(soft classical music)
(giggling)
(audience clapping)
(female audience member gasps)
(tense music)
(leaves rustling)
(soft classical music continues)
- (grunts) Got it! (laughs)
Your turn, Alice. (grunts)
- (grunts) Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh no!
(door squeaks)
- (slams door) Oh! Mind my
shed, you little horrors!
How many times do
I have to tell you?
I do not want balls
coming into my garden.
- Sorry, Mrs. Hodgepodge.
- Can ... Can we please have
our ball back, Mrs. Hodgepodge?
- No, you most
certainly can not!
Not until you start respecting
other people's property.
- Oh, honestly!
- Oh!
- Grumpy old thing!
(soft piano music)
- Bye, Angelina!
- Oh! Uh-uh-uh Bye, mom.
(Angelina's mum laughs)
(birds chirping)
- Oh, Angelina!
- Oh! Is that the new
Monty, the Mouse Detective?
- Yes. The case of
the missing cheese.
Oh, Monty's the smartest
mouse detective ever!
- Oh! What's happening?
- Monty is just about to open
the cheese cupboard door.
- (gasps) What happens next?
- He walks slowly
towards the door.
He reaches out to
turn the handle.
The door swings open.
The cheese is gone!
He says...
- Hey, what's going
on over there?
- No, Alice. That's
not what Monty says.
- No. Look.
- Well, inspector, he was
wearing a little green jacket,
a little red pointy hat,
and his arm was
completely broken off.
- Who could she
be talking about?
- So, we appear to have
a garden gnome thief
in our midst.
- A garden gnome thief?
- A garden gnome thief?
- But don't you
worry, Miss Lilly.
We'll find the thief,
and that gnome
will be back in your
garden in no time at all.
- Oh, I really hope not.
He was a hideous creature.
- So, why did you have him
in your garden, Miss Lilly?
- Because great uncle
Moushnick gave him to me.
He also gave me that bird bath.
- (laughs) Oh dear! Maybe the
thief will come back for that.
- Oh, we can only
hope. (chuckles)
- Well, that's the
third garden gnome
that's been stolen this week.
But I really don't think
there's much I can do.
- Oh, poor Miss Lilly!
She must be so upset.
- If only Monty, the
mouse detective, was here!
He'd find the thief.
- Well, Monty, the mouse
detective might not be,
but Angelina, the
mouse detective is!
- Wow!
- Oh!
(soft music plays)
- (exhales) Oh, she's gone.
- (gasps)
- (gasps)
- (screams) Uh-oh, ow!
- Ow!
- Henry!
Oh!
Right then!
Let's investigate.
- So, what do we do first?
- Um.
Uh-
Uh- Oh!
We dust for paw prints.
- (gasps) I'll get
out the talcum powder.
- (chuckles)
- [Angelina] Now,
where might there
be some paw prints?
[Alice] On the gate?
- Elementary, my dear Alice!
We have to make sure
that no one so much as
touches that gate.
- (gasps)
(Hits the ground)
- Um, I don't think
we'll be needing
the talcum powder after all.
- Oh, Henry!
- (licks lollipop) So,
what would Monty do
if all the paw prints
had been wiped off?
- He would look for clues.
But you need a specially
trained eye to find clues.
It's something only
the most experienced
investigators can do.
- Look what I found, Angelina.
- (gasps) Henry!
You're a genius!
This is exactly what a
gnome thief would use.
All we have to do is find
who it belongs to and ...
- Oh! My gardening glove!
Thank you, my darlings.
I've been looking
for it everywhere.
- Oops! Alice, being a
detective is not an easy job.
So, what have we got?
- Well, there are no paw prints
and no clues.
- Mm, not very much then.
- Oh! Oh, oh!
Well, I think that's
because the gnomes
are coming to life.
- (laughs) that's silly, Henry.
- (gasps) I know! Suspects.
That's what Monty would do.
He'd find suspects.
- What's a suspect?
- Someone who acts suspiciously.
- Oh!
Like that, Henry.
(birds chirping)
- Yes, but they'd have to say
something suspicious as well.
- Ugh! Nasty red cap things!
Spoil everybody's
gardens they do!
- Garden gnomes wear little
red caps, don't they?
- Yes, they do.
- (screaming)
- (screaming) Captain Miller!
He's got gnomes in his bag!
He's our suspect!
Quick, follow him!
(tense piano music)
- (gasps)
- (gasps)
Quick! Hide!
- Oh!
- Ow!
- [Angelina] It's Mrs. Pinkpaws.
- I've only found a couple.
Not everyone has them
in their gardens.
- Well, let's take
them to the bonfire.
- They're working together!
Captain Miller
and Mrs. Pinkpaws!
I can't believe it!
- (mumbles)
- Absolutely! Come on. Let's go.
(tense piano music)
- Sh! Sh!
- Shush!
- (gasps) They're going
to Mrs. Chalk's house.
- Ah! You've got
them. Well done!
I've started the bonfire.
- They're all in on it!
- (gasps) What would Monty do?
- He would confront them!
- [Alice] Oh!
- [Angelina] You thought you
could get away with it, eh?
- Eh?
- Oh! Angelina.
- You know, it's really
not very nice to go around
taking people's ...
toadstools?
I bet Monty never
had to solve the case
of the stinky old
poisonous toadstools!
- Well, those three did
look very suspicious.
- Oh, Alice. You're such a ...
- I told you, the gnomes
must've come to life
and walked off!
(Alice's stomach growls)
- Oh! Uh-
tea time.
Oh, come on, Henry.
I promised I'd get you
home in time for tea.
- But what about the thief?
- Uh- Oh! Sorry, Angelina.
We'll try again tomorrow.
- [Henry] Uh- uh- oh. See you!
(soft piano music)
- Oh.
Wait a minute!
Oh, no!
The garden gnome thief's in
Mrs. Hodgepodge's garden shed!
(gate squeaks)
So, what would Monte do now?
(gate squeaks)
I know.
He'd walk slowly
towards the door.
He would reach out
to turn the handle
and he would catch the
thief red handed. (screams)
- (Screams).
(garden gnome breaks)
- Angelina.
- Mrs. Hodgepodge?
- Um, I think you
better come in.
(lamp squeaks)
- Oh, so the garden
gnome thief was you!
- Me! A thief? Angelina, I
wasn't stealing the gnomes.
I was just smartening them up.
I wouldn't have
to if people would
take care of them properly.
Look, they're an
absolute disgrace!
- Oh! That's so nice of
you, Mrs. Hodgepodge!
I can't wait to tell everybody.
- Don't you dare!
I can't have people thinking
I'm a nice old lady!
They'll be coming around
for tea at all hours.
(Henry humming)
- Now, Henry, don't throw
it till we get past.
(leaves rustling)
(birds chirping)
- (laughs)
(bright piano music)
(chuckles)
- Oh!
(panting)
- How far have you got?
- Shush! I'm on the last page.
- Oh, read us what happens next.
- Monty knows that
whoever stole the cheese
will return to the
scene of the crime.
Standing there holding a large
packet of cheese biscuits,
is the thief!
Monte said ...
- Hey, what's going
on over there?
- No, Alice ... uh-
Oh!
- This is the strangest
thing I've ever seen.
What thief returns
stolen property?
- [Mrs. Thimble] (laughs)
Well, at least he's got
both his arms now, Miss Lilly.
- I think I preferred him
the way he was before.
(laughs)
- (laughs)
- Although, I have
to say, next to him,
the bird birth looks
positively tasteful. (chuckles)
- All the other gnomes
are back. And all mended
and smartened up.
- Hmm, the only explanation
I can come up with
is that they've all come
to life and gone off
and got some new
clothes. (laughs)
- I told you the gnomes
were coming to life!
- (chuckles) I guess you
were right on along, Henry.
(chuckles)
- Well, that's that case closed.
(Henry laughs)
- But what about the case
of the missing cheese?
- [Angelina] (gasps) Oh,
yes! Well, where was I?
- It was ... um, Mr.
Churn, the cheese maker.
- But, he was so nice.
(Henry chuckles)
- Oh, Henry!
- Sorry, Mrs. Hodgepodge.
Oh, thank you.
- You young mouselings!
- Well Alice, people aren't
always what they seem.
(Both Angelina and Mrs.
Hodgepodge chuckle)
(soft classical music)
(birds chirping)
- And Penelope, this is yours.
- Oh! Thank you, Miss Lilly.
- Oh! Thank you, Miss Lilly.
Aren't they wonderful!
- Gorgeous!
- Where's your
costume, Angelina?
- I haven't been given it yet.
- Oh, dear! And thee
aren't any tutus left.
- I do hope Miss Lilly
hasn't forgotten you.
(both chuckle)
- William, darling!
- Oh.
- [Miss Lilly] Come here.
The perfect Knight
in shining armor.
- Oh. Thanks, Miss Lilly.
- And now,
Angelina darling!
- [Angelina] Uh- Yes, Miss Lily.
- I wore this when I
played the Sleeping Beauty.
Michael (indistinct)
was my handsome Prince.
Oh,
I can still remember every step.
- (gasps) You mean
this was your tutu?
- Yes, my dear. You may
borrow it for the performance.
- Oh, Miss Lilly!
- Huh! Oh!
- Oh!
- Now, look after it
carefully, darling.
It is full of memories.
- Oh, I will Miss
Lilly. I promise.
(piano music plays)
- (humming)
- Angelina! It's way
past your bedtime.
- Oh. Sorry, mum.
- Now, bed.
- (laughs) You can't
wear your tutu in bed.
- But I'm sleeping Beauty.
- You're definitely beautiful,
but I can't see much sleeping.
- [Angelina] Oh!
- Oh dear!
Oh, this seam is
starting to split.
- Oh no. Can you
fix it mum? Please!
- Not now, darling.
It's too late.
- But the dress
rehearsal is tomorrow.
- I'll do it first thing
in the morning, Angelina.
- Thanks, mom.
(phone ringing)
- Hello? It's my sister!
- Huh? (yawns)
- [Mrs. Mouseling] What?
That's wonderful news, Amanda!
Yes! Yes, of course we'll
be there straight away!
Thank you so much.
We'll be back to
collect Angelina
as soon as my
sister's baby is born.
- Don't rush. We're
delighted to have our
favorite granddaughter to stay.
- Yes. We're going to
have a lovely time.
Aren't we, Angelina?
- Oh, yes.
- Now be a good girl, dear.
I'm sure she'll go
straight to sleep.
- Bye!
(soft classical music)
Then, the wicked fairies;
that's Priscilla and Penelope,
give me the spinning wheel.
I've never seen one before,
so I go up to it and ... Ouch!
- Ah! What? What's the matter?
- I'm acting, Grandma.
- [Grandma] Oh.
- I've pricked my
finger on the needle.
So, I collapse on
the ground. (gasps)
But I'm not really
dead, just fast asleep.
- Which is what we
should be. (yawns)
Come along, Angelina. We
really must get back to bed.
- But I don't feel
tired anymore.
- Uh! But we do.
And it's a big day tomorrow.
- Yes! It's the dress rehearsal.
- And we're having a birthday
party for our friend,
Mrs. Twinkle. Oh, I'm so
glad you're here, Angelina.
I could do with an
extra pair of paws.
- Oh, I'd love to help!
(dress rips)
What was that?
Oh, no!
What am I going to do?
- Ooh, don't worry, Angelina.
I'll say sew it up tomorrow.
I promise.
(piano music plays)
- I found your sewing
basket, Grandma.
- Hmm?
Oh, I can't do it now, dear.
- But I need it
for this afternoon!
- I'll do it as
soon as we've got
everything ready for the party.
- But ... Well, I'll help.
What do you want me to do?
- Well, um- there's the
birthday cake to collect,
the table needs laying.
- [Grandpa] I'll go
and get the cake.
- And, I'll lay the table.
- Oh! And I've got to
make the cheese sauce.
(Humming)
- The table's laid.
- Oh, well done, Angelina.
Can you stir this
cheese sauce, please.
I want to cut some flowers.
- Then will you be
able to fix my tutu?
- (chuckles) We'll see.
Don't forget to keep
stirring, or it'll go lumpy.
(piano music plays)
(birds chirping)
(thunder rumbles)
Oh! Oh! Oh, no!
Oh, I don't believe it.
(Angelina humming)
(soft classical music playing)
- Angelina! What are you doing?
- Oh!
- Oh, look! This sauce
has got all lumpy.
(gasps) I'm going to
have to make some more.
- Sorry.
- And we're going to have
to move everything inside.
It's going to rain.
- Don't worry,
Grandma. I'll do it.
- Oh, thank you dear.
Just make sure
everything's off the table.
(piano music continues)
- Eh- Huh?
Oh. I thought Angelina
was laying the table.
- I've put my tutu next
to your sewing box.
- Angelina.
- So, we are eating in here
now, are we? (chuckles)
Oh! The baker made a fabulous
job of the birthday cake.
You'll be thrilled.
- Oh. Ooh! The flowers!
Oh! Get them for me,
will you, Angelina!
- Then will you do my tutu?
(someone knocks on the door)
- Ooh! They're here!
And they're early!
(tense music plays)
- Happy birthday, Mrs. Twinkle.
- Oh, yes! Yes. Of course.
Do sit down.
- Oh, thank you.
- Excuse me!
(flower vase breaks)
Oh, sorry!
- Angelina, take your
tutu to your room!
- But you haven't fixed it yet.
- I can't do it now, can I?
- Ugh!
- I'll get a mop.
- And I'll make us
all a nice cup of tea.
(thunder and lightning rumble)
- (gasps) Oh, no!
(rain water dripping)
- (gasps)Oh, thank
you! It's lovely.
- And we've another
surprise for you.
- Grandma, something
terrible has happened.
- Oh!
The cake!
It's ruined.
How could you have left
it out in the rain?
- But I didn't.
- I told you to bring
everything inside!
- But I did!
- But you obviously didn't!
- Hm-mm.
- You were too busy
worrying about your tutu!
Oh, I'm so sorry Mrs. Twinkle.
- But it wasn't
my fault, Grandma.
- That's enough,
Angelina. Go to your room.
- But what about the rehearsal?
- We'll see about that later.
- Ooh! Ugh!
Ugh!
- Um- well, would
anybody like a peanut?
- Oh! Oh, no. Thank you.
(Angelina sobbing)
(thunder rumbling)
(Angelina sniffing and sobbing)
- Oh! What happened to the cake?
- Angelina left it
out in the rain.
- Oh! No, dear.
It was me.
I'm so sorry.
- It was you?
- Yes.
- Oh, no! I thought
it was Angelina.
I was furious with her.
Ooh! I must go and talk to her.
- Well ... (chuckles) It's
turning out to be quite a stormy
afternoon.
- [Grandma] (gasps) Oh, no!
- Excuse me. I'll
be just a moment.
Coming, dear.
Hm-mm.
- She's gone.
- It's all right, dear. I
expect she's just gone to the
dress rehearsal.
- Oh! she'll be wet
through, poor thing! Ooh!
- Come on. We'll go and find her
(tense music)
- The soup's on the stove.
Just help yourself
to anything you like.
- Absolutely. Bye!
- Good bye!
- Oh!
(sad piano music)
(thunder rumbling)
- It's so unfair!
I helped Grandma all morning
so she'd have time to sew it.
She promised she would!
Then I go into the pouring
rain to rescue her cake
and she says it's my fault.
It's just not fair.
(Angelina sobs)
- I'm sure it's all a big
misunderstanding, darling.
There.
Now, don't you think we should
give your grandparents a call
and let them know you're safe?
(Angelina sniffs)
- I suppose so.
(soft piano music playing)
- Oh!
- Oh!
(doors squeaks open)
- Oh, no. Sh! Sh! Sh!
(Miss Lilly, Grandma
and Grandpa cheering)
- Oh, Grandma!
- I'm so sorry, Angelina.
- Me too.
(Grandpa chuckles)
(Birds chirping)
- And then, the handsome
prince takes me by the paw ...
by the paw, Grandpa.
- Eh?
Oh, sorry.
- And we dance
the wedding dance.
(Grandpa and Grandma laugh)
- Well, what do you think?
- Oh, Grandma!
It's as good as new!
(phone rings)
- Hello? Oh, of course.
Um- it's for you, Angelina.
- Oh hello, mum.
Oh!
It's a boy?
Auntie Amanda's had a boy!
- Oh! (laughs)
- [Grandpa] Oh! (laughs)
- Oh, do I have to? Can't
I stay a few more days?
Oh mum, please!
It's just that we're
having such a lovely time.
Grandma's been lovely.
She's mended my tutu and
Grandpa makes such
a handsome Prince!
(both Grandpa and
Angelina chuckle)
(bright classical music)
(soft piano music)
- [Angelina] Oh! our little
stars are making lots
of different costumes this week!
And some props too.
A prop is something you use
to help you dance in character.
That looks like a
tambourine that Toby's made
from a paper plate.
I wonder what it's for.
And Charlotte is dressing up.
(folk music begins)
Oh, they're doing a folk dance
like the one Anya taught me.
That's why the girls are
wearing those white sashes!
And the boys have tambourines
just like they do in Dakovia!
(folk music playing)
(tambourines jingling)
(folk music playing)
(tambourines jingling)
(soft piano music begins)
Hmm. That looks interesting.
Paloma is tracing
a shape onto paper.
And now, she's stuck
silver foil onto it!
It's a star!
Our little stars are pretending
to be twinkling stars.
Scarlet's wearing a silver tutu.
Oh, I See! She's a star too!
(soft harp music)
Now they're making Butterflies.
(soft piano music plays)
Henry would love one of those!
(soft piano music continues)
That floaty material makes
those wings look almost real.
Something long.
A tail?
And that makeup
looks like whiskers!
They're being cats!
(violin plays)
What's Caitlyn making?
Hmm, reminds me of a bird.
(gasps) I see! It's a swan mask!
(ballroom music begins)
Scarlet and Caitlyn
look so graceful
in their masks and
they're so easy to make.
It's just a paper plate
and paper feathers.
(ballroom music continues)
Those were all
wonderful costumes.
I'm going to ask
mum if she'll help
me and Henry make some.
(classical music plays)
01x06 - Angelina the Mouse Detective/Angelina and Grandma
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British childrens series about Angelina Mouseling, a young mouse who loves dancing ballet, her family, and her classmates.
British childrens series about Angelina Mouseling, a young mouse who loves dancing ballet, her family, and her classmates.