He went to her caravan and opened her strongbox. But instead of her treasure, all he found was one of her pop-up books. "Twelve Landmarks of London." They had him cornered, but he vanished. And neither he nor the treasure were ever heard of again.
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6s
Well, Grandfather, tonight we go in search of clue number two.
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3.6s
The setting, St Paul's Cathedral.
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Wakey-wakey. Marmalade time.
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But how to slip in unobserved.
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...became the Dying Swan.
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And the Flying Swan...
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33.9s
It's awful hot in here. Are you hot? I'm hot. Did I leave the oven on? It's called a hard stare. Aunt Lucy taught me to do them when people had forgotten their manners. You don't have to tell me about hard stares. I practically invented them. Pretty good for a bear though, I'll give you that. Now, Mr McGinty, I may look like a hardened criminal to you, but I really am innocent. And if you're not going to help me clear my name, you could at least help me make this marmalade. All right, I'll help. - Thank you. - Not gonna be much use to you though.
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7.2s
These weren't exactly made for cooking. I don't know. Looks to me like you've got yourself a fine pair of orange squeezers.
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7.1s
- Right, it's time for the sugar. - OK. That's what turns the juice into marmalade. - How much? - Ooh, a lot.
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6.8s
Where on earth did you learn to use a knife like that? You don't wanna know. Well, it's jolly good.
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3.8s
A squeeze of lemon. A pinch of cinnamon.
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1.2s
What's going on?
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3.7s
Now? Now.
Paddington 2
2.7s
Same again.
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1.2s
Ah.
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14.9s
- What? - You know, for, um... pudding? - No! - Fair enough. I'm afraid we only know how to make marmalade. - Hmm. - But if you have any recipes... This lot? You're wasting your time there, Paddington. They wouldn't know their pectin from their paprika.
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- Are you scared what they might think? - No! What do they think? Did they like it? Did they say anything? - What did they say? - Well... They hated it! I knew it! My father always said I'd amount to nothing and he was right! Knuckles. Knuckles! - What? - Come and look.
