- May I, sir?
- Carry on, Banks.
You see, Michael,
you'll be part of...
- Railways through Africa
- Exactly!
- Dams across the Nile
- The ships. Tell them about the ships.
- Fleets of ocean greyhounds
- More, tell them more!
Majestic self-amortizing canals
Oh, it fires the imagination!
Plantations of ripening
Tea
All from
Tuppence prudently
thriftily, frugally
- Invested in the
- To be specific
In the Dawes, Tomes
Mousley, Grubbs
Fidelity Fiduciary Bank
- Very well, my boy, give me the money.
- No, I won't! I want it
to feed the birds.
- Banks!
- Yes, sir. Now, Michael.
When you deposit tuppence
in a bank account
- Go on!
- Soon you'll see
- Tell him more!
- That it blooms into credit
of a generous amount
Semiannually
And you'll achieve
that sense of stature
As your influence expands
To the high financial strata
That established credit
now commands
You can purchase
first and second trust deeds.
Think of the foreclosures!
Bonds, chattels,
dividends, shares.
- Bankruptcies.
- Debtor sales.
- Opportunities.
- All manner of private enterprise.
- Shipyards.
- The mercantile.
- Collieries.
- Tanneries.
- Corporations.
- Amalgamations.
- Banks!
While stand
the banks of England...
England stands.
Oh, oh, oh, oh!
When fall
the banks of England...
England falls!
You see, Michael?
All for the lack of...
Tuppence
patiently, cautiously
trustingly
invested in the
To be specific
In the
Dawes, Tomes,
Mousley, Grubbs
Fidelity Fiduciary Bank
Welcome to our
joyful family of investors.
Give it back!
Gimme back my money!
- Michael, behave.
- Banks!
- Give it to me!
- Michael, behave. Jane! Jane!
- Gimme back my money!
Jane! Michael!
Michael! Michael!
- Gimme back my money!
- Michael!
There's something wrong. The bank
won't give someone their money!
Well, I'm going to get mine! Come along,
young man! I want every penny!
- And mine too!
- And give me mine too!
Stop all payments.
Stop all payments.
- Michael! Jane!
- Give me my money!
- Children, come back here.
- Stop those children.
- Jane! Michael!
Gimme my money back!
I want my money!
Come on.
Stop those children!
Stop those children!
Come with me, my dears.
Granny'll hide you!
- Here, here, half a mo.
- Leave her alone! Leave my sister alone!
Easy, now. Your old friend
ain't gonna hurt ya.
Bert, it's you!
In the flesh,
and at your service.
- You're filthy!
- Oh, perhaps a smudge or two.
It so happens that today
I'm a chimney sweep.
Oh, Bert, we're so frightened.
Now, now, don't take on so.
Bert'll take care of you
like I was your own father.
- Now, who's after you?
- Father is.
- What?
- He brought us to see his bank.
I don't know what we did,
but it must've been something dreadful.
He sent the police after us,
and the Army and everything.
Michael, don't exaggerate.
Well, now, there must be
some mistake.
Your dad's a fine gentleman
and he loves ya!
I don't think so. You should've
seen the look on his face.
He doesn't like us at all.
Well, now that
don't seem likely, does it?
It's true.
Let's sit down.
You know, begging your pardon...
but the one my heart
goes out to is your father.
There he is in that cold,
heartless bank day after day...
hemmed in by mounds
of cold, heartless money.
I don't like to see
any living thing caged up.
Father in a cage?
They makes cages in all
sizes and shapes, you know.
Bank-shaped some of 'em,
carpets and all.
Father's not in trouble. We are.
Oh, sure about that, are you?
Look at it this way. You've got
your mother to look after you.
And Mary Poppins,
and Constable Jones and me.
Who looks after your father?
Tell me that.
When something terrible happens,
what does he do?
Fends for himself, he does.
Who does he tell about it? No one!
Don't blab his troubles at home.
He just pushes on at his job,
uncomplaining and alone and silent.
- He's not very silent!
- Michael, be quiet.
Bert, do you think