02x27 - Paddington and the Halloween Mystery/Paddington's Campfire Stories

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"Happy Halloween, Aunt Lucy."


- [Cooing]
- Aaah!

Very good, Pigeonton.

You really got me.

"It's been particularly fun this year,

as I had a very spooky adventure.

It was getting dark and the Moon was full.

Spooky fog hung in the spooky air,

and the spooky trees looked like spooky fingers

and, well, it was all very spooky."

Mwaah!

[Spooky laughter]

You'll have to do better than that, Mr Brown.


- What?
- [Slam]

Aaah!

Oh! Browns!

Come on! Let's go!


- Trick or treat!
- Trick or treat!

Ha, ha! Happy Halloween!


- Thanks, Baaz.
- Thank you.


- See you later!
- Bye!

Gertrude!

Baa!

Mr Gruber?


- Boo!
- Aaah!

Hey! Don't forget your treats!

PC Wells! Happy Halloween!

Ha, ha, ha! Help yourself to treats.


- I love Halloween!
- I love how all the lights

look glowy and misty and...


- Boo!
- Aaah!


- Oh, Mateo!
- [Judy laughs]

Woof! Woof!

You going to the Halloween
-a
-palooza?

Yeah! If that's where you're going.

What's a Halloween
-a
-palooza?

It's just a fancy name for a party at my mum's café.

[Gasps]

Sounds smashing!


- Cool costumes, Mateo!
- Thanks.

Only, Lucky the Superdog keeps ruining the double act

by running off and chasing squirrels.

Woof! Woof, woof!

Hey! That's no way for a superdog to behave!

Buenas noche de brujas, Sofia!

Ah! Buenas noches, Paddington!

The café looks wonderful, Sofia!

It's truly spook
-tacular.

[Gasps]

[Gasp]

Where shall I hang these bats, Sofia?

Hmm... A little to the left, please.

All right, then.

[Crash]


- Who did that?
- It wasn't me.


- I was stood right here.
- But no one's around.

Things don't just fall over. There must be an explanation.

Ghost did it. Obviously a ghost.

It's Halloween, it's spooky, it was a ghost.

There's no such thing as ghosts.

Then who knocked over the bucket?

Probably just the wind or something?

It's silly to think it was a ghost.

It's not like any other spooky things have happened.


- [Gasps]
- [Gasps] Our treats!

Oh, my! They were just here.

Lots of strange things have been happening today.

Food going missing, decorations getting moved.

See? Ghost.


- The whole place is haunted.
- Well, if there is a ghost,

it seems to have forgotten its manners.

There isn't a ghost!

And to prove it, I've got an idea.

There. If anyone or "thing" moves this bowl,

it will pull this string and take a photo.

We'll catch the culprit red
-handed and...

It'll be a ghost.


- What now?
- We wait.

How long do we have to wait for exactly?

This sort of thing makes me sleepy.


- [Yawns]
- Don't nap now, Paddington,

or you'll miss the whole thing.

Oh, don't worry.

I'll only fall asleep if we have to wait for a very long time.

[Snoring]

Aaah!


- [Gasp]
- PADDINGTON: Mrs Brown?

Oh! I was looking for you lot.

Sofia's about to serve pumpkin pie!

Mum! You made us miss the ghost!

No! Mum was the ghost.

She must have set off the camera.

What ghost? There's no such thing as ghosts.

Isn't there?

JONATHAN: See? I told you!

What do you think, Judy?

Is this really proof of an actual ghost?

It could be.

Or it could be a bit of marmalade smeared on the lens.

Yup. That's what it is.

Aw, never mind.

Come and get some wonderful, warm pumpkin pie.

I don't understand. It was right here!

I turned my back for a second and it was gone!


- What's happened?
- Somebody has stolen


- the pumpkin pie!
- I don't think it was stolen.

See, the pie is gone, but the tray was left behind.

This is solid silver. A thief would have taken it as well!

There must be some kind of explanation.

[Gasps] There is.

And it isn't a ghost.


- It's a werewolf!
- What's a werewolf?

It's someone who turns into a wolf when there's a full Moon.

Which there is tonight. And werewolves are scared of silver.

That's why it left the tray.

And it's Halloween. And it's spooky.

It has to be a werewolf!

But werewolves aren't real!

That's what you said about the ghost.

And I was right! Look, it can't have been a werewolf

because werewolves don't exist.


- [Howling]
- [Gasp]

What was that?

Told you. Werewolf.

Uh, why exactly are we looking for the werewolf?

It seems like it might be a bad idea.

Because it would be so cool to see one!

But we won't, because they're not real.

What we're actually doing, is finding out

what's been happening at the café.

And the best way to do that is by
-
-

Following those werewolf footprints!

[Gasp]

[Gasp]

You go first.

You wanted to see the werewolf.

Judy should lead, she doesn't even think it's real.


- [Rustling]
- [Gasp]

Baa!


- Gertrude!
- Oh! You found her!

I was putting on her costume and she ran away.

What is Gertrude supposed to be?

A weregoat. Or goat wolf. Or maybe just a wolf.


- I don't know, really.
- Well,

I think she looks splendid.

Baa!

I told you werewolves don't exist.

We don't know that.

We did still hear that howl.

I mean, that couldn't have been Gertrude.


- SOFIA: Calm down, Mr Curry.
- What's going on now?


- What happened?
- I saw it, I did,

with my own two eyes.


- A witch!
- A witch now?

Tiny little witch! It came through that fog

and smashed the skeleton with its magic!

Hmm. What's your theory, doctor?

Well, it seems to be missing a femur.

I don't think a witch would have broken a skeleton.

There has to be an explanation...


- for all of this.
- Well, yes,

especially as witches don't exist.

Then how come I saw one, clear as day?


- Saw what?
- Witch!

That's not a witch. It's Toq.

Andshewouldn't break my skeleton.


- Would you, darling?
- Of course not.

But someone did, and someone took the pie,

and someone knocked over the apples.


- There must be a rational
-
-
- [Ghostly howl]

[Gasps]


- What was that?
- [Gasp]

Aaah!

Oh, my goodness!

Aaah!

Oh!


- PADDINGTON: Lucky?
- Woof! Woof!

This explains everything!

Hmm. I'm listening.

The cone made his bark echo and sound like a werewolf.

He didn't steal the tray because he's a dog

and only wanted the pie.

He destroyed the skeleton 'cause he's a dog and loves bones,

and the rest was just because he was chasing squirrels,

or because he had a cone on his head.

There was no ghost or werewolf or naughty witch after all,

just Lucky, the superdog!


- Woof!
- Aw, rats!

Now, that's some pretty good detective work, PC Paddington.

Thank you, PC Wells.

I suppose I just followed the clues.


- Boo!
- Aaah!

[Laughter]

Let the Halloween
-a
-palooza start!


- Happy Halloween!
- Happy Halloween!

Hurray!

"It was so much fun!

And we all agreed that there was no such thing as witches,

ghosts or werewolves."


- [Howling]
- [Gasps]

"Happy Halloween, Aunt Lucy.

If I learned anything this week,

it's not to jump to conclusions,

as things aren't always what they seem to be.

Love from Paddington."

"Dear Aunt Lucy,

Everyone loves a good story.

And it turns out that sharing stories round a campfire

is the best way to tell them.

It all started in the park.

Mr Curry and Jonathan had built a fire

as part of Jonathan's ranger's "wilderness" badge.

And what a fire it was!"

It's magical.

I could stare into this fire for ages.

That's what people used to do long before there were films,

books or transistor radios.

People used to sit around fires and tell each other stories.

Oh, it would have been nice to be around for that.

[Gasps] Why don't we do it right now?

We could tell stories!

It could be for a "campfire story" badge!

What a wonderful idea, Jonathan!

Hold on. In the ranger's rule book,

there's no such thing as a "campfire story" badge.

There is now, Mr Curry!

But, Jonathan, making up badges is against the ranger's rules!

It'll be fun, Mr Curry!

We can invite some friends,

everyone can tell a story andget an honorary badge.

It's an abomination! A desecration of the rules!

But also quite a nice idea, so let's do it.

Yes!

"So we got together all our friends

to tell stories around the campfire."

SIMI: I like mine really melty.

I like mine nicely toasted, so it's gooey inside,

but still a little firm on the outside.

I like mine burnt, to a crisp!

How do you like your marshmallows, Mr Curry?

Straight from the bag, thank you very much.

Now, if we're going to tell stories to earn our badges,

we need some ground rules.


- Mmm... Not too long!
- Not too dull!

And... not too scary.

Oh, yes. It's dark.

The last thing we want is to get scared by anything.

Aaah! Oh, oh, oh!


- Like that.
- Agreed. No scary stories.

Who's going to start?


- Mateo!
- OK,

but you better be ready for an awesome story!

Because this story is about to blow your minds upside down.

Oh, perhaps I'm not ready for that.

It's cool, Paddington. It's just an expression.

OK. This is the story of the masked skateboarder.

No one knew who they were...

Why not?

Because they were wearing a mask, Paddington.

Why were they wearing a mask?

So no one would know who they were.

I see.

They had to keep their identity secret

to stop people being jealous

of their amazing skateboarding skills.

But people still got jealous.

So, the masked skateboarder only come out at night,

to skate when no one was around.


- [Noise in the distance]
-There was something

on the skate ramp.

The masked skateboarder stepped closer and closer...

This is sounding a little scary.

Yes, follow the rules if you want to get a badge!

Shh! What did they see?

They saw...

they saw...

they saw...

a squirrel on a skateboard!

Oh, thank goodness! I thought that was going to be scary.

The squirrel was even better than the masked skateboarder!

That's when the masked skateboarder took off their mask

and gave up skateboarding forever.

What happened to the squirrel?

When the masked skateboarder looked back,

the squirrel was gone.

And no one ever saw the squirrel again.

Aaah!

No scary stories, Mateo!

He didn't know a squirrel was going to jump out right then!

Oh, congratulations, Mateo!

You've earned your "campfire story" badge.

Um, I'll be the judge of that.

Congratulations, Mateo.

OK, I've got a story. And it's a really good one.

And before you ask, it's not scary.

There was once a boy with a scooter.

And he always wore a mask, so no one knew how good he was!

Hey! That's just my story, but with a scooter.


- No, it isn't.
- [Laughs] Yes, it is.

Fair enough. I'll think of another one.

I can tell you a story.

Once, there was a mummy bird, a daddy bird

and a little baby bird.


- Who wore a mask?
- No, Paddington!

PADDINGTON: Oh, sorry.

Daddy bird had to fly far away up into the sky.

And the mummy and the baby bird

had to move to a new nest in a new tree.

And the baby bird missed the daddy bird.

But then the baby bird looked around the new tree

sand saw lots of other baby birds.

And they taught her how to fly.

So, then, she didn't miss her dad so much.

And that's the end.

That was a great story, Toq. I was on the edge of my seat!

Yes. One story badge for you!


- Thanks!
- I liked it too,

though I thought there'd be a monster or robot or something.

Are you going to tell a story, Mr Curry?

I only tell real stories about things that actually happened.

Oh, that sounds wonderful!


- Why don't you tell us one?
- Hmm... OK.

It all started last week

when I heard a spooky noise in my attic.

PADDINGTON: Mr Curry, this sounds spooky.


- Oh, no, it's not. I promise.
- Ranger promise?

Ranger promise.

You see, every night, when I go to sleep,

I can hear footsteps walking from one side of the attic

to the other.

Hello?

It's very rude not to answer.


- Very rude indeed.
- Thank you. I thought so too.

I couldn't see anyone.

But I could see a sort of shape at the end of the room.

I approached it slowly, and it turned out to be....


- Just a sheet.
- [Paddington exhales]

So not scary at all.

But then a pigeon jumped out!

Oh. I thought you were all going to jump at that bit.

It's only a pigeon. There's nothing scary about a pigeon.


- Coo!
- Aaah!


- Pigeonton! You scared us!
- [Pigeonton coos gently]

I know you're not scary, but all the same.

It was a big surprise.

Now, who's next?

"Judy told her story next.

It was about an octopus that learned to fly!

Jonathan told a very energetic story.

And Simi told a story very quietly, that ended..."

With a bang!

[Laughter]


- Simi!
- Sorry, I couldn't help it!

"I enjoyed everyone's stories so much.

They all deserved their badges,

but I still couldn't think of a story to tell to earn my own."

Well, I think the fire's getting low.

Perhaps that's enough campfire stories for one night.

Yes, perhaps you're right.

Unless you've got a story now, Paddington?

Well, I do know one story.

Once upon a time, there was a small bear cub,

who lived in the jungles of darkest Peru.


- [Screech of parakeets]
- Wow!

And although the jungle was immensely good fun,

he really wanted an adventure.

So with his uncle's hat and some marmalade sandwiches,

his aunt put him on a boat to England.

It was a long journey,

and the waves were sometimes very big.

But finally he arrived in London.

He found it to be a busy and exciting place.

However, he felt rather alone.

Luckily, he was found by a very kind family

who decided to look after him.

I think that's us!

[Sniffling] Yup.

And he has lived with them happily ever since.

And wouldn't mind staying forever.

The end.

I'm sorry, everyone.

That wasn't the most exciting story.


- Well done!
- [Cheering]


- That was great, Paddington!
- Way to go, Paddington!

The perfect campfire story, Paddington.

Now, who'd like one more marshmallow?

ALL: Me!

"By the end,

we'd all earned our "campfire story" badges, including me.

And I couldn't help thinking,

maybe the best stories are the ones we have inside us.

Love from Paddington."

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