Original subtitles

USSR State Committee on TV and Radio Broadcasting

Creative Association of TV Films

Fantasy told by P. Trevers interpreted in a new manner

"Good-bye, Mary Poppins"

Screenplay by Vladimir Valutsky

Music by Maxim Dunaevsky

D.O.P Valentin Piganov

Art director Victor Petrov

Sound Yuri Rabinovich

Editor Inna Brozhovskaya

Lyrics by Naum Olev Choreography by Azaryi Plisetsky

Directed by Tamara Vladimirtseva

Camera E. Kerch Makeup L. Kulikova, G. Koroleva

Costumes Alina Budnikova

State Film Symphony Orchestra conducted by Sergei Skripka

Soloists Tatiana Voronina, Pavel Smeyan

Special effects: camera V. Yakubovich, designer I. Ivanova

Consultant V. Belyansky, editor Naumova, musical editor Lapisov

Produced by Lazar Milkis

Cast:

Mary Poppins - Natalia Andreichenko

Mister Banks - A. Filozov Mrs. Banks - L. Udovichenko

Michael - F. Rukavishnikov Jane - A. Plisetskaya, Robertson - L. Ulfsak

Mrs. Lark - Irina Skobtseva Admiral Boom - Z. Gerdt

Madam Corry - Marina Nudga Sir Louis - Gali Abaidulov

Elderly man - S. Sokolovsky Watchman - Igor Yasulovich, Bob Gudetti - Leonid Kanevsky

Policeman - E. Levin, postman - Y. Moroz Official - I. Rutberg, butcher - P. Babakov, marble boy - V. Karklinsh

Director Leonid Kvinikhidze

PART ONE "Lady Perfection"

- Good morning, sir. - Good morning. Any news?

Nothing much, sir. 3 murders, 107 petty larcenies,

an earthquake in South Cockatoo and...

... a flying saucer, sir. Anything new on your street?

- New? On our street? - Hurry up, hurry up!

- On our street? - I'm coming, mister Willkins.

I'm waiting. Hurry!

I couldn't sleep all night, I am so eager to hear...

... the end of the story with Astute Bill!

In last night's edition the fearless detective finds out...

... that the stolen diamonds are in the possession of a woman.

I hope you will find out who she is, Mr. Willkins. - Thank you.

Eddie! My boy went out without a raincoat!

Eddie! Don't you ever come near those awful stray dogs!

- Ed, come home! - Good morning, miss Lark.

Good morning. Just look at this monster.

To say nothing of his pedigree. Half poodle, half terrier.

And he took the worst from both.

Here's your "Dog Herald" with the results of the exhibition.

Thank you so much.

How many times did I tell you to stay away from stray dogs!

Go away, fleabag!

Stay where you are!

- Good morning, admiral Boom. - Are they here yet?

- Thank god, not yet! - The flying saucer still there?

The papers write that chances of aliens coming here are...

I don't care what they write!

If there are chances, that means there is a threat.

- Put your stupid papers into the mailbox. - Yes, sir.

Wait! What is the weather outside?

The cool westward wind intensifies, admiral.

The devices fail me again! God damn my spleen!

Morning, mister Robertson. Writing a new song?

- What's it about this time? - Listen.

Hey you, villainous nanny Cathy,

You left, and the children have no nanny.

There's noise and din all over the place.

All hell broke loose without a nanny!

And I go on condemning her, only I didn't write that yet.

My sympathy. It is your ad in the morning paper:

"Jane and Michael Banks, to say nothing of their parents..."

- And I should add, their uncle. - Oh yes, uncle.

"... are in need of a good nanny or governess...

who would go for a meagre salary. Urgent." - Yes.

I hope you wouldn't have to wait long.

Hold this, will you?

Hey you, underground admiral!

Quit the masquerade!

Join in.

Hey you, underground admiral!

Quit your masquerade!

Underground admiral, quit your masquerade!

"... a good nanny... meagre salary. Address: 17, Cherry St."

Now all we have to do is wait until nannies come queuing...

... at our porch, eager to get the most meagre salary.

If we can't offer a big salary,

... it is better that we say so in the first place.

So far, if crowds do gather at your porch,

... it is to marvel at your dear brother - the idler.

Don't you dare call him that. He writes songs!

He needs peace and seclusion, and I personally...

I personally understand him very well.

Father, what else do they write about the flying saucer?

Maybe. If I were you I would mind...

my own saucers and not stick my nose where it doesn't belong.

Oh, my god!

Another earthquake in South Cockatoo!

Your children are left without a nanny!

But I just bought shares of "Cockatoo-orange Co."

I think I am on the verge of having a nervous breakdown.

You don't concern yourself with problems of world economy!

I'm enough concerned with having to economize on everything.

If you wouldn't...

... waste so much time on your "Cherry Street Women's League",

... I'm sure the issue with the nanny wouldn't be that acute.

So you think women of Cherry St. must bear with admiral Boom's...

Admiral Boom is not a fool in the first place...

A reliable cover from aliens wouldn't hurt nowadays.

- Yes. - George, what are you conceiving this time?

Nothing. Only to go to work.

- Make money. Make money, darling. - Father!

Father! You promised to tell us where money comes from.

Your mother will better tell you where it disappears.

Have you finished your milk? Go to your bedroom and play.

Did you hear what your father said? March to your room!

- Jane. - I'm coming.

There was a blue luminescence, then the object disappeared.

Sir Timothy Green from the Observer smiled skeptically...

and remarked that people are disposed to wishful thinking.

I can only say that the Eastern wind is intensifying,

the night will be cool, and tomorrow it will start raining.

Naum Nohl from the Times wrote: "Bad weather is popular today".

But let's not grieve, instead let us think about our health.

And now - morning exercises!

- Shall we play "Hit-ship"? - We played it yesterday.

What's new?

Admiral Boom is wiping his periscope. And cursing.

- It's his favorite "God damn my spleen!"? - Can't hear.

Mrs. Lark came out into the garden, Robert is in his tent.

Michael! What was that?

- I think it was it. - What?

The saucer!

Remember, dad said they were luminescent.

Look!

My name is Mary Poppins.

Yes, yes, of course. Please do come in.

You'll see, they are very obedient children.

And you will have no problems with them.

You do have references from the Nannies' Union?

My rule: no references.

- But everyone must... - A very old-fashioned custom.

Totally outdated and useless.

Please. The children's room is upstairs.

Jane, Michael, meet your new nanny - Mary Poppins.

So it's a deal then?

Almost. If I find it suitable.

- Do you want to take us? - Michael, mind your manners.

I accept the job,

... Mrs. Banks.

"I accept the job, Mrs. Banks".

One would think she was doing us a favor.

Why not?

Dammit! The Antarctic Bank went bankrupt!

My money is lost again. I knew it! I knew it!

I'm in stress!

When you were a common clerk, we weren't afraid of anything.

A man is bound to get lucky some time.

Mr. Banks, would you turn off that music, if you please.

I personally prefer live music.

- What's live music? - All in it's time.

It is live music that gives me real pleasure.

I hope, you feel the same.

And remember once and for all:

... Mary Poppins doesn't repeat twice.

She must have come here in a flying saucer.

I knew right away. You are a humanoid.

You came so suddenly, as if you were carried by a gust of wind.

It is exactly so.

Do you understand?

I understand!

Speaking of live music.

Piano by "Madam Corry", early 20 century, modern.

But that doesn't mean you don't have to drink up your milk.

And now...

Go to sleep!

Mary Poppins, you won't ever leave us, will you?

You won't leave us?

Another word from that corner, and I will call a policeman.

We just wanted to say, we...

... know you will stay with us for a long time.

I will.

I will stay, until the wind changes direction.

It is so good!

It is wonderful!

From year to year the weather changes.

Bad weather becomes popular nowadays. Bad weather!

Water gushes in on us from the sky as though from a water-pipe.

Bad weather stays on for 6 months, and there's nowhere...

Bad weather stays on for 6 months, and there's nowhere...

There's nowhere we can hide,

But we can't delay our life for later.

There's nowhere we can hide, but somewhere there...

there's someone in the rain looking for you!

The fearful peals of thunder from dusk till dawn...

Bad weather is the atonement for the people's sins.

Not angina, not common cold. It is a worse disaster.

Bad weather stays on for 6 months, and there's nowhere...

Bad weather stays on for 6 months, and there's nowhere...

There's nowhere we can hide,

But we can't delay our life for later.

There's nowhere we can hide, but somewhere there...

... there's someone in the rain looking for you!

There's nowhere we can hide, but somewhere there...

... there's someone in the rain looking for you!

Michael!

Michael!

There's something missing.

I know! There was a piano there.

- Maybe we saw it in our dream? - And the camp-bed too?

Jane!

Look, the piano!

- Is the camp-bed there? - It is.

Mary Poppins, it's wonderful you hadn't left.

We almost thought you were a dream.

And your camp-bed. Where did you sleep tonight?

Gentlemen never ask ladies questions like that.

Hey!

Mister Hey, please take my camp-bed...

... and put it in the nursery. - Are you talking to me?

Well didn't I say it clearly: Mister Hey? - I'll do it.

Only my name is Robert Robertson. - Is that so?

Well can't do anything about it now.

If I called you Mister Hey once, you will have to be Mister Hey.

Be careful! I sleep only on this bed, and on nothing else.

- Good morning, miss Poppins. - Good morning.

- Nasty weather, isn't it? - It depends.

At least for those who save gasoline...

... and ride to the office on a bicycle.

Mary! I must rush off to the meeting of the "Women's League".

The children are getting dressed. Will you feed them please?

Did you think I would let them starve?

And if you would be so kind as to make a few purchases...

Maybe. Maybe not.

In any case show me, where I can find the pram.

You mean, the cart?

My brother is so clumsy, he took it for a chair and sat on it.

I'm talking about Jane's and Michael's old pram.

I'm not interested in anything else. And I happen to know...

... it's in the storeroom. - Really?

So it is.

But I don't understand, what for?

Excellent. A most convenient thing to transport buys!

You may go now.

Hey!

May I ask, why you call me Mister Hey, Mary Poppins?

Mister Hey! I like that! Mister Hey!

He starts all his songs with a "Hey"!

Well of course it's Mister Hey! How do you do, Mister Hey!

I don't like the way you speak to your uncle.

Don't forget to turn off the gas under the big pan,..

Mister Hey.

- Mrs. Lark, I beg you! - My God! My boy got lost again!

We must call the police and the fire brigade!

Poor, poor Mrs. Lark.

There he is! Near admiral Boom's place!

My God, Edward! My little doggy! Edward!

Oh, no! This horrible shaggy mongrel again!

Go away! Go away! Edward, come home this very minute!

To run away all alone, without a coat! I am very displeased.

You have no heart for me, Edward! Come home!

He says he is not coming home.

And how do you know what my dog is saying, may I ask?

He is going home this instant.

He won't go without his friend.

How can he even think that I will let in this shaggy animal?

- He says the issue is closed. - What?!

That - after everything I've done for you, Edward?

All right, all right, let it be on your terms. But from now on

... my heart is broken forever. Forever!

So it's decided.

I will name the dog Shaggy or Boy.

No, his name is Bartholomew. And no other name will do.

Bartholomew?!

That's all I need.

What else does he say?

He says he will come back on one condition...

... That you will never make him wear his coat.

- It's his final word. - Very well..

But if you catch cold and start sneezing, It will be your fault!

Do come in!

What a charming lady moved to our neighborhood.

2 pounds of the best sausages, and quick. We're in a hurry.

In a hurry? What a pity.

What a pity!

I was hoping you would stay a while, and we will chat a bit.

How about that?

You know, us butchers like company.

What is the young lady doing tonight?

2 pounds, you said? La-la!

The very best I have, of course!

I'm at your service! I'm at your service!

Yes! Yes! Since you're in a hurry,

... then by all means. For you, of course,

For you, of course, for you, for you, for you, of course.

For you, of course, for you, of course.

For you, of course, for you, of course.

- Turn the record. - For you, of course...

Oh, what nasty weather!

Oh, that Eastern wind!

Looks like there will be no summer,

... and I come to think of it, there wasn't any.

I wouldn't say you look very healthy either.

- And it is not at all... - Look who's talking.

... surprising!

I heard something...

... from the man in the butcher's shop.

Who - from the hair-pin to the safety-pin,

From the hat down to the shoes...

Is sheer elegance?

They're all crazy about me: a gray-haired gentlemen

And a young boy.

I come out to the crossing

With a nonchalant air,

... and a 100 buses freeze, and cars start honking:

Salute to beauty!

Lady, what is your name?

- Mary! - Lady Mary.

- Mary! - Lady Mary.

You are perfection itself, You are perfection itself,

From your smile to your step You're above all praise.

Oh, what a bliss it is, Oh, what a bliss it is...

To know you're perfection, To know, you're an ideal!

- Mary! - Lady Mary.

- Mary! - Lady Mary.

Mary!

Who cures angina and colds...

Faster than any mixtures?

And who saves all folks better than any doctors...

In summer and in winter - Just with her smile.

Children grow up,

But I will never grow old,

And everyone will remember me and wait for me to come.

Years will go by, but no one will forget...

- Mary! - Lady Mary.

- Mary! - Lady Mary.

You are sheer perfection, You are sheer perfection,

From your smile to your step You're above all praise.

Oh, what a bliss it is, Oh, what a bliss it is...

To know you're perfection, To know you're an ideal!

- Mary! -m Lady Mary.

- Mary! - Lady Mary.

Mary!

I'm switching off the light.

- Do you often do that? - Do what?

Do you often jump about like that?

Jump about?! Would you kindly explain what you mean?

But we saw it just now!

What?!

- You saw me jump about? - We did.

How dare you!

For your information, young man I don't jump about, I dance.

I finished a ballet school on the Island of Tarabar.

And with excellent marks! Madam Corry's class.

What a strange fantasy! "Jump about"!

Good morning, boys!

I hope you had a good night's sleep?

Now for the musical class.

Switch it on.

It's a good thing you finally agreed, Banks. My sources,

very reliable sources say, they will be flying in any time now.

I am happy to use your advice, admiral.

Begin.

Go ahead!

- What's going on here? Stop! - Stop!

Good morning, Mrs. Banks. I am Bob Gudetti from West-Mole Co.

My assistant.

Over my dead body!

On the contrary, we are doing all in our power to avoid that

... in view of the possible invasion from outer space.

A quarter-de luxe class shelter with a phone, a toilet and gas!

Food supplies enough to last 8 years!

With frugal rationing, of course.

- On what money, you fool? - Safety is more important!

Bravo, Banks. You did the right thing.

Hey, Boom, is this your plotting?

I'll show you what's what, you rioter!

- Militarist! - Sponger!

Today we shall take a sample of the soil. Launch it!

Stop!

Hey you, foolish scoundrels! I'll get you underground!

Mister Banks, did you find oil?

I hate to interfere, mister Banks...

... but I demand that you don't disrupt our classes.

Are you going to drill an oil well?

- No, this is different. - Mind you, mister Banks:

If you drill an oil well and find oil,

you may join the Organization of Oil-exporting Countries.

- I'm not afraid of threats! - What shall we do?

If you ignore considerations of your family's peace,

... you could at least think about the environment.

- I'm with you, sister! - So what do we do then?

- Who has the decisive word? - You do!

- Drill it here! - Right here?

- Yes! - Take that idiot away!

We'll see who wins! What, you can't do it? Right!

- Good morning. - Hey!

Oh, it's you, Mary Poppins!

You are just about the only sensible person in this house.

You don't believe this nonsense with aliens. Tell them!

I think the earth is cold today, sir.

So you're in it too!

Hey you! Are you or are you not with them?

I'm with the children, sir. And we are going to the park.

I would stand up from the ground if I were you, mister Hey.

What kind of an example are you setting to your nephews?

Don't break the rules! Throw garbage into waist-bins!

- No littering in the park! - Don't litter with words, sir.

Neley looks so happy today.

And mister Willkins is sitting on Mary's favorite place.

All right, I will go to the pavilion.

But mister Willkins, I haven't finished reading about Bill.

Excuse me.

I beg your pardon, did you say something?

Of course I did. I wanted to read it to the end to find out,

... what Astute Bill needed the master-key for.

Sorry, I can't help you. I always finish reading at 4...

... to get home in time for tea.

Then maybe you can lend me your magazine?

Neley, I can tell you about Bill.

- Really, Jane? - Yes.

No, I have a coat and boots on me...

... and the young gentleman must be very cold.

I will give him my magazine.

Don't worry, mister Willkins.

In a week the series about Bill will be shown on TV.

Never! I am categorically against screen versions!

Thank you, mister Willkins.

So this is what water is like! Cool and light!

People, you are so lucky that you can walk on the ground!

It is so wonderful, Jane!

I'd say this is absolutely revolting.

Good day, Mary Poppins.

Who allowed you to come down here, may I ask?

No one. My legs jumped down on their own, Mary Poppins.

Well then they'd better jump up again.

Shame on you! On an odd date,

... when Saturn is hardly seen, and the Hound Dogs don't bark?

What did they teach you?

Mary Poppins! Please let him spend some more time with us.

A little more!

He must feel so lonely standing there with no one to talk to!

Please, Marry Poppins! Please!

Edward! What's with you? What a ridiculous show?

Get up from the dirty grass!

It is all your influence! You..!

- Plebeian! Half-bred! Monster! - Calm down, Mrs. Lark.

Ed! Bartholomew!

Bartholomew!

Bartholomew! Wait, Bartholomew!

- Bartholomew! - Come here!

Bartholomew!

We came out for a walk before tea. It's such a lovely day!

And the dogs insisted.

My God, what am I seeing?

You heartless mean little boy! Why torture the poor fish?

Put it back where you caught it this instant!

I'm afraid It is quite impossible.

It's too far away.

That doesn't matter. You can't torture helpless creatures!

I'm going to tell this to the constable!

Bartholomew, what odd jumps?

- What a scandalous dog! - You are impossible!

What is he saying?

He says, he won't take that.

He insists that you speak with him in a polite tone.

I'm going to complain to the Prime-minister.

Neley, you have 10 minutes.

And then?

Beautiful.

It is live music, isn't it, Mary Poppins?

Miss Jane, I don't know if there will be...

... another beautiful day like today in my life,

but I know for sure, I will never forgive myself...

if now I don't have the courage to ask you to a waltz.

I will be honored.

Michael, I ask you as a friend: please hold my dolphin.

Thank you.

Jane, I don't know how to dance waltz.

Then why did you ask me?

Well then, let's just walk a little.

Thank you so much.

- How do you know Mary Poppins? - She's a friend of my father's.

Who is your father? Where does he live?

He stands on a cliff over the sea with a trident and a horn...

and my mother sits next to him and brushes her hair.

And the seagulls circle above them,

and cast winged shadows on their marble bodies.

How beautiful! By why did you leave them?

I didn't want to. But what can statues do against people?

How did you get to our garden?

In a box. We always travel like that.

They need us in parks, museums and gardens.

And they buy us and send us in parcels.

And it doesn't occur to anyone that we may be lonely.

I love you, Neley.

I want you to stay with us forever.

I love you too.

But it's impossible, I have to get back to where I belong.

I understand.

Hey, Mary. How are you feeling? Hope your back doesn't ache?

Any news?

I'm terribly hungry. Is there anything yummy...

... for an old friend.

- I didn't hear "thank you". - Come on, girl!

No time for such ceremonies. I had meetings all day...

... consultations, negotiations, discussions.

A lot to decide, a lot to see.

Will you be quiet? Stop jabbering like a common sparrow.

- You came from there? - A I have an urgent message.

There are two impossible spoilt twins in New Zealand.

- When? - The wind changes at midnight.

Well, I have to be off, my girl. See you soon.

See you soon, old chatterbox.

The wind will change at midnight!

Wonderful! Isn't it strange...

... that people don't fly.

I had nothing to do with it, constable.

I never touched it, I didn't even come near it!

Nonsense, Smith! The statues are your responsibility.

And no one else could have done that.

I never had any luck, since I was a little boy!

- Listen, constable... - We are wasting our time!

First I have to look for a naked boy who mistreats a fish!

Was it a cod?.. What did Mrs. Lark say?

- A mackerel. - All the more!

Now they tell me they're missing their most valuable statue!

You disappointed me.

I relied on you, and you...

This is how you pay me for my trust in you!

Good gracious!

Smith, why didn't you tell me in the first place?

A brilliant idea! Now you don't have to pretend any more!

Ladies and gentlemen, I was unfair to the poor fellow.

He proved he was not only a watchman, but an artist as well.

He furnished the statue with a marble book. Excellent!

It is our duty to encourage the urge of the young to knowledge.

What about the fish?

You can get rid of it.

Don't be sour, darling.

When we decided to get married, you told me:

I want either a life of plenty, or two charming kids.

And you agreed.

Well, now we have both - a good house and two kids.

What else do you need? What is it you're chasing after?

Everyone is chasing after something.

That's what life is all about, isn't it?

Maybe it's just that everyone lives wrong?

Everyone can't live wrong. And we're not any different.

Besides, that is child's talk.

Look at Mary Poppins. She's always calm and cool.

If she weren't our nanny I'd say she was perfection herself.

And receiving such a small salary at that.

I wonder.

What?

I wonder if all this would have happened, if you weren't here?

And I wonder,

when you stop being interested in what is none of your concern.

Go to bed now!

I wonder, who I am?

What kind of a question is that? You are Jane Banks.

And I am Michael Banks.

Is that so, Mary Poppins?

Maybe. How should I know? I'm not the inquiry office.

Your weapon!

Get under the covers, quick!

What did I say to make her angry again?

Mind you, sir...

I never get angry. I have royal patience.

Only you can't shoot at people from around the corner.

And I am so kind today! What a pity this day had to end.

- Everything ends sometime. - Except you.

You won't leave us, will you?

lmagine what a life I will have if I spend it all on you.

I wonder if mom and dad would believe us if we told them?

- Told them what? - Everything.

About Neley, and about Edward, and Bartholomew.

Only they wouldn't believe us. And they will never know.

- There was a time when they knew. - Really?!

You're saying, they knew everything too?

That Neley is alive, and that you can fly,

... and understand what dogs are saying?

Yes, they knew all that and the language of birds and animals.

In the past.

- Then why did they forget it? - Because they grew up.

That's sad.

None the less, it is true.

I'm turning off the light.

You are a grown-up too, but you know it, you haven't forgotten.

Me? I'm not like everyone else.

I m a rare exception. I am beyond comparison.

I am "Lady Perfection".

All right, a few more minutes, as an exception.

But on one condition: you will go to sleep...

... and you will have sweet dreams.

All that happened many years ago...

Is stored in our colorful dreams,

And the magic ring-dance of those dreams...

Takes grown-ups back into their childhood.

Dreams, where fairy-tales live amidst wonders,

Dreams, where you can reach out and touch the stars,

He, who is a little in his childhood, is a happy man.

Our childhood is long gone,

the ABC book of our past life is read to the last page.

Summer, autumn, winter...

Summer, autumn, winter, And no spring!

But the warmth of that spring,

But the warmth of that spring...

Is cherished in our childish dreams.

The wonderful country of our childish dreams...

Everyone needs them when they grow old.

Only it's sad that when we grow old...

We don't often see those colorful dreams.

Dreams, where fairy-tales live amidst wonders,

Dreams, where you can reach out and touch the stars,

He, who is a little in his childhood, is a happy man.

Our childhood is long gone,

the ABC book of our past life is read to the last page.

Summer, autumn, winter...

Summer, autumn, winter, And no spring!

But the warmth of that spring,

But the warmth of that spring...

Is cherished in our childish dreams.

Our childish dreams,

Our childish dreams,

Our childish dreams.

Good evening, Mary Poppins. That was beautiful singing.

Me?!

I suggest that you wouldn't forget, I am a decent girl...

and I sing only in the morning! - Then I must have dreamt it.

I've been wanting to talk to you all this time, Mary Poppins.

- You're not in a hurry now? - Indeed I am!

- But it depends on the wind. - The wind? It is getting cold.

I think it is time that you moved inside, mister Hey.

Autumn is nearing, tents catch fire.

I see. So you too think I'm a useless idler.

On the contrary. I like you, mister Hey.

You like live music too, don't you?

- Live music? - The one you don't turn on.

Oh yes, I see.

However some of your songs are... how should I put it?

But I hate to see how some folks live on Cherry Street,

... and I tell about it in my songs.

Did it ever occur to you, mister Hey,..

that at times people come to understand it themselves?

Yes. But what should I do then?

Maybe, It's time I started doing something indeed?

I have to go too!

Good bye, and don't forget what I said about your nephews.

Do something! Do something!

Do something! That's it! Why didn't it ever occur to me?

You are damn right, Mary! Only how do you do it?

It's a pity you won't see how I get into this car...

... and dump it in the nearest ditch, the damned gravedigger!

No, that's not it.

Only he who acts, accomplishes things!

No, that's not it again.

What a pity you won't see this, Mary. I think I won't either.

Have they come?

They're here! Pipe all hands off deck!

Full submersion!

Full submersion! They're here!

They've come, my beauties! God damn my spleen!

Post 107 reporting a fire at 17, On Cherry St.! On the double!

I knew it from the beginning, just like Astute Bill!

Post 107 reporting. There's a fire at 17, Cherry Street!

Mister Banks found an oil deposit! Batten down the hatch!

Calm down, the fire brigade is on it's way.

Do you have buckets, hooks, fire-extinguishers?

Congratulations, mister Banks! What luck!

It isn't oil, it's gas.

- Gas? - Gas?!

That's not so bad, mister Banks. Gas is even better than oil.

It happens that you go to pick berries and find a mushroom.

The mushroom - that is gas - is much better than oil.

You stretch a gas pipeline across my courtyard...

and join the Organization of Gas-exporting Countries.

Darling, did I get lucky at last?

Quiet! Quiet! If they ask, I was with you.

What is that? A thunderstorm?

- Oh, no. A little fire. - Hurray!

Quiet, children! We were playing "hit-ship".

Hurray! Jane, look, our house is on fire! Hurray!

- Where is Mary Poppins? - Jane, look...

And where's the piano by "Madam Corry"? And the camp-bed?

The wind! The wind has changed!

That means.. that means, she's gone?

She said she would stay until the wind changed direction.

Thank God you're here!

We were playing "hit-ship".

- Mother, she's gone! - Who?

Mother, Mary Poppins left us.

To leave at such a crucial moment? How selfish of her!

I will never accept the heartless girl back. Never!

- Mother! - You are so wicked!

Shame on you, children.

I want Mary Poppins, and no one else in the whole world!

Where is the fire hydrant?

My God, well it isn't in the nursery!

Look!

Oh!

It's her. It's her portrait.

There's something written there. It's "Au revoir, Mary Poppins".

- Au revo... - Hey, what's "Au revoir"?

I think it's in French and I think it's "Farewell".

No!

It's "good-bye". I'm sure. It's "good-bye"!

- Then it's all right? - She will come back!

She always keeps her promise!

- Oh, mister Banks. - Yes?

There's an urgent telegram for you.

Here.

Must be congratulations? So soon?

- Any answer? - No.

- What about the tip? - Forget about it!

What a detestable manner...

... to bring bad news on such a happy day?

Yes...

They haven't come. I sound off retreat!

END OF PART ONE USSR GOSTELERADIO, 1983

USSR State Committee on TV and Radio Broadcasting

Creative Association of TV Films

Fantasy told by P. Trevers interpreted in a new manner

"Good-bye, Mary Poppins"

Screenplay by Vladimir Valutsky

Music by Maxim Dunaevsky

D.O.P. Valentin Piganov

Art director Victor Petrov

Sound Yuri Rabinovich

Editor Inna Brozhovskaya

Lyrics by Naum Olev Choreography by Azaryi Plisetsky

Directed by Tamara Vladimirtseva

Camera E. Kerch Makeup L. Kulikova, G. Koroleva

Costumes Alina Budnikova

State Film Symphony Orchestra conducted by Sergei Skripka

Soloists Tatiana Voronina, Pavel Smeyan

Special effects: camera V. Yakubovich, designer I. Ivanova

Consultant V. Belyansky, editor Naumova, musical editor Lapisov

Produced by Lazar Milkis

Cast:

Mary Poppins - Natalia Andreichenko

Mister Banks - A. Filozov Mrs. Banks - L. Udovichenko

Michael - F. Rukavishnikov Jane - A. Plisetskaya, Robertson - L. Ulfsak

Miss Andrew - O. Tabakov Mrs. Lark - I. Skobtseva, admiral Boom - Z. Gerdt

Madam Corry - Marina Nudga Sir Louis - Gali Abaidulov

Elderly man - S. Sokolovsky Watchman - Igor Yasulovich, Bob Gudetti - Leonid Kanevsky

Policeman - E. Levin, postman - Y. Moroz Official - I. Rutberg, butcher - P. Babakov, marble boy - V. Karklinsh

Director Leonid Kvinikhidze

PART TWO "The Week Ends on Wednesday"

Sir Lesley Lit, chief of the London fire-fighters, says...

Quote: "To successfully combat fire...

... we need good organization and discipline."

It is my duty to point out, sir, that the house was not equipped

with fire-extinguishers, hooks or sand.

How terrible!

I'm afraid I have to charge you with a 10 pounds fine.

It is your job, constable. I will pay by all means.

And who will pay for my vehicle, sir?

I represent "West-Mole Co." My assistant.

I demand reimbursement for the damage done!

The disruption of gas communications led to...

... cutting Cherry St. from gas supply.

And that entailed grave consequences.

- First of all, the fire. - But sir!

Second, inflicting damages to the property of "West-Mole Co."

... estimated at 10 thousand pounds!

- That's right, inspector. - 10 thousand pounds.

Together with the repair works that amounts to 13500 pounds.

You have to deposit the money before the end of the week.

Any objections, sir?

In your place, mister Banks, I would object!

- You think so? - I'm positive!

Well then, I do have objections.

Your grounds, sir?

What are our grounds?

As Astute Bill would say: "Look for the reason".

This monstrous machine with its horrible drill...

... made a hole in the gas pipe.

And you, mister Banks, are not responsible for its actions!

- That is quite true. - Objection overruled!

A machine wouldn't start drilling all by itself.

- But it did. - Yes!

It was due to someone's stupid and criminal prank.

You don't mean to say that me or my wife...

I'm sorry. Mister Timothy Green from the Observer claims that...

"Among the reasons causing fires primary is children's actions."

And further-on I quote:

"Playing with matches accounts for one third of all fires!"

300 years ago this danger did not exist in London.

You do have children, mister Banks.

And I can see they are left to their own devices.

- And that is deplorable! - I object!

You have no right to drag the children into your schemes!

- Objection overruled. - Why?

Because I have not the honor of knowing you, young man!

My name is Robertson, and these children are my nephews.

And I will sing you a song about poor hungry children,

who will have no place to sleep because of your exorbitant bill!

You, who know not mercy! Look what you're doing!

You condemn these children to cold and hunger!

Listen to me! What was it - Robertson?

Do you have a song about the other children from Cherry St.?

This morning they didn't get their warm milk and hot bath.

- Objection! - Objection overruled!

And I want to make a point, sir, that the London fire-fighters...

... perform certain special operations.

Like pulling children's heads out of park grilles.

And that happens more often than one would think, sir.

22 times a year, mister Banks!

You are to deposit 13500 pounds by the end of the week.

The week expires on Wednesday. Nice meeting you, sir!

Cheer up, mister Banks. Not a bad rehearsal...

in view of the coming ordeals. They will be here! Be sure!

Children!

Michael, Jane! Breakfast is ready!

Mom, do I look like a fire-fighter?

You look like a chimney-sweep. Robert, come inside!

God, and these are my children! What did I do to deserve this?

Jane, Michael, there's hot milk on the table.

I don't want hot milk for breakfast!

And I don't want a hot bath either!

Well, you could wash your face and get dressed properly.

- Why me? - You're the elder sister.

And even at times like this you must set a good example.

I'm tired of being the elder sister! I don't want to be!

Let Michael be the older one for once!

You are wrong, Jane. You think I want to be a grown man?

Oh how I wish I could...

... be a little boy again, wearing short panties.

Did you really wear short panties?

Yes, I had short panties and long flaxen curls.

We lived in a house on the seashore...

... and we had a wonderful kind nanny. Miss... Miss...

My God, the telegram! I forgot all about it.

That's terrible!

Misfortunes never come singly. Take heart, dear.

"Coming to stay for a month. Arriving 10 in the morning."

"Be sure to heat up the bedroom fireplace. Euphimia Andrew."

Wait. Wasn't that the name of your nanny?

Yes. And she is coming here. Today. Now!

But darling, that isn't too much of a trouble.

Of course it's a pity we have no gas.

But we can heat the fireplace with wood, and the good woman...

The good woman! Oh no! Wait till you see her!

Fire and bankruptcy are nothing compared with her!

Her name's not Euphimia. It's Fury Harpy!

- Where are you going? - Anywhere! To the world's end!

Oh no!

Tell her... I'm dead! Burned to death in the fire!

George, that is uncivilized.

Attention! I'm coming out!

Let's see if everything is here. Looks like it is.

What is this? 2 pounds 3 pence?

With that money I could fly around the world.

There.

- What is this, a tip? - That is your fare!

One for you, and one for you.

I hope you know who I am?

We do.

You are miss Fury.

Or miss Harpy?

Welcome, miss Andrew! Hope the journey was a pleasant one?

Very unpleasant, Mrs. Banks. By the way so are your children.

Extremely unpleasant.

This is Michael? And this one must be Jane?

Why is she wearing trousers? In my days girls didn't wear those.

- Yes, but I... - Be quiet!

The children are extremely ill-bred.

The boy will go to a military school and I will mind the girl.

I hope you will like it here.

What is this? Where did this heap of junk come from?

And that - in front of an Englishman's house?! What happened to "My house is my fortress"?

What is this - pop art? Disgusting! Take it away!

- They'll take it away tomorrow. - Tomorrow?

Morgen, morgen, nur nicht hoite... Tomorrow!

- Understood? - I will see to it immediately.

- Bitte. - Would you like to come in...

- I would indeed. Where is the toilet? - The toilet?

Yes. Is that your gardener? Hey, young lad!

Take the luggage into the house! Be careful with the phials.

I am very conscious of my health, Mrs. Banks.

Wait a minute!

The thing is too expensive to trust anyone with it.

It was stuffy in the airplane, it's stuffy everywhere.

One moment! I have to count my stuff.

One, two, three, four, five.

Spring will pass and autumn will pass,

And autumn will pass!

Oh-oh.

Jane, a month is a very long time, is it?

It is... It's 4 weeks and a short tail.

Very wise. You did the right thing.

It was very wise of you to come to me, mister Banks.

In your situation the best thing is an emergency submersion.

At first we will submerge to the depth of 100 feet.

There you go!

Here's to us, my boy.

How do you like the depth?

- Excellent depth. - I'd say, excellent!

I almost feel the boat rocking.

Trust the old salt, my boy.

A thousand times I navigated my boats at this depth!

They make their way noiselessly like moles!

Dark all around you, the realm of octopuses and sharks!

- Octopuses and sharks? - Yes!

Then it's a pity it is not miss Andrew who goes down there.

Oh, we would torpedo her down there!

You think two bow torpedoes would be enough?

- The displacement is too great. - Really?

- Then we add one on the stern.. - You are a good sailor.

- Torpedoes ready for launch! - Prepare for launching!

Which kind of sport do you prefer?

Biking.

I go for hass grockey.

I bet a ton against a square inch, that now...

... we are perfectly safe, my boy.

And even if this miss Andrew were a nuclear rocket carrier...

... she would never get you!

I hate to leave you, admiral.

Why don't we sail on a voyage around the world?

Autonomous voyage.

Perfectly autonomous.

Not to ever rise to the surface.

It is so peaceful and quiet here.

And no problems at all!

They live in their polluted environment!

And here there is no environment.

I mean to say, no pollution!

They suffer from fires, floods and tornadoes.

And here we are completely fire-water-tornado-proof!

They have energy crises. And we are absolutely autonomous.

You see any crisis? Where is it? Where?

Every time a see a tax-collector through my periscope,

I drop flat on the seabed and switch on the TV-set!

And I only watch the education channel.

... We are happy to welcome her in our city...

... and in the morning edition of our educational program.

Miss Andrew devoted most of her life to...

... educating and upbringing children.

- It's her. - And today...

Am I hallucinating?. It's her!

- Who? Where? - It's miss Andrew.

She decided to establish an annual award of 15 000 Lb...

...to her best pupil.

And what are the criteria, miss Andrew?

The child must brush his teeth regularly and be obedient.

That's all? But many of your pupils have already grown up.

That is of no significance, my girl.

An obedient pupil makes a good citizen.

I would like you to answer some more questions.

I am so tired, dearest! The journey was very tiresome.

My secretary will answer your questions. Please, sir Thomas.

- And I will watch the luggage. - But, miss Andrew!

Could we hear miss Andrew's opinion of modern children?

They're naughty boors!

- And what about art? - Depravity!

God damn my spleen! 15000 pounds to the best pupil!

I'm saved! We surface!

Well-well.

Why didn't mister Robertson attend the ceremony?

- He is not feeling well. - And what exactly is wrong with him?

He...

I can't hear you.

- He's got the flue. - Get back in line.

If he doesn't show up for breakfast, he won't get lunch.

At ease!

In the city center,

Where grass doesn't grow,

There lived a poet, a magician of the word,

An inspired rhymester.

He would rhyme everything he saw,

Until he strained himself to breaking point,

And so he went to the country,

Where cows pick on green grass,

To remedy his poor health.

33 cows, 33 cows, 33 cows. A fresh line!

33 cows, a new poem is born like a glass of fresh milk!

33 cows, a new poem is born like a glass of fresh milk.

He would get up at 5 in the morning,

That was not an easy task.

He would recite his poems to the cows,

And they would give him milk.

Day after day, the summer went by.

The poet grew a little taller.

Everyone knows, milk diet...

Is good for poets...

If they're only 6!

33 cows, 33 cows, 33 cows, a fresh line!

33 cows, a new poem is born, like a glass of fresh milk.

33 cows, 33 cows, 33 cows, a fresh line!

33 cows, a new poem is born, like a glass of fresh milk.

Like a glass of fresh milk,

Like a glass of fresh milk!

Sit down!

I didn't give the signal to start.

Dear friends, at the end of the third day of my presence here...

...I am forced to state that this is not a household,

...but a bunch of undisciplined idlers.

On Friday George was 6 minutes late for lunch. What happened?

- My bike broke down. - Don't interrupt!

You have impossible manners, George. I'll take care of that.

On Saturday Mrs. Banks...

...served me cold coffee. Would you care to explain?

But we had no gas until today...

George!

It is not surprising that in such a family children grow up

light-headed, lazy and ill-mannered!

In South Cockatoo they send children like them...

...to penitentiaries for juvenile delinquents.

- Isn't that true, dear Thomas? - Absolutely!

Besides, I heard they had a governess,

a suspicious type who knew nothing about children!

- Please! - What?!

But the most detestable object in your house is your brother.

He doesn't work, he doesn't study!

He demonstrated unheard-of disobedience by not showing up

for the flag-raising ceremony. There are limits to everything.

And the teeth? I saw it. I saw everything.

You squeezed out toothpaste and threw it into the washbasin!

What a disgrace! What kind of an example are you setting!

I deprive you of your breakfast. Leave the table this instant!

We are waiting.

Very well.

But don't expect me to trade my ideals for oatmeal porridge!

With which, incidentally, you've been stuffing us for 3 days.

You were right, Mary Poppins. A thousand times right.

One needs to do something. Act, act!

Now we can have breakfast.

Well. Well.

Enough, thank you.

Breakfast is over.

Danke zein, mein neihen! Thank you, darling.

My friends, I think the wallpaper is shockingly motley.

It's a disgrace for a respectable English home.

I've ordered some new wallpaper. There' a sample.

Come here, girl! Quick!

Stand here. Little, boy you stand over there!

How do you like it? I hope you remember how to put it up.

- But Miss... - Of course we do, miss Andrew!

When I was a little girl I was an expert in wallpapering.

And I knew how to make paste - when I was younger.

Well in that case you're not totally worthless.

Coming! The taxi is here. I have to go to the bank.

The sitting-room and my room must be finished until I return.

Coming!

Spring will pass and autumn will pass...

"Andrew, go home!" - What does that mean, young man?

It means what it says. I hope you can read.

Yes, bastard, and you will pay for this!

No lunch for you. Go lock yourself in the pantry.

What?.. So that's how it is?

A sitting strike! No supper for you either.

Why don't you say something, everyone?!

- I am waiting. - Please forgive him!

- It's dark and there are rats. - That's right, rats!

One more word, and you will meet them! I am waiting.

Miss Andrew, allow me to talk to my brother.

Permission granted. You have 30 seconds.

Dear brother, she is a fury, but you know about the award.

The week expires on Wednesday, and just now she said we were...

...not totally worthless. That means, there is still hope.

A small chance to pay the fine.

Negotiations over.

- It's OK, miss Andrew. - All right, sister, I'll go.

But don't think I gave up!

Robert, please!

Go away, Andrew! Go to hell's fire!

What vulgar verses. What utter commonplace!

Thank you so much.

What is it? Get on with it! Start working!

Children, out to the park! Some air before lunch wouldn't hurt!

Coming! Coming!

Go play in the park, children.

I demand that this vile mongrel be rid of in 24 hours! Or else!

Sir Thomas, you will be in charge, dearest.

Of course!

The bank, young man.

Jane, how much longer until the end of the month?

Four weeks, only now without the tail.

- It's all so bad. - And worst of all for uncle Robertson.

- Don't litter, children! - We don't, sir.

- We don't litter, sir. - Well it better you would.

When I was a boy, what could I litter with? 2-3 candy wrappers.

And they litter and litter, and no one can say anything to them.

- Yes, sir. - Yes, sir.

And Neley is sad too.

He must be feeling sorry for us.

And I'm sorry he can't dance with me.

He wanted to so much!

If only Mary Poppins were here...

... she would let him play with us.

Of course. But she isn't here.

Jane, I think it's... It must be...

- It's her! It's her! - It's her wind! I knew it!

- Mary Poppins! - Mary Poppins!

We knew you'd come back. We found your "Au revoir" note.

I'd be much obliged if you would mind that this is a public place

A city park, not a zoo. Watch your manners!

And where, may I ask, are your gloves?

We don't have any.

What a shame. All right, let's go home and have some tea.

Tea!

Listen! I will have to file in a report.

You can't just drop in from the sky. It is against the law!

Where did you come from, may I ask?

If I heard you correctly, you said I fell from the sky.

- But you... - Like a crow.

You were talking about me, mister Smith?

- Yes. - Better not say anything.

I mean, I...

- Were you or weren't you? - No, no.

No. No, mam.

Thank you.

If I were in your place, that is if I were a park watchman...

I would wear a cap and button up my jacket.

With your permission.

- All the best, sir. - Put on your cap, sir.

So you say, she claims I don't know how to treat children?

- But we didn't say that. - We didn't say that!

Of course you didn't. You're not the kind who sneaks on others.

And that I'm a suspicious type. That right?

I hate scenes, but this time I think we can't avoid one.

- And where is this miss Andrew? - She left.

To the bank, I presume?

Where else can such a famous person go? Naturally, the bank!

And mister Thomas was left in charge.

Thomas? Since when do they call him Mister?

I give interviews!

Since when do they address you as Mister, Thomas?

What did you say? Six months in this cage! But that's terrible!

What else did he say?

It's a sad story.

He lived far away in a country called South Cockatoo.

- We know about Cockatoo! - Dad says our money was lost there.

- His money, that is. - What utter disgrace!

When Thomas lived there no one got lost in Cockatoo.

It was a joyous country. And it was called Cockatoo...

...because the jungle abounded in parrots.

By the way Thomas was the elder of the kin.

We met on the occasion of your centenary.

- Am I right, Thomas? - Absolutely!

But then the power in Cockatoo was seized by some avid people

... who started selling off parrots.

And what wealthy idler wouldn't want to have a live talking toy?

That is how poor Thomas got to be with miss Andrew.

And his only consolation is that he is tremendously expensive!

How can you even ask?!

Shame on you! Aren't we old buddies?

And didn't you hear her call me a suspicious type?

- Me! A perfectly perfect person! - Absolutely!

- Go ahead, Thomas! Don't be afraid! - All right!

Fly up North to the airport. The plane to Cockatoo leaves at 6.30

It's a white speckled plane with a gray parrot on the side.

Wait until they finish loading the luggage and jump in.

It'll be a bit cold but you'll warm yourself at home.

- It is miss Andrew. - Go!

- Fly away, mister Thomas! - Hurry!

- Good bye! - Good bye, Mary!

Spring will pass and autumn will pass...

How come there are strangers on the premises?

Who opened the cage?

Where is my parrot?

Good-bye, kind children!

See you soon, Mary!

Tzuruk! Come back here! Come back? Sir Thomas!

Mary...

What a pleasant surprise!

So it is you? Very well. You've come back!

The suspicious type. I'm glad.

I wanted to square accounts with you for everything you...

Help! Let me out of here! Let me out!

You said I didn't know anything about bringing up children.

I am sorry! Forgive me!

You said I was cruel and immoral.

It was a misunderstanding! A mistake. I'm sorry.

You called me a suspicious type.

I take my words back! All of them and each one separately!

You locked uncle Robertson away with rats.

Your uncle? I'll let him out this very minute!

- I don't think so. - Hey there!

Hello, Mary! I heard your voice. You arrived just in time.

Remember what I told you, Andrew? Justice will reign!

How did you do it, Mary?

I don't know about you, but I am bored with this miss Andrew.

I would take a hot bath, drink some tea...

... and take a nap after the tiresome journey.

Mister Hey!

I heard you wrote something on a poster? - That's right.

Say it again, and let's get it over and done with.

I wrote: "Andrew, go home!"

Young man, I'm paying 5 pounds extra! To the airport! Hurry!

Once there lived a barber,

He was the kindest barber ever born,

He shaved animals and made them haircuts.

After he'd done his job, cats would look like mice,

And even foolish monkeys would look more like people.

It happened last summer...

In the middle of January...

In a far-away kingdom...

Where there never was a king.

Once he met a lion,

And at first he got a little scare,

But then he gathered all his courage...

... and said very politely: If you want to look good,

... you have to trim your mane and whiskers twice a year.

It happened last summer...

In the middle of January...

In a far-away kingdom...

Where there never was a king.

What happened next?

Everyone who saw a lion, knows that!

To cut a lion's hair is like playing with fire.

Now the lion had the haircut of a poodle,

And he swallowed the poor barber together with his instruments!

It happened last summer...

In the middle of January...

In a far-away kingdom...

Where there never was a king.

It happened last summer...

Somewhere in the middle of January!

Miss Poppins!

You came back because you found out mister Banks was in trouble!

But don't lose heart!

Astute Bill never lost heart and always found a way out!

Mary Poppins! Mary Poppins! Where were you for so long?

You wouldn't believe the fire we had here!

But the most frightful thing was this woman!

She called Bartholomew a loathsome mongrel!

On my part, miss Poppins, I insist that you...

... remind mister Banks about hooks and fire-extinguishers.

Or I will have to fine him again! And in his situation...

Her Majesty's Royal Fleet...

is happy to see you again, lady Mary!

You see, Mary... I...

I regret to say that we will probably have to...

... do without your services for the time being.

You see... We do love you very much, Mary.

But as things stand now...

...we can't afford to pay even the most meagre allowance.

But I hope you can still offer me some tea.

2 pounds of sausages, 5 matchboxes, 3 dozens of eggs,

a package of salt and ginger flavoring.

- On credit? - Naturally. As usual.

Rain in the evening, fog in the morning. My bones ache.

Speaking of bones, how is Mr. Banks feeling?

In his present state...

You're not saying I am slightly on the pale side, are you?

Oh no! Of course not! I meant nothing of the kind.

I just wanted to say that my rheumatism was killing me.

They say there is a wonderful medicine for rheumatism.

- What is it? - Singing.

An hour of vocal before lunch, an hour after.

Oh no, please, miss!

- So you were asking for a pack of smoked flavoring. - Ginger!

Very well. And what else did you say?

You will take all that to mister Banks tonight.

Thank you so much, miss. You look wonderful.

I never doubted that. But I can hardly say the same about you.

- Where are we going? - Across the railway,

...we follow bus No. 39, then cross the bridge and go ahead.

- But where? - Did you hear of this cat that died of curiosity?

But the railroad, the bus and the bridge are over there!

I changed my mind.

And stop telling me where to go.

Besides we are already there.

"All you need for ballet lessons".

What do we need ballet dances for?

Ballet dances are for...

... dancing at balls!

Bonjour, sir.

I had an appointment!

Oh-la-la! Well if it isn't Mary Poppins!

Jane and Michael are here too! What a surprise!

I suppose, darling, the children have come to take a few lessons?

And you are quite right, Corry.

In that case, little chickens, remember Rule number One.

Ballet dances, just like all dances for that matter,..

... are danced in pairs.

Otherwise they wouldn't make sense!

Dancing in solitude shows poorly on one's world outlook.

Now for Rule number Two: invitation to a dance.

The partner approaches the lady slowly, with much dignity...

... and looks her straight in the eyes!

The lady's eyes ought to be half-closed,

... head slightly inclined,

... feet in third position.

An invitation to the dance doesn't like fussing around.

The lady drops a deep curtsey.

Oh, I'm sorry. It had to be a deep one in the old days,

... and now a slight bow would be sufficient.

Isn't that so, Mary Poppins?

And now, my kittens, pay attention!

Wonderful! Just like at a dance festival!

It's nothing wonderful, compared to something else.

But I'm not giving it out just yet.

Too bad that we have to go, madam Corry.

I do hope to see you again soon, my little chickens.

Only you must give me your very honest word,

... that you will keep what I will give you now.

- 3, 4... - We promise!

Louis, see the guests to the door, please.

Jane Banks!

Michael Banks!

- Au revoir, Sir. - Au revoir.

- Au revoir. - Au revoir.

Tomorrow I will be ruined.

Ruined! Do you even understand what it means?

Don't shout! I understand. You will be ruined.

No, you don't understand a thing!

That means all the neighbors will know I'm ruined!

All papers will write I'm ruined!

Well at last they will write about you in the papers.

And you mock at me! You heartless creature!

Oh, the times of stress and anguish!

Oh, my poor nerves!

Oh, my poor heart!

What are you doing, George?

Run away! Run away from heart attack!

I've come to say good-bye, Mary Poppins.

I am leaving, and nobody knows about it except you.

I wanted to talk to you before I leave.

Take a seat.

I won't take much of your time.

I was going to say two things.

First of all, it was me who drilled a hole in the gas pipe.

Are you giving yourself in to the police?

I am not that stupid! My confession wouldn't help things.

I am going to roam the country on foot.

I want everyone to know what happened to Mr. Banks.

And then our children will be saved.

This is what I intend to do, Mary Poppins.

And the second thing you want to tell me?

I wanted to tell you that long ago, but I won't say it now...

... because right now I have no right to do so.

But when the time comes and I'll have accomplished my mission...

I will come back to you, Mary, and say it.

All right then, I'll wait.

But the question is: what shall I say to Michael and Jane?

- Say whatever you like. - Just like that?

I'll tell them, mister Hey left them at a moment of hardships,

and that there will be no one to play with them and sing to them,

and protect them from Andrew. - But I have to fight injustice!

But why look for it so far away?

I am not trying to discourage you.

But who should I rely on in case I would have to leave?

- Where? - Where they need me more.

I don't dare to insist, you are your own man, but...

Don't you think they need you here? Always. Every minute.

With your just heart, your kind hands and your songs.

You really think so, Mary Poppins?

I always say what I think!

What am I to do then?

It is not my rule to advise people, but I think...

that the best thing for you to do is to go to sleep now.

Wait, Mary Poppins! Wait!

I have so much to say about you, about me, and the children.

But the children want their milk.

They can't go to sleep hungry just because we have to talk.

Yes. - We will have plenty of time to talk, mister Hey.

I promise!

6 pence and 4 - ding.

Makes 10.

And another half-penny - ding. And threepence - ding.

And I have four pennies - ding.

And another two. Only that still won't be enough.

Hurry up! Your beds are waiting for you.

It is impolite to make them wait that long.

Can one be late to go to bed?

- And do the beds even care? - Of course!

A few more questions -

... and be sure, you are late. - Where?

That was the first question.

Hey, get up!

You have little time, don't waist it.

Get dressed and go to the children's room. Over and out.

Wake them up and bring them to the guest room.

Don't forget the balloons. See you there.

Hey! Wake up!

Your balloons.

Jane Banks!

Michael Banks!

Look, Jane!

- All our neighbors are here! - And there's mom and dad!

Michael, Jane, come quick! You must congratulate to Mary.

- Why? - Didn't you know? Today's her birthday!

Sir Louis, go tell Mary.

Well, little chickens, don't loiter!

Mary Poppins asked about you twice already!

- Happy birthday, Mary Poppins! - Happy birthday!

Thank you, my friends. Thanks for coming!

Why on earth did you show up without a tail-coat?

Happy birthday, Mary Poppins!

And you, mister Hey, are wearing sneakers? That is unheard of!

Sir Louis, take care of that.

Now that everything is taken care of, we can celebrate!

Miss Jane, I waited so long for this ball!

- Then let's dance. - You think I can do it?

Don't worry. Remember, first the invitation.

The partner approaches the lady, carrying himself with dignity.

- Her eyes are half-open... - Stop making fun of it!

She inclines her head and drops a deep curtsey.

Thank you all for coming.

I never had such a wonderful birthday party.

It is the best present you could give me.

And now it is my turn to give you a present.

It's there for you!

A merry-go-round and a pleasant encounter!

Please.

I haven't taken a ride on a merry-go-round since I was a boy

He's got my balloon!

Do you recognize me? Come here quick! We'll go for a ride.

Coming.

Come here! Let's go for a ride!

My God, look at her!

The same short panties. The same ink stain on them!

I got it hot from Miss Andrew. You remember?

Of course I do.

Well, kitties, they meet at last. A wonderful idea!

- A great attraction, isn't it, my chickens? - What about us?

- You? - Yes. What about us?

- Your future is yet to come. - And me?

I have a feeling, mister Hey...

...you haven't forgotten your childhood still.

By the way, there's someone waiting for you.

I envy you! You can read as much as you like.

Sometimes I think would trade all these books...

... for a chance to talk to someone.

Are you lonely?

I feel more and more lonely with the years.

What about Cathy Lark? Did you like her?

You shared the same desk at our school on Cherry St.

Mrs. Lark!

We are different people, you know.

She's not interested in Astute Bill, and I don't like dogs.

He hates dogs, and I hate this horrible Bill.

And when I need to talk to someone,

I have Edward and Bartholomew.

- Is Bartholomew your friend? - Of course he is.

And I will make a point of tracing his genealogical tree.

- But is it that important? - What is, darling?

Do you need to know one's genealogy to be friends?

But of course not, but...

All devices went out of order, god damn my spleen!

I saw rats at the caboose the other day. Otherwise it's OK.

- Doesn't it get boring? - Well, it's safe though.

You used to love the sun, the wind, the salty splashes!

Did you have to lock yourself in this stinking tank?

What if it starts?

A house and two charming kids!

It all came out just the way we wanted.

Are you happy?

Very much! I swear, I don't need anything else!

- But I will be pennyless! - We will still have the house.

And you will still have your hands! You can live with that!

I need money to make money.

It is my tool. I am a financial worker.

What shall I invest, if I don't have any money?

Maybe it's better that you don't? Were you ever lucky?

Maybe you only think you're a financial worker?

What am I then?

Poor-poor mister Hey.

How could you think I will leave you without a present?

This is for you to play your best and kindest songs.

Don't be sad. Cheer up! What will your nephews think?

Are you leaving us?

Everything good has to end sometime. Especially dreams.

The Earth spins like a merry-go-round,

And above it whirl the winds of losses,

The winds of losses, separation, grievances and anger,

They are without number.

They are without number, they blow from all cracks,

They blow through people's hearts, tear doors off hinges,

They destroy hopes and instill fear.

The winds whirl, the winds whirl.

Day and night, for a hundred years...

The Earth spins like a merry-go-round.

For a hundred years the winds...

Come back to where they started.

But there is a wind of changes.

It'll come and drive away the treacherous winds,

When the time comes lt'll disperse...

The winds of separation and the winds of anguish!

Day and night for a hundred years...

The Earth spins like a merry-go-round.

For a hundred years everything returns...

To where it started.

Tomorrow the wind will change,

Tomorrow it will do away with the past.

It will come, a kind and gentle breeze.

The wind of changes.

Tomorrow the wind will change,

Tomorrow it will do away with the past.

It will come, a kind and gentle breeze.

The wind of changes.

Good-bye, Mary Poppins!

Good-bye, Mary Poppins!

Tomorrow the wind will change,

Tomorrow it will do away with the past.

It will come, a kind and gentle breeze,

The wind of changes.

The wind of changes.

THE END USSR GOSTELERADIO, 1983