)
(young male) Marmalade!
They're ripe. They're ripe.
They're finally ripe!
Aunt Lucy!
Uncle Pastuzo!
You're never going to guess... Whoa!
Good morning, Aunt Lucy.
Good morning, my little hurricane.
Why do you have to come crashing in here
like a natural disaster?
But, Uncle Pastuzo... they're ripe.
(gasps)
(Pastuzo) Whoa-ho-ho!
It's Marmalade Day!
(young bear) Marmalade Day!
Oh, it rather suits me. Marmalade Day!
(chuckles) Oh, do calm down, you two.
There's no need to rush.
- (bell dings)
- (gasps I laughs)
Now be careful up there.
And keep your paws off my hat.
(young bear) I will.
(Lucy) Marmalade.
Just one sandwich contains
all the vitamins and minerals
a bear needs for a whole day.
- (young bear) Amazing.
- Hmm.
(Pastuzo) And your Aunt Lucy's recipe
is even better than the explorer's.
We must remember to take him a jar
when we go to London.
(young bear) London?
I wouldn't worry! We've been talking
about that trip for 40 years.
One day, Pastuzo.
But why would you want to go anywhere
when we live in
the best place in the world?
(branch snaps)
Whoa!
Whoa-hoo!
(Lucy) Goodness.
I thought I told you to be careful.
And give me back my hat.
- Yes, Uncle. But...
- No buts.
It's about time I got a bit of respect
around here.
Embarrassing.
But tasty.
(laughs)
(explorer) Friendly advice for
the foreigner in London. Lesson three.
It's dusk, and you pass a stranger
in the street.
- Greet them politely.
- (both) Good evening.
To take the conversation further,
talk about the weather.
(Lucy) Real brolly-buster, isn't it?
Fact: Londoners have 101 ways
to say that it is raining...
- Can I have the last sandwich?
- Oh, no, I need that.
A wise bear always keeps
a marmalade sandwich in his hat
in case of emergency.
...and it's bucketing down.
Follow these simple rules and you will
always feel at home in London.
(rumbling)
(rumbling grows louder)
- (young bear) Aunt Lucy?
- Earthquake!
(Pastuzo) Get to the shelter!
(Lucy) Oh!
- (young bear) Aunt Lucy!
- (Lucy) Keep going!
(strains)
(young bear) Are you alright?
Uncle Pastuzo!
Uncle Pastuzo!
(Lucy) Get down!
(Lucy gasps)
Uncle Pastuzo?
(Lucy) Pastuzo?
(young bear) Uncle Pastuzo?
Aunt Lucy.
(gasps faintly)
(Lucy sobs)
What are we going to do?
(distant shouting)
Stay out of sight until London.
But... aren't you coming?
I am too old and too tired
to go any further.
Oh. Then, what will you do?
Oh, don't you worry about me.
I will be safe
in the home for retired bears.
But it is not yet time
for you to retire.
You must find a new home. In London.
But... But I don't know anyone there.
What if they don't even like bears?
You know, there was once a war
in the explorer's country.
Thousands of children
were sent away for safety,
left at railway stations
with labels around their necks,
and unknown families took them in
and loved them like their own.
They will not have forgotten
how to treat a stranger.
Now take care, my darling.
Remember your manners.
(man shouts nearby)
(whispers) And keep safe.
(ship's horn)
(inhales)
(sighs)
(slurps)
Hmm?
(strains)
Oh.
(thunder)
(seagulls squawk)
(stomach rumbles)
(burns)
- (ship's horn)
- Huh?
(indistinct chatter)
(man 1) OK, I'll just get it now.
(man 2) I'll throw it down.
Hi.
(bear yelps)
(screams)
London.
(gasps) Oh, right. Yes.
Manners. Here goes.
Good morning.
Really tipping it down, isn't it?
Strange.
How do you do?
I'm just looking for a home. And I...
Hello?
Excuse me...
Does anyone know where I...
where I can find a home?
Anyone?
(tannoy chimes)
Passengers are reminded to keep their
belongings with them at all times.
Unattended items will be taken away
and could be destroyed.
(bear) Oh, dear.
- (pigeon coos)
- (bear) Oh, hello.
- You hungry?
- (pigeon coos)
Me, too.
But this is all I've got left.
It's really just for emergency.
(Coos)
(sighs)
Oh, go on then.
(all coo)
Ah, right, I see what I've done.
Erm, come on, you can't
all be having emergencies.
Can you all just go away, please?
I need to look presentable.
- (boy) That was so boring.
- (man) I'm sorry you feel like that,
but it was my week to choose and I
enjoyed the Victorian Wool Experience.
At least we spent time together
as a family.
- And we learnt a lot about wool.
- Did you have fun, pumpkin?
It's Judy, and it was fine
until you jumped in the lake.
(woman) It's a bathing pond.
It's what you're supposed to do.
- (Judy) Not naked!
- Well, I forgot my costume.
Jonathan, don't jump like that.
Seven per cent of childhood accidents
start with jumping.
- If I'm gonna be an astronaut...
- You're not "gonna" be.
You can be whatever you want, peanut.
- Oh, stranger danger.
- (woman) What?
Keep your eyes down.
There's some sort of bear over there.
- Probably selling something.
- Good evening.
No, thank you.
Oh, dear.
Must be doing something wrong.
Hello there.
Mary!
Oh. Hello.
Coming down in stair rods, isn't it?
Oh...
Yes.
- Mum...
- Er...
I hope you don't mind me asking,
but shouldn't you be at home?
Oh, yes, I should. But... I haven't
quite worked out how to find one.
- Where are your parents?
- They died when I was small.
- Here we go.
- (bear) All I have left is my aunt.
- And where's she?
- Darkest Peru.
- In the home for retired bears.
- Yeah, course she is.
(Jonathan) How did you get here?
- I stowed away. In a lifeboat.
- Cool!
And ate marmalade.
Did you know bears like marmalade?
(Jonathan)
I didn't even know bears could talk.
(bear) Well, I'm a very rare bear.
There aren't many of us left.
And what are you going to do now?
Well, I thought I would probably
just sleep over there in that bin.
That's the spirit. Anyway...
- Dad!
- Why don't we find you some help?
Oh, yes, please.
If you're sure it's no trouble?
Of course it isn't. Is it, darling?
Not at all.
- Oh, yes, that is good.
- So, erm...
- What's your name?
- Hmm?
- Do bears even have names?
- Of course we do.
My name is... (low growl)
Beg your pardon?
(low growl)
Right.
- Well, go on.
- Hmm?
You try it.
Back of the throat.
(clears throat)
Ripped & corrected by Freak.
Mr Brown, that is extremely rude.
Oh, at last.
Oh. Er, wait for me.
(Mr Brown)
ls someone coming to get him?
Everyone's gone.
He'll have to come with us.
- No way.
- (Jonathan) Dad!
- Stay where you are.
- He's so embarrassing.
(Mary) We can't leave him here.
(Mr Brown) We can.
He's not our responsibility.
(Mary) He's a young bear
who needs our help, Henry.
It's just for one night, until we can
find the right people to look after him.
(bear) There you are.
(chomps)
- OK.
- Yes!
- (Mary) Excuse me? Erm...
- (bear) Hello.
I'm dreadfully sorry,
I don't actually know your name.
Well, I've got a bear name, but it seems
to be rather hard to pronounce.
That's not ripe.
- Perhaps you'd like an English name.
- An English name? Like what?
Oh, look, Henry, it's perfect.
You want to call him Ketchup?
Ketchup the bear?
- Paddington!
- Paddington?
Paddington.
Pa-dding-ton.
- Paddington!
- (man groans)
Sorry! I like it.
Well, then, Paddington, how would you
like to come home with us?
♪ London is the place for me
♪ London, that lovely city
♪ You could go to France or America
♪ India, Asia or Australia
♪ You're gonna come back to London City
♪ London is the place for me
(Henry) Oh!
What sort of route do you call that?
Well, the young bear
said it was his first time in London.
I thought I'd show him the sights.
- Should've charged morel
- Keep the change.
(driver) Cheer up, mate.
Might never happen.
(Mary) Darling, have you got your keys?
(Jonathan) Come on, Paddington.
(uplifting music)
(gasps faintly)
Oh, yes.
(music builds)
(chuckles)
But this... this is wonderful!
Do you know,
I was actually beginning to think
nobody would give me a home,
but this...l (chomps) That's ripe.
This will suit me down to the ground.
Thank you very much.
- (music stops abruptly)
- Er... we're not giving you a home.
- Oh?
- It's just for the night.
(Paddington) Oh.
When a young person
comes to this country,
I'm afraid they don't just move in
with the first people they meet.
- (Paddington) No?
- You need a proper guardian.
What's that?
A grown-up who takes you
into their home and looks after you.
Like you?
Erm... Yes, well, I suppose so.
But not you?
No. We don't do that.
- It's normally someone you know.
- But what if you don't know anybody?
In that case, the authorities will house
you in some kind of government facility.
What? Like an orphanage?
(dramatic organ music)
No, no, no, not an orphanage.
It would be more like an institution
for young souls
whose parents have sadly passed on.
(dramatic organ music)
Oh.
- Well, what about the explorer?
- Who?
The man who visited us in Darkest Peru.
He said we'd always be welcome.
Well, what's his name? You could go now.
Ooh, well, I don't know his human name.
My uncle and aunt hadn't learnt
much English back then,
so they always called him... (roars)
There can't be that many explorers
who've been to Peru.
Maybe we can find him.
Without a name?
I wouldn't get your hopes up.
Right, come on, you. Pyjamas.
(Henry) Jonathan!
- Walk.
- (Jonathan huffs)
Don't worry, Paddington.
- We'll find him.
- Oh, thank you.
Let's look in the encyclopaedia,
unless, of course,
you'd like to freshen up first.
I beg your pardon?
You know, use the facilities?
Most people do after a long journey.
Oh. Well, if that's what most people do,
then I'd like to do that.
- Top of the stairs.
- Top of the... Ah, stairs.
OK. You're going that way. Got it.
- Are you alright?
- All good.
Hello. This is Henry Brown.
32 Windsor Gardens.
I just need to add something
to my home insurance policy.
Well, what it is, is we have
a guest for the night, a bear,
and I just needed some extra cover
for any da... Yes, a bear.
No, a real one.
About three foot six.
Grizzly? Not particularly.
Mind you, I haven't seen him
in the mornings.
(clears throat)
So, how much would that be?
Batten down the hatches, young 'un.
There'll be a storm tonight.
The radio said it was clearing up.
Radio! I feel it in my knees.
My knees never lie.
- Guess what, Mrs Bird! We found a bear!
- Uh-huh.
- A real bear from Peru!
- That's nice, dear.
You don't seem very surprised.
I gave up being surprised when
they came up with the microwave oven.
And I still don't trust you.
Hmm...
Hmm?
(sighs contentedly)
(woman) Thank you for holding.
Your call is...
- (man) ..moderately...
- (woman) ..important to us.
(strains)
(Sniffs)
(sighs)
(gasps)
Help.
(metal creaks)
- Where's he going to sleep?
- Not in my room. He's a he.
- Tony's a he.
- Shut up.
And Tony would be more than welcome
to a bunk-up.
- Who's Tony?
- I'm warning you.
- Just some boy she's in love with.
- No? Darling, really?
- That's it!
- When can I meet him?
Can I meet him? Darling?
- He can sleep in my room.
- He's not sleeping in anyone's room.
He's going in the attic.
I want you all to lock your doors.
I can't find anything
about an English explorer in Peru.
- (Henry) Of course you can't.
- Why not?
He's making the whole thing up. It's the
sort of sob story your mother falls for.
- Hang on. That's not fair.
- (Judy) It so is fair.
You've literally just brought home
a random bear.
- So embarrassing.
- You'd have done the same thing.
We're much more similar than you think.
- What are you doing?
- The storm is upon us.
Oh, you and your knees.
I can tell you for a fact, Mrs Bird,
it is not going to rain indoors.
- Oh, no.
- There she blows.
- Mr Brown, are you there?
- Yes, hello.
Yes, that sounds fine.
No, no, no, don't read me
the terms and conditions.
I want to action this as soon
as possible. Don't put me on hold again!
Paddington? What is going on in there?
Er, nothing. I'm just having
a spot of bother with the facilities.
(Henry yells)
(Paddington yells)
(juddering yell)
Erm... Nice weather for the ducks?
- (rubber duck squeaks)
- Oh.
That was amazing.
(wind blows I Paddington sighs)
(Paddington) Dear Aunt Lucy.
I have arrived in London
and so far it has rained, poured,
drizzled and chucked it down.
And I miss you.
London is not how we imagined it.
Hardly anyone says hello
or wears hats.
And you can no longer simply
turn up at the station and get a home.
It's hard to see where a bear
could ever belong
in such a strange, cold city.
Luckily, I met the Browns, who are
letting me sleep in their attic.
They have a lovely house, but I'm not
going to be allowed to stay.
(Henry) That animal is going
straight to the authorities.
- (Mary) What about the explorer?
- (Henry) There is no explorer.
I'm not putting this family in danger
while you go on some wild-goose chase.
First thing tomorrow,
that bear is out of here.
(Paddington)
The Browns are a very curious tribe.
Mr Brown is something called
a risk analyst.
He says that having a bear in the house
increases the chances of major disaster
by 4,000%.
Mrs Brown illustrates
adventure stories.
Her latest is set in the old tunnels
and sewers under London.
She says she's stuck at the moment
because she can't imagine
what her hero looks like,
but has no trouble coming up with
nicknames for her daughter Judy,
- like "twinkle" and "coconut" and...
- Sweety pops? Hello, darling.
I was thinking of going
to the sewers tomorrow night.
I just wondered if you wanted
to join me. You could bring this Tony.
Why would I want to bring anyone
down the toilet?
Come on, darling, it's not like that.
It's a subterranean labyrinth
that can take you anywhere in the city.
It's weird, it smells
and it's embarrassing.
Sure. Good point.
(Paddington) Judy suffers
from a serious condition
called "embarrassment".
She is seeing a boy called Tony
but won't bring him home.
- So, when can I come round your house?
- That's never gonna happen.
She is learning Chinese...
(man) Could you tell me the way
to the central business district?
(Paddington) ..so she can run away
and start a small business.
(man) I have been accused
of insider trading
and require legal representation.
(Paddington) When Jonathan grows up,
he wants to be an astronaut.
Last year he built
a pair of rocket boots...
Three, two, one.
...and is now only allowed to play
with safe, educational, indoor toys
from the olden days.
(Jonathan sighs)
(Paddington) They live with
an old relative called Mrs Bird.
Her husband was in the Navy, and she
still likes everything shipshape.
Tomorrow, they are taking me
to the authorities,
who will house me in something
that is not an orphanage,
but still doesn't sound like the sort
of home we were really hoping for.
Can't you sleep?
Me neither.
(Paddington) I do wish
we could have found the explorer.
(Mary) I know, Paddington.
But I've been looking everywhere
and I still can't find any mention
of an English expedition to Peru.
But there really was an explorer,
Mrs Brown. He gave my uncle this hat.
What, that was the explorer's hat?
Hm-hmm. Why?
I've got a friend who runs
an antiques shop in the Portobello Road.
He knows all about old things
like your hat.
Oh...
It's just possible
he could help us find your explorer.
Well, that would be wonderful.
- But didn't Mr Brown say...
- Don't you worry about Mr Brown.
As far as he's concerned,
we're going to the authorities.
But I'm not standing by while there's
a chance of finding you a proper home.
Now make sure you get some sleep, OK?
(Mary) Night-night.
(Paddington) Tomorrow,
we are going to find the explorer.
Love from Paddington.
Oh.
PS. That is now my name.
(distant thunder)
(thunder)
(woman) Good evening, Grant.
Madam Director.
Another delivery from the docks?
Bring it through.
(animal squeaks I she gasps)
Yes!
You are going to make
a fantastic addition to the collection.
(Grant) Aren't you worried
people will ask questions?
Not at all. As far as the tree-huggers
who run this place are concerned,
I'd never dream of stuffing
a poor defenceless animal.
However, it's not enough for me just
to look after this dusty old collection.
I need to add the odd choice specimen
of my own.
There was some weird sort of animal
at the dock today.
(woman) Oh, yes?
(Grant) Yeah.
I was doing my rounds as usual
when I spotted something sticky
on the deck of the boat.
I think they were paw prints.
Whatever it was that had made them
had hidden himself away
in the lifeboat.
Must have been in there
all the way from Peru.
Seems to have lived
on nothing but marmalade.
Did you say marmalade?
- Hmm.
- What happened to him?
- He sneaked out in the mail van.
- Yes?
- I tracked him to Paddington.
- Good.
But then he disappeared.
I'm sorry. It's just that that creature
means a great deal to me.
Why? Is he endangered?
He is now.
(yawns)
(coos)
(gasps)
Oof!
Now, I know you all like marmalade,
but this is my sandwich.
Erm, you're not using those ear brushes
to clean your mouth, are you, Mr Brown?
- Peculiar habit.
- (groans / spits)
Morning!
Awesome.
(Henry) Jonathan.
Don't even think about it.
34 per cent of pre-breakfast accidents
involve banisters.
- But Paddington...
- I don't care what Paddington...
(crash)
(phone rings)
- (switches vacuum cleaner on)
- Whoa.
- (Judy) It's so annoying, Mum.
- (Mary) What is, pumpkin?
All my bathroom stuff is mined.
Well, I've never liked you
using harsh chemicals, darling.
They play havoc on people's skin.
- Morning, Judy.
- Hello.
- Why is Dad so boring and annoying?
- (Henry) It's for your own good.
(Mary) Be nice, darlings.
All I was trying to do was wash my face.
Oh.
Better?
(Henry) Come on, you two,
or you'll be late for school.
(man) Heck of a racket
coming from your way last night, Brown.
Hello, Mr Curry.
I'm sorry if we disturbed you.
Good morning.
- I don't believe I've had the pleasure.
- Mr Curry, this is Paddington.
- He's a bear.
- I can see that.
- You must be a long way from home.
- I'm from Darkest Peru.
- Oh.
- Don't worry, Mr Curry, he's going.
Just as well. Don't want to be kept up
by any of your loud jungle music.
Don't tell anyone at school
about Paddington.
Why not?
Because everyone thinks
we're weird enough without the bear.
♪ Ba, ba, ba, ba
♪ Ba, ba, ba, ba
(market traders shout)
♪ Ba, ba, ba, ba...
(Paddington) Hello there.
- (dog barks)
- Ooh! Dog!
Where's that bear? Now, watch out.
There are thieves, murderers
and pickpockets on every platform.
So follow us
- and do exactly as you're told.
- Right-o.
Ah. Thank you.
Officer.
Hmm.
(music stops abruptly)
So, about the authorities.
I've printed off directions.
Oh. Laminated.
- The green arrows are to make...
- Thank you, darling.
I know exactly where I'm going.
- Where's Paddington?
- What?
Oh! Paddington.
(all) Paddington!
Hmm...
Oh!
Hmm!
♪ Wow, I feel good
♪ I knew that I would now
♪ I feel good
♪ I knew that I would now
♪ So good
♪ So good
♪ I got you
Paddington?
Paddington!
- Over here!
- Coming.
(slow-motion yell)
(dog whines)
(grunts)
That one's mine, thank you.
I assume he's yours.
(Mary) Tell you what, Paddington.
It's not far to my friend's
antiques shop. Why don't we walk?
- (German man) Ah, Mrs Brown. Come in.
- (Paddington) You must be Mr Gruber.
And you must be the young gentleman
whose hat sounds so fascinating.
Welcome. You're just in time
for elevenses.
(clock chimes)
(train horn)
Every morning it arrives at 11 o'clock,
bringing salvation.
Just like a train that I took
many years ago.
- Really?
- Oh, yes. You see,
there was a lot of trouble
in my country.
So my parents sent me
all the way across Europe,
when I was not much older
than you are now.
Was it hard to find a home?
(Mr Gruber)
I had a great-aunt who took me in.
(woman) Master Gruber?
(Mr Gruber) But I soon learnt a home
is more than a roof over your head.
My body had travelled very fast
but my heart...
...she took a little longer to arrive.
Hmm.
But now I should like
to take a look at your hat.
- Oh, thank you.
- Unusual colour.
But it is hard to say how much of that
is original and how much...
Marmalade?
My uncle always kept
a marmalade sandwich in his hat
in case of emergency.
You're pulling my legs off.
What a splendid idea.
(Mr Gruber)
Ooh. Now, if you look carefully,
you can see your hat
has been hand stitched,
which suggests it is one of a kind.
- (Mary) Really?
- Yes.
Hello there.
- Oh, wait a minute.
- It's very subtle.
- Oh, Paddington!
- The gentleman dropped his wallet!
Where is he?
- (cyclist) Mind out!
- Stop!
Come back!
What's he doing?
- Excuse me. Coming through.
- (woman) Careful!
Just trying to return
some lost property.
(man) Hey, what are you doing?
(woman) Whoa!
Sorry! (yells)
(man) Oi, come back!
(blows whistle)
Some kind of tiny police bear.
- You!
- (blows whistle)
What are you doing?
(through whistle)
Trying to return some lost property.
Get away from here! Leave my dog alone!
Do you want a biscuit?
Charlie Delta. Officer in distress.
Urgent assistance required. Go, go, go.
(police siren)
(yells I van horn)
(Screams)
(sat nav) In 100 yards, bear left.
(Paddington) I've got your wallet!
(car horn)
Whoa-hum
It's actually quite good fun. Ah.
(groans)
The Winter's Tale
contains Shakespeare's
most famous stage direction:
- "Exit, pursued by a..."
- Paddington?
- (teacher) Paddington?
- (boy) Look, a bear!
(brakes screech)
(Paddington yells)
You... dropped your wallet.
Gosh, you've got quite a few.
He certainly has.
(all cheer)
No, you don't understand. I was just
trying to return some lost property.
Oh, hello, Judy.
- Do you know that bear?
- Erm...
He's awesome.
- Yeah, he's called Paddington.
- Thank you.
(Paddington) Thank you.
- Well done.
- Bear of the moment!
Oh, really? I just did
what any bear would do.
I can't thank you enough.
That scoundrel has been pocket-picketing
people around here for weeks.
(Mary) He was extraordinary.
(Mr Gruber) And it gave me
a chance to look at his hat.
- You see, this is no ordinary hat.
- (Paddington) No?
No. These markings mean that it was made
for a member of the Geographers' Guild.
What's that?
(Mr Gruber) A very old explorers' club.
- Oh!
- Go and see them in the morning,
and if luck has been smiling
on your face,
they should be able to tell you
who they made it for.
OK. Protein.
- Per biscuit?
- Per biscuit.
- 0.5 grams.
- Yes.
Carbohydrates.
- Per biscuit?
- Per biscuit.
- Is 7.7 grams.
- Yes.
- (man 1) Sodium.
- (man 2) Ooh...
- (man 2) I know this one.
- (man 1) Yeah. Do you?
- (man 2) Is it trace?
- (man 1) Not trace.
(gasps)
It's him! After all these years,
it's really him!
You're stuffed, bear.
- One night, you said. One night!
- I know...
You promised to take him
to the authorities.
- I never promised.
- Well, you very heavily implied it.
I'm sorry, but he was telling the truth.
There really is an explorer.
- What are you doing?
- I'm doing my looking-away face.
- Are you doing the breathing?
- I'm doing the breathing.
All we need to do is take him
to the Geographers' Guild.
- Stop!
- The hand's gone up.
- We've done quite enough for this bear.
- And the voice.
- (Henry) I am taking charge!
- (Mary) You're taking charge?
(Henry) Yes! Paddington
is a danger to this family.
Jonathan is quite irresponsible enough
without throwing a wild animal
into the mix.
Hey, Paddington.
Have you seen the paper?
(Paddington) Gosh.
You've only been in London a day
and you're already famous.
Oh.
I'm sorry if I wasn't very nice before.
It's just it's a new school and I didn't
want everyone to think I was weird.
Oh, I understand, Judy.
It's not easy being somewhere new.
No, it isn't.
(Henry) He put earwax on my toothbrush!
Things can be very different
from how you imagined.
Don't let him bother you. Dad's always
been boring and annoying.
Oh, I don't know about that.
More to your father than meets the eye.
- Like what?
- When I first met him,
he was a very different man.
(rock music)
♪ Get your motor running
Whoo!
- ♪ Head out on the highway
- Wahey!
- ♪ Looking for adventure
- That's my girl.
♪ And whatever comes our way
- Not gonna let this change us, right?
- No way, baby.
- ♪ Born to be wild
- We're having a baby!
(Mary squeals)
(baby cries)
(Mrs Bird) But becoming a father
does strange things to a man.
Be careful, there's a baby here. Step
back, there's a baby coming through.
Could you keep those flowers away,
please? She's too young for pollen.
- Where's the bike, darling?
- This is our new car.
What? It's very beige, isn't it?
It's a calm and neutral colour. Get in.
The point is, your father loves you
very much. Give him a chance.
He might just surprise you.
(Paddington) Oh.
Maybe you and Dad
just need a fresh start.
(Paddington) Hmm.
I suppose I didn't make
the best first impression.
Don't take this the wrong way but...
why don't we try to make you
look a bit more presentable?
Hang on a minute.
You're not talking about...
- ..the facilities?
- (children laugh)
- Relax, Paddington, it's not that bad.
- It is that bad.
Doesn't it rain enough in this city
without having showers in the house?
(grunts)
The point is, we are parents now
and we have to protect our children.
- We do.
- (laughter)
- They're screaming.
- That's the sound of laughter.
Wind. Hot wind. Two hot winds.
(Paddington) I don't like it.
(hairdryers stop)
Well, I hope I don't look weird
after all that.
- Too much?
- Too much.
Too much?
Well, get me a brush, will you?
Ah, there it is.
- That's my old duffle coat.
- Actually, it was mine first.
Well, long before that, it was mine.
- Oh, was it, Mr Brown?
- Really?
- He wore it on his first day at school.
- It's lovely.
Wooden buttons for ease of paw.
And these two sandwich compartments
are an excellent idea.
I must say, it suits you very well.
I never thought
I'd like a human coat, but...
(Mary) You look like one of the family.
You're not going to send Paddington
to the authorities, are you?
You will try the Geographers' Guild?
Yes, alright, we'll see
if they know anything.
- But if it's a dead end...
- I'm sure it won't be.
Thank you very much, Mr Brown.
You must get a lot of strange customers
in here.
You don't know the half of it, love.
I've had bishops, magicians, bears,
contortionists.
Did you say bears?
Yeah. Had one in here last night,
actually.
Oh! How fascinating. I don't suppose
you remember where you took him?
- 'Fraid I can't tell you that, love.
- Why not?
- It's against the Cabbie's Code, innit?
- The what?
The Cabbie's Code!
It's an oath of confidentiality we take.
You know, like your doctors,
your priests, your medieval knights.
You do understand, don't you, love?
Of course.
- (driver whimpers)
- Let me tell you about my code.
When somebody doesn't give me
what I want, I remove their body parts.
I start with the nasal hair.
Ow.
And then I move on to something juicy.
That's my code and I always stick to it.
Do you always stick to yours?
- Well, it's not even really a code.
- No?
It's more a set of guidelines
than a binding ethos.
Then tell me,
where did you take the bear?
- Windsor Gardens!
- Thank you.
I wouldn't go up the Westway this
time of night. You wanna go north...
(screams I splash)
- (Jonathan) Bye, Paddington.
- Goodbye, Jonathan.
- (Judy) Good luck.
- (Mary) Bye, Paddington.
(Paddington) Bye.
I hope you all have a good day.
I really do like these French
sandwiches, Mrs Bird. Very exotic.
- (Mr Curry) Can I help you, son?
- Just a sec.
You've been in there for 47 minutes.
Either a very long call
or you're placing unauthorised
advertising in a public phone box.
I'm terribly sorry.
("Hello" by Lionel Richie)
♪ Hello
♪ Is it me you're looking for?
I can see...
- (song stops abruptly)
- No problem... madam.
Many apologies if I disturbed you.
It's just,
I keep an eye on all
the comings and goings and...
there's been a few unsavoury
characters hanging around.
(Henry) Let's get this
over and done with.
There's even been a bear.
A most unpleasant creature.
As a matter of fact,
that bear is the reason I'm here.
(woman) Welcome to the
Geographers' Guild. Are you members?
(Henry) No, but we are looking for one.
- The name?
- We don't actually know the name,
but we do know he went on an expedition
you funded to Darkest Peru.
(woman) Darkest Peru.
(bell rings)
(bell rings)
(capsule lands I small bell rings)
- Hmm!
- Hmm!
We've never been to Peru.
What? But you must have done.
I can see you're very busy.
Perhaps we could just go and check.
There are over two million letters,
diaries and artefacts up in our archive,
meticulously filed,
and they don't stay that way
by letting strange men
and their bears rummage around.
- Listen...
- I'm going to have to ask you to leave.
Come on then, Paddington.
Paddington?
Paddington?
- Paddington!
- Psst! Mr Brown? In here.
- What are you doing?
- We need to get into that archive.
(sighs)
Paddington,
please don't take this the wrong way,
but are you certain
there was an explorer?
You didn't just find a hat
and make up some...
What? Why are you looking at me
like that?
Is it me or is it hot in here?
Why do I feel so...
- Uncomfortable?
- Hmm.
- Flushed?
- Hmm.
- Queasy?
- Hmm.
It's called a hard stare.
My aunt taught me to do them
when people had forgotten their manners.
- Oh, give me strength.
- Mr Brown, you can trust me.
There really was an explorer.
And if we can find him,
I know he'll give me a home.
A proper home, like yours.
Now I've got an idea.
But I'm going to need your help.
(lift pings)
- This is never going to work.
- (Paddington) Of course it will.
- You look very pretty.
- That's what they'll say in jail.
- Morning.
- (high-pitched) Oh, hello there.
Hold up.
Haven't seen you before, have I?
No, that's right. I'm new.
Hmm... Thought so.
Lovely day, innit?
- Unusually hot.
- Yeah.
- Just like you.
- (giggles)
(he chuckles)
Go on, then. Off you pop.
Right!
Darkest Peru.
- 200 items!
- I knew that lady was hiding something.
(bell rings)
(capsule lands I small bell rings)
(Paddington) What is it'?
It says "record destroyed".
Let's check the others.
(Guard) Oil
New girl.
Is there a problem?
- Forgot to check your pass.
- My p... Oh, my pass. Yes.
Ah. Oh.
- It's an old photograph.
- Ha.
I'm sure you've always been a... Whoa.
0-0-2. Retrieve.
(bell rings I pipe whirs)
(small bell rings)
You've changed a bit.
I lost a lot of weight.
You're telling me.
And the...
I had it lasered.
And the arm's grown back.
It's a false arm.
(pipe whirs / small bell rings)
You really can't feel a thing?
Huh.
- (strained) Nothing.
- Amazing.
Well, I'm just off to the toilet.
See you in a bit.
Mr Brown, I've found something.
That's brilliant. Now let's put
these back and get out of here.
- Er... Mr Brown...
- Ah.
(baguette squeaks through the pipe)
(pipes whistle as pressure builds)
Something's jamming the system.
I think it's a baguette.
Is that peanut butter?
Too orange. I think it's...
Marmalade.
(alarm)
(all gasp)
Hey, you!
(guard) Stop that sexy woman!
Halt!
(small explosion)
- You have a beautiful home, Mr Curry.
- I've lived here all my life.
I inherited it from my mother.
A very distant woman.
And being such a pillar
of the community, I can see why
having that beast move in next door
would upset you so.
I suppose I should be grateful
that it's only one bear.
Oh, but it always starts
with just one, Mr Curry.
Soon, the whole street
will be crawling with them.
Drains clogged with fur.
Buns thrown at old ladies.
Raucous all-night picnics.
- What can we do?
- I have certain connections.
If I can get hold of the bear, I can see
that he's sent where he belongs,
- no questions asked.
- Really?
But I can't do it alone. I need
a strong, capable man to help me.
Me? Oh, now...
If I start hanging around,
people will ask questions.
But you? You could keep an eye on him,
couldn't you? For me?
Of course.
Perfect. So you do that.
Soon as he's alone, we'll pounce.
(Henry) Fire her up, Mr Gruber.
- (Jonathan) You actually broke in?
- That's right.
Sounds incredibly brave.
There's a time for being boring and
annoying, and a time for being a man.
Mr Brown dressed up as a lady
and someone stuck pins in him.
- What?
- It's starting.
- What was that?
- Doesn't matter.
- In a dress?
- No!
Did look like a dress.
More of a housecoat.
Quite liberating, actually.
Darkest Peru.
A vast, unexplored wilderness,
shrouded in mystery. Until now!
(Judy) Is that where you're from?
(Mary) Oh, Paddington, it's incredible.
(sniffs)
(explorer) Goodbye, Lucy.
Goodbye, Pastuzo.
And if you ever make it to London, you
can be sure of a very warm welcome.
I have learnt so much from these bears,
but I wonder what, if anything,
they have learnt from me.
Montgomery Clyde.
(Paddington) Dear Aunt Lucy.
You'll never guess what.
Today I saw a film the explorer made
of Darkest Peru.
I do miss our old home, although I'm
beginning to understand life in London.
The Browns are a curious tribe,
but I rather like them.
The way Mr Brown
arranges his stationery.
The strange objects
Mrs Brown finds in her handbag.
Ah! There you are.
How Mrs Bird has a Hoover
for every occasion.
That Judy can master any language.
Even bear.
(Judy growls)
Wonderful pronunciation.
(Paddington) And how Jonathan
can build almost anything
using only Mr Brown's
educational old toys.
This is amazing!
It's very strange.
I may be about to find the explorer,
but I'm actually beginning
to feel at home here.
Paddington, these books
contain the names and addresses
of all the people who live in London.
If we look up every "M Clyde",
we'll find your explorer.
- Thank you, Mrs Brown.
- (Henry) Let's get cracking.
Wait for me.
I'll see if I can find anything
about Captain Clyde in the library.
I'll come with you. I need to refresh
our marmalade supplies.
Shouldn't someone stay with Paddington?
It's only for a few hours.
You don't need to worry, Mr Brown.
I think I've got the hang of things.
Well, you take care.
- Bye.
- (Paddington) Goodbye.
(Jonathan) Have you ever
driven one of those?
(phone rings)
- Yes'?
- (phone continues to ring)
- Yes?
- Honeypot, this is Fierce Eagle.
- What?
- It's Mr Curry.
I did suggest that we adopt code names.
- Honeypot and Fierce Eagle.
- Yes, of course.
Do you actually have anything to report,
Fierce...?
- Eagle.
- ..Eagle?
Affirmative.
The Furry Menace is home alone.
I repeat,
the Furry Menace is home alone.
I'm on my way.
(doorbell rings)
Honeypot.
- I need to get on the roof.
- Yes.
And after, I wondered if you'd like
to celebrate by dining with me.
I have some meat-paste sandwiches
and pickles.
- Sounds glorious.
- They went off on Tuesday
but you're normally alright for a week.
Mr Curry. The roof?
M Clyde, M Clyde...
Oh, dear. Erm...
Erm...
(grunts)
(phone rings)
Erm...
(grunts)
I'm coming!
Come on, bear.
Just got a bit tied up
with the stationery.
Come on, little bear.
(gasps)
(phone continues to ring)
(grunts)
(Sniffs)
Elephant!
Bear!
- Hide!
- (oven beeps I gas hisses)
(banging)
Darling! Darling!
Honeypot, I'm coming!
(gas hisses)
(Veils)
(smoke alarm beeps)
(Mr Curry) Honeypot! Honeypot!
(siren blares)
(grunts)
(Paddington) But it wasn't my fault.
Who else was in the house?
The door was locked.
- There was an elephant.
- An elephant?
It had the head of an elephant and body
of a snake, but it tried to shoot me!
- Have you been drinking salt water?
- No.
Paddington, tell us
what really happened.
- What?
- We won't be cross.
- Speak for yourself.
- Mrs Brown, you must believe me.
I would never lie to you.
I'm sorry, but that was the last straw.
It was an accident. They happen.
- But the children...
- Paddington's the best thing
that's ever happened to the children.
They're happy.
But what's the point of them being happy
if they're not safe?
He's putting them in danger.
They have to be
our number-one priority.
They are!
They are.
And the worst part is
he won't even tell us the truth.
How can he live with us
if we can't even trust him?
(Mary) I don't know, Henry.
(Henry) We've got to face facts.
This house just isn't the place
for a bear.
(Mary) Perhaps you're right.
Maybe we should take him
to the authorities.
(sighs)
(sighs)
(distant thunder)
♪ Blow, wind, blow
♪ Blow, wind, blow
♪ I was never told the city of London
would be so cold
(sneezes)
(sighs)
(pigeons coo)
(growls)
(grunts I pigeons fly away)
( "Rule, Britannia! ")
Thank you.
(guard shouts in the distance)
Get out of it!
Bloody bears!
♪ I decide to roam
♪ Now I wanted to go back home
(Mary) “Dear Browns.“
"Thank you very much for having me
to stay. You are a very lovely family."
"I'm very sorry
about the flood and the fire...
...and the incident
at the Geographers' Guild."
"I hope that...
...now I have gone,
things will calm down a bit."
"Yours, Paddington."
Well, shall we go after him?
(Henry) It's better this way.
He didn't really belong here.
How can you say that?
Judy.
I'm going to my room.
- Where are you going?
- I just...
I need to know he's OK.
(sighs) You just don't get it, do you?
What?
This family needed that wee bear
every bit as much as he needed you.
There. Said my piece.
(sighs)
Hmm...
Excuse me, I'm looking
for Montgomery Clyde.
I'm sorry, mate, I'm Morgan Clyde.
Ah. Thank you.
(Mary) He's about three foot six.
He's got a bright red hat on
and a blue duffle coat.
And he's a bear.
It's not much to go on.
Really?
- (door buzzer)
- Montgomery Clyde?
I'm Marjorie Clyde, dearie.
(sighs)
Still no news.
In case you're interested.
Right.
(wind blows)
(door buzzer)
- (angry man) Who is it?
- Hello.
I'm looking for Montgomery Clyde.
- Never heard of him.
- But you must have done.
I've tried them all
and you're the last...
Why don't you clear off?
(gust of wind)
(sighs)
(Clyde)
And if you ever make it to London,
you can be sure of a very warm welcome.
(car passes)
Ah!
Please, please, please, please...
(rings doorbell)
- (woman) Hello?
- Hello.
- I'm looking for Montgomery Clyde.
- Well, that's my father.
- The explorer Montgomery Clyde?
- That's right.
Come on in out of the cold.
I'll be right down.
- Oh. Oh, thank you. Thank you!
- (door buzzes)
ls Captain Clyde at home?
(woman) I'm afraid not.
You see, my father is dead.
Oh.
Oh, dear.
(woman) What did you want from him?
He once told my aunt that if ever
we came to London, we'd be welcome.
And I suppose I hoped
he might give me a home.
Oh, but I can do that.
- You can?
- Of course.
A lovely specimen like you
shouldn't be out on the streets.
You belong somewhere very special.
And I know just the place.
Come along.
We're going for a lovely ride.
(Mr Curry) Miss Clyde!
Mr Curry. What do you want?
I found these tied to a lamppost
and I thought waste not, want not.
Channing. Now, if you'll excuse me.
Erm... where exactly are you going?
What concern is it of yours?
- You've got the bear in there.
- And?
It's just, I thought you were
sending him to Peru. But...
(Miss Clyde) I said I was sending him
where he belongs,
which in his case
is the Natural History Museum.
But, Honeypot, that is barbaric.
Mr Curry, I am not your Honeypot.
I never was.
What?
Now take your rotten flowers
and get out of here! Go.
Run!
(phone rings)
- Hello?
- (man) Good evening.
(disguising his voice)
This is an anonymous phone call.
- Oh, hello, Mr Curry.
- It's not Mr Curry! It's Mr...
...Burry.
I have some news
concerning the bear.
What? What do you mean?
- Who is it, Henry?
- It's Mr Curry doing a silly voice.
(Mr Curry) It's Burry!
He says Paddington's been kidnapped!
(tyres screech)
(door slams)
(Paddington) Oh!
(Miss Clyde)
Welcome to your new home, bear.
This is a cathedral of knowledge.
Every major explorer
has added to its glory.
Charles Darwin brought
the giant tortoise from the Galapagos.
Good evening.
Captain Scott,
the emperor penguin from Antarctica.
- Gentlemen.
- Captain Cook,
- the kangaroo from Australia.
- G'day.
Each of these men has been immortalised
through his finds.
But do you see anything from my father?
No.
Because when he met
your oh-so-precious species,
he refused to collect a specimen.
(man) No specimen?
Gentlemen, these were no dumb beasts.
They were intelligent and civilised.
Come off it, Clyde.
They didn't even speak English.
- Well, no, but...
- Did they play cricket?
- Drink tea?
- Do the crossword?
Pretty rum idea of civilisation
you've got, Clyde.
Tell us their location. We'll send
a real explorer to get a specimen.
Never!
(leader) Very well.
You leave me no choice.
This expedition
shall be struck from the records.
Montgomery Clyde,
I hereby revoke your membership
of this hallowed guild.
- (gasps)
- Geographers, turn your backs!
(Miss Clyde)
He could have been rich and famous,
but instead he threw it all away
and he opened a petting zoo.
He put the happiness
of a few furry creatures
above his own flesh and blood.
I vowed that one day I would finish
the job my father never could.
And now, at last, that day has come.
(gasps)
That's right!
I'm going to stuff you, bear.
(gasps)
Ow!
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I see him. And there's not
a moment to lose!
(Henry) How are we going to get in?
It'll be locked up like a fortress.
Sewers. Didn't you say they could
take you anywhere in the city?
Brilliant!
(snares)
(knocks)
You alright, love?
Would you mind helping
a frail old woman?
I've missed my bus.
- Come on in. Come on out of the cold.
- Oh, thank you. You're so kind.
- (banging)
- It's locked from the other side.
Leave it to me.
What use is my old chemistry set?
- (Jonathan) Potassium nitrate, sulphur.
- Hmm?
This stuff is lethal, Dad.
Would you like a wee nip of antifreeze
for the old pacemaker?
No, no, no. Not while I'm on duty.
Oh. Too strong for you, huh?
Oh. Fighting talk. OK. I'll have one.
Three, two, one.
(explosion)
- Jonathan! That's 50,000 volts of...
- I know what I'm doing!
Go for it!
(electricity powers down)
(phone dials)
Go!
(phone rings)
(Mrs Bird laughs)
No, best of three. I wasn't ready.
Come on.
(Pinging tone)
(Judy) It's locked.
- What do we do now?
- I know.
- Henry! Henry, do not go out there!
- Do it, Dad.
Someone has to.
And that someone is me.
Oh, I say!
My hero.
Crikey.
(wind whistles)
(nervously) Oh!
MESH]
Actually, this is insane.
- Dad is properly cool.
- He certainly is.
(he groans)
I give up. I've gotta get back to work.
Look, wait, wait, wait.
Where's your fighting spirit?
Henry!
- (yells)
- Dad!
Thank you.
He's alright.
Good dog. Mwah!
Paddington!
Paddington!
Up here!
Is that you, God?
(Henry) What?
It's just you sound a lot more
like Mr Brown than I imagined.
It is Mr Brown.
Mr Brown!
What are you doing out there?
We've come to rescue you!
You have?
Mr Curry explained everything.
I'm so sorry I didn't believe you.
Sabotage.
(alarm rings)
(glass shatters)
Paddington, get out of there!
(grunts)
(Miss Clyde) Bear!
(dart gun fires)
(bones play musical notes)
(grunts)
Give up, bear!
(lock clicks)
Give up, bear!
(pounds on door)
There's no way out.
(vacuum cleaners beep)
(sucking)
("Mission: Impossible" theme)
(growls)
Henry!
- Where's Paddington?
- I don't know.
- Shh. I can hear something.
- (faint noise)
- That's just the pipes.
- That's not pipes. That's bear.
(growls)
(growls)
- He's going for the roof.
- (Henry) Come on!
(warning beep)
(gasps)
Upstairs.
(growls)
(warning beep)
- We've got you.
- (Paddington) Thank you.
Come on, let's get out of here.
- (Miss Clyde) Not so fast.
- No!
Come on, hand over the bear.
No. We won't do that.
Mrs Brown?
- He's family.
- Family?
You're not even the same species.
It's true.
(Henry) It is true.
And when I first met Paddington,
I wanted nothing to do with him.
But my wonderful wife,
she opened her heart to him
and so did my incredible children.
- And now I have, too.
- Henry...
it doesn't matter that he comes
from the other side of the world
or that he's a different species
or that he has
a worrying marmalade habit.
We love Paddington.
And that makes him family!
And families stick together!
So if you want him,
you'll have to take us all!
OK, then.
- (all gasp)
- When I say "all"...
- I've never stuffed a human, but...
- (Paddington) Wait.
Wait.
- You don't need to do that.
- Paddington!
- No!
- Yes.
That's right. Come, come.
(pigeon coos)
Erm, could I have one last request?
(sighs) What is it?
I'd like a sandwich.
There's one in my hat.
Go on, then.
Thank you.
(Miss Clyde screams)
Whoa!
Who-o-oa!
Nice try, bear!
(Screams)
(slurs) The crew's nest!
Mrs. Bird.
What?
Hey, why didn't you look
where you were going?
Ah, shut your piehole.
(Miss Clyde groans / all laugh)
- Mrs Bird, you saved me.
- Oh!
- Paddington!
- (Mrs Bird) A bear.
Go easy. I have a dreadful headache.
(all laugh)
Hello?
- (Judy) Hi, Dad.
- (Paddington) Hello, Mr Brown.
- Hello.
- What's going on?
What a lovely surprise.
I didn't expect you home so early.
- Something special's going on.
- (Paddington) More sugar.
- Look at this. Hello, everyone.
- Hi, Dad.
- Hi, big fella. What's cooking?
- Marmalade, Mr Brown.
- Go on, have a taste.
- Hmm, delicious.
Just one sandwich contains
all the vitamins and minerals
a bear needs for the whole day.
So does that mean
I don't have to eat vegetables?
- He said "bear", not "boy".
- Sorry, Jonathan.
- Thank you,Judy.
- Judy.
Now, has anyone seen...
Ah, thank you, Mrs Bird.
I think every home
should have a marmalade day.
- (Judy) And a bear.
- (Henry) Especially a bear.
Home.
(Paddington) Dear Aunt Lucy.
I'm sorry I haven't written sooner
but so much has been happening.
I even met the explorer's daughter,
but she tried to stuff me,
so Mrs Bird threw her off a roof.
Millicent Clyde...
The judge didn't think
that prison would do her any good.
So instead, he gave her
community service...
No, please! Anything! Anything but that!
..In the petting zoo.
- Get a move on, dung breath!
- It's not my breath!
(Screams)
Back in Windsor Gardens,
life is very different.
Mrs Bird says it's because
things are finally set fair
and it's had a tremendous effect
on her knees.
Judy's embarrassment is clearing up
and she's even let Mrs Brown meet Tony.
- You can't say anything.
- Of course not.
- You can't touch me.
- I won't touch anyone, darling.
- And you're not gonna cry.
- No! No.
There's just a lot going on
in my heart right now.
We process things very differently,
you and I.
- I know.
- Good.
Mum, this is Tony.
- Welcome to the family.
- Oh. Mum!
Sorry. Sorry. Not crying.
Henry?
I'm sorry about her.
She's weird. Er, but we all are.
Tea, anyone? No? No.
(Paddington) And Mr Brown is helping
Jonathan build an enormous rocket.
Are you sure about this, Dad?
If we're gonna get
this bad boy into orbit,
we're gonna need
all the nitroglycerin.
Although Jonathan worries about his
father's reckless attitude to safety.
Houston, we may have a problem.
Duck!
(explosion)
(Paddington) Mrs Brown says that
in London, everyone is different,
but that means anyone can fit in.
I think she must be right,
because although I don't look like
anyone else, I really do feel at home.
I will never be like other people,
but that's alright.
Because I am a bear.
A bear called Paddington.
(Jonathan) Come on, Paddington!
♪ I had to laugh
till I couldn't laugh no more
♪ Like an old Chinaman out on the floor
♪ Pass me by, hopping like a clown
♪ I told meself
that he rarely go into town
♪ And there was also a rajah gentleman
♪ Americans and British, West Indians
♪ Tell you one thing
that really amused me
♪ Believe it or not
was a pretty Japanese
♪ And they were singing
♪ Ju-ba, ju-ba, a-ju-li-ba
♪ They're jumping here
and they're jumping there
♪ With a boolah boolah boolah boolah
boolah boolah-ee
♪ The people going crazy
(Mrs Bird) Ooh! (laughs)
♪ London is the place for me
♪ London, that lovely city
♪ You could go to France or America
♪ India, Asia or Australia
♪ You're gonna come back to London City
♪ London is the place for me
♪ Well, believe me,
I am speaking broad-mindedly
♪ lam glad to know my mother country
♪ I've been travelling
to countries years ago
♪ But this is the place I want to know
♪ London is the place for me
♪ London is the place for me
♪ To live in London,
you are really comfortable
♪ Because the English people
are very much sociable
♪ They will take you here
and they'll take you there
♪ And make you feel like a millionaire
♪ London is the place for me
♪ London is the place for me
♪ At night, when you have nothing to do
♪ You can take a walk
down Shaftesbury Avenue
♪ There you could laugh and talk
and enjoy the breeze
♪ Admire the beautiful sceneries
♪ London is the place for me
♪ London is the place for me
♪ I cannot complain
of the time I have spent
♪ I mean, my life in London
is really magnificent
♪ I have every comfort and every sport
♪ And my residence is at Hampton Court
♪ London is the place for me
♪ London is the place for me
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