seem
Stay awake
Don't nod and dream
Stay awake
Don't nod
and...
dream
Glorious day, Mr. Binnacle. Glorious!
No one sleeps this morning.
Put in a double charge of powder.
A double charge? Aye aye, sir.
Shake things up a bit, what?
- Lovely, lovely morning, Ellen.
- Indeed it is, ma'am.
Have you put the spoiled eggs
in my carryall?
Yes, ma'am.
After our meeting at the Albert Hall,
we're all going to Downing Street
to throw things at the prime minister.
Oh, how distinguished you look
this morning, George.
What's all that fearful caterwauling
in the kitchen?
- It's Cook singing.
- Cook singing? What's wrong with her?
She's as happy as a cricket.
As a matter of fact,
since you hired Mary Poppins,
the most extraordinary thing
seems to have come over the household.
Is that so?
Take Ellen, for instance.
She hasn't broken a dish all morning.
- Really? Well, that is extraordinary.
- And another thing.
She and Cook usually fight
like cats and dogs, but today...
- Let me hold the door for you, Ellen dear.
- Thanks ever so, ducks.
Ellen, stop making that offensive noise!
And shut the window!
That bird's giving me a headache.
Yes, sir.
Quiet!
You're giving the master a 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!
Supercalifragilistic-expialidocious
Supercalifragilistic-expialidocious
- Supercalifragilistic-expialidocious
- How lovely. Thank you, my darling.
Supercalifragilistic-expialidocious
- Supercalifragilistic-expialidocious
- Stop, stop, stop!
- Good morning, Father.
- Good morning.
Mary Poppins taught us
the most wonderful word.
Supercalifragilistic-expialidocious
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.
Supercalifragilistic-expialidocious...
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...
There's something odd -
I may say extremely odd -
about the behavior 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 tuner's.
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.
Michael, stop stravaiging along behind.
Ahoy, there! Ahoy!
- Good day to you!
- Good morning, Admiral.
Michael, what fine adventure
are we out 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!
Not so