The Adventures of Paddington (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 15 - Paddington's First Chinese New Year / Paddington and the Missing Tickets - full transcript
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*THE ADVENTURES OF PADDINGTON*
Season 01 Episode 15
Dear Aunt Lucy,
Episode Title: "Paddington's First Chinese New Year" 1 of 2
you once told me that I might
miss home from time to time.
Well, today I discovered
I'm not the only one.
It all started when we spotted
something unusual in the park.
Wow!
I've heard of flying fish,
but I didn't expect to see one here!
It's a kite, Paddington.
Oh, I see!
You know looking through your paws
isn't the same
as using real binoculars?
Oh, yes, but I left
my binoculars at home today,
because I didn't know
we'd be doing any spying.
Miss Potts!
Oh, no! My kite!
Don't worry, Miss Potts.
I'll catch it!
By the way, we weren't spying on you.
- Huh?
- Uh…
Whoa! Paddington! What's up?
Miss Potts' kite!
Got it!
Oh!
Whoa!
Excuse me! Coming through!
Huh?
Oh, no!
- Paddington!
- You OK?
That was very uplifting.
So, do you like kite-flying,
Miss Potts?
What? No, no, no.
Well, only today. It's my way
of marking the New Year.
New Year? I remember
staying up very late with the Browns
to say "Happy New Year",
but that can't have been
a whole year ago.
Ah, that's because in China,
where I grew up,
the New Year is celebrated later.
Oh, I see. But nobody was flying
goldfish kites either.
Well, no, they wouldn't.
But, in China, goldfish
are said to being good luck
and are often flown as kites
at New Year.
When I was little,
my whole family would get together
and the celebrations
would go on for days.
Oh, it was wonderful!
I don't think I've ever seen you
smile like that before.
Well, there's no sense
dwelling on it, I suppose.
The Chinese New Year celebrations
back home end tonight anyway.
There's always next year.
Miss Potts was putting on
a brave face, Aunt Lucy,
but I could tell
she was a little sad about missing
the big Chinese New Year celebrations.
And that gave me an idea.
Chinese New Year, eh? Yes.
I believe I do have
a book on it here.
It was a large green one,
as I recall.
Where is it?
Whoa!
Whoa!
Huh?
The green book!
Mr. Gruber! I… Whoa!
Got it!
Maybe we could decorate Miss Potts'
front room for her. Like that!
Or we could make her
some yummy Chinese dumplings!
Those both sound like terrific ideas.
Or we could make a giant dragon.
I do love the dragon idea,
Paddington.
But it's going to take a lot of work
to make it by tonight.
But Mr. Gruber's book also said
that the dragon dance
is thought to bring great good luck.
Yes, but we haven't made it yet.
Precisely. We need to make the dragon
so that we can do the dance
in order to get the good luck
we need to make the dragon.
For starters, we'll need lots
of red material to cover the body.
See? Our luck's changing already.
OK, Sofia says we're welcome
to borrow some of her table cloths,
as long as we don't disturb anyone.
Great!
I suppose
we'll have to wait till he's finished.
We don't have time.
We'll have to make do without.
I know. I saw a magician
do this trick once,
where he whipped the cloth away
without anything falling over.
Looked easy.
Hello, Mr. Curry. Don't mind me.
I won't disturb you.
Prepare to be amazed!
Bear!
Hmm?
Oh, dear.
With a spot of paint,
these will look just like dragon's eyes.
Hold her steady, please!
I will, if Jonathan
would just let me row.
But I want a go. It's my turn!
- Whoa!
- Thank you.
- Got it, Paddington?
- Yes… and no.
Bear overboard!
Oh, no!
Oh!
I'm sorry, Paddington.
Are you dry now?
Yes.
But I do appear to have
picked up a somewhat pondy scent.
Hey!
Do we need horns for this dragon?
Brilliant.
And luckily it looks like
someone's just left them here.
Right. Time to paint the railings.
Safety first. The cones.
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven.
Wait a minute. There's two missing!
Excuse me. Where are you going?
Come back! You can't go in there!
I can't wait to see
the look on Miss Potts' face
when she sees the dragon
we're going to make for her.
Hello, Mrs. Brown.
It's Miss Potts!
What's she doing here?
Drum lesson!
But if she sees all this,
it'll ruin the surprise!
Goodness me!
All ready and prepared for once,
Judy?
Must be my lucky day.
Just keen to learn, Miss Potts.
- Very good!
- Atchoo!
Why don't we start with...?
Judy!
Oh, rock'n'roll!
Go, go, go!
Quick!
Now, once more with a little less
enthusiasm, please, Judy.
It was at that moment, Aunt Lucy,
that I realised I didn't know how
to make a giant dragon after all.
Uh, sorry, Paddington.
I'm not that good at arts and crafts.
- Oh.
- Ahem.
Did somebody say arts and crafts?
Yes!
There!
Oh, I do hope Mrs. Potts likes it.
The dragon is rather impressive.
Yeah, and Miss Potts is right here,
so we can surprise her now.
Don't worry, Miss Potts has gone.
Wow! Nice dragon.
Gone? Oh, no!
Miss Potts!
Happy New… Wait!
Oh! Oh! Whoa!
Paddington?
Happy New Year, Miss Potts!
Wow!
Aaah!
Ooh, very nice.
Whoa!
Hmm? Hmm.
- Happy New Year, Mr. Curry!
- Aaah!
Oh, no! Not again!
- Whoa!
- Paddington!
Grab hold of the kite, Paddington!
Got it!
- Whoa!
- I've got you!
Ooh!
Excuse me, Mr. Gruber!
Miss Potts?
Oh, my!
Coming through!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Paddington, because of you,
I have never had
a Chinese New Year like it.
Oh! Oh, dear.
It's the most fun I've had
since I was a girl!
But we can't finish
Chinese New Year like this.
There's one more thing we need.
A family feast!
Wow!
My way of saying thank you
to you all.
Especially you, Paddington.
Thank you, Miss Potts.
Oh!
Excuse paws.
- These look nice!
- Delicious!
- Smells so good!
- You've excelled yourself!
And so, Aunt Lucy,
even though the surprise
didn't exactly go to plan,
I think Miss Potts appreciated it.
She said
it made her feel at home again,
which is just how I feel
here in Windsor Gardens.
Love from Paddington.
Next ----> 2 of 2
Dear Aunt Lucy,
Episode Title: "Paddington and the Missing Tickets" 2 of 2
this week, I learned that while
you are looking for one thing,
you might find something else
that's even better.
It all started
when Mr. Brown said…
Still eating? Come on, clean up!
We're going to miss the circus.
Dad, it doesn't start for ages.
Yes, but we want good seats.
It's Paddington's first time, remember?
I'm very excited.
I've read about circuses in books
and I've always wanted to see a real one.
You're going to love it!
We've only been once before
and it was amazing!
Pretty cool of old dad to buy up
the last few tickets, hey?
These things sell out
remarkably quickly, these tickets.
Tickets? Tickets? Tickets?
- Dad, where are the tickets?
- Please say you haven't lost them.
Well, "lost" is a strong word.
I may have
temporarily misplaced them.
When I can't find something,
Aunt Lucy always asks me
to think about where I saw it last.
Good thinking, Paddington.
Yes.
I remember having them at breakfast.
Then I took out the bins,
went to the café,
Mr. Gruber's and the Town Hall.
So they could be anywhere,
basically, Dad.
Don't worry, Mr. Brown.
If we all help,
we're bound to find them.
Search the house,
we'll search everywhere else.
Thanks Paddington.
I'm sorry, everyone,
but I'm sure they'll turn up.
Tickets? Tickets, tickets, tickets,
tickets, tickets, tickets!
Poor Mr. Brown.
He looked very worried.
It's classic Dad.
He makes a really big effort
to do something nice,
but then forgets some detail
that ruins the whole thing.
Like the time
he volunteered to be
the cameraman for our school play,
but accidentally
held the camera back to front.
Or the time he took me
on a fishing holiday,
but forgot the fishing rods
and the oars.
Help!
I'm sure things
will be different this time.
I really do want to see the circus.
Ah, no, I'm sorry.
I haven't seen any circus tickets.
Perhaps if we retrace his steps.
Well, that's easy, Mr. Brown
does the same thing each week.
He collects the oranges
for Paddington's marmalade…
Oh!
…tries to choose a healthy snack,
gives up,
and orders a chocolate cake.
Then he tries my stew.
I know how he loves my spicy stew!
Un momento.
Loves spicy food?
Spicy food makes Dad ill.
It sure does.
He doesn't want to offend Mum,
so he eats it anyway.
Says he's super grateful she gets
Paddington's oranges for him.
- They're from Peru.
- Really?
I had no idea Mr. Brown went to
so much trouble to get my oranges.
They're a taste of home.
Ah!
I really must thank him.
And thank you, Sofia!
Anything for my favourite family.
Now come try some stew!
I must say it smells delicious.
- That's rather nice!
- Wonderful!
And the ghost peppers
aren't too strong?
They can creep up on you.
Yes, now you mention it,
there is a mild burning sensation.
Could I perhaps have some water?
Water! Water!
No, Paddington!
That's chilli sauce!
Ah!
Hmm.
What's going on? Every time
you plan a day out with the children,
the house looks like a building site.
Ah… What have you lost?
Well, "lost" is a strong word.
- The tickets.
- Oh, dear.
Right.
Have you looked behind the sofa cushions?
That's where lost things usually turn up.
Oh, good idea!
Oh, there are
some amazing things in here!
Honestly, darling,
you are always losing things.
How hard is it to keep things safe?
Is this the card for my mother
that you said you'd posted?
What? No, of course not.
No. You keep looking.
I just have to pop out.
Do we have any stamps?
Mr. Gruber
hadn't seen the tickets either
and we were starting to worry
that we'd never find them.
- We're running out of time!
- No, no.
We must keep looking.
A first trip to the circus
is a very special thing.
I still remember
the first time I went to the circus.
Oh, the lights, the spectacle…
The applause!
OK, let's keep looking.
Hmm.
Hmm.
Ah, Jonathan. Your train.
Train?
A limited edition age-of-steam train
your father ordered this morning.
Ah, he has been
searching for that all over London.
He has? I had no idea Dad even knew
I was looking for that one.
I never realised
he listens so carefully to me.
Whoa!
Ooh!
Ooh, well done, Pad!
Come on, tickets! Tickets…
Oh…
Mr. Brown!
Get your hands out of my dustbin!
Sorry, Mr. Curry.
I'm just looking for...
I don't care what you're looking for.
My bin is my property!
And I'd thank you to leave it alone.
Quite right. Sorry, Mr. Curry.
Won't touch it again.
Oh, great timing, Mrs. Bird.
Can I check your sidecar?
I wonder if I dropped something
when you gave me a lift earlier.
Of course! What are we looking for?
Circus tickets.
What?
Hmm.
Technically, it was the bike
that touched your bin.
Miss Potts!
We think Mr. Brown may have dropped
tickets here earlier.
Have you seen them?
We really need to find them soon,
or we'll miss the circus.
Oh, I'm afraid not.
But, let's see. Your father
dropped in your pictures earlier
and then he said
he'd help with the sign,
so went up that ladder
to fasten it for me.
What? Dad went up there?
That can't be right.
He's terrified of heights.
He was rather nervous,
but he said he wanted to make sure
everything looked perfect
for your show, Judy.
Do be careful, Paddington.
That ladder's very high.
Don't worry, Miss Potts.
Bears are excellent climbers.
Oh!
Whoa!
Paddington!
Whoa!
Would one of you
be able to help me down?
Sorry about the banners.
- I'll have them back up in a jiffy.
- Don't worry. I'll put them back.
I can't believe Dad climbed
all the way up there for me,
even though
he must have been so scared.
Yeah,
but I doubt it went as badly as this.
Actually, this is exactly
what happened to Mr. Brown.
Any luck?
Me neither.
So, we really aren't
going to the circus?
I'm so sorry.
I've really let you all down.
It was supposed to be
such a wonderful afternoon!
But it was a wonderful afternoon,
Mr. Brown.
We got to see something
a lot better than the circus.
We got to see just how much
you do for us every day.
You might forget
the little things,
but you never forget
what's really important to us.
You spent your whole morning
doing nice things for us
and we think you're great.
We're so lucky to have you.
Oh, I certainly feel
very lucky to have all of you.
You were all so excited,
especially you, Paddington.
I've waited this long, Mr. Brown,
what's one more year?
Anyway, Paddington treated us
to a sort of circus today.
We've seen an amazing
swinging trapeze, crazy juggling
and fire-breathing!
Ah… Sofia's stew?
Yes. It is a challenging snack.
Well, I think this calls for
marmalade sandwiches all round.
Hmm?
Mr. Brown, look!
The tickets!
Oh, great work, Paddington!
How on Earth did they end up there?
I think I know.
We must have put them away
with the lunch things earlier.
Losing the tickets
wasn't your fault at all, Dad.
- It was ours.
- Come on!
We just about have time
to make it if we rush!
I must say, it's nice for it
not to be my fault for a change.
So, it seems that it's easy
to forget all the little things
that parents do for us every day.
Yes, you're quite right, Judy.
These are, in fact,
for tomorrow afternoon.
And the circus was just as amazing
as Mr. Gruber said it would be.
In fact, maybe even better.
Love from Paddington.
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Paddington Bear ♪
♪ Paddington ♪
♪ Paddington Bear ♪
♪ Paddington ♪
♪ Paddington ♪
♪ Paddington Bear ♪
♪ He came from Peru ♪
♪ To be with me and you ♪
♪ He's a very rare sort of bear ♪
♪ P-A-D-D-I-N-G-T-O-N
Paddington Bear ♪
♪ P-A-D-D-I-N-G-T-O-N ♪
♪ Paddington Bear ♪
The Adventures of PADDINGTON BEAR
*THE ADVENTURES OF PADDINGTON*
Season 01 Episode 15
Dear Aunt Lucy,
Episode Title: "Paddington's First Chinese New Year" 1 of 2
you once told me that I might
miss home from time to time.
Well, today I discovered
I'm not the only one.
It all started when we spotted
something unusual in the park.
Wow!
I've heard of flying fish,
but I didn't expect to see one here!
It's a kite, Paddington.
Oh, I see!
You know looking through your paws
isn't the same
as using real binoculars?
Oh, yes, but I left
my binoculars at home today,
because I didn't know
we'd be doing any spying.
Miss Potts!
Oh, no! My kite!
Don't worry, Miss Potts.
I'll catch it!
By the way, we weren't spying on you.
- Huh?
- Uh…
Whoa! Paddington! What's up?
Miss Potts' kite!
Got it!
Oh!
Whoa!
Excuse me! Coming through!
Huh?
Oh, no!
- Paddington!
- You OK?
That was very uplifting.
So, do you like kite-flying,
Miss Potts?
What? No, no, no.
Well, only today. It's my way
of marking the New Year.
New Year? I remember
staying up very late with the Browns
to say "Happy New Year",
but that can't have been
a whole year ago.
Ah, that's because in China,
where I grew up,
the New Year is celebrated later.
Oh, I see. But nobody was flying
goldfish kites either.
Well, no, they wouldn't.
But, in China, goldfish
are said to being good luck
and are often flown as kites
at New Year.
When I was little,
my whole family would get together
and the celebrations
would go on for days.
Oh, it was wonderful!
I don't think I've ever seen you
smile like that before.
Well, there's no sense
dwelling on it, I suppose.
The Chinese New Year celebrations
back home end tonight anyway.
There's always next year.
Miss Potts was putting on
a brave face, Aunt Lucy,
but I could tell
she was a little sad about missing
the big Chinese New Year celebrations.
And that gave me an idea.
Chinese New Year, eh? Yes.
I believe I do have
a book on it here.
It was a large green one,
as I recall.
Where is it?
Whoa!
Whoa!
Huh?
The green book!
Mr. Gruber! I… Whoa!
Got it!
Maybe we could decorate Miss Potts'
front room for her. Like that!
Or we could make her
some yummy Chinese dumplings!
Those both sound like terrific ideas.
Or we could make a giant dragon.
I do love the dragon idea,
Paddington.
But it's going to take a lot of work
to make it by tonight.
But Mr. Gruber's book also said
that the dragon dance
is thought to bring great good luck.
Yes, but we haven't made it yet.
Precisely. We need to make the dragon
so that we can do the dance
in order to get the good luck
we need to make the dragon.
For starters, we'll need lots
of red material to cover the body.
See? Our luck's changing already.
OK, Sofia says we're welcome
to borrow some of her table cloths,
as long as we don't disturb anyone.
Great!
I suppose
we'll have to wait till he's finished.
We don't have time.
We'll have to make do without.
I know. I saw a magician
do this trick once,
where he whipped the cloth away
without anything falling over.
Looked easy.
Hello, Mr. Curry. Don't mind me.
I won't disturb you.
Prepare to be amazed!
Bear!
Hmm?
Oh, dear.
With a spot of paint,
these will look just like dragon's eyes.
Hold her steady, please!
I will, if Jonathan
would just let me row.
But I want a go. It's my turn!
- Whoa!
- Thank you.
- Got it, Paddington?
- Yes… and no.
Bear overboard!
Oh, no!
Oh!
I'm sorry, Paddington.
Are you dry now?
Yes.
But I do appear to have
picked up a somewhat pondy scent.
Hey!
Do we need horns for this dragon?
Brilliant.
And luckily it looks like
someone's just left them here.
Right. Time to paint the railings.
Safety first. The cones.
One, two, three, four,
five, six, seven.
Wait a minute. There's two missing!
Excuse me. Where are you going?
Come back! You can't go in there!
I can't wait to see
the look on Miss Potts' face
when she sees the dragon
we're going to make for her.
Hello, Mrs. Brown.
It's Miss Potts!
What's she doing here?
Drum lesson!
But if she sees all this,
it'll ruin the surprise!
Goodness me!
All ready and prepared for once,
Judy?
Must be my lucky day.
Just keen to learn, Miss Potts.
- Very good!
- Atchoo!
Why don't we start with...?
Judy!
Oh, rock'n'roll!
Go, go, go!
Quick!
Now, once more with a little less
enthusiasm, please, Judy.
It was at that moment, Aunt Lucy,
that I realised I didn't know how
to make a giant dragon after all.
Uh, sorry, Paddington.
I'm not that good at arts and crafts.
- Oh.
- Ahem.
Did somebody say arts and crafts?
Yes!
There!
Oh, I do hope Mrs. Potts likes it.
The dragon is rather impressive.
Yeah, and Miss Potts is right here,
so we can surprise her now.
Don't worry, Miss Potts has gone.
Wow! Nice dragon.
Gone? Oh, no!
Miss Potts!
Happy New… Wait!
Oh! Oh! Whoa!
Paddington?
Happy New Year, Miss Potts!
Wow!
Aaah!
Ooh, very nice.
Whoa!
Hmm? Hmm.
- Happy New Year, Mr. Curry!
- Aaah!
Oh, no! Not again!
- Whoa!
- Paddington!
Grab hold of the kite, Paddington!
Got it!
- Whoa!
- I've got you!
Ooh!
Excuse me, Mr. Gruber!
Miss Potts?
Oh, my!
Coming through!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Paddington, because of you,
I have never had
a Chinese New Year like it.
Oh! Oh, dear.
It's the most fun I've had
since I was a girl!
But we can't finish
Chinese New Year like this.
There's one more thing we need.
A family feast!
Wow!
My way of saying thank you
to you all.
Especially you, Paddington.
Thank you, Miss Potts.
Oh!
Excuse paws.
- These look nice!
- Delicious!
- Smells so good!
- You've excelled yourself!
And so, Aunt Lucy,
even though the surprise
didn't exactly go to plan,
I think Miss Potts appreciated it.
She said
it made her feel at home again,
which is just how I feel
here in Windsor Gardens.
Love from Paddington.
Next ----> 2 of 2
Dear Aunt Lucy,
Episode Title: "Paddington and the Missing Tickets" 2 of 2
this week, I learned that while
you are looking for one thing,
you might find something else
that's even better.
It all started
when Mr. Brown said…
Still eating? Come on, clean up!
We're going to miss the circus.
Dad, it doesn't start for ages.
Yes, but we want good seats.
It's Paddington's first time, remember?
I'm very excited.
I've read about circuses in books
and I've always wanted to see a real one.
You're going to love it!
We've only been once before
and it was amazing!
Pretty cool of old dad to buy up
the last few tickets, hey?
These things sell out
remarkably quickly, these tickets.
Tickets? Tickets? Tickets?
- Dad, where are the tickets?
- Please say you haven't lost them.
Well, "lost" is a strong word.
I may have
temporarily misplaced them.
When I can't find something,
Aunt Lucy always asks me
to think about where I saw it last.
Good thinking, Paddington.
Yes.
I remember having them at breakfast.
Then I took out the bins,
went to the café,
Mr. Gruber's and the Town Hall.
So they could be anywhere,
basically, Dad.
Don't worry, Mr. Brown.
If we all help,
we're bound to find them.
Search the house,
we'll search everywhere else.
Thanks Paddington.
I'm sorry, everyone,
but I'm sure they'll turn up.
Tickets? Tickets, tickets, tickets,
tickets, tickets, tickets!
Poor Mr. Brown.
He looked very worried.
It's classic Dad.
He makes a really big effort
to do something nice,
but then forgets some detail
that ruins the whole thing.
Like the time
he volunteered to be
the cameraman for our school play,
but accidentally
held the camera back to front.
Or the time he took me
on a fishing holiday,
but forgot the fishing rods
and the oars.
Help!
I'm sure things
will be different this time.
I really do want to see the circus.
Ah, no, I'm sorry.
I haven't seen any circus tickets.
Perhaps if we retrace his steps.
Well, that's easy, Mr. Brown
does the same thing each week.
He collects the oranges
for Paddington's marmalade…
Oh!
…tries to choose a healthy snack,
gives up,
and orders a chocolate cake.
Then he tries my stew.
I know how he loves my spicy stew!
Un momento.
Loves spicy food?
Spicy food makes Dad ill.
It sure does.
He doesn't want to offend Mum,
so he eats it anyway.
Says he's super grateful she gets
Paddington's oranges for him.
- They're from Peru.
- Really?
I had no idea Mr. Brown went to
so much trouble to get my oranges.
They're a taste of home.
Ah!
I really must thank him.
And thank you, Sofia!
Anything for my favourite family.
Now come try some stew!
I must say it smells delicious.
- That's rather nice!
- Wonderful!
And the ghost peppers
aren't too strong?
They can creep up on you.
Yes, now you mention it,
there is a mild burning sensation.
Could I perhaps have some water?
Water! Water!
No, Paddington!
That's chilli sauce!
Ah!
Hmm.
What's going on? Every time
you plan a day out with the children,
the house looks like a building site.
Ah… What have you lost?
Well, "lost" is a strong word.
- The tickets.
- Oh, dear.
Right.
Have you looked behind the sofa cushions?
That's where lost things usually turn up.
Oh, good idea!
Oh, there are
some amazing things in here!
Honestly, darling,
you are always losing things.
How hard is it to keep things safe?
Is this the card for my mother
that you said you'd posted?
What? No, of course not.
No. You keep looking.
I just have to pop out.
Do we have any stamps?
Mr. Gruber
hadn't seen the tickets either
and we were starting to worry
that we'd never find them.
- We're running out of time!
- No, no.
We must keep looking.
A first trip to the circus
is a very special thing.
I still remember
the first time I went to the circus.
Oh, the lights, the spectacle…
The applause!
OK, let's keep looking.
Hmm.
Hmm.
Ah, Jonathan. Your train.
Train?
A limited edition age-of-steam train
your father ordered this morning.
Ah, he has been
searching for that all over London.
He has? I had no idea Dad even knew
I was looking for that one.
I never realised
he listens so carefully to me.
Whoa!
Ooh!
Ooh, well done, Pad!
Come on, tickets! Tickets…
Oh…
Mr. Brown!
Get your hands out of my dustbin!
Sorry, Mr. Curry.
I'm just looking for...
I don't care what you're looking for.
My bin is my property!
And I'd thank you to leave it alone.
Quite right. Sorry, Mr. Curry.
Won't touch it again.
Oh, great timing, Mrs. Bird.
Can I check your sidecar?
I wonder if I dropped something
when you gave me a lift earlier.
Of course! What are we looking for?
Circus tickets.
What?
Hmm.
Technically, it was the bike
that touched your bin.
Miss Potts!
We think Mr. Brown may have dropped
tickets here earlier.
Have you seen them?
We really need to find them soon,
or we'll miss the circus.
Oh, I'm afraid not.
But, let's see. Your father
dropped in your pictures earlier
and then he said
he'd help with the sign,
so went up that ladder
to fasten it for me.
What? Dad went up there?
That can't be right.
He's terrified of heights.
He was rather nervous,
but he said he wanted to make sure
everything looked perfect
for your show, Judy.
Do be careful, Paddington.
That ladder's very high.
Don't worry, Miss Potts.
Bears are excellent climbers.
Oh!
Whoa!
Paddington!
Whoa!
Would one of you
be able to help me down?
Sorry about the banners.
- I'll have them back up in a jiffy.
- Don't worry. I'll put them back.
I can't believe Dad climbed
all the way up there for me,
even though
he must have been so scared.
Yeah,
but I doubt it went as badly as this.
Actually, this is exactly
what happened to Mr. Brown.
Any luck?
Me neither.
So, we really aren't
going to the circus?
I'm so sorry.
I've really let you all down.
It was supposed to be
such a wonderful afternoon!
But it was a wonderful afternoon,
Mr. Brown.
We got to see something
a lot better than the circus.
We got to see just how much
you do for us every day.
You might forget
the little things,
but you never forget
what's really important to us.
You spent your whole morning
doing nice things for us
and we think you're great.
We're so lucky to have you.
Oh, I certainly feel
very lucky to have all of you.
You were all so excited,
especially you, Paddington.
I've waited this long, Mr. Brown,
what's one more year?
Anyway, Paddington treated us
to a sort of circus today.
We've seen an amazing
swinging trapeze, crazy juggling
and fire-breathing!
Ah… Sofia's stew?
Yes. It is a challenging snack.
Well, I think this calls for
marmalade sandwiches all round.
Hmm?
Mr. Brown, look!
The tickets!
Oh, great work, Paddington!
How on Earth did they end up there?
I think I know.
We must have put them away
with the lunch things earlier.
Losing the tickets
wasn't your fault at all, Dad.
- It was ours.
- Come on!
We just about have time
to make it if we rush!
I must say, it's nice for it
not to be my fault for a change.
So, it seems that it's easy
to forget all the little things
that parents do for us every day.
Yes, you're quite right, Judy.
These are, in fact,
for tomorrow afternoon.
And the circus was just as amazing
as Mr. Gruber said it would be.
In fact, maybe even better.
Love from Paddington.
Soft rock music...
♪ P-A-D-D-I-N-G-T-O-N,
Paddington Bear ♪