Paddington Page #2

- He's so embarrassing.

We can't leave him here.

We can.

He's not our responsibility.

He's a young bear

who needs our help, Henry.

It's just for one night, until we can

find the right people to look after him.

There you are.

- OK.

- Yes!

- Excuse me?

- Hello.

I'm dreadfully sorry,

I don't actually know your name.

Well, I've got a bear name, but it seems

to be rather hard to pronounce.

That's not ripe.

- Perhaps you'd like an English name.

- An English name? Like what?

Oh, look, Henry, it's perfect.

You want to call him Ketchup?

Ketchup the bear?

- Paddington!

- Paddington?

Paddington.

Pa-dding-ton.

Paddington!

Sorry! I like it.

Well, then, Paddington, how would you

like to come home with us?

London is the place for me

London, that lovely city

You could go to France or America

India, Asia or Australia

You're gonna come back to London City

London is the place for me

Oh! What sort of route do you call that?

Well, the young bear

said it was his first time in London.

I thought I'd show him the sights.

- Should've charged more!

- Keep the change.

Cheer up, mate.

Might never happen.

Darling, have you got your keys?

Come on, Paddington.

Oh, yes.

But this... this is wonderful!

Do you know,

I was actually beginning to think

nobody would give me a home,

but this...! That's ripe.

This will suit me down to the ground.

Thank you very much.

We're not giving you a home.

- Oh?

- It's just for the night.

You see, when a young person

comes to this country,

I'm afraid they don't just move in

with the first people they meet.

- No?

- You need a proper guardian.

What's that?

A grown-up who takes you

into their home and looks after you.

Like you?

Erm... Yes, well, I suppose so.

But not you?

No. We don't do that.

- It's normally someone you know.

- But what if you don't know anybody?

In that case, the authorities will house

you in some kind of government facility.

What? Like an orphanage?

No, no, no, not an orphanage.

It would be more like an institution

for young souls

whose parents have sadly passed on.

Oh.

- Well, what about the explorer?

- Who?

The man who visited us in Darkest Peru.

He said we'd always be welcome.

Well, what's his name? You could go now.

Ooh, well, I don't know his human name.

My uncle and aunt hadn't learnt

much English back then,

so they always called him...

There can't be that many explorers

who've been to Peru.

Maybe we can find him.

Without a name?

I wouldn't get your hopes up.

Right, come on, you. Pyjamas.

Jonathan!

Walk.

Don't worry, Paddington.

- We'll find him.

- Oh, thank you.

Let's look in the encyclopaedia,

unless, of course,

you'd like to freshen up first.

I beg your pardon?

You know, use the facilities?

Most people do after a long journey.

Oh. Well, if that's what most people do,

then I'd like to do that.

- Top of the stairs.

- Top of the... Ah, stairs.

OK. You're going that way. Got it.

- Are you alright?

- All good.

Hello. This is Henry Brown.

32 Windsor Gardens.

I just need to add something

to my home insurance policy.

Well, what it is, is we have

a guest for the night, a bear,

and I just needed some extra cover

for any da... Yes, a bear.

No, a real one.

About three foot six.

Grizzly? Not particularly.

Mind you, I haven't seen him

in the mornings.

So, how much would that be?

Batten down the hatches, young 'un.

There'll be a storm tonight.

The radio said it was clearing up.

Radio! I feel it in my knees.

My knees never lie.

- Guess what, Mrs Bird! We found a bear!

- Uh-huh.

- A real bear from Peru!

- That's nice, dear.

You don't seem very surprised.

I gave up being surprised when

they came up with the microwave oven.

And I still don't trust you.

Thank you for holding.

Your call is...

- ...moderately...

- ...important to us.

Help.

- Where's he going to sleep?

- Not in my room. He's a he.

- Tony's a he.

- Shut up.

And Tony would be more than welcome

to a bunk-up.

- Who's Tony?

- I'm warning you.

- Just some boy she's in love with.

- No? Darling, really?

- That's it!

- When can I meet him?

Can I meet him? Darling?

- He can sleep in my room.

- He's not sleeping in anyone's room.

He's going in the attic.

I want you all to lock your doors.

I can't find anything

about an English explorer in Peru.

- Of course you can't.

- Why not?

He's making the whole thing up. It's the

sort of sob story your mother falls for.

- Hang on. That's not fair.

- It so is fair.

You've literally just brought home

a random bear.

- So embarrassing.

- You'd have done the same thing.

We're much more similar than you think.

- What are you doing?

- The storm is upon us.

Oh, you and your knees.

I can tell you for a fact, Mrs Bird,

it is not going to rain indoors.

- Oh, no.

- There she blows.

- Mr Brown, are you there?

- Yes, hello.

Yes, that sounds fine.

No, no, no, don't read me

the terms and conditions.

I want to action this as soon

as possible. Don't put me on hold again!

Paddington? What is going on in there?

Er, nothing. I'm just having

a spot of bother with the facilities.

Erm... Nice weather for the ducks?

That was amazing.

Dear Aunt Lucy.

I have arrived in London

and so far it has rained, poured,

drizzled and chucked it down.

And I miss you.

London is not how we imagined it.

Hardly anyone says hello or wears hats.

And you can no longer simply

turn up at the station and get a home.

It's hard to see where a bear

could ever belong

in such a strange, cold city.

Luckily, I met the Browns, who are

letting me sleep in their attic.

They have a lovely house, but I'm not

going to be allowed to stay.

That animal is going

straight to the authorities.

- What about the explorer?

- There is no explorer.

I'm not putting this family in danger

while you go on some wild-goose chase.

First thing tomorrow,

that bear is out of here.

The Browns are a very curious tribe.

Mr Brown is something called

a risk analyst.

He says that having a bear in the house

increases the chances of major disaster

by 4,000%.

Mrs Brown illustrates adventure stories.

Her latest is set in the old tunnels

and sewers under London.

She says she's stuck at the moment

because she can't imagine

what her hero looks like,

but has no trouble coming up with

nicknames for her daughter Judy,

- like "twinkle" and "coconut" and...

- Sweety pops? Hello, darling.

I was thinking of going

to the sewers tomorrow night.

I just wondered if you wanted

to join me. You could bring this Tony.

Why would I want to bring anyone

down the toilet?

Come on, darling, it's not like that.

It's a subterranean labyrinth

that can take you anywhere in the city.

It's weird, it smells

and it's embarrassing.

Sure. Good point.

Judy suffers

from a serious condition

called "embarrassment".

She is seeing a boy called Tony

but won't bring him home.

- So, when can I come round your house?

- That's never gonna happen.

She is learning Chinese...

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