All language subtitles for The.Borrowers.S02E04.en

Pod!

Jump!

They must have got out.
Oh, please, please be all right.

Mother! Father! It's me.

Where are you?

They couldn't be... They couldn't be, could they?

(RUSTLING)

Oh, it's them!

— They're here.
— Hello, Miss Clock.

Still ticking away?

And Spiller. Lost any good borrowings lately?

— Found your parents?
— What?

— I bet they were pleased to see you.
— Gave you a warm welcome.

— Where have you moved the kettle to?
— We'll find it.

(SPILLER) It floated off in the storm.

— But they got out.
— Course they did.

— But they couldn't.
— Shut up.

They couldn't? What do you mean?

— It was his idea.
— What was?

— We thought you'd let them out.
— It was a joke.

— I said not to do it.
— You got the stick to jam the lid on.

— How could they breathe?!
— Through the spout.

The spout's all stuffed up with mud.

— You're lying.
— He's not.

I didn't know, It's not my fault.
I didn't know there was going to be a storm.

It was just a joke. Everyone likes a joke.

Yes, they do!

But not your jokes, Ditchley.

— You're safe!
— Yes, yes. Quite safe.

I don't know... I reckon there must be
something wrong with you, Ditchley.

It's hard enough being a Borrower
without having halfwits like you to put up with.

You think you're better than anyone else,
don't you?

And you... You just go along with it,
don't you, Ilrick?

You just go along with it.

You've forgotten everything
you ever learnt about being Borrowers.

— It was just a joke, all right?
— No, it's not all right.

Your jokes aren't jokes.
They're nasty, spiteful little tricks.

You don't care about anyone. I doubt
you've ever helped anybody in your life.

"Borrowers share and Borrowers care"?
You've forgotten that — if you ever knew it.

Oh...and when we were going down the drain...

and you pulled the plug out of the bath?

There's something else you forgot.

Yeah? What was that?

Thanks to your very funny joke,
you used up all the water.

— It couldn't have done.
— Yes, it could.

It was turned off, remember?

So thanks to your very, very funny joke,
it's all gone.

Not a drop left in the whole house.

still..| expect your father and mother
will think it's very funny

when they find there's no water left for washing.

They'll laugh themselves stupid
when there's none to be had for cooking.

And they'll be near hysterical
when there's nothing to drink any more.

I wonder what they'll think of their dear, darling...

very funny little boys then.

Eh?!

Do you know, Pod, I've never heard you
say so much, not all in one go.

— Yes?
— Mrs Driver?

Yes.

I'm Muriel Menzies —
a distant relative of George May's.

The Mays wrote to me from India and...

Perhaps I'd better come inside and explain.

Oh. All right.

You'll have to come through to the kitchen.
Most of the rooms were shut up years ago.

You see, according to his mother's letter,
George isn't very happy here.

— How would she know?
— Because he wrote from school.

He did, did he?

So his parents think it would be better
if he were to spend his holidays with me.

I see,

After all, it hardly seems fair
that you should have to look after him.

Well, quite frankly, Mrs Menzies...

— Miss.
— Miss.

I'll be glad to see the back of him.

That boy's been nothing but trouble
since he got here.

And, I have to tell you, he's a thief.

George!

It's no business of mine, of course,
but there must have been schools in India.

Coming all this way!

They just wanted to get rid of him, if you ask me,
and I can't say I blame them.

I think it's more a question of his health,
Mrs Driver. The Indian climate...

Ah, the climate.
There's always some excuse, isn't there?

— Another biscuit?
— I'm sure his parents do the best they can.

— (DOOR OPENS)
— Mrs Driver.

Oh, George. This is Miss Menzies.

— Hello.
— How do you do?

I'm a cousin of your mother's. She's asked me
to look after you. Would you like that?

Gosh, would I!
Yes. That'd be very nice, thank you.

Would it be convenient
to come for him on Friday?

— I suppose so. Do you live locally?
— Yes. Fordham.

— Fordham? Not Little Fordham?
— Oh, no. I couldn't live in Little Fordham.

(SPILLER) Be there before dawn.
It'll be the quickest I've ever done it.

— It usually takes...
— (CRASH)

— What's the matter? Are we sinking?
— It'll take a lot to sink this.

— What is it?
— Branches and stuff. Looks like we're stuck.

I knew it was going too well.

We'll have to get unstuck. We can be seen
from that bridge. This'll need all of us.

(WHIRRING)

Pod! Pod! Pod! Pod!

— Homily!
— What is it?

— It's a fish hook.
— Get me down! Pull me down!

Sshh!

— Ain't no good trying to hide.
— Mildeye!

Oh, no!

— What's he doing?
— He's coming.

I've seen yer! What a bit of Luck, eh?

Oi!

Gotcha this time, Mildeye.
Caught you red-handed.

— It ain't what you think, Mr Babcock.
— Having a midnight paddle?

That looks like poaching to me.

— We could both be very rich, sir.
— And that sounds like bribery.

But there are little people in the water!

And that is definitely drunkenness.
You switch that torch off and come on out.

— You may never have this chance again, sir.
— I know. Been after you for years.

You ain't resisting arrest as well, are you?
Get to the bank and wait there.

And don't you try running off
because I know where you live. Go on.

Go on. Go on!

So near.

— Is this it?
— Nope.

— It's a Borrowers' village!
— (HOMILY) Well, I never.

It's another Borrower.

— What do you think?
— Oh, Spiller.

Oh, Pod.

— Is it empty?
— They all are.

— No other Borrowers?
— No.

- "Vine Cottage."
— Come and have a look.

— These are real windows.
— Are they?

— Do they open?
— I don't know.

— It smells damp.
— I can see the church.

(HOMILY) Can you?

— Look.
— Oh,

— It's the toadstools.
— I know.

So how are we going to get upstairs?

Well, we could knock a hole in the ceiling,
couldn't you, Pod?

And then build a proper staircase.

Put down a good solid floor.

Build a proper fireplace to dry the place out.
And in no time at all it could be...

quite wonderful.

Couldn't it, Pod?

Yes.

(MAN) You get nice hinges from cigar boxes.

Oh, Mr Pott, it's splendid.
It's just like St Edmund's.

Here's the vicar.

I haven't made him as fat as
Reverend Winkley, but otherwise...

— He's just the same.
— I thought he could stand just outside the porch.

— Like this.
— He's very lifelike.

I can make cottages but not people.

There weren't any people till you came.
They've brought the place to life.

— Mr Pott, I hardly think my poor effort...
— No, I mean it.

I made a chap for the signal box,
but he wasn't very good.

— No.
— His head was too big.

He was like a tomato with legs.

Well, I think we've earned a cup of tea, don't you?

— Well... Yes, I do, but I just want to...
— I'll go and put the kettle on.

Are you real?

I'm not imagining you, am I?

Can you talk?

No.

— Such a pretty dress.
— Thank you.

— You can talk.
— But I promised my father I wouldn't.

— And I've made you break your promise.
— It's not your fault. How did you know?

I knew you weren't one of mine.
I've made all the people in Little Fordham.

Most of them are at home.
I'm getting them ready for Saturday.

— You're so tiny!
— What happens on Saturday?

Mr Pott opens Little Fordham to visitors.

— Have you just arrived?
— Visitors?

For the Railway Benevolent Fund.

— Are there many of you?
— Human Beans come to the village?

Saturdays and Sundays, ten to four.
Weather permitting. This is so exciting.

Tea's up!

Will you be staying in the village?

— I'm... I'm not sure.
— Please do.

Please, please stay. You'll be quite safe.
You can trust me. Really you can.

I'm coming!

Bye.

— I wish you wouldn't go off like that.
— What's happening?

— They're making a hole through the floor.
— So we're staying?

Of course we're staying.

(POD) This wood's from a cigar box.
You get nice hinges from a cigar box.

It'll make two bedrooms up there.
Nice and warm under the thatch.

— No spiders, are there?
— Only dead ones.

Aagh!

Pod!

What are you standing like that for? Go on.

He's the one what built all this.

Arrietty.

— Do something, Pod.
— What?

— I like a nice fire.
— Draws well, that chimney.

When you've built the fireplace and laid the floor...

— After I've built the staircase.
— It'll be perfect.

— It's time I was off.
— What do you mean?

— Must you go?
— Tonight.

— Where?
— Will you be needing the boat?

No, I suppose not. You can take it.

— Watch out for visitors.
— Visitors?

What visitors? Other Borrowers?

Perhaps he means Human Beans.

— Why would Human Beans come here?
— To look at the village.

— Why would they do that?
— I don't know.

Because it's small to them.

They like things like dolls' houses
and toy soldiers and train sets.

Don't mention train sets to me.

Spiller says it normally stops at the station.

I'm surprised you weren't sick,
the time you were on it.

If you're right about visitors, Arrietty...

— Oh, Pod, no!
— We can't stay here to be seen again.

Miss... Spiller said visitors.
They wouldn't be here all the time.

— Arrietty's right.
— Probably only in the morning or weekends.

— And not at night.
— And only weather permitting.

— What?
— Not when it's raining or in the winter.

— I don't like the sound of it.
— We must do what Spiller says and be careful.

And get curtains.

Hello.

Do you mind if I borrow this?
Thank you very much.

Call round if you need it back.

Flagstones.

23...

I find grease is rather good.

— Is that everything?
— Yes. My trunk's at school.

Of course. Well, we'd better be off.
I must get back to my work.

— Work?
- Yes. I design picture books for children.

— And Christmas cards.
— Really?

My cousin made ashtrays
out of bottle tops until he was committed.

Oh, dear. How sad.

— Goodbye, George.
— Goodbye, Mrs Driver.

Try not to make a nuisance of yourself.
Goodbye, Miss Menzies. I don't envy you.

We'll get along fine, won't we?

You must come over one day and see
Little Fordham. It's a model village.

— A model village!
— Goodbye, Mrs Driver.

And thank you for looking after George.

There's about eight of them.

— I wish your father was here.
— He's borrowing curtains in the store.

— The one in the middle.
— No. The one on the left.

— The blue one.
— Yeah.

— Get me one.
— That's better.

Yes!

Try and knock his legs off.