interesting.
But where do they sell books?
There's a little place
around the corner.
Portobello Road, Portobello Road
Street where the riches
of ages are stowed
Anything and everything
a chap can unload
Is sold off the barrow
in Portobello Road
You'll meet all your chums
in the Portobello Road
Lovely to see you.
Good-bye.
What I want is the other
half of this book.
All in good time,
my dear.
There's pure inspiration
in every creation
No cheap imitation
Not here in me store
With garments as such
as was worn by a duchess
Just once at some
royal occasion of yore
You look charming, my dear.
In Portobello Road
Portobello Road
The fancies and fineries
of ages are showed
A lady will always
feel dressed a la mode
In frillies she finds
In the Portobello Road
Burke's Peerage, The Bride Book
The Fishmongers Guidebook
I'm looking for
the other part of this, thank you.
A Victorian novel
The Unwanted Son
You don't understand.
I'm not interested in that book.
- The History of Potting
- The Yearbook of Yachting
The leather bound
Life of Attila the Hun
Portobello Road, Portobello Road
Street where the riches
of ages are stowed
Artifacts to glorify
a regal abode
- Are hidden in the flotsam
in Portobello Road
- Here!
Who do you think you are,
the Queen of Sheba?
Tokens and treasures
Yesterday's pleasures
Cheap imitations
of heirlooms of old
Dented and tarnished
Scarred and unvarnished
In old Portobello
They're bought and they're sold
Tokens and treasures
Yesterday's pleasures
Cheap imitations
of heirlooms of old
Dented and tarnished
Scarred and unvarnished
- In old Portobello, they're
bought and they're sold
- This good lady is looking...
- for the other half of this book.
- It's called The Spells of Astoroth.
I don't keep no torn
or damaged books here.
What do you think I am,
a ruddy waste paper merchant?
You can eat like a king
in the Portobello Road
I think, if I'm right, there's
another bookstore along here somewhere.
Grandpa, you don't expect
to sell a piano like that, do you?
Let me have a go, my dear fellow.
- Oh!
- Portobello Road, Portobello Road
- Yeah! Go on!
- All kinds of things are happening
in Portobello Road
You feel like a ballerina
when you're hopping like a toad
When you kick your heels up
down in Portobello Road
- Come on!
- Oh, yeah!
Go around the drum now. Yeah.
Yes, play the drums.
Come on!
Oh!
You missed me.
Come on, dance.
Come on, girls.
Lovely.
Closing time!
Closing time!
Closing time. Closing time.
Closing time.
Closing time.
Bye.
- Bye.
- Bye.
Portobello Road
Portobello Road
Street where the riches
of ages are stowed
Anything and everything
a chap can unload
Hey, governor. Oy, tosh. Somethin'
for the lady friend? Nylons?
- No, thank you.
- Petrol coupons?
- Chocs for the little ones?
- No.
How about one of these, mate?
Fell off the back of a lorry.
- Do be a good chap and run away.
- Would you fancy this, then?
Ah. Now you have my undivided attention.
What can I do for you?
You are to get over to the Bookman
straightaway. He wants to see you.
- You too.
- Who is the Bookman...
and what right has he got
to order me about?
Under the circumstances, we better
ask questions later. Excuse me.
Half a mo- Why am I pushing
this here flaming bed?
Because, my friend, this magnificent bed
once belonged to the Duke of Wellington.
- You see?
- I ain't sure I do.
It is extremely valuable, and I wish
to give it to the Bookman as a present.
- All right, all right.
I'll push the blasted thing.
- I thought you would.
- Who is it?
- I brought the woman.
- And him as well.
- Well, send 'em in!
- In you come.
- Right. In we come!
Sorry, gov.
No one told me about the stairs.
Why didn't you just
bring Scotland Yard, Swinburne,
and half the household
cavalry as well?
- What's the bed for?
- It's a present for you. That's what he said.
Nothing of the sort!
The bed belongs to me.