was a Nazi, isn't it, sir?
Drive on, corporal.
Sorry to give you so many
but you do have six bedrooms.
No trouble.
Anything to get the poor things away
from those terrible
bombings in London.
What about us?
- Oh, yes. What is your name?
- Rawlins, ma'am.
Oh, yes. Here we are. Carrie.
Charles.
Paul.
You're for Miss Price.
I'm expecting her in.
- Call out the navy
- I won't be a moment.
Please don't touch anything.
Call out the tanks
From the Cliffs of Dover,
call up the gulls
And don't forget
the loyal territorials
But who's digging in here?
Who will defend
Every inch of England,
no matter what they send?
Who's standing firm
in our own front yard?
The soldiers of the Old Home Guard,
that's who
The soldiers of the Old Home Guard
We wrote the story
of the old brigades
We know the glory
of yesterday's parades
Who's standing firm
in our own front yard?
The soldiers of the Old Home Guard,
that's who
The soldiers of the Old Home Guard
- Halt!
- Carry on, sergeant.
Captain Greer, sir,
from headquarters at Tidbury,
here to check military preparations.
Tell them Pepperinge Eye
has matters well in hand.
Nevertheless, I...
What on earth is that?
Good morning, General.
I received your message, Mrs Hobday.
- I assume my parcel has arrived.
- It's in the office.
How lovely.
- Who is that?
- Miss Price. Splendid woman.
Her late father served with me.
What does she burn in this?
It smells like sulphur.
Ridiculous! One can't make
motor fuel out of sulphur!
Here we are. Another object from
Professor Emelius Browne in London.
- Thank you.
- Is it what you expected?
- I imagine so.
- He sent you a cat last time.
- Professor Browne is well?
- I haven't the faintest idea.
Are we to have
the pleasure of meeting him?
I doubt it. I don't know
Professor Browne personally.
- Was there something else?
- Yes. Would you come this way?
- I'm very anxious to get home.
- Come along, please.
- Get down, Charlie. I want a ride!
- Bash him one!
Stop it this instant!
Children, this is Miss Price.
Carrie, Charles and Paul Rawlins,
all the way from London.
- How do you do?
- How are you, miss?
The government are trying to evacuate
children into the country.
- Very sensible.
- Today they sent us 45.
And I've had to find homes
for all of them at very short notice.
These are the last three. All right,
children. Pick up your things.
You're not suggesting I take
these children into my house?
- Exactly.
- That's quite out of the question.
Children and I don't get on.
I'll believe you, miss.
Come on. Back to London.
Be quiet.
Besides, I have important work to do.
Miss Price, you do have
that entire house to yourself.
According to the Ministry of
Civil Defence, you have no choice.
I see.
If that is the case
I shall take them into my house,
with the understanding that you find
another home as soon as possible.
Fine. Come along.
Good morning, Miss Price.
There they are!
Oh, Miss Price, what a charitable
thing you are doing,
taking in these
poor unfortunates from the city.
- Hold this very carefully.
- I wonder if I may drop by later.
- Why?
- Consider their spiritual needs.
That won't be necessary.
They won't be with me for long.
My parcel, please.
Bring your things inside.
- Bit murky, ain't it?
- Yeah.
Not another house
round here for miles.
- Wipe your feet.
- Big place, this.
- Who else lives here?
- I live alone.
It suits my purpose.
All right. Come along, everybody.
Sorry, miss. The cat startled us.
No need for alarm.
You just frightened him.
Yeah, he's scared to death.
You can see that!
- What do you call your cat?
- I don't give animals silly names.
I call him Cosmic Creepers
because that's the name he came with.
You will sleep in here.
This was my father's bedroom.
Be very careful of everything in it.
- You boys take the bed