Whoever Slew Auntie Roo? Page #5

Aunt Roo is a witch.

I don't care!

When they come and find you,

Miss Henley will send

you to a reform school

and we'll never get adopted.

Aunt Roo has adopted me already.

She's stolen you.

She's keeping you a prisoner.

She only gave you

William to trick you.

She's going to drug you

and take him away again.

How do you know?

I know.

Then she's bad?

I told you, she's a witch.

Now, come on.

There's not enough room.

Come on, this way.

Shh.

Press that button.

You children don't

want to leave here.

You have a home now, forever.

Inspector Willoughby!

Good morning. Come in.

Come in. Come in.

Thank you very much, it's

rather cold out, I must say.

Inspector, have you heard

anything about the little girl?

No, I'm afraid not.

As a matter of fact, her

brother has run away, too.

Oh, that's dreadful.

Oh, those poor orphans!

Oh, thank you. Here you are.

Inspector, do you remember

when those children arrived

here Christmas eve, they

were running away then.

Do you think they

could have planned this?

Where could they have gotten to?

Well, we're all

wondering that as well.

Mrs. Forrest, I'm

sorry to trouble you, but

I'd like to look through

the house, if I may?

Inspector, I've gone

through this house

with a... a fine-toothed comb.

I... I... Oh, but,

of course, I'll do anything to

help you find those children.

Why don't we start in the

kitchen and work our way up?

Thank you, if that's

not inconvenient.

Inspector Willoughby,

You really think that I have

those orphans, don't you?

Mrs. Forrest, I'm sorry, but the

chief constable was very insistent.

I mean, he even wants me

to search the grounds.

Go ahead, say it. Stop

beating around the bush.

You've searched the house.

Search the barn.

Search the grounds!

Crazy Aunt Roo has kidnapped

a couple of orphans.

If we have a definite charge,

you'll be the first to hear of it.

All right, then, I'll thank

you to get out of this house,

You're here without a warrant.

Yes, I am.

That's true, I am.

I'm sorry to have upset you.

I'll see myself out.

And this is the thanks I get for

trying to give orphan children

a lovely, warm,

friendly Christmas.

Good day, Mrs. Forrest.

Well?

Haven't got the scent yet, sir.

Keep at it until you do.

Very good, sir.

Any luck?

No, sir.

More like Madame Tussaud's in there.

No little girl.

I see. Right, Edwards, you

go and search the woods.

I'll be down at the pond.

Nothing here, sir.

I see.

Nothing in the house.

Nothing in the grounds.

Odd. Very odd.

Odd.

I've just said that,

Harrington. Come on.

Hello. What are you doing?

I'm hiding the jewels.

What jewels?

The real jewels.

Ooh.

If no one adopts us,

when we grow up,

We can sell the jewels

and buy a big house.

Like Aunt Roo's?

Quick, she's coming!

Here's your lunch, pets.

I'm sorry it's so late.

Lots of good things to eat.

Now, eat it all up now.

Why do you keep us

locked in here all day?

Christopher, it's just

for a few days.

Till, uh, till the New Year.

Gives me a chance to

fatten you both up.

Now,

We have roast potatoes

and Brussels sprouts

and apple pie for dessert.

Well, I'm hungry.

All right, Katy, darling.

Here, come over here and

I'll fix you a little table.

There you are, sweetheart.

Oh, come on.

Christopher, angel!

Have a Brussels sprout.

Mmm, sweet?

Oh, and that reminds me.

My blessed mother used to say,

"There's only one thing

to do about temptation,"

"and that's to remove it."

I'm sure you've noticed

this, Christopher.

You're a sharp little boy.

So sharp that I know you

wouldn't do anything

as foolish as

trying to run away.

Because the police

would just catch you

and take you to a

terrible reform school.

Hey, you! You!

I will not be abandoned.

Everybody tries to abandon me.

I shall take steps.

I'll be with you

in a minute, pet.

You'd better remember and

you had better understand

that if you try anything,

if you try anything,

I've got her.

Do you understand? Do you?

Do you understand, Christopher?

Christopher!

Christopher!

Good afternoon, young man.

I... I wish to see Albie.

Get the police! She's

keeping us prisoner.

She wants to cook us and eat us.

Christopher,

Christopher, be quiet.

Mr. Benton, your good

friend, Albie, is gone

and I don't wish to

see you ever again!

How dare you even come here?

My dear Mrs. Forrest...

You are a disgrace to the

profession of a medium.

Any confidence I had in

your spiritual force is gone.

Albie finally told me

the truth about you.

Which truth?

Which truth? You've been

deceiving me for years.

You have been in cahoots

with him, taking my money.

And to think I was so

concerned about you

that I was going to give

you my last 2 bottles

of Napoleon Brandy

for Christmas.

Please help me!

What in heaven's name is

the matter with that boy?

Christopher, for the

last time, I'm warning you.

Mr. Benton, please, just go.

Mrs. Forrest,

You don't understand.

Allow me to clarify.

I will never give

you another penny.

I don't even wish

to speak to you.

Mrs. Forrest, Mrs. Forrest,

We've understood each other

in a very special way.

All these years, I thought

you were trying to help me.

I did help you.

And now I shall leave you.

I see your aura is angry.

I am at peace. I am not angry.

To prove it, I shall

accept your offering.

Please. Please!

Au revoir, Mrs. Forrest.

Katy's locked upstairs.

I fear this young man

is extremely confused.

Christopher,

You know imagination can get a

person into a lot of trouble.

Oh!

Christopher, you know

There's only one way

to really see the

New Year in properly.

That's with the most delicious,

tasty, succulent dish...

What's the matter, pet?

Now first, we get a

nice hot fire going.

"" But although

she did not tell him,

"Hansel knew that

the wicked witch."

"Was going to eat him, too."

Christopher, you haven't seen

to Katy's tray. Wash it up.

Christopher, are you

through with Katy's tray?

Almost.

Well, then, we'll need

some more wood, won't we?

Take the basket.

De de dee dee dee

La lee la la la lee la la

La la lee la la la lee

La lee la la

Dee de dee dee de dee

dee dee dee dee

"An apple grows

so bright and high,."

"And ends its days

in an apple pie."

but not this beauty.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Mmm. Mmm.

We're going to need

more wood than that.

More wood.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Why do you sit,

singing "Willow... "

All this time for

only 2 baskets of wood?

We need a lot of wood.

A lot of wood.

We have to get the fire hot.

Do you understand "hot"?

Get some more. Get some more!

S-t...

stuffing...

stuffings, gravies, forcemeat...

oh, forcemeat.

Dee dee dee dee dee dee

Dee de dee dee dee

TA tee ta ta ta

Quick, she's making

stuffing for us.

Christopher?

Christopher?

The fire is getting

hotter and hotter.

Well, come on.

That wicked boy!

He'll never get this one.

Wait. I forgot teddy.

Naughty, naughty boy.

No, you shall not have

her! Give her up! No!

No! No! No!

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