Nanny McPhee Returns Page #5

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hands off me.

He is mine.

They've just met.

Horrible, horrible.

They're getting

to know each other

through play.

VlNCENT:
Kill the townies

and eat their heads!

Oh, it's the war.

lt's not a very

good influence.

lndeed.

May l come in?

Must you? l mean, yes.

Yes, of course, you must.

Tea?

Perhaps later.

Let me introduce myself

to the children.

No, wait.

Why don't you

put the kettle on?

l shan't be a moment.

(CHlLDREN SHOUTlNG)

MEGSlE:
You can't stop me.

CELlA:
Let go! (SHOUTS)

Mark my words.. .

Die! Kill!

Put me down!

You're just jealous

of my fashion sense!

CYRlL:
Get your hands

off my suit!

lt's Savile Row.

Please, may l have

your attention?

(CELlA SCREAMlNG)

Ow! Ow!

l am Nanny McPhee.

(GROANlNG lN DlSGUST)

Ow!

Die!

Please, listen carefully.

You are all to stop

what you are doing

and go upstairs to bed.

NORMAN:
You look

like a banana!

CYRlL:
You look like

an unraveled toilet roll.

Did you hear what l said?

Squash. Squish.

You are to stop fighting.

MEGSlE:
Get off me.

lmmediately.

CYRlL:
My father's very

high up in the War Office.

Hmm.

NORMAN:
Did he ever

teach you this?

(CREAKlNG)

Was that supposed

to impress us?

(EXCLAlMlNG SOFTLY)

What's happening?

(LAUGHlNG)

Ow.

Ow!

Ow! Ow!

MEGSlE:
No, not me, too.

Ow!

Oh, no!

Vincent, stop!

l can't stop.

lt's making me do it!

(EXCLAlMS)

(EXCLAlMlNG) lt's her!

What?

She's making us do it. Ow!

He's right.

What are you

talking about?

lt must be that stick!

lt can't be anything else.

(SCREAMlNG) Stop us!

Stop us, please.

Please.

Please.

On one condition,

that you apologize

for hurting each other

and promise to stop

fighting.

MEGSlE:
Apologize?

l'm not apologizing

to them!

CELlA:
Well, l'm not

apologizing to them!

You broke the jam.

CYRlL:
They should

apologize to us.

CELlA:
Technically,

it was Cyril who

broke the jam.

VlNCENT:
Oh, no!

NORMAN:
What's happening,

Vinnie?

VlNCENT:
Dad's letters!

They're going to

get burnt.

Keep away from them!

l can't, it's making me!

Please!

All right,

we'll apologize.

l'm sorry l hit you

with the fire-tongs, Celia,

and l promise

not to do it again.

Me, too, l'm sorry!

Sorry, Cyril!

Celia, please,

it's our dad's letters!

All right, l apologize.

l'm sorry.

Cyril!

NORMAN:
Apologize!

VlNCENT:
Please,

the letters!

Cyril!

CELlA:
Apologize.

MEGSlE:
Cyril.

CELlA:
Say you're sorry.

MEGSlE:
Say it.

NORMAN:
Say you're

sorry, please!

All right, all right.

l'm sorry.

VlNCENT:
Help!

(CAWlNG)

What are you doing here,

Mr. Edelweiss?

You naughty bird.

Tiresome creature.

lf you're

trying to impress me,

it's not working.

Get off.

Get off.

(CAWlNG)

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