I'm going to get a job and buy that book. Back in a few minutes, Paddington. Ciao ciao. Ciao ciao, Mr Giuseppe.
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Of course they won't, Paddington. This is the Browns you're talking about. They'll sort everything out, and I'll be able to go home and get your present, and everything will be right as rain.
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- Thank you, Mr McGinty. - Don't thank me yet.
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1.9s
The hunt begins.
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Get up off the floor, you bunch of yellow-bellies! Listen to me. This bear is now under my protection. - Oh? - Anyone who touches a hair on his back will answer to Knuckles McGinty.
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- What is this? - It's a marmalade sandwich.
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Marmalade? My Aunt Lucy taught me to make them. You mean, you can make this? - Well, yes. - Stand aside.
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Good morning, madam, sir. Welcome on board. - Fine. Thank you. - May I offer you a glass of champagne? - Oh! Thank you. Very civilised, yes. - Thank you so much. Very kind. Nice to have a break after all I've been through with that beastly bear. Boiler pressure, two-two-five. Water, half a glass. - Air brake, off. - Nice work, J-Dog.
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Must be somewhere down there right now. Shouldn't we help him, Knuckles? How? We go back down there, they won't just lock us up, - they'll throw away the key! - I know, but... he's our friend.
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A. A.
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My name's not J-Dog. It's Jonathan Brown. And I like steam trains. Oh! Oh, for goodness' sake. - I'm so sorry. - Get off! - Ssh, ssh. - Stop it, stop it! Don't shush me, Gertrude. I have just been spilled upon by a chilled liquid. Gerald. I want you to shush.
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D.
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Hmm.
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Poor little fella.
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The book.
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D.
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Oh, very, very funny. Anyway, they do say that at Madame Kozlova's, all your dreams come true. So, if you had one wish tonight, what would it be? Oh, that's easy. I'd like to get my Aunt Lucy a birthday present. - Aww. - Darling. I've got my eye on an old pop-up book of London. Made by Madame Kozlova, as it happens. The only problem is it's rather expensive. So I need to get my paws on an awful lot of money. Well, I'm not sure that we can offer you that. But we can of course offer you o-o-o-odles of fun. So, if you would like to lend me a paw, we now declare Kozlova's Steam Fair... ...open!
