♪ Left peru and sailed
to england alone ♪
♪ There he met the browns
♪ And they took him home
♪ Now a new life has begun
♪ He's windsor gardens'
favorite son ♪
♪ Cause he always does his
best to help everyone ♪
♪ When a problem appears
♪ He never misses a b*at
♪ And always finds a way
to land on his feet ♪
♪ He has his very own
unique point of view ♪
♪ Looks at everything
as if it's brand-new ♪
♪ He is friendly and polite
♪ And he tries to
do things right ♪
♪ But he gets in sticky messes
♪ Just the same
♪ He's curious and
speaks his mind ♪
♪ But trouble's never
far behind ♪
♪ It's paddington bear
he's one of a kind ♪♪
-I'm paddington bear!
- What a lovely afternoon!
I do hope paddington
is enjoying himself.
-He told me he was going to
read a book this afternoon.
-Really? I'm not sure I
like the sound of that.
He told me he'd be
watching television.
-There's nothing in this
world like granny green's
Smooth silky delicate old
fashioned butter toffee.
-You can say that again,
mrs. Green.
Mine's nothing like it.
[ Sniffing ]
-What's that peculiar smell?
-Smells like trouble,
if you ask me.
-Now pour the delectable toffee
Into a waiting saucepan.
Don't mind if it's
a little sticky...
Just let it ooze...
Isn't that wonderful?
-It's not wonderful, it's stuck.
-Yummy,yummy!
Now get your spoon.
You'll want
to taste your toffee.
Mmm...superb!
-My toffee wasn't anything
like granny green's.
And I didn't know how
she cooked things so quickly.
-And don't forget our delicious
golden brown apple pie
To have with our toffee.
Here's one I prepared earlier.
-Now she tells me.
-Delectable toffee...
-I can hear voices.
Oh, I just wish
I had brought the key.
I think we'd better
try the back door.
I can't see a thing.
The window's all fogged up.
-It looks awfully hard,
mrs. Green.
-Go on, have a little taste.
It doesn't matter
if it hasn't hardened yet.
It's so
Delicious and silky and soft.
-Ow!
-Now, hurry back
to your other pot
And give it a stir before
it gets a chance to set.
-Open the door.
-Oh... Whoa!
-Oh, this just won't do.
Aaah!
What on earth is going on!?
This...this is a catastrophe!
-It's not a catastrophe,
mrs. Bird.
It's granny green's toffee
-Toffee? It looks more like
henry's carpentry glue.
-I'm afraid it is a bit thick.
Granny green said--
-Now pour your
second pot of toffee
Into a saucepan
before it hardens,
And we can begin
our third recipe:
Granny green's delectable
lemon meringue pie.
-Oh, ho, ho...
Not in this kitchen,
granny green.
-I've never seen such a mess.
There's toffee everywhere.
-I suggest a certain young bear
Had better get
a scrubbing brush.
-Whoooa!...ow!
-Paddington? Is something wrong?
-Ooo...i've got a pain
in my stomach.
-You haven't been eating
this stuff, have you?
-Ow...uh, mrs. Green told me to.
So I ate the
piece I chiselled out.
-Chiselled out?
-No wonder you've got a pain.
The toffee is probably set in
a hard lump in your stomach.
Now let's get you
To the sofa where
you'll be more comfy.
-Ow, ow...ow!
-That's it. I'm calling
an ambulance!
-An ambulance! I've never
been in one of those before.
-Poor young mr. Brown.
He didn't look too good to me.
I'd better tell mr. Gruber
and get him to spread the word.
-We're on our way.
Stand by to receive patient
Suffering from severe
stomach pains -- over.
-That's quite enough of that.
This is an emergency.
Have your best
surgeon standing by.
Over and out.
You! Faster!
-In an ambulance.
I'm just on my way with
the others to the hospital.
-Clear the way!
Emergency!
-Stop!
I will be the judge of
whether this is an emergency!
Before the patient is admitted
I must take his blood pressure.
-Ohh... He's all furry.
Get him into
intensive care at once.
And call sir mortimer carroway!
Tell him it's an emergency.
-Dr. Mortimer carroway.
Emergency. Come right away.
-Ahem, mr. Paddington brown,
I presume,
I am sir mortimer carroway.
I understand your problem
is abdominal pain?
-Why, yes, it is an abominable
pain, and it's in my stomach.
-Uh...of course.
Straighten out
your legs, please.
-I'm afraid I can't,
sir mortimer.
Ouch!
-Does it hurt when I do this?
-Ow!
-Or this? Or this?
-Ooo, ow!!
-Hmm...nurse. Scissors.
-Don't you mean scalpel,
sir mortimer?
-No, I do not.
And someone fetch me
some shaving cream
And a razor...quickly.
-Doctor, shouldn't we
first put the bear,
Um, I mean, the patient, under?
-Under? I'd rather not
go under the table.
I'm fine up here, thank you.
-I shall never forgive myself if
anything happens to that bear.
I don't know what his aunt
lucy will have to say.
-Where's paddington?
-Any word from the doctors?
-We came as quickly as possible.
-He's still in
emergency surgery.
-He's been diagnosed with
a rather sticky situation
In the midriff that
prevents proper locomotion.
-Oh!
-The name of the disease is
great galloping toffee drops!
In short, a bad case
of the granny greens.
-Look at my scar everyone.
The toffee had dried
and stuck my fur together
So I couldn't stand up until
sir mortimer cut it off.
-You're alright! Oh, fantastic!
Splendid! Have some marmalade!
Oh, paddington!
-And what will you do
with that fur, paddington?
Put it in your
scrapbook as a memento?
No, I'm going to put
it under my pillow.
Under your pillow? Whatever for?
Everybody's heard of
the tooth fairy, so who knows?
There could be one
who looks after fur.
- Perhaps renting this car
Wasn't such a bargain
after all, mr. Gruber.
- I'm afraid you're
right, mr. Brown.
... At a dollar a day,
I think they may
have seen us coming.
Well... At least we've
reached civilization.
I shall try to get some
assistance at that garage.
-See the world for free.
That's just what we need
to research mr. Gruber's book,
The world and its wonders.
I think I'll inquire
about this holiday tour.
-Now where did mr. Brown get to?
-Mr. Gruber.
We've struck lucky at last.
Not only do we see the world
for free, they're paying us.
-All aboard.
-Hurry, mr. Gruber,
the tour's leaving.
-Ha, ha, right.
The "tour" is now departing.
-I just had to sign a few forms,
And they gave me
these brochures.
Oops!
They have places to stay
all over the world.
-Oh, dear, mr. Brown.
I think I know why.
We've enlisted in the
united states army.
-What's that?
-But it seemed perfect
for your book, mr. Gruber.
-Two new recruits, sir!
Privates brown and gruber, sir!
-Could you please
direct us to our rooms?
We'd like a nice, hot
bath after our journey.
And please could we have a plate
of marmalade sandwiches sent up?
-Marmalade sandwiches?
This ain't no holiday camp!
Arms out!
One pair of fatigues,
one pair of boots,
One helmet, one canteen,
one gas mask...
-Mr. Brown, this
gentleman believes
That we have enlisted in
the united states army.
I am sure, once he's
heard our explanation,
He will gladly
accept our apologies ...
-I'm not a gentleman,
I'm your drill sergeant,
And the only thing
I'll gladly accept
Is that you get in an uniform,
call me sir, and...
Get to work with these!
-Yes sir!
Argh...
-I want every speck of rust
scrubbed off that gate,
Every hinge oiled.
I want it as shiny as a mirror
and as quiet as mouse.
You got that, soldier!
-But mice squeak,
mr. Sergeant, and--
-Why you...
-Come, mr. Brown.
-By the time we'd finished,
We'd worn away most of
the bristles on our brushes.
And were getting bored
with the whole thing.
[ Whistle blowing ]
-I was good at this as a kid.
Go ahead, your turn.
-I win... Sir.
-Eh? Back to barracks!
You've got
a -mile run at dawn!
♪ We get up with
the risin' sun ♪
♪ We get up with
the risin' sun ♪
♪ Then go out and run and run
♪ Then go out and run and run ♪
-Oh, is this little run too
hard on private brown?
-It's a bit difficult when
your boots don't fit. Look.
-Ah, anything else
bothering you?
Just tell your ol' sarge, huh.
-Now that you mention it,
The marmalade at breakfast
this morning was rather thin.
I prefer the chunky variety.
-You'll get no marmalade,
thin or otherwise,
Unless you finish this run
And hustle down to the
obstacle course... Now!
Ohh...
-How was it, mr. Gruber?
-Oh, oh, oh...
-Oh, dear.
-Next two! Go! Go!
-Whoa!
-No! No! No! You're
doing it all wrong!
Never in all my years
of moulding raw recruits
Into decent soldiers
have I come across
Such a bungling,
blundering bear!
Whoa!
-Oh!
-I'm putting you
on all night sentry duty!
And you can keep him company.
-If we could just
explain to the sergeant
That our being here has
all been a dreadful mistake.
-It would be a pity to leave
before we get paid.
[ Rattling ]
What was that?
Halt! Who goes where, um, there?
-Uh... We, uh... Got to get
this jeep to the garage.
-Why don't you use
the front gate?
-Um, it's, uh,
it's kind of rusty.
Squeaks a lot.
Uh, we didn't want
to wake anybody up.
-That's very kind of you,
But last night,
mr. Gruber and i--
-Goodness me. Time to be going.
A sentry's work is never done!
Those men are up to
no good, mr. Brown.
Keep an eye on them
while I fetch the sergeant.
If necessary, you must
try to stall them.
-How do you stall a jeep?
Ah-ha.
Mr. Sergeant?
Sir?
-Mmm...what? Hey!
Why aren't you
out on sentry duty?!
-Please forgive
my disturbing you,
But some men
are stealing jeeps.
I've left mr. Brown
in charge, and--
-You've done what? Are you mad?
There's no telling
what he'll do.
[ Engine starting ]
What the--
-Start her up!
Start her up! Aaah!
-We surrender!
We surrender! Please!
♪ When you got
somethin' that needs done ♪
♪ When you got somethin'
that needs done ♪
♪ Go ask private paddington
♪ Go ask private paddington ♪
-Ahem, the united states
army thanks you
For stopping the theft
Of m*llitary vehicles.
And here are
honorable discharges,
Since you're both citizens
of the united kingdom.
And to help you explore
the wonders of america,
Your very own ... Jeep!
-Perhaps we should join
the navy next, mr. Gruber.
Maybe they'll give us a boat!
- I don't know who first said
life is full of ups and downs,
But whoever it was,
They certainly knew what
they were talking about.
Oops!
-Pardon me.
I believe this is yours.
-Cc . Yes, that's mine.
Thank you. I've only just
taken it out of the bank.
-Glad to be of service.
And if I may be so bold,
Where are you off to
on this fine june morning?
-I'm doing my christmas shopping
while the summer sales are on.
It's something I learnt
from my aunt lucy.
-What would you say
if I told you
That by christmas
you could be rich?
-Rich!
-Allow me to introduce myself.
Dandy's the name, stocks
and shares are my game.
Those few pounds you've
taken out of the bank
Could grow into much more.
Just think of the christmas
presents you could buy!
Now... What do you think
you were just sitting in?
-A puddle of oil.
-Oh, ho, quite right! But that
oil isn't simply lying there.
It's seeping up
through the ground.
Any day now it's going
to start pouring out.
Anyone who buys shares
In the portobello oil company
will become rich.
Now if I could just have
your name and address ...
-It's paddington brown,
and I'm from windsor gardens.
But this says pounds.
And I've only taken
out pounds.
Any more and I'd have to
close my account.
Tell you what, I'll let you
buy a share on credit.
Give me what you have and you'll
pay me the rest later.
-That's very kind, mr. Dandy.
But what about my shopping?
My aunt lucy taught me--
-I'm sure the shops 'round here
Will trust you to pay
when your money rolls in.
-What a good idea!
-Be sure to keep
this under your
Hat until the oil drills arrive.
-Mr. Dandy was right.
All the shop owners said
I could pay for the gifts
When I received
the money from the oil shares.
-I'm sorry I'm late, mr. Gruber,
I've been doing
my christmas shopping.
-Not spending all
your money, I trust.
You should always leave
some by for a rainy day.
-I've put mine by
for an oily day.
-It's funny you should say that.
I have just been reading about a
trickster called jim the dandy.
It seems he has been
selling bad shares
In something called
the portobello oil company.
[ Coughing ]
Ha, ha, ha... A fool
and his money are soon parted.
Everyone knows shares are sold
at the stock exchange,
Not in the portobello road.
-Bad shares?
The stock exchange?
-Yes! That jim the dandy sounds
like a nasty piece of work.
There's only one thing worse
Than selling something
that isn't there to sell,
And that is buying something
and not paying for it.
-Ohh...
-The portobello oil company?
Oh, no.
-It may not be a good share,
but it's all I have.
And I gave mr. Dandy all
my christmas present money.
-Paw prints... Hmm.
Have you left your mark
On everything
you've touched today?
-I slipped in some oil coming
out of the bank this morning.
That's how I met mr. Dandy.
-That scoundrel
is probably spending
Your money at this very moment.
I'm terribly sorry, mr. Brown.
-Mr. Gruber said people
Normally buy shares
at the stock exchange.
It made me think that since
it's called an exchange...
They must let people swap
bad shares for good ones.
-Good morning!
-I have some bad news
for you, mrs. Jones.
There is a trickster
at work in the market.
He's selling bogus shares
in an oil company.
-That's funny, the gentleman
who just left paid me with this.
It's got oily marks all over it.
-Oh...
I owe you pounds, mrs. Jones.
-Buy , shares
of zack inc., Got it?.
Then sell , of blankfields.
-Excuse me. I'd like to
exchange my share please.
-Exchange your share?
Hey, who let you in here?
-Mr. Gruber told me
it's a bad share and i--
-Bad share?!
This share-- why...it's a fake!
-Fake shares, which ones?
-Bad shares! Sell.
Sell all of them.
Sell. Sell all of them.
-Fake shares on the market?
Sell! Sell!
-The bottom's falling
out of the market!
Sell!, Sell!
-You. Look what you've done.
-Arrest that bear!
-That will be pounds, please.
-Ah-ha! Caught you
Red-handed, jim the dandy.
Oh, no, you don't.
Ahh...
Call the police!
This is the scoundrel who's
been selling bogus oil shares.
-The bear that just left
Was trying to trade
in this fake share.
-Paddington brown,
windsor gardens, eh.
I'll have to call this one in.
[ Siren blaring ]
-Ahh...
-Oh!
[ Knocking ]
-Good evening, madam.
Does a mr. Paddington brown
live here?
-Oh, dear, he's not
in trouble is he?
-On the contrary, we're
here to return his money.
-You'll find him in the
cupboard under the stairs.
-Anyone at home?
-I'm sorry. I'm guilty.
I'll never buy
a bad share again...
-Don't worry, mr. Brown.
Thanks to you, they've
caught jim the dandy.
-Your paw prints
led straight to him.
-It's a pity there aren't
more bears like you around
To help out smart
thieves like this.
Are these your notes?
[ Mumbling ]
-Yes... They are.
I wrote the numbers down
in my notebook. I always do.
It's something my--
-I know. Don't tell me.
It's something your
aunt lucy taught you.
-However did you know
that, mr. Dandy?
02x13 - A Sticky Time / Private Paddington / Paddington Buys a Share
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The show follows the adventures of a bear from Peru that comes to England after an earthquake that destroys his home.
The show follows the adventures of a bear from Peru that comes to England after an earthquake that destroys his home.