Nanny McPhee Page #12

Cedric, look at me. Do you see any bees?

[other children buzzing]

I said, look at me!

Do you see any bees? Do you?

- Do you?

- I do.

- Ooaah!

- It's all right. I've got the little bugger.

[yelps] It's on me!

- [gasps]

- Lord love a duck! I'm so dreadfully sorry!

[children giggle]

No, no, no, no, no...

- [children laugh]

- Oh, my Lord. Your Higherness!

[gasps]

[both laugh uproariously]

- [Cook] Don't touch the cake!

- Get the tarts!

- Not me good ones!

- [Lily] Ow, he hit me!

- [Lily] Attack!

- Aaargh!

Not the cake! Not the cake!

Right! I'll have the lot of you!

Simon, bowling practice.

- [gasps]

- [whooping and shouting]

Evangeline, where are your manners?

Sod my manners, you old trout.

This is the first fun I've had in weeks!

- Oh, Lord.

- Letty, my hair. Where is it?

[as Mrs Quickly]

"Look at them, the little, small things."

That's it! You dreadful, awful,

monstrous creatures!

Take your hands off my children!

Cedric, it's over! I won't spend

another minute with this rabble

and I don't care how much

the old hag is giving you.

Letty, the lambs!

- [lambs bleat]

- [Letty whimpers]

- This dress is ruined!

- Absolute carnage!

A nice choice for a wife, I must say, Cedric.

I'm sorry. You gave me no time

to find anyone else.

As for your children, a lengthy spell

in a corrective institution is long overdue.

And you, Evangeline, I can see

that you are as wild as the rest of them.

And proud to be. I love them, Lady Stitch,

which is more than you do.

Insolence!

I'd leave you here to rot,

but I gave my word that I would raise you

and I never, ever, break my word.

Come away now.

[magical tinkling]

Wait, Aunt Adelaide! Wait!

You agreed. You gave your word

that if our father remarried this month,

you'd support us.

I did.

So if he marries today,

you'll have to keep your word.

- Oh, you're wasting my time!

- No.

No. No, I'm not.

- He will marry today.

- What?

- What?

- What?

What?

- Who?

- He'll marry Evangeline.

Incest?

No! No, Aunt Adelaide.

Evangeline isn't our sister.

- Not your sister?

- Of course she's not our sister.

Well, who is she, then?

I'm his scullery maid.

What?

Evangeline, do you love Papa?

Of course not. I know my place.

That wouldn't be right. I mean...

Yes.

Papa, do you love Evangeline?

What? That would be totally improper.

A thing like that could...could never happen.

I mean, obviously...

Yes.

He's marrying the scullery maid?

Oh!

- [thump]

- [magical tinkling]

[creaking]

- [crashing thud]

- [magical wind zings and whistles]

[child] It's snowing!

Well, I never! Snow!

Snow in August!

- [children laugh]

- I take it, then, Mr Brown,

that the young lady

is not in fact the fruit of your loins?

Because the Church would have to take

a rather dim view of it if she were.

No. What happened was my son Simon

is a very clever boy.

Evangeline...

for the record,

whatever I may have said about stepmothers,

that whole "evil breed" moment,

most emphatically does not apply to you.

This way.

Jolly good. If I may then invite you all

to join us once more.

Hallelujah.

Oh, Nanny McPhee... I'm so nervous.

Deep breaths.

I don't look much like a bride, do l?

You will.

[magical breeze fizzes and tinkles]

How's the reading coming along?

It's much better.

But I still haven't got to the end

of that story.

No need. You are the end of the story.

[parps nose mightily]

Dearly beloved, we are gathered together

to join together this man and this woman

in holy matrimony.

Make a loud noise and rejoice

and sing praise.

- [tinkling of bells]

- [rushing]

[Nanny McPhee] There is something

you should understand about the way I work.

When you need me but do not want me,

then I must stay.

When you want me but no longer need me,

then I have to go.

[magical tinkling]

- [creaking]

- [mighty thud]

[rubbery squeaking]

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