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[theme music]

[instrumental music]

[thunder rumbling]

Uh, t-t-twelve miles.

Gosh, I'll n-n-never

make it in this storm.

'Well, m-maybe the people

in that quaint old castle'

will, uh, p-put me up

for the night.

L-leprechauns, indeed, huh!

Uh, w-what nonsense!

[dramatic music]

knock knock

Eh, the-they're probably asleep.

[door creaking]

Is anybody home?

- [echoing] - Is anybody home?

'Anybody home?'

'...body home.'

'...home.'

[sputtering]

Who are you?

Sure and me name

is Seamus O'Toole.

And it's the caretaker

of ol' Clarey Castle.

I am, I am.

Oh, well, I-I'd like

to speak to your master

about the l-l-lodgings for

the night, my good caretaker.

Now, is it daft,

you're all together?

The old castle is empty

these many years

and there's never

a living thing here, but..

The leprechauns.

L-l-leprechauns.

- N-n-now you cut out - this nonsense

- And-and take my bags - to a room.

You-you picturesque, peasant

caretaker of the old sod, you.

Thud

clang

[sputtering]

[instrumental music]

Hoosht! He's a fat one, O'Pat.

Uh, bundle.

I see what he is, O'Mike.

- O'Pat.

- What is it, O'Mike?

He's after our pot of gold,

he is. Oh-ho-ho!

The devil you say, O'Mike.

The devil I don't.

- O'Pat.

- And now what is it, O'Mike?

We must hide the pot of gold,

we must, we must.

- Oh-h-h!

- Hold on, O'Mike.

Wait. Stop.

Here now. Whoa.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute.

Wait a minute!

I'm chief of

the leprechauns here about.

And 'tis me

alone as will decide

how to treat

the likes of this intruder.

Is that clear, me boyo?

Yes, O'Pat.

An accident, sir.

Sure I'll show you upstairs

to a room and a soft bed?

I guess I could

use a little rest.

[instrumental music]

Uh, j-j-just put the bags down

anyplace, Seamus.

[yawns]

All this e-e-excitement.

I-I am tired.

Boy, am-am I t-tired, t-tired..

Pooped.

Oh, pardon me, sir, but have you

seen the lower half of me about?

- It's, eh, - right back there, Seamus.

Well, thank you, sir.

Eh, some people just can't keep

track of their other halves.

Oh, isn't this sight enough to

set the heart crossways in you?

L-l-leprechauns.

[chattering]

[instrumental music]

Hear ye, hear ye!

The Leprechaun Court.

- Oh, ho, ho, - Shaughnessy township.

County of Rourke O'Hollahan

is now in session.

'The little people

versus Porky Pig'

'for attempting to steal

the pot of gold. Oh-ho-ho.'

Eh, but that's silly.

I didn't...

Silence in the courtroom,

you blatherskite.

The right, Honorable

Judge O'Pat presiding.

Guilty as the day's long.

I p-p-protest.

I-I demand a fair trial.

- I-I...

- Silence, me boyo.

I sentence you to

the word of the green shoes.

Court adjourned.

[instrumental music]

Gosh, he-he-he, I'm afraid

I had you fellows all wrong.

Why, t-t-they're the nicest

shoes I ever.. I ever..

I.. I..

Tap tap

[up-tempo music]

[laughing]

clink clink

[intense music]

[music continues]

thud

screech

bam

tap tap

swish

[moaning]

[screaming]

L-l-leave me alone.

You old leprechaun, you.

I-I don't want

your old pot of gold.

Leprechaun, sir?

Pot of gold, sir?

- Eh, d-d-didn't you - sentence me to wear

The-the g-green shoes?

No, sir.

Why would I be up to

doing such a daft thing?

Come on down now

and-and we'll find you

a bit of rest in a soft bed.

Oh, n-n-no thank you.

I-I really must be going.

I'm late for an appointment..

W-w-with my psychiatrist.

Swoosh

[theme music]