The Railway Children Page #3

Michael Angelo.

Oakworth Station!

Oakworth!

Oakworth!

Oakworth Station.

Oh, I thought I'd missed you.

You are the man who waves to us,

aren't you?

- Mind the doors, please.

- Aren't you?

- Yes my dear, I wave...

- Oh, will you take this, please.

We chose you because we thought

you had such a kind face.

Er, mind the doors please, Miss.

Sir. On the way, Mr, Mitchell.

Thank you, Mr Perks.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

Good evening.

Oh dear!

Oh! Good evening.

The name's Perks.

I believe we've met.

Yes, you were busycause of

the Station Master being in Leeds.

Yes, even busier now

'cause he had a drop too much

down at the Britannia Arms and fell over

and broke his daft leg playing billiards.

- Of course it was his own fault.

- Why?

He should've used the rest.

He will do that

over the edge, you see.

The old gent asked me

to fetch this up straight away.

Thank you very much, Mr Perks.

I'm very sorry I haven't got two pence

to give you like Father does, but...

Hey! Just stop that, please.

I wasn't thinking about no tuppences.

I just came to say I was sorry

to hear your mama wasn't so well

and to ask how she finds herself

this evening.

Oh and I've er, I brought her

a bit of sweet briar.

It's very sweet to smell that is.

Tuppence indeed.

Thank you very much and I beg

your pardon about the twopence.

No offences, I'm sure.

No offence.

And just to show I'll er,

I'll have a look

at that blown up brass engine

of yourn, shall I?

- What?

- Yes.

Oh, can you manage?

Bit heavy... Here you are.

Oh. Is that it?

Bit of a mess, isn't it?

Still I'll er, I'll see what I can do.

- Good evening.

- Thank you, Mr Perks. Good night.

- Oh!

- Oh, look at that!

Oh, everything...

"Dear Roberta, Phyllis

and Peter,

"here are the things you want.

"Your mother will want to know

where they came from

"so please ask her to forgive me

"for taking the liberty

of allowing myself the great pleasure.

"Yours sincerely, G. P... Something. "

I can't read it.

I think we were right to ask him.

Right? Of course we're right.

I don't fancy telling Mother

the whole truth about this.

We shouldn't do that

until she's completely well.

And when she is, we'll be so happy

we shan't mind the fuss.

Oh, look at those roses!

I'll take them up to her.

- And the sweetbriar.

- Oh, thank you.

Cor, look!

I wonder what's in there.

So that's an end to it! Now listen.

It's true, we're poor,

but we shall have enough to live on

as long as I have ideas for stories.

But you mustn't go about telling people

of our affairs. It isn't right!

And you must never, never, never

ask strangers to give you things.

Always remember that.

- Yes, Mother.

- I shall write to your old gentleman

and I shall tell him

that I didn't approve.

I shall thank him too,

of course, for his kindness,

but it you that I don't approve of,

not the old gentleman.

He's been extremely kind.

You can give my letter to your Mr Perks

to give to him.

And we won't say any more about it.

Isn't she marvellous

when she's angry?

Hello, head-nurse.

That's funny, I was thinking about you.

I wanted to talk to you, Doctor.

- Your mother's not worse I hope?

- No, but...

Come on, we'll go for a ride.

This is great fun.

Come on, out with it, head-nurse.

What's the trouble?

It's rather hard, you see, toout with it'

because of what Mother said.

What did Mother say?

She said I wasn't to go telling everyone

that we're poor.

- But you aren't everyone, are you?

- Not at all. Well?

Well, I know doctors

are very expensive

and Mrs Viney told me that her doctor

only cost her twopence a week

- because she belonged to a club.

- Yes.

Well, could we join

your club too, please?

The same as Mr Viney.

You aren't cross with me, are you?

Cross? How could I be?

You're a very sensible little woman.

Now don't you worry.

I'll make it all right with your mother,

even if I have to make

a special brand-new club just for her.

Thank you.

Bobbie, you're to tidy yourself up

in here.

Here's a new ribbon for you.

There, the surprise is ready.

When the bell rings again

you can come into the dining room.

Come on, Pete.

Of course.

Happy birthday.

Happy birthday, head-nurse.

Happy birthday, Miss Roberta.

My darling.

I helped to make it.

Happy birthday, Lanky.

# She was beautiful as a butterfly

# Proud as a queen

# Was pretty little Polly Perkins

# Of Paddington Green #

- Many happy returns.

- Thank you.

Lanky indeed!

Fatty.

- Hope you enjoy the cake.

- It's lovely. Thank you very much.

- Have a lovely party, my dear.

- Thank you for coming.

Thank you.

Wouldn't Daddy have loved this?

Thank you very much,

Mrs Waterbury.

Good night, good night.

Happy birthday!

Hey, happy birthday!

I hope Mother doesn't get too wet

in Wakefield.

We don't want her ill again.

It's like being in a besieged castle,

the arrows of the foe striking

against the battlements.

No, it's more

like a great big garden-squirt.

- You're a great big garden squirt

- Thank you.

Stop it you two!

There's a train coming.

Oakworth! Oakworth Station!

Oakworth!

Oakworth Station!

Come on. Don't mind the rain,

it's only a shower.

That's it, thank you.

Mind the doors, please.

Mind the doors now.

Mind the doors, come on.

Right away, Mr Mainprice

Mother should be on the next train

in about fifteen minutes.

That one was from London, I think.

Hey, there's something going

at the end of the station.

Yes, something's happened,

come on.

If you ask me this is a case

for the police courts.

No, the infirmary more like.

Let me pass please, will you?

I'll deal with this if you please.

- What's he say?

- Sounds like French to me.

I was in Calais once for a day.

- That's not French.

- Well what is it then if it's not French?

I don't know.

It's not French, I know that.

No, that's not French.

Nothing like it.

Try him with French if you know

so much then, clever dick.

Parlez vous franais, Monsieur?

Ah, Dieu merci! Dieu merci!

Enfin un amis.

Mon petit vous ne soures jamais

combien je suis content.

- Now that's French.

- What's he say?

I don't know...

Yes, well all right everybody.

Keep moving along, please.

I'll deal with this. Move along. Thank you.

All right now, now, now...

Go on.

Take him into the waiting room.

Mother can talk French.

She's on the next train

from Wakefield.

Right. Come on.

He thinks you're a policeman.

He thinks you're going to shut him up.

I know he does.

Look at his eyes.

They're like a fox's eyes

when the beast is in a trap.

Vous attendre.

Ma mere parlez franais.

Nous...

- What's "being kind"?

- Er, "bon" is good.

Nous sommes bon

pour vous, Monsieur.

Sorry, Malcolm. I'll see you down at

the Fleece later and I'll tell you all about it.

C'est bon.

Ma mere arrive, c'est bon.

Je vous aide.

Look I'm not sure

we oughtn't to send for police.

- Don't!

- Oh, don't. Wait till Mummy comes.

She speaks French beautifully.

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