Mary Poppins Page #7

Ow! And a lovely thing she is, too.

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Mary Poppins:

Jane! Michael! Stay close now. Oh, Bert, all your fine drawings.

Bert:

Well, there's more where they came from. Meantime, I'm changing businesses. This here is

lovely hot chestnut weather.

Mary Poppins:

Come along, children. Bye, Bert.

Bert:

Bye-bye.

Jane:

Bye, Bert.

Bert:

Bye. Bye, Jane and Michael.

Michael:

Bye, Bert.

Bert:

Chim chiminy, chim chiminy chim chim cheroo

La dum da da dum da da da da dum

Michael:

No, no, I won't take your nasty medicine!

Jane:

Do we have to, Mary Poppins?

Mary Poppins:

People who get their feet wet, must learn to take their medicine.

Michael:

I don't want it. I'm not gonna--

Jane:

Oh! Lime cordial! Delicious!

Michael:

Strawberry! Mmm!

Mary Poppins:

R-r-rum punch. Quite satisfactory.

Jane:

Mary Poppins, you won't ever leave us, will you?

Mary Poppins:

Do you have a handkerchief under your pillow? Mm-hmm.

Michael:

Will you stay if we promise to be good?

Mary Poppins:

Och! That's a piecrust promise. Easily made, easily broken.

Jane:

Whatever would we do without you?

Mary Poppins:

I shall stay until the wind changes.

Michael:

But, Mary Poppins, how long will that be?

Mary Poppins:

Silence, please. It's time to go to sleep.

Jane:

Oh, we couldn't possibly go to sleep! So many lovely things have happened today.

Mary Poppins:

Did they?

Jane:

Yes! When we jumped into Bert's chalk picture.

Michael:

And we rode the merry-go-round, and all the horses jumped off, and--

Jane:

And we all went riding in the countryside!

Jane & Michael:

Tally ho! Tchunga! Tchunga! Yikes!

Mary Poppins:

Really?

Jane:

Mary Poppins, don't you remember? You won the horse race!

Mary Poppins:

A respectable person like me in a horse race? How dare you suggest such a thing.

Michael:

But I saw you do it!

Mary Poppins:

Now, not another word or I shall have to summon the policeman. Is that clear?

Michael:

It did happen! I saw it!

Mary Poppins:

Go to sleep.

Michael:

No, I don't want to go to sleep.

Jane:

Mary Poppins, we're much too excited!

Mary Poppins:

Very well, suit yourselves.

Stay awake don't rest your head

Don't lie down upon your bed

While the moon drifts in the skies

Stay awake don't close your eyes

Though the world is fast asleep

Though your pillow's soft and deep

You're not sleepy as you seem

Stay awake don't nod and dream

Stay awake don't nod and dream

Admiral Boom:

Glorious day, Mr. Binnacle. Glorious! No one sleeps this morning. Put in a double charge of

powder.

Mr. Binnacle:

A double charge? Aye, aye, sir.

Admiral Boom:

Shake things up a bit, what?

Mrs. Banks:

Lovely, lovely morning, Ellen.

Ellen:

Indeed it is, ma'am.

Mrs. Banks:

Have you put the spoiled eggs in my carryall?

Ellen:

Yes, ma'am.

Mrs. Banks:

After our meeting at the Albert Hall, we're all going to Downing street, to throw things at the

prime minister. Oh, how distinguished you look this morning, George.

Mr. Banks:

What's all that fearful caterwauling in the kitchen?

Mrs. Banks:

It's cook singing.

Mr. Banks:

Cook singing? What's wrong with her?

Mrs. Banks:

She's happy as a cricket. As a matter of fact, since you hired Mary Poppins, the most

extraordinary thing seems to have come over the household.

Mr. Banks:

Is that so?

Mrs. Banks:

Take Ellen for instance. She hasn't broken a dish all morning.

Mr. Banks:

Really? Well, that is extraordinary.

Mrs. Banks:

And another thing. She and Cook usually fight like cats and dogs, but today--

Mrs. Brill:

Let me hold the door for you, Ellen dear.

Ellen:

Thanks ever so, ducks.

Mr. Banks:

Ellen, stop making that offensive noise! And shut the window! That bird's giving me a headache.

Ellen:

Yes, sir. Quiet! You're giving the master a headache.

Mrs. Banks:

I'm so sorry you're not feeling well this morning, George.

Mr. Banks:

Who said I'm not feeling well? I'm fit as a fiddle. I just don't understand why everyone's so

confoundedly cheerful!

Jane & Michael:

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Supercalifragilistic-expialidocious

Supercalifragilistic- expialidocious

Mrs. Banks:

How lovely. Thank you, my darling.

Jane & Michael:

Supercalifragilistic-expialidocious

Jane, Michael, Ellen & Mrs. Brill:

Supercalifragilistic- expialidocious

Mr. Banks:

Stop! Stop! Stop!

Jane:

Good morning, Father.

Mr. Banks:

Good morning.

Jane:

Mary Poppins taught us the most wonderful words.

Michael:

Supercalifragilistic- expialidocious

Mr. Banks:

What on earth are you talking about? Supercali-- super-- or whatever the infernal thing is.

Jane:

It's something to say when you don't know what to say.

Mr. Banks:

Yes, well, I always know what to say. Go on, hurry along, please.

Jane:

Yes, father.

Jane & Michael:

Supercalifragilistic- expialidocious

Mr. Banks:

Winifred, will you be good enough to explain this unseemly hullabaloo?

Mrs. Banks:

I don't think there's anything to explain, do you? It's obvious that you're out of sorts this morning.

The children just came in to make you feel better.

Mr. Banks:

I should like to make one thing quite clear, once and for all. I am not out of sorts. I am in a

perfectly equable mood. I don't require being made to feel better!

Mrs. Banks:

But you're always saying that you wanted a cheerful and pleasant household.

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