Paddington Page #5

to join me. You could bring this Tony.

Why would I want to bring anyone

down the toilet?

Come on, darling, it's not like that.

It's a subterranean labyrinth

that can take you anywhere in the city.

It's weird, it smells

and it's embarrassing.

Sure. Good point.

Judy suffers

from a serious condition

called "embarrassment".

She is seeing a boy called Tony

but won't bring him home.

- So, when can I come round your house?

- That's never gonna happen.

She is learning Chinese...

Could you tell me the way

to the central business district?

...so she can run away

and start a small business.

I have been accused

of insider trading

and require legal representation.

When Jonathan grows up,

he wants to be an astronaut.

Last year he built

a pair of rocket boots...

Three, two, one.

...and is now only allowed to play

with safe, educational, indoor toys

from the olden days.

They live with

an old relative called Mrs Bird.

Her husband was in the Navy, and she

still likes everything shipshape.

Tomorrow, they are taking me

to the authorities,

who will house me in something

that is not an orphanage,

but still doesn't sound like the sort

of home we were really hoping for.

Can't you sleep?

Me neither.

I do wish

we could have found the explorer.

I know, Paddington.

But I've been looking everywhere

and I still can't find any mention

of an English expedition to Peru.

But there really was an explorer,

Mrs Brown. He gave my uncle this hat.

What, that was the explorer's hat?

Hm-hmm. Why?

I've got a friend who runs

an antiques shop in the Portobello Road.

He knows all about old things

like your hat.

Oh...

it's just possible

he could help us find your explorer.

Well, that would be wonderful.

- But didn't Mr Brown say...

- Don't you worry about Mr Brown.

As far as he's concerned,

we're going to the authorities.

But I'm not standing by while there's

a chance of finding you a proper home.

Now make sure you get some sleep, OK?

Night-night.

Tomorrow,

we are going to find the explorer.

Love from Paddington.

Oh.

PS. That is now my name.

Good evening, Grant.

Madam Director.

Another delivery from the docks?

Bring it through.

Yes!

You are going to make

a fantastic addition to the collection.

Aren't you worried

people will ask questions?

Not at all. As far as the tree-huggers

who run this place are concerned,

I'd never dream of stuffing

a poor defenceless animal.

However, it's not enough for me just

to look after this dusty old collection.

I need to add the odd choice specimen

of my own.

There was some weird sort of animal

at the dock today.

Oh, yes?

Yeah. I was doing

my rounds as usual

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