The Adventures of Paddington (2019–…): Season 1, Episode 2 - Paddington Finds a Hobby/Paddington and the Stamp - full transcript

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*THE ADVENTURES OF PADDINGTON*
Season 01 Episode 02

Dear Aunt Lucy,
Episode Title: "Paddington Finds a Hobby" 1 of 2

there are lots of things
you can do here in London.

And, today, I learned
you might be good at something

without even knowing it.

It all started at breakfast.

Oh!

One, two, three and four!

Oh!

- This is perfect!
- Here you go.

Thanks, Mrs. Bird!

Ta-dah!

Stay still for one minute,
you wee spinning top.



Thanks, Mrs. Bird!

Oh!

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Must you do that so loudly, my darling?

Absolutely.

Get this wrong
and I could sprain a vocal cord.

Right now, you're spraining our ears.

Everyone seems in quite a hurry
this morning, Mrs. Brown.

They're getting ready for their hobbies.

Oh. I see.

What's a hobby?

Something Mr. Brown does
to avoid doing the washing up.

Well, there's a little more
to it than that.

A male-voice choir
is a very serious thing.

A hobby is something you do
for fun in your spare time.

What's my hobby, Mrs. Brown?

It can be anything you like.

What do you enjoy doing?

That's easy!

- Eating marmalade sandwiches.
- Hmm.

Not exactly a hobby.

What are you good at?

Other than eating
marmalade sandwiches? Hmm…

- I suppose I don't know.
- Well, let's find out.

Mrs. Brown suggested
that first I try Judy's hobby,

which was something called "gymnastatas"…

"Gymnastacias"…

- Gym…
- Gymnastics.

Ah! I'm afraid I don't know what that is.

It's a sport.
They even do it at the Olympics.

And if you get really good,
you can win a gold medal.

Just watch me and then copy what I do.

Ta-dah!

Wow!

Your turn!

Hum…

Right.

Oh!

Ta-dah!

Oh, oh…

I'm sorry, Judy,

but it seems I'm…

Nowhere near as good as you are.

And I must confess…

…it's made me rather tired.

Maybe we should start
with something simpler,

like a few stretches.

How about touching our toes?

One, two, three, four, five.

Okay, then.

One, two…

Paddington?

- Paddington!
- Oh!

Hello, Judy.

Thank you for the lesson.
Do I get a gold medal now?

Uh… Not quite yet.

It seemed "gymna-ta-tics"
was not for me.

I make spaceships.

Oh! That sounds very complicated.

Not real ones. But they do fly!

You just stick wings onto bottles,
fill them with water,

and then blast them into the sky!

- Well, that sounds like lots of fun.
- It is.

This is my latest one.
It's called Nebula Five.

Oh!

I'll call mine

Marmalade One.

Blast off!

- Wow!
- Yeah! Woohoo!

Oh, that was wonderful!

Let's launch yours.

Marmalade One ready to launch.

Oh!

- Ah!
- Ugh…

Ursa Major this is Ursa Minor,
are you ready for launch? Over.

Yes.

You have to say "over". Over.

Oh, sorry.

Over over.

No, just "over". Over.

That's what I said. Over over.

Over.

Five, four, three,

two, one! Let go now, Paddington!

Oh!

I'm stuck! I used too much glue!

Don't move!

Oh, dear.

Oh, this really isn't good.

Huh?

Uh…

Blast off?

So, Aunt Lucy,

it looked like I wasn't going to be
a rocket scientist either.

Well, your hobby sounds thrilling,
Mrs. Bird.

Motorcycle riding!

That it is, my wee cub!

Where are we off to?

Not so fast, little bear.

To fully appreciate the ride,

we must first make sure
our bike is spick-and-span.

We must clean every last inch!

Cannae be driving all over town
on a dirty hog now, can we?

But I thought
we were riding your motorcycle.

Ach, we are.

But us bikers call our bikes hogs,
because…

Oh, all right, let's just give it a clean.

There! Perfect!

Time to hit the open road!

Time to clean it again.

- And again!
- Oh…

If I'm honest, Aunt Lucy, it wasn't
as thrilling as I first expected.

Perhaps motorcycle riding

wasn't for me either.

And… one, two, three.

Show off.

Thank you, Paddington.
That was… interesting.

Perhaps I should have done
a vocal warm-up.

- Always do…
- …a vocal warm-up!

It seemed, Aunt Lucy,

that maybe I wasn't cut out
for any hobbies at all.

Oh!

Paddington?

Oh, what's the matter, Paddington?

I've tried everything, Mrs. Brown,

the choir, rocket science,

even Judy's "gymnatastics".

And, well…

It seems I'm not very good at anything.

Hmm.

Paddington, have you considered

that maybe the thing you are good at
is trying your best?

Hmm.

That's very nice of you, Mrs. Brown.

But I do rather wish there was a hobby
I was actually good at.

Hmm.

That's it!

Paddington! I've thought
of another hobby you could try.

Really?

Three, two, one!

- Go, Paddington!
- Amazing, Paddington!

So high!

Well done!

- Oh, amazing!
- Go, Paddington!

Wow!

- You did it, Paddington!
- See? You're such a brilliant climber!

Thank you, Mrs. Brown.

Thank you very much.

I'm pleased you found him a hobby,
but did we all have to join in?

You know I'm scared of heights!

It's called being supportive.
And you are hardly off the ground!

Oh! Oh, no! I looked down.
The world's spinning.

Oh! I'm not doing it! I'm not doing it!

And so, Aunt Lucy,
it turned out I had a hobby after all,

and I didn't even know it.

I just needed Mrs. Brown to point it out.

Love from Paddington.

Dear Aunt Lucy,
Episode Title: "Paddington and the Stamp" 2 of 2

there's rather a funny story attached
to the last letter I sent you.

And it started

when I needed a stamp.

Huh.

- Morning, Paddington.
- Morning.

- Marmalade on toast?
- Oh, yes please, Mrs. Bird.

Mr. Brown,
the strangest thing just happened.

I went to fetch a stamp for my letter
to Aunt Lucy from your drawer

and there were none there!

I don't want to alarm anyone.

I think we may have been burgled.

Oh, Paddington,

I think it's more likely
you have used them all.

Hmm.

Now I think about it,
I have sent rather a lot of letters.

I'm sure Mr. Gruber will have a stamp.
We can stop by on our family walk.

Family walk?

Why is this a surprise?
We have one every Saturday.

And we all enjoy it, don't we?

I said, everyone loves our family walks!

- Oh, yeah… sure.
- Yup. Love those family walks.

I'll have to miss the walk this time.

I need to send this letter right away.

I'll have to take the toast to go,
Mrs. Bird.

Here you go.

Thank you!

Oh, can I get some toast to go?

Oh!

- Good morning, Mr. Gruber!
- Oh, oh!

Nice catch.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean to alarm you.

Nothing broken.

Now, there is a very
interesting story behind this...

I'm sorry, but I'm going
to have to do something frightfully rude.

I'm going to have to interrupt you.

I'm in rather a rush
and I really need a stamp

to put on this letter for Aunt Lucy.
Do you have one?

Of course! Take one from my desk.

And I'll put this somewhere safe.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Gruber.

Ah.

Oh.

Perhaps
I'll take this dusty old one,

so Mr. Gruber can keep his shiny new ones.

Ah.

Hmm?

Ah.

Hmm?

Hmm?

Sorry, Your Majesty.

There.

- Mr. Gruber?
- Ah, Paddington.

When you were at my desk,

you didn't see a small black stamp?

Oh, yes, I did, Mr. Gruber.

Oh, good. Where is it?

Well, hopefully, it's on its way to Peru.

Oh, no! I think you took the wrong stamp.

Did I? I was sure to take an old one

so you could keep the shiny new ones.

It was very old indeed.

A very valuable antique.

And… my favourite.

Oh…

I am sorry, Mr. Gruber.

If I'd known, I wouldn't have taken it.

It's not your fault. Let's not worry.

No, Mr. Gruber, I promise
I will get the stamp back for you.

Hmm.

There must be some way in.

It's locked.

Well, that's disappointing,

but also reassuring to know
they take mail so seriously.

There's nothing for it…

There were quite
a few letters down there, Aunt Lucy,

but only one was sticky with marmalade.

Got it!

Hmm?

It appeared I could only get
my paw out if I let go of the letter.

But if I let go of the letter,
then I would lose the stamp forever!

Pigeonton, I'm stuck. Please get help!

Pigeonton,
that's not help, it's an ice cream!

Wait! I didn't say
I didn't want the ice cream.

I could tell
it was going to be a long day.

Ah! Well, that was a charming walk.
The best one yet!

It was exactly the same as all the others!

Until now! Because, as a big treat…

- Han!
- Yeah?

We're going to walk home
on the other side of the road!

- Great!
- Hurray!

Well, I enjoy our walks.

Is that Paddington?

Paddington!

Oh, thank goodness you found me.

- I was getting rather worried.
- How did you end up like this?

It's a long story.

I put Mr. Gruber's antique stamp
on my letter by mistake,

but I got stuck trying to get it back.

That's the whole story.

Oh! Not that long after all!

I see.

Okay, everyone stand back!

I will sort this problem out.

Ha, ha! Maybe push him all the way in
and send him back to Peru!

Is that a joke, Mr. Curry?

Well, what are you doing?
Why do I feel all hot and insecure?

I'm giving you a hard stare

as you seem
to have forgotten your manners.

Quite right. Very sorry.

Best of luck.

What's happened here?

Uh, Paddington seems
to have got himself a little stuck.

Nonsense.
Just needs a bit of elbow grease.

Nope. Stuck he is.

Paddington, do you have
your emergency marmalade sandwich?

Of course, Judy,
I never leave home without it.

Brilliant! Here's my plan.

We take the sandwich,
rub the butter on his arm,

give him a big pull
and he'll pop right out!

That's a wonderful idea, Judy.

Oh!

- Oh, love, it was a very good idea.
- Not as good as mine!

We get a rope,
tie one end to Paddington

and the other end to a T-Rex!

The T-Rex runs as fast as he can
and pulls Paddington out!

Then I keep the T-Rex as a pet.

Good idea, but, of course,
dinosaurs don't exist anymore.

But my bike does!

We tie the rope to my bumper,
give it some throttle,

Paddington shoots out,
lands in the sidecar

and we drive off into the sunset.

Yes. Sounds a little dangerous, Mrs. Bird.

How about we all just pull at once?

Yeah, let's go with that.

- Sounds good.
- Yeah, sure. Why not?

Heave-ho!

Stop it! I'm going to slip a disc!

Well, thank you for trying.

If I could open my paw,
things would be different.

You've been holding the letter
this whole time?

Yes, Mr. Brown.

Right. Did any of us realise that?

- Uh, no.
- No.

- Me neither.
- And nobody thought to check?

Did you?

Uh… That's not important.

Look, Paddington, we can't get you out
if you are still holding onto the letter.

You need to let it go.

Oh, I'm sorry, everyone,
but I promised Mr. Gruber

I would get the stamp back for him.

You tried your best, Paddington.
Mr. Gruber won't be angry with you.

But I'll be angry with myself.

I'll just have to be stuck here forever.

Or you could let go of the letter
and wait for the postie to come.

Okay, Judy. I'm letting go.

One last heave!

- Oh, thank you!
- Are you okay?

I rather banged my knee, actually.

I meant Paddington.

Yes, just a bit of a sore arm.

Oh, no! The postman!

Oh! Oh!

She's taken my letter!

Stop! Wait!

And so, Mr. Gruber,
the stamp is gone.

I did try my best.

I hope you can forgive me.

Paddington, there is nothing to forgive.

That old stamp is doing exactly
what a stamp is supposed to do.

Now it's sending
a lovely letter to your Aunt Lucy.

And that's more valuable than anything.

A letter to Aunt Lucy?

I think I've just had an idea.

So, Aunt Lucy,

I was going to ask,
if it's not too much bother,

could you please send back
the stamp from my last letter?

Because it would mean
so much to Mr. Gruber.

And I promised to give it back.

And like you always said,
"a promise is a promise".

Love from Paddington.

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