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change a fit night to send a human out in, let alone a poor old scarecrow
without his umbrella.
I'd just like you to get me tweaks out of chating and mildew in me straw.
Ain't much of a place to sleep in.
Still, it's all eat better than being outside.
Best make the best of it.
And why not hungry?
I'd love a cup of tea and a slice of cake.
Just have a look in the tuck of tea.
Not even half a dog biscuit.
Oh, well, cheer up, Wurzel.
The storm should have stopped at the port tomorrow.
Then you can find that wicked old travelling scarecrow maker and rescue
Aunt Sally.
Before he chops up her arms and legs and makes her into one of his lobster
-sided scarecrows.
Reckons if I rescues me Aunt Sally, she'll have to marry me.
Oh, well.
At least it's dry and safe in here.
Safe?
You won't be safe for a second, Master Cummage, while I have an ounce of magic
left in my fingertips.
Mercy, Mr. Crowman.
Wherever you're at, you're all powerful, then.
Look down on poor old Wurzel and help him.
Wurzel Gummidge, is there no end to your stupidity?
You'll bring disaster upon yourself if you meddle with the travelling scarecrow
maker's evil magic.
And have you paused to consider the trouble you'll be in by disobeying me.
I suppose I must try and free you from immediate danger.
Now, where is that dreadful doll the scarecrow maker dropped in the museum?
Ah!
This
grief
will tell it when it serves me right.
I should have known better.
It's pestilence, misery, flood, flame, and foul weather.
By all, it is good within me. I busy.
Both still together.
I am the Crowman.
As rain is stopped to the sapling, as snow is warmed to the sleeping seed,
As wind is kind to the waving corn, so I command gentleness
in all elements.
Let
there
be peace.
Thank you very much, Mr.
Crowmancer. If it was your magnificence to stop that banging and clattering.
I reckon when it comes to magic, that old travelling scarecrow maker don't
nothing compared with your magic, your magicianship.
I'll be flop -a -looted if he does.
Oh, stop blathering, Wurzel.
You're not out of the woods yet, by any means.
I'm sure the travelling scarecrow maker will have something very unpleasant in
store for you tomorrow.
If I were you, I'd get a good night's sleep.
If you had any sense at all, you'd put on your counting head and count a few
sheep. That would help you drop off.
Yeah, I know what I'll do.
I'll put on my counting head and count a few sheep, sis.
That ought to help me drop off.
I wonder how I thought of that.
Don't feel like me clever, Ed.
That's funny.
Seven, five, nine, eight.
Six.
And another one's one.
And another one's eleven -teen.
Go on, little chick, please.
Over the edge it goes.
That's it. Now, let me see.
How many is that?
It's eleven to twelve, that is, altogether.
Curse you, Master Cummage.
But you will not get off so lightly tomorrow.
Come close to here and I'll blind you with magic that not even the crow man
break. And come close to here, you shall.
For I have just the fate with which to tempt you.
Sleep well, Master Gummidge.
Sweet dreams for tonight, but a cruel world of reality tomorrow.
Ah, dang me heart.
Ah, it is a rare old morning and no mistake.
Stop your cackling, ladies.
Yeah, it is a fair old morning for doing something extra special today, isn't
it?
Funny I could remember what it was I had to do.
Maybe one of me heads can tell.
Come on, heads, make yourself useful.
What have we got here?
It's me brave head, that is.
Come on, brave head, tell us.
What's the extra important thing I have to do today?
Aunt Sally, Wurzel.
Rescue Aunt Sally.
Aunt Sally.
That's it. The travelling scarecrow maker's got my Aunt Sally. And I asked
rescuer. I asked the rescuer that and her body and her arms and legs.
How many is that?
An arm and an upper arm.
That's one arm too many.
Hang on. I'll start again.
Wurzel, come and see.
Take off that ridiculous counting head and get about your business.
Gang me.
I'd better get a move on.
Reckons I'll be needing you, brave head, before I's finished.
But not just yet in a while. So back in the sack he goes.
There he is.
There, here we are.
Here's me ornery head.
That's what we need.
Solid Beach was well -seasoned, too.
What kind of words is that?
Don't make no sense at all.
They'd let my reading head ever do it then.
Come on, reading head, I've got a job for you.
Dang me. I must have left it behind in that there barn.
Just have to do without it.
That's near enough.
Come, Wurzel. Let's go and explore that trip.
Just one moment. I'd like to inquire where you came in possession of this
article. We found it, mister, in that barn there.
What would you rather do, throw stones or go and buy some sweets?
Gee, I'd rather buy sweets.
Go and hop it. Thanks, mister.
Oh, where's your gummage?
Can you imagine I make heads for you to drop round the countryside?
Still, at least I'm on the right track.
Yeah, and caw, caw, caw again, you fester for his poopies.
I ain't got no time for stopping and scaring you.
I've got to go and rescue my intended and give that travelling scarecrow maker
good wallopay.
Yeah, there ain't nothing or nobody can stop me.
I says there ain't nothing or nobody has can stop me.
No, I... Nothing that is except a fear.
Oh, I loves them swings and roundabouts and such.
turning like a worsling trophy.
Oh, sir, you are in a state.
Yes, sir.
The machinery's at fault, sir.
Dangerous, that. Must be put right.
So must you, sir. To the hospital.
Hospital? Where we'll give you all the loving care and attention that you need.
Here, I'll take those.
Too heavy for you?
That's got me bravehead in it.
Bravehead? You don't need no bravehead.
Splendid fellow like you. Come along. Come along.
Now which way to go from here?
There. I suppose there's a slightier place, isn't there?
Now, winter, any coconut on the stall?
Any more for any more? Those heads, those heads.
Tell me, where did you get them from? It's important.
None of your business. It certainly is my business.
I made those heads, all of them. Yeah, pretty drizzly lot they are, too.
Now, roll up, roll up. One down, one's a coconut. I must know. Tell me, where
did you get them from? Well, if you really must know, I bought them from the
travelling scarecrow maker.
Legit. Now, clear off. You're getting to be a nuisance.
But those heads won't use to sell. They belong to me. Well, not to me exactly.
You here, you're getting to be a nuisance.
Now, shove off before you get a kick up the date. But I... Oh!
Now look, I'm not a mean man, so here.
Take one of these horrible heads as a souvenir.
Now go on, hop it.
Now roll up, roll up, knock off the horrible head and you win the coconut.
Hang on a minute.
This ain't no hospital.
Clinic, sir.
Fashionable clinic where your every need will be met. Yes, but will it stop me
head -twisting round and round?
Definitely.
Dang
me,
I know it all along as though I'd find it before I'd done.
I reckon what's to become of you, Ansel, the same as what's to become of me.
And it's him out there who's sharpened him with his knives and he's going to do
it to it.
To what?
Well, chop us up, of course, and use our arms and legs and that to make other
lopsided scarecrows with, like him there.
Both of us. But we ain't done yet.
We'll do what Alice does when I haven't got my brave head on.
What's that?
Run away.
I reckon that's the best runner away in the whole wild world.
Even without me brave that dog.
silly old sausage can't catch me see
he
can't do nothing neither of them can
not in broad daylight they can only move about when it starts getting dark the
crow man told me
Let's go up the chimney.
Go on.
Come on, get on with it.
Come on, get up.
That's it.
Hurry up.
He's up.
Get up.
Come on, sir.
Come on, Sally. Get out of there.
Go on, Sally.
Take that to jump.
Hey, plenty of nice soft mud down there for you to land on. There you go.
Hey, well, go on, jump.
Come on, Sally.
Come on.
Not so good. Come on, get in touch with the bug.
Come on!
Not so fast, Master Gummidge.
Nor your wooden lady friend.
We were only going to... You were going nowhere!
Seize them!
Stop!
Ah, I wondered when your highness would appear.
But I don't know what for.
There's little you can do now. I can do enough.
Lay pestilence, misery, flood and flame and foul weather.
By all that is good within me, I bid thee hold no more together.
Well, I'll be bummed, First Lord, Your Majesty.
You desecrated them.
I did indeed.
And now you must play your part.
My, that's my brave head.
Hey, you just wait a minute. I'll show you what's what.
You, don't be ridiculous.
Ridiculous? Me ridiculous?
You just wait and see.
Hey.
And now, my kind old man, you will get out.
You can do nothing.
Nothing. Get out, you sniveling dunk off, or I will chop you into little
into kleiner bits of liver.
You...
currently cut down.
So get out!
Get out forever!
Underever!
Ha!
Oh, Wurzel.
Well done, Wurzel. You've certainly cut him down to size.
Give me the brave head back. You don't need it any longer.
The tattoo man, sir.
What if the travelling scarecrow -maker should come back?
He probably will, Wurzel, but I think I know how to deal with him. Now, the
head, please.
Just for today, Herr President, so I can protect mein Fraulein.
Very well, Wurzel, just this once.
But wear the head well and bring it back safely to me. Oh, I will, your ample
generosity. I will.
I must see if I can retrieve your heads from the fair, dear.
And now, my Aunt Sally, it is time for me to go.
Go where?
To the war, of course, my kleines Puppchen.
I must away to fight.
Fight? Fight who?
The enemy, of course.
There is always an enemy that must be vanquished, just as I vanquished the
traveling scarecrow maker.
And so, auf Wiedersehen, mein schönes Lieb.
Ja.
You're not leaving me. You're not leaving me here.
Ja. Well, you can't. You're not in this awful place.
And why not, may I ask? Warum?
You can't.
Not generally.
Especially as you're a hussifer.
Anyway, I'm your intended.
Did you say mine intended?
I did, but just take me away from here.
Mine intended?
Forever?
For never, never a long time.
Shall we just say for this afternoon?
Good enough.
Come in.
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