03x12 - One Bear's Treasure / Bear of Style / A Night at the Opera

[bunniefuu]

♪ 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 brandnew ♪

♪ 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!

Mary, look what Paddington
unearthed in the attic.

It's a wonder he found
anything up there at all!

It's cluttered
from top to bottom.

Come along, Paddington.

We'll put them in the
cupboard under the stairs.

I don't think there's any room
for your clubs, Mr. Brown.

All right then,
we'll put them in the garage.

I forgot. This is where I put
the overflow from the attic.

We really must do something
about all this mess, Henry.

You're right.
Everything should go.

Even my favorite chair from...

College.

But where would everything
go to, Mr. Brown?

A car boot sale?

People drive up in their cars
and sell all kinds of things.

Perhaps we can sell some of
your clutter at tomorrow's sale.

Mr. Gruber says the secret
of a car boot sale,

is to pile things high
and sell them cheap.

People are always on the lookout
for bargains.

What a good idea!

You two can go to the car
boot sale while we do
the weekly shopping.

Right then. we'll get started

and sort out everything
right after lunch.

I think you're going to need
a bigger boot, Mr. Brown.

Ah!

It's getting late, I'll put
the roof rack on now...

And first thing
tomorrow morning,

we'll finish loading up the car.

Hum! Now, what have we here?

I'm ready to go to
the sale, Mr. Brown!

I'm afraid we'll have to
call it off, Paddington.

I seem to have picked up
a... cold. atchoo!

Is there anything I can
do till Mrs. Brown and
Mrs. Bird get back?

Oh, you might put everything
back in the garage.

We don't want every Tom,
d*ck and Harry

helping themselves.

Or Mr. Curry for that matter.

[ripping sound]

Fits like a glove.

Finders keepers, as they say.

That'll look perfect
in my living room.

What... ooh! Ooh!

If you're interested in
that chair, Mr. Curry,
I can sell it to you

for a good price. and
that jacket is a very
good bargain. One pound.

One pound? Whatever are
you talking about, bear?

We were going to sell all
this at the car boot sale,

but Mr. Brown's ill,
so we can't go.

Is that so? Come along,
bear. I have an idea.

It's very kind of you to
suggest taking Paddington
to the sale, Mr. Curry.

Atchoo!

It'll be a pleasure.
I'll gladly contribute
some of my own antiques

and we can split
the profits. /.

Fine. you can take my car.

But I shall expect it back
in pristine condition.

Be careful of my table, bear.
It's very valuable.

No one will ever suspect
there is a hole.

But isn't that dishonest,
Mr. Curry?

All's fair in business.
Only the sharks survive.

But I'm not a shark,
Mr. Curry. I'm a bear.

Hmph!

Don't these people know a
bargain when they see one?

Perhaps you're asking too much.

Mr. Gruber says we should pile
things high and sell them cheap.

Humpf! You'll never get rich
by undercutting your profit
margin, bear.

pounds!

That's outrageous!

What you are eyeing
is the genuine article

handed down to me by my
greatgreatgrandfather.

Personal valet to
the Duke of Canterbury.

Oh! Really? Well I never!

Oh no! It's far too delicate

to be exposed to the
harsh rays of the sun.

It's still too expensive.
Ten pounds?
I'll take it.

Be careful of the
hole in the back.

Duke of Canterbury, indeed!

You've lost a perfectly
good sale, bear!

You sell your things
and I'll sell mine!

Let's see how well you get
on left to your own devices.

But it's still /
because I drove you here.

I need that!
I'll take that!

I want that chair!
How much did you want
for that little ornament?

All right, bear. you win.

What was that catchy
phrase you had,

pile them high
and sell them cheap?

I don't suppose you'd care

to try your paw at piling
up mine? Would you?

It's thirsty work, Mr. Curry.
Of course. Of course.

I'll gladly fetch you
some refreshments. you
just get down to work.

Mr.Gruber, thanks to you, I've
sold all of the Browns' things.

But I'm afraid I havent been
able to sell anything
of Mr. Curry's.

Not even that antique table.

I'm not surprised, Mr. Brown.

It's a fake if ever I saw one.
And not a very good one at that.

Just look at the way
the legs are glued on.

Well, I'm off to see if I can
find any bargains of my own,
Mr. Brown.

Mr. Curry won't be very
pleased. Unless...

It's an antique and
I'll only take pounds
for it. Not a penny less.

I wish I could find another
just like it.

They would make
perfect end tables.

[he gasps.]

My antique table.
Where is it, bear?

Here it is, Mr. Curry.
I managed to sell it for you.

You sold it?
Yes. I decided
to buy it myself.

Even if it isn't
much of a bargain.

But I don't want to sell it,
bear. Take your money back.

But you wanted to sell
some of your antiques.
It is /, you know.

I know what I said. keep
my half. I want that table!

Well, if you insist, Mr. Curry.

I'm afraid this is a fake, sir.

It's not anything
like the other one.
But... but... but...

Mr. Curry even gave up his
half of the /, Mr. Brown.

I can't believe it.
You sold everything?

Not quite everything.

Ah! My old chair.

We can use our profits
to repair it.

Oh, thank you, Paddington.

What about Mr. Curry?

Why did he give up his
half of the profits?

Oh, I shouldn't worry
about Mr. Curry.

He got what he asked for.

Just as Mr. Gruber
had promised,

Paris is full of topics

for his book,
The World and its Wonders.

The sights.

The food, the people,
the clothes...

Clothes!?!

It's a fashion sh**t,
Mr. Brown.

They take photos of the
clothes for a magazine.

You stay and watch while I get
our tickets for the tour boat.

Oui, monsieur Gruber.

And try not to wander into
any of their photographs.

Don't worry. they
won't know I'm here.

Hold on!

Wait! Stop!

Oh! Pardon, monsieur.

Arrete. arrete.

Le magazinehas just heard from
the fashion designer, Vachon.

He wishes the models
to wear les chapeaux.

C'est impossible!How can
I create a masterpiece

when Vachon is always
changing his mind?

Shh! Vachon might
be here right now.

I hear he always attends
his fashion sh**t.

Oh! La la!
No one has ever
seen the great Vachon.

But I have heard that he is a
short man with a heavy beard.

Sort of like, uh...

Ooh! C'est Vachon.
C'est Vachon!

Ah! Bienvenue, monsieur.
Quelle surprise!

Uh, bonjour.

Monsieur,what do you think
of our petitefashion sh**t?

Well, I really like the boat.

I'm not so sure about
those clothes.

But... the clothes
are beautiful!

Works of art! Magnifiques!

Oh, they are. but they're
all wrong for a boat.

You need sensible clothing.
Like my wellington boots

and my hat. they come in
very handy if it rains.

And you never can
predict the weather

when you're on water.
-Mr. Brown! Mr. Brown!

I have to go. but it was
nice talking to you. good
luck with your photographs!

You heard monsieur Vachon.
He wants wellington boots
and a floppy hat.

What are you waiting for?
Vite! Vite!

Ah, mais non.
What have they done?!

C'est diabolique!They've
ruined my exquisite designs.

There was someone
at the photo sh**t

claiming to be you, monsieur Vachon.
he told them to do it.

Then I must appear at my
fashion show tonight, and
clear this matter up myself.

I must expose this impostor.
And when I'm finished,

he will wish he had never
heard the name Vachon!

That boat trip on the seine
was most enjoyable, Mr. Brown.

What's going on?
- C'est monsieur
Vachon's fashion show.

The hottest ticket in town.

Tout lefashion world is here.

Look, Mr. Gruber. it's my
friend from this morning.

Madame!Over here!

[whispering]:
C'est monsieur Vachon.

In you go, monsieur.

It's nice to have friends
in high places, Mr. Brown.

I'm sure this fashion show
will be very entertaining.

Stay close, Mr. Brown.

I don't want you to get lost.

Thank goodness you came.
We desperately need you
backstage. Tout de suite!

Mr. Brown?

Your ticket, monsieur?

Bah! I do not need a ticket.
I am Vachon, the great designer!

Excusezmoi.but the
real monsieur Vachon
is already inside.

It must be that impostor again!

Monsieur!

Well,

what do you think
of the clothes?

They look very nice.
But perhaps a bit too nice.

They don't look very
lived in, do they?

Take my hat, for instance.

This was handed down
to me by uncle.

This hole was already there.

And look at this stain.

It's marmalade. if you look
closely, all clothes have
one or more stains.

Ah! Zut alors!

Excusezmoi.

But are you sure?

It's just my opinion.

Oh! If you say so, monsieur.
Oh!

I wonder what on earth has
happened to Mr. Brown!

I must find my way backstage!

[applause]

My designs!

The show is ruined!
My career is over!

Just wait until I find
the one responsible!

Vite, monsieur.
You must take a bow!

[applause]

You ruined my designs!

You!

Smile, please!
Together, please!

Impostor!
Now I've got you!

Mr. Gruber! There you are.
I hope you enjoyed the show.

They used all my suggestions.

Right down to the holes
in my hat and the stains.

My apologies, monsieur Vachon.

I'll throw this man
out immediately.

Monsieur Vachon?But
I'm not monsieur Vachon.
My name is Paddington Brown.

[all]: Oh! Excusezmoi, monsieur Vachon.

Well, you must admit there
is a strong resemblance.

Ladies and gentlemen,
meet the real monsieur Vachon.

It is true. look.

The real monsieur Vachon
is wearing the style himself!

[cheers]

Yes. My new fashion is born!

Young people these days!

Where do they get their
taste in clothes?

I don't know, Mrs. Bird.
I just don't know.

♪ ... for adaggio
knooowwwwwwwswhat's best ♪

Bravo!

I had no idea you had such
a good voice, Mr. Brown.

Why I'm sure with some practice,

you could sing as well as any
of the great opera stars.

Do you really think so,
Mr. Gruber?

[humming]

Excuse me. my name
is Maria Cassini.

And I must tell you

that your voice
is most beautiful.

I used to be an opera star.

And now, I am putting
on the very opera

that you are singing.

Ah! Yes! Perfecto!

Repeat after me.

♪ Mi mi mi mi mi mi ♪

♪ Me moo moo ♪
-Ah!

You would be perfect as Adagio.

Would you like to be
in my opera?

You'd have to study with me,
of course.

But I could make you a star

in no time.
You want to make mea star?

[Paddington is singing.]

I wonder what it will
be like when Paddington
is an opera star.

♪ Good morning
Mr. and Mrs. Brown ♪

♪ Good morning Mrs. Bird

♪ May I have the marmalade
please mi mi mi mi ♪

♪ Thank you
has anyone checked ♪

♪ If we have any post today ♪

When did he say
the opera was on?

This opera is a
beautiful story.

And in your part,
Adagio plays tricks

and helps travelers
find their way.

You have a lot to learn
in a short period of time.

So first, you must learn
to breathe properly.

[deep inhaling]

which means you must learn
to breathe from the diaphragm.

[exhaling]
But I didn't bring a diagram.

No, no! The diaphragm! Here.

Feel the breath move through
you like a waterfall.

A waterfall?! In here?
Perhaps I should call a doctor.

This is not going to be
as easy as I thought.

We are going to have
to work, work, work!

♪ Do not fear

♪ Adagio's here

What's that racket?
- ♪ Madam tadam

♪ And something something
on your way ♪♪
-Bear!!

I'm sorry, Mr. Curry. you see,
I'm practicing an opera aria

for my teacher, Mrs. Cassini.

I don't care what your...

Did you say Cassini? As in Maria
Cassini, the great opera diva?

Yes. she discovered me and
I'm going to sing in her opera.

Oh, my! Well well.

It's a pleasure to meet you,
Mrs. Cassini.

I'm Mr. Curry. and I'm sure
Paddington must have told you

that I have a quite exceptional
voice myself.

That's very nice, Mr. Scurry.

Now come, Paddington.
You must rest your voice.

We don't want to lose it.

Oh! And the name is not scary.
It's Curry.

And it would look
so good in lights!

How did your lesson go today?

Is something wrong?

I don't see anything.

Is this one of your
vocal exercices?

You're going upstairs
to lie down?

It will be rather nice
to have some peace and
quiet around here.

♪ Do not fear

♪ Adagio's here ♪

Well, that's it
for peace and quiet.

I barely heard a thing.

At least everything will
get back to normal after the
performance tomorrow night.

My star!

Come this way. quickly.

Perfecta.

♪ Do not fear

♪ Adagio's here

♪ Take heed to
this game I play ♪

♪ My job is clear
I'm here to steer you ♪

♪ On your way

♪ My fairy charm

♪ It may alarm

♪ Amidst the moss and wood

♪ Do not despair
you see I care ♪

♪ It's for your own good

♪ My job is done
it has been fun ♪

♪ And now it's time to rest

♪ Without me
what would this world be ♪

♪ For Adagio knows

♪ What's best ♪

Oh dear. he's going off
with madame Cassini.

I thought we would at least get
a chance to congratulate him.

They loved you!
You were fabulous!

Now, after our world tour,
you will be a superstar!

World tour?

I don't think I want
to go on a world tour.

I'd have to leave the Browns
and all my friends behind.

But Paddington, don't
you want to be famous?

No. I think I just want
to be Paddington Brown.

When do you think he'll come
home? I miss him already.

I don't miss him a bit.
Why that bear always
gets all the attention,

I will never understand.
[honking]

Paddington, you were wonderful!

You're going to be famous.

Thank you, Mrs. Brown.
But I've decided I don't
want to be a star anymore.

I just want to be a bear
and live at number ,
Windsor Gardens.

You are indeed very
lucky people

to have such a devoted
family member.

Madam Cassini. perhaps you'll
be looking for a replacement
for your star pupil?

♪ Do not fear Adagio's here ♪

[he's singing out of tune.]