Babar (1989) s01e12 Episode Script

HI, POPPA.
(♪♪♪)
UNCLE ARTHUR!
MOMMA, MOMMA.
(giggling)
(♪♪♪)
(♪♪♪)
(rooster crowing)
THERE, ALL SET TO TACKLE
ANOTHER DAY.
AHEM.
AREN'T YOU FORGETTING SOMETHING,
MY DEAR?
(laughs)
SO I AM.
NO KING WOULD BE COMPLETE
WITHOUT HIS CROWN.
CONGRATULATIONS ON ANOTHER
WONDERFUL YEAR AS KING.
THANK YOU, SWEETHEART.
CORONATION DAY SEEMS TO COME
QUICKER EVERY YEAR.
DID TOO!
DID NOT!
CONFESS, YOU TOOK IT.
FOR THE LAST TIME, FLORA,
WE DIDN'T TAKE YOUR GOOFY DIARY.
YEAH, NOT THAT WE DIDN'
THINK ABOUT IT.
AHA!
BUT WE DIDN'T TAKE IT,
HONEST.
A LIKELY STORY.
FLORA, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
THEY TOOK MY DIARY.
WE DID NOT.
FLORA, POM AND ALEXANDER
SAID THEY DIDN'T TAKE IT.
YEAH.
WELL, SOMEONE SURE TOOK IT.
I CAN'T FIND IT ANYWHERE.
YOU KNOW THIS VERY THING
HAPPENED TO ME ONCE?
SOMEONE STOLED YOUR DIARY,
DAD?
SOMEONE STOLED MY CROWN.
(gasp)
REALLY?
WHO?
IT'S A MYSTERY.
THE NIGHT BEFORE MY FIRS
CORONATION, WHEN I WAS GETTING
READY FOR BED, I TOOK OFF
MY CROWN AND PUT IT DOWN
IN ITS USUAL SPOT.
THEN, INTO BED I HOPPED,
AND OF COURSE, FELL ASLEEP
(snoring)
(birds twittering)
(yawn)
WHAT THE
OH MY GOSH, WHERE'S MY CROWN?
RISE AND SINE, BABAR!
HUH?
(whistle)
GEE, ROUGH NIGHT?
ZEPHIR, HAVE YOU SEEN
MY CROWN?
I THINK I'VE LOST IT, AND ON
TODAY OF ALL DAYS!
WHAT'S SO SPECIAL ABOU
TODAY?
IT'S CORONATION DAY.
ONE YEAR AGO, I WAS CROWNED KING
OF CELESTEVILLE.
HEY, THAT'S GOOD!
IT'S ALSO PALACE PROGRESS
REPORT DAY, A PUBLIC OPINION
SURVEY THAT RATES THE KING'S
PERFORMANCE FOR THE PAST YEAR.
SORT OF LIKE A ROYAL REPOR
CARD, HUH?
GEE, WHAT HAPPENS TO A KING
WHO GETS AN F?
NOTHING COMPARED TO WHA
HAPPENS TO A KING WHO LOSES HIS
OWN CROWN.
NEVER FEAR
ZEPHIR IS HERE!
IT JUST SO HAPPENS THAT I HAVE
RECENTLY GRADUATED FROM THE
SHEERLUCK HOLMES SCHOOL
OF SUPER SLEUTHING.
NOTE THE GENUINE DIPLOMA AND
PERSONALLY AUTOGRAPHED SPYGLASS.
ZEPHIR, THIS IS YOUR
SIGNATURE.
I KNOW.
I PERSONALLY AUTOGRAPHED IT.
STAND ASIDE!
I'VE GOT A CASE TO CRACK.
MY CROWN WASN'T STOLEN.
IT WAS A--
XACTLY WHAT THE CULPRI
WANTS YOU TO THINK.
LET'S EXAMINE THE CLUES,
SHALL WE?
WHAT CLUES?
FOR STARTERS, THIS ROOM HAS
OBVIOUSLY BEEN RANSACKED.
I KNOW.
I RANSACKED IT.
AND ONLY LAST NIGHT,
I WITNESSED TWO SUSPICIOUS-
LOOKING THUGS CASING THE PALACE.
TWO OF MY FINEST GUARDS,
ZEPHIR.
AHA!
WHAT?
NO STRANGER COULD POSSIBLY
GET PAST THOSE GUARDS.
UNLESS, OF COURSE
THEY WEREN'T STRANGERS.
COME ON, ZEPHIR.
MY GUT FEELING SAYS THA
SOMEONE YOU KNOW STOLE YOUR
CROWN.
(laughing)
DON'T BE RIDICULOUS.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S HAPPENED
TO MY CROWN, BUT I DO KNOW ONE
THING: THE PEOPLE I TRUST WOULD
NEVER STEAL IT, LARGELY BECAUSE
I TRUST THEM.
AT YOUR SERVICE, SIR!
SSH!
IT IS OF THE UTOST IMPORTANCE
THAT WE NOT DRAW ATTENTION
TO OURSELVES.
(whispering)
MAKING A MENTAL NOTE OF IT, SIR.
AND ABOVE ALL ELSE, MAKE SURE
THAT NO ONE ENTERS THIS ROOM,
ESPECIALLY KING BABAR.
YOU CAN COUNT ON US, SIR.
(chuckle)
CORNELIUS!
OH, I'VE GOT TO HIDE!
CORNELIUS!
LET ME THROUGH!
SORRY, SIR.
ORDERS ARE ORDERS.
THEN I ORDER YOU GUARDS TO
DISREGARD MY ORDERS.
IS THAT AN ORDER, SIR?
YES!
CORNELIUS!
OH, UH
BABAR, HOW NICE TO SEE YOU.
I'M AFRAID I HAVE SOME BAD
NEWS, CORNELIUS.
IT'S ABOUT MY CROWN.
SOMEBODY STOLE IT.
KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT IT,
CORNELIUS?
ME?
OH, NO!
THAT'S RIDICULOUS.
EXACTLY.
NOT TO MENTION IMPOSSIBLE
AND IMPROBABLE.
THERE'S NOT A CRIMINAL IN THE
WORLD THAT COULD OUTWIT OUR FINE
SECURITY GUARDS HERE.
AT YOUR SERVICE, SIR!
CORNELIUS!
KING BABAR IS--
OH, KING BABAR!
WHAT'S WITH HIM?
OH, YOU KNOW HOW CHEFS ARE.
HE PROBABLY HAS A CROWN-- UH,
CROISSANT BURNING IN THE OVEN.
I JUST GOTTA FIND THAT CROWN,
CORNELIUS, NO MATTER WHAT.
WHATEVER FOR?
I KINDA LIKE WEARING IT,
BEING KING AND ALL.
NONSENSE.
I THINK YOU LOOK TEN YEARS
YOUNGER WITHOUT IT.
HE'S ACTING MIGHTY
SUSPICIOUS, DON'T YOU THINK?
MY ADVICE TO YOU, MY BOY,
IS TO FORGET ALL ABOUT THIS
CROWN NONSENSE.
IT'LL TURN UP.
SURE, CORNELIUS.
WHATEVER YOU SAY.
ZEPHIR, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
WE HVE TO TALK, BABAR.
I SMELL A ROYL RAT.
WHAT DO YOU MEAN?
NOT HERE.
SOME PLACE PRIVATE.
(Babar)
WE CAN'T GET MORE PRIVATE
THAN THIS, ZEPHIR.
WHY ALL THE SECRECY?
WE WOULDN'T WANT CORNELIUS
TO HEAR THAT HE'S OUR PRIME
SUSPECT.
(laughing)
CORNELIUS?
YOU'VE GOT TO BE KIDDING.
CORNELIUS IS ONE F MY MOS
LOYAL FRIENDS.
WHY WOULD HE WANT TO STEAL
MY ROWN?
MAYBE IT HAS SOMETHING TO DO
WITH THE ROYAL REPORT.
MAYBE YOU DIDN'T DO SO WELL
LAST YEAR, AND MAYBE CORNELIUS
FIGURES HE'D BE A BETTER KING.
I KNOW CORNELIUS WAS ACTING
FUNNY, BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN
HE STOLE MY CROWN.
AHA!
WHAT BETTER WAY TO OVERTHROW THE
KING THAN TO STEAL HIS CROWN,
THE VERY SYMBOL OF HIS
AUTHORITY?
IT ALL FITS!
MY CROWN IS LOST, NOT PAR
OF SOME COCK-EYED KING COUP.
I'M GOING TO SEE POMPADOUR.
IF ANYONE KNOWS WHAT HAPPENED
TO MY CROWN, HE DOES.
THIS DESK IS A DISASTER.
HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FIND
WHAT I NEED?
THANK YOU, BUT YOU'RE SUPPOSED
TO BE KEEPING WATCH.
WHAT DO YOU THINK KING BABAR
WOULD SAY IF HE CAUGHT ME
POKING THROUGH HIS DRAWERS?
HERE.
TAKE THIS NOTE TO CORNELIUS
AT ONCE
AND ABOVE ALL ELSE,
MAKE CERTAIN THAT IT DOESN'
FALL INTO THE HANDS OF
YOU-KNOW-WHO.
"YOU-KNOW-WHO" WHO,
POMPADOUR?
ING BABAR!
TO WHAT DO WE OWE THIS
UNANNOUNCED BUT ENTIRELY
ENLIGHTENING VISIT?
WE'D LIKE TO ASK YOU SOME
QUESTIONS.
ABOUT MY CROWN.
IT'S MISSING, AND I'D WONDERED
IF YOU'D SEEN IT.
POMPADOUR, I JUST SAW
KING BABAR HEADING THIS--
OH, KING BABAR!
WHY IS EVERYBODY ACTING
SO STRANGE TODAY?
FULL MOON, SIRE?
WHAT HAVE YOU GOT BACK THERE?
NOTHING, YOUR GRACE.
IT SURE LOOKS LIKE SOMETHING
TO ME.
IS THIS FOR ME?
NO, IT'S FOR ME.
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
YEAH, POMPADOUR, SPIT IT OUT.
WHY ARE YOU MUNCHING THAT MEMO?
(swallow)
IT'S NOT A MEMO, IT'S
MY LUNCH.
YOUR LUNCH?
YES, IT'S ALL PART OF UR
NEW PAPER DET.
RIGHT, OH TRUSTY AIDE?
SEE HOW TRIM HE IS!
AND BEST OF ALL, PAPER IS
VIRTUALLY TEEMING WITH FIBRE.
POMPADOUR, HOLD ON.
WHAT ABOUT MY CROWN?
WE'LL HAVE TO DEAL WITH THA
LATER, SIRE.
RIGHT NOW WE'RE OFF TO FIND
SOME NICE PARCHMENT TO CLEANSE
OUR PALATES.
WHAT'S GOTTEN INTO HIM?
OUR BEST CLUE, THAT'S WHAT.
THAT NOTE HE SWALLOWED MUST HAVE
BEEN A DOOZY.
ZEPHIR, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
THE OLD SHEERLUCK HOLMES
NOTE-RETRIEVAL BIT.
TAKE A PENCIL, SCRIBBLE IT OVER
THE PAD, AND VOILA!
"EVERYTHING IS GOING
ACCORDING TO PLAN.
SIGNED, POMPADOUR"?
PLAN?
WHAT PLAN?
THE MASTER PLAN, THAT'S WHAT.
WE'VE GOT TO TALK.
AREN'T YOU TAKING THIS
SECRECY STUFF A BIT TOO FAR,
ZEPHIR?
YOU CAN NEVER BE TOO CAREFUL.
OKAY, SO WHAT'S YOUR GU
TELLING YOU THIS TIME, BESIDES
THAT IT'S WAY PAST LUNCHTIME?
POMPADOUR DID IT.
YOU'VE REALLY GOT YOUR CLUES
CROSSED THIS TIME, ZEPHIR.
IT'S SILLY.
FIRST YOU ACCUSE CORNELIUS,
THEN POMPADOUR, TWO OF MY MOS
TRUSTED ADVISORS.
AHA!
WHAT?
IT'S THE PERFECT CRIME.
WHO WOULD SUSPECT BOTH ADVISORS?
YOU, FOR ONE.
THEY STEAL THE CROWN,
DOCTOR THE ROYAL REPORT TO MAKE
IT LOOK LIKE YOU FAILED AS KING,
THEN THEY BOTH SQUEEZE INTO
THE THRONE TOGETHER.-
FOR THE LAST TIME, ZEPHIR:
NO ONE IS TRYING TO DETHRONE ME!
(lock turning)
ALTHOUGH I COULD BE WRONG.
(clock ticking)
(sigh)
HOW LONG HAS IT BEEN?
TOO LONG.
WHOEVER LOCKED US IN
WANTS TO KEEP US HERE.
MAYBE YOU'RE RIGHT.
MAYBE THEY ARE TRYING TO GE
RID OF ME.
AND I'M JUST AN INNOCENT PAWN
CAUGHT IN A RUTHLESS GAME
OF MONARCHY MUTINY.
WHERE DO YOU GET ALL THA
STUFF?
WEEKLY NEWSLETTERS.
ALL US SHEERLUCK HOLMESIANS
GET 'EM.
ANY ADVICE THERE FOR
UNWANTED KINGS?
THE FUNNY THING IS, I THOUGH
I WAS A PRETTY GOOD KING.
YOU ARE A GOOD KING, BABAR.
SO LET'S YOU AND ME SHOW THEM
HOW GOOD YOU ARE BY GETTING
TO THE BOTTOM OF THIS.
YOU SAID IT.
HAS SHEERLUCK EVER ESCAPED
FROM A LOCKED BASEMENT?
LOTS OF TIMES!
ONCE HE TOOK HIS TIE-PIN AND
STARTED CHIPPING AT THE WALL,
AND HE WAS FREE IN A MATTER
OF WEEKS.
AHEM.
THEN THERE WAS THE TIME
HE TOOK THE DUMBWAITER
AND GOT OUT INSTANTLY.
SMART GUY, THAT SHEERLUCK.
NOW WE CAN FIND OUT WHO'S
BEHIND ALL THIS.
BUT I'VE ALREADY DEDUCED
THAT.
IT'S--
NOT POMPADOUR AND CORNELIUS.
I JUST WON'T BELIEVE IT.
FIRST FLOOR.
CLOTHES, BOWS, AND NYLON HOSE.
WATCH YOUR STEP.
ZEPHIR!
SSH!
POMPADOUR AND CORNELIUS
ARE RIGHT OUTSIDE.
THIS SHOULD GO OVER WITH
A BIG BANG.
TO SAY THE LEAST.
KING BABAR DOESN'T SUSPEC
A THING.
THIS IS FOR BABAR.
YOU KNOW WHAT TO DO.
AND WHATEVER YOU DO
DON'T DROP IT.
(gulp)
WHAT DO YOU THINK'S IN
THAT BOX?
MY GUESS WOULD BE BOMB-BONS.
THEN IT'S TRUE!
THEY ARE TRYING TO GET RID
OF ME!
SSH, THEY'LL HEAR US.
BABAR, IS THAT YOU?
THEY HEARD US.
WORSE THAN THAT, THEY HEARD
THAT WE HEARD THEM.
ANSWER ME.
OH MY GOSH.
GOING DOWN!
(screaming)
(crash)
OUR SECURITY HAS BEEN
BREACHED.
WE'LL HAVE TO TAKE IMMEDIATE
MEASURES.
(groaning)
THAT WAS ONE WAY TO GE
TO THE BOTTOM OF THINGS.
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
DID YOU SEE THAT SURPRISE
PACKAGE FOR ME?
THEY MEAN BUSINESS!
SO WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO?
I'M NOT GOING DOWN WITHOU
A FIGHT, THAT'S WHAT.
WE'VE GOT TO FIND ARTHUR
AND CELESTE.
THEY'LL HELP US DEFEND THE
CROWN.
WAIT A MINUTE.
IT'S ONLY FOUR AGAINST TWO!
THIS ISN'T THE WAY SHEERLUCK
WOULD DO IT.
(Babar)
WE'RE IN THE CLEAR.
(thud)
HEY, IT'S THE TRENCHCOAT GUY.
GRAB HIM!
NOT SO FAST.
I WANT SOME ANSWERS.
WHO ARE YOU?
WATCH IT, BABAR.
HE'S GOT A KNIFE.
AND A FORK.
AND SOME TEASPOONS.
HIT THE DIRT!
WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
I TOLD YOU THIS DISGUISE
WOULDN'T WORK.
YOU TOO, CELESTE?
I'M SORRY, BABAR.
WE DIDN'T WANT IT TO HAPPEN
THIS WAY.
THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING.
TWO OF MY CLOSEST FRIENDS!
AM I DREAMING, OR WHAT?
I SURE HOPE SO.
THIS IS GETTING TOO STRANGE.
WE'VE GOT TO TALK.
(Zephir, echoing)
BOY, AND I THOUGHT I HAD
MEETING PLACES.
YOU WERE RIGHT ABOU
EVERYTHING, ZEPHIR: MY MISSING
CROWN, THE ROYAL REPORT, AND
MY FRIENDS TURNING AGAINST ME.
IT'S ALL CLEAR TO ME NOW.
MY DAYS AS KING ARE NUMBERED,
UNLESS
YOU'LL HELP ME, WON'T YOU?
YOU'RE NOT ONE OF THEM, ARE YOU?
OF COURSE NOT, BABAR.
I'LL HELP YOU ANY WAY I CAN.
JUST NAME IT.
GET ME SFELY TO MADAM'S
HOUSE.
BESIDES YOU, SHE'S THE LAS
FRIEND I'VE GOT.
SHE'LL KNOW WHAT TO D.
(dogs barking)
YOU'RE SURE WE WEREN'T FOLLOWED?
POSITIVE.
EXCEPT FOR THOSE TWO DOGS,
NO ONE PAID MUCH ATTENTION
TO US.
(knocking)
(stiffly)
WHAT IS IT, BABAR?
OH, MADAM, AM I EVER GLAD
TO SEE YOU.
THERE'S SOMETHING STRANGE GOING
ON OVER AT THE PALACE.
I NEED YOUR HELP!
I'M SORRY, BUT I'M VERY BUSY
RIGHT NOW.
BUSY?
BUT THEY'VE TAKEN MY CROWN AWAY.
THEY'RE TRYING TO DETHRONE ME.
YOU'VE GOT TO BELIEVE ME!
E I BELIEVYO
BABR.
NOWRUN ALONG.
NO, WAIT!
WHY WON'T YOU LET ME IN?
I'M SORRY, BABAR.
IT'S TIME FOR YOU TO GO.
(clock chiming)
I CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
SHE'S THE LAST PERSON
I THOUGHT WOULD BE IN ON THIS
YOU'RE NOT GOING BACK TO
THE PALACE, ARE YOU?
I CAN'T HIDE FROM THEM
FOREVER, ZEPHIR.
BUT THEY'LL BE WAITING
FOR YOU!
A COWARD DIES A THOUSAND
DEATHS.
A BRAVE MAN DIES BUT ONE.
YEAH, BUT HOW DOES THE BRAVE
MAN'S BEST FRIEND MAKE OUT?
AT LEAST MAKE THE BAD GUYS
COME TO YOU.
THAT'S WHAT SHEERLUCK WOULD DO.
GOOD IDEA!
IT IS?
WE'LL HIDE SOME PLACE
AND SET A TRAP FOR THEM.
BUT WHERE?
PSST, PSST!
DO YOU HEAR THAT?
IT SOUNDS LIKE A FUSE.
HIT THE DIRT!
HEY!
WILL YOU STOP THAT?
IT'S NOT A FUSE, IT'S--
PSST!
AT YOUR SERVICE, SIR!
WHY NOT HIDE IN HERE?
WE WON'T TELL A SOUL.
LOYAL TO THE LAST!
THANKS, MEN.
(Zephir)
WE'LL LEAVE THE LIGHTS OFF
AND SURPRISE THEM AS THEY COME
THROUGH THE DOOR.
GOOD PLAN, BUT I HAVE THIS
FEELING WE'RE NOT ALONE.
GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF,
BABAR.
WHO WOULD WANT TO HIDE OU
IN A DARK ROOM?
BESIDES US, OF COURSE.
SURPRISE!
WHAT'S GOING ON?
APPY CORONATION DAY, BABAR.
MY CROWN!
HUH?
READ THE INSCRIPTION, BABAR.
"CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR
FIRST YEAR AS KING.
WITH LOVE FROM YOUR LOYAL
FRIENDS AND SUBJECTS."
AND DO FORGIVE US FOR LOCKING
YOU IN THE BASEMENT, SIRE,
BUT YOU WERE GETTING AWFULLY
WARM, YOU KNOW.
IT WAS THE ONLY WAY TO KEEP
THIS A SURPRISE.
YOU MEAN YOU WEREN'
TRYING TO GET RID OF ME?
GET RID OF YOU?
MY GOD NO.
WHATEVER GAVE YOU SUCH
AN IDEA?
GEE, I DON'T KNOW.
DO YOU, ZEPHIR?
HEH-HEH.
THAT SHEERLUCK, WHAT DOES
HE KNOW?
(gasp)
KING BABAR!
IT'S ALL RIGHT, TRUFFLES.
HE KNOWS.
WHEW.
WHAT ABOUT THE ROYAL REPORT?
HOW DID I DO?
I AM PLEASED TO ANNOUNCE THA
IN REGARDS TO PALACE PERFORMANCE
OVER HIS FIRST FISCAL YEAR,
THE INSIGHTFUL AND SUPERBLY
SINCERE SUBJECTS OF CELESTEVILLE
ARE OF THE OPINION, AND I QUOTE,
THAT "KING BABAR--
"IS A GREAT KING."
HOORAY!
(cheering)
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH.
YOUR APPROVAL MEANS A LOT TO ME,
BUT A KING CAN ONLY BE AS GOOD
BJECTS THAT SUPPOR
HIM, ND SHARE THIS CROWN
WITH ALL OF YOU.
(cheering)
YEAH, THE FAMOUS MISSING
CROWN AFFAIR WAS YOUR UNCLE
ZEPHIR'S FIRST AND LAST CASE.
WHAT IS THIS LUMP?
AHA.
MY DIARY!
OH.
OOPS.
I GUESS I MUST HAVE HID I
THERE.
WELL
WE'RE WAITING.
SORRY, POM.
SORRY, ALEXANDER.
PLEASE FORGIVE ME.
SURE, FLORA, BUT ONLY UNDER
ONE CONDITION.
WHAT?
THAT YOU LET US READ
JUST ONE PAGE.
FORGET IT!
(laughing)
WELL, ANOTHER MYSTERY SOLVED.
SHEERLUCK WOULD BE PROUD.
I DON'T THINK SO, MY DEAR.
TO THIS DAY, YOU STILL HAVEN'
FOUND OUT WHO WAS CLEVER ENOUGH
TO SNEAK YOUR CROWN RIGHT OU
FROM UNDER YOUR TRUNK.
I GUESS I NEVER WILL.
THE THIEF LEFT NO CLUES.
OH, YES SHE DID.
THE CROWN, MY LOVE.
MMM.
"C LOVES B".
HMM.
(chuckling)