01x19 - Madeline and the Talking Parrot

[bunniefuu]

♪ If you believe you must be big
in order to be tough ♪

♪ Then you should get to know me
I'll teach you other stuff! ♪

♪ I'm madeline! I'm madeline!
I may be very small ♪

♪ I'm madeline! I'm madeline!
But inside, I'm tall ♪

♪ She may be teeny tiny
diminutive, petite ♪

♪ But that has never stopped her
from being pretty neat ♪

♪ Dum dee dum dee dum,
dum dee dum dee dum ♪

♪ Madeline! ♪

♪ Madeline! ♪

♪ She's madeline!
She's madeline!♪

♪ We hope you have it straight ♪

♪ I'm madeline! I'm
madeline! ♪

♪ And inside I'm ♪

♪ Great! ♪

In an old house in paris

That was covered
with vines...

Lived 12 little girls

In two straight lines.

They left the house
at half past nine...

[Bells ringing]

In two straight lines...

[Thunder]

In rain...

Or shine.

The smallest one
was madeline.

Bonjour. Bonjour.

[Babbling]

On a warm and sunny day,

Miss clavel took the girls
out to play.

[Talking and laughter]

They'd run in the park
with all their might

And watch while the others
flew a kite.

Look out, madeline.

Look out!

It is caught.

Do not worry, nicole.
I will get it.

[Whistle]

Who is there?

[Squawk]

Who is there?
Who is there?

Ah! I asked you
first.

I asked you first.

Where am i? Where am i?

Can you not see?
You are in a tree.

Watch your step.
Watch your step.

I think you did not
watch your step.

Madeline saw that the bird
couldn't fly,

So she called miss clavel
to come and see why.

[Squawk]

Something has happened
to his wing. Poor thing.

Poor thing.
Poor thing.

What is an injured
parrot doing

All alone
in the park,
miss clavel?

She asked the bird.

Where is your master?

But all he did
was talk much faster.

Zut alors!
Where am i?

Excusez moi,
mon amie.

[Squawk]

Who are you?
Who are you?

Where am i?

He must be lost.

Oui. The poor thing
is lost.

Can we
take him home,
miss clavel?

He must be
very hungry.

And he's not
at all well.

So they headed for home
at urgent speed,

With madeline and the parrot
in the lead.

Here,
monsieur parrot.

Taste good?

[Squawk]

[Whistle]

They fed him some food,

And then tended his wing

With a red
and white kerchief
that they used as a sling.

Merci beaucoup.
Il n'y a pas de quoi.

Thank you very much.
You're welcome.

He is a very polite
parrot, miss clavel.

Can he be
our parrot?

He likes us.

And we like him.

Please let us
keep him. Please?

Please!â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â â please!

I know how you feel,
my dears,

But it's not for me
to decide.

Miss clavel was correct.
It was not her place.

For a matter like this,
she must call lord cucuface.

A parrot?

They wish
to keep a parrot?

I will be there
immediately.

As head trustee
of the boarding school,

He had a list
of every rule.

He scanned the pages
and read every word.

I find nothing
that says you can
keep a big bird.

But there is nothing
in the book that says
you cannot keep a bird.

True. It does
not say that, either.

Then let us keep him,
lord cucuface.

Please!

Oui, lord cucuface!

Please!

Pardonnez-moi,
s'il vous plait.

[Squawk]

Merci beaucoup.
Excuse me, please.

He is a wonderful parrot.

Once you get to know him,
you will love him,

Just like we do.

He is magnifique.

Monsieur parrot, say hello
to lord cucuface.

Bonjour,
cuckoo bird.

His name is
lord cucuface.

Bonjour,
lord cuckoo clock.

Watch your step.

Cucuface!
Cucuface!

Bonjour,
lord cuckoo man.

Watch your step.
Watch your step.

We will never get
to keep him now.

Never!

But then lord cucuface
paced the floor,

And checked his rule book
three times more.

I have decided
I can let you keep
this parrot.

We can?

Thank you,
lord cucuface!

On one condition.

Condition?

If he has had
his proper sh*ts.

Did you buy him at
a reliable pet shop?

I found him in the park.

Found him?

Then he must
be returned to
his rightful owner.

First thing
in the morning,

I will put an ad
in the newspaper.

Then the chairman of the board
put on his chapeau.

He bid them bonjour,
and off he did go.

Bonjour,
lord cuckoo nose.

[Squawk]

Watch your step.

Oh!

Ahem.

I do not care
what lord cucuface
says.

Monsieur parrot
should stay with us.

Oui. Lord cucuface
is just mad at him

Because monsieur parrot
did not get his name right.

Lord cuckoo bird.
Lord cuckoo clock.

Lord cuckoo breath.

Do not worry,
monsieur parrot.

We will find a way
to keep you.

That night, as they
slept in their beds
up the stairs,

They dreamed that the parrot
would always be theirs.

But right after midnight,

Madeline woke
with surprise.

She thought she heard
the sound of cries.

[Awk awk]

[Awk]

[Awk]

Do not cry,
monsieur parrot.

We will make sure
you never leave us.

Chez moi.
Chez moi.

[Whistle]

Your home?

My home.
My home.

[Whistle]

Do you not wish
to live here?

Chez moi.
Chez moi.

[Whistle]

You want to go
to your home,
is that right?

Oui, s'il vous plait.

Merci beaucoup.
Yes, please.

[Squawk]

Thank you very much.

What's going on,
madeline?

Lord cucuface
was right.

We cannot keep
monsieur parrot.

We cannot?

No. He needs
his own home
too much,

And we must
find it.

For three long, long days,
with the girls by his side,

Poor monsieur parrot
just squawked and cried.

Chez moi.
My home.

[Awk]

Chez moi.
My home.

[Whistle]

Even lord cucuface
acted quite weary

When he came
in the evening

With news, oh, so dreary.

I cannot believe it.

I bought
the biggest ad

In the lost
and found section.

Not one reply
did I get.

Not one?

No one in paris
has lost a parrot.

Then what are we going
to do, lord cucuface?

Yes. What are we
going to do?

Monsieur parrot
will not eat.

[Awk]

[Awk]

And monsieur parrot
will not stop being sad.

What will we do?

I do not know,
little girls.

I do not know.

While cucuface paced

And the girls
all looked frightened,

Madeline smiled and
then suddenly brightened.

I know! We can ask him
where he lives.

Hmm.

That's an idea.

Monsieur parrot,
where is your home?

Chez moi.
My home.

Chez moi.
My home.

[Whistle]

Oui. Tell us
where you live.

Etoile,

Concorde, chatelet,

Hotel de ville,
bastille.

I do not understand.

Nor i. How could
monsieur parrot

Live on all
those streets?

My home.

Etoile, concorde,

Chatelet,
hotel de ville,

Bastille.

Lord cucuface
wore a look of despair.

He threw up his hands
and slumped in a chair.

It sounds like
this bird

Has a home everywhere.

No. I do not
think so.

Nor i, madeline.

It is possible that
one of those streets

Might be
monsieur parrot's
home.

But which one?

We will just
have to start

At the very
first one

And find out.

And so the very next morning,
in their usual style,

They set off to locate
the bird's domicile.

Chez moi.

Etoile, concorde,
chatelet,

Hotel de ville,
bastille.

My home.

[Whistle]

Look, everyone!

Over there!
In the window!

When they arrived
at the first address,

The girls were filled
with happiness.

Look!

He looks just like
monsieur parrot.

That must be
monsieur parrot's
brother.

Oui. They look
very much alike.

Aw!â â â â â â â â â aw!

My home.

Etoile, concorde,
chatelet,

Hotel de ville,
bastille.

Dismayed that
their first try had missed,

They went to the next street
on the list.

At the place
de la concorde,

There were dozens
of birds,

But they were just pigeons,
who spoke not in words.

Monsieur parrot
could not live here.

And why not?

He would have no bird
friends to talk to.

Bonjour.

Hello there.

What's your name?

[Awk]

Chez moi.
Chez moi.

[Whistle]

They searched to the east.

Hmm.

They searched to the west.

They found not a place
where a parrot would nest.

On the way to chatelet,
they found a pet fair.

Could it be monsieur parrot
lives over there?

Pardonnez-moi,
monsieur.

Do you know
this parrot?

If you
bought him from me
and he got sick,

It is not my fault.

You cannot have
your money back.

We did not buy him.
He is lost.

And we are trying to
find his home.

Lost?

Of course!

He is my parrot.

He will bring a fine price
when he is feeling better.

Help! Help!

[Squawk]

Madeline did not
think it funny

That the man would sell
her friend for money.

After they searched
on every street,

They trudged home slowly
in sad defeat.

[Awk]

Chez moi.
My home.

[Awk]

Chez moi.
My home.

[Whistle]

What are we going to
do, miss clavel?

Monsieur parrot
is looking worse
and worse.

With monsieur parrot
his weakest yet,

Miss clavel rushed
to call the vet.

Hmm. This is
most serious.

Is it his broken wing,
monsieur doctor?

No, madeline.

His wing
is mending nicely.

It is
his broken heart.

[Awk]

S'il vous plait.

Chez moi.

[Whistle]

If this parrot
is ever to get well,

You must find his
home very quickly.

[Girls sigh]

[Awk]

There was only one cure
for the parrot's plight,

The vet said
on that worrisome night.

We must find his home
so he will be all right.

But, madeline,
we have looked
every place

Monsieur parrot
said.

Oui. Etoile,
concorde, chatelet.

Hotel de ville,
bastille.

[Squawk]

Bastille! Bastille!

Watch your step.
Watch your step.

[Whistle]

Wait! That is it!

Bastille.

Watch your step.

Bastille?

Monsieur parrot
lives at bastille?

Non, non.

Those streets he named
are all places
where the metro stops.

You are right,
madeline.

They are all
near metro train
stations.

He lives in
a train station?

No. He cannot live
in all of them.

But maybe he rides
on the train that goes
to all of them.

How could that be?

I do not know, nicole,
but we must find out.

Miss clavel, may we
take monsieur parrot

To the main station and
find out what this means?

Mais oui, ma petite.
Of course.

And so with
no more hesitation,

They hurried in
to the metro station

And found
a puzzling situation.

The metro is delayed?
But why?

Oui. One of
our conductors

Is too sad
to do his job.

Across the room,
a man was crying.

His tearful sobs
were multiplying.

What has happened
to the conductor, madam?

He has lost
his best friend.

I know someone else
who is crying like that.

Oui. We know
someone else who's
crying like that.

Monsieur conductor,
is this your friend?

Oh!

Rocko! Rocko!

Mon ami!

[Whistle]

Chez moi!
Chez moi!

My home!
My home!

[Whistle]

[Squawk]

Merci beaucoup.

[Whistle]

[Squawk]

Thank you very much.

Ha ha ha ha!

This is magnifique,
mademoiselle!

Merci beaucoup.

I have missed him
so much.

And he missed you,
monsieur conductor.

My job is a lonely one,

And he is
such good company.

What is your name,
little girl?

Madeline.

Mademoiselle madeline,

Let me show you
how grateful I am
for what you have done.

Let them all aboard.

They are my guests.

We are all going
for a ride.

[Girls talking]

Watch your step,
s'il vous plait.

Watch your step.
Watch your step.

Etoile,
concorde,

Chatelet,

Hotel de ville,
bastille.

[Whistle]

They took a ride
around paris,

From la chapelle
to the tuileries.

♪ We're birds
of a feather ♪

♪ Feather,
feather, feather ♪

♪ So happy together ♪

♪ Gether-
gether-gether ♪

♪ And that's what
friends should
be, be, be ♪

♪ Friends
should be ♪

♪ Sing with me,
friends should be ♪

♪ Oui, oui, oui ♪

[Squawk]

♪ We do lots
of talking ♪

♪ Talking,
talking, talking ♪

♪ And often,
some squawking ♪

♪ Squawking,
squawking, squawking ♪

♪ And that's how friends
should play, play, play ♪

♪ Friends
should play ♪

♪ Every day,
friends should play ♪

♪ S'il vous plait ♪

[Squawk]

[Whistle]

[Train whistle blows]

♪ We travel the city ♪

♪ City, city, city ♪

♪ While singing
this ditty ♪

♪ Ditty,
ditty, ditty ♪

♪ And that's what friends
should do, do, do ♪

♪ Friends
should do ♪

♪ Sing with you,
friends should do ♪

♪ We're birds
of a feather ♪

♪ Feather,
feather, feather ♪

♪ So happy together ♪

♪ Gether-
gether-gether ♪

♪ And that's what friends
should do, do, do ♪

♪ Sing with you ♪

♪ Sing with you,
friends should do ♪

Merci beaucoup.

[Squawk]

[Whistle]

Now the conductor
had one more surprise.

Madeline could not
believe her eyes.

Because they'd returned
his pride and joy,

He wanted them
to have this toy.

Rue de chloe.

Rue de chloe.

[Whistle]

Avenue nicole.
Avenue nicole.

[Squawk]

Palais madeline.

Palais madeline.

And when they said
their grace that night,

The words had never
seemed so right.

We love our bread,
we love our butter,

But most of all,
we love each other.

Love each other.
Love each other.

[Laughter]

Oui, mon ami, oui.

And we will
never be apart again.

Ha ha ha ha!

On his master's arm,
he began to snore.

[Snore]

[Whistle]

[Snore]

And that's all there is.

There isn't any more.

♪ It's time
to go ♪

♪ Au revoir ♪

♪ Though you may shout,
"encore" ♪

♪ That's all there is ♪

♪ There isn't any more ♪

[Woof woof]