Mary Poppins Page #13

Mr. Dawes (Snr):

Poppins?

Mr. Banks:

My nanny. She's the one who sings that ridiculous song.

A spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down

The medicine go down

The medicine go down

The medicine--

Mr. Dawes:

Mad as a march hare.

Mr. Dawes (Snr):

A wooden leg named Smith. A wooden leg named Smith. A wooden le--

Mr. Dawes:

Father? Father! Father, come down! Daddy! Daddy, come back!

Admiral Boom:

Wind's come around, blowing dead on from the west!

Michael:

She doesn't care what happens to us.

Jane:

She only promised to stay 'til the wind changed. Isn't that right, Mary Poppins?

Mary Poppins:

Will you bring me my hat stand, please?

Jane:

Mary Poppins, don't you love us?

Mary Poppins:

And what would happen to me, may I ask, if I loved all the children I said good-bye to?

Constable:

Yes, sir, that's right. George W. Banks. 17 Cherry Tree Lane. About six foot one, I'd say, sir. Oh,

yes, we rang up his bank first thing this morning. The only thing we discovered was, he'd been

discharged last night. No telling what he might do in a fit of despondency.

Ellen:

Wouldn't hurt to have them drag the river. There's a nice spot there by Suffolk bridge. Popular

with jumpers.

Mrs. Banks:

Really, Ellen!

Constable:

He seemed to have been a fine, stable gentleman, sir. No hanky-panky, if you know what I

mean. Oh, regular habits, sir. Well, far as anyone knows.

Mr. Banks:

The medicine go down

The medicine go down

Just a spoonful of sugar

Mrs. Brill:

It's him!

Mr. Banks:

Helps the medicine go down

Ellen:

Or something that sounds like him.

Constable:

Mrs. Banks, could we have a little less noise on the premises? I can't make out what the

inspector's sayin'.

Mr. Banks:

In the most delightful way

Just a spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down

Mrs. Banks:

George! Oh, George, you didn't jump in the river. How sensible of you.

Constable:

It's all right, sir. He's been found! No, alive! Or so I presume. He's a-kissin' a-Mrs. Banks.

Mrs. Banks:

I've been so worried. What happened at the bank?

Mr. Banks:

I've been sacked, discharged, flung into the street.

A spoonful of sugar makes the medicine go down

Ellen:

Gone off his crumpet. That's what he's done.

Mr. Banks:

The medicine go down

Ellen:

Dotty as you please.

Mrs. Banks:

George, what on earth were you doing in the cellar?

Mr. Banks:

You'll see in a moment. Where are the children? Jane? Michael?

Mrs. Banks:

Your father's calling you.

Michael:

It doesn't sound like Father.

Mr. Banks:

Jane? Michael?

Mary Poppins:

Run along. Spit spot!

Michael:

You won't go, Mary Poppins, will you?

Mary Poppins:

Spit spot.

Michael:

He mended it!

Jane:

It's wonderful! However did you manage it?

Mr. Banks:

With tuppence for paper and strings

You can have your own set of wings

With your feet on the ground

You're a bird in flight

With your fist holding tight

To the string of your kite

Oh, oh, oh

Let's go fly a kite

Up to the highest height

Let's go fly a kite

And send it soaring

Up through the atmosphere

Up where the air is clear

Oh, let's go fly a kite

Mrs. Banks:

A proper kite needs a proper tail, don't you think?

Constable:

That's what I said, sir. Go fly a kite! Oh, no, sir. No, I, I don't mean you personally.

Banks Family:

Let's go fly a kite

Up to the highest height

Let's go fly a kite and send it soaring

Up through the atmosphere

Up where the air is clear

Oh, let's go fly a kite

Bert:

When you send it flying up there

All at once you're lighter than air

You can dance on the breeze

Over houses and trees

With your fist holding tight

To the string of your kite

Kite Flyers:

Oh, oh, oh

Michael:

Now!

Kite Flyers:

Let's go fly a kite

Up to the highest height

Let's go fly a kite and send it soaring

Mr. Dawes:

Oh, there you are, Banks. I want to congratulate you. Capital bit of humor. Wooden leg named

Smith. Or Jones or whatever it was. Father died laughing.

Mr. Banks:

Oh, I'm so sorry, sir.

Mr. Dawes:

Oh, no, nonsense. Nothing to be sorry about. Never seen him happier in his life. He left an

opening for a new partner. Congratulations.

Mr. Banks:

Thank you, sir. Thank you very much indeed, sir.

Kite Flyers:

Up through the atmosphere

Up where the air is clear

Oh, let's go fly a kite

Umbrella:

That's gratitude for you. Didn't even say good-bye.

Mary Poppins:

No, they didn't.

Umbrella:

Look at them. You know, they think more of their father than they do of you.

Mary Poppins:

That's as it should be.

Umbrella:

Well, don't you care?

Mary Poppins:

Practically perfect people never permit sentiment to muddle their thinking.

Umbrella:

Is that so? Well, I'll tell you one thing, Mary Poppins, you don't fool me a bit.

Mary Poppins:

Oh, really?

Umbrella:

Yes, really. I know exactly how you feel about these children. And if you think I'm gonna keep

my mouth shut any longer, I--

Mary Poppins:

That will be quite enough of that, thank you.

Bert:

Good-bye, Mary Poppins. Don't stay away too long.

***** THE END *****

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