Danny the Champion of the World

Synopsis: Somewhere in England, in the Autumn of 1955, a widowed father and his son live an idyllic life together. Only their gas station happens to sit on a piece of land that a local developer wants to buy. And when he won't take no for an answer, and sets government inspectors and social works onto Danny and his father, Danny and his father decide to get even with Hazell and his pheasant- shooting friends in a manner in keeping with their own family tradition.
Director(s): Gavin Millar
Production: Children's Film Foundation
99 min

(Flapping overhead)


(Pheasant squawks)


(Pheasant squawks)

(Pheasants coo)

(Men's voices approaching)

- Morning, sir.

- Morning, sir.

(Tyres screech)



- See you soon, William.

- (Man) Bye, Doc. See you soon.

She's full up, Doc.

Who? Oh, yes! Good, good.

Now, let's see.

- There, Danny, thank you.

- I checked the oil.

Oh, you've done it? That's good.

(Starts engine)

Like a cello.

Well, it is!

- Can I take her out?

- All right.

Where's reverse?

Er... Across and up.

(Tyres screech)

(Tyres screech)

You idiot! Why don't you watch -

Well done, Dan.

Afternoon. Teaching your boy

to drive, I see. Good idea.

Seems like a bright lad.

- My name's...

- Hazell.

Correct. (Chuckles)

- Already famous round here, am I?

- Notorious.

That's what I like about the country.

Everybody knows everybody.

My solicitor sent you a letter.

- I replied to it last week.

- That's why I wanted to see you.

I don't know why I use lawyers -

I like to do business face to face.

- Dad!

- Oh, er...

- Ah.

- Sorry.

Is there somewhere more private

we could talk?

- This is fine for me.

- Yes, well, whatever you say.

- You've got me over a barrel.

- Have I?

I knew I was going to have to pay out

to buy you out.

I'm not complaining. Business is business.

And I do happen to be a very rich man.

I'll give you 2,000 for this place.

Yes, that is a lot of money.

I'll put my cards on the table.

I've got one of the finest

pheasant shoots in England here.

I can't make it the tops with you

sitting slap-bang in the middle.

- This is your lucky day.

- I said in my letter I'm not selling.

He's got quite a head for business,

your dad.

All right, 2,500 -

but that's my top whack.

Mr Hazell, it's not for sale.

I don't know how to say it more clearly.

Come on, Dan, give me the grease gun.

How much do you make on this place? Eh?

Ten, maybe 12 quid a week,

if you're lucky?

I'm offering you a small fortune.

The opportunity of a lifetime.

What about the boy there? Shouldn't

you be thinking about his future?

Do you think we should sell, Danny?

- You see, we're happy here.

- I think I should warn you...

..I always get what I want,

one way or another.

No one can have everything they want.

(Hazell) I can.

Happy here, are you?

We'll see about that.

Right, now, where did we get to?

Where the Big Friendly Giant

could hear things.

Oh, yes. Your mother always

loved stories about giants, too.

The Big Friendly Giant's sense of

hearing was absolutely fantastic.

He could hear the tread of a ladybird

walking across a leaf.

He could hear the whispering of ants

as they scurried about

under the soil, gossiping.

You see, my love, there's

a whole world of sound around us

that we can't hear because our ears -

- Dad?

- What?

- That man...

- Victor Hazell?

Do you think he's going

to do nasty things to us?

- Yes, my love, I think he is.

- He's a millionaire, isn't he?

He's what we used to call a spiv

in the war.

While we were fighting,

he was making money

out of everybody else's misery.

- Is he a crook?

- Mm.

I suppose he is, sort of.

But I reckons as how you and I

are match enough for 'im.

Time for sleep.

First day of school tomorrow. Ugh!

Good night, my darling.

(Birds twitter)

I see he's bought

old Whaddon's smallholding.


(Car horn)

- Morning, Mrs Clipstone.

- Morning, William. Morning, Danny.

- Morning.

- Morning.

- Morning, Danny.

- Lovely day.

(Children chatter)

Danny, don't forget

to give this to Mr Snoddy.

- It's his bill for the tyre.

- OK.

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