headache.
I'm so sorry you're not feeling
well this morning, George.
Who said I'm not feeling well?
I'm fit as a fiddle.
I just don't understand why everyone's
so confoundedly cheerful!
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- How lovely. Thank you, my darling.
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- Stop! Stop! Stop!
- Good morning, Father.
- Good morning.
- Mary Poppins taught us
the most wonderful words.
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What on earth are you
talking about? Supercali--
Super-- Or whatever
the infernal thing is.
It's something to say
when you don't know what to say.
Yes, well, I always know what to say.
Go on, hurry along, please.
Yes, Father.
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Winifred, will you be good enough
to explain this unseemly hullabaloo?
I don't think there's anything
to explain. Do you?
It's obvious that you're
out of sorts this morning.
The children just came in
to make you feel better.
I should like to make one thing
quite clear, once and for all.
I am not out of sorts.
I am in a perfectly equable mood.
I do not require
being made to feel better!
But you're always saying that you wanted
a cheerful and pleasant household.
Winifred, I should like to make
a slight differentiation...
between the word cheerful and
just plain giddy irresponsibility.
Excuse me, dear.
Posts, everyone, please!
I have no objection to anyone
being cheerful or pleasant.
But I do expect
a certain decorum.
I can tell you one thing, Winifred.
I don't propose standing idly by...
and letting that woman, Mary Poppins,
undermine the discipline and--
There's something odd,
I may say extremely odd...
about the behaviour of this household
since that woman arrived.
- And I want you to know
that I've noticed it!
- Yes, dear.
- One thing more.
- Yes, dear?
I suggest you have
this piano repaired.
When I sit down to an instrument,
I like to have it in tune.
But, George, you don't play.
Madam, that is entirely
beside the point!
Now, let me see. First of all,
we must go to the piano tuners.
And then we go to Mrs Cory's sh--
Mrs Cory's shop for some gingerbread.
Ah, gingerbread!
And then we go to the fishmonger's,
I think, for a nice dover sole...
and a pint of prawns.
Uh, Michael,
stop stravaging along behind.
Ahoy, there! Ahoy!
- Good day to you!
- Good morning, Admiral.
Michael, what fine adventure
are we off upon today?
Going to fight the Hottentots?
Dig for buried treasure?
We're going to buy some fish.
Very good! Proceed at flank speed.
Aye, aye, sir.
Let's put our backs
into it, lad.
More spit and polish.
That's what's wanted around here.
It's Andrew!
Uh, not so fast, please. I can't
understand a word you're saying.
Again? Och!
Oh, the poor man!
Bless you.
Well, yes, of course. There's not
a moment to lose. I'll go straightaway.
And thank you very much.
- What did he say?
- He said, ''You're welcome.''
-What else did he say?
-I don't think he said anything.
You know best, as usual.
- I thought we were gonna buy some fish.
- There's been a change of plans.
Come along, please.
Don't straggle.
Andrew, worrying
won't help anyone.
Why don't you go home
and put your feet up?
- Oh, Bert, I'm glad you're here.
- I came over the moment I heard.
Well, how is he?
- I've never seen him as bad
as this, and that's the truth.
- Oh!
How about them?
It's contagious, you know.
- Shall we get spots?
- Oh, highly unlikely.
- Oh, Uncle Albert!
- Oh, bless me. Bless my soul.
It's Mary Poppins!
I'm delight--
- I'm delighted to see you, Mary.
- Uncle Albert, you promised!
Oh, I kn-- I know, I--
But I tried.
Really, I did, my dear. I--
But I so enjoy laughing,
you know? And, well--
And when I start,
it's all up with the--
That's what happens to me.
I love to