01x02 - The Day Begins

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Presents...

Today's episode...

Hi, mouseketeers.

This is tim considine.

Today we're going to begin an adventure

that takes place a long way from here.

It's about 2 friends of mine named clint and mac.

Clint's an american boy,

and mac is english.

They both live in the city of london.

Once there was a man who wrote 10 fat books

just describing this city.

But his wife said that was too much,

so he took his pen and scratched and scratched

until there was only one word left.

And that one word was...

London.

This part of london is called...

As you can see it's spelled...■■

C-h-i-s-w-i-c-k.

But they still call it chizzick.

Anyway, this is where clint and mac live.

So let's go in and meet them, shall we?

Clint's almost finished his breakfast,

and as it's saturday, has nothing much on his mind

except how to have fun for the rest of the day.

Clint's dad has just finished his breakfast, too,

and is trying to get some hot news out of the times.

Maybe this is one of the greatest newspapers in the world,

but I can never find anything in it.

There aren't any comics in it, either.

There are 4 columns about the garden party

for prince charles' birthday.

Yeah? From all I hear,

that heir to the british throne

is a pretty terrific little character.

So's this character.

I do hope you and mac

won't play around the river today, will you?

No'm.

Stop saying no'm for no, ma'am.

You make it sound like that airfield in alaska

when you were a baby.

Hey, pop, it's saturday.

Give.

Clint: thanks very much, dad.

I'll take half a crown, ok?

So long, mom.

I do believe associating

with that nice british boy

is doing clint some good.

Tim: now let's go next door and meet alistair.

That is, his mom and pop call him alistair,

but we'll call him mac.

He's also pretty well through breakfast,

only he's had tea, toast, and kippers.

A kipper is a kind of a smoked english fish

with a smell all its own.

Me, I wouldn't give one to our cat.

Alistair macintosh,

stop bolting your breakfast like a grampus.

What's a grampus?

A little boy of 14

who bolts his breakfast.

Your mother's quite right.

Ease up a bit.

I say, father,

this being saturday, could I have my--

your allowance. Of course.

Here you are, son.

A bright new half-crown

directly from her majesty's mint.

You and clinton won't get up to any mischief,

now, will you?

No, ma'am.

Honest injun, hope to die.

Where in the world do you learn

all these outlandish expressions?

From clint.

I think they're jolly good.

Where's my cap, mother?

Where's my-- now, look,

off you go and look for it.

Mac: hello, clint!

Hi, mac.

How much allowance did you get?

4 Bits.

How much is that in english?

Sort of like half a dollar.

Oh, you mean half a crown.

That's what I got, too.

My dad's in a jolly good mood this morning.

He's just solved a smashing m*rder case in camden town.

The commissioner is very bucked about it.

Yesterday, old iron pants said

my pop could come off ground and fly jets again.

Who's old iron pants?

He's the commanding officer out at the air base.

Oh.

What shall we do now?

[Boat horn honks]

why don't we go gallihooting around town?

Is gallihooting a word?

In missouri it is.

It just means barging around.

Ok, let's go gallihooting.

Right.

I suppose we could take home a comic book.

Naw, tkid stuff.

Besides, we can do that if it rains.

Hello, alistair, young fellllllol lad.

Hello, constable.

I hear your father's police inspector on duty

at buckingham palace next week

at the birthday party for his young royal highness.

Yes, he is.

Don't envy your fathererer

going to be a million pounds in presents to guard.

A million pounds?

[Whistles]

and probably nothing the little nipper can play with.h.h.

Doesn't he get regular presents,

lili a hot ror or a horse even?

Heaven forbid.

But mark my words,

he'll get a bushel of diamonds and rubies.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha.

U know,

I'm beginning to feel real sorry for that guy already.

Constable hawkins?

No. Prince charles.

A birthday coming up and no real presents.

Or none they'll you know, clint,.

I'd like to buy a birthday present for prince charles.

Good deal. I'll chip in on the present with you.

But he's not your pririricharles, clint.

You're just visiting this country.

Ok, ok. That's just the point.

I'm a guest here, and I'd like to do something in return.

Besides, I've seen charlie's picture in the papers,

and he looks like a regular guy.

Jolly good.

But we've only got 5 shillings.

That isn't very mumumu is it?

What can we get charlie for 5 shillings?

I say, do you mind not calling his rororohighness charlie?

Well, in america we'd call him chuck.

Have you ever been to shepherds bush market?

No. Why?

It's quite exciting there.

They sell everything under the sun.

Can we get something there for 5 shillings?

Less, I hope.

Let's go.

Tim: how would you like to be turned loose in this place

with about 80 cents to spend?

This is a cross between

a county fair and a persian market.

There's everything from soup to nuts,

and then some.

The only trororo is that clint and mac don't know

what they're looking for,

except that it's to be a birthday present

suitable for his royal highness prince charles,

who will one day be king of england.

The latest picturesssbys

in hollywood.

Look here, now.

These historic boots, worn by fess parker

in his role of davy crockett. Ha!

♪ Davy ♪

ha ha ha!

They're a giveaway bargain, friends.

Now, gentlemen,

how about a nice dish of winkles and whelks?

Winkles and whats?

Winkles and whelks.

Rather like snails.

Yecch. No, tha

they're really very nice.

How much?

Fourpence a dish, mate.

Man: come on over here, ladies and gentlemen.

Buy something for the boys and girls.

The best pets in london.

And what's more, the cheapest.

Welcome, me boys.

And what can we do for you today?

We don't know yet.

We'd just like to look.

Look around all you want, me son.

There's plenty to look at,

and they're all beauties.

Clint: what about a pup?

Mac: no. T t tve got lots of dogs

at buckingham palace.

How about a couple of rabbits?

They're too ordinary.

I guess you're right.

Let's see what else they've got.

[Birds chirping]

clint: do you know what I'm thinking?

Mac: I believe I do.

He does have rather a royal look in his s s e doesn't he?

I bet no one else would think

to get prince charles a tortoise.

You mean a turtle?

We call them tortoises.

Tortoises, turtles-- who cares?

Let's find out what the deal is.

A real beauty, isn't it?

How much?

15 Shillings.

We'll give you 10.

Oh, you're a sly one.

No. 12 Shillings is me last word.

10.

Let me see the color of your money.

We'll give you 5 shillings on account today

and the other 5 tomomomo.

Right. I'll take your deposit.

Me back k morrow,

and you'll be the owner

of the finest tortoise in the empire.

Do you mind giving me a receipt?

Oh h* h*! A receipt.

Here we are. Ha ha ha ha.

You're a businessman, you are.

5 Shillings for a prize tortoise.

There we are.

Now, off you go, me lucky lads.

Don't worry,

I'll get my pop givt

of the money.

Oh, I don't know about that.

Prince charles would like it better

if we paid for it ourselves, don't you u u k?

I guess you're right.

Like they say in the air force,

let's do it the hard way.

What do you mean?

I mean, let's latctctcto a job.

Gosh, that's an idea.

Don't look at him.

Why not?

He's one of my father's men.

Aren't you even going to say hello?

It's bad form to recognize a detective.

He might be on a very important case.

Oh.

Hey, look!

"Errand boy wanted."

You knknknon I'm always suspiciouss for us.

At doors that close like that.

Let's give it all 10.

All 10 what?

10 Knuckles, knucklehead.