The Witches Page #4
- PG
- Year:
- 1990
- 91 min
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Follow me.
How will we get upstairs?
I'm sorry.
I don't know what I'm paying for.
I really don't.
An overheated room.
Dad? Hey, there's my dad!
He doesn't know what's happened.
He'll kill you.
My own father?
The photographer of that brochure
should be arrested for fraud.
I'm going to tell him.
He'll put a stop to it.
No, not now.
Trust me, he'll stamp on you
the moment he sees you.
Quick!
It's so nice not having the kids around.
I smell food.
Is there anything in this bag?
They'll be fine.
I think John was getting a cold.
It's always the same.
You must relax once in a while.
All right.
This is it.
Let's go.
- No more sports!
- Hurry!
Faster! Faster!
I forgot my tail.
Keep to the side!
Being like this
might not be so bad.
There won't be any more school.
That would be all right.
Look at that.
Don't eat the cheese.
Remember, we've got two enemies now:
Humans and cats.
We've got three cats at home.
They'll have to go.
but she's terrified of mice.
Grandma!
Grandma!
Take your afternoon off tomorrow.
Let's go.
What? Hey, wait!
There are four more floors
to be done.
Yes, sir.
You do over there.
I'll get this one.
Back.
It bit me!
- What bit you?
- A mouse in the towel.
A mouse?
Is she sober?
Of course she's sober.
I've been with her all after...
I mean, I...
...I saw her...
Yes, she's sober.
Don't be stupid.
Go to the second floor.
Grandma! Grandma!
Here by the phone.
It's me Luke.
Are you all right?
Luke?
It's me, Grandma.
Luke!
It was the Grand High Witch.
She is in this hotel.
My God!
Don't cry.
It's okay.
Things could have been worse.
I got away from them.
I'm still alive.
My darling Luke.
What have they done to you?
They turned me into a mouse.
I'm sorry.
I can't stop shaking.
The Grand High Witch, here?
There's hundreds of them
right here in this hotel.
I knew it.
I could see it in her eyes.
Lord.
You squashed me.
Grandma.
This is Bruno Jenkins.
I'm sorry.
He said you've got dry-roast peanuts.
Yes.
Good. Thanks.
We've got to stop them.
They leave tomorrow with a bundle
of money and gallons of a formula...
in England into a mouse.
We must stop them.
- Miss Ernst.
- Lois.
Nice to see a bit of
international clientele.
- How do you do?
- Just flew in, did you?
What?
Jet lag's the curse of
the business classes.
Hope you don't mind me joining you.
You're most welcome, sir.
Herbert Jenkins.
I'd like to say hello
to a fellow philanthropist.
You collect stamps?
Charities.
This R.S.P.C.C.
What is this R.S. P...
Cruelty to children.
Of course, you give money
for the little...
...children and...
...we, of course...
...we also give money
for the little...
I see you're holding
your annual meeting.
Funnily enough...
...I addressed the last annual meeting
of our Rotary Club.
Do you know much
about this country's Rotary Club?
If I could get the formula
into their food...
You just have to get me down
to the Grand High Witch's room.
I'm ready.
I don't know.
I've got to find the formula.
No.
This is too dangerous.
Grandma.
It's not far down.
into the jaws of death.
You two can't take on
the Grand High Witch.
We can.
We've got to.
No one else will believe us.
Luke, be careful.
Please be careful.
I'll be careful.
Don't worry.
Not so fast.
Be careful.
I will.
Oh, no!
Grandma!
Luke, what happened?
Are you all right?
Why don't you answer?
Down, cat.
No, cat.
Grandma, help!
Down, cat!
No. Go, cat.
Grandma!
Get away. Help!
Get him away, Grandma!
Help, Grandma!
Grandma, help!
Puss!
Grandma, come on!
Do something!
Get it, cat.
Cat, puss.
Come on.
Take it.
Keep him there, Grandma.
Come on,
you little kitten.
Come on, p*ssy.
Keep him busy.
Here. Take it.
Come on.
Take it, you silly cat.
Don't let him in.
Puss.
Here.
Hang on, tail.
Come on, formula.
Where are you?
It has been unforgettable,
Mr. Jenkins.
My pleasure, madam.
What a stimulating conversation
it has been.
It's not every day that one meets a lady
of such quality...
...and compassion.
It's got to be somewhere up here.
It's just got to be.
Oh, man.
We've got it, Grandma.
Did you realize
that was Bruno's father?
Dreadful man.
It was an act of mercy.
to be like his father.
- Thanks.
- Liebchen?
Liebchen?
What is this?
I'm so sorry.
- I dropped my knitting.
- You!
I'm knitting for my grandson.
Have you seen him?
No, no.
Come, Liebchen.
I'm dreadfully sorry.
I do apologize.
That's quite all right.
If I see your grandson, I will...
I will turn him into a mouse.
And you, meddling old woman,
I'll deal with later.
- Room 208.
- I hope we're not the first.
Miss Ernst.
Who is it?
You told them to come up
after the drinks.
All right,
let them in.
Come in.
You were wonderful
this afternoon.
You bad cat, Liebchen.
So, when do you think
they'd implement it?
First of the year,
I suppose.
This is a very pleasant hotel.
The question is:
Would you like to work with them?
I've got the formula!
Thank God.
Darling, I was so worried.
There's 500 doses
in this one little bottle.
It's enough to change all the witches
in this hotel.
Where's Bruno?
There's some jolly good grapes here.
What's happening?
Nothing until dinnertime.
We've got to get you back
to your parents.
What time is it?
They'll be in the bar.
A sherry and a large malt whiskey
and soda...
...at 7:
00 sharp.It gives you an appetite.
Does it?
Come on.
Into my handbag,
both of you.
This is going to be difficult.
I'm full.
We've got to get to
the kitchen quickly.
That tickles.
Is that them?
Yes. Listen, Grandma.
Maybe we ought to...
No, wait! Listen.
Don't drown it.
- Sorry.
- Look what you've done!
She was drowning it.
Are you Mr. And Mrs. Jenkins?
Hole in one.
What can we do for you?
I'd like to have a word
with you about your son.
Sit down.
What's the little tyke
been up to now?
Raiding the kitchen,
I suppose.
If we could go somewhere more private.
Private?
Well, it is rather a...
...personal matter.
Look, Mrs. Whatever your name is...
...if Bruno has broken a window
or smashed your spectacles...
...I'll pay for it,
but we're not budging.
We always sit at this table.
Where is Bruno anyway?
Tell him to come and see me.
He is here already.
What?
In my handbag.
Your son has suffered a mishap.
He has been drastically altered.
Altered?
What do you mean, "altered"?
I'm trying to tell you
as gently as possible.
My grandson saw them
doing it to him.
Saw who doing what?
Saw the witches turn him
into a mouse.
Are you crackers?
Tell the manager to throw
this nutcase out of the hotel.
You need a funny farm, you do.
Tell them, Bruno.
It's a mouse!
I can't stand them!
Get it away from here!
It is Bruno.
Tell them, Bruno.
Get out of here!
How dare you!
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