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[male voice] ♪ Paddington ♪
[all] ♪ Paddington ♪
[male voice] ♪ Paddington Bear ♪
♪ Paddington ♪
[children] ♪ Paddington ♪
[male voice] ♪ Paddington Bear ♪
♪ He came from Peru ♪
♪ To be with me and you ♪
[all] ♪ He's a very rare sort of bear ♪
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[Paddington] Dear Aunt Lucy,
Hello from Windy Windsor Gardens.
Oh! Oh!
[Paddington] Today, Jonathan and I flew this wonderful thing called a kite.
It was Mr. Brown's kite from when he was a boy.
It's hard to imagine Mr. Brown as a boy.
[chuckles] Yes, yes, the papers have been delivered.
I have them right here! [chuckles]
Hmm? No, no, no. Of course.
[Paddington] I don't know why Mr. Brown's voice changes
when he is on a business call, but it goes very deep.
Yes, the business papers are in safe hands.
-Right. Oh, that's a great idea. -[Jonathan] Dad! Dad!
-Dad, I found the kite! -[Mr. Brown] Yeah.
-Hmm. -Dad! Dad!
-Wind! -Yes, yes,
I will be able to work on the papers today. [chuckles]
-The kite! -Hmm.
Yeah. Yeah.
I… Yes. Er… Goodbye.
-Dad! Dad! -[phone rings]
-Dad! -Not now, Jonathan!
This is a very important business call.
[straining]
-[phone rings] -Hello? Um…
-[deeper voice] Hello? -[voice on other end]
Oh, yes, of course. Yes, I'll have it all finished today.
-[call ends] -[sighs]
Dad! Dad!
I found the kite and the wind is perfect!
[gasps] Ho, ho! My old kite from when I was a boy!
Mr. Brown, you were a boy?
Of course, I was a boy, Paddington.
-Oh! -Hmm…
Nope. Still can't see it.
Stop looking at me like that.
Jonathan, look, I would love nothing more than to go fly my old kite
with you today, but that was my boss on the phone,
and I really should get on with this work.
We can fly the kite on the next windy day.
But that's what you said on the last windy day.
-Jonathan! -[gasps]
Don't drag the kite. Hmm? It's very old.
They don't make them like that any more.
Oh!
Mr. Brown, I did not come to this decision lightly,
but I am going to give you a hard stare.
Please, Paddington, I have to get on with my work.
[ominous music]
[gulps]
Good day, Mr. Brown.
[soft music]
Oh!
-So, are you ready to go? -Go where?
To play kite.
You don't play kite, Paddington. You fly a kite.
Even better. Let's go fly the kite.
This is Dad's kite and it's very special and very old.
You said that it was the perfect day.
How often does a perfect day come along?
I'm sure Mr. Brown would rather you flew it with me than not at all.
It is the perfect day
and the next perfect day, Dad might be busy again so…
let's do it.
We'll just make sure that we are very careful with it.
Yes, very careful.
-[both] Whoa! -[crash]
Starting now.
-[wind] -[cheerful music]
The best place to fly the kite would be the hill.
My hat!
Oh!
If you would just stop, please.
I could…
-[Mr. Curry] Uh! -Oh…
[sighs]
Watch that hat of yours, bear.
It could have knocked over my orange juice.
Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Curry. The wind took a liking to my hat.
-It won't happen again. -See that it doesn't!
Bear!
Okay, so, first, I need to see what direction the wind is going in.
Oh!
Right!
Huh!
-Oh! -[Jonathan chuckles]
I think it's blowing that way.
Okay, I think we're all set to fly.
-Huh? -I'm ready to fly the kite.
Paddington, you're not supposed to fly on the kite,
you're supposed to fly the kite from the ground.
-Oh! -Okay.
So, what you want to do is pick up the kite…
-[gasps] -Oh!
[sigh of relief]
…start running with it, then throw the kite into the wind.
Right.
[chuckles] That was rather fun!
You realise you were supposed to hold onto the string?
Yes, that does seem to make more sense now that you say it.
Come back!
-[wind] -[fast music]
Oh!
[both] Oh!
Uh-oh.
[ominous music]
This almost took out my toast and…
Marmalade?
No! Jam!
What is it with you and marmalade?
Oh, thank you, Mr. Curry!
[Jonathan] Sorry about that!
Bear!
[windows rattling]
Oh!
-[wind] -[soft music]
[sighs]
Perfect kite-flying weather.
[phone rings]
-Hello? Oh, the papers? -[voice on other end]
[deep voice] Oh, the papers! Yeah. Oh, yes, of course!
Yes, I was very busy looking at the papers just as you called.
Okay, I think, this time, we should work together.
I'll hold the handle, very tightly, not letting go,
and you throw the kite into the wind, because you're good at that.
Okay.
[cheerful music]
Now!
-Oh! Whoa! -[Jonathan] Yeah!
Whoa! [laughs]
Cool! Watch this!
[Jonathan] Woo-hoo-hoo!
Look at it go! Do you want a turn, Paddington?
I would love to fly it, as long as you think I'm ready.
Oh, you're ready. Just remember, whatever you do, don't let go.
Don't let go.
Paddington! Let go!
But you said don't let go!
Ouh!
[sigh of relief]
-[Paddington] Whoa! -Huh?
-[Paddington] Whoa! -Hmm.
Coming through! Whoa!
Ha! Not this time, bear.
Bears…
Whoa!
[screaming]
Excuse me!
[fast music]
Sorry!
[Hungarian accent] Paddington?
Hello, Mr. Gruber.
[screaming]
Whoa!
Oh, no! Whoa!
Paddington!
[chuckles]
I'm okay! Just a little… tied up.
Oh, no!
Dad's kite is ruined!
We can fix this.
[straining]
Um… Do you want a hand, Paddington?
If you wouldn't mind.
[suspenseful music]
The coast is clear, but we need to hurry.
[Mr. Brown speaking in a deep voice]
[Mr. Brown] …business.
What is it with that really weird business voice Dad does?
Oh, yes, I've noticed that too.
-[Mr. Brown] Yes, yes, of course! -He's coming!
[Mr. Brown] Let me check the papers right now.
[wind]
No, no, don't worry. No. I've got it all under…
control.
-[ominous music] -[voice on other end]
[he hangs up]
Oh, well, hello, there, Mr. Brown.
Uh… How's business going?
Dad, I am so sorry.
-I took the kite to the park-- -[Mr. Brown] Jonathan, stop right there.
It's me who should be apologising.
Instead of enjoying the perfect windy day, I chose to work. And--
[phone rings]
Well, that can wait until later.
But what can't wait is the perfect windy day with my son.
[soft music]
Now, I might have an idea, but we'll need something sticky.
Marmalade, Mr. Brown?
Ah! Perfect!
And something to patch up these holes.
[Mr. Brown] chuckles] I have to say,
this is a much better use of business papers!
[Paddington] Oh, Aunt Lucy, we flew the kite all afternoon.
And it's funny, because when I was watching Mr. Brown,
I could all of a sudden imagine him as a boy.
Sometimes, work can wait,
especially when you have the perfect windy day.
[soft music]
Love from Paddington.
[Paddington] Dear Aunt Lucy,
this week, in Windsor Gardens, there was a mystery!
Miaow.
[Paddington] "Be on your guard, Drainpipe Dan is on the prowl!"
[suspenseful music]
"I'll have that necklace!"
[deep voice] "Ha, ha! Foiled at last, Drainpipe Dan!"
Paddington, you haven't seen my karate medal, have you?
-Your medal? I'm sorry Judy, no. -Hmm.
-Has anyone seen my astronaut? -Have a look under your bed.
Good idea, Mum.
-Maybe it's in my kit bag. -[Scottish accent] Strangest thing.
I've lost my wrench.
Everyone seems to have lost something today.
I wouldn't mind, but it's my favourite.
I used it to fix the toilets on HMS Mackerel.
[sighs]
Anyone seen my toast?
Oh!
I think it might be here. There's still a little left.
No, you finish it. I'll pick up something on the way.
Bye, darling. Have a lovely day!
Bye! Have a nice day at work!
Oh…
Right. It must be here somewhere!
Um… Ooh! Aha!
Oh, just a washer.
Have you lost something too, Mrs. Brown?
Yes, Paddington, my wedding ring.
Oh, Mr. Brown will be so very sad and it's our anniversary tomorrow.
What's an anniversary?
[Mrs. Brown] It's sort of like a birthday…
for your wedding.
I see.
So not having your wedding ring on your anniversary is very bad.
Yes. Yes, it is.
Oh…
Would a sandwich make you feel better?
Oh, you really are a rare sort of bear.
Oh! Perhaps I left the ring upstairs.
[sighs] My medal's not with my karate kit.
And my astronaut's not under the bed.
Oh, perhaps they've been stolen!
I've been reading this comic that Mr. Gruber lent me.
It's about a notorious burglar called Drainpipe Dan.
Maybe he took everything.
Paddington, that's just a comic. It's not real.
I probably left my medal at the town hall after my karate lesson.
-It'll be in the lost property. -Lost property?
It's a box where lost things go.
Gosh! I'd like to see that.
[ominous music]
[Paddington] So, we went to see Miss Potts at the town hall.
And the box of all the lost things.
[enchanting music]
[piano music]
[Miss Potts sighs]
Oh…
My harmonica isn't here.
I didn't know you had a harmonica, Paddington. When did you lose it?
Back in Peru when I was a cub.
[Judy] Oh!
This is only for lost property found around Windsor Gardens.
Oh!
I thought all lost things ended up here.
-But my medal isn't here. -Neither's my astronaut.
Nor is Mrs. Brown's ring.
A ring, you say?
Hmm, not the first valuable thing
to go missing from Windsor Gardens recently.
-Really? -[Miss Potts] Oh, yes.
A necklace, a brooch and Miss Singh lost a nose ring!
All disappeared from window sills in broad daylight!
Window sills?
[gasps] Drainpipe Dan!
Drainpipe Dan?
He's a character from the comic, he's not actually real.
But things have been going missing Judy, and that's certainly a mystery.
Do you think I could borrow these?
Well, I suppose they have been there a long time.
Just bring them back when you're done, and make sure you're careful.
Oh, I'm always careful, Miss Potts.
It's the things around me that seem to be careless.
Whoa!
[Paddington] The problem with detecting
is that it's not always easy to tell what is a clue
and what is not a clue.
Paddington, Drainpipe Dan's just a made-up story.
Hmm.
There's a little scratch here. Maybe that's a clue.
Oh! Here's another!
[fast music]
And another.
-[Jonathan] Watch out, Paddington! -[Judy] Careful, Paddington!
[water flowing]
-[Mrs. Bird screams] -Oh! [screaming]
[crash]
Paddington?
[Paddington] I'm all right.
I'm not sure about Mrs. Brown's hydrangea.
You really shouldn't interrupt a lady in the middle of her beauty regime!
I'll certainly make a note of that, Mrs. Bird.
Nice hat, by the way.
[Paddington] Thank you, Mrs. Bird!
Nice… green face?
[suspenseful music]
[sighs]
What are you up to, bear?
Paddington thinks there's a burglar called Drainpipe Dan
in Windsor Gardens.
Have you seen anything suspicious?
Have I?
Yes. Have you?
You're always looking into other peoples' windows.
Only on official neighbourhood business.
Sometimes with binoculars.
Uh… Uh…
Yes, there was once this fella, uh, messy hair…
Oh! I'll do a police sketch.
That's what the detective in my comic did.
Oh, right. Uh, yes, well, he had messy hair, squinty eyes,
a pointy nose. He looked just like a criminal!
-Ah! Hmm. -[laughter]
[Mr. Curry] Well? Show me, then.
Hmm. [gasps]
Bear!
[laughter]
Mr. Curry, you are Drainpipe Dan?
Oh, how ridiculous!
[grunting]
[clears throat]
[Paddington] I couldn't let Drainpipe Dan
spoil Mr. and Mrs. Brown's wedding birthday.
I had a plan to catch him in the act.
[suspenseful music]
[Paddington] This was a present from my Uncle Pastuzo.
Perfect for a Drainpipe Dan trap.
Now, we wait.
-Paddington, I really don't think… -[stomach rumbles]
Sorry. I was just thinking about dinner.
Maybe it's time for a marmalade sandwich?
[sniffs]
[gasps]
[Paddington] A… bird?
[chirping]
-[fast music] -[all scream]
Uncle Pastuzo's watch!
Stop!
-Wait! -Come back!
No, not here.
[Jonathan] It's heading for the tree house!
But what would a bird want with a watch?
Magpies like shiny things.
[Jonathan] They take them and hide them in their nests.
[Paddington gasps] I can see Uncle Pastuzo's watch!
And Judy's medal, and the astronaut,
Mrs. Brown's ring must be there too!
To the rescue!
[heroic music]
Ah! Foiled at last, Mr. Magpie!
[chirping]
It's all very well to flap,
but you've been very naughty taking all these things.
-[Paddington] One karate medal! -Thank you, Paddington!
-[Paddington] One astronaut. -Yes!
[Paddington] And one wrench!
[straining]
Oh…
And I'll take these to Miss Potts.
See, Paddington? No Drainpipe Dan!
Yes, Judy, you were right.
And I was so sure that he was real.
Just a very strong magpie!
Um… Did you find anything else?
Oh, no wedding ring, I'm afraid, Mrs. Brown.
Oh, dear! I'll have to tell Mr. Brown in the morning.
All right, come on, everyone! Time for bed!
Oh…
[a door creaks]
[rumbling]
[gasps]
[suspenseful music]
[gasps]
[Paddington] Drainpipe Dan! He is real!
-Caught you! -[screams]
Mr. Brown!
[Paddington] You're Drainpipe Dan?
Drainpipe who?
I was just trying to make a simple surprise anniversary breakfast!
Oh, darling! How sweet of you!
I appear to have made a mistake.
That was a lovely thought, Mr. Brown. Such a shame that Mrs. Brown lost--
Paddington!
Darling, there's something I need to tell you.
One moment, dear.
Ugh…
Just a little eggy.
[soft music]
[Mrs. Brown] Oh!
My wedding ring!
But… how?
I snuck it away so I could get it engraved.
-Look. -[gasps]
"Love you always."
Oh!
[Paddington] So, there really wasn't a Drainpipe Dan!
Oh!
[Paddington] And so I discovered that when you set out to solve a mystery,
the truth might not be what you expect.
It might be something even better.
Love from Paddington.
[soft rock music]
[all] ♪ P-A-D-D-I-N-G-T-O-N Paddington Bear ♪