Chitty Chitty Bang Bang Page #6

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We are still losing height.

There must be something else

we can throw out.

There's nothing else

we can throw out.

- You just dropped someone.

- I can't swim.

Come back!

## Oh, the posh, posh travelling life,

the travelling life for me

## First cabin and captain's table,

regal company

## When I'm at the helm,

the world's my realm

## And I do it stylishly

## Port out, starboard home,

posh with a capital P-O- S-H

- Schweinhund!

- Schwasser!

- What do we do now?

- Start swimming.

- I don't swim.

- Then start drowning!

## P-O-S-H, P-O-S-H

## Posh!

Hello.

Where are we?

Somewhere over the North Sea, I think.

Don't you know where we're going?

I don't, but Chitty does.

I think we're in pretty good hands.

Good morning.

This is your captain speaking.

We hope you had a pleasant trip.

We are about to land in Vulgaria.

- Where?

- Vulgaria?

Please fasten your seat belts,

and no smoking. Thank you.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

Speed, 41/2 knots.

Wind, east-southeast.

Brigade, attention!

- We haf a guest. Welcome him.

- Jawohl, Your Excellency!

Order arms!

Professor Potts.

Please, walk zis way.

Present arms!

On behalf of

Her Majesty the Queen, I'd like...

Excuse me.

You're early.

- Down the table and in the pocky.

- You cheat.

- Professor Potts

- Professor?

Vulgaria welcomes

ze brilliant Professor Potts,

inventor extraordinary.

Excuse me, sir.

There seems to be some sort of mistake.

You are not Professor Potts, ze inventor?

Executioner!

What would you like me to invent, sir?

I will show you. My horse!

Get the horse for His Excellency.

Gee up!

How proud you look on that fine horse.

The most beautiful toy

you ever bought me, my darling.

- But, who is this?

- Professor Potts from England.

I think we haf a surprise for you.

Eh, Professor?

- Come on.

- Adieu.

Vat do you think, Professor?

Everything you need.

These will be your assistants.

And this is the baronial car.

Can you make zis car float?

Like ampfibial English motee car.

Float over the cresty wave of the wart.

It's not that easy without my laboratory.

I have already thought of that.

Here is your laboratory.

If you succeed in making the car float,

I will make you privy counsellor.

But if you fail, I will stuff your head

wiz sauerkraut and feed it to the dogs.

Feedy dorribles, snarly snort horribold.

You haf got 24 hours.

Proper card, he is.

Odd sense of humour.

Stuff me head with sauerkraut.

The baron never makes jokes.

Look at us.

We've been here for years and years.

I came here to repair the telephone.

That was 24 years ago.

They have terrible tortures.

The thumbscrew and the rack.

They stretch you and stretch you.

When I first came here, I was a midget.

Phaw!

But, I mean, a floating car!

That's impossible!

- Nothing's impossible.

- That's what my son's always saying.

We'll help you, won't we, lads?

Nil desperandum.

We'll succeed. You'll see.

Courage, man.

## Every bursted bubble has a glory

## Each abysmal failure makes a point

## Every glowing path that goes astray

## Shows you how to find a better way

## So every time you stumble,

never grumble

## Next time you'll bumble even less

## For up from the ashes,

up from the ashes

## Grow the roses of success

## Grow the roses

## Grow the roses of success

## Oh, yes

## Grow the roses

## Those rosy roses

## From the ashes of disaster

grow the roses of success

- But he wants it to float.

- It will.

## For every big mistake you make,

- ## Be grateful

- ## Hear, hear

- ## That mistake you'll never make again

- ## No, sir

## Every shiny dream that fades and dies

## Generates the steam for two more tries

## There's magic in the wake of a fiasco

## Correct

## It gives you that chance to second-guess

## Oh, yes

- ## Then up from the ashes

- ## Up from the ashes

## Grow the roses of success

## Grow the roses

## Grow the roses of success

## Grow the roses

## Those rosy roses

## From the ashes of disaster

grow the roses of success

- ## Disaster didn't stymie Louis Pasteur

- ## No, sir

- ## Edison took years to see the light

- ## Right

## Alexander Graham knew failure well

## He took a lot of knocks to ring that bell

## So when it gets distressing,

it's a blessing

## Onward and upward you must press,

yes, yes

## Till up from the ashes

## Up from the ashes

## Grow the roses of success

## Grow the ro...

## Grow the roses

## Grow the ro...

## Grow the roses

## Grow the roses of success

## Grow the ro...

## Grow the roses

## Those rosy ro...

## Those rosy roses

## From the ashes of disaster

## Grow the roses

## Of success!

- Start the engine.

- ## Success!

- Batten the hatches.

- ## Success!

Man the shrouds!

Lift the anchor!

## Success!

Oh, Daddy, we'll never find him.

We must keep looking.

Look! What's that down there?

A- ha!

Let's have a look.

Look!

- The Zeppelin!

- We've found Grandpa.

Not yet we haven't.

What's happening?

- Remarkable!

- Your Excellency...

- We are being attacked.

- Attacked?

Attack! Attack!

That was that terrible Bomburst!

It certainly was.

- Where are they going?

- It's a car!

Where did they go?

How floaty in the heavenly abode,

fully peoplebodies.

Fire!

What's the matter with you?

You want to destroy my beautiful car?

They're firing at us.

There are children up there.

We'd better get away from here.

Hang on, everybody.

We're coming in to land.

Your Excellency,

it's landing in the village.

Call out the guards!

And call out the child catcher!

Charge!

Charge!

Let me in.

We made it!

- Isn't Chitty wonderful?

- You're clever, Daddy.

Yes, he certainly is.

You all stay here.

I'm going to the castle.

- We want to come too.

- To help you find Grandpa.

Don't you think

we ought to stay together?

- Maybe you're right.

- Come on, children.

- I wonder where we are.

- I don't know.

Come on.

Pardon me, sir. The castle?

- Le chateau?

- Der Schloss?

What's the matter with him?

Come on.

What are they staring at?

I don't know.

It seems to be the children.

Haven't they seen children before?

Haven't you noticed?

There aren't any children.

Not one.

What's going on?

Hey, you, what's happening?

Soldiers! Soldiers!

Hey, you there!

- Get the children in here.

- Can you tell me what's happening?

Quickly, before the soldiers get here.

Come, Fraulein.

Get inside, quickly.

We must hide the children.

The soldiers will take them away.

But why?

Nobody's allowed

to have children in Vulgaria.

- But what about all these toys?

- The baroness hates children.

Quickly, down there.

And don't make a sound.

I want every house in this square

to be searched from top to bottom.

First section, step out there and search.

Second section, over there.

Section three, over there.

Search everywhere!

Giddap!

There are children here somewhere.

I can smell them.

Aaah-ha!

Captain!

I think we've got them.

- Lieutenant!

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