London is not how we imagined it. Hardly anyone says hello or wears hats. And you can no longer simply turn up at the station and get a home. It's hard to see where a bear could ever belong in such a strange, cold city.
Paddington
5s
Do calm down, you two. There's no need to rush.
Paddington
3.2s
This house just isn't the place for a bear.
Paddington
9.2s
No. We won't do that. Mrs Brown? - He's family. - Family? You're not even the same species.
Paddington
5s
Just got a bit tied up with the stationery. Come on, little bear.
Paddington
1.7s
Yes?
Paddington
3.4s
- Jonathan! That's 50,000 volts of... - I know what I'm doing!
Paddington
2.5s
- He's going for the roof. - Come on!
Paddington
2.9s
Go on, then. Off you pop.
Paddington
4.6s
Oh. Fighting talk. OK. I'll have one.
Paddington
6.6s
I can hear something. - That's just the pipes. - That's not pipes. That's bear.
Paddington
4.5s
Thank you. He's alright. Good dog. Mwah!
Paddington
1.4s
I had it lasered.
Paddington
10.4s
But, Honeypot, that is barbaric. Mr Curry, I am not your Honeypot. I never was. What? Now take your rotten flowers and get out of here! Go.
