The Borrowers
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# Have yourself a merry little Christmas
# Let your heart be light
# From now on, our troubles
will be out of sight
# Through the years We all will be together
# If the fates allow
# Hang a shining star
upon the highest bough
# And have yourself
# Now
# Have yourself a merry little Christmas
# Now. #
FAINT FOOTSTEPS:
CAT GROWLS:
FAINT FOOTSTEPS CONTINUE
POP-CLUMP, POP-CLUMP
POP-CLUMP!
GROANING:
Whoa!
Aaaargh!
CAT MIAOWS:
Oof!
(ABOVE) Gran?
Oh, no!
I take it Dad's not home.
CAT GROWLS:
What's up with Henry?
Shut the door, quick. We can't let it escape.
- Let what escape?
One of them. The little people!
The little people?
Aaargh!
There we go! Get it, Henry!
It's under the sofa.
Quick, hold this. Me and Henry
will herd them towards you.
You're our net man. Don't just stand there!
- Your net man?
That's it, Henry, don't let him escape.
Tuck your shirt in, James.
RUMBLING ABOVE:
Mum!
Did you hear that?
- Hear what, Etty?
There were beans, and a cat,
and then I heard a loud thump.
Nonsense, you're letting your
imagination run away with you.
Phe-ew!
MIAOWS:
Dad's in trouble!
- He'll be fine.
VACUUMING ABOVE:
Aaargh!
Aaaargh!
Aaargh!
What are you doing?
- I was going to ask you the same thing.
Switch it back on, it'll escape!
What will?
- There it is!
What?
- It was one of them. It was right there.
I'm sure of it.
Yeah. All right, Gran.
believe nothing happened?
Yeah.
Well, what about the banging? The cat?
The hoover?
Hoover? What hoover?
- I could hear through the floorboards.
Don't be silly, Etty, your dad's far too
clever to get mixed up with those creatures.
You'd have to be an idiot to go
upstairs when there's beans about.
That's right. You've got to
realise that borrowing is boring.
Well, let me come with you next
time, so I can see for myself.
Why? Everything you need, I provide.
- Not everything.
there aren't other Borrowers round here.
You'd have to walk for miles.
It'd take weeks, months even.
What about my aunt and
uncle? My cousin Eggletina?
We can't.
must know where they are.
We are not visiting anyone.
Why not?
- Because I said so.
It's so unfair!
I hate you!
'Thank you, Dad, for the beautiful
strawberry cream...' What's that for?
I was worried sick.
I had it under control.
Yeah. Sounded like it, too.
You know, you weren't much older than her
when you got your first pickings.
Down here, she's safe. Down
here, we can take care of her.
Yeah, and having the time of her life!
Well, she has it better than most.
- It's not enough for her!
She's like you. Borrowing's in her blood.
SIGHS:
FOOTSTEPS ABOVE:
FLOORBOARDS CREAK ABOVE
DOOR CREAKS:
Arrietty?
# Turning on the light
# You hear somebody say
# We need you wide awake
# Tiptoe over the floor
# What are you waiting for?
# So so and no more
# That's all to be sorry for
# You hear somebody say
# We need you wide awake
# No time for tea or lemonade
# Someone has set the date
# We're only half the way
# To the things that never come
# To the break of the day
# That is all I say... #
PUFFS:
PANTS:
DISTANT WHIRRING
WHIRRING CONTINUES
Aaargh!
Aaarghh!
- Aaargh!
Get away from me!
Ow!
If that's someone breaking in, I
suggest you break back out again.
Gran, you won't believe this.
You can't let her see me.
- But...
What is it?
What are you hiding in there?
Nothing.
My paint pots.
Well, which is it?
Both. It's nothing. Well, no, it's
not nothing, it's my paint pots,
which is nothing.
I'm not hiding anything.
Have a look if you like.
Well, keep it down.
You might not need your
beauty sleep, but I do.
You're telling me.
I can't believe she was right.
My own little person!
Who are you calling little?
Well, you are quite small.
No, I'm not. It's you who's...too
big, a great big overgrown giant.
We're just the right size.
We? There's more of you?
I didn't say that.
Get back!
- Ow! I was only going to help you out.
You aren't going to eat me?
Eat you? What would be the point?
My name's James.
Arrietty.
You want a hand?
Yes, please. Oh...!
If that was supposed to be funny...!
Well, it serves you right
for stealing my gun.
We don't steal, we borrow.
What's that?
How about I show you?
So what exactly does this thing do...aaargh!
Arrietty, are you all right?
Look, I'm so sorry. I had no
idea you'd fly so...well.
Can we do it again?
ARRIETTY LAUGHS:
That was the furthest yet!
What shall we do now?
What's out there?
How about I show you?
looked like, the sky, the houses.
It's amazing.
We call it Hackney.
Right, you must promise not to tell anyone.
I promise.
Who's that?
My mum.
She died last year.
Sorry.
We don't talk about her
in case it upsets me.
I'll see you soon.
Well, go on. Don't just
sit there gawping. Go.
See ya.
Cebuella pygmaea, the pygmy marmoset.
The pygmy hippo, Choeropsis liberiensis.
Microcebus myoxinus, the pygmy mouse
lemur, which let us not forget, is,
like you and me, a primate.
And, er, Atelerix albiventris,
so called because of its white stomach.
Countless times, we come
of life in miniature...and yet,
and yet, the very notion
of miniaturisation in the
Homo genus is dismissed...
.. as absurd.
Despite clear photographic evidence.
Hmm?
Yes?
Ladies and gentlemen, I give
you Homo sapiens redactus,
wise man reduced.
BELL RINGS:
Well, thank you all for your attention.
Evidence, Jonathan, you need evidence.
There are photos.
- As there are of the Loch Ness monster.
Fairies, pixies, leprechauns,
the Hawaiian Menehune,
legend, the Scandinavian Smallfolk.
- Let's not forget the tokoloshe.
Myths. Legends.
Yes. In almost every
culture around the globe,
there are references to 'little people'.
Now, are we to dismiss
it as mere coincidence
that separate cultures individually
dreamt up the same myth,
or is it not more likely that there
is in fact truth behind that myth?
Look, I've had complaints.
Drop it from the course.
I'm no longer asking.
What a total chomp.
Worry not, Jennifer,
the inquisition may have forced
Galileo to recant his notion
that the Earth revolves around the
sun, but I am not so easily turned.
For breakfast?
CLEARS HER THROA
I had a word with your dad
about taking you upstairs.
Really?
Yeah. Don't get ahead of yourself,
though, you've got a lot to learn.
I'll be able to do it.
You're just as cocky as your dad was.
I'm nothing like him.
You'd better hope that's not true.
Why?
- Because great Borrowers have an instinct.
They know what's going
actually does, sense a
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