Horrid Henry: The Movie Page #2

like Spiderhamster.

He can jump.

He can exercise.

He has bionic teeth.

And... he can sing!

When I'm king,

parents shall do all the homework.

# When I'm king, yeah, when I'm king

# The sun will come out

and the birds will sing

# When I'm king, yeah, when I'm king

# The sun will come out

and the birds will sing

# When I'm king, yeah, when I'm king

# I'll be able to do anything

# When I'm king

You're supposed to be doing

your homework, Henry.

Yeah, I am doing my homework, worm.

Rock star's homework.

- Mum!

- You don't have to tell on me!

- Yes, I do.

- Why?

Henry's not doing his homework!

Henry!

Why do you have to be so perfect, Peter?

Aagh!

Help!

Aaaaaaagh!

I am sick and tired...

Yes, Dad?

Ah, you're... doing your homework.

Yeah. I'm doing physics.

Right.

Good.

Bye, then.

Yeah. Physics has given me

some great ideas

for gooing Moody Margaret. Ha-ha.

OK, just a little bit tighter.

Easy, easy, easy, easy.

Come on, it's OK, it's OK.

OK. Oh, gosh. OK.

Erm... tie this tight.

Ha! Try that for size, slug features.

Yeah, slug features.

Henry.

Yes, Miss Battle-Axe?

- Teachers first.

- Oh, of course, Miss Battle-Axe.

Allow me.

He-e-e-e-enry!

Oh, why is it always me?

We simply cannot allow

this sort of behaviour to continue.

The inspectors have made it very clear

that this school

is under serious threat of closure.

There's only one course of action.

But, Cynthia...

...I'm the backbone ofthe school.

- You cannot let this happen to me.

- She can and she will.

- Ooh.

- I'll handle this myself, thank you.

Boudicca...

...you and I have worked too long

and too hard to see this school closed.

The inspectors have commented on

a total lack of discipline...

There's no lack of discipline

in my classroom.

...out of control pupils...

My pupils are certainly not out of control.

...and a dismal homework record.

That horrid boy.

I was never able to teach him anything.

I've been told I have to make

an example of somebody.

So I'm afraid...

You can go home now.

What?

You what, Miss Battle-Axe?

You heard me, Margaret.

You can all go home early.

Yes!

And following our exclusive report

exclusively reporting on declining...

- Hey, Mum.

- You're home early, boys.

Can I have one?

Miss Battle-Axe let us go early.

Awesome.

TV. Ashton Primary School's

longest-serving teacher,

Miss Battle-Axe,

has been sacked.

Miss Battle-Axe... has been... sacked?

Ah, Miss Battle-Axe.

Can you give us a statement?

I'll be back, Henry, you horrid boy.

Mr Vic Van Wrinkle,

the headmaster of Brickhouse School,

Hey, Ralph, wait up!

The exclusive and very expensive school,

commented, saying,

"It's a sad and sorry state of amairs

when a school cannot keep

its own pupils in order. "

Well, looks like my little plan is working.

It won't be long before the parents

of all those children

will be paying me lots of money

for them to come here.

Brickhouse School.

Because... there won't be

an Ashton Primary School

for them to go to any more.

Now...

...let's see ifwe can make this boy Henry

even more horrid, shall we?

Shall we? Come on. Do it!

Someone's here to see you,

Miss Oddbod. It's er...

...about Miss Battle-Axe's old job.

How strange. We haven't advertised it yet.

- Show them in, Sidmouth.

- Right.

I understand you have an opening

for a very fine teacher.

Which I am, Jimmy.

I'm sorry, what did you say your name was?

Erm... Beowulf.

Beowulf Battering-Ram. Ha-ha.

Oh, Boudicca.

You do know I can't offer you

your old job back.

Oh, please, Miss Oddbod!

Well... er...

...we'll keep your details on file and let you know.

Sidmouth?

Could you show this... gentleman out, please?

This way, sir.

Whoa!

I'll be back.

Oh, dear.

Mow, then, boys and girls,

Miss Battle-Axe's class

will be joining us today,

so we'll have to squeeze in together, OK?

Bunch up a bit in the background.

Quickly, please.

Settle down, everybody, as quick as you can,

in your seats. Right.

Does anyone want to tell me anything

before we have our singsong?

Yes, Peter?

Yesterday, I put a red crayon

in the yellow crayon box, Miss Lovely.

Oh.

- And I took it out again, Miss Lovely.

- OK.

And I wiped it clean with a cloth, Miss Lovely.

And I put it in the red crayon box,

Miss Lovely.

Well, how lovely is that?

You really are my best boys.

fMR. Ugh. Peter and his miends

make me sick.

Eugh!

Now, boys and girls,

today in class we're going to learn

all about France.

To start with, we're going to sing a song

called Frre Jacques.

Can anyone tell me

what Frre Jacques means?

Me!

- Got any sweets, Henry?

Er... yeah.

Henry, can you tell me

what Frre Jacques means?

Yeah, nose pickers!

All right. Settle down, everybody.

Thank you. That's lovely, Henry.

Now, then, shall we all sing together?

# Frre Jacques

# Frre Jacques

# Dormez-vous?

Got any more Frre Jacques in there,

dingbat dodo?

Hey, what you doing? That's mine.

I only want to look at it.

Give it back, Moody Margaret!

Ooh-ee stressy!

# Frre Jacques

Stop. Right, that's it. You asked for it!

Hey, that's not my gross goo.

Oooh!

Nice one, bogey brain.

- Yeah. Nice one, Henry.

- It wasn't me.

Oooh!

Move.

She's banned the Zero Zombies, Henry.

What? We've been taken offthe list?

Ha! Oh, Henry, not going to be

a pop star after all?

- Get used to it.

- Yeah, get used to it.

Hey, check it out. It's called

walking the magnetic moggy.

Yeah, magnetic moggy.

You're not in the talent

contest any more, Henry.

What you gonna do now, Henry?

- I dunno.

- Er... er...

Oh, get offthe table.

Hello, Ruby.

Rich Aunt Ruby and stuck-up Steve.

My favourite cousin. Not.

Did someone say,

Polly put the kettle on?

Prissy Polly and Vomiting Vera.

Could life get any better?

- I'll put the kettle on, Polly.

- Mum...

- Henry.

- Yeah, what?

Tell Peter the tea's ready

and wash your hands.

Oh, come on.

I hear Ashton Primary School's

closing down.

Well, it does seem as though

they're losing a lot ofteachers.

Think about sending the boys

to Brickhouse.

But isn't Brickhouse very expensive?

Well, yes.

That's the whole point, really.

But they do produce the most clever boys.

# You're 2 cool 4 school

# Wanna win some money

# 2 cool 4 school

# Be nobody's fool

# 2 cool 4 school

# Then maybe, just maybe

# You're 2 cool 4 school

This is one of my most

favourite TV shows ever.

I watch it every week

and nothing can stop me.

Mummy, Henry insists

on watching 2 Cool 4 School

and I want to watch Business For Boys.

I must have said please 52 million times

and he won't budge.

You see? Clever and charming.

In order to open

a building society account...

This is not fair.

This is my house. I should be allowed

to watch what I want on TV.

When I'm king,

I'll force stuck-up Steve...

I am not stuck-up, I'm posh.

...to watch every single episode

of 2 Cool 4 School

three billion times!

No-o-o-o-o-o!

There's a try-out day coming up

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